The German scientist stared, obscured from behind a glass pane. Two lights blinded my eyes as I awoke in the Battle armor(look up mech assault lone wolf). He spoke, "Greetings subject 4-5-9-2. I am doctor Jukan Nevel. I would like find out your purpose for this particular division of the SAA?"
I looked up yelled triumphantly, "To serve my home land and the mighty Master"!
Jukan spoke again, "I seems you have applied for the artificial intelligence and sniper modifications to your armor. Are you aware that you will have to surrender your mortar for this modification".
I shouted again, " Ja!"
Jukan then went into an interrogation voice, "Do you have an desire to commit acts of terror or assassinations on the Master's soil"?
I shout in attention, "Nein!"
"Do you have an intention of using the battle armor outside of your military service"?
"Nein!"
"Very well" Jukan said, his voice becoming at ease. "Now, please move forward five steps".
I was curious, "Might I ask why".
"Roughly five minutes ago, we fill the room with a paralyzing agent, we wish to see if your life support is intact".
"Affirmative". I did as he said.
"Your vital signs are good, you have taken care of your body well". Jukan said, a little in awe.
"Danke, my father told me I would need to for the service of the Master".
"Now, please turn to your right 90 degrees. While we are here, might I know your name?" Jukan inquired.
"Gustav Adolf, son of Terru Adolf, the hero of the Seventh infantry division". I spoke with pride, I would follow my father in the Halls of Heroes.
"Oh, well vitals and life support are good; we will clear the room of the poison now". Jukan said as though he was going to easily pass a math exam.
I listened to the sound of vacuums sucking the gas and felt the pressure on my armor. A few seconds later I assume he refilled the room with oxygen.
A podium rose from the floor; on top of it was glowing purple computer chip. My Ai.
"Now please remove your helmet and place the Ai on the inside-back compartment of the helmet. We will then test your life support".
I removed my helmet and looked in the back. There was a little slit where the chip was supposed to go. I removed the chip from the podium and placed it in the slit. As if by magic the helmet started to glow, which I took as a sign to place it back over my head.
"Greetings, I am Legion, the Experimental Ai charged with aiding your fighting and response abilities, might I know user's name"?
"I am Gustav Adolf". I said, realizing how fresh must be.
Jukan spoke through the intercom again, "We will now test to see If the AI can use the life support systems effectively".
I could hear gas starting to fill the room.
Legion spoke through my helmet, "Alert, unknown agent maybe threatening user's life, activating life support systems, pressurizing suit now".
The gaps in my armor closed.
Jukan's excited voice came over the intercom, "Excellent, now please move forward five steps and count them off".
I began to walk, "One, two, three, four, and five"
"Vitals have remained normal". Jukan said as the vacuums clear the room again. A door way opened up to reveal a small hall way. "Please proceed to the next room where we will replace your mortar with a sniper modification."
I did as instructed, and walked down the white-tile hallway. As I walked through it, I couldn't help but feel slightly….mournful. This mortar had proven to be all too useful when I was at the front lines. But there's always a need for a sniper.
A second doorway opened up to a room with two engineers and a sniper on a table. The sniper looked like a Barrett 50 cal. In shape, but it was missing a stock, and instead had a box on the back, and while it had a trigger, it also had a swivel for the turret, indicating it would be in the same place as my mortar.
I approached, before taking a knee to help the engineers reach the mortar. The sound of blow torches and Legion shouting, "Danger! Danger! The suit is being punctured, preparing defenses".
I commanded Legion with the calmest voice I could muster, "Override, do not engage".
Legion returned to normal, "Affirmative, deactivating defenses".
The engineer removed the mortar, and placed it on the table.
I took a deep breath.
They then picked up the sniper turret and carefully, as though carrying a bomb, placed it on the shoulder piece of the Battle armor. They then plugged in two wires that were on the sniper into the shoulder compartment, and plugged them in.
Legion alerted me, "New system accessible, might I be allowed to view the design".
I couldn't help but smirk, "Why not".
Several windows popped up on my screen, showing the specs of the sniper rifle. Three shots before a required cool down, has a .2 spread and 1000 meters. I would be relying on my laser rifle most of the battle anyway.
One of the engineers nodded toward the glass pane. Guess they were done.
Jukan gave his command, "Please exit the battle armor".
"Fluckt!"
The battle armor opened from the back enough for me to get out.
A man opened a door and walked in. It took me a second to realize this was Jukan.
"Now, should you be captured, you are to say the words in order: fury-striker-paladin-panther. When you do, this will order the Ai to instantly self-destruct. It is too advanced for the enemy to have control of."
"I understand" I knew the risks, and this concerned more than just my wellbeing.
"You are dismissed, Victory and glory to Asis!" He shouted.
"Victory and glory to Asis" I said before walking to my cabin.
(Time jump: 1 week later. AN: they are speaking german, even when translated to English, it is actually german)
Clair is the name of our division leader. We were named after her favorite bird-Eagles.
Today was the first day my Ai and I would see action in a while. Clair shouted at us, her Prussian authority made her a great leader. "Listen up Eagles, our objective is former Shadow union commander Ingham. He has been known to use unorthodox tactics to win several battles he's fought"
Did I mention my Kamerads have full-retard moments; yea this was one of those. Some idiot decided to shout the question, "Which army is he fighting for now, Chaos, Dravas, Eh they all look the same".
If you've know Clair since the academy, you would know she's pissed by the way her strait blonde hair slightly statics up and her blue eyes start to shine. She looked bore this look right now, and I uh knew she was going to touch his place.
Clair smiled, "Would you care to step forward sir"?
A big man stepped forward, a Teskian by the looks of him, with black hair and green eyes. "Yea, now what can I do for ya girl-"Everyone flinched. My prophecy was correct; her foot touched his place…..very hard.
Clair turned to the rest of us, "So who else wants to know who Ingham works for"? Everyone got quiet fast. "No? Any questions?"
A freshy I guess raised his hand, because clearly he didn't learn, "Will We get Shadow Liberation support?"
Clair smiled at that at least relevant question, "Yes, they are sending Skoda's to supports us on the ground. Any more questions, no, then TO YOUR STATIONS!"
We raced to the armory for our battle armor. I looked in a metal reflection, slightly ashamed. I'm neither full blooded Prussian, nor Teskian. My father was taken prisoner during the liberation conquest against the Superhuman union, my mother was a medic of the SAA, charged with treating his wounds for when he was ransomed. But the ransom never came, and they fell in love, and 40 years later here I am, black hair, blue eyes and no race to call my own.
Clair walked up, "Well aren't you looking joyful"
I turned to her, "Just a little under the weather".
"Well shake it off, I worry about you sometimes, always got some depression or bad mood about you". She said in a matter-o-fact voice.
"Spare me, I already have one mother, I don't need another". I Said rather annoyed. The sound of VTOLs coming let me know I had very little time to get ready.
"You know what you need, you need to get la-" I hopped in the armor quick.
Clair stood there with a triumphant look on her face, before hoping in her armor. We walked onto the landing platform.
The Void, that is the name of where we live. When Jeez forced the Assites into exile, they fled with Asis in the ultimate dimension. Portals randomly pop up in the sky and can take you anywhere, anywhen. You could end up in Russia 1644 or South Africa 3019. We figured out how to stabilize these portals and use them to our advantage, but more popup randomly.
The VTOLs approached the landing pad, and reduced their altitude. They had a 13 mm machine gun, twin missile pods, and the transporting capacity of a b-25. They also have a hook that battle armor can attach to. I jump jetted on and grasped the hook, followed by many of my kamerads.
The VTOLs wasted no time gaining altitude and flying towards the portal. Like all leaders Clair was the first through followed by two other battle armor users and then me, the rest came afterwards. We were met with almost immediate flak.
"All Eagles, we are almost to the drop zone, prepare to detach" Clair yelled on the intercom.
A flak shell flew right by my VTOL and hit the Vtol above. The cock pit burst into flames, the armor pilot detached early.
"They got Anderson, there was nothing I could do for him" The armor pilot said on the intercom mournfully.
"Roger, wait for support, do not engage the enemy alone" Clair said over the intercom.
The flak suddenly stopped. I looked over my shoulder and saw why. The: third infantry division, the 12th motorized infantry division, and the 15th panzer division had begun the ground assault. Bf-109's and Stuka's flew next to us, gave a salute before returning their roles in the battle.
Legion spoke to me, "Greetings".
"What have you been doing this whole time.
"Did I inconvenience you with my scanning, forgive me" Legion said with a general apology.
"I'm just happy you're here for the ride". I spotted some shadows following the 15th into battle. The had grey uniforms which meant the Shadow liberation army had joined the fight. Their painted blue white and black flag was glistening off the Skodas' turrets.
"-I repeat drop now!" Clair's yelling brought me out of my focus as I released the VTOL's hook and plummeted to the earth, using my jump-jets as brakes. I landed in a forest meadow with two of my comrades. Clair was a few over the hill in front of us.
I ran to her, my comrades in toe.
"Alright, listen, we have the biggest job of all the infantry, armored vehicles and aircraft. They're diversions, we are to break the enemy line with the sturmpioneers we've been provided with and capture and/or kill Ingham if necessary". Eight men with Stgs ran up to us.
"Well, at least we know they have faith in us" I said.
"LETS MOVE" Clair shouted, as if ignoring my remark.
We charged through the forest into an enemy trench and used our laser rifles to clear the Shadows out.
As Clair and another pilot charged an intersection, I ran clear the other path. Two shadows popped up from behind barrels and started to open fire. Their rifles couldn't penetrate the armor, but it stung a little. I returned fire with my laser rifle. The one in the back had a hole burnt in his chest. Then the one in front went down.
We continued with this dance until the trench was ours an our allies approached. Clair then walked towards the bush when I noticed something. A convoy by the looks of it was passing through the other side of the forest. A civilian vehicle, being guarded by IS-40's and two armored cars. Ingham
I shouted to Clair, "That's Ingham is right there!"
Clair looked back at me, "That can't be right, he should be at the base. Wait," She said as I guess she saw through the window of the civilian vehicle, "THAT's him, ALL FORCES INGHAM IS IN A CONVOY WITH HEAVY ARM- WHERE ARE GOING GUSTAV"?
I didn't have time to wait around, I charged the convoy from the side and kicked Gustav's car. It swiveled into a ditch. I opened fire on the armored car, and it returned fire. But I won against the first. The other one unloaded its infantry and I already knew what the tanks were doing. I felt the machine gun fire on my back. I turned and fired at the commander's hatch of the back IS-40. I then jump jetted over it and sprayed the ground, hitting maybe one guy.
I placed a satchel charge on the back of the Is-40 and jump jetted into the woods before detonating. It was at this moment I realized I made a mistake. My kamerads were slow to respond and scattered, and none had the ability to take on an IS-40. Apparently neither did I, because when the dust clear, the Is-40's were not happy.
I realized I needed help, "Legion activate the sniper and target hostile shadow forces"
Legion responded, "Affirmative".
The sniper fired a burst of three high powered shots, the infantry started to fall.
"Hit the tank"!
"Negative, the shell's would not have enough power to penetrate that armor, recommend retreating".
"Hell no Legion, I never retreat". Suddenly my sniper was blown off of my shoulder.
"Alert error, with sniper rifle function".
Seventeen shadows came out of the woods holding DPs, PPSHs and Mosins. I knew I couldn't take them all on.
"Legion"
"Yes User"
"Fury striker paladin Panther".
"Acknowledged, System deleted".
Well, I'll have a hard time explaining that to the brass I thought as I raised my arms. I looked over to see my sniper on the ground. It didn't have major damage, but it would turn slow.
Why I thought about this was stupid, but I hadn't given up hope yet. And that was to be rewarded.
One of the Shadows shouted as a horn filled the air, "STUKA!"
The Shadows dove for cover, just in time for the tanks to get blown up by our Stuka bombers and my fellow eagles coming to my rescue.
The shadows didn't even have time to surrender as their pitch black flesh was filled with lasers bursts.
Clair met me, "Why did you attack, the 15th was already planning an ambush."
"I was a glory hog". I said with a shrug before walking over and grabbing my sniper turret. I placed in back on my shoulder.
Our sturmpioneers grabbed Ingham out of his car and pushed him towards an incoming transport vehicle.
As he was being loaded, I saw VTOLs coming in to pick us up.
Clair walked up to me, "Since you wanted the glory, have the glory of being our rear guard."
"Yes man" that meant a lot of last minute field reports and equipment checks, but at least she wouldn't tell the brass about my insubordination.
I watched everyone get in the sky and did another equipment check.
Two BF-109 pilots radio me, "Yea, we don't have enough fuel, we're going back now".
"Alright I'm right behind ya". I looked at my VTOL pilot and nodded.
He began to hover and I latched on to the hook.
We watch the Bf-109's fly by and then followed. The ride was bumpy, but at least I wouldn't be demoted.
My VTOL Pilot radioed in, "Hey do me a favor, I feel like someone's following us, can you check behind us".
"I guess" I said exasperated. I quickly lost that feeling. "Hey, did you say thought someone was following us"?
"Yea"
"You're wrong, several are following us"
"Oh o- wait what"
Sure enough 5 Yak-9's were following us.
I radioed the Bf-109s "Hey we got yak's on our tail"
"Are you serious"?
"Yes!"
They banked off and turned around
My pilot radioed me, "Hey shoot at 'em"
I didn't see an alternative, we were close to the portal. I opened fire. My lazer were inaccurate, but it got a few to turn back and Dogfight the Bf-109s. Except for one.
We passed through the portal and I took a breath and turned around. I suddenly heard shells hitting the top of our VTOL. I also started seeing tracers flying overhead.
I had to turn around and start firing again.
(Line break-POV change- Ivan)
I am a Yak pilot, shooting down planes is what I do. It is not personal, it is not a grudge, nor is it pride.
I shoot down planes to feed my daughter Masha. This VTOL pilot probably has family too, But I must worry about mine before I worry about his.
SO I shoot, and I shoot, all for my little girl to eat. I dodge and I dodge for her to grow. I look at my picture of her, I keep it stabilized on my plane so that I never forget what I fight for. I remember when We first took the picture, she and I were at carnival, we stood in front of fairs wheel to show mother what we rode. She was so young back then; she clutched my leg and had huge grin on face.
I do another loop to throw the gunner's aim off. I start firing again at the VTOL. I turn the right a bit, and his right burst into flames. Then I feel a pain in my shoulder. The gunner hit my good. Then another shot hits, and another, and my plane shudder. I stare into the burning front of my plane. My picture had huge crack down the middle. It was between me and Masha.
I know what fate is saying. I will accept its wishes, for I was lucky enough to survive the great war 500 years ago. Fate has spared me once, I doesn't owe me anymore. I look up and I know time is short so I say, "Masha, be stronk, your papa is in a better place". And I feel the heat wash over me, as I go to be greeted by her mother.
(Line break PoV change- Gustav)
We were going down fast the VTOL's controls were busted by the looks of thing, but my pilot was stubborn. Our tail started to rise and our nose started to fall.
I radioed him , "Eject, you can fix her"
"I will down with this plane if I must" He radioed back
Then we flipped over….right as a portal opened up. I knew time had changed because it was suddenly night. We were over some sort of city, it had a big clock tower….what was it called….Big Ben. Our VTOL was going to crash land on a building.
But somehow that glorious bastard actually stabilized the plane enough for me to do an emergency landing. I let go and rolled across the roof of this building…right into a blue sniper wielding woman.
Ending AN: SO I thought I'd get started since there was no new over watch fanfics posted today. And I thought I had a decent plot.
For the record Gustav is always speaking German, that will be important next chapter.
Also, if you have any questions or comments, review and I''ll answer them the next chapter I post.