I'd like to thank all of those who have taken the time to read my story, so thank you! Not too much to say here, mostly we'll get an idea of co-ed culture as well as tank line-ups and other stuff. We'll be getting into tank action probably in the forth or fifth chapters, so don't worry, we'll be getting some action soon. I've already began work on chapter three, so it shouldn't be too long before it's out.
For my Pokemon Pentium reader's, don't worry, the third chapter is coming along rather nicely and should be ready in a couple of days or so.
For my readers in other fanfoms, I'll be focusing on my Chronicles of Blazeleaf, dawn of a new flame (Warriors) and my Blazing Flash (Sword art online) Fanfictions once I get Pokemon Pentium and Dual Alina finished. If I can, I will be posting one new chapter to Cronicles of Blazeleaf or Blazing fFash once per month, but my main focus will be on Pokemon Pentium, and Dual Alina until at least one of them is completed.
Other than that, enjoy! Blazepanzer does not own Girls und Panzer.
Alina quietly walked beside Blaze, beginning to fell more comfortable with the notion that he might be another version of her, or perhaps this universe's version of her. Him, to be more precise, before he had been reincarnated as Alina.
"So, what tank do you drive?" She asked.
"A KV-1 L-ll," He replied. "Slow, but reliable, a decent tank." He paused, bring a finger to his chin briefly. "I think you're in the M-22," He added.
"M-22?" Alina asked, confused. She'd never heard of that tank before.
"It's an American light tank, not too many where produced, but since it's not a powerful tank, it doesn't fall under the JSRA's (Japan Sensado Regulation Agency) list of limited tanks," Hanoashi commented.
Blaze nodded. "It's not to be underestimated, though. Dispute it's weak armor it has good speed, a small size, and an outstanding gun for it's size. We even once took out a Panther with it once!"
"How?" Hanoashi asked, shocked.
"Well, it was a lucky shot, to be honest. The battle had came down to the M22 and the enemy's panther, and our guy was pretty stubborn. Somehow, he not only managed to detract the tank, but he also managed to make a shot right on the engine compartment just as the panther's crew had finished repairing the track."
"So basic he disabled the track and retreated to gain a better vantage point?" Alina asked,
"Yep!" Blaze smiled.
"Your forgetting that he disabled both tracks."
Alina turned around noticing the one handed girl approaching. "My name is Sachi," She continued. "You'd be Alina and Hanoashi, am I correct?"
Hanoashi and Alina nodded.
"I see, well, welcome to the Norvac co-ed Acadamy!"
"It's a pleasure to be here," Hanoashi smiled bowing gently.
Alina also copied the bow, followed soon by Sachi.
"No need to be too formal though," Sachi laughed briefly. She then turned to Hanoashi as she rose from her bow. "You're in the Panzer II H" She added.
"Isn't that an open topped vehicle?" Hanoashi gasped, surprised.
"CSD regulation roof mod. Oh, and CSD stands for Co-ed Sensado Department." Sachi explained.
"Oh, okay," Hanoashi mused before smiling. "The Panzer II H is one of my favorite tanks," She added.
Arriving in what appeared to be a war room, Alina sat down at her seat, noticing a model M-22 at her desk, along with a small notepad with various list, crew list, enemy schools along with known vehicles and such.
"Alright, now that we've all found our seats, we can begin," Acer remarked. "As you are aware, we have had some new students arriving as commanders, so I'll make this brief," He added.
Alina almost expected a bout of laughter like before, but she soon saw that everyone seemed to be more serious. Thankful that she herself didn't burst out laughing, she turned her attention to what he was saying.
"For starters, our tank selection will be the M-22, T-50, PZ- II H, A-13 MK II, P-40, M-4, Strumpanzer II, KV-1 L-ll, Crowmwell, and the T-14." All of the open topped tanks have the CSD Approved roof mod. Sadly This means we won't be facing against any all boys or all girls schools because of this."
Interesting, Alina thought to herself, though she became a bit alarmed by the news. Raising her hand, Acer nodded to her. "The tanks are as safe as the other leagues, right?" she asked nervously.
Acer nodded. "Safer actually, considering all tank destroyers and opened top tanks must have a telescopic sight for the commanders." He then cleared his throat. "Also, for future reference, we stand when we want to speak or ask a question in the war room."
"Oh, sorry sir," She squeaked.
"It's alright Alina, you just arrived at our academy. No one expects you to know all the nuances the moment you arrive," Acer soothed.
Alina nodded, feeling a bit better. I guess they do things differently, she noted.
"Alright then, onto the next manners." Acer moved on. "At the end of the month, we'll be facing the Eagle heights co-ed Academy. For clarification, their school aims to bring Latino culture, more specificity Mexican culture, to Japan. However, they use primarily American world war II tanks, mostly Shermans, M-22s, Stuarts', and M-18's, along with a few M-3 Lee's."
Alina was about to write this down before she noticed it was already down in her notebook.
"In two weeks time we'll have a school exchange week with the Romani Pax High school academy. If you are chosen, you will participate in their Sensado program as loyally as as you do ours and will not betray any secretes of either school to the other." He paused, looking at the first years somberly. "Sadly this will only apply to second year students or above, so you'll have to wait till next year, I'm afraid."
Sachi stood up. "Second years on the Sensa-do team," She amended "Most other clubs can send first years, but since we have to have our members pass their Sensado Safety Test before they can participate, we can't send our first years over."
"Quite right Sachi," Acer smiled as she sat down. "Still, there is the CSP drawing," He added.
Hushed whispered erupted from the newcomers but Acer just shrugged. "CSP technically stands for Christmas Servant Program, but in reality all it amounts to is a two week exchange program where a member of our academy is drawn at random, one for each school. Also, an additional member for each club hosting more than thirty members are drawn, and so seven of us from the Sensado program will also be chosen, one for each school."
Everyone sat down save Acer, who began to speak once again. "Alright, so a few rules. One, you may date any of the guys or girls in this school, and all parents have sighed a release allowing you to do so. You are, however, restricted from over the night dates, sharing of beds and showers, kissing, and sexual acts of any kind."
Everyone nodded, so he continued. "If you have a Fiancee or arranged marriage where all parties are satisfied, you may arrange for consent forms to be signed, which will allow you to share the same room and bed. Still no sharing of showers, sexual acts, or kissing."
"Attire should be the school uniform, sleepwear, footwear, socks, gym clothes, and club clothes, for those in a club."
Alina shook her head as she felt her eyes glaze over with boredom. Is he going to ramble on about the rules forever? She thought to himself.
"Now onto school specific rules."
We know all this Acer, why are you drilling this into our heads? Alina inwardly groaned.
"You are not, under any circumstances, to discuss the Anzio Girls Acadamy around Romina Pax Acadamy students or personnel," Acer continued.
Blinking, Alina realized that was something she hadn't known before. I wonder why Romina Pax doesn't like Anzio? She wondered briefly.
"Well, any questions?" Acer asked. When no one seemed to speak, he gave a quick dismissal. "Everything is written in your notebook, so be sure to take them with you and be sure to read them. Commander's meeting is every Wednesday after class, so be sure to arrive on time."
Alina rose up quickly Rikona and Hanoashi joining her. "So, what do you think?" Rikona asked.
Sighing, Alina chose her words carefully. "Well, I'm not too sure about the SCP, but I'd kinda like to be drawn for it," she admitted. "I'm also curious about the fact that Romina Pax doesn't seem to like Anzio very much," she added.
Hanoashi grunted a bit. "Seriously, everyone knows how Anzio started out supporting Romani Pax, then cut their support off once they realized a lot of female only funders withdrew their support of Anzio. As a result, a lot of the co-ed funders also withdrew their support, as well as others who wanted to support bringing Italian culture to Japan, but for both genders rather than just one."
So that's why Romani Pax seems to hate Anzio. I guess that also explains why Anzio is so underfunded, she realized.
"Some of the things Anzio said about boys after withdrawing their support where rather harsh. Same too, as Anzio has some interesting strategies. Then again, Anzio was asking for it."
Alina glanced at Rikona in surprise, but she then realized that if Anzio had said harsh things about Romina Pax, it added to the current situation.
"To be honest, it was rather brutal," A small brown haired girl joined in the conversation. "By the way, I'm Aacob, Alina's roommate by the sounds of the roster list."
"Nice to meet you Aacob," Alina bowed, her gesture returned by Aacob.
"Likewise, "Aacob smiled. "By the way, it's two A's, just in case you wanted to know."
"I see," Alina mused. She soon found herself standing in her new room, alone with Aacob.
"The silk shirt and skirt are your school uniform. Camo is Sensado uniform, and the one that looks like a commander's uniform is your Wednesday Dress uniform." Aacob commented.
"Commander's uniform?" Alina asked, puzzled.
Aacob nodded. "Yep! You get your own special uniform on Wednesday, from sunup to sundown." she beamed lightly, sounding rather excited. You'll learn more about it later tomorrow when we go over stuff like this. You know, reward systems, Ribbons, ranks, platoon formations, stuff like that. It's a bit like the American NJROPC program in a way."
"NJROTC?" Alina asked, confused.
Aacob just sighed. "Navy Junior Reserve Officer Training Corps." She began. "It's an American military program that trains American high school students for a possible career in the military, in their case, the Navy."
"So we're being trained in the same way?" Alina asked, confused.
"In a manner of speaking, yes and no." Aacoob corrected. "Our Sensado program is somewhat modeled after the NJROTC program, but you're not being trained for the navy, if that makes any sense."
"Oh, I see." Alina's eyes brightened with clarity. "Are all the Co-ed schools based around this?" She asked.
"Yep! Well, the ones offering Sensado and ship courses. Although those offering ship courses are considered separate programs entirely from the Sensado courses considering operating tanks is much different from operating tanks" Aacob paused for a brief moment. "Speaking of which, uniforms are mandatory during per-match and post match ceremony, so be prepared to change a lot during matches."
"Seems tiresome," Alina groaned.
"It is, but it's a good way to build disciple, or so I'm told." Aacob then let out a gusty sigh. "Onichan seems to think differently though," she groaned.
"Onichan?" She asked, confused."
"My twin brother, Acer. Though nobody knows how I got brown hair and eyes while he got black hair and green eyes." She explained. "He claims it's important and all, but I know he's filled with anger at having to put on the uniform twice during matches. Say's it's just yet another hassle the troops have to deal with during match days."
So even he finds it a drag, Alina thought. "What about Blaze?" Alina asked.
"Blaze? Why ask about his all of the sudden?" Aacob quipped.
" Ah...nothing!" Alina squeaked, thoroughly embarrassed that she would ask about Blaze's opinion out of the blue. Dude, why am I asking about his opinion, I don't even know him! Granted, he looks hoiw I used to look before being reborn and he seems to have had the same back problem I had, but that doesn't mean...
"Ya know, I'm starting to wonder about you and Blaze?" Aacob pressed farther, narrowing her eyes. "You in a relationship?" She accused.
"What...no!" Alina hollered, before blushing. "I mean, no, we just met."
Aacob began to look rather angry. "Okay, no need to bite my head off!" She yelled back, before looking down. "I'm sorry," she whispered, sounding quite apologetic.
"I'm sorry too," Alina said, meaning every word. Yeah, real stupid Alina!, she scolded herself. Not even one night and you and your roommate are yelling at each other.
"Friends?" Aacob spoke. Alina noticed her eyes looked hopeful.
"Sure!" Alina smiled, feeling relieved that Aacob was trying to be friendly,
"I'm glad," Aacob mused. "I am sorry though, sometimes I get a little loud at times."
Alina just nodded. "I think we all do at times," she soothed.
"It's an epidemic with me though," Aacob groaned. "I'm always shooting my mouth off or getting loud or something. Acer tells me to just calm down, and that helps sometimes, but..." she trailed off as the nighttime bell rang, "We should get to bed," she whispered.
Alina nodded, quickly changing to her sleepwear uniform. As she did Aacob seemed to whisper something.
"Everything alright?" she asked.
"Huh, oh, I'm alright, thanks," Aacob whispered. "You do surprise me though," she added.
"In a good way?"
Aacob shrugged. "You're my first roommate who's never commented on how much I look like Shino Asada."
"Don't know who that is," Alina admitted as she tucked herself into bed.
"Oh well," Aacob sighed.
"You sound a bit disappointed," Alina dared to ask.
Aacob just shrugged. "Not really, I do look a lot like her, though. A bit shorter and with brown hair instead of her black hair, but other than that a lot of people seem to enjoy comparing me to her. "
Is she popular?" Alina asked.
Aacob snorted. "No, she's only the best character form the best anime, Sword Art Online, season 2!" Aacob beamed. "She's kinda like my role model, to be honest."
"I'll have to watch it, then." Alina let out a small yawn before finding herself growing sleepy. "Goodnight Aacob," Alina whispered.
"Night." Aacob yawned.
Alina smiled. I think I'm going to enjoy this school, she mused as she fell under the comforting darkness of sleep.