Authors Note: Thanks for the feedback! Personally, last chapter was typed up, edited, and posted in a total of 4 or so hours (with many breaks in between). My goal is to average 1 chapter every 5 days or so.
Jahm: Thanks! That chapter was over 2,000 words, and usually that covers double the length my previous chapter did. I guess spaced out dialog with my other stories lengthens chapters quite a bit. :/
Verifiaman: I like to think so. But the dozens of other anime and video games following the same example say otherwise.
Pyromania101: When writing that part, I was a bit unsure whether they were Russia, U.S.S.R., or Soviet Union at the time. I told myself after I was done I'd Google it. You can see how well I did at remembering that.
Yapay the master elite: Likewise, I only got interested in Bleach during the Arrancar arc, then immediately lost interest. On a side note, I just noticed you have a grunt's name and an elite's rank. How'd that happen?
First Strike
'Romania was a beautiful sight at night. The cities were illuminated, the many preserved and famous castles stood tall, and the sky was black and filled with stars. It's almost a shame it is very likely to turn into a battlefield' Veltro thought wistfully.
Creeping through the forest were arguably the 3 most dangerous humans alive. They were all armed to the teeth, wearing all black armor, and one of them was wearing a hood over his helmet for personal preference. Wesker wasn't wearing a helmet at all and instead opted for Black sunglasses.
"Sentry spotted" Grunted Yuri.
They were a quarter mile away from Dracula's castle. Circling his compound as guards were Ghouls. All of them were made from youki. Apparently Dracula firmly believed no human was worthy of being touched by a vampire much less receiving their blood. Rumor has it, he doesn't even drink human blood, he gets his supply from Ghouls and youki servants under his employ. Veltro himself didn't know whether to feel thankful or insulted at that tiny bit of info. Either way he would feel all the better when this bastard was dead. However the Ghouls needed to be dealt with first. Patrolling the east side of Dracula's mansion was an unidentifiable monster, made into a ghoul. It reminded Wesker of Baraka from Mortal Kombat, but without the bone sword arms.
Veltro, who was crouched beneath the bushes with his camo system activated, eased up from a crawl into a crouch, looking as if he was made from clear plastic. The outline of a thin blade darted out and back in his wrist without a sound. His augmentations made him exceptionally strong and fast, but until he was certain of his new limits, he wouldn't try to rely on them. In his long career of killing youki, he quickly learned many of the previous methods for killing humans was either ineffective or overkill, depending on the species. For example; a Lizardman's neck, due to their relationship with gators and crocodiles, was a lot stiffer and thicker than a human neck. For ogres, getting stabbed in the heart wasn't immediately lethal, due to just how massive the heart had to be to support such a large body. With his augmented strength, he imagined many of the stealth kills he couldn't perform before were open now, but he wouldn't risk it. Especially on a high risk mission like this, he wouldn't. His wrist blades would need a thorough cleaning and sharpening by the end of this operation.
The Ghoul was hardly aware of anything. He was a guard, thought of by many as pointless. No one would be anywhere near dumb enough to attack a vampire in his home. No one would certainly dare to intrude on a vampire meeting unless they had a death wish. Dracula's house hold was no exception. The Ghouls were purely there as symbols of power and intimidation. 'How lame', the youki thought tiredly. 'I thought I'd be a powerful soldier in the strongest army in the world! I'd kill a few hundred humans here and there, build my own little empire, and live like a king!' The ghoul started bitterly. 'But no. I'm pacing back and forth in front of a wall, with my power being put to waste! I should-
"-umph!"
A fist launched out and punched him in the throat.
Before his hands could come up to protect him, a second hand was placed over his heart. Something sharp shot out from the wrist and stabbed through his chest, piercing his heart. The last thing the Ghoul saw was a hooded helmet staring down at him coldly.
Veltro stared at the slumped over body in his arms for a second. He had killed a ghoul before. It died to overconfidence, forgetting that no matter how physically powerful, it wasn't bulletproof. Monsters had an odd tendency to brag about their superiority to their enemies, especially humans. The PWCD operatives never complained about this however, seeing as this made it laughably easy to shoot the target in the head mid-sentence, and be done with it. That ghoul was different than this one in appearance though. It had animalistic features such as elongated teeth that shouldn't even fit inside a mouth that size, and slits for retinas. Besides that though, it looked every bit like a human. It was probably due to whatever youki this thing was before he received vampire blood, but somehow this one was just…off. Veltro shook it off. They died just as easily and as far as he was concerned, any differences beside that shouldn't bother him.
"Sentry down" Veltro relayed to his allies
"Good. Get inside and set up a shot. Be ready to intercept him at any escape route." Wesker replied.
"What of you?"
"I'll scale the wall and see if I can get a decent vintage point from outside the castle. Yuri will do the same on the opposite side."
Veltro winked his light at Wesker and re-engaged his stealth system, Wesker and Yuri following his example. Veltro stopped in front of the door and watched for anything on his motion-tracker to indicate someone was in the room ahead. When 2 blips came up, he frowned. Unlike humans, youki could heard a flash bang go off from 2 rooms away, eliminating the textbook response to this situation. With his heightened reflexes however, he figured he could reliably shoot both creatures before they could respond. Bracing himself, he elbowed the door open while his other hand drew his silenced Uzi. 2 Ghouls, who had been arguing over something nearly to the point of blows, turned to see a door slam open. 2 muffled burst and they both crumpled to the ground, their faces riddled with bullet holes. Veltro didn't give the self-proclaimed "invincible" monsters a second glance.
Wesker had worked his way up to the roof. To his disdain however, the only view into Dracula's main hall, where the party was being held, was a window with moonlight beaming through. Camo cloaking or not, someones bound to notice the man shaped shadow on the dinning room floor, and look up at the window. Instead, he went to each window, being careful to not cross in front of one. He looked at each window and traced it to the spot that it illuminated. One window's light beamed directly into a support beam, which no one would see his shadow on from this angle. It was a bit of an awkward angle, but he could see Dracula well enough. The Vampire in question happened to be giving a speech to his guests. Removing his Barrette from his back, he radioed in.
"This is Wesker. I'm in position." Wesker lined his shot up. At this angle, if Dracula took 2 steps to the left, he'd be out of his line of sight due to the window's size. He would have to reposition, or hope the Vampire walks back.
"This is Veltro. I've cleared the back of the mansion of Ghouls. You'll be pleased to hear our augmentations make snapping a Ghoul's neck, and by extension a vampire's neck, possible." He giddily continued. "I'm fairly certain that I can kill any vampire in here with my bare hands, provided I can dodge fast enough."
"Don't deviate from the mission Veltro. We pull the trigger, and leave while everyone is in chaos. Avoid unnecessary conflict."
"This is Yuri. I have vampire in my sights for Clear shot. Queue to fire?" The Russian grunted.
"I've got a clear shot at the back of this bastards head" Veltro stated. "Fire on my mark: 3, 2, 1…"
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"Vampires, as you know, we are shamed. We are the most powerful creatures on this planet; no youki would dare oppose us. We were once the most feared. The simple mention of us would make the world tremble. But now look at us. We live like cowards! We hide from the weakest most miserable things on this planet." Dracula's face contorted, as if he had tasted something rotten. "We conform to those, not only weaker than us, but the weakest of the weak! Humans! We rule the youki with an iron fist, but even we are reduced to this charade of pretending to be something we're not. We cannot continue like this. We can't hide, and we will not hide from such an inferior species. We will claim what is rightfully ours! We'll have dominion of the world, with humans at their rightful place; kissing the heels of the lowest youki's foot…if we happen to feel merciful." A loud applause of clapping followed from the Vampires, evil smiles, or impatience at not already killing written all over their faces.
"But we are not ready yet. At our current numbers they'll simply bury us in bodies like the swarm of insects they a-"
BOOOM!
BOOOM! BOOOM!
Silence rained across the Mansion.
Dracula's head and upper torso had disappeared in a mist of blood. A millisecond later the rest of his body had exploded in a similar matter. Not even a full finger was left to hit the ground, just bloody ribbons. Only a single sound reverberated across the halls. A spent shell casing clattered to the ground. While it may have not been noticed by most in a human crowd, the heightened hearing of vampires and ghouls alike had alerted them to what had happened.
Dracula, the mightiest and most inspiring monster to live, had been murdered in the most cowardly way a vampire could possibly be killed by.
A gun.
The Ghouls and a few enraged Vampires sprinted in the direction they heard the shell casing drop while others turned at the sound of glass shattering on contact with the ground. Holes were made in both mirrors, meaning the shots had come from 3 different directions. Of course only someone who had stayed still and took in every detail calmly could come to that conclusion. With the exception of a single family of vampires, everyone or everything had gone off to pursue the killers of the Great revolutionary in whatever direction they first noticed. It just so happened that the last name of this family was Akashiya.
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Veltro was sprinting faster than he ever had in his life. He was thankful that he had taken the time to remember the shortest way back outside beforehand. Coming to the door where the 2 Ghouls from earlier still laid, he sprinted outside. And he immediately regretted it. 5 Ghouls were approaching the entrance after having heard the shots. He doubted he could evade them, and still make it back to evac. So he had to go through them. Whipping out his silenced Uzi without breaking stride, he sprayed the Ghouls in front of them while they charged madly. All of them took hits but only 2 fell to lucky hits. The rest didn't notice. He continued to sprint forward, firing his M19112 with his other hand and killing another. Without his arms pumping, he slowed from an 50 mph sprint to a controlled 30mph run.
The first Ghoul came into striking range and swung wildly. Veltro saw the world come to a crawl. The punch was coming at a laughably slow pace. He leaned back, just out of the arc of the punch, and brought his side arm and Uzi to bear. The Ghoul hadn't even realized it missed when an Uzi and a M19112 emptied into the side of his head. The second Ghoul came and swung a left hook wildly. Veltro ducked under the swing and kicked out the back of its knee, forcing it to the ground. He managed to open his mouth in surprise before a single shot discharged into the back of his head. Firing the last of his clips into the 12 or so Vampires and Ghouls tailing him, he placed both in their holsters before continuing to sprint. He was tempted to fire his barrette at his attackers from the hip, but knew that while he was indeed faster, he wasn't that much faster.
"This is Veltro. I'm being tailed! I need assistance." Veltro requested. Avoid unnecessary conflict huh
"Join the club. We all are. A UAV has set up a NAV marker at my request. Rendezvous there and we'll call fire support." Wesker informed before cutting the link.
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To always have the physical disadvantage against a genocidal and arrogant enemy was frustrating. To have the strength and speed advantage given to you, then thrust in the middle of a forest with half a dozen of such enemies was to him, sweet, sweet revenge. A ghoul ran at him with a powered overhead punch. Using his new found strength, he blocked the punch by placing his right forearm in the path of the ghoul's wrist, stopping the punch cold. The Ghoul blinked in surprise.
It was no secret to trained fighters that located at your wrist was a pressure point. By hitting it hard enough, you could stop all motion in the fist and forearm. If used correctly, a child could stop the punch of a grown man by counter punching at the wrist. A well enough trained fighter could stand up to someone twice their size by being fast enough to hit those spots whenever their opponent threw a punch.
It just so happens that Yuri, an ex-spetz-naz, was taught that particular skill.
The angry russian responded with a swift and hard left upper cut to the solar plexus and a right hook across the face. He grabbed the monster by the back hem of its pants and its collar, lifted it of the ground upside down and slammed it down head first. Science and gravity took their toll and the ghoul's neck broke on contact with the ground. It didn't get back up.
The other Ghouls stopped, not expecting a creature with literally no yoki power to kill one of their own so easily. Yuri looked around and wished he wasn't wearing a helmet, just so he could spit. They were cowards in his eyes. They call humans who fight stronger enemies than themselves across the world, weak; but when an enemy proves to be stronger than anticipated they shy away? He doesn't give them a chance to regroup. Picking out the one vampire in the group, the only creature without a tattoo like mark on its neck, he fires at it with his barrette as if he were firing an assault rifle. The shot impacts against the vampire's chest blowing out his entire torso. A head and a pile of limbs fall into a pile where an S-class youki once stood. With machine-like efficiency he repeated this 2 more times to the closest ghouls in his vicinity. By the time the 3rd body hit the ground, the other ghouls had just began to charge. Inconvenienced, he dropped the now spent rifle to the ground and fired his Uzi and M19112 in each hand, killing 2 before his sniper had touched the ground. The last Ghoul came up behind him and tried to run him through with a youki powered, clawed hand. He took a backwards step to the right, out of the claws path, and drove his forearm into its throat as it was passing by him, close lining the ghoul. He pointed his Uzi down and held trigger until the clicked was empty. A quick reload and retrieval on all his weapons and he was on his way.
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In a tree, a Vampire nearby grimaced.
Her name was Akuha Akashiya. Her father had sent her to secretly observe the assassins, guessing they would more than likely escape. However, neither she nor her father ever imagined they'd shoot their way out. She glared at the being that had just murdered 6 S-class youki, one being a Vampire, and an ally of their family. It was a human, she was certain, but she refused to believe it. Humans were the weakest creatures on the earth. It was only due to the invention of guns that any one human could possibly pose a threat to a Vampire or Ghoul. This one had killed 6, which guns or not, shouldn't have been possible. He moved at an even faster speed than a werewolf, who was the uncontested fastest creature on earth. It blocked a Ghoul's punch which only another S-class monster could do. But despite that, it could only be a human. It had absolutely no daemonic aura, something even the lowest goblin and gremlin had a trace of. It wore armor that only a human would wear. It was armed with cowardly guns that only a cowardly human would carry in such a large supply. She frowned and decided to follow it. If it was indeed a human, she'd knock it out and question it. And once she had everything she wanted she would kill him as slowly and painfully as possible.
So caught up was she in her leering that she never noticed her attacker until it was too late. A hand wrapped around her throat and hurled her off the tree branch and into an adjacent tree, cracking the trunk. She winced but otherwise was unaffected. Looking up she saw a second human outfitted like the first but wearing shades rather than a full head covering helmet. She narrowed her eyes, in anger, indigence, and hatred. All of which relating to the fact she had just been assaulted by an inferior human.
'HOW DARE HE!' She yelled in her mind.
Seeing red, she began to charge. Baring her fangs, she took the first few steps in her building charge but suddenly saw black. She opened her eyes and discovered why. She had been blindsided by the helmeted human with a vicious rifle butt, who she knew for a fact was 150 meters away just a few seconds ago.
"How are you humans able to do this?" She barked, frustrated at the 2 lesser beings. That rifle butt had actually dislocated her jaw, an impossible feat for any human. She felt her healing powers already mending the wound.
Ignoring her, Yuri leveled his barrette at her and pulled the trigger. Immediately acting on her training at the site of the gun, she went intangible, letting bullets pass straight through her. The high powered 50. Caliber bullet passed right through her and blew out a chunk of the tree she was in front of. Yuri was dumbstruck. He hadn't missed, of that there was no doubt, yet there she stood without a even a grazing to show. Taking advantage of his confusion, Akuha charged the human, aiming a strike at his heart. He quickly recovered from the shock and used his Barrette 50 Cal. to try to make the strike glance off. Rather than that happening though, her fingers punched through the steel of the gun. Seeing his adapted shield being penetrated, he forced the gun to the left, taking Akuha's hand and momentum with it. Seeing how open her torso area was, Yuri rammed his left knee into her gut. Akuha grunted in pain, as she staggered back, the high powered sniper rifle slipping off her hand. A plated hand wrapped around her left wrist and spun her around to face the helmet-less human, who hooked her across the face, upper cutted her, and gave a straight kick to her gut. Before she could fall back, he grabbed both her wrist. He then fell flat on his back, bringing her with him, and planted both his feet firmly into her chest shooting her 29ft into the air. Akuha recovered while still airborne, and positioned herself to land on her feet. Before she came down however, a knife imbedded itself into her chest, barely missing her heart. She fell on her back and looked up.
The humans had learned the trick to certain S-class monsters. They could use their powers to solidify themselves against attacks, but they couldn't change their body make up. This meant a single punch would hurt them just as badly as it would a normal person. The vampire would just heal from it and dull the pain a lot quicker. If I vampire was hit fast and hard enough, they wouldn't have the time to adjust properly to the on slot of attacks. Werewolves used to be the only species privy to that secret, but now PWCD special forces would have to be added to that list.
There stood another helmeted human, this one wearing a hood. She grimaced. She was certain in a pitch fight she could win but they were using hit and run tactics. Every charge she attempted, a human would intercept her. For all her speed however, she couldn't move fast enough to block. Now there were three of them. Tearing out the knife imbedded in her left breast, she turned and ran, activating her incorporeal powers. She heard gunshots and felt bullets pass through her, but didn't dare stop sprinting. She could only hold on to her intangibility like this for so long. If she wasted a single second in getting out of their range, and lost hold of her technique, she'd be skewered by the amount of bullets. She was far out of sight of even their augmented vision when they finally stopped firing.
"What was the hold up? It was just a single vampire." Veltro, never took so much pleasure in speaking down about Vampires in his life. The knowledge that he was so much more skilled that killing one was hardly an issue, felt empowering to him.
"She had strange capabilities. She passes through solid objects at will, including bullets." Yuri walked over and held up his barrette, which was sporting 5 gouges and palm print connecting the holes together. It was clearly useless now. Yuri ejected the magazine as well as all his reloads for the weapon, handing them over to Veltro and Wesker for their use. They both gladly accepted the ammunition. Wesker, placed a hand to his ear and began to call for evac.
"Veltro, how did you and Wesker escape?" Yuri asked.
"I dived into a shallow river. My helmet was air tight so I could hide under water while the monsters circled the river. Then I activated my camo system to creep past them." Veltro paused. "I think Wesker just shot all his pursuers."
The man in question didn't even acknowledge them as he finished up his conversation.
"Alright Evac is on the way. The Marauder gunship is circling for targets. After we leave, it's been given clearance to turn this entire area into a crater afterward. Let's hide and lay low until pick up." Wesker announced.
Suddenly a twig snapping was heard.
2 Uzi's and a M19112 were trained on the intruder.
There stood a vampire in a loud pink dress that starkly stood out in the forest. Her hands were raised in the universal gesture for "I surrender". Veltro and Wesker glanced at each other, conveying their suspicion perfectly. A vampire that surrendered was like a fish that willingly jumped onto a fisherman's boat, with full knowledge of what that fisherman would do to the fish. Yuri stood stone faced and glaring.
"Humans please lower your weapons. I mean you no harm." She spoke in Japanese, which none of the augments spoke fluently. Rather than stating it with confidence or demanding, she said it in a soft, yet determined voice. She took a step forward and Yuri fired a warning shot an inch short of her foot. She flinched, but didn't change her facial expression.
"Why I shouldn't kill you, vampire?" Yuri spoke in flawed Japanese, in response to her language.
"I mean you no harm Humans" She repeated in English, seeing they didn't speak Japanese well, hoping the English letters on their clothes meant they were fluent in it. "I came to apologize on behalf of my daughter; she was only to observe you, nothing more. I also came to thank you." Yuri, Veltro, and Wesker all gave each other odd glances. "Contrary to what you think, not all Vampires hate humans. I along with my allies, were prepared to fight Dracula. His attack would've caused much suffering for all."
"If you're thanking us for killing that genocidal bastard Dracula, than your welcome. But you still didn't answer my first question." Yuri raised his Uzi to eye level. The Vampire's eye's widened. She had thought that the knowledge that they both wanted the same thing would build a bridge. Didn't the humans themselves say 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend?' Quickly deciding on her next words, she spoke swiftly. Even as powerful as she was, she couldn't regenerate from a bullet to the forehead. She hated guns, but for a different reason. Vampires hated them because they eliminated the need for fighting ability, something vampires prided themselves on. Guns weren't affectionately named by the humans as 'the equalizer among men' for no reason. She hated them because they only caused destruction and death, regardless of the target. You could fight for a good cause and not have to kill or even hurt anybody. Killing and maiming was all a firearm could accomplish.
"You shouldn't shoot me because me and my allies have been defending humanity where they couldn't themselves for the past 50 years." Veltro raised an eyebrow.
"PWCD has been fighting your kind for 90 years in defense of humanity, across entire planet. We didn't need help then. We don't need help now." Yuri growled, though his flawed English took away from the threat. Wesker put a hand on his arm, managing to glare through a pair of sunglasses. Yuri scowled beneath his helmet and lowered the sub-machine gun.
A helicopter was heard approaching.
Turning to see it land, Wesker turned and nodded toward the Vampire, before heading toward the landed helicopter. He motioned for Yuri and Veltro to follow him along to their ride home. Yuri gave a last withering glare at the monster, and turned away. The Vampire called to him.
"I hope we can be friends in the future, human!" She stated bubbly waving to him. Yuri, taking it as an insult, called back.
"Bite me."
"Really?" Yuri face-palmed, forgetting that the insult had different meaning for Vampires. He continued without a word, eager to get away from this place.
Veltro felt it prudent to give the only friendly monster he ever met a heads up before leaving.
"You may want to take your family and leave, vampire. A gunship will begin bombing this place once we have cleared the area."
"Thank you. And please, call me Akasha." She stated before turning to leave. Veltro stood and admired her rather feminine curves before turning to leave. He shook his head in idiocy. Everyone knew that, monster women have a system of attacking and often trying to eat their men before accepting them. On top of that, with the exception of a few species, they were all horribly disfigured monsters simply using a human appearance. The constant reminder of this fact is what kept the more hormonal men, and sometimes women, away from the seemingly friendly fish women and succubi.
He hoped that an unfortunate boy never caught the attention of multiple monster women at once. Who knew what consequences would come of that?
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2000 November 6th undisclosed location.
The President of the PWCD was pleased to say the least.
He had received a detailed report from the mission as well as video footage. Before now, the very act of hunting a vampire was time consuming and costly. On average, for every S-class hunter killer mission, it was estimated that 5 out of every 8 would die in combat. With the invention of Turtle shell armor, that ratio became 1.5-2 out of every 8.
'Now all that will change' he thought happily.
He expected at best for the 3 men to kill Dracula and escape with 1 or 2 casualties. What he read however was that they had succeeded in killing a total 24 S-class monsters, not counting Dracula himself, and taking not a scratch in return. They had even discovered a vampire with unnatural intangibility powers and driven it back with ease. Oh he felt like a little boy on Christmas day!
The last bit of information replaced that mirth with a suspicious scowl. There were monsters that defended humanity? He shrugged it off. They would've run into such a group by now if that were case. To their credit, however, the area they operated in, a number estimate, and the fact they only responded to imminent threats to humanity all added to validity of this "Akasha's" story.
It all mattered little in the long run. Brain and body augmentations were being distributed, a full power armor system was being produced (which was estimated to be complete in 2 years), and at an estimate of 5,000 men and women in the PWCD armed forces, the defense of humanity would no longer be a question of if they were capable, but how fast they were able to get there.
He glanced at the other reports he had missed in his excitement to read the augment mission report and gave one in particular an odd look.
Invisible monsters in Karakura?
"Why does weird shit always happen in Japan?"
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Authors note: I'd like everyone to know who the first 3 augments (and certainly not the last) were based off of. As well as what a lot these ideas came from.
James Wesker- Albert Wesker from "Resident Evil 5"
Veltro Sojay- Vector from "Resident Evil: Operation Raccoon City"
Yuri Boyka- Yuri Boyka from the "Undisputed" movie series.
Turtle Shell armor- A segment in the show future weapons talking about a suit of power armor estimated to be complete by around 2020 or so. I figured an organization getting worldwide tech access and plenty in economic support would shave a few decades off that time.
I planned for the hollows to come in far later, but realized that if I waited 5 or 6 chapters before bleach was even mentioned, I'd lose the attention of the Bleach fan base entirely. And before I get my head ripped off over how pathetically weak I'm making Ghouls and Vampires, understand that no one in the RV series has ever been fast enough to dodge bullets after they were fired. A werewolf with a shotgun would've wasted anything he came across but because anime like to have unrealistically drawn out fights, everyone seemingly miraculously survived deadly wounds, or happened to destroy/mitigate/counter anything that would quickly end a fight. Since plot devices don't apply here, no one is going to survive a shot to the head or pull a one-time trick out of their ass to save them from certain death. Akuha may be an annoying character, but after years of tangling with Mafias and gangs, she respects what a gun can do and has a skill she can use to evade it, hence the only reason she survived. The humans always fight while avoiding getting hit. Turtle shell armor is resilient, but punches that snap trees like twigs aren't something to be trifled with.
Hollow fights are entirely different. The Gillians and a few normal hollows have bulletproof bodies by nature. As such, the call of duty-esque methods won't work on them. Not to mention a small menos would likely beat the strongest of vampires with their own leg. Against arrancar and hollows, humans have to resort to real dirty fighting, such as busting out an arrancar's eardrums, knives through the eye, placing high-explosives inside a hollow hole and so on. And if you haven't figured out be now, yes I'm thinking really hard how to put a hollow/arrancar and a rietsu-less human on even ground. Expect a lot of cheap shots, and fight-scenes that make you wince in this fic.