Civilization Albion
Chapter 3
Albion, Plotsmouth – Some huge, random building further in the city
06:28 AM – September 20th – 2074
"Brothers and sisters! Friends and Family! Today, thanks to the unknowing help from the so-called 'Allied Armies', we have the chance to liberate our glorious city from the hands of the Reconquista!" She yelled out to the crowd, pacing slightly
The crowd's excitement was contagious – once one of them started, the others couldn't stop, until she put her hand up for silence
"The fight may be a long one, and many of us may die, but in the process, all of us will go down in history as the ones that started the fight against the Reconquista! So, I ask of you this: Mage or 'Commoner', Wealthy or Poor, I ask you to stand up to your beliefs and fight for freedom! For there to be no more class separation based on ability! For a truly free Albion!"
The crowd roared as the rebels raised their muskets and various other weapons into the air, chanting their leaders name "Jane! Jane! Jane!"
She smirked devilishly before looking to a large grandfather clock in the corner of the huge building "It's time! Pile out the doors and take back what is rightfully ours!"
To this the huge huddle of people piled out of the building as the sound of muskets going off and a variety of magical spells being cast filled the air.
Jane grabbed her own musket from a nearby table before running to the door herself, not a hint of fear gracing her face, but rather a look of utter determination
'Albion', 'Plotsmouth' – In the air in a Havoc
06:35 AM – September 20th – 2074
Up in the air, hovering at around 800ft, was the Requiem's Havoc attack helicopter, watching down upon the city. Both the pilot and the gunner were looking down in surprise as a huge army of civilians engaged the Reconquista, as they were called, from all angles
The Reconquista was clearly caught by surprise and in a state of disarray, as their line broke to the numbers and sheer firepower
"Jack, Contact HQ and let them know about this, I'll get us in position to attack" The pilot said
"But we need to refuel soon…" Jack whined, not wanting to fight on such low fuel
"I'd rather assist a rebellion than land and refuel while it's slowly decimated by bloody magic" The pilot scowled to the gunner, a look of determination under his flight helmet
"Fine…" Jack mumbled, reaching for the radio and switching frequency
Albion, Plotsmouth – Out in the streets
06:34 AM – September 20th – 2074
The rebels, adrenaline coursing through their veins, had taken out one of the defensive lines set up in the street against the foreign invaders that they had not dared to go near. While the rest of the rebels rushed towards the buffer line behind the front, the distinct chopping sound made by the demon from yesterday was becoming much louder and much more apparent to the rebels
Some commoner members of the buffer line dropped their muskets and ran from the oncoming horde and demon, only to be hit by a string of lightning bolts from some of the mages.
Jane, walking slowly behind the horde with her eyes to the sky surveyed the demon carefully, watching its every move. It flew straight past them and came immediately under fire from Reconquista mages, where it then swung around to face the buffer line and simply hovered, still being fired upon but tanking the dot and line class attacks easily
After a golem threw a piece of the pavement at the demon, it unleashed hell upon the line – streaks of fire launched from it and smashed into the ground, tearing it apart all while a constant buzz was heard as rounds akin to those shot out of a musket landed rapidly, decimating those that survived the streaks.
She grinned devilishly as she watched the Demon that appeared to be aligned with the foreigners fly off to the next barricade and repeating the action, before flying back towards the Foreign lines
"Friends! The foreigners from beyond have assisted us as a sign of good will! With this knowledge in our hearts and souls, let us cleanse this city from the Reconquista filth with a new, great and noble ally riding by our sides! For freedom!" Jane shouted at the top of her lungs as the rebels regained their vigour, charging forward once more
Maybe an alliance with the foreigners was possible after all…
Albion, Plotsmouth – Aboard the Requiem Knell
07:24 AM – September 20th – 2074
A slightly ticked off Alexi sat down on his chair, reading through the reports of abuse and neglect to the citizens, sighing deeply – It was the same all around the city's poorer sections – starvation, poverty, homelessness and a severe lack of healthcare while the rich areas had the exact opposite.
He knew from experience that while the combined militaries of the four nations aboard was very effective, their combined political stances created a hell only the most insane politicians would dare venture to – A compromise would have to be made regarding making a new government.
An earlier report had stated that a rebel force, with our assistance, had taken out at-least four lines before deciding to hold their ground, with their leader set to come up and chat later.
The Venetians took the initiative on giving out food and medical care to those injured or starving, the Americans cleared buildings and captured stragglers, the English convinced some enemy forces to surrender all while what ground forces he had available had assisted the rebels in taking those four lines.
Average casualty count for our combined forces would be staggeringly low if it weren't for the rebel's blind, reckless charge into enemy lines, armed or not – They lost at least 650 men, with much more injured compared to our loss of two guys and 83 injuries.
While he was mulling over these facts in silence, the door opened abruptly, and Albina walked on in like she owned the place, as per usual – like nothing had changed. "So, what's the news from the front?" She asked despite already knowing
Alexi rolled his eyes "We're doing well on all sides, but we need to give that rebel leader a stern talking to regarding tactics with guns" he scowled
Albina raised an eyebrow "Why are you so ticked off? We're winning! This is a good thing!"
Alexi growled threateningly "Out there, right now, is a clueless rebel commander ordering his or her men and women to charge into enemy lines with their guns held high – If the enemy just had swords, I wouldn't have given a single shit, but they have magic and guns"
He stood up with closed eyes and let out a breath "I'm going for a walk around the first line we took – check up on everyone. If I hear that the rebel co. decided to charge again, I will personally find him/her and slap him/her for each one of his/her men that died"
Albina simply stood there in shock, before blinking and putting on a serious face "Yes sir" she saluted as Alexi walked out of the office door.
She locked the door behind him, leaving herself in the office, grinning slightly "After all these years you never changed once…" she muttered to herself, taking pictures of the documents on the desk with her phone
"…and I'm glad you didn't" she smiled – reports and ideas of creating an independent state with Russian equipment, with evidence, made perfect blackmail after all.
Albion, Plotsmouth – Aboard the foreign battleship
03:45 PM – September 20th – 2074
"Look here mister. Those men out there didn't get much training – they joined, got a gun and agreed to help me take down the bastards occupying this city" Jean seethed, attempting to remain as calm as her own lieutenant
She began pacing back and forth in front of the desk where this foreign 'leader' sat, hes own Lieutenant simply standing still with her own bored expression "None of us were trained to fight or command large groups of soldiers with dishonourable muskets – none of us. We only attacked because you began taking the city"
"This does not excuse the fact that YOU" He stood up once more, pointing a finger at her "ORDERED INNOCENT MEN AND WOMEN TO CHARGE TO THEIR DEATHS DESPITE KNOWING HOW MUCH FUCKING DAMAGE MAGES CAN DO!" He roared, only to have His lieutenants hand on his shoulder
"Watch your temper there" was her only response, to which he sighed and sat down, putting a hand to his face
"If we're really to work together in a similar system to that of the other four countries for extended periods of time, you lot need training urgently, or this will never work – Unless your planning on simply ignoring us upon the city's inevitable capture"
"Agreed" The un-named lieutenant spoke, giving his two-cents
Her face contorted to that of restrained anger "We'll work together for now – no need to decide the future when the battle's not won"
The only response she got was a hum of approval from the man, to which she stormed out in a fit of rage, followed shortly by an overly calm lieutenant
Alexi let out a sigh of relief as they left, leaning back into his chair while Albina looked intently at her phone, still acting the same as she did before they arrived here, wherever here was.
A/N: What's this? A chapter? Heresey! Everyone knows Panzerkampfwagen1944 fails to upload chapters! WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THE REAL PANZER!
Just joking, but in all seriousness, sorry for the delay as usual – Second set of mocks coming up, followed by actual exams later, so I'm studying like crazy. As per-usual, you are encouraged to leave a review, and point out any mistakes to me through PM.
Review Responses:
ChocolateTeapot: Thanks for spotting out that initial spelling error, and I agree that this does need polishing – but I simply don't have the time to manage stories, revise AND polish said stories.
3697014: Glad to hear it!
GREAT CELESTIAL-DRAGON: Good to hear! I hope I can keep that interest for as long as possible.
New Universe Returns: From what I saw when I looked up the timeline, the Reconquista had already taken full control by the time Louise was in school with Saito… But, as this is an AU fic, some strings could be pulled to make something similar happen in the future.
Although, Louise living aboard the Requiem would be a no-go, considering it's essentially a flying space-battleship that's going to be constantly in use throughout the story, mostly for military matters.
This story includes references to the following games/animes that I, in no way at all, own:
Team Fortress Two
Familiar of Zero
Civilization V
Portal Two
