Hey it's me again.
Yeah I know my story probably sucks. While I was posting my story I stumbled upon another bit of oregairu small compilations written by Watari Watari himself it is called My Youth Romantic Comedy ANOTHER. I currently found vol A,N,O,T,H,E…R Seems to be missing and H is damaged. If you don't believe me just search and you will find them out , things have turned out a bit different in this Universe.
Example of difference- After the marathon 8man was helped by Yui instead of yukino so there was not that ssssccne but there was no such scene with yui as well. Sorry went a bit overboard but its real anyone that doesn't believe me can PM or mail me and I can sent the site's URL.
BTW are there any good sites where I can get LN'S and Mangas in PDF format? Please write in reviews or PM me please because….
More sites = Faster updates. Yes seriously.
Anyway back to combat.
[AN HOUR BEFORE OPERATION JAVELIN STARTS]
[BASE CAMP YANKEE]
So here I am now sitting with a dozen other officers in the briefing room of the Command centre with a couple of captains, lieutenants and….
"Oh Come on, I bet the guy is just waiting for a cool moment to show up" Frank said without a care if someone heard him. Although a few did hear him and gave a couple of chuckles.
….Frank.
"Shut up" I must have said this about a million times by now.
"By the way Major…." My other subordinate Sergeant major Rico started. He was put under my command when this Clusterfuck of a war game happened.
"Hmm…" allowing him to continue.
"Why are we sitting nearly at the last…near the window?" he asked with an expression what gave off the impression of a man who was forcing himself to do something only because it was expected of him. Sounds like someone I know…and hate.
"I isnt that obvious" I said trying to get him to see my point. Before I could continue Frank cut in.
"Cause the General can't stand him" Frank said in a chirping voice.
….. I swear if this guy opens his mouth another time he is dead regardless of the consequences. The reason is that because it is a bit further I can observe all the other officers from many other militaries. This gives me lot about them, I am thankful to my uncle after all, I already knew how to read people but he taught me more so now I was far more manipulative and maybe a bit of manupulating others from my time in the Bravata. But still he was not wrong when…..
"Umm, Sir do you mind?" a voice suddenly broke me out of my thought process. I looked up to the source of the voice who was a blue eyed black haired fellow with the German flag sewn to his uniform but he didn't look like a foot trooper along with him was a black officer who was a marine. How do I know? Cause marines look intimidating wherever they are. The German was pointing to the two other vacant chairs that were unused at our table.
"By all means, help yourselves" I said. A German, a Marine a hater a loner and an otaku at the same table, things will be interesting.
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myselfCaptain Ralph Hansen, basically the guy in charge of the 5th German Armored division posted here.
"Captain Paul Jackson, 14th Marine Corps and the 3rd Infantry battalion in this place" the American said, while looking just as bored as….
"Man I am goanna miss Mekakabu city actors if he doesn't show up" moaned Frank.
"Its good that you missed it , that shit is worse than my sergeant's porn stash" like something that disgusted him the marine spoke like he knew a lot ….
UGH OH. This can only end well.
"Wait you also watch animes?" Frank asked excited.
"Hell yeah man ,I got a couple on my phone and a frigging lot of them on my laptop" The marine answered , his bored demeanor now completely vanishing leaving behind a childlike expression of having found a comrade in arms of his hobby. They started off to ramble in their own Otaku worlds.
"Blutiger nerds" The German exclaimed after watching them for a few seconds having gone from total strangers to best buds in a few seconds.
"Major Pierre Bezúkhov commander of the 13th Elites" I said while extending a hand towards the German, whose eyes went wide.
"Wait the same Capt Bezúkhov who led 23 specs operatives into the heart of the Ural mountains and caught the second in command of the Black marines alive while eliminating at least 200 men and 12 helicopters without losing a single man, which led to the total defeat of all hostiles in that area!" His eyes were now burning of admiration and respect.
"Oi, keep it down" I said trying to make him keep his calm. I was never the kind of person who liked attention and this was no exception. Especially after that operation, it was like me and my men had become legends, I mean that operation lasted a week and it ended with us being chased by….. Nearly every psycho in the Urals.
"Sir, on behalf of the men of Bundeswehr who were in Operation Tartar I salute you" he said while giving me a salute. "I lost many of my men in that conflict and that is the sad reason I have my current rank , you helped us avenge them and you are the Hero of that operation" he said while giving a sad smile.
"We all lost many comrades in that conflict, and got promoted to Major due to that op and probably the reason we are here". Seriously, as my team was a totally multinational team it sparked off a debate of how military could be better if they were a mixed bunch and carried superior weapons. Wait a minute he called me a hero didn't he, time to make him get away from me…. I don't need these kind of people who suck up to you.
"NO mate,…..I am not a hero. I am just a monster"
"Why is that Sir?"He asked.
"Without a doubt Major, You are a monster of Logic" Frank said like he was stating a fact.
"When was your first real combat situation when you killed someone Capt Ralph?" I asked him.
"24th May 2017, Against ISIS, Guy suddenly came out of a under constructed building and fired an RPG at our convoy. Blew up a Humvee killed 3 guys and I took aim and fired a HE into his position. Guy winded up as a can of spam with a grenade taped to it" The Capt said.
"Capt Paul?"
"A robbery in Maryland, the 3 taking a hostage I put 2 between one's eyes with a 9mm , and shot another in the leg and disarmed him, Swat took out the last " Paul said.
"Rico?"
"Ural, Operation Tartar, the attack on base Trotsky" he just said.
"Beirut , convoy under attack" Frank said.
"Mine was in 3RD year of High School Chiba, during an attempted assault on our school. 8 men assaulted, three shot, 1 disarmed and choked to death , 2 strangulated , knifed one and send the remaining in a coma in close quarter combat. All the while students were still present. Do you know how their eyes were when they saw how I … " the image of Yukinoshita's face at that moment when I was strangulating the 3rd gunman came into my mind and I shook my head to banish that person's image to the back of my mind and looked out of the window, knowing that shocked expression existed on the two Capt 's and Rico's face. Frank showed a neutral expression he having heard my adventures on time when we cleared a destroyed village and got drunk on the only remaining bottle of Vodka in the totally destroyed Pub.
"LOOK SHARP" A voice suddenly cut in the atmosphere. All of us stood up at attention and all of us looked towards the entrance and in came the person who we were waiting for and was late by 12 minutes.
Lieutenant General Flavius Valus, this idiot is the reason all of the officers and men here were present. Apparently this guy had the bright idea of proposing joint military war games in which a lot of countries would participate. Nobody had any major arguments however he proposed some things that caused a huge outrage. For starting the militaries would be mixed and matched like The German Tank division with the Russians and the officers would be mixed up. Most in the military hated the idea but there were some who welcomed it like some…..politicians who though it would be a good idea to remove stereotypes and improve diplomacy. Bloody bastards don't know a single thing about military. I it's not easy to stop the competition and tear down the walls. Take the marines as an Example they are divided into the East coast and the West coast marines who are constantly try to outplay and out show their opposite coast Marines . And there were some like me who just didn't care who they served with.
"AT EASE GENTLEMEN" he commanded and we followed his ordered and sat down. He had on a grim expression on his face.
"Men at least 1 and a half hour ago , England came under attack from some unknown forces although the SAS and the Army was mobilized and immediately scrambled the RAF was defeated quite early. About 20 minutes ago we lost comms with their HQ, but the last thing we received was a call for help" he paused and looked at everyone's shocked reactions. How the hell can the Brits be defeated so easily.
"Gentlemen a member of NATO AND UN in under attack and we will not sit back" he put foot on the table and raised his fist in the air.
"WE SHALL SHOW THEM WHAT IT MEANS TO MESS WITH ONE OF OUR FRIENDS" he was yelling at this point with many of the men standing with rage on their faces at this point with rage. Rico was showing a neutral expression, Frank was clenching his fists on the table while the German and the Marine were watching calmly.
"ALL UNITS ARE HEARBY ORDERED TO GET READY AND MOVE TO ENGAGE THE ENEMY UNITS PACK AND RENDEZVOUS AT THE AIRFIELD TO BE DEPLOYED OPERATION JAVLIN" he screamed and fell back into a chair, while some officers were whipped up in bloodlust and actually charged right out, absolute Comedy Gold.
"Here we go again" the German said while rising from his chair.
"Looks like we're heading to battle guys. It'll be an honor to fight alongside you sir" the marine said as we were heading out.
"How are your tanks going to be deployed, there is not enough time if we are going to attack?" I asked him although I was used to fighting on the ground without support who wouldn't feel safe when a tank is with them?
"It's something the American invented a type of tank carriage on a damn helicopter" he said apparently shuddering to think of a combo of tanks and helicopter.
I stopped when we got out of the building. The men were rushing to their respective platoons and squads obviously to mobilize them for War. Most of them were heading to the Armory to gear up, for battle. Britain is under attack….what kind of dumbass wants to attack that place and what is he going to benefit from that.
"Something's not quite right here" I said voicing my concerns.
"Which part, mobilizing the entire force part or the England part" Rico asked.
""Both"" I and the Marine said in Sync.
"Sir, I am going to get my Leopard division ready Sir, let's hope we meet on the battlefield and get to fight together" The German Tanker said while giving me a salute and sprinted off to the motor pool.
"Same sentiments here sir, when we get back let's share a few beers and some war stories" The marine smiling ,shook my hand and went towards his platoon's barracks.
"Let's go" I said to my 2 men who simply nodded.
After arming ourselves we met up with the rest of the 13th Elites. A total of 48 men from various military organizations like the Blue helmest , The French Foreign Legion, Spetsnaz & Alpini. After briefing them, we were assigned 5 Ospreys flight 'Lima'. From what I heard the Marines will be on Sea Knights 'Knight' while the Armored cavalry will hit using a quad rotor helicopter only known as 'the Stock', although some info sent over from my uncle said that it was just a modified Osprey. How he gets that info is beyond me.
We were assigned to be the spearhead of the operation along with the marines , which was beyond me Marines are good at being thrown in the frontlines and breaking through…
"So why do we have to be the vanguard?" Frank said while checking his MP7A1 for the 13th time, when we were onroute in the Osprey.
"Probably because they think Major is fucking invincible when goes crazy" the guy on the MG joked.
"Oh really?" another said sadistically.
"Of course ,Why do you think he carries a goddamn Katana?" the MG guy said while taking a drag out of a cigarette and then throwing it out.
"Oi Frank, how are the men distributed?" I asked him to be sure and to ignore the MG's jokes.
"Let's see, Rico's is on Lima 3, the Spetsnaz and Alpini are on Lima 2, The FFL's on Lima 4, rest on Lima 3 and 5. The marines are going to hit London with us first followed by the Ralph's tanks. At the same time another strike force will Hit Dover as well. Afterwards a second wave of paratroopers will reinforce us supported by APC's. The rest of the Military forces will start to steamroller from there.
"Sounds like a decent plan" was the only thing that I had to say as I checked my M8A1 Assault rifle, it was my primary, I had a Desert eagle as my sidearm and a Combat knife, a Tomahawk as well as a Katana for…special cases. I mainly used a HK416 assault rifle but due to logistic reasons in the Joint military force nearly all troops mainly used the same guns, however some militaries like the FFL and Spetsnaz used their own guns, the FAMAS and the KA 74.
"Major when are we going to reach the rendezvous point?" A blue helmet asked.
"Don't be too rash corporal, things like that get you killed" another guy answered who was obviously the medic of our group.
"Oh some on Vic, you are as much excited to fight aren't you?" he nudged the medic.
"Shut your trap soldier , he is right and I am not in the mood to write a letter that begins with 'I regret to inform you that' got it" I said to shut him up. Why do these boots think combat is easy?. I wonder why he joined the force….wait a minute.
"Oi, why did you join the Military?" I asked to the excited soldier.
"Well, it's probably to find some friends and myself" he recounted. "I was a junkie in my teens my family turned their backs on me and I barely managed to pass the test, so I got a place to stay so to sum it up I joined to survive" he said while looking out of the window with a bitter smile on his face. I was about to reply when the radio came on.
"[FLIGHT GROUP LIMA THIS IS BASE CAMP YANKEE, RESPOND OVER]"
The pilots were quick to respond.
"[COPY BASE THIS IS LIMA 1]"
"[COPY BASE THIS IS LIMA 2]"
"[COPY BASE THIS IS LIMA 3]"
"[COPY BASE THIS IS LIMA 4]"
"[COPY BASE THIS IS LIMA 5]"
[YOU WILL DROP THE ELITES NEAR POINT 27.89 AND RETURN TO BASE IMMEDIATELY] Command ordered.
"""""[WILCO]"""""
"[ELITES THIS IS BASE CAMP YANKEE RESPOND OVER]"
"[BASE CAMP YANKEE THIS IS 8MAN, ELITES COPY START TALKING ]"I said.
"[YOUR ELITES WILL BE DROPPED OFF IN THE EASTERN PART OF LONDON CITY, MARINES WILL BE DROPPED OFF IN THE SOUTHERN PART ALONG WITH THE CAVALRY .REGROUP WITH THEM AND RECAPTURE THE CENTRE OF THE CITY. AFTER THE CITY CENTRE HAS BEEN CAPTURED CALL FOR THE PARATROOPERS AND RECAPTURE THE CITY]" Hang on has the city already been captured.
"[BASE YANKEE, HAS THE CITY ALREADY BEEN CAPTURED? OVER]" I Asked.
"[WE ARE UNDER THE ASSUMPTION THAT IT IS. COMMS HAVE COMPLETELY BEEN CUT OUT SO PROCEED WITH XTREME YANKEE OUT]"
"[WILCO, ELITES OUT]"
I HAVE A BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS OPERATION.
[15 Minutes after the failure of Operation Javelin]
What the hell are we up against? Was the only thing that I was thinking as I led my squad towards place where the rest of our Heli's crashed.
"Sir with all due respect why are we heading towards the city instead of getting out?" Frank asked while scanning the nearby buildings with his MP7A1 sights.
"Wasn't the mission a failure?" Cross said. He was carrying a M4 and a Kap-40.
"There are still a couple of friendlies in the city and we don't leave anyone behind" I said.
"As expected of 8man a true hero" Frank said to ease to mood, which was not helping as all of us were…..extremely creeped out and out danger senses were screaming because….
"Umm, guys why aren't there are any civilians anywhere?" Felix said in a calm voice. He was carrying a Ka74 equipped with a grenade launcher and optic sights and a Revolver.
"I have seriously no freaking idea where they are and honestly I am not going to go look for them" I said trying to calm my Hachi senses. The reason we were alarmed like this was because from the crash site to this point we didn't encounter a single soul, and add the fact that Command called off the Operation we were really tense the only thing I wanted to do right now was to first locate any survivors from my group regroup with the Marines and Armored corps and get the hell out of here.
"How much far is Lima….HALT ROMEOS 12 o clock" I said holding up my fist and then opening it. Like a well oiled machine we dived for any cover we could find. The reason for that was the presence of a 6 men who had appeared out of the next street. Although they looked like our men I couldn't be sure.
[FLANK THEM, BUT DO NOT ENGAGE TILL THEY ARE COMFIRMED TO BE ENEMY] I said on the radio.
"""[ROGER]"""
We were using a cover to cover approach to move forward. I saw one of them look in our direction and suddenly they too dove for cover. If they are our men this is our chance. I reached for the radio and spoke.
[THIS IS MAJOR BEZÛKHOV ANY ELITE STILL IN THE FIELD RESPOND OVER] Now if there was no one really left alive we were in a bad position and if these men were not mine we were in a worse position. Thankfully the radio came back on with one soldier poking his head out from the cover.
"[MAJOR EIGHT, THIS IS RICO PLEASE CONFIRM THOSE MEN HIDING BEHING THE CARS ARE YOURS]" Rico's voice came over the comms.
[COPY, WE ARE BEHIND CARS]I said relieved.
"[ALL CLEAR, TANGOS ARE FRIENDLIES"] a voice said on the comms and 6 men came out of cover.
"[CLEAR]" I said as 5 men made their way towards us, with Rico leading them, and another staying behind . Rico was carrying a LSAT and a Revolver in a ACU. With him there were 5 other men two from Spetsnaz with a KA 74, one from the FFL with FAMAS assault rifle and 2 Italian Alpini with a Frf2 sniper rifle and an M4 with all of them in their respective forces uniform.
"[IN THE APARTMANT COMPLEX AT 4 O CLOCK]" I said not wanting to be sitting ducks out in the open for any sniper. We made our way to that and forced the door open and took a break. 10 men out of 48 men..….a total massacre. Not to mention the casualties the Marines must have suffered and probably the Tanks as well if they were unlucky.
"Sir, We checked out the rest of the crash sites we are the only ones that survived" Rico reported with a grim expression. I looked around 9 men sitting around the drawing room currently looking at me with complicated expressions and the Alpini sniper looking out of the window.
"Did you encounter anyone?" I asked, my gaze returning to Rico.
"No sir, not a soul….. like they disappeared from the face of the earth" he fidgeted for a sec before asking nervously "Is the operation really a failure?".
"That's what Valus thinks, however we still got men on the ground so we will not abandon them. You go home when the Tank says you can" I recalled something once said to me.
"So" I continued noticing the stares of the men "we are going to regroup with the Marines and the Cavalry and then think what to do, if I remember correctly there should be a Colonel in the field with them" I just wanted someone to tell me what to do because right now I was as nervous as the men.
"Roger that sir, by the way you look like you need a weapon, here I keep this just in case" Rico said while handing me a Bullpup assault rifle with a grenade launcher and 6 magazines for it as well as 5 shell for it.
"Where did you get this?"I asked surprised as this gun was not in the armory as there was mostly M4s and some other weapons in the general armory.
"I just 'borrowed' it from the armory" he said with a small smile tugging at his lips.
"OK ?" I asked the men. Who stood up and nodded.
"Major Pierre Bezúkhov call sign 8man, we may be of different militaries but, you are my soldiers now .We are gonna regroup with the Colonel. And then figure out what the hell is going on. Any questions, Now then rank, name and call signs" I said motioning to the them.
"Sergeant major Rico Gonzales, call sign 'Vandal' "
"Sergeant Claude callsign 'Burgundy 1' " the FFL guy said. He was also the comms specialist.
"Private first class Mauro Florenzi callsign 'Vigilante 1'" the Italian sniper said.
"Capt Flavio Lunardi callsign 'Falcon 2'" the other Italian said….Wait I know this guy , he's 32 and got a lot of experience in Balkans and the Ural from what I hear.
"Corporal Boris Durgov callsign 'Saber 5'" the first Spetsnaz operative said….hang on a sec.
"Oi Felix you are a spetsnaz operative aren't you how did you end up on my helicopter?" I asked remembering that the Spetsnaz and Alpini troops were on a different heli.
"I ended up on the wrong place sir" he said, "I was trying to find my unit's plane but it was already airborne" That makes sense Valus made us rush out so not surprising if half didn't make it on the plane. I swear that guy deserves to be court martialed. I gestured for the last man to continue. But still something is off about him.
"Corporal Vladimir Dragunov callsign ' Saber 7'" the last man said. Are these 2 broth…
"Sir" Claude suddenly cut in drawing the attention of the men. "A message Is being broadcasted our forces" he said as he did adjusted the comms we heard the message.
"[TO ALL UNITS IN THE VICINITY OF LONDON THIS IS BASE CAMP YANKEE. EUROPE IS UNDER ATTACK FROM MISSILES THAT ARE BEING GUIDED FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE VICINITY OF THE BUCKINGHAM PALACE. ANY AVAILABLE UNITS HEAD THERE IMMEDIATELY AND STOP THE THREATS IMMEDIATELY]" What! What the hell are we fighting against? I thought when the radio came online again.
"[ANY ELITES IN THE VICINITY OF LONDON THIS IS COLONEL ORLOVSKY CALLSIGN TROIKA PLEASE RESPOND IMMEDIATELY]" .Col Orlovsky, at last someone good is in charge of the ops. I replied on the comms.
"[TROIKA, THIS IS 8 WE COPY, OVER]"
"[8 THIS IS TROIKA IT IS GOOD TO FIGHT ALONG YOU YOUR MEN ALRIGHT]"
"[NEGATIVE TROIKA, I HAVE ONLY 10 MEN FURTHER ORDERS]'
"[SAME HERE 8 ,ONLY HALF OF MARINES HAVE SURVIVED ALTHOUGH I DO HAVE 5 TANKS, 2 GERMAN AND 3 AMERICAN AND A COUPLE OF MY SHOCK INFANTRY. VALVUS SENDED ME AS THE CO ARE HEADING TO THE BRITISH PALACE FROM THE SOUTH. APPROACH THE PALACE FROM THE EAST AND FIGHT YOUR WAY LUCK 8]"
"[ROGER THAT TROIKA HEADING THERE NOW]"
"Boys , looks like shit's going down" I said to the men who only nod and ready their weapons.
"Let's go"
Bloody hell the longest chapter up till now is finally done. I know some are a bit pissed off that there is not a bit of combat up till now but as you can see combat is gonna go down in the next chapter.
Well next chapter will be a full blown war. Expect it within a couple of days
And yes I used a couple of characters from other stories.
Predator7 signing off
Cheers mate.