A/N: Combat practice is surprisingly interesting, because I'm still writing it for Touhou. I expected to lose interest in this story fairly quickly to be perfectly honest. Regardless, enjoy another chapter of Touhou: Outer World Combat. Continuation of previous chapter.

"What does it take to bring that monster down?!"

"I don't know, just keep firing!"

Thousands of Artillery, Mortar, Tank, even Naval Shells rained down upon an unseen figure behind a smoke cloud, caused by so many explosives going off at once on a concentrated target.

Aircraft danced in the skies above the fields, ranging from VTOLS to heavily armored bombers. A dozen AC-130 Gunships even made an appearance, raining immense firepower in the form of 105mm rounds upon their target.

All attacks had however, proven ineffective in the beginning, as a mysterious field of what seemed to be pure energy flickered into existence, blocking off any projectiles attempting to make contact with the hostile figure.

A hand appeared from within the explosive generated smokescreen, as it swatted several jets out of the air, their hulls torn apart as they fell towards the ground, causing havoc among the Infantry lines. A flag fluttered in the wind, colored by red, blue and white, identifying the nation as America, before it was crushed by an enormous leg.

"What are we even firing at?" Asked Private Jenson, firing his XM8 Rifle nonstop at the massive smoke cloud, in hopes of hitting something.

"It doesn't matter! Just keep firing!" Corporal Williams responded, bringing an M32 Grenade Launcher to bear, before unloading the entire revolving chamber upon the unknown target.

The company designated as Bravo Company continued to fire upon the mysterious target, even as its figure was hidden from view.

As a strafing run comprised of a fighter squadron of F-35s jettisoned by, dropping scores of guided missiles, the smokescreen cleared, brushed aside by the speed generated by the jet engines.

A massive blue body, outfitted with gigantic armor sets reminiscent of a modern blue armored battle dress, was unveiled by the large smokescreen. Measuring at a height of 200 meters, the massive figure was armed with cannons emitting weaponized plasma, its bombardment utterly melting any American forces it came in contact with.

As another plasma volley was unleashed, the figure revealed yet another set of weapons, as from its hands it unveiled twin firearms fitted to its giant size. Both utilizing Spark energy supplied by a certain black and white witch, its rainbow beams tore paths of destruction through the American army, whether it be armor or Infantry.

Turrets of all sizes could be seen all over the figure's body, as each opened fire with a mixture of plasma and spell cards, spark energy even powering several of them.

In the helmet adorned head which functioned as the cockpit, Alice and Marisa, along with a crew of doll pilots navigated the massive War Doll known as Genesis.

"Reactors are all fully functioning, and the energy shield is currently holding at 74 percent. Hull has sustained no damage yet, but if they have any experimental Directed Energy Weapons, we could come under heavy fire." Alice reported from her Captain's chair, with her dolls acting as her limbs, controlling various parts of Genesis, with each of their eyes an extension of her own.

"Turret Dolls are holding steady, and their ammunition reserves remain high. Plasma cannons are churning steadily, and the Spark cannons are still running strong. Besides, I doubt they've managed to conduct research into such an advanced field yet, considering the fact that their military technology still remains at the level of ballistic weaponry. Either way, I can always quickly eliminate any prototypes with Spark magic, ze." Marisa reported in response, from her seated position in the weapons station, directing Genesis's weapon systems as well as fueling the conduits for Spark magic to be unleashed through various cannons.

An alarm resounded throughout the cockpit, its soft yet constant ring having been turned off by Alice as she and Marisa read the message on the HUD.

A symbol of three triangles with a circle in the middle could be seen, the shapes being black with the outer layer yellow.

"Damn it! We've got nuclear weapons being brought out!" Alice shouted, thrown into a frenzy by this new development.

The HUD highlighted two separate tanks armed with nuclear payloads, as well as a B-29 also carrying nuclear armaments.

"I'm reading three HVTs, any ideas?" Marisa called out, attempting to figure out a solution.

A grin made its way across Alice's face as she said, "Just one, and it's a terrible one!"

Grinning in response, Marisa said, "I know that look dear, and I love it when you have these ideas!"

Placing her hands on her control board for her dolls, Alice orders, "Doll Platoons Alpha and Bravo, move to secure HVT One! Shanghai Alpha and Hourai Omega are to lead those units. Valkyrie, secure HVT Two, Delta Platoon to assist. Marisa! We're blowing that B-29 out of the sky into their forces!"

As Marisa places her hands onto the Weapon station's display, she exclaims, "This is why I love you Alice!"


Outside, the American forces are in chaos, as additional bombardments continue to assault their positions, weaponized plasma melting through their lines like a heated katana through soft butter. As various forces attempted to form some type of cohesion, including the very squad containing Private Jenson, several reports broke through.

"What the hell- GUH!"

"Blue and red things- GAH!"

"Open fire! Open fire-"

"Holy shit! We're being attacked by-"

Static fills the radios afterwards, with no other words spoken.

Shock fills the bunker containing Bravo Company, as someone in the outer layer yells, "IN-FWAH!"

A blade can be seen jutting out from the poor guard's head, before it was retracted back into a blue figure's wrist.

"Are those... Dolls!?" Jensen yelled out in shock, as the blade retracts into the wrist of what seemed to be a flying doll, in a blue battle dress.

"Outer world humans are so rude. Do you all try and unleash nuclear weapons on your enemies?" The doll spoke, causing the entire room to raise their firearms in response.

Sighing slightly, the doll says while raising a hand, "For what it's worth, I'm sorry."

As her hand twitches slightly in a motion, she orders with slight hesitation, "Move in, n-no survivors."

With that, dozens of weapon discharges ring out from within the bunker, as scores of dolls reveal themselves from various hidden positions, tearing through the soldiers with ease due to their small stature and superior magic weaponry. Men die in the dozens within seconds as the massacre occurs, crimson staining the walls as plasma and magic rips freely through the air, killing everyone in the projectile trajectories as gore splatters and blood flows freely.

As the last man falls dead upon the floor, his brain melted, the platoon of Doll soldiers move on as Shanghai Alpha, who was Alice's first Shanghai Doll, looks at the man who had been the first to realize what they were.

She closes his eyes, as she leaves with the rest of her platoon to find their target.

Finding the Doll's mental uplink network as created by Lady Alice, Shanghai Alpha contacts her counterpart, Hourai Omega, also the first of her kind.

"How's your mission going? Found the HVT yet sis?"

"Not yet. All hostiles have terminated as Doll Platoon Bravo continues our Search and Capture Operation."

"Keep us updated, and don't push yourself too hard, okay sis?"

"... No promises, but I'll try. Sister."

The uplink message ends as Doll Platoon Alpha comes across a heavily armored tank, with a veritable army surrounding it. The various soldiers and vehicles are set up in defensive positions throughout a stronghold, equaling the size of an FOB.

As Shanghai Alpha ponders her options, a slight movement in her field of vision catches her attention. Hourai Omega, with the rest of Doll Platoon Bravo had begun digging several holes within the ground, presumably to flank their positions. As Shanghai Alpha orders her Platoon to spread out, and attempt to cause as much chaos as possible at their mental signal, she waits for Hourai Omega's message to begin their distraction.

"Move out!" Hourai yells through their mental uplink, as Doll Platoon Alpha charge into the human positions from stealthed areas, firing on fully automatic with various Magic devices and stabbing scores of hostiles in vital organs. As they attempt to reorganize, their armor even managing to almost lock on, Doll Platoon Bravo broke out from the ground, with a flanking maneuver that wreaked havoc across their lines.

"Ashigaru: Suicide Squad!"

A massive wave of explosives rip across the American lines as dozens of plasma infused dolls burst out from the ground, flying directly into enemy lines before imploding in spectacular shows of lethal plasma, creating a field of plasma generated glass all along the area.

As the two platoons move to capture the nuclear warhead, they glance to the right after hearing screams of death, unlike their opposition, since standard protocol for Doll Platoons were the utilization of precision and stealth tactics.

"Valkyrie?" Asks Shanghai Alpha with a sigh, as she and her platoon begins to disassemble the outer layer of the tank in order to retrieve the warhead.

"Who else could cause that much of a racket?" Responds Hourai Omega, as she her own platoon prepare the gigantic warhead for transport.

"Mom and Dad on their anniversary night?" Shanghai Alpha responds with a mischievous grin present on her face, as she gives the order to move the warhead back.

"Oh, har har- what's that noise?" Hourai Omega snarks, before lifting her head in confusion.

A constant beeping attuned to seconds is heard within the massive tank, as the warhead has a blinking red light on its outside. On its display, horrifying numbers appear, bright red and counting down from 10 minutes.

"MOVE IT MOVE IT! GET THE BOMB TO GENESIS' STORAGE, ASAP!" Hourai Omega screams, taking precedent as the two platoons rush quick as they can, lifting the ticking time bomb to fly back to Genesis.


"Holy shit! Run!"

"A doll? A doll is killing-"

"Jenkins!"

"Just run!"

An entire battalion supported by armor began fleeing from the new threat that had appeared in a flash, tearing through their fortified lines as if they were constructed solely of wet tissue paper.

Standing at 30 feet tall, or about three stories, the massive war doll known as Valkyrie, Alice's first Goliath Doll, tore through their lines with twin Zweihanders composed of pure energy, supplemented by a plasma lining. No survivors were left as the war doll ripped through their lines, killing everyone in her way, dancing through the art of combat. Graceful and elegant, the path she tore was one of both brutality and beauty as scores of men and vehicles fell apart before her might.

Doll Platoon Delta was seated upon Valkyrie's outer layer, ensconced within their seats as they opened fire with plasma rifles and various other magic assisted weapons. They acted as a substitute to the turret dolls found on Genesis' body, raining fire upon the hapless American forces attempting to bring down the doll. Dozens of melee equipped dolls of the same Platoon moved in from behind, acting as a cleanup crew to finish off whatever few remnants Valkyrie left behind in her path of efficient destruction.

Valkyrie's smaller size in comparison to Genesis however allowed for incredible speed, speeds matching those of speeding trains. As such, locking onto her proved to be too difficult a task for human computers, as entire tank sections were cut apart by magic of advanced natures. Any projectiles that had managed to hit her were absorbed into a field of energy of unknown properties. Created through the usage of light manipulation technology courtesy of Light Fairy Industries, and Spark energy courtesy of their parent company, Kirisame Industries, the shields were able to absorb all types of projectiles, except for true directed energy weapons, and other Spark users.

Spotting her target, Valkyrie proceeded to cut a path through the American lines, before grabbing ahold of the entire tank containing the nuclear payload, and launching it through the air from her sheer strength. As the American forces withheld their fire for fear of hitting the nuclear weapon, Valkyrie ripped apart the tank, before grabbing a hold of the warhead and immediately flying back to Genesis. As she left, Valkyrie called out in a velvet voice, laced with grace and amusement, "Do look below yourselves, humans."

As the battalion's remaining forces looked down, in fear of what they would find, they found hundreds of dolls scattered on the ground, standing erect in the position of attention.

Valkyrie left behind a single message, "Dolls: Lemmings Parade!"

As one, the dolls gave a perfectly executed American salute, as their innards exploded in a light show of Spell Cards, emitting powerful plasma explosives throughout their lines, wiping out the remaining soldiers, leaving only glass behind.

Through the mental uplink, a voice resounds in alarm.

"All forces, this is Doll Platoon Alpha and Bravo! We are in possession of a nuclear warhead that is set to go off in 8 minutes! We are en route to Genesis' Storage chambers, but we've encountered heavy resistance, and require immediate assistance!"

Keying their uplink, Valkyrie responds, "Roger Alpha and Bravo Platoons, Valkyrie and Delta are enroute to assist."

Pulling off her original route, Valkyrie heads towards the ground, where heavy anti aircraft fire was bombarding the two platoons with immense firepower.

As she lands on the ground with a massive crater in her wake, she remarks, "Why hello there ladies and gentlemen. Would you all care for a serving of our special, Reaper's Harvesting?"


As the three platoons including Valkyrie return to Genesis, entering through her midsection into storage, Alice is there to greet them, as Marisa had replaced her position on the bridge, managing both weapons and navigation for a brief time, while Alice dealt with the warhead.

Commanding a full squad of demolition specialized dolls, adapted from her precision blade dolls, she had the doll platoons enter the onboard repair stations for repairs. Valkyrie on the other hand, was sent out once more to draw fire away from Genesis as she continued to disarm the countdown.

Up above, Marisa had spotted the B-29 carrying the nuclear payload, and prepared a certain spell card to redirect it into the enemy forces.

In that exact moment, two events occurred at the same time.

"Love Sign: Master Spark!"

"Sword Sign: Soldiers of Cross!"

A massive beam of love, colored with rainbows tore itself into existence from the head mounted cannon on the helmet of Genesis, piercing the air into the B-29's wings, stalling directly into the enemy forces, its payload intact.

The timer on the first nuclear warhead paused, and Alice ordered, "Genesis, full retreat!"

"As you wish, Lady Alice." A cool, brusque voice responded.

As various engines erupted into activation stages, Genesis flew upwards while Valkyrie entered the docking bay for the repair stations, into the stratosphere just in time for Alice to return to the cockpit, for both magicians to witness the fruits of their efforts.

An enormous explosion could be seen from the cockpit as the resulting mushroom cloud spread throughout the nation consuming no less than 3 states, its nuclear fallout already beginning to spread to nearby states caught within the radius, as Alice let out a gasp, whispering, "Oh my god..."

Moving to Alice's chair, Marisa pulled her wife into her lap, as Alice began crying. A saddened grimace appeared on Marisa's face as her gaze fell, and she too whispered as tears fell from her eyes, "It had to be done, ze. America will never let this go, but now they'll never attack us again..."

A silence descended upon the cockpit, punctured by the grief of their actions, Marisa says after wiping her tears, "What say we head to Australia, and recover, ze?"

As Alice wipes her tears, she responds in a small voice, "O-okay."

As Marisa put her hand on Alice's as the two navigate their way back, the duo relax into each other's embrace, seeking comfort in one another after their battle...