Chapter 11: Underground. (Reupload in 08.06.2018)
MA Universe, Allied HQ Berlin, Briefing room.
The members of the 501st and Squad 117th entered the briefing room and went to their seats. Trevor and Mio sat nearby where Minna was standing. The Wing Commander cleared her throat.
"Everyone, this is urgent. We found the source of the disappearance of USS John Sierra," she said. "Allied Intelligence chose us, and we'll be deploying in the Alps."
A PILOT inserted a chip inside a projector and gave Minna a thumbs up before the lights went out. A map and several images of containers and strange platforms appeared on the white wall.
"These pictures were taken by the PILOTs of Squad 104th," she explained. "These strange platforms are said to be prototypes that the NOH is testing. They are able to teleport people someplace."
"Wow," one of the younger PILOTs said. "Looks cool."
"I agree!" Erica agreed cheerfully while raising her hand. "It does really sound awesome!"
"So it's some sort of a teleportation device," said an older PILOT. "Could be useful."
"But how are they related to the Incident?" Eila asked.
"In the last reports I recieved, the crystal was stated to be used by the Neuroi," Maloney explained while crossing his arms. "The researchers found that it holds an immense of unknown energy. They did a few tests, and found it was harmless. One thing they noted it could do was teleportation."
"Huh, makes sense why that crystal was lying in front of the Reichstag building," Mio said while cupping her chin.
"Hmm? ...Ulrich, what did I tell you?" an older PILOT said while rolling his eyes. His younger brother was showing off a magic trick he made for Erica.
"Oh, eheh, sorry bro." Ulrich stopped and smiled sheepishly, while Erica did too and quickly spun around towards Minna.
"But Christof, they're just having fun." Luchinni said optimistically. "Why don't you give your younger brother some fun?"
"Ugh, alright, fine." Christof grunted. "But make sure he doesn't blow up the room."
"Everyone, our mission will start in forty-five minutes," said Minna. "We'll meet up with HMS Cloud and reach the Alps within a day, so don't be late."
SW Universe, Soumus.
In the outskirts of Helsinki, two Soumus Witches strolled through the snowy forests, holding hands. They stopped in front of a large tree, and one Witch pulled her partner against it, kissing her passionately.
"Hmm~ Ah! Aila, not so rough!" The Witch blushed furiously as her partner teasingly kissed her neck.
"It's just a tease Elija." Aila smiled warmly at her. "So... are you ready?"
"Y-Yes."
Aila unbuttoned her jacket and started playing with her breasts, and Elija felt wet between her legs. As she began to undress as well, Aila jerked up at the sound of footsteps crunching in the heavy snow. A blonde woman wearing a black Soumus Air Infantry uniform appeared.
"Well, well, what do we have here~?" the blonde asked with a smile. "Two Witches kissing each other in the middle of the forest, isn't that lovely?"
Aila gave her a confused look. "Who are you?"
The woman held up her hand and snapped her fingers. The sound echoed through their surroundings, and several armed people emerged from hiding positions. Elija and Aila staggered back as they all pointed their guns at them.
"Wh-What is going on here!?" Aila asked. "What do you want from us!?"
"Looking at you two making a private 'confession' is something that I don't want to witness," the woman said. "It is completely... shameful."
"A-Aila, what is she talking about?" Elija asked quietly.
"I don't know what is she talking about," Aila replied. Then she turned to the mysterious woman. "Whoever you are, this is nothing of your concern!"
"I disagree."
The woman suddenly pulled out her gun and fired a couple of times. Aila felt a painful sensation and looked down, seeing holes in her chest. Her body slumped to the ground like a ragdoll. Elija just stood there and gaped in horror. She slowly kneeled down to her partner's body and shook it several times.
"Aila?... AILA!" she screamed.
"Hanna, should we kill her?" asked a Witch Guard.
"Hmm..." Hanna cupped her cheeks before smiling. "Hold on, let's see how she's suffering right now."
Elija looked up at the killer. "Why...?" Elija croaked. "Why would you do this...?"
"Why?" Hanna crossed her arms. "Because you have both done something shameful. Shameful enough that you must die."
Hanna's body began to glow as the tail and ears of her familiar sprouted out. Elija gasped in horror. "You're... you're a Witch.."
"Yes, I am." Hanna nodded.
"How could you... how could you claim a life of an innocent!" Elija stood up, angry and sad. "We're supposed to fight the Neuroi! Not kill other human beings!"
"That's it, kill her," Hanna ordered uncaringly.
The Witch Guards raised their weapons and the sounds of machine gun fire echoed through the peaceful white forest. Elija's corpse sat under the tree, riddled with holes. One of the guards turned to Hanna. "Where should we dispose them?"
"Hmm, I dunno." She shrugged, then came up with an idea. "Burn their corpses."
SW Universe, Folkestone.
"Yoshika? Are you alright?"
Lynette stepped into the room. Yoshika sat beside the bed where Perrine was resting, a grim expression plastered on her face. She slowly looked up and turned to Lynette.
"Lynette..." Yoshika said shakedly. "What happened yesterday..."
Lynette held her wrists and nodded.
"I... I couldn't get it out from my head..." Yoshika teared up while clutching her head. "They died... I-I was too afraid to react."
The Britannian Witch could only look at her in pity, she gave Yoshika a tight hug.
"I was so scared too." Lynette said. "When that Witch who pointed her gun at me, I looked into her eyes."
"What did you see?" Yoshika asked.
"There was no remorse before she died," Lynette answered. "Her eyes were full of hatred."
"Did we do anything wrong...?"
"Of course you didn't." The two Witches jerked up and turned around to see alt-Shirley. "They were trained to do that. You get used to it."
Alt-Shirley walked up to them and grabbed a wooden chair, sitting on it backwards. She faced the two young Witches and gave them a depressing look.
"Look, I've learned new things about the Witches of this world. The morals about killing humans weren't easy," Alt-Shirley said. "I too was scared to kill human beings, but it was necessary and I learned the hard way that in my world, my enemy could be either Neuroi or human beings."
"Even Witches...?" Lynette asked.
"Even Witches." Alt-Shirley nodded.
"But... This is wrong!" Yoshike said with a voice raised. "Humans are human beings! Why would you kill them!?"
"It's because of their ideals, Yoshika, and you should have known that," Alt-Shirley said sternly. She stood up. "The Witches of the NOH cannot be reasoned with. Their ideals cannot be washed away. It's called fanaticism."
Yoshika staggered back from the enraged Farawayland Witch while Lynette took a step back, looking worriedly at the two. "But... But-!"
"You think that love and understanding could solve anything? Telling them that there is no need for violence? How could you achieve that!?" Alt-Shirley interrupted her. "There is no way you could revert them back to normal! Nothing! You couldn't because they've already claimed the lives of others and many more!"
The young Fusoan Witch began to tear up once more. alt-Shirley could only sighed deeply, she went too far by pushing harsh reality onto her innocent soul. The Farawayland Witch leaned down next to her and patted her head gently.
"Listen Yoshika, I'm sorry. I've made it a bit too harsh for you, I know that you're too young to understand. But our Yoshika understood completely."
Yoshika sniffed and looked up. "Your... Yoshika?"
"Yes." Alt-Shirley replied. "She had the same ideals as yours... but one incident changed her..."
"What happened to her?" Lynette asked.
Alt-Shirley frowned. "She... had already killed a human being."
SW Universe, London Underground Sewers.
Kurt led a group of Britannian MP from the Special Investigation Branch silently through the sewers. He stopped behind a corner and signaled to stop. Reynard dashed to the opposite side and peeked out to see two Witch Guards standing in front of a steel door. Another group of female soldiers came by and they greeted each other with an oustretched salute.
"We came back with the valuables which Commander Millie had requested," said the group leader.
The Witch Guard nodded. "Alright, get in."
The other Guard opened the door and the group entered. Kurt watched closely when they closed the door with a metal screech.
"Alright," Kurt muttered and raised his silenced pistol.
He pulled the trigger and the pistol produced two 'ping' sounds. The Witch Guards fell to the ground with a silent thud.
"Let's go," Kurt ordered quietly. "Chune, turn off the cameras."
"Got it."
The Fusoan PILOT pulled out a single shuriken and quickly cut off the camera at the entrance.
Meanwhile, inside the NOH surveillance room, a twenty-year-old Witch looked up from her book at the static sound coming from the monitor. Seeing a blurred screen, she turned to her partner next to her. "Hey Miya, the camera at the entrance has some malfunction."
Miya sighed while rolling her eyes and grabbed a nearby microphone. "Jennifer, I need you to fix up that camera at the entrance."
The two Witches heard a muffled scream outside the surveillance room. Both of them only chuckled in pity.
The PILOTS and MP awaited near the entrance. One of the MP looked down uneasily at the corpses. They were only young women.
"These aren't ordinary women," Kurt muttered grimly. "They're Witches, they would want to kill your ass if you showed up alone."
"Th-they're Witches?!" The MP looked at him disbelievingly. "These Witches are soldiers!?"
"Witch Guards, they're the mainstay infantry in the NOH," Chune explained. "They're dangerously fanatical to most. To us, they're most likely cannon fodder."
"This is insane, you people kill Witches in your world?" the other MP asked him incredulously.
"If they're trying to kill us, then yeah," Kurt replied, sending chills down the MP's spine. "We'll do that if necessary."
Reynard suddenly felt that something was coming up. "Shh, quiet."
From the other side of the door came the sound of someone ranting. The steel door opened with a metallic creak, and out strode a Witch with a box of tools.
"This is not fair!" she whined. "Why should I be the only one to-...huh?"
The Witch, Jennifer, looked down to see red liquid on the ground. "Huh, that's funny. Where did this come from?"
Kurt slowly crept to her and pulled out a knife. Jennifer turned around and was shocked to see a PILOT who was inches in front of her. "INTRU-!"
Kurt immediately covered her mouth and stabbed his knife through her neck. Chune pulled out a canister-like object.
"Flashbang!" he warned as he threw it into the entrance.
The canister rolled in as some Witch Guards came by and detonated. Reynard went in and killed the Guards quickly in just two shots, and the others went in too.
"Alright, GO! GO! GO!"
The alarms went off, and Witches quickly ran into the armory and grabbed their gear. One Witch activated security drones. The PILOTs and the MP were suddenly met by a group of NOH Witches in their way.
"Get into cover!" Reynard called out.
Rifles and machine guns rang through the halls. The Allied MP encountered trouble when one Witch raised a barrier to block the bullets. However, the PILOTs managed to shoot them. The Witch Guards realized that the intruders had the upper hand, and one of their captains shouted for her group to fall back.
Kurt then saw an opportunity. "Everyone, advance!"
Inside the surveillance room, Millie watched the monitors, catching sight of the PILOTs. "Damnit PILOTs..." she said, enraged. "DAMN IT ALL!"
Suddenly, another Witch Guard came in. "M-ma'am, more MP are pouring in!"
Millie wasn't having a good day today. She turned around and grabbed her subordinate by the collar. "Tell everyone to evacuate, NOW!"
The Witch Guard nodded until Millie released her and spoke into the microphone. "All members, commence evacuation!"
The speakers rang through the halls. "I REPEAT! COMMENCE EVACUATION!"
Once they heard this, the Witch Guards who were having a hard time shooting the MP began to fall back. Millie looked up at the monitors and saw her fellow members retreat to the hangars, and then the Commander of the London HQ headed to the exit.
"Let's go," she said.
Before they could head for the exit, they felt some tremors surge through the ground. Millie looked to her subordinates.
"So they released the 'Hounds' huh," one Witch Guard said.
"Yeah." The other nodded.
*RATATATATATATATA!*
Suddenly, the exit's doorknob was shredded by the bullets from outside until someone kicked the door, an olive green PILOT who was armed with an AR-15 Assault Rifle in his hands, he caught the Witches in his visuals and shoots them immediately. the Witches who're unable to raised their barriers in time were drilled by the bullets, Millie did not survive this time. Reynard went into the surveillance room and looked up to the monitors, until spotting an overly large robotic entity that shaped like a dog.
"Kurt, Chune, this is Reynard..." He spoke through his speakers.
Meanwhile, in the other hallways of the sewers, [Sector 1]
["They've brought out one of their hounds."]
"Roger that." Chune nodded before looking back to the MP's. "Everyone, be aware, we're dealing something that you don't wanna mess with."
*RROOOOAAAR!*
Chune heard the sounds and the screams of the MP's from not so far away, three MP's were suddenly thrown out from the corner and a hulking mechanical beast came by, with a size of a bull, it appearance was that of a dog, the Britannian MP's looked in horror to witness such monstrosity.
"Wh-What in the name of Jove is that!?" One of the MP's spoke out while raising his rifle, aiming shaking towards the metal beast.
"It's a Hound," Chune said monotonously while unsheathing his sword. "The guard dogs of the NOH." The Hound produced a metallic roar which caused the MP to pull back, but Chune remained unfazed.
"Akuma no..." he chanted and dashed at the metallic beast. The Hound charged too, unaware of the upcoming consequences. "SEN NO SURASSHU!"
Chune disappeared from the Hound's sight and re-appeared from behind. Within a second and a half, the metal beast was reduced to bits of metal. The Military Police stared slack-jawed as the Fusoan PILOT sheathed his sword.
"How... did you do that!?" one of them asked.
"How? It's magic, obviously." Chune smirked under his helmet. "I'm actually a Wizard afterall."
London Underground Sewers, [Sector 2, En Route to the Hangars]
The Britannian MP ducked into cover as they were pinned down by several flying security drones. One tried to shoot them down with his Lee-Enfield rifle, but he missed every time. The drones dodged the bullets and shot back with its small 9mm submachinegun.
"Damn these little buggers!" an MP cursed while reloading.
"It's like we're trying to shoot down the Neuroi Goblet-types!" another MP said until a 9mm Parabellum bullet narrowly missed him. "Shit!"
Suddenly, the security Drones were all shot down in a matter of seconds. The MP turned around to see the Grey PILOT with an overly large pistol in his hand.
"Took you guys too long," he said. "We're nearing their escape route. Let's move!"
"Come on lads!"
London Underground Sewers, [Sector 3, Underground Hangars]
"SCHNELL! SCHNELL!"
"Into your Striker Units! Come on maggots, hurry!"
Alt-Gundula watched them. Some who hadn't known how to fly were carried by their airborne sisters. She sighed deeply.
"Great, London HQ has fallen," she said in an uncaring tone. "It hasn't been a month and we're already falling apart."
A a Witch Guard came to her side and saluted. "Warrant Officer Rall, Commander Millie is presumed KIA. Those bastards got her."
"Well... that too, is unfortunate," Gundula said while walking up to her Striker Unit.
"So... where are we heading off to?" her subordinate asked.
Alt-Gundula though for a moment before something came to mind. "Helsinki."
The Witches of the NOH jumped into their Striker Units and lifted off, flying through a large passage in the sewers. Meanwhile, two underground sewer workers were performing maintenance on an electrical box and heard a buzzing sound.
"Hey... do you hear that?" one of them asked.
"Huh?... yeah..." the other replied. "It's like... the sound of an airplane."
The sounds got louder, and both of them stepped back and watched in disbelief as Witches in black uniforms flew through carrying heavy armaments, ammunition crates, and other Witches with them. Alt-Gundula saw them out of the corner of her eye, but she ordered her subordinates to ignore them. They weren't a threat.
London Underground Sewers, [Sector 4, Portal Gateway area]
The MP tried to ram down the steel doors of the portal gateway room. The last defenders of the NOH London HQ aimed their weapons at the doors.
"Come on you damn Sub-Witch!" a Witch Guard shouted furiously. "Hurry up!"
Nearby the portal, a petite Witch in her lab coat was trying to sort out the controls.
"I'm-I'm trying!" she whined.
"Quit whining or else we're dead-!"
However, she was interrupted by the door slamming open. The Witch Guards held their ground firmly until one armed individual came in, a helmeted soldier with a glowing X-Visor, wearing olive-green fatigues and wielding an AR-15.
"SHIIIIIIT!" the Witch Guard cursed loudly.
The NOH Witches fired immediately, but Reynard rolled into cover before the bullets could hit him.
'That was too close.'
Reynard popped up from his cover and unleashed a payload of lead, killing some of them. One Witch raised a barrier, but he pointed his fingers at her and snapped. A small spark popped out and landed on the ground, creating an explosion from beneath. The blast caused the Witch to fly back and hit the wall.
"Guys, I found something," Reynard said through his mic while strolling through the corpses and looking up to a large round gateway. "The NOH really did make a new toy."
["Good work,"] Kurt responded. ["I think the rest got away through a secret route in the hangars."]
Meanwhile, the small Witch peeked out of her hiding place and saw a figure she used to see in the wartime newspaper.
'A PILOT!' She smiled in relief. 'Thank god, I'm saved!'
*PANG!*
Reynard heard a metal object fell to the ground, and he pointed his assault rifle at the sound. A small Witch came out with arms raised.
"D-Don't shoot!" she cried out. "I-I'm not a member of the Neo Ordo Hambara!"
"...Then who're you?" he asked.
"M-My name is A-Albertine Einstein, Mr. PILOT," she said nervously. "I-I was kidnapped."
Reynard pressed a button on his helmet and spoke to the other PILOTs. "Kurt, this is Reynard, I've got someone important," he said. "I've found a captured Witch."
['Good, I guess Minna and the others might come down to investigate here from now on.'] Kurt replied.
"But there is only one thing what I found here was a kidnapped Witch." Reynard reported. "Turns out to be the Daughter of Albert Einstein."
['What?!']
'[You mean Albertina Einstein?'] Chune spoke in disbelief. ['They brought her with them?']
"I think she could be the only key here." Reynard said as he looks to Albertina and then to the Machine. "And I believe that she's responsible to make such devices."
"I-I came up with the scientific theories that were stated by my father about Multiple-Dimensional Reality." She spoke shyly with a blush. "B-But I never knew that the theory would work and they kidnapped me f-for this reason."
"I guess so." Reynard acknowledged. "How did you manage to come up to such portals that is even possible to create gateways?"
"I don't know how but I remembered that the Order stole a Crystal from a Karlsland Aircraft heading towards Neue Karlsland." She explained. "And they forced me to create a Gateway to an alternate world so they can rebuild their Organization."
'A Crystal?' He wondered until he realizes. "I get it now, so they want to rebuild their Order here before they would return to our world with their newly formed army." Reynard spoke grimly as Albertina gasped. "And we need to stop them before something worse will happen, thanks for informing me."
"I'm in your debt Mr. PILOT, I can help you whenever I can." Albertina spoke determinedly. "Um, I haven't got your name."
"Major Reynard Smith, PILOT Squad 117th at your service ma'am." He saluted which caused Eleonore to widened her eyes in surprise.
"Squad 117th? Isn't that group led by the famous Mobile Armor Ace, Kurt Flachfeld?!" Albertina chirped and went wide eyes in disbelief as he nodded. "Ah! So the famous Eisernen Wolfsritter was here, I was a big fan of him!"
'Huh, our Minna isn't the only big fan of him.' He thought. "Yep, we're best friends, battle buddies to be exact."
On the surface above the Underground Sewers.
Minna, Mio, Gertrude, Erica and Adolfine walked up to Hugh Dowding, who was ending a conversation with an MP member.
"Ah, Wing Commander Minna and Generalleutnant Adolfine!" Hugh said while tipping his cap. "Good Evening."
"Good evening, Hugh," Adolfine said. "How did the situation go?"
"It went well; our boys and those PILOTs have weeded the rogues out," Hugh replied. "However, this seems like it's not a sight you'd want to witness."
"What do you mean by that?" Gertrude asked.
Hugh sighed. "Come and take a look."
The four Witches accompanied Hugh out of the crowds and policemen. They looked disbelievingly at captured Witches of the NOH, ranging from young to old age. Gertrude and Erica watched in pity as a Witch younger than fourteen was raisining up her hands, but her facial expression was devoid of emotions.
"Who could have done that to them...?" Minna muttered.
"There are some very young Witches among them," Mio said.
Erica looked worried, then came up with an idea. "Hey! Why can't we cheer them up?" she chirped.
The three Witches looked skeptically at Erica as the cheery Karlsland Ace skidded to one young NOH Member, who appeared to be younger than fifteen. "Hallo! What's your name?" Erica asked cheerfully while waving. The NOH member narrowed her eyes.
"Fick dich und schleich's weg, du Unterhexe!" the Witch cursed at Erica in her native language.
Erica flinched at her sudden vulgarity, and her friends behind her stepped back in surprise. Erica looked depressed and walked back to Minna's group.
Erica whine cartoonishly "She... She insulted me!"
"I can't believe they taught her such things." Adolfine frowned.
MA Universe, Berlin HQ.
...
"Hanna, how could you do this to us..."
...
"I do this for a good reason, Nikka."
...
"I don't understand! I thought we were friends!"
...
"It's a lie, Nikka."
...
"What?"
...
"You're too naive. Everything you've been told, everything I said that you believed... was all a lie."
Nikka slowly opened her eyes and groaned. She felt sweaty. She sat up and looked around, then turned to a picture on the wall, embedded with knives. It was a picture of Hanna Wind.
Nikka glanced at a nearby table with a knife on it. She grabbed it and inspected it. Meanwhile, Alexandra walked through the halls with a mug of coffee, and noticed the door of Nikka's room was slightly open. She peeked in and saw Nikka holding a knife with a dark expression.
"You damn perkele... I can't sleep." She glared at the picture. "I swear, when I find you…"
She stood up from the bed and playfully twirled the knife several times. As the tip twirled into her fingertips, she tossed the knife at the picture with deadly precision.
"One day... One day I will tear you apart." Nikka gritted her teeth. "For what you did to Elma and the others you've killed..."
Alexandra put her hand to her chest and sighed deeply, walking away. It'd been almost a year and a half. When they first met, Nikka was an optimistic and brave Witch, but naive and clumsy. However, she was the first European Witch to become a Mobile Armor pilot. Through sheer dumb luck, she'd helped the 502nd Squadron to fend off the Neuroi and their Gigants with the support of a PILOT Squad. Then Gundula Rall showed off her true colors, starting the 'Proxy War,' a war that had changed how she saw things. When the Neo Ordo Hambara was revealed thanks to Gundula's actions, an unknown number of Witches suddenly turned their backs to the allied forces and commenced worldwide attacks on supply lines and the main Allied Headquarters in London.
During the Proxy War, Nikka's best friend was an undercover member of the Order, and killed Elma Leivonen, the Commander of the Suomus Independent Volunteer Squadron. The death of her former commander led to Nikka vowing to destroy the NOH.
"Nikka... is revenge... your only thought?" Alexandra asked solemnly into the empty air.
SW Universe, Soumus, NOH Outpost.
Deep into the snowy wilderness that was just on the outskirts of Helsinki, a high ranking Witch sees her surrounding area where Witches and Combat Drones poured out from the portal, along with supplies and ammunition. Then she walked off to one of her subordinates.
"Warrant Officer Anna Krüger?" The Soumus Witch called out.
A certain Karlsland Witch with blonde hair in a bob haircut almost jumped in surprise and turn her attention to her superior officer.
"Oh! Uh, F-Flight Lieutenant Hanna Wind!" Anna flustered nervously as she made a Roman salute. "I-Is there something I c-could do you?"
"Just gonna ask some several questions, no need to be nervous." Hanna said with a hand gesture, which made Anna to calm down. "How's the current situation?"
"Well, we've received some reinforcements this time." Anna explained. "Not that much, only a group of Elite Units."
"I see." Hanna acknowledges while crossing her arms. "Do we have any status report from Barkhorn's team."
"They'll be arriving in the base for a while."
But then, they heard footsteps that crushed the snow which could be heard from outside the tent, a Witch Soldier came in.
"First Lieutenant Barkhorn has returned." The Witch said with a salute.
Hanna replied. "Oh, let her in."
As the Witch Soldier left the tent, another Witch came in, this time from what it appeared to be a 15-year-old girl with short brown hair and stern hazel eyes, she stood firmly and made a Roman salute to her superior officer.
"First Lieutenant Chris Barkhorn, reporting in ma'am!"
"Ah~! You still look cute as ever~!" Anna squealed in joy.
Chris grits her teeth when becoming irritated at this point while cringing as she heard that, she shot a dark angry glare with a growl towards Anna to silence her.
"Don't call me that." Chris spoke harshly by showing off her seriousness. "Either you'll face a firing squad or I'll kill you by myself if you won't change that disgusting personality of yours, Warrant Officer."
Anna flinched at this moment until she scratched the back of her head while smiling sheepishly before apologizing.
"S-Sorry Barkhorn."
"What did you find out there?" Hanna asked.
"Nothing much, it was kinda boring as it felt like much as a field trip." Chris replied with a tone of slight annoyance, she sighed. "It was peaceful and quiet, the Neuroi activities seems to be all time low and the Witches here... they're completely full of perverted degenerates, which I really wanted to pick their eyeballs out."
"I see, pant-less as ever, are they?" Anna and Chris nodded to Hanna's statement. "We'll need to come up with a propaganda to influence them later on."
'But it does seems senseless about this Campaign, what else can we achieve by this? The Witches of this reality still used undergarments as their official "Pants".' Hanna's kept her calm reaction, yet her right eye twitched slightly. 'Well, it's not like to ignite the fashion revolution, similar to the War for Decent Clothing since the Farawayland Revolutionary War from 170 Years ago.'
"So...your plan is about changing the way of clothing for the Witches of this World?" Chris asked as she raised her eyebrow while being dumbfounded.
"Yes, exactly! The only good thing is that there are no Wizards here, which gives us a chance to influence these Witches of this world about our peaceful way of life, by force." Hanna replied optimistically, which caused Chris and Anna to frown at her remarks. 'What am I even doing...'
"Well... if it's our mission, maybe I think it's a good idea." Anna agrees.
"Yeah right." Chris rolled her eyes in irritation, in a few moments later, she made a defeated sigh. "Alright, fine. But make sure this plan works or not and we want it quick before we could manage to take over Soumus as our puppet."
"Oh yeah, I have something to show you, Chris." Hanna went over to the Officers desk and grabbed a newspaper and gave it to her.
"What's with this newspaper?" Chris groaned in annoyance as she flipped the pages apart.
"Oh you'll see."
Chris still keep flipping the pages until she stopped in one article, a picture depicting a familiar face, a brown haired twin-tailed girl with hazel eyes and wore a Karlsland Airman uniform, except for the bare half-naked lower part.
"G-...Gertrude..." Chris went wide eyes in disbelief. "She's... here?"
"Whoa, it really is her, but with no pants." Anna stated in surprise while looking over the article.
"It is confirmed that this alternate reality do have it's own version about us." Hanna explained before shrugging her shoulders. "And I'd bet about our alternate selves would be parading outside with no pants."
"Ugh, I don't wanna know." Anna exclaimed with disgust.
"What do you think Chris?...Chris?"
Hanna and Anna turned their attention to the young Witch, they saw her dark expression was staring right into the article of Gertrude.
"So there's another version of big sister huh..." Chris spoke coldly until she headed to the tent's exit. "I'm heading to Britannia and teach that bitch to know her place."
"W-Wait! You can't go to Britannia!" Anna appeared in front of her with arms wide open to stop her. "We have our mission here, so please, calm down."
"CALM DOWN?!" Chris shrieked and grabbed the collar of her subordinate which made Anna flinch in fear. "Do you have ANY. IDEA. How PAINFUL IT WAS!? TO BE ABANDONED BY THAT BITCH?!"
"First Lieutenant, stand down!" Hanna spoke out with a voice full of authority. "If you take this action any further, you'll be contained under house arrest."
Chris grits her teeth in anger, she clenched her fists further until she let go of the collar, which caused Anna to stagger back.
"Fine." Chris scoffed by crossing her arms.
"Why would you head to Britannia to kill Gertrude?" Anna asked. "She's not from our reality."
"An alternate world or not." Chris narrowed her eyes to the two. "I still wanna see her suffer more than she had ever imagined."
At this moment, Chris scoffed and left the tent, Hanna made a deep sigh before facing to Anna.
"Right, for the second thought, we might use our plan to influence the Witches of this world as a distraction." Hanna explained. "Make sure that if some of them were curious about on what we were planning, dispose them immediately, you got that?"
"Yes ma'am." Anna nodded in acknowledgment.
"Good, then we will go into the second phase." Then Hanna made an evil smile. "Is to take over the Governments of Soumus."
Chapter ends
New information received.
(Warning! Sensitive NOH Document declassified.)
Security Drones:
These Drones were box-like machines 6cm in diameter with the ability to hover around. They were piloted by an AI with orders from a computer system and armed with 9mm parabellum SMGs. Their main purpose was as security guards.
Trivia: Based off the Call of Duty: Black Ops Drones.
Hound:
The Hound was a massive dog-like machine designed specifically to combat intruders. They were armed to teeth and sensed hiding individuals through advanced computer systems. Their armor was durable, but as demonstrated in this chapter by Chune, couldn't withstand strong magical elements.
Trivia: Based off the Wolfernstein series Panzerhund
NOH Witch Guards:
The Witch Guards were an Infantry-type Witches within the ranks of the Neo Ordo Hambara. They existed before the two remaining branches emerged when Striker Units were invented. They consisted of non-Striker Unit Witches who relied on small firearms. NOH Witches become Guards depending on the result of their basic and magical training, although this branch was the largest amongst the other two branches.
NOH Tank Brigade: (Classified)
NOH Air Patrol: (Classified)
New Character Received!
Name: Ulrich Werner
Age: 17
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Skin Complexity: Caucasian
Nationality: (Classified)
Occupation: PILOT
Info: (Classified)
Name: Christof Werner
Age: 20
Hair Color: Chestnut
Eye Color: Brown
Skin Complexity: Caucasian
Nationality: (Classified)
Info: (Classified)
Name: Albertina Einstein
Age: 13
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Complexity: Caucasian
Nationality: Citizen of Farawayland
Info: She is the second daughter of Albert Einstein and one of his pupils.
Archetype: Based off of Hans "Albert" Einstein, a Swiss-American Engineer and Educator, and also the second child and first son of Albert Einstein.
