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Author's Note: I'm going back onto my original plan of at least updating twice a week, because I cannot do this daily thing. Even I was getting bored from the chapters while I read over them. Mostly doing this so I can brick out higher quality chapters. That'll start out next chapter.

"Alright, Fuhrer Schmidt is sending in about fifty squadrons of German pegasi." I muttered as I read the reply that Bubba handed to me. "And for the ground assault, ten squadrons of pegasi and some reverse engineered tanks..." I finished with a nod, and looked around at the men standing behind me.

"Orders?" Steve asked, snapping to attention.

"Pick someone and go with them on the Black Hawk to provide sniper support in Cloudsdale." I answered. "Most of the rest of us are taking Manhattan in a few days."

"How come we're sending in so many pegasi and changelings?" Callum asked as I picked up some magazines and distributed them between Steve and the Gryphon I took down about a week ago. Dude's name was Ryan, and apparently he's a mercenary. Dawn pounced and recruited him, and he's gonna be Steve's spotter.

Guy also has a healthy craving for bacon, so he ain't all that bad.

"Who's in charge while you're gone?" Callum asked.

"You are, since you're staying behind." I answered. He looked like he was about to protest, so I stopped him. "Listen Callum, I know you and Duran are from Manhattan, but I have a good reason for doing this."

"Then tell me." He demanded.

"It's because you're from New York that I'm making you stay behind. You might blunder up and lead your squad into a trap because of the feelings for your home state." I then smiled a little. "Alabama was pushing it for me, because I'm from Florida. Any insertions into Florida won't feature me, because I have deep feelings from it."

"And the fact that ya had a family 'bout as big as mine doesn't help, does it?" AJ asked from behind me. I couldn't help but smirk a little.

"Hell, with the way my family was, I'm not jumping into France, England, or Ireland either." I added.

'Hopefully it won't come to that.' I silently added. Callum sighed and nodded. I smiled sympathetically and patted his shoulder.

"I got a good idea; take some leave and spend some time with Ditzy." I said, before turning to my assembled men. "That goes for all fo you when we get back! We'll take a few days off so you can regain strength!"

"HOORAH!" They all shouted, pumping weapons into the air. I smiled a little, and looked at Dawn as he ran his scrawny ass at me.

"What is it?" I asked when he skidded to a stop.

"A nation that none of us, until now, have heard about decided to join our cause." He said, panting a little.

"Where is it located?" I asked as Doppel flittered around, giving people supplies.

"China, which is why we didn't really know about it until now. The NLR outpost in Russia received a courier group in the form of a couple of gryphons." He answered. I nodded, and looked over a message he handed to me, only to realize it was in Latin or some shit.

"How come you guys haven't been able to notice it? Send in a fucking pegasus to scout out the damn area or something. I would've done it." I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Because of these damn things." He answered, giving me a photograph that instantly reminded me of my pet back in time.

"How big are these fucking camel spiders?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Because, Jesus... And I'm wondering why the fuck they're in Asia instead of Africa, since I don't remember that much sand and heat in Asia..."

"Big enough to take down you." He answered. I simply raised my eyebrow, considering that a fully grown one could take me down if it got me right. "...They're as big as me."

"Jesus Christ..." I sighed. "How territorial are they?"

"Considering the one scouting party Celestia sent in years ago came back half dead, very. It helped that they told us to stay the fuck away or they'll wipe out any forces we sent." He answered. I swear to God...

"Whelp, that's all we needed." I said, throwing my hands in the air, while sending the paper flying. "Fucking sentient camel spiders..."

Sighing, I turn to him again. "Alright, what types of forces do they have?"

"45 ships, Destroyer class." He said, and I had to remember they were all ass-backwards in technology, so they have sailing ships. "All of them have three sharks for escorts and underwater combat."

"Shark people?" I questioned, and he nodded. "Figures..."

"15 Infantry Divisions, each with 30 troops. All of them contain a mixture of diamond dogs, naga, and the spiders." He continued.

"Alrighty." I muttered.

"And 4 'wings' of air forces. All of them are gryphons." He finished. I nodded in thanks and got a piece of paper from Bubba, who scribbled it all down in changeling writing.

"What's the group's name?" I asked as Bubba teleported away.

"The Valkyrian Coalition." Dawn answered as I walked over to the remaining Panther.

"Sir?" The gunner asked, being the only one outside at the time.

"Tell 'em to start heading on to New York." I ordered. He nodded and got inside, shouting something.

"We're moving out!" I shouted, and got another round of 'Hoorah!' as everyone who was going got onto vehicles, teleported, or flew off.

"I'll see you in a week." Dawn called after I manned a minigun on one of the two Black Hawks going north.

"Take care, and watch after Doppel." I replied as Bubba teleported back, brimming with anticipation.

"Will do, soldier!" He gave me a salute as we took off.

"If this is a fucking high dream, then you guys are already an improvement over the clowns!" -Me after taking my Schizophrenia meds. I get high off of them for some reason.