Chapter 39: It Wasn't As Easy As I Expected
I have begun to read myself the light novel of 507, first of all; my apologies.
I'm realizing how "no canon" turned out to be the walk through Suomus ...
Although there are things that do not add up to me, like they have to be deployed in Mikkeli to resume Slussen. When there are about 950 km between the two cities, in fact Kauhava is much closer and Slussen in another country ...
Anyway, I will try that from now on the Suomus witches are a little more "canon".
I opened my eyes without more, willing and prepared for everything. Today was the day, or rather the night.
Tonight we will jump to destroy the defensive positions of the neuroi version of the "Atlantic Wall", tonight we would go into combat, again; for me; and for the first time by the twins and Georgie.
Just thinking about it excited me, despite having the emotions muffled, the thought of returning to combat after such a long time made me accelerate; To get excited, to get impatient.
I got up from my bunk as if I had a spring on my back that pushed me up.
This time before jumping off the bunk I leaned over the edge of the bed to make sure my units were there; once again someone had moved them to another place.
I cursed under my breath whoever dared to play my StuB IV / B. Although I knew the answer perfectly; the catwoman. The karlslanders are very tidy and meticulous, Frau Galland must have taken the units back to the hangar again.
Although my procedure was to have all my equipment nearby so I could always be prepared and for anything, the Karlslander military regulations said just the opposite; all weapons and offensive equipment must be in the arsenal or armory, the units or vehicles in the warehouses or hangars and the troops and soldiers in the barracks. Only when a combat situation arose did the personnel have to go for their entire team to be able to present combat.
On the contrary I had always lived in hostile territory and in constant combat for it those regulations made no sense to me.
I went down the stairs of my bunk instead of jumping. Upon reaching the ground I could tell that Georgie was still sleeping. I seized the moment and repeated play; I took out my cell phone and took a picture while she was sleeping; As with Eli, the photo was taken in a moment of helplessness on the part of the objective. The only difference between the previous time and this is that unless the subject came up in a future conversation, I would never talk to anyone about this fact.
I dressed in silence pending the external movements through the passive sound, at the end I went to the next room, occupied by the twins who still slept as well.
Of course ... I took pictures of the sleeping twins too.
I went to the "common room" of the barracks. There I sat in one of the armchairs, the same one in which Frau Galland sat when she lent us the barracks. There I waited sitting for the whole squad to get up. How could it be otherwise, after five minutes I got bored and took the phone again in my hands. Browsing the internet when I had been disconnected from my world for more than a year was boring and confusing, since I had to extract information about the events that had happened so as not to be left behind with the rhythm of society. I opted to read.
I opened a certain dark blue app on my smartphone. [A.N .: How are things here I am, breaking the fourth wall ... I write a chapter in which he reads fanfics so as not to get bored.]
After about an hour of reading I began to notice movement on the other side of the wall. The twins were beginning to wake up.
Thanks to the passive sound I could see everything they did. It was like spying but without the person or people being spied on they could know they were being spied on.
After twenty minutes they were ready and Georgie was also starting to wake up, I hid my head slightly slipping my back down the back of the chair, taking advantage of the fact that the chair was facing away from the door that came from the rooms. I also hid my arms, getting ready to give the twins a scare, they sure had gotten used to me getting the last of the team and not expecting to see me here and now.
Wait patiently which predator to have the chair line over and then only then did I raise my voice a little.
-Sleepy heads. Today is the day. You should be ready for the catwoman briefing.-
-Ahhh! - The twins simply shouted in unison as usual when turning round to face me.
-How long have you been there? - Iona asked trying to recover from the scare.
-A twenty minutes-
-And in all that time you haven't thought about waking us up?- Tommy asked, still nervous.
-No, the operation will be tonight. We could really have got up at two or three in the afternoon to eat and prepare the mission.-
-In Englaaaaaahh. Ok, in Britannia you eat later.- Iona responds with a certain grimace of pain.
-You still don't correct your way of thinking and speaking. That's why your supervisor gives you the buzz.-
-It's annoying- Tommy joins the conversation.- Since my sister and I are connected, we somehow feel each other's pain and emotions. That Trevor sends buzz to my sister not only affects her.-
-Collateral damage.- I respond with amused air.
-Well, it's not funny to me.- Tommy didn't really think it was funny that he should bear his sister's mistakes too.
After some very rare moments in which we only looked at each other seriously and without a word, we burst out laughing. It was just then that Georgie appeared in the doorway before being crossed by the twins.
-It seems you have a good time. Good morning to everybody. What have I missed? -
-Good morning Georgie. Well, you'll see ... - I told her what little had happened before it appeared.
-I don't see why the laughs ... - Georgie answered confused after the brief explanation. -I was also not aware that the two worlds were so similar. I thought the fact that there was no magic was the only difference.-
After this paragraph the others simply looked at each other and after realizing that trying to explain about world wars would not be a good idea, our faces hardened and we ended up looking at the ground or looking away. Georgie did not want to continue insisting to understand that it could be a painful issue.
At the end of the strange situation, I asked everyone to meet in the situation room mentioned by Frau Galland, where we received the briefing together with the officers in charge of the operation that we will carry out in the lands of Gallia. The room in question turned out to be the same one I found on my way after waking up in the infirmary days ago. The door was already repaired, in fact nobody would say that something like this had happened in that room.
Once there, we waited for all the people involved in the operation to be present and after passing the list; The cat woman asked us to take a seat.
The meeting began with an explanation of the current situation of the freeeen country lands… Okay, Gallian.
Fuck Sybilla, although the country is called Gallia here is still the frank origin.
Oh ... Right, sorry.
She continued with the state of heaven and ended with the state of the coasts.
As the speech progressed, people began to lose heart.
-If the sky still has neuroi troops from Romagna and Belgium, the land is full of turtles and who knows what else and the coasts are deadly traps. Why don't we bomb everything hard and then pick it up again with infantry? - Ask one of the officers, not very fan of getting into a country full of enemies.
-Because we need something left to inhabit after retaking the country. We need something to stand, if we destroy the country ourselves, then why do we go back to it? - Galland responds to the defeatist comment.- Trying to take the land or even disembark there is a suicide, by enemy traps, enemy troops or the nests Let's not say the miasma that covers the area.- After saying that, everyone who still had some hope, lost it at the time.- That's why we have them.- Galland points to my team.- They are accustomed to ground combat in enemy territory and are resistant to miasma. They will cleanse the earth from the bulk of the enemy's army and fortified positions, it is well known that hives and nests are responsible for miasma spreading over the earth; this team will go before the invasion army takes land and destroy the nests so that our troops can resume the country without having to reduce it to ashes with bombs and artillery.- Galland swelled her chest as she looked in our direction, soon all the room looked at our little team.
-It's a very small team and I see it only has two witches.- The same defeatist officer responds as before, it seems that the man was trying his best to discredit the operation.- We would need one of your joint fighter wings to complete carry the operation at least safely.-
-No, we don't need more. These two witches and these two wizards are more than enough. They have enough firepower to carry out the operation even alone.-
After these words the man was perplexed.
-Wizards? I thought they were extinct ... Okay there are four, so what? You have also said that they have enough firepower to carry out the operation alone, so why mobilize an army of invasion?-
-Because before they appeared we already had the planned invasion operation, with more casualties planned of course, because the citizens of Gallia would want their country back, because they can take the land back but not keep it if they have to move to another area to defeat the enemies of that other area; there are four as you have very well pointed out; and because even if they have sufficient firepower they alone still need a base and a supply line. Humans do not work without water and food or ammunition, let's not talk about the fact that everyone likes to sleep in a real bed surrounded by a minimum of security even if the bed is foldable and the base is mobile. You will take care of occupying the territories liberated by this team and providing them with fire, logistic or moral support if it becomes necessary. And Mr. Tedder is wrong about something, if I have mobilized one of my squadrons; it is not a very big one, but all the members of this team belong to the Witch Corps.- The man had only to swallow his own words.- Now I would like to give the floor to Hauptmann Erik who will be the person in charge of leading the destruction team and disabling the neuroi defenses mentioned above.- Galland pointed to me.
-Me?- Galland nodded. -What do I say? I do not usually make little speeches, I just need a weapon and ammunition and a target or a pair of coordinates.-
-Come Erik, many of the officers here present want to see and meet the young man recommended by two generals.- Galland responds in that charismatic tone that he usually used to coerce people to do things for them.
-What generals? With that graduation I only know you Frau Generallmajor.-
-Oh you think so? And General Karhila? - Galland asks with a poker face.
-Wait, is Commander Karhila a general? Anabuki Kommandant didn't tell me that. Why do you never give me all the information? - I replied in a tone that sounded very childish.
-He has always been General, he always had that rank, you should have asked him. He witnessed the destruction you caused in Lappeenranta and against the northern nests of Ladoga. He recommended you for a medal.
-Medal ... Why do I want a medal? Nobody usually even believes that I can operate a pair of units, what would a medal do for me? - I was angry that I had to go to the stand without having anything prepared since it had been a surprise.
Galland rubs her temples with her hand. -They do not serve to fight, they are to highlight the merit of a soldier in exceptional situations.- Galland explains in a frustrated tone.
- What is exceptional about an enemy battalion advancing and crossing a border? They do it every day.-
-Argh ... Enough. Go to the podium and explain your role in the operation.- I looked at her with the same face that you put on when you learn that there is a surprise exam and you have not studied anything.- Just explain what we talked about yesterday. Times, attack sectors, occupation phases and supply points.-
My face changed to an "ahh, of course, it makes sense." I stood up and climbed onto the stand.
I spent the next two and a half hours explaining how we were going to make the invasion.
Everything was summed up in three phases; the first the landing itself, the second in the identification of strong nests for its subsequent destruction and the last ended at the border with Karlsland pushing what could be left of the enemy outside the newly liberated country.
After the explanation, the plan became so clear that nobody asked anything else, or perhaps nobody dared to face Galland's scathing look.
Then I went with my team to the dining room, the last dinner before the jump.
It sounded premonitory; of bad premonition.
We had dinner with ravenous hunger because of all the hours we had spent in the completely isolated situation room.
Before finishing, Galland approached our table.
-I would like you to go through the hangar before getting on the plane.-
-Sure, where do you think we're going to catch the plane if not?- Tommy asks as if Galland had said stupidity.
-No, I say before that. After dinner, I have to show you your new equipment.- Galland answered confidently.
That is why we hurry to finish dinner and follow it to the hangar.
When we arrived at the hangar she stood just in front of very large boxes, raised a hand and pointed to the twins.
- We followed your indications about these mysterious tanks, nobody had heard of them until we asked the Britannian war ministry. We also asked about a striker version of the tanks and, fortunately and without knowing how, we found that the Britannian War Ministry had been secretly investigating and developing a whole series of fast tank families with decent armor and better weapons based on the results obtained in Afrika. These were the A27 and the A34. Surprisingly they agree in form and specifications with what you two described to me. After some discussion with the research and development department of the Britannian War Ministry we arrived at a deal, they will provide us with a model of each type so that we could use them, in return we would perform the tests in real combat and send them the reports so that they could improve the designs and the models.-She paused to catch air and pulled a rope attached to some holes in the side cover of one of the boxes.- I present the A27 and - She walk two steps to the other box and repeated process.- and the A34.-
-Now it is a British team, a churchill seven, a comet and a cromwell.- I said while cheering cheerfully.
-Well, do not stop surprising me, you also know the nicknames of the units.- Galland replied with disdain. She turns to me. - Do not think that I have forgotten you. - She went to another much smaller box, activated her familiar and pulled something wrapped in cloth, then approached me walking but when she came to be less than two meters at each step she took I walk one back. Because of the stride difference, sheesoon reached me. - Come on, don't run away, I'm not going to hurt you. You already know me.- She said with a tender smile on her face as she shortened the distance between us, holding that cloth-wrapped package with her hands.
She unwrapped the cloth and I could see a stock, then a hilt after a breech like a cannon but a much smaller size, this captures my attention and I partially forget my fear. Galland holds it with one hand while removing what is left of the cloth with the other.
-Your own sturmhaubitze 42, your new main weapon. You always said that you did not find the main weapon of your units and it seemed more appropriate for your position on the battlefield than the FLAK.- She offers me the weapon, I put fearful my hand to the hilt, but she pushes the weapon quickly so that my hand touches the weapon then she stands behind me and positions my hands in the areas of the weapon where it should be held. As I take the weapon and Galland separates from me the joints of the weapon begin to shine with a strange but warm whitish blue light.
I like this weapon, if I remember correctly it is the ten point five gun that some StuGs carried to add firepower and field artillery. I wonder what size of destruction can cause this weapon against a turtle.
-Finally, Georgie. We cannot let you continue with bullets of seven point five out there, especially when we know that you are not worth anything. You receive a Mark eight magic ammunition box just like the twins. This will add firepower to your units, with this you should be able to kill turtles of all sizes and some of the biggest and heaviest walkers with one or two shots.-
This ended our little rearmament and we began to test the new equipment before the mission.
While on the shooting range I had an idea, I took one of the "magic" bullets that were supplied to me as part of the support team along with the weapon and tried to imitate the "destroyer tanuki" Shimada Jyouko, which consisted of carrying a mana in a bullet and then put it in the breech, overload the weapon with mana and shoot at full power. The result was more than I expected. The impact volatilized the target and the concrete wall behind it.
-I like this weapon.-
. . .
After about eight o'clock in the afternoon we embarked on a really large plane that appeared from one of the hangars next to ours and we left in the direction of Gallia.
Jokes were told during the trip in order to break the nervousness of the troop.
-We are arriving at the jump zone, get ready.- Announced one of the soldiers of the crew.
The interior of the plane was illuminated with a red light.
I went to the door of the plane, next to it was waiting another of the soldiers of the crew, greeted me in a martial way and I returned the greeting. Georgie was the first to approach the door, she peeked into the abyss and turned her head towards me.
-Couldn't we reconsider, sir? -
-Nope. Take a parachute if you feel safer and jump. - She didn't seem to think much about what I said, he returned to his seat; He took one of those backpacks and after putting it on he jumped.
-I'll see you below, sir.- I nodded and jumped through the appliance door.
Then they jumped the two twins holding hands, then I jumped after saying goodbye to the crew and thanking them for the "one-way ticket".
Gallia's night air was cold, cold as the winds of Suomus. Well, maybe not so much.
Using my body and inertia I approached my teammates and activated my compressed air armor, letting my teammates see the process so that they could also repeat it later.
I began to accumulate mana and distribute it by my limbs, then with that mana I began to wrap myself in the "armor".
My classmates did the same. We started to slow down the fall, when a huge red lightning passed near us, too close I would say. After the lightning everything went calm, but it didn't last long. Soon we begin to receive anti-aircraft fire.
The gusts seemed to be fired a little at random, the enemy must know we were here but he should not know exactly where.
I asked my teammates to remain calm and not to open the parachutes because that would make them a very easy target.
With certain difficulties we reached fifty meters and I soon noticed that my companions had panicked, they did not have emotional cushioning like me.
I focused on creating the mattress but bigger than last time to accommodate all the team members and not just me.
After taking the earth, hell began, rays of all sizes were shot towards us, activated my units and I moved away from the team with the hope that the enemy will focus the fire on the active target that fired at them. And I draw my FLAK to start firing in the direction from which the rays come, with my two extra spells soon equipped the incoming enemy fire rate low to zero. It was so easy to shoot at such large and still targets.
I advanced a little to make sure there were no more enemies in the area and it was a safe landing zone for my teammates.
Before I realized Georgie had already reached my position. I guided her cautiously among the numerous bushes and hedges of the mouth so that the enemy would not discover her.
I took the position of advance and recon and she would be my heavy support. Despite not needing it for now having the StuH 42, Georgie provided me with a fast, precise and heavy fire with her HV 77 Aufs Hexen (magic version) cannon.
We found a heavy turtle that blocked the exit of the farm on which we had landed.
I took the moment to instruct the troops so that in the future they could distinguish light turtles from their heavy version, although at the moment when I was going to open my mouth a bluish green glow partially blinded me, moments later I heard and felt a tremendous explosion behind my back Georgie had decided that there was no time for explanations and ended the turtle with a single shot using his new special ammunition.
The mana-loaded bullet had managed to penetrate the heavy armor of the heavy turtle and then explode inside the huge neuroi, the effect was the same as when a HEAT bullet manages to detonate the ammunition tank of a tank; an impact, a brief moment of silence followed by a tremendous and violent explosion.
Georgie's first casualty, achieved in a very epic way. Nothing to do with the first three turtles that I destroyed in Karlsland with my first MG-42. Very epic.
The twins didn't wait, Tommy; taking the lead with his new cromwell perfectly covered by his sister now equipped with the comet and her also HV 77.
They had to assign them based on their abilities; Tommy being more nervous would take the fastest and most agile model and his sister being more precise and having more experience with precision weapons should have chosen the comet for the weapon.
As always, they turned out to be a great team, very balanced and perfectly coordinated; Tommy pointed to one or several targets, shot them to weaken them or reduced their ability to move and his sister ended them with a precise and deadly shot of her new cannon.
Within a few seconds of Georgie's first casualty the twins had already achieved three other enemy casualties. Two with the help of Tommy and finished by Iona and one made entirely by the rapid fire of the QF 75 mm from the Tommy cromwell.
The situation was quiet. I launched a search pulse and extended my combat detection range to forty-five degrees ahead with a kilometer of extension and performed a panoramic scan to try to detect all enemies in range.
Nothing, in a kilometer around we had managed to clean all the enemies of the area, little pieces of neuroi lay everywhere.
We begin to move towards beach B, "Omaha beach" or "Bloody Omaha"; We will work all night so that this time the story is not repeated, although there were other points with equal resistance and defensive points the catwoman had explicitly asked us to destroy the defensive points of that beach in the first place so I don't know that from an armored landing.
Galland's idea was to take the coastal and anti-aircraft defenses of "omaha beach" the first and then extend to the other landing points. And if it was necessary to meet the times, execute a destroyer spell against an enemy remotely remaining hot spot and then let the allies land on the beaches and give the logistic support required to the airborne assault team.
As far as we knew there were four nests controlling the northern part of Gallia that was more near Britannia.
The four nests had been classified by the league with the names of the regions in which they were, I rename them with the code name that the beaches historically received during D-day planning.
With Caen's nest, which for me was the Gold / Juno nest, the Le Havre nest, which for me was the Sword nest, the Saint-Lo nest, which for me was the Omaha nest and the Valognes nest, or for me the Utah nest.
They were few and relatively small nests if we compare them with the Hannover nest or the Ladoga nests. The mission was simple; destroy most of the coastal defenses and their related nests so that the enemy could not regain strength. It was simple to say it but to do it and in the period of time in which they had given us it was another separate issue.
The question was whether we should conduct a sweep from the Omaha nest to the Gold nest or should we separate the forces to try to destroy the targets in a more or less coincident time to avoid the enemy reinforcement of the areas attacked with troops from the areas still not attacked
I asked my team, the twins assured me that after I taught them how to do it in Saint-Lo they could take care of the one in Utah while Georgie and I went for the one in Juno / Gold and then from a stop in the nearby mountains Le Havre could destroy the latter with a large area attack.
Worrying a lot for the twins I had to say goodbye for now. Georgie told me that it was just a "see you later" instead of a goodbye, that they needed solo experience.
-Yes, but you do not choose to separate also to get that "valuable solo experience" ehh.- Georgie under the head and pretended not to hear what I said.-Ehhh ... - I insisted.
-Yes, I heard you. It's just that I don't have the confidence of those two brothers, I just don't think I could end one of those nests by myself. That's why I think I'm better with you, so I support you.-
-But you ended up with a heavy turtle without blinking. A nest only requires one more shot.- If you show it to me live, you may eventually gain enough confidence to do it alone and without support.
I led the march to Saint-Lo with the twins following me and Georgie closing the march. Luckily the nest was nothing difficult to find given its absurdly large size.
-So that you do not have to rely on my firepower, I am going to ask you to make the breach in the enemy armor, then someone will shoot at the exposed core and we will erase that monster, those that are not or bursting the shielding or waiting to shoot the core that cover the rest. Another tip if we are a few we can surround the target from several flanks and attack at the same time, so the target will have to focus on several attackers and their attacks are less powerful. If we do not have many troops as will be your case - I turn to the twins who now looked at me and listened with total attention - you must shoot at the target's attack zones, even if they are the densest and best protected areas with these attacks, you can be sure both to lower the armor and to eliminate attack points and as the objective that we know cannot move, the only way it will have to defend itself is to shoot but if you destroy its areas of attack it will not be able to do so and this will result in an advantageous situation for you. But do not trust, that can not attack the nest does not mean that the rest of the neurois are equally defenseless. - I turn to the huge behemoth. - Well, let's start, Georgie and I will be escorts while Tommy and Iona will take the attack.-
Given the instructions the entire squad occupied their combat positions.
As soon as the twins began the attack turtles of all sizes appeared from every dark corner of the town. Georgie and I are concerned with the task of destroying them before they get shot angle against any of the twins.
The fight was short but intense, he barely had time to reload the FLAK before another turtle appeared in the attack range. Finally, after the eighteen most intense minutes of my life, even being above the "firestorm" of the Lappeenranta forest, the cannon shots of the twins got through the armor to find that the core was moving towards another position.
Georgie did not think about it for a second and, copying the technique she had seen me do when testing StuH 42 and that I imitated the "destroyer tanuki," she loaded an "explosive" bullet into her cannon and fired at the hole at full power. Causing the core to crack by the force of deflagration detonated in the old chamber of the core of that nest.
-Very good Georgie, you've copied the technique perfectly.- I said as I approached her "rolling" and stroked her head as if it were my dog after doing a good trick. The familiars must have had a strange influence on their hosts as Georgie now waved her tail as if she were a dog. This also reminded me of the strange habit Sisar had when she watched the neurois from the edge of the forest; It looked like a wolf stalking its prey; I also remembered the accident of the "perverted tanuki".
I sighed, and took a breath to take away useless thoughts right now; When we had the country taken, I would have time to think about stupidities but for now I had a battle to win.
-We also did well, aren't you going to praise us? - Iona asked with her cheeks burning.
-Do you want me to stroke your head too, Iona?- This question along with a condescending look was enough to keep it from continuing. -But yes, you're right. Very good work you two. I hope you now have the basics to destroy the target. Utah's nest.- The twins nodded at the same time
-I still don't understand why you call them Utah, Omaha, Juno / Gold and Sword. Those are not the official designations of the League for landing beaches.
-We'd have to explain the context of it and you wouldn't understand ... - How to explain to someone here the Second World War? More if we consider what happened in this "era" and with similar technology.
We said goodbye, it was really hard for me to let the twins leave alone; Georgie had to push me and pull me to keep me from coming back for them. So Georgie and I headed to Caen and the twins to the bocage area. In the vicinity of Caen we found some resistance but nothing strange given that I should be alert after what happened in Saint-Lo. Nothing remarkable, rapid fire of FLAK of 20 mm and the problems disappeared in miasma scrolls.
Soon we reached the nest of Caen and began operations, after the adrenaline burst produced by the recent combat Georgie repeated technique in this nest and a huge gap appeared on the side of the strange pyramidal structure I did not wait and did the same with the cannon of ten point five and the nest was destroyed in just a couple of minutes.
After this we call the twins by radio to make sure the state of the mission and its objective. They were in combat when we called from what I understand they are nice.
We continue to the mountains near the Seine and ascend to gain angle of shot against the last nest. When we reached a sufficient height we stopped to appreciate the surroundings, it was beginning to dawn and the crystalline structure of Sword's nest could be seen perfectly thanks to the sun's rays being reflected in the glass of its outer armor. This nest looked like a huge igloo with an obelisk at the top of its dome, the nest turned out to be an architecturally beautiful structure; Too bad he was an enemy and we must destroy him.
-Georgie, look- I indicate the position of the remaining nest. -Attentively, at dusk and dawn the miasma becomes a beautiful violet color. As soon as we destroy the nest, the miasma will disperse so this is your only chance to see how unique or nice the enemy can do.- Georgie didn't seem very happy with what she had just said but as soon as she turns to me to answer me the sun's rays began to appear over the horizon and seep through the dense miasma clouds, these began to emit a faint violet glow that made the neuroi stand out as misplaced pieces in that beautiful color composition.
-Miasma is a foreign material, depending on the temperature changes color. When it is cold, it is a dark violet color, but if you pass the light through it it will emit a bright violet glow, if it is hot it is red and when this hyperheated is red white. The rays are actually jets of hyperheated miasma propelled at high pressure.-
Georgie said nothing, she was just standing there with her mouth open as if she were seeing something she didn't quite believe. I approached to tell him to prepare for the attack and saw how small tears fell from his eyes.
-I didn't know there could be something so beautiful. It is a pity that we have to eliminate it. - That said, she wiped her tears with her hand and gripped her cannon. -Come on, I'm ready.- She added with decision.
I shook my head. -No, we will not attack with weapons. They don't have enough reach-
-Then what will we do?- Georgie asked confused.
-You will witness the "plasma railgun" - That said I started with the preparations. I turned to her. - Do not laugh if I make weird gestures please, I have not mastered the fact without using thaumaturgy.-
-How could I laugh at you, Sir?- Georgie replied tenderly.
It's funny but you have done the railgun plasma so many times that I have been able to simplify and automate the calculations necessary for its execution and yet the "normal" railgun with solid projectiles could still leave you KO after executing it.
How is that, no more energy is needed to create plasma?
Yes, but once in the ignition chamber the plasma ball's own energy serves to stabilize the rail itself while with the solid projectile shot you must stabilize the rail separately while firing. It's weird, I know, but trust me. Now after executing a "plasma railgun" you should be in a diffuse or semi-conscious state but you should not fry your brain as it happened before.
Thanks Karen.
You're welcome, buddy.
I prepared myself as when I shot against the nest of the north of the Ladoga the only difference is that we were now at a safe distance so that the resulting explosion will not kill us collaterally.
Form the rail, the ignition chamber, the plasma inside and energize the whole assembly until the plasma was ejected at supersonic speed through the mouth of the futuristic cannon. The plasma ball hit a little lower than where it had aimed but due to the colossal size of the target it was difficult to miss the shot.
The plasma ball detonated in just two seconds after hitting the outer shell of the hemispherical nest, the explosion could once again illuminate the environment producing the same light as if it were daytime; such an explosion should have been seen from ships with the naked eye, even from the opposite shore.
A miniature thermonuclear explosion, something that should not exist in this world, yet.
The result was a crater two hundred meters in diameter and a scorching heat that melted all the metals in half a kilometer around.
The shock wave neighborhood all the enemies of the town and surroundings.
Now it only remained to wait for the naval bombardment to destroy the coastal defenses now lacking on reinforcements.
I wanted to call on the radio to check the status of the twins and arrange a meeting point but the sudden rise in body temperature caused me to give myself a drop in blood pressure and get sleepy.
Georgie seemed to understand the situation and she called the twins, informed them of our situation and asked them about the status of their objective.
The mission had been completed smoothly.
Then we meet in the now empty town of Saint-Lo and wait for the naval bombardment.
That would be followed by the largest landing of soldiers and armored vehicles in history and our supplies.
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