Little Rome

Anchovy

March 30

Anchovy stood on her balcony in her palace overlooking the courtyard which was currently packed with soldiers and guards that had just fought off the rebels two days ago as well as civilians scattered throughout the crowd. Her light green hair was in her classic twin drill style held up with two black ribbons, her crop in her right white-gloved hand as her cape bellowed in the background. Her face was serious as her brown eyes stared into the soul of every soldier. Her uniform was in a pristine condition looking as if two days ago she hadn't been fighting for her life.

With a swish of her crop she spoke aloud microphones specifically placed to capture her voice transmitted it over radio waves, every soldier in the Anzio empire be they Anzio or Blues were listening in gathered by their radio as her voice came through.

"Soldiers of Anzio, it saddens me to bring you this news. Two days ago during the pitch dark morning, a group of cowardly rebels lead by the Queen of Anzio and the president of Anzio lead a coup d'etat marching their troops with the goal of Killing... your Duce in her sleep. Thankfully through the brave work of the PVA who guarded me and repelled waves after waves of rebels as we fought together non-stop through the darkness of the morning up into the sunrise of the morning with the Arditi special forces who had been visiting Little Rome fighting through the rebels to reach us." Her voice filled with passion as she retold the story of that fateful morning.

"We can also not forget our brave allies in the Ooarai Empire a small delegation that had arrived in the city immediately throwing themselves against the rebels with Miho even personally leading her forces forward." She cast a glance to Miho who was listening just outside the courtyard in the packed street on top of her tank.

Another swish of the crop which could even be heard through the radio

" We are surrounded by enemies inside and outside of our great and glorious Empire! The enemies are knocking at our doorstep, they will try to find a crack and will filter in like a disease to corrupt us and make us fall from the heavens with their sinful whispers. I ask of you my dear girls, will you be proud loyal soldiers of Anzio High! Will you be proud soldiers of Blue High! Will you be proud soldiers of such a glorious empire! Will you trust in your Duce to lead you to victory!"

With a voice full of confidence and devotion to her nation as well as almost hypnotizing the audience into following her every word dripping off her *silver tongue, the crowd which had been listening with abated breath abruptly erupted into cheers chanting

"DUCE! DUCE! DUCE! DUCE!"

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Random Anzio Soldiers gathered around the radio

The sounds of cheering and chants could be heard from the radio as the five girls gathered around the radio felt as if they were at the rally, they could practically see their Duce speaking to them as if she was in the same room as them and asking them if they would personally pledge themselves to her. They chanted as if they were there, even if their Duce couldn't hear them they chanted, it was the principle that mattered.

Swiftly the girls and the crowd was silenced as the iconic swish of their Duce's crop was heard, through the radio the girls heard her voice start up once more full of belief and conviction in them.

" It fill's me with joy that you feel this way about your Duce but I have one final question for you. We have in our custody the rebel Leaders and the Rebels themselves, I as your Duce humbly ask of you what do you wish for us to do with these leaders. I am a leader of my people and therefore my people should decide what to do with these traitors."

The five girls all had a frown on their face as they thought deeply before unconsciously all whispering their answer "Death"

Suddenly the radio which had been silent blared up again with the voices of the crowd calling for their death. Another swish of her crop and the Duce silenced the crowds.

"If you have chosen death then death is what shall befall them. I promise you with all my heart that I will make this empire the greatest in the world. Step in step the Empires of Ooarai and Anzio shall move forward and we will grasp victory in both of our hands tightly, no matter the enemies we face, no matter how strong they are as long as we remain loyal to each other, bonded to each other with the faith of sisterhood than we shall be victorious! I believe in our soldiers! I believe in our sailors! I believe that victory is ours! No enemies can stand in the way of the combined strength of the Ooarai and Anzio empires!"

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Anchovy, Little Rome

Anchovy finished her speech with a final swish of her crop, her white-gloved hand gripped it slightly tighter as she brought it down her cape bellowing once more behind her as she looked over to Miho who was just outside the courtyard sitting on her tank with her crew watching her eyes glinting with amusement and pride.

Turning around abruptly she walked away her cape flowing behind her to the sounds of the cheering crowd chanting her title fading into the background as her boot's clacked away. She hadn't been lying when she said step in step with Ooarai she would grasp victory and make Anzio and Blue great again, she was certain together that this victory would be theirs.

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Little Moldova, a province in Little Romania

Marina

April 2

Marina watched over the land in front of her, she was wearing a modified field cap that had two pointed sections making it look as if she had bat ears. Her black cape was wrapped around her, she was wearing the normal senshado uniform a black buttoned-up Romanian world war two dress shirt with a white skirt. She was also wearing black high socks with black boot's, sadly her usual black heels were impractical for use.

The land in Moldova could be categorized as rolling hills, plain fields and flat plateaus. Although not the worse land to be tasked to defend it could be better. She had been training with Miho before the event had started to train her tactical and strategic skills. She stared at her *tarot cards in her pocket, she hated that she had been told to not base her strategy solely on her cards. She could allow it to influence her tactics but she wouldn't base her tactics around it. At least that was how Miho had been training her, she had also stated that she should use the cards as a boost to morale since most of her soldiers fervently believed in it, if she said the tarot cards told her to do it than they would follow her to hell if she ordered them too.

Shaking her head at the small amount of guilt that filled her for manipulating her soldiers, she stared at the map in her hands, she had marked out the defensive positions. She had been tasked with the entire Count armies to hold the south, Yogurt would hold the middle and Ooarai would hold the north. She had developed a *defence-in-depth strategy, the goal wasn't to stop Pravda in their tracks but too slowly bring them to a stop.

With this she had ordered the army's to dig in, their were three strategic defensive lines, the first of them was at the border, a set of trenches, traps and hidden tanks and anti-tank guns would be set up. Once they felt like they were going to be overwhelmed they would retreat to the river line, of which they had another line of trenches and hidden guns as well as wooden bunkers. If they had the time they would also have a set of dug in caves that would have *dugouts on the side of the hill where the enemies would be approaching them, allowing them to set up even better-defended machine guns and anti-tank firing positions.

The final and last proper defensive line was a set of concrete bunkers and trenches that were being built in the steep hills and plateaus stretching from the Little Black Sea towards Little Chisinau before reaching the north near a small little town called Little Birceni.

They had been working non-stop since January, only temporarily stopping during February to support the right flank of the Ooarai army during the invasion of Bonple. It had been the first time she had used tactics and strategy without her tarot cards and it had turned out great.

Studying the map Marina continued strategizing how to better her defences. She had set up the army so that there were three armies, the North Count army, the Central Count army and the South Count army. She had given Noemi command of the northern army while Mizuki commanded the southern army. They were both capable commanders even if Noemi was slightly inexperienced. Marina would personally command the central army of which was the smallest as they covered the least amount of ground but had the critical objective of holding Little Chisinau which was a victory city and a critical crossroad section for supplies and reinforcements.

The armies themselves differed in two major ways, while the south army held the most tanks it had fewer infantry considering the terrain in the south was fairly flat and was more advantageous towards tanks and less toward infantry, they would also be given the most engineers in hopes of being able to fill the open fields into a tankers hell with mines and tank traps.

The north army had plenty of infantry and artillery but a limited amount of tanks, they had steep hills and plenty of lands that are unsuitable for tanks with dense forests and creeks and rivers to slow them down, they would also be receiving the most air support and even had the possibility of receiving some reinforcements from Yogurt's armies.

Meanwhile, her central army lacked almost a bit of everything, they had very little infantry, tanks, artillery and air support but they had elite units holding a dense forest, large river and rugged hills and steep plateau's, their main advantage was that all their units were elites from the Bonple campaign, while most of the Count army was inexperienced all of her soldiers had been baptized in the fires of combat during the Bonple campaign and had even repelled the Pravda army in a surprise battle, they also had the easiest access to reserves and supplies.

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Little Vienna

Anne

April 4

Anne watched in front of her as the prisoners that were getting off the trucks put on their uniform and were handed a gun before being sent off to train with the rest of the Bonple Corp which starting today been renamed as the Bonple Legion. It was almost at army size with around 145,264 soldiers being in the army.

She looked behind her at the boxes that had just arrived, they weren't weapons or anything close to that but she was sure that this would be an appreciated gesture and would gain a lot of the trust and faith in the soldiers who wondered why they were joining their enemies to fight for them.

The box contained rows and rows of medals, the medal showed a soldier defending her homeland and the ribbon attached to the metal was coloured red and white. The medal had officially been called the "Defense of Bonple Medal", it was to be given to all Bonple soldiers who had served in the defence of their territory whether they were prisoners or not.

It would be handed out later today during supper in a ceremony, in this ceremony she would also announce the flag that the Bonple army would be using as well as the Flag that her Division would use. The army flag was a simple flag with red and white horizontal striped with an iron wall in the middle and the words Little Danzig in the middle.

The division flag was the one with the laurel wreath and Polish legion written on it, with the four flags of Ooarai in each corner and the red iron cross and white background.

They had been able to convince around half of the prisoners to join, it was around the number of girls she expected to join her, it was simply foolish to believe more of the girls would have joined her after fighting for a month against Ooarai. She had barely scraped together enough pilots to form a Bonple airforce.

As for the equipment in the army, well Ooarai was barely able to supply 45,000 troops so they were now severely underequipped with only around thirty percent of the army being equipped for combat. Although she had been told that she can expect it to be around sixty percent of the army being equipped by the end of next month and almost ninety percent of the army the month after that.

Running her hand through her hair she glanced back at the boxes full of metals and at the soldier's training in front of her, this was much more stressful than she thought it was, how did Jajka keep her composure all the time.

Sighing she adjusted her uniform before going out to walk among the troops and watch them a bit more closely as well as talk with a few officers and generally build a relationship with the new recruits.

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Border of Little France and Little Germany

Eclair

April 5

Eclair was in her *Somua S35 as she placed the map on the back of the engine section of her tank, the confederation was filled with plenty of tension, one of the main ones was the change in leadership with Eclair taking the commander position after forcing a girl named Madeleine to step away from command a year ago.

Sadly this tournament had forced her to reaccept the old commander and her loyal supporters back into her folds creating a rather distinctive split between the Maginot army with those who listen to the lower-ranked general Madeleine over Eclair. It was the root problem of all the other problems in the Maginot army.

She had been forced to give Madeleine command of the Little Italia front as well as what had come to be called the Maginot-BC line, a system of fortifications. She had also been backed into a corner where she was forced to give Colombier control over the troops on the Little Spain front.

Meanwhile, she had secured the Little Switzerland front as hers and had been able to secure most of the reserves to be under her command allowing her to attack any front she saw fit with said reserves.

The only two loyal generals she has are Fondue and Galette, with Fondue being vice-commander of the reserve corps inside her reserve army meanwhile Galette was in command of the Switzerland front army and was told to remain on the defensive on that front with orders to properly counter-attack whenever the opportunity arrives.

Talking about counter-attacks she was about to commit her own attack. So far Maria and herself had agreed on remaining on the defensive but they had found a fairly week gap inside the enemy lines. They had called it the Saar's gap and would be launching their first offensive their today, the heavy tanks of BC freedom consisting of *Char B1 Bis would charge forwards like *cuirassiers attracting all the attention and covering the infantry behind them, behind the heavy tanks would be Eclair's Lightning division which would exploit the advance and using the chaos of the battle would charge in close and use their rapid-firing guns to knock out as many enemies as possible before they would stop and set up some defensive positions.

The heavy tanks began moving up and Eclair grabbed the two flags inside her tank and signalled to the others to begin moving up, only the tank leaders had radios resulting in close to no tanks having radios.

She entered the turret of her tank and loaded the cannon with an HE shell, they wouldn't be facing Kuromorimine today since this section was still held by Bellwall. She aimed the cannon and fired the gun watching as her HE shell sailed over her friendly troops and crashed into the trench line set up in front of her.

The heavy tanks were suddenly hit by a wave of anti-tank weapons only to bounce them all off, the machinegun's blared on both sides as the constant pinging noises began being heard inside of her tank creating a deafening echo.

This was her first battle, she was a bit shaken at the pings that seemed to reverberate through the tanks. She loaded another shell into her cannon and aimed it once more before firing it again. The driver was at cruising speed, just slow enough for her to be able to aim her cannon, the heavy tanks lumbered forwards firing both of their guns throwing dirt all over the place.

Suddenly a few hidden enemy tanks made their appearance dug in Panzer 38T tanks and Panzer 35T tanks fired at the approaching tanks mostly bouncing off the front of the Char B1 but occasionally hitting a track or worse one of the tanks behind them like an *FT17 knocking them out.

Her tank bounced a few of these shells as she finally reached the trench line itself, a quick peek showed the friendly infantry with their bayonets attached charging into the trenches. Firing her machinegun in support of the infantry she shot her cannon hitting a Panzer 38T and causing black smoke to come spilling out of the tank.

The enemy began retreating and a small vicious and smug smile appeared on Eclair's face this was the time for her division to shine, she could chase the retreating enemy forces and cause even more casualties like the *Hussars from Napoleon times.

"all tanks full speed ahead chase the enemy in till the ridge 1 Km from here" she signalled with her flags

She knew it was as far as she could afford to push without the fear of being encircled. A small nudge with her foot signalled to her driver to start driving forward. While the BC infantry and tanks set up a small perimeter and began treating the wounded and the prisoners that had been captured her lightning division immediately exited out of the trench and chased the retreating enemy firing their rifles in pursuit, while her tanks chased after the Panzer 35T and the 38T.

Her cannon fired again knocking out another tank as they began climbing up the ridge, their was a trail of death and destruction following them as knocked out tanks could be found along their trail as well as dead Bellwall infantry.

Their infantry had been slowly falling behind but had kept running and chasing after the enemy. Climbing up the hill she had reloaded once more and fired the cannon knocking out another enemy as she peaked the hill she opened the hatch behind her grabbed her set of binoculars and exited the turret standing on the tank to look on towards the retreating enemies.

20 tanks had gotten away and at least a few companies of infantry, trailing the binoculars upwards her eyes widen in shock and a french cuss word left her mouth.

"Tabarnak"

In front of her was a fresh armoured division, worse of all it was Kuromorimine forces she could tell by the flag they were flying and the iron cross on their tanks. They had to be at least 500 meters away, quickly sliding into her tank she grabbed her flags and signalled to her tanks.

"Fallback! Kuromorimine tanks spotted I repeat Fallback!"

Her driver had heard her yelling the message turned the tank around and began moving away from the hill when 2 shells landed behind them where they had been moments before. They sped down the hill and began their trek to safety when they were halfway back she glanced back to see the Kuromorimine tanks set up and firing at them a wave of shell's crashed into the ground kicking up dirt everywhere and one that landed right next to the tank threw dirt into the tank.

The infantry was out of range still, they had basically made it back to base the tanks were another story entirely as they dodged the shells as much as possible and fired back as quick as possible. At such a range as this Eclair knew that both sides would be unlikely to hit anything but while a hit from her side would do very little to no damage, they would be hitting the very vulnerable engines of her tanks.

Another wave of shells and one of the tanks were hit and suddenly engulfed in fire. Another one was smoking black smog and a third seemed to have been disabled somehow. They were just 100 meters away, they were so close to safety. Another volley of missed shots as the tank seemed to speed up just slightly as if trying to give its all as they crossed the Char B1 Bis already set up in a defensive position.

Looking back she grimaced as a shell landed just behind her tank as the Lightning Division fled further behind their line to regroup. They had just barely dodged death, if they had been a minute too late they would have all died from those reinforcements.

Clutching her stomach as a stomach began bothering her, she had gotten too aggressive with the *cavalry tanks, pushed too far and had almost paid for it. She had lost 15 tanks in the retreat and another 10 in the assault, not terrible but that was 95 girls she would never see again.

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Little Black Sea

Nicolett

April 7

Nicolett was overlooking her small patrol fleet of which was made up of 4 destroyers, 2 light cruisers and 1 *Heavy cruiser of which she was currently commanding. She was on a small patrol that would patrol the nearby waters looking for any St-Gloriana excursion from Little Egypt.

The Ooarai naval Flag flew proudly on her ships that were sailing in the slightly rougher sea's, she had spotted a Pravda Battleship and two cruisers as well as 4 destroyers making their way towards her. Although she had brought all the ships to a state of readiness she had been told to watch out for aggression coming from Pravda.

Minutes passed by as the fleets got closer and closer to each other a storm had started brewing overhead that neither captain had noticed.

The Heavy cruiser ship named the Prinz Eugen From the Prinz Class was the leading ships and Nicolett's flagship, it was one of the best heavy cruiser ships that had been designed so far, with two-three gun turrets in the front and the back holding 14-inch guns as well as six 8 inch secondary turreted guns on the side of the ship and 2 torpedo launchers on each side of the ship containing 4 torpedo tubes each. The ship itself sailed at a top speed of 38 Knots, the only lacking part was the armour considering that the ship could be damaged by most light cruisers.

Nicolett was watching the Pravda navy as it began turning away breathing a sigh of relief as her ship was suddenly hit by some rough waves, quickly grabbing onto a chair to steady her balance she looked back up only to see flashes from the Pravda ships and the loud sudden booming sound reverberating across the ways from the shots.

"Everybody to battle stations!"

She yelled out as a sudden and piercing alarm started blaring from her ship just as shells began landing around the Ooarai ships, one of the shells slammed into the front of the ship hitting the first cannon.

"*Turret A is jammed!"

She cursed as she heard over the radio the news, she was outnumbered and outgunned and they were too close to be able to successfully retreat from the enemy.

"Incoming Wave brace for impact!"

She yelled just in time as the cruiser began climbing the huge wave in front of it, the rain outside and the sudden darkness inside the storm obscured the view of all ships. She was sure it would be messing with their communication systems as well but there was a small silver lining considering that they would be able to close in towards the enemy and launch their torpedoes using the waves to hide from returning fire.

"All ships turn towards the enemy, we need to break their formation with a charge and launch our torpedoes, Full speed ahead and good luck."

The Prinz Eugen lurched forward with one locked cannon as it began climbing a second wave just barely coming into sight of a cruiser, the three operational guns fired at it with the secondary guns following behind before the cruiser dipped back down and out of sight of the enemy ship barely dodging the returning fire that slammed into the wave behind them.

Steadily making their way towards the enemies the Ooarai ships had lost contact with each other. Out of the blue, the Prinz Eugen popped over the wave and in front of it was the enemy battleship having accidentally crashed into one of its own destroyers horribly crippling said destroyer.

The guns pointed towards the battleship as the torpedoes were readied, a volley was fired from their ship and smashed into the ship or sailed overhead into an incoming wave. An enemy turret was engulfed in fire as the torpedoes were released as the cruiser sped towards the wave in front of it.

A wave of shots slammed into the side of the Prinz Eugene and a fire was started on her deck as it climbed the wave and dipped back down a thick black smoke following behind her. A minute passed by before explosions could be heard behind her as a column of water was raised high enough to rise over the waves before crashing back down.

The fire in the front of the ship began to spread as she steered it towards another wave double the size of the previous ones.

"Everyone get below deck!"

The yell was echoed up and down the ship as everyone shut the doors just in time for the ship to crash through the wave instead of climbing it. The fire was extinguished as the water washed over the ship before it exited the other side of the wave and crashed back downwards the waves themselves starting to calm down as the storm began to pass over them.

The waves calmed back down to simply choppy and rough waves as the heavy rain outpour became a simple light rain. Communication was suddenly reestablished as voices blared out in the distance.

"Damage Report" She ordered

"This is light cruiser Bucharest, reporting significant damage to the superstructure and light flooding."

"This is light cruiser Sofia, reporting heavy flooding and damage to Turrets A and *Turrets D as well as a contained fire."

"This is destroyer Orjen, reporting light damage to propeller and light flooding."

"This is destroyer Ulan, reporting heavy damage to the majority of the ship and uncontrolled fire on deck. No flooding."

"-"

"This is destroyer Dinara, light damage to superstructure... we saw Destroyer Velebit start sinking during the fight near two enemy destroyers."

Grabbing her binoculars she began scanning the rough waters, she found the Pravda battleship that she had hit with some torpedoes slowly submerging on its side as it began to *capsize. One cruiser was broken in half and sinking while the other one was slowly listing to one side as it attempted to limp away, she knew that it would probably sink before it got anywhere close to a Pravda port. The destroyer that had been rammed was sinking backwards... probably hit by a torpedo itself and she spotted two more Pravda flag poles sinking into the water the rest of the ship not visible.

Scanning the water she spotted some girls floating in the water as the Ooarai naval flag was slowly sinking into the water.

"There they are! 40 degree's starboard"

The cruiser began making its way to the girls slowly coming to a stop and bringing the shivering girls onboard.

Nicolett leaned backwards and sighed in relief and they said this was a normal calm patrol route.

The crews on that day would be the first Ooarai sailors to fight in a naval battle which had resulted in 1 friendly destroyer sunk and 1 destroyer scuttled meanwhile 1 battleship, 1 cruiser and 4 destroyers were sunk with one presumed to have been scuttled, ironically the first Ooarai naval battle was against an enemy they weren't even at war against. Once they returned to port they would all be awarded the Sailor's medal with some girls also receiving the Bravery medal. For her work Nicolett would be receiving a promotion from admiral to *grand admiral of the Ooarai fleet's, a position which had been empty beforehand. She would also receive both previously mentioned Medals as well as the military merits cross.

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Little Paris

April 8

Waves and waves of planes could be seen going towards the city of lights, the groups of planes acted as artificial clouds as they periodically blocked out the sun. Planes were fighting above them, one side keeping the other side of the bombers.

The soldiers and civilians on the ground stared in amazement as the planes approached them to ignorant to realize the danger they were putting themselves in. The bomb bay doors slowly opened to reveal dozens of bombs each weighing around *250 pounds.

Suddenly a deafening whistle could be heard as hundreds and hundreds of bombs were dropped as they fell towards the city. A mindless panic gripped the civilians and the soldiers below as they rushed into metro systems, buildings and even alleys in fear of the whistle. Not knowing what was to come.

It started with one explosion before quickly multiplying and before anybody knew it the entire city was engulfed in a dull orange colour as flames spread through the city as flashes appeared in the city each time a bomb exploded.

The bombing lasted a total of 30 minutes, during it all, some bombers were shot down adding black trails of smoke as they crashed into the city and the nearby fields. The fields around Little Paris were littered with crashed and burnt out planes from both sides as they left black smoke and small fires in the dozens in the surrounding fields.

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Little Benelux, East Little Belgium

Assam

April 9th

Assam watched as her troops were setting themselves up, the St-Glorianna expeditionary forces were only a fraction of the actual St-Glorianna army but the rest of them had been deemed too untrained to be sent to France and therefore would continue training in the Home Islands.

This wasn't to say that her army was small by any standard, she had an army which reached the size of 250,000 and her army would receive 200,000 new soldiers by the beginning of May. For now, though the plan was to hold the border of Little Belgium with a fallback line being the Little Meuse river, this would allow the Waffle Armies to split themselves between guarding Little Luxembourg and South Belgium which were known for their dense forests and hilly terrain as well as its rural roads.

Meanwhile, BC freedom would hold Little Netherlands in the north, which was full of small and big rivers as well as easily floodable territory. Assam had her troops immediately start improving the trenches and fortifications that they had inherited from the overstretched Waffle and BC armies.

They had very little reserves at the moment with only a few divisions being kept back to plug up any holes created in the line.

Assam was currently stationed in the city of Little Liege a fortified city with anti-air emplacements and an actual fort just outside the city itself. She had heard some reports of the occasional skirmish where her troops had encountered an enemy patrol group. The frontline all across the Confederation borders had started looking a bit too much like WW1 as artillery bombarded both sides continuously and had created a 1 km long corridor of death all along the frontline.

Resting her head against the desk she thought about the book's on *Montgomery she had read as well as books on *Wellington. Her blonde hair was splayed all over the desk. She had been able to get the okay from Darjeeling to start sending GI6 operatives into enemy lines in an attempt to start gathering information.

She had kept most of her *Matilda II behind enemy lines as she knew that they are currently impenetrable by enemy guns and her *Crusaders II would be used as quick stop gaps, slowing the enemy in till the Matilda's arrived and counter attacked the enemy.

Now it was just a waiting game as both forces built up their armies somberly thought Assam, and when the armies clashed it would be a battle bigger than anybody had ever seen as well as containing the most deaths seen so far.

She knew it in her guts.

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Little Cologne

Virginia Code (Diana)

April 10

Long black hair flowed behind a beautiful girl that was slowly making her way through the streets of Little Cologne, truly a beautiful city. She had just been chatting up some soldiers nearby and had gotten some critical information about where the local HQ was, specifically Maho's HQ.

She was dressed in a pearly white dressed fairly tight on her, high heels and some jewelry around her neck looking the part of a rich dainty little girl enjoying her time. Her heels clicked and clacked as she made her way to the office building.

She made it look as if she was taking a small break near a pole, rubbing her feet as if they were sore from the walk over here. All the while she studied the office building, 2 stories tall, a metal fence around the building about 20 meters away from the building, two guards at the door and two at the gates to the fence. As well as some flashlights in peering out of the window's every now and then probably some patrols.

Taking a small alleyway she followed it through, she turned every now and then crossing a few streets before finding herself on the back of the office building near the fences. Checking her purse she opened up a secret pouch revealing multiple secret tools. Lockpicking tools, notepad, and some stripes of clothes as makeshift bandages.

She studies the fence itself as she took off her heels and set them up in the corner of the alley, reaching into them she grabbed a knife hidden in the heel of one of her shoes and a pen from the other one.

She looked at the space between the fences, trying to squeeze herself sideway's she quickly found a problem with trying to enter through this way... her breast was simply too big. It's not like she had a ridiculous boob size actually she was more average in that department but it was still the extra few centimetres needed to start digging into her skin if she tried to enter through this way.

Taking a step back she grabbed her bandages and slowly wrapping it around her chest, slowly tightening it in till her breast were all squashed up against her she tried once more breathing in and slowly inching her way through the fence in till she made it through.

Rubbing her chest slightly from the pain she continued moving forwards towards the building. Hugging the wall she brought out her lockpicking tools and began working on one of the windows. Slowly but surely moving it around, she wasn't the most experienced with lock picking but it was a skill needed for spies and so she had learnt it.

Hearing the soft click she muttered a few words to calm herself down as she lifted the window and brought out the small extendable stick to hold it as she placed her arms on the window seal and began climbing up.

Lifting her body into the building she silently lowered herself to the floor before removing the stick and shutting the window once more. Making her way towards the stairs she remained as silent as a ninja watching for any flashes of light or sounds of steps coming her way.

Reaching the stairs she slowly climbed up them to the top, she would start for the search from top to bottom looking for Maho's office. She started from the right and moved to the left, checking each office and finding nothing except for the occasional supply situation report or troop movement all of which she jotted down on paper.

She quickly darted under a desk as she saw a flash of light in the hall, footsteps echoing down the hall, the two soldiers were talking in german. She may have been fluent in reading german but sadly she could only catch snippets of it in conversation she hadn't fully trained herself yet in how to speak it although she had been making leaps and bounds.

Seeing under the desk their feet march by her she waited a few seconds before peeking out and seeing them turn the corner. She silently moved to the stairs and went down them, once more searching through the desk's for Maho's desk when she stumbled upon it.

Quickly she began opening the drawers looking for any major plans or operations, she stumbled across four different operations. Opening them up she saw two of them had a rejected stamp on them, closing them and putting them back in their drawer she grabbed the other two.

Operation Die Wacht Am Rhein and Schlieffen's plan, both plans were very similar with small deviation in how they were to be executed. One called for sweeping through Little Netherlands before turning the flank of the enemy forces and rushing downwards, it relied on speed and power to be executed as well as securing the bridges intact, this was Die Wacht Am Rhein.

The Schlieffen Plan called for a slow and cautious advance through Little Netherlands, with an advance through Little Belgium once troops have been sucked into the battle in Little Netherlands in a hoped to cut them off and crush the pocket as quickly as possible.

Gathering her notes she put away the files and slipped back down the stairs and back to her window. Opening it she slipped out and was about to make her way towards where she entered when she spotted two soldiers studying the oddly placed heels. Silently making her way to the other side of the building she reached the fences and forced herself through the gap once more. Taking a deep breath from the tight space she had just squeezed herself through she began walking off. She needed to get this information to Alisa so that it can make it's way to St-Glorianna.

This could save a lot of lives on their side.

Word Ledger

Silver tongue: someone who is charismatic, eloquent and persuasive with their words. Is capable of manipulating others into believing what they want them to believe.

Tarot Cards: Mystical cards are believed by some to predict the future. Usually related to gypsies and more specifically Romanian gypsies.

Defence-in-Depth: a military strategy that calls for multiple layers of defensive lines to render your lines more difficult to breakthrough. When properly executed it makes your defensive line extremely hard to breakthrough.

Dugouts: In this context refers to small holes in the side of a hill where soldiers can shoot out of with rifles, machine-guns and anti-tank guns.

Somua S35: a french cavalry tank with good armour average speed and a weak gun (37mm cannon), also usually fitted without radios.

Char B1 bis: a french heavy tank with almost impenetrable armour (only the biggest of gun's stand a chance), incredibly slow, very long, has two guns a small 37mm cannon on the turret with a larger 75mm howitzer cannon fixated on the hull. Usually equipped with radio and considered the Tiger tank of early ww2 tanks.

Cuirassiers: Heavy late Medival to Napoleonic era cavalry with chest plates that can block a musket ball. Equipped with pistols and swords and known for their devastating charges that could single-handedly change the course of the battle.

FT17: a world war 1 tank that revolutionized the tank industry, considered outdated and weak by world war 2 standards. It's slow, too low armoured and had a weak gun compared to most other tanks.

Hussars: 16th-century to 19th-century cavalry known for their lightning-quick speed and devastating charges that would surprise enemies instead of relying on shock. Equipped with pistols and swords with some even having carbines.

Cavalry tank: The idea of having a fast tank to exploit any breakthrough in the enemy lines to cause as much chaos and damage to the fleeing and disorganized enemies while capturing as much territory as possible.

Heavy Cruiser: A ship with relatively fast speed and good guns. Considered a cheaper alternative to a battlecruiser. A heavy hitter designed for patrols and capable of keeping up with light cruisers and destroyers.

Turret A-D: the Letters at the turret are made regarding where the turret itself is placed. With A and B being the front two turrets and C&D being the back two turrets. Note that the turrets are simply named from the one closest to the front of the ship to the one closest to the rear. So if you had 3 turrets in the front with 1 in the back then A, B, C would be in the front of the ship while D would be at the back.

Grand Admiral: The highest rank in the Ooarai Navy.

250 Pound Bomb: a bomb that holds around 125 pounds of TNT explosives and the rest being the thickness of the metal. Perfect for destroying buildings and causing a lot of wide-area damage

Montgomery: a famous ww2 British general known for his cautious attacks and more defensive nature as well as the disastrous Operation Market Garden.

Wellington: the English general who defeated Napoleon during the Napoleonic wars.

Matilda II: an Infantry tank with heavy armour slow speed and rapid firing 2pdr gun (weak gun). Considered impenetrable from the front from anything that isn't a heavy gun.

Infantry tank: the idea of a slow tank moving around the speed of a walking person with thick armour to break through the enemy lines without taking any damage.

Crusader II: one of the best examples of a cavalry tank, a fast mobile tank with little armour and a 2pdr rapid-firing cannon as well as being low profile.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, let me know what you guys thought of with the Anzio speech and the Spy part... or just let me know your favourite part in this chapter that works too. I'll be working on some art for this chapter (specifically some flags). Well again I hope you guys enjoyed sorry if this Authors note makes less sense than usual it's 4am over here and I just finished editing everything. Please comment/review and let me know what you think of the story so far and what your theories are on them. I'd like to thank everyone whose commented or reviewed on this story it really makes my day when I read those reviews. Anyways hope you enjoyed an thank you for reading this far into my book.

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2020/11/12