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Most normal people celebrate Thanksgiving. I celebrate Zui-chan's birthday (Nov 27) and Indy rebounding against the Packers.
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(P.S. The only person that gets to hold Indy that badly is Portland, understand?)
Reviews:
Severak: Yes. It's very "Yab." (TMT) On the bright side, we've got exactly 69 reviews now!
Go to Horny jail: Horny jail is just a meeting room where you get to meet other horny people, right?
The One: Huh. Looking at it, Wasp dies like 3 weeks from now. Don't know if it's worth it's own chapter. I did promise to get to Guadalcanal by Christmas... Perhaps I'll make a short interim about that.
John: Anything can go lewder. (Expect this is T rated, so I guess not the story...) Also, I wish I had enough gems for Enty's and Horny's dress skins. And um. Let me just say that Hornet's dress skin is rather... "Ecchi" with the "Wine bottle".
Portland's POV:
"Portland, Over here!" Atlanta waved her hand in the air.
"Got it!" I walked over to her. Atlanta was in a white sailor uniform, with sunny peach blots tie dyed along her sleeves. Her blue cap was lined with pins and other decorations. Out of place of the usual merchandise were two silver stars, glued to the front.
"Say, what are those stars for?" I asked, pointing to her head.
"Don't you know?" Atlanta took off her hat and handed it to me, boasting. "These are battlestars! They represent perilous work and dedication to the Eagle Union's cause. I worked nail and bone to get these two Battle Stars. Technically, I am one of the Most decorated ships in the Eagle Union!"
"Ah." I looked at the Cap. There were several pins of San Diego and Saratoga on the side, each depicting rather risque poses. "I thought they were just gifts from Indy, not some Government award. Who's the Most decorated ship then?"
"I think it's Enterprise with 4 battlestars." Atlanta rubbed her chin.
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I rose my eyebrows.
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"Really?" I grinned, before pulling out 4 stars from my Indy collection wallet. "I guess I'm tied with Enterprise then." (1)
Atlanta's jaw dropped as she inspected the stars.
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"I guess I'm the 'Most decorated ship' in the Eagle Union." I laughed.
"Show off." Atlanta rolled her eyes.
"Sorry I was late." Enterprise walked over to the dock, with a group of ships behind her. "I had some business to do. Are you all fueled?"
I looked at the awkward hat Enterprise donned.
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"Yes…" Atlanta raised her eyebrows. "But why are you giving Miss Saratoga a piggyback ride?"
"It was one of her demands." Enterprise shrugged.
"I guess you could say she is an Aircraft Carrier Carrier." A green haired girl behind her snorted.
"Shut up Salt lake." Minneapolis deadpanned as San Francisco visibly cringed.
"Well I thought that was funny." Salt Lake City defiantly crossed her arms. "You guys have no sense of Humor."
"Back on topic." Enterprise coughed. "We have a new Battleship in the Fleet. North Carolina, would you mind introducing yourself?"
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"Sure." She responded. North Carolina had long blonde hair, running down her back to the edge of her Hull. The battleship was wearing a long white Admiral's Uniform, with buttons and badges lining the side of her attire. Three triple barrel turrets, with paint unscratched, glistened in the sun behind her. "I'm North Carolina, a new Eagle Union battleship that has been transferred from a short Internship with the Royal Navy. Pleasure to meet you." (2)
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"You too." Atlanta shook her hand. "So you're our flagship then."
"No, not quite." Saratoga chirped from Enterprise's head. "She's a bit shy about taking command, so one of you two are going to be screen flagship."
"I am not shy, I am just prudent." North Carolina defended herself.
"Sure.." Saratoga nodded her head back and forth.
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"Perhaps it is better to be shy than to be enjoying the rhythm of Enterprise's neck muscles." North Carolina retorted.
"IS THAT WHAT HAS BEEN DRIPPING DOWN MY BACK?" Enterprise yelled as she turned her head around.
"Oh!" Saratoga moaned coyly as Enterprise unintentionally stuck her face inside her skirt. "You're so dirty, Enty. I'm all yours whenever you say so."
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"Get off or I'll decommission you." Enterprise turned her head back in an instant.
"Fine..." Saratoga launched off her head and gracefully backflipped to the ground.
"So, what are we going to be doing?" North Carolina chatted as we sailed through the Solomon sea.
"Well, our job is to dutifully protect the Carrier Groups from impending Sakura Attack." Atlanta pointed her finger up.
"In actuality, we almost always do nothing." I shrugged. "Generally, you will only need to load your guns when you are patrolling, not escorting carriers. In fact, I have actually never fired a gun at a Sakura ship aside from two battles."
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"Portland, I want to look cool." Atlanta sighed. "Don't take this away from me."
"Well, this time, it might be different." I reasoned. "We're actually doing a full on operation, and the Sakura Empire has a tendency to rush our force in battle."
"You know, that is somewhat true." Atlanta nodded. "I have never actually seen the Sakura Empire use their planes at long ranges."
"Guess I'm going to be using these bad boys." North Carolina patted one of her turrets.
"Still not as big as Enterprise's!" Saratoga shouted across the waves before Enterprise pulled on her cheeks.
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"Was Saratoga always this attached to Enterprise?" I narrowed my eyes as North Carolina awkwardly put her turret back.
"I think she's just recently become infatuated with the Secretary." Atlanta shrugged. "She seems to have a unwavering yet unrequited dedication to the Secretary."
"That's Weird." I commented.
"Yes it is." Atlanta looked at me.
"Caw, Caw, Caw." Grim squeaked as she landed on Enterprise's arm.
"What was that?" North Carolina looked at Grim as he landed on Enterprise's arm while the Carrier turned into the wind. "Is that a bird?"
"That's Grim." I walked up and carefully picked up the eagle as he ruffled his feathers. "She used to be Yorktown's until her sinking."
"Aww. That's Nice." Atlanta reached out to the fowl, who immediately pecked her hand.
Atlanta recoiled, rubbing her now red palm.
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"Hey! That's mean." She scolded as Grim returned to grooming himself. "Bad Bird."
"He just has to get used to you." I tutored as I fed him some of my rations. "Good Grim."
"So, why is he here?" North Carolina walked up to the Eagle. "I thought pets weren't allowed in the Navy."
"She's more of a Reconnaissance Bird." I told the novice battleship. "She must have information."
"Really?" Atlanta speciously analyzed the bird.
"Yeah." I switched to my limited eagle. "Caw Caw Caw Hiss Caw?"
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Grim twisted his head.
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"Did you just accuse him of licking dog droppings?" Enterprise asked as she caught the patrolling planes in the sky.
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Atlanta cackled behind me.
"Shut up, It's not like you can do better." I covered Atlanta's mouth.
"Dog dr-HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH" Atlanta wheezed on the seafloor.
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"So, what information did you get?" North Carolina asked Enterprise as I pinched Atlanta's nose.
"We found a Sakura Carrier force north of our position." Enterprise took out a map and circled a spot in the ocean. "It appears to be just guarding transports rather than an actual strike force. I'm a bit hesitant to launch an attack just now, in case we find the actual Sakura carriers." (3)
"So we are waiting for a better opportunity?" North Carolina asked.
"Yes." Enterprise whisted, and Grim lifted off into the sky. "We'll let them go for now."
"Wait Enty." Saratoga radioed over. "Can I launch planes to intercept them?"
"It might be better to keep your flight deck clear in case of a Sakura Attack." Enterprise responded. "I think they know where we are, due to all of the Submarines and planes we have encountered so far. We should be prepared to launch emergency fighters at all times."
"It's worth the risk, isn't it?" Saratoga reasoned. "One carrier down is huge in terms of overall war effort. Besides, we do have the strongest escort fleet ready to defend us to the last man.
"I'm not so sure…" Enterprise's confidence waived.
"Let's go. In and out. 20 minute adventure." Saratoga influenced.
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"Fine." Enterprise shook her head. "Make sure you keep some aircraft in reserve."
"Got it!" Saratoga cheerfully cut off the radio. I looked into the sea, and saw the Pink Haired idol accelerate in the faint distance.
Saratoga's POV:
I stared deeply into the screen on my forearm. The new radar technology from Eldridge allowed for me to now launch strikes remotely without the threat of counterattack. I saw a small group of lime dots on the far right of the screen, alerting me to the Sakura's ship's presence. I switched to my plane's view.
In front of me was a small taskforce of 4 ships, unaware of my dive bombers above them. I lowered my squadron beneath the clouds. A destroyer glanced at the sky, and pointed at the sun. Immediately, the group scrambled to their transports as a Pink haired carrier fumbled her Zeros into the sky.
"Forwards, Forwards…" I muttered under my breath as sudden clouds of flak engulfed the vanguard of my planes. A Wildcat dropped to the sea, igniting into a fiery comet with a tail of raven black smoke.
I held my breath as the remaining aircraft flipped over in a harmonious tango, madly dancing two by two over the bodies of the Sakura ships. Geysers of water rapidly crept forwards to the petrified carrier, a chain of lightning zig-zagging through the ocean. The pink haired girl stared emptily into the pack of devastators until she was torn apart by the carnival of fireworks.
The screen faded to black, and I sighed in relief.
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"One carrier down!" I high fived Minneapolis.
"Nice." She nodded weakly.
"Enterprise!" I turned to the carrier in front of me. "I sunk her! Praise me!"
"Allright, Saratoga." She turned to me and rubbed my head. "Good job."
"You better buy me Ice cream later." I bargained. "Or maybe lobster. I've heard shellfish are really good around here."
"I'll think about that." Enterprise promised. "I guess you were ri-"
"Planes!" Atlanta shouted as she pointed to a roaring bloc of grey and red massing on the horizon, blindly drifting along the eastern wind. "Sakura!"
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"Everybody, set up in a double circle Anti-Aircraft formation!" Enterprise commanded. "Saratoga launch your fighters!"
"Got it!" I walked up to the front with Enterprise. Let's show these Sakura ships who's boss!
"Wait on my command." Enterprise muttered. "We will trap as many bombers in a pincer attack, understood?"
"Yes." I prepared to fire my fighters into the air.
The swarm inched closer.
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"Not yet." Enterprise reassured.
I can hear a small buzzing in my ear.
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"Hold fire..." Enterprise notched an arrow.
A handful of zeros peeled off from the hive.
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"Wait…" Enterprise crouched back.
The aircraft lined up in front of me, and I looked up into the metallic sky, The undersides of a hundred barbed planes aimed for me. Black honey leaked from the sky, a syrupy mixture of lead and tin. The thunderous drumming war cry of iron bayonets drowned out my ear and connered my sight.
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"NOW!" Enterprise shouted, exploding into the air.
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I could not move.
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Enterprise briefly turned her head back.
She glanced down at me for an endless second as blades of Sakura metal tore through her.
Battle of Eastern Solomons:
Partial Eagle Union Victory
Footnotes:
(1): According to the DANFS list of area campaign medals, this should be correct at this time, but if it's not, then it's artistic license, okay?
(2): North Carolina was actually stationed with British ships in Newfoundland in case Tirpitz ever got bold and tried to raid. She never did, so North Carolina was transferred to the Pacific with South Dakota as her replacement.
(3): In actuality, The Sakura Empire did not know where the fleet was. However, just to be safe, The Eagle Union waited until 2 to launch Saratoga's attack.
You know what always happens after a major battle? That's right, Major trauma!
"Tags: Humor/Adventure"
I'll try to give it a happy ending though.
Anyways, see you next week!