Still, I won't fall

by Batrix2070

For Poland, the war with the Abyss is not a big problem as it is for the coastal countries. Unfortunately the long coastline and the small number of Shipgirls that can serve in defense causes fear, and gives reason to try something impossible to summon Shipgirls that never existed in this world. But after all, a Pole can do! Right?

4. A Sleepless Night

Poland
Night from 16 to 17 April 2007
Home for JW UNRUG

For Westerplatte, her first night in her human body was no reason to sleep. The news of a few hours ago rumbled in her head, the fate of her adopted homeland and her former one. What had happened on the World. And of course the fate of the local version of her. Of course, her first question right after the commander finished his lecture was about the fate of the other her. She thought back to the questions after the lecture.

-General, I have a question. -She said Westerplatte first, breaking out in front of the line and surprising her companions. -Yes Westerplatte? -The General asked. In one breath as if something was about to bite her she said, -How did Nagato end up in this world? Was she conscripted into the US Navy as war booty and then sent for scrap? Or did she end up as a training target? Or maybe she ended up for another purpose- The Commander looked at her as if he was x-raying her soul. She felt distinctly naked before him. She felt as if Pluta could strip her down to her very essence, as if he could look into her head, into her life, with a single thought.

His dark brown eyes, so dark that they could pass for black, stared at her and assessed whether she was ready for an answer. After a moment that seemed like an eternity. Naga saw a glint of satisfaction but sadness in his eyes. He squinted and said. -According to my knowledge, the battleship Nagato was seized by the US Navy and used as a target ship in Operation Crossroads to test the effects of nuclear weapons on ships. Her wreckage can still be seen underwater at Bikini Atoll today. Before the Abyssal Invasion, she was a tourist destination for scuba divers.-

Westerplatte nodded, and internally she was relieved, feeling that the endless nightmare of the nuclear fungus would finally stop bothering her. Suddenly the commander tapped his head - One more side effect of this is that Nagato herself of the JMDSF is averse to nuclear weapons and is in favor of nuclear disarmament or at least the limitation of nuclear weapons in large numbers.

Westerplatte looked at the commander with surprise and with a barely concealed giggle said - Well, I guess we won't get along. - The commander looked at her - And why is that?

Catching the irony Cedynia answered for Westerplatte - Because Westerplatte is adapted to carry nuclear warheads. She has the ability to fire artillery grenades with nuclear warheads if necessary! - The commander looked at Cedynia and then at Westerplatte with a face saying What the fuck? but changed it into the face that Christmas took place this year exceptionally earlier as he realised they were not joking. Westerplatte could clearly hear how Pluta was muttering under his breath -We have something that will effectively remove those fucking bitches from the Baltic Sea and I don't give a fuck about the rest of the world. This is a fucking war with the most pissed off enemy in history. We're already in the 15th year of this fucking war and so far we haven't managed to fully secure the Baltic, let alone the other seas.

The muttering was interrupted only by the cough of the lady Commander, who with a face of an angry grandmother brought the General back to order. -Okay, that's the next question- He said quickly avoiding the scolding from the elder Błyskawica.

It's been an interesting day, I never expected to see Błysk with such a face.- She giggled quietly then looked at the clock on her desk. -It's half past one, I should go to sleep.- Of course she didn't have to do that, she could always check the clocks in her hull, but she remembered the prohibition of using the half-ship mode without a combat need, as they called the state in which Shipgirls find themselves when using their hull and the work of human organs is partially drowned out by the sounds coming from the phantom hulls hidden in their bodies.

This is the mode of many world kanmunsu in which they move all the time. Unfortunately it has its drawbacks like the need to control your strength and weight. Many navies seeing this have been conducting trainings for shipgirls in self-control, following the example of Japan. The Poles, on the other hand, as usual, decided to go their own way and discovered an interesting fact that girls can simply carry their ghostly hulls to a port in their imagination and moor them there, which causes them to become people whom other Kanmusu and Abyssale can mistake for ordinary humans. Needless to say, in order to use their rigging they have to put their hull back out to sea, and that in this state they are slightly more durable and stronger than humans.

This is the mode of many world kanmunsu in which they move all the time. Unfortunately it has its drawbacks like the need to control your strength and weight. Many navies seeing this have been conducting trainings for shipgirls in self-control, following the example of Japan. The Poles, on the other hand, as usual, decided to go their own way and discovered an interesting fact that girls can simply carry their ghostly hulls to a port in their imagination and moor them there, which causes them to become people whom other Kanmusu and Abyssale can mistake for ordinary humans. Needless to say, in order to use the rigging they have to put the hull back out to sea, and that they are in this state slightly more durable and stronger than humans, compared to the half-ship mode.

This caused that by order of the Commander every Polish Shipgirl located on the territory of the Republic of Poland is obliged to be in girl mode when she is not in combat readiness or not performing combat tasks. The Poles were followed by their brothers from the East and all those countries that prefer not to pay compensation for the damage done by the Shipgirls thinking that spending a few minutes more to send the girls to battle in an emergency situation is more beneficial than training with mixed results.

Kanmusu a funny name she thought to herself Westerplatte and 65 years of service in the Polish Navy would not make her forget the language of the country she came from although she no longer felt loyal to it and the fact that she spoke Japanese with a Polish accent did not bother her much. Then she picked up her military booklet and looked through it again, hoping to fall asleep faster.

She looked at the cover of the really small booklet and saw a silver Polish eagle, so different from the one she knew, and in the same color the inscription ARMED FORCES OF THE REPUBLIC OF POLAND, and below that a MILITARY BOOKLET Then she opened the booklet on the first page. On the other side of the cover she saw her picture, the series number of the booklet, the stamp of the Military Recall Command in Gdynia and her signature.

And on the first page she saw her name PANCERNA. It still amuses me and it's a pity that no one except Polish people can get the joke.
Her name was NATALIA NAGA. The commander did it on purpose!
Instead of her father's name, written under the line above which one should write the name of the ship, that is ORP WESTERPLATTE. I remember that sailors here had a father, I wonder how to have one?
Underneath it was written the date of birth and here was written her launch date, NOVEMBER 9th, 1919. So for Poles there's no difference between a birthday and a launch date? So they call it the same? I have to ask about that.
Below it was written the place where she was built - KURE.

And at the end it was written who issued and when and a blunt along with the issuer's signature. That is to say, the scourge of medical writing is also in force in this world. With difficulty she read the name Gryfonska. I bet diamonds against nuts that this is the name of Gryf.

The next page showed her rank of Commander along with the order number and day and the signature of her commanding officer. Apparently I have this rank to have a lot of freedom and the real command will be led by Błyskawica and Cedynia. The commander rather looks like he already has an idea about me.

Further pages were blank and were to be filled in tomorrow, that is today, because it is already April 17 when he and the others will take the military oath. Well, I am already a Komandor, but I am not a sailor yet. She smiled slightly and then yawned heavily. I think I'm finally going to sleep. She put the book back in the drawer and turned off the light of the bedside lamp.