Summoning the Greater Axis Pact
Pact 5: Saderan Alliance Part 5
Duchy of Zilicat, Within the Walls
"Yeah, he's dead." A medic nodded as the people within the walls were panicking at the unconscious Itami Youji who got smacked by the door, Astermann and Amirah were by his side as Tuka went off on the Imperials.
"Eehhhhh?!"
"He's dead in the inside, I don't know of his well being."
"And why is that?" Amirah questioned as the medic looked at her dead in the eyes.
"I am a Doctor in Philosophy."
"But is he going to be alright?" Yoshika asked timidly, only for the doctor to answer with.
"No one's ever alright."
"This is not the time for jokes." Sighing, the doctor took his canteen before pouring out its liquid contents into the face of Itami.
"Wake up."
"BWAH! Where-What!?"
"He's fine, he's fine. He's not that weak, thankfully." The medic shrugged off. "Yoshika, you can help his 'wounds', alright?"
"H-Huh? A-Alright…" The girl quickly knelt down with her ears and tail popping out. The man's wounds soon healed up.
"Oh...that's...neat...that's really useful in the field."
"Indeed…"
…
"You're not getting her." Mio simply spoke out, putting Yoshika behind her.
"Awww…"
"Is she even legal to marry?" A German questioned.
"Age is a number." An Italian spoke up.
"That will also determine your fate." Another German added in with a glare. "You wanna try your luck?"
"Nevermind…"
"That's what I thought, pussy."
"That's quite enough." Astermann sighed at the two Europeans. "We don't need to fight among each other…"
"Anyways, where's Paie?"
"I see...your magic is quite complicated...much like ours…"
"Yes, no magic is easily mastered...especially when so little can do so."
"Being a mage must've been a privilege huh?"
"A privilege for some, a curse for others who are sought after to be gained as a pawn."
"I...see…"
"Paie!"
"Oh, I must go now! See you!"
"Yes. See you later."
"Yessir?" Paie got to the Capitano. "What is it that did you ask for me?"
"Negotiations."
"Oh..."
"You're needed to translate for us, would you mind?"
"Oh no, I don't mind. But..."
"But what?"
"I have another translator in mind, still in progress, but she might be able to-"
"This is no time to experiment, one wrong word can set us all apart, we need you, a perfect translator for both sides."
"...A-Alright, sir. I apologize..."
"No need for that, we're going to negotiate now. Just get ready." The Capitano spoke up, Amirah and Minna came along with Itami coming with Kuribayashi and another member, Tomita following them. "...You didn't read some of the literatures of the Italian Anime Convention, right?" Speaking in Italian, no one else except some specific others can understand what they were speaking, mostly Minna and Amirah who was around them.
"Ummm, no?"
"Good. Don't."
...
…
Novus Imperium Sardegna
Passing through the Gate came through seven of the most fearsome Divisions in the entire Alliance, considered inhumane and ultranationalists, the German three Waffen-SS, the Das Reich, the Totenkopf and the Das Jugend made most of mostly 20 year old men, who were deemed combat worthy, the Italian Blackshirt Divisions, the 'Dio lo Vuole' and 'Fiammi Nerre', the Japanese Imperial Division 'Ryuga' and 'Ryuki'.
Wehrmacht and lesser RSS members backed away from respect, a few gave their notions of respect, World Pact and JSDF Representatives can't even comprehend who they were facing. Riding in the Standardpanzer XIs, the newly implemented P80/99 Aries, the newest Main Battle Tank of Italy, the Japanese Type Zeroes with some of the most newest IFVs and APCs in their ranks. Infantry simply sat by the their tank's hull.
Counting their ammunitions and minding their own business, wearing a different type of uniform than most, the current head of Chief of the Reichsadler Division, Generaloberst Falke Reichs von Rhine, the younger brother of the Field Marshal himself. "Generaloberst, I was not expecting you to take Commander of the Reichsadler." A slightly surprised and newly promoted Generaloberst of the RSS Das Jugend spoke out.
"Acceptable, seeing how you are still fair on the face." The Reichsadler's head himself was a similar copy of Adler, blue eyes, brown hair, but the fact that his hair was slightly colored in beige than brown, wearing a blue beret, he simply took a piece of chocolate in his pocket and took a bite of it. "All Units will be needed to stand by until further orders."
"Understood, sir." Insolence against seniors were really frowned upon by even the officers, it was best that everyone stay true to their position, to argue a point, but not a point in rankings and ego. "Excuse me, senior."
"Of course, it's been a rough day, rest your men, we have an order soon by Italica. We will occupy their entire Kingdom if negotiations go smoothly."
"Hooh?" The Generaloberst of the Das Reich longed out. "Pray tell, what happened?"
"Brigands, they have been attacked by them and the Empire and I quote 'Did jackshit to protect them', this...is our First Mission as the Eight Divisions of Monsters." The Generalobersts, the Maggiore Generales and the Sogou Senkous of the SS, Italian Blackshirts and the High Order Imperials simply grinned at that moment. A war where they can actually go in freefire without much restraints.
"Be advised." Falke's right hand man spoke up. "Enemy has been recorded to have enslaved our people, when you find those damned slavers and slave owners...you are permitted to do anything with them, no matter their status. Let that be a sign for their stupidity. Understood?"
That joy of killing can now be exchanged for rage of slavery. "Understood." Venom laced their voice, though everyone wasn't in earshot to hear, their backbones chilled, Italians stopped their talk, German SS' stopped their discussion and some World Pact and JSDF officers felt their back going cold.
Now the Axis had just went from 10 to 1000 real quick.
Duchy of Zilicat, Italica, Meeting Room
"A fifteen year old ruler?" The Capitano's eyes twitched as Amirah and Minna continued to be at least respectful to the Duchess of the Duchy of Zilicat.
"I believe that the Duchess would turn sixteen this year." Princess Pina tried to argue the point.
"Your point?" The Capitano's seasoned eyes looked at the Princess, unforgivingly giving his opinion on the matter. "You entrust a nation, a Duchy to the hands of a young woman, who had been given half-baked trainings, still unfit to remain ruler, who are you to say that her age is suffice when every other nations had more experienced rulers, who are you to not exploit her trust." Paie completely copied what he spoke, understood by both sides.
"Please do not speak ill of-"
"No offense, but I am skeptical with how all of this politics work with the Empire, this is essentially the action of a puppet government or manipulating a government." Astermann spoke out, Minna, Amirah, Itami, Kuribayashi and Tomita can clearly see the logic behind that statement. "You taking control on behalf of the Duchess herself with her naïve mind, you can simply control her to doing what you wish."
"T-That's not true!"
"What is the proof that what you are doing is her will and not yours? Did you hear what the Duchess herself has to say in the matter? Or does she stay quiet when a meeting is going on? Perhaps, only acting as a Figure head instead of anything else?"
"..." No one dared say a thing as it sounded so...right on point.
"As I thought...so, Duchess I'll ask you and you alone, anyone who tries to speak for her...I can't guarantee your safety or your time in this life." Paie simply choked on what he said on the last part, she knew that the Italians had a handful of people who were dead serious, but it can't be that the Capitano himself was a Black shirt, can he?
Black Shirts were by many deemed the scariest of all Italians, more so than their mafia-counterparts, ruthless in everything caring naught for money, but loyalty to those who would bring greatness to Italia, that was their first order, to help the Il Duce in bringing greatness into the country, they now call 'Novus Imperium Romanum', the New Roman Empire.
...
"Princess Pina, forgive me, but I cannot have you make my decisions solely on your own opinions no longer, what he said was true..." Princess Pina's eyes widened, her right hand woman/lady also did the same. "...I wish to make my own decision, solely on my own, if you were doing this for me, then you would respect my decision."
"B-But Duchess-"
"...I've heard enough, Princess."
"...You can be awfully persuasive, even through a translator." Amirah spoke out silently as the Capitano can only scoff silently.
"I rate a good degree in political arguments, I'm raised by a politician, but born as a soldier, it is simple than I am a hybrid of sorts where others would be muscleheads with low political minds and those with no muscles, but acquired a lot of political assessments and know when to fire his trump card."
"...I see, I respect that part of you."
"Thank you, Captain."
"I wish to know what are your reasons to be here."
"Trading." Paie translated the man's answer. "We're here for trading."
"Trading? That's unusual for the enemy."
"We are civilized...unlike some people who attacked our cities beyond the Gate, enslaving our citizens. To which we can only justify by declaring war if our citizens are not returned, all of the attacks and all of the things done to your people...we see this as a conflict that can be finished immediately...lest you are like one of the Kingdoms back home, from where Paie originated from...where her Empire got crushed in under just a month, feeling the full brunt of the Greater Axis Pact."
The World Pact and the JSDF looked at them incredulous.
"..."
"...If you wish to know, my homeland, the Empire of Papaldia had been instigating wars here and there, when we executed some Axis citizens, our Empire simply got swatted out of the sea by inferior numbers of ships, revolts came before in every vassalized kingdom and occupied land. That spanned around a month in time or less, our entire Empire got burnt to the ground and simply destroyed."
"..."
"Enough of that, Duchess, I have contacted my Base, they will be sending help in three waves." The Capitano sighed. "It is either you accept or otherwise I cancel that issue of help."
"S-Sir Astermann!?" Minna asked with a panicked tone. By straight up threatening, he obviously wanted to corner them into accepting the deal.
"Accept naught, decline naught, my Base will one way or another take this city peacefully, helping your citizens survive, if not retake it after bandits overrun this entire city, your answer?" The Alliance including Paie looked at the man with questionable desires to either critique him or simply beat the shit out of him. Minna, Amirah and Kuribayashi in one point was thinking about beating the shit out of the man, while the JSDF and Paie looked at him questionably with critics in mind.
"Sir-!"
"Translate that."
"But-"
"Accept naught...decline naught...my Base...will one way or another...take this city...peacefully, helping your citizens...but if no, we take it...after bandits overrun your Capital. No help. Alone. Answer?"
The man simply didn't care about it if his subordinate didn't want to translate it, but it just became easier with her. If not, then he has no quarrel on taking everything into his own hands. "I..."
"Take time...don't rush. You rush, you regret it later."
"...Alright, can I take some time to think about it?"
"Yes, you are...allowed to. But not long...4 Hours. Maximum."
"I understand, thank you, Captain."
"Likewise, Duchess."
The man soon got up, followed by his peers, who were glaring at him at his actions. They soon got out.
What was that!?" Minna slammed her hand onto the LMV as Astermann drank from his water canteen. "You can't simply just demand them to-"
"It was either the citizens or their ego." He spoke after drinking, ignoring the unfinished sentence. "...Accept, we save their citizens and put up an actual advisor instead of a Princess of the Empire who is immature and can go rogue on us, we will install two Advisors, the Local and the Foreign, both would quarrel, but worst case scenario is a simple dispute that we will put out with minimal lives. Other option will be to simply storm the Capital with incendiary burning the entire Capital."
"...But still, can't we have any other options?"
"Options are limited, easier said than done. We make them fall to us, we get logistics for our men, we make them fall to bandits, taking the Capital would be harder and women will be raped."
"Tough assumption to think that your men wouldn't take advantage."
"It's easy, after the implementation of the Golden Rules of War, either you want to or not..." He took out his Beretta 92SF and pulled the slide. "...Every rapist shall be shot on the spot. No question to be asked." Some of the men looked a bit horrified at that statement.
"Yes, yes, that's inhumane? It makes a point. Unlike the RSS who are actually given permission to torture the perpetrator. It really sets the statement to not be a rapist, otherwise they'll be shot and suffer more than what they did to the women and girls." A German officer simply shrugged. "And that's being generous, considering you would just simply take the city by force if we weren't tagging along with two other Gates."
"So, you're pinning the blame to us for getting in your way?" Kuribayashi asked, a bit aggressively before stepping back after seeing the cold glare that the Capitano had.
"...No, not necessarily, your participation certainly made us choose a more humane way, if this weren't the case...well, let's just say everything would end in less than two months and would include enough suffering to make the entire Empire be deemed too scared of us to even oppose us." Another German shrugged.
"...I'd take it that you are acquainted with this?" Amirah questioned, the Germans simply shrugged and nodded. "So, making them suffer is also included?"
"...A quick question, you are to choose one...one only, a close friend...or your enemy, who would you choose to save?"
"A close friend of mine of course."
"Why not the enemy?"
"Because...I see..."
"...It is either your friend to suffer or your enemy. I chose the former, because it will never be a realistic reflex action to do, would it? I prefer to see my own enemies dead or suffering than my own brethren, my own men, my own citizens, acquaintance or stranger, they are still of my nation. Why would I throw them away for someone I never cared for in my life? Never thought that they even exist."
"...How about when you choose between a citizen who is a criminal and a stranger from this world, innocent."
"...Don't think about that, any criminals would be sent to a penal battalion, this world's stranger? Why would I even care? I want my people to reform and rehabilitate, anyone else, not from my nation or Alliance. Not a chance, why should we give those infidels a chance when they've proven their own people are nothing, but pieces of shit?"
"...and if said person had done rape?"
"Straight to hell. No questions asked. If it is proven after women tried to cheat their way with people that dumped them or et cetera. If that is so. The punishment would be far more severe. When they say 'its just a prank,', our guys would probably say "'It'S jUSt A haRMlEsS PrANk', shut the fuck up, bitch, get fucking nae nae'd for making someone suffer.', the lies are just much worse, so if you got out unscathed, congrats, you just made someone suffer their life for absolutely no reason and get their reputation tarnished. We'll make it even worse than what happened to the victim of fake rape with actually getting tormented and tortured." A German shamelessly and coldly answered back. Some even chuckled at the idea.
"That's German law in a nutshell, you commit crime you get a fair trial. Rape. Fair trial. Fake rape. You get sent to a worse center than the victim."
"That's the reason they say that Germany is either an express train to Heaven or Hell. It's a guaranteed heaven if you do no wrong and get a slap to the wrist, even in Jail you are still treated nicely unless you molested a kid that would mean that your limbs gone, your pee-pee castrated, if a woman, probably...yeah, maybe something of a doll. Point is we make the makers of child porno into the porno itself."
"...Holy shit, your laws don't mess around."
"Laws be damned? Your soul be damned many times worse. Basically...order and law before freedom, since we don't want people crying out 'freedom' while firing guns irresponsibly. Only former military can they even hold a Rifle, Carbine or Bolt. Police for Pistols and Revolvers. Nothing much of an Automatic LMG, Automatic Carbine, we sell StGs, but the V version, short for Volks, think of it as a...Volks SturmGewehr, the bullets themselves aren't that lethal, but a good shot on the head, chest or anything not safetied, you'd bet you get yourself killed."
"...So like Americans in our world, but less freedom and democracy."
"Democracy is flawed, I say, you pick the Leader, but if said Leader is secretly corrupt, stupid, you don't know what he or she is secretly plotting and using propaganda and does anything for his own interest? Also the fact that you can only elect only a few times until a certain amount then your best leader who in no doubt be unable to continue his service and no one would follow his footsteps if they are opposing him. We implement Corporatism over Capitalism. The folks is more important than the wealthy, only few wealthy people get some more funds due to their military connections, but that is only because they are actually trusted that we give them more funds. Understand that?"
"...Politics is harder than I thought."
"We, the RSS officers had to deal with politics before military. That is why we know a lot about our laws. The Jugends got the worse of it, being ultranationalists, they volunteer at age 14, recommended as earlier you apply, 18 you get sent out, that's four years of doctrines and politics. It gets boring to be honest, but you get the earliest retirement papers and you really get some good ranks early on due to age."
"That's why we picked the casual difficulty."
"...So the Dozen Danger Divisions...Triple Ds." Everyone snorted a laugh. "Are they the difficulty of Hard?"
"Oh, no...they're the Hardcore or as we say, 'Borderline Impossible', that or you have no life. Most of the Jugends are orphans who lost the meaning of life or as many say 'Survivors' Guilt' making them go to lengths to save people from the ones who would tarnish the states, against the Japanese, Italian, puppets, integrated colonies, colonies, their own anarchist citizens, Wehrmacht or anyone who threaten the Order and Law of the German Empire." The German shrugged, not taking the joke.
"So...like Hitler's Youth?"
"Similar. But they stand down when the war is finished and are humane. All of the Triple Ds are. And the Triple D indeed is to make them look like a joke, but then you regret it. As like the British when the Hitlerjugend 'Hitler Youth' that they jokingly call 'Hitler's babies', the 12th Waffen SS Division that landed on Dover."
"Pfft. And then what, they get killed like cattle?"
"Thousands of dead Brits and Allied Troops in Battle of Dover. Tenacious Jugends stormed, uncaring of the casualties received, a few hundred unsalvageable tanks and apparently as I quote a German when the battle was over, 'Burnt bodies everywhere in the pillboxes'. Apparently they heard that the Brits were calling their Division 'A bunch of babies', not anymore when they continued to rampage across the city, then the shores of Britain, terrorizing citizens, shouting 'Hitler Jugend ist unschlagbar' and apparently commit a lot of rape."
"Hitler Youth is...undefeatable."
"Kill count wise? 50,000 dead Brits on the cost of possibly 5,000 dead Jugends, not counting the possibly 100,000 dead civilian casualties of 'collateral damage'. Injured probably went about 100,000 Brits and 20,000 Jugends. That really was the most embarrassing defeat when the Brits were so fucking positive on destroying the 12th Division. So, don't call them babies. Youths are by far the most fittest and the most ultranationalist soldiers by far."
"They are brainwashed afterall."
"No...we actually have a vet from the Das Jugend not the Hitlerjugend. He was told of the defeats of Germany, Prussia and et cetera that awakened his inner nationalist tendencies at start. It brought anger and pride into the course, riots tend to happen on how great Germany was and how it came to be. And now...you guessed it. Germany indeed became a powerhouse more so than America with his booming economy and leading technology expertise."
"..."
"That's enough of unser Vatherland, Capitano. Take the stage. I don't wanna continue talking about this non-sense of trying to talk down our Waffen-SS, the one that would tear us a new one if they want to." The German officers left the scene.
"No need. I believe they understand that we operate under harsh, but fair laws and order. We don't discriminate nowadays. Racism is here and there, but the punishments are...inhumane as we know it."
"Don't piss us off and we'll be happy weebs. Piss us off, get ready for a Giovinezza montage." Another joked kinda seriously.
"Salve o popolo d'eroi. Salve o patria immortale. Son rinati i figli tuoi. Con la fede e l'ideale. Il valor dei tuoi guerrieri. La virtù dei tuoi pionieri. La vision della Alighieri. Oggi brilla in tutti i cuor!"
"Giovinezza! Giovinezza, primavera di bellezza!" A few Italian nationalists chanted their favorite song.
"We might be weebs...but we put nation before hobbies of anime and weeb stuff." The Italians simply got off, leaving the Capitano alone. Following their fellow comrades in chanting their song.
"Don't question how much of a nationalist, an Italian is, that is a lesson you need to learn." The Italian Captain smiled humbly as he saw his men singing the song with such youthfulness.
"You Italians are a lot softer than us though."
"Heh...not one human is the same. We as a nation are similar, but different. We are humans afterall...none are perfect in creation."
No one argued that point as they made decisions based on emotions a lot.
Italica, Meeting Room
"I have come to a decision." The men and women had came around to hear the decision of the Duchess who looked self-assured on what she was about to do. Pina on the other hand was looking very much nervous at the decision.
"...And that will be?"
"...I accept your offer." The Princess herself was unenthusiastic with the answer and simply looked horrified.
"Good...now here we give you the terms and agreement." The Command Vehicle did have something convenient and that was a printer and stock of papers. All were written in both Italian and Falmartian. "Paie. So our friends can understand, Amirah, you do know some Ital-I mean Romagnan, correct?"
"I do."
"Care to be the one to confirm that what Paie said is true to the words there?"
"I have no problem with it, just keep this as humane as possible."
"Terms of agreement. The Promise of Italica promises that the Duchess remain in power, while the Trinity Force of the World Pact, the JSDF and the Axis Powers ensure their sovereignty, their independence and laws. They will act as no longer a Vassal Duchy, but an Independent Duchy under supervision of the Italians until further notice, but after the war is finished, the Italians will withdraw. Supervision of Italian Forces will be under the management of Germany, Japan and the World Pact. Duchy of Zilicat will no longer be an active participant, but will be as far as our concern, a neutral Duchy that allows the Trinity Force to move their military units through their nation, while receiving help in forms of training of a proper militia, limited technological sharings and some imports of goods."
"Furthermore, Zilicat will allow the JSDF, World Pact and the Axis Powers to build bases around their territory. Are these terms acceptable for you?"
"...They seem to...be...too good to be true...you're asking so little from us."
Paie lookee at the Italian, who got a pair of reading glasses and looked at the entire agreement before pointing out a part.
"O-Oh, sorry. And finally, the Zilicat will supply logistics for the passing Military Units and no Saderan personnel are to enter Zilicat without the agreement of the entire Trinity Forces being notified of the development, and every Trinity Force personnel who wronged a Zilicat citizen will be dealt with by the Axis Forces."
"...Is this everything?"
"Amirah?"
"I will review the entire terms of agreement." Paie translated what she said. "...Everything is as said by miss Paie, everything's in order. Nothing has a loophole."
"I see...I accept."
"D-Duchess! Please reconsider this! The Empire is in danger!"
"The Empire had cared naught for us. Forgive me, but my people obviously needs the priority over the Empire."
"Heh, this is too easy…" Astermann simply smiled under his breath. "They are a fragile coalition, ruled by fear, without that fear. They are nothing…"
'Just like us...without the fear, they'd revolt if things go badly…'
"Duchess! Please rethink this!"
"I have made it clear, Princess."
"The Empire wouldn't be happy with your decision!"
"...It is still the same, Princess. The Empire will fall. Whether you like it or not, the Duchy of Zilicat has suffered enough of our Slave Transactions, no longer shall we live by fear of your reign."
"...Then it has been decided. What will your nations send? This is a massive amount of territory."
"Due to us being a Self-Defense Force, I'd doubt we can even send more than two Divisions even if sending one Division is possible."
"Understandable. And the World Pact?"
"I must discuss this with the Generals and Marshals first, we need to know of our possible units that are available."
"Will do."
Novus Imperium Sardegna, Novus Rome
"All Units! We will get to Italica! ETA 6 Hours! All troops forward!" The 1st and 2nd SS Division, Reichsadler and Das Reich went forth. A total of 100,000 men sent in forms of detachments, 1st wave at 10,000 with the remaining 90,000 coming after them.
"Do you that this is enough men to cover and garrison Zilicat, sir?"
"No doubt, boyo, we just need to kill off all hostiles."
"Alright! Let's go go go!"
"All Units! Go forth!"
"Roger!" The sounds of the tracks beginning their move quickly filled the evening, former slaves, men and women came out to see a huge wave of Iron Elephants or Tanks that had soldiers on top of them with their black staves, the men simply looked a lot more refined than that of an Imperial, but their strange choice of clothing had them look...far more intricate than an Imperial. It was confusing...
But for many, they knew that camo was not standard issue.
They knew they were dealing with people with actual experience.
Battle Plans
"So, with how unidentified the lot of the enemy is, I'd say that Itami's Team cover the North Gate, seeing how it is one of the most vulnerable with your entire Team with some of our Support." The Capitano spoke out, Minna looked over the strategy.
"Hartmann and Barkhorn both had been given Jet Strikers, so you should be good."
"Ehh, but what about the others?"
"We are in the forms of a Company, you getting Jet Witches are far off better compared to having a WW2 tank."
"But still..."
"Alright, Itami's Team, Erica and Gertrud will be in charge of the North Gate. The other three will be guarded by us, the East with the two Tiger Witches and the Matilda, the West with the Tiger and Somua, while we cover our South with our Centauro and the remaining big guns."
"...Well, to be honest...that's sound like a plan."
"Good, we'll all be stationed from here on out. Got that!?"
"Got it!"
"What about the militia?"
"Eastern Gate, I have a bad feeling about that than the North, for some reason..."
"...Anyone who volunteers to stay back?" Yoshika and Lynette raised their hands.
"I-If it might be possible to not participate..."
"Understandable, since they aren't acquainted to..."
"No need to finish that sentence, officer Sakamoto." A German officer sighed. "It'd be better if they stay as support."
"True..."
"Shirley and Lucchini are going to be stationed in the center as well as Perrine, since you know how she is with blood."
"S-Sakamoto-san-!"
"You might be a burden and with how you faired against killing people, it wouldn't be farfetched..."
"...But still..."
"My words are final, Perrine."
"Amirah and Le Fay will be by the South, me and Mio will be on the West, Eila and Sanya by the East with Erika and Maho, Erica and Gertrud on North, Shirley and Lucchini will provide reinforcements if need be, Yoshika, Perrine and Lynette will not attend the battle. Does that suffice?" Minna questioned as every member looked at each other and nodded.
"We have additional back ups of a Dardo and an additional Marder, request their support if need be."
"What about Rory?"
"...What about her?"
"Where is she going to be?"
"...Ahhh, by the North with Itami."
"WHAT!?"
Ignoring the sudden outcry. "And the two mages and the elf?"
"...North." The Capitano spoke up.
"Oh, the Elf shoul-" An Italian tried to speak before being cut off.
"Elf up North. No arguments."
"...Alright."
Duchy of Zilicat, Italica
4 o'clock
South Gate
"Damn, they really are insistent on fighting this early huh?" An Italian yawned as he played Giovinezza on his headphones.
"I guess so...Command had been unable to send a bichopper."
"Bichopper?" Amirah raised an eyebrow as she cleaned her Hispano-Suiza cannon, a 20mm autocannon.
"A designation for gyrocopters with two big propellers. Apparently they were short on numbers, with the unified base building operation that is. Ahhh, so they're sending the Engel Companies."
"Airbornes, right?"
"Yeah, German too. Some Italian Black Shirt companies tagged along as well. This'll be a slaughter I'd say."
"How much casualties, might you think?"
"With all of these?...I won't be surprised if all of them died. 20k they said, I'd say 18k with the other 2k we take prisoners."
"Big number."
"Go big or go home they say."
"Heh, touché."
"...Sorry about Capitano as well."
"Eh?"
"He...kinda lost a lot of his buddies when his platoon went on a Recon Mission, guess this is just relieving him again."
"How long ago was that anyways?" Amirah asked as the Italian Officer looked a bit skeptical.
"He...said it was around the Middle Eastern conflict in the Ottoman's, but I kinda thought it was in the Northern Africas, Tunisia, I think…"
"Tunisia...I see…" Amirah muttered before taking out her pipe.
"Yeah, I heard that five survived out of a forty men team. Two blamed him, while the other two defended him. He was stripped of his Colonel and demoted to Captain. Rough times I say. They were given a tank as well, rumors said his Team encountered four P71/65 against their P78/86, three got destroyed by it before a lucky Panzerschreck lit the crew on fire before blowing up. The last got mobility killed by a few good chunks of explosives and ultranationalist pride of suicide bombing." That got a wince from some soldiers, taking out a cig, he smoked it.
"Capitano was just worried...too worried on what would happen if he didn't have the same mentality, he was cocky that time. Ordering to continue their advance even after they finished their objectives…"
"...Hmm…"
"...Yeah...not what you would expect from a Captain, but we Italians do have some...weird men on our hands. Hehe…" He quickly blew out some smoke, towards the other side where there was no one. Holding his ARX-160 he slid the chamber for a 5.56mm.
"...Got any stories to tell?"
"Me? Oh no, this is my first."
"First deployment?"
"Yeah, still a greenie. Command thought that this conflict is a perfect place to get the normies to work out."
"I see...and normie?"
"Normal, flat, boring, you name it. We mostly make up 40% of the Italian population of the Base, here and there, and all over the land, believe it or not."
"Oh, I believe ya…"
"...Haaah, really wish that I can actually see some big tits right about now."
"Excuse me?"
"Oh sorry...eheh, us, normies really don't get the booties around the place. Mostly the seasoned do, and they barely are even interested. Cold if you ask me."
"...Maybe they're finding someone faithful."
"Damn...guess I know jack about them…but still, to be crowded by girls...and actually legal girls. No offense."
"None taken...I'm still 17. Turning 18 in just a few months."
"Never got your sweet 17 huh?"
"Nah, I got too much things in hand to do that."
"I see…"
"...Well, it was nice of a chatter...been a while."
"Oh really? Huh...The Second War is really that depressing huh?"
"Forget about the heroic deeds, behind all those smiles are really some deep dark secrets."
"Yeah...I heard that the Germans had tried to commit genocide, that came on in 1942 in a small place of Auschwitz. Not much selfies there."
"Selfies?"
"Photo of yourself, you take it directly by pointing camera backwards towards you. Kinda hard without the dual camera to take it while you see how you pose."
"O...kay?"
"...Anyways, some brats are really disrespectful. While we take some deep moments, they just go 'OMG, selfies in Auschwitz' like some asshat who doesn't know respect. People died there and what do they do? Take selfies. No respect. No nothin', disgusting."
"...Quite passionate there."
"I've been there...truth be told I'm part Jewish, so if I was a German citizen back then, I would've been dead."
"I see...it's inhumane huh?"
"Germany's trying to move past it. Let bygones be bygones, learn from the past so never a sequel will be made. Germans are self-conscious. Trying to look good, but...yeah, sometimes they fail."
"True story." A German simply looked away with a bit of shame. "Heh, it might've been the time where the SS was born...but really...I'm...deeply offended and...ashamed of what happened. Nothing will happen like that ever again. The Reichs would never let that happen again."
"I...hope so."
"...It's 4 in the morning."
"Damn…" The Italian sighed. "...Well, it's been a long night. MREs?"
"Eh, German chocolate. Want some?"
"Hell yeah, we'd trade so much for them." The Italian took a small chunk.
"Captain?"
"...Thanks." Amirah took a chunk and threw it to her mouth. "...I like it."
"German chocolate is superior."
"Not to the Swiss though."
"Swiss is German."
"...Oh yeah…"
"Is there a bit of coffee there?"
"Yeah...you allergic?"
"Oh no." Amirah finished her piece. "It helps me keep myself awake, especially at 4 o'clock in the mornin'. Thanks for that."
"Yeah...we better get some good night's rest, otherwise I'd riot."
"Haha, big words."
"...Yeah, they are."
"All of you are philosophical, huh?" Amirah commented as the men looked at each other.
"Not all of us, but we took some notes from our predecessors. No one wants to end up like them…fighting in a war where no one is truly spared from the horrors of the worst thing that humanity has to offer...but also some of the best to be honest…"
"I better write a book of this."
"Haha, I'd totally read it." The German chuckled a bit. "You think they would actually come around?"
"...Maybe…"
"...So I've been wondering...might you tell me why you don't wear pants?"
"Oh...well, it's a bit annoying when you have to use the Striker Units, most of us just don't use it and just wear swimsuits or...you get the picture and they often get in the way of our magic."
"I see...mostly for convenience and practical issues huh?"
"Yeah, R&D would probably get something out to not make them get in the way."
"Hmm, I gotcha."
West Gate
"This is Minna to Amirah, over."
"Yeah, this is Amirah. Over. What is it, Minna?"
"Any luck on your end?"
"Not much. Attack is highly un...unlikely on our end seeing how well armed it is…over."
"Copy. Eyes open, alright? Over."
"Copy. Wilco. Over."
"Boring night huh?" Mio asked as Minna simply sighed, she nodded before turning to her comrade.
"Can't believe you can still use the Unit despite your age."
"Hey, I might be old, but I'm not out of the game...yet." Mio gave out a bittersweet smirk. The two looked as a World Pact and an Axis soldier slept against each other, helmet covering their faces.
"...Hahh, I really want this conflict to end."
"Same here...seems like God has other plans for us, huh?" Mio simply chuckled at their luck.
"Yeah."
"No matter, we can pull through of this...I'm sure of that…"
"...Yeah…"
"Something the matter?"
"Shh, Overguard. You copy?"
"Overguard copy. Over. What is it?"
"...I...do you hear anything?"
"...Not for the moment...checking infrared first."
"Do so, over."
East Gate
"Anything?" Minna questioned the guard as he and his battle buddy looked through their infrared.
"Holy scheiße! Enemy attack! Numbering around 5,000 men! That's a whole lot!"
"Dammit! I knew something was wrong!"
"They're using some kind of...illusion! Spray machine guns over!"
"Wilco! Keep me updated!"
"Alright, battle buddy! Arm the MG01!"
"Jawohl!" The MG01 had been a replacement for the smaller MG78, loaded with instead of 7.92mm, they were armed with 12.7mm ammunition. An uptake of the Browning, which was a bigger more greater model of a Heavy Machine Gun, the second was their German Half-Track armed with the 2cm FlaK gun. The World Pact had made a wise decision to mount that thing.
"Hey! FlaK! You're allowed to spray off!"
"Really!?"
"Yeah! Open fire!" The MG01 quickly cut down men with blood showering the disguise. "This is Overguard. We got Jimbos on the Southern Flank! I say you do the same with infrared!"
"Copy over! Wha-Holy shit! They're so close! All men! Man battlestations!"
"Sound the alarm! Spray into the fields!"
A few Germand quickly got to the alarm raiser, that was placed on their place before they began to wind it. Slowly then the momentum picked up.
WWWEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
That loud and unsettling sound came through as all soldiers asleep, quickly got up. "Enemy! On the fields! Illusion cover! Open fire at will!"
DAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA!
The 2cm FlaK began its rampage against the ground forces. "Too bad we don't have arty!"
"Yeah!"
"Mortar up! Set! 88mm mortar shell! High Explosive!"
"Nevermind!"
"Half-Load! Firing!" The three men user quickly ducked as the 88mm shell fell and exploded. "Again! Half-Load!"
North Gate
Itami had been in charge of the weakest point where his entire team had been assigned to, apparently they were the only ones on that side with Barkhorn and Hartmann.
"This...is...bzzzzt, under…attack...bzzzzzt, enemy...bzzt, using cloakin-...bzzt, use infr-...bzztt, vision!"
"Hello? Come in?"
"Infrared? What the hell is up-guh!" Kuribayashi got up to see thousands of men crawling towards them, slowly. "Enemy! All of them in the fields!"
"What!? But...there's-"
"Infrared! Check infrared vision!"
"GUH!"
"They focused all of their men here! To our weakest spot! Must've thought that we wouldn't guard this much…"
"Meaning!?"
"We'd go up for the tougher walls, since it'll be common thought to gather forces here in the weaker one! Our plan backfired! It was either they are stupid to attack this Gate or outsmarting us!"
"I'd say the former!"
"Nevermind that! Open fire!"
"Wha!? Hartmann! Wake up! We're underattack!"
"Eh!? This early!?"
"Come on! We'll give them some support as well!" Taking up their Jet Strikers, the Me262 Witches quickly took to the skies as Barkhorn grabbed the 5cm while Hartmann the quad 30mm autocannons. "Taking off!" A massive blue magic circle opened up for Barkhorn as some weebs turned to see the event.
"Holy shit!"
"That's one big circle!"
Barkhorn quickly took off before Hartmann did the same. "Man, do I wish to have that kind of thing…"
"Stop dreaming! More firing!" The two witches quickly climbed and turned to fire their 30mm and 5cm, the resulting spray quickly caused massive casualties.
"Panzerschreck! Firing!" The HEAT rocket, while effective against tanks was somewhat fine against infantry, much more bunched up ones. "Alright!"
"This is Overseer! Our gate's no good! There are a lot of contacts here!" Rory simply just giggled out of madness as some of the men looked at her with some confused looks before she jumped off and got into the field.
"Hang on! We're dispatching Yeager and Lucchini to you!" Maho spoke up as an 88mm cannon fired, some of the men just stay quiet when Rory simply just began to slaughter the disguised men in the battlefield.
"...No one's gonna comment on that?"
"Nah, man, I think I drank too much booze today before I went to sleep."
"She is the Apostle of War and Death..." Lelei simply muttered as the ones who can understand her just nodded in understanding.
...
"Damn there's no end to this!" Erika yelled.
East Gate
"Keep firing!" Maho yelled as she soon reloaded her 88mm. The Matilda II had been constantly pounding the shit out of the disguised men. Her HE was far too weak against an enemy like this.
"Ughh! Can't they send us a bigger tank?! This Matilda is useless."
"The Matilda's all we have. Take it out we have less firepower." Maho spoke with authority. "We need all the help we can get."
"Y-Yes, ma'am…" Erika spoke with a bit of shame once again.
"Ahh, fuck! Dammit! MG's overheated!"
"Take out the barrel!" Opening up the MG42's barrel, the Karlslander quickly changed the hot sizzling barrel with a new one before closing it shut and reloading it, while his buddy took out his stick grenades which he quickly set before taking one and arming it.
"Get grenaded, schweinhunds!" The grenade went off and set a massive crater.
"Half-Load!"
"Firing!"
"Down!" Another 88mm came out of the Mortar and into the other side.
"Ahh, dammit!" Eila muttered as Sanya fired her Fliegerhammer as it smashed through a few ranks of hidden infantry.
"Keep track of enemy…" Sanya spoke up as the Suomus and Orussian continued their struggle.
"Ah fuck! Out of ammo!" The MG loader cursed.
"Take a surplus! I'll hold them off with my FN! Come get some, you dumb nuts!"
"On it!"
The Gate soon was smashed open by a massive Brute, the two Tank Witches looked at it in horror as someone soon yelled. "Where the hell are the reinforcements!?"
"Right here!"
CHECHECHECHECHE!
Repeated shots of the 25mm autocannon of the Marder IFV reached their ears as the German vehicle soon halted. Erika and Maho were able to recover and fire their 88mm cannons.
BOOM!
The Brute simply staggered before falling backwards. "They had ogres? They weren't supposed to be here..."
"Might've defected with them..." An officer commented.
"Yeah, but...shit! Eyes on the Gate!" An Italian yelled as the soldiers quickly reinforced their second fallback line. Men soon came rushing in...
Right into the 25mm cannon. "Well, it's been fun! Adios!" The 25mm unloaded its constant stream of High Explosives, Eila unloaded her MG42 as Shirley and Lucchini who had arrived quickly assessed the situation.
"You still need our help?"
"Took you long..." Sanya spoke up. "We still need some help on getting rid of the men outside."
"Count on us on that!" Shirley grinned. "Come on, Lucchini! We have kills to score, all those men didn't need to die! HURRAH!"
"...So unlike you, Shirley..." Francesca sighed before following her best friend.
5 km out from Italica, to the West
"Our objective is just above the horizon, all units, make up formation, we'll move up with the sun on our six."
"Copy. Over." Multiple JSDF Hueys, Cobras and Ninjas began to make up formation. Two JSDF Phantoms followed from behind with their grey paintjob and red circle.
"This is Fafnir 1, over. From the Germans' side. Joining formation over."
"Roger that, Fafnir 1. Over." A few AH-64 lookalikes with some Black Hawk lookalikes flew behind their formation.
"This is Aquila 1. We'd also like to help, we also brought an AWACS with us."
"This is Cremisi Alpino, that would Crimson Alpine in your language."
"This is the 502nd Joint Fighter Wing, joining formation, we also got some additional help with us." A few Spitfires, Ju87 Stukas, P-51D Mustangs, G.55 Centauros and some Il-2 Sturmoviks made their debut.
"Alright, this is one big Air Company."
"This is Valkyria 1. We're following from behind. We'll be raining some explosives from above, be advised over. We also have a Herakles with us."
"If you are unfamiliar, it is the other name for Hercules. We shall slaughter those fake Romans like lambs in a slaughter." The Valkyria 1 was a formation of four Ju387 Valkyrias, the massive Supersonic Bombers quickly overshadowed the entire Joint Forces as a Herakles followed behind them.
"This is Galm 1. Taking formation in the Falcon, good day to you all."
"Yo, buddy, still alive?"
"I just talked, Pixy."
"Yeah, I noticed, but can't I ask that question, bud?"
"...Whatever you say..." A pair of F-4 Falcons flew on their side.
"Oh God, this is going to get messy."
"Well, guys! We'll get back to you later! Let's go, Cipher!"
"You're my Wingman!"
"Doesn't seem like it to me!"
"God damn it!"
"This is Schwarz Engel 1. We'll take care of the music, all units get your six straight to the rising sun, we'll blow some beats for all of us. Play that old theme, mate."
"This old theme? Yeah! Let's do this!"
Over Italica
"This is Galm 1, providing Air Support over."
"Good timing! You got some dumb bombs!?"
"Indeed we do! Where do you want them?"
"Front of the Gates! All of the enemies are cloaked in invisibility! We're having a hard time clearing them out!"
"Roger! Over! Come on, Pixy. Let's get ourselves some fine drops."
"Now, we're talking!" The Falcons quickly streaked before approaching the Gate with the worse conditions, a few of the Witches quickly got down as the Jet Fighters gave their thumbs up before dropping the dumb bombs on the fields.
BOOOM!
"Good hits!" The two 925kg bombs dropped quickly caused some massive amounts of damage on the fields, craters making themselves known. "Alright! We're gonna go for another run! Over!"
"Oh Gott! They're overrunning our position! Get back to the second line of defense!"
"We need Air Support on North Gate! Falcons, do you copy!?"
"Copy that, we'll be there."
"Just hurry, we don't know how much long-scheiße!"
"Pixy! Let's go for another!"
"Roger."
1 km East of Italica
"Additional Enemy Forces on that forest line, perhaps an artillery." A Tactical Forward Recon Me354 Gespenst began its reconnaissance duty. "...There are about a few thousands more behind the treelines, holy shit! They are readying an entire siege over here!"
"How many?"
"About...I can't count them all! Oh shit! They're firing at us! Pull up!" The arrows whizzed, but failed to catch their supposed prey. This just got a whole lot more serious! We need Ground Forces ASAP!"
"Roger. All tanks are ETA 1 Hour."
"They need to go faster then..."
"Patience."
"We're not needing patience, they are lacking the resources without those reinforcements.
"What we are doing is none of your concern, Gespenst. Continue your line of work."
"Ghh, yes sir."
Pina couldn't really believe her eyes as by the currently overrunned wall, soldiers of the foreign nations began to fall back as they fired their staves of light bullets towards their foes. The bandits quickly fell as they soon took out a smaller form of the staff and fired them as well. "Tch, we're running out of options!"
"Keep firing dammit!"
"I know! What do you think I'm doing!?"
"Falcons, how long!?...Oh for fuck's sake! Help us already!"
She couldn't make out their words, but as soon as the man spoke that, a pair of massive Iron Dragons flew above. "By Emroy!" The militia quickly looked terrified as those Dragons would soon turn around and then drop an egg, what happened? A massive-
BOOOM!
Came out and smoke piled up. "Damn! That gave us a breather!"
"Thanks for the support!"
"MG! Ready for action! Sorry for the slow response!" A pair of soldiers reported in for duty.
"Get up already! We've outed our ammo!"
"Roger roger!"
The big staff that two soldiers carried began to make their way as they soon placed it on the wall. "So, we spray quick right?"
"On with it!"
"ALRIGHT!" The staff quickly roared, everyone covered their ears as the massive sounds of paper tearing came through their ears. Constant firing of the staff quickly got to the people's nerves. She could see a belt on the staff, a belt of steel that was constantly being pulled through the staff as it spat fire. "Change barrel!"
"On it!" Opening the staff, a hot red cylinder of iron came out, as if it was forged. "Inserting barrel!"
"Done?"
"...Done!"
"Alright!" The paper tearing sound commenced once more as the Princess can see nothingness bleeding, men appeared out of thin air and fell forward.
"A-A mage is doing this."
It was obvious, but how did they know of such? They would be having a hard time, knowing that they had something like this, why didn't...-they were simply toying with them first...eating away their manpower, not revealing their trump card, not until they regrouped and then launch a massive attack to overwhelm their defenses with the silent of night, the magic of illusions and the number that overwhelmed theirs. "Had these men not come..." What would've became of her? The Capital? The Duchy? The Duchess?
"Where are our flyboys!?"
(Insert: Jurassic Park Operation Genesis OST: Hunt 2 on Loop)
The sound of an orchestra came through as massive flying carriages flew through, doors opened as men quickly fired their staves at the fields before them. Raining fire and light. "Bout time!"
"Oh shut up!" The man above shouted.
"W-What is that!?"
"...A-A flying...iron...carriage?" Pina asked, breathless, her Knight Order were more or less the same with their leader in expression.
North Gate
The Black Angels Company that was detached from the Main Division began to make their way through the city before they made a hovering landing, short enough for the men to jump and high enough to not be hold by a soldier. Rifles at hand, they quickly jumped with a few crates thrown and caught. "Move! Move!" The Witches quickly went on the ground, having exhausted their munitions. "Heard about your shortage!" A soldier yelled. "New toys, straight from our Command. You should be able to use them." Gertrud and Erica looked at them in confusion before they opened the crates.
Revealing...
"This is a Heavy-Duty Anti-Materiel Sniper Rifle, the Mauser Pay Money Anti-Materiel Sniper Rifle, or should I say the Gewehr X, designed for use with High Explosive ammo, scientists were day and night, hearing about your situation. Try em out, they got like a hundred munition to be used up, as for the other girl." Referring to Erica, he gave her a look of what she had. "MG01 Witch, 12.7mm, should suffice with a few bundles of ammo, drums of around a hundred bullets it them, heavy, but worth the price. I'd say!"
"Holy scheiße...you weren't kidding." Gertrud held the Sniper Rifle.
"Watch the recoil, don't fire it semi-auto."
"It's a semi-auto!?" Gertrud was practically drooling at the Sniper Rifle, Erica giggled nervously before taking the MG01W, feeling the weight, she got a little 'oomph' out with a bit of an embarrassed look of underestimating the weight.
"Watch it! Now go! We're gonna cover ground here!" A few soldiers got a 2cm FlaK gun to be mounted. "Get to the other Gate! Go! Go!"
"Jawohl!" The two Witches quickly flew, while Rory simply danced around the field, she swung her axe horizontally, blood spurted out of thin air, the men who were impacted quickly came to view as their hidden bodies were splattered with blood, she soon wiped the blood of her axe by throwing it around, splattering blood all around her vicinity.
With all the illusion magic now rendered useless by the blood, Rory quickly laughed as she single-handedly slaughter the entirety of the soldiers around her. "Damn, she's crazy." Barkhorn muttered as she soon unloaded an explosive round to the ground below, each one splattering blood around and signaling the presence of other individuals in the area. The MG01W that Erica had quickly fired its 12.7mm, around Rory.
"The gun is really...reliable actually, but it is kinda hard to keep the recoil steady...I think this is really not ready for service."
"It's a prototype, Erica. It's supposed to be a bit incomplete."
"...Oh yeah..."
"But still..." Looking below, Rory continued her rampage, as she slashed and hacked through dozens of invisible brigands. "...She's one hell of a monster."
"You can say that again." Erica said to her best friend bubbly.
"C'mon, let's wrap this up!"
East Gate
"Damn, are these brigands so stubborn." A Fafnir fired its Teufelschreck rockets at the field. "Gott verdammt!"
"Alright, fielding some good ol' Napalm!"
"Holy shit-! Everyone get down! All Witches get grounded! Valkyrias are deploying napalm!"
"Napalm, what's so bad about-!" Eila was quickly cut off by the officer.
"Just get down!" The whistles then the sounds of a roar came through as a massive Jet Bomber flew overhead, bomb bay opened, the bombs were dropped and those bombs...
Turned the entire scenery into what can be described as a Sea of Fire. The massive explosion quickly enraptured the soldiers within. Every single living soldier was caught on fire, 20 bombs dropped and every single soldier burnt, all of them didn't even get to scream as the bombs simply exploded and they simply died in the wildfire. A green scenery charred into a dead black dead zone.
"Firebombing complete. Routing for another target. Over."
"H-Holy shit..." Everyone who watched was horrified, except the Axis who simply just watched the living men burnt to a crisp. They knew about napalm, but not to this extent of how terrible it can get in the future.
"...Man...I never want to be on that receiving end..." An officer had been giving out some cold sweat. "Damn, I can even feel the heat too."
"That kids...is why we never wish for a conflict." Another officer quickly chipped in. "There's no way they're coming back after that..." Everyone relaxed from their combat stance, but really...it didn't help to ease them that people died indiscriminately in that bombing.
"Join the Air Force they said, small numbers of kills...small numbers of kills my ass, they just bombed a few good thousand of men there!"
"Yeah..."
(Stop the music for now)
West Gate
"This is Amirah, can I please get some assistance here!?"
"Hai, this is Karibuchi Hikari! I am assigned to aid the forces by your side, ma'am!" In a few moments, the girl quickly turned up, having brown hair with a pair of squirrel ears, a Solothurn S-18/100 and an N1K4-A Shinden Kai Striker Unit. "Ready for engagement, ma'am!"
"Can you stomach killing people?"
"Eh?"
"Can you...kill people?"
"I...Do I have to?"
"Either you or them is what I would say..."
"..."
"This is Valkyria 2. Dropping some prototype bomb, everyone stay clear! I don't want any friendlies to be caught in the crossfire!"
"Nevermind, let's stay low first." The Ju387 quickly flew above them before dropping a good amount of bombs that quickly exploded in a great white smoke explosion, reaching a good dozen meters into the air, and suddenly, some of the soldiers breathed a bit of fog.
"Eh?"
"It's...It's c-cold..."
"...Nitrogen...Liquid Nitrogen...they're testing inhumane weapons..." As Amirah and Hikari got off their Strikers, they could clearly see what the German High Command had been doing.
"O-Oh God." Frozen statues of people, swords were apparent, they were all looking scared, their skin was bitten by frostbites and their eyes gave the hint of fear. "T-This is..."
"Inhumane...apparently they were enough to be called inhumanes by Command, thus the reasoning why they were brave enough to use inhumane bombs." An officer muttered. "Damn, I didn't foresee this coming..."
...
Hikari held her mouth as her stomach couldn't handle the terror of war. Amirah simply can't help the kid as Le Fay who had been with them can't help, but grimace at the sight. "...Damn, I know you guys can be harsh, but not this much." She said to the men who silently nodded.
"...Let's not make jokes about this." An officer suggested, causing everyone to nod.
1 km East of Italica
"Tch, useless! We'll attack on our accords! Everyone! Charge!" The reserves quickly began their offensive on the East Gate, catapults holding rotten bodies of their former preys were thrown at the East Gate as the initial offensive.
East Gate
"Ow! What the-H-Holy..." Eila quickly stared at what hit her, a bloody head...
A decapitated head...
"H-Holy..."
"Oh shit! Hang on!" An officer quickly took the girl away from the sight as Sanya quickly came with him. The poor girl was hyperventilating at the sight of the decapitated head, whose expression was trapped in that of agony and pain. "Breathe! Breathe! Snap out of it."
"T-That was...a head...that was...oh God..." She could feel the red liquid on her hair, it smelled of iron, she looked at her hand in complete terror and fear.
"Dammit, brutes..."
"We need reinforcements on the East! Taking some...bloody artillery of dead bodies!"
"Dead bodies...they are disrespecting the dead...Schwarz Engel, all coming your way." A dead and cold voice came through.
"O-Oh shit..."
(You can continue playing it from the start if you wish)
Schwarz Engel helicopters came through as the Airborne troops quickly dispatched an actually massive Sniper Rifle. "5cm Railgun, on the clock!" The railgun was laid by the Gate, many saw it as a massive staff. "All hands on deck, load in...Napalm."
"Loading napalm round." The 5cm Napalm Round came through. "...Burn them alive."
"Firing." The quick blast of some lightning magic quickly sparked through, causing the entire rifle to spark to life and fire a quick blast towards the artillery, the shell propelled itself in an unconceivable speed, the napalm round quickly smashed like a bottle of vodka, smashing before turning into fire that set the men up in flames. "Load in another."
"Loading." As that was being done, another quickly gave orders.
"Fafnir, you are cleared to engage."
"Roger, copy." Fafnirs, Cobras and some Witches quickly took flight before coming towards the Artillery and then laying down fire. The Witches had to move around as the fact that they had some Archers meant they were vulnerable to getting shot without much armor and the fact that if they fire stationary, they'd be on the defensive and would block the helicopters' line of fire. "Firing." 25mm chain guns opened fire, too many men were charging towards them before the two final Ju387s came for their run.
"All friendlies in the air, move out, we'll be dropping some good cluster munition. ETA a minute."
"Gotcha. Moving."
The Witches of the 502nd quickly spread out as the two Bombers soon opened their bomb bay. "Dropping cluster munition in...3...2...1...drop."
The Witches, World Pact soldiers and the JSDF's jaws dropped when the entire field of men were soon demolished into nothingness, craters were formed. "Mission finished, return to base."
(End OST)
"By the Gods..."
"...That's dealt with..."
"That's...one bloody way to deal with that, geez..." An officer wiped his forehead of sweat. "This is Overguard...that was...overkill..."
"Nothing like overkill, in the morning..." The Valkyrias quickly retreated back to base. Causing the defenders to give a sigh of relief.
"Welp, that ended up...quite nicely." A German officer winced as Axis tanks rolled over the frozen bodies on the West Gate. "...Quite nicely, might really be too much."
"All I can say is that this...is the most inhumane mission we've ever been in..." Minna wasn't even trying to lighten up the mood as she stated that statement.
"Well..."
"Nee-san!" Maho was quickly hugged by a younger version of herself with hazel brown hair and eyes, wearing a Panzer IV Ausf H Striker Unit. "I'm glad you're alright!"
"...Yes...I'm still here with you, Miho."
"Ahhh, you got us worried, Kommandant." A Karlsland simply chuckled, having a Jagdpanther Striker Unit. "...But seriously what are these? Ice sculptures?" She asked as she looked at the sculptures.
"Don't touch them." Came Maho's voice speaking to the girl. "...Best for you not to know."
"...Jawohl, Kommandant." The cleaning team had been cleaning up frozen bits of the people that were broken into pieces.
"...Ne, Miporin...why do I feel like the statues are bad news?" A girl with shoulder-length light hazel brown hair and eyes asked, wearing an M26 Pershing Striker Unit.
"Saori-san...I'm not too sure..."
Trivia:
P80/99 = M-21 Anaconda MBT
Gewehr X = M82 Barrett
12.7mm Machine Gun/MG01 = RMG.50 German Heavy Machine Gun
Miho Nishizumi = Younger sister of Maho Nishizumi, armed with her Panzer IV Ausf H Striker Unit, meaning the 75mm KwK cannon.
Saori Takebe = Liberion/Fusoan, armed with M26 Pershing Striker Unit.
Jagdpanther Girl(Rita from now on when referred to) = Karlsland/Fusoan, armed with the Jagdpanther Striker Unit.
That was some more of the Axis' Small Arms weaponry, the M82 Barrett and the RMG.50 Heavy Machine Gun, used to replace the MG78 as a Heavy Machine Gun, but not as an entire replacement for the MG78 as it can never be a good LMG, for obvious reasons. Well, the Battle of Italica had been seriously taken a beating on the story telling, instead of having to defend just one Gate, they had to defend all four, why? Looking back, I'd say that the Brigands would number way more with the crisis and banding up to get the Duchy of Zilicat, a more economical city with lots of riches, I'd say that having them number in the thousands and more was kinda...realistic, as bunching up all the deserters, raiders, pillagers, etc, they would've numbered in not a small quantity.
So, Politics...and then some slightly 'liberating' moments when the Eight Monster Divisions or simply the Big Eight come in and sweep the Duchy clean of Brigands and leave no one alive in their wake. I can just imagine how it would go...having need to go through this once more with politics...never my strong suit, but nevertheless necessary.
Ensuing the chapter would probably be a Bullshitery if I handle it right, but would be a major disappointment if I don't...
I'll just stick with how I do stuff, it gets more...natural...and then I won't be biased to some opinions, while I would take some of the opinions just to spice things up...only some, not all, since that would really mess up my schedule.
But considering one note...
Time to check off 'Committing some serious war crimes' off the list.
Anyways, now that's out of the way...
REVIEWS!
Reviews:
Routaro: Oh, don't you dare boi, don't you dare posting that shite around the review section! Someone spam the review just to get this guy of the front page of the reviews!
Professional Degenerate: Imagine it...feel it...realize that doing so, would probably mean the death of the JSDF boi, since IJA's wouldn't even think of masturbating, when he can do the thing IRL. And also...I can't smack the shit out of you without coming closer, boi.
Commander 31: Officially, I forgot about GTA Online, the PL-01 did have thermal camouflage that I would say 'Be more useful with a railgun that doesn't produce as much heat as a gun'. So, the idea is similar, but not entirely from GTA Online, which I forgot was a thing until you remind me of it.
Maroon567: You know this wouldn't end well, but also would end somewhat hilariously and maybe the World Pact don't need to know that Japan is the source of anime and hentai(Axis Pact-verse has other nations make hentai instead of Japan).
Ascended Weeb: Are you sure about that?
Corporal Tommy: Oh shite, that would mean that her ability to tort-I mean...interrogate will be very useful for the Ger-I mean Trinity Force! Or Trinity Pact...I don't know anymore...
Seitora: Anything is possible! Except that they don't tend to be deployed for some reason.
Nero Claudius: Joe mama, boi. *Schlag*
Additional Author's Note:
Thank you for everyone who has shown interest in this somewhat weirdly put-together fanfiction, I hope you still enjoy this, despite having the fact that my writing is still a WIP-type of thing, this...is the most amount of reviews I've got and one of the most worded fanfiction, I've written so far and still have some flame to keep on going...
So call me crazy, but the amount of reviews coming in wasn't anything that I expected when I uploaded a chapter...I look forward on how I can and will write the next chapter, until then, see ya next chapter.
Update 1: I...fucking messed up, I forgot to include Rory, since I was too busy with the guns and Witches that I forget the Main Cast. Deepest apologies, I kinda got too worked up, too stressed out to acknowledge some existing characters with how much I had to work with.