It had been three days since the news that Ukraine was under attack, and we were just past the border between Polen and RK Ukraine, which was fortified by local troops, they had a concern.

"They are partisans, they will have light weapons, as long as we are in the vehicles, we are safe, they are made to withstand any infantry weapons bullets," said the soldier in front of me, it seemed that some soldiers started to treat me like a pet, they were giving me their rations and talking to me.

"Hans, stop disturbing Little Rommel," said his companion as he put his gun on his legs, Rommel laughed, "Wasn't there a better nickname for her?"

"No sir, we are not known for our originality, we have been using the same name for three generations of tanks and weapons, to think that we would be good at nicknames is asking too much."

Rommel laughed, "It's good to keep up the humor, but remember, we are in enemy territory, prepare for combat."

"Yes sir"

"What do I do in case we are attacked?" I asked, I had to have some orders after all.

"You stay inside with me until I tell you otherwise."

I gave a slight consent and started to glance at the radio next to me, unlike the weird walkie-talkie of the officers and squad leaders, this one was supposed to be used to receive and give transmissions from here to anywhere practically, or so the operator said every time I asked him, he called it the Saving Box.

Honestly, I'm not used to this technology. Still, after days and days of being bored with nothing to do but research a map, I finally think I understand how the radio works and the frequencies.

I woke up and looked around, the vehicle was overturned, touching my head. I looked to see if I had a wound, checking that I didn't, it just hurt, I looked around and saw that the left half of the vehicle was destroyed, and the bodies of the occupants of that side were practically destroyed, we must have been attacked by an anti-tank, I looked at Rommel who was next to me and I saw that he was still well, or so it seemed.

"Hello? Is anybody there?" I shouted but nobody answered, we could hear the shots all the time and orders, we were in the middle of an ambush.

I tried to open the door but it was stuck, shit, I turned to try to open the hatch, but it was stuck too.

I hit the hatch hard as I could but it wouldn't budge, thank goodness there was no smoke, otherwise, I would have suffocated to death, if I had stolen the panzerschokolade I could have gotten us out of here, but no, you decided it was a good idea not to do it, SHIT

Trying to see my options I noticed that the communication radio was still working, I took a few leaps toward it and started to set the division frequency, the moment I adjusted the frequency hundreds of voices sounded over the radio, WHERE IS YOUR DISCIPLINE DAMN IT, I HAVE SEEN RECRUITS IN THE RHIN WITH MORE DISCIPLINE DAMN IT.

Seeing that Rommel was still unconscious, I knew I couldn't use him to bring calm to the division.

"Shit," I said, however, Rommel's voice rang out, I looked in his direction, but he was still unconscious.

"Hello?" Wait a second, that's not my voice! That was Rommels, but he is knocked out. But what absurd power is this? Why can I use it without the chocolate?

ANYWAY, ERIKA FOCUS AND CONCENTRATE ON THE RADIO.

Picking up the radio I started to broadcast, "SITUATION REPORT."

A person I didn't know seemed to have enough authority to answer me, "I'm glad you're alive, they're attacking us from both sides, they have light anti-tank equipment and machine guns."

Shit, I had to do something, "each operable vehicle to cover each side, the first one forward, the second one to the left, the third one to the right, the fourth one to the left and continue that way until the last one. Then, have the infantry of each vehicle deploy to where the cannon is facing, throw as much smoke as possible, and advance into the woods."

"Sir we can't do that, they have heavy machine guns."

"YOU HAVE THE AUTOMATIC CANNON FOR A REASON, CONCENTRATE FIRE ON THE MAJOR POCKETS OF HEAVY EQUIPMENT AND I NEED THE CLOSEST PLATOON TO GET ME OUT OF THIS VEHICLE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE."

I heard another voice, "WAIT, WE ARE DROPPING SMOKE, WE'RE COMING FOR YOU" my job was done, I dragged the radio to Rommel's side and pretended to be unconscious next to him.

One minute later the rear doors were opened, "General, he's in there" shouted a soldier.

"I heard as they came in and started to pull him out, then someone grabbed me by the waist and dragged me out.

"Shit, are you the only survivors?"

"Yes sir."

"Send them to our vehicle, don't stop to fucking throw the smoke."

I felt the guy who had me start to run and then we got into a vehicle.

"Shit, the girl looks fine."

I heard another person get in, "I'm the medic, where do you need me?"

"With Rommel, he was knocked unconscious after he gave the orders."

Good, my cover worked, great, well done Erika, no one needs to know that you can use your powers without the drug.

Out of nowhere another explosion sounded very close, "Damn it, MORE FUCKING SMOKE, DROP ALL THE SMOKE SUPPLIES IF YOU HAVE TO, MAKE THEM BLIND SO THEY CANT SEE WHERE THEY'RE SHOOTING!"

The battle lasted another 3 hours, ending when the infantry troops marched into the woods, hunting down the last resistance, by the final hour, Rommel had regained consciousness and was briefed on the whole situation.

When the soldiers who were with Rommel left, he sighed.

"Erika, it was you, wasn't it? I never gave any orders, where did you get the drugs".

I stood up carefully and looked at him, "No I didn't."

"Don't lie to me, remember, I'm an adult, I know more than you, I'm superior to you even though you've been modified, now tell me the truth."

Rommel didn't look angry, more disappointed, "I didn't take any drugs."

Rommel seemed surprised, "Then how?"

"I just found out I could do it, that's all."

Rommel put his hand on his chin, stood thoughtfully for a few minutes, then grabbed me by the hips and pulled me onto his lap.

"Good girl, you behaved well, but don't tell anyone about this, this is a secret between us, no one must know about this, and don't do it again without my permission, understood?"

I nodded, and he started stroking my head, "You know, I used to have a daughter... she was like you, but without blue eyes, she was beautiful."

"What happened?"

"A bloody terrorist bombing, my family was in Hitler's summer house, together with Eva. Hitler never showed up because of an argument with Goring, but the bomb exploded anyway, Eva survived" he sighed and looked away for a second. "Unfortunately, my family didn't."

What a sad story, poor Rommel, he is a good man but doesn't have a family.

"I'm sorry for asking."

He turned and kept stroking my head, "It's alright."

"Who were the terrorists?"

"The SS"

I felt my heart go up in my mouth, however, Rommel seemed to notice and answered immediately "Don't worry, you're just another victim of them, in the end, we both got screwed by the SS, God likes tragic coincidences."

"Whoever calls himself God is a bastard."

"Before the bombing, I'd tell you that's not so... now I don't know what to think."

Voting time.

1) God is a bloody bastard. Mankind will eventually forget about him (Comrade route).

2) Your family will be in heaven with him, unlike the SS bastards who will be in hell (Friendship route).

3) Hug him (Family route).

Well, not sure how many of these I will upload today. My college is doing some school-mandated fun TM, and of course, it is required, or we will be punished by... something. Not sure what they would do, but they have to scan some app on our phones to count our participation in the event.

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