A Brits, a Yankee, a French and an Hun in Gallia
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Chapter 2
The combined Gallian-British group finally reached the city of Bruhl. The group was greeted by a large windmill, the most iconic structure of the town. Welkin stretched a bit after the long walk. «Seeing that old mill spinning again….makes it feel like home. Sweet home.» he said, with a nostalgic tone.
«With the exception of a bloody Russian invasion, that is. This feels like Fall Gelb all over again.» Bill said, as he looked around the town. Squire had remained silent as he inspected the area. «Say, my dear Alicia, mind if I ask you, where are the preparations for the Imperial assault? Where are the ant-aircraft guns? The trenches? Anything? You look as well prepared as the Dutch!».
Alicia was slightly confused by the statement of Squire. «Anti….what?» she asked, with great confusion in her voice. «Anti-aircraft guns. You know, considering the Russians, I wouldn't be surprised if they sent an horde of poorly made airplanes against the Gallian defenses!».
Alicia widened her eyes in shock. «What's….an aircraft?» she asked even more confused. It was almost comical seeing her in this state. Squire was even more confused. «Hold a bloody minute! You said that you invented tanks! HOW DID YOU INVENT THE BLOODY TANK BEFORE AIRCRAFT!?».
Alicia put her hands in her head in confusion. «I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!» Alicia exclaimed, almost crying in a comical way. «Oh dear. Looks like we broke her even before the Imperials even arrived!» Bill then said. After a while, Alicia managed to regain composure.
«Dit is zo'n pijn in de kont(This is such a pain in the ass).» she then said, as she sighed heavily. She then turned toward Isara and Welkin, giving them a military salute. « Burgers, de vijand kan niet ver weg zijn. Ik dank je voor je hulp. Wees voorzichtig. (Citizens, the enemy can't be far off. I thank you for your help. Take care.)».
She then started running toward another group of town guards. Squire then turned toward the two. «Take care citizens. And if you occur to see any Russians, create a pit. They'll just mass charge you, losing thousands of men. Also remember to carry as much ammo as possible!».
«And don't attack them in the winter. Otherwise you'll get encircled by a Russian horde.» Bill later commented, as the tank moved with the group.
(Meanwhile, in the Gunter house)
« Hoe gaat het met het inpakken, zus?( How's the packing coming along, sis?)» Welkin asked Isara, as large packing were brought outside of the house. « Bijna klaar. Ik moet alleen de dagelijkse basis gebruiken(Almost done. I only need to take the everyday basics).»
But as she was going to get them, they heard the sound of engine coming toward them. Then, in front of them, a shiny M4A3 Sherman appeared. The tank commander came out of the hull, looking at the two. «Good day to ya fellas! Do ya have any idea where Berlin is?».
Welkin sighed hard at the question of the driver. «Wrong…earth sir. This is Gallia.» he responded, with a desperate tone. This day was getting weirder and weirder as the time passed. The tank commander looked at them with a doubtful look on his face.
«Wrong earth? Ye god damn Huns trin to fool me? Well, that ain't gonna work sir!» he exclaimed, with a strong accent. Isara then stepped forward. «uh, excuse sir, are you by any chance a British?» she asked, with an innocent look on her face. The tank commander looked at her angrily.
«Now that, ye god damn Kraut, s'got to be the most offensive thing I ever heard. I ain't no god damn Limey. I'm a proud 'murican. YEEEEHAW!» he exclaimed, with pride in his voice. Both Isara and Welkin looked at each other's with confusion in their face.
«Say fellas, how do ya know about the Brits, if this is an "Alternate Earth"?» he asked, with an inquisitive tone. Welkin sighed at the question.
«A tank commander under the name of Squire had promised support in defending Gallia against the Russia- I mean the Impe-» before he could continue the phrase, the tank commander jumped in surprise. «Wait! Hold just one god damn minute! The commies are coming!?». Welkin was definitely confused now.
«Jesus, the Reds are coming! The perimeter has been compromised! Well driver, looks like World War Three came a bit earlier than we thought! C'mon fellas, time to liberate the shit out of this place from the Commies! BETTER DEAD THAN RED! YEEEEHAW!».
As the tank was about to move, however, the sound of something being dropped could be heard. The two Gunter and the American tank commander turned toward the sound, only to see a woman, about 40 years old, with short brown hair, alongside Alicia who had her eyes wide in shock and terror.
«No…NO…..NOT ANOTHER ONE!» she exclaimed, with despair in her voice, on her knees and on the verge of crying. «Alicia! Rustig aan!(Calm down!)». The tank commander was a bit surprised by the girl reaction. «Jesus. What is the god damn problem! We came to liberate yer god damn country! We ain't here to hurt ya!» he exclaimed.
«Its…a long story.» Welkin responded. He ran toward Alicia to help her getting up. He then turned toward the other woman. «Martha? Wat doe jij hier? Zou je niet moeten evacueren nu de imperialen eraan komen?( What are you doing here? Shouldn't you evacuate now that the Imperials are coming?)» he asked the woman.
She emitted a small laugh. « Alicia wilde eerder excuses aanbieden en dacht eraan om wat brood voor je te brengen. Arme ziel. Ze lijkt het vandaag moeilijk te hebben. (Alicia wanted to apology for before, and thought of bringing some bread to you. Poor little soul. She seems to have it rough today.)».
After she managed to calm down from her little crisis, Alicia turned toward Welkin. « Ik werk bij de bakker, (I work at the bakery),» was her response, still a bit desperate from the current situation, « Nou, dat deed ik tot de oorlog begon. Ik woon daar ook.( Well, I did until the war started. I live there too.)»
She then walked toward the tank, having finally composed herself. «What about you? Let me guess, you-» she was interrupted by the commander. «We're Americans. Here to liberate the shit out of ya from those god damn freedom hatin commies!» he exclaimed.
Although she should had known that this day could get weirder, she still got really confused. «Imperialen. Imperialen. De "Commies" zijn Imperialen. (Imperials. Imperials. The "Commies" are Imperials.)» Welkin intervened, explaining the situation, with a desperate tone.
Alicia, after a while, looked at her watch. «Oh? Is dat alweer tijd? Ik moet gaan. (Oh? Is that time already? I got to go.)» she said, with a surprised look on her face. She once again turned toward the American tank commander. «Say, could you bring me to Bruhl? I'll give you the indications.».
The tank commander nodded in agreement. «Hell yeah! And if we gon find sum god damn Ruskies, we sure as hell gon to rip them to shred. YEEEEHAW!». Alicia had clear disappointment in her face.
Isara turned toward Welkin. « Welks? Zou ze zich bij hen kunnen voegen? Gewoon om te zien hoe het met Squire gaat. Ik kan alleen voor de rest zorgen. (Welks? Might join them? Just to see how Squire is doing. I can take care of the rest on my own.)». Welkin nodded in agreement. « Oké, ik zal het doen. Ik ben zo terug. (All right I will. I'll be right back.)».
The two jumped on the Sherman tank, which started to move down the dirt path.
The tank, after a while, finally managed to reach the town, which was almost desert. «Jesus,» the tank commander, which name was Brian, exclaimed, «there's less people down here than McMullen!». Alicia nodded at the comment. «With tensions with the empire rising, many evacuated a long time ago.» was her sad response.
She then turned toward Welkin, who had a worried look on his face. «Don't worry. We will protect Gallia. Everybody will come back to safety.» she said, with a reassuring tone. «Yeah! B'sides, ye got yerself the US armored core here to back ye up against those god damn commies!» Brian exclaimed.
Alicia turned toward Brian, her eyebrow raised. «Well someone is feeling overconfident.» she commented. She then turned toward Welkin. «Say, may I ask: when do you intend to join the military?». She was greeted by a sigh from Welkin. «Actually,» was the boy response, «I don't think that's for me.».
Alicia looked at Welkin surprised by his response. «What I'd really like is to be a teacher.». Brian looked at the man with a funny look on his face. «So….ye wanna be a nerd, huh?» he asked bluntly. Welkin almost jumped back from the surprise. «HEY!» he angrily responded, «what was that for!».
Alicia quickly took defenses on the man. «Yeah! While I'm surprised that a Gunter would take this path, it doesn't make him neither a loser nor a coward!». However, shortly after, an explosion could be heard. After a while, then, one of the mills inside of the city was greatly damaged by a large artillery projectile.
«Jesus, that building got more fucked than Pearl Harbor!» Brian exclaimed. Then, almost coming out of the ruins of the mill, a group of Imperial soldiers charged forward. «Podvin' eto! Davay poshli! Za Rodinu! (Move it! Come on, let's go! For the motherland!)» one of the soldiers exclaimed, as he urged the soldiers to charge forward.
Some of the town watch arrived just in time, but were being easily overrun by the well superior equipped Imperials. Then, almost coming as a savior, a large group of Imperial soldiers were decimated by machine gun fire. «DIE YE GOD DAMN COMMIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!» Brian exclaimed, as the tank was eliminating the group with ease.
Welkin and Alicia got out of the tank, each wielding their respective rifles: Alicia was carrying her rifle, while Welkin was carrying the Imperial rifle he took earlier. They managed to shoot at some Imperials, but the majority were being butchered by the Sherman.
«Hell yeah! So dis's what the Jerries felt when fighting the Reds, hehehe…» Brian said with a triumphant tone, as he watched his killing spree. «C'mon!» Alicia exclaimed, «we got to fend them off! You with me Welkin?».
«Of course!» he exclaimed, with an angry tone, «let's get those fucking commies!». Alicia stopped after what he just said. «IMPERIALS!» Welkin exclaimed, after having realized what he just said, «I MEANT IMPERIALS!».
The group, composed by the town watch, Alicia, Welkin and the Sherman arrived at the outskirt of the Mill Plaza, ready to face the Imperial army. «ENEMY SOLDIERS UP AHEAD!» Welkin exclaimed, pointing to a large number of soldiers.
«Hey gunner!» Brian exclaimed, «ye got some of that Willy Pete shit in there?». «Yes sir!» the gunner replied. Brian smiled in satisfaction. «Stick it right in their faces!». The tank fired a projectile in the middle of the group. However, in addition of killing a few of them, it generate a fog. It was a smoke projectile.
«All right fellas! Ye got the cover of the fog! Shove yer rifles in their god damn Ruskies asses!». Ignoring the explicit terms, the group agreed. Welkin was one of the first to charge forward, killing several of the Imperials, as they weren't able to spot him because of the smoke.
Alicia and two of the Town Watch sneaked behind another group, killing them at close range. With the cover of the smoke, the group was making easy picking of the Imperial soldiers, who were unable to spot them. As some Imperials charged forward, they were easily eliminated by Brian and his tank.
However, before the group could celebrated, they were greeted by one of the scariest thing in their life. An horde of Imperial soldiers, armed to the teeth, charging forward. There was no way that the Gallian rifles could stop them. However, before they could get too close to the group, they were eliminated by a shell.
The group turned to see what hit the enemy group, to see Squire, on his tank. «Squire! Thank god you came!» Welkin exclaimed. Squire saluted the group. «Morning chumps! I see that you are in quite the-» he interrupted himself, as he saw the Sherman tank.
«Good day to ya, fellas!» Brian exclaimed. Squire was quite irritated. «Bloody hell! Who invited the Americans! Was it you guys?» he asked, looking at Welkin and the rest of the group. «W-we barely knew they even existed!» he exclaimed, «Didn't you invite them first?».
Brian turned toward Squire. «Hey Limey! Here to fight the commies too? Looks like Operation Unthinkable is a god damn go!» he exclaimed. «Indeed,» was Squire response, «and this time you are in bloody time. Anyway, CHARGE!» Squire exclaimed, as he moved forward, alongside the Sherman.
The rest of the Town Watch, Alicia and Welkin reached them, with welkin, jumping on the Churchill tank. «Say Squire, where were you?» he asked, with a serious look. «Well you see,» was Squire response, «I was just checking the flank of the city, especially in the forest area. Ever since Fall Gelb, the forests had never been the same, and I noticed the large artillery hitting the centre of the city.».
Welkin sighed a bit. «Well fair enough.»
As the group advanced, they found three more Watchmen, with some fresh Imperial kills. «Finally! Some reinforcements!» one of the Town Watch exclaimed at the Churchill and Welkin. The other however pointed at the Sherman tank. «What about that one? Is that friendly?».
«HELL YEAH!» Brian exclaimed, «Here to protect capitalism and freedom!». After sighing in annoyance, Squire turned toward the man. «May if I ask, have you seen any enemy tanks around? I would be sure that the Russians would have sent a swarm of those.».
«I doubt sir. This is urban fighting.» Bill pointed out. The Watchmen shook his head in disagreement. «Negative. No tanks in sight.». Meanwhile, another small horde of Imperials charged forward, almost killing one of the Watchmen. «Jesus, how many are out there?» Brian exclaimed.
«So this is what the Germans felt at Kursk.» Squire exclaimed, as more Imperials charged forward. However, the sound of an engine was soon heard. Then, in front of them, a large tank came forward. It was a Light Imperial Tank, who managed to get a good hit at several of the Watchmen.
«VOERTUIG! VIJANDELIJKE VOERTUIG! (TANK! ENEMY TANK!)» one of the Watchmen screamed. The tank then pointed his cannon at the Churchill tank and…the shell bounced. For a while no movement occurred, as the Imperials realized how much they fucked up.
«Oh….. blyat.» was the only thing the tank commander was able to say, before he was blown to pieces by a single shot of the Churchill. «Well that was as threatening as an Italian tank.» Squire commented. Then another tank arrived. This time, it was the Sherman who blew it.
Then another tank arrived. And then another one. And then another one. «Bloody hell! It's a tank horde! RETREAT! PROTECT OUR REAR!» Squire exclaimed. «Should we?» Bill asked, «I mean that gun looks at the most a 47 mm type. Isn't our rear armor about 51 mm?».
«That's not the point! Don't you see what they're trying to do? We'll run out of ammos before they run out of tanks!» Squire exclaimed, as the group begun wiredrawing. As they retreated, at time both Squire and Brian tanks knocked out some of the Imperial light tanks, but they just kept on going.
After a while, the two tanks, the Watchmen, Alicia and Welkin managed to get in the relatively narrow streets of Bruhl. While they were narrow, they could still allow the two tanks to traverse the area. The good news was, it looked like they shook the tanks off their trail.
«It looks like we got away. What are you guys going to do?» Welkin asked the rest of the group. Alicia then turned to both Squire and Brian. «Well, it looks like the Town Watch needs you guys after all.» she sighed. «Well, you see my dear,» Squire continued, «while we can indeed knock those tin cans out, I doubt that we have enough ammunition to do so.»
«So, looks like a final stand.» one of the Watchmen then said. Alicia turned to Welkin. «We'll try to buy time so that everybody can get out. We shall dig in the main gate and hold them as much as possible!» she exclaimed at Welkin. «All, right, I'll grab Isara and Martha, then come back!» was Welkin response.
He then turned to both Squire and Brian. «Well boy,» Brian then said, «bout earlier, I'm sorry. If this is the last time we see, show those god damn kids sum education, fella!». Welkin nodded in agreement. «Well chump,» Squire then said, «if this is a goodbye, I want to say that it was a pleasure, and an honor, meeting you.».
«Thanks.» Welkin replied. Then, he started to move out, to reach his house. «Be careful out there!» Alicia exclaimed, as he ran forward.
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