A Brits, a Yankee, a French and an Hun in Gallia
Answering the reviews:
-Guest: I decided to make the Imperials as the Russians because they are essentially what would have happened if the Soviet Union had annexed its puppet states in the aftermath of WW2. And as I already said, if somebody can make the fucking Britannia family from Code Geass the leaders of a Nazi empire that had a Nazi government since the middle ages (again, the fuck!?), I can pretty much put Scatsbury in the Fanfiction. Also, I was actually thinking of making a Fanfiction on Valkyria Chronicles 4 once I finished this one with Boris from Life of Boris. But I can actually add Sovietwomble if you want.
-K: Thanks for the quotes, from now on I'll hideline the quotes you suggested like this, to give you the credit you deserve. Also have seen your official channel. Could you please continue that one Girls Und Panzer fanfiction? The ghost legion?
Varrot arrived at the camp to see Squire, Hans, Brian, Jack, Edmond, Alicia, Welkin, Isara, Rosie and Largo on a table, drinking tea. The woman looked at the scene and sighed. «Weet je wat? Ik geef het op. (You know what? I give up.)» she then said, as she walked forward.
«Hello guy. Mind if I join?» she asked. «Well of course. Come here, and enjoy some top quality British tea, made with tea leaves from India, the crown jewel of the British crown.» Squire answered. «Say limey, heard ye having problems with the Raj.» Brian then asked.
«Yes, the combined effects of pacific rebellion by Ghandi and the creation of a Japanese puppet state that promised an independent India did not help much, really.» Squire commented. Varrot then turned to Welkin. «So, another victory to you lieutenant, huh?» she commented.
He scratched his head in embarrassment. «Now now captain, you should not give all the credit to me. I could have not won if it wasn't for the help of my Squad and the tanks, we actually managed to advance. But if it wasn't for Squad 422, we would have been dead meat.» he answered.
She smiled at the man after taking a cup of tea. «So, you have met Squad 422. I heard that they have gained many victories against the Imperials.».
«That being said commander, we need to talk regarding our supply situation.» Hans then said, catching the attention of Varrot. «What do you mean?» she asked seriously. «We need more tanks. The Soviet Union is supplying tanks to the Imperials. An IS-2 had even penetrated the frontal armor of Welkin's tank.» he then said.
The woman remained silent for a while. «I'm afraid that's not possible. The regular army on itself has barely enough tanks to defend themselves. We have to count on your tanks at the moment.» she then said, with a bit of sadness in her voice. She knew that they could not win the war on their own, and wanted to have more resources to kick the Imperials out.
She then noticed the small porcavian piglet. «And…..who is the little guy?» she asked, looking at the little piglet. «Why, it's our newest mascot in Squad 7, Wellington. Give him enough time, and he'll be able to load artillery shells, in the support of the Gallian war effort.» Squire commented.
Varrot paled for a second. «I….doubt that…..» was all she said. «Yeah, industrial situation is bloody fucked ain't it?» Jack commented. She remained silent. It definitely was NOT what she meant. Edmond then spoke. «Uhm… If I may commander, do you know what Skyrim is?» he asked.
She looked confused at him. «Huh? I thought it was from your planet!» she said surprised. «So you heard of him.» Largo then said. Varrot nodded in agreement. «Yes. A soldier from a mystical land that has come to support Squad 422. I heard many of the victories of the squad were thanks to him.» she then said.
«Well it appears that his name is Lord Scatsbury.» Squire responded.
After their campaign in the forest, Squad 7 next mission was in the Barious desert. Yes. A desert. In the Benelux region. That in this planet was set in the Baltic's.
WHAT!?
ANYWAY, back to the story, Squad 7 was patrolling the desert. «Oh god, we vechten in de woestijn. Het is weer helemaal Noord-Afrika! (Oh god we're fighting in the desert. It's North Africa all over again!)» Hans commented. «Hot damn it! We're fighting in the desert! Is this Kasserine Pass all over again?» Brian then said.
«Blimey! We're fighting in the desert! It's like Palestine in the Great War.» Squire commented. «Bloody hell, we're fighting in the desert! What's this? Bloody El Alamein?» Jack commented. «Génial. Nous nous battons dans le désert. C'est comme la campagne égyptienne. (Great. We're fighting in the desert. It's just like the Egyptian campaign.)» Edmond grumpily said.
Alicia had her binoculars, and was inspecting the area. «Could you guys imagine there was a city around this place?» Welkin said, as he looked at the map. He then turned to his squad. «All right Squad, we have received information about the location of an Imperial base nearby. There also appear to be tanks never seen before.».
«God damn! It's the commies!» Brian exclaimed. Rosie spit on the ground. «What are the Imperials even doing here?» she asked. «I agree! With the kind of armor they wear, I'm surprised that they haven't all killed themselves!» Hans then said. «TANK SPOTTED!» Alicia exclaimed.
The Squad turned to see what was coming. Luckily for them, it was just a Jadgpanzer 38(t) 'Hetzer'. As he saw Hans Tiger tank, he did not shoot. «Hallo Kameraden. Weißt du wo die Rus- (Hello comrades. Do you know where the Rus-)» he said, before being interrupted.
«Morning! No need to panic. Or shoot. We are on the same side against the Imperials!» Squire said. The German tank commander looked confused. «Imperials? What are you-» he was interrupted by Brian. «The Russians. We're at war with the god damn commies.».
The tank commander sighed. «Really? A Russian empire? What's this? The great war?» he asked annoyed. «Actually, we already had that one in 1914.» Largo responded. «So, who are you guys?» the tank commander asked. «They are Gallians. Essentially the Dutch of this world.» Edmond responded.
«The Dutch? Weren't the Netherlands neutral in the great war?» the tank commander asked. «Now that I think about it, what ARE the Gallians exactly?» Bill asked, «I mean, I would say they are from the Baltic considering their geographical position.».
«Well I'm pretty sure that the language that the Gallians speak is not from the Baltic. They are obviously speaking Dutch.» Squire responded. «What if they were the Belgians from this world?» Jack asked. «Or maybe a Switzerland with sea access?» Hans then proposed.
«Yeah, sure. When was the last time somebody invaded Switzerland?» Squire responded, «And I also doubt that the Gallians here have any oversea colonies.».
«Ik bedoel, we hebben Congo. En Indonesië. (I mean, we have the Congo. And Indonesia.)» Welkin then said. Rosie was getting irritated. «You know, I would appreciate if you call us Gallians. All these names make feel like we're subjugated to somebody else. And we're not.» she said coldly.
«How about you present yourself?» Alicia then asked the German commander. «All right. My name is Gerhard. Nice to meet you all. Also ready to face the Russian empire. Again.» he responded. But before the rest of the squad could introduce themselves, Hans tank was hit by a shell.
«Alarm! The Russians are coming!» he exclaimed. Then, out of a rock, a Firefly Sherman with a Polish flag came out, shooting another shell, this time missing the opponent. «Oh Gott…. (Oh god…)» was all Hans said. «Well this is going to be awkward.» Squire then commented.
The polish tank shoot again, until Hans had enough. «Stop firing you Polish halfwits! We are on the same side...ironically.» he then exclaimed annoyed. The Firefly stopped after having heard this phrase. «Just who do you think you're fooling!? We're not falling for one of your tricks this time!» the tank commander exclaimed.
«Oh come on! The Bulge was what, an year ago?» Brian said annoyed. The Polish commander was surprised. «Wait. He's on your side?» he asked shocked. «Indeed. As a matter of fact, Germany is no longer our enemy at the moment. Instead, we are at war with the Empire, and before you ask, the Empire is none other than the Russian empire that had just received some support from the Soviet Union, alongside having heavy equipment of their own, even if it is outdated, that has decided to invade Gallia, which is essentially the Benelux if it was in the Baltic's. I understand it's confusing, I mean, almost nothing in this world make sense. I mean, how could the Russian consolidate so much power without, oh I dunno, a COALITION forming a few centuries early to stop them!» Squire exclaimed.
«Ouais! Nous avons à peine conquis un peu d'Europe de l'Ouest, et tout le monde s'est soudainement opposé à nous! (Yeah! We barely conquer a bit of Western Europe, and suddenly all of the world was against us!)» Edmond exclaimed in complaint. The Polish tank commander remained silent for a while.
«Really? Is that what is going on?» he asked. «Yup» Brian exclaimed. The Polish commander sighed. «Świetnie ... po prostu świetnie. Ponownie jest rok 1919, ale tym razem mają cholerne czołgi. (Great...just great. It's 1919 all over again but this time they have god damn tanks.)» he said annoyed.
«Anyway, my name is Mikalai. And I guess we are at war with the Russians. Again.» he then said. Then, the sound of engine could be heard. «Really? More tanks?» Alicia asked annoyed. The Squad turned to see several tanks. There were six of them, none of the world of Squire and the crew.
They were Gallian tanks. Gallian Light Tanks to be more précised. From one of them came outside General Damon. «Well, it looks like more tanks joined our ranks. It's a shame they decided to side with the militia.» he said arrogantly. Then, to his surprise, he heard Brian laughing.
«Haha….haha….wha-hahaha-what are…what are those!? HAHAHAHA!» he laughed at the sight. «What? You have never seen a Gallian Light Tank before?!» Damon asked angry. «Sure thing buddy…..when the Kaiser will try to use Gallia to surpass the French forces, we'll let ya know!» he exclaimed, pointing how backward those tanks seemed.
«Don't be so harsh on them! I'm sure they would have performed well at the battle of France! Oh wait! You couldn't possibly know that, could you?» Bill asked with irony. The whole argument was interrupted by Edy. «Aheam….Guys? I think I've spotted something in the dunes.» she said trembling a bit.
«Oh really? Is it Alicia wearing nothing but some nuts in the breast area again? First of all, if you want to be attracted by something, try with a man for a change. Second, it's a mirage. It's not real!» Squire exclaimed annoyed. «Uh….Actually, it has more of an armored feel to it.» she responded.
What she saw was an entire Soviet tank regiment advancing in the desert. Alongside them were Imperial tanks and soldiers. «Looks like a Russian armored battalion. Which means it's still a mirage. I mean, there is no way that the Russians could send so many tanks to the Imperial forces.» Squire then said.
«Indeed. Not to mention how some of them look downright silly!» Welkin exclaimed. «Kijk naar het tankkanon van degene vooraan, Welks! (Look at the gun of the one in the front, Welks!)» Isara laughed. «I actually agree with you commander Squire.» Damon then said cockily.
«I say, we must all have incredible imagination. I mean we can even hear the bloody things approaching us!» Squire then commented. Everybody seemed convinced except Edy. «Are we sure that the Soviets could not have sent so many tanks to the Imperials?» she asked in fear.
«Well of course my dear! And to convince you, Mr. Damon, could you be a sport and shoot one of them?» Squire asked. The Gallian chuckled. «Well of course! Schutter, schiet op degene vooraan. (Gunner, shoot at the one in the front.)» he said to the tank gunner.
«Ja meneer! (Yes sir!)» the gunner exclaimed, before firing a shot. However, to the surprise and terror of everybody, it hit the target…and bounced. Everybody at the scene paled at the sight of what was in front of them. «Well bullocks. Chaps, break open the emergency biscuits and oh er put the kettle on.» Squire said.
The rest of the squad was still pale. «It's Kursk all over again...IT'S KURSK ALL OVER AGAIN! WWWWHHHYYYY!» Hans exclaimed before breaking down sobbing. «Damn it! It's the Napoleonic War all other again!» Edmond exclaimed. «Hardly. Look around you.» Squire responded.
«We can't take them all! We need to retreat!» Mikalai exclaimed. «You know, we are retreating a bit too much for my tastes.» Rosie commented. «Look at the bright side, mate. We're overextending their supply lines.» Jack commented as he retreated too.
After a while, the squad reached an easily defendable position. It had several holes that could operate as trenches. The Squad remained there, waiting for the enemy. Suddenly, however, they were hit by artillery. «Welks! We worden geraakt door artillerie! (Welks! We are being hit by artillery!)» Isara exclaimed.
Welkin sighed. « Typique (Typique)» was all he said. « Misschien is het vriendelijk vuur? (Maybe it's friendly fire?)» she asked trying to increase the mood. « Nou dat kan het niet zijn. Onze kanonniers schoten al hun derde granaat per week. (Well it can't be. Our gunners already shot their third shell a week.)» he responded.
«Dear god they are shelling the entire perimeter!» Squire exclaimed. «It's the blitz all over again.» Bill commented. «God damn it! So this is what the Japs felt at Palau!» Brian exclaimed. «Bloody hell! Where is the British Artillery when you need it?» Jack exclaimed.
« C'est encore le front occidental! Tout sauf le front occidental! (It's the western front all over again! Everything but the western front!)» Edmond exclaimed. «Hey Germans! Is this what you felt at Monte Cassino?!» Mikalai exclaimed, with the German commanders exclaiming «YES!» all at the same time in sadness.
«We're so sorry! It's worse than Warsaw!» he exclaimed again. After a while, finally, the barrage stopped. Then, from the top of the dunes, Imperial tanks and soldiers, alongside several Soviet tanks, mostly T-34, some IS-2 and some KV-2 charged down. «Here come the Red Hordes...LIGHT THEM UP!» Brian exclaimed.
The Gallian soldiers and the various tanks started to fire at the various tanks and soldiers charging down the dune. But despite eliminating a lot of them, a lot were still coming down. «Blimey it's like fighting the Ottomans all over again. Well that's cocked it.» Jack said.
«The funny thing? We're fighting in the bloody desert.» the driver commented. «Blimey! This IS Palestine all over again!» Jack exclaimed after a short pause. «Well look at the bright side! With the exception of the heat of the battle, it isn't that hot really.» Squire commented.
«I could have used some hot. We could have at least have the Russian soldiers having a heat stroke with all that armor!» Hans exclaimed. As a matter of fact, despite the fact that they were in a desert, it wasn't that hot. As a matter of fact, the only thing that made the whole scenario look like a desert was the sand and the rocks. That was all.
The squad continued shooting down the coming tanks and soldiers, but were almost being overrun. «Damn it! How many of them are there still!?» Largo exclaimed. «[So this is how they'll storm Area 51!]» Brian exclaimed. «Why don't we have air support!? WHY IS THERE NO AIR SUPPORT!?» Mikalai exclaimed in despair.
«Because in this world there are no planes. They invented the tanks but did not figure out how to fly!» Hans exclaimed in similar desperation. After a while, Squire exclaimed. « YES! I got it….Kinda…..I say Russians!» at this comment, the Russian tanks and Imperial soldiers stopped, «The Japanese are attacking you in the East again, so why you don't you go that way?».
One of the tank commanders laughed. «You can't fool us! We have already attacked Manchukuo! And Japan. As we speak, the Japanese forces are being plumbered to the ground by the motherland.».
«Well bullocks. I actually hoped that worked.» Squire said with a disappointed tone. «Then let me try my new secret weapon. BOOM!» Brian exclaimed. «Dear god what have you done!?» Squire exclaimed. «Extensive sanctions and embargo.» Brian responded.
«Oh god you hit with those too! HAVE MERCY! THINK OF THE BREXIT!» Squire exclaimed. «This is your last chance. Surrender now or perish!» one of the Imperial soldiers exclaimed. «As if! We shall never surrender to your kind! What do you think we are!? The French?!» Squire exclaimed.
Edmond remained silent. « Nan. Même pas la peine. (Nope. Not even worth it.)» he said. «Besides, if I had to die, I'd rather not die in a freezing Gulag in the middle of Siberia. Stalingrad was hard enough.» Hans commented. «In that case, prepare to be executed as enemies of the motherland.» a tank commander said.
However, as they pointed their guns, the sound of a turbine could be heard. But it wasn't on the ground. It was from the sky. «Huh….Guys? do you hear that?» Welkin asked. «Huh. Who knew that the sound of heaven was aircraft. And Jericho sirens!» Squire commented. «I dunno. It sounds real to me….» Oscar commented.
Suddenly, in the sky, a Brewster SB2A Buccaneer, a Aichi B7A Ryusei, a Junkers Ju 87 and a Macchi C.202 Folgore all descended down from the sky, taking out several of the enemy tanks and soldiers with their bombs. The Gallians al looked in amazement and surprise, as they never saw something like this.
Sure, they saw tanks in action, but an aircraft was something new for them. «Jesus! We're saved! The air force is here!» Brian exclaimed. «Hold on! I'll try to communicate with them!» Hans exclaimed, as he reached the radio. Alicia continued to look at the sky in wonder.
«Squire? Are those…..aircrafts?» she asked. «Yup.» Squire responded. She smirked at the scene. «Neat.». As the Russians retreated from the threat of the air, the Gallians and the tanks attacked. Several tanks were taken by surprise. «Now this is more like it!» Largo exclaimed.
«Mr. Largo, if you could please stop with the stereotypical dialogues.» Squire said. «EAT THIS!» Largo then exclaimed almost as an insult, as he hit one of the enemy tanks with his lance. After the Russians and Imperials had reached the other side of the dune, the Squad stopped for a second.
«Well it seems like the battle has turned in our favor. Allow the regular army to finish the Imperials off.» Damon arrogantly said, as his tanks drove forward. «Wait for us!» Brian exclaimed. «If you want to help us, hurry up! I will not let the militia take all the credit again!» Damon exclaimed.
«Well they are screwed.» Jack commented. The tanks managed to reach the Gallian Light Tanks, just to see some of them shot by Russian tanks. Soon, five Gallian tanks were destroyed. « Warum müssen wir diese Idioten immer babysitten? Wer sind Sie?! Die Italiener!? (Why do we always have to babysit those morons!? Who are they?! The Italians!?)» Hans said irritated.
« Zumindest der Italiener Bersagliere beeindruckte den Deutschen Soldaten. (At least the Italian Bersagliere impressed the German soldier.)» Max then said. « Naja auch der Gallische Stammgast beeindruckte den Deutschen Soldaten. Auf wie viel saugt er! (Well also the Gallian regular impressed the German soldier. On how much he sucks!)» Hans angrily responded.
«Should have waited a bit longer.» Squire then said. Soon, with the support of the tanks, they managed to push the Soviet/Imperial forces in several old ruins. There, the Soviet/Imperial forces created a defensive line, which was harassed by the air attacks.
Several Imperial lancers tried to shoot at the moving tanks, but the sound of the Jericho sirens kept haunting them and were unable to shoot straight. « Ulan! Yesli ty snova propustish', ya otvedu vsekh vas v batal'on Shtrafbat. (Lancers! If you miss again, I will have you all in a Shtrafbat battalion.)» one of the Soviet officers exclaimed.
« My ne mozhem sdelat' eto, ser! Eti letayushchiye veshchi otvlekayut nas! (We can't do it sir! Those flying things are distracting us!)» one of the lancers exclaimed. « Kakiye? Nikogda ne videl samolet ran'she? (What? Never seen an aircraft before?)» the officer asked them confused. They nodded in agreement.
« Da. Kto tebya vinit S 1943 goda my stolknulis' s samoletami protivnika. Ne volnuysya, ty k etomu privyknesh'. (Huh. Who blames you. It has been since 1943 that we faced enemy aircraft. Don't worry, you'll get used to it.)» he said with a reassuring tone, before a bomb dropped just in front of them.
«Oh…Blyat.» was all they said before it blew up. Several Light Imperial Tanks came out trying to storm out the enemies, but were destroyed by the enemy tanks. However, something seemed to be going on. The wind was picking up really fast. «Damn it! A sandstorm is coming!» Alicia exclaimed.
«Well there goes the air support.» Squire commented. «God damn it! It's the battle of the Bulge all over again! And this time we don even have a forest!» Brian complained. «Ah, but you fail to see the positive side! Have you looked around? The Empire has now as many tanks divisions in the area as it has competent generals!» Squire exclaimed.
But just as he said that, Alicia was almost hit by an enemy shell. «YOU WERE SAYING!?» she exclaimed angrily. «O-of course, there could be some remnant of such divisions, so I would recommend the most caution.» Squire nervously said, before taking out the last tanks.
Finally, the area was cleared of enemy resistance. « Finally! Thank god it's over and not to soon otherwise we would have run out of biscuits!» Squire commented. Damon massaged his moustaches in satisfaction. «Indeed. Yet another great victory for General Damon.» he then said.
The Squad did not take that well. «Are you kidding!? First, we had to save yer sorry ass! Second, you LOST, FIVE god damn tanks!» Brian exclaimed angrily. «The Yankee is right! Tanks. And. Supply. Are. Blood. You are going to find yourself in your own Berlin if you keep this up!» Hans then exclaimed in agreement.
«Now you sir remind me of Field Marshall Haig...and that's not a good thing.» Squire then said. Despite the argument with Damon, this was yet another victory for Gallia. And most importantly, they had new allies, where no other nation had: in the sky.
Hello folks!
I just wanted to ask you guys: as filler chapters, what characters should interact with what characters? It was a suggestion of Dandaman5, and I found it interesting. I was thinking of making some interactions between Welkin and Squire, Largo and Rosie and Brian, and Isara and Hans. I hope to receive suggestions.
In the meantime, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Please review so I can learn your opinion. I'm willing to accept suggestions, so stay tuned. Also remembers to like and follow. see you on the next chapter.
