Hellsing: Battlefront
Chapter 4: D-Day again.
ZR: I realized as I was writing this that I wasn't going to do the whole training. It was going to take much to long to do anyway. So I decided to skip the whole training and get right down to the nitty-gritty. Oh, and before I forget, there will be some parts where things will be said in German. I will be putting footnotes making reference to the dialogues in German.
Just a summary of what you missed. The Allies have retaken the sectors taken by Millennium, including southern England. However, Millennium's army has reached across all of France, Russia is holding them at bay at the German-Poland border, the Allies have decided to open a second front, and possibly a third front. Millennium is expecting this maneuver, however, they expect their defenses to hold the invasion at bay. They've got another thing coming…
Location: Off the coast of Normandy
Time:0600
Date: June 6, 2008
Mist covered the entire beach of Normandy. But even this didn't stop the invasion. Several hundred hovercrafts made their way to shore, hovering just above the water on a cushion of air, with hundreds more making up each wave behind them. The beaches looked quiet and peaceful, like the war never reached here. This masked the underlying problem the war had reached here. The beach defenses were almost identical to the ones constructed over sixty years ago. Except that there was no artillery, mortar, or any barrage weapons, of any type. Millennium had no need for such weapons, their foot soldiers could move fast enough to take them out.
The first wave of landing craft approached the beach, still no gunfire. They made their way onshore, still none. The front doors opened spilling out soldiers, Humvees, APCs, and Abrams tanks. Then all hell broke loose as multiple antitank rockets were fired at the tanks all connecting with the tanks. As the smoke cleared, the soldiers standing next to them were dead, not the tanks however. The turrets turned and fired at were the rockets were shot from. The silver tipped shells ripped tha air as they found their marks; hundreds of undead screams filled the air as the shells exploded on impact sending shards of silver into their bodies.
As the foot soldiers moved farther up the beach, they began to fire as well. The Freaks began to fire back, their bullets hitting the soldiers advancing on them, most staggered back, but kept on firing on them. After a half hour of fighting, the invasion forces had captured the cliff and were moving farther inland. As the forces were moving farther inland, a few stayed behind at a gravesite. They were moving along the rows of the dead, thinking of them as they looked from one gravestone, to the next. One soldier stopped, he knelt down and put his gun on the ground. He took of his helmet, his ruby red eyes gleaming with sadness. He put his hand on the gravestone, which he was looking at.
"He buddy, I'm back," he whispered, "I thought we'd never meet up again like this."
As the day got brighter, the engravings could be seen on the stone.
Pvt. Bradley Jenkins
1925-1944
Died while in combat in Operation: Overlord
A single red tear rolled down his cheek as his memories came back to him. A gentle hand came down and wiped the tear away. He looked up at the soldier standing beside him, Harconnen slung on her shoulder.
"You knew him?"
"Yeah, he was my best friend while in boot camp. We never let each other out of our sights for too long."
"What happened?"
"As you can guess, we were part of the invasion force, we were in the second wave of the assault. We were to invade the beach codenamed Utah. WE were pinned down behind two hedgehogs. I rushed out from my hiding spot to draw their fire so he could lob a grenade at the nest. The maneuver was successful, but in the process, he attracted the attention of another Machine gun nest. I tried to save him, but the bullets had already cut him from the hip down. I threw a grenade at their position at them, thus disabling that gun. I dragged him back to a hedgehog and called for a medic. One came after three calls, by that time; he had already lost too much blood. There wasn't anything I could do. He died in my arms, like so may before him, but he was special. He was a true friend," more red tears spilled out from his eyes as he said this.
Seras knelt down beside him and put a comforting arm around him, "Its alright, there was nothing you could do."
John wiped the tears away as he stood up, taking his gun in one hand, and his helmet in the other. He strapped his helmet back on and took up his rifle in both hands, just as one of his squad came jogging toward him, "Sir, we need you on the front. They're taking casualties on the hedgerows."
"Right, Seras come with me, we're going to need you."
"Yes sir!"
They sprinted off toward the hedgerows, John formulating a plan as they ran.
At the hedgerows, it was chaos. The tanks were having a hard time breaking through the hedge walls. The APCs and Humvees were being destroyed by the dozens.
As John and Seras arrived, the tank battalion commander walked up to them, "Sir, we're not getting through the hedges fast enough to counter their attack, what shall we do?"
"Take the metal scraps from the destroyed vehicles, attach them to the front of the front of the vehicles to create a kind of slicing device, that will allow the vehicles to overcome the hedges, that will allow you to push on further inland."
"Yes sir, right away! You there, gather up all of the cutting equipment you can find!"
Jon turned to Seras, "Seras, I want you to find the tallest tree here, keep these guys covered. I'll keep them covered down here."
"Yes sir!"
"Was denken Sie sie tun?" asked a Freak.
"Hölle, wenn ich weiß, stoßen sie vermutlich weg," replied another Freak.
"Yeah ist verfluchte Menschen, alle, die sie für gut sind, Nahrung. Nicht seiend unhöflich zu unserem Führer," replied another Freak.
"He, hören jeder."
They all stopped their conversations and listened, it was faint, but they defiantly heard something. A screeching, of some kind. The noise got progressively louder by the second.
An explosion ripped the air nearby, causing a huge column of dirt and ashes to rise up into the sky. The German Freaks began to panic quickly, rushing to find cover from the mysterious barrage.
Another explosion, turning more Freaks to ash.
"Fall zurück! Fall zurück!" cried another Freak, but he was cut down by full automatic fire as soon as he finished his sentence.
"Tsk, tsk tsk, sollten Sie Launen wissen besser als ließen Ihren Schutz im Stich," said the soldier. "Seras I can handle them, keep your eye on the tanks."
"Rojer."
"Now, what to do, so many soldiers, so little time," John discarded his helmet and guns. The familiar silver mist swirled around his body, removing all clothing unnecessary for the fight. The mist disappeared, revealing John in his fully suited armor, with one added necessity, he now held a metal shield with his similar crest upon it, with one exception. Behind it, was the Hellsing crest.
"In the name of God, the impure souls of the undead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen."
The Freaks regained their composure and all pointed their rifles at him.
"Thy weapons are not a contest against me. If you seek to live forever in the deepest pits of Hell, so be it," John lunged at the closest Freak slicing it down its spine. He turned and cut another's head off. As the head and body of the second Freak turned to ash, the Freaks opened fire, pelting him with bullets from every direction. After a few seconds of firing, they stopped. He still stood there, but many Freaks had turned to ash from the ricochet of the bullets off his armor and shield.
The Freaks stood there, dumbfounded by this amazing feat. Even more amazed when he bagan moving again.
"Dost thou not listen? Thy weapons do not harm me. Tis a foolish effort to kill me. If you are so willing to kill me go right ahead, but be warned. You shall not last but a mere second against my power," John let his sword drop to his side as well as his shield, "I am open for an attack, will thou take it or will thou flee?"
"Verfluchter Vampire! Ich töte Sie!" yelled a Freak, he pulled out his panzerfausht and aimed it squarely at John's head. He pushed the firing pin and the rocket whizzed out of thetube andstraight towards John.
"What do you think they are doing?"
"Hell if I know, they're probably jerking off."
Yeah, damn humans, that's all they're good for is food. Not being rude to our Leader.
"Hey, everybody listen."
"Fall back! Fall back!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, you Freaks should know better than to let your guard down.
"Damn Vampire! I'll kill you!"
ZR: There you go readers and possible reviewers. If you have any complaints about the improper use of German, go talk to I used that site to do the German dialogues. Anyway, do you love it? Hate it? Or just skipped the entire thing to flame me for no reason? Oh, and before I forget, the rest of the Hellsing cast will be making appearances, I did not forget about them.