Hellsing: Battlefront
Chapter 14: Final Strike.
October 31, 2009
Berlin, Germany.
It was the final rush.
The final push to end the war with the Nazis.
It would all be over soon.
To many, this was a momentous day, to others, it was a nightmare that they would never wake up to. Strangely enough, the day was set on Halloween, the day of the dead. Because this was the final push, HICOM decided they would only send in six soldiers. The only ones capable enough to handle them. Alucard, Seras, John, Mui, Shawn, and Joseph.
They all arrived the way they would naturally. With surprise.
On the western edge of the town, at a military checkpoint, three Nazis stood there watching the road for any vehicle that was to come. They had done this for three days.
The next part is translated in English, noted by and with the ""s.
" What the hell are we doing out here? I would rather be back at the barracks guarding the Führer than out here watching an empty road. "complained one.
" So would I. " Replied another as he grabbed a cigarette, lit it and took a puff. " But orders are orders, and we do not second guess our superiors. "
They heard what sounded like a bullet impact flesh. They turned to their comrade who was about to comment on their superiors. A hole was in his temple that grew rapidly as sand poured out. Soon his entire body had become sand. His comrades stood there a moment before they too became dust in the wind. Soon, a thick fog rolled down the road, completely covering everything, making it impossible for anyone to see through it.
As the six vampire team moved, so too did the mist.
"Nice little trick you have here John." Smirked Alucard.
"Hey it's a specialty of mine."
"This should mask our approach, and disorient the enemy, not even they can see through this." Said Mui.
"Uh, duhh Mui. That's the plan." Replied Shawn.
"Cut the antics Shawn." Seras snapped.
"Hey, I was only having a little fun."
"Let him have his fun Seras," said John ," besides," he grabbed assault rifle, loaded it, pulled back the arming leaver, and let it go with a metallic snap, "There's a massacre at hand." He finished with malice in his voice. "You know your targets. Take them out, leave no one alive. Leave the 'Führer' for Alucard; he's got a special surprise for him."
"Let your demons loose, this night we have fun!" Finished Alucard.
Mui and Shawn sprinted forward, disappearing swiftly into the mist. Joseph leaped up, and Seras dashed ahead. Alucard and John stayed put.
"Releasing control art restriction systems to level 2." Muttered Alucard.
The mist around John thickened. When it thinned, he stood, with his black suit of armor, blood red sword and cape, his helmet was removed, and resting underneath his left arm.
"Shall we count the number we kill?" Asked John.
"Yes, lets make into a fun game!"
He and John strode into the mist, filling the air with maniacal laughter, above the gunshots and cries of agony.
Minutes later, John was knee deep in Nazis. Slicing and skewing his way through the crowd of Nazis. He leaped onto a Panther that was rolling toward him and sliced open the turret. He grabbed the tank commander, impaled him, and threw his body directly in front of the treads. He barely heard his bones being crushed as he dove into the tank and eliminated the crew. He leaped back out and surveyed his deed.
Seventy dead within the first five minutes. This place was crawling with Nazis. He felt bullets ping off his armor, and he spun his head toward the direction of the fire. A lone Nazis, his arms shaking so badly it looked like he was going to drop his MP-40. John strode up to him, grabbed him by his throat and lifted him high.
"Vermin." He spat before he crushed his throat, effectively ending his life.
Seventy one down, another thousand or so to go.
"How's it going Seras?"
"Very well sir. I've got thirty six kills so far. I'm just getting warmed up."
"Good. Try to keep up with Alucard and me."
"I'll try."
"Mui, what's your status?"
"Twenty nine kills, I've planted the explosives."
"Good, keep it up. Shawn?"
"Forty three kills. I've sabotaged each remaining tank."
"Really? I just took out a panther crew not to long ago."
"Whoops must've missed one."
"Joseph?"
"Sixty kills, I'm keeping them more or less under cover."
"Alucard, how goes the hunt?"
"Seventy kills John. This is more fun than I've had in a long time."
"Seventy one kills Alucard. Please keep up."
"Hahaha. Oh this will be fun John."
"Halt!"
John swiveled. A German officer, Lieutenant by the looks of it, stood behind him, with twenty other soldiers.
"Soon it will be ninety-two Alucard."
John faced the group, and slowly walked toward them. He held his sword parallel to his face.
The officer drew his Walther P38, and pointed at his head, "I said halt you American scum!"
John halted, "Who says I'm American, or human for that matter." He threw his sword at the officer, and impaled his directly through his skull. John leaped, and landed on the officer's corpse before it even turned to dust and sliced the nearest three soldiers in half. By this time, they had just started firing at him. The bullets pinged and bounced off his armor. He dashed threw the crowd, killing another four. He stopped, turned around, and leaped into the crowd.
He decapitated, sliced, and cut the crowd down to size until one remained. He tried backing away, but tripped on one of his comrade's gun, and fell to the ground. He tried to scoot away, when John halted him with the tip of his sword pointed directly at his neck.
" You know that saying, 'Never bring a knife to a gun fight.'? I just disproved that. "
John brought the sword back, and stabbed him through the throat.
"Ninety two Alucard."
"John, I've located the Führer!" said Seras.
"Stay put Seras, I'm on my way."
"Don't worry, he's not going anywhere."
When the rest of the squad arrived, Seras had the Führer hogtied, gagged, and his guards eliminated. John noted the piles of dust as he walked in the bunker.
"Excellent work Seras. The Brass will be very pleased with this news."
"So," asked Shawn ," How are we going to get him back alive?"
"Teleport out of the city and call for Evac?" replied Mui.
"I've got a better one. We untie him, partly. And 'escort' him out of the city."
"Hah, of course," replied Alucard, "Psychological warfare. Demoralize them so badly that they would have to surrender."
"The sight of their leader captured would devastate their ranks."
"Correct Mui. Joseph, take off the bonds on his feet, keep his hands tied, and his mouth gagged."
Joseph quickly untied the bonds at his feet, and stood him up roughly.
"Now we just walk casually." Said John.
As they exited the bunker, they were greeted with scores of barrels pointed at their heads, yet none fired. One by one, the barrels dropped, and guns clattered to the ground.
"Just act casual, like they aren't there."
The group walked slowly out of the city, carving a path through the ranks of Nazi soldiers. Behind them, followed a convoy of surrendering soldiers.
"Jeeze, it's like they'll follow his path no matter what." Thought John.
Once they were three miles out of the citythey stopped. John turned around, and addressed the horde of Nazi soldiers. " Your Führer will come to no harm. You will all wait here to hear from your Führer when we return him. "
He got mixed feelings from the crowd, anger, sadness, distrust. All of which did not matter to him.
"They're not going to hear from the Führer again will they?" Asked Seras.
"The last thing they'll hear is the sound of jets, and an eruption of fire."
John turned on his radio, "Eagle-six, this is Hansel, dispense the ordinance."
"Roger Hansel, commencing bombing run."
"Let's get the fuck out of here."
Alucard smiled as the group vanished into thin air.
A short time later, eight Hornets screamed out of the dark sky, and dropped sixteen tons of napalm onto the surrendered Nazis.
Two weeks later, at the Hellsing Manor
"That was some fine work you and your squad did there John." Said Integra.
John stood at attention in front of her solid oak desk. He was in his dress uniform, medals, campaign bars, and numerous other decorations spread across his uniform, one of which, was the highly polished, and recently added, Medal of Honor. The only medal he didn't have, was the POW medal.
"I'm sorry my squad mates could not be here Sir."
"I am too John, but every soldier needs their R&R. I hear that Mui and Shawn are going to be married."
"Really? That's a surprise for me sir."
"Yes, it truly is." She took up a cigar, lit it and took a long drag. She walked over toward the large window and stood gazing out at the moonrise.
"Is there something wrong Sir?"
Integra did not answer for a long time.
"I'm sorry to say, but there is something wrong. The Queen herself gave me this order, and I hate to do this John." She reached inside her suit turned around, and pointed a pistol directly at Johns head.
"Sir?"
"She said that the war against vampires is not over until all are eradicated. I'm sorry John.
She pulled the trigger.
END.
ZR: ZOMFG! Yeah, I know, a freakin cliffie. I'm sorry this came out reaaaallly late, but job, and activities with frends kept me away from my computer. So expect another freakin sequel...Soon? IDK...