Ulyanovsk, Tokyo Docks, Tokyo, Japan, 12:50 PM, Monday

JSF safety briefing conducted by JSDF Captain Ami Chouno and Fire Chief Toshio Andou

Basically the world's largest cafeteria

Right after lunch rush

Ah, Quickmeal. A popular favorite amongst many of Coco's new addition, it's a favorite amongst the Japanese working class, and especially students. And Senshadou students were still students, if you don't count their tanks and their guns, and their love for this particular bento, because of its ease of logistics and unbeatable variety.

However, one of the best was of course the "Beef Supremo", as stated in this advert here in Italic:

{A worker's delight in just one bento, Coco's presents to you, the Beef Supremo! It's a three-course meal that is sweeping the nation! With fresh vegetables from our renowned farms frozen, vac-packed, with real wagyu beef bits and succulent ramen to boot, this is the most popular dish on Japanese workers and student's lists! In fact, since its debut, we have sold so much that it is very limited until further resupply. It also comes with a sashimi and sushi surprise alongside corn patties, tonkatsu, and onigiri, as well as a rice cake dessert.

So what are you waiting for? Try now!}

Fourteen students sat at the cafeteria, where they were waiting for said product.

Katyusha was the first to speak.

"I can't wait! This is the best day ever since the defeat of Germany on Victory Day! The scrumptious veggies, the filling noodles, oh my!" she clamored.

"The longer we wait, Lady Katyusha, the better the taste." Her taller companion Nonna replied.

"I'm going crazy thinking about it."Hana said.

"Yeah, this is gonna be good!" Vulcan added. "There's something about it that is just so inviting. Like your mom calling you for supper, or watching your friend get temporarily blinded by staring at the Sun."

"I agree." Cosmos, head of St. Michael's Art Club, replied.

Then, suddenly, the Pravda and Elite Guard students ran towards the stash. The other students, namely Darjeeling, Kay, Rosehip, Dante, Hana, Mikko, and Cosmos, led by Vulcan into the room, only to be greeted by Katyusha standing on a throne made of several Beef Supremo boxes, flanked by Nonna, Klara, Typhoon, Phoenix, Nina, and Sentinel, standing in front of them, the lattermost with a lunchlady's discipline pole in his hand, and a clean garbage can lid in his hands, pole hand pointing menacingly at Vulcan.

"Katyusha! What is the meaning of this?" Darjeeling asked.

"Simply stabilizing the number of bentos for supply." Katyusha said slyly.

"Bullshit!" Kay retorted.

"Oh please, Kay, you'd do that too if you were in my place." The Pravdan commander sneered.

"Now run along."

The seven left.

"I've got a plan." Vulcan said, "but arming ourselves is the best possible way to do it." He added, as they went to the other stalls.

Katyusha began to contemplate the taste, but then she realized that pissing off a bunch of students, especially two boys that had even more experience fighting than she had expected. Knowing that if they couldn't convince her, they would have to make her.

"Fortify the defenses." she said.

"Very well, Comrade Katyusha." Nonna said. "Katyushagrad must not fall!"

Tables and chairs on either side of the gargantuan room were moved and fortified into walls, towers, etc. The upper verandas were used as sniper towers, and a great wall was put on the center. In fact, they had even made trenches on either side of the Iron Curtain and grabbed a few empty crates to reinforce the walls and parapets and guard posts.

The bases were set, what about the players?

From old unused piping and pressure equipment they made soaker rifles. Sprayers were pistols, and condiment bottles were shotguns. The Potemkin side led by Katyusha made a multiple water launcher and the Lincoln side, led by Kay, and with the help of Darjeeling's intuition, installed a series of tripwires and string pull activated sniper systems.

And since the seminar was over, they just needed some time. They put down their cellphones and decided to communicate the old-fashioned way, aka strings on paper cups.

With that out of the way, all both sides had to do was wait.

Wait for the other side to pull the trigger.

It stayed for a whole hour, until…

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"We would like to negotiate the peaceful surrender of the Lincoln side to the Potemkin, on Lady Katyusha's terms. Any attempt to rally all of Lincoln's troops or to refuse with force will be brutally put down by our forces, and all military assets prepared by the surrendering party are to be abandoned and surrendered without question." Nonna said, the trademark stoicism in her voice.

"We formally decline such a ridiculous offer to such a one sided and egotistical claim by the Potemkin state. It is imperialistic, dictatorial and outright fascistic for such a claim to be enforced, seeing this, we will resist any and all attempts to subdue our freedom from tyranny. Your crossing of the Rubicon will be noted, and we will fire with your attempt to conquer us." Vulcan replied.

Nonna gave a signal to her fort, and soon, jets of water rocketed into the air, followed by charging Klara, Nina, Phoenix, and Typhoon. Seeing this, the guns of Fort Lincoln opened fire at them, hitting Potemkin strongholds and fruit catapults, while others fired. One of the Lincoln launchers fired tomatoes at the charging Sentinel, taking him out of the fight. Klara and Nina began taking out the sniper towers with watermelons, obliterating them. Darjeeling fended off the Fire and Ice twins with her sprayer, and Kay took care of the fortifications with her pop can grenades and Rosehip and Klara began playing cat and mouse with each other, all while Cosmos and Mako prepped the defense and kept the soda defended at all costs. Dante and Mikko helped Rosehip stop Klara from infiltrating Lincoln, and Vulcan successfully infiltrated Potemkin, then picking up a pizza wood, only to be met by Nonna with a baguette and a pole.

"Hope you baguette the joke." Nonna said as she swung, "much like your a-sword-ance of victory."

"Oh ok, but I wood like to axe you a question!" Vulcan replied, parrying his opponent's swings.

While Nonna was quite efficient in melee, Vulcan's endurance won out and Nonna gave in. He entered the room, only to be pelted by water by a large makeshift watergun.

Piloting it was Katyusha, and behind Vulcan, Nonna reemerged from her temporary defeat to strike him in his chest, only to find a blow being returned to her. She was trying to drive him into Katyusha's line of fire, so the Pravda commander could turn him into Swiss Cheese.

But then she fled. Was this defeat? He hoped so. Instead he saw Katyusha on Nonna, wielding her gun, mowing down his teammates. He was about to do just that, when…

"Could you not play with your food?" A sharp voice rang.

It was Maho, standing sharply, looking at them.