Brook and Klara took a couple of hours to retreat back to friendly lines without getting detected as most of the fighting had ceased for the day. Nonna, Nina and Alina were busy preparing for their next attack when Nina turned her head to spot two girls running along like mice in an alleyway. She soon turned to Nonna as she was curious about this.
"Nonna two students spotted, they have Pravda uniforms." Nina reported. Nonna looked out wondering if they were spies or something. She decided to let them get close. They soon pulled up as Nonna held up her Tokarev pistol in front of their faces.
"Freeze!" Nonna shouted as the two students paused as Brook was staring at Nonna.
"Nonna it's me Brook and I have another friend with me called Klara, we've been looking for you." Brook told her as she was trying to plead for her not to shoot. Nonna soon lowered the weapon down as Klara soon began to speak.
"Меня зовут Клара, а ты Нонна. Я должен был увидеть тебя час назад, но мой фургон взорвался по дороге." Klara told Nonna as she was introducing herself. Nonna soon looked at her as she began to speak.
"О Клара, приятно познакомиться. Я почти уверен, что Катюше будет приятно узнать, что вы еще живы." Nonna replied as Brook looked on. Klara began speaking again.
"Это так. Бруку удалось спасти меня и одновременно сделать 5 хедшотов подряд." Klara told Nonna. Nonna was surprised as she looked at Brook who was holding her M1891/30 rifle she used to get the headshots. Nonna turned to her as Alina finished sending the message. Nonna soon looked at Brook.
"Commissar Nakhimov would like to see you." Nonna told Brook that Nakhimov would like to see her. Brook soon got up as she walked off with the rifle she had got from Klara as she went to go report to the Commissar.
Brook soon arrived in the room where the Commissar was as Nakhimov was listening to the radio with a couple of his generals. He soon turned to Brook.
"Ahh Native Russian speaker managed to survive the first day of combat. And I heard your heroics, 5 headshots in the span of a couple of minutes. How were you able to do that?" Nakhimov asked the girl how she was able to hit her targets consistently while under pressure. Brook looked at him.
"I went prone to hide myself as I remembered how many targets I can hit in the span of 15 seconds. I judged everything to even the movement of the enemy. Was able to nail the last shot that way." Brook told Nakhimov of her heroic deed. Nakhimov nodded as he soon looked at her and he began to speak.
"Brook there is something I wish to tell you, this school is desperate for people like you. We're losing our morale and they keep coming and coming. I want to put your face on every paper to inspire the others to continue the fight." Nakhimov began as he gestured to have Brook to stand up and head to the Pravda held flag. She stood there upright and holding her rifle. He soon got out a camera as he snapped a photo of her. Nakhimov looked at her as he soon spoke. "Let me see that rifle of yours." Brook soon handed him the rifle as Nakhimov spoke. "Well your basic rifle was useful and all but I am giving you a new rifle, better made and much more suited to your fighting style." He soon got an M1891/30 much like her rifle before it but it had a few notable differences compared to the rifle she had before. The bolt was long and bent downward and mounted to it was a simple telescopic sight. Brook grabbed the rifle as she looked down the sight as she knew that this was perfect for taking out enemies at long range. He also walked over handing her some rags. "Here. put this around your rifle, you can blend it much more effectively into the ruins." Brook nodded as she took the rags and decided to wrap them around the rifle as she wanted to make this rifle hers.
"I wish to fight to the last student to make you proud." Brook made an oath to keep fighting and keep inspiring her friends to keep fighting. Nakhimov nodded as he soon waved her goodbye as she left his room.
Nonna had gathered the students in the ruined parking lot that was the school as they had established a camp in the area with much of the students attending the area for the day as Brook was sitting up front. Nonna began to speak.
"By the orders of Katyusha we are going to hold the city to the last student. What Yuri called us an army of poorly trained and ill equipped peasants isn't true, we got more than she can hopefully count for and better everything else, she'll run out of fuel and hopefully run out of loyal followers as we will hunt them down one by one. Hopefully we can take back the area and drive them over the hills and to their former ports where they are being resupplied from but we are not and I repeat not calling the Japanese navy like the last rebellion which ended up killing more people than what we can account for. A message from the middle schools is that they are not participating at all due to a recent disarmament and peace treaty which broke up a lot of the schools. To make Katyusha's words true, no land beyond the Volga." Nonna was telling them as she was going to have their orders carried out. Brook looked on as she knew this would be her first time participating in a brutal war like this ever since the last and more importantly biggest failure of her life. The students yipped and cheered as Nonna dismissed the meeting. Brook soon went off to the storeroom where they were storing the ammunition for their weapons and out of all the colors, they chose red since it represented Pravda's famed color but it also represented blood as she was getting much more thirsty for their destruction. Filling a pouch with ammunition, she decided to exchange her black vest for an additional brown coat which was to help blend in with the ruins that were the school. After loading up with everything she needed she soon left to see whom she could take out.
Brook creeped along the area that was contested with enemies as she didn't want to make a sound that might give her position away. The rainbow of the enemy was holding a meeting as they were going to plan to break Katyusha's will and grip on the area. Brook soon decided to head up one of the ruined houses as she was now on the third floor, overlooking the area. The Telescopic sight was a 3.5x magnification optic, and the 7.62X54mm rounds had a range of 900 yards which it could cover in just a second. Brook had also packed some paper and a pencil to take notes on where the enemy was or what they were planning.
"Okay we're getting news that this new force threatening us should be very weak at this point so we're going to push them over the river and take the school and make it so that the black students as Yuri said had a place to learn. We know that we can seize the oil they have and will lack the use for their tanks but that doesn't mean go wasting our own since it is very precious." The leader who was a dark skinned female was taking charge of the situation as Brook was writing down on what she was saying so she could pass this information off to Nonna to let her know about it. Once she was done she got out the special M1891/30 she was gifted by Nakhimov as she loaded 5 shots in. She looked down the scope of the rifle as she was focusing on one target. The dark skinned female. She soon began speaking. "Prepare to advance, we'll drown Kay in the river." She said. Brook held her breath as her rifle laid flat and still, her scope sights right on the desired target. She gently squeezed the trigger, "Okay then prepare to…" before she could finish her sentence something hard slammed into the side of her head and before she knew what was going on, she fell forward falling to the ground unconscious. Brook cycled the empty round out as she prepared a new round in and this time decided to focus on a different target.
"What happened to our leader?" One of the students asked. Her second in command looked around as she soon tried figuring out an answer. Brook decided to set her sights on the second in command ready to take her out next. The second in command was biting her nails as she soon turned.
"I don't know, tell the radio operator to radio Yuri about what is going on." She told them as the students soon went over to the radio operator who grabbed the field phone as she began to speak frantically in it. Brook soon decided to refocus her sights on the radio operator whom she knew she could bring up even more trouble for the lone student.
"Hello, Yuri we've just lost our leader and we need to…" Before the student could finish her sentence a red mark appeared on her forehead as she fell back and onto the ground as she too had been shot. Brook cycled the empty round out as she refocused in on the second in command.
"She's picking us off one by one, we need to figure out where the fire is coming from!" The second in command shouted. Soon she was slammed again as another red mark formed on her forehead. She soon fell down to the ground. The students turned their heads seeing where the shot had come from.
"The shooting is happening to the house over there!" She shouted, the students began charging forth as Brook knew she had to leave. Grabbing everything she could, she soon went down the stairs of the house as she headed out through the back from a balcony as she jumped down. She soon ran out, scaling a fence before slipping off completely. The students arrived where she was formally but she was gone almost if she didn't exist to begin with.
"Whoever was taking us down to begin with has got away. We need to call off the attack." One of the students looked out as she was wondering who was taking them down. It was best to call it off before the attack began to get their leaders back.
Brook had slipped away as she decided to make her way back to Nonna as she wanted to report on her catch. She soon slipped down into one of the areas that the students were hiding out as Nonna looked at the girl wondering what was going on.
"Brook where were you?" Nonna asked her why she was gone for a while. Brook soon got out the three spent casings from her M1891/30 as well as a piece of paper with the notes on it.
"Spying on them. They said they were very weak and thought they could push us into the river to drown them but we knew that we are better than them as I in fact took down their leader, second in command and a radio operator." Brook responded as she opened the bolt to the M1891/30 as an unused round was ejected. Brook grabbed that round as she put it back into the rifle as she got three unused rounds as she began to load them in. Nonna studied the spent rounds as Brook closed the bolt to the weapon.
"Wow I never knew you could take them down with such precision. I guess Nakhimov was right about your accuracy. Well congratulations Brook, you're famous now." Nonna told her as Brook had never achieved such fame before. She was wondering why she was being told this. She looked at Nonna.
"What makes you say I'm famous?" Brook asked puzzled. Nonna soon turned back around as she began to explain to her.
"Well Brook, I've seen you've built up quite the count I've seen. You've taken out about 5 of those students that day you met Klara and 3 more today. We're going to be moving out seeing how we got our tanks across the Volga. Nonna told her as they were going to be pressing forth. She walked forth patting Brook on the head before walking off. "You'll get a chance to get more I promise you." Brook decided to think about it that if she was going to be famous then she must do her part of the job in gold and contribute to the team. She would get more opportunities to come.
As the papers distributed the girl's early success. Brook continued to try to impress her commanders with her job and how many students she was able to take down. 4 that day, 10 another and possibly as many as 17 students a day. The enemy was going to take a hold of this and they weren't going to be happy.
[A/N]: Looks like the girl is going to get famous for her actions. She's mostly taking out key valuable targets like their leaders, artillery observers, tank commanders, radio operators and machine gunners as well as valuable secondary roles such as reconnaissance and intelligence gathering. Next chapter is what would happen if they tried to put an end to this early success by trying to play her game.