Chapter Eleven: Birth of the Yellow Lotus
Hirano Ward, Osaka, United Front, 8:48 A.M.
The hundreds of Chi-ha-Tan soldiers huddled together in the ditch that ran across the dilapidated street. The artillery rumbled behind them, and tanks rolled up to the ditch. Planes buzzed overhead, dropping bombs and flying low to deliver a burst of cannon fire. They ducked when explosions rocked the ground, and a large cloud of smoke showed itself from the cross section of the street just a few hundred metres away.
One girl fixed her field hat over her head, and reloaded her Type 99 rifle. Her officer took out her Shin Guntō and stood at the edge of the trench. "Women!" She shouted. "This will be our final attack! We will breakthrough the enemy formation and capture this city once and for all!" The girls cheered and raised their weapons in the air. The officer faced forwards. "Prepare to advance!" She hollered. The infantry attached their bayonets onto their rifles. Type 92 Heavy machine guns began sputtered out bullets, forcing the Blue Tiger troops to take cover. The entire street was sprayed was covered by bullets, digging into every wall and shattering every window.
"Charge!" The officer screamed, stepping over the ditch. With a loud bellow the mass of Chi-ha-Tan girls jumped out and scrambled forwards. Type 95 Ha-Gos fired their machine guns as they advanced alongside the infantry.
The girl's boots crunched as she stormed over the pebbles and dirt, sprinting full speed with her rifle out in front of her. She bit her lip as friends around her fell down, being shot down by Blue Tiger defenders. Bullets whizzed past her, but she continued on. She leapt over a small crumbling wall and rolled onto the rubble-filled road. Hot blood splattered onto her face. She got back up and scrambled forwards.
The Blue Tigers desperately tried to push the oncoming horde back, but they were getting low on ammunition. They had to conserve their ammo, trying to make each shot count. One by one the machine guns spat out their last bullets, and field guns fell silent. The defenders braced themselves as the tsunami of Chi-ha-Tan girls crashed into them, waving bayonets and swords.
The tidal wave surged into the Blue Tiger defense, their weapons waving and guns blazing. One girl screamed as the Shin Guntō was plunged into her stomach. A bayonet split the head of a soldier open, the skull and brain spilling out. A Chi-ha-Tan officer swung her Guntō, and one defender's head's was flung into the air. She jumped over the barricade and jabbed the machine gunner's face. She pushed the body away and pushed through, followed by throngs of infantrywomen. Girls armed with Type 100s sprayed bullets across the road, gunning down several soldiers.
They poured through the broken hole in the defense. The entire road was covered with explosions and tracers. Bodies piled higher as Chi-ha-Tan pressed the attack. The Blue Tigers holed themselves up in the buildings, firing down at the enemies below. A Type 97 Shinhoto fired up at the several story buildings, destroying entire floors. They crawled through the streets, still taking fire from above.
One group of soldiers, led by an officer carrying the flag of Chi-ha-Tan poised to swarm the tall building. Some armed with Type 99 LMGs began firing into the windows and doors. The officer grasped the hilt of her Guntō. "Alright women, we're going to charge in...5...4...3...2…" She counted down, and the soldiers all prepared to attack.
Suddenly from the window of the first floor waved a white flag of surrender. "Wait! Hold your fire!" The officer raised her hand, and the machine gunners let go of the trigger. The door opened, and a tall woman walked out with her hands over her head. She stopped in front of the officer. "General Mengjiang requests a ceasefire to discuss surrender." She announced.
Back in the Army headquarters, Ikeda and Hosomi were pouring through military reports, casualty lists and maps of Osaka. Ikeda wiped her forehead. "Taking this city is much easier than we expected." She muttered. "Projected casualties were over 30,000 but we only reached the 11,000 mark."
"How many enemies did we take out?" Hosomi asked. Ikeda shrugged. "At least two divisions." She replied. "Its thanks to our tanks and air support." She said. "Right about that." Hosomi nodded in agreement.
"Commanders!" A short girl burst through the door. "What is it?" Hosomi demanded, looking at the panting girl. She looked up. "The Blue Tiger general wants to negotiate terms." She gasped out. Ikeda and Hosomi glanced at each other. "Alright, just what we needed." Ikeda said. "Tell all troops to pull back for the time being."
Two hours later
Osaka was silent; for the first time the city was devoid of killing as both sides adhered to the ceasefire. The soldiers of the Blue Tigers, knowing they are on the losing side, began surrendering to the Ci-ha-Tan soldiers in growing numbers.
Ikeda and Hosomi stood outside of their headquarters, waiting for the general of the Blue Tigers to arrive. Hosomi fidgeted her fingers around. "Nervous?" Ikeda asked. Hosomi nodded. "She was our enemy for what-two weeks now?" She said. Ikeda grinned. "She gave us one hell of a time, I'll tell you that."
A black car drove up to them, and a soldier stepped out of the drivers side. With a quick salute to the two generals, she opened the passenger door and the small petite figure of Mengjiang stumbled out. Her eyes went wide when she noticed Ikeda and Hosomi. "Ikeda-dono, Hosomi-dono!" She exclaimed. "Mengjiang?" Ikeda's jaw dropped. "What are you…" She faltered as Mengjiang took her hand. "It's been a long time." Mengjiang said. Hosomi smiled. "Come inside." She told her.
They were inside Ikeda's study, Mengjiang sitting with a cup of tea. "I did not expect our next reunion to be like this." She said slowly. "You are right with that one. It was around a year ago when you were part of the group that visited our school." Ikeda reminisced. Mengjiang nodded. "Yes. Zhejiang, our schools current leader and other students did visit one time. That Hunan was with us as well." She put her hand over her face. "Back then we were so close. What happened to us? Zhejiang, who was once our charismatic leader became a tyrannical military dictator. The little impressionable Hunan became with obsessed with Pravda's ideology, and now wants to fulfill her twisted dream of a paradise. Many others, such as the stoic Guangxi created their own cliques and plan to take power for themselves. And here I was, trying to be loyal to my school. We were friends once, but now we're all trying to backstab each other." She began to tear up, unable to contain her emotions. Hosomi patted her back. "I always had the impression that you were the most reasonable out of the lot." She reassured Mengjiang, who straightened up. "That was why the generalissimo begged me to defend Osaka. And I did. Not because of her, but because I was loyal to my school." Mengjiang stopped for a minute, before slumping down. "But where did that take me? 40,000 girls under my care are dead, and many more are in need of medical attention. All of our supplies are gone, and we've been without food for many days. We have no means of fighting anymore, half of this city is in ruins, and thousands of civilians are dead and the ones that are alive are stuck in here in miserable conditions." She exclaimed. "What was I thinking? I had no way of winning this fight, but my own pride and Zhejiang's pestering forced me to continue." She sniffled. "But no more. I'm finished. I can't do this anymore." She declared in a soft whisper.
"You made the right choice." Hosomi said. "There has been enough killing in this city."
"As a dear friend of ours, you may request anything from us." Ikeda told her, and Mengjiang shot up. "Please take care of my girls." She grabbed Ikeda's hand. "I don't want anymore of them to die." Ikeda smiled. "That can be done." She replied. "We can return you and your soldiers back to United Front, I'm sure Empress Nishi would allow it."
Mengjiang's face darkened. "I'm not sure of my girls, but I don't know if they will follow my lead." She muttered. "Excuse me?" Hosomi questioned. Mengjiang sighed. "I have given up on Zhejiang, to be completely honest. She relies on Key and Darjeeling, those vultures who would love to turn my school into their vassal. On the other hand, the Red Dragons led by Hunan are a mob of sociopaths in league with Pravda who will kill everybody not with them. My school is doomed." She turned and grabbed the collar of a surprised Hosomi. "Please, save my beloved school! Only Chi-ha-Tan is able to save us from self-destruction!" She wailed. "Only you have the strength to defeat both Hunan and Zhejiang! I want to help you in this endeavor in any way possible!"
Hosomi and Ikeda looked at each other. Hosomi gulped. "Okay. We will help you save your school." She said. "But how will you achieve your goal?" She asked in a suspicious tone. Mengjiang gasped. "I will raise my own army to aid your armies in the war and become your allies. I only request that any territory that you capture will become administered by me, to make my claims of liberating the school sincere."
Ikeda sat down next to Mengjiang. "We'll see what we can do." She said. Mengjiang grabbed her in a hug. "Thank you, thank you!" She cried, tears rolling down her face. Ikeda hugged her back. "We're friends. Of course we'll help."
Viggens-Viking Fisheries Border, 9:23 A.M.
Oslofjord stood in front of the legions of soldiers. Thousands of girls in mountaingrey uniforms watched her gaze down at them. She sighed. It was time. Time was of the essence. She knew her forces were inferior, so she had to rely on speed and surprise to overwhelm Viggens' borders. But she was also relieved, for her allies in the south, Yogurt had decided to attack Viggens, forcing the enemy to split her forces. Keizoku will help Viking Fisheries if something goes wrong. Viggens will be overwhelmed h this coalition of schools.
"Girls! Today we will embark on a campaign that will surely result in our victory!" She hollered. "We will show them that we are not to be underestimated." the soldiers cheered and raised their Krag–Jørgensen rifles into the air. Oslofjord smiled. "I count on you girls to win this war. We will show that we can be useful to our allies, and show that we will protect our borders!" She shouted. "Advance!"
The drums began to beat and the soldiers marched in formation, lorries with girls raced on ahead while planes droned above. Oslofjord watched her army march forward with satisfaction. This would be the day, she thought. This will be the day Japan will acknowledge us for who we are!
Kuromorimine High School, 11:38 A.M.
Maho sat at her desk reading, using her downtime to finish a book she was itching to get through. Her eyes widened each time she flipped a page. Oh my God-She thought. I can't believe she would do that! Her eyes began to water as she felt the same emotions as the antagonist. She doesn't deserve that-
There was a knock at the door, and Maho shot up wiping her eyes quickly. Erika entered in, holding a letter. "Commander." She said, waving the letter. "It's from Anzu."
Maho snatched the letter and tore it open. "Commander?" Erika asked. Maho smiled. "Anzu and I have been in contact for quite some time now. We're still good friends even now." She told Erika. She unfolded the letter with overwhelming glee. Erika peered over her shoulder. 'What does it say?"
Maho began reading the contents, her eyes twinkled and her lips curling up into a smile. Then it flipped down to a worried frown as she read the chaotic situation the school found itself in, being unprepared for a theoretical war it doesn't need or want. "I guess everybody is affected by what's happening…" She muttered.
Her eyes froze when she scanned the bottom of the letter. She let out a gasp and crumpled into her chair. Her hand was over her mouth. "I-I can't believe it." She choked out. "I can't believe this." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "How could they do that?"
Erika rushed over to to Maho. "Commander, what's on the letter. She took the letter and quickly looked through it. Her eyes grew sharp and she scowled even deeper. Her body shook with rage. "What the hell is wrong with her?" She growled. "That bitch."
"I wouldn't have minded if they call me names, if they hate me. But to attack Miho like that…" Maho exclaimed. "She is such a nice girl. How could somebody treat her that way?"
"Does that bitch not know Miho saved her school?" Erika grumbled. She threw the letter onto the floor. Maho put her head against her hands. "Is this the price for my actions?" She muttered. "Why does Miho have to pay for my actions?"
She sighed and swiped her hand through her hair. "No matter. I cannot falter for one step." She said, standing up. "I feel sorry for Miho, but she must take control of her life, just like I have finally done."
"Commander." Erika whispered. Maho's head slumped down. "I may seem cold, which I actually might be. But I must go on." She walked towards the door. "Erika, give me the latest reports on the situation of Bonple and Gregor." Erika saluted. "Yes, commander!"
Northern Bonple, 1:20 P.M.
Dozens of Panzers rolled over the plains, crushing the green grass and leaving a brown trail behind them. The occasional explosion in the distance was heard by the roar and the slight tremble in the Earth. The infantry leaned out of their armored halftracks, chatting and sleeping in their seats. A few were even snuggling with each other, to the amusement of their friends.
The Panzer IV commander's head bobbed as her mind was shifting from consciousness to sleep in her chair. This was the first time she had any real rest during the entire invasion of Bonple. Her face had an expression of pure bliss, her brain was wandering to a heaven of an all-you-can-eat-breakfast, filled with not only Japanese foods such as mochi and miso soup, but also Western cuisines such as eggs and bacon. Her dream made her salivate in real life, and drooled down her sleeping face.
"Commander!" The Panzer IV commander bolted awake at the sound of the radio operator. "HQ ordered the 2nd Panzer company to move Northwest. There's a Bonple town just through the forest." She said. The Panzer IV commander nodded. "Alright, 2nd company, follow me!" She ordered, and 15 tanks swerved right with her.
They drove through the forest and saw the first houses of the town. "Get ready for combat!" The commander said. However, the defenders quickly threw their arms down and surrendered to the Kuromorimine panzers. As the Panzers rolled through the small town white flags popped out from the houses, and civilians looked on with defeat in their eyes.
Huh, they really lost their fighting spirit, the commander thought as she looked at the small group of Bonple soldiers with their hands up in the air marched towards her. Well, it makes everything easier for us.
Arrow Cross High School, 3:06 P.M.
Géza sat alone in her study, drinking a cup of coffee. On the table lay a map of Central Honshu, Arrow Cross in the center of the map. The schools of Bonple in the north and Gregor to the west. She sighed. Kuromorimine was rampaging through those two schools, and was surely going to expand further. Even though they were both in the United Front Alliance, Géza wanted a buffer zone between herself and Maho, fearful of her behavior.
She pondered what she should do. She's pulling everybody's leg at the same time, she thought to herself. Who knows what she's planning next. She certainly knew her school's limits, and if Kuromorimine decided to strike her she doubted she'll be able to resist long. The fact that Gregor and Bonple was crumbling under the invasions was tempting Géza to send her own forces to acquire territory for the school. She had no special connection to Boleslava, but Jajka was a personal friend of hers, as far back in middle school. Géza was especially worried for her if she got captured by Kuromorimine. Who knows what'll happen to her. Frustrated, Géza chugged down the cup of coffee and slammed it down against the table. "God dammit!" She shouted. "What the hell am I supposed to do?"
She wanted to help out Jajka in any way possible, but didn't want to get on Maho's bad side. She cursed under her breath. "Why the hell do I have to be in this position…" She muttered. Groaning, she stood up from her chair and leaned against the table. "Jajka, why did you have to provoke the black monster?" She grumbled. "There's only one way I can save you. You may not like it, but I'm sorry for what I have to do."
She walked out of her study, her decision made up. She marched to the war room, opening the door and surprising the officers and generals inside.
"Prepare for Operation Magyar(Invasion of Bonple) and Operation Naplemente(Invasion of Gregor)! We will expand our borders and our prestige within the Iron Front!" She ordered. And hopefully I could beg Maho to hand Jajka over to me, she thought bitterly. Don't worry. I'll save you, friend.
Gregor High School, 3:26 P.M.
The some 4,000 Kuromorimine soldiers were stationed in the small town, resting from their quick advance. The civilian population was unfortunately forced to accommodate these girls for some time. Light tanks were parked in rows in the garages, guarded against any intruders. Howitzers fired into the air, throwing dirt up as the recoil kicked in.
One girl was sitting by the curb, smoking a cigarette. She lit the cigarette and put it up against her lips. She closed her eyes as she inhaled, and as she exhaled grey smoke flew out of her mouth. Her cream-colored hair was tucked underneath her field hat, and her shirt was drenched in sweat. She pulled on her collar and took a deep breath. "It's so hot." She complained. "Why do we have to fight in such heat?"
She took another drag of her cigarette. She slumped down, taking in the smell of the smoke. "How much longer are we going to fight here?" She asked herself.
There was a heavy panting behind her, and she turned around to see a big white dog sitting on the sidewalk, staring at her. "What the…" She mumbled as the dog jumped up on her, licking her face repeatedly. "Agh, stop it!" She shouted. "Get off!" But the dog continued to lick her.
The girl finally pushed the dog off, standing up. The dog looked up at her, slowly panting. The girl looked down at the collar of the dog. It said 'Crystal', nothing more. The girl groaned. "What the hell. How the hell am I supposed to find the owner?"
"What is it, Mary?" A colleague ran up to her. "Is that a dog?" Mary nodded. "I don't know whose it is." Her friend looked at the dog. "Maybe you should look for the owner?"
The dog suddenly took off, running in the opposite direction. Mary stood up. "Hey, wait up!" She shouted, running after the dog. "What are you doing? You can't just-" Her friend called out. Mary turned her head. "I'll be back in a minute!" She replied.
Mary and the dog ran out of the town, going through a small dirt path in the forest. "Hey, Crystal, stop!" Mary ordered, but the dog continued to run faster. Mary kept her focus on the wagging tail as they darted through the forest and into a wide field. She cursed when the furry figure grew smaller. However, Crystal stopped and turned around, watching Mary catch up to him.
Breathing heavily, she finally caught up to the dog. "Damn it, why do you have to be so fast?" She gasped out. His tongue out, the dog stared at her with his black eyes. Mary looked down at him. "What's so funny?" She grumbled. The dog turned around and trotted off again, to the chagrin of Mary. "Oh, come on!" She wailed as she followed the canine.
The pair waded through the fields and entered a stone road. Every time Mary almost lost sight of Crystal, he would stop and sit down, waiting for Mary until she was close enough he would take off again. This would repeat several times, until they reached a small town.
They ran past empty houses, through winding alleyways and across children's parks. Crystal slowed down and began turning his head, as if looking for something. "What is he doing?" Mary asked herself, sa Crystal finally stopped and sat down. Mary reached him, and sat down next to him. "You'renuisance." She muttered. Crystal responded by licking her cheek.
Crystals ears perked, and Mary heard the faint echoing of a female voice. "Crystal, where are you?" She called. Crystal shot up and was speeding down the street like a bullet, with Mary jogging from behind.
Mary turned the corner and found Crystal sitting, being hugged by a girl her own size. "Crystal? Where were you?" She cried, pushing her own face into his chest.
"Are you his owner? You really got to put him on a leash…" Mary said, and the girl looked up. "Did you find him? Thank you!" She exclaimed. "I can't thank you enough…" Her eyes went wide when she looked closer at Mary. Mary turned stone cold when she saw the girl's uniform, helmet and rifle. She jumped back and took out her pistol, cocked and ready. The Gregor soldier sprang up with her rifle, aimed at Mary. The enemy? What the hell? Mary thought. They both stood still, glaring at each other.
Then Crystal walked up to Mary and nuzzled against her leg. He turned to look at his owner and let out a soft whine. "He took a liking to you." The Gregor girl growled. Mary frowned. "Crystal is a strange name, you know that?" She said. The girl grunted. "My sister is a strange person." She replied. "Not as bad as my dad. He named our dog Pickle." The girl let out a chuckle. "A dog named Pickle? What was he thinking?" She asked. Mary shrugged. "I don't know." She answered, emitting a small laugh.
The girl put down her rifle. "I can't believe things have come down to this. Girls like us, killing each other. Why can't we be friends?" She said bitterly. Mary put away her pistol. "I don't know. I don't want to be here." She muttered in agreement. "I want to have a normal life, going to school, hanging out with friends and getting a boyfriend."
"You know what, if we were the leaders of our schools, I bet we could solve all of our problems in five minutes and avoid all of this." The girl declared. "The top brass is crazy for handling their problems like this."
"We're just their pawns in their game." Mary said. "Nobody really wants to kill each other."
The girl stepped closer. "Look, you really should go. If my comrades find you here you'll end up dead." She warned Mary. Mary nodded and turned around. She started to walk but the girl stopped her. "My name is Ivonka!" She cried. "What's yours?"
"Mary." Mary replied. Ivonka smiled. "I want to meet Pickle." She said. "Maybe one day we could meet again, with both our dogs." Mary grinned. "Of course, I would love that."
"Promise?" Ivonka asked. Mary nodded. "Promise." She confirmed. She turned and walked back to her base. She heard Crystal's whines, and felt the tears roll down her cheek.
Viggens High School, 5:22 P.M.
Aesir ran through the city, searching for her commander. Weaving through the streets, she ran into the army HQ. She burst into a room where many officers and officials were chatting. "Have you seen Loki?" She asked. The looked at each other. "No, why?" One girl spoke up. Aesir gulped. "Because Viking Fisheries invaded!" She shouted. The girls looked at each other in bewilderment. "I think she-she's there." A girl suggested. Aesir arched her eyebrow. "What?" She asked. The girl turned to Aesir. "She's probably there." She repeated. "And where is that?" Aesir demanded. The girl gaped at her. "You're her aide. You should know."
Twenty Minutes Later
Aesir stood in front of the humongous church. She readjusted her glasses in awe at the awesome designs that twisted and turned on the stone walls. The large oak doors dwarfed her small stature. She walked up the stairs and pushed open the doors, which opened with a loud creeak.
Aesir saw the lone figure of Loki across the aisle, kneeling in front of the pulpit. The evening sun shined through the cross window, showering Loki in orange light. Her long shadow was cast against the carpeted floor, eventually melting together with the unlit back.
Each step Aesir took echoed throughout the entire church, the sounds bouncing off the walls. Her face turned white when Loki stirred, but she slunk back down and continued praying.
Aesir reached Loki and leaned across to look at her face. Loki had her eyes closed, and she had a calm expression on her. She faced the floor, and her hair flowed down to the carpet.
"Um...Commander?" Aesir broke the silent. Loki's eyes snapped open with such speed Aesir took a step back. "What is it?" Loki asked. Aesir recomposed herself. "Viking Fisheries have invaded." She reported. Loki nodded and stood up. Muttering one more prayer, she stood up. "Okay. I will gather up all forces and meet them head on in a decisive battle." She said. She began walking out of the church. "Let's go." She waved her hand. "Yes, commander!" Aesir squeaked as she followed her.
Shirataka, Bonple, 9:40 P.M.
Koume slumped against the chair, exhausted by another day of commanding the battle. "Ugh, I need a bath." She groaned. Kitayama sat next to her. "I need a real bed." She added. Koume glanced at her. "I could use that as well." She agreed. "This job is really tiring. Things aren't getting better either. We're on a seesaw, one day we're on the verge of victory, the next we're almost defeated. Ugh, this is just…"
"General." Koume looked up to see Eric standing over her. "I've gotten a portable bath ready for you." He said. "Oh, and for Fräulein Kitayama as well." He smiled warmly at Koume, and she felt her cheeks go red. "Thank you, Eric." She mumbled. "And call me Koume already."
Eric smiled again and left the tent. Kitayama jeered at Koume. "Oooh, you've got yourself a nice man." She sang. Koume blushed harder. "He's too proper and serious. He won't even call me by my first name." She mumbled. "He's too ingrained in his job." Kitayama's eyes widened. "Wait, you really-"
"He's such a nice man." Koume continued. "But he won't notice me." She sighed. "He doesn't get tempted by my advances and refuses to call me by just my first name." She put her hands in between her legs. "I don't know what to do. I really do want to get closer to him, but he's just so distant." She whimpered. Kitayama scooted closer. "You have to use your womanly charms to get into his heart. Use your wit and body to get close to him. You will get him for sure."
"I have! He got embarrassed when he saw me in my underwear and left my room. Maybe he doesn't even like me." Koume cried. Kitayama pulled her close. "After we win this battle, get closer to him. The victory will give you an opportunity to tell him how you feel." She said, and Koume nodded.
Around Three Hours Later
The cloudless night sky was covered with stars over the battlefield. For the two Kuromorimine soldiers in the foxhole, this was a show to behold. One was sleeping, while the other one was watching the empty field, clutching her K98. She had to slap herself to keep the drowsiness away from her. "God damn…" She muttered as she glanced at her watch. She turned to her comrade. "Hey. It's your shift." She began shaking the sleeping girl. The girl didn't wake, so the sentry grabbed her by the shoulders and violently shook her until she screamed in the silent night. "What? What!" She exclaimed. The sentry slapped her. "Your turn." She muttered. The other girl blinked a couple of times. "Oh, okay." She said, crawling up to the edge of the foxhole.
Several colorful lights flew up in the sky, exploding in the air. Red, Yellow and Orange lights blow up like fireworks. "Damn, flares." The first girl mumbled. "Who the hell fired that?" The flares were followed by a loud rumbling, and then more explosions rocked the sky. "Shit, is this a nighttime raid?" The now-sentry said. Mortars began firing from the Bonple side of the field, and the two girls saw tracers fly across in the distance.
"Good thing that's not in our sector." The first girl mumbled as she turned over onto her side. "I need my sleep."
The sentry chuckled. "At least I get to see this show." She replied. The girl clicked her tongue. "That show results in the death of our comrades." She answered. "They need their sleep as well."
The sounds of gunfire forced the girl to get up and rub her eyes. "Are you fucking kidding me? I need my sleep!" She shouted. The sentry laughed at her. "You can sleep through that." She told her. The girl rolled her eyes. "God, I just need an hour of sleep." She complained. "Or we just should beat them already and go home."
"Don't worry. We'll win soon enough." The sentry assured her. "We'll beat'em soon enough."
Oh my, a new chapter! Viking Fisheries have now invaded Viggens, and the first major battle between United Front and Chi-ha-Tan ended with a Chi-ha-Tan victory. Holy crap I have written over 230 pages of this story, that is the most I have written for any story so far. I hope you enjoyed this latest installment, and until next time, Panzer Vor!