Hey guys I am back with the last part of the Battle of New York. this is one of my shorter chapters as that level is actually quite short as I remember it so it was hard to drag it out so it could be longer. but still this chapter is frankly longer than what you usually find on this sight. anyways so Hunter 2-1 gets a little time in the lime light this chapter and we get to see the CIA "Debrief" Minna in this chapter so I hope that is interesting. anyways so one thing before I forget I am pretty sure my computer is crapping out so if I don't upload for a while that is probably why but don't worry to quote Macarthur "I shall return" and post more chapters when I fix my comp. anyway also school is starting soon so I might slow down my uploading process since I will be quite busy but again I don't plan on abandoning this fic so don't worry I will return eventually. anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Hunter Killer
1500 meters over New York City USA
Captain Kei Nagase "Edge"
12:01 Local time
"This is Maple 1-1 we are engaging all targets in the AO." The pilot of a Canadian CF-18 said over the radio as twenty four RCAF fighters let loose a withering barrage of AGM-88 ARMs against Russian SAM sites along the coast of Manhattan. Most of the SAMs were older American HAWK and British Rapier missiles that the Allies had sold to the Russians prior to the Ultranationalist's take over; but some of the SAMs were more modern Tor and Tunguska mobile AA systems. Edge watched the missiles sped toward their targets on the Predator's camera feed. The powerful American made AGM-88s tore into the Russian SAMs, each one was a direct hit as the missiles homed in on the radar waves emitted from the enemy SAM sites. "Maple squadron is Winchester. Lightening 3-1 you are cleared hot for your bombing run." The Canadian pilot told the wing of thirty six American F-15E Strike Eagles who were loaded with a half dozen JDAMs apiece.
"Roger that Maple 1-1 thanks for clearing a path for us." The strike package leader told the Canadians. Kei spotted the rest of Wardog squadron one thousand meters to the west of her and she steered her Raptor into formation with them as the Strike Eagles began their bombing run. The Eagles split into four groups; one group of eighteen Strike Eagles circled over New York waiting for the other three groups to conduct their bombing runs; the second group of six Strike Eagles flew in over the northern edge of Manhattan moving south where a Russian Mechanized Battalion was pushing its way inland against demoralized and battered National Guard troops that were just barely able to hold them off. As if by the hand of a vengeful god the GPS guided JDAM bombs flew their way around the skyscrapers in the city and smashed into the Russians IFVs and tanks that were moving up against the Americans. The second wave of bombs smashed into the Russian hard points in the city leveling buildings were battalion and company level officers were directing their troops from. The third wave of six Strike Eagles came in over the south targeting Russian supply units and firebases that they had set up to support the southern units advance. Seemingly as one a dozen buildings collapsed as 450kg JDAMs smashed into the tops of the buildings collapsing them in on themselves; while simultaneously bombs smashed into the artillery sites the Russians had been using to bombard an Army Ranger unit defending Ground Zero from a Russian infantry attack. Finally the fourth group of six Strike Eagles flew in from the west and attacked the central part of the city targeting the Empire State Building where the Russian Battle Commander had set up his command post and Russian snipers had been picking off American soldiers from. Three JDAMs smashed into the side of the building causing it to shatter into three pieces crushing the Russians below. The rest of the fourth group targeted targets of opportunity such as tanks or infantry units caught in the open. Then over the radio the voice of an American soldier spoke into the squadron radio.
"This is Sergeant David Foley of the 75th Ranger Regiment my unit is pinned down by Russian tanks and infantry in Central Park; requesting immediate CAS!" The Ranger shouted into her radio. Kei tipped her wing slightly and saw Central Park in flames.
Manhattan USA
Corporal Jake Dunn
12:20 local time
"Oh shit!" Jake shouted as an RPG-29 smashed into a nearby HMMWV obliterating it and three Rangers standing by it. One of the M5A2 tanks responded in kind and fired a flame cell at the Russian platoon that had destroyed the HMMWV. A wall of flames engulfed the unfortunate Russian platoon as they were cooked alive by the highly flammable contents of the shell that the M5A2 fired at them. Dunn raised his rifle to fire at some of the burning Russians who were howling in pain put another Ranger that he didn't recognize put his hand on Jake's gun and pushed the barrel down.
"Don't waste ammo let those bastards cook." He said to Dunn who nodded. Everyone had heard about what the Russians had done in DC and they had seen firsthand all of the dead civilians in New York when they entered the city. Jake couldn't blame his comrade's anger towards them, in fact Jake felt the same way about those Red bastards as the other Ranger felt as far as Dunn was concerned if everyone of those Russians were burning in hell begging for water he would drive up with an oil tanker and hose them down with that. Jake was shook from his dark thoughts by a shell fired from a Russian T-72 at a cluster of four Marines using the wreckage of a BMD-3 for cover. Dunn looked over to the Russian lines and saw a massed armored push against the American forces as a dozen T-72s and five BMD-3s moving into position to attack them. Dunn heard over the radio a few minutes ago that the American tanks had fired all of their Anti-Armor shells and the LAV-52s had fired all of their Hellfire missiles. That means that against the Russian armored onslaught the Americans were defenseless… or were they? A flight of four F-15Es flew overhead but they didn't drop their ordnance on the Russians. Jake looked to see Foley and James move up closer to his position.
"What do you mean you can't tell who is friendly and who is hostile!?" Foley shouted to the USAF pilots. Jake put his hand on David's shoulder.
"What is going on?" He asked the African American Sergeant who frowned.
"The Chair Force can't tell who is who down here. They say that they need us to plant a beacon for them to know where they should drop their bombs." David told Jake who rolled his eyes.
"Oh because the mass of T-72s charging us is totally inconspicuous." Jake told David as he looked across at the Russian position as enemy soldiers dismounted from the BMDs and took up firing positions.
"I know but if we want to live another day someone has to plant the beacon." David said to Jake as he pulled out a targeting beacon and turned to James. "Hey Ramirez go toss this beacon at the Russians." David said to James who was flabbergasted by the order.
"What are you insane? There is no way I will make it within fifty meters of them without getting killed." James said to David who scowled. Jake took aim with his SCAR-H and fired a three round burst into a Russian with an RPG sending him to the ground.
"Just do it Private!" David shouted at James.
"What why is it always me who has to do suicidal things?" James asked rhetorically then Dunn spoke.
"Sarge let me do it James is right; he isn't the new guy anymore we can't keep sending him on suicide missions." Jake told Sergeant Foley who nodded.
"Ok Corporal, kick some ass out there." David said as he handed Jake the targeting beacon. Jake grabbed hold of the beacon and looked to James.
"Cover me got it; because if I die out there I'll kick your ass when you get to heaven." Jake stated sarcastically to the twenty year old army private who rolled his eyes. James readied his weapon and nodded.
"Ok go on three. 1…2…3… GO!" David shouted to Jake who leapt out of cover and advanced towards the Russian position. Jake fired his powerful battle rifle from the hip at a cluster of Russian troops manning an MG3 tearing into them. As Jake's gun clicked empty he rolled behind a large piece of debris and reloaded his weapon. Jake sprinted out of cover to the next piece of cover a destroyed Russian tank. About fifteen meters away from the destroyed tank, one of the active T-72s opened fire with its coaxial machine gun at Dunn. Bullets pocketed the ground around him as the turret swung towards him. Dunn anticipated the sharp pain of a dozen heavy machine gun bullets to impact him when a rocket passed by three meters in front of him destroying the enemy tank. Jake made it the rest of the way to the next piece of cover and looked back to see that crazy Marine Captain standing in the open bullets whizzing by him while he held a smoking SMAW rocket launcher.
"You owe me a beer when this is all over Corporal." Captain Hale said to Jake who responded quickly.
"Sure just get into cover or you'll get your ass shot off sir." Jake told him. Captain Hale tossed down the rocket launcher and grabbed his M16A4 and sprinted towards Dunn baseball sliding the last three meters so he was right behind Dunn.
"I thought you could use some help." He said to Dunn who was dumbfounded. Was this crazy bastard really General Petraeus' go to guy?
"Man you are so nuts sir." Dunn said to Captain Hale who smiled.
"No son I am a Marine now let's finish this." Captain Hale said to Jake who nodded. Jake flipped out from cover his gun raised and fired four shots into two Russian soldiers hiding in a shell hole. Captain Hale was behind him and fired a three round burst into a Russian manning the pintle mounted KORD on an enemy tank. Jake sprinted the next thirty meters to the target and lunged behind a dip in front of one of the enemy tanks. Jake tossed the beacon and spoke over his radio.
"Tell the Air Force to bomb everything south of that beacon!" Jake shouted as he looked to Captain Hale.
"Ok now for the hard part; let's try to get back without getting our asses shot off." Captain Hale said to Jake who nodded.
"Roger that TOT (Time on Target) fifteen seconds." An Air Force pilot said over the radio. Jake looked up and saw coming from the north four F-15Es moving in low to the target area. Jake began to sprint back to his lines as bullets whizzed past him. He was in a dead sprint running flat out back to his lines. It was a miracle that he hadn't been hit already but it was no time to think about that he had to run like hell or be atomized by bombs. Jake was within fifty meters of his lines when the Strike Eagles flew overhead and Jake jumped into a shell hole, Captain Hale followed a second later. An instant later the thunderous sound of a dozen JDAMs detonating at once could be heard; Jake looked up to see another flight of Strike Eagles flying three thousand meters over the target from the west drop cluster bombs on the target decimating the softer targets in the kill box. Finally a third flight of Strike Eagles flew overhead dropping napalm on the Russians troops incinerating them. The Americans let out a cheer as the Air Force turned around and strafed some of the fleeing Russians.
"Good kills Lightening 3-1." David Foley said into the radio. Jake sat down and began to laugh.
"Man I am so not cut out for the heroics and shit." Dunn said to Captain Hale who laughed as he stood up and looked at the fires from the napalm strike.
"You smell that son? Napalm, nothing like it in the world. I remember one time in Afghanistan my unit was pinned down by some Taliban fighters in the mountains above us; a flight of A-10s came in and napalmed the shit out of them. By the time we got to the enemy's position they just simply ceased to exist. God I love the smell of napalm in the morning; it just smells like victory." Captain Hale said to Jake who looked up and him and cocked an eyebrow.
"Really?" Jake asked rhetorically. Captain Hale laughed and patted Jake on the shoulder.
"Yup, hey Corporal we should do this kind of thing again sometime it was fun." Captain Hale told Jake who rolled his eyes. Ok its official Captain Hale is just war crazy. Jake thought to himself. Jake saw James and Foley move up closer to them.
"Hey Jake are you ok?" James asked Dunn who nodded.
"Yeah we are ok." Jake replied. Captain Hale turned to David and spoke.
"Indeed we are more than ok that was absolutely exhilarating. Sergeant I am going to recommend Corporal Dunn for a commendation for his actions today." Captain Hale told David.
"Oh that won't be necessary sir I was just doing my duty." Jake said to the Marine Officer who then proceeded to get Jake in a head lock.
"Nonsense, and after that maybe we can transfer into that one unit with those female super soldiers. What was it called again…? Ah yes Task Force 141 I hear they do shit like this all of the time." Captain Hale told Jake who cringed.
"No thanks sir that won't be necessary I would rather stay with my unit. After all sir, Private Ramirez and Sergeant Foley are my friends." Jake told Captain Hale.
"Ok I will put in a transfer request for those two as well. Oh and by the way call me Nathan." Captain Hale said to Jake. Dunn looked to James and David who began to glare at him. Me and my big mouth. Jake thought to himself as Captain Hale began to let out a laugh.
Brooklyn Battery Tunnel USA
Staff Sergeant Derek Westbrook "Frost"
16:32 local time
Derek finished putting on his wetsuit and loaded his MP5 as another UH-60 Blackhawk helicopter landed and a four man SEAL team. The SEALs approached them and their leader spoke to them.
"Hey are you Metal Team." The SEAL leader asked Sandman.
"Yes sir. My name is Sandman, that guy over there is Grinch, he is Frost and those two ladies are Hanna Marseille and Perrine Clostermann both foreign volunteers into the U.S. military." Sandman told him as he pointed to each member of Task Force 141.
"Ok I am Commander David Mason call sign Section that is Harper, the kid is Crosby and that guy over there is Salazar." Section told them. "Alright so you guys know the plan right?" Section asked them.
"No sir we just were told that we are going to assaulting the Russian command vessel." Frost said to David who nodded.
"Ok so the plan is as follows. We are to head down into Brooklyn Battery Tunnel and intercept the enemy submarine. We will then plant charges on the rear of the submarine to force it to surface. Sandman, Frost and Clostermann I want you to infiltrate the sub. Harper and Crosby secure our transports to exfil. Salazar, Grinch, Marseille and I will guard the top of the submarine to prevent the Russians from sending reinforcements." Section told them.
"Alright sounds like a plan. Ok everyone get you infiltration vehicles and get ready." Sandman said to the group.
"Yeah let's kick those Russian cocksuckers out of our city." Harper said to the group as he cocked his SCAR-H. Then Salazar spoke to the girls.
"Hey ladies aren't you a little young to be Spec Ops qualified?" Salazar inquired. Hanna smirked and replied.
"Trust us there is more to us than what meets the eye." Hanna told the Latin American SEAL who nodded in response. Frost went over to his infiltration vehicle and picked it up and walked closer to the entrance to the flooded tunnel. Frost turned to Perrine and Hanna and spoke.
"Hey do you two know how to use these?" he asked them. Hanna shrugged.
"Sure how hard can it be?" She asked sarcastically.
"Ok just be careful the Russians have been laying mines all over the harbor I doubt that you could survive if you ran into it even with those shields of yours." Frost said to them.
"Alright we will be careful then." Perrine said to him. Then Grinch spoke.
"Ok enough chit chat we got work to do." Grinch said to them. Frost nodded and put his infiltration vehicle in the water. Frost stepped into the water and shit was it cold. Even in a wetsuit the water was downright freezing. Frost pulled down his mask and headed down. The tunnel was still filled with cars and people who had been killed during the collapse it was a shame truly a tragedy of epic proportions. But that was all the more reason that Frost had to succeed in his mission and stop the Russians. Frost waited for Section and Sandman to take the lead. They continued on another hundred meters in the tunnel. They had to cut through a barricade that impeded their progress before continuing. The lights of cars guided their way as they continued on. Then Grinch spoke into the radio.
"Damn, look at all of these people do you think any of them got out?" Grinch asked to anyone who was listening.
"There is nothing we can do for them now." Sandman told him; then Harper spoke.
"Fucking Russians; I hope we kill them all for this." Harper growled.
"Stay focused people; don't let your anger get the best of you." Section told the group but Harper in particular.
"Come on Mason what is the death toll for this invasion like one hundred and twenty thousand? That is like forty 9/11s and you've read the debriefs of the massacres and death squads that the Russians were carrying out in DC. Don't tell me you don't want to get some payback?" Harper asked the SEAL commander.
"Even if I did that isn't going to bring back all of the people they have killed." Section replied calmly.
"I say an eye for an eye; blood for blood. All those who deserve punishment shall receive it." Salazar said to the group then Crosby replied.
"Oh come on; don't tell me you are going to get all religious on us again Salazar?" Crosby asked him.
"All I am saying is that the wicked nations of the earth will soon cease to exist." Salazar responded.
"What so you are saying we should just wipe out all of the nations that we think are evil? How would that make us any better than them?" Perrine asked Salazar who didn't respond.
"Enough people we are about to enter the harbor check your sonar for mines." Sandman said to the group. The SEALs and the Task Force entered the harbor and began to pass through the field of debris. Frost passed several mines that the Russians had laid for any ships that were unfortunate enough to pass by. Even if the Americans won this fight New York would take decades to recover. "Full stop people the enemy sub is approaching." Frost cut his engine and waited. Two torpedoes passed by to Frost's left smacking into the side of the harbor. Frost's sonar began to ping as the sub got closer. Frost turned his head to see the enemy Oscar 2 class submarine passing by. The sub passed by and Sandman spoke again. "Ok people time to go to work." Sandman said as everyone reactivated their engines and began to head towards the sub. Frost approached the rear of the sub. "Frost plant your charge on the tail fin of the sub." Sandman said to Frost who promptly slapped the charge on the sub and backed off.
"All charges set detonating in 3…2…1…" Section detonated the mines. "Ok the sub is getting ready to surface ditch the infiltration vehicles and go topside over." Mason told the group. Frost ditched his vehicle and went to the surface. A few seconds later like a wale jutting out of the water the Oscar 2 surfaced. Frost went up onto the sub and two Russian sailors got up from the hatch and fired at Frost. Their bullets bounced off of the side of the ruined tailfin and Frost returned fire with his MP5 killing one of the sailors as Section killed the other with his MP5. Frost got closer to the hatch and looked down it no one was there. The other commandos gathered and Section spoke. "Ok you three go down below and we will watch topside for any intruders." Section told them. Frost nodded and jumped down the hatch.
New York City USA
Flying Officer Perrine H. Clostermann
16:52 local time
"Area clear." Perrine stated as she swept her MP5K from side to side scanning for any Russians.
"Ok you two take left I will take the right." Sandman said as he went down the right hallway. Perrine went to the left with Frost close behind her. A Russian leaned out from behind a corner with a P90 and fired at her Perrine raised her shield and deflected the shots. A look of terror filled his eyes as he emptied his SMG into her. Perrine fired three rounds into his chest and turned him into confetti as three 9mm hollow points impacted his torso. Perrine had opted to load all of her rounds as hollow points this time because Sandman told her that these Russians wouldn't be wearing Kevlar. They approached down a hallway to what looked like some collection of pipes or something. Perrine looked below and saw that the floor beneath their catwalk was flooding. They had to finish this mission quickly or the sub would sink before they had a chance to launch its missiles against the Russian fleet. Perrine saw laser pointers dancing around as a half dozen Russian sailors came out looking for them. Frost and Perrine fired their SMGs into the group on full auto. 9mm rounds ripped through unarmored bodies shredding them into unrecognizable masses of blood and mangled flesh. Perrine and Frost continued into the next room as she reloaded her gun. They went down a flight of stairs into ankle deep water. Perrine contemplated using her Tonerre spell on the water killing any Russians that might be in the area but decided against it as she didn't know if Sandman was in the water to. Perrine and Frost continued down the hallway when they saw a Russian sailor thrown against the side of a wall. Sandman then appeared and kicked the Russian in the head killing him.
"Ok the area's clear let's move to the command room." Sandman told them. Perrine and Frost followed Sandman. They continued down the hallway when a voice began to speak in Russian. "Shit they are going to scuttle the ship we have to hurry."Sandman said as they continued on. A group of Russian sailors put up a last ditch defense of the command room with their SMGs. Perrine fired five rounds into the head of one of the Russian sailors obliterating it into a puff of gore. Frost and Sandman fired precise bursts into the Russians putting them down hard. The water below their feet turned red with the blood of the fallen Russian sailors. They approached a large steel bulkhead and Sandman turned to Frost. "Ok Frost place a breaching charge on the door." Sandman ordered the young Delta Force commando.
"Yes sir." Frost replied as he placed a boxy looking device on the door. Sandman followed this up by placing two more small straight rod like devices of the door as well.
"Ok check your ammo people." Sandman told them. Perrine topped off her magazine and nodded to Sandman. Sandman detonated the device and Perrine darted into the doorway. Time seemed to move in slow motion as she picked her targets. There were seven Russian sailors in the room. Perrine targeted a Russian charging at her with a knife. She fired a single round into his skull blowing his head clean off. She then turned to face the next Russian who was tossing his comrade a shotgun. Perrine fired three rounds into the Russian who tossed the shot gun and two rounds into the Russian who just grabbed the shotgun. Frost and Sandman quickly dispatched the remaining Russians and moved into the command room. "Overlord we have reached the command room and will proceed with the plan." Sandman told the American General as he went to the fallen Russian captain and pulled off a set of keys from him. Sandman then went to another sailor and pulled a set of keys off him as well, before tossing them to Frost. "Frost get over to your consul we will prepare to launch the missiles." Sandman said to the Delta Operator who nodded. "Inputting coordinates, launch in thirty seconds. Ok Frost on my mark 3…2…1… Launch now!" Sandman shouted as he and Frost turned the keys. "Ok people let's get topside pronto."
On top of the Oscar 2 class submarine
Flight Lieutenant Hanna Justina Marseille
17:09 local time
Hanna watched as two of the Navy commandos pulled up in a set of small motor boats.
"Ok people on the zodiacs move it!" Section yelled to them. Frost, Sandman and Perrine got out of the submarine and headed towards the zodiacs. Hanna slid down the deck landing in one of the small watercraft and she tapped Harper on the shoulder as Section, Grinch and Salazar got into the boat with her. The boat started to motor away as the silo doors on the missile sub opened and fired a volley of telephone pole sized missiles into the air. Overhead American jet fighters ripped apart any stray Russian helicopters that they came across to cover the Task Force's withdraw.
"Hanna right side!" Harper shouted. Hanna turned to her right side and Hanna saw a PT boat with Russians onboard aiming for her. Hanna raised her shield as bullets bounced off it. "Holy shit what the fuck did you do?" Harper asked her. Hanna ignored him and fired her SCAR-L into the Russians. Her bullets killed the driver and his boat went off course smashing into a Russian capitol ship. Harper steered their zodiac in between the Russian ships as a pair of missiles smashed into them. The explosions rocked the small craft but they maintained course. Hanna turned to the left and saw another Russian PT boat. "Aim for the mines!" Harper shouted to her. Hanna aimed for the sea mines on the back of the boat and fired a single round smashing into the mine. The explosion tore the back of the ship off ending the threat to the commandos. More missiles rained down on the enemy fleet sending the vaunted Russian navy to the bottom of the bay. Hanna saw a flight of large twin propeller American helicopters fly overhead. "There is our ride out of here." Harper told her as they sped toward the waiting American helicopters. The helicopters touched down so the ramp of the helicopter was just sticking into the water. Harper drove the boat directly up the ramp and into the helicopter. The crew chief helped pull them aboard as the helicopter took off. Hanna saw that the other craft made it onto the other helicopter and began to take off. Hanna then looked out into the harbor to see every Russian ship was turned into a charnel house of broken steel and flames as they went to the bottom. American had won today; but as she turned to the ruined city to that once called itself New York she thought that it was a victory at too high a price. How many more cities would look like this before this war was over?
The Pentagon USA
Commander Minna Dietlinde Wilcke
19:44 local time
"Ok so let me get this straight; in your world there are thousands if not millions of witches?" The CIA agent asked Minna who sighed. She had to explain this to them for the fifth time. For some reason the idea that witches were naturally occurring people and not some manufactured weapon system seemed to be over their head.
"Yes statistically about three percent of the female population has magical abilities." Minna told the agent who nodded.
"And all of you witches have unique magical abilities?" He asked her. Minna nodded. This "debriefing" was getting exhausting they had been questioned for about three days now getting only a few hours at a time to sleep and eat before they were questioned again. Minna hadn't been able to see the other witches since this interrogation started but she used her magic to detect that they were all still alive and unharmed and quite close to her. In fact Shirley was apparently just on the other side of the wall.
"Yes we all have unique magical abilities but some of us have similar abilities to other witches. For example Sergeant Miyafuji's healing magic is not unheard of. Both her mother and grandmother have the same ability." Minna told the agent.
"Ok so then if the witch will have similar powers to others in her bloodline then?" the agent inquired.
"Yes but there have been other witches who have had healing magic as well that are not part of the Miyafuji bloodline." Minna replied.
"Ok interesting so other than shields and your unique ability you also have enhanced strength and… um damage resistance." The agent asked her. Minna nodded.
"Yes that is how we are able to carry heavy weapons into battle like the MG42." Minna informed the agent.
"Ok well that is rather interesting. If you don't mind though I'd like to change the topic to the Neuroi if I may?" The CIA was more stating it rather than asking but Minna nodded anyway. "So these Neuroi have the ability to regenerate from battle damage to the point that most conventional weapons are ineffective against them. My question is how do your regular forces combat these things?" The CIA agent asked her. Minna thought for a moment.
"Most of the smaller Neuroi can be brought down with concentrated fire from regular weapons but the larger ones that have been emerging from their hives are seemingly immune to regular weapons. For example during the retreat from Dunkirk a super-heavy type Neuroi survived repeated direct hits from the battleship Tirpitz. That Neuroi proceeded to wipe out half of the Tirpitz battle group before Lieutenant Barkhorn and Flight Officer Hartmann were able to shoot it down. So my point it against the larger Neuroi most conventional weapons are completely ineffective." Minna informed the agent who thought for a minute.
"Ok well since we do not have any witches in our world how can we counter these things if we encounter them? Will we have to resort to nuclear weapons to destroy them?" The agent asked her. Minna shook her head.
"No from what I have seen your weapons are far more powerful than ours are. My recommendation would be took attack from a distance and from above. Most Neuroi have cores on the topside of their bodies. Once the core is exposed a direct hit from a missile or cannon from one of your jet fighters should be able to kill it." Minna told him.
"Alright then what about the ground type Neuroi then what kind of ammo should we load our tanks with would our APFSDS ammo work on them?" the agent asked her; when he saw that Minna was confused he explained what that was. "Armor Piercing Fin Stabilized Discarding Sabot. Basically it is a tungsten dart fired at high velocities; we use it for destroying tanks." He told her.
"Oh I see. No more than likely that would just bounce off their armor instead we have had a higher success rates with HE and Incendiary rounds against them." Minna told the agent who nodded.
"Interesting then perhaps it was a wise decision to decide to produce the M5A2 tanks. We designed it with a rifled barrel which isn't as effective when firing an APFSDS round but it has more range with other types of rounds such as HESH, Flame Cell, White Phosphorus, Beehive rounds and airburst HE. We designed it with taking out insurgents in mind but perhaps we could use them against the Neuroi." The agent informed her. Then a glimmer of hope sparked inside Minna.
"Wait does that mean that American is planning on joining the war on our side?" Minna asked him. She could hardly contain her excitement. If the U.S. military came to their aide in their world that could be the thing that break the deadlock and end the war, and with all of their advance technologies they could help her world leap frog it's technologies to be more effective against the Neuroi.
"I am sorry but no we are currently not planning on it. Even if we could get to your world we are still fighting the Russians here, we have to get our own problems sorted out before we can contemplate dealing with another world's war. I am sorry I didn't mean to get your hopes up." The agent told her. Minna sighed in frustration.
"It's ok… I am just war weary is all. I have been fighting the Neuroi four five years now and I have lost my home and the man I loved to this war. I didn't mean to put you on the spot I just saw a glimmer of hope and I latched onto it." Minna told him. The agent nodded.
"It's understandable; my country has been at war for fifteen years and we have already lost so much. I was there when Al-Qaeda brought down the Golden Gate Bridge in 09 and I lost my wife in the Nerve Gas attacks on Vegas in 2012." The agent informed her.
"I am sorry for your lost. I know this country has been through a lot." Minna said to him. The agent shook it away.
"It's alright… anyways let's get back to the matter at hand. Now regarding these Neuroi hives how can we destroy them?" the agent asked her.
Well that was interesting wasn't it I know it was short but I would like to think it was also sweet. we got to see Section and his team this chapter that was kool right? anyway so the next three chapters are going to take place between that lull between the end of this battle and back on the grid which was about three months. so these next chapters will be focused on three things 1) world building 2) character development and 3) fanservice :3 yup you cant have strike witches without lots of fanservice and you know what I decided that fuck censorship there is a strong possibility that I will have lemon in this story "I WILL NOT BE SILENCE!" XD yeah I hate censorship and feel like that if I want to do something like lemon I should be able to do it. plus with the tons of violence in my story really how can sex be offensive anyway I figured I might as well warn you if you don't like lemon don't worry there wont be a lot and you can always skip over them. anyways what else did I want to say hmmm well I guess for now that is about it but please do read and review as that will encourage me to write faster.