The Arts of Warfare aren't just about the fights. It's also about everyone that participates in them, including what they do every day outside of combat. What happens when the Panzerkraft girls are let loose in their everyday lives? Very interesting things. What about if the Jägermeistern guys are included as well? Get ready for a lot of tomfoolery. Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.
Kapitel Einundzwanzig: Der Tag, an dem der I-Go zitterte
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Within the hangars one day at Ooarai, Noriko was standing atop a box of Ibaraki Potatoes with a volleyball in her right arm.
"Volleyball is always on our mind!" she proclaimed with her usual amount of great passion. "Even while participating in Panzerkraft, we will never miss a chance to practice!" She raised her fist at the end.
"Right!" all of her fellow volleyball team members agreed with similar passion, though theirs was not quite as high as their leader's. They were all kneeled down around the box.
"Now, into the tank!" Noriko ordered as she pointed to their nearby I-Go otsu.
At the order, all of the volleyball girls ran over to the Japanese tank and entered it. Akebi and Noriko got in through the turret hatch while Shinobu and Taeko got in through the hull hatch, all in that order.
"Now to train our legs, we're gonna start out with doing the air chair inside the tank!" Noriko announced after they all settled into the I-Go. "And start!"
At her cue, each of the volleyball girls started doing the air chair. They bent their legs and body so as to appear like they were sitting straight up on a chair, but they were not on any seats, and they had to use their muscles to hold that position.
Noriko had no trouble whatsoever with holding the air chair position, but the same could not be said for the others. The other three started to sweat and shake their legs after a minute of holding the position as they started to grow fatigue.
"These are so painful…" Taeko groaned out as she held herself in the air chair.
"Now!" Noriko began sometime later as she rose from her air chair. The other girls then breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that they didn't have to continue with the exercise, and they also came out of their air chairs. "Next up, we're going to do squats!" she announced and immediately started doing squats with her arms behind her head.
"Squats?" Taeko wondered confused.
"What's a squat?" Akebi asked. She didn't know what squats were, supposedly, and neither did Taeko by the looks of it.
"There's no way I can do those," Shinobu remarked from her spot. As the driver, she had to stay in her place so as to drive the tank, meaning she couldn't do something like squats.
"One," Noriko counted off as she continued doing squats. "Two… Three… Four…"
Upon seeing their leader continue on regardless, the other girls then hesitantly tried to do the same.
"Ouch!" Taeko cried out. She ended up banging her head on the hull when she tried to rise.
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Outside the tank within the hangars, Miho and Erich just entered the hangars, only to be welcomed by the sounds of repeated creaking and rattling from metal parts. They could also hear Noriko's voice counting within the I-Go, along with some other noises they could distinguish as body-to-armor impacts followed by an appropriate cry of pain.
Miho started growing a blush as she looked at the I-Go in disbelief at what she thought was going on inside. "What the hell is going on in the I-Go?" she asked with a bit of dread for what could be the possible answer as to why the Japanese tank was bouncing.
Erich, however, started thinking hard when he heard Miho's question. He soon determined with his hearing that there was a rhythm to the creaks and rattles, but it was only being lightly followed. The other creaks and rattles that didn't follow the rhythm were matching up with the unusual sounds he had figured to be something impacting the armor from within. He also noticed that the I-Go was mainly bouncing up and down, and not side to side or back and forth.
He then came up with a conclusion. "I don't think that what you're thinking they're doing, Miho, is what they're actually doing," Erich determined as he looked on at the I-Go.
"Huh?" Miho wondered with slight confusion now evident in her current face. She still had the blush and a bit of disbelief remaining on her face.
"Well, from what I can see, those girls are just doing something like what those guys are doing," Erich elaborated. He had pointed over to another nearby vehicle, the Type 94 SPAA crewed by the badminton boys, to emphasize. Said badminton boys were now alternately kicking each of their legs up while keeping their arms crossed, like in one particular dance. But they were seemingly doing it for exercise as they did it on the truck's bed.
"Come on, you all!" Ron barked at the other three with a great passion as he continued on with the so-called exercise. "Keep going! We've still got four more hours of this!"
"Yes!" the other three badminton boys responded affirmative. They did so in a similar tone of passion, but it was not as high as their leader's was. But they did not falter in their exercise one bit. The routine they were all performing had the side effect of making the Type 94 bounce somewhat on its suspension.
"Huh…" Miho said upon seeing the badminton boys doing their current exercise routine. She was now enlightened as to what exactly Duck Team was doing in their tank, and she no longer had a blush from it.
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Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.
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