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.
"Ja! Endlich!" Miho cried out as she clenched her fists in excitement, after removing them from a control panel first. She had an immensely large smile on her face, conveying that she was very giddy.
She was at an arcade aboard the Zuikaku with her friends, who were mostly off doing their own things throughout the building. They were at the very same arcade that Ooarai's Jägermeistern Staffel liked to frequent, hence its quite large size for a simple arcade due to the boys' own selfish desires. The light brunette was occupied with one of those crane games filled with stuffed animals that are seemingly impossible to win at, but against those odds, she had managed to overcome the challenge and snagged herself a prize.
"Finally, I got the one I wanted…" Miho sighed in contentment as she clutched her prize to her chest. The prize she won was a rather obscure variant of a Boko bear. Details that stood out about it were its bandaged midsection, a slash along one of its cheeks, and a four-pointed star on its face that used one of its eyes as the star's center point. Besides those, the stuffed bear was practically flawless in appearance, a rarity for Boko bears since most of them are often styled to be heavily injured almost everywhere.
Standing to the side was Yukari, who looked on at her friend still clutching her prize against her chest like how a little girl would hug their teddy bear. "… Uh, good for you, Lady Nishizumi!" she rushed out upon realizing she should probably say something to dispel the awkwardness. The messy-haired tank guru was lost as to why Miho so treasured those odd stuffed bears, but she chose not to speak of that for fear of insulting the light brunette Panzer ace.
Though, thankfully for her, she didn't have to. Something else drew her attention away from that.
"Huh?" she wondered with a raised eyebrow after catching sight of something odd.
Over by some of the other game machines, Yukari had spotted a lone boy wearing some summer clothing, particularly some shorts and a white t-shirt rounded out with some flip-flops. Said boy was occupied with playing a game. He had a tan to his skin along with some hair as black as midnight, not to mention a body that was noticeably toned.
'That guy looks Italian, so is he from Anzio, possibly?' Yukari debated within her head as she continued watching. The supposedly Italian boy took no notice as he kept his focus on the game. 'No, there's no way. But even so, why do I have this nagging feeling that he's somehow familiar to me?'
The supposed Italian drew his face into an imperceptible expression as he increased his focus to the game he was playing, and rightfully so, considering the game was the popular Kriegsdonner, which demanded intense focus since it was all about fighter combat. Fighter combat requires an innate sense of focus and the ability to change that focus rapidly, considering that not only does the pilot have to fly, but they also have to shoot, look for targets, remain wary of their own tactical situation, navigate, communicate with others, and, if they're a flight leader, they also have to command other pilots. To simplify, being a fighter pilot is not easy.
But the mystery player was also not alone in playing the game. He was in a fight against the one and only Erich-Dietrich Hartmann. Suffice to say that Erich was giving his opponent a huge challenge. In fact, it was almost an unfair one considering just how big the skill gap between the two was, what with Erich being an actual fighter pilot for at least a decade thus far.
'Well, I'd hate to bring embarrassment on myself if I was proven wrong and he wasn't from Anzio…' Yukari ended her mental debate with, choosing to not act on her instinct of accusing the new guy as a threat.
Soon enough, the digital game of aerial combat came to an end, and the new guy slammed his fist down on the machine in frustration. "Dannazione!" he cursed in Italian, evidently having lost.
"Sieg!" Erich celebrated simultaneously as he twirled around on his stool with a fist raised high in a victorious manner.
'Oh, so he really is from Anzio!' Yukari thought to herself while still observing from afar. She was pleasantly surprised to find her original belief become vindicated by the curse the Italian had let loose. 'Only those from Anzio would react so passionately to anything!'
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Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.
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