Hey guys... Sorry for skipping the update last week finals were a bitch. Due to my...Procrastination... I have to go through summer school. Band camp is starting soon so I have 14+ hour days ahead of me I've gotten stuck on the next and final rewritten chapter. A nice couple fights are going in that one. Along with a brief demonstration of the difference in worlds and the Batman levels of preparation Airborne has in case of unfortunate events. So read it hate it love it whatever. Just try to tell what I fucked up see ya next week.

Later that morning when teams JNPR and RWBY were eating breakfast Yang asked "So any of you hear that noise last night?" Both teams groaned. Weiss was the first as usual to complain.

"Why did you have to remind me of that. What even was that, it sounded like grenade."

Blake backed her up."I swear I heard the floor give out, but after, their was probably a flashbang." The conversation continued pointing out various details of the night including Ruby's talk with Krauss. The group fell silent when they were suddenly eclipsed in shadows. they turned to see the men of Airborne walking past, Still in their respective uniforms, including a striped down version of Krauss's Armor and their sidearms. "I'm telling you .45 ACP is way better then 9mil Parabellum." said Krauss tapping his holster.

A bored looking Wilhelm's rebuttal followed. "Yes but you only have 7 shots and much harsher recoil." Krauss's rebuttal wasn't heard as they had already passed the group.

"Why are they still in their combat uniforms?" Asked Blake "Wouldn't the staff have given them uniforms?" To the surprise of all, Jaune gave an answer.

"Krauss is probably just following his military protocol, he never quit right. the same goes for all of them. "

Weiss was believably skeptical "And how would you know that Arc?" She said accusingly.

"My family have always been soldiers, I'm one of the first to attempt at being a hunter For generations." The soon conversation then turned to the various upbringings the teens had.

After breakfast in Airborne's quarters.

"Alright so I know we're all out of high school so think of this as college, and not a really fucked up high school where 15 year olds get scythes twice the size of themselves."

"Sir, still why are we doing this." Asked an annoyed Jonathan.

"Private, none of us really have any idea what this world is like, Intel is the most important weapon." Answered Krauss "Besides Ozpin appointed uh." He opened a pouch on his plate carrier and pulled a notebook out. He flipped thru till he found the entry he was looking."Team RWBY. To guide us around through classes and other stuff."

Adam Noded. "Well Classes start in thirty minutes, best to contact them now, you guys got everything? He said tapping the vest part of the COMA armor Krauss had given each of them. If something went wrong they wanted to be prepared. They all replied affirmatives. "It's settled then, I'll make the call." Adam fumbled through his scroll. Being from the 1940s did not give him much in the IT department. Eventually he managed to send the message. "OK grab your things, our lesion should be here soon." He was Interrupted by a knock on the door."Speak of the devil. Sargeant the door." Krauss opened it and saw Ruby standing there. "Bonjour."

"Hi Krauss!" She cheerily replied. She noticed M240B that was spread across the table, as Krauss had failed to finish cleaning it earlier. In as flash of rose petals she was inspecting the gun."Wow you actually carry that around! It looks super heavy. What's it's chambered in? Does it transform into a ax."

Krauss sighed. " it's only 27pounds, 7.62 NATO and no."

"Krauss when we get back that 240 is back in its rack." Said Adam he then turned to Ruby "Lead the way miss." "So first we have Grimm studies, then chemistry, history, lunch, world lit, math, and finally combat basics." She said as she walked out the door.

They met up with the rest of RWBY at the door to Port's Grimm Studies class. Weiss did not take Ruby wondering off well."You dolt, where were you! Classes start in five minutes."

"I was helping Team Airborne!" She retorted. WBY suddenly noticed the four men.

"Ms Schnee can we just drop this and go to class now, we're all here to learn." Said Krauss as he walked through the door. Port was sitting as his desk looking through what seemed to be notes for his upcoming lecture. "Professor, 2nd Lieutenant Adams," He stuck out his hand." I believe Ozpin informed you of us." Port stood up and shook Adam's hand.

"Fireteam Airborne I heard of your circumstances." He paused in thought for a second. "Sit up there, come by my office we'll have to trade some of our war stories sometime." He gestured to a spot near the back right. Airborne found their seats and waited for the class to start. What they had been expecting was just about the complete opposite of what happened. Then again the pillows some students brought in should have tipped one of them off.

Krauss could not believe it. His speech kinda started with something useful about Nevermores but what followed was just complete horse shit. Krauss had seen one take an HE round, you can't kill one with an ax. That and the fact that he was doing all this with an ax wasn't helpful either, Only Krauss had an actual Melee weapon, and he never really used it in combat. "Professor?" Port stopped and turned to Krauss

"Is there something you would like to know Sergeant?" Krauss mentally cheered.

" I noticed you focused more on closing to Melee ranges with the Nevermore, what would you recommend for engaging one at range, some teams aren't as skilled at close range fighting." To the shock of Weiss who was the soul student awake, Port nodded, and walked over a poster that had a Nevermore's bone structure displayed."I would recommend aiming for the eyes. Then I would try to place shots near the joints of the wings and leg area. though your rifles seem to have a bit more of a punch, so a neck shot would probably be effective too." He said as he pointed out each spot on the poster. "Grazie"

"No problem Sergeant." He continued with his story, his ax suddenly replaced with a toothpick. Krauss soon gave up on trying. The rest of the "lecture" pasted in a slow form until the end when Port reviled his random catch of the day. an Ursa.

"Would anyone like to demonstrate the take down on an Ursa?" No one raised their hands. "Fireteam Airborne perhaps?" The entire class then noticed the four soldiers sitting in the back.

Adam asked "Oberjäger up for a bit of sport?" Wilhelm checked his pistol.

"I'll give it a shot. Krauss mind if I borrow your bayonet?" Krauss shrugged and tossed the blade to him.

Wilhelm walked to the front of the room and drew his pistol. Placed his arms in a tee, and nodded to Port. With a swing of the dreaded blunder ax the door was cleaved open and the Ursa inside charged. Wilhelm quickly fired two rounds at its head. The first bullet missed but the second connected and fractured the bone plating. The Ursa took a chest level swipe at Wilhelm. Throwing himself at the ground Wilhelm barely avoided being eviscerated. Quickly he stabbed the returning arm. It dug deep and was nearly pulled out of his hand when the beast spasmed in pain. Bringing the Mauser to bear he settled his sights on the relatively unarmored throat and chin. Wilhelm attempted to empty the mag but only got six of his remaining rounds out before the Ursa collapsed. As the beast slowly evaporated, it revealed a slightly out of breath Wilhelm. "Mein Gott, I have never smelled something so foul." He said he got up and put the last two rounds in the remaining bits of Ursa.

"Mr. Studet. Please refrain from excessive force." Said Port as he inspected the splintery holes the rounds left in the floor

." Sorry bout that sir, magazine needs to be empty before a reload." He pulled out a stripper clip, nested it in the notch, pushed the 10 7.86 bullets down, and pulled the strip out letting the bolt slam forward. The finality of the action was emphasized by the bell ringing.

"Class dismissed, remember to turn in your Deathstalker reports by Friday." The students rushed out, Happy they had gotten away from the rambling professor.

" OK Airborne, follow us" shouted Ruby as she dashed off. Chemistry went by in a flash. The men of Airborne struggled to remember whatever high school chemistry they could while learning what the hell a Mole is.(I fucking hate the little buggers, WAY too many numbers.) Now history was something very new to them. Krauss was somewhat excited, even the reluctant Jonathan was interested. As they walked in, they were instantly stopped at the door when Dr. Oobleck practically teleported in front of Wilhelm.

"Ah the new students! Or would you prefer soldiers? You will have to tell me about your home, Earth was it?" The group tried to process the new information. Krauss was the first to respond.

"Uh, well see about stopping by later then."

"Excellent now take your seats, CLASS SHALL BEGIN MOMENTARILY!" He promptly zipped around to his desk the men looked at each other and found seats behind there guides. The bell rang and Oobleck immediately launched into the tale of the Faunus rights war. The four Soldiers all couldn't help but relate the topic to home. The various genocides and wars their respective homelands had gone through had shaped Earth to the violent hell hole it was today. As he glossed over the battle of Fort Castle.(Department of Departmental affairs anyone?) he asked a question.

"Now why was the general defeated so easily?" Jonathan raised his hand. "Yes Mr Browning."

"Basic Tactics state you do not attack at night. The Defenders know there home much better than a foreign army will. Plus as the sergeant will confirm Guerrilla Warfare is extremely effective against an invading army."

Oobleck turned to Krauss.

"Can you elaborate Stg? I don't think the rest of the class is as well versed in large scale military tactics."

"Guerrilla Warfare is a type of irregular warfare were a small group of armed civilians, insurgents, or paramilitary personnel engage in continued raids, ambushes, bombing, and hit and run attacks to fight a larger less mobile force. This is currently what most terrorist organizations are using to hold territory where I was stationed in the Middle East."

A student asked "Like the White Fang?"

Krauss frowned"As I am new here, I don't really know all the details regarding the White Fang, but yes most of their actions follow Guerrilla tactics. This does not however classify them as a terrorist organization."

To the annoyance of many Cardin decided to voice his opinion. "How does not make those animals terrorists."

"One, don't be a dick to the Faunus. Two, These tactics are often used by freedom fighters in order to gain independence from an oppressive government. The U.S.'s war for independence for example. Three the White Fang have yet to exhibit any terrorist activities. Almost all of these activities are marks of organized crime not terrorism." Weiss immediately tried to counter Krauss's argument

"So stealing thousands of Lien worth of Dust, kidnapping various Schee company employees is just fine!"

"No. But it is not an act of terrorism. An act of terrorism would like in 2001 when an Islamist extremist group hijacked four passenger planes and crashed them into the world trade centers in New York, and the Pentagon, the US military Headquarters, in the capital. The fourth plane was brought down in a field by the passengers. It was believed to have been aimed at the congress building, one of the three major government headquarters. About 3000 died that day, and it sparked the invasions of Afghanistan, Iraq, and Iran."

The class looked at Krauss in shock.

Velvet timidly asked. "Why would anyone do such a thing?"

"I don't really know miss. Some say revenge, some religious fervor, even just for pursuit of power." Krauss sighed. "Enough about my home, we are here to learn about yours."

The class continued, Oobleck zipping around, students attempting to keep up and so on till the bell rang.