I woke up to Neo slapping me awake, and rubbed my cheek.
"Fucking- What time is it?" She looked at me, unamused and shoved her scroll in my face.
shit. 6 AM already. I groaned.
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" She gestured to my face, and I got up to look in the mirror. My face was red, and for some reason, there was a hickey on my neck.
"What the fu-" She tapped my shoulder and handed me my scroll, which had a couple of messages from Ozpin himself.
Get up here. Immediately.
Oh shit.
I scrambled up, and Neo tossed me a fresh pair of flecktarn patterned fatigues as I dashed to go take a shower. I felt the warm stream of water rain down on me, and I quickly scrubbed myself down and rinsed off, grabbing the towel to dry myself off. I pulled on the fatigues Neo gave me, And clipped on my ERT tactical holster. I exited the bathroom, and Neo tossed me my tactical vest and my helmet. I tugged the vest on and clipped the helmet to my vest, making sure spare magazines were in each pocket, and that each magazine had thirty rounds each. Neo had apparently changed beforehand, and had her parasol in hand. I slid Bundesadler into it's holster, put my bundswehr knives into their sheathes, and hoisted my rifle onto my shoulder. I opened the door, and Neo came along with me, as I made the long march to Ozpin's office. Other students looked on curiously, as they gave confused glances to each other. I could already feel a migrane coming on, and I gave them all glares.
"Get to class or else it's kitchen duty for the lot of you!" They left hurriedly, and I continued walking off to Ozpin's office. The elevator opened, and I stepped in. Neo pressed the button for the top floor, and we waited for a few moments. The elevator slid open, and I stepped into his office.
"You wanted to see me, Herr Ozpin?" He nodded, and then gave a confused glance to Neo.
"And you are?" I cut in before she could do anything.
"She's my assistant. She's mute, so I'll do most of the talking for her." She gave me a slight glare but relented, and took a seat and started looking on her scroll. I took a seat next to her, and Ozpin began.
"I trust that you know about the recent terror attack by the White Fang?" I grimaced.
"Nasty work. Lots of casualities." Ozpin nodded, and took a sip from his coffee.
"I want you to go wipe out the White Fang foward base that staged this attack." I thought for a bit, and slowly nodded.
"You can use anything but your 'Panzer'. That much firepower would alert almost all of Vale." I nodded, and asked a single question.
"When do I start?" Ozpin took another sip, and answered.
"Whenever you want. Just make it quick." I nodded and left, and Neo trailed along. We entered the elevator, and Neo tapped the floor.
Are you really going to do this?
"Killing the innocent for your religion, your beliefs, or your movement is something I condemn. working as a operator for some rich old man, however-" I flicked my safety on and off, trigger finger itching.
"Let's me get paid while doing it." The door slid open, and I stepped out to complete my first objective.
A few hours later...
"That's quite a few." I remarked, as I looked at the compound. There was only one building, and only two guards at the front gate. The rest were most likely inside the building, Which would make it easier for me. I generated a silencer and attached it to my G-86, and took aim.
"Good night." two shots, and two coughs of blood came from the first two, as they collapsed to the ground.
"Neo, you see anymore outside?"
No.
"Alright. If you see any by the time I enter the building, do whatever you want with them." I stepped in, rifle ready. I opened the door slowly, and heard sounds of people inside the rooms. I generated quite a few shrapnel charges and stuck them onto the walls, and took a knee as I set them all off. The building shook and the sound of flesh shredding apart, electronics and furniture being destroyed could be heard. I detached the silencer and attached the bayonet, and got ready to go up to the second floor. They knew I was here now; I could hear footsteps, and saw my first targets.
"There! shoot him!" I flipped to Automatic, and a torrent of rounds filled the hall, as I fired from the hip, 7.62 rounds tearing apart the tightly packed hallway. I looked at them in disappointment, As their corpses piled on each other.
"Why are the villains on this fucking planet never competent? I swear to fucking god, they all rush at me even when they have ranged weapons. And instead of spacing themselves, they run at me like a fucking horde of boars." Neo had no response to that, and I continued to clear the floor. I looked around for anything important; There didn't seem to be much, and so I was about to exit.
At least, Until a heavily built mütterficker came charging at me, what appeared to be a giant chainsaw sword at hand. I rolled away, and grinned.
"I've been waiting for a reason to use this." I tossed a flashbang at his face, which he ducked and rolled away, expecting it to be a grenade. I paused to reload, and barely managed to dodge as the sword came crashing down, cutting away at the floor.
Wait, cutting away the floor?
I glanced at where I had been moments before, and noticed that there was now a jagged line cut straight through the flooring.
"That's just fucking bullshit." I remarked, and dashed out of the room as he swung again, the sword getting stuck in the doorway.
"Neo, did you know anything about some giant bodybuilding chainsaw wielding asshole being in this fucking compound?" I spared a glance down at my scroll, and saw a rather short reply.
-.-;;
"Fucking-" I dodged again, narrowly escaping a slash that would have cut my head clean off. my left hand rummaged around my ERT belt, and I tugged off a fragmentation grenade. I pulled the pin and dropped it, kicking open the front door as I jumped out, the second floor collapsing behind me.
Where the fuck was Bismarck when I need her?
Oh, shit. She had school. Of fucking course she couldn't come help me. I tripped over something, and looked to see what it was.
No fucking way.
Not again.
I looked at the words engraved on the capsule, and read them to myself.
Yamato class Battleship, Yamato.
I hit the jackpot of motherlodes. I looked around, and saw what appeared to be her rigging, set in place.
"I'M COMING FOR YOU!" the voice approached, coming closer. I kicked open the capsule, and started shooting down the hallway. I could hear the shifting of someone moving, and heard a confused voice begin talking.
"What is going on-"
"Not much time to explain! Just put on your rigging and help me fight him off!" She crossed her arms, and gave a face of indifference.
"What's your name and rank?" I poured some more fire down the hallway, and I cursed as I heard large, heavy footsteps thud down the hallway. closer, too.
"Offizer Rommel of the funfzwanzig panzergruppen! I request fire support!" She rushed to action, her rigging setting on her as her 46cm cannons calibrated and adjusted themselves.
"Hostile down the hall!" I braced my rifle, and got out of the doorway, just in time to catch a surprised asshole right in the gut.
"DIE!" I roared, 7.62 rounds roaring into his stomach. The rifle clicked.
I had run dry.
I kicked away and ducked, just in time as she locked onto her target.
"All guns, fire!" I heard a large scream, and my ears rang as the 46cm rounds tore him apart, and almost half of the building.
"Holy schiesse. Now that is a cannon." She blushed from the praise, and looked at me inqusitively.
"What do we do now? And where are we?" I winced; I had to bring her up to date with everything in the worlds.
"Alright, I'll tell you everything. But I need you to level this building." She still looked confused.
"Why?" I mulled over, and replied.
"The men inside this building massacred around a few thousand civilians in the name of civil rights. My... Commanding Offizer ordered me to take no prisoners, and find anything of importance. You." I pulled my mask off and gave her a grin, in which she smiled back.
"Alright then. Follow me, and we'll find meet up with my other companion and finish this mission." She walked beside me, what appeared to be a bright red parasol in her hand.
"Neo, I have a new companion with me. Whatever you do, just don't try to fight her. She has more than enough firepower to blow away the Paladin." I looked at Yamato, who looked up at the sky, seemingly enjoying the air.
"Even if she looks somewhat harmless."
"Offizer Rommel, You do realize that I can hear your conversation, yes?" I looked at Yamato, who had spoken up with a amused face.
"I can take care of myself. Now, I think I'd like to meet your other companions." I gulped.
"Alright. But I just want you to not shoot any of them, okay?" I could still remember the confidential information; I just hoped she wouldn't blast apart civilians, or the other girls that were not axis ships. We reached where Neo was, who looked somewhat agitated; I glanced at her and Yamato, and realized why.
"Neo, just because she's bigger than you doesn't mean you have to be that hostile." I grinned, and regretted it as she shoved the hilt of her parasol into my gut.
"Urk, I take that back." Yamato looked somewhat perturbed; and for some reason, she had a blush on her face.
"I was talking about height. Get your mind out of the gutter for once." I looked at Yamato, and nodded.
"Light it up." I gestured for Neo to watch, and she looked at the building as Yamato fired with all her armaments. I could hear faint screams as those still alive in the building as they were either shredding apart by debris, or as they fell with the building. I gave a low whistle.
"Nice shot." I began walking back towards the G800 jeep, And opened the door.
"Ladies first."
Ozpin looked seemingly pissed; And I could tell why.
"I thought that I told you to not destroy the building!" I gulped, and answered.
"That was my objective, but a new development prevented me from doing so." I gestured for Yamato to sit next to me, and continued.
"Yamato here has the same firepower as one of the greatest battleships during the Atomic Era for Earth, built by the former Imperial Japanese Empire. Armed with 9 46cm cannons, She was sunk without sinking a single ship due to fears that she would be a large target to American forces. If she was used properly and tactically during the war, She probably would have been able to sink many ships before succumbing to defeat." Ozpin's hand shook, spilling drops of coffee onto his table.
"And the White Fang had her in posession?" I nodded, and glanced at Yamato. She was fiddling with what appeared to be a seaplane, and I chuckled.
"Unfortunately for them, shipgirls will take commands only from officers in NATO from Earth, or make decisions based on their own morals."
"On other news, There was no viable source of imformation. However, what appeared to be a offizer for the White Fang was at the compound, meaning that the base held some value." Ozpin nodded.
"And what happened?" I was about to reply, but Yamato opened her mouth.
"I blasted him away with 46cm cannons. I apologize if there was any importance to your mission." Ozpin sighed and drank more coffee, and I let out a sigh of relief.
"At least the main objective was completed. Also, Mr. Rommel, would you like a Operator name?" I nodded, and he gave a small grin.
"I'll simply use the one you made for yourself during your encounter with Ms. Rose. Sturmjäger." I nodded, and Yamato got up to leave.
"Also, Ms. Yamato will be your aide for your classes. She will take the other bedroom in your suite." I did a double take.
"Wait, what? Since when did I agree-" Yamato dragged me to the elevator, ignoring my pleas to let go.
"You still need to show me the other girls!" Ozpin gave me a grin as the doors shut, and I inwardly cursed.
"You can see them during class! I have a lesson to teach!" I stumbled to my feet, and Yamato followed me along, greeting other students and studentin along the way. We reached the combat arena, and I kicked open the door to be greeted by chaos once more. Everyone was not at their seats; no, some were on their scrolls, others screwing around with equipment. Yamato saw me tense, and could tell something was about to happen.
"Wait, what are you doing-" Bundesadler snapped up, and I fired a shot into the air, getting everyone's attention.
"Alright, get to your seats. This is my new aide, Yamato. Go ahead, introduce yourself." SHe nodded, and took a breath.
"My name is Yamato, the nameship of the Yamato class battleships. I do hope that we can all get along." Unsurprisingly, many of the male students cheered, and I facepalmed.
"Quiet down, you lot." I noticed the other girls wanted to do something, and I grinned.
"Miss Bismarck. How about you spar with Miss Yamato over here? Miss Warspite may join in as well; a combat of free for all." Prinz gulped, and I could tell I had a manic grin on my face. They departed to put on their rigging, and returned a few moments later.
"Alright, use whatever you want as long as you don't miss. Begin!" I generated a wall of sandbags and ducked, just as they began firing at each other.
"I'm a fucking loon, making the pride of Japan, Germany, and the United Kingdom fight each other." I grinned.
"Still makes great entertainment." I punched out a sandbag, letting me see the chaos. They were stuck in a duel, firing and repositioning at each other. Yamato looked somewhat okay; Bismarck seemed exhausted, Warspite as well. I looked up at the aura meters, just as Yamato fired another salvo, 46cm shells soaring through and impacting against both Bismarck and Warspite.
"And the victory goes to Miss Yamato by aura loss! Well done. You may return to your seats. Or, talk for the sake of old times." I looked away, as all of the girls walked up to take their seats, talking excitedly.
"Alright. Next up is... Jaune Arc and Cardin Winchester." They got up to the stage, and I pulled Jaune over.
"Jaune, I'm going to give you a ranged weapon. See how well you do with it, ja?" I generated a STG44 and a few magazines, handing them to him as he gave me a confused look, but nodded. I smacked his back, and walked away.
"Begin!" Jaune began firing at Cardin, and I marvelled at how well he did. He fired in quick bursts, rounds hitting Cardin accurately. I glanced up, and noticed that Cardin's aura had shrunk noticeably, And Jaune had not lost aura at all. Everyone was silent; Jaune's repeated losses made him a laughingstock, but he had improved by quite alot. Cardin came in melee range, and Jaune slung the rifle and brought his shield to bear just in time, as Cardin's mace impacted against it. Jaune pushed with his shield, knocking Cardin off balance. Jaune drew his sword, Crocea Mors, and gave Cardin a slash. Cardin took a hit, his guard broken from the shield bash. I looked up, and nodded.
"Match Over!" Cardin apparently didn't ehear me, and swung his mace at Jaune, who took it in the face. Surprisingly, his aura barely budged; and I marched up to the stage.
"I said over! What in your fucking mind gave you the idea to continue?! Over means over! Now get your sorry ass back to your seat!" he scrambled off, and I shook my head.
"Damned degenerates..." Jaune stood there, awkwardly.
"Nice shots, Jaune. I believe that the rifle is more suited to your liking. However, don't forget to keep training that sword arm." Jaune nodded, and I grinned.
"Keep that rifle. A trophy for your first taste of victory." I generated a couple more magazines and a ERT holster. I gave him the holster, which he put on. He put the magazines into the holster, and I gave him a grin.
"Seems that you're an expert." He gave me a bewildered look.
"I don't know how I did any of that. I've never even shot a rifle!" I patted his back.
"Whatever, kid. Do whatever you want; customize it, respray it, give it attachments. Just do right by it, and it'll do right by you." I generated a bottle of Fanta, and handed it to him.
"Glory and spoils to the victor." Jaune gave me his first real grin, and walked back to his team and team RWBY, who congratulated him on his first victory.
"Alright!" The bell rang, signalling lunch.
"Class is over, students. Go stuff yourselves full." I walked out, and made my way to the cafeteria. Along the way, I was bombarded by questions from students using ranged weapons.
"Professor Rommel! Can you help me with shooting practice? My aim needs some work..."
"Sir! can you make me a better weapon and teach me all the points on what makes a weapon good?" I sighed, and replied to all of the questions in general.
"See me in the shooting range after you eat lunch." The crowd dispersed, all chattering excitedly about what would happen afterwards. I opened the door and helped myself to a nice, plate of steak with a side of carrots and peas. I took a seat at the professor's table and dug in, as I listened to Peter and Bart discuss lesson materials. Yamato took a seat next to me, her tray containing what appeared to be grilled salmon on a plate, a rather generous helping of rice, a bowl of Miso soup, and a small plate containing pickled cucumbers. A small bowl with what appeared to contain a raw egg and a packet of soy sauce was on the side, and I looked at it curiously.
"What's the raw egg for?" She eagerly replied.
"You put it on the rice, and pour soy sauce on top. Then you mix it. In Japan, it is called 卵かけごはん. I nodded, and continued to dig into my steak. I was about halfway through when I heard Yamato finish, saying ごちそうさま as she excused herself from the table. Peter looked, eyes wide open, and Bart's glasses dropped from his face, as we looked in awe at the completely empty tray. All the bowls and plates were clean; not a single scrap of food left.
"How did you finish so fast?" She giggled, and put a finger to her lips.
"Secret. I will go get myself dessert." She departed, and the three of us looked at each other, disbelief on our faces. I promptly asked the question that must have been on all our minds.
"How did she finish that entire bowl of fucking rice?"
After finishing my meal, I excused myself and went off to the range. As I approached, I heard the distinctive sound of a STG44 and walked in. There was Jaune, his rifle now remodeled with the same color scheme as his shield. What appeared to be a ACOG scope was attached to the top, as well as a vertical grip. He greeted me and I nodded, gesturing for him to continue. I generated a rangefinder and looked at his target, and called it out.
"Five hundred yards." He shifted, and the rifle barked, rounds hitting downrange at the target.
"Nice shots. Keep shooting." I turned around and generated a DSR-80, catching the AMR in my hands. Jaune turned to look in awe, as I attached a bipod to set the rifle onto the counter. I aimed downrange, rifle smashing apart wooden targets like nothing. I clacked the bolt, ejecting a spent casing and took aim again. The round tore apart another target, And I continued on and on. A hour must have passed, and I looked at the clock. Yamato walked in, her rigging equipped. I did a double take, and silently stepped aside, grabbing Jaune with me. Jaune looked in awe, as Yamato's 46cm cannons glinted in the sunlight. I grinned and gestured for him to watch, as Yamato took position. A large, armored target generated about a mile away, and Yamato took aim at it. A shattering roar tore out, and we watched as the fiery projectiles smashed into the target, molten slag flinging everywhere. I chuckled and generated a more heavily armored target; a heavily armored bunker, covered with armor plating that looked like it could survive quite a bombing. Yamato rose up to the challenge, her 46cm cannons switching to AP rounds while her 15.5cm naval guns loaded HE rounds, 127mm heavy AA guns swiveling as well. A rather terrifying amount of smaller AA guns turned as well, and her entire armament was now pointed at the target. She raised a slender arm and uttered one word.
"Fire."
The roar was deafening; Jaune and I clutched our ears, as Yamato's naval guns reloaded and fired again, and a giant cloud of dust and smoke rose from the target. A gentle breath of wind blew away the cloud, revealing a utterly destroyed bunker and a large smattering of craters.
"Seems like the Pride of Japan lives up to it's name." A bell rang in the distance, signifying the start of classes. Jaune scrambled out, grabbing his gear and going out the door. I checked my scroll, only to be surprised by a message from Ozpin himself.
Mr. Rommel, We have recovered a man who claims to be from Earth as well He arrived in a rather large ship, blasting apart Grim left and right. Please come as quickly as you can. Also, bring Yamato with you as well.
A few minutes later...
We entered Ozpin's office, and I was greeted to a interesting sight; A man equipped in what appeared to be JMSDF gear, looked rather confused by his predicament. Yamato's eyes widened when she saw him; She took a few steps, and then rushed towards him, her eyes racked with tears. There was recognition on his face as well, and he held onto her tight.
"You two know each other?" Yamato turned to me, and nodded.
"He was part of the project that created me. He was the only one who talked to me, who told me of what happened to Japan afterwards. I thought that he had died in the war. He is also related to the Admiral who was in charge of me in the Second World War, Seiichi Itō." They talked to each other in japanese, and he stood up, giving me a salute, as well as a grin. In rather perfect english, He saluted me.
"Admiral Kenji Itō of the Japanese Maritime Self Defence Force." I snapped to salute, and he gestured me to calm down.
"It's okay. I'm rather happy that I get to meet the pride of my country once again, Even if I am in command of one. Did you find the others?" I looked confusedly.
"Others? Command of one?" He facepalmed, and nodded.
"I arrived in a rather... upgraded version of the Yamato. and to answer your first question, we managed to recreate every IJN ship and sent it to this planet, if the records are correct. Which means that they might be around, somewhere. Thankfully, I can track their capsules so it shouldn't be that hard." He grinned at Yamato, who smiled back.
"We can have a large family reunion soon."
Kaishou Kenji Itō's POV
I woke up to the sound of sirens, as I got up to my feet. I appeared to be in the Admiral's quarters, and opened the door in confusion as to what was going on. The last thing I remembered was my fleet sinking...
I saw a crewman running down the hall, and stopped him.
"Kaishou! We have multiple enemy contacts!" I gestured for him to calm down.
"What ship is this?" He looked at me, confusion evident on his face.
"Sir, this is the JDS Yamato. Are you okay?" I felt a migrane coming on, and shook my head.
"take me to the bridge." He nodded, And we walked up to the bridge of the ship. Sure enough, it was the Yamato; All of the equipment had been modernized, but the 46cm naval guns were all still there, the ship's armaments proudly on display.
"Enemy contact on our starboard! five kilometers off!" I looked over, and sure enough, there was a massive creature of some sort making it's way over, at a rather slow rate.
"Kaishou! Your orders?" I took a deep breath.
"Main guns! turn ninety degrees starboard!" The imposing guns turned to the right, and locked onto the target. I gave a grin.
"Fire!"
The roar of the pride of Japan blocked out other noise, as the salvo impacted against the creature, completely destroying it.
"Kaishou! unidentified naval vessels on our port! Thirty kilometers off and closing in, sir." I accepted a pair of binoculars and looked, and sure enough, there was a grouping of ships. I looked closely, and what was most likely the flagship of the fleet launched what appeared to be a missile.
"Incoming missile! Shoot it down!" the VRMS activated, and a missile launched, flying at a great speed and destroying the missile. I barked a second order.
"Try to hail the fleet." The radioman nodded, and he went to work.
"Kaishou! We have managed to make contact with the fleet! Phone #1, sir!" I nodded, and picked up the phone.
"This is the Atlas Navy. Surrender your ship, or you will be shot on sight." I gave a slight chuckle as I heard english, and gave a reply.
"Do you think your ships are capable of withstanding all of our weapons? Our 46cm naval guns will blast you right out of the water." There was silence on the other end, and a crewman gave a startling cry.
"Sir! enemy transports are trying to board us, sir!" I sprung to action.
"Order all fireteams to prepare to repell boarders! Use our 15.5cm guns and our 127mm heavy AA guns to destroy any transports!" I glanced at where the now hostile fleet was, approaching.
"and unleash our firepower on their fleet. We can reach out and beat the crap out of them at this range." the officer nodded, and barked out orders at the crewmen. I heard the sound of turrets swiveling, and the 46cm guns roared again, taking out half of their fleet in a single salvo. The 15.5cm naval guns barked, and boarding parties were sunk left and right.
"Kaishou! a boarding party has reached the back of the Yamato!"
"Get a fireteam there! I want you to gun them down as quickly as possible!" A fireteam came into the bridge, and shut the door. I gave a glance; They were armed with JMSDF gear, type 356 rifles equipped. the gun used 7.62mm rounds, and could take out targets rather easily.
"Kaishou! main guns ready!"
"Hail them again!" A screen flickered this time, and I was met with the face of a panicked officer.
"Our main guns are locked onto what remains of your fleet. Tell your men to withdraw from my ship, Or else we will capture them and have them shot, and then blast your fleet into oblivion."
The Officer was pushed out of the way by what appeared to be a superior officer, who snarled at me.
"We will never surrender!" I cut off the communications, and gave a order.
"To all fireteams! Upon enemy contact, fire at will! If possible, take prisoners. If they do not want to surrender..." I paused.
"Let them taste defeat."
I turned towards the artillery officer and nodded. He shouted a order, and the 46cm naval guns turned and locked on again. He turned to me for the command.
"Fire!" The guns roared, and I watched as a streak of explosive light soared through the air, and then impacted against the flagship, the ship listing to it's side as it began to sink. A officer came running, and handed me a phone.
"Sir! a report from the fireteams!" I picked it up, and was given a report.
"All boarders eliminated, sir. We have captured about ten prisoners. No casualities reported." I looked to the fireteam that arrived at the bridge.
"Take me to them." The Sergeant in charge of the fireteam nodded, and we went to the brig of the Yamato. I saw what appeared to be a bunch of lightly armored figures, sulking in their cells while guards patrolled the perimeter.
"Which one of you is the commanding officer?" I boomed, and they looked up and pointed to the one in the corner. I nodded to one of the guards.
"Bring him over here. And give them a meal; they look starved." I brought the officer with me, back to the bridge. The fireteam followed along, as we made our way.
"Alright. before we do anything, I want you to take a look over there." I pointed at the direction where the remains of the enemy fleet were, smaller destroyers being the only ones left.
"Can you tell me why you decided to abruptly attack us?" He pointed a few clicks away, and I saw the telltale lights of civilization.
"Over there is the city of Vale." I gave a small oh as I saw the port, and gave a sheepish grin. He continued.
"We came here after your ship opened fire on the abyssal, and we did not know if you were a threat. Our former commanding officer acted rashly and opened fire, resulting in combat."
"It seems we started off the wrong foot. How about we start over?" I turned to my navigations officer and gave a order.
"Hail the city and request to enter the port." I turned to the fireteam officer, and gave another order.
"Release the prisoners and give them proper rooms. Launch boats and help to pick up any survivors from our salvo." He nodded and ran off, and the seahawks along with patrol boats launched off, as we went to look for any survivors. I looked at the city in the distance, and
The other admirals would have laughed their asses off if they still existed to hear about his first contact.
Present time; Headmaster Ozpin's office, Beacon Academy
Offizer Hans Rommel's POV
I shook my head in disbelief.
"Sir, are you telling me that the Battleship Yamato is back in existence, in it's original form;" I pointed at Yamato, who looked at me confused.
"While she is in existence?" He nodded.
"If the crew sees that she exists; the original spirit of the ship, it will greatly boost morale." Ozpin coughed into his hand, and I turned.
"If I may continue. Now, as I was saying, Mr. Rommel, this presents a perfect opportunity for your next mission."
"Another mission? Already?" Ozpin took a sip, and nodded.
"You will be taking team BSPW(Bespwin) along with you, as missions for first years will begin tomorrow."
I glanced at Kenji, who looked confused.
"What kind of mission would need that much firepower?" the Admiral questioned, and Ozpin nodded.
"the seas of Remnant aren't controlled at all. Therefore, we have no idea what kind of Grim exist underwater." I glanced at Kenji, who looked somewhat shocked.
"You have never explored the seas?" I had a feeling the Admiral was about to explode, until our meeting was interrupted by a officer from the JDS Yamato, escorted along with two japanese marines who were dragging along what seemed to be some masked and lightly armored figure.
"Sir! We found this fugitive trying to sneak aboard the ship! he was carrying a bag full of explosives." Kenji stood up quickly.
"Where is the bag?" The officer took a breath and replied.
"We disposed of it, sir. It's gone." Kenji let out a breath and sat back down, motioning for the marines to bring the prisoner over. He gestured for me to come over, and I grinned, walking over to begin my interrogation.
"How far am I allowed to go?" Kenji's eyes hardened, and he replied.
"The Geneva Convention. Don't go extreme." I nodded and stepped over, and gestured for the marines to drop him.
"Alright, time to spill whatever it is. If not-" I drew a bundswehr knife and pointed it at his face.
"I'll beat the ever living sheisse out of you until you talk." Yamato looked horrified; And Kenji cursed and hurriedly took Yamato out of the office, along with Ozpin. I pulled the rag off of his mouth, and he spat and missed.
"I won't say anything, you human scum." I chuckled, drawing my knife as the marines looked away.
I took a experimental stab at his arm, and noticed that the knife was blocked off by what appeared to be aura. I sighed and drew Bundesadler, and shot his arm.
"Sir-" One of the marines stepped foward, but the other stopped him and shook his head.
The round ripped through his arm, and he screamed out in pain.
"Hmm... I feel like I'm forgetting something..." One of the marines stepped towards me, and in somewhat broken english, began to speak.
"Geneva Convention, sir." I gave a small oops and glanced back down, and sucked on my cheek.
"Well, someone call a corpsman. I think the bullet might have nicked a artery."
Kaishou Kenji Itō's POV
I let out a breath as the door opened again, And walked back into the office, Yamato and Ozpin following along. Ozpin frowned at the stain of blood on his carpet, and Yamato bleched at the sight of it. I glanced over at the corner, where two squeamish marines were hunched over in the corner. I looked over again, and saw what seemed to be a broken and whimpering terrorist, as well as a grinning Hans.
"Kuso. Hans, You didn't break him completely, did you?" I looked worriedly at the terrorist, who was whining like a pathetic dog with broken legs.
"He's fine. I don't think he's that far gone." He took a seat, and I blanched at his bloodstained gloves.
"His name is Curtis. Apparently he had orders to bomb the ship and destroy it. Fucker didn't even know where to correctly plant the bombs and was going to go the front of the ship, but got busted pretty quickly." He looked again, cold, hardened eyes on him.
"And he was one of the lucky fuckers who managed to escape when Yamato nuked his base to ashes." He trembled, and I sighed.
"What are we supposed to do with prisoners?" Ozpin spoke up.
"A good friend of mine is coming soon; his soldiers will most likely escort him off the campus." The elevator dinged, and he continued.
"And here he comes." I glanced outside to see a rather large fleet of ships flying in the sky, and looked in wonder. I heard footsteps, and both Hans and I turned around to see a general, who walked over to Ozpin.
"Ozpin!" The man shouted, and Ozpin gave a curt nod.
"James." The man called James nodded at Hans, acknowledging his existence.
"Hans." Hans gave a indifferent shrug, and James turned towards me.
"And you are?..." I held out my hand, and he shook it.
"Kaishou Kenji Itō of the Japan Maritime Self Defense Force." James nodded, And shook my hand.
"A pleasure to meet you..." Hans scooted over and whispered something into his ear. James coughed, and continued.
"A pleasure to meet you, Admiral Itō." I nodded, and James continued.
"We'll discuss the details of our 'incident' later. For now, we shall discuss our plans. Ozpin?" Ozpin nodded, and continued.
"James here has gotten interesting reports of a large, unidentified force of men on the island of Menangerie. These forces seem to be from the same world as yours." I nodded, and and he continued.
"We do not know anything about them; However, scouts reported hearing music. This is what they recorded;" Ozpin flicked something on, and a familar song came on.
Rossíya — svyashchénnaya násha derzháva,
Rossíya — lyubímaya násha straná.
Mogúchaya vólya, velíkaya sláva —
Tvoyó dostoyán'e na vsé vremená!
Hans chuckled, and I listened.
"Isn't that the anthem of the New Russian Federation?" He nodded, and I sighed.
"Well, at least it isn't the Old Russian Federation. I swear, if it was, they would have bombed all civilization on that island already..." Hans turned towards Ozpin, and continued.
"So our mission is to make contact with the Federation, hope that they have zero fucks to give that we were enemies before, and get them to help us?" Ozpin nodded.
"The coming events will require all the power we can get." Ozpin turned to look at the window, eyes looking at something far away.
"And even God will not be able to save us this time."