Today would mark the first day of the OZEV combined Army exercises of Spring, and for a change of scenery, and put a small play to my Many haters as well, this season's drills would be done in the southern areas, Dacian Plains and the Germanian-Ildoan Alps, The army from my side was a handpicked force mixing North, Central and South units, a bit of mix to improve ease of teamwork, or so said the Commander representing Germania.
This Training exercises would also allow the debut in full of the Leopard 2D, the successor unit of our MBT, nothing aside the new engine with the Mana Generator alongside a KMS AI tank core, but it will only do normal drills. The Werwolf IFV also would debut, in its basic configuration only, so a 76mm Autocannon, an ATGM/SAM unit pack and a Type A CAB.
The Drills were a mix of Urban Breach and entering, Simulated combat between two forces, one of each nation, Combined warfare exercises and Germania's reintroduction of C class Mages as Elite Troopers for Squads. Overall, the motivation of those Soldiers even when having to work with units from different areas seemed high, performance was already up to my standards as well. A rather impressive reorganization of the armed forces, less than a Year to get most of the kinks done. That's now a fully functional organization.
As for the rest of the participants, as always, Legadonia, Lothiern and Alsace-Lorraine were the Bottom performers, Lothiern and Alsace both never had a true need for a very effective army, one would be curbstomped or end yet again as Rhine front meatgrinder backstage, another was a very much nonfactor in any Wargame involving the two sides that would of course end in a fight against each other.
Legadonia's case had as I predicted, Command structure issues. Of all Nations here, their track record was always a mixed bag, When the Great war happened, the bigger factor for their insane durability was Albish arms and mage volunteers, but tech and troop quality wise, they had some Mage families that DID punch close or even higher than some old names like the Drakes from Albion, so the issue was as always, lack of adequate NCOs and officers.
That somehow this is still an issue there means the problem is either how they train NCOs, or overall the Army structure IS filled with issues. Usually my go to answer would be send a good luck kiss and hope for the best, but the RUSS threat is still present, and any AK shenanigans would be greatly lowered in danger by having the Nordic nation pressure the weak and sick Navy of Albion. Quietly calling Anya, I decide to extend a small olive branch.
"I would like an analysis on the three worst performers, and if the issue is command related, see that our Military get that fixed."
"As you wish, Holy Kaiserin."
For now, it's continue seeing what else OZEV has.
…
That most nations born of breaking the Empire were the better ones, with of course Germania and Pullska being the top two, was no surprises, Preussian Military competency IS part of our shared Blood after all. A surprise is when I decided to look more in depth the Ildoans, who usually perform just well enough to not be called bad. In a sense, their troops RIVAL Germania's in quality and skill, but whereas Military might is a Natural born talent many of Imperial Blood have, Ildoa's has a Sleeping Giant kind of might.
This is a Peacetime Joint Drill exercise, so most Soldiers will perform tasks up to muster standard, but I needed only one look to see men that would be quite capable and deadly when the need comes. Best of those were the Alps units, their Tank crews and lastly, the Artillery divisions. As a whole, they have a decent level of potential, Ildoa's weaknesses being a low amount of A rank mages, smaller size of army due to Population, and most important, they have not much in enemies to keep them on a more always ready state. Aside the frogs, but NO ONE likes having borders with them.
"I'm surprised the Ildoans have that much potential. Dutiful and Up to the task of being a soldier."
The Ildoan commander lets an honest laugh.
"I am honored our humble soldiers managed to earn your Praise, Holy Kaiserin. We may be merely heirs to the lost greatness of Rome, but that warrior spirit still remains with us."
I let a smile.
"I see, if needs comes to, I'll hold you and your men to those expectation."
He quickly makes a surrender gesture; mood is high in this room full of Commanders from the entire OZEV.
"Please! Spare me and my men from artillery drills then!"
The following days were the same, to build camaraderie among the Nations and the forces representing each other. But I only made myself present the first day, now, I was looking to an Osterrian area, where BET had set shop, close but also a bit distant from Castle Schwarztein. Sister Amelia called, from the looks, her progress in getting her friends back to shape hit a roadblock. In the Facility's open-air garden, Amelia, and two other women, were awaiting.
"Holy Kaiserin!"
"Hello, Amelia, I see you got some of your friends."
She presents us to each other, albeit seems both have SOME form of having heard of me.
"The pink haired one with her eyes zig zagging everywhere is Calliope Mori, the… Purple Onion style hair one is Aqua… she's… a lucky pick… among others a bit too busy to meet you."
"Wait a fucking second Ame. YOUR NEW CRUSH is TANYA FUCKING DEGURECHAFF?"
Seems the Calli girl has some issue with me…. Is it my Great War track record? Or did I fuck a world she lived in?
"Calli, people can change, ok? She isn't the Murder pixie anymore."
"Then why the fuck she has THREE SOULS and ALL are LEAKING MORE DAMP MUD THAN KRONII'S BAD sandwich storage?"
Oh well… I heard from Mike one of her friends was a Soul Reaper in Training…
"Maybe because a "you know who" fucked us three Royally so much, we broke into this state?"
That shuts her.
"H-h-he did? Damn… didn't know that shitbag could be SO BAD… uhhhmm sorry…"
"It happens, for now… I'm taking my time to recover." I waved my hand; we aren't here for US though.
"Ok, enough chit-chat Amelia, you asked me for help, right?"
'Yes, yes, one of my friends… and Calli's lover… she's alive and well, just her soul went elsewhere, and yet we lost track of where she's exactly, but it's for sure within OZEV lands it seems."
Hm… a lost soul Somewhere else? I guess that is doable… technically I AM the deity who rules OZEV and regions under Tanyaism. I focus a bit, drawing the kind of powers and privileges my Status as a Goddess that has Ruling rights give me, a minute in and I get a match, after confirming who exactly I am looking for.
"Well, seems she's in this area" I point to an area of a map covering the general area that is in reach of Schwarztein, a Lake.
"Thanks!"
"You're all welcome, remember, ask for help when you must, and only powers you control yourself!"
With that, Amelia and Calli go, dragging Onion Maid along. After a while, sure they'll be safe, Me and Kaiserin make the return trip back to Berun. Before making the full return, we stop by Visha's grave. Relocating it again would be just some wish fulfilment with no actual result, sadly, she and most who were key Pillars of my government time way back then, became small footnotes, merely noted in what remained of materials with me at the front and center of attention.
"I'm back, Visha…. You really would be incensed at nowadays problems, maybe it's good you're somewhere else, hope it's a better one."
Ah damnit, really, it's a bothersome curse on me…. Just because I had such a flaw as having problems with understanding people, every single Life of OURS had been one dumpster fire after another, one damn Circus on fire WE had been rigged to fail and die in the burning wreckage. Yet WE fought… until WE ended broken…. And were broken even more… just because OUR collective flaw was having such a bad inability with understanding people.
"WE should have really opened OURSELVES to you back then…. Now… I'm with a kind of Clone of me, A curse free Type 95 Orb… and a whole ass Arsenal of the Army that calls me mother and wants to do babymaking…. Would you and Elya be laughing at my case now?"
…
Reminded of long past times, and of my long-deceased Wife, back to the tasks I have, and to protect these lands, nations, and citizens. AT very least I STILL have things to work for and help to get US out the hole that is OUR damaged souls….
Strategy, Mobilization plans, logistic situation… So much to work, and all for what amounts to merely being prepared to a potential enemy invasion. Costs pile, get paid, and new costs replace what's been paid. This is an absolute depressing hell of Military reports. Then the economic ones are more of the same, recovery going steady, but more wait time before full recovery happens.
Same for Science, R&D of all areas, Military, Space programs, food stability and so forth. The Airforce had been hitting one wall after another, costs pile up, and in general, the kind of new Aircraft designs have been getting… oddly creative. Including the genius idea that "If a 45-ton MBT can have a KMS AI core w/ Mana generator, why not aircraft?", so a few designs of truly ATTROCIOUS looks have popped.
And as always, the newest fad for ANY military hardware that can fit a KMS core even if on THEORY, is guess what kind of new Daughter of mine would come of it. Yes, Germania's Army now has taken considering me as Mother of their arsenal as an official policy… and seems being in love with a Tanya type body is a mandatory requirement to be part of it. Germania's army is now made of Men and Women who thirsty for me and whatever piece of hardware becomes my child. And they are even better as a result…
Anyways... I had enough seeing how weird things were ending in Government related matters, once in the Office of my home, I open the Net, and let's see how the general Entertainment has been turning into. Anything more dedicated you have to be in a Private Forum web area, and these demand some Investment. Off course WE could work on that but given my Adjutant and EVERYONE that ends in permanent residence here is very wiling to sate whatever WE have in sexual needs… forcibly sometimes, WE just want some stuff to enjoy.
{Five minutes into the web later…}
Head slammed in the desk. It can't be fucking possible…
"The fuck is WRONG with Germania? Rather, the fuck is wrong with THE IMPERIAL DESCENDANTS?"
There's Germania-Chan, Rudy-Chan, ME, my Adjutant…. There's even a fucking LOLI MAHOU SHOUJO OF ME. In full blown R18 material being freely available now in the OZEV Internet landscape no less.
"I can understand the Me doing it with Kaiserin…. But the FUCK is a GANGBANG? Where I'M THE FUCKING GANGBANG on a Mike knows how long list of Tanyafied Ships?"
Ah, yes, the natural thing that pushes humanity forward, ever forwards…. Pornographic desires. But the hells is it that my Artistic escapades have somehow ignited a Central Europa Artistic culture movement of… ME? Sure, Tanyaism had some weight in, yet I cannot see mere devout belief (and also horny desires) as the main catalyst for that. A little digging information only I can access and it's clear…. Degurechaff Estate has been pulling some Monetary incentives along a new corporate enterprise.
"Arene Video Studios; Pullish Hub; Degurechaff Art site; Pixie artistic media platform…"
And all part of the TVD enterprises, the more Adventurous branch of Investments from the Estate. The "safe and steady" side being Powerman Ventures. From the looks, an awful lot of profits have been coming, and Artists all have quite the freedom to do as they wish outside Live Action based stuff, which runs on a strict surveillance and oversight by authorities, history proving that creeps LOVE having power to indulge in their most horrific vices, the world was better having no more Loria, and will be better without such creeps of his kind.
After some more Postings of art on my ever FTL rising social account for that. WE call a day.
Morning came with some rather showy news, mostly from independent news Agencies under the Estate's Secretarial Department, so the trustworthiness of them was guaranteed, the Journal I was reading came from the Republic's branch, that also handled the AK side, the current state of affairs in that Island being so bad it's safer sending in Naïve Frog reporters there than risk putting a field Agency there.
"So the West EU is officially declared… Anya."
"Yes, Holy Kaiserin?"
"What's been the members willingness for this?"
A short report, the responses were as straight as a Sniper bullet if this short and straight stack means something.
"Ispagnia was brownbeaten, and since they had suffered from very harsh Terrorism issues done by their very Neighbor in the pre WW3, I can see why they acquiesced, Portigal was via yet more Albish perfidiousness, a Naval sabotage."
Of the supposed members called in the news, Waldstatten quickly denied, but the general Geographic situation became scary for them, Even Mages would make little difference in fully dislodging the Waldstatten troops from their Fortified Alpish positions, if there's one thing Magic of any kind is clearly helpless against, is Trench warfare and taking over territory defended by heavily entrenched resistance.
"On that, Holy Kaiserin, the Confederacy ambassador has probed our government, and asked even about your Opinion."
"Really? Guess it's no surprise, they have a lot of Tanyaism believers for a non OZEV member. Me honestly, they will have to pick a side, and I am ok with them."
She made her notes, then went to do her BND duties, and likely tell the Chancellor that offering an alliance deal is ok. Finishing this breakfast, Eggs sunny side, bacon and some Kartoffelpuffs rich in sweet and choco syrup, with a rich cup of black Coffee, a special blend from Central America beans. The coffee alone is luxury for today's standards, and even more for Bacon and Eggs.
While I can see the Confederacy causing a nasty black eye and major resource exhaustion, the end result would be like the true Albish people, near extinction and cessation of their Nation as an actual one led by true Citizens, and that's at a generous best case, odds make it clear they would be done for good as a Nation.
Alliances, deals, and the visible expansion of Belief on Tanyaism, all have been causing some shaking in this old stagnant state of the world, and if the resource situation is anything to go by, I may have to push for OZEV supporting the building of the Space Dockyard under construction by Brazillia's RTK, Deeper Space exploration and spreading Humanity through Space may very well be an unavoidable path for survival, so some investments to secure the bloc's citizens survival is a rather wise idea.
The ESA rockets have been the very tried and proven Type 7 for decades, and recent R&D for a new model to handle new target payloads for delivery to the Space are slow in results, something that can be tolerated, the new target specs are clearly requiring some deep rethinking of what can be done to accomplish that, with as little Magic as possible, Chris's Base received a test KMS AI core, a Shipgirl, along a new Doll model with Mage flight capacity as well as Shields, including one for Radiation on a broad spectrum. All to be sure of what Cosmic radiation and no Gravity means for those.
Talking of them, at 31 of them, and logistically, the limit is just how many Mage Platoons you can feed, each one eats about that much, but when their potential is delivering the full might of an ENTIRE warship as a Ground or Sea capable unit, suddenly having Units that their sole Missing Mage aspect is Flight in exchange for thousands of tons worth in Naval grade guns, the cost for keeping them supplied is justified. Alternatively…. Just keep them near me since My Mana is oh so much better to fuel them, or so these girls say.
ARMS TRIGGER also put their penny as well, GOP, Gehrman Ordinary Puppen, had completed their Germanian and Daneland Doll plants, new models would begin entering my T-doll forces as well as the ones sent to Chris up there. The very First one was the DKP 042, nickname Flute, With the production model of Ultracompact Mana Generator, Doll custom Orb and the new Mage weapon, the LmG-97 Rifle, it's already a far better Unit than even some Military grade Dolls of other countries. The Price tag was however a bothersome tradeoff for such specs.
Too much to think, and paperwork done, this time, maybe a Visit to some old region WE experienced some though times, yet nowadays, the good Heart of Germanian Industries. Yes, a trip to look around the Rhineland and its Neighbor areas. And a visit to a West Church, whatever the reason is…. There's a pattern, albeit I HOPE things aren't a mind-boggling break of it nor even more pastiche of it. As uneventful of a flight went, this Industrialized area now was home to a venerable Chunk of Nuclear Reactors, all surrounded by Industries that use Energy and Heat.
The air and feeling of the area isn't unlike the rest of this plucky, Presussian efficient Nation, people working hard, some enjoying a day of rest, others doing the ever so classic of working with a headache from hangover… That last one was a rarity, since Industrial complexes, no matter how advanced, still take their share of Lives due to Accidents, not to say of idiots working under the influence at times, so of course the wasted idiot is a cashier operator of a small Market, family business likely.
Being an easy to recognize person, anyone free from work, school or whatever else demanding attention, flock to me and my Adjutant, What Anya's reports on Tanyaism indicated, the West was one of the strongest spots of followers, so much my business smile and usual way of handling things isn't helping much. Patience Tanya, Patience. It was a sizeable wave of people wanting to meet their Deity in-person, but finally it ended, and the remaining walk to the Church was back to a calm trip.
Opening the door, this managed to outdo even Berun's Church, the size was rather shocking, five floors high, the Last on top for the Radio tower instruments, but the Radio room was underground, the Third and Fourth were as always, for Management offices. Clearly the number of followers here is staggering, and if the number of people who stopped to greet me is a hint, I doubt Francois or Albish forces would make a dent here, Anya's report did state a LARGE number of Ex Military seem to congregate in the West and East areas.
Germania's, and by "follow the leader" Mentality of OZEV, Policy on Private guns is about as American it can be with Government oversight still present, and reviewing the drafted laws for that was a painful thing, SALARYMAN just noped out since this was a field of Law loophole, he wasn't versed at all. Thankfully, a Kid's creativity and a Soldier's ruthless mindset covered such, somehow.
So our two areas bordering Nations that for whatever reason have a HATE BONER to pick with this peaceful nation, is covered by the Army's Garrisons plus plenty of Military vets armed and willing to give some Lead filled teachings of this Church who I am the patron deity of. Wunderbar, next I hear this lovely Church also teaches assassination methods and the way of the Germanian Secretary Pollster Girl.
Silence is amusingly present, by now, this Church's Sister should be present and greeting me. Until someone comes from the left corner doorway. A blonde, as typical, and someone that manages to get my mind to work overclocked. Isabel, once a mercenary under employment by the Ispagnian PMC Tresillo, they're a defunct corpse, yet her name had disappeared fully from their databanks, the aftermath of that ridiculous stupid and amoral Magicraft ritual in Fuyuki, Akitsushima being the reason.
"H-Holy Kaiserin! Welcome."
"At ease, Isabela, first time seeing my actual self in person, right?"
A shy nod, while the Orbless method used by Magi can do wonders, it's so restricted, amoral, and filled with all kinds of disgusting norms or cultural norms, it's little wonders there's not one Bit of them in OZEV lands, the few courageous idiots that remained left in a hurry once I was back. And here is this Woman, whatever my Servant kind of form had on her, probably forced this relocation to Germania as a sister of this lovely Church.
"If it isn't a problem, can you guide me around? This is quite the huge building after all."
"It would be my Pleasure."
The size was one thing, another came in the form of a Greenhouse to cultivate some Crops like Tomatoes and Herbs, as well whatever could be done the Hydroponics way. Further, a small-scale workshop, many of those who rely on this Church to have a bed and roof, help with keeping the plants well, repairing tools and other small objects. Nothing so far what this Church does for the local communities. Aside the Greenhouse of course.
Underground, this one was a more complex facility, still easy to Navigate, but these floors were bigger, and one could see clear Reinforcement on its construction. This area was lively for a change, our guide did explain, while there's plenty of Work in these Industrial complexes, other not as relatable areas shrank, and those here are masters of those affected crafts. They do help with work, and part of this area's tradition of the Church are weekly fairs, where they can sell what they crafted.
Inspecting some of the wares, many have that Handiwork only manual labor would leave, wooden dolls, toys, stuffed plushies…. To even some Master crafted Weapon components. All fine and well for such high quality for each, but those Gun parts aren't in use even for our Elite Snipers due to being THAT hard to properly manufacture, when large scale production enters the equation, Tolerance levels have to be lowered unfortunately.
A stark contrast to all other Churches, Isabel did Spoil, the Eastern one would likely be just as lively all day long. Once we are done, looking at her, she really wants to let something out for me. So again, me and she walk to the sister Dorm that's hers, she checks on, since her 'dorm mate' is an oddball, call me surprised this Church has someone the sisters themselves call a weirdo.
A small talk with her Dorm mate, and I see who this "Weirdo" is.
"Ah. Helo Holy Kaiserin!"
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and… a Thousand Yard stare…. Yup, certified wacko.
"Hello, Haachama…. Or is it Akai haato?"
"Haachama! Haato is sleeping for now!"
With that, she goes help in the Kitchen, one of the Kids, out of the Restroom nearby, seeing her, shivers and comes straight to me.
"Holy Kaiserin! Please! Could you have today's Diner BURN?"
"Uhhh… but why?"
"She cooks crazy stuff!"
"I will try, but no guarantees."
That done, now it's us two in the room. Sitting in the chair, a cup of Coffee ready for me as well, I take it.
"Holy Kaiserin…. i… I'm sorry."
"Don't scold yourself, also, that one's not 100% me, so in a sense, we're different people."
"Still… I can't let it be that you would lose that Grail war just so me and the rest of Tresillo could survive…"
Ah, that's the crux, in a sense, what Mike gave me of the Fuyuki mess, Caster me abused one little detail no one could have seen coming, that Tanya von Degurechaff has rights for Karma, Fate, and Luck Correction, which for the Grail system, means that the person, servant or not, known as Me, CAN RESHAPE REALITY to her will regardless of Rules or the will of Alaya nor Gaia.
The end result… was Isabel here. Whatever the reason, my Caster self of that fucked up hell had, this plucky Ispagnian wide eyed Youngster merc live as a kind of immortal. The cost was merely she herself had ceased to be, but that's more due to the Grail being done for…. And a Mana signature way too big for even Magi to avoid a leak, powerful enough that Germania's Mana radar arrays spotted it. and a special alarm rang due to my Mana signature being spotted.
The fallout of it obliterated Magi presence in Akitsushima, but most of all, their veil was undone since now they got the fury and fervor of OZEV, Followers of Tanyaism, and the deadliest Secretaries now hellbent on finding them and disappearing them.
"You think I would want the Grail? You can be honest."
"No. Not after what I've seen of your… Caster version…"
"Then that's your answer. For starters, no version of me would accept such a system I was forced into, I like contracts, deals, not being forced into doing something. In a sense, it was Caster me flipping the bird at whoever asshole made that thing, be honored, that you managed to earn the respect of Caster Tanya von Degurechaff, so much she even went the extra mile for you."
Crying, holding such a weight since 2011, That's harsh, but I can see where that partial version of me and my history saw such potential on her. Just like Visha, a diamond in the rough, yet shining brightly already, and this open eager behavior, it's almost as if this is a Ispagnian Visha. Isabel took her sweet time, crying, and maybe enjoying being in touch with my Body.
"Better?"
A nod, good enough for me.
"Then straighten up, and Live, live your life, beliefs, experience what the world has, who knows, maybe you will get a grade good enough I will hire you personally."
That makes her blush, ah, a bit of such in life is necessary, even US here need such. One last hug, and before we leave, I must see what exactly that dangerous girl is cooking. In there, I see her cooking… some noodles with a Spider. Then there's a Black-haired lady in a Black Kimono putting… metal alloys in a pot…. Mike fucking Miller, this isn't a Kitchen, more like a WMD factory.
"Alright, Stop, STOP."
A few minutes to let them greet me, and let SOME of these horrid fumes get exhausted by this place's isolated Air system, and here is me, my Adjutant, and This team of Warcrime cooks, how they managed to outdo Albish cooks using Germanian army ingredients is for Anya or Mike to find out, now? Most desperate last stand crash course to get these women to COOK something edible for the Believers.
{One Cooking Tanya Show later…}
"Thank you, Holy Kaiserin!"
The kid who had been desperate for my intervention beams in happiness at eating something less lethal than Cyanide for once I guess.
"She really made a Miracle, Yor, you finally cooked something edible."
The man in a suit, a doctor, and retired Spy of the special Division of the Kanatian Intelligence unit WISE, Loid Forger, and I suppose Yor Forger, a retired Killer for hire of the Tzech Mafia named the Shop. Brute strength issues aside, her sense of palate was messed up, so I had her learn overall a comprehensive list of goods and bads…. From a Germania-Chan cooking book for children.
"Hmm, this is delicious, good job Mio."
While he looks completely average on a global metric, Makoto Misumi table is a bit skewed in the Beauty ratio…. What to do when you end dragging "Humans" from a world of a vanity Goddess B(itch)? Whatever, they all work and help, and haven't caused any problems, yet.
It's a bit warming seeing such, the return trip was, again, calm, and nice, playing a bit with aerial maneuvers delayed the arrival back a bit. Anya and Mike were waiting me, wunderbar, something blew up or is stinking somewhere.
"I can expect something bad has been going somewhere, right?"
Mike begins, great, something has hit the fan, and it's not mere shit.
"Intel from some US contacts and the Brit's surveillance of Traffic coming and going from the country, The Mages the President's Party had acquired with Your help have been kicking the Blues and Yellows hard enough they got desperate. Angelina Kudou has been reported inside the nation, and leading the STARS, also a few notorious Akitsushiman Magician Clans sent in representatives."
Photos and ID, the sides taking the brunt of focused assaults are the Reds and Purples, the direction seems to be for something…. Those assholes. Hypocrisy at its finest.
"They want to Seize the Center's ICBM units, all of them."
"Yup, I sent in Thorium Division in, they will be hitting their Supply lines, command hierarchy and forcing them to redeploy Magicians elsewhere, will likely delay a bit, enough for Helios Task force to Knock Ange and a few other Magicians of priority."
AT least he has been doing his task, forcing WEF pawns or advantageous moves to be wasted. Looking at Anya, she takes the stage.
"Sudden uptick of materials coming from Kanata, Field agents suspect it's FENRIR taking action in the fire now."
FENRIR, the Kanatian equivalent of STARS and Specialized Intelligence, pain in the ass, since assassination is more their Job, whatever their stake in the growing Civil war, must be Killing someone.
"Alright, how bad the US is overall? And how long before I need to get there and deal some ass kicking?"
"Probably after your trip to Formosa."
Mike is not an annoyance? Just my day.
"Spill out, what's being set there?"
"Asian federation assassination attemp, set the keg on fire, and Akitsushima will make an Intervention of Convenience there."
Am I some kind of Hate Magnet of such quality? The JIUZHOU and AKITSUSHIMAN are both willing to COOPERATE into a false flag operation to Kill me?
"How bad?"
"Probably a few Shipgirls as escorts and their plans will be derailed."
That done, I can only check with my T-Dolls, ships and whatever else is available for security, also, maybe a bit of a Token help to indicate the Americans I am on their side against yet more Commie style tyranny, so one of them being shipped in secret to provide some really Nasty firepower boost will be ok. Plans and more plans…. Never ending plans…. Because I NEED them.