Entry #51 1925

It has been several days since I have written anything in my journal… to be honest I simply did not have the energy to do so. I have questioned my sanity so many times I would not even know how to count anymore.

This little girl… the Captain… I simply do not understand how she does what she does. No normal human beings would treat their soldiers as packs of meat to be smashed around for amusement purposes. She looks adorable on the outside as a human girl but the insides are probably something inhumane. Oh God if you exist, please make it so when I do have a child, it won't be a girl like this.

To put some context… we are now a few days after our… counter interrogation training, to which I must mention was at checkpoint 2 after the second hike. She greeted us with a pure, honest, innocent and gentle smile from ear to ear, but the cavalry whip in her hand told another story.

Before I go on, I must simply commend Second Lieutenant Serebryakov for being the strongest amongst us all. She has not broken down a single time during the entire training and when we reached this point she also followed instructions without hesitations. We were ordered to strip off her clothing, and I mean all of it, no exception and no gender discrimination. It was really cold in the mountains and we were told that if we wanted to warm up we were welcome to another job in them. Needless to say, no one took that offer.

What followed… will probably mark us all for life and the one after that until the end of time for sure. This level of cruelty, it would probably make the Devil himself shudder at the thought of it. I believe my mind is voluntarily cutting off my memories of what happened, and I agree with it completely. A little 10 year old girl whipping grown men into submission through sheer cruelty and brutality. Her vocabulary was extensive and quite honestly one of the most intimidating part of the whole training. She was extremely gifted in taunting and demeaning us. What kind of twisted god is out there that allowed such an innocent girl to become like this.

Entry #52 1925

The scars on our body had not healed, our minds broken, frozen to the bone, we were ordered to make a third hike. Our Captain is something else alright. This time the order was to climb the Alpen Mountain's ridge which is renowned to push even the best of us to the limits. Exhaustion could be seen on every face except for the Captain which was following us on the side this time.

Now I will admit I do not entirely recall what happened, only that someone screamed that rocks were falling, or avalanche I am not too sure. All I know is that we scrambled and stuck to the cliff to prevent dying to it. Well that was the orders given by people but all I remember is the mountain going dark. Then there was this huge blast of energy hitting my head hard with clear orders:
"Why are you resting?! Get back on your feet!"
Before I knew it, I was apologizing and got back up. I do not remember what I did, why I did, it was only a reflex of survival. I came to roughly an hour later on the march and noticed a similar pattern happening to others. I must again commend Second Lieutenant Serebryakov for her strength, she fell down cliffs, almost got overran by an avalanche but every time she would just get a wakeup call from the Captain and keep going as if nothing happened.

Entry #53 1925

Training continued, this time less physically abusive but more as actual mage training. We were all pretty relieved by this change of pace. Although we were faced with a new challenge altogether; most of us have grown used to the old Forker models of computational orbs yet the Captain delivered us a new model, the type-97 from Elinium arms. This one had specs that went off the charts but the biggest thing was that we had to grow accustomed to it since it had a very different system for processing mana that were simply not used to.

It was great to manipulate cutting edge but it was a very mentally exhausting task. We suddenly had to make a habit of being combat ready over eight thousand feet in the skies, deploy optimal decoys without warnings and learn erratic maneuvers without crashing into each other. There was… a good piece of time where many precedents were established for that last one.

Entry #54 1925

As the training was reaching its conclusion we could all feel more cheerful for some odd reason, maybe because we survived the pits of hell, maybe because the Captain looks pleased or maybe because we have finally reached her level of madness. My bet is on the last one, I mean some of the guys were wondering how much of a beauty she would be if she were older. Those guys obviously don't have wives if they are currently asking questions about how a kid would look like when they are older.

We had many names for the Captain during training, none of which I would be braved enough to write down and leave solid proof of. Although now we share a feeling amongst us that none of us want her as a wife due to her cruel treatment of adults and her personality.

Now we simply accept her as a Hero Vanguard for the Empire, probably chosen by God to guide us to victory. She is pretty devout as a believer, praying when she casts spells and always wears her rosary. The realm of her spells also defies reasons, we have seen crazy stuff during training and it is most definitely not in the realm of what humans can do.

We are the wing that will act as the vanguards to the Apostle of God

scratchI must note that her personality still matches that of a Devil more than an apostle but her powers are not evil so she is an Apostle with a bad personality/scratch

Entry #57 1925

We have been deployed as a unit to the South East, we have received little information other than just a live deployment to a regional army section for training. We are to have the Brass observe our training and judge our accomplishments. Cannot say I am looking forward to it but we do not get a choice in this unit. Our leader got promoted to Major so she can officially lead the battalion and it seems to have just powered her up in terms of demands of us.

Entry #58 1925

The last forty eight hours were something else. It started off as planned with the training demonstration to the Brass. The routine flight did not please the Major since she started shooting at us even when we were flying over eight thousand feet. Good thing we practiced randomized evasion since it prevented a lot of unfortunate accidents of collisions in front of the Brass like what went on in training. We were hoping that even when she was shooting forty eight different people her accuracy would be poor but on the contrary she is beyond human and thus had pinpoint accuracy to our positions. I deployed some decoys to try and get some slack but I guess I shouldn't be surprised she saw through them and still aimed at my real body.

Well that was all fun and dandy but it did not take long for us to receive orders to abort and assemble as the two-oh-third flight mage wing. It seems our neighbours, the Kingdom of Dacia, did not appreciate our presence while we were already busy on two fronts. What is the world coming to?

We were supplying with live ammunition and complete gear as the Major was in the HQ. She came back surprisingly happy, well considering how she explained it is her birthday I can imagine why but a new front is not exactly a good present. Although her instructions of it as a live fire exercise left us perplex for a good moment as we set out. It did not take long to pass the border troops who were retreating from the three divisions of enemy troops. At that point in time I almost wished I could join them, that is until we all realized what the Major meant by live fire exercise.

I was stationed in the second company of the flight who falls under direction of Deputy Commander Weiss. All companies were to attack except for the first that controlled the air space, at least that's how the theory goes considering how we had no enemy mages to fight. We rained hell upon the invaders without mercy or hesitation. We threw everything from optical spells to explosions to break their lines and anything that still moved. I am afraid to say that I agree with the Major, this is no war, just a live fire exercise; we are simply picking off their troops without problems.

Well that was how it went until the enemy entered some sort Anti-Air defense strangely similar to the Republican volley fire doctrine. Lieutenant Weiss ordered us to circumvent and maintain distance from the formations to pick them off. Not a single one of us wanted to argue at that point, it made perfect sense, no need to rush in and receive volley fire to take us all down. Apparently the Major had a different idea since it took little time for her adjutant, lieutenant Serebryakov to show up and summon him. We had orders to continue the assault but we all watched as she sliced his helmet off before leading him into taking down the formations by herself.

Which is absolutely ridiculous, taking headfirst a formation made to shoot down Named mages by the Republican forces. Needless to say but no one wanted to face her if we circumvented another formation and thus we continued the assault until we received orders to cover the Major as she rushed to their HQ. Well probably the depth of madness reached us as we actually landed to greet them, the Major even asked to see their Visa of visit. Naturally anyone would be angry at said insult and thus we had no other choice but to shoot them all down.

Entry #59 1925

After destroying the Vanguard of the Dacian army we actually flew straight to their capital. Normally a long distance flight would tire out mages but after the training given by the Major this was almost like a light jog in the morning. I may be wrong but I believe the Major called this part of the mission a nighttime urban air raid on their Capital. I have little understanding of the term since it is the first I hear of it but considering she went to the War College and not myself I will simply attribute it to her higher education.

Something all troops will agree on is that abandoning the element of surprise is stupid in times of war but since it was in the enemy capital the Major decided the Laws took precedence. While that is respectable in a war it is odd to say the least. She gave the order to her adjutant to make the warning but if talking about the enemy dropping their guard, we all silently stared at the Major. God bless her intelligence since she picked up on it. What followed us is a scene no one will ever know except us. She used a true childish voice to fool the enemy and we were the only witnesses. It was adorable. Although she was extremely mad at everyone after the fact, we were pretty much intimidated into never talking about it.

We followed suit and destroyed the enemy factory with a long range optical sniping spell with the Major in the center of it. It is draining but very powerful, it took only a single salvo to destroy the Factory. Also to our biggest surprise the Major screamed "TAMAYA" once the secondary explosions took over. I do not understand what it means, not anyone of us did as I looked around to see many confused faces.

And that is how the two-oh-third flight single handled fought back, destroyed the vanguard and ruined the Kingdom of Dacia's hope of fighting this war they believed they had a chance in. This is the true madness of our unit led on by an Apostle of God.

Author's Note

Hello everyone, Gen here again, hope everyone had their Christmas in a joyful mood, I know I did since I got my copy of the first volume of light novel in English.

I must note to everyone that this will probably conclude within 2 more chapter updates since I am trying to keep it up with manga and Light Novel translations. I am not going with the anime on this one due to lack of details. No it doesn't mean it will be complete only that updates will be every 4-6 months depending on content release.

I will also be working on another fanfiction coming soon with an OC, I have searched long and hard for an alternative for fanfic but seriously there is like nothing other than changing the novel end, an alternate course midway through or an OC at first. Anyways look forward to that since it will not be a journal that time around lol.

Look forward to the next chapter and happy new year's!