Yes guys, this is a re write, i cant believe i freaking wrote that version when I'm just binge watching HD2 cinematic clips and was like, what if GATE. Then boom, we've got Kingmakers- ahem... this.

There will be POV changes, from now on, I will prioritise the Helldivers experience over the others. However my story's aim in mind would still be in here.

And there would be a lot of references here and there, or just straight out copy paste. So do note of that, cuz you might miss a JoJo reference. Hehe... anyway... This Fic is dedicated to the brave and heroic actions of Paul Atreide- I mean Paul Thompson P-1 of the "Distributor of Democracy" and his squad against the Imperialist and Backwards Menaces that is Polity 1, Polity 2, and Polity Prime Green.

The Liberation of JS DF-1945 is inevitable and once again, it will belong to the Hands of Lady Liberty where everyone would drink a cup of Liber-tea each and every day mandatorily. For Democracy and Super Earth!

("Special" order broadcasting)

Attention Helldivers of the "Distributor of Democracy", a new threat have emerged in a form of a rebellious planet. This Planet Called "JS DF-1945" one of our new colo- liberated world from about 80 years ago has sprung up in an open act of insurgency.

And you, Helldiver P-1 of the "Distributor of Democracy" alongside your preselected squad will be sent out to put an end to this issue. As your high and promising performance in the Terminid Front had proven your outstanding performance. And we'll want to see you perform against the Insurgents. This order has been only issued to you and your squad, as to not distract your fellow helldivers out there fighting the 2 menaces of our managed democracy.

Do note, this relocation would be permanent till the planet has been fully liberated.

This is "Special" Command Out.

"Well, that's something... super new." Helldiver Z-2 "Zeb" commented as rereads the "Special" Order at the Galactic Map. He was wearing a CM-09 Bone Snapper armor alongside a CM-14 Physician Helmet with the "Bastion of Integrity" as his cape. He was still trying to fathom the idea of their new mandatory order, that they will be fighting a "mutant" and alien populated world alongside normal humans who've turned their backs against Democracy.

"Well, it doesn't matter, this order wouldn't be different from those bugs anyway." standing besides Z-2 is Helldiver P-1 Paul Thompson, reassuring his fellow patriot about the order, as cold and serious as ever, before he gets into the fight, at least. He was wearing the DP-40 Hero Of The Federation armor set, with the "Freedom's Tapestry" as his cape. Unlike Zeb, Paul is more calculating nearly about anything in his duty for Super Earth, an emotionless perfectionist at core yet a ruthless and energetic maniac in the heat of battle.

"Now, you two should know what of our first Operation in the Planet would be, that is probing a traitor settlement first." the commanding voice of their Democracy Officer "Chief" Erwin spoke. Wearing the usual Helmetless B-01 armor, he has faired skin and blonde hair, his age in his early 40s with a scar from the side of his left side lips running till his cheeks. A long time veteran of many Battles and Operations, a type of man every Helldiver respected and looked up to, apart from General Brasch of course.

Paul then tapped on some controls in the map to zoom in into the settlement. It was a small "city" with tight streets and conjoined buildings made of wood and stone. However, a fortification termed 'citadel' was located perfectly at the center, surrounded by two layers of curtain wall and the entire city forming a ring around it. A good spot for landing, there they could easily go guns blazing straight into a potential enemy HQ and gather as much information as possible.

"We should drop down near this building and held it hostage. We'll have the element of surprise so the traitors won't be able to mount up any difficult resistance once we're there." Paul immediately made up his battleplan and expressed it towards "Chief" and Zeb.

"Sweet idea Sarge, just us dropped in and guns blazing." Zeb remarked with lack of a subtle amusement. Sometimes Paul even wonders how is this man is even a living veteran at this point.

"Good calcution on your part P-1, however this approach is quite risky, I'll advise you to watch your every direction for this one." Erwin complimented and advised Paul regarding his decision.

"I will Chief, and we'll succeed..." Paul then turned into the Destroyer's hangar to look for the other 2 members of his squad.

"... Hey, you two! Time for some Democratic Distribution!" he calls them out upon seeing the 2. This other Helldivers are Scott and Emilia, the quiet duo as Zeb likes to call them. Scott S-3 is the squad's sniper and anti armor, while Emilia is the firebat, or just straight up an arsonist, burning recklessly anything down for the sake of it. Luckily Paul managed to take control of her through the voice speaker amplifier he have installed in his helm. The former wears the FS-05 Marksman Armor set alonside a "Foesmasher" Cape, while the latter wears the CE-35 Trench Engineer, with the "Tide turner" cape as the cherry on top.

"All right squad, we're gonna be fighting Insurgents and some aliens today. But killing wouldn't be our priority here, we are to retrieve some pieces of any information we can, and that thing is inside, potentially, a large stone building with this tower on it. You all got that?" Paul briefed his squad about the upcoming mission.

"Yes Sarge!" the three replied, filled with excitement after sometime with away from a battlefield.

"Alright! Prepare your loadout!"

Everyone quickly began to get to their stations, checking their weapons and stratagems they're bringing.

Paul P-1 have the AR-23 Liberator as his primary, P-19 Redeemer as his secondary, and a G-12 HE as his grenades. His stratagems are "Eagle: 500kg bomb", "A/M-12 Mortar Sentry", "MG-43", and "Orbital EMS Strike".

Zeb Z-2 have the Jar-5 as his primary, P-4 as Senator as his secondary, and a G-16 Impact grenade. His stratagems are "Shield Generator Backpack", "EXO-Suit Exo-45 Patriot", "MG-105 Stalwart", and "Orbital laser".

Scott S-3 has the R-63CS Diligence Counter Sniper as his primary, P-2 Peacemaker as his secondary, and a G-23 Stun grenade. His stratagems are "FAF-14 Spear", "APW-1 Anti-Material Rifle", "A/G-16 Gatling Sentry", and "Orbital Precision Strike".

Emilia E-4 has the Smg-37 Defender as her primary, P-2 peacemaker as her secondary, and a G-10 Incendiary grenade. Her stratagems are "Flam-40 Flamethrower", "Napalm Eagle Strike", "Orbital Gas Strike", and "Eagle smoke strike".

"Alright, double check your equipment team, make sure everything in your arms are functioning properly for the Democratic Distribution." Paul says as he grabs his rifle to inspect it for any faults.

"We're clear sarge, good to go." S-3 Scott replied to Paul's double check command.

"Clear here as well, ready to spread Managed Democracy!" an enthusiastic E-4 Emilia followed in reply, eager at the prospect of setting undemocratic things to ashes.

"Clear and Prepared as always." Z-2 nonchalantly says as he puts on his backpack, filled with the super democratic distributors.

As Paul finished his loadout, he turns to his team and motion them towards the Hellpods, walking up to the frontmost part of the bridge where the hellpods at.

"Alright, here we go team!" he shouts in exhilaration as he steps down towards the helldpod. His squad then follows, all eager to finally fight some new undemocratic foe.

"Hellpod Launch Initiated."

And like a meteor falling down, ready to deliver its punishment down towards the earth, the hellpods shoots out from the "Distributor of Democracy".

(Music: Initial Helldive)

HOOOOOOOUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHH

Fiery specs of light turned into falling stars as the hellpods descent down towards the planet's surface. And as the atmosphere begans thicker and blue, the falling stars initiates it slowing thrusters.

"Aim for the inner wall, at building's entrance team, stick together." Paul communicates to his squad as he adjust the fall spot of his hellpod. He aims directly towards the inner castle courtyard of the citadel, close to the big entrance door.

HHHYYYOOOOUUUUGGGGHHH

PPPKKKKGGGGG

His Hellpod landed with a massive thud as dust and smoke erupts around it. He was then raised up to the surface from his pod, quickly clutching his AR-23 Liberator in his hands.

He looks around, trying to make sense of his sorrundings, he can't really carelessly move as squad hasn't landed yet. It seems to be afternoon, just before the early phase of a sunset.

HHHYYYOOOOUUUUGGGGHHH

PPPKKKKGGGGG

A few moments later, his squad finally made touchdown, raised up and clutched their weapons tight, looking around. Paul turned his attention into the building (keep) in front of him, and its Garage grade entrance. The building is shaped rectangular with a two towers, one a sticking turret from the second floor and a square hightower at the other corner, thinking quickly he calls out to Z-2.

"Z-2, get your JAR-5 and blast some holes into that door, we're seizing this building, everyone else cover each other."

The squad then gets on the move, as Z-2 stands just 2 meters away from the door and took aim at what seems to be the door's primitive lock mechanism. While S-3, calmly aims around his R-63CS Diligence Counter Sniper all around, looking for any enemy.

"We've got contact, 12 Guys on the curtain wall." S-3 informed the squad as 12 guys with bows and arrows, equipped in a uniformed manner, pours out from the inner curtain wall's Gate House towards the wall's stairs down to the yard.

"Light them up you two, don't let those dissenters hinder our progress!" Paul commanded them, as E-4 aims her SMG-37 Defender at the coming rebels.

Repeated cracking sounds of gunfire burst out from E-4's Gun as she unleashed her weapon's fury unto the incoming enemy.

Meanwhile Paul used his "MG-43" Stratagem for a heavy weapon, throwing it a meter away from their position.

"I got it Sarge! The doors unlocked!" Z-2 then calls out to Paul, informing him of the door busting success.

"All of you, call your weapons, then get in, we're clearing this building till the rooftop." issued another orders from Paul as his MG-43 Stratagem drops down in a thud. He then swiftly takes the Machine gun from the suppy pod as his squad inputs their Stratagems.

"All right, me first. I'll see what's in there." Paul then equips his MG-43, walking up to the front door and kicking it really hard, slowly opening it testament to its weight. Inside was grand hall, with a red carpet on the floor stretching all the way towards a twin set of stairs. There's some doors along the side of the hallway, and some torch holders, banners of Black Eagle decorating some parts of the walls, along some tapestries and artworks.

"Intruders!"

Paul quickly leveled up his machine gun as some armoured undemocratic rebels in their primitive iron armor scrambled to get him. The castle guards tried to run into Paul, but he quickly pulled the trigger and showered the guards with bullets, their primitive armor doing little to nothing at stopping the bullets.

Eventually several thud sounds were heared as his squad finally got their supply, and he pushed on to the twin stairway. Slowly checking all sides around, he carefully climbs up the stairs towards the second floor.

"Sarge, we're coming in." Paul heards Z-2's voice over the comms.

"Alright team, go nice and slow, it seems like those traitors haven't increased their defence budget yet." he instructs his squad, while wondering why the fvck the enemy barely has any guards in place.

"Shyt, contact!"

Paul then levels his machine gun again, as more of those guards came, this time from an open spiral stairs in the corner end of the second floor, the spire tower.

"Heeeyyy-"

The guard's yell was cut off as Paul pulled the trigger. Bullet holes filling the Guards' bodies. Walking up into the tower, Paul noticed that the stairs leads directly to the rooftop. And not wanting to waste precious time, he looked back at the staircase from first floor behind, as he sees his squad, sneakily and carefully took a step one at a time comically.

"This is no time to joke around guys, just get in here now, quick! This tower's staircase will directly gets us to the top!" he calls out their antics, reminding them of their objective.

"All right Sarge, like come on." Z-2 says nonchalantly as he runs up towards Paul.

Then they've all slowly climbed up the spiral staircase, with Paul switching to his secondary P-19 Redeemer in case of a close call.

Eventually they've made it on top. With 14 guards waiting.

"Here they are, charge!"

Paul quickly aimed his pistol at the approching horde as his pistol found their marks on the tightly packed group. While Z-2 after coming out from the tight staircase, levels his MG-105 Stalwart and shreds the close guards into pieces.

Ratatratatrataatratataratt

With the Guards all dead, S-3 and E-4 finally got up into the keep's solid stone rooftop. The Keep itself is quite large, able to fit the Pelican-1 in the rooftop. The place around is also decently clean with just a single tables lying around. But S-3 caught something with his keen eyes at the table, a piece of paper.

"What the hell is this?" he approached the table, snatching the paper. At first, he was mind boggled, it was just a freaking mess of some random lines being used as letters.

"What is that S-3?" Paul asked, interested about Scott's find.

"A letter perhaps, could be anything." Scott replied, still trying to make sense about the alphabetical choice, an encryption method perhaps? To make sure that any Info Interceptor of Super Earth couldn't track them? Super Impractical, unless someone is fast enough to deliver them...

"Oh Liber-tea's sake, boogies south incoming!" Z-2's distressed voice interrupted Scott's puzzle piecing and theorising as a squadron of winged animals was racing up to them from south. Ridden by the Insurgents, the boogies quickly went into a line formation as it flies around the keep overhead, like a pack of predators circling its prey.

"Umm... S-3, call your turret in there, and snipe those boogies!" Paul commands S-3 as he began to frantically calls his Gatling Gun Turret Strata. While E-4 and Z-2 got their Flamethrower and MG-105 Stalwart ready.

While Paul reloads his MG and slowly his mind slipped into his passionate raging form.

"All right team, down all of these fvckers to the ground! For DEMOCRACY AND SUPER EARTH!!!"

And cut...

Hoo boy, what rough ride... finally edited Chapter 1. And I'm also gonna edit chapter 2 later. The minimum I can promise before chapter 2 remastered is probably 3 to 4 days. And next would be Our helldivers first battle with Wyverns and Mages.

And always, thanks for all the support you guys are giving. Everything is SUPER Appreciated.

Have a nice Super day and a cup of Liber-tea.

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