-Operation Sadera-

Falmart Calendar, 1291

Captain Pete Erholtz, Knocker

Fort Harling

"This son of a Bitch! He can't be threw strikes! Never in hell". Knocker was outraged after the revelation hit home. His nugget, the same man who was responsible for his life turning upside down, just because he couldn't control his Trigger finger. Instead of rotting in a prison cell he was a the same Rank as Knocker.

"Hey man, what's wrong?", asked Avril after she heard Knocker's outburst. He turned to her and glared at her.

"What's wrong? This stupid Motherfucker is a criminal, a murderer and does not deserve to be alive!", he yelled into her face. She took a step back and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm pretty sure you took your own fair share of lives in that cockpit of yours", she retorted. Knocker's face turned into a confused one before it twisted again into rage.

"No you fucking idiot. This bastard killed Harling and destroyed my and his squadron leader's life".

Avril's eyes widened in revelation, "Whaaaat? Him? Nah man, he was proven innocent", she said while slowly inching backwards. At some point she dropped the wrench she had in her hands and bolted towards McKinsey's office.

Knocker stood there, stunned into silence as he stared after the mechanic. "What the hell is wrong with that woman?", he asked himself before he went back to glaring at Trigger's emblem.

McKinsey's office

The door bursted open, jolting the Colonel as he glared at the door, "What the fuck!", he yelled.

Suddenly Avril came running in, with McKinsey's secretary tailing close behind her trying to calm her down. "Ma'am you can't just-".

"Shut up". The secretary was cut off by Avril.

The mechanic then turned to McKinsey and glared at him. He gestured his secretary to leave them alone. The latter did so and left the office. Avril's face softened a little but still remained stoick.

"Alright McDumbass, sir", McKinsey was about to say something but Avril was faster, "Knocker, he knows".

His eyes widened as the words hit home. He exactly knew what Avril was saying so he immediately did what had to be done. He pressed a button on his table and spoke into a microphone, "Thunder squadron members in my Office. NOW!".

Some time later, all Pilots of Thunder squadron entered McKinsey's office, all looking very confused for why the colonel had called them in.

"Alright, which one of you fucking idiots told him", McKinsey bluntly asked, confusing the pilots even more.

"Sir?", asked Angel.

"Who the fuck told Knocker that Three strikes is Trigger? I told every single one of you guys to not tell him under any circumstances".

Dagger looked over to Angel and then back to McKinsey, "And what makes you thing that we told him?", she shot back.

"There is no other explanation", said McKinsey. He kept glaring at the Pilots until Avril started to laugh out loud.

"What's so funny Avril", asked McKinsey, now glaring at her.

"It's funny that you're accusing them", she said in between laughter. McKinsey looked irritated and urged her to go on.

"If you would have let me finish talking i could have told you that he found out on his own", she said. McKinsey's jaw dropped and then he spun around to look at the Pilots with a sheepish grin. "I'm sorry guys. You're free to leave now".

Dagger groaned and threw her hands up into the air. "I'm surrounded by Idiots!". She yelled.

"Hey! What about me?!", asked Angel in protest.

"You're just as stupid as the others around here", she retorted with a shit eating grin.

-Venture to Japan-

Night time, 13th November, 2018

Captain John Mitchell, Basilisk-0-1

Unknown location, somewhere inside the Hakone Forest

"Contact Left! Contact left!".

"Get that MG over there Now!".

"Grenade GRENADE!".

"Motorola, get that 40 Mike Mike ready for fucks sake!".

Explosions, automatic gunfire and screams of panic and pain echoed throughout the forest. Mitchell found his squad and Himself in a very sticky situation, being pinned down from two sides and from what seems like to different opponents.

"They're trying to flank us from the south!", informed Nantz as he released a burst from his rifle into a enemy who ran from a tree towards a rock for cover. The bullets hit the man straight into the chest and he collapsed to the ground like a sack of shit.

"Motorola! Where is your damned launcher!", yelled Mitchell to his grenadier.

"40 mike mike locked and loaded", said the Marine as he aimed and fired a 40mm HEDP into a bush. The grenade pushed through the leaves and hit a enemy grouping which was trying to sneak up on the Oseans.

"Enemy MG, 2 o' clock!".

Henry held his rifle against the tree for stability as he put the MG gunner's head behind his crosshairs. "Bang", he said before sending a round into the enemies head. The MG gunner collapsing over his gun.

"Henry, see that commander? Wound him", ordered Mitchell, while pointing to a soldier who standing in the middle of his grouping and ordering them around.

Henry knowing what Mitchell was implying so nodded. "You got it", the sniper said and took aim. He put the commander's lower abdomen behind his crosshairs. He remembered the fact that if someone is hit in the crotch area, it's a normal reaction of the body that he'll fold into himself.

One shot was fired and the commander went down.

"Fuck! Commander's down!", yelled a soldier behind a tree. "Relax. Go and get him out of there then continue firing", ordered another one.

"Got his ass", said Henry as he looked towards Mitchell.

"Good shit, now pick them off one by one", ordered Mitchell. Henry nodded and went back into his scope.

A soldier ran to the downed man and grabbed the vest of the commander to pull him into safety. Henry had other plans so he shot the soldier into the head and killed him on the spot.

Three more soldiers tried to get their commander back to cover until they learned that anyone who tried got shot.

The gun fire started to fade away as less and less enemy forces where alive. In the end, Basilisk managed to capture two enemy soldiers. One of them speaking Osean or Common and the other speaking what seemed like Yuktobanian.

Mitchell stood in front of the two, they both didn't look like Military, carrying chest rigs, custom build rifles and no country or Unit patch.

"Sabrina, come here". The Yuktobanian woman came running and stopped next to Mitchell, "sir?".

"He's from their world's version of Yuktobania, do your magic".

She nodded and kneeled in front of the soldier who had a scowl on his face.

"Privet, menya zovut Sabrina. iz kakoy ty natsii?", (hello, my name is Sabrina. What Nation are you from?)

"Suka", (bitch), Was the response of the soldier. Sabrina sighed, her face twitching in anger but she kept her cool.

"tol'ko yeshche odin raz. kto ty?", (Only once more, who are you?", Sabrina threatened.

The man said nothing but instead decided to spit into her face. Sabrina recoiled back and punched the man into the face, breaking his nose and a couple of teeth.

"ublyudok, chertov kusok der'ma. Sukin syn. svoloch'", (motherfucker, fucking piece of shit. son of a bitch. bastard)

she began to insult the soldier on the ground in Yuktobanian taking everything out on him.

Nantz knowing what Sabrina was capable of immediately jumped into action and pulled the Yuktobanian from the man on the ground.

"Sabrina calm down", he urged but the female soldier had none of it.

"Let me go blyat, I'm gonna fucking kill this asshole", she ranted while trying to get out of Nantz' grasp but the latter was just to strong.

The other soldier who was punched by Sabrina still laid on the ground, dazed and bleeding from his nose and mouth.

"Vostok, calm the fuck down!", whisper yelled Mitchell. "The whole god damn country is going to hear us".

The Female soldier reluctantly calmed down and wiped her face. "Let me go already i'm fucking calm", she growled.

"Alright ladies, bag and tag these assholes and dead check the others. We're Oscar Mike in ten".

"Aye sir", replied Henry and racked the charging handle of his rifle and sent a bulled into a bodies head laying at his feet. The others followed suit as they also placed bullets into the heads of the dead bodies.

Mitchell's Radio suddenly crackled up and the voice of the Erusian leader rang through. "Captain, hete Matteo. What the hell is going on here? This was the third group of soldiers we encountered and we lost another man".

Mitchell cursed under his breath before pushing his PTT, "I have no idea Lieutenant. We also just encountered another one but we managed to take two of em alive".

"Alright but this isn't the only problem, we also lost the Drone feed the Japs gave us. I can't reach any of these SFG guys either. No way in hell they're all dead".

Now that Mitchell thought about it, he also lost the Drone feed, and the Japanese SFG guys missed their hourly radio check.

"This is Captain John Mitchell of the Osean marine corps, radioing the Japanese SFG unit. Does anyone hear me?".

Japanese Mission command:

"Sir, the Oseans are trying to reach us. Should we answer them?", asked a young soldier as Mitchell's voice rang through the Radio.

"Negative, ignore them", replied his superior.

"But sir, they have-".

"I said, ignore them. Our government made a contract with the US. We keep our fingers out of the game and they pay us big time with new war stuff", said the elder in a stern tone. The young soldier slumped back into his seat and sighed.

They secretly shut down the drone Connection to the Coalition and pulled off their forces so that the US had free game with the coalition. What they didn't really think through was that Speznas and the Peoples liberation Army special forces where also present.

The Japanese soldier sitting in front of the computer, silently punched in some codes into his Keyboard.

With Mitchell:

A little notification tone rang from his Admin pouch, which was strapped to the upper half of his Plate carrier. He opened it and watched as the screen lit up. They had Drone footage again. In the upper left corner was a message written for Mitchell.

"What i'm doing right now is highly illegal. Make it count"

Mitchell closed the Pouch and rallied his men to get back to the resort.

"Matteo, We have Drone footage again", announced Mitchell.

"Yeah, seen it. That guy in their HQ has some balls", responded the Erusian Lieutenant.

"We're falling back to the Resort to regroup. I'll call the OIA guys right now".

"Copy that Captain. I'll take my men and we'll also make our way back then". Mitchell closed his Admin pouch and called for the OIA Operators to fall back and later then he gave Basilisk squad also the order to Retreat.

"Captain, what the hell happened out there?", yelled Itami as he saw Mitchell enter the Resort.

"We're surrounded by enemy forces from all sides. They're most likely from different nations because this asshole speaks something else than the other bastard", he said while gesturing to the two captured soldiers.

"And they're not just any soldiers, they're equipped differently, custom gear, no identifiable insignia. It's like we stumbled into a whole new level of covert operations," Mitchell explained, his expression grave.

Itami's brow furrowed as he processed the implications. "So, what's the plan now?"

"We need to regroup, assess the situation, and figure out who we're dealing with. These guys aren't playing by the rules, and we need to be prepared for anything," Mitchell replied, his tone determined.

Itami nodded, his mind already racing with potential strategies. "I'll get in touch with command and see if they have any intel on this. In the meantime, let's secure our position and keep an eye out for any further activity."

Mitchell gave a curt nod, acknowledging the plan. "And keep an eye on those two," he added, gesturing towards the captured soldiers. "They might have some answers for us."

As the team sprang into action, securing their perimeter and preparing for the unknown, Mitchell couldn't shake the feeling that they were just scratching the surface of a much larger, more dangerous game.

"If them assholes don't attack us, we'll bail from this place by dawn and then straight to Base. No stops along the way. Any objections?". Mitchell's voice was firm and unyielding. No one dared to say or raise their hand.

"Alright. Stay safe and keep you're eyes peeled for anything that moves. I want no accidents. Move it".

With Trigger and Cossette:

We sat on the bed, silently. None of us daring to break the absolutely uncomfortable silence as we kept staring at the blank wall in front of us.

After a while i decided that we can't just sit here and do nothing as what we build over the months slowly drifted away.

"Cossette?", i said, startling her. She was probably in her own sea of thoughts.

"Y... Yes?", she asked. My words got stuck in my throat as i heard the vulnerability and sadness in her voice. Was i th cause if it?

"I... uhh... I just wanted to say that i still Love you. No matter what". I noticed her head turn towards me as she looked into my eyes with her own ocean blue ones. Tears started to well up in them, i could see that.

suddenly she jumped on me, crying her soul out while hugging me tightly. "I'm so so sorry Nick", she managed to say in between earth shaking sobs.

"It's okay... i'm here". I tried my best to soothe her with hugs and kisses to her forehead, but she just kept crying.

"I can't do this Nick... this is just to much. Everything is coming down on me. Erusia, the Gate, the radicals trying to assassinate me, the whole thing with the arranged marriage... i can't do this anymore", she cried even louder now.

My heart broke at her words, only now i realized in how much pain and stress she was right now.

"Cossette listen-".

"I'm so sorry Nick... i... i".

"Cossette..."

"I'm such a bad Girl-". I broke off her sentence witch a Kiss to her lips, effectively silencing her for a moment. I broke the Kiss and looked into her eyes. "Listen... You're not a bad girlfriend, everyone would crumble under the stress you have right now. Even I would. Look, i love you no matter what happens or who they're trying to marry you off, because i know that we can overcome any and every obstacle, together".

A/N:

Alrighty... I have risen from the dead.

So first of all, i want to apologize for the one month i kept you waiting. There's a lot of shit going on in my life right now and i have no idea how to deal with it. I try my best to keep the updates as consistent as possible but you see how it goes lol.

Secondly, I apologize for the lack of flying shown in this fic. Trust me when i say it will get better. Once Trig and the others get back from Japan, things will light up. Quite literally. Now, i know my self that this part is pretty boring and i'm trying to make it as enjoyable as possible for all of us, please bear with me.

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