Chapter 17: Would you like a ride?
12:00
El and Göring were strolling through the streets of the city when they heard the tolling of bells.
"It's Noon ..." Said the stocky girl.
"Where does this noise come from?" Asked her hostess.
"From the cathedral of Leila."
"Cathedral of Leila?"
"That's the name of the Lutheran cathedral here on board. Hilda named her in this way in homage to her mother. "
"Ah ... I think I saw that building yesterday."
The former commander of Blue Division remembered, in fact, a one-story neo-baroque style building with blue domes.
"It's a smaller version of the Berlin Cathedral." The deputy commander of the Black Sun explained to her.
"Ah understood…"
"Come on, let's get going. There is still a long way to go to the Rodrigo de Vivar headquarters. "
"But where is it exactly?"
"In the southern part of the school."
El stopped.
"Huh? But we are in the north ... It's far from here! " She protested.
Göring turned in her direction, looking at her smugly.
"Mollacciona ... I can go around the whole ship once a day!" He scolded her.
At that moment they were reached by a . 4 (a halftrack infantry armored combat vehicle) with camouflage colors.
"Hi, Emma!" The driver greeted her, a girl with short black hair and eyes of the same color.
"Hi, Wittman!" Göring answered.
"Who is that?" The driver asked, pointing to El.
"She is Gloria Navarro, AKA Grandes. She is a new lever."
"Ah ... She's the one who saved Eva, right?"
"One of the two. By the way, why weren't you and the others present at the ceremony? "
"We were busy with the Panzers ... Do you know how tiring it is to repair or examine those tanks?"
"Ah, that's right. You of the mechanics team are always busy! "
The girl named Wittman looked irritated.
"You can bet on it… At least during the tournament period. Damn, I feel like I'm in Vault 53! "
"Now don't overdo it, our tanks don't break that easily!"
"True ... Ah, where are you headed?"
"At the base of the Rodrigo de Vivar division, I wanted to introduce the present Grandes to her new teammates."
"Would you like a ride?"
Göring started to decline the offer, but he preceded her saying:
"We accept with joy!"
Earning a dirty look from the wiry girl.
"Well, then aboard!" Wittman invited them.
12:15 pm
Kay and Dwight were sitting at the living room table watching the BBC news, waiting for lunch.
"Less than a week to go until the final of the 64th European Panzerfahren Tournament, in which Schwarze Sonne (representing Germany) and Kursk (the Russian team) will compete. The German team has the most consecutive victories (9 in total) ... "
"How did you end up here in the Black Sun School?" Kay asked, trying to break the ice.
"None of your business." Sarah replied grumpily.
"Come on... If we are teammates we will have to learn to get along." The blonde reminded her.
Her interlocutor gave her a menacing look.
"And who told you I want to get along with you?"
Kay was increasingly perplexed.
"Is it because we only recently met?"
"Even for that."
"And for what else?"
Dwight was about to reply, but at that moment Himmler arrived and placed a tray on the table with three plates of Spätzle (a kind of tortellini) on top; one took it for herself, the others passed them on to her guests. Kay noticed that she was now wearing a gray shirt and shorts of the same color.
"I see that you have made yourself comfortable." She stated.
"I heard you Japanese…" Himmler broke off, remembering that Sarah didn't know (nor should she know) where Kay really came from.
"... I meant you British often wear school uniforms, but I prefer to wear casual clothes, especially in spring."
Japanese?
Dwight wondered suspiciously.
Kay, overcoming the initial fright, composed herself.
"Well ... At El Alamein, the student council was obsessed with etiquette. Always wear the uniform, keep it clean and tidy, avoid obscene words ... A bore. And I was impatient with all that discipline. " She justified herself.
"Why didn't you go to Overlord then? There they are much less rigid. " Dwight asked her.
"Because the Black Sun is a much stronger and more prestigious school, practically undefeated."
"It is also a more rigid school, in some respects. If you bring prohibited material on board or violate the regulations, you will find yourself sweeping the streets wearing a striped uniform. "
"I'm aware of that."
"Come on, stop talking now… That you can do later. But during lunch we eat, we don't chat!" Himmler intervened.
The two girls nodded and began to eat.
12:30 pm
Hilda was in the dining room preparing to have a meal of sauerkraut (first plate), potato pie (second) and sacher cake (dessert).
A good meal is always a cause for joy for my stomach!
She thought, licking her lips.
She took her fork in her hand, took the first sauerkraut and brought them to her mouth, when suddenly her cell phone rang.
Shit...
She cursed mentally, placing the bite on the plate and putting her hand to the phone.
"Hilda."
"Excuse the inconvenience, mein führer, I have the information on the Maginot school you asked for." Zuse informed her.
"Then tell me."
"Maginot is a French themed team, rival of BC Freedom (another French school) and of St. Gloriana, which is instead English themed."
"Is strong?"
"No ... And apparently her situation has gotten worse lately."
"Explain yourself better!" The blonde girl ordered her, who couldn't stand vague answers.
"The Maginot used tactics of a defensive nature, obsolete, and this always condemned her to defeat. But the then commander, Madeleine, did not want to adopt new ones. One day one of her subordinates, Eclair, challenges her to a duel (tank fight, I think one on one) and defeats her, becoming the new commander and trying to adopt new tactics and strategies."
"And then?"
"Unfortunately for her, the majority of Panzerfahren's team members were still tied to her predecessor, Madeleine. And when she left the team ... "
"They went away too."
"Ja, mein führer. Out of 80 members, 51 have deserted, weakening the team. This fact, combined with the inability to find new tactics and strategies make Maginot one of the poorest teams."
"What about Miho? Do you have information about her? "
"Not yet, but I'll get them by tonight."
"See you next time."
With that said she close the comunication.
So Maginot is a weak team… Anyone could have defeated them. But… The Ooarai has also put the St. Gloriana in difficulty, one of the strongest. And we're talking about a team of beginners, in their first real battle.
Suddenly her stomach rumbled.
It's time to eat ... But first ...
She dialed one of the numbers in her phone book, and waited for the recipient to answer. After two rings a female voice said:
"Gestapo."
"Pass me the foreign section."
"Immediately."
After a short pause a new voice said:
"Ribbentrop. How can I help you? "
"Collecting information on Japanese carrier schools, from the best known to the lowest. To this end, you will cooperate with the cyber espionage section. Was I clear? "
"Ja!"
"So get to work."
She attacked again, not even waiting for an answer.
And now… Let's eat!
She thought, starting to feast.