Finally, it is done.
Y'all might get disappointed by the dragon fight though...
And from now on, expect very slow updates. And I'm very sorry.
But probably due to the quarantine, it might speed up a little. :D
The Gunslinging magic is the same Gun Magic from FT, the AEG just preferred that term.
Also to those old readers, the GAK will be renamed to as the Old Guard of Kingdom of Greater Germany or simply, the Old Guard. It is sometimes called as the Imperial Guard after the return of the old semi-constitutional monarchy as the result of the military coup in early 2019. The Old Guard works like a national guard, except they're sent for combat, not kept as reserves. They're comprised of German soldiers with two uniforms, the one used in late WW1 and one used in World War Two, excluding the SS uniform of course for obvious reasons.
And I'm gonna break my promise; the Italica Arc will not be in one whole chapter.
Last note: Procrastination is bad. Very very bad. Basically it's horrible.
Also there's a lemon in here, tried my best at writing it...
Also, stay safe.
'Yeah.' - Thoughts
"Yeah." - Normal
"Yeah." - Latin or whatever the local language is
Deym - Stressed word #1
Shit - Stressed word #2
Crap - Stressed word #3
This border above symbolizes my general lack of knowledge on writing lemons. Anyways, it basically cuts or changes the scene that is happening in the same exact location.
*Badadumtss* - Sound/Noise
*Example - The word's meaning is on the glossary at the end. I will compile them all after this fic is finished.
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"You only have two choices in life; it is to live, or to die. I don't know how you will live, but I do know how you will die."
- Assistant Elite General Juan Matteo
"Pax, Vindicta, Fidelitas."
- Motto of United Secret Military Police
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"War Godslayer's Iron Fist!" Matteo uppercutted the dragon's jaw, causing it to backflip and flew backwards a few meters away from him.
"Rapid Piercing Shot!" The AEG fires five blue laser shots from his L115R2 rifle at the dragon's right wings, piercing through it and causing disintegration of the wings, creating small holes that expanded for only a few seconds. The dragon retaliates by a fire breath attack but Matteo counters it by creating a magical wall in front of him, blocking the attack. After his opponent's strike, Matteo creates a smoke screen to conceal his movement before flying above the dragon to prepare a surprise attack.
"War Godslayer's..." A large war scythe with black and purple flames surrounding it slowly forms in his hands.
"Slash!" Matteo slashes the war scythe at the dragon's head multiple times, albeit with some difficulty, only succeeding in creating light wounds before flying to safety from another fire breath attack.
'What the hell?...'
Matteo softly panted with relief until a familiar red figure with a large war scythe chopped off the end part of the tail, spilling blood and making the dragon roar in pain.
'Oohh... Stealing the spotlight from me eh?'
After getting those thoughts, he quickly threw himself back into battle. Fortunately the dragon seemed too focused on Rory. Matteo used this opportunity to neutralize the dragon's movement.
"War Godslayer's Tremor Punch!"
Matteo unleashes a powerful earthquake (albeit he minimized its area of effect) around the dragon to create cracks on the ground to neutralize its movement for a while. He flew to the right to flank it, firing at the dragon's face to kept it distracted and for the goth kid to keep fighting it.
Fortunately, the behemoth was so distracted by his attacks that it made missteps; two of its feet stepped on a large crack. To further immobilize the dragon, Matteo uses Earth Magic to cement the feet in the gap by closing it. The dragon tried to get its foot out but to no avail. They are firmly stuck in the crack. The AEG grinned in satisfaction.
"Finally, something that can made this situation a bit easier." Matteo unleashes couple spells at the dragon only to cause minor damage.
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Meanwhile, with the RCT 3-1 and 3-3
The Tiger tank arrives as it aims it's modernized cannon at the dragon's left wing while the Wiesel 3 fires its TOW launcher at the right wing only to miss its target and instead smashes into the neck instead. The tankette retreats to safety for a crew to reload it while the tankette uses its machine gun for the meantime.
Heinz fires the mounted MG42 at the dragon's right eye and blasted the said eye, causing the dragon to flinch and roar in pain. He then went on to fire at the other eye but the dragon shaked its head side to side as it roared in pain.
"Firing!" The gunner yelled.
*Boom*
The tank rocks from the recoil, Heinz checks the damage only to find out it caused no damage; the shell missed its intended target which is the left wing due to retraction of the said wing.
"Was zur hölle? Load another HEAT round zen repeat! Make sure zat it'll hit zee left wing zis time!" He commanded while silently cursing that he and Matteo forgot to bring a vehicle with good anti-air capabilities for the mission. They only have a tankette with TOW missiles.
"Jeez, vhy 'slow painful death'?" Heinz murmured.
"Jawohl! Loading another HEAT!" Replied the loader.
"Firing!" The gunner yelled again.
*Boom*
Heinz turns his gaze again at the still alive but slightly beaten dragon. Finally the last shell blasted the left wing, leaving a huge hole. The Wiesel 3 returns to the fight and fires a TOW missile at the dragon from a flank, successful hitting the dragon's body, destroying its scales and causing a large deep wound.
"Loading another HEAT!"
"Aim for the right wing!"
"Fire!"
*Boom*
The shell smashes a massive part of the right wing, just like what happen to the other wing, depriving the dragon of its flight ability.
But still, it's not enough.
'How long should ve vaste our time at zis scheißkerl?!'
Then, someone starts talking on his headphones.
"This is Iron Cheetah of RCT 3-1, voo I'm speaking to?"
"This is Lieutenant Colonel Francis of Task Force Dragon Hunters, the top brass told me that RCT-3 is on a dragon slaying quest and requested assistance."
"Ja! About time you show up! Save zee chit-chat for later and let us focus at zee task at hand. Zee AEG wanted to give it a slow death." Heinz replied.
"Solid copy Iron Cheetah, Dragon Hunters out."
A pair of Laser Avengers (A/N: From Command and Conquer Generals: Zero Hour, but in here they fire the standard issue Switzium ammo color, which is blue) moved beside the Tiger while aiming it's laser turrets at the dragon before firing blueish laser beams at the said creature's wings, or rather, what have remained of it.
Just as the Avengers started firing, a couple of Gepard and Tunguska SPAAGs followed suit and began firing their twin Oerlikon autocannons and 2A38M cannons respectively.
Heinz joins in by firing the machine gun at the remaining eye, successfully blinding the dragon.
"Hold fire kameraden, let zee reinforcements have zer turn."
"Jawohl."
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"Damn this dragon, does it have magic resistance?" Matteo cursed as he flew around the said creature finding its weak spot while avoiding its attacks.
"Hey, your name is Matteo, right?" Rory suddenly asked, who is sitting cross-legged on his back.
"How the fuck did you get on my back without knowing it?" The AEG's eyes twitched as he stared at the laughing apostle. "And yeah, that's my name, do you have something to tell me regarding that big fuck?"
"Oohh, what a correct guess. You're right, its weak spot is shared with all types of dragons: the underbelly." Rory answered. "Some dragons have resistance to magic, some don't. This Fire Dragon is one of those which had resistance, except its wings, feet, claws, tail and underbelly." Matteo slapped his head for not realizing the obvious.
"Oh of course, the UNDERBELLY..." He mumbled. "Mind helping with that?"
Rory giggled at him which made the AEG quite uneasy. "Of course."
Matteo nodded before flying down towards the dragon's belly with his war scythe at the ready.
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Heinz stares at the weakened dragon for a moment until someone speaks on his headphones again.
"Heinz! Can you tell those reinforcements to hold their fire? I'm gonna finish it off alongside this... Gothic kid. Just got an idea."
"Hmm, alright zen. Just eliminate it quickly with zis idea of yours..."
"Gotcha."
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The Refugee Convoy
"Hahahaha! Look at that! We can kill that dragon and show our laser weapons to those fucking Imperials!" Aleksei exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear while he and his squadmates watch the weakened fire-breathing monster struggle.
"Can't say no to that Aleksei." Martin replied as he also watched the fight by leaning through the humvee's opened side window until Bane decided to join the conversation with a 'good' idea in mind.
"Too bad we haven't got any of those TR-95 mobile missile launchers used in military parades yet. We haven't used them for like, a decade or so."
"Now that's really overpowered." The Russian replied.
"Oh shut up Aleksei, I haven't even told you what its main armament for this fight." Bane retorted.
"I assume it's a Tomahawk missile with a nuclear warhead so there's no need to tell me that."
"Well, shit then."
"Man you just g-"
"Shut up Frenchie, no-one cares about you."
"Va te faire foutre allemand!"
"A modern army with a mage and a halberd-welding gothic girl against a fantasy creature... Sounds like something from an anime isn't it Itami?" Kurata commented to his superior who took a glance at the fight before looking back at his friend. They were currently on prone on top of a small hill near where they're hiding the refugees.
"Yeah, I agree with you." Itami agreed. "But this dragon is strong in terms of defense as we saw earlier. That's got to b–"
"Ssshh! Look!" Kurata interjected Itami by shaking his shoulder while pointing at the battle.
The two men looked back at the fight before them, seeing the AEG and the apostle of Emroy flew to the bottom of the dragon and...
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"War Godslayer's..."
"Blood Drain!" Matteo roared as he slashed his war scythe enveloped with black and red flames rapidly at the monster's belly, creating a large completely circular wound. Rory also gashed the belly with her halberd.
Once the said weapons pierced and slashed through the dragon's weak flesh, the two ran away as blood, flesh and body organs fall down. The dragon slowly collapses then breathing for the last time. Matteo moved on to cut off the dragon's head while Rory observed the man.
'Hmm, he is very strong for his age and physical appearance.'
Her observation was interrupted when blood started to spurt out from the dragon's neck, she then saw Matteo throwing the head away using his Telekinesis magic.
"Come on, the job here is done. Let's go back to the Tiger." He announced, his wings folds and disappears.
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Few minutes later
Heinz wiped a trickling sweat on his forehead with his arm as the 'dragon slayers' walked towards him.
"Vell, you looked shit again because of all zat blood. Your girlfriend vouldn't like that." Heinz joked, which made Matteo snort before chuckling while Rory jumped onto the Tiger's turret.
"Not without 'bribing' though." Replied the teen with a smile before restoring his field dress' condition using an Arc of Time spell. "Nor without using magic."
"Of course... Vat do I expect from two horny teenage mages..." The German replied with his eyes twitching and a sweatdrop. Matteo ignored the last sentence and pressed a button on the side of his helmet.
"Overlord, this is Rainbow One, hostile dragon eliminated. Requesting transport choppers to take it to the base for the old men at R and D."
"Really?'Old men'?... Anyways, that is a fucking great job Matteo. The choppers are already on the way, you and the RCT3 should RTB now and let the battalion and the securing team finish the rest of the work. We've got another mission for you."
"Solid copy Overlord, Rainbow One out."
Once he replied to the elite general, Matteo took off his helmet and ruffled his hair while leaning on to the tank's side.
"That was a quite an... 'Intense' fight wasn't it?"
Heinz stared at the corpse of dragon before looking back at the speaker.
"Probably because zat ve're caught off guard and zat vee don't have magic and any flying abilities, unlike you. But vee managed to kill it without casualties." Matteo nods his head in agreement and stares at the skies, seeing four machines flying above the horizon and on the orange sky towards their location. It was the transport helicopters escorted by a pair of attack helicopters tasked with the retrieval operation.
"True... I can't wait to take a sip from a glass of wine with my girlfriend back at the base after this fight and just chill as we always do in peacetime." Heinz mutters quietly before giving the dragon's corpse one final look.
"Vell, vat are you waiting for? Get your ass on zee turret and tell zee rest zat zee fight is ofer." Heinz climbed up the tank to issue new orders to the tank crew while Matteo radioed the JSDF and *mixed squad to go back to base along with the rest of the RCT 3 and the anti-air support.
"Oh, by the way. Some dragons have resistance to magic. This one, the fire dragon, is one of those. The priestess told me that."
"Hmm, zat is another info to be relayed on to Davis zen..."
"Get those chains and hooks down boys! We're taking this beast as a trophy to the base!" A soldier joyfully yelled at the radio as several soldiers started connecting the body of the dragon to the hooks.
"Hey hey! Don't forget the head boys!"
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Hours later, Fort Davis, Davis' Office
"Good job taking that monster down Matteo and Heinz, you've done an great job as well as the entire RCT-3," Davis praised as Matteo and Heinz met at his office. The latter had switched from his combat dress to his service dress (excluding cap and cape. His uniform is similar to the WW2 Heer officer uniform but in olive green color).
"Not only that you've killed a nuisance to our future operations, but also taken down the flying terror that these locals are afraid of. And thanks to your efforts, the evacuated villagers from Coda decided to live to their new town we are builiding near the base, under our supervision of course, Matteo creatively named it New Coda Village." He added, being sarcastic at the word 'creative' while shuffling three folders in correct order and gave it to his two right hand men in front of him. The first one is a proposed 'peace treaty' with the Saderan Empire by several high ranking officers of the *United Military Council. It is still subject for modification though. The second folder is just a compilation of reports from all UEMF bases about their situation as well as news back on Earth. And the last one is the plan for the capture of a trading hub, Italica. Davis then layed down an old looking map on his desk.
"Hours before you and your team returned, Jack and I had planned the capture of Italica, which according to our reconnaissance reports, is one of the richest trading hubs of this goddamn empire. It's also near the city of Rondel, the center of magic and home to the most conspicuous and powerful mages to the north-west." Davis pointed at the said city on the map. "If we occupy and capture the town and set up a base there, we can sent in special forces in a much shorter period of time to other important cities until we can organize an offensive towards Rondel to deprive the Saderians of any production of magic weapons and enlistment of wizards and mages into their armies. Besides, we can use Italica as another base of operations for an offensive to the southeast."
"Hmm I see... That's a good plan, Davis." Commented Heinz. "And from what I can see, we're going around the Dumas Mountain Range to get to their capital?"
"Yes, it's like a certain fortification line in France but natural. But the drive to the capital would be the final blow so that'll be in the far future." Davis confirmed. "Thanks for the compliment. What do you expect from an old guard?"
"Having the balls to finally get laid?" Matteo smirked.
"My ass, mind your own life."
"Nah mate, you really need to get laid. You need to enjoy and have fun in your dull eternal life." The AEG replied, taking the three folders and scanning the documents.
"Not gonna happen whatsoever." Davis took off his peaked cap and jacket and hangs it on a nearby coat rack before sitting back on his desk chair.
"Well, let's see about that..." Matteo replied, ending the hideous topic as he returned the documents except for the plan for the capture of Italica which he gave to Heinz. "When will we set out?"
"Day after tomorrow, at exactly 0700 Hours. You deserve that one day rest. RCT-1 that is tasked scouting the north will temporarily take your task of scouting east. Today will be the last day of ground reconnaissance as we'll be having a satellite launched soon. The JSDF unit that is attached to you will be transfered to a bandit hunting task force under the joint command of UEMF and USMP as per your request Matteo. The replacement for them is one section of USMP troopers and two sections of Old Guard soldiers. I'm handing to Heinz the jurisdiction of the town. This replacement comes in with two Sd.Kfz. 251 half-tracks, and a BMP-3F. And also, I have to add a SPAAG to that for this mission just in case of another dragon threat. Lastly, the Wiesel 3 remains. His personal division will be sent in once you're in while the 1st Airborne Laser Company would be in reserve." Davis said casually as he took a sip from his cup of coffee. Heinz stared at him with amusement and raised eyebrows.
"Zoose are not replacements nor backup Davis! Besides, is zis still a reconnaissance force or a small battalion? Why not bring in more panzers and IFVs and turn zis unit into a blitz task force of a mish mash of troops from all branches?" The German questioned sarcastically. Davis simply laid his back on the back of his chair, staring at the ceiling.
"I do, sincerely, apologize, that I'm currently not in the right mood to listen to some jokes. I have received some bad news back from home. First, several Globex terrorists and or supporters harassed the soldiers at Checkpoint Zulu outside the Gate. They were arrested and currently detained by the USMP, but they haven't given up any information yet despite the... Constant 'reminders' and 'disciplinary actions', you know what I'm talking about. Second, our informants in Romania has reported about strange activities by the same anarchists. These activities revolve around robbing hardware stores for tools, harassment of UEMF and USMP forces as well as local police forces, caught carrying prohibited objects, specifically the materials for making improvised explosives and firearms, and creating chaos through hacking and small protests." Davis recalled the report he have received earlier.
"Also did you know where a Tommy go after he got lost in a German minefield?" He asked casually without emotion. "Everywhere."
"Jeeeez man. Never thought you'll become a dark humorist like me!" Matteo laughed while Heinz closed his eyes in resignation. He sat across the AEG while looking at Davis with a peeved expression.
"Sometimes I don't like his personality influencing you." Heinz complained, pointing at the AEG with his thumb. Davis simply shrugged as he emptied the cup.
"What? I can make a joke no matter how dark it is."
"Unless someone complained on the review section." Matteo pointed out. Davis narrowed his eyes and quickly held his hand up.
"Aaanyways... Matteo, your lover wants to meet you at your office. Probably to check if the new walls are soundproof. Lastly, the date and time we're using will be same on earth from now on. Specifically the date and time of Myanmar." Davis pulls out a drag from his breast pocket and lightens it.
"Right right. I guess that's much easier to understand. Anywho, see ya tomorrow mornin' then, eh." The AEG waved at the two commanders without looking as he left the office.
"Don't forget to deal with those anarchists in Romania!" Davis reminded at the leaving officer.
"You didn't have to remind me that, you old fart!" Matteo shouted before closing the door.
After the AEG left them, Davis stared at the window, watching the sunset, which marks the end of an another day. "They'll be at it for hours. Then they'll do that again later at their personal quarters at night." He speculated, tapping the cigar on the ashtray before he turned on the television, switching over to an American news channel.
Heinz recalled, "Kameraden, zey always do zat."
"Oh yeah... Right. Bloody horny teens eh?"
"Oorah."
Davis snorted, "That's what only Russians and US Marines supposed to say, not Germans." Heinz snuck a middle finger at his long-time friend.
"Verpiss dich. Anyways, I'm going to check zee fillage."
"Alright, ask them if they need anymore help."
"Ja ja ja." Heinz is almost on the way out when he remembered something. "Oh, Matteo forgot to inform you about zoose dragons. He said zat zoose monstrosities have magic resistance. Zee weakness are zer underbellies."
"I see. Guess he'll be needing some assistance from non-magic armaments against those beasts then."
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AEG's Office
Matteo's POV
As I entered my office, I saw my girlfriend busy at the computer on her desk. She quickly noticed my presence and motioned me to wait for a little longer at my office's sofa. While she rushed to finish her task, I grabbed a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses from my cabinet, placing them down on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
"Sorry 'bout that!" She said, sheepishly rubbing the back of her head while I open the bottle. "That is just the profile of a new guy in the SAS. Captain Price just recently sent it in."
"I see, I'll check it later." I poured wine on each of our glasses. We both toasted and drank the wine simultaneously.
"So how did the fight went?" Dash asked.
"Fine really, it's more of a nuisance to be honest. No villagers died, we've distracted it very well from those civies." I sipped my wine, looking directly at her. "Underbelly is the weakspot, a child priestess tol–"
"A child priestess?" She looked at me with suspicious narrowed eyes. I quickly held my hands up.
"H-hey! Don't look at me like that! I'm not like that! Who the hell likes lolis for fuck sake?" I nervously exclaimed with my hands waving in defense. She stared at me for a little longer before shrugging.
"Moving on from your dragon quest, let me guess her personality... She's flirty, isn't she?"
"Unfortunately, yes..." I sighed, I can't hardly blame Dash for her possessiveness. "She's the Apostle of Emroy, who is the god of war, violence, you get the idea." Sipping from my wine glass, I gave her a picture of the said apostle. She took it and observed the person in question.
"I managed to capture this on our way back here. The locals held her in high regards. While she might look like an innocent kid, she's dangerous. She has superhuman abilities such as fast movement, possibly even inhuman strength." I paused to take another sip of wine before continuing. "Her affiliation is unknown, but there's a possibility that she's not with the Saderians, seeing that she haven't shown any signs of hostility towards us. She's accompanying the refugees as we speak."
"I see... We'll put her under surveillance then?" I nodded and took the photo back.
"Constant. Surveillance. The last thing we wanted is a hostile immortal warrior which only a few can deal with." I corrected her, putting down my wine glass before leaning towards her.
"Anyw–" As I was about to do the first move Dash quickly captured my lips. She took advantage of her initiative by pressing herself against me... God her breasts, if they're much bigger I would've hard time breathing.
Yes, I have a boob fetish. Most of men have a boob fetish, I believe...
I unbuckled her belt and pulled her pants down and, unsurprisingly, her tight cavern is leaking. But there's one thing I noticed...
"Going commando eh?" I questioned her, who is just about to slid my lubricated member into her wet nether regions.
"Oi oi, don't complain about that! It's not my fault someone just steals and hides them after sex! It's a good thing that no-one enters this room when you're not inside!" She yelled. I grinned proudly, only to irritate her. Another reason why having soundproof walls is very important for my office.
She slowly lowered herself, trying her best not to moan loudly as the entire length enters her. Shuddering, she paused for a moment, which I used to hurriedly unbutton her top clothing and throw it away.
Giving her a nod, she started slowly straddling my cock, whimpering with her hands on my chest. I can see those moderate cerise eyes of hers, filled with love, passion, and lust. Exactly the same of what she sees in my eyes.
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New Coda Village, near south of Fort Davis
"I would like to thank you, on behalf of my people, for protecting us from the Fire Dragon. I apologize if we can't repay you right now." The old man said with a bow. Heinz smiled and nodded as he watched the villagers do their normal life in the new village while UEMF engineers around them continue building new homes and other essential structures.
"Zat is not necessary. It's our duty to help." He replied. "Do you need more help in here?"
"Ah, we can handle ourselves now mister. There's no more need for help from you and your men, we've already owed you a lot." The village chief answered.
"I see." As two men continued to converse, Lelei La Lelena has been eating with the rescued elf girl named Tuka Luna Marceau, Rory Mercury and her master Cato in a nearby newly built tavern. The elf told her that she lost her father to the Fire Dragon as well as their home, then she was rescued by the 'men in green', and that one of them healed her on the way back.
"They healed you? Was it through magic?" Cato questioned in curiosity, Tuka nodded in response.
"Yes, but the magic is... Foreign... I haven't seen any kind of magic similar to what he have used..." Tuka described, which Lelei remembered she have seen earlier albeit for combat purposes.
"Hmm, if that is the case, then there's magic at the other side of the Gate..." Cato concluded as he ate a meal called pasta by the 'Men in Green'. Lelei, however, kept an emotionless face as she thinks about the magic used by one of the otherworldly soldiers, ignoring the daikon meal in front of her. As they ate their meals, they took notice of a small group of 'Men in Green' carrying completely full black sacks passing by.
"Kameraden, vat's in zoose garbage bags?" A man in *black uniform with the USMP armband asked.
"Dragon scales man, quite similar to the side plates for a tank but very small. They've scattered all over the place." One of the 'men in green' responded.
"Ah, still cleaning up? I suppose those are from scout dragons then..."
"Dragon scales? They fetch high prices! Do they not know its value?" Cato wondered, slightly shocked at the disregard of value of the said valuables.
"It is possible, but if we can ask them if we can take those and sell them, we don't have to rely on them anymore." Lelei suggested. "And judging by the location, Italica is the nearest town to sell them."
"Good idea! That way, we'll be more independent!" Tuka exclaimed. "I'll go with you." Tuka looked at Rory to ask her, she agreed simply by smiling. And with that, Lelei went to the soldiers.
"Are those dragon scales?" Lelei asked.
The two men turned to look at the speaker, the USMP officer kneeled down on one knee in front of Lelei.
"Hello young girl. Yes, those are dragon scales, is there anything you need about those?"
"Those dragon scales, they are high-value and can be sold in local markets." Lelei answered.
"Those dragons scales? I don't see the reason why we wouldn't give them to you. But where will you sell them? As of right now, bandits are roaming everywhere, it's dangerous to go out there." The officer replied.
"Italica." The officer widened his eyes.
"Italica? That trading town in the north?" The girl nodded. He turned to one of his men guarding the entrance to the town. "Wait here, I'll ask one of our commanders if they'll allow you to sell those scales."
"Leo! Go fetch ze generalfeldmarschall!"
"Jawohl!" The soldier saluted before he went inside to find the field marshal while the officer waits with Lelei.
"Also you and your men wait here for now." The officer said to the men carrying bags of dragon scales, their leader saluted. He also took the chance to observe the girl.
'A wooden staff? Could this be one of the mages that the refugees are talking about?'
"Herr Krueger! Zee generalfeldmarschall is here!" The trooper annouced as he presented Heinz to his superior. The 'men in green' slash UEMF *regulars stood firm and saluted the man, who returned it quickly.
"Gut. Back to your post, soldat." The feldwebel, now identified as Krueger, ordered before facing the field marshal.
"*Heil ze Kaiser!" The MP unsheathed his sword before raising it with his right hand, to the level of and close to the middle of his face, then raising and pointing forward diagonally. Heinz returned the gesture with his own sword.
"Heil ze Kaiser." Heinz returned casually. The two officers then retracted their actions before giving each other a hand salute. The exchange is watched with curiosity by the locals nearby.
"Generalfeldmarschall, one of the refugees said that those dragon scales can be sold in markets." The feldwebel explained while pointing at Lelei who told him the information then at the soldiers with garbage bags. "She said that one of these markets are in Italica."
Heinz looked at Lelei, remembering her from the evacuation of Coda Villlage. "Oh, I see. I'll ask Davis and Matteo if they'll allow this. Good work feldwebel. Call the HQ for transport."
"Jawohl, herr generalfeldmarschall!" The feldwebel saluted before he went to the USMP outpost built near the new town. Heinz turned his attention to Lelei.
"You're one of the mages, correct?" He asked in the local language.
"Yes, the other one is my master. You've met us earlier during the evacuation." Lelei answered.
"Can you bring him here? Both of you will go to our base for questions regarding magic." Lelei simply nodded and went back to the tavern while Heinz waited for the vehicle that will take them to Fort Davis.
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An hour later, in the AEG's office
"The fuck? We're babysitting civs? For what?" Matteo questioned calmly on his wireless earphone while thrusting into his lover, who is surprisingly just as foul-mouthed as her boyfriend, slurring in a raspy voice while holding onto the sides of the desk.
"F-fuck sake idiot! Can't you just focus on me?!" The AEG squeezed one of her sizeable busts to silence her, making her mewl in response but still maintaining an irritated snare.
"Ahh, they're going with us to trade those scales at Italica? What's Davis' opinion?" Dash lifted herself up from the desk to close the distance between her and Matteo, turning the position into a stand and carry. The man noticed this and held her from the back while still pushing into her.
"Hmm, I see. Alright then, tell whoever those refugees to prepare, and also bring every dragon scale that have been collected. Guess we'll have to add another vehicle to our unit." Matteo immediately threw the earpiece at the sofa.
"Don– Ah shit!.. C-chit-chatting, asshole?" She swore softly underneath her shaky pants at his ear while holding on to his back and neck tightly. To pester him, she pressed her fingernails into his skin which makes her man quietly hiss in pain.
"And ready to get back to making... Pleasure business." Came his answer, holding a firm grip on her rear as he rammed his manhood into her labia quickly, filling the room with loud moans and soft grunts as the two horny lovebirds continue their (almost daily) intercourse.
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Two days later, in the Aria Highway, 0623 Hours, enroute to Italica
Onboard the BMP-3F, an Old Guard officer starts to doze off when the USMP officer beside him nudged his shoulder.
"Kameraden, you might get tazed if you sleep." Müller said to his longtime friend, Linus.
Unterfeldwebel Linus Albert and Oberst Friedrich Müller may look, to an outsider, just normal acquaintances due to their quiet, reserved, calm and sometimes emotionless demeanor, a few of the traits found strangely common among officers in the USMP, but they were not. Both have entered the same high school and college which formed a bond akin to two brothers, both joined the Old Guard and the USMP respectively during the UEMF-Anarcho in early 2000s. They participated in the pacification of remaining Globex forces in Russia, suppression of protests by the political radicals and enemies throughout Central Europe and eventually in the monarchist coup d'état against the government in Germany.
Despite the USMP being not entirely a military force, it still uses military ranks, uniforms, certain firearms and vehicles. After all, what is the purpose of having a military police slash secret police?
None other than to strike fear to the enemies of the state and of the people, in the case of internal affairs. In the case of UEMF; they kept soldiers disciplined down to their core.
"Yes yes, I know. Sorry about that. Had an all-nighter with the exercises." Linus replied, taking a bite from an energy bar. "Anyways, what were we talking about again?"
"Right. We're talking about that time when you were carrying two of our troopers who were having a stomachache for eating too much during a birthday party of a random family. Somehow they got themselves invited into the party." Müller reminisced, slightly laughing at the memory.
"The brass wasn't happy when he heard about it, so he told the two troopers to help in body disposal as punishment." Linus chuckled in response.
"Guess they have it coming." Linus stated. Müller nodded in agreement.
"Aye."
"Sergeant Müller! Wanna hear a joke?"
"Shoot."
"Mark visits his grandmother one day. He came to the door and said, 'Knock knock!' 'Who's there?' Came his grandmother's reply. 'It's Mark!' He answered. 'Mark who?' Mark cried at her reply, realizing that his grandmother's Alzheimer's disease had worsen to the point she can't remember him." Some laughed, some didn't, and some simply stared at their comrade, pretending to be horrified. Müller smiled at his men.
"Mate I believe your mental health needs to be checked again. That joke made me completely uneasy." A trooper responded with a mock concerned face.
"Yeah, it is dangerous for a mentally ill personnel to be on duty." Müller agreed with a chuckle.
"Jeez man, the entire fucking organization is filled with dark humorists." Another trooper snickered.
"You can thank our head chief for that. After all, he's the best comedian in the world." Linus mentioned, and the entire USMP section laughed. They can't really blame the AEG for being a charismatic yet a controversial figure at the same time.
Tiger Tank
"So after we secured the town, the count will return?" Heinz asked.
"Yep, we can't let his only child to rule it for so long." Matteo answered. "That'll be anarchy, which means more problems and hindrance for us."
"Right. What about the knights in there?"
"We're just gonna simply force them out. The princess isn't really a bargaining chip considering her background. I doubt her father will chose her as the heir to the throne." Matteo replied. "And considering my deal with the count as well as the friendly connection between House of Formal and the princess. We're not gonna capture her. We'll simply spare her."
Heinz narrowed his eyes at Matteo, but the AEG doesn't seem to notice it.
'You better not womanize with the princess...'
"But hey, at least we're doing something instead of basically sitting at the base, busy dealing with all the paperwork."
"Said someone voo is streaming fideo games... Spreading German bias on a certain Gaijin game..." Heinz mumbled sarcastically. Matteo shrugged, muttering something. Dash interrupted their conversation by snapping her fingers at them.
"Is that smoke coming from Italica?" Dash asked, pointing at the location of the said town.
"Shit, it is definitely from there." Matteo confirmed. "We better hurry the fuck up then before those rogue Allied soldiers ransack it." He said at Heinz, who nodded and ordered the driver to drive faster.
"This is Rainbow One to all RCT-3 units, Italica is under attack from bandit forces. Stay alert and prepare for combat." He proclaimed as the vehicles rushed to the town.
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Few minutes later, Italica, Southern Gate
"Could those be the 'Men in Green', your highness?"
"We don't know... But that is plausible, Hamilton." Princess Pina Co Lada, third-in-line to the throne of Saderan Empire, concluded to one of her knights, Hamilton Uno Ror, as she observes an 'iron elephant' through a small rectangular slid on the wooden gate. "Norma! Give them a warning!"
The male knight named Norma Co Igloo obeyed and yelled at the 'horseless carriages' outside of the gate.
"If these are indeed the 'Men in Green' of U-e-em-f who have slain the Fire Dragon and defeated our legions at Alnus, they must have noticed the importance of Italica." Grey Co Aldo observed. He is a middle aged man and one of the veterans and mentors of the Rose Knights. Pina sighed, before closing the slid.
"May Emroy have mercy on us..."
"Who are you? Identify yourselves!"
The three officers on the Tiger tank simply stared at the knight on the town wall beside the left ballista. Matteo took notice of the knight's armor, remembering something he was told in the past.
"Damn, what a nice warm welcome they gave to us. " Matteo commented, requiping a megaphone. He clears his throat before speaking.
"This is the UEMF! We demand safe entrance to the town! Refusal would result in deadly force!"
After the AEG gave the demand, Heinz ordered his tank crews to load a shell into the gun and aim it towards the wooden gate.
"Zey better not engage us..." The generalfeldmarschall muttered, readying the mounted MG42 to be fired in case the militiamen on the walls do something stupid.
"They better be..." Matteo pressed the earpiece on his right ear. "This is Rainbow One to all RCT-3 units, hold your fire, 3-1 will handle this."
He then raised the megaphone again for another demand, clearing his throat before speaking, "At the count of five, the gate must be opened to us!"
Pina widened her eyes at the name. It sent shivers to everyone at the Southern Gate
"Y-your highness!... What are your orders?!" Hamilton exclaimed.
"Five!"
Pine quickly contemplate her current options. Time is of essence until this UEMF will cut them down and reduce the town to rubble and ashes. The problems she encountered are: One, it is rumored that the 'Men in Green' are powerful mages capable of fighting from afar and experts in explosive magic. Two, this UEMF had flying 'iron birds', 'horseless carriages' and 'iron elephants' that can move without horses, which the Empire does not have. And three, the said 'Men in Green' are at the doorstep of Italica which is currently under siege by former Allied soldiers.
"Four!"
"Princess, you must do something, and fast." Grey pressured her. The militiamen are getting anxious, holding their weapons tightly, both proper and makeshift.
"Yes yes I know Grey, I'm thinking!"
Fighting the 'Men in Green' will only result in their quick defeat and occupation of Italica. Surrendering would also do the same.
"Three!"
But...
'If they would accept a temporary truce... We can hold out against the bandits for much longer until Bozes and others arrive tomorrow...'
Making up her mind, she ordered, "Open the gate!"
The guards near the gate looked at her surprised. Hamilton spoke to protest the decision.
"B-but prin–" Pina held up her hand at Hamilton.
"We must persuade them to help us with the bandits. We can't fight this U-e-em-f, at least for now." Pina explained. Grey nodded in agreement, understanding the princess' reasoning.
"I see, your highness. We must pray that they would agree to our prop–"
"Die heretics!" Two men operating the ballista on their left fired an arrow at the three figures on the 'iron elephant'. Their comrades quickly restrained them to prevent another arrow being fired.
Pina froze on her current spot wide-eyed as her plan is now ruined. Grey sighed and placed his hand on the princess' shoulder. He can't really blame the guards for going berserk.
"Your majesty, it is better if we retreat to the barricades."
"Y-yes Grey." Pina sighed exasperatedly, silently cursing the Italican guards as she followed Grey to their makeshift defenses.
"Welp, guess we're using force then." Matteo nodded at Heinz while holding the launched large arrow in midair using Telekinesis Magic.
"Gunner, fire at zee right ballista!" Heinz ordered. The turret turns to the right and fires a shell at the said target.
*Boom*
The field marshal subsequently fired the machine gun at the guardsmen on the wall, killing a few. While Heinz is busy with the MG42, Matteo contacted the USMP troopers as he jumped off the tank with Dash.
"Oberst Müller, dismount your men and follow me." Throwing the arrow aside, he went to meet up with the troopers.
The unfortunate guards near the right ballista were annihilated by the tank shell along with the ballista itself. Those who didn't die from the cannon were either killed by machine gun fire or alive taking cover.
Pina looked over from the rudimentary barricade they have set up days ago. She can see several dead bodies hanging from the wall and laying on the ground with conditions varying from being riddled with bullets to body parts missing. Fortunately, Norma is safe, as he is positioned on the left side of the gate. Another plus is they did not destroy the other ballista.
"Good heavens..." Hamilton gasped as she observed the bloodbath.
"So that was the power of the 'Men in Green'." Grey grimly remarked. The said 'Men in Green' shouted beyond the wall.
"I'm going to give you another warning; open up or we'll use force again!"
Pina widened her eyes. Seems like there is still hope for her plan. Grey noticed the princess' sudden change of emotion and asked, "Same order, your highness?"
"Yes Grey, open the gate." Came her reply. Grey nodded and went to relay the order to the remaining guards with Pina and Hamilton following behind him.
As the gate opens, Matteo entered with Dash and Müller beside him and eight USMP troopers on their sides on a diagonal direction, creating a V formation. Most troopers are armed with FN Fals and Mossberg 590s except for two who were armed with ballistic shields and handguns and one being armed with a flamethrower.
With tensions high in the air as the result of their retaliation, he can't really blame if the town guards and militiamen were afraid of them; keeping as much distance as possible, but still surrounding them. Matteo noticed three individuals that stood out from the group. These were indeed the Rose Knights the count mentioned during his interrogation. One of those three stood out even further; it was the Imperial Princess.
Breaking the uneasy silence, Matteo coughs and calmly asks while crossed arms, "Who's in charge in here?" Pretending to be naive about the identity and presence of the princess.
One of the knights, a brown-haired girl charged at him with her hand on her sword's hilt while her two companions tried to stop her.
"Impudent fools! Show respect t–" She was cut off by the sounds of guns being aimed at her, although what completely surprised her was the sudden appearance of a curved and slender sword just a few centimeters from her neck. She looked at the 'Man in Green' whom she noticed was one she was aiming for.
"H-how? Y-you were far away..." Hamilton stammered, letting go of her grip on her sword.
"Surprised?" Matteo rose his eyebrows at her before looking over at her two comrades walking towards them.
"Hamilton! What are you doing?!" Pina shouted angrily. Matteo pulled his katana away from the knight and put it back to its sheath. Hamilton breathed a sign of relief before turning around to face Pina.
"I-I'm sorry your highness..."
"You almost cost us our lives!"
While Pina continued to scold Hamilton with Grey trying to calm her, Matteo watched the scene when Dash walked up to him and whispered, "Guess she didn't expected someone teleporting."
Matteo looked at her with a chuckle. "Aye love, good thing I did it instead of you. She'll die of a heart attack that's for sure." He then received a slap to his head. While Hamilton bowed her head in shame, Pina turned to face him.
"I'm sorry for the actions of my fellow knight as well as for the incident earlier. I'm Princess Pina Co Lada. I'm in charge of this town."
"Ah, it's nothing your highness."
Pina rose her eyebrows at the respect given by their enemy.
"I presume the guards attacked by themselves?" Pina nodded.
"Yes, I didn't gave any order to attack you."
"I see. I'm sorry for the losses we've caused." Matteo looked back at the gate. "Just a question princess, what are those dead bodies and weapons outside of the town wall?" He asked, pretending to know nothing about bandits. Pina remembered the battle happened last night.
"Bandits, former Imperial and Allied soldiers. They've been laying siege to Italica for days."
"I see... Despite we're at war with each other, we will help you with your bandit problem." Pina widened her eyes. Seems like the 'Men in Green' are going to help them voluntarily. Guess she won't be asking them. "We can talk more about it on a much better place."
"I-I see... Very well, the countess' mansion isn't far from here. You will also meet the local countess to be informed about your presence."
"Alrighty, lead the way your highness." Matteo replied before turning back to his men.
"Stand down, we're good to go." With their weapons lowered, any tension left were extinguished, the locals can finally breathe freely and went on to continue their daily life. Matteo motioned to Müller to come closer. "Tell the civs that they can sell their stuff after dealing with the bandits while I borrow your men, okay?." The USMP officer nodded and went out. Matteo meanwhile contacted the field marshal as he followed the princess and her small entourage.
"Heinz! Get in. You remember the path to the count's mansion right?"
"Ja ja, I don't have Alzheimer's Disease." The Tiger emerges from the outside, surprising the town guards and civilians alike, followed by the rest of RCT-3. Pina halted to stare in awe at the 'horseless iron carriages'.
"Your highness?"
"U-um yes, I'm sorry Grey."
Slightly far behind the three, the rainbow-haired couple were conversing rather differently; Matteo is carrying Dash who is riding on his shoulders. This caught the attention of several locals they passed by.
"I wonder how this mansion looks like upfront..."
"We'll see it soon enough." Matteo pressed his earpiece. "Overlord this is Rainbow One, we're in Italica. The town is having a bandit problem and we're going to help the locals out."
"Good! The 1st Panzer Division Heinz Guderian will be sent in to reinforce with USMP attachment, good thing I remembered that last one. The laser paratroops will be in reserve. The count will be there once the bandit threat is eliminated." Davis joyfully replied.
"Copied it all, Rainbow One out."
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I apologize again for not updating this fic. Although, I've made small changes across all chapters over time as I slowly write this chapter.
I apologize as well for aalll the misspelled words... But I actually didn't know that I spelt Lelei's name wrong in the past two(?) chapters, whereas I spelt her name in this chapter correctly before y'all started pointing it out after I've updated the timeline.
Anywho, I'll also start adding omake content that can either be within a chapter like this or having its own chapter. One is already in the works (posted after this chapter) and more will come.
Other content that will also be added are related to my OCs, the alt history, etc.
I will also change the chapters regarding the Battle of Ginza and the battles at Alnus Hill.
ETA? I don't know, but please stay safe.
Next chapter: The Defense of Italica.
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Glossary
Regulars - Term for the UEMF soldiers to differentiate them from the USMP troopers.
Black uniform - Based upon the uniform of WW2 Heer officer uniform, but in black... While that might think you of that accursed, vile organization of mad men, it was only used for psychological warfare in conjunction with its eastern counterpart as part of UEMF's military doctrine of Total Annihilation where the psychological warfare is viewed as an essential technique to ensure victory. I'll explain the doctrine in a future chapter.
The usage of these uniforms is absolutely optional and only issued to specific officers (black uniform for Germans and dark olive green uniform for Russians). The normal officer uniform of the USMP is based upon the khaki service dress of British officers (widely used in WW1 but rarely used in WW2 until today), but of course, colored in black.
Heil the Kaiser - A purely symbolic verbal and physical salute between German officers regardless of whether you're in the USMP, Imperial German Armed Forces or the Old Guard. It is given once; after which the military's respective salute is given.
Mixed squad - These were made in very small numbers as part of a cultural exchange program as to see if there will be problems encountered in a multinational unit. Currently, the program is focused in the army. The soldiers part of the program were chosen randomly, hence the large differences in ranks.
Military High Council - The UEMF wing of the High Council. This wing are made of representatives of nations whose militaries joined the UEMF, both under direct UEMF control or not. The High Council meanwhile is comprised of nations not under nor completely aligned with the UEMF (majority of them are Central South American, Asian, Middle Eastern and African nations) as well as civilian representatives of nations whose military joined the UEMF that are not overthrown.