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You are Colonel ELISA HESSLER, a proud Panzer witch of the German armed forces!

It felt good to back in Europe. Back where it wasn't so hot and humid, and where your fellow witches spoke the same native language as you and didn't have so many silly customs. It was a refreshing change of pace to be back home.

However, things were far busier here than they ever were in Asia. The moment you stepped off the transport plane, you were immediately rushed off to the frontline near the Polish border. You never even got a chance to say hello to your grandfather, much less the rest of your family, to let the know you were back in Europe.

Well, that was war, you suppose. At least you had Elsa with you to keep you sane.

However, your commanding officer's voice snaps you back to attention.

"Is that clear, Colonel Hessler?" General Manfred Rommel asks softly but sternly.

"My apologies, General, I was distracted." You droop your head in guilt. "I'm afraid I didn't catch any of that at all."

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"That is conduct unbecoming of an officer of your rank and stature." Rommel sighs. "But, in light of your recent arrival and the injuries you had suffered, I am willing to overlook it."

"Thank you, General."

"Now, again." Rommel points to the map, where a number of German and Polish units were shown built up at Poland's original border. "NATO high command has finally given the green light for us to invade East Poland."

"I don't see many allied units in the offensive." You remark. "Where are the Americans and French?"


"Unfortunately, due to 'political' reasons, our western neighbors are reluctant to commit forces to this offensive." Rommel shakes his head. "They are content to sit behind the border and let Stalin lick his wounds, and hope that he's willing to negotiate."

"Preposterous. A man like Stalin would never capitulate." You snort.

"Exactly what me and my Polish peers have said." Rommel rolls his eyes. The Americans and French will give us limited support, but only as long as we stay within Poland's pre-Martian War borders."

"So, stay within East Poland. Simple enough." You nod.

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>>38255488
Right before the Martian War, Poland had the misfortune of being simultaneously invaded by both Germany and Russia. After the Martians attacked, Poland became a key player in the defense of Europe. As measure of thanks, Germany returned the lands it had taken from Poland in the initial invasion. However, Russia, despite previous promises, held on to the parts of Eastern Poland it had invaded and used it to form the satellite states of Lithuania and Belarus, which the Polish still called East Poland. Poland had never forgiven the Russians for this thievery, and now was a prime opportunity to get take back what they had lost.

And Germany was all too eager to help them.

"Well then what kind of support can we expect?" You ask.

"We have a few options, but they'll have to be spread out across our panzer divisions, so unfortunately you'll only be able to pick one support unit." Rommel says and hands you a folder. "Have a look."

You look at what you have. First up was a small platoon of experimental Abrams tanks, designated CATTBs. They were small in number, but you're told that they are very advanced, possibly even moreso than your Leopard 2s. Second was an Apache gunship squadron, which could provide devastating air support, but were an extremely fragile asset. Third was an American artillery battery consisting of howitzers and MRLS. Lots of long range firepower, but that meant less boots on the ground. Finally, there was company of French armor, consisting of AMX-40s and Leclercs. Good tanks, but their armor tended to be thinner than what you were comfortable with.

"What sort of resistance can we expect?" You ask.

"Practically anything the Russians can throw at us." Rommel says. "Our scouts have confirmed dug in infantry positions, T-72s and T-80s, as well as shilkas and tunguskas."

Hm, that was a pretty well mixed force. You would you have to choose your support carefully.

>CATTB Platoon
>Apache Squadron
>Artillery Battery
>French Tank Company
>Other
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>>38255519
>CATTB Platoon
return clay
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>>38255519
>>CATTB Platoon
talking about tonks....
Maus when?
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>>38255519
>>Artillery Battery
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>>38255620
never
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>>38255519
>>CATTB Platoon
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>>38255519
>Apache Squadron
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>>38255519
>>Apache Squadron

No, not rotary vehicles. Native Americans represent!

Not really, but it'd be cool as fuck
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>>38255785
Native witches would be fuuun
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>>38255785
Apache's native charging together with Gurkhas.

The reds would set new benchmark for 'fear'.
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I wonder if we'll see BMP-3s?
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>>38255785
I didn't realize I wanted this, but that sounds awesome
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>>38255785
why do I want this?
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>>38255850
I had might as well post the other image from this set too.
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>>38255519
>French Tank Company
I want Jean-Luc.
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>>38255519
>>CATTB Platoon
CATTB CATTB CATTB
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>>38255878
>>38255858
>>38255795
>>38255817

Cute brown witches Scything Down opposition with magically empowered tomahawks and knives, skill, and inherited knowledge about the lay of the land.
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>>38255519
>CATTB Platoon
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>>38255519
>CATTB Platoon
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>>38255950
you forgot bows!
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>>38255950
Jack Churchill would make a deal with hell and heaven just to participate once in that charge.
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>>38255950
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>>38255919

Well if this story on concurrent with the events of '89, unfortunately Jean Luc is probably still at that awards ceremony.
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Well, as any proud Panzer commander, how could you NOT choose the biggest and best tanks for the job?

"I believe these CATTB tanks will fit in nicely with our formation." You say. "The Americans showed some impressive fighting spirit in Asia, so I expect them to perform admirably here."

"If that is your choice." Rommel nods. "I know this is short notice, but the offensive is scheduled to begin tomorrow morning. I suggest you use that time to get caught up with your unit and your objectives."

"Jawohl." You nod and salute.

"Good. Dismissed." Rommel returns the salute and returns to his work.

You quickly and curtly make your exit, wondering what you should do next.

>Go check up on Elsa.
>Go see if you can find this CATTB unit.
>Go catch up with your unit.
>Other
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>>38256067
>Go see if you can find this CATTB unit.
go check out the americans
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>>38256067
>>Go see if you can find this CATTB unit.
Check our ally.
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>>38256067
>>Go check up on Elsa.
Hopefully she hasn't gotten into trouble.

>>38256013
Gorramit. I guess the Thundercats are go.
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>>38256067
>>Go see if you can find this CATTB unit.
WINTERGRATE
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>>38256067
>Go see if you can find this CATTB unit.
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>>38256067

Stupid Question but these CATTB tanks aren't Jake's unit are they?
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>>38256218
Jake had regular abrams
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>>38256218
I hope they are.
>>38256230
I don't think they are normal tanks anymore.
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>>38256067
>Go see if you can find this CATTB unit.

Clay reclamation a go
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>>38256230

Thought so, but I figured it was worth a shot.
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>>38256230
Not anymore he doesn't
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>>38256067
>Go see if you can find this CATTB unit.
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>>38256230
He's got his supertanks now, but Bitchmann hasn't been letting him do anything interesting with them.
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>>38256308

Well to be fair it's hard for Jake to do anything since TW hasn't updated in awhile.
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>>38256308
Because IIRC last Tonk Witches is still on Berlin.
And since we are pushing to Poland now, we should be around.
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tank witches is dead I think
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>>38256067
You decide to check out these CATTB tanks first. You wanted to at least get an idea of their capabilities before sending them into combat. You quickly check your map of the staging area, and determine where the Americans have set up camp.

"Elissaaaaaa!" Elsa tackle hugs you from behind. You're barely even phased, having grown accustomed to Elsa's odd way of greeting.

"Elsa, what have I told you about doing this in public?" You sigh.

"Awwww, but that's no fun!" Elsa grins as as she playfully gropes one of your breasts, just to annoy you. "You can't be tightlaced all the time!"

"I beg to differ." You grunt as you slip out of Elsa's hold. "Don't you have anything better to do than stalk me all day?"

"Ah, well, I was actually on my way to the firing range. Heard they were training a bunch of resistance fighters who wanted to join up with the army!" Elsa winks. "Was hoping I'd see a familiar face there!"

And before you could even ask her what she meant, Elsa was gone, a dust trail left where she used to be. That girl just had too much energy.

You continue on and finally reach your destination when you see a quartet of four blocky tanks. They somewhat resembled Abrams, or at least the chassis did, but the turret looked to be completely new. In addition, you noticed the barrel was larger than the standard 120mm that both the Abrams and Leopard 2 used. You guessed that it had to be about 140mm.

"Can I help you?"

You turn to see a dark haired American witch, a tool bag slung over her shoulder. She eyes you warily.

"Ah, I'm Colonel Hessler, commander of the Silver Tigers." You say. "I believe we'll be fighting together tomorrow morning."

"Ah, that makes sense." The witch nods. "Captain Cho, of the Thundercats."

>Ask her about their battle record.
>Ask her about the CATTBs.
>Perhaps you should see what Elsa is up to now.
>Other
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>>38256497
>>Ask her about their battle record.
>>Ask her about the CATTBs.
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>>38256497
>>Ask her about the CATTBs.
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>>38256497
>>Ask her about the CATTBs.
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>>38256497
>Ask her about their battle record.
>Ask her about the CATTBs.
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>>38256488
I wonder at this point if Mous just said fuck it and gave Merc and Ghost the greenlight to take the Central Europe ground theatre out of stasis.
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>>38256581
or at least gives us writefagging if he can't secure time for a quest session.
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>>38256497
>Perhaps you should see what Elsa is up to now
Make sure she's not stalking some pokr soul
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"Thundercats"?

Okay besides the very obvious, is this supposed to be a reference?
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>>38256609
I'll just headcanon that Jake and co are still in Berlin after Whittmann had their unit pulled off the front and into reserves so that her precious witches never get hurt.

If you are in Berlin at the dead of night and listen closely you can hear Jake's groans of boredom clear as day.
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>>38256735
That wouldn't do since if that happen, either:
a.Jake makes a repeated plead to his USA commander to be transferred
b.Jake pulling Kelly Heroes somewhere with Soviet gold.
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>>38256656
THUNDERCATS, HOOOOOOOOOOO!
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>>38256787
>b.Jake pulling Kelly Heroes somewhere with Soviet gold.

I like it. Wouldn't that just be vodka though?
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>Ask her about the CATTBs.

>You guessed that it had to be about 140mm.

Oh baby.
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>>38256787
Or, follow Rommel's advice, and

c.In the absence of orders, go find something and kill it.
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>>38256833
As much as soviet love vodka, they realize the 'liberated' citizens of Germany didn't love vodka as much as them.
hence, golds.
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Or Jake gets sent to take out a Soviet sub base, just like that mission in World in Conflict.

http://worldinconflict.wikia.com/wiki/Raid_on_Severomorsk
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>>38256946
Wish that had a picture so I could remember it better but I think I do recall that mission. I need to replay that game sometime.
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>>38256497
>[x] Other. Draw your sidearm and fire it into the air.
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>>38257231
We aren't playing Young at the moment.
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>>38256497
"So, what exactly are these CATTB tanks?" You ask, pointing the aforementioned vehicles. "What makes them so special?"

"Well." Captain Cho puffs up with pride. "The CATTBs are basically testbeds for a lot of experimental technologies that Army is planning to implement in the entire Abrams fleet. Some of the basic features are the 140mm cannon for extra stopping power. It also has an autoloader installed for more efficient fire rate. For protection, it has a combination of composite armor, ERA panels, and an active protection system."

"Active protection system?" You raise an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"A special system mounted on top of the turret." Cho points to a small, blocky device mounted on the top of the CAATBs. "It detects an incoming projectile like an RPG or ATGM, and it automatically launches a small kinetic projectile to intercept it. Pretty high tech stuff."

Oh... oh my. You had to admit you'd like to see that sort of technology on your Leopards. You had to fight the urge to feel jealous.

"Sounds impressive. I hope your battle record matches up with the specs?" You ask.

"We've been fighting in these things ever since Berlin. Taken out over twenty five tanks and fifty various armored vehicles with zero combat losses." Cho says. "Granted, the most advanced tank we've faced up till now have been T-72s, but I'm confident we can stand our own against the T-80s."

"Interesting." You nod.

"So do you have an idea of where you want us on the line tomorrow?" She asks.

>Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s.
>In the back. I'm still not sure how your tanks will perform.
>I need to think on this.
>Other
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>>38257344
>Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s.
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>>38257344

>Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s

Tonk CIWS definitely a go
Something something STOPPAN POWER?
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>>38257344
>>I need to think on this.
"There are many possibilities, i need to reach my inner Guderian..."
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>>38257344
>I need to think on this.
but probably up front
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>>38257344
>Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s.
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>>38257344
>Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s.
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>>38257344
>>Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s.
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>>38257344
>>Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s.
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>>38257344
"Up front. If what you say is true, you'll be a lot tougher than our Leopard 2s." You say.

"Wouldn't have it any other way." Cho grins. "We'll be ready and we won't disappoint."

"That's all I expect." You nod as you salute. "Until tomorrow, then."

You leave as Cho continues on to assist the maintenance of her tanks. Meanwhile, you wonder what to do next. It was starting to get dark, meaning you were having less and less time to operate on.

>Better make sure Elsa isn't getting herself in trouble.
>Better square away things with your unit.
>Better get some rest while you can.
>Other
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>>38257686
>Better square away things with your unit.
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>>38257686
>Better make sure Elsa isn't getting herself in trouble.
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>>38257686
>>Better square away things with your unit.
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>>38257686
>Better square away things with your unit.
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>>38257686
>Better make sure Elsa isn't getting herself in trouble.
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>>38257686
>>Better square away things with your unit.
Give Aleks enough time to roll a 20 against Elsa's 1, if you know what I mean.
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>>38257686
>>Better square away things with your unit.
OONIT TIEM

Elsa's probably fine. Or Screwing the Polish kid. Same thing really.
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>>38257686
>>Better make sure Elsa isn't getting herself in trouble.
Like trying to make contact with certain Polish resistance member...
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>>38257836
"Make Contact"
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>>38257870
Oh yeah, sorry. It should be written as 'making contact', right?
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>>38257895
He was being facetious
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Working however slowly on wedding dresses in between cramming for midterms.

Expect art Soon (tm).
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>>38257895
>Making out via full body contact.
Corrected.
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>>38257963
Er, I forgot, any poses on there you guys like more than others? I'm still trying to settle in on one or two.

Feel free to post examples of what you'd like to see.
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>>38257989
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>>38258092
AWAKEN MY MASTERS
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>>38258092
You're the best anon.
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>>38257870
Ah yes. Make contact.
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>>38257989
>>38258092
>>38258124
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>>38257686
>>Better square away things with your unit
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>>38258218
>Aiya intensifies
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>>38258216
Is resistance's weapon inspection and maintenance come with it?
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>>38258317
yes
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>>38257686
You head to your unit barracks. It had been far too long since you've seen your unit. After the horrors of having to train a bunch of Korean trainees who had no idea what they were doing, it was nice to be able to sit at the helm of an elite, well organized unit.

The moment you step in, every Silver Tiger, regardless of what they were doing, immediately snaps to attention. Each one straight as a rail, their eyes staring up at the ceiling. Looks like they haven't lost their edge in you absence. Good.

"It's nice to see you, Colonel." Your second in command, Helene, walks up and salutes. "You've been away far too long."

"And here I was thinking you'd be enjoying running the Silver Tigers in my place." You smirk.

"Oh, I'd never think of stealing the unit from you!" Helene chortles.

"So you say." You laugh lightly and turn to the rest of your witches. "At ease."

Immediately, you're swarmed by dozens of your witches as they all close in to welcome your return, and you're bombarded with a flurry of questions about what Asia was like, how badly you were hurt, or whether you found an exotic Japanese boyfriend...

"That's ENOUGH." Helen barks, scattering your witches like a wolf chasing sheep. "We have a big mission tomorrow, so I expect you all to get some rest!"

And just like that, the rec room was eerily silent, with just you and your XO present.

"Your powers of crowd control never cease to amaze me, Helene." You smile. "Now if only those methods would work on Elsa..."

"Ach, she's an unstoppable force. No sense in trying." Helen laughs. "Now, to business?"

"To business." You nod.

(cont)
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>>38258317
You have to make sure he's giving his weapon regular maintenance. It'll be a learning experience for everyone involved.
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>>38258407
Helene then rolls out a map on the table, similar to the one Rommel showed you. It marked out the Polish border, along with the positions of all NATO units and suspected positions and strengths of Russian units.

"Now, the General has indicted that our objective will be a clear to path to Minks." Helen points to the map.

Hm, that made sense. Minsk was not only the capital of Belarus, but the literal crossroads of the country. Minsk was located at the exact center of the country, and all of the major roads led to it. It was the perfect strategic location to hold if you wanted to take Belarus.

"Now, the most direct path would be a thunder run down the highway." Helen points to one of the aforementioned major roads. "We roll over the defenses and open a hole in the lines for the Panzergrenadiers to exploit. If all goes well we'll be inside Minsk by the end of the day."

"With an overextended supply line and very large, very exposed flanks." You grumble. "We could try a general push along the whole front. Break holes in the lines and then roll it up. They'll probably be heavily relying on conscripts and local Belarusian soldiers. Their morale will break easily."

"That will take time, though." Helen points out. "Time for them to fall back and set up a new defense line. And how about those Americans? Can we really rely on them to carry the attack?"

"More than we can rely on Wittman, that's for sure." You roll your eyes.

"True." Helene chuckles. "But we need to pick a plan of attack."

>We'll go on a thunder run straight to Minsk.
>We'll go on a full attack and smash their defense line.
>Other
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>>38258436
>>We'll go on a thunder run straight to Minsk.
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>>38258436
>We'll go on a full attack and smash their defense line.
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>>38258436
>We'll go on a thunder run straight to Minsk.
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>>38258436
>More than we can rely on Wittman
MARRY ME HESSLER
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>>38258436
>We'll go on a full attack and smash their defense line.
Don't overextend.

>And how about those Americans? Can we really rely on them to carry the attack?"
>"More than we can rely on Wittman, that's for sure."
Shots fired.
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>>38258436
>>We'll go on a thunder run straight to Minsk.

>"More than we can rely on Wittman, that's for sure."
Burn.
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>>38258436
>We'll go on a thunder run straight to Minsk.
BLITZKRIEG!
>"More than we can rely on Wittman, that's for sure."
Sabots fired!
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>>38258436
>>We'll go on a full attack and smash their defense line.
LET NONE STAND AGAINST US
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>>38258436
>We'll go on a thunder run straight to Minsk.

Also
>"More than we can rely on Wittman, that's for sure." You roll your eyes.

Thank you Hessler and thank you Merc
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>>38258513
Back off she's mine
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>>38258704
HESSLER IS MAI WAIFU

WITTMAN A SHIT
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>>38258758
I will fucking fight you, nerd
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Who's Wittmen again, It's been awhile.

Also Hessler is hot.
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>>38258436
>>We'll go on a thunder run straight to Minsk.

>>38258513
>>38258704
>>38258758
>>38258783
You can have your Hessler. I just want Helene to control my crowd.
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>>38258814
Dumbass from Tank Witches 89
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>>38258814
Wittman was the witch giving jake a hard time in tw89
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>>38258436
>"More than we can rely on Wittman, that's for sure."

Somewhere, an American tank commander feels like he missed the chance to high five someone.
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>>38258864
I hope he got transferred out. Poor bastard.
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>>38258814
The German cunt from TW89 who's too scared of losing anyone to do anything remotely useful.

Also gives The MC a ton of really unjustified shit.

She's the ultrabitch, not the redeemable one. P-L is my waifu.
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>>38258852
>>38258859
Oh right,

Oh Shit she's hot too.

Jake needs to tap that.
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Hessler be ready, on the way to Minsk this guy is waiting.
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>>38258898
No he needs to stay as far away from that. Besides the girls in his unit are much better.
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>>38258898
Hell no.

You don't stick your dick in Ultrabtich.
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>>38258926
Aren't they Merlin's age?
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>>38258898
Got that covered.
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>>38258926
Hell, even the Saudi Witch is much better.
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>>38258948
No I think they are adults.
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>>38258948
Only Sushi's underage.
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>>38258948
Nah, older.
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>>38258898
Sometimes the crazy is too mich for the dick. We call those ones lesbians
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HesslerxJake?
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>>38258926
I remember really liking..I think her name was Rockfield?
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>>38259014
Delicious Dark Brown.

>>38259010
I'd approve.
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>>38258898
Tapping that results in worse.

She actually becomes scared to lose the man she loves, thus making his attempts at getting her to order them to KILL SOMETHING even harder.
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>Jake gets transfered, Hessler appeciates true German offensive nature

Fucks him in the Tank or on the hood?
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>>38258965
we need to go back and ta- wait is it worth losing bacon?
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>>38259075
Both over a long session.
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>>38259088
No reason the hubby can't have a fry-up in a separate pan, apparently.

Source: I know a mixed Muslim/Christian couple.
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>>38259088
its Saudi, you'll lose more than bacon.
It safer to get her into states.
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>>38259010
Naw its gonna be jakexalcohol. I think he's had his fill of witches
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>>38258950
Well that's certainly lewd.
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>>38259134
Bullshit, Frank and Rex deals with witches more then him.
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>>38259128
i bet every night is a holy war for them
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>>38258407
It was worse. Hessler found love... in Elsa.

>>38258436
HESSLER HESSLER HESSLER
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>>38259134
Nah just a couple bad eggs. He gets along with the girls in his unit just fine.
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>>38259134

No. It will be Jake x Tonk.

[MAN-ON-TANK SEX INTENSIFIES]
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>>38259166
lewd!
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>>38259203
Well that's one way to load up a tank
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>>38259075
>"VORWÄRTS! VORWÄRTS IM MEIN LEBENSRAUM!"
>"Do you have to shout that *every* time, Hessler?"
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But Jake seems ro get all the crazies
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>>38259246
Rock and Sushi aren't too bad.
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>>38259241
I kind of hope Hessler meets Jake not.
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>>38259280

BISONYES.AVI
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>>38258436
"We will go on thunder run to Minsk." You declare. "Blitzkrieg worked for our grandfathers and it will work for us."

"No other way to fight." Helene smiles from ear to ear. "I'll be sure to let the others know. You should get some rest."

"Perhaps I should..." You sigh. You still weren't quite used to the time differences between here and Asia.

That night, you had fitful dreams, reliving the day you were nearly killed by a Chinese Overlord. Being left on the ground, crippled and helpless as you watched the treads of the massive tank come closer and closer...

---

"Are you okay, Hess?" Elsa looks at your with a worried expression.

"I'm fine. I just had a rough night, that's all." You fight the urge to yawn. "But it shouldn't affect my performance."

"Ah, I understand. I didn't get much sleep either." Elsa shrugs.

You narrow your eyes.

"You seem to be in an awful good mood, regardless." You say cautiously.

"Well, you know us Fallschirmjagers. trained to fight on little sleep and even less sanity." Elsa laughs.

"Right..." You say, deciding not to press the matter further.

(cont)
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>>38259374
>"Ah, I understand. I didn't get much sleep either." Elsa shrugs.

POLAND HAS BEEN CONQUERED
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>>38259374
You take a deep breath of the cold, pre-dawn air as everywhere around you, preparations were being made for the attack. Leopard 2 engines rumbled and roared as they were armed up, their crews making sure there were no faults with their vehicles. Meanwhile,your witches were being fitted in their strikers. You yourself were already in your own set of Leopard 2 strikers. Had to set an example for your witches, after all.

And then it starts. At first, it just starts with Elsa humming the tune of Panzerlied to pass the time. Eventually, you can't help yourself and start humming it too. The chain reaction starts from there, and all along the line, every German tanker began to sing the song that defined their positions.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8JDkdc246QQ

You continue to sing as the sky above is illuminated from the lights of hundreds of rockets, their loud screeches not even close enough to drowning out your collective voices. Finally, a deathly silence falls over the field as the rocket barrage ends until one simple radio message buzzes across all of your sets.

"All units attack!"

>Lead the charge.
>Hang back a little.
>Other
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>>38259389
>Lead the charge.
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>>38259389
>>Hang back a little.

>>38259386
Weapon inspection seems yield good result.
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>>38259075
>Implying they don't start on the outside, then slowly work their way into the tank.
>The tank is visibly rocking on its tracks.
>Suspension worked so hard that night, it actually led to the roadwheels being replaced earlier than usual.
>Turns out that the loader won't need a seat anymore. And that brake handle was always a little wonky.
>Next day, crew of the tank have to awkwardly fish out lacy things stuck in between ammo racks.
>Hessler is unusually aggressive and temperamental during the offensive.
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>>38259389
>Lead the charge.
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>>38259389
>Lead the charge.
Get back on that horse Hessler.
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>>38259389
>>Lead the charge.
Schnell!

>>38259374
>>"Ah, I understand. I didn't get much sleep either." Elsa shrugs.
So who scored the crit success and who got the crit fail?
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>>38259389
[X] Lead The Charge!

Officers on the line, that's how it should be!

Also,
>Not hot CATTB on Leo2 action
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>>38259389
>Lead the charge.
What's the worst that could happen.
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>>38259389
>>Lead the charge.


>Seems Elsa chambered her rifle.

Hesser must be next!
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>>38259389
>Lead the charge.
Lead from the front
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>>38259389
You freeze for a second, memories of your near death experience flooding back in your mind.

"Hey, Hess? Something wrong?" Elsa tugs at our arm.

"N-no, nothing!" You shake your head rapidly. "Just the cold. It's numbing my senses."

"Well, better hurry, or we're gonna be left behind." Elsa points to the line of Leopard 2s pushing forward.

"R-right!" You turn to your witches. "Silver Tigers! Forward!"

Your girls bellow an ancient Germanic war cry as the Panzers press on. You can see, as planned, the Thundercats were up front leading the charge. You pickup speed to catch up with them, and see Cho chugging on alongside the tanks.

"Are you ready?" You ask her.

"I should be asking you that." Cho grins. We should be receiving defensive fire soon.

(cont)
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>>38259904
And just like that, ATGMs lance out from concealed defensive positions. However, this was expected, and the panzers fire off a thick cloud of smoke cover to throw off their aim. You see one ATGM home in on the lead CATTB, but the active kill system on the turret quickly swivels and fires, and the ATGM explodes in midair several meters away from the tank itself, showering it in harmless shrapnel.

"Impressive." You say.

"Just wait till they fire!" Cho grins.

The guns of the Thundercats roar, tearing into the Russian defense line. You could see at least one concealed tank get hit, spewing flames as its ammunition cooked off. Soon after, the rest of the panzers begin firing as well, pouring cannon fire all along the Russian positions. The Russians of course fight back, but they're still shellshocked from the initial artillery bombardment, and their readiness suffers as a result. Already, you can see the defenders falter.

"Silver Tigers! On me!" You wave them forward as you speed at the main roadblock barring entry to the highway. You can see elite Russian infantry and pair of hull down T-80s guarding the roadblock, their weapons already aiming at you. In addition to the tanks, the infantry seemed to be armed with missile launchers and recoilless rifles.

Your witches begin to fire, raining shells down on the roadblock but not causing any significant damage. It would be up to you to draw first blood.

>Neutralize the infantry first.
>Take out the T-80s.
>Other
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>>38259926
>>Take out the T-80s.
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>>38259926
>>Neutralize the infantry first.
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>>38259926
>>Neutralize the infantry first.
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>>38259926

>Neutralize the infantry first.
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>>38259926
Get the infantry and leave the T-80's for the Americans
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>>38259926
>Neutralize the infantry first.

Trust the tanks to kill the tanks, we need to stop the troops with the AT.
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>>38259926
>>Neutralize the infantry first.
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>>38259926
You quickly raise your 25mm cannon and launch your first shell at the largest concentration of troops you can see. You see one ATGM crew evaporate as you load your next round. You quickly sidestep to dodge a shell from a recoilless rifle before firing again, wiping out another weapons team. By this point, the T-80s, designating you as the biggest threat, begin to turn their turrets on you. Their first and last mistake. A pair of 140mm rounds punch straight through the turret of the left T-80, while a magically enhanced 25mm shell lands right in the gap between the turret and body of the T-80 on the right.

"You're welcome, Hess." Elsa says playfully.

You just smile and increase your acceleration. You head for the barricade blocking the road and raise your left arm, now sporting a newly installed pile bunker. With one drive of your fist, the pile bunker shatters the steel barricade like glass, opening a path. The panzers immediately exploit the hole in the line, and begin pouring through as they drive down the highway at maximum speed.

"It looks like we're making good time." Helene smiles. "We should get going or we're going to be left behind!"

"Perhaps. I'm waiting to see if there's anything we should mop up." You say.

"Oh please, the Panzergrens can deal with that!' Helene insists.

>Continue down the road to Minsk.
>Hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.
>Widen the hole a bit by rolling up the defense line.
>Other
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>>38260261
>>Hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.
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>>38260261
>Direct people to hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.
>LOS LOS LOS, PRESS THE ATTACK BITCHES
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>>38260261
>>Hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.

Any chances we'll see Jake?
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>>38260261
>>Hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.

>>38260311
He is still in stasis in the past.
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>>38260261
[X] Widen the Hole
[X] Slag some AAA on the way

Why not both?
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>>38260261
>Continue down the road to Minsk.
have some of the girls work on the AA though
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>>38260261
>>Hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.
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>>38260261
>Hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.
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>>38260261
>>Hunt down AA batteries so you can get some much needed air cover.
Since I was denied Jean-Luc, I will settle for Bree and Mugtits providing close air support for us.
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>>38260443
Maybe spellcaster without Frank might show up?

Hessler meeting Ice might be interesting
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>>38260463
they can be tightwads together. Although ice has chilled/melted a bit
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>>38260463
This, too. Relations between Germany and Tsarist Russia must be initiated and improved.
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>>38260531
I bet the sharktwins call her Water now.
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>>38260261
"Now that we're behind the lines, spread out and hunt down AA batteries! Tunguskas, Buks, SA-20s, whatever you can find!" You bellow. "If we can open a hole in their air defense net as well, then this battle is all but won!"

Your witches yell in affirmation and they begin to split up into smaller hunter killer platoons. Meanwhile, the Leopard 2s passing by are quickly replaced with Marders loaded with mechanized troops, eager to exploit the hole that's been opened for them. If you were lucky, the Russians wouldn't be able to regroup and cut the road, which is partly why you were doing what you were doing now.

"Elsa, do you see any potential AA sites?" You ask in your radio.

"Uh huh. I got possible sites on top of of hill to the north, in the forest further east, and an open field southeast of you." Elsa says.

Well, you weren't too keen on charging uphill, since you'd lose momentum. The forest and field seemed to be better choices, but they had their drawbacks as well. In the tight confines of a forest, you didn't have to worry about enemy armor that much, but infantry would have a distinct advantage over you in that situation. In the field, you had the chance of being caught in the open against enemy armor or air attack.

It was all a gamble, really. How much risk were you willing to take?

>Attack up the hill.
>Press into the forest.
>Charge into the field.
>Other
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>>38260585
>Attack up the hill.
Success gives us the high ground; we can rain hell if we get stalled
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>>38260585
>Attack up the hill.
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>>38260585
>Attack up the hill.
Take the high ground from the enemy and beat them to death with it.
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>>38260585
>>Attack up the hill.

Sugarloaf hill ho!
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>>38260585
>>Attack up the hill.
Make Teddy seethe in envy, Hessler.
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>>38260585
>Attack up the hill.

If Centurions can do it, why not Leopards?
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>>38260585
>Attack up the hill.
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>>38260703
Centurions actually have armour.
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>>38255519
>consisting of AMX-40s and Leclercs
I would just like to point out, Merc, that the AMX-40 was designed entirely as an Export Design, not one for the French Army.
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>>38260585
"We'll take the hill." You say. "Helene, back me up!"

"Jawohl." Helene nods as she falls in behind you.

You fight the coldness gripping your heart as your strikers push you up the hill. Up above, Russian infantry fire whatever they have to try to keep you away. You have to keep reminding yourself that it's just rifle fire and grenades. Nothing that can seriously harm you. You fire a few shots, but you can't get any good hits in from this angle. At the very least, you could keep their heads down.

"Ha, they're sitting ducks up there!" Helene grins.

Finally, you get your chance. You see a soldier stand up, skylining himself from the top of the hill. You settle your crosshairs over his head and fire, your 30mm shell literally disintegrating the top half of his body.

This convinces the rest of the soldiers that enough was enough, and they break and run.

>Chase after them! Nobody leaves alive.
>Just destroy the AA equipment and keep going.
>Other
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>>38260832
Army seizing all export armaments because war is not unheard before.
See: Czech prior WWII.

>>38260872
>>Chase after them! Nobody leaves combat effective.
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>>38260872
>Just destroy the AA equipment and keep going.
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>>38260872
>>Just destroy the AA equipment and keep going.
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>>38260872
>Secure the AA equipment.
>Get people to use this newly acquired high ground to beat the enemy to death from above.
>LOS LOS LOS LOS LOS LOS LOS LOS LOS
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>>38260891
>Army seizing all export armaments because war is not unheard before.
Granted, but the other problem is no-one was interested in buying the thing. Or it's predecessor.

There were, like, two? made because no-one gave a shit.
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>>38260872
>Just destroy the AA equipment and keep going.
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>>38260872
>your 30mm shell
Wasn't it 25mm last post?
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>>38260929
I have a sneaking suspicion, and this just might be me, that these quests do not accurately portray how things worked out IRL with regards to weapon production.
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>>38260872
>Just destroy the AA equipment and keep going.

Hit any other AA you can see, then run like hell
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>>38260929
This SW89 verse.
We got Wyvern and Morgan, protoype tanks become a best seller is not too far-fetched. Maybe Kuwait decide to order it, who know.
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>>38260981
>>38260954
I'm just saying; of all the things they could've picked for the French to be packing, (Brennus package for the AMX-30B2 comes to mind), the AMX-40 is a pretty damn left-field choice.
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>>38261010
I dunno, the Arrow existing seems further left field to me.
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>>38260951
MERC'S LOOSIN IT.
time to put the old questbot down
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>>38261034
Still waiting either Ghost or Merc gives us 140mm Leopard II.
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>>38260872
>>Just destroy the AA equipment and keep going.
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>>38261034
Eh, Arrow's got a serious fanbase, and an actual mystique to it.

I don't see cheer squads petitioning the French government to Bring back the AMX-40 as the country's next MBT, all told.
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>>38261055
too harsh, just update the firmware

>>38261092
An obsessed internet fanbase consisting primarily of people who don't know fuck all about combat aircraft doesn't give the Arrow 'mystique' no matter how hard you try loving it.
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>>38260872
You ignore the fleeing troops. Without the AA equipment gathered here, there was no point for them to stick around. Not like any of them were really equipped to deal with a panzer or a tank witch. A few well place cannon shells and an entire battery of Buks, including their radar, are left as burning husks. Though you had half a mind to capture them, you didn't have the time or the manpower to properly secure them. Better to be safe than sorry and just destroy them rather than giving the Russians the chance of recovering them.

On your radio net, you get similar reports from your other witches. Numerous AA batteries and mobile radars destroyed with minimal resistance. You forward the reports back to command. Hopefully that will convince them to start sending air assets. They would be greatly needed to keep your flanks secure.

"The second wave of panzers is coming through." Helene points back to the highway. You grab your binoculars, and see a column of Polish Leopard 2s blazing up the road. You can tell from the makeshift Hussar wings crudely welded to the turrets.

>Continue to hunt for stragglers.
>Press up the road with the main force.
>Other
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>>38261123
>>Press up the road with the main force.
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>>38261123
>>Continue to hunt for stragglers.

>>38261092
Maybe this time GIAT hire really competent salesperson and managed to sell it to some Arab countries.
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>>38261116
No, but a perfectly viable and rather ambitious project getting assfucked by politics does.
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>>38260951
>Hessler never left Asia. Hessler's actually bleeding out in transit to the field hospital.
>This is all part of Hessler's dying hallucinations.
>The inconsistencies, the rapid development, the sudden change in atmosphere, it all makes sense now.
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>>38261123
>Press up the road with the main force.
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>>38261123
>You can tell from the makeshift Hussar wings crudely welded to the turrets.
Golfclap for the Poles.

>Press up the road with the main force.

Consolidate and roll out.
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>>38261123
>>Continue to hunt for stragglers.
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>>38261144
It was so viable it was cancelled and ultimately other interceptors that came online in that era were superior to it in every way.
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>>38261123
>Press up the road with the main force.

Continue the assault!
>Makeshift Hussar wings
Truly, Polan stronk
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>>38261149
Do you feel like a hero?
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>>38261240
We didn't want to hurt anyone...
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>>38261123
>You can tell from the makeshift Hussar wings crudely welded to the turrets.

imagine how the polish tank witches look like.

valkyries in strikers customised to look like hussar armour and with those glorious wings.
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>>38261189
It was cancelled because of Yankee pressure to buy their shitjobs. Not because the design itself was in anyway inferior.

Which, ultimately, were also superseded pretty quickly.
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>>38261123
>>Press up the road with the main force.
We can't let the Poles beat us to Minsk! Our ancestor would frown upon us for losing at the blitz game!
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>>38261240
No
No fuck off
You damn cat
All you had to do was stop
I don't feel like one anymore
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>>38261256
I'm sorry for the canuckian aviation industry, perhaps if the Arrow had actually been any good it would have been accepted by your military as opposed to getting canned in place of interceptors and missiles that could fill the role sooner.

The Arrow is only any good to people who take that shitty CBC documentary as the 100% unvarnished truth.
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>>38261123
"Tigers, we're linking back up with the main force!" You announce. "Finish up whatever you are doing and rendezvous back at the highway!"

As you head back to the road, you can see helicopters, NATO helicopters, flying overhead. Looks like your message got through, as Tiger and Apache helicopters patrolled the skies like predatory birds, looking for targets of opportunity. Meanwhile, you link back up with the rest of your witches on the main highway, which is now a flurry of activity as tanks and armored vehicles keep rolling down towards Minsk.

"Dang, looks fun." Elsa whistles. "I'd love to get in on that.

"Elsa!" You blink. "I thought you were supposed to be overwatching us!?"

"Well, I was, but then there was nothing left to watch." Elsa shrugs. "Besides, I figured you'd need every witch you could get for the final assault on Minsk, right?"

And suddenly, a pang of fear causes your heart to stop, but you're not sure why.

>You're not equipped for a frontal assault. Just stay back and secure the road.
>All right, but stay close to me.
>Other
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>>38261318
>as opposed to getting canned in place of interceptors and missiles that could fill the role sooner.
As opposed to those that could fill Lockheed/Northrop/McDonnell's bank accounts quicker, you mean.
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>>38261321
>>All right, but stay close to me.
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>>38261321
>>You're not equipped for a frontal assault. Just stay back and secure the road.
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>>38261321
>>You're not equipped for a frontal assault. Just stay back and secure the road.
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>>38261321
>You're not equipped for a frontal assault. Just stay back and secure the road.

Never doubt instinct
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>>38261321
>You're not equipped for a frontal assault. Just stay back and secure the road.

I feel a pincer attack coming.
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>>38261321
>All right, but stay close to me.
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>>38261321
>You're not equipped for a frontal assault. Just stay back and secure the road.
We are clairvoyant

>>38261337
Superior companies with superior products make more money more often, yes.
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>>38261388
>Lockheed
>Superior products

top kek
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>>38261402
Come on folks, let's not have this again
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>>38261321
>>All right, but stay close to me.

chaarge
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>>38261388
No, but companies better at bribing government officials tend to make more money more often.

We should ask the Germans how they feel about those Starfighters sometime.
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>>38261402
Yes yes, Lockheed has only ever made the F-35, certainly nothing else that could be considered more successful than a company that got shut down when their crappy interceptor didn't even get adopted by the country funding it.
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>>38261321
"You're not equipped for a frontal assault." You point out. "Just stay back and secure the road."

"Hmph. Fine." Elsa huffs, offended. "Guess you don't want me, your best friend, watching your back or anything."

"It's not like that." You try assure her.

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Elsa waves you off as leaves.

You knew you did what you did was for her own good. But why did you feel so guilty about it?

"Colonel, we're all gathered and accounted for." Helene says. "The panzers are already pushing towards the city and are meeting stiff resistance. What shall we do?"

>We'll drive straight in and smash their line open.
>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.
>Other
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>>38261321
>>All right, but stay close to me.

Did we just trip a death flag? Damn it, anons, you just had to provoke Merc.
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>>38261459
>>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.

Mobile Warfareeee
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>>38261459
>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.
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>>38261459
>>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.
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>>38261459
>>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.

>>38261476
Goddamn it, I posted too late...
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>>38261459
>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.

inb4 SURPRISE PROTOTYPES
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>>38261459
>>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.
>>
http://images.sankakucomplex.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/KantaiCollection-PizzaHut-Collaboration-3.jpg

I want Pizza now....
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>>38261677
Destroyer haet pizza
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>>38261677
Don't remind me about missing lunch. All I had was a banana.
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>>38261677
> linking shitaku
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>>38261717
Kota pls go
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>>38261459
>We'll drive around and try to flank their positions.
Anything slowing the assault is probably not something witches should drive straight into.
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>>38261723
Please, Kota doesn't read or participate in any other quests, so that's definitely not him.
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>>38261459
"We'll perform a flanking maneuver." You instruct. "That way we can force them to retreat, or reposition at the very least."

"You heard the Colonel!" Helene barks. "Move out!"

You swing to the north in an effort to bypass the defenders. However, this area was not secure, and there was always the chance of an ambush. You keep a close eye out for hostiles when suddenly, a tank shell lands in front of you, knocking you back and flaring your shield.

"Hostiles on our left!" One of your witches shrirks.

Sure enough, it seems the ambushers had been ambushed. You see one T-90 take a firing position while a squad of Moscow Academy tank witches begin to converge on your location.

>This is what you're born for! Engage!
>This was not part of the plan. Fall back.
>Other
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>>38261774
>>This is what you're born for! Engage!
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>>38261774
>>This is what you're born for! Engage!
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>>38261774
>>This is what you're born for! Engage!
Best way to defeat an ambush is to break through it.
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>>38261774
>>This is what you're born for! Engage!

UURRAAA ohwait wrong country.

NEVERMIND, FUCK WITH THEM AND PISS THEM OFF ANYWAYS.
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>>38261774
>>This is what you're born for! Engage!
>>
>>38261318
Dude, they cancelled it because they got bribed to buy the F-104, and out of like 300 they had, 100 crashed and killed their pilots, you can't even begin to argue that it was inferior to its rivals.
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>>38261442
They also bribed about 15 governments into buying starfighters...
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>>38261774
>>This was not part of the plan. Fall back.
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>>38261858
It was hardly the only interceptor cancelled in that era, pretending the Arrow was somehow special amongst big shitty missile boats of the time is hilariously misinformed.
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>>38261923
But I wasn't pretending it was somehow special, it was just adequate at its role and better than others.
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>>38261774
>>This was not part of the plan. Fall back.
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>>38261923
Sure, but the reasons it was cancelled set it somewhat apart; unlike so many others that were technical failures instead.

>>38261939
Better than the bloody F-104, by all means.
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>>38261939
>adequate

It was meant to carry THREE, count 'em, THREE missiles. One type that got cancelled because even the Canadian government wanted superior US missile designs.

Considering how terrible missiles of the time were, the Arrow might have been a decent interceptor if it was manned by Japanese WW2 vets and the jet itself was used as a kinetic kill vehicle.
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>>38261967
>superior US missile designs.
Yeah about those 'superior designs'...

The Starfighter carried only 2 missiles...
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>>38261967
And many comparable Interceptors of the time only carried 4 or 2 missiles.

>>38261988
It got upgraded to 4 missile-capable hardpoints much later in life, admittedly.
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>>38261967
>and the jet itself was used as a kinetic kill vehicle.
Well F-104's were used like that, although unintentionally...
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>>38262003
>It got upgraded to 4 missile-capable hardpoints much later in life, admittedly.
Still didn't help it reach enemy airspace before 'unintentionally landing'. Face it, there is NO way you can validly defend the starfighter.
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>>38262005
Not nearly as high a kill count as the Arrow though, I don't think the Starfighter killed 30,000 jobs.
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>>38261967
Three Sparrows.

It was designed to have hardpoints for up to 8 Falcons.
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>>38261774
>This is what you're born for! Engage!
We are not Chechens, which is the diet of the T-90 IIRC, we got this
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>>38262039
It actually nearly killed Lockheed, it got several plants closed and most of the executive board imprisoned and fired...

The only reason Lockheed survived was because all the governments they bribed kept paying them for replacing their crashed jets and parts/maintenance licensing
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>>38262047
>The Arrow, a design not known for maneuverability, carrying a missile that lacked proximity fuses and was ineffective against anything that could actually turn in a fight

It's fitting really. Shitty jet, shitty armament. The Arrow at best was a less impressive Phantom.
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>>38262063
>>The only reason Lockheed survived was because all the governments they bribed kept paying them for replacing their crashed jets and parts/maintenance licensing
Justasplanned.jpg
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>>38262107
Good thing it was intended to intercept bombers in the same manner as F-102/106s and not short-ranged knifefighters, then.
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>>38262156
Not really, the new board nearly had a heart attack when they took over and realized the extent of what the previous board and management did, they then realized they would have to commit further fraud to keep the company afloat, and thus even more people lost their jobs and ended up in prison over the whole starfighter debacle, just trying to deal with the first mess they made at least 2 more.

Meanwhile West Germany had enough of their shit but didn't have the money to buy new planes, so they turned their starfighters into remote controlled drones.
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>>38262181
Good thing the Arrow was never actually fielded, it likely would have missed all three of its long range shots with the Sparrows, and the Falcons would likely have failed to track anything but the sun or the ground.
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>>38262211
Except it would have saved more lives than the Starfighter flew into the ground.
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>>38262221
If you fail to shoot anything down, you likely would have failed to save lives. To be effective, the Arrow would probably have to ram those slow bombers, since it didn't even have a gun to fall back on once it trashed every missile shot.
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>>38262248
>If you fail to shoot anything down, you likely would have failed to save lives.
...

You are seriously trying to argue that in a hypothetical cold war gone hot scenario it would have saved more lives than it actually killed by crashing in REALITY
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>>38262211
Brilliant American aerospace engineering at work, there.
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>>38262248
>>38262211
You realise you're dissing your oh-so glorious American Aircraft and missiles just as hard with that assessment, right?
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>>38262107
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>>38262268
>>Brilliant American social engineering at work, there.
Corrected for you, Anon. You're welcome.
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>>38262265
I have not, and do not intend to bring up cold-war-gone-hot scenarios to try and defend the Starfighter versus the Arrow. The Starfighter was shit that actually was flown by militaries around the world. The Arrow was shit that didn't even get out of testing would have been obsolete within several years of it actually being adopted.

>>38262284
Yes, well aware. Fortunately the Sidewider continues to be the best AA missile in existence in terms of its combat record, and was actually fielded in successful aircraft designs around the world. Not including the Arrow of course, it got cancelled for good reasons.
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>>38261774
This is what you were born for! For moments like this! Instead of falling back, you charge, your cannon blasting away at the enemy. You see the enemy witches split up and uour witches move to engage them. You focus on the lone T-90 instead.

>Try to take it out from range.
>Try to take it out up close.
>Other
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>>38262335
>>Try to take it out up close.
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>>38262335
>>Try to take it out from range.
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>>38262335
>>Try to take it out up close.

BLITZ
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>>38262335
>>Try to take it out from range.
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>>38262321
>I have not, and do not intend to bring up cold-war-gone-hot scenarios to try and defend the Starfighter versus the Arrow.
You have done that in every single post you have made about it...

>The Starfighter was shit that actually was flown by militaries around the world.
Because they were bribed and bullied into buying it and as soon as they could they replaced them.

>would have been obsolete within several years of it actually being adopted.
Guess what was also obsolete within several years of being adapted...
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>>38262335
>>Try to take it out up close.
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>>38262321
>in terms of its combat record
Which means nothing.
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>>38262321
And what, you think the Arrow wouldn't have been rated for Sidewinders if it had been put into service?

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>>38262362
The Starfighter being shit doesn't make the Arrow good or 'adequate' in any role it would have been stuck in, either in real wars that were fought, or in fictional scenarios you could try to come up with.

>>38262371
>the highly successful Sidewinder's record means nothing
Are you going to start extolling the virtues of the Velvet Glove next?

>>38262382
Sure it would have, but as the Arrow wouldn't have been as capable of employing those missiles as say, any other US fighter that used them over Vietnam, like say, the Phantom, it wouldn't matter if it was rated for Falcons, Sidewinders, or Macross Missiles. The Arrow was a less capable Phantom.
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>>38262421
Jesus Tittyfucking H Christ shut the fuck up already Mr. Lockheed spokesman.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>38262335
Can't decide, on one side I want to be cautious from range and use speed to get around, on the other tanks are more vulnerable up close, fuckit I'll let the dice decide

1 >range
2 >close
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>>38262211
As opposed to the Yank Voodoos Canada ended up using in the role, which had, you guessed it, Falcons.

For all your sidewinder fetishization, the yanks used Falcon platforms for a damn long time.
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>>38262382

Probably in a later refit, but it wasn't designed for them, if I remember correctly, was it? Either way, the arrow is far, far better than the F-104 (to be fair, just about anything is arguably better than the F-104), but it's pretty average compared to the other big interceptors of it's generation.

I mean, in setting, we have the arrow because the other reason it didn't happen IRL- the BOMARC- was never a major thing. Nuclear weapons never developed like that, but strategic bomber fleets did, based, in large part, on the mighty 8th proving the concept in the closing year of the mars war. Meanwhile, the F-104 never found it's 'success'- the Japanese military in setting didn't need them, being still largely equipped with indigenous designs at the time, ditto the Germans, so really the only military stuck with the F-104 for any length of time was the USAF and USANG.

anyway. IDK if that's relevant at all to the conversation, but you know me, haha.
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>>38262421
>The Arrow was a less capable Phantom.
And you seem to be a less capable troll, but neither of those bear much relevance to the actual discussion.
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>>38262485
>Either way, the arrow is far, far better than the F-104 (to be fair, just about anything is arguably better than the F-104), but it's pretty average compared to the other big interceptors of it's generation.
Which is fine; after all it's being developed by a smaller nation that doesn't shit money at aircraft manufacturers like it's water. In that regard it's an impressive achievement.
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>>38262421
>The Starfighter being shit doesn't make the Arrow good or 'adequate' in any role it would have been stuck in, either in real wars that were fought, or in fictional scenarios you could try to come up with.

It makes it better than the Fucking Starfighter, which half of NATO was stuck with for decades thanks to you bloody corrupt yanks.
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>>38262335
>>Try to take it out up close.
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>>38262471
The Falcons were quickly replaced by Sidewinders as the primary USAF ata missile just in time for Vietnam to really get started.

>>38262538
Calm thyself, bogan son. Us corrupt yanks will continue to carry your load in every meaningful way by providing you better aircraft as penance.
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>>38262335
You decide to do this the old fashioned way, up close and personal. Shouting a wordless war cry, you charge the T-90, firing your cannonas fast as it could cycle. However, your shots seemed to be constantly repelled by its traditional armor and ERA panels, so you keep getting closer.

Of course, the T-90 fires at you all the while, and you take a few hits, straining your shield to its limit. However, you finally manage to get your killing shot in, punching a shell right under the turret mantle. The T-90 doesn't explode, merely frozen in place.

Suddenly, you hear an inhuman wail as one of the witches tackles you, pinning you to the ground by straddling your bely as she mercilessly punches away at your shield. Thinking fast, you swing out your pile bunker arm and slam it into the witch's face. Her shield stops your fist, but not the pile bunker as it punches through both her protective shield and her skull, splattering you with blood and bone fragments.

You're still frozen in shock as Helene helps you to your feet.

"Colonel, are you all right?"

>I'm fine. Let's continue.
>I'm low on magic. You take command.
> Other
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>>38262604
>The Falcons were quickly replaced by Sidewinders as the primary USAF ata missile just in time for Vietnam to really get started.

Not on your Voodoos. Or your Delta Darts. Or your Delta Daggers.
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>>38262627
>>I'm low on magic. You take command.


>>38262604
>Us corrupt yanks will continue to carry your load in every meaningful way by providing you better aircraft as penance.
Then why won't you sell us Raptors ya cunt?
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>>38262627
>>I'm low on magic. You take command.
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>>38262627
>>I'm low on magic.
but
>Let's continue.
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>>38262627
> Other
>I'm low on magic, let's continue but I'll hold back a bit and cover you.
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>>38262627
>I'm low on magic. You take command.
tankwitches continue to provide the most brutal reminder that magical child soldiers are just that
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>>38262604
>providing you better aircraft
Since you're presently referring to the F-35, i 'm going to say that's a filthy lie.
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>>38262627
>>I'm fine. Let's continue.
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>>38262627
>I'm fine. Let's continue.
Did we just go full MEC trooper?
>>38262642
One word, congress.

They passed a bill banning export of raptors, else us Brits would be throwing money at them.
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>>38262627
>>I'm fine. Let's continue.
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I have a feeling that we just killed that russian witch and the husband from the tank corps in the stories from a while back,can't remember their names though...
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>>38262693
Nah, they were Driving a different model of tank last we saw.
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>>38262693
I doubt Merc would be that much of a douche and stomp that writefags work into the ground, and also because they were in a T-80 Company.
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>>38262693
Lel
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>>38262720
Yep, T-80B's, they complained about not getting T-90's because they were only given to Guards units.
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>>38262693
war is hell. at least they're together now.
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>>38262641
>Voodoos
>Delta Dagger
Did not see anywhere near the action over Vietnam that the Phantom, Crusader, or Skyhawk did. All of which could and did carry Sidewinders.
>Delta Darts
Never saw action, ever.

>>38262642
Because you're Aussies and don't deserve them. The F-18 is fine, and the F-35 will do just fine for your needs.
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>>38262741
Eh, in 1990 T-80s are arguably still the superior Machine.
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>>38262604

naw, in 'nam it was sidewinder > falcon >sidewinder. Combat feedback on just how big a pile the AIM-4 was sped up the process. There's a bit in Robin Olds' memoirs about it, how when they transitioned from the F-4C to the D, they got stuck with the AIM-4 and ended up hating them so bad they broke regs to mount the launch rail for the AIM-9 on the new D. the whole thing would be funny, if it weren't so sad.
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>>38262693
I seriously fucking hope not, that would be a massive asshole move by him if he did.
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>>38262627
>>I'm low on magic. You take command.

Wittman executed a witch via machine gun, while Hessler pile bunkered a witch's face. Hessler is clearly the superior German witch,
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>>38262659
At least anti-tank weapons probably do the job quicker than AA. A single directed blow compared to a cloud of shrapnel and all that.
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>>38262764
>Hessler is clearly the superior German witch,

That was known for awhile now.
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>>38262751
Who cares if they saw action? You Yanks still saw fit to use the things in active service right up into the '80s.
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>>38262627
"I'm low on magic." You concede. "You will jave to carry the attack on in."

"Jawohl." Helene salutes and barks for the others to form up on her.

You meanwhile limp your way back to the road, where Elsa is waiting. Her embrace is warm and welcoming.

But your hands don't stop shaking.

>And that's it for tonight! We should be back to our regular story next week! Don't forget Ace Combat on Friday and Cyberpunk Idols on Saturday!
>Also stay tuned for hornet writefaggotry!
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>>38262810
Thanks for the thread Merc, Hessler needs herself some Elsa cuddles and snuggles.
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>>38262810
Thanks for the run, Merc! I look forward to more of Hessler, Elsa, and Helene.

Feelthy, permission to waifu Hornet in Planefag's Kant-O-Celle Quest? Willie Dee and Fubuki are already taken, you see, and I need a waifu,.
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>>38262810
Poor Hessler...

Good run Merc!

>>38262846
Permission granted. I have always been the prettiest writefaggot and CV.
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>>38262810
Thanks for the run Merc!
>hornet writefaggotry
My body is ready
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>>38262846
You shouldn't ask for permission anon, Feelthy is like an elf, its not rape if its a Feelthy.
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>>38262810
Thanks for today boss.
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>>38258950

Manga, that's lewd as all hell.

... I kinda approve.
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>>38262885
Whats also great is that Maus' twitter account name is JakePenetrator...
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>>38262858
Yay! Hornet waifu get!
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The Suffering of Ayumi Ogawa: Part 4

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Ayumi Ogawa hated Russians.

Their very appearance she found repulsive. She hated their aircraft, their armor, all of the misshapen wrongness the entire nation, its people, and the backwards ideology they represented. They had the gall to present terms to the Japanese, expecting the Empire to be grateful that they’d not been the first targets in their supposedly provoked war on the rest of the world. They expected Japan to bow in deference to them. They made demands, as though Japan would listen and obey. They attacked when words alone had failed to intimidate, expecting to smother the Empire within weeks.

They deserved everything that Japan had done in response, and so much more.

The Fulcrum fleeing her would be the latest victim of such misguided thinking. She’d claimed others before him: two Fulcrums during the initial scramble through the cloud of BVR missiles, another she caught on Chousokabe’s tail while she fought a MiG of her own, and a Flanker that had strayed far closer to the princess than she felt comfortable with.

This one was special: a shark mouth painted on its nose, a distinct unit patch on its wings. He’d lost their duel decisively early on, losing his initiative shortly after coming from out of the sun on her six. Chousokabe had screamed in panic, her shield flaring as she raced to safety; Ogawa had simply twisted aside of the initial cannon burst, refusing to muster up her magical shield for the likes of such a coward. She had kicked her legs forward, willed a little bit more of herself into the strikers and placed herself neatly behind him. Now the MiG trailed thick black smoke from its port engine as it staggered through a desperate and final snap roll, the air frame shedding debris. It was as though the pilot was presenting himself to her for execution, giving himself up to the inevitable.
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>>38262885
Wait until i finish the one i make for Icelady.
Though it crossed the lewd territory and enter semi-vannila H
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>>38262929
Ogawa could see the pilot craning his neck to try and get a look at her as she shifted the Type 89’s iron sight to rest just past his head. She wondered briefly if he could see her as clearly as she saw him.

A gentle squeeze of the trigger painted the canopy red. The Fulcrum began its slow death spiral to the ocean below, the engine fire growing more pronounced as it built up speed, suddenly rolling over as a wing sheared away.

Ogawa ignored the fighter as it disintegrated into the sea, looking for more targets, looking for any sign of the bombers that had been the reason for the scramble. She only found more Soviet fighters engaging Japanese witches and steelwings. The sky was chaos, tracers, contrails, and explosions—but it was easy to find Katsumi amidst it all. The Dragon Lady of the Royal Family, a second sun in the sky trailing magical fire wherever she went, and her personal consort, shouting encouragement and providing aid to their comrades. Her red flames contrasted with Bishop’s blue as they knifed their way through a wedge of Fulcrums, the formation breaking apart as Katsumi led in with her swords, eviscerating a MiG. Bishop caught them as they scattered from the surprise attack, her M-14 barking once for each fleeing straggler. The display sent cheers rippling through the tacnet.

Ogawa was loath to admit it, but the Princess was as safe as she could be with the American at her side.

“Commander-san,” Chousokabe greeted breathlessly as she returned to Ogawa’s side. “I shot down—”

Ayumi held up a hand, silencing the younger witch, her attention focused on a Royal Guard Shinden II calling for assistance as it weaved back and forth in concert with a Flanker. Without a word, she vectored in on the Flanker as it slipped past a burst of tracers from the Shinden, pulling away at an angle the Shinden failed to match and sliding back in for the kill.
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>>38262947
The Shinden pilot called for help one last time, seconds before a pair of Vympels traced through a cloud of flares into his engine. The rear half of the fighter broke apart and the pilot shot through the canopy, his ejection seat tumbling completely out of control. He disappeared into the sea moments later—no parachute. The Flanker rolled in celebration.

“Oh Gods…” Chousokabe breathed.

Ogawa said nothing, gripped by silent fury as she watched the big fighter’s engine nozzles twist in opposite directions. Within seconds, its nose was pointed at her, and she saw the stylized shark mouth once more.

“C-Commander-san, he’s—“

“Mine.”

Magic seeped freely from Ogawa’s slight frame, a bright blue glow that threatened to compete with Katsumi herself. She snapped her rifle up at the Flanker, a low growl rumbling in her throat.

The Shark-Mouth ripple-fired a quartet of Vympels.

Chousokabe shouted a terrified warning to her commander even as Ayumi accelerated *at* the missiles. The world grayed out save for this Flanker and his missiles, two of which she casually swatted out of the sky as if an afterthought. The others detonated behind her, their proximity fuses late to trigger, shrapnel pinging harmlessly off her shield.

This one thought highly of himself, she could tell as they made their first pass. She saw the long streak of kill marks just under the canopy as she darted just past the fighter; the distinct, angular camouflage pattern that made him stand out above all the other Shark-Mouths; the unit emblem in full color unlike his subordinates. This was their leader.

The Shark-Mouths were another recent but painful thorn in the side of the IJN witches and pilots. They were rapidly becoming a prelude to White Butterfly making an appearance; Katsumi was in more danger than usual.
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>>38262964
Perhaps he wanted revenge for his comrade. Perhaps he wanted to add a sixth broken broom next to the dozens of claimed fighter kills she saw as they passed. Perhaps he had a death wish.

Doubling back onto the Flanker with tooth-snapping force, Ogawa gave this Russian one minute before he regretted being in the same sky as her. Maybe less.

-

“Five less Reds!” Jessica exulted, shouldering her M-14 and switching to the ’89. She swept past an ejected Soviet pilot, waving at him as he shook a fist angrily at her. He’d been Katsumi’s victory, his Fulcrum shorn cleanly in half by the Princess’ swords as she flew in from beneath his formation. She’d made it easy for Jess to hunt the rest down, single shots that blew out engines or tore off wings. They’d never stood a chance.

“Excellent work, Jessica!“ Katsumi called out as she returned to her partner’s side, clearly exhilarated from the ambush, magical flames dying out as she drew close. The pair bumped fists, climbing up and out of the main furball together to hunt for more targets.

“Have we found the bombers?”

“Nobody has seen them yet. Ibuki says there is heavy electronic and magical interference…”

“Witches you think?” Jess felt a lump in her stomach.

“Possibly.” Katsumi sheathed her swords and retrieved the rifle on her back. “Masking their position, have to be a large number of them, well outside of visual range...”

“Just like—“

“Exactly as it was when my brother was ambushed.” Katsumi’s expression hardened. “It’s close, Jess. I know it.”

Jess didn’t like seeing Katsumi like that, but understood what it was that drove her. It was another thing they shared. “We’ll take ‘em together, Kat.”
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>>38262858
The Hornet too phat,
sank to small jap.
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“Of course we—” Katsumi inverted and plunged towards the battle once more. “Shark-Mouths. Flankers, just above the water—”

“Real low, touchin’ the stuff, jeez.” Jess matched the maneuver. “Tryin’ to sneak in under the furball. Ibooboo, you see ‘em?”

“Don’t call me that,” Ibuki snapped. ”And yes I see them, as well as many more contacts to the north. Can confirm twenty plus, very low altitude.”

“Might be their big push,” Makoto said. “Tryin’ to get us out of the way so they can push the bombers through to—”

“If they wanted to hit the home islands, they already could be.” Ibuki swept into formation alongside Jess, Makoto trailing her. “If they’re blocking my senses to this degree, AWACS support isn’t going to find them either.”

“Let us focus on what we can deal with right now.” Katsumi began diving for the Flankers. “Jess! Take them from their left—”

“—and we meet in the middle, GOT IT!” Jess finished for her.

Strikers howling, both witches wreathed in magic once again as they charged at the unsuspecting Soviets, Ibuki and Makoto shouting something about not getting left behind this time in their wake.

-
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>Shark mouth flanker variants
Only in this universe could there be a unit made entirely of Akula clones.
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>>38263034
Seems the Akula on SW89 is the Yellow of Strangereal
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>>38263026
The minute Ogawa assumed her target would last had long passed.

He was still flying, unharmed and undeterred by the Japanese witch. He was the one on the offensive. He was making her fight for her life. His missiles followed her too well, almost too fast for her to intercept. His cannon fire got closer with each burst, nipping at her heels and threatening to crack the barrier she was having trouble even summoning.

Nothing like this had ever happened to her before.

‘Impossible.’

Hissing with pain, she forced her legs forward, her vision dimming as she fed more magic into her strikers. Their banshee-like shrieking was drowned out almost immediately by the Sukhoi shooting past less than a hundred feet away. For several heart-pounding seconds she tumbled out of control, her concentration broken, her legs growing cold as her strikers flamed out.

It wasn’t the equipment. It was her. She knew it was her. She was the problem.

‘Impossible!’

She lost sight of the Flanker, her wingwitch, the situation unfolding around her. The world was just the ocean and the sunset spinning together.

“Commander!” Chousokabe shouted. “You’re too low ma’am, pull up pull—”

Shutting the younger witch’s voice out of her mind, Ogawa thought her strikers back to life. A magic circle opening beneath them as she ‘stood’ in mid-air, finding the Flanker shrinking into the distance, at the edge of rifle range. Full afterburner caught her up with him in seconds, her Type 89 chattering away.
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>>38263060

>implying that Yellow will not be making an appearance.

we did already see a strigon team.
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>>38263068
How long until gelb team arrives
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>>38263061
The pilot suddenly brought the nose of his fighter vertical, reaching for the sky and bleeding off air speed. Huge vapor clouds tore around its wings, off the tip of its nose. Ogawa sucked in another breath, paused to readjust her aim onto the pilot, seeing him crane his neck to look right at her as she closed in, squeezing the trigger just as the sight passed between his eyes—

—when a magic circle sprang to life over the Sukhoi, bullets splashing off the shield until her drum magazine clicked empty.

“What?”

An undignified swing of the rifle flung the mag clear, and she hastily mashed a spare into place.

The shield seemed to melt away in slow motion, and that was when Ogawa saw the soviet witch sliding out from behind the Flanker.

Another brace of Vympels corkscrewed away from steelwing, turning sharply and tracing drunken serpentine patterns through the sky as they closed in. Training took over. She stitched a burst in their direction by reflex, catching one missile on the nose. A second missile sputtered away from a glancing hit, spiraling into the waters below. She pointed herself back towards the sea, diving away from the rest of the missiles. She lost sight of the Flanker and its witch as they climbed away, tumbling forward to try and throw off the infrared seekers, then straightened herself out, strikers burning through magic as she changed vectors. One detonated in her wake, and she felt debris pinging off her strikers. The remaining three sliced around the explosion, quickly reacquiring the surprised witch.

Panting heavily from exertion, she aimed her rifle at the oncoming missiles, lining up on one of them—just as they split up, two arcing high before aiming at her head, the third taking an opposite arc towards her strikers. Too close for even her to intercept.
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>>38263085
She managed to summon her shield once more, turning her back to it just as the first missile made contact, the arcane pattern rippling around the warhead for a split-second.

The resulting explosion took out the other missiles and shattered the barrier. She felt pinpricks all over her back, heat from the blast and shrapnel carving into her skin. Felt air buffeting against her wounds as she fell and fell, stealing the breath from her lungs. She recovered just meters above the ocean, salt water spraying up around her as her strikers fought to maintain a steady hover.

She braced for a follow up, rifle clattering in her hands as she spun in place, scanning for the Sukhoi and the witch. She found neither. No follow-up barrage of missiles threatened her, no rifle rounds for her reformed shield to turn aside. She was alone while the rest of the fight boiled in the sky around her.

“I-impossible...”

After several more seconds of searching, she pulled one shaking hand away from her rifle and clamped it down onto her headset, switching to the emergency channel.

“Commander Ogawa to all Guard elements: Soviet Witches are inside the area of operations!”

The pain in her back started to grow more pronounced, and she could feel something warm spreading across it, but that didn’t matter. Katsumi was in danger. Only that mattered.

“My gods,” Chousokabe cried out, immediately at her commander’s side, rifle at the ready for any surprise Russians. “Are you okay? Y-you’re bleeding, l-let me help—“

“Lieutenant, find that Flanker RIGHT NOW!”

“What were those things?!” Chousokabe continued, moving closer to her Commander to begin applying first aid. “I’ve never seen—“
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>>38263100
“It doesn’t matter WHAT THOSE THINGS WERE, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!” Ogawa howled, scratching at something hot and sharp that she felt sticking out of her shoulder. “FIND THAT BASTARD AND HIS WITCH THIS—” She paused to pull out the shrapnel, a cry escaping through clenched teeth. “THIS INSTANT, DO YOU HEAR ME? PRINCESS KATSUMI IS IN MORTAL DANGER, MY INJURIES DO NOT MATTER!”

“Ma’am?” Chousokabe stared at her commander bug-eyed, clearly wanting to stay close to her wing witch.

“GO NOOOOOOOOOOOW!” Ogawa screamed, her hand glowing a bright blue as she clamped it down on the open wound. Her scream increased in pitch as smoke rose from her hand.

'How dare they,’ she thought, hearing her own heart pounding in her ears. ‘How dare they how dare they how dare they—'

-

Ogawa’s warning over the emergency Guard channel had been Jessica’s first warning that the ambush she was participating in with Katsumi was about to go wrong. She’d never heard the commander sound so distressed.

Deciding that she would ask about it later, Jess took aim at her first target, the Flanker on the trailing edge of her side of the formation.

The second warning was the five Flankers dropping fuel tanks and something else well before they were in range of either her Type 89 or the ’14. The tanks tumbled their way towards the sea; the something elses took a more relaxed dive, almost gliding away from their parent fighters.

The final warning was when the glider closest to Jess was suddenly consumed by azure flames, splitting down the middle just as a black-suited strike witch exploded out of the disintegrating airframe.

“WITCHES WITCHES WITCHES!”
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>>38263115
Instinct saved Bishop then, her shield flaring to life just as the soviet opened fire. She tried to roll out of the hail of bullets; the enemy witch easily tracked her through the maneuver, precise bursts aimed at Jess’ head. She was clearly an experienced fighter, trying to keep Bishop blind and defensive while she closed in.

‘Melee? Flanking me?’

The incoming fire suddenly dropped off, and Jess took that as a signal to act, charging through her own shield with a sudden burst of acceleration.

Thoughts of speed made her strikers roar, let her mold her magic aura into something aerodynamic as she found the hostile witch climbing up and away from her, scrambling to reload. Jess fired several shots that fell well short, the soviet not even bothering to bring up her own shield—

—and probably regretted it a second later when the American crashed shoulder first into her, a shrill battle cry on her lips.

“YOU MESSED WITH THE WRONG MARINE, LADY!”

The Russian was practically folded in half around the corgi witch, one of her strikers falling away from a leg, the other sputtering uselessly. She coughed a response, and then her eyes rolled back as she slumped away from Jess, unconscious and out of the fight.

Jess did not slow down, did not look back. She was tracking the Flankers, watching two turn towards her, one continue straight onward, another pair vectoring towards where Katsumi was. Where Jess needed to be.

She rolled and weaved around streams of cannon fire from the Flankers, passing between both fighters. Fast enough that a visible shockwave pulsed around her shield, the circle glowing brighter as a pair of witches managed to get several rounds onto it before Jess blitzed past them. Missiles streaked after her; she ignored them, concentrating on the star blooming in the distance and the Flanker pair bearing down on it.
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>>38263115
>black-suited strike witch

fucking ninjaaaaaas
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>>38263140
Did jess just knock out and capture a Russian witch?

In soviet Russia, corgi makes YOU the pet.
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>>38263140
The first of those Flankers lost both of its engines to Katsumi’s swords, the princess spinning between the vertical stabilizers, blades and arms fully extended. The engines flared once, nozzle twisting from the final commands they’d received, dying as the rear half of the jet slid away. The pilot ejected moments later.

The second Flanker peeled away, diving for the safety of anywhere else that wasn’t within range of those swords—and was picked off by Jess, her Type-89 shearing off a wing and shattering the port nacelle.

Katsumi was dead ahead now, hundreds of feet away, swords sheathed and rifle aimed in Jess’ direction, muzzle flashing rapidly. Kicking to her left, Jess pulled just out of the line of fire, allowing the rounds to pass through her shield, grazing her strikers and into the missiles chasing her. Coming to a hover just behind the princess, Jess resummoned her barrier to deflect the incoming fire from the two witches who had just lost their steelwings.

She waited until her shield threatened to break, waited until they were close before springing into action, twirling just out of the way of the AK fire, Katsumi matching her move for move. Coming to a stop once more, Jess brandished the M14, aiming at one of the witches, Katsumi at her side drawing a bead on the other.

The Soviets tried to split up, intent on catching the pair in crossfire. The M14 barked twice, shattering a shield, Jess’ victim spinning into the sea with one striker in flames, the other trailing thick black smoke. One last magic circle burst to life as she struck the water, then she disappeared under the waves.

‘Sorry ‘bout that...’

Seeing her partner taken out made the remaining Soviet witch scream in fury and impotence, unable to close in as Katsumi mercilessly strafed her shield, each impact knocking her out of any approach she attempted.
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>>38263140
Makoto suddenly flew in from above, shattering the Russian’s circle with one solid punch, and that proved to be more than she could stand. She quickly dove for the waves, Makoto in pursuit.

Katsumi gave Jess a light squeeze on the shoulder, and the Marine spun to face the two Flankers she’d ditched on the rush to Kat’s side—just as they unleashed a cloud of missiles, breaking away before they fell into range of either witch.

They split up at some unspoken signal, Katsumi climbing after the Flanker that had gone high, her flame aura attracting the missiles to her. Jess dashed towards the sea, rolling over to help Katsumi clear her tail, missiles snapping in half or detonating through their combined marksmanship.

And then her attention was focused solely on the other remaining Flanker. Jess could see the fighter’s witch partner trailing behind it, facing her with shield at the ready.

It was a duel of skill versus power. The witch angled her shield to deflect Jess’ M-14 rounds, trying to reduce the impact of each shot while keeping her steelwing protected; Jess put increasing amounts of magic behind each shot, hoping to crack the shield and reach the Flanker behind it. Despite her best efforts, Jess was forced behind her own shield to reload, the Russian taking the reprieve to fight back.

Frustrated, Bishop poured more coal onto the fire, feeling her legs tingle within the striker interface as she tried to pull alongside of the Flanker. The soviet witch shifted her position to maintain her shield coverage, teeth clenched as she dug deep into her own magic reserves.

‘Damnit! Just wastin’ ammo like this!’

She angled herself towards the Russian, who seemed to understand what Jess was about to do, both of her hands braced against her shield. The circle expanded once, Cyrillic orbiting around the edge of the shield, and expanded once more as Jess closed in, hoping it wouldn’t hurt too much to force her way through the shield—
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>>38263232
A storm of blue-tinged tracers rained down on the Flanker, the canopy splashed with something dark red, and then the entire nose of the jet was sheared off. The Russian cried out in surprise, whirling away from Jess to reposition her shield between her and the fighter just as it came apart, fuel and ammo cooking off all at once.

Jess covered her eyes and dove under the expanding cloud of flame and debris, waited until she stopped hearing shrapnel fizzle against her barrier before she rolled onto her back, looking for the source.

She found Ogawa diving from out of the sun, roaring at the top of her lungs, angrier than Jess had ever seen before.

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“UNFORGIVEABLE!”

This wasn’t the foe Ogawa sought, but it was a Russian all the same. It would have to do.

She unloaded on the Flanker, gouging away massive chunks of the airframe with each shot, a direct hit on the cockpit severing the entire nose of the jet away from the rest of the fuselage. Another certain kill.

It wasn’t enough.

She kept firing, the Sukhoi bending, then breaking, yawing hard to the right as smaller puffs of flame shot out from within, cannon rounds cooking off. Then the fuel stores lit, a dirty fireball engulfing what remained of the jet. The witch escort barely managed to shield herself from the conflagration, debris and burning jet fuel splashing off her magic circle.

Diving past the dead Flanker, Ogawa flipped forward and pointed her legs at the sea, demanding full power from her Tomcat strikers. Her body protested the maneuver; she screamed through the pain, focused on it, on the witch she was now beneath.

Ogawa held the irons of her rifle on the center mass and watched the soviet turn to face her, savoring the look of fear and surprise on her face just as she pulled the trigger. The expression remained as the witch’s body went slack, her strikers sputtering as their magic source drained away.
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>>38263232
>punchwitch

okay now I'm convinced there is a central african warlord witch with those weird throwing swords
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>>38263272
Ayumi calmly inspected her drum mag to check how much ammo remained, ignoring the dead witch falling past her. Bishop pulled alongside a moment later, taking up a defensive position at her back.

“Coulda warned me in advance before you blasted away like a goddamn lunat—” Her voice caught as she finally got a look at Ogawa’s wounds. “Are you alright?”

“Concern yourself with the Princess,” Ogawa growled. “This is nothing.”

“You know, you didn’t have to—“ Bishop began to protest, cutting herself off when Ogawa favored her with a wrathful glare.

“Unforgivable, Bishop,” Ogawa snarled.

“I beg your pardon, *Commander*?”

“I do not care how good you think you are. You are the princess’ second shield.” Ogawa’s eyes narrowed. “Never, ever again leave her unprotected.”

For a moment, the two witches stared each other down.

Jess relented first, muttering under her breath and shooting one last look at Ogawa as she accelerated away. Ayumi considered demanding that Jessica speak up, but there would be time for that later.

“Chousokabe, have you found that ace?” Ogawa snapped into the radio.

“Ma’am, I lost contact with him; engaged with another Fulcrum!“ The younger witch sounded breathless. “I’m sorry, there’s just too—“ She was drowned out by static and explosions for a tense moment before she shouted, “I CAN’T FIND YOUR ACE IF EVERYONE IS TRYING TO PICK A FIGHT WITH ME, MA’AM!”

“...Standby, Lieutenant, I’m coming to you now!”

She took one more look at the fighting all around her, hoping to find the ace before she reluctantly moved to assist her wing witch.

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>>38263297
Ibuki sometimes disliked her unique role in Katsumi’s unit, oftentimes placed far away from the heart of the action to give her extra-sensory abilities the best chance to ‘map’ the field of battle. She badly wanted to be with Makoto, running the usual ‘perimeter defense’ they’d practiced so often. Instead, she held position within a patch of cloud miles above the battle, having quietly slipped away from Makoto after the opening moments of their ambush to work her sorely needed magic.

She was surrounded by a sphere of information, a projection of magic she used to tag friendly and hostile positions, updated in real time. From her chosen perch, she could observe almost everything from here, ‘see’ her fellow witches in combat, direct them as necessary. Until an AWACS was in position, she would have to do.

For now, her focus was on finding the hostile bombers. Observers on the Korean peninsula had spotted all manner of steelwings en route to Japan, it had been the entire reason that the Royal Guard had scrambled alongside of the IJN regulars. If the Soviets and the Chinese were intending on a knock-out punch of some kind, they'd need to stopped as far away from the home islands as possible. But instead of an early intercept, the bombers nowhere to be found, the mission having turned into a massive air battle that had grown beyond anyone’s ability to fully direct.

This clearly had to be part of their plan, to exhaust the defenders before the fatal stroke.

Ibuki wondered if the Russian bombers were circling somewhere beyond her visual range, hidden within the ‘fog’ she was sensing, waiting for some signal to push towards the capital.

The edge of her perception was clouded by radar jamming, and she was growing increasingly certain that she was ‘battling’ nightwitches like herself. It was enough to get her to change positions regularly, masking her appearance with magic as best she could.
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>>38263386
At the very least, a non-witch wouldn’t see her.

‘We should be disengaging,’ Ibuki thought, chewing on the insides of her cheeks nervously. ‘Been at this for far too long.’

Rotating in place once more, she detected a smattering of light glints to the north, an almost perfectly uniform line of them streaking towards the battle.

‘More steelwings?’ She felt her heart sink at the prospect of being the one to suggest a withdrawal closer to friendly airspace. She did not doubt that the Americans would come through with support; she only doubted that it would come sooner rather than later.

She focused on the light glints as she’d been taught in her mountain village, her sight extending far beyond human norms—

“Commander Ogawa, we might have a serious problem,” Ibuki said, hoping the tremor in her voice wasn’t too noticeable.

“What do you see, Ibuki? The bombers?”

“Witches. Dozens maybe, I can’t get an accurate count from this far. Still getting heavy interference, they have got to be the source. They’re moving faster than any witch I’ve seen, it’s like they’re missiles rather than—“

Something impossibly fast struck her reactive barrier, almost at head level. Crying out with surprise, Ibuki tumbled out of her perch, shield flickering back to strength as she strained to see what had hit her.

A hiss followed by several distant booms echoed around her, thin blue streaks shattering her shield entirely, a burning sensation across her back from a near miss. She could hear the roar of jet engines in the distance, hear Ogawa frantically demanding a status update as she gasped for the breath that had been knocked out of her.

She managed to regain control and saw a distinct fighter-shape bearing down on her, the largest swarm of missiles she’d ever personally witnessed streaming away from its fuselage, closing around her like a noose.

“MAKOTOOOO! WHITE BUTTERFLY, WHITE BUTTERFLY—”
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>>38263407
dammit iboobooooo
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>>38263407
>White Butterfly
I hope you stay around long enough for Laika to shoot you down and Pierce to adopt you.
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>>38263407
And that's it for now! The next chapter should wrap up this air battle and begin the process of dealing with the aftermath.

For the folks who have been following, I do apologize for the delay. Work has been brutal on my spare time, and now that Monster Hunter 4 is out, I'm more distracted than ever. Guess I need to step it up before Merc and Ghost finish their quests, eh?

My pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/HORRUU-NEEEETOOH

Thanks for reading everyone!

>>38263429
Anon-kun, I...
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>>38263455
Oh you cunting tease.
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>>38263455
horneeeeeet

are you trying to be fap angel???
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>>38263455
>Guess I need to step it up before Merc and Ghost finish their quests, eh?
Don't worry, if they do you can always writefag for TW89...

Seriously, Jake hatesexing Wittman and then the followup tender and heartwarming lovemaking must be written.
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>>38263455
>Monster Hunter 4

just wait till you get dragged into kancolle
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>>38263466
Man, I'd have to write a lot better to even start.

>>38263473
I've always got ideas for writefagging that I'll never get around to simply due to time. It'd be fun to write something for TW89, but that's something that'd have to wait in line with all the other stuff I wanna write.

>>38263478
>Playing Kancolle
Kancolle can't afford to pay me to play it.
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>>38263514
HURRY UP AND WRITE JAKExWITTMAN LEWDS AND SMUT
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>>38263531
The most I personally could ever see them doing is Wittman eventually apologizing to Jake for doing what she did all the way back then. Jake would probably not accept it, but if he did he might demand to know what the hell made her do that in the first place (since he never really allowed her to justify herself, not that you can really do that).

It's the explaining what made her do it that would probably crack that facade of hers.

But that's just how I see it. TW89 is still firmly in Mouse' wheelhouse and I won't touch how those two characters interact unless I hear it directly from the man himself.
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>>38263473
Biting, scratching and swearing all night long. This goes on for the next few weeks. Later during one of the sessions after a particularly bad day, one of them says "I love you" in the heat of the moment, and the other one says it back without thinking. They stop right there and then, eyes wide in the dark, their breaths hitching as they try to extricate themselves from one another.

What were they doing? What the fuck were they doing?
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>>38263680
>What were they doing? What the fuck were they doing?
Having sex of course, which they resume with vigorous passion.
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>>38263455

It's aight. I've been rediscovering skyrim.

... as a result, sleep has suffered.
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>>38263674
But Mouse barely touches that wheelhouse either and has gone into disrepair.


What other ideas do you have in the works btw?



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