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You are ROY POWERS, a Vertical Tank Commander!
Currently, you had penetrated deep into the main laboratory complex of Reikland's Der Riese facility, where they manufactured all of their undead soldiers and other affiliated abominations of nature. However, the mastermind of these horrors, Willhelm Strasse, was busy making his escape on an armored train.
However, stopping him wasn't such a simple affair. After all, he had just released two previously unseen creations, the Panzerhunds, leaving just you to hold them off while Rock and Alex to figure out how to stop the train.
First things first, though, were to the two giant, mechanical dog things charging right at you, bounding at you with a speed and grace as if they were actual flesh and blood dogs.
"What do we do?" Tarin asks.
>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
>Try to outmaneuver them.
>Other
>>44159902
>>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
wait I thought we were going after the train?
>>44159902
>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
Let's get ready to RUMBLE
>>44159902
>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
>>44159902
>>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
BLAST EM
>>44159902
>>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
Let's test this new shell.
>>44159902
>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
>>44159928
Personally, I was thinking that Rock and Alex's VT can somehow get its wheels to 'link up' with the railroad tracks like road-rail trucks.
Reminder Tarin best girl.
>>44159902
>>Brace yourself and fire everything you've got.
>>44160095
I know there's a joke about railroading or rail shooters somewhere in that.
Rolled 14, 4 = 18 (2d20)
>>44159902
"Brace Clementine, Tarin!" You bark as you undo your weapon safeties. "We're going to unload everything we have into these bastards!"
"Roger." Tarin nods and immediately pulls sever levers. You can feel Clementine shift and shudder as she spreads her legs farther apart to widen her stance, and bends her knees down in order to lower her center of gravity.
Meanwhile, you take aim through your sight at the nearest of the giant metal hounds as they bear down on you...
>Roll 7d20
Rolled 8, 17, 11, 10, 13, 14, 18 = 91 (7d20)
>>44160607
Rolled 15, 16, 3, 10, 16, 7, 2 = 69 (7d20)
>>44160607
Here comes the snow
Rolled 9, 4, 12, 3, 13, 3, 12 = 56 (7d20)
>>44160607
Rolled 1, 3, 11, 19, 4, 12, 16 = 66 (7d20)
>>44160607
COME ON!
Rolled 18, 3, 5, 14, 9, 2, 4 = 55 (7d20)
>>44160607
>>44160617
>>44160666
>>44160677
15,17,12,10,16,14, 18
Pretty mediocre.
>>44160716
its slightly above avarge
>>44160607
You first ripple fire your Dragonsbreath, sending six incendiary rockets shrieking at the Panzerhunds. The first three slam right into the leading Panzerhund's face, slagging its armored skull and setting it on fire. The Panzerhund roars in pain and surprise, but continues to charge forward. The second set spreads out a bit as they have to travel farther, and two impact the second Panzerhund's face while the third blasts one of its front legs, setting it on fire as well, but not stopping it.
Thankfully, you had one more weapon left, and you aim your 76mm cannon right at the closest Panzerhund and fire, your HVAP round coring a hole clean into its melting face. The Panzerhund gives a last gasp before crashing to the ground, its armor screeching against the concrete floor. Unfortunately, the second Panzerhund, possibly in revenge for its fallen comrade, has a sudden burst of speed and lunges. Clementine shakes and rumbles as steel clashes against steel, throwing you and Tarin around the crew compartment. However, instead of pulling away, the Panzerhund stands on its hind legs, using its two front legs to keep itself grappled to Clementine. You see it open its mount to reveal rows upon rows of chittering sawteeth. You're not sure if they can cut through Clementine's armor, but you weren't about to find out.
"We need to do something or we're going to tip over!" Tarin grunts as she tries to keep Clementine stable.
Meanwhile, you catch a glimpse of Lagoon trying to disable the train engine, but its 75mm shells just dent the heavily armored vehicle as it slowly warms up.
>Push it back, Tarin!
>Try to get the cannon in line for a second shot.
>Call for Rock and Alex to assist.
>Other
>>44160985
>>Push it back, Tarin!
You shall not pass!
>>44160985
>Push it back, Tarin!
>>44160985
>>Push it back, Tarin!
>>44160985
>>Push it back, Tarin!
>Other
tell Rock to shoot the wheels in the train to disable it.
>>44160985
>Push it back, Tarin!
>>44160985
>>Push it back, Tarin!
>>44160985
>Try to get the cannon in line for a second shot.
>>44160985
>Try to get the cannon in line for a second shot.
Here comes the boom~
>>44160985
>Try to get the cannon in line for a second shot.
I don't think moving towards the thing trying to take a bite out of our tank is such a good idea.
>>44160985
>Push it back, Tarin!
Rolled 3 (1d20)
>>44160985
"Push it back, Tarin!" You bark. "Get some space between us!"
"What do you think I've been trying to do?!" Tarin grunts as she pushes against her control levers..
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 12 (1d20)
>>44161475
Snowwwww
Rolled 8 (1d20)
>>44161475
Come on!
Rolled 9 (1d20)
>>44161475
>>44161498
>>44161518
God dammit. I thought my first roll didn't register.
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>44161475
>>44161556
god damn it fluff
>>44161556
where were you fluff!?
>>44161556
you fucking asshat Fluff
>>44161556
For what purpose.
>>44161539
good job anon. you have fucked us.
>>44161582
>>44161588
>>44161596
>>44161612
I'm moving the fast as i can damn it!
>>44161556
>filename
>>44161716
move faster you namefag.
>>44161617
I shall atone, I swear!
>>44161475
"Do it, Tarin!" You yell.
"Get ready!" Tarin warns as she hits a lever. Deep inside Clementine's slender legs, the hydraulics hidden within suddenly release their stored energy in one explosive motion. Her legs straighten up, sending Clementine's hull shooting upwards and slamming into the Panzerhund's lower jaw, forcing it shut.
Now off balance, the Panzerhund stumbles backwards before falling back onto all fours. You swear it snarls at you as it bounds back to take cover around a row of cargo containers, no doubt to wait for another chance to strike.
However, at the same time, the train begins to grind forward, picking up speed as it goes.
"Rock! What's going on!?" You yell.
"This damn train's too well armored!" Rock complains. "I don't even know if your cannon can punch it!"
"What about the wheels?" Tarin observes. You take a look yourself, and while the wheels do have protective armoring over them, you don't think it's as thick as the main hull.
"You might derail the whole train if you do that." Alex warns. "And we have no idea what that train is carrying."
>Take a chance and shoot the engine.
>Aim for the wheels.
>Other
>>44161835
>>Aim for the wheels.
>>44161835
>>Take a chance and shoot the engine.
>Rock try again
>>44161835
>Aim for the wheels.
>>44161835
>>Aim for the wheels.
>>44161835
>Aim for the wheels.
where that train is going, it will be off the rails!
>>44161835
>Aim for the wheels.
>>44161835
>Aim for the Wheels
Let's get even more PTSD and cause a massive toxic spill!
>>44161835
>Take a chance and shoot the engine.
>>44161835
>Aim for the wheels.
>>44161835
>Aim for the wheels.
>>44161835
"Aim for the wheels!" You order. "Let's take out this whole damn train!"
"All right, firing!" Alex announces.
You yourself aim for the wheels of the front engine and fire simultaneously with Alex, blasting part the wheels. As you kind of hope, the front engine jumps the track as the wheels break loose.
Funnily enough, that's when all hell breaks loose as well.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 15 (1d20)
>>44162242
Here comes the STEEL!
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>>44162242
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>44162242
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>>44162242
>>44162242
You watch as the engine jumps the track, and begins rolling like a baking pin, causing a chain reaction on the cars all the way down the length of the train. The others cars slam into each other and jump off the tracks as well, falling over sideways and rolling as well, Some explode while others merely break open like pinatas, spilling their contents all over the platform.
But it was mostly explosions. Lots of explosions.
"We gotta get out of here!" Rock yelps as Lagoon rolls past. "We're going to get caught in the flames!"
"He's right." Tarin adds.
"Let's go, then, Tarin!" You yelp.
Clementine lurches as Tarin does a complete 180 degree turn and goes off at full speed, Clementine striding along as fast as she possibly could. Even through Clementine's thick armor, you could feel the heat from the fires behind.
"JESUS WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT TRAIN CARRYING?!" You yell.
"It was certainly ready for a party!" Rock laughs.
"Laugh when we're not going to die!" Alex snaps.
"Hey, what the hell is going o- HOLY SHIT!" Bannon screams as he sees the wall of hellfire chasing after you as Clementine and Lagoon sprint down the tunnel as fast as they could manage. His VT along with Brick quickly step out of the way as Clementine and Lagoon clear the tunnel, narrowly missing the column of flame that shoots out.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?" Bannon screams hysterically.
"Our job, of course." Rock replies coolly.
"He DOES have a point." Parker notes.
"Well whatever." Bannon sputters. "And what about Strasse? Did you confirm his death?"
>No way he could have survived that blast.
>I suppose we should go back and check...
>Other
>>44162706
>>I suppose we should go back and check...
>>44162706
>I suppose we should go back and check...
>>44162706
>I suppose we should go back and check...
Always double tap.
>>44162706
>>I suppose we should go back and check...
>>44162706
>>I suppose we should go back and check...
>>44162706
>>I suppose we should go back and check...
no body, not dead.
>>44162706
>>I suppose we should go back and check...
Time to confirm the kill. Or at the very least capture him for interrogation.
>>44162706
>>I suppose we should go back and check...
>>44162706
>I suppose we should go back and check...
kill confirmation please. This is war.
>>44162706
>I suppose we should go back and check...
>>44162706
>I suppose we should go back and check...
Final boss
>>44162706
>I suppose we should go back and check...
>>44162706
>I suppose we should go back and check...
Need to find the body to be sure. And put a few bullets into it just in case.
>>44162706
"I suppose we should go back and check." You sigh. "No sense leaving a job half done."
However, the tunnel was now too dangerous to use, what with all the fire and the possibility that it could have collapsed midway. Instead, your platoon opts to travel on the surface to the rail platform. After all, by this point, the main Tilean forces appear to have finally fought their way through the main perimeter defenses and entered the inner section of the facility. You could see Tilean VTs and infantry ruthlessly hopping from building to building to clear them out. All over, you could see both the black uniformed soldiers and the white coated scientists attempting to escape. Some groups are rounded up captured, while others are just shot in the back. However, you didn't have time to worry about that stuff. You continue on to the rail platform, which was still in flames. What used to be aa large rail platform was nothing but melted steel and ash. You also get the distinct feeling you're smelling burnt flesh again as well, but you try not to think about it.
"Oh dear, Egan is NOT going to be happy when she sees this." Parker sighs. "Doesn't look there's much left."
"Ah, she'll have plenty to pore over." Rock laughs.
"Something tells me that it's better off that all this stuff got burned." Axel grumbles.
"Y-yeah. S-some things should never be done!" Alfie agrees.
"Do you feel the ground rumbling?" Tarin asks as she turns to you.
You don't have time to answer when Clementine shakes and rumbles. At first, you're afraid that there's some kind of mechanical issue, until you realize that it's not Clementine shaking, but the ground beneath her feet.
Suddenly, a giant steel hand rises from the flames, clenching into a defiant fist.
>RUN
>SHOOT
>PANIC
>Other
>>44163223
>>SHOOT
ALL THE AMMUNITION!
>>44163223
>Other
Stomp on it
>>44163223
>SHOOT
>>44163223
Get Clementine out of the way of the giant Fist!
>>44163223
>>SHOOT
FUCKING NAZI MECHA BULLSHIT!
>>44163223
>SHOOT
>>44163223
>>SHOOT
>>44163223
>SHOOT
>>44163223
>SHOOT
>Suddenly, a giant steel hand rises from the flames, clenching into a defiant fist.
Please, do not call it the Eisen Riese.
>>44163223
>SHOOT
>>44163223
>RUN
>>44163223
>>PANIC
AAAAAAAAAAAAAH
>>44163223
"I did not think that I vould have to use this so soon." You here Strasse's voice growl through unseen loudspeakers. "But I apparently have no choice."
With that, a massive humanoid form rises from the flames, its head featureless save for a thin, visor-like optic shines brightly as it activates. It stands upright, easily dwarfing your VTs. You watch warily as its head looks down at the four of you.
"It appears you must be taught a lesson!"
Your first instinct is to fire, your cannon roaring as the HVAP shell flies out and punches into the torso of the massive machine with little effect, like a flea bite. The rest of the platoon fires, but their weaker 75mm cannons don't even seem to scratch it.
The massive machine then raises it's massive foot, large enough to crush a VT under it...
>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
>You need to lead it towards the main force to use their combined firepower.
>Other
>>44163667
>>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
>>44163667
>>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
it would slaughter them all.
>>44163667
>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
>>44163667
>>You need to lead it towards the main force to use their combined firepower.
>>44163667
>>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
well fuck me with a rake
>>44163667
>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
This calls for artillery.
>>44163667
>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
So this is gonna be an Ace Combat superweapon battle, but with tanks.
EXCELLENT
>>44163667
>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
>>44163717
but the annoying thing is the smug bitch/bastard constantly taunting us is ruining the fucking mood. STFU Strasse.
>Other
Aim for the Uberpanzer's speakers.
>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
>>44163667
>You need to lead this thing away from the main force.
>>44163667
"Tarin, move, MOVE! We gotta lead this thing away from the main force!" You yell.
"Moving!" Tarin yells back as she jerks the control stick, pivoting Clementine around to move away from the main attack force at full gallop. The rest of the platoon, in the absence of any kind of orders, instinctively follows your lead, running as fast as possible while ineffectually firing their cannons at the massive armored beast. Only your shells seem to be punching through the armor if aimed right, but without any idea of where the damn thing's weak points were, all you were doing was pricking it with a pin.
At least the good thing about it being so damn large was that it was pretty damn slow. Even Brick was able to outpace it, though only just barely.
"Our guns aren't scratching it!" Axel curses. "What do we do?!"
"Well, it's shaped like a human, so we take it down like a human!" Rock observes. "Like my old hand to hand combat instructor said, sweep the leg!"
"Hm, if we pour enough high explosive into one of the knees, we might be able to damage enough to cause it to stop or fall." Parker muses. "We just need somebody to draw it's attention, though. We can't aim effectively if we're forced to keep moving all the time."
"Wonderful." Bannon groans.
>Choose who to distract the Uberpanzer!
>You
>Axel and Alfie
>Alex and Rock
>Bannon and Parker
>Other
>>44164021
>>Alex and Rock
They got the wheels.
>>44164021
>Alex and Rock
they're the most maneuverable, and we have the most firepower
>>44164021
>Alex and Rock
we're the best choice, but we're the only ones who can damage it
>>44164021
>Alex and Rock
>>44164021
>>Alex and Rock
Speed.
>>44164021
>Alex and Rock
>>44164021
>>Alex and Rock
hey remember when you added wheels your VT
>>44164021
>>Axel and Alfie
>>44164175
u wot
>>44164021
>Alex and Rock
Rolled 9, 19 = 28 (2d20)
>>44164021
"Rock, Alex, you think you two are up to being the bait?" You ask.
"Sure thing." Alex says solemnly, probably knowing they were the best suited for the task.
"I suppose that's the tradeoff to being the fastest." Rock sighs. "Sure thing, kid."
"All right, the rest of you, pick a firing position and get to it! Rock, we'll be waiting on you!" Bannon barks.
"Roger that." Rock sighs as Lagoon sprints across the Uberpanzer's path, firing its cannon wildly as it goes. It takes the bait, and starts turning its head to track the fleeing VT, and be extension, the rest of its massive body begins to pivot. As Lagoon is literally right under the machine, the Uberpanzer lifts its gigantic foot and slams down.
"Left. LEFT!" You hear Alex command.
Lagoon sidesteps to the left, deftly avoiding the foot, but the shockwave it causes from the impact alone propels Lagoon several feet into the air before it comes crashing back down, its knees bending to absorbing the sudden fall.
"Shit, that steps HARD." Rock curses. "If you guys are gonna do something, do it now!"
By this point, you and the rest of the platoon have taken position behind a small ridge, and you all aim up at the back of the giant's knee.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 9 (1d20)
>>44164432
Rolled 8 (1d20)
>>44164432
Come on....DICE GODS!
Rolled 7 (1d20)
>>44164432
HERE COMES THE BOOM!
Rolled 17 (1d20)
>>44164432
>>44164454
>>44164459
>>44164467
Well.....I hope Lagoon can do an encore.
>>44164432
All three of you fire, pumping shots of fire and steel into the back of the giant. But the target is tiny, moving, and far away. Yours and Bannon's shots miss wide, but Axel scores a direct hit, engulfing the knee joint in fire and shrapnel. You watch as the giant stumbles, its footing suddenly uncertain.
Suddenly, you see panels in the giant's back open, revealing batteries of cannons, no doubt to give it some ranged firepower. And they were all now aiming at your little group...
>Stay still and continue to pour fire into the knee.
>Focus on taking out the cannons.
>Scatter to avoid incoming fire.
>Other
>>44164636
>>Stay still and continue to pour fire into the knee.
I'm in for a fucking pound.
>>44164636
>Focus on taking out the cannons.
>>44164636
>>Scatter to avoid incoming fire.
>>44164636
>>Scatter to avoid incoming fire.
>>44164636
>Focus on taking out the cannons.
Maybe we can cause an internal ammo explosion.
>>44164636
>Focus on taking out the cannons.
She's exposed another weakspot! Take them down!
>>44164636
>Stay still and continue to pour fire into the knee.
>>44164636
>Focus on taking out the cannons.
>>44164636
>Focus on taking out the cannons.
>>44164636
>>Stay still and continue to pour fire into the knee.
Rolled 4, 16, 14 = 34 (3d20)
>>44164636
"Focus fire on the cannons!" You order as you bring your own cannon in line with the newly revealed array of weapons. You see Bannon and Axel quickly elevate their own guns upwards to engage as well.
Both sides fire at the same time.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 15 (1d20)
>>44165049
COME ON!
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>>44165049
FIAAARRRRREEE
Rolled 3 (1d20)
>>44165049
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>44165049
>>44165099
again!? a 20 outside of the 3 rolls!?
FML
why dice gods why!?
>>44165049
The giant's cannons fire , but they're rapidly aimed and not very accurate. By contrast, you and your platoon score numerous hits, you shells going right into the new openings and demolishing a few of the cannons. Unfortunately, there were no secondary explosions, meaning any damage you caused was ultimately limited.
Meanwhile, the giant's return fire does score a couple of hits. One glances off of Brick, while scores a solid hit on Bannon's VT, scoring a deep gouge in the frontal armor.
"Shit! Falling back!" Bannon coughs, apparently from smoke as Parker puts their VT in reverse, leaving just you, Brick and Lagoon to fight for now.
What's more, the Uberpanzer's cannon panels close up, probably just now realizing they were a new weakness. It then starts turning around, its arms ready to strike. Its movement is slowed as its damaged left knee sparks and smokes, but its actions are clear and inevitable.
>Time to run!
>One more salvo!
>Other
>>44165288
>Time to run!
>>44165288
>>Time to run!
>>44165288
>>One more salvo!
make the fucker fall.
>>44165288
>Time to run!
>Other
get around it to hit it's knee again!
>>44165288
>>One more salvo!
>>44165288
>One more salvo!
>>44165288
>>One more salvo
>>44165288
>Other
Reposition ourselves and get in more shots at the knee. We're fast enough to stay ahead of it.
>>44165288
>>One more salvo!
Rolled 17, 11 = 28 (2d20)
>>44165288
"Axel, hold position!" You call out. "One more salvo! We can put this thing down right now!"
"G-got it!" Axel responds. You see Brick bracing to fire and you do the same.
"Don't leave us out!" Rock calls out as you see the now forgotten Lagoon galloping up behind the Uberpanzer.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>44165445
Rolled 14 (1d20)
>>44165445
Rolled 16 (1d20)
>>44165445
Rolled 2 (1d20)
>>44165445
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>44165445
Rolled 15 (1d20)
>>44165445
COME ON!
>>44165445
All three of your VTs fire. You see one shell glance off of the knee joint, but two more, yours and Axel's, score direct hits. This time, the knee joint buckles and smokes, sending the giant crashing down onto its damaged knee. The rest of its body would have fallen to if it didn't manage to prop itself up with its two massive arms, the dual impact causing another miniature earthquake.
And this brings its head conveniently right into firing range of your cannon.
>Demand Strasse surrender.
>Fire
>Other
>>44165564
>Fire
And then try to search the wreckage for his body, because no doubt this fucker has wired himself up more than his zombies.
>>44165564
>Fire
>>44165564
>>Fire
Game Over
>>44165564
>>Fire
>>44165564
>Fire
Never let a smart and evil man make his own decisions.
>>44165564
>Fire
It's not down yet! It's still operational! It can still use it's cannons and other super secret weapons!
>>44165564
>Demand Strasse surrender.
>>44165564
>Fire
MOre nightmares
>>44165564
"This is for every Tilean you've killed, every innocent soul you turned into a fucking zombie. Say 'ahhhhh', motherfucker."
>Fire
>>44165564
>Fire
For the greater good
>>44165564
>>Fire
>>44165564
>Fire
Mercy gets our friends killed
>>44165615
No. No monologues, no sentences, no single words. Just shoot him. Give him NO chances.
>>44165564
>Fire
I expect for him to escape somehow anyway.
>>44165564
>Demand Strasse surrender.
>>44165564
>>Fire
>>44165564
>Fire
>>44165564
There's no words or niceties or customary farewells. You aim Clementine's cannon right at the big, glowing target that is the giant's visor and hit the trigger. Almost instantaneously, see a hole materialize right in the middle of the visor. It goes dark.
And you could swear you could hear laughing.
"So gullible." You hear Strasse's final words.
>Roll 1d20
Rolled 16 (1d20)
>>44165776
Rolled 5 (1d20)
>>44165776
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>44165776
Rolled 9 (1d20)
>>44165776
Rolled 6 (1d20)
>>44165776
COME ON!
>>44165776
son of a bitch
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>44165776
>"So gullible." You hear Strasse's final words.
Give him the 1 finger salute.
>>44165793
I knew it. He was never in that thing to begin with. He's already long gone and fled the field.
>>44165776
It's not gullible, its giant stompy thing trying to kill us all. Priorities and stuff.
>>44165811
Or he's about to self-destruct it, leaving us to get nuked.
>>44165832
or for more of a twist of the knife, both he escaped and it'll self destruct.
>>44165811
We better check if this place has a secret underground lab.
>>44165846
>>44165832
Eh, his own people *may* "retire" him for screwing the pooch on this war. Depends on the political leadership.
>>44165868
There is that option, but on the other hand, he is a genius and his inventive skills can fetch a high price.Like how the U.S. took in nazi scientist after the war
>>44165889
some people should just be killed because they are monsters
>>44165889
That just means the Tileans are gonna pick him up unless we kill him
>>44165776
Tarin, either from luck, intuition, or just some sort of sixth sense, is the first to grasp the meaning of those words. Without any input from you, she immediately grabs the controls and spins Clementine around.
"CLEAR THE AREA!" You hear Tarin yell for the first time in a very long time. She was always the kind of person who when she raised her voice, it was for a very, VERY good reason.
Alfie and Alex instinctively react to Tarin's warning and immediately turn and start trying to gain as much distance from the fallen hulk.
Just mere seconds later, the Uberpanzer explodes in a violent cloud of fire, briefly becoming an artificial sun. For the second time in the night, your platoon runs for their lives as they're chased by a massive explosion. However, this one was a bit more powerful than the train, and the shockwave hits the back of Clementine and actually knocks her forward, putting her so off balance that not even Tarin can keep it under control and Clementine topples.
"Hold on-" Is all you manage to utter when Clementine nosedives into the dirt, sending you flying forward from your seat and into the control panel in front of you, and all you see is stars.
--
"Hey."
You groan as your eyes slowly force themselves open. You can hear a dull thumping against Clementine's hull.
"HEY! Can you hear me in there?" You hear a muffled voice from outside. "Anyone alive?"
"Yeah, we're alive." You croak, your throat suddenly feeling clogged and dry. You look over to the driver's station, where you see Tarin slowly being roused from the noise as well.
The hatch is suddenly wrenched open, filling the interior of your VT with blinding white sunlight. Either that supernatural gloom finally lifted or you were out for a VERY long time. A Tilean medic pokes her head in.
"You two okay?" She inquires, her eyes already scanning both you and Tarin for any obvious injuries.
(cont)
>>44166111
"I'm fine." You groan as you start to crawl your way to Tarin and help pull her up to the hatch. The medic dutifully takes Tarin and hauls her out while a second medic pulls you out. You wince at the sunlight outside, and wait for your eyes to adjust.
When they do, they show just how narrowly you avoided disaster. Where the fallen Uberpanzer used to be was a massive black crater, the charred dirt still smoking. Of the giant war machine, there was no sign, no doubt vaporized by the blast. Had you been standing still, you probably would've been vaporized with it.
"Lucky bastards." The medic remarks. "We though you guys were toast after seeing that blast."
"Lucky us, huh?" You chuckle.
You and Tarin are escorted to an impromptu aid station, where Axel, Alfie, Rock, and Alex were already gathered, all in various states. Rock was sitting on a cot, smoking with one arm while the other was in a sling. Alex seemed to be taking a nap, while Axel had a thick bandage around his head with a anxious but otherwise healthy Alfie fretting over his condition.
"Yo, so you're still alive, kid." Rock exhales a small cloud of smoke. "Good to see. Tarin really saved our asses there."
"Oh, I'm so glad to see you two are saaaaafe!" Alfie wails as she hugs both you and Tarin.
"Same." Tarin says simply.
"Good to see you're okay to." You grin. "Where's Bannon and Parker?"
"Currently getting the hell chewed out of them by Sawyer." Rock sighs.
"What? But we won, didn't we?" You blink.
"Yeah, we won, but not quite in the way the higher ups desired." Rock shrugs. "I think it's best we lowly tankers stay out of it.
>Yeah, it's not your fight.
>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>Other
>>44166121
>>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
>>Yeah, it's not your fight.
>>44166121
>>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
>>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
damn the rank we are going to back up our people.
>>44166121
>>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>"Isn't it kinda against regulations to let personal grudges affect your treatment of your subourdinates?"
>>44166121
"Hell, nobody could have seen this coming. Those two do their best for us. I'll stand for them."
>Support Bannon and Parker
>>44166121
>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
>Fuck that. Parker and Bannon looked out for you and you'll return the favor.
>>44166121
"Fuck that, Bannon and Parker have looked out for us, the very least we can do is return the favor." You scowl.
"Well, good luck with that." Rock takes another pull from his cigarette. "As you can see, the rest of us are out of commission for the time being."
"Don't worry, we'll manage." Tarin remarks as she puts an ice pack against her head. "Just make sure they take care of the VTs."
"W-we will!" Alfie says.
After a quick bandage job to cover up some cuts on your head, you and Tarin head over to the main facility, which has now been converted into a makeshift HQ. You could see soldiers running to and fro, tagging and bagging pretty much anything they could find and burning the rest. Meanwhile, more soldiers were busy packing up gear and recovering vehicles, taking ones that could be salvaged while leaving behind ones that were beyond repair. Even though Tilea had seized the facility, there was no reason to actually hold it. The army would be moving on to link back up with the Bretons for one final push to the capital.
The guards let you into the HQ after a quick check of your credentials, where you see a very frustrated looking Sawyer glaring at your commanding officers.
"Not only did you essentially destroy the entire main laboratory complex, destroying a treasure trove of possible intelligence we could have gained on Reikland's experimental weapons programs, but you go and kill the only man who knew about all of them!" Sawyer shakes his head. "Now, I would've expected this sort of carelessness from Bannon, but not your, Parker."
"The situation on the ground wasn't that simple." Parker says, trying to stay as straight and composed as possible. "There were multiple unexpected factors at play."
(cont)
>>44166429
"Sir." You say flatly as you step into the room. "If you're going to blame anybody for all the destruction, it's me. I was the one who derailed the train and I was the one that put the finishing blow to Strasse. Bannon and Parker had nothing to do with it."
"Is that so?" Sawyer's attention switches over to you. He then looks to Tarin. "Were you in on it, too?"
"Yes sir. We're a crew, after all." Tarin says simply.
Sawyer just looks at you, and then back to Bannon and Parker before finally shaking his head and letting his shoulders droop.
"Off the record, you people did a damn fine job. We all saw you take down that superweapon of his, and whatever was in that lab is better off not coming out." He grumbles. "But we took some pretty heavy casualties in this battle and the brass are unhappy we don't have much to show for it. Somebody's going to have to answer for that. You sure you want to put yourself in the crosshairs?"
You give on glance over to Tarin, who nods silently in agreement. She's stuck with you so far, so why was she going to change her mind now?
>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>Sounds like I'd be way in over my head, sir.
>Other
>>44166440
>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166440
>>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166440
>>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166440
>>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166440
>>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166440
>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166440
>>I'm ready for anything, sir.
Seduce the enemy!
>>44166440
>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166440
>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>So Bannon and Parker would have been doing a "damn fine job" had they been "in on it" as well, sir?
Also for some reason I keep thinking Sawyer is a woman.
>>44166473
The enemy, in this case, is Tilean High Command.
Unless you mean to offer up Tarin to that group of old men, of course.
>>44166440
>I'm ready for anything, sir.
>>44166489
Or just offer ourselves up.
Either way, it's gonna go like a doujin.
>>44166508
>>44166440
>I'm ready for anything, sir.
Remember you're the VT commander. Tarin did all under your orders, in case we need to take one for her.
(Then let her comfort you after your scolding.)
>>44166508
>it's gonna go like a doujin.
Then that means taking Tarin and making Roy watch.
And Tarin ends up preferring the old men.
Because that's what happens whenever there's a doujin of a group of old, fat, powerful men and a young couple where the guy is an upstanding fellow.
You're enabling NTR, is what you're doing.
>>44166553
thats what Roy an Tarin's daughter will look like
>>44166588
god why is NTR a thing?
>>44166600
Japan is self-lothing?
>>44166609
GDI japan.
>>44166553
>>44166595
>Daughteru aged up.
>>44166588
Or it could just be really creepy yaoi, if they go for Roy.
Because really, Tarin would just kill them all. High Command assassinated means that the Tilean military is shot to hell, and the war goes belly up, and the Reikzis win and start the New Order.
And all because they tried to fuck one girl.
>>44166661
>fixed that pic for you
>>44166440
"I'm ready for anything sir." You say with confidence. "What's going to happen?"
"Fortunately for you, since we're at war, we can't afford to lose skilled soldiers to such petty things like court martials or corporal punishment." Sawyer grumbles. "Unfortunately, the brass have more 'creative' methods of punishment. Namely, extremely dangerous missions."
"So we're being sent on a suicide mission, sir?" Tarin raises an eyebrow.
"Let's not call it that. A lot of bad luck to call them that." Sawyer gives a sad grin. "But yes, that's the general idea."
"Well, how suicidal is it going to be?" You ask.
"How do I put this." Sawyer frowns. "We just got word from the Bretons. They managed to seize the Iron Foundry, but suffered a few setbacks. The Reiklanders were able to evacuate lot of equipment and vehicles tanks to the actions of one particular person, and due to certain conduct that person has committed, the Bretons are howling for blood."
Sawyer then tosses a picture on the table. On, you could see a very familiar one-eyed girl, sitting casually in a large wooden chair with what had to be a dozen captured Breton battle standards. On the corner, you could see elegant handwriting reading "Thanks for the new wall decorations! I'll be sure to take good care of them!"
"The brass not only sees this as a way to get back into the Bretons' good graces, but they consider her a strategic threat to the war effort." Sawyer gives you hard stare. "Your mission will be to eliminate Ellisaria Adler von Hess."
>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread will be on Saturday. Don't forget KanColle on Friday!
>Also, since we've still got leftover posts, I'll leave the rest of the thread open for Q&A, not just for VTQ, but for any of my other currently running (or concluded) quests as well!
>>44166693
Thanks for the run!
>>44166663
>High Command assassinated means that the Tilean military is shot to hell, and the war goes belly up, and the Reikzis win and start the New Order.
No, it means that the Britons finish off Reikland and are the premier world power instead of Tilea.
Which means that Britonnian culture, not Tilean, will come to dominate the world.
All hail Britonnia!
https://youtu.be/yHNfvJc99YY
>>44166693
thanks for running
>>44166693
So if we had brought the giant walking death machine to the rest of the army, how many would have been killed.
>>44166693
See you next run, Merc!
>>44166708
>Not going for All Hail Britannia
pleb
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ykpDQhWlrBQ
>>44166693
What are battle standards?
Damn it, we should have captured her when we had the chance.
>>44166693
>"'Eliminate' meaning 'kill with extreme prejudice', sir? Or 'eliminate' meaning 'take her prisoner and *thoroughly*....'discipline' her? The second one, right? Ohpleasepleaseplease..."
>>44166721
Quite a lot! They certainly would have helped take down the Uberpanzer much more easily, though!
>>44166693
Iiiiiiiiiiiiit's garbage disposal time!
>>44166693
Who was that riflewoman in the pic?
>>44166741
Those tall sticks with flags hanging on them.
>>44166741
Flags sometimes used as rally markers for armies, and symbols of their prowess and might. To capture one is the ultimate disgrace for the captured unit...the very symbol that unifies them has been lost to a foe. They are worthless as warriors.
>>44166693
What was Morgan's family occupation back in CIMQ?
Did she date Producer's nephew?
>>44166744
you made it sound like taking it down was hard.
anyhow did anyone we know got killed on the breton side?
>>44166741
>What are battle standards?
Basically a large colored flag that identifies your unit/house/affiliation. Back in the old days, it had a lot of practical use for visual communication, but nowadays battle standards have significant symbolic value. Think of it as medieval swag.
>>44166693
So they want Hess dead or Alive or just dead?
>>44166693
So how homo is Pacific Strike gonna get?
>>44166771
>you made it sound like taking it down was hard.
I guess the more accurate term is FASTER, then.
>>44166760
Just a random face in a big army!
>>44166765
Basically the Russian equivalent of a warrior clan. So, basically a mafia organization, in a way. As for the second question? Who knows?
>>44166788
As homo as you want it~
>>44166780
"Eliminate" is such a broad term...
>>44166792
>Basically the Russian equivalent of a warrior clan. So, basically a mafia organization, in a way
So Cossacks?
>>44166810
How badly messed up are the Bretons anyhow? How many dead/wounded to combat capable.
>>44166810
Well is she doing this intentionally to draw Roy out?
Honestly surprised they managed to repair her Panzer.
>>44166823
but Cossacks are cool and bro level awesome.
>>44166824
Not so much that their army is crippled, but enough to really make their victory sting.
>>44166826
No, she did it because she really likes fighting! It's what she was literally born and raised to do, after all!
>Honestly surprised they managed to repair her Panzer.
Who said she was piloting the same one?
>>44166847
Did Roy wake up after Hess showed up in his dream or did it continue and fade to black?
Also how is his mental state right now? Considering he seen and killed people up close?
>>44166864
he should still be stable since all that go wrecked was a train and a giant fucking nazi mech.
>>44166864
>Did Roy wake up after Hess showed up in his dream or did it continue and fade to black?
Let's leave that up for the doujins to answer!
>Also how is his mental state right now? Considering he seen and killed people up close?
So far, like pretty much every other soldier, he's been compartmentalizing it as "It was him or me."
>>44166693
What would we have gotten out of studying the Panthers instead of the zombies?
ACQ 100k credit fighters: Nosferatu vs Shinden II vs repaired Morgan. Brief rundown on how they would have compared against each other?
>>44166874
what about the beheading of a man?
I mean he was caked in a traitor's blood by using a broadsword and then he dreamed of fucking his tank driver?
Roy is starting to fascinate me on how his mind works.
>>44166878
>What would we have gotten out of studying the Panthers instead of the zombies?
Just additional tank upgrades. Maybe even your own refurbished Panther, if you were lucky!
>ACQ 100k credit fighters: Nosferatu vs Shinden II vs repaired Morgan. Brief rundown on how they would have compared against each other?
Let's leave that one up for the fanfics to answer!
>>44166895
we can't get it now?
