《M-chan Wars: Rise and Fall of the Cat Tyrant》Chapter 16: Feline Play
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- Memory log 2: GEN (CAT) Nathanael -
Returning to CAT Command Centre, I find the Commanding Officer, MAJ Lurker, absent from his duties.
"Who's in charge here now?"
"Sir! It is I, CPT (CAT) Catwalker nyo." before giving me a salute.
"At ease. Where is Lurker?"
"The Major went off to stop our god from firing the Nyaa~vastator. He has yet to return since nyaa."
"And it seems he won't be. I will take over from here. Brief me on the overall situation, Captain."
"Sir! With full deployment in effect, our forces are overwhe-" before he gets interrupted by a loud Nyaa from a CAT manning a Comms channel.
"What is it?" I asked before the Captain could protest.
"Generaaa! A report has come in from the CAT commander attacking their Frontline HQ nyon! MG Simba is using some otherworldly power to terminate our forces in an instant nya!"
"Law Enforcer, is it. Tell the commander on site to resume his attack. Simba will not be able to keep it up for long."
"Yes, nyan!"
Having Catwalker resume his report, I glance over the various monitors, anticipating the enemy's next move.
- End of memory log 2: GEN (CAT) Nathanael -
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- Memory log 3: LTC Aiel -
Temporarily leaving command to one of my subordinates as all contact with the frontline was now lost, I walk down to the prison cells to look for the imprisoned CPT Kaiki once more.
With MAJ Yuno and squad of Kuuderes following behind, I now stand before the prison bars that separates me from the war criminal. Looking up at me with a disturbing smile, he raises an eyebrow when he sees the guards behind me.
"Aiel! I guess you finally stopped relying on your tiny pair and got yourself a number of ladies to watch your butt now, huh."
"Kaiki. Before I waste you right now, I suggest you perk up and listen clearly to what I am about to offer you."
"Ohhh...." Catching his interest, he sits upright before saying, "Go on. Let's hear what generous offer you have for me."
"Under a section of M-chan's unspoken law, any Alliance Officer ranked MG or higher has the right to declare an amnesty to a criminal on the grounds of irrefutable heroic deed."
"You can cut the mish mash. Get to the point."
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"The point is," as I lean forward to show my seriousness, "perform the task that I'm about to give you and I will reflect this deed of yours to Simba, who will in most likelihood grant you the said removal of your charges."
"Hmm. Hmm. Mighty good deal it sounds. And if the General chooses not to?"
"Then you always have the choice of running before the battle ends."
"HAHAHHAAHAHAA!!! Marvelous. Now if you will free me from these chains and equip me with a pistol and a ride, I will do whatever you ask."
"Release him." signalling to the guard to free CPT Kaiki as I walk off.
"And before I forget, MAJ Yuno here will brief you on your mission and ensure you keep your end of the deal first."
"Oh. I will have these beautiful ladies for escort? Excellent."
For some reason, I felt unusually bitter when Kaiki said that.
- End of memory log 3: LTC Aiel -
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- Memory log 2: 1LT Mark -
- User heartbeat detected. Proceeding with electrical boost -
Regaining consciousness, the first thing that I saw or rather, felt was air being blown into my mouth. Wanting to stop this unknown source of air, I jerked up my body upwards in an attempt to sit up only to knock hard against someone's forehead.
"Iitaaiii..." is the only thing I heard as I started to faint once more due to the throbbing headache I got from the hard collision.
Before I could fully lose consciousness, a wave of slaps hits me violently. Sensing my life to be in grave danger, I pushed myself upwards while sitting up to avoid the attack. As I sat up, I felt my head pushing itself up between two soft fleshy pillars.
"Aaarrhhhhnnn~~~..." was all the sound needed for me to realise which typical harem protagonist action I have just performed.
Forcing my eyes open, the sight of 4 yanderes staring from above me with bloodthirsty rage affirmed my suspicions. Not wanting to make another rash mistake, I raised both hands up as I leaned forward before standing up. Turning around, I looked at the yandere who I just raised an unexpected flag with.
Before any of them could say anything, I straighten out my hands into “Stop hand signs” and asked where we were now.
"Lieutenant Mark, we are currently in the underground cellar of a former tavern."
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"We brought you here for shelter and tried to revive you as you wouldn't get up after being caught in the earlier blast."
"You were only gripping tightly onto your chest as we carried you here so we figured you might have had a heart attack!"
"Since CPR was the best treatment we had to offer, we even decided on the order of giving you air!"
"If you did not wake up for a few more seconds, we were planning to give you air from both..."
"Okay wait. That's about more than enough of what I really need to know." while giving myself a facepalm for the cliche I was now in..
"Now if you would move aside, we need to punish the naughty girl who got extra service..."
"Stop right there. I will reward the rest of you after this battle ends, okay? Please save your anger for the enemies..." as I resigned to the fate of having to amicably resolve this eventually.
With a synchronous "Yes Sir!", I ask for our current displacement from SC Simon. Being a mere kilometre away, we promptly returned to the previous location of Leader to find a familiar face fighting off CAT forces that surrounded him and a female soldier.
Using Formation Y, we dispose of CATs and several of their contraptions within minutes, rescuing the two from potential demise. Running over, he calls out to me and affirms his identity as my old friend 1LT Jonathan.
"I thought you were posted to the outer regions?" I asked.
"And I thought you were safely living it out in mainland."
"Quite evidently not the case as you can see."
"As always. Now SC Simon has ordered us to retreat back to base. But with the number of CAT forces falling from the skies and popping from the ground, it's probably more of backing up."
"We better get started then." I said as we begin running in the general direction of Frontline HQ.
- End of memory log 2: 1LT Mark -
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- Memory log 2: MSG Ahyaa -
"Eagle 4! ON YOUR SIX! ON YOUR SIX!"
Jerking the grip stick back as hard as I could, I held my breath as my jet goes upside down and back up, positioning me behind a sneaky Nyaacat. Firing all missiles, I score a lucky hit that cracks the creature's pastry body, turning into bits of a smashed pop tart as it falls harmlessly.
"I-I'm hit! I'M HIT!"
"TAU 1 HERE! NEED IMMEDIATE COVER!"
"This is Eagle 2, focus on evasive manoeuvres! Take them out when you get the chance!"
"Easier said than done, Madam! I can't get this...oh god it's in front of---*static*"
Watching as another one of my fellow pilots are taken down by a Nyaacat, that deviously planted itself in a position where no pilot would have had time to react from.
With frightening durability and uncanny speed, their coordinated movement completed their domination in aerospace without the need for ranged weaponry. As our numbers dwindled, we now consist of 9 fighters and only 3 bombers.
Zipping through a tight passage between 2 Nyaacats that tried to crush me, I emerge to spot Eagle 2, piloted by 1LT Mao, in a tight situation around several Nyaacats.
Surprisingly, she dodges every stray bullet from the bombers attempting to support us while evading each of the Nyaacats that attempts to flank her into demise. Distracted by her elegant flight pattern, I nearly failed to notice a Nyaacat that attempts to ram me head on.
Tilting my jet to the side for a bit, I notice a strange Nyaacat that was out of the lot moving forward at an even higher speed than normal. Realising its forward path would most likely result in a direct collision with 1LT Mao as she was distracted by surrounding Nyaacats, I desperately look for a solution.
Spotting a Nyaacat on my trail, I released the air brakes and fired my back thrusters while tilting right, causing the Nyaacat to zip past me while scraping lightly the underbelly of my aircraft. Having its full attention now, I changed my course to head for 1LT Mao's position.
"MAO-SAN! COASTER DIVE PATTERN!!" as I close in on her from the side.
Hearing my command, she immediately turns in my direction as we execute a 45 degree dive downwards just a metre away from crashing into one another.
Not being able to react in time to our sudden manoeuvre, the Nyaacat chasing me collides head on with the Nyaacat that was about to hit her. As they two got stuck onto each other, they collide with three more Nyaacats before receiving a direct blast of missiles from Mao-san.
"G-good job there. But remember who's in command here!" says Mao-san, flying off to help another fighter before I could say anything.
- End of memory log 2: MSG Ahyaa -
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