《M-chan Wars: Rise and Fall of the Cat Tyrant》Chapter 21: Yarn of Fiery Ends
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- Memory log 4: LTC Aiel -
Descending on the battlefield swiftly on our light and fast jeeps, three companies consisting of Specialist OTAKUs, Mayaderes and Mahou Shoujos led by me mowed down the numerous CAT forces that dominated the battlefield.
Rescuing groups of Alliance soldiers that were part of the original invasion, I ordered our men to scatter out evenly to resume our retaking of the battlefield as I proceed on to search for MAJ Yuno and CPT Kaiki.
Analysing the battlefield data from earlier, the last known location where SC Simon was believed to be fighting should be in the area a few kilometres before the grand stairs of the Church.
Driving deeper into the battlefield with a small convoy, we started encountering roaming CAT forces. Using my ability, Critical Point, my recoilless energy weapon allows me to make accurate shots that destroy even their mechas with ease.
In my excitement, I did not notice the CAT mecha hovering half a kilometre away preparing to fire its missiles. All of a sudden, the mecha explodes without us attacking it.
Slowing down to take a look at what happened, I saw a familiar figure appearing behind the smoke. In a brief sprint, the figure makes its way over to our jeep.
"Aiel-kun. Inattentive as always. How are you going to repay me for using my Yaoi Shtick to save you, hmm?"
"Anything other than with a butt if that’s what you are asking, Hitagi."
"I will settle for Ahyaa."
"Done." I replied, snapping at his offer.
"So what are you doing out here? Weren't you supposed to be tucked in safely at HQ?" asks COL Hitagi.
"I need to pick up a group of handpicked subordinates of mine. Will you be coming along?"
Before Hitagi could reply, another loud explosion in the direction of the Oppai statue caught our attention. With a huge hole blown in the face of the Oppai statue, a giant flaming ball comes dropping down and crashes onto the Church.
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"I would be glad to COME along, but I'm not sticking my Yaoi Shtick in any where else other than my usual accommodation." answers COL Hitagi.
- End of memory log 4: LTC Aiel -
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- Memory log 4: 1LT Jonathan -
Returning to the building where the Light Armoured Transports were parked earlier, we waited for about 5 minutes for the remaining kuuderes that were sent out as distraction earlier to return after firing the signal flare.
At the request of MRC DarkCloud, we brought along the corpse of 2LT Redshirt back on a stretcher that was brought along by a kuudere medic. Not quite sure who he is though. I only have a vague memory of seeing him back in training.
With CPT Kaiki disappearing in the midst of the earlier battle, 1LT Mark was now blaming himself for not keeping a close watch over the convict. As I wandered a bit, a familiar presence appeared from behind and covers my eyes.
"Uh...Tia-san. Do you mind?"
"It's Tia, Jon. And we are having a break now."
"Hai...but we need to focus, okay?"
"Of course~" as she removes her hands from my eyes. "I'm just inviting you to sit in the back with me later."
"What about all the other kuuderes?"
"Do they even matter? If you mind, I could-"
"No. It's fine. Uh...look! Time's up. The Major is telling us to get on the transports."
Grabbing her by the hand, we ran over to the transports' where I asked her to get on first. As the last few kuuderes arrived, Mark and I proceed to close the doors and got onto the front seats of the second transport.
"Jon, huh. You do realise you are in for it later, don't you?" says 1LT Mark.
"How did you know?!" I cried out in surprise.
"One of my yanderes happened to be around. You can say I have plenty of ears and eyes around."
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"Darn it."
"By the way, you haven't noticed that the driver kuudere swapped positions with your yandere yet, have you."
"What the?!" as I turned to my left to see MSG Tia driving the transport while making a "Tee-Hee" face at me.
As we made our way away from the battlefield, a loud explosion occurs behind us. 1LT Mark looks out the window and watches for a bit before he updates us.
"Sergeant. You might want to put the pedal to the medal." says 1LT Mark.
"Why?" I asked.
"We have a growing ball of fire rolling down in our general direction."
Revving up the vehicle, we took off at top speed. Less than 5 minutes later, we spotted several jeeps ahead of us. Joining up with us, we turned on Comms to find it working once more.
"Hello. Hello. Do you read me?"
"Yes. This is First Lieutenant Mark."
"Hi Mark. I'm Lieutenant Colonel Aiel. Is there a Major Yuno among you?"
"Yes Sir. She is in the other transport. Comms from their vehicle should be coming on soon."
"Good. Can you brief me on what happened to you all as we move?"
"Affirmative, Sir. Where do you want me to start from?"
As the two engaged in radio conversation, I couldn't help but look anxiously at the growing fireball rumbling towards us in the side mirror.
- End of memory log 4: 1LT Jonathan -
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- Memory log 5: MG Simba -
"Sir! Our air force should be with us in a minute! ETA for deployment of paratroopers on the statue is 6 minutes!"
"Good. Have some fighters investigate that growing fireball as well."
Taking command at our makeshift outpost consisting of several foldable tables and benches, I draw new territorial lines and markings down on the map as Alliance forces rapidly pushes back CAT forces.
"G-GENERAL! You won't believe this!"
"What is it, Corporal." as I walk over to the signal man operating a mobile systems within a briefcase.
"Sir! Our systems are reading massive numbers of signatures coming from friendly mechanised units at a location under the Oppai Statue!"
"These are...EXCELLENT! If I'm correct, this war is ours for the taking. Who is in command at Alliance HQ now?!"
"A moment Sir. Alliance HQ, do you read?"
"*Bzzt* Affirmative. This is Alliance HQ. We read you loud and clear." replies the loli on the other side with a high pitch voice.
"Miss. I need to know who is in command now." I ask before the man could continue.
"Uhm...ah! Major General Yuu has just taken over command."
"Good. This is Major General Simba. Please connect Yuu onto the Comms channel."
"Y-yes sir!" as the small screen changes to display Alliance HQ.
"Simba. It's been a long time." says MG Yuu.
"Indeed. But now is not the time. We are lacking the equipment required to establish a link to M-chan ART."
"Way ahead of you. There we have it. I will have you linked to the mainframe."
"Much appreciated." as the screen transmitted visual data from the link.
With our aerial forces flying past the base, I smiled broadly as the screen shows M-chan servers returning to our control. My happiness was short-lived as a ninja appears next to me.
"General. The growing ball of fire from earlier is about to hit us in a minute."
Feeling a slight rise in temperature, I turned to see the fireball earlier now the size of an average mountain. Moving much faster than before, our retreating forces are going to be destroyed by it if it wasn't stopped.
A great power surges through my body as I stared at the flaming ball of destruction, preparing for my ultimate attack. Hovering up 20 feet into the air, I voiced the command that amplifies itself over the lands of M-chan.
"BEGONE! THIS IS REALITY! FOR I AM AN ADMINISTRATOR!"
- End of memory log 5: MG Simba -
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