@Lorddiviness

ETA for additional Harkyiuian reinforcements : 2 hours
ETA for additional Pherithian reinforcements : 1 hour

*Pherithians constructed additional artillery batteries, bunkers, trenches and other defenses*
*Pherithians built more Fleenzub airfleets, spinsword towers and mana field generators. most of them were built in western regions, but a few were constructed in central and eastern regions to support allies too*
*Phantasm Warwagons, the Warwagons which can release barrages of missiles toward foes while disguising as trees, were scattered across the west mostly, with some numbers at the center and east too*
*elite battlemages and sharpshooters were stationed in strategic spots*
*many living cakes and elementals were conjured quickly in bulk to reinforce the western sectors*

******

*Harkyiuians continued to grow like rabbits in the east, setting up more shoddy camps there, which would quickly be turned into decent bases*
*Shadowspreader Devices were constructed all over, covering the entire western area with mists of darkness, which would empower all Harkyiuians, reduce Harkyiuian invisibility, while also crippling any foes by blinding, corroding and burning them*
*many shadowspawns, Triads and war machines were hidden in dark forests immersed in these mists of darkness, eager to strike at unsuspecting foes*
*more traps were being laid around, especially the Spookmines that would explore and turn hapless Ironeagle troops into twisted shadowspawns forever enslaved to Yuet-yin's will*
*some formidable forts were finally upgraded from casual Harkyiuian bases*

******

@Kuchenlein
(BACK AT HQ)
"They will usually conduct mass human wave offensives.. so WE should be fine if we can inflict massive casualties upon them... No prisoners can be allowed unless they can fight no longer... Experience has told us that.." Volcron continued.

"Aha! I have here one silly idea!" Tikiyachod suddenly spoke with a big grin, "Let's pour greasy corrosive chocolates and lavas onto-- wait... we ourselves would need to advance after they are dealt with... I am not sure how long the sticky hot liquids will last."

"Prisoners... those Ironeagles seem so stubborn and traitorous, do they?" Yuet-yin then let out a maniacal laugh, "I have some tricks up my sleeve... With my loving sorcery, I will twist and pervert any of these guys into my little dark beasts, loyal only to me and my empire, before they even have a chance to fight back. They will go through a lot of pain and love at the same time, and they will eventually lose their minds, but be blessed with new powers and new hearts... The Hearts of Darkness..."

"Are you sure every shadowspawn that was brought this way, would remain loyal to you forever? And are you even sure that if it works?" a doubtful Tikiyachod asked

"Our aerial surveillance states that the Ironeagles have come out of their political bickering and elected a NEW Ceaser.. now they are more unified... That is going to be harder now.."

"W-what?" Tikiyachod exclaimed in surprise, then he went into a dreamy state as he was reminded of something. "They elected a new Kaiser... and mass human waves... don't tell me our enemy is actually a big glorified Holy Roman Empire, lel..."

All the others, especially the Harkyiuian elites, stared at Tikiyachod in confusion and boredom. A deathly silence came haunting the place very soon.

"Uhhh... have you played too much Europa Universalis IV?" Rhelsha mockingly asked.

Tikiyachod looked around in awkwardness, and then shrugged saying, "I don't know. I always love to blurt out random shits."

"Anyways, now with our enemy, the Ironeagle Empire, united, we're going to have a harder time..."

@Kuchenlein

ETA to Ironeagle Attack 10 hours

"Scouts have reported armor columns numbering in thousands, supported by cavalry, artillery, infantry, mechs and airships of all type.
We are currently harrassing them with our high-altitude bombardment on their ground forces. Not much casualties but it provides more of a shock effect. Within 3 hours, their forces will be in range of our heavy-long ranged artillery. With that we should be able to do some damage to their ground forces." Volcron said
A new message arrived.
"Oh... dear... looks like they are arriving faster than we thought.. they will arrive not in 10.. but 6 hours... already in range of our artillery guns..." Volcron continued.

Outside large booms from artilleries could be already heard, firing in large volleys over a HUUUGGEEE distance.
"Commencing bombardment... shells arriving within 30 minutes..." the voice continued.
Volcron started calculating..."IF our artillery can fire a shell every 50 seconds... within 30 minutes there will already be 36 shells in the air.. giving us an element of surprise..."

(At the Front)
10;00 at night on Rockgarde when suddenly explosions were heard. Bombs were blowing up in both Pherithian and Harkyuian bases. Immediately Volcron radars detected about 400 fighter bombers directly above the bases, carpeting bombing from a high altitude with micro-nukes, nukes that cause an explosion about the size of a small one story house. Searchlights immediately flared up, revealing huge amounts of heavy bombers and the Volcron started a huge storm of flak loose into the dark skies.

@Kuchenlein

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"Ahhh press conference is finally over..." Guevara sighted "How's planing?" he asked
"Almost ready, I just need to confirm a bunch of locations with the lady here" Hughes pointed at Helen
"Me?" Helen asked
"Yes dear" Hughes replied "Guevara had the most wonderful idea, to visit actual dangerous zones, which are declared too this day, war zones"
"So?" Helen said careless
"So if something might happen, he fears you'll no be able to fend for yourself" Guevara chuckled "He doesn't know you or simply loves you too much"
"Ridiculous" Helen said
"Yes dear, then we'll keep the plan as it is" Hughes said "Here's the map"
Hughes extends a map over the table



"Seems decent" Helen says
"It allows for easy detours and alterations in case anything happens" Hughes points "The cian circle is a somewhat safe zone. The big issue is the flower"
"Yes... a very dangerous enemy base is somewhat nearby. This should be easy" Guevara says uninterested
"so long as the plan has options and is kept between the three of us, it shall be easy" Helen pointed out "We'll change escorts in each big dot, except for a handful of trusted soldiers, recommended by both of you"
"Let's keep the plan itself safe" Hughes said

@Lorddiviness

*Pherithian artilleries were activated, showering barrages and rains of plasmaballs and fireballs upon the Ironeagle troops*
*however, the Harkyiuian traps were not yet in range*

(At the Front)
10;00 at night on Rockgarde when suddenly explosions were heard. Bombs were blowing up in both Pherithian and Harkyuian bases. Immediately Volcron radars detected about 400 fighter bombers directly above the bases, carpeting bombing from a high altitude with micro-nukes, nukes that cause an explosion about the size of a small one story house. Searchlights immediately flared up, revealing huge amounts of heavy bombers and the Volcron started a huge storm of flak loose into the dark skies.

*Pherithian bases immediately fought back enemy aircrafts with AA defense emplacements and units*
*Pherithians unleashed laser beams, plasmaballs and rockets to welcome these aircrafts*
*Fleenzub Fighters immediately went into dogfights with Ironeagle bombers*

*Harkyiuians, however, had it somewhat harder with anti-air*
*the mists of darkness hardly affects these enemy aircrafts since they flew too high*
*Nether Dragons of Harkyiu immediately roasted these aircrafts with shadowflames, purple flames that spread quickly, burn and corrode strongly*
*Harkyiuian flak cannons fired their fiery flaks onto enemy fighters*
*Harkyiuian Rocketsmen rallied themselves and begun firing target-seeking rockets at the enemies*



@Paillan

Just to confirm, are the enemies who the New Westerner spoke of, only the American Rebels? Or do they include the newly risen cults and partisan movements too?

Hmm... quite tricky... I don't even know if I'm going to do something with the plan... and if I want to, I am still thinking about creative ways to do it...

@Kuchenlein
Um... Directive.. what's the range of the Pherithian artillery pieces... because they are still FAR away from Rockgarde. The ones firing are super long ranged guns(like the Krupp Railway Guns).

The Ironeagle Fighter Bombers were quite tough and took a lot of punishment before pummeling down. Even then, those bombers steer towards enemy structures to deliver their last payload, exploding into a mini-nuke blast.
Being armed also with Air-to-Air weaponry, the dragons and fighters would come into stiff competition with an array of Autocannons, HMGs, Missiles and Gatling Lasers.
The Fighter Bombers started spraying Nova Sarin gas, that would burn any skin on contact onto the enemy below.
Thanks to the majority of the Volcron troops being automatrons and their little Citadelguard squads were heavily armed and had working gas masks, they were unaffected.

@Lasersquid112

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Helmina looked at the rifle with interest. Her own nations have sufficiently advanced weapons, but only energy weapons have any sorts of indicators, and even then the indicators only show power bars. She seemed to be also amazed about the rifle being plugged into a spacesuit. She nodded and let out a big smile, but then she quickly retracted the smile.

She reached out to her pocket, pulled out a bar of candies. A faint magikal scent came as she opened the bar of candies. She then took a pink candy out and put it in her mouth, swallowing it in pleasure.

As the otherworldly marine began to speak, she and a few other Revitals took out their notepads and began to jot down things.

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"Whoah... Your empire must have been great." the captain expressed in amazement but also looked at him with some confusion and disbelief. But she then turned to look at the rifle, then nodded slowly. "Hmmm..." she continued to listen.

"Hmm... wait... Devourer? Who the fuck was that? Was that some sort of eldritch demon? Sounds fucking tough, even your powerful empire could not deal with it, at least without a hard fight..." Helmina mumbled as she listened and nodded.

She continued to listen, while beginning to ponder about possible answers in her head. And she also wrote some of her doubts and questions inside, too.

A seemingly powerful empire of humanity that dominated an entire galaxy. Looking at his futuristic suit and rifle, it seemed quite plausible. But it is also likely just a random futuristic tyranny brainwashing the people. But what is a Devourer?

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"Hmmmm... didn't matter... enemy was on board... but missiles dropped..." a quite puzzled Helmina mumbled. She then took another pink candy and placed it in her mouth.

"Hmmm..." she smiled a little noticing his sadistic smile, and slightly nodded. But it was somewhat also worrying for her, but she kept her concerns well concealed...

The cigar caught her trivial attention, and she quickly jotted down his love for cigars in the notepad. Otherwise, nothing much happened. Somehow it reminded her of her love for her candies.

<Snipped quote>

"Sounds like a cosmic horror very much..." said as she took a sip of her coffee.

<Snipped quote>

"Either way, it seems you have no choice... wait for death, run to death, or fight to death..." she remarked, then suddenly a question came in her mind. "Oh, wait, or did the Devourer offer you guys and gals any sort of deal? No?"

"An illusion... lovely..." the lady captain commented as she peered at the hologram with interest.

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The lady was very moved by the great speech from the hologram. The tale made her smile greatly, but also some tears came out of her eyes. Upon noticing her tears, she looked away for a moment, removed her tears before looking back and mumbled... "This... reminds me of Lieutenant Adnan... He was a brave hero also, fighting for his homeland despite all odds against him... he was the one saying, 'we will fight till the last drop of our blood'..."

For the most part, she simply nodded and smiled listening to his tale silently.

"'We cannot lose, Marines. We have already won.' Ahhh, what a cool slogan you have here..." she praised.

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"Wow, hundreds of thousands of years...?!"
"Hmm, looks like you care about your gun very much, eh? It must have went through many battles together with you," she asked out of the blue.

Then she came out with a random comment... "Hmm... final bastion of human hope, but too bad they did not send ladies with you guys too... If not, then those others elsewhere can make love and make babies to pass on their heritage..." she finished her remarks with a chuckle.

Then she asked again, "So how were the foes you were facing? They sounded very tough and powerful even for your futuristic empire. Are they all extra-dimensional beings and cosmic horrors?"
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He chuckled and shook his head inside of his helmet. Then, he did something unexpected. Reaching back, he took off his helmet completely, then pointed above his eyebrows. Embedded into his skull were eight squares of pure gold. "I served four centuries. Each of those is fifty years. I remember every victory of the Adeptus Royalis in that time. We fought and killed and warred for so, so long, and quite frankly I never got tired of it. Not for a second." He puts his helmet back on, clasping the airtight seal and repressurizing the artificial environment inside. He breathes deeply, preferring the clean air inside the suit over the dirty shit outside of it. "Suit, pull up the last scan of a Devourer taken." The suit whirred for a moment, then a bioscan signature with detailed analysis of a... Creature pulled up. There was simply no other way to describe it. It towered over Helmina, quadrupedal, and charged a group of Marines. They were utterly dwarfed by it - it was easily five times taller than they. The Marines fired, their weapons just streaming death, firing at 30 rounds per second with a 500 magazine round, just like mine. The creature burst into flame but kept running towards them, seeming like the embodiment of death itself. Four of the five Marines broke formation and fled back to where the front now was, but one of them dropped his rifle, charging the thing with his bare hands. The beast revealed a new weapon, four tusk-scythes of pure bone emerging from its face quickly, matted with blood and gore from Marines who had done this very thing. It swiped its head back and forth, but the Marine grabbed onto a tusk, flying along with it. He uses the momentum and leverage to shatter the tusk, a large portion of it coming off in his hands. In one fluid motion, he executes a perfect turn, the tusk burying itself in the creature's eye. He starts working it back and forth, swinging by it, and eventually jumps onto the still-living beast, which was trying to shake him off. He grabs some of its skin, tearing it off, and punches a hole clean through a foot of bone. The creature collapses, the Marine jumps off, grabs his rifle, and follows his comrades. His armor isn't even scratched.
"That's me. That's one of the baby Devourers." When Helmina asked about them offering a deal, he actually laughed as if it were some sort of funny joke. "The Devourer didn't know what a 'deal' was. Kill, consume, reproduce. That's all they did. They saw us as inferior and thus tried to kill us off and consume our biomatter so they can go destroy another billion galaxies. Don't doubt for a second that they've killed billions already. Eventually they'll see that life came back here and then we'll be in for another war. Another bout of glory and death and chaos. They had no language other than the language of steel. As for ladies? Our strength isn't genetic. We undergo surgeries to make us beyond human, as you know, since I've lived over four hundred years. And as for my gun?" He picks it up, looking at it with sincere admiration. "This is a C-16 Mutilator. There were many like it, but this one's mine. Untold thousands have been killed by this weapon, and before the day I die, untold thousands more will, too."

OOC: Alright, time to get some action and conflict. It cannot just stay this way forever.

I'll begin soon, by throwing all my many factions into war, and splintering some of them too...

@Kuchenlein
Um... Directive.. what's the range of the Pherithian artillery pieces... because they are still FAR away from Rockgarde. The ones firing are super long ranged guns(like the Krupp Railway Guns).

Pherith has a few big artillery batteries built that have each a little shorter range than the Volcronian super artilleries.

But Pherith has a lot more smaller artillery defenses, though.

The Ironeagle Fighter Bombers were quite tough and took a lot of punishment before pummeling down. Even then, those bombers steer towards enemy structures to deliver their last payload, exploding into a mini-nuke blast.

*defenders tried to fire projectiles steering the crashing Ironeagle Bombers away*
*a few structures were still hit, but were quickly repaired*

Being armed also with Air-to-Air weaponry, the dragons and fighters would come into stiff competition with an array of Autocannons, HMGs, Missiles and Gatling Lasers.

*some Fleenzub Fighters were down as a result*
*the Nether Dragons took some significant damage but is still standing*

*The Fleenzub Fighters retaliated with their own plasmaballs, missiles and HMGs*
*some further Fleenzub Fighters, from great distances, launched great explosive sniper-missiles from afar*
*some closer Fleenzub Fighters flew in diagonal circles of many directions encircling the enemy fighters*

*Harkyiu unleashed three giant, armored Obsidian Dragons, complete with attached guns and missile pods*

The Fighter Bombers started spraying Nova Sarin gas, that would burn any skin on contact onto the enemy below.
Thanks to the majority of the Volcron troops being automatrons and their little Citadelguard squads were heavily armed and had working gas masks, they were unaffected.

*Nova Sarin gas hurted Pherithians the most, since Pherithians have no fancy shadow magik like the Harkyiuians, and their super favorite wind manipulations just helped spread the Nova Sarin gas. In other words -- shit hitting the fan*

*Harkyiuians were quite damaged by the gas attacks as well since most of them are biological creatures, but their mists of darkness help a lot in alleviating the Nova Sarin gases and healing the Harkyiuians*

All of a sudden, several Fleenzub Fighters hit some Obsidian Dragons by mistake. The Obsidian Dragons did not take it lightly and instinctively hurled fireballs onto the offending Fleenzubs, bringing them down. The other Pherithians were greatly shocked and enraged seeing the Obsidian Dragons toasting their comrades, and so changed targets to the Obsidian Dragons instead of the Ironeagles. Pherithians believed the Obsidian Dragons to be wild, untamed and far more dangerous targets, and largely ignored the Ironeagles by now.

The field commanders, unaware of what the fuck was really going on, blamed each other for the incident. This soon escalated into arguments and bickerings...

Soon, news of the Pherithian-Harkyiuian confrontation reached the HQ. And the elites of both nations were angered tremendously.

Tikiyachod : "Yuet-yin! I-I wish I can, but... I can't believe it! Why did your goddamn dragons mess with our planes?! You Harkyiuians are really the savage barbarians you are!"

Goh Yuet-yin : "What?! How dare you... not only did YOUR forces came at us first, but you fucking think we are barbarians?! I've eaten salt more than you've eaten rice, nigga!"

Cadusa : "Oh, really? You should have known better not to bring savage dragons--"

Rhelsha : "Same with your cakes too, cake-bitch!"

*an angry Tikiyachod suddenly slapped Rhelsha*

Tikiyachod : "Nobody mess with my loves like that!"

Lam Tsih-wah (crying) : "C-can you ladies and guys... s-stop...? Peace and unity... we have a greater foe..."

*Yuet-yin turned, facepalmed and sighed to her boy*
Goh Yuet-yin : "No fucking way I'm going to surrender our dignity. (chuckled) Tsih-wah, you're too young, too simple, sometimes naive! This is of no concern for you, Tsih-wah. The Ironeagles are nothing but some Hitlerite clowns and Roman wannabes. On the other hand, Pherith is a far greater threat than the Ironeagles will ever be."

Lam Tsih-wah : "B-b-but... milady..."

*Goh Yuet-yin patted Tsih-wah a few times while reaching for her pocket*
Goh Yuet-yin : "Here, have some candies, then go back to sleep, you've been doing a good job for today."

*Goh Yuet-yin handed out some glowing candies for Tsih-wah, and then softly touched his cheeks*
*the candies were glowing in some darker orange shade, and some faint magikal presence could be felt within*
*Tikiyachod and the other Pherithian elites took a curious and wary look at the odd candies*
*Tsih-wah hesitated for a moment in a deathly silence, while tears flew in his eyes. then he reluctantly took the candies and slowly left*
*every few seconds while walking away, he would turn his head and look back*

The bickering continued, but it cooled down a lot after Tsih-wah left.

The HQ would have a deathly tension hanging over their shoulders, with Pherithians and Harkyiuians sometimes exchanging hostile glares and snarls.

Some Pherithians and Harkyiuians begun to sabotage each other's efforts, whlist almost forgetting about the impending Ironeagle forces they were about to face. Even if they still have not forgotten about the Ironeagles, they could care less and thought each other was more threat than the Ironeagles.



@Lasersquid112

So far, Lady Helmina was enjoying the talk with this fascinating outlander very much. But all the whlist enjoying his tales, she wondered about what to do with this super futuristic marine here. He was a very cool and awesome guy, with powers and techs that would prove very useful for the Reich, but also very hazardous should he ever run amok. Should she left him wandering freely? Should she keep him capitve? Should she enlist him in the army? If he did end up in the Revital ranks, will he eventually overpower her and the Revival Society? Would this Marine overshadow every dominance she held over her underlings? Would his presence invite foreign galatic powers in the affairs of Terra?

Wait, Helmina hasn't even known this guy's name yet!

"Uhmmm..." she asked, "What is your name, if I may ask...? Also, do you have any idea what you are going to do here in the near future? And any plans for the far future?"

A few seconds right after she asked such question, her futuristic Pickelhaube began to ring and glow. Her train of thoughts were interrupted.

"Babi betul..." she cursed in frustration, while putting her goggle back on.

After glancing at the clock over the wall, she casually clicked on her headset and listened. A thunderous, commanding voice of a man suddenly greeted her. Her eyes opened in shock. ("It's the damned warlords! They just came all of a sudden. Our shores are under attack, and Kwongtsou itself is under assault too! Take up arms, fight for Whampoa and safeguard the Revival in the upcoming battles! Show our power! These warlords must be taught a tough lesson! Vorwärts!")

"Wotei diserang den Krigstuanmun'i! Kuitei dah datang sinikan tibe-tibe. Pantaien woteis diserang, dan Kwongtsou zuge di bawah Angriff'i! Angkutlah Senziaten, zuanglah untuk Wongpoukan dan wahrenlah das Revivalkan dalam den baldnye'i Shelaten'i! Tunziuklah Kuase'i woteis! Ini Krigstuanmun mesti diaziar betul-betul! Vorwärts!"

As she listened to the urgent screams, Helmina was getting herself drenched in sweat. Her mouth opened widely for some seconds, surprised. For brief moments, she shivered slightly as she was shocked. She had never expected it. And worse yet, it completely disrupted her train of thoughts.

But very quickly she calmed down and recovered. Then she chuckled and asked mockingly in disbelief, ("Really? I thought we are very tough while they are very weak and poor?")

"Benarkah? Wa ingat, wotei kuat sangat manekale kuitei adelah lemah dan miskin sangat?"

("Yes, Puan Helmina, it's real.")

"Ja, Puan Helmina, itu adelah benar." Recordings of battles and wars soon played out before her eyes, in the goggle. The Pickelhaube would also project such recordings out for others to see.

Fleets of pristine skyships came sweeping in, some dropped paratroopers, some bombarded factories while some engaged black skyships. Two armies of spiked helmet soldiers, hoisting the same flags but constrasting uniforms, fought against one another throughout the shorelines. Some Revital troops, wearing darker stylish combat suits, came evacuating the civilians but were met with a handful of insurgents and rebels. Futuristic Panzers were also seen sailing their way very quickly toward the landing shores while blasting warships and soldiers on their way. Behind those amphibious Panzers were entire fleets of mighty warships rallying across the great sea.

("Colonel Helmina of the 44th Regiment, you shall hurry and aid in the defense of the capital, immediately!")

"Oberst Helmina des 44. Regiments, pergilah cepat menolong dalam Pertahanan'i des Tausheng, sofort!"

""Jawoll!""

"Baik." The transmission soon ended.

Helmina then turned facing the Marine. She then showed a big smile and asked, "Well, I've been called to the defense. Our nation is under attack by some feudal warlords and pirates. I think you yearn for some blood to spill, my dear. Would you like to come along with me? I don't think staying here in peace or wandering around at this time would be any helpful for you. And promise me, don't bring harm to our loyal troops and civilians, only the bad guys, okay? You may be unfamilair with all this, so come with me and let me guide you,"

So far, Lady Helmina was enjoying the talk with this fascinating outlander very much. But all the whlist enjoying his tales, she wondered about what to do with this super futuristic marine here. He was a very cool and awesome guy, with powers and techs that would prove very useful for the Reich, but also very hazardous should he ever run amok. Should she left him wandering freely? Should she keep him capitve? Should she enlist him in the army? If he did end up in the Revital ranks, will he eventually overpower her and the Revival Society? Would this Marine overshadow every dominance she held over her underlings? Would his presence invite foreign galatic powers in the affairs of Terra?

Wait, Helmina hasn't even known this guy's name yet!

"Uhmmm..." she asked, "What is your name, if I may ask...? Also, do you have any idea what you are going to do here in the near future? And any plans for the far future?"

A few seconds right after she asked such question, her futuristic Pickelhaube began to ring and glow. Her train of thoughts were interrupted.

"Babi betul..." she cursed in frustration, while putting her goggle back on.

After glancing at the clock over the wall, she casually clicked on her headset and listened. A thunderous, commanding voice of a man suddenly greeted her. Her eyes opened in shock. ("It's the damned warlords! They just came all of a sudden. Our shores are under attack, and Kwongtsou itself is under assault too! Take up arms, fight for Whampoa and safeguard the Revival in the upcoming battles! Show our power! These warlords must be taught a tough lesson! Vorwärts!")

"Wotei diserang den Krigstuanmun'i! Kuitei dah datang sinikan tibe-tibe. Pantaien woteis diserang, dan Kwongtsou zuge di bawah Angriff'i! Angkutlah Senziaten, zuanglah untuk Wongpoukan dan wahrenlah das Revivalkan dalam den baldnye'i Shelaten'i! Tunziuklah Kuase'i woteis! Ini Krigstuanmun mesti diaziar betul-betul! Vorwärts!"

As she listened to the urgent screams, Helmina was getting herself drenched in sweat. Her mouth opened widely for some seconds, surprised. For brief moments, she shivered slightly as she was shocked. She had never expected it. And worse yet, it completely disrupted her train of thoughts.

But very quickly she calmed down and recovered. Then she chuckled and asked mockingly in disbelief, ("Really? I thought we are very tough while they are very weak and poor?")

"Benarkah? Wa ingat, wotei kuat sangat manekale kuitei adelah lemah dan miskin sangat?"

("Yes, Puan Helmina, it's real.")

"Ja, Puan Helmina, itu adelah benar." Recordings of battles and wars soon played out before her eyes, in the goggle. The Pickelhaube would also project such recordings out for others to see.

Fleets of pristine skyships came sweeping in, some dropped paratroopers, some bombarded factories while some engaged black skyships. Two armies of spiked helmet soldiers, hoisting the same flags but constrasting uniforms, fought against one another throughout the shorelines. Some Revital troops, wearing darker stylish combat suits, came evacuating the civilians but were met with a handful of insurgents and rebels. Futuristic Panzers were also seen sailing their way very quickly toward the landing shores while blasting warships and soldiers on their way. Behind those amphibious Panzers were entire fleets of mighty warships rallying across the great sea.

("Colonel Helmina of the 44th Regiment, you shall hurry and aid in the defense of the capital, immediately!")

"Oberst Helmina des 44. Regiments, pergilah cepat menolong dalam Pertahanan'i des Tausheng, sofort!"

""Jawoll!""

"Baik." The transmission soon ended.

Helmina then turned facing the Marine. She then showed a big smile and asked, "Well, I've been called to the defense. Our nation is under attack by some feudal warlords and pirates. I think you yearn for some blood to spill, my dear. Would you like to come along with me? I don't think staying here in peace or wandering around at this time would be any helpful for you. And promise me, don't bring harm to our loyal troops and civilians, only the bad guys, okay? You may be unfamilair with all this, so come with me and let me guide you,"

His eyes widened with excitement. He slammed down his visor, checked his ammunition count, and cocked it. "Bioparasitic rounds locked and loaded. They'll die slowly. He stands and speaks into the helmet. "Deactivate internal biosphere and reroute power to servo accelerators Alpha through Omega. Activate Protocol 2.63-5. Upload combat log to TacNet." He sighed and rolled his shoulders inside his suit, then cracked his neck. "Suit, play the song. You know the one." He smiled as an Old Terra song started playing in his helmet. "Kill, kill, fire at will." He opened his visor and spit out the cigar, still smiling wickedly. "And the name's Ice."

OOC:

@Paillan

Just to confirm, are the enemies who the New Westerner spoke of, only the American Rebels? Or do they include the newly risen cults and partisan movements too?

Hmm... quite tricky... I don't even know if I'm going to do something with the plan... and if I want to, I am still thinking about creative ways to do it...

Any force that is interested in any shape or form in the official route the visits are going to have. After all it was announced too all TV news. Surely a good portion of the world knows that 2 of the main leaders of the new west will be visting occupied zones.

@Kuchenlein

The Ironeagle onslaught begun with a 12 hour long artillery barrage. Supported with high-altitude bombardment.

After 12 hours of constant bombardment from about 7,000 artillery pieces, both small and big, a mass infantry charge begun with about 2,000 men, supported by over 500 tanks, 300 APCs, and 200 Mechs, while also having artillery support from 4,000 artillery pieces.

The Volcrons caused casualties with their own artillery one the charging troops.
The Ironeagles are now 1.1 km away from the front.

@Kuchenlein WAR WAR WAR

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WAR WAR WAR
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"Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein
und das heißt: Erika.
Heiß von hunderttausend kleinen Bienelein
wird umschwärmt Erika
denn ihr Herz ist voller Süßigkeit,
zarter Duft entströmt dem Blütenkleid.
Auf der Heide blüht ein kleines Blümelein
und das heißt: Erika." Germania's troops sang while walking the burning lands they had just bombarded.
They were pretty happy. The attack on Italian lands was going successful. The new West had finally shown it's weakness, it was time for...
Suddenly, a line behind collapsed. Then a line on the east side. Then the front. Tanks. Tanks were arriving, bombarding them with magical projectiles and normal shells. The battalion was quickly overrun. There were no survivors. The Swiss general cursed
"Blast those Italians!" he said hitting his desk "everytime they appear weak, it turns out they aren't"
"Relax" a german mayor said smoking a cigar "They won't dare to cross the border. They'll just send some diplomants demanding answers and the government will make some fake process to make them happy, killing some dissidents. Meanwhile we will get medals for.." he didn't finish as an artillery shell landed right on him, making all the tent explode
"W-HAAT DAA..." The swiss general managed to say before dying to internal bleeding
Tanks were rushing the smalm germanian encamptment, way beyond the border and on their way to Lugano, a small swiss city in the mountains.

@Lorddiviness

@Kuchenlein

The Ironeagle onslaught begun with a 12 hour long artillery barrage. Supported with high-altitude bombardment.

After 12 hours of constant bombardment from about 7,000 artillery pieces, both small and big, a mass infantry charge begun with about 2,000 men, supported by over 500 tanks, 300 APCs, and 200 Mechs, while also having artillery support from 4,000 artillery pieces.

The Volcrons caused casualties with their own artillery one the charging troops.
The Ironeagles are now 1.1 km away from the front.

*Pherithians, as usual, unleashed their Fleenzub airfleets to intercept Ironeagle aircrafts*
*Harkyiuians sent their Obsidian Dragons and choppers to fight the Ironeagle airforces*
*note : Obsidian Dragons are coated in heavy enhanced geomantic armors, and equipped with machine guns, laser guns and missile pods*

*I'll assume the 7,000 artillery pieces as Volcronian, on the other hand I'll assume the mass infantry charge that followed as Ironeagle*
*Pherithians responded by sending legions of tough Living Cakes, big and small, to soak up damage, fire sweet semi-magikal projectiles, and also eat enemies*
*Pherithian Fleenzub Bombers were sent to bombard the Ironeagle blobs of troops and artilleries*
*as Ironeagle forces advance to the frontlines, they were struck by several Harkyiuian traps -- some of them were big fiery explosions, some of them were EMP, some released corrosive, flammable mists of fiery darkness that would turn any killed Ironeagle into shadowspawns*
*as the Ironeagles got closer, they would see one side of the "Central Powers" settlement being enshrouded with dense mists of darkness... will they go for the mists of darkness, or the other clearer path?*



@Lasersquid112

<Snipped quote by Kuchenlein>
His eyes widened with excitement. He slammed down his visor, checked his ammunition count, and cocked it. "Bioparasitic rounds locked and loaded. They'll die slowly. He stands and speaks into the helmet. "Deactivate internal biosphere and reroute power to servo accelerators Alpha through Omega. Activate Protocol 2.63-5. Upload combat log to TacNet." He sighed and rolled his shoulders inside his suit, then cracked his neck. "Suit, play the song. You know the one." He smiled as an Old Terra song started playing in his helmet. "Kill, kill, fire at will." He opened his visor and spit out the cigar, still smiling wickedly. "And the name's Ice."

Helmina also grinned in passion as she awaited the coming battles. "Ice? A cool name indeed, but it's too short so I shall call you Eismann then. Anyways, the enemies await to be punished... and we must go ASAP. Follow my lead,"

She turned to her underlings and announced with a clear voice, "*ehem* Vorwärts! Pertahanlah Raichkan woteis, dan aziarlah kuitang jatkan lieblichnyan Lektionkan!" ("Forwards! Defend our Reich, and teach them a lovely lesson!")

"[Ja, Puan Helmina!" ("Yes, Lady Helmina!")

(OOC : Excuse me, I'm quite bad at writing action scenes with fancy sentences, but I can improve, I guess,)

After taking another pink candy of hers, Helmina then led Ice and her underlings to the frontlines, while dodging airstrikes and fighting enemy paratroopers on the way.

"Scheisse! Deckenlah Dirimun!" ("Shit! Cover yourselves!")

A massive fleet of fast airplanes swept by and unleashed showers of energyballs as bombs. Helmina quickly leaped her way to the skies and leashed out a few swings from her glowing blade mid-air. She sliced many of these energyballs into exploding pieces, and unleashed gusts of strong wind bouncing some of these energyballs back. Many enemy jets were struck by the bombs and blew up as a result.

Helmina then landed onto the ground swiftly with a big grin. While enemy airplanes were blowing up and crashing down in the background.

They thus continued their running. However, a few seconds later, mysterious dark laughters could be heard from afar. A sudden aura of suppression and pressure emerged, weakening and slowing down Ice and Helmina. Three regiments of well-armored troops, battlemages and Panzers soon followed and encircled the 44th Regiment.

Helmina chuckled and sniffed with a prideful smile, "Looking for some--"

A huge ball of blazing purple struck Ice on the back, sending him flying backwards for miles and possibly dealing tons of damage while likely leaving his suit ablaze with strong purple flames.

A deep, dark masculine voice soon echoed thunderously, "Gutentag, jungnye Puan wakus. You seem to be very powerful and smart, indeed... If only you would stay out of this mess, or fight for my side... too bad, you serve the bandits instead of me, your rightful Grand Emperor..."

"Berthold...? Tschan Berthold? T-this... cannot be..." a stunned Helmina responded...

"Ohh, my young lady. Yes, indeed, I am none other than Berthold, your rightful sovereign... I have come to take back my rightful place on my throne. Step back, or you will be sorry..."

"We shall see, poor old man. You must have forgotten to take your candies, no? You're no longer Mahakaisar anymore! Quick, go back before you get hurt in battlefield! It's no playground, my love!"

"Heh," the voice of Berthold sniggered, "Really? I think you got it wrong, young lass. You're only a young little lass working for the wrong team and who only knows rhetoric. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice!"

"Not that proverb again. Could you be any more creative than that?"

"Are you trying to run away from battle? Sure, you very well should run away, if you know better. Who knows--"

"Ice, attack! Lawanlah, Askarmun wakus!"

The brave troops of the 44th Regiment soon engaged in a deathly fight with the Royalist invaders. Great battlemages in fancy black combat suits rained down showers of fireballs and roasting rays upon their foes, with elite stormtroopers and Panzers of their own further bolstering the assaults. Helmina hopped and sprinted back and forth, slicing and cutting up many Royalists into pieces of burning meat on her way.

*but suddenly, melting heatwaves and kinetic energies came hitting the Revitals from somewhere buried amongst the trees. incinerating many of the Revitals into oblivion*
*huge laser rays from somewhere quite distant came blasting Revitals, and splintering to other nearby targets once hitting a primary target*

*Helmina tried to swung her sword towards her foes, but the swinging merely sent forth a feeble wave of warmness*
*Helmina picked up her staff-rifle trying to blast her foes, however the energyballs and rays that came out were weakened, but still able to hit some foes with considerable damage*

"Guess I have to make use of ammos then..." Helmina coughed as she loaded her ammos. She then turned to Ice and said, "Ice, help teach these pirates a good lesson."

"See? You could do little but talk and laugh like a sad silly... prostitute like you are, milady... heh heh heh... Don't count on your ammos, you will eventually use up all of them! And you even had to rely on, this, uhhh, newfound boyfriend of yours from, let me guess, the outer space?

"Shut the fuck up, you lovely little boy! He's not my boyfriend!" said as Helmina began spraying big fiery bullets onto the Revitals, tearing through flesh and punching through armor alike while sending her victims ablaze in bright flames and explosions. "What if I told you, you are my beloved boyfriend, little knight?"

As usual, Berthold laughed it off and then replied, "Who knows? Perhaps you are a loveless chick who wants love so badly. Very well... let's see how your new boyfriend fares in this battle! And we shall see, who shall laugh till the very end!"



@Paillan

<Snipped quote by Kuchenlein>

Any force that is interested in any shape or form in the official route the visits are going to have. After all it was announced too all TV news. Surely a good portion of the world knows that 2 of the main leaders of the new west will be visting occupied zones.

Very well then. Though I am not sure if I have come out with any ground-breaking, top-notch creativity.

*the American Revival Society secretly attempted to send some human agents and robotic drones to silently stalk the New Western leaders. Paramilitary militias scattered around the occupied areas would also be told to be on high alert*

*a handful of centrist and independent groups attempted to request for a continuous interview/streaming for the duration of the visit.*
*some of these centrist and independent groups, in guise of protecting and spreading democracy, offered to help with the official visits and also leak hostile plans by others to stalk them on their visit*

*the Stormfront -- a Neo-Nazi group sympathetic to Germania -- tried to organize protests and rallies near the official routes. Charlottesville, whether near the official route or not, would be a huge gathering for the Stormfront Neo-Nazis*



@Paillan

The recent outbreak of war in the far northern lands of Europe, has aroused much interest from the Mittelafrikan Whampoans. Especially since many of the Mittelafrikans are heirs of Imperial Germany, which still stands in Africa today, and that Europe is quite closer to Africa than the Asian lands.

Royalist Whampoa approached both the New West and Germania with a request. They would like to send some personnel for humanitarian aids and observations, while affirming that Royalist Whampoa would remain neutral for the time being.

@Kuchenlein

(The 7000 artillery peices were the Ironeagle's artillery)

The fighters and dragons will be met with heavy flak and AA fire that is extremely dense.

The Infantry took a lot of casualties and they would engage in close-quarters with the cakes and other anomalies that the Pherithians sent against them. They would use Shotguns, Bayonets, Flamethrowers and SMGs to shred the cakes.
Soon, the numbers might just win the battle as the cakes would find themselves just overwhelmed by over 1,400 Ironeagle troops.
The first wave now numbers around 1,500 men, supported by over 450 tanks, 270 APCs, and 180 Mechs

Already, as second wave of about 6,000 Infantry, 400 Tanks and 300 APCs were dispatched from the enemy line, mass charging like maniacs, supported by several airships and a massive barrage of artillery shells onto the Pherithian and Harkiyuan bases.

Long ranged MG and Anti-Tank fire would knock a lot of enemy tanks but they would just be replaced by even more tanks.
Airships now started bombarding the enemy from afar with rockets and missiles. Meanwhile the ariships also started firing large pods that would slam into enemy structures, only for it to open and release a horde of bloodthirsty, armored, chain-axe wielding berserkers with a shotgun or pistol that would start chopping any unfortunate garrison troops hiding in their pettiful structures.

@Lorddiviness

@Kuchenlein

(The 7000 artillery peices were the Ironeagle's artillery)

The fighters and dragons will be met with heavy flak and AA fire that is extremely dense.

The Infantry took a lot of casualties and they would engage in close-quarters with the cakes and other anomalies that the Pherithians sent against them. They would use Shotguns, Bayonets, Flamethrowers and SMGs to shred the cakes.
Soon, the numbers might just win the battle as the cakes would find themselves just overwhelmed by over 1,400 Ironeagle troops.
The first wave now numbers around 1,500 men, supported by over 450 tanks, 270 APCs, and 180 Mechs

Already, as second wave of about 6,000 Infantry, 400 Tanks and 300 APCs were dispatched from the enemy line, mass charging like maniacs, supported by several airships and a massive barrage of artillery shells onto the Pherithian and Harkiyuan bases.

Long ranged MG and Anti-Tank fire would knock a lot of enemy tanks but they would just be replaced by even more tanks.
Airships now started bombarding the enemy from afar with rockets and missiles. Meanwhile the ariships also started firing large pods that would slam into enemy structures, only for it to open and release a horde of bloodthirsty, armored, chain-axe wielding berserkers with a shotgun or pistol that would start chopping any unfortunate garrison troops hiding in their pettiful structures.

*many of these fighters couldn't evade the massive AA fire, and thus crashed*
*these fighters steered direction toward Ironeagles trying to bring some Ironeagles along with them as they head for death*
*the dragons took only some damage, and then got enraged and frenzied. these dragons unleashed breathes of very strong purple flames toward the Ironeagles. On the meanwhile, the attached guns and pods of the dragons began to bombard the Ironeagles with fiery missiles, venom darts, bullets and laser rays*

*the cakes soaked up quite a lot of damage, but they became more weakened and crippled as time passed*
*while the Ironeagles are busy with the living cakes, Pherithian sharpshooters -- hidden in bushes and hills not far away -- began to snipe Ironeagle infantries*
*and Prism Hovercrafts would shoot dispersing lasers at the Ironeagles, likely toasting a lot of Ironeagles*
*however, this could not last long.*
*Pherithians fell back as a result*

*second wave of Ironeagles, and more tanks replenishing destroyed tanks*

Tikiyachod (in HQ) : "What the fuck?! Their numbers seem to know no bounds! How can we stop them?"
Rhelsha (in HQ) : "Huh, Pherithian boys thinking they're the best... Face it, Pherith, you're not the best and most powerful empire here, nor will you ever be. Let me help you with this, little boy..."
*Rhelsha chuckled after mocking the Pherithians*
Tikiyachod (in HQ) : "B-but... wait, what?"

Rhelsha (in HQ) : "Hold on, we will send our boys to get behind enemy lines soon."

*huge pods from airships coming*

Tikiyachod (in HQ) : "They even have bigass bombs-- what?!"

*the berserkers emerge from the pods after the pods crashed onto garrisons*
*Pherithians managed to block half of the rockets and missiles thanks to their shield generators and wind manipulators*
*Pherithian garrisons are resistant to the crashes, but on the other hand, Harkyiuians around the outer sectors are not so lucky*
*the berserkers managed to kill only a few Pherithians, but a lot of Harkyiuian Triads on the other hand*
*however, the berserkers who were busy chewing dead Triads would soon find themselves chewed and bitten by fierce Shadowhounds. Voidwalkers, Golems and other humanoids would emerge from the shadows and ambush the berserkers*

Rhelsha (in HQ) : "What the fuck?"
Tikiyachod (in HQ) : *laughs*
Rhelsha (in HQ) : "Dammit..."

*Rhelsha releases a stealth team of agents and shadowspawns, and sends them sneaking behind Ironeagle lines*

@Kuchenlein

The airships now started raining huge amounts of pods, all containing Ironeagle troops that would start to swarm the defenses.

A horn was sounded in the distance and the second group had joined the first wave. Already, a third wave now charges across the land.

Now the main Ironeagle troops were less then a kilometer away from the Pherithian and Harkyuian bases and closing in for a bloody melee, similar to the Japanese Banzai charges.
Artillery continued to pound at the enemy bases.

Volcronian artillery pieces have destroyed a huge portion of the enemy artillery but more just come to replace them while long-ranged MG fire has cut down thousands of Ironeagle troops but their easily replenish able numbers just made it extremely hard.

Suddenly in the sky, a large blue ray could be seen and a Volcronian air-flotilla warped in.
Consisting of Bombertrons, Aeontrons and Strafetrons, these aircraft now engaged the enemy airships, which although numerous, were constructed out of less durable materials and started blowing up and coming crashing down.

By then, all the fire and smoke has left a large red glow in the sky, even as dusk was approaching, leaving a fiery inferno that would be seen kilometers away.
By then, the Pherithians and Harkyuians would have started going low on their ammunition and resources.

@Lorddiviness

*Pherithian force shields blocked most of these troop pods, sending most of them blowing up mid-air and the troops flying afar*

*Harkyiuians could not stop the pods from swarming their bases, though*
*but the Harkyiuian's mists of darkness quickly corroded and burnt most of the Ironeagles while leaving them almost blind*
*at the same time, the mists of darkness were healing Harkyiuians*
*several shockwaves and rocks came hitting the Ironeagles suddenly from many directions, devastating a lot of their numbers*
*many Ironeagles dying would be twisted into savage shadowspawns loyal to Harkyiu, thus bolstering Harkyiuian numbers*

Tikiyachod : "Annoying spams... I thought I would be facing groups of fast fascist chickens in a Blitzkrieg... instead I got Soviet idiot wave attacks..."

Tikiyachod : "Unleash the Fury Blademasters!"
*sounds of explosions were heard*
*out emerged several Fury Blademasters, muscular handsome orcs with their blazing blades and auras of great flames*

Fury Blademaster #1 : "Yessa lord?"
Tikiyachod : "Send these Nazis burning in a firestorm!"

Fury Blademaster #2 : "I hear and obey."

*the Fury Blademasters skillfully charged towards the Ironeagles*
*these Fury Blademasters turn themselves into fiery bladestormns grinding through Ironeagles*
*these bladestorms also left residual flames on the battlefield, and on the Ironeagles as well*
*the Bladestorms ceased after a few minutes, and the Fury Blademasters then went on hopping and slicing Ironeagles*
*however, the Fury Blademasters would later grow tired and weary, right within the mobs of Ironeagle troops, leaving them vulnerable*

*the main Ironeagle troops would face equal numbers of Harkyiuians inside the mist of darkness, leaving them at a moderate disadvantage*

*the Pherithians, even with their enhancements and technologies, were at a big disadvantage*
*the Pherithian Prism Hovercrafts have toasted a ton of Ironeagles from afar, but as more Ironeagles got closer, these Hovercrafts were wrecked amidst the frenzy*
*heatwaves and energy rays would still hit the Ironeagles, from somewhere buried amongst the trees and hills*

*as fighting raged on*
*the Pherithians almost ran out of their supplies, save for a few gimmicks*

Tikiyachod : "Dammit... our supplies are depleting... Perhaps we Pherithians could instead help behind the scenes. What do you think?"

*the Harkyiuians were going a bit low on their resources, but were still nourished and plentiful*
Rhelsha : "Great, our reinforcements from Alastorn have arrived."

*suddenly, many portals emerged in twelve Harkyiuian positions. Twelve massive hordes of Harkyiuians soon came out from these portals, one horde at one position*

Rhelsha : "Fight on--"

Rhelsha : "Wait, how are our agents going? Did they get caught or something?"

@Kuchenlein

The third Ironeagle mass charge now reached the Pherithian waves, joining the first and second waves.

Volcronian aerial supplies and support arrived at the scene, under the command of Risaya, bringing with her two squads of Citadelguards for close-quarters and a huge horde of Centaurtrons that would act like a wedge into the swarming Ironeagle troops.
Soon, the entire Pherithian and Harkyuian bases, as well as VOlcronian forts will be in heavy close-quarters fighting as the Ironeagle forces swarm into the base.

Another wave was unleashed, now sporting heavy mechs, more elite infantry and advanced tanks.
These troops proceeded to charge into the mass of the fighting.
The ground would soon run red with blood and bodies, robot parts and rubble would be knee deep.
Night begun to fall but the fighting would continue well into the next day, most likely exhausting most of the non-mechanical Pherithian and Harkyuian troops.

The Harkyuian infiltrators managed to sneak into enemy lines, which was now a very large ecnampment teeming with Ironeagle troops, vehicles and mechs.

@Lorddiviness
*reacting to Volcronian and Harkyiuian reinforcements*
Deowrig : "Right in the nick of time. Good."
Tikiyachod : "I guess I should really thank you, Rhelsha..."

Soon, the entire Pherithian and Harkyuian bases, as well as VOlcronian forts will be in heavy close-quarters fighting as the Ironeagle forces swarm into the base.

*Pherithian defense grids suddenly show up and activate, trapping and crippling a lot of unfortunate Ironeagles in surprise*
*battlemages approached the Ironeagles and unleashed their great magiks -- giant tornadoes, massive shockwaves, energyballs, water-jades, etc.*

Another wave was unleashed, now sporting heavy mechs, more elite infantry and advanced tanks.
These troops proceeded to charge into the mass of the fighting.
The ground would soon run red with blood and bodies, robot parts and rubble would be knee deep.
Night begun to fall but the fighting would continue well into the next day, most likely exhausting most of the non-mechanical Pherithian and Harkyuian troops.

*it indeed did not take long to exhaust the Pherithians very greatly, and to a lesser but still notable extent, the Harkyiuians*
*the Pherithians quickly ran out of healthy troops and optimal war machines to fight the Ironeagles, and now the Pherithians were stuck turtling and holding ground desperately*
*the Harkyiuians have their shadowmancy and necormancy, along with the mist of darkness, but soon the Harkyiuians would grow exhausted as well*
*many Shadowmist Generators were destroyed by massive Ironeagle legions, dispelling much of the mist of darkness, leaving the Harkyiuians less advantaged*
*the night still nourished the Harkyiuians, however, but not as effective than the mist of darkness*

Rhelsha : "I am beginning to doubt this war..."
Rhelsha : "Oh, wait. Our agents have slipped past the enemies... Hmm..."

The Harkyuian infiltrators managed to sneak into enemy lines, which was now a very large ecnampment teeming with Ironeagle troops, vehicles and mechs.

Rhelsha : "We have a very huge encampment of Ironeagles here, guys and gals. What shall we do? Slip in more agents and spread mayhem from within? Or steal Ironeagle plans and intels? We can actually go for both, but the risk would get much higher, I'm afraid..."

Awaiting Response

Helmina also grinned in passion as she awaited the coming battles. "Ice? A cool name indeed, but it's too short so I shall call you Eismann then. Anyways, the enemies await to be punished... and we must go ASAP. Follow my lead,"

She turned to her underlings and announced with a clear voice, "*ehem* Vorwärts! Pertahanlah Raichkan woteis, dan aziarlah kuitang jatkan lieblichnyan Lektionkan!" ("Forwards! Defend our Reich, and teach them a lovely lesson!")

"[Ja, Puan Helmina!" ("Yes, Lady Helmina!")

(OOC : Excuse me, I'm quite bad at writing action scenes with fancy sentences, but I can improve, I guess,)

After taking another pink candy of hers, Helmina then led Ice and her underlings to the frontlines, while dodging airstrikes and fighting enemy paratroopers on the way.

"Scheisse! Deckenlah Dirimun!" ("Shit! Cover yourselves!")

A massive fleet of fast airplanes swept by and unleashed showers of energyballs as bombs. Helmina quickly leaped her way to the skies and leashed out a few swings from her glowing blade mid-air. She sliced many of these energyballs into exploding pieces, and unleashed gusts of strong wind bouncing some of these energyballs back. Many enemy jets were struck by the bombs and blew up as a result.

Helmina then landed onto the ground swiftly with a big grin. While enemy airplanes were blowing up and crashing down in the background.

They thus continued their running. However, a few seconds later, mysterious dark laughters could be heard from afar. A sudden aura of suppression and pressure emerged, weakening and slowing down Ice and Helmina. Three regiments of well-armored troops, battlemages and Panzers soon followed and encircled the 44th Regiment.

Helmina chuckled and sniffed with a prideful smile, "Looking for some--"

A huge ball of blazing purple struck Ice on the back, sending him flying backwards for miles and possibly dealing tons of damage while likely leaving his suit ablaze with strong purple flames.

A deep, dark masculine voice soon echoed thunderously, "Gutentag, jungnye Puan wakus. You seem to be very powerful and smart, indeed... If only you would stay out of this mess, or fight for my side... too bad, you serve the bandits instead of me, your rightful Grand Emperor..."

"Berthold...? Tschan Berthold? T-this... cannot be..." a stunned Helmina responded...

"Ohh, my young lady. Yes, indeed, I am none other than Berthold, your rightful sovereign... I have come to take back my rightful place on my throne. Step back, or you will be sorry..."

"We shall see, poor old man. You must have forgotten to take your candies, no? You're no longer Mahakaisar anymore! Quick, go back before you get hurt in battlefield! It's no playground, my love!"

"Heh," the voice of Berthold sniggered, "Really? I think you got it wrong, young lass. You're only a young little lass working for the wrong team and who only knows rhetoric. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice!"

"Not that proverb again. Could you be any more creative than that?"

"Are you trying to run away from battle? Sure, you very well should run away, if you know better. Who knows--"

"Ice, attack! Lawanlah, Askarmun wakus!"

The brave troops of the 44th Regiment soon engaged in a deathly fight with the Royalist invaders. Great battlemages in fancy black combat suits rained down showers of fireballs and roasting rays upon their foes, with elite stormtroopers and Panzers of their own further bolstering the assaults. Helmina hopped and sprinted back and forth, slicing and cutting up many Royalists into pieces of burning meat on her way.

*but suddenly, melting heatwaves and kinetic energies came hitting the Revitals from somewhere buried amongst the trees. incinerating many of the Revitals into oblivion*
*huge laser rays from somewhere quite distant came blasting Revitals, and splintering to other nearby targets once hitting a primary target*

*Helmina tried to swung her sword towards her foes, but the swinging merely sent forth a feeble wave of warmness*
*Helmina picked up her staff-rifle trying to blast her foes, however the energyballs and rays that came out were weakened, but still able to hit some foes with considerable damage*

"Guess I have to make use of ammos then..." Helmina coughed as she loaded her ammos. She then turned to Ice and said, "Ice, help teach these pirates a good lesson."

"See? You could do little but talk and laugh like a sad silly... prostitute like you are, milady... heh heh heh... Don't count on your ammos, you will eventually use up all of them! And you even had to rely on, this, uhhh, newfound boyfriend of yours from, let me guess, the outer space?

"Shut the fuck up, you lovely little boy! He's not my boyfriend!" said as Helmina began spraying big fiery bullets onto the Revitals, tearing through flesh and punching through armor alike while sending her victims ablaze in bright flames and explosions. "What if I told you, you are my beloved boyfriend, little knight?"

As usual, Berthold laughed it off and then replied, "Who knows? Perhaps you are a loveless chick who wants love so badly. Very well... let's see how your new boyfriend fares in this battle! And we shall see, who shall laugh till the very end!"

He's sent flying, but his suit stabilizes itself midair and he stops his momentum quickly. He sprints back into the fray, firing angrily at this pretender who says he's the Emperor. "YOU WILL DIE!" He sees a Battlemage preparing a spell to attack him, and he unleashes a spray of rounds so powerful that one of the rounds killed five men alone. He continues sprinting, taking the enemy's fire like a tank, pointing his gun's barrel in places where death soon follows. Grimacing as another Battlemage hits him with a purple blast, he shrugs off the blow and kills the man and continues charging. Once he's as close to the voice as he can be, he straps his rifle to his back and grins behind his visor. "You think yourself fit to even pretend to be the Emperor? I am one of the Emperor's Chosen, and I will decide that!"

@Kuchenlein

The ground shook, most likely knocking Pherithian Harkyuian and Ironeagle as well as Volcronian troops.

A mighty Volcronian Titan Class Assualt Droid, towering over the battlefield and casting a large shadow over the entire battlefield.
It moved it's right hand, filled with innumerable amounts of missile pods and unleashed a missile barrage that devastated the fourth wave.

It then moved it's left hand and strafed the enemy with it's super-mega heavy chaingun, turning huge bunches of Ironeagles into pulp.

Volcron said "Do both, we have to take risks... If we can defeat them here, their capital is a small blitz away.."