CVN-71 USS Theodore Roosevelt
October 30, 1942
Friday
8:30 AM
Half an hour had passed as everyone is gathered at the Osprey as they were transported to the enroute Carrier Roosevelt. The first encounter is a mismatch of bad luck and shenanigans between the onboard Kansens and Boarding Team of Marine Manjuus.
~MV-22 Osprey~
Onboard the Osprey where JP Jones, Kidd, Canberra, Cleveland, Jimmy, Zumwalt and Drew sat at the passenger cabin of the Aircraft. Everyone eyed each as to assess their personality based on their name sake of Ships, some are disappointed at their expectation of the person they were looking at. Neither the less they were all silent
"So." Drew began the conversation at the aerie silence that permeated at the passenger cabin.
"Are you really the Ship's 'Kansens'? Some of you may not like the ones I imagine inside my head." She asks them as to confirm some suspicions.
JP Jones smirked. "So was I." He said in mimicking Drew's playful personality.
"So, may I inquired the name of the person?" JP Jones asked the name of the person his talking to.
"Of course, of course.... Sorry I didn't introduce myself yet. The name is Charles Drew, Hull Number T-AKE-10 of Lewis & Clark Dry-Cargo Ship." She introduced herself, while she extends a hand at him.
"the Doctor?" He asked.
"Yes."
JP Jones accepted the offered handshake. "John Paul Jones, Hull Number DDG-53."
Drew turned her eyes at the other one sat next to JP Jones. A Brunet Woman with Pirate outfit complete with Feather Hat and Boots.
"Kidd, the name is Kidd, Hull Number DDG-100." Kidd introduced herself.
"You got some good looks for a 'Pirate'?" Drew commented at Kidd's features.
Kidd chuckles that turns into laugh that surprise of everyone onboard. "My.... A complement, I never thought I would hear that coming from a Doctor."
Kidd then turn her attention at the Man that looks serious, as two faces chisel like a rock. They both sat right next to Drew.
"What about these two tough guys, who were you?" She asked in tone of seduction and flirtation as to probe the men.
JP Jones furrowed his gaze at the Man. "Are you a SEAL?" He asked as he reads the man's demeanor and aura.
The man spoke in a conservative undertone but with some seriousness and mystery behind. "Yes, I am. The name is Jimmy Carter, Hull Number SSN-23."
Both Kidd and Canberra whistled. "Nice."
"I expect you were more of Seawolf or Connecticut, I didn't expect you were Jimmy." JP Jones said with some satisfactory smile.
"A SEAL, huh.... Seems like you stayed with the theme of Silent Killer." Drew said as she extended a hand which she took in a friendly manner.
Then their eyes darted at the next one with slicked white hair, and had Katana in hand, they didn't have to quests the edginess of the man as his Ship says it all.
"Zumwalt." JP Jones said his name, in return Zumwalt just nodded his head.
"Whoa... didn't expect mister silent was with us." Kidd said, but the delivery is not received by him.
"Is that the reason as to why he's too serious." Drew said, unsure at Zumwalt's persona.
Zumwalt spoke, in which surprised the rest. "It's none of your business."
"Damn... cranky that much." Kidd teased, as to probe at Zumwalt's reaction.
"I do not take such words for granted." Zumwalt's tone direct and firm. "I prefer silence."
"Enough with that Kidd, Zumwalt won't budged as the rest of us." JP Jones said, as to warn not to provoke the Silence, if they asked for the storm to come.
"Let him be, he's more of a silent type."
Zumwalt nodded at JP Jones intervention.
After the adult's introduction, their attention is shifted on the two alongside with them that looks like a bunch of High-Schoolers trapped in a weird situation.
One of them raised a palm. "Gooday mate, the name is Canberra, Hull Number LCS-30." She introduced herself with an Australian Accent.
"An Aussie." All of them uttered in unison.
Cleveland next to introduced himself with a smile and hand wave. "I'm Cleveland, Hull Number LCS-31."
Everyone of then came into one realization. "Wait... You're a guy?!"
Cleveland is surprise at their assumption of him being a girl. "Wait-what? how do you assume that I'm a girl?" He blurted-out.
"Well... how do I say this." Drew scratch the back of her head as to careful of not anger him. "So you see, we thought you were a girl based on your physic."
Cleveland look at his body from the torso and arms and legs, he noticed that his physic were all slim and could also be miss identified from a distance as Woman in a single glance. Add to that with his girl like face.
Jimmy spoke. "I must admit, you got us in the first half about your gender. Not gonna lie."
For a Navy SEAL to misidentify your gender was like a complement, or so everyone would have thought of.
"So a Femboy, huh?" JP Jones said, hands clasp together.
"Probably?" Everyone agreed.
"Your deception... greatly caused alarm." Zumwalt uttered in silent.
"Jesus Christ, I'm not a Femboy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A manly cry sounded through-out the Osprey as its head to the Carrier Roosevelt.
"Why is this wretched creature is with us." Zumwalt's voice sounded disdain at the background.
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At the Deck of Carrier Theodore, the Osprey landed and everyone onboard disembarked at the lowered rear ramp of the Aircraft. After they all disembarked, they all look at the bridge with its flying colors with a massive Stars and Stripes flying through the Atlantic wind.
"It really is her." JP Jones said after confirming the Hull number at the Bridge.
"It's quite a nice view to be here standing at the deck." Kidd commented as she viewed the parked Aircraft that range from 4th Gen to 6th Gen.
"So where's the other one, we were 6 in number but one of the Marines said were supposed to be 8 in total." Jimmy said.
JP Jones and the rest looks around as to find the other Kansen. "Not here, where do you think she is?" He asked.
"Lost in the void." Zumwalt said, not bothering the person's identity.
Drew eyed him. "Really??? In which void she could be?"
Only silence came out of him as there are no further elaboration as the rest waited for his response. Luckily for them the Manjuus had the answer.
The Led Manjuu of Raider 1 spoke. "Actually she's in with the other Aircraft."
"Why?"
"Is there any other reason why?" Jimmy asked.
"Well you see, we got a little bit of trouble apprehending her after beating 13 of the Marines that was sent to board her Ship. So... we thought we might place her in another Aircraft with more Marines onboard for security measures."
"She-she beats 13 of them???" Cleveland asked in total shock.
"Yeah."
"Damn." Canberra uttered.
"Not bad." Jimmy said with a smirk.
"Hah, a raw strength of power, just as expected." Zumwalt mused.
As everyone chat about the other Kansen that beats 13 Manjuu Marines, another Osprey landed at the deck. Manjuu Marines and some armed Sailors (Manjuus) rushed as to secure the passenger onboard.
Inside of the passenger cabin, a Woman in her 20's wearing MARPAT uniform and escorted by a numbers of Marine Manjuus with black-eyes and bruises, some were on a stretcher being rushed inside the Carrier's Infirmary for immediate medication.
Anchorage set foot at the deck of the Carrier with handcuffs and chains all over her body and neck, like a wild animal, or like that of Hannibal Lector.
"This is what I thought of when every time I thought of the Marines. Chained-up like a wild animal that is thirsting for blood like a Devil Dog." Kidd commented as she set her attention at Anchorage.
"Looks like this is the pure embodiment of that." JP Jones said in agreeing with her word.
"A little restraint would be that bad." Zumwalt said, not bewildered as the rest.
"Is he always like that?" Cleveland asked.
"As edgy as his ship, there's no doubt about that." Drew responded, her attention focused on the stoic man.
Everyone then got into formation along with Anchorage who were still chained and handcuffed, they all wait at the deck for Theodore to showed herself.
To their utter surprise, the person they anticipated is not at their visualization of Theodore Roosevelt stature, instead a Little-Girl and a Teddy-Bear greets them.
Some needs to rub their eyes if their own retina is not functioning properly, and some accepted the reality that is standing in front of them.
"Good day Gentlemen, I know many of you have some questions about the f*ckery that is currently going-on around the world. But I can assure you that thing is normal into this forsaken world where we stands and breaths." She said in a tone of Theodore Roosevelt himself would say.
"So.... you know the reasons why we are here?" JP Jones asks her.
"No need to chase the coy, tell us the reason why we were summoned here." Zumwalt straight to the point, no zig-zag, just cut through it.
The directness caught everyone's attention, even the hardliners like Jimmy caught off-guard at the total directness.
"Yes, but before that." She raised a hand stalling further question, she then turned her attention at Anchorage. "I want those chains and handcuffs to be removed, it's unsettling."
"Umm.... Are you sure Ma'am?" Led Manjuu of Raider 1 affirmed.
"Yes." She said without a second thought.
The Led Manjuu complies and order one of his men to remove the chains and handcuffs around her. After the chains and handcuffs were removed, one Manjuu receives a 'Nut-Cracker' between his Chicken Feet.
( [ Black Lagoon Meme ] by Tekkerman3000 )
The Men and Manjuus recoiled in surprise and covers their crotch as to cover their nuts. "Owwww."
"A generation had been wasted." Zumwalt uttered.
"Are you done?" Theodore asked, not caring about the feeling of everyone who covers their crotch.
Anchorage only gives a nod.
"Alright... I'll answers your questions later, but before that. Follow me inside, I need to brief you all about the current situation." She said as she motioned to them to follow her inside the Carrier.
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Briefing Room
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Canberra and Cleveland both scratch the back of their heads as to make sense of the pamphlets that was given to them as part of the briefing session.
"Alright." Theodore began as LCD screen projected a text at one the pages of the pamphlets. "Listen-up, what am I going to tell is something out in the world that we knew of... and don't asks me about random questions that are beyond my knowledge."
Both Canberra and Cleveland is about to raised their hands, but instead decided not as they don't want to look like some assholes.
JP Jones and the rest reads the information pocket that is given to them, some of them winced at the absurdity of the information, but they couldn't whim about it as they were in a different world.
"Kansenization?" JP Jones uttered. "So this is the reason why we were humans."
"Kansenization...?" Zumwalt mused, his attention engrossed at the reasons of having Human Body. "I'm intrigued... I felt the power of a Warship surging through me, as if we're one."
"Sirens? This is different that I knew of." Kidd said as she had a different visualization of Sirens (Greek Mythology).
"Rigging Activation?" Jimmy said as he was interested at the notion of the capability of such use of Rigging in Military interest.
"DARPA is gonna like this." He said with grin smile at his face.
Anchorage raised a hand, Theodore spoke first as she knows what question she's about to ask. "Yes, Walmart N*zi Germany and Dollar Store F*scist Italy does exist."
That caught Zumwalt attention. "Curious." He uttered.
"So are we at the inter war years of WW2?" Drew asks as she raised the pamphlet containing that information at the certain page.
"Actually were in the mid-years of the war, if the information here is correct." JP Jones said.
"Yes, we were all blind about the situation for now until we get into land and asks the questions ourselves." Theodore said.
Jimmy then raised his hand as to ask a question.
"Yes, Jimmy." Theodore said as she shifts her attention at him.
"About this Rigging Activation, how do we do it? It only says here "Feel your heart and Ship and thus the Rigging Activation shall commence', I don't know anything about that."
"I didn't try it myself, yet." Theodore said. "Although... I might need some volunteers about the validity of such claims of the information pocket." She said with some sinister smile hiding behind her face.
"I need two volunteer." Theodore asked for a two volunteer.
"A volunteer?"
Everyone then proceeds to look at the back seat like the front class is looking at those seating at the back class.
"Why are you guys looking at us." Cleveland said in a terrified voice.
"Umm, I felt like I don't want to volunteer in this experiment." Canberra said, as she's terrified as Cleveland was.
"Some sacrifices are necessity for all of us to advance." Zumwalt said in a cold undertone.
Important note in the Military Community, never ever in your life volunteer yourself. As the High-Command will never ever in their life accept the responsibility of your injury in voluntary actions.
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Cleveland and Canberra both found themselves in an involuntary situation of testing-out the Rigging Activation, as everyone came into conclusion that they need a 'Volunteer' for such experiment.
"This is bullshit!" Cleveland shouted at the unfair treatment given to him and Canberra.
"Would this be considered a 'Service relatable Injury'?" Canberra asks about the injuries she might receive at the hasty experiment.
"Nope. Your injuries will not be considered Service Relatable, but I would award you some posthumous Purple Heart. And some Navy Cross." Theodore voice boomed at the megaphone.
"Oh, Hell no!"
"Your sacrifices are crucial at the United States Navy success, a sacrifice that I am willing to take." Theodore jest.
"I should have run before while there's still a chance back at the Briefing Room." Cleveland cried-out in horror.
"Yeah, me to, mate. me to." Canberra uttered in a meekly voice in a tone of defeat.
"Alright, enough sulking like a bunch of babies. Now get into work with that 'Rigging Activation', so that everyone can get the hell out of here." Theodore's voice boomed once again at the megaphone.
Out of choice, both Cleveland and Canberra put their effort on activating their Riggings for the first time, even though the instruction were vague. But they still tried their best of activating their Riggings with pure effort and bravery.
At the deck of the Carrier, everyone stood watching with binoculars as to observe the what might be a successful Rigging Activation test.
"Damn, they're really putting their all at this test huh." Kidd said in amazement at the two doing their all as for the sake of everyone.
"Looks like it's working.... I can see some blue lines forming at the LCS Ships." JP Jones said as he watches the spectacular event unfolding through his binoculars.
Drew monitors the heartbeat of the two through the Lap-Top device that was used for medical care, she monitors each heartbeat in corresponds to the Rigging Activation.
"Heart rates seems normal, all steady.... Nothing major problems all heart beats were all normal." She said, eyes fixated at the monitor of the Lap-Top.
Jimmy rubbed his chin. "Hmmm.... It's seems easy than I anticipated."
Anchorage view the two through the binoculars, she thought the two is like powering-up like those in 'Dragon-Balls'.
"Are they going Super Saiyan?" She asks.
Everyone turn their eyes at her absurd yet close to reality question. ".... Probably...."
"Mastering one's strength. Lead to unlocking certain potentials... pray they live-up to the hype, than they were back on our world. My time here observing would be a waste of time." Zumwalt said without any anticipation of success of the two LCS.
"You really lost hopes with these two to reach the peak of their potentials, huh?" Theodore asked the introvert amongst them.
Zumwalt shifted his brows, expression still remains. Disappointed. "Yes."
As the observation fell into chatter, the two LCS Ships dematerialized and formed into multiple miniaturized 'Wisdom Cubes' and materialized around the two, as Ship Riggings with the Parts and Weapons protrudes like how it was placed at the deck.
Both Canberra and Cleveland were surprised at the results of the Rigging Activation test they conducted, they were blown-away in utter surprise as they found themselves standing at the surface of the water like standing at a solid ground.
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Canberra Rigging, at the right Rigging is a SeaRAM CIWS. And the left Rigging is the MK-110 57mm Bofors and front bow.
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Cleveland Rigging consist of SeaRam CIWS. At the left Rigging is MK-110 57mm Bofors and Missile Launcher for Hellfire Missile.
They both freaked-out for a bit as they stood at the waves for the first time, but then they calmed down after realizing they were not sinking, but instead floating with little buoyancy.
"Hey, look! We're floating, were floating!" Canberra said in pure amazement.
Cleveland's knees quiver as to balanced himself from not tumbling over at the ocean, but then he remembered that his is balanced like a floating ship itself.
"Hah, ha, I thought I'm going to tumble for a moment there." Cleveland said, as he calms down.
Canberra then proceeds to moves through the waves at her Rigging Mode, she moves in a quick pace like a miniature speedboat as she leaves some wake at her maneuvers.
"Hey, look at this I moving, I'm moving." Canberra said as moves in a speedboat speed.
"Wait-how? How are you moving like that?" Cleveland seemed not find-out himself of how to move his propulsion thrusters.
"Yeeeehawww!!!!!!!!!" Canberra zoomed passed the Carrier Roosevelt.
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At the Carrier Roosevelt
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"Seems like the testing is a success." Theodore said after the confirmation of the successful Rigging Activation.
After watching the magnificent and out of the world transformation of Rigging Activation, everyone is now hooked-up of trying out their own Rigging Activation.
"So that's how what it looks like, I'd expected it to be more of like Power Armor." JP Jones said.
"Power Armor or not, that shit still looks cool." Kidd said in amusement as she wants to try it into herself too.
"Meh, but I still prefer a Power Armor."
"Same.... They looked what they want to be perceived as strong." Zumwalt said.
Jimmy spoke after assessing the Rigging configuration of the LCSs. "If the Surface Ships looks like Power Armor with all the deck mounted Weapons, what would the Submarine would look like?"
Drew respond, as she too assesses the Rigging configuration. "The Rigging Configuration seems followed the way of Surface Combatant with the protruding at the side and Rigging... I'd anticipated for a Submersibles would look like a Diver Gear, or enlarge Diver Prolusion Vehicles or DPVs... That's was only my thoughts."
Jimmy nods. "Thanks for the insight, I now have the clear view of my Rigging."
Drew wave-off a hand. "No need to thank me, I'm just expressing my thoughts."
Everyone then divulges at the conversation to what about their Riggings would look like if it activated by them, but they were seemed curious of the mechanism of Rigging Activation of how they would float at the surface with their tonnage and buoyancy.
They also discussed about some pros and cons of the Rigging Mode. They thought about their survivability of getting hit by an Anti-Ship Missile.
As everyone gets chaotic at their discussion, the onboard comms at the Carrier sounded.
"Admiral on deck, the Commander called your presence at the CIC."
Everyone stiffened as the sound seems urgent and held some concerns about the sudden call. Theodore without wasting any of the precious time, walks through the deck and heads to the Command Center.
At the CIC, everyone is at frantic as to assess the current transmission they had recently received, it was a mumble garble, but they were certain about the encrypted message that bare resemblance at WW2 US Navy Encrypted Codes.
"Report?" Theodore asks at the sudden chaos that is going-on at the CIC.
One of the Meowfficer greets and salutes. "Ma'am. We received a frantic call from Washington, it was mumble garble of transmission but we are certain that it was an emergency of recalling of the Fleets in defense of the Capital from an invasion of some sort."
Theodore immediately issued an immediate order. "Contact all Ships, Warning Red, weapons tight, I want all guns loaded."
After the orders are given the alarm sounded through-out the Fleet that surprises everyone at the sudden alarm blares.
*General Quarters, General Quarters, All hands man your battle-station, all hands man your battle-station*
Jimmy is about to lit-up his smoke, but he stops there after the alarm sounded at the Carrier. "What the... that didn't sound good."
"You think so?" JP Jones asked sarcastically.
Zumwalt felt the unease in the air, the change of gust of wind making shifts his attention at the direction were the steering storm appeared. He can sense the profound danger.
"There..." His gaze fixated at the direction of the brewing storm. Both Jimmy and JP Jones turn to look, JP Jones' Aegis detected the swarming danger flying through the air.
"It seems a great battle in the air is happening.... Propeller planes and unknown aircraft. the data was not on the Navy Files." He confirmed.
Zumwalt continued. "At that direction was a brewing storm and a challenge, we heading for..."
A smirk emerged on his stoic face. "Sure its good day for us to show this world our power, the power of liberation, we are... fulfilling what has been the reason of our summoning."
"I sometimes thought he lost it." JP Jones whispered.
"It sounded like it, but he does have a point. Let's fulfilled what has been the reason of our summoning." Jimmy said, having the same view as Zumwalt.
Manjuus on deck scrambled at the flight deck. As Planes were all rearmed and refueled. Mako Missile were loaded at the missile racks at each parked Super Hornets. After being armed with hypersonic it was then catapulted-off the deck and flew.
The process happens again as another armed Super Hornet parked itself at the same EMALS. Followed by F/A-25 Hellcats 6th Gen. Fighter Interceptor.
"That's a lot of load out for some interception." JP Jones commented.
"This is only a fraction of what devastation we could deliver." Zumwalt corrected. "it be better if bring everything on this torrent of evil."
"Ready yourself, looks like were about to enter a fight." Jimmy said after smoking his cigar.
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~Few minutes pass~
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Everyone is attention on deck with their gear, but some didn't. right next to them is their ride a single MV-22 Osprey being checked by Manjuu Mechanics from deficiency.
"Some of you might be wondering why I called an emergency meeting and put the whole Fleet in high alert."
Everyone was silent as to listen at the immediate briefing.
"We just got an emergency call from Washington, that the Capital is under the threat of invasion by the Sirens. We will help the Navy and Army of defending D.C. from not falling into enemy hands, this is not our world, so I gave you the full authority of shooting anything that ain't humans. Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am." Everyone responded in unison, as some felt excitement at the upcoming fight.
After her address, the Manjuu Mechanics gives a thumbs-up about the operational readiness of the Osprey.
"Alright, everyone get-in the Osprey!"
Everyone then rushed at the rear ramp door of the Osprey as the twin rotors spins fast as to gain lots of momentum and lift. As the Osprey gains lift, the twin rotors tilts forward as an Airplane.
MV-22 Osprey criticized by it subsequent crashes and safety issues, but where the Aircraft truly shines is the speed and the amount of troops it can deployed at the contested zone as fast as plane.
As everyone were inside the Osprey, they all saw their Ships dematerialized into Wisdom Cubes and slowly entered at their bodies for storage.
"Whoa! That felt weird." Cleveland said as he saw a Wisdom Cube goes inside his body.
"Yeah, that one felt different." Drew said as she felt dizzy.
"Ah, my stomach felt turning upside-down at that one." Canberra said, as she feels her belly.
"Here, a gum." Drew offer a chewing gum at the two who felt unwell with the sudden storage.
JP Jones, Kidd, Jimmy, Anchorage and Zumwalt felt only a slight woozy at that, they didn't felt anything weird about their body or slight stomach turns.
Theodore didn't even budge at that sensation of nausea, after a dozens of Wisdom Cubes that once her Carrier goes inside her.
"God dang it, your embarrassing us here." Anchorage said at the two LCS.
"Amateurs." Zumwalt silently uttered.
Kidd intervene. "Let the kids be, they need some time to recover from the nausea they felt."
"Let's hope they both recover in time; we don't want them to be an anchor to this big battle." Jimmy said as he smokes some cigar.
"Really? Smoking here, right now?" JP Jones said in disbelief.
"I rather smoke now, before I submerge below the waters." Jimmy answered.
"Ahh.... Gimme a smoke, I might wanna need it to reduce anxiety." Kidd said as she was given one cigarette.
JP Jones also couldn't help himself and ask for a smoke too. Jimmy then offered one at Anchorage. Anchorage took three cigarettes and lit-up three of them at the same time. She's totally smoking three cigarettes at once.
JP Jones, Kidd, Drew and even Jimmy himself couldn't believe she's smoking three cigarettes at the same time. Yup powered by Nicotine, Caffeine and Hate.
"Jesus... f*cken Christ." JP Jones uttered in surprise.
Then Zumwalt the last one on the line, and was offered a smoke. He declined.
"I do not smoke. I prefer a Monster Drink."
That left everyone baffled at his choice of nerve motivation before heading into battle. Not smoking was acceptable, but having Monster Drink before the game start was gamer move.
"Sure...?" JP Jones was baffled at her response.
"You're lucky I have one." Drew pulled one Monster Drink at her medical bag, and offer it to him. "Save your thanks later."
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Zumwalt took it, no words exchange just a silent transaction.
As everyone pumped and ready for a fight, Theodore with some high hopes and expectation of everyone onboard, spoke.
"Smoke well everyone, because minutes later we will be smoking some Sirens with American Freedom and Democracy."
"Yeah!!!!!!!!!!"
Everyone cheered clinch fist raised over.
As everyone is hyped about the upcoming battle, the Osprey Pilot radioed back about the successful transmission link at the Ground Troops at D.C.
Theodore took the communication link and directly contacted the one with radio at the ground. "This is Carrier Strike Group 9, what's the situation over D.C.?"
They all waited for a response at the radio communication, it took another minute before response sounded at the radio comms.
"The situation on the ground here on D.C. is dire, our lines are being overrun by Executor-Class. Currently the White House is under sieged and the security seems falling apart. The President and some Higher-Ups are still under the Bunker of the White House. Hurry! The Siren Forces run rampant here!"
A woman's voice with a southern drawl sounded at their comms.
"A southerner? And a woman too." Drew said, while covering the mic at her comms.
"Sound like a Grandma to me." Kidd said.
"Executor-Class???? Are those Russia's new Elite Forces other than the Spetsnaz?" Anchorage asks at the comms.
"Did she forgot about the briefing before? Executor-Class is one of the Sirens." Cleveland muttered.
"Oh.... I never remember that one." JP Jones said.
"Did you even read the information at the pamphlets given to us?" Cleveland asked, his tone aggravated.
Both JP Jones and Kidd shrugs. "We only read some of the important stuff and not the whole explanation about each things."
Zumwalt stay silent and meticulously listened to any information he could gathered, and separated it at the noises ringing at the comms.
The woman behind the comms respond. "Russian Spetsnaz??? ..... I don't know what you were talking about, but D.C. is falling and the defenses around the White House is going down."
Theodore opens the mic and responds. "Copy that. Sirens are the enemy target and save the White House from falling into enemy hands?"
"Yes. Copy, we need air-support!"
"Roger that, help is on the way."
The contact then goes-off and go static. Theodore then sends a Squadron of F/A-18 Super Hornets armed with Mako Hypersonic Missile to take the lead and conduct a close air-support at the Ground Troops defending D.C.
Mako Hypersonic Missiles were released at the missile racks at the wings of the Super Hornets, the Mako Missile ignited its solid rocket fuel and flew in a greater speed that is beyond comprehensible in 1940s technology. (And common sense.)
The Mako Missiles flew in parabolic flight as it raced above the clouds and dove down in the area of the target. Making a meteor like shower at those point-of-view at the ground.
Texas and some Union Troops saw a meteor shower like attack that descends from the heavens and strucked all the Humanoid Sirens with ferocity. She only saw a showering of light piercing all the Force-Field that the Executor-Class put-up in order to stop the unknown attack.
The Pilots (Manjuus) of the Super Hornets that launched the attack radioed back at the successful attack.
"Papa Bear Led to Carrier Roosevelt, all attack successfully hit all targets. I repeat, all targets are successfully hit."
"I received you Papa Bear Led, commenced Close Air-Support."
"Roger that, commencing Close Air-Support."
Back at the Osprey, the rear door's light indicator switched from red to green. Alarms blared as the rear ramp opened, signaling a Halo Jump.
Zumwalt sat near the lowering door, his senses keenly detecting an invitation to a profound challenge. His instincts urged him to face this test, to prove his existence as the most powerful warship to ever grace the waters, both on Earth and in this new world.
As everyone prepared themselves with their stashed and equipped weapons, Zumwalt rose from his seat and approached the edge of the ramp, his eyes darting downwards.
Down below, lay a massive warship, so vast that even the Modern Kansens couldn't fully comprehend its existence. Everyone was left with mouths agape, in utter shock at seeing Orochi for the very first time.
"That's one hell of a big ship!" JP Jones shouted, his voice battling the gusting wind permeating the passenger cabin.
"That's a Siren ship?! I can't believe it's even that big!" Cleveland exclaimed.
Jimmy maintained his composure, even as his mind was clouded by fear. "I think we shouldn't have underestimated these Sirens."
"Nobody move..." Everyone was surprised by Zumwalt's sudden remark. "This one is mine... No one shall interfere."
"Are you nuts? That one is even bigger than any ships that ever floated back on Earth," Kidd reasoned, attempting to appeal to logic.
"Do it. It's all yours," Theodore granted him permission to face the bigger fish in the ocean.
"With pleasure." Zumwalt stepped off the ramp, plunging down like a boss making a grand entrance amidst the ongoing chaos down below.
"Not to be rude, but... are you sure he can handle it?" Drew asked, questioning Theodore's decision. If Zumwalt failed, they would lose a significant asset to their team.
Theodore didn't turn, watching him fall without a parachute from a height of 15,000 feet, directly into the center of the Siren Fleet.
"Let him prove his worth... a 4.4 Billion Dollar Destroyer against a Siren Super Weapon," she said, a shadow looming over her face. "This will be the fight of the century."
Right at Zumwalt
Zumwalt plummeted through the heavens like a deity seeking power and challenge. His ultimate reason: to challenge the largest ship and fleet in existence, to prove the worth of the 22 Billion Dollar US Navy investment in this 21st Century Warship, equipped with the most powerful weaponry of its era. Now, in this world of the unknown and the bizarre, he challenged his own existence as the strongest among the warships that had followed him, staking his claim on the words "powerful" and "stealth."
Below, he saw Orochi positioning its main guns upwards, targeting him. He watched as the end of each barrel pulsed with pure energy.
"An interception attack, how quick! Too bad it won't hit."
Then, a surge of energy rose like pillars, reaching the heavens where he was. He leaped side-to-side, dashed front and rear, effortlessly evading the concentrated fire.
After Orochi's failed interception attempt, the Massive Siren Ship activated its Force-Field, a large, transparent dome with a honeycomb pattern emerging to cover the colossal Siren ship along with its entire fleet of Siren Ships.
Following that initial attack, Zumwalt activated his rigging. He was then engulfed by dozens of floating Wisdom Cubes. A massive structure appeared behind him, his rigging form resembling a Metal Gear Bipedal Mech, intricately composed of USS Zumwalt's structural elements and weaponry.
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He locked sight on the Massive Siren Warship with his Rail Gun, aiming directly for the center of the dome, striking its known weakness.
"Such a hindrance won't stop me from unleashing my power," he declared, and then fired his Rail Gun at the Force-Field, not once, but twice.
Orochi's defense was breached, and every Humanoid Sirens was shocked to witness the shattering of the protective barrier that had shielded them.
Zumwalt wasn't the kind of man to grant anyone a window of time to react or retaliate. He unsheathed his Katana, the blade raised as if he were about to split a watermelon in half.
"I am the Calm... before the Storm. I am the one who brought judgement... I am... Zumwalt." he proclaimed his name, engraving it into the minds of the Sirens.
"Taste my Judgement!" With a decisive, downward strike of his Katana, Orochi's bow cleanly separated from its hull.
(You can now bury the light)
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It was such a clean cut that the Sirens' mouths hung open in disbelief at the stranger who had appeared out of nowhere, made such a dramatic entrance, and then sliced Orochi as if it were paper on a sharp blade. The force of that cut rippled through the water, raising plumes in its wake.
The act was both disrespectful and a blatant display of aura-farming.
The Sirens remained utterly silent, stunned by the unknown intruder who had made such a Hollywood-esque introduction with a boss landing.
"Now... that is a challenge," he mused, after effortlessly slicing a ship twice the size of a Container Ship as if it were nothing.