Tokyo Bay, Sakura Empire
After the first wave of the attack on the Capital of Sakura Empire, Royal Navy and Eagle Union. Another wave of attack came like a raging storm, the tsunami of waves that titan the Sakuran Shipgirls. Their resolve may be unwavering, but the number of Sirens is far too many than they can handle alone.
Off the shores of the Empire, dozens of Siren Fleet merged into one single task force that dwarfed the existing ship number on the Sakuran Imperial Fleet. Carriers, Battleships, Cruisers (heavy and light), and Destroyers. Far off from the distance, Orochi emerged as the largest of the bunch, positioned at the rear acting the Siren Task Force Flagship.
"So... that's Orochi? Quite a big one to say as an understatement." Izumo said as he stood at the back of his F-35B as it soared above, far away from the reach of any AA-Fire.
Zuikaku tailing behind with her A6M Zero, respond. "Hai. Orochi is quite a resource-intensive project that Sakura Empire built, recent projects were canceled because of the associated cost of building one."
"In what dockyard did you build this?" He inquired.
"Well... it was a top-secret that a few only knew where Orochi was built, to us who knew the project too well. Orochi was conceived under a giant cave system, the rest was dug out in order for the dock to be built."
"No wonder why it cost that much." He uttered in silence. He then quickly changes the tone.
"So, how are we going destroy that thing?"
Zuikaku was clueless as to how to answer that, she didn't how the Modern Kansens did it. She only knew reports and testaments but those were vague in explaining the whole ordeal.
"Sorry, but my intuition about that matter was vague, that topic was so sensitive and fell in the category of classified files."
Izumo furrowed his brows as he glanced at her, his thoughts diverted into one weapon. Yes, that exact weapon that regarded as taboo.
'That kind of secrecy could only lead to one particular weapon of mass destruction, a weapon that did not exist in this world and highly regarded as secret, if secrets may leak.... It will be the doom of everyone. Each Nations would want such capability and if war broke out, that weapon would be used willy-nilly without any regard. I guess keeping it as a secret would be the best of all alternatives.'
Zuikaku notices him deep in thought while staring right in her direction, she was flustered for a bit before asking. "Is there something a matter? You quite passed out for a moment there."
Izumo broke his daze and looked at her. "Sorry, I was just in deep thought about what you said about the weapon used."
Zuikaku waved her hands off frantically as she went red. "No - No need, my information was vague and sorry if I may not be able to give the answer you asked for."
Izumo was puzzled at her erratic reaction as it made him chuckle for a reason he finds it cute. But his thoughts was interrupted by the beeping warming receiver of his F-35B. Down below, Orochi's massive Beam Cannon raised its elevation connecting to their flight path.
"Anti-Air weapon, INCOMING!!" He warned Zuikaku about the incoming danger.
Like a surprised turkey, Zuikaku let out a scream while she followed Izumo's banking maneuver, soon enough the Beam that Orochi fired reached the sky as the clouds departed in its wake.
"Whoa! That was close." Zuikaku said in surprise, that attack could literally fry her out of existence.
"It seems probing on this Big-Fella ain't getting us nowhere," Izumo said as he eyed Orochi down below. Zuikaku agreed as they both left the airspace and returned back to safer airspace.
"Maya, I'll leave Orochi in your care." He radioed to JS Maya.
DDG-179 JS Maya is the only Japanese Ship that has a weapon that destroys Orochi with one swoop, that weapon is deep within the canisters of her VLS Cells. BGM-109N Nuclear Tomahawk was modified to their times of need if the situation called for it to be used. No one in Azur Lane and Sakura Empire knew the existence of this weapon near their territory.
"Mission received." JS Maya responded at the comms.
JS Maya's mission is to eliminate Orochi before its Main-Cannons could wreak havoc in the coastal cities of the Empire, she only had two shots for this mission. 2 BGM-109N Nuclear Tomahawk stowed away in her Canisters.
JS Maya along with the Takao Sisters sailed under the protection of her ECM, the ECM Jammed the radar of the patrolling Siren Ships. Blue tarp over their head covering their figure from the patrolling Siren Planes up above.
"How are we going to take down Orochi with only a few of us?" Choukai asked as their mission is way to absurd.
"I don't know yet, but it seems she had a plan." Takao said.
"Me?" Cruiser Maya said in confusion.
"No, her." Takao pointed in front. In front is JS Maya leading them to tricky waters held by the Sirens.
"Oh..."
Atago couldn't hold her curiosity and spoke. "It is quite odd, how we're few in number manages to even fought a fight against a titan like Orochi?"
Takao also notices the absurdity of the mission, if one perspective would look at it, as suicidal. "May I inquire? Why only a few of us is going to charge Orochi?"
JS Maya stayed silent as the weapon involved in the mission was shrouded with secrecy and only a few witnesses needed to keep the secret out of the prying eyes of the higher-ups.
"This mission is shrouded in secrecy." She began as the banter behind her fell silent. "Few witnesses only needed in this mission."
She turns and gazes upon their eyes with a serious face. "Can I trust you four in this secrecy with your lives?"
The seriousness got the Sisters on their edge as it was rare for everyone to see her in her serious face. This seriousness only came out when the situation was serious and grim.
After seeing their faces, JS Maya continued. "I carry the only weapon capable of taking down Orochi with one fell swoop."
Their eyes widened as they knew what weapon she was referring to, the one they saw that obliterated Orochi off the coast of Madagascar.
"If this secret got leaked out, your life is on the line. Miss Enterprise is serious about keeping this weapon out of human sight or hands. I trust you four can keep this classified secret?"
"You can trust me with that secret." Atago said as she didn't care at all.
Takao nodded her head. "If the secrecy of the weapon is a top priority to stop humanity's hunger for power? Yes, I will gladly keep it a secret.
"You can count on us." Choukai said with a smile and a thumbs up.
Cruiser Maya nodded her head. "You can trust us."
JS Maya curved a smile. "Let's go and finish the job so we can all go home."
The Takao Sisters cheered.
A few moments later, JS Maya and her Division reached the designated location for the launch. The location was chosen as far away from Sakuran Territory and out of the line of battle. Far away for the naked eye to view the flashing light of the nuclear detention. Safe from any intuition, the launch order is given.
"Prepare Nuclear-armed Tomahawk." JS Maya began.
"Nuclear-armed Tomahawk Status: Ready. Nuclear Launch Code needs to be verified."
A Feminine A.I. voice sounded as the onboard system of the ship, the Aegis Combat System plotted the flight path and targets afloat on the surface.
"Nuclear Launch Code ***********."
"Nuclear Lunch Code: Verified." The computer screen beeps as the launch codes are typed and verified. "Selecting target:"
"Target Orochi"
"Target: Confirmed. Target data is currently uploading the Nuclear-armed Tomahawk... Nuclear-armed Tomahawk ready to fire."
"Fire."
At the VLS of her Rigging, one hinge door of the VLS Cell along with the exhaust opens. A continuous blare of alarm sounded as the booster of the missile was ignited. Out of the exhaust smoke comes out, the BGM-109N Nuclear Tomahawk tore its seal and sored the sky.
The Takao Sister watches the soaring Missile where the hopes of everyone in Sakura Empire rested. "Weapon of righteousness", Harry S. Truman once dubbed the weapon that wiped out an entire city.
"It only takes one weapon to bring Orochi down huh?" Takao mused as she watched the Missile fly in the direction of Orochi.
"It may not be a good decision to use such a weapon of devastation, but in the face of the calamity and desperation. One decision could be the turning point of such events either good or bad." JS Maya said while being sympathetic to the use of nuclear weapons in the world would that think of it as a weapon created by science and fiction.
"Would it be sufficient enough?" that question everyone's attention. That question came from Atago who seems to be serious.
"Let's hope it would only take one." JS Maya said as she prayed that one would be enough, enough to take down the looming danger.
Up above in the air
Izumo flew with his F-35B observing the outcome of the nuclear strike, he hoped that one would be enough to take on this enemy's massive ship. He didn't know how many JS Maya stowed in her arsenal, he never had thought a Japanese Warship would be equipped with nuclear weapons. He despises her decision, but after knowing what enemy they were fighting extraterrestrial life forms.
He couldn't believe at first, but he and JS Yuudachi encountered one on their first arrival in this world was not a great one. Their first encounter was an exchange of fire. Both he and JS Yuudachi won and are now curious about this world hostility.
Soon then he knew the history of hostilities between Humans and Sirens, the creation of the Azur Lane Alliance, and the factions or nations involved in such organization. He can't believe at first that he was in a different world in a year of 1940s with hostile Alien checks.
"F*cking Bullshit." He uttered in reminiscences of what he learned.
Zuikaku caught wind of what he uttered on the radio. "Is everything alright?" She asked.
"Nothing.... I just recollect all the things I learned about this world and Siren." He said in a gruff voice as he didn't want to remember the Siren warcrime.
Zuikaku noticed his face went sour every time he mentioned the Sirens and other things that upset him. 'He was like JS Maya when she came her first, naïve and hopeful. He seems to be the same as he condemns all acts of genocides, he was a compassionate one for a warrior.' She thought while her mind floated on cloud-9.
But her dreamy state was shattered as Izumo barked an order of hard banking maneuver. Like a caught-off cinnamon, Zuikaku let out a yelp as Izumo jumped off form his plane to hers. She didn't know why, but he swooped in and carried her like a princess bride out of her plane. She thought she was dreaming until her Zero Plane exploded in a fiery fireball.
"W – What happened?" She screamed in surprise.
"We've been detected." Izumo said after landing at the back of his F-35B.
Zuikaku out in her dreamy state, both of them look at where the beam attack came from. At that location, four Strategist MK-III emerged with their own squadron of planes ready to lurch into the fray.
"We got company," Izumo said ready to unsheathe his katana to unleash his Senbonzakura Kageyoshi at them in a quick fell swoop.
"You." One of the Strategist MK-III spoke while pointing its finger at them. "You're new... your files are not accounted in the system."
"What if I was not," Izumo respond.
"It doesn't matter... orders are to eliminate those who were a hindrance to our plan... prepare to die ---"
Izumo quickly draws his Katana and unleashes Senbonzakura Kageyoshi at the Executor-Class after placing down Zuikaku. Izumo cuts through to them as thousands of petals puncher the metal plating of the Siren Planes, and the bodies of the Siren fall into chucks.
Zuikaku was left mouth-gapped and stunned at the magnificence of a skill she saw with her very own eyes. "W – What... Amazing!" sparkles can be seen in her eyes in amazement.
The thousand fragmented Cherry Blossom petals merged as the blade of his katana while he slowly sheathes back to its scabbard with style.
"No one escapes my 'thousand blades'."
( IMAGE )
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London, Royal Navy
Dragon and Iron Duke both gazed in the sky as dozens of Humanoid Siren floated in the sky, multiple Siren Planes flew by as the overwhelming numbers cloaked the sky in an intimidating manner. Both of the Modern Kansens were unfazed by the overwhelming numbers of Executor-Class.
Dragon with a grin on her face cracks a knuckle. "So, b*tches come in for round two hah. I guess I have to pound their ass in order for them to remember to not pick a fight with us next time. And they bought more friends for a beating."
Iron Duke is too tired to rebuke the overly hyped Dragon. Instead, she focused her attention on the looming threat. "Were low in munitions, especially in Missiles, let not waste such resource on mundane such as planes. Let the Royal Navy handle such matters, our priorities are to engage the Humanoid type of enemies.
"he he he he, I am already aiming for that." Dragon said a devilish grin on her face.
Iron Duke unsheathes her sword whilst the blade glows bright gold. "Let's make haste." She said as she and Dragon dashed toward the numbers of Executor-Class already waiting for them in the air.
With the shimmering light that glows on the saber blade of her sword, Iron Duke unleashed her strongest attack.
"Virtutis Fortuna Comes."
A Beam of golden light slashed one or two Humanoid Siren and disintegrated in a flash without traces of anything nor dust.
Some of the Executor-Class were left a gasp as the new faces greeted them in surprise, their files didn't show any records about the Modern Kansens as if they were new and undocumented.
"Oh red flames on my right and my left hand, if combined! Blazing flames of the Red Dragon!"
Dragon chanted as both of her hands were covered in flames and combined with one another to create a twirling blaze of red flames with heat that melts anything on its path.
*BOOOOOMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
The explosion in the air was that of MB-1 Genie Air-to-Air Nuclear Missile above London. Everyone from below covered their eyes from the blinding flash of light and subsequent sonic booms.
"AH!!!!!!!!! MY EARS!!!!!!!!!!!" Arethusa wailed as the explosion and subsequent sonic boom shattered their ears.
"What was that?!" Leander asked the sudden loud explosion that drowned any cannon fire.
"That woman again." Ajax said as she knew what kind of person would do an ear-shattering explosion. "It was her, that Dragon Woman."
Everyone in London had experienced a Solar Flare above the sky'. Many of those were frightened at the biblical event that occurred above their heads.
11th Downing Street
Prime Minster Estate
PM Churchill covered his eyes as the light blinded him over the window of his Office. "God's grace! What's with the flash!" He exclaimed while stumbling over the floor.
George V was quick to respond and help him get onto his feet. "You alright Prime Minister?"
"I'm fine, I just got startled over." He said while getting up onto his feet.
"So, who made that attack? That attack seems to be a solar flare or worse." PM Churchill said with a grunt.
"I don't know who, but I surmised that Dragon-woman did. She's the only brash one who does as such."
PM Churchill looked out of the window, dusted off his top-hat and put it on. "Let's just be grateful that such power belongs to a Kansen that bears the Royal Navy ensign."
Out in the window up in the sky over London a great battle ensued as blows were exchanged in such ferocity. 20mm Depleted Uranium Round draw the line of death in the sky as Dragon let everything out with her CIWS and Mounted Chaingun System.
"Ripped to pieces' b*tches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Dragon with a glee let out a hail of BRRT BRRT at the terrified and some defiant Executor-Class. The Executor-Class were in for a Dodgeball Fight, but instead of balls, they were up against an R2-D2 with erection.
"Monster!" One of them exclaimed as she and the rest didn't expect this kind of craziness to come out in this one woman.
"Her records... noting, noting on the files, she's undocumented!" the other checked their records about the Modern Kansens. Of her carelessness, she lost her head.
"Red Dragon Iron Fist!"
Dragon punches her in the face so strong that it squashes her skull and brain matter splashes everyone in their faces.
"I've had enough of that damn ugly face of yours!" Dragon said after blowing that one Siren's face.
*Slash*
Iron Duke slashed her sword and cut clean one of the Executor-Class in half. She then goes on full Jedi as she deflects all the attacks with her sword. In the distance, she fired her MK-8 Naval Gun rapidly.
She swung her sword and cut down the hand-held weapon that Tracker MK-III holds. In the second swing, she aimed for the neck. Tracker MK-III's head flew out of her body as it was cut clean by Iron Duke's word.
"You shall not harm any human, one more step to where I stand, and I will cut you down!"
Iron Duke proclaimed as she stood her ground against the Sirens. Her sword was soaked with the blood of the enemy, her sharp gaze starred to their soul.
"Such a noble and brave, but it won't matter. You will die alongside this pest!" Breaker MK-III goes on full General Grievous as a beam sword comes out of her 8 Plasma Cannons.
"Holly Sh*t! General Grievous!" Dragon gleamed as she caught a glimpse of Breaker MK-III with 8 Plasma Cannon.
"Le me kick her butt, le me kick her butt!" Dragon annoyingly asked Iron Duke permission to kick Breaker MK-III's butt.
Iron Duke annoyed at the pleading Dragon, her brows twitched as Dragon tugged her dress in an irritating plead.
"Le me kick her butt!"
Iron Duke annoyed at her nonstop importune that is reaching her nerves, Breaker MK-III is at the advantage with her 8 Beam Sword that comes out of nowhere.
"Fine." She concedes. "She's all yours."
Dragon with a wild smile her sharp dragon-tooth was visible like a predator smiling for its prey. In a flash, Dragon quickly vanished in thin air as everyone was left pondering.
"Did she left?" Tracker MK-II said, surprise at Dragon's disappearance.
As the eerie silence permeated, their sensors beeped at the incoming danger from above. Up above they can only see the shadow of a pole high up, then Dragon came striking down.
Breaker MK-III got smacked in the face by a telephone pole, Dragon purposefully used the Telephone Pole as a means of defeating Breaker MK-III's 8 Beam swords.
Breaker MK-III got struck down by a telephone pole on the ground, deep within the ground. She got buried deep with a telephone pole in the middle of the road. She just got a treatment of "Rod from God' but instead a "Rod from Brad"
( IMAGE )
London Bridge is falling down, but for Breaker Mk-III Telephone Pole in the sky came crashing down.
After seeing what became Breaker MK-III the rest of the Executor-Class got an open eye on what situation they were in. Getting stabbed in London is one thing, but getting murked by a telephone pole is another thing.
"What the fuck was that?!" Amazon screamed as she was blown away by the gust of dust from where Breaker MK-III found her tomb.
Amazon is currently helping evacuate the Civilians to the underground bunker/shelter when things happen. After the dust settles, Amazon continues with her task of guiding the civvies.
The Civvies cover their heads as the battle above continues, soon enough other chunks of Humanoid Siren's corpse fall near them, the splattered blood and gore get most of them scared. But the danger of the battle is still there, their priority is to get in the safe of the underground bunker/shelter.
Other street blocks played the same scene as the civvies rushed under the bunker/shelter. It was chaotic as the battle being fought by the Royal Army. On the ground, the Anti-Air Artillery Group roared as proximity fuse will deal with Siren Planes flying above.
Like the London Blitz, everyone on the Anti-Air Artillery was fast and efficient in firing and loading the massive cannons of the Artillery.
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Washington DC
Missiles and Bombs flew everywhere and bullets whizzed pass, over the Capitol Hill, F/A-25 Hellcats and F/A-18 Super Hornets dominated the aerospace over DC. AIM-9X Sidewinder, AIM-260 JTAM and Peregrine AA-Missile.
Peregrine AA-Missile is only half of the size and weight of an AIM-120 AMRAAM, the vision for the Missile is for the Stealth Aircraft to carry double the payload without diminishing the capability of the Stealth Aircraft. in exchange, the range was reduced along with the explosive warhead. Which is a disadvantage in long-range confrontation, but in this world against the Siren Planes. The Peregrine AA-Missile proves its worth.
The Drone Wingman of the two Drone-Aircraft act as decoys and shooters. Decoys to attract the Missiles that the Siren Planes fired before releasing countermeasures such as flares. Shooter as to shot back its own payload 'Peregrine AA-Missile'.
In the streets below where the fighting ensued between Siren Minions and the Union Army. Heavy Armor such as Tanks clashed in Tank-to-Tank duel. Armor and firepower are put to the test. M26 Pershing Tanks against Siren Tanks, the Tank Crew and the entire platoon were all green with real combat. This combat against the Siren Tank will be their lesson and experience as they all need it when the Armored Titans of Azur Lane meet the Armored Titans of the Crimson Axis on the wide plains of Mainland Europe.
Saunders Platoon led by Lt. Kay, engaged the Siren Tank Platoon in the streets of DC. On the led Tank's POV, the turret swivels and aims its main-gun at the enemy Tank. When Lt. Kay gave the order, the Pershing Tank shook from the recoil. Lt. Kay held her head as to not slam her face at the Commander's cupola.
"Gunner! Enemy Tank, 8 o'clock, distance 3 yards." Lt. Kay informed the Gunner responsible for the turret main-gun.
Gunner Naomi cranked the lever as the turret turned to where the Enemy Tank was positioned. The 90mm Gun lowered to the elevation at the sight of the Gunner.
Loader Felecia shoved 90mm AP Shell at the breach of the gun, rammed by her fist with a disgruntled face. "Main-gun loaded." She shouted.
"FIRE!"
Gunner Naomi stepped on the pedal, and the main-gun of the Pershing Tank boomed. The Tank recoiled as a gust of dust blew from the roar of the Main-gun.
The enemy Tank they targeted explodes as the 90mm AP Round punched through the side armor of the hull. A few seconds later, the turret flew off the hull several feet (F-meter by American standards) up in the air.
"That's the last of it." Lt. Kay said with heavy pants visible in her breath.
"Our storage was depleted we only have a few HE Rounds." Loader Felecia reported.
Lt. Kay order the rest. "Saunders Platoon. Withdrew to the rear to stock our ammo."
Then a followed reply sounded at the Tank Radio.
Lt. Kay lowered her radio as her Platoon of Tanks was about to leave the area, but at the edge of her eye, she caught a glimpse of something protruding out of the debris. It took her a second to guess as to what that metal pipe protruding out of the wreckage.
"Sh*t, Enemy Tank hiding amongst the debris!" She radioed her tank crew.
Enemy Siren Tank's cannon is pointing in their Tank's direction. Lt. Kay saw the end of the muzzle alight its sights at them.
A whizzing sound sounded as it was followed by a sound of clinging metal, then out of the blues. The Enemy Tank's turret flew off from its hull hiding behind the rubble.
Lt. Kay was stunned at what just happened, she didn't hear any sound of humming sound of the engine nor creaking tank tracks. She quickly turned and saw the one executed that attack.
A lone M1A3 Abrams Tank on its tan color equipped with a mine-plow. The mine-plow gives the Abrams Tank a menacing demeanor. But some found the Tank reassuring being on their side, and the others were scared to even go toe-to-toe with such monsters.
"Lt." Gunner Naomi radioed. "have you seen what just happened."
Lt. Kay in a daze only stuttered a few words. "Ye – yeah..."
"That attack... it punched through the rubbles and to the Siren Tank like it was nothing." Gunner Naomi said with a bit of amazement.
".... Yeah...."
Kay watches as the Abrams Tank rolls in beside their Tank and stops parallel to theirs. Then suddenly, her Tank radio crackles.
"Marine 6th Armored Battalion to Saunders Platoon, do you copy over."
Lt. Kay broke from her daze and responded to the call. "Ye – yes, Saunders Platoon to Marine 6th Armored Battalion, we read you, over."
"Return to the rear and resupply, we got your retreat cover." The voice behind the radio sounded a bit irritated like the person behind the radio hated the job being given.
Saunders Platoon withdrew to the rear as the lone Abrams Tank watched their retreat, saying the Abrams Tank being alone was far fetch to what everyone could see. UAVs and UGVs loitered around the Tank.
Inside the Abrams Tank. The Manjuu Commander had a begrudging face as its eyes stuck on the monitor, hands on a PS5 controller. With a low grumble, he controlled the loitering UAVs above.
His Gunner noticed the begrudging tone of his commander's voice, and asked. "Sir. You don't have to be that angry to that Female Commander."
"Why would you think I was angry for? I was told by that damn Shiro to babysit that Female Tank Platoon Commander. I should have been shooting this goddamn Enemy Tank and not babysitting the said Commander." He said irritated.
Tanz the commander of the Abrams Tank named "Chicken Jockey" didn't like the order given to him by the led Abrams Tank Platoon commanded by Shiro. The Tank Crew knew the two commanders had begrudging rivalry about command, now the situation didn't help as the two were engaged in a kill count of enemy tanks.
Tanz's eyes furrowed as the loitering drone picked up something behind the wrecked building. "Enemy movement, 3 o'clock, distance 5 yards, use M1147 AMP Round to flush them out."
"Copy that, loading M1147 AMP Round, target confirmed." The Gunner said as the image was shared to his screen.
The autoloader of the Abrams Tank moved quickly to pick the selected round, and within seconds the Round was loaded to the gun. With haste and precise accuracy of the fire-control along stabilizer of the main-gun the Round it shot flew at a greater speed as the modern propellant burned quicker.
Up above to where the Siren Minion hid, a sudden burst of explosive and metal fragments showered them from below. Those who survive come out of the rubble as they were flushed out from cover. The 30mm Bushmaster Chaingun bolted above the Abrams Tank turret did the swiping of the flushed-out hostiles.
"Hostiles neutralized, Driver gets us out of here." Tanz radioed.
The Abrams Tank he commanded then reversed on it tracks as the Saunders Platoon made it to the safe zone. Their objective there is complete, their order now is to return back to the Abrams Tank Platoon that is engaging Enemy Tanks on the main road.
Main Road
At the Main Road, Anchorage along with the Abrams Tanks engaged in combat street to street, block to block. Abrams Tank with its 65+ ton weight crushed any hindrance on the way as 1940s car got flattened.
Manjuu Marines along with Union Army Soldiers exchanged fire with the Siren Minions that were infamous for Stormtrooper accuracy, but not for today's occasions. The Siren Minions have a great accuracy in exchanging fire with the defending forces.
Unfortunately for them, they were in for a world of hurt. Manjuu Marines, fresh data collected from the US Marines deployed in the Middle East. The ferocity of this Mentally-Illed Manjuus cannot be comprehended by anyone on Union Army Soldiers fighting beside them.
Crazy Chickens with Kevlar Vest and M27 IAR and the undeterred spirit of Dumbass and Badass showed the Sirens what the Devil Dogs were like.
"I want that Tank out in the way!" One Manjuu Marine Officer shouted while pointing at the Enemy Tank.
The Javelin Team set up their FGM-148 Javelin, at the thermal monitor of the controller Enemy Tank could be seen with its thermal. The Javelin Missile flew out of its cylindrical canister and did a top-attack dive on a Siren Tank.
After the elimination of the Siren Tank, the Manjuu Marines madly dash to the Siren Minion defense line and find out why fix-bayonets are still relevant in the Corp. Culture.
Kill, Fight, Die. That's what Marines do. Top of the game, earning their names. They were the Devil Dogs in a war machine, they were the Manjuu Marines.
The scene was crazier than the poetic one that was depicted by those who witnessed such battles. Charging the lines of Sirens with Fix-Bayonet along the chant of the Devils.
"Orahhh!!!!!!!!!!"
( IMAGE )
Union Army Soldiers who were green in such violence were left a gasp at a bunch Manjuus who didn't subscribe to mercy and chose premium violence. But that craziness was overshadowed by one Marine with bigger assets, guns blazing, ass-kicking and explosion!
Anchorage full-on Rambo with her Sig Sauer MG-338, the .338 Norma Magnum tore through the fleshes of Siren Minions. Her RIM-114 Rolling Air-Frame Missile became a Fire and Forgot Ground Missile to the Sirens.
Like the Warmachine that Col. Rhodes wore with all the guns blazed in full glory at the sound of booming guns and bombs.
"Get some b*tches!!!! You're all gonna die!!!"
Anchorage spouted as she lay fire and fury in the .338 Norma Magnum bullet of her Sig Sauer MG-338. Limited in size of ammo belt but not in hate. Like a kid on COD goes full auto with cheat codes and unlimited ammo.
One of the Siren Minions jumped over her as it took its chance on her, but she forgot the one she lunged on was not a typical one to fall in a surprise attack.
"Get off me Lil' B*tch!"
Anchorage angry at the audacity of this Lil' b*tch, grabbed her at her nape and unleashed the torrent of lead on its belly, the .338 bullets tore its organs, like that of being butchered.
She threw the gutless Siren Minion to where her friends are, the message is clear as the body was thrown at them. Panic befell to their ranks after seeing one of them lose a gut.
"See that b*tches! Your next!" Anchorage's voice boomed over as it snapped them from their bafflement.
Out of their bafflement, a belt of grenades was thrown on their feet. Curious at the belt eggs of green they all look at one another in confusion, their confusion is answered quickly with an explosion and flying shrapnel.
"Happy 4th of July." She greeted them after the firecracker.
Potomac River
The Brooklyn Sub-Class along with the two LCS sailed along the Potomac River. Besides the two LCSs are their respective Drone Ships. These two Drone ships were also Kansenized in their smaller frame.
Helena's gaze often shifted to the petite Androids (Kansenized Drone Ship), the small frame and cute appearance entranced her. They maybe cute in appearance but the cuteness diminished as the MK-38 Bushmaster 30mm Cannon mounted on its back gave it away. Everyone noticed it as her eyes glimmered every time her gaze shifted to the Androids.
"What cuteness she fined with those, it's frightening." Honolulu said with a shudder.
"What are you saying? Those two were cute." St. Louis said with a slight giggle.
Honolulu did her signature snub with a "humpf" she too can't deny the cuteness of Canberra's Android that looked like a Toy Plush-Kangaroo.
"Look alive people, we're approaching the designated area." Cleveland-31 said to his radio.
The Brooklyn Sub-Class tighten their grip on their SCAR-17 Rifle as the sound of gunfire gets louder and louder.
"Enemy contact, launch the Loitering Munition."
Both LCS Ships launched Switchblade Loitering Munition to search and destroy any target insight. A Kamikaze-Drone plunge into entrenched Siren position, delivering a devastating blow.
Explosions erupted along the Riverside as the Switchblade 600 armed with an Anti-armor warhead tore through the Siren Minions defense.
"Whoa..." Helena was amazed at how a small munition managed to cause such damage.
"That's the power of us LCS. We ain't Littoral Ships for nothing." Canberra proclaimed with a raised fist.
"Good thing we stay truth to our true mission." Cleveland-31 added.
"Why so?" Helena inquired.
Cleveland-31 blushed and stammered. "Well.... Back in our world, we were called "Little Crappy Ships" as a mockery of the Class's name. Our size and price didn't match with our capabilities. Like what the critics say we were literally just glorified River Boats with overpriced appliances."
Canberra then chimed in. "We LCS was meant for Coastal Operations in the Middle East and not in Blue Waters and High Seas. So... yeah. We got the 'Crappy' *Quote on quote* in our names."
"How awful." Helena felt sympathetic with the LCS as the names that were given to them were unjust.
South Lawn, White House
Theodore protected the White House and its inhabitants as she went full-on C-RAM Mode as her Mechanical Teddy-Bear with wrist-mounted dual 20mm M61 Vulcan Cannon.
"Target separated at one another in different directions." The A.I. onboard sounded as the Executor-Class parted ways in different directions to not get bodied with a shot.
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"Launch Missiles!" Theodore commanded.
The hidden Missile compartment at the armor of the Mechanical Teddy-Bear opens up like hinged doors. Multiple Missiles were fired at the Missile compartment and flew at each designated target in the sky like that of heat-seeking ones as it curved and turned to follow its target.
The Missiles knew where it was and its target, the Executor-Class' didn't expect this Loli of a unit to be loaded with Freedom and Democracy with extreme prejudice of liberation.
Like that of M163 Vulcan left in the hands of the Space ORCS, this Mobile Freedom dispenser lived to its name as the Siren didn't expect such Firepower in seemingly Loli and a Teddy-Bear.
The Executor-Class underestimated their opponent greatly as they paid the price of their numbers getting shredded into pieces, a mistake and misjudgment on their flipped side. A lone defender ready to pounce by their numbers which turn their predicament flipped over.
"The hell with this! Such ferocity and firepower with such size." Strategist MK-III commented. Her eyes darted to one Executor-Class, Explorer MK-II.
Explorer MK-II, the brave and the dumb charges toward Theodore in order to divert her attention for a moment to give the others an opening.
"A brave and dumb one." Theodore said as she intercepted Explorer MK-II.
Explorer MK-II charges forward on a literal Tank. Unfortunately for her, the Mechanical arms grabbed her in the torso like a doll.
"You want a piece of me, you want a piece of me." She shouted while frantically firing her Plasma Cannon.
Theodore grabbed on her lower half. "No. I want two." Then she proceeds to give her the Jazz Treatment.
This terrifies the Executor-Class as they get the front row seat, they are all silent and frozen for a moment as they see one of them get split in half horrifically.
"What?! Are you not gonna attack? HAH!" Theodore's voice boomed over with open widespread hands asking for them to charge.
"Come on!"
'What the hell is this? Is she some kind of mad woman, she splits one of ours into half with bear strength and she's asking for more!' Strategist MK-III's mind goes bananas after Theodore's remark.