>>34462160
>> “Alright, good luck.”

>>34462160
>> “Alright, good luck.”
Stay safe boys

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>>34462160
>> “Alright, good luck.”

We're going to need to figure out a good way to explain to the Commander that we're acting on intelligence from a Neuroi.

>>34462160
>> “Alright, good luck.”

>>34462160
>check archives
>+7 after 59 votes
What in the 7 hells happened?

>>34462287
Botted both ways I bet

>>34462287
The SWGQ votes always get spammed. Don't worry about it. It's been happening since day one.

>>34462304
Are people here that autistic?
I knew /u/ and anti-/u/ were autistic, but didn't realise they were THAT autistic.

>>34462336
Reading archives, best of luck to your quest.

>>34462336
It's not them, it happens with all Strike Witch quests

>>34462261
- We were flying between Gallia and Venezia.
- We saw the hive movements below us, and we got attacked by an ace and bailed out.

Sure, we might have looked down and saw the hive movements while in a freaky Neuroi mind-meld, but still...

> “Alright, good luck.”

You nod. “Okay. You be right behind me, though, alright?”

He smiles. “Hey, we’re the Armored Cav! We’ll make due. Tell ‘em we’ll be there by at least tomorrow morning if things go our way. Venezians and Romagnans should be right behind us along with elements of Army Group South.”

“Good luck.” You nod, taking that information to heart. You fly onwards and upwards.

More and more, you’re loving the speed of your new Kingcobra. Maybe if you’re lucky, they’ll let you keep it after all of this blows over. That probably won’t happen but a woman can dream after all. You blast on over the forests and hills as you make all speed to the Flak Tower.

Your ears twitch heavily. There’s Neuroi all over the ground beneath you. The 1st Armored is going to have a difficult time making it through.

Maybe you should clear some of the way for them. You might not get any registered kills for it, but it might speed them up a little.

On the other hand, General Heinrici needs to know about this now.

> Speed on
> Stop and fight
> Write in

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>>34462511
It's going to get out that we were "talking" to one of the Neuroi Girls, those pilots saw us, after all, so might as well let Bucholz be ahead of the information curve.

Related: money on the Commander crying because they got word over radio of Rookie's transport being shot down?

>>34462595
> Speed on, but strafe enemies along the way: it'll slow us down a bit, but at least might lessen the 1st's load a tiny bit.

>>34462595
>> Stop and fight
Just a bit, don't linger long

>>34462595
>> Speed on

If we speed up the 1st Armored, that will give even less time for the General to work them into the strategy...

>>34462595
> Speed on, but strafe enemies along the way

>>34462595
>> Speed on
Information is more important.

>>34462595
>> Speed on
If we get there fast enough maybe we can double back with some help and clear the way then

>>34462595
>Don't stop, but do strafe

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> Speed on

You grit your teeth. Sorry 1st Armored. This takes priority. You put the pedal to the metal and speed onto the Flak Tower, barely visible in the distance amongst all the trees. Hive K-2 is visible, no bigger than a glass of water in your view, but that makes all the difference when you’re close to it.

…

…

The Flak Tower has expanded from a simple concrete fortress, to a huge camp where soldiers gather, equip, and train. New blood from Neue Karlsland across the sea has joined the ranks of the Resistance Fighters, along with the freed prisoners. Materiel like Tigers, Panthers, and other tanks have been sent over as well via Gargants and the Merchant Marine Air Fleet.

You set down, quickly dismounting from your Striker. “Rookie!” You look back to see Vera and Daphne, running over to you. “Oh, Darling it’s so good to see you again!” She jumps up and immediately tackles you in a great big hug.

“Daphne, Daphne!” You smile, laughing a little. You have a job though! “It’s good to see you!”

Vera jumps onto the pile as well. “Rookie! I knew you would come back! You are as indomitable as the Orussian Winter!”

“That’s nice, Vera!” you say.

> “I need to see the General!”
> “Please get off me!”
> “How are you all doing?”
> Write in

>>34462983
> “I need to see the General!”
> Let Vera ride us.
Vera's cuddly when she's awake.

>>34462983
>> “I need to see the General!”
I missed these girls though

>>34462983
>“I need to see the General!”
Sadly life and death things must be prioritized over merely important things.

>>34462983
>> “Please get off me!”
>> “I need to see the General!”

>>34462983
>Gargants
Wait, what?

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>>34463095
My mistake, I meant Gigants.

>>34463021
Clearly the right choice.

>>34462983
> “I need to see the General!”
Really need to!

>>34462983
> “I need to see the General!”
Rookie on a mission.
>>34463111
Noice.

>>34463095
>>34463111

Still have the mental image of Gargants teaming up with strike witches.

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> “I need to see the General!”

“I need to see General Heinrici!” you yell. The two of them stop their laughing. “It’s very important! Very very important! Not that I’m complaining about you two dogpiling me, I love it, and I really wish it could be under different circumstances, but right now-“

“Of course, darling!” says Daphne as she gets up. “Come on!” She helps you up. “We can catch up later, eh?”

You smile. You’d love that so much. “Alright!”

…

“Vera,” you say. “You’re still on me.” Vera clutches you, riding on your back.

“Let me have this.” Vera is adamant.

You roll your eyes. Well… “Okay, fine, but only until we get to the General.” Vera beams, hanging on. “Come on!” You run for the Flak Tower, nearly barreling over a few soldiers here and there.

…

…

[1/2]

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>>34463389
[2/2]


“… and they’re moving in from the southeast and the northeast. I got into contact with elements of the 1st Armored Division in Venezia, and they’re already on their way to reinforce.” You point out the hives on the maps, and have marked out their general direction of advance with a pencil. You also mark 1st Armored Division and other Joint Task Force units coming in from Venezia as well.

General Gotthard Heinrici watches over your shoulder, his eyes indiscernible beneath his glasses. “How soon?” he says.

“Tomorrow morning at best,” you say.

“And the Hives?”

You shake your head. “Could be tomorrow, could be today, could be right now.”

He nods. “Alright. Lieutenant.” One of the Staff Officers walks over. “Report to the Communications Room, inform General Blaskowitz of the situation, General Student as well. Inform me as soon as you can when they respond back.” The Lieutenant nods, salutes, then runs out of the room.

You sigh. “So… you just… trust me like that?”

General Heinrici looks at you, quirking a brow. For a mighty General of Karlsland, he’s actually quite short, only a few inches taller than you in fact. “Sure. It seems to make sense with their pattern of movement. Why do you say that?”

> “Well, things have been weird.”
> “I got this from the Neuroi.”
> “Oh, just wondering.”
> Write in

>>34463419
> “Well, things have been weird.”

>>34463419
>> “Well, things have been weird.”

>>34463419
>> “Well, things have been weird.”

>>34463419
> “Oh, just wondering. Thank you, sir."
> Privately resolve to tell Bucholz Commander-type in private soon.

>>34463419
> “Well, things have been weird.”
Let's save the whole Neuroi thing for after we stop this attack.

>>34463419
>“Well, things have been weird.”
While we were getting sent back from the front for disobeying orders, I guess important fucking intel takes priority when it comes to questions of trustworthiness.

>Rookie hasn't snitched about the Neuroi
Rookie confirmed for Neuroi spy

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>>34463535
Holy crap you're right. Rookie snitches on everyone, including herself!

Or maybe she just snitches on everyone TO Bucholz. Still.

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> “Well, things have been weird.”

You shrug. “Things have been weird for me, General Heinrici.” Yes, very weird and strange.

General Heinrici nods, apparently understanding. “I see. Well, you are free to rejoin the 509th with my blessing. If the attack is coming like you say it is, we must prepare defenses, wait for relief from 1st Armored and the rest. Give Maxine my blessing, yes?”

You smile. “Yes, sir.” You give him a salute, and he salutes you back.

With that, you are dismissed. You leave the room and meet with the entire 509th Joint Fighter Wing, waiting outside. Minus Commander Bucholz of course. Rachel smiles, “Well, looks like you’re back, Rook.”

You smile back at her. “I was only doing my duty. General Heinrici has given me his blessing to rejoin the 509th. But uh…” You sigh. You carefully brush at your hair with your hands, nervously. “I probably have to go see Commander Bucholz.”

“Hey, we’ll be right behind you,” says Carla. “It can’t be that difficult, right?”

…

…

You stand outside her door. It’s a makeshift office for her for now. But…

You all stand out there.

Oh god, you can’t do it. What if she shoots you!?

“She’s not going to shoot you,” says Daisy. “If anything she’ll just give you a few licks to the rear.” That… that actually sounds quite satisfying but that doesn’t excuse the fact that this is still scary.

> Go in alone
> Take a Witch with you for comfort (Who?)
> Write in

>>34463739
>> Take a Witch with you for comfort (Cuddly Orussian)

>>34463739
> Go in alone

>>34463739
>Go in alone

>>34463739
> Go in alone
It's only right.

>>34463739
>> Go in alone

>>34463739
> Go in alone
I do hope they'll let us keep the Kingcobra.

>>34463809
I hope we at least get to use it in a fight before we lose it

>>34463809
And I do hope Rookie gets a few licks to the rear.

... Damn, that picture's already been used.

>>34463739
>> Go in alone

>>34463739

> Go in alone

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> Go in alone

You take a deep breath. Time to do this. You knock on the door. “Come in,” says Bucholz.

You open it up to see Commander Bucholz behind her desk, with Johannes Bucholz sitting in front of her desk. They both look at you with varying degrees of surprise. You click your heels and salute. “Commander. I’ve come to rejoin the 509th Joint Fighter Wing.”

…

Johannes looks between you two. “Should I go?” he asks quickly. Bucholz nods, gesturing to the door. “Okay, jawhol.” He quickly stands up, tipping the chair over. “Oh! Uh…” Bucholz shakes her head, motioning for him to keep going. “Okay.” He marches over and bumps into you. “Ah! Sorry, did not see you there.” He sidesteps to the left and walks to the door. He knocks his forehead against the doorframe. “Ah! Son of a…” He closes the door behind him.

…

Commander Bucholz leans back in her seat, then motions to the chair. “Sit.” You walk over and right the chair up, then sit down. She looks at you with a very sad glare. “I assume you are here because it supersedes my orders.”

You nod. “The Hives are closing in. I had to inform General Heinrici, and come back with word of reinforcements.”

Commander Bucholz nods. “We had received word that your plane was shot down, actually. It worried me, not knowing your status.” You look down at the ground. “And I assume you have General Heinrici’s authorization for you to rejoin my unit.” You nod again. “Alright.”

…

She gestures to the door. “Congratulations. You are part of the unit until the deed is done. You know where the door is.” She goes back to writing.

> “Wait.”
> “Okay, ma’am.”
> Write in

>>34463831
Licks or licks, anon?

>>34464036
> "Wait. Wh-why were you crying?"
> Then snitch on the Neuroi.

>>34464036
>> “Wait.”
>You are part of the unit until the deed is done.
Oh

>>34464036
>> “Wait.”

>>34464036
>> “Wait.”
>>"Is everything alright with Johannes?"

>>34464073
Whether or not we decide to snitch on the Neuroi I would rather not bring up the fact that we saw her crying

>>34464036
>“Wait.”

>>34464036
> “Wait.”

>>34464036
> "Wait."
Also let's not bring up our Neuroi friend untill after everything is done, and even then only if somebody asks us exactly how we got our info.

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>>34464325
I think it would better to tell Bucholz sooner than later: that way when those pilots get back to friendlies and let them know the witch they were flying was taken by Neuroi they won't be COMPLETELY surprised.

Also, random thought: why aren't there more tanned witches, what with how much time they spend in the air with their legs and bums out in the sun?

> “Wait.”

You stand up. “Wait.”

Commander Bucholz looks up, glaring at you. “Excuse me?”

… oh you’ve made a huge mistake. Um. Wow, you didn’t think this through.

“Sergeant.” She leans forward, further hardening her expression. “I said this once, I will say it again. You will remain with the squadron until the action is over, and then you will return to the Academy.”

“I-It’s not fair, ma’am,” you say. She quirks her brow. “I… I want to stay with the 509th.”

“And I say you shouldn’t. That is my order, and you will follow it.” This isn’t the Commander you know. The Commander you know is nice, stern, but never a beast like this one. What’s gotten into her? “Do you hear me, Sergeant?”

… You think you understand what’s going on here. Just a bit.

> “You don’t want me to die, do you?”
> “I’ll go. Under duress.”
> “Please, Commander.”
> Write in

>>34464372
>> “You don’t want me to die, do you?”

>>34464372
> “You don’t want me to die, do you?”

>>34464372
> “You don’t want me to die, do you?”

>>34464372
> “Please, Commander.”
I'm kind of wishing we had brought someone in with us

>>34464372
>> “You don’t want me to die, do you?”

>>34464371

Witch shields block shorter-wavelength radiation, like ultraviolet, so they never get tanned. (I'm just bullshitting)

>>34464371
Speaking of, I've been imagining Rookie as a creamy sort of pale girl but I'm not actually sure if it's been said or not

>>34464468
So Lucchini was so lazy she never bothered using shields?

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>>34464468
That is a complete shame.

>>34464504
Would make sense, her being blonde.

>>34464511
Maybe she's just naturally dark

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>>34464521
She's olive skinned: it's a natural skin color for Italians.

>>34464540
Isn't Rookie the French equivalent?

>>34464552
>>34464540
But we aren't talking about her, I'm retarded

> “You don’t want me to die, do you?”

You bite your lip. “You… don’t want me to die, do you, ma’am?”

…

“What do you want from me?” she asks. You step back a bit. “You know, when I first told you about my brother being missing, I thought you would leave it alone, let it be. Then, you come in with news of him, next you… you save him. And not just that… I-“ She balls her hands into fists.

You sit down again. “M-Ma’am?”

She stands up. “What. Do you want. From me?” She yells, “A promotion!? A medal!? A kiss!? What!? Why are you doing this!? Why can’t you-“ She marches over, and gets up into your face. She breathes on you. “Why… why can’t you just be a soldier? What do you want from me?”

> What do you want from her?

>>34464618
>I just want you and the unit to be happy.

>>34464618
> "Why do I have to want something from you?"

>>34464618
> "I just want to be important to you, and follow you wherever you go."

>>34464618
>"I want you to spank my butt in public."

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>>34464650
Sorry, Rook ain't that selfless. Also, a picture for my vote >>34464652

>>34464618

>>34464650
>>34464640
Both of these. Some how. I don't know.

>>34464618
>"I want you."

Fuck it, all in.

>>34464618
>"I want your smile."

>confess love/crush?

... So... uh, is there a consensus?

>>34464618
I don't know what to vote for, but I vote against confessing.

>>34464812
ish?

>>34464618
>I just want you and the unit to be happy

>>34464618
>I just want a damn good spanking.

>>34464843
Can't really vote against votes, anon. I kind of agree with you, even though I'm a Bucholz/Rookie shipper, which is why I went with my vote here >>34464652 ; it aptly describes what Rookie wants and how she wants Bucholz to see her, and is vague enough to not be taken as a confession of love.

>>34464618
Calling this now Yuri kissing votes by a least a dozen

>>34464907
I'm kinda sad that we're NOT going to the academy...
I was looking forward to it.

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>>34464956
It would have been fun, actually, and an interesting look at how the Academy works. Oh well.

> What do you want from her?

You smile at her. “I want to be yours. I know deep down you can be a good commander and this can be a great unit. That’s why I’ll follow you to the end.”

…

Commander Bucholz stands up straight, sighing deeply as she shuts her eyes. “… get out. I’ll… I’ll reconsider your rotation back to the Academy.” Really? You grin at that, standing up. “But you must earn your place here. No heroics, nothing stupid.” She points to the door. “Go. Get out.”

You walk to the door, then take the knob. You turn back to see her stare out the window, hands at her hips. You frown a little, but you decide to walk out the door.

And trip over everyone. The 509th, Johannes Bucholz, the No. 3 Commandos, and even a few random Staff Officers who had decided to listen in. You land right on top of Daphne, and onto her chest. “Oh!” she yelps. “Well… if you wanted that, you should have said so, darling!”

“Daphne, please,” you say, muffled by her breasts.

…

…

“So where’s Graf?” you ask. You all sit in the back of the Mack NO truck, having dinner courtesy of Carla. Hermine Graf is missing though, though she was present to listen in on you and the Commander.

Carla says, “Oh, she went to help the infantry bolster their defenses. Dig the trenches, that sort of stuff.”

You huff. Show off.

Daisy says, “Gotta say, we’re glad to have you back. Even if you’re a total snitch.” Rachel takes a bit of her sauce and smears it across Daisy’s nose. “Ah! Hey, Rach!”

Rachel leans over and licks a bit off of her. “Quiet you.” Daisy harumphs, crossing her arms.

> Eat Dinner Quietly
> Talk to a member of the Wing (Specify)
> Explore around the camp
> Write in

>>34464956
Who said we won't? This may blow up in our faces.

>>34464995
> Talk to a member of the Wing (Karen)
Let's talk to our resident REAL rookie.

>>34464995
> Talk to a member of the Wing (Rachel: I'm sorry for your demotion)

>>34464995
>> Talk to a member of the Wing (Everybody)
We missed them all

>>34464995
> Talk to a member of the Wing (Daphne)
She was so sad to see us go after all.

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>>34464995
>> Talk to a member of the Wing (Rachel)

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>>34465181
HA.

>>34465181
Amazing anon.

>>34465181
Heh

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>>34465181
That is one angry STUG. Kind of reminds me of the angry gazebo.

>>34465220
It's a SU-152, Schteel quest meta humor.

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>>34465239
Thank you for correcting me, /ak/-anon. Here, have a cute looking spider running for its life after being poked by a human hand.

>>34465181
yo man can you repost the tank witch pic from last thread it did not get saved in the archive

>>34465181
Got to protect those Rookie's huh

> Talk to a member of the Wing

“Lieutenant-“ You stop yourself. “Um, McCawlay-“

“Please…” Rachel waves you off. “Call me Rachel if you’d like. If you’re wondering, no I’m not mad about the demotion. I’m actually glad she let me off that lightly.” She smiles. “Shouldn’t worry about it, it’s not like I’d get past Lieutenant the way me and Daisy roll.”

Daisy giggles a bit, wiping the sauce from her nose. “Yeah. We’re not Commanders like Bucky anyway. If we get put into command of something we’d be as helpless as General Hood and the Army of Tennessee.”

You nod. You have no idea what any of that is.

Daphne says, “So, darling. What brought you back to the Wing?”

“Well…” you scratch your chin. “I figured you’d all deserve to know that the hives are coming in.”

“Yeah, we know that,” says Rachel. “What really brought you back? Did a Neuroi intercept you or something?”

> “Yeah, something like that.”
> “Well…” (Explain everything)
> “Nah, just a hunch.”
> Write in

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>>34465289
Sure.

>>34462983
Redrawing that awful portrait.

>>34465321
>> “Yeah, something like that.”
Rookie must remain loyal to the Neuroi cause

>>34465327
thanks bro your artwork is pretty good

>>34465321
> “Yeah, something like that.”
We can be crazy once we fend off the hives.

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>>34465321
>> “Well…” (Explain everything)

>>34465321
>> “Well…” (Explain everything)

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>>34465321
> “Yeah, something like that.”
I really want to discuss it in private with the commander, as opposed to out in the open in a cafeteria, but she seems intent on avoiding Rook.

>>34465321
> “Well…” (Explain everything)
She was a real qt

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>>34465321
>> “Well…” (Explain everything)

Going all in, again.

>>34465321
> “Yeah, something like that.”

>>34465321
> "Yeah, something like that."

>>34465343
>>34465346
>>34465374
>>34465390

Worst girl being a snitch again. She needs to be bullied again to learn her lesson.

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Have Some of the First Strike Witches, from when the dark Sorcery was still really Dark and the eyes of toads and the frogs of newts were still in vogue.

>>34465321
>“Well…” (Explain everything)
Maintain that Rookie is not as crazy as she sounds.

>>34465418
Those bio-Strikers look really lewd

>>34465321
> “Yeah, something like that.”
Again, wait till after the mission is over.

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>A Largo-type. It blasts its mighty laser cannon. But you block it handily with a shield.

Wooden. As. Fuck. Seriously, you need to vary your sentence structure a little more.

>>34465417
At least I regained my motivation for the blanket party story, and am currently halfway through.

>>34465483
>blanket party story
What?

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>>34465483

A-are you collaborating with draw anon?

>>34465496
It involves bullying Rookie. And should have probably been written about eight threads ago.

>>34465513
>bullying Rookie.
I eagerly await

>>34465483
still think you are fucked in the head
>>34465496
pretty much a beating that is hard to prove due to how it is done

>>34465418
The two on the left appear to have shoved their legs into Elder Things, and one is holding a Shoggoth. I guess the one on the right is a Mi-Go witch.

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>>34465508
Actually, no: that's a different anon doing that.

>>34465531
I don't disagree: it's a terrible thing to write about, even if it's fetishized.

>>34465496
>>34465513

I want it so badly.

>>34465535

Definitely Elder Things, and a Shoggoth would certainly be thematic, though it does kinda look like a Formless Spawn. On the right, could be Mi-Go, though I was kinda just thinking Cthulhu.

> “Yeah, something like that.”

You nod. “Yeah, something like that. Glaucus the Devourer ate the plane, but me and the pilots got out okay.”

“How did you defeat an Ace?” asks Carla. “Even I’ve never defeated an Ace!”

“Very carefully,” you say. You’re tempted to say that you had some help but… “Just, very carefully.

Karen smiles. “Well, we are glad you are back, Nee-san. Hopefully this sticks.”

“Ohoho~” you giggle lightly, patting Karen on the head. “Of course it will stick. You know me.”

“This sucks!” You all prick up your ears. “Why d’we get the bum job?!” You all look out of the truck to see the Tank Witches under Captain Kelly march along with the soldiers, carrying large amounts of entrenching equipment. Burnie in particular is tugging along a light 37mm Flak Gun. She says, “You know? Sometimes I like to have a shower too, Skip!”

Captain Kelly looks back. “Now, now, Burnie, stiff upper lip. Take after Bohater!”

“That’s different!” yells Burnie. She gestures to Bohater, towing a Flak 88 emplacement on wheels as if it were nothing. “Bohater doesn’t even talk!”

“And I’m glad she doesn’t. You speak enough for everyone.” Captain Kelly looks at you, and smiles. “Oh, well if it isn’t the Flygirls.”

Rachel smirks. “If it ain’t the groundpounders.”

Jeb yells, “Hey, how about you guys come and slog it with us? Dirt, mud, everything!”

> No thanks
> Sure!
> Write in

>>34465656
>> Sure!
Best girls have returned!

>>34465656
>> Write in: A noblewoman's laugh
> Sure!

Sometimes it's nice to fraternize with peasants.

>>34465656
>> No thanks
We have a super cool new Striker, have we shown that off yet?

We should

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>>34465656
Ugh. Fuck. On the one hand I want to hang out with those witches. On the other hand, that means we'll see Graf again. Shit.

> No thanks
> Ask about the witch we rescued first, though.

>>34465690
It's not ours yet. It's likely they'll want it back. Even though I hope we get to keep it.

>>34465656
>> Sure!
More Burnie time!

>>34465656
>> Sure!
Why not, Tank girls are cute

>>34465656
>> Sure!

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>>34465721
Going with this. High class French ladies gotta be all high-class and stuff--I guess.

>>34465656
>> Sure!

> Sure!

…

…

Dig, and dig, and dig, and diggity dig, and dig, and dig, and diggity.

Captain Kelly stands out of the trench as you all dig up a trench for the infantry. “Come on, you lot. We’ve got a schedule to keep, things to do.”

Jeb says, “How about you help us, Skip?” She smirks a little. “You know, Officer and Enlisted interelations?”

Captain Kelly taps her chin, pensive, then looks over at a pair of Panzergrenadiers, lounging around on a log drinking coffee. “Oi, you two.” They immediately stand up, at attention. “Help them.” They grumble a little, grabbing entrenching tools and jumping into the trench to dig. “There, I’m helping.”

“I don’t understand why we can’t just burn holes into the ground, wouldn’t that be faster?” asks Burnie.

Doc says, “Burnie, you can’t burn rock.”

Burnie grumbles a bit, tossing a bit of muck in Doc’s direction. “Says you.”

Captain Kelly looks down at you. “Come on, lassie, pick up the pace.”

You sigh. This is not the kind of work you’re used to. Maybe there’s something else for you to do.

> Continue digging the trench with the Tank Witches
> Your Witches are busy laying mines around the area
> Bohater is towing guns to the front, help her out?
> Write in

>>34466101
>> Bohater is towing guns to the front, help her out?
Rescued witch, right?

Let's go see her

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>>34466101
> Bohater is towing guns to the front, help her out?

Rescued witch.

>>34466101
> Bohater is towing guns to the front, help her out?

>>34466101
>> Bohater is towing guns to the front, help her out?

>>34466101
>Bohater is towing guns to the front, help her out?
She has a butt to rival our own, we must form the nice butts alliance.

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> Bohater is towing guns to the front, help her out?

“Oh, you want to help, Bohater?” Captain Kelly smiles at you. “Sure! Just take note though, Bohater doesn’t really talk.”

You nod. “Oh, I can handle quiet people.”

“No, literally. She doesn’t talk. Something in her file about mental fatigue or something, literally renders her unable to speak,” she says. Oh. That’s… something. Captain Kelly pats you on the shoulder. “You should be fine though, she’s actually quite adorable when you get to know her.”

You nod. “Okay, that’s fine.”

…

…

“Hey, Bohater!”

Bohater is only about two inches shorter than you, but she’s already towing three heavy howitzers, the 15cmm schwere Feldhaubitze 18 to their positions at the front. She wears a uniform and a helmet with an insignia signifying her as 1st Polanian Armored Division and even some nice pretty red and white striped trousers. She looks over at you, her sharp bangs sticking to her sweat covered forehead.

“Do you mind if I help?” you ask.

She shakes her head.

… Um. Does that mean yes or no?

She points back to one of the heavy guns, and makes a gripping motion with one of her hands. Oh, that means sure! Okay, fine! You walk back to the rearwards gun, untie it from the rest, then proceed to-

WOW THIS IS HEAVY. You struggle to pull it. All the passing soldiers double take at you as you try desperately to pull the gun, only to start sinking into the mud. This sucks.

Bohater stares at you. She doesn’t look very amused.

> “Help, please!”
> “Go on, I’ll catch up!”
> Write in

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>>34466347
> “Help, please!”
Rook what are you doing.

>>34466347
>> “Go on, I’ll catch up!”

Rookie STRONK

>>34466347
>> “Help, please!”
We're sorry Rookie is so useless Bohater

>>34466373
>trouser-less china dress
This is my fetish

>>34466347
> “Help, please!”
Aaaa

>>34466347
>> “Go on, I’ll catch up!”
>>MAXIMUM WITCH STRENGTH

> “Help, please!”

You lift your arm out to Bohater. “Could you perhaps give me a hand?” You tug harder on the gun, trying to make it move. It only moves a little bit, but if this thing didn’t have wheels you’d probably be in the ground. Bohater rolls her eyes, taking off her helmet and flattening out her curly brown hair. She walks over to you, then immediately slaps the helmet on you. “Oh, thank you!” you say.

She ties the gun up to the rest and goes back to the limber to go tug them. “Wait,” you say- D’oh, the lip of the helmet just nailed you in the face. “Wait, I should carry something. I don’t want to be… not helpful.”

Bohater stares at you for a second, then scratches her chin. She snaps her finger, realizing then gestures over to a crate of ammo. Ah, that’s a little more manageable. You pick it up and start walking next to her as you both begin the walk back.

In complete silence.

> Remain quiet
> “So, do I have your thanks at least for saving you?”
> “You like the Tank Witches?”
> Write in

>>34466768
> “You like the Tank Witches?”
Well?

>>34466768
> “You like the Tank Witches?”
They seem like nice girls

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>>34466768
> “You like the Tank Witches?”

>>34466768
>> “You like the Tank Witches?”

>>34466768
>Bohater
What is that Polish?

Is there a Poland equivalent in SW?

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>>34466768
>> “You like the Tank Witches?”

>>34466956
Yeh it's polish.
Means hero/demigod, according to google.

> “You like the Tank Witches?”

You smile. “So, you like being with the Tank Witches?”

Bohater smiles, nodding violently.

“Ah, that’s good!” you say. “Always nice to be with people you can tolerate at least.”

Bohater nods again.

…

It’s quite hard, not being able to talk to her like a normal person. You really wonder what the heck happened to her that rendered her speechless. You sigh though. Captain Kelly was right, she is quite adorable. Nice tushie too. You dare not say that out loud though, the Wing would never let you live that down.

…

…

“Hey, you’re back!” Captain Kelly greets the two of you with a cup of tea. You smile, reaching out for it, only for Captain Kelly to hand it to Bohater. Oh, okay. Bohater takes a sip, then scrunches her face a bit, apparently not finding it to her liking. She hands it to you and you take a sip.

… THIS IS GINGER TEA.

“Indeed, it’s quite healthy!” she says. She smirks a little, taking a sip of her own tea. “Has that Earthy flavor.”

This is worse than Ardrahan Cheese.

Wait scratch that, nothing’s worse than Ardrahan Cheese.

“Hey, Rookie, think fast!” You look over to see an incoming dirt cloud, which immediately impacts your chest and splatters all over your fresh blouse. Rachel and Daisy laugh.

> Throw a dirt clod back
> “You insolent little children!”
> Drink your tea and carry on, you’re better than that.
> Write in

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>>34467106
> Force the tea down their throats.

>>34467106
>> “You insolent little children!”
> Throw a dirt clod back

>>34467106
> Drink your tea and carry on, you’re better than that.

>>34467133
Seconded. Make them suffer.

>>34467106
>> Throw a dirt clod back
>> “You insolent little children!”
Rookie wishes she were better than that

>>34467106
> “You insolent little children!”
>>34467133
This

>>34467133
voting for this

>>34467106
>>34467133
Vengeance shall be ours!

>>34467106
>> Drink your tea and carry on, you’re better than that.

>>34467106
>>34467133

Supporting ginger vengeance.

> “You insolent little children!”
> Write in

“You insolent little children!” You run over, tea cup in hand. “I’m gonna give you a throatful of this tea and you’re not going to like it!”

Rachel and Daisy look at each other, their cheeks stained with dirt. They immediately turn tail and flee. “Fuck that noise!” yells Rachel.

Captain Kelly and Bohater look at each other. “Is my tea really that bad?” asks Captain Kelly. Bohater nods, blunt. Captain Kelly hangs her head low, a bit saddened, while Bohater pats her on the head.

“Come on and take your lumps!” you yell. Daisy trips, falling on her face.

“Wait!” she yells. “Rach, come back!”

“See you later, Daisy!” Rachel turns the corner of the trench.

Daisy turns over, frightful. “I didn’t throw it, Rachel did!” You hover the tea over her.

> TOO LATE NOW
> Go after Rachel
> Write in

>>34467329
>> TOO LATE NOW

>>34467329
>> TOO LATE NOW
And then thank Captain for her tea

>>34467329
>> TOO LATE NOW
Mwahaha!

>>34467329
>> Write in: A noblewoman's laugh
> TOO LATE NOW

>>34467329
>> TOO LATE NOW

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>>34467329
> TOO LATE NOW
GUESS WHO'S GETTING BULLIED NOW?!

>>34467404
Oh, and
> A noblewoman's laugh

>>34467329
>> TOO LATE NOW

>>34467329
> TOO LATE NOW
ONLY TEA AWAITS

>>34467376
You'll get that laugh someday, don't lose hope.

>>34467476

I'll never lose hope, anon.

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>>34467329
Of course, Daisy will prove to be resistant in opening her mouth, so Rookie will resort to putting it in her mouth like birds do. Then Bucholz walks in on them.

>>34467526
Are you reading my mind, anon.

> TOO LATE NOW

You grin. “Ohoho~” You straddle over her, grinning like mad. “Ohohoho~! It’s far too late for that now, you insolent little peasant!” You start tipping the cup over and let the murky liquid waterfall right into her open mouth.

“Ghagha!” She spits it out, coughing. “Oh god! That’s horrible!” She wipes her lips. “Fuck… and I thought Rachel’s cooking was bad!”

Rachel and the rest of the Wing poke their heads from around the corner. “Damn it, Daisy! You were supposed to draw her in so we could ambush her!”

“Oh, is that what that is?” you say. “Nice try, McCawlay.” You stand up, then help Daisy up. “But I am far smarter than that.”

“You don’t show it much,” says Daisy. You nudge Daisy in the elbow. Oh her.

[1/2]

>>34467989
[2/2]

…

…

“Ice cream!”

Rachel cracks open a carton of pure white vanilla ice cream. “Yep!” she says. “Figure we’d enjoy it, get our minds off the calm before the storm. We just got this from the last airlift, called in a few favors to keep it warm, and voila. All for us.”

Vera frowns. “But where’s Hermine? Shouldn’t she be enjoying some?”

Daisy points her thumb back to a slumbering Hermine Graf. She sleeps quietly, leaning up against a crate of ammo, covered in mud and dirt. “She’s been working too hard,” says Daisy. “We’ll give her some later.”

Rachel gives out a scoop for everyone. “One for you.” She hands one to Carla. “One for you.” Another to Karen. “There you go, Foobs.” Daphne appreciates her scoop. “And Rookie, here you go.”

You take your scoop gratefully and start eating. It’s wonderful!

Daisy says, “You know Rookie, I’ve been meaning to ask. What’s it like at the Academy?”

You blink. This is new. “You guys never been there? It’s the Joint Nations Academy program. You see, witches like us spend a lot of time on the frontlines and since a lot of us are so young, we’re not going to see a formal education anytime soon. So… the nations got together, opened up the Academy, not just as an OCS, but… as a way to help witches get some amount of education in the lulls of the War. We rotate into classes, we rotate out to the front.”

“Neat,” says Rachel. “Any cool teachers?”

There is your homeroom teacher…

> Professor Stanislaw Ulam – He’s the reason you’re so good at math, but it seems like he’s married to the work unfortunately.
> Professor Wernher von Braun – The Academy’s Rocketeer. A fun loving man, often occasionally comes in with a girlfriend or two.
> Julia McWilliams – She’s not actually a teacher. But she works for the Academy’s administration and serves as its OSS liaison. She always brings in something to eat however.
> Write in

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>>34468039
> Professor Stanislaw Ulam – He’s the reason you’re so good at math, but it seems like he’s married to the work unfortunately.
Because I like torturing German. And there's a dearth of non-H tanline SW art.

>>34468039
>Professor Stanislaw Ulam – He’s the reason you’re so good at math, but it seems like he’s married to the work unfortunately.
Math nerd Rookie!

>>34468039
>> Professor Wernher von Braun – The Academy’s Rocketeer. A fun loving man, often occasionally comes in with a girlfriend or two.
Rocketeers Fuck Yes

> called in a few favors to keep it warm
Are we eating Ice Cream soup?

>>34468039
>> Professor Stanislaw Ulam – He’s the reason you’re so good at math, but it seems like he’s married to the work unfortunately.
Fits Rookie.

>>34468108
Any inconsistency can be explained as military humor.

>>34468039
>> Professor Wernher von Braun – The Academy’s Rocketeer. A fun loving man, often occasionally comes in with a girlfriend or two.

Rocket launcher skill unlocked?

>>34468039
> Professor Wernher von Braun – The Academy’s Rocketeer. A fun loving man, often occasionally comes in with a girlfriend or two.
Rockets are the best

>>34468039
> Professor Wernher von Braun
SPAAAACE

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>>34468138
Not that kind of rocketeer.

>>34468226
The best kind of Rocketeet

Might be both actually if he's based on the real Professor Braun

>>34468039
>Professor Stanislaw Ulam – He’s the reason you’re so good at math, but it seems like he’s married to the work unfortunately.

> Professor Stanislaw Ulam – He’s the reason you’re so good at math, but it seems like he’s married to the work unfortunately.
> Professor Wernher von Braun – The Academy’s Rocketeer. A fun loving man, often occasionally comes in with a girlfriend or two.

“Both?” asks Rachel.

You shrug. “They alternated days. Though, I will admit, Professor von Braun was a little more fun to be around. All the Witch cadets really loved him!”

Carla sighs dreamily. “I met him once, actually. He’s quite the dreamboat.”

“I wouldn’t take eggheads to be dreamanything,” says Rachel.

Vera says, “What about Professor Ulam?”

You shrug. “He taught me a lot about math, and I really love him as well. I just wish he would take a break from the math studies. Relax. I believe he and Professor von Braun had words over this on his marriage to his work.”

“Oh, did they fight?!” asks Rachel hopefully. “Who won?”

“It was an intelligent logical debate,” you say. Rachel and Daisy deflate a bit. “And technically, there was no winner.”

Daphne asks, “Do you ever miss the Academy?”

> “Yeah.”
> “Nope.”
> “Here and there.”
> Write in

>>34468507
>> “Here and there.”

>>34468507
>> “Here and there.”

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>>34468507
> “Here and there.”
Calling it here: von Braun and Ulam were actually in love, but the society of the time wouldn't accept them so von Braun threw himself into loveless sexcapades while Ulam focused on work. However, they can't keep their affection for each other secret...

>>34468507
>> “Here and there.”

> “Here and there.”

You shrug. “Here and there. My roommate Rosemary certainly dreads going there.”

“Who’s Rosemary?” asks Daphne.

“My roommate, Rosemary Finken, she’s a Tank Witch cadet from Karlsland,” you say. “She’s quite nice when you get to know her, and she certainly excels as a Tank Witch.”

“What’s her Striker?” asks Rachel. She seems curious as well.

“She came into the Academy with a StuG III E, but she’s looking into enlisting into a Schwerer Panzer Abteilung like Oberst Hessler. I gather she wants to upgrade to a Tiger or a King Tiger sometime soon.”

“Sounds like a fun girl,” says Daisy.

You take in another spoonful of ice cream, and happily squeal at the taste of it. You probably won’t get to have anything like this for a while. It just feels great to be back with the 509th, however temporary if things go south.

You all look over to the horizon, where the stormclouds of Hive K-2 gather. You’re all quiet, staring at it.

“A storm’s coming,” says Rachel.

[1/2]

>>34469017
[2/2]

…

…

You yawn a bit as you all return to the Mack truck. Rachel helps everyone in, but you notice something. Where’s your Striker? Not the Airacobra, that’s probably still in the truck considering you never pulled it out. Where’s the Kingcobra?

“Oh, hey.” You look over to Johannes Bucholz, shouldering both units of the Striker like they were nothing. “I was just bringing your Striker in, mechanics wanted to give it a lookover.” You frown at him. “Do not worry!” he says dismissively. “They did not tamper with it.”

Vera, Carla, and Karen all look at him dreamily. You do have to admit, he’s quite a strapping young man.

“Though,” he says. “I must say, Maxine has been in a row over you, sweetie.” He sets your Kingcobra into the back of the other truck.

You cock your head. “A row?”

“A fuss. However you people say it.” Johannes shrugs. “I just…” He scratches the back of his head. “Can I offer you some advice?”

> “No thanks, I know what I’m doing.”
> “Sure.”
> “It doesn’t involve fraternization, does it?”
> Write in

>>34469040
>> “Sure.”
>> “It doesn’t involve fraternization, does it?”

>>34469040
>> “Sure.”
>> “It doesn’t involve fraternization, does it?”

and >Rosemary Finken
...isn't she our MC from that MMQ?

>>34469040
> “Sure.”

>>34469069
Bullshit, we HOPE it involves fraternization.

>>34469040
>> “Sure.”
We're curious

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>>34469091
Forgot my pic.

>>34469079
... Welp. She dead.

>>34469091
Well, how about we saying that line with slight disappointment?

>>34469117
Sorry i am not clearer, isn't MMQ MC also have same name? I kinda forget.

>>34469079
...shit. Now I'm sad.

>>34469117
>... Welp. She dead
When did MMQ take place, when is this taking place?

>>34469040
>“Sure.”

>>34469184
Two different universe.

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>>34469124
Sure. I have a few ideas of mine own, of course.

>>34469153
It was a joke: yes, that's her name, at least the first name. And she was a Stug tanker at the beginning.

>>34469184
MMQ does not take place in the same continuity or even world as SW.

>>34469040
> “Sure.”

>>34469040
>> “Sure.”
Why not.

>>34469153
Yes, I just checked, same exact name. Poor girl is doomed.

>>34469212
>>34469235
Schteel, ye bastard.

And Rookie said
>> I gather she wants to upgrade to a Tiger or a King Tiger sometime soon.

....soooo doomed.

...hopefully in this universe she meet Orussian SU-152 witch and make up with her.

>>34469308
>make up with her.
I think you mean make out with her.

SU-152 stalking image just gets funnier and funnier.

>>34469308
Or make out with her?

>>34469369
>>34469378
Make out, sorry.

Need coffee now.

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>>34469369
Angry vehicles are always hilarious anon.

>>34469179
She's with us all in spirit.

> “Sure.”

You cross your arms. “Sure.”

Johannes scratches his square jawed chin a bit. “Eh… let’s see. Maxine is what I would call very focused. She gets very…” He places his hands on his hips, looking down on you. “Involved. In short, she may not show it, but she does genuinely care for you. She just thinks that as an officer she can’t be seen being too friendly with her subordinates.” He points to the girls in the truck. “That goes for all of you, my little Maxine is a good girl, and she has done nothing wrong.”

Carla grins, her eyes half-lidded. “You ever go for a ride on a Striker, Johannes?”

Johannes clears his throat, his cheeks twinged a bit red. “Yes, plenty of times with my sister. Anyway.” He looks back at you. “Sweetie, please… don’t do anything stupid. My sister can get quite emotional over her family. She was nigh-inconsolable when we couldn’t save our grandfather.”

You frown, then nod a bit. “Okay. Is there anything else?”

He shakes his head. “Nah, nah. That is about it.” He smiles, running his big fingers through your hair. You grumble angrily under his touch. Damn it, you need to have Daphne fix that! “You take care of yourself, sweetie. Goes the same with the rest of you. Good night.”

With that, he turns around and walks into the darkness of the night. Rachel helps you up into the truck.

Carla sighs. “He’s an absolute dream!”

Karen giggles a bit. “Nii-san is so huge! I just want to ride him like a horse!”

> Head to sleep
> Talk to a Witch (Specify)
> Curl up with a Witch (Specify)
> Write in

>>34469476
>> Curl up with a Witch (Specify)
Daphne Daphne
I missed you most

>>34469476
>Curl up with a Witch (Specify)
Daphne, fix our hair!

>>34462160
Out of curiosity, what would an engineering witch be like?

Or a signal corp witch?

>>34469476
>> Write in
Wander the outskirts of the base

See if the Neuroi-chan will turn up.

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>>34469476
> Talk to a Witch (Daphne, can you do our hair?)
Out of darkskinned/tanline witches, so butts from now on. And thanks for the help, Johannes, but that really didn't tell us anything new.

>>34469476
>> Head to sleep

>>34469476

This>>34469544

>>34469544
this

More best girl.

>>34469544
....good idea. Supporting this.

>>34469565 here. After asking Daphne to fix our hair add >>34469544 for a night-time rendezvous.

>>34469476
> Curl up with a Witch (Burnie)

The warmest witch.

>>34469530
1. Engineering Witches are often the stronger witches who use Engineering vehicle Strikers like the M32 TRV (One Witch in particular in the Ghangzhou front uses a M1 Garand with a Rifle Grenade launcher as her primary).

2. The Rookie herself was actually being groomed for the Signal Corps due to her inherent ability to not just pick up Neuroi signals at great distance, but also her ability to decode encryptions quite quickly. She can certainly make sense of Morse code (and would probably suffer sensory overload if she ever went into the Flak Tower's Comm Room: One of the Resistance's many ways to subvert Neuroi interception is to spam the airwaves with false messages.)

Otherwise, Signal Corps Witches don't use Strikers. Instead, they actually travel along with Signal Corps units to operate radios and use their inherent magics to maintain communications in rough areas.

>>34469565
Vivid butts are good butts.

>>34469212
Oh, speaking of boards of discipline, I actually finished my story I was speaking of earlier. However, I don't even know if I want to release it: it's not exactly pleasant material, and it turns two certain characters into kind of, well, dicks.

>>34469476
>>34469544

Yes please

>>34469772
Pastebin and link it

>>34469772
put it on pastebin, link it, and give ALL CAPS disclaimer

>>34469772
>it turns two certain characters into kind of, well, dicks.
I need this right now

Pastebin it and link it here

>>34469772

Do it now.

>>34469699
Wouldn't the AVRE witch technically be an Engineering Witch?

>>34469772
Stick it in a Pastebin. Let those who want it have it, and those who don't, like me, don't have to read it.

>>34469935
Well, it is an engineering vehicle, so I would assume so. It is also best tonk.

>>34470005
Yep, I remember lulzy moments in COH like this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8YwfOcKb0p4

> Write in

“Where are you going?” asks Daphne.

You take up your spare coat and toss it around your shoulders. “Just going for a walk, see what’s what. Tire myself out a little.”

Rachel smiles. “Okay, but don’t go too far, alright?”

With that, you decide to take a walk. Light discipline is still being maintained, but you see some occasional splotches of red, orange, and yellow. At one makeshift blockhouse, you actually hear some music. You walk up and press your ear to the window. Inside are quite a few Karlslander soldiers, and even Johannes, you can figure him by just his voice. They sing to the tune of a piano.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzskQjCAxlY&fmt=18

You smile. Sounds like they’re having fun.

With that, you continue on. You look towards the night sky, searching.

Maybe for her. Maybe just for some hope that the hives won’t attack. You sigh a little. It’s only going to get colder soon. That… thing is out there, somewhere. Maybe it’s watching you, right now.

“Sergeant.” You freeze. You turn your head slowly to Commander Bucholz, her greatcoat draped around her shoulders. She walks up to you. “I thought you’d be asleep by now.”

“Well…” you shrug. “I wanted to talk a walk, Commander.”

She nods, standing next to you as she looks up at the sky with you. “Did you.”

…

> “I’ll just be going.”
> “Can I tell you something?” (Explain it)
> “So, is Johannes okay?”
> Write in

>>34470069
> “Can I tell you something?” (Explain it)
All right, let's do it.

>>34470069
>> “So, is Johannes okay?”

Still wanted to know from earlier.

>>34470069
>> “Can I tell you something?” (Explain it)

>>34470069
>> “So, is Johannes okay?”
Rookie must remain a loyal Neuroi spy

>>34470069
>> “Can I tell you something?” (Explain it)

Finally. A chance to tell the story.

>>34469772
Still wanna read it man post that shit.

>>34470069
> “So, is Johannes okay?”
I don't think the Neuroi talk is going to end well.

>>34470173
I want to talk about it after the attack get's repelled, I don't want Rookie getting detained for possibly being brainwashed

>>34470156
After the thread.

>>34470069
>> “Can I tell you something?” (Explain it)

>>34469469
How does this even work.

How can you load a tank onto a truck smaller than the tank.

>>34470216
Very carefully

>>34470216
That's been photoshopped, anon.

>>34469699
Interesting. Thanks German!

>>34470216
Ural trucks are known for their great hauling potential.

>>34470200

The attack is obviously coming already. I mean, you can see the neuroi buildup with the naked eye.

The intel is solid and we need to at least get the word out since in story, rookie doesn't know if she'll survive the upcoming battle.

>>34470069
>> “Can I tell you something?” (Explain it)

>>34470249
>>34470230
>>34470278
Crazy Russians. Absolutely the best.

>>34470069
> “So, is Johannes okay?”

>>34470364
Dammit anons, now I am watching Ural trucks do insane things.

>>34470460
Play Spintires if you like the idea of being STRONK RUSSIA TRUCK.

> “Can I tell you something?” (Explain it)

You look up at her. “Can I tell you something, Commander?”

She nods. “Sure, Sergeant. Anything.”

“It’s uh… about how I got the intelligence.” You place your hands in your pockets, looking downwards. How do you break this? “I uh… It’s a very long story you see. When I was left behind at the nest, I was almost killed by the Impaler. But then, something saved me. I thought it might have been McCawlay or something but…”

Commander Bucholz turns her body to you. “What?”

“It was a Neuroi. And it saved me again when the plane was attacked. It was like a Witch, you know, those rumors about Witch-likes? And it took me to a hive, and it showed me the Gustav, and that the Hives were coming with it. Then it sent me back, and that was the last I saw of it.”

…

Commander Bucholz blinks. “Wow.” She looks around. “This has come so far out of the left field I am really unsure how to react.”

You shrug. “Well… that’s the truth. I didn’t do any recon in particular or anything. I just happened to be in the right place at the right time.”

The Commander nods. “I see. Well.” She sighs. “I won’t tell anyone.” You look up at her, surprised. “It’s irrelevant for now, we won’t gain anything new from pursuing it I’m sure.” She places her hand on your shoulder. “Just don’t beat yourself over it, alright?” You nod. “Good, now go to sleep. That is an order.”

> “Yes, ma’am.”
> “May I sleep with you tonight?”
> “I’d like to stay out here, just a little longer.”
> Write in

>>34470060
The joy of flipping a veteran Tiger with an AVRE shot in MoW:AS2 is something I will cherish forever.

>>34470527
>> “Yes, ma’am.”

At this point I honestly doubt we'll go with this choice

>>34470527
>> “Yes, ma’am.”

Time to get back on the good side.

>>34470527
>> “Yes, ma’am.”
Daphne time

>>34470527
>> “Yes, ma’am.”
>> Write in
Give her a hug at the least

>>34470488
Will do anon.

>>34470527
>“Yes, ma’am.”
We must cuddle the Daphne.

>>34470527
>> “Yes, ma’am.”
I don't want to push it just yet

>>34470527
>> “Yes, ma’am. ... Thank you for believing me, ma'am."

>>34470527
>> “Yes, ma’am.”
>> Write in
hugs

>>34470527
[x] “Yes, ma’am.”
[x] hug
[x] sleep with Daphne back in the barrack

>>34470527
>>34470578
>>34470618
yes

>>34470527
> “Yes, ma’am.”
>Hug her.

It's not /tg/ unless we hug the fuck out of everyone.

> “Yes, ma’am.”

You quickly give her a hug, surprising her. “Yes, ma’am! Thank you, ma’am!”

Commander Bucholz pats you on the back. “Yes, yes. Now go.”

You smile, letting go then running off to the Mack truck. Commander Bucholz continues to stand out there, alone, staring off into the sky.

You hop into the back of the truck, quietly. The Wing is fast asleep, piled on top of each other on the bed of the truck. You silently crawl all over everyone, then settle in next to Daphne. She rouses a little, “Oh… darling, hi…”

You smile, cozying up next to her. “Go to sleep, Daph-“ She immediately reaches out and feels your hair. Ah, you were wondering what was missing from your life. “Good night, Daphne.”

She yawns, proceeding to hug you from behind, and then take a deep sniff of your hair. “Unf… so soft…” She giggles a bit. “Good night, darling.”

You sigh, smiling. You’re back home again.

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>>34470849
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=koILqRG2tQg

That's it for tonight. SWGQ should return tomorrow on Wednesday and Thursday again as usual.

Tomorrow I should be able to run LGA. Stay tuned for that.

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NSFW, and just to warn you this is the "blanket party" story. If you're at all uncomfortable with non-consent and abuse, do not read this. Assume that it "happens" early on in the series before the bomber missions.

>>34470898
Thanks for the thread!

>>34470898
Nice thread as always Schteel, see you next time

I noticed there wasn't much Graf this thread, you should negotiate with terrorist Schteel

>>34470898
Thanks for running, boss.

>>34470898
>SWGQ should return tomorrow on Wednesday and Thursday

Que?

>>34470962
Next week. I'm going nuts with classes.