Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

MARCH ON FORTH

Today was the day they would march out. At approximately 1:00 pm, August the 3rd. A date that would live in infamy within their schools.

They had run for so long, grouping up and combining forces for a fighting chance, while losing some students along the way.

Fires, darkness, war, blood, and atrocities were all that awaited them upon fighting the Parabellum.

A mad man in power, they had yet to fully understand what, and what was to become of Woden. He was the practical definition of hell having a basement.

"Light vs Darkness, but the darkness is stronger. Light needs energy to burn, but just like everything in the universe, it runs out sooner or later" Darjarling said to herself as she looked out to the sky on the deck that was overlooked by it.

The cold air swept around her bare legs. A winter signaling that was coming from its confined night in the ending summer.

Her tea would become cold faster in this weather. So she drank it a little quicker than she liked.

"Mam, we are about to go pretty soon," Orange Pekoe said as she came with her tea tray to pick up everything, and did so.

"I understand, I'm just taking in the last day of a quiet before the storm," Darjeeling said.

After Orange Pekoe left, she stayed there for a minute more, and the left to go inside.

Conqueror was sitting at the long table that was used for the leader's meetings but was now useless as the plans of attack had already been made.

They would strike the Christian Boys' side of Japan hard and fast. Simler to a blitzkrieg, but better supplied, and not as stretched. A question though had raised about why they should, it would be like moving to the left of a room with three big men ready to beat you up, but Hamen explained why.

He said that they had a LP1000 Monster and that it primarily aimed forward towards Oska as its range was better equipped to do that. However, going off the left, it would harder for them to aim it as their trajectory would be tightened. This wasn't the only reason though.

They had a weapon more powerful than the PL1000 Monster. It was also bigger, had more armor, and was the so-called, king of tanks. Hamen didn't exactly know what it was but said

'I knew it had to be disassembled before coming here, meaning they would have to put it together here, hence why they burned so many forests to the ground just to have enough room. If we could attack like we are, then we could get there when it is ready, and hijack if possible"

Lenin was quick to speak up "What if it is already working and killing us, or, it hasn't even been assembled"

Hamen was quick to reply "It is a chance we have to take though, as fortifying this place and hunkering down will just allow them to surrounded us like cattle for slaughter"

Everyone agreed with him, and Lenin shamefully did also.

"Today is the day, that will live in infamy," Conqueror said with his head down.

"That is so, but it is what we do now that will ensure the messages' survival to the end"

"We can only hope" Conqueror agreed.

There was a sudden knock on the wooden doors. It was the sound of an urgent, but smaller hand.

Conqueror came over and opened up the door without a word.

"Hey hey hey hey!" It was Hammond, and he looked happy as ever or smiling through the pain.

Beside him was Nonna, and judging from the fact that was she to looked happy and was holding his hand comfortably, that could only mean one thing.