Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

BATTLE OF TOTTORI (Part 3)

Students rushed to the left or the right where they saw the gas hadn't landed. The wind carried it forward towards the ocean in a massive breeze, dispersing it as it had done in WW1. For better or for worse.

Some students weren't so fortunate. The ones that had been dazed, stunned or knocked in the fight died in a matter of minutes to seconds.

Their skin, and lungs blistered.

Katyusha had held in her breath and had only minor blistering that could easily heal. Mentally, she was torn apart.

So many emotions, senses, and thinking poured into her tiny brain like a dam bursting. It was too much, and she broke down in a fit of crying and screaming.

Kirovets just watched as she vented, making sure she didn't do anything that could injure herself.

Darjeeling had spent too long in the gas as she had to bail out of her tank as it had gotten stuck between two of their tanks that had been abandoned. In an attempt to cover herself up from the painful burning, she had forgotten about her right arm doing all of the work.

It was now badly blistered to the point where it felt like it was on fire over a steaming hot bucket of molten steel.

Tears leaking from her eyes.

The red, dripping, and bubbling as she watched in terror.

VROOOMM!!!

Nemesis's tank came blasting by them, going up the hill to where they had seen the shells come from.

"IM GOING TO KILL THOSE BASTARDS!!!!" She screamed, hurting her voice box in her rage.

The engine roared like a tiger as they clawed their way up the hill towards their prey.

All shells loaded in, engine in high gear, and anger at breaking levels, they went to town on the hopeless artillery.

They had no armor, and only pistols.

They had widebodies and slow top speeds.

They were helpless in the face of Nemesis as she cut them down like cattle ripe for slaughter.

BAM! BOOM! BAM! BOOM! BAM!

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BOOM!

All of the artillery tanks were destroyed beyond repair. The crews had all been killed without remorse or second thoughts.

The gas had only remained in the air for less than ten minutes before the wind dissipated it and carried it away quickly.

Mother nature had saved their supplies, saved them. A higher power from above was watching they thought.

'Going against their supposed god. Parabellum'

Now it was time to assess the damage.

Any open food or raw meat cooking over a fire was completely toxic and had to be burned. Students wearing the few gas masks they had, put on heavy fabrics. Then disproved the artillery shells that were leaking a little, into abandoned cars, and shut the doors tight.

All in all, this attack had killed 5% of the student force and had killed Anchovy.

Upon burying the bodies, Nemesis watched as Anchovys body was lowered into the dirt soon to be buried.

No redemption, vengeance, or happiness stirred in her mind, not even a trace.

The only element that left her, were the tears from her eyes.