Summoning Our Country - NHS Kai

Chapter 15: Donnerschlag Part 2

Note: This is rose. Finally, after a long wait, we're back. Allow me to apologize for the break, as well as for taking back what I said last time. Due to fleshing out of the Gra Valkan attack on Leifor, we only recently discovered we'd need at least two chapters to tell this story, so unfortunately, we won't be returning to Japan next chapter yet. Chapter 16 will be the last one in Gra Valkas's introductory arc before we move back to Japan. Once again, we're back! Have a rose ✿

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April 19, 2022 NOTE: This is to serve as a notice that this chapter is due for minor revisions. Any information mentioned here will soon be obsolete and I highly encourage rereading this chapter again in the future once the rewrite has been released.

Cent. Calendar 09/06/1639, Geheimdienst, Ragna, Gra Valkas Empire, 10:30

A bright streak of light leaking in from the window hits the white, cosmopolitan sofa and reflects from it, scattering all over the room which is decorated with plain, beige wallpapers. Countless dust particles danced in the light, accumulating on objects and furniture that were barely disturbed in the last few weeks. Hanging on the walls opposite to the windowed side were glass panels containing medals, awards, and certificates of recognition from the state and other institutions. All of them had one thing in common: they were awarded to Allen Schmidt, the person occupying the office as head of the Geheimdienst, the Gra Valkan intelligence organ. There he was on his office chair at one end of the room, leaning back on it as he held a cigar with one hand and the telephone to his ear with the other. He was back in Ragna in anticipation of the diplomatic crisis in Paganda exploding to full war, traveling to the capital all the way from his villa in Hochgarten at the other end of the empire. Just some minutes ago, he was informed that the sovereign of Paganda had surrendered and that they were currently in talks with the most senior officer of the Imperial Gra Valkan Army present. With the Leiforian front about to open up, he was currently in a call with another pro-martial conspirator regarding the upcoming fight.

"I am telling you, I personally don't like that we have to act so soon."

Inhaling the nicotine-filled smoke from the burning cigar, Schmidt immediately proceeds to exhale it to respond to the complaints from the other voice on the line.

"If not now, when? The others have also agreed that this is the most optimum time to do it, even if we disregard the fact that we've been sitting around for so long doing nothing."

Schmidt dumped the cigar on the ashtray, killing the flames as he listened to the other voice sigh in exasperation.

"I agree, but... Donnerschlag relies heavily on so many variables we can't control-ones that we have to risk so much so that everything lines up. Our preparations, which we've done with utmost care so that we're not outed, could only muster one mechanized division for the entirety of the Leiforian front of the operation! They can't even fully occupy the massive capital alone!"

Unfazed by these valid concerns, Schmidt replies.

"These risks are without a doubt valid, but we will get over them. Our victories back in Yggdra are not for naught."

"But this is Asherah, not Yggdra! While Leifor isn't a peer nation to us, they're still formidable! Maybe not against an entire army group, but they'll easily crush a single division!"

"Yet they're still equally subject to fear, confusion, and deception. I believe that our own imperial forces can do the job, but I've played my own cards to seal my confidence in Donnerschlag's success."

The other voice replied with a measly "Ah" at Schmidt's last statement. Knowing that he has personally put something from his own hands into the operation, his mind drifted to only one thing that Schmidt could have possibly sent.