It was mid morning when we reach a mid way point from the 507th base and the 502nd. I get out of the plane to stretch my legs. I take a causal look around the air base, a few Karlsland 109's off to the side ready to take off when needed. I hear a commotion near the warehouse of the base.
Quarter master - ' I didn't order ptrs-41 rifles! I ordered additional ammo and replacement parts for bf-109s like the ones on the airfield. '
Logistics operator - ' The papers said for ptrs rifles to be brought here. Look it says on the paper right here. '
Quarter master - ' I don't care what the paper says, I need the ammo and parts for the planes! '
I listen to them yell back and forth, when the stop to catch their breaths I walk up.
Ashley - ' Um, excuse me, but I would like to know of I would be able to have thoses with the ammo for them if thats possible. I dont have an available striker for me at the moment. I also have a feelong that I will be needing it on my way back to base. '
Quarter master - ' And who the hell are you? '
Ashley - ' Im Flying Officer O'Neil of the 502nd. Im returning to base after delivering intelligence to the 507th base. '
Both the Quarter master and Logistics operator both salute me. I salute back so they can lower their arms.
Quarter master - ' The only O'Neil I heard about was in the 501st. '
The logistics operator also nods in agreement. Oh my, what rumors have been started about me.
Ashley - ' Oh? What have you heard about her? '
Quarter master - ' I heard she is the goddess of the hanger, anything she touch is blessed to be fixed or to perform miracles. '
The logistics operator nods like a groupie yet again. I wonder who started those rumors. If I find them I will show them how angry I can be.
Ashley - ' I think word of mouth has made a large amount of exaggeration to what I can actually do. '
Both of the men infront of me look at me like I'm their idol. Theu close the crate of ptrs rilfes and continue to look at my waiting for orders with stars in their eyes. Ugh, so creepy.
Ashley - ' Just load it up in the plane its about to take off soon. It shoild be fueling up and is getting A once over check before leaving again. '
They both salute and run off to complete my order. I definitely need to spend less time in the hangers of this is how the logistics side of the army sees me. I wonder how the mechanics see me? Yeah lets just not think about that.
Some times has passed from me walking around exploring the base, I see the pilots walking back to the plane. I join them and board the plane. We do pre-flight checks then we are airborn.
As we are in the air, we pick up flight operations for witches in the area. They are engaging a Neuroi west of us a good distance away. Both pilots look at me and I nod, we shift course to the battle location. I move to the back and open the crate of at rifles. I pull one rilfe out and start my work of inscribing the barrel of long range attacks. I notice a pair of binoculars to the sidw, yeah I can use those too. I hear over the plane intercom.
Co-pilot - ' We have reached the edge of the battle field, I have visual on lasers and dots of witches flying around. '
Ashley - ' Got it. I just finished up level out the plane, and fly towards the Neuroi. '
Pilot - ' Roger that. '
The plane makes a small adjustment before being still. I grab some ammo for my rifle and load it. The extra ammo is placed in my shirt pocket. I once again walk to to the top of the plane on lay prone. I set my rilfe up on it bipod and ready my shot. Looking at the battle field I see a large majority of the witches fighting A small clump of medium seized Neuroi , and three witches attacking one large one. I tune my head set into the combat net that is happening.
Karibuchi - ' If I don't use it now! When will I ever use it! '
I let out a small laugh. And that laugh get bigger. Well done Karibuchi.
Rall - ' Very well. Kanno, provide support for Karibuchi, get her to the Neuroi. '
Kanno - ' What! You're letting her do it? '
Well if they are doing something stupid I might as well help them out.
Rossmann - ' Friendly aircraft pleae turn back this is an active combat zone. '
I look over to the three dumb plan witches and see them letting the Neuroi getting away. The longer you leave this be the higher the chances of the others getting hurt. Looks like I have to deal with it then. Adjust for wind. Wind adjusted, adjust for distance and speed of target. Target locked. Empty my mind, my breath, my emotions.
Ashley - ' Firing. '
A larger bang shakes the plane. A yellowish red electrified beam shoots the Neuroi and continues through it and off into the sky on the other side. I look at the gun and see the barrel completely melted. Yikes that's bad. The bipod is flash welded to the top of the plane. Hahaha, I'm in trouble now. I go back into the plane. The pilots shocked of the beam that I shot.
Pilot - ' What was that? '
Ashley - ' I overcharged the magic I fed into the gun. '
Rossmann - ' Who are you unknown aircraft. '
Ashley - ' Rossmann can you escort this plane back to base I need to sleep I'm tired after that shot. '
Rossmann - ' Wait? Ashley! What are you doing here? '
I just lay down in the cargo hold amd let myself fall asleep as I hear everyone calling out to me.
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Fenrir in the 501st
Science FictionAshley a young girl, get caught by a new truck-kun tactic. she is given choices to have power. She marches forward and explores a world of fiction, a world with out pants.