Flashia In A New World

Restoring Old Glory

"Jester-1-1, we are picking up a lot of signatures flanking West, frontline presence remains significant"

"Barrel can confirm, we are spotting a battalion with Parcels* heading West, we'll have one of our mechanized company to engage"

As a tank commander of the Royal Esterrian Army contingent in Reslania took a sip of canteen viewing the surrounding of his steel beast with his head out the hatch, a chopping sound could be heard.

Eastern Yelovsk
Together with his platoon of 3 other armors, they watched the green bird chopped through the skies over their heads. Advancing on an open grass field, it looked as if it's another day of yet another armored and air assault...

...And then, a white ball of some sort flew into the skies and beelined towards said helicopter. When it got close enough, it burst into a small explosion. The bird is still flying, but now quickly descending and smoking.

"We've been hit, can't maintain altitude! Mayday! Mayday! We're going down!"

Hearing the distressed report on the radio as he watched the bird still in control yet dropping, the commander quickly reached his hand to his throat mic, holding on a button on his left.

"Shield-1 to Platoon, a bit of a change of plan, we are going to get to that bird before the Variks do, how copy, over?"

"Shield-2 acknowledged"

"Shield-3 copies"

"Shield-4, solid copy"

"Right, Shield-1 and 2 will directly go for the bird, 3 and 4 screen the flank"

As he spoke, his and his wingman's tank broke off from the echelon to the right where the chopper had been falling down to while the other half continued their way as previously.

...

Varikan troops surround a wreck of a white bird of whose brethren flew above them and dropped Esterrian soldiers into battle. Although they were slow, they proved themselves to be formidable on the battlefield, being able to get troops behind their lines extremely easily, especially with the general air superiority of the Commonwealth over their own region.

With glee, Varikan soldiers rushed over to the downed corpse of the green pegasus of Esterria, inspecting their kill like a cat, although they did have some issues regarding a certain sole survivor that held them off for minutes before also being killed himself.

"Men!" shouted an officer of the Tsar Army "We hereby stand before our great achievement of bringing down their great instrument of war!"

The soldiers cheered on to the officer's word, raising their guns up into the air.

"This flying creature had been a terror for our and our ally's troops, even more so than wyverns. They brought along soldiers of our great enemy of Esterria who set foot right behind our lines and wreaked havoc. But now, this one lay dead, proving how vulnerable such a creature is. Alas, we have to admit that whatever this is has potential, thus we shall bring it back for research so that we could use this capability against them!"

As musketeers cheered on again, one may ask how would they bring it back? Well, let us find out with the soldiers here, waiting for their transport of choice to arrive as drops of water began to descend from heaven...

"Finally, they're here!"

After a while, a small group of wyverns appear over the horizon, descending down upon the white pegasus as they close distance. These particular ones have a special magical attribute added to them, that being vertical landing and take-off capability.