Strike Witches: Fallen Humanity

Routine

Andrea: Platoon... Out! And march!

And all the Witches, plus some clones, stood in a march formation, rifles with bayonettes pointed in the air and marched along with Andrea.
As the other times he started the marching cadence.

Andrea: You father was home when you left?

And the platoon responded "you're wrong".

Andrea: Your mother was home when you left?

And again they replied "you're right".
Then the brother, the sister, the dog, the cat and the fish.
And then again, all at once.

Andrea: Your mother, your father, your brother, your sister, the dog, the cat, the fish was home when you left?

And again: "Half-right".

Andrea: And that's the reason you left?

And again: "You're right".
So he started singing, a solo versus a chorus, replying his words.

Andrea: ♪ I left my home
To join the army
Defend my family
Setting in the line ♪

♪ The day I left
My mother cried
She thought that I
Would die at war ♪

♪ I left my love
Mourning at the door
Knowing that I
Would surely die ♪

♪ My brother was home
And my sister too
Seeing me a last time
Made them cry so hard ♪

♪ My father was far
Fighting for his life
Fighting for our lives
And there he lasted ♪

♪ Oh we oh we
We're all going to die
But not for pride
That's the nations lies ♪

And after that:

Andrea: Platoon, stop!

And the whole platoon stopped.

Andrea: The temperatures are still too cold to stay so much time in the open without fast movement, so we're returning.
Turn by 180 degrees and head to the hangar. Clones, disappear!

So they all returned to the hangar. Removing their long white coats only to reveal other white clothes completely covering them. Unless the Neuroi develops thermic vision it will be impossible to see them, especially thanks to the suppressors removing the flame made by the bullet.

Andrea: Seems we have a lot of free. Any idea of what to do?

Emma: I have a question. You always talk about this thing, Socialism. Couldn't you tell us what it is?

Andrea: ...Francesca?

Francesca: Well, you said I couldn't tell anyone what you were talking about but not that you were talking about something.

Andrea: You tricked me... Fine, I accept the defeat.
Well, it's kinda complicated.

Lynette: We're all ears.

And so he started talking about the ideology. Of course I took control of him, I couldn't let him ruin my plan.
Some Witches noted my presence... I have to seem less dangerous, using reverse psychology.
Installing a core into each one of them would make them see me, so they would think they have control over me. Perfect.

Inufusa: Was this an ideology from your world?

Andrea: Well, not really-.

Ottilie: How was your world? We never understood much about it.

Jane: She's right, we also would like to know it better. It's the future, after all.

Andrea: Well, it's not really that good...

Lyudmila: We're old enough to hear of some violence, split that out.

And again he started talking about the "future".
I know the "future", I was there watching it burn, and I know it damn well more than him.
He obscurated some details, like the raping torture or the human torches. He's trying to make it seems a bit less violent than what he remembers. How idiotic.
But it still seems it was enough to let some of them cry thanks to the various stories and anecdotes.
Can't those "soldier" stand some cruelty? Why they cry for the fucking everything? What a disgusting place to live.
At least they don't have periods or anything blood related as the other women, that would have complicated the things by a very lot.

Andrea: And... This was all, then the atomic barrage came and killed everyone.

Jennifer: Dear God.

Harriet: Wait and that's going to happen?!

Francie: And our nation did all of this for money?!

Joanna: ...Was it our fault?

Andrea: No, the Witches got exterminated because of their rebelliousness.

Martina: Wait, we died?!

Andrea: "Died"? They fucking killed you. The SJS killed you all!

Ottilie: But Emperor Frederick seemed like a good person...

Galina: I would have never believed they would have called a weapon "Tsar".

Andrea: I'm sorry if they tricked you, but that is the simple reality of things. Why did you think they didn't told you?
You have seen them when I sang unconventional languages, they want to impose theirs, their damned imperialists!

Amelie: So that's why you didn't invite Miss Clostermann.

Andrea: She was too related to the monarchies, letting her into this base would have let also the rich, and they're our enemies.
Speaking about enemies, any news from the Moscow front?

Aleksandra: Rommel and the Patton Girls are advancing, in a couple of weeks Moscow will be ours again.

Andrea: Moscow is the nearest great capital for us, once they have captured it we will establish our Intelligence there.
Plus the industries of the city will let us have enough spare parts for the self-sufficient maintenance of the Striker Units.

Raisa: But how will we let the Tsar stay out of the capital?

Andrea: Rommel will set it on fire. Moscow's electricity production is entirely based on coal, a perpetual fire will let every prying eyes out of the way.

Sanya: Moscow on fire?!

Andrea: I know it's hard to accept, but if the Tsar enters Moscow we will no longer have a possibility to counterattack the royalties in case of total war.
Feel free to object against me.

Lyudmila: Can't we sabotage the trip? Or spread toxic gas in the city.

Andrea: It wouldn't work, and we don't have enough tons of any type of gas to completely infect Moscow.

Aleksandra: They will set the capital in St. Petersburg if Moscow is inaccessible.

Andrea: But St. Petersburg isn't a vanguard for the royalties, which Moscow is.

Galina: But it will be rebuilt, right?

Andrea: It will, but I think we'll see it again only once the war ends and we're all finally safe from that nightmare that is the futu-?

Lynette: It's the telephone.

Georgette: I'll go.

Lemare went to the telephone, asking who it was. After some seconds she received a message which completely astonished her.
She put down the phone and hardly spoke.

Hikari : Who was it?

Georgette: Adolfine Galland... She died.