UNIT-556: Wolf Pack - Taking The Path As A New Ruler In The Another World -

Chapter 18: The Final Battle of Ontoria (Part 1)

Explosions and screaming emerged in the very same forest, blood had shed amass and now defiled that once loved by nature. Turned into a slaughterhouse where the bodies were mangled and riddled while the limbs were torn. It was carnage and grim to think how the battle would end. The chaos knight who thought the locals in the Ontoria were underarmed and didn't have any weapon that would match their prowess, couldn't comprehend the current event they faced. The Coalition force easily outmatched the sword and magic guns they possessed and now they were being numbered down. So much so that even their armor once proud that it could not be pierced even a Morningstar was struck through by bullets. It rendered their protection being enchanted with their warp blessings useless from the Freedom calibers.

The trench made by the cultist army was rubbish and unfinished yet used to be their defensive line, trying to fend off the Ontorian Coalition force. Even the OCF suffered tremendous casualties, of course. There were always casualties on both sides, showing the difference between fighting to spread bloodshed and fighting to protect what they loved and vowed for. Chaos versus Order is now known.

=Genji's P.O.V=

*KABOOM!!* *WHIZZING!!* *KABOOM!!!* *BUZZING* RAT-TAT-TAT!!!* *BRRRT!! BRRRT!! BRRT!*

"I need .50 on my left!!!"
"Goddamn! I need a medic here!!!"
"Raaaghh!!!"
"DIE MOTHERFUCKER!!! DIE!!"

The crackling of the guns from our side and the wheeze from the magic rifle of their are cracking here in the very fucked up part of the forest and fighting along with the 14th company of CAFOV and my unit, explosions right to left, and bodies are dropping. This one hell of a counterattack against the chaos as we're dealing both casualties and heavy resistance that we have to bring a bazooka to blow their golem armed with some sort of staff that shoots a large magic explosive shell and explodes like a tank sabot. 

"Motherfuckers got their golem with them!!!! Bring that ass down!!!" I screamed out ordering the militia to take that golem as they started deploying Panzerschrek and Bazooka then loaded and armed them before shooting it down with the golem shattered along its core inside. Some large bits of the golem crushed the able-bodied cult member and turned into a squashed tomato paste. One of many ways to die here in this other world I think. Gotta list any possibility to avoid those later.

"Argh!!!! My leg!!! My fucking leg!!!! Holy shit!!  Aaaahhh!!!!!" I ran toward an injured man who was lying on the ground. He lost one leg on the left and cried in pain and agony.

"CAPTAIN!!! I DON'T WANNA FUCKING DIE!! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!" He screamed in pleading to be saved, I pulled him by the collar of his uniform and dragged him to the cover.

"MEDIC!! I NEED A FUCKING MEDIC HERE!!! ANY BODY! MAGE!!! I NEED FUCKING HEALING MAGIC HERE!!! FUCK!!!" I trained my Thompson and shot at the incoming enemies in a crouch position to protect this boy until the medic mage came to us and picked the boy back to the safe zone.

"MOVE FORWARD!!! MOVE FORWARD!!!" *KABOOM!!!*  Shit! This is like fucking world war 2 meets fantasy crap! All went shits and giggles, goddamn it! I stood up and regrouped with the assaulting units as we suddenly got pinned down by a magic barrage from enemy mages.

"Throw the fucking grenade! Grenade grenade grenade!!!" One of the militia cried out as many of us grabbed our grenade from our gear and then pulled the pin.

"FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!!!" We all exchanged screams before we tossed the grenades at them afar, then after 5 seconds, multiple explosions roared in the bloody battlefield. Before we stand amass, we deploy flamers and flame mages to torch the enemy's defensive position.

"Don't shoot! Let them burn!!"

I saw how the cult members exited from small holes and ditches, screaming out in pain while being engulfed with flame. I know it's a WARCRIME but it doesn't apply the logic of Earth here and Cult members and its Chaos force are considered Terrorist groups so their rights as a prisoner of war are "Non-existent".

The assault force finally crossed through the enemy defense after breaching the station that held us down. Multiple monsters and cult members tried to outnumber us and continued to hinder our movements, only to be riddled with bullets. Even the sky was heavily contested by both Skywings and Enemy Wyvern Units, which all exchanged evasive maneuvers. Devastating range attacks were unleashed, yet the wyverns were dropping from the sky.