Very Wrong Reincarnation: Isekai with Game Nation

Vol.3 Chapter 3

The rumble of T-55 tracks echoed through the streets of Kraws as Yugoslavian armored columns rolled into the barely defended town. Flanking the main battle tanks, OT M-60 armored personnel carriers advanced steadily, their machine guns at the ready. The town, home to around 5,000 people, had no real chance of resisting—the local militia, numbering fewer than three dozen, lacked anti-tank weaponry or armored support to counter the oncoming force. 

Sanctium’s attempts at counterattacks had ended in disaster. Their main garrison forces had been decimated. Entire battalions were wiped out, forced into surrender, or had retreated beyond the reach of Yugoslavia’s air superiority. The skies belonged to the Jastreb ground-attack aircraft, which had torn through Sanctium’s heavy and infantry tank columns with ruthless antitank campaign. 

The one potential threat—their heavy artillery—had been neutralized before it could do any real damage. Precision airstrikes and well-coordinated assaults had reduced gun emplacements to rubble. With their strongest weapons can't bare their teeths, Sanctium had little left to offer but scattered resistance in the form of light armored vehicles and truck-mounted forces. Against the Yugoslav People’s Army, these posed no real threat. 

The invasion was progressing at an almost alarming rate. Yugoslavia’s armored and mechanized forces, with near-total air superiority, were carving through Sanctium’s defenses with ease. The question was no longer whether the country could hold its territory, but how much it would lose before mounting a meaningful defense—if that was even possible.

Answeria, Holy Sanctium Empire

Inside the imperial meeting room, Emperor Ronald IV, Queen Victoria, Crown Prince Aust, and their top officials sat with serious expressions. A more advanced enemy had appeared in the Eastern Front of Dalvat, and the situation was deteriorating. 

"The Fifth and Seventh Colonial Armies have been destroyed," the war messenger reported. "We are reorganizing the remaining forces into the 147th Regiment. Reinforcements from the Northern Imperial Army Group are being sent by air and sea. By the end of the month, we will have a full corps in Eastern Dalvat. The navy is also sending carrier-based fighters to make up for air force losses." 

"Should we try another naval attack?" someone asked. 

"We lost a heavy cruiser yesterday," an admiral said. "The enemy has long-range weapons that look like rockets. I don’t want to risk our battleships and carriers against something we don’t understand." 

"They are called missiles," another officer said, holding intelligence reports from Cignus. "The documents describe them in detail." 

"That’s ridiculous," another general said. The technology described in the reports was far beyond anything they had seen.

For a nation whose technology was comparable to the interwar or early World War II period, the existence of such advanced weaponry was difficult to comprehend. Guided weapons, self-propelled projectiles, jet aircraft faster than sound—such things were unheard of in their world. It was as if they were dealing with something closer to magical things than real scientific technology.

"We have maps of their positions," another officer said. "We could send raiding forces to attack their weak points." 

They examined the maps. Yugoslavia was much closer to Dalvat than expected. But something else was strange. 

"What happened to the islands that were here?" one official asked. "Were they buried when this nation appeared?" 

"No one knows," a third official answered. "But we had citizens there as well. If they were buried, that would be a disaster. The only alternative is that they were somehow swapped with this Yugoslavia."