Tankery is more than a sport, a fight, or a way of teaching girls the arts of combat. It's the Parabellum for a better world. A war of tanks, mechanical monsters, planes, and yet of all, the minds of those pure, and one's of darkness.
Prepare for a...
Lenin: Oh look, a well-balanced argument, check that! Biggest gun, check that! A tall girlfriend you ever so lust for, Nope its left blank! So what makes your accomplishments enough to be sitting at this table.
Hammond was now in complete embarrassment. He only knew as he had a couple of his boy's eavesdrop on him when he was singing a song about it. When they brought back the information, for a good four-minutes Lenin laughed like he never had before.
Hammond: You have the most tanks, a majority of quality ones, and most students. Your drunk on power!
Lenin pointed to him and did a head tilt gesture. Signaled, Kirovets got up, went over to Hammond, and grabbed him out of his seat. Not fighting back against him as he was being dragged out. The loud squeal of his boots filling the air in its unnatural loudness. Kirovets gently through him out, but made it sound rough to please Lenin.
Lenin: You should all be thankful that I'm not requesting private times or pleasure from the pretty girls sitting around this table.
All of the girls around the table gave out a gasp of shock, except Nemesis. The beginning of this war had created monsters they had to face, and now they might have to work with one. Their very basic Human rights and freedoms in jeopardy to one who is above the rest in firepower, numbers, and all except morality.
Conqueror: I'm not sure to be glad or scared now that you've given your self ideas.
Darjeeling: Getting your deepest pleasures by force proves how unworthy you are of having it.
Matteo then confessed from the amount of research he had been doing. Looking up into all of the leaders, not in power, but the challenges they overcame in achieving victory. It was apparent who, and he wasn't disappointed that he wasn't apart of it, even though he could've placed himself on it easily.
Matteo: When a voice thinks itself as right, it needs another in opposition to keep it in check, and going by that, I have created the small list of who should lead us. Here it goes
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Conqueror
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Darjeeling
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Lenin
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Miho Nishizumi
Outside, they heard Hammond cheer and laugh through the thin wall.
Hammond: Way to go Conueqaror and Darjarling! I have high hopes you Miho also! Nothing for you Lenin, take offense.
The clip-clop of his boots could be heard going to the stairwell, and then disappeared.
Everybody cheered except for Lenin.
Vincent: Well that just happened. Anyway, we have a special uniform for Miho Nishizumi, so meet us after the meeting is done.
Dajarling: As a last note for this meeting. I and Conqueror came to a conclusion, that we will send out three scouts. The main one heading down to Hyogo, and then to Okayama, not Okayama city. Will be Hammond and Nonna. Their tanks being the FV-4005 stage II, and the IS-2.
Conqueror then finished her sentence.
Conqueror: One will take the far left, and the other, the right. The left heading down to Shimane will be Hippo team from Ooarai. Their tank the StuG III. The right heading down the road to Fukuyama will be Rabbit team, from the same academy. Their tank, the M3 Lee.
Matteo: Once we get information back from them on enemy position and tanks, our four leaders will then make a plan for a breakthrough.
Lenin: Well that's it, you receive orders from us now. Meeting dismissed.
The meeting was done, and everyone headed out. Miho though, followed Vincent and Matteo to a dressing room. Before going in, Maho told her "I have hope in you, and look forward to taking orders that go by your judgment". She gave a smile back and said "Thank you, and you never fail to impress me with your tank skills".
Going in, she witnessed Matteo and Vincent bow before her. Her uniform in its hanger behind them. They wernt Japnese, but the honor shown by them to her was on pair with it.
"On guard," Matteo said
"for thee" Vincent said after him.
Using their national anthem to honor her more now put in the confidence she needs to put it on. Today she would be saying goodbye to her old Tankery inform and welcoming a new one. This was a massive change.
Grabbing it off its hanger, she went in to the changing room and got into it. Doing up its various buttons, and then its buckle.
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(The new uniform) (I do not own this image)
It had dark ocean blue pants and uniform jacket. A white belt around her waist that piecred the colour like clouds above an ocean. Golden buttons and same colour gloves as the belt. It truly was a spectacle to behold. Vincent and Matteos tireless work to make it look good had paid off.
Putting the cherry on top. She had a blue cap with a white outline on the rim, and her schools symbol on the front of it.
"You guys know how proud I am of my academy, and I thank you for showing it"
They both saluted and said together "We put our lives and faith in you
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for this parabellum will throw its hardest punches at you, and its nastiest tendencies, but we stand our guard for thee"
