LAND BATTLESHIP (Part 2)

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This knight was young and had a lot going for him in his life.

CHIK! CHIK! CHIK! CHIK!

The sound of many rifles being pulled out and safety off ringed all around him. All aiming down onto the one innocent knight who had returned to a student.

BAM BAM BAM BAM!

So many bullets pierced through his body, legs, head, and everywhere so much. He had become a lump of gory meat and fell to the ground in a more of a splat than a crunch.

THEY ARE SO BRAINWASHED, THEIR VERY SOUL HAS TURNED INTO A DEMON!

"They are so brainwashed, we have no choice... but to do as much damage as possible and run"

The Pope said this in realization, and Erwin and her crew nodded in agreement.

They manned the guns, and did not stop shooting.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The tripe barrels went off.

BAM BAM BAM!

The mini turrets fired.

The could dead night was now lit ablaze by the fires of a single crew revolution.

The fire felt like the border between heaven and hell. Pope knew that to bring some heaven, you go through hell.

Erwin and her crew didn't hesitate upon manning the machine guns and mowing down the knights who all mocked their naked bodies and seeing them as tools. It was such high, they were on par with Nemesis and her obsession.

KABLAM!

They lit up the fuel tanks, the fire reaching high into the sky. The trees, buildings, bushes, Cromwells, and Manticores set ablaze.

The fire was so extreme, the fuel leaking out a sea of fire, that now all around them was hot, like they were in hell. Their land battleship was now in a river of fire that felt like lava.

They had now just noticed that there was a gold and wooden cross that was at the top of their Tog II LB, but too little to late. It had already begun burning and had just fallen off.

"Yes....yes....yes," Erwin said happily.

Her giggles of excitement spread to the others.

"burn, burn, burn, BURN, BURN, BURN! BURN!!!!! BUUUURRRRRNNNN!!!!!!"

The entire crew except for Pope screamed at the top of their lungs.

The inside of the tank was now baking hot, the smell of gasoline-burning like a broken diesel truck, and the smell of burning wood and charcoal mixed with it.

Once the fire had finally started going down, they got to see the true scope of the damage.

The ground was scorched black with sparks still floating in the air. Charcoals still glowing. Most of the tanks had been destroyed, and the ones that weren't didn't have a big enough crew. It was as if a hell portal had spawned, and then closed spontaneously.

Pope went to his seat, grabbed the small cross at the top, and ripped it off, chucking it, before sitting down in the chair.

"Our work is done here, you guys know the way back"

Erwin looked at her crew members and then nodded back.

"We do, but how will the others treat you"

Pope took off his white robe to reveal black pants and a t-shirt underneath. He was no longer a pope.

He said with sadness but hope "They will most likely punch moe, break a bone or two, but if I was in their position, can't say I wouldn't do the same"

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