Chapter 4 - War Theatre ~ Part I of IX

Tanya Degurechaff - Report - 1923, 14th of March

We down strolled through the hall, gazing out the windows, as light's beam through as it lightens the buildings.

It has been over a year since we've been here at the Officer Candidate School, nothing much has occurred as our daily lives were normal.

Year 1922.

As we were studying in class, Inspector Erich von Rerugen's appeared in the room for inspection.

During his inspection, I displayed my strategic mind in class, but Oswald didn't take my spotlight, he just sat down and watched, he smiled as usual.

My Intuition tells me every time he smiles, I always assume he planned something.

The second inspection, I greeted new students as their drill inspector, Oswald doesn't seem surprised with my harsh attitude, as I beat the shit of the cadets.

Now I know why Oswald always get excited.

Third inspection, Inspector Rerugen witnesses me threatening insubordinate cadet with a lobotomy, as I threaten him I turned around letting my guard down.

The cadet attempted to punch me but was interfered by Oswald as the cadet was on the edge of the window hanging.

He was frightened to death, he was traumatized after that and started avoiding me as he avoids eye contacts from Oswald.

Year 1923.

During an exercise, I led a group of cadets through a rebel-infested area and save a bunch of isolated comrades as my brother didn't seem to care and just followed behind.

Then a Brigadier General von Valkov and the Intelligence Bureau recommend Me and Oswald for the 2nd Class Iron Cross award and issue enrollment to War College, which is rejected by Rerugen.

Life was normal since June came.

I and Oswald were sent to Norden for her deployment training. After completing officer course and then we graduated early at the age of nine-years-old.

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Tanya Degurechaff - Report - 1923 June - Northern Military District,

War Theatre

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... For me, this is a hapless fate...

However, it's not a bad story if you think about it like this.

*"Fairy08 do you Copy? This is Northern Goliath07. Report impact of firing Copy"* Goliath07 spoke as I broke in thought.

*"Goliath07 Copy, this is Fairy08, Roger,"* said as I spoke through the throat microphones.

to be frank, when I heard my duty would be northwards, I felt like shouting "This is a Disaster!" even my brother accepted it easily, at such a militaristic country, that would push around such a little girl with reconnaissance, an artillery observer, but...

'This ain't so bad'

"Banzaai! No, Hurraah!" since this actually turned into a war, this is much better than border patrol duty, which doesn't give any great achievements.

Wonderful! With this, I'm sure to acquire an achievement for my career.

"This War Has Presented Me With A Chance For Success In Life!

- All Wrapped Up And Even With A Ribbon Out Of Courtesy!"

I dance around as I stretched out my arms and watched of mass destruction happens before my eyes.

"With A Winning War!! With A Winning Army!! An Easy Job, Striking Down Upon The Enemy From The Safety Of The Skies, Only To Earn Promotions!!!

I shouted vehemently if anyone could notice me right now, they would think I was a lunatic, dancing my ass off, but they're too busy dying.

"Aaahh ~ It's coming together... It's All Coming Together.!."

If I keep engaging earnestly in my military career like this and keep getting favorable promotion's...

Then sooner or later I'll be attached to a unit of the central imperial army, serving the rear lines as a commissioned sorcery officer or possibly remain in the rear line stand by duty defending the imperial capital.

I'll get to sleep in a graceful bed, like a civilized person and get tender meals!

Farewell to the battlefield with inconsistent pieces of meat's from bullets and shells flying around!-

-Unsanitary barracks, trenches smeared with piss, blood, mud, fleas, and grudges!

I wouldn't worry about Oswald since he has a promising future.

*"Fairy08 do you Copy? This is Black01 reporting, are you the one shouting like a lunatic while dancing the skies, Copy?"*

Speak of the devil.

*"Roger, yes, Black01 you know this isn't a toy Copy"*

*"Roger, Just making sure it wasn't an idiot Copy"*

I swear I heard laughter, I would beat him up next time I see him.

And why wasn't he named something else then black which is of the complete opposite, well, there is lots of reasons.

The appearance and purity of his looks we could have called him White, but no, he's using this façade hiding him, White, an inherently positive color, is associated with purity, virginity, innocence, light, goodness, heaven, safety, brilliance, illumination, understanding, cleanliness, faith, beginnings, sterility, spirituality, possibility, humility, sincerity, protection, softness, and perfection.

How The Hell Does He Even Stay Clean!?!? Is there a shower?!

What The Fuck!

Well as the opposite of black

White's association with cleanliness, coolness, and sterility just like Oswald, he better tell or I will fu-

A few minutes later...

*Pant-Pant* Well, to the human eye, white is a bright and brilliant color that can cause headaches. In cases of extremely bright light, the color white can even be blinding like the façade he's using.

And now the reason why we call him Black.

Black is associated with power, fear, mystery, strength, authority, elegance, formality, death, evil, and aggression, authority, rebellion, and sophistication as his hidden personality.

Black is a mysterious color that is typically associated with the unknown or the negative. The color black represents strength, seriousness, power, and authority. Black is a formal, elegant, and prestigious color.

Authoritative and powerful, the color black can evoke strong emotions and too much black can be overwhelming, he frightens me.

In heraldry, black is the symbol of grief. The color black can be serious, professional, and conventional, Oswald is also sadistic

By I mean lots of reasons, I mean lots

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June 1923

The Empire or The Fatherland has considered and set surrounding countries as potential an enemies since the empire was surrounded by various countries.

Because of The Empire's overwhelming national power, there weren't any battles beyond the scale of skirmishes so far. However...

One day, an urgent notification from the border with the Alliance came flying in.

There were signs of a large-scale border transgression operation from the Allied army. With a transition of a regime in the alliance also came a change of politics.

Military movements were carried out after a sudden rise of nationalism.

That might have been some sort of demonstration for domestic propaganda use.

The Empire was caught up with identical territorial disputes from all four directions, so they couldn't have possibly dreamed of carrying out a serious military movement against the Alliance.

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Alliance Army Aerial Sorcerer - Lieutenant Colonel/Wing Commander - Anson Sue - POV

'Th-this wasn't a Joke!' I recalled as explosion before me exploded

'When it comes to Politicians... "A test for Domestic Propaganda use" My Ass!-

-Look at the blood we have to pay for!'

I observed the area as black smoke rise to the skies as we fly through

"Cunningham! What about the remaining friendly troops!-?"

I asked the one below me on my left

"It's no use Lieutenant Colonel Sue. Communication is in disarray and only growing worse by each passing minute..." He spoke

I thought as I muttered

"Can't contact Head-quarters neither huh?..." We flew as I noted