Toll of Sweat, Ammo and Magic(KantaiCollection/StrikeWitches/GirlUndPanzer WWII AU)
- Thread starter sgtbaker47
- Start date
- Crossover
[X] Misdirection, talk/ask about something like...
-[X] Their hobbies! Just the thing to get someone going on and on and forgetting what they were talking about!
-[X] Their hobbies! Just the thing to get someone going on and on and forgetting what they were talking about!
- Location
- USA
3[X] Misdirection, talk/ask about something like...
-[X] Their hobbies! Just the thing to get someone going on and on and forgetting what they were talking about!
4[X] Hey a tank, go focus on the tank.
1[X] Hey airplanes, go focus on the Zero.
-[X] Their hobbies! Just the thing to get someone going on and on and forgetting what they were talking about!
4[X] Hey a tank, go focus on the tank.
1[X] Hey airplanes, go focus on the Zero.
Dammit I need tie breakers, even numbers suck if it ever goes 50/50.
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Chapter 4 End
- Location
- USA
Gotta go fast, tanks are fast right? Sometimes...eh. "Yup. All is well." You say in an upbeat tone while advancing towards the armor. "So what are you all doing in the hanger?" In front of you, you judge that it's a Panzer IV, even with its missing turret, from the pictures you've seen. Alongside it is the turret, a bunch of parts like tracks, tools, things that look like smoke stacks, and little turrets with cannons.
You see that except for a few, the girls follow you. Yukari, eyes filled with stars, starts lecturing you. "We're all doing maintenance. Hey do you know the Panzer IV? It's a German made tank that was lent to Japan back in 1937."
"Yukari you're doing it again." Saori says as if this isn't the first time.
"Gomen." You hear Akiyama dejectedly say while you turn on your flash light to see better.
"Panzer IV huh. Panzerkampfwagen IV." You skirt around to inspect the sides and the top. No tracks fitted, suspension looks fine, some places has minor rust, overall good enough if it wasn't for the fact that... "This has to be either the Ausf. A or B given the time frame. Does it have the newer engine?" You feel stares with the sense that you're either crazy or a genius. This is what you get when you read too much.
Checking your left, Yukari eyes look as if they're in awe of you. "ItwasoriginallyanAbutweupgradeditwhennewmodelscameoutlikelastyeartheymadetheFcomeoutsoweneedednewpartssowehadtogetthemheresowe'redoingmaintenanceonitnow." (It was originally an A but we upgraded it when new models came out like last year they made the F come out so we needed new parts so we had to get them here so we're doing maintenance on it now) Did I flip a switch or something?
"Uh okay. So you're fixing it to the Ausf. F. That's good to know." You answer back and move to the tank's rear while scratching your neck.
"Can you say that again?" Yurakir meekly replies. Ah, what?
"You mean Ausf. or Ausführung?" You hear a thud to your left and look over to see Akiyama on the ground. Miho and her crew rush over to the smiling girl as she giggles.
"Yukari you okay?" Miho says as she pick her friend up.
Takebe uses her hand as a fan to wave some air to Yukari. "Don't overdo it Yukari-chan." You hear a metal latch being opened, you look up to see Mako on the driver's side. She looks around for a short while then goes back inside. "Mako!? That's where you where!? Don't go back in!"
You back away to make more room for the girls to do their thing and to give yourself more space. You are eventually stopped by Fubuki and Miyafuji as one holds your hand and the other pokes your shoulder. Fubuki then points at some dismantled turrets you assume are for ship girls. She doesn't say anything as if she's too embarrassed to speak.
Is she asking me to guess what they are? You walk over to take a quick inspection. Their guns are suppose to be like their real counterparts right? In terms of damage and stuff... okay I can't figure out why the hell is it SO SMALL. It looks like a .50, so in metric that's 12.7mm. "Um, is it suppose to be 12.7cm cannon?"
Her face lights up and furiously nods. "That's right! You're amazing! Not even our sailors get it right from the start."
"Poi! He got it right!" Jesus Christ they heard. "Shirure he got it right! He's not like the others Poi!"
What? Why? Oh no there's more...
---
---
Your body makes contact with the not soft bed in the Major's cabin. After helping out in the hanger, you had a Japanese supper, a bath and now getting ready to sleep. "Bwahm..." You garble out. Jeez I haven't worn my cargo shorts in such a long time, also should have packed more white shirts.
"Ha Ha Ha. You okay?" Across from you, Mio, in some Japanese clothes, sits on her bed.
"Yeah. Just going through the motions. The girls always like that?" You inquire.
"Well no but it's good practice for their English. They girls don't often meet competent people that know a lot."
"In my defense, I just read a lot." You raise both of your hands in the air for a stretch.
Smiling, she continues. "Even so, your presence should help out. There aren't many people that have your experience of fighting our enemies."
"People, seaweed monsters and flying aliens. Eh let's not talk about this now. Night." You cover yourself and turn to the wall.
"Oyasumi." The lights go out and you close your eyes.
Dreaming Choice.
[] Nothing comes.
[] Never forget
-[] 1940
-[] 1941
-[] 1942
[] THERE WAS BLACK JACK! AND PLANEF! AND GHOST DIVISION! AND QUESTS! YOU KNOW WHAT?
Stats: 3 Skill Points
☒Guns: 26.5+.3=26.8 ☒Explosives: 26 ☒Melee: 20 ☒Unarmed: 25.8
☒Medicine: 35.5 ☒Mechanical: 40+.3=40.3 ☒Science: 40 ☒Sneak: 31
☒Survival: 30 ☒Speech: 37.7+2.3=40 ☒Driver: 25.5 ☒Pilot: 7
☒Marksman: 66 ☒Tactics/Strategy: 58 ☒Logistics: 79 ☒Magic: 12.3
You see that except for a few, the girls follow you. Yukari, eyes filled with stars, starts lecturing you. "We're all doing maintenance. Hey do you know the Panzer IV? It's a German made tank that was lent to Japan back in 1937."
"Yukari you're doing it again." Saori says as if this isn't the first time.
"Gomen." You hear Akiyama dejectedly say while you turn on your flash light to see better.
"Panzer IV huh. Panzerkampfwagen IV." You skirt around to inspect the sides and the top. No tracks fitted, suspension looks fine, some places has minor rust, overall good enough if it wasn't for the fact that... "This has to be either the Ausf. A or B given the time frame. Does it have the newer engine?" You feel stares with the sense that you're either crazy or a genius. This is what you get when you read too much.
Checking your left, Yukari eyes look as if they're in awe of you. "ItwasoriginallyanAbutweupgradeditwhennewmodelscameoutlikelastyeartheymadetheFcomeoutsoweneedednewpartssowehadtogetthemheresowe'redoingmaintenanceonitnow." (It was originally an A but we upgraded it when new models came out like last year they made the F come out so we needed new parts so we had to get them here so we're doing maintenance on it now) Did I flip a switch or something?
"Uh okay. So you're fixing it to the Ausf. F. That's good to know." You answer back and move to the tank's rear while scratching your neck.
"Can you say that again?" Yurakir meekly replies. Ah, what?
"You mean Ausf. or Ausführung?" You hear a thud to your left and look over to see Akiyama on the ground. Miho and her crew rush over to the smiling girl as she giggles.
"Yukari you okay?" Miho says as she pick her friend up.
Takebe uses her hand as a fan to wave some air to Yukari. "Don't overdo it Yukari-chan." You hear a metal latch being opened, you look up to see Mako on the driver's side. She looks around for a short while then goes back inside. "Mako!? That's where you where!? Don't go back in!"
You back away to make more room for the girls to do their thing and to give yourself more space. You are eventually stopped by Fubuki and Miyafuji as one holds your hand and the other pokes your shoulder. Fubuki then points at some dismantled turrets you assume are for ship girls. She doesn't say anything as if she's too embarrassed to speak.
Is she asking me to guess what they are? You walk over to take a quick inspection. Their guns are suppose to be like their real counterparts right? In terms of damage and stuff... okay I can't figure out why the hell is it SO SMALL. It looks like a .50, so in metric that's 12.7mm. "Um, is it suppose to be 12.7cm cannon?"
Her face lights up and furiously nods. "That's right! You're amazing! Not even our sailors get it right from the start."
"Poi! He got it right!" Jesus Christ they heard. "Shirure he got it right! He's not like the others Poi!"
What? Why? Oh no there's more...
---
---
Your body makes contact with the not soft bed in the Major's cabin. After helping out in the hanger, you had a Japanese supper, a bath and now getting ready to sleep. "Bwahm..." You garble out. Jeez I haven't worn my cargo shorts in such a long time, also should have packed more white shirts.
"Ha Ha Ha. You okay?" Across from you, Mio, in some Japanese clothes, sits on her bed.
"Yeah. Just going through the motions. The girls always like that?" You inquire.
"Well no but it's good practice for their English. They girls don't often meet competent people that know a lot."
"In my defense, I just read a lot." You raise both of your hands in the air for a stretch.
Smiling, she continues. "Even so, your presence should help out. There aren't many people that have your experience of fighting our enemies."
"People, seaweed monsters and flying aliens. Eh let's not talk about this now. Night." You cover yourself and turn to the wall.
"Oyasumi." The lights go out and you close your eyes.
Dreaming Choice.
[] Nothing comes.
[] Never forget
-[] 1940
-[] 1941
-[] 1942
[] THERE WAS BLACK JACK! AND PLANEF! AND GHOST DIVISION! AND QUESTS! YOU KNOW WHAT?
Stats: 3 Skill Points
☒Guns: 26.5+.3=26.8 ☒Explosives: 26 ☒Melee: 20 ☒Unarmed: 25.8
☒Medicine: 35.5 ☒Mechanical: 40+.3=40.3 ☒Science: 40 ☒Sneak: 31
☒Survival: 30 ☒Speech: 37.7+2.3=40 ☒Driver: 25.5 ☒Pilot: 7
☒Marksman: 66 ☒Tactics/Strategy: 58 ☒Logistics: 79 ☒Magic: 12.3
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- Location
- USA
Yes, damn typos.
meganeshounen
*tips glasses*
- Location
- Far East Asia
I think John just got major Fluffy Points from that exchange alone.
A combination of being approachable AND being well-read goes a long way being a mediator between magical!Navy, magical!Air Force and cute!Armored Infantry.
[X] THERE WAS BLACK JACK! AND PLANEF! AND GHOST DIVISION! AND QUESTS! YOU KNOW WHAT?
I'm not sure on the significance of the other dates, so I'm going to fall back on what I know.
Time to expose John to the consequences of
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- Location
- USA
Check out Character Sheet in the threadmarks, it's at the end of the short.
meganeshounen
*tips glasses*
- Location
- Far East Asia
Oh, my bad. Thanks.
So in summary:
1940 - Sgt. John Browning vs Neuroi. Lots of casualties in his group.
1941 - Sgt. John Browning vs Nazi Spies. A more... mundane enemy, but enemies nonetheless.
1942 - Sgt. John Browning vs Abyssal Landing Operatives. As if they weren't scary enough on water, now they're on land...
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
So the Kamsusu are next to the tank girls. Hello Chekov's gun.
Couple Typos:
So Germany and Japan were friendly enough to make successful military equipment purchases.
Hey, there is nothing wrong with being Tank-sexual, dammit.
Interesting,
Yes, you flipped her switch from 'Miho' to '
Oh, Guderian's more than OK, Miho.
Everyone wants Mr. Bubb- Browning to look at their gear and tell them they've been Good Girls. Sorry, been in a Bioshock mood.
[X] THERE WAS BLACK JACK! AND PLANEF! AND GHOST DIVISION! AND QUESTS! YOU KNOW WHAT?
Like there was any real choice.
Let's see... Would the Hellcat count?
Also, what models of aircraft were fielded over Burma?
That seems a might too obvious...
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
IIRC, the year in-quest is 1942. Hellcat didn't show up for combat duties until September '43 IRL. Things are clearly different here, so I could be wrong.Let's see... Would the Hellcat count?
If you're referring to the Burma campaign, it varies depends on the dates.
I was specifically referring to the career of the AVG, in this case.
- Location
- USA
Chapter 5.0
- Location
- USA
[X] THERE WAS BLACK JACK! AND PLANEF! AND GHOST DIVISION! AND QUESTS! YOU KNOW WHAT?
Your Intelligence and Perception is too low to comprehend what you saw. (Challenge 10i&10p) Why? What's wrong with me? OH GOD IT'S COMING THIS WAY! It squeaked at me...
Date: January 2, 1943
You open your eyes to see at grey walls of the Akagi. You don't remember well but you know that you had a weird dream last night. Regardless, you push yourself out of bed into the dim lit room. Oh right, the Major. You think when you see her sleeping peacefully. You methodically go over to your trunk and open it up to take out your toolkit. You then go into a corner with your unloaded firearms.
Slowly you do maintenance on your pistols, Huh, now that I think about it, I never did clean these after the shit. Doing your best to keep quiet, you also reassemble your main armaments back while ignoring the sounds behind you. Once you're done with the the Auto-5, you move onto the B.A.R. and notice that Mio's staring at you. The BAR takes a much more longer time to get everything back together but you manage to get it done in a reasonable time.
When it's all done, you rack the bolt back and it makes the familiar metallic sound ring throughout the room. You place the weapon down on the wall and turn to the Sakamoto who's sitting on your bed. "Morning Major."
You see that she's In her uniform but her eye patch is gone and you see her purple(?) right eye is looking right at you. "Morning. You're up early."
"Did I wake you?" You ask as you do your best to stuff your question about her eye down your throat, it's way too fucking rude.
"Not really. I usually get up during this time. Same for you?" Fuck I need to stop staring. Right gotta put my shit away.
"Yeah, if I wasn't marching at midnight then I'd usually wake up by now." You try to speak naturally as you go move your things around in their proper places. "During training, we'd be force to walk every Friday night in full combat pack."
"March at night? Hm, interesting. Well take your time, I'll be on the deck if you need me. Just remember after lunch is your class."
"Got it." You turn to see her pick something up and leaves the room. You do your usual morning routine and are ready to do something.
Shit this is the rare that I get to choose what to do.
Early Morning. ~5:00->7:00 AM.
[] You heard Mio yelling out in the hallway. Maybe she's going to train the girls? Go on the deck and check it out.
[] Go get something to eat in the Mess hall. If there's nothing, the it's time to cook.
[] Go get material for the English class prepped.
[] Write-in
Your Intelligence and Perception is too low to comprehend what you saw. (Challenge 10i&10p) Why? What's wrong with me? OH GOD IT'S COMING THIS WAY! It squeaked at me...
Date: January 2, 1943
You open your eyes to see at grey walls of the Akagi. You don't remember well but you know that you had a weird dream last night. Regardless, you push yourself out of bed into the dim lit room. Oh right, the Major. You think when you see her sleeping peacefully. You methodically go over to your trunk and open it up to take out your toolkit. You then go into a corner with your unloaded firearms.
Slowly you do maintenance on your pistols, Huh, now that I think about it, I never did clean these after the shit. Doing your best to keep quiet, you also reassemble your main armaments back while ignoring the sounds behind you. Once you're done with the the Auto-5, you move onto the B.A.R. and notice that Mio's staring at you. The BAR takes a much more longer time to get everything back together but you manage to get it done in a reasonable time.
When it's all done, you rack the bolt back and it makes the familiar metallic sound ring throughout the room. You place the weapon down on the wall and turn to the Sakamoto who's sitting on your bed. "Morning Major."
You see that she's In her uniform but her eye patch is gone and you see her purple(?) right eye is looking right at you. "Morning. You're up early."
"Did I wake you?" You ask as you do your best to stuff your question about her eye down your throat, it's way too fucking rude.
"Not really. I usually get up during this time. Same for you?" Fuck I need to stop staring. Right gotta put my shit away.
"Yeah, if I wasn't marching at midnight then I'd usually wake up by now." You try to speak naturally as you go move your things around in their proper places. "During training, we'd be force to walk every Friday night in full combat pack."
"March at night? Hm, interesting. Well take your time, I'll be on the deck if you need me. Just remember after lunch is your class."
"Got it." You turn to see her pick something up and leaves the room. You do your usual morning routine and are ready to do something.
Shit this is the rare that I get to choose what to do.
Early Morning. ~5:00->7:00 AM.
[] You heard Mio yelling out in the hallway. Maybe she's going to train the girls? Go on the deck and check it out.
[] Go get something to eat in the Mess hall. If there's nothing, the it's time to cook.
[] Go get material for the English class prepped.
[] Write-in
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
I'm disappointed, but can't say I'm surprised. The very concept of an imageboard, much less 4chan, would be hard enough for somebody from the 40's to warp their brain around. Now throw it at them in the chaotic mess of a dream, and the fact he even got a rubber chicken out of it is astonishing.Your Intelligence and Perception is too low to comprehend what you saw. (Challenge 10i&10p) Why? What's wrong with me? OH GOD IT'S COMING THIS WAY! It squeaked at me...
Nice to see someone react to magic like most people from the 40's would, aside from rapidly repeated invocations of Christ, awkwardly trying not to be rude.
Yeah, usually night marches was the IJA's thing. Speaking of the IJA, the Manchuria invasion and war crimes in China might still be a thing.
- Location
- USA
In this world, the early 1900s changed because aliums. You also didn't vote.
Always Late
Lacking in coffee, sleep, and brains
- Location
- Ohio
That's a relief, sort of. On the one hand, no Rape of Nanking and the like. On the other, the Neuroi did some large-scale destruction of their own.
So I haven't. Could have sworn I did though..
[X] Go get material for the English class prepped.