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Gallian Hound (VC3)	By : GinOle Category: +S through Z > Valkyria Chronicles Views: 1668 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Valkyria Chronicle and the character and gain no profit by writing this fic. The franchise are belong to their respective owner. except Anastagi(OC)

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Based from redhead teen said, there's tank going down his hometown Magvel. What making thing big trouble is the size of the tank said to be bigger than anything. It just one tank but thanks to that very unusual number, Kurt know this must be another empire crafty hands once again.
"the big tank i heard so far is Rogerio from Federation. the size is as tall as 2 stories building, piloted by 3-5 person" said Alfons
"but the production is halted when they realize it cost them more than half of the military fund. only 5 were produced in the end" said Kurt
"Avan said that thing is big as hell though. it's that kid name by the way" said Anastagi
It take hour since their split up with Squad 7 to reach Magvel. The city already prepared for battle along with their heavy armor. Some militia and regular army are there too but Kurt could see that they still new in this kind of fight. Also, he frown when he see the number of soldier in uniform, it's fewer than militia itself.
"last report from local scout said the enemy still on their way to reach here. you should be able to see it from here they said" said Anastagi
"really? let's see what it is then"
The moment they walk off, sudden explosion heard along with the falling building and tower not far from them. It was so sudden that Kurt and Anastagi were stunned in their position until their radio call out to them.
"oi boss cap! we see it! it's just one but shit! that thing is not big but monstrous!" said Felix
As Kurt taking up his guns to find others, among the smoke he see it for himself. The tank is as tall as the tower that was shot seconds ago.
"everyone! get into cover! now!" shout Kurt
The tank has 2 turrets with 2 barrels, complete with fully loaded MG turrets on each side. Getting closer to that thing is impossible and any lancer who reckless try to aim at it may shredded by that MG. The size and durability be damned, not even AP shell are capable to stop it.
"shit! we didn't do any damage at all!" said Giulio while reloading his lancer
"damn it! Gusurg! tell the armor units to focus on the small tanks! Riela! go with others to help evacuate the city ASAP!" shout Kurt
As they scrambled to get the order done, the big tank once again shoot it's cannon to the port and western of the city. The result immediately got a response.
"captain! we have wounded here! request reinforcement!"
"we got compromised!"
"civil injured! assist ASAP!"
"enemy chasing us! we got no lancer with us!"
"screw medic! we lost it all!"
Kurt run out of idea. This start to get into his nerve. If only they can at least get closer to the tank without being shredded thing may change.
"Kurt! civil on the battlefield!" shout Imca
"now!? where!?"
"it's driving APC! it's that redhead!"
As the APC enter the area, the MG aiming at the APC and relentlessly shooting at it. As the big tank got distracted, Kurt taking initiative and taking dropped lancer and shoot one of the MG turret. It was a big start of the idea. He immediately order Gusurg to change his route to come here.
"Kurt our AP didn't do damage to it"
"no but the direct hit at turret is! but we need distraction and...rescuing one hot blood youth on APC. That thing wont hold out long! If possible try ask other to assist!" said Kurt
The plan is to make the tank as distraction by abusing fire power to the enemy MG turret. But since the MG turret were placed rather high, Militia tanks include 422 owned tanks cannot aim at it, leaving it to the lancer hands. As Gusurg arrive, he and other volunteer tanks run and gun the side of the tank. It was at this moment Gusurg realize that their MG turrets shift into mortar cannon (those MG cannot fire at their tank at this height either). Although it take effort to destroy a tank, take note that the number of the turrets is numerous.
"Kurt, i think they change focus"
"alright. everyone, aim direct hit at the turret now!"
Some of the turret revert back to MG to handle the pesky Lancer but it take time, leaving some dead give away cue where they should aim. 422 squad didn't leave them any second to shift to return fire. and in the end, after hours of playing peek-a-boom with the turrets, now they need to find out how to stop this big thing from crushing whole city to dust.
"every armor unit has it generator. but i don't see any" said Kurt
"actually i see it. when i pick a ground to shoot, i see a small hint of light at the back of the tank. around there" said Imca
"we can't fire that thing unless..."
"we climb the tank" finish Imca
Kurt sigh "Imca, can i trust you to handle this?"
"there's 2 of it. i could handle them both"
"no that would be waste of time. me and other will go at the other side. let's go"
They storm toward the tank and look up for any mean to climb. Through the back of the tank there is a ladder that reach the back side of the tank. When Kurt still in the midway, a dead Imperial body fall over and surprising them.
"what the hell!?" shout Anastagi
"this is Serge. me and other sniper securing the blindspot. just keep moving" said Serge
"nice timing, cover us until we reach the point!" said Kurt
Reaching up to the tank, Kurt and other quickly find where the generator at. It was secured until Serge clear them up. But unfortunately they found out the generator is closed tight.
"oh fucking come on! we already reach here! don't tell me we need to pry it!" shout Felix
"Kurt, this mechanic lock seems has it own way to open and close...it will open when it's hot"
"we can't stay here all day waiting, town will be turn to dust!"
"that or...we let them fire once again"
Kurt quickly dismiss that "no, we already losing much! civil included!"
"just told you what i found. your call" said Imca
"...god...fuck!" shout Kurt
Outside Magvel city...
The battle over. 422 squad are back to their tent for R&R. This battle is the longest they ever got into. As for the final attack, Kurt decide to let it fire against his will. Radio distress call out many time but the job must be done and as the generator were opened, letting many smoke, they throw their grenade to put a stop to it. For the first time, Kurt attack something out of rage. Some of the 422 squad just simply rest, but for everyone who know the actual decision to let that tank fire, got themselves in blue.
"how is he?" ask Anastagi
"give him some space. this is really happen? i mean no other choice?" ask Riela
"Imca see those generator when it open because it just firing. we just late and no other way to open that big cap with hand even with crowbar won't help...so yeah, no other choice. the reason we leave immediately is because Kurt don't want to make full report about how this thing end. he already got a head cancer let that thing firing and last thing he need is civil point finger to let that happen"
"my words. does the people know?"
"thank god no. but if the captain of regular army realize the report is vague, he will get another thing coming on his ass"
Walking away to his tent, he see that merchant lady sitting with big frown and seems sighing deeply. as he got closer, he see it why. The APC got many hole and dent.
"my oh my. why i leave it there just to suffer"
"excuse me but...i think i see this thing on the battlefield"
"yes you are. some youth stole it and drove away. though it was Imperial but it just a young boy. my, i would charge them accordingly to every bullet hole you see?" said the merchant lady with her smile all of sudden
"lady you pissed are you?"
"and confused since i don't know how to explain this" her frown go back again
"give it or take, that APC of yours give the gap we need in battle..."
"is it? then i charge your captain then" said the merchant
"please don't...at least not now" plead Anastagi
"fine. beside, this battle tire me out too"
"now i notice, what are you doing there anyway?"
"to resupply those regular and militia of course. but thing shift quickly so i was ordered to aid any civil out from battleground. i got tired but someone gotta do it. oh well, i should remember how old i- never mind. that kid who stole my APC actually was one civil on my watch"
"maybe i try to ride it since a teenager could drive it..." said Anastagi
"1000 Dc per meter, park on a tree 5000 Dc" said the merchant lady with a business smile
"oh for fuck..." mutter Anastagi
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