His Marine is showing…

The Never Ending Quest - Episode 95358

. . .coming real and such, as it were.

Author’s Note: certain . . .parts of a general’s message were “borrowed” from a certain fantiction from a certain website called “Spacebattles”. General Hummel and the text at the end do NOT belong to me but so VERY much fit with this . . .situation.

Yukido

“I find myself missing Unit 00 right now,” I find myself muttering as I scan the near and far horizon for any signs of trouble. Mind you, being free of that monster (and the destiny that lay with it) is VERY welcome, but I find myself surprisingly missing that monster if only for the power it afforded me in a battle.

I find myself feeling rather naked, heavily armed as I am with a heavyStar Trek phasor rifle. That and that enchanted entrenching tool I was pleased to find Fred Takahashi to be equipped with (and said tool Fred was surprised I had been trained to use by Section 3--who are all trained by a former Russian Special Purpose Forces or Spetsnaz--a throwing shovel).

One would be amazed with what one can do with a shovel. Combine that with the unexpected surprise what an otherwise unassuming Japanese schoolgirl who had been designated to serve as a secret bodyguard for Commander Ikari if the need ever arose.

Hm, does my newest sister, Tabitha, have the same training now? She DID get my memories…

Well, enough of that speculation. I am supposed to be watching for threats and not “soul searching/skylarking”!

Still, the shovel and the phasor are nice but not in the same “league” as what I use “play within.”

Something that I will not miss, but . . . While much more destructive than similar sized man portable weaponry, I fear that the only person here less . . .well . . .

I find that I have a feeling of being a bit inadequate right now, really. I mean I have much magical/psionic potential swirling about within me, having it traded out with the Angelic power that would have come from being the obedient little . . . .“Apocalypse Maiden” would be the proper term.

Right. Head in game and . . .

“- say again, Stand down!“ a male voice suddenly blares over Rei’s computer speaks, making all of us jump slightly in surprise.


Rei, dismayed that her hacking efforts did not quiet . . .work as planned watches as what could be only termed as a train wreck in progress play out upon her monintor.

“This is USMC Brigadier-General Francis X. Hummel calling to those in charge of those . . .giant robots fighting in the vicinity of the ruins of Socorro! Whatever you are fighting is now defeated, thank you but you WILL surrender and stand down, now.” the general says in a stead voice, clearly feeling put upon at what he’s witnessed to date. “And we will sort this all out, peacefully. But answer your radio coms right now for time is running short and so is Uncle Sam‘s patience!”

Rei swallows a ripe round swear word she’d so very like to shout out right now. THIS is not good. Not at ALL!

“But be warned of the alternatives,” the general’s voice continues, growing frigid. “IF you surrender, your personnel will not be harmed and your equipment will not be blasted to scrap-metal by OUR nuclear devices if it comes to that if you should feel a need to try to use your devices.”

Several worried looking eyes look first at Rei‘s monitor and then over in the general direction that the VLA lay.

What in the H*ll has been going on while they‘d been away at the Hellmouth?!

“Of course,” the general continues, voice thawing to something that sounds . . . Amused but not really amused. “It’s your prerogative to be total idiots about this, but if you fire even one shot at us, you need to understand something:

“You dropped atomic weapons upon my nation’s soil. Threw up some kind of damn force field and played some kind of weird Jap anime war games on the other side and costing untold amounts of lost American lives and property in the process! Without cause and without warning. For that?”

Somewhere in the background for SOME reason, Rei recognizes a song beginning to play that fits this situation OH so well:

Fight Fire with Fire by Metallica. Very fitting.

  1. “We owe you miserable sons-of-bitches ALL THE HURT IN THE FUCKING WORLD.”

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