[quote=@Kuchenlein]
So far, Lady Helmina was enjoying the talk with this fascinating outlander very much. But all the whlist enjoying his tales, she wondered about what to do with this super futuristic marine here. He was a very cool and awesome guy, with powers and techs that would prove very useful for the Reich, but also very hazardous should he ever run amok. Should she left him wandering freely? Should she keep him capitve? Should she enlist him in the army? If he did end up in the Revital ranks, will he eventually overpower her and the Revival Society? Would this Marine overshadow every dominance she held over her underlings? Would his presence invite foreign galatic powers in the affairs of Terra?

Wait, Helmina hasn't even known this guy's name yet!

"[color=crimson][i]Uhmmm...[/i][/color]" she asked, "[color=crimson][i]What is your name, if I may ask...? Also, do you have any idea what you are going to do here in the near future? And any plans for the far future?[/i][/color]"

A few seconds right after she asked such question, her futuristic Pickelhaube began to ring and glow. Her train of thoughts were interrupted.

"[color=crimson][i]Babi betul...[/i][/color]" she cursed in frustration, while putting her goggle back on.

After glancing at the clock over the wall, she casually clicked on her headset and listened. A thunderous, commanding voice of a man suddenly greeted her. Her eyes opened in shock. ("[color=green]It's the damned warlords! They just came all of a sudden. Our shores are under attack, and Kwongtsou itself is under assault too! Take up arms, fight for Whampoa and safeguard the Revival in the upcoming battles! Show our power! These warlords must be taught a tough lesson! [b]Vorwärts![/b][/color]")

"[color=yellow][i]Wotei diserang den Krigstuanmun'i! Kuitei dah datang sinikan tibe-tibe. Pantaien woteis diserang, dan Kwongtsou zuge di bawah Angriff'i! Angkutlah Senziaten, zuanglah untuk Wongpoukan dan wahrenlah das Revivalkan dalam den baldnye'i Shelaten'i! Tunziuklah Kuase'i woteis! Ini Krigstuanmun mesti diaziar betul-betul! [b]Vorwärts![/b][/i][/color]"

As she listened to the urgent screams, Helmina was getting herself drenched in sweat. Her mouth opened widely for some seconds, surprised. For brief moments, she shivered slightly as she was shocked. She had never expected it. And worse yet, it completely disrupted her train of thoughts.

But very quickly she calmed down and recovered. Then she chuckled and asked mockingly in disbelief, ([color=green]"Really? I thought we are very tough while they are very weak and poor?"[/color])

"[color=crimson][i]Benarkah? Wa ingat, wotei kuat sangat manekale kuitei adelah lemah dan miskin sangat?[/i][/color]"

([color=green]"Yes, [i]Puan[/i] Helmina, it's real."[/color])

"[color=yellow][i]Ja, Puan Helmina, itu adelah benar.[/i][/color]" Recordings of battles and wars soon played out before her eyes, in the goggle. The Pickelhaube would also project such recordings out for others to see.

Fleets of pristine skyships came sweeping in, some dropped paratroopers, some bombarded factories while some engaged black skyships. Two armies of spiked helmet soldiers, hoisting the same flags but constrasting uniforms, fought against one another throughout the shorelines. Some Revital troops, wearing darker stylish combat suits, came evacuating the civilians but were met with a handful of insurgents and rebels. Futuristic Panzers were also seen [b][u]sailing[/u][/b] their way very quickly toward the landing shores while blasting warships and soldiers on their way. Behind those amphibious Panzers were entire fleets of mighty warships rallying across the great sea.

([color=green]"Colonel Helmina of the 44th Regiment, you shall hurry and aid in the defense of the capital, immediately!"[/color])

"[color=yellow][i]Oberst Helmina des 44. Regiments, pergilah cepat menolong dalam Pertahanan'i des Tausheng, sofort![/i][/color]"

"[color=crimson][i]"Jawoll!"[/i][/color]"

"[color=yellow][i]Baik.[/i][/color]" The transmission soon ended.

Helmina then turned facing the Marine. She then showed a big smile and asked, "[color=crimson]Well, I've been called to the defense. Our nation is under attack by some feudal warlords and pirates. I think you yearn for some blood to spill, my dear. Would you like to come along with me? I don't think staying here in peace or wandering around at this time would be any helpful for you. And promise me, don't bring harm to our loyal troops and civilians, only the bad guys, okay? You may be unfamilair with all this, so come with me and let me guide you,[/color]"
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His eyes widened with excitement. He slammed down his visor, checked his ammunition count, and cocked it. "Bioparasitic rounds locked and loaded. They'll die slowly. He stands and speaks into the helmet. "Deactivate internal biosphere and reroute power to servo accelerators Alpha through Omega. Activate Protocol 2.63-5. Upload combat log to TacNet." He sighed and rolled his shoulders inside his suit, then cracked his neck. "Suit, play the song. You know the one." He smiled as an Old Terra song started playing in his helmet. "Kill, kill, fire at will." He opened his visor and spit out the cigar, still smiling wickedly. "And the name's Ice."