01x10 - Path to Victory

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A: No sign of the enemy at present.

A: Estimated time of arrival at the Republican port town is nearly on schedule.

Drake: After all this time, we're intervening.

Drake: The brass sure does lack patience.

Drake: They must be desperate to enjoy wine and galettes at a Republican café.

Text: Allied Kingdom Army Military Intelligence Lieutenant Colonel Sir Isaac Dustin Drake

Geoff?: Don't you hate that only now, they send us into a fire they could've put out?

Drake: Well, the Imperial Army is nothing if not based on rationalism.

Drake: The moment they realize they'll lose, they'll probably sign a peace treaty.

Geoff?: Are you sure about this?

Geoff?: I know you pulled some strings via Intelligence, but...

Drake: More than anyone, the colonel understands the threat posed by the Empire.

Drake: He'll be a good fit for bull-baiting.

Drake: Besides, ever since his rescue, he's been at it, not even contacting his family.

Drake: If no one stops him, he might charge into enemy territory alone.

Tanya: Squad on the ground.

Tanya: No hostile magical signatures.

Tanya: All squads, come in.

Tanya: All squads.

A: Squad on the ground.

A: We've established contact with Squad .

A: No hostile magical signatures.

B: Squad here.

B: No hostile magical signatures.

B: Status of projectile from the acceleration device?

A: The door knocker appears to have hit the main target quite precisely.

Text: Republican Army Base, Point A

Text: Republican Army Base, Point B

A: We assume defensive teams at each location are scrambling to respond.

Text: Republican Army Base, Point C

Tanya: Good.

Tanya: March with magical camouflage, and begin infiltration and sabotage operation.

Tanya: Remove equipment and respond swiftly.

Tanya: Squad , you're on target B.

Tanya: Squad , on target C.

Tanya: We will take target A.

Tanya: With enemy reinforcements in mind,

: we have ten minutes to finish.

Tanya: After the attack, retreat at full speed.

A: Yes, ma'am.

Tanya: All troops, move out!

Episode The Path to Victory

Text: May , Unified Year

Text: Imperial Army High Council

Zettour: Our army has moved the

Zettour: Rhine Front's right flank back to the designated defensive line.

Zettour: We have completed a massive reorganization of battle lines.

B: Why did we retreat so far?

B: Isn't this too much?

Zettour: About that... I've been notified that

Zettour: the Imperial court has similar concerns.

Zettour: On behalf of the military, I apologize for worrying the emperor.

Zettour: Unfortunately, as it is a classified military matter,

Zettour: I can provide no further detail.

C: Then, may I make a comment on behalf of the treasury?

B: Please.

C: As I'm sure we're all well aware,

: most of the funding for this w*r is through the sale of bonds.

C: We have repeatedly

C: expressed concern that prolonging this w*r may cause

C: considerable economic distress.

C: Regarding the topic you mention,

C: we very much appreciate everyone's tremendous efforts and sacrifice.

C: At the same time, we believe that

C: we are at a crucial stage that will lead to the Republic's destruction.

A: Any other casualties?

Tanya: Lieutenant...

Viktoriya: We're clear.

A: No sign of optical camouflage.

Tanya: Good.

Tanya: Proceed to clear the building.

A: It's only a matter of time before the lowland's industrial area is lost.

A: How do you respond to the fact that

A: the western industrial area is nearly within range of enemy a*tillery?

A: At this rate,

A: our country's industrial production capabilities will be devastated.

A: We and the military must find a solution,

: or we may be forced to discuss unpalatable political measures.

B: What does the military have to say on that matter?

Zettour: Delicious.

Viktoriya: It appears this is an abandoned facility, after all.

Zettour: Damn.

Zettour: How much time left?

Viktoriya: Roughly .

Zettour: We have no choice.

Zettour: We'll raze it per our orders, even if it isn't the right site.

Zettour: Prepare the expl*si*n spell.

A: Yes, ma'am.

B: We're going to lose our industrial foundation!

B: Why have you retreated so far that the western industrial area is exposed?

A: This is obviously foolish!

Rudersdorf: It's almost time.

A: How do you plan to take responsibility?

B: Give us a proper explanation.

C: Do you not even have an apology for us?!

Tanya: to all units.

Tanya: Target A wasn't the enemy headquarters.

Tanya: All squads, report your situation.

Tanya: All squads, report!

Tanya: What's the matter?

Tanya: Report!

A: here.

A: Target B is a hit.

A: We destroyed their communication headquarters.

B: A-Apologies for interrupting the meeting!

A: What was the code?

A: We have a telegram.

A: "Our Fatherland, the ruler of the world."

A: I repeat.

A: "Our Fatherland, the ruler of the world."

Zettour: Acceptable, indeed...

A: here.

A: Similarly, we've destroyed

A: an a*mo depot at Target C.

Tanya: Good.

Tanya: All units, retreat at full speed.

Tanya: Head to our ally's submarine.

Zettour: Our elite troops have destroyed the enemy headquarters on the Rhine front.

Zettour: We've successfully destroyed the enemy command structure.

A: You've destroyed their headquarters?

Zettour: As of now, Operation Shock and Awe is complete.

Zettour: I will now report on the third operation.

Zettour: I hope you look forward to a follow-up report.

Text: Rhine Theater: Republican Army Left Wing, Rawl Lowlands

A: All units have arrived at the front lines.

B: Observation team reporting in.

B: No enemies in sight.

B: Enemy troops silent.

C: Copy that.

C: Requesting orders from command.

A: What's your current situation?

B: There are no problems.

B: The Republic's main forces have arrived at the Rawl Lowlands.

B: They currently face our right flank.

A: What about the third operation?

B: I'm told it's ready.

A: One year later, we finally have a chance to pry open the door.

Text: Rhine Theater: Republican Army Right Wing, Mesienn Highlands

A: Man, it's so boring on this side...

A: I envy the left flank.

A: Stop, don't do it.

B: They won't sh**t at us, anyway.

B: Damn it.

B: When will this staring contest end?

Text: Rhine Theater: Republican Army Right Wing Rear Echelon, Mesienn Highlands

A: Please respond.

A: This is Whiskey Dog.

A: Rhine Air Zone Control, please respond.

A: Radio jamming?

B: Let's hurry.

B: The right flank will get so bored, they'll start drinking industrial alcohol.

A: A messenger's life isn't easy.

C: There we go.

A: Was that a man-made expl*si*n?

Text: Operation Lock Pick Destruction of Enemy Encampment

A: Is the Empire attacking?

B: Lieutenant Colonel, what just happened?

Dudes: E-Enemy troops advancing!

Dudes: It's a combined force of heavy armor, along with mechanized infantry!

Dudes: Make an emergency call to forward command!

Dudes: If they don't send proper reserves,

Dudes: we can't shore up our defenses!

Dudes: Make it fast! No time to spare!

Dudes: S-Sir...

Dudes: I can't get through.

Dudes: What?

Dudes: I've been trying for a while,

Dudes: but none of the frequencies are working!

Dudes: Don't tell me...

Rerugen: Operation Lock Pick is a success.

Rerugen: Our forces' left flank has exited the tunnels dug from our trenches.

Rerugen: They have set several mine fields behind enemy encampments,

Rerugen: and with a coordinated attack, they succeeded

Rerugen: in blasting the Republic's right flank away.

Rudy: Open sesame, eh?

Zettour: I see your sense of humor is still disastrous.

Rudy: A bit of wisdom from the days before cannons.

Rudy: It's much better than being weirdly pedantic.

Z: The Renaissance certainly wasn't bad,

: but our concern should be the next step, Operation Revolving Door.

Z: How does it progress?

RR: Without delay.

RR: The mixed force of heavy armor and mechanized infantry,

: which broke through the enemy line during Operation Lock Pick,

: is proceeding to the enemy's main force.

RR: Things are progressing, steadily and swiftly,

: toward complete encirclement of the main force.

Z: After this, they'll have to add a page about us to books about the art of w*r.

Rudy: Yes...

: This one attack...

Rudy: This one strike will end the w*r.

Republic: What's going on out there?!

Republic: Where's the captain? Is he all right?!

Republic: What's with comms?

Republic: No good, sir!

Republic: I have orders from the commander!

Republic: The commander's dead!

Republic: What the hell's happening?

Republic: What... What... is this?

Republic: This was... headquarters?

Sign: The Next Day, May Imperial Territory

Weiss: Good morning, Major!

T: Good morning, gentlemen.

T: I trust no idiot attempted

T: any mischief on Lieutenant Serebryakov while she slept?

Weiss: No worries there.

Weiss: We may be excited about destroying enemy command,

Weiss: but we're still plenty anxious over our submarine being potentially sunk.

Sub: Pardon me.

Sub: Message from Strategic HQ Major Degurechaff.

T: Good work.

T: "Fantastic! Operation Lock Pick was a success, then?

T: Which will get the Revolving Door turning, as well."

T: Oh, I suppose you weren't briefed on the details.

T: It's a top-secret plan that StrategicHQ proposed to end the w*r.

T: The first operation

T: was feigning a large-scale retreat to lure the enemy's main force in.

T: The second operation

T: was the attack on enemy command to disrupt their chain of command.

T: The third operation

T: was the use of tactical tunneling to break through the enemy line.

T: Bringing us to

T: Operation Revolving Door which will surround the main enemy force.

T: Complete annihilation, using a large-scale envelopment.

T: An example of the ideal mobile encirclement.

Grantz: Sounds like it's already been decided...

T: Correct.

T: The enemy's main forces are now fish in a barrel.

Everyone: We did it!

Everyone: All right!

Everyone: Yes!

T: We will now deploy from the submarine.

: And after participating in the encirclement attack,

T: we will return to the capital!

T: I'm sure you understand, but the field trip doesn't end until you're home!

T: No one can head to Valhalla without joining the victory celebration!

Force: Yes, ma'am!

Imperial: Now! Fire!

Republicans: Retreat!

Republicans: What is this? What the hell's going on?!

Republicans: My arm!

Republicans: Weren't we on the offensive?

Republicans: Hey!

Republicans: Multiple casualties.

Republicans: The rd Regiment was wiped out!

Republicans: a*tillery units are down, too.

Republicans: Orders from command?

Republicans: Chain of command is totally paralyzed!

Republicans: Nothing but contradictory orders!

Republicans: Pull back! We need to retreat.

Republicans: Pull back! The order is to retreat!

Republicans: Pull back!

Radio: All Imperial forces engaged in the mission,

offensive operation is currently underway.

Radio: All units, continue fighting.

T: This is Fairy .

T: Confirming declaration of .

T: Victory to the Empire.

T: Now, troops, our job is to find

: and destroy any enemy forces attempting to retreat.

T: All you have to do is attack the enemy, if you find them.

T: If the land forces' performance is any indicator,

T: you won't have much to do.

T: Back at the capital...

: For our attack on enemy command,

: enough people to form an army corps want to buy us drinks.

T: I can guarantee you'll have free drinks for life.

Squad: That's fantastic!

T: Which does me no good, since I'm a coffee drinker.

T: The first large-scale encirclement since Cannae...

T: The Empire has created an unassailable, golden monument in military history.

T: Now that I think about it, being a soldier who lives amidst combat

can make you lose your mind, at times.

T: But once there's peace again,

T: everyday life will restore everything!

T: So just a bit more...

T: I need to be a little more patient.

T: With this attack... Just a bit more...

T: the w*r will be over!

Radio: Rhine Control to all units.

Radio: Multiple magical signatures detected in area .

Radio: Look out for long-range optical sniping spells.

Weiss: Area is the patch of ocean near us...

Radio: Rhine Control on general channels.

Radio: This message is for the unidentified mage unit in area .

Radio: Identify yourselves immediately.

Radio: I repeat, identify yourselves.

T: This is Fairy Battalion.

T: What information is there on this unidentified mage unit?

Radio: No indicators of affiliation.

Radio: But we've received reports from allied forces

that they've had contact with the Allied Kingdom's forces.

T: The John Bulls are getting involved?

Radio: I'm just part of operations, so I can't confirm.

T: Copy that. We'll assume bogey is a bandit.

T: Requesting permission to engage.

Radio: Sending a security echelon now.

You're to maintain your distance and stand by until they arrive.

T: Fairy , unable to comply! If we can get the drop on them—

Weiss: Grantz!

Anson: One enemy down.

Grantz: This goes beyond tossing and turning...

Seg: expl*si*n spell...

Grantz: What?! L-Lieutenant Serebryakov—

Seb: Captain, we've neutralized the target.

Seb: Captain, what are my next orders?

Grantz: What the heck?

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