Strike Witches:Volume1 Chapter6 - Revision history

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	"I was in Ostmark before."		"I was in Ostmark before."

			Huh? Tomoko stared in puzzlement.

			Ostmark was a country that was situated between Karlsland and the Neuroi. The reason it ‘was’ situated, is because around half a year ago, it was annihilated by the Neuroi invasion. These days it’s nothing more than a barren and desolate land - dominated by the Neuroi’s miasma.

			Why had she been in Ostmark?

			Beurling conducted herself in a manner which was as overbearing as ever, disregarding Tomoko’s puzzled facial expression and continuing her story.

			“A short while before the Neuroi came to attack; my unit were dispatched to Ostmark… We were a wing dedicated to the observation of international Neuroi. We were carrying out routine work on the primary Neuroi from the Great War. When our half a year term of office had finished, we would probably return home to our country.”

			Beurling continued her story with an air of indifference about her.

			“Around then, I had someone who was something of a rival. She and I would compete to be the first and second most skilled in the unit; we’d have many sham battles, competing with skill. She was an unreasonable girl. She assumed that it was fine to put faith in your own skill, but even so, there would always be someone who could surpass you. She's to blame for the some of the times I've been mad here, too. Things like... quarrelling all the time. Anyway... back to the time when the Neuroi came to attack… We thought it was time to reach a conclusion. Which one will surpass the other? It was simple. We’d decided that the one who could shoot down more Neuroi would be superior. Every day, we would make an effort to compete in sorties. The Neuroi seemed to attack with an infinite number – the enemy had nothing to worry about. It was a lost battle, we would retreat one after another, yet our fighting spirit was strong.”

			“…”

			“We were as extremely unreasonable as each other. Our shoot down count was just about the same. Then… something happened. I went out on my own, pursuing the enemy to try and get one up on her. Suddenly I was surrounded by 10 enemy aircraft. It was a stalemate. There were 3 enemy aircraft to my back, I was receiving fire simultaneously. It was around that time…”

			Beurling’s tone of voice dropped considerably.

			“She threw herself into the line of fire. She received blows from large calibre machineguns, yet she was using her magic shield, which was degenerating slowly. Immediately after that, my ally provided covering fire, advancing against the enemy, and as the enemy began to back off... I was saved. It came at a price. As her body dropped next to me, her breathing had already ceased.”

			Tomoko was at a loss for words.

			Who would have thought that someone who as cranky as Beurling would have a past like this?

			“This Hurricane was the piece of equipment that she used.”

			Beurling murmured whilst she stroked her beloved machine.

			“….So, is that all you want to say? Did you drag me all the way to here just so that I could hear your old story?”

			Tomoko responded, biting down onto her lip.

			Beurling shook her head.

			“I came to Suomus to die.”

			Tomoko felt as if all the blood had rushed from her face.

			That time when Tomoko threatened her with her sword… She had said "kill me." That had been the real deal.

			“It was my fault that she was killed… and now I even equip her striker unit. I thought that death was my only atonement.”

			“It’s absurd to die on your own accord.”

			“Ah. That’s right. But… back then… when I saw the orphanage that had been bombed in the town, I began to change my mind. Before I die, I want to do whatever I can to stop the amount of people left with nowhere else to go from increasing.”

			“…”

			“Say, Tomoko.”

			It was the first time Beurling had called her by her name.

			“….What”

			“The real enemy isn’t the Laros. There’s no real meaning behind the number of them that are dispatched.”

			“Well then, what is our real enemy?”

			“The bomber formations. If we can take them down, it’d shut the Neuroi up. The Neuroi will probably… dispatch a large bomber formation. If a mid sized formation has no effect, then there are no doubts about it. The most important thing when taking down a large bomber unit ‘Co-operation’. The ability of an individual will be rendered useless against them.”

			Beurling’s words made Tomoko feel re-assured and confident that she wouldn’t just have to rely on the strength of those with actual combat experience there.

			She still shook her head.

			“Your rival may have died…, but my rival still lives. And so, I’m waiting until the day when I can surpass her. I’ve still not had the chance to succeed her… ”

			“Tomoko.”

			“There is no reason for me to lose to her. I can’t lose to her, that’s all I thought up until now - and that is why I continue to fly. That is why…”

			Beurling seemed to be lost in thought for a while.

			"Is that so," she murmured in a lonely tone, before leaving the aircraft hangar. Tomoko stood motionlessly in the hangar - absolutely still.

			Outside, the blizzard continued to rage on.

Zero2001 at 03:03, 13 August 2011

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Starkiller4299 at 17:33, 21 March 2011

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	As the distance closed, the silhouette of the enemy formation sharpened.		As the distance closed, the silhouette of the enemy formation sharpened.

	The Neuroi looked far more ~~cruder~~ than the elegant form of the mechanized air infantry Witches. Even if both sides flew in the air, their outward appearance was completely different.		The Neuroi looked far more crude than the elegant form of the mechanized air infantry Witches. Even if both sides flew in the air, their outward appearance was completely different.

	The small, squat spots were Ralloses, the same class of flyers that strafed the car Tomoko was driving the previous day. They numbered over thirty.		The small, squat spots were Ralloses, the same class of flyers that strafed the car Tomoko was driving the previous day. They numbered over thirty.
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	Tomoko waved at the troops cheering for her. As the cheers went on, F/L Mika Ahonen of 1st Squadron walked up to Tomoko's side, and suddenly hugged her.		Tomoko waved at the troops cheering for her. As the cheers went on, F/L Mika Ahonen of 1st Squadron walked up to Tomoko's side, and suddenly hugged her.

	"My apologies for ever ~~callying~~ you useless. Because of you, we were able to concentrate on attacking those bombers. You have my thanks."		"My apologies for ever calling you useless. Because of you, we were able to concentrate on attacking those bombers. You have my thanks."

	Beaming with pride, Tomoko nodded.		Beaming with pride, Tomoko nodded.

Mr Bystander at 08:09, 26 September 2010

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	Haruka left the building and onto the airfield as well. She fired up the Sakae-1-1 magic engine to maximum, and began rising into the air.		Haruka left the building and onto the airfield as well. She fired up the Sakae-1-1 magic engine to maximum, and began rising into the air.

	The ~~battlefile~~ widened before her eyes.		The battlefield widened before her eyes.

	It was the same sky she always flew in, nothing she could see had changed at all... and yet, something about it all was different.		It was the same sky she always flew in, nothing she could see had changed at all... and yet, something about it all was different.

Selkirk at 01:18, 3 December 2009

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	Tomoko did not answer. A troubled look passed briefly across Haruka's face, but she continued.		Tomoko did not answer. A troubled look passed briefly across Haruka's face, but she continued.

	"None of us are as skilled as you, Shou-i... well, maybe except ~~Shou-i~~ Beurling. But anyway, even though we're all weak, when we work together, we thought that maybe we could help you at least a bit. T-Teamwork, you know. So, um... if you could just work together with us as well..."		"None of us are as skilled as you, Shou-i... well, maybe except P/O Beurling. But anyway, even though we're all weak, when we work together, we thought that maybe we could help you at least a bit. T-Teamwork, you know. So, um... if you could just work together with us as well..."

	"I'm fine by myself."		"I'm fine by myself."

Selkirk at 01:14, 3 December 2009

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	"......"		"......"

	Tomoko did not answer. With a ~~conflicted expression~~, ~~Haruka continued~~.		Tomoko did not answer. A troubled look passed briefly across Haruka's face, but she continued.

			"None of us are as skilled as you, Shou-i... well, maybe except Shou-i Beurling. But anyway, even though we're all weak, when we work together, we thought that maybe we could help you at least a bit. T-Teamwork, you know. So, um... if you could just work together with us as well..."

			"I'm fine by myself."

			Tomoko stood up.

			"Shou-i Tomoko."

			"It's... easier for me to fight alone. I'm sick and tired of being held back."

			"But aren't we supposed to be a team!?"

			Haruka shouted out loudly.

			"I didn't come to Suomus to play house and make friends. I came here to fight."

			With that final parting shot, Tomoko left the sauna room.

			As she wiped her body off in the dressing room, she felt someone else enter the room, and stop near the wall.

			"Who is it?"

			Tomoko turned around. It was Beurling.

			"What do you want?"

			In reply, Beurling silently waved a hand through her silver hair, then said in her usual flat tone.

			"Got a minute? We need to talk."



			Beurling led Tomoko to the hangar, to where the squadron's Strikers were lined up in orderly rows.

			"So? What did you want to talk about?"

			Beurling did not reply.

			Instead, she looked down at her own beloved Hurricane. She reached out and brushed one hand along its side, seemingly lost in thought.

			"If you've got nothing to say, I'm leaving."

			As Tomoko prepared to leave, Beurling finally answered.

			"I was in Ostmark before."

Selkirk at 06:57, 7 August 2009

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	Each time the attacks came, the girls of Kauhava AFB would fly to meet the attack, and fend it off.		Each time the attacks came, the girls of Kauhava AFB would fly to meet the attack, and fend it off.

			Among the defenders, Tomoko's performance was stellar, and her score made up over 40% of the enemy fighters shot down.

			However, as her own victory count increased higher and higher, the other members of the Suomus Independent Volunteer Air Squadron sunk ever deeper into the gutter.

			Every time the SIVAS attempted to join in the fighting, Tomoko would refuse their aid vehemently. Even in the rare cases where an enemy got on her tail, she would merely say things along the line of "I don't need any help, I'll be fine. Don't get in my way."

			True to her words, Tomoko was never showered in enemy rounds... but even with the squadron assertively offering their help. Tomoko merely looked at them icily each time it happened.

			Before long, the only contact Tomoko had with the rest of the squadron were simple greetings on the few occasions they chanced on each other in the barracks.



			Two weeks after the first attack... December was half gone. With a blizzard already blowing early in the morning, the analysts predicted that there would be no Neuroi bombing runs.

			In other words, the first day off for the Witches in a long time.

			Both 1st Squadron and the SIVAS were removed from standby, and given the chance to refresh their exhausted bodies after the consecutive sorties of the previous few weeks.

			Tomoko found herself heading towards a facility that seemed out of place on an air force base... a sauna.

			Constructed next to the barracks, the solidly built brick sauna was one of the favorite places to relax for the personnel working on base.

			Heated rocks on stoves beside wooden boards for sitting, and pouring water over oneself after working up a sweat. That was a common type of sauna in northern Europe.

			Tomoko was sitting on the boards, with only a single towel placed on her lap. Beads of sweat formed on her smooth skin, sliding down as they formed larger drops. Her wet, black hair clung to her body. The pale creaminess of her skin contrasted starkly with the black hair, like a well-made painting.

			The sound of the door opening　made Tomoko turn around.

			Standing at the doorway nervously was Haruka, wrapped in a towel.

			"Um... do you mind if I join you?"

			She asked, and Tomoko nodded.

			"Does it even matter if I say yes or no? Come in."

			Haruka stepped quickly over to Tomoko's side with a pitter patter of her small feet, and sat down.

			The smaller girl glanced nervously at Tomoko sitting beside her, blushed, then lowered her gaze shyly.

			"What is it?"

			"Oh, u-um! Congratulations on shooting down forty Neuroi!"

			"Thank you."

			"I've heard that in this Neuroi war, only five other mechanized air infantrymen have shot down over Neuroi. Shou-i, you're really amazing. I'm as happy as if I had done it myself."

			Haruka lowered her gaze again.

			"Um... Shou-i Anabuki. There's something I'd like to ask for."

			"What is it?"

			"Well... could you make up with everyone else? P/O Katharine, and P/O Beurling, and Sgt. Ursula... they've all seen the error of their ways. We're all training up our skills seriously with everything we've got now. So that, maybe, we could actually be able to help...?"

			"......"

			"Sgt. Ursula has been developing new equipment this entire time too. She said that she's thought of some promising new designs. Once she's done, could you maybe review it for the higher-ups?"

			"......"

			Tomoko did not answer. With a conflicted expression, Haruka continued.

Selkirk at 14:17, 12 July 2009

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Selkirk at 14:15, 12 July 2009

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	Haruka chimed in.		Haruka chimed in.

	"W-We're coming into range now! Just hold on for a bit longer, ma'am!"		"I-I'm coming into range now! Just hold on for a bit longer, ma'am!"
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	Tomoko shouted in reply.		Tomoko shouted in reply.