:: Dear Diary….. I levelled up! I levelled up! I levelled up!~♪. I’m a big girl now with a big bad@ss! You wouldn’t believe how exciting it feels to be this strong! I’m no longer a newbie now! I can rightly take on harder quests with more recognition now that my fame amongst the Adventurer’s Guild had increase! My Guild Rank is now Level 2! Can you believe it!? Nyaaa-haaa-haa! One day, I’ll become the strongest, the richest, and the prettiest Adventurer there was – and I’ll get all the hot girls! Nyaaa-haa-haaa! I’m a lucky Half-Elf! I’m a lucky girl! I got me a new class! It’s me pride and joy! HEY~♪! ::
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Name: ---- PASTRACHE MOONEYE
Gender: -- FEMALE
Age: ------ CLASSIFIED INFORMATION
====== LEVEL: 8
CLASS: United Colony Marine
RANK: Adventurer, Novice Rank 2
HEALTH POINTS: 30/30
CHARACTER POINTS: 0
STATS:
STRENGTH 14 DEXTERITY 19 PHYSIQUE 13 INTELLIGENCE 9 WISDOM 11 CHARISMA 16
SKILLS:
Professional Negotiator Lv. 2 -- (Bonus Charisma Checks) Housewife Level. 1 (Inherited Skill) -- (You can cook Home Meals) Poledancer Lv .1 -- (Swing it Baby) Groin Kicker Lv. 1 -- (Bonus Damage to Groin Area) Stealth Lv. 3 -- (Ability to avoid detection) Sprinter Lv. 10 -- (Bonus Dash Action, Double Movement Speed - MAX) Rifleman Lv. 3 -- (You can use long-bodied Firearms) Five-Way Shot Lv. 1-- (Auto-Target enemy, fire five rounds simultaneously) Anti-Infantry Shot Lv. 1 -- (Deal large amount of damage to one target) Silent Sniper Lv. 1 -- (Proficiency in long range shots) Demolition Practition Lv. 1 -- (Capable of handling and deactivate explosives) Mounted Gunner Lv. 1 -- (Bonus damage while shooting from Mount) [ CLICK TO EXPAND LIST ]
“Tee-hee! Isn’t my new and improved Character Card awesome, Nello!? I'm now a United Colony Marine! Praise me!”
“Uwoooooooh! Big Sis is amazing! She’s so cool!”
“Yes! Yes! Pamper me more! More! Nyaa-haa-haa!”
The T-34 Soviet Tank wish he had hands. It was so he could properly clap for the Half-Elf Girl who was dancing, hopping, and doing what looked like an Irish Jig on the spot with a pretty and toothy grin. He would have resorted to using his machine gun, but given how it wasn’t celebrating the victory of a big fight, he’ll have to postpone that level of fireworks.
Or else, he’ll scare away the rabbit and his family. That would make the Tank feel bad.
“Fu-fu-fu. Now that I am a Level 8 U.C. Marine, I can go the distance! I can tackle any challenge or mission I choose and I am more than capable of defending myself in a firefight! It’s alright, Nello, from here on in, I shall stand on my own two feet!”
“…..H…heh?...D-does this mean that…Big Sis, doesn’t want me anymore?’
“N-no! No! D-don’t wilt your nose! Don’t wilt your nose! That’s not what I’m trying to say! I-it’s just that, I can’t let you handle all the dangerous fights or force you to do all the hard work like some servant! This time, I can help out and take the weight off of your shoulders...legs...tracks...Nose!!”
Pastrache tried to calm the Tank from entering a state of depression. She would attempt to cheer him up by patting his nose, or trying to twist her face to make funny expressions. Such tactic was super effective towards crying babies.
So far, Nello's cannon was at half mast. It lost motivation to look up any higher.
“…Nello…Listen. I…Big Sister doesn’t want you to get hurt because of me. Ever since that Manticore almost killed us, I felt bad for feeling so weak. I…I want to protect you, as much as you want to protect me.”
“Oh! B-Big Sis is worried about me! I-I’m so happ—“
*FWWIIP – BONK!*
<< Nello used 76 mm CANNON. Dealt you -10 Bludgeoning Damage to your Chin. >> << Your Status is: Prone. Enemy have Advantage in attacking you. >> << Your Party Member is Revolting. Please seek out counselling. >>
“BFFFFGGFF!?”
“…Ah…S-SORRY! BIG SIS! I-I DIDN’T MEAN TO HIT YOUR CHIN WITH MY NOSE! I-I'M SUPER SORRYYYYY!”
Luckily, just luckily that Pastrache wasn’t talking the moment the edge of the cannon slapped up into her chin! If her tongue was halfway in between her teeth, it would have been beheaded without question! This is why you don’t talk while riding a horse in the middle of—GBEFFYY [>x<]!
“Cough Cough…Ab-abu fabu…Icth habt fouub…”
“…Wh-what? I-I can’t understand you.”
“Abu theb, abu faibu…Bont fuurbii…”
“…What’s a Furby.”
“Faabk!!”
No need to guess what that last word was, it wasn’t meant for children to decode.
The Half-Elf tried to regain her bearing while nursing her numb teeth (she still somehow knocked it out, don’t know how). While she was recovering from the blow to her chin, she thought she would take a moment and open up Nello’s Character Sheet to Inspect it.
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“….Bellosh Babus.”
Somehow, the mystical windows was able to recognize what she was intending to say and opened up several windows that belonged to her tank friend.
Name: ---- T-34-85 'NELLO'
Gender: -- Boy (CUSTOM INPUT)
Age: ------ 5 Days Old
====== LEVEL: 51
CLASS: Soviet_Medium_Tank (Custom Class)
RANK: Red Army Armed Forces, Level 1 (Private, Non-Commissioned)
HEALTH POINTS: 510/510
CHARACTER POINTS: 256
STATS:
STRENGTH 999 DEXTERITY 101 PHYSIQUE 9999 INTELLIGENCE 10 WISDOM 1 CHARISMA -5
SKILLS:
Combat Tank Lv. 22 Heavy Armor Lv 100 (MAXED) Soldier of the Red Army Lv. 10 Panzer Tank Killer Lv. 30 Armor Piercing Round Lv. 71 High Impact Round Lv. 61 High Velocity Incendiary Round Lv. 31 Machine Gunner Lv. 45 Anti-Beast Unit Lv. 1 -- (You have proficiency in fighting large heavy beasts) Cold Resistance Lv. 1 -- (You are able to survive in cold climates, no health penalty) Smooth Talker Lv. 3 -- (Your words have wooed a maiden to join your Harem) [ Click to expand ]
"...I seriously doubt the last one is a real skill, Nello."
"What last one? I can't see whatever you're looking at without lowering my nose and blocking your eyes...I don't know what you're talking about Big Sis."
No matter how Pastrache looked at it, Nello's stats were already in the Level 50 range. As much as she was jealous at first, given the fact that she understood that he used to be a weapon of war in his previous world. Maybe the reason how he was able to obtain such a high level so quickly, was the fact he had to fight monsters that were already 100 times above his level.
Technically, five days prior being transmigrated...he would have been only a Level 1 in an intense war.
"...Hmm. I need to step up my game if I want to catch up with him. It's only fair."
After she rubbed the soreness in her jaw, she turned to Nello and ask to sate a curiosity in her heart.
“Um…Nello. Cough. It’s okay, I’m not hurt but…Before you… well were transmigrated here, what did you do? Back in your world?”
“…Well…Like I said before, I had to fight a lot of German Tanks that was invading my home. I was rolled out the moment I was assembled and woke up with my crew members activating my engines for the first time.”
“So, that means you had a pretty rough beginning right after you were born. I feel sorry for you, Nello.”
“It’s okay Big Sis. I’m a Tank of the Soviet Army. My duty is to defend my country from enemy attacks…I…I’m just disappointed I wasn’t strong enough to keep fighting until the battle was over… I wonder if my tank brothers who were being rolled out now have helped to won the fight or not. Hmm. I wish they were able to scare the German Tanks out.”
“…….Um…Before, back in your old life, w…were you able to speak?”
“No. Not really. I couldn’t even move on my own without a four man crew to control me. I…I think I was something like a toy, where you had to play around with my control systems just to operate me in a fight. Even then, I couldn’t speak to my crew like I could speak to you right now.”
“It must have been pretty lonely.”
“A little bit. Not even my tank brothers stayed to chat with me right after we were born from the factories. They had to fight on different battlefronts to keep the German Tanks from entering Stalingrad or other cities.”
“……….You’re very strong, Nello. So don’t forget that. No matter what happens, we’ll stick together. Okay?”
“B-Big Sis?”
Pastrache smiled and reached out to put her hand on the front of the T-34 Soviet Tank. A sparkle was glimmering in her blue eyes as she stare righted into Nello’s turret head.
“We’ll work hard and climb to the top! We’ll kick down any obstacle or enemies who try to stand in our way! With your fire nose and my new Marine Rifle, we’ll win every battle we step into and walk away a happy girl and tank!"
"Oh! S-so ambitious!"
"I can see it, Nello! We’ll become super rich from all the successful rewards we would gain! Nobles will hire us to protect them, royalty will recruit us into their army! One day, we’ll make enough money to build a big strong house! Enough to fit a fleet of cute bunny girl maids! And you will get a super big stable as your own personal chamber!”
“YES! BIG SISTER! I’LL BE RIGHT BEHIND YOU! I CAN’T WAIT TO GET MY OWN BEDROOM! DAH!”
“YEAH! THAT’S THE SPIRIT! SO LET’S GO ON A WILD AND BIZARRE ADVENTURE AND KICK ORC @SS!”
‘URAA! URAAAA! URAAAAA!”
<< ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED!! >>
~ What Would this Country Be Without This Great Land Of Ours ~
You made the Natives Restless with your Patriotic Speech. Vive le Revolution! << You gained +300 EXP. Congratulations! Professional Negotiator Skill is now Lv. 5! >>
Seeing the Soviet Tank’s spirits up lifted with a flick of his iron barrel, the Half-Elf giggled as she happily turned about in a soldier-like twist and began to march towards the distance. Hup two three four, Hup two three four!
“Come on, Nello! For King, Country, and Cute Maids!!”
“Right behind you Big Sis! Dah!“
“…Wrong way Nello! This way! To the North!”
“Aye Aye Big S—“
*THWAK!*
<< Nello used 76 mm BARREL. Dealt you -10 Bludgeoning Damage, and -3 Surprise Damage. >> << WARNING: Your Health is now - 12/35. Please heal and examine your reflexes. >> << You are Prone again. Please seek counselling this instance. >>
“GUBYAAAGGFFFF!”
“…Ah! Sosrry, Big Sis, m-my nose kind of—“
“It’s fine! I'm okay...Cough... Onward hoooooo!”
".....YEAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
Picking herself up from the ground, Pastrache pushed off the dirt and grass from her clothing and happily walked onward, all the while her giant friend marched right behind her on its caterpillar tracks.
Like a true born soldier of World War II, all the while singing the Russian National Anthem.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrI28-4Zi_E)