Soon, the next day arrived, everyone was with their same routines and so did Hans. He then quickly finished his work and got back to his game again. While wandering around the isle in his Pz.IV F2, admiring the marvelous base they built, a random guy suddenly went up to Hans.
"Hey, Hans, any ideas how we are gonna name this place?" He asked
"Why are you asking me so sudden?" Hans replied
"You're the admin after all" the reasoned.
"Okay, fair enough.....now you mentioned, I've never put my thought on it. Let me see..." said as Hans put the question to the public chat box on Discord
"Alright, boys and girls! What shall we call our little island?"
Multiple voting and argument were carried out. They soon decided to stick with the name "Parabellum". Since this is a fantasy world according to the presence of monsters and beasts, even there were some Goblin Mages that fired fire balls at their tanks like HE shells, if our guys want peace, they should prepare for war, for far more dangerous threat.
Soon, another question popped up from a random member "How about a name for us?"
"DEATH MACHINES OF COURSE!!! WE ARE TANKS ANYWAYS!" Pro was quick to bring up that name and with a convincing reason, everybody agreed with it.
Closing Discord, Hans was about to go again. But....
*DISCORD SOUND* "What is it again?" he thought annoyingly while checking it out
"Oi! Guys! I've just figured out something! Good news and bad news" It was our Bri'ish guys, Jackson!
He continued "Good news is we got a few new tanks and two whole news tech trees!!! It wasn't there yesterday, was it?!"
Seeing that, Hans immediately checked the Research tab. And there it is, two new tech trees: Czech Republic and Poland; also, some new tanks such as: FV215b 183 (looks like FV4005 got a friend, heh?), Waffentrager auf E100, Jagdpanzer E100, bla bla bla.
"Wtf? Gaijin and WarGaming doing collab? Am I dreaming or something?" Hans thought in disbelief.
"And....bad news is I know why this is the Ultra Realistic mode. Guys, please Ctrl + S (Personal Stats) for more detail" Jackson sent in another text.
"Hmm...I wonder what is this stats is about?" Hans proceeded to do the combination
And 'a bucket of water' was thrown at Hans's face.
"No no no.....wait wait wait..... this is not good, absolutely not good at all! We need fuel now?! Guess we need to find OIL quick!"
(wait, there's more)
"Wait what?! We need food too?! FOR WHO?! Wait....OOOooohhh....the crew"
"Maaannn....We also need minerals for ammunition and kits....."
Hans was deep in thought on his chair, but then a light bulb appeared up on his head.
"Oh yeah! The mods!"
As fast as he could, he started texting
"GUYS! WE NEED EVERY MODDERS IN THIS SERVER TO BUILD SOME FACTORIES, FARMS, SUMMON SOME NPC AND GET THEM WORK ON THOSE. ALSO, ABOUT MINERALS AND OIL, SOMEBODY DO A QUICK SURVEY ABOUT THIS ISLE PLEASE, USE X-RAY MOD, BLA BLA BLA.... ANYTHING! I WANT THOSE OIL NOW!"
"That will do" he thought
As soon as the orders were given, the whole server then getting to work, well.....modders only. And sure is the island didn't disappoint them, they hit a jackpot, there were a lot of minerals in the mountain areas and oil here and there at some places. A system was set up to replenish supplies for the whole server. The problems are all now solved. Actually...not all of them.
Because miles away from the island was a massive fleet of hundreds of Buza and Drakkar ships, a few of Dragon Carriers. Yep, you didn't heard wrong, dragon carriers, which work exactly like our aircraft carriers. And lastly, a Corvette ship, seems it belong to the high ranking people. They are all slowly moving toward the island from the West.
"CAPTAIN! THE ISLAND IS UP AHEAD!" the scout man standing on his high ground of the Corvette reported to his captain, who is wearing in luxury
"Alright, gentlemen! The island can be seen now, the scouts we sent weeks ago said it were full of monsters. Our king's paid a big price for this expedition, even got us some ships from the second civilization countries. DO.NOT.FAIL!" he spoke through a magic stone, similar to our modern radio.
"We will not disappoint you, captain" multi voices were heard through the stone.
"Good! Let's follow the plan. First, send in the wyverns accompany our cannon firing and burn that forest down. Then we'll invade the island in waves with all the mercenaries at the front line and knights at the back. Lastly, we...."
Before the captain guy finished briefing the plan one more time, a sudden shout was heard from the scout man
"Captain! I spotted multiple strange structures on the island!"
The report came in gave the captain a baffling look on his face
"I didn't remember there is any mentions about strange structures in the report sent by the scout" he thought
He then exiled from his cabin, walked to the front of the ship and pulled out a monoscope to have a more personal and clear look of these 'strange structures'. And they were! Tall towers with 'sticks' pointing into the sky, a long straight road way where a lot of 'monsters' take off from and land, lots of unidentified noises also come from the place, etc.
Soon, another report came in from the scout man "Sir, there are two something approaching us from the front!"
Switching to see the two objects, the captain was shock. The objects are in the shape of small boat but made of metal. Normally, ironclad ships are more likely to be seen around the first and second civilization areas and rarely third one. The ship-like objects also seems to have the 'sticks' similar to those towers and they are moving very fast!
Focusing more on the objects, a shiver was sent down the his spine, there are skeletal figures manning the objects. A sudden thought ran through his mind, a thought of the demon lord's army from the far South of the region might have came here before them by the use of dark teleportation magic. He immediately ordered the whole fleet to surround the objects and start firing right away. But, unbeknown to him, that would be the worst mistake in his life.
*A FEW MINUTES AGO*
*SOME KIDS POV*
Two kids (seems to be brother and sister) in their respective coastal ships: the American PT-103 and the British Fairmile B (ML345) were patrolling the West side of the island, near the airport because of the report of the frequent presence of sea monsters.
"Not gonna lie, this skeleton crew mod is dope as hell, brother. Our modders really know what cool is!" the kid in the British ship commented
"Haha, I bet the enemies will shit their pants once they see us" her brother replied
"Brother! Watch your mouth! Mom could have heard that!" she warned
"What? Oh c'mon, I'm sure she's not here" he calmly answered
"I heard that, kids!" a voice came from their bedroom door and then silence came by
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They then laughed their asses off because of the funny situation they were in. But soon, the fun was cut short by the brother's discovery
"Uhm.....sister? Do you see what I am seeing?" the brother sudden asked as he pointed his turrets at the horizon
"Huh?" confused by her brother, she also looked at the same direction
Multiple small dots could be spotted through their binocular
"Wanna check it out, sister?"
"Sure, but before we go, you go report this to the others on Discord"
"Okay, I'll do right away!" said as he finished texting and soon followed his sister to the suspicious 'dots'
*A FEW MINUTES LATER*
As soon as they approached closer to the 'dots', they soon realized the 'dots' were hundreds of Viking-like ships and those which similar to the pirate ones from the movie they watched
"Are you sure we should approach these guys, sister? I mean they could be dangerous or something" worryingly said as he continued to update the situation to Discord
"C'mon little brother, be realistic, they used sail and we used motor. Besides, we got more powerful cannons than them, what could go wrong" she replied with optimistically
"But they got more cannons than us, even inaccurate they have the numbers to fix that! Like a wise man once said 'If one gun is not enough, use more guns'"
"Nah, I'm still sure that the chance we fail this is pretty small"
"But it's never zero"
"Ok brother, you're starting to be annoying"
"And you're starting to be a fu..."
*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*
Their argument was cut short by sudden cannon firing and rains of arrows from the enemies which startled the duo.
"RUN! RUN!" in panic, they shouted at each other. They then started shooting back by using turrets, AAs, torpedoes and mines; took down some of the enemy ships and wyverns but that's not enough. The brother swiftly switch to voice-chat room to call for help from the higher-ups.
"GUYS! PLEASE HELP! THEY ARE ATTACKING ME AND MY SISTER! THEIR SUDDEN ATTACK ALMOST GOT ALL MY CREW!....."
There was a short silence
"OH MY GOD, THEY ARE SENDING DRAGONS NOW! NOOOOO....Okay, I'm ded!"
Pro was sent to the bottom of the ocean by wyverns' fire balls. Luckily, the sister reached the safe zone in time where more larger ships are preparing to advance to the enemy position. While on the sky, the closer the wyverns got to the island, the more of them were put down by AA guns, flak towers and fighter planes. And the wyverns were all soon taken down. BF-109s, Stukas, Corsairs, Mustangs, Spitfires, Yaks, Zeros,.....all now joining in the fight avenging for da fallen little pro.
EVERYONE IS HERE!
END OF THE CHAPTER