Autopilot
A guided mortar system, shit ton of mines on the outside of the wall, Everyone has a gasmask courtesy of Bunzo, and apparently basically half of the army of FIN is gonna be present for the attack, so if we perfectly repel this? Well then we are gonna immediately counterattack and successfully win the war. Then after that, I can go retire.
The preparations are all set, and according to the prisoners who I had tortured the information out of, we got almost an hour before the actual attack starts. Which has everyone saying some tearful 'if we dont make it I hope to see you again in the next life' type of bullshit, and or surprise confessions of love. Like how Bunzo said to Craftycorn, which I didn't know that those two even met, nonetheless a thing, Dogday told me about it but she and everyone else seemed to think it was just an unserious relationship, like some hookup, but apparently they were in a fully serious relationship. Hell he even pulled out a ring and married her then and there!
The entire thing looked like a shitty but funny romance movie. Down to even when Bunzo said "Oh Crafty!" Like a million times. And also apparently everyone except for Dogday and Baba was already with someone. Like Kickin and Bubba, Hoppy and Bobby, and Maggie and Picky. It was kinda cute I guess, but anytime before a big battle like this I just imagine some drums playing in my head. Just keeping tempo because that's all what a battle is, a kind of tempo that speeds up and slows down. Of course not really being present for the get together makes the leader of it all wondering where the fuck you are.
"Hey Catnap, you're not really talking with anyone, is something wrong?" Dogday said, pulling me out of my drumming meditation. "No, I just don't know anyone well enough that I don't know who to strike conversation with." I replied. "Well you know me pretty well don't you?" She said. I wanted to say something snarky but her logic was sound. "Good point." I said, feeling slightly stupid because I could've been talking with Dogday this whole time. She's growing on me, the more we talk the more I like her it seems. "Lets uh- measure our hands together!" She said slightly blushing, which her asking that also made me blush a tiny bit. I simply nodded as I held my hand outward facing her, waiting for her to put her hand on mine. We eventually touch our hands together after a short while. Her paws are smaller and softer and smaller than mine, a contrast to the weathered and calloused appendages that I have.
After a while we both pull away and just talk about random stuff for a bit. Running down the timer for whenever the enemy comes by, but that didn't matter at that point, because I was talking with someone and enjoyed every moment of it. Anytime either of us showed a bit of interest for an experience that happened or anytime we had laughed was the happiest I've been in a while, probably ever, but it all never lasts for long. I checked my watch and saw that we only had about ten minutes left until the enemy would arrive. Quickly I told everyone to get into position because the battle was about to begin.
After waiting for the enemy to show up, like clockwork, as soon as the hour fully went by, we saw this plane high in the sky, drop some what we thought were bombs, so we ducked and avoided the explosion. But there was none, the canisters had landed and embedded themselves into the ground and started spewing out red smoke, quickly we all put on our gasmasks as the actual attack begun. Some sentries had alerted us that enemies were now coming in droves, in vehicles armored and unarmoured, and even a tank.
The drumming had started in my head once again, changing tempo up and down, all the other noises like shouting, explosions, and gunfire turned into muffled nonsense while moving in the clouds of red smoke as I just let my training and instincts take over...
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1 down...
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4 down...
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9 down...
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16 down...
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I got 6 with one grenade...
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Thats 43...
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69... I chuckled at the number...
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73 was the last one I counted before the rest had started retreating.
When the battle was over, the damage report followed. Baba and a few others had died while in battle and a lot of people were injured, but other than that, this can be considered as a complete victory. A successful defense and repel. Of course to fully pay respect to those who perished, we had buried them and held a short funeral for all of them. Some other news were we had found a willing prisoner this time, a gator who had surrendered when we found his hiding spot.
He introduced himself as allister and apparently he wanted to defect, although he might have been really fucking high because he was extremely calm and also just seemed really dazed while everything was happening. He then told us of the main headquarters of the prototype and the rest of his lieutenants are holding out in. And since we now know where we're going, we're gonna start the counter attack!
But before that, Dogday pulled me aside. "Hey, I just wanna ask tou something since I wasn't able to earlier." She said. I think I already know where this is going, she's gonna confess to me isn't she? Im not opposed to it, but all this will do is just cloud my judgement on the upcoming battle, I wish she would've just done this after though. "Catnap I- um. I really like you, I love you even. And I just want to know if you feel the same?" She lovingly said. This made me feel really good. "Well, if we make it through this battle, then you'll know how I feel." I said with a sly smirk. She looked away angrily and punched my shoulder. "Meanie!" I heard her mutter. I laughed as I pat her on the head. "Sorry Dogday, but you're just too cute." I said with a sly smirk again.
She then started to grab me and shake me. "Grrr!! You!- You!-" She said while still shaking me. When she eventually calmed down she looked at me with a pouty face. "You better keep your promise!" She said angrily. "I promise." I said while booping her on the nose. Surprising her and making her blush.
"I promise sunshine." I said, whispering in her ear. Giving her ear a small peck.