The War That Transcends Timelines! 71 Marshall's Prowess

Location: HMS Dreadnought

POV: Kyle's

''Sir! Sir!'' An Oberst came running towards Nova, ''In the Marshall we trust!'' he saluted quickly before continuing to talk to Nova, ''Nova, the men request that you join the compet.i.tion.'' ''What?'' Novas asked bewildered, ''I do not have the time, can you not see I am currently busy!'' Nova said a bit annoyed. ''Sir please!'' The man asked again, 'Interesting, I remember some talk about an internal compet.i.tion on who is the strongest fighter.' I remembered. ''Nova I would like to see the compet.i.tion, please lead the way,'' I ordered Nova. Nova nodded in response, we turned around and started to head down into the central area of the HMS Dreadnought, there were all kinds of training facilities but also a large arena in the centre where members could combat each other for grudges, training, fun or compet.i.tion. We entered the room where the Arena was in, it was crowded, the compet.i.tion is mostly between Gold skulls, Silver skulls and Red Skulls. Currently only 8 Red skulls were in existence in the Organisation, it was the Highest Skull rank achievable, needing utmost Loyalty and combat strength, they are unchallenged by all those below, the crowd cheered at the two men currently fighting, one was a 4 star Silver skull and the other a 3 star Golden skull, the Silver skull has used brute strength to overpower most of his opponents, but currently the Gold skull uses tricks and speed to outmanoeuvre the Silver skull, and eventually the Gold skull won, he chipped away the Silver Skull's strength slowly but steadily, eventually causing the Silver Skull to lose.

The crowd didn't pay any attention to their surroundings as they were intoxicated by watching the fight, ''I claim the t.i.tle best Fighter the Marshall has, who dares steal it from me!'' The Gold skull said intimidating, Nova was about to step up to teach that fellow some manners but I held him back, ''Is equipment allowed?'' I ask Nova, ''yes Marshall, the fight allows the bringing of your own equipment only guns are not allowed'' Nova replied quietly in order to not attract attention. I light smile surfaced on my face, I put on the gas mask I had in my Storage slot, I equip the standard Black Skull clothing, deactivated the Wanderers gear in order to make it fair, I check my Katana for any chipped edges, seeing none I started to walk up to the arena, 'I have become rusty with my skills, we have 3 hours anyways guess I'll use it to train.' I remarked, making my voice deeper I shouted:''I challenge you!'' and jumped into the Arena, The man snorted seeing it was a Black Skull, it was not that he looked down upon him because maybe his skill is low but that his Loyalty is not on par with the Gold and Silver skulls, and low loyalty he sees as disrespect to his Marshall. ''I'll let you go first as I am a Higher rank than you.'' The Gold skull said seeing the 2 Star emblem pinned on my chest, 'I just have a few random emblems if I ever need to give one out, pretty useful now' I noted down. 'Would you like to activate self-defence system?' The wanderer's gear sounded, 'No' i replied in my head, 'I only needed that when I didn't know any skills.' I remembered.

''If you insist I will not hold back.'' I replied casually, The man didn't expect much, But oh boy was he wrong, 'Ding' Immediately a very fast Katana strikes a.s.sault him from every angle, almost making it seem like they are coming at the same time, the sound of metal clas.h.i.+ng on metal sounded through the Arena, the Gold Skull had no time to use his speed, if he tried a sword strike would immediately halt him, less than 10 seconds have pa.s.sed when ''I admit defeat!'' The Gold skulls aid desperately, the others just stood there dumbfounded with what just happened, it must be said that the last battle lasted 10 minutes, clearly showing the skill of each side, but in less than 10 seconds the strongest Gold skulls until now was defeated. The Gold skull walked dejectedly off the Arena to his fellow comrades, ''Anyone else?'' I asked, the crowd was silent, no one dared, 'Meh, guess I expected too much, it isn't that my men aren't skillful it is that the skills given by the system are too strong, unmatched, I have never checked my attributes ever again after seeing it once, because they are not necessary, my skills are enough.' I pondered, just as I started to walk offstage a man shouted ''I challenge you!'' I looked at the man, it was none other than Constantine(Zero), I light smile appeared on my lips, 'This is interesting' I thought as I walked back to the starting place in the Arena, ''I have challenged you, please forgive my disrespect, if you might be so kind and let me take the initiative?'' Zero said with a playful smile on his lips, 'Ha, wonderful!' I thought, ''Go ahead'' I responded, 'He knows it is me, I wonder why he challenges me though.' some speculation goes around in my head but no satisfactory answer could be found. 's.h.i.+t!' I curse in my head as I notice 10 thin sharp needles coming right at me.

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Time: 3 Hours Until Phase one

Location: 1st Underground Industrial City, Population 120,000, Specialised in Tank production, Completion 87%

POV: Mackensen's

''Sir!'' The white Skulls saluted as I walk into the R&D building, designated area XII, 'Sigh' 'Bio-chemical weapons, lab 12 specialises in the research of them, Adelger's apprentice is said to be holed up here, although I remember him by someone else's name, the exterminator, it was I who asked him, asked him to develop the gas hated most in the Weltkrieg. Mustard gas. 'Kyle asked me to check in every month to see the progress and keep Lab XII in check, no crazy super-inhumane experiments may be carried out.' He said. 'I just hope experiment Nr.137 is not completed yet, even If the Marshall demanded it, he called it the deadliest gas created yet, named Sarin gas he remembered its formula but not its creation process, hence Lab XII's existence is to figure out how to produce C4H10FO2P or its full name; (RS)-Propane-2-yl methylphosphonofluoridate.' I thought dejectedly, but then when I entered my worst Nightmare came true with the next sentence shouted by a scientist: ''GAS LEAK!'' Immediately a High-pressure valve bursts which transported the finished test gas into testing chambers.