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Debauchery Worlds

Chapter 7

-VB-

In Chapter 5, three clones were sent through a portal into an unknown world for exploration. The purpose is simple: gather anything that helps the Legion.

While the rest of the Legion/Mercenaries on David II were giving the poor general a migraine, the clones

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2-D

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Day 1

The forest we - 2-C, 2-D, and 2-E - found ourselves in could be classified as a temperature forest. Oxygen was around 16%, carbon dioxide was around 0.4%, which was around ten times more than Earth’s atmosphere while oxygen was three-fourths of Earth's.

Still, it was breathable and without much issue.

Day 3

We followed the river downstream toward the south. Our long range scans, maxing out at 5 kilometers, showed us not a lot. Just a lot of trees, useless rocks, and a river.

Day 6

We found a village filled with elves. Real life elves. They weren't the LOTR elves, WoW high or night elves, Warhammer elves, or Elder Scrolls elves. We didn't approach the village, keeping it at the edge of our scanning range while we explored around it for more clues as to what world we may be in.

Day 7

A fucking dragon attacked the village, and we couldn't get there in time. It took us five  minutes to cross five kilometers thanks to our power armor, but even that was too long.

We found a single survivor, and rather than leave them here, we decided to send 2-E back to Home Base with her.

We continued on with the exploration.

Day 8

We ran into JSDF soldiers.

Considering that the Japanese Self-Defense Force ceased to exist on Earth Bet after Kyushu’s fall and the subsequent collapse of the legitimate government, these people had to be from an alternate Earth with either access to technology … or due to a portal made by the locals.

Or.

Or, just maybe.

We were in the fictional universe of GATE: Thus the JSDF Fought There. Just like Worm was. A dragon hitting an elven village in the middle of a forest, Check. JSDF platoon led by Itami whatever finding themselves here, check.

… Was the verse where our Home Base was at also a fictional universe, or was our power just fucking with us and sending us specifically to fictional universes through “random” chance? Ugh, the existential crisis was rearing its ugly head again. We already went through this shit when we first landed in Worm; we don’t need it anymore!

-VB-

Yoji Itamia (first last), First Lieutenant of the JSDF

When his squad found this burnt-down village, he didn’t know what he was expecting. What he did find, however, made him scared to his bones.

The first, and the less important clue, was the giant lizard footprint imprinted into the ground from how heavy the owner of the footprint was. It could easily be a real dragon.

The second and the more important find was the encounter with the people in front of him. Full-face helmet, pristine white and red power armor, sci-fi rifles, and high-tech gadget that would have the Americans drooling with envy.

“Good morning.”

A pause.

It was English, and despite not having had the best grade in that course, Itami understood what they were saying.

“U-Uh, hi?” he spoke up as the commander of the platoon. “You are Americans? Or English?”

The lead soldier - because that was definitely a soldier - tilted his head. "I suppose I am American by birth," he said. His voice was a little distorted. There was a double layering to his voice, probably created by the helmet. The soldier also didn't give any more information than that.

And Yoji didn't know what to do. Because it was one thing to run into science fiction people, but it was another to run into foreign science fiction people.

"... do you know what happened here?"

"Yes," the soldier replied. "A dragon wanted a snack, so it ate the elves. It’s a shame," he added at the end dispassionately.

And, just like that, he lost his wonder about the encounter. The man sounded so callous about what happened. Yoji, however, decided not to comment on it. He didn’t know who these people were, what they were here for … or even if they were from the same Earth as his.

After all, he was on a different world, so a parallel Earth with better tech with access to this world as well was not impossible.

“And the people? They are all…?”

“Not all. We managed to rescue one. Sent her back to where our people are for medical treatment.”

“I … see.” Yoji didn’t know how to approach a situation like this. One, there wasn’t any training for this kind of encounter even in the ranger course, and two, he did not want to find out just how powerful those futuristic rifles were when it was aimed at them. If they were American, then he knew how to act. These unknowns? Well, they were unknowns; he knew nothing so he also didn’t know how to act. For all he knew, they were deranged psychopaths ready to gun him down the moment he took a step forward; their casual dismissal of the dead lent more credence to the psychopath bit than it didn’t. “And may I ask what your purposes are here?”

The lead soldier - if he was a soldier - looked at him for a moment without speaking, making Yoji think that something really might happen, before responding to his question. “We are explorers.”

“Ah. I see. Explorers.” Explorers that were even more heavily armed and armored than soldiers? Or was the outfit they had on right now the norm for explorers where these people came from? “Would you be willing to talk to my superiors? He would be interested in meeting other humans…” The unspoken assumption was that they were humans.

The lead soldier looked at him for a bit longer, making Yoji and his squad uneasy.

And then, out of nowhere, he reached up to his helmet and pulled it off. And he was a human! Yokatta! He looked European…? No, the man didn’t look particularly like he belonged to any one specific place. Yoji would know because he’s met two dozen people from all over the world, and this man looked like all of them and none of them. “Sure. My name’s 2-C, and I’m the head of the Marris Mercenary Exploration Team.” Then he grinned. “Or you can just call us MET. Like we just MET you?”

Yoji rolled that around his head for a bit before he facepalmed. “Your organization name is a pun?!” he yelled in shocked surprise.

“Only the best!” the mercenary laughed.

And though Yoji was groaning audibly, his mind was running rather furiously.

A mercenary.

A mercenary.

A mercenary had every reason to gun them all down if it meant they could both prevent information leak and gather information on them. Yet here was this guy asking to contact the general.

“I’ll… I’ll call in and see. I’m not sure if our radios can reach our base,” he said, trying to obscure exactly where their base w-.

“Alnus shouldn’t be too far from here, right?”

Yoji looked at him in surprise.

It took a moment for the guy to realize what he said.

“Ah… I made a mistake,” the mercenary replied with the same casual dismissal he used to speak about the dragon attack.

And just like that, the atmosphere that had been steadily becoming more casual suddenly spiked with tension.

Yoji felt his grip on his gun intensify, and he even heard a click of safety going off behind him.

If the mercenaries in front of him heard it, then they made no sudden moves. Did they not hear that or were they simply confident in their armors? Yoji didn’t think they would have invested in bad quality armor that couldn’t even hear what he did when he was standing only five meters away.

He looked over his shoulder, saw how agitated his squad was, and shook his head. Then he mouthed “safety on.”

They did.

“Whew!”

He froze and turned back to look at the mercenary.

“I was afraid we were gonna get into a fight there for a second!” he said with a wide relieved smile. “It would’ve been awkward to get in contact with your general if we had to do that after we gunned you down!”

… Yoji had to privately admit that this man sounded very confident of his abilities to the point of sounding arrogant.

“You think the three of you can take us on?”

Yoji closed his eyes, and turned slightly - ensuring he still kept the foreigner in his line of sight - to glance at Sergeant Nishina, who looked irritated as hell. Oh, and also, Nishina apparently knew how to speak English fluently, even if his accent was heavier than a tank.

“Well, yes,” the mercenary replied. “We have the experience and firepower needed to survive the apocalypse that left our Earth uninhabitable.”

Bombs just kept on being dropped in this conversation, and Yoji still didn’t know how to proceed from here. Apocalypse? Uninhabitable Earth?

“Yeah, right! You could be making shit up for all we know!”

Yoji was just about to yell at the sergeant to shut up, but the foreign mercenary replied first.

“I mean, I should still have the body cam footage here somewhere that’s compatible with standard SD card… Here we go,” the mercenary mumbled before pulling out a SD card just as he said and just flippantly tossed it at Yoji. Despite the surprise, he caught it and looked up. “Well, go on.”

It was a good thing that JSDF provided soldiers in the Special Region with burner phones.

Yoji pulled his out, pulled out the sim card, and slotted the SD card in. His eyes nearly bugged out at the 2.5 terabytes of storage. Said storage was also packed to the brim. He moved his slightly shaking thumbs to the file location and … randomly picked a video. And screams immediately filled the burnt-out ruins of the elven village as Yoji saw mercenaries wearing armor just like the man in front of him going up against monsters.

The bodycam video lasted for all of three minutes before it abruptly cut off.

Yoji stood there for a few moments, trying to process what he saw. Bile threatened to crawl out and up his throat as he tried his hardest to keep himself still.

‘Videos can be faked. All of this can be faked.’

But the details were too vivid. There were too many videos. They were too consistent. This wasn’t an animated video, a complicated video game, or even a propaganda piece.

Just … Just to make sure, Yoji opened up another video.

When that video ended, he gave up on controlling the rest of his body and focused on keeping his stomach in check.

There was … maybe only one thing he could confirm here.

“Can you,” he asked as calmly as he could, which wasn’t very calm but Yoji lied to himself and said he was doing a very good job of keeping his voice very, very stable. “Shoot something? Like that tree over there with that rifle of yours?”

“Sure,” the mercenary replied casually before he turned around, exposing his back to Yoji and his squad, pulled his large rifle that was as big as two arms put together, and then paused. “Laser or explosion?”

“One shot of each. Please.”

A low-intensity red laser hissed out and struck the burned tree, and snapped it in half. The top half fell over backward, and the mercenary shot one grenade at it. It detonated and made a light show of luminescent light instead of an explosion of gunpowder and smoke.

There was now a crater where the grenade had gone off, and from where Yoji stood, looked like it was about half a meter deep and five meters in diameter.

Yoji took a deep breath in and let it out slowly.

“Thank you for the demonstration.” He knew what he had to do now. He unhooked the SD card
(never knew what kind of virus might be in it) and tossed it back. The mercenary caught it as he turned out and smiled. He put his helmet back in. “I’ll try to see if the general is willing to talk to you.”

“Wonderful!”

“Please don’t wiretap our communications. For the sake of a cordial relationship.”

“Sure. But, ah, before we part for a moment, what’s your name?”

“... First Lieutenant Itami Yoji. Yoji is my given name.”

-VB-

2-C

Itami was a smart guy. He almost immediately understood the implications of what he saw. If even a tenth of whatever video he saw was true in his mind, then he knew that the JSDF in the Special Region was now sharing the world with a technologically superior force. Of course, he doesn’t know that our numbers haven’t even recovered back into the low hundreds, but that was the critical information I didn’t share.

He also asked for evidence, of course, and I provided it. Our rifles haven’t changed in design since our first year in Worm (those laser rifles Coil’s mercenaries had been very good at their jobs… we just made it better), so it should match whatever happened in those videos, which was essentially a battle compilation of all of the battles we have been through during the Golden Morning.

Really, though, what did he see to make him shake so much?

I’m curious now.

I plugged the SD back into the suit’s system and pulled up what he saw.

… Ah.

The Teeth’s “betrayal.” Both of the videos. And particularly nasty ones, too. We, well the others before this me, had been in charge of defending the rear during the initial phase of the Golden Morning. The Teeth, obviously, decided they wanted genocidal anarchy and attacked us. It wasn’t out of the blue but they came at a time no one had their eyes on them: the peak of the first battle.

Despite our best efforts, we couldn’t save everyone in the ruins of Boston that we were using at the rear headquarter.

Yeah, those would make someone question things. And see horrifying things.

It wasn’t often that “murderfuck” happened on an ongoing battlefield, but the Teeth pulled it off before we blasted them to bits.

This left the rest of Itami’s squad with us and, well, 2-D got into an argument with one of the JSDF soldiers.

“No, milfs are the way to go.”

“I'm saying that college girls are the best!”

And it was about girls.

“Sorry,” I apologized to the women of the squad, and they just snorted in amusement. “But you can’t deny that this is amusing in an odd way.” An intrusive thought nudged into my mind. ‘Was I calling myself amusing? Is this a form of self-depreciation?’ And then I had another thought. ‘Wait, what if the general reacts aggressively to our existence?’ A part of the reason why the JSDF had reacted so tamely in the Special Region was because of their technological superiority. They could afford to be more relaxed. Now that we were here? That guarantee - and with it the reduced loss of life - was gone now. The general, if he was competent, will not make the same decisions he had made in canon… But then again, Japan wasn’t involved in most of the conflicts of the 21st century, so maybe their general might be less aggressive. Well, if we came to a head-to-head conflict, then we can always just go back to home base with NavGate.

So what should we do now that we knew what world this was? There’s plenty of people I was interested in, not really its resources. Maybe I can even get access to magic? And -.

…!

…!

…!

2-D immediately stopped arguing, put his helmet on, and quickly came to my side. 2-E did the same.

As the JSDF soldiers quickly mobilized at our sudden actions, I nodded to them as I activated the NavGate. “Sorry. It seems that there’s trouble back home.”

To think that the week we spent here in this world was more than a month at the Home Base.

Fucking Draconis Combine, attacking just as my squad was getting ahead in this world.