Balance - chapter 2 - faulty transmissions and roaring jungles

Southern coleria, 1999

"Hey Icy! Come look at this transmission"

Basilo, 1999 a week prior

"Meg, help me send this message to the collies!"

Northwind - Vioelian border, 1999 2 weeks prior
"Major general Lignerton, northwind is funding the rebels in coleria to hopefully distract Sangria and block Viridian trade routes with the center Palet countries. (Palet is apparently the name of this world. ik having a name for a world is strange) Hopefully if king Meriko is dethroned it will open a new front diverting Sangrian aid from Vioela to this new opponent. Your task is to protect this shipment of 13,000 firearms, 256 light tanks, 176 medium and heavy tanks, and over 130,000,000 dollars in other types of equipment safely to coleria in two weeks time. - Hopefully, General Reichen, spoken and sent by Private Hendaweii"

Kendall Hendaweii is a northwind volunteer under the battalion of General Reichen. He's a normally sized fellow, not stronger or weaker than any other man. He volunteered as soon as war with Vioela broke out. He's a naive but we'll spirited man who was unfortunately battling poverty making the army a stable source of income so that he could feed himself and pay the bills.

Meg

Basilo, 1999 a week prior of present day or two weeks after the northwind transmission.

Meg was sitting in a radio dugout in the now captured Renut. Since things here have calmed down might as well give a proper introduction on who she is. Meg is a 19 year old Viridian conscript. She's slightly below average in height, ethnically from Aurelia (basically Hispanic) with long brown hair currently in a uniform obliged bun. She has her uniform issued shirt tied around her waist while wearing a forest green tank top to stay cool during the summer heat. "Meg come help me transmit this message to the collies!" Charlie said. "We got VHS recording of a northwind message to Basilo!" "Really!?" She runs to the radio large radio. "What did it say?" "Said something about aid to Colerian rebels or some other shit. Anyways, we're sending two messages, the intercepted one, and our own telling them about what may come. So what I called you over here for is so you can climb up on the bunker with our radio dish and adjust it so it's facing east instead of north."

The atmosphere was filled with chatting and calling among soldiers and roaring rank engines. Renut was converted from a Basillian military defense town to a bustling operations hub. How things worked in recognized Viridian army hubs is that someone would get a mission and that person was responsible to round up a team of soldiers, relay back to a nearby headquarters that those soldiers were on this assignment and once they got approved off they'd go.

However while you weren't assigned on a mission you could be manning the protection squads, refueling or fixing, maybe sometimes even doing the radio communication. Like meg and Charlie who are sending it to...

Colerian contested territory, 1999 present day

Isekai rushed to a pickup truck with a radio. "Finally, so good news, the radio post hasn't fallen yet and it sent us this transmission about the fascist rebels! Northwind sent them thousands of weapons and hundreds of tanks.. " the radio man said. Isekai stood there taking off his helmet in the intense jungle heat. His hair was long like a civilians. The hair requirements for the Colerian army were way more laid back than the rest of Palet. He wore his uniform shirt with sleeves rolled up and unbuttoned revealing his chest and abdomen. Isekai is average height and well built.

"Cool but, any information about lost ground here?" Asked Isekai leaning onto the tailgate next to his friend Mikayla. (disclaimer: I had no idea until halfway through writing this that isekai was a f**king anime. Bro atp anime tiles have covered every word in the English dictionary) "A northwind section was set up on one of our islands near Viridia." She said swinging her legs back and forth while braiding her hair out of boredom. The standard Colerian uniform was a kaki helmet, shirt and pants with green accents. Nothing to expensive like the red Sangrian uniforms and it did then job of keeping troops camouflaged in the dense jungle. However the location they were at currently was the village of Nicajente and it was a buffer on between the main supply routes

As the troops there sit, listen for any news on the radio, talk and laugh it's filled with friendliness. Nicajente is behind them by a few meters while the trenches are in front. Isekai is having a beer with Makayla and his other friend Gejo. Others are smoking, it's just overall very relaxed even though they're in a warzone.

Suddenly the radio picks up "kshttzzss• 12 SgH1 20 RRgH5 infantry 89 possible destinations: San Gortsky, ksxzzzzzztchhh• Porta, Nicajente, Jonte pastsky. Last spotted: dal- skksshhh -pass. Over.

Fear quickly span across the area. 32 state of the art tanks having a chance to hit the Nicajente resistance compiled of just over 100 men and 14 tanks. Quickly the soldiers at the truck dispersed to the possible entry points while Makayla and Isekai went around warning the defenders who didn't hear the news. With northwind funding the rebels with their futurist military tech things were gonna get real messy real fast.d

Colerian defense forces didn't have the best technologies. They did have better helmets and were the only country to have automatic rifles be standard issue but that's about it. Nothing more to brag about.

Makayla and Isekai drove the truck back to the section command post "sir listen to the radio, there's fascist movement in the area" said Makayla. The two ran to their defensive positions. This fight was going to be very bad

Btw this is part one