Do Your Own Revolution-Chapter 131

#131

“Hammer 1. Report operation status. I repeat. Hammer 1. Operation status……”

Imperial Military Operations Center.

Hazy cigarette smoke drifted through the space filled with radio chatter from communications officers and Intelligence Department personnel.

“No response from all five infiltrating airships. Based on the situation, we believe they’ve been shot down.”

“Either they’re dead or successfully infiltrated. One of the two.”

Looking at the Kalhyram Army generals with their grave expressions, Field Marshal Keiren ground his finished cigarette into the ashtray.

‘Despite fighting wars for so long, I still can’t get used to this feeling.’

He had thrown his adopted son and son-in-law into an extremely dangerous mission.

And all they received were reports that only intensified their anxiety.

As he looked around the increasingly dark conference room with a quiet sigh—

Bang-!

“Y-Your Excellency-!”

An officer from the 12th Communications Unit, which was relaying external communications, burst into the conference room.

The generals’ attention immediately focused on him.

Though it would be natural to be intimidated by their gazes, the communications officer with lieutenant rank insignia placed a radio on the conference table with an excited voice.

“H-Here…! From the Republic’s broadcast frequency…!”

The officer adjusted the frequency with trembling hands.

– Citizens of the Republic… We advise you to evacuate Viselgrad… as soon as possible…

What finally came through was a voice that was all too familiar and welcome to Keiren.

“Field Marshal! This voice…!”

“It’s Brigadier General Eugene!”

After calming the outburst from the generals, Keiren clenched his fist and focused all his attention on Eugene’s continuing voice.

After filtering through some noise, clear words rang out from the radio that had locked onto the frequency.

– …I repeat once more. At 14:57 Kalhyram Empire time, with the execution of Republic Army Marshal Georgi Kalinin, the Republic capital Viselgrad has fallen to the Kalhyram Army. Citizens are advised to evacuate Viselgrad as soon as possible. ṟ𝓪ƝÓＢΕś

“Haa……”

A low sigh filled the conference room.

Keiren lowered his head as he listened to the broadcast from the radio.

“Gentlemen…”

Finally raising his head, he addressed the generals with a smile.

“This war is our victory.”

“Hahaha–!”

“Victory! Victory news-!”

“Those crazy mages actually destroyed the Republic capital! Just three weeks after war began! Haha-!”

The fall of the Republic capital, Viselgrad.

When the Special Magical Power Unit Commander’s voice announced this fact, the operations center instantly turned into a festival atmosphere.

“To all soldiers of the Kalhyram Army.”

Amidst the continuing cheers and exclamations.

Rising from his seat, Keiren met the eyes of the excited generals looking at him.

These were the talents he had nurtured for this day.

The empire’s army that he had finally brought this far – after removing the garbage who embezzled military supplies and cleaning out the vermin soaked in magic nobles’ money.

“Just now. Brigadier General Eugene, Commander of the Special Magical Power Unit, has captured the Republic capital Viselgrad.”

And this fact rang out not on the Kalhyram Army’s encrypted frequency, but on public broadcast.

Everything is going according to plan.

“Operation ‘Sledgehammer’ transitions to Phase 2 as of this moment.”

After taking a breath, Keiren spoke.

“All Kalhyram Army forces, charge.”

***

– …I repeat once more. At 14:57 Kalhyram Empire time, with the execution of Republic Army Marshal Georgi Kalinin…

“That crazy bastard Eugene, he really succeeded……”

At the same time.

Sprawled on the dirt ground and breathing heavily, Guille was also listening to Eugene’s voice coming from the radio.

“Commander… Are you alive?”

“Yeah. More or less.”

Answering the voice of another unit member sprawled nearby, Guille staggered to his feet.

“But still…”

What entered his vision was a battlefield turned into wasteland.

Looking around at the avant-garde sight of completely twisted terrain, Guille muttered in bewilderment.

“Seven stroke is really insanely powerful.”

Staggering across the scorched battlefield was Guille’s completely shattered unit.

Most of the Magic Corps and Imperial Guard Knight Order were incapacitated, and his own unit that had come as reinforcements had also suffered tremendous casualties.

‘The unit needs reorganization. In my case, probably a week in the hospital.’

Thinking this as he got up, Guille.

Though many subordinates had met their deaths, the fighting spirit hadn’t disappeared from his face.

Because their sacrifices were worth it.

Rumble……!

Soon after, numerous silhouettes appeared beyond the battlefield.

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Kalhyram Army mages numbering in the thousands, beyond hundreds.

“Orders have come from headquarters.”

“……”

“Operation ‘Sledgehammer’. Phase 2.”

Getting up with the help of his adjutant who had come to get him, Guille.

Hearing “Phase 2”, he steeled himself, gritting his teeth.

Right.

Can’t be whining here.

He met the eyes of the unit members looking at him.

“With the enemy capital Viselgrad fallen, their command structure has collapsed. Now that they’ve lost the great general Kalinin, the Republic army is nothing but a scarecrow.”

His subordinates looked at him with heightened eyes.

“But if you’re asking if the situation is entirely favorable… Unfortunately, it’s not.”

However, Guille calmed their triumphant spirit with a sobered voice.

“The 300 mages who captured the capital are the most crucial forces forming the core of the Special Magical Power Unit.”

“……”

“And the moment the Republic army units waiting near the capital realize only 300 troops captured it, they’ll immediately turn towards the capital.”

Republic army units pushing in from the western Republic, and Republic forces turning back to recapture the capital with their backs to the confused eastern front.

Forces numbering at least hundreds of thousands were converging on Viselgrad that Eugene had captured.

“Our division commander and other high-ranking mages will conduct defensive operations against the converging Republic forces.”

“……”

“The time we can hold out is two weeks at most. Even for the Special Magical Power Unit’s elite forces, holding out longer than that is impossible.”

After saying this, Guille spoke to the unit members under his command.

“So we advance to Viselgrad before their strength runs out.”

The fallen capital.

The collapse of supreme command.

The command structure thrown into chaos because of it.

What lies before the Republic army thrown into sudden chaos is a target of just 300 troops, not even company strength.

To kill them, the Republic forces will rush towards Viselgrad.

Whether for revenge or the honor of recapturing the capital.

And thus, the moment the Republic army’s attention turns to Viselgrad.

‘The border divisions facing us on the main front will be left alone on the frontline without rear support.’

Capture the capital to divert the enemy’s main force there, then break through the defensive line thrown into chaos during that time.

Using the Special Magical Power Unit main force consisting of about ten thousand mages.

This was Operation ‘Sledgehammer’.

Turn the Republic’s attention to the capital, then smash the shell protecting the Republic at that moment.

And that hammer was none other than his role.

“Our Special Magical Power Unit is the Kalhyram Army’s vanguard. We must destroy the enemy’s main force. Don’t give them time to prepare. We strike before they can even think of countermeasures.”

After taking a deep breath, Guille spoke to his unit members.

“Operation ‘Sledgehammer’, Phase 2 begins.”

“We’ll break through to the capital at maximum speed.”

***

“Damn it-!”

Bang-!

Republic capital Viselgrad outskirts.

Though the city was already surrounded by Republic forces, the 331st Division Commander of the Republic army gritted his teeth and trembled.

“Why… Why can’t we break through!”

One week.

For one week, the Republic army had advanced on the capital using armored infantry and railway artillery.

But every attempt to breach the city ended in failure.

Now on the seventh day, they even had to withdraw their encirclement to avoid the artillery spells being fired by the enemy.

“The 300 high-ranking mages occupying the Republic Assembly building… have restored the city’s defensive wall.”

What the Empire had but the Republic didn’t.

Mages.

The Republic army units without magical power awakeners were stuck just bombarding day after day, unable to breach the protective wall surrounding the entire city.

“We’ve tried everything to break through the protective wall, but simply……”

The adjutant reporting the miserable situation also had a dark expression.

Artillery fire against the city was ineffective against the protective wall.

The moment armored infantry infiltrated the city, detection spells laid by enemy mages exposed them.

What awaited Republic army infiltration teams that breached vulnerable areas were traps and magical power chains set up everywhere.

And sniping by mages ambushed throughout the city.

“Just 300 mages are toying with our division of over 100,000……”

While the 331st Division Commander was gritting his teeth like this.

Screech-!

With a distant whistle, an armored train arrived at the outskirts station.

Bang-!

Opening the door with a rough sound, what appeared was a young officer with a face twisted as if about to explode.

Seeing this, the Division Commander’s expression deepened.

Georgi Petrenko, son of Marshal Kalinin who died in the capital.

The Republic army’s only seven stroke mage had arrived.

“What happened?! What’s this nonsense flowing from the radio?! The enemy…!”

“It’s all true.”

Though Petrenko was shouting, forgetting even rank, there was no thought of scolding him.

The Division Commander could only relay the facts he had received, eyes tightly closed.

“Viselgrad has fallen to enemy mage forces. Marshal Kalinin and all supreme command staff… have been killed.”

“…!”

Thud-!

Petrenko staggered at the Division Commander’s words.

“No. No…! That can’t… That can’t be……”

Though he was reeling from the shock of losing his father, a different emotion soon welled up on his face clutching his head.

The enemy who killed his father Kalinin.

Eugene Lorentz, the enemy leader boasting of that achievement.

Hatred towards him.

“I will recapture Viselgrad.”

Hearing the coldly settled voice, the Division Commander nodded.

Only a seven stroke mage could defeat another seven stroke mage.

Knowing this fact, the Division Commander immediately called his staff officer to organize forces to accompany him.

“I’ll assign an armored infantry battalion and infiltration teams. Choosing brave souls willing to risk their lives for you.”

“Thank you.”

And so in one day.

In just the short time of one day, the 331st Division Commander organized the ‘Eugene Subjugation Force’ to accompany Petrenko.

Thud-! Thud-!

The Armored Infantry battalion waiting for orders in their heavy reinforced suits.

One of them came forward and saluted Petrenko.

“331st Division Armored Infantry Battalion Commander Raman. It’s an honor to fight alongside the Republic’s hero.”

“I’m Georgi Petrenko. Let’s kill that imperial devil together.”

The red bear emblem engraved on the reinforced suit.

Seeing it, Petrenko could somewhat guess this man Raman’s story.

Eugene was the one who killed the Republic’s Red Bear, Klaus Medvedev.

When the chance for revenge appeared, he must have volunteered for this subjugation mission.

The infiltration teams supporting the Armored Infantry were the same.

Those bearing grudges against Eugene and the Special Magical Power Unit.

This subjugation force was composed of avengers with their own different stories.

“The enemy movements at the border are concerning. The enemy’s intention probably……”

“Is to collapse the front line after drawing our attention here to Viselgrad, right?”

At Raman’s answer, who became the force’s unit commander, Petrenko slowly nodded.

“But it won’t go as they wish.”

He looked at the subjugation force members following him.

“It’s just a mage unit of about 300. If we can collapse the barrier and artillery strikes hit, you men here are more than enough to crush them.”

After finishing his words, Petrenko raised his fist to the sky.

“The Republic is the paradise of the people, our world won through struggle!”

“Kill the enemy! Beat them to death! Tear them apart-!”

Thunderous cheers filled the division camp, and Petrenko, having made his resolve, activated his magic circuit.

“Please wait, Father.”

Marshal Kalinin’s body returned by the enemy.

Holding his father’s name tag attached to it, Petrenko looked at the Republic capital surrounded by the barrier.

“I will bring that man’s head to lay at your grave.”

Viselgrad rising high like a demon king’s castle.

At its peak was the nemesis who killed his father.

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