Another Day in The Battlefield Prologue

C.E 27th July, Imperial Capital Berlin/

Somewhere

The First thing “he’ felt was a blinding light. Surrounded by a surreal feeling of

gentleness and warmth, “he” enjoyed a brief moment of peace, this warm yet

slightly prickly sensation could completely make one forget oneself,

Forget oneself? Right, as if something was lost, but what was it? What was the thing

that had been forgotten?

Before even thinking about it, “he” started to tremble all of a sudden. After a short

moment of delay, its mind began to

comprehend the feeling of coldness that

could easily penetrate the skin. Just like a newborn baby feeling cold for the

first time. However, the subject in mind didn’t have the luxury to experience

it in the full.

As if suddenly encountering the assault of the previously know yet forgotten

sensation, “he” began to panic under the intense feeling of suffocation and

started to struggle.

Lung, body every single cell within the body screamed for oxygen, the pain was unbearable,

Unable to remain clam and to think, the only thing “he” could do was to

struggle.

Without being able to exercise and control of the body, the only thing “he” could do

was to struggle painfully  under duress.

All of the pain and suffering had easily clouded its consciousness, and then, as if finally liberated from human existence which had not cried for the longest time, the body started crying instinctively

With the consciousness murky and the sense of self a mess, “he” opened its eyes to a

gray sky. A blurry world…. No, perhaps it was only its vision that was blurred?

It was a twisted world seen through unfitting spectacles. The outlines were

blurry and the chaotic colors, even “it” who had not felt as much emotions in

all those years began to sense the unease.

After what felt objective to be about 2 years, “he” finally started to gain back its

consciousness and form, felling only pure confusion.

Just what the heck is going on? What happened to me? “he” entered a vessel that was

unable to maintain consciousness for long periods of time, and still couldn’t

properly recall this information. There for “he”

was unable to understand why the sound of a baby’s cry that was barely audible each time

it’s consciousness began to fade had made “him” feel embarrassed

Mature adult aside, a baby would normally cry. Given a fair chance and appropriate protection, by rights a baby shouldn’t feel “embarrassed” at all. Therefore, “he”, with

it’s senses and consciousness all jumbled started to relax , and threw this unclear sense of shame deep into the recesses of its memories

After that, although still confused, “he” had finally gained a general idea of the situation “he” was currently in, yet even then, it only further added to its confusion. “he” clearly remembered that it was at the platform of the Tokyo Line, However, after snapping back to reality, “he” found himself inside a thick, stone-built, western-style building with a mother-like woman wiping its chick. If this was an hospital, it was understandable ton infer that an accident had occurred.

That could also explain as why its vision was blurry due to having suffered an injury.

However when its eyes could finally began to see clearly of its surroundings, all that was

in view under the dim lights were the figure of a woman wearing an noble dress.

The reason for the dim light… if not mistaken, would be due to the candles or gas lamps which clearly Belonged to a different era.

“Come, Friedrich  , ahhhhhh----”

At the same time, “he” discovered something that was abnormal; there were no electrical

appliances in the room. In the modernized society of 2017, the room it was simply contained way too much old and useless junk and was lacking in electrical appliances.

Are these People Mennonite conservatives or the Amish? Even so… why? Why am I in a place like this?

“Friedrich? Friedrich?”

An unexplainable situation. The multitude of question and doubts kept piling on and on

“Alrighty, be obedient and open your mouth, Friedrich”

The current question Which need to be answered, was, “Just what is going on?”  Thus, “he” shifted its vision to the spoon served in front of it, But even though “he” had noticed the existence of the spoon ,

the thought that was the spoon was for itself had never occurred in its mind. All it felt was to question why that “Friedrich” person still hasn’t eaten yet.

“Don’t  be picky now. Come. Ahhhh-----”

It was a spoon of stewed vegetables, but at the same time of this spoon, without a doubt,

dragged “Friedrich” back to reality

The over-stewed vegetables was the only thing that was stuffed into its mouth.

But the one who was forced to eat this, this unexplainable situation only made its thoughts even more confused. In other words: that...was me. The one they called Friedrich.

And Then “he” screamed form the bottom of his heart---- “Why?”

End of Prolouge

Another Day In The Battlefield 1 Chapter 1.1

The Forest in Nyborg

C.E 1915 August , Northeast ******** ****** Nyborg Warzone / First Defense Line

"Why? Why is this happening?"

Holding a rifle in while reloading it and taking aim to the enemy taking down 3 enemies,

the consciousness known as Second Lieutenant Friedrich Wutterburg, bestowed

with the ability to soar in the battlefield kept asking himself.

“Why? Why did things turn out this way ?”

“This is Trooper 0019 to Nyborg Control. I repeat, Trooper 0019 to Nyborg Control Please Respond.”

Battling in the fogy forest of Nyborg was a black silhouette.

Firing behind a dug hole while trying to confuse the enemy was the company leader that is the pride of the imperial-logistic battalion –that was me, who was reincarnated into a military soldier because of some accident.

The thing attached in his uniform

was an item that used to enhance their physical abilities using scientific

methods such as their speed and reaction time that allows them to have more

chances to their enemy.

This was the modernization of an ancient exoskeleton using science as the name implies, it was an small device that makes a military uniform an exoskeleton.

The mission was to guard a military defense until the reinforcements arrive and be an

artillery observation in that designated place

“Trooper 0019, This is Nyborg Control. Reading you loud and clear”

We thought it was nothing, just a guard mission at the imperial-Federation national

border. Only that when we were performing our duties, we spotted movements in the forest and contacted the Nyborg Command Center

“Trooper 0019, We saw movements in the forest”

“Nyborg acknowledge. Your observation zone has been assigned to an artillery battalion.

Designation: 201st Goliath battalion. This arrangement will sand until you

receive another order, or the mission is complete, Over”

The general allocation of human resources was based on the geopolitical needs of

the Empire. For historical reasons, the Empire is located right in the middle of the continent, so they have had to think of their neighboring countries as potential enemies.

To defend their vast territory, their troop numbers were always a tricky topic.

To resolve this problem, the conclusion painstakingly reached by headquarters was to efficiently use every resource available to them.

“Trooper 0019, this is the artillery battalion form the join division, 201st Goliath, do

you copy”

“201nd Goliath, this is Trooper 0019 Reading You load and clear I have an visual on

the enemy infantry approaching. Telemetry has been sent. Please acknowledge”

“201st Goliath roger……. Conducting first ranging shot.”

And so, Second Lieutenant Friedrich Wutterburg, who was commissioned into the military, made a periodic radio checks with practiced hands via the signal set, performing his duties as a forward artillery observer in the Northeast Forest of Nyborg.

“To be honest, I do have complaints about why I am guarding in such a place"

“Confirming raging shots….  Confirmed target within shot range. Shot deviation less than 20 meters form the target’s center. Please

proceed with the bombardment.”

“201st Goliath copy. Commencing fire mission.”

End Of Chapter 1.1

Another Day In The Battlefield 1 Chapter 1.2

Despite the blue eyes that was relentlessly observing the situation in front, it was

undeniable that there were flashes of frustration within them.

“Why am I in this different world turned back into a child, had my gender change,

and f**ighting a war?”

The thing that annoy me the most are the changes to my body. The body of a child is very inconvenient.

And the size difference is excessive. And ever since I enlisted into the army.

I’ve had plenty of experiences that remind me that I am now a powerless child.

That was until I understand with that thing that the world is structured by three

vectors forces and learnt the technique to interfere the data of this world.

Before that, I had to rely on this Exoskeleton and with this uncoordinated arms

and legs struggling upon the bare earth

After putting tremendous effort, I became a skilled in using the exoskeleton that

were reliant on thinking than instead of my physical body.

However The Strange consumption of energy by the exoskeleton is solved with a convenient item.

However, there is some problems with it doesn’t bring the full potential of the

exoskeleton.

"So does it means that we need to attach it to the exoskeleton right?"

I see, SECCs or Skeleton Energy Consumption Control is used to control the exoskeleton.

Speaking of which why is the exoskeleton was made in the first place?

It was because of the rapid deterioration of relations between the Empire and the surrounding nations, which isn’t a recent event

A long time ago, the Empire and the Bolshevik’s had an unofficial dispute over the drawing of the national border.

A least on the platform of international politics, neither parties argued over the ownership of the territory in question.

But this was only because of the overwhelming strength that the Empire had; that’s why this problem was kept surfacing.

For Friedrich, this situation was actually very

simple, it was the same reason why smaller nation wouldn’t enter the border disputes with the Soviet Bolshevik’s Union by themselves.

…The past could only be discussed using past tense, which was the only regrettable thing.

A Few coincidental events happened at the border. The border garrisons form both

nations misfired accidentally, and firefights broke out because of some misunderstanding.

These issues could be resolved by the commanders on the ground, but it was clear the situation was becoming tense.

If The Empire moved into pre-war footing early, Friedrich would be able to retreat to

the rear lines and be assigned to non-combat duties, After all, before the war began, Warrant Officer Friedrich Wutterburg was just a cadet officer from Officer Cadet School.

Trainees would just be a burden on the frontlines, And so, if the Empire had been able to recognize the situation and make timely

preparations , Friedrich could have looked forward to her transfer to a research unit work as an administrator in the rear.

 End Of Chapter 1.2