The New Order
A red-haired girl stood strong with a rigid fierceness in her stance. 4 of the 8 team members in front already backed away as she mercilessly beats half of her opponents without much trouble.
"We give up!" The leader yells. He angrily slams his weapon on the ground as he picks himself up, his other members sour on the loss but understood the huge gap in their fighting.
"Pyrrha Nikos wins!" Glynda announces. "Once again your loss is because of your lack of teamwork. Mr. Winchester, please avoid being so brash and lead your team correctly. Perhaps having 8 people against Nikos was more of a disadvantage."
The student grumbles under his breath before walking away in shame as his teammates pick the others on the ground up.
"That's all for today. The dance is within the next 2 weeks on Wednesday. Although I will warn you to not let it distract you from your studies, the Vytal festival is underway and the combat tournament will be next month. Be prepared."
The blonde school disciplinarian turns to the door, not wasting time since her schedule of being the combat professor and Ozpin's personal coffee machine wasn't ending.
"Miss Goodwitch? I have a question."
She turns with a stern gaze at the redhead that spoke. "Yes, Miss Nikos?"
Pyrrha approaches, the sounds of her steps drowned out by the students leaving or chatting away after the lesson ended. Her hands were stiff - she was disturbed by an unnerving fact.
"It's about team RWBY… after that siege, there has been nothing being reported in Atlas. I heard from Blake that they were headed there in the last 4 days. I know they're technically exempted from classes but are they okay?"
Glynda had a slight frown that could be seen if you look closely enough. "There has been nothing as of yet - so for now relax and focus on the Vytal Festival. It's no time to be worried, that's our job as your caretakers. As long as you are in Beacon."
It was an unreliable answer, Pyrrha had to admit. 4 days after a deadly siege with no news coming out was bound to worry the world, especially when she knew her friends were part of it.
"Pyrrha? Is something wrong? We saw you talk to Glynda."
"Yeah!" Nora responds. "You usually only do that when asking about reeaaaally important stuff. Like how that thing with one of our friends kidnapping and-"
Ren swiftly slaps a palm over her mouth. It was too much being revealed by someone as loud as Nora. "Nora, please don't say anything more. You already revealed that RWBY was given privileges before."
Pyrrha brushes their worries off, intending not to concern her team leader. "Nothing important, Jaune. I'm just worried about our sister team is all. It's been days since I've heard from them. The last thing I know was Blake telling us that they'd leave for Atlas."
"The news about Ironwood arriving in Vale and then leaving to take the SDC right?" Jaune rubs the tip of his chin in contemplation. "Maybe it's related to that. Could it be possible that ermm... 'He' was the cause of this?"
It was a sobering thought, maybe Hanns wasn't as trustworthy as they all thought. Then again, they all heard his motivations. "That's certainly a possibility." Pyrrha sighs at the thought. "Let's go. We still have homework to do."
"Speaking of homework, when team RWBY gets back - do you think they have to do anything from the past weeks? It's a lot." Jaune mentions.
Nora jumps in front and slams a hand down to his head. "That's because you're just a dunce, dummy!" she playfully taunts. "It's not that much if you're me!"
Ren still not showing of any emotion whatsoever demonstrates to Nora the grueling reality of academics.
"Nora, you've only barely passed above the average and that's possible because I've been doing half of your work whenever you overdose on coffee. Even if you do answer, you somehow make everything wrong even when Pyrrha and I show you both the answer."
"Ren, you're silly. That's why I said it's not a lot of work, I don't do them anyway!"
Ren was unimpressed, though he wasn't able to show it due to his passive semblance. "That's not something to be proud of."
"Meh, doesn't matter! Let's head back, I gotta finish that new DLC they released!"
"Nora, we have homework." He grips her shoulder menacingly as Nora tried to dash to their dorms.
"...Fineeee, at least one quest?"
He was silent at that, it was obvious Ren wouldn't let her.
~
One long and torturous amount of homework later...
"Finally! It's still 8, if I drink some coffee maybe I can reach the end of this DLC if I pull an all-nighter!"
She pulls out a sizeable thermos as soon as she was done copying whatever Ren and Pyrrha were done with. Jaune was doing the same but actually putting in the effort to understand what was written down.
He failed, of course, Jaune didn't understand a damn thing.
Nora flips her collapsed scroll in her hand, waved it around, and flourishes it before opening the hard light screen open. "...Uhhh"
"Nora? What's wrong?" Pyrrha notices the drop in energy from the usually active member of their team.
Not saying a word, she turns on the loudspeaker and faces her scroll to the rest of the team.
"Is that... Weiss?!" Jaune stood up with a shocked look. It wasn't the sweet princess, his words, that caught his heart during the initiation period in Beacon, though that was his delusion of thinking that way.
Jaune can be pretty dense, and even then that was understating it. When Weiss showed a literal icy attitude during their first meeting, Jaune misinterpreted it as Weiss playing hard to get.
So when he saw what Weiss was wearing and then the intensity she had, there was no mistaking what had happened, Jaune could have finally gotten a brain cell to realize something so subtle like body language and the general atmosphere of a person.
That, or the fact she was passionately and almost angrily shouting a speech that had been spread around in the news.
"Citizens of Atlas, on this day we mark a transition. For decades we have been cursed with a slowly decaying disease called democracy... or so what the traitorous council has been telling us! This is no democracy, we have been misled and taken for fools!"
Weiss tightens her hand to a fist and slams the wooden pedestal she stood behind.
"Fellow Atlesians and non-citizens took up arms to protect from a common threat, the Grimm. It has shown today that I and many others whether Faunus or Human are willing to defend the civilization we have worked up to build."
She raises her right hand and with a claw-like gesture, she emphasizes her words with actions.
"But! Not only did we see firsthand the effects of a dying system, but we have also seen the fruits of the blighted roots of the corruption within! Enemies are not just from the outside of our walls - traitors are roaming around! In the streets and your home, your neighbor, your father, mother, or sibling could be the ones supporting such a decadent government! See through the lies of the council that worked so hard to hide the reality!"
"So what do I say to these leeches that threaten to suck the citizens dry? Try! Try and take away what we still have, try and ruin our nation more! Try and help the Grimm like the filthy monster sympathizers you are! Don't call yourself Human or Faunus, you are the same as the creatures we fight! How are we supposed to protect and finally break free from the threat of Grimm?!"
"These traitors shall be hunted down and defeated! Any collaborators will be treated the same! We are at an impasse - I am asking you, the citizens of Atlas, no, the wider world of Remnant... to see through the status quo, these are trying times. It's been long awaited for us to finally reclaim Remnant as our own!"
"The Atlesian military is too deep into the cancer called council-sanctioned crime, I have no choice but to reform this military into one that turns its guns for the greater good."
"In order to safeguard the nation, ensure stability for its people, and look forward to a better Remnant - the territories of Atlas will be reorganized into the first Größeres Volksreich, for a safe and secure society, which will last for a thousand years!"
A roar of cheers could be heard from the mic, it picked up the howls of support to the point that the audio was nothing but the loud phrase of "Hail Victory." being chanted.
"By bringing the city's standards up, uniting the world into one nationality and culture - the corruption that seeped its way into our lives will never resurface again! Hail Victory!"
The chants started again before the connection was cut and turned back into the normal news that was shown to be clamoring at the interruption. "...That wasn't a normal broadcast?" Jaune asked.
"Weiss... Ruby... Everyone... What's going on?" Pyrrha uttered.
~
There he sat in his office - alone and without his usual beverage by his side. A bitter taste was already in his mouth, he didn't need another drink after what he heard earlier.
The CCTs are all connected, so when an unintended broadcast came - it shocked the world. From each corner of Remnant, everyone connected to a local or regional CCT heard the calls for unification.
Though, what many focused on was the subsequent dissolving of Atlas as a nation and the formation of a new country out of nowhere. In only under a week such a power grab was in full force in the Volksreich.
"Glynda... I was wondering when you would show up."
Glynda walks out of the elevator and takes the position near Ozpin's desk. "So you have heard of it. Atlas or should I say the Volksreich has been taken by him."
"Truly, no one would recognize such an incident ever happening... with one of our students nonetheless... Haha." He chuckled at it.
Glynda knew it was no normal laugh - not one of joy but a wild reaction to a shocking situation. "What do we do?" she asked.
"Presently, ever since Lionheart's replacement as headmaster. I can assume Mistral is neutral in its stance on this new nation. The council there wouldn't want open hostility with Atlas- I mean the Volksreich."
"Our students, what has changed in them? I can see it in her eyes, headmaster. I know that look from veterans Huntsmen and Huntresses, a clear vigor in their cause."
"A questionable cause at that..." Ozpin adds.
He continues. "For now, contact the headmaster of Shade Academy. Go on full alert and increase the load on the students and active Huntsmen and Huntresses. Dust is controlled by the SDC, so start stockpiling."
Glynda's brow twitched and an ominous feeling reached her mind. 'Using the children? No... why would Ozpin ask students barely adults into service?'
"Are we going open to hostility against Hanns? You told him you are in an agreement." Glynda pushes up her glasses as she spoke, trying to hide her reaction to Ozpin's response.
"We are, nothing is stated in the agreement for preparing for an armed conflict... we are still allies in name. We must get the new headmaster of Haven in as well. We could be leading in dangerous territory. Caution is advised."
"Ozpin, are you insinuating another war could break out? The Volksreich against the world?"
He is visibly uncomfortable at the notion. He was Ozpin, a reincarnating wizard that lived through ages. Including being the one who fought in the Great War.
He was the Late King of Vale, the same one who won against the alliance. So knowing this, he already had seen the effects of a global war.
"A second world war, a terrifying thought. The world is changing again." Ozpin stood up and walked to the view overlooking Vale. "I need to use my influence to push for a militia and eventually a military."
"But, that goes against Vale's late king. His wish was to disarm the nations. Why stoop to Hanns' level? We adults can deal with it, no need to involve the academies in this."
"Glynda, I'm sure Vale's late king would see our reasoning to be acceptable."
~
An old castle stood among a barren land. Pools of dark material bubbled and rose as a creature of the Grimm emerged, joined by hundreds if not thousands more emerging throughout the forgotten continent.
A continent of Grimm that even the nation did not risk to set foot in, let alone try and create a civilization.
Inside was a woman more monster than a person, a grotesque fusion between a Grimm and a Human. She clenched her hands even further, eventually breaking the scroll provided by one of her members in her inner circle.
"Ozma, is this another plot of yours? How ludicrous, one after the other." she stood up and the remaining people in her group quivered except for a scorpion Faunus who had a wide grin.
"Yes? My Queen." Tyrian Callows almost looked ecstatic at the thought. Even if it was punishment.
"Not you." She steps to another person kneeling in respect. "Watts, when our attack failed, have you discovered who exactly the cause is? Is it the same one that killed my pawn?"
"I am not certain. Ever since the date we tried to push our initiative, each day was making it more difficult to ascertain what situation is happening. I have access to the cameras system in Mantle but every day the number gets cut in half until it ultimately became none."
"So you have failed me?"
"Yes, I am ashamed but more motivated by this failure. I was not able to truly comprehend how a small detachment of previous White Fang goons could organize into an effective force."
Salem resisted the urge to strangle them all, it was a frustrating failure. They were so close up until the walls of Mantle held on. If there were only more negativity to make it easier to control Grimm, they would have won. They severely underestimated how fast the Wehrmacht could mobilize.
Salem was contemplating going there herself and leading an infinite amount of Grimm to destroy the cities. What stopped her was the lack of such a massive Grimm to break through and that she wasn't going to recklessly charge against an enemy.
She lived for eons, caution was a lesson she had learned so long ago after she fought with the Brother Gods. The Gods that used to rule over the old world, shattering the moon and leaving the world a Remnant of what it once was.
"Is it still possible? I await better results this time."
"I do, hacking into the backdoor of the CCT will help turn the robots in Atlas into ours. Once we do, it's only a matter of time before we can recreate the situation in the siege."
"Who do you have on the list? We must eliminate them first. If you are not certain as you say, then we are dealing with someone capable of doing that. If Ozma is not included in it, then who is?"
She gritted her teeth like she hated saying the name Ozma, Ozpin's real name. A history even beyond the lifespan of current humans lies in the story of the two once-married couple.
"Unfortunately. The vehicles of unknown origin, which I have tried extensively researching, yielded no visible way to see who is inside of them. Although, progress in recreating a similar build is steady."
"Then we cannot move forward with anything until we are sure what power someone could wield. What kills a man is their overconfidence, I will not be the same kind."
"Yes, you are very wise your highness."
~
Meanwhile in Mantle...
Mantle was in a full celebration, though it was mostly the louder ones that expressed it better than most. Despite only having a fraction of the population following, the last few days were filled with positivity.
2 Men inside a bar chuckled and laughed their hearts out. Cheering after the successful rally and speech Weiss held after seizing control during the first days after the siege.
"Man, at least the Schnee can do good! Unlike that older sister of hers, I still don't trust her... she was with that snake after all."
"Don't be like that, the Schnees were good. Their grandfather, Nicholas Schnee, was the real man - he helped the people in discovering and mining Dust. He was a good person, a far cry from that bastard Jacques."
The man chugged another beer before slamming it down and continuing.
"Now that Weiss had finally taken up being the head of state, she can surprisingly lead and manage us don't you think? Even though it's early to say, she's been following her day-one promises right?"
"Yeah, don't tell anyone but my Daughter-in-law is a Faunus, having rights and all are amazing. As well as the stuff about free elementary education, free healthcare, no loan interests, and a package of dust to use."
"Don't be scared to tell anyone you have a Faunus relative. I agree with the leader that we should stick together, now that I think about it - the racism was made by the council no?"
"Hah! Maybe even the other stuff they told us like working hard even though most of the profits go to the greedy oafs on the top."
"True that-"
A chair was violently knocked down as another patron stood up from his seat and approached the men.
"You! Do you really think that Schnee could do that?! The Faunus belong in the dirt! The Council gave us what we needed!"
The first man stood up after being interrupted. "Who the fuck do you think you are?"
"Woah take it easy!" his friend pushed the two away and created distance. "You, leave. If you can't take a simple public conversation then don't pick a fight."
"Maybe if you shut your damn-"
The man gets punched in the face and thrown outside by the bartender who looked at the whole thing happening. He wasn't a supporter or anything but he hated anyone trying to make a mess.
The first man looks at his friend and relaxes. "Sorry, I couldn't just let that son of a bitch talk about Faunus like that."
"No worries man, I have another idea in mind." He pulls out a piece of professionally made business card. He reaches over and hands it to the first man.
The first man takes it and looks over the number and title of the card on top. "The Gestapo?" he asked.
"When I attended the first rally, they told me to report anything like these situations and advised me that anyone else that supported Weiss should know this."
"What's the Gestapo?"
His friend smirks and walks closer to whisper. "Peacekeepers."
~
It was nearing night, and the man that was kicked out shuffled his way into his home after hearing all the talk about Weiss and the new country.
He spits into the ground and opens the door to his home, he was middle income and received a decent income. The man was a foreman in the mines and saw the takeover as nothing but a destabilizing force.
"Papa! You're home!"
A small girl raced for the door and embraces the man as he lifts her and spins her around. "Of course, darling. I wouldn't miss a day without seeing you."
A woman walks into view and calls out to him. "Hello, thought you'd like it if I made your favorite." she points to the dining area.
"Yes, please." he places his daughter down and kneels to her level. "Let's eat dinner okay?"
The child nods happily before joining her father in the dining room and eating. It was a delicious meal, he did enjoy his wife's cooking. Especially after a bad day, he was prone to reacting but she knew how to calm him down with food.
Suddenly, a knock came at the door. "Excuse me! We have a delivery for you. It came a bit late, so sorry for the trouble!"
The man stood up to get the door but was stopped.
"I'll get it, enjoy your food." his wife states. Though neither of them knew what package was being delivered, both assumed the other ordered something.
The man sits back down and enjoys some talk with his daughter, it was all about her time in the safer and more affluent schools in Mantle.
He spots a figure looming in the shadows and reacts by standing up in shock. "Who are-"
"Who we are is not important, we need to talk. Mr. Blanc. Your wife is... waiting for you."
"Papa? Who are they?"
He leans down near his daughter and whispers. "Get upstairs, it's bedtime. Let me talk to them okay?"
"Okay!" she runs upstairs and a loud slam was heard, indicating her presence had left the vicinity.
"Answer me, who are you? Why are you in my house?" He grips his hands tighter as the uniformed soldier walks into the light, revealing a mechanical arm.
"Hail Victory."
"What-"
*CRASH!*
His vision went hazy, a blinding punch had reached the man's face as he slammed into the ground and shook the dinner table.
"Easier than I thought. Get this man out of here, the wife will soon forget about him." just in time, the wife walks back in with tears flowing from each eye.
"Is that all you need?"
"A shame indeed, who would have known that your husband has been doing these terrible things."
The terrible things mentioned are a lot of forged items made to look like the man being arrested was in cahoots with anyone close to them would see as horrible.
They knew the wife, so they told a convincing story of worker abuse, both human and faunus. As well as a sprinkle of bribery from the old Council members and a few counts of cheating.
Though this method was only saved for those that threatened Hanns, specifically anyone related to the Council. He had something planned for those who couldn't be swayed by propaganda.
It was fast and efficient, such were the ways of the secret police being handled by Torchwick or for now, hidden through the fake name of Joseph G.
"Will your daughter be okay? We can always send her to school since the Fuhrer has decreed it to be the right of anyone to be educated."
"Maybe... I need to break the news to her. I'm sorry."
The mother rushes to the upstairs room as the soldiers prepare to exit the house.
They leave and pack up, a truck nearby was already ready. It was hidden in one of the numerous alleyways, the soldiers haul the man away into the truck along with other people tied and gagged in the same truck.
A radio sounded as soon as the group was ready to move out, the leader of the said group answered with a standard greeting before hearing Torchwick's voice on the other side.
"Captain Ryker, how goes the team? I've heard from your superior that you've been doing the best among everyone. I've radioed you personally to hear for myself what a man with one arm can do."
"Sir, of course. I have 10 people arrested in this half an hour today. The usual people."
Though arrests were what Hanns intended, many were zealous in shooting anyone opposing them.
Since Hanns only knew who supported him through his system, the only thing he needed to do was get rid of anyone against them, killing was not needed. For now.
Soon enough, after the situation stabilizes, the legitimacy of ruling for a longer period will settle in and they would release people from jail, at least those who aren't related to the Councilors.
"Good, the department is fast in their forgeries, keep up the good work. Remember, I need you all to be ready for the parade in both Mantle and Atlas."
"Thank you, Uberkommandant. Hail Victory."
*CLICK*
The call ends with Ryker happily driving away and chatting with his fellow soldiers, mostly on the march they were going to do later on in the week.
~
It was the next day, and Hanns was nodding at the changes happening in his HUD. It was troublesome during the first day of announcing a government change. Many did not approve of the takeover, understandably.
The support only rose because Hanns had put forward a plan to appease them, especially those in Mantle. Atlas was another problem that he was satisfied with leaving to the Gestapo.
[Seizing Control 1/1]
[Subquests:]
[Announce Your Takeover 1/1]
[Obtain 10% Support 1/1]
[Obtain 25% Support 1/1]
[Reduce Opposition to 40% 1/1]
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[A Campaign of Extremism 0/1]
[Subquests:]
[The Propaganda Machine 1/1]
[A Show of Strength 0/1]
[Import Culture 0/1]
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[Mass Arrests 0/1]
[Subquests:]
[Arrest Collaborators 7887/10000]
[Arrest Foreign Spies 0/1]
'We're going to need more jails.'
Hanns swiped away at his HUD, closing it as he thinks about the other quests. 'I need to reveal myself to the world but I don't know how I should go on with this.'
"Something on your mind Hanns?"
Hanns turns to the voice and saw the scientist staying there in his wheelchair chugging along toward him.
"Pietro, what brings you here? How's Penny?"
"Penny is being repaired, it's taking longer since the program has yet to be removed. I may need some other people to help me."
"I can help you with that, I think Atlesians have a history with this person but trust me. He has changed to be... quite obsessive with serving me."
Hanns recalls the crazed madman named Merlot, especially regarding Hanns' status as a sentient tank. Maybe he'd go well with Pietro since both desires to create sentient machines.
"Thank you, my daughter and I will not forget this. Back to my question, is there something troubling you? Your friends have told me that you've been staring at the window for half an hour at most and it seems you're doing it again."
Hanns hasn't tried asking yet, partly because he didn't know how it would work. Vehicles are a large category, and he was planning on buying and using Helicopters now that the VAF-121 survived a battle.
One of the conditions for being able to use non-warthunder content was a vehicle being used in combat. A human body needed to fit that criterion.
"Pietro, I need your help to make me a human body. One that can be used by another person, like a suit. The dust mines we plan on entering can be a good testing ground now that we're working on clearing more areas in the continent."
Pietro tapped on the supports of his wheelchair as he made a plan on the spot on how he could make such a thing. "Is appearance important?"
"Yes, I need to look the best when looking at the world. A good look will always make me acceptable, rather than being a tank. It's up to you how you do it, I have no idea how I should look like anyways."
(This means it'll be up to you reader on how Hanns would look like.)
"Hmmm, I can try working on something right now. If you need something from me I'll be in my shop in Mantle. It'll take a while but I'll be fast."
"Thanks, Pietro."
As the door closed and Hanns was once again left alone, he gazed at the HUD, more specifically the tech tree he was about to unlock and use to reequip the entire Wehrmacht which now replaced the Atlesian military.
'Next agenda.'
SL = 4,093,278 -> 16,103,729 SL
VEHICLE RP = 139,726 -> 1,502,178 RP
CONVERTIBLE RP = 2,172,918 -> 3,754,537 RP
Hanns gawked at his account, for the past few days the Wehrmacht has been hard at work now that they have been reorganized. The speech about the dissolution of the Atlesian army was just a formality.
Most if not all of the Atlesians switched sides and were obedient, the 100% Loyalty taking effect. Hanns made them all manage the constant war of attrition in the continent.
The SDC was also integrated into the economy and now functioned as a state-run company. Many of the workers had their freedom and rights given. Which was a big PR stunt that worked wonderfully in making those in the opposition supporters or made them neutral.
Hanns did have to appease the population more by adding more benefits, the SDC was going to break even in profits after all was said and done.
He had good reason to do so, free education was meant for the uneducated and illiterate majority in Mantle. If they were to be brought into higher levels of work, it could benefit the nation in the future.
Of course, Hanns reformed the school system to emphasize things that were useful to him like unification, teaching the wonders of the Fuhrer, and many other things taught to children. They were at the most impressionable after all.
It wouldn't be useful now but eventually, when Remnant grew, he hoped they could at least keep Remnant together when he needed to leave. Hanns felt as if he was playing a Sims game, so leaving the population after he was done with RWBY will leave a spoiled taste.
The renaming of the nation was also another maneuver that Hanns needed to be done. Atlas and Mantle were cities that often were compared, so to remove the division in classes, Hanns removed naming the country the same name as the city.
Hanns also already instructed everyone to search deeper into the interior of the continent of Solitas for potential mines.
Despite being where Dust was at its most prominent, the Volksreich was going to go through a major lack of Dust as time went on. Especially after Hanns diverted profits to the people.
Though, he had a plan. One of the major drains on Dust was the military the previous government built up. Everything from robots to airships, to bullheads, and the weapons each soldier had - dust was consumed everywhere.
So the first plan of many was for him to replace the entire airforce with his vehicles. The refueling was done with his system, they already tried taking out the fuel but it phased out of existence.
So for now, oil and other fuel from earth couldn't be used outside of the supply depots Hanns built of the planes and tanks that he had.
Though, the exception was gunpowder since Hanns finally revealed it wasn't made of dust at all.
Ruby had a great time having seizures at first but created weapons, this was early in the Wehrmacht's lifetime so she was well-versed in gunpowder by this point. It was a secret kept to only her and Merlot since Hanns tasked them with making weapons in the first days of the Wehrmacht.
Dust was going to be removed as much as possible to reduce consumption.
Once the situation settled after the siege, Hanns made everyone clear the entire part of Solitas. It was a quest too but Hanns mainly did it for the space it could create.
This was the second of Hanns' plans. Lebensraum but without the mass genocide of people.
Remnant only had a fraction of the population compared to earth. Megacities like Vale, Mantle, or Atlas could only grow so much since food from villages was lacking.
They are protected by Hunters and Huntresses alike but it wasn't enough to build up a good food industry. Atlas especially when everything was tundra. So it was importing a lot from neighboring countries.
Unlike the rest of the army only hunting smaller grimm in Vale. The continent of Solitas had more alphas and they finally had tanks and planes killing larger targets. Which made the profits skyrocket when Hanns realized how useful the army is with vehicles.
Progress was steady but Hanns still worried for the Solitas Rex apparently going to rise after a week and a half.
Even then, Hanns still looked at the hourly income now being in the positive after so long of being in the red. Vehicles were a great investment, it was a risk at first since he didn't test it out yet.
Hanns scrolled through his HUD, income from the SDC, killing Grimm, and overall having an economy built for this purpose was working out.
'War profiteering is great.' Hanns absentmindedly mentions. 'Wait no! I'm supposed to be in the German tech tree not the American one yet.'
Moving on from his thoughts, Hanns opened the tech tree and saw the helicopter and naval trees being locked.
'Naval is going to be useful, the threat of bombardment is always a nice addition. Not to mention an additional defense against Salem. Then again, helicopters are what I need now. Soon, I'll focus on the navy too.'
He clicked his way through the helicopter tree and unlocked it.
SL = 16,103,729 -> 15,103,729 SL
VEHICLE RP = 1,502,178 -> 502,178 RP
'Let's see, the VAF-121 is here... It's considered VI rank. 1 million SL for each!'
There it was, the cost of just the vehicle itself being 1 million SL, at best he could spare 15 new Reichscopters to replace bullheads.
'Holy fuck. I might as well buy one for myself... it has a limit.' he looks closer at the description. '10 minutes. I think it said that the moderator decides how long. Maybe I should be nicer to him.'
SL = 15,103,729 -> 14,103,729 SL
'The whole Wehrmacht before the integration had 50 bullheads, combined with the Atlesians it's now more numerous. I don't know if I can equip them without setting up factories. It'll take months for that though.'
VAF-121 is better in every regard except for the initial cost of SL for Hanns. It was harder to make since no one has pre-made parts for helicopters but Hanns wasn't worried.
'Maybe I should make factories for these, can always convert existing ones but it's gonna take a long time...wait a second.'
He swiftly located the shop and entered the names of the models of bullheads the Wehrmacht had. 'How much GE is the bullhead variants?'
Each GE is converted to 10,000 SL but costs 100,000 SL to get 1 GE. So Hanns' mouth, if he had one, dropped.
'The Market is buying for around 300 GE! That's 3,000,000 SL! Granted 100k Sl to a GE and only 1 GE to 10k is a scam but still.'
'I can sell all the bullheads and reequip the army if I go through this store. Though, prices will drop after I sell a whole bunch.'
Hanns then remembered the costs of an item in the store. 'Hold on, if that's the case why are meca-shift parts costing 100 GE per 0.5 kgs? That seems inflated.'
He checks to see the same item again, only for the item's price to change drastically from the last time he saw it.
'This isn't traded in large volumes, I wonder if someone in the market was using this store to transfer money over.'
It was a thing he had known since his early days of gaming, not from Warthunder but any other game.
[Indeed there were people transferring money over using dead trades and trading with absurd amounts. It's a conversion rate issue, many others can contact world travelers like you.]
'Huh, is that so? The multiverse is more populated than I thought. Hopefully, I won't have to meet anyone. I'd imagine they would have overpowered bullshit, though I guess that's how they would enjoy something like being isekaid.'
[No taxes too. I think we need to coordinate for once. The market needs an overhaul.]
'Coordinate with who?'
[Multiverse Gods duh]
'Oh.'
Hanns dismissed the message before going back to his shop.
'So if I sell all the bullheads and turn them into Reichscopters I can have some more money to give them tank and airplane upgrades... there's also the crew training.'
He checked the training costs and was gobsmacked at the cost skyrocketing. '300k each? If I didn't have revengance mode or an army I'd be dead at that point. At least the pilots will be trained normally once I do buy the first rounds of training.'
Hanns moved on to the tanks and planes the army would use, the battle showed him there are still more to be done on the tanks. Most were bogged down and received mechanical failure so he needed something reliable.
'Leopard 1 will be good it has the same armor as the previous Pz. IV F-2. The battle statistics showed me it could resist damage from minor Grimm. I'll have to create a heavier tank that isn't going to break down but until then, air support will have to do.'
The Leopard I costs 500k for each including training. Hanns added in a new plane upgrade, the BF-109 K-4. The jet fighters this time would be too unreliable. The BF-109 K-4 on the other hand is better at maintaining air superiority, it was infamous for a reason.
'I might forgo CAS since the VAF-121 doesn't only fit the troop carrier role but a close air support role as well. All in all, 1.3 million for each helicopter, 500k for each tank, 350k for each fighter, not including the maintenance...'
'1 percent of that is 13,000 SL hourly for each copter, 5000 SL for each tank, and 3500 SL for each plane not to mention plane...'
'The bullheads can be sold to outfit an entire airforce, I won't scrap the airships since that's my artillery for now. It worked during the battle and I can use planes as escorts.'
'But I can't exploit this too much since the price would drop eventually if I keep selling bullheads... I guess not everyone has their world where they take over Atlas.'
Hanns would do this slowly over the days since selling too much would crash the prices. For now, he needed something else to make the dream of overwhelming the Grimm.
He tapped into the mind of Ruby, who was sleeping at the time since she was up for almost an entire week living off of Milk and Cookies to fuel her while she was hard at work.
'Hey, I need you to design something new.'
Ruby groaned as she slipped up from the covers of her bed provided by Winter. She lazily yawned and looked around. 'Hanns? I guess he needs something again.'
'I'll talk to you soon if you are busy, I have an idea about an aircraft we could make. Do you know what a Helicarrier is? We'll do that next time.'