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Good, this typewriter works! Huh. I never thought with all our technology I would ever say that. Anyway, I guess I should start with introductions. My name is Miho Nishizumi. I'm the commander of the Ooarai Tankery Club, or at least I was. Now I'm not sure what they should call me after we encountered the anomaly. Back on track; I guess I should start at the beginning and explain what happened.

After Ooarai High School's success in winning the tournament, the school board announced that they were still going to close our school regardless. Understandably we were not too thrilled to hear that. It took some negotiating on the behalf of our school president, but she managed to convince the higher ups that if we could win a match against a more professional team they wouldn't close the school. We had to fight again, against University students, in order to keep our school from closing. We were outnumbered, outgunned, out classed; if there was a disadvantage, we had it.

I never expected the leaders of some of the other high schools to come to our aid. American, Italian, German, Russian, and British tanks all came to our assistance. We had met together to create a strategy to use against the University team, and declared the operation: Operation Bumpy. However, as we headed off to begin the match, something strange happened.

We encountered what is currently described as an 'anomaly'.

No one here is sure how these 'anomalies' started, nor who or what controls them, but... the best way I can describe these anomalies is like a storm. Or at least that's what we thought it was when we encountered it. Take the most powerful, and brutal storm that your imagination can create, and picture storm clouds racing across the ground like an avalanche; do that and you're around halfway there.

The match had just started when the anomaly hit. It rolled across the hills and through the trees like some sort of living socceristic fog until it engulfed our team. When it cleared, we found ourselves in what we believe is a different world. I know it sounds crazy, just stay with me here. The landscape, trees, hills; they were all different. And we were all alone. I'm not sure what happened to the other teams, as only Ooarai High's team seems to have arrived here. The other teams just, disappeared when the anomaly cleared. I hope they're all right.

Anyway, we quickly realized we had no idea where we were and because no one had cell phone reception we couldn't contact anyone to ask what was going on. Our radios still worked, thank goodness. We followed a river, driving downstream; sending out radio transmissions, trying to contact anyone we could. It wasn't until we got near the beach of an ocean that we got a response, from a supply ship of all things.

They were from a high school called "Yokosuka Girls' Marine High School". They seem to be from another version of Japan, in which half of the country's land is buried beneath the sea. This version of Japan developed as a maritime nation, and all of its pacific war assets were converted for civilian use.

The highschool these ships were from was dedicated to teaching the students to become what they call the Blue Mermaids. The closest thing that comes to mind that acts as an equivalent from my world would be the United States Coast Guard. As a maritime version of Japan, it would make sense to have something like it.

Anyway, they took us aboard their supply ship to bring us to 'Acting Home Port', AHP for short. Their base, and temporarily their home. By what I can tell, it sounds like they built the place with the help of the natives here. Even stranger than that was the fact the native's technology resembles pre-World War One era tec. Not too far behind it though, perhaps the Russo-Japanese War era? I'm not sure what to think about that. I just hope we can find a way home soon. Something feels off about~

"Commander Miho?"

Miho stopped typing as she looked up at the voice coming from the open door. There stood Hana Isuzu, her kind quiet smile lighting up her face; beside her stood the boy crazy Saori Takebe. They were the two friends she had made on her first day at Ooarai Girls High School. Miho returned the smile.

She was sitting at a wooden desk with an old typewriter in front of her. Next to the table was a plain bed and a simple sink in the small room. This was one of the spare bunks on the supply ship Mamiya. The members of Ooarai High's Tankery team had spent the night in bunks similar to it.

"Hey," Miho replied cheerfully. "What's going on?"

"We're getting close to the base. The Captain's asking for everyone to head up on deck," Saori replied.

Miho nodded before standing up, leaving the half written page in the typewriter. She could grab her things later anyway. Together the three of them walked through the steel corridors and up a set of stairs before arriving on the deck. The interior of the ship was surprisingly similar to the inside of the school ships Miho and the others had attended.

The early morning sunshine was bright on Miho's eyes as she stepped onto the deck. She squinted for a moment and let her eyes adjust before looking to the horizon. They were getting close to the dock and was only about 3 or 4 kilometers away. It wouldn't take long before they arrived.

"Enjoying the view?"

Miho spun around as the person behind her spoke. Like all the other Blue Mermaids this girl wore a white sailor uniform with a blue trim. She wore frameless glasses with teal eyes and Mahogany colored hair. A light grin adorned her face.

"I'm Yui Fujita. Captain of Mamiya," she said as she bowed in greeting.

"Uh~ Miho Nishizumi. Commander of the... Tankery Club, I guess," she replied somewhat awkwardly giving a bow of her own.

Yui chuckled.

Walking over to the railing, Yui pointed out to the harbor. Miho looked in the same direction and noticed the ships tied to docks. She noticed there were a total of 4 warships mourned there.

"The small one is the destroyer Harekaze, quite a story behind that one. The one with the black and white stripes is a German transfer ship that was going to participate in joint naval exercises with us. It's a cruiser with the name Admiral Graf Spee. The bigger one over there is the fast battleship Hiei; and that monster," she described pointing to the largest ship, "is the Musashi. The repair ship Akashi is currently out at sea, and should arrive here later today."

"We're going to be staying here at the harbor?" Miho asked turning toward her.

"No, actually." Yui responded. "There isn't any real need for tanks at the harbor. My orders were to have you disembark at the harbor and give you directions to Bunker Hill."

"Bunker Hill? Orders?" Now Miho was really starting to get confused. "From who?"

"You'll meet him once you get to Bunker Hill. It's just up there," she pointed to a large visible mound in the earth, "on that hill. It's our main line of defence right now and they need all the help they can get up there."

"Help? From what?" Miho asked, her confusion approaching a climax. "And who are 'they'?"

"Attendees from Seishou Academy," came the simple reply. "They've been up on that hill longer than anyone; trying their hardest to hold back those... things."

There was a pause from Yui when she said 'things'.

"Things? You know what- Is there anything else I should know?" Miho asked bringing a pair of fingers to her brow.

"Everything should be explained when you get to bunker hill. The commander can honestly explain everything better than I can."

Miho looked back to the shore as they approached the harbor. The docks were simple stretches of concrete that stuck out into the sea, cranes and rails lining them. Then there was the town, western style houses in a semi-circle around the harbor. Farther up the road lead to a line of hills that surrounded the town.

In a battle, Miho realized, the hills could provide an amazing advantage to hold off an adversary. If there was a war, this place would be a good place to form a defencive line. Or at least it would make a great fall back line should the front line get over-run.

As the ship slowed to a stop and the crew moved to mourn it to the docks, Miho kept her gaze toward Bunker Hill. Questions were running through her head. What was this place? How did they get here? And why?

She closed her eyes and let her head droop. She didn't know the answer to any of these. Perhaps it would be a good idea to ask this commander Yui kept talking about. He seemed to have some idea as to what was going on. For now though, she turned and proceed to assist the crew and the Tankery crews disembark.

Something told her this was going to be a long week.

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Good, this typewriter works! Huh. I never thought with all our technology I would ever say that. Anyway, I guess I should start with introductions. My name is Miho Nishizumi. I'm the commander of the Ooarai Tankery Club, or at least I was. Now I'm not sure what they should call me after we encountered the anomaly. Back on track; I guess I should start at the beginning and explain what happened.

After Ooarai High School's success in winning the tournament, the school board announced that they were still going to close our school regardless. Understandably we were not too thrilled to hear that. It took some negotiating on the behalf of our school president, but she managed to convince the higher ups that if we could win a match against a more professional team they wouldn't close the school. We had to fight again, against University students, in order to keep our school from closing. We were outnumbered, outgunned, out classed; if there was a disadvantage, we had it.

I never expected the leaders of some of the other high schools to come to our aid. American, Italian, German, Russian, and British tanks all came to our assistance. We had met together to create a strategy to use against the University team, and declared the operation: Operation Bumpy. However, as we headed off to begin the match, something strange happened.

We encountered what is currently described as an 'anomaly'.

No one here is sure how these 'anomalies' started, nor who or what controls them, but... the best way I can describe these anomalies is like a storm. Or at least that's what we thought it was when we encountered it. Take the most powerful, and brutal storm that your imagination can create, and picture storm clouds racing across the ground like an avalanche; do that and you're around halfway there.

The match had just started when the anomaly hit. It rolled across the hills and through the trees like some sort of living socceristic fog until it engulfed our team. When it cleared, we found ourselves in what we believe is a different world. I know it sounds crazy, just stay with me here. The landscape, trees, hills; they were all different. And we were all alone. I'm not sure what happened to the other teams, as only Ooarai High's team seems to have arrived here. The other teams just, disappeared when the anomaly cleared. I hope they're all right.

Anyway, we quickly realized we had no idea where we were and because no one had cell phone reception we couldn't contact anyone to ask what was going on. Our radios still worked, thank goodness. We followed a river, driving downstream; sending out radio transmissions, trying to contact anyone we could. It wasn't until we got near the beach of an ocean that we got a response, from a supply ship of all things.

They were from a high school called "Yokosuka Girls' Marine High School". They seem to be from another version of Japan, in which half of the country's land is buried beneath the sea. This version of Japan developed as a maritime nation, and all of its pacific war assets were converted for civilian use.

The highschool these ships were from was dedicated to teaching the students to become what they call the Blue Mermaids. The closest thing that comes to mind that acts as an equivalent from my world would be the United States Coast Guard. As a maritime version of Japan, it would make sense to have something like it.

Anyway, they took us aboard their supply ship to bring us to 'Acting Home Port', AHP for short. Their base, and temporarily their home. By what I can tell, it sounds like they built the place with the help of the natives here. Even stranger than that was the fact the native's technology resembles pre-World War One era tec. Not too far behind it though, perhaps the Russo-Japanese War era? I'm not sure what to think about that. I just hope we can find a way home soon. Something feels off about~

"Commander Miho?"

Miho stopped typing as she looked up at the voice coming from the open door. There stood Hana Isuzu, her kind quiet smile lighting up her face; beside her stood the boy crazy Saori Takebe. They were the two friends she had made on her first day at Ooarai Girls High School. Miho returned the smile.

She was sitting at a wooden desk with an old typewriter in front of her. Next to the table was a plain bed and a simple sink in the small room. This was one of the spare bunks on the supply ship Mamiya. The members of Ooarai High's Tankery team had spent the night in bunks similar to it.

"Hey," Miho replied cheerfully. "What's going on?"

"We're getting close to the base. The Captain's asking for everyone to head up on deck," Saori replied.

Miho nodded before standing up, leaving the half written page in the typewriter. She could grab her things later anyway. Together the three of them walked through the steel corridors and up a set of stairs before arriving on the deck. The interior of the ship was surprisingly similar to the inside of the school ships Miho and the others had attended.

The early morning sunshine was bright on Miho's eyes as she stepped onto the deck. She squinted for a moment and let her eyes adjust before looking to the horizon. They were getting close to the dock and was only about 3 or 4 kilometers away. It wouldn't take long before they arrived.

"Enjoying the view?"

Miho spun around as the person behind her spoke. Like all the other Blue Mermaids this girl wore a white sailor uniform with a blue trim. She wore frameless glasses with teal eyes and Mahogany colored hair. A light grin adorned her face.

"I'm Yui Fujita. Captain of Mamiya," she said as she bowed in greeting.

"Uh~ Miho Nishizumi. Commander of the... Tankery Club, I guess," she replied somewhat awkwardly giving a bow of her own.

Yui chuckled.

Walking over to the railing, Yui pointed out to the harbor. Miho looked in the same direction and noticed the ships tied to docks. She noticed there were a total of 4 warships mourned there.

"The small one is the destroyer Harekaze, quite a story behind that one. The one with the black and white stripes is a German transfer ship that was going to participate in joint naval exercises with us. It's a cruiser with the name Admiral Graf Spee. The bigger one over there is the fast battleship Hiei; and that monster," she described pointing to the largest ship, "is the Musashi. The repair ship Akashi is currently out at sea, and should arrive here later today."

"We're going to be staying here at the harbor?" Miho asked turning toward her.

"No, actually." Yui responded. "There isn't any real need for tanks at the harbor. My orders were to have you disembark at the harbor and give you directions to Bunker Hill."

"Bunker Hill? Orders?" Now Miho was really starting to get confused. "From who?"

"You'll meet him once you get to Bunker Hill. It's just up there," she pointed to a large visible mound in the earth, "on that hill. It's our main line of defence right now and they need all the help they can get up there."

"Help? From what?" Miho asked, her confusion approaching a climax. "And who are 'they'?"

"Attendees from Seishou Academy," came the simple reply. "They've been up on that hill longer than anyone; trying their hardest to hold back those... things."

There was a pause from Yui when she said 'things'.

"Things? You know what- Is there anything else I should know?" Miho asked bringing a pair of fingers to her brow.

"Everything should be explained when you get to bunker hill. The commander can honestly explain everything better than I can."

Miho looked back to the shore as they approached the harbor. The docks were simple stretches of concrete that stuck out into the sea, cranes and rails lining them. Then there was the town, western style houses in a semi-circle around the harbor. Farther up the road lead to a line of hills that surrounded the town.

In a battle, Miho realized, the hills could provide an amazing advantage to hold off an adversary. If there was a war, this place would be a good place to form a defencive line. Or at least it would make a great fall back line should the front line get over-run.

As the ship slowed to a stop and the crew moved to mourn it to the docks, Miho kept her gaze toward Bunker Hill. Questions were running through her head. What was this place? How did they get here? And why?

She closed her eyes and let her head droop. She didn't know the answer to any of these. Perhaps it would be a good idea to ask this commander Yui kept talking about. He seemed to have some idea as to what was going on. For now though, she turned and proceed to assist the crew and the Tankery crews disembark.

Something told her this was going to be a long week.