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Part 9: Into Lecelnan Land the NWU Army March

He looked to his right, looking out a window to see more 'spies' being executed by way of dumping them into a pit and then tossing grenades and incendiary devices in. He smiled with an extremely unnatural look and color in his eye, and his smile seemed not so normal. Internally, it seemed he felt sorrow for the victims of his executions. It seemed like two personalities were fighting for control of his body and mind, and the one winning was not natural.

At the bottom left back corner of his office, there existed a small multi-armed statue, bearing a striking similarity to the statue visible on Centrich's altar. An eerie reddish light glowed from it, matching the now very visible color in the general's eyes. It seemed that he too had been possessed by the CROS and forced to do these crimes, further confirmed by a service record that had been framed on the wall with a particular line reading '[this general is] of nigh-perfect moral character'.

He sat in his chair, the two personalities seemingly fighting each other intensely, though after a few minutes, his real personality overtook him. He breathed a sigh of relief, turning to his right to stop the executions, though he failed. They were stopped by another force, who killed his soldiers with a single shot through the wall. Quickly thinking and realizing they were likely about to shoot him next, he raised his hands in surrender, hoping to avoid death.

The now known TF-X members kicked the door down, and found him holding his hands up in defeat and a as a sign of giving up. "I surrender, I give up-." Captain Miller looked at the surrendering general, then back at the group. "Fuck, guess we don't kill him." He initiated a scan to ensure he was carrying no contraband or harmful equipment, of which he was carrying none but a 12.7mm pistol and a few magazines.

He dropped the pistol and removed the magazines and stood up to follow the TF-X members out. They first put suction DNA-locking cuffs on him and escorted him out. The other New World Union forces who attacked the compound cheered at the capture of who they knew was the general, and he was made to cross through a portal, which, visible on the other side, was a PoW processing facility.

Captain Miller transmitted. "Command, can I get a sitkno (situation knowledge, basically asking command for a sitrep) please?" "Ehh, sure, Captain. 123rd's taking over the airport and local base, rest of the 21st are heading for Lecelnan gov't complex alongside the 3rd, and their arty is also mostly focused on the gov't complex, tho they can still prov[ide] support." "Roger that Overlord." He turned to the other TF-X members.

"Off to complex?" Nods from the other members showed their acceptance of his question, and they now started their jetpacks and flew over to the complex. Weakened Lecelnan defensive positions guarded the entrances to the government offices, often being silenced with artillery as allied New World Union forces rush up and into the buildings. A very unfortunate battle occurs, as due to the many walls inside the building, the defenders are barely able to respond before being shot through the walls.

Artillery rains down on the buildings and surrounding areas, collapsing both roofs and the ground, the shockwaves of the resulting explosions from the artillery also shatter previously pristine windows. Roof turrets with 8mm machine guns drop down and attempt firing in vain at New World Union infantry advancing through the halls, which are silenced either by small arms fire or by rockets.

A Lecelnan juggernaut clad in heavy thaumaturgic armor and using a heavy 14.5mm machine gun waits for New World Union forces in the halls. It doesn't have to wait long, as forces stream in with shields up, punching their lasers into the juggernaut's armor. It is not as effective as they usually are, even with fracturer devices thrown. The Staff Sergeant, who now arrived into the room, recognized the threat.

The juggernaut's 14.5mm gun, alongside rear micromissile launchers unleashed their fury on the New World Union's infantry, to no effect. It seemed a stalemate had occurred, with either side unable to damage the other. The stalemate, a minute later, was broken by Allen, who, remembering he had a rifle taken from a CROS underground base, also suspecting the juggernaut had CROS-made armor, shot the juggernaut in the head with the CROS rifle.