It was amazing to see how much of HYDRA had actually managed to get out of the submarine, and it was even more amazing to see how Red Skull somehow fitted TANKS onto his submarine. TANKS. A good portion of them were the armor used by HYDRA during the second world war, that had survived. Even now, the superior weaponry of the armor was still more advanced than even those of today.
To Medic, it was a mystery to what was more amazing to him. The fact that HYDRA somehow stuffed tanks onto a submarine, tanks with weapons that were centuries ahead of their time, or the fact that Princess Celestia's army had somehow weaponized the weather and was raining down lightning bolts upon HYDRA's ranks. Even then, the battle would be a long and costly one as the German found himself more busy than he had ever been. Aside from the occasional strikes of lightning, all other means of countering HYDRA's armor columns had proven useless, with the royal guard having much surprise to machinations of the former SS division.
"Grah." Medic hissed as he an exploding body left blood and guts all over him. "Vhere is everyone ven I need zem?!"
Besides him, he saw Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie.
Using Twilight as a machine gun. By cranking her tail, the unicorn would fire out darts of lethal energy upon anyone who was unfortunate enough to get hit. He grinned slightly at the rather unconventional weapon which was fairly amusing. He contemplated on giving them his kritzkrieg, but decided against it as he saw the magic splash off the sides of a tank that vaguely resembled a King Tiger or a Tiger II. It could have ripped an entire division of Celestia's army to shreds, had it not been for the magically charged bullets that hammered into it's sides. The entire machine backed and buckled, as though it had been hit by the cannon of a battleship before exploding into flames.
"I swear... I saw that tank before." Trudy commented as she looked at the panzer.
"Looks just like a Tiger II, ja?" Medic commented as he peered across his cover. "Zey have an entire panzer company that is currently being supported by several Infanterie battalions. "How zey manage to put zis many men on a boat, is a mystery to me."
"I think we should worry more about they can do with those weapons then how they somehow placed all those men and tanks onto a submarine." Trudy commented as she picked up a fallen machine gun that vaguely resembled a MG42 in shape, though hummed and pulsed with arcane energies. "This might be useful."
"Ja. But ve're only going to get torn to shreds by those panzer. We need a..."
"Need help there?" The cheery voice of Erica called from behind them with Steve Rogers in her arms. Placing down the big man, she grinned at them. Striker units and machine gun at the ready. "They got enough of those tanks to send the Neuroi back to whatever abyss they crawled out of if we could get a hold of them."
"We're destroying every last one." Rogers stated firmly. "Clear?"
"Yeah... yeah... okay. What's the plan?"
"We're going to need air support from you Erica. Those tanks can shred entire divisions of her majesty's warhorses at this rate. But careful, they're packing enough vaporizers and missiles to knock a thousand planes out of the sky. I am going to lead a charge. Trudy, I need you to help me. Medic, you're with us. Attend to any injured."
"Jawohl." The German nodded as the healing beams wrapped around Trudy.
"By the way... where's Bucky?"
"He was injured so he's sitting this one out." Barkhorn explained. "Let's do this!"
From across the beach, a man in a tattered HYDRA uniform watched them. You see... it'd take more than just a simple fall to kill Schmidt.
"Commodore, prepare your forces. Zey're going to advance." The former SS officer radioed as he grabbed his vaporizer pistol. "It's time I settle ze score."
The brilliant blue bolts that came from the rifle shattered the tank as though it's armor, which had rendered all previous weapons useless, as though it was tissue paper. HYDRA knew how to make a good gun.
He didn't like beating a man to death. Unless if it was someone who truly deserved it (Red Skull) but in this moment, there was no other alternative. His fist came crashing down, shattered the neck of his foe who had attempted to attack him with a knife. Captain America only grunted in disapproval at such a means to eliminate a target. In the distance, a sniper rifle cracked and some poor sod fell to the ground. Slade had apparently set himself up in a convenient location.
"Scratch two." The mercenary chuckled over the radio as the bullet bounced right off of a fallen gun and straight into the neck of a HYDRA soldier. There was only one man who could have done it better but that was hardly something to bat an eye about. His second bullet was targeted straight at one of the tanks, landing straight at where he believed to be the area the pilot sat behind. The machine didn't come to a stop the moment the bullet hit home, but if one listened closely, there would be the sound of what vaguely sounded like a drill. A moment later, there would be a splatter within the tank and the driver's brains adorned the interior.
"You got a huge wave of them coming. I count at least a hundred." Erica radioed as a strafing run sent several men careening to safety or their deaths.
"Don't worry." Slade radioed over as he watched the bulk of the royal guard charge straight at them. Shield spells risen, spears down, pegasi at the front. "Looks like we're about to have a really good show."
"I wasn't talking about them..." Erica radioed again. It took the mercenary some relocation to actually see it, but once he did, even he felt a small wave of uncertainty.
"Jesus Christ! I am coming to help you myself."
"ETA Erica? And what was it?" Steve asked as he ducked behind cover, drawing his gun.
"A TON OF MEN. They got those lasers and machine guns and rocket launchers! Coming your way!" Erica commented. "I can't get close enough without getting shredded by ground fire!"
"Damn!" Rogers commented as he took a look. "Eh... and great. We're cut off. Ummm... eh..."
"It's okay Herr Rogers. I got ze solution right here!" Medic commented as the medi-gun's beam attached right onto Trudy. "Frau Barkhorn, burst out of cover now!"
"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Trudy shouted as she saw the hundred, no HUNDREDS of soldiers coming this way.
"Just do it! Ready your gun and your shield!"
"ARE YOU SURE YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING?!" Trudy asked as she pointed the vaporizer cannon straight at the incoming men. The bullets, rockets and lasers were already flying right about now.
"I HAVE NO IDEA! " The crazed scientist screamed at the top of his lungs as he flipped the switch.
Trudy took one look at her shield. One look.
It had expanded so large, it was more like a wall than a shield now. And what was even better about it was that no matter how many rockets and lasers seemed to hit it, it didn't even as much as budge. Looking down at her weapon, she looked at the glow. And fired a shot.
It was just one shot, but it tore up perhaps dozens of men at once. She grinned for a moment before holding the trigger down. The hundreds or so bolts of energy derived from the Tesseract tore through every man as a battleship shell would tear through rotting wood. There were tanks behind the men, and when hit, they exploded in such an incredible fashion, that they went sky-high in the air. It all only lasted 18 seconds, but to Trudy, it seemed as though eternity was slowing passing away as the explosions consumed the entire beach. Her mouth was agape with awe at the fact hundreds of men, in an instant had become nothing but piles of dust.
"Wow..." She commented. Though she had a warm feeling, she only sat herself done. So this is the power of the future. Where with a press of the button, hundreds of men could be obliterated in mere seconds. It was like the power of the Neuroi, but given into the hands of men. She felt tired all of a sudden and sat down. Medic decided to rest with her, as he took a deep breath. Giggling and speaking to himself. Slade didn't rest, only turned his back to look at what was going on behind them.
And this power, felt like it didn't belong. That it never belonged.
"I don't believe it. But looks like we punched a hole in their army." Slade smiled. "Let's finish the job."
"You've already destroyed everything." The voice called out. "I have my revenge on you now."
That voice, was unmistakably... Schmidt's.
Cap didn't even have a chance to raise his shield. All he saw was the vaporizer pistol that was flipped out, and the trigger about to be pulled.
As well as the bullet that sank right into Skull's shoulder, and him tumbling straight off the ledge, and into the ocean.
"Bucky?" Steve commented in surprise at his friend, who was clutching his chest and held a smoking gun.
"Medic?" The Winter Soldier rasped weakly as he collapsed on the sand, a small trickle of his blood trailed from the beach-line.
"You idiot!" Trudy screamed in frustration. "Didn't I tell you to..."
"She's safe Trudy." Bucky replied in a stronger voice as he got up upon the ground as his multiple wounds began to heal. "Thing was... wasn't safe for me. I need a doctor. Besides... I couldn't just sit this one out."
"Yeah...yeah...yeah... alright. Neo-Nazi is dead, his army is destroyed. Can we go home now?" Slade asked.
"Not yet. There's still a few loose ends we got to tie up." Steve nodded as he recalled his conversation with Twilight.
"Besides..." Bucky began as he got up. "You ever tried steak? There's this really good steak joint by where I live. We should go there when this is done."