RM Vol 3: For a World without Boundary – Chapter 20-2: Building their powerbases (Part 2)

RM Vol 3: For a World without Boundary – Chapter 20-2: Building their powerbases (Part 2)

With her breath slightly out of order after their... intimate workout, Yuki is now filing the last of the reports while only wearing an unbuttoned dark navy blue shirt. Suddenly, a pair of arms drapes over her shoulders from behind.

"Why don't you take the rest of the day off?" Lu asked in a bewitching tone. Her fingers trailed Yuki's glistening skin after their lovemaking. "And we can rejoin the others for relaxation or more... passionated activities."

Having said that, Lu leans over and peers down, seeing Yuki's pussy still leaking their love juice from earlier, staining her chair. With a smirk, Lu snakes her draconic tail around the length of Yuki's leg, pointing its tip a mere five centimeters away from the drenched slit.

Chuckling at the fact that she's been held at sexual gunpoint, the Reich Marshal responds. "I am just about to, mama. I just need to read up on the spies' intelligence." Yuki's laughter failed to cover up her anticipating blush and moistening pussy.

Seeing that her daughter is growing more restless and promiscuous, Lu licks her lips in glee. In many ways than one, Lu has made the right choice by adopting Yuki into the family. After all, not many can confidently keep up with the sex drive of a dragon such as her.

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Emperor Cao Long has been invited with little to fanfare to a secret testing ground by his trusted friend, General Liu. After many months of research and development, with the helpful aid from Belkan experts, the Long Dynasty is now ready to unveil its latest, homegrown, armored fighting vehicle for their Emperor to witness in action. Somewhat taller than the Belkan-purchased Panzer III M, the new prototype bares few similarities to its older cousin. Albeit, the prototype does share as many parts it can with the Panzer III M. Time and time again the Belkan officers have hammered their Chinese counterparts on the matter of simplified logistics. As such, while the prototype is developed to be better than the Panzer III M in every way, it shares a noticeable root with the imported predecessor.

"Now tell me, what's the name of the Army's newest steed?" Emperor Cao Long asked General Liu while crossing his arms. The Emperor can be seen directing a gaze of approval at the general aesthetic of the prototype.

General Liu, having been recalled from Belka to oversee the development of this program, answers. "As it stands, the prototypes are called Panzer III/IV. And these prototypes are transitional test platforms that we will use to iron out any faults in the design. After that, the finalized design will receive the designation of Panzer IV according to the Belkan naming convention. This should be the last field trial for the prototypes, your Majesty. The prototypes have performed exceedingly well aside from the few breakdowns due to manufacturing mishaps. "

Emperor Cao Long nods, pleased to hear that the money they poured into this project is finally bearing fruit. The Emperor does note, however. "Make sure that the factories are up to speed with the latest manufacturing process. I do not want to hear that they're cutting corners, thus, hampering the effectiveness of our newest war machine. Japan is expanding its military with new tanks, warships, and aircraft... And since we can't match them in the open sea, we must focus on holding our own in the air and on the land."

General Liu nods. "After Your Majesty's crackdown on the troublesome parties to the Dynasty, we have been able to install a supervision system comprised of both military personnel and Belkan liaisons in our industrial facilities. Any and all corruption has been rooted out and the few mismanagements we encountered were either purely accidental or due to the unfamiliarity with the newest manufacturing process. Nonetheless, the system is working under wartime conditions and will continue to remain vigilant for any unwanted elements."

Stroking his beard, Emperor Cao Long nods. "Good, it will be unwise to let down our guard. It's not just internal misfits we have to worry about but also foreign spies, especially the Japanese ones."

And while the two men-in-power are discussing matters of the state, the crew of the Panzer III/IV prototype in front of them mounts up on the vehicle. A rumbling of the tank engine can be heard as the Chinese crew performs their step-by-step appraising of the tank's condition.

The Panzer III/IV, soon to be Panzer IV, is a well-rounded tank for the era it's in. If not for the Belkan's Leopard, it would have become the world's first MBT, built with nothing but contemporary technologies albeit with an advanced doctrine in mind. The vehicle is designed to be equipped with 50mm armor all-round, with 60mm thick armor plates on the front part of the body having a 60-degree vertical inclination on the top and 45 degrees vertical inclination at the bottom. Additional side skirts are presented alongside the length of the tank. Driving wheels of the PzKpfw III are used with the addition of reinforced output shafts, along with 540mm wide symmetrical tracks with a central ridge. The chassis has six semi-detached rollers 660mm in diameter on the leaf springs. The turret installed is basically an enlarged Panzer III M turret with spaced turret armor and used flexible electrical cables instead of using rotary electrical contacts at the base.

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Rusk rolls her eyes at the bad jab. "Please tell me you didn't just make that pun."

Quellec shrugs. "Apparently, I did."

"That pun is so bad that I am dead due to collateral." Rusk massaged the bridge of her nose at the unrepentance Quellec. "Even our Elders will soon kill themselves before listening to your stale attempts at making a joke."

"I will take that as a compliment." Quellec nonchalantly said before nudging his companion. "There, our person of interest."

Rusk subtly glances in the direction Quellec gestured his chin at. "Mikhail Koshkin, the man has seen better days." Rusk commented. "Sleep deprivation and now needing to deal with these hyenas? I sure not envying his position."

Quellec nods before leading Rusk to an unoccupied table. A server then comes to serve them their chosen drinks, vodka, and wine. When the server leaves, Quellec twirls wine in his glass while saying. "Koshkin started out as a confectioner before finding his true calling in engineering. In 1937, the Red Army assigned him to lead Design Bureau KB-190 to design a replacement for the BT tanks at the Kharkiv Komintern Locomotive Plant in Kharkiv. He is responsible for improving the BT series of tanks and is one of the few persons to be ordered with finding a replacement for them."

Rusk nods, drinking her vodka with practiced ease. "And apparently, you're one of them too."

"Correct. And I must win this contract. We are slowly dominating the small arms industry of the Union, it's high time we step into the big league. Of the five producers to be contracted, Mikhail Koshkin is a threat to us as he has the best design to offer the Red Army." Quellec added while keeping half a mind occupied with raising an obfuscation ward, cloaking their clandestine discussion.

"Red pill, or the blue pill?" Rusk asked while motioning to the server for another glass of vodka.

"Blue pill. The motherland already has a plan, one that doesn't necessarily involve his death. He will be taken out of the competition before things develop too far. By then, our designs for the T-28 and T-35 will have the greatest chance of victory. If not us, then lackluster designs will still be handed over to the Red Army."

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T-28

T-35

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When the server comes and refills the vodka for Rusk, she only smiles, waiting for him to leave. She then raises a toast to Quellec. "Well then, to an unwinnable scenario for the Rusviet Union."

"Cheers." The two spies clink their glasses together before downing them all. Quellec and Rusk then both stand up, linking their arms again. "Now then, let's make a favorable impression on this Mikhail Koshkin."