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"ATTENTION!" A Voice Shouted, firm and strong and from what the sounds was, boots slamming down, coming to attention.
"GENERAL INSPECTION! PORT, ARMS!" The Voice stated, inspecting the Rifles and SMGs the Unit had readied.
"SERGEANT VAN DER MERWE!" The Authoritarian Voice finally called out, as the Sergeant marched up after the Inspection was done, saluting the Commander.
"Ma'am?" Elise Van Der Merwe Stated, having been accepted into St. Gloriana, the Afrikaans had lost her parents in an attack back in Zuid-Afrika, hence why now she is here.
"St. Gloriana High Commander have decided it's fit to Promote you to the rank of Leftenant, You will become Gunnery Officer of Battery "X", They're all from South Africa." The Commander Stated.
"All well and good, Ma'am. But are there any blacks?" Elise Stated.
"Nope, not that I'm aware, Dismissed, Leftenant." The Commander stated, and after being dismissed, Elise went off to find the battery she was attached to, eventually after walking she found them resting by a tree just a few meters from their field gun, with the Sergeant immediately saluting, seeing Elise.
"Sergeant." Elise just nodded, before looking at the others relaxing, before introducing herself.
"I am Leftenant Elise Van Der Merwe, You may call me Elise, Like the lot of you I hail from Suid-Afrika and as you can tell I have an Accent, apart from that I am your new Gunnery Officer." Elise spoke now, her Afrikaans accent making her already seem respected.
"Thank Fuck we have one of our own, Usually the St. Gloriana officers we have are either Irish, English, Welsh, Japanese or Scottish, who forbid us to speak Afrikaans." One of the crewwomen stated.
"Well rest assured, speaking Afrikaans is fine with me." Elise stated, before giving out an order in Afrikaans.
"Stel julle in posisies, wag vir bevele vir bombardement!" Elise shouted in Afrikaans, and the Field Gun Crew came to life, just then the radio on the table came through, the Radio Operator, a young 16 year old girl was giving out the coordinates.
"5 3 7 4 2 1, REF 45* NORTH, FIRE!" The Girl stated from the Radio Position.
"SHOT OUT!" Elise Shouted, and after that shells came landing down on the testing ground, making loud noises.
"You've Proven yourself to me, your all dismissed for now." Elise stated, the Girls cheered as they left for their dorms, to get food or simply mingle and talk, and still at her position, Elise looked at the Noteboard with the names of her crew and their Roles and at the Bottom a Description of their roles.
Sergeant Mariska Nieuwoudt - Gunnery NCO
Corporal Adriana Van Den Berg - Driver
Lance Corporal Annette Van Rensburg - Radio Operator
Private Zelna Kruger - Gunner
Private Zara Viljoen - No. 1
Private Danelle Van Rooyen - No.2
Private Riana Van Rooyen - No.3
Private Monique Van Rooyen - Ammo Handler
Private Renata Van Den Berg - Ammo Handler
ROLES MEANING FOR DUMMIES:
Gunner - The Gunner aims and fires the gun. They are responsible for ensuring accuracy and adjusting the gun's elevation and traverse to hit the target.
Number 1 - Also known as the No. 1, this role assists the gunner in aiming and firing the gun. They often operate the firing mechanism and communicate with the gunner to relay commands.
Number 2 - The No. 2 assists in loading the gun. They handle the ammunition and ensure it is properly loaded into the breech or chamber.
Number 3 - The No. 3 assists in loading and operating the gun. They may help with tasks such as preparing the ammunition, clearing misfires, or operating the breech mechanism.
Radio Operator - Communicate through the Radio for accuracy and orders, then relay them to both the Commander (Gunnery Lt.) and the Gun Crew
Driver - If the field gun is mounted on a vehicle, there may be a driver responsible for operating and maneuvering the vehicle to position the gun.
Gunnery NCO (Sergeant) - A Gunnery Sergeant would serve as a senior NCO responsible for the training, discipline, and supervision of the gun crew. They may also assist in the technical operation of the gun and serve as a liaison between the officers and enlisted personnel.
Ammo Handler - Additional crew members may be responsible for handling ammunition, transporting it from storage to the gun, and passing it to the gun crew for loading.
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The Next Day.
As she walked across the dorm room, dressed in her Khaki Uniform, it stared raining and the Young Officer hurried herself across, entering the building where the Officers would meet up.
"Holy Fuck, That is a downpour." Elise spoke, as she got in and saw the rain come down heavy, before turning and walking off to find the High Commanders Office, finding it, she knocked.
"Come in!" A Voice shouted, and Elise opened the College Door, taking a peek she saw Darjeeling, Assam and Orange Pekoe not far off, sitting and observing, unhindered she looked to the Infantry Commander.
"Ma'am, Leftenant Van Der Merwe Reporting!" Elise Spoke, giving the commander a salute.
"At Ease, Leftenant. How are you finding your new unit." The Commander stated now.
"Just fine, Ma'am." Elise Replied.
"I want you to be the Artillery Representative to the the now established Combined Arms Sensha-do Tournemant blah blah, You will be accompanied by your Unit, the Infantry are also going with your old friend, Leftenant Mary Ravenwood, You leave later today, for the rail station." The Commander stated, Elise just nodded, saluted and left.
"Are you sure she's the right person to go? Her temper can be Impulsive and then there's her dislike of you know what." Darjeeling spoke now, towards the commander.
"Yeah well, She;s the best i can spare and her dislike? You do know her parents were killed at the hands of Black South Africans during an attack on the farm, have some faith anyway." The Commander stated her speech, carefully wording it.
Later that Day
"Elise, Do you know where we are going?" Mariska stated to her Officer.
"Why yes, to the tournament as Artillery Representatives." Elise replied, as the train arrived they all got on.
Looking around before taking a seat, she saw a Black Student in Infantry Fatigues, from there it went chaotic.
Without thinking, Elise walked up.
"This is for white students only, your kind is down there." Elise Spoke, her Afrikaans accent coming out strong, behind her everyone watched, apart from two in her unit, Mariska and Adriana who flanked Elise.
"But it's the 2020s..... Aren't we Equal?" The Black Student stated.
"I dunno Carpetbagger, but I don't like your kind, so bugger off and sit with your other friends in the next carriage behind you." Elise Finally stated, seeing as how she wasn't moving, and the fact she was defiantly stronger due to the shells and training, Elise picked up the girl and forcefully dragged her into the other carriage and then used some rope she had and tied the girls leg to the leg of the table on the train.
Smirking, Elise now left, having sorted it and walking back to where her unit were sitting.
"Fucking Magnificent Boss, She had it coming." Annette, the Lance Corporal Stated, the others in her unit saying the same stuff and nodding.
"TND Right?" One of the girls in her unit, Zara, Stated.
"Well, when you watch your family get murdered by a lesser race on a farm they've lived on for centuries, you'd understandably get pissed." Elise stated, and as the train continued, Elise decided to get some sleep (rest).
From where Darjeeling and the others were sat, they just sighed, Perhaps this was a bad choice but they didn't really care and just left it like that.