> Turban... Gun... Dessert... for the first time, bạn must see 'Terrorist image' in your head. But no, It's Turkey Fidelis's order, who wore a bandana of Crescent moon... Turkey's Fidelis, the vast nations that already to launch a wave of conquest through the Africa, middle east and Persia... and are about to conquest whole Asia. But we were went here not to see any bloodshed hoặc conquest, but to find the answer for the biggest các câu hỏi in the 2nd Fidelis head. How his father Mất tích his faith here, Why his father Mất tích his faith, What's the relations between all the clue... everything getting clearer bởi the time, but... we're not just 3 here...
"The Journey to the East!"
Ebsjerk, Denmark
12:22 AM: Cloudy: December 13, 2002
Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis
MonsterTruck42 signing in to radio… okay, it's already on… okay…
Really, I have difficulty sleeping last night. I just slept on this morning at 0800 hours and it cause bởi Major Skjern words yesterday. So… the GWI ended cause bởi my father. It was not cause bởi his disappeared so the men lose their morale… but it was because my father was possessed bởi the 'curiosity' spirit and started to kill some men. The Danish's government chased away him, so the men lose their morale knowing if their leader was gone so they may Mất tích many front in Europe.
Today, I asked Major Skjern to let us to go to Turkey. Why I went there? Right, because it was the land where my father Mất tích his faith. The only one answer was placed there… and the only one chose was to get there and seek for the answer was the only one option. Major Skjern called Rico and Kowalskki to accompany me in the journey to the Crescent Ground (some đã đưa ý kiến if Turkey is Crescent Dust). Rico, Kowalski and I have prepared what's our needed… food, tent and again, Kowalski asked me to brought a lot of vomit pocket (He was rather crazy on that time, he rejected the meat as the last lunch). But when we were about to ride my armored car, suddenly Major Skjern halted me…
"Skipper…" Major shouted from distance "Come here, boy"
Without any words I spoke, I came to him
"In the journey, I want you… to use this on your left flipper…" He gave me a short bandana with Danish's flag on it… but the different was at the vượt qua, cross of it. The vượt qua, cross of this bandana was silver colored… well a little glamour for Fidelis wasn't a problem at all "It will protect the wearer… Your father made it and wore it himself… he wore it through many campaigns…" Well, I just wore it on my right flipper and get enter the armored car with Rico and Kowalski… without saying good bye, I was going…
"May that protect you… on your way to the truth…" Major spoke from the distance…
ngày bởi day, I crossed many placed through Europe… from the small place to the large-damn area. I passed through the beautiful Rhine River, the beautiful Austria plains, the long roads of Hungary, The thousands roads of Greek (Really, we getting Mất tích there and we couldn't ask anyone… so we interrogated few mice… and of course brainwashed them) and finally, 1434 hours, 24 December 2002... Our sacrifice finally repaid. We had arrived on the ground of Anatolia and we continued our trip to the east directly to Lulemburgaz Barrack. Sergeant đã đưa ý kiến that this Mid-East folks was quite different from us even they're our allies. He đã đưa ý kiến that bạn may die there cause bởi your stress because bạn couldn't follow the manners there. So learnt quickly hoặc die quickly… same as in Aars Barrack
"The Crescent Korps"
Lulemburgaz, Turkey
16:10 PM: Light Dust: December 24, 2002
Msg. Kowalski Albert Kowalski
Since I came to Anatolia 2 hours ago, I saw many interesting stuff about this land; the ground, the terrain, the cities, the buildings, the peoples and, other stuff. We went to the border between the Anatolia and Greek with jeep, of course we borrowed it from toy store nearby because our armored car was out of fuel (The borrowed words is thêm polite than steal, I think). And I didn't understand why the store keeper still not allowed us to borrowed it, perhaps we used their toilets too long hoặc we broke their windows (3 windows, they only have two but I broke their glass door so it would be thêm dramatic as in Hollywood film… aww, a glass piece scratched my back!). In the tiếp theo 180 minutes, the sign of Fidelis's order could be seen on a ngẫu nhiên building. This building was a WWI Barrack and now it became… well, GWII Barrack. If I count our average speed and our distance to Lulemburgaz Barrack, I could estimate we would arrive on…. Well… two một giây ago… and now three… oh four… okay five… six…
"Okay boys, nice Châu Âu trip, huh...? Like panorama's assault and kapoo!" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến "Okay, we finish on the jeep. Come on boys!"
We downed from the jeep without any Turkomans soldier opened the door (even for the Fidelis? well… great ego…). I didn't mean if we wanted royalty… but Skipper was a 2nd Fidelis. He must be respected anywhere and everywhere bởi those who wore a banner of Fidelis on their right flipper as well as Danish people. The worst part in the barrack was there was a lot of Turkomans, most of them used Turban and few of them used the mũ bảo hiểm but the problem was not that. But when we walked to the HQ, the soldiers around us always looked sharply on us, seemed like they were suspicious to us. If there was any handsome one, that must be… my notebook (What… is that a problem? I can't đã đưa ý kiến Rico hoặc Skipper was handsome, I'm not a g*y to everyone and to myself). Enough for face, back to the topic… we looking for the main HQ everywhere through the barrack and as usual many eyes kept watching on us even some of them followed our way. Perhaps, we looking for the HQ for almost 4 phút (It was 240 giây more, dude!) and one things that shocked us all, the HQ was just in front of from our jeep parked… DAMN, they must replace it to underground because we wouldn't parked it underground!
"This is it… *hosh*" I felt Skipper very tired on that time, so do us "Here's the damn HQ! Hell! Let's get in!"
We entered the HQ and there were so many soldiers inside, even thêm than outside. They were looks different than the outside soldiers; they wore an armor not a uniform as Danish's Fidelis army wore. We walked to the corridor until a guy who wore a red cái mủ nồi, beret and turban cloth wrapped on his shoulder came in front of us; he prevented us to entering the main hall…
"*May Peace be upon you*, brother…" He đã đưa ý kiến gently even for his 'fierce' face "What do bạn want in this HQ?"
But Skipper didn't care of him. He continued his steps with hiển thị his sword as the sign if he was a leader of Fidelis. But not a permission that he got but few armored Turkomans that already besides us blocked our way bởi aiming their weapon at us (Their weapon kinda different than Danish's)
"Kâfirler bu duvara girmek için yasaktır... (The Infidels are forbidden to enter this wall…)" one of soldiers đã đưa ý kiến "Silahını bırak! (Drop your weapon!)"
"Tam olarak zimmi Kâfirler dışında Kâfirler... (The Infidels except Dhimmi Infidels exactly…)" The red cái mủ nồi, beret đã đưa ý kiến to us "Bu duvar içinde, sadece Türkmenler ve Azab bir silah taşımak! (Within this wall, only the Turkomans and Azzab carry a weapon!) So drop your sword, your handgun, your súng trường and… crossbow! And grenade too… the vest too, makes sure there's no time bomb inside… your tall friend helmet… your fat friend stomach… and… well, I think that's enough…"
"AAKKHHH!" Rico…He won't follow along this chim ác là, chim ác quỷ, ác là anymore. We already tired bởi looking for this HQ and what next? Is that any problem? Cause bởi that, Rico hit the soldier with the butt of his mini flamethrower. Skipper won't just idle and looked at Rico fighting alone… Skipper helped Rico bởi swung his sword to the Turkomans but the sword still packed in this leather. For me… I helped bởi strike the soldier with… my notebook… what, it was better than idle…
"AARRGGGG!" We were all yelled and shouted but there were 5 soldiers that we faced and all of them well trained as us… but well equipped. Of course, they could beat down us easily… except Skipper, Skipper still stand up while I and Rico already knocked down. And the most impressive, he didn't get a hit.
"Who are bạn and what are bạn doing here?!" The chim cánh cụt with red cái mủ nồi, beret đã đưa ý kiến to Skipper "Yani ister sabit hàng đầu, đầu trang oynamak! (So bạn want play hard-ball!)"
"I'm Lieutenant Skipper Joseph Fidelis II, The Danish Fidelis leader! I'm the third son of Flipper von Alexander isle!" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến with piercing voice "Satisfy?"
"Forgive us…" Just it! Well, why bạn don't give me new notebook… It was broken bởi your soldier… looks! The handsomeness was gone! *cry*. Okay then, he leaded us to the main HQ. Well, the HQ inside the HQ… in there, we met someone with a very similar face to Skipper's. The only difference is their eyes; his eyes are Hazel while Skipper's are Blue. And he also used Turkish mũ bảo hiểm while Skipper… didn't use anything on his head but a Liutenant cap…
"Mahmud, yeniden postacı sorguya?... (Mahmoud, bạn interrogated the postman again?...)" the man đã đưa ý kiến with Turkey languange, Ooohh so the red cái mủ nồi, beret man name was Mahmoud. Looks like he was middle-east… xin chào wait, Middle East Penguin? The world is just f*cking sick now…" Ama değil mi görünüyor ... Bana süt adam getirmek ... (But, it seems bạn don't… bạn bring me the milk-man…)" The man đã đưa ý kiến while he kept nghề viết văn the ngẫu nhiên document with his feather pen.
"Hayır efendim, biz bir misafir var. Avrupa bizim kardeşi ... (No sir, we have a guest. From our brother of Europe…)" Mahmoud đã đưa ý kiến and the man with Turkish mũ bảo hiểm seemed surprised and stopped writing. He put the pen down and he extended his flipper as the sign for a ring of the hand…
"Türkiye, kardeş hoş geldiniz (Welcome to Turkey, brother). Here's the port where the Fidelis's order weapons developed and created. Here's the port where the Elite Turkomans and Azzab trained. I'm the leader of this HQ, so please introduce you, brother of Europe…"
"Jeg Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis, The Fidelis Europa (I'm Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis, the Fidelis of Europe) Here's my friend who assist me to come here… Rico blue and Albert Kowalski…" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến politely
"May peace be with bạn here…" The man đã đưa ý kiến "Mahmud, Taşı bizim silah geliştirici laboratuar ve Riko ve Albert zombi virüs uğursuz geliştirici laboratuvar göstermek! (Mahmoud, hiển thị our weapon developer lab and Zombie virus sinister developer lab to Rico and Albert, Move!)"
"Başüstüne efendim ... (Aye aye, sir…)" Mahmoud đã đưa ý kiến "The tall and the Mohawk… follow me; bạn will be in nice trip…"
"Fidelis, bạn with me…" the man đã đưa ý kiến to Skipper while I get out from the HQ room to the way of lab… well, the lab sounds good for me… hoặc maybe the weapon sounds good for Rico…
"The Curiosity may kill you…"
Lulemburgaz Hangar, Lulemburgaz Barrack, Turkey
18:22 PM: Cloudy: December 24, 2002
Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis
We were already come to Asia, Middle East, Turkey, Lulemburgaz… Actually, I wanted to seek about my father life's role here. Since he went here, he Mất tích his spirit of war and started to do whatever weird. Cause bởi that, we've defeated bởi mammals in Great War I, but before I asked him about it, he asked me to hiển thị around this barrack for a moment. We've visited most of the buildings; the Barrack, the Main Hall, Weapons Armory, Artillery Depot and finally we just came to the Hangar… well somewhat arrogant…
"Two weeks ago, we were finished our first atomic máy bay ném bom and some jet fighter… We named it B26 máy bay ném bom and Mostaheeq Jet…" Well, that was impressive while we still using old and rusty plane, they already got a modern plane. But their tank was not too different at all… the P3NGUIN tank was the greatest tanks in the field battle!
"Well, you've hiển thị me a lot of your amazing technology and military…" I đã đưa ý kiến "But bạn haven't told me what your name…"
"Heheh… But promise; don't shock when I tell it to you, brother…" I nodden my head, I just imagined many Arabic name like Asad hoặc Asar hoặc Asaf hoặc Asal hoặc Asad hoặc Asah hoặc Asam (That's Indonesia term for 'acid'). I don't know, but I started to think the name started with Ibn hoặc Al… Well I just guessed his name "My name is Skipper Joseph Fidelis I… in the Turkish name, I'm Skipper Yusuf Fidaliz…The Fidelis of Middle East! The 2nd son of Fidelis" WHAATT? Holy Burger, That's name! Am… am I dreaming? If it was true, so he was my…
"That's means…." I was very shocked! Well, I broke my own promise
"Yes, I'm your brother… the 2nd son of Fidelis!" I was too happy on that moment; I couldn't hold it much longer. I hugged him as strong as I could; I front of many jet pilots! I hugged him, anyway… I didn't shy anymore… instead; I heard some Jet pilot's words…
"Hey, Ali…" one of the pilots đã đưa ý kiến "You remember what Rusif talking about airsick…"
"Eerr… No…" the other pilots đã đưa ý kiến (its Ali… I knew his name from the dialogue)
"He đã đưa ý kiến bạn not must be on air to get a lot of airsick…" the pilots đã đưa ý kiến again
"Yea… and…" the other pilots kept looking at me…
"Looks like he was right…"
"Indeed…"
"Uumm… Bro… brother, bạn could break my ribs…!" Oh sorry, so I released him from my hugs…
"Okay… now how will I call you?" I asked "Skipper name is mine and Fidelis is our father…"
"Call me Yusuf hoặc Brother…" He đã đưa ý kiến "Right… I sure bạn went from Denmark to here not only for wandering this barrack, right? bạn must have a real reason why you're here…"
"Yes…" I đã đưa ý kiến "In GWI, my father… umm, I mean our father and his team went here to heal and brainwash his prisoners armies. But after he back, he started to be weak and Mất tích his spirit of war… he also started to murder hoặc do whatever weird to do for Fidelis after that…"
"That's terrible… what's a matter?" so He asked me back…?
"Hey, I asked you. Don't ask it back to me…" I replied
Yusuf thought for a second, after few giây later… he finally said…
"I know the right place for this… follow me" He leaded me to somewhere else, I didn't know whatever he thought but I knew it would help me… after he leaded me bởi sliding through many way and many road, he stopped at a place, a really-really high placed with billboard written… COCA COLA?
"What's wrong? I'm thirsty…" Yusuf đã đưa ý kiến "You know this American drink isn't as bad as they said…"
"Well, I'm here looking for answer… not a mini cola drink…" I said…
"So this is the answer for my thirsty… isn't it?" Yusuf đã đưa ý kiến and he offered me a bottle of Coca Cola. I won't take it, make sure it will not getting much longer again…
"This is not funny, brother…" I đã đưa ý kiến simply and look angrily to him… but he just kept silent and kept drank in to the end… I just kept my eyes sharply to him and I kept became speak less on that time. And then he offered me again but with no words…
"Oh thanks…" Well, I rather thirsty too…
After a lot of time we wasted there, finally we went inside to the quite large thư viện beside the Coca Cola stands (UUGGHH, Why bạn don't tell it sooner!)…
"Okay… science, philosophy, history, math… oohh I hate math…" Yusuf searched the entry he wanted. He threw every book he rejected from the library; some of them hit my head. But don't wory, my head shape was compatible for this situation "… This is it, the biography entry!" Yusuf seek for our father's biography, even the Math, history and philosophy consist thêm subject than biography but the biography shelves was biggest than all. The math shelves was taller than 2x Kowalski's body and the Biography shelves was taller than 2x Math's shelves. If Denmark had the big thư viện and started to learn… it wouldn't be too difficult for the conquest of the world just in one week…
"Let me see…" Yusuf walked over the ladder and seek for the book we seek about "I'll seek it in Danish part… hhmm, Mac Taylor Douglas, Johnson Davis Wells, Manfredi Ivanovich Patrenko, Heey… it's you… Skipper Joseph Fidelis II… xin chào wait, I found something… Flipper Joseph Fidelis… here we go! The Biography of 1st Fidelis…"Yusuf downed from the ladder and brought the book with our father young bức ảnh with young Major Skjern, Sergeant Taylor and Lieutenant Leonov… LOL, Lt. Leonov's beak was still covered bởi bandage… They were in team when the GWI occurred.
We read it a lot until our eyes getting redder and redder. But it didn't broke our curiosity to know what was my father… his birth, his childhood and his teenager was similar to me… all of them filled bởi lonely and suffering. Well, now remember what Sergeant đã đưa ý kiến in my first military training 'Suffer will make bạn stronger…' And we also knew my father's first carrier (The shocking part was my father was a cleaning service in German before he got an interest to knowledge), Great War I, Propagandas, and after that… we found the explanation about the end of Great War I
"The Great War I ended in 1998 with the main factor such like the fall of great front Sahara and Royal army in Kiev…" That was a similar word with 'our armies defeated in Libya and Russia'. "And the other factor also came from the Fidelis itself, after he went to Turkey… he seek for the technologies to improves his armies strength and prevent most causalities. He learnt about Tactic, Strategy, Weaponry and the most was RELIGION… especially about the soul, he started his argument if the soul was the key of the life time. So if bạn have length hoặc even many souls… bạn could live much longer…" we turned to the tiếp theo page and we saw a picture of lot of corpse with opened chest "Sadly, his arguments were rejected bởi many professional Turkish scholars and especially with many Muslim Imam and Christian Priest… he started to observe and research it bởi consume his own army souls…" Okay, now the problems showed up. It was the part that freaked me a lot…
"And time made everything getting worse… there was so many dead veterans in war that their souls were consume bởi their own adjutant. The recruit to regular soldiers were Mất tích their morale quickly, and the front of Kiev easily knocked down bởi Mammals trái cam, màu da cam Army… after they knocked down the fort of Kiev they assaulted many port such as Seelow and Berlin… after few tháng in the shade of war, there was nothing stand between trái cam, màu da cam Army and the tim, trái tim of Denmark; two tháng later The Mammals front in French, Spain and England finally rising against the Fidelis. So Denmark was siege in many ways, from North bởi England… from South bởi French and Spain… and from East bởi Russia. They were revolted because they side were changed to Humans…"
"So that's the explanation why our father flees to Antarctica…?" I asked "Next!" We continued đọc to the tiếp theo page.
"After the Fidelis gone and Denmark fallen, many penguins wanted to avenge their defeated… they were spread a lot of Propagandas in order to rehabilitation the name of Fidelis. Few Danish scholars still seeking about the souls, so most of them live much longer… but they're forbid to consume the armies hoặc penguins soul. They were turned to consume Mammals soul than each other, which was thêm humane… and…. and… I think it's enough!" Yusuf suddenly closed the book hardly "I do not want to read it much longer… "
"Brother, bạn must be strong… this is for father… for family!" I tried to calm him down and continued read it "Try to search, why he lose his morale during a war? The soul don't affect too much… I think…" Yusuf considered it for few một phút and at last, he decided to open the book back and continued tìm kiếm about the topic. After few seconds, finally we found it… the page 666
"He Mất tích his faith and morale for battle after his victory during the battle of Greeks… that was war between Penguins and Mammals against much kind of birds and con thằn lằn, thằn lằn in many waves of attack, the battles took 7 hours for whole war scene… The Mammals ordered to be the first wave and they were lose and all of them dead in battlefield. But the army of chim cánh cụt with famous strategy 'Lyn', got a big victory… but the Fidelis didn't showed his face in the party… the explanation still un clear…"
"Skipper, I still not understand and even thêm not understand knowing if he Mất tích his morale after victory?... heheh… and that was a big victory, the battles which took full 7 hours" Yusuf seemed like thought about something. He kept his beak closed until he finally started took some words… about this topic
"In the battle, he killed a lot of animals… it was not beautiful enough to saw there was an only chim cánh cụt that remains in the battlefield…" …and… "Our father was a scholar… not a soldier. He was the man of humanity not bloodshed. Perhaps… perhaps he imagine… imagine if the world just like that… if he continued his fascism and the world just like that… his beautiful dream to bring the glory to his kind replaced bởi the worst dream of being alone in the world… There was only Penguin… the world just like un-colorful as before, only black and white with few yellow… That will cause a real fear so…. Yea… he Mất tích his morale in every battle after that…"
Now, the các câu hỏi already answered and my head felt a lot of headache after I heard if all of the problems were started from our side, from side which I fight for now. On this time, I Mất tích my morale of war as well as my father was…
"Coca Cola...?" Yusuf offered me "Want you?"
"Oh… thanks…" After that, I get out from the thư viện with my brother and continued wandering this large barrack again. Yusuf showed me the science laboratory, university, the weapon depot, the great mosques, the apothecary and the best part was 'Public bath'. It was free to wash hoặc took a bath here, I never imagine that the race of desert Penguins would be so… Amazing… The Denmark government didn't hiển thị anything but conscription and army recruitment. But I couldn't stayed here for the long time… perhaps the Coca Cola helped me with my mental thirsty but my thirsty of curiosity still not cured here…
"The Journey to the East!"
Ebsjerk, Denmark
12:22 AM: Cloudy: December 13, 2002
Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis
MonsterTruck42 signing in to radio… okay, it's already on… okay…
Really, I have difficulty sleeping last night. I just slept on this morning at 0800 hours and it cause bởi Major Skjern words yesterday. So… the GWI ended cause bởi my father. It was not cause bởi his disappeared so the men lose their morale… but it was because my father was possessed bởi the 'curiosity' spirit and started to kill some men. The Danish's government chased away him, so the men lose their morale knowing if their leader was gone so they may Mất tích many front in Europe.
Today, I asked Major Skjern to let us to go to Turkey. Why I went there? Right, because it was the land where my father Mất tích his faith. The only one answer was placed there… and the only one chose was to get there and seek for the answer was the only one option. Major Skjern called Rico and Kowalskki to accompany me in the journey to the Crescent Ground (some đã đưa ý kiến if Turkey is Crescent Dust). Rico, Kowalski and I have prepared what's our needed… food, tent and again, Kowalski asked me to brought a lot of vomit pocket (He was rather crazy on that time, he rejected the meat as the last lunch). But when we were about to ride my armored car, suddenly Major Skjern halted me…
"Skipper…" Major shouted from distance "Come here, boy"
Without any words I spoke, I came to him
"In the journey, I want you… to use this on your left flipper…" He gave me a short bandana with Danish's flag on it… but the different was at the vượt qua, cross of it. The vượt qua, cross of this bandana was silver colored… well a little glamour for Fidelis wasn't a problem at all "It will protect the wearer… Your father made it and wore it himself… he wore it through many campaigns…" Well, I just wore it on my right flipper and get enter the armored car with Rico and Kowalski… without saying good bye, I was going…
"May that protect you… on your way to the truth…" Major spoke from the distance…
ngày bởi day, I crossed many placed through Europe… from the small place to the large-damn area. I passed through the beautiful Rhine River, the beautiful Austria plains, the long roads of Hungary, The thousands roads of Greek (Really, we getting Mất tích there and we couldn't ask anyone… so we interrogated few mice… and of course brainwashed them) and finally, 1434 hours, 24 December 2002... Our sacrifice finally repaid. We had arrived on the ground of Anatolia and we continued our trip to the east directly to Lulemburgaz Barrack. Sergeant đã đưa ý kiến that this Mid-East folks was quite different from us even they're our allies. He đã đưa ý kiến that bạn may die there cause bởi your stress because bạn couldn't follow the manners there. So learnt quickly hoặc die quickly… same as in Aars Barrack
"The Crescent Korps"
Lulemburgaz, Turkey
16:10 PM: Light Dust: December 24, 2002
Msg. Kowalski Albert Kowalski
Since I came to Anatolia 2 hours ago, I saw many interesting stuff about this land; the ground, the terrain, the cities, the buildings, the peoples and, other stuff. We went to the border between the Anatolia and Greek with jeep, of course we borrowed it from toy store nearby because our armored car was out of fuel (The borrowed words is thêm polite than steal, I think). And I didn't understand why the store keeper still not allowed us to borrowed it, perhaps we used their toilets too long hoặc we broke their windows (3 windows, they only have two but I broke their glass door so it would be thêm dramatic as in Hollywood film… aww, a glass piece scratched my back!). In the tiếp theo 180 minutes, the sign of Fidelis's order could be seen on a ngẫu nhiên building. This building was a WWI Barrack and now it became… well, GWII Barrack. If I count our average speed and our distance to Lulemburgaz Barrack, I could estimate we would arrive on…. Well… two một giây ago… and now three… oh four… okay five… six…
"Okay boys, nice Châu Âu trip, huh...? Like panorama's assault and kapoo!" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến "Okay, we finish on the jeep. Come on boys!"
We downed from the jeep without any Turkomans soldier opened the door (even for the Fidelis? well… great ego…). I didn't mean if we wanted royalty… but Skipper was a 2nd Fidelis. He must be respected anywhere and everywhere bởi those who wore a banner of Fidelis on their right flipper as well as Danish people. The worst part in the barrack was there was a lot of Turkomans, most of them used Turban and few of them used the mũ bảo hiểm but the problem was not that. But when we walked to the HQ, the soldiers around us always looked sharply on us, seemed like they were suspicious to us. If there was any handsome one, that must be… my notebook (What… is that a problem? I can't đã đưa ý kiến Rico hoặc Skipper was handsome, I'm not a g*y to everyone and to myself). Enough for face, back to the topic… we looking for the main HQ everywhere through the barrack and as usual many eyes kept watching on us even some of them followed our way. Perhaps, we looking for the HQ for almost 4 phút (It was 240 giây more, dude!) and one things that shocked us all, the HQ was just in front of from our jeep parked… DAMN, they must replace it to underground because we wouldn't parked it underground!
"This is it… *hosh*" I felt Skipper very tired on that time, so do us "Here's the damn HQ! Hell! Let's get in!"
We entered the HQ and there were so many soldiers inside, even thêm than outside. They were looks different than the outside soldiers; they wore an armor not a uniform as Danish's Fidelis army wore. We walked to the corridor until a guy who wore a red cái mủ nồi, beret and turban cloth wrapped on his shoulder came in front of us; he prevented us to entering the main hall…
"*May Peace be upon you*, brother…" He đã đưa ý kiến gently even for his 'fierce' face "What do bạn want in this HQ?"
But Skipper didn't care of him. He continued his steps with hiển thị his sword as the sign if he was a leader of Fidelis. But not a permission that he got but few armored Turkomans that already besides us blocked our way bởi aiming their weapon at us (Their weapon kinda different than Danish's)
"Kâfirler bu duvara girmek için yasaktır... (The Infidels are forbidden to enter this wall…)" one of soldiers đã đưa ý kiến "Silahını bırak! (Drop your weapon!)"
"Tam olarak zimmi Kâfirler dışında Kâfirler... (The Infidels except Dhimmi Infidels exactly…)" The red cái mủ nồi, beret đã đưa ý kiến to us "Bu duvar içinde, sadece Türkmenler ve Azab bir silah taşımak! (Within this wall, only the Turkomans and Azzab carry a weapon!) So drop your sword, your handgun, your súng trường and… crossbow! And grenade too… the vest too, makes sure there's no time bomb inside… your tall friend helmet… your fat friend stomach… and… well, I think that's enough…"
"AAKKHHH!" Rico…He won't follow along this chim ác là, chim ác quỷ, ác là anymore. We already tired bởi looking for this HQ and what next? Is that any problem? Cause bởi that, Rico hit the soldier with the butt of his mini flamethrower. Skipper won't just idle and looked at Rico fighting alone… Skipper helped Rico bởi swung his sword to the Turkomans but the sword still packed in this leather. For me… I helped bởi strike the soldier with… my notebook… what, it was better than idle…
"AARRGGGG!" We were all yelled and shouted but there were 5 soldiers that we faced and all of them well trained as us… but well equipped. Of course, they could beat down us easily… except Skipper, Skipper still stand up while I and Rico already knocked down. And the most impressive, he didn't get a hit.
"Who are bạn and what are bạn doing here?!" The chim cánh cụt with red cái mủ nồi, beret đã đưa ý kiến to Skipper "Yani ister sabit hàng đầu, đầu trang oynamak! (So bạn want play hard-ball!)"
"I'm Lieutenant Skipper Joseph Fidelis II, The Danish Fidelis leader! I'm the third son of Flipper von Alexander isle!" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến with piercing voice "Satisfy?"
"Forgive us…" Just it! Well, why bạn don't give me new notebook… It was broken bởi your soldier… looks! The handsomeness was gone! *cry*. Okay then, he leaded us to the main HQ. Well, the HQ inside the HQ… in there, we met someone with a very similar face to Skipper's. The only difference is their eyes; his eyes are Hazel while Skipper's are Blue. And he also used Turkish mũ bảo hiểm while Skipper… didn't use anything on his head but a Liutenant cap…
"Mahmud, yeniden postacı sorguya?... (Mahmoud, bạn interrogated the postman again?...)" the man đã đưa ý kiến with Turkey languange, Ooohh so the red cái mủ nồi, beret man name was Mahmoud. Looks like he was middle-east… xin chào wait, Middle East Penguin? The world is just f*cking sick now…" Ama değil mi görünüyor ... Bana süt adam getirmek ... (But, it seems bạn don't… bạn bring me the milk-man…)" The man đã đưa ý kiến while he kept nghề viết văn the ngẫu nhiên document with his feather pen.
"Hayır efendim, biz bir misafir var. Avrupa bizim kardeşi ... (No sir, we have a guest. From our brother of Europe…)" Mahmoud đã đưa ý kiến and the man with Turkish mũ bảo hiểm seemed surprised and stopped writing. He put the pen down and he extended his flipper as the sign for a ring of the hand…
"Türkiye, kardeş hoş geldiniz (Welcome to Turkey, brother). Here's the port where the Fidelis's order weapons developed and created. Here's the port where the Elite Turkomans and Azzab trained. I'm the leader of this HQ, so please introduce you, brother of Europe…"
"Jeg Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis, The Fidelis Europa (I'm Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis, the Fidelis of Europe) Here's my friend who assist me to come here… Rico blue and Albert Kowalski…" Skipper đã đưa ý kiến politely
"May peace be with bạn here…" The man đã đưa ý kiến "Mahmud, Taşı bizim silah geliştirici laboratuar ve Riko ve Albert zombi virüs uğursuz geliştirici laboratuvar göstermek! (Mahmoud, hiển thị our weapon developer lab and Zombie virus sinister developer lab to Rico and Albert, Move!)"
"Başüstüne efendim ... (Aye aye, sir…)" Mahmoud đã đưa ý kiến "The tall and the Mohawk… follow me; bạn will be in nice trip…"
"Fidelis, bạn with me…" the man đã đưa ý kiến to Skipper while I get out from the HQ room to the way of lab… well, the lab sounds good for me… hoặc maybe the weapon sounds good for Rico…
"The Curiosity may kill you…"
Lulemburgaz Hangar, Lulemburgaz Barrack, Turkey
18:22 PM: Cloudy: December 24, 2002
Lt. Skipper Joseph Fidelis
We were already come to Asia, Middle East, Turkey, Lulemburgaz… Actually, I wanted to seek about my father life's role here. Since he went here, he Mất tích his spirit of war and started to do whatever weird. Cause bởi that, we've defeated bởi mammals in Great War I, but before I asked him about it, he asked me to hiển thị around this barrack for a moment. We've visited most of the buildings; the Barrack, the Main Hall, Weapons Armory, Artillery Depot and finally we just came to the Hangar… well somewhat arrogant…
"Two weeks ago, we were finished our first atomic máy bay ném bom and some jet fighter… We named it B26 máy bay ném bom and Mostaheeq Jet…" Well, that was impressive while we still using old and rusty plane, they already got a modern plane. But their tank was not too different at all… the P3NGUIN tank was the greatest tanks in the field battle!
"Well, you've hiển thị me a lot of your amazing technology and military…" I đã đưa ý kiến "But bạn haven't told me what your name…"
"Heheh… But promise; don't shock when I tell it to you, brother…" I nodden my head, I just imagined many Arabic name like Asad hoặc Asar hoặc Asaf hoặc Asal hoặc Asad hoặc Asah hoặc Asam (That's Indonesia term for 'acid'). I don't know, but I started to think the name started with Ibn hoặc Al… Well I just guessed his name "My name is Skipper Joseph Fidelis I… in the Turkish name, I'm Skipper Yusuf Fidaliz…The Fidelis of Middle East! The 2nd son of Fidelis" WHAATT? Holy Burger, That's name! Am… am I dreaming? If it was true, so he was my…
"That's means…." I was very shocked! Well, I broke my own promise
"Yes, I'm your brother… the 2nd son of Fidelis!" I was too happy on that moment; I couldn't hold it much longer. I hugged him as strong as I could; I front of many jet pilots! I hugged him, anyway… I didn't shy anymore… instead; I heard some Jet pilot's words…
"Hey, Ali…" one of the pilots đã đưa ý kiến "You remember what Rusif talking about airsick…"
"Eerr… No…" the other pilots đã đưa ý kiến (its Ali… I knew his name from the dialogue)
"He đã đưa ý kiến bạn not must be on air to get a lot of airsick…" the pilots đã đưa ý kiến again
"Yea… and…" the other pilots kept looking at me…
"Looks like he was right…"
"Indeed…"
"Uumm… Bro… brother, bạn could break my ribs…!" Oh sorry, so I released him from my hugs…
"Okay… now how will I call you?" I asked "Skipper name is mine and Fidelis is our father…"
"Call me Yusuf hoặc Brother…" He đã đưa ý kiến "Right… I sure bạn went from Denmark to here not only for wandering this barrack, right? bạn must have a real reason why you're here…"
"Yes…" I đã đưa ý kiến "In GWI, my father… umm, I mean our father and his team went here to heal and brainwash his prisoners armies. But after he back, he started to be weak and Mất tích his spirit of war… he also started to murder hoặc do whatever weird to do for Fidelis after that…"
"That's terrible… what's a matter?" so He asked me back…?
"Hey, I asked you. Don't ask it back to me…" I replied
Yusuf thought for a second, after few giây later… he finally said…
"I know the right place for this… follow me" He leaded me to somewhere else, I didn't know whatever he thought but I knew it would help me… after he leaded me bởi sliding through many way and many road, he stopped at a place, a really-really high placed with billboard written… COCA COLA?
"What's wrong? I'm thirsty…" Yusuf đã đưa ý kiến "You know this American drink isn't as bad as they said…"
"Well, I'm here looking for answer… not a mini cola drink…" I said…
"So this is the answer for my thirsty… isn't it?" Yusuf đã đưa ý kiến and he offered me a bottle of Coca Cola. I won't take it, make sure it will not getting much longer again…
"This is not funny, brother…" I đã đưa ý kiến simply and look angrily to him… but he just kept silent and kept drank in to the end… I just kept my eyes sharply to him and I kept became speak less on that time. And then he offered me again but with no words…
"Oh thanks…" Well, I rather thirsty too…
After a lot of time we wasted there, finally we went inside to the quite large thư viện beside the Coca Cola stands (UUGGHH, Why bạn don't tell it sooner!)…
"Okay… science, philosophy, history, math… oohh I hate math…" Yusuf searched the entry he wanted. He threw every book he rejected from the library; some of them hit my head. But don't wory, my head shape was compatible for this situation "… This is it, the biography entry!" Yusuf seek for our father's biography, even the Math, history and philosophy consist thêm subject than biography but the biography shelves was biggest than all. The math shelves was taller than 2x Kowalski's body and the Biography shelves was taller than 2x Math's shelves. If Denmark had the big thư viện and started to learn… it wouldn't be too difficult for the conquest of the world just in one week…
"Let me see…" Yusuf walked over the ladder and seek for the book we seek about "I'll seek it in Danish part… hhmm, Mac Taylor Douglas, Johnson Davis Wells, Manfredi Ivanovich Patrenko, Heey… it's you… Skipper Joseph Fidelis II… xin chào wait, I found something… Flipper Joseph Fidelis… here we go! The Biography of 1st Fidelis…"Yusuf downed from the ladder and brought the book with our father young bức ảnh with young Major Skjern, Sergeant Taylor and Lieutenant Leonov… LOL, Lt. Leonov's beak was still covered bởi bandage… They were in team when the GWI occurred.
We read it a lot until our eyes getting redder and redder. But it didn't broke our curiosity to know what was my father… his birth, his childhood and his teenager was similar to me… all of them filled bởi lonely and suffering. Well, now remember what Sergeant đã đưa ý kiến in my first military training 'Suffer will make bạn stronger…' And we also knew my father's first carrier (The shocking part was my father was a cleaning service in German before he got an interest to knowledge), Great War I, Propagandas, and after that… we found the explanation about the end of Great War I
"The Great War I ended in 1998 with the main factor such like the fall of great front Sahara and Royal army in Kiev…" That was a similar word with 'our armies defeated in Libya and Russia'. "And the other factor also came from the Fidelis itself, after he went to Turkey… he seek for the technologies to improves his armies strength and prevent most causalities. He learnt about Tactic, Strategy, Weaponry and the most was RELIGION… especially about the soul, he started his argument if the soul was the key of the life time. So if bạn have length hoặc even many souls… bạn could live much longer…" we turned to the tiếp theo page and we saw a picture of lot of corpse with opened chest "Sadly, his arguments were rejected bởi many professional Turkish scholars and especially with many Muslim Imam and Christian Priest… he started to observe and research it bởi consume his own army souls…" Okay, now the problems showed up. It was the part that freaked me a lot…
"And time made everything getting worse… there was so many dead veterans in war that their souls were consume bởi their own adjutant. The recruit to regular soldiers were Mất tích their morale quickly, and the front of Kiev easily knocked down bởi Mammals trái cam, màu da cam Army… after they knocked down the fort of Kiev they assaulted many port such as Seelow and Berlin… after few tháng in the shade of war, there was nothing stand between trái cam, màu da cam Army and the tim, trái tim of Denmark; two tháng later The Mammals front in French, Spain and England finally rising against the Fidelis. So Denmark was siege in many ways, from North bởi England… from South bởi French and Spain… and from East bởi Russia. They were revolted because they side were changed to Humans…"
"So that's the explanation why our father flees to Antarctica…?" I asked "Next!" We continued đọc to the tiếp theo page.
"After the Fidelis gone and Denmark fallen, many penguins wanted to avenge their defeated… they were spread a lot of Propagandas in order to rehabilitation the name of Fidelis. Few Danish scholars still seeking about the souls, so most of them live much longer… but they're forbid to consume the armies hoặc penguins soul. They were turned to consume Mammals soul than each other, which was thêm humane… and…. and… I think it's enough!" Yusuf suddenly closed the book hardly "I do not want to read it much longer… "
"Brother, bạn must be strong… this is for father… for family!" I tried to calm him down and continued read it "Try to search, why he lose his morale during a war? The soul don't affect too much… I think…" Yusuf considered it for few một phút and at last, he decided to open the book back and continued tìm kiếm about the topic. After few seconds, finally we found it… the page 666
"He Mất tích his faith and morale for battle after his victory during the battle of Greeks… that was war between Penguins and Mammals against much kind of birds and con thằn lằn, thằn lằn in many waves of attack, the battles took 7 hours for whole war scene… The Mammals ordered to be the first wave and they were lose and all of them dead in battlefield. But the army of chim cánh cụt with famous strategy 'Lyn', got a big victory… but the Fidelis didn't showed his face in the party… the explanation still un clear…"
"Skipper, I still not understand and even thêm not understand knowing if he Mất tích his morale after victory?... heheh… and that was a big victory, the battles which took full 7 hours" Yusuf seemed like thought about something. He kept his beak closed until he finally started took some words… about this topic
"In the battle, he killed a lot of animals… it was not beautiful enough to saw there was an only chim cánh cụt that remains in the battlefield…" …and… "Our father was a scholar… not a soldier. He was the man of humanity not bloodshed. Perhaps… perhaps he imagine… imagine if the world just like that… if he continued his fascism and the world just like that… his beautiful dream to bring the glory to his kind replaced bởi the worst dream of being alone in the world… There was only Penguin… the world just like un-colorful as before, only black and white with few yellow… That will cause a real fear so…. Yea… he Mất tích his morale in every battle after that…"
Now, the các câu hỏi already answered and my head felt a lot of headache after I heard if all of the problems were started from our side, from side which I fight for now. On this time, I Mất tích my morale of war as well as my father was…
"Coca Cola...?" Yusuf offered me "Want you?"
"Oh… thanks…" After that, I get out from the thư viện with my brother and continued wandering this large barrack again. Yusuf showed me the science laboratory, university, the weapon depot, the great mosques, the apothecary and the best part was 'Public bath'. It was free to wash hoặc took a bath here, I never imagine that the race of desert Penguins would be so… Amazing… The Denmark government didn't hiển thị anything but conscription and army recruitment. But I couldn't stayed here for the long time… perhaps the Coca Cola helped me with my mental thirsty but my thirsty of curiosity still not cured here…