Tell me if you choose to be apart of the ones trying to stop them or apart of the Weltmächte Empire.

For my friend who is new on Imgflip and can't get his email verified (I'm talking about you, J. Sams): https://imgflip.com/memechat?invite=s-gwVaxapYLQRksrSS6QzVfBFIjYsdmo

Wait... can i be. a medic

Sure.

(Tbh i really dont care what army I am a part of)

(Lmao. Basically it's based on WW2. The Axis is the Weltmächte Empire, and the Allied is the others. Credit to my friend for helping with the ideas, lol)

ight bet. I choose Weltmachte. cant do the special a, since i am on a laptop)

(I have a laptop and can do it on there. You just have to go to settings and to languages and you can add a German Keyboard choice onto it. Anyway, let's start)
*At the meeting, General Allen and General Sams are discussing an attack plan on Turkey* (Btw, Allen and Sams is mine and my friends last names because, well, we are the people who planned the entire WW4/3 out)

Nah, my laptop is like super old)
I am silent, tapping my armoured foot as I listen intently to their conversation.

(Mk. Can it Copy and Paste?)
G. Allen: Nein, Jaxon, nein. Think about it. We have Russia, Japan, Germany, and Italy- which makes us the biggest Empire, which also means we have the ability to possibly invade China if we wanted to.
G. Sams: ...You have a point.
G. Allen: *She nods*

"Sirs, I apologize for interrupting, but why am I here?"

G. Sams: You are here because we wanted to hear what you think we should do.
G. Allen: I'm actually quite curious on what the others think.

"Sir, I am just a combat medic, but I do think that we should invade either China or Australia, since China has the largest amount of steel and Australia has the largest reserves of iron."

G. Allen: You're smart. That could be used greatly- even as a combat medic.
G. Sams: She's got a point. *still talking to you* If we were to invade one of those two, we'd have to do it quickly or slowly and quietly, because the other side doesn't know our plans.

"Hm... We could do an invasion of both by transport submarines, since they both have access to the ocean."

G. Sams: True. By the way, don't tell the other soldiers or medics we are going to get some of their opinions.

"Yes sir."

*he nods and goes silent, thinking and doing calculations in his head*
G. Allen: Tell me, I'm curious. Why did you join the Weltmächte Empire?

"I was born in Russia, and I thought it would be good if I could put my medical knowledge to good use."

*She nods* Well. The previous times we've needed a medic out on the battlefield, you did great.

"Thank you sir." The mechanical tool arms mounted on his shoulder twitch slightly, making a whirring noise.

*She glances at the tool arms for a moment. A soldier interrupts and bursts in*
G. Allen: *directs her brown eyes to the door* This better be important.
Soldier: America has figured out what we are doing. One of our spies reported that they are planning an attack.
G. Sams: Fanculo! (It's Italian, if you would like to translate it into Google Translate)

"Sir?"

G. Sams: Hm? *Him being the only male in the room other than the soldier at the door, he thought you were talking to him*

"I must take my leave, there is most likely injuries."

G. Sams: Alright. You are dismissed.
(By the way, G. Sams and G. Allen split the Empire so where they both ruled over a part. G. Allen has Germany and Russia while G. Sams has Japan and Italy)

Ight)
"If you need, me you know how to reach my private comms."

G. Sams: Alright. Me and General Allen will try and figure out how to deal with America. We should figure it out since we are from there.

"Yes sir." He salutes before turning around and leaving.

*G. Sams sighs.The two stay silent. You notice that they both look a lot like each other and start to mistake them for twins or siblings*

He walks up to the nearest transport officer.

transport officer: Yes?

"I need to be delivered to the front lines. Make sure that I am sent in a vehicle with medical supplies."

*He nods* Alright. *A while later, a vehicle with medical supplies arrives*

"Thank you sir. I will commend you to the commanders."

*he nods* Your welcome.

I get in the car.

*You arrive at the Front Lines later on*

I get out of the vehicle, and grab what medical supplies fit in my bag before running off to find the field commander

*You find him about maybe an eighth of a mile away*

"Excuse me sir, but where are the casualties being held?"

Field Commander: In the tent over there. There aren't many, but some are almost fatal. You might want to hurry.

"Yes sir." I rush to them.

*When you walked into the tent, you see some of the ones that are almost fatal- half of them being stab wounds and the other half gun shots or ones with limbs that went missing in a bomb that was accidentally set off a few hours ago*

"Ugh..." I set up my stool next to the most injured one.

*Luckily, there are a few other combat medics tending to others. The most injured one had his calf and foot blown off, along wit a stab wound in the flesh of the remains of the leg*

I sit down, tending to the wounds. "What happened to you, buddy?"

Soldier: The British.

I sigh. "F**k..." I put a clamp on the femoral artery before standing up and opening my comms to the commanders. "The british are here too."

Russian Commander: God dammit. Seriously?

"Noooo. OF COURSE I'M BEING SERIOUS!!!"

Russian Commander: ...I'll go tell General Allen and General Sams.
G. Allen: *on the coms unexpectedly* Too late for that, I already know.

"What?" He looks back to the soldier and turns off his mic. "I'm gonna amputate."

*You see the soldier has fallen asleep. He did looked tired when you came in*

I attempt to awaken him.

*he jerks awake* Sorry. I haven't been able to sleep that much lately.

"It's alright." The tools twitch. "I'm gonna have to amputate your leg."

*He nods* Alright.

"I have no anestethich, so this will hurt."

*He nods and prepares himself*

"You ready?"

*he nods*

I get down on my knees, and the chainblade mounted on my shoulder quickly cuts through.

*He winces*

"The blade was heated, so your wound is now cauterized."

*The soldier breathes deeply*

"Are you alright?"

*He nods* Yeah, I'm fine.