Olivier's eyes lit up when she heard that. She herself was a believer in the fact that technological advancement can make war easier and more efficient. Her own soldiers were ordered to produce tanks.
A flying machine could change everything and she knew it. She threw Buccaneer to the side and went out herself to see it.
They came at the top of the Fort Briggs. It was freezing there. But, still, in front of them was the majestic Chinook helicopter, landing slowly at the top.
"This... Is beautiful." She exclaimed loudly. For many, it was the first time hearing her appreciate something like this. Nearly never did she say something nice to the soldiers.
The helicopter landed and the rear ramp opened slowly. Inside were supplies upon supplies. There were 11 tonnes of food, firewhiskey, and vodka. All the drinks were made by Alexander's company.
"Can this thing fire shells?" Olivier asked Alexander.
"Sure it can. But I'm not planning to. I don't want this to crash in another country and then end up being reverse engineered. This will only be used to bring supplies to troops or even take troops from one place to another." Alexander said.
"Nonsense, we have an enemy on the other side of this fortress, General. We can end them with these kinds of flying machines." She insisted.
"Oh, you mean Drachma? Well, I forgot to tell you, I am going to Drachma to strike out a peace deal. Just like Creta and Aerugo." Alexander revealed.
"But sir, this is not like Creta or Aerugo. Drachma is very strong." She replied.
"The harder the challenge, the sweeter the victory. Just have some faith in me, child. Once I return, we will cheer with a glass of Firewhiskey. I also have something very important to talk to you about." Alexander replied and moved closer to her ear.
"Someone from central will most likely visit you after I'm gone. They will offer you something. Until then, take care." Alexander warned her and went back into the building to finish his meal.
Olivier stood there in the open, deep in thought. Thinking about what plot is in motion. ~It seems the Central is up to no good.~
...
Alexander packed his bags and through a special lift, went to the other side of the Fort. This was the most official way he could reach Drachma.
Drachma was like Russia of this word. A cold country with a strong military. Drachma was known for its constant on-and-off struggle against Amestris. Sometime in the early 1900s, both countries had signed a Pact of Non-Aggression, which endured until the end of 1914 in a somewhat shaky state and with constant threats of being broken.
Now, Alexander was on his way to adding another trophy under his belt. His propaganda Seraphs were already at work and were spreading the news that Alexander had gone to Drachma to stop the conflict.
If Alexander won this time, then he would have a reputation and fan following even bigger than the Fuhrer. It was one step closer to becoming fuhrer for Alexander now.
...
Meanwhile, as Alexander had warned, someone from Central came after he left.
There were two people from the Central. Surprisingly, both of them were Lieutenant General. Their names were Lt. General Raven and Lt. General Fox.
Olivier, as a person one rank lower, had to entertain these two. She was already feeling disgusted when she felt Lt. General Raven's eyes checking her body out. It was clear as day from the man's face what thoughts he had in his mind.
She took the two to a private meeting room. But she ensured that everything was being digital video recorded by the amazing gadget Alexander had given her as a gift. She didn't say no to it after she found out its capabilities.
Taking the benefit that no one knew about it in the world, she placed it in a corner of the room. To others, it was like a showpiece.
"What can I do for you two generals?" She asked.
"Ah, this is a very fine Whiskey, General Armstrong." Lt. General Raven put down his glass. General Raven was a rather manipulative and selfish person, seduced by the plan for immortality, but too foolish to realize that he himself was being deceived and manipulated by the Homunculi. He believed in the "survival of the fittest" and the "end's justification of the means"
"General Universe gave it to me before he left for Drachma." She answered.
"Ah, General Universe, what a brave and great man. He has done a great service to the nation. But I guess he has gotten too proud of himself. Drachma is no joke and the chances of his return are minimal." General Fox spoke disdainfully.
Lieutenant General Fox was one of the most powerful men in the Amestrian State Military and a high-profile member of Central Command. He was a straightforward kind of guy, but still, he was cunning.
"Only time will tell that. Now, will you tell me the reason for this visit?" She asked.
"Calm down, Major General, we are not here for any inspection. We are just here to talk. Tell me, what are your thoughts on immortality, General?" Raven asked.
Olivier hid her inner surprise and calmly thought. She now started suspecting everything and decided to say what the two probably wanted to hear.
"Hmm, it's a nice dream that everyone hopes was real. Who wouldn't want to stay young and strong forever." Olivier replied whole secretly checking their expressions.
From the looks of it, it seemed they wanted to hear exactly this.
General Raven continued and asked. "Hahaha... Yes yes, who wouldn't want to stay young, I'd give anything for immortality. What would you be willing to pay as a price for immortality."
"Huh, anything. Everything can be earned back as long as I am immortal. But why are you asking me this? I don't suppose you came here just to talk about this, immortality is just a dream, General" Olivier asked back.
Raven smiled creepily and put his hand on Olivier's. It disgusted her to no bounds. "Of course, we didn't come here for that. But we have an offer that you will surely like. What if I told you that this won't be a dream for long anymore.
"Tell me, General. Would you be interested in a legion of immortal soldiers? Never die or get old. You want to too, don't you?"
"An intriguing question. I don't know what goes on in the Central, but if this is real, then, of course, I am interested. But, what will I have to do as I understand there is never a free meal." Olivier asked.
"Haha, it is not much. A person of your background can do anything. The promised day will be coming soon, General. You will also be invited to Central soon for a seat at the Central Command. But, before that, you have one task. If you do that, immortality will be in your grasp." General Fox spoke.
"And what task is it?" Olivier inquired. She already had a feeling that she was not going to like this.
"It is simple, with all your men, it will be easy to accomplish. We need you to take care of the General Universe. That is 'If' he comes back." He replied. In an instant, the faces of General Raven and Fox started looking evil. Gone was the political smile.
~So they are afraid of the General Universe. It seems he has already chosen which side he stands on. It's a bit reassuring that he's against these lunatics.~ Olivier thought.
She acted a bit shocked and then returned to normal. She took a long breath and agreed, "It is doable."
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Alexander was in Drachma. Unlike his previous work. This country was very different. It was big and powerful. In no way was it losing the war. In fact, Drachma was trying to take over Amestris. But, because of the strong Alchemist forces of Amestris, Drachma didn't take any drastic steps.
So, if he wanted to stop this country, he needed to take bigger steps than just talking to the ruler or the president of this country.
He needed to fully take over the country by any means, only then can he dictate what happens here.
"Dobby, I want you to call 20 Seraphs and tell them to take over as much land as they can. They are not allowed to kill though unless they are murderers and rapists." He ordered.
"Okay boss." Dobby vanished in Phixheim.
While Dobby did that, Alexander went to the capital of the country. He didn't act reserved, he just changed his dress and entered the palace. Drachma although didn't have a ruler, but even the so-called president was not someone less than a ruler. He had been in the position of president for the past 20 years.
The man had full control over the political side of the country. There was also an opposition but that was only in name as he also controlled them through some secret means. He also dictated the laws of the country to whatever he wanted.
In all of Alexander's experience, most of the leaders of the countries he had met were big sinners. Most of the time they were from Category 3. This was because most of them had done something in their political career that had resulted in many people dying or they had committed some other corrupt act.
So, Alexander looked into the sins of Drachma's president and he hit the jackpot. He was a Category 4 sinner with 5 Genocides under his belt and lots of other crimes such as child trafficking, human trafficking, and many more.
~Now I don't feel bad about taking over this country.~ Alexander thought.
He barged into the president's office via magic. He was shocked to find that 90% of the stiff in the room was made of gold, leaving only the walls, paper, and clothes. Even his dustbin was made of gold.
"What is this? Federal Gold Reserves?" Alexander questioned loudly.
The president had his eyes closed and was relaxing on the chair. His eyes suddenly opened.
Then, with a thud noise, a woman came out from under the table. Her hair was in a mess. Alexander could guess what she was doing and looking at how old the man looked, it must have been a nightmare.
But, to Alexander's shock, another woman came out from under the table. Then a third one and then a fourth woman came out.
Alexander's jaw was touching the floor. "You only have one instrument, why are there so many girls under the table? Are you giving birth to them?"
But, to Alexander's shock, another woman came out.
"Is there a door under your desk?" Alexander asked.
"WHO ARE YOU? SECURITY," the president raged.
Alexander made all the girls fall asleep and force choked the president while levitating him in the air. He at least weighed 110 kilos while just being 5 feet 5 inches tall.
"You really are as bad as the rumours say. But, no more. Thank you for lending me your skin." Alexander said.
"Who are you?" The president asked.
"A friendly neighbourhood grandpa. What did you think? I'm some kind of a spy? haha..." Alexander joked.
He didn't put him in time torture but instead, put a curse. He would have to chop himself into tiny pieces and kill himself. Alexander made sure he wouldn't die unless he had chopped 75% of his own body.
What followed was agony-filled screams. But no one out of the room could hear them. Alexander cast a silencing charm on him and also put headphones on him with a 2-second delay so he would hear his own screams.
Alexander called out a T-800 droid.
"Take the form of that man's face and read his memories. You will be taking his place but will run this country with better responsibility. Sign an eternal peace pact between Drachma and Amestris." He ordered.
The same thing was happening all around Drachma. Governors of Provinces, major political leaders, and high ranking DCCP members were replaced by T-800 droids. They would act the same but better.
Alexander had the whole country in his hands. He immediately called a General Meeting where all small and big officials would come. There, the fake president will announce some new plans and he will also get the support of his opposition at the same time. This will stop anyone from going against his orders.
With the peace deal in hand, Alexander left the country and returned to Briggs Fort's Drachma side.
But when he reached there and signalled with fire, instead of the lift being sent for him, he was bombarded on by mortar shells.
Alexander laughed, "Dobby, it seems they are too scared of me now."
They were dodging the shells like a walk in the park with minimal effort.
Alexander soon started catching the shells and throwing them towards the mountain around them. Soon, a large avalanche started up. This, too, couldn't stop Alexander as he came out on the top of the snow.
The exchange went on for an hour before stopping. Then, the lift came down to get him.
Alexander was yet to know what side did Major Armstrong chose. When he came to the top, his helicopter was also there.
~I guess we're in the safe judging by the state of our helicopter.~
After entering the fort, Alexander saw Olivier walking towards them and giving them a salute. "Welcome back, General. How was your trip?" She asked.
"Haha, the trip was amazing, except for the little exercise at the end. Other than that, I have now signed an eternal peace pact with Drachma. The President and the political party have themselves assured that peace will be maintained. They will also demilitarise the borders, especially in this sector." Alexander explained.
Olivier's eyes fully opened when she heard the news. If this was the case, then it meant that she wouldn't have to man the fort so overzealously. She will be able to focus more on her career then.
~Hmm, from that little exercise back then, he certainly is extremely strong and now I know it's not just his body that is strong but his mind too.~
"Any special happenings while I was gone?" Alexander inquired.
"I'd rather show you, sir." She replied.
"Haha, okay, lead the way then." He chuckled.
He followed her to the topmost prison cells. They were made in a way that the only way out of the building would be jumping hundreds of feet to the ground.
"These two dogs had lost their way while sniffing you around," Olivier said, pointing to a prison cell.
Alexander looked and saw two people sitting on the floor. They were handcuffed and looked a bit scared.