Crossing Borders, a Youjo Senki/Strike Witches crossover

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You could always focus on YS characters on the SW side of the portal. Anyone who joins in on the fighting over there can expect a massive tech windfall, and can make a obscene amount of money from millitary sales. Simply exporting food should make a lot of money, as it would be fresher and going over a shorter logistical train. A lot of the ammunition used on both World Wars is compatible, as is fuel.

Reparations payment could easily consist of stripping excess war material from involved countries, allowing fast demobilizatiom, and giving a bumper crop of supplies to the SW nations. Basically, it allows the transfer of stuff from people who can't immediately legally use it, to people who desperately need it, all for transport cost, and avoiding storage costs.

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That kind of economic negociation will be relevant only after the current warfront is stabilized, which will happen one way or another after Arene and Revolving door. Before that both sides are undertaking short term negociations only. Remember, anything the field commanders of the European Theater cannot authorize on their own inititative (such as economic support, sending military gear not considered surplus and technology interchange under an active patent or considered classified) they will have to pass to their governments, which in the Liberion case is a classified Congress subcomittee or similar, which would slow down things (both in and out of the story) and none of the people in charge wants to deal with at this point (and yes, that includes the author).

I need to make it clearer and establish a timeline with dates, but the whole fic so far can barely be measured in a couple weeks, and while so far both sides are making the best out of the available time there's simply no way they can agree to what would be for all purposes a secret Military Aid and Commerce Treaty with a foreign power in such a short timeframe. Especially since on the SW side commercial and economic measures are one of the rights of the nation in which the portal is, Gallia, and currently the government is too busy moving back to Paris to pay the attention it would require (at the very least informing economists, diplomats and lawyers to draw a treaty that won't step in too many toes.

 

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That kind of economic negociation will be relevant only after the current warfront is stabilized, which will happen one way or another after Arene and Revolving door. Before that both sides are undertaking short term negociations only. Remember, anything the field commanders of the European Theater cannot authorize on their own inititative (such as economic support, sending military gear not considered surplus and technology interchange under an active patent or considered classified) they will have to pass to their governments, which in the Liberion case is a classified Congress subcomittee or similar, which would slow down things (both in and out of the story) and none of the people in charge wants to deal with at this point (and yes, that includes the author).

I need to make it clearer and establish a timeline with dates, but the whole fic so far can barely be measured in a couple weeks, and while so far both sides are making the best out of the available time there's simply no way they can agree to what would be for all purposes a secret Military Aid and Commerce Treaty with a foreign power in such a short timeframe. Especially since on the SW side commercial and economic measures are one of the rights of the nation in which the portal is, Gallia, and currently the government is too busy moving back to Paris to pay the attention it would require (at the very least informing economists, diplomats and lawyers to draw a treaty that won't step in too many toes.

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All true,they are not medieval states where kings could decide something in one day.


on another topic - WW2 metal planes could be hard to replicate for YS Germany,when in OTL Junkers made Junkers D1 metal fighter,it was worst then wooden biplanes with the same engines made by Fokker,Albatross and other factories,becouse technology for making metal planes was no there yet.

Better take much stronger engines,and use for another wooden biplanes,for example like dutch Fokker D.17.
Here:
https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&cd=&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=2ahUKEwiu-I-38v2BAxW4JRAIHXX6DCoQFnoECBMQAQ&url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fokker_D.XVII&usg=AOvVaw1IVfMi68G8hwz6ZxSuEx-E&opi=89978449

It was almost twice as fast as any allied fighter from 1918,and climbed better.Allied air forces could not match it,at least till they copy engine.

Stronger engines for tanks made YS germany to mass produce light tanks like Vickers E.
Germans probably would be unable to made sometching with better armour with their technology.


P.S Junkers D1 and other new fighters were made in 1918 just before war ended.

 

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Extract from Devil from the Trenches, history of the Great War and the Neuroi cleansing.


One of the most important misconception of the war is that trench warfare was a new form of warfare. Trenches as a defensive measure are as old as war itself, used all the way back during the roman conquest, defending both defender and attacker of medieval sieges, becoming the main defense of the soldiers during the Liberion Civil War and a decade before the start of the Great War having the Fusian troops clashing against the modern Rus defenses of Port Arthur before setting heavy artillery and burying its fortifications with heavy mortars. No, before the Great War breaking a trench line was a matter of procedure written in military manuals and taught to army engineers. What became shocking during the Great War was that the mass of men and machinery available to both Karsland and Gallian generals was large enough that the concept that no one less than Napoleon mocked became a reality, a continuous defensive line from one side of Europe to another, one matched by the other side and both backed by a rail and telegraph network. Suddenly the time tested methods for overcoming a trench line, or for that matter a siege were obsolete.

The fortifications couldn't be flanked and surrounded, they kept a contiguous line of defense from the sea to the mountains; if artillery pulverized one line of defense behind it there were five more, each with its own defending artillery which would force an indecisive duel at best; modern fast firing rifles and machine guns ensured that most attempts to use manpower to overcome the defenders would need immense numbers and while no side shied away from terrible casualties between the nascent air arms performing constant reconnaissance and conscripted witches performing divination rituals the concentration of force needed was countered by the other side's reserves long before preparations could be made. As for starving the garrison? That was the same as starving multiple countries with their own independent resources and a pool of manpower that while no endless would still support armies measured in the millions.

For the first time since the end of the age of sword and shield witches were used directly on the battlefield. Before that their skills at healing, divination, brewing and other arts made the witches old and young too valuable to risk outside devil hunts -nowadays known as neuroi extermination missions- but as desperation to break the stalemate grew the laws regarding witch conscription changed despite fierce opposition of the covens and the young witches were sent to war.

Then as the months became years without getting any closer to victory the countries became increasingly desperate. In the sea Karsland responded to the albionese continental blockade with a submarine campaign that quickly abandoned the laws of maritime warfare attacking in the dark while guided by Night Witches and giving no quarter to neither civilian nor military ships. In the air the planes and balloons performing reconnaissance duties were hunted by a new breed of pursuit planes while heavier multiengine bombers and long range zeppelin rained death on enemy cities. Below ground hundreds of miners would fight a miserable tunnel war in order to mine and countermine the opponent's fortifications in futile attempts to storage hundreds of tons of explosives a few hundred meters ahead and dozens of meters underground before witches with sensorial abilities detected the tunnel and collapsing it, and the soldier-miners within, before it could serve its purpose.

But as always the worse came to the poor infantry, who apart of having to face the horrors of No-Man's-Land which would equally haunt attackers and defenders they had to deal with increasingly long and heavy artillery fire reaching and exceeding week-long bombardments, night raids performed by attack squads using potions long before deemed forbidden which gave them the strength and resilience of the berserks and gauls of old alongside lifelong ailments and addictions. And of course was the particular hell of poison gasses, the single cruelest weapon to come out of the war.

To break the impasse the generals thought of different methods, galian generals believing in the superiority of their field artillery and their soldiers, the famous Seventy-Five, made several attempts to perform creeping barrages detonating just ahead of the vanguard of witches using magical shields in order to protect the troops from the machine guns first line of defense while this tactic was successful locally it never gathered enough witches to be viable for larger battles and eventually the high casualties suffered would end in multiple mutinies and desertions. Albion, in addition to adopting the previous galian artillery tactics, created a series of tracked armored vehicles to provide close range support to the troops and discovered to their detriment that while those vehicles were good enough to traverse rough terrain were insufficient to punch through a trench line manned by determined soldiers.

Karsland generals at the beginning tried to use chemical weapons to create a breach in the enemy defenses, underestimating the resilience of the enemy and later by using a magic veil to conceal a large scale invasion of one of the most fortified galian camps -Verdun- with the aim not of conquering it but to use it to lure the defenders into a battle of attrition that would aim to bleed the galian armies dry of manpower but at the same time inflicted the same punishing casualties on the imperial armies. Czarist Rus mostly tried their human wave tactics with tragic results that eventually broke the country apart, with the notable exception of General Aleksey Brusilov who against the common sense of the era created and applied a revolutionary tactic…

 

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Thanks for coming back! YS Germany here could win war thanks to new technology,and SW Earth could win with less losses thanks to YS magic.
Win-win for everybody except YS Allies,Sralin and being X.

 

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Thanks for coming back! YS Germany here could win war thanks to new technology,and SW Earth could win with less losses thanks to YS magic.
Win-win for everybody except YS Allies,Sralin and being X.

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The irony is that after a lot of thinking I reached the conclusion that the best thing that can happen to the Empire is to win less hard. Not only because they will never, ever get enough supplies from the Strike Witches universe to win a war against every other global power, but because even in the original the reason the NotBrits and the NotRussians acted they way they did was because their overwhelming victory against the Francois changed the balance of power too much so it became a matter of survival.

So I need to kill Revolving Door, and I need to kill it in such a way its substituted by something Zettour thinks is a better option. Thankfully Zettour is a reasonable man who both listen his subordinates and learns from history, so I think I can influence the Magnificent Bastard before he starts planning his magnum opus of warfare.

 

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The irony is that after a lot of thinking I reached the conclusion that the best thing that can happen to the Empire is to win less hard. Not only because they will never, ever get enough supplies from the Strike Witches universe to win a war against every other global power, but because even in the original the reason the NotBrits and the NotRussians acted they way they did was because their overwhelming victory against the Francois changed the balance of power too much so it became a matter of survival.

So I need to kill Revolving Door, and I need to kill it in such a way its substituted by something Zettour thinks is a better option. Thankfully Zettour is a reasonable man who both listen his subordinates and learns from history, so I think I can influence the Magnificent Bastard before he starts planning his magnum opus of warfare.

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Should work - as long as Being X do not manage to provoke all-world war anyway.He did it in canon,after all.

Another thing - not-Sralin there is still communist,so he could try to attack anyway to made world revolution.In OTL he planned to backstab his ally Hitler,after all,and here he do not have german ally,but not-germans as enemy.

But you are right,as long as there would be decent peace with not-France and not-USA do not enter war, Tanya could live happily as retired soldier,even if soviet attack them.
Becouse it would be not world war.ll
Well,if Neuroi do not kill her.

 

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Should work - as long as Being X do not manage to provoke all-world war anyway.He did it in canon,after all.

Another thing - not-Sralin there is still communist,so he could try to attack anyway to made world revolution.In OTL he planned to backstab his ally Hitler,after all,and here he do not have german ally,but not-germans as enemy.

But you are right,as long as there would be decent peace with not-France and not-USA do not enter war, Tanya could live happily as retired soldier,even if soviet attack them.
Becouse it would be not world war.ll
Well,if Neuroi do not kill her.

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For the Soviets my working theory is that the reasons they didn't take the chance so far is that military speaking they're still in the middle of purges and while their standing army is properly supervised by commisars its still too soon to trust the commanding officers through a mobilization when they will outnumber and outgun their political officers.

Diplomatically I'm guessing Albion is threatening some stiff sanctions should they join the fight, at this point of time situation is not desperate enough to give the communists greater influence in Europe and through the 20's and 30's communist organizations were a pain in the ass for western powers. Additionally the soviets are messing with both the incoming Civil War in NotSpain and/or the NotJapanese agression in NotChina so too busy to add a third headache before Being X and the albionese start tipping the balance towards intervention.

 

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For the Soviets my working theory is that the reasons they didn't take the chance so far is that military speaking they're still in the middle of purges and while their standing army is properly supervised by commisars its still too soon to trust the commanding officers through a mobilization when they will outnumber and outgun their political officers.

Diplomatically I'm guessing Albion is threatening some stiff sanctions should they join the fight, at this point of time situation is not desperate enough to give the communists greater influence in Europe and through the 20's and 30's communist organizations were a pain in the ass for western powers. Additionally the soviets are messing with both the incoming Civil War in NotSpain and/or the NotJapanese agression in NotChina so too busy to add a third headache before Being X and the albionese start tipping the balance towards intervention.

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Indeed.Soviets here should not attack without promise of help from not-England and not-USA.
And thanks to not-Germany getting better technology,it could never come - becouse not-USA and not_ England want contact other world,too,and they need not-german help for that.
So,they should become friends here,and not- soviets would not attack alone.

 

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Indeed.Soviets here should not attack without promise of help from not-England and not-USA.
And thanks to not-Germany getting better technology,it could never come - becouse not-USA and not_ England want contact other world,too,and they need not-german help for that.
So,they should become friends here,and not- soviets would not attack alone.

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That's assuming that the Empire will ever tell other nations about the Portal. It is a very strong ace for them and frankly the otherworders are a lot more pleasant in negociations and in their diplomacy than either YS Albion or Liberion.

In fact if either country discovers the existance of the Portal the most likely result would be them threatening war unless are given unrestricted access and probably even move to declare that land international 'waters' and ask joint administration of the area. In response I don't doubt the Empire would rather overcharge the Type 95 and throw it at the Portal and then claim an accident.

 

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Shizuo was concerned, while he stood in attention in front of about ten men and women, half of them karslanders wearing either white coats or green uniforms quite unlike their usual designs, the other a group of gallian, liberion and albionese civilians inside a non-descript hangar he had time to regret losing control on the squadron's victory party after a sailor had broken a beer bottle on his head.

After beating the crap out of an entire bar worth of patrons, a squad of military police and a single decommissioned witch who had tackled him through a window he had expected a long stay in the local jail at best unless commander Fuchida took the effort to release him in order to properly whip him as Imperial Navy dictated against those who tarnished Fuso's reputation.

"State your name, rank and unit for the record."

"Shizuo Heiwajima, Flight lieutenant. Imperial Navy Kanjo Kōgeki-ki squadron, St Malo Air Group."

"Do you know how to read and write?"

He swallowed his anger at the question, unlike others who thought of him as a brute the voice of the man held no contempt. "I'm a graduate from Etajima Naval Academy with a degree in cartography and completed the naval pilot course."

"Oh. Excellent. That means you are good with numbers and visualizing information on a visual medium. That will make the later stages of calibration easier."

Instead he had been released by the same one legged albionese witch who had ended his rampage, eye still black from his last retaliatory punch, who immediately took him to a lab in which he had been subjected to a physical examination far more intrusive than what Etajima ever performed on him as a cadet, all while he was asked by Doctor Gericht, a karslander thin as a reed with some old style glasses and short white gloves, lot of uncomfortable questions about the last five generations of his ancestors on both sides of his family, most of which he couldn't answer since his parents were peasants with a particularly bare family registry before they were adopted as retainers by the Kuroda House and even they weren't capable of tracking where his Oni blood came from.

"And what does Oni-Blooded means?" That was really hard to explain to the gaijin, it wasn't as if he had the blood of an actual ogre, or as if an antecessor was one, at least he didn't think so.

"As the priest of the shrine back home explained to me, I'm like those witches born out of the big families, just that instead of animal tails, ears and great magical powers I get a short temper, great sake tolerance and a mean right hook." Whatever the origin those traits had become a weight dragging him down all his life he didn't add.

The man made some notes in his notebook before continuing the interrogation. "If it is not hereditary how do you know you have blood of Oni?"

"Back when I was ten I beat the crap out of an older boy. That wasn't rare, I used to get into fights like that all the time but when his dad showed up and tried to cane me I beat him too, and people took notice. An old hag from a cadet branch of the Kuroda family came in to investigate and declared me Oni blooded." Afterwards parents told their kids to stay away from the Oni and he spend most of his childhood being volunteered to the town's priest assisting in blessings, practicing calligraphy and donating his blood to make ofuda and meditating while sitting on a cold stream as a form of purification and patience training.

A few more inconsequential questions came afterwards, including a basic and not as basic arithmetic quiz before he was let to a chair in the center of the room with doctor Geritch turning away and started giving instructions in german while one of the assistants began translating to the spectators.

Geritch took a seat in front of what looked like a large telephone switch boards, filled with wires, switches and multiple colored bulbs, with the one contrasting part being a large blue crystal sphere in the middle.

"Minimum voltage to the analyzer, let the bulbs heat up slowly." The doctor confidently ordered, meanwhile he was unceremoniously strapped into a chair with a helmed uncomfortably similar to one of those electric chairs that sometimes appeared in liberion yakuza films. A green crystal connected to thick cables was put on his left hand while the left has handed a metal rod.

The following instructions from the scientist didn't help dissipate that image. "Set the output at one breaker, and rhodochrosite filters. Input… The Leutnant is a big, strong man. Three breakers, rhodonite filter."

With a surprisingly comforting voice the doctor quietly addressed him. "When we activate the devise you are going to feel a small jolt. Do Not Worry. The machine is completely safe, it is simply a natural consequence of mana circulating through your body."

Then he turned a number of switches and the strange contraption started buzzing, and with it came the jolt -more like being electrocuted- starting on his head and travelling through his body, unlike anything he had ever felt before, and curiously enough not painful at all.

He could feel a pulse behind his eyes that was hard to describe, as if his senses were all mix up, akin to a badly tuned radio station filled with white noise but with light, but also he could feel a somewhat familiar smell…

"It smell like ofuda…"

"Ofuda?" Geritch asked.

He took a couple of seconds to find the correct words in english. "Paper talismans, magic."

"Excellent, excellent." Without talking the doctor made an upwards gesture to the man in the controls who slowly turned a dial. It felt as if he was drinking lukewarm amasake during New Year's Eve.

"Doctor, input circuit is fully open, no detectable feedback." A young man said from his left and slightly behind him.

"We are injecting you with environmental mana, normally the human body generates a small amount of magic, enough for normal body functions and thinking but not much else. It also receives additional magic from food and through breathing to complement it. This machine artificially gathers that external magic –mana- and force feeds it to your body. We are going to allow you to absorb a set amount and then measure the output." The doctor said in a loud voice, talking not only to him but to the entire gathering.

Then in a lower voice. "Feeling your magic pool has been described as if you bladder is full and you Can Not piss. Many of the children I have worked with have accidentally soiled their pants so if you start feeling that way tell the assistant."

"Are you serious?" Now that the image was in his head he could actually imagine it as if the magic, the Ki as the priests of his hometown use to call it, was feeling his lungs with warm liquid.

"I am always serious in the middle of a magic experiment, it is why I have a much cleaner record than Schugel. If that happens we are not going to be able to disconnect you from the machine without spoiling the tests and you are not allowed to release the orb or the rod neither but Erick has a pan and a privacy screen ready so just hold it."

"I'm not going to piss while that boy holds my ding!"

"I can always ask Olga to help you instead if that is more comfortable to you?"

"No, I'll manage somehow." He answer, swallowing once more the expletives he wanted to yell.

Afterwards they fell in uncomfortable silence, or at least uncomfortable for him, the man he now could confidently call a mad doctor was too busy writing notes while his subordinates read numbers out loud.

"We are reaching the one hundred and fifty units of external magic. I believe we are ready to do the mana-magic conversion test. Olga, open the output device main circuit. Calibrate at ten, then dial down until the variance is at plus minus one. We will start our measures from there."

"Genau" the girl, Olga said with a nod. Then started manipulating the controls with many of the bulbs in top of the machine turning on.

"Needle idle at ten units. Opening breaker number one." As a paper of the recording drum was filled with a continuous line resembling some of the radio beacons he had worked with during his short stay in the Kaga he felt the slowly tricking energy filling his lungs starting leaving his body.

"Magical flow detected, needle between plus six and plus eleven." Olga continued.

"Good, magical output is higher than expected for a first time. Mark the moment it stabilizes at base twenty and from there we will measure input/output loss ratio." Hearing that everything was going according to plan, even if he didn't understood the specifics, was enough for him to release the iron grip he had on the magic from the moment he heard that there was a chance he was pissing himself in public if he slip.

Grave mistake.

It was instantaneous, one moment Olga was doing adjustments to the paper drum and the next a loud noise of crystal shattering and a faint smell of smoke rising from the machine.

"Overload, full overload of both circuits!"

"Leutnant, hands up now!" The commanding tone of the doctor cut through whatever disbelief he had, he immediately dropped the rod and orb and raised his hands up high, almost dislodging the helmet in the process.

He was about to speak but the figure of a fully manifested albionese doe witch interrupted him.

"Bloody hell, what just happened?"

"Overleutnant Tennant, this is what happens when we use low magic detectors on a mage with high reserves. The fuses are designed to withstand up to two hundred units of magic per second, the rhodochrosite up to twice that. Both burned up before the gold laden breakers had the chance to trip."

"Bollocks, I'll tell the boffins we're suspending the demonstration. How long 'till you can set a new one? This time something that holds."

"Suspend? This is not an uncommon incident, in the military academies it happens frequently as the trainers underestimate the development of young mages. Olga and Erick are already checking the analyzer, but unless something unexpected broke then it is a simple matter to replace the filter and the fuses for the correct ones for use with trained mages."

"Good, herding the boffins for a second demonstrations would be a pain in the arse."

"I have assisted Doktor in Magical Engineering Adelheid von Schugel in high performance orb experiments before. I have no sympathy left for you."

"What kind of arse is this guy that everyone believes I'm prim and proper by comparison? Wait, don't answer, better off not knowing. How long then?"

"Fifteen minutes if we make use of this unscheduled pause to connect a test orb and proceed to do testing of a more practical nature."

"A test orb already? Captain Schwarzkopf expected a few weeks of basic magic training before we could reach that point with new recruits."

"Well, normally recruits dedicate many hours using training tools to build up their reserves and will not burn through the testing device on their first time. That is at the very least a C-Class magical reserve dumped into the output machine while configured to measure traces of magic. All in all while forceful it demonstrates that the leutnant has both the magical reserves and the magical output to operate a test orb without having to build up his stamina."

"Gomen… I mean sorry!" He was deeply bowing. Unlike what other people thought, whenever he broke something in one of his rampages he felt sorry about it, even if in the moment he was too furious to recognize it. This time however there was no red haze to take the edge off his embarrassment.

"What for? Accidents happen, you were referred to me due to your prodigious strength, it should have been obvious you were already manipulating magic and therefore had a pool of it available beforehand."

"No, I carelessly allowed the… magic to flow to the machine once you said everything was going well."

"Oh, wonderful. Manipulating the magical reserves comes even farther into the curriculum, your eventual trainer will be delighted to shave a few days of training."

"Ha, knew that getting hold of a fae-touched was a fine idea. Worth the black eye."

"Fae-touched?" He questioned. "I'm Oni-blooded, don't know what a fae is."

"Fae-touched, incubus, oni-blooded, all the same to describe extraordinary males. Different name, same thing. Let me go tell the academia nuts we're resuming in a jiffy."

 

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Gonna have to reread this, lol. Glad to see you back!
Thanks for the chappy!!!

 

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So we're going to see computational orbs being used in the Striker universe soon? Will Striker units starts appearing in Germania's forces soon? Or will there still be more experiments?

 

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So we're going to see computational orbs being used in the Striker universe soon? Will Striker units starts appearing in Germania's forces soon? Or will there still be more experiments?

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Orb tech is comparatively easy to use by witches, they just need a magic array to purify their magic from the inhuman spirit that possesses them. Problem will be to integrate it with Striker Units, pouring magic to two different devices simultaneously is complex. I do have a solution that will allow a certain class of witches to use orbs even before that particular problem is solved so we don't have to wait for years of research.

As for Striker Units in the Youjo Senki universe? That will be reserved for A-class mages only, the Strikers are designed with witches in mind and they have a lot more magic available so while even trainer units can outrun the best fighters of the 20's their endurance will be limited. Plus Striker units cannot generate offensive spells on their own just defensive bidimensional shields (although SW shields are way stronger than YS spherical barriers) so offensively they have some limitations.

Edit: In the future Orb technology will be to the magical side of Strikers the same that jets were to aviation. Its ridiculous efficiency will be integrated into Striker design to counter for example the magical expenditure of the ME 262 and succesors. Even without the advantage of Orb tech they would have eventually reached that efficiency level simply by refining Miyafumi's theories, unlike in YS where magic orb tech is more or less reverse engineered from artifacts given to humanity by Being X, the witches universe has a long magical tradition spread through the world that gives them a comparative edge in long term research. There will be toned down Striker units that will have the equivalent of turboprops for mages and older witches who are no longer possesed by the spirits of animals as well as high performance strikers that combine the mechanical advantages of late generation jets with the orb efficiency to create the equivalent of the MIG-25, the F-15 or even the SR-71 for speed demons.

As for the YS world? Something similar will happen. The secret behind the striker is how it emulates the engines and aerodynamic design of the planes they're named after, so a just like the P-51A was significantly faster than a P-40 using the same engine, orbs optimized with aerodinamic shields and improved propulsion spells will be much more effective.

 

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Question, is this fic only gonna do worldbuilding?
Is there ever going to be things like a story? Or any of the named characters?