My friends, it has often been said that I spite war.
My friends, I welcome war...
No, friends, I love war!
I love battle lines.
I love salvo fire.
I love AA gunfire.
I love flank speed cruises, shore bombardments, I love blockade operations, and night battles.
Wars close to the shoreline, in open ocean, in stormy weather, in the darkest of nights, in the cold arctic, through hot blistering days, on the strenuous combat, aerial assaults, I love every act of naval war that can occur upon this earth.
I love blasting the enemy ships to smithereens with gun salvos that thunder across the ocean horizon.
My heart leaps with joy whenever a deck gunner is tossed about and cut to pieces by shrapnel flying about. And there is nothing like the gunplot operators using the rangekeeper to direct the big guns to score devastating strikes on enemy ships. And the feeling that comes when an AA gunner is screaming after being wounded after his gun nest was destroyed only to be mowed down by strafing planes, is such an exquisite feeling. Like when loaders in the magazine tire themselves from shoving shells into the hoists. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh recruit within the magazine try to nudge a 15 inch shell onto the hoist alone.
The sight of mangled bodies on the deck is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sounds made by dying crewmen struggling to live while the enemy fighters strafe the decks!
When a band of pitiful cruisers and destroyers run away in an ad-hoc battlegroup, only to have their group assailed by torpedoes, I'm in ecstasy.
I love it when my line is dominated by a superior battle line. It's so sad to see the crew and ships being laid to waste, their young and old crewmen dying needlessly in combat.
I love to be squashed under the heel of the American and German navies. The humiliation, as my crew run about around in their battlestations, ducking the air piercing salvos and bombs overhead.
Gentlemen... All I ask for is war, a war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms, what is it that you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron, and lightning, and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge, from this Earth!?
*cue unified chant*
...Very well. Then War is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us, with our might.
But... After enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" war will no longer be sufficient.
We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other that man's history has ever known!
We are but a battlegroup... The remnants of a defeated navy numbering less than a hundred strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is equal to a thousand of their sickly soft children! We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one ships!
It is time for them to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in constant fear of death. We will remind them of the sound our guns make against their citadels.
We will remind them, that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our battlegroup of a hundred warships is going to burn this world down to ash.
Yes, my friends! Soon, their land installations' burning ruins and sinking ships on fire will illuminate the night sky!
I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved war!
...At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill. Attention, all ships of the Millennium Battlegroup! This is a message from your commander.
Okay. A few questions, Is Alucard Iowa or Akagi or both perhaps? Who's will be seras victoria? Who will be Walter C. Dornez in this? And I know the admiral is gonna be integra and warspite is suppose to be the Major, but what ships are in the Royal Navy? And who will be the Captain, Zorin, that Cat-boy, and Rip van winkle? Actually I know kongou might be Hans gushed she is British.
*Before her grand speech* *Iowa is holding the bow of HMS Implacable* Iowa:"Heh! Hehehehee!! AHAHH! HAAA-HAHA! AHAHAA! AAAHH!" Warspite while looking at a video feed of Iowa:"Are you having fun Iowa? Oh what am I saying, of course you are. Naval Warfare should be fun after all... I can see it... I can spotted threw these old range finders! So sing the battle cry Iowa, and watch the destruction of the US Navy!" *Grins\que speech*