Red Alert 2 Mental Omega: Wargirls Reincarnation

Aqua's POV - East China sea - 2330

So... nanoswarm patterns—basically, they simulate fog effects by manipulating the surface of clothing. Combine that with the optical illusions I embedded into my hoodie, and most sensors get blinded or misdirected. Add in sensor-nullifying hull plating based on the Raptor designs, thanks to Helena's work, and—yeah—it's a lot of effort packed into one system.

Honestly, it's nice having someone like Helena who knows more about this stuff than I do.

I mean, sure, I understand the basics of sensor networking—I had to, to create artificial environments for swarm intelligence tests back in my old world. But let's be real—most of my "research papers" were just fluff. I made it all work using Unity Engine, patched together with TensorFlow scripts that I had to painfully rewrite in C# because Python wasn't compatible.

Thinking about my old world again... I sighed and shook my head.

We were diving toward Shanghai—slow and steady, hugging the sea floor. I didn't remember much about the city, but it was a trade hub, which meant slipping in unnoticed shouldn't be too hard.

"So... Helena," I broke the silence, watching her fiddling with holographic blueprints, "since you're the one who—what's the word—invented this anti-sensor system... think you can help me put together my hoodie? We're gonna need it for stealth missions soon."

I paused, scratching my cheek. Honestly, I wanted to give her full credit for this design, but there was no way I'd call it 'Omni-Camouflage.' That just sounded like an open invitation for someone to build sensors specifically to counter it—probably reverse-engineered from Chrono Tech.

"Sure, Master~! Any special requests?" Helena replied with her usual enthusiasm, bringing up a holographic projection of the hoodie design.

"Make it comfy and fluffy," I said without hesitation. "And functional, of course. Also, feel free to make your own version too."

Helena giggled. "Fluffy and stealthy? Got it!"

I yawned as I stretched, feeling the hours catch up to me. Midnight was approaching, though technically I'd jumped back about an hour thanks to the time zones.

We maintained a depth of 400 meters, staying hidden beneath the waves. The neon linings on our swimsuits made us look sleek and futuristic—great for aesthetics, but we had to stay out of sight to avoid giving ourselves away.

To be fair, our humanoid forms were much easier to hide than the full-sized Fleet of Fog submarines.

I leaned back against the bulkhead, already thinking about what came next.

With the Warspite-class battleship almost ready and Shinano coming online soon as a proper aircraft carrier, it was time to boost our ground forces too.

Not just Wargirls—human infantry as well.

I sighed.

Training them was going to be a mess. I didn't even know how soldiers in this world trained. I had only the basics from my last life—enough to act as a guideline, maybe, but not nearly enough to handle large-scale operations.

Then there was equipment—it all depended on their roles, and I needed to set a baseline. Actually, scratch that. I should just ask for opinions. I was planning to deploy some Combat Models as instructors anyway, so I might as well get their input.

"Amy-chan," I called out after spotting her inside my hull. She was sitting there, calibrating her assault rifle—though I knew for a fact the nanoswarms already kept it perfectly tuned.

She seemed... lonely.

"Ah, hello, Aqua-chan," she greeted me with a forced smile.

Okay, this was definitely my fault. Mostly. Probably. Yeah, definitely my fault.

"Want to come out and ride with me?" I asked, keeping my tone soft and inviting. My submarine bike had a longer chassis now, so handling a passenger wouldn't be a problem.

"Are you sure?" She looked surprised—and a little embarrassed. Did I push too far? She wasn't exactly an introvert, so what was going on?

Deciding not to give her time to back out, I forced the transfer, materializing her outside onto the bike behind me.

"Whoa!" Amy yelped as she suddenly appeared without underwater gear.

"Oops..." I slowed down just enough for her to grab hold, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around me, hugging me from behind.

We cruised along, catching up with Rupture, who was still leading the way. After a while, I decided to press her.

"So... wanna talk about it?" I asked, glancing briefly at my internal sensors to check on Helena. She was still buried in her work, crafting my hoodie design, and probably too preoccupied to eavesdrop. Not that it would've mattered.

I felt Amy tighten her grip slightly before answering in a low voice.

"Y... yes."

"That's so unlike you, you know." I tried to lighten the mood a bit.

"I mean, I kinda get it, though." I leaned back slightly to make it easier for her to hold on. "You were one of the first two I built, so I'm pretty sure you got some of my personality traits."

Amy stayed quiet, so I kept going.

"To be fair, when I first created you two overnight... I had no idea how it all worked."

I paused, then admitted something that had been bugging me.

"Later, I found out that parts of me—my memories and emotions—somehow ended up in you girls, all those girls I made."

"What does that mean for me?" Amy asked, still holding on tightly.

"Well," I began, "you definitely inherited my adventurous side, while Helena got my curiosity. But... I think you're lonely too. And I'm sorry for that."

I tilted my head up slightly, meeting her gaze. She was a bit taller than me, and her expression softened as she looked down.

"Huh?" Amy blinked, clearly caught off guard.

"I mean, I get caught up designing blueprints and running simulations all the time... so you ended up getting left out?" I trailed off, my words coming out unsure.

And then... my cheek got squished.

"Ehh—w-why?!" I tried to speak, my words muffled by her grip.

"Aqua-chan," she said, pinching my cheek even harder, "since you already know the problem, how do you plan to fix it, Miss Know-It-All?"

She grinned, and I realized—she definitely had my teasing streak too. I thought only Helena had that side.

I pouted, trying to wiggle free. "Umm... I'm not sure, really."

I paused, hesitating. I mean, I knew both Amy and Helena had... feelings for me. That was kind of my fault too. After all, I'd built them during my experimental phase, which meant they also inherited parts of my memories and thought processes.

Was this considered self-casting? Probably not... but it was weird.

"I mean... how would you want me to fix it?" I finally asked.

Amy leaned in closer, resting her head on my shoulder.

"Just... involve me somehow, please?" She sounded vulnerable—a rare moment for her.

I smirked. "Good thing I've got a project to run by you, huh?"

Amy sat up quickly, her eyes narrowing playfully as she pinched my cheek again.

"Go on," she said, her curiosity piqued.

"Well, I want you to oversee the training of human forc—ouch!" I flinched mid-sentence as her fingers pinched harder.

"Why?" I asked, rubbing my cheek.

Amy sighed. "You'll need to move to the Japan base full-time. I'm pretty sure I can't handle human idiocy during training without losing my mind."

"You want me to headpat you every time you come back from training or something?" I teased.

She nodded without hesitation. Okay then...

"You want me to headpat you everytime you come back or something?" I ask as she just nod.. okay then..

"Alright, I need your input." I shifted gears, focusing back on the topic. "I plan to keep human troops in the backline for cleanup and defense most of the time."

Amy nodded along.

"So, which weapons and armor should I give them? Lasers are great and all, but I'll need to tie their operations directly to the user. I'll deal with that issue later. What I need opinions on now is how to handle logistics and training."

Amy tilted her head. "Let's start from the beginning. Do you want these human infantry to punch as hard as T-Dolls?"

"Nope," I replied quickly.

"Then just go with assault rifles and scale down the power. Make them energy-rechargeable—that's already a major advantage. Maybe include adjustable power settings? One for non-lethal, since you mentioned wanting them for security and cleanup, and another for lethal—able to take on light armor, but requiring concentrated fire for heavier targets."

I nodded, noting her suggestions down. "And armor?"

Before Amy could respond, Helena suddenly popped out of my hull and plopped down behind her, summoning a small nanoswarm-constructed seat on my submarine bike.

"Let me join~" Helena grinned.

"Don't worry, Master~ Even if you pick Amy, I'll still love you~" She teased, hugging Amy from behind.

"So, straight up like that?" I asked, a bit taken aback. "You both know you inherited parts of my memories during my time adjusting to my body, right?"

"Master~" Helena leaned closer, "you don't need to sugarcoat it. Just admit you masturbated until you collapsed when you queue us."

"Ouch!" Helena yelped as Amy delivered a karate chop to her head.

Amy cleared her throat. "Since Helena-chan already said it, I'm just going to ask—do you want one of us? Or maybe both?"

I felt my cheeks flush red in embarrassment.

"I—I mean, I want both, but I prefer slow romance more. If you two want, though, I can... court you both?"

I wasn't sure anymore—everything was moving too fast!

"Mutual agreement then, Master~" Helena said, giggling.

"I agree," Amy added confidently.

Of course, they both agreed! They had my memories from that time! I screamed internally.

"B-back to the topic! We'll handle our love life later—once we're done with China. Agree?"

"Fine, Master~" Helena teased.

"Alright," Amy nodded.

I took a deep breath and refocused. "About armor for humans..."

"Just make power armor, Master~" Helena suggested. "It'll make them symbols of stability—standing tall in the fire and tanking tank rounds should be enough for that. Plus, I might figure out a way to counter mind control too."

"Training-wise, I'll need to see what the power armor can do first." Amy chimed in. "I'll design plans for both unarmored and armored training."

Helena tapped her chin. "Oh, right. We'll need a way to counter mind control when they're out of armor too."

"So, two armor sets? One for normal wear and another for combat?"

"Yep," Amy confirmed.

"Do we need additional weapons for their power armor?"

"Nope," Amy shook her head. "Actually, make the assault rifle hit harder than planned—heavy enough that it requires power armor to use effectively. Then, add a pistol variant with the same two modes for non power armor soldier to carry."

I nodded again.

"Do they need underwater gear or specialized mission kits?" I asked, making sure I didn't overlook any critical equipment.

"Not necessary, Master~" Helena replied, her tone light and confident. "Your plan is to deploy them defensively, so they won't be diving into hostile waters or sneaking behind enemy lines."

I nodded. "MREs, medipads, and a knife for emergencies, then. I'll also add health kits and instant food for longer deployments."

"Good idea, Aqua-chan." Amy gave me an approving look. "That way, training can push them harder without worrying too much about resupply. Oh, and include shovels and instant barricades too. Defensive units need to fortify their positions quickly."

"Got it." I started drafting the loadout, making quick adjustments. "I'll name the weaker graviton laser the 'Ignis.' Feels appropriate."

[Human Infantry's kit]

Cost: $500

Primary: Ignis Assault rifle, Ignis pistol

Melee: Titanium alloy knife

Throwable: 2x Smoke bomb, 1x signal Beacon, 2x instant barricade grenade

Utility: Power armor, Nanoswarm Multi tool (Shovel, Axe, Shield, Spear), 10x MREs pack

I turned my display toward Amy. "How does this look?"

She leaned closer, her eyes scanning the specs. "Seems solid overall. But what's this 'Signal Beacon' supposed to do?"

"Oh, that." I pointed at the listing. "It works with teleportation systems. Troops can throw it to call for reinforcements—or evac—via Allies' Chronosphere tech that I will digest and make my own version."

Helena perked up. "Let me see~" She flicked her wrist, summoning a holographic projection of the Chronosphere structure. Her nanoswarm interface manipulated the virtual image with ease.

"Anyway," I continued, "I wanted the multi-tool to be versatile—more than just a shovel. It's nanoswarm-based, so it can transform into four modes: shovel, axe, spear, and shield." I opened up the templates, configuring the presets on my screen.

Amy gave a firm nod. "Sounds practical. It'll cover both construction and light combat needs."

"So," I asked, shifting focus, "what do you want the troopers to prioritize? I can customize the power armor accordingly."

"Durability and defense," Amy said immediately. "You want these guys to act as a symbol of stability. Standing tall under fire while tanking tank rounds should do the trick. Agility won't matter as much if they're holding the line."

I scratched my chin, running through ideas. "Got it. Spartan-style armor might work... Or maybe something closer to Space Marine Mark X models—though that's probably overkill."

"You could always just design something new," Helena suggested playfully, leaning against Amy's back.

"Yeah, I might have to." I sighed. "Let's start with a humanoid baseline and put a combat model over it. I'll need to figure out synthetic linings for the joints to keep mobility smooth."

Let start from using humanoid as base line.. just put Combat model in done.. armor need some kind of lining to help with the joint.. I don't know how to make clothes lining, it synthesis I pretty sure..

"Note to self: Read up on the tech wiki of this world." I said

I stretched, shifting gears. "Anyway, I'll shelve the power armor project for now. I'm missing a few components I'll need to finalize it."

The shield preset caught my attention. It should be able to withstand machine gun fire and low-caliber tank rounds—maybe even Ignis lasers. Satisfied, I moved on.

For the instant barricades, I went with a compact 10x10x5 cm box design. The shape prevented it from rolling away in rough terrain. Once deployed, the nanoswarm inside would expand into a thin, 1-meter-tall wall sturdy enough to absorb tank rounds. The barricades were expendable, but Wargirls or T-Dolls could salvage the remnants later.

Next came the MREs (Meals Ready-to-Eat). I frowned at the challenge. "Food is tricky…"

Helena peeked over my shoulder. "Just make something simple, Master~ Like noodles!"

I smirked. "Fine, noodles it is."

I designed a tube-shaped container, splitting it into two chambers. One held dry noodles, the other water. A pull-tab near the cap would combine them, while nanoswarm heaters kicked in to warm the mix. In three minutes, soldiers would have hot, drinkable noodle along with its soup straight from the tube.

"Taste might be an issue, though. I'll need to ask Belfast or the cafeteria T-Dolls to help refine the recipes."

Amy grinned. "Practical and portable. I like it."

With the basics covered, I stretched again. "Alright, that's done!"

not sure about the taste gonna need to ask Belfast or Cafeterias T-Doll to do some experiments

"So that done the basic!" I said

("Commander, we're approaching Shanghai,") Rupture's voice crackled over comms.

Helena handed me my hoodie, her teasing smile still in place.

"Thanks." I slipped it on, double-checking my loadout.