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Fights Dracula, makes pancakes, does not share any of them with the rest of us.

I like genocide, I like blitzkrieg, I like aggressive war, I like defensive war, I like sieges, I like breaking through, I like withdrawing, I like cleaning up, I like retreating. In moors, on highways, in trenches, in plains, on tundra, in desert, on sea, in sky, in mud and in marches. I love every aspect of war that takes place on this earth.
I like blowing away the enemy with the thunderous roar of a line of guns going off all at once. When an enemy is shot to pieces after being thrown high into the air, my heart dances. I like crushing the enemy's tank with the 88 MM on our tanks. When I mowed down the enemy who fled screaming from the burning tank with an MG, my heart leapt. I like it when the infantry plow through the enemy's lines with their bayonets all in line. I remember being moved when seeing new recruits, filled with panic, stabbing an already dead enemy again and again. Seeing an escapee being strung from a lamp post in the street is unendurably exciting. Seeing a captive be thrown down with a piercing shriek as my own hand falls, was spectacular. When the pitiful resistance came bravely with their small firearms, and we destroyed them and a good chunk of the city with the 4.8 ton bomb, I was at my height. I like it when we are destroyed with the morning dew. It is a sad thing when the town one is supposed to protect is trampled, and the women and children violated and killed. I like being squashed and destroyed by England and America's amount of material resources; being followed by English and American forces and having to crawl around on the ground like a pesky insect is the ultimate disgrace.
Gentlemen, I desire a war that is like Hell. Gentlemen, my companions in the battalion who follow me, what do you desire? Do you desire war as well? Do you desire a war of no mercy? Do you desire a conflict that stretches the limits of iron, wind, lightning, and fire to the limit, one that will kill all the crows on this planet?

>>534461

What, not moe enough for you?

He desires conflict.

A conflict that stretches the limits of iron, wind, lightning, and fire to the limit, one that will kill all the crows on this planet.

SS-Sturmbannführer Montana Max.

He's Kouta Hirano.