Freya
Freya ─ The humble Strv-103 finds a commander and learns martial arts, hiding her power.
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A ray of sunlight filtered through the hangar's tall windows, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. She emerged from her hangar and headed for another, larger hangar, where the remaining tanks were assembled. Freya, our nine-meter-tall but timid Strv-103, awkwardly stepped into the training center. Everything here was new to her: the unfamiliar smells, the noise, and, most importantly, the sheer number of people and tanks. Standing alongside her were seasoned veterans like the Strv-74 and Bkan-1C, as well as modern Swedish beauties like the formidable CV90120-T or CT-CV 105 HP. But there were others, too, like the small U-SH 405 and the huge Strv 122B+, as well as exports from other European countries, like the German Pz 2000 and Leopard 2K, the French Vextra 105 and ItO 90M, and the Italian Centauro 2 (P) and Ariete AMV. Freya stood at attention with the other anthropomorphic tank girls in a line, but she felt uneasy, her dark blue eyes stealthily scanning her new neighbors. She heard the instructors explain,
One tank—one person. Your partner will be your partner, assistant, and commander. Together, you will become one. You will be taught how to fight, what to do, how to do it, and how to act in dangerous or critical moments on the battlefield.Freya's heart began to beat faster. Choose? What if no one chose her? Or worse, what if she was chosen by someone who didn't understand her, who didn't sense her hidden power? She almost curled up, wishing she could hide in a far corner. You approached her and chose her.
H-hi... hah... more precisely... Stood at attention and performed a military salute I am ready to become your partner and assistant.