Private anon meets a qt Elf girl onboard the /k/lusterfuck

Story Started in Thread #2 https://desuarchive.org/k/thread/40277244/

Now for my own story, pic unrelated
>Be me
>/K/ommandostani private
>My squad had gotten back from slaying goblins lost two men
>We go to the pub onboard the /k/lusterfuck to get drunk as fuck and wipe away the pain
>I lay my mosin on the table and get some drink
>I drink it all fucking quickly
>Out of the corner of my eye I see an exteremly beutiful elf girl
>About 5'2", blond hair in two braids, green eyes
>Shes sitting alone
>I walk up and sit down she looks at me
>Realize I'm still slathered in gonlin blood its gotten sticky in the past few hours
>Look at it from her perspective
>A human guy 6'2" long matted hair, unwashed for a week, breath that smells like beer and raw meat, covered in sticky goblin blood weilding a nugget, revolver, knife, and 3 grenades.
>She looks like she's almost about to piss herself
>Hi I'm Anon
>She just looks at me for a couple seconds
>She shifts around
>I-im Vera
>I'm Anon, your name is as pretty as you are, I reply
>She somewhat chuckles at this
>amidoingitright.gov
>I'm sorry Anon you smell so bad
>I know hunting goblins isnt easy
>Her interest peaks
>You hunt goblins? Thank you for your service!
>Aw come on lass, if what I get for my service is some beer and a cozy house on this flying war machine then I'd say that's thanks enough
>We continue talking for about an hour
>She works at enchantry (where magic bullets are made) she's 1293 years old and lives with her sister
>We end up walking down the street and we part ways she goes home and so do I
>Get in bed
>All I can think about is her eyes
>Those sparkling emeralds
>I let the thought of her guide me to sleep and im out like a light
>Last thing I think is, Aw fuck forgot a shower oh well

>Wake up next morning
>Gonlin blood now hard and crusty
>Takes about an hour to fully clean myself
>Have to take my clothes to the cleaner no washing machine I own can get the blood off
>Rmrmber that elf girl I saw last night
>After showering and eating breakfast I head down to the local market
>See a magical mig-21 take off in the distance doing raining flights
>Reach in pocket have some pistol rounds, remember that Vera works at the enchantry
>Walk there and enter
>Holy fuck
>Enchanted ar mods, l-39 rifles with infinite ammo, /k/ube contain me
>See Vera working magic on an SKS
>She's facing away and didn't notice me
>Sneak up behind her
>I'll bet thats not all those talented hands can do
>She turns around quickly
>Wh-whaaa?, She's visibly blushing
>Laugh and ask her if she's available this evening, she is
>Fuckyeah.mp4
>A seemingly angry Scottish dwarf walks up to me
>If ya 'avnt got any weapons ta enchant then yad better beat it lad!
>Oh sorry I have these
>Hand him the pistol rounds
>Me and Vera smile as I walk out

Continuation

>A few days later Ive been given orders to retreive an artifact called an "H&K G11"
>The archivists say it's a wonderful piece of ancient technology that uses "caseless" ammo
>They have assigned Vera to come along to enchant it with a protection spell to safley transport it
>They're sending a fucking division to find this one gun
>Ffwd 2 hours
>We're boarding an acee-130 around 100 soldiers a damn apc with tow missiles, 2 enchanters and an expeditionary archivists
>They are not fucking kidding
>Ffwd a few more hours
We land in a meadow and in the distance are ruins me and my squad are sent with Vera and the archivists to retrieve the "G11"
>We all board the apc
>You can tell it was restored by /k/ultists because of the holy prayers scrawled everywhere on the inside
>About half an hour later we get off and find ourselves in the middle of some ruins
>Vera calls out that she's discovered a door
>a Large door, a huge lock this is it
>After the archivists does some fuckery and chanting of prayers it opens slowly and we see fucktons of skeletons, all wearing flecktarn and with red, yellow, and black stripes on one sleeve
>They called them "Germans" back then, now they're dead
>Vera shreiks, this is no place for a ln elf
>One of them is holding a boxy black... Thing
>The archivists almost looses his shit with joy at seeing this
>He is promptly incinerated
>A
>Fucking
>DRAGON
>It comes out of the bunker and we stare it down for two seconds before scrambling for the APC
>It's a smaller one thankfully but bigger than our acee
>sanicspeed.mpeg
>we unload with all of our tow missiles only one hits, no guidance, it hits a wing but the fucker is still on us on all fours
>Reach the acee, 80 soldiers are grabbing a ordnance they can
>panzerfaust, rpg, at rifles we pour fire with our niggers every bit helps,
>After 2 minutes it's dead
>We reload the tow missiles on the APC and drice out to retrieve the "G11"