Comprehensive Anime: Type-Moon Crown Master

A Compendium of Type-Moon Masters: The Great Author of Heroic Spirits

Nowadays, transmigration isn't exactly a novel concept. If you want something new, You need a fresh approach, you need some slick moves.

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Fate/Extra Moon Holy Grail War is now in full swing!

Gaia: I ask you, Grand Marshal of the Soviet Union, do you wish

To become a Heroic Spirit under my command and work overtime every day?

Su Mo: Becoming a Heroic Spirit is fine, but working overtime is impossible.

It's impossible to work overtime, not in this lifetime.

Mash: Senpai, hurry up and get to work! I want to experience the feeling of overwhelming output!

Black Jeanne d'Arc: Be honored that I've come to cling to your leg willingly.

Merlin: Let's go, Zhuge Liang. With him here, we can clock out.

Zhuge Liang: Mhmm, young man, we'll leave the overtime to you from now on.

① The Great Author of Heroic Spirits is Born!

Chapter 1: As the Protagonist, Your Background Must Be Pure and Unconventional!

Hello everyone, my name is Su Mo. Yes, just Su Mo. You must think this name is very ordinary, right? Well, I think so too. (Chapter 1 is written in the first person, switching to third person later.)

Actually, I was originally a model youth raised under the great Marxism-Leninism. However, fate played a cruel trick, and I transmigrated. Yes, in this era where transmigration is already commonplace, I transmigrated. And I transmigrated with my memories intact.

You must be thinking that if you transmigrate, you'll definitely get a golden finger, right? You'll definitely have your body shake, beauties will throw themselves at you, you'll have a harem, and everything will be perfect? You'll definitely have an old man crying and begging you to be his disciple, right? I want to tell you that it's nothing like that!

When I transmigrated, I was a beggar, surviving by begging every day. And the most embarrassing part is, I, a shut-in otaku who watched anime, transmigrated to the era of World War II. In this era of smoke-filled battlefields and raging fires, where human lives were worth less than dogs, wasn't this a rip-off?

I really wanted to slap myself. Why didn't I bother to learn about World War II, even the course of a single major battle? That way, I wouldn't have ended up like a thief... Ahhh...

As the front-line battles intensified, even though I was a beggar, I was forcibly conscripted and became a great cannon fodder for the Soviet Union!

Then, I don't know if it was the traverser's immortality theory at play, but in every battle, I survived and always fought to the last moment. What was funny was that as the officers kept getting killed by the Germans, to fill the vacancies in officer positions, I, who kept surviving, kept getting promoted. From a common grunt, I rose to platoon leader, company commander...

Then, I don't know if it was the protagonist's halo at work, but after the most brutal Battle of Stalingrad in World War II history, I led my company and continuously captured positions that were no longer defended by Germans. While other companies were fighting for a worthless position, I had already ordered my subordinates to set up pots and have dinner on the position and consider what to eat for a midnight snack.

Of course, I couldn't let anyone see me slacking off, so I issued orders to my subordinates, especially the radio operator. I held a gun to his head and threatened him that when he sent a telegram to his superiors, he could only say one sentence.

"After fierce fighting today, we heavily damaged the Germans. The Germans have been repelled, and we have successfully recaptured the *** position!"

Just because of the relationship between saying a few words each time and capturing undefended positions, countless Soviet medals and congratulatory telegrams flew towards me like snowflakes. My position kept climbing until after the counter-offensive against Germany ended. From a mere company commander, I climbed to the position of Army Group Commander!

Heavens, I have no military skill at all! I don't understand how to command battles at all!

The worst part is, these ridiculous guys actually assigned me the task of attacking the Japanese Army occupying Northeast China?

There's no other way. I can only bite the bullet and go. Moreover, at this time, the Japanese Army in the Northeast had already been portrayed by the Soviet Union as short-legged troops wielding fire pokers, riding pigs, and charging with Bushido spirit...

This is good news for me, isn't it?

When the operation against the Japanese Army in the Northeast began, I first ordered hundreds of bombers to take off together and bomb every suspicious Japanese location until it was thoroughly destroyed. Then I ordered armored vehicles and tanks to roll over them...

Finally, I ordered the great Soviet Army to begin attacking the short-legged troops wielding fire pokers and riding pigs... oh wait, riding pigs.

This was a thrilling battle for me. Under the combined assault of tanks, armored vehicles, and aircraft, the short-legged troops were completely defenseless. They either retreated steadily or surrendered with white flags when they encountered my troops.

The battle lasted only three days. Northeast China was captured under my command (I believe even a pig could have won with this strategy). And I became a great Marshal of the Soviet Union. After gaining countless honors and fame, I married the most beautiful woman in the Soviet Union and had a group of chubby sons, living a stable and legendary life.

You must be thinking the story ends here, right? Wrong, completely wrong. This is just the beginning!

My soul, after death, doesn't seem to be from this world. I actually can't reincarnate!