TurtleShroom's deliverance of the peasants, bureaucrats, courtiers, and other peoples of the People's Huangdiist Teikoku of the Sino-Japanese Union started early in TurtleShroom's admission into the Steele Pact, taking advantage of easy visas and free travel. As its war worsened, the People's Comrade-Emperor himself, and the thousands of his court, and thousands more of his extended family, was whisked away as well.
It was a folly to believe the propaganda that TurtleShroom was some sort of slave liberator in the matter. The Sino-Japanese Union was not a group that oppressed its peoples by virtue of their race or origin, although this didn't really matter when a commissar took an iron rod to one's hand for slacking or disappeared a man for "counterrevolutionary republicanism".
Yes, it took mostly Sino-Japanese "mutt" peasants, and yes, peasants were in slave-like conditions, but practically, the Manchurians, Koreans, Southeast Asians, and other peoples that were oppressed were simply not numerous enough to constitute a few million out of hundreds of millions, and again, these could all be construed as peasants, equals to their Sinic peers. The Necrons were going to counter that as fast as possible. It was an attempt to garner sympathy.
Even those noble acts concealed the darker fact: the greatest boon to TurtleShroom from the Sino-Japanese Union was not mere uneducated numbers, but the bureaucracy, the schematics, and the administration.
Their National Bolshevik structure, collectivist and leftist economy, and schizhophrenic combination of Confucian and Soviet bureaucracies' worst elements was only a part of their squabbling, totalitarian patchwork of crooked nobles, kings, presidiums, premier, soviets, and more. Their Korean holdings alone had kings and Party hacks below and above the Han River, respectively. Their Republic of Korea and People's Republic of Korea were, respectively, a front above the nobles and squabbling kings, and a real dictatorship. Like TurtleShroom, it took a special class of civil servant to manage juggling all of these maddened states, fiefs, gulags, and oppressors. While TurtleShroomian bureaucrats were annoying, the maddened, violent bureaucrats of the GEIJD machine could be given seats in the TurtleShroomian bureaucracy and, hopefully, tamed by way of not having police power. Right?
More to the point, the People's Comrade-Emperor's image was not one that could ever be fully rehabilitated. The Church depised him, but he had enough clout and leverage from TurtleShroomian treaties to prevent him from his extradition to the Grand Coalition. That's not to mention, of course, that most of his court and extended family didn't hold the positions needed to commit war crimes.
As time ticked on and House Uchicha's war crimes were harder to paper over by the standard "elves lie" and "it was a total war situation", a rising argument that House Uchicha should be "pruned" down to the Shinnoke, or at least, the close relatives and heirs of the People's Comrade-Emperor should be surrendered.
The reason why the Church would hate him is obvious.
Paganry and folk cults existed underground, underground cults and churches like what became TurtleShroom's Taiping See, and so did Christian denominations planted by missionaries who would be crucified if caught also existed. The cope response to this was lynch mobs and the egoes of the governors, and that the presence of the war obviously halted these actions in the past thirty years.
Religion was surprisingly resiliant anywhere, but the GEIJD was ripe for it. As any GEIJD survivor could tell you, the National Bolshevist government had failed to contain the "Coup Kid" rebellion, waged by Yushuu's Conglomerate-Teikoku since 1981 AD. Faith was lost as the colonial uprising cascaded into elite defection and, ultimately, the Congolomerate-Teikoku glassed the Japanese Home Islands and then waged nuclear suicide on the rest of the society, turning the Dystopia's own nuclear cult and myriad of missiles on itself.
TurtleShroom took advantage of its relation with the GEIJD to plant untold numbers of churches across all denominations, and while the GEIJD hated this, they had few other friends, so they initially looked the other way. Then came the crucifixions, hidden from Pact members like many GEIJD stunts that TurtleShroomers then dismissed as elfin lies. Conveniently, the rows of skeletons on crosses were destroyed when word came that TurtleShroom was going to play a savior. Those few who encountered crosses the madmen missed demanded the head of the orchestrator of this action, and still do, confused by protecting a man who so persecuted their brethren.
They had their reasons. For one, prestige and claims laid as a future ruler of the GEIJD wastes (clearly the fantasies of TurtleShroomian talking heads) and the TurtleShroomian Crown as a new "dynasty" of the Orient- even taking "Heavenly Sovereign" and "Son of Heaven" in their titles -not to mention, more importantly, that it provided a sense of loyalty and legitimacy to TurtleShroom's massing of the peoples he once oppressed. Many still held a degree of respect for his office, though it was doused with the cold water of him not being divine and his modern day role as a tourist trap and puppet. Subjugating the People's Comrade-Emperor and appointing a ceremonial Shogun over him was a well-deserved humbling of a man who once called himself a god. At the end of the day, it was an ironic and fitting end that the People's Comrade-Emperor was made to renounce his divinity and curb his womanizing to be evacuated.
It wasn't as if the People's Comrade-Emperor was restored to power or given a lofty office. Relegated to a tourist attraction, he patronized restaurants and cut supermarket ribbons, demonstrating his psychic powers by making the scissors float, a far cry from the machinery and enchanted items that allowed him to do things such as shoot fire and glide in the sky. The whipped look on his face as he did this was a running gag on image boards and among his enemies.
The Incorporation and Gerry wrote:Before dawn, their backs would burst open, releasing fast-growing monsters into the environment, pale eyeless things with sharp needle teeth. These creatures were optimised predators, that would lurk and hunt. Where they went, and where they died, spores would be dropped, but not the fungoids of the TurtleShroomers, instead the spores would enter human bodies and gestate. Only certain types of humans though; only the genetic lineage of the Teikoku and its people.
And then a few hours, only a few hours, of almost painless gestation, the backs of the infected would burst open and a new creature would come forth.
It was not against House Uchicha, or his court, or the "pure" Japanese Dystopians who did not intermix (denoting their status as rulers), but an indiscriminate attack on all GEIJD Oriental peoples. It was the densest and most crowded slums of Litlin that the Necrons had decided to target.
Insanity was a recurring regression in the mind of the GEIJD peoples and almost seemed to imply a genetic predisposition to madness. TurtleShroom learned this quickly and countered it in most klarge cities where the GEIJD peoples congregated. Assumed to be victims of the "GEIJD Vice", the men in tattered uniforms were rapidly rounded up and committed by the unique concept of Beat Paramedics* (NS Issue), and their insane claims were assessed.
Or, that would have happened, had GIANT XENOMORPH ALIENS not burst out of their backs. The mental asylum outside the slums of Litlin was met with howling and the clash of teeth, the screech of unwordly mouths, and the squashing and squishing of viscera, gore, and entrails. The strongmen that wrestled madmen down without causing them any physical injury were the first to deploy, only to be consumed by the Xenomorph aliens.
The armed guardsmen and their sub-machine guns were next. Normally used in situations where recently admitted, extremely violent, cruel, or judicially sentenced individuals were on the run, or worse, in an event that the asylum fell to a riot or raid; these marksmen were trained to minimize casualties and avoid collateral injury. (Officers with fully automatic guns performed the exact opposite at the gates: protecting the defenseless asylum seekers from the ever present raids, attacks, and violence that engulfs the country.)
The aliens fell to bullets, but to the shock of everyone, the initial madmen's backs were not the only ones to burst. It took several more aliens to arise before the pattern was discovered. Every hospital in TurtleShroom was required to have air locked quarantine rooms for contagious diseases. These would normally have ventilation ducts to eject air, and strong, powerful filters that destroyed contaminants, spores, and pathogens.
As more backs burst and the Oriental patients were identified as the only victims, they would be moved to these quarantine rooms for panicked study. As it was a physical disease, the Black Death Prevention Unit** would arrive on sight along with actual TurtleShroomian soldiers, mostly mushrooms with some non-Oriental men joining in. With the soldiers guarding the laboratories from Xenomorph aliens, and the asylum by now riddled in bullets, the spores were eventually isolated.
With the non-Oriental patients evacuated and the Oriental ones now piles of gore on the floor, it was agreed by all TurtleShroomers present that the stately, beautiful asylum building, and all the residences of the staff, was to be levelled. The asylum was far enough away to avoid any collateral damage in the slums, but too close to be bombed from the air, let alone nuked.
Merely setting the asylum on fire would not burn fast enough, much less kill the spores. Overkill would be needed, and there was no kill like it.
Thus, performing that order would be what TurtleShroomers called a Stalin Organ, the ever-dependable missile truck that was cheap, easy to build, and didn't require the deployment of any good equipment.
-and it was a cannon.
While TurtleShroom artillery doctrine knew to use them at far range, and target infantrymen, TurtleShroomers took a page from terrorist groups and their captured equipment and realized that close-range destruction could work, if you didn't care about precision. It was comical, but also effective for situations like this. About one hour later, the encirclement perimeter of the soldiers around the large asylum complex parted as the artillerymen slowly drove into range. Four Stalin Organs were available in the nearest garrison, and they positioned themselves as men with red flags slowly guided them to the optimal line up.
At the command of the senior officer, the Katyusha rockets were unloaded, eventually expending the full capacity of their carriers. Nothing was left and the explosions could be heard for dozens of miles. What they didn't know, however, was that they missed a spot!
As the mushrooms and TS Whites cheered and went home, thinking they bested the Necrons, one Xenomorph alien had got out and began to prowl in the desert, hoping to find a new snack and a new back. Pale and stealthy, it blended in with the desert sands, making it impossible to spot from above. As the sun went down, the Xenomorph alien fed itself by eating nearby desert animals, instinctively guided by its natural need to reproduce to look for its next target.
Men.
* = This is a canonical NS Issue: "Following new legislation in TURTLESHROOM II, paramedics patrol the streets looking for suspicious medical activity.".
** = TurtleShroom's answer to the CDC. They do not merely handle the bubonic plague, which, in TurtleShroom, evolved a resistance to most antibiotics and vaccines. Yes, as a matter of fact, they do dress like plague doctors, although the invention of hazmat suits made them simply stylized that way. It still looked cool, though!