"Whoa! To that extent!
A red fuselage threatens me as I wield a boom and a stick.
Although the other two planes have swords, they appear to be attacking the stick.
"We're going in here."
"Yes."
Grab a grip on the railing and secure your body.
The captain activated the magic and unleashed a clarence towards the red fuselage.
The red fuselage weakens the clarence bond with a magic shield and beats it with its stick. That's all I could see was that the pilot of this aircraft had quite a few arms.
"That fuselage, it's not from the Empire, is it?
"Oh, probably a warrior (du libaipur). I hear the Empire is also hiring mercenaries to reinforce their power."
"Du Reveple"
That name is a nostalgia for me.
Whatever, because the first battle was against that du Reveple.
Did I indeed say Forze, where and what is that pilot doing now? If I can, I guess it's best if I never see you again.
"You got a little better guy here! You bastards are sober!
To the belligerent voices heard from the red fuselage, the captain sets up his sword and tower shield to watch calmly.
"Bodwan, this guy's pretty strong."
"Be careful."
Copy that.
In the meantime, the other two planes began to fall back as they advised the captain. Exactly, you decided that staying in the damaged fuselage would get in the way of the fight. Well, magically enough to back me up.
"If you're not coming, we're going this way!
An enemy aircraft emits a flame bullet from his left arm. That was outrageous without difficulty with two magic shields and a tower shield, and the captain released a fire lance in return and all.
It is also broken by a stick.
"You need that stick?"
That's how the crushed captain moved.
Push the fuselage forward and pack the distance from the enemy to push the tower shield. It's a shield bash. But the enemy aircraft prevents it by slapping a stick on the shield.
But now the stick is crushed. If you're in this state, you won't be able to deal with this attack with sticks right away.
The right arm of the captain hangs from the cockpit of the enemy aircraft and sticks out his sword.
"Sweet sweet!
But it was avoided by the enemy squatting the fuselage. Plus, I'm going to hang at this foot while I crouch and let go of the kick.
When the captain noticed it, he stuck the tower shield to the ground and took the kick.
"Ooh, we're still going!
Continuously, the stick is slapped against the tower shield. A heavy impact shook the fuselage through his arm.
In the meantime, the enemy aircraft will rebuild their fuselage and distance themselves from the captain aircraft.
"Ku......"
"Bodwan, I'll cover you!
"Here we go, too!
A rearward lowered fuselage began to cover with a distance between the two aircraft.
Iceland and Firelance fly towards the red fuselage. To go with it, the captain also releases an immediate fire lance.
Watching the red fuselage how to respond to an attack from three directions, the enemy plane suddenly runs out and slaps one of the firelances with a stick while packing the distance from the captain's aircraft.
"It's time to be serious! Don't fall down!
When the pilot of the red fuselage fired his words at the captain with a joyous voice, and at the same time thought that he had turned his left arm behind the fuselage, he pulled something like a cable from it and connected it to the patterned part of the stick.
Isn't that stick, just a stick?
But connecting the cable doesn't seem to make any difference.
"Is it dangerous to take it?"
I guess the captain decided there was something there, too. Throw the tower shield at the enemy aircraft and hold the sword in your empty hand as well.
Enemy planes flush the thrown tower shield with their left arm and push further into it. Looks like he's going to deal with the duplicitous with one of those sticks.
"One shot first!
The captain flaunts the stick to be swung down by lowering it backwards.
Shortly afterwards, a stick bursting into the ground with momentum caused a severe explosion.
"What!?
"Whew!?
The captain plane, which aimed at the counter in a sleigh, is caught in the explosion and falls backwards hard.
I was desperately caught in the pipe and prevented from rolling around in the cockpit.
Eldo, are you okay?
"Yes, no problem. than that."
"I know!
The captain plane rolls sideways in preparation for pursuit. Then again, the stick was swinging down again in the face of where the captain's plane had fallen. But now there won't be an explosion.
It looks like they're free to set it to explode. Perhaps connecting that cable caused its functionality.
And, given that, that stick should now be treated as part of the fuselage. Then that explosion in this less developed world of firearms is likely to be magical.
"Connected magic weapon, that's a pain in the ass."
"Is it magic after all"
"It's magic that activates with conditioning. I'm guessing it's set to explode in that place when the stick hits."
The mechanism itself is simple for the price. In the first place, all you have to do is add contact settings to the magic with activation conditions and fix the magic activation position from the beginning.
What I do when manually controlling is no different from the fixed focus of the firing point.
"You hit a troublesome weapon."
The captain poisons you as you wake up the fuselage.
I can't take that weapon. If it was just something to take with a sword, it would be easily broken by an explosion from close range and beaten with the momentum as it stood.
Even to avoid, in the avoidance of counter aiming, the balance is disrupted as earlier by the impact of the explosion.
Looks like the captain was right to dump the tower shield. If you take that shock with a tower shield, your left arm could break.
"But there are weaknesses, aren't there?
"Oh, you should be able to shoot him every so often"
It's the magic that causes all those explosions. Consumption of concentrated magic liquids (hi-maggia liquids) should also be considerable.
And so much shock. If you do it in a row, there's no way the target won't get the damage they deserve.
There must be a hint of strategy there.
"Ha ha! Well done! Let's go next!
Tense enemies wave their sticks up at us screaming hyah.
When the captain releases the sword from his left hand, he grabs the arms of the enemy aircraft before they snuggle and wave down the fuselage.
"After all, wouldn't there be an explosion if you didn't touch the stick?"
"So what's up!
As soon as I know I can't swing it down, I hold the stick backwards and let go of my hand.
As soon as the falling stick touched the captain's left arm, there was a severe explosion.
The captain plane glides on the ground as it is blown hard.
"Eldo, are you okay?
"I'm fine. What about your left arm?
"You totally blew it. But they shouldn't be safe either."
The captain's left arm, which was directly hit by the explosion, was completely out of elbow to tip.
But when the smoke clears, it looks like the opponent's fuselage also has the damage it deserves.
The right hand, which had the stick, drooped back with Bran to see if the shoulder joint was damaged, and there were also scratched marks on the flank.
The stick had fallen to the ground and only the cord was connected to the fuselage.
"Ha ha! That's funny! Come on, we're one arm each other. This is the real deal!
"As long as we lose the stick!
"We can crush enough!
When an enemy aircraft attempts to move, an ally that was turning to the left or right of the enemy aircraft leaves the attack.
Though they both suffer some scratches, I guess they thought they could push in numbers if they were now enemy aircraft.
But that was a mistake.
"It's not like the grubby fish are hanging around!
When the enemy aircraft grabbed the cord connected to the stick, they began to pull it and wield the cord like a whip.
"The sticks are coming! Shut up!"
I realize what I'm trying to do, and I scream. At the same time, an enemy aircraft unleashed a cord and a stick at an ally.
"Become!?
A stick headed straight for an ally plane hits the cockpit directly and causes a severe explosion.
"Hahaha, this is the third one!
"The third plane!?... No way!
"Yes, I kicked the bastards in the fort! Master Yavan of this bombing! I'm sending you to the same place as him!
"So easy!
Side planes that set up swords and head to enemy planes. Captain Bodwan unleashes magic to cover it when he wakes up the fuselage.
Yavan shifts it to the side and flies the cord and stick towards the side plane.
The allied plane jumped up to slap a stick flying from the side.
But Yavan modifies the cord and the orbit of the stick.
Guarding with a sword, the explosion easily broke the sword and wore its torso.
"Fourth plane! That's a big day!
"I won't let you!
It's the bait of that whip stick even at a distance. But if we're even in time, manipulating the code won't make us attack this one with a stick.
By blowing up this allied plane, a stick rolling down the ground shouldn't be able to gain power any time soon. Grasp that, too, captain, and let the fuselage penetrate at once.
When Yavan pulls the cord, he grips the stick up his left arm. Looks like he's going to give it back on the counter to the captain's assault.
But even the captain didn't captain to Dada.
The captain threw the sword in his right hand toward the raised stick.
"What!?
The sword struck the stick and forced an explosion. Again, that explosion seemed to need to be set to activate or not beforehand.
The captain took it backwards and broke the enemy's attitude.
With the impact of an exploded stick, the left arm of the enemy aircraft flows wide rearward. The opponent's torso is now completely defenseless.
The captain pulls out another sword left jointed in his left hip and protrudes toward the enemy aircraft.
The captain's sword pierced the cockpit of the red fuselage with the squeaky sound of gashan and iron.
"I win."
"That's the captain!
The captain's plane takes a step back as he pulls out his sword.
The red fuselage remains standing on the spot with no sign of movement. Well, if they pierce the cockpit, naturally. Behind the cockpit there's a manoeuvre computer, and if they destroy it, the fuselage won't move in case the pilot's alive.
"He's not dead yet!
"Become!?
Suddenly, I wonder if the eyes of the enemy aircraft have glowed, and its left arm moves and waves down the stick.
The captain stuck his sword to his left shoulder, but the movement of his left arm wouldn't stop while he was pulling the cable a thousand times.
"Only Temehe is on the road!
A stick swung down as it was slapped the captain's chest.
Along with a heavy shock, the monitor pulled, the bees and sparks splashed and the metal fragments descended on the captain.
I hit my head with that fierce impact and darkened my vision.
My consciousness awakens unexpectedly.
When I slowly opened my eyes, I got a hanging cord in my eyes. And I feel a headache and hold it down with my hands.
A lukewarm sensation passes into your hand, and you look at the hand that you hold in amazement. There was liquid attached there. Probably my blood.
But he's well aware. I guess it's not that dangerous a wound.
I wake up slowly and check my surroundings.
As far as the inclination of the dim cockpit is concerned, the fuselage appears to be tumbling on its back. This won't open the hatch.
Anyway, I have to make sure the captain's safe, and I'm gonna go around in front of the cockpit.
Captain, are you all right?
"Ugh... Ugh"
The captain woke up to my call.
"Eldo's safe."
"Yes, I'm cutting my head off a little, but that's all. The captain..."
Are you okay? That's what I said, my mouth stopped.
The captain was crushed on its left leg with a part pulled by a clap that hit the cockpit.
In addition, you covered your face from the monitor fragments or countless pieces of glass pierced your left arm.
"Shh, take care of the wound immediately."
"Confirmation of enemy aircraft before that. The cockpit was pierced, but the enemy was still alive."
When the captain says so, he restarts the Armunale. Even if it is destroyed so far, the tank of the manoeuvre operator (Sense Board) and concentrated magic fluid (Hymagia Liquid), and if the generator is safe, the fuselage will be activated.
When the fuselage is activated, the slightly alive monitor reflects the state outside.
There was a red fuselage that raised black smoke while Jen royally stood in front of the captain's aircraft. And there are mechanic-like infantry gathered around this fuselage.
Apparently, the pilot was burned to death after the impact of that explosion.
"Looks like you can take it down."
"Apparently so. Get in touch with the outside."
The captain activates a sound collection with the microphone as he endures the pain and speaks to the soldiers outside.
"It's Bodwan... soldiers outside, stay away from me for a moment. Wake up the fuselage"
"Good, you're safe! I'll be away in a minute! You guys, get off the fuselage!
One of the soldiers exhaled in horror and immediately flew instructions to evacuate the soldier from the fuselage.
Make sure it wakes up the fuselage.
The cockpit and the left arm are the worst damage, but it doesn't seem to be a problem for the operation.
Where the hatch can now be opened, when the captain opens the hatch, the hot summer air with the light ventilates the smell of blood accumulating in the cockpit.
"Eldo."
"Yes, what is it?
"I'll leave you to it."
"Hey! Captain!?"
That's all the captain told me, he passed out again.
I'll take care of it. You mean I'll take care of it? Oh, is that possible that I can pilot it? Sure it's lame, but we can still move it, right?
That's not the case. We have to leave the captain with the ambulance immediately.
"Ambulance Squad! And one mechanic, please! The cockpit's been hit hard, and the captain's got his foot pinched by the equipment!
With the help of soldiers who responded immediately to my call, the captain was taken out of the cockpit in about five minutes and transported to a nearby town.
After the captain was transported, I got on the shoulder of the fuselage and wondered what was going on.
As it stands, there are only two hostile Armunales that could be destroyed. If the invading Armunale is all six, then the last four planes will be counted as remaining.
Apparently the other two are after those four planes, but it's probably impossible to destroy them. If so, we have no choice but to make our way to rescue with this aircraft that can move. Besides, after that, we have to find out what's going on with the other fort. Worst case scenario, if it had fallen there too, we would be chasing Armunale again.
But what can a run-down fuselage do without weapons and a cockpit?
With that in mind, a supply transport group from Jakarta arrived.
I immediately jumped off the shoulder of the aircraft and headed underneath.
"Eldo! Are you all right!
"I am. It's just that the captain was injured and is being transported to a nearby town."
"Whatever!
"How's it going!? Is it dangerous?
"No, there is nothing else in life. However, he had severely broken his left leg, so it would not be possible to return immediately."
"Well, then, Eldo doesn't mean he's the pilot of the 31st."
"Yeah, the captain told me to leave it to you."
"Is that a fuselage problem?
Mr. O'Rail immediately noticed the problem I had. Well, if the captain's in a plane situation where he's going to get hurt, do you know right away?
"Yeah, the monitors are almost wiped out. My left arm is also missing a tip from my elbow. There are no weapons, and concentrated magic fluids (hi-maggia liquids) are becoming uncomfortable."
"I bring fuel, but the damage is a lot worse."
Speaking, guiding him under the fuselage, Mr. O'Rail and Mr. Ritz roared scratching his head with gassi.
"There's no crane here. You can't swap."
"I knew it. I don't care if you don't have your left arm, but the monitor's dead, after all."
"No, my left arm is a problem too..."
No, no, when I fly, I don't end up using my left arm.
Left arm is such a decoration. The mechanic doesn't know that.
"Can't you just handle the monitor?
"I can't."
"Right. They're destroying the cockpit, just like they brought it from any other aircraft."
Well, since the way to defeat the Armunale is to break the cockpit, is the defeated fuselage inevitably all the monitors out?
Then there's only one way.
"You have no choice. Ok. Mr. O'Rail, I'd like to ask you to replenish the fuel and raise weapons."
"Come on, what are you gonna do?"
"Here's what I'll do."
I'll jump on the fuselage and activate it.
Then he manipulated his right arm and stuck his finger in the cracked armor gap in his chest.
"No way!
"Yes."
Belli's armor peeled off easily.
Vision is clear and the desolate town is fixed.
I removed the chest armor covering the cockpit and removed the broken monitor.
They just hit the main monitor. Shall we do something about it in a visual battle?
"Be impotent"
"But this is the best. Mr. O'Rail, I need you to rewrite the supplies to the manoeuvre computer (Sense Board) for me."
"Okay."
I said everything I wanted to ask you on the airframe side. And then...
"Is Mr. Bunois here?
"I'm here. Eldo, you're not evacuating, you're a jerk."
"Sorry, I missed the retreat signal. More importantly, Mr. Bunois would like to hear from someone else about the enemy Armunale. We'll go crusade as soon as we're supplied."
"Okay. I'll put the information together by the end of the maintenance."
"Please"
I guess I said everything I wanted to ask of you in the meantime.
Last one, then.
"Ambulance Squad. My treatment, please!
Come on, I need to stop this blood from overflowing from my head... oh, it's a little cranky.
While I was being treated by the paramedics, I let my emotions dazzle me with the excitement of being able to move the Armunale in action.