The next evening. Troops retreating from the fort joined Rocca base.
The executives will gather immediately to gather information from the troops that have been withdrawing.
I, too, decided to attend that meeting and listen to the returning knight. Because it's best to listen to the one you actually fought for.
From the retreat unit, it was a man named Bonne, commander of the fort and captain of the thirty-six Armunale squad, who was called to gather information.
"Then let me hear the report. I've got some information from the early horses, but overwhelmingly I don't have enough information on the enemy. Tell me what happened at the front base."
The meeting begins in the words of Commander Aumel. The first speaker was the Fort Commander. What a weak-minded person, he is like an exhausted salaried middle-management man who has struck and changed from the military natural commanders to what he has ever wanted to see.
Even from my place a little further away, I know exactly what sweat is gushing out of my forehead. Probably hasn't been able to be this kind of place.
"Uh, uh, whatever you want to talk to me about first. I was not looking directly at the enemy itself because I received a suggestion for an operation from the Knight and just carried it out. It's just that a huge number of enemies arrived, so we abandoned the fort, destroyed it, blocked the path, and retreated while we were buying time."
Whoa... it's a complete decoration, Commander. You hardly know because you haven't actually seen it, that's the line the commander shouldn't have said...
Do you agree with me around, there's white air in the conference room?
Is the commander good at reading the air as well, he seemed in a hurry for that change and was extra sweaty. It's already a big flood.
"Okay...... then Captain Bonne is next. We actually engaged the enemy. Right?
Commander Aumel also saw the captain of the Armunale squad who gave up on getting information from the commander and actually had a shelling battle with the invading troops.
Captain Bonne is someone with a similar vibe to Mr. Bodwan somewhere in the late thirties. He is well trained as a soldier, while entangling an aristocratic atmosphere. Well, there's no one who hasn't been trained on an aluminum ride.
"Ha! Let me explain the flow from discovery to retreat. A report of enemy discovery arrived around thirteen o'clock. I immediately activated the Armunale and observed the enemy on camera from the walls. Because of the unusually large number of enemy armunares and the certainty that they were more than a hundred on the spot, he instructed his commanders to abandon the fort and buy time."
This is what happens when I summarise Captain Bonne's story.
At the time we first found a large group of enemies, Captain Bonne, who decided that defense in the fort was impossible, advanced the destruction of the fort to his commander. At the same time, he took an operation to make the soldiers of the defense shoot slopes with artillery and not destroy or stop the Armunale with a collapse.
Even if the cannons didn't have enough power to destroy the Armunale directly, they probably decided that rocks falling from a collapse could do some damage.
They actually destroyed a few planes with that. Wouldn't that be great?
And the commander who accepted the prophecy terminates the preparation for the destruction of the fort, while abandoning the fort. At the time you escaped everyone, you used the explosives you planted to turn the fort into a pile of rubble? Thanks to this, we can delay the invasion of our enemies by one to two days.
Honestly, as it stands, I think it was the best decision I could make.
Beginning with Commander Aumel, other executives are nodding to the partition as they listen to Captain Bonne.
"And it will be the number of enemy planes that we eventually confirmed, but it seems to be between two hundred and fifty and three hundred."
Three hundred Armunales at worst. That's what I hear, the air in the conference room turns to heavy objects all at once. In that, Commander Omel managed to keep his mouth open while remaining calm.
"Very well. Captain Bonne's judgment is considered best. You've done your best work in just a few hours."
"No, because this is what I do as a knight"
Um, I don't think it's the same thing as planning an operation, but it's that commander, and you have no choice?
"Anything else bothering you? I wish I knew a little more about enemy planes."
I want to hear that, too. I mean, I took part in this meeting to hear it.
"Yes, there were about two things that bothered me"
"What is it?
"The enemy Armunale is Haribote."
"Haribote?"
I overheard Captain Bonne's words and apologize in a hurry.
"What about him?
"This is Captain Erdo of the Second Princess Guard of the First Kingsguard Armunale Battalion. I was supposed to retreat with Inez, but Inez left me in defense."
"Did you?"
Captain Bonne's been at the meeting, so I'll give it back at the meeting briefly, too.
"Captain Erdo has the same authority as us, so you don't have to apologize. It's the captains who can actually cross swords directly, so you should be concerned."
"Thank you. So, what is Haribote?
Commander Aumel's permission has been given, so I'll ask again.
"It's an enemy armunale, but it's unusually brittle. The collapse, of course, was also devastating with direct artillery from the fort"
"That's certainly strange"
If he was shot at close range, the range would have been critical. With balls like that, Armunale armor won't fall out, and a good pilot should even be able to take the bullet.
That's why live ammunition weapons have never developed at all before.
"That and the other thing, enemy planes may not be able to use magic"
"Can't use it? Instead of using it?
"Yeah. I was letting my magic loose and restrained myself when I defended myself, but a few of Firelance's direct strikes wrecked it. From what I've seen, the armor was missing as well, so it looks pretty thin"
"I see."
There is a big difference between not being able to use magic and not using it.
From the enemies that are invading over the mountain, the remaining amount of concentrated magic liquid (Hymagia Liquid) should be most cautious.
So, if you don't use magic to save fuel, it's understandable, but if the fire lance just flies in, it should expand about magic shielding.
If they are pierced with armor without it, the possibility arises that they cannot use magic. That would be almost certain if it were a few planes, too.
On top of that, thin armor. Exactly. Almunale haribote.
"If you call that Haribote an Armunale, you've already done enough to win the Two-headed Lion Medal."
"Is that it? Then you see a little bit of a possibility."
"Yeah, I just can't say with certainty that everything is. Surely some of the planes should contain a real aluminum"
Well, that would be. It all becomes impossible in Haribote to actually control even if it creates a few advantages. Lurking a few Armunales in the rear is going to be the usual means of multiplying the confusion and beating the home base with the Armunale.
But many of the real ones won't exceed five planes. Then we have to do it.
"Perhaps you should review the construction of the Sushi Defense Line."
"Right. Then you'd better increase the number of cannons."
"Shouldn't the main battlefield use narrow roads too?"
"No, direct me to the slope and take an avalanche"
"I haven't accumulated that much yet. On a small scale, it makes sense."
The meeting, which was disputed by new information, was to last until late at night.
The next morning. I rub my sleepy eyes in my face to the hangar.
There was a third Armunale there, which was not there until yesterday. It would be Captain Bonne's fuselage.
The hangar mechanics are working on a rapid pitch and are likely to be out by noon.
"Captain Erdo?
Speak up and look back. There was Captain Bonne and Captain Azra.
"Good luck"
"Good luck." "Good luck."
Salute each other and exchange greetings.
"Captain Erdo's fuselage is amazing. What's going on with that left arm?
"I have my left arm in there for once. Well, the joints don't move because they're fixed."
"Do you fight with one right arm?
Captain Bonne looks at me with an incredible look. I laughed bitterly and explained my special way of maneuvering.
It's my way of maneuvering, which is getting pretty famous for being Wang Du, Fortran and Jakarta, but a lot of people still don't know when I get here or so. Probably barely even known on another block.
Only Jakarta, because I've actually fought a couple of times, and Battis and Leon had the same maneuvers.
"There's such a way to maneuver."
"Well, it's quite a habit, so it takes a lot of practice to be able to use it."
"That's right. I can't imagine taking my hands off the lever."
Mr. Azra shakes his head sideways.
Would that be what you thought it was like to be a common Almunale ride? Because the synchronization wasn't going to be maneuvering itself, I thought it was something like that, and because all the people in the First Battalion were elite, or because they had mastered the half manual easily for the price.
"I will try to practice after I have one paragraph in this battle."
"Right. So let's get this fight over with."
"Yeah, let's do our best."
Wishing each other a good fight, the three of us smashed our fists together.
Five days after I came to this Rocca base. Finally, the enemy was coming through the fort to Rocca base.
They deploy Haribote troops outside the range of the artillery set up on the walls, intimidating the base.
"We are the Obard Empire Abnomulet Battalion! You'll see the difference in power! Base commander, surrender and disarm immediately! If you do not surrender, there is no guarantee of life!
I'll activate my own fuselage, listening to the enemy general's surrender advice coming from outside the wall.
In both my neighborhoods, the Azra and Bonne planes were up and running in the same way.
"I am Rocca Base Commander Omel! The surrender recommendation is unacceptable! Our soldiers in the Faithful Kingdom will not yield to Obard! Open the gate! Armunale, all planes out! Destroy the enemy army in front of you!
The gate in front of you opens with the instructions of Commander Aumel. And a massive amount of alumnae on the monitor. No, did they call it an abnomulet? Perhaps that's the name of that mass-produced airframe.
"Well, shall we go? I'm just trying to calculate a hundred planes per person."
"I just can't do it. I don't have fuel."
"Right. Even if you beat it efficiently, I thought thirty was the limit."
Mr Azra immediately denied it, and Mr Bonne told me that it was not possible.
Mr. Bonne is actually magically repelling, and I'm guessing it's thirty planes to calculate, including that. Well, then...
"Then Captain Bonne will have thirty planes. Captain Azra, target fifteen planes."
It's just cruel to expect the same results from Captain Azra, who has less experience than Captain Bonne.
Half of Captain Bonne for now. Let's have fifteen planes destroyed as our target.
"What are you going to do with the rest?
"Of course, it's my prey."
Well, let me get started! I wanted it, it's my only airframe! To decorate that first line, let it be Kazayamako, Abnomulet!
At the same time as the gate opens, I'll run the fuselage at full speed.
"Fast......"
"I can't catch up."
He left two planes in a flash and stormed toward an enemy army that began invading at the same time as rejecting the surrender recommendation.
Start by releasing a fire against the aircraft that was in the lead. It gently penetrates the cockpit of the enemy aircraft and causes the fuselage to blow up.
Other airplanes rushed to set up cannons on their left arm and fired at us. But the aim isn't working well either, there's no way the old era cannon could hit my fuselage, and the bullet flies in a direction that's out of sight.
"This is what Armunale shooting weapons use!
While I keep releasing the firelance, I take the harmonica pistole out of the artifice gorge and release it towards the enemy aircraft.
Harmonica pistre, which could only be aimed at the joints to such an extent against the Armunale, but Haribote's armor pierced me well.
Dunn, whenever there is a dunn firing noise, one aircraft's fuselage is shot through the cockpit and falls as it leaks fuel.
Even though there are plenty of weapons, the number of enemy planes is. Worried about a special blow, he definitely shoots through the cockpit.
"Weak, brittle! It's late! Don't think you can stop me with that fuselage!
As the distance was getting closer, the cannons began to aim together.
One of them takes a direct course to the fuselage. I immediately threw down the remaining harmonica pistol of the bullet and let it blow up with a fire lance, which derailed the bullet.
At the same time, switch in the cockpit, operate the left arm and stand forward.
"Run or they'll crush you!
At once he stuffed his distance from the enemy and hit the polar artifice gorge at the imminent enemy in front of him.
Along with the sound of Gusha, the head of the fuselage and part of the cockpit were squashed and a slight scream was heard from inside.
But I don't care about that anymore.
Let them step in vigorously as they are, involve the fuselage lined up in the rear and punch them together.
Create a slight cut in the queue and push it further.
Pull out the sword, cut off the fuselage directly beside it, and unleash magic to burn the rear enemy.
I was surrounded at some point, but I don't feel fear or anything where I was surrounded by Haribote. Instead, everywhere I look, my bait is overflowing.
The grin I had on my mouth is going to make me laugh.
"Captain Erdo! Too much penetration!
"Captain Erdo, are you all right! I'll help you now!
I've finally caught up with you from the rear, and the two of you are gonna storm for the cuts I made.
Even so, Captain Azra - you think I'm a pinch?
"Captain Azra, even these guys can aim thirty. The goal is to change to thirty!
"Do that now!
Captain Azra was about to say something again, but I'll ignore it and let him operate the fuselage.
Stick your left arm to the ground and use the rotating function for weapon retrieval to greet the enemy soldiers who were around you with swords, kicks and magic at once.
"Did you say something? If you have time to talk, slaughter the enemy planes, or I'll take them all down!
"Oh, yeah......... I'll do my best"
"Do so!
Destroy a few more planes while you're talking, and move forward toward my target.
Beyond that is the command of this unit. And a real Almunale! I'm not interested in all these miscellaneous fish. In the first place, in order to end this battle, you have to slap your head.
Once somewhat reduced, aim for the head. For that, we need to eat deep enough into our enemies to be able to target them!
The sword I was holding splattered apart at the limit.
You saw that as an opportunity, and the surrounding miscellaneous fish are slaughtered all at once. But sweet!
I take out a new sword from the artifice gorge and at the same time activate some of the magic that creates dirt walls to limit the enemy's path.
This magic, Claywall, is the magic that Mr. Carine deliberately drew for this one. It's an assault premise. I have about the magic of the defense system.
Cut off the three planes in front of you and aim for enemy soldiers who have broken down the dirt wall, releasing the harmonica pistole and destroying it in order.
Then I heard a scream from a short distance away.
For a moment I also thought it was Captain Azra or Captain Bonne, apparently the enemy commander.
If you thought you could afford it, you'd be attacked all of a sudden. I know you panic, but I'm not sure you bothered to tell me where you are!
Pointing in the direction of his voice, he bursts into it at once, unleashing magic.
Gradually, my voice grows louder, and I can see you screaming to kill me. Kill me.
"I found it!
There, a fat figure panicking in a magic steering car.
"What are you doing! Quick, protect me!
A fuselage that tried to block my path in good health is crushed by an artificial gorge.
And the obstacle disappeared during the period up to the Admiral.
I release fire immediately.
But Firelance was prevented by the fuselage that had interrupted him just before he hit the general.
"You've been raging me a lot!
"You look real!
The fuselage was a real Almunale. That's why they dismissed the fire.
"You are too dangerous! Let me drop you right here!
"Ha, if you can do it, do it! I'm in great shape right now!
He hits his sword with the enemy plane and pushes it in at last. If we're swords with one arm, this one has more power.
"Kuh."
"Ooh!"
Step in at once and retreat the enemy aircraft. He mowed a few of the looming miscellaneous fish with that gap, pulled his head off and threw it at the Armunale.
"Well, how are you two doing?
While the enemy rebuilds his posture, I'll see what happens to the two behind me.
The two planes seem to be knocking down their surrounding enemies smoothly while covering each other's backs. Covering each other's backs, it's nice to look like some kind of protagonist. I'm a total villain now.
"This ooh ooh ooh!
The enemy plane bounces off the head I threw away with a shield, and I aim to storm again. You care about the damage to your surroundings, he's not willing to use magic.
You mishandled a massive man-made robot. It's my first operation, so I guess I treated it as dense as an infantry, but what happens if a people-shaped robot that can't move as quickly as a person, and doesn't move as fast, packs it that way. If you get cut in, you'll be restricted in your movements for fear of a false explosion, as you are now. You're crushing all the strengths of Armunale!
Release the fire at the foot of the enemy aircraft to ease the assault. In the meantime, I destroyed one leg of one of the planes that had come so close that I took the unbalanced fuselage and stuck it out in front of the Armunale.
The panicked enemy aircraft dodges it while out of balance. If it's just parts, it sounds like you can't have people on board even if you let them play. I'm glad the pilot isn't a livestock!
I throw away the enemy. I throw the sword I was holding. The sword pierced the cockpit and blew up the fuselage.
Then take out the last harmonica pistole stored in the artifice gorge and fire towards the rolling armunale out of balance.
The bullet released destroyed the joint between the finger holding the sword and one leg.
"Not yet!"
"It's over!
I wave my left arm down, aiming at the enemy aircraft trying to get up.
Artifigoge destroyed the head of the fuselage to the cockpit once and for all, crushing the pilot.
"Well, where are you after?
Almunale should have a few more planes. Will you come out if you aim for the Admiral again?
With that in mind, looking for the Admiral who ran away while fighting, I started ravaging again.