The next day. I was riding alone down the road to Jakarta.
It's already been three hours since we left. It will be time to see the shadow of Jakarta.
We went through several villages to get here, but all of them were dominated by platoons in Abnomule, and in some cases one village had been wiped out.
I've come this far while destroying all the abnomulets as I pass by, but there's a good chance a significant number of platoons are walking wide inside the β block, besides the route I've taken.
While I feel the hassle of having to destroy them all too, I now hurry my way to Jakarta.
He then discovered on the monitor the walls of Jakarta and the troops of Abnomulet surrounding it.
"I found it. Haven't you allowed it yet?"
Jakarta was securely guarding the gate, even as she raised the black smoke from the inside.
From above the outer wall, a large number of cannons are constantly throwing out bullets and dampening the abnomules. Armunale squads out the gate were fighting to keep them off the outer walls.
"Let's just break through and rendezvous - no, there's plenty of fuel, and let me ram it up a little bit"
It's also a hand to rendezvous, grasp the operation, and then fight, but as things stand, the opponent hasn't noticed this one yet. Then let us assault and destroy the front lines of the enemy.
"So, do you want to go!
Pull the sword out of the artifice gorge and storm the flank of the enemy attacking Jakarta at once.
An enemy soldier raised his voice when he suddenly appeared to me.
"Enemy attack! From the north!
"What!"
"Backup!
"How many planes!?
A squad on the north side turns towards me, speaking out loudly.
But if you're turning around relaxed like that!
Zudong, a plane that was shot out of the sephia generator by firelance explodes.
"You're late!
The enemy side fires artillery simultaneously so as to signal an explosion. But the distance still makes the aim quite appropriate.
Determine straight ahead but no bullets to hit, and I'll accelerate even further.
In the meantime, Firelance also shot out two sephia generators and put them in an enemy wall surrounding Jakarta.
Well, the distance's getting closer, and here you'll get a voice inside Jakarta.
"Faithful Kingdom, First Kingsguard Armunale Battalion Second Princess Guard Erdo. The Princess's life begins the annihilation of the enemy Abnomulet Squad while attacking Jakarta!
"First Battalion!?
"Why is the Kingsguard here?!?
"I don't care! Take him down, too!
"That's right! They're on one plane!
Yeah, I'm one plane. One plane, though!
"I'm not going to be with you guys!
He causes his fuselage to penetrate into the slightest gap that he has been able to form in battle, and waves his sword unmistakably to destroy Haribote.
Thanks to the thin armor, it would be helpful to wield your sword to your torso and keep it in two. Almunale makes armor hard and stops on the way. If that happens, I won't be able to continue later.
"Stop it!"
"This!"
"Sweet sweet!
Shoot through one plane with a fire lance and hit the other with an artifice gorge against an enemy who came all the way out to the front.
"You can't stop me to this extent!
"Me!
One Abnomulet has fired a cannon just as it entered the battlefield completely inside. That's taking a direct course to my fuselage.
I immediately succumb to the fuselage and deviate from the ballistics with artifice gorges.
"Heh, do some pilots hit that one?"
"There!
Abnomule, who shot the cannon, was moving right after he shot it and approaching me right in front of him.
Running in, he pokes his sword out looking for the cockpit.
I play the protruding sword with my own sword, and still throw the enemy plane into the rear using the artifice gorge.
"Shit!"
"Ha ha! You're a good pilot! It has to be Halibote. We could have had a good fight!
You tried to poke a thrown gap, or you threw a sword at a fuselage that had a cannon standing beside it, and fired at the fuselage you were falling over.
The enemy aircraft could not even move due to the impact of the fall and was shot through the cockpit.
"We're back on the grocery hunt!
Drawing a second sword from the artificial gorge, I slaughtered it sequentially from a stopped fuselage.
Shortly after Eldo stormed the battlefield, Jakarta's command, which received that report, was in a great panic.
Naturally. The fact that Eldo of the Kingsguard is here could mean that the princess is even close.
I manage to get in touch with Erdo and find out if there's anything left on the base for Jakarta Commander Solomon to move around with.
There are a total of seven Armunale teams currently engaged in an offensive in Jakarta. Two of them have been damaged in previous battles and are now being repaired on a steep pitch. One plane will be ready for launch in half an hour, and I ask my men where the pilot is in an attempt to get a message from the pilot.
"He would be under treatment in the infirmary. I was wondering if we could possibly go out."
"The co-pilot of the Twenty-eighth Squad..."
"He's just in this year, isn't he? I don't have any real experience in the Armunale either. Isn't it tough?
The material my men have given me was a photograph of Battis' face, a rookie of the year.
"Ku...... no, I might be able to handle this year's rookie. The Kingsguard on the front line must have been a rookie too."
"Can't wait to be joined by something that's such a newbie and promoted to Kingsguard?
"In the meantime, I'm just gonna make a request. I'll leave the rest to the judge of the newbie. If you're in sync, you'll be familiar with the guy on the front line."
Solomon summoned Batis instantly.
"Battis, Deputy Captain of the Twenty-eighth Armunale, I'm here."
"Well done. I'll talk to you briefly because the situation is a situation."
Solomon tells us that Eldo is rampaging on the front line right now and that he needs to be safe if Inez is nearby.
And the fact that Batis is the only pilot who can move now.
"We need to get inside that enemy plane to get in touch with Captain Erdo as things stand. It could be a pretty harsh assignment for you as a rookie and with no field experience. So this mission, I won't impose it. Decide whether you want to take it or not."
I naturally thought my men would say no.
Anyway, there are hundreds of enemy aircraft outside the base, and the captain of the 28th Squad has been hit and wounded by the enemy aircraft.
That what I saw of it couldn't possibly be given a choice and not say no.
But Battis' eyes were shining.
"I'm going! Please let me go! I can't just make that idiot think good!
"You're serious! You have to jump in there!
"You'd be looking at that number from the outer wall!
"It's not a sin to say no. Think about it!
My men try to persuade me around the mouth, but the words don't sound like Batis.
Anyway, many of my classmates are raging around on the battlefield in front of me. Batis also looked at the sight from above the outer wall until earlier.
That's why I can't stop you extra.
"I don't have a problem with people like that. Can we get out of here right away?
"We should be done repairing the fuselage in about twenty minutes. Try to get in touch with Captain Eldo as soon as you can fix it."
"Copy that. Associate pilot Battis, we're going in."
Batis leaves the command room on a fast foot.
Then, as we head out into the hallway, we rush to the hangar where the fuselage is being repaired.
There, the mechanics of the twenty-eighth squad were repairing the fuselage on a rapid pitch. One of them notices Battis and puts his neck up.
"Battis, what can I do for you? No way. Something to the captain!?
"No, the injury is terrible, but there's nothing else in my life. Doctors said if the injuries healed, we could get on board again."
"Well good... then what are you doing here? You were supposed to help with the cannon."
"Yes, orders from Commander Solomon."
Batis explains to the crew the orders from Commander Solomon.
When the crew hears that, they cram into Batis in surprise.
"Are you sure you're coming out? You're not lying, are you?
"Yeah, seriously, too. It's finally my turn."
"Seriously... such an important role, why leave it to the newbie?
"I'm the only one here, so you don't have a choice. Anyway, this is an order from Commander Solomon, so you will follow the instructions! Please switch to the physical operator for me (Sense Board) and change the balance and settings of the fuselage. We'll go as soon as it's over, so hurry up."
"Oh, already! All right, man! You guys figured it out! Get back to work when you figure it out!
'Yes!'
With a mechanic-headed voice, the crew returns to repair the fuselage again.
Battis, you're not floating around.
"I'm not floating. I'm sure you'll be pleased with your first outing."
"I hope so. Even the captain can get hit by some of them. If you don't mind, you'll be killed in an instant."
"Yeah, I'll be at the captain's by the end of the repair. Let me know when you're done."
"Aye. Make sure you're prepared."
The mechanic gets his shoulder pounded on his head, and Battis leaves the hangar behind. We're headed to the infirmary where the captain is.
"Captain, are you okay to wake up now?
When I visited the infirmary, Captain Wong was sitting on his bed.
Its right hand is fitted with gips and its head is wrapped with bandages. There remained on his face, from forehead to cheek, after a slight dripping of blood.
"Oh, the damage to the body itself wasn't so bad. But I can't fight anymore with my broken arm. What was Battis' call?
"I'm leaving now."
"............... right. It may not be something I can say in this condition, but be careful. The enemy is certainly brittle, but one shot of the cannon is just powerful enough to wreck the fuselage. When three planes are attacked in a corrugated fashion, it is difficult to do so. Deal with it before they shoot you."
"Okay. I'll be careful."
Batis then moves his mind and gaze on the battlefield from Captain Wong. Explained as far as I can think of things that can only be experienced at a practical level, such as how to maintain armed.
And after a while, a mechanic's head came to the hospital room.
Battis, we're done with the fuselage.
"Okay. Okay, Captain, I'm coming."
"Oh, come on, be active"
"I'm a messenger."
Batis leaves the hospital room with the mechanic's head and returns to the hangar early.
He rode straight into the fuselage and grabbed the control lever.
Since I became a regular trooper, it's an alumnale I could only touch when making settings for myself, but the moment I grip the lever, the feeling of being tapped into my body at the academy returns.
Moving the levers and pedals gently to ascertain the sensation returned a slightly heavier feel than usual. So I recall that the cockpit had also been partially destroyed.
The captain was injured because he received a cannon in the right flank of the fuselage, and the impact damaged part of the cockpit and hit him directly in the right arm.
As a result, the cockpit had also been replaced with new items.
"I don't have a problem with this. The senses are back. I haven't forgotten my maneuvering skills."
"Battis, are you ready!
"Yes! I'll activate the generator!
I replied to a voice from the outside and activated the fuselage.
To the vibrations that are transmitted, the heart rattles.
Batis grips his chest in a grip to calm him down.
"It beats fast. But that's fine. Higher, but calm down. Quiet, but hot."
"Go at Battis' time"
"Roger that. Twenty-eighth Armunale Lieutenant Battis, out!
Step in the pedal and advance the fuselage.
Stay out of the hangar and head to the front gate. Outside it was already a battlefield and the sound of the cannon was still hissing.
Batis calls out to the soldier managing the gate and asks him to open it.
The soldier, who had been notified in advance by the command, immediately began to prepare to open the door.
In the meantime, Battis pulls the sword out of his hips and rests on both hands. And I waited in a position where I could shoot the magic at any time.
Slowly the gate opened, and I could see the sight outside from that gap.
Moments, with the sound of an explosion, flames blow in from the gap.
The cannon on the outer wall destroyed the enemy aircraft we tried to install.
In that flame, Battis steps in the pedal.
He let the fuselage fly out of the gap in the gate, destroying the remaining two aircraft that were approaching nearby in one breath.
"I can go."
Batis gained certainty when he destroyed the enemy aircraft.
"You're new!
"Sometimes the rear is loud!
"You can do what you're trained to do."
"I know what I'm talking about!
An Abnomule pilot will launch an attack against the newly emerged Armunale in a noise.
Batis cut off the legs of an approaching fuselage at once when he quickly activated the magic.
It's a wide-wind cutter that can inflict widespread attacks. Widespread minutes were less powerful and useless long objects against Armunale, but if you are an Abnomule opponent, you will do enough to destroy your joints.
While thanking the writer for registering this magic on the physics operator (Sense Board) in just a few moments, Battis ignored the collapsing fuselage and pushed it underneath Eldo into the enemy plane.
It was only a while before I realized the change that I had entered the front and stormed around.
"That's a noisy front line. Are you on the offense?
Hi. Looks like there's a plane coming at us from in front of the gate. Do you want to join me dynamically?
Then there's a chance he's bringing some sort of order from the base.
Then do we rendezvous once? It helps not to have to go back inside the base.
Change the purpose from being appropriately rampaged around to rendezvous, and I move towards the noisy spot of the enemy as well.
And I found the fuselage.
A fuselage surrounded by abnomules, yet slaughtering enemy planes one after another with magic and sword moves.
I remember the move.
And you noticed this one over there, too, and your leg stops for a second.
"Can we finally rendezvous"
It's been a long time since I've heard that voice, but it's familiar to my ears.
"Could it be Battis?
"Oops, I heard Eldo was rambling. Commander Solomon asked me if the princess was okay."
"Did you?"
Batis immediately begins to move his stopped legs, unleashing magic to break the enemy's collaboration, and steadily slaughtering the isolated fuselage.
By the way, I was punching my surroundings together in artifice gorge.
Few planes try to set me up, either, because of the rush around. I don't feel like there are a lot of airframes headed for the Battis aircraft for that matter, but it's not a problem, and it's okay.
"The princess is already down with escort from another block. You should be in the town behind Jakarta by now."
"Really? Then there's no problem. Then I'll go back to the rear to tell you."
"Well, wait."
I've come all the way here and it's rampant. Let's have some more fun. Hey, Mr. Battis.
"What the fuck?"
"I'm gonna go slap the head off holding back behind these guys from now on. You can drop a hundred or so of these Haribotes. I'll leave you to it."
"What are you talking about!? What are you talking about? Even if it's not technically a problem, the fuel's holding up!
"I don't have a choice. Then you can have fifty planes. In the meantime, I'm gonna crush one."
So without waiting for a response from Battis, I flip and storm back on the front again.
I can hear Battis panicking in the rear, but this is a great opportunity. I'm not going to miss it.
The enemy planes suddenly started raiding, and while I'm surprised at me, they come forward to block the path, but I can't stop them with that kind of movement.
Beat the artifice gorge against the enemy and stick it further straight to the ground.
As the fuselage lifted, it moved its center of gravity forward and kicked its knee toward the one that was behind the enemy aircraft.
You can hear the pilot screaming, along with the sound of meshari and chest armor crushing.
"Back off, that might help, huh?
My words stopped the enemy planes' legs. I knew my buddy's screaming had something to come spiritually.
Run backwards at once in the gap where the enemy aircraft stopped.
So I found the fuselage.
Its fuselage colour, painted all over black and with red lines, belongs to Du Reveple.
I didn't know the mercenary was the commander of the unit. Is the empire understaffed?
With that in mind, I wave my sword down toward that fuselage that I lay idly on.
The sword was firmly taken by the enemy aircraft.
And I hear voices.
"Sounds like you've been rambling me a lot! You and I are going to have a good game!
"Are you the commander here?"
"That's right. It took me over three years to get here. But it was worth the effort."
"If you got a wish, just die!
"What are you talking about! Now you're having fun! Hey, one arm!
"End it right. You shouldn't be doing this with the previous one! Combat maniac!"
Standing in front of me was the first person I fought in the Armunale.
It was a battle freak Forze.