"Why is there an abnomulet here..."
It was Jean Laurent, a former Kingsguard knight, who zeroed those words.
He was on his way to the buffer zone now to lead troops from the γ block to reinforce the δ block, which is in battle.
There, what I stumbled upon was an abnomulet unit that had just been destroyed.
But Jean was concerned about how this unit was doing.
It's too useless.
Originally, there was not a single Armunale that was supposed to be under the command of the troops and, on the contrary, there was no decent arming of the abnomulet. Precisely a sword and a cannon.
With such an armed force, instead of a base, you can't even defeat a well-armed Abnomulet squad.
"Captain Jean, there's nothing in the enemy carriage. There's no sign of him dropping it off, so I thought it was probably something that was empty from the start."
"Empty? No fuel, no ammunition?
"Yeah, once there was a carriage with food in it, only two. The other four were not on anything."
It's an extra creepy unit.
Two Armunales approached me, based on Jean considering what that meant.
One plane is the Watts' fuselage of Squad XV, which managed to make it to the rendezvous from Wang Du. On the other plane is Moskov's fuselage of the XVIII Squad.
"We have finished collecting the fuselage. It's a waste of time later, but it just burns."
"We're done keeping track of the situation of the troops. No big damage, seven small pieces, but none of them interfere with the fight."
"Okay. Then let's burn it quickly."
If I can, I'd like to recover the Abnomulet's fuselage and use it as a material, but I'm on a mission now. It's a waste of time transporting them to the base.
For this reason, it was to be incinerated and disposed of in accordance with the newly distributed disposal manual of the aircraft.
Three Armunales activate magic simultaneously, burning debris collected in one place at once.
"The processing will be fine with this. The question is, why was this unit here?"
It doesn't make any sense, there can't be a unit like this here. I'm supposed to be here for some reason.
"What's going on with the interrogation?
"We don't have time, so I told you to get it done quickly, because this one's full of amateurs."
I haven't brought any interrogation torture experts or anything into this operation. That seems to take some time.
"If it seems to take too long, I'll cut it up and move on with my legs. The battle must have already begun."
The scheduled start of the operation should coincide with today's sunrise. The sun has already given me a complete peek into my face from the mountains and I'd better hurry as much as I can. I've never crossed it.
and one soldier came running over breathlessly at the feet of the three aircraft.
"Ha, my God! I see what they're after! They're setting up an air strike on the base! Prior to the battle in the buffer zone, he said he planned to fly Avila Bomb on each of the γ and ε lines to keep his power out of focus! The unit that was here is the collection unit for those pilots!
"Chip, is that what you're saying"
To the idea of an empire, Jean tongues that things are bad between them.
If the start of the operation had been a little slower, the defense of the base would have been fine, but the dispersion of force did succeed. Conversely, a little later, we would have been able to make this invasion a success, regardless at all.
But now that the troops are down, the defense of the base is slimmer. Even though anti-aircraft guns for anti-avila bombs are letting them develop, the part of them that still relies on the magic of Armunale is huge.
As it is, there will certainly be damage to the base.
But if we return some of our forces here to the base, we don't know what the impact will be on the ongoing invasion.
It was really not a good time.
"What will you do? Do you want to split the unit into base defenses?
To Watts' inquiry, Jean gives an answer after a little worrying.
"No, we only send orders to the base to encourage vigilance and evacuation. Let's keep going south and pinch our enemies as we do."
Copy that.
Following Watts' decision, they start southbound again.
And when there began to be signs of a battlefield, a single black armunale stood in front of them.
"Ambush?"
"No, the enemy is one plane. Let's beat it."
Watts and Moskov immediately pull out their swords and take a combat stance.
Only Jean was trembling in anger when he saw its fuselage as he took the stand to be able to move out at any time, too, the troops of Abnomulet holding back behind it.
You're the mercenary who attacked the King's capital.
"Become!? Then he will."
"Battle fanaticism of the Elshaldo mercenary regiment, Forze"
Surprising the two, Forze asks Jean in a nostalgic manner.
"Heh, does knowing about that mean you were in King's Capital then?
"Yeah, even though I remember it very well. He was killed by you, the Kingsguard knight of the Second Prince!
"Oh, that aircraft you've been poking into. Did you get a little stronger?
"You!"
When the King's capital was raided, Jean left the prince to the wrath of his murder to attack Forze, and was in desperate retribution.
How much tears did you shed in that time in your wrecked fuselage? And I swore at the same time. Be sure to discuss that plane yourself.
Pull out the sword and set up a shield.
Jean's style of combat is simple. It's like riding an Academy book, fighting with a sword and a shield.
But it is also an extreme way to fight it.
Faithful to the foundations everywhere, the manoeuvring technique thus built is authentic.
"At that time, I forgot me with anger, but not this time"
"It was four to one then, but three to one this time? Well, try your best. I'm counting on you!
Lower your posture and Forze's fuselage accelerates and penetrates at once.
Jean sets up a shield one step ahead of the group, during which the other two aircraft turn left and right.
And collision.
Stick out your sword as you take the cut off from the front with your shield.
That is deflected by the opponent's shield, but now he held both arms down.
"There!"
"Fuck you!"
Two planes spinning around unleash Lance-based magic at the same time.
Just before the two spears flying in a straight line touched Forze's fuselage, the ground rose and the dirt walls soared.
The spear hit the wall and misted.
"I'm sorry!
When Forze sounded pleasantly loud and let go of the sword that was prevented by his shield, he flew large and vertical.
Then kick up the dirt wall you created yourself, and raise it even further.
"Sora!"
A series of Icelandic hits from above. Jean takes a distance with a spear as she even flies aggressively.
"As always, make some strange moves"
"You're too monotonous. If all you can do is move within that assumption, just die!
White smoke rises from the landed Forze machine.
"Limitia Perfesie activated"
Explosive acceleration from a state with limbs attached to the ground. That is something that clearly exceeds the Armunale's limit speed.
But to Jean this is also a sight I have seen before.
I don't take the same hand twice when it's easy.
Set up a shield and take the first blow.
Getting out one step further drives the opponent crazy and deprives him of room for his next attack.
And the magic since I took the time with the shield bash.
The Forze machine, which was out of balance, cannot perform its magic. He managed to guard himself with a shield, but fell backwards to a large extent due to its impact.
The series of streams is a motion I imagined many times, remembering Forze's movements.
That is perfectly decided, which creates a definite certainty in Jean.
"I can still fight!
"I'm not going to miss the gap!
"Now!"
In addition, two aircraft that were turning left and right approached the fallen Forze aircraft and waved up their swords.
But Forze waited for it.
"You're here!
For a moment Fortze's fuselage is as shaky as it is. And in the next moment, the fuselage has been rebuilt to a crouched state, with further extended feet catching Watts' fuselage legs.
"What!?
"Eat!"
Another aircraft approaching, waved down his sword.
An unmanned fuselage slowly falls to the ground.
"One plane first!
It was Moskov's fuselage.
Shooting through the cockpit was Forze's arm. Those nails have pieces of clothing caught on them and blood dripping on them.
"And the second plane!
"I won't let you do this any more!
The approaching Jean is slashed at the point where the murder claw (ginger) is aimed at Watts' fuselage.
Forze waved his own arm and threw it lookingly at the fuselage that was skewered.
"Moskov!"
Jean takes the fuselage lightly, but that was a bad idea.
Forze pokes his arm out looking for the wind hole in the destroyed fuselage. Naturally, what lies ahead is the cockpit of Jean's fuselage.
"Captain Jean."
"Sorry, Moskov."
To Watts' cry, Jean, who notices Forze's aim, takes the attack by shielding Moskov's fuselage.
In addition, he protruded his sword across the fuselage.
A sword flies out through the flank of Moskov's fuselage to the cockpit of the Forze aircraft.
The cutting edge was just a few moments away when the Forze plane flew sideways and was dodged.
"Haha, it's brutal to pierce a dead fellow's fuselage!
"Are you going to say it!
"I'm an enemy!
Let the fuselage jump up like a spring, and the Forze jet flies for the jean.
Jean took the attack with a shield while leaving Moskov's fuselage.
"I wonder how long we can stand it while sheltering our dead people!
Forze hangs the rush, but Jean even takes that attack with one shield.
"Captain Jean!
Watts raised his voice, regained his posture and was slashed, but Forze didn't panic, bouncing off Watts' fuselage with one kick.
"I knew that was weak. Or you seem to have grown a little!
"It's always a mistake if you think you can say it by sight from above!
Jean had identified the rhythm while preventing an attack with a shield.
And right after launching the next attack, he sticks his shield out loud.
"Kuh."
Forze's fuselage fluttered hard against his chest by a shield protruding at the time he stepped in. In that gap, lay Moskov's fuselage to the ground and pull out his sword.
"Captain Watts, are you okay?
"Yeah, somehow. I'll pinch it."
"No, Captain Watts takes his troops south. We can't delay the arrival of our troops any longer."
Fighting should still be taking place in the δ block. If we delay reinforcements any further, we will not succeed in the pinching that was originally planned.
In reinforcements from one side at a time and from both sides at the same time, the pressure exerted on the other side is out of step. It was decided that if that could lead to a national victory, it could not fail the operation.
"But I'm gonna do this guy alone"
"I know. It's difficult, but I don't think it's impossible. I wasn't a Kingsguard to Dada either."
"... OK, good luck. All Abnomule units continue to me."
Watts leads the Abnomulet unit south on guard of Forze's movements. In the meantime, Jean pays close attention to Forze's movements, but there is no indication that the opponent will move.
"You're going to make it simple."
"That's weak, and it's not worth crushing the mass production type. You're the only one I want."
"Do you fight for your own desires, not for the triumph of the Empire, not for the benefit of your own regiment?"
"Because that's me. Come on, let's get started. Don't betray your expectations, okay?
Again, Jean set up a shield against the Forze, which scattered white smoke and stormed, and took it from the front.
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When Forze was fighting the Jeans, further south from the main battlefield, another battle was about to begin.
or the kingdom's interdiction unit. Like the Jeans, those who destroyed the troops they encountered and ran the preaching to the base.
Its commander is Captain Eleventh Armunale of Elexia Kurzlord, who was acting with Erdo at one time.
By its side is the armunare of one aircraft. It's Battis' fuselage with a big sword on both shoulders.
Armunale is just those two planes. Instead, the number of Abnomule units is increased by one hundred and forty and some units more than those in the north. In Camentoria, which was occupied by the Empire until six months ago, this was the limit we could put out.
And standing in front of them is a single black armunale.
However, the overall atmosphere of the kingdom's fuselage remains in its fuselage.
The equipment consists of a swing of a song knife lowered to the left hip. It's just that.
No shield, no flying weapon like a harmonica pistre.
"Which mercenary. I've never seen it before."
"You don't have me either. But standing on one plane means you're confident, right?
"That's what you're saying. Don't be distracted, we'll both hang up."
Copy that.
When the two planes set up, the mercenary's fuselage pulled out its sword.
The sharply shining body mirrors the two aircraft in the morning sun.
"Let's go!
"Ouch!
Run in as both planes detour left and right to pinch the enemy aircraft.
After seeing Chirali and Elexia, the enemy plane rushed towards the Batis aircraft.
"Whoa, did you come over here? In a way, you're right."
Batis waves a giant sword. The sword was flatly dodged by the enemy aircraft and stabbed to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, there is an explosion that I don't think just pierced the ground, causing soil smoke.
And a sword that should have slashed the ground is quickly slashed back as if it were to be handled with a knife as well.
The enemy aircraft looked just a little surprised and threw the fuselage to the side.
The sword avoided at the critical place arcs loudly and slaps the ground behind the Batis aircraft.
"Well done. But there's another one!
Wave the sword up your left arm. At the same time, an explosion occurs on the back of the Great Sword and the blade accelerated by its impact is shaken down.
The enemy aircraft is not in position. Whether you take it with a sword or not, with that slender song knife, you'll be slapped off with each of its fillings.
Batis felt a definite touch in his heart.
But the sword suddenly deflects its orbit and slaps directly next to the enemy aircraft.
"Become"
In return, the enemy's song knife was protruded and he came after Batis' cockpit.
As he slowly falls back and dodges, the enemy plane turns back to the Elexia running in as he rises.
"Ha!"
The arming of the Elexia is a normal sword and shield.
The enemy takes the sword with a crooked knife, reaches out his empty left hand and grabs the opponent's shield.
"What!?
The enemy pulls the grabbed shield and now thrusts it into momentum.
Elexia retreats out of balance, but manages to prevent a fall. But that gap is deadly.
But the enemy planes are not attacking. Putting his left arm against an Elexia aircraft will shoot him through the head with an air barret and destroy the camera.
Then he waved his sword without looking back, waving his sword through the legs of the Batis machine.
Batis' fuselage, which destroyed his joints, fell to the ground as he unbalanced.
"Guh."
"Battis!"
When Elexia hurries to release the water lance and keeps the enemy aircraft away from the Batis aircraft, she regains her posture and launches an attack on the enemy aircraft to shelter the Batis aircraft.
The enemy aircraft recieved the sword with a curved knife, turning to the side of the Elexia aircraft in light steps, as if even dancing, grabbed the back of the enemy aircraft with his extended left arm, hung his legs and pulled him down on the spot.
Flowy movements are not wasted as if the fuselage were tracing people's movements as they were.
Battis looked familiar with the move.
In the midst of a man all around him, he flushed his sword so that he could not lose his strength, aiming at his feet with a gap, a movement that predicted firmly the counter of the enemy, even in a seemingly decisive setting.
It belongs to Leila without a shadow.
"Leila! You, you're Leila!
"Leila? You're the princess of betrayal!
"Oh, you noticed."
The voice I returned was that of Leila.
"Why are you here! You..."
"Mercenaries. You were hired by the Empire."
"... are you seriously a mercenary? Besides, be the enemy of the kingdom."
"You're hearing it from Eldo anyway, aren't you? Or the unbelievable type if you don't see it? But then you believed me, didn't you?
To Layla's words, Battis accidentally slams the cockpit wall.
And now I'm being hit in front of you. Even though it hung two to one, I can't break my knee and stand up without being struck by Layla.
This circumstance is precisely the most evidence of Leila's betrayal of the kingdom.
"Why, why is this happening"
"I'm tired of hearing that line in Eldo. We don't have time, and let's just get this over with."
Leila's truncated fuselage moves through her teeth and tears.
The moment I waved my sword up and tried to shake my cutting edge down on Elexia's fuselage, which I was suppressing to the ground, I suddenly let my fuselage rise and wave my sword without looking back.
The blade splendidly amputated Clarence, who flew from the rear of the Layla aircraft.
"What are you going to do?
"No, no, we're trying to help you, too. Two guys on their own is tough, isn't it?
What was ahead for the Layla aircraft to see was two black almunares. Both bear the mark of a sword pierced in their pockets. That is an indisputable mark of Du Reveple.
"You were obviously after me, weren't you?
"No, no, no, because the falling fuselage that was ahead was moving weirdly. I shot him in a hurry."
"Hmm. So, I ask you again, what can I do for you?
"I'll tell you again. I'm here to help."
"As you can see, you don't have to. Just go home."
As it stands, one aircraft could not stand barely with its legs damaged, and the other could have been defeated in an earlier attack if it had not even gotten in the way.
Due to the idiot putting in the lay, he was poked through that gap and returned to Battis, but that's why I had nothing to say about it.
From Leila's point of view, Elexia is not the other person either.
But the mercenaries don't show how to pull.
"That's not why. He's been pushed a lot by the kingdom over there, and honestly, he's not going to make any money. Dear princess of betrayal. Look, if you're a mercenary, you know what I mean. Mercenaries only fight where they can make money."
"That's a good reason for you guys to hide your weakness, isn't it? He won't be with me."
"Hmm."
"Oh, shit."
To Leila's provocation, two Armunales pull out their swords.
With that in mind, Leila ran out.
"Ho, are you really going to hang out with us!
"You forgot the Du Reveple code!?
Watching Layla call in a straight line, the mercenaries raised their voices as they panicked.
Originally, he fled here because he could not survive on the main battlefield. On top of that, he waited until Leila defeated the enemy to his advantage.
There's no way those people are seriously going to be Leila's opponents coming to kill me.
That's why I'm starting to make excuses.
"Unexpected accidental deaths come with you on the battlefield, right? For example, a generator explosion."
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"I, like you guys, hate you so much that you throw up!
"Damn!
He moves like a mercenary gave up, aiming for a Layla machine and waving his sword. Leila, who jumped into her nose, took that arm with her left hand and poked a song knife at her with a view to the cockpit.
A mercenary next door releases a fire in fear to a fuselage that will be destroyed.
Layla lowered just a little and activated the air shield.
The combined use of the Magic Shield and the Air Shield completely cancels out the fire.
"Damn it, damn it!
"Chip, you're gonna be a pain in the ass."
Dual magic shields make the fire itself completely undone, but keep it away from the fuselage that is releasing the fire itself. Moreover, by shredding the shield, the concentrated magic liquid (hi-maggia liquid) is consumed steadily.
He's just the most troublesome person not only to get hit, but to the point of annoyance.
But that time doesn't last that long either.
Gradually, the power of magic is weakened, and eventually the magic is completely inactivated whether the concentrated magic fluid (Hymagia Liquid) has been depleted.
All that's left is the usual start-up minutes.
"Finally."
Layla approached the enemy aircraft looking troublesome, relentlessly poking her cockpit.
And I found a moving shadow at my feet. It's a mercenary who escaped the cockpit with a haircut.
The man flees the Leilas at first sight.
Leila, who watched it with cold eyes, throws the abandoned fuselage down to the ground.
If you check the remaining amount of concentrated magic liquid (Hymagia Liquid), the rest is less than 30%.
If we only defeated Batis and Elexia here, it would be a fine amount, but it was also an amount that we wanted to keep as a spare, given that we would then go to the main battlefield.
"You have no choice. Battis, I'm sorry, but that's enough for today. But I'm going to make it happen."
"What are you doing!
"Here's what I'm gonna do."
Leila approached the fuselage of those who still had a lot of magic and shook down the song knife with the aim of its generator.
Overflowing magic shines and zeroes out into the sky. That's a precursor to the explosion.
The Leila machine pulls it out quickly when it sticks its sword out and rushes to the main battlefield at full speed.
Batis saw the sight and remembered when the Knight of the Eight General blew himself up.
"Captain Elexia, you suck. We need to evacuate the troops immediately!
"I know. But so are you."
"Damn, does Armunale have to be destroyed? Let me ride with you."
"Okay. Come on! The other troops are pulling out at full capacity! Don't worry about consumption or anything! Get as far away from here as you can!
In keeping with Elexia's instructions, the Abnomulet forces, who were watching the battle in far-flung winds, begin to withdraw simultaneously.
And Batis and Elexia will also do their utmost to begin the retreat.
In the meantime, the light spreads and eventually explodes with the sound of a dong.
The area burned at once with intense heat and wind, approaching the back of the fleeing fuselage. There, a second explosion.
It belongs to Battis' fuselage.
The explosion of the two spray generators was brighter than the morning sun so clearly visible even from the main battlefield that it stained the grassland sky.
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Avilabomb Launch Station in the Kingdom, near Wangdu.
A large number of avilla bombs were fired early in the morning. There, a single alien almunare came in.
At its feet are the figures of Orrail and Carine following the fuselage in the Magic Conductor.
"Where can I go?
"Keep it straight. There's something you're looking for behind a regular launch pad."
In response to Leon's query, who was steering, O'Rail answered with a slightly floating voice.
It should also deliver this aircraft completed today to Erdo.
But as Avila Bomb showed firing, the end of the battle would already be open and naturally Erdo would also be on the battlefield.
If it had been before the end of the war was opened, I could have taken it to the front line aboard the demon train we are talking about, but now it would be an act of pulling Eldo away from the front line.
So it was decided that the direct transport by Avila Bomb to the front line.
Normally, it's a ridiculous act, but Eldo's previous success once was also meant to drive the decision.
"But are you sure it's okay with me? This fuselage can only really perform basic operations."
"I know. Don't worry, I've got something for you to deliver."
O'Rail responded clearly to Leon's anxious voice.
And as we go inside the base, we see what Orrail was talking about.
Leon's first impression of seeing it was a raised coffin.
Reflecting the colour of the kingdom, or the coffin is painted white and covered in avilla bombs other than the front.
"This guy is a career bomb. Put the fuselage in this guy and fly. Unlike last time, we leave the pilot to another, so we don't need to change direction."
"No, that helps, but this is..."
No matter how many times I look at it, it just looks like a coffin. Besides, I don't feel very good when I wonder if I'm going in.
But O'Rail just wonders if it's what he found out, and he blames it on me.
"Look, why don't you give me a ride? Time won't wait."
"I know."
As they say, advance the legs of the fuselage and store them inside the firing case.
It was then locked so that both shoulders of the fuselage were sandwiched from the armpit, just like the hanger in the hangar.
Orrail headed to the control room, where Carine used her magic to climb near the cockpit. And I signal him to open it up for the camera, so when he opens the cockpit hatch, he slips his body in.
"What's wrong?
"It's a note for Eldo. Because I tell them the basics beforehand, and I tried to make them the way they were requested, but they still come out with a slightly different part or something. A brief message about it."
"Oh, I see"
By referring to a completely different cockpit, the internal explanation is communicated in a letter to Eldo at the time the cockpit was created. But there are still limits in the letter, and there are some parts there that messed with the adjustment after the fuselage was completed, so there's a difference in detail.
Leon receives a note from Karine while plugging it into the monitor's gap.
"And don't worry, this career bomb, but the development department has completed Eldo's proposal. As for this guy, he had a good time running the test, so I can guarantee his safety. He was also the one who helped me run the test."
Leon is a little relieved to hear that. Having a proven track record was very comforting.
"I'm relieved to hear that"
"Well, say hello to Eldo. It's our masterpiece, so deliver it properly."
"Yeah, I'll make sure he gets it."
"Karine, it's time to launch! Come here!
"Okay! Well, good to see you."
Karine leaves the cockpit and enters the control room.
Dropping it off, Leon goes in to get ready for launch.
The door of the containment section gradually slid and locked with Gachan when completely covering the front.
"Move to Generator Startup Mode. Monitor to fuselage check state. Airframe system all green. The fuselage is fine."
"Carrier Bomb, Fuel Fill Complete, System Running Successfully, Injection Angle Confirmation, Complete. There's no problem with the weather direction."
"Then it's boiling! Career Bomb, let's go."
The booster of the career bomb ignited at the same time as the orail signaled, gradually increasing its speed and flipping the tail of the smoke into the sky.