"Earthquake?"
Taro, who was in shallow sleep in her own bed, wakes up to a slightly felt wobble. The entire facility was always overflowing by the strong winds of the sandstorm, but the shake felt now was a completely different shake than it was.
Admiral, are you awake? Probably a customer. The expected time of arrival is one to four hours from now. That's as vague and bad as ever. I'm sending out a mechanical unit to intercept, okay? ""
Communication is sent from Alan through BISHOP in the ladder base. "Okay," Taro replied briefly, jumping out of the room without taking anything to take.
"Ah, Taylor!! Looks like they're here again!!
I run a little down the hall, and I run into Marr just as he came out of her room. Taro nodded one at her with bright red eyes due to lack of sleep, "Let's hurry," he took her hand and ran out. The destination is the White Soldier's Equipment Room. There was equipment there that was absolutely necessary in the battle now.
"Do you think it's going to be a fight like this? Or maybe I'll pull it off like I did before?
Marl, who is dressed in an armored suit with Taro, is uneasy. There were already about three degrees of enemy proximity this time, seven days after the Tarrandas returned to Ladderbase. But none of those enemies seemed to get any closer than a certain amount, and they were turning back somewhere.
"I don't know, but I have to deal with which one. You're with something. The enemy is strangely discreet and creepy."
Wear a thick heat-resistant suit and put a science armored suit on top of it. This is not as powerful as a work powersuit, but it has excellent features in terms of protecting itself. The armored part is covered with ivory metal, also used in the structure of the spacecraft, and the joint is protected by flexible reinforced carbon fibres (strength-fiber). At least it was robust enough to avoid a thousand broken hands and feet flying somewhere, even when there was a blast about as much as a car blew in front of it. It is also heat resistant and does not pass through electricity. The same was true in some radiation.
"Right. If it was true, it would have gone right into it... I guess it's a lot more evolutionary than the universe's."
Marl is forced to push that big breast into his suit. Taro continues, "Maybe not," as he looks sideways at it.
"In the first place, the rate of encounters between the wind and humans is different between the top and bottom. I mean, how many decades up there, hundreds of years, drifting up there, about as many of them reaching people's living quarters first, but this one's pretty much like every week, isn't it?
"That's true. I wonder if NASA was a good practitioner... Hmm, that would really get me thinking. I wonder what you think of humans."
Marl looks like he can't be outraged. Taro uttered a word of consent to her, wearing a helmet completely blocking the outside air and his own body. Eventually, I hear a small, airy flow from the backpack I carried on my back, and filtered air is sent inside my helmet.
"Nothing, I can't believe the emotions on those guys... whoa, you rocked. It's close!!
A great shake to visit with the ground ringing.
"I've never seen a second row of mines react... maybe a little."
Marr said blushing as he anxiously looked around at the ceiling. The cause of the shake is the warhead of the Battleship Plum installed around the Ladderbase. Warheads with sensor-sensitive suicide bombing capabilities added by the marl are placed at equal intervals around the base. Now that the radar is useless due to sandstorms, it has been very effective in measuring distance from the enemy. Torpedoes could not be lowered due to handling problems, but even warheads usually exert terrible power on the ground.
"I hope you get a little less numbers...... Yikes!
Taro pounded his chest hard as he exhaled one tempered voice. That was quite a mild blow due to the shock absorber in the arm suit, but I was able to change my mind.
"This is Taylor. Cargo is currently descending. Finally, seal off the elevator. Raise the ladder, please."
"" Got it, Mr. Taylor. Three hours after the scheduled arrival time of the container, the ladder will begin to rise. ""
Taro nodded one as he looked back and said "Say hello" to Xiaomei's voice heard from the comms machine. Marl, who was at the end of his gaze, nodded just like Taro, "I'll do it," he said, offering a fist that turned out to be a goth.
"Oh, let's do our best."
Taro began to run up the stairs for lifting and lowering during combat provided in the room as he met his own fist with a knack on the offered fist.
Sand and rocks. And iron.
That was the only view I could see from the ladder-based rooftop, which is also made as a simple fortress. The surrounding area depicts complex terrain eroded by sandstorms, which can be confirmed by the naked eye to some extent. But they could also only be confirmed for a few kilometres in front of a dense sandstorm.
"Alan, I'll make sure, but what was that shake earlier?
Running over to Alan, who seems to be looking far away at a towering lookout, Taro took two rifle guns out of the weapons container he had placed at his feet. One was thrown back to Marl, and one was decided to use it.
"Xiaomei's analysis says it was due to a second minefield warhead with a 94.5% establishment. First of all, they're definitely going to be... damn it, we're going to have a much better defense facility in a few days."
Shoulder clapping, Alan blurring. Taro continues, "Let's think the other way," as he takes the rifle in his hand on his shoulder.
"Instead, I got seven days, so let's thank you there."
"... right. Seems much better to think about that. But what will you do, Admiral? Wherever I thank you, where do I thank you?
"Um, yeah..."
As Taro circled his neck, he turned his attention to a mechanical engineering genius who had been working for the past week with almost insomniac rest. She played the most important role for the Ladder-based defense plan.
"In the meantime, you're thankful for the big tit goddess. If it weren't for Marl, you wouldn't have made this half."
"You're a lady... well, there is. Shut up, you're beautiful, and you're right."
The two laughed a little when they said it was a good thing that the conversation was an exclusive communication.
"What are you two hissing about? If you have something to say, it's clear............... Taylor!
Big shake I visited again. Furthermore, this time not only the shaking, but also the visual change came. A huge chunk of smoke that rises loudly, visible beyond a thick layer of sandstorms. Quite a close distance, even if the visual zoom function of the helmet is removed.
"Coming!! All First Class Combat Attitudes!! Containers in descent are dumped instantly!! Disconnect the ladder!!
Use wide area communications and scream with all your might. The weapons piled in the container would make you look shabby, but there was no choice, just in case it was possible. It's not necessarily that Wynd doesn't access the cable in any way.
"" Container dumped............ Done. The expected descent point is 1200 meters southwest of the base. You don't have to worry about it. Cable lift started ""
Pale voice as usual. When Taro lifted his neck, he could see the exact moment when the cable held by the intense magnetic force was now disconnected.
"Normally there's no disconnect. Pretty precious painting...... whoa!!?
Taro leaps toward the impending shadow. A cable in the wind deflects and passes right in front of Taro. When Taro managed to cling to the railing of the watchtower, he dropped off the shadow of the cable as it flowed into the wind but rose.
"The cable itself is light, but the tip retention mechanism is a chunk of iron... you almost died a dangerous and dumb way, Chisho."
Taro complains about bumps and Xiaomei, who is supposed to be in base center. Then a few soldiers run over there and salute them as if they were confused about something.
"We have contact with the armoured units. Contact with the enemy fifteen minutes ago. Since then, we have been fighting in guerrilla warfare to this day. There are four shedding. The number of enemies is unknown… Mr. President, it's okay to play, but I was wondering if it might be the other way around."
"I'm not playing anything else...... no thanks. By the way, how many enemies are unknown, after all?
"Yes, the amount that just fills the valley seems to be like a river. He said it seemed faster to derive the weight from the volume than to count the number"
"Yeah, how much? The geek festival that we have twice a year is also bright blue... oh no, what do you think? It's amazing over there, too. What about the gorge blockade?
"Unfortunately. The blockade caused by the explosion of the shoreline itself was a success, but seems to have been overcome in minutes of things. They seem to be able to climb their own people on the stage to a certain height."
"It's not what I expected, but I guess not... climb the outer wall of the base, too. Is this it?
"What do you think? Unless you try all that..."
"Right. Well, roger. You can go back to your desk... now, that's why."
Taro looks back to the two of you who were supposed to be listening. Alan emitted briefly, "Well," and Marr turned silently across the base, several large establishments where she had been stuck for seven days.
"... I'm telling you, we really don't have the coverage to make it work, do we?
The voice of Marl, who has no sense of self. Taro looked up to the institution, just like her, and let her meditate on one eye.
"That kind of coverage hasn't happened before. And Marl can't do it. Then, honestly, no one of us can do it."
These were words to comfort Marr, but they were also true. A number of defensive devices built in the rush field were all very, but not temporarily impracticable without her gifts.
"Hehe, that would make me feel a little easier to hear that. Thanks............... Well, it looks like it's time. Let's take a seat too."
Starting to look far-sighted, the earth rocking black.
The flow, made of iron, was slowly and surely approaching Taronda, without the light of the explosion and destruction caused by the landmines caused by the shelling of tanks.