When one of the waynes across the earth emitted a blue light, Taro finally found out that the time had come.
"The melee is on! Everybody use your shields!
Taro screamed and took a large rectangular shield out of the container box himself. He coupled the cable extending from the shield with the plug on the ground, frightened by several blue muscles that began to run through the hollow.
"You look like Razor Metal. I'm glad you used it in a luxurious way."
The shield made by cutting out the armoured plate of the disintegrated cruiser was very disturbed by the thick cable extending from the bottom, but by doing so, the ladder-based beam shield could be put through the shield. The armoured version being created for the company by Rising San Machina Development had a very high content of raiser metal, which is the determinant of shield runability, compared to the average ship. Because it is inexpensively refined by our company.
"" You have a longer range than I was asking. If you look closely, it looks different. ""
That's how Phantom emits, sending zoomed up Waind footage over BISHOP. The wind of faces, such as the long hand and foot cobwebs shown there, certainly looked different from what we saw in the NASA dossier room.
"Is it new or old, or is it specialized... damn, I have no idea. The only thing I know is that it looks completely gross."
When Taro frowned on the delivered footage, he drew the entire base's attention in a communication by adding that to the database's emergency.
"" St. Regan, 19, 22, 128 damaged, 88, 104 devastated. The enemy seems to be picking a clear target, doesn't it, Mr. Taylor? Whoa, we're adding 188. ""
"Oops, turn around the broken Sentry Gun feed! You can't even shoot with precision!
"" Taylor, hurry! Close range eliminates tank backup shelling. They'll be here in no time! ""
"Hey, okay!
Taro ran to the rooftop edge, just like the employees around him, when he got a shield and a heavy weapon, a mass of iron that would normally never be lifted.
"" Hey Mr. President!! Head down or AB!! ""
Taro is pulled down to the ground shortly after the siege of the enemy that is besieging the base is in sight. Immediately after that, a number of blue rays pass overhead.
"Come on. Sorry, that was helpful...... it was definitely Mr. Hogan. Mr. Phantom's toco?
When Taro thanked a large man who looked familiar to lay low on the ground, he set up the machine gun he had brought on the spot.
"The president remembered my name. Ah, it's an honor. We specialize in these kinds of jobs. Wouldn't you rather be in command?
"No, I can't command a land war. It would be a hundred times better if Alan did it directly. I specialize in it."
When Taro said so, he clasped his shoulders at the dagger and assembled the machine gun with shield so that only the tip part would go outside. The view outside was carried by a camera on the tip of the gun, so there was no need to embark on it.
"He's not going to live long. He's the president, dude. I'm willing to buy it."
Hogan shows a bitter laugh right next door. When he got the grenade from the container box at hand, he threw it in a light condition.
"Oh, that sounds like a cyborg. I don't know how much I'm flying."
As the grenades thrown flew as far away as if they had been unleashed in a stone thrower, they scattered pieces of metal with the rupture, tearing apart the hands and feet of several winds.
"Because I can do this, I can't be grand with that kind of pay. You can't work with your head like a captain, and you don't have as much power as that guy."
Continuing the conversation, Hogan releases a grenade from next to next. Improvised grenades with only explosives and trusts had also been turned into improvised mortars if in his hands.
"Huh? No, no, you said Mr. Hogan's body had an 80% mechanization rate or something. Is Mr. Phantom's the latest type or something?
With his mouth open, Taro also begins shooting with a machine gun. Large-calibre heavy machine guns were inferior to sentry guns because of their continuous firing power, but the power of scattered bullets did enough to break through the armor of the wind. One shot at a time makes Wynd's armor shake, and if he's lucky, he breaks those hands and legs.
"No, that's not it. That guy's a little different than us, he's not motorized. my whole body.................. oops, that sucks!
Shortly afterwards, Taro is slapped on the face to the floor. The suit softens the shock, but makes the eyes black and white for rapid movements.
"Suddenly what..."
The next moment Taro tries to complain, that vision stains bright white. Somehow the shock penetrated his entire body, and Taro leaked a small scream in his suit.
"Damn, they got pretty good cannons."
Hogan to malign and start throwing grenades again. When Taro looked around wondering what had happened, he noticed that the armoured plates around him were heavily distorted.
"Bullet...... did? Hands, feet, head. Yes. The injury..."
Something stunned, tauruous wandering over my whole body. When Hogan poked such a taro in the head, he made me laugh, "If you don't hit me directly, I can stand the suit," he said.
"That said, it depends on the distance. There's a big one over there, isn't there? That's the one that's shooting at me... I can't get mine. Captain! Please crush him!
Hogan screams as he looks at the enemy. Then, at the next moment, its head, with a giant slightly bigger than the surrounding wind, blew up as if it had been beaten with a giant hammer. When Taro circled his neck and looked at the watchtower, he could see a figure laying a huge rifle there. Probably Phantom, it beamed enemies from time to time in a slow motion.
"... that's about 2,000 Imperial Marines."
"No, no, even the Empire's land war was brilliant, huh? The captain said he'd never forgive you again."
Taro checked to see if there were any anomalies when he caught the machine gun again and resumed shooting at his impending enemy. From time to time Alan sends us instructions on the subjects and directions to prioritize, so we run that in parallel with the Sentry Gun shooting.
"What's protruding is crushed!
"" Tired, the south side is going to be completely besieged. Will Sentry Gun's shooting make you the main one? ""
"Aye. We're running out of ammo, so we'll stop the North?
"" Okay. Then move northwest with Hogan. Weirdly little information because of the wounded ""
"Roger! This is how you always stand the opposite!
"Ha, sometimes this would be good. Look, hurry up, hurry up!
"Yes, yes, my men hate me when people are rough. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!?
When Taro pulled the machine gun back in front of him, he was pulled down again where he also tried to get up at the dump. He slowly gestured apologies to Hogan, who shook his head left and right, this time trying to crawl and distance himself from the edge. It was a seemingly disguised crawl forward, but no one expected anyone to laugh.
"Mr. President, I knew you weren't right for a land war. Just stay out of my ass and follow me."
Hogan with a slightly frightened appearance. Taro laughs bitterly, "I think so," and follows behind him in the lead. A beam had already flown overhead from all directions if you noticed, and the rooftop of the base was a gentle fuss. Shooters. Someone who carries something. The one who rescues the injured. The Rising Sun Interim Army Corps, which focuses on Phantom's men and Bella's security department, was fighting precisely with total mobilization.
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I find an armed suit lying still on the floor securely along the way, passing silently beside it. The helmet was heavily distorted and I didn't even have to think about what happened to the people inside.
"Why am I..."
'I guess this is what you're doing,' he tries to keep going, holding his mouth. I shouldn't have said any more, and I didn't think it was something I should think about right now.
"Those guys are good, Mr. President. It doesn't make any sense, but some people just starve to death. If he died fighting for his people, wouldn't he be better off?
Hogan's words without stray. When Taro glanced at him, he glanced over his shoulder as he ran.
"Maybe. I know you probably are, but as a tenant who actually let him die, it doesn't seem complicated."
"Well, I don't know... I've stood on top of people before. I don't know, Mr. President, but I have to pay for the damage to my life, right? Make small sacrifices to help many. You're gonna have to break it off, aren't you?
"............... Well, that's right. I used to say the same thing to doggy bastards."
"Dog bastard?
"No, it's nothing. Forget it."
When Taro arrived at his destination, the triple failure lowered his offense and posture to the brink.
"Cover me. Tell me what's going on! Something seems to be missing over here!
Line up next to the man who already had a gun on the edge, and Taro also deploys a machine gun. Start firing immediately, but question the lack of a response and circle your neck.
".................. whoa!?
Unexpectedly screams and pulls his face at the sight he sees up close. Head pierced by something sharp about each suit and deformed without remnants. Bright red blood was endlessly overflowing through the holes in the helmet.
"President!! Absolutely!!
Taro is lifted and thrown back. Slip as you raise the spark to a dozen meters away and rest where you are about to fall off the edge.
"Whoa, oh, fall. Die. But be nice a little bit more............ Huh?
Facing Hogan, a creature of an insect-stirred machine about three metres tall, such as a four-legged kamakiri, which had raised needle-shaped hands made of iron and rocked its hands loosely in strangely smooth motions that did not seem like machines.
"............ hey, no. No, no, no. You're still far from the enemy. Which one the hell..."
Taro circles his neck and peeks down from the edges.
And I was stunned, and I opened my mouth pompously.
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ground just beside the rudder base. There was such a big hole there that it was unnatural.
And out of that hole, countless winds were popping up one after the other.