"" This is CAT1, and I'm going to go further. ""
On the bridge of Pram, the voice of Gong, a Cat tribe, echoes. Taro stared at the four light points moving away from the plum located at the center of the radar screen, irritating the marking of the building labeled 'Unidentified' ahead of them.
"This is Plum, roger. But please be careful. We haven't got a clear distance yet."
Marl, with his incense just like Taro, said in a tone of nervousness. The structure captured by Etta's radar was completely unclear about its exact distance and shape, although we knew it was definitely there. Naturally I have no idea what that is.
- "Wide area scan… Complete object: standard rock planet" -
- "Detail scan… Complete object: small asteroid" -
Scanning results by radar of pram, flowing to BISHOP in Taro. When Taro sighed at it, he blurred, "Is it the same as just now?"
"With stealth in celestial disguise. What's the point of doing that in such a small part of the street?"
Given the current location, which is also different from the route used by the EAP, I don't think someone will notice even if they were burning brilliance and beacons. To such a tall grunt, Xiao Mei looked back at Taro with only her neck.
"In fact, this is how we are encountering it now, and it's quite confusing, Mr. Taylor."
Clear voice as usual. "Sure," Taro grinned bitterly, fine-tuning the orientation of the beam turret, the auxiliary cannon, to match the coordinate data newly sent by the Cats' riding sentry. Even if the exact distance is not known, if the subject is stationary, if it strikes through the center, it is hit.
"" This is CAT3, I can see the target clearly... it's smaller than I thought. That's about half the cuttlefish. ""
Video data is sent to Plum along with Char's light-hearted voice. When Taro received it, he replaced the noisy footage with one that was clear with a parallel process he was good at.
"... you're round"
"... That's round."
The voices of Taro and Marl overlap. What was shown was a spherical building painted all over black. Taro checked some small box-shaped structures floating around it and said that they were probably devices for stealth. That was an arrangement where you could fully expect the interlocking radiation effects of the drive particles.
"This is Plum. Still no response to the call, Mr. Tyki?
"" This is CAT2. If that's the case, even one of the screams is coming up. Help me, I'm a mom. ""
"Rikai. Be aware that no response at this distance is likely to be hostile."
"" Whoa, whoa, whoa. We're bombers, aren't we? At this distance............... hey, watch out! There's movement!
Tyke's sharp voice. Communication quickly becomes noisy, and the Cats' voices covering each other hiccup. Taro stared at the footage of the sentry shaking heavily due to its evasive manoeuvre as he handed the monitor closer to his face.
"Alan, prepare to fire the secondary guns. Fire at will if you think it sucks. OK. Marr, issue maximum alert to each ship, in a scatter. Plum is jamming and shield control, please."
Taro giving instructions. A voice of understanding returns from each of them, and they begin to do their part.
"Sounds like a gate for the dock, but you're so small for that... is that Wynd after all?
Part of the spherical structure shown in the video opens like a double-open door, and the light from inside leaks out.
"" The ship's out. No! I wonder if we have clearance to fire yet! ""
Yuki's hurried voice. Taro reached out to the function to send out the permission to attack, and raised the stage one by one. Permission to strike back in self-defense.
"The windows are on...... not the wind. All hands, don't ever preempt attacks. Wait for your opponent to move!
Towards the fleet, which already has artillery against large buildings, we call. When Taro opened his eyes to miss any movement, he stared at the small ship that Plum's camera captured. Much smaller in size than the frigate, it looked like a common contact ship to Taro's knowledge.
"Oh? Could this be a sassboat?"
Marl shrugged dressed as he did his hand to his jaw and contemplated. As Taro pointed his gaze at the camera, he said, "Famous?," he asked.
"If you take engineering courses, you'll always learn, so famous when it comes to fame, maybe. For the first time, SUS4 is known for its groundbreaking design, which unifies all parts in a modular type. A ship that has become the prototype of our current spaceship… but..."
Marl tilted his neck and frowned in surprise.
"You've never seen a real thing move. It's an antique made over a thousand years ago. I wonder if the museum looks better than the universe."
Due to its convenience, most large ships have a completely independent area. Air circulation system to food, plus medical facilities. Even easier arming was covered on the spot, which was an important point given the times. Safe areas around small boats and bridges for escape, for example, correspond to this.
But there is also a place where independence was preserved for the opposite reason. The last one is a module at the entrance of a ship called a gate cargo, and everything is disconnected to protect the system inside the ship. For example, it is good to know that salvage products contain radioactive substances and poisons, and may also contain flammable substances and explosives.
"" You can come in, Taylor. Target is round hips. ""
voice from Alan across the thick bulkhead. Taro took a sigh of relief and opened the lock on the bulkhead with manual operation.
"You don't seem to have any malice, do you? You just don't have to be so vigilant, do you?
Taro tried to rub it around his throat because he couldn't breathe, but immediately realized it was impossible to stop him. Taro thought half of the time that the flaw of the arm suit was that he could not scratch the itchy spot.
"Say stupid. There's no Phantom now. I don't want you to see me if I'm supposed to."
Alan appeared from the open bulkhead and said in a fed up manner. Taro tried to slap Alan on the shoulder by answering "Well, well," but Alan avoided it with a quick move.
"Dude, I guess the power boost is off. If you get hit by an armed suit alive, you're gonna die normally, okay?
".................. 'Cause it's okay. It's cut properly. Let's go faster than that. You're waiting for him, aren't you?
"I'd like to ask you the silence of the first half, but, well, you're right. You can walk, listen to me."
When Alan said so, he began to talk about his character about visitors as he walked toward the gate cargo.
"The subject's name is Santor. They don't have a family name. You're nearly 70 grandpa, as I sent you on video. It's a healthy body, but surprisingly, it has infectious pathogens. You'll need to sterilize the cargo later."
"A pathogen, seriously? Biohazards and shit on the ship, huh?
"I guess all the target audiences will need sterilization. Looks like we're not gonna get sick over there, but we're probably gonna get infected. Xiao Mei says there is hardly a fatality rate, but when she suffers, she has a fever. You said you'd cough naturally... that's a creepy phenomenon."
"... have you ever had a cold in your future?"
"Cold? Of course there is if you mean an epidemic cold, but your personal system will heal you on its own. Is that what happens when you leave me alone?
"I don't think the way the human body reacts to pathogens has changed in the past and now...... what about the kids in the example?
When Taro did so without concealing his discomfort, Alan tapped Taro's back gently from the top of the suit.
"Miss Eileen is taking care of you. I'm fine. Perhaps we don't even know what we're under... that's better."
Once again through the bulkhead, the two arrived at the gate cargo through a one-way passage. You can see the old spaceship Marl said sassboat inside the cargo you can see through the hallway window, and it certainly looked very old and tired.
"A spaceship full of joints is pretty naughty, too. I just don't want to ride it myself...... the population of the example station is 4226. They say the installed jamming device for stealth was provided by the outside world. There are six stationary cannons armed. I'm pretty sure they're all for defense against Wynd, but don't feel a little disproportionate."
As Alan looked back, he pointed to the window he had been peeking at until earlier. Taro nodding back at it. Indeed, large stealth installations that mislead super old spacecraft and plum sensors feel disproportionate.
"Either way, you don't seem to be a threat to the fleet."
Taro concluded so by standing at the entrance to the cargo space waiting for him. He opened his mouth as he looked at Alan's face as he put the masked part of the suit, which looked opaque from the outside, into permeation mode.
"Let's meet up with a vendor. I might have a seizure, so stop it."
Taro slides the door and walks into the room. "You're forced to," Alan muttered in a small voice, staring behind the suit in such a tall way.