Inertial system pulling occurred at the time of space reservation.
Around the time a whole day passed from departure. When the crew of the Second Bridge told him that, Taro knew that the time had come for him to come.
Because the drive particles are attracted to the inertia of the most massive material present in the vicinity, that is, there is something near the coordinates calculated as the intended arrival point of the overdrive.
"What do we do, Taylor? Do you want a wide-area scan?
Marl looking nervous. "No," Taro shook his head as he spent a few seconds thinking.
"If we do well, we might be able to ambush you. Let's not scan for misalignment... Etta, do you have any indication there might be any?
Asked as Taro thanked Etta for being lucky enough to be awake, Etta often tilted her neck and stared into the hollow.
"A lot of waves are flowing all over it. I don't know how many."
Etta replied blurry. "I see," Taro nodded to it, instructing the fleet to move the expected path of the other fleet from behind to a chase shape. I don't think there's a source of particles outside of the fleet in this lonely Zeid universe.
"Various Module Checks"
"System all green, Taylor"
"Fleet Information Link System. and feedback?
"No problem, Mr. Taylor. We're returning everything green."
When Taro was satisfied with the response from the two, he breathed heavily once and then slowly spit it out. When he tightly re-squeezed the belt securing the goggle monitor, he visually checked to see if there was anything dangerous around him. If there's anything wrong with gravity control, you can kill enough people with just water.
- "Hull Mode: Changing Wartime" -
The seat with the expensive shock absorption function (shock absorber) lifts only slightly higher and shakes loosely like a shaking cage for a while before eventually stationary. The seat belt that holds the body in place for multiple weights was tightly wound up and the arm with shock curable software to secure the cervical spine wrapped around the neck.
- "Armed Systems Standby."
- "Disarm all gun door safety devices." -
- "Subsystem: Linkage 2 Bridge" -
"To all fleets. The contents of the operation are as communicated in advance. We'll be thoroughly harassed."
When Taro briefly communicated that, he began overdrive to take the back of his opponent's fleet. The time-consuming coordinate calculation also ended instantly due to Taro's ability, and the surroundings began to be immediately wrapped in blue.
"It's an ordinary heart, an ordinary heart. Hi-hi-hoo, hi-hi-hoo."
Eventually, as he rushed through the blue toya with a strange sense of flotation, the ship arrived at its planned location with 49 bureaucratic ships.
"... Huh? Hey, Xiaomei!! Shield!!"
Taro screaming like he was bounced. Plus, "I'm already doing it," said Calm Plum. The simulator's footage, which simulates the outboard sights on the goggle monitor, surprisingly showed countless high-energy reactions flying this way.
"Hey, Taylor! Funny how you found out!
Shouting marl. Then vibrating hull. Fortunately, there seemed to be no beam through the shield, but Taro realized once again that his opponent was not just a bunch of loose ends.
"I'm afraid that's the first bullet hit, Mr. Taylor. They seem to have a great level of skill."
"Unfortunately, it's an enemy! Damn, I knew Mr. Phantom was right?
Before Phantom went to work, Taro had been told by him that the Mercenaries were likely to be using Boosted Man, starting with Sonnerman. Earlier attacks were clearly artillery by the Battleship class, and I didn't think a dull battleship responded to this space reservation before setting up an interception posture.
"" That's a battleship tech break. There's nothing wrong with that. ""
"Brother, it's a death flag."
The voice of the Suga brothers heard more than the comms. Taro laughed bitterly when he remembered the two strong faces of the skinhead, feeling the margin of proficiency in its calm voice color.
"All right, launch the artillery fire in parallel with all ship opponents! The purpose is stuck, so don't make mistakes but stick out!
When Taro shouted so, he flew a shooting order to the second bridge in parallel with the target's lock-on. Sooner or later, the auxiliary guns provided to the left and right of the plumb rotate and start targeting the locked-on enemy. The locked-on coordinates were communicated to each ship by the linkage system, and Marl assigned their respective responsibilities in such a manner as he deemed appropriate.
"The whole fleet is ready to fire... hey, aren't you going to shoot the main gun?
Marr said as he turned his gaze to Taro. "I have an idea," Taro said with a small grin on it.
"Synchronization begins, Mr. Taylor. Eight seconds left to predict landing... seven... six..."
To Xiaomei's voice, Taro regains consciousness inside the goggle monitor. Hundreds of beams emanating from fifty battleships head to the enemy, packing the distance between Gungu and him.
"Three... two... one... landed. Effect bullet 22. There is no damage to watch. Three suspected shield ships have been detected. Battleship class looks like ten ships............ oh?
Xiao Mei, who was reading out the results of the war, raised a strange voice and stared into the hollow. When Taro remembered Xiaomei didn't need a monitor, he observed information in his goggles about what had happened.
"............... that? Tech breaks aren't firing. Trouble?"
That's what he said. He was Taro trying to contact Elder Sa Suga, the captain, but he opens his eyes to surprise at the next moment.
"We've detected a larger energy response than the Battleship Tech Break, Mr. Taylor. Probably a super crossbow class cannon."
"No, no... Huh? Seriously? How many piles?!?
Blue-field light that protects the beam from reacting to fine particles and electromagnetic waves in space. But the enormous light emitted by the other ships was clearly different, rushing through space and toward a flock of enemy fleets.
"Two seconds left to land... one... landing. Enemy Cruiser Sinking, Battleship Tech Break Havoc"
"Whoa, that's awesome. I'm losing my shield............... why!!
Taro rushed to check the screen as he put in the penetration, and he was able to confirm the marking of the tech break, which was indeed under great judgment.
"Uh, it looks fine, Taylor. Looks like the recoil of the artillery detached some of the modules. So we got a red alert on the hull, so that's the big deal. You should be able to fix it soon... maybe."
Said Marl with a frightened face. Taro sighed heavily as he let it pull his cheek.
"Seriously, stop it. Unlike the other side, one battleship is a valuable force. Come on... uh, get ready to fire the main gun."
Taro concentrated his consciousness toward the massive computational processing that he would need from now on when he uttered that in a somewhat distracted voice. That was somewhat of a distracting task, but it seemed well worth doing it.
"What trick did you use to arrive here in this short time?
On the bridge of the battleship Asmorde, Admiral Sodo said so with a deep crease between his eyebrows. Except if it's a beacon, but even if there was a map, it was often said that fleet jumping would take a considerable amount of time to calculate coordinates.
But the other person was undoubtedly in front of him, and the fact was only puzzling from Admiral Sodo. Contact with enemies as early as twenty hours ahead of schedule. Sodo thought about it for a while, but unfortunately the answer was unlikely.
"The other party is mainly in the transport industry. Maybe he's got some sort of technique like that."
Sodo's deputy said, wrinkling equally between his eyebrows. Sodo returned the word of consent to it, "It's possible," but he was still not convinced in his heart that the 30% shortening was too soon.
"Pay attention to additional space reservations. Maybe this is their garden."
There was only one fleet of opponents currently fighting, and if that were the case, there should have been seven remaining fighters somewhere. Sodo expected this one fleet to be a guerrilla squad for reconnaissance and stopping, and it was the main squad who should be on guard.
"If it's an ambush, Miss Yotta will warn you again. What more would you do than that? Do you want to split the fleet as requested?
Said the deputy with some reproached face. "No," Sodo denied it, deleting the order text from Yotta, which was recorded as leaving an interception unit to hurry ahead.
"It's the pinnacle of stupidity, such as dispersing the power of war. If you want to go, tell him to take the perimeter and go on his own."
As a corporate, Sodo was going to follow orders from above as best he could, but he didn't mean to waste his life. From him, I thought kicking this guerrilla team as quickly as possible would lead to a rush.
"I don't mind, but they'll do it again, won't they?
"Know what? This is my fleet. Except for one fleet that she commands directly."
When Sodo said that and cut the story off, he continued to send constant orders to each fleet through BISHOP. The fleet was spreading into a spherical shape to surround the opponent while fighting, which was Sodo's best method of warfare.
"We have a higher energy response than our enemies, a larger caliber beam coming!
Sonar man shouts. Sodo quickly turned to the tactical screen as he reacted to the voice all the way. After a while, the rays on the screen capture the cruiser on your side and pierce its hull brilliantly.
"It's penetrating the shield......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Did you bother tailoring a small number of battleships to gunships?
Sodo was so blurred when he couldn't figure out why, but nevertheless had to be careful, he kept in mind the existence of an enemy battleship that probably threw away his defense.
"Enemy fleet, minus six, minus two. This one has a small one and an earlier sinking one. Not a bad pace, but you'll do pretty good over there."
The deputy said as impressed. Sodo nodded at it, pointing to one of the marks indicating "This guy is the head," the enemy ship.
"Battleship Plum. The other flagship came all the way first....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... It actually works well."
Sodo praised the enemy fleet so well shifted laterally, trying to escape the siege, but without imitating it to show the other side.
"But not as much as I was listening to. Is Gifted Bella with the main team?"
In past combat data from enemy companies sent by intelligence teams, the fleet was showing more organic and complex movements. In contrast, although the opponents who are now facing each other are well put together, they look somewhat faithful to the textbook, so to speak, a mechanical move.
"It's important to note that when you do..."
"Enemy flagship, separate to ten or more! Countless space reservations have been deployed at the same time!
Sodo shook up a little bit, wondering if exactly what he was thinking was worth noting had happened in reality. An amazing live ammunition weapon, in a lecture received from the upper echelons.
"Fleets located in the linear shape of space reservations beware of enemy weapons of mass! Turn the shield percentage to physical!
Switching shields from beam to physics will probably increase the damage considerably, but he still chose to prepare for live ammunition weapons. From the enemy's point of view, the best way to stop the current situation was to render large ships, including battleships, inoperable, and it seemed appropriate to use live ammunition weapons as an example. We can't possibly leave our men in this lonely lawless zone, and it is assumed that rescue operations to sunken battleships will be very time-consuming.
"This is the distance. If it's remotely operated, BISHOP delays would also be foolish. Focusing small ship shelling will suffice.................. no, wait. You said it was a space reservation?
When Sodo stared at the display of a space reservation fixed in a somewhat remote position, he thought with a straight face that something was different. And when I thought of the worst of the possible possibilities in my head, I laughed just small enough to say it was ridiculous.
"No way...... I didn't have that information. It can't be because of the size of the company. We should be able to operate..."
Squeeze as if to deny your thoughts. But it emerged from the reserved space, which unfortunately was his imaginary substitute.
"Oh, my God... Oh, my God! They will take the aircraft carrier!!
When Sodo yelled like that in his mind, shouting a dozen or so curses at his impudent own intelligence squad, he instructed all ships to take an anti-aircraft defense stance and stumbled upon a swarm of spherical onboard aircraft reflected in telephoto cameras.
Its characteristic onboard aircraft with ear-like protrusions had a unique, round design that you wouldn't even think would be adorable if it were normal.
But to him now, that just seemed like the devil.