It was supposed to be perfect.
The woman has used her time from the meeting to the present day to observe carefully the vortex of information flowing to the battlefield. Eventually, he scratched a multiple stranded deception and succeeded in finding the exact coordinates of the target enemy flagship. It was a difficult craftsmanship if not a dedicated information scanning large ship, but it was really easy for her to have the qualities as a sonar man.
And simultaneous attacks from multiple locations.
The woman has used this method of warfare on many battlefields to this day and has succeeded in almost all of it. Sometimes there were lucky ships that were spared from sinking, but they were still able to give depth to the extent that they caused them to lose their ability to continue fighting. She had absolute confidence in this method of attack herself, and she thought it could never fail.
"Are you all right, Miss Yotta"
A woman's voice heard right from the side. As Yotta, one of the fleets that made up the dispatched fleet, frightened its body, she grabbed the chest of her deputy, the Lord of Voices.
"What's happening!! Why were you avoided!!
Yelling Yotta. The letters "alive" were leaping on the marking of the enemy flagship shown on BISHOP. Sinking aside, I haven't even come down with a small judgment. It's called intact.
"Or the fleet should have acted as usual. I'm checking the replay now............... I'm out. The shelling is carried out with 95% accuracy. There's only one misshot."
As the deputy grabbed his chest and answered in fright, Yotta let her go, staring at the replay's flowing radar screen.
"Simultaneous sniping from 50 locations in all directions. It can't be avoided."
Marsenaries Dispatch Fleet Admiral Yotta's fleet, distracted by Sodo's unfolding siege, launched an attack to encircle the target in a hemispherical fashion. Moreover, each of them had deliberately shifted their aim only slightly, and they should have calculated to ensure that one of them was given an effective hit no matter how the subject noticed the sniper escaped.
"Coincidence, is it? It only matches the timing of taking some action…"
A deputy with a sweat on his forehead said blush. In contrast, Yotta stared at her all the time killing her with her gaze.
"What the hell were you trying to do by imitating your enemies to expose them to flanking? Why are you returning to your original position after avoiding shelling? Isn't it strange that the target ship was the only one who acted? Keep your mouth shut, you incompetent bastard!!
When Yotta intimidated him that way, it wouldn't help him any more than on the bed - at least she thinks - and kicked his deputy unconstitutionally in the boot.
"Ugh, uh... sorry, no"
Lieutenant holding on to his kicked abdomen and squatting. When Yotta remembered some satisfaction when she saw the deputy she was about to suffer, she decided to put her feet together for Eagle Deep and observe the replay still.
"I'm sure there's no mistake in the calculations. It covers all the expected ranges of action. In that case..."
When Yotta rewound the replay until before and after the start of the shelling, it began playing in slow motion.
"... he's already taken evasive action before the shelling."
Yotta squirming in her mouth with her toes. When she engraved a deep wrinkle in her sister, Etta-like face, she accessed a hull database with important confidential information that had not even been notified to the dispatched fleet admiral Sodo with an angry look on her face.
"From the countless waves flowing to the battlefield, identify only scanning waves. I wonder if they've identified a target from the intersection of the multiple scans. Such imitation -"
When Yotta searched a list of people in the database, she found people that matched certain criteria.
"It's impossible except for Sonnerman............ EY001, Etta. He went missing during the Battle of Enzio, and the subsequent news is unknown. The other sonar men have been roughly identified, so if they were here, it would be him."
As Yotta downloaded the human resource information she had found into BISHOP, she stared into her brain at the face photograph of the unaffected girl that had been attached.
"Specializes in electromagnetic wave reception capability and is extremely good in reception and analysis. However, if you do not have a certain amount of sleep in the period, your abilities are significantly reduced. Due to the difficulty of character, conditions are required for the operation...... even though the model number and name are the Etta series, the ability is with the Yotta series. At your age, you can't derive it from me or your sister. It's Coleman's toy."
When Yotta pondered her days at the Enhanced Human Research Facility New Eden, where she had the worst adolescence with her sister, she explored whether there was any matching presence on the face of the picture.
"You don't remember. Maybe another project.................. heh"
Interesting voice. Yotta's face, which was harsh, loosens and gives a distorted grin. The vision of the particles, coloured with the extreme colour that only her sonar man could see, continuously reflected the light spherical waves emitted from the target's ship. A wave of detailed scans, with considerable intensity.
"You mean let's do this? Hehe, that's not funny. I'll deal with you."
Waves emanating from multiple locations interfere with each other, creating overlapping parts that allow for stronger and more accurate information. If you observe where it goes and how much it is being released, you can know what the other person is looking for and what they have found.
"Looks like you've taken over electronic warfare technology from Enzio, but you want me to remind you where the source of it is... all scanner units, prepare for re-radiation"
When Yotta gave that order to the 15 enemy fighters in her fleet, she waited for the moment.
Her electromagnetic reception capacity has been high in the facility, and she has always won the sorting test, which is considered discarded if she loses. She survived the repeated days of the exam for nearly four years, and was allowed to leave the facility, extremely limited. No one else made that much of a record in the Yotta series, which will be the research category for the Sonnerman type Boosted Man, and she was absolutely confident in her abilities.
"Running around at best. Let's have some fun."
When she said that, she remembered a time when she used to treat her sister who enjoyed the war, and she laughed a little bit that she couldn't say much about her sister.
"" This is RS08. The enemy has made multiple lock-ons. Go to Evasive Behavior ""
"" This is RS31. Same here. Enemy shelling has suddenly begun to increase accuracy. ""
"" This is RS17. I'm afraid I'm leaving the front. They've sniped the engine department. ""
"Ri, roger... act on your defenses first!!
After avoiding the enemy's intensive shelling with a single hair, a report sent by correspondence and Taro answering it. When Taro repeated the exchange of similar contents over and over again, he learned what was happening now from what he had in common.
"The jamming hasn't worked at all...... I'm naked all over this"
Taro whining with a blue face. And then Marl looks back and says, "That can't be right."
"The meters are all working, and the jammers are running properly. I've checked so many times, I'm pretty sure."
"Oh, that? But it doesn't matter what you think. You know, locking on at such a long distance."
"May I ask you one thing, Mr. Taylor?"
The voice of Xiao Mei so as to get into the conversation between the two of them. As she circled her neck, she turned to Etta, staring farther on the seat.
"It looks like Miss Etta is noticing something. Why don't you listen to her?"
In Xiao Mei's words, his gaze gathers to Etta. Whether or not she noticed that gaze, Etta slowly meditated her eyes, turning her face toward Taro.
"Over there, Etta and I have the same thing."
A short thing about Etta. Silence to visit.
"... that... power too?
Taro asks a few questions. Etta snorts at it. Taro even blued her face, which was originally blue, and Marr also apparently understood the meaning of her words a moment late, with a harsh look on her neat face.
"Same as Etta, you're a sonar man...... and that's the jamming...... maybe you can't get away with it?
Marr said in a trembling voice. No one answered that question, but it was only affirmative.
"... to be precise, even if you run away, you will soon be found, will you? Mr. Taylor, can't you use your power to enhance your jamming abilities? Like one day I took an Imperial fleet in my hand."
That's what Xiao Mei, with a faceless face, says and looks back at Taro. When Taro shook his head at it, he denied that "there was too much of anything".
"Besides, that method is limited in orientation. You can't have enemies in all directions like this, and most importantly, you're like Etta, right? Electronically deceiving or nothing, I can see the source."
"Everything is impossible. But some will be possible, Mr. Taylor. Different?
"Sora well...... maybe, but...... damn!!
Sort out the ship to escape. Taro beats up the sheet after detecting what Xiao Mei is going to do.
"... we need to adjust so we can relay your jamming to other ships."
That's what Marr says and starts the work. "I asked for it," Taro nodded small, taking a deep breath trying to hold his painful stomach.
"You spared me so you wouldn't get away with it..."
When Taro bit his lips out of remorse, he began sorting the ship to reduce the damage at all. It wasn't the kind of task that I would be able to do if it was normal, such as choosing a life, but unfortunately it was now.
"Let's consider it good before the collision of the main fleet, Mr. Taylor. If you know, you should also be able to put in place measures. Unfortunately, it should also be meaningful."
Xiao Mei emitted a calm voice color. Taro also agreed that he was right with his head, but refused to let his emotions snort.
"... Taylor, it's okay"
Etta's slow voice. "Which neighborhood is okay," said Taro, laughing small at herself.
"It's okay. Let Etta handle it."
A very calm and soft voice, as opposed to Etta, who was raging and rambling earlier. When she looked up at Etta saying that Taro looked strange, she had a really calm soft grin.
"Made of wood. Cuttle stuffed animal. Snack with Bella. Liza's picture book. A fuzzy bed. Twisted Taylor. Gentle plums, Marl. I don't hate Alan or Sakura."
Something, Etta spinning words like singing. Her hair lifts flutteringly and spreads radially. It was softly rainbow-dyed, with particles glowing seven colors like galaxies crawling around along the flow of hair. If it hadn't been for the occasional running spark, it would have been like an Aurora.
"Etta's happiness won't let anyone get in the way"
Etta's eyes open and her pupils widen wide. The dose on board far exceeds the reference value and an alert begins to sound on the bridge.
"I won't let anyone get in the way"
When Etta slowly raises her hand, the plum electronics start operating in conjunction with it.
Eventually all the ship's electronics floating around began to move as well.