Etta felt good.
Looking over the bridge of Pram, there were some buddies there who gave a peek at the uneasy look, but still she felt good. I don't know why, but I thought I'd be happy to help the Tarongs.
"Same opponent as Etta...... same opponent as Etta...... heh"
Etta chuckled smallly as she bumped, gazing at the ultra-colored vision of the electromagnetic waves. The wall no longer served any purpose in the sense of concealing sight, and it was also possible to see the people of the second bridge in a remote position. Eventually, Xiaomei must have activated immediately to protect the ship from the radiation emitted by Etta, but the contrast mode transition made it invisible, but that was no big deal. There was as much way to look outside the ship as there was.
"I like hide-and-seek. I'm good at looking."
Etta manipulated BISHOP in a flowing motion when she accessed Plum's terminal with such a grunt. Taro, her brilliant boss - and at least she thinks - gave me immediate access to the electronics hub she sought, even though she had not been explained anything.
Etta didn't remember doing anything that trustworthy to Taro, nor did she think it was supposed to be a praiseworthy act as head of the ship. Marr and Alan said things about Taro were "hobby" and so on, but Etta wondered if they were exactly right. However, she liked the place of Taro.
"Yes, hide. But I'm not. I don't know who you are, but you're not."
When Etta told that to someone she had not seen yet in an exhilarating mood, she activated the high-performance communication system installed on the plum. With the necessary functionality as the source of the information, it brought everything Etta wanted.
"No... no..."
Concentration sinks the consciousness into a deep place. A communications system sent scanned data from all the ships in the fleet to Etta's brain, and she processed it appropriately. Carefully loosen the flow of scanning waves and communication drive particles from the enemy fleet, as if to loosen tangled yarn balls.
"You're looking for us. But I'm not."
When Etta exposed a vortex of complex disguised information, she converted it into a simple form of work and sent it to Taro. And as always invites her amazement, that encrypted information was returned in an immediately decrypted form.
"It's not us who hide. No, you can't."
Etta, a raw sonar man, tried to derive only one piece of information, as she had once done in the facility where she lived, when she exposed everything she had obtained in her head.
That was a distracting amount of work from the side, literally a life-saving task, but from her point of view, that was normal. Etta does not possess such superarithmetic abilities as Taro, but she was able to capture, combine, process, and logically return things in an abstract way. It was precisely thanks to that power that she was able to survive the fierce competition at the facility.
"Ghosts, me"
Etta laughed as she found one coordinate value from a vortex of countless pieces of information. The opponent had a clever disguise for all correspondence and scans, which seemed quite brilliant, but from her point of view, it was no big deal. From her point of view, I've given her as much of a deal as I can, and she was someone to such an extent that she didn't deserve to remember her face or name. Etta had put it around that maybe he was the one who survived three or four years in the facility.
"Third grade, I found it"
Etta whining small. When she deepened her distorted grin, she laughed and repeated, "I didn't see it," this time more pleasantly.
In Coleman's facility, Etta has always kept winning.
More than twenty years after birth, all the time.
"Looks like you were looking for me a little while ago. Phew, but it's sweet."
Yotta, the Mercenaries' sophisticated sonar man, was feeling the enemy's sonar man rising to identify these coordinates. The scan over there was clearly scattered as a lock-on for the shooting target, and it didn't seem like it was for overdrive destination space reservations.
"You can't fly waves that much at once. It'll make it harder to see the place, and the information will overflow. We need to do more order."
Yotta said gently and pleasantly that teachers would do that to young students.
She guessed the information the opponent would have gotten from each scan and was dealing with it multiple times. I didn't think the constant jamming would be broken in the first place, and I also questioned whether the information itself was perceived by the other person, but I was going to keep in mind. The opponent seemed pretty good to see a move that avoided sniping ahead.
"Oh, already. No, I'm looking for something out of the ordinary."
Yotta laughed when she confirmed that the enemy sonar man was skipping a scan that only seemed pointless. Whatever it looked like, it was like losing sight of a goal and a hasty sonar man was relying on mountain surveys to do it.
"The war is going well... Ugh, I wonder if that's settled"
Yotta, who had been interested in an electronic battle for some time, shrugged so when she realized the war situation being shown on the tactical screen. The situation had clearly evolved in favour of his own army, and the destruction of his opponent seemed to be only a matter of time. It was good enough to say that it had already shredded one of its battleships and 30% of its battle power, and that the siege itself was almost complete.
"I'm sorry, Etta, but it's not your sister's turn. Can you get mad at me later?
This battle was a guerrilla battle by enemy oligarchs in the first place, and there has been an overwhelming difference in power since the beginning of the war between us, the second main fleet. She could assure that there could be no such thing as a reversal from here, and that it would not even exist in the long history of the Galactic Empire. Including reserve troops, it was a 10-on-1 battle all the time.
"Nevertheless, I didn't expect the flagship to come out in person."
Yotta shrugged when she saw the mark on the radar screen of the enemy flagship that still fights on the front line. No one responded to it, but as she raised her gaze slightly, her deputy nodded in a panic.
"Yes. From the solution of the formula, as had been considered as part of the possibilities, …"
As we get to the second half, a mockingbird and mouth-watering deputy. Yotta's frustration with the word "ceremony" has boiled down - the ceremony can't do much lately - but she decided to forgive her feelings when she saw the state of war evolving too well.
I expected the enemy to set up some kind of sabotage, but it was unexpected that the CEO himself would show up there. However, the scenario most feared by the Mercenaries side was the adoption of guerrilla tactics on the long term outer space, which in this sense could be described as very convenient. Most of the tissues were irrelevant if they smashed their heads. Except for the story if you even have a powerful charisma to the extent that the top can be subject to faith, but at least that kind of information wasn't coming up this time.
"Wow, that's a strike. I wonder who hit it. You have to play the bonus!
Yotta, looking forward to the radar screen, stood up unexpectedly and said. The screen leaped a "direct hit" letter right beside the enemy flagship, which eventually turned into the letter she wanted most now. I can't even confirm the existence of the escape boat, I don't know if it's a detonation or something, but I would have liked the ship to have suffered fatal damage in no time.
"Enemy flagship, battleship plum." Sink. "Haha, that feels good! Excellent!"
Yotta scratched her chest, which she couldn't breathe from excitement and snatched her deputy's lips off her impulse. The deputy looked surprised at first, but was eventually grown up as he was.
"Behold, the end of the loser. It is the end of the fool's path, bladed against mighty power. It is the management of nature that the weak follow the strong. Whoever broke it will be!
Yotta pointing to a radar screen with her chin displaying a state of war that is almost devastating. The deputy nodded and opened his mouth as if he had noticed something when he confirmed it with his nogging eyes.
"Yes...... you know, Miss Yotta. There seems to be more communication from Admiral Sodo earlier..."
"Leave me alone. I feel so good right now, so stay out of my way!
To his deputy's voice, Yotta said in a grumpy manner. The deputy looked anxious for a moment, but soon returned to a dog-shaking look.
"Probably a surrender call, but I won't let that happen. I'm afraid they have to disappear here."
That's what Yotta said, "You know what I mean?" But I saw his deputy with a freaking look on his face. When the deputy replied with a tranced look, "Yes," he watched as his boss's hand broke into the blouse.
- "Emergency incoming calls: Admiral Sodo, Fleet Command" -
Red BISHOP letters running behind the brain. When Yotta stopped her hand, which was clutching the deputy's body, she kicked the screen that was nearby to her power.
"Shut up! What the hell do you mean?
Yotta screaming furiously. All the battlefields were under her control and could not have happened such as Irregular. This is exactly where the last of the enemy ships will be shot down, and I didn't think there were any urgent reports to be received. Where the screen came from was just a complete victory, and she didn't want to hear anything but a voice admiring herself.
"That stonehead, if it's an errand I don't care, I'll dismiss you next month!
When Yotta poisoned him so, he reluctantly connected the line from Sodo.
"" What are you doing, Miss Yotta! You haven't seen the radar! ""
Yelling enough that the volume automatic suppressor works. When Yotta accidentally frightened her body, she tried to curse back from the rage that had sprung up quickly. But...
"" Get out of there now! There's a big warhead headed that way! It's a live ammunition weapon! ""
A proper yotta, to the continued word. She glanced at the radar screen and sighed at what she was saying. I don't see live ammunition weapons or anything like that dancing. Whether it was stealthy or not, it was as easy for her as finding a flying warhead.
It may be confusing, but Admiral Sodo said something he didn't understand, and Yotta felt her anger fly away with a sigh.
"Don't be silly, just move on to garbage disposal. If you survive, you're in trouble. Some escape pods must have escaped, right?
Yotta looking fed up. In contrast, a sod that gives a look like a heartfelt surprise.
"" What the hell are you talking about!? Miss Yotta, after the enemy has already flown somewhere overdrive! Get out of there before it does! We don't have time for this! ""
A sod that floats blood vessels in his temples and makes him cram into the camera. Yotta finally felt something was wrong when she came here and focused her consciousness on BISHOP.
"... this is... this is, what?
After a few seconds, YOTTA shrugged. Her brain had a leap in her unknown countdown timer function.
"Who the hell... of what?"
When the timer numbers eventually reached zero, it came.
"Ahhh... ahh..."
A squeezing yotta voice.
The onboard alarm begins to sound and the lighting stains bright red. The information that her ship had conveyed and was coming was painted and replaced by something completely different than before. When Yotta almost unconsciously turned to the tactical screen, there were certainly no enemies there, but instead there were no enemy wreckages, and one debris appeared to fly to her own ship.
"Dear sister..."
She finally realized that the moment her consciousness was physically extinguished by thermonuclear energy, she continued to be electronically deceived.