Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Welcome to Battleship Plum, Admiral Sodo"

Taro, with a flashing expression, said in a docking lobby in the pram welcoming the two envoys. Mar and Xiaomei, beside them, as well as Bella child's land combat units deployed in preparation for enemy incursions, were holding back, and they were uniformly frowning.

"" Don't worry. It's obvious you're defenseless, and there's no reason to do that over there. ""

Taro observed the other side closely when he told and encouraged everyone who was anxious and nervous due to Phantom's absence. Shortly pruned, white-dyed hair with a disappointing body. In contrast to the attitude of not making it slight, only the eyes were moving very well, causing the raptors to miss all the information around them.

"Thank you for your words of welcome, Admiral Taylor."

When Sodo put it that way, he gave a form of salute, commonly used in the Galactic Empire, that accompanied his forehead with his index and middle fingers aligned. Taro replied with an ancient mould brought out of the earth, hands next to his head, losing that refined movement.

"That's an unusual form of salute. But it's not bad. Is the act of laying low your eyes stylized, or is it meant to show your helplessness?"

"No, unfortunately, they're both off. You do remember that the greeting to grab by the hat was based on. I think there were theories."

When they took a step and shook hands, they told such a frivolous story. When Taro shook hands as well as his deputy, he was surprised at how young he was - as if he were a junior high school student or there! - he ended his socio-normative greeting and led the way through the hallway inside the pram.

"But it's surprising to see a flagship, a battleship, as a venue. We're trained to infer a variety of information from visually available subjects, but isn't this to your disadvantage?

Sodo, who walks slightly behind Taro, said in a grand manner. Taro clouded his answer, "Maybe so," but he wasn't actually worried.

In the first place, Plum was clearly heterogeneous compared to common battleships, and there was no such place as where there was no hand in retrofitting by Marl-centric technical teams. From a tall point of view, I even had the expectation that you would rather observe it as trained and bring back the wrong information.

"If you think it's a response to your sincerity that you two unarmed people have come alone... do you have any idea if you're gonna get caught or killed by us? Legally, we're still engaged."

To Taro's question, Sodo rang his nose before answering.

"I'm not assuming it at all, but you guys are supposed to find that hard to stand by. The central human bias against the outer spacer is strong. Even if you were doing the right thing by law or custom, only an expert can determine the certainty. The general public doesn't care. Citizens move with emotion, and you need to care about it. That's what it means to have the general public on your side."

A sod that does not precipitate and even emits. Taro stopped and turned his face back when he decided that Xiao Mei's predictions seemed correct from what was told.

"You're right... but it's outer space you don't know what's going to happen. Remember, you might make a lot of progress."

When Taro said so and made him bow down to Daiguo, he urged Sodo into the empty room of the door. As Sodo turned his gaze inside the room, he began to look around like he was looking for something.

"This place doesn't look like a place for discussion."

A sod that stops in front of the room and arms together. He has offered Taro a piece of paper when he shows his so-called silent trick of taking his index finger in front of his mouth, which he also knows well. Taro glanced at the short content that was written when he got it, a rare piece of paper that was no longer common in the Galactic Empire.

"............ I see. Sure, well, if you're also an admiral of the Great Fleet, a room like a small, painful hotel. Then I wouldn't mind. Do you mean you're willing to discuss it properly?"

When Taro coughed up one, he closed the door of the room at BISHOP and walked out toward another location. The room was perfectly sized enough for reception and meetings and equipped with an information-gathering system, but it could not only meet the demands from the sod written on a piece of paper.

"It's a little far away, but there's a good place. Shall we go there?"

Taro arrived on a high-speed travel lane that leads to his usual location as he crossed the corridor inside the battleship, which became a complicated maze. They arrived in a room guarded by a thick bulkhead as they looked disbelievable with all but the two leading.

"If you're here, you'll definitely be fine first. I mean, if you can't do it here, you can't do anything else."

Taro tried unconsciously to get to his seat, but reconsidered and changed his orientation. The sheets for the captain had a higher line of sight than the others and seemed inappropriate for those in comparable positions to discuss with each other.

"A bridge... certainly wouldn't be a problem here. Sorry for being so selfish."

Saying so, Sodo lowered his back to the seat as Taro urged. Marr, Xiaomei, and Sodo's deputy similarly settled into a seat that was usually tucked under the floor as a spare, resulting in some tension-pregnated silence.

"Is that what you mean by purposefully nominating a place where BISHOP communications can be closed?

Breaking the silence, Taro spoke. Sodo seemed determined to open his mouth after checking his circumference.

"I can't answer that question. But you can't deny it."

"I see. I knew Phantom was right......... how does it feel to peek into BISHOP content? Can you even see it at this distance?

"I don't know. I don't think so, just in case. The agreement on ceasefire negotiations is in this chip. You'll be in a better position to sign it."

A sod that comes offering one chip. Taro said, "Oh?" He received it while floating a question mark.

"I thought you were just going to finish with a pose to negotiate to the end, but are you okay? If you sign this, you'll end up destroying it from that side, won't you?

"Either way, it's not much different. Negotiations or breakdowns, it's the same thing to blame if you meant it. Then you should make it look like you intend to do so at all. If we were to gain each other, we wouldn't have crossed that, would we?

"Do you... Bye, Marl. Simmer down the details of this with your deputy."

When Taro handed Marr the chip he received from Sodo, he dropped her off with his deputy and left with his escort.

"............... Now, as I'll leave the armistice around that way, I'll listen. How far are you serious?

Physical movements or facial changes. Taro paid attention to such things of Sodo while visiting.

"I mean half of it... but can you believe what I just said?

"Oh, no, that's subtle when they say so. I just have to believe more than you're gonna believe, or something like that. That's half what you'd expect."

"Right. Fine."

"Ai, please take a good look at the related materials. Ask questions anytime."

Taro asked Xiaomei to prepare something to drink when he set the information about the example facility in Plum's data bank to be public to his guest account. The number of materials was high and was likely to be a long stretch.

"I'd like to ask some questions. This ship... did you say plum? Which company created the BISHOP control mechanism for this? The breadth of the communication bandwidth, the speed of response, which is very unusual. Gigantech stuff?

About an hour after Sodo went into viewing facility information, he turned to Taro, the admiral of the enemy fleet, while keeping his headache under control.

"Uh, do you eat there? I'm sorry, but nothing but questions about the facility. I deny it."

Taro, looking floating, replied with a smile. When Sodo said, "Well," and rubbed his tired, accumulated eyelids with his fingers, he deposited his body heavily on a soft sheet.

"If that happens, you can't even talk about the androids there."

A sod that turns a blind eye to Xiao Mei. "Three sizes is a secret, Admiral Sodo," replied Xiaomei, who apparently noticed that.

"............ Hmm. The galaxy is huge."

Sodo thought his bosses, Etta and Yotta, were unusual even in the galaxy. Even if I added information about rumours, I had never heard of the existence of such a human being, let alone what I saw. Strongly speaking, Phantom was such an urban legend, but in his case it seemed to be in the development of existing technology and common sense.

But this ship's out of common sense BISHOP controllers and the high-performance AI in front of it. And the presence of this young admiral, who quickly processes and offers vast amounts of data, changing representations to all forms if desired, was clearly a heterogeneous presence, similar to that of Etta and Yotta. He decided to reflect strongly on how sweet his perception of the galaxy seemed.

"... All right. Now, let's turn this into a conversation about this facility. Admiral Taylor, how much do you know about your abilities? Did you ever publish it or leak it outside?

Sod that corrects posture and looks at Taro. And Taro frowns "what are you talking about".

"Are you a fast or multiple operator? I don't know what form, but I would have an information processing gift. You may just try it casually, but there are multiple videos with the same landscape, and even if they say they want to see this freely from a different angle, it's not usually something you can prepare right away."

"I don't know... Just like BISHOP control equipment, the computers loaded on the plumb have a lot of performance, right?

"No, if it's not something dedicated to it, at least it can't be done in real time. You did it. Or the lady there... Either way, if the outside world knew about this ability, you'd be at a significant disadvantage."

"............... for once I ask, why?

"You must have noticed yourself. With this power, videos, photos, whatever you want, because you can twist as much data as you want. This is what I'm sure of now, but in the same way, you jammed the ship our sonar man boarded?

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"In any way. All right? Whatever shape it takes. I'm sure you'll have the data ready in the future, first and foremost. If that's the case, I don't suppose you should have added your own investigative members to the investigation of the facility right now. If we verify it later, we can prove it right or not, but we won't have your alliance until then."

Sodo so affirmed, his sharp gaze at the silent Taro. Taro had looked straight back at Sodo, but eventually clasped his shoulders with a sigh.

"To be honest, you didn't think that far. But few people know about my gifts, so I think it's okay if we just process someone in front of us right now."

"I see. That makes sense."

"Yep. I just wish I hadn't bothered to say it all over there, but I believe the admiral who didn't do it. I mean, why don't you smash it? Honestly, I'm worried about all the advice I just gave you. So is peace, and so is this. You have a suggestion, don't you?

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Sodo raised a single eyebrow and stared at this youthful, honest young man. When he closed his eyes after doing so for a while, he remembered the various materials he had just seen and sighed loudly.

"Suggestion... right. There is..."

Sod of a weak voice. As he breathed heavily, he grabbed his fist and punched him with his elbow resting on the seat.

"All right! Definitely prove their involvement with the facility! And we're just gonna end this fucking fight!

Angry sod. Taro jumps up as a birdie. When Sodo stood up on the spot, in front of the enemy admiral, who was stiff with a blue face, he turned to power a patch of company chapters on his own uniform.

He said, "Get us into something like this! Damn it! I'm not talking about what you did up there!

As Sodo slammed the patch to the ground, he stepped on it with his feet and sat down to the seat.

"... uh... what do you mean, you could have believed me?

Nanny and Taro speak up. As Sodo turned his gaze at him, he opened his mouth as he held back his anger like a boiling magma.

"Shall I tell our fleet how many sonnermen there are? There's always something in common about this guy not knowing where he's from... Oh, yeah. I have to thank you. Thank you for killing that woman. Otherwise, we'd still be moving towards destination weather."

Sodo threw up like that and shut up for a while.

He has been through so many things in his long life, but he never came to mind so much. He thought that no matter what kind of joke it was, whether it was a tick or a peten, still war should always be fought only within the rules.

And it was the same reason to fight, and as the average person in the Galactic Empire thinks so, he believed that war should be a sacred sport that risked his life and wealth. It was such a humiliation to him that there was nothing he could do about this one, as if his life had been denied.

"Sorry............... I'll apologize for rambling again later"

Sodo, who had calmed down a little, said so and bowed his head, stood up and saluted him with a numb upright immobility.

"In the meantime, we will hide the fleet and watch things change. The outcome of the investigation will determine whether to lend a hand or strike at you again. Sorry, but if you can't get results, you'll turn to the enemy. We have to protect the lives of tens of thousands of our men... in which case we'll do it thoroughly."

That's what I say and I bow my head again Sodo. Plus, Taro waves his hands, "No, no, no," urging him to raise his head.

"Enough! Thank you enough! Raise your head... where are you going to hide such a large fleet? You have a cup of sonar man.................. don't you find out soon?

That's how Taro comes to visit with a surprised look. Though I thought Sodo was a treasure troublemaker, I tried to give him the answer. But when he stopped doing it at the inch, he replied with a small smile.

"Think about it. You should be able to do it."