"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
On the captain's seat, Taro chuckled as he watched the radar screen on the visor.
"I wonder if this has resulted in a reduction of nearly 40%. I hope you managed 400 ships with little damage, but it's subtle considering it's cost-effective. I don't want to do it again."
Marl said with a relieved look. Taro agreed with that too, so he thumbed up and showed it.
Indeed, she was right, the cost of the operation was enormous. Farther than I thought, it was also necessary to drive large masses of matter, so it was a matter of buying immobilized drive particles from the peripheral universe. It's a drive particle that grows naturally over time, but it was something that cost a lot to be able to carry artificially.
Still, however, it was a great achievement to have been able to render a number beyond the total number of its own troops incapable of combat. According to Dr. Aljimov's calculations, it has also been concluded that it would take at least two or three weeks for the particles to increase naturally to the point where the fleet can drive again.
"I'm talking about the Doctor's investigation not feeling bad either, and I don't know when the findings might be available over there in the first place. So. You can't just wait to catch up."
Said Taro, who looked good at it. He glanced at Marl, nodding satisfactorily beside him, then saw Xiaomei, who was more strangely quiet than earlier
"……………… Mr. Taylor, what can I do for you, Xiao Mei?
Xiao Mei tilts the neck of the prosthetic body and gives a slightly exaggerated and decent look. Taro was attacked with anxiety by such a small plum.
"Experience tells me that a lot happens when you're silent."
"Oh, no, Mr. Taylor. If you were tired of life, I wish you'd told me so. Xiao Mei will do her best to support you."
"Haha, just enough to get tired of it......... didn't I tell you to die a long way from it?
"No, no way. By the way, I've recently added a new feature to this body, Mr. Taylor. Don't you want to hear what the feature is? You want to hear it, don't you?
"No, I don't want to hear it, and if they attach a drill to my left hand, I can just see it. Understand? And maybe you haven't changed your mind."
"No, it's a denial, Mr. Taylor. Both hand attachment features are standard equipment from the time of purchase. The new feature is that it is finally possible to reverse the direction of rotation of this drill. Isn't that awesome?
"I don't care! You can scream from the bottom of your heart!
Gyagi and twitchy two. Seeing those two, Marl exhaled a deep sigh.
"The battle isn't over yet, and the numbers haven't been reversed, Admiral."
"This guy's been seriously human lately......... Aye, I know, Marl. But if you keep splitting in District B in a multi-stage fashion, you won't be able to make it over there. You can afford it, can't you?
"Could it be that easy? I agree with Xiao Mei's concerns."
Shoulder shrugged, mouth shut and show Marl. Taro said, "Xiao Mei's concern?," she has silently shown access logs to databanks on BISHOP.
"The past history of the Mercenaries, huh? What are you looking at now?
Lightly toned taro. To him like that, Xiao Mei has turned his face clear.
"To be precise, this is the record of de Ildo Samatha 2, Mr. Taylor. Alongside authorized air carriers, this is considered to be the main ship of the company, so the record is rather vague. Mr. Phantom and the Narrazza have gathered as much information as possible, but there are still limits."
"Well, it would be classified information. It feels like we got together pretty good."
"Agreed, Mr. Taylor. However, this super crossbow ship doesn't mean that it has more capacity to break into cannons and armor."
"That's right. But I'm sorry to disappoint you, but if you're dreaming that the size of the figure and the size of the array are proportional, you'd better rethink them before you're shocked. Guhehe."
"This is another terrible lower sir......... it's a brilliant backward kick, Miss Marr. However, when it does, it should naturally be proportional to the hull size and its cargo load should also be out of digit. I wonder what the hell's loaded up there?
"Damn, stop targeting my kidneys, Mar... what, that's not ammunition or anything. I'm here on an expedition."
"We hardly need ammunition in particle accelerators for beams, Mr. Taylor. It's not like this ship. By the way, is Samasa 2 equipped with an absurd aircraft carrier feature?
"No, there shouldn't have been. It's not a mod ship, so it won't be ready to load... No, no, wait a minute. Seriously?"
When Taro got up with a bad feeling, he picked up a visor that rolled to the ground on a kicked clap and hurried back to the seat.
"Plum to RS3. What's going on with the drive particle measurements? What's the fluctuation range?
When Taro asked the surveyor about the large number of radars and scanners, he received a reply after a few seconds.
"" This is RS3. Particle concentrations are still declining, Admiral Taylor ""
"Oh, well. That's okay..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... The graph is strangely turbulent or unstable."
"" No, I can't see any such signs right now............ Hmm? Let me see... oh Admiral, wait a minute... when did this come from? ""
They're communicating somehow, and Captain RS3's holograph on the visor changes the orientation of his face here and there. Eventually something came to a conclusion, the captain turned to the camera.
"" About five minutes ago now, there are two moments when the speed at which the drive particles are lowered is extremely low. Approximately 170 milliseconds in time. All fall within the assumed error range, though. ""
Something like that, Captain. When Taro heard about it, he immediately opened a line leading to the entire fleet.
"Damn it! They're coming over here! Retreat at all costs!
Taran screaming at the comms.
And right after he did. The presence of sufficiently dense drive particles to be readily observable by even plumbs not so heavily loaded with measuring instruments was confirmed from the vicinity of enemy supercrossbow ships.
"Heh heh, you're in a hurry......... but I wonder if there's at least 500 big drive shooters out there. I wonder how the hell you collected it. We're talking about no big air carriers, and the shipping industry is that much of a shooter thing?
Etta at Mercenaries looked at and laughed at the contents of the BISHOP communication in a far-sighted way and asked that to no one. The overdrive shooter, a hauling device utilizing overdrive, was the same as the jumping capability mounted on the aircraft carrier and was a fairly expensive machine in general terms.
"No, the shooter won't be right for flying cargo. Sudden acceleration of the continuous microdrive prevents the contents from holding. He said he owns a manned planet, so maybe he's also developing primary resources. Resource transport is where shooters are most used."
The rapporteur replied, apparently relieved, soaking up the sweat on his forehead. This crisis could have escaped by spraying the massive amount of drive particles that had been carried into Samasa 2, but otherwise the possibility of him being held accountable was well thought out. No one knew who Miss Etta was going to point the spear of anger at, etc.
"And I feel like there's so much... well, fine. More than that, the enemy doesn't seem quite as good as it sounds. In time, there was an order to retreat before the particles were sprayed. Admiral Sodo brought us some pretty good information."
Etta said so with satisfaction, relaxing on the seat that victory would no longer be a matter of time.
"Before we left, it was also Admiral Sodo who advised Samatha to mount an additional tank of drive particles. Wouldn't you close your eyes to failing to preemptively strike?"
Have you lost your mind, rapporteur, who answers that. Besides, Etta turns a hard gaze.
"Yes, but it's a great rapporteur to appreciate a superior."
Cold voice. A freezing bridge. Everyone turned their gaze somewhere far away, and even the devices that usually handled it rampantly seemed to be handled carefully. When the rapporteur pressed his mouth, he took two steps backwards.
"Hey, you."
Etta tilted her neck and peered into the rapporteur's face. The rapporteur groaned his throat like a comic strip and replied "Yes" with a faint voice.
"You have a lot of narrow bandwidth. It's hard to see. Born?
Extremely colorful world with electromagnetic waves. The BISHOP traffic stretching out of the man's head in Etta's eyes was very small compared to that of an ordinary person.
"Huh? Yes. That's right. You can just do the crowd work. I can now train to produce a continuous output."
A rapporteur with a drawn affectionate laugh. Etta raises an uninteresting voice, "Phew," but in her brain she was thoroughly browsing the background of this rapporteur. When she spoke to the rapporteur, "Don't move," she checked the information on the sensors installed on the bridge.
"He weighed about 62 kg and said he had a biological reaction. Human. Fine, I like it. It doesn't seem bad in my background, and during this battle, be my aide as deputy. Depending on your work, you'll think about what you'll do next."
Etta believed that ambition and desire were the driving forces driving people, and in that regard this rapporteur seemed to be the point. It also says that there is a strong upward orientation in his background, and that any statement that covers Admiral Sodo earlier was only allowed to be spoken of by people in a position far above his own. If it has come out of your mouth, you will be aware of your position from day to day.
And the other thing that matters to Etta, the man was quite beautiful.
"We don't have enough men because we did a sudden attack with total force. What do you say, take it?
I knew the reply was yes, but Etta would take the confirmation once. The man was pompous for a while, but eventually came to his delight, "Jesus mum!" I answered loudly to the point of being out of place.
"Yes. Nice to meet you............ First things first. As it stands, the drive particles loaded on Samatha could have stopped the enemy from moving slowly. But there's a problem, isn't there? You know?"
Upon Etta's enquiry, the deputy collared, coughing and opening his tease.
"Yes, Miss Etta. Because we can only overdrive around Samatha spraying particles, there is simply traffic. Wouldn't there be quite a bit of temporal loss when it comes to forming more formations from it?"
"Right. First there. Anything else?
"Uh, yeah............... if the enemy is going to do this continuously in the future, it could run out of sprayable drive particles. I was wondering if it would be quite painful if it were divided in depth."
"Fine. Go on."
"Ha. There is a huge difference in the number of ships that can carry the same amount of particles when you use drive particles to all ships each time you jump and when you narrow the target for use from the beginning. The most dangerous situation is not enough when you need it, so why don't you just move your successor as a separate team?"
"If you have decided how many you can carry, you must divide them first. Holding a lot of baggage doesn't make sense if you can't get to your destination......... right. It doesn't look too bad."
When Etta laughed, she was satisfied with a new deputy who seemed better than she had imagined.
"This isn't a main road corridor. If you move a separate team a little farther, they'll have to disperse their power. Fine. Please adjust in that direction."
Etta stood up and saw the man seriously again. And once in a while, the guy wasn't too bad, etc., so I started dreaming about pleasure with what kind of taste I had at night.