"" This is this. I hope it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Taylor. I'm sure you know each other very well, so you don't need to introduce yourself. ""
The voice of a woman who reaches the communications machine of Taro. The holograph showed the young woman's upper body, smiling. But it could have been heartfelt if it was normal. That, too, was different if the source was the enemy.
"Aye, thank you. I was just about to contact you. It's just fine. Miss Etta............... oh no, no. Not Etta, over there."
The first half is for Mike, and the second half is for Taro, who turns off communications and speaks to his people on the bridge. Etta, a sleeping eye rubbing Rising Sun, missed her face just saying she didn't care when she distorted her face in a grumpy manner.
"" Oh, really? Then I should have waited a little longer. ""
Etta from the Mercenaries flaunting her shoulders in a relaxed manner. Taro snorts wondering if he cares, "So, what can I do for you?" I let him raise one eyebrow provocatively.
"" For? Right. To put it succinctly, might be a surrender recommendation. There's nothing more we can do, is there? You did a good job. If you raise your hands here, no one will blame you. Better than that. Why don't you work for us? ""
Etta laughs when she says that and tickles. "Just kidding," Taro replied, continuing.
"If it's enough to serve you, it's better to die quietly. If it's a joke, get me something more hilarious, outer road."
"" Oh, that's inconvenient. But what do we do? If you're not so stupid, I know you realize, but if you keep doing this, it's gonna be a pretty bad thing. Look into the eyes of the three of you there. Don't you spare your people's lives? "
"Three......... oh, of course it's a shame. That's why I'm going to beat you up early. I'm ready for that. I don't give a shit. If we're gonna talk about this, I'm gonna hang up."
When Taro said so and unilaterally terminated the communication, he turned to Marr.
"Hey Marr. I just want to ask you, do you count two Androids as one?
To Taro's question, Marl shows a bit of thinking, "What do you think?"
"That's how some people count, but that's not very common. Usually one or two. Except for Xiao Mei, of course.
To Marl's answer, Taro thinks "I see". After doing so for a while, he eventually removed the paper and pen from his nostalgia, now antiqued.
"Marl, give this to Xiaomei. I don't know if this is gonna be funny."
Write even the necessary instructions on the paper in Galactic Standard, and Taro will hand them to Mar. He hurriedly stopped Marr, who tried to check the contents, telling him that only Xiao Mei would shake his head to see it.
"Okay. But tell me later. 'Cause I don't like being out of company."
I'm swelling my cheeks, but I'm not looking angry, Marr. When Taro saw her leaving the bridge, he sent a request to open communications again after a while.
"" You're a rude kid to hang up all of a sudden. Didn't your mom tell you that you shouldn't do that? Damn, I can't believe you're calling me back from there. ""
Etta from the Mercenaries, who reappeared. Obvious angry caged voice. Taro reacts perfectly to the word mommy, but tried to keep her normal mind.
"You're my mom. Unfortunately, I don't remember this... but I called you back and I wanted to tell you that if you were going to run away with your tail all over you, you'd have to do it now."
emit with a derisive look whenever possible so as to look down on the other person. I don't know if that played a role, but the other person intrigued me with a "Phew" voice.
"Why don't you tell me what you're trying to do?
The kind of gaze that sees through everything in this one. Taro wiped the sweat in his hand with clothes around his waist as he gripped his fist so hard that he could not see it from his opponent. I guess Marl came back to me in my ear. I heard footsteps, but they didn't stay in my consciousness.
"I was wondering if there were any fools to teach honestly. Give you guys... some, uh, that one. It's the kind of operation you can do all you want."
"Oh, that's a lot of confidence......... but are you okay?
Etta's eyes narrow and a mild, but provocative smile emerges as if playing a prank. When she slowly raised her index finger, she turned to Taro.
"I wonder if that operation could really beat us. I'm sure it won't happen again, will it? No deficiencies? Never? What if an unexpected irregular happens? Are there any miscalculations or sweet quotes in there somewhere? Really. Are you sure you're okay?
Question to be stacked early on in arrow succession. Taro still felt uneasy, even though he knew the other person was going trying to upset himself. The woman's eyes in the holograph seemed to be complaining that she knew everything, and Taro was unconsciously stepping back.
"You can win... you should... check over and over..."
When Taro distracted himself from the snake-like gaze of his opponent, he accessed a database containing details of the operation he was preparing as a trump card. On the side, Marl had been complaining about something in a hurry, but it barely got to his ear.
".............................. heh, that's enough. I'm sorry I scared you."
The intimidation until earlier vanished, and Etta laughs like a girl everywhere. Taro tried to say something back when he made it clear by shaking his head with a blurred vision.
Unfortunately, however, communications had already been cut off.
Etta of the Mercenaries, who finished communicating with Taro, the head of RS, was grinning with great relaxation and pride on the captain's seat.
"You're still Aoyagi. I just put a little pressure on it. What was unexpected was that BISHOP's communication bandwidth was so wide that it was unmatched. The performance of the ship must be incredible, but it means we can communicate about where we're going to need it. Fact is, something that was hard to read. Wonderful."
Etta speaking with a little excitement. Plus the lieutenant hammers, "Really?" "Yes," Etta exclaimed joyfully, offering one pulse chip for the deputy.
"It's obvious, but it's got the other trump card and the information on it. Sounds like we're going to inertially cruise through a lot of pre-fired live ammunition and let it enter the overdrive landing site. It was planned in the name of the dense forest. It looks like we've been shooting nearly 5,000 rounds, and it's going to be tough."
"............ I see. After the drive out, do you mean to target the fleet during formation? It's going to slow down for a while, so maybe it's possible."
"Yeah, right. Looks like we've accelerated to quite a bit of speed............... oh, what's going on? You don't look so good."
"... No, I'm fine. I wish I'd been in a decent bath with that, I'm a little relieved."
"Yes. Then take a break in your own room. But in the future, I'm going to have to get used to it early..................... oh, wait a minute"
Etta calling the deputy who tried to turn her heel back. She laughed a lot, I said.
"Keep the march speed of the fleet down to 70% now."
Lieutenant who hears that and shows surprise.
"Do you slow down? Not up?
To the deputy's question, Etta turned her gaze to the chip he was holding.
"Yeah, I am. I'd like to see him run all the way around because he wants to rush us. Sporadic battles can also be timed with live ammunition. Bullets are inertial cruises, so you can't adjust time that easily, can you?
Etta giggles at how she's good at it. "I see," the deputy nodded, grinning in the same way.
"After the passage of the live ammunition, you mean march slowly. Got it. Okay, I'll tell him that."
Deputy to show a proper salute. Etta wondered if she was really sick and surprised her deputy leaving early enough.
"Honestly, when I erased the barriers and accessed the database, I wondered what happened to you."
Marl looking chest suppressed and relieved. Besides, Taro gave a nasty laugh "hehe".
"I heard from Mr. Phantom and Admiral Sodo that they might read BISHOP. A triumph in the intelligence battle. And there were words that caught my eye."
"A word to catch?
"Ouch. You said there were three of us. You mean Marl, Etta, and Xiao Mei. Well, you're right from us, but from the other side, aren't you two? Two, android. You don't count for the number of people."
"I see. So you thought it was being read......... and then the word" buddy "went on, and it sure is weird. Unless Taylor's a muscled android fetish or information."
"Right now, the only thing I'm sexually harassing is raw stuff. I don't usually do that to Xiao Mei, and even if there was a spy over there... there's no chance that Ando would be mistaken."
When Taro said that and cut the words, he reflected his gaze to the radar screen. There's an indication of an enemy fleet slowing down gradually. Marl peeks into the screen the same way across from Taro and opens his mouth "Nevertheless".
"That was a real act. He seemed really scared."
Marl looking impressed. But Taro denied it, "I was actually scared," he said.
"He's probably doing something. I don't know if it's hypnosis or something more scientific, but you've got the illusion that all our consciousness is sucked into him just talking. It wasn't like being manipulated or anything, it was like being manipulated or something."
Reminds me of earlier intimidation, Taro shuddering at first sight. Marl looked incredible, but eventually nodded in small pieces as if he was convinced of something.
"Some people use BISHOP to manipulate visual information and impressions of something. Commercial and advertising agencies are taking this very seriously. Maybe it's not a story... By the way, how could you dare rewrite the database? After all, Xiao Mei?"
Marl in action. Taro tries to answer that, but instead, "Yep," he raised his voice from the side.
"Xiaomei can be connected to the terminal directly by wire, even without BISHOP, Miss Marr. It was an emergency, so I went into the nearest private room and made access to the terminal, but the momentum was too high and there was some scattering in the room. You have to apologize to the host."
Xiaomei, who had already arrived at the bridge, said with a faceless look at the lost right arm of his right wrist.
"Rocket punch............... you implemented it..."
A stunned look makes it all the rage. Xiaomei laughed when she saw Taro like that.
"Affirmative, Mr. Taylor. An extremely dangerous weapon that this constant person would never have thought of, namely the built-in propulsion mechanism and explosives in his own arm. The warhead is disposable, even though it has to be fitted with a dedicated attachment, with only two hands or two rounds of ammunition. Oh, what inefficiency. What a waste. A sharply pointed special weapon, located opposite versatility. However, a human being is a creature who loves waste and irrationality, and sometimes even calls it romance. If so, Xiaomei also loves it."
"Oh well. Yeah. I'm glad you figured it out too......... by the way, there was no human damage. You didn't blow up every room?
"It's a denial, Mr. Taylor. No damage has been done to the organism. But I've produced two destroyed Lovedores. Julia, Rosa and you each had names on your clothes."
"Alan's room... sorry Alan... and Julia and Rosa too"
Taro put his hands together towards the direction where the destroyed room would be, then checked the time of the electronic seal affixed to his wrist.
"Don't get attacked more often from electronic warplanes for slower travel. I know it's going to be a lot of damage, but even if it withstands..."
Taro raised his face when he was satisfied that the time indicated by the electronic seal coincided perfectly with the ideal operating time for arrival at the Delta point.
"Now it's our turn."