Each of the mercenaries had sprinkled around to see and grasp what was going on in the school building.
The children inside are not students of this school. Most of them are irrelevant. He says he is lurking here because of the right place to be based, but has also been raided several times by government forces and Lost Paradigms because they have already been known.
Truth was, with her new home, Krishna and Andrew, she was looking around the school building with a blonde girl who had lowered her three knits: Origa. He said he was fifteen years old. white, but was the owner of even more pale skin among them. White as fresh snow.
"What if you let mercenaries in and the girls get raped?"
That's what Origa said and was revolting at first when Mirko entrusted her with the guidance.
"You're kidding me. It's not a United Nations peacekeeping force, and you can't do that. Mercenaries are so connected on the sidelines, they know as soon as they do something bad like that, they dry in no time, they'll never be able to go to battlefield again."
"But our leader has no maneuvers around his lower body, he's a lollicon, and let's do about a numb - hmm. Oh, be careful because sexual harassment is defo."
"I can't even be careful, and if it's true, keep this guy away from girls."
The new home was murky and disputed, Andrew said something extra, and Origa was looking at the new home with white eyes.
"Did you guys make these eyeballs too?
Point to an empty hole in the wall and Krishna asks Origa.
"Yeah. When the U.S. Army people came, they opened it for me. He said it was much better than riding himself out the window and shooting him. In fact, since I tried to shoot you from here, no child has died in defense. They also reinforced the walls with explosion-proof seats so that they could withstand mortars."
That's what Origa smiles at. In other words, before that, there were many children who were shooting through windows and dying.
"Do the U.S. Army come here often? That would be comforting."
Andrew feels proud because he is an American citizen.
"Yeah. I can't stay here all the time, but it seems like they're focusing on touring places where kids are building bases and fighting. He doesn't want us to die if we can build the future. I've decided to have a good dialogue."
"Meliken has a lot of lolitas, so you're determined to be mean. You don't even realize that. I get framed null while I'm alarmed. Ha ha."
He was an oliga who spoke happily in full bloom of Meehr, but gave his face a funny look at the nasty flattery of his new home.
"What do you know?" Those people, well, they're already eager to help us, personally! We appreciate it, so don't insult it! Especially that Chief Urban Stuart thing, it really feels like a man in a man-- "
Stuart was dying just now.
Oliga's complexion changed as her new home pinched her mouth as Oliga was freaking out.
"He's dying..."
"I helped."
A new home with her hands on her hips and her chest stretched toward Oliga and said off with a Doya face.
"You saved Simon."
"Ha? I was the one who found out he was about to get shot in the stinger and reported it, and I thought it was my feat no matter what I thought."
True to barge in, the new home insisted in a resolute tone.
"I'm sorry - hmm. Our leader is a child in his head. Treat them like they're talking to elementary school kids. Still, it's a pain in the ass."
Andrew says with the intention of following.
"This bullet eye, the angle of shot, is outside the school grounds fence, you're aiming."
Krishna said as she peeked outside over the machine gun that was prepared for the gunshot eye.
"It's only natural that you should be so concerned."
"Excuse me. I've only had a few fights with guneyes before. I'm still inexperienced."
"Oh, no. I teach a lot at mercenary school. Nah. Let's have an opinion next time we get back."
"If the advice of the 11th president and a half new residents, you will go through"
"Well, I've been treated like a problem by the teachers over there."
"I hear that, too."
Oliga was truly speaking as her new home and Krishna talked as she walked.
"You're Japanese, right? And that nasty leader, too. Born in a peaceful Japan, why do you like war men? Besides, he's about our age."
"To build myself up. There's a reason you have to be strong."
Truth answers magnificently to what the thorny Origa says.
"It's enough to stick out of peace on purpose and come to a place like this, so I guess it's a good reason"
Not sarcastically, the thorns have yet to fall out of Oliga's voice as if to push. I don't really know what the circumstances are, but I got that impression as if we were using our own desolate country. And true, I was guessing that Oliga had that impression.
While walking down the hallway, a peek in the classroom saw the children still around the age of ten studying. The windows are stretched with plates and no sunlight enters them. It would be to prevent shooting.
(I don't even have a teacher, so it's self-study.)
I really don't understand the study haters, but if they decide and go by their own will that they need it, I think it's great.
He then leaves the school building and looks around the outside of the school grounds.
On the outside and inside of the fence, the furniture, the cars, the vending machines, supposedly collected there, are stacked and barricaded in a shitty way, with iron strip netting on top of them.
"Some of the barricades are also rigged with a directional mine, Claymore, which explodes when you try to force it to be removed, and the barricade doesn't destroy it, it's a trick to smash the guy who tried to get in. There's electricity running in the iron strip network."
Origa proudly explained.
"There was some help from the US military, but it was hard to get this far. This is our castle. This is a fine wall."
"Hmm."
The new home replied carelessly.
"What. You can admire me a little bit more or praise me."
"Don't say it yourself. And... no, nothing."
To the origa pointing lips, the new home clouds the words.
"Shouldn't we be clear?
Andrew ears at his new home.
"I told you... there's nothing you can do."
Where the new home exhaled, Charles, Alan and Elliot came.
Try to stay away from Origa, a new home that runs toward the three of us for a small run.
"What do you think?
Ask Charles and the others for their opinions on how this school works as a defensive hub. I didn't want that story to be heard, so I dressed up to leave Origa.
"I think I can stand a shootout. In fact, it seems like it's been outdone before. I can't come in on the property, so I have some free distance from the school building. But as soon as you eat a bunch of grenades and shells, you're done. Even though the US military reinforced the entire wall with explosion-proof seats, this level of penetration reinforcement."
"I generally agree. If you get attacked with your main hips, a fort to the point of falling in no time...... no, that's a fort moddle"
Charles expresses his views with a sinister look, and his new home is also shaded by his expression.
"The anti-government forces and the U.S. Army know that, so I guess they left it up to us, the easy ones to hire for the price, to take their place."
"I think it's better not to abandon the kids."
Elliot and Charles say.
"Origa, is that the little one? We're close to being mercenaries."
When the new home came back, one boy came and called out. Behind the boy is also Mirko.
He's a boy who wears a hat, looks adorable, and is thought to be about the same age as true. I grin slightly and see the truth as worthy.
"You'll see."
The truth, wearing combat clothes and carrying guns, says in return the boy.
"It's Ignaerts. A child who acts well with us."
Origa introduced it.
"Nah, you look beautiful, you have no image of a soldier at all, but it's odd that Aura is just as sharp as you are. I was about to roll out to the city with Mirko. Come with Oliga and the little mercenaries there."
A boy called Ignatz invited the truth with a teasing voice.
"My mouth isn't very good, but don't worry about it. He's not a bad rooted guy."
Mirko follows with a smile on his face.
"Why don't you come after your guide?
Mirko also invites the truth. Be aware of the other mercenaries, so that they can hear you.
"What are you doing in the city?
"Of course this is it."
When the truth asks. Ignaerts showed his teeth and bearded a nasty grin, letting him put a small gun up his chest.
"The mercenaries have come to fight with us, and they will, won't they? I'd love to see you."
Oliga also looked at the true one and said:
True takes sight of the new home.
"It's your nomination. Hungry ghosts playing with each other."
I just wave my hands flickering and give permission for my new home to go that way.
"How's Tomash doing?
"He's taking a nap. We had a rough time late last night, and we'll put you to bed."
Mirko answered Origa's question.
Along with Mirko, Origa and Ignatz, True left school. It is truly six months, such as acting with people my age or so.
Meanwhile, in front of the school gate, the three Charles will be dressed to rendezvous with the newcomers.
"The enemy is scattered all over the city. The anti-government side is fighting in a guerrilla way, but government forces and Lost Palatine soldiers seem to be scattered along with it."
State the information Alan has heard from the children.
"What do we do?
Krishna sees her new home.
"Nothing like this. School guards are our job now. You know, sometimes you go out and fight if you have to."
Said the new home, dropping off the back of the True Four.