I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

Ships that hide themselves from the eyes of people and machines with advanced stealth and optical camouflage.

Its hidden appearance is a touched small tanker, but its interior is completely different.

Heterogeneous shaping, with the exception of container sections widely prepared for personnel carriage.

An otherworldly sensation in which objects of Earth origin are thoroughly omitted, from design to texture.

Considering that there is no ocean in the world that is inherently equipped with that technology, we use them.

The mismatch of being floating in the Earth's ocean in disguise as a tanker on Earth.

Does the crew feel it at all?

It is that bridge that their key personnel are packing.

The bridge, to be exact, is a battleship.

Unlike any ship on Earth, the command post is equipped with manoeuvres, exploration equipment, etc.

Some armed uniformed men operate and guard, which reminds me of warships.

".................. Stinky"

A man daring to be upright immobile in front of a chair hitting the captain's seat squeals, so to speak.

super dark skin sturdy wearing thick muscle armor, Omega 1 thing Joyce Lonan is

I felt the back of my neck burning in front of all the war reports and monitor footage.

"Captain, is there a problem?

A red-haired female deputy who was holding back by her side.

Omega Two Things Shelly Ronan (...) tilts her neck at the words of her superior officer.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with the reports from the squadrons and personnel.

The Alpha team I used as the "" is already losing a lot of color as expected.

repeated requests for reinforcements, but the need to do so and help out is dim,

You can't lower the Alpha any more than other teams are still active.

I practically abandoned it, but there were predictions that it would originally be.

Alpha doesn't want to lose aggressively, but he's also not a person in trouble for losing it.

Beta breaks in through the hole in the field barrier prepared by the infiltrator.

Skill inhibitors were successfully installed everywhere, and the sponsor's request was also answered.

I have lost 10% of my fighting power due to resistance on the part of the school because of scattering all over the field, but that's all.

Successfully restrained faculty and special departments in various places while holding several others.

Delta was scratching around the temp battlefield but was unluckily encountered and crusaded with Freele.

Gamma is still waiting. I'm in a state of waiting for instructions from Ronan, the captain.

But along the way, I lost touch with Aria Banslett, an undercover operative.

"Omega 3 ─ There is no chance that this is the place to find out from Lieutenant Banslett's mouth.

I'm not the kind of person who cracks his mouth trying to be a prisoner,

I didn't tell you how to transport people in the first place and how to proceed. "

We already envisage the possibility of being arrested at the point of disconnection in their midst.

I was insured in the unlikely event that my identity was revealed beyond being an undercover agent.

"Oh, I know that... not that, but..."

Something's wrong. But I don't know which one it is.

It's hard to say that everything is going well, but overall, there is never victory or defeat.

"So is it still more time consuming than planned?

The problem with clarity at present lies in the fact that this operation is still ongoing.

More than five hours after the start of the operation, albeit in a maritime city with this vast lot.

We don't have to know if it's a clash between the military, and it's taking too long to hold off the apprentice.

"That's what bothers me.

I didn't expect the defense to lurk like guerrillas instantly. "

"Probably the result."

The students are too bulky to discover inside than they assumed.

And the special subjects students who wanted to secure it at all costs are solidifying and resisting.

It was a form of trampling but getting everyone together in an emergency.

"Did the inadequacy of emergency contact work against this one..."

As Shelley tells it, it was presumed to be a consequential story. For that reason, the average student...

dispersed to hide in a vast field, the special subjects students who want to be held hostage

On the contrary, Beta is struggling feathers, united and thoroughly fought.

"Captain, I was wondering if I should withdraw if I could give my opinion as a deputy.

Greedy and draining your power is the most foolish thing you can do as a commander. "

"I know, I am... but retreat in this situation is the next obstacle to any path"

If this is a normal battle, he is giving a withdrawal order.

The more time it takes, the worse it will be with overall force. There is no winning this way.

But this is the first formation of the Garen Brave Army formed to disprove the world.

Though the effect of attacking even the worst of the mainland of Kutoria may be sufficient.

I can't just suffer the stigma of leaving students engaged and withdrawing with little control.

If we, the warrior class, could not beat the average man on the battlefield,

That is no longer a question of doctrinal claims or effects.

"Then it's already our loss.

The raids we've prepared so far won't even beat non-combatants. Organizational claims, etc.

No one listens or expects… "

Though it was a thought based on the organization composed by the Garest soldiers.

I can't move a gamma that also has the mandate of a support unit for other teams for that idea.

It is difficult to support other teams or destroy school buildings due to the current low number of students held up.

The presence of other invading troops exposed to the defense forces, and the dispersed beta team.

They risk destroying each and every one of them. Unlike Alpha,

The brave army doesn't want to lose Beta, who boasts more than a certain strength and the largest number of personnel.

It is also not suitable for Beta reinforcements in Gamma, which is a small number of personnel.

And the voices of the soldiers who arrive here still have a glimpse of morale.

Withdrawal here could also have lost internal support.

"That's what we talked about, but those are things we already know.

I don't know how uncomfortable it is, but... when I put it in line, it's weird. "

"Is it structured?

If you ask me, this is a difficult situation to make. "

"Oh, you don't like this feeling. This has certainly happened before..."

I feel invisible hands and eyes overhead somehow.

I even have the illusion that I've become a pawn in a strategy simulator.

By then this war situation was said to be oddly too balanced.

It's like a battlefield set to stall our actions.

"... right. I remember that!

Same nasty feeling I used to have when I played with General Ortiz in mock warfare.

Always this air on his palm... "

He was finally able to put into words the maneuverability and intentionality he had unconsciously felt.

This battlefield is built by someone (...) and.

I hope it's too late.

But when he properly understood his discomfort,

Even the young and old, unlike anyone else on this occasion, had an unclear voice creeping back.

At the same time, someone's painful voice goes together so that everyone knows where it is.

'... Hmm, that's pretty automated.

Is it logical that most of the crew were resting slowly?

I can also snort that I've only encountered three guys so far on the lookout. "

"Oh, shit, gu... I want, gu!

In front of one terminal on the bridge, a black pigeon existed imitating a human form.

And that arm-like thing is grabbing and tightening the neck of one soldier.

He raised a bitter voice and was stretching his arms out to his people to ask for help.

"Who is it!?

Angry mixed inquiries, but violent with light bullets.

Unidentified, and reflexively close firing to the existence attacking his people.

Actions that prioritize the elimination of enemies over the destruction of terminals and instruments.

"Holy crap!?!?

─ ─ It ended up being a fellow scream, and the next bullet didn't last.

Blackjack shielded the soldiers who had captured the shooting fired by the soldiers on the bridge.

There was a barrier by the armoured terminal, but it was fired at the external skeleton level.

Before that, that can only be expected to be about a thin plate of defense against a pistol.

The stretched arm loses its strength and falls, and the red slips down there.

"... ah, but..."

"Mike!!

"Oh, I do terrible things"

In an instant, there's zero blood coming out from under the uniform that's filled with holes and dirty the floor.

His breath is still leaking, so he hasn't died, but it can also be considered a condition in which he has immediate medical attention.

But the soldiers boil down to the blackheads touching the terminals while praising them like other human resources.

Joyce, who controlled it with his hands, tried and asked calmly.

"You're the guy who showed up at the bomb noise at the end of April.

What are you doing to us... and “now”?

'Don't ask me more than one at a time. I don't know which one to answer from, but right.

Data suction now. 'Cause it's a hassle if you don't do this first.'

"Nah!?

"Ah, ah, captain, it's true!

Every piece of information has been retrieved... come on, no, I can't stop it!

I don't accept this operation at all, why is this happening!?

An operator-like female soldier in front of another terminal screamed.

She desperately manipulates it in front of her, but she can't stop the blackish outrage.

Then the red-haired deputy quickly switches his mind and gives instructions.

"Everyone prepare for the White Soldier, destroy anything and stop it!

They run, having switched to the knife system considering the armor in their hands indoors.

But there was no rush to it, and he threw one who was grasping at the soldiers.

"Guh, are you all right, Mike!?

"Ugh, oh..."

'Yes, yes. I told you earlier, the Earth's oceans are made of salt water.

With that, on your scratchy body... maybe it hurts a lot?

While the man in the lead is taking him in, checking the condition of his people.

As another soldier who was behind it pressed to jump over it.

For the first time there, Kuroshima told him that there was no context when he showed the white mask.

"What... Huh!?

I'm surprised what you're talking about, Joyce, but the next moment. No way. Breathtaking.

Didn't you tell me you had to do the data extraction first?

By all means, it's about what, before and after. And sudden scratches and references to sea water.

Besides, Joyce was thinking of a possibility.

"Each armor activated! Escape, hurry!!

"Captain what!?

It's a good read. It's late again.

The more you look at it, the darker and more incredible the blacker it blurs.

The tip of the arm-like object was suddenly wrapped in extreme light and swung down.

Flashes of a multitude of colors burned sight, slashing the bridge to the bottom.

It's like exposing a cross-section that was originally in that shape for just a moment.

The wreckage (hoof), which became two pieces, sinks to be swallowed by the impetus of the sea water entering.

The ships of different worlds turn into sea algae chips as they roar and whirl the tide.

………………

A group wrapped around the exoskeleton of it looked down stunned from the sky.

To Joyce's sudden instructions, but that's them, too, ex-military?

Almost all “of" the only "Omega team that stayed on the ship without marching out responded to it.

When the exoskeleton was activated immediately, it jumped out of the ship and escaped safely.

But.

"... Ku, Omega 2, how many are there?

Who was on the bridge. Who was on guard. The person who was inspecting the equipment.

Those who had taken turns to rest, eat, and sleep were on that ship.

His instructions reached everyone through the terminal, but not everyone here.

"Confirmed. There are currently 27 of us here, including me and the captain."

"Don't you have three... Hey wait, you said three!?

"Yes, there were three people on patrol. Perhaps they were the ones who said,

"Right............... Answer me, what have you done with those guys!!

As the keeper of the squad, Joyce is the same shadow that floats before us.

No, it was the voice of confusion that made me angry at the drifting black beard itself, but it returned.

"Well, what was it?

Did you let him pass out, tie him up and leave him alone, like he twisted his neck?

Or like you dropped it unconsciously in the ocean, huh?

I hope I forgot. A lot of attitude.

The black cunt speaks lightly with a pleasant voice that even feels a grin somewhere.

I didn't expect a more decent response than the original, but it's a response that's going to backstroke my emotions.

There is no guarantee of life in any of these situations.

Joyce erased the three faces floating behind his brain with his thoughts as a soldier.

"Reports indicate that you have eliminated terrorists on Earth who have previously attempted to invade Kutoria,

I hear you helped a student on the verge of falling victim to a bomb... still on the Kutoria side. "

"Heh heh, it's not wrong in the broad sense,

You're probably lacking imagination. Former Captain Joyce Rhonan.

If there are forces like you who want the chaos of the world, it makes sense that there is the opposite.

And it's... not necessarily a legit force that's public '

"What?"

In the dark, it describes itself as an informal, illegal, but unwanted force.

That, at first glance, can also be taken as a natural claim to nothing.

But the captain, the deputy captain, left the squad in a different way, blued his face at once.

"Everybody, Formation GM4!

Permit the use of all weapons! Take them down here at all costs!!

"Death to you! At least you'll definitely kill him!

This guy is a threat just because he exists! We have to turn it off here!

The hesitation, even if it arises, kills the doubt and spreads in an instant, the omega team surrounding the black.

Just what GM4 is inherently a formation for fighting small, high-ranking luminous beasts.

I ran nervous that the instructions alone made everyone comparable to it.

"Correct. Joyce Lonan.

I've guessed a lot now the danger of leaving me alone '

"I'm not kidding!

This is mass production, no what happens when you're alone!

A black one that snuck in without anyone noticing and without reacting to any security system.

A mysterious aurora attack that caused a small but small ship (tanker) to sink in just one blow.

They assume it's someone who uses some kind of device more than they can talk to.

Therefore, the fact that the forces with this, or this, are illegal is appalling.

Intelligence, assassination, sabotage. There is no such thing as an easy existence for them to do.

Even so, there is no inherently illegitimate existence.

Does surveillance and vigilance by state power make sense before this?

And you can never imagine that fangs can't be directed at Garest.

That's what caused Joyce and Shelley to jump their guard.

"A reward. Let me answer your question. What can we do for ourselves?"

Up, down, left, right. All 360 degrees surrounded by 25 exoskeleton soldiers, yet.

It is spoken with a magnificent but uneasy voice that is more creepy than frustrating.

"I thought I'd give you a name first, I'm sorry... but be a stepping stone"

A grin that sounds like you can still hear it in.

A voice that understands the look on its face without even knowing the contour of the shape.

I thought those who were in positions where the mask could be seen saw a distorted three-day moon beneath it.

"Oh, Him!!

Simultaneous shooting surrounding the subject.

There is not one soldier who does poorly, such as having a companion on a ray.

Anyway, if it's a riot, the dumb ass hitting a stray bullet on his buddy in this situation would be an amateur in the first place.

"... I think this is all you guys are ex-military."

The rain of the light bullets that struck the light-mouthed black beam simultaneously - everything slips through.

Someone's surprise and bewildered voice occurred all over the place and showed the soldiers' agitation.

Their shootings do not land as if they complain that they are truly stubborn.

"Don't be a wolf!

I'm just using the blur to avoid it on a single piece of paper! Increase the barrage!

Is that the best way to settle the speculation and upset?

Either way, the blackness tells you the right answer, with a mixed voice of joy.

'Hmm, it's hard to tell from the first glance, even though you're getting a prior report.

But... what's the rush? Do you want to hold me back here that much?

A voice laughing all the time.

And the only visible white mask, the eye behind it captured something.

Joyce is breathtaking. He said he was being noticed. And he said he was after it.

As soon as I realized it, I was skipping directions to each member in ideological communication before my voice.

"Oh, disappear!?

At the moment each moves according to it, we lose sight of the black beard.

The painful voices and shocking sounds of someone who sounded like it would go on. Fragments of steel dancing through the universe.

Joyce saw three of his men being bounced off by the remnants of the pitch black.

"Ku, you're not coming!!

Kuroshima is on his way. One soldier who was there spoke very strongly.

I shot my handgun with a statement that made me feel weak.

He had an earlier wounded soldier on his shoulder who was being transported in a responsible manner.

The exoskeleton retreats with him on his back, obscure even if it is entangled and conscious.

He tried to get his non-combatant buddies out of combat airspace, the Medical.

It was those who were supposed to support it backwards who were blown away first.

"Whoa whoa!!

Photon's bullet, which adds shotgun skills, turns into a shotgun and strikes.

That was a density that could even be described as a wall rather than a rainfall of light bullets.

If you want to avoid it, if you want to endure it, you can get a distance in between.

That's what the health guard thought. So.

"To?"

"Black” poked me into it with no bare hands to do anything.

The walls of the shotgun, expecting an instant stopping, couldn't stop that foot at all.

A mask that merely mimics a raptor breaks through as if there were no such thing.

All landing determinations by auxiliary AI mounted on the exoskeleton are misshots.

Irrational that he didn't hit it by sticking it in the wall of a bullet, not by defense or evasion.

Still, there is a hole in the barrage, which can be seen in his eyes as if eaten.

"Oh, oh, wow!!

Give up your gun to the shadows that are semi-frequent but looming, and take out your dagger.

It was no longer a time to resist with large or long weapons.

And then he pierces it into a jar like the darkness itself that strikes him like he's half abandoned himself.

Is the target going to intercept again? The arm - something like that - grows.

That moment when both sides' attacks collided exactly in the front. With the intense bursting noise.

The sanitary soldier's dagger said no. The arm that was holding it disappeared from his elbow.

"Damn, ah-!?!?!?!?"

The impact can't be done with an inertial control system.

The two bodies are bounced off like shells.

"Cains, Mike!

Joyce calls his buddy's name without being able to figure out what happened.

Another soldier who was nearby runs through the sky trying to get to the rescue,

At that time, the sound of a fingersnap sounds like some kind of signal.

In front of them on their way to the rescue, in the eyes of the others' monitors.

Two bodies wrapped in incredible light gradually disappear from their feet.

"We're on our way, Cains!

"Ugh... heh, what is this... wow!?

I stretch it desperately, frenzied, not even realizing my arm was missing.

The soldier's arm, desperately reaching out to grab at least that, just waved empty.

"Huh!? Damn!!

"Ahhh!! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Finally, even his mouth disappeared, pointing his sad eyes at his buddies like he was asking for help.

Both the wounded soldiers and the others in charge were erased from the scene without a trace.

"Hey, what... what's going on?

"Oh, I don't know.

I sensed a photon, but everything they've done is impassable.

Just the Omega 9 and 24 signals are totally lost, I did!

Always a deputy who should be depositing calm reports it with his voice trembling.

That makes the seriousness and creepiness of things extra emerge.

"So something...... keep looking, you mean they just turned it off!?

Its magical viciousness as if it were a joke and comes out in a gaga.

Ultimate absolute force (rule) that cannot be overridden without defined conditions or the same force.

It's stunning and awe-inspiring to see such a thing float in the face of Omega.

Or.

"Ki, you uuuuuu!!!

"How dare you two!!

"Where did you do it! Give it back!!

Fierce to the point of insanity. The three soldiers who couldn't grab their extended arms.

He storms unconsciously at the drifting blackness without even listening to the deterrence from the captains.

Still, each of the three depicted complicated manoeuvres in the sky and forced meat on the sole.

That's because of the thought or body stained air warfare manoeuvres of the ex-military.

When you are in the position surrounding the Kuroshima center, you stay in the momentum and lance and storm.

"Huh."

It was a mocking voice that returned against a spike from a completely different three directions.

And three (...) voices complaining about the metal sounds and suffering of weapons clashing between each other (...).

Each of them Lance had stopped in a different way piercing someone's body.

Soldiers' thoughts confuse with pain, shock and doubt. I don't know how much it was expensive.

It's a simultaneous melee attack on the same target. My buddy's position was taken off without even thinking about it.

"Hey, why?

What I was thinking came out of my mouth by accident.

And yet why did the sticking out weapon go toward the unarmed,

They had no idea if they were even poking their buddies.

"Well, why not?

That's where the advantages of blackness appear blurry without question to the other person.

The impact on the attacking side is enormous, even if the weapon was only violated.

And the suspension of thought in the name of that confusion is just a gap.

"Ha!"

With a short breath, the hand and foot-like area of the black beard simultaneously stretched out to three people.

Thoracic armor was scattered, arms bent toward the unarmed, and visors covering his face were crushed.

The protection of the exoskeleton does not pass. A blow that breaks through it with force moves scatters blood.

"--- Fall, sink, sink, gravity (Ga Gorga)"

Like he was beaten by mighty force after an indecipherable word that would squeal there.

The three bodies fall abruptly. The exoskeleton resists that with all its performance.

It was beaten to the surface of the sea without being supported in its own weight by gravity above it.

Three large water columns have risen but no shadow emerges.

"─ ─ ─ Eh!!

Everyone breathed that moment of silence.

The voice of a mood that hasn't been worded to break it looms black.

A shaken hammer struck the hammer with a sound that echoed cancer.

'... you're right again, Joyce Ronan.

Shooting, slashing, poking dots and line attacks are hard for me to guess'

"Fuck, he's coming!

groaning with remorse as he grips down the shaken hammer.

Joyce did choose the hammer for the idea, which also had a wide head area.

But the blow that struck me can't even shake it away from scattering black beams drifting in the air.

Some of it feels like it's being taken by an arm or something, not a flesh, from a response.

He just bites his teeth. Still, there's something he needs to hear.

"Give me Cains and Mike! What happened to those two?!?

"You were watching, you disappeared."

I'm angry at the concise and nothing more, and the response that doesn't matter again.

but there is no talent for bringing people together in this great way to seem to forget me.

"Raise your hand to the wounded and the health guards!

Even on that ridiculous battlefield on Earth, there's a treaty in that hand!

There exists a treaty that protects them both in their world and on Earth.

It's a battlefield, though. He also understands that intent is not absolute apart from accident.

But this blackjack was clearly intentional, and it was after them first.

That must have been a soldier. He had to ask. But.

'Huh, what does a guy who pointed a weapon at a child to protect say a dozen years ago?

I wonder how long you'll be a soldier, te lo li s t,?

"Become!?

The voice of surprise is not against insults.

Because the hammer's head, which had been stopped, was suddenly smashed and scattered.

Confirm as you renounce your arms and distance yourself with a reaction close to the Ta.

Words have a will to mock, but at the same time even anger emotions.

I'm pretty sure I'm human, but I don't even know “one or the other".

The word is Garest, but it was indistinguishable whether it was vegan or over the translator.

"So have we bought enough time for the captain himself to go?

"Oh, do it!!

The voice was pointed downwards. Fifteen soldiers formed a circle there.

The weapons in each hand are different, and the aim is one of the drifting black bears.

I'm already in the process of trying to force the meat on the black beard and the distance is not even 20 meters anymore.

"'Brow Impact'!!

Someone's scream signals and everyone uses their attack-based hitting advanced skills at the same time.

The formation of fifteen people, all of whom automatically make the same move, was thus of beauty.

However, each of them was armed with a shocking skill that was inevitable.

The blow becomes a wall of energy, penetrating the drifting black beard.

This is a shock used in terms of neither dots nor lines.

The timing hasn't come off, and we haven't lost sight of it.

Took it. Everybody thought so.

'Oh well.

If activation fits because it makes the same movement, will the movement fit on its own after that?

I see, was mass combat a prerequisite............... '

"Huh!?!?

Multiple bursting shocks stick in the sky. Make sure you hit it.

From their backs I was feeling, an emotional voice that sounded like nothing.

The hammer the captain abandoned was involved and crushed, but.

It's convenient, they trembled without knowing the other HR-like solitaire.

"Duh, how..."

I can't even look back and ask if I'm afraid to see it.

Naturally, they also assumed that they would avoid it.

So the rest of the members waited with their shells pointed at that prediction range.

However, such artillery players are also unexpectedly behind the assault role.

"Betty!?

Rarely did a deputy scream that real name, not the number, there.

And there we finally realize that we're already fourteen.

Reflectively looking back ahead, what they saw was one fellow being grabbed by a black beard.

"Hih!"

Someone screams at the tragedy. I can't help it.

Her appearance is as tragic as if she had been more shocked than the Brow Impact.

The armor that should have covered your body is mostly shattered and scattered and devoid of its original form.

The revealed face was also white eyed and unconscious, so much so that the original shape could not be solved.

The ugly, warped face is like that of a victim who was beaten by someone many times.

The undersuit is also worn out, and both arms are bent and drooling over the other side.

"Ah, ah, answer me, Betty!

"Oh no... be stupid..."

"You mean they broke through!?

The facts it shows are too simple and lucid.

There is no such thing. He didn't avoid turning back.

I simply punched through a point on the wall of impact. Probably with force moves.

It was unfortunately her who was bounced back with every skill of her own with that impact.

"Damn, let go of my people!!

'You just have to let go. Yeah, that's good.'

Words I wanted to sue all over rage, probably even until it didn't come true.

The honest, gentle voice color that came back to it was on the contrary too creepy,

In fact, Kuroku knew exactly what it meant to do it.

"Hoi."

"Become!?

Whatever. Her exoskeleton no longer has that body.

Then if you let go (...) you're not even floating, so just crash.

This is an altitude of approximately 1,000 meters. Freedom falls in life and clashes to sea level are fulfilled.

"I wonder if her endurance will hold?

"Damn!!

"In time!!

It wasn't until a few moments later that they went to the rescue.

Two soldiers chasing with such anger that even resentment turns around.

The remaining soldiers simultaneously slap their arms trying to stop Colle from moving.

Twelve blades strike so as to eliminate the gap from which people escape from all the surroundings of the blackheads.

But I found myself stunned differently than before by the feeling I had returned as soon as possible.

"What the fuck is this!?

"Kid, that's disgusting!

There was nothing avoidable or disobeyed. The response was too strange.

Each blade tip hit something soft, regardless of the physical blade or the photon blade.

It feels like I'm going to have the illusion of being wrapped up even in a cushion.

That's right, but the armed force that I punched in grabbed it forcefully, and none of it moved.

"Hey, get off me, damn it! What the fuck, what the fuck is this guy!?

'It's been a long time since you've reacted...... I didn't know you could miss these things'

The blackish attitude of emotional appearance is too normal, and that's extra horrible.

The other person is human. It's a person. Yes, it should be. But what is this?

The attitude of remembering manhood is backwards. Everything else is too puzzling.

It would still have been better if you had told me that this was an unknown intellectual life form.

This is the first time they have ever known that the indistinguishable uncertainty is so creepy.

"Get out of the way!!

The anger that reached them, frightened by the fact and hardened, melted its stiffness.

A reaction engraved in the flesh made the soldiers let go of their weapons and scatter them.

And then there were black bears drifting through the air with their arms poking around.

Light is imminent when strangest objects can be made but their presence is not tolerated.

Initially, firepower support from the shooter who was standing by to aim for the avoided ahead.

"I'm using a full armor bullet (skill). Don't think I can stand it!

The shelling, which can be described as a pillar of light emitted, is wide enough to cover the blackness,

It was thought that this time the other party had no choice but to prevent or avoid it. Even if it's avoided.

The other shooters stood ready to aim at every angle this time. But.

"To?"

Whose is the missing voice during the leak?

The pillar of light somehow - - bent at a distance between touching or not touching the other person (...).

It's like stroking an artillery shell with an arm-like thing stretched out, but with its meaning.

None of the soldiers here is exactly recognizable.

Even where the bent direction is.

'Do terrible things... Do you guys have a hobby for misfire?

So to the words pointing that out. They blued everyone's face.

The curved columns of light fell almost straight down.

Isn't that the same angle (path) that someone fell on?

And by the time I realized it, they had already been swallowed by the light.

"Ah, oh..."

Even screaming and painful voices blocked that.

The only thing that leaks out is something similar to someone whimpering.

Sometimes I was too distracted by the condition of a fallen soldier (Betty), but more than usual for a pair of blacks.

They widened and let it go, and they couldn't avoid it.

"Ugh, that's a lie...... oh, me, I shot it off, wow!!

And more importantly, with the addition of Armored Bullet skills, it's...

I even shot out two exoskeletons that were supposed to be safe and dropped the three of them into the ocean.

The stunned-faced gunner trembles and screams at the shock of the friendly fire.

"How dare you!

Joyce angers at the figure of his dropped companion and the grieving voice of his fellow shooter.

But he returns the words with a thick attitude, without the appearance of being evil to the blackheads.

'Come on, that must be the one who shot him.

I just defended myself. It's self-defense. '

"Cocksucker! I bet you went for it, you did!!

"You're kidding me!

Betty wasn't ready to fight anymore!!

"Hurt the wounded even more, you tyrant!

Intentionally targeted. And a second time. Their anger reaches its peak and they curse.

I've been accused of falling comrades, but I can't feel a single bit of pride in the way they fight.

Whether they fall into the position of traitors or not, their hearts are always in their homeland (Garest).

I have no intention of abandoning my minimum pride as the guardian warrior of that land.

No, this is for Garrett's sake. those who make the same thoughts,

It is too obvious to target those who have been fought and wounded. But.

'... that's what it is.

It would be better compared to the terrorists who attacked children with no field experience '

That was too easily cut and thrown away with such a word.

None of the teasing tones had any discouraging chills.

There is no one on this occasion who does not know who the word directs.

"Hey!?

"Don't let the military collapse call you great. Abandon that position,

You're the tyrants when you point your weapon at the people to protect.

"Oh, you guys, get up!

As if that word was a signal.

Twelve armies that were piercing the black jaws. That spear tip flips.

And when his black arm waved wide like a conductor, he was released like a bullet.

"Don't lick it!

While I was surprised, each of us stood by and said, "What is it?"

Who tried to intercept with a proud weapon. Users of advanced defense skills.

who put forth a stubborn great shield. who have moved into evasive action. Various actions taken.

"Oh, shit!?!?

Twelve meteors broke it easily.

The twelve sounds of crushing steel, tearing flesh and complaining of distress echo in its airspace almost simultaneously.

The unleashed weapon pierces deep into everyone's flesh as if it were to return to its owner.

Weapons flew away, skill shields were crushed, entity shields pierced, and evasion was discerned.

Blade breaks through his shoulder, Lance pierces his leg, and Axe stabs him in the stomach.

"Huh... what, so..."

An attack that transcends both the defense of the exoskeleton and the endurance of the person.

They are the only ones unilaterally defeated when they say it was originally their own weapon.

The dark pure photon covered the blade tip of the blade when it was released into the black.

It was sensed but flushed unimportant at exoskeleton side judgment.

"Ohhhhh!!!

What happened. What have they done?

There is a strong roar that draws awareness to the battlefield that has solidified because it is unknown.

"Ha, Captain, no! Back!!

Joyce just comes through one without asking the deputy to stop him.

That one arm was equipped with a knuckle that was incorrect with that of the giant.

Simple but powerful fist punch with full speed of the exoskeleton and huge mass.

It was a blow to the face by individuals above the gavel.

"It's not a mistake."

"Guh, shit!!

Even an entity that just drifts easily stops before the uncertain.

The lack of response as if an entirely similar shock had been bumped and offset.

Now, he feels stopped with his arms like a hammer earlier.

"Sure we are outlaws, but not treacherous!

I had to stand up for the world!!

'It's a conjecture. I don't need to do that at all. "

"Let it soak up, there it is!!

You can easily guess later if you grasp the position of the white mask and the arm that stopped the knuckle.

Even a big mess punches a battle axe into it by drawing a more accurate contour behind his brain than he can see.

'Isn't it futile... I see. Is this what this is all about?'

But even that stops with the feeling of being grabbed by the rest of your arms.

Even if you're convinced you're a person because you look swallowed up by a black beard.

I have the illusion that I might be a monster who looked like this for a moment, but I shake my head.

"I don't care!

Now retrieve the wounded and retreat!!

I won't let this guy through even if he's dead!

He activated a number of skills while skipping instructions in such a strong tone.

Use as much system stuff as you can to capture your opponent, and use full physical enhancement.

The chains, handcuffs, ropes, and shackles of the photon make the indeterminate black goose cross.

I can't move, my arms are holding my own armed both ways.

But it's pointless. Seal it in destruction, Light.

Another mysterious word that I couldn't translate was whined about, and I stood for a moment, Joyce.

But it wasn't the attack that got to him, it was the screams of the people who were supposed to have sheltered themselves.

Stunned by direct pouring of surrounding footage into his brain without distracting his gaze.

The twelve, deeply pierced by their own armies, were wrapped in a sphere of light.

"but ahhh!?!?

"What's up!? What's happening!?

"Ugh, guh, what... this, guh!!

"Hey, you all right! What the hell is this?!?

Sphere filled with white light. A wounded companion trapped in it.

Whether the interior is full of destructive power (energy) or there are multiple voices complaining of pain.

I wave my arms down trying to destroy them from the outside, but that's tough enough for a paralysis to run on my arm.

And the armor of the inner ones scatters sparks everywhere, repeating small explosions.

"Ugh, shit... no, let me out... please let me out of here!!

"Damn, I already have an exoskeleton, guh, guh!!

"How can it not break! Holy shit!!

While in pain, or is the pain inflicted by the light sphere intolerable?

I don't care about the bleeding from the wound. I don't even want to slap the wall of the ball from the inside on my samurai.

Anger and attack fly from those fellows trying to rescue them like that, but it doesn't work.

Joyce, who keeps the squad, was in a hurry recognizing their condition as data.

"Let go of my people! If that's what we're trying to get rid of, those guys should have had enough!

The exoskeleton barrier continues to be breached from all surroundings.

A cage filled with powerful photon energy with an aggressive direction.

They continued to be attacked by it without a full-body gap, and their armor was on the verge of collapse.

It is self-evident what would happen if it were poured into a living body that is gone.

"GO...... YOUNG...... SUN"

That's why I make an appeal that's close to pleading, but it's a mysterious count that's returned.

Is it because of your mind that the light of the sphere is getting stronger as if to respond to it?

"Dude, no way...... dude!

I should have restrained you with a trembling voice, I beg you to blacken what you are suppressing.

He's blue-faced to the answer I've imagined what that counts for.

"Ni...... Ichi"

But the opponent hasn't heard. The count goes on without precipitation.

I thought Joyce saw a distorted grin that couldn't possibly be seen under the mask.

"Eh, I'm telling you to let go of my men!!

Strike down your skills with as many weapons as you can use when you stop anything.

The blade is shattered, the skill is foggy, and the nigger just squeaks.

"... zero"

"Stop it OOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

The cry for a halt to grief is dispelled by merciless explosions and flashes.

Twelve large bombs enough to envelop a person blow up everything that was in its airspace.

Yet it filled its airspace with heat and light, which even seemed like a small sun.

Neither the eyes nor the ears, not even the exoskeleton sensors, help to cover the space before them.

The blast that blows everything up and the turbulent airflow doesn't give them the power to exchange either.

While I don't even know if it's being flushed or up or down.

My consciousness wanders far away from the shock that struck my whole body.

"Gu, ha, uhh, ha!?

It was the chillness of the slapped seawater that brought it back.

She drinks it slightly and rises to sea to spit it out.

If you look, the fellows who were not captured by the sphere were floating in the same way in close proximity.

"Ah, you, Captain... are you safe, uh-huh?

Shelley jumps over to her husband, who drifts to the surface, enduring the pain she complains of from all over her body.

The exoskeleton was preserved only in its original form, but in a semi-destructed state, without his own consciousness.

But she was relieved that she breathed small and had no major injuries.

But there you go.

"Hmm?"

I caught sight of some fine fragment falling from the top.

And I immediately understand that it's what I'm wearing right now.

"Oh, ah!!

Whose voice isn't such a screaming word?

Some of the exoskeletons that no longer know where the parts are come down from the sky.

But there was no shadow of those who wore it there.

……………

Instead it was slowly descending like there was nothing black drifting.

It falls to the surface again so that some of us can lose our hips, but no one can afford to care.

Alert or afraid. Whatever. Forget to breathe. I can only follow that descent with my eyes.

So after plenty of time, Sole stepped down to the sea level in peace.

Easily make such an explosion, in a flat appearance while at its near-explosive site.

"Ko, I surrender.

Be quiet, be a prisoner, and be honest with the investigation.

So, my men... "

Shelley tells with a pale, emotionless narrative, but no one speaks no.

It doesn't make sense if the other person is a person or a monster anymore. There's no way you can win, it's not about the extent.

How do I fight an opponent who "hasn't even gotten into a fight” in the first place?

"What, are you mistaken?

"... Huh?

It's a chilled voice that returns to a broken voice of war when you increase the damage just by resisting.

"I'm not in a position to catch you,

Nor does it carry the obligation to treat those who surrender as they are bound by the treaty...... no?

First of all, Colle reputes himself as an informal and illegal force. If so,

There is no way you can expect defeat to be treated properly where you have indicated your will to surrender.

"Hih, ah, ah... Yikes, no!!

Do we meet the same eyes as the others?

There's no mistake in that. Someone finally succumbs to fear and flees with us.

But no one around me would ever react to it. Some of us are smart.

Because I had no expectation that I would miss that.

"Take My Will, Water (Whata)"

The sea water jumps.

Neither the first soldier to escape, nor the one who was unwilling to be slight.

tied up equally by a number of thin water columns that sprung up.

"Ah, you!!

Makes it look like a whip. It seals the limbs, ignoring resistance and screaming.

He took away the body he was supposed to be holding and screamed aggressively and reached out, but he couldn't reach.

A relaxed body was tied to a rope of water and hung just like itself.

"No, no, I don't want to die! Let me go, no, no!

One of them was crying out loud, but no one could blame it.

Everyone here is in a similar mood if you expose your insides, with any degree of difference.

Instead, there was even envy for those who could honestly spit it out.

"Stop, whoops, whoops, whoops--"

He sank into the sea. Dragged into a restraining water column, light.

After a long time, the air bubbles were scratching there, but the number gradually decreased and disappeared.

Those who remained here without knowing the sea, such as what had happened, understood.

If you noticed, there would have been thirty. There are only six more Omega teams.

There were those who realized it was pointless to cry and resist.

"Now, why don't we make a deal where the noise disappears?

The Deputy Captain of Omega, former Lt. Shelley Rhonan. "

"Tori, hiki?

If we were to sink our men into the sea in the normal course of time, and they would tell us to do that as nothing.

My inner heart alone would be fierce, but now I had even given up on angry emotions and lost them.

Rather, I feel something like hope in the word "deal" and listen.

"Gahen, give me information about the brave army and all the organizations and individuals associated with it.

Then let's promise we won't take our lives just sticking it out to the defense. '

"Oh, ha..."

Shelley was going to respond to any deal it made.

Other than that, I didn't see a way back alive for a few of the remaining people on this scene.

But there is hesitation in that demand. There are too many people to sacrifice if we talk about it.

Their fierce hostility towards themselves is felt on their skin. I'm sure they're all just sorry.

As commander, I can't put the lives of several people and thousands of constituents on the scale.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

One sank into the sea again to blame for that moment of hesitation and disappeared.

Seeing it with a stunned face, Shelley glances back at Blackie as she is.

It is suspicious that the human eyes seen behind the mask may see themselves as people with no emotion.

'I don't mind saying no to anything. Your fate will run out here.

We're talking about the extent to which the life expectancy of the brave army increases by a couple of days. It's just a matter of time. "

He talks about simply saving time with a voice that seems troublesome like its backing.

She understands without reason that it would be true. I thought I could do that.

Then which path is right for me? The quickest I could think, I answered.

"Say no."

'Well, may I ask why?

"Hit it, haha, it's like that, uh--"

Someone was swallowed by the sea behind a voice that I couldn't feel without any shaking.

Bite your lips to discipline a moment of guilt and relief that wasn't your husband.

"... we are better prepared to scatter our lives in the battlefield than we were when we became soldiers.

Besides, we lost the organization where we were helped in favor of our enemies, and we have no way to live.

If you don't have a chance of winning, at least leave the living behind. Even if I die, I won't give in to you!

What we decide to do necessarily gives birth to the brave men who worry about the second and third worlds!

As long as there are those who follow... "

"Ugh, guh, guh, guh!!!

"─ ─ ─ Joyce!?

The voice of agony unlike ever before so as to block the proclamation of her determination belongs to her husband.

If you turn your gaze reflexively, the water rope that binds your limbs is tightening its neck.

The pain brought back consciousness. He was staring at the black with his blood-running eyes.

"Unfortunately, your presence and this incident will not be recorded on the face of it."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"What?

What do you mean?

Even Joyce, whose tightening temporarily loosens and breathes constantly, asks with her eyes.

"This is what Teaching Freele Dunage told the students when your invasion was found.

"This is a special exam," he said. You know what I meant when I sent you that message, right?

"Huh!"

Both names perceived the intention with a stunned face without a voice.

Eliminate the upset and confusion of the students by turning them into exams and hide the facts.

Understand the meaning of their dispersion and strong resistance, although not slightly feminine.

"And as long as you disappear, it's easy to externally turn it off as an exam.

I didn't forget. why I was uncomfortable with all the reports. '

Look at this. Blackjack took the same soldier device they had from somewhere.

The screen was manipulated to open more than one - twenty - space monitor in front of them.

"Huh!?

"Huh?"

They couldn't understand the sight shown in it. I didn't want to.

The Alpha team were all disarmed and transported by convoy from the port.

Beta faces dispersed all over the place were tied up by students and teachers.

Delta is unconscious to all, and one of them has no original face or exoskeleton.

Gamma seems to have breath but a devastating state one step ahead of the corpse.

Alia, an undercover operative, had been rolled into the earth in a tied state.

"Ugh, that's a lie... those guys are dealing with kids..."

"At all... Mezu, did you? Oh, no, it's a lie!

Earlier reports and it's like a situation, eh, no way!?

'That's not true, Shelly Lonan.

Your network has been under my control all along the way. "

Both the reports and instructions were twisted for convenience.

That's what they're taught. They're restrained, yet they lose power from their bodies and minds all at once.

That's not a battle anymore. I'm alone in front of you.

Aren't we just talking about manipulating the pawns on the battlefield, regardless of enemy allies, to create a battle?

As I had just anticipated such a mood, Colle denied it.

"I'll tell you what, it was part of the Delta that I got my hands on directly.

It's just another force that's been attacking you on your plan.

I had a meal, but naturally the handles belong to the students who fought directly and won... '

So once I cut off the words, Blackie took a peek at each of the four remaining faces.

As I pleaded not guilty, as I insulted him, but merely told the facts without discouragement.

"... yes, your power has lost the desperate quest for the children's future."

"Ewww!!!

At the same time, a certain, shaggy, and.

A pride as a warrior of Garest who continued to hold even as he fell to the rebels.

They whispered as they felt it make a noise and collapse.

Even on the battlefield where it was performed, its victory and defeat belong to us. Then we lost.

Eight years, when we disputed the government's decision and prepared ourselves to withstand even diving underground, are over.

By children who were underestimating the existence of such mysteries (kaibu), who were not sure who they were.

'Well, still, can't you tell me?

We can no longer even show the world our doctrinal claims and existence.

And as it is, we are undoubtedly erased by this monster.

Everything goes to nothing, and I can't show possession or harass my enemies.

While great despair and helplessness precede me and my head doesn't work well, I sink into the sea alone again.

"Ah!"

'Make your decision quickly. Unlike you, I'm not free.

And think about it. You're the only ones who are in danger of life right now. "

Otherwise, everyone will be arrested to whatever extent they are injured and treated in accordance with the law.

But only a few left here are destined for this blackhead.

The last remaining subordinate summons to its injustice, the inequality beyond heaven and earth.

"Talk to me now! I don't want to die in vain here!

That's all we can do anymore, so talk confidentially or anything!

Are you going to kill me?

"Oh, I didn't mean to..."

"Hey, what, no information on the home of the executive force (us) or other constituents?

I know a few sponsors, and so just miss me!!

Whatever it is, I plead with a desperate voice to help myself alone.

The Lonans looked stunned like they were shocked by it.

Wasn't she a fellow-minded person who cared a lot about her surroundings?

Does it make no sense to have an absolute existence before then?

"It's a human attitude. Differences in the world seem trivial.

I don't dislike it at all.................. I still feel bad '

"Hih! Oh, do, sink, hey, hey!!

I, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh. "

She sinks just as uncomfortably as she ever did when she desperately raised her voice.

The figure quickly became invisible, shaking the puked breath bubbles small on the surface of the sea.

Shelley couldn't keep looking until the end.

"... it's finally just you guys"

All my companions, who had suffered with me since my military days, were wiped out.

Easy by just one, albeit unexplained, Kaibutz.

And they made us understand that it was their turn next, without question.

'Oh, don't worry, Joyce Lornan. Not your wife next.'

against his blood-running eyes, which could only see his companions sink,

She's the one who screamed before anyone else at the words Blackie said.

'Cause that means.

"Hey, don't"

"Grr, shit, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Once again the rope of water wrapped around her neck shrinks and torments her husband in front of her.

You're tighter than you were earlier. You don't even have much breath to leak.

Its mouth was opened in vain, screaming for pain, as it sought oxygen.

For some reason the arm that is being freed is desperately trying to remove the water rope, but the target is liquid.

A move that makes no sense just to water your neck.

Shelley had been made to witness with certainty that his life would disappear every second.

"Hey, Joyce!!

"What will you do, ma'am?

Were you at that distance at some point?

She couldn't even afford to be stunned by the pleasant voice whispered in her ear.

You know that. That Kaibutz confuses her with a sweet voice.

"You know what?

Suffocation death is ugly...... cramped around and drooling manure.

If that's all you need to know about your husband at the end of your life, I'll go out with him.

You're the one who chooses......... Hey, what do you want me to do?

That's the softest and kindest voice ever uttered.

However, it was thus the whisper of the frozen acma of the most spine.

No more readiness, no will, no meaning left for her to poke at it.

"I'll talk!

I'll tell you everything I know - - - Help him, please!!

That's all I need anymore. Just make it happen.

I can't even remember myself a few seconds ago what I was desperate for.

Anyway, it seemed cheap at any price if this nightmare would be over by now.

"Yeah, I wanted to hear that word."

relieved by the loose rope of water and the figure of my husband, who was still breathing,

I was wondering if you would make such an innocent voice with Acma in the legend and legend of the Earth.

I thought blurry. The last thing she did was give up all her thoughts.