Magic Robot Aluminare

"I can't think of a plan."

Three days after recapture of the first village. We were reclaiming a number of villages while we came to the woods near the base of Kyren.

Now we're just sitting around in the nearby woods under the constant rain and discussing how to attack the enemy base of Kyren.

"How was Eldo going to attack originally?

I scratch my head to ask Leon.

"I honestly didn't think anything of it. I was gonna go in from the front and take down all the guys who came out."

"There's more to recklessness..."

"No, no, it's my fuselage to make it possible."

I really meant to attack like that initially.

But the rain that has been falling here lately has made it impossible.

The ground is badly muddy, and if it weighs as much as a carriage or a magic conductor, there is no problem, but when it comes to accepting the weight of the armunale, I remain anxious about the solidity of my feet.

If the fuselage is heavy and the ground is not solid, it will be easier for them to take their feet off.

In fact, I even slipped my legs a few times before I got here and nearly knocked out the fuselage.

It was the rainy day operation that I had done a few times, and yet my fuselage is too easy to fall over.

Well, on top of the autobalancer hanging up, it's partly because the left arm artifice gorge has increased the weight of the fuselage extraordinarily.

Oh, I miss asphalt...

"If only it would stop raining."

So crush and look up at the sky, but the sky is covered in thick clouds on one side and the weather is not going to clear very quickly. If we get down here, it'll take some time to dry, and even if we think about the second line of defense, we won't be able to wait that long.

"I can't help but disappear. We should look for the best option of what we can do now."

"Right. Even so, Leon was still in charge of that, right? I'm not good at thinking about maneuvers."

Ever since I was in the Academy, I've never been good at thinking about operations. I was originally the type of person who wanted to run around the battlefield, so I don't like to think about observing the battlefield from the whole and moving my allies like this and my enemies like this.

Honestly, you can just stick it in from the front and knock it all out. Well, I'm in trouble because I'm not going to be able to do that this time...

So, what do you say, Operation Staff?

"Since when did I become a staff officer... well, let's sort out the current situation at Kyren Base for now"

Under a rain-proof tent stretched between the trees, we spread out the plans for the Kyren base we brought.

The perimeter of the base is a plain other than the forest where it is now, and there is no place to hide and get close.

The entrance to the base is twofold: the direct gate to the base on the west side and the south gate that enters through the town. The inhabitants of the town are mostly finished evacuating despite the damage done, and the remaining inhabitants will be about old people who can't move or floaters who have given up a lot. I'm not saying you can die, but it's a low priority.

The base is roughly the same as Jakarta, with hangars and soldier dormitories lined up in the command facility. I need to see what happens to the tank of concentrated magic liquid (hi-maggia liquid) that I didn't have time to dispose of. If there's any left, we can use it after we recapture it.

"Structurally mediocre."

"It's hard to attack because it's mediocre. Ordinary, on the contrary, saves us the most waste."

"Sure. So, what's the operation?

"Better and best, which one do you want?

When Leon is like this, Better is a reliable operation that can achieve reasonably good results, the best is a difficult one, but if successful, the best can be achieved.

Shall I ask them both anyway?

"What about Better?

"Hostile supply units mount assaults at the right time to dive the gate. Once inside, the ground is paved, so it shouldn't be any different from the usual battles"

"I see, you mean we can do it with our strength. What's the problem?

"I don't know when the supply unit will come. And an assault with no idea what's inside. Prisoners will be killed, fuel and so on will be discarded. Worst of all, those responsible can get away while they're at it."

That hurts. If we think about the future, we want to keep the fuel tank safe, and we want to hold the enemy commander captive.

"So what's the best?

"Break in and grasp the inside situation. Then let me open the gate and we'll storm."

"It doesn't change what we do, but you mean we figure out what's going on inside and then we move"

"That's right. But breaking and entering can be dangerous, and trust matters because we don't move directly."

We have to wait in the Armunale and wait for our allies to open and close the gates. Inevitably, the people who infiltrate are someone from the Armunale squad.

Who would it be if we were to let them break in... first the maintenance team would be excluded. Their infantry abilities are such that they are working out at once. As a mechanic only, Maine spends most of his time touching Armunale.

So those are the two scoundrels? You won't be able to do it because it stands out as Cattleya. He's tall, and he just walks around and he catches his surrounding eyes. So it's Mr. Bunois? Mr. Bunois would also be able to get into the general army, but he must be quite physically depleted because of what he's been asking of a scoundrel in the rain. Then all that's left is...

"Do you use support maids for infiltrators"

"That's what happens. It's your girlfriend, isn't it?

"Oh, you mean..."

So whether or not I can send her on a dangerous mission at my discretion is the biggest problem of this operation. Damn, I'm still going to make a huge demand...

"Can you give me a second thought?"

"Yeah, either way, we need to figure out when the gate opens. Make up your mind by then."

"Okay."

One nod to Leon's words, and I'll put the tent behind me.

I was just about to say that I was headed over to Angus... but my feet were coming under the Armunale on their own.

I get into the cockpit and grip the lever without activating it.

This way we can concentrate.

Extra things are eliminated from my head and my thoughts are cleared up. I can no longer hear the rain and the feeling on the soles of my feet stepping on the pedals makes the feeling of my hand holding the lever more sensitive.

Well, what's the matter?

As far as my feelings are concerned, I don't want Angus on such a dangerous mission. But if this succeeds, we can reclaim the Kaylene base at its best. And I think Angus has the ability to just succeed.

I guess that's why I should tell you to come as captain.

But as my boyfriend, I refuse to do that.

The cockpit entrance was knocked con con as the thought spun around and continued endless arguments.

Looking back in surprise, there was Angus with a strange look on his neck.

"Mr. Eldo, thoughts?

"Ah, oh. What can I do for you?

"We're ready for dinner. I came looking for you because you're not coming to the tent when it's time."

"It's that time already"

If you rush to look at the clock, it's already around thirteen o'clock.

He was too into the thought bump to lose his sense of time.

What are you doing? I am. I said I had to draw conclusions as soon as I could.

"Bad. I'll be right there."

"Fine, but are you okay? You don't look so good, do you?

As I try to get out of the cockpit, Angus comes in the cockpit and glances at my face.

My expression in those eyes was so upsetting that I laughed myself.

"Is this operation that hard?

"No, that's not what I'm saying."

"Eldo, that may seem like it to you, but I'm so worried. Always watching your fuselage go out, Eldo's anxious to crush his chest."

Angus' hand strokes my cheek.

Soft, smooth, very warm palms.

"Even when I come back, I get terribly scared if my fuselage is broken. Eldo, I don't know what I'd do if you were hurt."

Feel Angus's anxiety in the warmth coming from his palms.

Slight but trembling. Very fine, so small a tremor that I wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't snuggled this far, but surely Angus' hand was trembling.

"So if you have a problem, talk to me, too. Don't try to hold me alone. Let me walk with you, too, Eldo."

"Angus......"

Oh well... has Angus always felt this hard?

It's so scary to just watch your loved ones heading to the battlefield rather than going to the battlefield.

I was touching my cheek, holding Angus' hand.

"Mr. Eldo?

"I'm always sorry"

"Huh!? What's the sudden matter!?

"This operation. I might ask Angus to infiltrate the base."

I was thinking Leon. Explain the operation.

Then Angus grabbed my shoulder and stared at me with sparkling eyes and a full smile.

Unlike my expected reaction, I get poked looking at Angus' shining eyes. I thought you'd be more scared or reluctant to go away.

"I mean, you can make me work!

"No, it is... but it's a dangerous mission, isn't it?

"I'm fine! I've been losing a little arm lately because of all the chores, just fine!

"Uh, looks like you're very motivated, and can I ask you to do it?

"Of course! Leave it to me! I'm gonna do everything I can to get my opponent's base naked!

"Oh... this is the anxiety..."

Really - you're really anxious. Especially when people are motivated to attack.

I guess I'll fight with a few more safety margins in the future too...

I asked Angus for an undercover assignment, vowing to change the way I fought.

Grabbing the lever in the cockpit and desperately trying to keep the foot pedal on, I'll keep an eye on Kyren Base.

Next to me was Leon's fuselage lurking on his knees in the woods in the same way, awaiting the start of the operation.

The day after I asked Angus to infiltrate. I've been waiting for a signal from Angus, who walked inside the base after the early morning supplies had arrived.

"Hey, isn't it too late for the signal?

"Still thirty minutes ahead of schedule"

"Right..."

Soon my legs are trembling and I'm poorly slammed. Keeping your legs down won't stop that movement. I can't help but wonder if Angus is safe from earlier.

Didn't the enemy soldiers find you? Weren't you hurt or something while undercover? No, I didn't think you were already grabbed by the enemy!?

"Leon."

"I would say not yet. Just calm down a little."

"No, but..."

When I'm alone, all I can imagine is anxiety. Oh, Angus, give me a signal! Give me directions to assault! 'Cause I'll be rushing right over!

"I know you're worried, but trust Angus for a little while. She's graduating from the Academy's Support-Made program."

"I graduated from the Pilot's degree in chief, too!

"That's not what I'm saying. Eldo, because you know she's got all that skill, so you ran this operation, didn't you?

"Of course."

Angus would do the result I wanted perfectly.

"Then stay put. Anxiety is a sign of disbelief."

"Ugh..."

That may indeed be the case.

I trust Angus. That's why I entrusted you with this task. And yet, even if I'm so upset, it's as if Angus thinks he might fail the mission.

Angus would make it a success. No, I'm sure you'll bring more success than success, great success results. That's why I have to wait. To ensure that the best opportunities Angus brings are in hand!

Sooo breathe louder and exhale all the air in your lungs.

"Okay, I'm fine. So, how long till the scheduled time?

"Ha... I'm already out of five minutes. Get ready."

"Oh well!

I'm always ready to move, as I was told. Wait for the signal.

One minute and two minutes pass, but the signal hasn't come yet.

I feel like my body is shaking out and my fuselage is nodding somehow.

Oh, not yet. Angus, you haven't!

And it was scheduled time. The signal from Angus hasn't come yet.

"Why won't you come!

"Calm down. Are there many enemy soldiers or are you confused by the liberation of the gate? There are as many possible reasons as there are."

"Yes, but! Yes, it is!

Even if I know, I'm not convinced. I want to step in the pedal and storm the gate right now. But that would betray my trust in Angus.

No, wait here, me.

And about enough time after the scheduled time, a fireball was launched into the sky from near the gate leading to the town side.

As soon as I see it, my whole body gets all hairy.

Immediately step in the pedal and jump out of the woods at once with your hips low enough to look like crowding as well.

A little late, Leon's fuselage also jumped out of the woods.

But I can't afford to match Leon's speed right now.

Angus gave me a signal. Then it's my duty to rush as fast as I can!

"Let's go now, Angus!

Launching the fireball will cause sirens in the base to sound and make noise in Russia. At the same time, the West Gate slowly began to open.

I storm there and let the fuselage screw into the clearance of the gate before it opens completely. The artifice gorge bumped a little and the gate was distorted, but well you wouldn't have to worry about it.

If I jumped inside the base, the soldiers still hadn't figured out what was going on were looking at my fuselage in a way that surprised me.

I shake the artifice gorge as much as I want to blur over those soldiers.

Then, with the wind pressure that rolled up, people would rise like dead leaves screaming.

"Angus!"

"Right here!

When I called inside the base, Angus jumped out of a nearby building and onto the shoulder of the fuselage as he blew a flare booster.

I only open the hatch for a moment and invite Angus into the cockpit.

"Dad, you're going to explain the situation. Storage tank for concentrated magic liquid (Hymagia Liquid) is safe. Fuel is still there, too. The hangar's packed with abnomules, not in the hanger. I'm just aligning them. Command was still in use, and the enemy commander wore glasses and was an uncle who felt concerned about his hairline. No more prisoners. All those caught were sent to the Empire."

"Nice reconnaissance. You've been doing a lot of research."

I stroke Angus' head glancing at the monitor from next to the cockpit. I've always liked this.

Angus also smiles happily when he is stroked in the head, giving me even more happy information.

"Oh, hey, monkey guard. Besides, I've been planting small pieces."

"Smallworker?"

"I pulled all the physical operators (senseboards) of the Magic Car that was at the base."

"You mean those guys can't run anymore!

Running away in the Armunale is too conspicuous, and if you were to run away, you would use a magic steering car or a carriage. If I can't use all the magic guided cars there, I can buy a lot of time to get away.

"That's the thing! Do what you want!

"Leave it to me!"

While receiving reports from Angus, the emergency scrambled abnomulets began to gush out of the hangar. The soldiers on the lookout who were led to the first fireball are also beginning to return, noticing this noise.

And Leon finally got under us.

"Eldo, it's too soon!

"No problem!

"There's only one problem! We don't have a lot of allies, so stick together as long as you can!

"Then Leon needs to secure the fuel storage tank. They still have a tank containing concentrated magic liquid (hi-maggia liquid). I'll destroy the people who came out!

"I told you to listen to people - no, that's enough! Then kick it all out."

That's my specialty!

That's all Leon left to say and ran out toward the one with the storage tank as he cluttered up and flew his impending enemy.

I take the harmonica pistole out of the artifice and shoot it at the fuselage that came running over me.

Essentially. The fuselage that was shot through the generator causes a small explosion and the fuselage is smashed and scattered.

Hmm, it's still a bombing when it comes to the battle of robots. Armunale, if it's a battle, we can't hurt the generator, so there won't be an explosion. That's pretty plain on the face as a fight, isn't it?

"From here on out, it's my private arena! Call me from the guy who wants to die!

"Kah! Erdo, you're cool!

With Angus' backup, we're going to be able to triple the speed of the usual!

I threw down the Harmonica Pistole, which ran out of remnants of ammunition, and pulled out my sword to storm the abnomules.

Meanwhile, Leon, who rode single-handedly under the fuel tank, stops to look at the aluminum standing in front of the tank.

There are abnomulets around who have been after Leon, but when they see that armunale, they stop the offense and stay around Leon.

"Raids on just two planes. How confident are you?

"I've been told to stay so far by those two planes."

"That's true too...... but we can't go through here"

"Kuk, right. It's an important fuel to support the front line."

No matter how much we use Operation Quantity by Abnomulet, the strongest weapon on the battlefield is still Armunale, and it has also been proven in previous battles that its power shapes the final battlefield.

That's why it's better to get a fuel tank here to win the war on this block. It was a simple mechanism.

That's why Leon honestly accepted Eldo's instructions and came here.

"He's still missing somewhere. Strong guardians are available to protect important objects. It would surely taste better to hunt a single Almunale than dozens of Abnomulets to make it work."

Leon nods his tongue in the cockpit. The expression is a smile.

But the smile wasn't from the pleasure of Eldo. It belongs to the hunter, with a vicious eye, as the serpent who targets the prey.

"Let me see how far I can afford that!

The enemy planes pulled out their swords. Leon drops the hips of the fuselage accordingly.

"You're going to get my score! Knight of the Empire!

The two blades bumped into each other, and the knights' onslaught began.