Magic Robot Aluminare

The day after the raid on the King's capital. The news was also delivered to Enahat, the front-line base of the most pushed ε-block.

But only the commander and deputy commander, the commander-in-chief of the soldier squad, and the captains of the Armunale squad were asked about that information among the bases.

And some of them looked like Battis Oban, who had just been promoted to captain the other day.

"His Majesty has collapsed, and the Second Prince, Youg, has died."

When the commander conveyed the information he heard from the transmission, upset ran to everyone.

Naturally. The two men who had previously held military control died at the same time. The impact is immeasurable.

"The enemy, what happened to the enemy that has raided!

"He's still on the run. He's escaped to the Gamma Block, and the Third Armunale is after him."

"What were the Kingsguards doing! It would be a Kingsguard for a time like this!

"Totally."

The captains complain about the Kingsguard knights who failed to serve in a mouthful. From their point of view, the members chosen as Kingsguard knights are both objects of admiration and jealousy. If they were to fail, they would naturally complain.

"That's more of an influence than that. The raid on the king's capital is undoubtedly the enemy's plan. Then there is the possibility of throwing up that upset and going on offense"

"What's going on with the enemy's movements? Thirty-seven must have been in charge by now."

Batis answers the command's words.

"There has been no change in enemy movements so far yesterday. I'm retreating just to see how this one goes. Maybe he was looking into the base upset."

"Hmm. Like I told the guard squad to be more vigilant from above."

If the enemy is watching us, it could even be on the offensive tomorrow. In doing so, it's not hard to predict that weapon coming down.

The installation of the machine gun to deal with it has been overhauled, but the command did not seem to be enough. Even at the base of the first line of defense, he has been similarly assaulted by Avila Bomb, but recalling that time, the commander grips his fist hard.

"We can't lower the defensive line any further. Be sure to guard this place down and mount an offensive after the rear (Wang Du) stabilizes. Take care not to fall too hard on everyone. And don't let the soldiers down for information about the raid. If this is known, it could be pulled out of agitation."

Copy that.

"That's it. Everyone, please return to your quarters."

In the words of the commander, the meeting was dissolved and Battis returned to his place of business.

"Good day, Captain. What was the meeting about?

Returning to the fuselage hangar, where Battis is in possession, the boy with the head of his nose dirty with oil spoke as he slapped his shoulder with a wrench.

It's Nylei, a member of Batis' squad.

"It's a little novel. I'll be out on the offensive in a few days, so I thought I'd take care of my English."

"Really? The rebellion has finally begun."

I hear it's a disobedience operation, and the look on Nylei's face brightens.

The atmosphere of the entire base had been dark since the front base was retreated to the second line of defense.

When the Batis were assigned here, it was almost enough to be a losing mood. But being able to hold on to his enemies at this base was healing the soldiers' morale a little bit, and some of them were raising their voices to hope for a rebellion, like Nylei.

Contrary to the delightful Nyray, Battis gently shrugs her shoulders and sighs.

"Well, we're probably backwards anyway."

Nothing. I didn't feel like saying that disobedience was troublesome or disgusting. On the contrary, he wanted to break out on the battlefield because he also received a special plane as Batis.

Sometimes, however, it was called a front-line base, and furthermore, this was the most pushed in, and there were currently twelve Armunale squads gathered here.

When we get to this point in number, naturally there will also be an up and down relationship.

As for the Armunale Corps, all the troops are supposed to be in the same ranks except the First Kingsguard Armunale Battalion, but there's really something out there that says walls by age than being human.

Batis had an unusual promotion to be captain of the Armunale squad at eighteen. Some people naturally don't take that for granted.

The same story is likely to come up in Eldo, but in Eldo's case, he was crushing the objection with that effect. As a result, some of the depression has focused on Batis.

As a result, Batis was always kept in the rear among the Armunale squads, helped to guard troublesome bases, transport supplies, etc.

"For now, get your fuselage in perfect condition, and it's a stargazing party. Nylei should get some sleep. Skip it and you'll get fucked again."

"I know. Everyone else is hypnotized in turn now. You can always use the fuselage."

"Oh, well, then I'm gonna give it a whiff."

"Until the start."

He said, "I know."

Batis waves gently and climbs onto the fuselage.

I got into the cockpit and started the fuselage.

Various monitors are running and the fuselage status is displayed on the screen.

"Yeah, yeah, that sounds good. I'm not returning the response I wanted."

"Naturally. We're doing everything we can to fix it."

I heard voices from behind, and if Battis looked back, Nylei was glancing at the cockpit.

"But are you sure? It's a dedicated machine, but it's still pretty much normal, isn't it?

Battis' fuselage is not equipped as bizarre as Eldo's fuselage, nor is it in the cockpit.

It was a fuselage with basic equipment intact, and the sense of maneuvering was almost the same as the Academy's practice machine.

Although the power is increasing due to the development of generators and the evolution of physical operators (sense boards), it is the adjustment around it that makes it possible for anyone who graduates from the Academy to board.

Batis' squad members also said that everyone could modify more or change their arms freely, but Batis didn't give in as hard as he could.

"Well, it's true that the normal fuselage may not have been better than the dedicated aircraft. But this guy doesn't have any flaws. It can be quite effective in any situation and is also the aircraft on which the arms of the most manipulators are questioned. It's perfect for me, isn't it?

"That sounds like you're the best."

"That's what I'm saying."

Batis grips the steering lever with a cool laugh and pushes the hood pedal in.

The generator's output rises and severe vibrations are transmitted to the cockpit.

Captain, you can't do this.

He said, "I know."

In the wake of the attention from Nyray, Batis dropped the increased output.

And stop the generator completely as it is.

The light disappears from the panel of the fuselage and the cockpit is enveloped in darkness.

"Sure, I was the chairman and I couldn't graduate, and I couldn't beat him once in the end. But that's why I didn't mean to admit I was second. At the end of the day, you can beat him, and I'll insist I'm top of the line if I'm manipulative."

"It's a big dream, but isn't it a little too reckless? He's about Erdo, the skipper."

A wristman. Among the front-line soldiers, Eldo's visibility with his name recently was a nagging climb.

He appears refreshed at the front-line base and slaughters many enemies with one arm. The figure behaves like a precision machine that cannot be imitated, sweeping the enemies that push at it in a perfectly godly manner. It's a fight, not a fight.

Said it was no longer a ravage.

As the Kingsguard knight of Princess Ines, those who stand still kill relentlessly.

Everything is for the princess to love. Eldo's heroic battle, spoken of even with such a mysterious tagline, was enjoyed as a knob of booze at the base and in nearby town taverns.

"Wristman, hey. He usually uses his left arm now."

At a time before, the left arm artifice gorge had become somewhat Eldo's free to move. So, to be precise, it's a mistake to say arms, but Battis left them because it's a pain in the ass to point that out now. The result is this.

"But I hear Mr. Eldo's fuselage isn't functioning properly because his left arm is in the arsenal and he has no joints, right?

"Ha, it must be"

I can only use it as an iron pole or as a shield for defense. Indeed, questions would arise if they were told that it was a left arm.

"Well, I don't care how he fights now. The thing is, he's definitely strong."

Eldo's strength is well known. We fought many times during the Academy, and we've actually been out on the battlefield together.

Such is the escape of the enemy planes that Erdo attacked the King's capital.

"The enemy of any strength."

Battis remembers what he just heard, and he takes one small one. That word doesn't sound like a nylay.

"Did you say something?

"Nothing. I'm going to bed, too."

"Ah, yes. Good luck."

He jumped off the fuselage and dropped off Batis after the hangar, and Nylei snapped his neck again.

Evening. As the base stained red on the western day, an alarm sounded on the frontline base.

He said, "Come a little later!

Sleeping in the hypnotic room, Batis jumps out of the futon and grabs his uniform and rushes out to the hangar.

The alarm that is now ringing on the base is an anti-aircraft alarm that has just recently been implemented. In other words, it is an air raid on Avila Bomb.

"Everyone's here!

"Yes!"

"You know what a siren means! In place immediately! The maintenance team is ready to evacuate! Don't forget to store combustible materials!

In accordance with the response manual during the Avilabomb air raid, Batis gave instructions to the members of the unit to activate the fuselage.

"Battis, we're leaving!

One shout, Battis' fuselage jumps out of the hangar. And from the outer walls came under the soldiers carrying out imperial side security.

The soldiers are already in preparation for anti-aircraft machine gun fire.

"Soldier Commander, the enemy is"

"Confirm luminescence in east sky, number unknown"

"What's going on with the Abnomule squad?"

"We're putting it out sequentially from what we can send out. It's lined up outside the outer wall."

"Copy that, I'll command you. I'll take care of the machine guns."

"Yeah, leave it to me!

Battis goes outside the base, grinning bitterly at the soldier chief posing to create a force bubble on the outer wall. There, as the soldier chief said, the kingdom's abnomulets were lined up to prepare for interception.

"You know how many more planes I can get?

Twenty planes are possible.

"Then go deeper. The gate's gonna catch you."

"Excuse me!"

I give instructions to the abnomulets, who were about to line up in turn from near the gate, to have a drink and move on to the back. In the meantime, the abnomulets who came out of the base continued to line the outer walls.

That number is roughly thirty. This is almost all of the Abnomules deployed to this base right now.

Abnomules are still being developed on a steep pitch in plants, including Wang Du and Fortran, but not so many are deployed due to the number of frontlines.

However, it is still a fair amount to accommodate Avila Bomb. The Abnomules, equipped with harmonica pistoles, have a lot of strength.

"They'll be here soon! Harmonica pistolette in the sky!

'Yes!'

Abnomule pilots are desirable from academy fallen students, maintenance disciplines, etc. Therefore, proficiency is equal to sweetness and no actual experience.

Batis returns the monitor from sky to horizon, wondering if it's okay with the Abnomulet pilots returning a nervous voice.

And when I hung the zoom, I saw a shadow in the back of the dark.

"Chip, I knew Abnomule was putting in too. How many armunales do you have?

Multiply the zoom further in an attempt to confirm, but it is impossible to distinguish Abnomulet from Almunale in the dark.

Eventually he gave up discernment and Batis drew the attention of the kingdom's abnomulets.

"You guys, watch out because the Empire's mass production type is coming. After Avila Bomb comes down, it's gonna be a fight."

Copy that.

"Well, that means our prey."

The voice was heard from inside the base. And out of the gate came the five Armunales. Put your own weapons on each of them, they are already in a state of battle.

"We'll do the ground one. You guys just watch the sky."

"I was just hoping to get busted."

"Battis, take a look at yourself. It's your job to babysit."

"Heh. So, Captain, what happened to the others?

I still ask about the rest of the Armunale squad, wondering if that's what happened.

"The others are on defense inside the base. It doesn't mean the guy from yesterday isn't coming this way."

In front of some general soldiers, I misled with yesterday's guy, but what it shows is definitely Avilla Bomb with Almunale that assaulted the King's Capital.

If that's the case, they could break into the base with momentum, even if they shot him down. They left five planes as a response at that time.

"They're such bad luck. I'm not staying on this bonus stage."

"Must be."

"Captains, you don't know how many Armunales they have, so be careful."

"Ha, leave the people hiding behind Haribote alone."

"Anyway, if the guard is stripped off, you'll go home on your own."

"Pay attention anyway"

Though I don't think I'm going to ask anyway, I'll give it a heads-up.

And looking at the sky, the Avila Bomb herd was getting a lot closer.

"Abnomulet team, follow my instructions and start firing."

Copy that!

Batis also takes a magical firing stance and prepares for Avila Bomb. In the meantime, the other knights have already marched out of the base to crush the Empire's Abnomules.

I sigh in awkwardness at that attitude I am not willing to protect, and I glance at the approaching Avila Bomb.

And he raised his voice at the same time that Avila Bomb was in the range of the Harmonica pistre.

"Start shooting!

The impact, along with the dangly intense sound, transmits air and stimulates the tympanic membrane.

Bullets fired simultaneously, many of them detached from Avila Bomb, but several of them strike directly and cause an explosion.

The sky glistened at once, and the darkness that was beneath it lit.

There you are, massive abnomules. And besides that, the Armunales are coming out to the front.

That number had exceeded ten aircraft, preferably.

"What is this number!?

"This paint, mercenary!

"Shit, retreat! I can't do this number!

Batis also unleashes magic to ensure the number of Avila Bombs is reduced as the enemy is discovered and flaunted by the Armunale Squad of allies who begin to swoon and retreat simultaneously.

Abnomule and the machine guns dropped quite a few avilla bombs.

And then Batis magically and securely handles the leak.

"Avila, you're going to figure something out about Bomb."

Without Avila Bomb with Concerned Almunale, the Avila Bomb herd is all shot down without a single shot reaching the base.

The ground was in pretty bad shape compared to the sky with the best results.

The caught up Almunale is surrounded and driven.

"Shit, they're just mouth people."

The full operation of the generator eliminates heat and Batis moves the fuselage to the plain to help them.

He pierces with his sword the unity of the abnomulet, which had come to the nearby field, and knocks it down if the rear unity is not put together.

"Captains, how stupid are you doing! Let's get you back to base! We'll rendezvous with the rear units."

"Oh, my God, who are you ordering..."

"I'm surrounded. It's on you! If you don't want to die, obey the adults!

"Chip."

I heard a loud tongue-in-cheek, but apparently I agree with the retreat.

Using the path Batis has cut open, he slowly retreats as he opponents of the enemy aircraft.

In the meantime Batis steps forward and stands in front of the mercenary's mixed armunares.

I'm sorry, but this place is off-limits.

"Heh, what can you do in one plane"

"Stopping, attacking, shooting down. What would you like?

Take a peek at the surrounding situation while returning a light mouth.

The empire's abnomules seem to be going for the kingdom's abnomulets. The kingdom side is exploiting the advantages of the harmonica pistre and shredding them slightly before they get close. And where Avila Bomb fitted in, new Armunales came out of the base as reinforcements.

Deciding that if they were there, they would be fine, Battis concentrates on the people in front of him.

As long as we can buy time, we can collect all the Armunales and hit them again as a force of war. That's why Battis wanted to be here.

"So, will you do your best! That's about it. Oh, two names for me, too. That way, you can hold all the girls you want."

- It is the annihilation of an enemy aircraft.