Rebuild World

Outside the Serantalville, Clothawa stood a large gun. It's a big gun like removing the main cannon of a tank and forcing it to be modified into a gun. Its power is worthy of appearance, as is the price of ammunition.

Kurosawa is peeking at the aimer and checking on the target. I am confident of landing from the impact conversion light of Force Field Armor. But it doesn't matter if you were able to destroy the target.

Clothawa's expression is distorted. The goal is survival. I believe it has drastically sharpened the endurance of Force Field Armor, but it is not the result of meeting expectations using very expensive bullets.

Kurosawa shrugged as he remembered the emotions close to him.

"No way. That's a very sturdy one. You control an institution with such an individual? We're going to need an exaggerated siege unit around the Cerantal Building."

Klosawa asks his men about the status of the troops.

"What's the damage?

"No. Everyone got out of the building safely. No one is left behind. I've already confirmed that. No one was injured in a battle to the point of destroying a mechanical monster springing out of the building's entrance or exit."

"Good. Shoot each other off the barrier and keep stopping the enemy from marching out of the building. Safety comes first. Don't spare a bullet. Abandon the simple fence wall, which has lost its endurance, and lower it to the rear. Return to transporting the equipment to about ten people. Prioritize the transport of equipment for simple wall protection. Exploration equipment, etc., is behind us. There doesn't seem to be any deterioration in the performance of information-gathering equipment for fighting outside the building. Reinforcement of the formation's defenses is a priority. If we keep eliminating the monsters coming out of the building like this, we'll have a good look at abandoning the control on the first floor of the building. If enemy pressure increases, retreat to the building's siege unit if necessary. Don't make me do it."

"Okay."

Confirm that your men are going back and then go back to sniping the large fixture that Crosawa is in the hall in the building again. I look at the goal on the aimer, which looks intact, with a slightly harsh look on my face.

(... If you shoot a few more shots and still have a subtle effect, you'll have to throw away that target's destruction. I can't re-enter the building without doing something about that. If that's the command plane, destroy that one and we'll see a drop in enemy power.... ask the Siege Squad to destroy all that with the arming of their man-made weapons?... No. I don't think they'll accept it under my authority. Well, if I had to, I'd be given instructions from a higher side when sending the main unit of the repressive unit into the building. I don't know when that will be, but it's not something I care about.)

Crosava switches her mind and pulls the trigger. A bullet of comparable power to a tank cannon directly hits a large fixture in the building, involving several A-B18 models at the end of the ray.

We've confirmed the landing, but we still haven't been able to destroy the target. Klosawa confirmed it and exhaled lightly in a different way.

"What can I do for you? I'm busy. I don't give a shit. If it's for you, you can wait."

A rugged look of katsuya stood near Kurosawa.

Katsuya speaks with determination with a serious look to Klosawa.

"Do me a favor"

"Say no."

Kurosawa responded instantly without even looking at Katsuya. There are no islands to attach. The look on Katsuya's face is distorted by the painful rejection.

Tell Klosawa to cover Katsuya, even though Lilina is a little dull.

"You haven't even told me what to ask for yet! Listen to me!

After a troublesome tongue pounding, Kurosawa still answers without turning his face to the Katsuya and the others.

"You're talking about helping rescue the people left behind by the building, right? No. We have no obligation to help you. Why do we have to go out of our way to risk helping you guys? I don't like it. I don't like it either, and my men don't like it. We're here to make money with our lives at stake. I'm here to exchange my life for gold. I'm here on request because the technology I wear, the ammunition I consume, the danger of death and injury, the rewards I get, and those forms fit. If you want to help your people, then there's no room left for you to work only to help people in hostile or passive units."

Unlike the early retreating Kurosawas, Katsuya and the others decided to retreat much later from the building in case they saw an unmistakable retreat that would throw away the effort and merit of the Kurosawas at the corner.

As a result, some of Katsuya's troops were unable to withdraw in time and are still being left in the building. The life or death is unknown. Hopeful observations would be caged in some room waiting for help. A pessimistic observation would have already wiped out. Katsuya chose the former. For Katsuya, we can't choose the latter.

Katsuya, Yumina, Lilina tries to negotiate and return with each good will, good sense and arrogance. Kurosawa, who keeps shooting, keeps talking faster than the Katsuya and the others.

"You think we should help each other because this is the situation? No. It's certainly a good thing to help each other. But that's if we're willing and able to help each other. I give in because I know how you feel about wanting to help your people. Except for my abilities. We think you guys are hooked. I don't think you guys have the strength to help us. There is no helping each other. It's more than just helping you unilaterally. It's free goodwill. Neither I nor my men are willing or able to afford to move free of charge against you guys. Even if we're just letting you use the simple fence we built, we're helping you enough. I want you to thank me."

Technically, if we kick Katsuya and the others out of the simplified barrier, Katsuya and the others will have to either withdraw significantly from the perimeter of the building or attempt reckless entry into the building. That would also be detrimental to the Crosais in the sense of reduced overall combat power.

It is simply for our own benefit that Klosawa has allowed Katsuya and the others to use the simple fence.

Katsuya, Yumina, and Lilina try to make a compromise by eating away with their own intentions and intentions. Klosawa keeps talking sooner than that.

"Do you pay for it? No. More than money involved. That's a formal request. I'm here as the field commander. I do not have the authority to take additional requests at my discretion. Negotiate that hand with the guys up there who are negotiating the formation of the main unit at the hunter's office outpost. It's no use asking me."

Katsuya, Yumina and Lilina shut up with it. Come up with something to talk about with a look of agony, but I can't think of anything. Klosawa continues the conversation.

"No. There's no element of emotional or standing to take that demand. If you find out, shut up. It distracts me when I'm called nearby. Out of the way. I'll get rid of you guys if I get in any more way. I got in the way of the command of the unit and put the whole unit at risk. You're gonna get hurt to the point where you can't physically get in my way."

Crosava hasn't seen the Katsuya and the others. But I also found that the rashes were beginning to mix hostility with the temper that seeped out of the crossawa.

Katsuya, Yumina and Lilina could no longer even think about what needed to be said and kept their mouths shut. Katsuya mourned her helpless self, Yumina seemed spicy and clouded her expression, and Lilina was grumpy and distorted her mouth.

In it, Iri, who was thinking alone, opens his mouth.

"Then I want our troops under your command. All the achievements in the meantime give way to you. I want you to achieve your original objective, control of the ground floor of the Selantar building."

Katsuya and the others look at Eiri in surprise. Aili looks at Crosawa with a serious look.

Kurosawa stops the shooting and turns to Aili. And with a largely bewildered mixed and unexpected look, I look at Aili like I'm reading the other person's sincerity.

Aili goes on to talk with Crosawa in her gaze.

"If we get ahead of ourselves, we can reduce the danger to your unit. Our lack of strength is partly compensated by your command. You get better results. Money is not involved. What do you say?"

Crosava gives a slight idea before answering.

"... we can push the danger that way to achieve better results for safety. If we take control of the ground floor, we can rescue those troops in the building...? Admittedly, it's a worthy proposition to consider, even at the end of the day. Why don't you convince the captain first? If I give it over here to the least amount of merit, we'll talk about what you guys came here to do. You're the one who takes responsibility for that, aren't you? Or is it also delegated full powers with regard to the negotiation of that hand?

When Klosawa asks in surprise, Aili answers in an unfortunate tone.

"... not been"

"Right. The contents weren't bad, but the next thing you know, keep that in mind before you suggest it."

When Klosawa says so and tries to close the negotiations, Katsuya says off ready.

"Okay! I'll give you all the credit! I'll take full responsibility for that!... so help us all. Please."

Katsuya bowed her head in good faith to spit out her insides. There was a definite weight there.

Klosawa switched his eyes at Katsuya from a kid on track to a negotiating hunter. Start the idea with a serious look.

Katsuya and the others are waiting for Kurosawa to respond. Klosawa keeps thinking silently with a serious look on his face.

Klosawa concluded. And in a heavy tone, I put that conclusion to my mouth.

"No. Say no."

Katsuya and the others also found that that was the result of Crosawa's serious consideration. Katsuya asks Klosawa with a painful look.

"... why can't I? You really can't do that?

"I do not deny that it is an attractive proposal. But I can't really wipe away important concerns. I can't drink that demand as a man who keeps his troops more than I can wipe."

Iri asks Klosawa.

"... a concern, what?

"I have no certainty that you will follow my instructions because your troops are under my command. Without that certainty, the very foundation of your proposal will fall apart."

Katsuya desperately complains when she hears that.

"Always follow the instructions! I'll keep my word! It's not a lie!

Klosawa shakes his head to the side. And answer honestly to Katsuya.

"It's not like you're lying or anything. I'm not even talking about you not being trusted by your men. You will follow my instructions properly. You must be close to your men, trustworthy and trustworthy. But that doesn't guarantee that your men will follow my instructions. Sometimes trust and trust in you can be the opposite reason you don't like to come under me. Some of them won't move unless it's your orders, not mine. Even if it's an order from you, it's subtle whether or not to follow that order with certainty. Now, I've already taken the liberty of taking your instructions lightly and entering the place where you were supposed to be instructed not to. Wouldn't you?

Crosawa's gaze is directed at Lilina. Lilina froze.

Klosawa returns his gaze to Katsuya to continue the conversation.

"Isn't there ever a guy who's ignored your instructions?... Sounds like you're here. I don't even follow your instructions, but I don't think you'll follow mine. The negotiations are over. I reject your proposal. Don't feel bad. I know you want to help your men, but that's the same for me. I can't let my men unnecessarily be in danger as captains. Well, if you guys are gonna break into the building, I'm gonna give you cover fire. Then call me."

Kurosawa left the scene saying just that. After moving to another part of the formation and giving instructions to his men, he pointed his gun at the entrance and exit of the Serantaru building again.

The rashes left on the spot have a dark look on their face. Lilina in particular has a cruel (horrible) look. Squirting (crushing) like Lilina spits out her crushed inner heart.

"... is it my... fault?

"... at least it's not just Lilina's fault"

Iri's clumsy comfort unfortunately did not make much sense.

Elena kept giving Akira and the others instructions to wait and check the situation. Attacking large fixtures badly so that the A-B18 and the others leaving the building don't change their target to Elena and the others.

Sniping also continued intermittently from outside the building aimed at large fixtures. It has not led to destruction, but has drastically sharpened the endurance value of Force Field Armor. Elena was hoping to destroy the large fixer as it was.

But the attack from the outside, which had continued intermittently, stopped. Elena keeps waiting to determine if it's a temporary interruption or if it's completely over. And I made the expression rude and drew conclusions.

(Did you decide that the attack was futile, or (there is) a worsening of the situation outside and you can no longer afford to continue the attack..., I'd prefer to think of it as the former if possible)

Elena gives Akira and the others instructions.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think it's better that the troops outside do something about that. That's why we destroy it and get out. I'll split it between those who destroy it before and those who guard the rear."

Elena sees Siori and Kanae. Siori has a knife on her back, and Kanae is equipped with a caged hand in both hands. Both are gear for close range combat. If you have personnel specializing in close range combat, it is inefficient to turn them over to large stationary destroyer personnel. There are also Raina's escorts. It would be better to position it in the rear. That's what Elena decided.

But Siori tells Elena.

"Well, I (I) was before"

Elena asks back a little unexpectedly.

"Is it good? It's more okay than that?

"Don't worry"

Elena got a little lost, but decided to accept Siori's proposal. Perhaps Raina's escort will take precedence over the destruction of a large fixture, even if he stays away from the escort. He decided that it would be easier to ensure the safety of the escort by destroying the large fixture promptly. I guess we also have the means to achieve the destruction of our goals. That's what Elena decided.

Elena tells everyone.

"Okay. The men in the rear are Shikarabe, Kanae, Raina, and Togami. Shikarabe, I'll take care of you."

Sikarabe understands Elena's intentions. There are four in the rear, but three pure combat personnel, or (some) two, which are Sikarabe and Kanae. It also includes the escort of someone who is in need of death and the treatment of the human being he brought himself, and the implication that he should do something about it himself.

"Copy that. Let's go."

Sikarabe leaves with a voice in the rear personnel. As Kanae later tries to follow, she grabs (or takes) Raina's hand while standing with a complex expression. I dropped off Raina, who looked at Siori worried, with a smile (cheeks) on her face that Siori had nothing to worry about.

Togami also followed with a complex look. I was turned backwards because of the treatment of Sikarabe's men. Placing it on the offensive side doesn't help, so it's not. Perhaps you're right, and still suffering from the fact that it's hard to believe in togami today.

Akira and the others are in position to attack. The shadow of the passage leading to the hall, behind the rubble, next to the holes that were empty (a) on the wall, hiding themselves in those shields, waiting for a signal from Elena.

Akira had a very harsh look and repeatedly breathed intentionally so as to reduce tension (to) hang self-allusions.

(... calm down. Don't rush. Don't panic. Do what you have to do, do what you can. That's all. Even when that snake ate me, there was no alpha. Things worse than when you were in that guy's belly? No, it should be)

There are things on the floor that stand in the way of moving agile. Rucksacks, CWH objective assault guns, DVTS miniguns, etc. There are no shards of confidence in moving agile while wearing them without the support of the alpha.

Akira was dealing with them with the perfect balancing manipulation with Alpha's support, which would make it harder to walk if she wore them all badly. Without Alpha, it's impossible to fight wearing them.

I laugh bitterly when I see the A4WM automatic projectile gun Akira is holding with both hands.

(There are two weapons that are okay to target appropriately. Glad I bought it)

Both A4WM automatic projectile guns and DVTS miniguns are relatively heavy weapons. Not a weapon that targets and hits like a CWH objective assault gun.

Distances to large fixtures may be referred to as close ranges at outdoor combat intervals. If Akira's strength sets a good target, it's the distance to hit a CWH objective assault gun without a problem.

However, Akira now has dangerous behavior before she commits suicide, such as the act of riding herself out of a shield for more than a second, which takes so long to target. If you're unlucky enough to have an enemy machine gun muzzle pointing at Akira, there's almost zero respite you won't have to die.

Whether Akira now took into account her target size, or focused on it and compressed her physical senses time to buy time, she wasn't sure she'd let it hit her unless it was in exchange for her own life.

Grabbing the weapon that seemed to work best even with the right aim, getting ready to swallow the recovery pills in his mouth at the same time as the signal of the attack, ready, Akira waited.

Elena gives the last instructions before the attack through the comms.

"Needless to say, if we start the attack, the smaller planes that are out of the building now could come at us. I want small planes to have priority outside the building as they are, if possible, so leave small planes that are trying to get out as they are and prioritize destroying priority goals as much as possible. This doesn't mean don't attack small aircraft. Be flexible at your discretion if you think it's dangerous."

The A-B18 models are still out of the building next to the large fixer and through the opposite side of Akira and the others. Inventory looks luxurious and shows no signs of exhaustion.

"Well, here we go. Five, four, three, two, one, zero!

On Elena's signal, Akira and the others launched a simultaneous attack.

Alpha and Serantal continue to talk across the street.

Speak to Alpha as Seranthal seems abominable.

"You want me to withdraw that application after I let you disclose your application for a visit? You guys always do. Permission to access general floor information is inherently confidential. I don't care how far you trample this authority and vandalize it!

Alpha answers with a somewhat high-pressure faceless look.

"I just need it. If you're going to refuse this modest request, you're going to have to use less modest means."

Seranthal spots Alpha. Alpha awaits a reply without changing her expression at all. Spend a little time and answer with a voice where Serantal has put his usual hostility on.

"… the application was withdrawn. Check it out."

Alpha smiles.

"I checked. Thank you for your cooperation."

"If you're done for, go home. Don't ever come again."

"Even for me, I hope so."

Alpha disappears from this space. Thereafter, Serantal continued to whine and murmur (bursaries) with a look that was never directed at the customer until he felt comfortable.

Akira was desperately repeating the attack. Focus on your consciousness, compress your body feel time, get yourself out of the shield, point an A4WM automatic projectile gun at a large fixer, and aim at a pretty big mess (oops) and pull the trigger. And return to the shield before the enemy's muzzle is directed at you.

Prepare to die every time you embark on it. Return in a hurry when the enemy's muzzle was already pointed at you. Enduring the fear that a large number of bullets will land where they were moments ago, they move to another position listening to the sound of countless bullets landing in the obstacle and attempt to attack again. That repeat.

If Akira's consciousness is normal physical time, she's already dead after a delay in evasive action without confirming the enemy's muzzle in time. Or (some) would have died as soon as they embarked on it, and couldn't have done anything while it shrunk.

(It was really good to be able to manipulate the physical time.... How much more do I have? By then, can we take him down?

Akira has an almost limiting burden on her body and mind every time she attacks. Both the body and the brain demand immediate rest, but they eat up their teeth and remain conscious, maintaining a highly loaded and agile movement with the manipulation of fortified clothing. Thanks to that impossibility, we have managed to continue the fight, but all of the time we reach our limits. I felt that the time was not so far away from the extent of my body and headache.

Akira was fighting desperately to contain the anxiety that sprung up.

Akira and the others dominate the war itself. The enemy is big on a fixed target. Elena and the others have the strength to do it. I won't take it off my back unless there's more to it. The enemy's machine guns are aimed at Akira and others scattered around them, so the firepower per range is dispersed.

Besides, the A-B18 formula continues to ignore Akira and the others and go outside the building even if Akira and the others start attacking. Thanks to this, Elena and the others were able to concentrate their firepower fully on large fixtures with high durability.

I wonder if it will be easier to beat the guide. When Elena and the others began to be so optimistic about the situation, they were alarmed in a way and began to relax, things mutated as if they were waiting for it.

Akira, like Elena and the others, couldn't afford it, but still unconsciously underestimated the threat of a large fixture. The margin that comes from it causes Akira to behave in vain if it is meant to be concerned about what's going on around her.

I see a body scattered around me, and I think that if I lose my mind, I will be the feather that joins this body, and with that I realize that I am distracted, and I laugh bitterly. Akira, who was still gazing at the body, was lucky to notice it when she tried to regain her temper and attack the large fixer again.

A corpse at the end of his gaze was slightly awake, pointing the gun at Akira, who was holding it even when he died.

Akira reflexively takes evasive action, visionary of the line of ballistic prediction extending from the gunpoint of the body. The body pulls the trigger. Akira barely escaped from the bullet released.

Akira points the A4WM automatic projectile gun at the body with a stunned (just right) look. Before I pull the trigger, I panic to stop realizing that if I shoot, I would wind up too. Take your hand away from the A4WM automatic projectile gun and replace it with an A2D assault gun, pointing a muzzle at the body and pulling the trigger.

A corpse devoured of countless heavy ammunition blows up as it damages limbs. And Akira paid the price for the wrong procedure, for giving respite to the enemy, with a bullet. Not fatally wounded, but the severe pain of the bullet and the impact of the landing caused Akira to collapse and fall.

Signs of death accelerate Akira's consciousness. In her distorted (boiled) body time, Akira first swallows all the healing pills she had in her mouth. And I try to get up right away. Akira's vision showed the bodies scattered around her moving one after the other.

A body with a gun is about to point a muzzle at Akira. A bare-handed corpse is about to run out to attack Akira. Akira continued to prioritize firing the weapon-held corpse as she moved her severely painful running body forcefully in fortified clothing for evasive action.

Kick the head off the enemy that allowed him to approach and at the same time shoot another enemy. Akira is struggling without dying. Combat technology, which is being built inside Akira in repeated training and action, is painfully saving Akira from this unusual situation.

Before, Alpha had shown Akira's vision red according to the degree of danger. At that time, Akira had no idea the difference between dangerous places in the wide space outside, but with this narrow and limited space, she was beginning to grasp (one) to some extent. The visions of the line of ballistic prediction have also disappeared, but the enemy's rays have somehow figured out.

Everything could just be a mistake. But Akira left herself to the sensation to keep fighting.

And Akira notices gradually when she sees the body that strikes after losing her head.

(... fortified clothing! Just like me! Is something manipulating the corpse's fortified clothes from the outside!

Even a corpse would stop moving if it crushed its head. Erase the sweetness Akira had unconsciously thought so.

(Really, don't let anything happen in the ruins of the old world! Is it normal enough for a body to wake up?

Ruins of the Old World. Akira continued to fight desperately, knowing once again that she was in a place like an abnormal mass.