Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

Optical stealth?That’s what the report says, but that’s not necessarily true.

The factory scene in front of her seemed to be floating like an entity, but unrelated scenes in various areas were collaged together, just like the psychological mapping commonly used to detect mental patients - who can imagine this scene?

Do not,

It is precisely because I know the battlefield so well, and the battlefield that is composed of ruthless rationality in the general direction and chaotic models in the small environment,

So she never thought about this surreal scene from the beginning.

Most of the weapons actually go the no-frills route, and for good reason.

From the durability of the structural materials, to the appropriate power of the driving energy, stealth, ease of maintenance, production efficiency...

Combining all the miscellaneous things from the manufacturing end to the use end, so many factors, and then through rigorous calculations, designing a use method that maximizes efficiency, we can finally get a finished product that does not look fancy.

All wars are economic wars, and this principle has been polished by the rise and fall of countless forces.

Romanticism may boost morale, but it is not helpful to the general trend and direction of the war.

Before today, Iroha was so sure.

But now she has to change her mind.

"Crack!!!"

Just as they were cautiously guarding their surroundings, a dark red figure suddenly emerged from the mirage-like scene and grabbed the neck of one of the Gehenna commandos with one hand.

"Ugh... you can't move... you're going to... be... crushed!!!"

The commando could barely make a sound and could only shout angrily on the channel.

Iroha just came back to his senses, and he and Bai Zi fired in that direction at the same time.

Kitsaka Wakazao immediately shook off the commando, but she neither dodged nor avoided.

Countless gunshots and the sound of grenades being fired sounded like a bursting of embankments, and large and small bullets were fired towards the Disaster Fox.

However, not to mention light assault weapons, even rifle grenades and recoilless rifles cannot penetrate her surrounding defenses.

"It's impossible to defeat a real monster at that level."

Whispering softly, Iroha immediately started signing, signaling the other commandos to retreat immediately.

Bathed in countless bullets, Wakazao felt that even a drizzle was not enough.

The fatal pain lingering in my heart seemed to be invisible. My whole body seemed to be floating in the air, with a high-spirited feeling of being watched and loved by the teacher.

The Λ-drive is an amazing thing.

All he had to do was think a thought, and the enemy would be knocked away automatically without having to do anything himself.

At this point, it no longer matters whether he is driving the mental power system or whether he is being played by the illusions it generates.

All Wakazao knew was that she didn't want to recall the war in the past and the role she played in it.

She didn't even want to think about how disappointed her husband would look at her if he stood in front of her one day...

Kitsaka Wakazao armed himself with cold armor.

It’s layer upon layer of emotional defense—

The outermost layer is active defense, deliberately keeping a distance from society and rules, using one's cruel and cold appearance to scare away those who try to approach, being withdrawn and arrogant, and speaking harshly.

The middle layer is passive defense, where you almost madly vent your inner true emotions in front of the person you love most, without hiding anything or leaving any room.

The deepest layer is her core defense.

She calculated any possibility of breaking through her heart, closing her heart, and closing her logic loop.

Such a dense psychic defense system was completely broken and out of control after the teacher's suicidal attack.

But Kitsaka Wakamo is still the child who loves her husband the most.

She remembered everything she did irrationally to hurt the teacher, and every punch she punched Hina Sorasaki.

She still remembers that she failed to live up to her teacher's expectations of her, and she didn't even meet her teacher before joining the war.

She just knew, she just understood with heartache that her husband would never sacrifice his students in order to keep himself alive for even a second.

Therefore, the husband will never agree to Shengyuan Weihua's plan, even if that plan is his only hope for survival.

She couldn't talk to the teacher, she couldn't talk to the teacher, she couldn't even see the teacher.

Because she was afraid that she would become soft-hearted and give up this plan and the only possibility of saving her husband under the teacher's gentle persuasion...or under his firm and direct order.

He is precise, firm and cold, and will not expose his fragile side easily.

But Ruozao understands him, or at least thinks he understands him.

Who wouldn't want to continue living?Wakazao doesn't understand.

With such confusion, Wakazao continued to search for answers on the battlefield.

No matter where the students came from, whether it was Gehna or Abydos, there was no room for resistance in front of her.

Continuous explosions sounded inside the factory, and the walls of the corridor were filled with holes.

The smell of burning gasoline became stronger, and black smoke gradually enveloped the mirage she had created through her insanity and the lambda-drive.

Ghenna's commandos fled in panic, crying or falling to the ground helplessly.

"Ha ha……"

Wakazao does these things effortlessly.

She didn't know what she was laughing at either.

I can't even feel despair, I can't even feel nothingness.

Deep in Wakazao's heart, there were only vague feelings like a mirage.

In the thick black smoke, only two children seemed to be standing on the opposite side.

A red-haired child wearing a cap and seemingly shaggy hair stood in front, assuming a look of awkward but firm protection.

The girl on her right, the wolf-eared girl from Abydos, seemed to have trembling legs.

This is not surprising, after all, he exudes a deeper malice towards her.

It wasn't that he was targeting her intentionally, but Wakazao thought that maybe, as the old proverb says, 'foxes and wolves are destined to be at odds'.

If she were to be dealt with, the teacher would probably be very heartbroken.

When he thought of this, Wakazao felt a slight heartache deep in his heart.

So I still have feelings...?

She looked at her hands in confusion, and then looked at Sand Wolf Baizi opposite.

If he gets rid of her, the teacher will be heartbroken, and he may be even more heartbroken.

That's fine too.

The feeling of heartache proves that I still have love for the teacher in my heart.

There is still some beauty left that has not been taken away.

Wakazao slowly raised his right hand towards Sandarang Shiroko, his fingers making a pistol gesture.

No weapons are needed, just a thought, and the invisible and colorless shock wave can tear the girl in front of him into pieces.

The expression on Iroha's face was twisted to the extreme. Sand Wolf Shiroko seemed to be locked, and his legs were not in control, unable to escape.

Ruozao opened his lips and silently uttered one word:

"bang"

Time seemed to stand still and the air felt taut.

Iroha subconsciously protected Bai Zi.

But the next moment, the expected tearing pain did not happen.

The invisible and colorless shock wave did not hit.

The person who was blown away was Kitsaka Wakazao.

"boom!!!!"

The thunder-like sound shook the walls of the entire factory.

The furious flames, like the roar of a giant dragon, ejected a huge amount of projectiles covering the entire cross-section. Like an unstoppable destructive impact, it directly shattered Kitsaka Wakazao's protective mental defense, and the whole person crashed into the container. Stacked in mountains.

"Sorry, sorry, uncle, I'm late."

In the disbelieving eyes of Sand Wolf Baizi, a familiar figure was standing in the destroyed wall hole at the end of the corridor.

The light of the setting sun on the sea shines through the hole.

The petite figure bathed in the light, under Bai Zi's slightly moist eyes, raised his hand to her and said hello with a smile:

"Shirako-chan, don't be so surprised...this is just work, uncle, I won't be lazy."

Chapter 054: Day 047·Offshore Factory·Upper Area ②

"Senior...saved me again."

Sand Wolf Baizi pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were slightly red.

In her eyes, the back of Hoshino-senpai standing in the sea breeze overlapped with the image of Hoshino-senpai who appeared in front of her on that cold winter day when the sky was covered with snow when she first remembered it.

It was Hoshino who found her who was helpless and had forgotten everything, and it was Hoshino who brought her back to Abydos to be with her friends.

That day Hoshino saw her cold and gave her a scarf, which she kept wearing.The warmth in the memories has always been with her.

Xiaotiao Yuxingye, she is the backbone of this small family in Abydos. Without her, Sand Wolf Baizi can't imagine where they will end up today.

"Well, don't worry about it, Baizi-chan."

Hoshino waved his hand calmly and smiled helplessly at Sand Wolf Baizi.

"Really speaking, it's me, the senior, who has been rescued by you more often... Although I always pretend to be mature with my uncle's tongue, maybe I am the most immature one, uncle."

She turned back and looked at Bai Zi's moist eyes. The golden and blue pupils were slightly suffused with tears. She lowered her head and smiled softly:

"I, an incompetent senior, always take over everything and leave without permission, which makes you worry. I'm sorry."

Sand Wolf Baizi's hands were trembling a little.

She hesitantly took a step or two forward, then stopped.

She thought hard, wanting to express her care in the warmest and longest sentence, but two seconds later she found that she had nothing to say.

Her silence made Hoshino a little at a loss.

Bai Zi found that his hands were trembling, not only because of emotion, but also because of regret and sadness.

She suddenly remembered that night a month ago, when she slapped her husband when he failed to persuade Mika Sazonon at the negotiation table to rescue Kotori Yu Hoshino.

At that time, she did so based on instinct. She knew that the pain and sadness in her husband's heart would only be heavier than her own, but her husband still nodded lightly and assured them that he would save Hoshino at any cost.

His steps were valiant and firm, and once he took a step forward, he never looked back.

Hoshino returned, and such real happiness appeared before her eyes, but Bai Zi thought of the price her husband had paid.

Maybe from that time - or even earlier - Bai Zi knew that the miracles created by Mr. were not free.

In the brutal battle on the last day of the war, her husband almost died, Hina Sorasaki was traumatized, and they welcomed back Hoshino-senpai.

In any case, the husband finally chose to fulfill his agreement, protect them, save them from the disaster, and then go face to face something very dangerous alone...

"Senior Hoshino..."

"Ok?"

"In order to save you, I, I did some bad things to Mr. him..."

At that time, she didn't know that her husband's desire to die had reached an extremely high level.

Hoshino looked at the junior who was about to cry and let out a long breath.The obsession and fear in my heart disappeared with this breath.

She gently stroked Bai Zi's wolf ears and whispered:

"I know, Qianxiang and the others told me that you were also concerned but confused, so you slapped the teacher...

But don't worry, Bai Zijiang, Mr. is Mr., his principles will not change just because of your slap, and neither will his fate.