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

Not only can this place be protected from shelling, but as long as it is properly camouflaged, the enemy cannot detect it from high altitudes.

In a word, it's absolutely safe here.

But the atmosphere inside the headquarters has become more serious than ever.

Whether they were data analysts, information officers, or military officers, they couldn't help but stare at the destructive beast on the screen with extremely solemn eyes, razing the forest to the ground.

Just as Mr. expected, the numerous ambushes and traps he had set up in the jungle positions from the first to second lines of defense had forced Holy Trinity to use their trump card.

Everything seems to be going according to Mr.'s plan.

It's just that the plan can't keep up with the changes.

The trump card played by Holy Trinity is really too big.

The recoilless rifles and rockets commonly used by Ghenna cannot penetrate its armor, or even delay its offensive momentum.

The generation difference of weapons is so simple and crude. Any strategies or tactics are just a joke in the face of absolute strength.

"Sir, you told me, this battle will be the last afterglow of traditional weapons."

Iroha sat on the table, shaking his smooth legs, raised his head slightly from bottom to top, and looked at Mr.

There was a hint of disappointment in her tone:

"Now, I feel it. This is the sunset of our time."

Iroha's exclamation was quickly greeted by many officers who also shared their concerns and nodded in agreement.

As much as I hate to admit it, times have changed forever.All the tactical ideas and concepts of the past may be of no use in the future.

"So what? Didn't the war situation develop exactly as Mr. predicted?"

Hina Sorasaki stood up and asked in a firm tone.

No one answered her because she wasn't asking for their opinion.

Hina Sorasaki has always been the most loyal supporter of her husband. No matter how bad the war situation is, she will be the child who fights with him to the end.

However, judging from the current situation, Ghena's children should really learn from Hina.

In this battle with the Holy Trinity, if they want to survive, they really need a little more courage than common sense.

And persistence.

So, without waiting for the sir to give the order, Hina Sorasaki made a wise deployment on her own:

"The remaining artillery and aviation forces will stay in the second position. Relying on the terrain and fortifications, we will give priority to attacking the enemy's conventional troops. Don't waste ammunition on destroying behemoths."

"The armored troops were lying in ambush on the flanks of the position, waiting for Holy Trinity's regular troops to launch a charge, and then waiting for an opportunity to make a surprise attack, trying to disrupt their offensive with an attack."

"As for the SRT team, Convenience House 68, and everyone in Abydos, follow me."

Hina's purple eyes looked at Shiroko and Hifumi. She clenched her fists and waved them in the air:

"We have to defeat that beast of destruction and bring back Hoshino-san!"

Sand Wolf Baizi nodded silently.

Although she was usually taciturn, she could not conceal her gratitude when facing the Chairman of the Discipline Committee with whom she had dealt with for a long time.

Hina supports her husband very well. She does a better job than her and is more competent. Even if she is under tremendous pressure, she will not vent her inappropriate emotions in any public place.

Bai Zi looked at her without any jealousy in his heart.

(I also want to be on my own as soon as possible...yes, like her...)

……

On the runway of Gehena's mountain airport, an electroplated gray transport plane was quietly parked here.

Its shape is graceful, its body is huge, and it has a pleasing aerodynamic shape. It is an excellent embodiment of the art of war.

But now, according to Mr.'s request, it has been equipped with a temporary sighting device and electronic jammer, turning it into a reconnaissance aircraft.

It can only be done in a hurry.

"...You want to go to the front line in person?"

Iroha stood behind Mr., pursed his lips and asked softly.

The gentleman straightened his back, his gray eyes were as beautiful as ever, but his body staggered a little unnaturally.

"Yeah, I can't leave those children alone."

The gentleman smiled and shook his head, with a hint of helpless tenderness in his eyes.

"I think this is what I can do...

To kill the behemoth of destruction requires the precise cooperation of each unit. I also had to observe the behemoth of destruction in real time, calculate its endurance and firepower gap, and find a way to defeat it. "

"Are you sure you don't want to die?" Iroha's tone was a little irritable, as if there was an indescribable emotion that was blocking her throat.

"Certainly not."

The gentleman’s tone was calm and his smile was gentle.

"I just want to reduce the variables on the battlefield as much as possible."

Iroha lowered his head in silence, his lovely lips moving, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, she still didn't say anything.

She could only watch helplessly as her husband climbed up the escalator of the transport plane step by step, and then the small hatch closed, suddenly cutting off the last link between her and her husband.

"Too stupid."

she muttered to herself.

"You're so stupid. Why are everyone so stupid and don't know how to relax?"

"Ah~ah, this crappy thing like war is really annoying."

Iroha complained, scratching his fluffy hair, and walked towards the dressing room at the other end of the airport.

Parked there was her Toramaru.

The heavy-duty vehicle she was most proud of was polished to a shiny new look by the maintenance staff. The engine was filled with diesel, the ammunition was loaded, and it was ready for attack at any time.

She stood in front of Toramaru and thought for a long time, and finally took down the wooden sign that said 'Inspection' hanging on the barrel.

"After all, there are no streets left for me to patrol..."

Iroha smiled slightly and patted Toramaru's side armor plate with his hand.

"Just think of it as cooperating with my willfulness - run one last lap with me."

Chapter 038: Day 063·Morning·Frontline Battlefield Position [-]①

This is the third day of the war, an ordinary morning.

The media in Kivotos were like sharks smelling the smell of blood, desperately trying to find any news from the front line of the war between the two major schools that would make them gain enough attention.

But they are destined to be disappointed.

The behemoth of destruction alone was not something they could safely approach with a helicopter.

If you want to survive on the battlefield where plasma cannons and rockets are flying all over the sky, the helicopter pilot must be an ace at least.

It's a pity that their news department doesn't have such a trump card.

As for Holy Trinity's publicity department, it's even worse.

They declined all interviews and refused to reveal any information about the war, saying only that it was an internal matter for the coalition forces.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that Holy Trinity has launched such a big battle, and it will not be able to end without beating Gehna to death.

But seeing it clearly is one thing, and not speaking it out is another thing.

The hundreds of small campuses sandwiched between the two major universities, Holy Trinity and Ghenna, are currently silent. It is difficult for them to even speak out, let alone take sides.

Just kidding, how do you want them to speak out?When the Holy Trinity people go crazy and fight, who can they count on?

Counting on those fish monsters from Valkyrie Academy?How funny are those Kivotos who have stingers and cluster rockets per capita equipped with riot shields?

"Let's just ask for luck."

As a result, the tow truck schools that responded quickly began to run away, and the schools that could not run away began to build bunkers. The schools that could not run away and had no money to build bunkers had no choice but to leave them in ruins.

Even though every step the behemoth of destruction takes, every step it takes creates a small shock on the ground, and the shock can even be transmitted to a small college dozens of kilometers away.

But the students were calm and relaxed.

It's not that I don't want to resist, I just resist with my head.

Since you can't resist, you might as well enjoy every moment.

It is against this background that not many students want to discuss the war between Holy Trinity and Ghenna, because discussion cannot change anything.

However, when some students and citizens passed by the central square of Kivotos, they occasionally stared at the Peace Statue standing in the center of the square and stopped for a while.

The Peace Statue shines golden in the sun, seemingly having nothing to do with the world, spreading its light as much as it can.

Some students will sigh:

"Sir's promise is wonderful, but Kivotos is still the same Kivotos."

After all, you can't expect too much in a stationery store filled with weapons, can you?

Chapter 038: Day 063·Morning·Frontline Battlefield Position [-]②

The entire Gehna is extremely busy and highly dependent on Sir and his team.

All non-combatants have been loaded onto the ship within two days. Once they set sail from the dock, Holy Trinity, which lacks a fleet, will have difficulty catching up with them.

Yuxiang and Yazi manage the logistics department and continue to process complex transaction data under pressure to control the number of freight between various terminals and regions.

Hina used her authority as always to help her husband deal with the various emotions emerging among Ghenna's students.

The husband is... very tired.

But no.He cannot choose to rest.

Physical pain distracts him, and tedious and heavy work sometimes makes him forget the pain. This cycle even makes him feel that it is better to be busier, so that one day he will forget why he is in pain.

He will think of those mercenary groups roaring at him before they were wiped out by him:

"Those who want to change the order of Kivotos will never end well!"

He understands, and he understands.

Kivotos has its own set of rules.

The large number of weapons circulating on the market is both a habit and a kind of numbness.They are like psychological hints that cannot be shaken off, causing all students in Kivotos to inadvertently rely on force to solve problems.

So the fight won't stop.

What lunatic would fire guns at children on a peaceful campus?

He didn't know who started it, but everyone in Kivotos was doing it.

"Whoo~~~~"

Hifumi and Shiroko were sitting on the runway of the mountain airport, watching the engine of the transport plane carrying their husband slowly start.

This is a transport aircraft that has been converted into an electronic reconnaissance aircraft. It can support long-term hovering. The armor on the belly of the aircraft is very thick. Even if it is forced to land due to an accident, it will probably not cause serious damage.

Hifumi's mobile phone was connected to the camera in the reconnaissance plane.

It was only after she repeatedly forced her husband to keep in touch with her that he agreed to give her permission.

Three of the cameras looked at the gentleman who was hunched over the instrument display.

It would take him about half an hour before he woke up from the unbearable pain, Hifumi knew.

She had observed him for so long that she even remembered his physical habits clearly.

"I should have taken him away."

Hifumi looked at her husband's face on the phone screen and repeated in a low voice,

"I should have taken him away a long time ago."

The engine started running, slowly rising from the ground amid the howling wind and early morning sunlight.