NIKKE, when the stars bloom

NIKKE, when the stars bloom

Author: Keyboard damaged

Summary:

"When humans walk out of the ground, when the stars bloom in the sky, will you leave with me?"

One night, a boss stroked the cheek of a subordinate and said affectionately.

A few years later...

The day before humanity achieves final victory and returns to the ground.

Phoenix, who was forced to wear a yellow jacket, looked in the mirror and saw a big word appearing above his head in the mirror.

——Danger

The book is also known as:

NIKKE: I can't lose any of you

《NIKKE: Chao! How did you win? !》

《NIKKE: Remember not to repeat yourself when you say sweet words》

《NIKKE: Rebellion? Or was it me who rebelled? ? ?》

This is the Ark

Chapter 1 What is your ideal?

"Phoenix, what is your ideal?"

"Go to see Wallum's concert."

"No, what I mean is, in the long journey of life, what is your ideal?"

"Sitting in the front row and watching Wallum smash his electric guitar."

"...No... I say, Phoenix, tomorrow is the graduation ceremony, and we are about to become commanders! Can't you have a slightly greater ideal? When we entered the school, we all swore an oath to take back the land that once belonged to humans for all humans in the Ark!"

"Great ideals... yes."

"Yes! Tell me, what is your ideal!"

"Watching the concert where Vollem and Noyce are on the same stage."

"?"

"Phoenix..."

"Ok?"

"…When will you die?"

"The later the better."

"When will you die?"

"I say, the later the better."

"You, you, you, you, you...when will you...die?"

"Aaron?"

"What... when... wait for death?"

“Death, death, death, death???”

……

"call--!!!"

In the dusty and shabby supermarket in the K-3 area on the ground, the newly promoted commander Phoenix suddenly opened his tourmaline eyes from his sleep. A thin layer of cold sweat covered his forehead, and his chest, which was rising and falling violently, was constantly gasping for air.

A nightmare?

Recalling the scene in his dream just now, Aaron's round face kept getting bigger in front of him. Phoenix, who had recovered from his shock, grinned unhappily.

"Damn it, we've already graduated, and you still want to scare me in my dreams."

The cursing man stood up from the pile of paper made from the disassembled cardboard boxes and deftly picked up the large-caliber semi-automatic sniper rifle hanging on his chest.

He was seen holding the gun in his right hand, tilting the right side of the gun upwards, while at the same time his left hand swept across the spine of the gun and pulled the bolt on the right side.

Click!

The hopelessly sexy sound of the bolt being pulled echoed in the empty warehouse.

The young commander tilted his head slightly and saw the metallic bullet lying motionless in the barrel. Seeing this, he loosened the bolt with relief and stood with the gun in his hand.

This is Phoenix's unbreakable habit

——Before preparing for combat, you must make sure that the first bullet in the chamber is in a safe firing state.

In fact, this habit does not mean much in terms of practical results.

So far, Phoenix's wife, the "Phoenix Type 5 Semi-automatic Sniper Rifle", has not made any low-level mistakes such as jamming.

Instead of checking the condition of the gun before every battle, it is more reliable to clean the gunpowder residue remaining in the barrel during free time.

But from a psychological perspective.

Whether it's the sound of pulling the bolt or the act of confirming the status of the bullet with one's own eyes, these small details can bring a good mental calming effect to Phoenix.

You have to know that on the ground, people who are hysterical or mentally ill are destined to escape the pursuit of death.

Without exception.

"Opening combat record, this is Unit 055-A, Commander Phoenix."

"Member of the force, Commander Phoenix."

"The combat mission has been completed."

"Survival supplies are running out. Prepare to try to return to the Ark."

As usual, he turned on the video and briefly reported the current situation. Then, the young and lonely commander took out a box of energy bars from the tactical waist bag on his hip, chewed it up, and swallowed it with difficulty.

The drinking water was completely exhausted yesterday afternoon.

Considering the inevitable high-intensity exercise on the road, Phoenix knows very well that there is no such thing as a three-day rule.

Today is the last day to witness life and death.

Afraid?

scared.

Afraid?

Thinking about it carefully, Phoenix felt that he was not as scared as he thought.

On his way to death, he believed that he was not alone.

……

……

boom! ! !

On the dilapidated road, the roar of the phoenix resounded through the sky.

The specially made large-caliber armor-piercing bullet instantly pierced the sound barrier and penetrated the electronic eye of a mechanical body lurking in a dark corner. It was about two meters high and shaped like a four-legged spider.

The name of this type of mechanical body is collectively called "Letcher" by the Ark humans.

They have no intelligence, and their core instruction is only one - that is to kill humans within the detection range.

Ding——dangdangdangdang——

The copper shell was ejected from the ejection port, falling to the ground with high-temperature smoke. The crisp bell sound was like a signal from the breaking of a cup, which alarmed the evil in the ruins of this city.

boom! ! !

Another gunshot was heard, and behind the mottled concrete wall, another of Letcher's dark red electronic eyes was accurately hit by an armor-piercing bullet that penetrated the wall.

However, the bullet deformed slightly while penetrating the wall. At the same time, part of the penetration force was absorbed by the wall, so that the bullet could not completely penetrate the explosion-proof fiberglass after hitting the electronic eye.

Even so, the Letcher's visual receptors still couldn't escape the fate of being destroyed by the warhead.

Electric sparks flickered and moved around the mechanical shell like scratching a head. Its simple program system could not understand why the other party knew it was hiding there.

Da da da da da——

A metallic storm of machine gun bullets swept across the entire road, and a firepower-type Letcher rushed out of the corner and headed east, ruthlessly using machine guns to tear apart anything that dared to block its progress.

Unfortunately, there was no one there except for scrap metal and rubble.

Target lost! Target lost!

The Firepower Letcher moved its electronic eye in a "confused" manner, scanning in other directions, but what greeted it was...

boom! ! !

……

……

"call--"

"call--"

The burning lungs delivered scorching air to the throat, like sandpaper or a razor blade, causing unbearable pain in the throat.

Sweat is secreted from the pores on its own, completely ignoring the brain that is already experiencing dehydration pain, and is trying hard to lower the body's temperature to prevent large-scale cell death due to high temperature.

At this moment, Phoenix, who was traveling through the building complex, felt like a program full of bugs but still running. Whenever there was external intervention or any bump, he would instantly report an error.

"call--"

"call--"

The man climbed up the stairs of an office building with all his strength, broke into a room near the window, and staggered to the ground, gasping for breath.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, on the flat radar map with a radius of 600 meters, red cursors are wandering around.

Judging from the distance, it will take a while to find it...

suddenly!

Before Phoenix could finish his sigh in his heart, at 30 degrees south-west of the flat radar map, large patches of red dots flashed like locusts and were approaching him at high speed.

"You must be joking..."

Faced with such a desperate scene, the man who did not want to compromise chose to grit his teeth, propped himself up and looked towards the south window with a gun.

After a few breaths,

Suddenly, four figures flashed by in the fast-shaking sniper scope. Then, Phoenix, who had barely reacted, quickly turned the gun and looked back.

Black beret with red band, long light brown hair, short black tight jacket, high-transparent black stockings...

Ok?

Rabi???

Chapter 2 Four Silly Girls

In the southern building complex of K-1 area, a four-member team composed entirely of non-mass-produced Nikkis temporarily avoided Letcher's pursuit and was loading ammunition in preparation for the next round of retreat.

Among them, a tall woman with burgundy hair said coldly after loading her magazine with bullets:

"Lavi, Anis is too badly injured. The best way for us to take her away is to cut off her head."

"Huh? Kristen, do you want to listen to what you're saying?"