Kivotos Warlord Development Manual

However, I still haven't figured out the rules for recycling supplies clearly. It seems that only weapons damaged in battle can be recycled, while weapons damaged during testing have no response at all.

But just before entering the warehouse, I secretly touched the wreckage of the destroyed tank outside but didn't see any reaction.

Perhaps it is also possible that one needs to have clear ownership of the tool before being able to recycle it. After all, the auxiliary tool didn't seem to respond until Iroha told him to use it at will.

Forget it, it’s not important, let’s dismantle the car first!

Chapter 15: The Unfortunate Iroha

Excited Xuefeng took off the work jacket she had specially put on, then pulled up the sleeves and tied them around her slender waist, revealing the heavy white cotton sports vest and her toned waist.

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The blonde girl who climbed onto the giant chariot raised her hands and clapped them lightly. The two steel behemoths that she had just touched instantly turned into star-shattered points of light, and dissipated in the warehouse like mercury, leaving behind a pile of neatly stacked good parts.

Then she stretched out her arms as if dancing, her left hand dropped naturally while her raised right hand waved downwards again. More than a dozen plans automatically enlarged in her field of vision and were displayed in descending order of resource consumption.

After eliminating several repair plans that were obviously high-cost and low-return, Xuefeng became worried when he looked at the three assembly plans based on the Type 3 tank in front of him.

The most cost-effective option is to consume 6% of the recycled resources and then assemble a standard version of the Type tank. This option can definitely meet Iroha's requirements.

The second option is marked as "Type 6 Reinforced Heavy Tank", which consumes 2% of recycled resources and adds some accessories from the warehouse. Most areas of the hull and turret are changed from vertical armor to inclined armor, and the 88mm tank gun is also upgraded to a higher magnification.

Finally, there is a plan three marked as "Universal Heavy Tank Plan", which will use up almost all recycled resources. Its appearance is very similar to plan two, but it can use the 128mm tank gun of the super heavy vehicle under its feet.

After hesitating for a moment, Xuefeng finally pressed the button to adopt the third plan.

Ever since I touched this big, thick gun barrel under my feet, I can no longer accept those guys that look a little thin.

Just as she was wondering if it would be the same as recycling resources, a starlight suddenly flashed before her eyes, and then a large and heavy steel chariot jumped out with a Biu sound. Suddenly, a rotating dotted circle appeared in the upper right corner of her vision, and there was a constantly flipping wrench symbol in the circle.

Then, before she could react, she suddenly felt her muscles stiffen, and then her body lost control and jumped off the chariot by itself, and picked up the portable cutting machine that had just been thrown on the ground.

As her uncontrolled thumb pushed the switch, the light blue halo above Xuefeng's head became brighter and brighter, and wisps of blue-white light climbed up the cutter along her arm, followed by a blazing jet of green-yellow plasma that seemed to solidify into a blue-purple blade of light in an instant.

Then, with a confused look on his face, Xuefeng raised the light blade and slashed at the front armor of the super heavy tank behind him. Wherever the light blade passed, it was like a hot knife cutting through butter, accurately cutting through the blurred welds between the armor.

Boom--boom--

The fallen steel plates hit the concrete floor of the warehouse, making a series of dull thuds, and then various tools were constantly replaced between her hands.

Under her operation, the originally heavy tank body and the angular tall turret were disassembled bit by bit as if the replay button was pressed, exposing the tracked chassis underneath that had already been disassembled.

After she had sorted out all the scattered parts, she stretched out her dirty little hands, which were also covered in oil, and grasped a large piece of disassembled chassis component tightly like a vice.

Next, Xuefeng took a deep breath, and his two slender and white arms suddenly bulged with round muscle lines. The blue veins that were previously almost invisible appeared like dragons, and were still beating slightly under the impact of the high-speed flowing blood, showing an unparalleled sense of power.

She slowly raised her arms, and the heavy chassis frame left the ground with a slight friction sound. Then her arched back suddenly tensed up, and accompanied by the sound of bra straps cracking, the heavy chassis structure was lifted above her head in an instant.

However, just as Xuefeng displayed this terrifying power that was almost like a god descending from heaven, her delicate and cute little face was almost twisted into a ball. Her two big eyes, which were as big as copper bells, were full of bloodshot. Tears silently flowed out of her eye sockets, mixing with sweat to wet the tight collar of her chest.

It hurts...

It's like my limbs were torn off...

My waist...my waist is almost broken...

Why are my vocal cords also being controlled... I can't even scream...

When will this possessed state end?

Iroha, please come back soon...

Help...

at the same time.

The other side of the abandoned tank emplacement base.

The half-track motorcycle, emitting bright lights, stopped beside a pile of vehicle frames.

Iroha-san, who was called affectionately by Ms. Yukikaze in the car, sneezed loudly, but she just rubbed her itchy nose, then gently pushed back her uniform cap that had slipped off, with a look of confusion and bewilderment on her face.

"It's just as the investigation report said. After walking through the entire A area, we didn't find any problems at all..."

"Although the frame numbers of the three tanks have been filed off, I am sure that they must have come from Gehenna."

"But why is there nothing unusual at all..."

Iroha, who was puzzled, pulled his loose collar, took out a can of iced coffee from the storage rack of the motorcycle, took a big gulp, and the feeling of depression lingering in his heart was slightly relieved.

She leaned against the side of the motorcycle, took out her cell phone from her pocket and looked through the record of scrapped chariots of the Pantheon again.

Although those chariot bodies were spliced ​​together in several pieces and refurbished several times, he could still tell that the parts of this batch of chariots should have been the batch that was scrapped during the conflict with Trinity at the beginning of the year, which was not too long ago.

According to the records of retired tanks of Pandemonium, those frames should now be placed nearby along with the last two batches of scrapped tanks...

Then Iroha raised his head, looked at the pile of steel wreckage nearby, and sighed helplessly...

Well...it looks like it's been suppressed...

What a hassle...

Forget it, I'd better investigate it thoroughly, otherwise those guys in the Discipline Committee will nag at Pandemonium for not doing its job properly...

And no matter what, the lost items are also important equipment of Pandemonium, and they cannot be ignored like other insignificant things...

Oh... so annoying...

I have to find a way to move those scrapped tanks, but it seems like I can't do it alone...

There are no trucks or cranes nearby...

Let's just go back and ask Xuefeng to drive the crane to help.

After making up his mind, Iroha drank the coffee in his hand in one gulp and threw the can onto the pile of chariot wreckage behind him.

Ding--clang--clang--

Dongda——Donglong——

As the can hit the rusty wreckage of the abandoned chariot and fell into the gap, a series of metal collision sounds of varying degrees of severity were heard, and finally, in Iroha's gradually widening pupils, the shaky abandoned chariot stacking game collapsed with a loud bang...

ten minutes later.

Iroha, who was in tatters, crawled out of the rubble. After wiping the stains on his wounds with his tattered sleeves, he took out another cup of coffee from the shelf and gulped it down in one gulp. However, he seemed to choke because he drank too quickly, which caused him to cough violently again.

After coughing for a while while holding his chest, Iroha spat a mouthful of gray-brown saliva at the side, and said with lingering fear: "Ahem... Fortunately, a frame of a car fell and blocked me... Otherwise, I would be really finished this time..."

"These abandoned chariot wreckages... seem to be placed in a staggered manner... Why do they collapse after a slight collision..."

"Huh... But it's also possible that the guy in charge of transportation just wanted to save trouble and just threw it up casually."

"After I return, I will definitely include this aspect in the handover inspection... It's really scary..."

"If I really get crushed under these car frames, I'll probably have to wait until the patrol team comes tomorrow to find me..."

After Iroha, who was leaning against the motorcycle, complained a few words, her violent heartbeat due to the shock calmed down a little. Then she drank up the coffee in the can again, and then looked at the metal can in her hand, and again smashed it at the other uncollapsed frames on the opposite side with an unhappy look on her face.

when--

Boom——Woo——

Iroha, with a sour face, covered his head and struggled to climb into the driving seat of the half-track motorcycle, started the engine and drove towards Warehouse No. 7.

Ever since the case of the abandoned tank theft and sale occurred, my luck seems to be getting worse and worse. The only good thing is probably being kidnapped by this mysteriously confident guy...

Thinking of this, Iroha swept his eyes across the motorcycle's display screen, and the time jumped to 01:00:05.

It was around 20 p.m. when I just came out of the warehouse. I had been wandering outside for more than four hours, and I didn’t know if she had given up.

Thinking back on what happened yesterday and today, it was just like a vulgar plot in a third-rate novel. I didn't expect these guys to be able to put me in a box and kidnap me outside the Pantheon in broad daylight...

Those guys in the Disciplinary Committee who always say they are busy are really unreliable!

Ah... Actually, coming back to the point...

If Ibuki is here...there really is nothing in the entire Gehenna Academy that can stop them...

But Yukikaze seems to have a good relationship with the Disciplinary Committee, so even without Ibuki, they could probably take me away smoothly...

And according to the intelligence obtained by Pandemonium, she actually made friends with the Disciplinary Committee, the Hot Spring Development Department, and the Food Research Society, three clubs with serious conflicts.

It is said that he was dragged away to seek revenge on the fishing club a few days ago, and after beating up the other side in a very strange way, he became good friends with the people in the fishing club.

It's like cheating affinity...

He also has strong fighting ability. It would be great if such a reliable guy could come to the Pantheon and work with me.

Of course, she is not without flaws. Not only is she not very vigilant, she also likes to trust people easily. I have only been with her for less than a day, but she has treated me as an unguarded good friend.

Such a gullible guy seems to be easily exploited by people with bad intentions.

But why is there only one pair of socks in the bathroom?

The red-haired boy, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, rode a half-track motorcycle, flexibly moving through piles of steel wreckage, and soon returned to the brightly lit Warehouse No. 7.

After taking two more cans of coffee from the bicycle rack, Iroha, feeling much better, took a step forward and pushed open the half-open door.

"I'm back, what results have you achieved..."

thump—

Seeing the situation in the warehouse at this moment, Iroha felt as if his throat was suddenly strangled. The air flow passed through his vocal cords and made a faint hissing sound. The icy coffee in his hand slipped from his fingertips, fell on the concrete floor, and rolled to the side.

In her wide-open gray-blue eyes, there was a picture reflected that seemed inexplicable by words and normal logic.

The super-heavy test vehicle that originally occupied the corner of the warehouse and the two Type 6 tanks next to it are all gone.

The ground nearby was filled with neatly arranged pieces of steel armor and mechanical parts, as well as a pile of steel components that looked like fragments of track chassis.

There was a dirty tracked chassis in the middle of the warehouse. Although the road wheels had not been installed yet, it had 8 pairs of axles. It looked very similar to the chassis of the Type 6 tank, but it was much larger than the Type 6 tank.

Miss Xuefeng, who caused all this, was now lying with lifeless eyes on the 128mm gun barrel not far from the chassis. Her tattered clothes were covered with dirty oil and dust, and her whole body was wet as if she had just been pulled out of the water.

What happened during the time I was away...

Not to mention that she looks like she's broken...

In more than four hours, she alone used the simplest portable tools to dismantle three tanks weighing more than 3 tons in total?

And all the dismantled armor and mechanical parts were sorted and placed according to their areas of use?

hiss--

Could this guy be some high-tech bionic robot with artificial skin? !

For some reason, a strange image of Xuefeng sitting in the classroom and crunching CDs and batteries suddenly popped up in her mind...

Iroha came to his senses and ran over to check on her condition. Xuefeng, with his eyes rolled back, seemed to have heard her footsteps. He moved his eyeballs slightly twice, and then stared straight at Iroha's nervous little face.

"Iroha-chan... wuwu... you're finally back..."

"Hurry... I'm exhausted... Please give me the two bags of glucose on the ground..."

Seeing Yukikaze's miserable appearance, Iroha couldn't help laughing, and quickly picked up the two packets of glucose water that had fallen on the ground beside her and walked over.

The red-haired guy didn't mind the dirty sweat and oil on her body. After pulling Xuefeng up from the gun barrel, he let her lie on his lap.

Unable to tear open the package in a hurry, Iroha simply used her teeth to tear a small hole in the edge. Then she seemed to remember how Xuefeng had called her a hentai during the day. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the glucose bag and rubbed it towards her dry lips.

Then, under Xuefeng's expectant gaze, two clear streams of water instantly splashed on her face...

Then Xuefeng's angry voice came from the warehouse -

"Iroha! You big Hentai!!!"

Chapter 16 Party A wants to change the plan

After drinking two packets of glucose water, the restored blood sugar and electrolytes quickly allowed Miss Xuefeng to regain her mobility.

When she angrily rolled off Iroha's knees, she immediately stretched her limbs with all her strength. The muscles on her body that seemed to be twisted into a ball shook and stretched rapidly, causing a series of crisp sounds of bones rubbing against each other.

"Phew—I'm alive again!"