Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Wow... don't..."

The new cruiser, drawn by four towing ships, slowly delivers a 720-meter giant to the large dock.

Named Plum II, it is equipped with a center of ghostship, just like when the destroyer Plum was built, and reuses the black metal IN type intact for additional armor around the engine. However, the common parts were that far apart, and everything from appearance to contents was out of order. When the total length of a ship is doubled, the volume is eight times higher by simple calculations.

"The previous pram was a good ship, too, but this sucks. You can be this guy and get dug."

In the gravity chamber in the dock, press your face against the window glass, Taro. Even though neighbor Marr said, "That's a big deal," Taro and I. And I'm peering into the dock just like Alan behind it.

Whereas the old plum was shaped like a box shape with smooth shards of corners, this one has no shards of smoothness, a complete linear design. It is shaped as if it defeated the narrowed Tokyo Metropolitan Government sideways, with four turret bays arranged on each side, up, down, left and right. One turret at a time is not very different from that of the old plum, but the fact that it can project four times as much firepower is huge.

"I thought you said it was all-encompassing? If I put out all the turrets, they're going to be like halibut. Whether it's beautiful or not, you're going to depend on it."

Boosh and squeamish Marl. And Taro keeps saying, "Sweet."

"Sixteen of one bay, eight is the usual beam weapon. Six is a rail gun and the other two are torpedo launching tubes!!

I'm just sayin ', how's that sound, Taro? Marl and Alan with a decent look to it.

"A rail gun is you, is that it? Is that the Project Tile Weapon?

In response to Alan's question, "Ooh!!" and Taro answers cheerfully. Alan tries to pinch his temples and suppresses his face and continues, "Why again..."

"Flying weapons are obsolete weapons a thousand years ago, aren't they? Even military schools learn to learn as history, but what are you going to do with such antiques on board?

"Is that it? They don't use live ammunition weapons anymore?

"I'm an amateur in the military, but I can assure you I still don't... Huh. And what is that" Gyorai "? You've never even heard of me, have you? Earth's weapon?

Two people showing their surprised and frightened faces. Taro answers it in an awkward way.

"No, look. Every ship, including Wind, of course. If I said shield, wouldn't that be beam shield? I've never heard of a ship with one eye full of physical shields, so I was wondering if it's a good idea. By the way, a torpedo is a big missile. I don't know if I can say torpedo because it's not the ocean."

Taro explains the torpedo with gestures and gestures. I guess I got some understanding about that, the two sighing out.

"If you think you're spending tens of millions on something special, that's the thing. I don't know, I've managed to come here without a problem before, but I think I've come here to make a bad difference in the times I was born."

"I agree," Alan said in Marr's words.

"I think I've got an idea about becoming a general, so I'll hold off on commenting. But, well. Surely you're thinking about using company money to run to your hobby."

Taro stuck with the word "ugly" for the negative return of the two.

"Well, he said it was okay. I didn't just use the old blueprints as they were, and that. I think it would be somewhat useful..."

To Taro's words that are about to disappear, the two eyes that look cute.

"Well, let's just put that away. It's not primarily about fighting, and eight lasers is enough."

What a subtle air the three of them remained and stepped into the Plum II.

"Wow. The shock absorber on the seat is the latest formula. Fluffy."

Make sure you squeak in the control room seat, Marl. Structurally the same central control room as before. However, the equipped equipment had been renewed, with further improvements of its own, Taran, obtained through training in war.

"All the display relationships are made of soft materials. It might distort you with a shock, but I don't think there's anything like scratching your forehead."

Display provided on the arm extending from the side of the seat. Made of rubber-like materials, it's very generous.

"You made the additional option a warp stabilizer. How much power can you give me?

"Well, I don't know exactly, but the calculation of Xiao Mei says that it would be okay to be jammed at the same time for every ten planes if a small wine were to be used."

"Ten, that's amazing again. Not all of our enemies have jammers, and yes, they don't seem to be tied up that way. Any other electronic equipment?

"You could tell from the outside, but it's loaded with big scanners. I prioritized resolution over distance, so I'd get a perfect picture to the chest of a beauty 300 kilometers away."

The external footage of the hull shown on the display shows a large scanner of a twist mounted by Taro. It stretches left and right as if it were a feather. It looked like a giant solar panel from the feel of the Earthlings, Taro.

"From medical facilities to residential areas, it's a dunch. In over a hundred medical capsules, a ten-block modular residential compartment. If there were 2,000 people there, wouldn't you be able to afford it?

"After all, a lot of freedom works when it comes to cruiser size. They'll treat you like an official warship from this size, won't they?

"Sort of. All ships below Destroyer are coming to" Small Ships ". Finally, this ship counts as an Imperial Power. Besides being conspicuous, you don't get it. Up there, you didn't have half the paperwork to sign. There are people who don't like registering."

I remember the days when I was supposed to grasp and sign the contents for a few days, with expert advice, and laughed bitterly. I wrote "transport and trade" on the item for the purpose of use of the ship, but I was stuck wondering if it would pass. There are no human beings using warships for those operations in a peaceful empire, because registration on ships other than transporters was unprecedented.

"I should have bought a transport for dummies, too. That's right, the escort came through in the name of a frigate... oh, and it's loaded with beam jammers and scan scramblers (jamming devices). I don't plan on going after the escaping enemy, so I removed the warp jammer."

Marl gives a satisfying nod to Taro's words. When she says, "Let's leave that to the security company," she starts messing around with the scans and the engines that would be the main ones in charge.

"You have two nuclear fusion reactors... the circuits are independent... safety measures? If we can get them to rendezvous somewhere... we might not be able to put it together in this control function..."

Marl enters a world of bumps and one, as if he had been given a new toy. Taro knew he couldn't get his hands on her when this happened, so he decided to leave her alone for a while.

"This is the central control room. Alan, how are you?

Taro with a miniaturized hearing aid in his ear. The letter "Alan" appears on the BISHOP, and audio is emitted along with the waveform.

"" Thank you. Nothing, it's great. It feels weird to have a ship in your boat. Looks like two other ships are inside Stardust, but a reconnaissance ship? ""

"Yes, yes. It's a ship loaded with scans for assistance, and the battle is a tease, but I want to have a good reputation. Looks like nobody can move it, but in that case, watch out for jamming. Looks like there's been some past takeovers."

"" You mean Case 4428? That wasn't taken over... well, I'm fine. I don't mind if you leave this area to me. He's a former Imperial soldier, even if he rots. ""

To Alan's satisfied voice, "Whoa!" Returning, "Taro checks the clock on the BISHOP. The door to the entrance to the control room opens with my face raised that it should be about time.

Coming in through the open door was a beautiful aged woman with dark hair. You'd be confused with humans at first glance alone. There are a number of connecting lines of organic cortex running in that body that you can clearly tell are cyborgs.

"Here you go, Mr. Taylor. I'm not used to handling organic materials, do they look good on you?

Xiao Mei drops her gaze on her own arm and gives her a strange look.

"Oh, oh... you look great. If I did, I'd be like a human being... more than that."

Taro takes two steps and a leg. The surface of the body he once presented was covered with epithelial tissue, which should have given her the ability she wanted more than anything else.

"Hey, Mei, let me see you laugh."

Plum tilting her neck with a decent face. When she raised her gaze as she thought of something, she gave Taro a neat smile.