Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

A metal warhead, flying at high speeds through space. In a universe where there is no atmosphere and gravity, the bullet fired out becomes almost a complete direct movement. The six bullets eventually reach the ship of dressed gathering and tear itself apart. If anyone was watching carefully, they would have noticed that the warhead was carrying out a complex evasive motion on the verge of a collision.

"That's 10,000 for one shot... 60,000 for one simultaneous shot... Ugh, no, Marr. I can't replace my belly on my back. Necessary expenses, necessary expenses… but…"

Look at the monitor, try to eat up bumps and teeth, Marl. Though Taro feels sorry for his condition, he loads the bullet that continues onto the turret.

"E24 silence, breakage during E31, slight but physical shield reactions have been detected from the subject. Well, unfortunately, I don't think it's a special blow."

Xiao Mei calmly reports the situation. Taro gently returns it to "Beam's Shooting Aye is much more effective".

"You can drop one plane with at least one simultaneous fire. Drone all aircraft ejected. Alan, I asked everyone."

"" This is Stardust, roger. However, it is the Raptor's guide that grips it. Don't complain if you can't. ""

Alan's voice returning from the comms. Taro switches the display and shows the hangar with Alan and the others from outside the ship.

"Blue Comet team, I'll be with you in a minute."

"Black Meteo Team, let's go."

"" Hey, you... damn it! Stardust, launch ship!! ""

Six man-made weapon HADs flying out of dock bay and a fast ship following it. Bella and Skoll, the captain's aircraft, are painted plainly in red.

When Taro loaded the HAD, he asked Bella if the red paint was noticeable, but the answer was that there was no problem at all. Since it is difficult to conceal the captain aircraft due to the development of electronic warfare, and there are only disadvantageous elements under limited circumstances, such as visualization with visible light, it seems that the coloring of the fuselage is generally carried out. Conversely, there is a lot of interaction on the monitor with nearby peers, and the advantage of collision avoidance exists.

"That looks tough over there...... Xiao Mei, how's the shield?

To the voice of Taro, Xiao Mei turns her face around. However, his hand keeps moving, probably covering parts of the BISHOP that just can't keep up with it, Taro guesses.

"So far, as expected, Mr. Taylor. We calculate that if the shelling is as it is now, it can be prevented by shielding for roughly half an hour. However, it is advisable to reverse the armor plate at some stage due to severe wear."

"You've got to have half an hour. I also know about armor. If you ask me, I'm definitely taking it just the front."

The residual incense of the beam diffused by the shield melts and scrapes the armor, albeit slightly. The armor worn on Plum II is thick and has no shame on the name of the cruiser, but one day the limit will come. And if you continue to be exposed to so many beams, naturally there will be another problem.

"Taylor, the temperature around the front exterior is skyrocketing. Currently the local average is about 1050 degrees. If it goes over 2000, it's an alert!!

"Yeah, it's heat!! Temporarily cut swivel performance!! To cooling!!

- "Attitude control, power saving." -

- "detour circuit activation" -

- "Circulating cooling boost" -

Orders by BISHOP are executed immediately, and much of the power that has been turned around to the thruster is turned to the cooling installation. A conduit that runs through the Plum II like a blood vessel. The coolant circulates violently through it and is quickly exothermized by a boosted giant radiator. The mist radiator, which releases heat-bearing coolant into space and receives it again when it cools, is also one of the few mechanisms that has been exposed outboard.

"E26 sinking, E29 silence. Shield residue 75%. Front temperature, stable at about 600 degrees. Miss Marr's wiring just helped."

Voltage control of hull installations is not as free as it should be. Most of them are automated, plus circuits that assume common sense operations. Normally, you don't boost other functions at the expense of attitude control. This seemed possible, for one thing, as a result of a modification by Marr.

"I don't know if the heat has escaped because it's a vacuum around... why is there such a stupid, deadbeat radiator on it? I finally understand."

"It cools somewhat with radiating heat to be exact, but that's a tiny amount compared to the heat of the beam. Hot, flaming bodies are hard to cool."

"Stop, Xiaomei!! Stop saying that!!

When the fourth destroyer was destroyed by Plum II shelling, reports of the shooting down also began to flow from the flying Alan and Bellas. Alan's ridden Stardust jams toward Wynd's engine mechanism, and a Black Meteo squad, led by Skoll, strikes toward it at a slowdown. Bella serves as a rifle sniper to cover the scouts from the rear, shooting through the hull of an enemy with less shield residue.

"" Come on, this is the sixth. Boy, leave the rest to me. ""

Bella suggested, "Roger that!!," said Taro. He decides to return the four beam turrets that were being attacked by small ships to anti-destroyer fire.

"Sounds good... but you're close. detour circuit shut-off, 45 above head right 90. Full engine speed"

Turning the power that was turning to the radiator back to the attitude control mechanism, Taro turns the hull of the plum II to the large right. This will expose the enemy to a flank, changing the focus of the attack.

"Damn, the front armor is going to spill... and the cost of repairing the armor plates is ridiculous"

Never cheap, blurry and tall imagining the cost of repairing armoured plates. "It doesn't matter," Marr said there.

"It's cheaper than a rail gun warhead. Look, do it. Bye-bye. I don't know if it's a destroyer size, but it feels good."

Taro gets a dry laugh "hahahaha......" on the unfocused eye marl. When he tries not to think about Marr, he shoots live ammunition again. I thought I heard a little scream, but I decided not to hear it.

"E22 sinking. E30 silence. 50% Shield Residual. If this continues, I assume the odds of winning will exceed 90%."

"Oh, I think I've got some kind of flag when I calculate that, will you stop?"

The predicament to visit after showing extra space. Think of the template for stories in movies and novels, Taro with a bitter face.

"Well, it's different from reality and story... there's no such thing as an early reversal play in the real world. Bye, Mr. Wynd."

When Taro released the rail gun simulation again, he decided to concentrate his entire nerve on its ballistic control.

There will be no major reversal drama, just a steadily changing war situation. Waind without tactics or collaboration does not have the power to just bounce back a simple force push. Bellas and scowls fasten small wines attached to Plum II, and distant destroyers are scattered on rail gun warheads. Eventually, the ninth rail gun was released, and the tranquility came to the universe again.

"That's a lot bigger... I wonder if it's nearly 200 meters. I look forward to the salvage."

Plum passing slowly, beside the destroyed Waind. Marl staring at the outboard monitors observes them with excitement and makes his nose rough trying to get in return for the warheads used.

"Sure it's a big wayne, but if it's just big, you're not exceptional, are you?

Make sure to tuck in the large screen, Taro. Marl and Xiaomei's gaze gather there, and a silence mixed with excitement and anxiety comes when they see an incredible object.

"Well, it's not a battleship-sized wind, is it?

"Yeah, it seems so, Mr. Taylor. If the subject doesn't have an engine, the turret doesn't exist."

"But it doesn't seem like you're incapable of fighting, does it? I've been doing massive jamming."

"So... hey Alan. It's like a monster in this scrap, don't you have any idea?

Taro while connecting communications with BISHOP. The dock shown on the monitor shows the men and women flocking to the provided display.

"" Oh, Taylor. I was just checking with you. But unfortunately, you have no idea. I've never even seen a military report. "I was enrolled almost ten years ago." "

"Oh well... Roger that. Same goes for Mr. Bella and Mr. Skoll, right?

"" Uh, boy. This is such an interesting siromon. "" That doctor must be breaking it down. "

"Oh. By the way, Mr. Bella, do you know Dr. Aljimov?

"" Hmm? Oh, yeah. You didn't check the roster list? ""

To Bella's voice, "The roster?" and Taro floating question marks. When he makes the Union's roster list appear in BISHOP, he discovers Bella's name in it.

"Bella Arjmov...... yeah!! Parent-child!!?

"" You're such a rude man, "Bella said in a surprise.

"" We are the Doctor's grandchildren. Do you look that old? ""

"We" too "?" said Taro to Bella's voice. He turns the list again, but there goes a low scowl voice.

"" Skol Aljimov. We're sisters and brothers. If you're willing to take the lead in the union, you should probably check the background of the key members. Are you motivated? ""

Taro shrinks with no words to give back to Skoll's voice, which seems a little grumpy.

"Mr. Taylor is still young and inexperienced. Would you take a big look at that area, Mr. Skole? When you were his age, could you have handled it the same way? That he was already made up as a mentor?

Inorganic. But a powerful little plum voice. Taro and Marl look at you with a surprised face.

""... Right. It's an angry way to put it, but if you ask me, yeah. I'm sorry, kid. Listen to my advice. ""

"Oh, no, I'm sorry," Taro said in a voice heard from the comms. For Taro, who is reflecting in the first place but was not coming to his head, he was now more concerned about what could be termed Xiao Mei's emotional behavior.

When Taro tried to voice something to Xiaomei like that, Marr's "Ah!! The screaming voice echoes into the control room, and the consciousness turns against you.

"Taylor, look at that... you know what that is?

Marl's fingertips, a creepy giant building displayed on a large display. When Taro turned a blind eye to it, he knew instantly what Marl wanted to sue and felt his fingertips tremble.

"... Oh, my God... this is"

Taro utters stunning words. From the comms, similarly astonishing Alan and the others can be heard leaking. Taro opens his mouth as he takes a few steps toward the display with a look like he sees something different.

"This... is a factory..."