Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Hey, Taylor. You realize that?"

Marl's voice staring at the monitor in Plum's control room. Taro responds to it by saying "oooh."

"Front and back. Do you think they're both tens of thousands of kilometers away? When you're as pretty as a plum, you don't have half as many stalkers."

A faint stream of particles that are regularly visited, sensed by the sensors of the plum. If it was Taro or Marr, I would have definitely missed it. The noise got lost. But I couldn't deceive Xiao Mei's eyes.

"It's been in a row for roughly seven hours, Mr. Taylor. That's predictable back there, but what the hell is that coming from the front?

"Uh-huh, I don't know. Why don't you ask the experts?"

When Taro tilts his neck at Xiaomei's questioning, he draws the monitor to connect the communication.

"Bella, I caught the scan waves from two places back and forth, but I think the rear is probably the Imperial Army. Do you have any predictions of a scan coming from the front?

Slightly later, Bella's voice returns more than the comms.

"" Right. I can't think of any of them, but none of them are fun. If that's possible, don't interfere with it. Nobody gets in trouble when they sink without warning. ""

To Bella's answer, I couldn't help but wonder what the hell she was going to be. Taro leaks a bitter laugh.

"In the meantime, shall we put on a scrambler? I've never used it before, but how does this work?

"It's simple, Mr. Taylor. You give back all kinds of scanning particles emanating from the other side by randomly reflecting them back into bullshit. If you use it well, you can deceive them."

"Ho, I mean, is that it? It's like a stealth function, huh?

"Affirmative, Mr. Taylor. Visible light can also be disrupted, so if you use it, it should appear as a rather blurry video from other ships"

"Ooh, I don't like it when you seem to be subject to some kind of expression regulation... hey, wait a minute. Didn't I just come up with something amazing?

"Ho, what is it, Mr. Taylor? By the way, the technology to reverse the scrambler has absolutely nothing to do with whether you can remove the mosaic of video data, right?

"Damn, there is no god!!

Make sure you fall off the seat, Taro falls to the floor.

"No, what are you thinking... you were psyched, weren't you? Was it less than E judgment?

As I lay on the floor, I shrugged "Yeah... it was C..." without force. The C determination applies to the degree of growth between the ages of 13 and 16, with restrictions placed on the various types of footage that can be viewed.

"C, judge me... I don't usually answer. You answered appropriately for half the play. Unfortunately, we'll have to wait for next year's decision."

Taro roars "Uggu" because he is a star entirely.

"Because, you know, I couldn't have predicted that that test would affect my everyday life so much. I'm an ice man, aren't I?

"I wouldn't know if I told you," Marr said to the pleading Taro. "I need a guardian to go out after 22: 00 at night, or how much," Taro continues with a vain look.

"Well, I can't help it... Oh, Xiao Mei. Radio waves from the front, appropriately scrambled... the back one, well, you don't care"

Taro looking clearly unmotivated. Marl sighs one sigh when he looks sideways at Taro like that.

"Hey, Taylor. There's outer space ahead. I thought you forgot something.

"Mm-hmm, well, maybe... if you forgot something soulful, I'll be here..."

"It's a lawless zone over there. If you go over there, you can do whatever you want."

"... minagit tekita!!

Quickly, a taro that rises with a neck spring. But after failing, he crashes into the seat on a raised clap and bleeds from his forehead.

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Unsensed!! Unsensed!!"

As Taro snorts and jumps onto the seat, he starts to assemble BISHOP with a quick move that never happens. He quickly began to recombine its disruptive function into something robust when he said it was his first device to touch.

"... Sometimes you don't know who you are."

To Marl's whining, Xiao Mei smiled and agreed.

Far rear of the plum ii going to space. A fleet of ten ships vanished by a thorough optical camouflage is quietly asking around using its high-performance sensors. A faint pulse, carefully disguised, is released around the perimeter, and a ship full of antennas made just for electronic control receives it.

"Dean, I'd like to report something."

In a universe where there is no air to transmit sound, there is no need to worry about the physical sound reaching the target. But still, in a command chamber wrapped in painful silence, a soldier in an upright immobilized position emits as if an iron core had passed through his spine.

"What. I guess you're not saying I lost sight of you. If that's the case, I'll have to get you around to the bottom of the maintenance team."

Dean, admiral of the Imperial Army detachment, answers with his hips sinking deep into the seat. Wrinkles carved between its brows, eyes staring at the radar screen.

"No, the supplement to the subject is ongoing. I'm not worried about that..."

Military personnel guided by conciseness and politeness. Dean glances up at them. When the military takes Dean's gaze straight, he opens his mouth like he doesn't know why.

"This has never happened before. Admiral, this presence could have been exposed over there."

To the military report, he said, "Huh!?," said Dean, who roughly raises their usual voices. The military raises an eyebrow as surprised for a moment, but quickly returns it.

"Five minutes and 22 seconds ago now, the subject activated the scan scrambler. As you reported earlier, I assumed it was against another fleet, but the scans from this one are also messy. As a result… the…"

Point your gaze at the large screen in the control room. This is followed by a very glamorous woman in swimsuit depicted in animated tones, full of screens that are nearly five metres high. The woman reaches for the swimsuit that has fallen off and holds her own chest with the other hand. The breast, which could not fit in one hand, had a mosaic that was used to restrict viewing by mental judgment, which irritated the beholder.

"The subject's shadow by optical scan is displayed in such a way. I know it's using scrambling over visible light, but I don't know what the hell I can do about it."

Dean slammed his desk once and forcefully when he asked the soldier's sober report, "Can you tell for yourself?"

"Ooh... is this the stargate over there? Unlike the Empire, it's long and thin."

Taro shouts his admiration at the outboard footage shown on the display. What is there is a stargate in square, long thin shape, unlike the cylindrical stargate widely used in the Empire. Zooming the camera can confirm the appearance of a number of ships lining up on a huge device that extends approximately several kilometres.

"It's a pretty old type of stargate, Mr. Taylor. You're already a mould that was no longer used in the Empire hundreds of years ago. Line up like that and warp. It would be significantly inefficient compared to the cylindrical shape of the Empire because the ships need to be lined up in a straight line"

"I see... is it with you that we don't line up back and forth so we don't bump into each other? Then I'd prefer a cylindrical shape that sits up, down, left and right."

"But it's also a stall that supports the expansion of the Empire. Until the Cylindrical Stargate was developed today, it continued to be used for almost a thousand years. It's very reliable."

In the long run, it doesn't even look like a single sheet of iron, a giant device. Looking back at the few days it took for Taro to arrive here, he raises a natural question.

"Mmm, this is it. Why can't you fly here directly from the Imperial Stargate? So Stargate says," Push and pull, "right?

To Taro's question, Xiao Mei answers with a dust.

"Mr. Taylor, I was wondering if we could assume that there are invisible lines in the space that we've been passing through in a few days. A place where the empire has no influence means that there are forces to replace the empire."

To Xiao Mei's answer, Taro looks up and thinks.

"An invisible line, or... a force is a so-called outlocope or something around it. I mean, from here on out..."

Find the right words and get them out.

It's like a foreign country.

If Taro continues to do so in a pompous manner, a strange silence descends indoors for a while. Marl turns to Xiao Mei with a strange face, approaching Taro in a hurry, wondering if he had said anything wrong.

"A foreign country is when there are multiple states. It's a word for something other than your own, Miss Marr."

To Xiao Mei's words, Marl shows a convincing complexion.

"Heh, you know the hard word. Yeah, it's like Geikoku. There are a lot of places over there that don't welcome the forces of the Empire to come, and I don't think they're going to be able to come easily."

Talking of which, Taro remembers from Marr's statement that the Galactic Empire was the only national organization. Taro imagines that perhaps it was thousands of years ago that the term foreign was no longer common.

Boy, are you okay now?

Bella's voice was uttered by a telecom when Taro was thinking about the history of the Empire. Then an unrecognized interstellar map is sent on Taro's BISHOP.

"" Keep that map in mind, boy. The blue area is a neutral zone set by the forces around here. While we're moving there, well, it'll be safe. If you're leaving, you'll need to be very vigilant. ""

To Bella's words, Taro takes a serious look at the map. And "... wow, seriously," my voice leaks.

"At best, it's only blue around Stargate. How end-of-the-century."

To the voice of Taro, with a bitter laugh. Taro decided to sum up some regrets that he had come to a hell of a place and some strangely exciting feelings of youth.

"What an adventure."