Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

- "Safety device disarmed, BISHOP interlocking system activated" -

Far from the Delta Station. The shell of stripping toward the star delta shivers small, and the experimental device placed on the hull of Plum II grows loud.

"" Fifteen seconds to launch... thirteen, twelve, eleven... ""

Marl's voice began to read in seconds, and until then, Machina's employees, who had twitched that it was not so, drew attention to the device shown on the display with Taro.

- "Ballistic control link initiated" -

When Taro accesses the warhead following the usual procedure, he looks at the simple attitude control function inscribed there. It was a BISHOP operation from an unfamiliar location called from the dock of the plum, but the experiment seemed unimpeded.

"" Eight, seven, six… ""

Someone's throat snarls and he hears shallow breathing because of nervousness.

Three, two, one, fire.

moment, the shell of a rail gun that blows fire with the light. The glowing magic bullet flies away incredibly fast and keeps sending its relative position coordinates to the plum.

"Right... Left... Feint... Assault"

Fully focused Taro plays his part in the BISHOP world when he squeaks and squeals.

"It's a hit, Mr. Taylor. The error with the target accuracy is 15%. It's acceptable."

"Oops, for now, the first stage is success. What about next?

Taro takes a sigh of relief and looks at Makina employees who seem busy messing with various devices.

"Hurry, hurry!! Hurry up and cool it!! We're loading the next bullet right now!!

"Did you collect the data? What about the sensors?

"The heat sensitive sensor is dead!! We need to replace it!!

A worker in a space suit wanders around the rail gunteret, and at the dock several staff members stare at a terminal placed directly on the ground with a dangerous face. Taro sends his work enthusiasm to them with a great deal of respect.

"Craftsman, you feel that. It's the same thing I've been working so hard on."

"Yeah, right, Mr. Taylor. A hard worker for something is something that feels good to watch."

"Well... well, it's not like I don't have any feelings for you"

Taro had promised direct bonuses and special leave to the success of the experiment. If you still listen now, you may hear annoying round-the-clock statements like "10,000 credits per person -" or "two weeks off -". But Taro didn't think that was okay, and he was rather welcome if that motivated him.

"Blah, it's cheaper than ammo costs"

Taran's answer to questions from employees about the amount of large-scale development funding provided to Makina.

The increase in prices of mechanical products that hit the entire Delta region continued to rise without ceiling knowledge, although the increase was somewhat more moderate than before. Taro's bespoke warhead had already tried to reach 70,000 credits per shot, which was more than the reward for his first job earned in the former pram.

"Every time I shot him, Marl was making a sound like he was dying... well, you actually are"

The number of warheads used in this expedition is 60 rounds. Worth about 5 million credits. That is also the amount of Frigate ships that can be bought in full gear for combat.

"" Ready to fire the next bullet. We have until launch. ""

Returning to consciousness, which I thought was blurred by Marr's readings, Taro begins concentrating towards the next ballistic control. In the end, money for Taro was just an item to achieve a goal, not an end in itself. I thought it would be cheap if the safety of my people could be bought at some expense.

The shooting experiment of the day left certain challenges and achievements, and the employees returned with a smile. The full amount didn't come out, but Machina employees were likely to receive a bonus and enjoy their first vacation in a long time.

"Huh? Discount? Oh, no, I'm sorry, but I think it's hard, it's below what I'm buying right now... yeah, yeah. That's right. Yes, of course I hope to make a good deal in the future. Haha, bye."

Taylor with an obnoxious face to the subject for his refreshing voice color in the discourse room of Plum II. When he joins his feet on the couch, he leads to great satisfaction and back.

"Could it be the supplier of the previous warhead?

Marl while taking care of his nails with some kind of palm-sized device. Taro replies "Soya" to that.

"If I told him I'd finish purchasing this time, he'd be in such a hurry. You're kidding. You're kidding me. How long have you been gone?"

"Yeah, what's that? High Technology Research, right? Shouldn't we stop doing business there already?

"Uh-huh, that's what I'd like to do personally, but I also have a good company with HTR. There's no way you're going down there... it's a hassle to be clumsy."

When Taro joins hands behind his head, he glances and stretches wide. This is within Plum II, but also within the dock of the Delta Station. It has been a long time since Taro was physically and mentally relaxed in the same boat.

"Oh, I heard from Soya Alan and the others. How's it going over there?

"Right," replies Xiaomei, who stood still beside Taro.

"Nothing unusual so far, Mr. Taylor. Training for example operations is ongoing."

Taro smiles "oops" at Xiao Mei's answer. He had left Alan at the Alpha Station in defense, and had told him some of the operations he had come up with at that time.

Xiaomei and Marr said the Alpha system was unlikely to be a battlefield, but Taro didn't think so, and Alan agreed with that. Taro remembered Dingo's movements in earlier accidental warfare, and he felt he should never be insulted. Also, Taylor's knowledge of the newly overridden civilian military gives him Dingo's aim and purpose. And he told me various predictions, including tactics and so on. Taro thought Dingo would definitely come to the Alpha system.

"He noticed the rail gun in the third shot. I was trying to avoid being good, and I think it's a blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

This was Taro's honest sentiment, and I also thought it was probably true. Alan was alert at Alan about the dangers of Dingo, and the two had many discussions about if the Alpha Station became a battlefield.

"And, Mr. Taylor. The new shipbuilding used for the operation was also successfully completed. It looks like a few glitches have been found and they are currently being adjusted, but there seems to be no major problem."

"A new shipbuilding, ah. That's an example... you know, does it really work?

"Uh-huh, what do you think? They used to use it in the military. I'm still in the private sector... oh, no, I don't know now."

Taro hastily said it again, "By the way," and decided to change the subject.

"Liza, it's a long time ago. You're an hour past your appointment."

"Hmm, speaking of which, yes... I wonder what's wrong. I thought you were a tough guy on time, but is something wrong?

Marl with his index finger on his cheek and his neck tilted. Taro makes access to BISHOP in one corner of his head, even as he sees it as somewhat childish.

"Oh, how dare you rumor it's him. Looks like he's in the dock now. Sometimes we go out this way."

Taro wakes up to welcome her when the station's monitor finds Liza's transporter captured. Xiao Mei and Mar take the walk in the form that follows it, and the three relax and walk out of the Plum corridor they know on their own.

"Hey, Taylor. Are you sure about this?

Marl's voice heard from behind. Taro said to it, "What?" Returning it, "Marr replies," It's about the Union. "

"About the exit? I can't help it. It's a situation where you push the opposite, then you go over there and you might end up in a war, right?

"Well, that might be... Honestly, it's pretty painful as a company, huh?

To Marl's point, Taro snorts that he is indeed right.

The TRB Union was only the main source of revenue for transport operations, and its transport mandate was due to the presence of Liza's transport vessel. Rising Sun also has its own transport vessel, but it was no match for Liza's Speed Carrier Corp.

In terms of quantity alone, it was simply a good story to buy a big ship, but when it comes to items, the story changes. Special facilities will be required for long-term storage of groceries, as well as precision machinery and raiser metal. Many items, such as gas and radioactive materials, required careful attention in their transport. And such items are in high demand, i.e. income is also high.

Eventually, Taronda, who headed to the dock where Liza's transport ship was gathered, embarks on an elevator talap that leads aboard at her invitation.

"Why is this tarrap all glazed up... I can't believe it"

Transport vessel entrances and exits are high and elevators rise to approximately 50 m.

"If you were down there, you might have peeked inside your skirt, Mr. Taylor"

"... Xiaomei, why didn't you say that a few minutes ago?"

"No, I'll never get ahead of you."

Upon arrival at the entrance and exit, Taylor and the others will be guided to the Speed Carrier section manager who will come to pick them up and arrive at Liza's waiting reception room. Taro described a series of events that took place there in outer space and also told her about Rising Sun's progression and retreat.

"I don't mind if you take all the shared facilities in the Union."

Liza looks offended at Taylor, who went on not to quit paying compensation in some cases. She stands silently as she waves her long extended sidetail shaking. Taro meditates his eyes all the time, probably getting beaten up.

"............... that?

The expected shock did not come, next to the right of Taro in his gazed open eyes. That is, the figure of Liza sitting in the narrow space between Taro and Marr. Liza gives a grin and a luscious grin as she stares into Taro's eyes at what can be described as close proximity.

"There's no running out, Mr. Taylor. As a member of the Union, we will do everything we can to support you. It's bad for people to be alone in such a" delicious story. "