Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

Liza keeps her body so that she can be comfortable with Taro. Taro panicked without knowing what it was, but inhaled a glass of sweet scent rising out of his hair.

"You should be aggressive, Mr. Taylor. If the EAP Alliance wins, some of the rights to the route will be yours, right?

Liza exhales as she peeps upwards. Taro manages to hold back his face, which is about to nip at the soft feel, and he says, "Well, will it?" Continue.

"But it's not" mine, "it's" everyone's. "Until Dingo finds out this way, he won't deal directly with EAP, but he's going to receive a tariff waiver and 10% of his tariff revenue. You're supposed to be pooling my income at this stage."

"Is that, Corp? Or the Union?"

"It's like a Mochi Union. While I was away, I got sales support from headquarters."

Before I finish, Liza tries to fly away and hugs Taro. Taro enjoys the scent of a richer Liza, even though he is surprised that the world's reason has changed without his knowledge.

"Yes, yes, that's it. I wonder if you could step aside because it's narrow."

Marl pulls Liza's body in a grumpy manner. When Liza purposefully said "Oh, my God," she honestly returned to her original seat. Taro felt some shame, but at the same time realized he was relieved.

"Regardless of the new route, we are not willing to aggressively attack. Except for the Mafia Bellas, who never look good."

Marl emits, as he embarks on himself. And Liza says, "Yeah."

"Of course I know, Mr. Marr. But it's not always right to incorporate your opinions and thoughts below, is it?

"Well, how about that? Hey, have you ever counted how many employees want to move from Speed Career to Rising Sun?

"Become... what's wrong with that? There's no sayin 'about the company's business policies when it comes to the same union."

"I'm not saying what to do. If you don't think about the treatment of your employees, you'll regret it, won't you?

"... I'll take that as a thank you advice"

Both of you, smile. Taro pinches his mouth with a "little something," even though he is pushed by the intimidation contained out of the blue.

"Maybe Dingo and I will have a fight."

To the words of Taro, Liza with her chest stretched and her nose rattled. Marl pulls his cheeks tight as he looks sideways at Liza like that.

"What do you mean? You said you weren't going from me."

Cold marl gaze. Taro manages to "well, not" continue, even as he falls into the feeling as if he's been grabbed by his heart.

"I'm talking about Dingo definitely coming into Alpha first. At least that's what I'd do if I were in Dingo's shoes, and I think I'd have to."

To Taro's answer, "What do you mean?" and Marl tilting his neck. Liza seems interested in it too, staring at Taro with a serious eye.

"It's a geographical factor. Dingo is sandwiched by two forces. You don't want to deal with them both, and you'll want to block them in advance for every trouble."

"Two? Not one? Besides the EAP Alliance, where else are we fighting?"

I just asked you to answer me, Marl, and I'm stuck in Taro. When Taro puts his finger in front of Marl, he answers, "Imperiality".

"An empire means an imperial army? Why not? That's outer space, isn't it? At least Dingo didn't copy the Imperial Army resentment."

"Mm-hmm. Do you remember when I spoke to Dingo before? This is what he said to me." You think an imperial dog can imitate mud? "

To Taro's point, Marr seemed to notice something all the time.

He said, "You think we're related to the Imperial Army or something?

"Ooh, maybe. It's a funny story to think about. We went straight through the Dingo area to the EAP Alliance, didn't we? I don't know if it's an example, but it's in Dingo's hands and there's no need to keep us alive, is there?

"Well... you must have seen the scene of a secret transaction, so either you want it to disappear."

"With Soyuko. He dared to leave us behind for fear of retaliation."

Taro and Marl nodding at each other. Liza with some clutter because she can't get into the conversation. Liza continues, "Hey, nice to meet you."

"I know a lot about your reports, and what you're saying might make sense. But how does that connect to the attack on the Alpha system?

Taro answers Liza's question.

"It's a blockade, blockade. He was smashing the EAP Stargate. Stargate is stupid expensive, you usually break it down when you take it home. You broke it, didn't you?

Speaking of which, Liza shows a convincing nod.

"I wonder if the Empire wants to send troops to the provinces. That's more pronounced than before because of the break-up of the neural net. Dingo has hidden the beacon, and the only way to White Dingo territory is to use a new route from the Alpha system..."

"That's right. If we're going to Dingo territory without using the new route, we need to go around the back of the EAP Alliance. You said Lynn would take nearly three months. The army will never come."

"Yes, yes. I don't even think Dingo will notice a quick reinforcement to the EAP. I don't know if it's a month away or two away, but I think I'll definitely feel the presence of a new route. He'd think the Empire might be involved in some way. Leave him alone and he'll lose to the EAP, and in case the Empire comes, he's doomed."

"You'd actually think about curbing the route, but that's not all you can do. They're just looking for another route. Above all, the empire cannot be prevented."

"... then I guess it means I'll slap the basics. I see, that's what this is about. And you know what he's going to do."

Liza wrinkles between her eyebrows in a grumpy manner. Taro says "Ah" to it and slaps this one and the desk.

"He'll be willing to smash the Alpha Station stargate. If the Empire hasn't come on an expedition anyway, I don't know what it is, but it should be fine. Hey, you know what. There's no farming station in Alpha. Waiting is complete obedience."

Reception intervals that quiet down properly.

"Hey, Taylor. Doesn't that mean it's our fault?

"Hmm, I don't know. I think if we kill the EAP Alliance, there's just a bigger Dingo coming. It would be an extra favor from him to say that you don't mind under Dingo's rule, but I don't think so. I'm gonna kill him, Pompon."

"Yes... then -"

As I gave up, Marl flaunts his shoulder.

"You have to work hard."

About a month after the war with the EAP Alliance began. Dingo was satisfied with the steadily changing war situation, but questioned the robustness of the EAP beyond what was assumed.

"That's crazy... I don't even think he's lying. There's got to be a hole somewhere."

As members of the TRB Union imagined. But much earlier than expected, Dingo was feeling about the way out of the blockade belt.

His doubts about the EAP were in the context of peace negotiations after the initial attacks struck the EAP fleet. The EAP should have had fewer standing fleets and no resupply capability for them to succeed. Not to mention, despite the fact that we had blockaded the war for three months.

"The joke is off. Tell me, Ding the Dingo. We won't give in to you, and we're ready to fight."

The EAP representative said so in the context of the peace negotiations. He was sending unscrupulous demands, and as a dingo, he didn't think peace would come about as it stands. But it was totally unexpected that they would have such an attitude. They said, "Call me. I'll deal with him." I said. Naturally Dingo went mad, but if I told you, that was all. For him, the question about the missed expectations was more important.

"Isn't it possible that we've built a course into the California system?

His men will depart to Dingo, sitting in the destroyer's captain's seat. Dingo waves at it like it's boring when he kicks it "unlikely".

"Who the hell is going to take the route that takes three months each way? Not to mention the scrap zone from the early days of the Empire. You'll be so overflowing with wine by now. Suppose there is -"

When Dingo hangs up his words, he points to the star genealogy map displayed on the monitor.

"There can only be a direct route from Alpha. The more crap it gets, the more crap the EAP carries on my territory."

His men who return "but" to Dingo's voice. Dingo kicks his desk hard when he returns grumpy, "But it's not".

"You're not telling me the neural net isn't connected around there, motherfucker. I know. Oh, hey, have you looked into the example antiques?

To Dingo's question, a subordinate who leans silently.

"Whoa, are there any decent men around me? Look, listen to me, you moron. That ship belongs to the Rising Sun of TRB Union. The rep is Taylor Ichijo. Probably the Yarrow we talked about in the correspondence. It matches the characteristics published on the network. Kid."

Dingo manages to quell the anger that is about to burn when he recalls the content of his correspondence with the ship he calls antique ship.

"It's not even a year old. It's a nascent corp, but it's already over 200 big strips. I don't know the details because I haven't released my shares, but I'm talking about a transport company that mainly fought ships. Formation is before the wind becomes active. Have you ever heard of one of those companies at the time? I'm not. He knew something."

When Dingo takes the pulse chip out of his pocket, he grips it unconstructively. What was in there was information about Rising Sun, which he no longer needed.

"They say what they specialize in is transport missions by armed ships using routes no one knows about. Hey, isn't that what you heard somewhere?

Dingo descends the seat and looks at the war situation map placed in the center of the control room.

"So far, we can't afford EAP enough to fight on a massive scale... gather your ships. We're going to lice up the Alpha universe."