Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"An act of battle...... wait a minute. What, is an empire even a war?

In the darkness, Taro brings his face closer to the luminous lamp.

"It's a denial, Mr. Taylor. There are no clearly hostile forces in the empire, so there can be no war per se"

"Yeah, well, then what? Fighting or something like that? Is that it in this day and age? Is it normal to leave a cannon blasted for a change of beating?

"I don't know, Mr. Taylor. That may be the case, but Xiao Mei's data bank doesn't describe such common sense. Isn't it some sort of internal force struggle or something?

"Oh, is that a gangster? Even so, what happened? Wouldn't it suck if I got involved?

"Right, this ship is only about as armed as a laser for debris incineration. If it's going to be a fight, I'm guessing it's definitely going to sink."

"Sink it... Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's up? What do we do!?

"What shall we do, Mr. Taylor? By the way, it's the estimated time of arrival on site. I suggest something catch you."

Xiao Mei's words finish saying no or the vibration that rocks the hull again comes. Taro starts BISHOP when he crawls into the refrigeration unit, desperately looking for any means of self-defense.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Due to vibration creepy voice color and tall. His eyes showed a number of armed functions for self-defense labeled "offline," and he guessed they would have been disconnected with the engine or something due to an accident.

And as with the start of the drive, the silence visited without preconditions.

- "End of overdrive" -

- "End of battery circuit detour" -

- "Program Noah Ends" -

A green message that continues to flow. The battery used for the overdrive is returned to the residential area again, and the light lights up the room with some brightness.

"Got it...?

Taro hears that he won't even hear some combat noise, but he thinks a little and stops doing that when it's stupid. Because there is no air in space that communicates sound, it cannot be heard.

"Xiaomei, what's going on? You don't have a screen or anything like that?

"Yeah, I do, Mr. Taylor. Let's go to your room. Because there are not many displays with free output."

When I say that, Xiaomei starts spinning the wheel towards the exit of the room. When Taro grabbed Xiaomei up just because he was crazy, he ran to a private room for the passengers who had been using him as his own room for a year.

"As a result of a wide-area scan, there are four nearby vessels. All at a distance of about 45 km... oh, looks like you sank one. The reaction has disappeared."

"Wow, that's not peaceful!! Damn, I'm in the way!!

Taro punches a cup of meal tray that was scattered over his desk onto the floor and puts a plum on the table. As Xiaomei stretches the cable out of the sphere's body like a tentacle, it connects to the jack at the bottom of the display.

"... dude, what the hell is this? Ship...... is it?

Taro makes a surprising sound to the strange object displayed on the display. Shown are chunks of scrap rather than ships. An iron stick that, if you look at each one, seems to have originally been another part. Iron Plate. Cable. Some kind of glassy dome. They form one giant mass like those things have been compressed a lot. Terribly enough, they seem to function properly as ships, occasionally ejecting jets for attitude control or emitting beam-like blue light from parts that seem to have utilized pipes.

"How can you build a ship with that design... it's not on the level that you're crazy. Or what. Recycling genius?

"No, Mr. Taylor. It wasn't a human who made that one. This has gone badly. Two of the three ships seem to be WIND."

"Wind?"

"Yeah, it's Wynd, Mr. Taylor. Wild Instructure Nude Drones. In short, it's a wild AI. Strengthens and amplifies itself. And if we're going to replicate it, we're going to use every structure in the vicinity."

"Wow, I don't know, is it like a virus in the universe?

"Right, Mr. Taylor. I think it fits as a way to catch it. Depending on the definition, they are considered natural enemies of mankind as intelligent mechanical life forms."

"Woops. Is that it? Looks like we're fighting now. If this onboro ship loses, do we end a roll?... Come on!! Super good luck onboro ship!!

The opponent who cheers like Taro screams is a design, perhaps some kind of work ship, that I don't think is for combat, no matter how I look at it. Its ships, fitted with a large number of crane-shaped arms and what appears to be cargo compartments, continue to strike a fierce beam with the wind. Occasionally, a blue light may be emitted surrounding the hull, possibly directly attacking the enemy and causing the shield to start.

"Is there anything I can do to help? Can't you converge a beam for a debris or something like that?... I mean, are you saying that? Any enemies coming up?

"Denial. And it's denial, Mr. Taylor. No matter how much you burn your opponent's shield with a laser for debris incineration, the shield filling speed over there will be faster. That and the other person aren't getting close. This one's closing in."

The display shows a wayin 'approaching with tremendous momentum. The only thing I actually see is the point of light on the radar screen, but I was assumed to get close within not doing any more.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's up? What's up? You're definitely going to attack this when you get close!?

"Yeah, that's right, Mr. Taylor. Proximity is naturally easier to aim for. Oh, you stopped attacking the other ship."

Taro peeks into the display a little. There's an optically zoomed, creepy chunk of scrap showing up there, part of its body. It's like the muzzle that was aimed at the Omboro ship earlier, and we can see it spinning slowly.

"Shield Expansion!! Postural inversion!! Don't let the enemy target us!!

Taro opens his eyes screaming and starts BISHOP. In it I can see that the vicinity of the group of shield control functions is surrounded by a red area, and I can see that Xiaomei is assisting me. This is an area where someone is working right now, so don't touch it.

"Attitude control device activated, rapid...... not good. I'll be the mince. Damn, template improvements. Swirl around here!!

When Taro expands the contents of the attitude control function group, he reprograms the attitude control, which is originally shaped to rotate around the center of the hull, around the area where we currently live. Because otherwise, we could follow the laws of inertia and be crushed.

The attitude control instructions given in seconds of the thing are executed immediately and the hull begins to swirl in a snoring orbit.

"Hih!! He's shooting at me!!

The blue flash displayed on the display. The camera that was catching the Wynd switches to something from this hull, reflecting a chunk of beam flying in at high speed.

"Nahhhhh!!

Taro shrinks his body and finds himself desperately at his desk. I could see a beam crashing into the hull in my diluted open eyes, and I could see it diffusing in all directions and disappearing.

"Is that it? You don't shake more than I thought."

"Yeah, Mr. Taylor. The mass of this ship is huge and the shield works well enough. If you don't keep getting shot for as long as you can, you'll be fine."

Taro is relieved by Xiao Mei's voice, but on the contrary, he says it's dangerous if he keeps getting shot. Now the fate of this ship is no different than that of the onboro work ship that was just pulled out of its shield and sprayed with fire.

"Whoa, whoa!! They're doing it all they want, that ship!!

I can't stay or stand, Taro starting BISHOP again. Anything is fine, so I'm desperate to work my head off to see if there's anything I can do to help.

"... Hey Xiao Mei. Earlier, you said the mass of this ship was huge, right?

"Affirmative, Mr. Taylor. I don't know what the original of this ship was, but on a scale, it's comparable to that of a cruiser. Being cut off and halved doesn't change being huge."

Taro goes ahead with reprogramming in BISHOP, thinking the capsule for four thousand people is awesome. Shield control programs are being updated quickly by Xiaomei, and the display of that area is switching surprisingly frequently.

"... come on!! Goddamn it!!

As Taro fine-tunes his posture control program, he subtly shifts the ship's needle. I can't drastically change it because I don't have an engine, but I can draw just a loose curve.

"I don't know if it's Wynd, but I was there for luck, awww!!?

The hull crashes into the Wynd before Taro says it all out, rocking the ship loudly. Taro blows up like he was beaten from the side and clashes unnecessarily against the wall that serves as the path side. The amount of velocity lost by the collision is in the form of an accelerated taro.

"Agoooooooo..."

Taro desperately explores inside the bright BISHOP in a mind-blowing and hazy consciousness.

"Abnormal...... None. Heh heh heh heh."

Taro checks the hull's system all the way through,

He floated his best doya face as he endured his painful body.