Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

Alpha Station General Management Office. A cancerous room surrounded by unsavory grey walls. The rectangular long table has the same number of holo displays as the attached chairs. Because various types of data can be accessed directly by the terminal, there is no such thing as a conditioning item.

"But then again, you can see it was a peaceful place."

Center of the table. In that place, which can be called the upper seat, Taro mutters as he looks at the station's defensive facilities list.

"Until the neural net collapse of the example happened, it wasn't a particularly important place or anything. Now, Alpha. It has become an important base for connecting us to the Empire."

Similar to Taro, Alan stares at the monitor. From time to time, I have reached out to the display for terminal operation, but basically I was operating with BISHOP.

"It feels like an extremely basic, minimal defense facility. Long range guns, shields, some scramblers. As Mr. Taylor said, this must have been enough by now."

Behind Taro's right hand, Xiaomei stands still. Her right hand is connected with a cord that extends from Taro's terminal, giving her direct access to information.

"We don't spend money on things that we don't need... because of you, we get sent here."

Marl sits on the right hand side of Taro and looks at the list of trades in the system market. I'm looking for a large piece of equipment for use at the station, but I'm not getting very aromatic results. There is, but it's an outdated substitute, or it's expensive to do.

"I knew it would be quicker to order and make it. It's going to be hard to find when you can. You're in too much demand, I'm sure."

Price trend index and graph list of items to be purchased, shown on Marl's device. Whereas the graph of demand is soaring from the time of network disconnection, the graph of supply depicts a loose curve.

"There are only a few companies that can build large equipment. Gigantech will be recording some of the biggest sales of the century... we'll have to go in the direction of increasing the fleet?

In front of Taro, a gong with his chin on his round hand. Taro returns "um, it's hard" to his words.

"I think the ship itself can increase considerably. I can afford it financially. But the crew doesn't get together that easily. It's a wholly working-side seller's market."

"Right. I'm supposed to be welcoming you with some pretty good treatment, but the gathering's a bummer. I think it's a big neck that's already in a state of war with a big alliance."

"The recruiters have a large percentage of gorots looking to grab a thousand bucks. Human Resources is crying for you to do something."

"Hmm, even if they say so...... oh yeah. What do you mean, just people like that, even in a regiment of fools?

"Rejected. They don't know what to do. Are you willing to bring down the reputation you've earned for Katsushika?

To Alan's point, "That's right," Taro glances big in his arms.

Katsushika's defenses are limited to battle equipment mounted on each station. That seems to have been enough so far, as Xiao Mei put it.

But now that Wynd has started acting tactically like he did earlier, I can't help but think that's not enough. Waind heading straight for the attack from the position observed as before, if I say so, is no different than dealing with the arrival of a large meteorite. When, where, and what kind of opponents are coming, we can derive them in calculations. You can wait for it later.

As for the new Waind, by contrast, that is not the case. The battlefield becomes fluid all the time in opponents who are splitting up, moving, and staring at the trend of this power. Gong is right, it is desirable to be a fleet capable of projecting force into a free place to counter such opponents.

"Mr. Taylor. May I offer you one suggestion?"

Lift your hands around your chest and discreetly emit plums. Taro nods one toward Xiaomei as he returns his stretched body.

"In the Alpha system, during the offensive against Dingo. One of the reasons why the Alpha was held up until the main force of Rising Sun was reached seems to be the presence of the Brave Army. Citizens say that the current situation is not that pressing, but I'm assuming there are still a few people who have felt the crisis."

Faces that snort at Xiao Mei's voice, I see.

"You mean you don't have to force Rising Sun to complete it just internally... Taylor, isn't it worth considering?

"Prostitute Army hey...... can't you ask me to fight for free? It's a reward. You need to draw a line."

"Right. I don't know what to say, but if you have a ship that you can fight under imminent circumstances, I think there are usually more people running away with it."

"If you're not really attached to a local station, you don't normally. But there are other problems. Each one of them is in trouble even if they are fought apart. They're a controlled group, aren't they? Hunters like us are all over the place, but they're not used to fighting in groups."

To Gong's point, Uluru raised his voice rather loudly. He opens his mouth after thinking silently for a while.

"How about building a school?

Faces that look suspicious to the suggestion of Taro, who seems roughly unrelated to the current. "What are you talking about?" Elsewhere, Taro continues with the look on his face.

"Brave men. - Well, I know you hire mercenaries. But he said he needed a role to put it together, and he needed to get used to collective action as well as that. Then it's best for you to study, isn't it?

"You mean build something like a military school? Isn't that a little too long of a plan?

"No, no, you're gonna have to fight it right while you're at it. I'm not proud of you, but I have the knowledge of how to make Fleet books here, don't I?

Taro pointing to his own head and laughing. The mares who see it make a good look as if they remembered something.

"Speaking of which, right... I wonder if it imposes a duty to defend the station instead of taking tuition. If you seem to have the best talent, could you just keep scouting to Rising Sun's security department?

"That sounds funny. When it comes to the Iloha of fleet action, most companies are outsourced. If there is a war, the other companies are enemies, and the Empire has not disclosed any information. Depending on a veteran, at best."

"I don't know, Mr. President has knowledge of that sort of thing, does he? Then maybe we can do it, but it will definitely flow information to other companies. Are you sure?

If that's true, Alan and the others show a snort of affirmation toward Gon. To them like that, Taro says it out loud.

"Why don't you say something else? If each company is going to be stronger, it will be in favor of Wynd."

Alan goes on to say "but" in an easy-going manner.

"Will there be more potential threats? One day, when you're an enemy, you're gonna get nasty, right?

"No, no, I guess we're all a little small in perspective. Well, maybe Alan's right, but if the wind keeps growing, you can't afford to fight in there, can you?

"That may be true... but the knowledge you have is valuable enough to be a treasure, isn't it?

"Oh, I know. But it's also true that there's no environment to make the most of it. Then I'd rather make use of it as much as I can now than take care of it. It's not like we're going to open anything to the public, or expose everything."

"Not if you're arguing in there, or... that's a bad idea. Mr. President, I don't think I'm a bad idea. It's not the executives here or anything."

Gon laughs and offers his hand. When Taro smiles and takes that hand, he tries to pinch it gently and shakes it.

"Hmm... well, maybe it's not a bad idea to try as much as you can. There is no obligation to continue while failing, and it is an unmistakable fact that we do not have enough human resources. It would be worth it if we could just find a few diggers."

"Hey, Alan. Don't let it fail you. You should definitely succeed. If there is a problem…"

All the human faces on the spot are poured into Taro. When Taro takes it, he shakes his blanket just because he knows it.

"You're talking about having time to do that to me, right? Blah, blah. That's the problem, isn't it? Ahaha...... hey Alan. Don't you know any talented people who can teach in a way that's like my assistant?

"No, if there is such a thing. I know you've been around for a long time as an educator in the security department... but are you a man with the knowledge of fleet operations and the ability to educate? Such a convenient person, yes, so easily..."

Secondly, Alan stopping words. Something gathers his gaze at him, and a brief time of silence comes.

"Layla!! I remember!! It's Leila Vitoma!!

Alan bouncing off the chair and getting up rattled. Taro trying to open his mouth about something, but Alan keeps going anyway.

"You asked me one day about a man named Phantom. One of the few men who can poke a knot at the Empire."

Though pushed by Alan's sword curtain, "Oh, speaking of which," Taro remembers what Dean told me. The first time I encountered an Imperial fleet, he did say something like that.

"You were saying, example assassin. Probably Phantom. There's no blood connection, but I do have a sister named Leila Vitoma. Former Imperial Army Special Forces native, a monster who survived the Empire's raids to the end. Damn, you're in this place!!