Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Oh, come on, you're not kidding. What is this dose? Seriously, isn't it an electronic battleship? Damage, what's going on?

Taro shows his pulled face to the energy emitted just by shaking off the meter. The lights on the ship dimmed for a moment and quickly reverted back to normal.

"An unprotected device and a scanner. Plus, the whole camera thing just blew up. Damage to 25% of electronic equipment. I can restore it in a while, but I'd be relieved if I were in battle."

Like Taro, Marr answers, sweating at his forehead. If sensors are hit even in just a few seconds, information from outside will be blocked in the meantime. It's like meditating on your eyes and fighting.

"Let's switch to contrast mode for the next time we arrive. I don't know how far I can stand it, but it's better than not."

Taro uses BISHOP to switch the modes of each device. The contrast mode significantly reduces the capability of each device, but allows it to withstand considerable electronic attack (ECM). Originally used to navigate under the influence of the solar wind, it is not intended as anti-electronic combat equipment.

"Hey, Xiaomei. I have to protect only the shield and drive. It sucks, so it runs again with independence...... Xiao Mei?

He was a talkative, turning around, but I don't see Xiao Mei, who should always be there, tilting his neck.

Tailang wonders and lowers his gaze.

I can see it by her seat, little toe.

Electromagnetic pulses destroy electronics.

"... oh my god!! Xiao Mei!! Hey!! You all right!!

Safe belts tie him to his seat, although he was a tall man who woke up trying to rush over quickly. If you remove the belt at all if not the other way around, you rush to Xiao Mei's place to jump out.

"Ko, Xiaomei!? Hang on. Hey, hang on!! Ma, Mar, what should I do, Xiao Mei!!

Running across the seat to Xiao Mei, who fell and lay low, Taro rocking his body. Xiaomei is neat with her eyes open and her hair is shaking powerlessly. The joint cord that was connecting the hull to Xiao Mei is rolling by the side, and the smell of molten rubber makes my nose strong.

"Don't shake it!! The voltage may be shorting the circuit. I'll take you straight to the equipment room, so you do something about the ship. Because there must have been a sphere body before it."

"Wow, okay. I asked...... hey. You're gonna be okay, right? That's not a lot of injury, is it?

"Calm down, Taylor. I'm going to make sure of that. Besides, this is not a good time when the next one comes. Do something about it."

Marl grabs a small plum and walks away carefully toward the equipment room. Taro was driven by the urge to follow Marl, but when there was something he had to do, he felt better about it.

"Xiao Mei...... damn!! Damn you!!

Tai Lang heads to his seat with his wrath rising. When he fits in his seat, he takes a deep breath to get his rough breath ready. I really wanted to hit him out with live ammo right now, but that's not how it works. We have a protection ship, we have a bureaucracy.

"... all ships, stay put and don't move at all. I'm monitoring the status of each ship here, so I'll send you instructions from time to time if you need anything. Note that this communication is wirelessly blocked at the end. Don't even respond."

Taro, in a tone of anger, immediately blocks communication when he does so. Now I'm faking it by doing a regular scan of the beacon to match the communication, but not always.

"... some ships have windows. Please don't find me."

Alone blurry and tall watching footage of the fleet caught in the optical scan. The fleet of Taro is currently evacuated to pieces and, if found, will be easily expelled. Taro overdrove each ship right next to the beacon scattered nearby in order to hide it from the enemy. This way, enemy scans only show the beacon's intense outgoing signal. And the beacon is resistant to all obstacles because the structure is simple.

"Circuit... yes, we need to redesign the circuit... put the electricity together in the capacitor and connect it to the stabilizer... bypass the main circuit... oh, shit. Marl would have had a moment."

Lately, when one mechanical control is carried out that has little to do, it tongues the slow movement. There was no such thing as work under normal use for Taro, but it is now a complete emergency and is completely different at will.

"Ok, now the critical part should work for now... if you get hit with only a lump, you're going to have half the repair cost. I hope Marl doesn't look pretty."

Taro, who still regularly looks up at the bright lights and emits uneasy. Even though it is an emergency light, a fault also means that damage has been done to a considerable part of the ship.

- "Warning Hazardous Path: A-12" -

A warning, unfortunately, as expected, that appears in the BISHOP in Taro. That means the enemy ship's path is headed this way, which means it was identified earlier than expected. But for my buddy to make the next jump, it's impeccable.

When Taro checks the results of the scan mixed with the beacon and released, he hurries to start preparing for battle. The enemy already looked ready for battle.

"" Hey President, what do we do? Do you want to go outside? ""

Gon in combat clothes, shown on the comms. Looks like it's already in the cockpit, so I can check the bomber seat behind it.

"No, unfortunately, let's not fight fighters. If I ate an array outside, I think maybe one shot."

"" Right...... ok. Is there anything we can do? ""

"What you can do... yes, hurry to the bridge. With warhead control, there are a few gongs who can do it."

"" Warhead. All right, I'll be right there, just wait. ""

When Taro heard Gong's reply, he replied briefly, "Please" and cut the communication. As a matter of fact, we didn't need manpower to control the warheads, but there wasn't anything else we could do. Besides, being alone on a wide bridge was not good for Taro's mental health.

"Xiaomei... please stay safe..."

Taro meditates his eyes and squeals so, unlocking all turrets.

"I won't forgive you... because I won't forgive you"

14 small stealth ships. And Gowen, who binds the Brown Leaf, an electronic warplane, was struggling to bite off an irresistible grin.

"So you're going to be hiding? It's a mess."

His viewing radar screen featured a single ship overlapping the beacon.

"It matches the shadow, the evacuation plane. Definitely a traitor."

Gowen's men burst out laughing just like him. If it's always, "What are you doing!!" And so did Gowen scolding, "I couldn't care less now.

"At a time when the" fatherland "must be united, such as betrayal. It is arguably the most unforgivable act. Wouldn't you?

"Ha, you're right"

"Yeah. So what's the most deserving punishment for a traitor?

"I can't think of anything other than extreme sentencing. Captain."

From the side, an interaction that might even be described as hilarious. But even the serious Gowen returns to Eagle Fling, "OK," he issues his own decree to prepare for battle.

"The opponent is not heavily armed, but sometimes just in case. Finish with a blow. How's the ECM charging going?

"It is currently… 67%. We have five minutes and 22 seconds left to complete."

Gowen snorts "Hmm" to reports from his men. He wondered if he should buy time until the ECM was activated, but would immediately deny it. At the ridiculous rate of 15 to 1, it is likely to end without a turn up either.

"It would still have been possible if we had just run straight away like that. Stupid guy."

The ship of the traitor is a stealth ship of the same type as his bureaucratic ship. The same-type is naturally sailing at the same speed, and if you can get away with it, it's difficult to catch it. Earlier, 15 ships were able to hunt them down in an operation to reduce the siege, but we were not allowed to do it again. Because it takes time.

"Confirm the occurrence of drive particles from three locations in the surrounding universe. Apparently, the cavalry has escaped."

Gowen strokes his chest down relieved by his men's reports. The three ships that imitated sheltering the traitors were of unidentified type, regardless of the two destroyers, cruisers believed to be flagships. It's hard to think of losing numerically, but it can also cause unexpected damage.

"Hehe, do you mean the traitor was betrayed? This guy is a masterpiece...... ok, turret bay open!!

In line with the decree, the guns gates of fifteen ships are opened. Four turrets each appear from the hull, and the target ship begins to swirl.

"Artillery fire -"

"Target, fire!!

My men scream in a way that I can put on Gowen's voice. Gowen overheard it with the feeling that it was a waste of time, but in the next word it became a great deal of confusion.

"14 Responses!! Beam 8 and unidentified 6!!

"Fourteen... you say?

Gowen stands up blindly, staring at the lines of the flying beam. I didn't care about being attacked. Electronic battle specification jamming can easily divert the beam. It wasn't there that mattered to him.

"Fourteen!! Stupid!! That's not a traitor's ship!!

Hurry up and check the scan results Gowen. The stealth ship silhouette was definitely shown there, but when the information was updated to the latest, a cruiser sized ship was displayed there.

"... optical scrambling... against the whole fleet? Damn, they did it!! They're electronic fighters too!! Prepare all ships for electronic warfare!!

"Beam flying in!! I will jam!!

"If you're an electronic fighter, you'd be packing powerful stabilizers over there, jamming, etc... Hmm?

Behind Gowen's concerns is a beam of enemies that deviates greatly. He tilted his neck at the inexplicable result, but that's not why it didn't matter.

"What if the stabilizer died in the ECM earlier? All ships forward at full speed, fire!! The other guy is dead!!

In, Gowen makes a mean grin.

But unfortunately,

He had lost sight of the existence of the remaining six, except for the beam.

"Or, Captain!!

Something bewildered me, the voice of my men. Something's up, Gowen, turning around.

"To, ships two and four have sunk. Ships ten and eleven have been devastated. Ship thirteen is broken, but there is a fire."

I don't know what my men are talking about, and it solidifies Gowen. "What..." he opens his mouth, his men continue.

"We're being attacked by something. Battleship Gun Class, something."