Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

After the captain leaves for the cure, we continue to talk in a room that is never wide open, with three people, Taro, Alan, Phantom, and one extra person.

The extra one is the refugee's girlfriend, and she was extremely reluctant to be taken somewhere, so she had no choice but to leave it there. Taro was afraid there would be no danger, but as long as Phantom was around, he said he would be fine. With him, even if Taro was in a state where his gun was being poked, he could say he was safe.

"But then you should let the Empire know, right? Whatever you think, go beyond the boundaries of a corporate dispute."

From behind, a girl reaching for Taro's face. The mouth is opened to the left and right, forcing the "is" line to be converted.

"Well, I guess so. But the question is whether the Empire believes it or not. I wish Mary Ann's captain could have held one of the pieces of evidence anyway."

"No, from what I've learned, do you think the empire will move quickly? It hasn't happened in hundreds of years. I don't think they can make a quick decision right now."

"Hehe, hehe, hehe... Yes, because we're talking about something a little important right now. But when the neural net collapsed, it was awesome. How about a tequila response?

"That was because His Majesty the Emperor had his life. If it hadn't been for that, it would still be a mess by now. Honestly, I can't expect much from the military. What do you think?

"Army. I'm sorry, but you don't look very objective. I was in a special place in the military, and I wasn't in a position to see the whole thing like you."

"... what are you talking about?

"No, forget it. Either way, it will be necessary to put the report in the centre. I don't care why you didn't report it later, it's a hassle."

"Hi-ha, huh? To Han...... Yes, yes, let's be adults. No, why isn't the empire moving? This is important to the Empire, isn't it?

To Taro's words, Alan and Phantom turn their gazes and shut up. Eventually, Phantom said, "For once, why don't you show me?" When he emits, "Alan replies," Right. "

"Yotta, sister. Those people are talking about something difficult. Etta, I'm bored."

On Taro's back, a girl who keeps a lot of weight. I'm worried about what happened to Taro, but it doesn't seem harmful, so I'll keep letting it go.

"Young lady, you seem to like Taylor a lot. I wonder if his name is Etta."

Phantom speaks in a gentle tone. Until earlier, he didn't look like the same person who had given the captain his ordination in the shape of a ghost, and he accidentally laughed bitterly.

"Yeah, I am. Etta is your sister, Yotta. I like Taylor. It smells just like us."

"What does that mean?!?

Tailang returns his palm reflexively and puts the penetration in. Etta laughs when she looks at such a taro, twitching and spinning on the spot.

"I knew he was a fun guy. Hey, Taylor. I like you, I'll tell you. I can smell that black ship. I've been wanting to come this way. It's a cloudy, boring picture. It's very small, but there are a lot of them."

Etta with her chin on Taro's shoulder and whining in her ear. Taro listens, but Phantom suddenly rises to momentum.

"Taylor, prepare to depart immediately. If you leave me alone, I'll leave, but I don't need to give you more information than you need."

Taro looks up at the stood up phantom. Such a euphoria, Phantom continues.

"She is a sonar man. It gives me a much better analysis than a bad scanner. I thought you said you were dealing with a stealth ship. Maybe they followed you. I'm sure he's right around here."

Taronda makes emergency departures, including ships for station defense. Then, as Phantom pointed out, Enzio's stealth ship was discovered not far away. But did the enemy realize that it had been discovered from the motion? After the departure of the ship of Taronda, it immediately disappeared somewhere.

"Sounds like a pretty careful opponent. Or just cowardly, but in any case a troublesome opponent."

I observed the enemy's movements, Phantom's thoughts. When Taro actually nods to it from his relative experience, he strongly recognizes the need to enhance the fleet.

"Blah, I don't think it was a big deal fightingly. Armor was like paper, and it wasn't moving fast. But you didn't have half the strength of ECM and jamming. He was bent like a beam or a joke, huh?

To Taro's words, Alan nods. Taronda tried to fly the station scanner with orientation, but there were no enemy ships in the surrounding space, so she was back in Katsushika's office again. A Battleschool ship was now sentinel nearby, with tense, trembling students running their eyes bloody.

"The target is an electronic battleship. If you didn't have rail gun gear, it would have been pretty bad. But I honestly didn't expect Enzio to have an electronic fighter."

"Right. Besides, it requires advanced technology for production. The price is worth it, and I can't say how disproportionate it is. It's about to be sent out as a scourge or a eunuch, so you should think you own many others."

"What's so bad about having a glass of that? There's only one ship in the fleet, but it's going to be a half-assed threat."

"Well, I guess so. Given the amplification effect of interlocking radiation, there will be no single ship, but it will still be troublesome enough."

"Interlocking...... eh, what?

If it didn't sound good, Taro would do his hand to his ear. And the little plum of the sphere answers.

"It's interlocking radiation, Mr. Taylor. Because of the behavior of the drive particles, it is most efficient to simultaneously use multiple ECM generators at some distance."

To explain Xiao Mei, "I see," said Taro.

"It's called merging moves. When we all make moves together, do we want to see tens of thousands of times that power?

"I don't know what's" so-called, "but yeah. I think it's okay to catch him like that. I hear the drive particles have a clutter-prone nature. There's got to be no mass, but maybe something similar to gravity."

Heading to Taro, Marl with a frightened look. When Taro flushes Marl's explanation from right to left, he wonders what's going on. As it stands, it was undoubtedly going to force a struggle.

"Damn, I wonder if we have an electronic warfare spec ship too...... but I don't know what to do. Operating expenses, they're expensive like idiots, right?

"The electronic warplanes themselves, right? Honestly, we'll have plenty of time. But if it's geared up as an electronic battle, it's pretty much aligned, right?

"Like a stabilizer? Um, to be honest, it's about the limit in space, isn't it? Basically, we, uh, you know," later "isn't the motto, right? If you do, you're going to spend a lot of space in an overdrive stabilizer."

"Personally, but I don't want you to change there if you can. Employees are supposed to have that premise, so a change of policy can create confusion, right?

"Well, yeah... I don't know what a good way to do it"

Arm up, roaring Taro. Each of the other faces gathered seems to be immersed in each thought, and a lot of time passes.

"Hey, Mr. President. It's time for us to say hey. I don't hate to think about tactics, except when it comes to strategy. I'll leave you guys to it."

The gong, which has always seemed to be round on the chair in my spare time, emits a really boring appearance. Taro replies lightly to it, "Oh, yeah," he tries to immerse himself in the thought again. But to the thought I came up with, I pound my palm.

"Oh, well. You have that hand."

In the voice of Taro, the gaze in the room gathers. Taro takes his hand to the side of the gong as he tries to leave, lifting it straight to chest height. Her lower body stretches slightly to her and the gon distorts her face in a grumpy manner.

"It's a ship. Let's turn the ship's aircraft into electronic warfare specs, like the Imperial Army is doing."

To the voice of Taro, Alan utters to himself, "Is it a ship..."

"It's not just the first fleet, it's the other fleets that build the ship's operators?

To some uneasy Alan's voice color, Taro continues.

"Yeah, well, you've been building up know-how with the operation of the plum, too, haven't you? Because of that, and you think there's something else you can do. The problem is the pilot..."

Rotate the lifted gong twirling and turning the taro toward you.

"Mr. Gong, do you know a good pilot?"

Gon throats "ghoulish" in anticipation tall.

"I'm here, and I'll give you an introduction... just put it down. My neck tightens. I'm not proud of you, I'm fat."

Collect excess skin and meat to the neck, agonizing gong. Taro rushes him down to the floor, and he tries to make a mess of his hair.

"Oh, shit. After all, the only good thing about being fat is that it comes with piercing... hey Mr. President. I don't know if I'm an outsider, but I'm going to suggest one thing. Small radar on the ship. Then the stealth ship won't catch you. It's fine to gear up against electronic warfare, but you'll need to find your opponent first"

To Gong's point, Taro snorts that he does. Gon goes on to say, "Mr. President," to him, who still begins to wonder if he needs to gear up his scanner relationship.

"I don't know what other fleet you'll need, but there's a lady over here with some funny powers. Besides, I just came to prove my strength. I don't know how you're going to handle this, but can I put you in a choice?

How about, like, a gong. In his words, everyone's gaze gathered to one girl.