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Tremors hit Glasgow again. .

Even in the cockpit of the fuselage, it is very obvious through the thick armor.

The sound of the Britannian army's bombing even reached the underground passage.

No, it wasn't just the sound, the strong shock wave also affected the surface. The ceiling of the tunnel where Glasgow was located gradually collapsed, and a large amount of cement and dust piled up, forming a dark and enclosed space.

By the way, it wasn't just dust and cement that fell.

On the main monitor turned on in Glasgow, a figure half-buried in the rubble was reflected.There were two figures, one big and one small, a ragged woman and a young child.They were neither Britanians nor honorary Britanians, but despised Japanese.

Probably mother and daughter.

In order to protect the child, the woman who hugged her tightly in her arms seemed to be helpless, her neck was twisted at an unimaginable angle, and the cold steel bars penetrated from the shoulder to the side of the abdomen, and the whole person seemed to be soaked in water. In a pool of blood.

However, the child is still alive.

Although his innocent little face was stunned by terror, despair and pain, once he found Kallen's Glasgow, he regained his spirit and stretched out his trembling little hand subconsciously.

This is an instinctive distress signal, although it is such a meaningless little action.

Karen subconsciously moved the joystick to control Glasgow to move forward. Knightmare's dark brown arms reached out towards the child who was crushed under the woman's body.

But in front of her eyes, a nightmarish slow-motion scene happened.

The ground above his head collapsed again!

Huge concrete blocks fell from the sky, covering the child's blood-stained face.

The monitors in Glasgow suddenly went blurry.Is it because of the influence of cement dust?It wasn't like that, but some sort of slimy liquid was splattered all over the external sensor.It was blood that dyed the monitor red, and the viscous flowing liquid was in a blurred monitor and slowly slid down into Glasgow's outstretched huge palm.

That was the slender arm that had been torn off from the shoulder, and it was also the hand that the child had just stretched out for help.

Stained with blood, the front end of the arm——the fingers were crushed to pieces.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"—Karen? Hey! Wait..."

The voice of a good old man from the communicator hurriedly sounded.

"What happened, Kallen, calm down! You will be surrounded by them when you go out now!"

"Who cares so much! I'm going to kill them!"

At this moment, the girl's thought of blaming herself was replaced by boiling hatred.

At this moment, this land is painting a scene of hell with blood and gunpowder smoke.

"Wait, wait a minute! It has nothing to do with us!"

"Woooo...Mom, mom, wake up, mom..."

"...Stop, help..."

Shrieks and screams were drowned out by an equal amount of explosions and gunfire.

—and finally became silent.

"Hmph, the other party is trash lower than honorable Britons, I will wipe out every single one left."

"Yes, my. Lord!"

The cold muzzle of the armored vehicle turned to the back of the ruins of the building, aiming at those who desperately wanted to escape——

But in the blink of an eye, a change occurred from beneath his feet.

It was a hook wire specially configured by Knightmare, piercing the armored vehicle that was about to kill from the ground.

Almost at the same time, the red-brown knightmare appeared in the field of vision of the 'hunters'. The rampaging steel figure was like a burning shell, full of irresistible and amazing momentum. Wherever it passed, all armored vehicles, including everywhere** The Britannia Army's tactical squad was also devastated.

"How dare... How dare..."

The red cockpit was filled with violent murderous aura.

"Britanians! How dare you...!"

Mixed with tears of anger, the hatred that seems to be able to sweep the earth turned this fourth-generation Glasgow into an invincible ghost.

The armored troops who came to support quickly spotted her.

However, when the armored vehicles turned their muzzles at the same time, Karen controlled Glasgow to quickly shift positions, taking advantage of the gap when they were slow to react, and after they approached a certain range with irregular movements, they started to rush towards the armored vehicles at full speed.

On the way, she used the remaining right hand of the machine to grab the road signs and telephone poles beside the road.Shorten the distance from the armored vehicle in one breath, and raise the 'weapon' in your hand high!

"Go to hell—!"

The cement collided violently with the armor.The deeply sunken armored vehicle was sent flying like this, crashing into nearby buildings.Subsequently, the hull was shrouded in explosions and flames.

By then Kallen and Glasgow had already rushed to the other enemies.

This can be said to be active like a brave army.

But of course, this also exposed her to the eyes of the entire Britannian army.

Glasgow, who returned to the ground to fight again, was immediately locked on by the radar of the entire army.

........

"Oh?"

The moment he saw the red dot in Sunderland's cockpit, Jeremiah Gottbud made an unexpected sound.

Is there finally one to watch?

Thinking of this, a contemptuous sneer soon appeared on his face.

"Couldn't bear to see your own kind of gutter rat killed...? What a foolish thoughtless move."

It's lucky that my body is the closest to the target.But in the eyes of the other party, there should be nothing more unfortunate than this.

After Jeremiah ordered the other Sunderlands deployed nearby to keep up, he drove the Knightmare away at a gallop.

This is the avenue that runs through the middle of the old street.As soon as he turned the intersection, he spotted the target—the red knightmare.

"Okay—let's start hunting again!"

Of course Karen in the Glasgow cockpit also spotted him.

"!"

Assault rifle bullets were fired.Karen reflexively tilted the joystick, controlling Glasgow to dodge aside.But he couldn't dodge it completely, and the bullet still grazed the cockpit on his back, sparking a spark.

Karen didn't bother with him, and rushed straight into the road on the right.

Almost at the same time, an alarm sounded in the cockpit, indicating that the reading of the energy dose of the power source had dropped significantly.

"Three and 10 minutes..."

Can you escape?No, just running away won't help at all, everyone will die if it goes on like this.

what to do?what to do?If they even blew themselves up to divert their attention a little bit—

Compared to fighting, what flashed through Karen's mind was the bet of self-destruction.

At this moment, a strange picture appeared on the monitor in Glasgow.

To be more specific, it was a fifth-generation Sunderland that suddenly jumped out from behind the building. It seemed that it was ordered by its superiors to ambush in this position, and it raised its black rifle and pointed towards it——

So suddenly, and at such a short distance.

Even if she was shot through the cockpit the next moment, Karen didn't doubt it at all.

However, the fire did suddenly appear.

But the body that exploded was not his old Glasgow.

"...what?"

Karen stared blankly at the Sunderland in front of her that was pierced through her upper body by a sneak attack from nowhere. A huge hole appeared on her chest, and most of the cockpit on her back was cut off, and then exploded. The flames concealed.

Judging from the ballistic point of view, the attack was undoubtedly launched from behind.

Karen subconsciously controlled Glasgow to turn around, but the picture shown on the monitor did not match the imagination. The empty streets were filled with a deserted atmosphere, and the abandoned buildings and piles of rubble were so real.

but--

What about the shooter?

Just when Karen's head froze, the sound of knightmare's pulley galloping came to her ears. It was obviously the pursuers of the Britannian army, and there were even pure-blood non-commissioned officers with outstanding skills. There is not much confidence in a fight, the difference in body performance is too great.Karen, who was clearly aware of the danger, gritted her teeth and activated Glasgow. Now is not the time to hesitate. If she is caught up, she will undoubtedly die.

As soon as they saw the red figure, those Sunderlands immediately started chasing after them. This is a good opportunity to accumulate military merits, and idiots will let it go.

Extremely abrupt!

The air trembled, and the external sensors did not feed back any abnormal information. The driver of one of the Sunderlands only felt a violent shock wave sweeping through his body, and soon his vision was occupied by hot red.

"What! Who is it?!"

"—Colo!"

"The enemy? Where is it!"

Sudden unidentified attack, the hunting operation was disturbed, and the other Sunderlands stopped at the same time, and immediately turned on the external sensors to search the surroundings carefully, trying to find the enemy hidden in the dark.

It has to be said that the individual quality of the Britannian army is much higher than that of the Japanese front, and it is not comparable to the terrorists.

It's just that they never imagined that the so-called enemy is far away at this time, at least a thousand and three hundred meters away. In the human position, that is basically impossible.

The reason is simple, the enemies they are looking for are neither knightmare nor ordinary humans.

Hard to say-

Is it a magician?

"...the first..no, the second?"

Because he thought of Sunderland who blocked the way, the black-haired young man in protective clothing corrected his slip of the tongue while continuing to pull the trigger. The muzzle of the gun made a sound like a cannon, and the violent recoil caused the concrete floor to crack again. Immediately afterwards, Through the scope of the right eye, the target can be seen turning into a burning iron block.

"The third--"

The sound without the slightest ups and downs did not stop.

"the fourth--"

"the fifth--"

In the field of vision, the last Sunderland exploded. The black-haired young man got up from the ground, picked up the communicator and said:

"The suppression is complete. It is confirmed that all the enemy teams are silent, and the plan enters the next stage."

Immediately, a reply came from the communicator.

The female voice that has been indifferent for thousands of years has not changed even in combat.

"Understood, I will lure them all over. That red iron block should be enough as bait."

"Well, act according to the plan, and the next stage will be carried out separately, no problem?"

"It's a very contemptuous question. I advise you to worry about yourself."

It sounds like sarcastic remarks.

The black-haired youth raised his eyebrows.

"Why do you say that?"

"That young man. Are you sure he won't rape you? You will be court-martialed if you lie about military information. If you confess, you might escape with your life. I definitely won't give up this opportunity."

"There is no 'if' in reality, put away other thoughts and execute the order well."

Although the hypnotic suggestion of magic is not unsolvable, it depends on how it is used.

It is relatively easy for people to lose relevant memories. Besides, even if the boy wakes up, it will not help.

"You probably misunderstood something. Don't be too arrogant, kid. I'm not your subordinate, and I have no obligation to obey your orders."

"But, you want something from me, right?"

Facing the increasingly cold and obviously unhappy voice, the black-haired youth, Ling Yi interrupted.

Then, there was a silence on the other end of the communicator.

Was it hit?

Then—communication hangs up.

What should I say?

Ling Yi fiddled with the communicator in his hand and shook his head slightly. Sure enough, he was not very good at dealing with women, especially this kind of guy with completely different personalities who couldn't figure it out at all. In this way, the possibility of conflicts is relatively greater...

"Forget it, let's move on to the next step. Britannia's entire army is now focusing on Karen and the 'poison gas'. Once the two positions overlap, they will definitely make a big move and try their best to annihilate the terrorists." Recycling the 'poisonous gas', after all, this thing can't be exposed in front of people, even the police team must hide it, who is that woman?"

Ling Yi left the building while thinking about it. The view here is extremely wide, which is convenient for him to snipe the target and deal with the knightmare who was chasing and killing Karen. However, this is only part of the plan, and now he has to move his position.

As for the sniper rifle he left on the floor, shortly after he left, an electric arc resembling sparks appeared on the gun body, as if soaked in magma, it gradually melted into a pool of black quagmire, slowly seeping into the floor and disappearing.

This is the aftereffect of being forcibly upgraded to a special treasure through [Knights Don't Die with Unarmed Hands]. Because it can't bear such a huge magic power, once it leaves Ling Yi's hand, it will collapse from the inside. The gun 'itself' collapsed and completely disappeared into the world without leaving a trace.

..............

"Let me see how far you can go."

"There is only one way to make the world peaceful."

"Either, kill everyone, or kill yourself."

When you open your eyes.What caught my eye was a pair of rimless glasses and a smiling face.

"Didn't go to heaven, Private First Class Shumu."

"Ah...this..."

When I just wanted to move my body, the feeling of fatigue that emerged from the inside of my body spread to my whole body. It was like doing hundreds of pull-ups and squats after carrying a weight-bearing cross-country for ten kilometers. The muscles were dominated by paralysis, let alone standing. When I got up, it was difficult to even move.

Are you in an ambulance?

Someone is by your side.

It was a man in white with glasses.He made a happy sound just now, he must be right.He's not Japanese... no, an honorary Britannian.His body appears thin, with slightly blue pupils.

Beside him, there is another female.

"Excuse me... where is this place?"

"Ok?"

After Suzaku tentatively asked about his surname, the man tilted his head to answer.

"Ah, it's still at the gate of Shinjuku."

"It's very close to Lord Clovis, so it's the safest place..."

The female surname said, she is also from Britannia.Wearing a female non-commissioned officer's military uniform, the gentle eyes are impressive.

"Excuse me!"

Suzaku interrupted.

"Excuse me, how is the situation...?"

Vaguely, he seemed to have found poisonous gas, and then someone said something.

At this point, the memory stops abruptly.

"The poisonous gas seems to have spread."

For a moment, Suzaku was stunned.

"According to the headquarters, a large number of people in District [-] were victimized, which is really a very painful lesson."

"The criminal hasn't been found yet."

The man spread his hands, and the tone was not so much helpless as boring.

Still, something must be wrong, it must be!

I vaguely remember someone stopping it.

But what's the matter with myself?Why do I lie here, and where does the exhaustion of defeating myself come from, I can't find a clue at all.

Suzaku's mind is still unable to think flexibly.What I saw, what happened to me, the person in my memory, the poisonous gas.Why is the unconscious self receiving such perfect care.Who are the two people in front of me? These dots cannot be connected into a line.

"The criminal...hasn't been found yet?"

"Yes, the battle continues."

"That's right, not yet..."

Suzaku calmed down a little.The battle continues, that is to say, the army's objective has not yet been achieved.There is still a possibility of controlling the poisonous gas, so the rescue should continue, right?

"By the way, you said that a large number of people from District [-] were victimized. This is..."

"Let's not talk about this first..."

The man in turn interrupted Suzaku's questioning.

"Private First Class Shumu, have you ever piloted a Knightmare in combat?"

"what?"

After Suzaku was stunned for a few seconds, he looked at the man's face.Because the man's words made him feel very surprised.

"How could it be... I am from District [-], it is impossible for me to become a driver."

Suzaku spoke the truth of course.At this time, the man smiled, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his laughter.

"What if I say it's possible?"

"what--"

Before Suzaku had time to think about the meaning of this sentence, the man opened his arms exaggeratedly.

"Congratulations~ The unique knightmare in this world is waiting for you. After riding on it, everything will change, for you and for the world."

Something glows in the man's hand.That's the starter key.

but.The female surname whispered to herself.

"Whether you want to..."

Lieutenant Cecil was rightly opposed to the plan from the start.

There are roughly two reasons.

One is that the Britannian army is not as equal as the outside world imagines. Suzaku from the eleventh district is unlikely to be accepted, at least the pure blood faction will never remain silent.In that case, the activities of their special dispatch guide technology department will also be hindered.

The second is his experience.

Why did the son of the last Prime Minister of Japan become an honorary Britannian?

She cares.No, it's better to say that I have a bad feeling than that I care.

Not to question his loyalty to his country, just don't understand his thinking.

Cecil didn't want 'that' being driven by someone who didn't know.If the power of 'that' is unleashed, the Britannian Army has nothing to stop it.

If there were any secrets in his heart—

Too dangerous. (To be continued.)