Chapter 9: The Duel

Cold and brutal, bloody and romantic.

Like the champion warriors of ancient times, the battle between Klute and Warblade is desperately fierce.

Alloy hammers and crowbars struck each other, and the burst of sparks filled the air with a deafening thunder.

The 'invincible' power armor whined in rough use, and the electromagnetic muscles could not withstand such intense use, and pulsed in a blinding arc of electricity.

The fifth man was removed at the beginning of the battle, and in the face of the powerful Clut of the ancient dragon, he was hammered off the dog's head at the first moment when he tried to continue shooting.

- At the cost of a blow from Warrior Four, Klut hammers Fifty's helmet with a crowbar, and then just as the latter is dizzy and backwards. The old lion turned to meet the battle, striking each other with a crowbar and a hammer, and at the same time flicked his left hand, and before he could grasp the crowbar, he made up for the fatal blow.

Large-caliber single-headed shotguns were propelled by a rocket charge, and an armor-piercing warhead made of chrome broke through the shattered mask.

Death was only in an instant.

Then, no one cared about his condition anymore.

Klut didn't care about him, because he was already a dead man. And Warblade didn't care about him, because from the beginning, these teammates of hers were not very powerful.

Tone to cooperate with them, it is better to give the power armor to the human form - if you can cooperate with your own subordinates and face the enemy together, the warblade skeleton even has the confidence to defeat Klut.

Of course, the premise is that Klute is dazed and does not let his men make a move.

Just like it is now.

"Yes, boy. Although you have to die here today anyway, I have to say: it's been a while since I've met someone as good as you, it's a surprise. ”

Scarred, but with a high fighting spirit.

In such a battle, losing the mask is equivalent to death, and keeping the mask is equivalent to slowly losing sight.

Whether it's a pyrotechnic or a MKII, both types of power armor are equipped with a two-layer shield - this is not really a preparation for the situation, but to prevent air leakage and better protect the wearer's life in some extreme situations.

After all, not everyone can use power armor like this. Regardless of whether the martial arts are of sufficient grade or not, this spirit of dancing with the Grim Reaper alone does not quite fit the definition of power armor.

This thing is designed for personal safety, and additional armament is added to it. There is no problem with wearing this thing to the front, but rushing to the front line?

Do what?

Rushing to reincarnate?

This common sense makes up the first four poor creatures - they are the unlucky ones in the right way of thinking, and they are unfortunate enough to run into a monster like Klut.

And when this common sense is breached, monsters like Klut and Warblade Skeleton will appear—heroes who gallop across the battlefield like wild ghosts resurrected from Valhalla.

Stupid.

It's also handsome.

“……”

However, while it has an absolute disadvantage in the durability of the mask - although it is only about a little more than a second, less than two shots - this gap is not unbridgeable when you count Kluet's technical advantage.

Not to mention the fact that he has the support of his daughters - although no other humanoid can deal damage to MKII except for IWS. But if it's limited to attacks on the mask, it's fine. Not only can they wear flower masks, but she can even get a kill if IWS gets the chance.

The reason why it didn't work before had to be forcibly topped by Kluet: that was because there were five enemies. With crossfire and heavy protection, it is impossible for IWS to achieve accurate hits – that is, sniper attacks on the 'face'.

But now it's different.

There was only one enemy left, and he was still pinned down by Kluter.

Is there anything else wrong with that?

No, non-existent.

It is especially commendable that the enemy did not realize this at all, and the Basque had withdrawn all his figures in order to stop the loss. And that gave Griffin a huge advantage—big enough to turn the tide of battle, yet a sudden advantage.

And now, Warblade Skeleton has thought of that, too. And deeply in pain.

'Awful'

Unlike his professional but mediocre colleagues, Warblade Skeleton, who is not very old and should have gone to high school even more, is a veritable genius.

Although she was on the battlefield for various reasons, she was more heroic than most of the troop elites with only a few years of experience.

For such a woman, the title of 'Genius of War' is a little insufficient. According to the classification of elite education in the island country, she should be classified as 'super university level'.

Although many people scoff at this, thinking that it is simply 'super funny'.

'I can't delay any longer, I have to retreat immediately'

When I thought about this, the number five had just fallen.

Kluet's precise shotgun refill was a wake-up call in her mind.

She realized that there could be no pause in front of Klutt, otherwise Kluter's highly targeted left wrist shotgun could kill her, not to mention the IWS sniping.

Her strengths are not so much less powerful than they are completely absent...... No, not to mention that there is no such thing now, in fact, it is simply negative.

There should be no hesitation, then.

She has to survive, if not for herself, but for her sister.

So, what should be done?

Surrender is impossible. Blade Skeleton would not put his life in the hands of others, let alone that he was the attacker, and it was too whimsical to expect humane treatment from the victims.

Then, you can only run.

The moment the thought touched this thunder, the blade retreated sharply. As she threw her hammer with all her might, she fired all her weapons at Krut.

Even Klute was caught off guard by this hand.

The hammer thrown by the power armor is not to be ignored, although it is a little slow but powerful.

Klute raised his left arm to block the barrage of bullets fired at the mask, and swung his crowbar to push the flying hammer away.

The heavy steel smashed into the nearby wall with a hoarse metallic sound, and even though it was reinforced with steel bars, the main body of the masonry wall was pierced by a blow, leaving a large hole nearly a meter in diameter.

[Do you want to pursue?]

“IWS！”

The answer to the question was self-evident, and Kluet's shout reached IWS2000's ears.

The trusted sniper girls burst into Xiang Di's window and raised their sniper rifles. But before they could take in the retreating enemy, reinforcements from the Basque Country had arrived.

A web of machine-gun fire woven by several infantry fighting vehicles swept across the entire row of windows, and it only took a split second to suppress Griffin's counterattack.

"Concealment. ”

There is no need to add to the losses.

Although the enemy can't attack it, Griffin can't fight it either.

Recognizing this, Klute immediately gave the order and sent his humanoids back to safety.

The battle is over here.

Basque's mission fails, and he fails to capture Alice Kaguya.

It was a huge setback for him, but even then he had to endure - though he was perfectly capable of firing at full capacity, tearing down the entire Griffin base to rubble with machine guns and explosives.

But he certainly couldn't do that.

Because he can't afford Alice Kaguya's accident more than the consequences of failing the mission.

Whether it's the big boss who hired him, or Alice's father—they're all big people Fenrir wouldn't dare to provoke, and if they want a living Alice Kaguya, then Basque can't let anything happen to her.

Otherwise, it would be a matter of venting his anger, but whether Klute will die or not, he must have died again.

Fenrir is an excellent mercenary organization, known in the industry for its indoor offense and defense. The people who come to them value this professional quality, and if they really only need heavy firepower to forcibly demolish them, who will give them money.

The thought of this made Basque feel distressed and wanted to die.

It wasn't that hard to lose to Klute again, but it was a shame to lose four captains of operations because of a momentary error in judgment.

Unlike the human forms that were treated as consumables by the Basques, these humans were the ones he trusted the most.

But they were all dead, and according to reports from the Blade Skeleton, all of them died at the hands of Kluet.

“…… Come back, skeleton. Mission over, let's go. ”

But fortunately, the best child survived.

If the skeleton of the blade dies inside, the Basque Fenrir is on the verge of collapse.

Although it is a pity, there is still a way to replenish the few mediocre talents who died. But the blade remains are different, this girl is a genius. It is the talent that Basque has high hopes of becoming the backbone and making Fenrir go further.

"Understood. ”

After the fire was suppressed, Klute did not pursue any of them, as Basque had thought.

Looking at the shattered façade of the first floor, which had been hit by machine guns, a thick mockery suddenly rose in Basque's heart.

Behold, what that fellow has been beaten by me.

His base is like a piece of rotten cheese, with holes everywhere.

But behold, even so, I lost.

Lost again.

“……”

Basque's veins were beating faster, and his teeth creaked as he bitten.

He raised his hand and gently stroked his electronic prosthetic eye, the red optical lens was as cold and hard as ever, allowing him to quickly come back to his senses.

When the skeleton comes back, he leaves.

But before leaving, the Basque Country has something to say.

He stood up from his seat and walked to the front of the carriage with a hunched over. He took a microphone from the driver's hand and let the car's loudspeaker amplify his voice.

"Listen, Klut. ”

The Basque Country looks at the base in the distance, like any qualified villain. Left his own intimidation before retreating.

"You won this time, but not next time. ”

I'll be back.

I don't know how long it will take, I don't know what the future holds for Fenrir.

But the circle in the industry is so big, sooner or later, we will still meet each other.

Thinking so, Basque did not expect a response.

After containing the blade remains, Fenrir's forces quickly completed their evacuation.

But he didn't know.

Kluutter wasn't going to give him a 'next chance'.

At the same time that Fenrir evacuated and the electromagnetic suppression began to be lifted. Klut dialed Kruger's phone and asked for support from his theoretical boss.

Who is Griffin who comes and goes when he wants?

If you don't save people, can you leave with peace of mind if you lose the battle?

No kidding.

We're all adults.

Leave your life behind.