Inside the base, everyone surrounded a very heretic-looking dark red body on the outer three floors, and they were amazed and admired.

Red Lotus Two Style.

After the two heads of the two heads went to Kyoto for a while, they brought back a meeting gift. ZERO said that from now on, the Black Knights and the Kyoto Six will become a direct partnership. This Red Lotus II is just a prelude, and everyone will have a part in the body that pulls the wind in the future, and the future is greatly bright.

The second stunned looked at the ** machine with a puzzled face, scratched his head and decided to ask Bai Mao for clarification. Hands and feet squeezed out of the crowd. I walked around the base, but I didn't find any white hair. Eventually, he followed the faint sound of machinery coming from a dark corner of the base and found the second master.

The canvas on the Glasgow had been lifted, and Ilan was crouching at its waist with her protective gear tinkering with something, covered in oil, tapping on the computer next to her.

"Yo, Yucheng, how's the preparation?" Ilan asked without looking back.

The stunned man's jaw fell to the ground, and his eyes widened.

"The ・・・・・・ of the second master"

"Huh?"

"You're still going to use this?"

"This rag has won the seventh-generation aircraft."

"That's not what it means!" Yucheng scratched his head frantically. "What about that red lotus or something? Aren't you open? Didn't you already debug it for half a day yesterday? ”

"Ah, that."

Elan lifted the welder's mask, twisted his neck, and jumped off Glasgow. With his hands folded in his arms, he looked at the second-hand machine with satisfaction.

"Well, the compatibility isn't good, follow me."

"Huh?"

"It's very powerful, it's completely different from the route that the white shell takes, it's a very extreme body, as long as the right hand is useless, it's not even as good as Sunderland. But if you want to fight, it should be a tie with that white shell. However, although it looks fragile on the outside, the protection performance is surprisingly high, and 40% of the weight of the fuselage is concentrated in the cockpit.

But I just don't feel comfortable, the intelligent process is still too high, well. And this guy and I are also old husbands and wives, isn't it pitiful to abandon them like this? ”

As if affirming himself, Bai Mao nodded seriously and reached out to pat Glasgow's leg.

"Second master... You're not sick, are you?"

The seventh-generation aircraft is the most cutting-edge weapon that exceeds the existing system and equips two generations, and if it is excusable that the fifth-generation aircraft does not need to use the fourth-generation aircraft, it can only be said that the head of the deputy commander has been caught by the door. This simple truth can be easily distinguished even by a guy with an aptitude of intelligence like Yucheng.

"Probably."

Ilan smiled bitterly. No one would believe this kind of excuse for holding back. But this guy's reaction today was really fierce.

Glancing at the two stunned people beside him・・・・・・

"Yucheng, you're shaking."

"Who said that?!" Yucheng was a spirit, almost jumped up, and retorted viciously. "How could Lao Tzu..."

"Typical overreaction."

"Who the ever reacted..."

"Are you scared?"

"!"

"Sure enough."

Ilan mellowly changed the subject.

“・・・・・・”

Yucheng stopped talking.

"It's okay, whether you're nervous or scared, as long as it's appropriate, you can improve yourself. The fear of death is the driving force behind human evolution. ”

Ilan patted him on the shoulder, only to find that the other man's muscles were very stiff.

"I've experienced a lot in the past seven years, haven't you gotten used to this kind of thing?"

Yucheng shook his head slowly, his eyes a little dazed.

I'm afraid of course everyone will. Yucheng does have an impatient personality and is difficult to achieve big things, but he also has a horseman's bravery, and there are many large and small friction battles with the empire, although escaping death cannot be said to be commonplace, but it is by no means the first time. He still has the courage to rush to the first row with a gun.

But like all the people in this base, he had to tense the muscles of his whole body to stop his trembling knees.

The previous self was just a bad life. Lose more and win less, and you can kill a few gamblers who are a few. There is nothing poetic about death on the battlefield, "As soon as the eyes are dark and the people are bored, they will pass, very quickly." It's just comrades-in-arms who suffer. "That's what Naoto told them a long time ago. Yucheng, who figured this out, was also a bachelor, just holding a gun numbly, waiting for that day to come.

But this time is different.

Since following ZERO, they have not tasted defeat so far, and they have taken advantage of various battles with the Empire, and things that were unimaginable in the past have become reality one after another... The current Black Knights have gradually become accustomed to this feeling--as long as there is ZERO, nothing is impossible.

He is not afraid of death, but of losing.

It's too big to play this time.

The future of Japan will be all bet on this war. If they lose, their death will be small, and Japan will be completely finished・・・・・・ their names will be forever engraved on the pillar of shame in history.

I can't lose, I don't want to lose, I can't afford to lose, if I lose・・・・・・ unprecedented pressure makes Yucheng, a veteran ruffian, nervous until he can't sleep at night.

"The second is in charge."

Yucheng suddenly reached out and grabbed Yilan's arm, and a rare look of pleading appeared in his eyes.

"You give me a thorough explanation, how sure are we?"

"Didn't ZERO say that as long as everyone goes according to plan, it must be..."

"Nope." Yucheng shook his head again and again. "You give me a thorough idea."

Ilan sighed.

Forget it, whether you can survive or not depends on this guy's creation. Naturally, it is impossible to tell him about the core plan, but ・・・・・・

"Although this is already a reckless offensive by the military headquarters of the 11th District, it will actually be divided into several stages.

The first wave must be led by Conelia, with the Tokyo Military Region uniting the offensive of the Nagano Military Region in the central part of the country, which should be the closest to Mt. Fuji, and Conelia's character can't wait that long. Fortunately, the Tokyo Military Region, as one of Japan's most elite armies, has been crippled twice, and the pro-guard force has long since ceased to exist, and its combat effectiveness is not as good as before. We once wiped out the Tokyo Military Region once with the Hundred Dozen people, and now even if we add a Nagano, our personnel have increased tenfold, and our combat effectiveness has increased dozens of times, and it is not difficult to repel them. ”

The second stunned man listened and nodded again and again, showing joy on his face.

"The main event is in the second wave, and in two days' time, the entire island will be assembled at the foot of Mt. Fuji. The moment of the second head-on contact between the two armies will be the peak of casualties, whether it is Britannia or the Black Knights. Although we have a dominant position in the layout of the home field and the terrain, the opponent's numerical advantage is too great. It is estimated that the Black Knights will lose 50% of their strength in the first two hours of the battle. ”

Yucheng took a breath of cold air.

"But their attrition will be even stricter. Not only do we have to hold this wave, but we also have to inflict terrible casualties on Britannia's army. That's when we use the means of use, and the engagement will be shorter than the first wave, inflicting unacceptable damage on the other side in a very short time, forcing them to retreat. We'll tell them that it's not going to work head-on, to cool down the woman's head.

Then, as a matter of course, it will enter the tug-of-war. The casualties during this period will not be too large, they will not rush up to fight us, but will choose to harass and have sex at medium and long distances. Again, we can't do anything effective against them. They will take turns fighting a war of attrition against us with the advantage of numbers, with the aim of draining our ammunition, morale, and sleep time, and the counter knows that we are not strong enough to support two shifts.

Eventually, after about a week, our fatigue would reach its limit, and they knew that time was running out, when they would assemble and launch a final general attack.

This time, they will not retreat again, and everyone knows that they have no way out. This offensive will be the last wave of life-for-life regardless of the cost. It will only stop if our plan succeeds, or if one side dies.

In the end, there will be no more than 20% of the remaining members. ”

Yucheng listened, lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time.

Telling him these is just to let him be mentally prepared and have a general understanding of the next battle. If he is a little more enlightened, he should be able to hear the off-string sound of the assistant conductor -- sometimes a little cowardice can help his health.

For Shinichiro Tamaki, Ilan has never counted him as combat power, but as a funny artist to pass the time. Otherwise, Ilan wouldn't have been...

"I'm not asking about the casualty rate." Yucheng clenched his fists and lowered his head and said.

Ilan was silent for a moment.

"One hundred percent."

Yucheng took a deep breath, and a strange smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Yes・・・・・ in ten days, Japan... Japanese people will ・・・・・・"

"Well, in half a month at most, ELEVEN's dog tag can be removed."

"Hehe, anyway, we have such a good relationship, when the second master comes, will you get me an official to do it, right? Qingshui Yamen is also OK. ”

"How's the Minister of Finance?"

Ilan shrugged, and verbally promoted the treasurer of the Black Knights.

Yucheng's mouth was grinning to the root of his ears, and he turned around flutteringly, spread his legs, and walked away with ** steps.

"Where are you going?"

"Confession!" Yucheng waved his hand behind him.

"Who?"

**The prodigal son Shinichiro Tamaki has a sweetheart? This is the first time I've heard of it.

"Whoever you want!"

Ahh・・・・・・h

"It would be nice to have the tombstone engraved 'Shinichiro Tamaki, the first Minister of Finance of the New United States of Japan'!"

It's counterproductive.

This guy, really・・・・・・

"Karen! I've liked you for a long time, do you know?! Naoto didn't dare to do it when he was there, but now you're in my hands!!... ”

The oncoming girl didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and a horizontal kick was in the waist of the minister, and Yucheng rolled out of the ground for more than ten meters before he got up tremblingly. Slap your ass and walk towards the next target like no one.

Karene came to Elan with an awe-inspiring murderous aura, and it was hard to imagine that she was the same person as the girl who held him in her arms in the morning.

Without saying a word, he raised his fist and smashed it into Ilan's face. As before, he was stopped by the other party casually raising his hand.

"Can you please give me a reason?"

Yilan said lightly and let go of the other party's wrist

"What are you doing?" Karene pointed to Glasgow behind him and questioned in a trembling voice.

"As you can see, senior sister, it's just pre-war preparation."

"What do you mean?"

Karen stared at him fiercely

"I don't know what you're talking about, senior sister..."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl grabbed him by the collar with one hand and carried him to the ground with a brush.

"No! Use it again! This! Tone! Follow me! Speak! ”

Karen roared explosively, and as a result, everyone in the base was drawn to their attention. They saw this kind of scene almost every day, and it was not a day or two before Karen yelled that she was going to kill the deputy commander. But this time, they could clearly feel the air different.

Reaching out and pulling out a small red key from his pocket, he shook it in front of Ilan.

"Why is this thing on me?"

“・・・・・・”

"Why! The key to the Red Lotus Two! Will it be in my pocket?! ”

“・・・・・・”

"Why..."

"If you don't want it, you can give it to anyone, I won't use it anyway."

"Still look down on me・・・・・・"

Karenne knew the value and power of that weapon. It is an immutable truth that the best weapons should be used by the best drivers. Although she has the strength of not weaker than the ace, she will never be arrogant enough to think that she can compete with this white-haired monster.

In her hands, the Red Lotus Two Style can become the tip of the knife on the battlefield. But in the hands of Ilan, this machine can be transformed into a ghost.

She knew that by handing her the key, Ilan would be cutting off her own arm to improve her chances of survival.

The dignity of being a warrior...

"No, it's the opposite." Elan pulled her hand away and walked over to her side and stopped. "I have looked down on it."

"You..."

"The next day the vegetable was plucked out as a weed by the gardener." Ilan lowered his eyes and said faintly as if he was remembering something.

"Huh?"

"I told you about my mother and me. She locked herself in her room after that and cried for two days. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"I didn't know why she could be so sad about a weed until I learned that she had died・・・・・・ probably her only 'friend' besides me.

I killed the gardener, but my mother was not at all happy.

It's the same with people, if it's gone, it's gone. A momentary thing can make you regret it for a lifetime. It's like digging a hole in your chest, and maybe you can get used to the pain, but what you don't have there will never come back.

I will never allow the same thing to happen a second time.

Kalian, I respect your desire to fight, but please don't challenge my bottom line.

Now, you have two options. Get on that plane, or go to Hokkaido on your own. ”

"Ilan"

He, kill the gardener?

For a weed?

Seeing him like this for the first time, the girl had some cognitive misalignment for a while. Strictly speaking, this is the first time Ilan has "given orders" to himself.

"But, if you're driving..."

"Look at me."

Ilan turned, and there was no sparkle in her purple eyes.

"Am I laughing?"