It has been four months since joining the group, and yesterday, Jian'er spent his fifteenth birthday here.

No, it's a bit arrogant to say that joining the group.

Now his status is only an observer, in other words, a backup, and only those who survive the actual battle are eligible to wear the uniform of a full member.

He knew he was nothing.

He has no academic qualifications, no ability, and no previous experience in the rebels. Being young here is not an advantage, but his biggest shortcoming.

A hot-blooded boy like him in Japan is less than 1,000 and 8 million, and as the youngest of the Black Knights in the first phase of the post-war period, his survival is very eye-catching.

The reason for his adoption was simple - he survived.

During the Ten Day War, he was sent to the rear of the Imperial Army as civilian cannon fodder.

In that meat grinder, where the death rate was infinitely close to 100 percent, he survived, crawled out of the pile of dead people, covered in blood.

Registration, admission, application to become a driver, preliminary screening through guò. Then there is ten hours of intense training day in and day out. In terms of driving time alone, each of the remaining three hundred men now far exceeded the regular troops of the Empire.

The average training time of Imperial drivers is 500 hours, and they all have more than 1,500 hours of driving experience.

This is also the result of smashing Sakurashi in Japan's current situation of "poor people only have money left". The financial resources of the Black Knights are unlimited in a sense, and when the body is broken, it will be thrown back into the boiler as scrap metal and reincarnated as a tractor to continue to serve the motherland. Enough ammunition tubes. As for the battery, are you kidding?

The troops, who were smashed with ten times the banknotes, did not disappoint, and they repaid their investment with ten times the enthusiasm. Some of them even already possess elite-level strength, and if they are baptized by war, these people can undoubtedly become trump cards.

The ones who have been able to make it this far are all ruthless characters, and among them are former professional soldiers who turned to the Black Knights after despairing of the EU forces.

And just when they were full of self-confidence and privately thought that they could fight even against three times the size of the Empire's army, their chief instructor, Shumu Suzaku, poured cold water on these guys' heads.

The rule here is that as long as you can survive 30 seconds under the instructor, you will be eligible to transfer to the deputy commander advanced course. Its tempting Cheng Dù is no less than directly sending them into battle to kill the enemy, and these hot-brained guys have all realized the cruelty of reality and their own insignificance in the challenge.

Since the beginning of the challenge, no one has been able to walk under Suzaku for ten seconds.

What's even more terrifying is that even this short ten seconds are full of water.

Suzaku will not strike first, and he gives the other party enough time to prepare every time. When the other party finished brewing momentum and raised the muzzle of the gun, Suzaku started. A few dodge opponents lost his vision, a flurry of fire, and then the sound of the muzzle of the gun against the side of his cockpit sounded like a death knell.

Everyone is using a new Japanese body, Tsukishita. Being killed by the other party at the same starting line as if it were a game has nothing more humiliating.

In the midst of repeated failures, they finally recognized the fact that such a thing as genius exists.

To be honest, Suzaku has not received formal training either, and his brain is basically in a state of death during the battle, and he fights completely on instinct. Because of this, he can always be one step ahead, and the other party's actions are like snails in his eyes.

In the process of being infinitely humiliated, these senior rookies had an incomparable longing for the deputy commander who could drive a Glasgow to defeat Suzaku at that time.

If I can be elected as a deputy conductor・・・・・・

"Ken, Ishikawa, Ed, Kazao, Komichi. In the afternoon it was your group. ”

Ilan walked into the break room with the tablet in his hand and named the team of five who had taken their turn to challenge.

Unlike earlier, the eyes of others looking at them were not envious, but a little gloating, so that the faces of several people who were named were sad.

"If you don't want to, you can give up the opportunity to other groups."

There's no choice for this.,It's repaired and sent back, everyone understands.,If you don't even dare to go, you'll really have no face to mix here.。

"Let's go."

Edward, who was the leader of the group, raised his hand sullenly.

"Okay. As usual, at one o'clock in the afternoon, we meet in Shinjuku E013 area. You can go to the warehouse and request a body. ”

After that, Ilan closed the tablet and put it under his armpit and walked out of the lounge. After walking a few steps, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and when I looked back, I saw that it was the little ghost named Jian'er.

"Deputy Commander!"

"Huh?"

The athlete's brows were furrowed, and his fists were clenched tightly to the sides of his legs, as if he was suppressing something.

"I... Can you please tell me how you defeated Mr. Shuki at that time?"

Ah, that's a tricky question, Elan scratched her head in embarrassment.

"What do I have to say, how can I say this, I'm just better than him?"

Having said that, with Suzaku's sponge-like growth rate, if he drove Lancelot to fight his Glasgow, he would not be able to get any benefits.

"I... I don't want to give up, I won't give up! I just didn't know how to improve myself, and I felt like I had reached my limits. If I continue like this, I will never be able to defeat Mr. Shuki! Please give me the advice! ”

Anyway, take a 90-degree bow in this hallway. Obviously saying the words of please, but there is a kind of forced momentum.

Unlike others, he has suffered setbacks again and again, but this child does not smell the slightest fear.

Imps with stories.

"Asakura Ken'er, right?"

"Yes!"

Ilan flipped out the other party's information and reviewed it.

"Oh! You're the kid who 'crawled out'! ”

"Yes!"

"Hmm... Do you know the definition of powerful?"

'Yes!' Being strong is not about how much you have, but how much you can give up'. You taught us on day one, Deputy Commander! ”

"You should be able to understand what that means, right?"

The athlete shook his head silently.

"Well, fan, you know? A guy who is very unconfident, and he is still the same. I had him go with Group C, 50 people, including several EU professional drivers. He told me at the time that he couldn't do this job, and wouldn't it be humiliating to teach people professionally as an amateur? But in the actual combat training, this guy stunned himself, he easily won those professional soldiers, and he even doubted later that those guys were fake and shoddy.

He's getting stronger, but he doesn't know it yet. It's still very early for you to limit this kind of thing, and if you want to say it, it's just a hurdle, as long as you cross it, all the things you have hoarded before will be integrated in an instant. ”

The athlete was confused when he heard it, and he didn't dare to speak.

"That's it..."

Ilan sighed, and suddenly pulled out the gun from behind him, and slammed it against the athlete's head.

"Look up and look at me."

The little ghost slowly straightened up, looked at the muzzle of the black hole in front of him, and locked his gaze on the face of the deputy commander.

Use your thumb to pull the firing pin all the way to make a soft click.

"Do you want to know how you look at me right now?"

There is no life, no contradictions, a stagnant calm.

"For ordinary people, this is a murder weapon that can take his life, but for you guys who crawl out, this is just a small piece of metal that has no more than a function of shooting buckshot. It's the same in theory, but in your context, it's not scary at all.

You have to be stronger than ordinary people, you are different from them, you have already crossed that hurdle, but you don't know it yet.

You've died once, and you've come back to life. Now you have nothing to lose, and the enemy cannot take anything from you. So, Jian, you are invincible. ”

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【4 months ago】

"Asakura Ken'er."

The boy replied numbly.

"Where's your family?" The interviewer looked at the other party's young face with a hesitant expression.

The athlete shook his head silently.

"Okay, I need you to answer a few routine questions. Can you guarantee that what you're saying next is the truth? ”

"I promise."

"Are you willing to renounce your nationality and renounce your status as a Japanese citizen?"

"I do."

"For a higher purpose, are you willing to obey your superiors absolutely under any circumstance, even if it is an order that you do not understand or even resist."

"I do."

"Are you willing to sacrifice your personal interests for the sake of the organization?"

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I am willing to ・・・・・・

"What are you doing?"

The girl on the side heard him looking down and whispering something to herself, and turned her head to look at him in confusion.

The four of them stood on the roof of an abandoned apartment building, and behind them were the four under the brand new moon. Since it is a training machine, the paint is also white, so it is simply used for them in its original flavor, and the silver glitter is also good-looking.

In the distance is an arena-like circular clearing that was razed eight years ago by a 50-ton aerial bomb.

The two bodies, one silver and one black, were separated by fifty meters, facing each other in the middle of the arena.

"The captain is about to start, don't you want to watch?"

"Hmm."

The boy snorted noncommittally, his mind not at all on the duel that was about to begin in the distance.

[Are you willing to kill for the 'great good'? 】

"I'm willing..."

In the distance, a white flare rose into the air with a scream, and the other three nervously clasped the binoculars to their faces, not even daring to blink their eyes.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

Four seconds

Edward's mech moved, firing at Suzaku's black mech as he moved sideways.

Suzaku didn't even pull out his gun, and rotated 360 degrees as one, dodging the first wave of fire and approaching the other party at the same time, and the distance between the two planes was only twenty meters in an instant. The green paint bounced into a flower on the building behind him, but it didn't touch the black body. When he faced the other party again, Suzaku's hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife, and he still did not draw the knife.

Edward's missed blow was instantaneous, and he returned fire as he retreated to the flickering black mech in front of him, trying to keep a distance.

"The captain lost again..."

Love sighed.

The speed of the reverse car is certainly not enough to keep up with the frontal advance, and once it enters the building, the advantage of the gun is greatly reduced, and Suzaku can choose to flash out from any corner and hold the knife on Edward's neck.

Ed wasn't unaware of this disadvantage, but he couldn't do anything about it. He didn't choose to fight in the street by himself, but was forced into it by Suzaku.

The winner is decided.

Sure enough, just three seconds after the two entered the street fight, the red flare went up.

Nine seconds.

Not bad, but everyone knows that if Suzaku hadn't released the water, he could have ended the fight in three seconds.

"I'll be on next."

Love turned to her body, and Athlete took a step forward and grabbed her shoulder.

"I'll come."

"Kin?"

The athlete didn't say much and jumped into the cockpit on his own.

Under the moon, he took two steps forward and jumped from the eaves of the twenty-meter-high house. Lean forward and head at full speed towards the arena.

Standing at the starting position, the athlete turned on the public channel and said hello.

"Shuki-sensei."

"Asakura-kun."

"Let's use live ammunition this time."

Jian'er's silent voice came from the airwaves, and Suzaku thought he hadn't heard clearly.

"Huh?"

"Live ammunition."

"Well, we're just practicing, there's no need..."

"The deputy has been approved by the commander, please adjust the gear to live ammunition, this is the order of the deputy commander."

Who the hell is crazy?

Aeon? This kid? Or are they both short-circuited in their brains?

The three people watching the battle finally closed their mouths, their eyes facing each other, and their brains were short-circuited.

"But..."

The flare gun waited for no one, and the white flare pierced the sky again.

The silver body didn't have any emotions at all, and the rifle and knife were pulled out at the same time with their hands staggered. With the horizontal knife in front of him, the muzzle of the gun pointed at the opponent, and he rushed over as he fired.

This gunfire must be unmistakable!

"How many of you!! Lie down!! ”

Suzaku drank loudly on the airwaves, and the trio finally came to their senses and decisively lay on the roof.

This is no joke!

It's really going to die!

"Stop!"

The bullet screamed through the air around it, and Suzaku ordered as he dodged. But the other party is completely a hatred of killing his father, Dai Tian is either you die or I die, Suzaku can feel the other party's murderous aura that is like a substance.

At this time, he didn't pull out his gun, and he didn't pull out his gun.

This kid will definitely not admit defeat because he has a little dye on his body, but if he really wants to use live ammunition, he is not sure if he will hurt the other party.

Then... The only way to do this is to shave off the other person's arms!

What the hell are you thinking? That little ghost!

Suzaku dodged a few times to get past the line of fire, and the silver mech was close to the range of his long knife. Suzaku pressed the red button at the top of the joystick, and the chainsaw spun violently, bursting with brilliant sparks from the blade.

The moment he got close, Suzaku reached out and pressed on the opponent's arm, and the muzzle of the gun went off. With the swing of the knife in the other hand, you will cut off the opponent's hand with the gun!

The posture of the silver body is very awkward, the right hand is accused by the other party, and the left arm holding the knife is at the moment because the other party can't cut the other party within his own arm span, this is an unsolvable situation, and he is about to break an arm.

The gun can't be lost!!

[・・・Are you willing to complete the task at any cost, even if it is a despicable method・・・・・・]

Suddenly, the silver mech reflexively slammed its elbow into the opposite door with the momentum of breaking its own arm. Something seemed to snap inside the shoulder, and there was a loud bang.

But that's not the point.

That imp used his cockpit to block the path of the Suzaku War Knife!

Suzaku was shocked, and his hands were cold. The sheer mass of the long knife made it difficult to retract the castration, and the chainsaw had already pulled a hole in the roof of the opponent's cockpit like butter, and finally managed to contain the knife at the last minute.

The two-handed joystick pulled back, and the body leaned back, allowing the deadly imp to roll over by an elbow. Suzaku was already a little angry at this moment, and in the process of falling backwards, he slammed on the pedal, raised his foot and kicked the other party out.

The athlete rolled on the ground a few times and finally found his balance. Prop up your upper body, raise the muzzle, aim, fire. The black figure suddenly twisted, brushing the line of fire and giving way to this wave of firepower, this is not over, Suzaku reversed the knife with the momentum of rotation.

The golden light flashed, and the gun-wielding arm under the silver moon slowly slid off the mech.

I've already done this, but I can't even touch a single hair of the other party・・・・・・

What a desperate chasm this is・・・・・・

"Stop!"

The silver mech seemed to be deaf, reaching for the knife on the ground.

A black foot stepped on it one step earlier. The earth shook slightly, the dust flew up, and the spine of the knife was bent by this kick.

The athlete looked calm, and no setbacks in this state could affect his thoughts.

Grabbing the hilt of the knife without giving up, he turned over to face Suzaku and shot out the hook lock on his chest.

Suzaku's sixth sense accurately caught the other party's thoughts, and he dodged the blow sideways, and reached forward with his free hand to grab the cable. This way, the foot moved, and the knife was taken back by the other party.

Sighing slightly, Suzaku swept at the other party's feet with the spine of the knife, and the silver body lost its balance and its legs left the ground. Suzaku took a step forward and made up for the other man's waist. The athlete was kicked out again, the cable on his chest was forcibly pulled out of the body, and the winch let out a mournful sound, needless to say, it had been torn apart.

Suzaku swung his knife to cut the cable he was holding, threw it at his feet, and approached the other party step by step.

[Would you like to...

"I do..."

The imp's voice came from the channel.

"What are you talking about?"

With great difficulty, he braced himself up, raised his long curved knife, and once again rushed towards the impossible enemy.

Instead of spinning as expected, the chainsaw shattered the curved blade with a loud bang.

Time seemed to stand still, and the athlete could see that the floodgates on the other party's chest slowly opened, and white steam gushed out.

Now is the time!

The silver mech's body was slanted and short, barely letting go of the other party's hook. In the state of losing his balance, instead of stopping this trend, the athlete took a step in the opposite direction, and the body spun violently, and the tip of the knife brushed the ground and picked it up, and slammed it towards the right flank of the Suzaku! It's exactly the same trick Suzaku used before!

This kid learned it just by looking at it?!

Suzaku's eyes widened in disbelief.

Although the brain was still in shock, the hands were already moving on their own.

There is no trick.

The long knife that loses the chainsaw is nothing more than an iron rod, and it doesn't even need to be blocked.

The black body simply grabbed the opponent's sword.

Pulled in front of him, swung his knife, and cut off the opponent's arm.

I have to admit that this is the hardest stick that Suzaku has sharpened since he joined the army.

"I do."

The other party's voice was heard again on the airwaves.

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Right before Suzaku's eyes, a surreal picture unfolded.

The opponent's body stopped moving, and the hatch slowly opened wide. The boy stood up, walked over to his body's shoulder, pulled out his pistol, and pointed it at the black giant.

Without the slightest hesitation, the young man held the gun in both hands, took aim, and shot the monitor in the opponent's head one by one. But the pistol's weak power could not even break the bulletproof glass on the monitor. The ricochet bounced off the body, helplessly scraping off a little paint.

"Ah!! Crazy, crazy! It's all crazy!! ”

Suzaku slapped his head on the door, his temples beating incessantly. Lift the handle hard, open the hatch, and turn over and stand on the fuselage.

One rolled over and dodged the other party's bullet and hid behind the head under the moon.

The seventh shot.

I have to say that this little ghost's marksmanship is poor, and the landing point of this shot must be one meter away from him.

Suzaku poked his head out and beckoned, causing the other party to fire another shot.

Eighth shot!

The other party is out of bullets!

Suzaku jumped onto the arm under the moon in two steps, and jumped onto the opponent's body with all his strength. The body is short, accumulating strength, and pounces on the athlete like a tiger.

The person was still in the air, but the conspiracy on the other party's face had succeeded in smiling, but it made Suzaku's heart sink down.

There is fraud!

I saw that the little ghost maintained the posture of raising the gun, and the second gun had been taken out from his waist with his left hand, pointing at the Suzaku who had nowhere to borrow strength in the air.

For some reason, the white-haired figure crossed Suzaku's mind.

[Ahh・・・・・・・・・・・・h

Is this my epitaph?

Suzaku closed his eyes.

The expected gunshot did not ring out, and Suzaku crashed directly into the little ghost's body, and the two fell from the four-meter-high body and fell heavily to the ground.

"・・・・・・ huh?"

After a while, Suzaku realized that he didn't have an extra hole in his body, and jumped up. Jian'er obviously doesn't have a cockroach-like body, and he doesn't know if the bones are broken, and he can't get up on the ground for a long time.

"You !!"

Suzaku was really angry, grabbed the little ghost by the collar and lifted him off the ground, leaving his feet off the ground.

"What are you thinking?! Don't you want to die?! ”

Jian'er laughed as he ate, the corners of his mouth reached the root of his ears, and he took out a computer from his pocket and handed it to Suzaku.

At the same time, the signal for the end of the game finally popped into the air.

Green flares.

For the first time ever.

Battle duration: one minute and nine seconds.

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Suzaku put the deadly little ghost back and threw it to the medical team on standby. After examination, it seems that there is a slight bone crack in the ankle, which is not very important.

Suzaku propped his head and sat sullenly on the side, not in the mood to accept the challenge of the remaining three anymore.

"Hey, Asakura-kun."

"Yes."

"Why didn't you shoot just now?"

"Shoot?"

A large bag of ice cubes pressed against the instep of his foot, and the athlete bared his teeth in pain.

"That's what the deputy commander taught you, right? Say I'm going to jump, so I'm going to win with two guns or something? ”

Jian'er didn't speak, and tacitly agreed that the deputy commander was the culprit of the tragedy.

It seems that his old problem was eaten to death by white hair・・・・・・

In fact, the athlete had already lasted forty seconds before he stepped out of the cockpit, and the reason why Ilan gave him this idea was purely out of his personal bad taste.

"I'm not going to shoot at a teacher."

“・・・・・・”

"No, on the contrary, I signed a contract to shield you from bullets."

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

Suzaku looked at him puzzled.

"The teacher is really strong, so strong that with real strength, I may not be able to last more than thirty seconds under you in my life."

The athlete hung his head unwillingly.

"But I'm also very happy to be a comrade-in-arms of such a strong person. When I joined the regiment, there were twenty questions, and one of them was: 'Are you willing to sacrifice yourself to protect your comrades who are more valuable than yourself?' ・・・・・・ I do. ”