How many people have I already killed?

Three hundred?

Five hundred?

Thousand?

It's only been a year since I escaped from that grave, and a few people have died at my hands?

I can't remember・・・・・・

It was as if the body and consciousness had been split in half.

The body merged with Glasgow and became that big lump of iron. The palm of the hand has long been unable to feel the storage of the joystick, but as if it is directly pressed on the cold trigger, and the feet are no longer pedals, as if stepping on the earth. He can even feel every gear, every bearing, every ball in this machine, as if he felt his own muscles.

Like a central chip, stiff, rigid, and numb, but extremely quickly reflecting its own movements onto the machine, the enemy's body is no longer a machine, or even a substance, but a number of combat units.

Mass, kinetic energy, power, reaction time, steering time, damage range, firing frequency, support time, impact surface, impact probability, multiplied by the variables of the contingency event. All the qiē are entered into the brain at the moment of meeting, and then reflexively give corresponding measures, without the command of the brain, the body will instinctively execute this set of killing plans.

He is slaughtering all enemies within his range with unprecedented efficiency.

Obviously, I didn't think about it, I didn't control it, and the body moved on its own as if it belonged to someone else

Strange feeling, not tired at all, even a feeling of relaxation.

The other self was watching from a distance what was happening here, just watching, and his thoughts had already drifted to somewhere else. Piercing through the hard iron sheet, he floated out of the cockpit and watched quietly from the sky above Mt. Fuji. The battlefield becomes a landscape, a backdrop, a tedious movie that has been watched countless times.

War.

The same scene, repeated countless times over thousands of years, and this time is no exception.

Humanity has never changed.

Individual vs. individual, collective vs. collective, organization vs. organization, state vs. state; Should be the same hatred, interests, beliefs, come together and declare war on their own kind.

Human beings, with the ultimate form of society, the "state", forcibly distinguish themselves from other members of their kind. It also created the "army" as a war machine, only for one goal -- to slaughter other human beings more efficiently.

War, acts of violence against each other.

War, a word that has been spurned by countless literati and wise men throughout the ages, is so crazy at first glance that two groups of people who have never met before rush at each other with weapons, kill, or be killed・・・・・・

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[People, born unequal?

Inequality is not evil, equality is evil?

Is greed justice?

Is the law of the jungle the truth?

That's what the emperor said?! This is the declaration of the founding of that country?!

Those who can say such things are no longer worthy of being called "people", let alone the king of a country?!

Britannia, who keeps saying "the world is lying", but the existence of this country itself is the biggest lie in the world! The one qiē it advocates is nothing but a clumsy fig leaf to cover up its banditry behavior, the emperor's new clothes, which can deceive himself but cannot deceive the world!

Britannia!

That country devours the happiness, dignity, freedom, and lives of mankind, billions of lives, including its own people, to satisfy the selfish desires of a few! It brings no value to humanity except suffering and blood and tears; Except for the killing machine, it did not bring any inventions to the world; War and death, only this, is the eternal melody of that country. It was only after receiving the news of the murderous occupation that its emperor smiled; Only in the cries of humanity can its emperor sleep peacefully. is so evil that he can shamelessly claim to be "the truth of the world".

The country has long been hopeless.

If this were true, I would not have the slightest attachment to this world.

If a person's worth is determined at birth; If a person should die or not, it depends on whether he looks beautiful or not, and whether he runs fast or not; If you see a rich person, you can rob without any scruples, and if you see a thin person, you can bully at will; Killing innocent people who have no power to fight back, and walking proudly in broad daylight, such a world, I will never have half of my attachment!!

No!

I definitely don't accept this so-called "real"!

Charles, the man who was born in the royal family and did not know the sufferings of the world, thought that he was noble, regarded others as ants, and built his vanity on the suffering of the whole world, is the lie of the world! Britannia, the country that has been twisted to the extreme, is the cancer of the world! All the ugliness of the world! The embodiment of the demon in the human heart!

This is no longer a war between Japan and Britannia, this is not a war between nations and nations, slaves and tyrants.

This is a war between good and evil!

This is a war between man and the devil!

Today, we have lost a lot of people, a lot of good people.

The world was once more beautiful because of their existence. Today, the world is purer because of their sacrifices.

Don't weep for them, because they leave not only with anger, but also with serenity.

Because compared to those false lies, they know deep down that their souls, their hearts, are telling them that they are doing the right thing!

Today, we're seeing more good people standing up.

Hundreds of thousands of people, hundreds of thousands of people whose souls are not dead, stand at the foot of Mt. Fuji in flesh and blood! Stood in front of the demon as a human!

Fellow citizens, we have been driven into a dark hell, we have trembled in the face of despair, we have been indignant in the face of violence, but we have been dominated by fear.

Today, this qiē is over!

Today, we wake up from a nightmare! We climbed up from the edge of hell! We stand together as human beings! Stand in the sun! Roar as a human! Fight as a human! Shed blood as a human being! Die as a human! 】

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Naturalist righteousness holds that the root of war lies in the natural environment and the biological nature of human beings, and that war is a natural and eternal phenomenon.

Religious war theorists believe that war is God's punishment for man, and explain the causes of war with supernatural forces.

Racists believe that wars are caused by differences between superior and inferior peoples.

Modern geopolitical scholars believe that wars are based on geographical environment, that is, caused by the struggle for a certain amount of living space and natural resources.

Malthusians believed that overpopulation and hunger were the real causes of war.

However, recent historical materialism holds that war is neither a thing that has always existed nor is it eternal, and that war is the product of the development of social productive forces and production relations to a certain stage, and that it only appears after the emergence of private ownership and when oppression and oppression occur with the formation of classes and states.

They were all wrong.

They are 108,000 miles away from the truth.

War is the fundamental reason why human beings are human beings, and it is the final choice that evolution has come to an end.

Evolve.

A proper noun for human beings, only human development qualifies as "evolutionary".

Other species do not have the so-called evolution at all, but just quietly wait to be eliminated by nature. With the exception of humans, no species can determine the direction of their evolution, and no other species have become taller, faster, stronger, or more intelligent than in antiquity. In order for their population to survive, they allow nature to modify their bodies, behavior, lifespan, and numbers. There is no such thing as the survival of the strong, and the survival of the fittest is the eternal truth.

・・・・・・ fittest

Sad words.

Without the slightest effort, he just resigned himself to fate, waiting for a bored nature in his own group to be pointed at casually, and to be blessed by this world without dignity.

Only humans.

Only... human ・・・・・・

This is a group that shouldn't have existed in zài.

He can't run fast, can't jump high, has no claws, no teeth, no hair, and can't even rely on his own body heat to keep out the cold. Walking upright is an obstacle to the eyes, a deformity of nature.

The existence of the extinct zài・・・・・・

But they are so intense, eager to break free from the cycle of this world.

In order to overcome nature, human beings sacrificed a qiē.

When did it start? Humanity has finally escaped the fate of natural selection, a creature with its own hands and intelligence.

Humanity finally has enough strength to protect itself. Earthquakes, tsunamis, typhoons, droughts, and any other changes in nature are not enough to affect the safety of the human race. As a species, human beings are already above nature in a sense, and even have the ability to change nature in turn.

The world has become a playground for humans, and the rest of the species have become beings who depend on human needs or mercy to survive, and the population has swelled like never before.

Nature has long been unable to choose human beings, on the contrary, it is human beings who are choosing nature.

No more struggles, no more fears, no more effort.

On this planet, humanity has cleared the level.

All people can be fed and clothed, and all people can produce offspring. The strong may not have children and grandchildren, but the fool may have children and grandchildren. Compared to a thousand years ago, the human constitution has degraded to the point of weakness, while the brain capacity has hardly changed.

Evolution has stagnated.

Humans are overwhelmed.

It was in this situation that war was born.

Abandon the concept of the individual and condense it with the form of consciousness as the foundation. Contrary to the universal values that ordinary people recognize, it does not matter whether the beliefs of the two sides are correct or even righteous or not, but only as a reason for mutual hostility, only a means, and war is the ultimate goal.

There is no doubt that the strong will win, because they have a collective superiority over their opponents, and the strong will get more resources, more room for development, and will be more convinced of their superiority and stick to their own path. Until a stronger group defeats them, or ruins the arrogance of their own internal beings.

Progress, or die.

Human beings are so eager to move forward, so greedy to look forward to the future. Even if the world has already told them, there is no road ahead.

Humanity is indeed progressing, evolving rapidly through the means of spontaneous choice of war. The development of the modern century alone has far surpassed the sum of hundreds of millions of years in nature.

As an individual, war is an atrocity that paves the way forward with the blood of one's own kind. But as a human race, war is the only way to perpetuate this race.

War is not madness, but as a living thing, the ultimate sanity.

Human ・・・・・・

Like a phoenix in the fire.

Ugly, sad.

And yet so beautiful・・・・・・

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[・・・・・・ Elan, Ilan...

At five o'clock, four hundred meters, in retreat, undulating terrain, and the trajectory error was large, let him go. At three o'clock, one hundred and sixty meters, two machines, alternately covering the retreat, the next positional firing point・・・・・・

【Elan !! 】

"Huh? At. ”

Finally recalled by Lelouch's voice, Ilan only felt that he had suddenly returned to the hot cockpit, and the feeling of boredom and nausea instantly welled up in his chest. But he managed to make the scheduled kill, quickly retreating Glasgow behind the rock mass and adjusting his breathing.

[How's it going over there?] 】

"It should be fine."

[What about the progress?] 】

"There are still more than 100 meters to go, within twelve hours."

[Uh-huh.] Lelouch's tone was filled with anxiety.

"Support?"

[The Light Armed Forces have three more hours to land. 】

Has this finally come to this moment・・・・・・

It was the vanguard of the high-speed ships across the ocean on non-troop carriers, and the space and number were limited, so the number of troops would naturally not be large, but now the reinforcements of the empire were not something that the Black Knights could bear.

"Tokyo?"

If you want to land in Japan, Tokyo Bay is the best choice in terms of terrain and traffic conditions. In addition, this is the closest landing point to Mt. Fuji, and there is no better place to do it than Tokyo.

[Yes, less than a hundred nautical miles.] 】

Just as expected.

With the combat power of the 11th district, no, to say that the combat power is all an exaltation of this rabble, a task that is simply impossible when trying to prevent the landing of the Empire. Japan's long and narrow island is no better than if it blooms more and then merges and annihilates it. Rather than this, it is better to let go of the Tokyo Concession, provide them with an excellent landing point, and then set up blocking troops along the road outside the concession. Even if it doesn't stop them from marching, it can slow down the other party's pace. This is also a last resort.

This means that someone must be present to command.

[Ilan, is it really okay?] 】

"Hmm...

[Then I'll go, the command of the rear...

"Don't give it to me, I can't take care of it here. If it doesn't work, let them let go of the bite. Ilan smiled stiffly.

[Hmm.] 】

"Ahh Brother Huang, what do you think of Jiang Xixia? ”

[What? 】

"Name, girl's words, it's called Xixia."

Ilan laughed at Lelouch inexplicably.

What the hell are you talking about・・・・・・

"You can call Xiaobai by any nickname."

【If it's not an important thing...】

"Brother Huang, work can also be a happy thing, doesn't it say 'sweet revenge', where is the fun if you have been so hot."

Lelouch didn't know why this guy was so poetic that he decided not to entangle with him anymore.

[Now is not the time. 】

"Well, yes, then I'll leave it to you in Tokyo. Be careful on the road. ”

[Hmm.] 】

Cutting off the communication, Ilan coughed slightly.

The low-grade fever gradually progressed to a high-level fever, and he did not feel pain, but his consciousness was blurred. The heart rate has slowed down and has now dropped below 120, but it is not because the body is getting better, but because the heart is on the verge of failure. From time to time, her heart rate was disturbed, and Ilan could even hear a murmur coming from her own chest.

Either way, another wave of successful defenses.

"The second group starts to prepare, everyone is in place after ten minutes, and the first group will finish the shift after the second ancestor is in place." Elan glanced at the time and cleared his throat and ordered.

It was clear that it had reached such a juncture, but the smile unconsciously crawled back to his face.

Is that the mood in place?

The obsession of the royal brother・・・・・

Create a wonderful world, for Nanali.

The future has become a tangible store, and I began to hope that tomorrow would be better. In this world where there is nowhere to escape, fighting for the living, what a fulfilling mood ・・・・・・.

It's not trapped in place, it's not endless blind biting, I'm really moving towards the future.

The freeze-frame hour hand begins to slowly turn again.

I want to see children born, grow up, laugh, cry, mature, get married, have children, buy new families for themselves・・・・・・ teach them their own way, grow old with satisfaction, and then... tell my mother, I'm doing well.

Want to see tomorrow・・・・・・

I want to have my own family.

Build a world where children can be happy.

Britannia, the Chinese Federation, the EU, anything that prevents me must be destroyed, erased, not even a trace can be left. After the last stench of the old world has dissipated, he can stand in the sun with the child in his arms, point to the distance, and tell him that beautiful things are sprouting.

Britannia・・・・・・

Let's start with you...

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Something seemed to be approaching in the distance, a black, gloomy... huge thing approaching.

Ilan turned around and stared at the top of Mount Fuji with wide eyes.

There was no reaction on the radar, it was just how Elan felt. But it was like a real ominousness, slowly approaching from the other side of the mountain.

"Command!"

Ilan slammed his fist into the comms.

"Give me the image of Eagle Mountain!"

It is a low-altitude mountain next to Mt. Fuji, and although it is not very high, it has a treacherous terrain with a large and large number of peaks, and the sea is located at the back, so it can be said that it is a natural barrier to Mt. Fuji. It stands to reason that it should not be, and there will be no troops to launch a surprise attack from that direction, but・・・・・・

Ilan's eyes were glued to the image on the monitor, darling for something wrong.

There must be something wrong, there must be something... I didn't notice... I can feel that something is there...

"Zoom in, there, put me to the maximum!"

Ilan pointed to the highest peak of Mount Aiying and ・・・・・・ a black flagship? Slowly emerging from the other side of the mountain, he approached Mt. Fuji unhurriedly. The front of the hull was emblazoned with a huge imperial coat of arms, and the cover of the mountain was lost, the radar quickly locked on to the target, and a piercing alarm suddenly flooded the cockpit.

What's that... Floating in the air?

Floating in the air?

Boats...

It took a long time for Ilan to come to her senses, suppressing the tremor in her voice.

"・・・・・・ let that Count of Asbrud talk to me..."