"Be careful, this is an important sample, and if it is broken, it will be difficult to repair it."

Rakushata supervised a group of lab coats, carefully loading a fighter plane similar to the XF-01 into a shipping container.

"Doesn't this work?"

Yagami asked, who was walking from nearby.

At present, the Black Knights are in the process of mobilization, because people from other organizations and the Japanese who have revolted are constantly joining the ranks, not to mention the number of combatants and combat quality, but the difference in weapons and ammunition is more worthy of concern.

It's no wonder that in order to be able to act under the nose of the empire, the original number of fighters of the Black Knights was only a few thousand at most, but now it has suddenly increased by tens of thousands, plus Kyoto abandoned the Black Knights because of the establishment of the Special Zone, and now that it has lost its logistical support, the logistical pressure can be imagined.

Even if all the equipment looted during the invasion of the Chinese Federation was moved out, plus some of it was snatched from the nearby Imperial Army base, it was still overstretched.

Everything that could be used was moved out, and there were even two old Japanese Type 99s in the ranks, although they were still in service in terms of time.

"There are a lot of problems, we don't have enough engine systems to support its operation, and even if we can barely use the equipment we have in our hands to make it fly, with a combat radius of about 180 kilometers, what can we do with such a short time in the air? And the weapon system also does not correspond to the existing system"

As she spoke, Rakushata turned the cigarette stick in her hand against the railing and gently buckled it, spilling a handful of soot and then reloading a pinch of tobacco into the cigarette stick

"Technicalities aside, have any of you been trained to pilot fighter jets?"

Waiting for an answer, Rakushata leisurely lit the cigarette and took a deep breath.

"Of course we have"

"Whew~~"

Gorgeous smoke rings spewed out at Yagami Night, who was answering confidently.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem"

"I'm not talking about helicopters or airships, which are as tame as little sheep." Glancing at the deflated imp, Rakushata smiled playfully.

"It can fly to Mach 3 per hour, and it is said that the Knights of the Round Table will go soft for the first time when they get off it."

Gently patted the cold and smooth metal shell, and said lightly.

"Besides, this is an important sample, and it would be terrible to break it before the analysis is completed."

"Miss Rakushata isn't confident in her skills?"

"It's useless to stir up. I have to admit that the kid's skills are very attractive. Rakushata laughed disapprerovingly.

"Do you know the way? The scariest thing about that kid isn't that he can always come up with new technology, it's that he has almost unlimited resources to develop at the same time. The identity of the royal family is really useful, especially since there is also a brother of the prime minister of the empire. In comparison, the short-sighted fellows of the Chinese Federation and the old bones of India, which are as stinky and hard as fossils."

[This can't be the legendary menopause, right?] Yagami shrugged helplessly, turned and left, leaving behind him a grumbling Rakusha Tower.

Tokyo time, 1000 hours

Knightmare, the Imperial Empire, and armored vehicles are neatly assembled on the outer edge of the Tokyo Concession, and the silent streets herald the longest night of the day.

"Although there is nothing wrong with the outer edge of the formation, it always feels unpleasant."

Luca, who was on the XF-01, looked at the distribution map on the tactical panel and said to himself.

No matter how bad the current situation of the army is, the garrison in the concession is close to 80,000, and in addition to logistics and civilian personnel, there are about 50,000 combatants, which is not much different from the militia of the Black Knights. Not to mention a group of militias.

"At this time, you should take the initiative to attack, so that the other party can rush outside the concession so smoothly, and all aspects will become unfavorable."

"Lord Eighth Knight, the opponent is Zero" Jeremiah's avatar appears in the communication.

Maybe it's because it's not good to give too many orders to Kamiyu's personal guards, but more maybe it's for the sake of the dignified Empire's female military god herself. In short, the pro-guards were placed in the rear of the defensive line.

"So you're afraid of each other?" Lukka asked Jeremiah mockingly.

"Although our army is at a disadvantage, our army is far superior to the other side in terms of quality and equipment. At this time, forcing the opponent to engage in a head-on battle is the best means. ”

Jeremia's answer was decent, which made Lukka look at him unexpectedly.

After all, for Jeremia, Zero is his life's worst enemy and a symbol of shame. And a martial artist like him didn't refute himself on the spot, and he didn't even get angry, if it wasn't for his death, then he could only be detached from psychology.

"It's really the personality of Her Highness Cornelia."

Capable of crushing enemies from the front with a powerful assault force, Cornelia is one of the commanders with such powerful attack power, which seems simple and simple, but in fact it is full of infinite mysteries.

Location 100 km outside the concession.

"It's really unexpectedly smooth, there was no resistance along the way, and if we continue like this, we will soon reach the concession."

The G1 Land Command Vehicle, snatched from the venue, has been used as the mobile command center for the Resistance.

"That's the problem." Fujido Kagamishiro looked at the tactical board with a solemn face.

"The Imperial Army has concentrated its forces, and it is conceivable that we will encounter strong resistance in the Tokyo Concession."

Although he is very optimistic about the current situation, as a former Japanese senior general, Fujido is not confident in the quality of his soldiers and weapons and equipment, and the main thing he can rely on is always the troops dominated by the Black Knights.

"It doesn't matter, the concession is the bottom line of the Imperial Army, and Cornelia's personality is very tough, so she will definitely choose to set up a formation outside the concession." Zero confidently answered Fujido's question.

"If it's a field battle with us on the periphery of the concession"

"There will be no field battles." Zero interrupted Fujido's question.

"On the periphery of the concession are slums, look at the ruins of this part of the city." Pointing to the dark shadows outside the window.

"Fighting us in the dark of night would be a waste of the Imperial Army's weapon advantage and soldier advantage, and Tokyo is a fortress city, facing us without air superiority, if it were you, what would you choose?"

"Waiting for us to hit our heads up." Fujido touched his chin and pondered.

Knowing that the road is an iron plate, but at this time, he can only hit it headlong. If the Tokyo Concession could not be captured, the uprising would have been suppressed.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered." Zero slowly walked outside the command room.

"Anyway, the Imperial Army won't take the initiative to attack, so slow down the march a little, take advantage of this time to gather as many people as possible, and then reorganize the command system of the troops. Anyway, the attack on the Tokyo concession was not in such a short two hours. ”

In low satellite orbit, the maid stands on the edge of the automatic window, staring at the blue planet below, where the spin speed can be distinguished with the naked eye.

Same background, same place, just different characters

"Different observations of things can lead to different conclusions from different perspectives. Musashi, do you know how Lu Dao can time travel without manipulating the rules of physics? ”

In the face of the boy's smile, the humanoid maid was silent.

"Heh, we're doing time travel right now. You only need to take a step forward to go back to 1 hour later, and take a step back to go back to 1 hour ago. Isn't it amazing that you can do it without breaking the laws of living and operating physics? The boy spread his arms, and behind him was the huge blue planet that slowly swirled.

"If you mean time zones, Lord Kamiyu, I have to point out that there is an absolute time standard on this planet called Standard Time. Above. However, the humanoid maid still did not show an expression of understanding.

"Heh" The young man reluctantly put down his outstretched hand, then pointed his index finger at his head and wrapped it slightly.

"Use your imagination, Musashi. You are a living being, not a robot. You have to learn to understand."

"I still don't understand that."

"Understand what?" C.C., who heard the maid muttering to herself, asked casually.

"Lord C.C, the antimatter bomb is about to be made, please don't bother me just yet. Above. ”

"Do you need to be quiet?" C.C didn't believe Musashi would be distracted by a few words.

It's like a computer running a program in the background and running other programs at the same time, all you need is enough computing speed.

"I'm working on antimatter right now, and in order to compensate for the shortened orbital distance caused by [Lamus's] absence, I had to add a cycle to the proton acceleration orbit. This adds a lot of unnecessary risks, and the production requires at least 3 proton beams, each containing 10 to 13 protons, in case more than two protons accidentally collide with each other at the speed of light, it will be enough for us to disappear into this universe. Above. ”

With that, Musashi closed his eyes.

"The Musashi ship is now beginning to blockade the chain area, and the proton cycle accelerator connection of each ship has begun."

With the words, an alarm suddenly sounded inside the ship.

"The right lead ship, Luxion, activates the superconducting magnet. The 4th, 3rd, and 2nd countdown energy of the ion phase increases! ”

"The proton beam is stable, about to reach relativistic velocity, ATLAS (ring field detector) and CMS (muon coil) are ready"

"The proton beam goes to full speed! Start capturing the first stage is complete and move on to the second stage! ”

"Superconducting Magnet Start-up"

At this moment, the yellow warning lights in the ship suddenly went out, and then suddenly changed to a rapidly flashing dark red, and the siren suddenly became urgent.

"The brightness display found an anomaly! The P value is too high, the brightness rises from 10 to 34, the capacity of the generator reaches its peak, the emergency particle beam removal operation begins, the feedback system collapses, and the system reconnects"

"Particle Transferring"

"Start injecting protons into the collider - Beam 1"

"Particles reach 99% of the speed of light! Start colliding! ”

"Brightness display returns to normal and injects begins"

C.C. asked, only after the alarm was gone.

"Is it done?"

"Yes. Although there were a few small twists and turns, it was quite smooth. ”

"Can I take a look?"

C.C.'s requirements aren't outlandish, and it's the only one that can make antimatter. Even C.C. can't help but wonder what this mythical thing is like.

A small platform suddenly rose from the ground of the bridge.

In a palm-sized can, a thumb-sized nebula-like crystal floats in the center. It's not appropriate to say it's a crystal, because this nebula-like object is slowly changing shape like a liquid.

"It's so small that you can blow up a city"

"Antimatter was originally used as an energy source, and it is a terrible thing to use as a weapon. Above. ”