At 5:15 p.m. local time, Ian finished his day's work and began to prepare for battle, and by the way, Asuka and Rei Ayanami were trained in a new type of individual armor (copied from the UDF).

Considering......

"What the hell are you doing..."The humanoid ELS in the training ground twitched the corners of his eyes, looking at the three people who were still thinking about the battlefield in the last second, and subconsciously urged the individual armor to attack his clone with full power.

The AT stance distorted the air in the vicinity, okay? Are you trying to beat me to death? I did something wrong.

ELS frowned, and turned into fifteen metal tentacles, binding up the three deadly.

"What do you want to do?"

“…… and read the file? The three men tied in mid-air looked at each other.

“…… The old lady's document ahhh Haven't saved it yet! ”

“…… The old lady's observation record! Bastard, wait a few seconds! ”

The screams of Lilith's Naoko Ritsuko Linda and others resounded throughout the ship...

Well, it seems that the three of them are not the only ones who realize that they have been read...

"At 17:15 today, an unknown particle eruption was detected in the direction of Teniu Island, combined with everyone's memory of the first reincarnation, it is speculated that this particle should be the key to "reading the file". Now that we have a time difference of nearly 13 hours between us and the main department, we have found the reason for the uneven time in the universe.

Next, we just need to break this cycle.

By the way, what about the results of weapons tests? Is there any data to keep? Ian's eyes narrowed.

"It's being extracted from Leigh's memory, and at present, the 20mm standard cannon needs to hit the weakness of the mimic, which is its large mouth in front of it, in order to kill the mimic from 300 meters away.

Mimics can be killed from all angles within 10 meters. Electromagnetic machine guns and blasters are at the point of overpower.

According to the video analysis of Li's memory, the mimicry itself is relatively fragile, almost equivalent to the appearance of an armored personnel carrier equipped with bulletproof armor, a high-explosive warhead of more than 15 kg is enough to blow it up, and a steel-core armor-piercing projectile of more than 25 mm can ensure a stress-free slaughter mimicry within 1.5 kilometers. ”

Ritsuko finished her analysis.

"Based on the battle footage of the Verdun angel, it seems that she has found a way to break the cycle of reincarnation. First go to the mimic host, cut off its communication antenna, then hack all the special mimics, and finally hack the host.

Then the timeline can move on. Misato finished reading her analysis. The order most likely cannot be changed. Therefore, when fighting, it is necessary to be careful not to accidentally injure it, and it is also inferred that if there is a full-scale attack, it is very likely that the mimic will think that he will be defeated, and read the file directly. Therefore, the operational advice given by the War Department is to conduct special assault operations, so that the mimic thinks that it is just a local disadvantage, and there is no need to read the file. Then break the host in one fell swoop. ”

"Organize a raid team... Kaoru Nagisa? Ian's eyes flickered for a while, and finally fell on the face of the beautiful boy at the back of the crowd.

"Fifteen of us can go out, is that enough?"

"Enough, that is, plus the three of us, for a total of eighteen. With the mimic host on Teniu Island as the first target, and solving this one, the diplomatic team began to contact the local government, and the research team continued to look for ways to limit the ability to use this BUG.

Apostle 15 come with me, and I will make you a special suit of armor. ”

The next morning...

"Ian, when are we going down?"

"The shelling will last an hour and twenty minutes, and we set off after the final shelling fired. Also, pay attention to everyone, we are not only fighting the mimic, but also racing against that Keiji Kiritani. In the manga, he didn't survive an hour in the first fifty reincarnations. Therefore, we have to break the blockade of mimicry in half an hour. ”

"Half an hour to penetrate such a thick line of defense... It's a bit of a challenge."

In the teleportation room, eighteen different power armors, each carrying almost different cold weapons, are waiting to teleport in.

"The last round of shelling has been fired, and the UDF shelling has stopped."

"Let's go, the show begins." Eighteen men closed their visors, and the light of the teleporter enveloped eighteen mobile armors.

As soon as they landed, the eighteen people had to disperse, waving the weapons in their hands to block the flying spear bullets and the mimic wrists and feet that stabbed at them in a daze.

"Hey, this is different from what we faced last time!" After Asuka blocked a dozen spear bullets, she finally had a chance to breathe, pinned the two machetes back to the back hanger, and took off the heavy shield in front of her.

Then, with a shield on his head, he fired at the opposite side with an electromagnetic machine gun.

"It's normal for them to make targeted deployment adjustments every time they read the file." Ian also took advantage of the fact that the mimic firepower was not so strong, and took out a twenty-millimeter Gatling and began to strafe. "Up! Above! Above! ”

Shooting the barrel until it was too hot, and discarding the Gatling, the eighteen men all carried their respective weapons and began to charge while suppressing the mimicry.

"It's just a lot of numbers, and you want to stop us with this kind of strength?" When eighteen men rushed into the enemy line, the slaughter began again.

Or rather, the mimicry of its own slaughter began... Eighteen people shuttled flexibly in the mimic group.

The mimic spear shells killed more than these eighteen mimics...

"I kind of want to sing now......" Ian watched the mimic that had just served as his foothold being smashed by dozens of spear bullets, and his heart didn't fluctuate and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Huh? Uncle, do you still have this habit? Asuka slashed two tentacles with a knife, lured this mimic and strung the other two into sugar gourds, and then threw two 50-kilogram aerial bombs to blow up the three mimics.

“emmmmmm…… The main thing is that it's too appropriate... The number of mimics we've killed with our own hands so far has been outnumbered by the amount of damage done by their own allies... Ah, there really is..."

Ian clicked on the famous song with great interest......

"I'm fighting a friendly army!"

"Get out of here!"

"Ah~ I got shot!"

“………”

“………”×17

"Why do you call this thing a song?" Asuka blushed and slashed a mimic to death. "Do you have any misunderstanding about the song?"

A group of people rushed towards the host with surging curses, and cut a path out of it.

In the distance, Rita, known as the Angel of Verdun and possibly the of the battlefield, hacked to death several wandering mimics, staring blankly at the deafening athletes' march in the distance.

Mimics pounced in that direction like zombies.

As for the lyrics that I couldn't understand at all, the system also gave a translation intimately.

“friendly fire?” Rita summed up the core theme of the lyrics.

"The owner called the mourning dog, and the party didn't seem to invite us, directly suppressing the α area."

"Understood, the attack begins."

Rita's peripheral vision saw a half-crippled mobile armor staggering to its feet.

"Even I can ......"

"Whoosh!"

The head of the motorized armor was shattered.

-- Dividing line --

Meanwhile... Host region. Ian slashed off half of the mainframe's antenna and jumped high to kill the mainstream.

"That's it..."