Damn it. Halloween passed already. What's with this heat?
Bragança is a harbor of the Legitimate Kingdom, same as us, right?
If they'd admit us, we wouldn't have had to land way out here.
Don't grumble.
If it were cold right on the equator, that'd be more of a problem, right?
Sorry to have kept you waiting, heroes.
Captain Burning Alpha Staccato. I'm heading out on patrol now.
A precaution while the base zone is being set up, right?
We appreciate your hard work.
These days, in the golden age of Objects,
this is about all we can do to be useful, after all.
I'll do my best with the work I've got.
This is Charlemagne 01. Burning Alpha, you're authorized to take off.
This is Burning Alpha, all clear. Heading out on a patrol flight.
Having lost their Object, the survivors of the Mass Driver Foundation
headed north through the blank zone and broke through the border.
And they invaded the Amazon region, which is Legitimate Kingdom territory.
Is that right?
Yes, sir.
We tried to prioritize the evacuation of civilians,
but as a result, we ended up allowing their incursion.
What about your Object?
Our Baby Magnum is half damaged.
If possible, I'd like to propose a joint operation.
Our Object, the Forest Roller, was undergoing regular maintenance.
The plan was to have the Bright Hopper fill in for it,
but with what ended up happening to it...
And above all else, its Elite, Major Halreed Copacabana,
is stubbornly insisting on returning home.
The dog forced to wait for his meal is so useless now.
I understand.
We'll take care of the survivors with the Baby Magnum, as planned.
But we're not a sure thing, either.
Three of the main guns are damaged
and the propulsion unit was hit, so no high-speed combat.
Hmm, then,
what about getting supplies from our base in the Amazon region?
N-No, the majority of Object parts are order-made,
so it's unlikely that we'll be able to meet your needs.
It seems we really don't have any choice but to ask you to help as well,
Charlemagne.
I am fine with that, but...
In terms of combat assets, we only have out-dated aircraft.
There's no guarantee that we can keep up with modern day combat.
I thought they said the Mass Driver Foundation's Object
was already destroyed?
I hope that's the case, but...
The existence of the reactor that must have powered the spare guns
in Antarctica and on the coast of Iguazu...
Taking that into consideration, it brings into question
just how many units the Mass Driver Foundation possesses...
The Unknown X.
If it really exists, we've got another rough patch coming.
Don't wanna die before we see our fire inside so...
We can fight!
doromamire no sono hyoujou ga misueteru saki e
In the distance, where your mud-covered expression is facing,
We can fight!
Our sweat that drips down, even knowing that everything will come to a futile end, Will still never forget how to fight!
nagareo chiru asa ga subete muda ni owaru to shitemo
tataku koto dake wa wasure wa shinai darou
You're so strong - able to smile in any situation, And no one has ever seen you cry...
itsudemo waraeru tsuyoi kimi no nakigao wa daremo shiranai kara
But that just leaves the bruises in your heart unhealed.
kokoro no aza wa kienai kedo
You always never gave up, you never gave up, So nothing's too late!
Just like that - Never wake up, you Never wake up
sou yatte Never wake up, you Never wake up
So let's just go on dreaming! We lamented this world, feeling unable to smile.
yume miteikou ze itsuka nageiteta waraenai sekai wa
But now we'll laugh to the ends of the Earth! That's right! Get Up, Get Up, Get Up!
dokomademo waratte sousa, Get up, Get up, Get up!
We just gotta blaze on through!
kake nukere bai
The All-Out War in Amazon City I
In a Cavalry Battle, Knock Down the Foothold
Amazon City?
It's the largest ghost town in the world.
I hear the survivors of the Mass Driver Foundation are building a base there.
A ghost town?
Apparently, it was originally a mining town for petroleum and rare metals.
But then they came into contact with an unknown virus native to the jungle
and it seems they abandoned it.
Hold on. Aren't we about to head over there now?
If it were still ravaged by disease, the enemy would've been wiped out
and it would've been mission accomplished for us.
Or rather, Havia, if that's furniture meant for officers--
Oh, it arrived already.
Princess...
That's a spare seat for the cockpit.
For real?
These knobby things in the shoulder blade area...
They're electrodes for low frequency electric therapy, right?
Man, talk about a comfy battlefield!
Want to... give it a try?
Medic, scrap one cockpit seat, stat.
Good grief...
Don't stand behind me without my permission.
I have no intention of allowing you to catch me off guard like that again.
Uh, but you know, was there any other way to resolve that situation?
Speaking of which, what happened after that?
Copacabana gave up on marrying me without a fuss,
but my stock is steadily plummeting as we speak.
But damn it all...
If I rashly deny it,
the candidates who finally distanced themselves would all come back.
But if I leave things alone, I get treated like a slut.
What am I to do?
You have my condolences--
Ow, that hurt...
Qwenthur.
Huh?
You bastard.
Was it out of your own fetish?
Th-This is a misunderstanding! This stuff isn't even mine!
That grabbing was purely intended to help you--
Uh, but there was a copy in the landing ship's magazine, too.
Is it a huge hit in our military?
Um, I'll stay behind to clean this up, so please go ahead...
But it's a fact that what you did saved me.
The method couldn't have been worse, but you have my thanks.
Sladder Honeysuckle?
Yes.
He should be the one in charge of the Mass Driver Foundation right now.
Who is he?
He wears a lot of hats.
One of the world's foremost investors,
military advisor to the Foundation's chairman emeritus,
and the Foundation's in-house Object designer.
Designer...
We'll hit the former site of Amazon City with the Princess's Object
and make sure to kill him, if we do nothing else.
Doing so should make the survivors fall apart.
What's your take on that rumor?
Rumor?
That there might be a second Object, which was what was powering
the spare guns in Antarctica and on the coast of Iguazu.
It's a widespread rumor.
The Unknown X...
But is it even possible?
For a monster measuring over 50m
to elude even satellites, radars, and visual sightings?
I don't know.
That's exactly why the jack-in-the-box is scary.
You should be careful, too.
If you underestimate them,
you might not get off with just a sprain this time.
Injured and still off to battle...
Oh...
Now, then...
We're using an Object to flush out a person hiding in the jungle.
Coordinating with the men on foot will still be key.
I have a little question.
What's up? Is there some problem?
Is it true that you got fondled by Qwenthur?
Hold on! Don't just go quiet after that!
Are you telling me your condition is flagging?
For a reason like that?!
If someone being fondled determined victory or defeat,
it'd make the brass keel over
and the military history buffs would laugh their heads off.
What to do...
It looks like she's not going to deny the fondling at all.
Give me a break.
Give me a break, man.
Ugh! The ground feels kind of squishy under my feet!
Isn't there a route that's a bit more decent?
There's a highway that leads to Amazon City,
but we'd be in full view of the enemy.
Uh, what's that?
It's insecticide!
This is Amazonia! The world's greatest jungle.
Stingers and biters!
There are a ton of rare and nasty sorts here.
If we have to run into something,
I'd rather it be something exciting, like a Hercules beetle.
But man... Damn it all.
The way the troops have been scattered...
We're assuming there'll be a counteroffensive.
If the Princess's Object were in perfect condition,
there might've been a smarter way to go about it, but...
We blew away the Object already, didn't we?
But there's that rumor.
That there might be a second one?
I can understand being wary,
but making us foot soldiers check whether an Object exists or not
is more dangerous work than removing land mines!
It'd be more wretched to heedlessly send the Princess charging in
and get destroyed in a surprise attack.
It's not as though you've forgotten how much an army suffers
if they lose their Object, right?
Listen to me. No matter what, at the very least,
just get rid of Sladder Honeysuckle, the man in charge.
If we let him escape, we won't be able to end this war.
Yeah, yeah.
But is Honeysuckle really that much of a pain in the butt?
You have my guarantee on that.
Yeah, the truth is, I got curious,
so I read a paper Honeysuckle wrote on Object technology, but...
What I got from it was that he's a genius. No exaggeration.
There's just nothing normal about him, in both good and bad ways.
Fighting and winning against a totally twisted brain like that
will be no easy feat.
Not to mention,
he has both the technology and the money to build Objects all by himself.
All by himself?!
A billionaire, genius, eccentric oddball?!
Come on, that's just too much!
If we're going there anyway,
just go all the way and make it like, "And he's actually a pretty girl!"
Enough with the idle chitchat.
This is to completely shut down the Mass Driver Foundation here, too.
Don't let Sladder Honeysuckle escape, no matter what.
After we've killed him,
we'll collect a photo of his face, blood, and fingerprints.
And until we match his data and fully confirm his death, this won't be over.
This is Burning Alpha.
Then, how about I scatter mines all around Amazon City
and block their escape route?
Huh?
That fighter pilot guy.
I appreciate the suggestion, but don't do it.
They may be smart mines,
but I'd rather not contaminate our own territory.
Though, if all you pilots are willing to go clean the minefield
in the unlikely event that there are duds, I'll authorize it.
I'll shut up and patrol the skies.
But if he gets targeted by the Object, he's done for...
Everyone's going to desperate lengths to mobilize a near-dead Object.
So, this is Amazon City.
"Of the brave warriors' dreams, here is what remains," I guess.
It definitely looks like the ideal place for fugitives to hide.
So, it's begun.
The Princess is nearby, too, so...
It looks like there's no need to be on guard anymore.
In that case, I guess we'll try to avoid getting sniped from windows
and move carefully, looking for their spare guns and such on the ground,
and destroy them.
Qwenthur. Havia. Put your hands over your ears for a bit.
Orders to provide cover artillery fire.
Better hurry or you'll get blown away.
Son-of-a-bitch!
Damn it all! This might be perilous for the friendlies
who receive the cover fire, too!
Enemy troops lying in wait everywhere around us.
There's even the possibility of the spare guns.
And to top it all off, we might also very well die
from the shock waves produced by our own Object.
Damn it. War is supposed to be all up to Objects these days.
How many times must we saunter out to the front line unprotected
and face near-death experiences?
Right now, the Baby Magnum's got a damaged propulsion unit, too.
There's a chance it can't make it over the rubble.
If that happens, the engineers will be up to bat.
Do your best to survive.
Looks like the others have entered the city from various locations, too.
We're being told to slowly bring the circle in from the periphery
and search all the way to the middle.
Even in this golden age of Objects,
I guess flushing out just one individual and killing him
is still a job for humans.
They're not suited for precision work, that's for sure.
Is this for real?
Army ants?!
If I remember right,
aren't they the ones that migrate by the hundreds of thousands
and gobble up cows and pigs and anything else that's close at hand?!
This is Amazonia for you.
Mother Nature isn't kidding around!
H-Havia, behind us.
What?
This is bad!
If we don't do something quick,
we're going to become provisions for the ants and the grasshoppers!
But how?!
If we go to stomp on them with our boots, they'll turn the tables on us!
That!
That's right!
We've got a Special Item here, furnished by yours truly!
Some useless Special Item that is!
Baby Magnum! Princess!
We only need the small-scale ones! Can you burn the ants with lasers?!
It's not impossible, but if the strike happens at that distance,
I think the flash will take out your vision.
Oh, damn it! Is there no way out of this?!
More like, we're about to get killed by ants?
We sure are waging one unglamorous war here.
Isn't there something?
I've got the usual Hand Axe in my backpack,
but as for whether I could blow them all away in one shot...
Eek!
What are you doing, you molester?!
You've got more presence of mind than I would've thought, Havia.
Anyway, get out the smoke grenades,
the smoke bombs and signal flares used to communicate with helos...
Just take out everything that produces smoke!
We're going to throw them into the swarm!
So we're going with fumigation!
Roger!
Uh, Mr. Qwenthur?
The smoke just keeps rising
and the ants on the ground are healthy as horses!
That's fine.
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
Working to not waste the smoke!
Are they dead?
Want to check?
Let's hurry.
That explosion and smoke and stuff are going to make
the Mass Driver Foundation people come here to check things out, too.
No, take a look at that.
They're all swollen from being bitten all over.
No wonder we were the only ones who were able to avoid a firefight.
Seriously, we're waging one unglamorous war here.
This is Major General Buffa Planters of the Capital Enterprise Army.
I hear that you're in pursuit of our Mass Driver Foundation.
I am Major Frolaytia Capistrano, the commanding officer on site.
Buffa... Damn it!
It's the VIP that Qwenthur and Havia inadvertently ended up saving
from the attack on the moon.
You've gone out of your way to contact me.
What might this be about?
If you have apprehensions about Honeysuckle,
even if he were to surrender and seek asylum,
we fully plan to shoot him dead, so there is no cause for worry.
I am not worried about that.
Why not? Because there is absolutely no chance that he will seek asylum.
Not from your Legitimate Kingdom.
Not from us?
It can't be!
It's exactly what it can't be.
The situation no longer concerns just us, Major Capistrano.
So, those guys got attacked while they were setting up this thing.
More like worker ants than grasshoppers.
Though, nothing funny about them being bitten to death by army ants.
It goes for these guys, too,
but aren't the Mass Driver Foundation people
painting themselves into a corner?
Huh?
There's no point at all to installing something like this and buying time.
Even if they hypothetically had a second Object,
the more time passed, the more the enemy--meaning, us--
the more we could dispatch huge numbers of Objects against them.
Now that you mention it...
What they need shouldn't be to remain in one place,
but a strategy that'd allow them to get away as far as possible, right?
What is it, Havia?
Well, the Mass Driver Foundation
was an organization in the Capital Enterprise, right?
They should be, yeah.
Then, why are the rounds they fired
7.62mm rounds made by Spear Rifle Corp?
The ones who use these are--
To all units.
Put a rush on the pursuit!
If we don't bring down Sladder Honeysuckle straightaway,
there's now a chance that the war could rapidly escalate.
What does that mean, Miss Frolaytia?!
We've found out that they're planning to seek asylum.
Seek asylum?!
Wait, you don't mean, with us?
No.
The ones they turned to for help is...
--The Intelligence Union! --The Intelligence Union!
If we leave matters alone,
the Intelligence Union will use the pretext of rescuing asylum seekers
to bring Objects to invade Amazonia!
Honeysuckle and his people only have to last until then.
In other words, their goal isn't to flee, but to hole up!
And if the Intelligence Union intervenes,
the Capital Enterprise will also fear their technology being leaked
and mount an armed intervention as well to block them.
If that ends up happening,
there will be three forces in the Amazon region...
No, if the Mass Driver Foundation possesses a second Object,
with four forces pitting Objects against one another,
it'll turn into the worst battlefront possible!
That's why. Destroy Honeysuckle before that happens.
We're going to end this war ourselves. Alone.
Miss Frolaytia, what's the time limit?
Do we know what our leeway is until the Intelligence Union gets involved?
We likely have about two hours until their base zone is complete.
If we don't settle things by then,
it's literally going to be Hell in Amazon City!
What was that?!
Both of you get away from there immediately!
The Mass Driver Foundation's people just blew the roof
off the underground shopping arcade they were hiding in!
We just confirmed it via satellite.
They've brought out their usual spare Object gun,
but this time, it's the Break Carrier's main gun,
the high-output rail gun!
What are we going to do, Qwenthur?
We can still make it in time right now.
Baby Magnum, you're in close range to their gun!
It's fully within reach of our main guns, too!
Get them! Before they fire on us!
The seasons run on by, our of breath.
kisetsu ga kaketeku iki o kirashite
I try to keep up on an impulse all too faint.
hishi ni tsuiteku awasugiru shoudou
By the time i take notice, everyone's changing their faces
kizuke ba daremo ga kao o kaeteku
Anxious of those around me, i call everything white, "black"
mawari o ki ni shite shiro o kuro to iu
But i don't want to lie to myself, 'Cause there's more than just one form of happiness.
jibun ni uso o tsukitakunai shiawase no katachi wa hitotsu dake janai kara
Rather than a flexible strength, I want a strength that never changes.
kawaru tsuyosa yori kawaranai tsuyosa kokoro ni te o atete jibunjishin o ima aishi tea geyou
Placing my hand upon my heart, I'll make an effort to love myself.
Rather than a flexible strength, I want a strength that never changes.
kawaru tsuyosa yori kawaranai tsuyosa
Not for anyone else's sake, Right now, as i head for the future.
dareka no tame janaku ima, mirai eto
In a Cavalry Battle, Knock Down the Foothold
The All-Out War in Amazon City II