This is the CS Military Channel!
I'm the starlet battlefield reporter, who knows how to sing and kill!
That's me, Monica!
Right now, I'm with the Legitimate Kingdom's 37th Mechanized Maintenance Battalion.
Our theme this time is this!
Women making an impact in the military!
I'll be getting up-close and personal with the true faces of female commanders and Elites working hard on the front lines!
Battlefield reporter, my ass.
She's a magazine model, through and through.
Oh? Heivia, aren't you the type whose breathing grows heavier over those sorts?
Well, I guess.
But are we okay with that?
Having those lights blazing when it's a nighttime operation?
It's only inside the base.
It's not as if we're letting them broadcast the invasion live.
Besides, there's the military's wishes, too.
Huh?
It means that now, as ever, the power of the media is great.
If we can get the show to feature us,
it'll work in our favor to get new recruits and give the people less cause to be critical of the blood tax and such.
Though, as for the rookies who get sucked in by the magazine model,
I have no idea what kind of ringer they'll get put through.
I guess this beats getting pressed into service shooting an action film.
I, myself, am off to be interviewed now.
Your service to the military and the country is much appreciated.
You, too.
Huh? Me?
In two hours, I'll be lifting the ration limit on caffeine.
Go rouse all the folks in the barracks and pour deathly hot coffee down their throats.
Specifying an odd time makes it that much harder to fall asleep.
Force yourself to sleep if you have to.
This operation is going to take the whole night.
A nighttime blitz.
It's not an operation that you can coast through half-asleep.
Something's got them excited.
There's a TV show doing a shoot.
That's what Frolaytia said.
Oh, now it all makes sense.
And now, here comes the show's opening!
Start!
Don't wanna die before we see our fire inside so...
We can fight!
In the distance, where your mud-covered expression is facing,
doromamire no sono hyoujou ga misueteru saki e
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 Coal Mine Littered with Stacks of Money
The Kamchatka Peninsula Nighttime Blitz I
I wonder what the Faith Organization Object will be like this time.
I've seen the data on it, but it's still different to see it in person.
I doubt you'll be able to see it.
What?
Oh, right. It's a nighttime operation this time.
But you're the backbone of this operation, right, Princess?
Will you be okay without getting any sleep?
I'll be okay.
Besides, it's more relaxing to be sitting in the cockpit.
Is that how it works?
What about you, Qwenser? Don't you need to sleep?
Status-wise, I'm a student, right?
And not officially a soldier.
Thanks to that, it looks like I'm not getting sent to the front line.
Whether you're on the front line or in a Safe Nation, it only takes getting hit with one slug for a person to die!
Don't you think you'd better forget about letting your guard down?
If we're going there, even masturbating comes with the risk of your heart stopping.
Masturbating?
Aren't there some things that aren't worth worrying about?
An e-mail?
Out-of-stock items list?
What?! You're telling me to go get them now?!
Did you say something, boy?
Qwenser, you traded the e-mail addresses with Granny, too?
Oh, nah, you're the only one I love, baby!
What?
Come on! Quit goofin' around and get to work!
Yes, ma'am!
Sheesh. This isn't an amount that I can transport in one go.
Maybe I'll get qualified for the battlefield like Heivia, too.
You, there.
"You, there"?
Her uniform is different.
Who could she be?
Um, are you a member of the peerage?
No, I'm a commoner by birth.
Though, that's occasionally been the source of various difficulties as well.
More importantly, this is about you.
Uh-huh...
Other than the Baby Magnum's Elite and official maintenance crew,
I believe all personnel were ordered to be on standby in the barracks.
Crap! She's the straight-laced class president type.
Oh, no, I'm so sorry.
But I have a request from maintenance to bring in materials.
What is your affiliation and rank?
What?
Affiliation and rank.
I-I'm a student!
My designation is an engineer, but as for where I belong in the battalion, that's pretty fuzzy!
Ma'am, yes, ma'am.
Sometimes, I get chewed out along with Heivia and at other times, I get lectured by the granny in maintenance!
A student, huh?
Too bad.
That's not my jurisdiction.
Bang!
My oversight duties apply exclusively to official military personnel.
Please excuse me.
I heard you had a run-in with a lady in a black uniform?
She pulled a revolver on me and went, "Affiliation and rank."
Heivia, what's oversight about?
Supervising the battlefront.
In other words, their role is to keep an eye on us.
Making sure the troops aren't committing any crimes or abusing POWs.
They're the ones who keep tabs on everything.
I see.
Doesn't sound quite as friendly as a resident advisor of a dorm.
It'd be wisest not to get on her bad side, but...
Honestly, I doubt you have to worry about it.
Black uniforms deal with official military personnel and non-regular combat personnel we hire on-site.
Classification-wise, you're treated as a civilian, after all.
Men!
It's not as if we're waiting for Santa Claus here,
so I appreciate you going out in the middle of this freaking cold night on this caffeine-fueled operation.
I will now conduct the pre-operation meeting—
What's up with that titan tits?
She's long past getting nervous over a briefing like this, isn't she?
In the back of the conference room, to the right.
There's a CS TV camera.
Man, talk about being the utmost pain in the ass.
So that's what's got our Madam Superior Officer so unusually nervous.
Let me get started.
Our mission this time is to go to the eastern coastline of the Kamchatka Peninsula,
which is under Faith Organization control, and hit the military coal mine there.
According to the Intelligence Division's analysis,
this military coal mine is mining fuel for JR-level MHD reactors, which are what power Objects.
By destroying it, bit by bit, we can basically impede the overall movement of the Faith Organization's military.
H-However...
However, they've deployed a second gen Object as well.
This was photographed three months ago over the Pacific.
We have designated it the Wing Balancer.
Disproportionate in size to the large gun barrel, its main gun is a small caliber coil gun.
Though not very powerful, this type of weapon scores solid long-range hits to pile on the damage over time.
For locomotion, this second gen relies on air jets and has full amphibious functionality without exchanging parts.
I'll be honest here.
It's formidable.
It's not an opponent we can send the Baby Magnum against head-on.
Wow. Beautiful, big-breasted, and honest to top it all off.
I'm happy to have been assigned to this wonderful superior officer.
Next, I want you to look at our field of battle, the eastern coastline of the Kamchatka Peninsula.
What the heck is this?
It's a spider's web.
We owe this to the Bering Sea earthquake and the Faith Organization military's submarine base project.
At this rate, the amphibious Object will have an overwhelming advantage.
With our Princess needing to exchange parts for floatation, this geography is unfavorable for her.
That's why I've brought you all together.
Huh?
Don't tell me you expect us to do something about this.
Relax, there's a plan.
This is a large radar the enemy put in place in order to improve the Wing Balancer's targeting accuracy.
We'll use this to our own advantage.
We'll upload a program we've prepared and throw off their supplemental targeting data.
But when they notice the aberration, won't the Wing Balancer move to act independently?
You can see the scale of that thing.
It won't be as simple as fluorescent lights, where you can turn it on or off with one switch.
Even if it just takes them a minute or two to switch over, that'll be plenty for our Princess.
In other words, you're telling us to go hack the radar facility.
The radar and the UAVs, to be precise.
UAVs, as in, unmanned aerial vehicles?
Sounds like you've been a student hard at your studies.
Student?
That makes him the same as you.
There's a surveillance network of UAVs set up around the radar.
So, first, we'll disable these UAVs.
Charles.
Th-The UAVs fly a-autonomously under the control of a program.
But every thirty minutes, a course correction program is uploaded to adjust their flight paths.
What are they? Radio-controlled clocks?
With the geography as complicated as it is,
if you leave them alone, these 50,000 euro UAVs will go crashing into walls.
W-We'll first infect one of those UAVs and from there, we'll spread it to all of them and bypass them.
There you have it.
I'm now going to go over the phases of our attack on the enemy military coal mine.
First, Unit A will go to Point 1 on the coast and upload the sabotage program to the enemy UAV.
Next, Unit B will go inland to Point 2 to dig up the radar facility's cables and upload the sabotage program.
And then, the Princess will mobilize.
While the enemy's targeting is inaccurate, she'll proceed straight from Point 3.
And she'll blow away the Wing Balancer in one shot.
Upon completion of our mission, we'll send a message urging the military coal mine to surrender.
Once we've given them a grace period to evacuate their personnel,
we'll use our Object's firepower to destroy the coal mine.
If we proceed according to this schedule, we'll get to play water guns with champagne before daybreak.
As of now, we commence the Kamchatka Peninsula Nighttime Blitz.
I wish you all luck!
Yes, ma'am!
shwoop
This is wrong.
This is totally messed up.
What is?
That, Myongli, is the fact that I, the great Heivia, have been sent to the most dangerous front line,
while that Qwenser bastard gets to be on standby to the rear.
It seemed like Madam Frolaytia wanted to toss that Qwenser bastard in right along with us.
But with the black uniform exerting its authority,
sending the civilian Qwenser to the front line probably wasn't an option.
And besides, Qwenser and his group are headed to Point 1 to disable the enemy UAVs, right?
You have to understand the rules of this world, Myongli.
Him getting it easier than me, even by one millimeter, is criminal.
You're just lonely because your usual partner isn't by your side, right?
Shut up, Westie.
Why is it that you want to put two guys together?
Not like you'd say no to two girls getting together.
There's no point if those two don't say that they like me.
Yeah, Yeah.
As a biological creature, I guess that's more natural.
I feel like a teacher leading an excursion.
Wow, there's an aurora out.
It's wasted on someone who wants to become a designer like me.
Isn't this kind of duty a better fit for someone who wants to become an environmental scientist?
Quit complaining about very little thing, you mega machine buff.
If you know how harsh extreme environments are, it'll inform the margins you build into your designs later.
If it's an arctic environment, a freezer in a Safe Nation is more than enough, Nutsley.
The trick to make life happy is to find a way to pick up things you need, no matter the situation.
You've got a personality like you're always drinking tequila.
Hey, Charles, this cold goes way beyond playing in the snow.
You're sick of it, too, right?
Charles?
Once the homesickness sets in, he gets all gloomy like that.
Will we be okay with that as the backbone of this operation?
He was also involved in creating the sabotage program and Charles is in charge of the hacking, too, right?
Hence, this lineup, right?
Charles is a gloomy, gloomy guy, who's shy around strangers.
Fleshing out the team with students and easing tensions will make it more likely for this mission to succeed.
Looks like there's one member raising tensions all by herself, though.
I hear the class president's name is sweet Charlotte.
She's leaving once her oversight duties are over, right?
Gotta say, I'd love to close the deal on that one somehow before then.
We don't have unlimited time to be students abroad on deployment.
Can you acquire so-called practical skills with an attitude like that?
If necessary, I'll repeat a year and extend the time.
The major premise here is to be happy, right?
If you're all gloomy, nothing will stick.
What're you in such a rush for?
You're becoming a designer, right?
You want to become rich that badly?
When I was little, there was a nobleman's house in the neighborhood.
A famous noble family with a large mansion.
They looked secure and unshakable. Rock-solid.
But one day, their family fell to ruin.
There must've been a lot of resentment against them.
Everyone, down to their servants, were out chasing after the family members who'd fled.
The family had a spoiled, annoying-as-hell daughter, but if my old man hadn't offered them shelter,
who knows how many times she'd have been raped along with her mother...
Your daddy's quite the incredible guy.
I can't help but admire him.
A small thing can cause even a noble to topple.
Even now, it's burned into my eyes.
Mighty nobles who used to throw their weight around all the time huddled together
and trembling in a commoner's small storehouse.
Being rock-solid...
How much do you have to make to get there?
If a commoner wants to achieve that, he's got no choice but to proceed down an unconventional path, right?
Is that so?
Well, I'll take it slow and steady.
I have no plans to risk my life for Objects and work miracles like you.
Charles, it's about time we got the antenna set up.
You, there.
I apologize, but I couldn't help overhearing your conversation.
Do you suppose my motives are impure?
I won't say that I don't understand why you're in a rush,
but it seems to me that your father is a thoroughly unshakable man himself.
That's because you don't know what he's really like.
My old man is a lowly office worker.
He's always bowing and scraping, and his ups and downs are tied to the company's personnel affairs.
If the company ever ended up going belly up, he'd be of no importance.
That's pretty much your fate if you have no provable pedigree.
Even so, your father reached out a helping hand to ruined nobles, didn't he?
I think that he is a thoroughly splendid father.
If he ever really loses his job, give him my name for me, Charlotte Zoom.
For a man such as he, I think I could refer him to a job that would suit him.
Thank you very much.
Incidentally, what happened to that ruined noble family after that?
They got a proper fresh start, after changing their identities at the Bureau of Ancestry.
If I remember right, the spoiled and annoying daughter...
...became a starlet somewhere, I think?
Here we go! Ta-da!
This is the 37th Mechanized Maintenance Battalion's...
...command center!
And that is the supreme commanding officer here, Miss Frolaytia!
You can't be here. This is—
It's fine.
The higher-ups have told us to cooperate.
I'm grateful for your cooperation!
However, we currently have an operation underway, so we'll have to check all the footage.
Sure!
Oh!
Is that the Baby Magnum?
No, that is the 24th Mechanized Maintenance Battalion's second gen Object, the Indigo Plasma.
Y-Yes, of course.
That is a decoy.
Thanks to that, the Wing Balancer is staying put in a standoff situation.
In the mean time, the Baby Magnum will make its way to Operation Point 3.
We have two and they have one, right?
Can't we brute force it?
More than the Object's fundamental effectiveness,
the unique geography and the accompanying facilities are serving to shore up its capabilities... so...
Huh. Is that how it works?
You'd die if you fell.
So, what are we going to do, chief?
To proceed, we have to get over these cliffs and get to the other side.
According to the map, there's a suspension bridge 3 klicks north.
The few available routes are certain to have surveillance devices.
To put it another way, if we take a route that greatly diverges from what they expect,
we'll be much more less likely to be discovered.
Myongli.
Oh...
Oof.
Don't tell me...
An inflatable boat?
We'll descend right where we are, cross the sea, and climb back up again.
It's the simplest way to get over the cliffs without crossing a bridge.
Good grief.
So, the transmission antenna is complete now?
Yeah, now we just have to find a target to send the program to.
What?
Confirm the location of a UAV.
Me?
I set up the antenna.
Charles is sending the data.
So, who's the one who hasn't done anything?
All right, damn it.
Isn't this the riskiest job of them all?
I will go as well.
Since I haven't done anything, either.
Uh, well, but...
Your movements are hopelessly amateurish.
We can't have you being easily discovered.
Right...
Qwenser, when you go to hide behind something and get it on, call me, too.
The more people there are, the warmer it'll be.
What you just said...
If you were a regular soldier, I would have fired on you already.
Wow, I'm so glad...
...that I'm not a soldier.
When the floatation parts exchange is complete, transition to sequence Sexy.
Crew members are to take shelter in the waterproofed sector.
Baby Magnum, booting up.
Hurry up and take shelter.
I'll see you later, Granny.
Will it go all right?
This operation is quite the tightrope act.
It'll be all right.
Qwenser will create an opening for me to exploit against the enemy.
Baby Magnum, mobilizing and heading towards Point 3.
I'll have you know, the one I'm worried about...
...is that boy.
An infiltration into enemy territory...
Even if something happens, he'll be surrounded by nothing but enemies on all sides.
Charles, how's the program coming along?
You know, Charles, didn't you ever learn as a kid?
That when you talk to someone, you should properly look them in the face.
If you don't...
...it's dangerous.
You, there.
Don't tense up like that.
With this blizzard, we won't be discovered so easily.
Is that the way these things work?
A small speck to the north-northwest.
An eagle... do you think?
Farther behind that.
There's another speck.
For a bird that's not even nocturnal to be up at this hour...
Was it because it was driven into the sky by a noise?
I found it.
2900 meters to the north-northwest.
Just talk right into it.
Charles, the target is moving at 150 kph, going from BC-9 to BF-9.
It's proceeding right alongside the cliffs, so check the geography and make an estimate.
Charles?
Come in, Charles.
We're connected.
Enough with begin homesick already.
I'll go check—
Charlo—
Why...
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
The Coal Mine Littered with Stacks of Money
The Kamchatka Peninsula Nighttime Blitz II