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Krolik: Here, this is it. | |||
Commander: Thank you. Mayling, start by fixing the drivetrain. | |||
Mayling: It's pretty badly wrecked; the repair may take over 14 hours... | |||
Commander: Prioritize restoring normal driving. We need to get out of here ASAP. | |||
Mayling: O-okay. | |||
Commander: We'll be in the ops room. | |||
Commander: ... | |||
Commander: Just now, we came to a halt and all our fighting strength left while the box was left behind. But even so, we were not attacked. | |||
Commander: Why is that...? Could it be that our Varjager trackers need more time? | |||
Krolik: The box? What's with the box? | |||
Nemesis: ...Cold... Harrying, sleepiness and eternal slumber... | |||
Krolik: There's a person inside the box?! | |||
Commander: ...We can't be sure if they're human. But if they are... Given the strength of that Collapse storm back then, even if it was just for a few seconds, a girl like that... | |||
Groza: According to Poludnitsa's information, there's also something very suspicious about the client of this job. | |||
Commander: Yeah. We're bounty hunters now, we take money and render services—or at least, that's how it should be. | |||
Groza: Should we ask B.R.I.E.F. for more information about the contract? | |||
Commander: We'll contact B.R.I.E.F. once our comms is fixed. ...I can only hope we're just being paranoid. | |||
Groza: Basic repairs have been performed on the drivetrain, enough for us to drive normally. Also, Mayling reports some traces of activity from the box. | |||
Commander: Move out, now! | |||
(The vehicle starts moving. The sky gradually darkens outside the window.) | |||
(Amid the spreading darkness, a smear of glowing red light starts closing in on the Elmo.) | |||
Krolik: —What the hell are these things? Are they enemies?! | |||
Commander: So they've caught up after all... these Varjager mutts. | |||
Groza: Mayling, incoming enemy attack, return to the ops room. | |||
Mayling: This goes here, then following the program settings... Huh, Leader? | |||
Commander: Groza, stall them. We'll get the MCV as close to the purification zone as we can. With the railway garrison stationed nearby, the Varjagers won't dare approach. | |||
Groza: Understood. All combat units, prepare for battle. | |||
Latest revision as of 16:28, 16 August 2025
Krolik: Here, this is it.
Commander: Thank you. Mayling, start by fixing the drivetrain.
Mayling: It's pretty badly wrecked; the repair may take over 14 hours...
Commander: Prioritize restoring normal driving. We need to get out of here ASAP.
Mayling: O-okay.
Commander: We'll be in the ops room.
Commander: ...
Commander: Just now, we came to a halt and all our fighting strength left while the box was left behind. But even so, we were not attacked.
Commander: Why is that...? Could it be that our Varjager trackers need more time?
Krolik: The box? What's with the box?
Nemesis: ...Cold... Harrying, sleepiness and eternal slumber...
Krolik: There's a person inside the box?!
Commander: ...We can't be sure if they're human. But if they are... Given the strength of that Collapse storm back then, even if it was just for a few seconds, a girl like that...
Groza: According to Poludnitsa's information, there's also something very suspicious about the client of this job.
Commander: Yeah. We're bounty hunters now, we take money and render services—or at least, that's how it should be.
Groza: Should we ask B.R.I.E.F. for more information about the contract?
Commander: We'll contact B.R.I.E.F. once our comms is fixed. ...I can only hope we're just being paranoid.
Groza: Basic repairs have been performed on the drivetrain, enough for us to drive normally. Also, Mayling reports some traces of activity from the box.
Commander: Move out, now!
(The vehicle starts moving. The sky gradually darkens outside the window.)
(Amid the spreading darkness, a smear of glowing red light starts closing in on the Elmo.)
Krolik: —What the hell are these things? Are they enemies?!
Commander: So they've caught up after all... these Varjager mutts.
Groza: Mayling, incoming enemy attack, return to the ops room.
Mayling: This goes here, then following the program settings... Huh, Leader?
Commander: Groza, stall them. We'll get the MCV as close to the purification zone as we can. With the railway garrison stationed nearby, the Varjagers won't dare approach.
Groza: Understood. All combat units, prepare for battle.