Chapter 6

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"Bravo, check Eagles online"

"Eagles Beowulf-7 through 16 reporting in"

"Beowulf 7 through 16 please report to the designated coordinates. Today's mission is a practice bombing run. The Thetean Navy has been kind enough to lend us two of their ships, TPNS Seira and TPNS Lau."

"There the fighters go"

"10-4. Beowulf-15 approaching the target."

"Beowulf-7 and 8 on our way"

"Beowulf 10, and uh, 10 through 14. 2 miles off"

"This is AWACS Tinted Mirror, why are you all split apart!"

"Good god"

"Approaching the target!"

"Bombs away!"

...

"You all missed"

"DAMN!"

"What... this isn't my memory..."

"Huh? Commander Ample Sanity are you okay?"

"Ample? What happened to Amper Sanity?"

"He's a navy commander...? And your brother?"

"Hang on"

Argo runs to an end of the tower, then runs towards the other end and jumps off the catwalk

"I'm a human, right? This should kill me so I can wake up!"

Black...

Then red

Then...

He felt his cheeks being pinched

"Come on Argo, it's time to wake up!"

He waves towards her voice, as if trying to smack her"Ayah... Whisky gimme 5 minutes"

"I'll be back in 5 and if you're not awake I'm throwing you into the sea"

Silence.

"Aaaaaaaaagh!"

He throws himself onto the floor

"Damn weird dream. Anyway I probably should get ready for today if they have anything for me"

Insert morning routine montage music

"Argo, Orochi activity was detected at 5:29 this morning, along with humanoid life signs, most likely Akagi and Observer Alpha. I couldn't tell where it was from though, just that it was there."

"Ok"

"That's all? An okay?"

"Oll Korrect Whisk"

"Oh my lord..." Whisky was very disappointed at his reaction and expected him to want to do something about it

"Is Gleaves up?"

"No, he shouldn't for 2 hours at the latest"

"10 am. not as heavy as a sleeper as 459"

"You do have to remember she goes into withdrawal unless she either gets her "coolant" or sleeps"

"I'll ask her about the coolant later. I might need something to take care of my sleep"

"Oh well"

He makes his way to the hangar from his quarters and hops onto the dock. The port is already busy with the stands opening and shipgirls going about their daily lives, ignoring the kilometer long starship in front of them

Argo's EndOn viuen les histories. Descobreix ara