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“They probably won’t respond.” Another, slightly smaller Grammer Ironclad appeared and said.

"Boom!" A huge rock was pushed aside, and then a wide iron cavalry appeared in front of everyone.

"What do we do? We're the only survivors left in the vicinity."

[Walter: Wow~]

[March 7th: Uncle Yang suddenly seemed very excited]

[Qiong: March 7th, you don't understand men's romance!]

[March 7th: Huh?]

[Danheng: Handsome]

[Topa: Was the Grammer armor set back in the day not limited to the SAM?]

"No matter what, we must maintain contact with the other Ironclad districts." AR- said, and behind him, another Ironclad unit burst into flames...

"In that case, it'll be faster this way, right?" A short-haired girl wearing a silver bodysuit and red glasses said with a smile, holding a flower in her hand.

“Hey, you…” The large Sam wanted to say something, but AR- also produced a burst of light, and then a long-haired girl appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah... I see. Grammer's Code of Conduct, Rule 4: No one may leave the cockpit without permission."

[Qiong: Fireflies!]

[Silver Wolf: Firefly, you used to have so many iron-clad comrades, but now... what a pity]

[Player: They look so alike!]

[Player 2: Hair color, pupils, almost identical except for height]

[Screwgoom: Conclusion: Clones]

[Black Tower: You mean the Grammer Knights were created as clones and fought against the Zerg? If so, that would be an interesting topic.]

[Nguyen Mai: Cloning? An Interesting Topic]

[Player 3: Holy crap! Master Ruan Mei!]

[Player 4: Ah, seeing this reminds me of the Star Shattering King Worm from the weekly boss... We wiped several times while fighting it.]

[Player 5: Please don't mention it, it hurts my liver...]

[Player 6: Breeding insects are the hardest to defeat; no wonder they were a force that ravaged the world back then.]

"If we do this, we'll be discovered very soon," said the short-haired girl, AR-214, as she approached AR-.

"Although I will be punished."

“There’s nothing we can do about it,” AR replied gently.

The scene changes, and a swarm of fireflies appears.

"How many times have you done this?" AR raised her hand, and a firefly slowly landed on her finger.

"Hmm?" AR-214 responded with a puzzled look.

"Leave the cockpit like this..."

The scene gradually rises towards the starry sky, filled with fairytale-like music, and then...

"Whoosh! Boom!!" (Thump! Thump! Thump!) A powerful sound rang out, and another Grammer Ironclad appeared, also crushing an insect in the process.

“Grammer Officer’s Second Rule: Remain on High Alert.” The dashing iron cavalryman rose with his arms crossed, his red cloak gradually disappearing behind him.

"Article 4. Leaving the cockpit without permission is strictly prohibited."

"Ugh, are you guys out of your minds?"

[Walter: Ohhhhhhh!!!]

【Sky! Oh oh oh oh—!!!】

[Player: Wow, so cool!!]

The live stream was immediately flooded with "oh oh" sounds and the words "so handsome" that were ignored.

[March 7th: Although I don't really understand it, it does seem pretty good.]

[Star: Tch~ Not as cool as my Fusion Sam Armor]

[Sam: Your Sam armor did not originate from the Republic of Grammer, and the technology on it is not from the Republic.]

Fireflies: Stars...

[Star: Okay, I understand]

"Firefly Type 5, the armor of the Royal Guard, so cool~" AR- said enviously.

"Whoosh!" Flames erupted from the massive Grammer cavalry, and then a boy appeared before everyone.

"Another one left out..."

"Hmph~ You can't contact command either, right? This is a rare opportunity, why don't you come with us?" The short-haired cavalry driver invited the newly arrived guard cavalry with a smile.

"No, I'll pretend I didn't see anything," the Imperial Guard cavalry responded.

The image gradually shifted towards the sky, and soon transformed into a framed image.

In the footage, the three motorcycle drivers are either sitting on the ground, lying down, or standing.

"What is this?" AR asked curiously.

"I found this on the battlefield; it seems to be civilian equipment. Although it's no longer usable." The short-haired girl was filming other places with a camera that resembled a civilian's.

[Walter: Civilian equipment... It seems the Grammer cavalry haven't received any training whatsoever.]

[The Black Tower: If the Ironclads of Grammer were all clones born from a single gene, then under the circumstances at the time, they would not have had any opportunity for ordinary education or common sense instruction.]

[Kafka: Because they are just expendables]

[Player: What on earth was the Republic of Grammer thinking back then, doing things like this?]

Player 7: Who knows? After all, even the people at the Intellectual Society couldn't dig up any useful information, just like the question of whether the Republic of Grammer even exists.

[Player 2: The only one who exists is Sam, who claims to be the survivor of Grammer, and he's even within the Star Core Hunters.]

"The lens is a bit worn, but looking through it makes the whole world feel different."

“No wonder you’re wearing those weird goggles.” The boy looked over; the camera lens was pointed at him.

"There are other reasons too. After all, if everyone looks the same, wouldn't it be impossible to tell who's who?" the short-haired girl responded, and then the camera turned to AR-

"Wow, your hair is really unique too!"

"Thank you, I've been waiting for a long time~" the girl replied gently.

“Long hair is also proof of qualifications,” the short-haired girl said.

[Player: Long hair is proof of seniority... Besides hair, there's also height, meaning only living Grammer Knights have the chance to grow long hair and tall.]

[Star: A veteran of insect warfare!]

[Silver Wolf: A veteran of the insect warfare? Indeed, Firefly is a veteran who survived the battle against the breeding swarm, and perhaps the only one.]

“...But sometimes I do cover my eyes too~” the girl replied with a smile.

"I've been having some troubles lately... and I'm also hesitating about whether to get my hair tied up."

The camera shifts to the Royal Guard.

"Sigh~ It's your turn. Aren't you going to say anything?"

"Hmm..." Just as the Imperial Guard lowered their arms, seemingly about to say something, the communicator suddenly rang.

"Communications have been restored. According to Grammer's Code of Conduct, Article 8, surviving knights should return to their units."

[Player: What the heck?! Why did it have to be restored now of all times?!]

[Player 2: Exactly! I also want to know what this royal guard will say!]