Is it really normal to contain these anomalies?

"No, it's just that the communicator on your chest seemed to ring just now."

"Oh...it's the communicator."

Iris breathed a sigh of relief.

The Foundation's communications equipment was also disrupted by the spreading corruption.

Not to mention contacting the Foundation headquarters in another world, even contacting the branch site of the Lobotomy Corporation is now difficult... and she only continued to carry it with her just in case.

"..."

"Um...you said it just rang?"

Iris finally completed her reflex arc, and at the same time, she turned up the volume on the Foundation terminal on her left shoulder.

There was still only a rustling noise...

'Still no?!'

Iris was a little disappointed, thinking that Aica and the others had misheard.

But before she gave up, suddenly, a few vague words came out, like a few birds flying hazily in the fog.

"This is... AMTF Nu-7, prepare to advance... Coordinates 87*51*41, urban site, received... Please reply."

"!!"

Is this the Foundation's dedicated communication channel?

Iris didn't even have time to check these...

"This is Team Iris! Who are you?"

What an idiotic question.

Iris was very excited to find that she was no longer alone, but she cursed herself in her heart. After all, the other party had already revealed his identity in the communication channel.

She had perhaps never been so eager for the MTF's arrival.

But wait…

Nu-7?!

She seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

……

For example, the top ten outstanding MTF numbers in the Foundation's internal bimonthly magazine?

……

Command Center calling all units. Prepare to advance to the observation aircraft's estimated location. Transmission Base 13 is clear. There are 36 possible locations for a Type Black reaction. Please proceed to confirm and suppress them.

"Understood. Prepare to activate the GOC power armor."

"Everyone, good news. O5 authorization has been approved and the KFA-46 unconventional weapons depot has been released."

"..."

In this communication channel.

As the above orders continued to be issued, a 500m-long silver-white area appeared at the end of the corrupted plain.

They are continuous, and their main combat units are land-based combat platforms.

All that can be seen from the exterior is a defense unit consisting of a forward-moving laser array, three space disturbance cannons, a land-based missile launch bay, and a silver-white armored shell.

They were dropped onto this undulating plain to suppress the advancing corrupted creatures.

Besides this, they had bundles of light and heavy thaumaturgic firearms, enough to arm an entire assault regiment...

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Chapter 314: On the front line of confrontation with the anomaly.

"It seems that these weapons are not just for decoration."

"Where did you get all this heavy firepower?"

"..."

It was now an hour after Iris had finished that useless meeting.

Two figures appeared on the deck of the No. 1 Land-Based Combat Unit. They were Iris and a certain uncle from the Second Association who had just been chatting nonsense.

Because they were able to successfully access the foundation's communication channel, they were all standing here safely.

But a cold and solemn feeling had not dissipated since the first moment she set foot on this iron land. Here, only the uncle beside her seemed to continue chatting heartlessly...

Well, if they were talking about normal topics, Iris would definitely ignore him.

But this time...

"Is this illegal in the city?"

Iris spoke hesitantly. The uncle's words reminded her of the city's ban, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious about the future of the site.

"The webmaster said our company has special policies...but if it's of this scale..."

"I don't know, but since the boss from Company C isn't here, everything should be fine, right? Hmm... probably?"

The uncle just smiled hesitantly.

His answer was quite ambiguous.

But after all, he had only seen the legendary "battleship" in the harbor when he was carrying out a commission in the wealthy area of ​​U Nest Big Marlin Port. He had never seen U Company have so many similar caliber weapons...

Therefore, in this city where guns are strictly controlled, I don’t know how serious this situation is.

"Anyway, perhaps only World Wings can have this kind of exception."

He said next to nothing, and his constant chatter seemed to mean little.

Iris didn't want to pay any attention to him.

The moment the uncle saw her expression, he finally curled his lips and his fingers unconsciously touched the pocket of his windbreaker at his waist.

'Why is this girl so inconsiderate?'

'Just have a cigarette and relax.'

That's what he thought.

But when his fingers touched the bottom of his pocket, he realized that there was only an empty cigarette box left in his pocket...

"..."

He was a little dazed, but after a few seconds he smiled with relief.

He wasn't as calm as he appeared...it seemed like all the nonsense he'd talked about earlier to relieve his stress was of no use.

"Um, do you have any cigarettes?"

But it was difficult to control his craving for cigarettes, and the next second, he even aimed at the MTF soldier who was leading the way for him.

But if he took two more steps, he would enter the internal command room of the land-based unit, and the soldiers would not stop for him.

“Nip, nibble…”

But he still did it.

There is still a bit of ignorance.

"Hey, hey... no one told me this is a no-smoking area..."

The surrounding radar instruments were beeping, but the moment he opened his mouth, he became the focus of everyone in the audience.

At this moment, the uncle wanted to put away the lighter he was playing with in a teasing manner.

"cigarette?"

But a middle-aged man standing on the holographic sandbox in the middle offered him a helping hand.

He handed me a cigarette of a brand I had never seen in the city, but it was barely usable.

"Oh! Thank you so much!!"

The uncle went to take it with a smile, but unexpectedly, he was suddenly hit hard by Iris's elbow.

"Hey, I'm so old, I'm not allowed to smoke a cigarette?"

"Look at his shoulder."

"?"

The uncle didn't understand why Iris lowered her voice again, but he still looked over as she instructed.

There, he only saw two shiny little stars, which seemed to be decorations on epaulettes.

"He's a Lieutenant Colonel! Lieutenant Colonel!!!"

Iris whispered to the uncle in frustration, but then she saluted the gentleman in front of her.

"Hello sir, I am Iris of Alpha-9."

The commander nodded, but he didn't seem to want to continue the conversation.

"Everyone, I am the commander of AMTF Nu-7."

"According to Foundation Dispatch Order No. 451, the entire Nu-7 team, totaling 6341 personnel, has arrived at the front lines of the battlefield."

The commander standing in front of the holographic sandbox tapped the screen in front of him with his knuckles, and his calmer tone seemed to express his thoughts at the moment.

"We've already contacted the station commander. The saturation strike will be carried out after the squadron completes the terrain survey..."

"Later?"

But Iris hesitated, and after a few seconds, the girl suddenly returned the battle-hardened commander's gaze.

"Can't we attack sooner rather than later?"

"..."

"Well... we can also go back to where we came from. There's no danger there, but there are still many survivors, so even without the stationmaster..."

But her strength was of little use in front of the commander.

"You mean to let these combat units go directly into unexplored areas?"

The commander interrupted her, and for the first time, Iris saw the commander rub his eyes in embarrassment.

"Little girl, the Edithta Project has been stopped long ago."

"So, seriously, with the current level of scientific research at the Foundation, if one of these KFA-derived items is damaged, it's essentially one less."

"Also, according to the intelligence the helicopter formation reported, there's very limited cover on the plains in the mining area ahead... This is truly troubling. If the operation drags on too long due to poor planning, our weapons and ammunition will be exhausted."

The commander began to write and draw on the combat sand table again.

"Therefore, the location of the destruction of divinity also needs to be re-estimated..."

"But isn't this it?"

Iris found the perfect time to interject herself again.

She looked from the porthole of the land-based unit to the swollen giant pillar that still occupied half of the sky... and finally she seemed to realize something and fell silent.

Land-based combat is huge, but if you really have to face monsters of that level, the gap is still not on the same level.

"It seems... the number of people we brought is a bit small."

she whispered.

She couldn't imagine the scene of the squirming divine body collapsing from the sky.

Even standing on the steel ground of this land-based unit, she could feel the waves and wriggling deeper underground...

If He wants to, if He is willing...

Land-based units also...

"Hammerfell conducted a rehearsal for a K-Class scenario."

It was only the commander who noticed the sudden quiet in the air.

He paused and smiled at Iris, the little girl, for the first time.