Colonia Storm Tour

"Even if it's just for 049, we have to give it a try." IMC-104 turned to look at the "sleeping" MG-049 behind it.

“Then let’s set off,” AC-058 nodded.

"Let's go!" LBI-031 shouted.

The troop carrier roared out of the ruins and headed toward an unknown territory.

Section Six: The Broken Cycle - From Miss Miguel (Part One)

This short story was originally drafted and written by Miss Miguel, and I rewrote it to ensure there were no deviations. Now it has been proofread again for release... to avoid the embarrassment of being cut off due to Calvin's perfect attendance record... Phew, damn it, there's no point in saying so much.

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Military Operations: The Broken Cycle

时间：2014年4月3日6:00:00

Location: Berlin, Germany

Theme song: Right on Track

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Task Introduction:

Omega, utilizing his advantage of concealment and surprise attacks, used his unparalleled strength and a deformed yet powerful army to completely defeat DEM and Britain, after using the power of the Lord of Memory.

After the device took control of London, they did not actually stay in the British Isles as obediently as they appeared.

The data from the British DEM's comprehensive research base was still not enough for them. In order to enhance their own manifestation device technology, they decided to use airships and a small number of ground troops to directly attack...

DEM has established a research base in Berlin to acquire technological data on display devices there to strengthen itself—a research base in Berlin, Germany, is no less important than the comprehensive facility located near its UK headquarters.

Research base.

Through intelligence gathering and action analysis via WalkerNet, and after determining its intentions, Fenfeng decided to seize the research facility's data chips to prevent the enemy from being further enhanced by advanced visualization technology.

To avoid being used by Omega, and also to enhance their own understanding of display device technology.

To this end, a special task force of Russians loyal to Foehn was dispatched to carry out the mission.

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"You need to find a way to infiltrate Omicron's research facilities and get to the main laboratory."

She stopped to make sure I could follow her train of thought.

I gave her a look to continue; I could follow her train of thought.

"Then retrieve the central data chip, which contains the important research results that their engineers have worked day and night for several years. What's so hard about that?"

She raised an eyebrow and stared at him.

"The part about finding a way to infiltrate the research facility on your own,"

I said.

"Yeah, why not just use time travel?"

Dmitri was puzzled—time travel was not some unknown secret to them.

"Caution is of paramount importance for this mission. The energy fluctuations generated by the time-space teleportation are too great. If it is detected, there will definitely be a search and capture operation."

The officer raised her chin and looked us up and down. She didn't trust us yet, especially me, which showed that she had maintained her style from beginning to end.

However, she ultimately decided to share some information with us: "The others are completely unaware of this mission."

I gave my men a knowing look. Katerina waved her hand dismissively, her face full of disgust: "But another squad set off before us. Didn't they know either?"

"If the main force knows your objective, they will definitely act according to standard operational procedures."

I squinted at her. "You're trying so hard to avoid this because...?"

The officer nearly vomited blood: "They'll surround the lab and then launch a full-scale attack. It's no different from drawing a target on the ground and telling Omicron where to shoot."

Constantine suddenly realized and shouted at the top of his lungs, "G-6's mission is to lure Omicron away from the real target!"

This time I hated the mission even more: "You're sending them to their deaths."

"Walker.com's operational analysis indicates that this is the only chance to retrieve their armament designs before Omecron succeeds, and without the operation of another squad, your chances of success are extremely slim."

"Alright, I will do as you say."

I shrugged dramatically.

"You have no other choice."

She said it as a matter of course.

"Do you even need to tell me?"

I led the Spearbreaker squad to the plane that our commander had arranged for us. As I walked past her, I lowered my voice and said, "But you didn't have to be so fierce."

She ignored my feigned pitifulness until we packed our bags and boarded the plane. She caught up with me and grabbed my arm as I chased the last of my men onto the plane.

"This mission is far more important than you realize."

"You mean it's far more important than I have the right to know, don't you?"

I glanced down at my arm, and she quickly let go.

"Oh, so you're finally talking to me? Listen, I know very well how you used to play with soldiers' lives like pawns. Don't expect me to appreciate that."

I know this woman has a terrible resume.

“I value the lives of each of your men, just like you do.”

"Aha, I have serious doubts about that."

I find it unbelievable that someone like her would say such things, like a liar claiming to be completely honest.

“I know you don’t trust me, and I understand that, otherwise I wouldn’t respect you so much.”

She didn't seem to mind my distrustful behavior too much.

"Respect? I'm a very traditional person. It's a bit too early for you to talk to me about respect now."

I mocked her.

She had all the harsh words she could have said to me, but she swallowed them back.

“Sergei, we have analyzed the data, we have racked our brains to thoroughly analyze every viable solution. We would never risk anyone’s life if the data were not in our favor.”

The troop transport ship's engines started, and I leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, "That's the difference between you and me," I said, "I only care about the lives of my own people."

I left her stranded on the tarmac, convinced that this was likely our final farewell. Even if I didn't die in her high-risk mission, she'd choose easier-to-work-with people next time. Neither this thought nor her seemingly unspoken blue eyes could sway my mind. To save myself and the rest of the Spearbreaker squad, I had to prioritize the damn mission she'd given us.

After taking off, the Black Moon Wings supersonic transport plane was immediately enveloped by the teleportation field generated by the teleportation particles produced by the hyperspace teleportation. The next second, it disappeared from its original spot and then appeared out of thin air on the outskirts of Berlin.

The supersonic transport plane, with its stealth device activated, flew over the outskirts of the city, finally bringing them to a location five kilometers outside Berlin thanks to its speed far exceeding that of any other transport plane.

That was also the starting point of their Spearbreaker squad's operation.

"We have arrived at the target location. Prepare for parachute landing immediately."

The captain's voice came from inside the cabin.

Amidst the whirring of machinery, the rear hatch of the Black Moon Wings supersonic transport plane opened completely, and we, who had been poised for action, leaped down one after another.

The automatically deployed double parachutes made them sway in the air for a moment before they landed steadily on the ground.

After the Black Moon Wings transport plane airdropped them at the mission's starting point, in order to reduce physical exertion and speed things up, Dmitry suggested that Katerina start an abandoned civilian truck parked on the side of the road, with an unknown logo painted on its side.

Everyone except the driver crammed into the truck's cargo bed, and with her driving style, which was like she was on vodka, everyone felt like bees in a jar, bumping around everywhere.

Everyone was just grateful they wouldn't get a concussion.

"Slow down! They left us outside the city to avoid being noticed!"

I yelled into the radio.

"I'm the only truck on the highway into the city, how can you expect me to drive?"

Katerina's reply was tinged with dissatisfaction; she seemed to show no remorse whatsoever for her driving skills.

"We're on an infiltration mission, so you'd better drive stealthily. We're not driving on the muddy roads of Siberia!"

I complained.

In Russia, the maximum speed of a vehicle is not considered an impressive figure, but rather a design feature for navigating off-road terrain or areas lacking paved roads...

She was smart enough to comply; Katerina just chuckled twice and pretended to obey me. The streets of Berlin were riddled with bullet holes and there wasn't a soul in sight. After a series of twists and turns, she finally drove to within a kilometer of the Reichstag building, but then screeched to a halt. I almost felt like I was going to be shot through the truck's metal plate like a slingshot.

Katerina shouted, "Enemy attack!"

She saw the light and smoke from the rocket launcher through the car window.

Just as Dmitry, Constantine, Anfia, and I were about to get off the truck through the back door, Katerina slammed on the gas pedal. The door swung open in front of us, and the momentum threw us all off, causing us to fall face-first into the street.

Just as I was about to yell at what the hell I was doing, I turned my head and saw Katerina accelerate to dodge and the rocket hit the back of the truck, exploding into a huge fireball.

Just moments before the miniature missile hit, Katerina leaped out of the cockpit like a slippery eel and charged toward us, howling like a banshee.

Judging from the sound, she was roaring rather than screaming in pain, so she seems to be out of danger for the time being. At least as long as her vital organs haven't been shattered, she can still survive, thanks to Fenfeng's incredible battlefield medical skills.

I rolled over and got up, picked up my OICW combat rifle, and in that instant, I saw even more enemies appear.

"The target is at a high point at the three o'clock position!"

After the report was given, I issued the order.

"Constantine, charge to the right flank and suppress the enemy with fire! Dmitry, put out the fire on Katerina, then drag her to the back of the truck. We'll send these bastards to hell first!"

I'm not exaggerating, but my team executed my orders perfectly. The outside world has always praised the tactical prowess of the Foehn team, but you only truly understand the disaster that would ensue if even one person messed up in a life-or-death situation. The Spearbreaker squad was like a perfectly lubricated, flawlessly functioning machine.

Of course, war can crush even the most resilient machines into pieces.

Constantine moved to the right flank, where he fully utilized the SL8EX's exceptional rapid-fire capability and ballistic stability, killing a former DEM guard with every shot.

With just one fully automatic sniper rifle, they were able to keep those former DEM soldiers down. However, even with the magazine capacity of the SL8EX increased from 20 to 25 rounds, it was still a drop in the bucket against the numerically superior former DEM soldiers.

I ran to the left to help disperse the fire, and once I got there, I took a grenade from my belt and activated the fuse. The Omega bastards were guarding the terrace overlooking the entrance to the Capitol, and I threw the grenade at them in a huge arc.

The grenade exploded as soon as it hit the ground, shattering the glass on the terrace and sending two DEM soldiers flying off the railing.

At that moment, a magician rushed towards me wielding a beam saber with a handguard.