49 Dimensional Crack 6 (2/2)

Han bit his lip so hard that it began to bleed. The werewolves encircled the squad, preparing themselves to attack at the same time.

A deafening boom rang. Hot steam gushed out. It was as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky.

BOOM! BOOM! Unidentified flying objects continuously struck the ground. The steam gradually dissipated. It was a red assault pod. It was a high-altitude assault pod, made of extremely durable material for surprise attacks from high up in the air in enemy territory. Only four assault pods exist in the world and one of them had just been ejected by the black crow.

SSSssssk!

The assault pod's door opened. Steam puffed out in giant clouds. A person clad in an iron suit stepped out of the boiling pod. The red suit had scars all over from the long-term use. Time had done its worst to beat up the suit through all the wars.

”Psychoframe?”

The only gear that was able to be useful in actual battles were the psychoframes, made for the sake of fighting against dragons. Only psykers had the ability to control psychoframes.

”It has been a long time since fighting a war.”

It was a familiar voice. It was the infamous first-year drill instructor, Sergeant Red.

The other assault pods opened one after another and more psychoframes appeared from within them. Each first-generation psychoframe had their own charm.

Each country had refined their own versions during the first wave of aggression, and so each frame looked distinctly different. These were the psychoframes that had not undergone the process of mass production.

The first-generation frames were made for the use of a single person. These were the frames that put an end to dragons during the first wave of aggression.

Krr, Krrr.

Sergeant Red moved his fingers. His psycho frame's exoskeleton moved in the same way.

”Don't fear, we're here.”

Sergeant Red unsheathed the sword that had been hidden on his back. It shined of ivory light. Ironically, the materials that saved humanity from dragons were the dragon bones and leathers itself. Humanity did not waste the dragons' corpses and made weapons and gear with them.

'Their survival is a miracle.'

Sergeant Red scanned his surroundings and mumbled. The best team had been formed to save the remaining survivors. It was the first time for psychoframes to be used in actual battle, following the war against dragons. They had assumed the worst case scenario and prepared for the appearance of a dragon.

'These youths have received formal training as a psyker, but it's surprising that they've survived through these conditions.'

The only reason Sergeant Red could immediately come over to participate in this battle had been because the youths had set fire to the forest.

Grrrr-.

The werewolves let out a low growl. They instinctually sensed their natural enemies.

Just as weaker animals would try to flaunt strength, the werewolves' furs inflated and they began murderously wailing.

The psychoframes and werewolves' strength differed too vastly.

'We have 26 minutes of operation time, let's put an end to it beforehand.'

Sergeant Red sent a hand signal for his team. The psyker warriors moved out.

They easily sliced and tore the enemies in two. The werewolves were slaughtered and torn to pieces. The werewolves were powerless against the overwhelming battle prowess of the psychoframes.

The youths cheered loudly. The gruesome battle didn't affect them in the least. They were overjoyed knowing that they had survived. Within the cheers, Han looked forward in silence.

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'I must become stronger.'

Han had felt inwardly satisfied over his own strength during his stay in Ark. He had achieved eight record-breaking consecutive victories and had been a matchless squad leader among second years. However, he lacked in too many ways during the actual battle.

In truth, Han had achieved a very surprising miracle. There wasn't a single person that would blame Han in any way. The only person who felt dissatisfied was Han himself.

Squads 7 to 13 had lost half of their squad members due to death. As for squads like 8, who could not escape, they were annihilated.

Ark had never suffered in such a way, ever since Ark's establishment. The high ranking advisors opened a conference and pointed for them to take responsibility.

”However, the result of this battle is a miracle. They had to fight against werewolves and Elu hunters without any special gear, and still, not one death resulted.”

The squad that Han led didn't have a single fatality. Objectively comparing the battle to past records, it was no different to a miracle itself. It would not have been strange for the whole squad to have been killed.

”This feels like a lie. Has this report been fact-checked?”

”This report had been constructed after hearing every survivor's testimony. Squad 13's leader, Han had made a temporary squad, and effectively defended against their enemies.”

”Good news as a result of a tragedy. We have discovered a promising talent.”

”We will start recruiting for second years again to refill the numbers. We will pick the promising individuals from the first year.”

The executives of Ark moved on to the next report.

”It seems that minions have appeared from the area around the dimensional tear. What do you think this means? Speak freely without reserve.”

”We monitored the black boxes from within the aircrafts, and it's definite that there has been an Elu mage from among them. Elu hunters are not capable of attacking with such strength. It's the first Elu mage's appearance following the war.”

”The remnant minions that we have been fighting against are low ranking Elu hunters. Following the war, an Elu mage has never made an appearance so this must have a deeper meaning.”

Ark was the core psyker institution, and at the same time, they acted as the core military defence team. They had fought against the remnant minions that had hidden in abandoned terrains around the world.

”According to the oracle's prophecy, we still have a little bit of time until the next wave of aggression by the dragons.”

”However, it's a fact that the Elus have become active once again. Let's not forget that this has been within territories near the dimensional tear. They have always run away, but this time they were the ones to attack first. Sergeant Red, what are your thoughts?”

The executives' eyes peered to Sergeant Red.

Sergeant Red looked to be in a bad temper. Many youths had died. As the one who had been the first-year drill instructor, there was no way he could be feeling happy in the least. He had once taught every one of the youths.

”There is one easy way to gather information in war. 'Capture alive, and torture.' Are there any objections? I understand we are shorthanded. I shall capture an Elu mage. Please let me form a team.”

”Are you returning to active duty? Sergeant Red.”

”I never retired. It was just that the war has never needed me.”

”I approve with the authority of the Chief of Staff.”

Sergeant Red nodded and marched out of the council. The urgent meeting ended.

Now they needed a sacrificial lamb for the sake of explaining to the governments of all the countries around the world.

They needed someone to face the anger of the financial backers. A quarter of the second years had died. Someone must take the blame.

'Goodbye. Greseman.'

Sergeant Red had already predicted the one to become the sacrificial lamb.

A few days later, the second-year chief drill instructor, Greseman took on full responsibilities for the casualties. He had received two years behind bars following military court.