The Advance Reconnaissance Unit, Docs, divided into four teams for the fortress assault, with two teams acting as decoys and two as the attacking force.
The decoys were Hound One and Two, who had lost their leader.
The attacking force consisted of Loyal Hound Two and Beloved Dog Three.
One and Loyal Hound Two headed in the direction suspected to be a trap, indicated by a continuously active Identification Signal.
Two and Beloved Dog Three moved to set traps in the residential area, even though no heat signatures were detected.
One cautiously entered a private room where the trap with the active Identification Signal was suspected to be.
The moment One was ambushed, Loyal Hound Two’s unit was prepared to charge in.
There was no ambush, and no traps were found even inside the closet where the Identification Signal was detected.
It was an anticlimax.
However, at that very moment.
Beneath the floor of the passage, a trap designed to activate rattles vigorously when weight is detected was already in the process of being triggered.
Inside the closet, only one Optical Camouflage suit belonging to Hound One Three was found.
Where was the leader of Hound One?
One attempted to manipulate the sensors to investigate, but was stopped by the leader of Loyal Hound Two and One.
They moved on to the next objective.
They were to investigate the situation in a room with too many heat sources and ascertain the number of Natives to be eliminated and Dark Tribe members, for whom life was not a concern, within the fortress.
Two and Beloved Dog Three, unaware that the rattles beneath the ground leading to the residential area had been triggered.
They strung wires in positions designed to cut off the heads and limbs of those returning to the rooms.
Having used almost all the wires they possessed, they moved on to their next objective.
The fortress’s own defensive facilities.
Such as destroying the ladder to the tower or disabling the device that caused logs to fall at the entrance during emergencies.
Grrr… Grooo…
At that moment, Rayos’s Possession Ability, alerted by the rattles that intruders had entered the fortress, unleashed its Fortress Mecha… the first unit of the Log Giant, revealing itself in broad daylight.
The movement of the transforming building and Rayos’s wide-range attack (House Weapon) plunged the two units into extreme confusion.
Everyone was trying to assess the situation, and their response to Rayos’s attack was delayed.
As they died, everyone thought that charging into the fortress as a whole unit had been a failure.
However, they sent a request to Headquarters (East Continent Branch Office, Branch 408) for a much larger unit, incomparable to their reconnaissance team.
“We’ll be waiting for you in hell,” the leaders of Loyal Hound Two and Beloved Dog Three laughed.
They laughed at the moment of their death.
Meanwhile, Rayos, who had annihilated the Advance Reconnaissance Unit, Docs, possessed McGillis, who was now an empty shell. Like some unknown life form, he forced Dark Tribe women to risk their lives bearing children one after another.
The newborn children, confused by the scenery of the outside world after leaving their mother’s womb.
The women, unable to soothe or even hold their own newborns, were made pregnant with the next child through McGillis’s dick and合成魔法.
At the communication department of Branch 408, the information management office, the compressed request from the Advance Reconnaissance Unit, Docs, arrived with a time lag of two to three hours, safely.
“Report to the Branch Manager!”
“Yes!”
The personnel who were not busy with their tasks (recording operational communications) headed towards the notification.
“Alright, well done♪”
Not only the location of the Dark Tribe (Samples), but also the location of the Natives they had encountered was now known.
What excellent scouting abilities!
“This will provide some peace of mind when the Home Country’s communication officers send inquiries.”
They no longer had to worry about how to respond when inquiries like “When and under what circumstances will there be progress?” arrived.
Finally, the nightmares would start to decrease.
“Branch Manager?”
“Oh, my apologies. Dispatch the annihilation unit to the location promptly.”
They are excellent, but fortress suppression is too much for them.
“Please issue a recall order to the Advance Reconnaissance Unit.”
“Understood. Excuse me.”
“Indeed, good work.”
The Branch Manager viewed the fortress overview file of the involved Natives from the compressed request.
“Ballista. Pffft.”
They still can’t even equip firearms, their civilization is truly backward.
If this is the case, they just need to be wary of those who use magic.
“The retrieval of the Dark Tribe (Samples) and the disposal of those they contacted will be taken care of promptly♪ Oh, I think I’ll open a bottle of wine after so long♪”
The Branch Manager savored a 20-year-old white wine.
Alcohol and lack of sleep after a long time.
The Branch Manager fell asleep without realizing it.
Knock, knock.
“Branch Manager, may I come in? …Branch Manager?”
“Gggguuuhh… Hmm?”
Woken up by the second knock, the Branch Manager quickly tidied himself up and granted permission to enter.
Checking the mantel clock, it was evening.
“Excuse me. This is a communication from the communication department.”
“I’m listening.”
The report was a notification that the Advance Reconnaissance Unit had infiltrated the fortress and was investigating the number of individuals to be eliminated.
“Are they unhappy with their reconnaissance mission?”
“I cannot say.”
“My apologies. And? What is the status of the annihilation unit?”
“According to the transport unit, they will be over the target area in a few more hours.”
“I believe there’s a mountain blocking the way, wasn’t there?”
He recalled receiving a report that they were forced to detour due to the mountains.
When he transmitted the order to deliver the annihilation unit to the location (to the pilots).
“Yes, there are watchtowers belonging to the Natives on the mountains. The anti-aircraft weaponry is unknown, so the commander of the transport unit is prioritizing safety.”
“Is that all for the report?”
“Yes, that is all for the report.”
After dismissing them and telling them they could leave, the Branch Manager, who had hastily tidied himself up, checked his feet to see if the bottle was still intact.
“Hoo.”
It would have to wait a while longer.
He carefully stored the bottle in the cabinet and headed to the common cafeteria, to the table where the supervisors of each department sat, for dinner.
Hubbub.
Wahaha.
The cafeteria was bustling.
Those off duty were mingling with those on duty.
The same familiar scene as always.
“Branch Manager, thank you for your hard work.”
“Ah, you too.”
“I heard that today’s special includes meat from the Genetic Modification Research Department.”
“Oh, in that case, I’ll have the daily special.”
The passion of the research department, which manipulates the genes of East Continent animals, medium-sized monsters and magical beasts, to create a flavor close to the Home Country’s premium quality, even if not quite there, is genuine. As proof of this, they achieved results this year that brought back memories of the taste of the Home Country.
Not to be outdone, other genetic modification research departments are competing for increased budgets.
With no shortage of competitors, the research department that almost monopolizes the daily special can expect further results.
“Mmm, it smells good.”
“Indeed.”
He pulled out the meal ticket from the vending machine and exchanged it for the daily special.
Facing the director of the continental railway construction project, he inserted his knife into the genetically modified meat.
As he cut the meat, the meat juices and the appetite-stimulating aroma it contained filled his nostrils.
He suppressed the urge to let his stomach rumble and speared a piece of the cut meat with his fork, taking a bite.
“Munch, mmm—♪ Wonderful.”
“Munch, indeed, it’s just as the information said♪”
The Branch Manager nodded.
He expressed his gratitude to the director of the communication department, who was sitting at a nearby table, for the good news.
“It’s because the reconnaissance unit is so excellent♪”
“No, no, this is all thanks to your efforts in facilitating the smooth exchange of information♪ Please accept my gratitude without being so humble.”
This way, he could sleep soundly tonight♪
“Thank you. We will continue to strive for equality in information access.”
“You’re quite stiff♪”
Perhaps that’s why he can’t get married. No, that’s unlikely. His wife back home, she’s probably forgotten about me and is having an affair… No, let’s stop.
Tonight, I will sleep soundly. That’s all I need.
“Well then, I should be going to rest now.”
” “Thank you for your hard work.” ”
