When this group of people wearing white sheets... to be precise, they were professional white cloaks, rather than the kind of guy who looked like they bought in the supermarket next door, holding strange weapons, appeared in front of him.

The first reaction of the warship humanoids in the President Hill Fortress was to unfold the ship and bomb these annoying guys.

But when these white sheeters faced the group of ship-mounted ships, aimed their muzzles at their own warship humans, swallowed a saliva and mustered up the courage to take out a mark.

After seeing these warship human figures showing a look of surprise, anger, sadness, helplessness, and lamentation, they put away their ships, and then knelt on the ground and held their heads in their hands to surrender.

Even the reputation counterattack sisters who theoretically no longer belong to this base put away their ships after a moment of hesitation.

But he didn't just surrender like other ship girls, just lowered his head and looked like he was waiting for the order.

Although the prototype ship girl of Enterprise was a second-generation ship girl, the leader of the first-generation ship girl Yamato returned to the deep sea for some reason.

Enterprise became the leader of all ship girls in the human camp.

...And almost all prototype ship girls and warship humanoids know that in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of the Yamato leader, the first generation of ship girls.

After becoming the leader of the ship girl, Enterprise has been studying how to limit the ship girl's power.

Some warship humanoids who don’t know what happened back then cannot understand why the Enterprise did this.

But whether it is a ship girl or a warship humanoid, they are all a group of people who lose to their opponents in the "dark exercise", and they will follow their traditional character that belongs to the opponents from the inside out.

Therefore, the order of Enterprise will be violated without a ship girl or a warship humanoid, even if the other party wants to make himself a cannon fodder or even execute himself... there is no need for false reasons.

Unexpectedly, the white sheets with such easy-to-use marks in their hands couldn't help but shout slogans when they looked at the "high" warship human figures that were "high" in the past and allowed them to slaughter them.

...In fact, no ship girl or warship humanoid will be "high" in front of his creator, even if these creators are a group of extremely fragile creatures.

But this group of white sheets "think" that these warship human figures will be "high" in front of them, and even if the other party does not do so, they think that the other party is lofty in their hearts.

Respect for oneself is just "sympathy" and "compassion"

It seems that the warship humanoids who have surrendered their poses are not at ease. After using a high-standard EMP bomb to paralyze the combat effectiveness of these warship humanoids.

These white sheets also used their weapons to fire at these warships in human form just like venting their anger.

Shoot a bunch of blocks that constantly emit high-frequency pulses that can cause tactical humanoids to lose their movements onto these warship humanoids.

After venting his voluntarily, the white sheeters cursed these warship humanoids, and dragged these warship humanoids that had not done any resistance to the inside of the President Hill Fortress like dragging garbage.

According to the plan, the fortress will become a cemetery for these monsters.

Know... and only know this ending, the white sheeters cheered for this "great victory for mankind"

It seems that it is just around the corner to regain its own work, its own wealth, and its own social status from these cute and extremely hateful robots.

As for the deep sea they fought against and sacrificed for it?

Sorry, I didn't see it, but it didn't count. Maybe those monsters were brought by these hateful guys.

Without them, we should have enjoyed the fruits of victory in the free world... instead of putting on the white sheets of ancestors to uphold "justice" as we do now...

Therefore, the People's Revolutionary League's policy of hanging street lights is correct for some groups.

When Mishan was not paying attention, the People's Federation of Trade Unions had added some sacred rituals to hang street lights... and caused those factories to reserve an area where things can be hanged when producing street lights.

When the bomb was put away, the white sheet leaders raised the remote control in their hands and were about to say something.

A white stream of light flashed... After time paused for about a second, the leader's raised hands were chopped into two pieces.

Bright red liquid splashed out, followed by the leader's painful screams.

The white sheeters who hadn't understood what had happened yet watched their leader's head separate from their bodies as well as their arms.

The cutting surface is smooth like a work of art.

A man and a woman with the same white hair and all wearing black Victorian uniforms appeared next to the white sheet leader at some point.

The man and the woman looked at each other with their eyes covered by black eye masks.

In the artificial human cellular network communication composed of data streams, the male Shota artificial human 9S asked the female artificial human around her in a puzzled tone:

(Why kill the opponent, 11B?)

(Never forgive His Majesty the Emperor's enemies.) The Crow Guard Legion's combat-type artificial human 11B "sayed" in the communication channel.

(Okay, you're a combat type, you have the final say, 11B.) As a reconnaissance type artificial human, 9S doesn't say anything more.

(May human glory last forever!)

(May human glory last forever!)

The communication between artificial humans through communicators only takes up the time for reality to look at each other. Then, whether it is 9S, 11B or other artificial humans who came to this world rushed into these white sheets.

Using their special weapons (the tradition of the Human Resources League, if you can fight in close combat, you will never be long-range), light up bright and colorful blood flowers with different shapes in this group of "shockless people" dressed in ancestral sheets.

As assassins, the skill these artificial people are best at is killing.

In addition, they come from another world, but they will not look at the "humans" in this world with different eyes.

And as 11B said, even if there are humans on the earth where the Human Resources League is located, if there are humans who want to bury His Majesty the Emperor in the mountains, these assassins will not be tolerant at all.

The battle, which was completely a massacre, ended in less than a few minutes.

When Mishan led Vayne to cross the three gates and came outside the President Hill Fortress, the twelve Crow Guards armies made a lot of people, one in a neat team waiting for inspection.

The limbs of the white sheets were distributed very evenly outside the fortress, and the red liquid began to soak the land.

"It's all burned." Mi Shan said, who looked at the scene and then retracted her gaze. The artificial people who received the order immediately began to restrain the human parts with very uniform weights.

"By the way, pick the things on them." Mi Shan's second order made several of the artificial people run back.

Relying on the shields emitted from the uniforms of the body, the artificial people ignored the pulses specifically targeted at the mechanical bodies and took off the small sticky blocks on the humanoid bodies of the warships in just a few seconds.

However, they had encountered a high-intensity EMP strike before, and could only collapse on the somewhat wet ground and look at Mi Shan with confusion.

"You... just accept your fate?" Mi Shan asked in a plain tone.

"..." The girls leaning against each other looked at each other, and finally said, even if they were kneeling on the ground, they still tried their best to maintain their status as much as possible:

"This is an order."

"Even if this order is to kill you?" Mi Shan asked.

"It is our duty to obey orders." Wein said so, but there was an unconcealed disappointment in his tone... or despair.

Not only her, but other warship humanoids also had this expression, but even so, there was no warship humanoid who had just chosen to resist.

"The orders that need to be obeyed should not be like this." Mi Shan said.

"It's enough to be an order. If there is an order...at least it proves that we have not really retired." said Reputation.

The words of reputation seemed to resonate with her companions.

"..." Mishan, who couldn't talk to these wooden robots, sighed and said, "You are going to be stuffed back and recheck the logic module in my territory."

After hearing Mi Shan’s words, 11B and 9S chatted with each other again.

(If Your Majesty ordered you to commit suicide, would you do it? 11B?)

(Why do you make such assumptions? 9S?)

(I am a detective artificial human, and I need to collect logical data samples)

(What about your choice? 9S)

(I never question your majesty's will)

(Do you think I will question it? I think you need to recheck the logic module, 9S)

Another sudden vibration interrupted the "eye communication" between the two artificial people

And this time it comes from inside the President Hill Fortress.

Mishan, who almost stood firm, saw the ceiling and other messy things falling due to the collapse of the structure, and complained speechlessly:

"What's wrong with you ship spirits? Are you addicted to suicide?"

It is obvious that the explosion was made by the two prototype ship girls who stayed in the fortress.

Mi Shan, who was held by Vayne and rushed out of the collapsed range, looked at the President Mountain Fortress that had turned into ruins in just a few dozen seconds, and ordered loudly with some anger:

"Dig them out for me!"
Chapter completed!