Master of Kaidan-Chapter 603 Armed Intervention
Almost the instant Feng Xue finished speaking, a piercing air raid siren resounded through the city. The teacher in the midst of a lesson immediately closed the book and shouted loudly,
"Don’t panic, don’t make noise, everybody line up, just like during our regular drills. Our school is far from the industrial zone and not a primary target, so we have plenty of time to evacuate!"
Listening to the teacher maintaining order, Feng Xue followed the flow of people, moving along with the other students, but stealthily released a live-streaming drone.
The phantasmal drone rose into the sky, full-scape capture technology from the cyber world recording everything around it, and moments later, while the students had entered the school’s underground space, Feng Xue, using the power of Ah yes yes yes, tucked himself into a corner and started playing on his phone.
Although there was only a cacophony of voices in the underground shelter, the earth above was still enveloped by the terrifying sound of the alarm.
By now, thick smoke had risen to the north of the school, accompanied by massive explosions. Feng Xue, controlling the drone, drew closer and immediately saw a group of devilish muscled individuals swinging cold weapons wildly through the industrial zone while high-tech mechas rushed over to support were stopped by "Heavy Infantry" in Exoskeleton Armor.
Though they were called Heavy Infantry, these elite soldiers in exoskeletons were capable of single-handedly taking on twenty-meter-class mechas, and could even be considered tanks in terms of firepower, and far exceeded them in agility.
"This is White Forest Country’s ’Infantry-Tank Cooperation’?" Feng Xue frowned slightly but focused his attention on the Ideal Country’s mechas.
As the receiver of the supreme technology of Heavenly Court and the Emperor of Heaven, Feng Xue needed only a glance at such machines to understand their basic configuration.
From a technological aspect, they appeared to use a mechanical skeletal structure rather than the Cyberpunk’s electromagnetic muscle bundles, a structure that inherently had higher durability, but the simulation of the human body fell short in comparison; in simpler terms, it wasn’t as flexible.
However, the fact that they could fight the White Forest Country’s Martial Artists, who utilized exoskeletons, suggested they had considerable flexibility.
"It’s either equipped with a Spiritual Sensing Framework or has exceptional AI assisted prediction. But at best, it’s only at the level of Gundam series."
After evaluating the technological level, Feng Xue immediately had a plan in mind. Using "Now you see me, now you don’t," he left the shelter and connected the live-streaming drone to this world’s popular live-streaming platform, writing down a title in bold letters:
[Armed Intervention]
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"Hey, hey, hey, to stumble upon such a major incident just as I arrived. But back to the point, this amounts to a direct attack on a residential area, doesn’t it? Seriously, I thought this more remote area would be safer."
On the outskirts of the industrial zone, a war correspondent clad in a plaid shirt and holding a camera carefully concealed himself. He was not one of the crazed individuals who possessed an inexplicable thirst for the battlefield or a seeker of death, nor did he have a sense of mission to document everything happening on the battlefield.
His five consecutive arrivals at the frontline were solely to make ends meet.
The successive relocations of the capital had caused near-universal unemployment in Kamei Country, save for the few beneficiaries of the new capital, most people ended up as losers.
But it was the same for everyone; he did not complain too much, adjusting the angle of his head-mounted camera while continuously snapping what he hoped would be lucrative pictures.
"Pictures of mechas being pummeled by flesh and bone can be sold to White Forest Country, attacks on residential areas can be sold to Ideal Country, mhm, and I can keep some less sensitive shots for the agency to publish..."
Calculating how much money he could make from the photos of the small-scale attack, the man couldn’t help but shake his head.
"Anyone can take these types of pictures; I must find some big news..."
While he was pondering, suddenly a somewhat unfamiliar tremendous boom came from afar.
"Missiles? Has White Forest Country gone mad?"
Though infrequently heard, with his professional skills as a war correspondent, he identified the sound immediately, jumped to his feet, and started sprinting. However, while running, he suddenly raised his hand to adjust the direction of the camera on his head.
A platinum radiance streaked across the sky as numerous intercepting missiles launched from buildings surrounding the industrial zone, exploding into a dazzling firework in the air.
Having run a hundred meters or so, the correspondent heard explosions behind him and knew life and death was no longer about running a few more meters. He turned around, picked up the camera, and began to shoot blindly.
Then, to his astonishment, he saw a "giant," about twelve or thirteen meters tall, slowly emerging from the flames.
His instincts as a reporter immediately told him that breaking news was unfolding. He fumbled to adjust his head-mounted camera, then grabbed his camera, feverishly snapping photos of the never-before-seen mech design.
"It’s roughly twelve meters tall, only half the size of the Ideal Country’s military models, but too big to be an exoskeleton. Could it be a third party? Mhm, the design does have a bit of Budha Ali’s mystical style, but it’s far too aesthetically pleasing! It doesn’t resemble a weapon but a work of art!"
Observing the unfamiliar white mech, the reporter continued to shoot while slowly backing away, aware that these negatives were invaluable. He also knew that given a third party’s involvement, the fight was likely to escalate.
Better to run than to stay and shoot more.
"These negatives will keep my family fed for five or six years; I mustn’t be greedy! I mustn’t be greedy!"
The reporter grappled with his journalist’s soul, pursuing the big story, while on the battlefield, both five-meter-tall exoskeletons and twenty-meter-tall mechas had now turned their attention to this intruder. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
It wasn’t that the two factions had made peace so quickly; rather, White Forest and Ideal Country had fought for so many years that they knew each other’s tactics well. Yet this new mech’s entirely different design was unpredictable – nobody could guess what tricks it might pull out.
"This is Ideal Country’s occupied territory, identify yourself, or you will be treated as an invader and expelled."
The forthright voice emitted from the lead mecha of Ideal Country’s speakers as Feng Xue sat inside the World cockpit, controlling the live-streaming drone to give his handsome mech a close-up shot while he opened up the broad-range communication channel and said, in a very serious tone:
"Let it be known to the humans born on this planet, we are ’Heavenly Court,’ a private armed organization wielding ultra-modern warfare technology. Our purpose, ’Heavenly Court,’ is to eradicate the act of war from this world. We do not act according to personal desires, but strive for the great and noble goal of world peace. As of this moment, we declare to all humanity—
"Any war ignited for any reason, we will intervene with force!
"We are ’Heavenly Court,’ the private armed organization that exists for the sake of world peace!"
