Horrible! Actually playing this kind of game!

At this moment, the shock is far greater than the pain in my heart.

In fact, there is nothing to be sad about, because this is the content of the first level. For several friendly forces, Yamada Masaharu has just met and got to know each other, and the relationship is not deep yet.

It can only be said that this time the old thief Gu Yuan's knife skills have declined.

Don’t you understand? The most important thing about making players feel heartbroken is that these characters must establish relationships with the players.

There is no way to arouse great resonance in such a short period of time.

However, it is definitely impossible to say that there are no waves in my heart.

That’s where pokeni’s visual expression lies.

However, the reason why Yamada Masaharu feels shaken in his heart is largely due to P Club's expression method, which is very emotionally contagious.

So sometimes the way of expression is also important.

However, expressiveness alone is definitely not enough, you still have to have time. Time is the most terrifying force in the world.

It can allow your emotions to settle down, and then through a subtle influence, these characters will be rooted in your heart. Once they are removed, there will be a huge hole left when the roots are pulled out of the heart after being fermented by time. .

That kind of heartbreaking pain cannot be compared to the performance at the end of the first level.

This is also the reason why sometimes words can make people feel more emotionally than pictures. It is not necessarily because words give you more room for imagination, nor is it because pictures are not good enough. It may be that words stay with you longer and last longer. .

This is the power of time.

…

Yamada Masaharu was stunned for a while.

I wonder if pokeni is a tradition learned from Fire Emblem?

As long as a friendly unit dies, it is really dead for the entire game, and will no longer be able to be used in the future?

Is it the way you operate it that's wrong?

In fact, can the previous 4 friendly machines be saved?

Fortunately, save files can be loaded into the game.

Remaining curious, Yamada Masaharu tried again.

Still the same ending, 4 friendly aircraft were wiped out.

This is too fragile. It feels like as long as an enemy approaches, one of them will be destroyed very quickly.

The only difference is that according to the order of death of different friendly aircraft, the order of their last words is also different.

Yamada Masaharu tried several times, but found that he could not arrive before they died and help them clear out the nearby enemies.

In other words, this was deliberately designed like this by P Company, but it was just expressed through a normalized game method.

hateful!

…

There was no other way. Yamada Masaharu's efforts were ineffective and he could only continue to the next level.

In the game, enter the cutscene.

The setting sun is like blood.

The entire sky was dyed with a layer of gorgeous red, and the sunset was particularly beautiful, just like a girl's gauze skirt, swaying in the sky.

On the battlefield, there was a creaking mechanical sound. It was the scavenger mecha [Fido] that was cleaning the battlefield and cleaning up the remains of the mecha.

This guy jumped up and down, picking and choosing some useful parts and putting them in his reserve box.

Fido

"Chacha, Chachacha..."

The superior officer's call, mixed with noise, was played intermittently from the earphones thrown aside. In the cool breeze of the setting sun, it seemed to be a terrible sight.

"Caller Control Number 1 is calling all members of the team. Do you hear it?

Team 1, please answer when you hear it.”

The male protagonist Xinye Nozan leaned against a fuselage that resembled an organism, like a chrysalis, stretched his hand into the open cockpit, and pressed the radio call button.

"The Undertaker calls Control One. The enemy's attacking force has been annihilated and it is confirmed that the enemy's force has retreated.

The battle is over, ready to return to the team. "

"Mourners.

Well, besides the noble officials, there are a few people there.”

"The call is over."

Before he could finish the question that he shouldn't and didn't need to ask, he cut off the radio and turned his gaze back to the outside of the cockpit.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, among the endless sea of ​​red poppies in front of us, the remains of steel beasts and four-legged spiders with thick smoke and exposed mechanical internal organs were scattered everywhere, and slender shadows were drawn out one after another.

This is the tragic fate that the enemy and friendly forces will eventually receive.

No living creatures could be found on the battlefield.

Looking around, apart from the corpses, there are only undead souls that are obviously dead but still lingering in the world.

The tranquility at this time was chilling.

The sun slowly sank into the other end of the grassland, and a horizontal line of red light shone through the black shadow-like mountains.

In a dead world that was reflected in red, or should be said to be stained with black shadow, he and his phone were the only objects left with the ability to move.

The slender legs imitate the arthropod structure, and the yellowish white armor is carved with countless scars, equipped with a high-frequency knife that looks like a scissor, and a main gun on the back.

The overall outline resembles a wandering spider, and the four-legged torso carrying a long cannon body looks like a scorpion.

Some people think that its shape is like a human body without a head, like a skeletal corpse crawling back and forth in the battlefield, looking for its missing head.

He took a deep breath, leaned his body against the armor that had begun to cool down due to the cold wind at dusk, and huddled up to look up at the blazing sky.

In a distant eastern country, a flower was born from the blood shed by the overlord's concubine when she committed suicide.

There is also a saying that the flowers were born from the blood of knights who were slaughtered due to barbarian invasions in the past.

Looking around, the battlefield is full of poppies in full bloom. The bright red color is so crazyly beautiful under the setting sun that burns the sky.

…

Xin Yenozan watched for a while, and then inspected the friendly mechas one by one.

One of them had been damaged by artillery fire and could almost be described as a puddle of mud.

Xin shook his head and continued to the next one with a calm expression.

The main body of this mecha has been beaten to pieces, but it can be judged that part of the main body of the cockpit is still intact.

He opened the hatch from the outside.

As a result, the bodies of the team members inside immediately fell down.

It's the red-haired girl.

Xin glanced at it, then took out his pistol expressionlessly and shot her in the head.

boom!

The sound in the game sounded, which immediately startled Yamada Masaharu.

His controller nearly flew away.

What is this doing?

Yamada Masaharu couldn't understand it, he just felt a little shocked.

It's obvious that the red-haired girl just now was completely cold. Why did Xin need to take another shot in the head?

Next, Xin continued to find the next one, opened the hatch cover, and continued to shoot again.

Finally, he walked to the girl's mecha with short blue hair.

He sighed and the hatch opened.

There was a girl with short hair inside, her round and lovely face was flushed red by the setting sun, half of her face was covered with blood stains, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly raised.

It seems to be waiting for something.

Seeing this, Yamada Masaharu couldn't help but feel moved.

boom! ! !

When the gunfire rang out, Xin finished the last thing and then returned to his mecha.

On the side of the [God of Destruction] mecha, there is a special logo. It was carved bit by bit with a knife or something, and it looks like a headless horseman carrying a shovel.

【Mourners】

At this moment, Yamada Masaharu suddenly understood the origin of the nickname of the hero.

I originally thought it was too violent and buried the enemies, but I didn't expect that I would bury them after my own people died.

It's really ironic...

…

What should I say?

Although it is the end of the first level and only the prologue, it ends here.

Yamada Masaharu could feel the cruelty of the bloody battlefield.

…

So far, the controllers who have interacted with Xin have basically either suffered a mental breakdown and gone crazy, or they have simply been unable to withstand the emotional and mental impact of the front line and fled.

It's the same situation again this time. Since all members of the first team on the front line were killed except Xin, Xin will be incorporated into other troops.

The previous controls were relieved because they no longer had to deal with Xin.

He left office almost as if he was running away.

But Xin didn't seem to care too much, since these controllers were all cowards anyway.

It makes no difference whether they are present or not. In the end, the command will still be entrusted to them when they go to the battlefield.

I wonder what the next regulation will look like?

Xin thought.

However, he quickly laughed it off.

Those white-type people would be the same no matter who they were. There is no difference at all.

…

The screen went black and the perspective changed.

In the picture, standing is a girl with long white hair. The girl is wearing a straight uniform. She is raising her head, looking up at the sky, listening to the battle report coming from the big screen in the square.

Wow, so beautiful.

Lena:

Although he had already seen Rena's appearance in the start menu, when he saw her image again, Yamada Masaharu couldn't help but let out a sigh.

The original artist of pokeni is really amazing.

Who is the original artist this time?

Is Xinjin Cheng?

Reina looked like the two-dimensional beautiful girl he imagined.

With exquisite facial features and a heroic temperament, the whole person exudes an indescribable and powerful charm.

…

There were no casualties on that battlefield.

"Next, I will report today's battle situation to you."

"The imperial drone "Legion" mecha troops that invaded the 17th theater were attacked by the autonomous unmanned combat machine "God of Destruction" that I, Saint Magnolia Saint Mar, are proud of, and suffered a devastating blow. Strike and retreat.

Our damage is minimal, and at the same time, there are no casualties today.”

At the same time, the heroine’s inner monologue also sounded:

[District 1 of Santa Magnolia, the peaceful and beautiful street scene of Belt Ede Ecarit, the capital of Santa Magnolia, makes it completely impossible to tell that this is a country that has gone through nine years of war. 】

A majestic complex of stone high-rise buildings with exquisite carvings on the chalk exterior walls.

The lush green street trees and antique black cast iron lamps, combined with the spring sunshine and blue sky, form a beautiful and picturesque contrast.

In the cafe on the corner, students and couples with naturally shining silver hair are chatting and laughing.

Flying in the wind on the blue roof of the city hall are the portrait flag of the revolutionary Saint Magnolia and the five-color flag of Saint Magnolia, symbolizing freedom and equality, fraternity, justice and nobility.

Ahead is the main avenue completed under the guidance of meticulous urban planning. It is wide and straight, and every inch is paved with exquisite stone bricks.

Looking at the little boy with bright moon-silver eyes, holding the hands of his parents and laughing heartily, he walked past the girl.

Judging from their well-dressed appearance, they must be going out to play.

After watching the happy family leave, Reina's smile faded from her white and silver eyes, and she turned her gaze back to the big screen on the street where the hologram was displayed.

Wearing a dark blue Santa Magnolia female officer's military uniform with a stand collar.

The sixteen-year-old girl's beauty is as white as snow, as slender and delicate as glass sculptures, and her elegant manners also show her good upbringing.

Her slightly wavy white-silver hair, which shines like silk, and a pair of big eyes of the same color under the slender eyelashes, are the inheritance of the people who settled here long before Santa Magnolia was born. One of the white species, it is also an ironclad proof of the silver bloodline that was considered a noble species in the past.

"Under the control of wise command and control officers, high-performance drones are used to fight, making it possible to realize the national defense concept that no longer requires the investment of manpower on the dangerous front line.

At the same time, it also proved that Santa Magnolia's humane and advanced combat system was indeed very effective.

Presumably, Santa Magnolia's justice organization will have defeated the evil legacy of those subjugated countries before the time limit for all "legions" to cease in two years. Long live Saint Magnolia.

May the glory be given to the five-color flag. "

The snowflake female anchor with snow-white hair and eye color showed a proud smile, which cast a shadow on Reina's expression.

Since the beginning of the war, this is not so much optimism as it is unrealistic war status reports have been performed every day.

Even though Santa Magnolia was forced to abandon more than half of its territory just half a month after the war began, and nine years later, Santa Magnolia has not pushed back even an inch, such reports still convinced most people that it was not possible. suspect.

That's right.

On the battlefield today, there are no soldiers half officially recognized as human beings, no martyrs listed among the fallen.

However.

"Obviously it's not true that no one died."

Reina couldn't help but grit her teeth and growled softly.

You know, those guys are all living creatures with flesh and blood, humans just like us!

…

Those pilots have never been reported as soldiers. Each of them has his own code name or nickname, and no one wants to know their names.

No one will ask them their names to prevent unnecessary emotional breakdown.

Santa Magnolia has a total of 86 areas, 85 of which are protected by the [Iron Curtain], which is a thick city wall fortification, and the 86 area is outside.

Area 86 serves as the front line of Santa Magnolia and is also a buffer zone, used to resist the attack of the Empire's legions.

The humans who fight in Area 86 are all called 86.

Among the remaining 85 areas, they are all white humans. They have white hair and silver eyes, and they look beautiful and noble.

Among Santa Magnolia, they believed in white racial supremacy, so people of other races were driven outside the Iron Curtain.

Of course, those 86s have never been treated as human beings.

Seeing this, I heard the conversation between Reina and others.

Yamada Masaharu couldn't help but frown.

There was a burst of anger in my heart.

These guys...

It does look pretty, but for doing such a thing, they are just a bunch of stupid pigs, okay? !

…

The performance of this part is more like galgame.

Throughout the game, snow-white streets appear. In this quiet city, there are cafes, parks, squares, city hall, headquarters, etc.

Yamada Masaharu is currently controlling a white-haired girl named [Rena], who is also the heroine in the game.

He glanced at the map and then chose to walk towards the headquarters.

This palace, as well as the "Iron Curtain", a large group of fortresses that surrounded all administrative districts, were where all Saint Magnolia soldiers were stationed.

White-skinned personnel are either responsible for logistics, or doing clerical work such as analyzing and planning operations. Therefore, among the current Santa Magnolia soldiers, no one is actually engaged in real combat duties.

On the way, I met a short-haired girl named Anita. She chatted with Rena for a while and told her, "It's better not to get closer to those 86 people. It's better to invest more feelings in them." "

Rena was angry and wanted to retort, but she held back in the end.

She took steps and walked inside.

…

And in the headquarters of Santa Magnolia.

Reina was called into the office by her uncle, who was a senior military officer of the Republic, and assigned her a task——

To serve as the control commander of the first team of the first theater of the Eastern Front, collectively known as the vanguard team.

Tsk tsk.

Masaharu Yamada thought to himself, isn’t this the army the hero belongs to?

In other words, from now on, will the male and female protagonists meet?

Yamada Masaharu couldn't help but look forward to it.

But...

When he thought that the heroine was white, he always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

…

Choose to accept the task.

The white-haired girl walked towards the control room she was assigned to.

The control room is a small room that is mostly buried in a cold computer console. The light is dim and the room temperature is a bit cool.

The holographic screen in standby mode exudes a faint light, making the silver floor and walls appear hazy.

She sat down on the computer chair with her feet together, lifted up her long silver hair, and embedded the slender collar-like silver ring synchronization device behind her neck. Reina raised her head in a heroic manner.

"The certification begins. Major Vladirena Milij.

Command Control Officer. "

After voiceprint and iris authentication, the control system starts.

Hologram screens appeared one after another, showing the huge data returned by the observation machines installed on the distant front line. The main screen displayed a digital map and light spots representing the enemy and ourselves.

There are seventy blue light points representing the friendly machine [God of Destruction].

The first team under Reina's command has twenty-four machines, and the second and fourth teams each have twenty-three machines.

The number of light points representing the enemy [Legion] has long been countless.

"Perceptual synchronization, activated.

The synchronization target is the central processing device [processing terminal] "God of Destruction". "

The blue crystal embedded behind the synchronization device began to heat up slightly.

Through the array, all perceptions can be shared with the synchronized 86, including hearing, feeling, smell, vision, pain, etc...

This is why many previous commanders collapsed.

The perception coming from the frontline battlefield is hard not to break people's spirits.

That "channel" passed through the sea of ​​collective unconsciousness and connected to the consciousness of the processing terminal of the captain of the First Team, the personal codename "God of Destruction".

From then on, the consciousness of the "God of Destruction" was shared with Reina.

"Synchronized completion of Control One's call to the God of Destruction.

Please give me some advice today. "

She called the other party in a gentle tone, and after a while, a "young voice" that sounded like one or two years older than her responded:

"The God of Destruction calls Control One.

Sync is good. "

It was a vaguely sarcastic "human voice". Reina was the only one in the control room, so it was impossible for a second person's voice to appear.

This is shared hearing through sensory synchronization, making the voice from the processing terminal "God of Destruction" sound like it is ringing in the ears.

…

In the second level, the mission begins.

The game switched to the combat map.

At this point, Reina, played by Masaharu Yamada, has become [Control No. 1], that is, the commander.

Started his new mission.

…

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There is another chapter in the afternoon (end of this chapter)