Capítulo 18: Chapter 11
The night sky was without a doubt chaotic. Fighter planes from both sides having an intense dogfight between each other.
Under the veil of the thick black clouds on the sky, threatening the city with an intense rain was hundreds of fighter planes each shooting what they could shoot, using each and every weapon on their fighter plane's arsenal as they aim to defeat their enemies.
"This is Jaeger-1, squadron captain of Jaeger Wind Squadron requesting for permission to change theaters. I repeat, this is Jaeger-1, requesting permission to change theaters." the voice of a pilot was heard as he did extremely tricky maneuvers to shoot down a JSDF pilot flying in front of him as homing missiles hit their mark.
"This is command, please standby for further instructions. Request turned down due to special circumstances. Please wait wait until further notice." the answer made the pilot shrug his shoulders and pee on a special object made for liquid discharge as he cruised on a stable altitude.
"Special circumstances? What kind of circumstances would he considered as special for those people at the top? Could it be that they can't decide what to do? Anway, not my problem." the pilot talked to himself to fight boredom as he used his radar and turned the knob on his radio to try and pick up distress signals from anyone on the city.
Just as he was turning the knob his plane who's flying on a stable cruising speed suddenly felt turbulence as he felt it tilt due to some external force.
"Whoa, what happened?!" shouted the pilot as he fought the force to stabilize the airplane. This happened on a span of 3 seconds but these 3 seconds was like a lifetime for him as his life was at the stake here.
After he stabilized his fighter plane, he looked outside the cockpit only to see a gigantic metallic shipping crate flying vertically and nearing the ground.
"What...in... the... world is that?" asked the pilot absentmindedly as he was stunned amd shocked by what he's currently seeing.
He then looks on top of his cockpit, there he saw the large command center with an opened hole under it as evident by the light coming from it.
Then and there, he finally realized what the special circumstances are. It's related to absolute highest of the high on the company.
It has a direct connection with Gerald Sparrow himself...
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Inside the soaring lump of metal...
"Landing gears initialized...Reducing speed..." consecutive notifications was heard as the voice of Zero blared inside the cockpit of the mecha.
The shipping container like object was of course the Mecha as it reformed itself to a more stable piece formation for this hard landing.
"Hey Zyril, wanna have a bet?" asked Gerald as he looked at the stuff forming and reforming beside him as it slowly parted away revealing the figure of Zyril who's sitting just like he is.
"Bet? What kind of bet are we talking about?" asked Zyril as she stood up and the floor suddenly formed the something like that of the original.
"I'll bet 25% of the shares the Prime Minister has some sort of last stand prepared." Gerald too stood up as the floor he's standing upon warped into a plate like figure with the glowing letters of the word "Invicta" printed upon it.
"Oh come on, we know that's like a guarantee. I won't bet on something I know I'll surely lose." turned down Zyril as the plate she's standing upon glowed with the name of her suit.
"This will be fun, just bet anything." urged Gerald as the mecha suddenly slammed on the ground, destroying large swats of lands with buildings on it in the process, crushing people still there.
"I won't bet anything, we know you'll win." turned down Zyril once more as the eyes of the mecha suddenly "opened" and glowed gold as it suddenly came to life.
People on the surrounding, tv reporters that managed to sneaked out of their apartments and towards the senate building saw this clearly as they pointed their high tech video cameras.
"Oh my god! What the fuck is that?" asked a stunned reporter as she as her crew was standing on a building quite far away but they can clearly see the upper body of the mecha and they felt absolutely small.
After a couple of seconds she regained her consciousness and slapped the shoulder of the nearest cameraman to start the tape as she saw an opportunity, an opportunity of a lifetime.
"You fucker start rolling the tape! Point it at whatever that thing is on the distance! You get another camera we'll record a reporting on this spot!" shouted the field reporter as her crew also regained their consciousness from being shocked and did their duty.
"Good evening world! This is... from CNN news! The only news you can trust! I'm currently standing here on a building right directly at the warzone that is the city of Tokyo currently. The situation here is dire and immediate UN intervention is needed as from the looks of it, armed insurgency happened. But enough of that! On my background is a mysterious object the size of an approximately at least 20 meters." she pointed at the slowly moving metal figure on a distance as she urges her cameraman to zoom in as much as possible.
The figure on the distance slow movements was exchanged for a more fast and explosive one as squadrons of jet suddenly made their existence known by firing their missiles to the JSDF position.
The reporter immediately knew the metal fugure was of the rebels the news was talking about earlier as she felt her whole body numbed before turning and looking at the camera.
"This is... reporting directly from Tokyo, please help us from this madness..."
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