บท 231: Field test

"Two more targets, north axis, two hours!" 

The feminine man's report rang within the group, instantly causing Fay to shift the direction she was leading the group in. 

"Three hundred meters!" 

The reports continued to come in. 

"Two fifty!"

"Two hundred… Wait, isn't he… One fifty!"

"They are closing in fast," a punk-like Makary's soldier muttered while readying the heavy machine gun that he held in his hand and supported with two straps wrapped around his shoulders. 

"One hundred!"

"Should I take them out?" Fay asked, turning her head sideways to sneak a quick glance even though the likely enemy was just about to slam into us. 

"Leave them to Makary's men," I countered Fay's suggestion. "But stay on your toes in case things go bad," I added. "They need to get used to the combat of this world."

This was all but a test, in a sense.