The Story of an Ace Pilot Who Is the Only Man in an Alien Army Where Chastity Has Been Reversed

After the Disaster

Despite the fact that Galea-E is a planet with relatively low gravity it would still be a disaster if a satellite several kilometers wide falls directly on it.
Kisei and the others have already evacuated a considerable distance away but the shockwave from the impact still shook the ground and they could clearly see the enormous dust cloud in a distance.

“W, Woah…..Wh, what……”

The sound of impact heard through the thin atmosphere was as scary as the end of the world.
The icebergs evaporated and the atmosphere itself was raging.
Like a natural disaster.
If that’s what he can feel from out here then he doesn’t even want to imagine what’s going on at the center of the impact…….

“Thi, this is, a part of your plan?”

Kisei did not hear about this at all.
He was terribly confused when he heard the urgent withdrawal order but he can’t really complain if what comes after was an asteroid (It’s actually a satellite) dropping on their head.

“Umu……when I was asked to overcome our difference in number, this is the only way I could think of.”

Diaroze replied with a guilty look.
Her tone was vague but there’s no helping it.
The blast from the impact alone would be enough to render the enemy fleet immobile for the time being.
Moreover, with an actual satellite dropped directly on their head some might even evaporate without leaving a body behind from the blast alone.

This is the reason she forcefully took control of [Ex-Caliburn].
Knowing how death can affect Kisei while he’s connected to I-con, she expected that it would negatively affect his mind.
At worst, the shock from it alone might even cripple him.

“……..I, I see.”

Kisei held his head.
To be honest, he also has his opinion about this.
From his personal aesthetic sense, wiping the enemy out using a weapon of mass destruction without even facing the enemy face to face is not something he agrees with.

However, if he was asked what he can propose they do instead, he would not be able to say anything.
No matter how hard he fights, the enemy outnumbered them so much that he understood he won’t be able to turn the tide alone.
He knows that prioritizing his aesthetic over victory is wrong.
That’s why he can’t say something like [How could you do this?].

“……………”

“……………”

Even so, an awkward atmosphere lingers in the cockpit.
After all, it is what it is.
The planet’s atmosphere continues to rage on, telling how devastating the impact was.
The reason why the sky is dim right now is probably due to the dust that got rolled up from the initial impact.

“…….it seems we won’t be able to send a recon unit yet huh.
At least, I don’t think they’re all wiped out though……”

After a while, Kisei speaks.
His eyes are on the radar screen of the sub-monitor.
Unsurprisingly, the radar was filled with noises due to severe radio interference.
They will have to rely on visual confirmation alone to detect the enemy.
In a situation like this, it would be too dangerous for strikers or ships to be sent to the center of the impact.

“Umu…….there should be some time for them to run between when they detected Galea e-1 falling and the impact.
Their units that were still mobile should be able to get out in time if they ran with all their might but the problem is whether the Empress is among them.”

Diaroze tried to answer with her voice as normal as possible while suppressing the shaking.
It was the plan she concocted but it was not like she has no regret about it.

“Schleer, what do you think?”

Placing her hand on the shoulder of the [Mistilteinn] that’s right next to them, Diaroze asked.
They were now hiding in a semi-open shelter made of reinforced concrete.
When they first planned this, they prepared such shelters for evacuation purposes on Galea-E.
Other ally strikers and ships are also hiding in similar shelters dotting the surface.

“To be honest, we have too little information right now……..in a time like this, we should assume the worst.
The Empress is still alive and the enemy fleet should still be operable to some extent.
Let’s operate under that premise.

Schleer says while choosing her words carefully.
The damage from the impact was lesser than she had initially expected so it’s not impossible for the Empress to survive.
They can not afford to be careless and leave themselves open for a counterattack.
Since this is the final phase of their operation, this is the time when they need to be the most on guard.

“Right.
Anyway, let’s gather some information first.
It would be a grave mistake for us if we let the Empress escape from this place.
We must decide the match here.”

“Yes.
Let’s sortie our recon units immediately once the storm settles down.
The laser comm would be jumbled with all this dust flying around but………we need to rebuild our recon network and grasp the enemy’s position as soon as possible.”

“Umu, I will leave that to you.”

Saying so, Diaroze turned her head to the sky and shut her eyes.

“…….Haa, I want to relax but…….I don’t think I can afford to do that yet huh.”