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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 30

  “Whoah… it’s huge…” Pulled in by four towing ships, the new model cruiser’s 720 meter bulk gently settled on the large-scale dock. Named the Plum II, it was installed with the ghost ship’s core just like the Destroyer Plum … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 29

  The military knowledge gained at the imperial military academy. While it was information open to the general public over the neuralnet, whether you could grasp it or not was a separate issue. For example, the optical weapon entry. In … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 28

  “Two hundred eighty… million credits?” 280,000,000crd. A sum he had never laid eyes on to that point. Even including the sudden rise in transport costs and the bonus they got from delivering to danger zones, the profits one could … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 27

  The rising inferno. The ignited oxygen tank detached from the Plum, and after drifting a while, it offered a flashy explosion. (We’ve already don plenty. The Plum’s at its limits.) He took a glance at the blue, glowing block … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 26

  “Mister Teirow, 60 seconds to contact.” “Got it, Koume. Set course forward to the right. Cut the engines. Rotate front 30 degrees left. We’re going to delay our contact time.” Tarou tilted the ship’s course to the right as … Continue reading

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Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique] 25

  The distant Stardust. Once it had reached a distance difficult to confirm with the naked eye, Allan’s voice came across the line. “This is Stardust. I’ve reached the 2km point from the destination. I’m beginning my approach.” “This is … Continue reading

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