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PHASE 15 . DISTINCTION
Some iron birds appear to be maneuvering, acrobatic down a stretch of blue tapestry. It partially penetrates the white cotton roar and makes it glow into an infinite white fiber. The roar of the machine is inevitable, enlivening the silence of the sky that was originally dominated by birds. Some of the sharp-boned aircraft were maneuvering fast, skirting every inch of air and combing the wind carefully.
The missile launches sounded, time and time again, and blew the sky apart. Continuous, non-stop. Without pause. Some backfires are heard. This time it made the sky like a place where the stars exploded in succession.
Jason's gaze was paved. Not only himself, the people in the spot were also obediently looking in the same direction. He turned around when a girl in black opened her name. A few seconds, before his legs stepped towards a large room where many of the controller buttons were linked there.
Jason opened a message that had just come in so that his net could clearly see the reply from the center of the eastern alliance. For a second, the pause embraces his entire focus
to understand each word in the message.
Liur gulped perfectly, passing through the gap of his throat that stuck instantly. His eyeballs were still looking stiffly at the writing. Meanwhile, Adara—the girl who gave her name earlier—stands nearby and occasionally stares anxiously at the man.
“Adara,” call him.
The girl nearby turned her head, trying to guess Jason's thoughts. But the man hung up his response before he finally turned around dexterously.
“Status standby confirmed!” jason exclaimed to several technicians in the room while putting earphones on one of his ears. They chimed in and rushed to carry out their duties. “Connect my channel with center!”
“Ready, Lieutenant!” all the technicians in the room were in unison.
Jason turned around to leave the room. “Adara, we must prepare. The western alliance has launched an offensive
to some big spots and bring our guys to their base,” he told the girl who was still standing in front of the big monitor.
Adara surprised. He hurried after the man's steps until he left the room.
“You stay here, while we protect spot!” tell Jason to the girl.
“Hah? I'll have to wait while you guys fight?” ask the girl. Jason did not respond.
“Jason!” exclaimed Kei as he approached the disheveled man. “What happened?” tanyanya.
Jason gulped for a moment. “War,” he replied, “the western alliance has sent troops to attack the remaining spots and bring our people to their base.”
“What?!” Kei suddenly widened his eyeballs. Saliva is swallowed quickly.
“Sam!” jason exclaimed to a young man standing near the hangar— so he ignored the doctor.
Sam threw his eyes at Jason. Highlight his eyes hinted at something, such as when he was facing the same situation as the man once was. They came face to face, nodded at once, before entering the hangar again and passing something to the people there.
Jason turned to Kei. The doctor was still faithfully waiting for him along with the girl who had been pussy since
tailoring—ask explanation. Meanwhile, a little girl pulled a little of the girl's clothes.
“What's up?” ask the little girl. “Kak Jo where?”
Adara turned her face towards the boy. Little girls like Jun didn't understand anything about
everything that happened this second.
“Kei, take all women and children to a safe place!” tell Jason to the young doctor.
“But, should we leave this spot for a while?” ask Kei deftly. “You can see the iron birds, ‘kan? You've seen and experienced for yourself how powerful.”
Jason gulped. He was silent for a moment. “Give them to you,” her word, “I need your help, Kei.”
Kei jerks. It was easy for Jason to point directly at him. However, on the other hand, he agreed for the sake of
safety of the residents of the spot. A split second later, he nodded steadily and rushed to carry out the mandate of the man.
“I'm coming with you,” Adara told Jason.
Jason looked at Adara. Sometimes he looked at Jun with an anxious look on his face.
“This is not a good situation, Adara,” he said. “You and Jun should be in a safe place.”
“But ...” Adara tries to interrupt the man's words, but is stopped after Jun pulls back his clothes.
For a moment, Adara looked at the boy, then looked back at Jason. “How about Jo?” tanyanya.
“You don't need to worry,” timpal Jason. “Jo won't control Clibanarii for now.”
Adara looked at Jason for a long time, before he nodded and led Jun to safety. He also helped Kei to secure some others.
Jason returned to the hangar where he could see some people were on standby. Some entered their Clibanarii cockpit, and others were seen heading to other hangars to prepare the Self-propelled Artillery*.
“Lieutenant!” jo exclaimed as he approached Jason who was about to enter the cockpit of one of the Clibanarii.
Jason paused his intention and turned to look at the young man. “What's up?” tanyakanya.
already learned, kok!”
The man nodded and thought for a moment. “No, Jo,” he replied, “ini is not the usual survival genre game
you play.”
“But, Lieutenant—”
“No.” Jason is back. “You better protect your sister. He's been looking for you since.”
Jo gasps. His hands did not stop trembling. He half looked down upon himself. Meanwhile, Jason instead approached the young man and swiftly landed his hands on Jo's shoulders steadily.
“Practice enough,” said the man, “your turn will surely arrive.”
Jo lifted her eyes. His eyes sparkled with a nod of his yoke.
“But ...” Jason thought for a moment. “Can you drive APC**?” tanyanya.
“Iya, of course I can,” replied Jo agile. “Before, I once brought an APC to transport victims
post-disaster and take them to a safe spot.”
Jason smiled faintly, managing to get something he wanted this second. “Alright!” his dream while shaking his waist and looking at the twinkle of youth in front of him, “I have a task for you.”
***
The clattering of footsteps of the big humanoid robot began to be heard leaving the hangar. The Clibanarii exit the spot to protect the area containing the eastern alliance population from the missile attacks of several iron birds of the western alliance. The missiles started launching, in succession, a few minutes ago. It was fortunate that Jason who was the only person in charge of the spot was moving fast. He was able to buy time so that the spot residents could ride the APC to get to a safe place. Several Clibanarii were seen accompanying the five transport vehicles.
Jason took a breath. His eyes were seriously staring forward. Several buttons on the cockpit desk and the controller lever have been on standby nearby. His salivary was swallowed for a moment, soaking his dry throat. He realized, since then he had not sipped a single drink that could relieve his important organs.
A few seconds he nodded. His net continued to move looking in all directions monitoring the situation. Occasionally both hands pull and slide the lever near his chair to shoot missiles or move agilely in the badlands. Meanwhile, the iron birds belonging to the western alliance still continue to maneuver while launching their missiles and almost hit Jason's Clibanarii.
“Cih! Shit!” the man was angry.
He re-launched his missiles, many times. Until finally, a screen appeared before him and provoked his focus.
“Captain!” a woman exclaimed from behind the earphones Jason was wearing.
“What's up?” the man asked, still firing the missile through a nearby control lever.
“We send a tracking signal to you,” the woman said. “You can track our whereabouts based on
the signal.”
Jason frowned. “You ... have gone?” tanyanya doubt.
A momentary rustle approached his hearing device, and then it changed into the voice of the man Jason knew.
“Center sends us a message again,” said the man.
“Kei?” guess Jason.
“Ya,” timpal the doctor.
“What is the contents of the message?” ask Jason again.
“Center has sent help. But we have to hurry to the branch base to notify the spot location point,” Kei replied agilely, “aku and others will walk there to notify him.”
“Together with refugees?”
“Hm,” Kei replied while nodding.
Jason thought for a moment. “We will escort you,” he said, “we should go to the branch base together.”
***
*Show-motion artillery: An artillery gun that is an integrated means of transport with chain wheels or ordinary wheels. It could follow the speed of other armored cannons, and could move to reach the range
quickly, as well as avoiding counter-artillery attacks and small arms attacks.
**APC :Armoured Personnel Carrier or armored fighting vehicle used to transport personnel/forces. In this story the APC is used to transport refugees/spot citizens and take them to safety.