The Universe Is Innately Just 311 A Familiar Renewal Part Two

"We need to stop that monstrosity before it arrives at the Core.", muttered the thirty aged soldier that led the operation. "Do not worry. Our mission isn't to kill it, but to contain it for a set amount of time for the necessary preparation are finished."

The face of the soldiers- sitting in front of him inside of the vehicle- tensed as a wry smile appeared on their fatigued face. They could only accept the order they have received and had taken as they had been the closest and the less damaged of the team nearby to the creature.

"How did it manage to come here this fast?", muttered one of the man. The other individual heard the puzzling question he asked himself of their group, but none of them was able to give him an answer as they hadn't expected the creature left inside of the city to follow their step this quickly.

"I truly can't comprehend that either.", mumbled another as he clenched the rifle in his hand closer to him. They had seen the creature that had resisted the formation of the energy shield.

Silence spread in the car that sped through the highway. The soldiers' eyes glowed softly as their short memory of the day led them to have difficulty speaking. Their leader noticed that, and knew that their mission was a difficult one counting the current situation.

They were forced to face the same enemy that stomped them at the first light of the day, and forced them to flee out of their homes. Even worse than that, they had seen the creature they were going to face, and also had the privilege to gaze at him when it fought its peers.

They were also profoundly scared by their speed of evolutions, and were afraid to meet something they couldn't even stand next to. In the end, even the leaders of this squad couldn't accurately probe the danger of the mission.

"Remember that our task is to hold the creature. Our first goal will be to gather information about its spec, remember to never blink before having judge its speed and attacking range. Do not try to go for the kill, you will just end you sending yourself to the afterlife.", he ended before looking at the small sized screen laying on his lap.

"We will make contact in exactly one minute.", he exclaimed as his raised his head from the holographic tablet and added briskly. "We will stop now. Go equip your Mechsuits.", his eyes were directed at the two silent soldiers that were sitting in the back of the vehicle.

The vehicle came smoothly to a stop a few seconds after the driver began slowing down, and Ronnie came out of the car with a blank face. He calmly walked to the small platform attached to their vehicle, with the other soldier following shortly after him. Without a word, they skillfully equipped the armored suit and made their way back to their leader.

The reason those two were chosen to drive the two MechSuits they had at hand was due to their skill. As the pieces of equipment have shortly fallen in number due to the diaspora they had to execute, and due to the fact that only a small amount of time had pa.s.sed since they lost hold of the central district. The mechanic corps of the armed force had found it challenging to maintain every armored suit they had.

Especially with the fact that they were focused on trying to raise the power of MechSuits. After facing the beasts and the otherworldly cultivator's might, the city had come face to face with the harsh reality of the universe and had been forced to strive for survival.

With that spirit in mind, those two modified MechSuit had been birthed in less than a few hours. The strength and instability of the upgraded armors could only be bested by the skill it demanded for it to be used in combat. And after a collective decision, that post was gifted to the two silent soldiers.

The other member of the squad were aware that those two were survivor of the original northern army. Some called them skilled, other thought of them as lucky individuals, but reality made it luck was an essential factor in a soldier's life through the battlefields.

Nonetheless, they had stopped the army of creature in a small sized battlefield where they couldn't even maneuver themselves.

The leader of the squad gazed deeply at the glinting armors and nodded toward the two. He turned toward the rest, and confirmed that everybody was ready before asking the woman driving to step on the gas pedal.

The car's engine hummed silently as the vehicle resumed its journey. Shortly after that, two thundering roar spread as steely shadows glided close to the ground in their pursuit of the car.

A dreadful minute pa.s.sed as the two MechSuits didn't find it difficult to follow the vehicle. Before long, a red colored construct could be seen in the distance. As they approached it, tension filled the heart of the soldiers, as even the squad leader felt a ball of steel appear in his stomach.

The thirty aged Leove focused himself on regulating his breathing. It took the experienced man only a few second to get a hold on himself, and before long, he rose from his chair as his hand clicked on a board attached to the interior of the vehicle. The top part of the vehicle opened, and two drones escaped out of it and made their way to the sky.

Leove took out a long and thin case that sat on an empty chair behind him, and opened it in one swift motion. His hand danced as he began fiddling with what was contained inside of it. And before long, he took out a long shaped metallic tube from the case.

"I hope this thing isn't just an empty lie…", he muttered as he hadn't had the opportunity to test the weapon in the Core. He had only been shown the instruction, and the mode it contained, but there wasn't any target to shoot at in the Core.

He stood on top of one of the empty seat, and sat on his knee, making the leather surface under him crease from his weight. His finger followed a specific line that doodled on the surface of the cylindric tube he held, and the metallic weapon morphed as several parts appeared around it. A grip that perfectly fit Leove's hand appeared around it as the metallic object began pushing on his shoulder.

In less than a second, a sniper shaped rifle appeared in the grasp of his hand. He gazed at with unhidden surprise as the appearance of the scope ended the metallic transformation of the weapon.

"Miraculous…", he thought as he rested the tip of the cannon in front of him. He positioned himself in a shooting stance and stabilized himself before focusing his senses on his body, aiming at raising his focus as he waited for information to prepare his shot.

His eyes glowed as the AI equipped in it was launched as it began processing his surroundings. Hundreds of information were received through his IA every second that pa.s.sed, coming from the drones they had launched a few seconds before. The two flying drone aimed at the creatures, and helped the team record its movement and monitored him from the sky.

"Prepare yourself. Ronnie, Michael!", he exclaimed in a low tone but the two soldier received the message through their MechSuits. Thundering shock wave exploded on the back of the vehicle as two glinting flying armored figure surpa.s.sed the vehicle as they aimed at stopping the creature.

The goal of the mission was to send the beast back to main district, or to make it follow them through the sea of factories. And to do that, they needed to position themselves accordingly around the towering creature.

The more they approached it, the bigger its size turned to be and the louder each of its step resounded through the earth and atmosphere. Tension filled the heart of the two soldiers, but their mind was h.e.l.lbent on maintaining their duties.

Ever since this morning, the survivor of the northern army mourned the death of their comrade in arms and their luck had turned against them. Corroding their mind as they couldn't find any reason other than that to explain their survival.

The meager amount of skill existing between the soldiers of the northern army didn't mean anything in front of the ravaging strength of the mutating monsters.

Ronnie was heavily aware of that, and felt a hole in his being ever since he survived the fight in the morning. The only reason he had accepted to be part of this mission was to seek an answer.