After stuffing a piece of cloth into a small, window-like depression in the Nu-AD1967’s warhead side, Mikoto finally heaved a sigh.
“Hff…hrff…Well, that better have disabled this warhead. If they start using all sorts of ultrasonic stuff, I’m going to be in trouble.”
“Judging from the chaos in their communications, they do not appear to have any further measures, reports Misaka. They seem significantly confused that nothing is happening, adds Misaka, appending emotional information.”
“Think they’ll come out with another plan?”
“Now that they’ve lost their implementation unit, they seem to be moving into a retreat, guesses Misaka. Because they don’t have the power left to carry a warhead of this size, they appear to be abandoning the nuclear weapon, Misaka also offers, listening in on the details.”
“Still, if we leave this here, I bet we’ll have trouble later.”
“…That seems to be what a separate faction in the Russian forces has decided as well, and a special forces team has surrounded the officers, reports Misaka, intercepting another communication. It seems they will engage them as they leave the building with a ‘special suppression operation,’ finishes Misaka.”
“Maybe they’re not stepping right into the building to give them a false sense of security and not give them a reason to set off the nuclear bomb. They can’t ignite it right away from inside a vehicle, after all.”
Mikoto pushed the end of a shovel, which she’d had the Sister throw to her, into the spot above where the cloth was shoved in. It had been attached to a tank body. Mikoto, controlling electromagnetic forces, shattered the reinforced glass around the light receiver.
“Then it’ll be over if I bust the warhead connectors.”
After destroying three more spots that connected to its computer, Mikoto turned back to the Sister.
“Okay, it’s over. Now the warhead’s useless. Unless they put it in a different shell anyway.”
“The warhead alone weighs two tons, so they most likely cannot carry it without a crane, estimates Misaka.”
“Just to be sure, I’ll give Russian authorities or Academy City a tip to help them find this place.”
With that, the issues regarding the nuclear weapon were solved.
Now it could start.
The real show would finally begin.
Mikoto Misaka hadn’t come to Russia to do something like this. She’d come here so she could see that spiky-haired idiot and give him a piece of her mind in the form of a punch to the face.
She spun around, taking in her surroundings. “You come installed with the ability to handle weapons, right?”
“If necessary, I can also obtain additional information from the Misaka network, says Misaka offhandedly, while conversing with the other individuals regarding how to proceed with negotiations for part-time pay.”
“Can’t pay anyone high school or younger, so you’re working for free.”
Ignoring the Sister as she muttered Are you not getting your priorities wrong in several ways? Mikoto pointed in a certain direction.
“I don’t know if they wanted more air combat power or a means of transportation, but there’s a VTOL over there. We could fly to that fortress in the sky if we used it, couldn’t we?”