----Hiroki Arakawa Viewpoint

I will use me as bait to lure the new world to Moscow, where we can eliminate it. But I'm going to need the full cooperation of my lieutenants.

　The captain is looking at me with a quizzical expression at my words. But he doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping the conversation.

''First step, we will somehow procure weapons, ammunition, and other things to provide some resistance. I would like to ask the captain and his team to do this, but you guys are a top secret unit, aren't you?　Then the supply of weapons is not being purchased through official government channels, but through black market channels from arms dealers.

''Well, I have an idea. I'm sure they'll provide you with what you want if you're willing to pay for it. It's true that it's impossible to get a power suit for the military, which is regulated by international treaties, but...

　I knew it. I've seen it in movies and novels before I died, and it's not exactly a lie that most of the big name arms dealers are connected to government agencies. When the problem of weapons is gone, the next step is...

''The second step, once we decide on a place to prepare weapons and resist, we will thoroughly agitate the New World side. Probably, the New World Church's Dr. Sandra won't care about my incitement. But what do you think the people under his control and the sponsors who support him behind the scenes will think?　Sponsors like them are probably attached to the doctor not out of faith, but in return for something. Then let's exploit their weaknesses.

　Maybe, no, they'll be angry and come to kill me for sure. The zealots will definitely come out for the Dr., who is synonymous with God, and the sponsors will definitely come out to see what the Dr. is capable of after a series of failures. If this were Noah, a legitimate organization, they would still be able to keep him in check, but not the New World side, which would be held together only by the charisma of the Doctor.
　The debt you owe me for trying to hurt people I care about, like Alice and Anton-san, will be paid back!　Even if you don't want to come out, I'll definitely drag you out.

'Hmm, so you're going to restrain their actions? Have you decided on a point of resistance?

We're expecting a massive urban warfare, so we're considering the old Moscow city limits.

　About 40 years ago the Russian capital was moved to a new city 20 km east of the old Moscow city center. The government is short of money, so if the old city is left in the name of preserving history, people won't complain even if it was destroyed in a battle...I think. Moreover, since the area is supposed to be restricted for crime control reasons, there should be no civilian casualties even if a battle occurs, and if an armed group suddenly rushes in in large numbers, decent people would run away.

I'm sure we can use the subway and sewer systems to create a pseudo-strategy there. That's what you are.

　No, I haven't thought about it at all, Captain. I'm just trying to keep unrelated civilians out of harm's way, and I'm going to leave the tactics and such to you, Captain.
　Well, for now, he's misunderstood for the better and is willing to listen to me, so let's not get into it. Rather, I just thought, unlike the macho, the captains seem to be good at guerrilla warfare, so they seem to agree with this plan.

'Third step, we're going to ask the Russian government for help. For two reasons, one, President Shumsky will be out of office after this incident if we don't do something about it. That would nullify the contract we signed with Noah, and it would be a hindrance to future developments. The other is for the sake of the captains.

For us?

'Yes, if you go into exile without saying a word, the captains will be perceived in Russia as traitors who have betrayed their country. Even if that is not true. Certainly some in the upper echelons know that Siyelp is innocent, but others don't.
　Then let's leave at the end as the saving hero who saved Russia from a terrorist organization. All this time we have been fighting in the underworld, let's leave the country with such aplomb that the top brass will regret betraying the captain and his men, at least when we leave the country.

Hero........what exactly do you plan to do?

　Okay!　We're almost at the 10-minute mark and it looks like they're on board. It's only a matter of time before Mr. Anton and all the other Sierpcans are on their way out of Russia. Just think back to when I was speaking on behalf of Noah in the G-88 world...





----Captain Yuliya's Viewpoint...

　Arakawa finished his explanation. It's true that given this guy's influence and his mother's power, if everything goes as expected, both the motherland and us can go our respective ways as heroes. But the question inevitably remains....

'Arakawa, why would you go so far?　What in the world does that mean for you?

'Yes, it's self-satisfaction. I'm left with the self-satisfaction of having lived up to that trust because they asked for it. That's enough for me.

I'm supposed to believe in all that nonsense?

'Then you'll sign up?　I promise the captains exile to Japan and 'tomorrow I can do whatever I want'. In exchange, the captains will become mercenaries until the new world is destroyed.

　Tomorrow...... Are you saying that you will give us what we want most for the price of what we've always wanted, what we've never been able to obtain even if we've always wanted it? I'm sure he's thinking about it, too, as he quietly shifts his gaze to Yoshif, who is standing in the corner of the room, folding his arms. I'd like to hear the opinions of the other subordinates, shall we call the guys waiting in the next room?

You!　Come in.

　At my command, the door opens and my subordinates, who have been waiting in the next room, come in, and Arakawa, seeing them, has a surprised look on his face for the first time since he came here. I finally see this guy's age-appropriate expression and question my subordinates while in a slightly good mood.

''You've heard the story. What do you guys think?

'Isn't it good?　Even if I defected to Japan, I might be erased anyway. If that's the case, I think we should trust Arakawa with our last hope.

'I agree with you. He's the last hope we have left before we can't trust him.

　Well, I'll take my chances with Arakawa. I don't trust him but if it's in the form of a contract, I'll give him a certain amount of respect as a client.

'Iosef!　We're moving into Old Moscow City!　Akim, take two of your men and go collect the ones stranded in the city. And the rest of you, make a list of all the equipment you'll need.

　Following my orders, I turn to Arakawa, catching my subordinates hurrying out of the corner of my eye as they leave. When Arakawa noticed my gaze, he smiled and nodded his head.

The equipment will be purchased from Vladimir Strirov, an arms dealer I'm familiar with. Do you have the money?

If you want to use dollars, we have cash. But you'll need a special machine to pay.

All right. I'll get it for you ASAP, but we don't have the money, so you'll have to pay for it. Also, we'll work out the rough details of the plan and we'll handle the actual fighting. What you need to do is prepare yourself but are you ready?

Yes!

　Hmm, you brat who doesn't even know the battlefield. If you don't run away like the pigs in the upper echelons of the army that you claimed to be in command of when battle broke out, I'll trust you. No, if you don't run away, I'll work for you. Please don't disappoint me....






----Kouki Arakawa's Viewpoint

　I'm stationed with the Captain in the administration building at the old Moscow Station site in the old city. All I've done so far is punch in the password on the terminal and transfer the money as I'm told. I wondered what was going to happen, but about three hours later, while I was collecting the remaining personnel, the skinhead known as Mr. Yoshif brought a large number of weapons from somewhere into the station premises.
　As I recall, I looked at the list for a moment when I was paying, and I remember that in addition to personal firearms, there were also combat helicopters and even a troop transport vehicle. The enemy's New World side would definitely be using power suits, but could they deal with weapons like that?
　I'd like to ask you where you found all these weapons, no matter how old generation, but I can't see the captain.

"Arakawa, we're ready to go. The only thing left to do is to contact Noah.

　I was waiting alone, drinking the pirozhki and harassment-level sweet Russian tea that was handed to me when everyone else was gone, when the Captain suddenly came into the room and threw a new device at me and said something like that. I see, so he's not going to let me know the details until I apply for asylum with my mother. Then I'd better send a message to Noah on a regular line first.

"Okay. Sending you a transmission.

　I take control of the terminal and contact Noah's normal line. The operator in charge answers right away, but he's in a hurry to see me, I'm sorry, but I don't have time... I go through the questions and ask my mom to get in touch with me. I could hear them arguing on the other side of the screen for a while, but then my mother appeared with a tired expression and spoke to me.

I'm so glad you're okay.　You're okay. And who are those armed people?　You're not a member of the New World, are you?'　

'Oh, sure, they're all wearing balaclavas, so they might look like an old generation terrorist group.

　The captains are dressed like Afghan guerrillas from the 2000s, so they are the enemy. I answer my mom in a confident tone to take away as much of the anxiety as possible.

These are Anton's former colleagues from the Chernobog Combat Team, well, some of them are also from the Operation Group. Now they are cooperating with me and are stationed here in the old Moscow city center.

"Hey, Kou-chan!　This is a standard line. You do realize there's a possibility that this line is being intercepted by the New World, right?

　I'm well aware of that. I've been expecting that, so just relax. I'm sure you're not the only one who is in a serious panic, but if you don't start talking about it, you won't be able to keep up with the flow of the conversation.
　I ask the captain, who is standing with his arms folded next to me, to show me the map, and then I stare at the screen with an annoyed tone of voice as best I can.

'I tell you, Dr. Sandra Zelenskaya, the New World Church Lord, who is watching this video. It was quite a painful mistake to miss me at the hotel, wasn't it?　But I'm going to give you a chance. I'm in Old Moscow City, and I don't know if you want to catch me or kill me, but if you want to do something about me, come here.

　But I don't think it's worth my time to waste it on some dumb researcher who believes in reincarnation, souls, and all that occult stuff. So, instead of waiting here, you'll bring me the three men your men are holding in the hotel - Anton Bortkiewicz, Yakov Tarkovsky, and Yuri Pamfilova - who are already dead. If those three are already dead, then you don't want to talk to me about this, because I'm going to leave this place right now.

　If they're still alive, get them out of here near Beketo Pond in Old Town. The time between the moment I let you go and the moment I leave is your allotted time to get to me. You've got two hours to respond, and the way you're going to do it you're going to have to come up with your own way of getting through to me, even if you're stupid enough to do that.　That's all.

　After saying only what I wanted to say, I cut off the communication and sent a plan of action to my mother's personal address, hoping she'd notice. I'm going to ask for the captain's asylum, and I'm also going to ask the Russians to help me, and I'm going to ask the Russians to do what I want them to do.
　The only question now is when Dr. Sandra will respond, but I'll have to consult with the Captain about that...