The Story of an Ace Pilot Who Is the Only Man in an Alien Army Where Chastity Has Been Reversed

ped arms sprung out from the shoulders of the black&white Zenith.
At their finger-like tips are sharp claws and what seem like muzzles of blaster weaponry.

“Auxiliary arms!?”

The muzzles of the left and right auxiliary arms started firing at the same time and the low-powered particle bullets burned the crimson armor of the [Van Wolf], leaving behind a scorch mark.
Although a single shot can not penetrate the armor, the auxiliary arms continue to fire low-powered bullets like machine guns.

“You do have the ability worthy of the name [Heavenly Blade]!”

Although each bullet was not that powerful, the regenerative armor would eventually wear out if subjected to continuous fire.
If the armor regenerator which converts shock and heat into electricity is overloaded, the armor itself would render into nothing more than fancy decoration.
With a ferocious smile, Tersis brilliantly avoids the barrage.

“Slow.”

However, as though it was waiting for that chance, the other Zenith fired a beam from its large cannon at the [Van Wolf].
The high-power beam that made it feel like she was facing a wall of light made Tersis sweat cold.
A direct hit would completely obliterate her striker and there’s no time to avoid it.

“Ugh…..!”

“This is why I hate musclehead!”

Nora rushed at Tersis and tackled the [Van Wolf] with her Zarava like a cannonball.
A loud crashing sound echoed as the two strikers dived into the iceberg sending a shockwave through the whole cockpit.
However, thanks to that, they managed to escape the enemy’s line of sight.

“Thanks!”

“You owe me one, [DESU].”

While enduring the shock from the impact, Nora glared at the Zenith with the oversized cannon.
That thing was bizarrely powerful.
If she has to compare it, the firepower of that cannon can even rival a medium-sized cruiser’s main turret.
She has never heard about a Zenith that can operate such a weapon before.

“It doesn’t seem like they are some mere substitute [DESUNE]……DIAROZE! You know about these guys right? Fill us in already [DESU].”

“NUUH, even you huh……..”

While rolling her eyes up, Diaroze lamented to herself.
However, now is not the time to worry about the absence of honorifics.
She’s not at the place where Tersis and the others are fighting so she doesn’t have any visual of the newly arrived Zeniths but she can tell from the communication what kind of situation they are in.

“Those guys are genetically modified clone soldiers.
We called them Soylent Sisters.
Their strikers are also specially made for them…….

Since she was next in line to the throne, Diaroze was familiar with the dark side of the Imperial Army.
Tracing back her memory, she continues to tell them what she knows.

“If they named themselves [Heavenly Blade] and [Heavenly Thunder] then their strikers would be the [Geist Fechter], and [Geist Artillerie].
Both were tuned up to match their modified specs so their power should even be higher than a royal family’s Zenith.”

“So both the pilots and strikers are modified, right? Hmph.”

Eleanor doesn’t find that amusing at all.

While Diaroze was explaining what she knew, the Soylent Sisters were on the offensive.
Keeping up with their movement was the most Tersis and the others could do.

“Exactly.
That’s why even you guys might lose if you are careless.
Don’t let your guard down!”