Helping a Brother Out

It turns out that the legend of the Queen of Yamatai that my father told me was true!

Yamatai, the Japanese Empire, was the legendary kingdom of Queen Himiko.

Himiko, also known as the "Sun Queen," is said to possess mysterious powers that allow her to transcend the boundaries of life and death!

On the surface, the continuation of power in this empire was achieved through a handover ceremony.

However, Sun Queen Himiko of the Sun relinquished during the ceremony was not merely power, but her original soul!

The heir is merely a vessel; there is only one true Sun Queen, the first Queen — Himiko!

The empire's demise was due to a mishap during a handover ceremony when Queen Himiko's soul was transferred, leading to the country's disintegration and eventual demise in the annals of history.

However, the characteristics of the Stigmata mostly originate from the original user's abilities. Therefore, the power of the Queen Himiko Stigmata is not simply about suppressing Honkai energy!

That's forbidden knowledge regarding the protection, stripping, and suppression of the soul!

Therefore, the moment Ouma Mana transferred her will into Yuzuriha Inori, she was destined to lose...

As the last trace of madness was drained from Yuzuriha Inori's eyes, the girl's expression returned to clarity.

At this moment, she tilted her head and looked at the commander who had fallen into her arms and whose body was nearly half crystallized, and suddenly asked a question that sounded like concern.

"Does it hurt, Kevin?"

Due to the severity of the virus infection, Kevin could only weakly instruct the seemingly hopeless and clueless guy in front of him on how to handle the mess.

"Never mind all that, just experience Ouma Mana drives the Apocalypse Virus..."

"Quickly use your permissions to reclaim all nearby Apocalypse Virus into this dead zone! It'll be midnight in a quarter of an hour, we don't have time!"

Yuzuriha Inori immediately nodded, then swept the commander up in her arms and danced with a peculiar rhythm. With each step, a hexagonal crystal would light up, and the beautiful notes that gathered together seemed like a lullaby.

At the same time, the girl softly sang an ancient song along with the music...

In an instant, the islands, the sea, the streets, the buildings, and even the human body... the eerie virus crystals shattered like glass, turning into specks of light and dust that flowed back into this strange space.

This singing... so peaceful... so serene... it's truly... so beautiful...

It makes you just want to... get a good night's sleep...

The pale-faced commander closed his eyes gently as Yuzuriha Inori hummed, his consciousness seemingly carried by a gentle breeze into the soothing soil of his soul.

Call!

As they watched the strange space filled with Apocalypse Virus crystals finally shrink and disappear, the exhausted crowd collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Finally, I survived, once again...

"By the way, how do we get back?"

Leon looked around and found that the only available Black Hawk helicopter had also been turned into a pile of broken parts due to the infection of the virus crystals, and he inappropriately raised a question.

The relief and joy of surviving the ordeal vanished instantly...

Yeah, then... how will we get back?

Wait... time!

Alice and the others, who were lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up and looked at each other in disbelief as they watched the [Aegis Shield] gradually disappear in the Weilan sky.

Holy crap... a nuclear bomb... looks like it's coming!

Meanwhile, along the Tokyo Bay coast, the Minister of Defense, who was to take the blame, looked back at Toko City, whose outline was now clearly visible, and felt somewhat uneasy, so he cautiously offered words of advice.

"Lieutenant General Jonathan, seven days have passed. Do you think we should send a reconnaissance squadron from the fleet to investigate the situation? Just in case there's still room for remediation..."

The middle-aged general with a hooked nose and green eyes took off his military cap, touched his receding hairline, and shook his head with a smile.

"I'm sorry, but I led these young men of America out here, so I have an obligation to make sure they come back alive..."

"Furthermore, your government has already lost control of the virus within a limited timeframe..."

"The Seventh Fleet's mission is for the sake of the Humanity's Fate..."

So, you Americans' lives are just lives? And the hundreds of thousands of people in the Toko City aren't human?

The arrogance inherent in this U. S. lieutenant general deeply humiliated the Minister of Defense, but to avoid being condemned by the public to the point of wanting to commit seppuku, he could only minimize the impact of public opinion.

"The pain of Hiroshima and Nagasaki has already etched a deep wound into our nation. Nuclear weapons are far too sensitive; perhaps..."

Lieutenant General Jonathan raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of disdain.

"The Mini-nuke are in place. Why don't we sit down and enjoy the view?"

"Oh, by the way, remember to transfer the military funds for this operation to the account..."

They're placing nuclear weapons on our territory and expect us to reimburse their military expenses?! Could they be any more shameless?!

The elderly Minister of Defense was so angry he almost vomited blood, but this "glorious tradition" of the US military extorting money from him has a long history.

The former Japan- US-Japan Status of Forces Agreement included a clause that Japan would bear the cost of U. S. forces stationed in Japan. Subsequently, as Japan's economy improved, Japan's share of the military expenses increased year by year.

To make it easier for the public to accept, Japan named this military expenditure the "Special Measures Agreement".

By 2016, this "Special Measures Agreement" had grown to 761.2 billion yen (approximately 45 billion yuan)!

"Hai..."

Under the subtle but threatening gaze of Lieutenant General Jonathan, the Minister of Defense, who was used to bowing and scraping, finally nodded in humiliation, his attitude extremely submissive.

As the standoff between the two on the deck ended, a dark red, Blazing Light descended from the sky, striking the center of Toko City vertically. The violent shockwave sent countless grains of sand flying.

At Tennozu High School, everyone stared in astonishment at the zombie camp that had been plowed into deep furrows.

At this moment, not even a trace of the stench of corpses could be smelled in the air, and in the huge pit tens of meters deep, a magma-like substance flowed everywhere under the high temperature.

"Signal good! 'White Blood Cell' satellite successfully connected! Railgun second charge: 30%...40%...50%..."

"Please enter the location coordinates..."

P. S.: Second update, to be released this afternoon. Going to eat.

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I've always believed that without vulgar ecstasy, there can be no tragic loss, so I always yearn for a peaceful life.

I met Sakurajima Mai when I was a child. I thought we would stay together like most childhood friends until we got married, but she left. Then I met Yukino and Eriri. I wanted to help them, but I didn't want to cause trouble, which ultimately led to my departure. But I still couldn't find peace. In the center of the stage, people kept dancing in the chaos.

Gin-ko, Hanabi, Kazuha, Yukina, Kaguya, Mai. I look at our memories blurry, like looking at the world through frosted glass.

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Chapter 142, Section 149: Giving a Brother a Hand

"This is the Biohazard Defense and Assessment Alliance (BSAA). The COVID-19 outbreak in Toko City has been successfully contained..."

"In addition, we have taken in nearly 10,000 survivors at Tennozu High School and Toko City Airport. Please request that the support agencies contact us..."

The radio conversations on public channels were easily overheard by the warships gathered in Tokyo Bay, and the identification numbers they entered were accurate.

Moreover, as the [Aegis Shield] disappeared, the survivors began to spread the news that the US military was going to nuke the Toko City, using communication tools and leveraging the political and commercial resources they could mobilize.

Even ordinary people with little influence will spontaneously send pre-recorded materials to their relatives and friends.

Within three minutes, the Ministry of Defense's phone lines were inundated with calls. Public pressure, feedback from different levels of society, and the menacing presence of the US Seventh Fleet caused an uproar in Tokyo.

The lid has been lifted, and in today's age of advanced information technology, it's simply impossible to cover it up again.

Now, let alone the Toko City, the most urgent task is to extricate itself from this quagmire as soon as possible.

The Minister of Defense, who is now taking the blame, has given up hope of retiring successfully; he is currently overwhelmed by the constant ringing of the telephone.

Three hundred thousand dead and wounded! The last ten thousand survivors! Biological weapons! Nuclear bombs! Conspiracy!

The heated topic attracted television reporters from various countries, who flocked to the scene like sharks smelling blood.

The survivors who are about to be exposed to the spotlight, once they get through this ordeal, will not only be pitied by the public as victims, but may even be packaged as heroes who fought against the biological disaster!

Right now, without absolute certainty, no one can touch them.

Moreover, Jonathan, seeing the situation was not good, had already planned to back down and temporarily changed the military operation to a "Japan-US joint military exercise".

After all, those things that fall from the sky aren't just for fighting zombies.

That was also a veiled warning; if he dared to make any rash moves, the young men in the navy might just go fishing all at sea.

Just as all attention was focused on Tennōzu High School and Toko City Airport, three large helicopters carrying nearly a hundred people landed on the island.

As soon as they disembarked, the medical team, consisting of Sakurami Haruharu, Rebecca, and Shizuka Marikawa, quickly carried medical kits and rushed to the injured members.

"Phew... heart rate and blood pressure are normal..."

Holding medical instruments, Sakurami Haruharu began a series of examinations on someone. Looking at that somewhat pale face, she felt a strange tension in her heart.

"Then why isn't he awake yet?"

Alice pressed on with urgent questions, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists.

"Oh... in medical terms, this is called... falling asleep..."

In a moment of relaxation, Sakurami Haruharu looked back at Sakurami Atsushi and Yuzuriha Inori, a rare hint of teasing in her eyes.

"How is the situation now?"

Lara holstered her silver gun and carefully questioned Ruper, the person handing over the reins.

"The Japanese Government is busy receiving nearly 10,000 survivors from the Toko City Airport. People from all walks of life are either sending supplies remotely or coming in person to offer their support. It's a harmonious scene..."

"And the good citizens and model students of Tennōzu High School who trust the government are more than capable of satisfying the curiosity of various factions..."

"Therefore, our process of using electronic technology to disguise the helicopter's signal identification went very smoothly..."

"Most of the kids on the list are here, so we can leave at any time..."

The Wolf Mom's competence, coupled with Kevin's foresight and meticulous planning, resulted in a flawless outcome.

"Anyway, the US military and the Japanese Ministry of Defense are busy distancing themselves from the situation, and they'd love to treat these survivors who stirred up public opinion like royalty..."

"Similarly, the nearly one hundred Void Ability User from Tennozu High School and the Tactical Mech and White Blood Cell satellites from the underground laboratory are enough to make these dogs, who are only interested in the bones, fight tooth and nail..."

"So, it's time for us... to go home..."

Lara winked knowingly, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and waved for her teammates to help each other onto the plane, bidding a final farewell to this land.

"By the way, this is most of the data on the Tactical Mech and the White Blood Cell satellite. The captain asked me to give it to you..."

"It's like returning it to its rightful owner. As for Tennozu High School, they'll only be able to gnaw on the bones..."

"In addition, there are parachutes under the seats, so you can jump out of the plane at any time if needed..."

With the roar of the propellers, Ruper, seeing that no one was paying attention, shoved a black USB drive into Ada's hand.

"At least this bastard has a conscience!" The female agent smiled, subtly taking the secret documents without mentioning leaving.

Tsk... as expected, this woman isn't so easy to deal with...

Seeing this, Ruper sighed slightly. She naturally knew Ada's intention in leaving, which was nothing more than for the [Origin Stone] and the family of Ouma Kuro.

"Also, the captain asked me to pass on a message to you..."

"The tip was generous. Remember to provide excellent service next time you meet. Make sure one of them is bedridden; that's what makes it truly attentive..."

Ada's smile froze on her face. She now wanted not only to hijack the plane, but also to kill people!

However, sandwiched between the three members of the Wolf Pack Squad, Ada had no chance to slip away, since she wasn't familiar with them.

"Lara, have we forgotten something?"

Count Richard gently hugged his daughter, then looked around, slightly puzzled. He felt something was missing from the cabin.

"Is there?"

Lara turned to the group and asked, but after deep thought, the team members shook their heads in confusion.

"It seems like I was just imagining things..."

Count Richard muttered to himself, then slapped his forehead, deciding to stop thinking about it and continue reminiscing with his daughter about the years they had each experienced.

Meanwhile, in the coastal area of Toko City, beneath dense Ruins.