Heite's Battle
Split into twenty teams!
There were only twenty people in the Black Beast Squad that had infiltrated this place!
In other words, they planned for each person to take a route, then use the strength of these twenty people to directly surround the Galactic Republic Command Headquarters!
Twenty people, each fighting on their own.
If the person proposing this tactic was not insane, then they had to be an utterly exceptional powerhouse!
The Black Beast Squad happened to be both...
"Hahahahaha!"
"I like it! Let's do it!!"
"Crush them!"
"You worthless deadweights! If any of you reach the target later than me, go eat shit!"
"Fuck! I'll bet 1,000 points! I'll definitely be faster than you!"
"1,000 points? Is killing 1,000 people hard? I won't take anything less than 10,000 points!" The members of the Black Beast Squad burst into laughter, completely unconcerned by the Commander's utterly outrageous tactical arrangement.
Or perhaps, for these people who had long since gone mad and become deranged, this was what normal tactics looked like...
"If you die, I'll stitch your corpses back together." The Doctor, Romarimonte, spoke blandly. His CMC-300 power armor had been modified, with its weapons removed and replaced by emergency medical equipment built into its layered arm-mounted shield, including Nanite Anesthetic, Chemical Regulator, and Cold Laser capable of performing battlefield surgery. Equipped with the "Protector" Medical Module, it could conveniently carry out nearly all emergency treatment on the battlefield.
Romarimonte's power armor even carried a Tactical Shield. The specially made shield could withstand immense firepower, but its heavy weight likewise burdened his ability to conduct Agile Tactical Maneuvers.
Yet despite being covered from head to toe in defensive and medical equipment, Romarimonte seemed entirely unconcerned about this strategy of splitting into twenty teams, which was practically the same