Arriving at the airbase right behind the multi-million dollar building, you see five smaller hangars surrounding a larger version.
Blast rushes from behind after refilling the needed chemicals for his big box contraption, soon tailing the group.
Following the three original members of the Moose Squad whose names are actually at the same absurdity level with the one who named you with two adjectives just because your former appearance has literal long legs. But as your eyes are gathering information of the post-apocalyptic military setting, it's time to do the traditional mind-boggling question-mark to the world you're currently living in.
Firstly, do Aekhas have many subspecies? Because there have been many inconsistencies regarding their trait, and with their different kinds of antlers from their respective species, do they have tribes and other kinds of ways to divide uniqueness from their own kind?
Secondly, how in the holy cheese-mushroom is there an airbase akin to those of the military 12,000 years in the future!? There is an aircraft for transportation!? Nevertheless, the amount is rather realistic for the mortals of Neamh trying to replicate the ancient technology of rocket and jet engine, then again, you haven't seen any of the aircraft yet as they are really preserved within the small hangar like pickled vegetables.
Considering how the world works, they probably replaced the engines with mana crystal and many of the ignition parts with circuits converting the mana into propelling power or just literally copied the schematics if they are the 'following the instruction manual with precision and originality' kind of engineers.
There is a female child-looking officer with big circular rodent ears in the usual uniform and a white tube scarf with red patterning, waiting in front of the small hangar with a laid back attitude.
"Lues, I've seen many short rodent demi-humans, are they one of the majority?" you ask your crimson red friend in telepathy.
Looking at her, it seems like she is currently enjoying the sight. "Tanomobi, they are ageless. It's impossible to determine one's age by any means without asking them directly, good at surviving doomsday and immune to many atomic interference. Their kin are smart and rational, I love those little creatures."
'Says the little creature.'
"I'm Lafalz!" The Tanomobi immediately gives an energetic salute. "I'm an ace trainee transferred from the 'Aviation Arc' academy from Kratos Citadel! Madam Fallout says that I will be your pilot for today, Ma'am!"
"Good, I'll be giving you the coordinates in flight, the mission priority is 'First Ark'," replies your leader.
Behind the Tanomobi is a giant green box opened by its sides, and reveals a striking black aircraft that bore a fixed-wing design, albeit with a twist at the end of both wings are turboshafts with propellers in them, similar to tiltrotors 12,000 years ago.
"As expected of the 'great lance' of Vagant, you have a majestic vehicle in your arsenal," you say, showing your respect to the organization and how they are able to replicate one of the best and worst ways to transport personnel from the field.
Ratatoskr's face glimmers from your statement as she immediately spins one legged to face you, placing both palms on her waist with a confident and genuine smile. "Our helicopters are one of a kind. Built from scratch using a reference by ancient civilizations, our Engineering branch did a good job on this baby!"
She looks proud of her explanation but that's a tiltrotor! A tiltrotor and a helicopter are two different things!! There are striking similarities but they have major differences!
'Don't tell me that they accidentally recreated a tiltrotor when trying to make a helicopter, or their library doesn't explain much in detail of the difference between the two. This is like the Microgun case! They just put everything optimal that sounds plausible with their technologies, rendering the intended design useless and just call the thing with its original name!'
Lafalz rushes into the cockpit to start the aircraft while the moose continues her lecture, "With its fine circuit engineering, it can travel in mach two with no interference inside!"
'That's not a tiltrotor! That's a glorified jet aircraft in rotorcraft clothing! Heck! I bet that the rotors didn't do shit to the aviation process except ascending!'
While the others are already boarding the plane, you stand still and realize something hidden in plain sight.
'Why do I know all these things?'
Your past has been hidden from you, you believe that you're a normal human from every bits of your memory of dying in stupid way on the hospital. Normal people won't even care about what a tiltrotor is and what is not, normal people don't know much about a rocket propelling pseudo-rocket ammunition for your microgun, unless you're a military nerd or an internet addict in your past life, or an 'American', but it still doesn't feel quite right.
'Why?'
Your fingers let's Goyang go before you come back to reality as his concrete body thud.
The Flower of Perspicacity has toughens your mind, the sudden pain of unlocked memory realization is crippling you down but this is not the time for that and you know it.
"Long Leggy! What are ya standing still for? Get in!" shouts Lues.
Existential crisis has no place within your heart. You pick up Goyang and move.
Inside the glorified jet plane is a large space that might be able to hold twenty people. After your leader puts the coordinates for the mission on the navigation device near the cockpit, she comes back holding the same document as when you're in the briefing room.
The aircraft ascends at fair speeds up the sky, higher than the mammoth walls of the Citadel that exudes a clear middle-finger to any Calamities trying to infiltrate this behemoth of civilization.
The fake tiltrotor then zooms in and breaks the speed of sound immediately as the inside suffers no sudden acceleration or any sort. If only they have more of these, and if all of those small hangars is the only home for this quote-on-quote helicopter. This is definitely not how physics works.
The low amount of tiltrotors shows how important this aircraft is to the branch with the high amount of cost to create one or they are just trying to lower the amount to reduce maintenance cost—if it even needs one considering that they can just put self repairing circuits inside.
Perhaps they don't want any high demand as it will give the lower class easy access and many foreigners or hazardous substances can be crudely imported to the Citadel without any inspection.
Doing a blockade in one place is already handful enough.
And upon the moving aircraft, Ratatoskr begins her re-briefing.