[ Sixth Shadow Base, C.I.C.A.D.A ]
[The High Wastelands, Henan]
There was a large cave at the back of the base. Above the vastly empty space, there was one old aeroplane where armed men boarded and grumbled among themselves.
『 Five minutes left to take off. 』
『 Please ensure that your parachutes are prepared and checked. 』
"Yeah, and why is that? Why do you think you are?? My phone charger?"
"Come on, Gary. I just said I am taking a different mission!"
Someone else interrupted, "Buckle up, guys. We're not here to fool around."
"Aye yes, this mission is too important."
"Just do as we practised," a woman murmured while polishing her long katana.
"But why did they send that kid amongst us? A mission like this, and now we will also have to babysit."
Azuma fastened the seatbelts and just as he did, the door of the aeroplane was closed.
「 I can not detect your smoke grenades, Azuma. 」
