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-Part 7-

You hurriedly climb into a chamber at the rear of the Dropship, the Doctor seeing what you're doing and shouting out a command to the pilot. As you strap yourself in inside a panoramic cockpit, the instruments in front of you flicker to life and a pair of dark barrels pop out. A quick test of the hands on the seat show that the barrels respond to your gestures. You're satisfied and let out a yell as the twin gatling guns spin up. With an angry squeeze of the triggers you unleash hot death at the oncoming SEC attack craft.

The Private throws you into evasive manuvers as the SEC vessel spits another red beam your way. You hear Benksan swear over the comm.
"Bastard. Try and lead him with the reticule. Shoot where he's going, not where he's been!"

You're slightly miffed with the Private as you're sure you know this sort of thing, but you try it anyway. This time, the tracer-marked bullets find their mark, and a plume of smoke bursts from the SEC ship. It turns in a wide arc and retreats for now.

You clamber back down into the troop bay. The Doctor gives you a nod and laughs behind her opaque visor.
"Alright, from here we make for the Equatorial Base."
She throws you a small laptop.
"There's a bunk behind you, take a rest and read something."

She's gone before you can thank her. Shrugging, you lie down on the tough green fabric and pop up the laptop. You load up a menu.

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(and yeah, if you had mutinied, the ship would have brought you down and you'd have to make it on foot.)
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Ah, we are high school boys,
the miserable high school boys.
If we were girls, we could get popular by doing anything:
rock band, jazz band,
karate, kendo, mahjong, cyborg, synchronized swimming...
On the other hand, high school boys are
useless outside battle and sports anime.
But they're recklessly trying to make a slice-of-life anime about us.
Ah, we are high school boys,
the miserable high school boys.

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