Arc of the Souls Chapter 38: Arc 2, Chapter 18 - The Hurt Wars Bring, Part Two

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Prior to hearing that, Mitchel thought Ken had a splendid idea. But hearing him say that, made his mood turn sour. Has he truly given up? Ken was even laughing while he pointed at the big fleet above. This is truly, him laughing at the "inevitable" doom that is Death, staring right at him. Or it was just a psychological coping mechanism for this pathetic kid who gave all he had for White Eye and was now going to die in the battlefield? Mitchel wasn't going to let it slide though. Hell, he is NOT going to die in this god-forsaken battlefield. "Who knows... We might pull this off. I'm Mitchel Reeds, by the way." Mitchel said, introducing himself. "Ken Magami. If you say that we can pull it off, hit me. I'm all ears at this point." Mitchel sighed and looked up. "It's pretty damn hard to destroy an entire fleet, let alone the two of us. We'd need the support of Megami Duvet and the rest, and if possible, a big fucking cannon or something." Mitchel scratched his head, wondering how they'll defeat the N.S.C. "Have you tried going in the fleet and doing it the Ghost Assassin way? Just kill the main coordinators and the entire fleet will back down, or something like that." Ken asked, his voice turning serious. "Agh..." It was an amazing idea, but not one that nobody has thought of. After all... It was the main objective of Megami Duvet and Evto Mugen. "That can't happen... not in the state I am in now. My armour is battle-scarred, some of my equipment are damaged and my weapons are not in the best condition. I am a weapon, not an assassin." Mitchel was a weapon, a blunt weapon. He can't infiltrate a whole fleet, sneak up to the commanders and kill them all. While Mitchel was blasting the N.S.C fools, he had a realization. "...Say... do you think any of the N.S.C squads left one of their ships on the ground?" Ken turned to Mitchel, revelling at Mitchel's brilliance. "... We're going to board a ship!?" Mitchel nodded. "That's the only way. I'm so fucking tired of fighting on the ground. This suit of armour isn't made for this. I'm a warrior, but piloting comes second. Do you know how to fly a spaceship?" Ken's jaw dropped. "Do I know how to fly a spaceship!? Who do you think I am, some common soldier!? I’m a Revenger, mind you." Ken's face was getting redder. Mitchel looked at him, And laughed. "..." "..." "..." ... "You're mocking me." “You’re mocking me, aren’t you?” The laughter stopped, and Mitchel now surveyed the battlefield, trying to find a ship. There had to be one. "I'm just fucking with you. Let's go find a ship. It's possible there are some. We can go around and look before all the chaos rains down." Ken sighed and looked up. Mitchel and Ken were now 15 meters apart, looking for a ship. The battle was getting a bit too intense, and the ground was getting a bit too crowded. "The squad I just cleared through landed somewhere east. They might've left their transport there. Do you mind covering me while I go and check? Okay thank you!" "Yeah, and leave me out here to- HEY, WAIT UP!" Mitchel was already walking away. "I'm not going to cover your ass!" "You are going to cover my ass or we'll both die! Don't let any of these assholes follow me!" "Goddamn figures, ughhh." Ken grumbled. A couple kilometers away from where they stood, a huge explosion shook the very battlefield itself. It was a Septo Corp. bombardment, a big one. The blast radius was so vehemently big that everyone in the battlefield were knocked back, and Ken Magami was sent flying, smashing straight into the walls of a small factory. "AH!" Everyone in the kill zone was either disintegrated or left so scorched or burnt that they would die in the very next second. The bloodcurdling screams took over the war noises for a whole minute, reminding everyone that this, could or is their destiny. Death is always near. Body parts flew around in the sky like it was a flock of birds. Blood painted the sky above and rained down like a red white-out. The explosion was a dense hyd