The battle in Shinjuku continues.
"Is that it?"
Standing atop a tall building, watching a red mecha being pursued on the distant street, Fang Zheng snorted coldly. He had just hacked into the Britannian Army's channel, finally understanding the entire situation.
First, the Britannian Army was attacked by a group of terrorists who stole a poison gas bomb (though Fang Zheng and others knew it was not actually a poison gas bomb) and got discovered while escaping. One of the terrorists piloted a red mecha to confront them, while the other drove away.
The outcome was that the latter crashed, and the former is still being pursued.
"Eiriri, you handle reconnaissance and locking, Black Cat, Asuna, come with me!"
While speaking, Fang Zheng raised the black greatsword in his hand.
"Let's show the people of this world the power of our Dark Moon Sword!"
A series of bullets whizzed past, hitting the mecha and causing minor vibrations.
"Damn, damn... Hey, what's going on? Answer me?!"
