After sticking some cloth into the slight depression that was like a small window on the side of the Nu-AD1967 warhead, Mikoto finally sighed.
"…Pant pant. Now the warhead has finally been neutralized. If they end up having an ultrasonic remote control, we could be in trouble though."
"From the confusion over the transmissions, it seems they do not have another plan, reports Misaka. They seem to be panicking over the fact that nothing is happening, says Mikoto adding on some emotional information."
"Do you think they'll come up with another plan?"
"With the active unit gone, it seems they will switch over to fleeing, predicts Misaka. They do not have the remaining strength needed to carry a warhead of this size, so they will likely abandon the nuclear weapon, says Misaka as she listens to the communications."
"But just leaving them be could come back to bite us in the ass."
"A different faction of the Russian military seems to have come to that same conclusion. Special forces have surrounded those officers, says Misaka as she intercepts different communications. They will be stopping them with a special suppression strategy once they leave the building, reports Misaka."
"The special forces must not be heading into the building themselves because they don't want the officers to feel cornered enough to detonate the nuclear bomb. That isn't something that can be promptly detonated in a vehicle or something."
Mikoto pushed away the cloth and then pressed against the end of the shovel the Sister threw to her. It had been mounted on the body of a tank. Mikoto manipulated magnetism to smash the reinforced glass over the optical receiver.
"Then we just have to destroy the warhead's connectors."
After destroying the three points that connected to the computer, Mikoto turned back toward the Sister.
"Okay, all done. Now this warhead can't be used. Of course, that would change if someone put it in a different outer shell."
"The warhead alone weighs 2 tons, so it cannot be moved without a crane, predicts Misaka."
"Just in case, we should tell either the Russian authorities or Academy City about this spot."
For the moment, the problems surrounding the nuclear weapon had been resolved.
That was when things truly began.
Misaka Mikoto had not come to Russia to do something like that. She had come to meet up with that spiky-haired boy and punch him.
She spun around looking at her surroundings.
"You have the means of using all sorts of weapons installed in you, right?"
"If necessary, Misaka can also use the Misaka Network to acquire additional information, says Misaka as she discusses with the other Misakas how she should negotiate her part-time job wages."
"You can't get paid until you're in high school, so you're working for free."
"…Aren't you getting your priorities backwards?"
Mikoto pointed in a certain direction ignoring the Sister's mumbled words.
"I don't know if they were going to use it as a weapon or as a means of transportation, but there is a VTOL craft over there. Can't we use that to fly up to that fortress in the heavens?"