“It’s not like it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you… but I’m glad everyone’s okay. It seems like there are a few who are having trouble operating their gears.”

- Since they’re wearing the same gear, the Fallen friends seem to have a knack for making people look really creative. Thanks to that, I almost ended up turning into a snowman.

“You don’t look any different from a snowman now… well, enough joking. Can you proceed with the operation? If not, wait in the safe house.”

- The communication function and 3D map are still usable. The only thing is that the shield strength and body support function performance have dropped quite a bit compared to before, but there’s no problem deploying the operation.

“Then I believe it.”

Hartford, Northeastern US, late December, 2:32 AM. Ten green triangle markers indicating friendly forces blinked above the electronic control scope of the Titan that Olivia was aiming at.

I was worried, but fortunately, in this terrible weather, they successfully completed the insanely difficult operation of having to kill the Fallen Operator team, and not a single person was left behind.