Someone is at the door.
Z: Madam Vice President.
Holding a chess piece of bishop in her hand, Constantine doesn't even bother to look up.
Constantine: Come in.
Z: Here is the monthly department report.
Constantine: Any news I shouldn't miss?
Z: The mainstream media in Europe are on our side and have no extra coverage on the issue. In fact, as long as there is no tangible evidence, they won't act upon this rashly.
Z: The "Storm" ... hasn't come to this era yet.
Z: For most of the people, what Manus Vindictae has said in their pamphlets is totally unfounded and ludicrous.
Constantine gets on her feet.
Constantine: They have been making quite a scene here and there, as I heard.
Z: Yes. Residents nearby have all received their pamphlets. Even the SPDM (School of Primary Defense of Mankind) has reported some cases.
Z: Affected by the time reversion, our manpower and resources have become much less than before. It will take us a long time to complete the city-wide air defense system.
Constantine: Were these pamphlets airdropped?
Z: Yes, most of them were.
Constantine: Give me the visual of the "ariel carriers" of Manus Vindictae.
Z: These are Olitiaus. Their sizes are about four to six feet, covered mostly in black.
Z: They have a similar appearance to manta rays and have good manoeuvrability and explosive power.
Constantine: Olitiau 04. This type of Olitiau has limited operation range and cannot take a long-haul. They are too dependent on the water.
Z: Indeed. According to our report, they usually leave after a three-hour hovering every day.
Constantine: Heh-heh ...
Constantine: Ms. Z, where do you see fit for this bishop ...?
Z: Hmm ...
Z: I think it should go to b5.
Constantine: Yes, I thought the same.
Constantine: Olitiaus are highly adequate for low-altitude aerial reconnaissance surveys. But they are only found in the southern part of Cameroon and difficult to capture. It is a very rare arcane species.
Constantine: Sending these many Olitiaus on such short notice ... I would presume Manus Vindictae has already established a command post somewhere nearby.
Z: I don't see how this is helpful. As they said themselves, the "Storm" is coming ...
Constantine: What do you say if this new command post of theirs, like our headquarters ...
Constantine: is a building that will not be affected by the "Storm"?
Z: ...!
Z: They need to make sure that Olitiaus won't be affected by the "Storm" ...
Constantine: I think you know what to do, Ms. Z.
Z: Take over the initiative, find their location.
Constantine: Exactly. Send a scout squad to follow the Olitiaus and get the others to search in the water catchment areas within 100 miles from here.
Constantine: We are going behind their front lines, just like this bishop ...
Z: I will forward these to the Secretary of the Army.
Constantine: Make a copy to the Pax House as well.
Z: ... Copy that.
Z: What about the school's air defense?
Z: There have been rumors in school. I'm worried the students might be affected.
Constantine: Send Zeno's air force trainees to the school.
Z: Affirmative. Olitiaus are crafty creatures. I will pick those who are equipped with field experience.
Constantine does not respond.
She stares at the black king on the board and broods.
Constantine: sighs We are leading ourselves into a death trap ...
Constantine: We need someone to forecast the "Storm."
???: Hah ...! Finally got to let my baby Su-01ве out for a ride. It feels right!
Lazy laughter comes from above.
???: This is where they train those little lab rats?
???: Uh-huh. Five canteens ... Way better than that stupid Zeno!
Airforce Trainee: Oi, Lilya! We don't have the signal yet. You must NOT take off!
Airforce Trainee: Get down here, now!
Lilya: Nobody cares, dude. There will always be a signal.
Lilya: Either you move your ass ... or swallow my exhaust! Haha!
She leaves like a wind.
Airforce Trainee: This is outrageous. For once I forgot my rabbit's foot and I got assigned to team up with her ...
He looks at the lookout tower from a distance. Behind him, danger approaches and yet he has no idea.
Olitiaus, two of them, are charging towards him from his blind spots.
Lilya: Andrew, head down!!
Airforce Trainee: What ...?!
As soon as Andrew lowers his head, Lilya's Su-01ве rips the Olitiaus' abdominals with a swift and clean cut.
Airforce Trainee: Watch where you go! You gonna slice my head off if I weren't quick enough!
Lilya: Shut up and take your broom.
Lilya: See those dark "bats" there?
Lilya: Let's see who come back with more trophies.
Lilya: Loser loser, vodka coaster!
Airforce Trainee: Oi, hey ... Wait up!
