Anna isn't that unstable. She'd never hurt her comrades, and honestly? Her senses are so good that i don't think anything that happens in the simulators would set her berserk enough to either go out of control or forget herself and break the Simulater. Durga can see exactly that all that happens in there is jamming, and nothing more.
Cmon people, have a little trust. This univers isn't -5 where kicks to the feelz lurk behind every corner and plottwists are actively malicious.
... As this is a sim update, I'll go quote information for people who don't remember past events as well.
Massive quote box combo in spoilers
Flares of light announce incoming plasma and missiles. You analyse the attacks quickly, the plasma was far too low energy to weapon fire from a real Antagonist combat vehicle and the missile acceleration profiles were wrong. Durga marks the entire lot as decoys as you focus and try to find the real threat. You've never seen Antagonists go to such effort to construct elaborate fakes when they have always had the number to simply use actual units for any feint.
You are broken from your concentration when the low energy plasma bolts from the decoys rattle off your Impeller field. You eye the 'tanks' speculatively, shifting slightly to duck a 'missile' on instinct, those attacks were not anywhere near the real energy of an Antagonist tank cannon and anyone would have realised that by now, so why-
>1st Year Cadet Anna Sanchez hit by Antagonist Tank Battalions<
>Predicting negligible damage taken<
What- oh.
"Sanchez, if it takes too much concentration to maintain multiple weapon systems, dump some," calls out Shuri as she returns fire alongside Sandra, a glaringly bright white beam of high energy particles racing out to join Sandra's cannon fire and missiles.
"Sorry, I forgot this was a simulation," you say as your join in the returning fire, sending your own missiles soaring at the furthest tanks while shredding the closer ones with the hypervelocity cannon.
Durga flashes a notice to you as she detected tracking beams, again marking them as spoofing rather than actual rangefinders. You shake your head slightly and adjust your sensors to be less discriminatory. The lenses shift from the sullen red standby colour to the white blue of imminent discharge.
You'll Shift just before- wait no, you can't do that in the Simulation. Then you'll try use your Higgs engine for an emergency strafe- no actually you can't.
Hmm.
You scan the base, wondering if that was it, when Durga flashes an alert, her 'voice' sounding rather irritated. Pseudo Higgs engine reaction?
…What?
A Type 5 explodes out from a secondary shaft. Dark blue, flat and angular like a pre-Impact stealth bomber, a long segmented tail extended from its back and four limbs trailed outwards from under the main body. A brightly glowing sensor band on it's leading edge shone with amethyst light.
Ah. The simulator could not replicate the Higgs engine signatures output but it tried its best, which was apparently not up to Durga's standards.
The Type 5 turns away and immediately engages a pseudo- … it immediately engages its Higgs thrusters and burns towards the human lines, if it broke through to the incoming air transports, casualties would spike.
You raise your hand and every weapon you have speaks out to refute that possibility.
No important information. You dismiss the words and fire another scan, releasing a full spread of missiles down the tunnel simultaneously. The self guided projectiles angled towards the weapon emplacements further ahead, ahead even of the next flight up. Another sixty energy projectors erupt into fire and fragments, before the destroyed emplacements disappear without a trace from your sensors in a simply unnerving manner. You intensify your scanning for a moment before you remember that you were inside the simulator.
"Miss Sanchez, you will need to leave some targets to your flight mates and the Valkyries of the other flights. I would say leave most of them as you have no trouble at all with this exercise. If you always do so for them they won't learn to carry their own weight."
A private channel from the Instructor.
You almost instinctively refuse. You could protect your friends this time, this time, you will.
-teach them to take care of themselves-
You breath out a slightly shaky breath. No.
That wasn't right. You were not infallible. It would be cruel to force people to again depend on you as their only salvation.
Setsuna and Koujirou would eventually grow skilled enough to hold their own, your role was to accelerate their journey there. Doing too much for them would be counterproductive.
At this, you feel low intensity heat sources and other emissions sullenly flare up from all over the city. Instants later, a wall of jamming snarls your passive sensors before you get a clear picture of what was happening around you. You shake it off and your field cleans up as you adapt to the jamming patterns, the noise level was mild and there were no seeker signals hidden in it so you remain at normal alert. This was undirected jamming, used to cloak rather than attack, but habit ensures you condense your Impeller, widen your thruster ports, ready to dodge at a moments notice.
Several other cadets jerk in the air and look around, their engines revving up. A few tap at their helmets, hearing the jamming but apparently confused as to what it was and the majority seem completely oblivious to anything happening.
You hear active sensor pulses wash out from the sharper cadets and piggyback onto their signals to gain a clearer view of the surrounding environment.
"I see that some cadets have noticed that we are currently under jamming and have started Active Sweeping," says Instructor Meyer, "Squadron Four! Mark contacts on TACNET, verify as we fly. Everybody, double check IDs before confirming. The second circuit will be an automatically generated one through TACNET for a fire mission. The accuracy of the exercise will be marked as the entire squadron."
At the same time that Instructor Meyer explained the rules for the exercise, Instructor Leonhart sends you a private message, "Miss Sanchez, as with the exercises yesterday, I'm going to ask that you let the other Cadets hone their sensor capabilities. Would you keep your findings off TACNET and limit your emissions?"
"…Alright," you respond. It couldn't be helped you suppose, having another cadet fire upon a human position by accident would be a disaster and if they made such a mistake here, they could learn to avoid it on the actual battlefield.
"Anna, remember, this isn't real," the Instructor adds, before closing the channel.
…Right.
The Squadron sets off, somewhat raggedly at first, but quickly streamline into the flying wing practiced briefly yesterday.
As the Instructors asked, you maintain only passive sensors.
The cityscape was riddled with light combatants, AG Tanks and Infantry of various sorts scattered inside the ruined towers and on the partially flooded streets between them, facing against human infantry, small drones and scattered units of Tanks. The field of battle extended far beyond the center of the city and scattered elements clashed in the surrounding suburbs.
You watched from above as the battlefield played out and UN forces fought against the Antagonists.
Humans fought against Antagonist forces.
Humans fought against Antagonists.
Humans were under attack.
You hiss out a sharp breath as your weapons surge out of storage around you-
Small nudges brushed against your mind as the units you were watching were identified then marked friendly or otherwise on TACNET, reminding you that you were in class. In the simulator. Not out there.
You grit your teeth and hold fire, but keep your weapons extended however as you fly.
So she didn't even notice.
You response tersely.
>Sweeper 1: You would have hit humans.<
>Sweeper 4: What…? So?<
…
Your heavy particle projectors swing around and lock onto the threat-
So yeah Anna has to constantly remind herself and suppress her instincts to go 'Sim' she's gotten close to Vaping that one cadet if it wasn't for interruption by another one...
She's limited by the whole sim thing. And the thoughts of humans under attack by anything sets her into KILL THE THREAT MODE and then she has fight and go 'it's a sim'.
Anyway from what we've seen so far we don't need to show that it isn't a 'Game' the instructors have been doing a fairly good job at doing it so far... it's only been like 4 days in quest so far.
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