Omake - Recipes
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"All units are to immediately withdraw--"
Anna stood 10 feet in front of her foe as the battle went on around them. Well it was quieting down as the UN was currently in the process of a rapid withdraw.
Type 0 Class A Damocles stared back, looming over her. Its sudden appearance was the reason the UN was withdrawing.
Anna knew it was almost a certainty she was about to die.
...Still she had learned a thing or two from the Academy.
Anna teleported, not enough to stave off the impossible interdiction. Her right arm, right leg and ribcage were carved away by the Types insane weaponry.
Damn. Even as she teleported again, her medical suite was regenerating the massive injuries.
A heartbeat later, Damocles was about to impale her-
Anna dodged, but not quite enough. She grunted as a gigantic lance pierced her stomach.
Still, she grinned as blood flowed from her mouth, locking eyes with the enemy.
A thrum of higgs particles, and--
The teleport was complete.
Damocles screamed, a echo that shook the region for miles around. The Type 0 Class A antagonist began to tear at itself. Anna was sent flying into a new crater, crumpling into a bloody heap.
She watched as exotic matter and rivers of bread began to spill out of the Type Zero Class A's convulsing body.
There was so much bread.
Rye bread.
Whole wheat.
Baguettes--
The world returned as she heard the spike in coms-
"What in the actual fuck-"
"Cut the chatter-"
"Holyshit-"
"Wait is that bread coming outta it?"
"We need a medical evac for Coroner-"
"Stay focused we have a battle to win-
"Holy shit-"
"Thats fucking bread coming outta it!"
"I repeat Damocles is down! Damocles is down!-Ragnarok and Apocalypse squadrons move to sector-"
"Cool!"
There was a burst, and several squadrons teleported around Anna. Several medics did what they could to stabilize her, while Last Word began securing the perimeter and the remains of Damocles.
"H-how?" Vivas asked in stunned awe.
Anna looked up at her and shrugged. "I downloaded the recipes."