The Land of the Rising Sun Transfers to Another World

Chapter 141: The Survivors

I sincerely apologize for making you wait for 3 months. Work is as usual, but I've probably passed the toughest part... I think.

My posting frequency may be a bit slower than before, but I hope you will continue to support me from now on!

- ワイアード

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Nearly three hours had passed since the vanguard of the Owari Expeditionary Force's 3rd Air Force was destroyed, and three reconnaissance aircraft from the Lemurian Empire, the Cusrofo, were flying at an altitude of approximately 7.900 meters over the outer edge of the Land of Owari's border.

Their mission was to confirm the status and the battle situation of the lost vanguard.

The last communication came three hours ago... a voice, close to a scream, entered the communications control tower of the forward base, which could no longer be considered a report. Before the officer there could ask for a detailed report again, the communication was drowned out by the sound of an explosion, followed by static from a sandstorm.

'I can't think of anything that could have wiped them out...'

The pilot of the recon plane thought that it was unlikely for the proud Lemurian Empire to be defeated by a barbarian nation. However, for some reason, he felt an uneasy premonition in his chest.

"There's no response on the downward-range magical radar at the moment. Well, this area should be fine, as the vanguard was unharmed, so there's no problem."

His partner, the co-pilot, glanced at the search radar equipment and added a somewhat unnecessary comment.

"We have no response on our radar either."

The pilot continued the report. Information sharing was a basic fundamental.

"Hey, stop looking so gloomy. We're flying at an altitude of just under 8.000 meters. We won't be detected easily."

"I'm not worried about that. What I'm worried about is the vanguard fleet."

"Oh, your classmate was there, right? The Estrela pilot?"

"Yeah, a first-class one."

The pilot remembered his old friend. If he aimed to become Lemuria's ace, the pilot vowed to become a top reconnaissance flyer to support him. Of course, he also worried about the fleet and their comrades.

"We're almost at the inner edge. Don't let your guard down."

"Got it... Hm?"

His partner, staring intently at the radar's hemisphere display, suddenly spoke up.

"An object is approaching from the 10 o'clock direction! It's coming at supersonic speed! It's... a missi—"

At that moment, the magical radar at the forward base command tower ceased to show any response from all three recon planes.

This event finally alerted the forward base to the seriousness of the situation, but by then, it was too late. No one could have imagined the hell that was about to unfold.

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Half a day later...

Owari Expeditionary Force Forward Base Kaptaaze

This forward base was established for the purpose of conquering the Land of Owari. The 3rd Air Fleet of the Expeditionary Force was stationed here, and approximately 50.000 troops from the Army were also present.