Third Death Row Series: According to God, Death Is Salvation and Killing Is a Good Deed. The Source Is Me. - Chapter 4
- Third Death Row Series: According to God, Death Is Salvation and Killing Is a Good Deed. The Source Is Me.
- Chapter 4 - Tactician Operations
Translator: MadHatter Editor: MadHatter
“A few minutes ago, we succeeded in blowing up Uranus Hill, which resulted in the elimination of the enemy medium-sized force that had been occupying the area.”
While giving her response in the Operations Control Room, Brownie’s countenance was complicated. She, nevertheless, desecrated the Aether God’s sacred place by blowing it up personally. Even I, who was less devout than many around me, felt guilty before God.
He obviously didn’t seem to mind, though, and gave a nod of satisfaction.
He then proceeded to the table where the map was to be placed, prefacing his words with, “I have a proposition regarding the tactics we are going to employ.” All of the attendees peered at the map with skeptical looks on their faces.
“The other party has had their fair share of damage from this operation. However, they likewise grasp the significance of Uranus Hill as a base of operations. Until now, we have mainly been conducting guerrilla warfare in the forests with Uranus Hill as our ‘eye,’ but if Uranus Hill is lost, things will become more challenging. Therefore, I believe that it is time for our army to go on the offensive.”
“Offensive? Not to defend Uranus Hill?”
As I interpreted the remarks of Major Nalaz, the lone middle-aged guy in the room, the young man nodded solemnly.
“Yes. The battles so far have proven that Zaghir’s forces are superior to ours. In my estimation, even if we deployed the maximum force we could use at present on Uranus Hill, I have concluded that the prospects of victory would be slim if the Zaghir army utilized its maximum power against us would be slim. In such a situation, we wouldn’t have an alternative but to go on the offensive.”
A thought occurred to me as I was interpreting.
Lieutenant Colonel Brownie interrupted me, perhaps having the same question as mine.
“Wait a minute. Your way of thinking is irrational. Even if your analysis is accurate, engaging them elsewhere would only serve the situation worse if we can’t defeat them at Uranus, the best place to intercept them.”
That was true. Uranus Hill was the highest spot in the vicinity, and the forest that surrounded it was a plain with a clear view devoid of towering trees. Furthermore, the so-called natural fortress that was both challenging to assault and simple to defend was also created by the fact that the back of the hill constituted a precipice that, with rare exceptions, not even a spirit knight could climb over.
A battle there, according to the young man, would lead in our defeat, but where else should we engage in combat?
Taking the piece representing his army’s strength placed on the map, he moved it to Uranus Hill. Roughly half of the forces from the forest and from the outposts deployed around it will be concentrated on the Uranus Hill.
“H-Hold on! The defense of Uranus is certainly vital, but if we concentrate our forces too tightly, we risk being overwhelmed by the neighboring areas! That would be a complete catastrophe!”
Major Gowes, Brownie’s close aide, sneered at him, but he simply replied with a smile.
“No, that’s not a problem. The majority of those gathered here will be spirit knights with at least E-class spirit armament, wounded soldiers, and slave boys who are out of the line of fire due to injuries. There is no issue if we bring these soldiers here since they were never part of the war capabilities. All we have to do is make them believe we are focusing our efforts on Uranus.
What was this man saying out of the blue!
I looked at his face astonished, yet there was the ever-present gentle smile on his face.
“Second Lieutenant, interpret for me.”
She urged me to continue what he had said and, as I did, the Operations Control Room erupted in indignant screams.
“Stop messing around! You can’t intercept them with a bunch of soldiers like that!”
“I suppose you’re right. So, as I mentioned at the outset, we are going on the offensive. The other side will surely take a bite out of Uranus if we concentrate a ‘well-developed’ force that is capable of conquering it. From their vantage point, once Uranus is defeated, the base is already right under their noses. Even if they were to pass through Uranus, all they would have to do is to draw on the forces already in place at Uranus and have them become their ‘eyes’.”
They would at least be able to accomplish that.
For some reason, I felt those words rippling into the recesses of my body. A dark, murky feeling of abhorrence boiled up from the depths of my heart.
“What do you think soldiers are!”
I felt a little better after hearing Brownie’s typically frightening yell, which now came across as cool and dignified.
“Soldiers, even wounded ones, are our fellow countrymen! And you want to use them as bait!”
“Even if they are wounded, they are our precious comrades! And you want to use them as bait?”
I concentrated on controlling my emotions so they wouldn’t come through in my interpretation.
The young man listened attentively to what I was saying, and while I was giving him a few words, a mysterious black light was still sparkling bewitchingly in his eyes.
“I can relate to how you feel. But if they succeed in breaking through here, we’re already doomed. The injured troops entered the war zone to defend their own country in the first place; therefore, even if they perished here, they would have been prepared to die. The same would apply to soldiers who are not injured.”
“But they are not fighting to die! You can make such a claim since you have never seen an actual battlefield and are only familiar with war on a map!”
He lifted the corners of his lips mildly enough for me to perceive I conveyed what Brownie’s outrage meant. Did he chuckle?
He then expressed even greater incredulity.
“…Indeed, you are right. When we are able to effectively ambush the main camp at Zaghir’s military base, let’s send out a force that will buy us enough time to defend Uranus. However, as you can see from the map, there are no spare areas to send troops to defend as every battleground is close by—except for here.”
Extending his baton, the young man circled the base, “Uranus Defense Base,” which was located further up the hill, beyond Uranus Hill.
“All of you here were great soldiers who have been familiar with the actual battlefield, right?”
I could feel my face twitching. The same was true for all of them after I delivered his words in a wavering tone.
Only one person, Brownie, nodded with a mystified look on her face.
“I see… so you have a trick… in other words, you are saying that you want to defend Uranus with all of us here?”
“Yes, that is correct.”
“―I get it. I will accept your proposition.”
“―Incidentally, you yourself are of course a part of this operation, right?”
Brownie’s voice was searingly frigid and razor-sharp, seeming as though it would rip him apart.
But the one who faced the frigid sword responded without a second thought.
“Yes. That is only a matter of course. Together with Thilia.”
“Second Lieutenant, interpret for me.”
The way the measures have evolved has become rather absurd.
Check out the series: First Death Row Series: Results of Psychopathology Diagnosis of Kanaki Taiga, Second Death Row Series: A Death Row Convict Teaches at a School of Magic, Third Death Row Series: According to God, Death Is Salvation and Killing Is a Good Deed. The Source Is Me.
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