Infiltrating the Superhuman Training Girls’ School of the Republic of China!

It seems Tikhonov was being too playful and mischievous. Seeing no sign of being able to catch the Soviet colonel, the Chinese major changed her target, turned the hull towards us, and started pouring machine gun fire in my direction.

Ah, it hurts. I could withstand rifle bullets without much pain, but machine gun fire is indeed painful. It’s not that they don’t get blocked at all, but it’s not like I can perfectly block everything either…

“Holes, holes, there are holes!”

Julia Curoo, who was advancing forward while hiding behind me, screamed almost hysterically. I turned to her and asked,

“So, did you get hit?”

“No, not yet!”

“Then it’s fine, isn’t it!”

The incoming tank’s grenade was once again intercepted mid-flight by Catherine Duey shooting a flame. Thanks to Tikhonov’s hard fight and my shield, we somehow managed to move Julia Curoo to the front of the tank. Now, maybe this will work?

“Everyone, step back!”

At Curoo’s voice, Duey and I simultaneously jumped back. The moment the American model placed her hand on the tank’s hull, I could confirm that the organization’s description of her ability as ‘transforming into furniture’ was a ridiculous misunderstanding.

Suddenly, there were two Type 71 tanks. No, it would be more accurate to say that the woman who had been in front of our eyes had suddenly transformed into a tank.

“Uh, uh, Miss Curoo?”

I blinked, slowly backing away from the tank that had suddenly appeared before my eyes. Lieutenant Duey clenched her fist with an expression that said ‘This is how it should be’.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s me. I’m not affected by this guy’s ability, so I’m going to try to engage. Tank against tank is the best way to deal with it, right!”

What should I say, I thought it was a very American way of thinking. Tikhonov, who had been circling Zhou Lizhi’s tank on her bicycle, seemed to become interested in the American who had suddenly turned into a tank, and clapped her hands as she approached us.

“Yes, yes, this is it, this! Come on, blast her away, American!”

“Ah, that’s not possible!”

The tank’s radio crackled loudly. Originally, a tank’s radio is loud enough to be heard over the engine noise, so it wasn’t strange at all for the radio of the tank… should I call it Curoo? Anyway, the radio of the tank that Curoo had transformed into was making a thunderous sound.

“What do you mean it’s not possible…”

Catherine Duey tilted her head, seemingly not understanding. Curoo’s tank replied like this:

“I’ve transformed into a tank, but there’s no internal ammunition! Even if there was ammunition, I can’t load it by myself!”

“Huh? Then…”

“What on earth are you lot doing?”

Zhou Lizhi, who had been right in front of us, had somehow stuck her upper body out of the cupola again and was looking down at us. I looked back and forth between the two tanks and gave an awkward smile.

“Well, I’m not sure myself…”

“Urgh!”

Zhou was beyond words. Seeing the instructor’s tank turning its turret towards her, Curoo quickly reversed to get away from her, but of course, Zhou Lizhi’s firing was faster. The turret of the tank hit by the shell was completely penetrated, leaving a large hole.

“Is, is that thing alive?”

“For a normal tank, that would be considered completely destroyed… but the tracks are still moving. If the engine is alive, the ability user herself is alive, something like that?”

Tikhonov seemed more interested than shocked. Is that what it takes to be a colonel in the Red Army? Damn, I should probably reflect on myself for being genuinely shocked at that sight while being a CIA agent.

Well, if I were to immerse myself in the role of the ordinary college student ‘Shin Eun-young’, this might not be bad either…

“Ah… it hurts… it hurts!”

Julia Curoo’s voice was now not very clear, buried under the engine noise of the two tanks. Even so, it was certain that she was screaming in pain. It’s abnormal that she’s still moving after being hit directly by a 120mm smoothbore gun’s armor-piercing round at almost point-blank range.

“Hey, Eun-young.”

Catherine Duey tapped my shoulder. I turned to the lieutenant and shrugged.

“What is it?”

“I’m absolutely not going to intercept the next shell. Anyway, if it’s an armor-piercing round, the interception efficiency of my ability drops.”

“What do you mean…”

“You can do it, right? If I can do it, you can do it too, can’t you?”

For about one second, I couldn’t understand what she was saying. But as soon as I saw the Weapon Master adjusting the gun angle as if trying to completely disable Julia Curoo, I realized what the fire mage was ordering me to do. But no way… that’s impossible…

Ah, there’s one more person. Briar Churchill is getting up back there and holding her baton. But I’m uneasy. Even if Churchill, who was just sleep-talking after being caught in the explosion, gets up here, what can she do?

“It looks like the Maestro is starting to wake up. When she moves, throw it to me immediately. I’ll settle this.”

“Well, I’m not sure, but I understand, Lieutenant. Let’s give it a try.”

At that moment, Zhou Lizhi fired another armor-piercing round with a boom. I stretched out my hand slightly faster than the flash of the gun barrel, forming a shield wall made of duct tape between Zhou’s tank and Julia Curoo.

I felt the single shield wall made with my left hand being torn apart by the power of the tank gun, but the second tape shield I made by stretching out my right hand absorbed the power of the tank gun and caught the arrow-shaped projectile with adhesive. Good, no matter how strong the penetration power of the projectile is, it can’t overcome my ability. Now if I throw this over there…

Catherine Duey was running straight towards the tank, that is, Julia Curoo’s hull. It seems she’s planning to catch the end of this shell when I throw it towards the tank and do something with it.

“But what are you going to do with this after catching it!”

“Maestro!”

Catherine Duey grabbed the arrow-shaped projectile I threw with one hand and jumped onto Julia Curoo’s turret. Because the tank she climbed on was a living being, it opened its cupola wide and let the French lieutenant in without any special operation.

“Ah, this really feels weird!”

Curoo shouted loudly through the radio.

“Do you know how it feels to have someone else rummaging around inside your body?”

“Sorry, American, I’m a virgin so I don’t know that feeling yet.”

The Soviet colonel made a highly inappropriate joke without batting an eye. The American model turned tank burst out:

“That’s not what I meant, you commie!”

So Colonel Barbara Tikhonov had no experience with men. That was information I didn’t particularly want to know.

Far away, about 15 meters away, the Maestro was staggering. At that moment when I had no idea what Duey was trying to do with just the tip of the projectile without any gunpowder, the Maestro swung her baton down, and a cheerful musical sound rang out from inside the tank. Tikhonov widened her eyes and turned towards the Maestro.

“Impossible. Precise manipulation from this distance…”

And with a boom, Julia’s main gun spewed air. Not fire, but air. Briar Churchill, with unbelievable control and judgment, had shot only the arrow part of the tank shell that Duey had pushed into the gun barrel, using the principle of an air gun.

Strangely, the shell flew with a sound like a xylophone. And it hit Zhou Lizhi’s hull precisely…

Breaking one of its tracks.

“Huh?”

I instinctively made a dumb sound as soon as I saw the result of the grandly flying shell. No, well. Not hull penetration, not turret penetration, but track damage? In a real battle, it would be a great achievement, but this is still a bit…

“Ah.”

Zhou, who hadn’t been injured by the track damage because her upper body was exposed above the turret, looked down at the hull and smirked.

“Well, hmm. This hasn’t really made things more advantageous for you lot. At this close range, I can subdue all of you without even needing to move, can’t I?”

“Oh, goodness.”

This time, Catherine Duey stuck her face out of Julia Curoo’s turret and sighed.

“I’m sorry, everyone. I’m an infantry officer, so I have no connection with armored units!”

“No, after getting on so confidently? Now you’re saying you couldn’t do it because it’s not your specialty? Is that how it is?”

Barbara Tikhonov couldn’t hide her bewilderment either. Lieutenant Duey banged on the tank’s turret with her hand as if protesting.

“Ah, I thought I could do it because it was this!”

“Hey! Don’t hit my body like that, French!”

“Oh, I’m so sorry.”

“Well, that’s enough. It would be difficult to expect more than this from you lot.”

Zhou Lizhi, with a face that looked like all the steam had gone out of her, completely emerged from the tank turret.

“Let’s stop the welcome ceremony. By now, we should have roughly understood each other, and I think the meaning of the welcome event has been sufficiently fulfilled. There are quite a few who didn’t contribute at all and stayed quiet, but what can a powerless mere instructor do in front of such esteemed foreign students, right?”

I think if she really were a powerless mere instructor, she wouldn’t have been able to fire tank shells recklessly at the esteemed foreign students.