fmp como ch03a [b-t], Light Novel, Full Metal Panic, 3. Continuing On My Own
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Full Metal Panic!
Continuing On My Own
Story: Shouji Gatou
Illustrations: Douji Shiki
Chapter Three, Part A
January 22, 2006
Translator’s Forward:
So, here we go, finally continuing with this story. I don’t plan on any more six-month waits
between chapters for the rest of this book, but again, please be patient with the releases. I know
this story is extremely engaging, and I promise you, it only gets better from here on out; but I can’t
spit these out every week. I just wanted to state a few notes, first:
1.
I usually wouldn’t put this here, but we are still looking for translators willing to work on
other FMP novels and short stories. We are willing to give anyone who wants a shot a try,
but you must remember that there are no pictures, so a good understanding and reading
ability of Japanese is required, as there is nothing to give context clues. Also, fluency in
English is a must! If you think you can meet these requirements, email us at
.
2.
Please check the Full Metal Panic Novels project page before asking about http links... if the
link hasn’t been posted yet, try the mirror links. If you cannot find any http links, that
means the only way of getting the file is in our IRC channel. I mention this because people
asking us over and over again where to find the downloads is a bit trying. Please, do some
research first ^^
3.
Another question I get asked: where can I find the original novels? I get all of my novels
from
They do have an English interface, but I don’t know how
inclusive it is.
4.
The next novel in the series is called “Moeru (Burning) One Man Force”, and it comes out
in book form this month. For those wondering, yes, I do have every intention of translating
that book after this one.
I guess that’s it for now. Stay tuned for future releases ^^
~Brandi
Chapter 3: Damage Control
Sergeant Kurz Weber was helping with putting out fires on "Path 0", which ran through the
middle of the Merida Island Base.
Since he had been out jogging when the air raid had started, he was still wearing a sweat
suit. He was wearing one of the oxygen masks that had been equipped around the base, and using
an adze to remove obstacles, he was busy pulling casualties out from underneath the steel
framework. He was drenched from head to toe by the ocean water unloaded by groups fighting the
fires.
Angry rebukes and reprimands were being tossed back and forth. The lights were out, and
the dim passageways were draped in clouds of water vapor. Water poured down in torrents from
the ceiling, and he could barely see five meters in front of him.
Kurz carried a casualty over to a waiting medic.
"Second degree burns on his right arm! He didn't breathe in any smoke, and he's conscious!
He said his right ankle hurts!"
"Thank you, Sergeant!"
The wounded man was carried away on a stretcher.
Kurz took the mask, inhaled the stuffy air and coughed a few times.
"...damn, this is a hell of a way to wake someone up."
He tried one of the cell phones for internal use on the base. Thankfully, the lines were still
working. When he tried to call the leader of the SRT, Clouzot was in the middle of a call; so he
called the second-in-command, Second Lieutenant Melissa Mao, and got through.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah."
"Three enemy Behemoths are coming. Hangar number three. ASAP."
"Roger."
With just that concise exchange, they hung up. He was to meet up with her as soon as
possible in hanger number three, where the main force of their unit, the M9 Gernsbacks, were kept.
They were both professionals. There was no need to show concern for the other's welfare or be
happy that the other was okay. A detailed explanation of the situation could come later, too.
However-
"Did she say three Behemoths?"
Those huge ASes? Three of them?
How on earth were they going to fight those?
Hadn't missiles and 7mm bullets been useless against that giant?
The memory of the battle a half-a-year earlier in Ariake, Tokyo, came to Kurz's mind. An
entire unit of self-defense ASes had been helpless before the Behemoth. The only one who had
been able to oppose it had been Sousuke's Arbalest- because it was equipped with a lambda driver.
Even given that, it had been a severely close fight.
And now, neither the Arbalest nor Sousuke were here.
He ran to hanger number three, where everyone was already running around, making pre-
battle preparations.
"Isn't the transfer armor for three done yet!?"
"Not yet!"
"Get it done now and perform a complete check! You can go ahead and skip up to protocol
C!"
"Roger!"
"You idiot! There! Carry the 40mm bullets over there!"
"Huh? But-"
"Ahh, damn it, didn't you listen!? All GEC is loading in the second spot!!"
The company commander of maintenance, Lieutenant Sacks, was yelling here and there at
his subordinates. Even though the hangar had escaped damage from the air raid, the lights were on
emergency settings. Through the dim red lighting, the M9 Gernsbacks, which were still connected
to power cables, let out a low, propulsion sound.
"Sorry I'm late!"
The AS pilots were gathered in one corner of the hangar. Including the pilots of the old
M6es, there was a total of 18 of them. They were in front of a whiteboard covered in dregs of ink.
Just like Kurz, everyone was dressed in what they just happened to be wearing at the time.
Melissa Mao, who had slipped into the clothes of a commissioned officer- the khaki-colored skirt
and blouse like Tessa wore- had a difficult look on her face. It was not her usual field clothing.
More than likely, she had been doing paperwork earlier. Since her promotion to Second
Lieutenant, she had been wearing the uniform of a female commissioned officer more often.
"You here!? Attention!" Mao shouted in a not so very elegant fashion. Then Clouzot, who
was dressed in his field clothes and looking a little worn-out, probably because he had been up all
night, moved out in front of the dirty white board.
"It would be useless to refute with a 'maybe', wouldn't it?" the Lieutenant, a Canadian of
African-descent, replied. "Amalgam has mounted a general attack. They have more power than we
expected. There are three Behemoths approaching from area G2. In 40 minutes, this base will be
in firing range of their rifles."
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