Riches and Bitches: I have a gate to an isekai and leveling-up system!

Chapter 285: Breaking point (5!!)

"Open fire."

The very moment the order rang in Willy's ears, he followed the standard procedure. His left hand moved up, securing the weapon's barrel in a firm, steady position. Then, his forefinger slipped over the safety, ensuring the gun was ready. Finally, following the slip, Willy's finger moved down the guard of the trigger before slipping inside...

And pulling the trigger down.

Bang.

The automatic rifle shook in Willy's gun as the low-caliber projectile hit the first target.

The victim didn't go flying. He didn't even lose his footing, only as little as stumbling a bit when a series of several bullets shot from all sorts of different angles suddenly found their way to his body.

Willy's target took a step forward, then another... And then suddenly spat out blood and fell down to his knees, dying before his face could even strike the ground.

'Next,' Willy thought, turning his whole body along with his gun.

Take aim, breathe out, and squeeze the trigger so that you won't know where the shot actually gets fired.

Glance if the gun reloaded itself properly, take aim, and squeeze the trigger.

Take a breath, fix a new target, take aim...

The automatic rifle continued to shake in Willy's hands as more and more of the uniformly dressed soldiers of this world fell to the ground, pierced by a huge number of bullets.

All over the battlefield, the same scenario continued to happen. Wherever the local allies of the employer appeared to struggle, Makary's men would come to the rescue in an extremely simple procedure.

Breathe in, take aim, breathe out, shoot, reload, repeat.

Kill all those who went inside the protective circle, kill those who keep the breach open, suppress those who try to reinforce the breaches, fill in the gap, and establish firing positions all over the protective circle of allied forces.

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While complex in its entirety, the procedure to which Makary's soldiers adhered was as simple as it could get when it came to its practical execution. In a sense, simplistic pragmatism was the very essence of the modern military, in spite of all the technological advances made since the times when such simplicity was warranted by one's extremely limited means.

Yet, out in the field where things could change in a matter of seconds, those pragmatic considerations laid the foundation for why turning the tides of the battle turned out to be so freaking simple if not outright easy. And pragmatic tactics in combination with dreadfully lethal guns...

"Front Squads, advance ten steps beyond the circle and secure the perimeter! I want a reinforced nest beyond the circle of our allies, spaced no more than twenty meters apart!"

This time, it wasn't the squad or even the platoon leader's voice that rang in Willy's ear. This time, it was Makary himself speaking in the familiar, low tone, as he passed the orders directly to the sum total of the troops that already crossed this magical gate to another world.

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"Things are going quite well," Makary muttered, more to himself than to me as he stared down at the sky-view of the ongoing battle displayed on the holographic projector table mounted on the inside of one of the commanding trucks.

Just like the entire military lingo was constructed to cut on the time it took to report, just like how the entire hierarchy served the same purpose, just like every tiniest aspect of how the modern military operated was aimed at increasing the flexibility and decreasing the time necessary to implement orders...

Just like all of those things, I decided to make my point as clear as possible, as quickly as possible.

"I have yet to hear a single complaint from the pilots of the Maglev we sent to suppress the princess," Makary's voice grew slightly fainter as a look of concern appeared on his face.

With the lingering smoke from when Makary's army made its entrance making it hard to see far into the air, it should still be possible for the two of us to look up and check on the Maglev in question... If not for the fact that we were currently locked inside the armored core of the commanding truck!

Still, if a Maglev were to go down, not even the thick armor of the commanding truck we were in would suffice to keep the effects of powerful electromagnetic discharge from affecting us.

"How are things on your end, guys?" Makary asked after pressing a series of buttons at the side of the holographic table.

"Executing the third pattern of movement, sir," the pilot's voice didn't have even the tiniest hint of distress or anxiety. "For now, we are guiding the target away from the battle, but..." the pilot hesitated for a second.

"Speak up," Makary, sensing that something was wrong, urged the man to continue.

"Sir, if I may..." This time, the pilot hesitated for real. "I have a feeling that she could bring us down if given enough time and room to work with. I've put the cannons on auto-tracking, but even with the AI optimization, we just cannot land a single damn shot!"

In the end, it wasn't the distress or anxiety that was the first emotion I'd heard in the pilot's voice.

It was merely a frustration of their hunt turning a lot more tricky than they anticipated.

"To think she could avoid a Maglev's barrage..." Makary muttered, keeping his thoughts collected enough to mute his mic before actually uttering even a single word. He then raised his eyes from the holograms and to my face. "Just who is she to do that?"

Responding in kind to Makary's intense stare, I considered all my options for a moment...

"She's a supreme, just like Fay's mom," I revealed while stealing a glance at the girl silently hanging on my arm. "And if not for Madam..." I recalled the sense of slight existential dread I got when I first met the woman.

And in an instant, a sense of overwhelming weakness assaulted my mind, nearly making me bend in half.

"If not for Madam, she would've likely killed us all by now," I revealed, only to feel Fay's hands tighten over my arm a bit. "And I believe she's the key to ending this war once we chase all of her troops out of the forest."

Throwing my opinion out, I then turned my eyes towards the holotable, unable to shake off the feeling of uneasiness that the mere thought of supremes gave me.

And looking down at the holotable... I couldn't help but think of just how many free experience points I was missing out on just because my system didn't consider me a part of the ongoing battle.

'Wait, if that's the case...'

"If you say so," Makary commented on my explanation in an empty way, more to buy himself some time to process it than to actively reveal his thoughts on the matter.

"Actually, I have one request for right now," I spoke out, forcing the man to raise his head from the holotable again.

"What is it?" Makary asked, slightly raising his eyebrows in response to my sudden request.

"I want to give everyone some sort of order they will all follow but one that won't affect their actions."