Editing City Series:Volume6c Chapter2 (section)

===Part 7===

Once the high-speed transport ship took an ascending trajectory, Heiliger saw something unbelievable.

The enemy suddenly opened the container positioned between the ship’s two hulls.

They were about 300 yards away with a height difference of about 50 yards, so they were very close.

“What are they doing now!?”

The helmsman hurriedly turned the wheel to take evasive action.

The ship more tilted than turned, but it was too late. They could not escape.

Just as they expected some kind of attack, something else flew out.

“!?”

No one on the bridge understood what they had just seen.

A motorcycle surrounded by a boxy frame had flown out. That much would have been a standard cargo drop off. They had done the same on German Air Force jobs a few times.

Except its parachutes failed to open. And…

“A woman!?”

They all saw the long blonde hair dancing within the frame.

But that wasn’t all.

After throwing out the framed blonde, the transport ship quickly reaccelerated while its container closed back up, but another figure slipped out through the closing door at the last second.

The figure was notably dark even in the shadows of the night. A black coat flapped like wings as the person flew out into the empty air.

It was a man.

“He’s got a machinegun!” shouted the navigator after seeing what the man held in his right hand.

At the same time, the young man in black raised his left arm. Like a magic trick, a white cloth spread out from his opened left hand and it spread further out behind him as he fell.

A massive white flower blossomed in the darkness.

It was a parachute. He was tugged backwards for just a moment as his falling speed was canceled out.

Then he let go.

He landed on the starboard deck of the aerial cruiser.

The falling frame full of blonde hair similarly landed on the port deck. The momentum of the launch and the ship’s rightward turn caused the frame to bounce and spin leftward across the deck, approaching the edge fast.

In that moment, Heiliger saw the girl in the frame illuminated by a searchlight.

She was screaming but not shutting her eyes.

Her right eye was brown and the left was blue.

“The Messiah is here!?” gasped Heiliger.