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Attempt
#
123
:
The
migraines
that
had
started
after
about
fifty
loops
are
getting
worse
.
I
don
’
t
know
what
’
s
causing
them
.
The
painkillers
the
doctors
give
me
don
’
t
work
at
all
.
The
prospect
of
these
headaches
accompanying
me
into
every
battle
from
here
on
out
isn
’
t
doing
much
for
my
morale
.
KIA
sixty
-
one
minutes
from
start
of
battle
.
Attempt
#
154
:
Lose
consciousness
eighty
minutes
from
start
of
battle
.
I
don
’
t
die
,
but
I
’
m
still
caught
in
the
loop
.
Whatever
.
If
that
’
s
how
it
’
s
gonna
be
,
that
’
s
how
it
’
s
gonna
be
.
Attempt
#
158
:
I
’
ve
finally
mastered
the
tungsten
carbide
battle
axe
.
I
can
rip
through
a
Mimic
’
s
endoskeleton
with
a
flick
of
the
wrist
.
To
defeat
resilient
foes
,
mankind
developed
blades
that
vibrate
at
ultra
-
high
frequencies
,
pile
drivers
that
fire
spikes
at
velocities
of
fifteen
hundred
meters
per
second
,
and
explosive
melee
weapons
that
utilized
the
Monroe
Effect
.
But
projectile
weapons
ran
out
of
ammo
.
They
jammed
.
They
broke
down
.
If
you
struck
a
slender
blade
at
the
wrong
angle
,
it
would
shatter
.
And
so
Rita
Vrataski
reintroduced
war
to
the
simple
,
yet
highly
effective
,
axe
.
It
was
an
elegant
solution
.
Every
last
kilogram
-
meter
per
second
of
momentum
generated
by
the
Jacket
’
s
actuators
was
converted
to
pure
destructive
force
.
The
axe
might
bend
or
chip
,
but
its
utility
as
a
weapon
would
be
undiminished
.
In
battle
,
weapons
you
could
use
to
bludgeon
your
enemy
were
more
reliable
.
Weapons
that
had
been
honed
to
a
fine
edge
,
such
as
the
katana
,
would
cut
so
deep
they
’
d
get
wedged
in
your
enemy
’
s
body
and
you
couldn
’
t
pull
them
out
.
There
were
even
stories
of
warriors
who
dulled
their
blades
with
a
stone
before
battle
to
prevent
that
from
happening
.
Rita
’
s
axe
had
proven
its
worth
time
and
again
.
My
platoon
crawled
toward
the
northern
tip
of
Kotoiushi
Island
,
Jackets
in
sleep
mode
.
It
was
five
minutes
before
our
platoon
commander
would
give
the
signal
for
the
start
of
the
battle
.
No
matter
how
many
times
I
experienced
it
,
this
was
when
my
tension
ran
highest
.
I
could
see
why
Yonabaru
let
his
mouth
run
with
whatever
bullshit
came
out
.
