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He re-equipped his slightly torn and bloody hospital robe on and stored the two emptied cans away into the exosuit's back storage compartment.

「 So, now what? 」

.....

Nuel was already formulating a plan to complete the mission event from the Estama's side, instead of the army's - and score large amounts of Contribution Points, .

「 Staying with the army for this mission would restrict me so much... 」

「 ...and not to mention I would have to abandon the for a combat vest if I join under the military... 」

「 ...considering the chaos and casualties caused by the f**king Wraith earlier, I think it's safe to assume that the army would be too busy to search for missing people... 」

「 ...the Wraith did spawn from one of the facility survivors in the Medical Bay - hope the doctor's okay though- 」

「 ...I'm sure I can sneak out undetected when we reach there... 」

「 ...I just need a map- 」

With the visor of the exosuit's helmet opened, he began accessing the computer terminal by swiping and scrolling at the touchscreen display.

「 ...no, not this. Strategic layout, nah. Field plan, no... 」

「 ...Lower deck floor pla-, yes, this is it!!! 」

Nuel selected the file labeled and proceeded to download the file over to his exosuit's internal computer via wireless transfer.

12 seconds left to complete transfer.

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2 seconds left.

1 second left to complete transfer.

File transfer is completed.

「 Ok, then... 」

Nuel pulled the helmet's visor down and opened up the downloaded map file.

It took a while or so for the map file to be properly processed and rendered - the outdated computer system of the ancient suit was really showing its 'ancient charm' here!

Then finally, the map image appeared on the inside of his visor screen.

「 ...I'm right here...and opposite would be storage rooms...and further down the corridor here is where the Wraith was... 」

「 ...at the bottom here is the Main Assembly area, and the exit... 」

「 ...ah, this here would be good, at least until for the next, uhh, ten minutes...? Then, I just need to secure the exhaust duct and escape just right before the Bastion hunkers down... 」

Nuel switched the visor-displayed map 'OFF' and peered his head out of the IRC's sliding door.

Slowly, he spread his 'sight' via the - albeit it was severely impeded inside the - and began scouting ahead along the corridor, all the while with his up.

His destination; the .