Vincent Strider was a gun for hire who made a living by killing whoever it was his clients wanted dead. But during one mission, he died in a fierce gunfight. However, death was not the end for him. Vincent found himself reincarnated in another world, facing a floating interface that flickered before his eyes. [Synchronizing Host!] [Military System initializing.] Vincent found out that in this system he received, he can summon soldiers, tanks, aircrafts, and even warships! This is going to be exhilarating.
The dust settled slowly, the dense fog around the Broken Cliffs beginning to swirl with the aftermath of the missile strike. The echo of the explosion lingered in the air, mingling with the distant crash of the waves below. For a moment, there was nothing but silence—no laughter, no taunts, just the quiet hum of Vincent's earpiece as the team waited for confirmation.
"Commander, direct hit on the target," came the crisp report from Reaper-1's operator through Vincent's headset. "Heat signature disrupted, but... there's still movement down there."
Vincent's jaw tightened as he glanced over the shattered landscape. The area where the Demon Lord had stood was now a smoldering crater, debris scattered like confetti. Yet, deep down, Vincent knew it wouldn't be that simple. He turned to Marcus, who was peeking out from behind a jagged rock formation, his eyes scanning the smoke-filled clearing.