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.
As they rounded the corner, they were met with an unexpected sight—a lone elf, clad in dark, nondescript clothing, crouched behind the crates. The elf looked up, eyes wide with surprise, clearly not expecting to be found.
"Hands where I can see them!" Vincent barked, his rifle trained on the elf.
The elf hesitated for a split second before slowly raising his hands, his expression a mix of fear and resignation.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Vincent demanded, keeping his weapon steady.
The elf remained silent, his gaze shifting nervously between the team members.
Vincent took a step closer, his tone growing more authoritative. "It looks like my suspicion is right. The elves are really keeping tabs on us," Vincent finished.
The elf, still on his knees with his hands raised, finally spoke, his voice shaky. "I-I was only sent to observe. I mean no harm."