Troop: Snow Owl

It's not about how kind I am or how much I want to be a hero. [Consciousness projection system starts. The frosty fabric scratched the outer armor of the rusty steel giant, and ice-blue fluorescence lit up from the gaps in the armor. The rust blocks that have accumulated over the years peel off in the dim light, revealing the base underneath that glows with a cold metallic sheen. [The consciousness projection rate is 78%...92%, Completed simultaneously. His vision suddenly widened. Three hundred and sixty degrees, the world without blind spots suddenly appeared in my mind. So, their eyes were also received. All kinds of people gathered under this machine. People huddled in corners. A person with an ashen face. Fortunately, I am surrounded by my family and looking at me. People who hold on to a little hope and refuse to give up. And, on the long steel bridge to board the cabin, there was a person who didn't want me to die. [The injection module is loaded and the energy level is low. It is recommended to limit the output power to 30%. Hope, despair. All kinds of gazes slowly tighten my heart, making it painful. [The Hunting Eye fire control radar module has been loaded and the ballistic calculation matrix is ​​running normally. It's not about how kind I am or how much I want to be a hero. [Outer feather armor armed self-test starts, please wait...] 5%... [Self-test failed. [Warning: 7 minor modules are in a critical state and 3 core modules have potential failures. But. They looked at me. So. "Medium-sized snowfield sniper special equipment, model ASII-0A0, codename Snow Owl." "Attack."