And as it says at the end of the passage,
critique of this work by German poet, Friedrich von Schiller…
Give me a break, Mr. Yamamoto!
You've called me every week!
What the hell are you trying to do here, work me to death?
So sorry, Yu.
But they say it's really urgent.
And you're all that we've got.
I have to go to headquarters for other business now.
So someone else is going to have to brief you on this mission.
No, I've missed way too much school as it is.
If I take more time off, they're going to hold me back!
Oh well, I thought you already gave up on moving to the next grade.
Of course not! But if I do fail, it's all your fault!
Okay, okay.
And after this job wraps up, I'll get you a special tutor at ARCAM.
Do the briefing while you're in the helicopter.
-I'm counting on you. Bye! -Mr. Yamamoto, no, I can't. I…
Damn it!
Oh?
What reason could you possibly have for leaving early today, Yu Ominae?
Uh, well, I…
Yeah, I've got a stomachache, so I…
Yeah, right.
Ominae, have you given up on school?
No, of course I haven't!
Honestly, why is everyone so worried--
Hm?
Mm…
Hey, Okabe, what's going on?
This Friday, please come to school.
Huh? What did you say?
Um, this Friday, please… Please come to school, okay?
What's going on with her?
You didn't hear? Okabe is changing schools after this week.
So what's Friday?
Typical from the eternal truant.
The sports festival. Okabe wants you there.
And that means that you had better be there!
The what?
Say you'll come for Okabe at least.
Come on, she's on the festival committee and it's her last day.
Yeah, but I have a thing.
I don't care how you do it. Just be there!
Please come for Okabe.
Fine, I'll be there. Right. When is it again?
We just said it's on Friday.
You could look at the school event's calendar for once.
Yeah, I can make that work.
All right.
I'll be at your sports festival thing.
I might be a little bit late though.
So put me on the anchor leg of the relay.
Sure.
You show up late and I'll kill you.
Yeah, yeah. I can make it work. I can make it…
You gotta be kidding!
Would've been nice to know about this in the briefing, Director!
Of all the times, the Berserker shows up now!
Here, there is a single plate.
The message it carries is a warning to us in the present.
From an advanced ancient civilization
that grew too advanced
and was destroyed.
This is their message.
"Protect our heritage from the wicked."
Trusting in this message, one organization strives
to keep the advanced ancient civilization sealed away.
The special operatives of that organization are called
"Spriggan."
BERSERKER
You've done it, Professor Mauser.
This might prove our extraterrestrial archaeology theory.
It's an incredible artifact.
Indeed!
It's a wonder built by an ancient civilization.
Unrecorded to the history of humanity.
With knowledge far superior to our own.
They created the OOPArt that we shall now resurrect.
I dislike relying on military assistance.
But today, we shall rewrite history is nigh.
Scorpion has identified the target OOPArts.
We predict that the enemy is going to move the target
using a large aircraft carrier.
At present, unit Bravo is engaging the enemy at Point 1-4,
600 meters from the airbase.
The enemy is putting up a strong resistance.
Units Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie
are all struggling to get any closer to the base.
This is Bravo leader to Sierra 1-9.
We're under heavy fire and unable to get closer to the target.
Change plan from Veloz to Sfera.
Sierra 1-9, break through the perimeter from route Charlie
and move to the enemy facility immediately.
That's easier said than done.
You think I'm sitting here just for kicks?
Damn it.
Now they've deployed a sniper team in the area.
Even with the Armored Muscle Suit,
if I miss a step out there, I'm gonna take one in the head for sure.
Man, I really don't have time for this today!
OP Red, Yellow is breached.
Hold the line back. Move southwest.
Pack up the observation here, quickly!
Who is that guy?
Whoever the hell he is, he's gotten through our formation.
Is that… Could it really be him?
It's him. The S-rank ARCAM agent, Yu Ominae.
That's him?
That's Ominae?
Wait. We weren't informed ARCAM'd send a Spriggan out here.
Just what the hell is in that freaking container?
I haven't been told any specifics either.
But now, it looks to me like the SIS is involved.
What, MI6?
On the surface, ARCAM's mission is the preservation
of the world's historical artifacts.
But I hear underneath that, they get foundation support
to dig up OOPArts with technology far surpassing our own
and seal them away.
So if ARCAM has sent a Spriggan out here,
there's probably a relic of an ancient civilization nearby.
Screw the guys up top,
making us deal with moving this damn thing.
Orders from the CO.
New takeoff time, Atlas wheels up, 0430.
Mm.
Evacuate the wounded and then, regroup.
Work with the base guard team, and drive the Spriggan to Point K.
Eliminate anyone who even gets close to the runway.
SAS on my honor, we're gonna bury them!
Yes, sir!
This is Angel 2-1 to Sierra 1-9.
We detected the heat signature from the plane carrying the target.
They're planning on taking it back to the UK.
Prevent the plane from taking off and retrieve the target.
I repeat, retrieve the target.
Yeah, I heard you the first time!
Stay down!
Concentrate your fire power.
Team Two, circle around inside!
These bastards! They're destroying the natural environment here.
Shit!
Fire!
-Got it! -Nice shot!
What?
How many more? How many more are you gonna make me kill?
Get out of here.
Get the hell out of here! I won't say it again!
Control Tower, this is Atlas 0-1.
Requesting clearance for takeoff.
Atlas 0-1, enter runway 1-2 via taxiway A-3.
Wind 1-5-0 above the runway at nine knots.
Dammit!
The cargo plane is in the final stages of takeoff
on the northwest runway.
Sierra 1-9, infiltrate the plane and retrieve the target.
There's no time!
I got to stop it from taking off!
Sierra 1-9 to Angel 2-1.
I was unable to retrieve the target.
Send me a chopper now, I'll catch them.
Roger that.
LZ is at Point 4-0.
They'll reach you in 15 minutes.
Damn!
Is this a joke?
But we're the ones who excavated the OOPArts out there!
Surrendering them all to the military was not part of the deal!
Lieutenant Colonel Clemente--
I appreciate your concerns, Professor Mauser.
Please understand that we're endeavoring to help.
You call this help?
The object in question
has already garnered too much international interest.
And if we had not retrieved it when we did,
it would have been stolen by ARCAM.
I do understand you suffered your own losses.
But anyway, Professor Mauser,
did you really imagine we would allow your extraterrestrial archeology theory
to be made public?
We can't have our citizens panic by unnecessary information, can we?
You all just want to use the OOPArts
to further the military shady business deals.
You're all fools who can't see their true value!
Perhaps you should keep in mind,
us fools are also the ones providing you with facilities.
Excuse me, the object is ready for analysis, Lieutenant Colonel.
Very well.
Professor, will you be joining us?
The high voltage fence, textbook,
and they've got the whole place covered by an infrared laser security system.
Come on. All that money and this is the best you could do?
All right, let's figure out the best way to sneak in.
Hm? Lieutenant Colonel Maria Clemente…
top of your class at MIT
and got your Ph.D. at only 20.
You're a true genius of mechanical engineering.
I never thought I'd see you become a common military tech specialist.
The research I do here is for the peace and safety of my country.
Besides, no sponsor has better perks than the military.
Lieutenant Colonel, some preliminary data.
Rough calculation showed the casing
has at least four times the Vickers hardness of silicon carbide.
It won't allow us to scan any of the interior.
It's a metal we've never seen before.
That's on par with the diamond.
However, we still know it to be some sort of alloy, right?
Go ahead and run a current through it as planned,
and measure its resistance.
What? S-Stop!
That is a new discovery that could revolutionize archeological research.
If you damage--
We have one objective here, Professor.
We find out what that thing is and we do it quickly.
-Huh? -If it's really all that fragile,
then it's of no worth to you either.
I've had it! I'm not going to let you carry on this way!
Now, return it!
Sorry. These are DIS orders. They're top priority.
Therefore, your opinions on this subject are irrelevant.
If you wish to remain and observe, that is acceptable.
How dare you…
Inducing current.
No change in electrical resistance.
Raising voltage.
-What happened? -I… I don't know.
The resistance suddenly dropped to zero!
What happened? I can't see the object!
Wait, check for contamination!
Hey, look!
What is that?
Was it alive?
No, it's not alive!
It's… It's…
a robot!
Well, would you look at that?
Oh, this is just astounding.
Do you see this?
Our dream for all these years!
The science of the old world.
Now before our very eyes, it lives again!
What is its power source? Its energy?
There's so much I want to know, questions I need to ask.
Did their power just cut out?
Great.
Well, here we go.
These guys weren't killed with normal weapons.
Not a single one of them bled.
Looks like their wounds were burned and carbonized.
Bunch of morons. They activated it.
Hm?
Oh, Lieutenant Colonel. I'm impressed you got out in that state.
Let go, you damn Spriggan!
Ding-ding-ding, that's me.
But I don't have time to entertain you right now.
Where is it?
Now that it's active, we have to stop it fast before things get worse.
Run now!
Yeah, I know.
This thing. Its laser is hot.
Hotter than Armored Muscle Suit's max temperature resistance.
So tell me what happened?
Did you kill it?
Like hell I did.
Watch this.
You get it now?
Not one of your weapons will even stand a chance against this thing.
So I suggest you run, now.
It's gonna kill everyone.
Spriggan, you're not thinking about fighting that thing alone, are you?
Obviously. I mean, that is why I'm here.
You stupid kid.
-Huh? -At least keep it distracted
before you die.
In the meantime, we'll gather our forces and prepare to strike at it.
Wait, what?
That's stupid. Use that time to escape!
Get out now!
My Orichalcum knife and your armor.
Which one is stronger?
Let's find out!
It pierced it!
My knife!
Damn it!
You bastard!
Go to hell!
That should keep it immobilized for a while.
Huh?
Are you kidding?
The target is in C Block!
We have to surround it!
What is that?
It can't be.
That's why I told you to get out of here.
You're really alive?
I'm pretty sure I gave you a clear warning.
Not to say I told you so, but here we are.
What on earth is that thing?
A weapon for war.
From the ancient times.
Really?
Wars fought around the world long ago
became stories in the end, passed down as text.
Genesis, the Mahabharata…
many weapons appear in those stories.
Devices identical to modern weaponry like missiles and tanks.
This thing is a weapon made during that period.
Created using ancient technology, the ultimate war machine.
ARCAM came up with a name for this violent thing…
Berserker.
In my opinion, you and this Berserker are exactly the same.
Just how many people have you let die
in the name of protecting these ancient weapons?
Regardless, that thing cannot be allowed to leave the base.
No matter the losses, it is our duty to stop it.
You're talking like that now?
I'm sure ARCAM must've warned you, told you how dangerous this is.
What are you talking about?
Everything is about putting your country first now.
Am I right?
Let me make just one thing clear for you.
The Berserker is not the scariest part.
The scariest part is the minds of those who created it.
So how do we stop it?
Damned if I know. You think of something.
Oh, man. Well, you're hopeless.
Give me information, then.
Unless you want more people dead, I need the base's blueprints.
What are you planning?
The Berserker has a built-in self-destruct.
Self-destruct?
ARCAM sealed it away once already,
but it self-destructed and destroyed the whole facility.
This time we've got to hit it before that happens.
Are you serious? You're really going to fight it again?
What's this? You're feeling concerned for a Berserker?
No, I didn't say that!
Anyway, there's a promise that I need to keep.
And I guess there's no time like the present.
A promise?
My school and my class mean a lot.
Maybe it's sentimental, but I really like being there.
At school, I'm not a Spriggan, I'm just Yu Ominae.
It's the only place I get to be normal.
I told my friends I'd be there and I can't break my promise to them.
Because if I'm not true to my word,
then I really am no better than a Berserker.
A war machine beyond saving.
And besides, I wanna treasure the time I have at school, as much as I'm able to.
I'd like to be an angsty teenager while I can.
An angsty teenager?
What's so funny about that?
I just never imagined that the infamous Spriggan, Yu Ominae,
would turn out to be such a sweet kid.
Is that a problem?
Hurry up and show me the damn base's layout.
Okay, okay. I'm doing it. There's no need to yell.
Bingo.
This'll give me the perfect angle.
The nuclear bunker in D Block, level B-4
I'll lure it in there.
Then, I'll blast through the ceiling of the bunker,
with these special bullets,
ARCAM-designed amorphous tungsten high-velocity armor-piercers.
That should give us a chance.
What will shooting through the ceiling do?
That's for you to watch and find out.
How are you planning to take this thing down?
Because that bunker can't withstand any internal attacks.
You'll die in there.
Seriously, do you ever stop talking?
Just keep an eye on the Berserker's movement.
Why do I have to listen to this kid?
Okay!
The Berserker will enter D Block in 90 seconds.
Wait at Point D-3.
Roger that.
What's happening?
What's going on?
Did you mess something else up?
No, the bulkheads just opened by themselves.
Oh, no…
the Berserker, it's going to get out of the base!
I'm sorry. What did you just say?
Shut up! I'm trying to find the cause.
How? But that can't…
This is serious!
If that thing gets out, who knows what destruction it'll cause.
Someone is manipulating the base's functions.
If I can reach the main controls…
I'll leave that to you! Okay?
You have to take back control of the base.
I'm aware.
The target is behind the bulkhead and advancing on us.
Here it comes.
All units, ready to fire.
Open fire as soon as the bulkhead opens.
Hit it with everything you've got.
We stop it here!
Fire!
Freeze!
Professor Mauser?
It can't be!
Oh, Lieutenant Colonel.
Take a look at this horror.
Because of you, my colleagues are dead.
How are you going to answer for this?
Why don't we figure that one out later?
You have to close all of those bulkheads.
If the Berserker's able to get out, the towns below will be annihilated.
And you really think that would be the end of it, do you?
I know I don't have long to live.
But I intend to make you people answer for all of this.
I have worked too damn hard to find this OOPArt
to not let the whole world know of its existence.
When the world lays eyes on that thing,
you won't be able to cover up
our extraterrestrial archeology theory any longer!
That's enough!
None of that, Lieutenant Colonel.
You have to stick around and watch this show too.
You fools!
Any word from the control room?
No luck. They're not responding.
Dammit!
What on earth is going on here?
Ominae Megaton Kick!
Now's your chance to run!
It reacts to living humans.
I'll take it from here.
Here!
Yikes, that was close.
And now to see if it follows me.
Phew…
It's a good thing I have better than average reflexes.
Damn it! Lieutenant Colonel! Do you copy?
I've run into a dead-end down here!
Find me an escape route. Hurry!
Hey, are you there? Come in, Lieutenant Colonel!
Answer me! Come on, Lieutenant Colonel!
There's a duct behind you.
Go down it!
It almost had me!
What took you so long?
Shut up! You went the wrong way, kid. That's on you!
Hey, I was about to get burned to a crisp!
If you don't want to die, be quiet and listen to me!
Continue for 30 meters and turn left.
Then, if you go straight ahead, you'll be at D Block.
Yes!
That's the nuclear bunker!
It's already caught up to you!
Hurry up! After Point D-4, you'll see the entrance to the bunker!
I'll distract it so you don't get into its line of sight.
Too late. It's in front of you!
Now, Lieutenant Colonel!
Close the bunker's bulkhead!
Hurry!
That's it.
Come on!
All right, then. I've done everything I possibly can.
Now it's just you and me.
Let's see which Berserker makes it out alive.
Ready?
Now!
Moron.
A little science lesson for you.
Lasers lose their energy when you fire them through air,
especially when it's dense humid air like this!
Got it!
Now… you die!
Is it… over?
Oh, shit. It entered self-destruct mode!
Lieutenant Colonel!
Run faster, kid!
Why don't you quit yelling at me and seal the damn bunker?
I can't. There's no time.
Don't you dare give up!
Just one more block!
Come in, Spriggan! Are you still there?
Can you hear me, Spriggan?
Dammit!
That's what happens when you let some kid barge in without a plan.
You said you won't break your promise?
How are you going to keep it if you're dead?
What happened to treasuring your student life?
What happened to being an angsty teenager?
Come on, say something!
Shut up!
Stop yelling about all of that mushy crap!
Spriggan, I don't get it. How did you…
It was a close shave, but I got out through a maintenance hatch.
Any ordinary human would be a pile of ashes.
Although, maybe this time I was just plain lucky.
Maybe so.
Hold on, aren't you late for your thing?
Huh? No way! That's the time?
Yeah, so I'm thinking you should probably get a move on, kid.
Our reinforcements are on the way.
There's no need to tell me twice.
Hey, Spriggan…
What is it now?
Thank you.
I'm going to pay you back for this.
So just… can you please promise me that we'll see each other again?
What was that? I can't hear you, Lieutenant Colonel.
Hey, Lieutenant Colonel!
Ms. Clemente, you're awake?
Where am I?
You're recovering at the Birmingham Health Center.
You had a very serious bullet wound in your left side.
But fortunately, it seems you received proper first aid.
-Huh? -Whoever treated you was good.
One mistake and you'd have bled out.
That kid…
Hello, Lieutenant Colonel, how are you feeling?
Director?
That was quite the misadventure.
To think Shropshire Base would be attacked by terrorists.
Terrorists?
No, Director, it was…
Lieutenant Colonel.
The UK government has already issued a statement
declaring that this was the work of a far-right extremist group.
Naturally, we see it the same way here at DIS.
There was no OOPArt or any other object brought here.
So if you wish to continue your research, you will cease these fanciful ideas.
The Berserker is not the scariest part.
The scariest part is the minds of those who created it.
That kid.
He's too smart for his own good.
31ST SHOGAKUKAN DAISAN HIGH SCHOOL SPORTS DAY
Hatsuho, that was great.
You even beat one of the boys' times.
Did Ominae show up?
Mm-mm.
Uh look, don't worry about it.
You know he's not the kind of guy who would break a promise.
I think.
At last, our final event, the class versus class relay!
Everyone, please give it your all.
Ominae, he didn't come.
On your marks! Get set!
And they're off, the relay racing in underway!
Here!
What should we do?
Our anchor, he's not here.
What's your problem, Yu?
Get your stupid butt here already!
You need me? I'm here! Ta-da-ra-da!
-Ominae! -Where have you been?
And what's with those bandages?
I got burned. Okabe!
Uh, hi!
Just you wait. Ready? 'Cause I'm about to win this thing.
Over here!
Ominae!
Go!
The Class B anchor is setting an incredible pace!
He's overtaken Classes A, F, and C in one go!
Oh, wow! Even injured, he's amazing.
Go! Just one more!
Oh? He's slowing down.
Hey, jerkface! Overtake that guy!
Win, you bastard!
The cruelty I endure.
Just a little further!
Please, God!
The winner is second year, Class B!
He did it!
That's it for me.
I'm dying.
Subtitle translation by: Zensho Yamamoto