À double tour (À double tour)

Locked in combat with three suspected Human Liberation Front Land-mates!

Request immediate reinforcements!

I need backup!

Damn it! Now you'll see what we local police are made of!

C'mon. How long do we hafta let the regular cops have their playtime?

Willfully ignoring preventable damage and injuries

seems a lot like aiding and abetting to me.

Quit griping.

As we speak, Lance is busy winning over the ladies at the Admin Bureau.

01 to all members. Switch from Shift C to A at once.

See? Speak of the devil and all that.

109. Are you ready?

I could hardly wait!

You're not to fire at all until you've reached the destination.

The residential sector is nearby.

Expect a mountain of paperwork if so much as a single bullet strays.

Man. First you make us wait forever, then you give us tall orders...

Respond!

109. I'll try not to shoot.

This is 45.

They're using antiques, but it appears they've been modified for urban use.

Stay sharp.

How polite of you.

Ick. You get shot up a little and suddenly you're one tough girl...

I hate that macho kind of mindset.

I doubt it's the case,

but you aren't thinking of taking care of them by yourself, I hope?

Oh? Are you suddenly more perceptive?

You're no different from terrorists if you think the ends justify the means.

I'm just kidding.

I'm done being a spitfire who ignores orders.

Found 'em.

Three of them, at 11 o'clock.

109, now descending!

Come out quietly!

The use of Land-mates on public roads makes you an armed threat!

This is 109.

I've driven them to Sector D9, as planned.

Now taking up pincer formation!

An ambush?!

One got away!

I'm on it!

That is what a pincer attack's for!

You've improved, Deunan.

You assessed the risk of a ricochet and went with a knife instead.

That was the apt choice.

Wow. Baxter and Briareos praising me...

What's next, a sudden rain shower?

01 to all members.

Operation complete. Prepare to withdraw.

One other thing, 109.

That was a truly efficient and effective finish.

Never mind rain; I think there's going to be a full-blown storm.

Oh, knock it off!

What's up?

Seeing it like this, it's almost like the city's alive.

Even through devastation, it just keeps transforming and regenerating

until it's regained its spark of life.

There are many scholars who'd argue that the entire planet is a life form of its own.

It's not strange at all that you'd see it that way.

Anyway, we should probably hurry and call Hitomi and Yoshitsune.

You sure they didn't get sick of waiting and leave already?

All members, assemble in the briefing room immediately.

I have mission orders that need to be given to you in absolute secrecy.

You gotta be kidding me...

What?! You're canceling last-minute again?!

Ugh! I was so looking forward to our first night out in a while, too!

I even made us boxed lunches...

Fine! Whatever!

Come on, now. You know ES.W.A.T. has to work around the clock.

I don't care how busy they are!

If they're gonna keep canceling last-minute like this, then forget it!

If you're gonna side with them, then you have to eat all their food!

-Huh? -Don't give me "huh"!

Start eating already!

Y-You can't be serious...!

We're not going home 'til you're done eating it all!

I'm sure you all remember the incident

in which the multi-legged turrets went berserk.

To prevent another such disaster,

the Gaia Computer has since undergone repeated tests and maintenance.

However, the Legislative Bureau feels this isn't enough

and has requested a regular examination of Gaia as well.

Those old geezers are such worriers.

So what exactly does that mean?

Simply put, it means giving Gaia a health checkup.

A computer... getting a health checkup?

Just to be safe, they have given strict orders

that this checkup be conducted under ES.W.A.T.'s supervision.

I imagine this will be a bit different than a normal mission.

Stay sharp, all of you.

Hey. When does our mission start?

I already told you-- once Gaia's done talking with Tartaros.

And I wanna know when that'll be...

How should I know?

I bet Gaia doesn't wanna do these stupid experiments either.

And now it's complaining.

Hey, I got it! What if this is actually some type of machine uprising?!

I apologize for the wait. Gaia's dialogue has finally finished.

Shall I allow it to conclude now?

Okay. Do it.

Why did they request this now, with this timing?

Surely you haven't forgotten about the time the Gaia Computer malfunctioned

and used multi-legged gun turrets to launch a massive assault on Tartaros

because it doubted the loyalty of all bioroids.

But all the turrets were later destroyed and replaced with new model Auto Insectors.

The fingers may have changed, but the brain controlling them is still the same.

The most recent malfunction incident wasn't due to a flaw with the turrets.

No, it was because Gaia is honest to a fault.

It's just...

I'm bothered by the idea of leaving Gaia with the decision

of how to deal with the suspicion directed at itself.

You think Gaia will be wary of people's suspicions?

High-tech or not, Gaia is still just a machine.

A giant, objective abacus with no sense of values, huh...

Is that really the case, though?

Hey, we're on duty! Don't act so relaxed!

I can't help it. This is so boring.

He calls it the biggest mission of the year

and then has us just sit around while a computer gets a checkup?!

Don't be like that.

Once this is over, we finally get some time off.

The Legislative and Admin Bureaus are worrying too much.

My guess is the Admin Bureau is making good on some hard-line deal they made in the past.

Lance didn't seem too pleased with it, either.

He should put himself in our shoes. We're the ones who get sent out.