Now I'm in a fetal failure of an airborne operation. The over-technology was suddenly brought from the unknown, we have been under the war since then. This early morning I got into the seat of my partner; a brand-new AI supported man-silhouette assault weapon, and joined to the almost daily airborne operation for surprise-attack to an enemy base. Unfortunately it might have been leaked. The lowlevel flight freighter was brought down by an unexpected interception. My huge iron suit saved my life. But it was just the beginning of tragedy. The crash landing point seems to be almost the center of an enemy battalion...