"Here, miss Wera the TAA you requested. UM-1996H, 'Claymore'."

In front of me stood large power armor that has a little bit on the bulky side due to reinforced armor. The whole armor is painted in a camo pattern mix of green, brown, and earthy yellow similar to a german tiger tank.

The helmet fitted with all kinds of visors is connected to the armor's backpack that contains a power source. The whole TAA is immune to small and mediums arms, including energy weapons, only the unprotected part is a small part around the wearer's face, but it could easily be blocked by a face mask.

The first time, I saw a gundam and iron man while I was a snot-nosed kid, I immediately fell in love with guns and power armor, but after growing up I understand this kind of thing impossible still I collected figures and novels.

But right now, I am standing in front of power armor and even about to use it. Fate is a weird thing huh.

"Miss Wera, would you like to test it."

Of course, I will.

"Yes."

I took a step forward and reached my hand towards the small lever that in-between armor and backpack. With a pull, armor opened from the front showing me interior. After I placed my arm and legs, the armor closed itself.

Phew~

To be frank, I was quite nervous when the armor closed cause of my breast, but it fit me like a glove without any problem. When suiting up completed I woke my protective mask and looked my self in glass.

The glass reflected large armor with a red glowing eye unless one gets closer look I could easily mistake as combat robot, not a human.

Oh ho ho, fuck yeah, I look like a beast!

"Hiih!"

Oh! poker face, poker face. If I smile like an idiot, then everyone thinks of me as an idiot.

"Uh, how is TAA feel? Is there are any lag or uncomfortable area ?."

"Good, but it feels like my right-arm bit slower than my left arm and my torse felt little lagging also a little bit tight around my chest area."

"Roger, I immediately send it to a head engineer, as for armament Miss Wera what kind of armaments would you like to install on your TAA."

"I want a 15mm AP machine gun, 40mm portable railgun, 3x3 missile launcher, anti-armor bazooka."

"What?"

"Miss Wera are you really sure ?"

"Yes, if it's not enough then use my account if it necessary."

Just like a tank, TAA is separated into three types light, medium, and heavy depending on their speed, armor, and ability to how much armament can support. The UM-1996H, 'Claymore' I got is a heavy TAA armor that can support 4 armament that is why I got a full armor so I will use full amour.

"Okay, miss Wera."

-POV Ronald Major General-

"What did she said ?"

"15mm AP machine gun, 40mm portable railgun, 3x3 missile launcher, anti-armor bazooka. Sir."

"And you telling me she is still training in the training room."

"Yes."

"Is she insane?"

I gently massaged my temple to ease my headache. In the past 2 months, I constantly received a report about this usual noble who comes from Karn planet who registered in heavy assault infantry and even survived from all procedures.

First time I saw her is at the first stage enhancement hall in Karn's orbital station. She was quite a beautiful woman with dead fish-like eyes that seem like she doesn't even care if the station explodes into million pieces.

Then hearing the report that she cut the connection with all of her family members and decided to receive all augmentation I immediately knew something wrong with that woman's head.

So secretly give the order to put her in a mental test but it came out as normal and made me a joke of the base as old-timer afraid of just noble from a weak planet.

Then I received a report that she passed all augmentation procedures and said 'Fuck! Still alive.' after waking up.

That day I received all kinds of complaints from people who joined her augmentation procedure. Which gave me and commanders from top brass some laugh.

'Fucking big-headed idiots who always think they something above us it felt quite good seeing their furious face.'

Immediately after finished receiving the last cybernetic implant she entered the training room and begun to train like crazy. To tell truth she became quite a role model for other people who joined the heavy assault units. Well, no surprise since those scumbags losing to women felt more insulting than being looked down upon by an officer.

Right now I received a report about her equipment which all of them described in one word crazy.

"Does she want to break her arm into pieces ?"

"I have no idea, sir."

Each of those four weapons except for the anti-armor bazooka is something installed on TAA by one because of how much stress puts on the user but she wanted to use all of three of them?

I don't know, does she wanted to die?

"How about her mastery grade ?"

Yeah, if she, not masted weapon she won't receive approval from headquarters.

"Here it is sir."

"Hmm, good."

By elven king socks, she is amazing. Damn it is so good that I wanted to transfer to the elite under my control.

With no choice, I placed my seal of approval on her request.

"Where is she now ?"

"Right now she is in training facility testing her TAA and weapons sir."

Oh, as an expected role model. I wish others more serious as her especially those other nobles from the galactic government.

OH!

"Ben, where is that brats who doubting her ability."

"People who complained sergeant Wera's passing and faking her augment ?"

"Yes"

"They will arrive in five hours, sir."

"Good. Send messages that prepare for a military exercise."

This is a perfect time to teach a lesson to overgrown brats thinking this is just a game.