Splitting Tokyo on a north-south axis, the riot police stationed along Loop 7 set up a thick barricade to try and push back the line of people toward Shinjuku. Here and there, young soldiers could be seen cowering at the sight of the massive procession of over one hundred thousand and being screamed at by their superiors as a result.
"You can use tear gas if you need to. Do whatever you can to push back the flow of people!"
The duralumin shields futilely attempted to push people back. Those that fell after being knocked over by the shields were casually trampled underfoot by the next group behind them. In the face of the meaningless bloodbath, the younger soldiers trembled in fear.
In the midst of the chaos, some of the men abandoned their posts and joined the line, enthralled by Set's call. The missile launcher teams that had been waiting for the order to open fire left their vehicles and mixed in with the throngs of civilians. Their owners gone, abandoned flamethrowers and portable surface-to-air missiles littered the sidewalk.
Enthralled by the visage of the enormous demon tower in their heads-up displays, the Air SDF pilots were also ensnared by Set's call. Unable to attack, the noses of their aircraft dove without hesitation and crashed amongst the trees of the Soga forest.
Before they even had the chance to find out whether modern weaponry would work against Set, the officers in the Capital Defense Base had no choice but to recognize that there was nobody left to operate it.
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