Guyver Armor: KAP-2

Department of Relics Research Laboratory.

As Kanna Tsubasa slowly stood up, a scrutinizing glint flashed in the eyes of Director Oda Kiri, who had been waiting for a long time, but more than that, there was anticipation and hope.

He stepped forward, about to ask a question, when he saw Kamino Tsubasa raise his head, revealing a young face with a calm and composed aura.

"No need to ask any more questions."

Tsubasa Kanno spoke first, his voice clear and powerful. His gaze swept over the researchers present and finally landed on Yoshio Odagiri.

"I am Tsubasa Kamino, the owner of the Guyver Armor Kapp. I have come here to assist you at the request of Mr. Murakami."

Tsubasa Kamino knew that the actual controller of the bottom layer of the ruins base was the slender man in front of him.

Because Dr. Shirai, the nominal director of the base's research and development center, has an eccentric temperament and devotes himself entirely to the secret research of the mysterious device "Unit Rimba" that was brought out along with "Unit Kapp," he is like a standard mad scientist, staying in the laboratory all day long and rarely venturing out.

Therefore, the management authority at the base level fell to the second-in-command of the research center, Yoshio Odagiri, who was also the director of the Relics Research Department.

Taking advantage of this authority, Odagiri transferred all of Professor Yamamura's supporters, including Hayami Toshiaki, into the Department of Relics Research.

Right under the nose of the Kronos organization, a secret resistance base was established, accumulating the strength for resistance.

"Kep...is it really Kep?!"

Director Oda Kirito's pupils contracted sharply, and his face instantly erupted with barely suppressed excitement. He grabbed Shinno Tsubasa's arm and spoke urgently.

"That's great! Murakami did it! If only he had Kapp's power..."

He turned to look at the massive dark shape outside the protective glass. "Maybe we really can activate this relic spaceship that's still alive!"

Just as Tsubasa Kamino successfully entered the Department of Relics Research, on the rooftop helipad of Max Pharmaceutical Company...

With the roar of the propellers, a large rotorcraft helicopter slowly descended, and the powerful airflow created a visible air wave the moment it landed.

The hatch slowly opened like the jaws of a giant beast, revealing a tall and imposing figure against the backlight—a head of blond hair neatly combed back, and emerald green eyes flashing with cold indifference.

Commander of the Kronos combat forces, Richard Geo, stepped off the plane in his signature black uniform with gold trim.

Each step of the black combat boots produced a dull thud, striking the nerves of everyone present.

"A bunch of useless trash."

Geo's cold voice came through, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Branch manager Genzo Makijima hunched over, cold sweat trickling down his temples and into his collar, soaking his shirt.

Since the pursuit of Kep began, the Japanese branch's several operations had ended in utter defeat, with many elite Zoan soldiers killed, yet no results achieved. Faced with the commander's assessment, he didn't even have the confidence to utter a single word of rebuttal.

Geo shifted his gaze to one side, his emerald green beastly eyes surging with rage, and he precisely uttered the inspector's full name:

"Oswald A. Lishke! Did I send you to Japan just to watch this bunch of useless trash waste resources and suffer defeat after defeat?"

"I'm sorry, Commander Geo." Liske clenched his fists, and faced with the consequences of his poor performance, he could only grit his teeth, lower his head, and endure the commander's reprimand.

"And you, Genzo Makishima!"

Geo's anger turned to the branch manager, his tone becoming even more sarcastic, "Don't think that the Japanese branch's meager contributions to the development of Zoanoids will allow you to live a life of ease and do nothing! Open your eyes wide and look carefully—Jerbups!"

"yes!"

A thunderous response rang out, and the bald, muscular man standing at the edge of the queue moved in response. His body suddenly swelled violently, and his custom-made high-end suit was instantly torn into a pile of scraps by his muscles.

Layers of horns rapidly rose from the top of his head and the sides of his cheeks, and his body continued to grow taller, eventually transforming into a giant beast more than two meters tall, covered with a thick, rough, crimson carapace.

From its wide-open, menacing mouth, two slippery, long tongues emerged from between its sharp teeth, twisting and writhing nimbly in the air, each breath exhaling a sour, foul odor.

Geo pointed at the terrifying super-beast soldier, his tone full of arrogance and disdain: "Look, this is the pinnacle achievement of headquarters—the super-beast soldier 'Jerbups'!"

"His wrist strength is three times that of Kurreg, enough to tear apart a heavy tank with his bare hands;"

The lasers emitted by both hands are eight times stronger than those of Vimoya, and can penetrate 20 centimeters of special alloy.

Furthermore, the nozzles on its head horns can fire strong acids specifically designed to counter biomass; even the outer shell of its bio-armor would be unable to withstand them!

His gaze swept over Genzo Makijima, whose face was ashen: "See? Compared to Jelbup, the junk your Japanese branch produced is worse than garbage!"

After speaking, Geo stopped looking at the two of them and strode to the black leather chair in the center of the command room, where he sat down.

He crossed his legs, his right hand resting on the armrest, his green eyes scanning the entire command room like a hawk's, his tone carrying an unyielding determination:

"From today onwards, the Japanese branch will be directly under my control—Richard Geo!"

In the shadows behind the crowd, Makijima Ajito, a reserve member of the organization, watched the scene unfold before him, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes:

"A super-beast soldier... What a troublesome fellow. It seems that if necessary, 'Cape No. 2' will have to be deployed."

Thanks to Tsubasa Kamino's careful maneuvering, Agito Makijima, a master of voyeurism, is currently unaware of the existence of KEP-2, believing himself to be the second clone.

"Cape 1 is a useful piece, and I cannot afford to lose its power for the time being."

His fingertips tapped rapidly on the encrypted terminal, quickly sending out several communications—the word "Zhijin" flashed on the terminal screen.

That afternoon.

When will the reinforcements for the ruins base arrive?

Geo sat at the desk that used to belong to Genzo Makijima, casually flipping through the intelligence data he had obtained in the recent battle with Kep.

"Report! Ten combat teams have arrived at the downstairs garage and are ready to depart at any time. The other ten teams, as well as the 'Damaged Species Experiment' unit... according to information from the laboratory, will not arrive until tomorrow morning."

"Then let's not wait any longer! Jelbup, take the Beastman squad and surround Sakurami High School immediately."

Geo's cold command carried an undeniable, authoritative force: "Bring back the Guyver Armored Captain, and those two high school students with him!"

Jelbup's thick arm slammed into his chest: "Yes, sir!"

"Hmm..." The seated figure pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to the man in a suit standing in the shadows.

"Super Beast Soldier - Panadan, you're coming along too. Kapp's combat power shouldn't be underestimated, and your abilities can complement Jelbup's perfectly."

The man bowed slightly, a cruel smile curving his lips: "Understood! I won't let you down, Lord Geo."

The sound of hurried footsteps faded into the distance, the office door slowly closed, and the shadow of pursuit loomed over Sakura High School as if it were a tangible presence.

Meanwhile, inside the school building, Akira Fukamachi and the Segawa siblings were still fretting over what reason to use to apply for a temporary leave of absence, completely unaware that the enemy was about to attack.