GODZILLA: Project Mechagodzilla Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Tokyo

The final battle against Godzilla at Mount Fuji ended in defeat.
The Mecha-Godzilla construction project, which combined all of humanity’s resources, failed.
Humanity no longer has any means to oppose Godzilla.
The surviving soldiers sank into despair at this realization.
However, we would soon come to understand
that humanity no longer had the luxury to wallow in despair.
The next day…Godzilla landed in Tokyo, at that time the largest populated city in the world.


Makoto Kouzu
Captain of the Japan Coastal Guard patrol boat Shikine – Earth Union Navy Japan Coastal Defense Fleet (at that time

I witnessed Godzilla’s appearance around Kannon Saki.
Towering like a mountain, with three jagged dorsal spines like saws…it headed straight for the heart of Tokyo. I reported, “What is believed to be Godzilla sighted, heading north through Tokyo Bay, urgent response requested,” but I already knew there was nothing that could be done. Tanks, fighter jets, soldiers…everything usable had been sent to Mount Fuji. The Coast Guard ships were the same. The new ones had all been incorporated into the Navy, leaving only decrepit vessels half a century old or more. And those were being manned by crews just as old. Tokyo was effectively defenseless.
Soon blue flashes swept across the area…that blinding flood of light engulfing the capital region flickered out for an instant…and then flames began rising. By that point, it was all too late…and as if just remembering, the sirens finally started wailing…we were behind on absolutely everything. But it couldn’t be helped – anything that could fight had gone to Fuji…I wouldn’t be surprised if the person sounding those sirens was a middle schooler. That’s just how it was back then.
…The actual attack itself was over relatively quickly. After landing at Shinagawa Pier, Godzilla circled around the Tokyo capital – going from Shimbashi, Ginza to the area around the National Diet Building, then down through Ueno, Asakusa along the Sumida River, destroying Kachidoki Bridge before disappearing back into Tokyo Bay. About 3 hours total. But…Tokyo was a densely packed, fragile city. 3 hours was more than enough to lay waste to the capital region. The skyscraper districts of Kasumigaseki and Shinjuku sub-center were mowed down one after another, and flames soon arose… Vast numbers of people threw themselves into Tokyo Bay to escape the fire. The Coast Guard boats could only rescue a handful. There were too many people, and the intensity of the flames was too great. Apparently countless burned or drowned bodies washed ashore from those who jumped into the rivers…At that rate, we’d get burned too, and taking on any more people would have capsized the boats…There was nothing more we could do. We took on as many evacuees as we could, left Shinagawa Pier…and after that, all we could do was watch Tokyo burn.
It reportedly took around 30 hours for the fires to die down…
No, that wasn’t the fires dying down at all.
The flames went out because there was nothing left to burn. That’s all it was.


Kenichi Ozuka

Tokyo Vice Governor (at the time)

By 2046, Tokyo was undoubtedly the largest city in the world.
Originally, Japan itself, along with several South American countries had lived mostly detached from the disasters of Kaiju for nearly half a century. Besides the landing of Megalon in Okinawa in 2029, there was only minimal damage like Radon II passing through Kyushu and attacks on ships in the Pacific and Sea of Japan. Of course, ever since the early 21st century when it was still called the Self-Defense Forces, the Japanese government had dispatched the forces they possessed to regions around the continent and various parts of the world, sometimes incurring many sacrifices, and the situations in Operation Long March and Operation Great Wall were particularly severe.

However, for many residents in Japan, Kaiju disasters were still something that happened overseas. Japan’s countermeasures against Kaiju were clearly late and that lag was never resolved, especially in Tokyo. Even in the Japan Fortification Plan that began in the 2020s, its overall framework followed the strategies of the U.S. forces stationed in Japan. In that plan, Kaiju were assumed to mainly come across from the Eurasian continent, so priority was placed on cities on the Sea of Japan side. That policy did not change even after Godzilla appeared in the Pacific and devastated the American west coast.

Several redevelopment plans with the focus on Kaiju countermeasures were proposed, but executing them required immense budgets and incredibly complex coordination between related parties, and leaders capable of taking such actions did not readily appear. They were constantly put on the back burner. At the same time, as a resource-poor country, Japan promoted the concentration from rural to urban areas for the efficient use of resources, including almost forced relocation policies involving the suspension of infrastructure for residents of depopulating regions. As a result, the concentration into Tokyo was further accelerated.

Even in 2046 when the world population decreased to 800 million and humanity’s secured living space shrank to 13%, Tokyo continued to have a population of 10 million as a megalopolis, still completely defenseless against Kaiju. Perhaps if thorough urban remodeling had been carried out, 2039 when the Earth Union was established could have been the last opportunity, but ultimately we missed that chance. The Earth Union government requested that Japan focus on supporting Operation Eternal Light rather than Japanese defense, and we accepted that. “Instead of just protecting yourself, let us help our fellow humans around the world.” Such reasoning did indeed sound good, but did we really avert our eyes from what should truly have been done? …It’s too late to say anything now, but please forgive me.

Unlike you younger generations who have directly faced Kaiju overseas, we old people may not have actually felt the threat of Kaiju with our own skin. In the previous world war, due to the unrealistic optimistic view… the wishful thinking of the old Japanese army, 300,000 sacrificial victims occurred among the nationals… We old people ended up repeating that mistake. We could not let go of the groundless wish that “Kaiju will not come to Japan”…


Ai Kawauchi

Tokyo Disaster Child Care Center staff (at the time)

The flames burned so intensely, giant fire tornados lit up the sky, one after another.
In the small park where we were taking refuge, it was clear that we could not stay for much longer. But the idea of me, alone, trying to move dozens of young children without any buses or transportation was completely unrealistic. Surely some would get lost along the way, but if we stayed here, we would all die…I had to make a decision.
The children were scared, but…they believed. “Teacher, when will Mechagodzilla come?” “Mechagodzilla will save us, right?” They believed in that movie. As for me, I didn’t know what had happened at the battle of Fuji, but I figured that if Godzilla had come to Tokyo, that meant….
Still, I told the children, “Let’s keep going until Mechagodzilla comes to save us.” We all held hands and ran, singing the Mechagodzilla song. “Mechagodzilla is coming!” “A mighty creature with silver skin and rainbow armor!”


Isamu Akiyama
Pilot, Special Cabinet-approved Super X, Japan Air Self-Defense Force (at the time)

Yes, I was the pilot of the specially-equipped Super X that was stored in the basement of the Prime Minister’s Office. It was a special model designed to provide aerial command in emergencies, acting as a mobile nuclear shelter. To be precise, this was the original concept model, while the mass-produced versions were a later development. Luckily, the Prime Minister’s Office was shorter than City Hall, so Godzilla’s heat ray just barely missed us. Most of the cabinet, including the Prime Minister, were able to escape. But by then, the situation was completely out of control…From the air, Tokyo looked like a raging inferno. Buildings were burning, streets had turned into rivers of flame, and the winds were whipping the fires into towering, terrifying cyclones. It wasn’t just one or two – it was far more horrifying than Godzilla itself. That such a hell could be unleashed by a single Kaiju, it was unimaginable.
The Prime Minister tried calling the other ministries, but there was hardly any response.
The chain of command had completely collapsed. No one knew who was safe or who had survived. In hindsight, the Prime Minister was heavily criticized, but in that situation, what could anyone have done? How could that hellish inferno have been stopped…?


John Cartland, Resident of Nerima Ward, Tokyo (at the time)

My wife was working in Shinjuku.
When I saw the blue light flashing towards Shinjuku, I frantically called her.
Everyone must have been thinking the same thing, because miraculously, my cell phone connected. My wife was alive, at that point. I just yelled at her to flee underground, anywhere, just get into the subway tunnels.
Of course she knew that already. During every disaster drill, they always said to go underground, the subway would be safe.
But the damn government, they didn’t think it through. When Godzilla’s heat ray started the massive fires, turning the surface into a sea of flames, what did they think would happen in the subway? They kept telling people to flee underground, but they never built the proper anti-kaiju shelters like in New York. Useless. They were more concerned with linear maglev train projects than preparing for a real emergency. The toxic, oxygen-starved air from the surface fires flooded into the subway tunnels. All those people who fled underground, trusting the government’s words, they just suffocated there. Damn it, if I hadn’t called her, if I hadn’t told her to go underground…Damn it all!



Tetsuya Katayama, Contract Worker, Japan United Production Facilities Maintenance Plan (at the time)

I didn’t see Godzilla.
On that night in Tokyo, how many people could have actually seen Godzilla and survived?
I was at an armaments factory on the east side of Tokyo.
The sky flashed blue, then started turning red in the west…before the sirens even finished sounding, the sky flashed blue again. I saw the Tokyo Skytree get sliced in half and start toppling towards our side.
The area on the east side where I was was one that had been particularly slow to redevelop in Tokyo. Even long before, there had been warnings that a major fire disaster would break out there, but hardly any preparations had been made. It wasn’t until around 39 years ago that there were finally plans to industrialize the whole area, but even those were delayed, and the small wooden houses were still there. Once the fire started, there was no stopping it.
That day, it was March, but the cold was intense, like it might even snow. Summer was long gone, and even spring seemed to have disappeared, but even for that time of year, the biting, freezing winds were exceptional, and they just wouldn’t let up, even at night.
It was on such a night that Godzilla came.
The fire was stoked by the strong wind and spread quickly.
I ran towards the river. I could see the flames rising in the direction of Asakusa, but I had no other choice. I saw many old men and women collapsed on the street, unable to move. In that wartime Tokyo, only young children, their mothers, and the elderly remained. The able-bodied men had all been drafted into the war. The only men left were those like me, wounded from the war…It was sad, but I had to leave them and run for my life. There was no way I could carry them. They must have all been engulfed by the flames. Damn it, if only some of the young people had been spared…
The area around Kototoi-bashi Bridge was packed with people fleeing from Asakusa. Fire was all around, in front and behind. Still, everyone rushed towards the bridge…Apparently, many were crushed to death. Trapped, they jumped into the river. It was heartbreaking to see the mothers carrying babies on their backs jump in. There was no way they could survive with their young children. So they must have died in the flames…
The Sumida River was full of people who had jumped in. Some couldn’t swim. The drowning grasped at anyone nearby, trying to stay afloat. If they grabbed you, that was the end – you’d both drown. So I had to desperately fend off their reaching hands. They just wanted to survive, but it was a living hell. Stepping on others to save yourself. Pushing down those clinging to you. But there was no other choice.
…Luckily, very luckily, I was pulled onto a small fishing boat that came to rescue me…Then I watched as the raging flames consumed the bridge. People on fire fell off the bridge, one after another.
Amid all that, I thought I heard an enormous roar. And a dark shadow.
Everywhere was just flames and smoke, but…Could that have been Godzilla?


Shoji Takagi, member of the Haneda District Fire Department, Integrated Disaster Prevention Bureau, Japan Union (at that time)

At the time, the top priority was the construction of Mechagodzilla and its defense. All the young people, men and women, had been drafted into the military and sent to Mount Fuji, so the police and fire department were scraping together old people like us over 60 to at least maintain the appearance of an organized force.
There was hardly any equipment upgrades.
We heard the military was using amazing alien technology like glowing guns and robot suits, but none of that ever made its way to us. The number of fire trucks just kept decreasing. Everyone knew that if a Kaiju attacked Tokyo, it would be a catastrophe. We knew, but there was nothing we could do.
…That night, it was beyond our control from the start.
I think even if we firefighters had been at full strength, it wouldn’t have made a difference. The entire city started burning all at once. There was nothing we could do. But still, we tried…I heard all our comrades stationed in the city center were wiped out.
I was in Haneda at the time. Refugees were pouring into Haneda Airport, about 100,000 of them, filling the entire runway. Godzilla had already returned to the sea, but the flames just kept growing.
Yes, Haneda was in danger too.
That bastard Godzilla landed in Shibaura and fired a blast towards Chiyoda before leaving. He grazed over Haneda Airport, directly hitting the petrochemical plants and factories in that area. I don’t know what exactly caught fire, but it caused a massive explosion that lit up the sky like daytime. That whole area was completely wiped out. Unquenchable fires spread across the Tama River into Ota. We were desperately trying to protect the airport, but it was a lost cause. It was useless. It was the firefighters trying, but also the refugees with buckets. But it didn’t do any good at all. At this rate, it’s just a matter of time before the aviation fuel storage at the airport catches fire. We were all pretty much resigned to our fate.
That’s when a blue light flashed.
At first, I thought Godzilla had come back.
It was terrifying, and shamefully, I curled up on the ground, dropping the hose.
But then my comrade said, “Look, the fire is going out!”
What? A blue light means Godzilla’s heat beam. How could that put out the fire?
But it really was like that.
Every time the blue light flashed, the raging fire would go out.
It was like watching magic. Before I could even realize what was happening, it came.
It looked like the wheeled “Maser” tanks I had seen on the news.
45th Model Freeze Maser Tank…ah, so that’s what they were called.
Yes, those are the ones. More than 10 of them came shuffling along. Every time they fired their blue light, the burning buildings would be frozen.
Yes…without a doubt, if they hadn’t come, we would have been done for. No, it would have been much worse than that. Since Haneda was safe, the rescue efforts and evacuation plans from Tokyo went well afterward. If Haneda had been devastated, the number of casualties would have increased by several hundred thousand, no, maybe even over a million…
When we finally managed to put out the fires in the surrounding area, we were all so relieved and exhausted that our legs went weak.
And then, the people in the tanks, without even showing their faces, started to head towards the still-burning city center. We hurriedly stopped them. At least let us thank you, we said. If you need any water or food or other supplies, please take them.
We were surprised to see the soldiers who came down from the tanks.
They were all just girls…yes, apart from the commander, they were all just teenage girls, some even middle school or high school students…I had heard that they were even drafting children, but I never imagined that these little girls would actually be the ones manning the tanks…
This is no time to be weak-kneed, I thought. No matter how old and feeble we are, there’s no way I’m letting these little girls go into that sea of fire alone. I felt a surge of strength, and we followed after those tanks.


Acting Commander, 2nd Special Freeze Maser Tank Battalion, Provisional Tokyo Defense Division, United Earth Forces Army (at the time)

That battle was just completely crazy, beyond the meaning of the word “madness”. Everyone was rushing to their deaths. It was supposed to be a fight to protect Mechagodzilla, but they had this belief that as long as they died, Mechagodzilla would be protected…like they were in some sort of religious frenzy, even people who shouldn’t have been fighting. Devotion. The word that Exif preached had become synonymous with suicidal attacks there. They were stuffing civilian commercial vehicles with propane gas and driving them towards Godzilla, even using the trains…and this continued even after I heard that Bilusaludo had abandoned the Mechagodzilla development facility and retreated. They were too afraid to accept the reality that Mechagodzilla wouldn’t activate and they would be destroyed by Godzilla. Rather than face that calmly, they’d rather just die right then and there…I even saw squads of infantry with only empty assault rifles charging forward – it wasn’t bravery, it was just suicide.
Eventually, when Godzilla disappeared into the sea and we were faced with the reality of our defeat, sporadic gunshots started to be heard. From the high-ranking staff officers to the child soldiers, people started thinking of just shooting themselves in the head to end it all.
If I didn’t have subordinates to look after, I might have thought the same.
The temptation to just recklessly charge Godzilla or put a gun in my mouth and end it all was sickeningly sweet. Operation Long March, Operation Great Wall…to have sacrificed everything and worn our souls down to this point, it was maddening. But I couldn’t let those girls die. Because they were just teenagers. Yes, I still had something to protect.

After Operation Eternal Light, I was assigned to the defense of the Mechagodzilla development facility at Fuji…well, I suppose it was a demotion disguised as a promotion. You see, I had made that big blunder about driving off Godzilla, and taken all the glory of the Liberation of Paris. The best the higher-ups could do for me was to make me a media mascot, a cute little story about the all-female tank squad led by the hero of Operation Eternal Light. “Girls can fight monsters too!” How ridiculous, I thought. But those were just teenagers who had volunteered, so I just shook my head.
The Freezing Maser Vehicle…? Ah, that was originally a toy that Bilusaludo created for Mecha-Godzilla. Neither the Maser cannon, the rail gun, nor the thermonuclear attack had any effect on Godzilla. So they thought, “what if we try extreme cold?” During the prototype stage, it was given the grandiose name “Absolute Zero Cannon,” and I heard it was experimentally installed on the Super-X during the early stages of Operation Long March, but the results were disastrous. Ultimately, it seems the plan to mount it on Mecha-Godzilla was abandoned. However, the military brass thought it could be used for propaganda as a new exotic weapon, so they forced it on us. The all-girl tank squadron armed with the latest weaponry… I didn’t come up with that tacky slogan, it was pushed on us by those bigshots. But in the end, it worked out well. Our tank squadron’s main mission was performance for conscription, so we needed to be able to do some acrobatic maneuvers during training, and the useless Freezing Maser Cannon meant we were mostly treated as non-combatants even during the final battle at Fuji. No, I can’t say I wasn’t frustrated. The girls under my command kept saying they could at least do suicide attacks or act as decoys, and part of me felt the same way. But… I just couldn’t order teenage girls to die, not even by myself.
And so… without being able to do anything, our battle came to an end. One of the girls in our squadron even attempted suicide. “It’s all over, we’re all going to be killed by Godzilla,” she kept saying as I wrestled the gun away from her and slapped her.
“Stop your whining! Do you have any idea where Godzilla will strike next? With no Mecha-Godzilla, we’re the only ones left to defend Tokyo,”
I shouted, the words coming out almost reflexively. Yes, perhaps that was a moment of divine revelation, like a religious epiphany. For a moment, Haruo’s face flashed through my mind. Thinking back, I suppose I should be a little grateful to God.
But once I had spoken those words, I couldn’t help but wonder why we hadn’t thought of that earlier. We had just watched Godzilla’s back as it left after we destroyed the Mecha-Godzilla production facility, without even considering where it might go next. Logically, it was obvious where the greatest threat, Mecha-Godzilla, had been eliminated would be its next target.
No, I can’t say I had that level of conviction at the time.
But… at that moment, what we needed was to take action. Before being consumed by despair and wanting to put a gun to my own head, I had to do something, and the quickest idea that came to me was to move our forces to Tokyo. That was it.
…In the end, we didn’t arrive in time to stop Godzilla’s attack.
But perhaps that was for the best. The Freezing Maser Vehicle was useless against Godzilla, but perfect as a substitute for fire engine. In the end, we only managed to protect the Haneda area, but even that was something.
Ah, you and Haruo were evacuated there?
No, I didn’t know that. To be honest, I wasn’t that worried. I somehow assumed you would take care of Haruo. But yes, after Paris, that makes you the second person I’ve had to rescue.
Let me be honest with you.
Until then, I had regretted giving birth to Haruo.
It was a life that had been entrusted to me, but born into this era, it felt like Haruo had only been born to be ravaged by Godzilla, to die.
But I…I was able to protect that child.
Even if it was just a coincidence.
So I’ve stopped agonizing over it. I will protect that child. Whether this era has meaning for Haruo or not, it’s not my place to judge. No matter what time or place, that is something Haruo must discover for himself. Yes, that’s what I’ve decided. All I can do is protect him to the best of my ability. Even if humanity has lost the Earth and can only live in the steel fortress of a spaceship adrift in the void, I believe, I pray, that Haruo will find his own reason for living.

(This investigation has delved too deeply into personal content. It would be better to focus only on the progress of the 2nd Special Freezing Maser Vehicle Battalion’s advance on Tokyo, and omit the latter half.)

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