"Sister Serra, has Colonel always been like this?" asked Camus, bored as he followed behind Serra. When they arrived here, he was empty, Zhao Junyu, who had originally trained him, was reviewing and refining the battle plan with a group of people again, and the Gundam MK-II assigned to him was maintained by a group of professional maintenance pilots, so he couldn't intervene.

As for the others, each has its own things, and Camus liked to talk to this very beautiful and extremely gentle big sister when he first met Serra, plus he also knew that this was the Colonel's wife, and he had known the Colonel for a long time, and his curiosity also made him like to ask about the Colonel, so it became what it is now.

"What do you mean?" Serra replied to Camus's question as she recorded the supplies that had arrived. As a doctor, Serra knows the child's character, a child who lacks love, coupled with her natural gentle character, like a confidant big sister, who pays attention to him from time to time, and this child does treat her as her own sister, plus he is more curious, is one of the two main men in her life, and she is happy to say something to him.

"That's it, when he used to train his subordinates, was it all like that, he didn't say anything about it, he was very strict?"

"Yes, I've seen him train newcomers before, and he's so fierce and unsympathetic. ”

"But why do the MS troops still respect him? Shouldn't they be afraid of him?"

"So, you're too young. Serra said it unintentionally, but Camus was uncomfortable to hear.

"Sister Serra, I'm not too young!" Camus cried out in displeasure.

"Yes, yes, you're not small. However, you still have too little experience, and if you had enough experience, you wouldn't ask this question. Serra said softly.

"Camus~!Camus~!" Just as Camus was about to say something, a voice he was very familiar with appeared again.

"Look, yours she's coming for you, why don't you hurry up?" Serra said with a hint of teasing, glancing at the flower in the distance who was looking for someone while shouting.

"She's not mine~~~," Camus said unhappily.

"Camus, you're here, I've been looking for you for a long time. At this time, Hua had already seen Camus and came to find her.

"What's the matter~~" Camus said very unhappily.

Hua glanced at Serra with some uneasiness, and Serra waved her hand and said, "Take him away quickly, lest he get in the way of my work here." ”

As if receiving a holy decree, Hua happily pulled Camus and said, "Let's go, talk as you go, don't disturb Sister Serra's work." Camus naturally pushed and shoved unhappily, and said that he asked Hua to let go of him, and the two of them just pushed and shoved away. Serra looked at the two people who left, shook her head, and said, "What a silly boy, I hope you can figure it out." ”

"Captain, how does the airframe feel?" said Technician Mai in the cockpit communication window.

"It's really a good MS, this speed, reaction speed, and Rick Dias are not at all the same level. In the test universe area, Char dodged the fake meteorite in the constant high-speed movement, and at the same time pulled out the beam rifle and shot several times with the simulated projectile, nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "Even the shooting accuracy of the beam rifle is well adjusted. It's just that there are a little more jets for adjusting the posture of the body, and it will be very difficult for people with poor ability to operate. ”

"Of course, this one is specially designed for an ace of the rank of captain. The MSN-100 is our best masterpiece at the moment, and we put a lot of thought into developing it into the best MS, hoping that it will last for 100 years as its name suggests. ”

"A hundred years of use? Do you really dare to imagine, how many years has it been since the emergence of MS? Compared with the performance of the first generation of Zagu and the current MS, I don't know how much, the performance of this body can be used for 20 years, which is already very good. ”

"It's like our director said all day long, people always have to have dreams, and with dreams can they continue to develop and research the MS they envision in their hearts. ”

"Dream, what a beautiful word. Maybe I should find one too. ”

"Isn't it your dream, Captain, to change these chaotic times?" asked Mai, a little confused.

"Again, let's complete this dream first, and then go and find a new dream. The tests of the airframe have been completed, a few small areas with slight improvements will suffice, and now it is back to home. ”

"Got it, get people ready now. ”

"This is ..................," Edmund said as he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling. At this moment, his mind went blank, and he slowly sat up from the bed, clutching his swollen head, trying to understand what was going on.

"Oh, you're awake, kid~~!" I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe an hour, the door of the room opened, and a man with gray hair and a little vicissitudes of life walked in, wearing a somewhat shabby federal military uniform, but there was no rank on it, and a bottle of wine in his hand, just a little lazy, and walked in magnificently.

"You are~~.................." looked at the person in front of him who didn't know him at all, his eyes were still dazzled, and he said suspiciously.

"Look at you, you're not fully awake yet. The man walked in very casually, took two glasses from the table, made them beside Edmund's bedside, and said, "How about it, would you like a drink?"

Edmund, who was already confused in his head, was even more confused by the person who came to him, what is the situation, seeing that he is not awake, and drinking, do you want him to be confused or sober? But the other party still heard his answer, so he poured wine into the two wine glasses, picked up one glass himself, and handed the other glass to himself, and Edmund, who was not yet sober, took the wine glass in a daze. The man raised his glass in motion, and then dried it up, and Edmund was taken into the ditch, and he took the glass and drank it.

"Ahem, cough, ahem~!" After taking a sip of wine, Edmund coughed violently, because he drank it and realized that this wine was too strong, although he also drank, but it was the first time he drank it, and he had just woken up, so it was naturally impossible for him to adapt so easily.

"Young man, it looks like you still need to be trained~~!" said the man with emotion, and then he continued: "However, it seems that you should be sober." ”

"Who are you? here, where are you?" asked Edmund, who calmed down after taking a few deep breaths.

"Pretty standard question. You should remember what happened before you fell unconscious. The visitor asked.

"En............" Edmund naturally recalled that battle, his body was damaged and could not return, so he drifted like this, and then the energy and oxygen were almost exhausted, and then he was unconscious. Recalling this, he also seemed to understand a little, and asked, "You saved me?"

"It seems that you are not stupid. He poured himself a drink as he spoke, and continued, "Look at you, you're a sniper in the army. ”

"Yes.................." Edmund replied weakly. He is a sniper, but during this period of fighting, his duty as a sniper was not done at all, he was completely pressed and beaten by the enemy, and even his own life was left behind by others who spared him.

"It seems, it's a bit of a story~~!" Edmund's expression, the person who came to see it very clearly, people are old and fine, although his age is not old, but the experience is still good, he naturally sees that there must be a story in it. Just as he was about to ask something, the alarm went off. The person who came laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "I really know how to choose, it seems that the question can only be asked again." After saying that, he didn't even say hello, and got up and left.

When the visitor left, Edmund also got up from the bed, but he must have not eaten for a while, and naturally his hands and feet were a little weak, and his movements were naturally much slower, when he groped his way to the bridge.

"Oh, you're awake, boy. The man on the bridge saw Edmund and said teasingly.

"That body is ~!" and Edmund couldn't hear the ridicule of the people on the ship at the moment, because he saw the body on the screen, the body, although he had seen it once, but it was too familiar to him. "This is the body of the Sword of Judgment?!"

But what shocked him was that a strange MS flew out from behind the ship. The appearance of the body is actually very distinctive, it is the standard Jim Sniper II, but after modification, the high-precision shooting scope on the head, the whole body is wrapped in a huge cloak. Except for that huge beam sniper rifle in hand.

By standards, a somewhat outdated Jim Sniper II has no chance of winning against six Rems, the latest development of the Sword of Judgment. But when the war really started, the situation was completely different. At that time, Edmund anxiously asked if there were any other mechs, and he was going to attack, but was laughed at by a group of people, saying, "Just watch the show here with peace of mind."

"It turns out that the sniper-type body can also be used like this?" this is Edmund said dumbfoundedly, which is also a portrayal of his heart. There was not much difference between the maneuverability of the old Sniper II and the original, but that person achieved the final victory with the use of tactics and the arrangement of traps. But there was another thing that he didn't understand, although the battle was won, but none of the opponent's bodies were destroyed, only wounded.

"Isn't that strange?" said the man on the bridge.

"Yes, they are the sword of judgment, they are the enemy!

"Because, they're one of the few people who do the right thing now............ said the man who connected to the bridge.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Edmund.

"There's a name you've probably heard, Blue-Eyed~!"

"Blue-eyed~~!"