"How many times do you want me to tell you? Apollo, the battlefield is not a playground, and if you don't kill the enemy completely, you will one day die at your merciful hands. Kreuzer slapped the table angrily, "If it wasn't for the Dark Throne to help you stop the railgun last time, I would have written you a eulogy right now!! ”

"I'm sorry, Uncle Kreuzer" Apollo did not refute Kreuzer's accusation, because Kreuzer was right, he himself knew that in the last attack and defense battle in the world, the Dark Throne was in danger of dying even if it appeared a second late, and he also knew that Cruze had already started the engine and was ready to rush over and drag him away, but because of the sudden insertion of the Dark Throne, he had to stop, so even if the Dark Throne didn't come, Apollo wouldn't really die.

"Your guy's expression, no matter how you look at it, it's so annoying" Kreuzer looked at Apollo and turned his head angrily, it stands to reason that he shouldn't be angry like this, when he adopted Apollo, he wanted to get a strongest combat weapon, although Apollo's combat power is indeed beyond Kreuzer's imagination, but as a weapon, Apollo's score can be said to be negative, during the mission, Kreuzer has been distracted more than once to save Apollo who is in danger because he is unwilling to kill, for KreuzerNot only was Apollo unable to greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of his team in actual combat, but many team members, including him, sometimes even had to help him solve trouble.

"Uncle Kreuzer, are you shaking?" Apollo suddenly noticed Kreuzer's somewhat trembling body, although this tremor was fleeting, and only Apollo, who had been paying attention to Kreuzer, found that at that moment, Apollo seemed to read the feelings called fear from the face of this man who had always been called invincible.

"I've become really damn it." Kreuzer looked at his hands, although he was not trembling, but he knew very well that he did feel the fear of that moment just now, and the eyes covered by the mask showed a self-deprecating look, as if mocking his stupid self.

Kreuzer is a clone, for this world that created his own world, Kreuzer has an extremely strong hatred, he has no future, clones are born with short telomeres that doom him to die young, and now if it weren't for the anti-aging drugs developed by Dirandal for him, he would probably be in bed by now.

Actively participating in military training, commanding perfect operations again and again at the decision-making level of Zaft, if it were an ordinary person, the purpose of doing these things is nothing more than wanting fame or status, but Kreuzer is different, he is completely dismissive of these things, he expects the destruction of this world, he curses this unjust fate of himself, curses this world that makes him desperate, no one knows, everything Kreuzer is doing now is to guide the final demise.

On that day, Kruzer's only friend, Dillandal, asked him to take care of the child named Apollo, and Kreuzer now doesn't know why he agreed to it in the first place, as a weapon training? It was only a reason for him to deceive Dirandal, and even to deceive himself, and he always knew that the reason he adopted Apollo was because of the feelings called sympathy that developed in his heart.

In Apollo, Kreuzer saw his own shadow, although he didn't know who his parents were, but he was created as a test-tube baby but never cared about him, maybe Apollo's parents didn't know his existence at all, maybe his parents were not satisfied with such offspring and abandoned it, no matter which one it was, Apollo was an abandoned real product.

Kreuzer himself is similar, as a clone of El da Flada's failure, he did not inherit El da Flada's excellent business ability, even if he was taught by El da Flada for a long time in hell, he could not meet El da Flada's requirements, so his childhood can be said to be unbearable, every day is like hell, and he has to be constantly looked down upon, and finally he set fire to El da Flada and his wife together, and then went to the plant.

After learning of the fact that he was a clone from the mouth of Dirandal, he understood the reason for what happened to him, and his hatred for this world may be almost impossible to erase from this point in time. Kreuzer is not disgusted by his hatred, this is what he must to achieve his goal, and he wants to use his hatred to completely burn the world away.

In Kreuzer's view, Apollo was also a tragedy produced by the science of this era, and he should also have hatred for the world, but he was wrong, Apollo did not hate the world, and the feelings called kindness were engraved on his soul like the deepest imprint, no matter how cruel the reality was, Apollo never let his essence waver.

Obviously they are the product of two such similar destinies, but Kreuzer and Apollo are two completely opposite extremes, the purest 'evil', and the most extreme 'good', if this world has the existence of the Creator, Creuzer has to ask him no matter what the cost, why create these two diametrically opposed existences?

Maybe it's a subtle influence, just when Kreuzer lectured Apollo, he began to think about the meaning of what he was going to do for a moment, it was this momentary thought that made him afraid, Kreuzer has always been extremely firm in his goal, but now there is a wavering, he is afraid, once he thinks about this problem, then he will not be able to move forward, then everything he has done before will be in vain, like the most ridiculous farce.

"Uncle Cruze, are you alright?" Apollo looked at Kreuzer with some concern, his tone was not very natural, it was the first time he had seen Kreuzer in this situation, in his understanding, Kreuzer had always been the strongest, no one could defeat him, but now, Kreuzer showed the weakest side that Apollo had ever seen.

"I'm fine, you go back and rest first, and be careful not to be so naïve in the future." Kreuzer waved his hand to let Apollo leave, he consciously avoided Apollo's gaze, because those eyes were like the clearest holy water in the world, reflecting the world anytime and anywhere, Kreuzer didn't know why he had lost the courage to face it now

"Mr. Wu Ming, this is the money that I and several other former UN survivors have scraped together, a total of 11.37 billion earth dollars." With gauze wrapped in his eyes, Molukiwo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, solemnly handed a bank card to Wu Ming, today is April 1st, he didn't know where he learned that Zaft would carry out the Australian spaceport descent operation today, but this time he didn't want to hire the Snake Mercenary Group to help the Earth Coalition Army, because he got the news that while Zaft was carrying out the descent operation, he would carry out the neutron jammer diffusion operation, and he hoped that the Snake Mercenary Group could stop Zaft from dropping the neutron jammer.

In the last Victoria spaceport descent operation, Zaft failed because he did not have the support of ground combat forces, in order to suppress the United Earth Army, the plant council passed a bill to spread neutron jammers, and in this Australian spaceport operation, Zaft wanted to cut off the energy production line of the United Earth Army.

The fossil energy of the C.E era has been exhausted, the main energy supply on the earth is nuclear energy, if the neutron jammer is spread throughout the earth, the earth will fall into an energy crisis, although this can suppress the numerical advantage of the Earth Coalition to the greatest extent, but it also means that a large number of civilians on the earth will face famine and cold because of the energy crisis, and the number of casualties will definitely exceed the original situation of the total destruction of Julius-7.

Molukivo is also for this reason, he does not hesitate to sell all his existing belongings, and wants to make up enough money to hire the Snake Mercenary Group, not only him, but several former leaders of the United Nations also have the same idea as him, they do not want to see countless people die of hunger and cold, so they do their best to raise money, because they know that in the current world of confrontation between the Earth United Army and the Plant, the only one who has the ability to interfere with the actions of these two groups is the Snake Mercenary Group, which corresponds to the sky-high commission, is that undoubted strength, and Molukivo also knows that the backstage of the Snake Mercenary Group is the Garden of Eden, which makes the three major councils jealous, so as long as the Snake Mercenary Group is willing to take action, it is very likely to avoid an energy crisis.

"Mr. Molukivo, I have made it very clear on the phone, if the commission is calculated with Plant as the opponent, the commission required for this dispatch is at least 100 billion earth dollars." Wu Ming looked at the man lightly and said, "You haven't scraped together enough money to make us do it yet." ”

"I know, Mr. Wu Ming, pay these money first, and we will find a way to make up for the rest later, and it doesn't matter if the interest is higher." Molukiwo stood up with his crutches and said, because of the vigorous exercise, the wound on his foot cracked again, and the blood gradually stained the bandage red, but he didn't care at all, compared to his injury, if he couldn't prevent the April Fool's Day crisis, the consequences would definitely be beyond everyone's imagination, "If Zaft's operation is successful, the indirect death is not what we can imagine now." ”

"Mr. Molukivo, let me be clear first, I am not a savior." Wu Ming still shook his head and rejected Molukivo, "I'm just a mercenary now, a mercenary villain who doesn't have any position, and doesn't have any justice at all, and if I don't have enough benefits, I won't help anyone." ”

"But it's me" Molukiwo's hand holding the cane burst out of the hideous veins, he felt for the first time that he was so powerless, what about the UN Secretary-General, no matter how much he shouted before, no one stopped exploiting the Coordinator, and today no matter how much he pleaded, he couldn't stop the Coordinator's revenge on the earth, just like a spectator waiting for the tragedy to come.

"I took this commission." When Molukivo didn't know what to do, the voice of Wind Slash Binghua suddenly reached the reception room where he was through the broadcast, "This action is an arbitrary act of me, Wind Slash Binghua, the captain of the Dark Throne, so I am not eligible to accept payment. ”

"Miss Wind Slash" Molukivo remembered that there was another person who could have prevented the April Fool's crisis, the girl who saved Julius-7240,000 people, a hero who was fearless in the face of the United Earth ships, in the face of nuclear bombs, and in the face of the curse of the Coordinator by natural people.

"Binghua, you can't stop this time." Wu Ming did not stop or approve of Feng Slashing Binghua's private attack, but just coldly expressed his opinion, "This time you are not facing a Coordinator or a natural person, but the fate of this world war, called the future of the general trend. ”

"Even so, I'm going." Feng Slashing Binghua's voice seemed very firm, she knew what Wu Ming meant, but even if it was fate, she had to stop it, she wanted to pull back the life it devoured from the mouth of the giant beast called fate, "I will definitely save you, last time I was able to stop the Blood ** Festival, this time I can also stop the April Fool's Day crisis." ”