Iron-Aosta Battleship Graveyard on the border of the Federation of Gerente

The Federal Navy cruiser Scotty slowly passed by the wreckage of the MVA, and looking out of her porthole, the remains of the giant ship were like a mottled, bronze canopy, enveloping the tiny battleship and the future of Gironte and Gadari. Pale ionic tails propelled the tiny hull through the gaps between the white bones. From time to time, the cold navigation lights swept over the once majestic hulls, and in the miserable white light, the shocking corpses seemed to be suddenly awakened, and they gasped, roared, and were clad in bronze or iron-gray armor to rise from the silent tomb, and let out a soul-piercing scream at the uninvited guest.

Sylvia. Roland stood quietly by the porthole of the command cabin, not saying a word. Seven years ago, it was here that the fanatical Gadari soldiers stormed the fateful battlefield of Ian Aosta in rudimentary ships, their heart-rending screams, and their desperate charges created the nightmare of the Union Navy for an entire era. But today, the two groups of soldiers who had fought to the death slept quietly together, and they and the remains of their ships were resting on each other, like a group of inseparable brothers.

It's just that the war is still going on, and the dead can abandon their ethereal beliefs and doctrines, and let the souls hug each other, while those who are still alive do not have such luxurious power. At this moment, her hand was still nervously pressed on the matching gun under the hem of her skirt, even if she didn't know how much of a matching gun with a decorative nature was far greater than the use nature in the face of the demon on the battlefield.

Elordi. Sue, the spirit of the MIA, who had been the blade of Gadari in the deepest nights, now sat in silence in a black military trench coat, as if the war had not yet broken out. Sylvia looked at the terrible woman, and after all these years, she still had the same appearance as she had been when she was a petty officer. Except for the hair that grew a little longer, lazily and casually on his shoulders, the rest of the place was still as sharp as a long knife with a fierce force.

"Lieutenant General," she stared at Sylvia coldly, and finally took the initiative to break the silence, "You...... I don't need that gun. ”

Her voice was as pale as the light shining in from outside, but there was a faint hint of imperceptible sentimentality. Sylvia knew where the sentimentality came from, and even if they had ever been together drinking, betting, and listening to boring jokes, they would inevitably have guns against each other.

This is their fate and their sorrow.

"Yes...... "The lieutenant general, who is no longer young, smiled reluctantly and simply pulled out his matching gun. With you at such close distance, I don't think I have any chance of winning. ”

She stared at the woman in front of her, who was also no longer in her prime, and saw something flickering in her eyes for a moment, and then quickly extinguished it like a fire in the embers. Elordi turned her head slightly out of the window, avoiding her gaze, "You know I didn't mean that. She whispered, her voice as cold as her soul.

"I know what's the use? Can we just put down our guns because we understand each other? Sylvia smiled wryly and raised her gun to aim. The well-maintained barrel let out an imperceptible moan, and the electromagnetic guide was charged in a brief moment, waiting for the moment to be activated. "Elordi. Sue, why on earth are you here, the dignified Commodore Gadari, the owner of the Gadari Military Secrecy Bureau, why did you take the initiative to find a theater commander of the Federal Navy? ”

"You don't believe me......" Elordi sighed and didn't say anything more.

"What do you tell me to believe in you? Buck. Bell's bear told me that an intelligence officer would come over to give a briefing, but he didn't tell me it was you! Shouldn't someone like you have everything ready in the dark, and when you step into the light, it should be the time when the dust has settled? Sylvia held her gun steadily and said in a deep voice.

"You think my arrival is a conspiracy......" the brigadier general opposite her said faintly, his voice extremely indifferent. In her tone, Sylvia could not hear anger, sarcasm, or even the slightest hint of a wave, and the soldier's intuition was constantly warning her, because such calmness often meant danger, that her opponent was coldly calculating the gains and losses and could not make mistakes on impulse.

"Isn't it? The wanted warrant for the Pearl of the Blue Sea is still in effect, and you are worth 30 million, which is only in the ranking of Moen. Lyday's back! You tell me, Elodi, how could you have come to me alone at the risk of your own life if it weren't for any purpose? She said and took a vigilant step back, her whole body tense, like a lioness in a confrontation.

"Sylvia," said Elody, sitting still, glancing up at the lieutenant general in front of her, and then said word by word, "I know you don't believe me, and I have no reason to gain your trust. What I can tell you is that I am risking my life because I believe there is the answer I need. ”

"Answer?" Sylvia's face was filled with a hint of confusion, "Is the answer you said is the witch of Yin Chen......" Before she could finish her words, a terrible alarm sounded, and a bright warning window popped up out of thin air, like a red avalanche. "What's going on?" She looked at Elordi almost instinctively. Sue, however, suddenly lost her balance, and the "Sycodi" was like an angry beast, trembling and making a sharp turn.

"Will ...... General, we are under attack by unknown missiles! Hit fifteen seconds later...... We...... How do we do it! A message came in, and the officer on duty trembled and reported to her. The generation of young soldiers who grew up after the Battle of Ian-Aosta has not been tempered by the flames of war for too long. In the face of a sudden blow, they completely forgot about the training they had received, and even their duties. There was chaos in the ship's communications network, filled with hysterical roars and even irrational screams.

"Panic what! Activate all active defenses! Nano Repair System Standby! The battleship accelerates 790, and after 30 seconds, the injection of electrical appliances begins the first round of emergency energy filling! Sylvia struggled to her feet from the ground and gave a loud command. The shipboard AI instantly passed her voiceprint recognition and executed it efficiently. Pale light flashed through the portholes, and through the gaps in the horrible wreckage, she could even make out the glow of the missile's tail flame with her naked eye.

Seven years have passed like wildfire across the barren Star Plains, and perhaps she will soon be a part of these corpses, just like the soldiers who died in this sea of dead souls seven years ago...... "It's finally done...... These stupid lunatics! In a trance, she seemed to hear Brigadier General Gadari, who was sitting like an ice sculpture, muttering to herself. Then the high-speed kinetic warheads hit the armor of the battleship one by one, and the eye-burning light flooded everything in front of her.