Almost at the same moment when the dance party in the villa of Ouyang Heavy Industry in Hawaii suddenly changed, in the night sky of Hawaii, in the altitude of 12,000 meters above Guo Zhouyi's head, 12 MSs were soaring in the old-era fighter formation mode of two-plane formation. Perhaps because the density of the atmosphere limits maneuverability, a significant number of MSs that are responsible for air combat missions in the atmosphere are still designed to resemble the fighters of the old era, and these 12 MSs are exactly like this.

"Akula2, Akula2, hey, brother, wake up, you can't fall asleep even at night." Accompanied by the banter words coming from the communicator, Motg. Esparta's hand shook, and his purpose-built Tauras, painted in a mix of silver gray and dark blue, shook his wings, which were relatively short compared to real old-time fighters.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm awake, and you'll have no problem letting me fly until tomorrow morning." A little to the bottom left of Motg, Ralph can be heard from the cockpit of another blue-and-black painted Terras. Garros replied lazily and yawned widely.

"I'm sorry I won't let you fly until tomorrow morning, and I'll be back in another hour, and I'll have a good night with Maocchio today."

"You're talking about a pleasant night to take her to a movie at the base," Raffle shook his head in response to the show-off, "when will you get Captain Maochou to agree to pole dancing for all of us?" ”

"Wow !!" "Akula One, Down!" "It's a fireball, Squadron Leader!" "Maao pole dancing! Akula 8, get out of the way of me, I think my erected brother is about to breathe fire, if you don't want to be knocked down, get out of here, haha! ”

The next moment Lovell uttered the pole dance, such a strange laugh or roar came out of the other 10 MSs.

"You souls... Ravel smiled happily as he said these words from his comrades, and then he pressed the communicator button again, "But seriously, don't have some fun... Oh, you know, war is terrible, but what we're doing right now is also terrible, boring... ”

"What do you want to do, lead the team to test the new machine, you are still bored, what do you want to do, ah?"

"Hey, hello, what kind of new machine is this?!" Raffle shook the joystick, and Taurath immediately jerked and tumbled.

"It's you who can't drive it yourself, so you're complaining," Mottge tapped his finger on his helmet, making a crisp sound, "Akula 3, what's the state of the new machine?" ”

"I feel like I'm driving my grandfather's broken Mercedes, this machine sucks, and now I think about it when I take over this thing, I'm still happy like something, it's stupid." Some dejected voices came from the Union-FLAG flying beneath the two Topas.

"I'll just say, although it's a good idea to use GN particle jetting and our lightweight metal to create an advantageous MS in the atmosphere, but this kind of shoddy rush machine must have a bunch of problems, and ah, why do we have to carry a bunch of bullshit GN weapons that are not compatible with the body without a combat mission!!" Raffle shouted in a rather hilarious tone of irritability in the squadron's channel.

"If I had known what the upper echelons of the military department were thinking, I wouldn't be flying around here with you souls now, oh,... Moteg. Sparta's words were cut short and the sound of swearing and the ticking of certain instruments could be heard in the channel.

"Akula1, Moteg, Moteg, what's wrong, hey!"

"Akula 2, this is Akula 4, the squadron leader is smoking, and near the GN missile box mounted on the belly, you can see smoke and a little bit of particle leakage."

"Looks like you're going to have to go back to the movies with Mao anyway, let's go back, I personally suggest you throw away that weapon case too, it looks like it's going to explode at any moment." After flying under Mottger's belly and looking at it, Lovell reluctantly suggested.

"I can't throw it away now, it should be a residential area where some kind of party is being held, and it will be fun to throw it down, and then fly to the shallow water; This is Akula 1, ready to break away from the formation and return home, Akula 3, take over. ”

The two Teras immediately pulled up their height and slowed down and began to move towards the tail of the formation, when Raffle heard his comrades humming a soft song: "-historia-mutat-valde (When history is facing upheaval)... somnus-finit (the end of dreams) ... 】

This is sung in Lost Latin, and his comrade-in-arms can't sing it until he fights, but what's going on now?

"Mottger, you are..."

Lovell. Before Garros could finish his words, a flash of light interrupted him, and like countless fireflies pouring out of one place in an instant, countless miniature GN missiles erupted from the missile box that was supposed to be malfunctioning and was emitting black smoke, covering the squadron that had already flown in front of them in an instant. Multiple explosions of light appeared in the sky almost simultaneously, screaming with flashes of light. Garros convulsed in his seat as if he had been electrocuted.

Two minutes ago, my comrades-in-arms were still talking, laughing, and farting... Moteg... What's going on... The weapon is out of control? Lovell. Garros' head went blank.

"Rebellion, rebellion, the most evil word, my dear friend, just like it was when Pandora was revolutionized, except that you and I started the fire at that time, and have you forgotten?"

Rebel?! Mottge fired?! Raffle felt the whole world sink into a white glare.

But in the next moment, particle beams struck from behind him, grazing his body and flying past, and in the plasmaized air, the GN particles that were emitting flying away brought him a cauterizing alarm on the surface of his body; The silver-gray Toulas was already flying and swooping down, the torn atmosphere bringing out a white vapor of water.

"Mottger!! What do you want?! Manipulated by almost instinctive driving instinct and fury, the blue-black Toulas also swooped down with a roar.

"You probably don't know, dear friend, there's a group of big people in the villa below, and maybe those wreckage can cause enough trouble, but I'm a little worried, so I'll have to go down myself."

"The wreckage?! Those are our brothers, our comrades-in-arms!! How can you?! Raffle roared angrily.

“。。。 What's the difference, brother, friend ... On the battlefield, they are all combat units called warriors.,Whether it's erased or erased, others should have no complaints.。。。 ”

"Mottger, you !!"

"You and I both fought in Orb, and that land and the land below look almost the same at this height, and the same thing you and I did at that time, it doesn't make any difference at all, we destroyed that country, we captured that guy, but look at it now, nothing has changed... That country was rebuilt ... And he's down there ... We are the virus, our best friends ... So either destroy the virus or let it destroy everything ... Friend... ”

"What the hell are you talking about?

"The opportunity to erase everything and start over is coming, and I decided to embrace this opportunity, you are not destined to come with me, so...

“。。。 Come on, comrade-in-arms!! After today, the Akula callsign can only be used by one person! ”

Accompanied by Mottger. With Esparta's shout, Tauras, who had dived first, ignited six thrusters, causing the body to turn vertically and deform at a speed close to the speed of sound, and then tumble, and in an instant it circled behind Lovell, who had not had time to pull up.

The tactical action that the two of them studied together, this kind of luring and rolling to the sides made them the victors of the battle many times, and now this kind of co-ordinated action cannot be done by themselves. Shoved the bitter and spicy realism back into his chest, Lover held back the tears in his eyes and opened the throttle valve, and then made Teras make a tumble that was almost the same as before, but significantly smaller, and rushed above Mottger.

"Moteg. Asparta, follow me back to base! ”

The answer to him was that after suddenly turning into a humanoid, the GN particle bullets that were fired from the two twin rapid-fire particle cannons, and the dense rain of light bullets swept towards Lovell, forcing him to make a slight orbit change; Taking advantage of the moment he changed his orbit, Mottger's Teras once again activated all six thrusters at once, and with the scorching flash behind him, the speed of the silver-gray Teras suddenly decreased; After slowing down, it quickly morphed again, tumbling behind Lovell, shooting a tightrope at the same time.

"Poof... Ahem... With Mottger's intermittent voice, the two machines connected to the video communication, and the screen was scarlet, "Best friend... ”

"Although it's a tactical move invented together, it's too taxing on the body, and neither of us can do it completely, you... Moteg you ... ”

"I don't know what to say, then don't say it, just let the instinct of the moment you pull the trigger guide us, everything is fate!"

With Mottg's weakened roar, the tightrope was cut off, and the short communication time ended in an instant, and the two Teras began to chase through the air again.

"Shoot, coward!!" With the re-elevated pitch came an even more violent jet of particles.

Moteg. Esparta, his best friend, had just slaughtered the entire squadron, but he was his best friend...

Tellez. Queshurinada, his own superior, who appreciated him, accepted himself and Moteg who had rebelled in the Pandora Revolution, and his orders clearly included a guarantee of the safety of the villa below...

[The Virus of the World... 】

[The world looks the same at this height... 】

[Coward... 】

[Best friends... 】

Countless streams of heat rushed up to the brain, making Lovell. Garros had a splitting headache, along with the pain in his body, and the continuous high-speed maneuvering made him feel that his body was in the same state of collapse as Moteg, but, but this time there was no chance for him to risk his "life" to complete the task, because once he "disappeared", this Tauras would rush straight down and make a mess below...

[Intuition at the moment of pulling the trigger]

[Another Pandora Revolution]

[The opportunity that swept everything]

It's as if some kind of gear in the body or soul has snapped together, Raffle. Garros pushed and pulled with all his might, turning the two joysticks in two opposite directions, and pressing the pedal with all his might.

"Damn !!"

The blue-black Toulas violently made a cobra roll, and the moment his nose was aimed at Moteg who had brushed with him, Ravel. Garros pulls the trigger.

"Ahhh!!!hhh

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[We have detected another awakened individual.] 】

[Quickly investigate the individual number, God forbid this is not another unplanned awakened body]