My best friend said that the way and rhythm of my update were out of chapter was very problematic, and the original one-month plan to finish the volume had been delayed for five months, which was very bad.

Accept criticism, then in the next chapter, I will adjust the way of breaking the chapter, or simply continue the chapter, and it is not necessary to go directly to the big chapter of 20,000 words. Please look forward to it.

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Arlando felt that the situation was a little strange now, or that there were too many places where he felt a little "relieved helplessness" about the situation in front of him, and an urge surged in his chest to make him want to do what he had seen on TV before: complain. But after brewing for a long time, he found that not to mention that it was like those comedians were complaining endlessly, even if he had a mouthful, he would not spit it out. So he temporarily gave up his plan to complain to drive the topic, and quietly looked at the situation in front of him:

Matsunaga Xuehua was lying on the sickbed next to him, looking sideways at him quietly, not knowing what he was thinking; Amuro. Sitting on the opposite side of the sickbed with the help of the cardiopulmonary detector in his hand, he lowered his head, his thumb kept rubbing the joints of his index finger, as if he was thinking about something, but he raised his head from time to time to look at the other two; One of the other two was a member of the Resistance, the young master of the Wen Na family, who was bowing his head and fiddling with some kind of instrument, while the other was Sha Ci, who was resistant to similar resistance groups. Cross Rhodes.

Zeon and the Federation have been battling for decades, and Shaci and Katoru themselves don't deal with each other, oh, if you count Meif, who hasn't regained consciousness in the intensive care room next door. O'Connor, the Zeon MS and the mercenary MS led by Congyun Hack on the side of the ship, this small fleet that is approaching the command core of the battle line is simply a hodgepodge. People who hate each other and have no intersection come together, subtly acting for a purpose that they may not even know about.

In a balance where reason restricts sensibility, the restraint and silence brought about by the cage of sensibility permeate the room quietly, until Amuro finally breaks the silence:

"It's good news that the enemy is retreating, so that we can say that, thank you, Katoru. Wenna. ”

"Don't thank me, I can't afford it," Caturu finally stopped fiddling with the instrument in his hand, revealing the bitter expression he had been hiding, "You know, when the mercenaries who accepted the mission decided to carry it out strictly, I fought it, but in the end... I didn't stick to it.,It's a miracle that this young lady and the one next door survived.。。。 ”

"What... What task? Hearing the question of life and death for his subordinates, Arlando shook the question before Amuro could open his mouth again.

"The ship that has been following you invisibly, their --- mission, heh," Sha Ci let out an ugly laugh that was half sneering and half dry, "make a war blockbuster." ”

"What do you mean?" Arlando frowned.

"It means to smile at the camera, big star." Shaci sarcastically raised his hands and made a camera gesture towards Arrando.

"Your mind is also sluggish because of the physical burden you bear due to maneuvering and the excessive use of new human abilities, so take a good rest," Amuro's eyes flashed with inexplicable emotion, he gently pushed the medical aerosol container next to him, and wrinkled his nose again, before continuing with a vague voice with a medical tube inserted in his nostrils, "I think I already understand what is going on... ”

"Please."

"Doctor, 10CC of sedatives, please get ready," Amuro glanced at the doctor who was busy next to him, "The army is a cold place, I should have known that the central command couldn't just use me and that kid and a broken ship to intercept the nuclear bomb, am I right, doctor?" ”

"That's half right," the busy doctor paused and replied without looking back, "Command needs you to locate the nuke, but the destruction mission also has A-Laws' ultra-long-range GN particle turrets as a backup option, but you've already exceeded the task. ”

"Oh, yes?" Amuro twisted the knob, slowing the aerosol flow as his hand tightened the grip on the controller.

"yes, I'll have to report on the health of a few of them now."

"This... What's going on? Watching the doctor float out after giving a military salute, Arlando looked at Amuro in confusion.

"That's an agent from the MIA," Amuro waited for the door to close before he spoke, "Don't ask me how I saw it, what I know is that we just got into a propaganda video that we didn't know about... Damn, with all I know about Rebil, I should have thought of it... ”

"In the end... What the fuck is going on?! Arlando felt his heart flutter again as if he were in a high-mobility battle.

"If you want to change a situation that seems impossible to change, you have to do two things--- take the initiative of yourself, and do things that ordinary people don't expect, that is the philosophy of war of Admiral Rebier, which won the year of war, and now, he wants to change the big picture of the geosphere... An ace of the Federation, an elite of Zeon... Joining forces to save the colony, and in the context of this war, but of course, sacrifice and risk are inevitable for the sake of truth and persuasiveness... Amuro paused and pursed his lips repeatedly, as if there was something bitter in his mouth that he couldn't swallow.

“。。。 That's a man's daughter," Arlando pointed to Yukika Matsunaga beside him, and then to somewhere he didn't know, "Those are other people's parents, children... Dear friend, he... Can't he tell us?! That's a fucking whole ship for the sake of a damn propaganda!!!! ”

"How many people do you think have died in the war between the Federation and the Colonies," Amuro's voice shuddered with a hint as his head kept rising and hanging until he finally froze his neck at the wetness in his eyes, "for our performance... Normally, he won't... They won't ... ”

"Though uh... As much as I don't want ... Well, we have something we have to say to you, after all, no one knows how long this temporary truce will last. After an unknown amount of time, Katoru struggled to speak in the silence of the full cabin.

"Hmm... Touching his face, which had only two tear stains due to restraint, Amuro nodded.

"Uh, ok, okay," Katoru patted his cheek, as if to free himself from the emotions brought about by the previous topic, "While Hiro was fighting, he turned on the zero system, and the zero system captured some data, and this data may have verified some of Moment's concerns, and both Moment and Hiro want the two of you to verify some of them... conjectures, and then request further analysis of these conjectures by the Federation's large quantum computer. ”

"Say." Arlando seemed to be in a low mood, so he spit out a word like gold.

"Well, where to start, although we have always wondered what the purpose of this enemy who suddenly launched an all-out war is, but before that the question is--- what exactly are them, although from that precious captive we know that the other party is no different from the human body, and from the open intelligence database of the Federation, we know that those people are likely to be descendants of the [Self-Proliferating Immigration Program] from a hundred years ago, well, here is very vague," Katoru's hand kept waving, as if trying to clear his mind," Since the start of the battle, I think the Federation and the Zeon Army have also noticed the vision, that is, in addition to the exceptionally advanced weapons and equipment, the soldiers of the opposing side are also ... Very... Very different. ”

"It's different, how is it different, you have eyes in the back of your head?" Matsunaga Xuehua seemed to interject rather disdainfully.

"I wish it was that simple," Matsunaga's provocative words seemed to open the plug in Katolu's head at once, making his words flow, "I can't find an exact adjective, I just know that they are different from us, initially for me who couldn't kill directly because of the ineffectiveness of the body weapons, and maybe for Mr. Cross Rhodes, that is, we vaguely feel that there is something different about the other party when we observe the battlefield instead of being in it... Everything about the other side ... It's all too smooth. ”

"What do you mean by fluency?" Seeing that Katoru was stuck again, Matsunaga Yukika wanted to use the estimated provocation to dredge the other party's train of thought, but this time it failed. Katolu. Wen Na struggled for nearly a minute, and finally gave up his normal shoulder, took out a data projection terminal and turned it on.

"Well, let the data and instruments explain," Cattoru pointed to the projection that had been split into two pieces and hit the wall, "The Zero system is simply a computer with a high calculation speed, which absorbs information from the battlefield and combines it with information from a database such as behavioral analysis data... Predicting the enemy's movements gives the pilot an advantage in battle, so the capture of the enemy's pilot's data is the basis of the Zero system. ”

"Go on." Amuro nodded.

"The behavior data of the average driver seems to have two characteristics: the first is a large-scale irregularity, they may have fixed tactical movements, but in MS combat, most of the manifestations are disorderly; Second, the driver's movements are affected by feelings, which is... I've personally experienced it through the zero system, so if you combine these two sets of data, look at the chart on the left," Catoru snorted angrily at the image, "The blue curve below is the average person, or Hiro's own movements, basically it can be said that there is no regularity, but if you take into account the fluctuations of the emotional curve, then the ups and downs of the blue line are affected by the red emotional curve... [Influence], the two are related. ”

"Oh, it's common sense that idealistic warriors who are not affected by emotions don't exist." Arlando pouted.

"If you pay attention to the right, oh, Hiro and 17 enemies exchanged fire, the same attack action, the other side actually 12 people actually used the same way to deal with it, what is the probability of this, and, this is the point," Katoru walked to the front of the chart and pointed to several intervals with his hand, "Here, this is when the battle has just started, when the opponent has an absolute advantage; Here's when we managed to fight back against some MS from the other side; Here, it was the time when the Union Army's colonial satellite laser cannon attack failed; And this is when the other party just retreated... In the face of the same attack of Hiro, if it were us, in such a different situation ... ”

"The way to deal with it will be different, the inspired fighter may be more aggressive, and the suppressed fighter may be more conservative, if you exclude the personal factor, that's probably the case," Amuro pointed to the intervals in confusion, "They all seem ... ”

"There is no change, there is no correlation between the other party's emotional curve and the action response curve--- which is the answer shown by zero." Catoru spat out an answer that made Arlando's heart cold for some reason.

"If you consider the population of the other side, could it be robots or all elite warriors?"

"But why do several MSs that serve as the lead aircraft feedback the same data as ours, and why, moreover, do they sense the enemy's mind at an instant? You don't feel it? ”

"Momentarily tried to forcibly increase the particle output, because he knew that a high concentration of GN particles would expand the sensing range," Shaci picked up Catoru's words, "and he wanted me to convey the message that he was sensing hardly anything he had sensed before... Person; The enemy doesn't seem to be without the concept of [sensibility], well, it's not clear for a moment, but what he can feel is that the other party is probably not affected by [feelings] or [emotional thinking]. Target... Troubled, they will not waver in the face of changes in the battle situation, and their comrades will die by their side, but they will not change at all, and they still execute tactical actions accurately... He can sense that the other person has ... emotions, but ... ”

"But it was as if something was holding back the emotions from affecting them, an insurmountable, cold ... Wall. Arlando said this suddenly, and looked up at Amuro.

Amuro. Leigh nodded almost imperceptibly:

"I think we sensed this sentiment from the opposing fighters, but it seemed that the wall-like thing had collapsed and disappeared after touching Arlando and me for a while, I mean after a while of fighting."

"I felt the same thing in an instant, after a period of brain quantum wave diffusion, there were some changes, so that's what I'm here for," Katoru intervened again, "I brought a set of backup information collection cores from System Zero, and if possible, hopefully collect some of this changed data as soon as possible." ”

After Catoru said this, the room was frozen in ice until Amuro removed the snorkel:

"If it was the enemy, what would happen now?"

"In this room? I guess I won't feel anything, so I'll move on to the next step. Arlando shrugged.

"So, what do you think now?" Amuro stared at Arlando until a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

"Me? I feel chills, it's a terrible feeling, a bunch of humans with broken heads? A group of perverts who use the same hardware as us, but the operating system is different? We are talking to these ... What the hell is the guy fighting? ”

Amro nodded in agreement, then floated towards the communicator:

"You know, now I want to think of myself as a GI who took the money and shot and didn't think about the far-flung things, but about the things in front of me... Will there be any changes after the enemy retreats, and what will happen to us after this truce, Communicator, I need to speak to Admiral Rybil as soon as possible! ”

The announcement of "5 minutes before entering the protection range of the fleet, all escort formations should not relax" sounded as Amuro spoke, but no one in the room cheered. Rational data turns into a burden that oppresses the emotions of the people, and then the oppressed invisible things turn into a cage of emotions for everyone to continue to waste in silence...

“。。。 Time. "Between the thrones of the Empire, Gulen. Gast spat out the last word of his speech.

"Feasible?" There was a brief question from the throne

"The tide will fall, but neither will the rising tide, and fools will drown in it, Your Majesty."