The Federal Army's Naha has landed at the base, and although it is facing the impact of the Federal Army's reorganization plan, which even the military industry cannot stop, it still maintains a large establishment compared to other military groups, and the entire base is full of parts and Union soldiers who operate like parts. But in this room labeled [Data Security Room for the Surveillance System in the Base] sat the Federal Army Soldier Cao Bryce. Nobel felt that even if he had the consciousness of being a cog and a part, this room was too helpless for him as a person.

The substitution of fixed footage for a monitor in a classic movie from the old days would not have happened at Naha Base, and Bryce knew that it was because of the data security system in the room that he and his colleagues were responsible for working, but the room, which was less than five meters long and wide, had nothing but two chairs, a large number of projected virtual screens, and consoles.

People also have desires, needs, Bryce sighed, the treatment of the main control room and CIC is much better than here, at least there are more people, not like himself... Thinking of this, Bryce turned his gaze to his colleague Amandeep, who was patrolling the various data monitoring screens like an eagle. Laborious. on Darra.

"Oman, why don't they just let the program monitor the program?"

"Do you want to be unemployed?" Amandeep's words choked Bryce's words in his throat, and Bryce, who felt a little disappointed, looked at Amandeep's face a little dazed, which had characteristics that transcended anger and anxiety. Aman, a burly guy in his early thirties, a veteran from Punjabi, although he has been a civilian for a while, Price feels that the thin lips and light eyebrows attached to that face still do not have a trace of civilian meanness. Maybe that's the difference between my colleague and myself? Bryce couldn't help but feel a little frustrated when he thought of this, he knew that what Aman said was right, if all the computers were to do all the work, then the Federation Army would face a lot of layoffs, and this was not such a simple thing...

。。。 However, what really makes me depressed seems to be that I always feel that I have a gap with Oman... Sitting in an office with such colleagues ... Alas... Bryce, who was thinking in such a frustrated way, let go of the hand supporting his chin and sat up straight, but the next moment, the soft sound of something falling to the ground caught his attention. He looked to the ground and saw that the watch that Amanddeep had been hanging on his waist seemed to have fallen.

"Thank you." Amandeep turned to Bryce and said words of thanks before Bryce could reach over and give him a reminder.

"What's in there?" Bryce, who felt suppressed everywhere, suddenly felt a suffocation in his heart, and the part of the tutoring about politeness and respect for other people's privacy was left behind by him, and the burning question of countering reason blurted out before Bryce could think about it.

"A letter, a letter that I didn't have time to deliver." With enough time for Bryce's face to change to a state of [I was surprised], Armandeep slowly turned around, faced his colleagues, and slowly gave an answer.

Bryce felt that he must be a cold face now that he was poked in the sore spot, he saw that Aman's eyes contained a gloomy light, and realized that he seemed to have been suppressed by this colleague who had been on the battlefield Bryce felt a burst of fire again, which made Bryce not look at other countries, but looked at Oman:

"Letters from your former comrades-in-arms to relatives and friends?"

"Yes."

I don't know if it was overwhelmed by Bryce's burst of momentum or something else, Amandeep's expression softened, he reached out and gently opened the watch, with the click of a spring, a small video terminal popped out, and stopped after a few laps on the console. Bryce recognized that little thing, he also had one, and in the current shortage of natural resources, that little thing was the [suicide note] of the Union soldiers, which was usually behind everyone's "dog tag". Although some have criticized this as another money-making plan by Anaheim and the Union Military Department, the electronic suicide note, which can record the sound and convert it into a text backup, is indeed very popular with the soldiers。。。。。。

[Dear Linxi... 】

A voice interrupted Bryce's scattered thoughts by a voice in the background, and he found that Amandeep had inserted the electronic suicide note into the multi-purpose interface on the console, and the suicide note had already begun to play.

【。。。 Now I'm waiting for the plan to start, now I'm thinking about you, I can't find anything other than thinking about you ... Listen to me, my dear, no matter what happens in this mess, I hope I can come back to you. I've got it all in place, so you're not going to get hurt either, so I'm hoping I can get back to you because, hey, I know that as your lover, if I can go back, you're happy. But, in case I can't go back, I'll find someone who will definitely be able to go back and pass it on to you, you know, Black Aman. Thanks, Oman. Uh, that's all there ... It's time to get ready... 】

“。。。。。。 I'm sorry.... Bryce bowed his head.

"It's okay, I don't care anymore, although at the beginning I also wondered, why are those who are not afraid of death or even want to die survive, and the guy who wants to survive the most will never come back, but this is war, in the midst of war, isn't this normal...

"Didn't you hand over this thing?

"I didn't get it, after suppressing the chaos on the moon, when I came out of that blood-red October and found 10-03-35 Dingsdell Street, Lincy was no longer there, and compared to me, who couldn't die, the drunken violence of a veteran who didn't get war pension was enough to kill her.

"Death is not ... Fall? Bryce suddenly felt a cold tingling sensation, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"As long as there are differences between people, wars will not disappear, even if no one sows the seeds of war, people can find a reason, but this intermittent outbreak of war can not only push the gears of the economy, but also release the human desire to struggle, just as a small earthquake can alleviate the arrival of a large earthquake... The federal government has been institutionalizing warfare, and they're doing a good job, and it's really good that even a conglomerate of terrorism and resentment like Zeon can be governed。。。。。。 But our arrival may be like a new virus for a stable virus system, the beginning of chaos and the beginning of opportunity... ”

"You!!... Bryce looked at the smiling Amandeep, and suddenly felt that the cold pain that made him break out in a cold sweat just now seemed to suddenly change from fantasy to reality.

"There's something on the case, you just get some sleep, and when you wake up, it's the beginning of a new world, and we'll be absorbed first, then absorbed, managed first, and then managed, and just let the world get satisfaction from us, and we'll solve everything." With these words, Amandeep walked over to Bryce's side, dressed Bryce, who had passed out on his stomach on the console, and then took off Bryce's personal communication terminal.

[The white ball is already in place and you can tee]