Author's note: Probably because of overwork some time ago, or something, the doctor diagnosed the problem of decreased immune function, that is to say, if I don't rest and recuperate, I will have a problem, so the update has been slowing down, next week to see how the recovery effect, as soon as possible to recover the day.

Regarding today's update, I also had doubts--- whether to reduce the non-combat plot and return to the combat rhythm as soon as possible, but I decided to put the non-combat more than 4000 words on it first to see the effect, you guys.

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"That's what it looks like, looking forward to your struggle."

Brad. Brigadier Noah's voice came through the home screen. Hear Langde. The words of the commander of the Bell team, the number of people who spewed out a breath like a helpless sigh from his mouth was definitely more than one. After many years of fighting with Zeon, the troops that had always been regarded as the enemy had to fight together as simple as they boarded the ship and turned into carrying troops; And to this has to be added Langde. Team Bell has always been a comical sense of the so-called "New Human Force".

It's not so much that I feel funny, but I can't accept that I would accept its ending with such a state of mind--- belong to Land. The captain of the Bell's Clapp-class battleship, the Snowwind, thought so.

"That's what you decided... Exhaling the stagnant air in his abdomen, the captain of the Yukikaze, Gu Mamoru, said. First mate Jett standing beside him. Blake also exhaled, his thick arms clasped to his chest, and looked at Commander Blake on the screen with angry eyes.

Jett. Behind Blake stands the current Navigator Spike. Spike, Chief Engineer in overalls - Fey. Valentine, and Julia, the chief of communications with a nervous expression. Roberts, and even Medical Officer Ed. Tivorsky and other cadres on the ship. This communication was supposed to be received by the captain alone, but aside from the level of secrecy, the nine-life characteristics of this mission, the awkward combination of battles, and the current hopeless and fatigued battle situation facing the entire Federation front, the ancient guard felt that it was necessary for all crew members to correctly and intuitively understand the current situation so that they could understand the necessity of leaving their comrades behind to carry out the mission at the most critical moment of the battle situation, so he called the main cadres to the bridge. Although he actually wanted the entire crew to hear, Clapp's narrow bridge didn't have that much space--- just the officers standing in the main department were already overcrowded.

"I have suggested to the General Staff Headquarters that it would be good to send even one more ship to participate in the search, but it seems that Admiral Rebiel is also against it... Because maintaining the current front seems to be the number one priority, the problem with Side3 is also... ”

Through the screen, he was under the gaze of all the officers of the Yukikaze, and Brad's expression was bitter and helpless. Although because of the absolute combat inferiority of the Federation Army, Land. The Night-Pot-like emergency force of the Bell team was also pulled into the battle line to act as shields and swords, but Lang was in action. The Bell team's ships and mobile suit units were almost all under the direct jurisdiction of the General Staff Headquarters, and there was no freedom for independent troops, and in fact, Brad had no way of knowing their movements. But that's it, the General Staff Headquarters ordered Langde. Bell went on this life-and-death nuclear bomb interdiction mission, which was equivalent to being in Lander. Bell's commander was as funny as having his hands and feet broken and asked him to run and stop a car. Understanding his commander in this way, and considering the commander's mood of watching his subordinates desperately or even die, Gu Shou opened his mouth to express his current concerns: "Then, at least the missile's route information and related theater intelligence should be correct, right?" ”

Brad was stunned for a moment, but then wiped his face, wiped away the sentimentality and bitterness, and once again issued the voice of the commander of a unit: "There is no need to worry about this, the source and accuracy of the intelligence are guaranteed, although the attitude of the command is to save and firmly believe that Zeon must have backup measures, but it is not completely with a completely indifferent purpose... ”

"If only that were the case...

Saying this, the ancient defender felt a heavy reality on his shoulders--- perhaps there were many people in the military who were desperately working on the battlefield hoping to use an opportunity to reconcile with the cosmic colonies, but for the political circles that had not experienced the tragedy of war and the separation of life and death, but dominated the right to speak, this concept was ridiculous. Therefore, Gu Shou had no doubt that someone must have the mentality of [take the opportunity to kill Zeon's top new human combat power, so as not to have endless troubles in the future] and wanted to take the opportunity to plot against Arlando of New Zeon. Barkina, and ideas like "Take the opportunity to kill Zeon's Prince" or "What about the population of one of his colonized satellites" by cosmic immigrants probably won't be unpopular in the minds of politicians in the Earth Circle.

And if he thinks about it this way, Gu Shou thinks that it is extremely stupid for the Snow Wind to take risks--- he knows that he has already passed the age of immaturity, so he will not choose the so-called noble way of death, but on the contrary, as a mature spiritual body, it is natural to choose to die for the ideal--- he joins Langde. If the original intentions of the Bell team were burned out by the ignorance of politicians, he felt that it would be better to be a coward.

And purely from a tactical point of view, a big loop around the scorching battle line, and then piercing into deep space to carry out an interception mission against a fundamentally invisible target, may need to face unknown dangers and very likely counter-interception--- in this case, if the tactical intelligence is still wrong, then the battle is not fought.

"There's no need to worry about this, even in the administrative circle now, General Rebier has his own influence, plus the information is from the chief [Valkyrie] of the Valkyrie team, so there is enough reliability." Brad noticed Gu Shou's stiff face and said in a relaxed tone.

"Oh? In other words, in the face of the same external forces, will the general finally have the opportunity to penetrate the influence of the military? The corners of Gu Shou's mouth curled.

"With a certain ... "It's true that this kind of opinion is beginning to appear, and while it's unwise to think about dividing up the future at a time when even getting through the immediate difficulties seems to be a big problem, it's also a good thing in a way." ”

Brad said, the corners of his mouth rising slightly. Speaking of this [a certain councillor], this guy was involved in the creation of Lund. Bell, one of the members of the Defense Council, spreads his eight legs like an octopus in the Colonial Council, plus hooks up with Anaheim, he is really a great guy--- and he has a bad relationship with this guy because of his wife. At such a time, the councillor and General Rebier shouted with open voices, and if Valkyrie, the military's elite intelligence force, was personally dispatched, he could harm Lund through intelligence. The future of Bell and the colony is minimized.

However, if this does not reverse even the slightest bit of the relationship between the Confederation and the Colonies, when everything is made public, cooperating with the New Zeon army and using the assets and lives of the Union Army to help the colonies pursue the nuclear bomb will be as much a knife in the throat as the nuclear bomb itself is launched. Thinking of this, Gu Shou couldn't help asking: "Is it okay for you to stand with General Rebier?" ”

"Who knows, it's still a question mark whether the general and I will survive this war."

Lander. Bell's commander shook his head and said mockingly, but no one laughed at him. Brad looked around at the silent crew in the silence that followed, and continued calmly: "In any case, this is also an unforgivable mistake within the Federation Army, and if this mistake is to give birth to decades or even centuries of strife... For the sake of a peaceful life for us and our descendants, please you. ”

"Yes! The scheduled time for the ship to arrive at the coordinates and launch the interception is... ”

"No need to say it," Brad interrupted the ancient guard, "the relay satellite is about to fail, and I want to say something else--- I know that this kind of combat is something that will be unfair to anyone, but I still hope that you can fight for the concept of "survival--- whether you live in the present or in the future." ”

I felt that the commander seemed to be eager to be able to lead the pull on the spot. With the look in Kelam's eyes, the Ancient Salute and replied, "Yes!" ”

Brad gave one last smile and saluted the ancient salute before disappearing from the screen. A heavy silence fell on the bridge without saying a word, causing the ancient Mamoru to straighten up almost reflexively.

You can't just let the silence continue, let everyone's inner uneasiness be amplified by the silence, and the ancient shou who thought like this opened his mouth without thinking: "Gentlemen, as you have heard, with the right information and the support of the two top Newtype forces in the geosphere, we are about to do a task that the Federation Army has done almost nothing--- we are going to intercept the strategic nuclear bombs launched at the Side colony... ”

"In one way, it's a disgrace for the Union Army, and in another, it's a battle for the future... But... “

Looking around the bridge, the ancient guard found that everyone's speechless faces revealed the uneasiness and nervousness in their hearts, and the people in officer uniforms and overalls looked at the captain alone, which made the ancient guard clench his fists to prevent him from trembling because of relaxation, and responded to every look with the same mood:

"But for us in this situation, I won't say such handsome words as 'Please be aware and fight for tomorrow'. Suffice it to say - we don't have to die for something like this stupid thing to do! For me personally, a tomorrow that I don't exist is not tomorrow for me, a family that doesn't exist is not a family for my daughter, and I don't want my wife to sleep with a military medallion. Gentlemen, living is tomorrow, so don't die, everyone! From now on, fighting to survive is the best resistance that these soldiers can resist those bastard politicians who want to continue fighting! Gentlemen, live! ”

After the neat military salute, everyone nodded to the ancient guard. Nothing can be saved with a big mouth, and in this unreasonable situation where no one can easily accept it, but no one feels that they will be willing to give up, if you don't adjust your eyes and take a step, you can really only watch the end of the world coming.

Just when the ancient guards were full of courage, the officer in charge of the induction of the MS unit suddenly shouted: "There is MS approaching on the left and right sides of this ship, and the recognition signal is recognized... It's Chief Amuro and our Lund. Bell's MS, and... Belch.... MS of the New Zeon Army!"

How can you repair, you don't have to land together--- Gu Shou cursed quietly in his heart, but he still waved his hand: "Open the sequential landing procedure, let the maintenance squad be ready, and immediately after containment, the maximum combat speed will be achieved!" Mud horses... We only have one ejection track... ”

"But Captain, there's a containment passage...

"Shut up, Contri duck!"

"It's so small and broken... Ah, it is said that the second half of this ship is a plagiarism of Musai, what do you think, Xuehua? ”

"Because of the battle damage, Osa."

Seeing the shadow of the ship appearing in the window of the largest telescopic image, Guo Zhouyi almost subconsciously began to complain harshly about the warships of the Federation. Because there is no interference from the air, it is not easy to grasp the sense of distance and proximity in the vacuum of the universe, but the details can still be seen--- just from this distance, you can see that the first half is Salamis, the second half is like the hull of the mse, and there are broken anti-aircraft guns and main gun mounts--- a ship that has obviously experienced a vicious battle and has been damaged in battle.

"But, Osa, such a ship does... Matsunaga Yukika muttered worriedly, although in the parting just now, she knew the necessity and rationality of Vice Marshal Kahn to leave the main elite warships behind, but it was really worrying him to intercept strategic nuclear bombs on the tattered warships with only one ejection channel, MS storage capacity and extremely poor tail attack power. Although the main force of interception is Zeon and the Federation's two top new humans, the quality of the equipment is also very important.

But the sudden proximity alarm blocked out the fragmented thoughts in Matsunaga Yukika's mouth and head. Reflexively pulling up the joysticks, switching the two beam submachine guns into a firing stance, a jet of light was seen rapidly approaching from behind. It rapidly grew in size under her gaze, taking on the appearance of a humanoid like MS, and then broke into the orbit of its own that formed and lined up.

"What!?" Matsunaga Xuehua forcibly pressed the nerve rhythm of pulling the trigger, let out a cry almost drowned out by mechanical vibrations, and dragged the jet of light over her head, and sprayed the coma-tailed jet pressure on Guo Zhouyi and Matsunaga Xuehua's MS.

Ignoring Matsunaga, who urgently adjusted his attitude, and Guo Zhouyi, who seemed to be unresponsive, the blue-and-white MS, which was urgently slowing down, flew into the ship's route first. Looking at the inorganic human face and limbs, and the image that his father recalled as a symbol of Zeon's defeat came to mind, Matsunaga Yukika couldn't help but exclaim, "Gundam?!"

As if echoing her scream, the blue-and-white Gundam eyes that turned her head glowed through the gaps, and she stretched out her hand, her steel thumb flicking down, and then showed remarkable maneuverability, landing on the deck with a small jet.

"What are you kidding!!" Sensing the other party's provocation, Matsunaga Xuehua suddenly felt blood rushing to the top of his head.

"Xuehua, stop."

"Meifu, be careful."

Two voices with the meaning of stopping sounded at the same time in the temporary common communication channel, Guo Zhouyi looked at the same blue-and-white Gundam approaching from behind him without hurry, felt the breath he had felt before, and involuntarily opened his mouth with a rather contradictory mood:

"Amuro. Sharp... And also... ”

There's also a familiar aura, who's coming?