The rapidly descending "couch" carried the blood slightly towards the head, Sarah. Cecil felt a swelling sensation that he didn't normally feel rushing up to his head, blurring his vision a little.

What did the Speaker that he and the rest of the Independent Brigade had just embraced?

Why on earth did she show that expression, it was almost like repentance, to whom she was repenting, and for whom?

Is she right, is the people really so short-sighted, and protecting those who are short-sighted is where the honor lies?

Myself and ...

Lux. Klein and Kira. Yamato has a special temperament in his body, in the eyes of himself and other people who chase these two people, it is a kind of "divergent" existence, a kind of consciousness that is not willing to be just a cog of the world and passively run--- the world is imperfect, if you want to convince ten people, you have to prepare ten good reasons, but in order to give people time to understand, some people think that an absolute authority is needed...

Like a merciless god who commands the footsteps of all, an arrogant dictatorial machine that turns a deaf ear to the words of others; But once such a system is established, it becomes a self-contained machine, and the mechanical instinct to protect itself engulfs everyone in the system, turning them into cogs who will do whatever it takes to keep the system running.

Lux. Klein is supposed to have no such "phenomenon" in him, Kira. Yamato itself is simply challenging the concept of gear...

But just now in the body of the former singer, Sara felt as if she felt some kind of sorrow, as if the breath of mechanical twisting, but it was not the kind she hated, the dead silence and "resignation" feeling as a cog that many Union soldiers had felt...

Haunted by thoughts like this, Sarah. Cecil found that the movement had stopped, and he was sitting in a dazzling light, a huge hangar, a lonely-looking rail, and he was sitting at one end of the rail, looking down through the small mesh, many people who were supposed to be technicians, looking up at him, and he couldn't see their expressions.

Wait, where is this?!

Sara finally woke up from her trance. Cecil looked at the massive cavity in astonishment.

"I've been waiting for you for so long." An old, but agitated voice stopped in front of Sarah.

Standing up, Sara looked at the owner of the voice--- an old man with a mustache, the top of his head was bare and a little funny, but the light in the old man's eyes that did not look like a man-made object made Sara unable to smile.

"Adjusters, new humans, reformers, in fact, all have something in common, in the face of huge existential pressure, human beings can only either reduce the scale of their own civilization, or look outward to find a new way out, human beings have chosen the latter, but in order to implement this choice, in the process of human beings facing a huge transformation, we must not let limited resources be spent on the minds of all people now, yes, the most limited resources---"

"Time... Sara picked up the old man's words, and after spitting out these two words, she felt a faint warm pulse in an unused area of her brain, and Sara clenched her fists.

"Yes, time, so people have made gods, merciless, arrogant mechanical gods--- unified government to lead them forward, but at the same time, they have also left themselves the seeds of activation, the existence that will sprout and bloom in the coldest of machines, and activate the seeds of the human soul when that machine will lead humanity to rusty apoptude...

"Adjusters, changemakers, new humanity...

Bang! There was a tremor that made the old man and Sara who were standing on the suspended passage stagger.

"Once again, we don't have time, and once again, we need a combination of cold and warmth to save this part of human society, come with me." The old man took Sara and strode up the path.

That is, Mobile Suit?

Sara looked up, and the huge, crimson Iron Warrior stood there, although the eyes under the mask were dim because they were not electrified, but the golden split antenna gave the square-lined face a little more "life"; Red, red, all blinding red, although I've heard that red stimulates people's nerves, but Sarah. Cecil still felt his eyes stinged by the crimson MS--- an awe-inspiring and sharp aura emanating from it.

"It's not just for pretty." The old man looked at Sara and frowned, and then said this.

But phase transfer armor shouldn't be that color when it's not powered up, Sarah. Cecil raised his own doubts.

"As you may have noticed, there is no shield in this mech's armament, not even a built-in shield to block light waves."

Really didn't see the shield, Sarah. Cecil glanced at the row of weapons placed next to Crimson MS, but found no shield, and the sleek arms definitely didn't look like they were equipped with a lightwave shield generator.

"In the face of particle beams that attack with kinetic and thermal energy, many of our defense systems need to be improved, but the first step is finally coming out, maybe this is common sense to you--- but many times, the materials used in the body's anti-beam shield are much more expensive than the materials of the body itself...

"Do you mean..."

"That's right, that's it, the Red Wolf (Redwolf) has undergone the most advanced processing, and there is no problem with the limited resistance to the bombardment of the Iron Fist rocket and the Beam Magnum rifle provided by Zeon, although the weight has been greatly increased, but it has learned the lesson of no effective AMBAC control, and the Red Wolf is equipped with 32 attitude control vents in addition to the two-base thermonuclear rocket, which will make it extremely flexible; As for weapons, two yang electronic rifles... ”

"Wait, Yang Electron Rifle?!" Sara looked in amazement at the two weapons that were being fitted to the MS's waist with square muzzles.

"Remember the so-called deuterium nuclear beam transmission system, the largest and most successful in the history of Zaft's military industry*, I would be happy to explain to you what was proposed in the old era in 1924 by an Indian scientist named Bose and Albert Einstein, but ... It seems that there is no time, hmph, the energy transmission efficiency of the red wolf is probably above the entire era, so fire as much as you want, before you run out of magazines. ”

"Great mech, I'm sure, but," Sara was already back focused on the problem at hand, driven by the repeated vibrations, "But, leave it to me to drive, I'm just a guy who doesn't even have a red coat, and my driving skills aren't at the forefront when the independent team is around!" ”

"Do you think we just pulled out a random list and then caught you out at random, of course not," the old man pushed Sara towards the passage to the cockpit, "The difference between the adjusters and the changemakers, the new humans, or the gap, is also in the word time, they can sense the killing intent of the enemy, coupled with Zaft's original body, which can't catch up with the speed of a human, caused us to lag behind, which is also Kira." The key to Yamato's overwhelming combat power --- time difference, the driver needs time to think, and the adjuster's nervous thinking response/sensing speed is excellent, but no matter how fast you think, you can't catch up with the instantaneous reaction, and the body that is directly driven by that reaction without manual manipulation... Don't argue with me about what is because of the body, the machine itself is an auxiliary to humans, and if the machine needs human beings to improve in order to perform, then it is already outdated... ”

"Time difference?! Well, the time difference, how can I 。。。。。。 ”

"Let the world slow down in the eyes of man, while maintaining the speed of thinking, supplemented by a sensitive and flexible organism...

"Let the world slow down in the eyes of men?!"

"Eat this for me." While Sara's mouth opened wide in surprise, the old man suddenly shoved a capsule into Sarah's mouth, and punched Sara in the jaw.

"Ahem!"

"I'm not sure if this will work, and I'm not sure what changes it will make, but use your extra time to give Plant some time!" The old man pushed Sara into the cockpit and closed the hatch.

Sara was about to break out, but after the green light that spread out like a network of blood vessels dissipated, the face that emerged made him stop:

"Lord Lux, Lord Speaker, what the hell is going on?!"

"Time is a luxury a lot of the time, just like now, can you still fight without knowing the whole truth?"

"Speaker, there's a misunderstanding here, you..."

"To protect everything, to defend the very concept of existence, to fight, to fight with a knight's heart against the dirtiest of bandits...

"Speaker, listen to me。。。。。。。" Sara. Cecil almost pounced on the panorama screen, but Lux. Klein's portrait disappeared and was replaced with another image---

Lying there with an oxygen mask, her blonde hair made her as poignant as a touch of golden sunlight trapped in the glass.

Yes, she was also on the April satellite, and she had been asked to be treated in April, the girl who hadn't had time to say "I'm sorry" before she had time, the girl who was seriously injured by her own hands。。。。。。

Fighting simply to maintain the concept of being ... Myself, there are so many things I haven't said to her personally, at least, I haven't apologized in person...

"Haven't asked your name yet?"

"Let's come back alive, remember to take the medicine next to the helmet, maybe the adjuster's body is really strong, but this red wolf, if you are not careful, it will destroy you, connect to the network of the military department, and pass the red wolf's IFF over!" The old man shouted at the manipulators around him.

Sara in a helmet. As soon as Cecil nodded, the huge impact caused him to crash into the ejected airbag that had not secured himself.

The outer walls are pierced, pierced by such thoughts, Sarah. Cecil looked up in the midst of the fierce concussions--- the world was filled with flames, and all that was visible was the color of the dancing flames...

"Good job, shoot a laser at the rift." In the cockpit of the warrior who had just swung his beam knife and cut the enemy in two, Nadir, the leader of the "Outsider" unit, gave orders to the wingman.

Now that the breach has been opened, the next step is to fire lasers at the fire-breathing rift as planned, indicating targets for Kim carrying Fortress-class missiles.

Red light sticks out from the bottom of the cracked "hourglass", which is a mixture of fire and something, but when you look at it this way, the scene rendered by the dust and debris flying out of it is almost like an hourglass is burning.

With such a fragile building, there can be no more fragile leader, Nadir said in his heart, leaving behind the guilt of attacking the colonial satellite.

Suddenly, the on-board computer sounded an alarm that there was something still moving in the flames!

Inheriting the design of the body that inherited the name of Gundam, it mimics the bright light of human eyes, and Nadir, who saw those eyes through the magnification effect, immediately pulled the trigger, although he was not a new human, he seemed to be in danger and wanted to get rid of him before he "awakened"!

Pulling the trigger repeatedly, the warrior fired a beam rifle into the breach, and King fired a missile that swooped into the breach.

"What..."

Nadir only had time to let out a brief exclamation as a body with a redder hue than a flame had pierced through the swirls of black smoke that had formed in the void and burst out with explosive advancing light.

The red phantom, the last sight imprinted on the retina, quickly dissipated, and the warrior piloted by Nadir was squirted out of the hilt of the knife and then cut off by the light "whip" distorted by the illusion field.

Red wolf, green wolf, black wolf, white wolf, blue eyed wolf... This is the squad when I was in the independent brigade.,At that time, it seemed that it was called the red wolf.,This body.。。。

"What's that..." Tim on standby in the distance. Rod Gris was stunned.

In the pitch-black universe, a cloud of true red swept by.