Jura looked at the mission prompt that suddenly appeared in her field of vision, and it turned out that she wanted to design the shape of a cutting-edge fighter and get approval.

This is not an ordinary difficulty for a third-rate designer who has taught himself in his previous life, and the level of military technology in this world is higher than that of the previous life, even some of the cutting-edge fighters that Yura knows are just outdated things here, how can he complete this task?

Jura quickly started to think about it......

At this time, Mina waved his hand and asked the gendarmes to release the members of the development team who had been controlled, since it had been determined that it was Conrad's Equatorial Alliance, the possibility that the staff who were still here were traitors was quite low.

"I'll let you go this time, hurry up and pack your things and go back to Sailan's house."

Mina glared at Jura and prepared to leave.

"What do you mean?" Yura asked, clasping her wrists.

"It means that you were fired by the Dawning Society, so stay at home obediently and wait for that stupid princess to marry you."

It seems that Mina's anger has not subsided, and she speaks quite politely.

Yura was shocked and a little amused when she heard the news, what a joke!

Obviously, he made a plan two days ago - gradually get ahead in the Dawning Society, and then get the opportunity to cooperate with the Sahak family.

Just because that kind of guy defected, he was going to be expelled,

How can this happen!

"Isn't it just that the exterior design was stolen? I'll give you that kind of thing. ”

Yura, who was in a hurry, couldn't care if she had the ability to do so.

"That kind of thing?" Mina, who was already about to leave, turned back in disbelief when she heard Yura's words, and she pointed to Yura's nose and said, "Do you know that the kind of thing in your mouth is something that you can't make in your kind of waste for a lifetime?" ”

Erica listened to Yura's words and persuaded on the side: "It's a pity that this kind of thing happened. But please don't say that kind of angry thing, do you know it's an insult to all the staff here? ”

The staff of these teams could barely give Conrad a hand despite their best efforts, but even so, these people were already front-line researchers of the Dawning Society.

Yura ignored Mina, and didn't care about the feelings of the rest of the group, but directly asked Erica next to her, "Director Simmonds, can you tell me if the data of each sub-project except for the exterior design can be recovered within a week?" ”

"It should be possible......" Erica hesitated but replied, "but even so......"

"That's enough!" Without hesitation, Yura interrupted Dawn Flower's but.

"A week!"

He held out a finger, "Give me a week, and I'll come up with a result that satisfies you." ”

"Don't be ashamed!" Mina sneered, "I don't have time to continue messing around with you, this farce should be over quickly." ”

"If you can't do it, pour the hanging water or the leather whip candle as you like." Yura looked around the office and continued, "But I need the cooperation of the rest of the group. ”

This slightly domineering speech calmed the scene, but Yura, who was in a hurry, ignored the suspicion that her speech was a yellow tongue.

Sure enough, Minaqiao's face was slightly red and she immediately gave Yura an over-the-shoulder throw again, "Who likes leather whips and candles?" You bastard! ”

She took a breath to calm her anger, not knowing why this playboy was so easy to make herself angry today.

"Okay, I'll give you a week. But if you don't come up with results, whoever pleads I'm going to put you in a torpedo tube and launch a large ship-to-ship torpedo with you into the South Pacific. ”

Mina left a cold sentence and left with the gendarmerie.

Yura lay on the ground and listened to the sound of her leather boots stepping on the floor fading away, and finally collapsed and breathed a sigh of relief.

What a stressful queen!

With a wry smile, Jura got up from the ground and patted the dust off her clothes.

"Well, let me make sure you're serious?" Erica confirmed to Yura, "Mistress Mina always does what she says, don't think she's joking. ”

Yura rubbed her aching waist, "To be honest, I don't know the bottom of my heart, but I can only do this, I don't want to go back to Sailan's house like this." ”

"Really?" Erica sighed, "This week, if you need any help, just ask, as long as I can help, I will try to help." ”

"Thank you very much." Jura said, "Without further ado, there is something that needs your help. ”

"What's the matter?" The Flower of Dawn tilted her head curiously.

"Help me convince everyone." Yura gestured to the rest of the group who were still in the office, "Convince them to come tomorrow to assist me with my work, and I'll be here tonight to come up with a plan and work schedule." ”

"Okay, I'll try to convince everybody." Erica nodded in agreement.

Jura returned to his private office when he saw that he agreed, believing that the prestige of the Dawning Flower should be able to convince the staff outside, and his task was to determine the design direction of the shape as quickly as possible.

No matter how much the beautiful director outside convinces everyone, Yura is back to work in her office.

He pondered over the designs of several cutting-edge fighter jets he knew of from his previous life, but he wasn't sure that they were good enough to be recognized.

Then he began to look at the appearance of various fighters in this world for reference, you must know that it is not yet the era of MS rampant, and all kinds of fighters are still the main force of air combat.

However, after watching it for a long time, it still didn't help, and Yura collapsed in a weak office chair with some deflatedness.

"I really envy those time-travelers who can design Gundam as soon as they come......"

Recalling the many SEED fanfics I watched on the Internet in my previous life, the protagonist in it designed a lot of awesome bodies as soon as he crossed over. As a result, let alone MS, I can't even design a fighter.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating......

"What the hell should I do?" Yura went to the bathroom, washed her face, came back, and continued to work hard.

When she finally looked at the Atlantic United Fighter Plane, she looked a little familiar and reminded Yura of a fighter with excellent performance - the Air Lord.

The machine was developed as a support machine for Strike Gundam, and it can be used with various backpack accessories for Strike Gundam, and it is naturally impossible to talk about various backpack accessories at a time when MS has not yet appeared, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that this machine does have extremely good performance.

In the original book, in Mu. Pull. Vlada even showed his combat ability to rival Gundam in the atmosphere, and the reason why Archangel was able to reach Alaska safely under the pursuit of the Sara team was that Uncle Mu drove the Airlord to drag the Storm Gundam with strong firepower was also a very important factor.

The aircraft's excellent maneuverability and good firepower are great highlights, even if there is no backpack and now has less firepower, but the mobility will naturally be improved accordingly.

And Yura knows very well that his task is to design the shape, and the weapon system is not in his own hands, as long as the design can pass through the wind tunnel and be equipped with the power system, then the task will be completed.

Yura, who had found the design idea, snapped her fingers excitedly and began to bury her head in work.

The sound of keyboard tapping echoed in the dead of night in the Dawn Society.