Changed back and forth, deleted 3,000 words, and removed a lot of detailed descriptions, so that the plot of a chapter could be crammed into one update.

Also, in the last few days, I've had a very important experience, hehe.

Well, let's see the effect

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This is the regional flagship of the Federation Space Force on the side of the long battle line that has been pulled into an arc, and has undergone further modernization and modification. The battleship Kelam lay silently dormant in space, the anti-air batteries all over its body were still in a commotion, and the plurality of points of light were gathering towards it like a flock of homing birds, and the entire battleship's personnel were in Brad. Noah's captain was under the command of the mobile suits who were nervously and efficiently receiving or guiding the people to tear down the rear after a large-scale nuclear strike.

"Anti-beam dispersion shells and anti-missile particle warheads check for residual ammunition, use them with caution!"

"I see, although the enemy MS is indeed retreating, they are still spilling artillery and missiles!"

The engines of the Imperial fleet's warships and mobile suits that had withdrawn to the main camp were still spewing flashes, as if they were digging holes one by one in the dark universe, and the diversionary attacks in the direction of the Federation army were still pouring out of them like beasts chasing a flock of birds.

"Anti-beam dispersion projectile, gas field attenuation!"

"Shoot one more unit of ammo and fill in the holes for me, Observation Class!"

"There are withdrawn troops on the missile route, which are passing through the gas field!"

"Communications class!"

"It's already being done!"

The chief of communications shouted through his helmet, although there was already an order to transfer the control from the combat bridge back to the normal bridge, but most of the members had no chance to relax at all--- they didn't even take off their helmets, let alone take off their spacesuits to relax, the chief of communications had just issued a request for the MS troops on the missile's forward route to evade and at the same time gestured wildly to the torpedo commander to ask about the possibility of changing the missile route, when he received another communication signal.

"It's Amuro's signal, but it's not from the battleship he's been on before, it's...

"Go to his source, content !!" Brad also replied with a hoarse voice.

"Second Lieutenant O'Connor is seriously wounded, several seriously wounded, MS is in urgent need of repairs, and there is important information to report to Admiral Reybier, and it needs to be landed immediately!"

"Deal with it immediately!" Brad gave the order with some bitterness, not selfishly, but now he must retain as much strong combat power as possible, and the elite maintenance and supply work was given priority to make him feel helpless, especially when he knew that there were still pilots who had lost their motherships and were desperately looking for a foothold, he understood this after a year of war and decisive battle.

"Yes, deal with it immediately!"

The order quickly spread to the MS deck and Gnaku, the ship's deck and Gnaku were in chaos due to the return of the ship's auxiliary vehicles and MS, and even the ship was floating around the ship with multiple MSs pulled by fixed locks, and at the time of this order, the chief of maintenance, Astnaki, was working with other maintenance officers and deck crews to contain as many mobile suits as possible.

"Don't use the fixtures, there's nothing superfluous, get on the tightrope, get on the tightrope," Astnaki had just finished shouting to a rectifier who was going to use a limited number of temporary fixtures, when he saw the priority message, and hurriedly called over again, "There's a priority landing order, prepare, wait, what does that guy want to do, stop him!! Stop me down!! ”

Just now, several mechanics were about to launch a steel cable at an approaching heavy Jiegang to fix its body, but perhaps because they heard the shouts of the priority landing order in the communication line, or because of the damage to their own body, the rocket launcher on the shoulder was still sparking, regardless of its own bomb status, desperately pulling towards it. Kelam approached.

"GZ-079, give me a stop, stop!" Astnaki didn't dare to hesitate, and if he hesitated and let the heavy armor that could explode at any moment just fall onto the deck, it would be a disaster.

The command staff waved their signal lights desperately, but the Jie Gang was still leaning on the last remaining broken propulsion vent to move closer to the deck, and made a landing gesture with his legs stretched forward.

"GZ-079, landing is not allowed until you have successfully separated the bomb bay on your shoulder, repeat, wait for the steel cable to be secured, land after separating the bomb bay, Benjamin, Benjamin. Warrant Officer Flemworth, not allowed to force the ship! Damn it!!! As he leaned forward on deck, Asternaki shouted into the built-in intercom.

The broken Heavy Armor was still approaching, and the shoulder bay of a rocket flashed with arcs and sparks, broken, frightened, angry, and pleading voices from it that reached the ears of Asternaki and the others through the airwaves:

"I... The bullet bay in my shoulder is stuck, and I can't cut it off!! Damn it... Can't leave! Let me be before I get to the target of the ship first... Damn, I can't do without!! ”

"Listen, Benjie, listen to me, listen to me, your life depends on that bomb bay, if we can't cut you off... Try again! ”

"The Department of Electronics... It's ruined, the mechanical cut off the handle doesn't react, it doesn't react, Astnaky, I can't cut away from that bomb bay!! ”

"What the hell is in that damn bomb bay?!" Astnaki, who had temporarily turned off communication with the driver, turned to look at his subordinates in charge of reloading.

"GZ-079," the reposer asked by Astnaki quickly turned the screen to his superior, "the special rocket cabin, although there is only one 350mm rocket left, but it is a special rocket prepared for this battle, equipped with a kinetic impact warhead filled with special tungsten alloy... ”

The chief of the maintenance department glanced at the data of the warhead, and then turned his head sharply, and looked at the deck full of maintenance personnel--- heavy kinetic projectiles smashed on the deck full of people at several times the speed of the bullet...

"Benjie, abandon the plane... Abandon the machine! Turn the mech, then fly over with your own jetpack and abandon the plane! ”

"But ... Now MS has ... "There was a somewhat distorted sound coming from the broken communicator, which was full of struggles, and the driver, who had witnessed the loss of the front, knew best the value of a salvaged MS.

"Fuck MS!! Think Rachel!! After shouting these words, Asternaki felt a sense of loss in his heart that made him feel palpitations--- Benjie was still somewhat conscious, but now he slapped that consciousness into a kind of fragile thing that only existed in terms of concept. It is a narrow fact to use this man's partner, a real body, to exclude both consciousness and masculinity, and to make men bend their knees in front of their own women.

Presumably hearing the words of his comrades, the broken MS flickered the jet with all his might, twisted its body, and then a small jet of light flew out from the position of its torso, pulling towards it. Kelam flew in, and seeing this, Astnaki let out a sigh of relief and turned and floated towards the back of the deck.

Then, in the space behind him, an arc of fire flickered like a bouncing flower, and the fuel line that had been slightly cracked finally cracked in the attitude control vent of the damaged shoulder that had been sprayed with all its strength due to the turn, and the high-temperature flames rushed from the joint into the cracked bomb bay, turning the remaining circuit protective layer into gas. The arc then bounced, and the rocket finally burst open, and the 0.2-meter-diameter tungsten alloy projectile was wrapped in flames and scattered like a spherical dandelion in all directions.

"Evasion !!"

Hearing this, Astnaki immediately turned his head and rushed towards the nearest occlusion, and in his sight, the fire from the small jetpack that represented a life suddenly increased as if it was pushed by something, and then danced disorderly like fireworks in the sky on a summer day before crashing headlong into Ra. The deck of Kalam.

In Astnaki's eyes, in the chaos of the projectile impacting the hull and deck, the tiny flame plunged headlong into the deck that was like a flower of steel raised by the impact of the projectile, as if falling back into the fruit that gave birth to its own flower...

"Benjy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Pulling towards. In the medical room of the battleship close to Kailam, Arlando, whose whole body was sealed in the medical cabin except for his head, suddenly felt that something else was mixed in the potion that was flowing into his body through the osmotic pressure, and a feeling that made him want to vomit came up, and Amuro also frowned.

But the two new humans who had already experienced this shock many times quickly calmed down, and they both knew what that kind of mournful impact meant, but it seemed that neither of them had time or was tortured to react to each of them individually, and all that remained in their hearts was a large cloud of sorrow as vague as a nebula.

"I'll contact Admiral Rebir later, and if you can, get in touch as soon as you recover... YOUR UPPER ... Amuro said in a dull voice.

"Ahh ," Arlando spat out a syllable, and then spoke again after a moment, "if, if all this, those who are attacking us are really what we suspected, they are now ... ”

"That's not what we have to care about ... But... Amuro stopped talking.

On the other side of the two words, the Imperial fleet is also gathering troops, and pulling. On the Stovokor, the flagship of the Imperial 5th Fleet, which is almost in line with Kellam, the containment force is also underway. Inside the pitiful bridge, which was narrow compared to the battleships of the Earth Federation, there were 12 bodies lying motionless. Wearing the same silvery-white slender cosmic suit, the body had only the occasional fluttering eyelids under the thin mask, indicating activity.

And within the interface of light and electricity to which their consciousness is connected, 12 people operate like a current of water surging in the polar regions:

"The core of the defensive weapon, this is the bridge, there are two mobile suits approaching from the port side, please remove the alert state of the close defense artillery group 02-04."

"Unit 8472, your mooring area is the A3 area, landing platform four."

"All troops entering the port are subject to circuit checks, and the units that have been impacted must confirm the extent of mental fluctuations."

"Abnormal activity in the self-protection area of the cerebral cortex of the pilot number 09-318-6722 has been detected, and all activity is immediately stopped."

"Mobile Suit No. 05-8472-32, the body damage is too great, immediately activate the self-protection program, prepare to receive the battle memory upload, scan the negative emotional data and activate."

"The core of the weapon will be stopped for inspection in three seconds, and all personnel will be on standby."

Not a single mouth opened, not a pair of eyes looking in a direction other than the guide, the huge flow of information flowed in a way that words could not express, in places that could not be observed by the naked eye, and gathered towards the highest authority information node of the Imperial Attack Army at this time.

"Hmm... "As the wiring and cooling pipes of the whole body flashed green and red light successively, accompanying Guren in the form of a humanoid machine. Alice, who was around Gast, paused slightly, "The summary report of the first phase of the troops is about to be uploaded, and I should go to the preparatory work." ”

"Go ahead, make sure the download channel is open at any time, and then check the Emotional Domination module again to make sure that the soldiers are ready when the next attack wave begins."

"I will." Alice nodded, and then re-shifted the main computing interval of her core program to the central combat processor of the Empire.

[The process of uploading the battle memory is completed, the analysis of the grouping begins, and the whole unit receives the new database after 200 minutes]

[Scan the emotional domination module of the second wave of attacking troops, and all participating troops will start with roll call in order]

One command after another began to be transmitted downwards at high speed and efficiency, without pain, without sorrow, without mercy, the empire's war machine was constantly and efficiently, and all the factors that hindered the achievement of a unified goal were calculated and then countered. The forces of the Empire, restrained by rules that the Federation could not understand, retreated into their own positions like a tidal wave, accumulating for another sweep, for the sake of engulfing everything in them.

"Well, my lovely enemies, how are you feeling now... Gulengast muttered to himself as he flicked a little bit of sludge from his nails to his feet, then stomped his foot hard. As if he could feel the commander, 300 meters below his feet, in the special Gnar Nest, which was just beginning to connect with the center of the Empire, countless pairs of steel eyes lit up at the same time, and the vibration of the small fusion engine preheating spread out in the dark space along with the mist emitted by the cooling system that was running for data download.

In the same way, in front of his gaze, there were vibrations and mist that spread through the space, but it was a tremor caused by human flesh, a mist composed of the transpiration of tears. Finally docked next to a large stable warship, Arlando was temporarily escorted to Ra with mixed feelings. As Keram passed through Gnaku and headed inside, he saw a plurality of people in spacesuits gathered on the edge of his medical module's path.

Thinking that it was probably a scene he hated to see, Arlando was involuntarily carried in that direction, losing the courage to look at it, and Arlando was about to turn his head, but a figure in a space suit rushing towards the group of people who exuded sadness fixed his gaze again.

Rachel!! Stay back!!!... Warrant Officer Pika, don't come!! One of the group turned and shouted.

But the man rushed over anyway, and Arlando was carried closer to the group of people who were very close to the airlock, and two pairs of eyes fell on the distorted inhuman-shaped combat uniform.

That's not human curves at all---- Arlando thought.

"Benjy... This... It's not his curves, he's toned... The belly is not so bulging... The voice of a woman choked up.

At this time, Arlando was finally close enough to the figure that was placed on the floor, and he saw something--- his expressionless eyes, his face swollen from the G-impact, and his body that was bent at a strange angle and his abnormal belly that was swollen, almost like a stomach quilt that should have been lying quietly inside...

The woman, known as Rachel, seems to want to touch it to see if the person is alive.

"Move out!!!! You hold Rachel for me!! ”

Such a fierce command was transmitted to Arlando's ears, and apparently also reached the ears of the female Federation soldier named Rachel, but she still cried and threw herself at the body:

"Ben Jay?! Benjie !!!!!!!!! ”

When the screams of the female soldiers filled Arlando's head, the repositories finally picked up the body and moved it away, and Rachel, who wanted to rush over, was firmly held up.

“Kami---sama。。。” From the fixed stretcher next to him came the suppressed cry of Yukika Matsunaga, as well as words that Arlando did not understand.

Amuro, who was following the procession, twisted his neck stiffly like an unoiled clockwork, and when he finally twisted his head, he shoved the battlefield food that someone had just handed him to eat in one bite and chewed it vigorously. After swallowing the food with great difficulty, he slammed his fist on the communicator on the wall:

"Brad, I need a relatively stable communication channel ready, and I will be talking to Admiral Rebier in 10 minutes at the latest...

A few minutes later, Amuro picked up a communication with Admiral Rebil, who was dispatching troops in the center of the fleet, and he explained the findings and doubts of several people. Ray Bier on the screen seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"One thing you don't know, one thing that a lot of people don't know is ... The army has a captive in their hands... ”

"Captive ... Captive?! ”

"Yes, captive."

"What about people now?"

"Dead." Rabiel shook his head.

"Under the surveillance of the Federal Army, dead?!"

"Hmmm... Just before the start of the war, we decided to interrogate him again, but, right on the moving underwater prison HMS Queen Belfast, under the surveillance of the Federal Army, after such a long period of captivity and testing, this prisoner... He... Committed suicide ... Some kind of virus outbreak and the Queen Belfast has sunk before it became a dead ship... ”

"Damn it..." Amuro leaned against the wall.

"The prisoner still left some useful information, which should have a lot of relevance to the situation you just reported."

“。。。 Relevance... ”

"For months, the Union Army prisoner has exhausted the methods of interrogation, soft, hard, and you will find merciful and even the most cruel jailer excessive... I used it all, and only a few discoveries were made... ”

"Please speak...

"First of all, there is no decisive difference between the other party's body and ours...

"That's good news, these people are still killing...

"Then there's bad news and then bad news, the first one is for you, the scientists of the Federation guess that the other party will probably not be killed on the battlefield, because the other party is different from us here," Rabiel pointed to his head, "The captive's brain is wrapped in an artificial object that can barely decipher the fur at this stage of electronic technology, if you put aside the mysterious soul, Everything in the other's head should be connected to some other device through that device, in other words, his body can be destroyed, but ... ”

"Transfer... Amuro picked up the words of the general, who seemed to have a hard time finding the right words.

"Scientists in the Federation suspect that this has something to do with the thought transfer technology of some of the brain quantum wave users, but none of them can safely test it without killing the captive...

"The outer layer is ... Artificial. Machines, what about inside, are they the same brains as us? ”

"It's not the same, some nanomechanical structures that are beyond our current level of technology are tightly integrated with the brain, and perhaps it is this structure that brings about the difference you perceive. Many areas of the other party's cerebral cortex are different from ours, for example, the self-protection area of the brain is in an almost distorted state, and the other party can not hesitate to perform some actions that will threaten their own existence... ”

"Don't hesitate to sacrifice yourself for some purpose...

"For example, if the other person wants to, they won't feel a certain amount of pain at all... According to the researchers, captives do not have many of the emotional reactions that normal people have, such as anger, fear, hesitation, etc... Even, certain ideas or conceptual things can be turned off, and their original words are that --- relativity no longer exists, only absoluteness remains. ”

"So what we're dealing with is a group of people who don't behave because of disadvantages, who don't get carried away because of strengths, who don't...

"In a sense, the perfect soldier." Rebiel interrupted Amuro

"Absolute。。。。。 Where does absolute nature come from ... If everyone has this structure, then does it mean that they have experience, or that they can ... Are they all subordinate to one. A huge ... Absolute? ”

"The intelligence and zero-system analysis data you brought with you would be useful, but I don't think it's possible to analyze it now."

"Why?"

"Look at this." Rybier pulls up a video.

The footage appears to have been captured by a camera inside a battleship, with a huge box-like object being pulled in and secured, and then the maintenance crew and robotic arm are surrounding it, as if to do some kind of repair and supply for the large box.

"This is the GP-03K's weapons case, return to ship in about 20 minutes."

The camera shifted to a camera hole in one of the prep's helmets, and in the midst of the jolting images, Amuro noticed a bullet hole on one side of the huge weapon case that was supposed to have been created by a physical weapon, and then, after a toss, a shuttle-shaped cannonball was carefully removed. Then, the camera turned, and it was supposed that the maintenance officer was ready to go to the next job, but the camera turned back violently!

The place where the shell was supposed to be was was empty was gone.

Then the camera shook violently and disorderly, as if the owner of the camera hole was looking in all directions for something, and the camera swayed and shook until it settled at a certain point, and then suddenly disappeared.

"What the fuck is that?!"

The last picture is fixed on a man-made object attached to the wall with the help of the playback function, which is much smaller than the cannonball just now, but it is also a shuttle-shaped thing, the same gray-black, except that the thing that looks like a miniature cannonball is sticking out of the picture with four things like insect limbs, attaching itself to the wall, and the tip should be at the position of the seeker of the cannonball, and a little red light is flashing.

"We don't know how many of these warheads are accompanying MS troops and warships on their way back, but these machines ... Before being destroyed, all of them were trying to access the ship's lines. ”

"Then our conversation just now...

"Hmm...

"There is no useful message from the sniffer at this time." On the way to the throne of the Empire, Alice, who had just finished directing the first stage of information processing, reported to Grungast, who was striding forward, after projecting her image with a projector on the wall.

"Let the Empire's special operations forces get closer, preferably where they can catch them to receive the signal." It wasn't until he reached the gate between the thrones that Gulen gave Alice an answer, and then strode inside.

"What the hell are we doing... Before Alice's projection dissipated, a sigh could be heard in the air.

"Gulen. Gast, how is the Empire's operation going? "Standing beneath the throne embraced by the relics of countless human eras in the already closed throne, Gulen heard this question from above.

"My emperor, the empire is the answer, the answer itself is not to worry, please don't worry too much."

"That being said, Noah's tactical and strategic goals cannot be defeated, so what does it mean to withdraw the troops at this time?"

"Because this is the time to show the decisive difference between the Empire and them, not to be loosened by relaxation, not to be shaken by the state of battle, not to spend time immersed in grief because of losses, and when the other side is exhausted, the Empire will once again wash away all those weak mud and sand like a great wave."

“And—Some-Shall—Still-Remain?”

"Yes, my emperor."