The general flagship of the new Zeon fleet outside the Gnaku, Samir. Schwartz was inducing several MSs to move closer to the flagship, and the programmed work was being overwhelmed by the importance of the MS in combat and in the middle of the day. With a slight shake of his head, a drop of sweat that shouldn't have been present under the temperature control inside the spacesuit was shaken off, and after a brief moment of action from the in-helmet suction device, he immediately refocused all his attention on the controls in front of him:

"The laser beacon continues to induce, the final stage of the wartime landing procedure, manual operation, relative speed 5m/s, 3,1... Projectile Blocking Net, Lock, Lock!"

After watching the black-red one-eyed MS, which has now become a kind of sustenance for Zeon warriors like red or white mobile suits, land steadily on the track and begin to be towed, Samir let out a sigh of relief and connected to the bridge:

"This is the first recovery command post, and the scheduled containment work has been completed, please inform... Belch... It's okay. ”

"First Recycling Center, what's the notice?" The bridge sent an inquiry.

"Well, I don't need to be notified anymore." Samir smiled as he looked at the magnified CG image displayed on the screen in front of him.

In the silent cockpit, Arlando was slightly distracted looking at the full-view projection cockpit in front of him, which had been switched to non-CG mode. The 360-degree picture screen is projected on it, just like what the driver actually sees. The images of several cameras engaged in 360-degree photography are processed by computer control and then projected into 360-degree images.

Because this image reproduces the perspective of what the eye actually sees, it is called a full-view projection cockpit. However, most of the time, these reproduction computers are adjusted to parse the images at the level of a television game. The reason for this is that although it is easy to translate into the actual scene, many drivers have panicked when the scene is directly reproduced in a 360-degree picture screen. Therefore, it has been changed to a toy-like image like a game console. In this case, there is an important element that has to put the driver into the actual war situation, but does not make the driver feel the horror of the above.

But for Newtype at the moment, or for Arlando, who has cut off his usual senses, including vision, this CG scene makes him particularly irritable--- and the violent conflict between the battlefield battle map constructed by the thoughts transmitted from the induction wave and the game-like image makes him feel a sense of torn unreality. In order to put this tear aside, Arlando unfastened the strap and began to adjust the power circuit of the body--- which was necessary to maintain the fastest speed of the body at any time and not let it trample to death because it did not adjust the power.

Harman. Karn stared at the stillness of the silence and nodded in satisfaction--- MS flew in very smoothly, although there was a laser-induced and a backup blocking net ejection, but the final stage of the silence's body was almost vertically floating downward, this technique was remarkable. This reminded her a little of the time when she first met Arlando when she landed on the MS, when he almost dragged the broken MS headlong into the ejection tunnel of the base in a dog-gnawing manner, and that landing posture became the laughing stock of her subordinates for a long time afterward.

Excited for progress or something else, Harman headed towards Annihilation, and when she looked up, Arrando, dressed in a cosmic combat suit, flew down from the cockpit of Annihilation's chest:

"You're not coming to pick me up?"

"Isn't this coming?" Harman replied with the same light-hearted tone to his lover's teasing.

"If you don't get to the cockpit door, it's not a pick-up." Arlando touched the helmet's visor with Haman's, vibrating the contact to deliver words while gently wrapping his hand around her waist.

"Follow me, time is pressing." After enjoying only a second of warmth, Harman broke free of one hand, pulled out the cable gun, fired the rope into the airlock, and dragged Allando towards the ship.

"What's going on?"

“Stars-are-falling。”

Ten minutes later, Arlando and Amuro, who had landed on the ship for resupply, stood in the driver's rest and waiting room closest to Gnaku, and Kira, who was on guard outside, also joined the conversation with access to communications, and several people looked at the star map projected by the stereoscopic projector in silence.

"Covered shooting of strategic weapons, superior MS forces and long-range fire delivery, and now, is it a meteorite swarm?" Amuro was anxious, but he had to keep his brain running at high speed.

"What about damage estimates?" Kira's somewhat distorted voice came through the contact circuit.

"The smallest meteorite will probably only smash a crater 20 meters in diameter, like this one," Harman flicked with his fingertips a small red dot representing a meteorite in the stereoscopic projection, but then enlarged another, much larger red dot, "but there are a lot of troublesome guys like this big guy; This meteorite group is originally a resource group that has been detected to be rich in resources, and the core of this guy is full of tungsten and other metals, so if the scientist's estimate is correct, the power of this guy after atmospheric friction is equivalent to a 500,000-ton equivalent kinetic energy warhead。。。。。。 ”

"My God..." Amuro groaned in pain.

"What's worse, the data that the Federation just transmitted, there are a few bigger guys in here, such as this --- is about 11 kilometers in diameter, if this big guy hits the earth directly...

"Char must have been very happy before... Amuro laughed bitterly at himself.

"The Federation Headquarters has just sent us a request that New Zeon will use its nuclear arsenal to help stop these meteorites from hitting Earth," Haman said, glancing at Amuro with a bitter expression on his face, and then at Arrando, who nodded at her, before continuing, "The request was accepted, several giant meteorites will be met by giant GN particle cannons mounted on power generation tracks, and New Zeon will use some nuclear weapons to eliminate some medium-threat meteorites." ”

Several people were silent for a few minutes, Arlando was the first to nod, and Amuro opened his mouth helplessly:

"I just hope that this [partial nuclear weapon] will work...

"Then please prepare for the escort mission that you will wait for, I already know the situation of Mr. Yamato, so please wait and be integrated into the mixed escort force with Officer Lei."

"I need to contact my superiors, and the specific mission details and briefings will be done in the cockpit, and I will not be with you." Amuro was the first to leave, Kira and the communication was cut off, and only Arrando and Haman were left in the briefing room.

"What's wrong?" Although he knew that his lover could not have left him without a trace at this time to make love, Arlando still leaned over and gently stopped Haman's waist.

"Do you know what the real problem with the use of [partial nuclear weapons] is?" Harman asked softly in a voice filled with anxiety.

"Although I would like to say that the problem is that [if we cannot achieve the effect that can be achieved by using all the nuclear weapons we carry, it will increase the burden of interception on the earth's homeland", but I don't know why, I think this answer is incomplete."

Hearing Arlando answer, Harman twisted his body and faced Arlando directly, a look of satisfaction slid through her eyes:

"The problem is the next step after the greater consumption of the Federation's interception firepower, well, you have already begun to learn to think two or three more steps; If the current enemy really wanted to exterminate the earth, he would have done it a long time ago, but this is obviously not their goal, so what this wave of successive offensives really wants to achieve ... ”

"The repression of force...

"In other words, the purpose of the other party is not to exterminate the force that can resist them," Haman floated to the three-dimensional image of the earth, "but to weaken and rule, and the interception firepower that weakens the earth only means one thing, that is, combined with the elimination of the existing federal military force--- the war potential that the destruction of the earth brings to the Federation, here!" ”

Haman's hand pointed sharply at two points on the image of the Earth, then drew a large circle.

In the corridor, Amuro, who used the circuit of the new Zeon to connect Admiral Rebier and Brad, had a gloomy face:

"Something doesn't feel right, the enemy is guiding us step by step, I can't say why, but I have a gut feeling ---that if we try our best to intercept these meteorites, we will regret it..."

"That's why the military negotiated terms with New Zeon, hoping that they would use their nuclear arsenal so that they could ease the pressure on the Earth's air defense, but even so, alas, it seems that even antique heavy physical anti-aircraft guns have been pulled out on the ground." Admiral Ray Bill said.

"No matter what the reason is, the military and politicians will not allow [no interception] or [passive interception], which is not good for them, and no one wants to be blacked out by this."

In the room, Arlando's body twitched as Harman drew an arc:

"What's your plan?"

"New Zeon doesn't agree to use all of its nuclear weapons right now, hmph, there's no reason to spend all of your money for the sake of Earth," Harman sighed with some disdain, "but it also presents a unique opportunity for us to use this as an excuse to plan a point of attack and take the interception into our own hands." ”

"Accuracy issues... Allando spat out his inner doubts--- he did not doubt his lover's judgment, but if he wanted to carry out Harman's interception plan, it would be necessary to accurately project a nuclear warhead to the point under the interference of the ultra-high relative speed and stereoscopic coordinates of space, which is enough to drive people and computers crazy, and under the interference of Minovsky particles, it is almost an impossible task. Although the direct-to-missile can define the detonation time, sailing speed, etc., it will definitely not be able to achieve the induction and detonation accuracy required for this task.

"Follow me." Harman smiled, put his hand on the control panel of the elevator that led to the deck in the room, and waited for the elevator to show [B2 deck] before stepping inside.

“B2？ Gnaku is already the bottom, that's the B1, B2 deck? Arlando looked at Haman.

"I know it's not a good memory, but do you remember the time you led the main gun battle?" Harman asked.

It was indeed not a memory worth revisiting---- Arlando thought in his mind, the hell where all his senses were closed and the uncomfortable feeling that followed.

"That's the key to our guided nuclear attack--- ultra-long-range Samuel induction."

"Two questions," Arlando held out two fingers, "First, I can direct the main artillery attack, and that's because the Samuel induction wave locks onto people and ships, locking onto a three-dimensional spatial coordinate that has nothing, I've never tried; Second, just by guiding a few main guns, I already feel that I have reached the limit... 50 nuclear missiles and * carrying them, I can't control it! ”

"That's why I'm here." The elevator doors opened, and Harman floated out first.

"Here... Arlando followed as he looked in shock at the small laboratory-like room.

"The second problem, you really can't control it, cut off the driver's sensory organs, on the one hand, to enhance the intensity of induction, on the other hand, is to liberate the brain, so that it can realize data exchange with various devices; The first problem, if you lock an empty coordinate, can also be done, only one special step is required, that is, the main gun's Samu receiver is reversed, and the computer data is converted into Samuel induction wave data and poured into the driver's head. Harman held out two fingers and smiled.

"But a new human pilot can't do it... Arlando looked at Haman with a sudden understanding.

"That's right, the New Humanity Research Institute of New Zeon tried to conduct a single-pilot experiment, but in the end it caused great damage to the augmented human pilot, although the test subject did not die, but it did not achieve the goal, and finally the theoretical calculation confirmed that according to the amount of information output, at least two new humans or augmenters are needed to share the burden," Harman walked to a console and stood still, waved his hand at a researcher in a spacesuit, and continued, "And it's not just just two people, The reinforcement of the institute has proved that the induction waves of two people will explore each other's memories and feelings, creating conflicts, and I have experienced this myself... ”

"What?!" Arlando grabbed Haman's shoulders sharply.

"Everyone's experience is different, their beliefs are different, their feelings about things are different, the Samuel system will amplify all of these, at this time, if two people can't find a point that can overcome all this, the brains of two people can't establish a connection through induction waves, and they can't reach the level of using the system, Char and I tried it myself, and our link broke." Haman smiled indifferently at Arlando's impatience.

"I'm scared to death," Arlando smiled when Harman said this, let go of Haman's shoulders, and stretched out his arms, "Well, let's let him succeed." ”

Satisfaction and recognition flowed through Harman's eyes:

"Well, success, time is pressing, let's start now."

The lab with Harman's permission immediately got busy, and the researchers at the New Anthropology Institute sprang into action--- fitting a device to the back of the necks of their combat suit helmets, and then pulling out two sets of clothes that looked like human skeletons for the two men.

"The thing on the back of the neck is a nerve suppressor, which can prevent the two of us from having empathy, and it is very troublesome for the bodies of different genders to have organ empathy, and it can also prevent the reflux of induction waves from damaging the organs," Harman explained to Arlando while asking the researchers to dress her, "The superficial skeleton of the [skull suit] is the same as the nerve suppressor, but it also assists in regulating the circulation inside the body." ”

“。。。 What does that kind of link look like, is it the same as the resonance of Samuel before us? As the researchers busily prepared for the final steps, Arlando threw questions at Harman.

"No, it's different," Harman seemed to recall, and then seemed to hesitate, "Sakumu's resonance is vague, but it gives a sense of something more crucial, this connection... It's like completely dismantling people, too many mixed memories, too many ... And so much more ... ”

"Every moment?"

"Almost," Harman recalled, "it's like making you dream of living with another person for years, living in the future and living together in the other's past... Then, you will feel the problems of the other party, the discord with you, the countless differences--- are constantly trying to break that link, it is like walking in the invisible darkness, there are constant voices around you to show you the way, each voice seems to be ... ”

Harman was silent, and Arlando was silent, and the two remained silent until the researchers informed them that they could activate the link.

"We... Haman held out his hand softly.

"Hmm." Arlando nodded.

"Time is of the essence, let's get started." Harman nodded.

The person in charge at the back of the console took one last look at Harman and Arrando before pressing the button.

"Ah!!h I don't know if I really used my mouth or thought I was shouting, in the maze of senses, Arlando was sucked into a colorful fragment.