Outside is a vacuum universe where humans cannot survive in the flesh, and if you enter without protection, your blood will boil, and your body will become a piece of meat like frozen meat in a refrigerator, and you will become a meaningless existence without thinking.

In addition, the cockpit does not usually project the actual scene of the universe, but the scene after CG processing, which not only improves the supply of combat information, but also eliminates the darkness, revealing the cosmic fear that swallows the general nothingness of existence.

But I like it very much, and I always like it.

It's just that before he first came into contact with this nothingness, it was because even the fear brought by the universe would fill himself with what might be emptier than the void, but now, although the pleasure still exists, but for a different reason, Starlight will mysteriously wash away the remaining unhappiness in his body--- spasms caused by the reverse current of the induction wave brought by the enemy he killed before death are gradually disappearing.

soothing one's fragile self ...

muttering like this, Guo Zhouyi suddenly covered his head.

What's wrong with you, is it really assimilated by the machine, assimilated by the dead?

Isn't the surging will to fight in my heart come from myself, and my sense of mission is endowed with it?

So what are you?

In the cockpit of Sazabi, who was fixed between several jet seats for field propellant refueling and emergency maintenance operations, Guo Zhouyi, who felt that he no longer had a sense of mission except for the agreement with her, his body trembled more and more.

In the trembling, Guo Zhouyi's head tilted slightly, and his gaze focused on the body that was guarding the surrounding strong attack freedom.

Everyone has their own innate mission, no matter how unwilling they are to admit it, that kind of thing exists, just like a man is a man and a woman is a woman, but that kind of thing doesn't seem to exist for himself and many "kinds", even if it is the most basic sense of mission as a human being, it seems that it never exists.

But what about the legends around you?

He was born to be the strongest adjuster, and he now seems to be following his mission to survive on the battlefield ...

Like a newborn baby, Guo Zhouyi asks such questions, as if he is questioning the colors of the world.

Although he and the daredevil, who were out of the range of the blue cosmos, and relied on the thing called the psychic monitor, to successfully contact the MS advance team sent by the other party to support, the situation is still grim, and when this guy's propellant is filled, he will go into the battlefield again; Although she had only stayed for less than three minutes, Kira was already feeling a little anxious.

I just heard the cry of my own children, which is also very concerning.

As if laughing at the perfect body that his father had given him, a slight irritability overcame Kira, and in the midst of that irritability, a familiar sensation rushed over him, which made him frightened.

I felt it when I fought on the moon surface, and I felt it just now, the innocence like a baby emanated from the red mechanical body next to me, but, this time, with doubts.

That's not right, Kira passed on the consciousness that people should have the right to choose, no matter how brilliant the result of that choice seems to others, how miserable, or how inconspicuous, it is precious, it is worth looking back easily, and the real difficulty lies in making a choice.

It is precisely because of the choice that we have become colorful from the beginning of "being born", as long as we have the freedom to make a choice, and even have the will to break the cage of not being able to make a choice, I don't think there can be many who can restrain you, watching the red iron giant look at himself, Kira. Yamato chuckled and passed on the meaning of this.

However, sometimes, it is too difficult to get over the current difficulties, so you might as well focus your eyes on the existence you want to protect, the existence you owe to, even if you can't help yourself, that is the evidence of our existence as ordinary people, do you?

At this moment, the fragment of the laser communication that the Zeon fleet shot with all its might was finally transmitted through the desperate relay of the MS cluster.

Luna 2, a satellite laser cannon, aimed at the Blue Cosmos fleet.

A few words made Kira think of the horror in this, and although the destruction of the Blue Cosmos fleet in one fell swoop made him feel slightly unhappy in his heart, it would not make him frightened, but he thought that if someone in the Blue Cosmos fleet knew the news, would the new nuclear warhead hidden in the dark be launched more eagerly.

The same words swept through the panoramic cockpit like a meteor, and Guo Zhouyi felt a kind of pain suddenly grabbing himself, it was like the flesh between the index finger and thumb being pinched hard, but now the pain was all over the body.

The superficial consciousness is blocked, and the deeper will is gradually drawn out by the connection with the world, refracted on the physical body that exists as a projection, bringing pain.

Then, Guo Zhouyi's mind resurfaced her face, as well as the song that had soothed the wounds in his heart.

The agreement with her is not serious, either? Although I hope that she can accompany me more than sweet love words, even if it is a battle, but that can't be a reason why I should be despised now, the first precious part of my life has not been kept, and I have begun to doubt how important she is to myself, such a self, no wonder it will be swallowed by the machine.

Such a self can't make the girl who once sang for herself feel at ease in that satellite group;

Such a self can't keep the agreement with her.

However, such a self ...

"Mr. Yamato, come on."

"Zaft's fleet won't be hit by the laser cannon if it doesn't pursue, and now I can only trust the Federation's guarantees...

"It's uncomfortable." Guo Zhouyi picked up the conversation.

"So you can't fight?" There is an element of laughter in the doubt.

"Not at all."

With such words, "fluctuations" came again.

It's about to wake up, and the feeling that I felt several times when fighting with the daredevils in front of me came up again, but Kira didn't feel any "ominous" this time, although the bitter taste of adrenaline flowing from her mouth was different.

It's as if that famous symphony has gone through a "horror chorus" and is finally beginning to show its true face.

With this guy's help, I can get the guy with the nuclear bomb out, right in Kira. When Yamato thought like this, the red MS suddenly threw up the one-legged and kicked the body of the strong attack freedom, and at the same time pushed away the "warrior" who had just completed the temporary filling of propellant and was leaving.

The tachyon projectiles fired from the floating cannon arrived just in time for this.

Here it is, the pressure that has been there just now!