【Bakina Daisa】

As the word came out of the mouth of Zeon's officer, the sound of the rotors outside the shack seemed to gradually mute, and an increasingly breathless aura seemed to permeate the room; The Zeon soldiers and the self-police in the refugee area tightened their fingers on the trigger, and each other's chests rose and fell faster.

The inexplicable atmosphere climbed up little by little, until the arm of the lame man who was called Bakina Dazuo by the officer drooped down and sat down on the shabby bench, and he pulled the bandage on his chin slightly:

"Lay down your weapons, no one needs to die here."

"Oh, fucking lay down your weapons," the man known as Uncle Gao licked his lips and continued to point his slightly trembling muzzle at several Zeon soldiers, "You fucking lay down your weapons first!" ”

"Uncle Gao, let's put down our weapons first," the cripple shook his head slightly, "The standard Zeon gendarmerie rifle uses 5.45X39mm bullets, which are the same as the ammunition used in your weapons, except that their bullets have steel cores that exist to penetrate body armor--- they wear them, and you don't wear them, put down your weapons... No one needs to die here! ”

"Oh, fuck it." Someone muttered, and the atmosphere in the room became tense again.

"59, tell your men to lay down their arms." The cripple said again.

"What is the reason to lay down your weapon when someone is pointing at gunpoint, this is Arlando. Bakina Dasa's order? K59 stared at the back, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly.

"Then consider this a request from your comrades and friends," Arlando sighed, as if suddenly crushed by some weight, his general figure slumped down, "Put down your weapons... ”

Looking at Arlando's back for a while, K59 shook his head slightly in an almost invisible degree, and then slowly raised his hand:

"Get the insurance, put the gun away."

Several of the Zeon gendarmes looked at each other for a moment, and finally slowly opened the safety and tucked the rifles to their sides. K59 walked to the opposite side of the long table where Arlando was sitting under the gradually lowered guns of the self-police in the refugee area, and he slowly took off his military hat and placed it on the table:

"Captain, please 。。。。。。"

"So, you're determined to ask me, the undead, to go back," Arlando still had his back to K59, "you want me to resurrect my part that has been killed by the war--- my name, and then you want me to go back to the place where the truth was killed--- Zeon, you want an undead to go back to a place where you've died, is that what you want?" ”

"The name and the truth... K59 bowed his head.

"Two things that will die in a war, I lost both, with her... Arlando's voice trembled lowly.

"You have given up your name, and the truth is only relative...

"Relative?! Be in the company of the empire that wants to destroy the earth's sphere, and the empire that is trying to fall into the orbital elevator, just for the easy time of the colonies that may not be in a few decades?! Again standing on the opposite side of the earth!! Relatively?! Why didn't Zeon and the colony reveal the truth about that battle for months!! This short-sighted happiness is with Zeon. What do the soldiers in the name of Daken want?! This shoddy compromise is what the red comet wants in pursuit of innovation?! This... This hell is her dream?! Look at them!!! Are you going to tell me that there were many people in the colonies who had the same miserable life in the past?! Are you going to tell me this is revenge?! Do you want me to pick up my name and stand above the thrill of revenge and look at these people?! Arlando spun around, leaned over and grabbed K59 by the collar and roared.

"So what can I do to tell the truth that you and Lord Haman have seen, and that it is the vision that comes from the Samuel connection, that the new humanity is recognized not as a prophet but as a weapon, Captain, you know this better than anyone else... We can't beat the empire, you and I have come through the steel and flames together, you know this better than anyone else, do you really want to burn jade... We really gave the Federation a chance, but at the time of the attack, public opinion couldn't be suppressed... Osa!! K59 let the collar of his coat be grabbed and choked up.

Arlando stared at the blood pouring up K59's somewhat pale and yellow cheeks, he looked at the face of this former comrade-in-arms and junior, which did not look like he had been pampered for months, he saw two tears slowly sliding down K59's cheeks--- how much has the junior in front of him changed in this time, it should not have reached the point where he can freely control his emotions, Arlando thought so, and slowly let go of the hand that grabbed K59's collar.

Then Arlando's hand, which had been slowly released, suddenly let go, and the unbearable feeling swept through his whole body, and the uncomfortable whirling of his eyes made his mind disappear for a moment, and he sat back in the chair with his legs shaking mechanically.

"What's wrong with him?!" K59 noticed Arlando's unusual appearance, and his voice suddenly became louder.

"What the fuck do you think," Uncle Gao smacked hard on the ground and walked over to Arlando's side and brought the nutrient cube to Arlando's mouth, "After surviving during the day, these guys have to maintain law and order at night, all living on this piece of shit-like stuff, protein nuggets are fucking better... ”

"It's a protein nutrient block of 1% protein." Someone in the police team laughed.

K59's hand had already reached behind him but retracted--- he had intended to ask the gendarmes who had accompanied him for the rations he had brought with him, but he gave up again, and forced himself to shake violently in his throat and eye as he watched Arlando finish eating the unsightly nutrient nugget. It's not to maintain the old captain's self-esteem, but after the storm of life mixed with war made his heart tremble and tugged at his scalp, K59 also felt that he had tasted another taste in these hardships, and now he had no reason to stop the old captain from tasting the world, maybe he actually came a little earlier---- K59 suddenly had such a feeling.

"So, what is the truth, 59?" Arrando, who seemed to have recovered from the spasms of hunger, looked up and asked K59, interrupting him from his musings.

"The Empire has made a condition to the Commander-in-Chief that unless you return to Zeon, there are several key technologies that will not continue to be trained--- this is a rumor from the upper echelons; The Commander-in-Chief didn't mention that when he sent me out... ”

"What about you, do you want me to go back, and if so, why?"

"I," K59 continued as he looked at Arlando, "I hope the captain will come back and tell me something, maybe they can listen to your --- not just about the Empire, there are some things in the colonies right now that make me feel bad, not only are people talking about revenge against the Federation and Earth, but even people are starting to track down the personal component... ”

"Personal ingredients?" Arlando frowned.

"Tracking down when the universe came to be a matter that arose after the colony's patrols were attacked, and many of the new immigrants are now 。。。。。 Captain, you could say that I only look at the colony with a narrow vision, but the future of the colony that Kotaro and many of his comrades-in-arms bought for is like this。。。。。 We need your voice! It can't go on like this!! ”

"My voice 。。。。。" Arlando had thought that the fist that slammed down on the table turned into a slow place on the table.

"Your voice, as Arlando. Barkina's voice. ”

"If you really 。。。。。。 You've seen enough here, boy," the head of the police team walked up to Arlando and pointed his finger at himself, "our pain, our suffering, if you really want to help us, put down the broken gun with only three bullets in your hand, put on your bright clothes and go back to the sky... ”

Arlando looked at the vigilantes who were more or less nodding, then at K59, who still had tears on his face, and finally moved his gaze to the Zeon soldiers who no longer seemed to see hatred on their faces, and finally nodded.

Ten minutes later, on a mountain of garbage in the refugee area, a figure who had placed herself under a rainproof camouflage cloth gently released the hand holding the trigger, took her eyes off the scope and let out a long sigh, she immediately took a sip, and then dialed a person's communication number:

"Hey, bitch..."

In the distance of the refugee area, in the reconstruction area that the refugees are trying to enter, in the headquarters building of Ouyang Heavy Industry, Ouyang Ying listened to the disrespectful greeting and smiled:

"Sent away?"

"yes, you owe me a lot of money, little bitch, you gave away the intelligence* you passed on to your ancestry! What's next? Can I go home and watch my talk show?! ”

"Hmm," Ouyang Ying looked at the darkness outside, "use your imagination." ”

"Imagination, you ... , bitch," the man in the rain cursed, "Imagination, I think, my imagination today is... Flip a coin and toss it... ”

As she spoke, she touched her body, then cursed and turned on the communicator again:

"Morris? Listen, do you have fucking coins on you now? Yes, good, throw it now, if it's an avatar, let the bitch's stealth gunboat hovering 7 kilometers away shoot a 105mm incendiary bomb at my current laser target, and if it's not an avatar, send someone to my place... Why do you ask so much! I'll shove your head into your wife's* and the one on top! ”

Hanging up the communication, the woman who was still aiming her large-caliber sniper rifle at the shack just now shook her rain-soaked hair, and then leaned against a piece of garbage, knocking her legs into her legs, and pillowing her hands behind her head, as if she was lying on a comfortable beach chair basking in the sun instead of lying in the muddy water and leaning on the garbage.

"Now, let's see what exactly you're going to bring to the people around you... The woman looked at the gyrocopter that was about to burrow into the dark clouds and muttered, "If-you-are-lightning, then-light-it-up... ”

The blue and white thunder light streaked across the sky, and the communicator in the woman's ear rang:

"Boss, I threw it, I'll notify you...