Interlude: The Eve of the Battle (End)
Late at night on January 15th, SIDE5 'Rum' colony, Texas satellite.
Mars' house welcomed a group of uninvited guests, who walked through the smoked lawn to the Mars Mansion, which was armed like a fortress.
The traces of the battle on the lawn were still visible, the lawn burned by the flames, the blood on the leaves, and the Union jeep with broken glass on the side.
There are also new graves on the lawn.
All show what happened here.
Lieutenant Tache, who also came from the intelligence service, could tell roughly what was going on here from the traces left on the lawn, which worried him.
It's not that he cares about how many people have died here, he just hopes that the girl he wants to see is safe and sound, otherwise, with the identity of that girl, it will definitely cause a huge wave, and whether he will be thrown out as a scapegoat to appease those angry Daken factions is the question.
The trench coat man behind himβthere were several more in such uniformly dressed trench coat men behind himβasked him, "Lieutenant Tache, is the target really here?" β
His words were full of distrust, not that he was dissatisfied with Tache, but that this mission was personally instructed by General Cesilia, and he could not afford not to take it seriously.
"Your Excellency Cesilia asked me to bring you here because I believe that I can complete this mission," Tarci said dissatisfied, he took off his glasses, and looked at the captain of the Ministry of Internal Affairs team in disgust, "If you don't believe me, you can turn around and go back, I can complete this task alone." β
As he spoke, he glanced mockingly at the other party's bulging side armpit, which contained an automatic pistol: "I have already said that we don't need to use force at all, that young lady is not a fool like you, and she can't be threatened by pointing a gun at it." β
"Instead of bringing this kind of thing, it's better to be honest, bring nothing, and show your sincerity."
"I really don't know what Lord Cecilia thinks, stuffing a bunch of rookies into me."
βγγγγγγγβ The captain of the task force suddenly turned pale, and he glanced at Tage angrily, but considering the task, he still forced to hold back his anger.
After a moment, he couldn't help but say, "Lieutenant Tache, what is the identity of the target this time?" β
"Why did we bring her back to SIDE3 and let us try not to use force? And emphasize that she must not be harmed? β
"Isn't she just a little girl?"
His question is reasonable, because if the other party is Zeon's enemy, he naturally won't emphasize that he should try not to use force, let alone hurt the other party, but if the other party is Zeon's friend, then it would be strange to forcibly bring her back to SIDE3 regardless of the other party's wishes.
"Little girl?" Takchi sneered: "Captain, it's not the first day you've done this job, and you don't understand what you shouldn't know, it's better not to know, and even if you know, you have to pretend not to know?" β
"You're going to die early."
After saying that, he ignored the guy who couldn't grasp the situation, and walked towards the Mars house alone.
"Bang!!" However, before he could take two steps, someone fired a shot at his foot, forcing him to stop.
"What people! Don't get any closer! From the second floor of the house came the nervous voice of a young man, and when Tarch looked up, he saw a childish young man, dressed in ordinary folk costume and holding a shotgun in his hand.
Takchi took off his hat and held it in his hand, revealing a slightly chubby, somewhat innocuous face, and he smiled at the boy and said, "Don't be nervous, I have no ill will." β
"Who are you, don't come any closer, or I'll shoot!" However, the boy's face was still nervous, and he raised his shotgun, and Tarch had to raise his hands to show that he had no ill intentions.
At this time, the members of the Ministry of Internal Affairs action team thought that they were going to fight, and they also nervously took out their pistols.
"Hey, idiot, put the guns away, we're not here to fight!"
Tarch hurriedly said, but it was too late, not only the boy, but also the other men rushed out of the house, and to Tarchi's surprise, these men, who looked like civilians, were hiding behind bunkers like soldiers, and some of them pushed out a heavy machine gun.
Tache said that such a strong defense could not be defeated by the few people of the action team, but fortunately, he did not want to fight.
He waved his hand vigorously and motioned for his companions to quickly retreat, and the men hesitated, but after all, Tache was still the commander of the operation, so they reluctantly took a few steps back, and they withdrew their pistols back to their holsters, but their hands still grasped the handles, their faces full of vigilance.
Idiot. Taffe cursed and said helplessly: "I have no malice, and I don't have weapons on me!" β
Hearing his words, the men were in a commotion, and after a period of confusion, a voice that looked a little old asked, "This is the mansion of the Mars family, who are you and what are you doing here?" β
Although Texas is a tourist satellite, in this situation, the other party is obviously not just an ordinary tourist.
"My name is Tache, and I'm here to discuss something important with the people of the Mars family, may I ask if Mr. Diablo or Miss Serra are there?"
"The master has passed away, but the young lady is here, what are you looking for her?" There was silence for a moment, and the other side seemed to be discussing something, and then someone said something that shocked Tache.
He hurriedly asked, "Mr. Diablo has died?" When was it happening? β
"Last night."
Diablo Mars is dead? He couldn't help but secretly scream that the original plan might not work, and that if it weren't for Diablo, Sierra would never have accepted his proposal.
"What are you looking for Miss Serra?" The person on the other side questioned again.
Suddenly thinking about it, Tacch made a simple expression, and said loudly in a voice that everyone could hear: "I am the one who works for the Mars family, and now we have a boat parked at the airport, and I am here to pick up the young lady and leave!" β
"There's a ship?"
"He said there was a ship parked at the airport!!"
"Great, we're saved!!"
The men cheered, and the news spread ten, until the whole house resounded with a huge cheer.
Take the bait. Tache couldn't help but snicker inwardly.
Although they are not obligated to save these ordinary people, they are very useful in coercing those principled people, as long as they take advantage of their fear of war and their eagerness to escape, even if it is not as important as Diablo, it is still useful to the kind young lady.
In this situation, only a certain old man was still calm, he ignored the cheerers, frowned and asked, "Do you have any evidence?" How do I know if you're really Miss's subordinate? β
"It's easy," said Tacchi, with a confident expression, "and he just had to tell Miss Serra that there was a man named Tache looking for her, and she would understand." β
"Miss is resting, I'm going to wake her up!" Someone said impatiently, as if he didn't want to stay here for a second, and without even permission, he hurriedly pushed open the door of Serra's room, and in fact he didn't have to do it, and the equally excited maid called out Serra, who was extremely tired.
"I'll leave it to you." Feeling that he had a great advantage in this wave, Tache said with some ease, and he waved at the members of the squad next to him, and then walked towards the house.
"Wait a minute, Lieutenant Tache," asked the captain of operations who didn't have to storm the heavy machine gun, and who was scared and felt a little grateful to Tache, "You said that this was handed over to us, what exactly are you going to do?" β
"Don't you understand that?" Tache looked at the other with the eyes of this guy who was hopeless: "Go and help these refugees pack their things, and then take them to the port and put them on the ship, the sooner the better." β
"Time is life, use your brain." Takchi snorted coldly, and entered the mansion of Mars without looking back.
He was invited into Serra's room, where there were only two people, him and Serra, and although this room was exquisite and even luxurious, it did not match Serra's identity, and in Zeon, it still exists today, and the Decon Mansion, which is maintained by Zeon officials, is luxuriously like a royal palace in the Renaissance era, and this is just an ordinary mansion.
Although for Serra, the latter is more relatable, while the former only conjures up unpleasant memories.
Before he sat down, he bowed respectfully to the tired Serra, "We meet again, Miss Artesia." β
"yes, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, Lieutenant Tache," Serra said with a slight prickly voice, "You ran away so quickly, I thought you had left SIDE5." β
"Why, aren't you afraid of being killed by the crowd that opposes Zeon now?"
"You're laughing, Miss Aldethea," Tache smiled awkwardly, "I'm on your turf, so how can I worry about my life?" β
βγγγγγγβ Serra shook her head and said, "Forget it, let's stop this boring conversation, Lieutenant Tache, why are you coming to me now?" β
"You don't want to continue the conversation, do you?" "If so, I'd be happy to talk to you," Serra said. β
"No, there's something else coming to you this time," Takchi said with a dry laugh, "There's really no way, it's something I really can't fool, and I won't tell you the truth, it has something to do with my work." β
Working, the people of the Interior of Tache, the Zeon of Tachi, his so-called work, Serra did not feel that was a good thing.
She didn't interrupt Tache, but her expression became very cold, and it was no wonder that the killers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not know how much damage they had done to her, they forced her to flee to Earth, and then her adoptive father Diablo became seriously ill because of them, and her brother Casbal (or the real Char) also died in their assassination, and the memories of the past made her really unable to put on a good face to the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
"In factγγγγγγγ" He pondered his words: "I have been commissioned by His Excellency Cecilia to invite you to Zeon. β
"You see, you are the daughter of the father of our country, and now is the time when the situation is so chaotic, even if it is for your safety, we in the Principality of Zeon want to give you shelter, please pack up as soon as possible and set off with us."
Tache said, carefully observing Serra's face.
Unexpectedly, Serra seemed to have grown, and there was no shock or reluctance on her face, but she said coldly, "Go back to γγγγγ Zeon? β
"I thought the Zabi family didn't want me to go back, that's why they kicked us out of SIDE3, didn't they?"
"Aren't they afraid that my identity will cause them trouble?"
"Well, how do you say that," Tache smiled awkwardly, "I guess things are constantly changing." β
He said vaguely: "Moreover, although it is said that we want to provide you with asylum, considering the current political situation and your special status, it may not be safe to disclose your identity rashly, but you can rest assured, after returning to SIDE3, we will still arrange for you to live in the former residence of Daken Mansion, and there will be absolutely no inconvenience in lifeγγγγγγ β
Daken Mansion? Living with the woman who killed her mother in Roger Lucia?
Are you kidding.
Serra took a deep breath, trying not to let her anger show: "I see, are you going to put me under house arrest, just like you did when you put my mother under house arrest?" β
"This γγγγγγγ" Tarch could only say involuntarily: "You are the son of Zeon after all, and I am sure that Lady Roger Lucia will welcome you as wellγγγγγγγ Right? β
"What if I don't say yes?"
"Soγγγγγγγ It's a pity that things will turn out to be the last thing we want to see," Tache sighed, "Of course, don't get me wrong, we won't hurt you, neither I nor Lord Cecilia can afford to cut off Zeon's bloodline." β
Knowing that Casbar was still alive, the man pretended not to know and told a lie.
"And I don't have a lot of people with me, and if you don't want to go with us, it's hard for us to take you away," Tarch said, "but if things get to that point, then we won't have a reason to help the inhabitants of this satellite." β
"What did you say?" Serra hurried to the window to peek in, only to see a man with his trench coat off and sleeves rolled up carrying the surviving townsfolk into the car, and the townsfolk were still busy thanking them.
I don't know what they're going to do.
But if they knew, they might have forced Serra to accede to Tache's request.
Because no one wants to die.
βγγγγγγγβ Serra held back his anger and said coldly: "It's really your style, you never consider the feelings of the innocent, just your own convenience." β
"I beg your pardon." Tache didn't argue, just spread his hands and said.
"I don't have to say yes even for the sake of the townspeople," Serra retorted, "I've already found a ship to come to SIDE5, and their safety isn't an issue without you." β
"If you're talking about the ship of the Eight Continents," Tache sighed, "it's a pity that it's not coming. β
Serra's face became even more gloomy, and Tarchi said to himself, "Please allow me to remind you that Bazhou is not trustworthy. β
"They have no ill will towards you, but they will not protect you at all costs," Tache said with a look of pity, "As you know, they were originally your father's followers, but after your father's death, they immediately ran to Earth, but they were nothing more than grass on the wall." β
Serra's face froze, but she couldn't deny it.
"Perhaps for the sake of past friendships, they will hide your existence, but it would be wishful thinking to expect them to support you at all costs, as Ral and Alxstein did," he said unceremoniously: "If you're already in SIDE7, they'll hide your presence out of fear of the anger of the powerful families of the Daken faction, but if you're still in SIDE5, they'll have an excuse to perfunctory those families." β
"Please don't count on them."
βγγγγγγβ Sierra said coldly: "Even so, I don't have to accept your request, I have other means. β
"That's right, you do, for example, contact Alxstein, if the old man of that family knows that you are still in SIDE5, he will definitely save you at all costs," Tage nodded, "But how much time will it take to contact Alxstein, find a working ship, and then arrange for hundreds of townspeople to board the ship and then break away?" β
"It doesn't hurt to tell you, General Dozru's fleet is less than six hours away from SIDE5, and this is about to become a battlefield, and even if you find a ship, it will be impossible to break through the combat area."
"I don't have to do this, I'm Lear's fiancΓ©e, and there's a Zeonnick regular ship in Miranda's harbor," Serra said, "and it will be solved very quickly, and there is no need to accept your terms." β
Who knew that Tache smiled and said, "Of course, we can't let go of such a big loophole, in factγγγγγγ β
"That boat can't fly anymore." He said with a smile.
βγγγγγγ You guys...... Sierra could barely hold back the anger in her heart.
"Give up, Miss Artesia," Tarch said with a wry smile, "and I'll be honest, you really don't have a better choice at the moment. β
"I'm not from the Zabi family, on the contrary, I have been blessed by the Lal family, so I will only help when you and Master Casbal left Zeon, but this time you really have no choice."
"Please rest assured, at least your life safety will not be a problem, these townspeople, I will also use my connections to give them the best possible placement."
Serra fell silent, and instead of looking at Tache, she walked to the window and watched as Tache's men transported the townspeople.
She struggled to close her eyes, since she said that her life would not be in danger, and she would not disclose her existence, then, as her fiancΓ©, Lear, would not suffer because of this.
Perhaps because she had just lost her last family member not long ago, Sierra valued Lear's presence very much, and he was Serra's fiancΓ© after all.
It is also the last family in the world.
No, if Brother Casbal hadn't died, she sighed and said, "Looks like I don't have a choice, Lieutenant Tache. β
"I see, I'll go back to SIDE3 with you," she still insisted on not calling it Zeon, perhaps unable to accept that country actually used her father's name as the name of the country, "Instead, I ask you to protect them." β
"Of course, please leave it to me." Takchi breathed a sigh of relief, he finally passed the level in front of him, the other party was not a stupid and sweet young lady, not so easy to fool.
"But," just as he relaxed, Serra turned abruptly, stared at him, and said, "I want you to answer me a question, Lieutenant Tache." β
"Huh!?" Tachi replied unawares, "Yes, pleaseγγγγγγ β
He felt regret before he could finish speaking, but by this time Serra had already asked her question: "You said before that Brother Casbal might not be dead, right?" β
βγγγγγγβ Tsutch closed his mouth in remorse.
"Why do you think so, what do you think, what evidence is there, I ask to tell me 1510, I can't hide anything," Serra stared at Tache and said, "Tell me, Lieutenant Tache." β
There was an unquestionable firmness in her tone, and a natural sense of majesty, which made Tache sigh that she was indeed the daughter of Zeon Dyken and the sister of Casbal Dyken, although she had chosen a different path and was not prepared to continue her father's ideals, something essentially the same.
Thus Takchi thought for a moment, and said as if begging for mercy, "Please spare me, Miss Aldethea, for it was a great risk to talk to you about this before. β
"You must have already guessed it yourself, so why did you force me to tell me about it?" He said flatteringly.
He could have given Sierra a hint, but he really couldn't say it directly, because if he did, neither the Zabits nor the Dakens would let him go if something happened in the future.
"That's different, I don't deny it, I was shocked after hearing what you said, but when I calm down and think about it, it's just your words, just a conclusion," she said, looking at Tache, "I want to know what the basis for your judgment is, I want to judge for myself whether Brother Casbal is really alive." β
"But this is the only thing I can't sayγγγγγγ" Tacchi said with a bitter face, and began to resent Cecilia for giving this task to herself.
Suddenly, he remembered something that Serra might be interested in, and he salivated and showed a flattering expression, like a salesman who would do anything to sell his goods: "By the way, although I can't say anything about Master Casbal, there is something that will certainly interest you." β
He looked at Serra's frowning face, chuckled in his heart, and puffed up his tongue to say desperately, "It's about your fiancΓ©, Lieutenant Alkerstein." β
"Oh, I didn't expect that he was a decent person on the surface, but he was doing such an incredible thing in private!" He said deliberately in ambiguous words.
"If you promise not to pursue Master Casbal any further, I will tell you what Lieutenant Alkerstein has done in private?"
"Presumably he is hiding this from you as well," Taffe looked at Serra's changing face and tried to add one last fire, "If it weren't for the fact that I happened to find some traces when I investigated your affairs before, I'm afraid no one in the entire Ministry of Internal Affairs would know what he was doing, right?" β
"That is, I am not from the Zabi family, and if it were those fanatics, your fiancΓ© would be in danger!"
"Well, if you are willing to spare me this matter, I will not only tell you what he has done, but I will also promise you to cover up for him in the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
Okay, hooked!
He looked at Serra's expression and said in his heart.
This kind of person who is particularly emotionally rich is best guided.
ββββ Dividing Lineβββ
"So, Miss Aldethea, please prepare as soon as possible, and we'll leave at once." Tache pushed open Serra's door and bowed respectfully.
Serra closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, her face full of confusion and confusion, obviously she wasn't in a good mood.
Taking advantage of Serra's lack of composure, Tacchi hurriedly closed the door and let out a heavy sigh.
So, when you get back to Zeon, let's get in touch with the captain.
He was a little unhappy to think of the man his sweetheart loved, and although he also admitted that the captain was a good man, the mood of not admitting defeat still existed.
Hoping that his cranial nerves wouldn't drown in alcohol, he thought unhappily that the last descendant of Zeon would return to SIDE3, which was not something he could afford.
The captain had to go out himself.
Just as he was thinking this, time passed quietly.
Soon, the minute hand of the floor clock of the Maison Mars pointed to 12, coinciding with the hour hand that was already there.
The time has come on January 16, 0079 of the Cosmic Century U.C0079.