(The update time has basically been set, one chapter each on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and one chapter per day on weekends.) By the way, to answer everyone's questions in the book review area, the current collection is 4o1... ）

Stink, who had been looking at his watch frequently, caught a glimpse of a car approaching. The buggy stopped in front of them, and two men in Zaft's uniforms in the front seat and Stink looked at each other and nodded without saying a word. It seems that this is the person who has made an appointment with them and waits. Stella and the others silently sat in the back seat.

The off-road vehicle drove out of the city and into the factory of a military factory. The man in the front seat showed his ID at the entrance gate, as if he was pretending to be an officer who had brought VIPs to visit the factory, and Stella and others were probably the so-called VIPs. They don't know if the two men are real Zaft soldiers, or maybe they are also disguised. But they don't need to know either.

No one doubted. There are ms walking around in the factory, and other guests can be seen. The off-road vehicle made its way through the factory to a stop in front of a tall hangar. As the key card swiped through the card slot, the heavy gate gradually rose. After Stella and the others jumped through the gate, they took the weapon from the two who led the way, and immediately loaded the magazine into the pistol with neat movements, and Stella pulled the knife from the scabbard. Seeing the white light on the blade, the switch in Stella's head switched.

It's finally time to begin.

They were no longer the three young men who were talking nonsense just now, their sharp eyes looking quickly into the back of the building; In the gloomy hangar were lined up several truss cranes for carrying MS, and about twenty or thirty servicemen were next to them. This little bit of battle can be handled.

Stella gave a look, and the three of them jumped out from behind the cover. Before anyone could notice their invasion, the gunfire had already sounded, and the soldiers fell to the ground under the continuous fire of Stink, and the shouts for identity were also drowned out by the gunshots. Orr struck the air with a flipped machine gun in both hands, and two rows of bullets were fired, but the soldiers who were adjusters didn't even see his movements, and the weapons they urgently received could only shoot into the air.

Stella roared and rushed into the group of soldiers, slitting the throat of one person with a knife in one hand, and at the same time turned around and knocked down the soldier behind her with a gun in the other hand. (Dear book friends, this book updates the latest and fastest chapters of this book on LVSEXS on the hot book library network.) It doesn't matter where you read my work, but when you see this sentence, please come and support me. I will be very grateful for a flower, a click on a collection, one at a time! She's as good as a tuner - maybe higher. The white gauze skirt lightly lifted up the blood, splattering into a strange pattern.

"Orr!"

When a rain of bullets unleashed, Sturck's shout was not a trace of panic. Orr didn't lift his head, just raised the muzzle of his gun over his shoulder, and shot down the soldiers on the crane who tried to sneak up. The soldiers barely had time to escape or return fire, so they fell down so heavily that some of them even wore red uniforms that symbolized top-notch combat driving.

Within a few minutes, the interior of the hangar was already under their control. Although it was a surprise attack, these adjuster soldiers were defeated by only five men and women.

Seeing that there was no movement around her, Stella lazily dropped her knife and gun at her feet. Orr also called out after confirming the situation around him, "Stonk! ”

"Let's go!" At the same time as the command was sounded, the three of them each jumped onto a truss crane, each carrying a huge iron-gray body, and the cockpit door was open, and they flew into the driver's seat with agility. Stella starts the operating system, and the screen at hand immediately lights up and types out the name of the system.

generation

unrestrietork

drive

assault

module

"GUNDAM" -- Isn't it Gundam?

"How?"

Stink's voice came over the communicator.

"OK, it's exactly like intelligence."

Orr replied. Stella continued to start her homework and replied, "That's good." ”

Stella's hand flew lightly, turning on each switch, and proceeding one by one according to the startup program she had memorized earlier. "The quantum catalyst reaction is starting to have a good power output. Open the armament system, and all weapons are unbanned...... The system starts in combat ......"

The engine roared, the crane shook, and the eyes of the giants lying on their backs lit up. Three MSs climbed from the crane and regained their strength moved nimbly. They unfastened the safety locks and unplugged the cables, until the shrill sirens sounded as they climbed out of the crane and walked forward. It could have been some dying soldier struggling to press the alarm bell. But it was too late.

As if shaking off an iron gray, the armor of the three MSs instantly took on color. The ZGMF-X24S Chaos Gundam that Stink is sitting in is grass green, Orr's ZGMF-X31S Abyss Gundam is navy blue, and Stella's ZGMF-88s Earth Gundam is black.

Three Gundams stood in the hangar with the alarm bells, revealing their strange appearances.

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Aslan and Cagalli followed Dilandal out of the headquarters when they suddenly heard the Speaker suggest a tour of the factory. The group walked to the factory area lined with hangars, and the footsteps of MS sounded everywhere on the wide road. Aslan followed Cagalli. Probably for tomorrow's military parade, it's a bit hectic.

Watching the soldiers give orders and actions, surrounded by the smell of oil and the chaotic atmosphere, Aslan vaguely felt nostalgic for this, after all, this place was once his belonging. Although he paid attention to the movements around him for the sake of vigilance, his eyes involuntarily drifted to those MS-"Ginn" and "Sigu" were better than when he was in service, and they had not changed much, but the "Gates", who had just been put into the front line at that time, had replaced the electric shock whips on his waist on both sides with magnetic track cannons, and those light yellow mechs that could turn into chariots were probably the new next-generation machines.