The first chapter of the second helpless journey comes to Orb

C.E.706/5

Immigration Application Section, United Arab Emirates, Obu.

"Name?"

"Raysor Rogge."

"Gender?"

“…… Male"

The staff of the application office looked up and saw that the teenager who was applying for entry was a little depressed, and she couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

This is a very delicate-looking teenager, probably only about fifteen or sixteen years old, but from his face, you can't find the youth and immaturity of an ordinary teenager of this age. He had charming purple eyes, but there seemed to be an invisible dark red reflected in the depths of his pupils, coupled with a slightly melancholy smile on his face from time to time...... I think I can score 90 points.

"Age?"

"Fifteen." It seems that I guessed correctly.

"Race?"

"Adjuster." No wonder, the adjuster should have been an adult at this age, no wonder he was much more mature than children of the same age.

"What is the reason for applying for immigration to Orb?"

"To escape the war." Again, for this reason. Recently, the relationship between Earth Union and PLANT has become increasingly strained, and more and more people have immigrated to Orb. If the war starts, this number will probably increase, my God, wouldn't I even have a fixed amount of time for beauty every day?

"Is there a guarantor?"

"Yes, my two older brothers, Siddle Rogge and Carla Rogge."

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After a series of torturous inquiries, I finally completed the procedures for immigration to Obu, and as soon as I went out, I met two guys I didn't want to see.

"I said you two, it's really ghostly." I complained angrily to the two guys in front of me, who had never left me from the moment I entered Orb, and one of them had been with me even when I went to the bathroom.

"Hehe, don't say that. My younger brother, who I haven't seen for many years, finally came over from PLANT, and the two of us as elder brothers always have to take care of them thoughtfully. ”

A young man in a straight suit who looked like a social elite leaned over and said with a hippie smile. The other was also wearing a suit, but the young man, who was obviously much more stable, also smiled and nodded.

In the eyes of the people on the street, we are a typical harmonious family, a steady eldest brother, a somewhat unserious second brother, and a young and old brother. But I'm afraid they can't think of it even if they want to, among these three people, the steady eldest brother is the general head of the PLANT intelligence organization in Orb codenamed "Black Fox", alias Siddle Rogge, my current "big brother", and the second brother who looks a little immodest is the super agent "Phantom" who has successfully stolen the top secrets of the Orb government and the military more than 20 times, under the pseudonym Carla Rogge, my current "second brother", and the third brother who looks young is a person who terrifies the entire Earth United Army. The "Blood Angel", Leonard von Findrad, became famous in the Battle of Junius 7, destroying a total of 191 MAs and 16 warships, a terrifying feat that still ranks first in the Zaft pilots' rankings. Any one of these three people is enough to shock the Orb Intelligence Bureau, and now they are blatantly gathered on the street, which is really a great irony for the Orb government.

The three of us got into Siddle's maglev and began to make our way to their quarters. In fact, the streets of Orb are full of driverless maglev taxis, but according to Kara, these taxis are all equipped with hidden bugs, so they usually use their own cars.

As soon as I closed the car door, I grabbed Kara by the neck and asked viciously, "I said what the hell is going on, wasn't I sentenced to deportation, how did I meet you two henchmen as soon as I arrived in Orb?" The most outrageous thing is that I am still your "younger brother", but you should make it clear to me. ”

Kara finally broke free from my restraints, panting and smiling bitterly, "I said Leonard, you're not so naïve. Do you think the PLANT government will give away such a top military talent as you to Orb, and you still have so many military secrets, if under normal circumstances, we would have been tasked not to protect and spy on you, but to kill you. ”

"Hell, what kind of deportation is this, isn't it a disguised distribution frontier and house arrest?" After listening to Kara's explanation, I slammed my fist on the car door.

"Let's drive some, young man." Siddle patted me on the shoulder: "Actually, I've heard about you, and I guess the government probably didn't even want to kill you." Neither the Speaker nor Zaft would be stupid enough to sacrifice a top-notch military talent for a dead waste, and this disguised assignment of you to Orb is probably just to give an account to old Blansis and prevent you from being persecuted by him at home. When the war begins, the government will recall you quickly. ”

I seemed to have lost all my strength and fell limply on the saddle, and the information in my head was a mess: "Hehe, the truth, is that just like this?" What kind of bullshit blood-stained angel and ace pilot, after making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be just a plaything in someone else's hand. Whether it was the Speaker, the Sarah Chairman, or even the old Browns, in their eyes I was just a child who had not grown up. ”

Suddenly, I remembered Law's suggestion that I might as well really join him in contributing my part to the plan to destroy the world. But he immediately shook his head again, and drove this absurd idea out of his mind, and how could he blame others for his own frustration.

Seeing my depressed appearance, Siddle and Kara knew each other well and didn't bother me. Before we knew it, the car had moved to where we lived. It is a mid-range villa, the headquarters of PLANT in Orb, and the announced residence of Siddle and Kara. Having my place here is not only a sign of trust in me, but also a function that facilitates monitoring and protection to a certain extent.

After getting out of the car, an aristocratic-looking butler helped me carry my luggage to a room on the second floor, which would henceforth be my accommodation. Looking around, the décor was finest, the floor was covered with mahogany, a crystal chandelier that looked very old hung on the roof, and the curtains and bed sheets were of fine silk. I knew how much surveillance equipment was hidden under all this, but I didn't bother to go where to go, so I threw myself on the bed and fell asleep.