My machine combat simulator has come true

Maybe it's better to play for an hour a day?Like the famous Takahashi said...

After some teasing thoughts came to mind, Yu Xiao walked to the bedroom in a nonchalant way——

Then, the second his body touched the bed, he fell asleep soundly.

***

The other part of Penglai Island that is not far away is also dark at this time.

However, there is someone who is the opposite of Yu Xiao at this time, not only does not dare to get tired at all...

And no mood to fall asleep.

click.On the bugging instrument with a retro style, the connected earphones are taken off.

And the girl who made the move—Kaiya Nasaka sighed lightly, and finally ended the mission that had lasted until now.

The task of "monitoring" together.

...that's right.

The so-called "Universal Streaming" product she gave Yu Xiao was actually not a simple earphone.

Rather... a listening device with the function and appearance of an earphone.

"...Yu Jun. Definitely. You must have heard that. 'Whispering'..."

Throwing his body carelessly behind his bed, Lai Mi murmured.

she knows. When the "whispering" phenomenon occurs, it is occasionally accompanied by intense pain——

It is said that because of the excessive whispering phenomenon, there are whisperers who kill themselves in confusion.

Therefore, the whispers of the young man just now, such as "what is this sound", "who is talking", "entered my head"...

...From Raiya's point of view, it was undoubtedly a flustered reaction to the abrupt whisper.

Maybe there is still unbearable pain, maybe.

At this time, if there is one—at least one person who can listen to him talk about his confusion or dependence, maybe it will be much better.Come to Mi to think.

Why didn't she want to do it--

...It's just that the girl is a "ninja".

It is the shadow of the master who has been silently living in a place where no one can see from ancient times to the present, protecting them.

Therefore, it cannot become an object that he can rely on openly and honestly.

This feeling - so annoying.

Really.If I am not a "ninja", it will be fine...

While thinking this way, Lai Mi curled up with her body and sheets on the single bed with a little self-pity.

...This girl who not only likes "Ninja" in a superficial way, has never thought about it.

She will also... regret the choices she made, this day.

***

In the country of Tianzhu, in the field hospital set up at the base of the Central State of the People's Revolutionary Army.

"I didn't expect a person like you to be injured like this, Lieutenant Colonel. ... The matter of Soma, I really worked hard on you."

——On the hospital bed in the center, after hearing the caring words, Sergey turned his head with some difficulty.

Because of the multiple bruises on his body caused by excessive maneuvering during the battle with the "Red One", and the internal organ damage caused by the high G force, he is currently being admitted to the hospital for recuperation.

"...Haifeng?"

After realizing who the visitor was, a somewhat generous smile appeared on his resolute face.

"If you want me to say it, what's more surprising is that I survived. Even at this level, I still choose to keep my hand. That red number one... is really an amazing man."

"...I have also obtained a detailed report of what happened. The superiors have also decided. The news of the 'Red One' should be announced. But the things about your battle with it need to be concealed."

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"...Huh? In other words..."

"That's right. Because there is no way to determine the specific source of the other party, so I simply made it open and honest. It would be best if the EU or the United States of New World responded; and if not, it can also..."

"Using it as, for us, the best... publicity material."

Sergey murmured.

"That's right. It's just that, in the future... it may be more troublesome for you and the 'Top Martial Forces' troops, Lieutenant Colonel."

Liu Haifeng stood up and saluted Sergey on the hospital bed.

"Oh. What are you talking about?"

In response, Sergey just chuckled.

"...I am a soldier of the Human Revolutionary League. As early as the day I entered the military academy, I was ready to go through fire and water....What's more, now. It's not me who is in trouble."

"You mean, about that Captain Nan who took over your post...and became acting commander?"

"That's it. Then, Haifeng..."

"Hmm. What do I need to do?"

"...I'm a bit handicapped. Can you peel the orange under the bed for me...?"

"Understood. This kind of trivial matter is nothing to worry about."

——So, under the surprised eyes of the wounded soldiers and military doctors who were watching.

That man, who had a serious and cold impression, actually silently peeled an orange for his old leader.

Naturally, there was no trace of flattery in this move, it was just a nostalgic old feeling.

... After all, what kind of friendship did they have before...?

Chapter 48 The Intricate Scheme

EU collar, the capital of the Germanic state, city B——

In the venue of the "MS Development Council" urgently held by the "Romfera Foundation".

On the large screen in the center, the white mobile suit heroically enters and exits the enemy's formation, repeatedly playing the scene of knocking down the paradoxical monsters wave after wave like mowing grass.

"...This is a news report just released by the Human Revolutionary Federation. In this regard, gentlemen, do you have anything to say? Five minutes from now, please express your opinions."

When it played for the sixth time, the man with white hair and white beard in the middle of the conference seat spoke slowly.

It appears that he is the top leader of the organization.

"...Impossible! Everything about the 'Torukis' and...'Gundam' type MS, whether it is their ontology or design data, should have been completely destroyed in the 'Witch Hunt' 20 years ago. Erasing is the only way! Therefore, that mobile suit is absolutely impossible to be 'Torukis'...!"

And in response to his words, a fierce debate immediately started in the audience.

"But both the appearance and the performance... are exactly the same as the rumors."

"...Could it be that the relevant technicians survived the raid and went to the Human Revolutionary Union incognito...?"

"It may also be the result of highly reverse engineering based on the imported Leo..."

"Those are impossible! In the final analysis, is this image real? There are many cases in history, using strategic false propaganda to deceive opponents...!"

For a while, the council, which was supposed to be silent and rigorous, fell into chaos and noise like a vegetable market in the early morning.

This situation did not stop until the stipulated 5 minutes were reached.

The white-haired man waved his hand, and the court was instantly silent.

"Silent! Then, let's vote now. Is it necessary to take certain measures to find out whether the Human Revolutionary League really owns Torukis... and the technology to make Gundam? 3 minutes."

And he went further and put forward a proposal for a vote.

"...yes."

"Yes."

"I agree too."

"Abstain."

...The following is abbreviated.In short, the final result of the vote was 37:3:1 for the votes: abstentions: votes against.

Naturally overwhelming——

"Okay. Then, representatives of the Seven Star Family... Do you want to exercise the right of veto on this result?"

Therefore, standing in the center of the venue, the leading man then turned his head to ask questions at the other round table.

This attitude also seemed to indicate that the white-haired man, who was the leader of the consortium, could not completely control the fact of Romfila.

It's just that... the seven people sitting on top of it are still silent today with a high degree of consistency.

And that seems to imply a kind of acquiescence.

"--I understand."

In this regard, he nodded understandingly.

"My lords, you have seen it. Our conclusion is just like this - human beings don't need weapons that can kill themselves! The sins that will be borne after pulling the trigger should be borne by the person who pulls the trigger alive... and if To take away even this point is undoubtedly the act of the devil."

And then, the white-haired man—whose name is Delinger Rembrandt—said with a calm expression.

"We, the Romfera Foundation, will continue from now on—the 'Gundam' that negates everything!"

***

United States of New World, California base.

"...Thanks for your hard work, Graham. I heard from Mentor Elfman that you have been in the simulated training ground all day long. You have worked hard enough to win the bid for the 'over-limit banner'... Tired Right? It just so happens that today is Thursday, so I went to that regular fried chicken shop to buy something for you... Mashed potatoes too."

A young man with long braids and glasses, with a somewhat bookish appearance——Billy Katagiri stepped out of the base in front of him. After the blond man waved and greeted him, he raised the one with the logo of a certain grandfather on his hand. Food packaging bags, large and small, dangled in mid-air.

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"—That's nothing. Rather, it's my due gratitude to the professor. Without him, I wouldn't have met my partner... I wouldn't have met that 'Flag Type'."

And the blond man walked close, patted each other's shoulder affectionately, and narrated so frankly.

Listening to his words, it is not difficult to judge - he is the famous "flag fighter" of the United States of New World, "the noble son of air warfare",

"Really. Sure enough, it looks like what you would say... Ah——by the way, Graham. Did you read what Commander Pelosi said just now?"

While talking, Billy handed him a bottle of Coke.

Naturally, Graham took it unceremoniously, opened the bottle cap and took a sip.

Feeling the carbonic acid bubbles that still irritated the tip of his tongue even after swallowing, Graham responded quite bluntly:

"...Speech? And what was it about?...If it's still the cliché about condemning the resolution, then it's off...But since it's Billy you specifically mentioned, it means it's different, right?"

"That's right. It is said that the speech was made specifically for the video of the new mobile suit revealed by the Human Revolutionary Federation. ...By the way, have you seen that video?"

"...Not really."

"—then there's no harm in seeing it now. I think you'll be interested."

Billy took out his mobile phone from his white coat, clicked on one of the videos, and showed it to Graham.

It was a video of a pure white mobile suit fighting fiercely with the enemies of mankind from the far north—the golden silicon lifeforms, Phystum.

The mobile suit on the screen was leisurely moving through the attacks of the Fistems, and started hunting them continuously——

And it wasn't until the white mobile suit killed the last Phystum, turned around and left gracefully, that the video came to an end—and finally typed the code name of the white mobile suit.

"Red One".

"...Hey. Interesting. Hehe...huh, hahahaha!"

After watching this photo, Graham laughed in a high-pitched tone just as Billy expected.

"—Billy. You know what?"

Then he changed the subject.But Billy responded quite frankly to this earth-shattering way of speaking:

"Well, what happened?"

...Maybe this is also a proof that the two have been getting along for a long time.