Ultraman: What do you mean by saying L77 is about to explode?

Chapter 127 It stinks!

As Tiga looked at this scene, the crystal on his head shone red, and as he swung his arms down, his body transformed into a powerful form dominated by red.

Transforming into his powerful form, Tiga charged forward, unleashing a barrage of punches, while on the other side, Iwao was gathering his strength, preparing to deliver the final blow to Rigadron.

Tiga gathered the Derashum Light Stream in front of his chest with both hands, and after compressing, the red light sphere was pushed out directly by his arms.

Meanwhile, the Flying Swallow II activated its Texas Cannon, and the Victory Fire Dragon continued to fire lasers.

Under the combined attack of the four, the attack finally struck Ligadron's body, causing him to explode, and three orbs of light appeared in the explosion.

The three beams of light revealed the faces of Dr. Jiang Qi and the others, who smiled at the members of the Victory Team.

"Thank you... Shinjo... Daigo..."

"Humanity's future... rests in your hands..."

Finally, under the twilight sky, the three orbs of light headed towards the universe, transforming into starlight in the deep sky, becoming pioneers of humanity, and disappeared into the cosmos.

"Goodbye... Dr. Jiang Qi... Have a safe journey." Xin Cheng stood on the lawn, wiping away his tears, gazing at the sunset for a long time, not even noticing the team members behind him.

Two weeks after this incident, although many monsters appeared on Earth, they were all eliminated one by one after the local TPC completed its armament.

However, the departure of the three outstanding astronauts still casts a shadow over everyone in TPC and GUTS, prompting them to reflect more deeply on the universe.

But for Kaul, these days were filled with training and lecturing, and he was very relaxed. He even brought back some of his old team members.

On the very day that Deputy Captain Zongfang was on leave.

Shizuma Beach, located on the edge of Akita Prefecture, is a secluded place rarely visited by tourists. There is no hustle and bustle of big cities here, only continuous reefs, gray waves with white foam, and the sea-blocking forests that murmur softly in the sea breeze.

In a seaside café not far from the beach, Vice Captain Munakata, with his neat short hair and casual clothes, was sitting quietly in a corner by the window.

As the vice-captain of the Victory Team, a special operations squad of the Earth Peace Alliance, Munakata dedicated almost all his energy and time to the Far East headquarters base that floated on the sea.

For him, the opportunity to take off his uniform and enjoy a whole day off like today is rarer than a duck being born from a chicken.

"Here's your cold milk, sir." A smiling young waiter brought over a glass filled with milk that was emitting a chill.

"Thanks."

Zongfang nodded slightly and politely accepted the cup.

To outsiders, this burly, sharp-eyed, and even somewhat military-looking middle-aged man seemed rather out of place in the coffee shop, ordering a glass of milk meant for children instead of coffee or liquor.

But that's just Munakata; he doesn't drink at all.

Zong Fang picked up the cup and took a small sip. The cool and rich milky aroma made him feel very comfortable and relieved the headache that had been throbbing due to years of tension.

He looked out the window at the sea, which was rising and falling in the sea breeze.

For the past two weeks, the entire Earth seems to have entered a brief and eerie period of calm.

Ever since that day in Shinjuku when Tiga defeated the first generation of Kirieloids, TPC and the police department, under the strong leadership of Chief Yoshioka, have completely launched a crazy modification process of "arming the Hien series fighters".

Those aircraft that were once only used for scientific research and ecological monitoring have now been painted with red and blue stripes representing combat and are equipped with lasers and missiles capable of defeating monsters.

"Human technology is arming itself at an unstoppable pace in this era... but that's not necessarily a bad thing, after all, human strength itself is the most important."

Zongfang looked at his face reflected in the glass and sighed inwardly.

He knew very well that the real driving force behind this militarization was none other than the ancient man, the advisor, Kaul, who had slept in the crystal capsule for thirty million years and then revived in the modern era alongside the giants.

In Kaul's theory of the laws of cosmic survival, peace without the deterrence of force is nothing more than a sandcastle built on the beach, which will be completely destroyed by the first wave.

"Although I hate to admit it, the strategist is right," Zongfang put down his cup. "If the ancient people back then had been so vigilant in arming themselves, perhaps what they left to this world would not just be stone statues, but possibly, there would be no humans as we know them today."

Just as Zongfang was about to enjoy this rare tranquility and let his thoughts wander in the sea breeze, a man appeared in front of him holding the same milk.

"Have you ruined your health?" the man said, sitting down opposite him. "Sorry, but you don't look like you've been drinking."

"I'm quitting drinking right now," Munakata said coolly.

"Me too, I've already quit drinking six times."

"Then you're an expert."

Just then, the morning news suddenly reported that a monster had been washed ashore.

Without any hesitation, Zongfang pulled out the PDI communicator belonging to the Victory Team from his inner pocket, grabbed it, and left the bar immediately. Meanwhile, the man opposite him answered a phone call.

Almost as soon as he took out his PDI, the screen lit up, and Captain Megumi's voice came through: "Vice Captain Munakata, I apologize for disturbing your vacation, but an emergency has occurred on the coast of Kitagawa City, Shizuoka Prefecture. Please proceed to the scene immediately!"

"Understood, Captain. I think I can smell it," Munakata stood up and walked towards the door. "I'm heading towards the beach. Where's the rest of the Victory Team?"

"Daigo, Shinjo, and Staff Officer Kaul have already departed on Flying Swallow 1 and 2, and are expected to arrive above your location in five minutes!"

When Vice Captain Munakata stepped onto the slightly damp sand of Shanghai Beach, he finally understood why Captain Kijima Megumi's tone in the communications had been like that.

At this point, the coastline had been completely transformed into a physical isolation zone.

Dozens of local TPC personnel are setting up a cordon that stretches for several kilometers along the edge of the beach.

On the highway outside the cordon, residents within a ten-kilometer radius were evacuating as quickly as possible because the stench that was being carried inland by the sea breeze had already caused many elderly people and children with weaker constitutions to show signs of poisoning and unconsciousness.

Zong Fang took a makeshift gas mask from an advance team member, put it on, and quickly walked to the front of the cordon.

"It stinks!"

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