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"Target two is falling from the sky, and its estimated destination is... our current location?!" When the Archangel was besieged by Baku, it detected a signal suspected to be a space-based weapon attack, and the radar controller's tone was a little strange.

And Ross's expression was also very strange.

"Express delivery, remember to give a good review!" These words appeared on the communication device, allowing Rhodes to instantly understand what was inside.

"Wait... one of the signals separated... is it an unknown mobile suit?"

High in the sky, in one of the rocket cargo bays containing the aircraft body.

The cargo hold was showing signs of melting slightly due to friction, and through the holes one could vaguely see the scene passing by outside, and the electric sparks generated by the failure hit the armor of the body.

The blue Haro flapped its wings twice, and the dark blue body began to approach the damaged cargo hold structure.

Then, in the view of the telescope that the man in the windbreaker had pulled to the maximum extent, a hand belonging to an MS stretched out from the damaged area and pinched the external armor at hand.

The enormous force even caused some deformation of the damaged outer armor of the rocket cargo hold.

Then, a machine jumped out of the cargo hold, and the red sunglasses made the man in the windbreaker alert.

The machine raised the beam carbine in its hand and fired a burst of shots at a Baku in mid-air.

Baku collided directly with the blue-purple beam and exploded into pieces.

"Bang..."

As the unknown aircraft landed steadily in the desert, everyone could see its appearance clearly.

"Cub (Jegan)?" Both the man in the windbreaker and the people on the Archangel couldn't help but exclaim.

A dark blue-based machine with a grayish overall tone appeared in front of people. The machine had a familiar sunglasses-shaped head monitor, but the difference was that the color of the sunglasses had turned red, and the appearance of the machine was much more robust.

"No, it's a lot stronger than the cub." The man in the windbreaker narrowed his eyes and his expression became serious. "Let Baku test the new cub a little and see what its strength is."

"Could it be that the ace is still alive?"

A Baku extended the beam saber on its head and planned to launch a sneak attack while the machine was facing away from it.

But this "Jegang" turned around, grabbed Baku's chin, and threw him to the side.

Baku was thrown heavily to the ground. "Jegan" raised the beam carbine in his hand and fired two shots at the cockpit.

Several helicopters appeared near the "Jegang" and fired several missiles.

The attitude control nozzles on the "Jegan" made several short-range jets, allowing the "Jegan" to gracefully avoid the missile attack.

Then, the beam carbine in "Jegan"'s hand was switched to continuous fire mode, and he fired accurately at the helicopter in the sky, blowing it up on the spot.

"...Retreat." After looking for a long time, the man in the windbreaker sighed, "Although the data collected is not too much, it is enough. Gather the remaining troops and retreat to the base."

The man in the windbreaker looked at "Jiegang" seriously, then turned and left.

……

Finally, the ZAFTs retreated.

At this time, the night had just passed and the sun was slowly rising.

In the crimson morning sun, "Jegan" pulled a relatively intact rocket cargo hold and came to the Archangel under Kira's vigilant glance.

Ross walked to the central deck of the Archangel and looked at the scene in front of him.

"Jegan" put down the rocket cargo hold in his hand, started the propulsion backpack on his back, and stepped steadily onto the central deck of the Archangel.

“…Zestha.”

Ross raised his head and slowly said the real name of the "Jegan" in front of him.

Jie Gang lowered his head. Under his red sunglasses, the camera looked at Rhodes in front of him, focusing slightly, and the man and the camera just stared at each other.

After about a minute or two, just when everyone thought the situation had reached a stalemate.

Zesta knelt on one knee smoothly and opened the cockpit door of the machine towards Ross.

Zesta extended his hand towards Ross, seemingly inviting Ross to enter the cockpit of the machine.

"Huh..." Ross took a deep breath and jumped into Zesta's palm.

As the machine's arms moved, Ross arrived in front of Zesta's cockpit door.

In the seemingly pitch-black cockpit, there was a faint light.

Ross stepped forward and entered the cockpit of Zesta.

Just like when he first started flying the Jegan-A.

----split line----

PS: I can’t hold it anymore. I have to go get some Coca-Cola. I’ve been eating so lightly with my mom lately that I can’t hold it anymore.

Maybe new readers are not clear about this, so I will explain it again here. My mother was just discharged from the hospital not long ago, and I have to take care of her now, so the updates may not be stable. If you see me not updating on a certain day, it means that I accompanied my mother to the hospital for a follow-up visit.

I would like to recommend a song I just discovered recently: Heart of Sirius.

A Japanese song that reminds me a bit of Star Gazers. The female voice singing Morse code in the middle is obviously a very romantic thing, but for some reason it sounds a bit like "Zhidden", which makes me laugh.

Volume 29: Chapter : So that's how it is, NT indeed! (Mist)

"Is this Ross's new machine?" Mu, who was sitting on the Sky King and preparing to attack, was a little surprised when he saw the Jesta in front of him, which was much stronger than Jegan.

"Ah, yes." Madoc, who was about to overhaul the Sky King after the battle, nodded at Mu. "It seems to be called... Zesta's machine."

"Jeggan, Jesta... are they upgraded versions?" Mu took off his helmet and could vaguely see the shadow of Jegan on Jesta.

"Probably. And look, isn't that the Jegan high-mobility backpack Ross used to use?" Madoc looked up and glanced at the high-mobility backpack next to Zesta. "But now it has a few more mechanical arms, making it look more like a grasshopper."

"Hahaha, that's true." Mu laughed. "I remember there was news that Jegan was called 'Cub' and occasionally called 'Missile Hedgehog' over at ZAFT. Now Ross's machine has really become an animal party."

At this moment, in Zesta's cockpit.

Ross looked at the cockpit where he was sitting with a complicated expression.

"Why... did Zesta install a unicorn cockpit?"

"Because you've never used your pharmacological stress suit." Nearby, the blue Haro sat on a mounted stand, waving his wings. "Your suit is designed to fit the Unicorn's cockpit; otherwise, it won't be fully effective. So, your previous high-mobility combat was essentially just using your body to withstand the pressure."

Rhodes naturally recognized the Haro in front of him. After all, the details were exactly the same as the original, and the slightly lazy tone and intonation were exactly the same. It was a smaller version of the big blue Haro.

"Besides, haven't you already completed the prototype 'NTD' system and the Psychic Frame?" Blue Haro's emerald eyes flickered, as if miming a wink. "I've even reserved space for you to install the Psychic Frame."

The cockpit of Jegan dimmed slightly, and a pale blue image revealed the cockpit of Zesta. Then, the image began to move, showing how the armor was deployed and how the palm-sized psycho-skeletons were installed on the cockpit.

"Since you're planning on piloting a unicorn, how about adapting gradually?"

"Also, I suggest you pay attention to the duration of the battle. This Zesta is still a battery-powered machine."

After saying that, Blue Harrow seemed to have thought of something, and he broke away from the stand and jumped onto Ross's head.

"Hey! Big Hello, what do you want to do?" Ross, who was about to lock the body as usual, was startled by the action of Blue Hello.

"Of course I'm claiming sovereignty! I'm your assistant, and from now on, your support position in the cockpit is mine!" Big Haro rolled from Ross's head to his right shoulder, landing there steadily. "As for that little girl named Christina, we'll find a position for her after our battleship is built."

"...I refuse this." A familiar voice sounded.

Just as Big Harrow pronounced Christina a loser, the cockpit door of Zesta opened.

Christina, who was supposed to be in the dormitory guarding the prototype psychoframe and NTD system, got into the cockpit.

"Christina?! Why are you here?" Seeing the girl in front of him with a resentful look on her face and holding the red Hello in her hand, Rhodes felt a little numb.

"If I hadn't come, you would have been kidnapped by a thieving cat." Christina glanced at Ross, then turned her attention to Big Harrow. "I don't accept your proposal."

Please forgive Ross for being single until his death in his previous life. When faced with the current situation, Ross's mind felt blank.

What should be done? Explain? Draw a line? Or just stand down and yell "I'm sorry"?

The red Haro leaped out of Christina's arms and knocked the big blue Haro off Roz's shoulder.

"Oh... interesting." Big Hello was not angry because of Christina's targeting. Instead, he took advantage of the collision and jumped through the wall of the cockpit to the top of the driver's seat.

The emerald green eyes flickered slightly, as if analyzing something.

"Rods, you're taking advantage of a girl you raised as your own daughter. Is that how much you earn?" Big Haro rolled around the top of the driver's seat. "I thought you preferred mature women like Maru. Could it be that the information the courtyard gave you was wrong?"

"What are you talking about!" Rhodes panicked and turned to look at the communication button on the side.

Fortunately, the communication was always turned off and the speaker was not on. Otherwise, there would be more black history of Ross recorded in Mu's notebook.

Being ridiculed and threatened by this uncle, don't say a word about it!

"Why are you suddenly pointing the finger at me?" After Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief, he felt his scalp tingling.

"The discussion about this support position is between me and this little girl, and we'll resolve it privately." Then, Big Harrow extended two mechanical claws from under his wings and grasped the top of the driver's seat. "But right now, there's something she and I both want to know."

As the length of the mechanical claw continued to extend, Big Haro finally hung in the air in an upside-down posture, looking at Ross with his emerald green eyes.

"Come on, Roz, do you prefer a big one or a small one?"

Ross felt the sweat on his head pouring down like a faucet.

How can one resist such a life-threatening question? What can one do to resist it?

After thinking for 3 seconds, he saw Christina also starting to stare at him.

"I like powerful weapons," Ross said, his answer seemingly unrelated to the topic. "Whether it's the Unicorn's Beam Magnum or the Electromagnetic Bazooka's Forged Blade Rocket, I like them all."

This irrelevant answer has the beauty of No. 42 concrete-mixed spaghetti.

The cockpit fell into a deathly silence. Even the Big Haro, which was still flapping its wings, stopped moving.

Just when Ross was wondering whether he had survived this crisis.

"...It's a little different from my answer, but generally speaking, there's nothing wrong with the file the courtyard gave me." Big Hello's robotic arm slowly retracted and returned to the top of the driver's seat.

"To be able to give such an answer, you are truly NT (new type)."

"Okay, next is the symposium, you should go out and find your Captain Malu."

Big Harrow said this, stretched out a mechanical claw, grabbed Ross by the back of the collar, and carried him out of the cockpit.

Fortunately, everyone in the hangar was busy after the battle and didn't see what Ross looked like just now.

Ross quickly straightened his clothes and coughed a little to ease his embarrassment.

Behind Ross, Zesta's cockpit was closed.

For some reason, Ross always felt that there was an inexplicably oppressive aura coming from Zesta's cockpit.

……

"Huh? Ross?" Mariu, who had just put away his pistol, was a little surprised to see Ross walking idly in the corridor.

"Aren't you debugging that new machine?"

"Huh? You mean Zesta?" Ross, who had somehow wandered here after clearing his mind, had just finished logging in. "Christina's helping me install some system plugins right now, so I had nothing better to do, so I just wandered around."

In fact, a fight might have already broken out in the cockpit.

"I see..." Malu was silent for a moment. "The Archangel just received an invitation from a regional guerrilla organization. They hope we can talk to them."

"Guerrillas?" Rhodes was a little surprised when he heard the term.

"Yes, although for some unknown reason, there are still resistance organizations in the area occupied by 'Desert Tiger' Andrew Bartfield." Speaking of this, Malu also felt a little strange.

"Normally, ZAFT should do its utmost to destroy the resistance organization and ensure absolute control of the occupied areas."

"That tiger... probably has confidence in his troops and strategy," Ross thought for a moment and offered his assessment. "After all, you can't push people too hard. Even a cornered rabbit will bite."

"Probably... Negotiations are about to begin. Do you want to come with us?"

"...Alright, let's go over and see what kind of guerrillas they are."

Rhodes pondered for a moment and decided to follow.

Hopefully, Big Hallo and Christina are done fighting.

……

"I'm Dagos."

On ZAFT's land battleship "Lecyps".

A young man named Dagos knocked on an office door with a document in his hand.

The uncle who used to wear a windbreaker changed into a ZAFT military uniform, and there were bags of coffee beans on the table.