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She has remained in this state since she learned everything about the Alaskan battlefield and the Atlantic Federation's combat plan in Alaska on the evacuated submarine.

After all, they are partners who have fought together for such a long time. Although she has always been so tough, cold and unkind in front of them, even though she is separated from her partners now, she still cares about their safety.

"We're here, Major Bakilulu." At this time, the officer leading the way stopped in front of a glass floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a massive room, a replica of the Archangel's bridge. Several Earth Army officers and maintenance personnel were installing various instruments.

However, what caught Bakilulu's attention the most were the metal-covered cans installed in the instrument.

Several new "Smart Brain" logos can be seen on the exposed surface of the metal can.

"This is where you'll be working for the next period of time," the officer leading the way said. "The Archangel-class battleships have been confirmed to be deployed by the Earth Federation. Our combat methods in the past are somewhat different from those of the Archangel-class."

"In order to rapidly develop more combat capabilities, we've created this simulated training room. You'll temporarily serve as the captain during this simulated training." The officer paused. "At the same time, your simulated training will also improve our training materials, allowing us to gain even more combat capabilities."

"Please do your best, you have a heavy task ahead."

"...Are those installed in the instruments... those automated combat systems?" Baki Lulu paused before asking, "I don't think such things are necessary for controlling a battleship."

"I'm sorry, this is the next major project promoted by the Earth Union. Even if you don't want to use it, you have to adapt to it." The officer shrugged, his expression somewhat helpless, but his eyes, hidden by the brim of his hat, narrowed slightly.

As expected, she doesn't quite approve of these things, and she doesn't seem to be someone who is inclined towards blue cosmos... This is a variable that will have a certain impact.

"Whether it's the Earth Army's main mass-produced MS, the new Archangel-class battleships, or the existing MA, they will all be involved." Although he was thinking something in his mind, the officer did not show anything wrong.

"Anyway, after the subsequent Archangel-class is completed, you will be transferred to the new Archangel-class and serve as captain. That's what the above arrangement says."

"……I see."

Although he was very reluctant to use these bio-weapons, he was still in the Earth Army and could only follow the orders given by them.

Baki Lulu put her hand on the glass, looking at the biological wetware being continuously installed into the simulator below, wondering what she was thinking.

----split line----

PS: Today's update

The reader group has been thrown into the book review section. Anyone who wants to torture me for updates or something like that can join.

Today I jumped left and right on the banned word library under review, flying low over it, feeling great.

Writing about what happened...emm, the sequel will definitely not be that fast, anyway, wait and have hope (thumbs up)

Volume 62: Chapter : Madoc: Praise of the Machine Spirit

Perhaps ZAFT suffered heavy losses at its Alaska base and is gathering strength, or perhaps it is planning its next attack?

In order to avoid the battleship running aground or even sinking in the middle of the ocean, the Archangel chose to sail straight towards Orb and was not pursued by ZAFT.

"We are about to reach the waters of ZAFT. Can the Archangel hold on?" Mariu sat in the captain's seat with a worried look on his face.

"Red signs are everywhere, there are problems everywhere...but we should be able to continue sailing for a while..." Arnold, the helmsman, looked at the displayed values on the dashboard, constantly estimating the status of the Archangel in his mind, and his palms holding the steering wheel were slightly sweaty.

"Hold on a little longer... Archangel, please hold on a little longer..."

An Orb military aircraft flew low and began circling the tattered Archangel, which was covered in makeshift patches.

Redonil, Cagalli's "bodyguard," frowned at the scene before him and reached out to change the channel on the communication station. "Raini, Brose, prepare the towing line, ready to tow the Archangel at any time."

At this time, two warships of the Orb fleet that were patrolling this sea area broke away from the formation and headed towards the Archangel.

"The Archangel has entered Orb's territorial waters... We are safe." His tense nerves finally relaxed, Mariu breathed a sigh of relief, and slumped in the captain's seat.

"Wait... wait a minute, Archangel..." Arnold was a little panicked at this time. "There is still one last section of road, don't stop..."

Accompanied by the sound of some instrument overloading, the Archangel's thrusters stopped working and lost power. The ship continued to sail in the waters of Orb by inertia.

"The Archangel has lost power, launch the tow rope!" Redonnier, who was hovering in the plane, naturally saw the situation of the Archangel clearly. The Archangel, which had originally been patched up with a lot of temporary patches, began to emit smoke slightly in some parts.

The two Orb warships quickly turned around, and the instruments installed at the stern launched a towing rope towards the Archangel, which was wrapped around the extended hull.

The Archangel, having lost power, could only be towed in this way.

"Alright, let's take a break, everyone." On the bridge, Malu also knew the current situation of the Archangel. "We are very lucky to have made it from Alaska Base to Orb in this state."

Malu's words made the Archangel's crew sigh. Except for the damage control team who went to check the situation, everyone else sat in their seats.

In the midst of all this inactivity, they observed a small island next door where several warships were docked.

The temporary outpost of Orb has been completed. Sparks are occasionally emitted from the wreckage of Shambro. A bunch of siege machines surround Shambro and dismantle this giant MA.

"That's... a giant MA? It was actually destroyed?!" Seeing the wreckage of Shamburo in front of him, Mu couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's called Shambro, a giant mobile armored vehicle manufactured by Cosmos somewhere unknown. The original plan was to land on the island, kill George Arusta, who was still on the island, and throw the blame on ZAFT so that Cosmos would intervene in Orb." Ross, still wearing jeans and a flight jacket, leaned on the captain's seat of Maru and calmly introduced the giant mobile armored vehicle.

"Shambro's primary weapons are a scattering beam cannon, deflected by a specially designed drone, and a positron cannon built into its head. However, perhaps due to budget and design issues, it can only use one weapon at a time."

Although the Shambro described by Ross seemed like some kind of machine that could be destroyed at will, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw the dense traces of light beams left on the battlefield.

Just by looking at the remaining battlefield, one can feel the despair brought about by Shamburo's fierce firepower.

"...It's difficult, that kind of battle." Maru reached out and tightly grasped Ross's hand that was resting on the armrest.

"It's actually not that bad. The other driver doesn't seem very familiar with this giant MA, and many of the operations are inexplicable. It's actually not too difficult." Ross casually commented on the skills of the Shamburo driver and stopped talking.

On the deck of the Archangel's Rohangrin battery, Kira looked at the almost dismantled Shambro in a daze.

……

"It's so... tragic..." Erica stood at the edge of the dock, looking at the dilapidated Archangel and frowned.

The damage to the Archangel is greater than Erica expected. If it wants to be repaired, some people have to be transferred here from headquarters.

As the Archangel, which had lost power, docked in the ship, all the staff in the dock started running.

There was no other reason, but they were a little anxious because they saw that the Archangel seemed to be about to explode in the next second.

"Archangel...how could it become like this?" Cagalli stood in the main control room of the dock, looking at the miserable state of the Archangel in front of her, stunned for a moment, and then began to run towards the channel that had just been connected.

Uzumi, standing beside her, also had a bad look on his face. Clearly, the intensity of the war had exceeded his expectations.

"Alas... I don't know what kind of results this change will bring." Thinking back to the past when he sacrificed Orb's economy for several years, its layout in the universe, and the current situation on Earth, Uzmi felt more and more that his thinking was correct.

"let's go."

……

Archangel, Gnarkuri.

Madoc was busy directing the maintenance team and cooperating with the technicians of the Dawn Society to carry out maintenance. He also carried the maintenance manual in his pocket, which he once called a "joke".

After fully understanding that the Archangel could lose power at any time and yet still managed to reach Orb, Madoc was already considering whether to buy an incense burner and robes and seriously "praise the machine spirit".

Ross leaned on the railing of the plank road in front of the Narrative Gundam, looking up at the Narrative Gundam's double-eye surveillance camera, wondering what he was thinking.

Big Haro, on the other hand, was swaying on Ross's shoulder in boredom, seemingly in standby mode. His real body, which was far away in the "shipyard", was nowhere to be found.

The bridge had now become a makeshift negotiation table. Although Ross could stay on the bridge due to his status, he was not used to such formal occasions.

"Is this Mr. Ross's new machine?" Erica, who hadn't noticed when she arrived on the plank road, narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the Narrative Gundam before her. "It looks similar to the 'G Series'."

Although she was very interested in Ross and Kira's new machines, her purpose this time was not to trade.

Her main goal is to recover the Storm Gundam captured by the Archangel. The data on it is something she must get.

But... why is the frame of this machine exposed? And these gray armor with concave and dented marks is so fine and granular. Can it really withstand enemy weapons? Will it fall off during the fight?

"Hmm... Narrative Gundam, that's her name," Ross casually replied. "And don't even think about buying her blueprints. I can't possibly sell her."

Just kidding, not to mention that this machine is the only one Ross has now, just based on the modified design that is deeply tied to the psychoframe, Ross would never sell it.

Whether it's the Jegan or the Zesta, the Psycho-Frame is merely attached to the cockpit to enhance performance. Removing the Psycho-Frame wouldn't significantly reduce the suit's performance, but the modifications described are entirely based on the premise of using the Psycho-Frame.

"I wasn't planning on buying it either." Erica seemed to have anticipated Ross's response and shook her head with a smile. "Neither yours nor Kira's mobile suits are our target. I'm only here to retrieve Storm."

"Also, I didn't expect Kira to survive." Erica looked at Kira on the other side, who was walking with Cagalli on the plank road in front of the new machine, and stretched out her hand to say hello.

"By the way, we found some of your lost things. Remember to come to the Dawn Society hangar later."

After saying that, Erica left the plank road, leaving behind Ross who was confused, and Kira and Cagalli who seemed to have guessed something.

Ross scratched his head, glanced at the hangar, and after noticing that a familiar machine was missing, he seemed to have guessed something.

But soon, a familiar voice came from behind Rhodes.

"Rods." Malu had finished the negotiation at some point and came to Ross's side.

"Negotiations completed?" Ross turned around, shifting from observing the hangar's status to leaning against the railing to observe the Narrative Gundam's status. "What was the result?"

"The Archangel's crew is temporarily restricted from moving freely. Even if they leave the ship, they can only go to areas permitted by Orb." Recalling the recent negotiations, Malu couldn't help but sigh. "This is the best possible outcome."

"But it doesn't work for me. I think Prime Minister Uzmi said so." Ross also guessed the situation that the Archangel might face. It must be said that this is indeed the best result.

"After all, you're still an Orb-born space scrap recycler, and the Archangel has just been separated from the Earth Army, making it look more like a vagrant with a gun." Malu also imitated Ross, leaning on the railing and closing the distance between them.

"Such an existence will definitely be regulated until we make our position clear."

Ignoring Cagalli pointing at Ross and Maru and making a surprised sound, Maru leaned on Ross's right shoulder.

Big Haro hadn't known when he'd connected, but without Ross noticing, he'd turned slightly, his dual-eye monitors scanning the scene. If Ross had worn headphones, he could still hear Christina's complaining muttering beside Big Haro.

"Since I can leave, what do you want me to buy or take with me?" Ross stretched out his right hand towards the railing behind Mariu to prevent her from falling suddenly.

At this time, on the plank road next to her, after Kira's explanation, Cagalli, whose worldview was shocked, blushed when she saw Ross and Mari.

Suddenly, the Narrative Gundam opened the heat dissipation vents, and the slightly warm air rushed in front of Mariu like a heavy punch, making her sway and startled.

But fortunately, Ross was prepared and reached out to prevent Malu from falling off the plank road.

"Rods? What happened?" Maru, still in shock, leaned against Ross, her hair slightly messed up.

"...I don't know. The Narrative Gundam occasionally switches to cooling mode, and I still can't find the reason." Ross was also helpless about this, and could only reach out to help Mariu fix her hair. "But time is tight, and there's no particularly significant impact, so the full overhaul will be put on hold for now."

If Ross looked at the Narrative Gundam at this moment, he would find that a flash of red light flashed across the Narrative Gundam's psychic skeleton, and the head monitor that had originally raised its head to look straight ahead also lowered its head slightly.

Cagalli, who watched the whole process, felt a little confused.

"Kira, did the narrator lower its head without Ross controlling it?"

"Really?" Kira turned to look at the narrator, observed carefully, and shook his head. "No, isn't it always like this?"

"Really?... Then I must have seen it wrong."

----split line----

PS: Today’s update.

We are about to enter the stage where the plot explodes.

Volume 63: Chapter Ross: I became weaker, is it because I fought too many minions?

In a huge underground space of the Dawn Society, several machines were standing here, holding a long sword for training in their hands.

Ross, sitting in the Narrative Gundam, slumped over, adjusting parameters on the touchscreen panel beside him and activating the training mode of his weapon.

To be honest, Ross didn't really want to fight them. After all, his habit was to attack the cockpit, and they might need a master like Kira who could teach them moves.

Fighting with rookies too much will lower your level. Ross now urgently needs "Amuro" in the simulation training to put pressure on himself.

After completing the adjustments, Ross stared at the Strike Gundam marked with the full-circle cockpit with a pair of dead fish eyes. Without a doubt, the culprit behind this "training battle royale" was Mu, who had just obtained the Strike Gundam.

Ross sighed, and couldn't help but think back to what had just happened.

……

Following Erica's invitation, Ross followed Kira and his group to the hangar and saw the Strike Gundam parked in the hangar.

"...Didn't this thing blow up? You can still fix it!" Looking at the intact machine in front of him, Ross, who had just heard Mariu say that the Assault was destroyed by the self-detonation of the Holy Shield, was a little dazed.

"After all, the G-series is a collaborative project between Aurora and the Earth Army. As the technical director of the PS Armor R&D team, Ms. Malu must be well aware of this." Erica seemed to have accidentally revealed some important news, completely unaware of it. "So, repairing the G-series should be a piece of cake for Aurora."

After that, the lights on the other side were turned on, and Storm, which was originally placed on the Archangel, was seen quietly staying in the hangar.

However, Ross didn't notice this at all. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Mariu who was standing next to him.

"What...what are you doing?" Malu's voice trembled, as if a chill had grown on his spine from being stared at. "Everyone's been busy all the way here, and this kind of thing isn't particularly important, so of course no one would ask."

"I just can't believe it..." Ross leaned closer to Mariu. "I thought you only knew how to repair these machines, but I didn't expect you to be a developer."

"He's not really considered a R&D staff member. In many R&D teams of the Earth Federation, technical directors don't need to know anything about technology." Malu felt a few gazes coming at him and felt a little nervous, not to mention that Erica looked very interested.

"Besides, you made an adapter and a charger out of a bunch of scraps. Isn't that even more exaggerated than me?"