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"...Oh, that's all we can do." After a pause of a second or two, Murtagh could only force a nonchalant smile and wave his hand. "After all, no one would have thought the other side would have an ace pilot, and the performance of the machine is quite good. Continuing to pile up the daggers now will only increase the losses. It's better to retreat."

"...Send a signal flare and retreat!" Although the captain wanted to mock Murtagh at this time, he gave up after thinking about Murtagh's skilled technique of accusing others.

However, the guy leading the support fleet next isn't a pushover either...

……

As the Earth Army fired the retreat signal flares, a large number of daggers began to cover the evacuation in an orderly manner.

Beaches, hillsides, cities, and the main island of Orb, except for the Dawn Society and the Mass Accelerator, which can be considered "clean", other places are littered with daggers and the wreckage of the M1 Heretic. Cities and many roads have become ruins, and there are even fires on several mountains.

Some of the M1 Heretic pilots, taking advantage of the time to resupply, slumped in their cockpits. After all, as "new recruits" in every sense of the word, joining such a fierce battlefield, they were lucky to be alive.

After the Earth Army evacuated, Orb's remaining fleet returned to the dock for emergency repairs, and the Archangel, which had just been repaired, also returned to the dock with many minor wounds.

Although Disaster, Robbery and Forbidden Judgement did not pay much attention to the Archangel, some of the Archangel's armor was damaged by the shooting of a large number of daggers and the crazy attacks of the Earth Fleet and needed to be repaired.

"The narrator is returning to the ship, and the maintenance team is ready!" In the hangar, as Mirialia's voice sounded, the Narrator Gundam, which had already exited the NTD state and whose psycho-skeleton turned back into the gray-white, flew smoothly into the hangar.

"Refill the propellant! Charge the weapons, get moving!" Madoc led the maintenance team to quickly maintain the Narrative Gundam.

"Zizizi... Thank you for your hard work, Ross." Maru's voice came from the communication. Ross took off his helmet, took a few breaths, took out a bag of water from the storage box beside him, and hurriedly drank a few gulps.

"The civilians have all been evacuated, and the Orb forces will also evacuate as planned." Mariu, seated in the captain's seat, sighed as she reviewed the intelligence before her. "The Earth Army is determined to capture Orb. According to Cagalli, they've rejected all requests for negotiation from Orb."

"That means we still have a tough battle ahead of us." Ross put down the finished water and leaned back in his chair. "The Earth Army won't just watch us leave like this."

"That's true. Even if the best outcome is that they let the Orb army leave, they won't let the Archangel go as a deserter." Thinking of this, Mariu couldn't help but rub his forehead.

"I'm not going to just give up on the girl I just confirmed my relationship with and walk away." Rhodes looked at the various markings in the Quan Zhoutian cockpit and the slowly increasing propellant capacity.

"...Rods, at my age, I shouldn't be called a 'girl'. Perhaps you should use a more mature term, like 'woman'?" Perhaps sensing the awkwardness of the conversation, Mariu also followed up on the topic with a little joke.

"...I don't remember you being the woman you are now, Mariu." Ross pondered and raised his doubts. "In my impression...you should be the kind of person who tends to be 'passive'."

"Because I'm afraid if I don't express my feelings now, I won't have another chance." As Mariu said this, Ross heard a faint smile over the comms. "The battle between the Earth Army and ZAFT is getting more intense, and everyone is starting to resort to any means necessary. Given my current status and profession, I might end up dead in a few days."

Malu stood up from the captain's seat, leaned against the porthole, and looked at the workers on the Archangel who were constantly carrying out emergency repairs.

"Besides... Ross, you're a piece of wood. I was a piece of wood before." Malu's gaze moved from the damaged part of the Archangel all the way to the hangar where Ross was. "Two pieces of wood can't intersect, so one of them took root and sprouted, entangled with the other."

"...You won't die." Ross took a deep breath and made up his mind. "I promise."

"You have to survive, too, Roz."

……

"The Earth Army was repelled... No, it should be said that they retreated on their own."

Near the Orb Sea, a ZAFT submarine was quietly extending its periscope, quietly peeking at the battle situation in front of it.

"Two of them are badly damaged and one is destroyed. It seems that the Earth Army's new G-series fighters have been defeated by the enemy." Cruze looked at the scene in the periscope and marveled at it.

"I didn't expect the Earth Army to be defeated in Orb... and these new G-Forces..."

After saying that, Cruze looked at Isaac, who was watching the video with a frown, and Nicol, who had a not-so-good expression.

"What do you think?"

"...they're using bazookas to attack the enemy fleet, favoring forged rockets, and their attacks are brutal. And there's this familiar backpack modification..." Yzak took a deep breath. "That's absolutely right. The one piloting that machine is the Cub!"

"But, this time it's not the sunglasses model, but a machine similar to the G series..." Cruze couldn't help but think, "It seems that there are other forces behind him supporting him..."

"I just have one question... Why is his outer armor glowing red?" Nicol's focus was on describing the Gundam's armor. "Even PS armor wouldn't glow like this... And it looks like it has even greater mobility..."

"Perhaps it's entered Red Eye mode, or activated the Red Eye system." Cruze recalled past battles and offered an explanation. "Every time Cub appears to be enraged, his sunglasses turn red, or emit a deeper, more glaring red, and their performance increases significantly."

"As for the reddening of this machine...perhaps it's a manifestation of the 'Red Eye' system?"

"But no matter what, no matter how powerful the enemy is, we can't be afraid of fighting. We'll know the specific performance after we fight." After saying this, Cruze released the periscope and clapped his hands. "Don't worry, we will win."

For some reason, when he heard Cruze say "we will win", Isaac broke out in a rare cold sweat.

Thinking back to how Rhodes had fought with him over a disagreement in order to convince him, and had given him a mild concussion, Isaac couldn't help but doubt the outcome of "I will win".

"Anyway, the Earth Army has already withdrawn its troops. According to the images sent by the space fleet, another Earth Army fleet is heading towards Orb." In the dim light, Cruze smiled kindly, but perhaps because of the lighting, it looked a little sinister. "Anyway, the war will probably start tomorrow. Except for those on duty, everyone else should rest."

"Also, prepare the missiles and Orb's mass accelerator. Even if Orb doesn't blow it up, we must blow it up. Nothing useful can be left for the Earth Army."

……

In space, Orb's civilian evacuation fleet.

Because the fleet had been sending signals to evacuate civilians, ZAFT had no intention of paying attention to this fleet of cargo ships.

At this time, on one of the cargo ships.

"Your sister was rescued in time, and coupled with the adjuster's physical fitness, she is no longer in danger of life." In front of a medical cabin filled with light green solution, the doctor, who had not yet taken off his bulletproof vest, spoke to the two figures in front of him.

"That's great... Mayu, Mayu survived..." Upon hearing the news, Zhen almost cried with joy. After losing his parents in an instant, heavy burdens fell on his shoulders, almost crushing Zhen.

Where would he live after the evacuation? How would he earn money to support Mayu? How would he handle Mayu's medical expenses? These questions filled Zhen's mind, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"But there's some bad news." The doctor sighed and shook his head at Zhen. "Because your sister's injuries are too severe, even if she recovers, she won't be able to return to her previous state. This may be a serious blow to her spirit."

"Besides, she'll need at least six months of recuperation in her current condition. During that time, you'll have to prepare the prosthetic limbs she'll need, which won't be cheap."

"No... no problem... I will get the money." Facing the notices thrown out by the doctor, Zhen felt that his brain had entered a confused and empty state.

"It's okay, Asuka." Kaz, who was next to Zhen, patted Zhen's shoulder.

Because he was worried about the condition of Zhen and Mayu, Kaz came over to check on the situation. Now he can only say that it is neither good nor bad, at least they are still alive.

"As long as people are alive, there will be a way."

"But... it's still so difficult. What should I do..." Zhen looked at the bank card in his hand and fell into confusion.

Although the inheritance left by my parents can support the family for a while, when I think about the series of projects I will need to do in the future such as custom-made prosthetic limbs for my sister, plastic surgery and hair transplants, I really have to get the money.

Make money, make money... How can I make money?

"At least you're still alive, living your best." Kaz sighed, and couldn't help but recall the scene when he saw Christina killing all the soldiers of Artemis Fortress on the Archangel. "I know someone, a girl. Her body is probably incomplete, but she is also living her best."

"Is that so... But the person you're talking about should still have some concerns. After all, prosthetic limbs will still attract other people's attention." Listening to the scene described by Kaz, I couldn't help but think of the scene in my own cognition: a girl wearing an iron-gray prosthetic limb, working hard under the strange eyes of others.

"No, at least I can't see it." Kaz shook his head. "When she really showed a side that was different from us, I thought she was also a normal person. Her limbs looked no different from those of a normal person. She could run and jump very smoothly and even perform very delicate operations."

Zhen no longer cared about anything else Kaz said at this time, and instead focused on a few key words: prosthetic limbs that look like normal people's, can run and jump, and can perform precise operations!

"Please, Kaz, tell me where I can buy those prosthetic limbs."

"...Huh?" Kaz was also prepared to use what he knew about Christina's deeds to encourage the suffering brother and sister.

And now, Kaz was startled by the sudden ninety-degree bow in front of him.

"Well... that kind of prosthetic limb must be pretty expensive... I just know he got it from some unknown source..." Kaz scratched his head, intending to persuade the impoverished teenager to stay away from that "bottomless pit of money." "And he's the type who's obsessed with money."

"So... I'm going to pay a commission?" Shin thought for a moment and then said with full confidence, "That's absolutely fine."

At this moment, Zhen's desire to make money has reached its peak.

No one can stop me from making Mayu run and jump normally! It's just a mere sum of money, but I, the working warrior Asuka, can refine it in an instant!

"Okay...but I'm not sure if he's willing to accept your commission..." Kaz thought for a moment and sighed.

"please!"

Asuka Shin is still full of energy

----split line----

PS: This is the first update today, there will be another one later.

Sooner or later I will have to replace this keyboard that keeps disconnecting from the interface.

Volume 71: Chapter : The Black Knight Appears

Why did it turn out like this? It was clearly the arrival of the reinforcements, and it was clearly the best chance to capture Orb in one fell swoop, but at this moment Murtagh felt no joy at all, only a sense of irritation.

The reason is that arrogant guy in the communication.

"What's wrong? Councillor Azrael wouldn't object to our help, would he?"

In the video call, a blond boy in luxurious clothes had a kind smile on his face. This seemingly harmless guy was the source of Murtagh's irritation at the moment.

"Ophi Ram Tao... Why are you here?!"

As a new force joining the Blue Cosmos, Prime Minister Ophi of the Kingdom of Findersen has achieved a certain cooperation with the Blue Cosmos by relying on his in-depth research on the brain.

However, as the reputation of the wetware intelligent combat system grew, and a large number of Blue Cosmos factories were placed in the Kingdom of Findersen, there was a trend in Blue Cosmos to nominate Aoi to become the head of the wetware project, and this trend began to spread in Blue Cosmos.

As his fame and status grew, although Aoife still had some respect for Murtagh on the surface, in fact, Aoife often did not obey Murtagh.

"I heard that Senator Azrael wasn't having a smooth battle against Orb, so I took the liberty of sending a request to the Earth Army and bringing a group of reinforcements to help." Orphie turned her head to look at the smoke-filled Orb, narrowing her eyes slightly. "We can use this opportunity to test some new projects."

"You...are you here just to give me some eye drops?!"

"You can't say that. I'm loyal and fighting for the Earth."

Aoife still kept smiling, but it looked weird no matter how you looked at her.

"Senator Azrael, the troops are now ready. Are we going to start the attack?" The captain on the side saw the two people arguing with each other here, so he wisely moved away a little.

"Tsk..." Murtagh's face darkened as he looked at the researcher in a white coat beside him. "Are those two guys ready?!"

"Although it appears to be suffering from some psychological trauma, it can still fight." The researcher in the white coat nodded and reported the situation to Murtagh. "We have also completed the repair of the damaged aircraft and it is ready for combat at any time."

"I will fully cooperate with you in the battle." Aoife raised his hand and made a "please" gesture. "It depends on how long Councillor Azrael wants to fight."

After Murtagh turned off the communication, Aoife turned slightly to look at the black-clad driver who was already on high alert behind him.

"I believe you already know your mission. You are the ace pilot carefully selected by the Findersen Kingdom." Orphie's tone was no longer as gentle as before, but rather a little cold. "Your goal this time is to pilot the Findersen Kingdom's own prototype mobile suit, the 'Black Knight,' into battle and bring back its data."

"You won't let the people of Findersen Kingdom down, right?"

Aoife looked at the "Black Knight" driver in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a brain wave came out.

As an ace, the driver could naturally resist the interference of unenhanced brain waves easily, but the prime minister of the Findsen Kingdom in front of him had changed the living conditions of the people and was very kind to him, so the driver did not resist at all and let Offi hint at him.

After a while, the driver raised his head and looked at Aoife in front of him.

"For the sake of the Kingdom of Findersen, I will not let the people down."

At this time, in the hangar of the battleship they were on, there was a black machine that looked like some kind of knight.

……

"Is the setup complete?" Uzumi sat in front of a chair, looking at the computer in front of him that was connected to a bunch of cables.

The familiar dim conference room, the same familiar figures, except that several congressmen had gone into space just in case, so the conference room, which originally seemed a bit crowded, now seemed a bit spacious.

"The arrangements have been completed, Prime Minister Uzmi. You can make your broadcast and detonate the explosives here at any time."

"Very good...you should also leave and head for the universe. You are a rare force for Orb to realize his ideals."

Uzmi straightened his clothes and seemed to not care at all about what he was about to do, treating it as a national speech.

“…Yes, Prime Minister.”

Uzumi finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the last of his companions leave the meeting room.

Those who should stay have stayed, and those who should leave have left.

Uzumi did not feel lonely, but was very pleased that his companions were still on the path of practicing Orb's ideals, and that Cagalli could gradually grow up under the help he left behind.

So, before leaving the stage of history, as an old lion, you have to roar a few times.

……

Inside the Archangel's hangar, Ross was sitting in the cockpit of the Narrative Gundam, looking through the casualty report with a frown on his face.

The number of casualties on the Orb side was somewhat alarming, but the Gladius's armor had been repeatedly reduced due to funding issues, resulting in a high rate of damage to the Earth Army. At first glance, the data tables in the report made it seem as if the Orb Army was suppressing the Earth Army.

But now, the number of M1 heretics has been greatly reduced, and the only remaining M heretics can just fit into the Archangel and the last two Izumo-class battleships of Orb.

Yes, two. As a project launched at the same time as the Archangel, Orb ultimately only produced two Izumo-class ships: the Kusanagi and the Murasaki.

At this time, except for the five G-type areas, the other areas of the hangar were already filled with M1 heretics.

Ross could even see the three M1 Heretic test pilots running up to the Narrative Gundam and examining it carefully, seemingly curious about the fact that the Narrative Gundam could glow.

"...In short, since the Archangel can reach space without a mass accelerator by utilizing the positron interference phenomenon, we will be the rearguard." Mariu's expression was resolute over the communication. "We are the only ones capable of fighting now, so please be prepared."

Ross listened to Maru's speech while continuing to look through the casualty report. When he saw the list of "civilians", a murderous intent emanated from Ross.