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Suddenly, he felt someone bump into him. With his already unstable center of gravity, he fell face down on the ground, and the cell phone in his pocket fell out.

"Ah... sorry, are you okay?" A slightly panicked and overly young voice sounded from behind him.

Ross, wearing the uniform of an Earth Army officer, ran up to the man and extended his hand.

"You...walk more carefully!" Looking at the somewhat reckless Ross in front of him and the epaulettes of the captain's rank on Ross's shoulders, the man could only hold back his dissatisfaction.

He held Roz's hand and let Roz pull him up.

"Sorry, sorry... Do you need me to pay for your medical expenses?" Rhodes reached out and patted the man's shoulder, still observing his condition.

"You have to pay... woo?!" The man was originally thinking that there was actually a simple military officer who wanted to pay for the medical expenses. When he was about to extort money, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, as if something was injected into his body.

The man looked at the location of the pain and saw that a pneumatic syringe had appeared in Rhodes's left hand and the medicine inside had just been injected.

"Hello... Hello? Are you okay?!" Hearing Ross's "concerned" voice, the man suddenly felt something was wrong.

It's over, this is coming for him.

In severe dizziness and weakness, the man fell into a coma and lay on his back on the ground.

"The target is silent..." Ross retracted the pneumatic syringe at some point and concluded in his heart.

Afterwards, Rhodes seemed to go up to detect the man's breath, but in fact he quietly kicked the man's dropped mobile phone into his pocket and plugged in a data cable.

"It will take some time for your identity to be implanted into the list. Please delay, Mr. Rhodes." Os's voice came from the headset, mixed with the sound of keyboard typing.

Although Ross wanted to leave, it would be bad if he alerted Cosmos and hindered his infiltration of the secret project.

"...Is anyone there?! There's someone here who needs first aid!" Under the surveillance, Rhodes seemed to be startled and shouted subconsciously, attracting the attention of several passers-by.

Watching the surveillance footage, Rhodes hurriedly "pressing the heart" on the target, Os's expression was a little strange.

Normally, the next step should have been to quickly dispose of the target's body, but Rhodes directly called on passers-by and performed first aid on the corpse, trying to distance himself from the possibility of being a "murderer" as much as possible.

No wonder Ross wanted to take the medicine that would change the test results to "excessive drinking and alcohol poisoning."

Whether it was the scene or the surveillance, it would only feel like a scenario where "a young officer collides with a civilian, the civilian dies from alcohol poisoning, and the young officer tries his best to rescue him."

"Excellent acting skills, right?" At this time, a kind voice sounded behind Oss.

"General Halberton." Os turned off the communication and turned to salute Halberton who had arrived here at some point.

"Don't waste time, continue the mission!" Halberton shook his head and asked Os to continue providing support to Rhodes.

The surveillance footage at this time was already a bit chaotic. Many groups of onlookers and several Earth Army officers were huddled together, rescuing the target in a suit and tie on the ground.

But Halberton couldn't help but smile with his eyes narrowed as he watched Rhodes's operation.

Ross's hands were seen pressing down on the target's chest continuously, with such force that he probably broke several ribs.

"Let the surrounding traffic lights malfunction to delay the process." Halberton said to Os after seeing someone calling the emergency number.

The surrounding traffic lights were either out or in chaos, traffic quickly became paralyzed, and the ambulance's speed was slowed down.

"Alright... the list has been implanted. We can evacuate now, Mr. Rhodes!"

With everyone working at full capacity, "Amuro"'s name has been included in the list of the next batch of workers, and the traces have been cleared.

After receiving the order, Rhodes fell into a state of "exhaustion" and knelt aside, allowing others to take over the CPR.

Because of the angle and height, the hand that went unnoticed quietly pulled out the data cable from the pocket, took out the target's communicator and put it back into the target's pocket.

In the chaos, Rhodes made his way through the chaotic crowd and left the scene, leaving behind only a corpse where the venom had taken effect and a pile of eyewitness accounts of himself.

……

"Excellent acting, Mr. Rhodes." After completely escaping the chaotic scene and arriving at a quiet park, Halbottom's exclamation came from the headset.

"But, I remember your hair was still black when we met. Why did it turn brown?"

"...temporary hair dye, you can do it yourself." Ross breathed a sigh of relief and began typing into the communicator. "Acting is killing me. Was it the same for you guys back then?"

"Not really. Many times we just tell our targets 'I know there's a new foot massage parlor in the colony', and most of them just follow us." Speaking of this situation, Oss really couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Anyway, since you're still going to be operating at the lunar base, I'll try to hide myself as much as possible." Ross sighed and continued typing on the communicator. "By the way, what's my officer ID and identification code? Which fleet does it belong to? What channel did I use?"

"Belongs to the First Fleet and uses the First Fleet's channels." Halberton clicked his hat with a half-smile. "Captain Amuro Ray."

Even though Ross didn't see what Halberton looked like at the moment, he could still hear the "gloating" emotion in his tone.

"The fleet that has been controlled by Blue Cosmos?" Oss was a little surprised, as if he was completely unaware of this. "You didn't tell me at all, General Halberton!"

"After all, the fewer people who know about this, the better. Now the most difficult task has been completed." Halbotn smiled and explained his intentions. "As for how this thing came about, don't ask. I have my own methods."

"Roz… go to the safe house first. We'll text you the address."

Ross looked at the address uploaded on the phone, calmly stood up from his chair, and continued to implement his "stupid new driver" persona under the surveillance.

The most difficult identity acquisition is over... Let me see, what exactly does Blue Cosmos want to do here?

----split line----

PS: Today's update

Mission Impossible - Moon, released in CE0093, starring Amuro Ray (funny.jpg)

Volume 82: Chapter 47: Attacking Men (A Bald Guy Number Gives a Thumbs-Up)

On a train in the lunar colony, a large number of workers are chatting on the train.

Rhodes had already changed out of his officer's uniform in the safe house, put on work clothes, and blended in with the workers.

Along the way, everyone was discussing how lucky they were and how much commission they had spent to get on the job list. From time to time, someone told a few dirty jokes, which made people in the car laugh.

Rhodes slightly lowered the hat on his head to make himself more low-key.

Finally, the train began to slow down and arrived at an unnamed station.

"Everyone! Come out!" A loud voice came from the radio, suppressing the voices of the workers and making them quiet down while they were still talking and laughing.

Ross followed the crowd out of the train car and saw several people wearing Earth Army officer uniforms and a group of armed guards.

For some reason, Rhodes suddenly felt like he was entering a concentration camp. It would have been even more like that if the leading officer had a mustache and the other people nearby raised their right hands 45 degrees towards him.

"Let me remind you again, this is a project of the Earth Army, you should know what to do." The loud-voiced officer in the lead glanced at the quiet crowd and picked up the list in his hand.

"Those whose names are called, turn in your communication devices and go to work! Do not approach the core areas. Meet at 1:00 AM standard time!"

As the loud-voiced officer called out each person's name, the workers skillfully placed their phones in a storage cabinet guarded by two guards and walked into the construction area.

"Amuro Ray!" Hearing the officer calling his name, Ross casually pulled out a communicator he had just bought at a store in the lunar colony from his pocket and put it into the strictly guarded storage cabinet.

Then, like a real worker, he took the construction tools and the drawings of the area he was responsible for and walked into the construction area.

……

Walking past a pile of cables and brackets, Rhodes took a look at the blueprints and the pipeline markings on them, and roughly guessed what Blue Cosmos was thinking.

Blue Cosmos's usual way of advancing projects is to divide a goal into several projects that are advanced simultaneously and then integrated together.

Just like when Rhodes was fooled by Blue Cosmos and developed the platform architecture of the first generation of "unmanned combat quantum computers".

What this group of workers is building is just the external structure of an instrument. Its core device must be controlled by the core team of Blue Cosmos.

“…It’s not time yet.”

After casually glancing at the soldiers patrolling with guns in hand, Rhodes lowered his head and took out a wrench from a toolbox beside him.

At this moment, Rhodes wanted to complain about whether the management of Blue Cosmos had embezzled all the funds. The wrench felt very bad, and Rhodes was even a little afraid that it would fly out of his hand when he used it to hit someone.

After pretending to build a pipeline, Rhodes pretended to go to the bathroom and left the area he was responsible for.

The soldiers seemed to be used to it. After all, there were still some cunning people who wanted to come in and get paid for nothing, but this job was based on workload, and if the predetermined workload was not reached, wages would be deducted.

Ross walked towards the restroom, observing the situation. It looked like most of the equipment was still being installed, with only a few areas of the construction area being monitored by security cameras. Patrolling soldiers were the primary security measure.

Unfortunately, the makeshift restroom area had no surveillance cameras installed, only a single soldier was assigned to patrol it, which gave Rhodes an opportunity to exploit.

"Bang..." Rhodes took advantage of the fact that the other soldiers in the distance were not looking here, slipped a wrench from his sleeve, and hit the soldier on the back of the head with precision.

Then, Rhodes dragged the unconscious soldier to a corner, stripped off the soldier's equipment and uniform piece by piece, and passed them on to himself.

Rhodes then threw the soldier into a huge trash can and cut the unfortunate guard's neck with a dagger from his equipment.

"Cough cough..." The severe pain woke the unconscious soldier up. The big hole on his neck caused him to bleed profusely. He wanted to call for help, but he could only make sounds like leaking air.

Ross calmly wiped the dagger with the work clothes he was wearing and threw it into the trash can.

The smell of the temporary toilets and the garbage in the trash cans will cover up the smell of blood. Although it won't be hidden for long, it will be enough.

When the unlucky guy, stripped down to his underwear by Rhodes, died in the trash can, Rhodes closed the door of the trash can, sorted out his equipment, and left the area.

Next, let me see what the blue cosmos is planning to do here.

……

With the help of the clothes on his body, Rhodes successfully got to a locked door.

It seemed that because the moon was now the headquarters of the Earth Army's space fleet, these people seemed a bit lazy. Rhodes passed by them without noticing anything unusual.

Rhodes felt that his condition at this moment was similar to that of a big bald man in a suit in his vague memory.

Although these memories were so old that Rhodes had almost forgotten them, he still remembered that one of the bald guys in the suit was to wear the enemy's clothes and blend into the enemy's team.

Discarding the thought in his head, Ross looked at the door with a combination lock in front of him. It seemed that this door existed as a backup passage and was much smaller than the main entrance.

After looking around and confirming that there was no one else around and no cameras, Rhodes took out a wrench.

"Bang, bang..." After prying off the combination lock with a few strokes, Rhodes reached out and fiddled with it for a while.

Although he didn't quite understand how this thing worked, Rhodes figured that by connecting the two wires inside, he should be able to open the door.

"Ding ding..." After the two wires were connected, the door lock made an unlocking sound.

Rhodes put the door lock back on with ease and walked through the door naturally.

Compared to the mess outside, the inside is obviously more refined. A large number of instruments have been installed and are being debugged by a group of researchers in white coats.

Rhodes once again sneaked into the patrol team, hiding a small camera in his hand and constantly taking various photos.

All the instruments, the huge components in the middle, and the movements of the men in white coats were recorded by Rhodes one by one.

"So... this is our preliminary product." A voice sounded from not far away.

Ross glanced casually and saw a blue cosmos in a white coat explaining something to a blond boy in some kind of aristocratic clothing.

"The Requiem beam launch system has been roughly installed. The next step is continuous debugging." The white-coated man excitedly explained the system's power. "As long as we build five more beam deflection relay stations equipped with the Mirage system, both Earth and the plant will be within our strike range."

Following the patrol team, Rhodes quietly turned on the recording and calmly took a few photos of the scene.

"Hmm?" The blond boy seemed to sense something and turned his head to look in Ross's direction.

It seemed that a strong mental power had just scanned this place, which made Aoife, who came to the moon on behalf of Findersen to check the progress of the project, a little concerned.

But unfortunately, Findersen's brain development technology is just in its infancy, and Aoife can only feel that "someone is looking at him in a certain general area", but cannot accurately locate a specific person.

"What's wrong? Prime Minister Orphee?" Blue Cosmos, who was wearing a white coat, was a little confused as to why Orphee was looking at a patrol team.

Feeling Orphie's gaze, Ross calmly hid his equipment and left the place calmly, just like the soldiers in front of him.

Just now, Ross could clearly feel that the guy in aristocratic clothes had a much stronger brain wave intensity than the average person.

"...Nothing, maybe I saw it wrong." Orphee glanced at the patrol team, glancing at Ross at the end before returning to the main topic. "When will this facility be completed?"

"Uh... this... should take another two or three months." The white-coated Blue Cosmos was somewhat frustrated by the current progress. "This is just the initial completion of the main body. The subsequent construction and deployment of the beam deflection relay stations is the real challenge."

After Blue Cosmos in the white coat spent some time explaining the general situation, Aoi nodded.

"Hmm... I understand. Please proceed with this project." Orphee looked at the central beam generator. "After all, you know, money isn't a problem for the Findersen Kingdom. But for a major project like this, between the Findersen Kingdom and Blue Cosmos, you don't want to know what the consequences will be if it goes awry."

"I understand, I understand... Of course I understand." Feeling the pressure coming from Orphee, Blue Cosmos in a white coat subconsciously wiped the sweat from his head.

"Also, be prepared to sound the alarm."

Looking at the patrol team that had completed another patrol and returned to this area, the soldier at the end of the team that had disappeared, and the powerful mental power of the Short-lived Class, Aoife laughed.

"You guys are too lax. Someone just broke in!"

Interesting, really interesting, who on earth sneaked in?

As Orphee was thinking this, the blue cosmos in a white coat beside him had a confused look on his face, and obviously had not realized what was happening.

"Huh?!" Blue Cosmos finally came to her senses and waved her hands, calling out to the soldiers nearby. "Guards! Sound the alarm! Someone's sneaking in. Might be a ZAFT spy!"