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When Rhodes sneaked onto the train transporting supplies and started to leave as the train started.

The alarm in the base finally sounded, and the loud-mouthed officer cursed while organizing the soldiers to set up a defense line.

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PS: First update today, there will be another update later

The new promotional video of Showa American Story made me almost die of laughter. It seems that this game is really making a fuss in a serious manner.

I'm curious about the production team's mental state.

Volume 83: Chapter : Discussion before the Battle

"Thanks for your hard work, Ross."

After changing his clothes many times along the way, Rhodes finally returned to the Eighth Fleet's base after he could no longer sense other people's brain waves.

At this moment, General Halberton and several of his confidants were sitting in the conference room seriously, wondering what Rhodes had discovered.

"Right now, the thing we're building is called 'Requiem', a super weapon similar to the 'Grips' you guys mentioned." Rhodes turned on the recording, and the discussion between Blue Cosmos in a white coat and Aoife sounded in the conference room.

After waiting for the short recording to end, Halbottom couldn't help but fall silent.

"By refracting through the beam relay station, this 'Requiem' can strike the Earth and the plant."

"And this isn't even an Earth military project," Halberton said, his expression sullen. "This project is a collaboration between Blue Cosmos and that 'Finderson Kingdom.' In other words, based on the interests of the 'Finderson Kingdom,' they'll attack Earth and the plant."

"This is something that is uncontrollable and could even backstab the Earth Army."

"Can it be destroyed?" Halberton's adjutant asked. "If this thing is destroyed... even if they want to rebuild it..."

"The Eighth Fleet can't move." Halberton rubbed his head. "The Eighth Fleet is being targeted by many people. If we use the fleet to destroy Requiem, we'll be in a very passive position..."

Just when the officers of the Eighth Fleet were at a loss and even considering whether to withdraw from the Eighth Fleet, they took personal action but it exploded.

"Isn't this simple?" Ross calmly showed the coordinates he had recorded and the photos he had taken from various strange angles. "I can just fly the Narrative Gundam and destroy it."

"This isn't the time to be a hero, Ross!" Halberton slammed the table. "The Atlantic Federation has already ordered the capture of your 'White Devil'... no, let's call it the Narrative Gundam as you said... They've already ordered the capture of your machine!"

"Once you enter the defensive circle, all ten fleets will come to attack you, and we must attack you too!"

"Have you really considered these things?" Halberton was obviously not satisfied with Ross's idea. "What will happen to Malu if you die?!"

It can be said that Halberton has regarded Mari as his own daughter and successor. Although Mari has left the Earth Army and cannot become his successor, his concern for Mari still exists.

"White Devil... huh, a familiar name." Ross put down the camera he was playing with. "I won't die. I made a promise with her... I'll definitely come back."

"Tsk...stubborn guy..." Halbottom also realized at this time that Ross had made up his mind and no one could change his mind.

"You're no less capable, old stubborn man." Ross looked at Halberton. "How about letting the youngsters offer some advice once in a while?"

"...Which direction do you plan to attack from?" Halberton was silent for a long time before opening a map of the lunar base on a nearby projector. "If you attack from the Eighth Fleet's defense line, we can..."

"No... I'm going to attack from here." After thinking for a moment, Ross pointed in a direction.

"The Third Fleet?" Halberton frowned. "That fleet's wetware intelligence utilization rate is second only to the First Fleet. Why would you want to attack from there?"

"Since my fake identity has already been used through the First Fleet, attacking from the Third Fleet... maybe we can get them arguing?" Ross waved his hand. "That way, the pressure on you will definitely be much less."

"Don't underestimate my abilities!" Halberton glared, puffing his beard. "How do you think I got my reputation? I can handle those guys with ease!"

"Don't be so stubborn, old fogey." Ross sighed. "Okay, I'll retreat in your direction when I retreat. Is that okay?"

"That's more like it." Halboten's expression softened considerably. "What else do you need now?"

"Just take me and my mech to this area." Ross pointed to an area on the edge of the Eighth Fleet. "I'll fly the rest of the way myself."

"You fly over there by yourself? Can your batteries handle it?"

Everyone in the conference room was stunned when they heard Ross's plan.

"The MS's high-energy batteries can't last that long!" Halberton's adjutant said. "I can find a fuel tank with thrusters to extend your range."

"...My body uses nuclear batteries."

The conference room suddenly fell into silence.

Then there was a loud noise.

"Nuclear battery? Nuclear energy?!"

"It's nuclear fusion... No, there's no technology to miniaturize laser fusion reactors yet..."

"Has the neutron jammer failed?!"

Faced with the officers' barrage of questions, Halberton suddenly slammed the table.

"enough!"

Following Halberton's words, the conference room fell silent.

"Everyone has secrets. Although it's tempting to discuss how to use nuclear batteries, Rhodes is our comrade!" Halbottom glanced at the officers in the conference room. "I absolutely won't allow you to peek into your comrades' things."

"I believe that at some point in the future, Rhodes will tell us the truth about nuclear batteries."

"Now, keep the matter of the nuclear battery deep in your heart and never speak of it." Halbottom nodded and pointed to the location of Requiem. "What we should be concerned about now is the battle against Blue Cosmos."

"You brats, get some urgent practice shooting at moving targets! The target must dodge every shot. Whoever dares to hit the target will have extra practice!"

……

After Ross left, the conference room fell into silence.

"General Halberton... this is all we can do." Halberton's adjutant sighed and said, "We have other missions... this is the limit."

"I know... I'm just a little unwilling..." Halbotton played with the information left by Ross in his hand. "This is clearly our home ground, but we can't do anything."

"This is our home turf, and it's also the home turf for those blue cosmos."

The conference room fell into silence again.

"...Contact Mariu." After thinking it over, Halberton made this decision.

"The Archangel is a special assault ship. The other Archangel-class ships have not yet been deployed to the lunar base. The Drake-class and Nelson-class ships cannot catch up with the Archangel."

Halberton stood up and asked his adjutant to tidy up the documents on the table.

"I didn't expect that I would still be acting at my age... I hope everything goes well..."

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PS: Second update today

The Bitcoin gold that Chen Bai withdrew from the restricted area has arrived in his account, so cool.

Volume 84: Chapter : Vigilante

In the cockpit of the narrated Gundam, he sat in the driving seat with his fingers crossed, as if waiting for something.

"There are still five minutes until the battle starts. How are your preparations, Ross?" Big Haro shook the wings above his head while sitting on the fixed frame in the cab.

“…I’ve already prepared it.”

Ross took a deep breath out of habit to calm himself down.

For some reason, facing this difficult battle, Ross actually felt a little... excited?

Is it me, or my body, that is craving a fight?

"Before setting off, let's check the armament and nuclear battery status again." Rhodes reached out and opened the touch screen on the driver's seat, looking through the data on it.

It seems that due to the improvement of the cooling system, the cooling efficiency of the machine is much better than when it was fighting in Orb, which has improved the performance of the Narrative Gundam.

Beam Gatling guns, storm bombardment tubes, missile launchers... Time passed minute by minute, and Ross tested each weapon and confirmed the situation.

"Get ready to go, Ross." Big Harrow reminded Ross. "Get ready to make a big scene."

"Huh... Ross Links, the Narrative Gundam, attacks!"

The container was calmly mixed in among the asteroids, but was suddenly pierced through and cut open by the blade of a beam saber extending from inside, revealing the gray-white body inside.

After completing the adaptation of the electric propulsion system and the nuclear battery, the modified Jegan high-mobility backpack behind the Narrative Gundam burst out with surging power, pushing the Narrative Gundam towards the target point.

"The high-mobility backpack is running at full power... but the consumption is 15% slower than the recharge efficiency. Did you overcharge that makeshift nuclear battery?" Big Harrow checked the condition of the machine, puzzled by its current rate of power consumption. "While your current machine manufacturing situation is indeed no different from a small workshop, safety is still paramount."

"How should I know? I just thought I could make a nuclear battery that wouldn't explode." Rhodes kept pressing the pedals, making minor adjustments to the joystick from time to time. "Besides, didn't you watch me build that thing?"

Although the current speed was similar to that of the raid on Cruze's fleet, even though the pharmacological pressure suit had not yet started working, Ross did not feel the impact of G-force on himself.

Is this the ability of the "seed of evolution" that Big Harrow mentioned?

"Hello, release the machine's restrictions." Ross gritted his teeth. "Fly faster... Narrator."

The touch screen near my right hand kept flashing images of certain options being turned off, and the touch screen in front of me showed the word "NTD" in the upper left corner.

Although the driver's seat has not entered NTD mode, the UI in the cockpit has been dyed red.

The narrator Gundam raised his head, and his psychic skeleton began to reveal a bright red color, leaving a stream of red light as he moved at high speed.

As the last limiter was released, Ross finally felt a little G-force, but it was still within an acceptable range.

On the touch screen in front of him, the speedometer was pulled up to the red zone, and the electric propulsion system of the high-mobility backpack ejected a more powerful tail flame, making the speed of the Narrative Gundam much higher than before.

……

At the lunar base, the soldiers at the radar station were still chatting casually.

As an important stronghold of the Earth Army in the universe, even if ZAFT wants to attack here, it has to think twice.

Just as these soldiers were discussing which bar to go to on their day off this week, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded, leaving the soldiers stunned.

"Attack? How could this happen? Was it a system misjudgment?"

"Who is that reckless ZAFT unit? Now the main forces of the ten Earth fleets are here!"

"Wait...something's not right. MS Target One...is moving so fast!"

"Analysis of the aircraft model...Analysis is out..."

The soldier in charge of analyzing the machine raised his head and looked at the name in front of him. A feeling of unreality surged from his mind.

"It's... it's the 'White Devil'! He's breaking through the Third Fleet's defenses! His route is..."

"…'Project Requiem'!"

The lunar base and lunar colony, which had seemed peaceful at first, quickly began to operate. A large number of soldiers and officers who were on leave rushed to the base like crazy.

A large number of Drake-class and Nelson-class ships are taking off from the dock and flying towards the direction of the Narrative Gundam, intending to form a line of defense.

"Prime Minister Orphee, please return to the battleship to rest first and evacuate when necessary." During the lunar colony journey, Blue Cosmos, who was standing next to Orphee in a white coat, made a suggestion.

"The 'White Devil' is invading the lunar base. For your safety, please return to the battleship first."

"'White Devil'... Is that what you call that machine?" Recalling the Black Knight who was slaughtered by the Narrative Gundam during the battle on Orb's home turf, Orphie narrowed her eyes with a gloomy expression.

"I believe in the Earth Army's combat capabilities... You should be able to protect me." Aoi looked at Blue Cosmos, who was wearing a white coat. "Besides, I am not incapable of self-protection."

"Gus, Jet!" At this time, behind Orphee, two men in luxurious clothes lowered their heads slightly.

"Waiting for your instructions, Prime Minister."

"Although your Black Knight is still a prototype and has not been updated... but based on the situation when he fought No. 001 last time..." Orphee thought for a moment and gave instructions to the two pilots behind him.

"I order you to test the Black Knight's data and capture the 'White Devil'!"

"……Yes."

The two pilots left here and quickly walked towards the warship of the Kingdom of Findersen.

……

"Is the Earth Army's response so quick?"

Looking at the Earth Army fleet that was constantly being marked in the cockpit, Ross grinned.

"The units of the Eighth Fleet have been marked. Don't hurt them by mistake, Ross." Big Haro waved the wings above his head, and a dozen blue and white marks framed the units of the Eighth Fleet.

"I remember old stubborn Halbottom saying...the new recruits in their fleet are incredibly fast at launching their escape pods," Ross said, his finger already on the trigger. "We have to be more or less realistic."

"Don't go too far, Roz."

"Of course I know my limits..."

Ross took a deep breath, watching the battleship in front of him continuously release daggers and MAs with the "S.B" mark. He then glanced at the lunar colony not far away, which was under martial law, and grinned.