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One machine after another stopped moving, looking at the broken Archangel, or rather, the Unicorn floating in front of the bridge and the Beam Magnum in her hand, not daring to make any movement.

After all, no one knows how much ammunition is left in this gun.

They watched helplessly as the damaged Archangel passed by them, left the sea area, and disappeared on the sea level.

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PS: Second update today.

Today's update should have more than 10,000 words.

In order to finish two updates, I didn’t even open the eight-treasure porridge today! (Proud.jpg)

Volume 102: Chapter : Turlington Syndrome

In a combat command room in the Kingdom of Findersen, Orphee stood beside a table, looking at the battle report on the huge display installed on the table with a gloomy face.

At this time, on his left stood a group of troop commanders from the Findersen Kingdom.

One of the commanders was explaining continuously.

"...We tried our best to limit the damage caused by the attackers to within ten kilometers of the port of Turlington." The officer swallowed and pointed to the approximate location of the Archangel on the map. "...We have now repelled the enemy."

Not paying attention to the commander who retreated into the crowd, Aoife took deep breaths to calm herself down, and used the stylus beside her to circle the mark on the Archangel.

"Where are the remaining troops... Gather our troops and surround this battleship." Although Orphee's tone was calm, everyone present knew that this was a sign of the coming storm.

People looked at each other, cold sweat oozing from their foreheads with nervousness.

Finally, one officer mustered up the courage and opened his mouth.

"Prime Minister..." The officer breathed heavily, as if he was standing on a tightrope. If he took a wrong step, he would fall into the abyss. "The rest of our troops..."

"...Our remaining troops have been crippled and are no longer capable of fighting." Another officer, with a look of righteous devotion on his face, took over the previous officer's words. "...The surviving Black Knight Shura appears to have suffered from some mental illness and is now unable to fight."

After the officer finished speaking, the scene fell into silence, with only the sound of soldiers operating instruments not far away.

Aoife looked down at the map on the screen and the dimmed list of soldiers on the right. With slightly trembling hands, he unbuttoned a button on his collar and breathed deeply.

"The MS unit commander, the Black Knight unit instructor, and the defense unit commander remain. Everyone else, leave."

Although her tone was very calm, everyone could feel the rage in Aoife's words.

The officers who were not named at the scene and the soldiers who were operating the equipment were leaving the room as quickly as possible, fearing that the angry Offie would point the finger at them in the next second.

Finally, as the last soldier closed the door, the room fell silent again, leaving only Aoife and the three officers.

"How do you command your troops?" As if the pressure had reached a peak and was about to explode, Orphee lost her usual composure and repeatedly questioned the three people in front of her. "You merged so many mobile suits with Blue Cosmos, but you can't take down two mobile suits and a battleship?!"

Aoife's angry voice echoed in the room, covering up the white noise of the machine for a moment, and passed through the solid door and faintly reached the corridor.

"What did those useless members of the Defense Force do during this entire battle?! Where's the fleet? I'm asking you, where's our fleet..."

Aoife's insults continued, and the people in the corridor felt mixed emotions after hearing them.

"And the Black Knight Corps, we spent so much money on it and gave so many resources, why didn't we achieve any results?!" Orfei slammed the table hard. Not to mention the losses of ordinary troops, the Black Knight Corps that was trained with a lot of money was slaughtered by the Unicorn like chickens. He couldn't accept this at all.

"Prime Minister, the enemy machines our Black Knights encountered were all quite advanced..." The instructor of the Black Knights bravely explained to Orphee.

"What about the assault machine that just attacked the port of Trinton?! That outdated machine! Why couldn't we defeat it!" Orphee was furious. After hearing what the Black Knight instructor said, the anger that had nowhere to be released was like finding a target, and the spearhead was aimed at him.

"Prime Minister, the training of our Black Knight pilots is not complete and lacks actual combat..." The instructor of the Black Knight unit tried to explain the reasons for the Black Knight's failure.

But at this time, Aoife's anger had reached its peak and she had no intention of listening to his explanation.

"It's a fact that twelve Black Knights died at the hands of the same man! The one who survived suffered from mental illness!" Orphee slammed the stylus on the table. "What a bunch of losers!"

Then, he slammed his hands hard on the table, making a loud noise and leaving several cracks on the hard screen.

"I trusted you so much, and this is how you repay me?!"

After saying this, it seemed that her emotions had been almost released. Aofei breathed heavily and her tone became slightly calmer.

"Command of the troops, deployment of aircraft R&D projects... I've always been in charge of these things!" Orphee slammed the table again, not caring that her left hand was cut by the broken glass and bleeding. "When I handed over the command of the troops to you two years ago, what did you promise me? How did the war turn out like this in the end?!"

Aoife gasped for breath, lowered his head, and watched the mark representing the Archangel on the broken screen gradually move away and finally disappear from the screen.

"I will take back all the power in your hands. You should go back and resign." As if she had accepted the result, Aoife's voice was a little low. "Get out of this room now."

"I want to be alone for a while."

No matter how angry Orphee was at this moment, the destruction of the port of Trinton had become a reality, and the investment of Cosmos in the Kingdom of Findersen would also be reduced. Only one in ten of the Cosmos faction close to the Kingdom of Findersen would survive this battle, and the first version of the giant MS Destruction, which was the result of their research and development, seemed vulnerable in front of the Unicorn.

Although Aoife really wanted to kill those idiots on the spot, he now had to stabilize the emotions at home and the situation on the ZAFT side.

After all, Speaker Sarah funded the Kingdom of Findersen in order to drive a key nail into the earth. If he felt that the combat effectiveness of the Kingdom of Findersen was too poor and cancelled the funding, many subsequent actions would be stretched.

As the three officers who had just been scolded left the combat meeting room in disgrace, the scene returned to calm again.

Only the instruments were still running tirelessly, emitting low white noise.

……

In a military hospital in the Kingdom of Findersen, medical staff were running frantically in the corridor, and seriously injured Blue Cosmos and soldiers from the Kingdom of Findersen were sent in.

It seemed that they knew about the disastrous defeat of the Findersen Kingdom's troops at the port of Trinton. The sentries patrolling and standing guard near the military hospital looked a little depressed and no longer as arrogant as before.

As the doctors in the emergency room and operating room finished one operation, the next one was pushed into the door. The corridor where they were waiting in line was filled with the painful cries of these seriously injured patients.

After all, the port of Trinton is a fairly large area. Cosmos and the Kingdom of Findersen have spent a lot of effort in the construction and operation of this port and have arranged a considerable number of personnel.

But the more hellish thing is that if the Unicorn's Beam Magnum was not powerful enough, there might be more seriously injured people sent to this hospital. It can be said that the Unicorn has reduced the work pressure of these medical staff.

However, at this moment, on the top floor of the hospital, several doctors were surrounding a white-haired young man wrapped in bandages, seemingly doing some tests.

Outside a one-way mirror, Ola, Queen of Findersen, was observing the situation in the room with a frown.

"Do you still feel angry now?" At Aura's signal, the doctor began to talk to Shura, who was lying on the bed. "Do you still feel those intense feelings of fear?"

"No... I don't have that feeling anymore." Shura's expression was very calm at this moment, as if he was not the one who was helpless and furious in the cockpit.

"I'll show you some pictures." The doctor showed the tablet to Shura. "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

The battlefield, the wreckage of buildings, the soldiers who lost their lives, the wreckage of the Black Knight... Looking at these photos, Seurat remained calm, as if his mental state was very good.

Until the end, a picture of a pure white machine appeared on the tablet, and Shura's expression changed in an instant.

Looking at the machine in the picture with hatred, Shura looked bitter and resentful, as if he wanted to tear the machine apart.

The scene at that time reappeared in Seurat's mind once again.

His pride in his fighting skills was shattered in an instant. His teammates screamed in despair before the unicorn, and... that familiar feeling of fear. An inexplicable rage rose in Shura's heart, and to this day, Shura still didn't know the source of this anger.

"How do you feel now?" The doctor saw Shura's expression, stopped sliding the tablet, and asked Shura.

"Very angry... I wanted to tear him apart." Shura said through gritted teeth. "That intense fear from the others has reappeared..."

The doctor patiently asked Shura about various details, but Aura outside the one-way mirror frowned.

She could see that even though his arm was fixed in plaster, Shura's palm was still clenched tightly into a fist, his nails even piercing his palm, causing blood to seep out.

"Your Majesty, it seems Shura has a strong reaction to this image, or rather, this white, unicorn-shaped machine." A doctor handed Aura a tablet. "But without seeing this machine, Shura's behavior was normal, not even reacting significantly to the sound of gunfire."

"Can you diagnose any disease?" Ola frowned as he looked at the picture on the tablet.

Although Aura is strong in genetics and can create and strengthen the current Shura, she knows nothing about psychiatry and can only leave it to the doctor for diagnosis.

"I don't know. This is the first time we've seen this kind of condition." Seeing the bitter, resentful expression on Shura's face when he was rescued from the cockpit reappear, the doctor sighed. "Shura is the first case. The temporary code name for this condition is..."

"Turlington syndrome."

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PS: Updated today, I’ll see if I can add another chapter later.

I spent most of the day lying in bed, completely drowsy. I couldn't hold it in any longer.

Volume 103: Chapter : An Unoptimistic Decision

Near an uninhabited island, the battered Archangel is docked here for emergency repairs.

Coincidentally, the N interference nearby was quite strong, and the signal of the Archangel was hidden by the severe N interference, which gave the Archangel time to repair.

However, even though there was ample time for rest, the atmosphere on the bridge was still very heavy.

"...Sorry, that was my mistake." Mariu looked at the battle report on the tablet, feeling her heart skip a beat. "I didn't expect Blue Cosmos to place the wired detector so far away."

After all, the deployment of wired detectors is too expensive. When Maru was in the Earth Army, he only knew that a small part of them was laid at the Alaska headquarters.

"I'm also responsible for this." Ross rubbed his forehead. After seeing the battle report, a wave of regret welled up in his heart. "The Unicorn's performance was too strong, and I lost focus on my companions... When I was fighting those large mobile suits and the black mobile suits just now, I didn't pay any attention to the Archangel's situation... I really should have attacked alone from the beginning."

If Unicorn had attacked alone... based on the output power and endurance of the laser nuclear reactor, the final result would definitely not be what it is today.

"Someone's going to take the blame at the blame-sharing meeting, listen up..." Mu scratched his head, watching the two guys scramble to take the blame. This made him, who had always called himself the "team lubricant," feel a little overwhelmed. "But now we should find a way to solve our current situation."

"But there is good news. The damage to the Archangel isn't as severe as it was when it escaped from the Alaskan base, and the crew hasn't been reduced. As long as we can find a dock that can repair it..."

"...There's no other Orb right now." Mariu's expression was complicated, the feeling of being completely destitute after leaving Artemis Fortress once again flooding back. "Civilian shipyards don't have the capacity to repair the Archangel, let alone the Earth Army's detection capabilities... Earth is their home turf."

The situation of the Archangel seemed to be at a stalemate. If they wanted to evacuate the severely damaged Archangel, they had to carry out repairs. However, apart from Orb, they could not think of any other place on Earth where the Archangel could be repaired. Orb had just carried out a local explosion not long ago, and it was still a scorched earth with no one in it.

"I think we should abandon ship."

At this moment, Baki Lulu's voice sounded from the door of the bridge.

In the previous battle, the wound on her right shoulder was torn by the impact. After the Archangel entered the repair state, Bakilulu immediately went to the infirmary. She had just finished treating the wound and rushed back to the bridge in a hurry.

"Abandon ship?" Maru was surprised by the solution proposed by Bakilulu, and her tone was filled with disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"It's no longer feasible to rely on the damaged Archangel to break out," Bakilulu said firmly. She had already been thinking about a solution while changing the dressings in the infirmary. "Besides, given the close ties between Blue Cosmos and the Atlantic Federation's Earth forces, we'll be facing an encirclement by the Earth's surface fleet and possibly Archangel-class ships."

"But what about Assault and Unicorn? What about the equipment?" Maru said, but in her heart she was looking forward to the answer that Bakilulu would give in the end. After all, roughly speaking, it seemed that this was the only solution to this deadlock.

"I might have some ideas..." Ross began to ponder after hearing Bakilulu's suggestion. "Maybe I could go to Law and rent a freighter, put Unicorn and Strike on it... and then have Law take us out."

Yes, there is no problem in using cargo ships to transport Assault and Unicorn, as long as they are well camouflaged and can hold out for the time it takes for Luo's warship to return to Earth.

When Ross was transporting the Jegan-A to space, he relied on Law's super freighter to transport it to the mass accelerator. This was also the beginning of his acquaintance with Law.

"Make your choice, Captain." Bakilu looked at Maru, as if waiting for her friend to make a decision. "If we save the ship and the men, we both survive; if we save the ship and the men, we lose the men, we both lose the ship and the men."

However, even if Mari still does not intend to abandon the ship, Bugilulu will still do her best to save the Archangel.

There was silence for a long time, and then Malu sighed.

"Although I'm reluctant to part with the Archangel... but Natal, you're right." After thinking for a long time, Mari finally accepted Bakilulu's suggestion. "If everyone dies, what's the point of the remaining Archangel?"

"Then I'll contact Luo." Ross nodded and took out his communicator. "I remember his super freighter is still operated on Earth...it should be here soon."

Malu looked around the Archangel's bridge, as if trying to commit everything familiar before her to memory.

After all, he escaped death by relying on the Archangel, and went through life and death all the way. It is impossible to say that he had no emotional connection.

"What are you going to do with the Archangel? You can't just give up on her like this."

"About this... you should know the remote-controlled mecha I used on the Garuda-class." While contacting Law, Ross raised his right index finger and showed an expression of "I have a plan".

"You mean..." Hearing the term remote-controlled mecha, Marilu and Bugilulu, who had witnessed the battle between remote-controlled mechas with their own eyes, couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Well, you guys command remotely from the freighter, and I'll pilot the Unicorn to remotely control the Archangel to divert the pursuing Earth forces."

……

After Murtagh finished his work for the day and was about to go back to rest, he was pulled back to the Earth Army's headquarters in the Kaohsiung Mass Accelerator by a communication.

"I hope this meeting that has encroached on my rest time is worth it." Murtagh's tone was not very good after sitting down in his seat.

The further enhancement of the second-generation enhanced humans has reached a bottleneck. Increasing the intensity of the enhancement will reduce their controllability like the first-generation, but maintaining the status quo will not allow them to be as strong as the first-generation enhanced humans. This situation really gives Murtagh a headache.

Not to mention the large amount of brainpower required by the person in charge of the wetware project to develop the 2.0 version of the wetware. A large number of problems have come together, causing Murtagh to be under high workload recently.

"I believe you will be interested." An Atlantic Federation officer turned on the screen on the wall, and a photo of a pure white body appeared on the screen.

"White...unicorn? Where did this new machine come from?" Murtagh frowned as he looked at the photo on the screen.

After seeing the "White Devil" kill the enhanced human troops as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, Murtagh developed an instinctive aversion to white machines and red light.

"Maybe you will recognize him from the next photo." The officer pressed a button on the remote control.

The originally holy white unicorn body changed its appearance, revealing the red light inside that was so familiar that Murtagh gritted his teeth.

"White Devil..." Seeing that familiar light, Murtagh couldn't help but clench his fists. "The guy who has been hindering me..."