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The salty sea breeze blows on its long hair, and the black skirt flutters gently under the invitation of the sea breeze.
"King Kong. Is the final battle next?" Lin Mingmei stepped onto the top of the command tower and looked at the blonde woman standing in her exclusive position and asked.
"Yes. The final decisive battle. We have been back in the Blue World for several months. But I don't know how the captain is now?" Speaking of He Wuming, a warm smile appeared on King Kong's cold face.
"Yes! I've been separated from Inexplicably for several months. Thanks to the fierce battle before, I have no time to care about anything else." Lin Mingmei said with a smile.
"Is that so? I seem to find someone crying at someone's name in the middle of the night with a pillow in the middle of the night?" King Kong suddenly showed a smirk like the iceberg thawed, looked at Lin Mingmei, and said in a slight manner.
"Ah! King Kong, you have learned bad things!!" Lin Mingmei, who was suddenly poked into the pain by King Kong, rushed up in anger and became a fuss with King Kong.
When Xuela, who had just finished her work, walked out of the bridge to get some breath, she couldn't help but feel a little angry when she listened to the laughter and noise coming from the top. However, Xuela didn't care too much about this. After all, King Kong has always been at the forefront during this period, while Lin Mingmei kept helping King Kong with her singing.
"It would have been great if I hadn't refused to drive the Gundam at that time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been as powerless as I am now. I could only sit in the CIC and listen to the sonar." Xuela muttered at the steel fleet that was spreading in a fan shape with King Kong as the arrow.
At this moment, a song rang slowly.
"Is Mingmei's singing? This is also a benefit! The personal special seat for the most outstanding singer in humanity!" Xuela moved her seat, found a comfortable place, then closed her eyes and listened quietly to the singing from Lin Mingmei.
Amid the beautiful singing, a huge steel fleet suddenly appeared on the distant sea level. Various rays of light flashed on the steel-forged hull, and the cannon tube reflecting the cold light was proudly raised, and the deep cannon holes locked tightly at the enemy in front.
"The Second Fleet of the East, Flagship Nagamon! Is it your turn this time?" King Kong looked coldly at the enemy who appeared on the distant sea level, raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the flagship Nagamon lined at the forefront.
On the deck on the flagship Nagato, two women in kimono looked at the singing that suddenly appeared in their quantum network.
"Is this song because the King Kong has become stronger now?"
"It is undeniable. But why can King Kong use super flagship equipment directly without the permission of the super flagship Musashi?"
“There is no real answer.”
"Then, use the most direct way."
"correct."
After a brief exchange, the two Nagato decided to attack King Kong like the previous sister fleet.
"Sure! Then since you have a fight, let's fight happily!" King Kong looked at the spots of light that appeared in the Second Fleet of the East and sneered a few times. Then King Kong waved his right hand, and the huge fleet following behind King Kong instantly lit up the light of countless heraldry. The cannon barrels like trees rose one after another, as if the light spots of stars in the sky quickly covered the entire sea area.
"Impossible!! That's the number?! King Kong really became a super flagship?!" Nagato, wearing a white kimono, said in surprise.
"Let's fire!" King Kong's eyes closed slightly, and a cold voice rang.
In an instant, the sea area here was occupied by countless laser beams, and the missiles that soared into the air kept tearing the sky above the sea area.
"Mingmei? King Kong? That's it?"
He inexplicably opened his eyes slowly, and the picture that had just appeared in his mind was still lingering. When He inexplicably fell into a coma, He inexplicably saw a lot of things unconsciously. But the most profound thing was the conversation between King Kong and Lin Mingmei at the top of the tower and the subsequent showdown between the Mist Fleet.
According to He Moming's vague memory, it can be seen that King Kong seemed to gather a large number of fog fleets as his team and launched an attack on the super flagship Musashi. But He Moming didn't know whether King Kong had found Iona, I-401.
"I hope." He muttered inexplicably for a low voice. After moving his right hand, he found that Emperor Li Norrik was by the bed. But Emperor Li Norrik now seemed to have lost his soul, holding He Wuming's right hand motionless.
"Lisa?Lisa?" He inexplicably tried to move, but his thought of moving was blown away by the severe pain coming from his abdomen.
"Master, it's better for you to lie down obediently. The effect of injury repair fluid cannot quickly recover the wound on your stomach that is like a hole." At this time, Xun jumped from the bookshelf to the bed and said.
He inexplicably smiled helplessly and said, "Okay. What's going on with Lisa?"
"Here, the time and space crystal fluctuated, and Lin Mingmei's mistress's singing also came, and then Emperor Li Norrik was like this." Xun stretched out his forelimbs and pointed at the space and space crystal pendant on He Wuming's chest and said.
"Mingmei's singing? So is the scene I just saw true? Is this also the ability of the space-time crystal?" He Wuming picked up the space-time crystal that was still in a luminous state with his left hand. At this time, the singing was still slowly coming from the space-time crystal. But He Wuming could not see what happened to the blue side as he had been in a coma before.
"Hmm? What happened just now? Qifeng? Are you awake?!" At this time, Emperor Li Norrik finally woke up from his dazed state.
He inexplicably looked at the expression of Emperor Li Norrik, and nodded after finding nothing unusual and said, "I just woke up. But I can't move yet. Did you see something just now?"
Emperor Lee Norrik was stunned for a moment and said, "Hey? No. I didn't know what happened just now. All I saw were blurry pictures. I just felt the aura of war emitted from the picture. This was a war that was even more earth-shaking than the war I had ever encountered."
He shook his head inexplicably and reminded: "You can only know this for yourself. Never tell others. I will explain it to you if you have the chance in the future."
Emperor Li Norrik patted He Wuming's abdomen in anger and said angrily: "Yes, yes. Please rest now." After that, Emperor Li Norrik forced He Wuming to the bed. She stood up and prepared food for He Wuming.
At this time, the coalition base.
Carty Mannykin took Patrick and others to watch the Angel Type returning to the warehouse. The Angel Type was in good condition overall, but Graham used the FLAG beam sword to melt a deep black hole in the cockpit.
"Compared with the tragic situation of the angel type 2, this angel type 1 is better. How long is the expected repair time?" Carty-Manikin turned around and looked at Billy Kataki who was walking towards him.
"We need to replace the cockpit. Our coalition forces and even the whole world do not have relevant cockpits. The only thing we can do is to install the cockpits recovered from the downed doom, but the performance will be somewhat lost." Billy Kataki shook his head and said.
"Really? Then do it. Minimize the losses as much as possible. Now we and the gods are fighting for time." Carty Manikin said seriously at Billy Kataki.
"Yes. Leave it to me." Billy Kataki nodded and said.
"Patrick, now the Angel Type is yours. Show me well!" Katy Manikin turned around and looked at the man in front of him who was determined to make her smile.
"Yes, Colonel. I will definitely give you a record that will satisfy you ten thousand times to repay your expectations!!" Patlick immediately stood attentively and said with a big slap in his chest.
"Then, please control this Gundam for me! Maybe there will be a reward for you!" Katy-Manikin said with a smile.
As soon as he heard the reward, Patlick immediately felt like he was injected with chicken blood and immediately circled around the angel. On the way, he kept gestured to let the staff take it lightly.
In the room covered with lights, there were a table and three chairs. On the top of a corner of the room, a camera was silently photographing the only human in the room. A human girl with short burgundy hair and freckles on her face.
There were tableware full of food in front of the human girl, but the girl did not mean to enjoy these foods. The girl sat silently in a chair, lowered her head and kept this position quietly for several hours.
"Are you still unwilling to speak?" Sergei asked after standing behind the one-way perspective glass, looking at the girl in the room.
"Yes. How to say it? Apart from calling the names of the other two angels Gundam pilots, there are only words like revenge. There is nothing else left." The ordinary surveillance officer said with a brief recollection.
"Naughty! When you go to the battlefield, you either die or I die. Keep paying attention. The food is provided on time. Whether to eat or not is her own choice." Sergey frowned and threw down the order and left the room.
Sergei had no objection to life and death on the battlefield. However, the installation of a remote-controlled bomb under the captive seat made Sergei feel disdainful. But in the result, it was precisely because of the accident between the two Gundam pilots that the Angel-type pilot was negligent and was able to take advantage of it by Graham and caught the opportunity to kill him. In this regard, Sergei admitted it.
Chapter completed!