The flashes of fire tongues of different lengths were sucking and emitting dazzling light, and the howlings before the body exploded continued to rage on this battlefield.

Every minute, countless wreckages are constantly produced on this battlefield. There are both our own side and the enemy side.

At this time, beams of light continued to shoot out from the rear of the East Asian Federation fleet, providing support to the friendly forces who were killed as much as possible. In this airspace gradually covered with wreckage, a body with white and red painted white and red painted on the goggles constantly reflecting sparks around it was quickly shuttled through it.

It was holding a heavily damaged shield, holding a 90MM machine gun and continuously firing deadly fire chains towards the enemies around it. In the bursts one after another, the 90MM machine gun in the No. 1 machine also ushered in the situation of cleaning up all the ammunition.

Just as the No. 1 aircraft threw away the 90MM machine gun, from the beginning of the war, the ZAFT fleet, which was still watching from afar, suddenly fired a retreating flash bomb. Seeing the three different colors slowly lifting into the air and shining light, Gene, who was still fighting with the intercepting troops, quickly evacuated the battlefield after firing a series of fierce crossfire. The East Asian Federation also began to retreat and clean up the battlefield under the order of commander Meng Heran.

"Col.3 aircraft can be used now?" When He was inexplicably preparing to return, Meng Heran's communication suddenly came in.

"Hmm? That's OK. It's just that there is a lack of a suitable pilot." He nodded inexplicably and then asked, "How are the casualties?"

Meng Heran shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Five to one. Most of the results are from aircraft 1 and aircraft 2. The remaining three results are all exchanged for human lives."

"I will try my best to find the right pilot as soon as possible." He was silent for a moment and said solemnly.

"As soon as possible! Although there are aircraft 1 and aircraft 2 to assist, there are not many Mobius Zero troops. The interception troops sent just now are already our large unit. If we continue to lose like this, we may not be able to hold on to the arrival of the reinforcement fleet." Meng Heran said with a serious expression.

He frowned after hearing this.

Although he was driving the No. 1 aircraft just now, he killed several Genes in a random way. But don’t forget that what He Mo Ming is driving is only a body that can only use live ammunition weapons. The biggest problem with live ammunition weapons is its limit on the number of ammunitions. If ZAFT had not retreated voluntarily just now, He Mo Ming would have to copy the beam sword to fight melee after shooting the last super bazooka. At that time, I’m afraid that Mobius Zero's troops would have died almost the same!

"If you release the stamen Gundam..." As soon as the idea appeared, He was strangled to death by inexplicably.

In this period of time when the favorability of power is critical, the GN solar furnace, which is obviously created by another technological system, will definitely encounter great suspicion once it appears, and may even eliminate He Wuming's previous increased favorability.

"It's not the time. Now we have to find a man to fly the No. 3 aircraft." After thinking for a while, He made up an idea in his mind. Since there are so many challengers participating in this world, there may be challengers near the No. 3 aircraft garrison fleet. As long as they are found, the pilot of the No. 3 aircraft should have a place.

However, before He Wuming put this idea into practice, a communication from Mr. Liu blew away the idea.

"What? The headquarters sent someone to serve as the pilot of the No. 3 aircraft?" He was stunned for no reason.

"Yes. Just as the battle was going on, the transport ship from the headquarters had just sent the pilot over. Now the pilot is testing the No. 3 aircraft with my student." Mr. Liu said.

After hearing this, He Moming suddenly laughed. It seems that the headquarters is more anxious than He Moming and Meng Heran for the use of the No. 3 aircraft. But if you think about it, you will know that since the No. 2 aircraft can achieve such a record, the No. 1 aircraft, or even No. 3 aircraft, will definitely be able to do so. Under this idea, the senior management of the East Asian Federation will definitely try their best to find a suitable pilot to come here to join the war. Perhaps this is also a timely help! For Meng Heran, who is tight in troops.

So, after the No. 1 aircraft returned to the ship safely, He Moming immediately went to the location of the No. 3 aircraft. Taking advantage of the microgravity environment, he jumped to the open cockpit of the No. 3 aircraft. Just when He Moming had not stopped, a faint singing suddenly came out of the No. 3 aircraft cockpit.

"This song is Mingmei's song!" He Wuming's ears moved, and he naturally heard who sang the song.

At this moment, a boy with light green hair, long bangs covered the left half of his face, and with a headphones playing music, leaning out from the cockpit of the No. 3. He Wuming, who was standing beside him, seemed a bit familiar when he saw the boy's appearance. But after he quickly searched in his mind for a while, he had no choice but to find that he could not remember where the familiar feeling came from.

"Shani Andras. The system of the No. 3 aircraft has been sorted out! It meets the conditions for attack!" At this moment, a shout suddenly came from below.

"Shani Andras?" He subconsciously muttered after hearing this name.

Who knew that He Wuming's subconscious remark was heard by the boy who had just come out of the cockpit of the No. 3 aircraft.

"Yes! I'm Shani Andras." The boy looked up and down for a while and then showed a sunny smile and said, "Is it Colonel He who is He who is?"

He Wuming woke up from his thoughts, nodded and said, "I am He Wuming. Do you know me?"

Shani Andras said with a bright smile: "Yes. Miss Lin Mingmei asked me to report your safety to you! She told me that I could tell you anything." The boy took off his headphones and handed them to He Wuming as he spoke.

After taking the headphones inexplicably, He looked at Shani Andras, waiting for his next words.

The boy's smile was very sunny. He pointed to his headphones and said, "I am a reinforcement person. When I was in the most painful time, Miss Lin Mingmei's singing gave me hope. So I came."

Now, He Moming suddenly realized. No wonder the young man in front of him gave He Moming a sense of inexplicable familiarity. It turned out that he was one of the first generation of three small strong men in the original plot of Gundam SEED, and the driver of Gundam, Shani Andras. On the other hand, he thought, I am afraid that one of the three small strong men in the future was the group of experimental subjects taken away by the East Asian Federation's spies during the previous raid at the H3 base.

"Is that so? Then, how did you hear Mingmei's singing?" After he thought about everything, He handed the headphones back to Shani Andras.

"By chance! It was because the nurse who was taking care of us was too painful to see that we were sick, so she tried to spread Miss Lin Mingmei's singing to us." After taking the headphones, Shani Andras said while putting it on carefully.

"Then, your illness has been cured?" He hesitated for no reason and asked. He knew that the lifespan of strengthening people is very short, especially before the lifespan is burned, he will fall into extreme pain.

"No! The doctor in charge of treating us said that our reinforcement was too thorough and could not be reversed at all." Shani Andras shook his head, then raised his hands and pressed it on the headphones, saying intoxicatedly: "But with Miss Lin Mingmei's singing, we will never feel pain again. Even if we die like this, we will be willing."

Although Shani Andras' expression was relieved, He Wuming's heart suddenly felt tightened by something.

He Wuming had a rare hesitation because of this. Finally, He Wuming moved his lips and said, "Then, I'll ask you for the next battle."

"Well. Leave it all to me! That's the meaning of our existence!" The boy named Shani Andras smiled softly while listening to Lin Mingmei's singing.

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After two failed tentative battles, the fleet gathered against the new stars was finally announced to be completed at the moment when the Cruze team's flagship Visalius arrived. However, it is not a good opportunity to launch an attack immediately. After all, in the previous battle, due to the mysterious MS, the vanguard fleet had suffered a lot of losses, so it was necessary to receive reinforcements from the ZAFT headquarters to officially launch an attack.

"It's so miserable! At least 20 MS were lost in two battles. The enemy was just one, no, it might be two MSs." Kruze sighed after looking at the battle report submitted.

"Yes! I'm dereliction of duty!" The captain who was in charge of the temptation of the battle before lowered his head and said with guilt.

"Don't care. After all, it's a newly developed MS from Earth. We still know nothing about them." Kruze comforted the dereliction of duty captain and asked again: "Forget it for the first battle. So, have images taken in the second battle?"

"Yes! We sent a detective Gene to record the battle video of the mysterious body." The captain finally regained a trace of confidence.

"Oh? Is it? Can you copy me a copy? After all, after receiving support from the headquarters, we launched an attack. At this moment, the more enemies we know, the more beneficial it will be to us." Kruze smiled.

"I'll let my subordinates send it here now." In order to clear his incompetence, the dereliction of duty captain responded to all his requests for Cruze.
Chapter completed!