Sato stared at the Gundam-style head of the Silver Bullet and murmured to himself: "Is it me that transcends the new human beings?"

Paris smiled and said to Sato: "There is a legend of Gundam undefeated by the Federal Army, which is about the fact that since the war of one year, after the Battle of Gripps, the two new Gene Rebellions, and the MS who inherited the name of Gundam have never been defeated on the battlefield. However, this is just propaganda. The legend of undefeated is there, but it does not belong to the dead thing like MS. The people who drive MS are humans, and the people who create legends are humans. Coincidentally, these people are all new humans."

Sato came back to his senses and did not think that Paris said, but instead became confused and asked: "Since the Battle of Gripps, have all Gundams been developed by Anaheim? The Federation deliberately downplayed the pilots and promoted the so-called "Gundam Invincible Legend". Although it was to downplay the new human beings, it also unexpectedly made Anaheim. In other words, it was the new human beings that made Anaheim. Paris represented Anaheim, so why did he speak like a federal politician?"

Paris groaned, shook his head, and said, "The new humans are only a few of all humans. At this stage, their research on them is stagnant. Anaheim is an enterprise, and the new humans or old humans who create benefits for us are new humans or old humans. However, we cannot place our interests and futures on uncontrollable unknown groups such as new humans. Therefore, we must prepare substitutes that are no less than those used by new humans."

Sato's inspiration flashed, reacted and answered, "Is it this silver bullet?"

"Yes." Paris gently clawed his head.

Sato looked up at the silver bullet again and murmured to himself: "It's not that the development plan failed, so it is prepared for the replacement. Anaheim's style of service is really flawless. No wonder, after many incidents, it can still stand firm. If it were other companies, it would be no longer there." Suddenly, he turned his head and asked Paris: "The testing of the two new MSs went smoothly, and the development plan was said to be successful. As a substitute, the silver bullet seemed to have lost its value. Even if I get the power you mentioned, what can I do?"

Paris replied: "I said before that new humans are only a few of all human beings, and even fewer of them in the army. If the machine developed by Anaheim spends a lot of money this time, if only a few elite new human pilots are equipped with, waste of resources is a small matter, and profits cannot be maximized are a big matter. Therefore, the stubborn Federal Army leaders must see that the cost is far less than that of the new MS substitute, and have the ability to defeat the real products, so that silver bullets appear on the Federal Army's procurement list."

Sato asked again: "What should I do specifically?"

Paris said: "Most test projects are completed, and there is only one 'practical test' left. The silver bullet is originally planned to be a practical opponent for the new aircraft. When you drive, you just need to win the test and everything will be achieved."

"Why choose me?"

"After the early arrangement, you are the NO.1 of this class. Of course, in order to be foolproof, I deliberately found NO.2 as the test pilot."

Sato's doubts were completely eliminated, and he said with great enthusiasm: "I understand, but I have a request, please agree."

Paris was happy when she heard this. After hearing this, she frowned and doubted, and asked, "What are the requirements?"

Sato said solemnly: "Please use live ammunition to conduct actual combat tests."

Paris was stunned and could not refuse.

Sato continued: "Just defeat is not enough to cause shock. Only by completely destroying the MS can the power of the silver bullet be displayed." After that, he glanced at the golden body next to him.

Paris remained silent and thought to herself: "Live ammunition, it seems that he is going to kill Olivi. Things are better than expected, and it depends on how capable Olivi is." Then she said: "Yes. However, you can't underestimate the enemy, otherwise the result will be hard to say."

Sato smiled and said confidently: "Don't worry, I'm NO.1." His voice lowered, and he continued: "How could he lose to NO.2."

Seeing that things were done, Paris was secretly proud, but pretended to be serious on her face and said, "The actual test starts eight hours later. You can understand the characteristics and operations of the silver bullet first!"

"I see."

Olivi, who left earlier, knew nothing about everything.

She went back to the room directly, but became anxious for no reason and said to herself: "Strange, why is the sense of crisis still there? Could it be that this sense of crisis was not sent by Sato? No, it was Sato. It was just... a new sense of crisis came. It seemed... it was... it seemed..."

Her eyes were on the porthole, her eyes fixed on the dark universe.

Where there was no sight, after layers of floating objects, a Msaka-class ship was parked silently.

Ilia was sitting upright on the bridge, and Arias stood near. The two heard the captain say, "The call from the Lurula, 'The General Rebel 2 ship that Renas was riding out of the Lunas II and is expected to arrive in eight to nine hours'. Lord Ilia, when will we do it?"

Ilia frowned and asked thoughtfully, "When will the Lurula arrive?"

The captain replied: "Col. Vulvolt said, 'The reservation will be reached in five hours'. However, he suggested that the battle would be better to start after eight hours."

"Eight hours later!" Ilia was shocked and calmed down, and couldn't help but get angry, and scolded, "Damn guy. When Renas arrives, we will not have a good end. Does he want to kill someone with a knife?"

The captain of this ship is a middle-aged man, far older than Ilia, but she is her confidant, so he comforted him: "According to the plan, the Lorra is responsible for dealing with the escort fleet of the federal army on the periphery, and we are responsible for breaking in, seizing or destroying the new MS. If Lenas arrives, he should also deal with Lorra first. I believe that Vulvorant has a special purpose. Lord Ilia, now we must put the overall situation first."

Elia swallowed and said helplessly: "I know, but I really don't understand."

"Don't you understand?" Arias, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

Elia was stunned and looked in the sound.

Arias smiled "hum" and said viciously: "If Lenas does not come, this battle will be meaningless."

Ilia felt enlightened and suddenly woke up and said to herself: "By the way. After the incident last year, everyone was afraid of Renas. Volnte's initial situation. Only by defeating this powerful enemy can we go further and completely control the power. This time it seems that we have been trapped. There is no way, and we can only continue."
Chapter completed!