uc0093 On March 4, 0093, the new moon orbit fleet arrived outside the Earth's atmosphere.

The female officer Anne urgently promoted the captain's office and saluted Lenas and reported: "Brother General, the news I just received is that the new Gene has succeeded, and Rondebele failed to stop the landing of Luna V."

Lenas took the document from Anne, looked at it for a while, put it down, sighed, and said, "So that's the case, it's no surprise. Roundbell's strength is still a bit insufficient compared to the new Gene fleet. However, Charia's speed was too fast, and she defeated Roundbell so quickly."

"This may be the result of the federal army suppressing Rondebell." Harman, who was sitting next to him, sarcastically sarcastically, her face full of disdain.

"No." Lenas retorted mercilessly, "Randbeer has done well enough. Jay Gang's performance is not inferior to Kira Doga. Although Lingus' performance is not as good as Shazabi, if it is Amro Lei, at least it can be equal to Shaya!"

"Then what did you think caused this result?" Harman asked provocatively.

"Who knows?" Lenas smiled slightly, as if he was talking to himself, "The uncooperation of the inhabitants of the universe led to Rondebell's failure!"

"The inhabitants of the universe!" Haman frowned with enlightenment.

“Harman.”

"What?"

Lenas smiled and said, "If there is a war for one year now, or if you attack at this time, how much chance do you think you can win with the control of the inhabitants of the universe?"

Haman wanted to speak but stopped, shook his head and said, "I can no longer make a comeback. Even with this power, it may not be as smooth as you said. After all, the forces in the universe are complex and changeable, and there are still forces that are pro-Earth Federation."

"You are right." Lenas said if he lost his ground.

She turned around and asked again, "Annie, how is Gundam's situation?"

Anne was stunned and hurriedly replied: "Gundam's armor has been laid out, only paint is missing. Technician Francis hopes to use a golden light-beam-proof layer, but there are only imitations brought from Luna II on the battleship, not the kind developed by Anaheim."

The golden paint used in the 100-style and δ Gundam has good beam resistance. However, this patent is only in Anaheim. The Valley has developed a 100-style successor machine and also used gold paint on the successor machine. However, that kind of paint is just a rough imitation, and the beam resistance is not as good as the original one. This seems to be enough for the Valley. Krenas is a person with perfect requirements in MS. How can it meet the inferior imitation?

"No." Lenas flatly refused, "Since it's Gundam, then use Gundam's colors! Use traditional paint in blue and white."

"I understand." Anne said, and said, "If it's okay, I'll go out first."

After getting Renas nodded in response, she walked out.

"Dark Blue Ghost, are you going to be resurrected?" Harman asked jokingly.

"That's right!" Lenas smiled slightly.

The boy lying on the hospital bed opened his eyes, and the ceiling light directly shot the light into his eyes.

"Ah!" He whispered softly, trying to reach out to block it, but he felt a sudden pain. Then he realized that there was a bandage wrapped around his right arm, and he was obviously seriously injured.

“Where is this?”

"This is Joan of Arc, the flagship of the New Moon Orbital Fleet."

"Are you?" A fourteen-year-old girl with pink hair appeared in front of the boy. For some reason, although it was the first time he saw this girl, he always felt familiar.

"I am the test pilot on this battleship, although few people admit it." Harman II smiled sweetly and softly, and sat on the chair beside the hospital bed.

"You are..." The boy did not pay attention to the girl's words, but thought about this face in his mind. Finally, he remembered, "You are Haman Kahn!"

Haman No. 2 was stunned, frowned immediately, and said unhappily: "I am not Haman, I am Haman No. 2, I am No. 2!"

“No. 2?”

"That's right!" Haman No. 2 floated up, blinked, and said charmingly, "I am younger than Haman and more adorable than her. Although I look exactly like her, I am not as stern as her, I can't laugh or cry."

"What you mean is that Haman is also on this ship?" The boy struggled to stand up despite the pain from his wounds.

"Of course." Harman II said without any warning, "Although he is an idle person, he does nothing, but he still has to stay with his sister."

The boy ignored her and floated out of the infirmary on his own.

"Hey, I'll say!" Harman No. 2 was confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Stop kidding, how could that guy Haman, the woman who brought war and death and pushed colonial satellites down the earth, still alive?" The boy gritted his teeth and held the automatic handrail. As his body moved forward, his hand holding the handrail became tighter and tighter.

His thoughts turned into brain waves and passed them out, which made Haman and Lenas both stunned.

"Harman, do you feel it?"

"Yes." Harman nodded and became serious.

"What a strong force, it looks like Camus, but it's not Camus."

"Camu Vader, the new human who fights with emotion!" Haman gritted his teeth, and the hostility coming out of thin air almost made her breathless.

"This is a bit like it. The power is full of emotion, but there is no such person on my warship!" After Lenas said that, she left the captain's room and followed the power. No matter who this power comes from, she will check it out.

The boy was not familiar with the strange warship, but because of the pain in his arm, he became lost without realizing it and actually entered the hangar. The hangar was full of ms, and he was dazzled.

"Jie just changed, Lingus, that's..."

His attention was on the innermost one of the painted ms.

The V-shaped antenna shows the bloodline of this ms, and it is undoubtedly Gundam.

"Gundam, why is it here?"

"Is it you?" A majestic female voice came from behind.

The boy turned around, his pupils suddenly dilated, and blood was filled with blood.

"You!" He raised his left fist and punched it without saying a word. However, the punch was lost, and the other party just leaned back slightly and avoided it.

"It's useless. I can feel your thoughts before you punch." Renas smiled calmly, "I can feel that there is a lot of hatred in your heart. Why are there these hatreds?"

"Harman Kahn!" The boy took his right arm and took a step back, and it was difficult to punch again.
Chapter completed!