"No matter how much you hide it, it's useless..." He called up the surveillance near the base and saw the silver giant slowly descending with the Omega and gradually shrinking into a human shape...
"Gumen Ikki..." Looking at the panting figure holding the fighter plane, he tilted the corner of his mouth and revealed a somewhat charming smile.
"Team Gumon!!" Wakura and Shiori arrived and saw Deputy Captain Saijo leaning on Gumon's shoulder and trying to help her walk to the base. They hurried up to help.
"The stretcher is here!!" The medical team also arrived at the request of Manager Matsunaga and helped carry Deputy Captain Saijo onto the stretcher and take him away.
"Would you like to go and see the wound with them?" Shizhi asked with concern as she supported Gumen, who was dripping with cold sweat, and saw his bloody wound.
"I'm fine..." Gumen gritted his teeth and slowly squeezed out a few words. The wound on his shoulder had opened a big hole again due to the extremely fast flight. If this continued, there would be a risk of continued infection.
"Nonsense!!!" The two hurriedly sent Gumen to the medical center.
"Really... this idiot..." Returning to the command room, Shizhi shook his head, feeling both distressed and speechless for Gu Men.
"He has always been like this, and he cherished his companions even more after Hayate left. If he hadn't been like this, we might have lost even Wind." Captain Wakura stood up to make coffee in person, and at the same time enlightened Shiori.
"That's right..." Shiori looked at the pile of documents on the table, and suddenly felt endless weariness. He lay directly on the table: "Team Qingshan has left, Gumen and the vice-captain are now They are all receiving treatment again... This is a rhythm that is going to tire me out!!!"
"Haha, there's nothing we can do about this!" Captain Wakura poured the brewed coffee into a cup and placed it on Shiori's table:
"Don't be afraid, I'm still here!"
"Captain..." Looking at the steaming coffee, she cheered up again: "Okay! Then let's support the last line of the night attack team!"
"Don't make it so miserable..." Captain Wakura smiled helplessly, picked up the cup and took a sip of the rich coffee.
"Thank you for your hard work. We must find a way to allow them to fly the fighter plane with peace of mind. We must not let them lose their lives on their own fighter plane!"
"I see."
The Predictor frowned, staring at the various experimental data on the screen, and then called up the design drawings to compare and analyze them one by one. After such an unexpected situation occurred in this experiment, he was entrusted by Administrator Matsunaga to conduct a test on the fighter aircraft. Inspection and improvement, he originally had many important tasks including the research and development of Michael, but when Manager Matsunaga made the request almost like a plea, he had no reason to refuse...
He looked solemn, looking at the internal parts that were very different from the design drawings, and he was stunned: "How could this happen..."
If he had followed his original design, it shouldn't have been like this. The central brake was the visitor's technology. Like the previous four fighters, it could absorb recoil, but there is no brake at all on the current Omega. ...Instead, it was replaced with a high-purity energy storage device that increased energy...
Not only that, many of the flanking parts used to stabilize the fighter plane have also been cut. This is simply messing up...
"This is nonsense!!! Who made the random changes..." The prophet rarely showed an angry look. He had worked hard to pave the way, but there were always people who didn't want to go like this... and almost killed Vice Captain Saijo because of this. …
"Such an excessive pursuit of power without knowing how to exercise restraint will inevitably lead to catastrophe..." He is well aware of the consequences of abusing power, and his visitors are the best examples...
He looked up at the transparent jellyfish-like life forms floating in the special container next to him, and couldn't help but sigh softly...
"Dr. Tango...why..." Of course he knew who did all this, but now is not the time to raise troops to accuse him. The more important thing at the moment is to re-modify and assemble the Omega to avoid something like this happening again. A major mistake that almost cost the pilot's life...
"Miss, are you okay!!" Not long after, several maids from the family rushed to the ward, opened the door and rushed in, startling Naguo who was lying there.
The old man was completely fine. He smiled slightly, then quietly turned his back and pretended to be asleep, quietly listening to the conversation of the young people.
"I'm really fine!!" The maids picked up magnifying glasses and looked at the naphthalene fruit carefully, not missing any detail. They were exaggerating to the extreme:
"Miss, you are missing eight hundred hairs!!"
"Hey, hey, that's not the point!" Naguo shrugged helplessly.
"Miss, it's great that you are still alive!" They happily hugged Naguo tightly, passing on each other's warmth to her.
"Okay!" A smile lit up Naguo's face again: "Do you really want your lady to die?"
"Nowhere, wuwuwu...we almost thought we would never see you again..."
"Okay, okay, I'm still alive and well! Idiot!" Obviously they are just servants hired by my father with money, but after getting along with them for so long, I always feel special when I am with them. Peace of mind.
Even if this is not home, having them here is better than home. But it seems... I still feel that someone is missing...
"Dong dong..." At this time, the door was obviously opened, but there was still a knock on the door. Everyone turned around and looked, and when they saw the person, their pupils widened immediately, they let go of Naguo, and stood aside in a polite manner. Okay, bow slightly to the visitor: "Master, you are here..."
"Dad..." Naguo felt an indescribable feeling in his heart when he saw this familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
"Daddy is late, I'm so sorry." He walked to Naguo's bedside, stretched out his slightly rough hand and held his baby daughter's hand tightly. The maids quietly withdrew and helped. They closed the door, leaving the space for their father and daughter.
Of course, the old man was still "sleeping" inside, quietly listening to the conversation between father and daughter.
"Dad wanted to rush back to the hotel to find you last night, but the hotel entrance was already blocked by the flames caused by the explosion caused by the monster. There was nothing I could do..." Miyamoto Shiro bowed his head very guiltily and apologized to his daughter. A few crystal tears even squeezed out of his eyes.
"It's okay, I was..." Naguo thought for a while and lied: "I was blown away by the wave of the explosion, and then I lost consciousness... I was lying here when I woke up. This is not dad. It’s my fault…”
The baby girl nestled in her father's arms, feeling the warm embrace again after so many years.
"That's right!" The old man lying next to him smiled with satisfaction in his heart, but what he said next surprised him...
To be continued
