【Waiting for you in the silent night】
[Finding the forgotten smile at that time]
[Some time has passed since then]
【My heart becomes gentle when I recall it】
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The beautiful music belonging to Lux slowly sounded - interrupting Noel's thoughts.
The singing is extremely clear and beautiful, and it seems to be able to penetrate deeply into people's hearts and melt away the pent-up pressure in their hearts.
"Lux, you are really scary in a sense..."
In Lux's singing, Noel's mind was clear, and his whole body was as refreshing as the spring breeze of the fields on a hot summer day.
Lux's existence and her beautiful singing voice truly soothed the hearts of everyone who participated in the war in PLANT. This is one of the reasons why Lux has such great influence in the future.
In addition to her identity as the daughter of Siegel Klein...
"In comparison, am I a little too miserable?"
Nuo Er couldn't help but suddenly thought of himself. Compared with these people, he was immediately knocked out of his mind.
Outside the door, Kira, whose heart was hurt mercilessly by Fleur and others again, also heard the singing.
The heart that was almost broken was now tinged with tenderness because of Lux's singing. Looking at the closed door behind her, Kira gradually calmed down.
"Is that the girl singing?"
Sai Yi heard the sound and walked over from a short distance away, spotted Kira's figure, and couldn't help but said: "What a beautiful singing voice."
"Yeah." Kira nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
"However, this is also the result of rewriting genetic factors..."
However, just when Kira was about to say something, Sai suddenly said this.
Kira's eyes narrowed slightly, and the originally gentle air seemed to freeze suddenly, and even the wounds that had just been healed by the singing began to hurt again.
Could it be that all the achievements achieved by the adjuster can really be achieved by just "rewriting genetic factors"?
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at the same time.
On the bridge of the Archangel, the firing commander Romel Parr, who was sitting in the communications officer's seat, suddenly noticed a strange reaction on the instrument panel in front of him.
He quickly let go of the drink he was holding in his hand and began to operate.
Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, and couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Captain!"
Hearing his call, Malu and Natal both turned their heads and looked over.
When he saw that Pal was still operating, Malu couldn't help but poked his head out and asked, "What's wrong with Pal?"
Parr's voice suddenly shouted loudly: "Yes! It's communication! It's the signal pulse of the Earth Army's Eighth Fleet!"
"What?"
"Can you track it?"
"I'm trying!"
Malu and Second Lieutenant Natal Bakilulu came to Pal's side and looked at the screen in front of him attentively.
Under Pal's operation, it was not until a few minutes later that a special wave pattern appeared on the instrument panel, but it still sounded like noise.
"I'll start analyzing it immediately!"
Parr typed on the keyboard quickly.
Not long after, human voices mixed with noise came from the loudspeaker.
(——Lee...Eighth Fleet Advance..."Montgomery")
("Major······Envoy", please receive...)
(呲呲——This... the eighth ship... Archangel... please come back...)
"It's the troops under Brigadier General Halbarton!"
"What's the location?"
"Please wait a moment...we are still far away..."
"But...if we can meet up!"
The originally silent bridge suddenly burst into excitement and cheers, and Jackie and Neumann high-fived each other in tacit understanding.
"I can finally feel relieved!"
Ma Liu slumped back on the command seat, as if he had collapsed, and the shackles that had been bound for a long time were also released at this moment.
With the limited manpower gathered here, they managed to escape to this point without relying on any external force. Now they finally saw a small light of hope.
That light seemed to illuminate every corner of the ship.
After hearing the news of the dispatch of the advance team, the tense expressions of the crew members all returned to smiling, and the atmosphere among the refugees became much more relaxed.
As long as you endure it for a while, it will be fine. As long as you land on the ground, you can get in touch with your lost relatives.
They gathered in the restaurant and said this.
In a corner of the bustling restaurant, Sai revealed a new piece of news to Fleur.
"My dad?"
Fleur's smile was as bright as a flower, and her beautiful face made all the men feel slightly absent-minded.
"Well, I heard that he came with the advance team. Of course, he didn't know that you were here, but we have sent the crew list..."
Looking at her smiling face, Sai also smiled happily.
The light of hope shines equally everywhere on the Archangel, except...
In another room in the ship - Lux, who was alone, stopped singing and held Harrow, who was spinning around, on her lap.
She had never seen a natural person so close.
She also wanted to use thinking to understand the war, but imagination and experience were always different. After thinking about it for thousands of times, Lux lowered her head and said to Hello: "I have a question. Hello, may I ask? , where are we going now?"
At the same time, three rooms away from the original house arrest room, Noel also got the news.
"Eighth Fleet...Things are getting more and more troublesome."
The Eighth Fleet is the main force of the Atlantic Federation. Once you board the Eighth Fleet, your identity may no longer be concealed.
Noel even seriously suspected that Flagg and others had discovered that there was a problem with his identity, otherwise he would not be able to explain why they were still on guard against him after he helped them fight a battle.
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However, on the other hand, there was actually another ship that captured the Earth Alliance advance team earlier than the "Archangel".
It is the "Fisalius" that is tasked with searching for Lacus Klein.
"What are the Earth Army's fleets doing in a place like this?"
Adis frowned slightly, unable to figure out the purpose of this fleet coming here.
No one responded to Adis's question.
Only Kruse stared at the large panel and muttered to himself: "If 'Longlegs' were to go from Artemis to the moon, what do you think they would do?"
"Long Legs" is their nickname for the "Archangel".
Because its two-sided form is reminiscent of the crouching front legs of an animal.
"Supply... Is this the ship that is going to receive it...?"
Cruze's eyes flickered as he looked at the signal on the radar and murmured: "The rendezvous between Laconi and the Bolt team was delayed beyond the scheduled time. If it was a ship transporting supplies to 'Long Legs'... then... We can’t just let it go.”
"Do you mean to let us chase? But we..."
Adis did not finish speaking, but just looked at Cruze in confusion.
Cruze still had that mysterious smile, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
"We are soldiers. Even if we are tasked with searching for Miss Lux, we cannot miss the opportunity to defeat the enemy for a girl. Besides, I don't want to be laughed at by the historians of later generations."
In fact, for Cruze, it would be better if Lux was really dead, so in this situation where time can be delayed, he can naturally delay it as long as he can.
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"The radar caught three ships! They are the frigates 'Montgomery', 'Barnard' and 'Lo'!"
There was a sound of joy and excitement on the bridge of the "Archangel".
However, their cheers were not over yet, and Parr, who was staring closely at the radar, suddenly panicked.
Because the picture in front of me suddenly changed, and there was also noise coming in.
He tried adjusting the analysis, but the adjusted picture only became messier.
"This...this is..."
Pal seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils. He sat there and muttered uneasily to himself.
"What's wrong?"
Ma Liu didn't think much, she just glanced in his direction reflexively after hearing the sound. However, when she saw Paar's face turning blue, Ma Liu's expression suddenly changed.
"Interference! This is interference! This area is experiencing signal interference!"
Parr's voice resounded through the bridge like a wail, as if a basin of cold water instantly restored silence to the lively bridge.
