Pulled by the earth's gravity, Julius VII drags its long, silky string forward.
The colorful appearance reminds people of giant jellyfish floating in the deep sea.
On the bridge of the Nazca-class warship Voltaire to which ZAFT belongs.
At this time, a group of people were watching the giant jellyfish intently, and the battleships below them continued to approach the wreckage of the colonial satellite.
"From this position, Junius is bigger than expected!"
On the bridge, a dark-skinned young man with blond hair wearing a red uniform pinched his chin and sighed.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Hundreds of thousands of people once lived there, how can it be so small? Besides, we don't live in the same place!"
The white-haired young man wearing a white gold-trimmed command uniform next to him replied.
His straight silver hair and strong and upright facial features always give people a cold impression. His silence gives people a sense of oppression that is not suitable for his age.
Paired with a white slim-fitting gold-trimmed robe that symbolized status, he stood out and stood out.
But good things are often short-lived, and most of this first impression will be quickly overturned.
If I really want to say it, it’s——
My dear, why do you have a long mouth?
"No, are you sick? I mean you have to break such a big thing this time, so this task will be a bit heavy!"
Diaka replied angrily.
Ever since Nigel led the team to set up defenses, he and Yitzhak had quarreled more and more often.
"You should have thought this way a long time ago. The stakes are very high this time. Stop being careless and show some crisis awareness."
Itzhak Meir retorted.
"ha?"
Diack was slightly cold when he heard this, and faced Yitzhak with a somewhat dissatisfied expression, saying: "...I think you are the least qualified person to talk about me like this."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Yitzhak's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he looked at Diak with an evil look.
"No, no, how dare I mean anything, my captain in white."
Diak looked at Yizhak's expression and instantly lost interest in arguing.
We are on the bridge now and have to perform a mission. This is not the time or place to argue.
"Don't come here! It's only at times like this that you call me captain!"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"
"What the hell... hurry up and make preparations for me, before something goes wrong again and I have to rescue you!"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes! You are right."
"·····"
The bridge crew members listened to the conversation between the two, with suppressed smiles on their faces.
The story of Diack and Yitzhak's love and death was very popular among soldiers, especially in the eyes of female soldiers.
"...but that's it."
Just as Diego was moving towards the elevator, he suddenly stopped and looked at Junius not far away and murmured: "...If you think about it carefully, it seems quite good to use MS to do these things."
Developed as weapons, MS have flexible and precise limbs that can withstand strong solar winds.
Therefore, ms is undoubtedly the most suitable outboard work tool for this task.
but--
Hearing the deep meaning hidden in Diego's words, a hint of complexity appeared in Yitzhak's ice-blue eyes.
Aboard the Minerva.
True Asuka stared blankly at the core shuttle parked on the MS deck.
He thought back to what he had just scolded Cagalli and what Cagalli had said before.
He felt that he was not wrong.
He also knew that it would be the best choice and result if adjusters and natural persons could trust and understand each other and coexist peacefully together.
But when we extend our arms to convey goodwill, what should we do when the other party shakes us off with disdain and points a gun at us?
Silently allowing others to attack?
What Cagalli said is too unrealistic. Just look at what happened in Orb.
The country's high-decibel call for non-war still perished because of it.
Without power, one will eventually be destroyed by the powerful party.
The best and quickest way to eliminate war is to have more power than the other party so that the enemy does not dare to attack.
So we need strength, in order to protect ourselves and our fellow humans.
But Feiniao suddenly felt a hint of bitterness in his heart when he thought of this.
Even though he had the power, he still felt like he had accomplished nothing.
In other words, his so-called power is not enough to meet his inner expectations.
Chaos, Gaia, abyss——
Of those three MSs, any one of them would be enough to put him in a tough fight.
Didi——昘——
At this moment, the door to the security room suddenly opened.
Looking back, Lei entered the room wearing a white and light purple driving suit.
Lei didn't pay attention to Feiniao. He just turned to the display screen on the wall silently and started checking the data on his own.
Zhen Feiniao subconsciously looked at Lei's back.
Perhaps Lei felt his gaze, so he half-turned his head and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"No...nothing..."
Zhen Feiniao stuttered subconsciously, looking a little guilty.
After all, there seems to be something wrong with what he just did.
But Lei continued to look back at the information as if nothing was wrong, and said in a normal tone: "Don't pay attention to what happened just now, at least I didn't take it to heart."
Zhen Asuka looked at Lei's back and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Maybe Ray is caring about himself in his own way.
"And—what you said is right."
Lei added another sentence, his tone as calm as ever.
An unbearable smile appeared on Zhen's face.
The stability and concern of his compatriots, as well as the recognition he received, made Zhen Asuka very happy in his heart.
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In the lounge.
Cagalli fell asleep after crying.
Aslan reached out and stroked her hair for a while, then helped Cagalli cover her with the quilt and stood up quietly.
Looking at the tears stained on her eyelashes and recalling Cagalli's sadness - Aslan couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
Aslan, who has always been by her side, knows how hard Cagalli works.
She has been running around since she took over as head of Orb, and now she is encountering these things again.
"Get some rest, it will all be over when you wake up."
After Aslan said that, he turned around and quietly left the room.
No matter what the reason is, Junius cannot be allowed to land casually like this.
Just as he walked into the elevator, he happened to meet a red-haired girl walking out of the elevator.
"Yo!"
When he passed by this girl who seemed to be named Lunamaria, Aslan heard her ask in a familiar tone: "How are you, Your Highness?"
Hearing the sarcasm in the words, Aslan gave her an evil look.
She and her friends should be the ones who don't understand anything. Just seeing that Cagalli is a member of the chief's family, we can conclude that she is a princess who doesn't know the sufferings of the world.
"Her father and friends also died in that war."
Aslan spoke in a low voice, and Lunamaria turned around in surprise.
"-It's not that she doesn't understand anything. Everything she has experienced is more painful than you know."
Aslan dropped these words and reached out to close the elevator door.
The girl and her friends didn't mean any harm, they just didn't understand war.
Even Zhen, who lost his loved ones in the war, did not understand the true meaning of war.
A widowed child picks up a gun, perhaps shooting someone else's mother, causing her children to pick up a gun as well -
Once the war begins, it will only arouse more hatred and expand infinitely like a snowball.
With slogans such as for the country, for relatives, and for peace, people will make all crimes justifiable.
If it is really for peace and humanity, then we should resolutely not start a war, just like the belief that Chief Uzmi always adheres to.
Aslan doesn't think people living in Orb can appreciate Uzmi's sacrifice.
When they are in peace, people will not understand how precious peace is, and the vast majority of people who are protected will not imagine how much effort it takes to maintain peace.
If you are someone who truly believes in Uzmi, you should be able to understand his decision.
But no matter how legitimate these principles are, they cannot penetrate the hearts of those blinded by hatred. To those people, Cagalli may just be singing a high-key tune.
Everyone can say nice things, and it is true that words without practice are just high-pitched words, but Cagalli is not like that. Those words are the answers she got after experiencing pain and loss herself.
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