Gundam, driving a mass-produced machine will change the world

Chapter 195 Blex
As soon as they arrived at the street of the colony satellite, Mr. Covatro Bagina raised his hand, took off his sunglasses, and put them in the bag in his hand.

It's not that he gave up hiding his identity, but because the objective environment no longer supports walking on the streets of the colonial satellite wearing sunglasses.

The colony satellite is currently experiencing power cuts, and it is nighttime on the colony satellite. There are not many lights on the streets. Except for the occasional light that is on, most of the lights are off.

This colony satellite used to have a very rich nightlife, but now it has almost disappeared.

Kovatro walked towards his home on the colonial satellite.

It was a small single-family building in a fairly nice residential area.

However, I heard that the previous owner of this small building was Gundam Pula, who has recently become a rising star among children, and the founder of DAIBAN. This was the house where Tim Ray lived when he was in trouble.

If this is true, then fate is playing too much of a trick on me.

Covatro walked slowly, letting the night breeze blow away his drunkenness.

Although my wife at home doesn’t know that I have been drinking, there is still a newborn baby at home, so I’d better be more careful.

The night wind is a little chilly, but it doesn't make people uncomfortable.

Judging from the timetable, this colony satellite will soon switch from spring to summer, so the daytime hours will be longer.

While thinking about this, Covatro turned a corner and walked to the road leading to his home.

He put on sunglasses.

Of course, it was not aimless, but he noticed that someone was staring at him at the first moment.

That wasn't the gaze of a passerby, it was coming straight at him.

The source was... a black luxury car opposite his house.

Even though his vision was dim due to the obstruction of the sunglasses, he still moved his eyes to carefully examine the person in the driver's seat of the car.

Through the front windshield, Kovatro noticed that the other party picked up a walkie-talkie and conveyed some message.

This situation made Kovatro frown and relax a little at the same time.

They didn't look like they were sent by the Federation or Zeon - too unprofessional.

But at the same time, Covatro didn't understand which force the person belonged to.

Covatro calmly turned into the door of his house, took out the key and wanted to open the door, but the door opened by itself.

"Mr. Covatro, someone is here to see you."

A gentle female voice came, with a tone of panic that was difficult to conceal.

The man was holding a baby in his arms and was looking at Covatro with a helpless look.

"I understand, Latula, take the child to Lala's room."

Covatro handed the plastic bag in his hand to Latula, the pregnant woman who was arranged by Sima five months ago.

Covatro originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw that she was helpless, he took on the responsibility of taking care of her.

But rather than saying it is caring, it would be more accurate to say that the other person is taking care of himself.

This small building was purchased with her property.

Shaking off the guilt in his heart, Covatro motioned for Latula to go up to the second floor via the stairs beside the entrance.

After watching the other person go up to the second floor, Covatro's eyes fell on a pair of men's leather shoes taken off at the entrance.

That's not faux leather, it's real leather.

There is no doubt that the person who came to me must be of a prominent status.

Coming here alone, are you trying to show your sincerity?

Kovatro changed his shoes and put them in the shoe cabinet.

But he looked at the open shoe cabinet and pondered for a moment.

Of course, he was not thinking about the shoes, but a secret compartment in the shoe cabinet - there was a pistol in it. After a long time, he closed the shoe cabinet and walked towards the living room.

The lives of Lala and Latula and her children could not be risked.

While Covatro was making the decision, he was still thinking that the rapier hanging on the wall in the living room should also be a deterrent.

When I walked into the living room, it was brightly lit - although there was a power cut, it wouldn't cause too much electricity shortage in daily life, after all, it was nuclear power.

What caught my eye was a figure sitting on the sofa with his back to me.

As if he had noticed Covatro's arrival, the man turned slightly so that Covatro could see his profile.

The curly light blond hair and thick beard all reflected the fact that the visitor was older.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Covatro. This house looks like it would be very comfortable to live in."

Covatro never expected that the other party would start by evaluating his house.

After a moment of silence, he walked to the dining table next to him, poured out two cups of tea, handed them to the coffee table, and then sat down opposite the man.

"If possible, could you introduce yourself?"

After asking this question, Kovatro picked up a cup of tea and started sipping it to relieve his slightly dizzy head.

This is not the right state for a good conversation.

"Of course. I'm Blex Flah, Major General of the Earth Federation Army."

The action of drinking tea paused, and the foam of the cheap tea leaves floated with the water, just like Covatro's thoughts.

"Excuse me, Major General."

As a former federal soldier, "Kovatro" put down his cup, sat up straight and saluted Brigadier General Blekes.

The reason for this somewhat perfunctory attitude was that Covatro knew that the other party was looking for him not because of his identity as a federal soldier.

Kovatro floated inconspicuously towards the rapier hanging on the wall.

"Hahaha, it seems like you've adapted to your identity as a Federation soldier very quickly, Colonel Char."

"...Since you've brought it up directly, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

Kovatro, no, said Char.

Fortunately, I only know this identity, and I don’t know the identity behind the mask...

"I hope you can join me in my cause and join the Augu."

Blex leaned forward slightly so that Char could see him more clearly.

Does he really not know...

Xia thought so.

"I have a wife to take care of, sorry I won't join."

Char did agree with some of AEUG's ideas, but he was far from going to the point of abandoning the unconscious Lara and doing such a dangerous thing.

"If it's about Lala Sin, maybe I can help. Don't look at me like this, I am at least a member of the Rebir faction. If I want to arrange for someone to go to the New Human Research Institute for examination, I can still do it."

Major General Blecks' words hit the nail on the head about Char's biggest concern.

"No matter what your final answer is, I am willing to arrange for Lala to check it out. In exchange, please do not tell anyone that I am the leader of the AUG for the time being. This is a secret."

Blex stood up, as if he had gotten the answer he needed.

"It's really tiring to work with a mask on. I still need to learn from you in this regard."

At the last moment before leaving, Blex said this, which made Char, who was about to see him out, pause.

(End of this chapter)