Gundam 00: Rise of China

As the crowd dispersed, what were these Taliban soldiers, about to head to the battlefield, really thinking?

Wang Ye, who had taken Piris and Anura back to the jeep to prepare for their departure, was unaware of what was happening.

People often say that so-and-so is so intelligent that he's almost demonic, and that he can outsmart everyone.

But how easy is it to calculate people's hearts? Those who claim to have mastered the art of calculating people's hearts are merely using various means to guide those they scheme against onto the path they have chosen.

Just like what Wang Ye is doing now.

"Major Char, will the People's Revolutionary Alliance really help us?"

The jeep leaving the base was stopped halfway, and the lieutenant colonel who had questioned Wang Ye at the base before finally acquiescing and leaving reappeared.

Facing Piris, who was drawing his gun, and Anura, who had a serious expression, the lieutenant colonel asked the question once again.

"You know it in your heart, don't you?"

Wang Ye got out of the car and stood in front of the lieutenant colonel, speaking calmly.

Upon hearing this, the lieutenant colonel looked up at the azure sky, stomped his feet, and felt the Taliban land beneath his feet. Then he gave a bitter smile, a bitterness that he could not express.

Thank you for letting me know.

"At least you're still willing to reason with us and wait for us to stand up on our own."

"For this reason alone, I believe in you."

Turning around, the lieutenant colonel, who hadn't gotten a real answer from Wang Ye at all, yet seemed to have gotten all the answers, prepared to leave.

Before leaving, as if explaining or reaffirming his resolve, the lieutenant colonel turned his back to Wang Ye, and then to Piris and Anura, who were putting away their pistols and preparing to leave.

"Colonel Manekin of the AEU secretly met with our deputy commander yesterday."

"I don't know the specifics of what was discussed, but I heard... it was about the division of spoils after the war."

After saying that, the lieutenant colonel, who had no other choice, really left, straightening his back as he headed towards his final destination.

As the lieutenant colonel was seen off, Piris, who had always been incredibly oblivious to the outside world, suddenly spoke in her clear, cold voice.

"Major, are we really going to help them?"

"Um?"

Anura, gripping the steering wheel, shuddered slightly. To be honest, Taliban reminded him of his homeland, Ceylon.

If possible, he also wanted this land to become like Ceylon is now.

But Anura, who was tough on the outside but wise on the inside, understood.

The People's Revolutionary Alliance (PRA) is strong, but Taliban is far from the PRA but too close to the Union...

"A ghost is wandering across the world's continents, and all the forces of the old world have united to try to annihilate it."

"Our manifesto refutes the lie that we are ghosts!"

Wang Ye patted Piris's head for the first time, rubbing the hair he had personally dyed for him.

"This is our mission."

"Yes, Major."

Her eyes gradually brightened; it was Piris who had heard the entire declaration before, but in the past, she had been confused and unable to truly understand it.

But I've been to Moralia, visited Taliban, and seen and heard about places in the world other than the United People's Revolutionary Party.

Compared to the world outside the People's Revolutionary Alliance, Piris has ultimately changed...

Similarly, Anura, who had crawled out of hell, felt this even more deeply.

His hands on the steering wheel stopped shaking. Others might say that this was just empty talk, but he believed that Major Wang Ye was definitely different.

"Okay, stop being so tense."

Seeing this, Wang Ye smiled, calculated the date, and then said.

"Union's ultimatum is in two days. Forget about the remaining bases and cities, we're not going."

"Let's find the nearest city to take a trip, just to catch our breath before the big battle. Besides, we can't miss out on such a good thing as a government-funded trip."

Wang Ye's witty remark dispelled the tense atmosphere in the car.

Anura agreed, thinking it was a good choice. She and Major Wang Ye were fine, but it would be good for Piris to see more of the world and interact with more people.

Anura glanced at the navigation, turned the steering wheel, and randomly chose a city to drive to.

At first, none of the three people in the car took this publicly funded trip seriously, thinking it was just a casual trip.

But as the car drove into the city, Anura and Wang Ye struggled to find a parking space near the bustling square.

Suddenly, Wang Ye froze, because a young man in a white robe was sitting on a bench by the fountain in the square.

The boy had his head down, holding half a bag of bread in his hand, mechanically tearing it into pieces and scattering it on the ground, while a flock of white doves cooed around him.

His face was calm, but his eyes were somewhat vacant, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

Setsuna F. Seiei.

Celestial Being's Gundam pilot.

Wang Ye was stunned for a full two seconds before he came to his senses and confirmed the identity of this person.

After all, according to the original plot, this moment should never have happened in Taliban.

"Major?"

Piris and Anura immediately sensed that something was wrong with Wang Ye, and the two of them instantly tensed up and subconsciously became alert.

Are there enemies around?

"It's okay, don't be nervous."

Realizing something, Wang Ye grabbed the two men's arms, his eyes darting around, and suddenly he had an idea.

Wang Ye looked Piris up and down, assessing his appearance.

Even internet celebrities with beauty filters can't compare to Piris, and so-called big stars aren't necessarily better than Piris.

"Piris, go over to the fountain and feed the pigeons for a while."

Wang Ye raised his chin towards the fountain and looked around, his tone slightly amused.

"Just be natural, act like a rich lady on vacation."

After listening, although he didn't understand what Wang Ye wanted to do at all, Piris nodded without hesitation, opened the car door, and got out.

Arriving at the fountain, Piris found a spot not too far from the moment, then picked up the bread he had just bought and began to slowly scatter it.

The afternoon sun shone on her, as if gilding her with a soft golden edge.

Piris was already good-looking and had a cool and aloof temperament. After being dressed up by Wang Ye, he became even more out of place in the noisy environment.

Instantly, Piris became the focus of the entire square, with many passersby secretly glancing at her.

Naturally, problems will arise when too many people watch, since not every place has the same level of public security as the People's Revolutionary Alliance.

From the shadows of the square, a few blond-haired men slowly stomped out.

Taliban is in chaos right now, with the Union army pressing in from the outside and the people inside being in a state of high spirits, saying all sorts of things.

But what does this have to do with these blond-haired people? To them, what the country becomes is none of their concern.

When it's time to make a big profit, you have to seize the opportunity.

For example, Piris, who looks like a rich girl from a wealthy family who's here to have some fun...

"Major."

Many people in the square noticed Huang Mao's movements, so Anula certainly couldn't have missed them either.

Anura, who was sitting in the car, immediately asked Wang Ye if he should take care of those blond-haired guys himself.

"etc."

Wang Ye rejected Anura's offer and stared at Setsuna, who was sitting in a chair.

Since the place where Piris feeds the pigeons is not far from Kashina, the route these blond-haired creatures take will definitely pass through the vicinity of Kashina.

Wang Ye was waiting for the Celestial Being Gundam pilot's decision.

Whether the other party will stand idly by or take the initiative to act remains to be seen.

Two different choices also mean different entry points, which is also a real reanalysis of momentary personality in the real world.