Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

Originally, Marshal Stark had devised a plan to counterattack the Pioneers, a plan that required the experienced Jaeger pilot Raleigh Beckett, which is why he came here.

But now, he sees even greater hope.

“I am Strick Pantecost, commander of the Hunter Jaeger Project. It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.” Marshal Strick looked at the approaching young man, stepped forward, gave a brief self-introduction, and extended a hand.

He was extremely nervous inside, but he didn't show it at all. He wore a polite smile and conveyed his friendly attitude to the other party.

"Natsuki, a member of the Space Garrison of the Land of Light." Natsuki sensed the other person's enthusiasm. Years of experience allowed him to instantly understand why the other person was showing such an attitude, which was also what he was happy to see. He returned the courtesy with a smile and extended his hand to shake hands.

There were no language barriers in communication, and the other party also understood some human etiquette, which made Marshal Stark even more convinced that the other party's civilization was far superior to that of humans.

"Welcome to Earth, Mr. Natsuki." This attitude greatly eased Marshal Stark's tension.

A few years ago, he could have represented all of humanity in welcoming Natsuki's arrival as the Marshal of the Rim of the Pacific Defense Forces, but now he can only represent the position of a small group of people.

"Thank you for saving our lives."

"In return, I hope you can return to base with us later and give us the opportunity to warmly welcome you," Field Marshal Stark said earnestly.

This ruin, which has just been the site of a battle, is clearly not the place to discuss serious matters.

Natsuki understood this as well.

According to the mission previously issued by the bracelet, the abnormal spacetime fluctuations in this universe are likely related to monsters or the manipulators behind them. In that case, it is necessary to cooperate with the person who can command human mechs so as to quickly obtain relevant information.

So he agreed to the other party's request: "Okay."

"I hope your chefs won't disappoint me," Natsuki said casually.

His relaxed tone eased most of Marshal Stark's tension.

“Of course, our chefs will use all their skills,” Marshal Steker replied with a smile.

Both sides reached a preliminary consensus.

Further matters will be discussed in detail at the base.

Seeing this, Raleigh nodded, understanding that Marshal Stark had found a great help, and that the monster disaster would likely be completely resolved soon.

This is a good thing, since he no longer wants to pilot a mech.

"Congratulations, Marshal."

“I believe this apocalypse will end soon,” Raleigh said to Marshal Stark. “When it’s all over, you must let me know the good news as soon as possible.”

"Good luck to you."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

He had no intention of going to the base with them.

But he had only taken two steps.

Then he heard Field Marshal Stark's voice behind him: "Where are you going, Raleigh?"

Chapter 11 The Roar of the Mech Engine

The air had turned cold again, and icy snowflakes continued to fall from the sky. Raleigh stopped and stood still, letting the snowflakes pelt him.

The cold of this day was very similar to the day he lost his brother.

"I will never pilot a mech again, Marshal," Raleigh's voice came from behind. "You know why."

At the construction site, he was ridiculed, and no one believed that he had once been a mecha pilot.

That's because he didn't share his most painful experiences.

He and his older brother piloted the "Gipsy Danger" to fight monsters more than once.

But during his final mission, he witnessed his brother's death and fully experienced it through a mental connection.

The expression on his brother's face at the moment of his death, everything he felt during the process... still lingers in his mind.

His heart, his soul, had been brutally torn apart by a blade called guilt.

Even with patching and mending, the scars remain indelible.

"There is never a shortage of excellent drivers in this world."

"Besides, you will also receive Xia's help."

"His power is unmatched by any mech."

When Raleigh applied to Marshal Stark to leave five years ago, he had already decided that he would never become a Jaeger pilot again.

To make a giant mech move, at least two pilots must fly it together, and they must also have a tacit understanding. Therefore, mech pilots are mostly brothers, fathers and sons, or lovers.

His brother's death cast a shadow over his entire life, making it impossible for him to establish any spiritual connection with anyone else.

He didn't believe that anyone in the world could achieve a soul-to-soul connection with him, and he also worried that tragedy would repeat itself before his eyes.

"Do you think I would entrust the responsibility of saving the world to Mr. Natsuki?"

Field Marshal Stark shouted at Raleigh's retreating figure, his voice ringing out.

"He saved our lives, that's true, but that doesn't mean we can push all the trouble onto him!"

"This planet, Earth, is our home, and we must protect it with our own hands!"

Marshal Stark knew that even if Natsuki showed a friendly attitude towards humans, he could not make excessive demands on her.

The spirit he once possessed as a marshal surged within him at this moment.

"What is the purpose of our mechs!?"

"Why do we exist?!"

"Tell me, when the monster came and you saw the people fleeing in panic, what were you really thinking?!"

"Tell me, when Mr. Natsuki saved you, did you think of your past self?!"

"As a hero!"

Marshal Strick's words were like arrows released from a bow, piercing Raleigh's chest and seizing his beating heart, a heart waiting to be awakened.

Raleigh didn't turn around, but he closed his eyes.

All that flashed through my mind were images from the last mission.

The marshal's orders... the icy seawater... the heavy mechs... his own brother.

At that time, he ignored the marshal's orders and fought the monster head-on in order to save a fishing boat.

They repelled the monster's first wave of attacks, but suffered heavy casualties in the final sneak attack.

Because of his own decision, his brother was forever lost at sea.

The fighting spirit of mission and the guilt of the past erupted in his heart at the same time, pulling at his complex and contradictory inner world.

"Raleigh, we are already in the end times."

"In the face of disaster, we should take action and launch a counterattack against the enemy, rather than expecting a broken wall to protect everyone."

“Recently, I have integrated all the mechs I have, and there is one of them that you are more familiar with than anyone else.”

As he spoke, Marshal Steker's voice grew stronger.

"I have devised a plan, a plan to launch a counterattack against the pioneers, and I will use all my strength to achieve it!"

"Make your choice, Raleigh Beckett!"

"Will you die helplessly amidst the ruins of the Wall of Life, or will you slaughter the invaders in the flames of your mechs, leaving no survivors?"

The snowflakes falling from the sky seemed to tremble in response to his words.

The impassioned voice, carried by the wind and snow, reached Raleigh's ears.

He did not choose to lure them with generous rewards, nor did he choose to threaten them with power.

He simply described the current state of the world to Raleigh.

They have reached a dead end.

As the monsters grow stronger, all of humanity will eventually face extinction. This is not an exaggeration, but a bloody reality.

Now, they need to risk all their courage for a future where everyone can survive!

These words were like a heavy hammer blow, completely waking up Raleigh's fighting spirit!

He knew better than anyone else why he had joined the Hunter Program and stepped into the mech cockpit.

He couldn't rank at the top of his class academically, he didn't have outstanding physical abilities, and all he knew how to do was fight haphazardly.

He knew he wanted to protect something, just like his brother.

He knew that the world needed him, and that the world needed everyone to work together to save it.

He must take action.

Including my brother's share.

“I heard it.” Raleigh closed his eyes, exhaling white breath. Snowflakes drifted past him, bringing a cool touch, as if he were listening to the sound of the wind and snow.

Countless fragments flashed through my mind.

He slowly opened his eyes, turned around, and the cold snowflakes gradually melted on his skin, while his messy blond hair was constantly blown by the wind.

Those fleeting fragments, his memories... gradually transformed into his strength after his mindset shifted.

His gaze hardened at that moment, all his previous hesitation and confusion vanished, and he said, "I heard it, the roar of the mech engine."

Seeing the renewed fighting spirit on his face, Marshal Steker smiled with satisfaction.

He said softly, "Welcome back, Raleigh."

The base dispatched helicopters from the vicinity to meet them, which roared overhead and landed not far from them.

Seeing the helicopter door open, Field Marshal Stark said to the two men beside him, "Alright, gentlemen, come with me on this ride."

As he spoke, he walked towards the helicopter first.

Raleigh and Natsuki followed closely behind.

“Your marshal is a good man. It seems my time here on this mission will be quite interesting,” Xia Shu said, turning to Luo Li as she walked.

Through this series of remarks, Xia Shu could see that Marshal Stark was a person with great leadership skills and a certain status. Cooperating with such a person would probably make his investigation into the abnormal spacetime fluctuations much smoother.