Great, we're doomed now!

I can't speak for others, but as far as I know, each of the Seven Star Knights longs to save humanity from the apocalypse as soon as possible!

Once I'm in Sydney, I'll introduce you to the Oceania consortium—”

“There’s no rush,” Ye Shou interrupted him. “I have no intention of joining the Allied Army, at least not as a soldier.”

“Of course you can’t be an ordinary soldier.” Agnukka frowned. “Your rank is definitely above mine… Do you have any concerns?”

"Honestly, what do you think of the Human Alliance's reaction speed and efficiency?"

"Forehead……"

Agnica's words are blocked.

Efficiency? That's certainly not impressive.

The so-called Human Alliance, whose predecessors were originally scattered by M·A, had to unite under immense survival pressure, but this did not mean that they could cooperate seamlessly—they had been attacking each other for several years before that!

For example, isn't this act of exposing Project Solomon and attempting to destroy the G series a typical example of internal strife?

Agunica is a war hero with high prestige in the army, but he is less adept at politics. He can only ensure that his own organization maintains the same ideology, but it is hard to say what would happen if it were to be extended to the entire faction.

"Within the system, you will be restricted in whatever you want to do. Even if you have the latest mechs, if the command is too stupid, even the sharpest sword will break."

Ye Shou shook his head: "Besides, I can't stand being restrained."

“…I understand.” Agnukka’s expression was serious. “So you mean we should break away from the Allied Forces and form an independent force without factions?”

Ye Shou glanced at him in surprise, because this was the same form of existence as "Doomsday Horn - Gjarrhorn". It seemed that this idea had been brewing in Agnica's mind for a long time, and he would have put it into action sooner or later even without Ye Shou's interference.

It's normal. As the saying goes, times create heroes. In the great wave of life, besides the scourge, there will always be a batch of idealists emerging. Agunica is just one of the representative ones.

"We must establish a mobile force that is free from control, free from political interference, and prioritizes strategic objectives above all else."

Ye Shou said seriously, "Using the [Gundam] as the main mobile suit, each Gundam is equipped with three [Valkyrie] mobile suits as a basic combat unit. In addition, there are also auxiliary forces composed of mobile engineers and ordinary mobile suits."

If we are to advance into space in the future, space vehicles will be indispensable.

"With the Four Continents like this, it's difficult for one or two conglomerates to support it alone; we need to acquire sufficient resources." Agnica pondered, "What if it's a national-level power..."

Ideally, we should be able to make the decisions ourselves.

Ye Shou turned to look at the bloated but promising city in the distance, his gaze becoming profound.

He spared the military police during the battle, but that doesn't mean he truly intended to use "love" to influence the world; different approaches should be used to deal with different targets.

Politicians don't believe in love and justice, and Ye Shou doesn't have the time or energy to win them over one by one. He'd rather spend that time getting closer to [Bayeli].

In fact, killing or controlling high-ranking officials was not a difficult task for him—at least easier than dealing with M.A.

An incompetent boss? I don't even have a boss, how can you be effective?!

If Ye Shou becomes "No.1", then with the support of certain special effects, the work efficiency of his subordinates will also improve. Expanding this to the city level will optimize and enhance social productivity, giving him more resources to change the world situation.

However, before taking action, they must have their own team to ensure they can take over the positions left by the higher-ups; otherwise, they will only plunge the already chaotic Allied forces into even greater chaos.

After all, it's only for one year. Spreading things out too much would make it difficult to control. Having one city as a base is enough.

"Nika," Ye Shou called her affectionately by her nickname, "Have you ever thought about advancing your political career?"

"what?"

Seeing his surprised expression, Ye Shou smiled and shook his head.

The main timeline of "Iron Blood" is three hundred years later, when Agnica, the founder of the Doomsday Horn, has become a symbolic figure, and his image has been consciously deified.

However, a closer examination reveals that Agnica left no political legacy. Even "Gundam" and "M·A" became unknown secrets, and the entire history of the Calamity War was deliberately obscured.

Even the direct descendants of great noble families did not know the true function of Alaya consciousness.

This looks completely abnormal!

Three hundred years is a long time. Even in ancient times, with the changing of dynasties, people would not be so confused about the elite troops and hostile races of the previous dynasty.

Moreover, since civilizations have not been interrupted, it is impossible for information not to be preserved in the interstellar era, which means that history has been consciously altered.

Only a guilty person would do that.

The first generation of the later "Seven Stars Family" was also a Gundam pilot, and even one of the ace pilots. Logically speaking, later generations should have publicized and praised his great achievements.

But three hundred years later, the Alaya-vijnana system, essential for every Gundam pilot, has become a source of discrimination, even a symbol of slavery (the prohibition of human trafficking)...

It inexplicably gives you the feeling that you lock the doors after getting into the car!

This provides a glimpse into the process of Galarhorn's downfall.

Therefore, although Agnica was a great man, his true fate in the original timeline is hard to say.

I wonder to what extent my appearance will distort his fate—Ye Shou thought irresponsibly.

Suddenly, he felt something, looked up at the sky, and squinted at it for a while while shielding his eyes with his hand.

"By the way, I heard that the war caused great damage to the natural environment?"

“Hmm? Yeah.” Agnica looked up and said subconsciously, “It was pretty serious. I have a friend from East Asia who said that the climate changed erratically in those two years, like he was having a fit of madness. Cockroaches from the south even migrated to the north en masse, which was jokingly called the ‘Bruman Invasion’… What, did you see anything?”

"Nothing, I'm just a little curious."

Ye Shou stroked his chin: "Is it normal to see the aurora at low latitudes?"

"Aurora?" Agnica looked up in confusion. "What aurora... hiss!"

It was dusk, and in the hazy yellow sky, high above the clouds, streaks of beautiful, seven-colored light were slowly outlined like the veils of fairies, gradually filling half of the sky.

Agnukka's pupils constricted: "This is..."

Before he could finish speaking, specks of white light fell from the sky, and streaks of fire ignited in the atmosphere. In an instant, stars rained down!

The next moment, piercing air raid sirens blared throughout Sydney, beams of light shot out from the ground, and two opposing streams of light intertwined in the sky, followed by a cacophony of explosions.

boom!

A fiery meteor struck the ground, destroying a house. Then, pieces of armor flew out from the smoke, and a series of gray-black mechs resembling arthropods rushed out!

Chapter 173 Bayeli! Bayeli! Bayeli!

The small-sized Blueman is an unmanned auxiliary force of the large M·A. Its individual combat power cannot be compared with that of mobile suits, but its compact size and flexible mobility make it highly efficient in carrying out infiltration, reconnaissance and resource collection missions. Furthermore, its beam weapons can easily slaughter light infantry and ordinary civilians.

Due to its size limitations, it was not equipped with the Yahab reactor. Instead, it absorbed microwave energy released by M·A through a receiver on the top layer of its head armor.

This determines its range of activity, and also means that as long as it appears on the battlefield, there must be at least one large M·A within a radius of 20 kilometers.

If thousands of Blueman microwave ovens were deployed to the battlefield, their microwave energies would become entangled and could even create large-scale supernatural phenomena in the ionosphere—like the beautiful aurora borealis over Sydney right now!

M·A follows the logic of war that prioritizes efficiency. It does not rely on ingenious strategies that are linked together one after another. Instead, it uses continuous calculations and a series of optimized numbers to bring the cruelest judgment upon humanity!

Using Bruman to create chaos, destroy factories and government agencies, and paralyze the military's command system, M·A will then breach the weakened air defenses and be deployed by the space carrier to a designated battlefield, where a one-sided massacre will begin.

This is the most common tactic, but also the most unsolvable.

Clearly, even as a military stronghold, Sydney is not so extravagant as to coat civilian homes with nano-armor. Bruman walked through the streets and bridges, indiscriminately slaughtering people he encountered, and burning down public facilities such as hospitals, police stations, and schools.

Before the large aircraft were airdropped, they had limited energy reserves, but before they ran out, they were enough to turn Sydney into a sea of ​​fire!

This meteor shower of steel set the city ablaze in a very short time—and this is no metaphor.

The thick smoke stretched out in one direction, accumulating various harmful substances and flammable materials. Its crimson appearance resembled the embers of firewood; a single spark could ignite the entire cloud, which would then rapidly burn to ashes in the raging flames, falling as despairing ash.

When a building collapses, the cries and wails of humanity become worthless, the cheapest things in the world.

Countless moving stories are unfolding at this moment: perhaps a mother who gives up her chance to escape to her child, perhaps a soldier who sacrifices himself to protect the people, perhaps an elderly couple who quietly await death... but all of this is meaningless.

Because cold steel cannot comprehend the joys and sorrows of flesh and blood, to them, regardless of appearance or inner nature, regardless of blood or bone, humans will eventually turn to ashes, mixed with other substances, and will be no different from anything else.

Even when God burned Sodom, there might not have been such a shocking scene.

This is not the first time this has happened.

As for whether this will be the last time...

Agnica almost bit her lip until it bled:

At this moment, he was powerless!

Originally, because of the success of the G series and the "arrival" of Ye Shou, he believed that humanity could see the dawn, and he felt extremely joyful and began to look forward to a better tomorrow.

But even the brightest future cannot change the harsh reality.

Gundams need to be built, armies need to be trained, and resources need to be accumulated—all of these depend on time!

These measures won't save Sydney today!

"No, this won't do... Lord Kuse, in this situation, we can only prioritize your safety and that of the Gundam frame—Lord Kuse?"

Agunica was surprised to find that Ye Shou had left the truck and appeared on the shoulder of the red Valkyrie's body at some point.

"Lord Kuze, do you intend to launch an attack? But even if it were you..."

Ye Shou acted as if he hadn't heard his call, quietly observing the MS team.

"How is this possible... Captain, Captain! What should we do?"

The escort team's MS array was thrown into chaos, with many team members' families in the attack area, making it impossible for them to continue their mission.

The captain clenched his fist and said unwillingly, "But soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders, and besides, the Gundam frame we are escorting may very well... create a special forces unit that is no less capable than M·A in a head-on confrontation."

"Carrying out this mission, escorting Team 4 to base, is far more meaningful than throwing a few more mobile suits into the chaos."

That being said, the team members found it difficult to see things from a completely objective perspective. They only knew that M·A left nothing but devastation in her wake, and their families were among those devastation…

"team leader!"

"Aren't you worried about your wife and children?"

"Shut up!"

The captain roared, and the communication channel fell completely silent, but only he knew the true feelings behind it.

"Alright, on my command, the convoy continues—"

"On my orders, the convoy will split into two parts. Those without family members in the occupied area will escort non-combat personnel to the base and ensure their safety."

The rest of you, though burdened with military orders, are no longer bound by them and have the right to make your own decisions.

Ye Shou stood on the aircraft and shouted loudly to everyone, his voice also reaching every cockpit through the channel.

He held no official position, but everyone in the convoy obeyed and listened quietly, an atmosphere that also influenced the welcoming personnel and the MS squad.

Moreover, in times like these, those who are willing to step forward always gain the trust of others, so even though it was the first time many people had heard him speak, they felt as if they had found a pillar of support.