Gundam EXARE

“More than just technology”

Aslan also heard those highly aggressive words. The pilot of the golden machine was a person who was very good at provoking others.

At this moment, the maintenance team said:

"Okay, it's open!"

A hole was sawed open in the Thunder's cockpit, and someone reached in and finally pulled the pilot out.

The kick that Jin Yiduan launched at the Thunder cockpit completely deformed the Thunder cockpit, and the internal display screen was damaged and flew out, covering Nicol.

"Nigel!"

"I'm fine, Aslan."

Nicol took off his helmet. As he said, the scenery only looked scary, and the driving suit was not completely defenseless.

"But Thunder"

Compared to the pilot, Xunlei was a complete corpse. Its head and limbs were smashed by the Golden Heretic's rifle, and the condition of the cockpit showed that the main body was not in good condition either.

Apart from Nicol which was not seriously injured, Xunlei was in a complete state of disrepair. This MS which had only been in use for one day met its end so soon.

Thinking of this, Nicol shook his head, and with a trace of fear still lingering, he spoke:

"Who is the pilot of that golden machine?"

It's not the fear of being almost shot down, but the fear of losing control of oneself.

Nicol was enraged by the enemy's words. If he had been calmer at the time, he could have continued to defend and retreat and wait for Aslan's support.

But he couldn't remain calm because the enemy was mocking his comrades, his colleagues, and his friends.

Unless you are really a clay figure, who can endure it calmly?

"The Earth Army has always used outdated mobile suits to fight us, so we don't know what level they will reach after piloting mobile suits."

What Nicol said was exactly what everyone was worried about. After all, he was an elite in red in the army, but when facing the enemy, he was like a powerless child.

If Xunlei didn't have the PS Armor, the beam shot out from the fire would have knocked him down.

"Athrun, that golden machine is dangerous."

There was no need for Nicol to emphasize this. Anyone who heard the inhumane words from the golden machine pilot would think he was a dangerous person.

Just as the two were silent, their captain Cruze came over and said:

"Aslan, there is a mission."

"A mission in this situation?"

Aslan was stunned for a moment, while Nigel thought more.

Both of them are here, but it’s Aslan who has the mission?

Cruze did not shy away from the question and said bluntly:

"Ms. Lacus Cline disappeared while visiting Junius 7 to offer condolences."

"what?!"

Chapter 17 Junius 7

In the maintenance room of the Archangel, the cockpit door of the Golden Heretic opened, and Rey left the machine without even wearing a pilot's suit.

He kicked off from the cockpit and sighed weakly:

"Ugh"

This expression was completely different from the mockery and evilness he had shown during the previous battle. After all, he was angry and vicious at that time, and released all his negative emotions towards the enemy.

Now that the battle was over, he began to think about the current situation again.

When you think about the current situation, can't you just sigh?

What's this?

Is it really impossible for him to escape from the battlefield?

Coincidentally, Mu Ye, who left the cockpit of the assault plane, had a helpless expression on his face.

Not to mention him, no one in the maintenance team in the maintenance room was happy. No one expected that such a famous fortress like Artemis would be taken down, and it was even the Earth Army's own MS that did the damage.

This fully demonstrates that bad things will only get worse.

"I'm speechless."

Mu, who was floating in a zero-gravity environment, couldn't help but complain.

"You think we went through a lot of mental struggle to prepare for leaking this information to the Eurasian Federation? But Artemis is gone, and I'm sure the data couldn't be sent back to the lunar headquarters."

The Eurasian Federation is not stupid, and it must do some face-saving projects.

The data obtained by Artemis cannot be sent directly to the lunar headquarters. If it is sent, wouldn’t it be like jumping in the face of the Atlantic Federation and saying, hahaha, did I steal your things?

In other words, the Archangel and the Strike have to get their data back by themselves, otherwise they will be doomed.

Rei couldn't find any resonance with Mu's expression of military consciousness. He had lost that thing long ago. Now he was more concerned about something else:

"Has the Archangel been resupplied in Artemis? What are the remaining water and food levels?"

Mu's outstretched hands explained everything, that is, he didn't get any supplies.

"I think so too."

Rey felt a headache. Artemis was collecting data here, so she didn't have the time to get supplies for you.

If we had two more days, we should have been able to resupply after Artemis had collected all the data. Unfortunately, this is just an if.

Rei recalled what Mu had said in Heliopolis before, and he couldn't help but say:

"Just like you said, that Cruze is really a lunatic."

It cannot be viewed with common sense at all.

"right."

Mu rubbed his brows. He knew very well how dangerous Cruze was and how he could not be treated according to common sense.

Let’s put Cruze aside for now. The problem facing the Archangel is the future route.

"Now it seems we can only go to Junius 7."

"Unless there's a giant water balloon and a giant hamburger floating in space, there's no other choice."

Rei responded half-jokingly, and then Mu immediately showed an uncomfortable expression.

"Even if there really was a burger bigger than the Archangel waiting for me out there, I wouldn't eat it!"

Who can eat this kind of greasy food every day?

"what."

With Rei's brief laughter, the originally gloomy atmosphere became a little lighter.

The two left the maintenance room together, but they were going in different directions.

Mu was going to the bridge to talk to the captain and the others about Junius 7, while Ray was looking for Kira and the others.

Bad luck is everywhere.

Rey felt that the bad luck he had suffered in the past 24 hours might be more than that of his entire life, so he pulled the handle on the wall of the passage and moved forward.

Ok

What should I say at this time?

We meet again, no, no.

I guess the students don’t want to see him again at all.

Hi, no, no.

It sounded too frivolous and didn't suit their mood.

Sorry, it's not my fault.

It wasn't me who asked ZAFT to attack Artemis.

While thinking about it, Ray suddenly felt his body shake, and then he fell forward.

The handle on the wall stopped at the corner, but Rei didn't notice it. He fell over again and stopped after leaning his back against another wall.

But this time it was okay, after all, he could reach out and touch the floor to push himself out.

Before he could do so, a voice reached his ears:

"Uh"

What you see are legs, and I have to say that at least the trouser legs of this group of men are really an eyesore.

"Why are you like this every time I see you?"

Although it was hard to understand it backwards, Ray felt that Sai's expression was probably a wry smile.

"Could you please help me get back on track this time?"

Rei flirted backwards, and about thirty seconds later, he was at the same angle as the others again.

"Um"

Rei didn't know how to start for a moment.

"What bad luck."

He couldn't think of anything else to say except this sentence. Comforting others is a technical job, but unfortunately Rey's skills in this area are not very good.

Hearing this, Mirialia smiled bitterly and replied:

“There’s nothing I can do about it.”

She was much calmer than before.

"It can only be said that the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar."

Just as Mirialia said, they actually felt more at ease on the Archangel.

"When the warning sounded over there, we subconsciously wanted to find the Archangel. Then, when we were running around, we met Mr. Maddock, and we were brought here together."

At that time, they really turned around and ran, with no intention of boarding the transport ship.

"There's nothing we can do. That transport ship doesn't look as sturdy as the Archangel."

Thor expressed everyone's thoughts, that in their hearts, the Archangel was actually safer.

Hearing this, a word came to Rei's mind:

Isn't this Stockholm syndrome?

In this high-pressure environment, the students became attached to and trusted the Archangel that forced them to board.

Rei had the urge to scratch his head, not knowing whether he should point out the unhealthy nature of this mentality or just let it go.

It’s better to leave it alone for now.

At least this trust can make students obedient instead of taking impulsive actions on their own.

"By the way, Mr. Ray, do you want to have dinner with us?"

Sai's invitation brought Ray back to his senses. He nodded in agreement and said:

"Just call me Rei. After all, I'm not much older than you. I'm only twenty years old."

In this world, he was twenty years old and went to work at Shuguang Society after graduating from high school.

"What? Twenty?"

Mirialia exclaimed, there was a strange sense of decadence about Rei.

"Isn't it similar?"

Rei touched his chin, where no stubble had yet grown.

"By the way, is there a razor on this Archangel? Maybe in a week I won't look twenty anymore."

"I don't think razors should be a priority."

"If there were only men on this boat, I wouldn't bother thinking about this, but aren't there girls on this boat worth pursuing?"