Chapter 398 Aslan's Struggle

ZAFT's headquarters.

Patrick stood in front of his desk, looking gloomily at the audio and video materials just sent by the Intelligence Department.

The anger in his eyes almost burst out.

"Damn it, these damn natural people, damn traitors!" He slammed his fist on the table, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"Father, what's going on?"

Aslan, who was standing by, felt his heart tighten when he saw his father so angry.

"Look for yourself!" Patrick did not answer directly, but handed the tablet over with a cold voice.

Aslan took the tablet and a shocking scene was playing on the screen - on the surface of the moon, a huge mushroom cloud slowly rose, and the light of the nuclear explosion was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The surrounding buildings and facilities were destroyed in an instant and turned into ruins.

"How...how is this possible? Could it be that...the neutron jammers we spread out have failed? "

Aslan's face turned pale instantly, his fingers trembled slightly, he stared at the screen in disbelief, the sound almost squeezed out of his throat.

"That's right, a nuclear explosion occurred at the lunar base!" Patrick grabbed Aslan's shoulders with both hands, "It must be those traitors who leaked the information about the anti-neutron jammer!"

"..."

Patrick loosened his hand at the speechless Aslan, turned his back and said in a cold voice: "Fortunately, fate is on our side, allowing us to notice the problem in time."

"But those natural people actually dared to use nuclear weapons again. This is absolutely unforgivable!"

"Otherwise, they will not only destroy our satellites, but also kill countless of our innocent compatriots again!..."

Aslan's mind was in a turmoil, and he was not only not paying any attention to what his father was saying.

It is even more incomprehensible.

Why would a natural person choose to manufacture nuclear weapons again at this time?

Have they really gone crazy to this extent?

"Father, could this be a misunderstanding? Or some kind of accident?" Aslan tried to find a reasonable explanation.

But Patrick's eyes made him shut up instantly.

"You are too naive, Aslan!" He sneered, his voice full of sarcasm: "Misunderstanding? This is a long-planned conspiracy! Those natural people have never given up their hostility towards us!"

"As for the accident, that may be true. We should thank the person who accidentally caused the nuclear bomb to explode."

"..."

Aslan was silent again.

He knew that his father was right. The contradiction between natural persons and regulators was already deeply rooted and even irreconcilable.

But he still couldn't accept that the war was about to develop into a nuclear strike.

Aslan asked weakly, "Father, what should we do next?"

"What can we do?" Patrick looked at Aslan with his eyes wide open and cursed: "What else can we do? Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"

"Since they have chosen war, we will fight them back with war and continue to fight them to the end!"

"We must make those natural persons who think they are who they are pay the price they deserve!..."

Aslan's heart sank.

He knew what his father's words meant.

The war will inevitably escalate again, and more lives will be lost in this endless conflict.

Perhaps only by ending the war as soon as possible, as his father said, can we avoid more sacrifices.

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