The shining Shoko Toyokawa

The upper canopy of the fuselage is composed of a semicircular resin transparent disc, which provides a very wide field of vision. If there is a certain degree of protection and it can withstand rocks or cargo falling from a height, then this disc is perfect.

Su Shi thought that the reason why it was not designed to be open-top was probably because the Xianjuan Consortium had the idea of ​​using it as a space engineering machine.

Now, any company with a little bit of strength has set its sights on the big cake of the universe.

With the emergence of mobile suits and colony satellites, everyone knows that the universe is a blue ocean.

It doesn’t matter whether you have ideas and technologies that can develop into the universe, what is important is that investors think you have them.

Among this large number of uneven companies, Xianjuan Family can be said to stand out from the crowd.

It is said that a few years ago, they designed and manufactured a single-person flying armor called Michel.

Su Shi pushed the operating lever and carefully controlled the experimental machine to move forward.

The joystick and pedals are very light, and in quadruped mode, it is no more difficult than controlling an excavator or loader.

Then there is the bipedal mode. The so-called bipedal mode does not have any complicated deformation mechanism. It just stands up and uses the front and back four legs as two legs.

The difficulty of operating this mode suddenly increased, but for Su Shi, it was still acceptable.

She operated the experimental machine, entered the track of the gymnasium, and gradually increased her running speed. Although it looked a little funny, her running speed was not slow, equivalent to an ordinary person running at full speed.

This surprised Su Shi, as she had no expectations for the so-called experimental machine.

"Even though we lack a lot of materials and basic technology, can we achieve this level now?"

Then, there is the jet propulsion system, which is the most critical for space applications.

Su Shi readjusted to the four-legged mode and carefully activated the jet system. As the output gradually increased, the machine actually floated up.

There is a pedal specifically for controlling the jet output in this mode, a joystick on one side controls the hydraulic manipulator arm, and the other side links several jet engines to control the forward and reverse movement of the aircraft.

Su Shi did not dare to fly too high, but instead tested the maneuverability at a height of two or three meters above the ground. The control in this mode was unexpectedly simple.

The control is probably completed by electronic components similar to the flight control of drones. You only need to control the jet output and the direction you need to move forward. The flight control will interpret the instructions and distribute the output of each engine to achieve forward and backward movement and ascent and descent.

When the less than five minutes of hovering time was up, Su Shi could only marvel in his heart.

"It's hard to believe this machine is a replica of something made with modern materials and technology. The biggest flaw I can sense is that the automatic control system in bipedal mode is unreliable."

Although Kawakami Yuu was almost grinning, he still said modestly: "It still has a lot of room for improvement. Miss Nagasaki thinks it's good because of your excellent driving skills.

Most people can't even stand steadily in bipedal mode without a long period of training. We are considering whether to cancel the bipedal mode.

After all, if used in space, legs are just decorative, right? "

"Is there also an application scenario within the colony?" Su Shi was unsure. "Mr. Kawakami, please leave me your email address. I will organize my opinions and send them to your email."

"Then I'll leave it to Miss Nagasaki,"

Kawakami Yuu didn't take the experimental machine with him, saying that he would leave it here and assign someone to maintain it. Other newcomers would also test drive it to collect driving data and opinions. It could also be used for odd jobs here, such as moving parts for the Zaku.

After finishing work, Su Shi sat on the tram on his way home, his thoughts gradually drifting away. 'The world is adapting to the arrival of mobile suits and colonies. Perhaps it won't be long before humans can fly into space.'

She now has 50 yen in her bag, which is roughly equivalent to the income of an average high school student working part-time for half a year, but she earned it by running MS for a while.

Judging from the ordinary and reasonable level, Su Shi's future is probably relatively bright.

Whether you are making your debut in the entertainment industry as a celebrity or working in MS driving or development, your future is bright.

Some say that judging them is a waste of talent, and that is indeed the case.

They have no great political ambitions, nor do they consider what will happen a thousand years from now.

But sometimes, Su Shi still thinks——

What were they fighting for, and what should they do in the future?

"An urgent message," the TV in the train suddenly interrupted the advertisement for a secondary game. "A terrorist attack occurred at the Melozone Space Launch Center between 19 PM and 20 PM local time in Florida. Witnesses report that a significant number of MSs were involved in the attack.

The reason for the attack may be that, under the guise of launching a satellite, the American astronauts were launched into orbit, possibly to explore the colony.

Su Shi suddenly opened his eyes wide and stood up.

At this moment, her heart was in her throat. Aiyin was at that space launch center.

She took out her cell phone and called Aiyin, but the call was not connected.

In the past, it was usually Aine's assistant who answered the phone. The assistant would tell them about Aine's recent situation and what Aine would tell them.

It's not late at night in Florida yet, and the assistant didn't answer the phone. There is only one possibility, and that is information control.

As soon as the call was over, Su Shi's phone showed that there was an incoming call.

The caller was someone who had just been pulled out of Su Shi’s blacklist not long ago—

Wakaba Mutsu

With a bad premonition, Su Shi answered the phone.

"Su Shi, Xia Ya asked me to tell you that she will not die!"

There was a lot of noise on Mu's side, and someone was yelling at her to put down her phone.

As soon as she finished speaking, the call was disconnected with the sound of the phone falling to the ground.

On the other side, in the town closest to the island where the filming was taking place,

Miao Meng and Mu were pinned to the ground by someone who suddenly appeared.

"Who are you anyway? Watch out or I'll sue you for molestation!"

Miao Meng struggled hard, but after seeing the certificate handed to her, she immediately shut up.

That's the FBI.

…………

"Lixi! Run!"

At the live house where the performance had just ended, Deng suddenly grabbed Li Xi's hand and rushed onto the stage.

Of course, she was not going to sing a song of Spring Shadow on the stage, but to escape through the passage behind the stage.

But when they walked through the passage behind the stage and came to the preparation room, they immediately stopped.

Naomi Misora, wearing a black windbreaker, stood in the preparation room, looking at the two of them without saying a word.

Seven or eight people in plain clothes chased from the stage into the preparation room. Just as they were about to pin the two to the ground, Naomi Misora ​​reached out to stop them.

"Takamatsu-san, Shiina-san, please come with me..."

…………

In the tram, Su Shi looked at the passengers approaching him without saying a word.

These people have always been there.

It has always been in their ordinary and natural lives.

She thought about escaping, but her family and friends were all here. Where could she escape to?

Looking back, their ordinary and normal life was actually just a mirage from the very beginning.

And now, it's broken...

………………

“What do you think of Ave Mujica?”

In different inquiry rooms, this question is the first one asked to the girls.

Miao Meng said that she supported Ave Mujica just to get traffic.

Lenai said he didn't know.

"Ave Mujica's idea is very constructive, but it's too early for now" - Su Shi replied.

The light in front of Naomi Misora ​​remained silent.

"Things have finally turned out like this..."

She looked at the lamp with a complicated expression, "You knew from the beginning that it was Isabella who was burned to ashes that day, not Miss Toyokawa, right?

I know asking such questions is not constructive, what is important is what comes next.

What are you going to do next?"

Seeing that she was still silent, Naomi Misora ​​sighed and announced through the intercom: "Please invite them all to the conference room. I have something to discuss with them."

A few minutes later, six girls, including Lenai, were invited to the conference room.

Aside from Mu and Misora ​​Naomi, everyone kind of knew each other, so there was no need to introduce themselves in this situation.

After asking everyone else to leave, Naomi Misora ​​turned on the projector like a teacher.

The screen shows the world's largest pyramid, the Pyramid of Khufu, and the famous Sphinx.

There was also a super battleship docked between the two, with a height of nearly 100 meters. At this time, it was still late at night in Pharaoh's Kingdom. The bright moonlight was reflected on the magnificent buildings of mankind's past and the super battleship of the "future". The whole "picture" was magnificent and full of fantasy.

"White Trojan, it appeared around 5:00 AM, Zone 11 time. According to current intelligence, the battleship is in good condition, but has no crew."

"Huh?!" Li Xi frowned unhappily. "So, what does this have to do with us? You brought everyone here for no apparent reason, and you're making it like an interrogation. Who exactly are you..."

"Riki-chan," Suyo interrupted the black-haired girl, "Let Miss Misora ​​finish."

Li Xi folded his arms, leaned back in his chair and said nothing more.

"The current situation is very serious..."

Misora ​​Naomi's eyes were gloomy, "Not long ago, Jian launched an undeclared war on the Pharaohs, with the sword pointed directly at Cairo, and the purpose was obviously for this white wooden horse.

This is different from the current situation where sending a few astronauts to the International Space Station consumes hundreds or thousands of tons of fuel, the rocket can only be used once, and the spacecraft is extremely expensive.

After its weapon systems are removed and modified, this white wooden horse may be able to transport thousands of people to the colony at a time.

Moreover, it does not need to refuel in large quantities. Relying on its own Minovsky levitation device and thermonuclear propulsion engine, it can send tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of personnel and weapons to the colony in a short period of time and completely take it over.

This means that whoever obtains it will obtain the throne of future overlord.

Maybe... no, there's a high probability that it could even lead to a world war."

At this point, Naomi Misora ​​paused for quite a while, giving the girls time to think.

"So, Gundam pilots, help America capture the White Trojan Horse. That has nothing to do with Mutsu-chan and me. We'll be leaving now."

Miao Meng pulled Mu and tried to run away, but was forced back by the eyes of the people at the door. She could only sit back in her seat helplessly.

"America has already dispatched three aircraft carrier battle groups, and with the addition of a carrier battle group already in the Middle East, they are confident enough to capture the White Trojan Horse—"

If there was no Ave Mujica."

"Uh..." Miao Meng was speechless. The thing she was most worried about had really happened...

"So we have to deal with Ave Mujica?" Su Shi looked at Misora ​​Naomi coldly.

"right"

Misora ​​Naomi met her gaze calmly and nodded.

"Is the philosophy of Organization Y just a lie?"

"Yes, it's just a lie. If Ave Mujica ally with other powers and wants to rule the world with the banner of ideology, then you represent the 'free world'. Raise the flag of the free world and fight against Ave Mujica."

"One last question. Is Oblivionis from Ave Mujica an acquaintance of ours?" Su Shi smiled bitterly. "And she's also been in contact with Wakaba-san and Yutenji-san, right?"

Su Shi had been suspicious ever since she received Mu's call. "That's impossible! We can't possibly help you deal with Xia Ya-sang!"

"Who would do such a pathetic thing!" Li Xi's mind was in a mess. "By the way, are you mistaken? How could Xia Ya-san be Oblivionis?!

If she was Oblivionis, how could she possibly play house with us, puppets of the Atlantic Federation?!

Now, you're right, aren't you, Little Light?"

Under Li Xi's gaze, Deng lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Li Xi, Su Shi, I've been hiding this from you..."

This day has finally come, the time to judge her as a liar...

"I... never want to fly Penelope again! Please let me go, Miss Misora!" Deng grabbed his hair with both hands and said in pain, "I would rather die than fight her!"

"lamp…"

Li Xi looked at the small lamp and was at a loss for what to do.

"Lixi, Lixi, what's wrong? What happened?" Lenai tilted her head, looking a little confused. "Why do we have to fight Xia Ya-san?"

Li Xi's red eyes stared at Misora ​​Naomi. If looks could kill, Misora ​​Naomi would have been killed dozens of times.