The 21st Century of the Gangsters Everywhere

After pondering for a while on the sofa, under the ups and downs, Patrick, who had come out of hatred, felt that although this road was not easy to take, it was still better than the current road of race wars except for one side's death.

But this is just an idea, and it still needs the cooperation of many people. For example, the Klein faction, the East Asian Republic, when necessary, also need to pull in Orb or the Scandinavian Republic.

After clarifying the pros and cons a little bit, Patrick contacted Siegel through a secret line, and the two got together and began to formulate a plan.

"Long time no see, Aslan." At Klein's house, Lux welcomed Aslan in with a tired face.

"It doesn't seem to be long... Lux."

"You look tired? Did the military meeting stay overnight? It's really hard work..." Lux hasn't paid much attention to other things recently. As for Aslan, she only knows about him and his friends. After they arrived yesterday afternoon, they were dragged away to the meeting by the military. As for the others, Lux hasn't paid attention yet.

But looking at Aslan's appearance that he could barely open his eyes with the physical strength of an adjuster, he was probably exhausted after working all night.

"No... I chatted with my father all night." Aslan yawned uncontrollably.

"Eh?" You actually have the guts and the topic to chat with your father all night? Lux blinked and looked at Aslan cutely.

"It's mainly about the Archangel of the Earth Army and the person who disturbed ZAFT's footsteps." Although there was only one sentence, Aslan's mouth floated several times before he finished speaking. "Although I'm sorry, I came here today to talk about that ship and that person."

"..." Lux remained calm. "Then, come to the garden and sit a little more comfortable. There is also a rest room over there. If you can't stand it, take a nap first."

"Thank you..." Aslan yawned again.

Then, after a few minutes of chatting, Aslan fell asleep on the table.

Seeing this, Lux smiled and asked someone to carry Aslan into the room to sleep.

"Li Ping, Kira Yamato, Mu La Flagg, Mathi Ramias, Natal Bajilulu, Kojiro Maddock." After carrying Aslan away , Lux took out the information on the above six people and continued to study. "And, Aslan Sara."

But let Aslan, the noble boy who seems to have perfect obsessive-compulsive disorder, show such an expression. It seems that Uncle Patrick squeezed Aslan's energy a lot yesterday.

When Lux was on the Archangel, she listened to Kira a lot about Aslan's childhood, and also, she also listened to Kira's words, the rude and sleepy talk of the Earth Army officer named Li Ping.

What red multi-knife 2887...

What a straight man of steel...

Any pink cut is black...

Who knows what you said...

Although the first and last ones don't know what they mean, the third one doesn't even admit to killing them, and the second one is really appropriate.

Aslan is one of those types, full of aristocracy, a bit of chivalry, a bit of idealism, a bit of perfect obsessive-compulsive disorder, thinking more than doing, and looking like a straight man of steel.

On his sixth birthday, he praised the cuteness of the Hallo made by Aslan, and then he gave himself a different color of Hallo every birthday...

And, having said that, Yitzhak mentioned that Aslan's room is full of photos of boys, of which Kira seems to have three or four at most. He clearly has a marriage contract with him, although it is a political marriage, he said, But I don't even have a photo of myself.

Oh, by the way, he also gave Kira a mechanical bird called "Bird (Tori, which has amazing performance. It can fly in no-gravity space and air-free space, and can automatically find Kira's position, read Take people's emotions...

Considering these things, sometimes Lux thinks, these two people are childhood sweethearts and CPs, right?

Thinking about it, a playful smile appeared on Lux's face.

In the lounge of the sun room not far away, Aslan, who was sleeping on the bed, shivered uncontrollably.

"I thought I was going to die..." On the second night after entering Hong Kong, Li Ping woke up in the ward of the Archangel.

"Oh, you're awake." The doctor heard the voice and got up and walked over. "Your physique is really strong..."

"Eh?"

"Excessive blood loss, concussion, minor intracranial hemorrhage, internal hemorrhage in multiple internal organs... Not only did he not die from such a serious injury, but he was in a coma for only 30 hours. Even the adjuster is not so exaggerated..." The doctor said first. I observed the parameters displayed by the instrument, and then carefully observed Li Ping's physiological characteristics through my own method.

Finally, he used other instruments to test Li Ping's internal organs.

"The internal organs are basically healed. Do you feel nausea and headache now?"

Li Ping shook his head, feeling weak now, oh and a little hungry.

"I don't have any symptoms of a concussion either... You'll be fully recovered in five or six days. Most people probably have to lie down for a month or two. I've been eating lightly recently, and I've eaten a little less. I'll give you nutrient solution for nutritional problems. Come and solve it. Hurry up and heal the wound. Although it is hard to tell, this ship still counts on your protection."

"What's so hard to tell. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Li Ping sat up clutching his wound. "This is the job of our fighters. Where are we now, by the way?"

"Supply and repair at the port of Mumbai. It is said that in the last battle, the damage rate of the external equipment of the Archangel reached an astonishing 40%, the Aegis was broken, and Lieutenant Colonel Flagg's Air Overlord was also damaged. Because of this, many parts need to be replaced." After the doctor checked, he registered the relevant data in the computer.

A week later, the repaired Archangel left the port of Mumbai and headed towards the Straits of Malacca, ready to go to Orb.

"Okay, Miss." When Li Ping and Kira were optimizing the OS of Aegis according to Li Ping's driving habits, he heard the voice below. Kira and Li Ping looked at each other and stuck their heads out to look at the place where the voice came from.

It's Cagalli playing... using the Airmaster simulator to test the skills of flying a fighter jet.

It is the skill of an ace pilot, although it is still a little immature.

"So next time, I'll drive the No. 2 plane and serve as your wingman?" Cagalli looked at Flagg, who had been standing behind her for a while.

"Don't even think about it." Flagg refused. If you don't know your identity, you can let you mess around with it. Anyway, after you get involved, the coalition army will be able to calm you down. But knowing the identity of this little girl, it would be all trouble to let her mess around.

"You!" Cagalli turned back suddenly and looked at Flagg angrily.

"Look, this is the reason." Flagg pointed to the picture of the simulator being shot down. "You are too easily influenced by the outside world. If the other driver interferes with you like I did just now, you will be shot down."

"..." Cagalli looked at Flagg dully. What he said made sense, but she couldn't refute it.

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