Legend of Infinite Mecha

"From the impact of the body, the output should be 6 times as high as FLAG." Billy said.

The two of them did not rush to start the study of the body that night, but returned to the base quickly to avoid being suspected.

"Needless to say, the maneuverability is even more amazing." Graham leaned on the railing.

As if suddenly remembering something, Billy turned around and said with a smile: "I confirmed it through the battle data, sure enough. The reason for that mobility is—"

"That light particle?" Graham read the meaning of his best friend. Completed the words, "Then the radar and sensors can't find them because of this reason-in addition to stealth performance, it can also be used for body control,"

"I'm afraid it can still be used on weapons." An old man walked into the hangar.

"Professor Leif Elfman!" Billy rushed forward in surprise-finally stopped by the railing.

"It's really terrifying technology." Elfman sighed. "If we have technology that is decades ahead of us, I really want to get one-this kind of machine called Gundam."

Billy and Graham looked at each other and laughed.

"Same sympathy-for this I hope you can make some adjustments to this machine."

"What about the load on the driver?" Eifman asked.

"It can be ignored-just hope that the transformation time can be shortened within a week."

Well, with the anti-G ability of the empty angel's driving suit, the burden of the driver can indeed be ignored to a large extent.

"Oh? What a fool." Professor Eifman complained, but his eyes were full of energy.

"Don't be tough, but you can't get a Gundam." Graham replied.

"But before that we want to show you something" Billy took out his terminal.

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"South Africa?"

"I'm afraid it is necessary to intervene in the civil war caused by the mining rights of mineral resources."

Li Angel didn't even use his own GN sniper rifle, just shot with the GN pistol in his hand.

The resistance here is actually too weak, only construction machinery equipped with artillery for self-defense - and the bullets of those weapons can be said to be completely innocent to the Gundam armor.

Lok Ang put his hand behind him and stretched.

"It feels really bad. It's like bullying."

You don't even need your own sniper, just relying on the lock of the body's firearm system is enough to complete the shooting-no difficulty at all, a one-sided advantage.

"Really, hurry up and disarm"

The beams of GN particles fell around the small operational MS, and finally realized that the opponent did not want to kill themselves, the MSs dropped their weapons one after another. Leave separately.

"Escape, escape." Hello reminded.

"Finally, it's quite clever." Lok Ang breathed a sigh of relief.

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"Don't go." Elfman prevented Graham from sitting on the body.

"Why? There is a machine in Taribia, you can get there from here!"

"I hate drugs and the like-if I can burn them all out, I will support Gundam." Elfman said.

"drug?"

"They want to eliminate the source of the dispute!"

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The main angel Gundam changed into a new weapon cabinet and toured over the jungle of Taribia.

"The tour time reaches thirty minutes, and the warning is over." Alleluia clasped the joystick with both hands. There was a hint of anger in his tone. "Kyrios, start combat operations now."

The lower part of the weapon cabinet opened, revealing the incendiary bomb in it.

The ammunition was thrown into the field below, immediately creating a sea of ​​flames-there. It is the planting ground for the raw materials of drugs.

In a small village on the edge of a field, the villagers looked at the sea of ​​fire with a look of surprise.

Originally, they were also ordinary farmers.

Because of the huge benefits that this kind of plant can bring, they have chosen this sinful behavior deludedly.

They did not expect that at this moment, they were actually sanctioned.

The main angel flew away from the scene.

"The goal achievement rate is 98%. Lord Angel, the mission is over."

If it's something like sanctions for crimes. I can do it anytime. Alleluia thought so and smiled slightly.

I just don't know why. There was a hint of madness in his tone.

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Shaci Crossrod is a college student living in Tokyo, a special economic zone in Japan. The major is the Faculty of Engineering. I live with my sister in a high-rise apartment near the roundabout. He will be responsible for making appointments with her sister. This apartment was bought with the insurance money of the deceased parents, and lived the same life as ordinary people with the money earned by my sister’s work on the TV station. But Shaci himself felt guilty about this incident. He used his own ability to fight for a school scholarship to pay tuition fees.

Sha Ci thinks that he is not a hard-study student, and being like an ordinary person is the best evaluation of him.

In the corridor on the twenty-fifth floor of the apartment building, Sha Ci sighed while playing with the key on the door.

"It's a headache..."

Even standing in front of the corridor of the house cannot get rid of the gloomy mood.

It is not that he hates going home, but he is having a headache for the paper to be submitted tomorrow.

The homework paper left in the history class today. Something about the ongoing terrorist attacks in a certain area of ​​Ireland for four centuries, the origin seems to be the conflict between Catholicism and Protestantism in the Christian faith area, I remember that the teacher seemed to have mentioned it in class. What is the name of the terrorist organization RealIRA.

Because Sha Ci is a student in the Faculty of Engineering, and science is his specialty, but the liberal arts are in a mess. He often complains about "What history do science students learn?", but history is one of the required courses in the school. Even complaining is of no avail.

Ask your sister for help when you encounter a problem. While thinking about this, Sha Ci was preparing to insert the key into the door lock.

He saw the figure of a teenager standing in front of the empty room next door, taking out the key and preparing to open the door.

"That... are you new to move here?"

Sha Ci asked.

The boy turned his head. It's a boy with a hanging eye. The age seems to be a few years younger than Sha Ci.

"My name is Shazi Crossrod, and I live here with my sister."

Sha Ci pointed to the door of the room.

"...Setsana·F·Qingying..."

The boy answered in a low voice.

"Qingying...? Strange surname, please..."

Sha Ci's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally lost his voice. The boy opened the room and went in without looking back.