The tiny drumsticks kept knocking on the operating table in front of them as they waved their hands boldly, freely, and as they pleased.

Io Fleming,

The young pilot, born in SIDE4, of Moore, a space colonial satellite, has been nearly eight years since he was ordered to be dispatched and joined the 17th Independence Fleet after the end of the war.

During these eight years, his MS driving technology was recognized by all senior generals from the 17th Independent Fleet, including Lamba Lar, and finally obtained a new MS built separately with brand new technology, RX-107 full armored mental power Gundam.

From the literal meaning, it is not difficult to find that the manufacturing technology of this brand new Gundam comes from the technology contained in the spiritual power of Zhagu developed by Zeon in the Thunder Universe.

Of course, the current technology is already a very different difference from the one eight years ago when it was necessary to cut off the pilot's limbs and install a special prosthesis to drive the body.

A more excellent mental dynamic monitoring system, more sensitive and clear brain waves and neural analysis units, etc., these new technologies that have continuously made new breakthroughs since the 0083 Dilaz Rebellion quickly repaired the technical defects of mental power Zagu.

therefore,

Now Major Io Fleming has a brand new and powerful new Gundam, and the price he paid to drive this monster-like MS is nothing more than to shoot the bio-wave sensor into the key subcutaneous part and wear a special pilot suit.

Although the process of injecting the bio-radio sensor is not pleasant, it is much better than the current pilot of the Zaku MKII, which stands opposite the full armor mental power up to the psychic power of the Zaku MKII.

Io, who was swaying his body gently at the rhythm and waving the drumsticks as he pleased, fell his eyes at the feet of the mental power Zagu MKII.

There, a young man with broken limbs was helped out by a woman in a pink space suit.

The woman lit up her feet and the two flew towards the cockpit of the mentally powerful Zaku MKII under a state of slight gravity.

As the two of them entered, a soft and relaxed song shook the air and reached Io's ears.

Io frowned slightly, waved his hands, and threw the drumstick away, and turned on the communicator and gave him a regular mockery at the right time.

"Hey! Why is the one on the opposite side still the same way! She has a bad taste as always."

"What song I like to listen to has nothing to do with me." With the help of the woman, the young man with broken limbs inserted one by one into the four prosthetic slots arranged around the driver's seat.

"Daril. How does it feel? If you have the current mental power Zagu MKII, it should have improved a little bit with your nerve response."

A strand of burgundy hair floated out mischievously from behind the helmet, rippling in front of the woman's eyes, while covering up the woman's twinkling worried eyes.

The young man smiled, shook his head and said, "It's okay! Just now this guy told me that it is in very good condition. Moreover, it wants to say thank you to Kara."

The woman was slightly stunned and looked at the young man whose prosthetic limb was fixed to the driver's seat with a little anger.

"Everyone is going to attack! Still saying these words!"

"Haha! It is precisely because of the attack that we say these words! Kara, don't worry! Whether it is me or the mental power Zagu MKII, they have the confidence to defeat the enemy. Even if it is the strongest enemy our 17th Independent Fleet has encountered since 0083."

Under the persuasion of the young man and the numerous guarantees, the woman in pink space suit, that is, designed, manufactured and improved her mental power Zagu and her subsequent various bodies, Professor Kara Mitchum reluctantly left the cockpit and silently stared at the cockpit door closed by the young man, Darryl Lorentz.

"Hey! I didn't expect that you, who have such a poor music taste, can still coax girls so well! You are really the pilot of the crazy Zhagu."

The moment the surveillance screen illuminated throughout the week, Eo's avatar appeared in front of Daryl.

Daryl was unmoved and even replied casually.

"Now, Major Io, the body you are driving is also full of armored neurotic Gundam. I wonder what Major Io is dissatisfied with?"

Io was slightly stunned and found that he had dug a small hole for himself without even notice.

At this moment, communication from the bridge directly occupied all communication channels.

"All MS pilots are concerned! I am Lamba Lar. Now who is the strong enemy facing our 17th Independent Fleet? I believe everyone already knows it! Then, I will no longer talk too much nonsense!"

"There is only one order from me, kill her!"

Eo and Daryl looked at Lamba's avatar and replied in unison: "Yes!"

The attack order has been issued. The two men who quarreled according to the convention did not continue, but chose to follow the instructions to complete all attack procedures and rush out of space.

In a blink of an eye, the full armored mental power Gundam and the mental power Zagu MKII rushed into the space that was obviously becoming lively.

Looking around, the MS troops that the 17th Independence Fleet, which had first entered the battlefield, had already fought with the enemy and were having a lot of fun.

"Tsk tsk! I thought it was just a big guy, but I didn't expect that this big guy would have the same trick as the dark Jim we encountered before."

Io was amazed at the black light body that was constantly destroyed by the MS troops and constantly split out from the huge figure that was a hundred meters high.

"Now it seems that our enemy always has one, that is a variant. Take action!" Darryl thought, and his mental power, Zaku MKII, immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed into the battlefield.

Moreover, the moment when the mental power Zagu MKII rushed into the battlefield, the backpack system it equipped immediately sent two three-in-one rocket launchers loaded on it to the mental power Zagu MKII.

Darryl's eyes moved, locked the target, fired, and completed it in one go.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

“···”

In a blink of an eye, while the two three-in-one rocket launchers were all equipped with emptied all the ammunition, Daryl thought and his mental power, Zaku MKII discarded the cleared rocket launcher and replaced it with the beam rocket launcher sent by the backpack assisted robot arm.

“BOOM!”

At this moment, the moment the rocket launcher dragging a long tail smoke hit the target, the thick smoke caused by the huge explosion immediately submerged the mental power of Zagu MKII, which was still in a rapid sprint state.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a tremor spread to the cockpit of the mental power Zagu MKII, which also made Darryl, whose nerves in the body were already integrated with the mental power Zagu MKII, frowned slightly.

"If you don't pay attention to the surrounding situation, you will plunge into the thick smoke. Is this still the style of the King of Descent?"

The smoke dissipated, and Eo's voice came.

At the same time, the full armored mental power with four shields quickly flew past the mental power Zagu MKII.

Moreover, not far from the left side of the full armored mental power, there were two black lights that quickly dissipated.

"That was just accident!"

Daryl replied calmly.

"Hmph! Is that right? Then, let's play it!"

Eo chuckled, then looked solemnly on the huge figure still standing above Axis.

"Well! I just didn't expect that the person who controlled this monster was actually Kissia Zabi from the Zabi family. It was really surprising." Darryl couldn't help but sigh as he heard the full-frequency communication that was fiercely arguing at this time.

"Haha. What? Are you still thinking about your Zeon soldier's past?" Eo mocked.

"Where are you? Still thinking about Moore's past?" Darryl mocked him.

The two of them suddenly fell silent. The only change was that their tactical cooperation became more smooth, and the means of hunting the black shadow bodies transformed by the black light were more accurate and faster.

With the skillful cooperation of the two, they quickly launched an assault on the huge figure. The 17th Independent Fleet, which is in the effective range, not only burst out the strongest firepower of the entire fleet, but also LeBill, the soul of the fleet, took action himself to attract the acquaintance hidden in the huge figure in the form of argument.

"Raybeer!! I didn't expect that you, an ungrateful bastard who has revenge, still has the face to stand in front of me!!!"

During the communication, Kicelia's voice that deeply hated her heart came.

"Ungratitude? Will kindness repay evil?"

Raybeer put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly he suddenly realized and said:

"So that's it! I've always wondered why the escape journey that was so smooth even though it was thrilling but not in a dangerous way when I recalled it?"

Raybeer's mouth raised slightly and said slowly:

"You must be the one who released me and returned it to the Earth Federation back then? His Excellency Kicelia Zabi!"

"Yes! Since you already know the kindness I give to you, you should immediately kneel down in front of me and surrender to me!! Raybeer!!"

With Kissilla's almost howling declaration, everyone's hearts were suddenly shrouded in a dark cloud and had not dispersed for a long time.

Raybill's eyes gradually narrowed, and his eyes quietly became sharper.

"Kicelia Zabi. You must know that your father never forced me to compromise back then. Now, it is even more impossible with you!!"

Kissilla was stunned and then said furiously:

"So that's the case, let you and your fleet become my offerings!!"

The black light actually skyrocketed, and it completely submerged the huge figure, making it impossible to see clearly what was happening inside the black light.

In a blink of an eye, the black light had condensed into a spherical object that was almost a quarter of the size of Axis.

"Not good! Open fire!! Don't let the damn black light mutate again! Don't be afraid of wasting ammunition! What we must do now is to consume the black light as soon as possible!! Quick!! Quick!!!!!!”

When Ramba, who was standing next to Rabier, saw this, he immediately ordered loudly.

Particle beams and missiles gushed from the gun barrels of all warships, and soared out of the air, like a storm rushing towards the black ball.

"Lamba! Turn, use that weapon! Now, it's time to use it."

Raybeer didn't think too much about gains and losses, and spoke directly.

Lanba was stunned, then straightened her back and said, "Yes!"

Then, Lamba turned around and raised his hand and shouted, "Dawn, right steer fifty, unfold the Super Mijia particle cannon!"
Chapter completed!