Ozma sat on the sofa, holding a pistol and a full magazine in both hands. There were bursts of guitar sounds in the room, accompanied by the sound of guitar, and the singing slowly rang.

【If you are windy,】

[I want to turn into an infinite sky.]

Ozma looked at the magazine with his head down, and after turning his wrist a little, he pushed the magazine into the pistol. He stood up expressionlessly, walked to the window, listening to the singing in his ears, and looking at the pedestrians walking back and forth in the street below. Ozma's eyes moved for a moment and then stopped somewhere.

【When I was shocked by the roar of the heavy rain, I played the guitar.】

Ozma's eyes were staring at that place where he stood with the little girl he rescued from the battlefield ten years ago - Lan Hua. In that tragic war, Lan Hua was left alone in the entire 117th investigation fleet. This strong stimulation left Lan Hua in a state of self-enclosure for a long time.

【Come on . people】

After standing in silence in front of the window for a while, Ozma turned around and looked at the table. There was a cup of unfinished coffee on the table, and a poster and a ticket were pressed under the cup. The colorful title page was printed with a cute little girl, Lan Hua - Lee. This was Lan Hua's first concert since her debut. As her brother, she would naturally be given a ticket to a special seat.

【I want to feel you, even if I can’t understand it now.】

But Ozma's attention was not on this at all. He saw a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and his eyes slowly wandered around the room. He looked at the sofa, looked at the door, looked at the room, and looked at the kitchen. Ozma remembered the scene when Lan Hua first moved in, the scene when Lan Hua ate the pineapple cake he made himself for the first time, and also clearly remembered that after Lan Hua finished trying, he suddenly cried and shouted at his brother, this undelicious scene.

【COME . ON . PEOPLE.】

【Like the sun.】

"Is it ten years since that time?" Ozma said silently.

"Click."

After insuring the pistol, Ozma put the pistol into the gun bag hanging under her armpit. Without taking a few steps, Ozma stopped and looked back at the poster and tickets on the desktop.

[I want you to shine.]

【MY . SOUL . FOR . YOU】

"No matter you or your dreams, I must protect you firmly! Lan Hua."

After finishing the routine of daily reporting to President Howard, Mishima returned to his office. As soon as he sat down, Mishima opened the communication network and prioritized the encrypted information from Grace. From the information, everything went very smoothly. Mishima was very satisfied with this.

After deleting the encrypted information casually and confirming that there was no legacy, Mishima started working happily. According to the work schedule, he had to continue to be busy for at least several hours before he could free up that little free time. However, Mishima was not bored with the busy work. On the contrary, he liked such a job very much. As the chief assistant to the President, the more he was busy, the more trust and power the President was.

"It's soon, it's my turn to set the rules of the game." Mishima's lips curled up slightly.

A figure slowly walked out of the shadow of the stairwell. With the brightness of the light, he saw a woman in a white military uniform leaning against the side of the car, waiting silently for someone.

"Sorry! Catherine. I'm late." Ozma walked forward and said apologetically.

"Nothing! There is still time. Get in the car! You drive." Catherine said indifferently. Then she took a step, walked around the car, opened the door of the passenger seat, and sat straight up.

Ozma, who knew that he was in the wrong, said nothing, so he had to accept his fate and take on the duty of the driver. As the door closed, Ozma started the car skillfully.

After the car slowly drove onto the road, Catherine reached out and turned on the car's sound. A song that made Ozma extremely familiar to him slowly rang out.

"Is this?" Ozma was stunned for a moment.

"MY . SOUL . FOR . YOU. I remember you like Barsala's songs very much, don't you?" Catherine said with a smile.

"Yes! You still remember!" Ozma smiled and said with emotion.

"Well, I remember. I remember everything about you. During those years on Earth, when I felt lonely, I would think of the past with you." Catherine said with a hint of water in her eyes.

Ozma was silent for a moment, shook her head and said, "Catherine. Sorry! Now is not the time to talk about this. We still have a mission."

Catherine's reaction to Ozma was helpless and indignant, but in the end, Catherine just lowered her head and kept silent.

For a moment, besides the sound of the car's engine, there was only the song "MY . SOUL . FOR . YOU" sung by Barsara.

The sedan drove quickly on the highway, because there were not many cars on the road now. Ozma quickly drove the sedan near his destination.

"Ozma, be careful later! Although their power is not very strong, it is still very dangerous for you." Catherine said after a while of silence.

"I get it!" Ozma nodded, held the steering wheel with both hands and turned, and stepped on the brakes on his feet. The car drifted very lightly and stopped on the side of the road.

"The mission is about to begin. Be careful!" Catherine said with her back to Ozma.

"Um!"

After Katherine got out of the car, she suddenly stopped and groped on her body for a while, then took out a CD from her pocket, which also said that the hot barsala was written on it.

"This is obtained by encountering Barsala occasionally on Earth."

Ozma held the CD with the name "Hot Barsala" in his hand and looked silently at Catherine's figure gradually disappearing behind the door. "You are a good woman."

A staff member holding documents kept running towards the personal office of the Mishima Chief Assistant Officer. However, when the staff gathered from all directions to the corridor in front of the Mishima Chief Assistant Officer's office, they were blocked by many soldiers with live ammunition. The confused staff members asked for information at their colleagues, but the result was that they knew nothing about it.

"Assistant Catherine, what do you want to do? He actually broke into my office with his soldiers?" Mishima Chief Assistant asked in surprise as he looked at Catherine, who had already put on a black new military uniform. In his impression, Catherine was just a lady returning from the Earth Circle. Although she had the president as her father, she was still an assistant in the end.

Catherine ignored Mishima and signaled to the soldiers behind her slightly. The soldiers with live ammunition stepped forward one after another, exerting all their strength, and firmly pressed Mishima, who had not fully reacted to the situation in front of her, to the ground.

"You, what are you doing? I am the chief assistant to the president!" Mishima struggled for a moment, then gave up his useless behavior and said seriously as he looked at Catherine.

"Not now! I declare Mishima-Lyon as the new envoy for treason and collusion with enemies. From now on, Catherine walked to her desk, reached out to tyranny and laughed on the keyboard and said seriously as she looked at the scenes that kept popping up.

Mishima struggled to stand up after hearing this, but was surprised to find that the interface displayed on the computer mountain was exactly the encrypted information he had deleted before. "How is that possible! I have obviously deleted it!"

"Is that so? We also have experts in electronic warfare." Catherine waved her hand and the soldiers pressed Mishima and walked out of the office. What awaited Mishima would be the judgment and a long atonement career.

When Catherine asked the soldiers who took over to participate in the search for evidence, she suddenly received a message that made her feel uneasy.

The bug appeared again.

It appeared without warning.

The sudden enemy caused the new united army to dispatch one after another. Ozma, who was also carrying out the capture mission, came to the battlefield as soon as possible because he was close to the port.

Due to the small response force, the new union ordered the use of reactive bombs. In many previous battles, the reactive bombs caused lethality, which made the new union very satisfied, so this new union also has high hopes, hoping that these reactive bombs can delay the bug's offensive before the arrival of the large army.

However, this time, the lethality caused by all the reaction bombs shocked everyone!

"Reverse, the reaction bullet is useless! The insect just peeled off a layer of skin?!" Ozma said in disbelief. At this time, the current time was displayed in the lower left of the screen, at 8 pm. Inadvertently, the time had already arrived at the beginning of Lan Hua's first concert.

Ozma gritted her teeth, looked at the bugs that were still jumping around under the reaction, and her eyes widened and roared: "How could you bugs disturb Lan Hua and disturb my sister's most important moment in her life!!!"

With Ozma's roar, VF-25 immediately accelerated its sprint in the form of a fighter and launched an attack on the oncoming bugs.

"Da da da da da..."

The Gatling machine gun roared wildly, and one by one, dragging flashing bullets roared out of the muzzle, slashing through the void, tearing all the locked bugs into pieces and tearing them apart!

Wherever Ozma passed, no bug could last for 10 seconds. Behind VF-25 are those blooming sparks.

"Absolutely! You must not be allowed to disturb Lan Hua's concert!!"

Ozma's activity brought a strong courage to the new integrated pilot who was fighting hard, and also attracted the attention of other bugs.

In the next moment, dozens of insects, dragging red lights and holding blue lights, launched a frantically attack on Ozma. Missiles and fire storms enveloped Ozma's head like a storm.

Fierce explosions, howling bullets, and alarms keep sounding when the body state monitoring is being monitored. All of this is stimulating Ozma's nerves.

"Absolutely! I will never let you go!!"
Chapter completed!