Mesa was very depressed.

However, the face that was almost paralyzed made it difficult for others to see what he was thinking.

But there happened to be one person not among them.

"Hi! Mesa. What are you worried about?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Mesa turned around and found a woman in a team member uniform made of Valkyrit, holding a document in her arms, standing there with a smile on her face and greeting him.

"I want to have a lady. It's you." Mesa nodded, looked at the document she was about to hold without a trace, and said casually: "Are you busy?"

I nodded, stepped forward a few steps, stood in front of Mesa, looked up at Mesa slightly and said, "Yes! After all, such a big thing happened. As a tactical music group Valkyrie, we must be involved. Therefore, we must make preparations in advance."

After a pause, the wind of words changed, and carefully looked at Mesa's expression and asked, "Let me guess. Mesa, are you worried about the affairs of those three generals?"

Mesa was stunned.

He had no idea that he could guess what his unknown trouble was all at once, but Mesa did not frankly admit that he was very upset about it.

"No. After all, this is a mission. The reason why generals can make such arrangements is naturally their reason. As a soldier, all I can do is follow orders and perform tasks."

While Mesa said this with a stern face, she also lowered her eyes slightly and smiled sly.

"Mesa, you are really not frank! But forget it. I still have something to do. See you later."

After saying that, he had to raise his hand and salute.

Seeing this, Mesa subconsciously replied with a military salute.

However,

As the military liar raised his movements, the sleeve of his right hand slid slightly for a distance, revealing the silver ring buckled on his wrist.

The silver ring that looked a little delicate and incompatible with Mesa who was usually decisive and decisive, attracted the attention of the moment it appeared.

"Mesa, that's that?"

The intentional or unintentional inquiry made Mesa feel a little nervous, but soon Mesa controlled herself and drove the tension away in a few seconds.

Mesa took a deep breath, raised her left hand to cover the silver ring, and said softly: "This is an important object that once saved me from the god of death."

"Is that true?" He was stunned for a moment, and then showed an apology smile. "Sorry! I was rude."

"No. It's nothing." Mesa shook her head slightly, expressing her lack of concern.

Then, when he was about to turn around and leave, Mesa shouted again: "I want a lady. Maybe...If you have the chance, you can listen to me..."

As a result, the words came to my mouth but were swallowed back.

but,

But he didn't seem to care, just smiled, left after leaving a sentence.

"Yes! As long as you have the chance."

Seeing the figure about to disappear deep in the aisle, Mesa seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"If you have a chance..."

This scene naturally happened to be met by He Wuming and Mark who happened to be walking nearby.

After watching the interaction between the ace pilot and the singer from afar, Mark looked at He Wuming with a strange face, looking like he was reluctant to speak.

"What do you think of me? Is there any flowers on my face?" He touched his face inexplicably and asked in confusion.

Mark sighed, shook his head, and said with a strange expression: "I found it! Among the pilots you found, there will always be people who are involved in the singer, and they are at the level of ace. Should I give you a thumbs up to you - I am the Galaxy lover who created the Galaxy Song Odyssey era?"

“···”

He was speechless for no reason.

Although he had a lot of complaints in his heart and wanted to spit it out, he couldn't say it was his business, right? You know, the love intertwined between the pilot and the singer in the Super Time and Space Fortress was all decided by a certain charlatan! Could it be that as a time traveler, He inexplicably took the blame?

Although, from Mark's view, this is inevitable.

"This is a private matter between them. It has nothing to do with me!" In the end, He Wuming forced this matter over. "By the way! Axido has already found out whether the main force of the 203 fleet is located? How long will it take for our main force to arrive?"

"Oh~" Mark looked at He Wuming in surprise, showing a stunning look. "I said, General He. Where is your group of women's soldiers? Why haven't you seen them patrol recently?"

He glanced at Mark for no reason and then left a sentence.

"Ask aware of it."

In response, Mark smiled and said seriously: "Our main fleet will enter the galaxy where the planet Ragna is located in 72 hours. In addition, regarding the main scale of the 203 fleet..."

Mark shook his head, revealing a hint of solemnity.

"I'm afraid it will be the second inter-star war."

"Sure enough, from the beginning, I had a premonition that the second interstellar war would occur." He inexplicably walked forward for a while, raised his right hand, held it on the railing, and looked at the huge space in front of Gnaku. "So, now I am trying to gather all the forces except the Phoenix fleet."

Mark followed He Wuming, came to the railing, and also turned his eyes to Gnaku in front of him. His eyes passed by many busy preparatory classes, passed by the neatly arranged VF-25s, and finally landed on the grid deep in Gnaku where huge missiles stored with radiation marks were stored.

Finally, Mark sighed.

"VF-25, and MED bombs... You are really prepared this time!!"

"Only those who have experienced the first interstellar war will know how terrible it is to face a basic fleet calculated in ten thousand units. My preparations are not the most complete. If my Phoenix fleet is here, I will prepare more means to ensure the victory of this war."

As he spoke, He Wuming stretched out his right fist and clenched heavily into the void.

After hearing this, Mark shrugged his shoulders and raised his hand to wrap around He Wuming's shoulder.

"In my opinion, this appearance is probably enough now. According to Staff Exido, the 203 fleet is not a fool who only knows how to fight. I believe that some changes that we don't know about have happened, which led to the strangeness of the 203 fleet."

"It should be! But it's always right to prepare more!"

"Yes. Oh, by the way. Your current identity seems to be a member of the Delta team, right? Is it my one? How?"

"Didn't you mention it to Mesa? Why do you ask me? Even Milia is with me. Mesa's dead face just now was probably scared by you."

"Blame me?"

For a moment, in this corner, two new unified generals with high power actually started to have a sensation like they were in their youth.

at the same time,

In a certain planet,

Kruze, who is in a secret underground base, finally got the acceptance permission.

Led by two soldiers with live ammunition, Kruze calmly walked into the steel gate that slowly opened and the space behind him seemed particularly dark.

"Ba, bha, bha."

Accompanied by the sound of a rhythmic searchlight, Kruze, who had slightly narrowed his eyes, vaguely saw the figure sitting on the platform in this dazzling light.

He was a middle-aged man with a little obese figure. He had a double chin, his eyes were narrowed, his face was a bit obscene, but he tried hard to show his majestic appearance. Although his body was not very outstanding, Kruze saw that his material use was very particular.

"Is it Captain Lei of Niugelan?"

The low baritone slowly echoed in the room.

"Yes. I am Niugelan's Ray." Kruze withdrew his gaze, smiled slightly, and gave a little salute to the fat man sitting on the platform.

"Thank you for your hard work. Captain Lei, please sit down."

As soon as the words were finished, two men in uniform walked out of the shadow with a chair, placed the chair to Kruze's right hand, and quickly returned to the shadow and disappeared.

After Kruze sat on the chair with a relaxed expression, he turned his eyes to the fat man sitting on the platform again, waiting quietly for the subsequent text.

In Kruze's view, all this in front of him is undoubtedly a threat.

Although old-fashioned, it is very real.

But this trick was not helpful. The reason why he came here was to investigate the mastermind behind the scenes clearly.

now,

Through this short period of contact, Kruze had already guessed that the man in front of him who looked majestic was not the real leader of the underground organization. I am afraid that this fat pig was just a puppet left in the organization by the mastermind behind.

"It seems that this action is going to fail." Kruze's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the situation around the platform. It seemed that he wanted to find some clues from it.

Although Kruze's mind changed drastically, the fat man sitting on the platform seemed to be very satisfied with Kruze's performance.

"Captain Lei. I am Faros Rollos, the supreme leader of the Free Front. On behalf of all members of the Free Front, I welcome everyone from Niugelan and Captain Lei. I believe that your joining will bring the dawn of victory to our Free Front and create a new future for us!!"

Kruze's mouth moved, and he bowed slightly and said, "Your Excellency is so serious."

"No, no. Captain Lei's outstanding talent is obvious to all." Faros stopped repeatedly, and some enthusiasm appeared on his fat face. "I wonder if the rumors that Captain Lei can drive the latest transformed fighter jet are true?"

"If there are fighter jets that can be used here, I am willing to fly the fighter jets myself and let you comment." Kruze showed a confident smile.

"No, no. No! We already know Captain Lei's strength." Fallos paused, turned his eyes, clapped his hands and shouted, "By the way. Yesterday, we had just arrived a VF-29 here. Are you interested in trying it out?"

"Oh? Is it a new body developed in rumor to fight against insects?" Kruze's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Yes." Faros stood up with a fitness player who was extremely mismatched with the fat body, and quickly came to Kruze and said enthusiastically: "Although we have great careers on the free front, it seems that Captain Lei has a very rare talent with superb driving skills. Come with me! If Captain Lei can control the VF-29, then it will be yours."

"It is better to obey your orders than respect. Thank you for your kindness!"

Kruze bowed again, lowered his head, and thanked respectfully.

However,

Faros didn't see it,

At the corner of Cruze's mouth,

A sarcastic smile,
Chapter completed!