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Chapter 142 The Trophies (Please subscribe! Please support! Please recommend

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A confrontation ended with Kycilia Zabi's concession.
This shocked the citizens of Granada, who could not believe that this was a decision that Zeon could make at the height of his power!
In their view, this must be a life-and-death battle.
With Kycilia Zabi's ruthlessness, even if Granada is beaten to pieces, I'm afraid she won't flinch.
But now, this is exactly what happened.
Naturally, the citizens of Granada did not know the twists and turns, but they could clearly see the frustration on the surface.
Similarly, as the main force in the confrontation between the two sides, the Earth Federation and Zeon soldiers are also unaware of this.
Like the citizens of Granada, they also believed that this was the first time the Earth Federation had allowed the arrogant Zeon to bow its head since the Battle of Rum.
"This battle is really easy for our Sixth Fleet!"
On the bridge of the Magellan battleship Ax, the flagship of the Earth Federation's Sixth Fleet, Captain Hells looked at the young officer beside him.
"Yes! It is indeed very easy. I never thought that such a day would come when I would be able to suppress the terrifying Kycilia Zabi with such ease."
The young officer laughed, obviously in a good mood.
Captain Hells let out a long sigh.
He was also one of the many captains who participated in the Battle of Rum.
Like all his comrades who participated in the Battle of Rum, many of his friends died in this tragic battle.
The feeling of powerlessness facing the Zeon MS still lingers in the captain's mind.
Now, this feeling of powerlessness has quietly dissipated a lot.
"I heard that Major He's name is Black Deathwing?"
"Haha! Yes. This was obtained by the Zeon Army of Granada for Major He Ming. I didn't expect that those guys have pretty good taste."
The young officer clapped his hands.
"Why don't we just promote Major He Ming like this? Well, there seems to be a name called White Devil on the earth. Then, we should also have a black death wing on the moon. One is black and the other is black.
White, quite proportionate."
"Haha. I don't understand these things. You can handle it yourself! After I go back this time, I do have a lot of things to talk about with my old friends."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and stopped talking in a tacit understanding.
Next, it’s time to welcome the hero back.
However, SV52, which was supposed to return with the Swordfish fighter-bomber group, suddenly asked the fleet to send two transport boats to follow it to collect the loot.
Although a little surprising, this can be regarded as one of the benefits of being a hero.
Without thinking, Hells sent two transport boats to follow SV52 and returned to the sky above Granada.
"Um?"
After the fleets of both sides evacuated, Char-Aznable, who randomly found a reason to stay in the battlefield, came to a crater with emotion.
The red Zaku II looked at the bottom of the crater. A broken body, with many parts of its body burned and melted, was lying quietly in the crater.
"This is?!"
Char-Aznab immediately recognized the origin of this aircraft.
Secmyuzaku.
Char Aznable once took the opportunity to visit Lala Xin and saw this aircraft.
"He's not dead yet?!"
Char Aznable jumped out of the cockpit of the red Zaku II, turned on a flashlight, and slowly landed on the wreckage. After carefully exploring the broken body, he finally found the cockpit.
the location of.
But he did not open the cockpit immediately, but chose to consider how to bring the wreckage back.
Suddenly, Char Aznable raised his head and looked above his head.
Two sets of navigation lights flashed back and forth, and the lights of uncertain brightness and darkness were quickly passing over Char Aznable's head.
And behind these lights, a towed figure also appeared in Char Aznable's sight.
"Sekmiuzaku?! Who is he?"
no doubt.
This must be the debris on the battlefield that the Earth Federation is collecting, or it may be a trophy.
The person who has the right to dispose of these trophies is the man named "Dark Deathwing".
"Really? Is that it? Then, I'm afraid my prize will be you."
Char-Aznable, who had figured something out, smiled coldly, turned around, jumped, and floated towards the red Zaku II parked next to the crater.
Although this confrontation did not turn into a brutal battle, it would not prevent Char Aznable from taking back the souvenirs of this war.
"Strive hard! Under those wings of death, the boy who can still survive his last breath."
The red Zaku II picked up the remains of Secmu Zaku, turned around and flew back towards Granada.
Two transport boats slowly towed the wreckage of 01 Sekhmuzaku into the cargo hold of the Columbus-class transport ship.
The ferocious and sturdy appearance of Secmuzagun immediately aroused the exclamations of surprise from many Earth Federation soldiers who came after hearing the news.
"Is this the legendary new machine of Zeon?"
Looking at the hole that penetrated the front and back of Secmuzaku's chest, the Earth Federation soldiers were amazed.
What kind of technology is it that can achieve such accuracy?
With one blow, no other parts were damaged except the cockpit.
When Hells and Joseph Adolf came over after hearing the news, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when they saw the hole.
"It seems that our jet-black Deathwing is far more powerful than we imagined!"
Hells couldn't help but sigh.
"Well, judging from the information we have obtained, this should be a new type of body developed by the "Flanagan Agency" founded by Kycilia Zabi and headed by Dr. Flanagan. This time
, the information our heroes brought back will probably shock the jaws of the generals in our headquarters."
Joseph Adolf had a smile on his face.
"Kycilia Zabi is bleeding heavily this time."
"yes!"
While the two were talking, a gray-black fighter plane slowly flew into the cargo hold of the transport ship under the command of the conductor. With the help of the blocking net, it stopped in the cargo hold.
At the same time, there were many federal pilots rushing over from various parts of the transport ship, and even from other transport ships.
When they saw Hells and Joseph, they were interrupted by Hells' wave before they could salute.
"Go! Later, you must return to your posts immediately. We have not completely left Granada's airspace yet."
"Yes! Captain!"
A federal pilot who arrived quietly lined up on both sides of SV52.
They looked at Sekmuzaku with intense eyes, and when they looked at SV52, they saw the man who was fighting alone, destroying several Zeon fleets, facing Zeon's latest mobile suit squad, and defeating them.
, when the pilot who captured him stepped out of the cockpit, someone shouted.
"Everyone, salute!!"
"Snapped!"
All the pilots lined up faced He Ming, stood straight and raised their hands in salute with serious faces.
This is the highest etiquette that all the survivors who participated in the Battle of Rum, experienced that cruel war, and deeply felt their powerlessness in the face of MS, can do to welcome the heroes!!
Chapter completed!
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