After the interview, Kilian Zabi sat in the car with a relaxed expression, but Mr. M, who had been showing people the holographic projection, came in person and sat opposite Kilian Zabi.
"Mr. M, you did a good job! The current situation has exceeded my expectations."
Killian Zabi slowly spoke in praise.
"This is thanks to the support of Commander-in-Chief Kilian. I alone cannot complete such a huge plan."
Mr. M bent down and saluted.
Kilian Zabi nodded and looked out the window.
The light that kept flying backwards illuminated Kilian-Dhabi in uncertain light and darkness.
The moment the motorcade passed a certain street intersection, Kilian Zabi saw a sign half hanging on the wall.
Although he has never come here, nor has he walked into the doorway under the sign, he knows exactly what is there.
"Mr. M, the Earth Federation's counterattack has become stronger and stronger recently. How are you preparing for your other plan?"
"Yes! Commander-in-Chief Kilian has completed the preliminary debugging. The results of the debugging are in line with our expectations. To ensure the next step of testing, I have dispatched the MS team led by the blue superstar to the planned location without authorization.
Deploy the space domain."
"Oh? Blue superstar?"
Kilian Zabi felt that the name sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered the real name represented by the blue giant star.
"Lamba Lal? Well, Mr. M, you have chosen a good candidate."
Lamba-Lal, as the son of Kimba-Lal, a close comrade-in-arms of the former Zeon Republic Prime Minister Zeon Shim Daken, has extraordinary talents, but in some ways he is not the same as Kilian Zabi and now.
The Principality of Zabi is deeply divided.
Although he had been deeply involved in many plans carried out by the Principality of Zeon to resist the Earth Federation before the Battle of Lum, in the end, this figure who was undoubtedly one of the heroes of the Principality of Zeon still chose to go with Kilian-
The Principality of Zeon led by Zabi parted ways.
Until Mr. M appeared, this man who spent all day in the bar and drank heavily finally stood where he should be.
"Yes! Commander Kilian, Lamba Lal's talents are indeed amazing. Among the "spiritual" plans I lead, Lamba Lal is undoubtedly the best qualified candidate."
"So, you sent him out?"
Kilian Zabi looked away from the window and fell on Mr. M.
"Yes. This is a measure taken to ensure the success of the next experiment."
"Well, please! Mr. M. Zeon, maybe it's time for a new round of changes."
"Yes! Commander Kilian!"
The battlefield has been cleared.
Except for the useless wreckage, all things with research value have been cleaned up by the response fleet sent by Luna 2 and disposed of uniformly.
The final fate of these things is almost always to become part of the Earth Federation's space fleet.
Vulcan stood in the bridge, looking at the universe that had finally calmed down, and sighed slightly.
"Commander Vulcan. In the near future, we will still fight hand in hand with Lieutenant Colonel He."
Old Captain Paul smiled slightly.
The two arrivals of He Ming relieved the crisis for the Luna-2 satellite fortress.
And this time, the Luna 2 Satellite Fortress cleared the surrounding space before the main force of the Earth Federation Space Force arrived, providing a short period of peace for the upcoming operation.
"Yes! Captain Paul."
Vulcan nodded and looked into the deep space.
The Gray Ghost has set sail again, sailing towards an unfamiliar space.
This time, it is the key that can affect this battle.
In the vast universe, a Yap-class space transport ship, escorted by two Musai-class light cruisers, arrived in a space far away from the busy space routes of the Earth-Moon Circle.
With their arrival, a slowly rotating colonial satellite also appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Is this the missing Coloni?"
On the bridge of the Yap-class space transport ship, a pretty figure was standing by the porthole, looking at the slowly rotating colonial satellite.
"No, the current Koroni can no longer be regarded as a colonial satellite."
As a steady voice rang out, a burly, middle-aged man with a mustache fell next to the pretty figure, and looked with her at the artificial object in the distance that was completely different from the colonial satellite in her memory.
The front and rear barriers that once sheltered humans and gave them a safe living environment have disappeared, replaced by an artificial satellite that runs from front to back and becomes a "water pipe".
The pretty figure, unable to discern the significance of this completely different artificial satellite from its appearance, looked at the man beside her and sighed.
"That's our mission, right?"
"Yes. From today on, we must protect it until the day the experiment is completed. Harmon, I'm afraid we will be very busy next time."
Crowley Harmon, that pretty figure nodded silently.
But where the man couldn't see her, her eyes fell on the unfamiliar forehead protector on the man's forehead.
As a man's fiancée, she knew that the man she loved did not have the habit of wearing a forehead protector.
But after he was picked up by the envoy sent by Kilian Zabi and returned again, the man named Lamba Lal seemed to have become a loyal subordinate of Kilian Zabi, always working for Kilian Zabi.
What is Lian Zabi planning to achieve?
And the huge system in front of us, which was transformed from the abandoned colonial satellite "Kroni", seems to be verifying something.
Something Crowley-Harmon doesn't know.
"Lal, what happened to you?"
Looking at Lamba Lal issuing orders after orders to the soldiers around her, Crowley Harmon sighed silently.
An ominous premonition has rippled through Crowley Harmon's heart, which makes Crowley Harmon feel very uneasy.
"Hmm? Are you feeling uneasy? Harmon."
The man seemed to notice his lover's uneasiness. After laughing a few times, he raised his hand and gently patted Crowley Harmon on the shoulder.
"Don't worry! Under the leadership of Commander Kilian, we, Zeon, will surely move towards the final victory!!"
From the corner of her eye, Crowley Harmon saw a face quietly watching this scene.
There is no doubt that this is the person sent to monitor them.
"Yes! Victory will definitely belong to us. Lal, it's getting late. Maybe we should seize the time to arrange our defenses."
The man nodded without doubting his presence.
"Yes! Harmon, you are right!"
Chapter completed!