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Mark's preparations for the war were cumbersome.
But, it's not too complicated.
When he received the order from the United Earth Army headquarters, Mark had already mobilized a considerable portion of the military forces to organize the death raid.
And now, the pre-war preparations launched again are just a continuation of the mobilization actions left before.
After sending Mark and his wife away from the MACROSS, He Ming received news from Belfast.
After a casual glance, He Ming gradually showed an unexpected expression.
With the intervention of He Ming and others, Mark and others did not witness the tragic situation of the citizens of MACROSS No. 5. Afterwards, they only got some information about the current situation of these citizens from Belfast.
Photos, videos, and relative physical examination data.
Therefore, after reviewing the data, Milia, who was in charge of the livelihood aspects of MACROSS Ship No. 7, did not feel too nervous, but adopted a corresponding plan to gradually advance the containment.
However, in this case, it is inevitable that there will be some disturbances.
And the biggest disturbance happened to be Basara.
He Ming sent a message to King Kong who was following Lin Mingmei, and after saying hello, he came to the temporary settlement site for the citizens of the MACROSS No. 5 ship group.
This settlement site happens to be placed among the agricultural motherships of the MACROSS No. 7 fleet.
At this moment, when most of the people in the MACROSS No. 7 fleet were attracted by the grace of the Galaxy Diva, a burst of passionate singing came from the agricultural mothership.
As the line of sight advanced, people could see a man wearing a green vest and playing a guitar standing in front of the door of the settlement site that was temporarily arranged to house the MACROSS Ship Group 5, singing loudly.
Singing his own song.
And his audience were the young women who had been waiting in front of the door, beautiful women in maid uniforms.
However, the man's singing was enough to influence the crowds coming and going.
Even though these people have their own tasks, they are all willing to stop and listen to the man's singing for a while.
Unfortunately, the man's singing could not impress the maids guarding the door.
After the song ended, applause rang out one after another from the surroundings, and many people clapped and shouted the name of Hot Basara.
"Can I go in and wake everyone up?"
After Basara pressed the last note of the guitar, he looked at the head maid named Belfast with burning eyes.
After Basara learned that the residents of MACROSS Ship Group No. 5 had been rescued, he immediately rushed to the resettlement site and tried to use his singing to awaken the residents whose soul energy had been sucked by the original demon.
However, when Basara came here, he found that he had been ordered not to enter.
The person who carried out this order was none other than Belfast in maid uniform.
The dignified and elegant head maid bowed slightly and said warmly.
"As expected of Hot Basara! Your singing voice is enough to impress anyone. I believe that your singing voice will definitely wake up the residents of the MACROSS No. 5 fleet. However, now is not the best time."
Belfast's attitude remains tough.
Even though the cheers for Basara came from the surrounding area like thunder.
"What? Why? Everyone is already like that, why should we still watch everyone lying on the bed in a daze?"
Basara cannot understand Belfast's toughness.
"Because of the war. Mr. Basara, next, the MACROSS Ship Group No. 7 is about to start a decisive battle with the original devil! It is not appropriate to let the residents of the MACROSS Ship Group No. 5 wake up before victory is achieved."
"But?!"
"No but. Basara."
At this time, Belfast, who was standing in front of Basara, suddenly took a step back and led the other maids to salute behind Basara.
"Basara. I understand how you want to save the MACROSS No. 5 Ship Group. But now, our enemy, the culprit who made the citizens of the MACROSS Ship Group No. 5 look like this, has not yet been solved by us."
He Ming strode across the crowd, came to Belfast's side, and looked at Basara.
Basara frowned.
"You want to use my singing as a weapon to attack the original demon?!"
He Ming shook his head slightly.
"No. I'm just clarifying the priorities of the matter with you. Basara. Now, I can let you in immediately and wake up the residents of the MACROSS No. 5 ship group. However, in the next decisive battle, if we encounter failure,
The residents of MACROSS's No. 5 fleet had just regained consciousness, but they were immediately harvested again by the original demon who had won the final victory, and were once again stuffed into the never-ending container to become the food of the original demon."
Facing He Ming's words, Basara's expression gradually became serious.
Obviously, he figured out the meaning of He Ming.
If the original demon wins the next decisive battle, the newly awakened residents will be harvested again.
Basara's original intention was not like this.
Then Basara turned and left.
No words were left.
Seeing Basara turning away without saying a word, He Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
"Admiral, his singing voice is very good. But, can it really frustrate the ambition of the original devil?"
Belfast is also watching Basara's leaving figure.
"Hmm. Probably! Basara's singing voice is indeed a trump card, but before that, we still have to prepare other trump cards."
He Ming's eyes looked around, after wandering around the people in white clothes who were constantly pushing medical supplies into the settlement site, he looked at Belfast.
"Belfast. What's going on now?"
"The number of residents who are currently in relatively good health is roughly estimated to be between 100,000 and 120,000, and the total number of people in slightly worse condition is temporarily estimated to be more than 60,000. As for the total number of people in serious condition who urgently need immediate treatment, at least
More than ten thousand people."
"Precisely because there are so many people in urgent need of immediate treatment, almost all the medical forces and materials of this ship group have been mobilized, and no less than 100,000 medical personnel have been sent to the resettlement sites as support and several batches have been prioritized.
of medical supplies.”
"Are there almost two hundred thousand people left alive?"
When He Ming thought of the total number of sailing personnel of MACROSS No. 5, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Space immigration.
This kind of risky operation, which could wipe out an immigrant convoy carrying hundreds of thousands of people in an instant, is so cruel.
After the First Interstellar War, the Earth Unity launched the space immigration plan. Until now, whether it is recorded in history or has disappeared silently in the vast deep space of the universe, there have been so many immigration ships that even the Earth Unity has
The headquarters felt numb.
If it hadn't been for the original demon's desire to realize the so-called "soul farm", the residents of MACROSS No. 5 would have become a pile of worthless corpses.
Chapter completed!