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Part.26

In the laundry room of the logistics base, Maao, who was wearing cleaning clothes, was humming a small song, taking out a lot of clean shirts and pants from the large dry cleaning machine, put them in the car, and preparing to send them to the ironing room to iron. At the same time, she stuffed a car of shirts and pants that had been replaced into the dry cleaning machine, preparing for the next round of cleaning.

At this moment, a pair of big hands suddenly covered her eyes.

"Guess who I am?" A male voice who was deliberately lowered his voice came from his ears.

"Well~~~ Let me guess... I must be a smelly man with a smell of sweat all over his body." Mao pretended to pinch his nose, saying that he was stinking.

"Then you smell so bad!" Rick, who returned to his normal voice, saved Mao from behind, "Are you still used to it here?"

Mao, who was held in his arms, shook back and forth with Rick, "It's great~~~ I'm just a little bored."

“Isn’t it good to have me here?”

"Of course it's good! It would be better if I could see you at any time."

"Sorry, the nature of my work cannot do this." Rick said apologetically.

"Okay, let me do the work at hand first."

Breaking free from Rick's ties, Mao continued to stuff the remaining clothes into the dry cleaning machine. Bored Rick walked to the rest area beside him, where there was a table and chair, next to the water dispenser, on which was an open notebook and pencil, and there seemed to be some pattern on the blank paper.

Rick picked up the notebook and glanced at it, and found a fighter jet with G shape and a very strange object on it. Judging from the composition position, it seemed that these two things were about to get intimate.

"You've drawn it well! But what's on it?"

"Ah~~~ That was the scene when my sister and Kudo Magazine finally met." Mao stopped, "Hey~~~ That's all about four years ago."

"In 2008? Before the Star War?" Rick felt incredible, "What is this monster above?"

"That's the bird man that my sister awakens." Mao turned around and said, "If it weren't for Kudo Shin's sake, maybe the earth would have been destroyed by the bird man."

"Birdman?!" Rick looked confused.

"Well, this is part of the mythology on the island of Mayang, and I am the last witch on the island." Maho said very easily. "According to legend, when the birds wake up, it is the day of human destruction. If the Union Army and the Anti-United Army compete for the birds on the island of my hometown, the Birds would not have been resurrected at all."

Rick looked at the plane carefully, but he couldn't remember what this plane was, but it was a bit like the new fighter jet driven by Su Yang, "VF3000?!"

"The name of that plane seems to be VF-0, I remember it's this name." Mao stuffed the last piece of clothing into the dry cleaning machine, "Has I, Brother Su Yang, told you? He is a witness."

"In 2008? Eyewitnesses!" Rick was even more unbelievable. "The captain of the wing was really enlisted after SDF-01 jumped to Pluto, and it was impossible for him to go through the Integration War in 2008."

Mao waved his hand and said, "Is that so? This is very strange. Brother Su Yang has never mentioned this matter in detail. I don't know how he knew about these things."

Although Rick also found it strange, he didn't take it too seriously. Anyway, it was something that happened before the interstellar war and it was no longer of special significance, so he spread his hands.

"Actually, I really want to take you to Mayang Island this time, but this is a military operation, and there is no way to do it." Rick said a little guiltily: "If you have the chance, I will definitely take you back to Mayang Island to see it myself."

Although these words made Ma'a very relieved, she also knew that it was probably a word of comfort, which was difficult to achieve. "Don't force yourself too much. In fact, Ma'ao Island is also a place of sadness. Maybe it's probably more painful for me to go back. The lost things can no longer be restored to their original state."

“Mao…”

"Anyway, cherishing the present is much better than living in the past." Mao's face showed a sad expression. "It took me a long time to recover from the pain of losing my sister. I no longer want to feel this sadness."

"I'm sorry, it reminds you of these things." Rick felt even more guilty.
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