Four battleships of Roundbell successively entered the airport of the colonial satellite Londnion. This colonial satellite located at SIDE-1 guards the center of the Earth, SIDE-3 and the lunar triangular routes. At the same time, there is no excessive anti-federal idea that other colonial satellites have, so it became the headquarters of Roundbell and the political stronghold of the federal government in the universe.

Shortly after Landbeer entered the port, another Rakelam-class battleship arrived. Immediately afterwards, a civilian transport ship marked the Anaheim logo entered the port.

In the airport, an area was separated by a circle and was filled with military ships, including four battleships from Landbeer, another Lakelam-class battleship and the Anaheim transport ship.

HI-νGundam was transferred from the broken bow of the Rakelam to another Rakelam-class battleship beside it. MS finally stood at the position indicated by the ground personnel, and the fixed cable hooked onto the fuselage.

"Huh...why should I do this?"

Lenas turned on his helmet goggles and gasped for a breath of fresh air.

"Because Joan of Arc did not replace the pilot, you wouldn't ask me to go to Rakelam to take back the HI-ν Gundam!"

Haman was stuck in his chest with his hands on the screen, and his serious and dangerous words were so unrefutable.

"Forget it, I can't tell you. By the way, what happened to me when I saw the ship in Anaheim just now?"

"You need to go there for this matter. Your guardian, Alia Fiat, was on that ship. She sent you a message to find her at the airport."

"Alia? Isn't she at von Brown?"

With doubt, Renas opened the hatch door and flew out of the cockpit.

The cabin door at the tail of Joan of Arc was wide open, and Renas had been driving HI-ν Gundam from here. Now, small industrial MSs are transporting into metal boxes from here. Their starting point is the Anaheim transport ship beside them.

"Supplement? But Joan of Arc is not short of it!"

Lenas left the hangar in confusion, returned to the room and changed into a military uniform before getting off the boat.

The airport lounge area specifically distinguishes the Volkswagen waiting area and the VIP waiting room. The ordinary VIP waiting room on the facade looks like a door to a safe passage, but inside the door is a luxurious decoration of a five-star hotel. It is said that the airport was prepared to entertain past federal officials in order to flatter the country.

Most rumors may not be credible, but as long as you know that Londnion Airport is behind the federal government and that most of the airport staff are civil servants, you should know whether this is a rumor or a fact.

The federal government dares to oppress colonial satellites, except for a group of frogs in the well who hold power, it is impossible to have any real material. Colonial satellites like Londnion, which have important geographical locations and weak influence, usually have close ties with the federal government. It is through these "cosmic traitors" that the federal government plays a balance game, allowing each SIDE to continue to be under its own hands in the turmoil.

The VIP waiting room marked "007" is the meeting place in Alia's message.

As soon as Renas arrived at the door, the door opened.

"Everything goes well! Lenas."

Alia greeted the crowd with a smile. Behind her, a woman in a wheelchair looked through the crack and nodded with a smile.

Paris Missyfelton, the former "dark phantom", was injured in the Kissillia Rebellion and caused disability, lost nerve reaction below her legs, and became a wheelchair clan. After the war, she received retirement and disability insurance and left the army, living in von Brown, and soon joined Anaheim due to inflation and became a tester in the development department of Anaheim's new human weapons.

Lenas walked into the room, sat on the comfortable and soft sofa, and asked, "Why are you here in Londnion? If you just send some supplies, you two don't need to come in person!"

"There is a reason." Alia sat opposite Lenas. "On behalf of Anaheim von Brown, I will commission a body test mission to you, Brigadier General Lenas Phoenix."

She said and handed out an e-book.

Lenas took it and saw an MS on the screen.

The V-shaped antenna is painted in blue and green, and has a shape that looks like ν Gundam. What is unique is that it has two forms, one is a single-sided wing like ν Gundam, and the other is a wingless wing and a pair of circular weapon frames on the back.

"Is this ν Gundam?"

"It can be said that yes, or not. When Amro Ray commissioned von Brown to develop ν Gundam, the company's design department was also trying to develop a new mass-produced MS based on ν Gundam. The final result was this MS."

"Anaheim's speed is amazing. νGundam has just been put into actual combat and the mass production plan has achieved results. It's really hard to believe it."

"Because they are developed separately at the same time, they can be regarded as twins. Of course, since they were considered in the Sykemus skeleton in advance, most of the time, the technicians who mass-produced νGundam were having a headache about mass-producing production."

"What's the result? Gundam's mass-produced model is meaningless if it is made into Jim. But it must ensure super high performance and cannot have both cost. Since the Z plan, Anaheim has been unable to open the door to high-end mass-produced model because of the problem of not being able to have both performance and cost."

"It's a pity that you stayed in the army and didn't come to help me. Yes, the mass production plan finally encountered a bottleneck. Second only to Gundam's performance, there was no big change in cost, and this kind of thing could not pass the Federal Army's audit. So, the final standard is the captain's aircraft market."

"I remember Anaheim just developed the Z series Lingus. Its performance is comparable to Z Gundam, and its technology is mature and has high stability. However, the Granada branch that inherited the results of the Z plan. Did you prepare the things on this picture because of this?"

Renas turned the e-book and faced Alia with an image.

"Anaheim is not a monolith. Besides, in the Battle of Luna V, Lingus was at a disadvantage. Senior officials of the Federal Army would not look at the data on paper, and the results of the battle were more important than the data on paper. I did this just to restore the company's reputation."

"I can help this, but I don't think this MS can succeed. The federal government is very afraid of the new humans. How can it allow the army to install new human-specific aircraft? Besides, the federal army does not have so many new humans!"

"I can rest assured that this is, I have expected this a long time ago."

Alia took the e-book, first clicked on the image of the organic wings, and said: "This is a new human machine, and the wing behind it is a floating cannon."

She then opened the image without the wings.

"This is an ordinary pilot's machine. The one used by the floating cannon is the quasi-new human weapon - a wired sensing system."

"So that's it, no wonder you have such confidence." Renas smiled, "What about other things? It's impossible to just make this MS!"

"Of course, there is one more thing."

Alia said as she smiled mysteriously.
Chapter completed!