The dawn of the sun is terrible.

The new fire changes, the forked fire branches and the leaping fire tongues, like a ferocious beast greedily licking the blue sky and red.

The black smoke rolled, one, two, and countless streams emerged from the red light, condensed into a piece and covered the flames, like thick fog covering the sunset.

More brilliant than the description of all film and television works*** All romantic imaginations are more cruel.

It seemed as if the Fire Sword Road in Mysticism stabbed to the ultimate, and in a flash, it returned to dullness under the control of the human team.

All present were shocked and the world was low for a long time.

The disciples left behind the rolling black smoke and cracked desert surfaces, as well as the advance of the staggering mobile suits. After that, it was estimated that there were still several fires. Near the explosion center, they could survive in MS, and they might also live in driving suits, but those personnel from the original underground base, without MS and driving suits, would undoubtedly die.

Deborah in the flag style was still stunned, mechanically controlling the MS backing.

Before, she was on the edge and could feel its power to the greatest extent. The flames spread across her vision were like a huge wall, covering her entire life, strangling and burning out.

And when the flames disappeared, it was still dark at dawn, and the ruins and wreckage were beyond recognition.

"Scary, terrible..."

In objective facts, the fire is not very high.

She touched her chest and let out a long breath. Her eyes turned hard, and finally frozen in the center of the explosion, in the deep black pit, and could not move. I don’t know what to think about.

After leaving the area where communication was poor due to electromagnetic radiation, she immediately contacted her superior, Ambassador Kona of the United Nations, and began to report intermittently.

The wind and smoke and turbid air blew on people.

"Don't go on." On the other side of the phone, Al Handolo Kona kindly instructed: "Go to heal! Deborah Gallena, you have completed your mission excellently."

"What the hell am I doing?"

After hanging up the phone, she stood there for a long time, wanting to move, but she was too lazy to move until she was discovered and sent to the hospital.

During the rescue, drivers who were exposed to radiation successively drove various MSs with severe damage and struggled out of the nuclear leakage and explosion centers. They will be sent to relevant hospitals for treatment immediately. Human technology is by no means powerless, but it is just slightly expensive.

"Is there another nuclear accident? It reminds me of Chernobyl... I heard that Aeon will re-adopt nuclear power to provide energy, and I may be trapped in the whirlpool."

On the way out, Sreg Surich pretended to be relaxed and said to Graham.

The Chernobyl incident occurred in the 20th century. It was the most famous nuclear accident in human history (but it is not the worst now), polluting about 1,650 square kilometers of land, and the lives and births of hundreds of thousands of people were beyond recognition. The subsequent impact took three hundred years (including using all the progress of human science and technology within these three hundred years) to solve it.

Graham lowered his head, and no one could see how bad his face was. He said in a silence:

"The fire caused by the explosion will send a large amount of high-radiation substances into the atmosphere, pollute the sky, cover more areas, and may even float to the center of the AEU."

His words made Sreg Surich feel solemn.

"But we are just joint MS drivers and soldiers, and can only obey the orders of our superiors. What can we do?"

"But before becoming an MS driver, I was just an orphan who yearned for the sky - this incident was suddenly blind, and the MS driver shouldn't just..."

He raised his head and shouted in his helmet.

Surichi hurriedly stopped his words and quickly refuted:

"This is a mistake in understanding. You must pay attention to your own behavior and not rebel against military discipline! You can complain and complain about it on your lips, little dear, but don't say too much, think too much."

Graham looked up and looked at Surich's gaze. He knew he was serious and even more so that it was for his own good.

Therefore, on the title page of a once controversial pilot textbook, it says:

Don't understand your enemies.

The battlefield is just a tool, only enemies and friends, only according to the task requirements, only victory or defeat and life and death.

Everything that happens has nothing to do with you, everything you kill has nothing to do with you, and the emergencies in the event have nothing to do with you. The suffering people you encounter on the road have nothing to do with you!

Don't think too much, let alone do more.

In the past, soldiers had too little power, only as a tiny component of the whole. The power of mobile suits was too great, so the little man driving the giant seemed to be like a giant-

"But remember that we are just mortals after leaving MS."

The second explosion sounded and the bright redness of the flames came from a distance. Under the dim sky and dense clouds, Surichi took out a lighter from his pocket, stopped his shaking fingers and lit them and smoked, and said with a smile:

"After all, the so-called mobile suit is just a tool for killing and fighting. The so-called soldiers will not and cannot ask anyone about the meaning of fighting. You are still young and have a long way to go in the future. With your talent, you may be able to achieve a very high field in the army. At that time, what you have to learn is not only the technology of driving MS, but more about the technology of controlling people. At that time, don't drive such unstable murder tools, set up a family and settle down. My daughter will occasionally mention your rejection of him. As for the Bushido that Commander Kataki instilled in you..."

They once belonged to the same aviation force. For Graham, Surech was both a teacher and a friend.

His words were interrupted by Graham.

"No matter what happens later... Colonel Surich, I will still be flying a mobile suit."

"You..." Surichi's face turned and he stared at him seriously.

——Are you addicted to the pleasure of superhuman and destruction driving MS and can’t extricate yourself?

"Because of driving a mobile suit..."

Graham stood up, remembering the new MS that acted as an excavator when Chengying was attacked, and also remembering all the brilliant clear sky he saw when he rode on the MS.

The sky is now as dim as some kind of closed and dull dome. The tablecloth-like gray clouds are gone, and are constantly filled with other tablecloth-like gray clouds that are pouring from the other tablecloth-like gray clouds.

He rode the far away vehicle, but it seemed as if the world and disaster were going away. At the end of the gradually distant world, in the haze-covered world, he saw a young man standing there.

——It’s you, boy.

He recognized Shina.

"It is my own will and my own wishes, Colonel." I want to use this to transcend all the constraints of gravity and fly freely in the sky.

He knew he needed treatment now and would obey this arrangement.

But the sky he expected was not the haze at this time, and it should always be accompanied by the gorgeous sunshine and the bright white clouds.

"MS's actions reflect human emotions, and it is the extension of human hands and feet."

When he was about to continue to tell, he saw a sudden light in the gray sky.

At first, in the momentary thinking, the problem was how to solve it and how to avoid more losses.

But soon, when the news quickly reached the rear (the electromagnetic communication was not smooth, but no longer in the battle could reach manpower) and was observed by the whole world, the question became who should be responsible and who should explain it to the public in a "tactful way".

The mutual ruling of each other in the Operations Center and in the National Conference made the mechanical mind look more reliable.

But in order to win the rights of Aeon, even the mechanical intelligent AI has to fall into this vortex of constant debate.

"It's funny, Tieria."

The young man wearing driving suits (which have a certain degree of isolation of radiation) stood on the big stone, among the rolling smoke and sand, watching the evacuation of the military exercises while watching the extinguished flames brewing wildly.

The face in the helmet was cold and terrifyingly calm.

"You should know that these are reasonable."

“Yes, it’s all reasonable.”

"The existing technology can solve all these problems." Tieria advised Shina in the quantum wave of Feiluo's disguise, "Although you will not be affected by your physique, Shina, you are still better off leaving here. Xuzu has already given a perfect solution, and things will be solved easily."

"You are right, Tieriah."

The problem of helplessness three hundred years ago was hopeless to delay or even resolve it three hundred years later.

What's more... I thought that as the person I met at the underground base said, if they held back, then all this would be even less worth fearing.

The nuclear base established by the AEU here is used for the design and experiment of beam weapons. In the face of strong electromagnetic communication interference, facing the attacking world economic united army, in order to prevent any secret leakage from having any adverse effects on the AEU, the person in charge of panic decided to completely destroy the place.

When deliberating the nuclear reactor, he should have controlled the scale so as not to have too much impact (or the radiation substance will float to the AEU local area from both the atmosphere and the Mediterranean).

As he speculated, he exhaled a long breath:

"Should he say he is a person who loves AEU, or should he say he is a stupid lunatic? But all this is no longer important with their death."

In the statistical results, no underground base members survived. Before the explosion, the search team of the underground base members was not clear about the details, but it was possible to guess that the joint party had obtained nothing.

"Are you talking about the weird guy you mentioned in the quantum wave of your brain that recognizes you? Anyway, go back to Chengying City first."

"But I have something I want to do first."

He gently called a name in his heart.

00Q ELS Quanta Qan.

So the invisible giant of steel flew from a distant place, pushed the underground matter away, and reorganized it into its original form from a quantized state.

It is not within the range of the ELS-00Q capability to clear all harmful radiation on the earth by its own strength, but Gundam still has something Gundam can do.

Tieria immediately understood his thoughts.

"It's up to you. As soon as possible, don't leave too many traces."

In just one moment, ELS-00Q completed all scans and included the structure of the underground base into its computing scope.

What humans can accept are visible light with wavelengths ranging from 7,600 to about 4,000 angstroms.

But in this Gundam detection field, all the electromagnetic waves, even all the nuclear force and gravitational operation trajectories and field shapes are clearly visible, such as observing patterns on the palm.

People always give different emotions to different colors, convert the color of this emotion into the ELS-00Q's field of vision—

Here is a crimson red like purgatory, which can be seen clearly at a glance.

It is brighter than the blood and dirtier than the dusk.
To be continued...