"That's wrong, instantly!"

Time was pulled back to the past, and Gundam was rushing high in the dark at an extremely fast speed, connecting the stars of the heaven and earth, and heading towards the coordinates of the enemy's mothership they discovered.

The fallen angel Gundam slid over the enemy ship, released a large number of GN missiles at once, completing all the damage to the left armor in one fell swoop, and then rushed into the inside of the enemy ship.

In order to prevent the internal environment from being exposed directly in space, the PMC Trust warship urgently lowered all the gates and began to block the passage. But in front of Gundam's rampage-

It's meaningless.

But the lockdown of the gate has won precious time, and most of the soldiers of the PMC Trust have put on space suits.

Areluya controlled another person, Harleluya's unscrupulous murderous intent, and did not cause too many useless deaths. With Gundam's performance, he brute forcefully tore the hull and rushed straight to the command room.

But... the more you act, the more shocking it is. The human expression is hidden in the helmet, but the hands that raised the useless gun never let go even if they trembled.

"Why didn't these people run away-"

This underage found this clearly.

The so-called courage and fearlessness are often just short-term passions, and they are praised for a long time because of their rare and short-term ones.

In human history, fear lasts forever.

Even the collective battles of the most elite soldiers will collapse and disintegrate when their casualties reach a certain level.

But these PMC Trust mercenaries seemed to be unable to see casualties, and their resistance was always strong. The thug-like cosmic drivers were desperate, and they continued to fearlessly die.

It was obviously just a mercenary... without any further contract, it seemed to defeat the oldest and most primitive fear of death.

"Why are they fearless to death? Instantly, it's just a job to hire-"

Areluya is afraid of meaningless death.

Fear of death, especially fear of meaningless death, is not something to be ashamed of.

In his opinion, just because of being hired, his reward was just some money, and he was in a desperate situation and was indomitable, even explaining his life...

There is no point in it.

So he asked his questions to another child who had been a young soldier.

After closing the avalanche system, the energy angel danced in the sea of ​​stars with seven swords, as if Shiva in mythology, coldly interpreted the scene of birth and destruction of all living beings in the universe. They raised their swords, threw their swords, and collected their swords, and all the enemy planes were destroyed.

——However, the Copernicus logistics forces were not enough, so they threw the sword for the moment and had to pick it up by themselves.

The emperor did not know the facts about the quantum waves of the Chaobing Brain, so the judgment made was conventional short-range high-frequency communication.

However, after actual combat, it was found that with the help of the GN dispersing intensity at this time, the brain quantum wave communication above the middle distance could be achieved, so this method was adopted to communicate.

It is precisely because of this that when Areluya broke into the enemy ship, he could still contact him.

"This is not right, instant?"

He said.

After hearing Areluya’s question in an instant, he felt a surge of thoughts and finally chose to respond sincerely:

"I don't know, but the reason for their own dedication must exist, whether it is voluntary or some kind of coercive force that cannot be denied."

Therefore, it is difficult to understand, save, and live in peace.

Only in the soul record can one temporarily sleep forever.

Inside the enemy ship, there was a bleak red light of emergency, faintly like some unspeakable hell.

The fallen angel advances in hell.

He wanted to send a message to question these people, but was blocked by GN particles, and finally he could only move forward coldly, silently, and ruthlessly.

[Areluya! Why bother with them? As long as we can continue to exist without regrets!]

Hallelujah cried in her mind.

Fighting is a happy thing for him.

In battle, every step of the ideal is a sweet fruit that surpasses everything else, and it can even satisfy people's hearts more than success itself.

"But--"

Areluya hesitated a little and said:

"I want to find the root of their lives so much, just as I stand here, why do they stand here-"

Why did angels fall? It was just because they had the heart of humanity.

——But I think the angel with the heart of humanity is more beautiful.

It is not about living for one's own sake, but about a brilliant life.

Therefore, angels understand others, and angels harm others.

The GN beam saber cuts through the wall of steel, and the angels on earth block the evil people's way.

There was only a middle-aged woman who was about to escape in the huge command room.

The air here ejaculates into space early, and there are problems with gravity manufacturing devices.

She was wearing a space suit, under her helmet, without hiding her face. Under the dim light, the fine wrinkles were doing evil on her face, and her high cheekbones were upright. She quietly watched the coming angel-

It represents unparalleled power and violence.

The cold steel had no emotions, and the ruthless Gundam raised his muzzle.

But Arreluya wanted to press the trigger, but through high-precision camera, he found that the woman's lips seemed to be twitching, as if she wanted to convey something through radio, but was blocked by GN particles.

Do you want to surrender?

He hesitated for a moment and put down Gundam's gun.

——There shouldn't be any problem.

He began to think carefully and hard about possible dangers, and finally communicated with moments through his brain quantum waves.

"Then go and do it."

The Avalanche Angel has cleared all its enemies and is on the way to converge with the Fallen Angel Gundam.

In the moment in the cockpit, he began to hack the hacking operation through the system of the broken warship that can be connected to the angels. After hearing Areluya's choice, he couldn't help but think of the confrontation between himself and Ali Al Sassez in his previous life and replied:

"Be prepared, don't be afraid."

So he opened the hatch, got off the fallen Angel Gundam, approached the range where the radio wave could convey information, and raised his gun to the woman.

He was about to say hello, but the woman spoke first.

The voice was gentle and full of surprise.

"You are only fifteen or sixteen years old... so young, you are on the battlefield."

Facing the dark gun, she was not afraid.

Areluya did not respond to this and asked directly:

"You are members of the PMC Trust. What position do you hold and why do you attack the Copernicus!"

The voice in the communication is sharp and tough.

The man smiled and nodded, stared at the man gently, and said:

"I am the captain of this fleet and it is indeed a PMC Trust. This time it is a superior mission, and we have to do it. I just didn't expect that your armed forces are so amazing... I did fail, let you deal with it, I have no regrets. If possible, shoot..."

Shooting? Is she seeking death?

The reason why life is to survive is to seek survival. But why do there be those who seek death?

Death is nothing, nothing is nothing—

In other words, everything will be dissolved in meaninglessness.

"Why?"

The muzzle he raised was slanted downwards, and he couldn't help but question:

"You are just mercenaries, are you? Why do you always fight? Are you not afraid of death? Don't you want to survive?"

Her face changed in an instant, twisting into a whirlpool of intense pain.

"Child, since you have such a question, it means you are not the same person as us..."

She paused and continued:

"When a man's life is wonderful, he will never ask why, but is only born for the beauty of life itself. Only misfortune and suffering, which is not worthy of any terrible thing that is boasting and preaching will make people unable to help but question why they exist. There is no need to understand our situation, I just hope that you will always leave all this far away-"

But the more I say this, the more people on the other side want to know-

"Please tell me, ma'am. I have had an unfortunate past, too...I want to know why the unfortunate existence in this world is like this?"

Areluya's face was firm.

So while observing Areluya's expression, the woman began to tell the story of their team gently.

That is a story that can be traced back to eighteen years ago.

The PMC Trust is located in the Republic of Moralia in southern Europe. The country was founded in 2284 with a population of only 180,000, but it lives in three million foreign workers, relying on military industry as the lifeline of the economy.
To be continued...