nebula story

Glancing quietly at His Majesty Fern, the mechanic beside him silently began to prepare, his men calibrated, selected tools, and programmed warm-up, all of which were accurate and standard.Different from the reckless and cheerful one more than a year ago, Zion's face today is calm and calm after a whole year of war.

Chesu...the mecha they were chasing after was Chesu.

In front of Zion's eyes, the once-short acquaintance involuntarily appeared.The stunning appearance at the Royal Trooping Ceremony, after clever calculations, the genius boy forced him and Oulian to abandon the plane and escape; in front of the parts warehouse window off the field, he smiled and handed over the manual maintenance tools he had dreamed of...

When he heard the news of his death in battle, he and Oulian once cried in each other's arms, but who would have imagined that when we saw each other again, it would be like this!

Trying to suppress his shock, he concentrated.

In the dark sky, the figure of the Federation Mecha flying across the sky was as fierce as an eagle, its dodging and flying were full of determination and fierceness, like a sharp sword, like a gust of wind, bringing out a splendor of rapid flight.

But the chasing mecha behind them was equally full of rage and hostility, following closely the enemy's tracks like a shadow, and never falling behind.In addition to chasing, the soul-chasing firepower also opened fire at the same time, firing at Nanzhuo and Chesu's mechs mercilessly and like poisonous snakes!

More and more imperial mechas are coming!

Strictly obeying His Majesty's personal orders, all the chasing mechs did not participate in the battle for the time being, but carefully narrowed the encirclement smaller and smaller, and finally gradually completed the encirclement.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it, and fired a fire bomb at the federal mecha surrounded by siege. In the dazzling white light, a poisonous snake rushed towards the target like a poisonous snake.

The moment his gaze caught sight of the enemy plane's firepower, the mecha piloted by Nan Zhuo had already completed the positioning and fire counterattack in an instant. The fuselage slanted and shifted in milliseconds. A huge red firework.

"Who!?" A cold voice sounded on the communication channel instantly, and His Majesty's question was filled with extreme anger, "From this moment on, no one is allowed to attack. Those who disobey the order will die!"

Everyone was silent, and the imperial mech pilots who were traveling with them all retracted their hands from the force launcher.

In the mist, the federal silver mech flashed like a ghost, and the laser cannon on the left arm shot out immediately. Suddenly, it accelerated to the side of the encirclement and attacked an imperial enemy plane!

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the imperial mecha tilted its body, and it was hit by lightning like lightning, and it rolled and fell towards the ground without any power to fight back!

In the entire sky, densely packed dozens of imperial army air mechs were facing the enemy, circling and roaring in the air, up and down, left and right, front and back, all directions were airtight, staring at each other, sternly killing the ferocious.

Looking coldly at the locust-like enemy plane in front of him, the movements of Nan Zhuo's subordinates instantly rose to an astonishing level. A beautiful fake assault, their mechas bypassed several mechas that were trying to outflank them, and instantly appeared on the other side. On the one hand, rush towards a seemingly impossible gap!

Suddenly, red light flashed rapidly on the LCD panel in front of him, and something was approaching behind him like a ghost.The corners of Nan Zhuo's eyes twitched slightly, and he resolutely gave up the breakout. His subordinates manipulated like phantom flowing water, like a prophet, and opened the high-energy protective wall behind him in advance - the moment the dark blue light wall popped up, the leading imperial mecha bullied The knife that came was slashing their backs!

Powerful collision, close combat!Under the violent shock, the high-energy protective wall emitted a ripple-like blue wave, breaking apart layer by layer.

And the alloy blade of the imperial mech also let out a piercing sound in the air. Due to the high-speed impact, the flames splashed, bent to one side, and instantly twisted and deformed!

In an instant, in the two mechas that had just been hit close to each other, on the LCD panel of the main console, a rapid damage prompt lit up at the same time.

Seeing that familiar combat style, something broke out in Chesu's heart, ready to move.Who was in the mecha that was following, he was finally ready to reveal himself in this savage blow, which made his heart agitated for a moment.

"Nanzhuo, let's join hands and fight them!" Chesu said suddenly, his bright eyes fixed on the imperial mecha that was biting them to death on the monitor screen.

Surprised and ecstatic, Nan Zhuo turned to look at him: "Okay! Let's go together!"

His heart was filled with great hope, and his heroic face was full of smiles: "The best mecha pilot in the Federation and the most powerful mechanic in the former empire, I wonder if this is a luxurious dream combination?"

Without answering, Chesu's hand was already lightly pressing on the button he was most familiar with, his expression focused, and his eyes became more and more radiant.

That was his world, his own domain!

In a blink of an eye, Nan Zhuo had already adjusted the angle that was almost out of control, and turned on the smooth flight mode. At that moment, Chesu's hand on the mechanic position began to move rapidly for the first time today.

Programming, input, automatic maintenance of the machine - the real confrontation begins now, the battle of two mechas is never a battle of one person!

But Fern's mecha didn't change the flight mode together, and ignored the slightly damaged alloy blade. The huge mecha charged fiercely again, and the short-range gun barrel was opened, and began to lock on Nanzhuo and Chesu Mecha flanks.

Frowning tightly, mechanic Zion suppressed his dissatisfaction forcefully, squinted at His Majesty the Emperor beside him, and reluctantly gave up the maintenance preparations.Terrible!With such intense turbulence, the maintenance arm couldn't focus at all. His Majesty the Emperor is fighting alone, are you determined to fight to the death? !

But Nan Zhuo's dodge was affected by Fern's brazen play after all.Under the threat of being locked, the smooth flight mode had to be switched instantly, quickly, turned around, and got rid of the lock.Chesu, who had just completed the programming input, finally couldn't press the manual button to control the maintenance.

With his eyes fixed on the monitoring screen, he and Nan Zhuo looked at each other, holding their breaths and waiting calmly.At the moment when the two mechas passed by each other, each dodging the other's close-up blades to meet each other, Nanzhuo changed to cover, Chesu controlled the maintenance arm, and they began to cooperate gorgeously with tacit understanding!

Under the black sky of Fisher Planet, a group of mechas as black as ink dots hovered. In the vast battlefield in the middle, two mechas fought fiercely, looming in the tumbling clouds in the sky.

Like a chaser from the end of the world, the imperial mecha driven by Fern was always full of thunderous anger, and he launched a series of manic active attacks. He insisted on it, and refused to relax for a moment.

But that can only be insisted, the federal mech it is chasing is still firmly in the upper hand.The most outstanding mecha pilot in the Federation, Nan Zhuo, who made a stunning appearance in that blocking battle and returned after disappearing for a year, played equally tough, but with incomparable calmness and delicacy, step by step, he gradually led the battle. Rhythm.

It belongs to the rhythm jointly controlled by him and Chesu, tacit understanding, gorgeous and effective, without redundant words, but it makes Fern fall into more and more anxious emotions.

The expression became more and more helpless, and Zion finally couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty! Our mechs are already seriously damaged, please give me some time!"

It seemed that he didn't hear his words at all, His Majesty Fern beside him had an extremely gloomy expression.

In the mecha in front was the person who was supposed to be sitting next to him! ...doing gorgeous and skilled repairs, cooperating tacitly with the federal people who deserve to die [-] times around him, treating him like nothing.

In that fierce battle, all the confrontation and confrontation seemed to be full of mockery and contempt, looking down at him indifferently in the sky—yes, it seemed that Chesu’s bright and proud eyes were telling the truth clearly. In a word: no matter who is sitting next to me, I can hold up the sky under this mech!

And this was enough to make him mad!

Seeing Fern's aggressive style of play, Zion's heart became more and more uneasy.

This can't be done, although there are countless imperial mechs escorting around, and although His Majesty's fearless style of play has indeed suppressed the opponent, their mecha damage has also become more and more serious in the countless collisions and hand-to-hand fights .

In the face of this ever-changing and powerful war machine, who can guarantee that His Majesty, who seems to have lost his mind, will be unscathed?

That is the most honorable emperor just enthroned in the empire, that is the new monarch whose prestige and popularity are far higher than the other two heirs to the throne! ...

As if to confirm his worry and helplessness, the trembling voice of the Marshal of the Empire came from the communicator between them and the ground: "Your Majesty, if you insist on going your own way, I will forcefully order the escorting mecha brigade to attack! This should not be the battlefield where you appeared!..."

"Shut up!" Fern suddenly became angry, and his violent emotions were completely uncontrollable. "I repeat, whoever dares to step forward will be executed!"

"Even if you are beheaded, I will definitely let you back!" The Marshal's tone was extremely anxious, and he risked everything, "Compared with the life of His Majesty the Empire, my life is insignificant!"

Quietly dialing the communication frequency band on the dashboard, Zion nervously began to experiment with adjustments.

...The pointer trembled slightly, and finally found a strange frequency band, but of course, it couldn't be connected.As if nothing had happened, he began to manipulate the maintenance button at his hand, and he hit it rhythmically.

Three long, one short, and one long.

Approaching in a blink of an eye, Chesu's eyes suddenly froze in the bright silver mecha driven by Nan Zhuo.Seeing the flickering of the small mechanic special indicator light on the flank of the enemy plane, he was slightly taken aback, and then began to adjust the instrument panel.

"What's the matter?" In the midst of his busy schedule, Nan Zhuo also noticed the strange indicator light on the other side.

"The mechanic's light language that is commonly used by our imperial mechanic brigade." Chesu replied, and after a slight electric noise, the prompt to connect to the docking frequency band flashed on the panel.

It seems that only a second later, a familiar voice came from the communication band: "Chesu, please surrender."

……Zion.

The messy red hair and the fist he punched on his chest with a laugh came before his eyes.For a moment, Chesu's eyes became moist.

Zion, it's good that he's alive.

When the imperial mecha on the opposite side heard Zion's words, its tactical actions paused for a moment.A distant lightning flashed across the sky, as if it stopped Fern's attack.

Turning around and staring at Zion coldly, Fern's icy blue eyes were full of great anger and uncontrollable violence.

Without saying anything, he stiffened his body.

"Zion, long time no see." Chesu smiled, but his heartbeat was uncontrollable.That person was also on the other side of the communication band, and he could hear his every word.

Would you like to ask him too?For a moment, his heart beat like a drum.

"Chesu, you see, you can't get away." Zion resisted the strong air pressure around him, and his heart was beating.Even though he usually escaped from the rascals, he didn't dare to challenge His Majesty's thunderous wrath.

But he couldn't back down, and couldn't let this inexplicable battle continue.In the monitoring window on one side, the imperial mecha team that had received the death order from the Marshal had already gathered silently. At any time, a thousand guns might be fired to open the giant net of the god of death.

"Surrender, it's a deal to exchange prisoners of war with you." Zion said calmly, "Unless you have other intentions, why are you fleeing and why are you fighting?"

Listening quietly, Chesu said softly, "I never thought of running away."

After waiting for a while, Zion did not wait for any words from Fern.

It seemed that because of hearing Chesu's voice, the man beside him suddenly withdrew from his rage, and remained silent with a gloomy face.It's just that Zion noticed with sharp eyes that His Majesty Fern's hand was trembling a little bit.

Was that anger at its peak?Or are there other factors?

... Zion sighed in his heart, unable to tell.

"Then stop it," he said.

The two mechas stopped in the air, silent, and suspended the stormy battle just now, but at almost the same moment, two voices sounded at the same time.

"No, come on." Nan Zhuo's faint but firm voice.

"No, I don't accept it." Fern refused coldly and mercilessly.

……

The two mechanics were stunned at the same time.

"I'll rush out with him, that shitty prisoner-of-war exchange treaty was made by you bastards, it doesn't count." Nan Zhuo smiled contemptuously.

Looking ahead coldly, the mania on Fern's face finally disappeared slowly.Squinting his eyes, there was no expression on his side face. He was neither irritated by Nan Zhuo's rude scolding, nor showed any loss of control.

"Chesu." He finally spoke.

Trembling all over, Chesu, who had been quiet all this time, sat up straight when he heard the voice, and stared blankly at the mecha in front of him. His heart was filled with soreness, and his throat was suddenly blocked.

"Your Highness..." He replied in a low voice, using the old customary address again.

Fern was silent, and there seemed to be countless pictures surging in front of him.Looking at the escort mechas slowly approaching all around, boundless disappointment and self-loathing surged up.

"Don't come any closer, Lord Marshal, tell them to back down." He said calmly, with a huge deterrent force, but he also recovered his indifference and calmness, "I still remember my responsibility."

Slowly heaving a sigh of relief, the imperial officers on the ground listened silently.

After a long time, His Majesty Fern's voice finally sounded again.

"Chesu...died in the cockpit of the mecha in the sky, and died in the artillery fire fired by me. This is the last kindness I can give you." He said slowly, as if he was suppressing the pain in his chest. what emotion.That repressed thing is so intense and painful, corrosive as vitriol.

He tried his best to make his voice indifferent, and let the magma in his chest dissipate: "Let's bid farewell, this is the best ending."