Very happy life of a Gundam pilot and a temporary worker of the Space-Time Administration

"Great!"

"How would you know?"

The two girls held hands happily. Fumita was feeling strange when she suddenly caught sight of an approaching figure in the corridor from the corner of her eye.The other party was tall, wearing a wig and mask, acting suspiciously, so he immediately stepped forward and blocked the two of them behind him.

"Miss be careful!"

She issued a warning and stared at the man warily.Gudelia was taken aback, and Meiling immediately took out a pistol.

"I've always wanted to meet you." The man walked over unhurriedly, part of the mask was opened, revealing a pair of blue eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Gudelia Lanna . Bernstein."

"Who are you!?" Gudelia asked cautiously.

"You shouldn't die here. It's better to leave immediately. Because this place will soon become devastated by the armed labor riots."

"Armed riot? Are you..."

"Who do you think asked Tekkadan to send them the weapons to riot? It's your patron, Nobilis Gordon." He took a step forward and continued, "Didn't you even A child who doesn’t even understand? He is someone who will send his subordinates to lurk by your side in order to use you.”

"Could it be... Fumita!?"

Reminiscent of her abnormality just now, Gudelia finally understood. She turned her head to look at Fumita, and she saw her trembling slightly.

"What he said was true."

Fumita looked into Gudelia's eyes and admitted it frankly.But just when the masked man showed a smile of "Huan Ji Tong", Mei Ling suddenly said.

"Isn't that natural?"

All three of them cast surprised glances at her, and then they heard Meiling continue talking.

"It's not surprising that investors send observers to monitor their investment targets, right? As for the person you said is going to do bad things, what does it have to do with Miss Fumida? She didn't do bad things."

"..."

The masked man was caught off guard by the girl's remarks, opened his mouth, and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"It's you, hiding your head and showing your tail, sowing discord, no matter how you look at it, you are not a good person, right? Special Agent Major McGillis Farid of Gallarhorn."

Meiling pointed the gun at the masked man, her eyes sparkled, revealing his identity in one bite.

"This is really... I didn't expect to show my feet so soon." The masked man raised his hands and asked with some self-mockery, then turned to Gudelia: "However, what I said is true."

"That's no need for Gallarhorn's people to meddle in their own business!"

Gudelia hugged Fumida's arm tightly, showing obvious hostility towards McGillis.

"Actually, this disguise is to cover Gallarhorn's sight." McGillis took off the mask and wig helplessly, revealing his true face and said, "I am on your side, revolutionary girl, because you are people's hope."

"Thank you for your high opinion, but I won't trust you so easily."

"I'll prove it to you, but today it seems that it won't work. This is the last piece of advice. If you don't want to get involved in riots, get out of this satellite as soon as possible." McGillis showed regret, and put on his wig and mask again He was about to leave, but before he turned around, he saw that the girl had quickly opened the safety of the pistol, preventing him from taking another step.

"You can't go." Mei Ling who received Li Zi's instructions showed a determined look: "Our captain has a lot of questions to ask you about the riot, so please stay."

"Captain? May I ask who is that?" McGillis asked curiously.

"You'll know it when you see it."

"What if I say no?"

"Then please forgive me."

Meiling pulled the trigger without saying a word, and the bullets from the lasing blasted away McGillis's wig and mask - without these disguises, he couldn't even leave the hotel.

"... At this distance, you don't really think that ridiculous weapon will be useful to me, do you?"

McGillis frowned, and faced Meiling, showing a threat - he is nearly two meters tall, tall and strong, and has been well trained, with outstanding strength. Even ordinary soldiers are not his opponents even if they have guns, let alone the relationship between the two. The distance between them is less than seven steps.However, he soon found that the petite girl on the opposite side did not change her face, and even smiled.

"My marksmanship is very good, fast and accurate at this distance."

Boring bravado.

McGillis was about to make a move, but at this moment, an impressive voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I advise you not to take risks. If you underestimate her, you will suffer a lot, Mr. McGillis Farid."

Chapter 73 Making Money Standing Up

"You're... the one on the Martian farm..."

Turning around, McGillis Farid saw a somewhat familiar red-haired young man. After a while of recalling, he finally remembered where he had seen him.

"Good memory, my name is Ilson Lee."

Li Zi stretched out his hand to McGillis, and McGillis held it, looked at him with scrutiny, and asked with interest.

"You don't look like a Tekkadan."

Li Zi was not wearing Tekkadan's uniform, but the field suit of the Lord Angel - a black trench coat with active bulletproof function.In terms of appearance, it is somewhat similar to McGillis.Moreover, he is a veteran in the battlefield, and his temperament is completely different from that of the fledgling Sanriyue and others.

"But we stand on the same page."

Li Zi put his hands back in his pockets, blocking the entire corridor by himself.McGillis looked at him, then looked back at Meiling, lowered his shoulders, and showed a helpless smile.

"Really. It seems that I won't be able to leave today. Just now she said that you have a question to ask me?" He asked Li Zi.

"This is not the place to talk, Meiling."

Li Zi nodded to Meiling. Meiling put away her gun and turned into a secretary in seconds. She kindly invited McGillis into the room, brought refreshments after they were seated, and then obediently retreated behind Lizi.The contrast between the front and back was so great that McGillis couldn't help but look sideways.

"Before the topic starts, let's talk about the situation on Gallarhorn's side. What are you going to do?"

"It's not us." McGillis corrected: "It's the Moon's Outer Orbit Control Bureau, the Arian Heard Fleet. They are deliberately inciting the dissatisfaction of the laborers, and even indulged in the influx of weapons. They plan to catch them all after they start rioting. This is to kill chickens and monkeys."

"Why do this?"

Gudelia didn't go to Dortmund 2 and didn't know the situation yet, so Li Zi briefly introduced the demands of the workers, and Gudelia, who finally knew the reason, was immediately outraged.

"...Is this what Gallarhorn did!?" She glared at McGillis, accusing angrily, "Don't you claim to be the guardians of justice!?"

She has been living on Mars, and thought that only Mars and people outside the circle are suffering, but now she knows that the same situation is true in the Earth circle.

"Unfortunately, that was the former Gallarhorn, but the organization has been around for 300 years, and with no external threat, the interior is rotten. Now the colony is a vital source of income for Gallarhorn, of course Refuse to give more of the cake to the laborers."

"Haha, your feudal martial arts system of blood inheritance is a product of corruption, right?" Li Zi mocked unceremoniously.

"I admit this. But you can't deny that Gallarhorn has played an active role in the reconstruction after the fighting festival and in various major historical events. The stability of the past 300 years has also benefited from Gallar The order established by Erhorn."

McGillis said.He is the founder of Gallarhorn and a die-hard fan of Agunika Cayelu. He tried his best to plan everything, and the purpose is to revive Gallarhorn, so he can't bear others to deny Gallarhorn's achievements , because that is tantamount to denying his own life goals and existence value.

"..."

Li Zi smiled and said nothing. At this time, silence is the greatest contempt—in his opinion, the greater the "credit" of Gallarhorn, the greater the crime.The world has been played to the brink of collapse, what else can I say?

Without Gallarhorn, maybe this world would be more prosperous.

But Gudelia is much more straightforward.

"But you've become shameless parasites now!" she snapped.

"That's why I'm also looking for changes, so that Gallarhorn can get back to his original intention." Brother Kao, no, McGillis looked directly into Gudelia's eyes and said with a smile: "And this requires you and Tekkadan's help." help."

"In my opinion, there is no need for this, right? The only way for corrupted things to be swept into the garbage dump."

Knowing of Gallarhorn's tricks, the current Gudelia is full of hostility towards this organization.

"I didn't expect the revolutionary girl to be such a radical person." McGillis was a little surprised.

"Hmph, I'm sorry, I was so naive!"

"Okay, Gudelia, it is also our policy to unite all people who can be united. Let's talk about the business first." Li Zi held down Gudelia who was a little excited, and then turned to McGillis.

"We decided to intervene in the labor riots, so we need someone who knows Gallarhorn very well as a staff member. What do you think?"

"What!?" Never expecting that things would develop like this, McGillis was taken aback, and looked at Li Zi with some doubts: "With all due respect, labor riots will not succeed, they have no Combat experience, even with Tekkadan, is no match for Gallarhorn."

"That depends on what we do." Li Zi shrugged.

"With such a huge difference in strength, no matter what you do, it is impossible to win." McGillis shook his head.

"Really? I think it's a big deal."

"Why? Tekkadan's strength? Frankly speaking, it is really surprising that you have won all the way to come here, but there are troops from the Control Bureau in the colonial satellite, and Arian Heard's fleet outside. How are you going to win? ?”

"The troops of the Control Bureau are not our opponents. As for the Arian Heard fleet, no matter how strong they are, they can't drive warships into the colonial satellites, can they?" Li Zi laughed.

"Are you going to use the colonial satellite as a 'chip'!?"

Realizing Li Zi's plan, McGillis was taken aback.Not only him, Gudelia next to her was also stunned, too shocked by Li Zi's generous writing.

"if not?"

"The media and public opinion are in the hands of Gallarhorn! You will be regarded as the number one terrorist in the world! No one will support you if you cross the street! With all due respect, this will only backfire and make the situation of laborers worse. Instead In this case, it is better for you to do nothing, so that after the tragedy, the laborers can still gain the sympathy of the public and improve the situation a little bit." McGillis couldn't help but said: "In the current situation, this is already what I can think of. For the best."

"Oh, it turns out that the best outcome is that the laborers stretch their necks and wait to be slaughtered, and then the situation improves slightly because of the sympathy of the public?"

"Correct."

"What do you think of a laborer? A beggar on his knees?"

"At least they have jobs, better than Outer Circles and Mars!"

"Hahahahaha!"

This argument was so familiar that Li Zi couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's so ridiculous? In order to live, in order to live, patience is necessary, and only with patience can there be hope." Thinking of his past, McGillis said with deep emotion—he himself is not the Farid of the Seven Stars family. The blood of the family is only an adopted son, and has experienced an unbearable past. It is only through patience that he has achieved his current achievements and status

"But the laborers can't take it anymore."

"Under the current constitution, radical actions will only be labeled as terrorists by public opinion. Unfortunately, sometimes, life and dignity can only be chosen one or the other."

"But I just want them to live with dignity."

"Terrorists have no dignity."

"What if public opinion is controlled by us?"

"There is no such possibility, even if there is, there is Arian Heard's fleet outside."

"What if I keep them out?"

"Frankly, it's a pipe dream"

Thinking that Li Zi was talking nonsense, McGillis didn't want to continue listening. He stood up and turned to look at Li Zi, only to see him standing behind the window raising his hand and snapping his fingers.In the next second, the 'time' of the colony changed - all the reflectors began to move their angles to adjust the amount of sunlight incident. After a while, the red sunset fell on the colony at noon.

At the same time, the Internationale sung by MIKU resounded throughout the colony.

McGillis' expression turned from impatience to shock.He stared at Li Zi, suppressing the astonishment in his heart, and asked in a solemn tone.

"Who the hell are you!?"

"Me?" Against the background of the red sunset and the Internationale, which shocked the residents of Dort 3, Li Zi spread out his hands, with a tugging expression: "I am the speaker of the charity organization Great Love Boundless Everything House, Commander of the Lord Angel, Gundam pilot, nicknamed Black Unicorn, Pirate Buster, and Partner A of Justice. Here, it is Ilson Lee, the fire bearer."

He who pretended to be a big success smiled very freely.

[Obviously I did it all. ] The virtual villain of BIG.HARO punched Li Zi angrily.

Chapter 74 Getting Started

The sudden failure of the environmental control device immediately caused an uproar in the colony. At the same time, the Internationale played on the radio system made the entire colonial authorities and company executives panic. They all knew that a labor riot was about to happen, and the lyrics of the Internationale , properly is the true portrayal of the workers' hearts, and they can't help being nervous.

"What exactly is going on!?"

"Can't stop playing this damn song!?"

"Has the riot already started!?"

"It must be! Call Gallarhorn! Get their men!"

So the troops of the Gallarhorn Control Bureau were mobilized ahead of time, and stood ready in the square in front of the headquarters.

however--

On the long street leading to the headquarters of the colonial company, several small transport vehicles covered with protest slogans passed slowly. Trumpet, but did not speak - the Internationale echoing in the sky has already said all they want to say, like a declaration of battle, a charge horn, the most powerful weapon, so that they are full of strength even with bare hands.

"There has never been any savior, and we don't rely on gods and emperors. To create human happiness, it all depends on ourselves. We must recapture the fruits of labor, let our thoughts break through the cage, burn that furnace to red, and strike while the iron is hot to succeed... Although a little It's a bit over the top, but it's a really good song."

"Yes."