Ultra-dimensional Warfare

Time slowly moved forward, and finally came the Miss Macros campaign day where the people of the No. 25 Ship Group were eagerly waiting. Earlier, Caius Entertainment publicly announced that the galaxy singer Lin Mingmei, who has returned to Earth, will come to the No. 25 Ship Group and participate in the selection of Miss MACROSS as a special guest. Once the news was announced, it immediately caused an enthusiastic response across the galaxy. It was supposed to be just an ordinary trial for a single ship group. From the moment when the news that the Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei publicly became a trial referee was announced, it instantly evolved into a major public event across the galaxy. In just a few days, countless spacecraft from all over the galaxy continuously rushed out of the FOLD voyage to the No. 25 convoy. Among them, the number of Zenith Stars accounted for nearly two-thirds of the visitor flow.

"Oh. A galaxy fairy is enough to give me a headache. I worry about whether it will cause international disputes. Now there is a galaxy singer who is coming to our ship group. Can this old man live a peaceful life? Looking at the recent public security reports, Howard couldn't help but feel a headache for the public security index, which is beginning to show a soaring trend.

"How come?" Catherine, who knew some insider information, stopped talking.

Howard sighed, looked at his daughter and said, "Elena is in charge of the galaxy fairy. On the galaxy singer's side, I want to ask you to go. You must know that if something happens to the galaxy singer, those minds The simple Zenith star might be rioting. I can’t believe in others, Catherine, how about helping me this old man?"

"Understood! Your Excellency the President." Catherine agreed without thinking. Thinking of what the mentor Grobal had confessed before leaving the earth, it might be an opportunity to take over the job of receiving Lin Mingmei in front of him.

Seeing his daughter so refreshed, Howard took the task can’t help but exclaimed with joy: “Well. The Galaxy Diva will leave it to you. The counting time should be almost here. You go and make preparations! I have to Please go to Sir Billa. This time he will provide security for free, right?"

Catherine nodded, confessed to her father, and left the presidential office. As soon as the door was closed, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Oh! I didn't expect to see you here! Miss Catherine. I have heard of you coming back a long time ago. It's just that I've been busy dealing with all kinds of things recently, and I have the honor to see you now."

When Catherine heard the sound, she turned around and looked at her. A man who looked very smart and capable was looking at her with a kind smile. She knows this man. Lyon-Mishima, the chief assistant officer whom Catherine's father Howard relied on.

"The Chief Assistant Officer of Mishima, long time no see! There have been many accidents in the fleet recently!" Catherine smiled.

Mishima nodded, seemingly complaining: "Yes! I was so busy recently with those bugs. It finally came to an end. I don’t know if Miss Catherine will have time to accompany me, the poor person who is already busy and is about to faint. What about people?"

Catherine pursed her lips and said: "The Assistant Officer Mishima is really joking! Although I don't know much about those bugs, I don't think Leon Mishima, who is the assistant officer of the President, can't be helped?" Catherine paused. , Then said: "The President, please be in charge of receiving the Galaxy singer. Time is running out! Please forgive me goodbye."

After Catherine said, she didn't wait for Mishima to react, stepped straight on her long legs, and walked out of the gate with brisk footsteps.

"Tsk tusk. Did the flowers in the greenhouse turn into thorny roses?" Mishima thought, looking at Catherine's away back, his eyes flashed.

At the far right front of the No. 25 ship group, in the depths of an asteroid belt. Three VF-25s are conducting combat readiness patrols.

Saotome Art, who is the first to operate a real machine, will inevitably be ridiculed and mocked by Michel, who is the lead machine. Along the way, Saotome Alt's small flaws will be magnified and mocked by Michel without any scruples. Under Michel's almost endless verbal offensive, the breath that Saotome Art held in her heart became more and more suffocated, almost exploding.

Xiaozhengtai Luca tried hard to be an old man, but was finally ignored by the two who were calling each other. This made Xiao Zhengtai a serious blow.

"Didi..."

The early warning radar of Xiaozhengtai's landline sounded a burst of alarms.

"The enemy is found! Two enemy planes!" Xiaozhengtai Luca shouted while operating the radar quickly.

"Oh! Is it finally here?" Michelle, who seemed a little addicted to mocking his friend, gave a whistle, and then said: "Hey! Princess. As a gift for the first time driving the real machine, it is right in front! Can it go smoothly? It's up to you to pass the ground!"

"What?" Saotome Art stared straight at the so-called enemy plane's information displayed on the screen. VF-25F, a highly mobile deformable fighter, equipped with a super backpack, the VF-25 is extremely mobile. Saotome Art looked at the two light spots that flickered back and forth in the asteroid belt, and muttered, "Is it a simulated battle of real-machine confrontation?"

"Yes! Princess! Do you think it is an ordinary patrol mission? Thinking too much. This is a simulated confrontation! Your opponent is one of the two VF-25Fs ahead. Defeat him and you can pass into the team. Test it!" After squeezing her eyes at Saotome Art on the screen, Michelle flew aside to be the audience with Luca, who was smiling with her face.

Ozma walked into the bridge through the automatic door that opened, and Geoffrey Wilder, who was sitting in the captain's seat, turned his head slightly and asked, "How?"

Ozma shook his head and sighed: "No play. Overwhelming power. I thought it was just a whim from that guy. Who knew he was even pulled over."

"Oh? He?" The information update speed of the old captain, who was busy communicating with someone on the bridge, lags behind, and there is no reaction for a while.

Ozma curled his lips and muttered a name: "The Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei has come to our ship group! Who else do you think?"

Captain Jeffrey was astonished for a while, and after his head crashed for a while, he asked in disbelief, "He just ran here?"

Ozma shrugged his shoulders, and said with some discomfort: "Otherwise, why would there be a second VF-25? As soon as the group of businessmen heard the name, they prepared a special machine as quickly as possible. The virtues of capitalists It really makes me sick!"

"Oh! It seems that the pension is not earned. Does our boss know?"

"you guess?"

Ok. The answer is obvious. Own BOSS is a loyal fan of the Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei, and almost every SMS senior employee will know about it. After the news that the Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei came to the No. 25 ship group spread, his own boss will definitely select elite troops to take the initiative to take on the task of protecting Lin Mingmei. It's no wonder that he will drive a VF-25 in the simulated battlefield. Jeffrey knew all about the habits of his boss, but what he didn't know was that his boss had already sent an elite team to protect Lin Mingmei.

The VF-25F with a black and silver cut camouflage exterior is extremely flexible and shuttles around in the asteroid belt. Behind him was a VF-25F painted in red.

"Not bad! Sir!" Yong-Dyson exclaimed as he looked at the VF-25F, who was moving freely in the asteroid belt like a fish in front of him.

"It's a trivial matter! The VF-25 is really good." As a C-class machine, the VF-25, which is now a B-class pilot, can be manipulated without any pressure in the hands of He inexplicably. Any maneuver can be done as smoothly and smoothly, as if it is a human-machine integration. Of course, this is still inexplicably driving the VF-25 at a general level. If the strongest state is fully developed, the VF-25 may have some accidents that exceed the design limit.

After crossing a larger asteroid on the left and right, Yong Dyson's red VF-25 slightly advanced. At the same time Yong-Dyson asked: "Sir, are you going up? Or me?"

"You go! I was only curious for a while before I came here." He smiled inexplicably.

"OK! Then, let me go! Sir, look forward to it!" The VF-25 super backpack burst out with a powerful thrust, and the speed of the VF-25 soared to a limit in an instant. In the slow movement of the asteroid belt floating in the void, the red VF-25 has disappeared from the inexplicable sight.

Lanhua, who put on her swimsuit and was about to take the stage, squatted in the corner, staring blankly at the doll-like mobile phone in her hand. The girl murmured, "Alter, why didn't you reply to my message?"

At this time, a voice that made Lanhua very familiar with it sounded.

"Are you lost?"

Lanhua stood up immediately and retorted: "No! I just want to be quiet." As soon as she finished speaking, the girl found out that the owner of the voice was Shirley-Nome, whom she had admired for a long time. The girl's face turned red in an instant, and she waved her hand again and again: "No, it's not like this."

Shirley did not pursue the reason why Orchid was hiding in the corner. Either it is fear, or worry, or even other reasons. But none of this is what prevents the realization of dreams. Therefore, Shirley Lu smiled and said, "Orchid. Since you have decided to embark on this road, you have decided to embark on the path of catching up with me and catching up with Lin Mingmei. Then, you have to ignore the problems and obstacles ahead, You have to do your best to defeat it. Only then can you realize your dream. Stand on the stage between me and her and sing to your heart's content."

In an instant, the soft white light seemed to form a beautiful halo around Shiryllu's body, allowing the girl to see a guiding light in the confusion.