Ultra-dimensional Warfare

It was still the hill, the park, and the sky dyed red by the setting sun.

The girl in the Uniform of the American Star Academy stood quietly on the platform of the park, silently watching the beautiful sunset created by artificial means. The breeze gently blew the girl's usual vigorous, but now very weak side hair. The girl's expression was a little frustrated, her eyes were out of focus, and her thoughts were uncontrollable, and she kept recalling the call just now.

"Lanhua sauce! Sorry! I can't do anything about it! What I had negotiated with the program team was cancelled because I temporarily joined the show of Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei. Lanhua! Don't be discouraged! We still have a chance!" The long voice kept echoing in the girl's mind.

After Lan Hua officially debuted, she worked hard according to the arrangement of the president. In order to gather even a trace of fans, you have to pay 200% perspiration. However, it is not the same as the original. The big mountain that stood in front of Lanhua has changed from one to two. In addition to Shirley, the galactic fairy, there is a towering mountain waiting for Lan Hua's arrival in the far distance. There is no doubt that Lanhua's pressure is extremely huge. Compared to the original work, it was a small mess, sometimes deflated, but in the end it still got a good result. All media, all TV stations from the moment Lin Mingmei officially announced the concert again, all eyes and focus were attracted. Lin Mingmei. In order to gain attention, the more good news media even started so-called discussions under the title of the historical duel between the galaxy singer and the galaxy fairy.

With the eyes of the whole people focused on two singers who are famous for the Milky Way, Lan Hua and the president have been hit by the media's temporary change of mind more than once. In the beginning, Lan Hua continued to encourage and comfort himself, but this situation continued to appear. After frequent occurrences, Lan Hua gradually became depressed. After the president noticed it, he tried his best to make Lan Hua laugh, hoping that Lan Hua would not be so depressed.

Lan Hua picked up the puppet-like mobile phone and looked at the text message sent by the president. After thinking for a while, she rubbed the puppet phone with her thumb back and forth a few times, and the projection screen suddenly showed a name. , Alt. Lanhua had a lot to say in her heart, but she only thought of Saotome Art.

The ringtone rang slowly according to a certain rhythm. In the girl's expectation, this rhythmic ringtone was finally cancelled automatically because it exceeded the time.

"Alte, what are you doing?" Lan Hua lowered his hands weakly and said in frustration with his head down.

In the fading sunset, the helpless figure of the girl grew longer and longer. Behind the stone monument not far away, a figure was watching the girl silently.

The fatigue accumulated after a whole day of work was completely dissipated by the warm water, Shirley lay in the bathtub and sighed comfortably: "I'm really tired!"

"Sherry Lu. I have worked hard today!" The manager's voice came from outside.

"Yeah! It's okay! Just take a break!" Shirley stretched out and responded casually. From the corner of her eye, she saw the remote control placed on the small table, and Shirley took it over and turned on the small TV placed behind the bathtub.

As soon as the small TV was turned on, Shiryllu's very familiar face appeared. Lin Mingmei!

"It seems that Senior is ready to start!" Xue Lilu murmured as she watched the interaction between the host and Lin Mingmei.

Although Shiryllu is very optimistic about Lanhua, a Cinderella-like junior, it will be difficult for Lanhua to reach Shiryllu's level for a while. And now a more challenging existence has emerged. This made Shirley Lu immediately wake up and face it.

At this time, the voice of the agent sounded again. "Sherry Lu. Just now Mei Weng-Fang-Long sent a few concert tickets. Are you going?"

"Mei Weng?" Shiryllu turned off the voice of the small TV, and said in confusion.

"Lin Mingmei's new agent!" Grace added.

Upon hearing the name Lin Mingmei, Shirley Lu agreed without hesitation. After asking the agent to keep the tickets safe, Shirley Lu once again buried her body in the thick foam, feeling the warmth, and her thoughts began to drift around.

Lin Mingmei’s first public concert after 50 years away from the galaxy will definitely cause the entire galaxy to go crazy! Even the sensation caused by the public appearance of Miss Macross cannot be compared with the upcoming concert.

In Shiryllu's eyes, the host on the small TV has jokingly stated that the tickets for the first concert have been swept away within a few minutes of the public sale. According to backstage statistics, most of these tickets were not purchased by local audiences in the No. 25 cruise group, but by audiences from all over the galaxy. In this regard, the host also complained that the organizer should disclose the tickets to the entire galaxy, rather than limited to the No. 25 ship group.

In response to the host’s complaint, the new agent sitting next to Lin Mingmei announced in the name of Keyes that this was a measure to give fans across the galaxy a chance to come to the concert. With this explanation, the host can only smile bitterly.

"The whole galaxy?" Shirley murmured after turning off the small TV.

Under the soft light, the two figures sat face to face in front of the dining table.

Howard cut the steak into small pieces, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully and swallowed it, took a sip of the red wine, and looked up at the woman sitting opposite. His daughter Catherine said, "Catherine, that lady Why do you want to do this? She should know what the situation is now."

When Catherine heard the words, she put down her knife and fork, and now there are very few opportunities for two father and daughter to sit together for dinner. She didn't want to talk about any work at this time, but her father asked, and she had no choice but to answer. She sighed secretly and said: "Father. Miss Lin Mingmei will do this, of course she has her considerations. And father, don't forget the purpose of my own return to the ship group."

Howard seemed to be dissatisfied with Catherine's statement. He continued: "Although Lin Ming Meigui is a galaxy singer, her influence is too great. When our fleet is facing the deadly threat of those bugs, why should we hold a singing that can attract the attention of the whole galaxy? Yes? What if a bug suddenly strikes during that period. Our ship will become sinners."

Catherine knew what her father was worried about, but Catherine could not say everything until the final result came out. She knew that there must be that man's eyeliner around her father. Before taking control of the man's crimes, Catherine had to find a way to fool her father.

Catherine meditated for a while and said: "Father. I can guarantee that during the concert, our crew will not have any catastrophic problems. I promise this in the name of Captain MACROSS Phoenix."

"Is it catastrophic?" From his daughter's mouth, Howard heard a key term. He squinted his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he continued to deal with the steak, and from time to time he cared about Catherine's life.

Although that person's mouth was a little helpless about her father's promotion of this person all day, Catherine was silently relieved after seeing that her father was no longer obsessed with the issue of the upcoming concert. Now, the identity of the **** is basically determined, only the last step is to capture the most critical evidence. Thinking of this, Catherine looked at her father a little worried. In that man's plan, his father must be an obstacle that must be removed. Do you want to send a team of people to secretly protect your father? At this time, Catherine suddenly thought of Ozma. Suddenly, Catherine shook her head quickly, and slammed Ozma's face out of her mind.

"Why did you think of him?" Catherine thought while responding to her father's questioning.

Ozma who was in the meeting room suddenly sneezed, causing Yong Dyson who was sitting beside him to jump up.

"Sorry! Sir! It's rude!" Ozma said as he took out a tissue and wiped it.

After allowing Yong Dyson to sit back in his place, He inexplicably let go of Ozma who interrupted the meeting. After signalling to continue to be quiet, He inexplicably pressed a button on his personal terminal. A set of data popped out.

He inexplicably pointed to this set of data and began to explain the next action plan. After combining the intelligence sent by Lisa Jiutiao, He inexplicably drew an inference. Mishima and Grace, who have reached a consensus, will definitely move in the near future. And this action was obviously directed at the ruling team of the ship regiment and went straight away. In this situation, why inexplicably decided to arrange SMS personnel to monitor and protect each target. The skeleton team and the new team formed by Yong-Dyson and Lok Ang are responsible for sweeping the bugs around the ship group and possible frontline lairs. Before that wave of expected large-scale attacks, reduce the power of insects in this airspace as much as possible. While fighting, they also collected more data and experimented with newly developed anti-worm weapons.

"Ask!" Uncle Yong raised his right hand and asked.

"Say!" He nodded inexplicably.

"Am I responsible for leading a team?" Uncle Yong said with a smile. It seems to mean that I don't want to lead the team, I want to fly solo!

He inexplicably looked at the brilliant smile of Uncle Yong and sighed silently, "Captain Yong, you are allowed to move freely. But you must provide support to your teammates. I think you should be able to do this?"

"No problem!" Uncle Yong's voice was particularly powerful.