Ultra-dimensional Warfare

The expected thing happened as it was. The crusade fleet dispatched by the Earth Headquarters of the New United Army was completely destroyed in an incredible process. This result is unacceptable for the Earth Headquarters. But for He Inexplicably, it was reasonable and unexpected. He thought that the song of the wind would affect and even destroy the crusade fleet. But the process was that the warships in the fleet fired at each other and went to Huangquan together. Should we be glad that the crusade fleet did not carry dimensional weapons at this time?

Regardless of the result, at the same time the news was confirmed, the luminous phenomenon of the relics on the seabed disappeared, and there was no vision in Ragnar Star, and everything seemed to have returned to the original state.

"Go back!" After some inexplicable thought, He decided to return. I saw that he turned his head to look at the wet guide and nodded: "Thanks for your hard work! Let's take a break now! I'll do the rest."

At the same time, there was a deep roar from the horizon, and it was the two of Yong-Dyson and Kudo who came to respond on the order of Captain Catherine.

As the VF-25 slowly landed next to the ship in the form of a guardian, Yong Dyson's voice also came from under the slowly opened canopy.

"Sir! Is it going to start again?"

He inexplicably twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head secretly. This is also a fighting madman. When he was fine, he always took Graham to practice, and ran faster than anyone when he heard that he was going to start a fight. I'm afraid I know what is fun from Catherine. Otherwise, the fighting madman's fighting sense is too sensitive! !

"After you go back, keep your spirits up!" He inexplicably boarded the manipulator that the VF-25 stretched out, and said angrily. Everyone likes those who dare to fight! But the subordinates who are obsessed with fighting are a headache.

"Yes! Sir!" Yong Dyson replied, raising his hand in salute very simply. After the two singers were also pulled up inexplicably, under the **** of Kudo in mid-air, they quickly returned to the MACROSS Phoenix in the form of guardians.

————————————

The archbishop coughed a few times gently, and after taking a cup of water from the hand of the attendant to moisturize his throat, he let out a long sigh of relief. Gramia Nerisi, the prince of the Windermere royal family before, suddenly ran over and asked about the singing that he had just heard, and he was entangled for a long time.

The problem was not serious at first, but when the topic was about to end, the prince of the Windermere royal family suddenly proposed to meet the legendary wind singer.

In response, the archbishop's expression changed slightly. If it weren't for the excitement of Prince Windermere, I'm afraid he would find the archbishop strange. But in fact, there is no if. After learning of Prince Windermere’s intentions, the Archbishop began to talk about it, trying to divert the prince’s attention. But the result was unsatisfactory. In the end, after the archbishop gritted his teeth and forced out a lie that "the singer of the wind is in urgent need of recuperation because of excessive consumption," everything ended like this.

In the archbishop's consternation, the Prince Windermere told the archbishop that he must take good care of the windsinger, and then left in the dim light emitted by the star-shaped sense organs unique to Windermere.

"What the **** is going on?" The archbishop was extremely puzzled by Prince Windermere's sudden 180-degree turn, but he couldn't sort out the way here for a while.

"Forget it! No matter what the Windermere people think, the ruins are now in our hands." The archbishop with the ruins in his hands doesn't care about the thoughts of the Windermere royal family.

The door was knocked.

"Come in!"

"Archbishop! There is news." Bishop Alto came in. He looked up at the attendants standing around the room. After looking at the archbishop, the archbishop nodded.

After everyone left and there were only two people left in the room, the archbishop said, "Say it!"

"When we were at war with the fleet sent from the Earth Headquarters of the New United Army, both Poludor and Ragnar were captured. The hands were the Phoenix Fleet under He inexplicably and the Marc-Ginas Seventh Ship. The regiment's fleet." Bishop Alto said slowly.

"Really?" The archbishop didn't seem to be surprised by the capture of his own planet. Driven by the automatic wheelchair, the archbishop slowly came to the desk, fumbled on it, and then pressed a button.

Picture after picture will pop up.

There are images, photos, and voice messages. Listening to the voice messages from the front and looking at the video data, the archbishop's complexion became more and more gloomy.

"Bishop Alto, do you think the above secrets will be exposed?" The archbishop was silent for a while before slowly speaking out the question in his heart.

Bishop Alto was also silent for a while, and finally he said: "The ruins of Poludor are not important, but the ruins of Ragnar are the most important. I dare not draw conclusions, nor do I dare to think about it by chance. That man led the fleet to capture Ragnar Star and simply executed the orders of the Earth Headquarters."

"Imagine? No, this is not an illusion. That man should have known it. Otherwise, he and her, Lin Mingmei, after a long fifty years, can still maintain such a young appearance!!" The archbishop After taking a breath, he smiled bitterly and said: "The news that we have been spreading for decades is true."

"So what? Ragnar Star will not return to our hands because of our regret." Alto shook his head and said.

"Yeah! That's right. What's the situation over there?" The archbishop nodded, and then asked.

"Data analysis has started. It takes 6 hours of data for technicians to know the problem."

"Six hours? Let the order go on! Now that the new united fleet attacking Windermere has been wiped out. Then, we should go and take back what belongs to us!" The archbishop clenched his fists and waved heavily.

"However, the next organism does not guarantee continuous use. According to the latest report of the technical staff, we are still a long way from the most perfect singer." Although Alto does not object to the archbishop's proposal to attack Ragnar, he also proposed Questioned.

"There is no way to continue using it, just make more! Like ammunition! What's more, when we attack Ragnar, the new integrated fleet hiding elsewhere will definitely take the opportunity to sneak attack." The archbishop took the crutch and used force. After the pillar hit the ground a few times, the voice said in a gloomy voice: "Then create a few more organisms and let them destroy the newly integrated fleet in singing!!"

Bishop Alto frowned while listening to the archbishop talking about grand achievements. Although he also called the clones of the Starsongers as living organisms, in his heart he faintly felt wrong. He seems to dislike this approach, but at the top of the church, everything must overwhelm personal emotions. Otherwise, he, the first bishop, would be negligent.

"As you wish! Archbishop!" Bishop Alto bent down and said respectfully.

"Go! Arrange it! Although our fleet didn't do anything this time, the next thing is our vital battle. Let them cheer up and cheer up!" The archbishop nodded and said loudly.

"Yes! Archbishop!" After Bishop Alto responded, he turned and left the room.

"Soon! Soon!" The archbishop clenched his fist and waved to the void at the moment the door closed, as if he was hitting someone.

————————————

He inexplicably just returned to the MACROSS Phoenix before he fell from the VF-25's manipulator, and a communication from Mark followed.

"Oh! Inexplicable!" As soon as the screen opened, I saw that half of his face was covered by large sunglasses, which was undoubtedly Mark.

"Remains?" Why Mo's list went straight into the list and directly pointed out the topic.

"Uh, it seems that the same is true on your side!" Mark was taken aback for a moment, then smiled bitterly. As soon as the lens shook, it was shifted to another direction. Three long pointed pillars are clustered together in order. These pillars are either spherical or carved, and the shapes are very peculiar. However, there are some figures in front of the multiple passage openings on the ruins. From a distance, it seems that something is still waving.

"What's going on?" He asked with a frown inexplicably.

"I don't know. Just now, after these ruins suddenly glowed and dimmed, when I wanted to send someone to investigate, they were stopped by the local natives." Mark said as he pulled into the camera. "Look! These natives don't seem to welcome us into the ruins."

"Such a thing happened? There is no such thing on my side." He frowned inexplicably. In the plot of the Horse Triangle, apart from being intercepted by the Windermere Stars, the actor's personnel usually go to the ruins when they want to enter and leave. And now, unexpectedly, there has been an accident of local indigenous conservation relics! This is also caused by the hope that the goddess teaches? Or is it the spontaneous behavior of local indigenous people?

"What do you think? In fact, we don't care about the ruins very much, but just want to make it clear." Mark's voice sounded again, and the camera refocused on Mark himself.

He shook his head inexplicably and said, "Just leave it alone. Mark, after the fleet changes defense, come over to me! Next, I'm afraid it will be a big battle."

"War? You mean those lunatics will run to your side?"

"Haha! That's right. Both me and Lin Mingmei are enough to attract those lunatics to run over. What's more, I still have a trump card in my hand." He inexplicably raised the corner of his mouth and smiled confidently.

"Ace? Then, I'll wait and see!" Mark haha ​​smiled.

"Right! How are Milena and Basara?"

"Relax! The problem is solved! It was flattened by Miria!" Mark shrugged and said lightly.