Gundam Seed: Final Destination Chapter 69: : Eighth Fleet

【Waiting for you in the silent night】

【Recover the forgotten smile】

【Some time has passed since then】

[My heart becomes gentle when I recall it]

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The beautiful music that belongs to Lux slowly sounded—interrupting Noel's thoughts.

The singing voice is incomparably clear and beautiful, as if it can penetrate into the hearts of the people and melt the pressure of stagnation in the heart.

"Lax, in a sense you are really scary..."

In Lux's singing, Noel's mind was cleared, and his whole body seemed to be refreshed by the spring breeze in the field on a hot summer day.

The existence of Lux and that beautiful singing voice really soothed the hearts of all those who participated in the war, which is one of the reasons why Lux can have such a great influence behind her.

With the addition of her identity as the daughter of Siegel Klein...

"Speaking of such a comparison, am I a bit too miserable?"

Nuoer couldn't help but suddenly thought of himself. Compared with these people, he was instantly beaten without any scum left.

Outside the door, Kira, whose heart was mercilessly stabbed by Fleur and others, also heard the singing.

The heart that was about to be shattered was now tinged with tenderness because of Lux's singing. Looking at the closed door behind him, Kira gradually calmed down.

"Is that girl singing?"

Sai Yi heard the sound and walked over from not far away, and found Kira's figure, and couldn't help saying: "What a beautiful singing voice."

"Yes." Kira nodded approvingly upon hearing this.

"However, this is also the result of rewriting genetic factors..."

However, just when Kira was about to say something, Sai suddenly said such a sentence.

Kira's eyes froze slightly, the originally gentle air seemed to freeze suddenly, and even the wound that had been healed by the singing just now began to ache again.

Could it be that all the achievements of the adjusters can really be achieved by "rewriting genetic factors"?

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At the same time.

On the bridge of the Archangel, Romel Parr, the shooting commander sitting in the communicator's seat, suddenly noticed a strange reaction on the instrument panel in front of him.

I quickly let go of the drink I was holding in my hand, and started to operate.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, and he couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Captain!"

Hearing his voice, Maru and Natal both turned their heads and looked over.

Seeing that Pal was still operating, Maru couldn't help poking his head out and asked, "What's wrong with Pal?"

Pal's voice suddenly shouted loudly: "Yes! It's communication! It's the signal pulse of the Eighth Fleet of the Earth Army!"

"What?"

"Can you track it?"

"I'm trying!"

Maru and Lieutenant Natal Bakilulu Qiqi came to Paar's side, staring intently at the screen in front of him.

Under Pall's operation, it was not until a few minutes later that the special wave pattern appeared on the instrument panel, but it still sounded like noise.

"I'll start parsing now!"

Pal tapped the keyboard quickly.

Not long after, a human voice mixed with noise came out of the loudspeaker.

(——Li···The Eighth Fleet Advance···“Montgomery”)

("Da··········································)

(呵呵——this...the eighth ship...archangel...please come back...)

"It's the troops under the command of Brigadier General Halbarton!"

"What is the location?"

"Wait a minute...it's still far away from us..."

"But...if we can rendezvous!"

The originally silent bridge suddenly cheered excitedly, and Jackie and Neumann clapped each other tacitly.

"Finally I can feel a little relieved!"

Maru slumped back to the command seat, as if she had collapsed, and the shackles that had been restrained for a long time were also released at this moment.

Relying on the limited manpower gathered here, they escaped desperately all the way to this point without relying on any external force, and now they finally saw a small light of hope.

The light seemed to cover every corner of the ship.

After hearing the news of the advance team, the tense expressions of the crew returned to smiling, and the atmosphere among the refugees became much more relaxed.

Just bear with it a little longer and get back in touch with lost loved ones once you hit the ground.

They gathered in the dining room and said so.

And in the corner of the lively restaurant, Sai revealed a new news to Fleur.

"My dad?"

Fleur smiled brightly like a flower, and the glamorous face made all the men lose their minds slightly.

"Well, I heard that he came with the advance team. Of course, he didn't know you were here, but we have passed the crew list..."

Seeing her smiling face, Sai also smiled in relief.

The light of hope shines on every place on the Archangel, except for...

In another room in the ship - Lux, who was alone, stopped singing, and hugged Harrow who was turning around on her lap.

She had never seen a natural person this close.

She also wanted to use thinking to understand the matter of war, but imagination and experience are always different. After thinking about thousands of things, Lacus lowered her head and said to Hello, "I have a question haha Hello, may I ask, where are we going now?"

At the same time, Noel also got the news from the former house arrest room which was three rooms away.

"The Eighth Fleet... Things are getting more and more troublesome."

The Eighth Fleet is the main force of the Atlantic Federation. When I board the Eighth Fleet, I'm afraid I can no longer hide my identity.

Even Noel seriously suspects that Flagg and the others have already discovered that there is a problem with their identity, otherwise they cannot explain why they are still on guard against him after he helped them fight a battle.

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On the other hand, there are actually other ships that captured the advance team of the Earth Alliance Forces earlier than the "Archangel".

It is the "Phisalius" that is tasked with searching for Lacus Klein.

"What is the fleet of the Earth Army doing in such a place?"

Adis frowned slightly, unable to think of the purpose of this fleet coming here.

No one responded to Adis's question.

Only Kruse stared at the large panel and said to himself: "If 'Long Legs' were to travel from Artemis to the moon, what do you think they would do?"

"Long Legs" is their nickname for the "Archangel".

Because its two-sided form is reminiscent of the front feet of animals crouching.

"Supply... Is this the ship to meet...?"

Kruse's eyes were flickering, looking at the signal on the radar, he muttered: "The rendezvous between Laconi and Porter is delayed compared to the scheduled time ~IndoMTL.com~ If it is to deliver supplies to 'Long Legs' The ship... can't just let it go."

"Do you mean to let us chase? But we..."

Ardis didn't finish his sentence, but just looked at Kruze suspiciously.

Kruse still had that mysterious smile, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"We are soldiers, even if we are tasked with searching for Miss Lacus, it is impossible to miss the opportunity to win the enemy because of a young girl. Besides, I don't want to be laughed at by the historians of later generations."

In fact, for Cruze, it would be better if Lux was really dead, so in this kind of situation where time can be delayed, then naturally he can delay it for as long as he can.

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"The radar caught three ships! They are the frigates 'Montgomery', 'Barnard' and 'Lo'!"

There was a sound of joy and encouragement on the bridge of the "Archangel".

However, their cheers were not over yet, and Pal, who was staring at the radar, suddenly panicked.

Because the picture in front of me suddenly changed, and there was noise coming in.

He tried adjusting the resolution, but the adjusted picture only became messier.

"This... this is..."

Paar seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help shrinking his pupils. He sat there and muttered to himself anxiously.

"What's wrong?"

Maru didn't think too much, just glanced in his direction reflexively after hearing the voice, but seeing Pal's face turning blue, Maru's expression also changed suddenly.

"Interference! This is interference! This area is being interfered with by signals!"

Paar's voice resounded through the bridge like a mournful cry, as if a basin of cold water instantly restored silence to the bustling bridge.