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"Yes, an auxiliary system for combat."

After finishing speaking, Kenneth put the firearm on the coffee table in front of him, crossed his legs and said, "So what's your answer? This is a top secret of the Atlantic Federation. I think you should know the consequences of refusing."

In fact, his words carried a bit of fox and tiger prestige.

Alteon did report the development of combat assistance systems, as well as plans, to the Atlantic and Eurasian Federations.

But neither side paid much.

Because in the eyes of most Earth United executives, this thing is too ethereal.

With the help of the combat assistance system, can Earth United's MS driver's combat capability catch up with the adjuster?

Can not?

You can't talk shit.

Moreover, even if this system can really achieve this level, how long will it take to develop? What are the usage restrictions?

Is it suitable for most ms drivers?

So in their opinion, this system is far less time-consuming and labor-intensive than the battleship cannon.

Isn't there a saying: Caliber is justice, and truth is always only within the range of cannons!

However, although the Earth Union is not very optimistic about the prospects of the auxiliary system for combat, the face that the Earth Union should give is still given.

After all, Actaeon has a good relationship with the Atlantic Federation, and not long ago, the Atlantic Federation commissioned Actaeon to develop a new type of airframe based on the data of five 'g' units.

And. is one of the chief designers of MS in Actaeon.

So in order to ensure the smooth development of the body.

In addition, a few high-level executives in the Atlantic Federation are somewhat interested in the prospect of the system.

The Atlantic Federation adhered to the mentality of giving it a try, and reluctantly agreed after weighing it again and again.

That's why Kenneth can ride on the Atlantic Federation warships.

It's just that this experiment has not been taken too seriously by the Earth United. After all, it is too unrealistic for ordinary natural people to match the combat power of adjusters.

"Heh, have you forgotten who I am—"

Noel couldn't help laughing after hearing this. What he said seemed to be a threat, but in fact it didn't make sense.

If this is really a secret of the Atlantic Federation, they will let Zaft, who is in white, take a test drive?

If Actaeon really got the support of the Atlantic Federation, would they be short of ace pilots?

As for death threats.

It is still in the negotiation period with Earth United, and any unfavorable move will damage the interests of the entire Earth United.

Earth United is not a confederation of the Atlantic.

If the interests of other forces in the alliance are damaged, let alone an Atlantic federation, even the Eurasian federation can’t handle it.

So killing yourself is a thankless thing, the Earth United is afraid that it will only do it if its brains are pumped.

"Identity? This kind of thing is just that the interests are not in place."

Kenneth took out two more candies as he spoke.

This time, he didn't wait for Nuoer to react and answer, but threw one of them directly to Nuoer, saying: "For the sake of our cooperation in the past, please have a candy, lest others say that I don't know how to treat guests. way."

Noel took the candy and opened it with his eyes flashing.

With a grin, Noel threw the candy into his mouth and said with a smile, "Your way of hospitality is to point a gun at me?"

"You can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. I didn't shoot at you. Besides, didn't I invite you to eat candy?" Kennoff retorted with a smile.

"Ha ha--"

Noel sneered, shook the candy paper in his hand, and said with a smile: "One candy sent me away? Why don't I remember that I became so cheap?"

"Um?"

Kenneth suddenly sat up straight after hearing this, and said with a smile, "So how much do you think you can be worth? But let me make it clear first, it's not good to be too greedy."

When Noel heard the words, he rubbed the candy wrapper in his hand, and walked slowly to the position just now and sat down.

Then, under Kenneth's gaze, Noel tucked the candy wrapper into his pocket, stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at Kenneth.

Seeing this, Kennoff subconsciously poked his head over.

"you--"

Reed, click!

Between the light and flint, a white arm suddenly swept across the table.

"Tsk—"

Kenneth retracted the wrist he had just stretched out, looked at the pistol snatched by Noel, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "As expected of an ace driver, this reaction speed is indeed fast enough." Gu Lu

Da da da--

Noel was about to say something when suddenly there were hurried footsteps outside the door.

"This is how you treat guests?"

Noel tilted his head to look at Kenneth.

"Well, you know, my life is more valuable, and there are still quite a few people who don't want me to die."

Kenneth talked with a helpless expression on his hands.

Noel couldn't help squinting his eyes when he heard the words, and sure enough, Kenneth didn't seem to come here voluntarily.

reed——

Kaka-

The door opened, and four soldiers armed with firearms raised their guns and aimed at Noel.

"If I put a gun to your head, would it be possible to get out of here?"

Noel looked at the submachine gun in the opponent's hand, and then looked at the pistol without bullets in his hand, with a helpless expression.

I don't counsel anyone when I open ms, but play with pistols——

Looks like I need to practice some time.

"Why don't you try?" Kennoff laughed.

Snapped--

Noel threw the pistol on the table and said, "Tell me, what should I do?"

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, everyone is like this, except those who are not afraid of death.

It's a pity that he and Kenneth are two people who are afraid of death.

"It's good to be early."

Kenneth smiled, got up and patted his clothes, and said, "Let's go, I was really scared to death just now."

Seeing the back of Kennoff leaving, Noel silently squeezed the candy wrapper in his hand and followed.

Soon, with the help of Kenneth and a group of Atlantic Union soldiers, Noel came to the MS containment warehouse inside the battleship.

"That's the experimental machine you said?"

After Noel walked in, he saw at a glance one of the MS-gat-01d longswords that was completely different from the rest of the body.

The reason why this ms is different from other ms is that the os operating system of this ms is more suitable for adjusters.

Also because the head of this body is completely different from other bodies, it is as eye-catching as gold in a pile of garbage.

At this time, a group of researchers in white coats were preparing and debugging the gat-01d long sword.

"How about it, can you open it?"

Kennoff couldn't help laughing.

"What do you think?" Noel asked.

Although I don't know what's special about this machine, as long as it is MS, there is nothing that can't be opened by itself.

"It's all up to you, so don't let me down."

Kenneth smiled and patted Noel on the shoulder, and walked towards the gat-01d longsword.

"Disappointed...tsk, what a restless guy."

Recalling the information he just got, Noel couldn't help shaking his head.

I really don't know what the Atlantic Federation thinks, to let this guy be responsible for such an important thing, and he is not afraid of being killed.

In about five minutes.

Under the introduction of the researcher, Noel probably understood the control system~lightnovelpub.net~ and put on the special ms helmet with the help of the researcher.

A helmet linked to various circuits. If there were soldiers next to him with guns aimed at him, Noel would never wear this helmet for his entire life. It couldn't help but be weird, and it was especially green.

"Are you sure this helmet won't kill me?"

Noel felt the feeling coming from inside the helmet, and couldn't help but asked Kenneth who was standing outside the cockpit.

Wearing this helmet feels a little weird.

Especially around the temple, as if there are countless contacts beating.

"Well, it depends on your own ability."

Kenneth smiled unscrupulously while standing on the lift outside the cockpit.

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