Masdo Rafmati is still alive.

Although he was treated very rudely during the kidnapping, there was no obvious trauma and his consciousness was clear. He is now **** with his hands behind his back and imprisoned in a tattered, decayed abandoned house. There are two men in charge of surveillance around Masdo. They are wearing military jackets and trousers. With a machine gun in his hand. There are probably six or seven companions. At a glance, it was obvious that they were not Azadistan.

Masdo looked out the window. The sky was dyed the color of dusk. The neighboring house, which is a distance from the building, is also decaying and about to collapse.

Places I haven't seen before, Masto thought. And it's obviously dinner time now. But there is no voice at all. The men in military jackets walked calmly with their guns. This means that no one lives here. Is it a town abandoned because the well dries up, or a town destroyed because of the war? It is impossible to judge just by the view from the window.

Are you thinking of ways to escape? What an old man who doesn't give up.

The man looked at the abandoned house where Masdor was imprisoned, while sipping whiskey, then stared at the decaying town.

I didn't expect that I would come here again. Is this the so-called divine will not to be violated? Or is it just a whim of the client.

In any case, it is war anyway. The same as six years ago. The country was surrounded by war. "Yes, it's just that Kurgis's name has changed to Azadistan."

With that said, the man who gobbled up the wine-Ali El Saches violently wiped the wine dripping on his beard. Smiled slightly.

The kingdom of Azadistan pulled down the curtain of night.

The sunlight receiving antenna building site in the desert was bathed in moonlight and appeared silvery white. Whether it is the cement floor that was patched up during the foundation work, or the base of the receiving antenna that has been completed but the outer wall has not been painted, all are silvery white.

The MS proboscis (ANF) team of the Azadistan Army is stationed at the construction site. The powerful reformers who were worried about attacks by conservatives sent two teams from the MS team to guard.

Bang bang bang. A red spark was released from a proboscis that was responsible for the guard. The conservatives who had sneaked into the army attacked the proboscis of their companions. The proboscis, which was initially attacked by the 2mm long slide chamber gun, exploded, as if it were a signal. The gun battle between the conservatives and the regular army began.

The first to perceive this situation were the people of the Gundam Investigation Team who were in charge of patrolling the outpost in the sky. The flag-style special outfit with the flying form controlled by Graham Aika took the lead, followed by the combined flag-style controlled flying form by Howard Mason and Dalilda. "Fight at location D!" Dalier's voice came from the specially equipped flag-style cockpit. "Sure enough, I was staring at the antenna." It is correct to be wary, Graham muttered to himself. "Go on. Banner fighter!"

Graham swung the joystick to make the body descend rapidly toward the sunlight receiving antenna. Houhuade and Dalier followed him.

However, the enlarged image of the scene reflected on the screen made the three people frowned. The same body of the Azadistan Army was divided into two sides and was fighting. "Lieutenant. They are killing each other in their companions." Howard said in a confused voice. "What to do?!" Dalier asked.

Graham frowned even more. "Which side is the traitor...?!"

at this time. A faint noise suddenly came from the radar, and then it returned to normal.

No one would pay attention to such details, but Graham looked up. As far as I could see, I saw three little black spots that were almost invisible.

"Is it finally here... Tianxuan..."

Since no one else noticed them at this time. They didn't seem to want to participate in the battle for the time being, so Graham naturally made the decision-

Ignore them.

On the other side, Liu Ling looked down as if feeling something.

"It's Graham...but the guys below don't seem to find us."

"The switching of the power system from the GN solar furnace to the hydrogen ion engine has been completed."

"Oh, we're at war below, shall we—" Lok Ang asked.

However, before he could finish speaking, Liu Ling made a judgment.

"No need-our first task is to rescue Lazar."

"But—" Lok Ang wanted to say something else.

"That's right," Susuna rarely interrupted Lok Ang, "As long as Lazar is rescued, these disputes will stop immediately-the leader of this country... Marina Ismail, I met her, she is Such a person. As long as we rescue Lazar and find her, she will definitely end the chaos with Lazar."

"Yes, this can solve the problem faster-and our current identity is'Tian Xuan', not'Heaven and Human', and we don't need to intervene in every dispute." Liu Ling agreed.

"Yes, I understand." Lok Ang spread his hands.

The three fighters activated the electromagnetic wave full-band camouflage together, and gradually disappeared into the air.

The next task is to find Lazar.

In order to avoid being discovered, the three aircraft first began to explore from three corners far away from the war zone. The space-sensing radar turns on active scanning and inputs the surrounding space to the cockpit monitor.

No matter whether it is on the ground or under the sand, all spatial structures are invisible.

However, at this moment, the four lights painted light trails in the night sky.

It seemed that it was the one shot from a distance, dragging its tail toward the sunlight receiving antenna. "What?! That's—!"

missile--? !

At the moment of thinking like this, the light trails of the four missiles split into countless lights. It is a multi-warhead missile. The small missiles disseminated from a missile are like a swarm of saw-scared salmon heading towards the prey, attacking the sunlight receiving antenna.

Although Lok Ang reacted immediately, there were too many missiles. The GN sniper rifle does not have the continuous shooting skills of a machine gun. Although dozens of missiles were shot down, most of the small missiles that were not shot fell to the ground with smoke scattered.

The bombed construction site erupted with red flames. "*Your mother--!"

Lok Ang tapped the control panel.

Who is it—? !

If the sun’s reception is destroyed, the reformists will never sit idly by. No matter who the prisoner is, the reformers will determine that this is a conservative act and adopt a tougher antagonistic posture. In this case, civil war is inevitable.

This is an act that causes disputes. Destroy the sunlight receiving antenna to intensify the opposition. Even if Lok Ang was on the scene, he failed to prevent it.

The unhappy mood spread in his heart.

That is called the pain of war.