A wide variety of live ammunition weapons pouring out from the ammunition depots of the warships rhythmically, turning into barrage and smashing on the sea behind each ship, setting off huge waves. The core of Thunder Angel fired high-energy particle cannons time and time again. The energy passed through the optical interference and energy attenuation of the water curtain, and never hit a direct hit. The fleet miraculously lingered until now.

"Report, the residual bomb can still last for seven minutes, and it will take at least nine minutes to get out of the nuclear strike!" CIC soldiers shouted anxiously, "Dr. Lingoes, what shall we do?"

"Maintain the current rhythm first and don't panic." Eddy tried his best to show the greatest composure, and responded with an unhurried voice, "I'm thinking of a way. There will be a way."

His calm and calm voice eased everyone's anxiety, but Ed knew in his heart that this would not solve the substantive problem. Even if the nuclear bomb was thrown down at the last moment, only he could rely on the AT force field and the fruit of life to survive the aftermath of the impact, and everyone else was left with a dead end.

"But Ed, you'll be fine if you survive." Alice said in his brain, "This is a helpless thing, and it's useless to feel guilty for what you can't do. Anyway...you don't know them anyway. , Don’t blame yourself.”

Alice's awkward way of comfort sounded like an excuse to avoid responsibility, and Ed could only smile back at it. Regardless of whether Char ran off or not, Ed couldn't easily persuade himself to sacrifice so many people with peace of mind.

"Two minutes..." A beauty in a driving suit standing by the side thought for a moment, and walked to Eddy to salute. "The MS unit will attack at the last minute to win two minutes, please Lingoes The doctor will lead everyone to retreat."

"I remember you were..." Ed was searching in his memory. Xia gave him a brief introduction before, "The MS team captain of this ship?"

"The Gibraltar base belongs to, Captain McKenzie, the captain of the MS team." Miss Captain smiled shyly at him. "Since Mr. Kovatro has lost contact, I suggest that Dr. Lingoes take the MS and leave first. Give it to us as soldiers."

"I've seen it before. The best-performing body on the ship is only a small amount of Jie Gang. It's a long talk in front of Thunder Angel for 120 seconds." Ed pinched his eyebrows and shook his head. , "It's just going to die for nothing, it doesn't make sense."

"Dr. Lingoes, you only have the right to make suggestions to the MS troops. I don't have the right to command. I will still attack." Miss Captain said firmly. The probability that everyone will survive will be one percent higher, and then our sacrifice is meaningful. There is no completely right thing, we can only do what we can do."

The lines that seemed to be familiar made Ed couldn't help being taken aback, and he blurted out, "What is your full name?"

"Christina McKenzie?" Miss Captain was a little confused, showing an inexplicable expression, and then she seemed to think of something, her face flushed suddenly, "Dr. Lingoes, you are very respected, and we are indeed here. It’s a matter of life and death, but I must tell you that I am engaged!"

Ed asked in a complicated mood: "What's your fiance's name?"

"Bernard Wazeman." Captain Christina blushed and frowned. "It's PLANT soldiers. We agreed to get married when we retire. My parents also like him. Dr. Lingoes, yours. There are enough peachy scandals, please don't involve me too!"

Ed suddenly remembered that the development plan of RX-78-NT1Alex was forcibly cancelled on the grounds of insufficient NT research. At that time, he didn't think about the actual meaning, but simply self-comfort. How can I know the history of nearly ten years later? The spiral went back and forth here.

"Alice, this world is so cute." He sighed in his mind, "The director doesn't seem to want me to run away now. At this time, a familiar name appears. I can't think of anything except the malice of fate. Reasons."

"Dr. Lingos?" Captain Christina looked at Ed questioningly. "What's the matter with you?"

"I just want to say, I am a married person, and I am very affectionate with Lux. Miss Captain, you may have misunderstood." Eddy replied with a smile, "I will not leave early. You can do what you can do well. When things go, I also have to do what I can do well. Even if I can't think of any reliable ideas, let me at least struggle for the last second."

Captain Christina took a deep breath and offered a military salute again, "It is an honor to be able to fight with you."

After speaking, Miss Captain quickly left the bridge and headed to Ganaku to prepare for the attack.

"Ed, do you know the woman just now?" Alice asked curiously, "Your reaction is so strange."

"I just met." He sighed. "She is not an important person, and she probably won't have much role in the future. It's just that I...I just want her to die here willfully."

As time passed by, the remnant bombs on the ship decreased bit by bit. Then, the time for trial finally arrived.

The firepower of the MS alone was not enough to support the barrage that could cover the warship, and the ship and the Thunder Angel were calm and had a wide field of vision. Dense mobile suits flew out of the ships, and they fired at Thunder Angel, trying to attract its attention, but the beam rifle hit the AT force field without even a slight ripple.

The huge energy converges and compresses at the core of Thunder Angel, emits a dazzling light, and vents out as a beam of particles. The particle beam penetrates the air, evaporates the sea, ignoring the flying MS group, and accurately bombards the flagship I position. I held my position for less than two seconds and was torn to pieces like paper. The next moment the ship's armor quickly became hot and red in the high temperature.

"According to the estimation of the enemy's weapon output and the melting speed of the armor, there are five seconds left before the armor of the warship is penetrated!" CIC yelled desperately, "Four, three--"

"What a joke!" A black mobile suit suddenly appeared between the flagship and Thunder Angel with a shield, and took the energy impact instead of the battleship. "I haven't become a good doctor yet, and I haven't made you look at me with admiration. , I haven't paid off your student loan, how can I let you die in a place like this!"

"Camus! Get out of me!" Ed rushed to the communication device quickly, "I's position and shield of the banshee can't bear Thunder Angel's effort! Don't die in vain!"

"How do I know that kind of thing! I'm neither Silok nor Char, how can I do such a precise calculation!" Camus gritted his teeth and roared, "I just told my wife just now, do you want me to keep my eyes open? Looking at the doctor, are you going to die?! At this time, you can only believe in your MS!"

The position of I was instantly pierced, and the particle stream hit the armor directly. The high temperature almost destroyed the thermostat system and transmitted it to the cockpit in an instant. Camus in the driving suit felt that his body was so hot that he was about to suffocate under the scorching heat.

"The unicorn is an MS that has performed miracles, so the second machine can't go too far!" Camus roared hoarsely, "Answer me, BANSHEE!!!"

The NT-D logo flashed across the screen. The horns on the head of the machine were divided into nine. The dazzling golden light radiated from the armor of the banshee. The destroyed position of I was constantly under the impact of the particle stream. Broken, reborn, broken again, reborn again.

After nearly ten seconds, Thunder Angel's direct attack finally ushered in the end. The shield carried on the left arm of the golden banshee had completely disappeared, and the armor of her body was also damaged to varying degrees. The body was quietly suspended on the sea, and the body was still steaming with the heat that seemed to be cooked.

And something in Ed's mind at this time seemed to have been penetrated and shattered.

"Doctor, I can use NT-D too!" Camus exclaimed excitedly, "please let me try it, fight with the apostle!"

"The mourning banshee is seriously damaged, and your driving skills are not very good. I don't see much chance of winning." Ed said indifferently, "Your mission is to cover our army's retreat."

"Then you are going to throw nuclear bombs?" Camus retorted dissatisfiedly. "How many nuclear bombs would it take to kill this monster? One? Five? How many such monsters are left? Five? Ten? Wait until everything is over. After that, the earth can't live at all! How is this different from the ending of Char’s throwing Junius 7 on the earth?!"

"Have you learned sophistry?" Ed raised his eyebrows, "The logic doesn't work, you didn't convince me."

"I'm already an adult, I don't need to persuade you to decide what to do!" The banshee in NT-D mode reorganized her posture, and flew in the direction of Thunder Angel at full speed, "Do you know the pain of not being liked by your parents? Do you understand the impact of the shattered idol? He beats and scolds me all day long, let me mature and let me grow up, and now I have learned to make my own decisions and keep hitting me!"

Ed laughed blankly: "How can I keep hitting you?"

"I think you are targeting me!" Camus angrily patted the armrest of the seat. "What's wrong with me trying to play to my value as a NewType? What's wrong with me trying to protect the earth I live on? I just want to. What's wrong with being an adult who can be alone and surprised you?!"

"Don't be distracted!"

"Mr. Kovatello knew that he was kind and soft-spoken to me when he was fooling me. I am kindly coming to save you now. Doctor, you can't be polite when you talk to me-wow!" Camus complained and was thundered. The angel’s shelling was interrupted. Thanks to NT’s intuition, it was dangerously and dangerously avoided, "Good risk, good risk..."

"So I told you not to be distracted." Ed said silently, "Look at you, you can't even chat while driving, so you are embarrassed to call yourself ACE?"

"The old man said that I can go to the teacher, and only the doctor criticizes me all day long. Fortunately, before I set out just now..." Camus's brain screamed, "Danger!"

Ray Angel’s shelling did not target the banshee, but Camus took the initiative to rush to the shooting route and act as a meat shield. Intuition told him that this shot was aimed at the flagship where the doctor was, and the flagships were already shaky, and he couldn't take this shot anyway.

"I don't know how long I can last, haven't I withdrew from the apostle's range?!" Camus drank while holding the hot joystick, "You are Dr. Lingos, how can you commit such a stupidity? Wrong? It’s enough to destroy the idol once!"

"The battleship has staggered its firing path." Ed said quickly, "You also avoid it!"

As soon as the banshee got out of the particle torrent, Thunder Angel immediately ended the attack, retargeted at Ed's ship and fired again, and Camus flew forward without even thinking about it.

"Why? Why is it chasing you? Does it have enemies with you?" Camus kept adjusting his position to protect Ed's flagship. Under such a direct hit, the NT-D mode quickly reported the banshee. There was also a battle damage, "Doctor, please say sorry for me to the girls in Alzenar, thank you for me and the flower who has taken care of me for so long, and tell me—"

"Say it by yourself, I'm not your father!" Ed reprimanded, "Don't say it like a last word!"

"It's a last word!" Camus shouted through gritted teeth, "You are an MS expert, don't you see that I can't hold it anymore? NT-D also has a limit, three minutes at most. You run, doctor !"

"I said Camus, did you misunderstand something?" Eddy laughed with relief, "I am not a princess waiting for someone to save on a castle tower."

"I've heard the real big brother say, what qualifications do people who have been taken by bad guys all the time have to say such things? You—" Camus was stunned in the middle of speaking, "Are you talking in my consciousness? Doctor, you... …Your NT ability is restored?"

"Humans are very weak, so weak that the AT position can only maintain their own existence." Ed said calmly, "but even such weak humans, as long as they condense their power, they can become powerful. This is NewType. ."

The funeral banshee's golden light is flourishing, and I's position that keeps breaking up has also begun to stabilize. The golden light particles diffused out of the telepathy skeleton, gradually becoming denser and denser, as dense as the substance, and finally formed into golden crystals.

"It seems that the induction can extend to...anywhere." Camus's soul hung in the air as if out of his body, the banshee was under him, the angel of thunder was not far away, and his consciousness expanded frantically. , The four directions seem to be endless, "Doctor, what's going on?"

"Set that I'm already round. If you want to hear it, turn around and talk about you vomiting." Ed appeared behind him and gave a light push, "Now let's behave well."

Camus suddenly woke up in the cockpit, and the hot temperature was no longer felt in the cabin at this time. The banshee's body was covered with golden crystals, and the particle cannon of the Thunder Angel hit it as if it had entered another space, causing no harm. Camus's spirit has never been so clear, his body is full of explosive power from nowhere.

"I can do it." The banshee suddenly accelerated with the particle cannon, "I can do it!"

From a distance, a line segment shining with fierce light keeps shrinking, and the golden end continues to approach the blue end at a speed visible to the naked eye. I don't know how long it took, the two endpoints of different colors finally merged into one. MS passed through Thunder Angel's AT force field unimpeded, and Camus heard nothing—Ed blocked all voices from the apostles for Camus.

Seeing the situation, Lei Angel quickly deformed, and wanted to return to the shape of a regular octahedron to protect the core. However, the mourning banshee waved her hands slowly and easily tore open the blue barrier of Thunder Angel, holding the red core with both hands. The palms of the body were pressed together slightly, the core was squeezed, and the bright blood plasma spattered.

"What? It turned out to be quite simple." Suddenly, the boundless sense of fatigue struck Camus. He leaned back in his chair and called out weakly in consciousness, "Doctor, because I killed the apostle," Can you make a request?"

"What do you think?"

"Even the old man recognized me before, but now I have killed even the apostles, you can't..." Camus's upper and lower eyelids were fighting so hard that he could hardly open his eyes. "...Occasionally praise me?"

"Then I'll say it again," Ed said softly. "Good job."

"Haha..." Camus smiled with a childlike innocent smile, "Doctor...Secretly telling you...Actually, I'm... quite envious...really...big brother......"

There was a steady sound of breathing in the cockpit, and Camus had fallen asleep peacefully.

"Now, Alice, I think this kid will be a good doctor in the future." Ed said softly, "What do you think?"

"Don't talk about it!" Alice was wrapped tightly around his about to melt away, her voice sounded like she was about to cry, "Ed, how long can you last?"

"Maybe, one day should be fine?" He smiled helplessly, "I have to go back to see my wife and children, right?"