Chapter 22 Forced by Fate

The Secret Angel returned to the hangar safely. Yang Hui, who left the cockpit, did not say a word and went straight back to the room. He lay down on the bed without even changing his driving suit.

He needed a good rest now.

The whole mission was very easy for him, including the fact that the coalition forces of Talibia and UNION did not pose a threat to him.

But his brain needed a good rest, because in the few seconds when he entered the transformer mode, a large number of brain quantum waves on the battlefield poured into his brain.

There were brave warriors shouting challenges, wounded soldiers wailing in pain, rescue teams anxious about not being able to rescue people for a while, and fear and despair of being scared.

Yang Hui was very glad that he only opened it for a while and then closed it immediately. Otherwise, he might really be shocked into a fool by these chaotic emotions. Even now, he felt that he was about to have a mental breakdown.

However, he did not have any regrets for killing the deserter directly in the end.

Battlefield is never an easy word. Soldiers must have enough awareness to go to the battlefield. If they want to escape because the enemy is too strong, they might as well go home to their mothers for milk. Such people are not worthy of the battlefield. Instead of staying in the future and killing their comrades, they might as well solve it by themselves.

The change of the world needs the stimulation of sacrifice, so you should become one of them, which can also be regarded as washing away the shame of deserting the battlefield.

"Haha, thinking so, UNION should thank me." Yang Hui said to himself, and then fell asleep.

...

Yang Hui slept soundly, but I don't know how many people in the world couldn't sleep.

Civilians who supported [Tianren] cheered while watching the battle records of the Secret Angels broadcast by major news; the phones in major news agencies kept ringing, and people came and went without a chance to rest, all trying to get first-hand reports; and the intelligence agencies and scientific research departments of various countries were stepping up the collection and analysis of intelligence on the Battle of Talibya.

"Are you serious?" The top leaders of various countries asked with reports in their hands.

The reports they received were surprisingly consistent, and their reactions were also extremely tacitly similar.

They felt that this report was a big joke on them, that a single machine had the power to suppress a reorganized fleet.

But unfortunately, this was not a joke. All the conclusions in the report were the result of a lot of analysis, deduction, and calculation.

The senior officials of various countries looked at the report in their hands in silence, their brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and their anxiety became heavier.

If the appearance of [Celestial Being] in the first two times seemed to them to be just a small fight, at most a child's play, although it could not deny the excellent performance of Gundam, it was just like that. If they were serious, they would not be able to do anything.

But now, they have to re-examine the organization [Celestial Being], because the appearance of the Secret Angel made them see that [Celestial Being] really has the power to compete with any of the three major countries.

UNION, which had the most direct experience of the Battle of Talibia, directly invited the other two countries, hoping to unite to deal with [Celestial Being]. Anyway, there are six Gundams, and at most they can be divided equally. They have deeply realized that Gundam is not something they can eat alone.

Although the other two countries also had such an understanding, they all had their own plans and were going to give it a try. People are creatures with luck in their hearts. They have not personally experienced the oppression brought by the Secret Angel, so they still want to try it. What if they succeed?

Regarding this situation, UNION did not express any objection, and even gloated over it.

Although UNION did not suffer any serious damage this time, the loss was still not small.

They were also happy to see the People's Revolutionary League and AEU suffer at the hands of [Heavenly Man]. How could they be the only one who suffered losses? It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. A family should be in good order.

And this initiator who made most people in the world unable to sleep woke up after sleeping for more than ten hours. He felt uncomfortable and sticky, so he took off his driving suit and took a shower, changed into clean clothes and walked out of the room.

It was exactly at night in the local time. It was late at night and Yang Hui found some food and lay on the lounge chair on the rooftop to admire the starry sky.

"Alas, this won't do. It's far inferior to the starry sky in the universe." Yang Hui complained casually.

"Of course, since the industrial age, the earth has been vigorously developed. With the cover of pollution, it is naturally not as good as the original starry sky." Wang Liumei came over from behind and sat directly next to Yang Hui.

Yang Hui glanced over and closed his eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?" Wang Liumei noticed Yang Hui's strange eyes and asked in confusion.

"If you don't sleep so late, you may not grow tall or big." Yang Hui glanced away and complained.

Wang Liumei's outfit at this time was indeed too inconsistent.

She had a petite figure with no breasts and no buttocks, but she was wearing a sexy lace pajamas, and the most seductive black silk. If the emperor wore this, Yang Hui would turn into a werewolf and eat her up before the full moon, but for Wang Liumei... Not only did he not arouse any interest at all, but the huge contrast didn't even make her cute.

"You!" Wang Liumei looked at herself and was immediately angry like a little bun. She didn't care about the posture and bit Yang Hui's shoulder.

"It hurts! It hurts! Let go! Wang Xiaogou!"

It lasted for an unknown amount of time. Wang Liumei finally let go after Yang Hui's shoulder was bitten and bleeding. However, she did not change her posture at all and lay on Yang Hui's chest without any hesitation.

"Hey! Little sister, isn't this a good thing? I'm not that kind of person." Yang Hui tried to pull Wang Liumei apart with a force that would not hurt her, but Wang Liumei just lay on him tightly and could not get up.

"Is it very hard?"

This was a very casual question, but it made Yang Hui stunned. He stopped struggling and let Wang Liumei lie on him.

"It has to be hard. The time left for humans...is not much." This was the second time Yang Hui mentioned this sentence, and he was still in a heavy mood.

Reality is not anime, and the protagonist will no longer be the protagonist. Who can guarantee that in the end, Setsuna will be able to contact ELS like the ending of the anime? Who can guarantee that ELS is willing to communicate with Setsuna?

Facing the imminent and unknown crisis, Yang Hui did not dare to stop for a moment.

Even though Yang Hui was carefree all day long when there were no missions, he actually never stopped for a moment. He constantly trained his driving skills, the ability of the Transformer, the design of the fourth-generation Gundam, the design of the next-generation MS after the world was unified, and the supplementation and simplification of the second-stage plan through the simulation cabin.

Wang Liumei once watched Yang Hui's self-training, but that time made Wang Liumei dare not watch it again.

It was too cruel. Yang Hui's requirements for himself had reached a cruel level. She didn't understand why Yang Hui was so powerful, but he would still train himself with almost cruel requirements. Every time she saw Yang Hui dragging his tired body out of the simulation cabin, and then going into the room to do other work.

It was because of this that she felt that her experience had become less painful, and she didn't have so much hatred for the world.

People who were countless times better than her were doing their best to improve themselves, and they would never slack off even if they didn't make any progress. What qualifications did she have to complain?

Yang Hui also felt emotional, with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

He didn't expect that the second person who said this to him would be this little devil girl.

Huang had said this to him before, but he just asked, without seeking an answer, or knowing the answer long ago, without stopping him, without persuading him to give up, just silently supporting him behind his back.

"Is it the second and third phase plans?" Wang Liumei asked.

"...Yes."

"But you are not alone, you still have sister Huang, the Gundam messengers, everyone on Ptolemy, and... me, you can rely on us, you don't have to fight so hard alone." Wang Liumei whispered, Yang Hui could hear that there was a hint of sobbing in Wang Liumei's tone.

"Some things... only I can do it, I am a person who is afraid of death, rather than handing it over to others, I prefer to hold it in my own hands."

As he said, Yang Hui stretched his hand to the sky, and then held it tightly, as if he was holding not only the air, but everything about him.

"What can I do?" Wang Liumei raised her head and asked.

"Just carry out the task that VEDA gave you... um..."

The next second, Yang Hui widened his eyes and felt it difficult to breathe, because Wang Liumei kissed him directly before he finished speaking.

Soon the two separated. Although Wang Liumei's face was red, she still looked straight into Yang Hui's eyes: "I'm not asking what I can do for [Heavenly Man], but what I can do for you."

"Ahem... that... sorry, I have a queen, so..."

"Sister Queen has agreed."

"Oh, she agreed... what did you say?" Yang Hui was stunned, and felt his brain freeze.

"Sister Queen agreed, but she asked me to wait... before..." I don't know what Wang Liumei wanted to say, but she didn't say it because she was shy, so she lowered her head.

Yang Hui certainly knew what Wang Liumei wanted to say, but... is this appropriate? Are you sure today is not April Fool's Day?

"Oh~" Yang Hui, who couldn't figure out his thoughts at all, chose to give up thinking, and covered his face and lay on the recliner. He was a serious person. He wanted to ensure that the people he cherished survived to the end, and then everyone lived a comfortable life with his wife and children.

He never thought about becoming the king of the world or opening a huge crystal palace.

But sometimes, fate is naughty. The more you go to the left, the more it will lead you to the right.

"Ah~! Forget it!" Yang Hui got up and left, almost making Wang Liumei fall to the ground.

"Where are you going?" Wang Liumei asked in confusion.

"Training room, I need to calm down!"

Looking at Yang Hui's somewhat hasty escape, Wang Liumei covered her mouth and smiled.

"Hehe, I gave you my first kiss, and now you can't escape, and you must not know that Sister Huang has already made a special plan for you, right? Hehe, I really look forward to your expression when the time comes..."