Ultra-dimensional Warfare

It is 23:40 GMT.

Now, an old world is about to end. A new world is about to be born. Soon, the calendar renewal ceremony hosted by the Earth Federal Government will be held in Laplace, the prime minister's residence.

We have entered the era of building our own new world outside of Mother Earth. Tonight, we will be witnesses of history. Why don't we share this fortune with all mankind, and say goodbye to the departed AD era with gratitude and emotion? Then welcome the new world with a smile, the beginning of the universe world!

Bye now! The Western Yuan calendar.

Welcome to Universe Century!

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The extremely violent explosion brought strong vibrations and awakened an old man who was like a candle in the wind from the dream structure of the memory of the past. Looking at the steel ceiling with a slightly blank vision, the old and feeble voice faintly sounded: "Is it here again?"

With the sound of footsteps, a tall figure walked out of the shadows. Those eyes with mixed emotions looked at the old man lying in the freezer in front of him.

The old man turned his head slightly, raised his eyelids and looked at the tall man, and the memory of just waking up slowly revealed the identity of the man in front of him. But the old man could not call out his name, and finally just said: "How?"

The tall man's expression changed for a while, and finally he said: "Biste is over. Our base has been destroyed. People have been evacuated to various colonial satellites. Now our remnants are rushing to the last shelter. But I worry about those. People refuse to let us go, let go of that box."

The old man quietly listened to what the tall man said, then turned his head and looked at the forged steel ceiling and muttered: "Really? Then, will everything happen again?"

After looking at the old man blankly, the tall man turned and left. When the shadow was completely over him, the old man's old and feeble voice sounded again: "Can, forgive me?"

The tall man stopped and said quietly after being silent for a while: "Who else will forgive you except me." After speaking, the tall figure disappeared into the shadows.

"A hundred years of loneliness atonement!" The old man's sigh sounded in the silent room.

Several lasers flashed through the vast dark universe, accompanied by numerous missiles. Several warships converted from transport ships desperately accelerated the maximum range of escape from the pursuers. However, due to its inherent lack of performance, the distance that was originally far ahead has been continuously reduced. If you no longer want to get rid of the enemy, the next step is not the issue of maximum range, but the swarm of mobile suits.

At the bridge of the battleship headed by the three modified battleships, a tall man walked in through the opened automatic door. After pacifying his pregnant lover a little bit, the tall man asked his confidant in charge of the command: "How is the situation?"

The confidant sighed, shook his head, and said helplessly: "The situation is not good. Our warship has been converted back. In terms of performance, it is far from the warship that was built for war. There is still half an hour for us. Will be overtaken."

The tall man did not expect the situation to be so severe. As it was a few days ago, I thought it was just a routine meeting with the EFF. But before no one thought of it, the Union Army suddenly turned over. With the help of a group of mysterious people, the EFF rushed towards the coordinates of the box almost in a straight line. By the time he saw through the intentions of the Union Army, the grandfather who had awakened from his sleep had relied on mental control to repel the Union soldiers who had rushed into the restricted area. But unfortunately the box was affected. After urgently arranging the order for all the personnel to evacuate, he also transferred his grandfather and the box to a warship converted from a transport ship. After everything was in place, the three modified warships embarked on a journey of escape. Now after a few days of escaping, he was bitten by the Federal Army again.

"Is it the end?" As the second-generation leader of Bisite, the tall man is very young and energetic. But the current situation gave him a great drink, and what caused such a situation was a curse-the curse named Laplace's Box.

"Patriarch. Don't worry. There will be a way! Order! Go ahead at full speed! It doesn't matter if you burn out the engine. Speed ​​up with all your strength! Ship 3, please!" After the confidant comforted the tall man, he ordered Tao. Finally, he said meaningful words to the captain of the No. 3 ship.

The captain of the No. 3 ship was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed a few times: "No problem. I didn't expect it to come to an end so quickly. I still want to watch the birth of the little Patriarch. I beg you for the future. Up."

"Wait! Don't do anything stupid!" The tall man immediately knew what the captain of No. 3 ship had in mind when he heard it, and he quickly stopped him.

However, the communication of Ship 3 was cut off immediately after the captain of Ship 3 had finished speaking. Only a burst of snowflakes remained on the screen. In the next second, the picture regained the image, but the No. 3 ship accelerated towards the pursuer's battleship with gunfire. Constantly tilting his own firepower toward the pursuer, and do his best to delay time.

After watching the screen silently for a while, the confidant shouted loudly: "Quick! Quick! Accelerate! Accelerate! Even if the engine burns out, the speed must be increased!"

After the efforts of the staff in the engine area, the engine nozzle of the battleship finally burst into flames, and the surging power pushed the speed of the heavy modified battleship to a peak. With the large fireworks that the No. 3 ship turned into, the rest, the No. 1 and No. 2 ships finally got rid of the pursuers with the extremely fast speed created by the engine damage.

The night is always fascinating, and the moonlight like a veil floats down the window. There are two figures on the wide bed. The slight gasp and the sound of collision made this room indulge in a charming peachy environment.

"My beautiful Bisite female president! I reported that your relative escaped at the expense of a battleship. At this time, you can't board the position of president of the consortium." The silver-haired man stroked Na Nun. The slippery skin sighed slightly.

The woman lying in the arms of the silver-haired man was enjoying the aftermath, and said nonchalantly: "Is that right? I know their destination. They can't escape. Now I want one more time. How?" Charming and seductive, his slender fingers gently drew circles on the silver-haired man's chest. The silver-haired man was amused for a while, and then turned up by the waves, a spring of spring.

After bidding farewell to the white Trojan horse, King Kong returned to Luna II again. After extracting the G3 Gundam that remained in the Luna II modification, He inexplicably transferred Timuro and Dr. Mosk-Han to the King Kong battleship based on the task. After everything was ready, He inexplicably let King Kong control the battleship King Kong and head towards the place he knew.

He inexplicably worried along the way didn't have the time to wrestle with Timrow and the others. Only after letting King Kong meet the research requirements of the two people as much as possible, He inexplicably threw himself on the table to draw a picture. Lin Mingmei, who was curious on the way, took King Kong and watched it for a while, and then left He inexplicably confused and ran to the bridge to watch the video downloaded by the smart terminal.

When He inexplicably looked at the fragment of wreckage on the screen, the worst idea in his mind seemed to become a reality. At this time, He Inexplicably felt weak in his heart. If the box named Laplace is really the core of the world, what kind of liberation will the corrupt federation after being destroyed lose its shackles? He inexplicably didn't know and didn't dare to think about it. Because the next main task must be extremely difficult.

"Really! Scan with the maximum power based on the pattern I imagined. Can it be done?" He asked inexplicably, taking a deep breath.

"Yes. But it may have some impact on the owner. I suggest that the owner turn on the changer and Lin Mingmei to support singing. After all, just reading the memory directly, it will cause a certain negative effect." After a while, it was really silent. Gave a positive answer.

He inexplicably looked at Lin Mingmei and nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Mingmei, and smiled: "Please! King Kong, pay attention to the surrounding environment! Don't let the enemy sneak attack."

Lin Mingmei and King Kong nodded at the same time, the singing sounded, so inexplicably, the golden light in both eyes exploded. It really floated above He Inexplicable's head, emitting a blue light band, wrapping around He Inexplicable's head. After a slight headache, He inexplicably knew that the scan had started.

Maybe soon, maybe a long time. It really stopped scanning, as if the energy was exhausted, it floated to He inexplicably shoulders. The voice that can simulate emotions in the past has become cold and rigid: "No target was found. Search again and found a huge energy response. It is suspected to be the energy traces produced by the battle between battleships. The coordinates have been marked."

He inexplicably patted Lin Mingmei's hand, indicating that she could stop. Seeing Lin Mingmei's tired face, after a little comfort, He inexplicably rubbed his still aching head and looked at the screen. According to real speculation, this is the residual energy left over from a battleship chase. There is no doubt that this must be the route map for the escape of the survivors of the Bist consortium. In all likelihood, the EFF or the challenger will follow them, and it is more likely that they will have both. So, do you want to catch up? The answer is no doubt.

"King Kong, can you catch up?" He asked inexplicably when he turned his head and looked at King Kong.

King Kong's head was slightly raised, his charming lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and he confidently said: "As you wish. My captain. New guest, pay attention! Please immediately catch the person who can fix yourself. Item! Countdown to five seconds in burst mode!"

He Moming heard that, after helping Lin Mingmei who was sitting next to him fixed it, he also tied the fixing belt on his seat by the way. As for Tim and Mosk, both of them asked for their blessings.

"5."

"4."

"3."

"2."

"1."

"Burst mode, open!"

The King Kong, which was parked on the edge of the wreckage, instantly turned into a purple light and disappeared in place.