Ultra-dimensional Warfare

That suicidal revenge was already over with the intervention of VF-25 and Assault Gundam. Both the party who initiated the revenge and the party who was revenge left a price. Both the expensive Baku and the insignificant human lives are the most precious strength of both parties in a short period of time. At this moment, the survivors of the Dawn Desert can only look for the only item left in the world by their companions on the sand dunes where the battle Mars still remains—the body that has lost its life, or the wreckage.

Kagali was ordered by Sebre to stay aside, not allowing her to participate in the search for her dead companions. At this moment, Kagali raised her hand and touched the swollen side face on her face. Kira, who had just walked down the assault gundam after the battle was over, said nothing. Said, slapped and scolded Kagali loudly. "If this is your so-called intention to protect precious things, then why can't this intention be allowed to protect the things you cherish in dangerous moments. As a result, do you think you can protect anything by your own mind?"

After that, Kira turned around without saying a word to re-board the Assault Gundam, maintaining alert to the surroundings. However, after driving a VF-25, Graham confirmed the safety of the surrounding area and sent a safety signal to the remaining personnel in the Dawn Desert. Since then, an asymmetrical battle dominated by the flames of vengeance ended with the loss of many companions in the Dawn Desert.

A few days later, a group of humble travelers drove two off-road vehicles into the only prosperous city in this desert.

"Huh?" Graham, wearing windproof sunglasses, looked at the vendors on both sides of the street with interest. I saw him from time to time looking at the booth where many customers gathered, and from time to time looking at the coming and going, with all kinds of visitors. "Is this city not bad? I thought that besides the sand, there are only those opponents left in this desert."

"Cough cough." At this moment, a cough came from around. "less···"

Just when Bucky Lulu subconsciously called out Graham's military rank, Graham, who was quick-eyed, stretched out a finger and pressed it on Bucky Lulu's soft lips.

"Graham."

"amount···"

The scorching heat from her fingers immediately made Bucky Lulu a little dizzy, but under the suppression of the powerful mind trained by a military family, Bucky Lulu quickly suppressed the strangeness in his heart. .

"I, I know." Even so, two red clouds floated quickly on Bucky Lulu's face. "Little, Graham."

"Yeah. That's fine." After Graham nodded in satisfaction, he continued to look at the surrounding scenery.

After a few minutes, the group of people who reached the point of divergence in the action quickly began to split up. Kira and Kagali are a group, they are responsible for finding relevant information in the downtown area. The rest of the people went to meet with the nearby underground organization to exchange some key information, and by the way, let them meet Graham and Bucky Lulu who represented the Archangel.

The stopped off-road vehicle started again.

As the off-road vehicle left, Bucky Lulu's eyes fell on Kira and Kagali who were behind.

"Are those two people okay?"

"They are strong. Don't worry." Graham, who was looking around, answered Bucky Lulu's question.

But Graham's answer did not erase Bucky Lulu's doubts. "But they are just children."

"War has nothing to do with age. If you want to survive in war, the only thing you can rely on is yourself. A self full of determination will let you touch the skirt of the goddess of victory." Graham clenched his fist and smiled again. Said: "Of course. In the end, we must rely on the favor of the goddess of fate."

"Goddess of Destiny?" Bucky Lulu said silently after hearing the words, and asked: "Is that the VF-25 you call the Valkyrie?"

Graham smiled slightly, and did not answer. He just took off the windshield sunglasses, glanced at Bucky Lulu slightly, then looked far away.

The meeting with the underground organization was undoubtedly boring for Graham. He is a soldier, a pure soldier who wants to fly in the sky and advocates force. Looking around, Graham discovered that this underground place used as a meeting place was not being looked at by anyone. What's more, under the guidance of that awakening force, Graham seemed to have discovered something interesting happening somewhere in the city.

So Graham, who has always been excellent in mobility, greeted Seb and Bucky Lulu and walked straight out of this hidden place. Bucky Lulu and others have been accustomed to Graham's arbitrary behavior at this time, and Seb and the others quickly returned to normal after a while and continued the topic that was interrupted just now. Although they wanted to say something, when considering that their own Archangel did not speak on this, Seb and others also gave up the idea of ​​investigating.

A tall figure walked out of the shadow in the alley, and in front of him was the stream of people still flowing. I saw pedestrians coming and going, with baskets on their heads, or with packages in their arms, struggling to advance courageously among the dense crowds. Keen eyes swept from the side of the street, constantly sweeping pedestrians back and forth.

"There were not so many people just now. It seems that the situation here is real." Graham's eyes turned slightly and landed in a small alley not far away. Several shadows with their backs to Graham disappeared into the alley in a blink of an eye. Seeing this, Graham added. "Or, is this a false image?"

Just as Graham stepped up and wanted to chase into the alley, a small figure suddenly ran into his arms.

"Oh! Little guy, you have to be careful!" Graham lifted up the little figure that crashed into his arms, and smoothly held the little hand of the little guy in front of him that touched his wallet. , Said with a smile: "Next time you won't meet a good person like me!"

In Graham's smile, the little guy who found his behavior was seen through, struggled to get rid of Graham's right hand. But reluctantly, regardless of size or strength, the little guy is far inferior to Graham. Just when the little guy found himself out of hopelessness and wanted to cry loudly.

"boom!!"

A deafening explosion sounded. Along with it was that huge and thick black plume of smoke rose into the air.

"Have you started?" Seeing the chaos of people fleeing panicked by the explosion, Graham picked up the little guy and turned and walked into the alley. "Come on, little guy. This is for you. Don't steal next time if you can! People should fight as long as they are alive, fight hard, keep fighting until the moment when they can no longer move."

In the little guy's puzzled eyes, the tall Graham, with a flexible movement that was extremely disproportionate to his size, disappeared in the blink of an eye into the crowd who fled in a panic.

"Da da da····"

The howling bullets tore the air, one by one, flying towards the enemy.

Sparks, sparks splashing in all directions burst out the moment the bullet rubbed against the ground.

Crying, screaming, after the explosion sounded before, the out-of-control crowd stimulated by the blush in front of them madly moved away from this area that had become a battlefield.

"Boo, bang, bang 呯 呯..."

"It's not easy to go out." The middle-aged man with short brown hair and large sunglasses on his face replaced the opened magazine and replaced it with a new one, while grinning bitterly about his own mold. Luck. It was just a whim. When I wanted to watch the prosperous scene of the city I manage on the street while enjoying the coffee trip, I would encounter an attack by the opposition.

"This is really bad for passing years!" After complaining about the status quo again, the middle-aged man looked at the other corner of the street. It was full of tables that fell to the ground, and between the messy tables, two thin figures were hiding there. Before the attack, the middle-aged man sitting leisurely and enjoying coffee had noticed them. Just when I wanted to step forward to say hello, an attack happened unexpectedly.

"Hey! Boy!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and fired several shots at the attackers who were waiting for the opportunity to shoot at him. He turned to look at the two figures and shouted.

Although the two figures did not respond to the middle-aged man's shouts, the middle-aged man still saw one of them, which seemed to be making gestures towards him. Although the middle-aged man did not see the outline of the gestures because of the focus of the attackers, he still understood the meaning clearly.

"Youth! Catch it." After the middle-aged man took out another pistol from his waist, he threw it on the messy table at the moment the assailant's suppression fire weakened.

I saw that the shiny new pistol drew an arc in mid-air, and was caught by a pair of immature but firm hands.

The next second, there was a loud gunfire.

"Bao 呯 呯."

In a blink of an eye, blood bursts out.

"Good job! Young man." The middle-aged man took a deep look at the young man with a hint of horror on his face, but his hands were extremely determined, and he began to counterattack.

However, the middle-aged man's counterattack did not proceed smoothly. Because, just as he shifted his position by shooting under the cover of the young man, a black shadow quickly rushed out from one side.

"what!!"

"Well!!"

"Wh, who?"

A painful and inexplicable sound stunned the middle-aged man who was doing his best to fight to death for a while. After the surroundings were quiet, the middle-aged man looking around from behind the bunker found that all the attackers had fallen to the ground. A tall figure was stepping on a man who fell to the ground and struggling to attack. By.

"Let go, let me go! Damn adjuster!! Let go, let me go!!" The attacker was still roaring constantly. But the figure that stepped him firmly on the ground was still unmoved.

"Let go of me!! You adjusters who shouldn't exist in the world!! Go to hell! For the sake of a blue and pure world!!" It seems to find that his struggle is useless. When the assailant who was stepped on the ground suddenly stopped struggling, he moved quickly and fumbled around his body.

"Hahaha!! Die!! The source of all evil!!" Amid the mad clamor, a fierce force kicked the assailant in the abdomen. In the next second, the assailant's body immediately left the ground and was pumped into the air by a huge force.

"boom!!"

In a blink of an eye, the high-flying body vanished in an instant. Accompanied by that huge roar, a harsh and blushing mist quickly dissipated in all directions.

"Self, self-destruction?!" The middle-aged man who fortunately escaped the self-destruction sighed while relying on the bunker. It seems that if someone hadn't come to help, he would probably explain it here today. Suddenly, the middle-aged man froze. "That's right! Boy, and the one who helped!"

Searching around by the middle-aged man, the two figures hiding behind the messy table were fine. In the center of the blood mist, there seemed to be a tall figure standing.

"It looks like it's okay." Looking at the surroundings, listening to the shouts from all directions, the middle-aged man's heart finally let go. I saw that he had no scruples about the blood fog that was still floating in the air. He stepped forward and looked at the figure emerging from the blood fog. He raised his right hand and said, "Thank you! I'm Andrew Baltfield. ."

"You're welcome! I just happened to see something interesting. Graham Aika." At this moment, the two of them held their right hands together.