Immortal from the villains of Gundam Seed

Aslan heard the signal soldier's cry, and immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.

But he couldn't say not to open it, after all, there were so many people on the bridge looking at him.

It's not such a way to lie to one's ears and steal one's bell.

And whether the head is stretched out or the head is shrunk, it must be faced with what should be faced.

What's more, what if it's not the unbearable thing that everyone thinks?

With a hint of unrealistic fantasy, he made a decision.

It's just that Aslan said to open the video, but don't forget that after genetic adjustment, the IQ of the coordinator group is actually excellent.

The communications soldier did not follow Aslan's order to click on the video sent from the Federation immediately.

Swallowing his saliva with sweat dripping down his face, he turned back to Aslan and asked again.

"Do you really want to open it?"

Judging from his not-so-weak IQ, this video is definitely not a family reunion plot. If possible, he still hopes that someone else will click on it.

"Open." Frowning, Aslan stared at the tangled and hesitant soldier.

Hardened his voice and said decisively.

But Aslan ordered to open it for the second time, and the messenger remained numb.

Then, as if afraid of Aslan's gaze, he stretched out his apprehensive hand and hovered over the button on the screen, after which the communicator was unable to press it for a long time.

With his pupils dilated, he only felt that his hands weighed a thousand catties, and things that were usually only light, were extremely difficult now.

At the same time, all the people on the bridge also focused their eyes on the communication soldier, and on his finger hovering on the screen.

Everyone stretched their necks uncontrollably, swallowed their saliva one after another, held their breath, and the audience was silent.

After a while, "Boom, boom, boom," sounded like a heavy hammer beating a heavy drum.

Impressively, that was the echo of the signal soldier's atrium beating heavily due to pressure.

"I can't do it." He lowered his head dejectedly, covered his heart in pain, opened and closed his mouth like a dehydrated fish.

The communicator fell limp to the ground.

Looking at the soldiers paralyzed on the ground, everyone was silent for a while.

You look at me and I look at you, but no one blames this soldier who ran away from battle.

In fact, if most of the people on the scene were replaced, I'm afraid they would also be frightened by the pressure.

But soon another problem came.

The communicator is lying on the ground, who will click on that video next?
There was another look at each other, and some of the timid soldiers sitting on the chairs even raised their buttocks slightly, as if they were about to run away.

A few standing soldiers moved toward the bridge door unnoticed.

"Enough!" Looking at the people who were disturbed by the video sent by the federal army.

Aslan showed Sarah's aura, he yelled and shocked the audience.

"Aslan?" Diego whispered, looking at his behavior, he probably wanted to go up and click on the video.

But is it really good to let Aslan open it himself?Or do it yourself?

Thinking so, his eyes wandered, looking at the video with the suffix avi on the screen, Diego still didn't walk forward.

He was also afraid, scared to death.

Even if he died immediately, Diego felt that he would not frown.

But let yourself click on that video?
Empatheticly looking at the communications soldier who was still lying on the ground and groaning.
He shook his head, asking himself to forget it.

While shaking his head, Diego's eyes met those of Baimao Yizak.

But the moment the eyes of the two met, they immediately bounced away.

Just as the people behind Aslan were thinking about their own affairs.

With a compelling aura, Aslan strode towards the screen.

Feeling Aslan's majestic appearance, with a knife and ax and a fearless aura on his body.

Many soldiers couldn't help blurting out.

"Fortunately, it's Sarah!"

Little did they know that Aslan had already walked to the screen, turned his back to everyone and stretched out a hand to click on the video.

"Gudong," his Adam's apple twitched, his eyes closed, and his heart crossed.

As if he was afraid that if he stood for too long and hesitated for too long, he would lose the courage to press down, so he finally pressed down with trembling hands.

"God damn federal army!"

"How dare they, how dare they!"

"Crazy! Crazy is crazy!"

"Master Sara, speed up and let's throw Junius 7 down. We must make natural people feel the pain!"

"That's right, if those natural people are not allowed to accept pain, feel pain, and experience pain, how can they know our pain!"

"Master Sarah, please give an order! Lord Sarah!"

After seeing the content of the video that Aslan clicked on clearly, although he had already done psychological construction before that.

But I really saw clearly the picture shown on the big screen.

The soldiers on the bridge instantly became excited like a frying pan.

There are those who curse loudly, those who kneel and cry on the ground, and those who lose their minds and faint on the spot.

In any case, when the unspeakable facts really came, few people at the scene could keep calm.

The body swayed, with one hand propped on the battleship console, and the other hand holding his forehead.

The corners of Aslan's eyes were about to burst from the force.

"G3? That guy actually did it?"

"Is it because of me? It's all because of me that those compatriots suffered such a disaster?"

"Damn it, damn it, how did he do it? How did he do it!"

In a daze, Aslan seemed to see the hands of endless grievances at his feet, stretching out from the bridge floor.

The hand, which was purple due to blood coagulation, was pulling his trousers and climbing up his leg.

Faint howls in the darkness were blown into his ears by the non-existent wind.

"It's not me, it's not me, it's none of my business."

The phantom of endless ghosts in front of him made Aslan sweat profusely, his eyes lost focus, and he muttered to evade, as the leader of the ZAFT army.

Regardless of the existence of so many subordinates around him, he revealed his fragile side in front of everyone's gaze.

"Aslan, Aslan, Aslan!"

After taking a few quick steps, Diego rushed in front of Aslan.

He grabbed his collar with both hands and shook it vigorously several times, seeing that this level of movement could not wake up Aslan's mind.

Diego gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He raised his hand and received two crisp slaps.

"Wake up, you are Sarah!"

He reminded in a low voice.

"Huh?" After receiving two slaps from Heipi, Aslan finally came back to his senses.

You are Sara's words echoed in his mind like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Yes, I am Sarah!
Now the commander of the ZAFT army!

"Thank you, Diego!"

Patting Diego on the shoulder, Aslan's eyes regained light.

Looking around at all the people on the bridge who were looking at him worriedly, he nodded.

Finally turning around and staring at the picture on the screen, Aslan clenched his fists.

"Aslan, what to do next, give the order!"

Baimao's words were actually very inappropriate, but he was originally such a person.

The idiot!Just now Aslan regained his mind, Diego said he was very tired.

Isn't Yitzhak trying to drive Aslan to his death?

Opposite is the federal army who really dare to release poison gas, how do you ask Aslan to answer your question!

A bad, surviving coordinator...

No, even the current coordinator of the ZAFT army will resent Aslan!
"The drop operation of Junius 7 continues."

Aslan spoke with his back to everyone.

What Diego could think of, he could think of too.

It's just that no one has a chance to take a step back now.

The gun was loaded and the opponent fired first.

Now even if the Yunius 7 crash operation is abandoned, the people on the dead satellite group will not be resurrected.

Even if they give in this time, the federal army will dare to chase Mars next time and let themselves and others be captured without any help!
Therefore, there is absolutely no way to retreat, not even a single step, even if all the compatriots on the satellite group are dead!
Can't return either!

"Aslan." Looking at the people around him, Diego frowned. He wanted to persuade his friends and comrades-in-arms.

"Needless to say, Diego!" Aslan seemed to think of what he was going to say next.

"The enemy has already moved, and the gun is on our foreheads!"

"Compromise negotiations will not bring about peace!"

"Now only by confronting toughness with toughness can we regain the initiative!"

"This is my judgment as Sara! Obey the order!"

Turning around, Aslan threw the ground loudly.

"I understand." Seeing Aslan's determined look, Diego waved his hand.

He said he wouldn't say anything more.

"What are you still doing in a daze, continue to speed up Junius 7's homework!"

He, who had never yelled at the soldiers before, spoke suddenly.

"Yes!" The soldiers who had just woken up like a dream came back in an instant, and then threw themselves into intense work.

"Are you sure?" After glancing at the soldiers, Diego couldn't help asking when he walked to Aslan's side.

Hearing Diego's questioning again, Aslan was about to speak.

Suddenly the radar soldier jumped up and shouted loudly.

"Emergency communication from the Junius 7 operation unit, Federal Army! Federal Army! Federal MS is here!"

"What? Didn't the federal army go to PLANT?"

Diego was shocked!
"Could it be a slap in the face!"

(End of this chapter)