Chapter 236 Do you understand if you use a knife to kill someone?

Author: Fighting repeatedly

Chapter 236 Do you understand if you use a knife to kill someone?

After staying for a night, Rhodes took his men on a plane the next day and left.

The monks who came to the airport to see him off were confused and didn't know what he was doing.

"Just leave like that?" Mu asked Maru next to him.

"Well, let's go." Maru replied, looking at Cacaree, who had no expression in front of him and didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's not bad..." Mu grabbed his head. "It's too cold, yes Kagarie..."

Abandoning his military identity and returning to his position as a woman, Maliu is probably the woman who can understand Cacaree's mood best.

She nodded melancholy but said nothing.

After all, this is someone else's family business, and being too involved will be a taboo of having a simple and profound conversation.

I’m talking about it, maybe the young couple communicated last night?

"Go back." When the plane's figure completely disappeared into the sky, Cacarine turned her head and said.

"Hiriya, come and take a car with me."

"Yes, Lord Cacaree." Huiliya, who was respectfully pointed at the name, said appropriately.

"Aslan! Aslan~~" In a rather tangent tone, Izhak looked for the blue-haired noble son everywhere in a submarine that was sitting in a sinking sea outside Aubu.

He has been like this since he learned the very exciting news from Nigor that day.

Fortunately, he didn't know Rhode's true identity, but he just thought Rhode was a child of Aub's family.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be in the mood to look for Aslan everywhere to make fun of him.

Instead, we contacted the local military headquarters as soon as possible.

"This bastard." Nigor, who was hiding from Yitzak with Aslan, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

Then he turned his head and said to Aslan, who was sitting next to him in a chair and lowered his head. "Sorry, Aslan, I didn't know this."

"It's okay." Shaking his hand exhausted, Aslan didn't know what he was thinking.

Since he came back that day, he was thinking about a question.

That is what kind of mentality do you have for Lux? Is it love? Or like? Or responsibility?

Perhaps both, as the son of ZAFT's supreme leader, Aslan is so kind to the outside world.

It is impossible that there is no pride in my heart.

As a member of Lux, the daughter of the Speaker's family, the goddess of plant Volkswagen.

It is natural to be a good match.

Whenever I think of those in the army who know their identities and who their fiancée are, their subconscious envious look.

Without saying it, the secret joy in my heart will inevitably breed in my heart.

This has nothing to do with personal qualities, it is purely the self-instinct of men for thousands of years.

Having a higher position and stronger power than others, having the most beautiful woman.

That is something engraved in the deepest part of the gene, even modulation surgery seems to be unable to remove.

"Aslan" Nigor opened his mouth, but he wanted to stop talking. He wanted to say to his friend, don't you be depressed, don't you still have me?

However, looking at his friend's appearance, Nigor finally didn't say it.

"That man seems not to be Aubu's man," said Nigor. "Maybe it's not what I thought?"

"Huh?" Aslan asked, looking up suddenly. "Not Aubu's?"

"Hmm." Nigor hesitated for a moment, recalled. "You know, I have a friend who works in intelligence."

"That man had family patterns on his clothes, and that was not any of the big families of Aubu."

"This" Aslan is stupid, not Aub's? Where is that?

"It seems to be" said Nigel himself was also stupid. Why did he say this? Isn't this a knife in Aslan's heart?

Looking at his friend's appearance, Aslan took a few deep breaths and stood up to force Nigor, who was hiding and not wanting to say something, into the corner.

There was a "dong".

Aslan blocked Nigor's retreat, and he stared at his friend's eyes.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know?" Negel shook his head desperately after remembering the meaning of the family pattern from his friend's daily work.

"Come back?" Jibrill's tired voice came from behind the mountains filled with documents without raising his head.

After returning to the base of Paradise Island, he came to find his younger brother as soon as possible. He had lost his former vitality.

"Brother, are you very tired?" It was basically just a nonsense. Rodra came over and sat in front of the table with a stool.

"Crack." He pinched the pen in his hand and Gibrille's temples thudded.

"Of course, I don't have the time to run away, so I have time," he said.

The big two dark circles were even darker than when Rhode left before.

You can pretend to be a panda when you put it in the zoo, Gibrill looked up and said.

"Oh." As if he didn't see the fire in his brother's eyes, Rhode asked. "How is Panama Airlines repaired?"

"It's almost done." He looked up and thought for a while, took out a copy of the documents from the mountains of documents, and Gibrill flipped it.

Then he answered affirmatively. "Basically, Panama will be put into use after the Battle of Alaska."

"How about the current garrison?" Rhode asked again.

Looking at his brother's appearance, Gibrill smelled some conspiracy, but he replied that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"The MS troops formed by the Federation are given priority to where to guard the garrison. At the same time, a group of troops has been added to the original garrison troops."

"With ZAFT's false news on external publicity, the Eurasian joint naval forces are also gathering."

"At the same time, the surrounding federal military bases have also made sufficient preparations."

"Yeah." Nodded, Rod looked at his brother. "How is Azrael doing lately?"

"Huh?" asked his brother a hammer, and he was too busy recently, and his thinking was a little unable to keep up with Rhode's jumping problem.

Gibrill looked at his younger brother for a long time and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Look." He sat upright and put his hands on the table. "According to the inside news, for the so-called throat-cutting tactic, the Chairman Sarah in the sky prepared nearly 10,000 more MSs."

"This has almost drained all the available troops of ZAFT. In addition to the forces that stayed to guard the local area, the power of the coordinator has reached the bottom."

"If our army made dumplings there, what would they do after they were anxious to jump over the wall?"

"Genesis?" asked Gibrill, frowning. "But Genesis is not yet completed."

"Yes, it's not finished yet, but it's too soon." Rhode nodded. "In despair, people can do anything."

"What do you mean?" Gibrill roughly understood what his younger brother meant. "Then we can't lose Panama Airlines."

"No," Rod said, shaking his head. "Of course we didn't take the initiative to throw away Panama Airlines."

"Give them hope appropriately, it's not like that."

"I mean, after the Battle of Alaska, ZAFT will most likely use its remaining troops to attack Panama in order to gain time."

"The current unit of the United Army in the universe has more than enough to maintain its integrity and make progress."

"This is exactly the best state. As long as we do not have the ability to reinforce the universe for the time being, they will not be in a hurry to jump over the wall."

"What does this mean?" Gibrill was stunned. He said that he could not give up Panama, and then he said that he would maintain the status quo. What is he doing.

"In addition to Panama, there are also airports controlled by ZAFT. Which one has the ability to send troops to the universe?"

Rhode asked with a smile.

"You want to take this opportunity to attack Aub?" Gibrill frowned, "This is not impossible."

"No, no, why do we need to attack Aubu?" Rhode shook his head with a chuckle.
Chapter completed!