Mecha: Return of the Pioneers

Chapter 187 Blue Superstar
After the visit, Kilian Zabi sat in the car with a relaxed expression, but Mr. M, who had been showing people with a holographic projection, came in person and sat opposite Kilian Zabi.

"Mr. M. You did a good job! The current situation has exceeded my expectations."

Killian Zabi slowly spoke in praise.

"This is thanks to the support of Commander-in-Chief Kilian. I alone cannot complete such a huge plan."

Mr. M bent down and saluted.

Killian Zabi nodded and looked out the window.

The light that kept flying backwards illuminated Kilian Zabi in uncertain light and darkness.

The moment the convoy passed a certain street intersection, Kilian Zabi saw a sign half hanging on the wall.

Although he has not come here, nor has he walked into the doorway under the sign, he knows what is there.

"Mr. M. The Earth Federation's counterattack has become stronger and stronger recently. How are you preparing for your other plan?"

"Yes! Commander-in-Chief Kilian. The preliminary debugging has been completed. The results of the debugging are in line with our expectations. To ensure the next step of testing, I have dispatched the MS team led by the blue superstar to the planned location without permission. Deploy the space domain."

"Oh? Blue superstar?"

Kilian Zabi felt that the name sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered the real name represented by the blue giant star.

"Lamba-Lal? Well, Mr. M, you have chosen a good candidate."

Lamba-Lal, as the son of Kimba-Lal, a close comrade-in-arms of the former Zeon Republic Prime Minister Zeon Shim Daken, has extraordinary talents, but in some ways he is different from Kilian Zabi and now. The principality of Zabi is deeply divided.

Although he had been deeply involved in many of the plans carried out by the Principality of Zeon to resist the Earth Federation before the Battle of Lum, in the end, this man who was undoubtedly one of the heroes for the Principality of Zeon still chose to go with Kilian- The Principality of Zeon led by Zabi parted ways.

Until Mr. M appeared, this man who spent all day in bars and drank alcohol finally stood where he should exist.

"Yes! Commander Kilian. Lamba Lal's talents are truly amazing. Among the "spiritual" plans I lead, Lamba Lal is undoubtedly the best qualified candidate."

"So, you sent him out?"

Killian Zabi looked away from the window and fell on Mr. M.

"Yes. This is a measure taken to ensure the success of the next experiment."

"Yes. Please! Mr. M. Zeon, maybe it's time for a new round of changes."

"Yes! Commander Kilian!"

The battlefield has been cleaned up.

Except for the useless wreckage, all things with research value have been cleaned up by the response fleet sent by Luna [-] and disposed of uniformly.

The final fate of these things is almost always to become part of the Earth Federation's space fleet.

Vulcan stood in the bridge, looking at the universe that had finally calmed down, and sighed slightly.

"Commander Vulcan. In the near future, we will still fight hand in hand with Lieutenant Colonel He."

Old Captain Paul smiled slightly.

The two arrivals of He Ming relieved the crisis for the Luna-[-] satellite fortress.

And this time, the Luna [-] Satellite Fortress cleared the surrounding space before the main force of the Earth Federation Space Force arrived, providing a short period of peace for the upcoming operation.

"Yes! Captain Paul."

Vulcan nodded and looked into the deep space.The Gray Ghost has set sail again, sailing towards an unfamiliar space.

This time, it is the key to affecting this battle.

In the vast universe, a Yap-class space transport ship, escorted by two Musai-class light cruisers, arrived in a space far away from the busy space routes of the Earth-Moon Circle.

With their arrival, a slowly rotating colonial satellite also appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Is this the missing Koroni?"

On the bridge of the Yap-class space transport ship, a pretty figure was standing by the porthole, looking at the slowly rotating colonial satellite.

"No, the current Koroni can no longer be regarded as a colonial satellite."

As a steady voice sounded, a burly, middle-aged man with a mustache fell next to the pretty figure, and looked with her at the artificial object in the distance that was completely different from the colonial satellite in her memory.

The front and rear barriers that once sheltered humans and gave them a safe living environment have disappeared, replaced by an artificial satellite that runs from front to back and becomes a "water pipe".

The pretty figure, unable to discern the significance of this completely different artificial satellite from its appearance, looked at the man beside her and sighed.

"That's our mission, right?"

"Yes. Starting today, we must protect it until the day the experiment is completed. Harmon, I'm afraid we will be very busy next time."

Crowley Harmon, that pretty figure nodded silently.

But where the man couldn't see her, her eyes fell on the unfamiliar forehead protector on his forehead.

As a man's fiancée, she knew that the man she loved did not have the habit of wearing a forehead protector.

But after he was picked up by the envoy sent by Kilian Zabi, when he returned again, the man named Lamba Lal seemed to have become a loyal subordinate of Kilian Zabi, always working for Kilian Zabi. He is planning something to achieve Zabi's goal.

And the huge system in front of us, which was transformed from the abandoned colonial satellite "Kroni", seems to be verifying something.

Something Crowley-Harmon didn't know.

"Lal, what happened to you?"

Looking at Lamba Lal issuing orders one after another to the soldiers around her, Crowley Harmon sighed silently.

The ominous premonition has rippled in the depths of Crowley Harmon's heart, which makes Crowley Harmon feel very uneasy.

"Huh? Are you feeling uneasy? Harmon."

The man seemed to notice his lover's uneasiness. After laughing a few times, he raised his hand and gently patted Crowley Harmon on the shoulder.

"Don't worry! Under the leadership of Commander Kilian, we, Zeon, will surely reach the final victory!!"

From the corner of her eye, Crowley-Harmon saw a face quietly watching the scene.

There was no doubt that this was the person sent to keep an eye on them.

"Yes! Victory will definitely belong to us. Lal. It's getting late. Maybe we should seize the time to set up defenses."

The man nodded without doubting his presence.

"Yes! Harmon, you are right!"

In the distance, the Gray Ghost, which had hidden its whereabouts along the way, finally arrived at the edge of this space.

(End of this chapter)