Chapter 1761
A Miniature Bomb!
Chapter 1761 A Miniature Bomb!
Maria Amonia moved her neck slightly, adjusting the miniature bomb on her neck to prevent it from getting uncomfortable.
"Sorry! This is a necessary precaution."
Wearing the headband given to him by He Ming, Haman crossed his arms and looked at the former Zanskar Queen, who sat motionless in a chair as others loaded the miniature bombs.
"I understand! Your defensive measures are indispensable for us."
Maria Amonia raised her eyes and looked at the headband on Harman's forehead.
Previously, Maria Ammonia had secretly tried to spy on Haman's mind, but was blocked by the headband.
Maria Amonia was quite surprised by the iron-like solid defense.
Even the Zanskar Empire, which had a deep understanding of psychopaths, had never created such convenient defensive items, and there was more than one.
As Maria Amonia watched the little girls carrying tools and moving back and forth in the room, she was surprised to find that these identical little girls were also wearing similar headbands.
"This is a headband given to me by Colonel Ming. It's to prevent you Zanskar Empire's psycho-sensors from peering into our minds."
When Harman noticed Maria Amonia examining the headbands worn by the Pru, he began to explain.
"Yes, I see. I didn't expect that general, no, Colonel Ming, to have such amazing skills. He truly is a variable."
Maria Amonia remarked.
"That's enough with the sentimentality! Next, I need you to calm down those psychopaths and get them to quietly help us install these gadgets."
Harman straightened up and solemnly announced a cruel decision.
Maria Ammonia, on the other hand, was much more composed about this decision.
"Okay! I will assist you."
Maria Amonia then smiled slightly.
"After losing our future homeland, being able to survive for a while in this past time and space at such a cost is already a great fortune amidst misfortune."
"You are open-minded."
Harman observed Maria Amonia's expression and, upon realizing that what she said was true, spoke with some admiration.
If she were in that situation, she probably wouldn't be willing to have a miniature bomb implanted in her neck that could blow her head off at any moment.
"Lord Haman Kahn, your expression now is perhaps quite similar to how Haman Kahn will look sometime in the future when he resolutely chooses his final fate!"
Suddenly, Maria Amonia smiled slightly and said.
Harman's expression changed instantly, and he looked at Maria Amonia with a sinister gaze.
"I've said it before, my future is none of your business!"
"I'm so sorry! I misspoke again."
Maria Amonia immediately bowed her head and apologized.
"No need for these petty tricks, Maria Amonia. You're only alive because the General needs your contributions at some point, not because of the so-called history in your head."
After coldly uttering these words, Haman turned and waved, signaling Plu and the others to follow behind, escorting Maria Amonia back to the Angel's Wheel to assist Axis's technicians in installing miniature bombs and a series of monitoring instruments. Just as the Axis technicians, under Haman's command, were working feverishly, the engineering fleet that had previously modified Axis, under He Ming's orders, finally arrived at this remote cosmic region located on one side of the Earth-Fire transfer orbit.
General Tiam, who had finally witnessed firsthand how the engineering fleet leaped out of the FLOD space jump tunnel, stared excitedly at the gradually fading light.
"Colonel Ming. When...?"
"No. That's impossible in the short term. The Earth Federation is not prepared at all right now."
He Ming shook his head and refused Tianm.
What the Earth Federation needs right now is not space jump, but to integrate all the forces that can be gathered together to deal with the crisis, rather than struggling with space jump-related technologies.
Even fleets with capabilities like space jumps couldn't escape this complex and ever-changing solar system, let alone the Earth Federation, which had no understanding of space jump technology.
Tianm's lips twitched a few times, and finally he sighed silently.
If he could, he wouldn't actually need to ask. When Rebil followed He Ming through the hyperspace portal and arrived on Mars, Rebil, with his far-sighted vision, would have certainly asked.
If Rebil didn't ask about space jump technology back then, it would be useless for Tiam to ask now.
"The Wheel of Angels has come to a temporary end. Next, shall we head to the Azure Noah?"
Watching the engineering fleet split into two groups and head towards Axis and the Angel's Wheel respectively, Tiam asked He Ming about the next steps.
The Earth Federation fleet led by Tiam needs to stay here for a while to assist Axis in controlling the Angel Wheel, and cannot act with He Ming for the time being.
"Yes, we should also escort our distinguished guests to the Chabro headquarters. It's quite impolite that our guests weren't able to showcase their skills in this battle. Now, we must ensure that our distinguished guests arrive at their final destination, Chabro, safely and smoothly!"
He Ming chuckled lightly.
According to Durandal, Diego was really eager to show his skills before the battle, giving a passionate speech and preparing to demonstrate his prowess as a ZAFT ace pilot in front of the Earth Federation Forces.
However, unexpectedly, this battle, which should have been intense, or even brutal, was ultimately crushed by He Ming's Axis Impact.
Although a fierce battle ensued, the impact of Axis's attack was beyond expectations, and the battle did not last long before allies from all sides dragged them into a righteous brawl, leaving Diego, who was full of enthusiasm and eager to perform, with a bitter smile on his face.
“Yes, that makes sense. The delegation from PLANT has been lingering here for too long. It’s time to escort them to Chabro.”
Tianm had no objection to this arrangement.
"So, after that, Colonel Ming, you're planning to take down the Holy Britannian Empire?"
"We'll see."
After a moment of contemplation, He Ming expressed his concerns.
"From a strategic and technical standpoint, I don't think the Holy Britannian Empire can withstand the Federation's offensive. However, I have a feeling that the Holy Britannian Empire will not seek a breakthrough on the main battlefield, but will instead look for ways to replenish its combat strength elsewhere."
Thinking of this, He Ming sighed.
"After all, compared to the Pacific Ocean we knew, the Pacific Ocean is now much bigger!"
(End of this chapter)