Chapter 128 Cruze and Wang Hu's calculations are too serious
ZAFT has no more soldiers available!

After Patrick mentioned that large-scale conscription was launched in the country, this sentence popped into Cruze's mind.

Yes, ever since the rise of East Asia, especially the record that bastard Wang Hu has achieved on himself.

Cruze calculated privately that it was rare that ZAFT, which was currently deploying troops everywhere, had not yet seen its front line collapse.

You have to know that in today's era, increasing the number of troops is not just about raising a flag and then having people rush in.

Then each person is given a gun and asked to fire two bullets per person before going to the battlefield, and that's considered complete training.

Silently watching Patrick who was still talking in the communication channel, Cruze even thought about not taking the opportunity to attack the Eighth Fleet.

He took the opportunity to destroy this elite force that he had pulled out from the local garrison.

What? You ask why Kruse did that?
Isn't he afraid of being left out in the cold?
The answer is simple. If Wang Hu did not exist, Cruze would naturally gain as many merits as possible.

Until he made many contributions and reached the top of ZAFT, and then at the critical moment, he brought the two families into a ditch in one fell swoop. This is what Cruze did in the original world line.

But now because of Wang Hu's existence, Cruze knows that although he is still Patrick's confidant on the surface.

However, it is very difficult to take the path of repeated achievements at present. After all, if you lose too much, your evaluation will drop too much.

So how about changing your thinking?
For example, exaggerating the strength of the United Nations and East Asia?

If people lose all their money, they will do many things that ordinary people would never think of, such as selling their wives and children or robbing people on the street.

The population is less than 100 million. Even if PLANT with a population of tens of millions recruits soldiers to the maximum extent, how many people can it recruit?
In front of the United Army with tens of billions of people, the number of PLANTs is just a drop in the bucket and is not enough to be considered.

This is also the reason why the Adjusters secretly created the neutron jammers and indiscriminately projected the neutron jammers throughout the earth.

Reduce the population of natural persons and reduce the industrial output value of natural persons.

Only by doing everything possible to bring the power of natural people to the same level as that of the adjuster, or even to a lower level, will the adjuster have a chance of winning!

But once all the measures have been tried and still to no avail!

After figuring it out in his mind, Cruze stared at Patrick who was still chattering on the screen.

At that time, he will only have one choice left, which is to wait until the Genesis is completed and then launch a missile directly at the Earth and the United Nations' lunar base.

There is no chance for the natural person to react and the natural person is strangled to death in one fell swoop!
"Chairman Patrick, please give me another chance." Si Lu must have put on an unprecedented solemn attitude, and Cruze expressed his determination.

"For the prosperity of PLANT and the unification of the ZAFT army, I will destroy the Eighth Fleet to prove my loyalty and ability to you!"

"Huh?" Patrick spat out almost two bowls of saliva, venting to Cruze the pressure he had recently endured from all walks of life.

Suddenly, when he heard that Cruze still wanted to attack the Eighth Fleet after repeated defeats, the great ZAFT Military Chairman was a little stunned.

Staring at Cruze's masked face on the other side of the screen, Patrick seemed unusually hesitant.

He was hesitant because Cruze's recent record was too bad, but the pressure he had been under recently was indeed too heavy.

A magnificent victory is desperately needed to offset the doubts from all walks of life in the local community.

Otherwise, how can we win the next election?
"Hmm." After hesitating for a long time, Patrick, who already had a bit of a gambler's mentality, finally decided to give Cruze another chance.

"I'll wait and see. Don't let me down again, Cruze." After saying this, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Patrick was afraid that he would change his mind if they talked for a while longer, but there was nothing he could do as the adjuster didn't have many cards left in his hand!
"Of course, of course, my Chairman Patrick."

Looking at the communication device with a black screen, Cruze rubbed his palms and said with a smile.

Time passed quickly, and it was not long after General Halberton left the Archangel.

This ship, which had never had sufficient supplies, could finally have meat for every meal.

As a result, the faces of the refugees on the ship looked much rosier.

"Aren't we going to send them out?" asked Li Chengzhi as he and Wang Hu were walking through the living area.

"Send? Send where? Send to the muzzle of Baimao's gun?"

Wang Hu replied with a smile on his face, because the lives of the refugees have improved.

Li Chengzhi, who still has doubts about the Home and its future, was about to say that even if the Adjusters are fighting with natural humans.

But they would not risk the wrath of the world by openly shooting at the lifeboats.

Suddenly, the alarm on the Archangel rang out.

"Here they come." Looking up at the horn that was sounding the alarm, Wang Hu winked at his friend.

"Can this be considered as part of my predictions about the future?"

"Not really." Li Chengzhi's face darkened and he shook his head as he entered combat mode.

"Your tactical prediction is accurate."

"Tsk." Showing a look as if he couldn't do anything to you, Wang Hu called out to Kira who rushed out of the room, wanting to take him to the hangar to prepare for an attack.

However, something happened when Kira rushed over, which made Wang Hu and Li Chengzhi both show subtle expressions on their faces.

"Sorry, sorry, little sister, I almost bumped into you."

Because the alarm came so suddenly, Kira almost bumped into a little girl in overalls when he ran towards Wang Hu.

Fortunately, Kira Adjuster's body reacted quickly, and he chose to hit the wall instead of the girl by turning sideways.

When Kira rubbed his aching head after hitting the wall, he immediately chose to squat down and apologize to the little girl.

"Yeah, yeah, it's okay. Brother is going to protect the ship, right?"

With a pair of childish eyes still open, the little girl handed over the flower made of paper in her hand.

"Mom said to thank the big brothers who protected this ship, so can I give this to you?"

"Of course, there is also my favorite brother Wang Hu. Can you accept my flowers?"

When Kira took the flowers handed over by the girl in a daze, the little girl ran to Wang Hu again.

She tiptoed and tried to hand another paper flower to the tall Wang Hu. "Ah, thank you." Wang Hu quickly squatted down, took the flower from the girl, and touched the girl's head affectionately.

I watched the girl happily trotting back to her mother, and looked at the girl still waving at me.

"Kira, let's go."

In front of the mother and daughter, Wang Hu sniffed the paper flowers that should have no fragrance.

But it seemed like the most fragrant flower in the world, and then Wang Hu solemnly pinned it on his chest.

"Yes, Big Brother Wang Hu!" Kira followed suit and pinned the flower on his chest, his expression extremely solemn.

"The world's corrective force?"

After glancing at the girl who was still waving in the direction Wang Hu and the others were leaving, Li Chengzhi walked towards the bridge of the Archangel.

Along the way, he was thinking about the girl sending flowers, and repeatedly wondered whether Wang Hu had achieved such an effect through indirect influence in private.

Not to mention what Li Chengzhi was thinking, Wang Hu and Kira had already met up with Mu and sat in the cockpits of their respective machines.

"Kira, Mu, this time we will be defending instead of attacking."

"Be careful not to stray too far from the Eighth Fleet. Return to the Archangel as soon as you receive my signal."

Before setting off, Wang Hu warned the two of them very seriously.

"Guard? Brother Wang Hu, I got it."

Kira naturally didn't make any comments after touching the paper flower on his chest.

Unlike the Eighth Fleet, with which he had little friendship or affection, Kira was more concerned with protecting the Archangel.

Although he also understands the principle of "the lips and the teeth are interdependent", since Brother Wang Hu can lead us all the way here on a single ship.

Abandoning the Eighth Fleet, as long as the Archangel and everyone are still there, Kira feels that Brother Wang Hu will always be able to take the ship to other places.

"Towards the Archangel?"

Mu's face twitched when he heard this, and he thought of what happened in Artemis Fortress.

He was worried that Wang Hu would try the same old trick again and use the Eighth Fleet as a scapegoat, so Mu quickly sent a message to Ma Liu on the bridge.

"Wang Hu, the Eighth Fleet must not fail."

Mu expressed his firm attitude in a very strong tone.

"And this time Ma Liu and the others will definitely not listen to you. Don't even think about abandoning Admiral Halberdon and the others and running away!"

"Don't think of me like that." Wang Hu controlled the Z Gundam and walked onto the catapult device.

"You will understand after you go out and see it. If it weren't for Admiral Halberdon's insistence, we wouldn't even have to fight this battle."

"What do you mean?" Mu followed Wang Hu out with a heavy heart because of his nonsensical words.

What does Wang Hu mean by this?
With such a mood, Mu drove the Zero King away from the Archangel, ready to sacrifice his life for his country today.

As soon as he arrived in the universe, his whole head started buzzing.

"What's going on? Why is this happening?!"

"What does Admiral Halberdon want to do? What does Wang Hu want to do?"

Mu and his father's clone Cruze shouted almost at the same time.

The reason why these two people looked stunned and unable to understand was that

All of this stems from the current posture of the Eighth Fleet.

Is the Eighth Fleet important?
Very important!
Even a force as large as the Eighth Fleet, which is a wealthy coalition force, would only be a dozen or so after integration.

So how powerful should such a main force be?

But why are the Mobius troops so sparse on the battlefield now?

No matter what the record was in the past against the Adjusters, Mobius always appeared with a dark and majestic momentum!
The quantity is sufficient.

"A bunch of them here and there, what does Admiral Halberdon want to do? Do you expect such a large number to stop Cruze?"

Mu looked around and found that the Eighth Fleet had no intention of continuing to send more Mobius troops.

A very unkind idea popped into his mind.

How much empty salary and how much blood of soldiers did the admiral have to eat to be unable to find a pilot for Mobius?
"Mu, I want to ask you a question. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to."

The Z Gundam flew to the side of Zero Jinn, and Wang Hu asked Mu.

"What's the problem?" Mu had long given up the idea of ​​fighting to the death, mainly because it seemed meaningless to fight to the death.

Judging from the display of power that the admiral has put in place, it seems as if he is preparing to take everyone with him to the west.

If you have this attitude, fighting to the death will make you look stupid.

"What's more important about the Eighth Fleet is the ship or the people of the Eighth Fleet?"

Wang Hu asked leisurely, looking at the light spots representing the Zaft army's MS that were visible to the naked eye in the distance.

"Man and boat?"

A flash of lightning flashed through Mu's mind. He looked at the Mobius, which were few in number but charging very fast.

Suddenly Mu guessed what Wang Hu meant and turned on the internal communication band of the Mobius fleet.

"For a blue and pure world!"

The whistling sound of slogans filled his ears.

(End of this chapter)