Chapter 133 Taking the resources but being stingy with a piece of bread

"Earth……"

The ending of the low-Earth orbit battle in the original world line was slightly different, but the only thing that remained the same was that the Archangel still crashed in North Africa.

Li Chengzhi stood on the outer deck of the battleship where the view was wide, and sighed quietly as he looked at the golden and boundless sea of ​​sand outside.

“I didn’t expect it to end up here.”

Isn't it true? In the original timeline, it was because of the fight between Kira and Yzak that the Archangel deviated from its falling path in order to rescue Kira.

This time it was Athrun who fought with Kira, but the final result was still here.

Fortunately
Looking back, I saw the refugees on the Archangel rushing onto the deck, excitedly enjoying the view of the sand sea.

"At least they are not dead. Not all the people in the Eighth Fleet are dead." Li Chengzhi felt satisfied.

"What are you thinking about?" Just as Li Chengzhi was expressing his inner feelings, Wang Hu, who came over with a glass of water in his hand, asked.

"I'm thinking about the future you talked about, whether you're lying or just crazy, and the most important thing is the supplies."

He pretended to take the glass of water from Wang Hu's hand, but found that the other party naturally put it to his mouth. Li Chengzhi answered with a dark face.

"That's true." Wang Hu nodded while drinking boiled water.

"If we eat as much as we want from the supplies Halberton gives us, they will only last for a month or two. By then, the people on board will have to live a hard life again."

"Fortunately, the goddess of victory will be here soon, and we won't have to worry about supplies."

"Goddess of Victory?" Li Chengzhi seemed to remember something when he heard it, and his eyes swept across the water cup in Wang Hu's hand.

"Can you ask her to report the invoices she received on the satellite? There's a high chance that you won't be able to report them when you return, so you'll have to use your own allowance to make up for it."

"Well." The corner of his eye twitched and Wang Hu scratched his head. "Is it really impossible to report it?"

"I can't report it." Li Chengzhi answered firmly, indicating that there was no room for compromise.

"Oh." His face wrinkled into a bitter look in an instant, and Wang Hu silently walked towards the interior of the Archangel holding his water cup.

"Hmph." Looking at Wang Hu's lonely back, Li Chengzhi snorted and walked towards the bridge of the Archangel.

Baki Lulu's shift was almost over, and she was rushing to hand over her shift.

In addition, we don’t know when Mr. Tiger will visit, so we have to make adequate preparations.

At the same time, just like in the original timeline, an urgent telegram was received from the ZAFT military in PLANT.

The Adjuster was a powerful star whose popularity within the army rose from second to first on the North African battlefield. Perhaps because of Cruze's death, he has now taken over Cruze's original position in the ZAFT army.

The famous Mr. Tiger was also sitting in a jeep, and he was rushing towards the place where the Archangel was staying.

"Captain Bartfield."

Soon after, they arrived at the place where the Archangel was docked, which was discovered by intelligence personnel.

His adjutant Martin asked Bartfield, who was lying on the sand dune holding a telescope.

"Should we go say hello?"

"Say hello?" Putting down the telescope, with the Archangel behind him as the backdrop, Bartfield asked in confusion.

"How do you say hello?"

"Just arrange a few Bakus to go over and test the opponent's quality." Martin explained doubtfully.

"The universe is different from the earth. Even if they killed Cruze in the universe, the desert is our home turf!"

"The gravity of the earth will let them know how powerful the Bartfield team is in the desert!"

"I think you are drifting."

Bartfield threw the telescope to his adjutant, shook his head, obviously disagreeing with his adjutant's suggestion, and got back into the jeep.

"Go back Martin."

"Huh?" Martin was very puzzled seeing his captain looking like he wished he could fly back to town with wings.

Captain, since you don't want to fight with the Archangel, why did you run over to see the ship in the first place with a mouthful of sand in your mouth?

"The opponent is the famous East Asian Qilin. Do you think the warriors of that country would be less adapted to gravity zones than us?"

Faced with his subordinate's doubts, Bartfield urged him to get into the jeep quickly, saying that he really came here just to see the ship.

Without complete preparation, you rely on the power in your hands to test the quality of the opponent. Are you dissatisfied that your comrades are not dying fast enough?

"Then" following the captain's order, Adjutant Martin obediently sat in the passenger seat of the jeep.

"If the higher-ups ask us about this, how will we answer? If we just let them get away with it without doing anything, what will happen if they hold us accountable?"

"Hmph." Bartfield snorted coldly at the adjutant's concerns.

The tough-looking man with slicked-back hair, who was crossing his arms, actually had his own considerations in mind.

As a member of the deeply hidden Kulain faction within the ZAFT army, he will indeed give everything to protect PLANT.

But he had no prejudice against natural persons, nor did he lose his mind because of what happened to Junius 7.

Bartfield's vision is much farther than that of many people in high positions in PLANT!

"The Qilin King Tiger of East Asia, and that country in the East."

Sitting in the jeep, just as he came and left in a hurry, Bartfield waved his sleeves without taking away a grain of sand.

How to meet the Qilin reasonably? This is what he is really considering.

So I don’t know why Mr. Tiger didn’t come over to say hello like in the original timeline because of my existence.

Ever since Wang Hu received the news that Kira had awakened, he has been sitting in the cockpit of Z Gundam waiting.

I waited left and Mr. Tiger didn't show up, and I waited right and Mr. Tiger didn't show up either.

By the time Kira recovered and ran over to thank Wang Hu, Wang Hu received news that Princess Qiao had come to visit him.

"Didn't they say that Mr. Tiger would come first?" Standing in the team welcoming potential helpers, Li Chengzhi asked Wang Hu in the crowd.

Although Wang Hu said that his predictions about the future needed to be verified, he was very honest in his body and mind.

During this period, I was on duty on the bridge at full capacity.

Therefore, as Tiger did not come but Her Royal Highness the Princess came first, Li Chengzhi really wanted to see what explanation his friends had for this matter.

"Maybe the tiger hasn't woken up yet, or maybe Her Royal Highness the Princess ran a little too fast."

Wang Hu looked at the people getting off the jeeps.

A member of the so-called North African Liberation Front, carrying an RPG on his shoulder and an Aka on his back, with his face covered with a scarf.

Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Hu replied to his good friend Li Chengzhi.

"Can't you see that I didn't even ask Kira to come over? That guy is still on standby on the Strike Gundam."

"The earth and the universe are different. Have the parameters been adjusted?"

In fact, Li Chengzhi had his own decision in his mind, and he did not worry too much about this issue.

Then, before the person on the other side came over to formally negotiate, he kindly gave another reminder.

"I modified my own copy, but I still know the parameters."

"Not to mention Kira's portion, he finished it in just a minute or two."

How could he not have thought of this when telling his friend, Wang Hu's face turned serious and he spoke quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense, the other party is coming."

Li Chengzhi opened his mouth and rolled his eyes. He had nothing to say to this good friend who was always blaming others for his mistakes.

"Archangel of the United Army, I have heard of your great name for a long time."

He has a typical Black Continental appearance and is only a head and a half taller than Cagalli.

But Ashka, the sturdy leader of the Desert Dawn, glanced coldly at Malu and others led by the Archangel.

"What do you want to do by coming to us?"

"This is the leader, sir." Looking around, Ma Liu found Wang Hu hiding in the back with an expression that said, "Just do it, don't ask me."

Ma Liu had no choice but to take a step forward. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.

It was clear what kind of enemy-occupied area the Archangel had landed in at that moment.

There was no tacit understanding established with the militants in front of him by taking the opportunity of fighting against the Desert Tigers as in the original timeline.

Ma Liu was quite polite until he understood the other party's intention.

"For some reason we wanted to break through the atmosphere and return to the Alaska Joint Forces Headquarters."

"But by some strange coincidence we have come to your precious place. If possible, I would like to obtain..."

However, before Malu could finish his words, the members of the Desert Dawn Front burst into laughter.

As the leader, Ashman not only did not stop his men from behaving disrespectfully, but he was the one who led them in laughing with the most disdain.

"Are you trying to use us again? Do you people from the Atlantic Federation think we are a bunch of dogs?"

"When you need it, throw us a few bones. Do you think it's fun to listen to us barking?"

"After kicking us away when you no longer need us, you still naively think that we will remember your kindness?"

"Do you think if you throw us a few more bones, we will be spineless and continue to be used by you?"

Listening to the ridicule from those people dressed like standard militants, it was surprising that Malu and the others should have felt angry at being ridiculed.

But it was extremely difficult to find a few people without conscience on the entire Archangel, so they heard the sadness behind each other's laughter.

"No, that's not the case." Malu tried to explain anxiously.

"We are not taking advantage of your ideas. In fact, if necessary, we will provide you with humanitarian assistance as much as possible!"

Malu is a good person, but as the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." She was born and raised in the Atlantic Federation.

Inevitably influenced by the daily living environment and the later military service.

There is more or less a touch of the Atlantic Federation in her heart.

That is, even if it is done out of kindness, the heart is full of kindness.

But in actual actions, people still feel that they have a bit of the superiority inherent in the Atlantic Federation people.

There's no way around it. Most people in the Atlantic Federation are like this. In their eyes, the center of the world is where they live.

All other places need them to save.
A large number of movies, TV shows and various works are promoted to them in this way day after day.

"Humanitarian aid? Is it the bullets we shoot at our fellow countrymen?"

There was a fierce light in Ashman's eyes, and as soon as he said this, the militants behind him raised their guns in unison.

It seemed like they had a disagreement, and these barefoot people were suffering.

We must let the wealthy gentlemen from the Atlantic Federation understand what the iron fist from the bottom of society means.

"Hey! We are friendly forces!"

Seeing that Ma Liu was unable to control the situation, Mu took two quick steps and rushed out.

Reaching out his hand to stop him, Mu yelled.

"The real enemy at this moment is the Adjuster ZAFT! We are allies on the same front!"

"Bullshit, you are the same as them, you just want to plunder the resources of our land."

"But you won't give us a piece of bread!"

(End of this chapter)