Chapter 218: Is Lux here to admit defeat?

"Good! Good! Good!"

Isaac shouted "Okay" three times in a row, staring at Diego's bleeding leg with cuts all over it and agreed.

As I said, Durandal can ignore it, but Diego must not be in any danger.

After all, he is his beloved relative, friend, sibling!
"Why don't you go out and prepare?"

Wisps of gunpowder smoke floated out of the muzzle of the gun, accompanied by the sound of Diego inhaling in pain, and Wang Hu's voice with a hint of teasing floated over.

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you right away."

He signaled Wang Hu not to be impulsive and that everything could be discussed as long as Diego was returned to him.

Seeing that Wang Hu was serious, it was obvious that he was determined to take a few people with him to be buried with him even if he died.

For the sake of his good brother, he didn't even have time to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

Isaac was not just talking about retreating as a delaying tactic.

At least before Heine pulled him back, he really wanted to prepare MS for Wang Hu.

"Are you really going to give that Wang Hu a MS?"

Heine asked Yitzhak seriously.

"He has Diego on his hands, I"

Of course he didn't want to do that, but Wang Hu had his good friend Diego in his hands.

Looking at Heine who was staring at him, Yitzhak's face was filled with a look of "there is nothing I can do".

"Just imagine the scene of Wang Hu driving a MS and causing chaos in the satellite."

Instead of directly denying the other party, Heine chose a more suitable way to persuade Isaac.

Otherwise, Heine was very worried that Yitzhak, who seemed to be disregarding everything to save his friend, might object as soon as he opened his mouth.

The other party will beat him up.

Today he had witnessed how deep the bond between friends was, and to be honest, he was a little envious.

"I."

Just by thinking of the scene of Wang Hu driving his MS and causing chaos in the satellite, Isaac shuddered all over and thought that the scene was too beautiful.

"But he has Diego."

It is said that people are like repeating machines. Even though Isaac had the image of Wang Hu causing chaos in the satellite constellation in his mind.

But he still wanted to rescue Diego, so he would talk about other things after rescuing Diego.

Anyway, I still have a good mother. She should, maybe, maybe she can handle this matter!

"Ah!"

I don’t know yet what happened outside Durandal’s house, as his eldest son tried to save his good friend.

Isalia in the ZAFT military headquarters is ready to trick herself without hesitation.

He sneezed loudly in front of Patrick, who had a stern face.

It was because of this sneeze that everyone at the scene looked at her in an instant.

"Sorry, please continue."

Stretching out her hand, Isalia pretended to be calm and signaled to the people at the scene to continue talking and ignore her.

"Uh."

Seeing this, a man in black who was giving a report just now got stuck.

"The prison where the main members of the Kulain faction were held was attacked by the East Asians and the Kulain faction."

Patrick, whose face was so black that water could drip from it, suppressed his anger and reminded him.

"Ah, yes, thank you, Mr. Speaker."

The man in black was stuck and pretended to be calm and continued speaking.

"According to reports from our troops in the surrounding area, a convoy drove out from the back door of the prison during the attack."

“We don’t know the specific information of the team yet.”

"The above report is complete."

"End?"

Seeing this, Patrick, who felt lonely, could no longer suppress his anger.

"There is not a single piece of useful information in the entire article. Why did the people around us need to report the prison attack to our superiors before we knew about it?"

"Where are the prison guards? Why didn't they report? And what about the convoy that left through the back door?"

"You don't know anything, what are you reporting?"

"Ah, this."

Looking at his furious boss, the black-clad ZAFT military officer who was reporting had a sad face.

"Mr. Speaker, please calm down. In fact, when the intelligence report came, we immediately tried to contact the prison guards."

"But, but!"

"but what?"

Patrick became even more angry because of the timid look on the black-clad officer's face.

"But the prison guards we contacted reported that nothing had happened."

"We have asked many times, and they just said there is nothing wrong!"

The officer in black said that he felt wronged. It was not that he did not want to clarify the actual situation, but that he could not figure out the actual situation at all.

I don’t know where to ask!
Remember, Lelouch said before that he had arranged for people to hijack all the wired and wireless communications in the prison area.

Therefore, what the black-clad officer said was the truth. It would be strange if he could understand the actual situation.

Because no matter how many times he called, the call would be transferred to Lelouch. "You!"

I almost laughed out loud at such a stupid subordinate, even though he had never been in charge of any mission on the secret front.

Patrick is aware of the obviously contradictory news, there must be a reason behind it. Is it difficult to hijack the communication information?
You didn't even think of this?

"Did anyone go over to check it out?"

His mind was working rapidly as Speaker Patrick asked questions intermittently.

He was thinking about all the unexpected changes that had occurred.

East Asia's Qilin Wanghu was reported to be having a tryst with neutral congressman Durandal, and a prison break occurred soon after.

Could it be that!
He caught a ray of inspiration, which was a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain!
The East Asians' classical military tactics must have been intended to use the news about Wang Hu to attract their own attention.

Then they went to steal the house and rescued all the main figures of the Kulain faction.

“Someone was sent over.”

Before he knew it, Patrick had the East Asian conspiracy in his mind, the black-clad officer was still babble-ing on.

"roll!"

Speaker Patrick thought he had seen through East Asia's tricks, so he had no time to listen to his nonsense.

Just when he was about to say what was on his mind, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Didn't I tell you not to call in when there's an emergency meeting going on?"

Unable to suppress his anger, Patrick picked up the phone and started cursing at the person on the phone.

There was silence for a while. The person on the other end of the phone probably didn't expect that the first sound he heard would be a curse.

"Speak up, which department are you from!"

I was shocked to see that the person on the other end of the phone dared to call in at this time to disrupt the meeting, and even dared not say anything after the call was connected.

Patrick swore that if the other party didn't say anything important next.

I must let the other party guard the pond until they die.

"I hope you are well, Uncle Patrick."

The voice coming from the telephone receiver made Patrick stunned. This voice was!
It sounded very familiar. For Patrick, he would never forget the voice of the woman who almost became his daughter-in-law.

"Lacus. Kulain!"

The anger in her eyes almost turned into reality. A fugitive who was wanted by the whole PLANT could actually call her office openly.

What concept is this?
No normal person would tolerate this!
Traitors, all traitors!
The hand holding the phone was shaking, and Patrick glanced at everyone in front of him with a fierce look.

Now in his eyes, everyone in front of him looks like a traitor!
But there was one expression on his face and another tone in his mouth.

Just as if he had not yet fallen out with Kulain and become political enemies, Patrick spoke gently to Lux on the other end of the phone.

"Please come back Lacus. I'm sorry about what happened to Kulain."

"But you have to believe me, that is not my intention, and Aslan is still waiting for you."

"After this war is over, you and Aslan will be married. Our Sarah family will treat you well in the future."

"It is the only explanation I can give to Kulain now."

"Ugh." While in the speeding car, Lux felt goose bumps all over her body.

She instinctively moved the phone further away and almost thought she had dialed the wrong number and called an irrelevant person.

Staring at CC who was sitting quietly and bored next to her, Lux suppressed the strange feeling in her heart.

In fact, not only did Lux ​​feel weird, even the person standing in front of Patrick was trying hard to suppress the feeling of nausea.

After taking a deep breath, Lux adjusted her mentality and spoke slowly.

"Uncle Patrick, what is happening in the satellite right now has nothing to do with us, the Kulain faction."

"Although my father and you have different political views, we are both working for the good of PLANT and for the future of all adjusters."

"Oh?" Patrick was very curious about what Lux said now.

What is this? The daughter came here to admit defeat on behalf of the dead father?
If he really admitted defeat, he would do so because Kulain was dead and he was still his good friend.

It's not that we can't give up on persecuting her daughter.

Patrick was just about to persuade Lux on the other end of the phone to fall into the trap.

"Actually, Uncle Patrick, my people have heard some special news."

"The East Asian members who attacked the prison, their headquarters is at..."

He quickly sold out the location where Lelouch was hiding over the phone.

After saying that, Lux hung up the phone and threw it out of the speeding car.

"Hey Hey hey?"

After shouting into the phone a few times, Patrick listened to the beeps in the receiver.

He looked at the person in front of him with a confused look on his face.

No, what's the big deal?
Or is it that attacking the prison is really none of the Kulain faction’s business?
"Chairman Patrick, I think we should send some people to take a look?"

"It is better to believe it than not to believe it!"

At this time, privately through the phone, Isalia learned what her eldest son was going to do.

Give that Wang Hu a MS?

If she really couldn't leave, Isalia really wanted to put on her high heels, rush to her son and ask him what he thought.

Patrick looked at Isalia who was giving his advice and thought for a while with his mind a little confused.

"Assemble the Home Guard and recall all personnel on leave."

"Calm the situation down immediately!"

(End of this chapter)