In the spacious command hall, a tragic scene appears on the screen

Metal fragments floated, and the bodies of soldiers in space suits floated among the fragments.

This was originally a mobile suit, but now it has no original outline, and even a complete body cannot be found, as if it has been dismantled.

In front of the screen, seven or eight people, including the head of action Brian, were gathered, and Salar was also among them. Everyone's eyes looked particularly solemn, and the head of action Brian was frowning.

"There are no vital signs?"

The person in charge of the explanation and record immediately responded: "Three people, including the team leader Zach, were all killed in battle."

Brian asked in a deep voice: "What about their mobile suits? Don't tell me that these completely unformed fragments are the remains of Santaizane."

"This..." The interpreter hesitated for a moment and looked at the information in his hand. "According to the information feedback from the black box, these fragments are the remains of Zahn, but it is not clear whether it is three or not."

"What does this mean?" Brian's brow frowned tighter and tighter. "The mission brief was very clear. The three people from Zach's team were driving three Zaan to attack. But now you told me that you can't be sure if it was three. Did you read it wrong or was there any concealment in the mission brief?"

"It's not like this, sir." Cold sweat broke out on the interpreter's head. "Because there are only two black boxes that were recycled, only one of which has feedback capabilities. The remaining one was seriously damaged and could not extract information from it. As for the third black box of Zahn, it was impossible to find it. These fragments were so broken that they could not determine the number."

"The material of the black box is made of the purest Gatanim alloy, and it will not be found. There is only one possibility, that is, it is plundered. Since it has been plundered, why do you have to leave two left?" Brian thought about it, and another question was asked, "Also, the damage of these two Zaans is also very unusual. What kind of explosion can shatter the entire body frame? It turns into pieces?"

"The reason inside. The exploration team is investigating, but one thing is certain," the commentator paused, as if he was a little concerned, but after noticing Brian's dissatisfied look, he still said truthfully, "According to the on-site personnel, the wreckage of Zaan's mobile suit is also somewhat incomplete, and there are many parts missing. It seems to have disappeared out of thin air."

"It disappeared out of thin air again?" Brian's face became increasingly ugly. "Isn't that the same as the black box? It's so strange, it's so strange. This time, the matter revealed an unusual meaning from beginning to end. Well, what other special places are there? If so many strange things are put together, there will definitely be unusual places."

"Sir, wise." The commentator took the opportunity to flatter. "In addition to these, what puzzles the exploration team the most is the residual amount of Mien particles."

"Speak clearly and explain in detail!" Hearing this, Brian was shocked, thinking of some possibility, and became more and more serious, "Is the residual amount much less than the attenuation rate?"

"No," the commentator shook his head, "It should be said that there are not many remnants at all..." He looked at the information in his hand again and read it word by word. "According to the combat time feedback from the black box, based on the normal attenuation efficiency, the residual particle weight on the site should be about half of the total, but the exploration team can only detect weak particle reactions on the site, and can only determine which star field was once covered by particles, but the residual amount was too small, which is unreasonable. They have begun to evaluate the possibility of particles being stolen."

"The news of the stolen particles must be blocked. The last storm was too big and we should not be neglected! This can be said to be the worst possibility!" Brian's expression changed, "You all know the effectiveness of the Meen particles. Even if you have not seen it with your own eyes, you have heard of it. Only with the role of this particle can the principality gain the advantage and push the front from the colonial circle to the lunar orbit, so this speculation may shake people's hearts."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked serious and said to everyone: "As soon as possible!"

"Yes!" Everyone present, including Salar, who had injuries, stood up straight and responded with conditioned reflexes.

"Send five reconnaissance teams immediately to search for the combat star field, be sure to find out the reason for the disappearance of the particles, and catch the murderer who killed Zach and the other three, and the time limit is within ten hours!"

"yes!"

"In addition, send three raid teams," Brian looked at Salar, "Following the traces of the White Fleet, heading to the ambush. I guess the murderer, if there is no accident, will have contact with the White Fleet and can wait for him there. As for how to search for the White Fleet, let Salar come to give you guidance. I specially appointed him as a special consultant to participate in this encirclement and suppression activity. How about Salar, is it okay? This is a special period, and I can only work hard for you."

"Yes! Follow the orders!" Salar stood at attention and saluted.

Brian nodded, showing a satisfied look, and his eyes swept over everyone present: "Five reconnaissance teams and three raid teams, from now on, have been an independent combat team, forming a special command center, and I will serve as the commander-in-chief. I will report this matter to the headquarters, but I cannot leave here, so the person responsible for the specific affairs will be the deputy commander, the detailed candidate, and a notice will be issued in thirty minutes. Now, disband, and prepare immediately!"

With Brian's decision, the entire operation department immediately took action, and several transfer orders were passed on throughout the military network. Eight squads were specially summoned to form a special operation team and launched a combat plan against the White Fleet.

Time is lost, forty-eight hours pass by in a blink of an eye, but during this period, many things have happened and have far-reaching impacts.

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"It's been forty-eight hours, and more than five units have launched an attack on me. In addition to the three most common Zaans, there are two special units. Judging from the frequency of the attack, it is obviously targeted at me!"

In the cockpit of Origin, Kimro was drinking space food to replenish his energy, checking several screens at the same time, and checking the changes in the body.

This food was one of the loot he received from the pursuers in battle, but compared to the real harvest, this food was simply insignificant.

"However, such an encounter made the Origin more and more powerful, especially the two special aircraft. After they were defeated, they brought higher combat power to the Origin. With almost infinite energy, the combat power of the entire aircraft was at least doubled!"

The Origin number at this time has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the original one. The biggest change is that the armor color on the surface of the body has changed from dark green to blue, white and red, and three colors are alternating.

In addition, the overall outline of this machine has also undergone earth-shaking changes, especially behind it, there are two wing-like components, which are almost half of the machine in length. (To be continued.)

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