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PHASE 30 . HEADING TO PROTECTION
“ADARA!!”
Something blew up the missile launched by Analemma to create a glow that illuminated the surroundings for a moment. The bullet failed to hit the APC controlled by Jo after being hit from one direction. Jo is squeaking through the controller screen in front of him. His eyes crossed, finding some planes
recognized by its APCs maneuvering close to their location.
Meanwhile, Jason who raised the name Adara just now, then let out a long sigh. He really didn't know what to do if the bullet hit APC Jo and blew it up. A few seconds later, the dashboard screen showed something strange. Some point signals seemed to be approaching his present location, and he was familiar with the warplanes.
“Almost late,” muttered as he breathed a sigh of relief for a moment.
Jason confirmed his earphones for a moment. “CB-1 active,” reported on one such communication network, “what have they reported you?”
Jo who is still in his APC then cleared his throat to hear Jason's question. “They will take us to the center of the eastern alliance from now on,” he replied.
“Hm? Not to the branch spot first?” sideways Jason was astonished.
“Er ... I also don't know,” timpal Jo in doubt. “Maybe because of something.”
“We're sorry, Lieutenant!” say someone who suddenly infiltrated the communication network.
Jason and Jo are shocked. Their eyebrows intertwined, curious about the techniques carried out by the reinforcements to smoothly infiltrate the communication network between them.
“Lieutenant!” The woman who had just entered the line of communication called Jason back.
“Yes, I'm here,” Jason answered fixing the earphones in his ear.
“Stay in line, Lieutenant! We will lead you to the center now.”
Jason was silent. His mind was buana. Moreover, this trivial situation adds to the contents of the head.
In silence, the figure of the girl dived into the mind of the man. If indeed now they are heading to the center of the eastern alliance, it does not mean that the girl will see the true form of the robot that took her father's life 5 years ago.
The man took a sip of saliva. His hands scooped the face that had not been cleaned for a long time. Jason scolded.
“Alright, okay-okay,” he said. “Please take this your second lesson, Jason.”
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Erick clucked violently, almost hitting the dashboard in front of him. His emotions are out of control. In his mission this time, he could not even resist his urge to not press the bullet button. However, with many reinforcements sent from the center, of course his team will lose.
“They've prepared it for a long time,” murmured.
His earphones sounded rustling for a moment, before finally a voice shook the inner youth.
“Captain, three planes out,” reports women who have not decided on their communication channels since
Erick's.
The young man whose hair was slightly cocked half ponytail snorted. “Emergency,” he said. “We're back.”
The girl who was 3 years older than the captain fell silent. “Good, Captain,” timpalynya while turning the direction of the plane and give direction to the other members to retreat.
A few minutes after Erick parked Analemma in a hangar, the young man got off and walked towards a
doorway. His steps came to a halt when he saw a woman standing there, ruffled around her waist waiting for him.
“You ... who?” ask Erick.
The blonde girl lowered her head for a moment. “I'm Jennifer Artha,” she replied.
Erick touched his chin and thought. “You ... who spoke to me earlier?” ask again.
Jenn nodded. Eyes twinkling. “I can't believe I could meet you in person,” he said.
face instantly. Like just meeting his idol.
“Sorry, but I have to go back to the room,” Erick said later.
“You want me to drop off, Captain?” jenn Tawal.
Erick held up one hand, subtly refusing the girl's offer. He himself felt strange when he remembered that the girl in front of him was very informal at the time of the mission. Strangely enough, according to young men like Erick faced with the girl with multiple personalities.
The young man walked ahead of Jenn. She didn't care if Jenn now looked at her with a serious back look. A thin grin is engraved clearly on the corners of the lips.
Erick walked into the father's room. However, not until he came to the room, someone caught him.
The glasses doctor seemed to want to inquire about the results of his mission this time.
“I didn't hurt him,” Erick said before the man opened his mouth.
“Where are you going?” Alan actually asked something else, beyond expectations of the young man surnamed Frederick. “Ke
place your father and complain?”
Erick took a sip of saliva, not wanting to stare at the man beside him at all. However, a few seconds later, he looked at Alan. “I want to ask you something. Can?”
Alan smiled and nodded. “Cute me.”
The man who works as a doctor invites Erick to his room. He just gave an excuse to
the young man's health check when someone passed him and asked him. Really, the toughest job for a doctor is to lie and that is actually not justified for breaking the code of ethics.
“Sit, Erick!” cleverness.
Erick did not sit down. He was still looking at Alan even when the man had been sitting and leaning on the sofa of one of his private rooms.
“Who did you do the tracking earlier?” ask Erick for a second. “Where do you know that we can detect Adara's presence through the transmitter radar?”
“Sst. You're in such a hurry,” muttered Alan replied.
As always, a Frederick Add does not like pleasantries. He wanted to know the gamlang answer to his curiosity. “I just want to know, Alan,” replied slightly lowering the tone of speech. He sat on the sofa opposite the man. “You ... have special access to the tracking space?”
A thin crust is perfectly formed at one corner of Alan's lips. “I am only a doctor, Erick,” he replied. “How can I have access to it?”
“But, as far as I'm concerned only people who are given special permission can enter it,” Erick said. “Atau .. You have an acquaintance from one of the carriers?”
Alan muttered long. “Looks like the last one was right,” answered.
“Then, how? How do you know about—”
“That tracking?” cut Alan. His glasses that were highlighted by the lights of the room looked shiny.
Erick nodded. He looked at Alan with great seriousness.
“I just remember that at that time I was faced with a study that actually has been done by humans since long ago,” said Alan. “IDMC. You ever heard of?”
Erick cringing. “IDMC?”
“Identification Microchip,” replied Alan. “Microchip embedding technology used to identify something, whether for the behavior or whereabouts of its users. Professor Harris was the originator and he proposed the result to one of his friends who was in the eastern alliance.”
“S-who? Who is he?” look at the bright brown-eyed young man. “Do I know him?”
Alan laughed a little. He slightly stiffened himself and looked back at the young man opposite him. “Yusagi Richard's. Father of Yusagi Adara, the girl you and Adnan have been looking for all this time.”
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