MTL - The 21st Century of the Gangsters Everywhere-~ Fifty-five plans that can be implemented

Today, Cruzer and Patrick chatted a lot, from the delay of Spitbreak to the two abnormal pilots on the Archangel.

From the council's questioning of Patrick's ability to the performance of Aslan and his friends.

From the hatred of regulators and natural persons to the further reduction of the birth rate of regulators.

We talked until the end of Aslan's GAT series performance introduction meeting and the "Long Legs" combat power assessment meeting at the military department. When he returned home, the doorbell of Sarah's house rang, and the voice of the housemaid, "Master Aslan is back." When it came to Patrick Sarah's ear, it was obvious to the naked eye that Patrick Sarah's whole person became kind.

For the first time, when he heard Patrick Sala's father-like thick and intellectual voice, Cruzer's scalp exploded.

Especially since I was born, no one has spoken to me in such a tone!

Hearing the filial and happy conversation of the father and son over there, and the busy tone of Patrick Sarah after saying goodbye to him in a hurry, Cruze gritted his teeth and almost crushed the phone.

On the other side of the phone, in Sarah's house, it was the first time that Aslan saw his father's loving side.

Simply flattered and horrified.

"What's the matter, Aslan? Why is it so restrictive to accompany me for a meal?" Patrick ordered Aslan. "I remember that you liked to eat this the most, but unfortunately your mother is gone, and I can't do it well either..."

"!!" Father is cooking! !

Aslant looked at his father in horror, and mentioned his mother lightly!

My own family has always been the standard model of strict parenting and loving motherhood, especially my own father, who has always had the expression of not being angry and arrogant. I have always been afraid of seeing my father since I was a child. Only my mother dared to say a few words out loud.

Later, when the war broke out, the pressure on his father further increased his strictness. After his mother died, he could still see the gentle smiles of his parents' old-fashioned husband and wife. His father was like an ice cube, exuding a biting chill from his body.

And today, who is this middle-aged man like a spring breeze?

"Aren't you hungry?" Patrick looked at Aslan, who didn't dare to move his chopsticks, in confusion. It stands to reason that he arrived in the morning and stayed at the military headquarters. Aslan, who came back in the evening, should be very hungry now.

"No... I just think my father... has changed a lot." Aslan confirmed again and again that this was indeed his own father, so he dared to use chopsticks.

"What? You still like the hatred I looked like before?" Patrick's face turned cold, causing Aslan to shiver. Then the cold expression melted again in an instant, returning to the expression like a spring breeze. Aslan looked at him blankly.

"When I was young, the hunting of regulators by natural persons reached its first peak. My two parents, your grandparents, died in an attack. Even though they were both natural persons, they were merciless. I did not understand why at the time.

Me, Siegel, Renoah, Azaria, and a lot of first-generation adjusters grew up in this environment. "

"By the way, Aslan actually has a natural life, you know?" Patrick changed his words.

"Eh?" Aslan also cooperated for a moment.

"Actually, there are about 500,000 natural residents, all of whom are the parents and relatives of the first-generation adjusters. The only remaining ones are the relatives of the first-generation adjusters."

"This..." Aslan was obviously frightened.

"Oh? You can actually react? According to the general society, my father's generation, that is, people in their 70s, should account for about 4% of the modern society, but, in this number, it is 1%. So you understand Well, the state I was in before." After seeing a lot of things, Patrick was able to open his mouth to mention the pain in the past. "That is a kind of pressure that if we don't work hard, we will follow the footsteps of the Indians and Tasmanians. If we don't work hard, in the future, humans can only point to your and my specimens in the museum and say, It is the pressure of the "monster in the sky".

Neither Siegel nor I could handle this pressure. So, after Junius 7, we all went crazy. Hence, the April Fool's Day crisis. In order to survive, there are not enough of us for nuclear revenge, choose to kill

"Nuclear weapons". "

Patrick ate slowly and methodically, but also watched the reaction of his silly son, who was now tender and capable.

"It seems that you know the consequences of the April Fool's Day crisis?"

"Someone told me about it..."

"The little girl from the Klein family?"

"No... an officer of the Earth Army, I heard from Lux that he once proposed to his superiors to use the tragic situation caused by the global energy shortage and material shortage caused by the April Fool's Day crisis to make up for the lack of publicity on Scarlet Valentine's Day. …”

"..." Patrick cut the steak for a while, co-authoring that all the recent deflation was caused by that ship? Should I consider letting the Capantalia base mobilize the ship to die in the Indian Ocean? After saving, the ship is causing trouble for itself.

"Tell you everything you know about the Earth Army officer, the more detailed the better. The little girl in the Klein family also knows about him? You go to the Klein family tomorrow to inquire in the name of your fiancé, and see. What else does that little girl know." Without paying attention, Patrick exuded the momentum of being the chairman of the National Defense Committee.

"Yes!" Aslan subconsciously sat upright and was about to salute.

"..." He was pressed by his father to perform in the living room for a whole night, and some details had to be repeatedly described. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com asked the superior to show Li Ping's demeanor by himself.

Patrick also gives every now and then.

"The idea is okay, just a little naive."

"The relationship with United is a little more complicated than this, but he can think about it."

"The internal assessment is a bit biased, but it's not bad."

"It's a bit harsh to say that ZAFT is just a militia..."

"ZATF's ambiguity of hierarchy and the prevalence of liberalism are indeed a bit serious." and a series of comments.

And, there was even a happy expression on Patrick's face that he had never seen before.

Speaking of which, what's going on... Aslan got into the car driven by the housekeeper, exhausted physically and mentally.

"...pull out a superior who is dazzled by hatred, and gather the chains of hatred on one person."

"...There are as many madmen in the Earth Union as there are, but there are not many suitable people."

"...Let Andrew Butterfield give Klein a message, father is going to attack Speaker Klein."

"...Who is the father?"

Watching his silly son, or his son who refused to accept the information in these words, leave, Patrick returned to the sofa and sat down.

"... I said that you guys have looked at me wrongly recently." Patrick pinched the bridge of his nose, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

An officer of the Earth Army was fooling you in front of the second generation of officers in the ZAFT base to kill the ZAFT National Defense Commissioner.

Are you really thinking about feasibility? !

but…

It seems to be really feasible...

Patrick's eyes gradually deepened.