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Orga replied,
"Yes, the original route to the Lunar base was changed to land at the Alaska Base on Earth. ZAFT seems to have guessed this.
But even without our reminder, the Eighth Fleet will probably find them soon, in a few hours."
"Is that so?"
"It is."
At this moment, a deep voice appeared from outside.
"Oh, so this is the Archangel's rest area? Very nice."
Duane Halberton toured the Archangel under Murrue Ramius's guidance.
"Yes, when it was built, the simulated gravity area, designed with the zero-gravity of space in mind, was applied to the rest area, so the crew doesn't have to worry about food floating around when they eat."
Murrue smiled as she answered Halberton's words. For Murrue, Halberton was not just a superior, but also her mentor. It was Halberton who taught her ship command courses at the Military Academy.
After touring the Archangel, Halberton nodded repeatedly as he looked at the warship he had advocated for.
"Hmm, very good. It's much stronger than the general-purpose warships we're using now... Oh, that young man has a very good physique."
"Hm?"
Mikazuki Augus, holding onto a bar with one hand, turned his head to look behind him. A big-bearded old man with a mustache and Murrue and the others stood there.
Halberton walked in with a kindly smile.
"Sorry, young man, did I disturb your training? Are you a civilian from Aurios Base who came to this warship for refuge?"
"Ah, I guess so. Old man, who are you?"
Mikazuki still didn't know that the person in front of him was the Strategist Halberton, whom Orga and Murrue had mentioned to him.
Halberton was taken aback when Mikazuki called him "old man," then burst into hearty laughter.
"Old man... Hahahahahaha!"
Murrue and the others behind him glared at Mikazuki, then said,
"Mikazuki, you're too rude.
He is the Commander-in-Chief of the Eighth Fleet (chcb), Admiral Halberton, whom I mentioned to you."
Halberton smiled and waved his hand.
"No matter, no matter. An old man, indeed. I am fifty, so I am indeed an old man. But it's impressive that the young man could tell, others always say I still look very young."
"Is that so? I think you look average."
Mikazuki let go of the bar and faced Halberton.
Halberton walked up to Mikazuki, laughing heartily.
"Hahahaha, what's your name?"
Mikazuki wiped the sweat from his body with the towel on his shoulder and replied,
"Mikazuki Augus."
"Mikazuki? A good name. How did you train your physique?"
Halberton found the young man in front of him very interesting. Not only that, but having mingled in the military for many years, he also saw something extraordinary about Mikazuki, feeling that this young man had something special.
"I didn't specifically train. Because my job involved moving a lot of things, my strength unknowingly grew a bit."
Mikazuki hung the towel aside and put on his coat.
Halberton paused.
"Work... Is that so? No wonder you developed such a strong physique. If you don't mind my asking, what kind of work do you do at your age?"
To Halberton, who had lived for half a century, he had seen too many child soldiers. In his eyes, Mikazuki was most likely a child soldier recruited by a mercenary organization.
Besides, there were quite a few in their Earth Alliance who joined the military at fifteen or sixteen, and ZAFT was no different.
At this moment, Murrue interjected to answer Halberton's question.
"Admiral, Mikazuki worked for a small security company, following their team to search for old JHVE in Heliopolis.
But due to Creuset Team's attack, only Mikazuki was left. And at that time, I happened to be attacked by the ZAFT Military, and he helped me save Strike, the only Gundam.
A detailed explanation will be in the report I give you later. Currently, he's responsible for security work on the Archangel."
Murrue fabricated a reason that perfectly matched Mikazuki's situation, which made Halberton nod.
"I see. That's quite a twist and turn, Captain Ramius."
"Yes, thanks to Mikazuki, otherwise Strike would have been destroyed in Heliopolis."
Halberton nodded seriously, then took off his hat and solemnly bowed to Mikazuki.
"You've been a great help, young man."
Mikazuki was caught off guard by Halberton's gesture and raised his right hand, waving it dismissively.
"No, no, it was just convenient."
Halberton stood up and, chuckling, straightened his hat.
"Just convenient, huh? No matter, the Gundam and this warship are important weapons that will affect the future of the war.
You helped us protect them, and for that alone, gratitude is essential."
"I see."
Mikazuki shook his head.
Halberton's aide behind him spoke up.
"Admiral, time is almost up. Once the Archangel's resupply is complete, we can depart."
"Alright, Captain Ramius, let's go to the Menelaos to review the reports you sent."
"Yes, sir."
"Young man, see you later."
"Oh, bye-bye."
With that, Halberton turned and left the rest area. Murrue winked at Mikazuki before leaving.
The rest area reverted to being Mikazuki's alone. He shook his head and muttered,
"That's strange, how does Murrue seem to know what kind of work I used to do? Did I ever tell her what Tekkadan was like?"
Orga smirked in the cockpit.
"Hehe...."
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