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After finalizing the plan, He Kui chose not to inform the adjutant immediately but instead went straight to find Courtney outside.

"This is the plan: we'll use the base's beam cannon to fire at your mobile suit. With the Phantom Particle Field active, the risk is minimal, but you should still ensure the cockpit remains intact for safety."

"I understand," Courtney replied without much hesitation.

"Good. I'll contact the adjutant and have them keep you in position. Just stay clear of the enemy radar."

After discussing the details with Courtney, He Kui opened the communication line to the adjutant.

"Director He, I apologize. I'm currently occupied, so your suit test might need to be delayed."

Despite his busy tone, the adjutant remained respectful when speaking to He Kui.

"No problem. I'm all set on my end; I just have a proposal."

As he spoke, He Kui transmitted a basic outline of the tactical plan and the simulated data to the adjutant's computer.

"…Is this feasible?"

After a few moments of reviewing the data, the adjutant's tone grew excited.

"Is the success rate truly 100%?"

"It is. As long as everything follows the simulation and the enemy only has one shield activation mode."

Although it's technically possible for the energy circuit to alter the shield to activate from the rear first, He Kui doubted they'd bother with such a setup. Besides, the Atlantic Federation isn't likely to warn the Eurasian Federation that he's developed a beam that can curve around obstacles.

"Excellent! If your pilot is ready, we can begin immediately."

Once they confirmed the plan, Su Lei and He Kui conducted final checks on the simulation parameters.

"It's rare to see you this enthusiastic," Su Lei remarked as she finalized the last checks on the Phantom Particle Field data.

"Just taking advantage of this opportunity to showcase our new suit, maybe even boost its reputation."

"Reputation? Are you trying to make yourself an idol?"

Su Lei quipped, her tone half-joking as she completed her diagnostics. "Radar system is all set."

"Good. Let's start."

He Kui smiled, ignoring her comment as they wrapped up the final preparations. With everything in place, the base's beam cannon turret aligned with the target—a new model mobile suit drifting just outside Boaz.

The United Fleet showed no signs of suspicion. Given the positioning of the new suit between Boaz and the United Fleet, it created a strategic triangle.

The Nelson-class ships had left enough distance for safe maneuvering, and with the jammer in place, United Fleet radar couldn't detect the new Gat-X's position.

Soon, Courtney's Gat-X reached the designated point. The adjutant transferred the turret control to He Kui.

"Data input confirmed."

"Final countdown to fire in three... two... one…"

At the exact moment He Kui said "one," the massive beam cannon fired, a glowing green streak hurtling towards Courtney's suit in a seemingly straight path.

"Captain… they're not aiming at us?"

The United Fleet had initially readied the shield, only to notice that the beam's trajectory didn't seem to target them.

"Ha! Those Coordinators are completely—"

The captain's gloating was abruptly cut off as the beam inexplicably bent mid-trajectory, arcing towards them.

"Evasive maneuvers! Activate the shield!"

As a seasoned commander of a prototype ship, the captain reacted swiftly, issuing orders as soon as the situation registered.

However, the Nelson-class, having shut down its engines, couldn't pivot or evade with the necessary speed.

Just moments later, with a heavy shudder, the shield of the Nelson-class ship crumbled before it could fully deploy.

"Hard port! Fall back! Order the Atlantic Federation's Drake-class ships to cover us!"

"Sir, the Drake-class has signaled a retreat."

"…"

What could he expect from the Atlantic Federation? After all, their alliance was fraught with distrust.

"Block their path."

"But…?"

Even as a member of the Atlantic Federation, the helmsman hesitated at the thought of using their allies as shields.

"We're a state-of-the-art vessel! Or would you prefer a court-martial?"

"Yes, sir."

Left with no choice, the helmsman complied with a bitter reluctance.

Meanwhile, at Boaz, He Kui and the others refrained from pursuing. Instead, they fired another bending beam, though this time it was harder to control. Plus, the Gat-X wasn't equipped with this feature directly.

The bending shot couldn't use radar lock-on, leaving it reliant on immense calculations for accuracy.

Against stationary targets, the beam was effective. But against moving warships, it was considerably less so.

The ships stationed within the Boaz hangar were unable to chase the enemy fleet, so they took satisfaction in using the distant beam cannons to destroy several Drake-class ships, avenging the fallen Laurasia-class vessels. Eventually, they had no choice but to watch the Nelson-class ship retreat.

Once the area was secured and Courtney brought back in, He Kui and the team headed to the adjutant's office.

Awaiting them, the adjutant greeted He Kui and the others with a faint smile.

"This time, it's all thanks to you, Director He."

While they could have called for reinforcements, doing so would have shown weakness—being forced to request aid against a single Nelson-class ship.

"It's I who should thank you, Adjutant, for giving us such an opportunity to showcase the new model."

He Kui's spirits were high.

The value of the new model reflected his own worth, and that value determined his future. His satisfaction was unmistakable.

Even with a potential unification of the design bureaus on the horizon, the merits of his work here would undoubtedly be taken into account.

However, remembering the recent losses, his smile faded slightly.

"Director He, you're too modest. I'll make sure today's events are reported truthfully to the Defense Committee."

The adjutant understood his implication and reassured him.

"Thank you."

"It's only right."

The adjutant's smile faded, his expression growing somber.

"I still need to organize a memorial for our fallen comrades. Please excuse me."

Despite the successful outcome, the loss of two Laurasia-class vessels was an irreparable blow.

For a brief moment, the adjutant's shrewd demeanor gave way to a genuine sadness in his eyes.

"Let's attend as well."

In the emptiness of space, with no bodies or remains, they could only release flowers and the uniforms of the fallen in a small space capsule, sending it adrift.

Though the PLANTs were a young nation with few established traditions, this ritual embodied their respect for the fallen—their courage and their sacrifice.

Through such gestures, the memory of their sacrifices would endure.

However, as he stood solemnly before the scene, with Boaz's flag lowered in mourning, He Kui's heart grew heavy with caution.

He had come far.

But Blue Cosmos wouldn't spare him simply because his journey had been difficult.

An individual's power was fragile, especially in the face of such formidable weapons.

No matter who you are, a single lapse in vigilance could lead to death.

He couldn't bear the thought of Shi He and the others standing here one day, mourning him with no remains to bury.

As he mused, the space capsule drifted like a lone star toward the PLANTs, tracing a delicate line in the vast darkness of space—a silent, poign

ant testament to their sorrow.

In that solemn silence, He Kui's resolve hardened.

He would protect himself, his loved ones, and the PLANTs at all costs.

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