On the other hand, if Ma Ningze doesn't take action, the Atlantic Federation's Archangel and the secrets of the attack will eventually be leaked, and they will still be left with nothing to gain.

Either way, it's death.

Ma Ningze knew that if it hadn't been for ZAFT's Nigel who later played a trick on the fortress while driving Thunder, it would have been inevitable that all the people on the Archangel would have been wiped out.

"Actually, I understand..." The mechanic asked his men to bring chairs and tables over, and then sighed, "Do you think I can't understand the twists and turns here? I understand it so damn well..."

"It's just a boatload of old and young people... In the end, this guy Mal is the one who will support me. I just..."

He moved two chairs in front of Ma Ningze, then stepped back and returned to the helmsman Neumann.

"I'm just a little...mentally unhappy."

Neumann looked at the somewhat depressed mechanic, and then he understood.

Why is it that the other party is clearly in his thirties, and his abilities, expertise, and management qualities in all aspects... let alone excellent! At least above the average level.

In terms of professionalism, not only does it not require anyone else to worry about it, it is actually extremely excellent.

Logistics has always been a part that is easily overlooked. When most people notice logistics, it is often when they are not doing a good enough job.

But like this, Madek has never had a problem for many years...

In the subsequent plot, everyone saw that Kira Yamato drove a raid and started killing in the desert environment.

What people who have played in logistics can see is that a giant and complex engineering machine that is at least 20 meters tall can still operate stably and overloaded despite wind and sand erosion.

Here, at least five percent of the credit goes to mechanic Madek.

No one understands better than logistics, how terrifying it is to maintain large machinery in a desert environment.

At this point, Madek is still just a sergeant...

Neumann didn't know what would happen in the future, but based on these, it was not difficult to draw conclusions.

All we can say is that it seems that the mechanic, Madek, is also a temperamental person.

"Come, come, come."

As soon as Ma Ningze saw the chair arriving, he happily pushed the fortress commander onto the chair, and then released a tense hand.

"Now, sir, I want to tell you my three wishes."

Ma Ningze said with a smile.

"Okay, you..." the fortress commander was stunned for a moment, then immediately called out.

"No! Didn't I fulfill your first wish?"

Ma Ningze looked at the fortress commander as if he was looking at SB, but the gun in his hand made him sit back slowly.

"When did I say my first wish?" Ma Ningze smiled and looked at the fortress commander who started to sweat in front of him.

"But you're not..." After all, the fortress commander was not a complete idiot. He was just kidnapped unexpectedly and had to hold back his urine, which made him confused.

Now, his urge to pee has been suppressed.

"...Okay..." The fortress commander gradually calmed down, "You must be asking for something from me, right? Otherwise you would have killed me long ago."

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Ma Ningze finally looked at the other party with satisfaction: "I don't want much, it's just..."

He turned his chair upside down and sat down in front of the other person across a table.

"Actually, for me, I can do this or not."

Ma Ningze played with the scalpel in his hand, just like a bad student playing with a pen in class.

"It's just that I have never been accustomed to the face of the Earth Alliance, so kidnapping you was just a whim."

Ma Ningze looked at the bewildered fortress commander in front of him with interest.

"But... you said you belong to that golden mobile suit..." The fortress commander raised his head and saw the golden heretic in the hangar.

"Yes, but it does not belong to the Earth Army. Neither do I." Ma Ningze smiled, "Strictly speaking, no one on this ship has the authority to order me to do things."

"As for this golden machine body and its pilot - me. Which force we belong to, I'm sorry, I have no comment."

The fortress commander broke out in cold sweat again.

"Actually, I quite like this Archangel." Ma Ningze picked up the scalpel in his left hand and pretended to start shaving the nails on the right hand that was holding the gun.

"So, my first wish is that you release the three senior officers of the Archangel."

While shaving his nails, he raised one eye and glanced at the fortress commander.

"Of course, you can also refuse, or we can change your request..."

"For example, supplies or something..."

"..." The fortress commander swallowed, "Well... there are three of them. No, you have to exchange for three wishes."

Ma Ningze withdrew his gaze and continued to trim his nails.

As the negotiations reached a deadlock, the atmosphere in the entire hangar began to solidify.

The fortress commander also struggled. He put his hands on the table and tried to stabilize his position.

Ma Ningze ignored the threat at all and continued to trim his nails as if he had onychomycosis.

At this time, he suddenly raised his right hand, holding the pistol with the palm facing up and the nails from the index finger to the little finger facing himself.

He seemed to be observing what was under his fingernails, but the gun in his right hand "accidentally" pointed at the fortress commander.

Having reached the level of command, the fortress commander has half a foot in the management. He is also a person who is afraid of death. Seeing the other party being so careless, his heart began to waver.

[Just a battleship... This is not worth risking my life...] The fortress commander began to regret his previous decision.

He knew that the Eurasian Federation also had its own mobile suit research and development plan, and that it was following a completely different technical route from the Atlantic Federation. At the moment, there was really no point in risking him for this battleship and those two machines.

"...Okay, you have to use two and a half wishes!" The fortress commander looked at Ma Ningze who didn't care about his life at all, and began to give in.

"Pfft!" Ma Ningze laughed at that time, "Where is there even half a wish?"

"..." The fortress commander fell silent.

Looking at the fortress commander who was starting to mess up, Ma Ningze put away his smile.

"It seems that our commander will not shed tears until he sees the coffin!"

He stood up from his chair and walked to the fortress commander.

"Commander, I'm actually telling you that the original captain of this ship has died. As you know, the current situation is that they are all little guys."

He walked to the fortress commander.

"Actually, I don't care that much about their safety. Because compared to this, there is one thing that bothers me more... that is supplies."

Ma Ningze said softly in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Do you know what is the most terrifying thing in the world?"

He knelt down and put his mouth close to the fortress commander's ear.

"You don't naively think that simple death is something worth fearing, do you?" Ma Ningze quickly stood up straight and pointed the gun in his hand at the lungs of the fortress commander...

And, slowly, move the gun line downward within the opponent's field of vision.

The fortress commander felt his lower body tighten again, and a source of heat surged toward his water valve again.

"Your status...should be much clearer..."

"It can make people..."

"Life is worse than death..."

Ma Ningze looked at the gloomy fortress commander, but slowly backed away.

"At that time, death was also a luxury..."

He held the pistol tightly in his right hand, and his index finger gradually tightened the trigger.

"Two!" Under this deathly solid atmosphere, the fortress commander finally relented, "I won't agree to more, even if you kill me, I won't let go!"
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Ma Ningze finally smiled: "That's right!"

He turned around and smiled at the mechanic and helmsman who were already stunned: "Why are you still standing there? Contact the fortress!"

"As for my second one...oh, it should be the third one..." Ma Ningze looked at the fortress commander, "It's a pity...I actually like your unruly look. Could you please recover a little bit?"

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"..." The fortress commander now wants to get off the ship as soon as possible. The first thing he wants to do is not settle accounts with the Archangel, but to resolve personal issues first.

"Okay! My last wish is for some supplies." Ma Ningze looked at the fortress commander and smiled again, "You know, we can't go far without supplies."

The fortress commander wants to scream when he sees this smile. Ma Ningze's face has been exposed to him, and it has created a psychological shadow.

"We'll wait until they get on the boat." The fortress commander could only reply exhausted.

Ma Ningze shook his head and said nothing more.
To be continued...