On July 1st, CE 71, at 8:18 PM, this moment became a significant date in this world, in this era.
In the future, it would even become a number countless students must memorize for exams.
Just like how two bombs in the old calendar heralded the arrival of a new era.
At this moment, Wang Hu, behind PLANT's local Fortress Jachin Due, similarly pioneered a new era.
History was divided into two segments from this point onward.
The power of the East Asian version of the Goddess of Love, 'Miss Qiu,' was like a peerless beauty whose stunning face one could not bear to look at directly.
It burst onto the world stage with a roar.
There is no need to elaborate further on the actual principles of 'Miss Qiu' here.
As mentioned earlier, we will directly observe the results here.
A 'Miss Qiu' was launched by Wang Hu from the GP02's rocket launcher—a missile not particularly large compared to the GP02.
It ultimately landed behind Fortress Jachin Due, a location Wang Hu had calculated meticulously.
This position, combined with the inherent power of 'Miss Qiu,'
could both damage the Genesis that Wang Hu vaguely sensed and threaten Fortress Jachin Due itself.
Since he was already here, and the exact location of Genesis could not be pinpointed so accurately,
and Wang Hu was the type who wanted both the fish and the shrimp,
what else could he do in such a situation?
Naturally, he would spread the blessings evenly and catch everything in one net!
After all, as long as 'Miss Qiu' exploded on PLANT's homeland, as long as it proved that the East Asian Alliance could achieve whatever it intended,
even if Genesis was not severely damaged in this attack, and Patrick and those in the ZAFT Forces still had their rationality,
the Coordinators would have to carefully reconsider any move involving Genesis!
"So beautiful."
Raising a hand to slightly shield his eyes, Wang Hu gazed obsessively through his fingers at the pink light before him.
"What is that?"
A fortunate Coordinator soldier, who had survived outside the range of 'Miss Qiu's' power, stared wide-eyed at everything before him.
Under the gaze of those present, and those who could see it even if not on-site,
'Miss Qiu' instantly erupted with a stunning pink radiance.
The endless light was like a beauty capable of toppling cities and countries, gracefully stretching her figure.
Displaying her charm from every angle, with no dead spots.
Expanding, expanding, and expanding still further.
The East Asian Army has only ever had one anxiety: the fear of insufficient firepower.
Thus, the 'Miss Qiu' created by the East Asian Alliance fully embodied this philosophy.
Its power was greater and stronger than that produced by the Britannian Empire in the C World.
Suddenly, within the pink radiance, a large portion of Fortress Jachin Due was affected.
Behind Fortress Jachin Due, where there should have been nothing but empty space,
a massive man-made metal structure was exposed.
Similarly, a small part of this Genesis, secretly built by the Coordinators, was also enveloped in the pink light.
Then, the pink light expanded to its limit, after which it collapsed like an astronomical phenomenon.
The radiance of 'Miss Qiu' contracted toward its center point even faster than its initial expansion.
It arrived with thunderous fanfare but departed in utter silence.
In the blink of an eye, the world returned to tranquility.
Yet while the cosmos had calmed, human hearts would never know peace again.
"Everything... gone?"
After the light faded, the Coordinators found themselves torn between awe at the magnificent spectacle they had witnessed and utter bewilderment at the pristine emptiness before them.
This cleanliness was of the purely physical kind.
Before humanity's arrival, space had still contained countless microscopic particles.
Human presence had only made the cosmos dirtier.
But where 'Miss Qiu' had passed, everything seemed reset to its primordial state—
The universe as it was at the moment of creation!
"Gone? Everything's gone?"
A Coordinator soldier went mad, charging recklessly into the space 'Miss Qiu' had graced.
Piloting their Genes or GuAIZs, they darted about chaotically.
"Wasn't this part of Fortress Jachin Due? How is it gone? Not even a trace remains?"
"Qiaoben Jun, where are you? Answer me! Where's the wreckage? Your body?"
"Damn it! What was that thing? How could such a massive artificial construct just vanish?"
"Idiot! Is that really what matters now? Can't you see it took a bite?"
"Of course I see! But even the Light of Peace couldn't erase everything without a trace!"
They all descended into madness, swarming like headless flies as countless Mobile Suits drifted through the vacant cosmos.
They desperately searched for any remnant of human presence in that void.
Meanwhile, both Fortress Jachin Due and the ultimate weapon Genesis reacted like disturbed hornet nests, spewing forth more Mobile Suits and battleships.
Having witnessed the Naturals' new weapon, how could they remain complacent?
How could they feel secure within fortresses once considered impregnable?
Who knew when those damned, wicked Naturals might deliver another "gift"?
Better to venture out and fight—mobile battleships and MS stood better chances than stationary targets.
Perhaps fortune would smile, and the enemy would choose another target, letting them survive.
"Tch, my spatial sense was slightly off."
Wang Hu glanced at Genesis, disappointed.
Spatial awareness wasn't infallible—'Miss Qiu' had taken a bite of the apple, but not a big enough one.
"Should I verify?"
He shook his head, dismissing the thought. For ultimate weapons like Genesis, any damage meant the Coordinators wouldn't dare use it until repaired. The more precise the technology, the more delicate—forcing damaged systems risked catastrophic failure.
"Fortress Jachin Due got the worse end, though."
Turning with grim satisfaction, Wang Hu admired what the Coordinators called their final defensive line.
Rough estimates suggested at least half the fortress's volume had been erased.
"Hah! Effectively neutralized. Sometimes you lose the battle but win the war."
Without lingering, mainly because the ZAFT Forces' warships and Mobile Suits had already burned their bridges and were charging toward them.
"Next time, I must talk to the military equipment department. How come such a large unit like the GP02 only carries one Goddess of Love?"
"If others see it, they'll think we East Asians are too stingy, so poor we can't even afford one per person!"
Executing a backflip to adjust his position, Wang Hu swiftly flew toward the Zhu Long, which was faintly visible in his field of view.
After returning to the Zhu Long, which had successfully annihilated the ZAFT Forces' support fleet, Wang Hu, still inside the Mobile Suit's cockpit, quickly notified Natarle Badgiruel.
He instructed her to put the Zhu Long into stealth mode; otherwise, facing the ZAFT Forces, who had now gone completely berserk, even Wang Hu himself couldn't guarantee whether he could protect the Zhu Long and ensure everyone successfully broke through the ZAFT Forces' formation.
"Hey, Colonel Li Chengzhi, sir."
After arranging the retreat, Wang Hu, having disembarked from the GP02, immediately grabbed his friend, who had just gotten off the Zeta Gundam.
With a shameless grin under the gaze of the onlookers, Wang Hu asked eagerly, "Did your old man only give you one shot? According to our family tradition, there should always be a backup plan, right?"
"Just one more shot, give me one more shot, and I'll agree to anything!"
Acting somewhat like an addict, Wang Hu pestered Li Chengzhi relentlessly, urging him to bring out his hidden treasures.
"Are you crazy, or am I?"
Glaring at Wang Hu in annoyance, Li Chengzhi, who had been an outsider throughout the entire battle and was already in a foul mood, had no patience left for Wang Hu.
Regardless of whether you're a beloved friend or a sworn brother.
I'm annoyed, don't disturb me!
Brushing past him, Li Chengzhi didn't even bother to spare Wang Hu another glance.
"Fine, if you won't give it, then don't. What's with the attitude? Who pissed you off?"
Baffled by the cold reception, Wang Hu shrugged and walked toward Zhang Peng, his apprentice, and Kira.
"Good work, everyone. Get some rest."
Shedding his earlier rogue expression when asking for the treasure, Wang Hu returned to his usual serious demeanor.
"Brother Wang Hu! That weapon just now!"
Kira was deeply terrified, both for 'Miss Qiu' and for the East Asian Alliance.
If the East Asian side were to treat such a pollution-free weapon as standard practice...
Having analyzed the principles of the Goddess of Love earlier in the Freedom Gundam, he knew that if something like a black hole bomb or antimatter bomb were to run rampant on the battlefield, even with all his confidence in his piloting skills, he would end up dead on the spot.
Not to mention, if it became standard, no amount of human lives could satisfy the appetite of the Goddess of Love!
"It won't happen."
Tapping the bright red badge on his chest, Wang Hu assured him, "We are the East Asian Army, fighting for the happiness of all humanity."
On the other side, at the ZAFT Forces headquarters in the capital of the Plant Satellite Colonies.
"Clatter."
Today was truly the worst day, even worse than when his wife died under the Light of Peace.
Patrick, the master of clearing desks, didn't even have the energy to be angry.
Staring fixedly at the scene displayed on the monitor in his office, his eyes caught the detailed explanation of the Goddess of Love's destructive power.
Sinking back into his chair with his head in his hands, he had nothing left to say.
Damn that blasted East Asian Alliance, why does a struggling old man on Earth simply refuse to exit the stage of history!
The future of this world rightfully belongs to the more vibrant emerging power, PLANT!
It doesn't make sense, just doesn't make sense.
Patrick couldn't understand - the East Asian Alliance, which in his eyes was like a dilapidated house that could be kicked down with a few casual blows, suddenly swarmed out with countless burly men from that very ruin.
Then they proceeded to pummel PLANT with fists and kicks, teaching them what it means to be one of the former top three powers.
"Shameless."
As fate would have it, Patrick wasn't alone in his misery.
Someone who was once among the top three powers now felt he had become the disgrace of the five powers.
One misstep and he might not even retain his position.
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