Asuka's body suddenly stiffened.
Her sky-blue pupils contracted violently, as if she had seen something utterly terrifying.
Her genius intuition and Ace pilot's combat instinct sounded a fierce alarm at this moment!
Danger!
Danger!
Danger!
It was like a hawk showing off its prowess in the woods suddenly realizing it had unknowingly entered a giant dragon's hunting range!
That absolute fear, originating from the deepest level of her life force, instantly seized her heart!
"Good morning, everyone."
Under the gaze of everyone, who were either astonished or bewildered, Hansen slowly walked over.
He was wearing a fitted tracksuit, and his impeccably handsome face bore a gentle smile, making him look exactly like a physical education teacher who happened to be passing by.
Yet, the appearance of this one man changed the "weight" of the entire world.
He walked up to Asuka, who had subconsciously held her breath, and met her gaze calmly.
"You are the pilot of EVA Unit-02, Captain Shikinami Asuka Langley?"
Hansen's voice was gentle, yet it carried an oracle-like authority, striking Asuka's heart word by word.
"Y-Yes... Yes!"
Almost instinctively, Asuka snapped her legs together, straightened her body rigidly, and used all her strength to squeeze out the hoarse reply from her throat.
She even subconsciously wanted to salute, but her rigid body refused to obey.
That arrogant air had long vanished completely.
At this moment, she resembled a trembling recruit before a strict drill instructor.
"I am Hansen, NERV's Special supervisor. Starting today, all your training and operational plans will be subject to my final review."
Hansen's gaze moved away from her and swept over the other two: "That includes you two, Shinji-kun, Rei-chan."
"Yes, Teacher Hansen!" Shinji immediately replied, his eyes gleaming with admiration.
Rei Ayanami also nodded gently. In her crimson eyes, the perennial block of ice seemed to have melted slightly due to Hansen's appearance.
Hansen withdrew his gaze, taking one last look at Asuka, who was still frozen in place, and a meaningful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Welcome to Japan, Captain Asuka. I hope we can cooperate happily in the coming days."
"U-Understood!"
Having said that, he didn't linger and turned to walk toward the interior of the base.
It wasn't until Hansen's figure completely disappeared into the shadow of the corridor that the terrifying, suffocating pressure slowly dissipated.
"Hoo... Ha... Ha..."
Asuka's legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed to the ground, luckily caught by the quick-witted Misato Katsuragi.
The girl gasped for air in large gulps, her chest heaving violently, as if she had just been rescued from the brink of drowning.
She stared blankly in the direction Hansen had departed, her heart churning.
This man... is so strong!
The awe and reverence for a powerful individual, along with an inexplicable excitement and curiosity, intertwined wildly in Asuka's heart.
This Red Comet from Europe, this Tsundere Ace, on her first day arriving in Tokyo-3, solidly ran into a wall she would never forget for the rest of her life... That night, the night sky over Tokyo-3 was exceptionally tranquil.
The cold moonlight draped a layer of cool-toned gauze over the steel jungle.
The clamor caused by the arrival of Unit-02 during the day had long subsided, and the entire fortress city fell into slumber, with only the cold alloy armor reflecting a chilling light under the moonlight.
Countless hidden cameras, like the dormant eyes of night owls, silently monitored every inch of the land.
However, within this inescapable net woven by high technology, a small parachute flower was quietly descending from ten thousand meters high, hidden by the night.
"La la la ~ March of the 365 Steps ~ ♪"
An old song from the previous era sounded beneath the parachute. The lazy, cheerful singing was torn apart by the whistling wind, yet it couldn't conceal the ease and joy in her tone.
Makinami Mari Illustrious felt the cold wind whistling past her ears, looking down at the steel jungle composed of countless light spots below. Her blue-green eyes sparkled with hunter-like excitement in the night.
"Is this Tokyo-3? Miss Yui's little Dog-kun is right here!"
As an EVA Pilot officially recorded as killed in action, she naturally couldn't enter Tokyo-3 through normal channels.
However, this small difficulty couldn't stop Makinami, who was proficient in Agent Skills.
Conventional infiltration methods had long been blocked by NERV's tight surveillance network, so she chose the boldest and most unexpected method—
High-altitude parachuting.
This wasn't just about having great skill and daring; it was driven by her innate nature to enjoy combat and excitement.
The thrill of the invasion made every cell in her body leap with joy.
At this moment, Makinami was not wearing her cherry-pink and dark-brown spliced tight pilot suit, but the girl's youthful energy and mature sexiness were still fully evident.
She wore a pair of exquisite red-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, which, far from adding any intellectual air, instead added a contrasting allure of a bad girl to her wild and pretty face.
A well-tailored, pure white British-style shirt outlined her intellectual and sharp upper body silhouette.
The hem of her pleated skirt danced lightly with the high-altitude wind, maintaining an innocent girlish feel while appearing fiery and sexy due to her graceful figure.
Her pair of long, beautiful legs encased in wine-red stockings were the finishing touch when God created her.
The delicate texture of the stockings softly traced the balanced and firm lines of her legs.
They were not fragile and slender, but smooth curves that contained the resilient power of years of training.
The slight snags and damage caused by scratches did not detract from the beauty of these jade legs; every patch of exposed fair skin radiated intense passion and confidence.
The thin air at high altitude made Makinami gasp slightly. With every breath, her breathtaking bust seemed to challenge the limits of the fabric.
As she adjusted her posture in the air, a stunning curve was outlined, like a ripe peach, so full it threatened to burst free from the constraints of her clothes.
Sweat slid down the tips of her wind-blown brown twin pigtails, passed her fair neck and delicate collarbone, and finally disappeared into the deep, dazzling cleavage.
"NERV Headquarters' anti-air system isn't much, is it? Like a leaky piece of cheese."
Makinami licked her slightly dry lips, her expression filled with captivating allure and dangerous charisma.
She skillfully manipulated the parachute lines, her body tracing an elegant yet strange arc in the air.
She perfectly avoided all surveillance probes and patrol routes, drifting toward an abandoned construction site in a corner of the city.
"Yahoo~ Perfect landing!"
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