Immortal from the villains of Gundam Seed

Chapter 123 Victory for the Blue and Clear Sky

"P1, shooting at point 4, P12, shooting at point 9, P4, shooting at point 16"

Allowing his four subordinates to besiege Torukis just now has proved that the four of them have no way to stop the enemy.

Looking at the white body that broke through the encirclement as expected and rushed towards him.

Kruse was ready when he used his subordinates to fight for him just now.

With himself as the central point, countless points were marked on Xigu's main control computer.

Then send it to Jean who gathered around him following his command.

Passed the previous experimental test, although not very satisfied, but at this time, everything can't be perfect.

Gracefully put on Cruze's unique and charming smile.

"Second round, Sarah! Let's fight each other hard! Human!"

"Diego, I'm fine! Aslan! Aslan, it hurts so much! Damn natural man."

Covering his left eye, he was once again rescued by Aslan from the gate of hell.

Staring hard at his right eye, watching his friend Diego's out-of-standard shelling, Yitzhak hurriedly stopped his meaningless attack through the communicator.

"Yizhak?" Diego, who was surprised and delighted, immediately put down the beam cannon he was holding, and hurriedly turned around to confirm the situation of his friend.

I thought that I would definitely die under the enemy's shelling, but I couldn't bear to look at the final curtain of my friend when I saw the fireball that exploded earlier.

Diego, who wanted to avenge him, took a closer look, and he quickly yelled.

"Aslan!"

It goes without saying that Yitzhak is miserable, but the red holy shield is even worse.

Aslan, who turned into MA form at the last moment and rushed towards him at high speed, managed to save the Duel Gundam, which had been kicked into the cockpit door, before Yitzhak was hit.

And the price to pay is that his body is broken and unable to fight anymore.

The debris floating everywhere in the gravity-free space of the universe is the proof. As for whether Aslan is still alive, we have to wait until he is sent back to the mothership.

"Diego, I'll take Aslan back."

Before Diego could say anything, he ran to the damaged holy shield first.

Manipulating Thunder Gundam to carefully hold the main body of Dapo's friend MS, Nigel said directly in the team's voice.

"Ah, um!" Diego, who was deeply numb at the scene, replied subconsciously.

Then he looked back at Captain Kruse who was already fighting in a group, and after hesitating, he asked his friend in Duel Gundam.

"Yizhak, are we going to retreat?"

"What nonsense! Diego, how could you just go back like this!"

In the cockpit of Duel Gundam, he violated the prohibition rules for driving mobile suits, and directly took off the broken helmet and threw it aside to fix it.

He took out a roll of gauze from the medical bag beside him, and watched as Nigel led Aslan around a long way, returning safely to the mothership that was heading to the battlefield.

First he gritted his teeth and gave himself a painkiller.

Then he hugged the wound indiscriminately, Yitzhak looked at his damaged body, it was impossible to help the captain, then
"We're going to attack the Eighth Fleet. We must sink Longlegs this time, or Aslan Diego, let's go!"

"Ah, are you okay!" Shaking his head and sending his two comrades away, Gundam retracted the rebuttal he was about to blurt out.

Diego, who is thick on the outside and thin on the inside, was surprised by Yitzhak's decision, but he couldn't refute it.

Don't look at the chairman Sarah who seems to be indifferent to his son on the surface.

But if he just went back in such a miserable situation when his young master's life and death were uncertain.

When the time comes, Yitzhak's own mother alone may not be able to withstand the thunder and wrath of the chairman.

Surprised at the calm thinking of my real thick-lined friend at this time.

Complaining softly, Diego manipulated Storm Gundam to follow behind the wobbly Duel Gundam.

"Damn it, don't come here! You monsters in the sky!"

Wagging left and right, trying to escape from Gene who bit his tail behind him.

Manipulating Mobius tried to throw off the enemy several times, but limited by the flight trajectory of the MA, he always failed.

Listening to the frantic alarm from the alarm in the cockpit, watching one after another friendly fighter planes being shot down and turned into fireworks.

The novice driver who had just come out of the training camp was under tremendous psychological pressure, and finally vented his inner fear uncontrollably by shouting.

"Boom."

A mimetic voice jumped out of his mind, and the light that suddenly flashed from behind was reflected on the cover above the cockpit, instinctively thinking that he had been hit.

Forgot to operate the control stick for a while, and let the plane fly forward with its inertia.

After waiting for a while, he put down his hands and patted on his body indiscriminately.

"I'm not dead?"

Talking to himself in disbelief, recovering from the huge psychological shock, the rookie pilot looked at the starfish-like black mobile suit flying over his head.

"Our own MS?"

He who has been beaten out of the psychological shadow murmured.

Then watched those black taurus continue to attack the coordinator's Jean.

A burst of excitement and even elated emotions squeezed in the throat, and there was a feeling of not being able to vomit.

Of course, he was not the only MA driver rescued by the Taurus team led by Lieutenant Colonel Kane on the battlefield.

It's not even just MA, there are even several ships that are being besieged and have already fallen into a disadvantage.

Seeing that the warship that was about to be stabbed by the coordinator soon, Lieutenant Colonel Kane and his subordinates fished it out of the ghost gate in a dangerous situation.

Looking at the screen on the bridge, Jin bravely drove away those coordinators.

As well as Taurus, the new commander of a Drake-class frigate, who had defeated Jean one after another, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

He directly did something that caused Admiral Halbaton to make up his mind.

"This is the USS Ulysses, on behalf of the ship and all the crew members, I would like to pay tribute to you!"

"Received, this is the White Trojan of Task Force 111, Taurus Squad, for the blue and clear sky, victory!"

The calm voice of Lieutenant Colonel Kane, who quickly responded to the captain, ran through the common communication channel of the Eighth Fleet during the war.

At the same time, all the Taurus drivers under his command immediately shouted the exclusive slogan of the blue cosmos.

"For the blue and clear sky, victory!"

Like the magic sound of brainwashing, every second counts on the battlefield, life and death are like twin brothers, constantly teasing everyone's brain nerves.

Since Taurus returned to aid, the battle loss rate has dropped significantly, while ZAFT's Gene, who was domineering before, has dropped significantly.

Just like the hyenas on the prairie can only take advantage of the momentary nap of the lion to show off their might.

But when the majestic lion woke up from its slumber, those guys could only whine and grin their teeth in a low voice, being bullied and driven away by the lion at will.

The gene of worshiping the strong in human nature began to cause trouble, and in the short time that those black-painted Taurus appeared, a considerable number of fighters had been saved.

The soldiers in the MA fleet facing the enemy's front line were once again inspired by their indomitable posture.

Gritting his teeth because of the sacrifice of his comrades-in-arms, he was still powerless to avenge him.

I don't know which driver was the first to shout the slogan of blue cosmos.

"For the blue and clear sky, victory!"

Then one after another, the slogans spread from MA all the way to the battleship.

In the end, the soldiers of the Eighth Fleet seemed to have fallen into a whirlpool of fanatical emotions, and temporarily lost the ability to think independently under the herd mentality.

In addition to staying in the middle of the formation, there are also the Agamemnon-class aircraft carrier and the Archangel at the back.

The blue cosmos was deeply engraved in the minds of the rest of the soldiers, amidst the shouts of victory.

Spontaneous MA began to gather around each Taurus, chasing the enemy—the monster in the sky!

"Admiral? This." Seeing that the situation was reversed, from being in danger to being like a rainbow.

Colonel Hoffman felt his hands and feet go cold.

All he looked around were soldiers who were avoiding his gaze.

He who crawled out of the bottom sergeants didn't understand that it was his subordinates expressing their dissatisfaction to them in their own way.

Indeed, if at the beginning, they were not so stubborn to ignore the white Trojan horse.

But if they take the initiative to incorporate them into the tactical system, maybe the battle situation will not be like this at the beginning.

The thing about the warship being sunk before might not happen.

Listening to the ears is extremely harsh.

For the blue and clear sky, victory!

Admiral Halbaton stood up abruptly with both hands supporting the handrail.

(End of this chapter)