Immortal from the villains of Gundam Seed

Chapter 242 The Great Counterattack of Glory's First Battle

"Sir, what should we do now?" Regardless of persuading his own leader, throwing the hat on the ground is a very serious matter, and there is also a ZAFT badge on it.

The adjutant leaned on the handle and looked anxiously at the scene outside and asked repeatedly.

Just when he was enjoying his majestic and mighty fleet comfortably just now, the sudden intensive beam attack sank several peripheral warships in an instant.

Then attacks like a torrential rain followed one after another without stopping.

Because there is no gravity of the earth circle, and no so-called air friction, in the vacuum environment of the universe, except for a very small amount of man-made garbage, there are also planetary debris.

The beam attack is almost a straight line, so even without the test firing before the bombardment, the Eighth Army's bombardment hit rate is quite high.

In addition, for the United Army, they are really professional in shooting guns.

It has been less than a year since the hastily formed an army. It can be said that the United Army, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is more or less a real guy.

"What should I do?" the commander roared with his eyes wide open. "Notify the whole army to avoid! Avoid!"

In fact, he needless to say, the coordinator's IQ is so high, there will not be a few fools who will be beaten in place after being attacked.

Long before he gave the order, many warship commanders had already started emergency avoidance.

However, the effect can only be described as hahaha.

No matter how they evade, first of all, the moving speed of the battleship is definitely not as fast as the light beam.

Then you have to take into account the surrounding warships to avoid sinking your own friendly troops if you are not sunk by the coalition forces who are as timid as a mouse and only dare to shoot coldly from a distance.

The evasive action of the ZAFT warship is bound to be impossible to be too large. In addition, when encountering the Eighth Army commanded by Tessa, it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt the enemy.

With the coordinates sent by the scouts hiding around the enemy, one by one was covered with bombardment.

"It can't go on like this." My heart is bleeding, and I can't be compared with the rich and powerful coalition army.

The adjutant looked at the warship that was continuously turning into balls of fire outside. "Commander, it is not easy for us new humans to gather such a fleet. If we continue like this, we will lose too much!"

"I know!" His cheeks were trembling, he was angry.

The commander stepped on the hat that was thrown on the ground before, he looked around and his chest heaved continuously.

"Order the frontmost Nazca-class high-speed battleship to charge in the direction of the enemy's attack! All escort MSs will act together with the battleship!"

"Ah!" The adjutant said, staring at the commander in disbelief. "That's not it."

"Is there any other way now? Should the whole army press down?" He stared fiercely at the adjutant who raised objections. This commander who could be entrusted with important tasks by Chairman Sara did not know the consequences of doing so.

He explained feebly. "The entire army is pressed against such a long distance. As long as the natural person's fleet retreats and maintains this distance, we have no power to fight back."

"It's the same with the retreat of the whole army. Those cunning bastards will definitely chase us like maggots attached to the bones, and will continue to eat away our huge beast until we don't have enough strength to fight back."

"The result is to be swallowed by them, since this is the case"

A tear of annoyance flowed from the corner of the adjutant's eye, kite tactics, a tactical term often used in many competitive games.

Born out of the Dayuan cavalry tactics that swept the world in the history of the old century.

No need to explain, in fact, the adjutant is also clear.

It's useless to talk about the matter so far. After receiving the commander's order and knowing his mission, the warships that were named slowly sailed out of the queue.

Accompanied by the escorting MS, in the windy and cold atmosphere, just like the knight sprinting towards the windmill.

In order to cover the evacuation of the large fleet behind him, in order to keep the PLANT homeland from being breached, no matter what, this magnificent fleet must successfully return to the homeland.

"Remember today's disgrace." In the end it was the commander, picking up the hat that had been trampled on the ground, and patted it lightly.

Putting the general cap on his head again and straightening it up, a standard ZAFT military salute, the commander saluted the fleet advancing under artillery fire, he said to the dejected adjutant beside him.

"We must figure out why the coalition army can know our coordinates so clearly."

"Obviously we searched the surroundings repeatedly, but we didn't find the enemy army who activated the mirage system."

"Yes!" The sobbing adjutant said loudly, also performing the military salute.

"Captain Tessa, news from the frontline." After a few quick steps, Strungen came back from the communications officer, and stood beside the silver-haired girl again.

"The opponent sent a high-speed fleet to die, accompanied by many mobile suits."

"Thank you, Major Strungen." Cherry lips parted slightly, and Lady Tessa sat on the command seat. "Isn't this something we already knew?"

"Notify the whole army to retreat slowly, keep the distance and sink all the enemy ships first, consume the maximum number of enemy mobile suits, and finally let the army's mobile suit troops come forward."

"It also allows the boys who drive MS to gain a little experience at close range. Our place is not the place that determines the outcome."

"The Alaska battlefield in the earth circle, where is the real decisive battle."

Yes, as Tessa said, the Eighth Army is only fighting together, and what really matters is the Alaska battlefield.

Under the baptism of countless missiles within 5 minutes, ZAFT's sea surface power on the open sea was almost lost.

The very few battleships favored by the goddess of luck look extremely bleak on the open sea.

They are lonely, and compared with the bustling appearance before, they are really desolate now.

Also within the three lines of defense outside Alaska, which had already been captured by them, most of the mobile suits that the coordinator was proud of had become scrap iron.

"Medical soldiers! Help! Come!"

"Damn natural people, how dare they, how dare they!"

"What should I do, should I retreat? Or continue to attack?"

"Retreat? Where are you going to retreat when the fleet is gone?"

The public communication channel of the ZAFT offensive force almost exploded, wailing, cursing, and being at a loss.

All kinds of meaningless shouts filled all the channels.

It's chaotic, everything is chaotic, and losing the fleet in the open sea means that they have lost supplies and lost their retreat.

What is modern warfare about?Supply, supply, supply!

Need ammo?Is it necessary to start MS's energy?Many soldiers are already hungry after fighting.

Even if there is emergency food in the cockpit, how long can it last?
Even if they are the so-called coordinators of new humans, they still have to eat, right?

At this time, even if you have great prestige on weekdays, it will not work in front of soldiers who are in the state of battalion roar.

Before the official attack of the coalition forces came, the morale of the ZAFT soldiers here had dropped to the bottom, and they became stragglers without any organization at all.

"Announce to the whole army, I am Rod Gabriel! The blue cosmos soldiers are in the front, the ordinary soldiers are behind, the bayonets are unsheathed, and the whole army is attacking!"

Such a great opportunity, whether it is Rhodes or the commander of East Asia or Maoxiong's family, they are not blind, and Rhodes took the lead in issuing the general attack order.

"For the blue and clear sky!"

Inspired by the figure of Torukis driven by Rhodes who charged out of the hiding spot first.

Qiqi shouted, and the blue cosmos troops with unparalleled determination to fight followed closely.

"General Cao, is it really up to me?" Qilin'er Li Xingke asked.

"Let's get started." He replied with certainty, and the East Asian commander known as General Cao nodded and said.

"Okay." Deeply stimulated by this sense of honor, he secretly made up his mind to hand in a satisfactory answer on the battlefield.

Li Xingke let out a foul breath, and then connected to the communication channel of the whole army, he shouted. "I'm East Asian!"

"Mighty!" Responding to him were the shouts of the earth-shattering East Asian soldiers.

"I'm Dongya!" shouted again, and Li Xingke, who was always calm, almost broke his voice.

"Wansheng!" Once again, Qiqi's voice resounded through the earth.

"I'm East Asia!" finally shouted, and the purple Torukis, whom Li Xingke called a tiger, rushed into the blue sky.

"Kill!" The tide-like khaki-yellow Leo and the gray-white Aiyariz flocked to Alaska.

"The Lucians are invincible on the battlefield!" Without a word of nonsense, Da Mao's commander said to all his subordinates very characteristically. "Vodka and Natasha are waiting for you at home, Ulla!"

"Ula!!!"

(End of this chapter)