Immortal from the villains of Gundam Seed

Chapter 508 This Kind of Crab Can't Be Eaten

The AEU formula in the air was driven by Wendam like a duck flying around, quacking everywhere.

On the sea, they just got in touch with the United Fleet, which was originally thought to be a life-saving straw.

In an instant, it became the last feather that crushed the camel.

Hearing the reply from the United Fleet conveyed by the communicator, his body couldn't stop shaking.

If it wasn't for the support of his good friend and old partner, the chief of staff, the darkness in front of his eyes.

I'm afraid that the high-ranking and well-known fleet commander in the AEU army will not be able to withstand the blow on the spot, and throw himself on the deck of the bridge.

"Damn union."

Using the chief of staff's arm with all his strength, the fleet commander covered his head with one hand and whispered to the union.

The curse of those conspirators who have been egging on the AEU behind their backs to continue this war.

By now, he has also seen through what those united guys are going to do.

What Moralia's military power has reached its limit!

What kind of alliance will defend the security of this world, and fight side by side with AEU until the last moment!
That's all fake, deceitful!
"They want to use the flesh and blood of AEU to kill and test Moralia."

"Take us as pawns and fight Moralia until we are both wounded, and then stand on our bodies after being baptized by gunfire."

"Eat the whole world!"

The Commander said harshly.

And he was shocked by the speech of the fleet commander who was supporting him, combined with the situation before him.

The chief of staff had no objection to his old partner's speech, but what's the point of saying this now?

Repeatedly urged.

"Your Excellency, what shall we do now?"

He desperately hoped that his partner could come up with a plan to save the urgent situation.

Regaining his footing, the fleet commander took two quick steps and came to the tactical screen in the command center.

Take a deep breath and look at the formulaic formation fleet above which has become a rout.

Although there are still fifty or sixty formula-style reserves in the fleet, as well as a dozen doom-style joint assistance from Taiwan.

But the commander understands, just like a gambler who has lost his eyes and hopes for the last stud.

It is unrealistic to expect to recover all the losses.

Instead of putting the last bit of strength on the table, engage in meaningless death struggles.

If you dare to admit defeat, you can survive by docking your tail.

His eyes were fixed on the sky outside the window, and his loyal soldiers fell into the sea one after another.

He listened to the muffled sound of firecrackers constantly ringing, and the regular sound of missiles being launched from battleships to support the sky.

The roar of soldiers, the puff of missiles launching into the air, and the bloody fight of brave and fearless soldiers.

All kinds of voices and the songs and tears that are staged every moment, together compose a heart-rending Ukiyo-e!
Trembling hands, trembling mouth, as if for a moment because of a decision made in the heart.

He is in his 40s and less than 50 years old. His Excellency the Commander, who is also considered a young faction in the army, seems to have been robbed of his ambition.

The whole person has aged visibly to the naked eye.

"Turn in, the rear army becomes the front army, and the fleet directly transfers to Great Britain!"

It didn't even give an order to transfer to the military port of Gaul, but prepared to transfer to the land of three islands in a big stride.

The Commander has made a difficult decision.

"What about the soldiers in front?"

Spit out because of the command of the commander, the chief of staff and everyone on the bridge who heard the order.

Almost at the same time, they turned their heads and stared at the beloved Commander in the past.

"We still have a chance to keep the Atlantic Fleet!"

Saying the order, it seemed that he had regained the belief to support himself to continue fighting.

The commander stood up straight.

"Whether using the fleet as a bargaining chip with Moralia or joint negotiations."

"The Atlantic Fleet is a must!"

"If even this bit of power is gone, then our AEU will really become meat on the chopping board, cut up by the enemy at will!"

"But……"

Pulling down the military cap on his head to cover his eyes, the Chief of Staff stopped talking.

Indeed, as His Excellency the Commander said, the New Maginot Line seems to be as it was in history.

Meet its fate again.

If at this time the Atlantic Fleet is also destroyed!
All the vital forces of the sea and land are lost, and AEU is really useless.

"Issuing orders to the entire army according to the commander's wishes, but do not report to the formulating formula that is fighting ahead."

The clever chief of staff relayed the commander's order, and thoughtfully added what the commander could not say.

The order for the entire fleet to move in should be reported to the formal formation that is still being beaten.

I'm afraid there will be a chain reaction immediately, causing the entire fleet to fail.

After all, soldiers who use death to buy time for large troops rarely appear in the AEU army.

Although it cannot be said that there are absolutely no, but there are definitely not many!

"Oh, oh, oh, yes."

Few of the people who could sit in the flagship headquarters of the fleet were idiots. They looked around tacitly, and saw the light of hope in the eyes of many colleagues.

The communications soldier's rigorous attitude far exceeds the professional tone of the announcer.

Accurately conveyed the latest order of His Excellency the Commander to the main fleet.

In short, after receiving the news on the bridge of the other battleships, it is not known what the reaction will be.

It's just that many people on the flagship bridge breathed a sigh of relief seeing the warships start to turn swiftly.

Fortunately, there are no uninformed officers. If only one or two warships obey the order, it will be very embarrassing.

And if there are still one or two battleships openly disobedient and ready to fight to the end, it will be very embarrassing.

Just when the AEU Atlantic Fleet was about to abandon, and was still stubbornly procrastinating in the air without knowing it for the time being, the Wendam formation was formulating the pace of progress.

At the forefront of the fleet, several escort cruisers were suddenly pierced by dozens of crimson beams!

The light beam that penetrated several battleships did not stop after passing through the first battleship.

The torrent smashed through several warships that were standing at the rear, cutting off those warships that were turning around.

The battleship, whose spine was pierced through the middle, immediately lifted its two ends high, bringing up a vortex that swallowed all life, and slowly sank toward the bottom of the sea.

Standing on the towering bridge of the safe battleship, everyone can still see the two ends raised from the height, above the doomed battleship, the place that has not sunk into the water.

From time to time, there will be many surviving sailors, howling meaningless words, and jumping into the whirlpool in despair.

"May God be with them."

As professional sailors, they certainly know the final fate of those soldiers who jumped into the sea and tried to escape.

The vortex caused by the sinking of the battleship will give them a fair and just death.

"What are you still doing!"

Just when the sailors in the safe zone were still feeling sad for their dead comrades-in-arms, the same roar exploded on all the warships.

The people below can have time to mourn others, but these captains still have to be rational.

No matter how you look at it, this time is not the time to care about others. You must know that you can destroy so many friendly warships, and of course you can also destroy your own warships.

Saliva spouted from the open and closed mouths, the captains on the battleship were impatient.

They urgently want to find out where the attack came from.

"MA? Large MA! It's not Moralia's black titan, it's another crab-like body!"

Soon as the battleship ahead sank, most of the warships with a good view saw passing through the waves.

The ground effect aircraft usually sticks to the waves and brings up waves of waves, rushing towards the large MA of the SEED federal army numbered Zamzaza, which is rushing towards the main line of the fleet.

Painted in emerald green, with four legs tucked under the belly, the invading enemy really looks like a crab that is eaten every day.

But now, all the AEU troops who have seen these MAs don't think that those things can be put on the dining table for the gluttons to feast on.

On the contrary, they are more like the gods of death who came to urge their lives.

"Quick, let the fleet escort's shelling doom attack."

The commander of the fleet stared at the new enemy's new weapons with tearful eyes.

God, how many things in Moralia on the opposite side are unknown to the world?

Dean, Gates, Zaku, Titan-like MAs as big as mountains.

The newly encountered Gundam covering the sky today, and the crab-like MA right now.

Isn't Moralia only established a country for more than 20 years?
Where did they get so many researchers to develop so many new weapons?

And such an exaggerated output?
Why has AEU, which has lasted for dozens of centuries and even once led the world trend, fallen to such a point today?

(End of this chapter)