Volume 13 Black Sun Chapter 9 Shoot the Angel, the Warlord Strikes
"There's a report from the front, it seems that the heavens have been dispatched." A stereoscopic image of Alice emerges from the projector, sitting illusory in Ghulen. Gast reported to him at the MS hatch in front of him.
"I want to form a pocket to annihilate the Imperial troops, but the first problem is that the bottom of their pocket is far from thick enough," Gu Lun shook his head, letting the blonde hair moistened by his own breath beat like a wave, "The brains of the celestials should also be able to see it, and the question now is nothing more than how to make the next move, but this is a trivial matter, what I am more concerned about is how the imperial soldiers are performing?" β
"They... ," Alice turned her face sideways, revealing hesitation that did not conform to an AI program, "behaved very well, no fear, no panic, even if the front-line flagship was sunk, there was no need to regain momentum, because they didn't lose their momentum, perfect warrior... At least emotionally. β
"Emotion, now, that's fine, okay, it's time to speed up the preparation work."
"You wait," Alice's projected glowing hand lightly rested on Gu Lun's hand, obviously there was no real physical contact, but it also made the Supreme Military Commander of the Empire stop, "What do you want to do, what does this empire want to do, the grand alliance of the cosmic colonies?!" β
"Isn't that the core task left to you by your founder, Daddy's last wish, isn't that such a thing?" Gulen replied without raising his head.
"Indeed, that's the back and his will in my core that makes me feel warm, makes me want to hug, makes me feel nostalgic, but ah, it's you who wake me up, isn't it, and you're the only one in the entire empire who can be 100% in sync with me, isn't it? So tell me, what exactly do you want? β
With a click, Gulen closed the hatch.
"Humans, as a group, understand themselves very well, this is the embodiment of the wisdom of the group, but at the same time, it is hopelessly not to change under the premise of understanding... It has long been known that the earth itself will one day reach its limits, whether in terms of energy, or food, or higher levels of economic activities to meet human needs, and before that, there are two things that must be done, one is to restrain one's own consumption, and the other is to expand new horizons... β
"Isn't it already possible for humanity to do it now? Haven't the Energy Consumption Bill, the Food Bill, and the Cosmic Colony all been done? β
"Yes, but what is that premised on? It's helpless, isn't it, the thoughts of those who shout to care for the environment and save resources are so small in the torrent of time that some of the most ardent idealists have abandoned their ideals; Those who worked on the development of the universe had such limited permissions that they initially had to rely on commercial activities such as selling television rights to raise funds ... What could have been done a long time ago would have had to wait until the pioneers dissipated in despair ... β
"Power?"
"If that's the case, it's probably not right, as far as the current situation is concerned, once the empire's battle is completed, the colonies are united, and the military power of the Earth Federation is destroyed, then the colonies that have absolute economic and livelihood advantages over the Earth Circle will also have military advantages, but what can it change? Swapping strong and weak positions? It just breeds new seeds, right? β
"Endless loops?"
"The ultimate question comes down to one point--- why, why are we who we are, and can we change? Not to live longer, not to become immortal, not to become smarter and more beautiful, but to change more radically ... Do we always want to be a race that can't necessarily convey our emotions even if we shout desperately, do we always want to be a race that doubts whether the other person is a fake even in the face of a person's most sincere expression, and we must always be a race that must be set off with hatred to understand love? β
"Youγγγγγγ That's why you're ... β
"Yes, the first step in showing the world the answer, to ourselves in the place where human emotions are most intensely displayed--- on the battlefield! Give orders to Yumengand and Nidhogg, it's time to crush those heroes! β
βYesοΌMy-Lordγγγβ
With the same two responses as Alice, two large mobile suits were shot out of the Empire's frontline delivery ships, one in the form of an eagle-like MA, and the other with a ghostly mechanical arm dancing behind it. A mobile suit dancing like a demon shadow in the back jumped on the body of a colleague who had transformed into a MA form, and led the guards to attack the federal front.
As he was assisting the Federation Army in consolidating the retreating line, he suddenly felt a chill come from his spine, and some kind of afterimage that was not brought by light energy burned into his mind through the brain quantum waves, making him feel as if he had captured something through his retina--- some kind of object with mass carrying a cold hostility that made him creep away.
The enemy's elite troops, then it's time to follow Noriega's plan for the next step, thinking so, 00 Raiser shoots a spectral flare that makes no sense in the eyes of the Union soldiers, and informs his companions to gather. But before the Celestial Gundam could intercept its target, it was the Federation warships that risked their lives to harass the enemy and rescue the wounded at the front of the battle line at high speed.
"Maximum anti-aircraft firepower retreats at the same time !!" Captain Stewart, a Federation ship who once survived under Guo Zhouyi. The king roared.
"The Lancaster was hit!" The communicator screamed.
Stewart looked stiffly, and as soon as his eyes showed the figure of the Clapp-class battleship Lancaster, he saw liquid flames surrounding its hull, and the Lancaster, which was counterattacking in danger, fired its main guns continuously, and the two rows of optical axes tore through the void, reflecting the enemy's machine shadow--- like a mechanized eagle, and the sad jet crew was like wings that were retracted during a dive, spraying a light different from that of a nuclear fusion jet rocket. The MS, which single-handedly penetrated the small anti-aircraft circle of three battleships, spewed two optical axes directly into the hull from the position of the eagle's nose, and the stern engine parts were concentrated again, and the Lancaster shattered in the flash.
The newly contained damaged Jay just stood on the deck and sniped at the opponent, but the opponent easily dodged the dense anti-air fire, cut through the debris and swooped down again.
"What the fuck is that propulsion system!!" Stewart couldn't help but curse, he had seen Zeon's young ace pierce the Clapp-class anti-aircraft fire net he was in charge of at the time, although it looked similar, but there was a fundamental difference--- Zeon's thunder was to reduce the output of the thruster and then step on the debris, using the reaction force to change direction rapidly, but the enemy in front of him seemed to be able to achieve that rapid change of direction simply without slowing down, relying on the propulsion device.
Just when the captain of the Federation was cursing because of the fear of death, the dense interception fire net and the wild bombardment of the escort MS seemed to finally push the other party closer to the axis of a Clapp-class main gun, but just as the light axis of the main gun was about to top the target, a pink light screen suddenly appeared, causing Clapp's main gun to scatter like a high-pressure stream of water sprayed on the wall, and returned in vain.
On the back of the eagle-like body, a pitch-black MS lifted its invisibility, revealing its steel body. The humanoid head, the limbs made of humanoid curves, and the companions he stepped on under his feet, seemed to look more like a human, and it was indeed MS. But the six robotic arms behind the MS that resemble the tentacles of an octopus make his human form collapse suddenly, and he looks more like a monster. The front end of several tentacle-like mechanical arms was a bud-like protrusion, but the front end of one arm was open, like the petals of steel blooming, opening a shield of light that easily resisted the battleship's main guns.
"Monsters...
As soon as Stewart's gunnery let out such a mournful roar, two of the mechanical arms that danced in the vacuum without wind cracked the armor on the surface, revealing the multiple gun ports inside, and dozens of particle beams shot out in an instant, piercing the armor of the battleship Virginia at the bottom left of Stewart's battleship, causing the battleship to explode into countless fragments and scatter in all directions.
[It's going to be over, the life that was forgiven at that time is now finally going to be returned to the battlefield], and for a moment the scene of the nightmarish giant MA of the Zeon Army firing at the anti-air particle cannon that he had seen during the one-year war that he had experienced, the captain of the Federation couldn't help but be in a trance.
But maybe it will make him and Patrick. Koala Sava became a good friend in the next moment, and the particle beams fired from the GN cannon and GN sniper rifle were released from the spectral suppression, and like two bolts of lightning, they blasted towards the two MSs that were about to face Stewart's Clapp-class killers, forcing them to change their attack trajectory.
"Quickly retreat, get out of here," Stewart hurriedly ordered, but got the eyes of his subordinates [Is it too spineless to escape like this], "Next is the battle of monsters, the most important thing is not to become a burden and a bargaining chip, get out of here!" β
Glancing at the Clapp-class, a moment of relief flowed in his heart, but he immediately focused his attention on the two enemy fuselages that had been separated---- high-speed maneuvering and attacking and defending in one, but he also had comrades by his side who had cooperated for a long time. Four people are enough to divide the duties of seeking the enemy, containing, attacking and supporting.
"Let's go!"
The other party has stronger mobility and output power than the GN engine, but since the body size is about the same, there is no reason to be too bad, thinking like this, the moment he drove the plane forward, and followed up with Arios, and in the distance, Cherudim kept bombarding the enemy with the GN rifle and GN missile adjusted to the burst fire mode and the GN-Bit, forcing him to open the beam shield and unable to support his comrades. Tieria held the beam cannon in a position where he could see the battle from afar, maneuvering and aiming, waiting for the moment when the opponent was forced into a low point of quality control. After a few minutes of entanglement like this, the pilots of the celestials finally waited for their chance, and took advantage of the moment when the eagle-like MS was sluggish because of the wreckage of the ship it had just sunk, Arios and Cherudim seized the opportunity to rain down the diversion fire on each other, and in an instant, they suddenly accelerated, and went around in front of each other, and the light of the GN particle bullet burst from the front end of the spear and sword, and it seemed that the moment the enemy plane that received the diversion stopped, Tielia pulled the trigger.
The GN particle beams that rivaled the main guns of the Federation cruiser sliced through the ocean of wreckage and struck at the enemy, but the enemy plane dodged the attack with an illusionary afterimage.
"Got you!" The moment he cooperated with Tieria's artillery bombardment, he blocked the opponent's orbit in advance, and the blade wrapped in GN particles slashed head-on, and the opponent quickly turned into a human form and waved an arm to resist.
Based on previous experience, the armor is not resistant to GN particles...
Tieria, who just thought like this, instantly felt a little creepy--- it is impossible for the other party not to know, so why do you want to block... Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw that the thin-looking steel arm was firmly resisting 00Raiser's slash.
"Disarm you first." The emotionless voice pierced into Moment's ears like a mouthful of cold air that instantly poured into his lungs, and Moment's two beam cannons on the waist of the Moment's eyes were lifted at once.
High-speed beams rushed out of the variable speed beam rifles.
"Instant !!"