Tomorrow's update will have to be canceled, and I will start a hot spring retreat on Monday for a week, and the rest of the updates will be the same next week

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After the blue cosmos lost its momentum, in the face of various hostile forces that the gap between the enemy and our forces was so large that it was impossible to contend with them, even if it was for the sake of taking the symbolist line, there was no need for Gao Daquan's glamorism. Maintaining a mobile fleet with enough capacity to use the MS forces and capable of carrying out surprise battles was the first priority—an idea put forward by the new leader of the Blue Cosmos who had been reluctant to show up after the loss of momentum in the Earth's sphere. The current Blue Cosmos fleet has no new ships other than the flagship "Blue Earth". Although for the reception of the mysterious model of the new warship showed the characteristics of the suitability of the raid let the fleet commander Scott. Moya was ecstatic, but he had not questioned the origin of the ship, and he had not complained about the perfunctory phrase "from allies and supporters" above, but this complaint disappeared after the mission of ensuring that the nuclear bomb would hit the colony smoothly.

With Scott's own core fleet as the center, a total of three warship formations are now being dispersed to build a double and triple defensive wall against the enemy who tries to break through and pursue the nuclear bombs. Nearly twenty minutes had passed since the start of the artillery fire, and although he had been forced to change his formation by many surprises caused by the unexpectedly stubborn enemy, Scott was still confident that he could ensure that the strategic nuclear bomb could smoothly enter the process of secondary acceleration. Once the nuclear bomb enters the second stage of the speed of 22,000 kilometers per hour, the opponent will have nothing to do.

Even if the front line is breached, their own troops are proficient in the tactic of changing formations immediately and then joining forces with follow-up troops to form an encirclement formation. At least, it will not take the help of the "allies" mentioned above. He believed that if the battle went well, it would not be impossible to annihilate all the enemy before the allies were resupplyed, and it would be better for the entire fleet to move to the meteorite base prepared by the new commander.

But...

"Team Monz was broken ......!?"

Less than five minutes had passed since the order was given to unfold the scheduled change formation. The avant-garde troops he had entrusted with the task sent a call for help, and Scott couldn't help but stand up from the commander's seat. In the corner of the bridge of the fleet's flagship "Blue Earth", the communicator who was watching the detector screen turned his head with an extremely bad face and said, "Yes, commander, due to Yu's serious interference, the detailed battle situation is unknown. However, the remnants of the Munz eventually reported that the mothership had been sunk by a Federation kamikaze attack, and that the MS team was in a state of annihilation

"Where the fuck did you get so much interference, and there are pioneers in the number of suppression...

Speaking of this, Scott's mouth that was yelling at the moment suddenly couldn't move. From the point of view of intelligence, the enemy is attacking with a single ship, the number of MS is only 4, and it is also divided into two units, it is indeed impossible to have many fragments and wreckage to cause interference other than particle disturbance, and the current interference to this extent can only mean one thing--- that is the wreckage of your own body and battleship. And the so-called first striker suppression, in front of those new humans, does the concept of stealth first really exist?

"These inhuman monsters!!...

The co-captain of the Blue Earth, who was sitting next to the captain's seat, asked "Do you want to open the battle bridge and prepare for battle?" In order to show the confidence that he can survive any kind of battle, and to motivate the demoralized Blue Cosmos after the previous generation of leaders were killed, Scott decided early on that he would not hide in the battle bridge even in battle. After glancing fiercely at the deputy captain, who knew this but deliberately asked, Scott, who reserved the answer, leaned closer to the observation window on the front of the bridge:

"Together with the two detachments in the reserve, they will be deployed in the final blocking area, and the MS team will go out in one team to carry out rescue and search, which are all precious heroes of the blue cosmos, and they cannot be ignored."

Ignoring the sound of recitation coming from behind him, Scott's gaze focused on the battlefield in the distance. The flames of war under the vacuum were very cold--- countless explosions that bloomed and disappeared flickered silently, and the intricate beams of light drew a cauterizing plural line on the retina. Since there is no distortion of the air, it seems that the group of rays is very clear, and the distance is approximate... No, there's no point in thinking about that. Regardless, the explosion wheel, which grew larger over time, proved that the goal of breaking through the front line was advancing at high speed towards us.

"It's like building a high wall and pushing it over... Those two new humans? ”

It's just a little bit of an enemy.,But it's oppressed by a high wall called spirit.,The feeling of overwhelming the attack... Scott's thought of this feeling, having experienced it in past wars, during the original Azraru attack on Orb, and for the first time he felt uneasy about standing defenselessly by the window. But the adjuster and the new humans are not the same after all ... No, no, no... It's just an MS, it is impossible to put pressure on our Scott fleet. Thinking of this, Scott grasped the palm of his hand resting on the window.

"Closely conduct air surveillance!" He loudly dispelled the timidity in his heart.

"The opponent is just two battle-damaged wild dogs that have lost their mothership, as long as...

But in the next instant, there was a flash of light from the window, and a violent light that could not completely dissipate even the strong light shield filled the entire bridge!

The shock wave that expanded at close range shook the hull, and the scattered fragments crackled against the outer armor of the bridge's structure. Scott, who immediately protected his eyes, saw the scorching flames spreading out like water in the vacuum through the gaps between his fingers in front of him, and the sight of the shredded "Strike Shortsword" hand flying away. Before he could understand what was happening, "High heat object, rapidly approaching!" The report of the correspondent screaming resounded across the bridge.

"It's too slow! What is the MS team doing!! ”

Growling selflessly, soothing his fear, Scott looked out the window again--- there should be more than 12 of our mechs, sniping the enemy from outside the detection circle... Where the hell is it?! Searching, his gaze on the closer blast light, Scott's expression on the window turned pale with fear, and in the corner of his field of vision, he suddenly noticed a cloud of light with a different wavelength than the burst light.

Unlike an explosion or a jet of light, it was like putting a blazing lamp into deep blue water, and the hallucinatory blue-white light roared through the universe and approached where he was.

"The opponent is too fast, ahhhh The correspondent's moans were shouted "Coming!" The other people's voices were muffled, and the violent impact that was completely incomparable to the one just now covered the bridge of the "Blue Earth".

As if being bitten by the jaw of a giant beast and swinging with brute force--- Scott was catapulted so that he was thrown to the ceiling before he could react in a protective manner. The lights above the Cambridge that switched to red flickered, and the torpedo that had been thrown from the seat bounced off the bridge like a ball. He wanted to question the damage report, but he couldn't breathe in pain, and the moment Steck forgot to grasp something, the blue and white phantom light passing by the port side of the ship entered Scott's field of vision.

"That's..."

Covered in blue-white phantom light, the navy blue armor color and the distinctive silhouette made him feel that he would not be mistaken for a moment. And it disappeared in an instant, and the newly generated vibrations of the explosion were transmitted to the bridge.

"Engine! The Marine Engineering Department hits the !! The voice from the correspondent pierced Scott's eardrum.

"The thruster nozzle is finished! It's like it's bitten off, and something has rubbed it over?! ’

"The Guard [Charam] was also shot! Deorbital!! ’

"I'm going to crash!"

"Get out of the way! The secondary thruster immediately turned, and the MS team pursued!! Stop him! ”

Listening to the reports from various units coming one after another, the captain grabbed the captain's seat and shouted. However, his instructions were rejected by the correspondent's report that the engine was completely shut down. Scott, speechless, with a frightened face floating in the flickering red light:

"Jean Charam...

"Charam sent a light signal: [This ship can't steer, this ship can't steer!] 】”

The correspondent's voice was like a pursuit, sending Scott into the abyss. For the sake of the evil spirit of the previous Battle of Orb, Scott, who had participated in the Federation's third encirclement of Orb, remembered ---that there was a Zeon military plane that had passed through the crossfire network formed by the elite of the Union Army and opened a large hole in the advance line of the Union Army, and the body in front of him was the body that inherited its design.

“The-Demonic-lightning-of-ZEON!” Scott groaned, leaning his weightless body against the window. "The enemy plane turns around, and it strikes again!" The correspondent's shout followed, and Scott directly ordered: "All staff, put on space suits!" Then, the impact of the collision slammed from the stern to the bow of the ship, and the unexpected and expected word "defeat" was imprinted in Scott's body and mind.

The Blue Earth exposed its charred, shattered stern and was chased by the follow-up ship "Charam". Seeing that the two were about to close together in the same posture, Arlando began to turn around and rush again, the navy blue body got the thrust of the propelled rocket and the dance of the induction force field, and began to move in a Z shape again, not giving the other party time to open the anti-air fire net and the opportunity to escape, Arlando went around the bottom of the two ships to excite the beam cannon with maximum output.

He didn't bother to watch the last scene of the enemy's destruction, regardless of the slight trembling of the flesh on his cheeks caused by the accelerated G-force pressing down on his body, Arlando caught the murderous aura coming from ahead, and he looked at the CG correction image of the enemy plane captured in the field of view of the panoramic screen---

After the two "Strike Shortsword S" formations fired a large beam cannon with a connected style, they scattered and approached again. Before the MS squad dispersed, Arlando fired two Vulcan cannons at the same time. Predict that the physical bullets fired from behind the orbits of each aircraft spilled away, and hundreds of projectiles scattered scattered in the location of the Strike Shortsword. The two aircraft were delayed by the attack of a warhead that killed dozens of times the speed of sound. Immediately, just as Arlando was about to replenish his gun, he saw another formation of strong daggers flying towards the rescue of the two planes.

"Give me !! death"

The floating cannon under the cover of the shield stretched out like an expanded wing, and then rushed into the universe, firing a total of four lines of fire with a series of low-output light bullets. Seeing the timidity of the Strike Daggers, Arlando approached their mothership in one breath. Seeing the strangeness ahead, the pitch-black hull began to evade. The moment it staggered with the hull, Arlando dodged into the blind spot of the four swords. Two of the strike daggers seemed to have been lured down by the mothership, the only reliance in the universe, and the moment the alarm sounded, Arlando aimed at the heat-emitting fusion furnace in his perceptual field of vision and fired a beam of light that pierced through the entire ship. Hit by a beam of high-energy particles, the reactor that was large enough to provide a small town with electricity erupted into a small sun-like light wheel, engulfing its own two carriers.

The other two assault dagger scattering beam submachine guns that chased after each other were killed from the upper and lower sides, and the group of rockets that flew in the evening activated the proximity signal tube, and the flash of continuous explosion surrounded the silence. Battered as if he had been beaten with a club, Arlando's perceptual vision looked in all directions, catching the new enemy planes approaching from top to bottom---

There is also a group of Strike Shortsword approaching rapidly. Together with the three Wingdams for space warfare in the rear, seven MSs were attacked from three directions. The nerves in tune with the psychic device sensed their "breath", causing Arlando to make an emergency stop to the organism. The propulsion is used to control the posture of the whole body, and the silence cancels out the thrust of the propelling rocket, slowing it down in a position that is relatively rushing backwards. In the moment before rushing into the center of the encirclement network created by the seven enemy planes, the firearms of the Silence Equipment erupted together, and the beams and the rain of physical bullets spread from themselves in all directions as if they were bursting.

Vulcan cannons, beam rifles, floating cannons, and floating missiles poured out, blooming in all directions in the circle of explosion, and the body that spread out the line of fire in all directions was rendered by a white-hot light, and the psychic frame sensed the "breath" emitted by the enemy's death and emitted a bewitching light.

"That's 14 units... You're going to send that guy over!! ”

The breath he was holding was exhaled along with the words, and Arlando stepped on the pedal again. The next moment when the "breath" that had dissipated in the explosion was swept away, the oppression from behind hit Arlando. Sensing the sense of crisis, the automatic ingestion system reacted at the same time, and the particle projectile of a completely different level than the firearm carried by the MS passed by, and the shock wave hit the fuselage that was turning sideways and dodging. It was an enemy ship that he had not had time to destroy, and it was an enemy ship that had fallen into a state of inability to steer, and the shelling began because the firearms were still alive. Enduring the G-force that shook his flesh and bones and the anger in his heart, he dodged the continuous artillery bombardment from left to right, and Arlando flew through the universe.

"Die!!"

Looking at the light of the sensing field that erupted in the distance, Amuro made the final sprint to the nuclear bomb along the path opened by Arlando, while mentally recalling the previous battle situation and the information that he had been pulled to see before the battle.

"Sure enough, behind that way of fighting... Can the abilities of new humans be used like that? Looking at the thunderous battle on his side at this time, Amuro couldn't feel a trace of excitement in his heart.