"Oh yo, that's it, now send the second batch!"

With a rather heroic shout, the registrar of the Clapp-class battleship "Jiaozhou" of the Federal Army pushed up hard, pushing the lifting platform that was originally a gift to send two boxes of 60 mm Vulcan shells to his colleague who was standing in front of the chest of the spy type Jie Gang, and then the repositor of the maintenance platform standing on Jie Gang's chest kicked the two boxes of shells directly with his feet, and this emergency loading method was completed.

Everyone's desperate, Rajev. Hatton looked at the scene of the deck and let out a sigh that I didn't know if it was heavy or light; Originally, the loading of the Vulcan cannon was carried out by a loader on a fixed stand, but now, the maintenance personnel have used the spare loading mode, and they can no longer adjust their mood and shake around here.

After all, in this assembled temporary fleet, he was pushed into the commander's seat, and his hand shook the armrest hard, Rajev. Hatton fired a cable gun at the wall next to the airlock on the second floor, and in less than ten minutes, he was on the bridge of the Jiaozhou.

"How long is it until the communication is lost?"

This is the first question Rajev throws out, although there is no trouble in space that obstructs the straight line of radio waves because of the arc of the earth, but it also needs a relay communication site to continuously transmit signals, and now he is in the fleet that lacks everything probably what he needs most is intelligence, and he is waiting for a piece of information.

"The signal of the General Staff Headquarters of the Federal Army is still silent, although the concentration of GN particles in the geosphere has decreased, but we cannot contact it, the Zaft Army Headquarters and the New Zeon Army are jumping their signals through relay satellites, but at most in 17 minutes we will start the Minowsky particle combat concentration dispersion, above!" The chief of communication, who seemed to be a little nervous, reported the situation in a high, somewhat trembling voice, and gave a military salute.

"Relax, 17 minutes is enough, in fact, I guess the result is almost there now." Rajev suppressed his nervousness, winked at his temporary subordinate, and gave him a smile. In response to what he said, the operating table behind the chief of communications beeped, which made the chief of communications, who was still stiffly raising his hands and saluting, hurriedly turn around and maneuver.

"Received the signal of the Zaft Army relay satellite jump, it's too weak, give me a power supply to strengthen the receiver, I want the maximum power! Yes? Not text but audio? Store it for me," the communications chief turned slightly to face Rajev after deploying to his subordinates, "Captain, we received a jump signal, but the content of the message was an audio, like some kind of encoding... ”

"Give me a radio to the whole ship."

"Huh?"

"Just do it." Rajev waved his hand, and the chief of communications carried out the order in confusion, and a chaotic-sounding sound of several sounds rang out inside the ship.

"Now you just wait for magic time to come, relax." Rajev waved his hand to his communicator again, motioning for him to relax.

Time for magic? The chief of communications was puzzled, and the MS deck took over a communication loop.

"Sarah. Cecil... Uh, Captain," Rajev considered his title out of unfamiliarity with Zaft's rank, "what's the matter with you?" ”

"Captain Hatton, that just now... Zaft's supreme expression looked a little confused.

"It's our last batch of intelligence, jumped from Zaft's relay satellite, what?" The corners of Rajev's mouth were already rising, and he raised an eyebrow at the communicator, who had already begun to appear on his face.

"That... It sounds like the password of the unit I was in.,After changing the sound code used by the Zaft army when they first descended into battle... ”

"This sends you the data and lets your onboard decoder analyze it as quickly as possible." The communicator turned around and was about to go back and pass the data.

"The on-board decoder does not have these codes, this is a code unique to the independent brigade, it only exists in our heads, I need to manually decode it and send it to me."

"That's a pretty good secrecy," Rajev shrugged and turned back to the tormineer, "How's it going?" ”

"The bow launch tube is being loaded in order according to your arrangement*, and we are guaranteed to launch * as soon as the order is given, but because the first wave is wired*, it took some extra time, and now it is 87 seconds behind schedule."

"Where's the volley mount?"

"Uh... There are also 3 gun mounts that no one is responsible for, because it has always been automatic, and it is really necessary to find so many wealthy people to manually operate each gun mount at once... ”

"If you still want to go back to Earth to see your wife and children, hurry up."

"Yes ... Be!!! ”

"Medical room, how is Bakinadazo?"

"Everything is settled, after the visit of Lieutenant Karn from New Zeon, Bakinadazo's induction wave has stabilized, and now it's just a physical pain all over his body due to blood, and we're preparing to move him to the MS deck!"

"MS Deck, how is Elmo's cockpit wiring modification?"

"How can the line of Zeon's MS be so easy to change, damn, hey, the one over there, the blue one is connected to the red one, no, it's not right, stop it!"

The loudspeaker heard the cursing voice of the maintenance chief, and with the side face of a maintenance officer who was about to be bullied, it successfully changed the air on the bridge from condensation to relaxation slightly.

"Captain, Zaft's one has decoded the information."

"Take it."

"I just read it," Sarah. When Cecil saw Rajev Hatton nodding, he turned his gaze back to the stained piece of paper, on which there was improvised information, "According to the calculations of the Colonial Commune, New Zeon and Zaft Naval Institute for Strategic Studies, the plan is feasible, the data is correct, and I wish this battle a success." ”

After the debriefing, Sarah. Cecil cut off the communication, turned around and pulled out the cable gun from his waist and aimed it at his anchor, pulled the trigger, and floated towards the red wolf by the retraction of the wire, at this time, Rajev. Hatton's voice began to echo across the MS deck:

"This is your captain, and we have received the final confirmation that this temporary decision combat operation is feasible, so soon we will launch the first phase. The ship, HMS Hamilton, USS Alberta, USS Wollongong, and USS Izumo will be cold-launched* at maximum speed to attack key points of the target. The hijacked colony is an old thing that's about to be scrapped, and if it hits its target, it can make it spin around like an overdrunk bastard! The MS troops are preparing for the attack, and the task of the first stage of the operation is to guard against a sudden attack by the enemy, and we are looking forward to the fight of all members! ”

And his mission is to protect this most critical warship, or should I say the core of the guard, after the voice full of heroic aura disappeared, Sarah. Cecil turned his gaze to the black MS standing next to the red wolf--- another non-Federation mech besides himself, and the man who was being escorted over.

After taking a breath, Sarah. Cecil fastened the wire cable to his waist and kicked lightly, floating to Arlando, who was escorted by the medics and guards. Bakina side. Arlando was sitting in a makeshift chair in the medical room, with a half-human-tall medical device behind it, powered by batteries to help Arlando flow blood and suppress his pain.

"Don't you need an oxygen mask anymore?" Sara. Cecil floated to Arlando's side and asked with a smile.

"I'm fine now, but this body and the life-sustaining machine probably can't bear the burden of MS fighting, so I'll leave it all to you later."

"Definitely." Sara raised her helmet and touched Arlando's fist before turning and drifting towards the red wolf.

"Mud Horse!! You brought these parts here to have a ghost ball, and they don't work at all! Why don't you move me some more general-purpose ammo, and go quickly!! As Sarah's hand rested on the cockpit hatch, he heard the chief of maintenance yelling at the maintenance officer. Yes, my MS should have caused a lot of trouble for these federal soldiers, but they are still working hard, like everyone else here, they are working hard, and they are in a state where they can't do it without working hard.

"Zaft Army ZGMF-R1, temporary call sign Red-1 and tango squad as the first starter, after advancing to the standby area, wait for the operation to start, please join the Clowns of the Resistance and Sandstorm for direct cover for the first wave of attack formations!"

The nervous voice of the head of the MS deck sounded in the deck, and at the same time, the sound of hydraulic drive and metal mechanism came from the red wolf who had completed the identity verification, and the cockpit of the red wolf was open to the operator, and Sara hooked his hand to get in, and at this moment some rough voice stopped him:

"If you look at the external configuration of the body, you can know that it is a wild horse, you have to be careful."

The Commonwealth's chief grinned toothily as he turned to Sarah. Cecil waved the tube in his hand, and Sarah, who was a little confused, nodded stiffly.

"Accident?"

"Huh?"

"People from the Federation will laugh with you, will they talk to you?"

"Ahh No... ”

"We are also people, although we are soldiers, but we also want to live, and we also think about our wives and children, for this reason, we will be grateful to the people who let us live, only this point will be remembered for a while, boy, everyone wants to ask you drivers, let all of us live, let our families live."

"Do you want to live...

"Yes, I've been fighting for many years, and I'm tired, although I don't understand any big truths, but things like satellites, whether they fall or launch murderous radio waves, won't let people on Earth have any good ideas about Spacenoid, right, things that can be figured out with their butts, so... Hawkers... ”

"yes, something that can be figured out with an ass...

"So," said the chief of the registrar, who suddenly stepped back as the repositories departed from the mech, "praying to Sarah. Captain Cecil had a smooth battle, all of them, saluting!! ”

Floating in gravity, the Mechanics stared at Sara with a lava-like gaze. Cecil, raise your hands and salute from all angles. Suppress the heat in the mid-chest, Sarah. Cecil took one last look in the eyes of the head and nodded before slithering into the cockpit of the red wolf.

【Door closed】

With the electronic sound, the hatch closed tightly, and the panoramic screen was activated, Sarah. Cecil breathed a sigh of relief and picked up Elmo's communication circuit, which was standing next to his plane:

"How's your state?"

"Well, [my love, Arrando. Bakina, you're going to return victorious! I don't mean anything else when I say that," and after finally checking the temporary circuits and fixations between the machinery that sustained him and Elmore, Arlando smiled at Sarah, who sent him an inquiry, and then connected to the bridge, "Captain Hatton, I'm ready." ”

"After the fleet accelerates for 60 seconds, it will be close to the edge of the last time the Federation fleet lost news, and that may be the radiant edge of that huge spiritual device, so I will leave it to you and the Celestials when the time comes," Rajev said. After seeing Arlando nodding, Hatton grabbed the microphone at hand, "Ready to start the first phase, the MS troops will attack, the first wave of attack troops will have the maximum combat speed 30 seconds after the MS attack, and the whole army will accelerate the defense!" ”

"Sarah. Cecil, Red-1, Forward! ”

"Arrando. Bakina, system docking, raised to deck. ”

"The first phase of the operation, the launch of the !!"