Author's words: Bitter smile, it seems that it is not an ordinary cold, and it is very bad repeatedly.

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[Intuition at the moment of pulling the trigger]

I feel that this is something that only a veteran can say.,Then why can Mottge say it.,Obviously he is a trainee at the same time as himself.,And why do you know that this is a veteran's words?,It's just a feeling.,It doesn't seem to be.,I must have heard it somewhere.。。。

Moteg... Moteg... Moteg?!

Unlike Mottger, who must have been carefully planned and thought, he made a decision in less than 5 minutes of aerial dogfighting, he had already pulled the trigger on his comrades, and the GN beam cannon protruding from his nose had already sprayed a beam, which had already cut an irreparable rift in the Mottger plane at right angles to him, cutting off his wing and part of the fuselage.

Realizing that a tremor in his finger muscles had left a mark between himself and his comrades who had been walking with him since his trainee years. Garros shuddered as he roared. But just before more thoughts could rush to him, the chirping of the alarm in the cabin made him instinctively look at the display board:

"High energy reaction, 12 o'clock?!"

At 8,000 meters above his head, a jet of Miga particles, freed from the constraints of the I force field, burst down, Lovell. Garros slammed on the pedal and twisted the left lever so hard that Cavas dodged the beam with a series of rolls, but the Miga particle beam, which was the size of Touras's fuselage, engulfed the Mott Ger beneath it without resistance. Although the power is greatly reduced by the relationship between electrical energy and the attenuation effect of the atmosphere, the stream of high-energy particles from high in the sky still melts the Mottg like a fire that melts the wax block. The Tauras of Asparta burned to the ground.

The creepy feeling of oppression is rapidly descending from above, the feeling of battlefield oppression that you don't need to be a new human to feel, Ravel. Garros stared at the MS that was getting bigger and bigger in the lock frame, the trajectory of the shot just now made him a little confused, and the trajectory of the direct hit reminded him of whether this would be the Federation's counterinsurgency force, after all, Moteg made such a rebellion, and the Federation's intelligence network could not have no reaction, so maybe this guy has been on standby, and now he has received a signal to suppress the rebellion?

And the MS who fell from the sky seemed to be responding to Raffl's speculation and generally did not make further attacks, but the situation made Saffl, who was already very confused. Garros became even more confused--- the body captured on the screen emitted the identification signal of Titans, but there was no way to identify it by the database of the body stored on the on-board computer, was it a new type of machine of Titans? With doubts, Lovell. Garros turned the magnification of the optical sensor to the maximum.

There are no feet in sight, and the legs are bent at an eerie angle that doesn't look like a humanoid of MS, but if you look up, you can see MS's arms and the beam cannon on it, which looks like a humanoid weapon, then the upper body of the mobile suit coming from high in the sky reminds Raph of insects, especially the rounded but protruding tip that reminds him of the mouth and sharp teeth of some kind of creature.

Titans' new mobile suit or MA, in this kind of place, is it coming...

Before the word "counterinsurgency" could finish in Lovell's mind, a Miga particle beam, thinner than the one just now, erupted from the unknown fighting machine and rushed towards him.

"Stop, I have no intention of fighting!" After dodging the incoming beam in an emergency sideways descent motion, Raffle shouted through the Federation Army's communications channel while re-elevating the airframe, but at the same time, he almost unconsciously operated the weapon system, disarming the airframe's weapon safe, and the two covert beam rapid-fire cannons in the tail of the plane immediately raised, trapping the unknown mobile suit into the crosshairs, and the target alarm sounded.

"Unite the 1st Squad of the 131st MS Tactical Squadron of the Pacific Front of the Earth Federation Army. Lieutenant Garros called, I have no rebellious intent to attack the Union Army, repeat, I have no rebellious intent to attack the Union Army! Once locked onto his target, Raffle continued to scream, enduring the discomfort of the sweat that slid down his head and the pain in the muscles of his fingers that pulled the trigger.

"Oh, there's no intention of rebellion, which means that the one who was shot down just now was the unlucky guy, then, although it's not a special revenge for him... A low but haughty answer came from the communication, and a random flash of light flashed in the eyes of the insect-like head.

Oops, that guy is here to help Mottger!!

The beam launcher and the particle rapid-fire cannon spewed out high-temperature particle beams at the same time, and both planes began to dodge to the flanks at the same time.

As if he wanted to shake all the flesh and blood on one side of his body to the other side, the high G force made Lovell only have time to give the rapid-fire gun the order to fire, but it should hit the target, from the size of the opponent and the tracking speed of the rapid-fire gun...

"Yo,Obviously you have a similar form to Zeta.,But your ability can't keep up at all.。。。。 The banter came through the cacophony of the Federalist's communications channel, Jean Raffle. Garros was stunned for a moment. The gigantic half-human, half-worm Mobile Suit dodged the rapid-fire gun's line of fire with the mobility of the modified Tauras, while also dangling with the thick beam launcher.

"But you're also in trouble dangling, and I still have the task of suppressing this airspace, so let's end this air battle quickly."

Accompanied by the declarative words, 12 high-performance inducing missiles were fired, and those missiles that escaped the smoke trail were coming at him from 12 angles, and Lovell glanced at the evasive space given by the tactical computer, gritted his teeth, and pushed Toras towards a gap. The intention of the other side is obvious, even if he dodges the attack of the missile, he will give the other side the opportunity to launch that kind of high-powered launcher, and if he cares about the other party's shelling, he will be surrounded by the missile group.

Mottger, I was going to get up and get in touch to beat you in my next bet, so use it now.

Toulas aimed at the topmost space, and the blue-black body passed through the gap in a desperate gesture, then began to climb vertically.

"Down, a little more, again... Lovell. Little by little, Garros climbs as he climbs, reducing the output of the engine and reducing the amount of GN particles ejected. The highly intelligent missile quickly approached Touras, and four of them even performed a second high acceleration at high speed, flew above Toulas and then dived down.

As the missile approached a dangerous distance, the rapid-fire cannon in the nose and tail of the Toulas began to fire in unison, and the rapid-fire cannon adjusted to the highest rate of fire fired at the missile at close range and no longer performed maneuvering evasion procedures because it was close to the target to the limit. In the explosion, the beam of light that blasted towards Toulas from below arrived at about the same time, but there was no Tauras in front of the beam.

Rushing out of the smoke of the explosion, Tauras dodged the beam again with a near-right-angle maneuver, and then disintegrated into the form of an MS almost simultaneously, removed the high-energy beam rifle carried from his back, and aimed it at the enemy plane perpendicular to him.

"My opinion of you has changed, good technique, good courage, good physical fitness, but ah, it's meaningless!!" As if the water was hitting a wall, the beam of light shot at the target was blocked by an invisible force field.

Being able to maneuver at high altitude in the atmosphere and still have the spare strength to carry I-Field, what kind of monster did I encounter, Lovell. Garros grinned wryly as he manipulated the mech back into MS form, and began to dive downward while dodging.

So far, it can only rely on the terrain advantage below and the support of ground troops, judging from what Moteg said before, the other party will not destroy the residences below.

"Zeta has never run away in front of me, and it's fun to chase prey, come on!"

The two MSs cracked through the night sky and began to gallop down to Hawaii, where Ouyang Heavy Industries' villa was located, which was already in chaos.

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Chapter 18: Titans in the Sky (3) - Titans-In-the-Sky

to Ravl, which is owned by OZ. Who is the driver of Garros's attack, and what is the body of the pilot, if anyone guesses correctly, I will get up tomorrow and update, if no one guesses correctly, I will continue to recuperate in bed. The answer can be posted in the book review section.