"Thanks to that brutal Zeon fellow, and of course our Speaker Madame, thanks to them, our avant-garde fleet near the point of penetration has been disrupted. Sitting in the cockpit of the love plane, the captain who called for the soul-attracting flower endured the G-force that was enough to throw out the hidden of ordinary people and laughed.

"Haha," Mrs. Speaker, that's a good point, but it does save ammunition," the co-pilot, who was sitting in the back, was in charge of manipulating the detection and countermeasure system, and let out a playful laugh, but his fingers didn't stop, "Penetrating the planned first line of defense, because there is no slowdown in the vicinity, it is about 20% faster and more than the original plan set in the on-board computer. ”

"Then slow down," Umesh blinked, her vision was now as blurry as the center of a misty mirror, it felt like driving an extreme race car, "what is the state of the body, there is no sign of falling apart." ”

"It's going to slow down, and it has to slow down," co-pilot Howard looked at the "rocket engine temperature", "coolant consumption" and "fuselage structure fatigue" that were gradually rising because he didn't slow down according to the established plan, and his fingers continued to press on the control board, "I'm trying to alleviate the problem through internal deployment, and you just tell me when you want to slow down." ”

"What about the others?"

"I don't know, those Minovsky particles mess everything up, unless it's illuminated by laser communication, but you also know that we've been keeping the phantom particle countermeasure device in a warm-up state, which is unrealistic." Howard directly blocked the question that Umesh hadn't sent out yet.

"Then 。。。。。。。。。。"

"There is contact, slaughter the dagger and the Wingdam." Howard discovers the enemy.

"Just rush over and leave them alone." Umesh responded to the co-pilot's prompt as he continued to let his feet and hands crush him.

"What about ADP blockades?" Howard's hand was already on the safety cover of the interceptor missile's launch button.

"It's too fast, don't use it for now, prepare to switch off the external thermonuclear propulsion rocket, listen to my orders," Umesh lowered the black inner mask and projected Howard's tactical information, "Set the detonation timer on the rocket, 1.5 seconds." ”

"You're crazy, the impact fragments of that explosion might speed us up even further." Howard shook his head, but still did what Umesh had ordered, unlike Zaft's militia troops, questioning that his captain was not the habit of the 17th Brigade.

"I have a great idea." A maniacal smile tugged at the corner of Umesh's mouth.

"What a fast thing, missile?!" The Wingdam's pilot looked at the heat source that was flying faster than the fastest missile in their hand, the fastest missile, and the mouth was open.

"You still have a heart。。。。。。 No way!!!!!!!!!!! It's MS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The pilot of the Slaughter Short Sword, who had been pulled into the universe by changing into an equipment bag, scolded as he watched the gray phantom whizzing past him and his comrades.

"Now!" Umesh drank lightly.

"Cut off." Howard pressed the switch button, and two thermonuclear rocket jets, which were originally attached to the back of the airframe, peeled off the back of the airframe and tumbled towards the enemy MS who was left behind.

"Detonate." As Howard's lips quivered, two thermonuclear rockets were detonated, along with the last remaining bits of fuel, and one of the flames swallowed Wingdam.

"We were hit by debris, the attitude was dominated, the deviation was 1.3 per cent, and the acceleration was 1.7 per cent." Howard reported as his body trembled.

"It's not too bad," Umesh, who twisted the joystick the moment Howard cut away, dodging the impact of the large debris, "and then the ships ahead won't be able to use the heat source against us." ”

"It doesn't matter if there's a heat source lock or not, it's at this distance," Howard said, the light next to the heat source alarm came on again, "I knew we were targeted by the laser alignment system, and 28 points were detected,!" ”

"I don't change course."

"I know, the phantom particle reservoir is connected," Howard said, focusing his attention on the control board of the countermeasure system, "releasing phantom particles, interfering with the laser, with an expected interference rate of 93 percent." ”

Phantom particles escape from the designed void of the fuselage, deflecting and distorting the laser light pointed at the main gun in the wrong direction, and constantly changing.

"Phantom particle interference?! How could it be, that Lux. How is it possible that the army under Klein's command dares to blatantly violate the treaty?! The captains of the blue cosmos had the same thought, and almost struggled out of their chairs.

"Well done, Howard," Umesh licked her lips, "unfortunately, fellows of the blue cosmos, we have walked the different path than the pink lady, she hasn't been down a manhole before, we've rolled through a stinking ditch!" ”

"Don't be too happy, we have detected a missile fired by an enemy warship, which is aimed at our path." Howard's sober warning.

"Preparing for the launch of the ADP rocket."

"No, the APD bay can't be opened at the current speed, it's too fast, as soon as there are fragments, the launcher is finished."

"Then get ready to slow down, you're going to have to grit your teeth, it's going to be a little crazy."

"Since you joined the brigade, have you been crazy at times, just do it, captain."

"Prepare the 360 rocket launcher mounted on the side of the leg, both shots, and transfer control to me." The black mask on the inside of the helmet was raised, and the potion spray was sprayed on Umesh's eyes, trying to relieve the pain caused by the congestion in his eyes before attacking, and when the spray was over, Umesh lowered the inner mask again.

"I shouldn't have said anything big." Howard cursed himself as he quickly manipulated the settings and fine-tuned various data to ensure that Umesh had the right to fire while the on-board computer could assist as much as possible.

The gray wild flight held two rocket launchers with both hands, and at the moment of passing an Agamemnon-class battleship, the fuselage overcame inertia and pushed upwards under the full force of the jet port, and the rocket launchers fired two rockets diagonally downwards behind him, and two rocket-boosted anchors were fired at the same time as the rockets.

"Ready to cut off the leg!"

"I see! Cut off the legs!? Howard subconsciously agreed before he reacted.

Two rockets hit the Agamemnon-class battleship, and one of the two rockets was lucky enough to hit the top of the jet pipe near the jet port, and the calamity brought by * began to tear apart the Agamemnon-class.

At this time, the rocket anchor that was fired at Agamemnon also played a role, and the two steel cables were torn off and cut off at the cost of the legs of Umish and Howard's plane, and with the help of the large loop, their speed was partially reduced at once.

With the help of the reduced speed, Howard shot the interceptor rocket in one go, and the spherical ADP warhead scattered countless steel balls containing trace amounts of explosives, blasting into the group of missiles in front of them.

"Let's not do that in the future." Howard, who looked at the "propulsion decline" and "low AMBAC ability", looked at the exploded Agamemnon-class battleship that had been left behind him again after a circle, and whispered.

"I don't have to do it in the future, I don't have a chance, I can't go back as a soldier, the prisoners are almost the same."

"I know, I said this on purpose, expecting to hear some negative answers," Howard laughed, his fingers kept moving, and the other system was called up, "Captain, now, I need you to use your voice to say it yourself." ”

“Red—October。” Umesh spat out the phrase she had said once.

The control board in front of Howard immediately displayed the words "The live voiceprint and biological signal comparison passed, and the emission safety was released".

"I'll leave it all to you, Captain."

The same thing happened in the 9 mobile suits that managed to break through to the Arabot --- God's Throne, the giant empty mother of the blue cosmos.

"What is this doing?" The only one who seems to be kept in the dark is Sarah, who is addressed as "Fenrir". Cecil.

"I'm sorry, boy, for dragging you into the water, but at least I hope you understand us." Sara. Cecil's co-pilot said this.

"What are you talking about?"

"This time, it's different, it's different from when I was in the 13th Independent Brigade." Umesh muttered as she put the blue cosmos in her crosshairs.

"It's different, Captain."

"Really, maybe, but is it really that much worse to get a home than to protect a home?"

"I don't know, captain, I just vaguely want to do this, support you to do this, we've changed a little bit."

"A little bit is fine, pure cruelty destroys everything, pure gentleness destroys everything, and sometimes it is true and destruction are the same concept, and I only now think that man is really right, then, now," Umesh pressed his finger on the firing button, "for the past of the 13th Independent Brigade, for the sake of our homeland, open fire!" ”

Two 180-mm shells with miniature nuclear warheads flew towards the blue cosmos' air carrier.

"Bump into me and destroy us as evidence!"

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Note: The 13th Independent Brigade, the most notorious unit of the "outsiders" during the "Pandora Revolution", the bloody October, the 13th Independent Brigade as the Overseer not only brutally suppressed the "outsiders" who refused to carry out the extermination mission, but also took on the task of launching poison gas bombs and nuclear bombs into the main target cities and bases of the colony satellites/Earth.

Their past will be described in "Chapter 13 - The 13th Independent Brigade", just after the end of this volume.