Combat evolved into the last thing Lear wanted to see.

Chaos war.

The third salvo of the Federation Army again achieved two knockdowns, and by this time, the Zeon Army had lost one-sixth of its combat strength.

The Iron Giant, which costs hundreds of millions of dollars, and the pilots who have more than 1,000 hours of flight time and are still worth more than the Iron Giant, are reduced to worthless garbage in less than a second of attack.

However, by this time, the Zeon army had also approached a distance of 10 kilometers.

Lear was the first to arrive, and the other side was a little late, but in any case, the Zeon MS who broke through the line of fire from the Mega Particle Cannon could finally take revenge.

However, the situation of the Zeon MS pilots at this moment was not very good, and Lear's decisive assault order certainly allowed them to avoid the futile formation of formation, and then be hit into a fireball by the Federalist Miga particle cannon, but it also made it difficult for their own allies to distinguish where they were when they rushed near the Federated warship.

Their eyes widened, and the screen was densely packed with friendly signals, enemy signals, evasion warnings, and other information, and when they entered the instructions to find friendly troops into the computer, the computer gave them more information, so much information mixed together, but it made them dizzy.

Some of them were already alone, and the nearest friendly troops were more than ten kilometers away, while others instinctively mixed together, and five or six planes shrunk together at intervals of several hundred meters, becoming excellent targets.

The more sophisticated, complex, and beautiful the battle plan, the more likely it is to go wrong, and the result is that it is not as simple and effective as a tactic.

Lear could remember this lesson for the rest of his life.

He really wished he could have a system in his head, like the strategy games he had dabbled in in the past, and he could execute commands at will with a mouse box and zero delay.

The sacred F2A connects each and every one of us, and it unites us in the midst of despair.

That being said, Lear wouldn't be so brain-dead as to actually try to type F2A instructions into Lei Guang's computer.

If only there was such a thing, he seriously wanted to ask the Technonics at Gionnick to see if they could develop something similar that would work in the context of the Minofsky particle.

Thankfully, Lear's pre-battle tactics weren't entirely useless, and despite the tattered formation, the Zeon pilots managed to move to the flanks of the Federation fleet, consciously or compulsorily, instead of plunging headlong into the formidable defensive line.

And unlike the guys who fly fighters, they can only rush into the box line after the attack or waste time to bypass the next attack, and the advantage of the MS is once again on display, and the MS units of the Zeon Army can flexibly dodge the Mega Particle Batteries of the Federation Army while attacking.

At the same time, the anti-aircraft guns of the Federation Army also began to speak, the anti-aircraft gunners of the Federation Army are skilled and combative, but their weapons are difficult to pose a threat to the MS, on the one hand, the hit rate is really not high, and on the other hand, because the anti-aircraft gun positions of the Federation warships are not sufficient, and the damage of the anti-aircraft guns equipped is not enough.

After all, the anti-aircraft guns equipped with federal warships are not intended to be used against MS, but to deal with missiles that may hit the right place and break into the space fighters between the warships, so they chose small-caliber anti-aircraft guns with fast rate of fire and high fire density, pursuing the rate of fire rather than power, but this power is an effective weapon to deal with crispy missiles and fighters, and it is too weak for MS.

The MS troops of the Zeon Army replaced with nuclear rocket artillery, and roamed around under the fire of anti-aircraft artillery while looking for gaps in firepower, at first they were still terrified because the anti-aircraft artillery did not hit from time to time, but when they found that the anti-aircraft artillery of the Federation Army was indeed difficult to threaten them, and the Miga particle cannon that was threatening enough was difficult to target them, they finally began to attack with some peace of mind.

The first to sink was the Calcutta, on the periphery of 2 o'clock, four minutes after the Zeon Army approached a distance of 10 kilometers.

It was a split second, as the Zeon Army's MS fired five nuclear rocket launchers at it, and after four were shot down, the remaining one hit the armor plate under the bridge of the Salamis-class fast cruiser, where the Salamis-class core reactor was protected, and the nuclear explosion instantly destroyed the 'thin' armor and swept the working reactor inside.

The reactor that was stocking up on the Mega Particle Cannon had become an explosive more powerful than the Zeon Army's nuclear bomb, and the federal officers and men on the Calcutta were engulfed in flames before they could even react, let alone board the lifeboat to escape, and no one survived from the captain to the orderlys.

The fast cruiser, which was more than 200 meters long, exploded into several knots in a violent explosion, scattering fragments of human body and steel in all directions, flying towards all corners of the universe.

Veer! Speed steering!

Douglas witnessed the sinking of the Calcutta, and he opened his mouth to turn the fleet and confront the enemy with frontal fire, but before he could say anything, he swallowed it in his stomach.

Turning at this time will only not be able to maintain even the current anti-aircraft firepower, and it will only be slaughtered by the Zeon Army in vain, and in this dense formation, a random change of direction will interfere with other warships.

Of course, there is another problem, even if the steering is successful, for Zeon's MS, it is just a matter of changing positions.

Having made a mistake and not deserving of a close-quarters fight with the MS, Douglas was ashamed that he had completely misestimated the MS's offensive and defensive capabilities.

And even more resentful of the federal intelligence service, if it weren't for the wrong report they gave, he should have taken a more appropriate strategy.

For example, a desperate attempt to let the cruiser assault the enemy mothership or something, although he thought it was stupid just now, but now it seems that it is the right choice.

"The barrage is too thin! What are the gunners doing! Douglas had no choice but to ask the anti-aircraft gunners to concentrate, and the genius of the generals was greatly limited in the Minovsky particle environment: "Don't let those nuclear bombs come close!" ”

"Listen up! Only those nuclear bombs can threaten us, and their number of nuclear bombs is limited, as long as we hold out until their nuclear bombs are exhausted, it will be our victory! That's all Douglas can do to cheer up his men.

"Hold on, keep the firepower up!" Douglas stood up and said loudly: "Don't be idle with the Mega particle cannon, even if you can't hit the target, keep shooting, don't let those MS have a chance to stop and aim, let them move!" ”

Douglas said, encouraged by his encouragement, the Union Army, or at least the Richelieu, to move. The strafing anti-aircraft guns and Miga particle cannons turned it into a fire-breathing hedgehog, and it seemed to be afraid of its sudden force, and several Zeon MSs that were approaching with bad intentions were forced back by the artillery fire, which made Douglas somewhat relieved.

With the Richelieu taking the lead, the other Federation warships began to follow suit, and the situation seemed to be improving, but it was as if it was deliberately trying to make Douglas despair.

There was another violent burst of fire, the light of the ship's explosion, and Douglas chuckled inwardly, realizing that the light was so dazzling that the damaged battleship was either larger than the Calcutta, or closer than the Calcutta.

Or both.

At this moment, the signal corpsman shouted in horror: "General! Seleucus! The Seleucus is broken! ”

"Hurry up and send a light signal to get them back to the damage!" Douglas said loudly to himself.

He already had a bad premonition in his heart.

"General, I'm afraid there's no need for that!" The signal soldier swallowed and said.

It was only then that Douglas saw the Seleucus's condition from the images that were called up.

He couldn't bear to close his eyes, both because of his friends and subordinates on that ship, and because he felt the pain of losing important combat power again.

In the 7th minute of the fleet battle, the battleship Magellan-class Seleucus of the Federal Army sank.

The murderer was an iron giant painted in yellow.