Gundam, but from the Ground Alliance to the Human Alliance to the out-of-control servitor

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"Did they take a long time to attack this time?"

On the bridge of the Musai-class light cruiser, Zeon's captain stroked his beard with some doubts and looked at the three-machine Zaku flying back from a distance.

"Yes, Captain, this is almost reaching Zaku's maximum endurance time for a single sortie... Have you really caught a big fish?"

The young correspondent put on his earphones and started calling Zaku, who was approaching:

"Hey, Lieutenant, this is the Eagle's Nest. Call Falcon One. How's the harvest?"

No one responded.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

In the bridge display screen, the leader Zaku waved his hand, as if to indicate that his communication device was unavailable.

'The communication devices of the three machines broke down at the same time?How can this be! 'A sense of absurdity gripped the Musai-class captain's heart:

"No, send a message quickly to ask them to stop and verify the identification code! Prepare for air combat!"

Chapter 29: Two-pronged attack (2)

It has the ability to carry and maintain at least 4 MS, and also has 3 twin-mounted 280mm Mega particle main guns. Its anti-ship firepower is not inferior to the Federation's Salamis-class cruiser;

On the basis of achieving the above two points as the core offensive capability of a warship, it also has abundant thrust to ensure its high speed, is less difficult to produce, and is relatively cheap to build -

The Musai-class light cruiser is the first-class military ship in the world that has been designed to embody the ability to use MS and fight in a nanoparticle environment. It is indeed a classic that reflects the capabilities of the Principality of Zeon's warship design department;

However, after taking into account so many advantages, as for those capabilities that have not been emphasized, such as air interception capabilities and the protective performance of the ship's hull, they inevitably become victims.

"Prepare for air combat!"

The Musai-class captain roared heartbreakingly, but the other crew members on the bridge looked at each other for a moment, and they didn't even realize what they should do right away——

'Anti-air combat' is really an unfamiliar term to them; since the beginning of the war, under the double cover of nanoparticles and mobile suits, there have been very few enemy aircraft that allow the Zeon army's warships to face attacks from the air. threats.

Obviously, the destruction of the Papua-class MS mothership fleet in the Battle of Hart did not sound the alarm for the Principality of Zeon.

"Dispatch the MS team quickly!"

As soon as the official dispatching words on the bridge came out, he realized that he was making a fool - the unknown three-machine Zaku that was rushing towards his ship at high speed should be the Zaku carried by this Musai class. Ancient team?

Now, there is only one unarmed reconnaissance type Zaku left on this light cruiser.

Everything was too late. The vigilance of the old captain on the Zeon cruiser failed to save his ship. Zaku, who was approaching with three planes, saw that the Musai-class light cruiser seemed to have reacted, so he simply abandoned his disguise and accelerated. Rushed over.

"Quick, lock them and launch missiles!"

Seeing the undisguised hostility of the incoming Zakus, panic broke out on the bridge of the Musai-class ship. The old captain, who was still calm at first, could no longer sit still. He rushed forward in three steps and two steps at a time. He pushed aside the gunnery commander who was so nervous that his hands were trembling, and personally controlled the main gun.

A round of missiles was fired from the Musai-class hull, making a meaningless final resistance.

Captain Jung carefully pulled up the aircraft body, like a roller coaster, first climbing in front of the Musai-class, avoiding the conical locking range of the missile seeker, and then suddenly diving down from above.

Looking at the three main turrets on the Musai that were slowly turning and raising, Captain Jung stuck out his tongue and licked his lips:

"Still struggling...Is this how Zeon's pilots feel before they launch an attack?"

Like its Zeon counterparts, the rain of 120mm machine gun bullets first licked the towering and protruding bridge of the Musai class;

A series of anti-ship armor-piercing bullets were like punching guns, punching a regular row of holes on the top of the Musai-class bridge. Then the charge in the warhead was detonated, and the rapidly expanding gas and spreading shock wave directly opened the The Tianling cover of a light cruiser.

Immediately afterwards, Zaku from above passed by the starboard side of the Musai-class at high speed, and another series of precise shots hit the spherical external propellant storage under the bridge of the Musai-class, sandwiched between the two main propulsion units. box;

As a member of the 'Primus' fleet that needs to perform blockade missions outside for a long time, this external storage tank can be said to be indispensable to complete the mission; in theory, as long as there is no direct contact with the federal fleet , which does not add risks out of thin air.

However, when the same anti-air fire test as the Federation battleship came to Zeon's Musai class, there were not even a few close-in defense guns on the entire ship, and its performance could be said to be even worse.

The violent explosion directly tore apart the rear half of the Musai-class hull and the reconnaissance-type Zaku that was about to step out of the hatch. The remaining streamlined front half of the ship also lost its stability and was rolled and pushed by the explosion. open.

'Keep attacking! '

Although he didn't say it out loud, Captain Jung made his attitude clear with his actions. As a special agent squadron disguised as a Zeon machine, the best way for the 'Poisoned Dagger' to make a killing is to attack without any luck. Weng Jun’s eyewitness presence;

In order not to violate the relevant prisoner-of-war clauses in the Antarctic Treaty, the most ideal way is to continue the attack and trigger a suicide bombing to ensure that the Zeon army has no time to release any lifeboats.

The three-machine Zaku chased after him and continued shooting, as if venting his repression and anger since the war began. He turned around and evacuated until the Musai-class ship showed no trace of activity.

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"It seems that the first ACE pilot born in actual combat in our Federal Space Force has appeared."

Marco Polo looked at the three Zaku aircraft returning home, and fired the three agreed-upon yellow, white, and green flares outside the fleet's air defense range;

Considering that the Identification Friend or Foe signal will also be interfered by the interference of rice particles, and the body directly captured from Zeon is used in appearance, this most traditional identification method is also a last resort.

But even so, considering the particularity of the camouflaged troops, they still slowed down according to the rules set by Marco Polo, and remained relatively stationary with the Federal Space Force fleet at a certain distance, flying along.

And their mother ship, the Antietam-class auxiliary aircraft carrier, got Marco Polo's permission at this time and took the initiative to leave the fleet and move closer to Zaku who was returning.

The attack-return process used in the secret agent camouflage force was not completed until the three Zakudus were recovered, the cockpit doors were opened, and the identities of the pilots above were confirmed one by one.

"You mean...Captain Jung?"

Lieutenant General Cunningham thought for a moment and recalled this somewhat taciturn and reserved aviation force officer; he had some impressions of this pilot who had shot down three mobile suits with his Swordfish fighter jets and was awarded a commendation——

Such elites are rare; but what is even more impressive is that Captain Jung is also the only fighter pilot who was anonymously reported after the award was announced;

The name was not to rescue the friendly fighter planes in danger, but instead maliciously used the friendly planes as bait to lure Zaku's attention, and took the opportunity to make a sneak attack. However, these messages were not further processed due to lack of evidence.

"Yes, Lieutenant General Cunningham, there are 5 mobile suits and one Zeon battleship in total. Such a record is really rare even among the Zeon army."

Marco Polo crossed his arms and Captain Jung's detailed resume was extracted from her database——

'Is it said that in the future, Amuro, the new human being who will be the protagonist of this world, will have a slightly worse record than him? '

The current limit of a skill that any human individual can achieve in any field will, to a certain extent, become the upper limit of her potential;

Captain Jung is currently the best mobile suit pilot in the Federation Space Force that she has access to. His operating habits and driving data are being used as the main reference and integrated into the mobile suit operation model she is building.

"That's true," Lieutenant General Cunningham nodded. "After all, they have little chance of shooting down our MS - I hope the 'Poisoned Dagger' squadron won't give them a chance this time."

"So, Vice Admiral Cunningham, after the contact with Zeon's blockade fleet was exposed, do we need to change course now?"

Marco Polo opened his arms, and a three-dimensional holographic projection of the earth circle enlarged and appeared in the center of the CIC. On it, the blue dotted line representing the planned maneuvering orbit passed through the light red meter particle interference range and extended toward the front of the federal fleet——

This is an elliptical orbit, with the apogee being Luna 2 and the perigee being on the other side of the Earth opposite Luna 2.

"No, the Zeon fleet wants to block such a vast space around Luna 2, and there must not be so many reserves to use; since the Zeon battleship closest to us has been destroyed, let's continue along this loophole Break through!"

"I understand, even if the Zeon army notices us, it will take more time to get here——"

Marco Polo took a step forward, raised his right hand and pointed forward:

Laser signals were transmitted one after another among the huge Federation fleet, which was composed of the Federation Space Force warships that survived the Battle of Hart, including Tiam's 4th Fleet——

It is the last resource that the Federation Space Force can use immediately on Luna 2. Its strength is still dominated by 19 Magellan-class battleships and more than [-] military ships.

The tail flames of the Federation Space Force warships gradually became longer and brighter, and they began to accelerate in an orderly manner from front to back. The distance between the warships gradually widened from the tightness in the air defense formation to become sparse, leaving more space for full speed sailing. Large anti-collision gap.

"——Affiliated to the First Combined Fleet of the Federal Space Force, sailing formation, maximum combat speed, move forward!"

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After a period of sailing, the blue planet in Marco Polo's field of vision seemed to have become slightly larger; and the concentration of rice particles around the Federation fleet was also steadily declining, returning to a concentration where communications could barely be connected.

"Zizi...ba...hoo...Gabu...fu."

Intermittent signals were sent from the earth, like the feeble moans of a patient whose life was coming to an end, and were transmitted to the Marco Polo ship.

"Isn't it time to get out of the meter particle interference range spread by the Zeon blockade fleet, Marco Polo?"

Hearing that he had received news from Earth, Lieutenant General Cunningham hurried back to CIC and sat back in his seat.

Although whether he stayed in his suite, in the ship's lounge, or in the restaurant, Marco Polo could report to him anytime and anywhere;

However, Vice Admiral Cunningham still consciously maintained the behavioral disciplines that an officer on a space warship should have. When it was his turn to be on duty, he must be in place in the CIC. Even if the warship was controlled by Marco Polo, there was usually nothing wrong with it. He needs to deal with it.

The existence of artificial intelligence has greatly raised the lower limit of the level of Space Force officers. In other words, even if a civilian with no training at all is asked to sit in this position, Marco Polo can still ensure the normal operation of the ship and even the entire fleet;

But even so, human officers should still maintain self-discipline and acumen, and use the higher starting line brought by new technologies to pursue a higher level of command. This is what Lieutenant General Cunningham firmly believes.

"Yes, Lieutenant General Cunningham, but I suggest that the communication window should not be maintained too long. We will need to actively spread rice particles in the future to hide the whereabouts of the fleet."

"That's right."

Marco Polo turned around and faced Lieutenant General Cunningham while processing the encrypted and severely lost communication information he received.

"Contact is being established with the command center at Gabro Headquarters, please wait."

Although the information obtained from the agent was enough for Marco Polo to directly guess the next reaction of Gabro headquarters - but since no one asked, she certainly did not need to say it.

As soon as Marco Polo bluntly stated to the Gabro headquarters that the communication window was limited and the fleet might lose contact with the headquarters again at any time, be sure to keep the story short;

The liaison officer at Gabro's headquarters seemed to be panicking. Judging from the initial intentions of the headquarters, he still wanted to use the traditional skills of federal army bureaucrats and let the Space Force fleet maintain communication links for half an hour to communicate with the departments. Senior officials held a meeting to discuss and decide on the next deployment.

All of a sudden, the information obtained by the headquarters during this period of loss of contact, the current situation of the earth, and a series of decisions made by the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the Space Force General Staff during this period were all transmitted to Marco Polo.

Decryption, induction, organization, output - Marco Polo was both summarizing and sifting;

The exact same information can be easily extracted into multiple sets of key points and outlines that are completely different and even have opposite meanings. Of course, such a huge batch of information cannot be read by Lieutenant General Cunningham one by one.

"It seems that this risky mission was the right decision - orbital bombing, and mass bombs speculated to come from the mass accelerator on the lunar surface? Zeon is really good at using the resources at hand."

Lieutenant General Cunningham put his hands on his knees and supported his chin; after a few minutes of intensive communication, Lieutenant General Cunningham, who gradually frowned, finally understood the current situation of the earth.

The loss of space control over the Earth is not as thought by many senior federal military officials who huddled in the underground bunker of the Gabro headquarters and thought they would have nothing to worry about after the signing of the Antarctic Treaty. You can face it with optimism.

"If we had followed the order and stayed in the Luna 2 to avoid war and protect the ship, we would not have heard this kind of news; tell it to Lieutenant General Tiam, and I will have to discuss it with him."

"Understood, you can connect with Lieutenant General Tiam at any time."

[Behavior as expected]

Lieutenant General Cunningham scanned other information from the Earth at a glance - including the location and frequency of the Zeon army's orbital bombardment these days, and the maneuvering orbit of the Zeon fleet that has been speculated on the ground - and fell into deep thought.

'Low-Earth orbit and the lunar surface are two threats. This is not easy to deal with...'

Chapter 30: Two-pronged attack (3)

At about the same time, the commander of the Zeon Space Attack Force, Dozru Zabi, who was in low-Earth orbit and was preparing for the Earth-landing operation, also learned of his serious concern, the Federation stationed on Luna 2. The remaining fleet of the Space Force broke through the blockade again.

The stout Dozru Zabi stood by the porthole of the bridge of his flagship "Valkyrie", his eyes scanning the low-Earth orbit bit by bit. The unprecedented airdrop fleet of the Zeon Army was like a huge Schools of fish swimming in the vast sea of ​​stars

Dots of battleship tail flames filled his field of vision. The battleships undergoing orbital airdrops were in a tight formation, almost touching each other end to end. It seemed that the surface of the earth, the scheduled airdrop point, had been occupied by Zeon warships. Covered by their shadows.

Dozru Zabi frowned, everything seemed fine - the Federal Space Force was beaten to the point of being unable to retreat, and was blocked on Luna 2;

The orbit above the earth is now completely controlled by the Zeon army, which can quickly deliver troops or bombs to any place on the surface of the earth.

But upon closer inspection, just as most of the seemingly powerful Zeon fleet is composed of requisitioned civilian transport ships, is the current advantage of the Zeon Principality Army real?

Dozru Zabi asked himself, he imitated his eldest brother Kilian and eldest sister Kycelia like parrots, and took the trouble to reinforce Zeon's belief in inevitable victory over and over again in front of his subordinates;

But deep down in his heart, he had no idea how to do this.

With a space fleet?At this point, the Federal Space Force can throw the Principality of Zeon ten blocks away.

With mobile suits, Zaku?He still can't forget the casualty list after the Hart battle. The Federation Space Force is adapting to the new war environment and situation. If there is another time, Zeon will only fight more ugly.

As for landing on Earth, it has never been an environment that the residents of the universe are familiar with. Coupled with the cost of troop and material delivery, the concept is much more conservative to a certain extent, and Dozlu can't see the chance of winning.

Dozru Zabi could not help clenching his fists.

His eldest brother and eldest sister, Kilian and Kycilia, have both made great achievements in intelligence and spy work; they each seem to have their own plans behind the scenes, supporting their unexplainable ambition and confidence in Dozulu— —

And he can only hypnotize himself to choose to believe that his hard work can bring a better tomorrow to the Principality of Zeon and even all mankind; he can't see any more choices in front of him.

His fist hung lightly on the armrest beside the porthole, and then he let go weakly.

"Commander Dozuru! Sorry to disturb you."

The report from his subordinates behind him interrupted Dozlu Zabi's contemplation.

He turned around and looked at the young officer in front of him who was saluting him with admiration and admiration. This may be one of the reasons why Dozlu still insists on working in this post - these energetic officers who spend time with him day and night. subordinates.

He grinned.

"It's okay, it's not in the way; tell me, what happened?"

"The 'Primus' fleet has just sent an urgent report: The Federal Space Force in the direction of Luna 2 has signs of large-scale fleet movements. The number is suspected to be overwhelming. It has broken through our blockade network. We are trying our best to track it. Ended !”

This is not good news, Dozuru thought;