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

"Battle Squadron 6, pay attention to controlling the acceleration. You are hindering the follow-up ships from leaving the port! ...The Langley requested departure guidance?" More than a dozen dispatchers were busy in the control room of Luna 2's 4th military port. The real-time positions of hundreds of warships, the order of attack, and inquiries from all over the place filled the entire information screen.

"What kind of ship is the Langley?" DeLaulis, the captain of the Space Force in charge here, pressed his temples and felt dizzy.

"Sir, it's a Columbus-class transport ship."

"Then why are they anxious! Didn't they say that they should let Magellan and Salamis out first?! Tell them to wait patiently!"

"Sir, but the Langley responded that they were carrying a reconnaissance squadron and they were going out early for reconnaissance."

"Then they should have left the port half an hour ago... [Earth expletive], forget it, I know these guys are so slow to drive the transport ship, and they will lose their chain at the critical moment," Captain DeLaulis said impatiently A few strokes were made on the information screen, "Let them wait a moment, let me see, the one leaving now is... the Marco Polo, let her pass first."

"Yes."

The guidance lights on both sides of the port lit up one after another, forming two dotted lines extending outward. A giant ship slowly passed through the observation window of the control room.

"This is driving quite steadily... It is indeed the flagship of the 2nd Fleet... huh?" the captain said, leaning forward slightly and looking at the information screen, "Was this the flagship of the 2nd Fleet before? "

DiLaulis, who has worked in this small control room for ten years, should be used to Magellan-class battleships passing in front of him, but it was precisely because of this familiarity that he noticed the Marco Polo in front of him. No., somewhat unusual.

"The newly commissioned experimental ship?"

"Commander Cunningham, all ships of the 2nd Fleet have completed their formation and the command communication link is open."

The atmosphere in the combat intelligence center of the Marco Polo was dull; unlike ordinary Magellan-class battleships, the Marco Polo, which is automatically controlled by artificial intelligence, relies on dozens of optical lenses throughout the ship's exterior for the most basic situational awareness. , without the visual inspection of the crew.

Therefore, the officers on the ship usually stay in the Combat Intelligence Center (CIC) under the protection of layers inside the ship body to command, rather than in the towering and exposed bridge.

Sitting on the high platform in the middle of the room is naturally the commander of the 2nd Fleet, Rear Admiral Cunningham; next to him is Dr. Parson, who is on board the ship as a special technical advisor, and on both sides are the seats of the fleet staff officers;

Sitting in the front of the room were several heads of departments on the ship with their hands on the control desk and their eyes fixed on the screen, pretending to be controlling the battleship; and the phantom of the girl standing in the center of the room was this person. The true soul of the battleship.

"There are still 26 minutes until the scheduled departure time of the entire fleet, but..." The girl raised her hand gently, and the camera picture facing the rear of the ship was switched to the large screen above the front side of the CIC.

"It looks like the 9th Fleet and the rearguard fleet may need some additional time to complete the formation."

"The 9th fleet was reorganized from the battleships that retreated from the front, and the rearguard fleet is composed of old-fashioned missile frigates and transport ships? I can't blame them." Rear Admiral Cunningham didn't show any signs of anxiety. He lowered his head and paid attention. The force was still on the small screen on the side of his seat, where records of battles with Zeon Principality mobile suits collected from various channels were being played.

"The emergency replenishment ships that are about to be launched in Zabro will also be incorporated into the 9th Fleet, including the fleet commander, who will also be transferred directly from the Zabro headquarters." The fleet staff officer on the side smiled bitterly, "Disband the reorganized defeated troops. , a newcomer entering the universe for the first time, plus a commander who has been working in the office of Gabro’s headquarters.”

"That's better than taking the backbone of our 2nd Fleet to form a new fleet and then bringing in new recruits."

"That's true."

Silence returned to the CIC again. The war was about to begin. Even if the officers of the Federation Space Force present were all elites who had received formal training and had long-term service experience, they could not help but feel ups and downs - some were uneasy, and some suppressed their anger, especially on the Marco Polo. On the Internet, there is almost nothing that can make them devote themselves to the complicated work and temporarily forget all kinds of bad emotions.

"Vice Admiral Tiam's 4th Fleet set sail as the vanguard first." Marco Polo turned sideways, took two steps back, and gave way to the space map composed of several screens on the ground in the center of the room.It can be clearly seen on the map that blue light spots representing friendly forces are scattered around Luna 2. The front part of them is slowly accelerating and breaking away from the main force; further forward, you can still see a few scattered ones. These are the early warning units at the forefront of the entire fleet.

"Anankai sent an order, and the 1,2,9st, 1nd, and 30th fleets formed the 1st Combined Fleet and set off in [-] minutes." Marco Polo, as one of the few people on the entire battleship who is actually working (Note [-]), At this time, there was no disturbance in my heart.

'Should I be a little more nervous and scared?' She even thought to herself leisurely.

While perfectly fulfilling her duties as the flagship of the 2nd Fleet, Marco Polo also paid attention to the facial expressions and body postures of everyone in the CIC - identifying the emotions she had once had.

Major Albert, the gunnery commander, was in very poor condition. He had not shaved for several days and there was a faint black color around his eyes. It was obvious that anger and worry were tightly entangled in his heart. It was no wonder, after all, his family members Living in Side 2, there has been no news since the war started.

Although Major Eden still kept his appearance neat and tidy, within 3 minutes, it was already the fourth time... ah, now it was the fifth time that he opened the route planning chart, took a look at it, and then closed it again, even if he had been doing so in the past few weeks. The Marco Polo was on autopilot, and he had never actually been at the helm of the battleship.

The fleet staff officer was a little embarrassed and at a loss. He only boarded the ship after Marco Polo was officially designated as the ship by Rear Admiral Cunningham after the war. Therefore, he was not used to working on the Marco Polo, especially since he wanted to stand on the ship several times. When he got up to report the situation, Marco Polo preempted him.

Marco Polo knew how to use language, body and language, expressions, and even eyes to express any kind of emotion. These are all written in her database, but only herself, her appearance and heart, or It is said that the front end of interacting with humans and the back end of her consciousness are completely separate, so she is not sure whether she still has human emotions.

But at least Marco Polo knew that there was indeed a reward and punishment mechanism running in her body, which made her still have the tendency to preserve herself, making her want to stop it when she saw the colony collapse and a large number of people die in fear; she can no longer do it now It was clear whether this was the 'human nature' left over from the previous life, or the goal written into the bottom layer of the mental model in this life, but she did not resist.

Ah, new news from the general flagship Anankai, Marco Polo did not say anything this time.

It took a moment for the fleet staff officer to notice the newly sent order. He first glanced at Marco Polo, and then the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, showing the joy that the 'artificial team' had finally won. He stood up hurriedly. ,

"Commander, General Ray Bill ordered that the 1st Combined Fleet set sail immediately!"

It was easy to see that he was happy, Marco Polo thought.

"Ah...oh," Rear Admiral Cunningham finally raised his head, "order the ships of the 2nd Fleet to move forward!"

Chapter No.17: The war is coming (4)

On January 0079.1.5, Year 2 (UC[-]), at [-]:[-] pm, the Earth Federation Space Force’s First Combined Fleet launched an attack from Luna [-].

This is the largest space fleet in human history. If we simply compare the total mass and displacement, it cannot be compared with any surface fleet that humans have ever formed.

This huge fleet will include nearly 62 ships of various types, including 3 Magellan-class battleships, which serve as the main force in artillery warfare, and [-] Salamis-class cruisers, which serve as the backbone of the fleet; in addition, The Columbus-class transport carrier also carries more than [-] Swordfish aerial and space fighter jets (FF-S[-] Saberfish) and nearly [-] reconnaissance Saberfish.

In terms of fleet formation arrangement, the experienced Vice Admiral Tiam led the 4th Fleet, which was entirely composed of Magellan and Salamis classes, as the vanguard, while Admiral Rebier personally took charge of the main force composed of the 1,2,9st, 2nd, and [-]th fleets. This team was followed by the Luna [-] guard fleet and transport force led by Major General Amundsen.

Marco Polo, as the flagship of the 2nd Fleet, is a member of this huge fleet group.

'The cannons of giant ships can indeed bring people a sense of security...' Marco Polo looked around the ship. Everywhere he looked was filled with battleships and fighter planes of the Federal Space Force. From near to far, Marco Polo, as the flagship, was surrounded by Guarded by layers of battleships, cruisers, and space fighter planes, in such a scene, it is hard to believe that the battleships will eventually become a supporting role for the mobile suits.

"Attention all ships, the 9th Battle Group and the 26th, 56,57,59th, and [-]th Cruiser Groups of the [-]th Fleet are about to merge into the right wing of the fleet from the four o'clock direction. Please update the friend-or-foe identification and pay attention to avoidance."

New news came from the general flagship Anankai, which turned Marco Polo's attention to the starboard side. He could only see the huge battleship array extending a little further.

Only then can you feel a bit of science fiction. Marco Polo secretly lamented that after the construction of tens of thousands of tons of warships is completed on the ground, they are then launched into orbit with high-thrust rockets. It is really hard to imagine what the reasons for the Earth federal government are. Such an industrial layout.

"Marco Polo," Major General Cunningham suddenly spoke up, "What do you think of this mobile suit called Zaku put into use by the Principality of Zeon Army? How do you think they threaten you?"

Marco Polo returned his sight to the cabin and called out the information about the 'Zaku' that the Federation currently had one by one - these were officers from the Space Force Staff Department and the Equipment Technology Department, and they were sent back from the front line in various ways. The battle record is the result of almost sleepless days in the past two days.

If Marco Polo can really say it himself, it is that the current mobile suits are still very young. If we want to use the development process of air force aircraft as an analogy, the current main force of the Principality of Zeon, the MS-06C Zaku II, was just a product of World War I. The level of triplanes and biplanes that have been developed in the next few decades will be full of monsters and monsters with unparalleled performance.

But even so, the Zaku II is a very difficult target for Marco Polo, which currently has only ship-to-air missiles that are severely interfered with in terms of air defense and rapid-fire close-range anti-cannons still developed based on traditional artillery.

"Judging from the combat records collected so far, if the enemy aircraft named Zaku has been maneuvering beyond the distance required by the close-in defense artillery shells for more than 3 seconds, then I may not be able to do anything about it." As for that. It's a different matter for someone who likes to use a thermal ax to split the bridge of a ship from a distance with a protruding face. Marco Polo added the second half of the sentence in his mind.

After listening to her words, Major General Cunningham put his cheek with one hand and looked a little worried, "So, three kilometers away is considered an outside defense zone attack?"

"Under the interference of rice particles, I'm afraid it will be like this; using a large number of missiles to launch salvos, first using inertial guidance to cover the space where the enemy mobile suit is, and then seeing whether the missiles can lock on the enemy aircraft at a close enough distance, may also be a way There's a way." Anyway, Marco Polo didn't have to spend any money to replenish the missiles he fired.

Moreover, the Magellan-class vertical launch system is not within the armor coverage area. Even if it is Zaku's 120mm machine gun, if it hits directly, there is a chance to directly induce the missile in the launch tube.

Major General Cunningham frowned even more after hearing this. He put his left arm on the armrest of his seat and tapped his index finger unconsciously. On the small screen in front of him, a video of a red band with a distinctive paint was playing. Image of an ancient attack on a Confederate warship.

In the picture, the red-painted Commander Zaku (MS-06S) with long horns on its head is holding a machine gun and is rapidly approaching the Salamis-class cruiser where the video was recorded. At the same time, it is constantly firing on a plane perpendicular to the direction of approach. Performing large-scale maneuvers, he shuttled freely through the seemingly airtight air defense barrage.

Then, the machine Zaku opened fire. A few short bursts of fire instantly silenced the two close-in defense cannons on the upper part of the Salamis-class hull. Before the close-in defense cannons pointing in other directions could react, it suddenly accelerated. Passing by the bridge, the video ended with several light spots approaching rapidly.

Although it's most likely Char, Johnny Lydon seems to have the same paint job?Marco Polo was not sure. Even if it was the same type of mobile suit, the strength displayed by different pilots could be said to be very different. He could only say that when he saw this kind of distinctive painting, he immediately raised the threat level. At the highest level, the rest is left to fate.

"Commander Cunningham, there are very few enemy mobile suits that can achieve this kind of driving level." Marco Polo comforted, this is the truth. For Marco Polo, who can study dozens of combat records at the same time and work 24 hours a day, On the Zeon side, I also really appreciated a lot of scenes of Zakuna picking his feet;

For example, he tried to imitate those ace Aces in melee combat with their axes, but miscalculated the approaching speed and crashed into the bow of the Magellan-class ship. This can be said to be the source of Marco Polo's confidence now.

After all, even though the pilots of the Principality of Zeon may have secretly received several years of mobile suit driving training, for them, this was also their first time on a battlefield where live ammunition was flying.

"Using the enemy's inability to fully utilize the potential of its weapons and equipment as a measure of combat power is too contemptuous of our opponents." Major General Cunningham raised his head and looked solemnly at the virtual girl in front of him, "Strategically We must have a firm belief in victory, but tactically, we cannot overestimate our estimate of the enemy's strength."

'This seems to be what the great man said.' Marco Polo paused for a moment, 'But if the mobile suit is based on the standard of 'being able to operate', then there is no limit to its potential.' She thought of a certain person who almost had an accident on a small island. Use Zaku to kill Kukulus Doan of Gundam alone.

"I've learned a lesson, Commander Cunningham, I've raised the estimated coefficient on the enemy's mobile suit performance."

Chapter 18: The war is coming (End)

[Beep...beep...beep...The message was transmitted successfully, according to Luna 2, 650,000, delayed.' Am I considered to have come into contact with the essence of Gundam's ghost movie? '

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Bad news comes one after another:

First of all, Lieutenant General Green White, who still leads the remaining ships of the 3rd, 7th, and 8th fleets stationed near Side 5 Rum, has completely lost contact with the Federation Space Force headquarters; whether he has been eliminated by the Principality of Zeon or is trapped in In the fog composed of high-concentration rice particles, he could not be expected to participate in the action to prevent Zeon from pushing the colonial satellite to the earth.

The cylindrical colonial satellite, which is more than one kilometer long and has a mass of nearly 100 billion tons, has been observed to have changed its position and is currently close to the edge of the L4 gravitational equilibrium point.

According to the Federation Military Headquarters' speculation, Zeon's reinforcement of the colonial satellite's exterior and the installation of thrusters are likely nearing completion, and they are now just waiting for a window to smash the colonial satellite directly into Zabro.

Therefore, the Federal Space Force Headquarters has conveyed dozens of orders with similar content in less than two days, requiring Ray Bill's First Combined Fleet to make up its mind and resolutely change the impact of the colonial satellite before it crosses the unstoppable line. orbit, or break it down to no fragments exceeding 300 meters in diameter.

"It's really troublesome. Can't you confirm the position of the enemy fleet at this time?" Rear Admiral Cunningham, who was enjoying breakfast in the ship's officers' dining room, put down his fork in surprise and turned to look at Marco Polo, who had come to give a morning briefing.

"At present, more than ten reconnaissance aircraft of the air fleet have lost contact near Side 2. It can only be speculated that the Zeon fleet is now hidden in the reef space composed of dozens of destroyed colonial satellite debris in Side 2. "

"That is a cubic space with a side length of hundreds of kilometers, and it is covered with a high concentration of rice particles." Major General Cunningham picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. "I'm going to CIC now. You can send me the last 8 hours of information." All investigation reports have been retrieved.”

"In fact, since 4 o'clock this morning, the concentration of rice particles around the fleet has been enough to interfere with normal communications. The Anankai has also ordered to switch to directional laser communications; Commander Cunningham, I'm waiting for you at CIC." After that, the girl's shadow disappeared directly from the restaurant.

Marco Polo, who deeply feels that the plot has been derailed, has now entered a Buddhist state without sadness or joy: Iphes Island, which should have been pushed away from the gravitational balance point long ago, is still stuck on the edge of Side 2, as if Zeon is waiting. With the Federation coming to stop it, the huge fleet that was originally going to be assembled to participate in the Battle of Rum a week later was now less than 2 hours away from Side 6 Hart.

A fleet battle is imminent.

But there is nothing to panic. After all, the early performance of the Federal Space Force is largely in a state of 'as long as I am bad enough, no matter how I change, it will be in a good direction.' Marco Polo thought quite optimistically.

After a while...

"Commander of the Fleet has arrived on the bridge!" Marco Polo shouted ceremonially in this room that was actually the CIC. "Commander Cunningham, it is January 37, Year [-], [-]:[-] a.m., do you? All the necessary investigation reports have been sent to the monitor on your seat, but there are no noteworthy abnormalities."

Seeing that the abnormal situation had a high probability of being destroyed, Marco Polo added in the background that the dozen or so reconnaissance planes that had lost contact were all headed for the fleet's destination, Side 2, without exception.

"Hmm..." Major General Cunningham was noncommittal. He quickly scanned the briefings and asked, "Is there any information from the Air Reconnaissance Wing on the load status of the flight team?"

Marco Polo quickly searched the message records. As the second in command of the fleet, her authority to access all aspects of intelligence information was almost the same as that of Ray Bill.

"Yes. At 5:50 this morning, the air force reported that the reconnaissance aircraft pilots were too energetic and requested to reduce the search frequency or focus the search direction. The Anankai rejected the request and gave instructions that fighter pilots could be redeployed if necessary. Be sure to ensure that Continuity of reconnaissance networks and communication relay nodes.”

Unlike surface ships on the sea level, in the universe, enemies may appear from any direction in the three-dimensional space. Therefore, even this time, the First Combined Fleet carried nearly two hundred reconnaissance aircraft and entered the meter particle interference range. It is also difficult to rely on the existing reconnaissance force to ensure continuous surveillance of the surrounding space, especially since the reconnaissance aircraft also has to undertake the communication relay task between the main fleet and the vanguard and rearguard fleets.

"That's not good... Where is Vice Admiral Tianmu's fleet now?" Major General Cunningham asked again, his tone sounded worried.

"There are no abnormalities reported so far about 2 hours ahead of us. Commander Cunningham, what are you worried about?" In Marco Polo's eyes, the situation is now very clear. Isn't Zeon's fleet? Obviously hiding in the reef space of Side 2, all the Federation can do now is to clench their fists and punch them. Zeon will inevitably appear in order to protect the colonial satellite that is about to fall.

All that's left is to see if the Federation can overwhelm Zeon with numbers, or if Zeon will use its epoch-making weapon - the mobile suit to counterattack. If we can't defeat it, we can still transfer to Luna 2 for a future counterattack; Marco Polo I thought to myself, as the flagship of the fleet, if we really want to transfer in, we will definitely take the lead, right?

"It's okay for you to refer to it," Major General Cunningham didn't mean to hide anything. "Marco Polo, what do you think are the goals of our Federation Space Force and the Zeon Army in this campaign?"

'Destroy the colonial satellite that is about to be dropped and protect the colonial satellite from entering the final impact orbit smoothly' Marco Polo wanted to say this, but looking at the solemn look on Major General Cunningham's face, she was a little unsure.

"The purpose of the campaign..." Marco Polo began to frantically search for relevant training materials stored in the hard drive. For her, 'reciting' is much easier than 'reading'. The large number of teaching materials she stored did not mean that she could All the contents in the textbooks are integrated, especially these confidential materials, which often do not have public reading comments. Things like refining the main points are available for her reference.

In the end, the inspiration from her previous life connected her to a seemingly unrelated result: if the land is saved and the people are lost, both the people and the land will be lost.

"Destroy the enemy fleet, Commander Cunningham, this is true for us and for Zeon." Marco Polo chose another answer.

Chapter 19: Main Battle (1)

Major General Cunningham raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he had already seen a lot about the magic of Marco Polo. Cunningham, who was not familiar with the principles of artificial intelligence algorithms, could only think that Dr. Parson was extremely skilled.

"Marco Polo, mark the trajectory of the colonial satellite." Major General Cunningham stood up and took two steps to stand on the ground screen that was displaying the Earth's sphere map, representing the point of Side 2.

A red dotted line stretched out from his feet, drew an oval curve, and finally connected with the earth.

"No matter which colony it is, it will take nearly a week to finally land on the earth, plus the time to install the thrusters and reinforce the outer surface. Therefore, the Principality of Zeon's colony landing operation does not have the ability to be sudden at all. Sexual.”

Marco Polo, who was standing aside, looked like he was thinking, and gently rolled up the hair hanging down by his face with his fingers.

"Then, Commander Cunningham, if we successfully destroy Iphis Island, but suffer far more serious losses than Zeon, then Zeon can choose another colonial satellite and throw it away..."

"On the other hand, if we destroy Zeon's fleet first, then it will be completely late whether we turn around and go back to intercept Iphes Island, or take advantage of the situation to divide our forces and approach Zeon's mainland; both of us are pursuing a decisive battle to destroy the enemy. The battle of Fang’s main fleet.” Rear Admiral Cunningham added the second half of the sentence.

Marco Polo was still a little confused. She might have flapped her wings unconsciously at first, but now, the development of the war has gone beyond the general context of the 'plot' in her previous life's memory, and her speculations about the future based on the current situation often lead her to come up with the same conclusion. Memory contradictory conclusions.

Which side would be correct?If the plot has undergone irreversible changes, to what extent can the memory of the previous life be used as a reference?

Marco Polo used her battlefield situational awareness capabilities as the flagship, and the various subsystems of the ship reported that they were in good working condition; and through laser communication, the laser signals were relayed several times throughout the entire 2nd Fleet and finally reached every battleship. , and the processed feedback report was returned to the CIC on the Marco Polo within a few milliseconds:

Everything is normal within the visible range of the entire fleet, but some older warships have reported that the integrated circuits on the ship have malfunctioned due to interference from rice particles, and now have to switch to manual operation.

"So, even if it is a fleet battle, what are you worried about?" Marco Polo does not have anything similar to 'battlefield intuition'. If she predicts that something will happen, or has a probability of happening, it must be based on the current situation. A clear judgment of understanding.

"If it is a main battle, then the Federation Space Force should delay the decisive battle as much as possible so that it can devote all its resources to gathering as many warships as possible to participate in the battle, including the White Fleet that is still huddled in Side 5; the First United Fleet also We should gather together and advance as a team." Major General Cunningham shook his head. In his eyes, the last few hours before Ifes Island is about to cross the unstoppable line is the decisive time point that is beneficial to the Federation.

In this way, the Federation, which is not as well prepared for war as Zeon, can have a few extra days to gather more forces and make more responses to Zeon's tactics;

Secondly, for the Ifes Island whose crash trajectory is completely predictable, the Federation can completely wait and see where it must pass, and let Zeon escort the fleet of the fallen colonial satellite to fight on the battlefield selected by the Federation. This is better than the current Federation fleet crashing into Zeon. It is much stronger in the meter particle fog and colony satellite wreckage under Ombu.

"What do you mean, even at the risk of failing to intercept the colonial satellite?"

"The crash of a colonial satellite is not enough to seal the victory, but the destruction of the Federation Space Fleet is hard to say; but this is also the result of my thinking from a purely military perspective. General Ray Bill must have more considerations. "Cunningham shrugged helplessly and leaned back in the chair relaxedly.