Chapter 117 Tessa after entering the state

Author: Fighting repeatedly

Chapter 117 Tessa after entering the state

The so-called box formation is just like its name.

It was just as if Rhodes' White Trojan did not exist, and there was no contact or tactical arrangement before the war.

Watching the huge Eighth Fleet lined up in low-Earth orbit, they were all set up in a box.

The Nelson-class battleship was outside, the Drake-class frigate filled the gaps, the air-couple and the Archangel hid in the middle and the end.

"After all this admiral has embarked on such a path of success."

Rod said in the cockpit of Torukis to Tessa who asked himself what to do next.

"Mr. Gibrill, does the White Trojan need to contact the admiral on its own initiative? Should it join their formation or act independently."

Although I don't understand why Rhodes seemed to be saying that the box-shaped formation that Halberton put on seemed to be a wrong decision.

After all, in Tessa's own opinion, based on the combat power ratio between the enemy and us, such a choice is not outstanding, but it is also an extremely safe approach.

However, she was not interested in intrigues and other things, and did not directly ask Rhodes for the reasons, but continued to ask about the White Trojan's next action policy.

"Let the White Trojan fly to the front of the Eighth Fleet, even if the admiral doesn't like us."

"But we still fight this headline, and the differences between factions should not use the lives of the soldiers as bargaining chips."

From my memory, I already know what the final end of the Eighth Fleet would be without them intervening.

Rhodes generously said that with his own joining this battle, no matter which admiral will happen after the war, but this victory must be won, and the blue cosmos will also win the first prize!

"Admiral, the little Colonel Gibrill, who was blue cosmos, rushed to the front of the formation with his warship."

On the flagship of the Agamemnon-class air-couple, the Eighth Fleet, Halbaton's adjutant looked at his own Shangguan with a deep face.

Since this was the admiral on the Archangel before, he was called Rhodes, so as an adjutant, he naturally had to follow his preferences.

After pondering for a moment, the admiral looked at the fact that he did not assign a task, but ran to the most dangerous position, the white Trojan with blue cosmos.

"It's okay, just go there. Although they don't like them, they can still believe in their fighting will. Since they want to show themselves, let them perform well!"

Finally, he asked a question with concern.

"Where is the Archangel? It's really staying at the end of the formation, right?"

On the Archangel, who was being talked about by the admiral, I just learned that Rhodes and the others were heading to the front, and Mary and Bucky Lulu on the bridge were also surprised.

"Rod Gibrill and the others will..."

Because of the mentor, it is understandable that the Eighth Fleet protects the Archangel and attacks Gundam.

But why did Rhodes, as competitors, also make such a move?

Logically speaking, after escorting the ship and the Eighth Fleet, they can leave directly.

Afterwards, no one accused them of escaping at the last minute, and there was no need to stand in the most dangerous place.

"..." Bucky Lulu could not answer Mary's question. Compared to their bravery, she was hiding at the end and was like a deserter.

During the voyage, the Ob satellite was gone, the military fortresses of the Eurasian Federation were gone, and the advance teams were gone.

It seems...Bakilulu, as a soldier, cannot avoid a problem even if she doesn't want to admit it.

That is, they have never resisted head-on toward the ZAFT army once.

In any state, they are either running away or preparing to escape.

"Mr. Gibrill and the others..."

Grasping the joystick, Rikira, who attacked Gundam's cockpit, looked at the battlefield situation and images transferred.

"That boy is so confident?"

In the subtle mentality, the old man muttered to himself, and he still held a straw in his mouth and held it tightly for every minute, trying hard to replenish his physical strength.

"Captain Kruze is the warship carrying a new type of unknown body, and they are at the forefront of the joint army."

Before driving from the bridge, I had already been repaired.

Cruze, who was called by the captain's chair, stared at the white Trojan horse with a very conspicuous look on his face.

"Aslan, don't pull the hindrance!"

He heard the details of the previous battle from his mouth.

Yizhak attached great importance to the battle, but he still teased Chairman Sarah's son in his family without forgiving words.

Without answering his comrade's stinky mouth, he sat in the cockpit, quietly waiting for the bridge's attack order, Aslan only cared about one thing.

Kira, will you show up on the battlefield?

"Rod Gibril! Torukis set out!"

"Cain Brando! Team Taurus attack!"

By the time the ZAFT army warship was slowly approaching, it had arrived at the periphery of the critical line, and it was also the boundary of the maximum attack distance of the White Trojan Horse.

The MAs in the Eighth Fleet began to fly out of their respective battleships one after another.

Rhode, who has been waiting for this battle, set off!

The whole body is white, with only a touch of red on top of his head followed by six Taurus, which had changed into flight mode, and the battle was about to break out.

"Captain, you can start."

Standing behind his back with his hands behind his back, Major Strogen lowered his head and suggested, just like Madukas, the current captain's former adjutant.

His eyes were dazed and he almost called out the name of the adjutant who had been following him.

Tessa stared at the major's face in a daze, then retracted her attention and said.

"Open the gun door, the whole ship enters combat mode, and the bridge sinks!"

"Open the gun door, the whole ship enters combat mode, and the bridge sinks!"

Stand upright as the deputy captain, Stralongen repeated Tessa's orders.

This scene once again evoked some memories on the Danou Son, and his right hand rolled his hair to the end.

Tessa's eyes, who had already become familiar with the performance of the White Trojan, had changed as if she was to Danou's Son.

"The distance between 7100, GREEN, 35MARK21, and DELTA is reduced in sequence by 5,580MM electric charge particle guns first, and the MEGA particle gun is replenished."

Hearing Tessa's firm and calm command, Strongen quickly repeated confirmation, and at the same time, he was in his mind, aiming at the weapon parameters and the enemy ship on the target.

I have to say that his eyes also changed a little bit. This 16-year-old girl does have a few tricks.

Because the above series of parameters can be explained in human terms.

Activate an attack towards an enemy ship whose distance is 7100 in the lower left corner horizontal coordinate 35.21, and each attack coordinate moves 5 to the lower left side simultaneously.

The reason why we specifically require the 5-stop sync to the lower left is that we consider the most comfortable position of the warship to avoid attacks.

The first to win the lead. When both sides each set up their formation, released MS and MA, the attack on the white Trojan cut through the sky and flew straight towards the target.

"Are natural people stupid? At such a long distance, even an attack warship cannot hit it, right?"

Driving the duel Gundam with a chic maneuver, he was almost hit by a thick and large beam of light on the white Trojan.

After avoiding this threat, he looked at the White Trojan who launched the attack with disdain and mocked.

"Izhak dodges! Attack more than once!"

Just when he relaxed his vigilance and ridiculed Tessa's attack as he was doing useless work.

Like Aslan, his own good friend Diego suddenly shouted in the public communication channel.

"What!"

He was busy manipulating MS again to avoid it. Seeing that he almost hit his second attack this time, Yizhak had a cold sweat.

"Did you attack me on the other side?"

I have never seen him hit MS with the main gun of a warship, and shook his hair that was wet because of sweat.

Then, with the help of the ventilation function in the helmet, he quickly drained the excess water, and he said to himself in fear.

"No." Aslan turned around and looked at his battleship, which had already emitted thick black smoke before the battle could be fought.

"You just had bad luck and flew on the attack route, but the new white warship on the other side had a strong commander!"

It is certain that you are strong, but you are calm.

Tessa, who entered the state, was freely directing the white Trojan horse, quietly waiting for the next selected target to enter its hunting space.
Chapter completed!