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Chapter 242 The First Battle of the Great Counterattack of Glory

Chapter 242 The First Battle of the Great Counterattack Honor

Author: Fighting repeatedly

Chapter 242 The First Battle of the Great Counterattack Honor

"Sir, what should we do now?" He didn't bother to persuade his leader, throwing his hat on the ground was a serious matter. He also had a ZAFT badge on it.

The adjutant held the handle and looked anxiously at the scene outside and asked repeatedly.

Just as I was enjoying my majestic fleet, the sudden dense beam attack instantly sank several outer warships.

Then, attacks like a storm came one after another.

Because there is no gravity of the earth circle and no so-called air friction, in the vacuum environment of the universe, in addition to a very small number of artificial garbage, there are also planetary gravel.

The beam attack is almost a straight line, so even without the test firing before the shelling, the Eighth Army's shelling hit rate is quite high.

In addition, for the United Army, they are really professional in firing artillery.

With less than a year of time and a joint army, it can be said that it is more or less a real person in his hands.

"What should I do?" The commander roared with wide eyes. "Notify the entire army to avoid it! Avoid!"

In fact, it is not necessary for him to say that the coordinator has such a high IQ, and there will be no fools who are still stunned and beaten when they are attacked.

Long before he gave the order, many warship commanders had already begun emergency avoidance.

But the effect can only be described as hahaha.

No matter how they avoid it, the movement speed of the warship is definitely not as fast as the beam.

Then we must also consider the surrounding warships to avoid being sunk by the timid and dared to sank the joint army, which was as timid as a mouse, and would only dare to fire cold guns from afar, and then sank its friendly forces.

The evasion of the ZAFT warship is bound to be too big. In addition, when it encounters the Eighth Army commanded by Tessa, it is better to cut off the enemy than to hurt ten fingers.

As the coordinates of the scouts hidden around the enemy continued to be transmitted, they were covered with bombardment.

"We can't continue like this." My heart was bleeding, and it was impossible to talk about the wealthy and powerful United Army.

The adjutant looked at the warships that were constantly turning into fire groups outside. "Commander, it is not easy for us new humans to gather such a fleet. If this continues, we will suffer too much loss!"

"I know!" The cheeks were shaking, it was so angry.

The commander stepped on the hat that had been thrown on the ground before, and his chest kept rising and falling.

"Order the NASCAR-class high-speed warships at the forefront to assault in the direction of the enemy's attack! All escort MSs act with the warships!"

"Ah!" stared at the commander in disbelief, and the adjutant said. "Isn't that."

"Is there any other way now? Is the entire army pressing over?" He stared at the adjutant who raised objections fiercely. This commander who could be entrusted with important tasks by Chairman Sarah also knew the consequences of doing so.

He explained weakly. "As the entire army pressed for such a long distance, the natural person's fleet would retreat and maintain such a distance, we would not have the power to fight back at all."

"The same is true for the entire army to retreat. Those cunning bastards will definitely chase us like maggots attached to bones, constantly eating up our huge beast, and wait until we don't have enough strength to fight back."

"The result was that they were swallowed in one bite, so that's the case."

A tear of annoyance flowed down the corner of the adjutant's eyes, kite tactics, a tactical term commonly found in many competitive games.

The Yuan cavalry tactics that were born from the history of the old century swept the world.

No need to explain, the adjutant is actually clear.

It was useless to say more about things at this point. After receiving the commander's order, he also knew his mission. The warship that was pointed to the name slowly drove out of the queue.

Along with it is the escort MS, who is like the knight sprinting towards the windmill in the atmosphere of the wind and cold wind.

In order to cover the evacuation of the large fleet behind him and to protect the PLANT homeland from being compromised, this spectacular fleet must successfully return to the homeland in any case.

"Remember today's shame." After all, the commander picked up a hat with a footprint on the ground and patted it gently.

He put his military cap on his head and straightened it. A standard ZAFT military salute, the commander saluted to the fleet advancing under the fire, and he said to the dejected adjutant beside him.

"It is necessary to figure out why the United Army can know our coordinates so clearly."

"We obviously searched around repeatedly, but we didn't find any enemy troops that had turned on the mirage system."

"Yes!" said loudly as the adjutant choked and bowed.

"Captain Tessa, front line news." After a few steps, Strangen walked back from the communications officer and stood back next to the silver-haired girl.

"The other party sent a high-speed fleet to kill, and there were many MSs accompanying him."

"Thank you, Major Strongen." The cherry lips opened lightly, and Lady Tessa sat upright in the command seat. "Didn't this be known early in the morning?"

"I inform the entire army to retreat slowly, keep a distance and sink all enemy ships first, consume the number of enemy MS to the maximum extent, and let the MS troops of our army come forward in the end."

"It also allows the young men who drive MS to gain some experience up close. We are not the key to determining the outcome."

"Where is the real place of decisive battle in the Alaska battlefield in the Earth Circle."

Yes, as Tessa said, the Eighth Army is just a coordinated battle, and the real thing is important to look at the Alaska battlefield.

Under the baptism of countless missiles within five minutes, the ZAFT sea surface power on the outer sea was almost completely lost.

A very small number of warships favored by the goddess of luck seem extremely bleak on the empty sea.

They are very lonely. Compared with the bustling appearance before, they are really desolate now.

Also within the three lines of defense on the periphery of Alaska, which they had captured, most of the coordinators were proud of becoming scrap iron.

"Medical Soldier! Save people! Come quickly!"

"Damn natural persons, how dare they, how dare they!"

"What should I do? Should I retreat? Or continue to attack?"

"Retreat? Where are you going to retreat if you are gone?"

The public communication channel of the ZAFT offensive troops almost exploded, wailing, scolding, and being at a loss.

All kinds of meaningless shouts filled all the channels.

If everything is in chaos, everything is in chaos. Losing the fleet outside the sea means that they have lost supplies and lost their way out.

What is the battle against modern warfare? Supply, supply, or supply!

Ammunition is needed? Is it necessary to start MS? Many soldiers are hungry until now.

Even if there is emergency food in the cockpit, how long can it take?

Even if they are coordinators who claim to be the new human beings, they still have to have a meal, right?

At this time, even if you have great prestige on weekdays, it will not work in front of soldiers in the camp roaring state.

Before the official attack of the Joint Army arrived, the morale of the ZAFT soldiers here had fallen to the bottom and became scattered soldiers with no organization to speak of.

"I'm Rhodes Gibrille! Blue cosmos soldiers are in front and ordinary soldiers are in the back. The bayonet is unsheathed, and the whole army is attacking!"

Such a great opportunity, whether it is Rhodes or the commanders of East Asia or Mao Xiong's family, they are not blind, and they are the first to issue the general attack order.

"For the blue and pure sky!"

The figure of Torukis, driven by Rhodes, who was the first to charge out of the hidden point, was inspired by the figure of Torukis.

With a shout, the blue cosmos troops, who were determined to fight, followed closely.

"General Cao, is it really my responsibility?" Qiliner Li Xingke asked.

"Let's start." replied with certainty, and the East Asian commander, who was called General Cao, nodded and said.

"Okay." He was deeply excited by this sense of honor and made up his mind to deliver a satisfactory answer on the battlefield.

Li Xingke exhaled a breath of turbid air, then connected to the communication channel of the entire army, and he shouted, "I'm East Asia!"

"Magnificent!" He was responding to the shouts of the soldiers of the East Asian Army who were shaking the world.

"I'm East Asia!" shouted again, and Li Xingke, who had always been calm, almost shouted out loud.

"Wan Sheng!" Once again, the voices of the whole world resounded throughout the earth.

"I'm East Asia!" Finally, a purple Torukis, who was called a divine tiger by Li Xing, rushed into the blue sky.

"Kill!" The tide of yellowish tide, the grayish-white Ayalitz in the air rushed to Alaska.

"The Lucians are invincible on the battlefield!" Without a word of nonsense, the commander of Damao said to all his subordinates with a distinctive feature. "Vodka and Natasha are waiting for you in their hometown, Ula!"

"Ula!!!"
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