Inside the Genesis Gundam cockpit
Felix pressed the backward pedal, and the Genesis Gundam effortlessly evaded the attack by moving rearward.
While in motion, Felix gripped the control sticks with both hands and adjusted them leftward, causing the retreating Genesis Gundam to continue moving diagonally backward to the left.
Attacks coming from behind were also easily dodged.
The Genesis Gundam deployed its Whale Plasma Cluster Beam Cannons, and the two beam cannons fired a sandwich beam.
Three Strike Daggers ahead were instantly pierced.
Watching the flames rise from the explosions, Felix continued to maneuver the Genesis Gundam into movement.
During rapid movement
The two Sailfish Railguns on the Genesis Gundam's waist deployed.
Two projectiles were fired at extreme speed.
The high-velocity projectiles struck two Strike Daggers ahead, their tough armor proving fragile at this moment. As the armor shattered, the projectiles tore through.
Following the projectiles, the two Strike Daggers exploded.
Inside the Genesis Gundam cockpit
Felix deeply pressed the forward pedal while simultaneously tapping command buttons with his fingers.
The Genesis Gundam advanced at high speed while performing a rolling maneuver.
Through left and right rolling shifts, the incoming beams were effortlessly avoided.
Charging up to two Strike Daggers, the Genesis Gundam drew the beam saber from its waist.
A flash of light swept through the airspace.
The two Strike Daggers were sliced in half at the waist.
After completing this, the Genesis Gundam turned, blocking with its shield in front of its chest.
The incoming beams were deflected.
The beam saber was returned to its sheath, and the beam rifle on the rear skirt armor was picked up, firing a single shot.
The Strike Dagger that had just attempted a sneak attack from behind was blown apart.
After this shot, the Genesis Gundam moved to the left.
While moving, the Genesis Gundam turned right, and the beam rifle fired again.
Under the fire attack, one Strike Dagger was directly destroyed.
Thurman watched the situation on the battlefield, his face darkening. Landon, observing the Commander's expression, obediently remained silent.
The silence persisted for a while before Thurman initiated a communication.
After two beeps, the communication was connected.
"What is it?"
Richard's voice came through the speaker.
Hearing his superior's voice, Thurman inquired of Richard.
"Commander, may I ask where the MS squadron under Mr. Li has gone?""
Hearing the question about this matter, Richard sighed, his voice carrying a tone of helplessness.
"They have already followed Mr. Director and evacuated the Ptolemy Military Base.""
Thurman was taken aback upon hearing this, then asked in surprise.
"They were taken away?"
Richard nodded lightly and confirmed in response.
"They were taken away."
Hearing such a confirmed answer, Thurman asked no further. Seeing that Thurman had no more questions, Richard then inquired of him.
"Thurman, is there a problem on the front lines?"
Looking at Richard, Thurman sighed, his voice tinged with pessimism.
"Commander, I used nearly three hundred MS units to besiege the Sword of Damocles, yet we still haven't managed to eliminate that guy.
Moreover, he has inflicted significant damage on the besieging forces!"
Upon hearing this, Richard fell silent.
Seeing his silent superior, Thurman knew that his superior had no better solution either; otherwise, he wouldn't remain so quiet.
Taking a deep breath, Thurman adjusted his emotions and spoke.
"Commander, my apologies for disturbing you."
After uttering these brief words, Thurman ended the communication.
Ptolemy Military Base
Base Commander's Office
Richard watched the terminated communication, leaned back in his chair, and lightly tapped his fingers on the desk.
A moment later, Richard initiated a communication.
As soon as it connected, Williams' face appeared on the communication screen.
Williams' voice came through the speaker.
"What is it?"
"Commander, could you transfer the MS squad under Director Azrael's control to us?"
Looking at Williams, Richard proposed his idea.
Upon hearing this, Williams immediately felt troubled. After a moment of silence, he spoke.
"Those individuals are part of Director Azrael's private forces, not under the Earth Alliance Forces' jurisdiction. I don't have the authority to transfer them for you."
Hearing this, Richard asked with a glimmer of hope.
"Is there no way at all?"
Seeing the trace of hope and anticipation on Richard's face, Williams pursed his lips and said.
"I'll do my best to arrange it for you."
With that, Williams ended the communication.
After the communication ended, Williams pressed a button on the communicator, initiating another call.
"What is it?"
Moonenidy's voice came through the speaker.
Hearing the leader's voice, Williams voiced his idea.
After considering the proposal, Moonenidy pondered it carefully. Williams watched the leader's thoughtful expression and waited quietly for a response.
The silence lasted a few seconds before Moonenidy snapped back to attention and addressed Williams.
"I understand."
After uttering these brief words, Moonenidy ended the communication.
Atlantic Federation Leader's Residence
Leader's Office
After ending the communication with Williams, Moonenidy contacted Azrael.
Near Earth's Orbit
Aboard the Dominion
Azrael's Room
Azrael answered the communication, his expression cold as he looked at Moonenidy on the screen.
"What is it?"
"Director, may I ask a favor of you?"
Hearing Moonenidy's respectful tone, Azrael replied indifferently.
"Just say it directly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Moonenidy's request followed.
"Director Azrael, could you place the MS squad under your command at the disposal of the Earth Alliance Forces?"
Upon hearing this, Azrael glanced impassively at Moonenidy, lightly tapping his fingers on the armrest.
After a long pause, Azrael nodded to Moonenidy.
"No problem, but this matter must wait until I return to Earth."
Having achieved the desired outcome, Moonenidy breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, his face breaking into an ingratiating smile as he spoke in a sycophantic tone.
"Thank you for your generous support!"
Listening to these so-called thanks, Azrael ended the communication indifferently.
After terminating the communication, Azrael turned to look at a picture on the wall—an image of a PLANT Colony Satellite.
Gazing at the PLANT Colony Satellite, Azrael's eyes filled with ruthless determination as he spoke in a voice devoid of humanity.
"PLANT? The next time I return to space will mark your annihilation."
As he spoke, Azrael's eyes blazed with hatred, his voice dripping with venom.
"Coordinators deserve nothing but death!"
The battlefield where both sides clashed
Inside the Genesis Gundam cockpit
Aric's inquiry came through the communicator's speaker.
"Captain, how are you holding up?"
Felix maneuvered the Genesis Gundam to evade an attack before responding.
"I'm doing just fine here, no problems at all." As he spoke, Felix countered with a question of his own. "Are there issues on other fronts?"
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