Gundam Fire Still

The fist had been unconsciously squeezed, "Ardis! Maximum power to the engine room. Lower the bow! angle of dip

60!"

Interrupting the main gun's aiming process, the command that sounded unwarranted stunned the entire bridge, and the momentary slowness made him feel an indescribable sense of irritation and anger.

"Line barrel guns, give me a shot!" Mu, who felt the same trembling sensation, gazed at his opponent with eyes that almost spewed fire across the void of the universe and several layers of armored plates, knowing that the strange, fatalistic opponent was also watching him, and perhaps hearing him, though he didn't know how, but this time, it's me who's winning!

==== Here's the author's dividing line ==========

One modification, the previously mentioned PLANT importing iron ore from Earth will be changed to importing steel, although both look very... Hilarious. Because even if you import iron ore, you can't make steel, because that would still require a lot of coal. To avoid such hilarious things as transporting coal and iron ore by ship and rocket, let's just import steel. (sweat)

This correction needs to be made thanks to the giant ship and cannon party man Sgt. Sang.

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16. united fight back (II)

Note: This chapter title could be interpreted in some way as a tribute to Remiret-kun. Above.

While the ship or MS being flown was always different, or even already of a different era, the quadrilateral stars looking out of the strike channel opening were always similar.

The stars lay quietly in the center of the main screen, and as the acceleration impact that came from behind cut the stars into some sort of regular shape, the passage opening was instantly thrown far back while the starry sky spread out in front remained distant.

"Enemy ships to the rear, MS strike confirmed, number, 3, type, X-series......."

Along with the radar officer's voice, the lower panel was also marked with three approaching medium red dots via data link, and in the other direction of the panel, the teenager's airframe had entered an impending intersecting course with the enemy aircraft that *had* been attacking since.

"Good luck, O teenager." With that wish in his mind, Carl pointed his aiming star in the direction of the three enemy planes coming in and stepped on the pedal.

Fingers tapped on the side of the joystick, the programmed operating modes had been loaded throughout the system

Strike program, over.

Cosmic Battle Mode, online

FCS (Firearms Control System) link establishment

Beam rifle, 76 mm heavy assault machine gun, identification complete

The safety mechanism is deactivated to semi-auto targeting mode.

Although not yet at optimal firing range, there was no air resistance in the universe to interfere, and the range of any weapon could be considered almost infinite; relying on the data link from the mothership and the trajectory corrections made by the onboard computer, the right hand tapped on the joystick and the 76mm line of fire, laced with tracer rounds, flew in the direction of the pre-determined target. Then the jets on the side of the fuselage were activated and Ginn began to traverse to one side.

He didn't expect the shot, which was almost at the limit of range, to hit the target, but it was enough to estimate the opponent's combat pattern by the reaction they made, and those X-series equipped beam rifles had a longer effective range than the machine guns that fired solid rounds.

As expected, several green particle beams in return came from the front, but the opponent's triangular formation was only slightly scattered for a moment before it was once again aligned, but judging from the data at the bottom of the screen, the opponent's three machines had once again increased their advance speed. It seemed that the other party had a rather cautious fellow, Karl made a judgment in his heart. He would rather see a cautious opponent in the current situation than a few frothing heads bent on assault.

Covering the mothership should be fought to avoid entanglement around the mothership, and when the opponent was already close enough to the mothership, even in an entanglement, the enemy would have leeway to fire at the mothership, and conversely, the defenders would be hamstrung by the need to avoid accidentally injuring the mothership, and the mothership would have trouble bringing out its self-defense firepower in order to avoid accidentally injuring friendly forces entangled with the enemy aircraft. It is also inappropriate to be too far away from the mothership, because without her firepower, the enemy's planes, which are outnumbered and outgunned, will not be able to sustain themselves for long. Facing a cautious attacker, it is not a difficult task to keep the engagement at a medium distance and then stall for some time.

However, that teenager's side seems to be worth worrying about.

Meanwhile, the bridge of the Archangel

"The rear MS3s are all in range.

In a firefight with our Ginn."

"Damn, with Ginn's performance..."

"Balkan gun intercept mode, anti-aircraft missile.

Shoot! How long before the main cannon is charged with energy?"

"Twenty seconds to go, already set in maximum diffusion mode."

"Ahead, take evasive action!"

"Wow, did you even use the main gun?"

The calls of his teammates came over the radio, and the teenager pushed the joystick lightly, and the airframe shifted violently sideways, giving way past the greenish-colored, storm-like stream of heavy particles that was coming in. But the white-haired teenager in the cockpit of the X102,Duel Gundam had filled with rage. Just one Ginn, just one Ginn, but with the cover of fire from the battleship, it was flying around like a pesky fly in the midst of three new types of aircraft. I thought it only had a 76mm heavy machine gun, but I was almost hit by the green particle beam that suddenly appeared, although I was able to avoid the attack that the PS armor could not defend against by using the rescue fire from my teammates and my own superhuman reaction, as a result, I was hit by two light anti-aircraft missiles from the battleship in the back. The energy made him roar over the public comm channel. But that opponent didn't say a word, just kept drawing trails in the void that weren't smooth, but were enough to evade the cross-fire beams, interspersed with the occasional backfire of 76mm fire. Hell, he was well aware that these solid rounds were enough to be defended by PS armor, but at the same time consumed the limited energy of the body, and if he avoided them, he would not only miss a possible attack, but also consume the same limited jet fuel, irritation building in his mind and the speed of the trigger in his hand increasing unintentionally.

"Itzhak, you go support Aslan, we'll be enough here." Such instructions came from his teammate, forcing down his irritation, the teenager turned his plane around and left the still evasive Ginn behind.

The battlefield where the MS were engaging each other was still some distance away from the ship, but the sudden lockdown alert bounced off the Archangel's electronic console screen.

"Forward NASCAR class laser targeting! We are locked down." The Radar Officer's voice was a momentary shock to the not-so-professional members of the bridge who had been distracted by the MS entanglement

"Prepare to launch 'Lohengrin'! Target, NASCAR class ahead!" The first to respond was Ensign Bucky Lulu in the CIC position.

"Slow down! Captain Vlada's 'Zero' is approaching! If we fire the sun-electron buster cannon now...."

"It's too dangerous! Our side will be attacked if we don't fire!"

"Don't shoot! --All ships take evasive action!"

The fragile chain of command came to a standstill for a moment, both sides had good reasons for their orders and the bridge crew, which was interspersed with a number of civilians, momentarily forgot the supremacy of the command sequence.

"There's no need to evade this early, go into ready to fire procedure first, at least scare them with laser targeting, and then manually correct the aim point and fire after Captain Vladar has disengaged." The old man's steady voice broke the silence that lasted just under half a second.

"Understood," the Captain and CIC were in unison for a split second.

"Report, Captain Blake's communications, requesting a magnetic rail gun launch in three seconds to coordinates X20,,Y457, position Z78."

"There it is?"

"The raid and two other planes are getting into close combat near the location."

"Understood, launch after avoiding the predicted trajectory of the raid."

Carl kept his right trigger all the way to the bottom, and a long line of fire shot off into the distance, and a magnetic rail shell from another angle that showed bright yellow pointed straight into the same corner of the void, where there was a sudden flash of jet light, followed by a burst of heat, and he knew that it was a high explosive round that had hit its target. But the cockpit proximity alarm sounded at the same time, catching this Ginn firing off into the distance, the dark MS already advancing to the side.

Pressing the pedal on the other side, the machine began to counter-jet, and another small button on the side of the joystick was pressed. The emptied 76mm magazine ejected forward, hanging the machine gun back to its waist while the beam saber was already held firmly in the robot's grip.

White knuckle warfare mode loading

ESX01 Beam Saber Activation

The lightsabers intersect, and the main screen is shown, identified as X207

The black body of the Speedy Gundam, the light blade popping out of the right wrist's attack shield was being deflected by the beam saber in Ginn's hand. The side of the screen had popped up with the heat level of the beam saber, he wasn't about to compare the heat resistance of his lightsaber with his opponent, Ginn kicked forward with his left leg, shutting the lightsaber down as the impact of his body was felt, and the pedal of the counter jet was slammed to the floor.

The light blade that had lost its hindrance cut down viciously under its original operation, but its target was already out of the range of the cut with the powerful reaction force of dozens of tons of iron clashing against each other. Despite the double impact of the reaction force and the G-force of the counterjet, Ginn still raised the rifle in his other hand and triggered the beam downwards. With the adjuster's keen reaction, the tapping shield that had just detached from the decapitation's momentum had also instantly blocked the front of the machine.

distant place

The main engines that had been silent for so long in their silent drift were ignited once more, and the orange MA trailed a jet of light as it struck at the massive hull above, which began a slow roll, and a conspicuous heat source appeared without warning below on the ship's radar screen. The only two remaining wire cannons struck a series of sparks in the belly of the stern, the blue hull lay like a wall across the center of the scope, and it seemed to be pressing down hard. Just as it seemed to be crashing down, Mu gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger until the high-capacity capacitor powering the linear gun sounded a dripping alarm that meant energy drain. Then a cable with an anchor tip was pinned to the hull, and the MA drew a semicircle in the air along with it.

Smaller explosions appeared on the black takedown shield as particle beams flew away from Xunlei's raised shield. Seemingly ignoring Xunlei at this point, Ginn turned and streaked away, the belated support barrage from the Storm Gundam merely sweeping past the spot where Ginn had been only seconds before.