Gundam 00: Rise of China

The piercing air raid siren almost punctured the eardrums of everyone on the flagship's bridge, but even if General Mike shouted until his throat was hoarse, there were few mobile suits that could immediately intercept the charging dog.

After all, over 90% of the flag aircraft were sent by General Mike to encircle and annihilate Wang Ye, while the remaining surveillance aircraft were distributed around the entire fleet.

But where can you just arrive whenever you want?

Meanwhile, on the sea, the blue Mobike, equipped with twin rocket boosters, continued to speed along the crests of the waves, its exhaust flames carving out two churning white streaks in the sea.

On the public channel, Saches's maniacal laughter was unrestrained; this dog in the eyes of the world was already so excited that his eyes rolled back and his mouth was drooling.

Upon hearing Sacherus's laugh, General Mike in the Union fleet flagship turned as white as a corpse.

Previously, he was only thinking about how to torture and kill Xia in front of the world's cameras to establish his authority, and he bet all his resources on it without ever thinking that anyone would dare to strike at his heart.

It seems Wang Ye was planning to do just that with the Thug he was driving earlier...

"A feint to the east while attacking in the west, a siege of Wei to rescue Zhao—what else is there?"

The thought that if the aircraft carrier were sunk or the flagship were attacked would condemn him to eternal infamy in the Union military.

General Mike's mind went blank for a moment, and he trembled as he kept repeating the Eastern military strategies he knew.

He simply couldn't believe that those idiots in Taliban, and those down-on-their-luck relatives in the AEU, could pull off such ingenious tactics.

"Anti-aircraft guns! All close-in weapon systems, stop that madman!"

"More missiles! Launch them! Fire them all!"

At this point, thinking about those Eastern military strategies is meaningless. General Mike can only repeat the fixed orders, intending to use the fleet's anti-aircraft firepower to avert the worst-case scenario.

"Send the order! All the flag-bearers who were surrounding and attacking that Xia, immediately return to your positions! Get the hell back here!"

Clearly, the fleet's anti-aircraft fire network, now resembling a hedgehog, still failed to provide the bewildered General Mike with enough security. In his daze, General Mike blurted out incoherently that he wanted to add more leverage to defend his honor.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the command room changed drastically.

Now, if we let the front line retreat in a flag-like manner, wouldn't that be handing over a huge opportunity to that mercenary named Xia Ya?

The flag formations were already in complete disarray because of your orders, and Char's actions made them hesitant and their overall combat effectiveness decrease rather than increase.

At this point, they retreated, and Char Aznable pursued them with the Taliban reinforcements.

The army is about to be utterly defeated!

That's enough.

The deep voice boomed like thunder, instantly drowning out all the noise.

Unable to bear it any longer, Chief of Staff Jason stepped forward, before General Mike, who was looking pitiful with tears in his eyes, could say anything.

Despite their years of friendship, Chief of Staff Jason, whose right fist was already clenched, delivered a solid punch to the other man's cheek!

"Bang!"

After a muffled thud, General Mike collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound, completely unconscious.

The entire command center fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared in disbelief at Chief of Staff Jason, who was usually calm and reserved and always content to be a deputy.

No one expected that this kind-hearted man would make a move at this moment!

Shaking his numb knuckles, Chief of Staff Jason looked at his old friend lying on the ground with a calm expression.

Jason took a deep breath as if to calm himself down, then strode to the command post, his cold gaze sweeping across the room. He was about to start cleaning up his old friend's mess.

"From this moment forward, I shall take command of the fleet."

"The main force at the front should regroup and not waste their main forces on that mercenary named Xia."

"Pay attention to the movements of the Taliban army..."

However, before Chief of Staff Jason could finish out Union's new operational strategy...

Outside the bridge, the entire fleet's shipborne anti-aircraft fire network exploded into towering columns of water on the sea surface.

To blend in with the color of the sea, the rioters, painted blue, were already approaching the waves by making irregular, serpentine maneuvers.

Sacheron was positioned perfectly within the low-altitude detection blind spot of the ship's radar, toying with all the anti-aircraft missiles fired from the Union warships.

He even used the sea surface ripples to shake off several missiles. The occasional shrapnel from the exploding missiles grazed his armor without even scratching off a layer of paint!

Saches knew perfectly well that he didn't have the ability to stroll leisurely through a three-dimensional barrage of hundreds of machines like Char, but he did know how to deal with these cumbersome and slow-moving shipborne anti-aircraft weapons, including which missiles!

Just like playing!

He licked his chapped lips, his eyes brimming with barely suppressed excitement and fervor.

Saches laughed wildly, clearly loving the feeling of breaking order and dragging everything into chaos!

After charging into the fleet, Saxe pulled up his machine and glanced at the staggered fleet formation ahead. His gaze instantly locked onto the target he had chosen in the center of the formation.

That's the flagship!

The entire Union fleet's reputation is its most valuable and prominent target!

"Hahaha--!"

He let out another burst of unrestrained laughter, then slammed the lever to the limit and floored the accelerator, pushing the car to its absolute speed.

Like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, it lunged at its target with bared teeth and claws!

"To-li-ka!"

Inside the bridge, Chief of Staff Jason stared at the enemy, who was already visible to the naked eye, deliberately drawing out the last syllable of his voice, trying his best to maintain the composure and dignity of a senior officer, even though his uniform was already soaked with cold sweat.

He remained calm, but others could not.

"Full turn left! Full speed ahead!"

"Close-in weapon system, unleash full fire! Don't let him get close!"

Officers were shouting in alarm, the helmsman was frantically swerving the ship, and the entire bridge was in chaos.

Even if the helmsman twists the rudder to its mechanical limit, the massive ship, weighing tens of thousands of tons, emits a metallic hum of strain. How can such a large warship turn faster than the Sachers?

Like a mad dog that has caught its prey, Saches grinned and clung to the enemy flagship's course relentlessly.

To ensure accuracy, he braved sporadic artillery fire and advanced several hundred meters further until an alarm sounded in the cockpit due to the close proximity of the two sides. Only then did he grin and press the missile launch button.

In the blink of an eye, two heavy anti-ship missiles, trailing orange-red flames, slammed into the mid-section of the flagship's side like arrows released from a bow!

"boom--!!!"

The earth-shattering explosion instantly overshadowed everything.

An orange-red fireball exploded from the middle of the ship, and the scorching blast overturned ammunition boxes, spare parts, and ground crew who had no time to dodge on the deck.

A jagged gash was torn open in the thick special armor, and a thick column of smoke, accompanied by surging flames, shot straight into the sky, instantly engulfing half of the island superstructure.

The violent shaking caused everyone on the bridge to stagger, most of the display screens shattered, and the out-of-control alarms blared deafeningly.

Holding onto the command platform, Chief of Staff Jason managed to stand steadily. Looking out the window at the towering flames, his face was so ashen that it looked like it could drip water.

Just two missiles, and a mercenary like a mad dog.

Then, right in front of a full-gravity audience, the invincible majesty of the Union fleet was completely shattered!

Seeing this, Wang Ye, who was still playing with the flag high in the sky, looked up at the direction of the fleet, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask.

Graham, hovering on the outskirts of the battlefield, stood frozen in place, staring at the flagship billowing with thick smoke in the distance. His fingertips, gripping the control stick, were icy cold.

On the Taliban coastline, those who witnessed everything erupted in thunderous cheers.

From the moment Saschais crossed the sea, from the second the missile hit the flagship, the entire war situation in Taliban changed.

Everything is playing out according to Wang Ye's score, and it will continue to play out.