Gundam 00: Rise of China

The arc of light from the collision between the plasma sword and the GN longsword was still lingering in mid-air when Graham's offensive began to pour down like a torrential rain.

Graham, entrusted with all the hopes of Chief of Staff Jason, was there for the future of the Union army and to prevent the Union's majestic banner from falling.

Determined to fulfill that expectation, he completely abandoned all distracting thoughts, without any probing or back-and-forth tug-of-war.

The flag-style was manipulated to its extreme by Graham, with MA and MS forms constantly switching at high speed.

Graham's unique continuous transformation maneuverability was pushed to its limit, as he desperately wanted to take down the enemy in the shortest amount of time!

He used the flag-style linear rifle to close in and fire in short bursts, blocking any escape routes. He used the plasma sword to slip through the gaps in the armor whenever he had the chance, and even used the defensive stick as a blunt weapon for surprise attacks.

Used to smash any part of the Exia Gundam in front of it.

This is a desperate, reckless tactic that disregards losses; it's a gamble that pushes the machine's performance to its limits.

Faced with Graham's frantic attack, Setsuna, inside the Gundam Exia, frowned more and more deeply.

In reality, his skill level was already struggling to keep up with the opponent's aggressive attacks. He was only maintaining his undefeated status by relying on the performance of the Gundam Exia and the characteristics of GN particles.

To be honest, being outmaneuvered by the opponent using technology made Setsuna feel very bad, because it made him feel unworthy of Gundam Exia.

But reality doesn't offer "what ifs".

Gundam Exia's armor withstood most of the enemy's attacks, and its GN Drive always managed to create a fatal distance at the last second.

No matter how dense or how tricky Graham's attacks were, Gundam Exia stood firm and protected Setsuna.

"Just a little bit more... just a little bit more!"

Graham, unable to break through after a long and arduous attack, gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging painfully.

They had clearly overwhelmed their opponent, and every sword strike was just a hair's breadth away from hitting a vital point.

"Damn it, Gundam! Gundam!"

Graham, in the flag pose, roared, strained, and squeezed out the last bit of strength from his body.

However, the barrier called "physical generation gap" stood there like a wall of sighs, which Graham could not overcome no matter how hard he tried.

Even so, it is a fact that Graham blocked the Gundam, which was still a shot in the arm for the Flag pilot.

"Captain Graham has blocked the Gundam!"

"We still have a chance!"

"Don't give up! We are the invincible Union army!"

Amidst the rapidly retreating flag formation, sporadic cheers erupted as many, with tears in their eyes, mustered their courage again, attempting to use this momentum to push the battle line back.

Let's take the victory back.

Unfortunately, this glimmer of hope ultimately failed to illuminate the Union army's path forward and quickly faded away.

No matter how strong Graham is, he's still just one person.

He could stop one Gundam Exia, but no one could stop the other five.

Wang Ye, using the alias Xia Ya, maneuvered the Red Thugs across the front lines. Wherever the Taliban army was on the verge of collapse, there Wang Ye would be there.

Sacheron's brown mech clung to the edge of the battlefield, reaping lone flag-like creatures and laughing maniacally as he enjoyed the atmosphere of war.

Piris's thug-style unit, combined with Anura's mech, didn't seem to have any particularly outstanding performance, but their steady and reliable approach, with one attacking and the other defending, actually made them a formidable force.

A considerable achievement!

Even Patrick, who was frustrated by the Exia Gundam, couldn't fight against Gundams using the flag-style hand-held attack.

It was a great relief, and it proved that I truly deserved the title of ace.

Thus, with the strength of these five men, the Taliban army, under the command of Wang Ye, who finally began to give orders in every detail, infiltrated, cut off, and encircled the enemy.

The darkest hour for the Union Army in the Taliban campaign has arrived, and the morale gained by Graham in the fighting has vanished...

"Sachs, lead the third and seventh squadrons straight to the enemy fleet's main camp."

Sensing the opportunity for victory, Wang Ye called out to Saches, who was still enjoying himself.

"Focus on taking down those aircraft carriers; without them, these flag carriers will have no way out."

"The old soldiers will panic."

"receive!"

Saches chuckled excitedly, his malicious gaze falling on the fleet of warships floating on the sea.

He licked his lips, he was almost falling in love with Char. He was truly a man who understood him better than his parents!

Meanwhile, in the command center of the Union fleet's new flagship, Chief of Staff Jason stared intently at the battle situation in the sky.

Then, glancing at the casualty ratio of over 30%, he clenched his fist and muttered something under his breath.

"Still not working? Graham has done his best!"

"chief of staff……"

At this moment, an officer next to him spoke in a trembling voice.

"I know."

Interrupting the officer's words, Chief of Staff Jason wasn't blind; he naturally saw the enemy troops rushing towards them, led by Sacher.

Looking up, Chief of Staff Jason glanced at everyone in the command room and made a difficult but necessary and correct decision.

"Pass down the order: the entire army will take turns providing cover and retreat towards the homeland to rendezvous with the subsequent reinforcement fleet."

"I will take full responsibility for commanding this battle."

"After returning to China, I will stand in the court of military tribunal."

After he finished speaking, the command room fell into dead silence.

Everyone knew that retreating meant admitting defeat, shattering the myth of Union's invincibility, and most likely ending Jason's military career.

But that's how people are; no one voiced any objection. Everyone stood at attention, solemnly saluting Chief of Staff Jason.

With defeat already inevitable, Chief of Staff Jason took all the blame and saved everyone...

Just as Chief of Staff Jason took a deep breath, preparing to formally issue the retreat order, the radar on the bridge suddenly emitted a piercing long beep.

"Report! A second Gundam has been spotted at high altitude! It's rapidly approaching!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up at the sky outside, where another Gundam with a dark green paint job appeared!

Lockon Stratos, Gundam Virtue, arrives on the battlefield at this moment!

Unlike Mosa, who hesitated for a long time on the battlefield, Lockon did not hesitate at all when he arrived at the scene.

Looking at the Union flags, now showing signs of defeat on the battlefield, and at the Union fleets that had once swaggered around the gravity field, Lockon, his eyes cold, pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A thick GN beam ripped through the sky, killing countless Flagships along its path, before finally landing on an unfortunate warship in the Union fleet.

Amidst the deafening explosion, the warship became a new breeding ground for sea creatures.

Lockon's continued attack seemed to be the final straw that broke the camel's back.

The Union army was finally in utter despair, because the second Gundam had also made its move against Union!

Looking out the window at the exploding fireball, Chief of Staff Jason closed his eyes and exhaled a heavy breath.

Celestials, high-ranking members of Union...

Shaking his head, forcing himself not to think about these issues right now, Chief of Staff Jason thought with a bittersweet smile.

Now that's settled. Even the most stubborn diehards in the army probably won't be able to utter a single word about fighting again.

"Issue the order to retreat."

When he opened his eyes again, Chief of Staff Jason's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Full speed evacuation."

Instantly, his order was transmitted throughout the entire army via the communication channel.

There was no questioning, no argument.

Everyone did as instructed.