Great, we're doomed now!

"The base has well-preserved fortifications and escape routes, so choosing this route is naturally the safest option."

However, if anyone has lingering attachments, or is simply unwilling to accept defeat, they can stay and fight alongside me—Kusei Hakami, the pilot of the [Gundam Bayeri]!

It's him?

Isn't the pilot of Gundam Lord Agnica?

This statement brought a slight shock to many people, but Agnukka immediately stated that he supported Ye Shou's choice without any reason, leaving them unable to ask and forcing them to keep their doubts to themselves.

In their eyes, Agnica was already a hero; it was hard to imagine that there was a pilot stronger than him…

That said, even if it were to be a "battle," given the current situation... this group would only cause a ripple if they were thrown in.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shou's next words were like a spring breeze, stirring up a thousand waves in a pool of water.

"If you want to find your family, let alone how to locate them in the chaos, even if you do find them, can you guarantee their safety with just one MS?"

Therefore, we must unite to have enough strength to indirectly protect the safety of our families, even if we cannot find them one by one.

"...What should we do?"

The captain's first reaction was that it was impossible, but since Ye Shou was so highly regarded by Agunica, he felt that Ye Shou wouldn't talk nonsense, and a glimmer of hope remained in his heart.

"Hunter M·A!"

Every word Ye Shou spoke seemed to be etched into their very being, causing the warriors' muscles to tense and their faces to contort in disbelief.

"Bruman is ultimately just a subsidiary machine. If the mother machine that manufactured it, namely the large M·A, is destroyed, then it will also cease to function."

If that's the case, then things are simple!

We can't destroy so many submachine guns, but the number of M·A is limited. Taking them out will resolve this crisis!

"!"

What is this guy talking about? Even the proudest and most determined person doesn't believe that a single MS squad (which will most likely split up) can hunt down M·A.

"What should we do? We clearly don't have the corresponding heavy weapons, do we?"

"No need. With the performance of the Gundam, our current equipment is sufficient!"

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boom!

The thick beam of light sliced ​​through and melted the steel supports, causing the huge metal tank storing natural gas to explode. The entire factory was shaken to pieces by the shockwave and then mercilessly engulfed by flames.

It was a deadly machine, like a wasp, painted entirely in a bluish-yellow color. Supported by thrusters, it moved using two slender legs, while six powered claws were attached to its relatively long and thin fuselage!

This is an M·A at the same level as Hasmon, named "Harald".

Compared to the Archangel, which focuses more on close combat, it is equipped with more beam weapons, and its produced sub-machines are more agile, making them extremely terrifying in urban warfare.

If there were no one to restrain them, the massacre of 100,000 or 200,000 people could be carried out in just a few hours.

Within ten minutes of its landing, it had directly killed approximately a thousand people, with countless others indirectly injured. If nothing unexpected happens, this is just the beginning; the blood shed today will fill the entire Sydney Opera House!

The MS squad guarding the factory was already struggling to deal with the "Bee-type Bruman," and when Harald appeared, they were almost instantly routed, watching helplessly as their strategic location was ruthlessly destroyed.

Like a chainsaw, its high-frequency vibrating claws can easily tear apart the MS's skeleton with each strike. Some have tried to destroy its head with a charged battle axe, but it has six powered claws on the front, making it difficult for any pilot to break through.

"It's all over!"

The commander was in despair: "Sydney...it's happening again...just like Mumbai, London...damn it, retreat! I'll cover you!"

Having narrowly escaped death time and time again, all that awaited him was more defeat and despair. This time, he no longer wanted to run away.

Harald clearly identified the captain's machine, locked onto it with his camera unit, and discovered that the surface coating of its body had been damaged. Without even considering close combat, he immediately activated the laser hidden in its powered claws—

Clang!

A square shield appeared out of thin air, its thick nano-armor dispersing the high-energy laser. Then, blue ion reactions left a series of afterimages in the air, and the silver-white demon god quickly rushed into Haralr's defensive perimeter.

too fast!

Even M·A had difficulty reacting and did not identify it as an enemy aircraft, but rather as some kind of hypersonic projectile!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The lasers were dodged one after another—no, it was more like they "penetrated" the target. The target didn't dodge at all; it was just that the target was too fast and only left afterimages, making it look like an untouchable ghost.

The six power claws vibrated wildly, tearing at the silver demon god like a meat grinder—

Clang!

The silver machine suddenly glided past him as lightly as a float on water, but at the same time a black spear pierced through Harald's head from bottom to top!

clatter~

With a flick of the gun barrel, the head was torn apart, and the long, narrow metal block was lifted into the sky.

"!"

The surviving MS pilots were dumbfounded by what they saw. The way the demon fought, which resembled an ancient knight duel, shocked them, and its terrifying speed and reaction speed were beyond their imagination.

Is... is someone really driving inside?

At that moment, before they could even savor the joy of escaping death, they were overwhelmed by some strange aura, their gazes fixed on the silver figure, speechless.

As if sensing the death of the queen bee, the bee-shaped Bruman also stopped moving, while the other types of beetle Bruman continued to wreak havoc.

But soon, dense fluctuations from the Yahab Reactor appeared, and hundreds of mobile suits gathered from all directions, quickly clearing the entire battlefield with practiced and coordinated movements.

"Sir, which unit are you from?"

The commander found it strange because these aircraft models were not uniform, and the markings on their paint were all different. Some even came from civilian groups, making them look like a motley crew at first glance.

However, this group of people demonstrated the most valuable tactical skill—leaning their backs on each other!

Faced with M·A's powerful attack, the Sydney battlefield, which almost collapsed instantly, still had such a high-spirited army.

Where did you come from?!

"Number? I don't know, and I don't care!"

A hexagonal frame, clearly modified by civilian armed forces, walked past the commander.

"All I know is that I must follow him and chase victory!"

"Him? Who?!"

"Bayel!"

"Kuse!"

"Bayel!"

"Go to Bayeri quickly!"

Is Bayeri... that mysterious machine?

The commander looked over and saw the silver demon casually hand over its spear to a mobile suit that had lost its weapon, then pick up a golden longsword from a kneeling red mobile suit and begin its conquest once more.

As if bewitched, the commander followed without thinking. Perhaps it was an instinctive trust in the main force, or perhaps he just wanted to see what that machine was trying to do and to what extent it could do it... But his eyes were only on that mysterious figure.

As the Silver Demon God launched attack after attack, the group grew larger and larger, but the command and dispatch were flawless. Several temporarily assigned squadron leaders perfectly executed the Demon God's orders, and hundreds of mobile suits became the auxiliary force of one person!

Watching the terrifying M·A being defeated time and time again, watching the MS unite as one and sweep the battlefield with terrifying efficiency, and finally even splitting up to hold off multiple M·A at the same time, just waiting for the Demon God's fatal blow.

Gradually, even the commander was bewildered... Could a battle really be fought like this?!

Victory can come so easily?!

Over the years, humanity has suffered defeat after defeat against the M·A. There have been brave individuals who attempted to turn the tide, but they were all desperate soldiers, resigned to their fate, unlike today—

They did not go to the underworld, but ascended to the glorious Valhalla!

Fight! And then win! That's only natural!

The commander, who was also one of the squadron leaders, heard the voice of the demon god with his own ears. It was not some inhuman being, but a calm and impressive young man.

He felt that something must be wrong, so much so that he ignored the signals from his superiors and focused only on eliminating all the enemies in front of him.

"Hey, fellow countrymen, which unit are you from? What kind of machine is that?"

"I have no idea!"

The commander, whose eyes were bloodshot but who showed no signs of fatigue, was so eager for battle and victory that he impatiently pushed aside the newcomer.

boom!boom!

Stepping on a crippled Bruman and firing two shots through the energy receiver, the commander was extremely skilled at this maneuver. His piloting skills were already good, but not exceptional.

But in this battle, he had forgotten all the original doctrines and tactics, and simply regarded himself as a cog in the whole system. No one told him exactly what to do, but he was able to complete the mission. His skills seemed to have reached another level.

When his troops finished clearing their assigned area, the battlefield expanded once again, and the Silver Demon God had already moved on to a more distant location.

This made him immediately shout urgently, "Go to Kuze! Hurry to Bayeri!"

Chapter 174 Forward! Don't stop!

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In the distant geosynchronous orbit, a long, narrow warship, resembling two shuttles connected together, floats silently.

With a total length of 1,300 meters, it is a class above the largest warship currently in service with the Allied Forces. Its overall lines are also sharper, and the sharp-angled edges of its wings are as conspicuous as rams—and in fact, it does have the ability to directly penetrate the hull of enemy ships.

Codenamed "Ain", it is one of only three Kabbalah-class warships in the entire solar system and represents the pinnacle of human technology from a previous era.

As M·A's dedicated mothership, it not only has the largest reactor but is also unmanned, so it does not need to dock at colony satellites or space ports and can drift in space semi-permanently to carry out the most difficult combat missions.

Originally, this type of warship was regarded as the "Sword of Damocles," capable of hovering above Mars, permanently intimidating colony cities, and letting Mars know who truly rules the solar system.

The good news is that they did indeed complete their mission. One of the three ships has achieved overall suppression of Mars, with its strike area covering most of the mining areas, effectively controlling its industrial lifeline.

The bad news is that there's still a ship parked in the sky above the Earth.

Soph monitors Mars, Aur cruises along Jupiter's path, and Ain uses the Moon as a base to block most of Earth's satellite orbits.

The airborne operation against Sydney was coordinated by "An", which deployed thirty main battle M·A aircraft. Prior to that, nearly a thousand small submachine guns stored on the moon were retrieved as advance troops.

Logical calculations show that the probability of Sydney's successful defense is less than 13%, and the probability of preserving the mass accelerator is less than 1%.