Gundam EXARE

But the next moment, several Pioneer fighters that shot down a 105 Short Sword were either penetrated by light beams or Vulcan cannons, and were blown to pieces along with the people and the planes.

The sky is no longer just a stage for fighter jets. The 105 Daggers equipped with empty backpacks can easily destroy the fragile fighter jets of the United States of South America.

Compared with the Atlantic Federation's army, the guerrillas of the South American United States are still using the long-obsolete Pioneer fighter jets. This is more than a generation gap.

The machine guns fired by the Vanguard fighter could not cause any damage to the 105 Shortsword. The missiles it fired would be shot down by the Vulcan cannons of the 105 Shortsword in mid-flight, and then the Vulcan cannons with a much faster firing rate would hit the face of the Vanguard fighter.

If all your attacks are useless, how can it be called a battle?

"That's enough, Edward, surrender!"

Reina hopes to persuade Edward to surrender.

"Haven't we been through that damn war? We finally ended it, why are you starting another one right now?"

Look at the gap between the two sides. The guerrillas of the United States of South America don't even have a few MSs. This will be the result if they are caught by a large force.

What could Edward do alone? After all, the Sword Calamity wasn't the kind of high-powered mecha that could single-handedly influence the outcome of a battle.

"If you continue to resist, it will only lead to more casualties. Have we learned nothing and are we going to repeat the same mistakes?"

Lena was right about one thing. Edward was in a desperate situation. If he and his guerrillas continued to resist, they would only die. There was no way to survive.

But Edward did not consider his death a meaningless sacrifice.

Sword Suit Disaster's struggle had reached its limit, and his damaged right shoulder was pierced by a beam of light shot from the air.

The guerrilla air force, which had suffered heavy casualties, was no longer able to prevent the 105 Daggers from launching attacks from the air, and defeat was inevitable.

Edward was not satisfied. He wanted to do more. He wanted to personally promote it and witness the future of his motherland with his own eyes.

But he was not surprised by his end. Dying on the battlefield was a glorious ending. He died for justice.

If the Atlantic Federation thinks that killing him can end South American resistance, then that is the height of arrogance.

The sword-armored disaster was completely unbalanced, and it fell to the ground with a violent friction sound.

Edward accepted this outcome, believing in his compatriots:

"Even if my body is destroyed, someone will surely emerge to inherit my will."

They will continue to fight the Atlantic Federation with the will to resist power and oppression.

A large number of rifles were aimed at the sword-armored disaster, but perhaps Edward was not destined to die.

Unlike the beam, the powerful artillery fire hit the 105 Dagger in the air.

Two cannon shots accurately hit the waist and blew up the 105 dagger. Without PS armor, it would naturally die if it took such a fatal attack.

At that moment, three 105 daggers, broken into two pieces, fell from the sky.

Where did the attack come from?

Coincidentally, new artillery fire came with the sound of breaking through the air.

Unfortunately, it was not so easy to hit them this time. The alert 105 Short Swords noticed the direction of the artillery fire. They avoided the bombardment, guarded against the enemy, and then saw a large number of missiles flying over.

In addition to missiles, the radar even detected familiar mobile suits.

"Sigu? Dean?"

ZGMF-515, Xigu, this MS that doesn't even have the ability to fly even has to step on the flight pedals to move quickly.

The AMF-101 and Dean are mass-produced MS developed by ZAFT for aerial combat. They open the four six-barreled missile launchers hidden on the left and right chests, and can fire 24 missiles with just one machine.

Missiles rained down on the Atlantic Federation's MS team. These missiles were intercepted by the Vulcan cannon's air defense. A large number of explosions were linked together, as if to burn the sky red.

This round of missiles bought enough time, and Dean's troops, led by Commander Ji Xigu, with shotguns in their left hands and heavy assault machine guns in their right hands, charged into the battlefield.

The Cyclops are old rivals to the Earth Alliance. Their presence here can only prove one thing:

"The bastard adjuster, he's still got evil intentions!"

The 105th Dagger Troops raised their shields and easily blocked the barrage of bullets fired by Xigu's assault machine guns.

Times have changed. Although the 105 Dagger uses the air pack inherited from the Strike, just as Orb has made technological advances, the Atlantic Federation's newly created air pack also has the ability to allow the 105 Dagger to fly in the air. In other words:

"The Xigu is just a mere machine from a year ago! It's no match for the 105 Dagger!"

You'd better go to the museum as soon as possible, you piece of junk that can't even fly!

I saw a 105 short sword machine gun rushing towards Xigu in the front. It raised its shield to deflect all the incoming bullets, and the firepower of the rifle could penetrate Xigu's weak armor with one shot.

Even if Xigu dodged, what would happen? The flight pedals under its feet compared to the empty backpack of 105 Dagger were like a tricycle and an off-road vehicle.

But at this moment, Xigu pulled out the heavy sword from the left side of the propulsion wing and pierced the head of the 105 short sword.

"Varied?!"

The screen in front of the driver was dark. He never expected that Xigu would throw the melee weapon directly at him.

On the other side, the black-haired young man in Xigu's cockpit locked onto his prey with his sky-blue eyes. His limbs coordinated with each other, allowing Xigu to jump directly from the flight pedals and avoid the two beams that were fired at him to save Zhao from Wei.

The next moment, the wing-shaped thrusters behind Xigu worked to the limit, and it dived suddenly, crushing the enemy plane's already damaged head with its right foot.

"Varied?!"

"I have no room for mercy now, so goodbye."

Xigu pulled out the heavy-slashing sword with his left hand, and then used the 105 short sword under his feet as a stepping stone to jump up.

At the same time, the assault machine gun in its right hand fired continuously at the 105 Short Sword below. The loaded APSV armor-piercing bullets blasted into the wound on the head of the 105 Short Sword, destroying the interior into a mess.

Black smoke billowed, and Xigu, who should have been falling, soared like a bird of prey.

"Isn't it an antique from a year ago?!"

An Atlantic Federation soldier was thinking of retreating. He couldn't understand how Xigu, whom he had easily killed on the battlefield in the past, could have such performance. Wasn't it Xigu?

The old antique Xigu swung out the heavy sword that was slightly deformed in the previous attack and chopped it on the shield of another 105 short sword defense.

It turned out that the Xigu was indeed an antique. It had no strength left after just one head-on fight and was unable to keep its heavy body floating in the sky.

In the cockpit, the black-haired young man smiled. He had already gained both position and time.

"Well then, let me see just how powerful my so-called brothers really are."

Six Deans circled out from both sides of Xigu, and the same assault machine guns as Xigu accurately aimed at the two 105 Short Swords that were completely attracted by Xigu.

A large number of bullets were aimed at the head, and dozens of bullets hitting the face would inevitably destroy the main camera in the sunglasses style.

PS: Use one chapter to announce my return!

PS: My feature is slow to start, so there is only one update

PS: By the way, I didn’t play anything yesterday. I just wanted to take a break and have fun while doing it.

PS: Brothers, what will it be? I can say that it may be different from what you first thought of.

Chapter 170 Dignity

Although the armor is tough, it cannot withstand such continuous output.

The air-mounted 105 Short Sword unit that was causing trouble in the sky was completely defeated. The six Deans first used assault machine guns to blow up the head-up displays, and then took the opportunity to aim at the cockpit with shotgun fire, seizing the opportunity to make the enemy waver.

With its feet on the flight pedals, the Xigu demonstrated capabilities far beyond the performance of the machine itself. It should have been abandoned by the times, but it was given new life in the hands of an excellent pilot.

The incredible situation was so disheartening that the two remaining 105 Daggers were quickly defeated by the six Deans.

What is this? An exhibit in a museum suddenly breaks the glass and comes out to kill people?

Things developed so quickly that the assault dagger troops led by Calamity on the ground did not have time to rescue their comrades.

Now, both the Atlantic Federation troops led by Reina and the guerrillas led by Edward were in confusion. No one had expected that people suspected to be from other forces would join the battle.

Edward was the first to react. Although his skin color often gave people the stereotype of being impulsive and reckless, Edward actually had a good brain.

He pulled the joystick, causing the sword-clad Disaster, which had been lying on the ground waiting to die, to move again.

Reina, who was a step behind, was unable to stop him and could only shout in vain:

"Edward!"

Immediately afterwards, Xigu in mid-air used the flight pedals and six Deans to spray missiles at the Atlantic Federation forces on the ground.

Just six Deans can produce a barrage of 144 missiles in a short period of time. It turns out that the lightweight design of this machine is to accommodate more missiles.

The powerful air-to-ground strikes forced Reina and the others to retreat. Although Disaster was not very afraid of these, the Assault Dagger would be weakened after being hit by a few missiles.

They had originally wanted to kill the Sword Suit Disaster, but now they had to retreat while using Vulcan cannons and beam rifles to intercept the astonishing number of missiles.

Dean and the others fired bullets that flew over the explosion and hit the shield of the Assault Dagger before being bounced away. After all, the old machine is still the old machine, and even the weapons it uses are old-style weapons.

But the gap between the two sides was completely incomparable. Dean's troops, who took the lead in gaining air supremacy, had a huge advantage.

These six Deans had nothing to do with the missiles that were intercepted in the air and exploded when they fell to the ground. They spread their mechanical wings and easily flew over the explosions and enemies from above.

This is the tragedy of not having air superiority. Dean's troops went straight behind the Atlantic Federation forces.

Unfortunately, they were a little slow and had to give up the attack and dodge the beams coming from behind.

The arriving warship was supporting the front line with four naval guns.

The Atlantic Federation's MS team couldn't have traveled this long distance relying solely on their MS. When they realized that something was wrong, the Hannibal-class battleships fighting alongside the MS team began to move towards the front line.

Now, this heavy battleship that can even transport 40 MSs uses its four double-barreled beam cannons and ten double-barreled machine guns to cover the MS team, forcing back the Dean troops who were almost able to succeed in the surprise attack.

Just from this action, it can be seen that the Atlantic Federation has no intention of retreating. Isn't this nonsense?

Look at what kind of enemies they are, Xigu? Dean? Are they really going to be scared off by enemies of this level?

Just as the missile rain was about to run out, the red and white Siren Cannon pierced through the sea of ​​fire and hit the enemy directly.

The two aircraft's assault daggers failed to dodge the attack, one was broken at the waist, and the other was pierced through the chest.

Standing there was the sword-armored Calamity, missing his right hand, and Edward was still planning to continue fighting.

A small number of surviving Vanguard fighters flew over Xigu's head, launching a feeble attack on the Hannibal class with missiles and machine guns.

The machine guns of these fighters were unable to cause any damage to the Hannibal-class hull. Instead, the Hannibal-class's dense anti-aircraft fire shot down two Pioneer fighters on the spot.

The posture was too miserable, it was a challenge to an opponent that was impossible to defeat.

Once upon a time, the Earth Federation was massacred by the ZAFT Army using such backward weapons, and now it is the United States of South America that is being massacred by the Atlantic Federation using such backward weapons.

History is repeating itself. Why is the United States of South America making the same mistake again?

Because dignity must be fought for by oneself, fighting is their only means.

In Xigu's cockpit, the black-haired young man gave orders to his subordinates:

"Team Dean, move forward and try to slow down that battleship."

Now we need to separate the enemy's battleships and MS teams and try to reduce the number of enemy MS.

Both Xigu and Dean lacked firepower, so they could only rely on battleships and bombardment aircraft.

The new artillery fire once again drew in the Atlantic Federation MS team, which had almost finished clearing the missile rain.

As the black-haired young man thought, his Lesseps-class battleship, which was advancing towards the front line, began to bombard the area where the Dean missile exploded. The two twin 40cm cannons mounted on both sides of the bow adjusted their angles and opened fire.

After all, the missiles released by Dean created an astonishing momentum. The Reseb class did not need to know the specific location of the enemy. It only needed to aim at the place with the loud noise and bombard it.

At this time, the three Zauts sitting on the hull coordinated with the missiles fired from the interior of the battleship to bombard the enemy. They were unable to grasp the position of the enemy MS troops, but as long as they concentrated their fire within the range, even a blind cat catching a dead mouse could cause damage.

It's easy to intercept missiles with the Strike Dagger, but how are you going to intercept the Reseb-class naval guns and the two twin cannons on the shoulders of the Zaut?

Now there are naval guns and a new rain of missiles.

The Atlantic Federation's MS team was already finding it difficult to cope with the situation, and they tried to retreat towards the Hannibal-class mothership.

After that, the Assault Dagger had finally escaped from the sea of ​​fire, but had to dodge the bombardment of six missiles again. Its movement route was seen through, and the shadows fell over its entire body.

Xigu's heavy sword, driven by gravity, pierced through the head of the assault dagger, almost embedding the entire sword into the interior of the enemy plane.

This was not the end yet. Xigu's right hand holding the gun coordinated with his left hand holding the sword to elbow him, forcing the assault dagger in front of him to the right side of his body.

Another Assault Dagger that escaped from the sea of ​​fire opened fire and shot down the Assault Dagger that Xigu was using as a shield.

Xigu held the sword in his left hand and exerted force with his right foot, kicking away the broken shield and pulling out the heavy sword.

It used the propulsion wings behind it to exert force and jumped with all its strength to shake off the enemy's lock.

Xigu raised his hands and fired the Gatling gun on the shield and the assault machine gun in his right hand at the same time. He used the same tactics as Dean. The dense barrage of bullets was only aimed at the enemy's head. A large number of bullets hit the face and always hit the fragile main camera.

In MS battles, disarming a target by hitting the head or hands alone is no easier than piercing the cockpit.