Chapter 22 If we don’t win, who else can win?

I was admiring the masterpiece I created, but who would have thought that when I was enjoying myself, a guy would suddenly show up to disrupt the situation.

Wang Hu glanced at the radar in the cockpit, then looked in the direction of several new light spots that had appeared.

"This voice sounds familiar." After distinguishing the voice, Wang Hu had a vague impression of it.

"Oh, it's you."

Wang Hu, who suddenly realized what was going on, greeted the guests from afar through the public communication channel.

"The gold on the Lorasia-class battleship that tried to bypass the Nova Resource Satellite."

"Why, the battleship I sank just now is the same one as before?"

"Your coordinator's maintenance efficiency is very high."

He threw out some usual trash talk, even though Wang Hu was no longer driving Mobius.

Changing to Egasus may help at least a little.

Wang Hu, who is cautious in his style, is not stingy with his words.

"It's you!"

Hearing the voice that they still remembered clearly, Qiao Xi and Matsutaro rushed over and looked at them.

The tragic figure of Captain Taylor instantly appeared in both of their minds.

In addition, Wang Hu’s background is set against his own burning battleship.

And countless comrades who are urgently escaping in escape pods.

What a disaster scene of a great devil.

So, with new and old grudges added together, Qiao Xi, Matsutaro and the former members of Taylor's team rushed towards Wang Hu with bloodshot eyes.

"Go to hell, you demon who killed Captain Taylor and countless compatriots!"

Shouting in the public communication channel, the four Jins raised their heavy machine guns in unison.

The dense bullets like raindrops formed light whips with the bright light of tracer bullets, and four long light whips formed a net.

It pounced towards Wang Hu, shining brightly but full of danger.

"Another country's hero is my country's enemy."

Wang Hu deftly manipulated Egasas like a ballerina or an elf in the rain.

A clear piece of music rang out amidst the dense barrage of enemy bullets.

Compared to the mass-produced emergency Mobius, the performance of Egasus is much stronger.

Originally, when Wang Hu was driving Mobius, he needed to work hard and rely on the assistance of multi-barreled Vulcan cannons to perform all kinds of incredible maneuvers.

Now he can do it with ease, so much so that the enemy looks horrified.

Aegsas who was not harmed by a single leaf.

It easily came within the effective range of its own beam cannon pod.

"Wired is not as convenient as wireless."

Wang Hu, who was still unsatisfied, complained like a greedy person.

"Boom boom boom."

With one shot and three explosions, Wang Hu once again added three gold medals to his personal record of shooting down enemies.

"How can it be!"

In just a short moment, he lost three comrades. Matsutaro, who survived by chance, could not believe what he saw.

The other party was driving Mobius and fighting with us not long ago, and the experience is still vivid in my mind.

But after only a few hours, the opponent's strength had increased to this extent!

"Devil, I want you to die!"

After losing his comrades one after another, Matsutaro's psychological endurance reached a limit.

Captain Taylor died, and teammate Mitt died.

The teammates who had agreed to avenge the two of them were now dying one after another before their eyes.

At this moment, Matsutaro wished that he was the one who died, if he could continue to live by chance.

Next, how should I face my teammates’ families?
"sad."

It seems that the enemy is determined to die and is rushing towards us to die without any clue of the rules.

Wang Hu shook his head sadly and separated four beam gun pods.

He gave the other party the tenderness of mercy, which was to send the enemy to meet his deceased comrades!

"boom."

There were flashes of fire and balls of fire exploded on the curtain of the universe.

Turning the plane's nose, Wang Hu no longer paid attention to the explosion behind him.

Because this is war, there is right and wrong in war but there is no such thing as a pure warrior!
Whether they are the murderers or the murdered, they are just fulfilling their obligations.

Apart from those crazy warmongers, it is actually the soldiers who desire peace the most.

From then on, Wang Hu had no more trouble in the following battles.

Wang Hu drove the Egasus step by step, clearing out the coordinator's warships one by one, occasionally knocking down some MS Jin who came over to twist his beard.

Time passed slowly like this, until there was no longer a single enemy ship or humanoid mobile weapon MS Jin around.

"Victory?"

"We won?"

In the East Asian Army’s internal communication channel, after the sounds of gunfire disappeared, cautious inquiries followed.

The brave soldiers came out of their nervousness and for a moment they seemed unable to believe it.

The goddess of victory lifted her skirts to them.

"Victory! Victory!"

After waiting for a while, excited and thrilling cheers were heard.

It was not until this moment that all the East Asian soldiers on the battlefield were completely convinced!

They had won an undoubted victory on this battlefield.

They defeated those coordinators who had won at the starting line since birth through technological means.

Defeated the coordinator who had been suffocating the entire coalition army since the war began.

The coordinator who defeated the enemy who had to pay a heavy price to barely maintain the front line in the past.

The myth of the coordinator's invincibility has since been officially broken.

Because this victory was not a small-scale encounter, but a real war that can be called a battle!

Even if the coordinator might argue that the East Asian army's victory was unfair because they outnumbered the opponent several times.

"Report to the rear headquarters, report to General Zheng!"

The fleet commander in charge of this battlefield was in high spirits, and he suppressed his inner excitement as he spoke to his adjutant.

“CE70年6月17日晚9点47分，我新星资源卫星第一突击舰队经过了4个多小时的奋战。”

"Thanks to the heroic performance of all the fleet soldiers, the first phase of the attack mission has been successfully completed."

"The enemy ZAFT's left wing fleet has been completely annihilated at this moment!"

"Victory belongs to the entire army, victory belongs to East Asia!"

"Yes." Unable to conceal his excitement, the usually serious adjutant almost jumped and ran towards the communicator.

He wanted to report this great news personally to the command center in the rear.

Share this joyful news with all the soldiers.

"Wait." Suddenly the commander called his adjutant.

"what happened?"

The adjutant who was picking up the communication device looked at his superior in confusion.

"Tell the command center that our army will turn to the Central Regiment immediately and reinforce the friendly forces in the Central Regiment immediately."

"This?" Faced with this order, the adjutant was a little hesitant, not as efficient as before.

"Do you think that since we have taken the first victory in this battle, we should not interfere in the affairs of the Central Battle Group?"

"Or do you think that the other friendly forces will be dissatisfied with us because we took a smaller share of their credit?"

The commander glanced at his adjutant and guessed almost exactly what he was thinking.

With an awkward smile, the adjutant admitted that he was overthinking, but what if?
"does not exist."

His eyes turned to the battlefield ahead, looking at the soldiers who were still shouting after their victory.

The commander's deep eyes focused on the dust floating in the universe.

How many of his subordinates are there in the dust?

Not long ago they were living beings.

And now, their flesh and blood will be buried here forever.

Following the commander's gaze, the adjutant's excitement disappeared.

He also saw what the commander saw, and suddenly he felt heavy-hearted and threw away the little thoughts in his mind.

Speaking into the communicator, the adjutant first announced that his own army would support the Central Regiment.

Only then did they report the news of the victory here.

Afterwards, the command sent congratulations and highly praised their decision to actively support the Central Corps.

Not long after, following the command center's telegram, the commander of the Central Corps also sent a communication.

The Central Corps is extremely grateful for their support.

He also gave a detailed report on the situation on the battlefield so that they could further understand the war situation.

"Look." After ending the communication, the commander said to the adjutant.

"Working together is the eternal tradition of our army. When friendly forces are in trouble, we will remain unmoved."

"If we don't win, who else can win?"

(End of this chapter)