Chapter 262: Breaking through towards Genesis, unstoppable!

"What it is?"

A group of Adjuster soldiers driving MS saw that long-range firepower attacks seemed unable to control the mysterious machine that appeared before them.

Originally, they wanted to move forward and restrict the opponent's mobility through close combat.

So as to create suitable conditions for the friendly forces behind to attack the enemy.

What he saw was that the enemy's large white machine opened a cover on one side and shot out one of the five triangular cargo holds!
"Who cares what it is? Just shoot it out. Even if it's a missile, we have so many people here."

"Who can be hit by that one missile? Who will be hit?"

"Besides, we are the brave ZAFT military adjusters. How can we be afraid of such an attack?"

Among the swarm of Adjuster MS, someone was preaching nonchalantly.

Hearing this, he looked at the cargo-shaped missile flying straight towards him with yellow flames coming out from behind him.

Looking left and right, the opponent's flight trajectory is so ordinary.

The other adjuster soldiers thought the same thing.

With a gregarious, mocking smile on their faces, the group of Adjuster MSs began to maneuver and evade.

At the beginning, these adjuster soldiers were dodging while keeping an eye out for the cargo missiles fired by the other side, wondering if the other side would suddenly play tricks in the middle of the fight.

However, one by one, two, three, and many other friendly machines easily avoided and passed the enemy's attacks.

The enemy's cargo missile was like a blind man. It didn't move at all and just flew straight forward.

All of a sudden, all the adjuster soldiers, whether they had passed the cargo hold missiles or not, breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the gregarious and mocking expressions they had shown before came true, and no one took the cargo hold missile seriously anymore.

At first they were amazed at the high maneuverability displayed by the enemy's white machines, and they were a little nervous, thinking that some secret weapons had emerged among the humans.

But now looking at the attack launched by the enemy - the cargo missile was a stupid performance.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Unknowingly, the cargo missiles were surrounded in the center, and the Adjuster soldiers stared at the white enemy machine in the distance.

The crowd burst into mocking laughter, sweeping away any slight wariness they had previously harbored.

"What's the use of being fast! On the battlefield, speed alone is not enough, you also have to be able to hit the enemy!"

"Attacks like this that can't hit anyone are meaningless no matter how many times you use them!"

"You are still an uncivilized monkey!"

Some Adjuster soldiers who couldn't help themselves opened the public communication channel.

On the battlefield, he openly expressed his contempt for the enemy.

While talking, perhaps he was preparing for the after-war in the tavern or on some other occasion.

He was well prepared to brag about his outstanding performance on the battlefield and gain the enthusiastic looks of the people around him as a hero.

The Adjuster soldier lowered his head while operating the machine, wanting to take a photo of the natural man's stupid attack as evidence for bragging.

"Wait, what is this?"

Staring at the triangular cargo hold that was right in the center of the fleet, he suddenly noticed something unusual.

Why are there things like missile tips on every side of that triangular cargo hold?

Could it be that?
In an instant, a thing called cluster bomb flashed through his mind, and the happy smile on the Adjuster soldier's face froze.

No way! No way!
Just when his expression froze, the triangular cargo hold shot out from the white mysterious machine revealed its true appearance.

It turns out that this thing is actually an 84-row micro-missile pod!

The stupid and foolish appearance before was just a disguise!

"Shhhhhh!"

It was only at this time that the Adjuster soldiers figured out the true appearance of this thing, but it was already too late.

It was like Sun Wukong jumped into the belly of Bull Demon King, also in the center of the Adjuster fleet.

When the 84-unit micro-missile pods demonstrated their power, it was too late for these Adjuster soldiers to say anything.

The distance was so close, and the Adjuster soldiers were caught off guard and completely unprepared.

"Boom boom boom."

"what!"

"Damn evil natural man!"

He only had time to leave a few words like this, or to take a few evasive maneuvers in the face of several tracking missiles.

This wave of Adjuster MS was completely wiped out and easily sent to the afterlife!
"Pete and the others?"

Among the aircraft group that did not follow, many soldiers could not believe what they saw.
In just a short period of time, the twenty or so friendly MSs were gone!
Even if there are more than 20 pigs running all over the mountain, it shouldn't be that easy to kill them, right?

"Brett, what are you doing?"

Before these soldiers, who were unwilling to accept the reality and unable to calm down, had time to calm down.

The white mysterious machine has launched a charge with extraordinary speed.

Then an officer among the surviving adjuster soldiers shouted loudly.

"Keep your spirits up. There's only one enemy out there. Be careful of their 84-barrel missile pod."

"Oh, okay, okay."

The scolded soldier calmed himself down and quickly gathered his strength to face the attacking enemy.

"Bart! We can't keep fighting like this, it's too tiring for us!"

The officers tried their best to organize the soldiers to meet the charge of the white mysterious machine, but after several rounds they could not hurt the enemy at all.

Instead, several more soldiers lost their lives.

Judging from the results of several rounds of confrontation, the captains on the battlefield here have also figured it out.

If the other party was not only intent on breaking through the defense line and attacking in the direction of Genesis, they would have no intention of dealing with people like them.

If the other party is really serious, it would only take a few minutes for them to die!

"I know, I know, Houmo!"

The man named Bart is also an experienced red warrior in the team.

Hearing his teammates' shouts, with the same thought in mind, Bart looked back at Genesis in the distance.

There were also those who gathered around Genesis to prevent other enemy machines from attacking the friendly forces who were waiting in full battle array. "Pull back and surround the battleship. We will gradually retreat and suppress the enemy with the firepower of the large force!"

For the sake of his own life, and the filling time of Genesis is said to be very fast.

Bart set his sights on the main force. After all, Chairman Patrick said that the key to this battle was Genesis.

Then isn't it enough to just wait until Genesis and be prepared?
To be honest, the salaries of the ZAFT army are not high, so why risk your life?
"Boom!"

However, Bart had not had time to polish his opinions and convey them to his comrades on the defense line here.

A warship that he had prepared to use as a shelter sank right in front of his eyes.

"What happened? How did it explode?"

Bart blinked his eyes. He had neglected to pay attention to that place just now.

"It's from the bottom of that mysterious white machine. From its two pincer-like claws, a hundred-meter-long beam sword is extended!"

His good friend witnessed everything, so Hou Mo quickly explained.

"It just flew straight over, just like a cavalryman in ancient times charging with his sword across his saddle."

"It used the impact force to cut off the enemy's head. That machine also cut off the bridge of our battleship and sank it!"

Perhaps he felt that speaking was not intuitive enough, so Hou Mo used his hands and feet to gesture as he spoke.

"Thank you, Houmo."

He replied to his friend in a bad mood, and a long string of black lines fell from his head.

How Bart wished that Hou Mo beside him had not seen everything.

Because this way I don’t have to know the truth. A hundred-meter-long beam sword?

Bart himself shuddered at the thought.

"Wait, what is that?"

After finally interrupting the passionate explanation of his friend, Bart noticed that the enemy's white mysterious machine turned around and rushed back.

In fact, after the enemy sank a battleship just now, they could have attacked Genesis.

Why turn back again?
Could it be! Bart's eyes widened. He saw on the display that the cover on the left side of the other machine was opened again.

"No way, is the other party going to be serious about us?"

"Be careful of enemy attacks, be careful of their micro missile pods!"

Although he didn't want to risk his life, Bart still had some feelings for his subordinates and friends.

He realized that the enemy seemed to be really serious about him and his people, and was prepared to kill him and others before breaking through to Genesis.

Bart's voice rang out sharply in everyone's communicator, piercing everyone's eardrums as if they were being pierced.

In fact, he didn't need to be reminded, as he had already fully realized that the guy in front of him was a bad guy.

The rest of the soldiers had already noticed the enemy's turn around, and they were directly manipulating their machines to dance in the universe.

Even the only remaining Laurasia-class battleship was reluctant to try out the opponent's hundred-meter-long beam sword.

This battleship was also rapidly descending directly below, in order to avoid the attack and not follow in the footsteps of another sunken battleship.

"Boom!"

In full view of everyone, a missile flew out from the left shelf of the white mysterious machine.

"call."

Everyone's anxious hearts relaxed a little, and many people felt that it was probably a false alarm.

Unless the other party throws the East Asian goddess of love, a weapon of mass destruction.

Otherwise, with everyone spread out so far, at best only one unlucky person would be hit by this missile.

If the cute goddess were to use it to deal with himself and others, it would be an overkill and obviously unrealistic!

"Bart, what are you doing?"

As an officer, Hou Mo is also a human being. When others breathe a sigh of relief, he also follows suit.

But suddenly Hou Mo felt that his body was grabbed by something and was flying rapidly to the other side away from the battlefield.

He turned his head and saw that the person who was pulling him was Bart.

"If we run again, we will fly out of the battlefield and we will be considered deserters!"

Hou Mo said to his friend who was holding onto him and running.

"We'll talk about deserters later!"

His friend's advice still lingered in his ears, but Bart did not stop escaping.

Others didn't notice it, but he did.

The missile fired by the enemy is followed by an inconspicuous line, but why is there a tail behind the missile?

Bart doesn't think that the enemy is trying to ensure the hit rate of the missile, so they brought out the wire-controlled missile again.

In other words, if it is really a wire-controlled missile, then can this missile still be an ordinary thing?

And if it is not a wire-controlled missile, then this missile is definitely not an ordinary thing!

Pulling his friend Hou Mo and running fast, Bart turned his head to look behind. In his eyes, the missile was dragging a long line.

They circled around the friendly troops flying around on the battlefield, almost entangling all of their comrades.

Finally, the missile fell straight towards the last Laurasia-class battleship!

"May God bless you!"

With some guesses in mind, Bart looked at his comrade who was struggling with the ropes, and he silently drew a cross on his chest.

Then, just as he made the cross, the enemy's missiles hit the Laurasia-class battleship, and the wires wrapped around his comrades' bodies also exploded in a series of explosions.

It can be said that just this one missile plus the line can directly wipe out all the combat power of the ZAFT army here.

"Thank you, Bart. I think it would be better if we just went back to eating donuts."

"I think so too."

Having escaped quickly, Bart managed to save two lives, and he looked back at the enemy plane that was penetrating the other friendly lines like a meteor.

He sighed quietly, deeply worried about whether the Adjuster's great cause could ever be realized.

(End of this chapter)