The defeat of the original demon was unexpected, but it gave the fleet a lot of buffer time.
The battle that was originally thought to be a decisive battle ended abruptly with King Kong and the others using a rarely used powerful weapon like corrosive torpedoes.
Not only did he kill two newly emerged primitive demons in one fell swoop, he also made Gavir, who was waiting for an opportunity to attack the Stamen Gundam, retreat before he could.
no doubt.
This is a big victory.
A victory that completely defeated the original demon in a head-on confrontation.
Although the first wave of extremely heavy casualties was caused by a brutal space jump directly hitting the central area of ​​the fleet at the beginning of the battle, this victory could not be dimmed.
Rescue spaceships continuously shuttled through the battlefield, trying their best to accommodate the wounded as much as possible.
Regardless of their identity or camp, these wounded people were all sent to the medical area on the island for unified treatment.
However, compared with the injured members of the Macross No. 7 fleet, the injured members of the puppet fleet who were rescued had an additional procedure.
That's listening to music.
certainly.
It was not Basara or Lin Mingmei who came to the scene to sing for them in person, but played the recording to comfort the injured puppet crew members to prevent them from suddenly violently injuring others.
But even so, it was enough to tie down considerable manpower and material resources.
In order to mobilize this group of manpower and material resources, as the mayor of Macross No. 7 Ship Group, Milia was so busy that she didn't even have time to eat or rest.
"Milia, you'd better take a rest. I'm afraid there will be more busy things next."
After Mark returned from the battlefield, he quickly rushed to the other party's office after learning about Milia's situation.
Milia smiled bitterly, turned off the screen in front of her, and sighed.
"I know. But this is already the final work, isn't it? Next, it's time to face Planet 4 and the original demon commander."
Milia paused, looked directly into Mark's eyes and said.
"Only after arranging these things, can I have the opportunity to attack with you, Mark."
Mark was stunned for a moment.
"Milia, reinforcements from Earth Headquarters will arrive soon. We don't need to risk everything."
Milia smiled coldly and turned to look out the window.
On the big screen outside the street,
On the flying ball in the sky,
On all the screens that can play advertisements, there are close-ups of Galaxy singer Lin Mingmei on stage.
"Mark, you and I both know that from the beginning, Earth Headquarters paid no attention to our fleet, and even let us die without hesitation."
"But now, they have sent such a large fleet. For whom is the purpose? We all know it, don't we?"
Mark was silent.
Milia's words were exactly what he, no, even wanted to protect all the officers and soldiers of the Macross Seventh Ship Group.
Why did Lin Mingmei ignore our fleet’s repeated requests for help before she returned?
In a moment of crisis, Macross No. 7 was forced to carry out a fatal mission alone.
It's better now!
After Commodore He and the galactic diva Lin Mingmei suddenly appeared with their fleet and extended a helping hand, the Earth Headquarters dispatched a support fleet that far exceeded the size of the fleet owned by the Macross No. 7 fleet and hurriedly rushed to the scene.
Come to support.
How could this convince all the officers and soldiers of Macross No. 7 Ship Group?
certainly.
The macross No. 7 ship group was angry with He Ming or Lin Mingmei because of the behavior of the headquarters.
Compared to the Earth Unity Headquarters, He Ming and Lin Mingmei have done what the reinforcements should do, and even done it perfectly.
Under this understanding, the former military personnel headed by Miliya, who transitioned from the military to politics, retired from the battlefield and served as the city's internal affairs, took the same decision without hesitation.
That is, finish the work at hand, and then get back into battle and participate in the upcoming battle against Planet 4.
Even though they were abandoned by the Earth Unity Headquarters, there are still those who dare to fight on the Macross No. 7 fleet.
melia,
Or perhaps the military-to-political group headed by Milia wanted to show the Earth Alliance fleets rushing over that even without relying on them, the Macross No. 7 fleet could still seize the key to victory.
Looking at Milia, whose eyes were shining with stubbornness, Mark sighed secretly.
But he did not dissuade.
Because, he was also holding back a sense of anger in his heart.
Many requests for support were ignored, but at this critical moment a fleet was sent to support.
Those bastards at headquarters have a really good idea!!
"However, Commander-in-Chief Britai's order should be true."
Milia picked up the pen, then put it down. Finally, she pushed the document in front of her away and thought.
As an opponent who had fought to death before the first interstellar war, Milia knew Britai quite well.
"You mean, this support fleet has been arranged from the beginning?"
Mark obviously noticed the meaning of Milia's words.
Milia shook her head.
"You and I both know that it is necessary to activate a fleet, and it is a large fleet numbering tens of thousands. What needs to be done before such a large fleet can set sail is very complicated."
Mark's eyes lit up.
"But after Lin Mingmei's live broadcast was transmitted to the earth, Commander-in-Chief Britai immediately pulled out such a fleet?"
The couple looked at each other and said nothing.
Mark let out a long sigh.
"It seems that after this battle is over, He Ming is afraid that he will rush back to Earth with his fleet."
"Isn't this bad? Over the years, you have not dared to vent your anger on the headquarters. Someone has to stand up and let those people see how terrifying the eyes were that all the Earth Unity officers were afraid of."
Miria left Mark speechless.
Although he had already planned to be the captain of an immigration fleet, he shouldn't...
"Forget it. Let's solve the current dilemma first!"
Milia smiled coldly.
"This isn't really a dilemma. Mark, in my opinion, He Ming should be hiding something. Do you still know about the birdman left behind by primitive civilization?"
He Ming strode into the Gnaku where the Birdman was parked.
Birdman, who has become extremely calm since returning to Macross, is like a huge stone sculpture, standing quietly in the Gnaku, becoming a dead object used for decoration.
He Ming pulled up the chair, sat down, and looked into the birdman's huge eyes.
"Next, we will launch a general attack on Planet 4, which seals the original demon."
"Are you interested in participating? Birdman."
He Ming paused for a moment, and his eyes gradually moved up, landing on the oval-shaped round object above the birdman's head that looked like a gem, and it was unclear what was going on inside.
"Or maybe you've already woken up? The witch of the wind, Sarah Norm."
Chapter completed!