C.E71, June 15.

Today, nearly a month after Panama fell, the Earth's combined surface fleet is gathering in the Orogono waters near Ob.

The sound of wind rumbling as the rotor stirred the air was rumbling, and aerial assault groups composed of direct weapons kept hovering back and forth over the fleet.

Countless waves were broken by this Earth-joined surface fleet and extended along the sea to the island in the distance.

At this time, a cannon slowly turned, and the dark muzzle sometimes rose and sometimes fell, aiming at the distant islands while adjusting.

Yazlar looked up slightly at the countdown on the screen, looking forward to the arrival of a certain moment.

The footsteps sounded, and it was a correspondent. He came to the captain. After whispering a few words, the captain turned his head and looked at Yazlar and said, "Your Excellency, the fleet of the East Asian Federation has encountered weather reasons and needs to arrive later. Look?"

Yazlar retracted his gaze, looked at the captain with a smile and said, "It's okay. We didn't plan to let the East Asian Federation make do with it. It was just for the sake of the ship that we decided to call them temporarily. Humph, okay. We just had time to test those things. Do you think you didn't?"

At Yazlar's reminder, the captain also thought of the fuselages that followed Yazlar on board the ship before, which are said to be new fuselages specially developed to deal with ZAFT. This attack will inevitably use them.

"Then, yourselves, the time is coming." The captain nodded and reminded him.

"Hmph. I know. But those guys from Ob have not answered our request yet!" Yazlar showed a hint of disdain and set his eyes on the distant island. "Time is coming. Come on! Let me see your backbone! Ob."

As he expected, Ob responded to the strict requirements put forward by the Earth Union, and the answer was to refuse. Then, Yazlar made a plan from the beginning and finally ushered in the moment of realization.

"Captain, it's your performance." Yazlar weighed the documents in his hand, turned around and reminded the captain, and then opened the communication. The picture flashed and four avatars appeared. Yazlar looked at the four avatars with men and women and said, "Come on! Next is your performance time! In addition, the mass accelerator and the Shuguang Society cannot be destroyed. Otherwise, you will know the consequences."

"Learn." The young man with long-haired green hair in the upper left corner of the picture responded coldly.

"It means that you can't break it, you can do anything else! That's great!" Another boy's eyes flashed with excitement, called the excitement of destruction.

Yazlar smiled slightly, no longer paid attention to the three strengthened teenagers, and instead focused his eyes on the avatar in the lower right corner of the picture. This was a girl with long burgundy hair. At this time, the girl who was already wearing a good pilot suit was occupied by panic. She seemed to be very resistant and afraid of the narrow cockpit.

Yazlar looked at her and sighed slightly. "After all, I became a monk halfway through! If it weren't for the excellent results, I wouldn't want to bring her out. After all, she is the daughter of our sub-diplomat."

Although Yazlar disliked the boy very much, he decided to comfort the girl who was being dominated by fear. "Frey Alsta. Do you remember how my father told you before leaving?"

The girl who was holding her shoulders with her hands stopped trembling after hearing Yazlar's question, and she was still talking unconsciously. "Dad? Instruct me?"

"Yes. Instructions. Frey Alsta, remember! Dad, how did you explain to you?" Yazlar's voice was very gentle and gentle, but for the girl, this was undoubtedly a death talisman!

"Dad, dad, dad! I remember! Before leaving, Dad asked me to kill all the adjusters! Kill all the adjusters! In the name of justice!!" The girl who was still afraid of the narrow cockpit and panicking to the point of shrinking her body was now dominated by the madness rising from the bottom of her heart. At this moment, fear left the girl, and the only thing left was the body dominated by the madness and the mind dominated by bloodthirsty.

"Yes! In the name of justice, everything is for the blue and pure world." Yazlar looked at the girl on the picture who was crazy and controlled by murderous aura and nodded with satisfaction. From the situation in front of him, the reinforcement was very successful.

After Aub rejected the request for Earth United, the battle began.

A group of armed attack groups and mass-produced attack swords continued to take off the air and launched an attack on the islands ahead. The surface warships other than aircraft carriers also began to turn, aiming all their artillery at the Aubu surface fleet that was coming back towards the back.

In an instant, artillery fire roared and missiles covered the sky.

The two armies were originally trapped in a quiet sea because of the confrontation between them, but at this time they were already flooded by the roaring artillery fire and missiles that soared into the air.

Yazlar looked at his own MS troops who had successfully landed in a short period of time and couldn't help but nod for their excellent performance. In the lower right corner of the picture, there were four specially developed new bodies. Just after the first three were set off, Yazlar suddenly called the last new body.

"Goddess of Nemesis, stop attacking. Now is not the time for you to attack."

"Why?" A voice suppressed the madness and sounded.

"Now is not the time for you, as the goddess of vengeance, to appear." Yazlar waved his hand and signaled Frey not to worry.

"I understand." After the words came, the strong murderous aura just now disappeared, replaced by the fear that was not long ago.

"That's true." Yazlar curled his lips, but was not surprised by this.

Although Aubu developed a new MS quietly, Yazlar can be seen from the real-time information on the battlefield. Although these new MSs have good performance, for the Earth United team, which has the dual advantages of technology and experience, they are just a group of rookies who can only stand and fight. Winning has long been destined at the moment when the battle begins, but it just depends on the length of time.

Just as Yazlar was secretly proud, a vanguard attacking dagger suddenly lost its signal.

"Fal, silent!!"

"Hmm?" Yazlar seemed to notice something keenly.

At this moment, a communication suddenly came in.

"Report! It is the East Asian United Support Fleet. It has now entered the effective detection range of our army."

Yazlar threw down his doubts and turned his mind to the support fleet of the East Asian Federation. He remembered that the Archangel was in the middle of this support fleet. Given the battle situation on the spot, although it was won, I am afraid that it would pay some price in the end? At this moment, the fleet of the East Asian Federation led by the Archangel came. This also gave Yazlar a reminder. Perhaps this was a good opportunity for demonstration.

"Notify the Archangel and let it join the left side of the fleet to be responsible for the defense of the area."

"yes."

Yazlar's order was soon transmitted to the Archangel through the Earth United contact channel.

At this time, the Archangel was avoiding two typhoons that suddenly coincidentally occurred in the direction of the forward path and bypassed a long distance. Therefore, the Archangel was far behind the original schedule for one day and came here just a quarter of the hour when the battle started.

But in the bridge of the Archangel, there was no trace of anxiety that could be seen on everyone, including He Moming. Instead, their faces looked relaxed, as if it was too late for them.

"Luckily I was not late." He looked at the battle process on the screen for no reason, nodding, revealing a hint of luck. But Maliu, who saw these in his eyes, sighed secretly. Originally, the typhoons that had emerged were not facing the typhoons that rushed towards the Archangel. As long as the channel was slightly adjusted, the Archangel could perfectly circumnavigate from the side.

But He inexplicably stubbornly let the support fleet, including the Archangel, come directly into a big detour, bypassing the typhoon from afar. Under the calm waves, he slowly came to this battlefield.

"Captain Maru, I'll leave it to you here. I'm going out." While Maru was thinking, He suddenly patted Maru's shoulder with inexplicable hand and said.

"Hey? Well, no, no! Commander. You can't go out!" Maru was stunned for a moment, and then responded subconsciously, and immediately refuted He Wuming's words.

He stopped leaving for no reason and looked at Maliu with some confusion.

"Well. Commander, you are now the commander of the fleet. You shouldn't be driving MS to fight." Maru quickly explained the reason.

"That's it?" He blinked inexplicably.

"Yes." Mary nodded.

He waved his hand inexplicably and signaled that Maliu didn't have to worry, and then walked straight into the elevator.

No matter what Maru thought, He Wuming quickly boarded the Phoenix Gundam that had been prepared. With the push of the catapult, the Phoenix Gundam quickly took off under the heavy thrust of the GN sun furnace.

"Really, scan the map and mark all military facilities." He Wuming's eyes scanned the screen on the surveillance screen throughout the world, and ordered it repeatedly. Suddenly, a message flashed through He Wuming's mind, and he said again: "Oh, by the way. In addition, mark the route chart to all ships evacuated from civilians and set it as the top priority."

"Yes." The intelligent AI, who was quietly staying in his position, responded.

However, before the truth was marked, He Wuming's eyes keenly noticed one direction. The next second, not just his gaze, but a seemingly non-existent, but extremely crazy anger gradually rose in that direction. Suddenly, this anger was as dazzling as a dark torch.

I really sensed He Wuming's gaze, and soon the picture in that direction was magnified thousands of times, showing it in front of He Wuming's eyes.

The scene was filled with thick smoke and flames. In front of the flames, a black-haired boy was kneeling on the ground, tilting his head, opening his mouth, as if shouting something. Beside him, a soldier in Aubu uniform was trying to take the boy away from this place where he was gradually swallowed by the flames and smoke.
Chapter completed!