Christian looked at the photo of Elim he had posted in the cab. Although she is his girlfriend, she can neither meet nor have physical contact, and both parties have other lovers at any time. However, he didn't think of her much these past few days, which was too callous.
But in the past few days, Christian has not only come into contact with a real woman for the first time, but he has also killed people, and even participated in the largest massacre in history. He really needed Yoko's physical and mental comfort.
Unfortunately, communication is impossible in the military, so even if there is something to say to Elim, he can only write it down and store it in the computer first.
The changes on the battlefield made Christian unable to be distracted anymore.
The Self-Protect and the Federation respectively sent out attack fleets to intercept the other party's attack fleet. In the confrontation between the two huge fleets, countless light balls were produced. The small ones were the afterglow of the missile explosion, and the large ones meant that a Zaku or fighter jet was destroyed.
"Yeah..." Christian whispered.
The approaching Federation fleet fired a salvo, and hundreds of beams of light were directed at one of the Self-Defense Forces battle groups. However, due to the large number of Mie particles scattered. There is really no accuracy in bombardment with optical sighting alone, so although it looks spectacular, it only produces a very small amount of hit explosion light.
The battle groups of the Self-Defense Army also launched a counterattack. In the dark universe, the spectacular light points set up beautiful light pillars. But if you are hit, this beauty will have to be paid for with your life.
Since the Federal Army had a large number of aircraft, the self-protecting attack team was unable to completely intercept them. Some of the aircraft groups that successfully broke through rushed towards the self-protecting fleet.
At this time, the squadron leader Steiner gave a gesture instruction, and the entire team immediately followed the squadron leader into the battle formation.
"We cannot let them approach our ships, otherwise we will have no home to return to."
Thinking of Miss Yoko on the ship, Christian decided to fight to the end. He would never let the federal army kill her.
The formation of the federal fighter planes that broke through became very chaotic due to the attack by the Self-Defense Forces. In addition, due to poor communication under the Mie particles, it was difficult to command. Then they each attacked any battle group of the Self-Defense Army.
The Steiner Squadron also faced twenty to thirty Federation fighters. The large Swordfish aircraft were escorted by the small Torez fighters.
The Torez fighter jet fired the long-range missile first. The teams of Steiner, Scheer, Scherer and Jacobson all dispersed and avoided. Christian, who followed squad leader Jacobson, shot out heat decoys and fired missiles with a 120mm machine gun.
Almost all the missiles are chasing the heat source decoy. It seems that the federal army has learned well and no longer uses radar-guided missiles. However, if the missiles are guided by heat sources, they will be like just now. If they are not large and close, they want to hit. It's difficult. It seems that the era of missiles dominating the battlefield has come to an end.
The four teams each attacked the federal aircraft group, and the enemy also dispersed to fight.
There were missiles everywhere at the moment. Christian fired the heat source decoy while charging into the enemy formation.
In the melee, most of the enemy planes were shot down. Although a few racks slipped through the interception, the attack on the ship was not successful.
Only the legs of Tot Zimmer's Zaku from the fourth team were damaged. This was the first time that Steiner's squadron suffered battle losses, and Christian also shot down two Torez fighters.
Afterwards, the entire squadron reorganized into formation.
"Jacobson, the enemy is much more difficult to deal with!" Christian said, remembering the thrilling scenes of several missiles passing by him just now.
"Yes! We are facing each other head-on this time! There is no advantage of sneak attacks." Jacobson said with a little pity.
"Fortunately, those Swordfish aircraft carry mainly anti-ship missiles, otherwise it would be even more troublesome." Hans interjected.
"But that guy Toth was hit just now!" Christian said.
"Fortunately Zaku has thick armor, otherwise the guy would have died long ago." Jacobson said.
They resumed their standby state and watched the battle from a distance. The Federation gave up the bombing of the self-defense fleet and concentrated various types of fighter planes on air defense operations. And go all out to carry out artillery battles between fleets.
As for the self-defense fleet, they kept their distance, tried to avoid artillery fire, and continued to conduct joint attacks with Zakus and fighter planes.
After many attacks, the federal ships were sunk one by one, and their numbers slowly decreased. But the air defense firepower was so dense and spectacular that it could almost be described as a ball of light. Every time the Zaku formation performs an attack mission, it loses a lot of machines.
"Hey! We came out without even having lunch, and now it's already past dinner time. Do those bastards from the Federation want to starve us to death?" Hans, who had been fighting for many hours, complained.
"Hunger and attacking the enemy's supplies are also a kind of warfare." Christian, who is more tolerant of hunger, said.
"Alas! You might as well send us up to attack. That way you can go back to the ship and rest after one attack." Jacobson would rather be on the front line than stay on standby in the rear.
"I'm starving to death! Christiana, give me some milk to satisfy my hunger!" Hans screamed.
"Milk, I don't have any!" Christian said doubtfully.
"You are a woman! You can squeeze it out from your breasts, so you are the star of the team!" Hans said with a proud smile.
"You damn ghost, you want to die, don't you?" Christian cursed angrily with his face flushed.
The communicator transmitted the laughter of most people in the team, including Jacobson.
Such a large number of private communications are not allowed during combat. However, Captain Steiner did not stop him, and people are not machines. It would be difficult to maintain morale if everyone was not allowed to relax. So he suppressed his laughter and ignored it.
The other person who didn't smile was Warrant Officer Classen Diesel.
"Please, Hans, you bitch, please stop telling such jokes. And I am the only one in the team who is popular." Klassen said angrily. These men are like women when they make jokes. , eating and excreting, it's really a low-level death.
"I think you are angry with Hans for not treating you as a woman!" Tomer added.
"A woman is a woman only if she has protruding breasts and buttocks. Who said you are flatter than me? Just follow Anna's example and develop your breasts." Jacobson said with a lewd laugh.
"You bastard, this girl is gone, are you blind?" Klassen said angrily.
"Yes! This bastard is blind. Where do I have breasts?" Christian said angrily. If they were inside the ship, he would make them die ugly.
This battle, with mouths as weapons and words as ammunition, evolved into a united front composed of Christian and Klassen against everyone except Squadron Leader Steiner and the always silent Mas Kinder.
But two mouths are no match for four, not to mention they have eight mouths. The final result was that they admitted that Klassen was a flat-chested lesbian with a tendency to cross-dress, and that she and Christian were gay lovers.
Of course Christian and Klassen were furious. However, there was nothing they could do on the battlefield.
"The Federation fleet has finally retreated." Captain Steiner's words ended the war of words.
"Yeah! Really," Hans shouted.
"God! Please bless the commander of the Federation, he saved my belly." Hans said next in a very pious tone.
But after thirty minutes, they were able to rotate back to the ship to rest.
When all three Zakus returned to the ship, Hans ran towards the cafeteria at a speed that was not inferior to that of ancient ninjas.
Director Yoko also led a team of maintenance workers to start work.
"How's it going? Are you okay?" Yoko approached Christian's Zaku with a smile on his face.
"Well, there is no problem for the time being." Christian felt that he had been able to overcome the mental barrier caused by the massacre for the time being.
When Christian saw that the others were not paying attention, he took Yoko into his arms and kissed her on the face.
"I'll go to your place tonight!" Christian asked.
"Okay!" Yoko stroked the top of his head like a child.
"I'll wait for you." Yoko said.
After hearing her answer, Christian nodded and walked into the ship. Although not as exaggerated as Hans, his belly was also rioting.
Yoko looked at his back and felt something in her heart. As a sexual rival, this person can also satisfy himself. Comforting the psychological uneasiness of young people can also give you a sense of satisfaction.
It's just that he has more desire than love for himself. For some reason, since being with him, Yoko has longed for an object of consistent lust.
"Okay, let's move forward. Yoko Sanada, you are still very charming." Yoko encouraged herself, determined to find a romantic partner after Christian, not just a sexual partner with good feelings.
When Christian entered the cafeteria, it was really like a riot inside.
Because they are not the only three mobile suit pilots. The Babenhausen had to be rotated to the rear, so personnel from the main battery, secondary battery, anti-aircraft guns, communications and agencies all came in to eat, filling the mess hall.
But although everyone was fighting for a seat, there was only one person sitting at one table. Everyone avoided using it because it was what the female prisoners of the Federation were using.
It seems that she is deliberately kept at a distance by everyone.
Hans and Jacobson, as expected, lived up to their bad qualities. Whether by robbing or deceiving, they managed to grab three seats and were waving to him.
After Christian gestured to them to refuse. Next, join the terrifying rush to buy dinner.
Because there were so many people, it took a lot of time to find a way out and buy dinner.
Christian floated towards the table of the female prisoner Lisna Bert. He hooked the dinner tray on the table, sat down on his seat and fastened his seat belt.
"Hello." Lizna said nervously.
"Hello." Christian said softly.
"Ah! It's so inconvenient on the ship. Once out of the universe, there is no gravity, making everything very troublesome." Christian said, pulling on the seat belt.
"Yes! Things will fly around when they are not fastened." Lizna responded to him.
Everyone in the cafeteria temporarily calmed down because of Christian's anomaly. But then they ignored it. They continued to fight for seats and buy dinner.
"Especially when eating, everything has to be individually packaged. Well, you have a lot of food!"
Christian said as he looked at the food that occupied less than half of the table. Most of them are very expensive and small desserts.
"It seems very expensive!" Christian couldn't help but said.
"I'm in a bad mood! So..." Liz said unhappily.
Thinking of her being a girl being bullied by Jacobson and being single and captured on an enemy ship. Moreover, all her relatives in District 1 passed away, but she herself was still kept in the dark.
Christian felt sorry for her.
"Hello." Hans pulled Jacobson over.
I saw someone breaking a taboo. Others were not willing to be left behind and occupied the vacant seats on the table.
Jacobson and Lisna stared at each other with hatred.
"Oh! There are so many things! Can you, a girl, finish it?" Hans said with his saliva almost falling.
"I'm in a bad mood!" Lizna said melancholy.
"If you have anything to say to a federal bastard, I told you not to drag me here!" Jacobson lost his temper at Hans.
"What did you say, you bastard?" Lizna said angrily.
"There is no place for federal dominatrixes to speak here." Jacobson responded viciously.
"Hey! Don't cooperate with the atmosphere and make things tense here!" Christian, who couldn't stand it anymore, advised.
"You were the one who went too far that day." Hans helped Liz take it instead.
"I'm just satisfying the promiscuous nature of the Federal bastards." Jacobson usually said nothing, but he didn't expect that he would get so angry when he really encountered Federal soldiers.
"Don't be proud. What you did to me is against military regulations even within your own army." Lisna became even more angry.
"I'll shoot you." Jacobson said, taking out the pistol from his waist. Although they are mobile soldiers, they are also issued pistols and submachine guns for self-defense. Both Hans and Christian left these two useless objects in the cockpit, but Jacobson always carried the pistol with him.
"Hey! A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything!" Hans and Christian persuaded.
She was clearly a victim, but she was scolded by the victim, which made Liz feel unwilling to accept it.
"Mr. Hans, I have no status on this ship. But I still need food and supplies, so the captain told me that if I need anything, I can go to the Welfare Department and the mess hall to get money. Lieutenant Jacobson is responsible for the person who caused this problem like me." Lisna said suddenly.
In addition to hating the federal army, Jacobson is so angry. I'm afraid this is also an important reason.
"What do you want to eat? I'll treat it to you as a greeting gift." Liz said gently to Hans, who looked very good at eating.
"Yeah! Thank you very much. I'll eat anything, as long as it's expensive and hard to fill." Hans said happily.
"It doesn't matter." After Lisna said this, she walked towards the sales counter in the canteen with a deliberate smile.
"You guy, you are clearly betraying me!" Jacobson said angrily.
"Alas... how can I not eat free things! If you want to scold me, just let me scold you! Alas... who calls me poor!"
As for Hans, you can learn from the sad dramas on TV. What's even worse is that he sang the theme song of that type of drama next.
"Haha..." Christian couldn't help but laugh.
"You, you..." Jacobson was so excited that he vomited blood.
Afterwards, Liz came back holding a lot of things and said.
"There are no high-end things in the cafeteria, but they only have pastries, fruits, desserts and snacks. Please feel free to do whatever you want." Liz said with a smile on her face.
"Thank you very much." Hans let go of Jacobson and started eating.
"Hey... don't let go..." Christian tried his best to suppress Jacobson.
"Kill you, bitch," Jacobson yelled.
"Christian, do you want to eat?" Lisna said with an increasingly sweet smile.
"Yeah! But I have no hands." Christian said with difficulty.
"Then I'll feed you!" Liza gently picked up a piece of cake and fed it to him.
"You're welcome." Christian took a bite and chewed slowly.
"You are the traitor below, I order you to let me go immediately and let me kill this female fox." Jacobson yelled wildly.
"Calm down!" Hans took out a hand to hold him down, and at the same time stuffed a pack of drinking straws into his mouth.
"Don't mind, this guy's mentality is not normal." Hans's outstanding performance
The traitor then talked more animatedly with Lisna.
The meal ended with Jacobson bleeding heavily and Lisna venting a lot of dissatisfaction.
But Jacobson didn't stop cursing the two traitors until they went back to their rooms to sleep.
After Christian returned home, the federal army changed its tactics. They stopped outside the effective aiming distance of the naval guns and attacked the colonial satellites with intensive artillery fire. The ships could not be hit at this distance, but it was different if the target was the colonial satellites.
The power of half a fleet's salvo is really amazing, but the target is an artificial celestial body with a radius of 6.5 kilometers and a diameter of 30 kilometers.
And it's not just about destroying it, it's about crushing it completely. As a result, apart from adding ugly holes to the colonial satellites and roughly reducing their mass, it cannot change the fact that the colonial satellites crashed into the earth.
Although the Self-Defense Army sent Zaku to attack many times, the Federation Army retreated at the border every time, waiting until Zaku's fuel ran out and retreated completely. Attacked again.
The war continued for a long time without any results.
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January 6, 0079.
In the briefing room of the Mobile Corps, Jacobson was fighting for his wallet. The coalition forces of Hans and Christian refused to give an inch.
Strive to keep bets small and require equal conditions when preparing troops. Use delaying tactics when starting tactical exercises to minimize monetary losses.
Bet... no, I have been practicing tactics for almost a whole morning. Jacobson didn't win much.
"Hey! You two useless things, don't run away. Let's decide the outcome!" Jacobson said provocatively.
"There is a saying in the art of war. Knowing where to advance and retreat is the way of a great general." Christian said proudly.
"Yes! It's like what a bastard named Mao said in history, 'When the enemy advances, I flee; when the enemy stops, I breathe; when the enemy retreats, I retire.' Retreating is also a strategy!" Hans said proudly. All he was thinking about was how to make Liz happy and let her treat him to something to eat. She didn't pay for it anyway!
"Are you two still soldiers? You can only run away with your tail between your legs, so aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others? You should also move faster and don't wait until the last step." Jacobson said with anger, his face turned red. .
"You're wrong. I didn't run away! I used time and distance to protect my purse as much as possible against a strong enemy. Otherwise, the things that others bought yesterday would have been paid for by myself." Christian Said in a half-serious, half-playful manner.
"Jacobson, don't even think about paying attention to us." Hans said in a cunning voice.
"You two brats, then we will fight for a long time to see who clears the bag first." Jacobson said in an oppressive manner.
"Second Lieutenant Jacobson, Sergeant Hans, and Sergeant Christian, if there is a dispatch order, please go to Gnaku immediately."
"Okay!" Christian and Hans high-fived.
"XXX, XXX." Jacobson cursed twice.
"Okay, let's go." The angry Jacobson and the extremely proud Hans and Jacobson headed towards Gnaku.
When they arrived at Gnaku, Director Yoko came out to see them immediately.
"Okay, the machine is ready and can attack at any time. ...And Jacobson, I heard that you were punished yesterday. People who bully girls will not have a good end." Yoko helped Liz take it. say.
"Damn it, what bad luck did I have? Every guy is targeting me." Jacobson said dissatisfied.
"Of course girls help girls." Yoko said. (Hmm! At this point she and I are the same. Mrs. Christian's note has not been raised for a long time.)
"Beautiful women will always be my friends," Christian said.
"It's nothing to betray a stupid boss for food." Hans said with a smile.
"You idiot Yoko who cannot tell the difference between friend and foe." "Anna, you oblivious lesbian." "And Hans, you traitor without moral integrity." Jacobson pointed at the tips of their noses. Cursed.
"Hey! Who told you to bully someone first? You deserve it." Yoko retorted slightly angrily.
"Who is a woman? Don't talk nonsense." Christian said angrily as usual.
"Alas! Because this incompetent boss is worthless, I betrayed him for a little food. Jacobson, please work harder and let me sell it at a better price." Hans said with a thick skin.
What followed was a string of curse words from Jacobson.
"Jacobson, who was besieged by traitors on the ship, now goes out to fight the enemy outside the ship." Jacobson countered by reporting to the bridge during the attack.
"Today, the wind is sunny and sunny. Hans, who has Judas as his idol, will try his best to sell his boss at a good price." Hans whistled.
"Mighty and majestic, the man's heroic spirit shocks the universe. He doesn't look like a girl at all. The manly Christian is accompanied by two fools to attack." Christian said with a majestic voice.
"These three idiots." In the command room on the bridge, Captain Kirsten laughed and cursed.
"Christian is still so childish. In fact, it's not bad to be called Anna!" Yoko sighed after hearing Christian, who deliberately emphasized his masculine attitude, make a sortie report to the bridge.
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After arriving in the universe, Christian and others quickly met up with Captain Steiner. This time it is equipped for ship attack. Two teams are equipped with 280mm rocket launchers, and two teams are equipped with 120mm machine guns.
"Everyone, listen, today we are fighting with the group, targeting the federal fleet ahead." Steiner gave a simple order.
This time, the self-protection team sent two strengthened groups of Zakus to attack, with a total of 120 machines.
Zaku, who had over a hundred machines, divided into two teams. After advancing, he planned to attack the Federation fleet from the left and right.
The federal fleet, which had been conducting ultra-long-distance bombardment, immediately turned around and retreated after noticing the actions of the Self-Defense Forces.
Since the speeds of both sides are close, it will take a long time to catch up with the federal fleet. During this period, the Federation continued to use naval gun salvos to create a giant shotgun attack effect, and also continued to use long-range heat source guided missiles to coordinate the attack.
Under this obstruction, it was difficult for the Zaku group to catch up with the federal fleet and could only force it to retreat. Finally had to retreat due to fuel constraints.
But as the self-defense forces retreated, the federal fleet advanced again.
As a Zaku pilot, Christian couldn't help but doubt the effectiveness of this kind of combat. In the federal attack just now, Zaku lost two Zakus and five were damaged. Apart from temporarily preventing the federal army from continuously bombarding the colonial satellites, nothing has been accomplished.
"Well! What's this! It's a useless battle." Christian criticized.
"That's right! I don't like to make living targets for others to practice shooting skills." Jacobson laughed at himself slightly angrily.
"Get back to the ship quickly," Hans said.
This meaningless attack made everyone feel tired.
On the other hand, Stewart, who escaped from the first area, arrived at the battlefield. After Commander Sifashun escaped, he gathered the remaining troops and came here to participate in the operation to intercept the colonial satellite.
In the meantime, he first sent his large and medium-damaged ships back to the Space Fortress Luna II, and he moved forward with the remaining undamaged and small-damaged ships. On the way, they met other isolated and escaped ships and two newly built ships that were about to be dispatched to the colonial satellite station.
Finally, when he arrived at the front line, he commanded a total of twenty-five ships of various types. It was twice as many as the ten ships he originally commanded.
Before the attack, Stewart organized all the fighters in his hands into three groups and let Gibbs, Hals and Perry serve as temporary combat commanders.
After considering the information from the last battle, Stewart gave instructions to the commanders of the three groups: "Zaku has a clear quality advantage compared to our fighters. For this reason, I plan to let the smaller ones The Torez fighter planes acted as a preemptive attack, trying to break up Zaku's formation and widen the distance between the enemy planes so that the enemies could not support each other. After that, two groups of four Swordfish planes were used as a unit, and four Swordfish planes were used as units. Focus on attacking one Zaku in a one-to-one manner. I want to use our numerical and tactical advantages to counter the performance advantages of self-protection weapons."
After hearing Stewart's proposal, the three captains all believed that this plan had a high possibility of success. With their confidence greatly increased, they used the time between arriving on the battlefield to train their subordinates on this new tactic as much as possible.
After escaping from Area 1, Stewart learned about the Self-Defense Forces' three-second declaration of war and the subsequent massacre in the colony from military communications and civilian news.
When he saw the horrific scenes that sent chills down the spine, he felt extremely angry and regretful. In order to win the War of Independence, Zihu resorted to such cruel and inhumane means. And this also made him extremely self-blame. As a senior official, he was unable to prevent these atrocities from happening.
Stewart made up his mind that he could no longer let a loser like Sfax hold him back, and that he would crush his despicable ambition to protect himself.
When Stewart entered the battlefield, it was when Christian and his men retreated after their attack failed.
"Contact the Fourth Fleet that is currently operating immediately. We have arrived at the battlefield. All combat fleets are moving forward."
After giving the order, Stewart used the time before entering the Mie particle dispersion area to communicate with the entire fleet.
"Dear officers and soldiers, everyone is aware of the tragedies that occurred in the first, second and fourth districts.
The soldiers whose hometowns are in these places have lost everything they can lose. Now Zihu wants to crash the colonial satellite into the earth, and wants other people born on earth to lose everything. "
"We must stop the atrocities of these demons to protect themselves. For the loved ones we love, and to protect the Earth Federation. Now is the time to fight back." After the broadcast, its fleet entered the war zone.
Although it is a newly defeated army, because most of them are from the colonies, they are faced with sudden attacks and massacres of their relatives in order to protect themselves.
They are not depressed but determined to take revenge. Now is the time for them to repay and protect themselves, using their own lives and the weapons in their hands.
"If I die here, I can be with you." Gibbs, who had all his relatives killed in the first area before the attack, prayed heavily.
"We can't die until we kill all the bastards who are trying to protect themselves!" Hals, who was in the same situation as him, said with deep sadness and indignation.
"We must stop them." This is Pei Li's idea. Although his home is on Earth, he is different from the other two companions. But in his eyes, he was not even worthy of being called an enemy, he was just a beast and a bastard, so he used the word "it".
Nearly 200 fighter planes on more than 20 ships all launched an attack, targeting Christian's group.
Watching the group of light spots disappearing in the distance, Stewart thought of the girl he met in Baikonur, Russia—Elim. I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other for a long time this time!
As for the brigade to which Christian belongs, since Mie particles interfere with radar and communications, they mainly rely on optical reconnaissance and heat source detection to find the enemy. But their attention was completely attracted by the federal fleet that had been attacking them.
"Back there..." Feeling a little uneasy, Christian looked at the situation behind him.
"The federal army is attacking from behind." Christian, who saw the hundreds of light spots approaching, shouted into the communicator.
However, at such a distance and with extremely high Mie particles, he could only make Hans, Jacobson, and the slightly distant Steiner squadron aircraft notice the attack from the rear.
The first group of Torez fighters to attack seized the opportunity to fly to the shortest distance before launching their missiles. Due to the closeness and density of the attacks, five or six of the dozen Zakus that were attacked immediately exploded into a fireball. The rest also suffered considerable damage.
The Federation fighters used up their missiles in the first strike and rushed through the remaining unattacked Zaku group at full speed.
The whole brigade immediately dispersed to pursue. Christian and Jacobson each shot down an enemy plane.
But at this time, the second batch of Torez fighters had arrived. The entire brigade was scattered, each side avoiding and counterattacking.
"The time for revenge has finally arrived." On the federal side, Jibre said excitedly after seeing the troops led by Hals successfully disperse the self-defense forces. Then, together with Pei Li's Swordfish fleet, they attacked the Self-Defense Force. Adopting the tactics instructed by Stewart, four aircraft were used as a unit to attack a lone Zaku.
Christian, Hans, Jacobson and others were all scattered. The distance is so far that communication is impossible. Feeling in danger, Christian let go of the enemy plane he had just missed and re-examined the battle situation.
The swarms of enemy planes approaching in front of him undoubtedly gave him chills in his heart.
"How come there are so many people!" said the shocked Christian. Four of them selected him to attack and launched their missiles at the same time, which totaled forty missiles.
Christian fired the heat source decoy desperately while accelerating the aircraft to its highest limit, turning left while shooting at the enemy aircraft.
Although he successfully hit one, he yelled "Good" from the bottom of his heart. But a swarm of missiles that cannot all be avoided has arrived.
Christian rotated the fuselage at the last moment, but was still hit by a missile.
"It's over!" Christian shouted in horror.
Amid the violently shaking body, he was still alive. It didn't seem like a fatal blow. Christian took advantage of the last opportunity when the two sides passed each other to shoot down another enemy plane.
After that, I immediately checked Zaku's condition. It seemed that the missile just now was blocked by the shield on his right shoulder. However, the missile fragments still caused a few minor injuries to the aircraft body.
Then he searched the battlefield again. What we saw was that Jacobson and Hans' Zakudu were each besieged by federal fighter planes.
Especially for Hans, the situation was even more critical. The enemy plane was approaching extremely close range.
Christian calmed down and shot from a distance.
After a burst of shooting, one of them was hit.
"Okay!" Christian couldn't help but yelled, considering the speed of both the enemy and ourselves, and the issue of lead quantity. It's very difficult to hit at this distance, so I'm really lucky to be able to hit it.
(Hello everyone! It's time for Mrs. Anna, who hasn't appeared for a long time, to explain again. Although Zaku is moving at super fast speeds in the universe, the speed of the bullet fired at this time is Zaku's speed plus the speed of the bullet.
Although that is already an extremely fast speed. However, when you aim at the enemy and shoot, by the time the bullet reaches the target, the target has already left the position where you aimed. )
(So you can't aim directly at the opponent's body, but you have to aim farther ahead to hit. Of course, the farther away you are, the harder you need to aim to hit, so the farther the distance between the two sides, the lower the hit rate. Anna's current distance can hit The probability of hitting an enemy plane is about
It is the same as when playing basketball, throwing the ball under your own basket and hitting the opponent's basket. But because of Anna, she is XXX! )
("At this critical moment, what can you say to ruin the atmosphere? Don't say anything before the time comes. Also, please, just call me Ann by her abbreviation. Don't call me Anna again." The wife who was pinched by her husband , said unwillingly: "I know Anna.")
(Editor: Due to domestic violence, the comments are temporarily added here.)
"Damn it." Hans cursed. He was reaching the limit just to avoid the enemy plane. He had no time to aim the machine gun in his hand, so he could only fire randomly in the direction of the enemy plane to interfere with the enemy's attack.
Hearing Hans' foul language, Christian knew that his situation was extremely critical.
Christian, who was about to fly forward for support, saw three Federation Swordfish planes firing their missiles at the same time.
"Oh no," cried Christian.
"What a tragedy." Hans said.
After a while of evasive movements, Hans' Zaku was obscured by the light of the explosion.
Christian's heart beat wildly at this.
After the light of the explosion disappeared. One of Hans' Zaku's legs was blown off, two medium-sized holes were blown out of the fuselage, and the machine gun in his hand was released due to the concussive force.
"Hans!" Christian shouted in the cockpit, driving Zaku to top speed, and at the same time violently strafed the three federal fighters to prevent them from using their 40mm cannon to make the final blow.
Since the enemy planes had exhausted their missiles, one of them was hit by Christian's 120mm cannon. So all three enemy planes turned around and retreated.
"Hey! Aren't you dead yet?" Christian asked nervously. Only then did Christian realize that he was clearly out of communication distance just now, but he had no time to think deeply about this issue.
"I almost got listed on the list of the dead." Hans gasped.
"Ah! Here we go again. Direction 88, 43." Hans said while looking at the screen.
Christian, who was focusing on the damage to Hans' body, quickly changed Zaku's main monitor to the direction Hans said.
And there was another group of four federal fighter planes attacking.
If he dodges at this time, Hans is doomed, but if he stops to shoot, he might be able to fight a fight or two, but both of them have to report to the underworld.
Christian changed Zaku to hold a gun with one hand, and took out an electric ax from the waist behind his back with the other hand. While firing randomly at the enemy plane in front of him, he rushed forward.
The federal fighter planes also counterattacked with 40mm cannons under Christian's bullets. The two sides are getting closer. Before they were about to cross each other, Christian fired a heat decoy, and the Federation fighter planes also fired all their missiles.
Because they were too close, most of the missiles didn't even have time to aim, and passed right by Christian's body. But two of them still hit Christian's Zaku. One hit the fuselage hard and bounced off before exploding. The other was miraculously chopped off by Christian with an electric axe.
After the salvo, the federal fighter jets continued to fire 40mm cannons, and the two sides missed each other. And Christian slashed one of the enemy planes.
"Huh...huh...huh..." Christian used Zaku's advantage to rotate the fuselage and continue to shoot the federal fighters.
The federal fighter plane was unable to counterattack because its machine gun was fixed in the direction of the aircraft's nose. Therefore, they gave up attacking Hans and scattered and escaped.
"Hoo... we're saved..." Hans's trembling voice came through the communicator.
Christian was also so nervous that he broke into a cold sweat. But he was still worried and quickly searched the battlefield.
Jacobson escaped the attack of the federal fighter plane, but Zaku also had a few more holes in his body. And judging from the battle situation of the entire brigade, it was really terrible. Judging from the reduced number, I am afraid that a squadron of people and Zaku were blown to pieces. Among the remaining forty or so Zakus, half were injured, and half of them were seriously injured like Hans.
"Assemble all aircraft and return to the ship." Captain Steiner issued the above order with a signal flare. However, Steiner's squadron was in the best condition. No one was shot down, but half of Zaku's squadron was injured.
"Alas! I almost met my deceased grandpa." After Jacobson reorganized the team, he said, still feeling scared and tired.
"What a pity! The four demon kings were almost able to hunt sparrows together." Christian said sadly.
"Sparrow? What are the Four Demon Kings?" Jacobson asked with some hostility.
"Miss Yoko taught me this. I heard that it was a game introduced to Japan from China, and the person who loses the game has to take off his clothes, which is very exciting." Christian explained.
"Ah! That sounds good. What are the four devils?" Jacobson asked.
"They are King Yama of the East, Satan of Christianity, and Hades of ancient Greece. They are all the legendary demon kings who dominate hell." Christian continued.
"What's the fourth one?" Hans asked cooperatively.
"That's Jakobson Schul Habschuburg," Christian replied.
"That's what I expected. If I want to go to hell, I will drag you two brats down to do odd jobs." Jacobson said angrily to the two brats who were laughing.
Everyone laughed a little and recovered from their nervousness. Being so close to death was, at least for Jacobson and Hans, the first time. If they didn't talk and laugh like this, they would be nervous to death. One moment he was on the verge of life and death, and the next moment he was joking. To say that they are extremely courageous is to say that they use jokes as spiritual healing agents.
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Hans' Zaku was severely damaged, while Jacobson and Christian were both slightly injured. So when we returned to the ship, everyone on the ship was very nervous.
Landed by Jacobson first. Then go to Hans, so that Jacobson can prevent Hans from losing control.
Fortunately, Hans landed safely. Finally it was Christian's turn.
As soon as you enter Gnaku, you can see Jacobson's Zaku and Hans's colliding into a ball. After Christian landed easily, he waited for the Gnaku's warehouse door to close.
Christian left the cockpit and headed in the direction of Jacobson.
The two of them also left Zaku's cockpit one after another.
"Hans, Jacobson, you two are really perverted. So intimate! Ouch!" Christian said as he looked at Zaku, the two guys. They look like they can't stand being gay.
"Then why don't you come into my arms and try it? It's very warm." Hans attacked with a bear hug.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Christian quickly dodged.
"This girl talks too much. Teach her a lesson!" Jacobson cheered for Hans.
"Yeah!" Christian, who had just dodged the blow, was caught from behind.
As soon as she turned around, she was kissed by a soft lips. The two people hugged each other, and enthusiastic whistles from all the team members came from all around.
"I'm worried to death!" It was Miss Yoko with tears in her eyes who let him go.
"Yoko..." Christian stopped with his face turning red.
"Come! Let me kiss you too." Hans flew over and said.
Without saying a word, Yoko picked up Christian's helmet and put it on Hans.
"It's too much. My Zaku was injured the most." Hans protested.
"You three are not injured, are you?" Yoko asked, looking at the three people who could still joke, to confirm that they were really not injured.
Christian nodded quickly.
"I won't die so easily," Hans replied.
"My old bones haven't fallen apart yet," Jacobson said.
"It's fine if you're not hurt. But didn't I tell you to be careful? Zakus are my treasures!"
"Now that it's like this, why don't I teach you a lesson?" Yoko pulled out the Spanana from his body with lightning speed, and gave Hans and Jacobson a hard blow on their buttocks.
"Ah...it hurts..." Hans screamed.
"Wow..." Jacobson cried sadly.
"You hateful woman!" Jacobson cursed.
"This Spana can't be used anymore." Yoko threw it away as if the Spana had a bad smell.
"It looks like you have to work overtime today, so go to bed first!" Yoko whispered in Christian's ear.
"Well..." Christian whispered. Everyone in the maintenance team left first with envious and curious expressions.
"This is really differential treatment." Jacobson touched his buttocks and said in pain.
"Ah! These women are so realistic." Hans felt the same.
"Okay, you two, go quickly, don't stay here and hinder our work." Yoko drove the two of them away.
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That night, during the free time before going to bed, Christian sat alone in the restaurant. He chose a spot by the window. What is in front of me is the beam of the Federation fleet that continues to bombard the colonial satellite. This flash of death looks so beautiful.
But thinking that every time a beam of light hits a colonial satellite, a pile of corpses of those killed by the poisonous gas used by the Self-Defense Forces will be blown up, which makes people feel sick.
"I'm looking at the scenery alone!"
Christian's eyes left the window and looked in the direction of the source of the sound. The one who greeted him was Lisna Bert. She was still dressed in a bloody T-shirt and shorts. The ill-fitting clothes were worn on her alluring figure, making the allure of her big breasts Full display.
Christie, who was lustful, took a deep breath to force herself to calm down.
"Yes! It looks beautiful!" Christian replied smoothly.
"Don't you need to sleep?" Lisna sat directly next to Christian and asked.
"Hey...you..." Christian couldn't help but protest because that hot and quite exposed body was right next to him.
"What? Don't you welcome me?" Lisna asked with a smile on her face.
"No, it's just a little sudden!" Feeling the temptation of the female body, Christian gave in to his instinct.
Looking at the battle beam outside the window. The two of them were silent for a while, the sight before their eyes was so beautiful, but Christian thought that every time a hole was drilled on the colony, a lot of corpses might float out. This kind of beauty makes people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.
"What is the situation of those people in the colonial satellite!" Recalling her hometown, Lizna whispered with emotion.
Christian couldn't answer.
"Don't you know?" Yoko whispered to himself.
"We are going to drop the colonial satellite into Zabro, the headquarters of the Earth Federation Army. Aren't you excited?" Christian asked doubtfully.
"I don't feel anything... Zabro is a complete military target! Moreover, I am also a space immigrant myself. Everything on the earth feels very far away to me. I really can't have any sense of companionship with the people on the earth." Li Sina said.
Christian, who originally thought that Lisna would be very excited, couldn't help but think about it. I used to believe in propaganda and believed that the Federation was a huge and evil force. They think about destroying the Self-Defense Kingdom all the time.
In fact, as long as you are a human being, you will have various ideas. The ideas of the military and government do not adequately represent the ideas of all people. For Lisna, she couldn't feel that there was any justice in this war that she had to protect. What she pursued was just like the last conversation, which was the stable income that the army brought her.
"Why do you want to prevent our country from becoming independent?" Christian asked
"Whoever stopped it was just the government and the military's own plans! As far as I'm concerned, no...most people in the first district just stayed out of it." Lisna said.
"Why do you have to be independent?" Lisna asked curiously.
"What! We were independent from the beginning." Christian argued hastily.
"After all, you can't make a living by being independent, and you can't kill people if you're not independent. It's just a waste of work!" Lisna criticized.
"No, only by independence can we decide our own destiny. We don't want to be ruled by those wastes on the earth who know nothing and only want to maintain the so-called unity and are always corrupt."
Christian defended with indignation.
"You said that senior federal officials are always corrupt. That is not wrong, but that is wrong in itself. We have freedom of speech to criticize them, media to report their crimes, and an independent judicial system to sanction them. Not to mention autonomy Isn't that enough? Real life will not decline." Lisna countered.
"It's different. Those who rule the Principality are the people from the Third District, and the government is also composed of the residents of the Third District. It is our own country and it is our glory. We don't want to be second-class people ruled by the Federation. "
Christian spoke sternly, with an angry look on his face.
"What second-class people! It's just that you are arrogant and selfish. As human beings, you don't consider the interests of a unified country and only care about your own good. Moreover, isn't it Kilian Sabi who rules you? The so-called imperial system is simply outdated. It's a dictatorial system. You are really second-class people if you are controlled by others." Liz counterattacked unconvinced.
After the two glared at each other. Feeling that such a bickering was really meaningless, Christian sat down and said, "I'm sorry! I started talking about politics without knowing it." Thinking of what happened to Lisna and that he was also responsible, he felt that he should let her go. .
"No! It's me. I obviously don't like to talk about politics on weekdays, but I actually talk for the government. In fact, as long as there is freedom of speech and work to do, I don't care what those high-ranking officials are doing! "Remembering her impulsive behavior just now, Lisna deeply apologized for it.
"Those beams of light look beautiful! They are like fireworks. But they are a bit monotonous." Lisna said as she approached Christian and looked out the window.
"Well...yeah..." Christian agreed. However, his mind was focused on Lisna's body, and the heat and fragrance of the female body came directly to her. Especially those big breasts, Liz didn't seem to notice it, they were already pressed against him.
Somehow my eyes moved to the cleavage under that loose T-shirt.
"What's wrong..." Lisna looked at him strangely.
"No...nothing..." Christian quickly looked away.
Liz smiled with satisfaction. His body got closer to Christian, making him extremely nervous, and his eyes kept stopping on the beam of the particle cannon outside the ship.
Liz took advantage of the opportunity and reached into Christian's pocket, groping carefully.
Yes. Lisna felt excited in her heart. She took out a small communicator from Christian's bag. She had seen Christian use it and put it in his pocket while eating.
In this way, myself
You can see news reports.
Lisna was extremely happy. She had no news since she was captured. Things about her family and friends worried her greatly. Now that she had it, she couldn't wait to see it.
"Um...Okay. I have something to do and I'll take my leave first." After finishing speaking, Lisla rushed out of the dining room like an arrow. Christian was left watching her disappear in confusion.
"Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"
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"Phew! That's it for the time being. The rest of the work will be handed over to the second shift. Everyone, please rest first!" The exhausted Yoko said to his subordinates.
Everyone cheered with weak voices.
After working all night, Christian and Jacobson's Zaku was finally repaired. However, Hans' Zaku, which was the most severely damaged, had only been repaired one-third. I'm still busy tomorrow, and I have to write a damage report and ask for spare parts. Thinking of this, Yoko really didn't want to move.
Yoko took out the communicator and connected to Christian's room.
"Hey! Christian, are you still awake?" Yoko said to the small screen on the communicator. What appeared inside was Christian who was obviously unable to sleep.
"Is the work done?" Christian asked.
"Not yet, but let's do this for today! I'm very tired now! I don't even want to move. Can you pick me up?" Yoko asked.
"Okay." Christian responded.
"I'll wait for you in your cockpit." Yoko said in a very tired voice.
"I know, I'll come right away."
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The tired Yoko immediately sat down in his seat after entering Zaku's cockpit. I was immediately so tired that I didn't want to move anymore, and then fell into sleep.
When Christian opened the cockpit cover of Zaku, he saw Yoko who had fallen into a deep sleep. Seeing her tired and stained appearance, he couldn't bear to disturb her.
"Okay! Just push it a little harder!" Christian gave up on waking Yoko, and instead the two of them squeezed into the cockpit to sleep.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Christian was woken up by the sound coming from outside. It seems to be the maintenance personnel who are still working.
After that, the sound continued, making him unable to sleep peacefully. I can't sleep like this and I'm bored. Naturally, he set his target on Yoko, who was sleeping soundly next to him.
Christian leaned his head against Yoko's face and looked at this beautiful woman who was older than him. I felt very lucky to be allowed to be so close to her.
Christian's lips kissed Yoko's lips naturally.
"Well..." Yoko groaned instinctively.
"You must be very tired!" Christian smelled the smell of machine oil among his usual fragrance.
The mischievous intention of deliberately teasing Yoko to see how soundly she slept made Christian continue to attack.
Christian kissed Yoko's face several times, then turned his target to the sensitive ear beads, biting them gently. Naturally, his hand reached out to the chest that attracted him so much.
Harassed by bursts of pleasure, Yoko struggled to sleep restlessly. But it seems that the God of Sleep is still unwilling to let him go.
But once it begins, it is difficult for men to be restrained by their rationality. Although he just wanted to touch her at first, when he realized it, he had already taken off Yoko's top and was teasing a pair of tender breasts through her bra.
"Ugh..." Yoko groaned loudly unconsciously, and woke up from her dreamland.
People are confused and drowsy. But I felt a sense of pleasure in my chest.
"Yeah..." At this moment, Christian had just taken off Yoko's pants to her thighs, and was stroking her vagina through her underwear.
Being shocked by the pleasure, Yoko suddenly woke up.
"You...you!" Yoko pinched Christian's ears in shame and anger.
"Yeah! It hurts...it hurts..." Christian whispered, stopping further intrusion.
"This is a workplace! Aren't you afraid of being known?" Yoko blushed because she was not only angry.
Young boys are like this. Once they are passionate, they don't care about anything. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if someone found out? When the time comes, what face will I use to face my subordinates? It's really, really annoying!
"Why is Yoko's sleeping posture so attractive? It's obviously telling me not to be polite!" Christian took away Yoko's hand that pinched his ear and said lazily.
"You are saying something bad about me." Yoko said slightly angrily.
"Of course. Now that you're awake, I won't be polite anymore." After Christian finished speaking, he gave Yoko a big relief in the small cockpit.
"No! People will know." Yoko quickly rejected it with both hands.
"Don't be afraid, this place is absolutely soundproof." Christian stripped Yoko down to only a pair of underwear in the blink of an eye.
Although Yoko wanted to stop him, she was so exhausted that she had no strength at all. In addition, Christian's caress just now left her powerless to resist.
"No! What if it causes a shock?" Yoko tried to persuade while guarding the last line of defense.
"Indeed, with my bravery, I can definitely shake a Zaku weighing dozens of tons. However, this is something to be proud of, so don't worry about it." Christian mocked Yoko with a smile. This isn't a bed, so of course it can't be rocked.
But his hands never stopped trying to remove Yoko's underwear.
"Stop! I'm so embarrassed." Yoko hit him with one hand and held her underwear with the other hand to resist.
Not obedient at all, this is Zakunai of Gnaku! If someone found out and wanted to do it, Christian would strip himself naked. Once someone notices it, there is really no way to escape and nothing to say in defense.
"I told you to stop. My body is very dirty! I'm covered in sweat. If you want to do anything, go back to the room first." Yoko said with a blushing face in embarrassment.
"It's true, the smell of sweat is very strong!" After taking off his clothes, Yoko's body smelled even more sweaty. But smelling the gas, Christian's desire rose sharply.
Yoko's face turned red with embarrassment.
"Yoko's shy look is very cute. If you're so dirty, just let me bathe you, with my tongue." Christian said mischievously.
"You... you... said you don't want it anymore... if someone sees me... ah!..." Yoko protested sweetly with her face flushed.
"I want it!" Yoko's final line of defense was finally taken off by Christian.
"Ah..." After being completely naked, Yoko trembled all over, thinking of the terrifying situation if someone discovered her. Also, under this tense mood, my body seems to be more sensitive than usual.
"The body odor is very strong today!" In the small cockpit, Yoko's strong smell of sweat, engine oil and her own body fragrance mixed together. It doesn't smell good, but when you smell it in your nose, your body reacts particularly well.
"My whole body is sweaty and dirty! I need to wash it well." Christian used his tongue to clean Yoko's chest as he said before, and the fingers of his hands turned into two big spiders and moved around Yoko's body to clean her.
"Don't touch it if it's dirty!" Yoko said in shame.
This person didn't listen to her at all, but she was so tired and exhausted, facing the pleasure brought by Christian's mouth and tongue, that she couldn't resist at all, so she could only let him do whatever he wanted.
"Ms. Yoko, let's help too." Yoko was teased, touched, and touched all over her body, to the point that she was about to call for help, but paused for a moment. Take Yoko's hands to the tender breasts and the secret garden respectively.
"Hmm..." Yoko moaned in pleasure as Christian sucked her nipples. But Christian's hands were invading all over her body, but he still refused to give her a hard blow. Making Yoko's body squirm with desire.
"Ah...ah..." In the end, Yoko, who was uneasy, finally gave in from the bottom of his heart. The hands placed on the breasts and peach blossoms began to fiddle and caress to bring pleasure to themselves.
Tears appeared in my eyes for some reason.
"This is what we call crying with joy!" Christian looked at Yoko's expression of excitement but unwillingness, and teased him even more excitedly. Because Miss Yoko's surrender and helplessness turned out to be so attractive.
"Bad person..." Yoko cursed in a low voice.
"If someone finds out, I won't let you go." Yoko vowed as the electric shock of pleasure in her body became more and more frequent. But the nervousness of being seen at any time made her much more excited than usual. Therefore, although the current movements and techniques are relatively traditional and cannot take advantage of the lack of gravity, the pleasure that the body can enjoy is extremely strong.
"The smell here is very strong today!" Christian retreated to his lower body, spread Yoko's thighs with his hands and looked at the peach blossom garden that was full and soaked with semen.
"Yeah... don't!..." Yoko, who was stripped naked and spread her legs, looking directly at her secret parts, felt particularly ashamed today. Just looking at it caused a series of slight tremors in her flower hole, and a lot of nectar that had been accumulated began to flow out of her body.
"Although Ms. Yoko said she didn't want to, she still masturbated happily!" Christian said even more teasingly.
The snow-white skin on Yoko's face was instantly painted with a touch of red, making her look extraordinarily delicate.