"Hehe, impressive." Lyle looked at the sword poised to fall from above, not only unperturbed but also showing no signs of retreat, as if resigned to his fate, standing still.
At that moment...
A brilliant beam of light illuminated the night once more, precisely striking the right wrist of the "Flag Bearer," severing it cleanly, while the sword clattered to the ground, still held tightly.
"Damn it! You've harmed my 'Flag Bearer'!" Graham cursed loudly, raising his left hand to shield himself, just in time to block the incoming sniper fire.
But despite his curses, Graham had no chance to counterattack. Not only was he under fire from distant snipers, but Lyle in front of him also seized the opportunity, quickly changing positions to join Neil in a pincer attack against the "Flag Bearer."
The shield under the relentless barrage emitted a series of "bang bang bang" sounds, the heavy impact forcing the "Flag Bearer" to retreat until it finally found refuge behind a hill, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Tch, as expected of brothers. Optical Camouflage, mobile sniping, positional cover... Myer is cheating," Graham grumbled.
At that moment, several missiles suddenly launched from the other end of the antenna base, streaking through the sky. Just before they descended, their shells opened, releasing a swarm of miniature missiles that rained down on the antenna base.
"Not good! The antenna base!"
"Damn it! Brother!"
"Too many of them!"
The Dylandy Brothers immediately abandoned their suppression of the "Flag Bearer" upon seeing the missiles, unleashing all their firepower to intercept the rain of missiles.
"We can't stop them!"
Just as the three thought this, beams of light rained down from above, each one striking the miniature missiles with precision, the explosions turning the dark night into day.
"What is that!"
Everyone present looked up, seeing Gundam Rasiel standing in mid-air, its dual guns slowly lowered, twenty GN-bits surrounding it like loyal knights, while the shield-shaped GN-bit opened up behind it, exuding an angelic majesty.
"Haha, well done!"
"As expected of Myer-San, so reliable!"
"Tch, so you were here after all? You saw my embarrassing side, which is really annoying."
For Gundam Rasiel, shooting down the missile attack was as trivial as child's play. It nodded towards Gundam Dynames, Gundam Cherudim, and the direction of the "Flag Bearer," then flew towards Gundam Exia, leaving one to wonder whether it was a compliment to Gundam Dynames and Gundam Cherudim or a mockery of the "Flag Bearer," or perhaps both.
Meanwhile, in the canyon on the other side of the antenna base, Sachez watched this scene with cold sweat trickling down his forehead, forcing a strained smile: "This is... there are actually such monsters among Gundams... so terrifying... I better make a run for it."
...
At the same time, both the reformist defense forces of Azadistan and the UNION troops, as well as the Gundams of "Celestial Being," received urgent communications.
Five MS units from the Azadistan Zeir base had made an unusual move, breaking through the base's defenses and heading straight for the capital.
But no one expected that just as these five MS units met with their contact outside the city, Gundam Exia descended from the sky, landing directly in the center of the five machines, sweeping its dual swords and cleanly severing two of the "Long Nose" units in half.
The stunned rebels hurriedly retaliated, firing rapid-fire cannons and launching rockets, but none could touch even a corner of Gundam Exia.
Moving left and right, Gundam Exia danced gracefully through the barrage of shells, wielding blades that represented death, systematically cutting down the remaining three "Long Nose" units. The rebels on the ground, witnessing this, scattered in panic like startled birds.
Originally, Setsuna's fighting style was not like this. In his mind, Gundam was an angel, a god-like existence, impervious to harm from incoming shells, which made him more reckless, relying on Gundam Exia's performance to charge through.
But would Yang Hui allow Setsuna to burden the maintenance crew with extra work?
Of course not. After locking Setsuna in a small dark room called the "simulation chamber" for an entire week, he finally made him understand what the art of combat truly meant.
"Shh~ You've made significant progress." High above, Yang Hui observed Gundam Exia's performance, nodding in satisfaction. Relying on the machine's performance was a major taboo for a pilot; the pace of technological advancement was too rapid, and no one knew when Gundam's performance would be matched. Once one became accustomed to relying on the machine's capabilities, being overtaken in performance usually meant death.
In the original storyline, the appearance of the GN-X was not without reason; the "Celestial Being" forces were suppressed because the piloting skills of the four Gundam Meisters were at most elite level. When the machine's advantages faded, four machines against dozens, with the opposition being all elites plus a few aces, those who survived were merely under the influence of the protagonist's halo.
This is not an anime; there is no protagonist's halo. If things developed along the original trajectory, Yang Hui could guarantee that none of them would escape.
"Setsuna." With the advance forces at the Zeir base eliminated, it was time to move to the next location. "The MS from the Kazna base has also been deployed; eliminate them all."
"Understood."
The night was drawing to a close, and the first rays of the rising sun peeked over the horizon. Bathed in the morning light, Gundam Exia shone brilliantly, transforming into a true angel.
Gundam Rasiel quietly followed high above. If it were just a few "Long Nose" units from the Kazna base, Yang Hui wouldn't worry about Gundam Exia's safety, but...
The premise was that it was only the MS from the Kazna base.
"Come on, Kati, your chance is running out; you should make your move now," Yang Hui said with a smirk.
...
"The five MS units deployed from the Zeir base were eliminated by 'Celestial Being' outside the city, and Gundam is heading towards Kazna."
"That was a close call." Hearing this, Celine let out a sigh of relief. Just five MS units trying to storm the palace for a coup was simply wishful thinking, but what Celine truly worried about was the potential harm to the city. With Masoud Rachmadi missing, the extreme conservatives had gone mad, completely indifferent to the fact that their fellow countrymen still lived in the city, not to mention that some lawless individuals were taking advantage of the conservatives' name to commit atrocities.
"'Celestial Being'... Gundam... Setsuna..." Marina murmured as she gazed out the window at the diminishing green meteor in the night sky.
"Marina, what should we do now?"
"Celine... first, calm the public. As for the council... agree to UNION's military support."
"Are you serious?" Celine asked with a frown. With UNION's help, it would be easy to suppress the rebellion, but...
Once UNION's troops were stationed, would Azadistan really still have any semblance of sovereignty? Or would the damage truly disappear rather than expand?
"Compared to everything else, the safety of the citizens is the most important," Marina replied.
"...Alright, I'll go inform the council." Celine shot Marina a meaningful glance before turning to leave. The princess was kind, loved her people, and was devoted to her country... but she was just too kind and naive.
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