Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Chug tug tug!
boom!
As gunshots and explosions reverberated over the blood-stained desert, those ZAFT Army soldiers who had been prisoners a moment ago soon demonstrated Coordinators's absolute superiority in personal force.
Although there were not many of them, and many of them were injured, they were able to suppress Lieutenant Colonel Selas and his soldiers with very few weapons.
As for the Earth Alliance soldiers affiliated with Archangel, they did not choose to help any party this time. They just hid not far away and watched coldly.
Because this time, one of the two warring parties is ZAFT Army, who is under the powerful enemy Desert Tiger, and the other is Backstab, an ally who suddenly kidnapped the captain and a group of officers.
Compared to the former, the latter is obviously more hateful and hated.
If Murrue hadn't told the members of Archangel to be quiet, maybe they would have chosen to join forces with the ZAFT Army.
Seeing the soldiers around him fall into a pool of blood one by one under Coordinators's precise design, Lieutenant Colonel Selas finally started to panic. He pulled Murrue·Mwu La Flaga away from his subordinates, pointed a gun at her head and shouted, "I order you! Immediately order Archangel to fire to suppress the rebellion launched by the prisoners! Otherwise..."
"What else? Shoot me? Or do you have the guts to do that?"
Murrue raised his head and stared into the other person's eyes without fear, with a contemptuous sneer on his face.
As the captain of Archangel, she undoubtedly knew very well that if she was really killed, the man in front of her would lose the most important bargaining chip and trump card in his hand.
The remaining personnel on the entire Archangel will launch a riot in the next second, using powerful mobile suits and various naval guns and missiles to completely bury these shameless and dirty guys in the desert.
After all, since all the land battleships deployed by Andrew Balt Phil were destroyed by Allen, there is no weapon in the North Africa area that can compare with Archangel in terms of firepower and protection.
Not to mention the Resistance Organization behind enemy lines who lacked even heavy weapons against mobile suits. Even the Eurasian Federation on the other side of the sea could not mobilize a fleet capable of threatening Archangel in a short period of time.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Selas Lieutenant Colonel pretended to put his finger on the trigger, as if he would shoot at any time, trying to put pressure on the woman in front of him, forcing her to obey his will despite the fear of death.
It's a pity that Murrue, who was born in Eighth Fleet, inherited the spirit of the late fleet commander Duane Hal Barton who would rather die than surrender. He pursed his lips and said sarcastically, "Of course I'm afraid of death! But I know you don't dare to shoot! Because of you guys The guy's goal is the technology and information of Archangel and G Project. If you shoot me, you will not only get nothing, but you will also die without a burial place. What's more, I know that you are a soldier who values the mission more than anything else."
"Hmph! You are indeed General Duane Hal Barton's most valued subordinate! You really did not disappoint him!"
The words just fell!
Selas Lieutenant Colonel turned around and shot Mu directly in the thigh without saying a word.
Bang!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of gunfire, the strongest driver in Naturals fell to the ground, with an obvious bullet hole in his thigh.
Dark red blood kept flowing out from the bullet holes, staining the spacesuit red in the blink of an eye.
But a tough guy is a tough guy after all!
Even though he suffered a gunshot wound, Mu did not let out a scream from his mouth. He just grunted the moment he was hit, and then he covered the wound to stop the bleeding.
No doubt about it!
This shot is a warning!
Lieutenant Colonel Selas's intention is obvious, that is to tell everyone that although he will not kill Murrue, he can injure or even kill other officers on Archangel.
Seeing that her boyfriend was shot and injured, Murrue's pupils suddenly dilated, and a ferocious expression suddenly appeared on the originally beautiful face. "Asshole! Do you know what you are doing? If I report what you just did, the entire Earth Alliance senior management will want to tear you into pieces!"
"Of course I know what I am doing. But don't forget, I am no longer officially in the military. I am just an insignificant Resistance Organization leader in the North Africa area. The laws of Allied Forces have no control over me. Tell me, are you going to obey next, or are you going to watch your subordinates get hit by bullets?" Lieutenant Colonel Selas issued a vicious threat.
The two stared at each other without blinking, and even others could feel the anger in each other's hearts.
Just when Murrue took a deep breath and was about to give in a little, Allen, who was pointed at a gun next to him, suddenly moved.
I saw him taking advantage of the soldier holding him hostage to be attracted by the stray bullets fired by the ZAFT Army. He suddenly turned around with Blitz Gundam movements that were too slow to cover his ears, and kicked the tall and thick man hard in the middle of his legs.
Bang!
"Oh woo!!!!!!"
In less than a tenth of a second, the poor soldier knelt on the ground with his legs folded between his legs and a face full of pain and despair. His whole body was twitching as if possessed by an evil spirit, and he was frothing at the mouth.
That pitiful appearance is enough to make any man feel his crotch tingling after seeing it.
Anyone who is not a fool will understand that this guy is definitely a chicken with eggs. Even the best hospital may not be able to save the two eggs that have fallen apart.
In fact, it's not just eggs!
With the terrifying power that Allen burst out in an instant, even if it is suppressed consciously, it is enough to completely turn the entire little brother into a puddle of flesh.
After completing the "dead-end kick", he didn't even pause for a second. He grabbed the opponent's rifle and raised his hand to fire wildly.
Almost everyone present who held officer Archangel hostage, without exception, was hit in the shoulder, or in the arm or finger holding the gun.
The accuracy of the marksmanship even surprised Coordinators on the side.
Likewise, Officer Archangel did not disappoint.
After realizing that the person holding them hostage had been shot, they all reacted immediately and grabbed their guns to fight back.
For example, women with relatively weak strength will invariably practice what they learn and practice, turning around and kicking the enemy's vital part between the legs.
There were also some younger girls with shorter stature who chose to hit him hard with their more powerful knees.
Suddenly, screams could be heard all around.
"Retreat! Everyone retreat immediately Archangel!"
After bringing down Lieutenant Colonel Selas and patching up his vital parts, Murrue immediately issued orders to his men who had regained their freedom.
Because she didn't know that Allen had made a deal with Andrew Balt Phil in private. She thought that the prisoners of the ZAFT Army had really rioted, and she wanted to protect her own people first.
After all, the soldiers of Archangel are typical technical arms. It is quite troublesome and time-consuming to train them. They cannot be used casually by supplementing them.
At present, many of these are elites who have been participating in high-intensity combat since Heliopolis. Even if one of them dies, they will feel distressed for a long time.
Soon, under the captain's greeting, dozens of officers picked up Mu, who had been shot, and turned around and ran into Archangel's cabin.
After the hatch was completely closed, Allen calmly walked to Lieutenant Colonel Selas and asked with interest, "Atlantic Federation has really signed agreements with other countries and is prepared to share all the technology of G Project?"
"Of course! Do you think I would lie about something like this?"
The latter was sweating profusely in pain and struggled to get up several times, but ultimately failed.
"Interesting! Why are they suddenly willing to share such cutting-edge military technology?"
Allen continued to ask, while admiring the ZAFT soldiers' extremely well-trained tactics, dividing and surrounding the enemy, and then annihilating them bit by bit.
With the command of the famous general Desert Tiger, those Naturals troops who had been psychologically shadowed by Coordinators were no match for them.
In addition, there are also many mercenaries and civilian guerrillas who have become monks on the way.
It may be okay to fight with a favorable wind, but in this situation, the battle can basically be declared defeated.
Lieutenant Colonel Selas undoubtedly noticed this, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Why should I tell you?"
"As long as you satisfy my curiosity, I will stop the Desert Dawn guerrillas and Andrew Balt Phil Germany, and your people can survive." Allen made the condition meaningfully.
"Andrew·Barter Phil will listen to you?" Selas Lieutenant Colonel's face suddenly changed.
Because no one knows what this sentence means better than him who is engaged in intelligence work.
Allen nodded slightly. "That's right! Otherwise, where do you think the guns on these prisoners came from? From the moment you joined the battle, I knew you were not thinking well, so I took some precautions."
"Damn! How did you know that we were here to snatch Archangel and G Project's information?" Lieutenant Colonel Selas asked sharply.
When he started, he thought his plan was foolproof and no one would notice it at all.
"It's hard to guess. Earth Alliance was originally a Chimera pieced together under the framework of United Nations. Each of its internal member states has its own interests and plans. If you can put down the fight and work together, before The battle will not be so ugly. In my opinion, the so-called Earth Alliance is essentially not much different from the allies in the World War II period. Let alone working together, it is a blessing for the allies to not delay the retreat."
Allen did not hide anything and openly expressed his disdain for the Earth Alliance countries.
It can even be said that except for Atlantic Federation, the home base of Blue Cosmos, the remaining countries do not have the courage to fight to the death with P. L. A. N. T.
Hearing this almost insulting comment, Lieutenant Colonel Selas suddenly trembled with anger, but in the end he did not refute.
Because what he just did proved that Earth Alliance is indeed not a close-knit organization. Its internal battles have never stopped from the beginning, and each major country has its own little ideas.
After a brief silence, the man with a hideous scar on his face finally explained, "According to the information we Eurasian Federation have obtained, this matter is actually secretly promoted by a person named Murta Azrael. He is the top leader of the Blue Cosmos organization, has extremely high civilian prestige, and is also a member of the military-industrial complex consortium."
"Murta Azrael? That's it!" Allen's eyes flashed with understanding. "Then what is his purpose?"
"Because he is more interested in you than G Project, who is already known to everyone. I have now told you everything you want to know. Let Desert Dawn guerrillas and ZAFT Army stop." Lieutenant Colonel Selas urged impatiently.
Although the battle had lasted less than ten minutes from the beginning to the present, the desert was an endless open space with not many bunkers to hide in. More than half of his soldiers had already died.
If they hadn't been divided and surrounded, some people would have turned around and fled long ago.
"Teresa! Tell them all to stop!" Allen ordered without raising his head.
Teresa, who was sitting in the cockpit, didn't even say a word of nonsense. He directly raised the energy cannon in Strike Gundam's hand, pointed it at the battle area and pulled the trigger fiercely.
moment!
boom!!!!!!!
A dazzling red light beam penetrated the desert, blasting a deep ravine between the warring parties.
The destructive power of this kind of heavy weapon, which can destroy battleships, is simply not on the same level as those ordinary guns with small calibers that can't even make a dent in the MS armor plate.
In other words, even if the latter has a large number of people, it is impossible to cause even the slightest harm to the former.
Therefore, all the warring parties subconsciously stopped their movements and turned around to look at the huge War Machine standing on the desert.
Of course, this is not because they don't want to continue firing to eliminate the enemy once and for all, but because they don't know if Strike Gundam's violent energy cannon will hit them directly on the head if they continue to fire.
Looking at the desert battlefield that had become quiet again, Allen climbed back into the cockpit of his aircraft, turned the speaker to the maximum, and announced bluntly, "Everyone! Cease fire! The battle is over! If you continue, no one can benefit from it except increased casualties. Andrew·Bart Phil, you can leave with your soldiers."
"What? Let Desert Tiger and his men go? Are you crazy? You are blatantly violating the laws established by the Earth Alliance!" Lieutenant Colonel Selas suddenly got up from the sand and roared loudly at Allen in the cockpit.
He could not believe in his dreams that the other party let go so easily of an elite ZAFT Army commander who had caused huge casualties and trouble to the Earth Alliance.
"You don't need to tell me what I do. In my opinion, Andrew·Bart Phil is infinitely better than a rat like you who only hides in the dark and engages in internal fighting. At least he never bothers to use such despicable means to win more victories for himself."
After saying that, the Allen control body suddenly raised its feet and landed next to the opponent with a bang, splashing gravel all over the sky and completely submerging this annoying guy underneath.