There was no doubt that the four G Project units had instantly lost their combat capability. For the ZAFT Army, whose morale had been soaring, this was absolutely a devastating blow.
Especially for Rau Le Creuset, who had witnessed it all firsthand. The faintly mocking smile on his face had frozen, and his pupils beneath the mask were filled with shock and disbelief.
Because in his eyes, every Earth Alliance general and commander was nothing but useless trash.
With just a little thought, he could toy with the enemy in the palm of his hand.
Yet today, the Archangel under Allen's command had used cruel reality to slap him hard across the face.
If the first destruction of several Ginns had merely taken advantage of the Coordinators pilots' general arrogance, then the second annihilation of the Red Uniform Elites squad had been an unquestionable tactical victory.
From Yzak's frenzied actions, driven by his desperate desire for revenge, to Athrun, Diego, and Nicol stepping forward to stop him, every reaction had been predicted with perfect clarity.
Combined with the silence that prevented radar and all kinds of sensors from locking on and calibrating, leaving most weapons unable to fire, it had successfully created a brief Time Difference.
After all, with the advancement of technology, every large space warship now relied on detectors to capture targets before using onboard computers to repeatedly correct their aim.
Otherwise, with both sides separated by dozens or even hundreds of kilometers, even an initial error of a few tenths would eventually be magnified dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of times.
Therefore, no warship would choose to open fire when its detectors could not capture the target.
Other than revealing its own position, it had no meaning at all.
Likewise, using scatter shells to instantly cripple the