"So Andrew Waltfield failed? Not only did he fail to keep the Archangel, he suffered a crushing defeat and nearly became a prisoner himself?"
Rau Le Creuset sat in the command room of a space warship, looking down at the intelligence his subordinate had just delivered.
He was not particularly surprised by the outcome.
Although the "Desert Tiger" was considered one of the finest commanders within the ZAFT Army, he had neither Red Uniform Elite pilots under his command nor new mobile suits developed under authorization from the Supreme Council.
Against the terrifying speed and reactions of Allen's machine, winning another glorious victory like before was almost impossible.
Especially since the Phase Shift Armor used by the Archangel could drastically weaken both energy weapons and kinetic weapons.
Even large-caliber main guns needed three or four consecutive hits before they could possibly bring it down.
But what Rau Le Creuset had never expected was for Andrew Waltfield to lose so quickly, leaving him no time at all to prepare.
According to the original plan, he had intended to descend to Earth after some time.
But now, there was clearly no longer that much time to waste.
Thinking of this, he immediately gave the order without looking up. "Submit an application to the Supreme Council at once. Tell them we are preparing for a ground drop."
"Now?" The young officer was visibly stunned.
Rau Le Creuset nodded lightly. "Hmm! To prevent the Archangel and the G Project data from falling into the hands of the Earth Alliance, we must destroy and capture it before it escapes back to the military base. Oh, right. How are Athrun and Yzak?"
"Athrun and his Aegis Gundam are unharmed. But Yzak was seriously injured in battle and will likely need at least half a month of