As the fleet rushed toward Daka City, it kept a close watch on the situation there. There was no need for intelligence personnel to remain in Daka City and relay information in real time. They only needed to turn on the screens, switch to this world's civilian frequencies, and watch the news to take in everything happening in Daka City.
Although several warships were racing there as quickly as possible, the Federal defense force was even weaker than expected. They had originally estimated that it could hold out for thirty minutes, but after a massive red MA appeared on New Zeon's side, that time was cut by nearly two-thirds. In barely ten minutes, New Zeon had successfully landed in Daka City.
The New Zeon troops that entered Daka City immediately became harbingers of doom, wantonly and crazily attacking every target and every object they could see. The ground, civilians, buildings—they destroyed everything before them like bulldozers.
Whether it was the people on the bridge or the pilots watching the scene through communications relayed from the bridge, they once again witnessed New Zeon's utterly senseless brutality. They had already seen New Zeon's madness back in Tokyo-3, but Tokyo-3 had been practically deserted at the time. They had also heard from those from the Universal Century about even crazier things Zeon had done in the past, but they had never witnessed them firsthand.
But now, seeing New Zeon's MS firing indiscriminately without the slightest regard for civilians, with explosions and direct hits claiming countless lives, everyone who witnessed it felt not only anger but boundless sorrow. What had happened to this world? Why had it become like this? Their determination to completely eliminate both the Federation and New Zeon only grew firmer.
Then the sortie order rang in everyone's ears. One after