"Dive down and wipe out the source of evil!"
From atop the Gundams, pairs of crazed eyes stared fixedly at the peaceful cities below.
Buses moved along in orderly fashion, pedestrians walked by chatting and laughing, and shoppers streamed in and out of malls...
What a prosperous, peaceful sight!
And yet, ironically, they had created a world filled with endless war, betrayal, slaughter, revenge, and bloodshed!
Now that they had discovered the truth, it was time to take revenge on these bastards!
They would seize this world. They would end the root cause of every conflict!
Driven by that belief, one Gundam took the lead and dove down.
"Ah, th-that's a robot?" a civilian cried, looking up at the sky.
The Gundam had been about to open fire, but for some reason, it hesitated.
Those people appeared to be chatting and laughing, yet there was a trace of fear and anxiety between their brows that could not be concealed.
It seemed these people weren't living any better than the civilians back home? The next moment, the Gundam suddenly staggered, lost control, and crashed headlong into the ground.
After that, every Gundam diving toward the ground suffered the same fate.
As if their engines and steering systems had malfunctioned at once, they all lost control over their speed and direction and fell from the sky together.
Then, one escape pod after another ejected.
"Damn it, it really is the source of evil. It's actually this powerful!" an East Islander's voice came from inside one escape pod.
"Jila, they're formidable. We underestimated them!" a voice similarly came from another escape pod.
The two were communicating over the wireless radio.
"Aduosi, what do we do now?"
"Carry out the second plan. Pretend to surrender first, then infiltrate them."
"That's our only option. I'll