After replying, the advance force commander returned his gaze to the screen ahead. Watching the situation unfold, he issued an order.
"Mobilize the troops for a second encirclement of this ZAFT Forces MS!"
The adjutant answered crisply and decisively.
"Yes, sir!"
After replying, the adjutant turned to the communications officer and issued specific combat orders. The communications officer acknowledged them and relayed them to the units below.
As the orders went out, multiple Nelson-class Battleships and Drake-class escort frigates began moving.
Their beam cannon turrets aimed at the Creation.
"Fire!"
The captains gave the command.
Light flared at the beam cannons' muzzles, and twenty to thirty thick beams hurtled toward the Creation in a tightly packed barrage.
Behind the beams, missiles were ejected from their launch tubes, exhaust blazing from their tails as they followed at hypersonic speed.
Inside the Creation's cockpit, Felix's feet rapidly worked the four pedals while both hands gripped the control sticks, precisely adjusting the Creation's movements.
Under his precise control, the Creation and the Destiny Support Combat Flyer executed evasive maneuvers so exact that, from a distance, they seemed to be dancing.
With one final movement, they successfully evaded the beams.
Felix squeezed the trigger.
The Whale Plasma Cluster Beam Cannons, Beam Rifle, four Afanc Beam Cannons, and six DRAGOON System beam cannons fired simultaneously.
A fierce barrage swept toward the missiles.
More than half of the rapidly approaching missiles were destroyed in an instant.
The surviving missiles traveled a little farther before the Creation's second barrage shot them down.
After dealing with the missiles, Felix piloted the Creation onward.
Its Beam Rifle aimed ahead, firing repeatedly to destroy another wave of incoming missiles.
After blasting those missiles apart, Felix spotted two Strike Daggers on his left. The Creation accelerated diagonally forward to the left,