After shooting down the fighter, Felix maneuvered the Ginn through the air, dodging left to evade an attack. He raised the Heavy Assault Machine Gun in the Ginn's hands and fired ahead.
The two Vanguard Fighters charging toward him dodged the bullets.
Just as they were about to continue firing, the Ginn's hands moved even faster.
Boom! Boom!
Two explosions rang out ahead.
Amid the flames, the Vanguard Fighter pilots were swallowed by the blasts.
Felix looked away and maneuvered the Ginn, following his own controls. He dodged one incoming attack after another as the thrusters at the rear of the Guul unleashed powerful thrust, propelling the Ginn forward.
Felix evaded the incoming fire with incredibly precise maneuvers.
As he flew, he drew closer and closer to the Vanguard Fighter squadron ahead.
"Everyone, break formation!"
A fighter squadron leader gave the order over the comms.
As soon as the order was given, he was the first to maneuver his Vanguard Fighter.
Watching the Vanguard Fighters maneuver, Felix wore a faint smile and squeezed the trigger. The Ginn raised the Heavy Assault Machine Gun in its hands and fired bullets from its barrel.
Ten rounds fired in an instant.
Each of the ten bullets followed a different trajectory, flying in different directions.
"Damn it!"
Watching the bullets fly toward him, a Vanguard Fighter pilot cursed under his breath. Gripping the control stick, he desperately maneuvered his fighter.
"Damn it! Where are you maneuvering to?"
Halfway through the maneuver, a comrade's angry voice came over the comms. The Vanguard Fighter pilot glanced at his screen and broke into a cold sweat. That maneuver had nearly sent him crashing into his comrade.
Luckily, at the last moment, his comrade changed course, keeping the two of them from colliding.
"Sorry!"
"Watch—"
Just after he apologized, his comrade's voice came through the comms. But before he could finish, it dissolved into static.
Through the static, he saw the Ginn piloted by Felix appear beside him, a Heavy Slash Blade gripped in its hand. His comrade's Vanguard Fighter had already become a ball of fire, its fragments falling toward the ground.
Terror filled his eyes. Unable to utter a word, he began moving on instinct, without waiting for his brain to catch up.
His maneuver was nowhere near as fast as the Ginn's movements.
The Ginn raised the Heavy Assault Machine Gun in its hands. A flash burst from the muzzle as a bullet fired from the barrel.
As he watched in horror, the bullet struck his fighter at several times the speed of sound. The fighter's armor stood no chance against the bullet's immense kinetic force and was torn apart in an instant.
Then he was torn apart along with the fighter.
Blood splattered across the cockpit. The explosion's flames vaporized it, and in the end, nothing of the pilot remained amid the blazing fire.
The only thing that might have proved his identity was the ID tag falling toward the ground with the Vanguard Fighter's wreckage.
After dealing with him, the Ginn maneuvered through the air.
Left, backward, a series of rolls—the Ginn performed one maneuver after another under Felix's control, evading each incoming attack.
Even as it maneuvered like this, the Ginn fired the Heavy Assault Machine Gun in its hands.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!
The crisp, pleasing sound of bullets firing rang through the air, like a piano being played.
Flashes kept bursting from the muzzle as bullets flew out one after another.
Only after the gunfire came one deafening explosion after another. Explosions bloomed in the sky like fireworks, and afterward, metal fragments rained toward the ground.
"Damn it! I'll kill you!"
Watching his subordinates die before his eyes, the fighter squadron leader's eyes turned bloodshot and his face twisted with rage. He roared and piloted his Vanguard Fighter straight at the Ginn Felix was flying.
Seeing the fighter bearing down on him with its guns blazing on the screen,
Felix piloted the Ginn to dodge the attack. As it evaded, the Ginn raised the Heavy Assault Machine Gun in its hands and fired.
What surprised Felix was that the pilot had actually dodged his precisely calculated shot.
"Not bad!"
The corners of Felix's mouth lifted slightly as he murmured.
The Ginn stopped firing the Heavy Assault Machine Gun and simply dodged the cannon rounds from the Vanguard Fighter as it attacked through the air.
He watched as the Vanguard Fighter drew closer and closer.
He dodged the reckless charge by turning sideways. The Heavy Slash Blade rose, and with one clean strike, it cut into the Vanguard Fighter.
The nose separated from the fuselage in an instant.
The Vanguard Fighter, now split in two, fell toward the ground.
The fuselage exploded as it fell.
Inside the nose
"Damn it! Why won't it work?"
He pulled the emergency ejection lever, trying to escape, only to find that the mechanism no longer worked. Overcome by panic and fear, he continued plunging toward the ground.
The few hundred meters were gone in no time.
The nose slammed into the ground. The tremendous impact shattered it instantly, killing the pilot inside at the moment of impact.
In the sky
Felix continued piloting the Ginn through the Vanguard Fighters' attacks, dodging one assault after another and repeatedly firing the Heavy Assault Machine Gun in his hands.
One Vanguard Fighter after another was shot down.
Inside a tank on the ground
The commander watched the battle in the sky and noticed the Ginn Felix was piloting.
"That Ginn's clearly in a different condition from the others!"
He murmured as he realized something was off.
Then he gave the gunner an order.
"Fire at that Ginn."
"Yes, sir!"
The gunner replied and turned the turret, raising the barrel slightly higher.
The rotating turret kept trying to line up a shot.
"Commander, that thing's too maneuverable. I can't get a lock on it at all."
After several attempts, the gunner still hadn't managed to aim properly. Discouraged, he reported this to the commander. The commander thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something and reported it to the acting commander.
"Commander, I have something to report!"
"Go ahead!"
The acting commander's voice came through the comms.
The tank commander then reported,
"Commander, I suspect ZAFT's white mobile suit may have changed its paint job, switching to ordinary colors to blend in with the regular mobile suits and attack us!"
After saying this, he sent the suspected target to the commander. The commander checked it and replied over the comms,
"Your theory makes a lot of sense. I also felt that there was something different about this mobile suit."
He paused briefly, then continued.
"I'll report this to headquarters right away and have them send out the troops we've prepared."
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