After the initial chaos, the combat personnel on Panama Defense Planet began organizing an orderly defense.
In the Wind Pterosaur's eyes, the agile stellar behemoths that had always been unstoppable had finally met their match. Those two- to three-hundred-meter-tall Gundam mechs, forged from composite metal, possessed individual defensive power even stronger than that of ordinary stellar behemoths. And the weapons in their hands were practically mobile gun emplacements—fucking ones with tracking capabilities, at that.
Fortunately, there were not many of those Gundam mechs, only around a hundred. Otherwise, the stellar behemoths that had landed would have been in serious trouble. Even so, the agile stellar behemoths rampaging through the base had encountered worthy opponents. Their attacks could not kill the enemy in one blow, while the enemy's attacks, though unable to kill them instantly either, could still injure them. In a back-and-forth battle on someone else's main battlefield, severe injuries were practically synonymous with death!
The Wind Pterosaur watched three stellar behemoths resembling prehistoric velociraptors get taken down by the Gundams, and immediately became more cautious. Though it was still slaughtering soldiers, it no longer dared to unleash large-scale, flashy, attention-grabbing skills.
On the outskirts, the long-range stellar behemoths and those destroying the gun emplacements were also being suppressed. The suppression came from the Colombian warships. The power of the main guns on Colombian battleships was several times greater than even neutron cannons!
In short, with Colombia's high-level combat forces, its fleet, and the continuous support of combat units flying out from the distant interstellar fortress, they had gradually reversed the situation in which the stellar behemoths slaughtered freely. The two sides were slowly settling into a deadlock. No matter who won or lost if this war continued, Panama Defense Planet was probably finished. There was no helping it. With