"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Heavy, muffled mechanical impacts tore through the vast skies—the sound of transport aircraft cargo doors opening.
As the massive doors swung open, these airborne fortresses mercilessly disgorged wave after wave of Strike Dagger units from their exposed bellies, like venomous insects carrying the stench of death.
The MS glided down through the sky like metallic raindrops, like a swarm of dangerous bees. Their Beam Rifles spat dazzling flashes as they carried out precise, merciless blind fire at the ground, trying to disrupt the rhythm of the defensive forces and inflict the most primitive destruction and chaos upon Orb's cities and densely populated residential areas.
This massive airborne MS force, armed with an almost crushing numerical advantage, immediately clashed head-on with the M1 Astray units on the ground in a brutal confrontation.
Taking advantage of their superior altitude, the descending Strike Daggers carpeted the ground with Beam Rifle fire while landing across Orb with heavy thuds, swiftly seizing advantageous terrain.
The M1 Astrays originally stationed along the coastline to resist the landing forces were thrown into an unprecedented crisis in that instant.
To deal with this aerial surprise attack, ground command had no choice but to make a difficult and helpless decision—forcefully split off part of the M1 Astrays that had been meant to counter the coastal landing MS and urgently deploy them against the airborne attackers. The already strained coastal defenses became even weaker, falling directly into a desperate shortage of troops. From the very beginning, the entire front was in full emergency.
Inside the Archangel's bridge, densely packed friend-or-foe signals lit up every screen.
Orb's entire defensive line now resembled a torn net, riddled with danger and gaps. Oppressive tension filled the bridge, yet Captain Murrue remained astonishingly calm.
"We must enter combat immediately!" Her raised