In another sector of space, the Earth Forces fleet, driven mad, did not launch a suicidal charge at Genesis. Instead, like a pack of wolves that had caught the scent of blood, it clamped down on PLANT itself and advanced relentlessly.
The Peace Maker Squadron deployed from the warships in succession, carrying nuclear missiles, while Strike Daggers followed close behind as escorts. The pale exhaust trails from their thrusters wove a dense web of death through the pitch-black void.
In the region of space near PLANT, brilliant flashes from intercepted nuclear missiles detonating lit up everywhere, creating an apocalyptic scene of panic.
Yet under the desperate interception of the Three-Ship Alliance and the ZAFT Forces, every nuclear missile was reduced to cosmic dust before reaching PLANT. The clusters of sandglasses floating in space continued to turn in orderly silence.
Jiliang, Canard, and the others were fighting desperately on the front lines. Despite the near-suicidal, frenzied interference from the Earth Forces' mobile suit units, the Freedom Gundam and the Mass-Production Prototype Zaku remained like two insurmountable walls of sighs, precisely locking onto every rapidly approaching threat and stopping every nuclear missile aimed at PLANT.
In another direction, Lacus Clyne and the Eternal were engaged in a fierce standoff with Patrick's fanatical loyalist garrison in order to prevent Genesis from firing again.
Xia Ya also wanted to immediately pilot the Unicorn Gundam to support one side or the other, but at this moment, he was firmly nailed down in this sector. First, he had to defeat the Goddess of Liberation Gundam dancing madly before him like a phantom.
Even if it kills me, I'll bring you back, you idiot disciple.
Xia Ya gritted his teeth. The Unicorn Gundam's pure white armor carved a sharp arc through space as the attitude-control nozzles on