"What are you doing?! There are only seven enemy MS units! Hurry up and increase our forces to surround them!"
On Take Mikazuchi's bridge, Yuna shouted so fiercely that spit flew from his mouth.
Forget sinking the Minerva—even the enemy's handful of MS units could not be shot down.
To Colonel Lugo, this was all within the expected range.
According to the intelligence they had received, Noer Cassia, known as the Red Reaper, was up ahead, along with Athrun Sarra. Those two had been there during the wedding abduction.
Add the other elite ace units, and having fifty MS units temporarily hold them back was already quite an achievement.
"Deploy every MS unit!"
However, Yuna knew nothing of Colonel Lugo's thoughts and merely roared with bulging veins.
To him, the world was nothing more than a backdrop for fulfilling his wishes.
The possibility of failure simply did not exist within his considerations.
Having grown up in an environment where he never knew failure, he completely denied its very existence in his beliefs. That was why he could not accept the battle before him.
In his eyes, the enemy should have been utterly crushed by his forces. A stalemate—or his own side being suppressed—was simply impossible.
"No, that would—"
"Shut up! We'll surround them with sheer numbers! No matter how capable they are, they can't stop us before absolute force!"
Yuna shouted sharply.
Hearing Yuna's answer, Colonel Lugo felt fury well up inside him.
Perhaps this really was a way, but no one knew how many sacrifices it would take to achieve that goal.
Yet Yuna seemed not to have considered that at all.
From Colonel Lugo's perspective, he only wanted to keep casualties under control as much as possible. First lure out the enemy, then have the allied carriers in