Chapter 1972
"Roadblock"? Take it down!
Chapter 1972 "Roadblock"? Take it down!
"What...what's going on with this kind of firepower? How many enemy warships are there? They're quite a distance from the coastline. How can their main guns still hit this spot?"
Baron Asura, who was originally full of confidence, was also taken aback by the firepower of the Federation's surface fleet when he saw the mechanical beast army entrusted to him by Dr. Hell being blocked by artillery fire and forced to stop.
Although the massive bombardment that nearly overturned the ground wouldn't pose a fatal threat to the mechanical beasts in the short term, everything has its limits.
No matter how strong the mechanical beast's defenses are, they will eventually break down under such a high-density bombardment.
Baron Ashura's concerns were justified.
While Baron Ashura was in a hurry to find Dr. Hell, those two or three mechanical beasts near the coastline were brutally damaged by the fleet's heavy firepower and then their heads were taken by a nearby MS squad.
Now, the sounds of artillery fire coming from the coastline seem to be gradually subsiding.
"Have you run out of ammunition?"
Baron Ashura's eyes lit up, and he thought with delight.
That makes sense; to maintain such a terrifying density of firepower, the amount of ammunition it consumes must be staggering.
“It’s an opportunity!”
Baron Ashura quickly waved his scepter, causing the mechanical beasts that had been huddled together in a defensive posture during the previous barrage to move again.
But!
As the barrage of artillery fire subsided, a swarm of flying treadmills that had been hovering in the nearby airspace arrived.
At He Ming's command, most of the MS immediately jumped off the flight platform and launched a surprise attack on the mechanical beasts that had not yet recovered from the aftershocks of the artillery bombardment in a front-and-back assault formation.
In the blink of an eye, these mechanical beasts were interrupted by beams of particle light, preventing them from moving again. As their limbs were broken and they lost their balance, a particle blade that rushed in cleaved their heads and bodies in two.
Then, as the GM III, which had cleaved the mechanical beasts in two, retreated rapidly, the GM II, positioned behind it, immediately followed up with a shot, using the maximum power of its beam rifle to blast the remains of the mechanical beasts to pieces, completely eliminating any possibility of their resurrection.
Within minutes, most of the mechanical beasts that had emerged from the underground facilities and rampaged through the city toward the coastline fell down. Only a few dozen remained, managing to react and retreat, managing to gather together and barely organize a defensive formation to put up a last-ditch resistance.
However, given that the Federation pilots had already gained confidence in their victory over the mechanical beasts after their successful attack, it was only a matter of time before these mechanical beasts were completely eliminated.
"Damn it!! How do these guys know so much about Dr. Hell's mechanical beasts' weaknesses?!"
Baron Ashura's expression grew increasingly gloomy as he looked around.
He had unwavering faith in Dr. Hell's mechanical beasts and firmly believed that Dr. Hell would inevitably achieve final victory.
However, the other party's understanding of mechanical beasts far exceeded Baron Ashura's imagination.
It was as if the person following Doctor Hell was not Baron Asura, but the one hidden behind this force.
"How is that possible? There's no way a traitor could be among Doctor Hell's entourage!"
What is this understanding that is beyond their imagination?
However, regardless of the circumstances, if things continued like this, he feared he wouldn't be able to complete the task assigned by Doctor Hell. "What should I do? Should I contact Doctor Hell?"
After several changes in expression, Baron Asura finally gritted his teeth and contacted Doctor Hell.
"Dr. Hell..."
Before Baron Ashura could speak, Doctor Hell responded to Baron Ashura's request.
"There's another batch of mechanical beasts in another underground facility, but they might be harder to control. However, it should be enough to handle the current situation. Baron Ashura, the rest is up to you."
"Yes, Dr. Hell!"
Just as the two were talking, the remaining mechanical beasts also met their final moment.
Seeing that these mechanical beasts were only maintaining a defensive posture and not taking the initiative to attack the assault team composed of GM III and GM II, He Ming knew that these mechanical beasts wanted to buy time.
After glancing at the city, which had been ravaged by the mechanical beasts, He Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. He decisively controlled the Banshee Gundam to leap from the flight platform, transforming into a rapidly falling meteor as it swung its two beam swords and crashed headfirst into the midst of the mechanical beasts.
"boom!!"
As the Banshee Gundam plummeted into the sky amidst the billowing dust, it swiftly deployed its psychoframe and twisted its waist, transforming its two beam swords into a whirlwind that unleashed an unstoppable storm within the huddled mechanical beasts.
"Om!!"
The particle beam blade emitted a low roar, and the mechanical beast, powerless to resist, was futilely cleaved in two, falling to the ground like harvested wheat.
By the time the outermost mechanical beasts reacted, the Banshee Gundam, having completed its assault mission, leaped high into the air and was caught by the arriving flight platform. While attracting the attention of the outermost mechanical beasts, it quickly retreated.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
As the flight platform carrying the Banshee Gundam moved away, bright and deadly particle beams lit up one after another, leaving straight attack trajectories in the air before slicing through the necks of the mechanical beasts without missing their mark.
Then, the mobile suits that had delivered the fatal blows leaped up, just like the Banshee Gundam, and were caught by the flight ramps, clearing their attack path so that friendly mobile suits behind them could finish them off.
Under the continuous beams of light from the beam rifles, the mechanical beasts attempting to assault the landing force were completely annihilated.
Upon learning this news, everyone in the fleet regretted not firing more shells, as the MS unit had once again taken their lives.
Meanwhile, the landing forces felt increasingly reassured and transported more equipment and supplies ashore at a faster pace to establish outposts.
Although the outpost seems unnecessary at present, no one has stopped the arrangement from being implemented out of caution.
Even when someone asked for instructions, He Ming would use the excuse of being cautious and let these temporary subordinates carry out the tasks according to the original plan.
Besides, after getting rid of the "roadblock," He Ming did not feel a sense of victory, but rather a vague unease.
Deep within the city ruins, something ominous seems to be brewing!
(End of this chapter)