Mecha: Return of the Pioneers

Chapter 63 Singing on the battlefield (please recommend! Please collect! Please continue to read!)
"Including the miniature battleships, they are no more than a hundred ships in size."

In Esekidolu's mind, he was constantly deducing the situation of the next battle.

But no matter how they deduce it, from a rational point of view, the fleet that they regard as belonging to miniature people and less than a hundred battleships will definitely be reduced to nothing under the attack of the squadron led by them.

This is the result of rational speculation.

But Essekidolu is not satisfied with this.

If that was just the case, then why could that miniature human battleship cause so many Gerati soldiers to rebel?

what exactly is it?
Bulitai had no time to take into account this question.

He was more focused on directing the battle at hand than his staff.

"Standard battleships, move forward. Cover the gunboats and look for opportunities to attack the mutineers' battleships! Transport ships, don't rush in. After releasing the battle bag troops, stay put!"

Instructions were continuously passed on to the entire squadron under the command of Bulitai.

The standard battleship served as the vanguard of the Gerardi squadron led by Bulitai, and took the lead in firing the first shot with the Allied forces led by SDF-1.

In the blink of an eye, countless sparks bloomed on the void battlefield between the two.

Among these sparks, the gunboats from both sides locked onto each other and fired dazzling beams of fatal blow at each other.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The battleships that were hit exploded into clouds of sparks.

The first round is over.

Both sides suffer losses from each other.

However, Bulitai was frightened.

"What happened?! Why did our battleship stop moving at this time?!"

Bulitai clenched his fists and shouted.

"It's not a malfunction. It's not that our soldiers are afraid of fighting."

Essekidolu gave the answer.

"It's the voice."

"sound?"

Suddenly, Bulitai remembered the speculation that Essekidoru mentioned just now.

"Is it singing?!"

"Yes. It's singing."

Bulitai doesn't have to know, but as a staff officer, Essekidolu must have a grasp of the situation of all the battleships in the squadron.

Just now, at the moment when the two sides were fighting, a very strange signal seemed to come from the other party's communication channel.

It's not an electromagnetic attack,

Not asking for an armistice,

It won't be surrender.

Instead, there was a burst of singing.

"why?"

Esekidoru couldn't help but asked himself again.

Those battleships that suddenly stopped moving could not give an answer.

Because, on the battlefield, the result of sudden cessation of activity is that the opponent will seize the opportunity and be killed with one blow!
The song continues, and its signal continues to grow.

Essekidolu understood that this was not just the miniature human battleship that was sending out signals.

Instead, all the Gerardi battleships that defected to the other side's camp were acting as signal amplifiers, spreading the song throughout the battlefield and beyond.

"Is this the song of miniature people?"

Essekidolu's heart gradually became hot.

What is this situation?In the long years, the main fleet staff members who have faced countless life and death situations have never experienced such an unbelievable situation.

This hot impulse constantly drives Essekidolu to move towards a history that has disappeared, taking the first step towards its long existence.

"This……"

"Esekidoru. What did you think of?"

Bulitai noticed a change in his right-hand man.

"No. It's just a guess. We need more evidence."

Essekidoru tried hard to bring his thoughts back to reality.

That has been an existence that has disappeared for countless years!

That is a civilization that has disappeared for countless years in this galaxy!
Could it be that what they left behind... is still affecting the galaxy?
Just as Essekidolu was uncontrollably moving towards that history that had disappeared for countless years, the squadron commanded by Bulitai had already broken through the first line of defense deployed by the SDF-1 Allied Forces.

Even with the help of Lin Mingmei's singing, the pressure faced by SDF-1 and the Gerardi fleet led by Richard Birla is still extremely high due to the overwhelming number and strength of the squadron led by Bulitai. huge.

countless missiles,
beams of light all over the sky,
Battle sac troops like locusts passing through the border,
This is the serious situation facing the SDF-1 Allied Forces at this moment.

Grobar clenched his pipe tightly in his right hand, his eyes fixed on the real-time battlefield situation map ahead.

Under his gaze, the light spot represented by his own side was constantly becoming darker.

The light spots representing the enemy are rapidly compressing our own activity space.

If this continues, there will only be a dead end.

"Order, Skeleton Team, Angel Team, Alpha Team and other flying groups to execute Plan C! The rest of the troops will do their best to cover!"

"Yes! Captain!"

Misa Hayase said in response.

The so-called Plan C is undoubtedly to use the Skeleton Team, Angel Team, Alpha Team and other flying groups as death squads to rush into the enemy battleship cluster and use all means to decapitate the enemy's flagship.

In the chaotic battlefield, the Skeleton Team, which had been fighting for some time, received an order from SDF-1.

"Let's go, boys! We have a mission."

Roy Falk sighed secretly and called out to the only two remaining subordinates.

"understand!"

"understand!"

The battlefield is a melting pot that melts everything.

Both Ichijo Teru and Kakizaki Hayao matured rapidly after experiencing He Ming and Mark's disappearance.

At the moment when several flying groups, including the Skeleton Team, were assembled, SDF-1 took the lead in launching a fierce attack, creating opportunities for the Skeleton Team and other flying groups to carry out their next breakthrough mission.

Countless missiles flew into the air from all parts of the SDF-1 hull, bringing with them a trail of smoke and pounced on the enemy ships ahead.

On its left and right sides, Richard Birla's Gerardi fleet did the same, frantically exploding all its firepower at this moment, pouring towards the opponent's core area, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only seeking to Paralyzing the opponent's defense mechanisms for a period of time.

"Commander. The miniature man's warship is very likely to break through our defense line and attack our flagship."

Acekidolu is worthy of being the staff officer of the Gerati fleet, and he immediately saw through SDF-1's plan.

"Really? If that's all it is, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Bulitai issued an order, and the entire fleet immediately began to shrink its defense line.

In the blink of an eye, the Bulitai Squadron, which had begun to spread due to repeated successful attacks and further expanded its results, unexpectedly began to shrink decisively, regardless of the counterattack of the SDF-1 Allied Forces.

"Oops! The other party saw through our actions!"

Grobar's eyes widened, and he looked at the real-time situation map of the battlefield in front of him with numbness.

Once the enemy shrinks its defense line, the Skeleton Team, Angel Team and other flying groups that have already penetrated halfway have to be surrounded and suppressed by enemies from all directions.

Is it already a dead end?
Suddenly, a purple light seemed to flash across Grobar's eyes.

Is it the small platform where Lin Mingmei is?
Grobar looked up and found that Lin Mingmei seemed to have raised her hand to wipe her cheek vigorously before starting to sing loudly again.

The singing is full of joy of reunion! !
　Second more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)