MTL - The 21st Century of the Gangsters Everywhere-~ Sixteen Myths Busted

"The Archangel called from the rear, and immediately accelerated, and found that the Nazca-class 3 was 800 away from our ship. The Archangel was too late for reinforcements, and the MS team will arrive as soon as possible. Above."

"There are actually three Nazca-class ships? Speed ​​up immediately and get rid of them!"

"Muraflage, the Zero disembarked."

"Li Ping, the Holy Shield leaves the ship, take a step ahead, and the Captain's Zero drags Kira-kun's assault."

"Understood, should we let the almighty Madok sergeant change a booster or something? It's not very convenient to run and strike from a long distance." Captain Flagg's Mobius Zero battlefield transformation plan It made a curve and waited for a strong attack in front of the Archangel.

"Let's talk about that. It will land on the earth in two days. Why don't you study how to make the MS fly. I can't stand it if I run on two legs. Although the Holy Shield can barely fly in the atmosphere, it is completely It is a big brick flying, and there is no aesthetic feeling at all." Li Ping's thruster was fully opened, and he rushed in the direction of the advance team. At a distance of about 6,400 kilometers, the maximum relative speed of the Holy Shield and the advance team is 12 kilometers per second on the premise of retaining the propulsion fuel for combat. The speed that can be reserved is larger, and it should eventually arrive almost together with the Holy Shield.

Then the question arises, after 640 seconds, can these three people save the life of old Alstar?

Or to put it another way, can the advance team last for 640 seconds?

"The Nazca-class released MS from the rear, with a quantity of 12, Gene 9, and... Duel Storm Thunder! It is approaching the fleet, and the contact time is expected to be ten minutes."

"The fleet accelerated and stopped, began to turn the hull, the port rudder was 120, the starboard side was sinking 20, the side was facing the enemy, all the crew wore space suits, prepared to fight in the air, and released the MA. Deputy Secretary, please go to the escape pod, next is us Time for glory." The captain took off his hat and, with the assistance of his deputy, began to put on his spacesuit.

"Fleet, the conversion of the anti-air formation is completed, and the missile launch tubes are all loaded with Corinthians. Anti-beam blasting mine launch."

"Enemy MS, get into range."

"The anti-air battle begins, and the MA team meets the enemy."

A few minutes later, Li Ping watched the advance team.

"Is this MA driver a pig..." Li Ping looked at Mobius, who was proud of his excellent frontal projection firepower, ultra-high acceleration and ultra-high vertical direction change performance, and rubbed his teeth at the Gene Station. Gene circled.

"Are you pigs! Hit BZ! Hit BZ! Bring up your speed! You are interceptors! Not helicopters! Are you fighting with Jin to kill him!" Li Ping still couldn't help but turned on his communicator and roared. The MA pilots subconsciously obeyed the instructions from this communication, and the lieutenant captain of the MA team was killed when he came up, and there was nothing wrong with obeying a command that sounded somewhat reasonable.

"I X! Formation! Formation! Five units are in a group, spread the distance, and fight BZ with Gene! Approaching at high speed! Leave with one blow, and don't look back if you are shot down!"

I don't know how to go around in circles, but how about BZ who studied in Laozi's school! The Mobius changed their normal behavior, and the ten-meter-long body rushed out with a more than ten-meter-long tail flame.

Mobius is not so much a fighter jet. It is better to say that two very large thrusters are connected together with a cockpit and a connecting rod, and then the largest gun that can be added (75mm electromagnetic gun) is added to it. ), plus two 30mm Avengers Gatling guns big enough to shred Mobius and four air-to-air missiles. Acceleration or something... Gene couldn't compare.

"Those guys!" A Jean armed with a 76mm assault gun strafeed the speeding Mobius who passed by.

A shell with a muzzle velocity of 740 m/s cannot catch up with a Mobius with a relative velocity of more than 2 km/s.

"Pizza, noodles, dumplings and pasta follow me, and the rest with fried chicken." A driver with a quicker mind took over the command. The 11 remaining Mobius formed two formations and drew two large arcs in the distance. "Gene is marked 1-9, G series is marked 10-12, the fried chicken team attacked target one, our team attacked target two. Dive! Dive! Dive!"

To be honest, limited by the power of the Mobius electromagnetic gun, the muzzle velocity of the 75mm electromagnetic gun is only 900 meters per second, which is not high, and it is not comparable to the muzzle velocity of the high-pressure rifled gun of the old T-64 tank.

However, what if the relative speed of the airframe and the target is close to 3 kilometers per second?

How powerful is the 75mm **** armor-piercing projectile at 3900 m/s?

"Enter the locked distance! Shoot! Shoot!" The MA pilots calmly read the combat command. "Target three, two missiles, salvo!" There was only a 2-second firing window from the time the fire control computer locked the target, to the time it passed face to face with the target. Mobius can only fire up to two rounds of railguns.

"Hit! Hit! Gene smashes!"

"John! Damn the burger was killed!"

A Gene was hit by two railguns, one hit the shoulder armor, and then the entire arm was torn off by the huge kinetic energy, the body turned uncontrollably for half a circle, and the body was on the attitude control nozzle and sprayed desperately. It took only 1 second to control the body, and then the second shot hit the waist. The whole body was torn in half by the waist. I don't know if the battery or the fuel was detonated, and the upper body exploded.

Then came the second one, 5 missiles and 3 misses, and the remaining two hit Gene's chest firmly. The metal jet directly penetrated the armor of the cockpit, and the body was spinning, not knowing where to go. place.

"Fuck X, isn't this Mobius cannon fodder!" The MA pilot codenamed French Fries looked back at the explosion. In the charge just now, one Mobius was hit head-on, but... 11 Mobius hit 12 MSs, lost one, and shot down two. This battle damage is good enough to see.

"You think too much! Second round, speed up! Lock on target 1, fried chicken team, target 4." The MA pilot codenamed Lasagna with a little feeling changed the aiming parameters in the fire control data link to no longer. Set to a point, but a ten meter diameter circle.

"Trash fish must have the awareness of trash fish!" Yitzhak led Team Jean to meet the dashing MA formation. The concentrated fire of the 8 MSs only shot down four MAs. The two sides passed by, and the MAs rushed to a dozen kilometers away and formed a large circle again.

As for Team Jean, two were blown up with their upper bodies broken, one was broken with a leg, and two were blown into parts on the spot by 30 missiles. The duel's chest resisted a blow, and the power directly dropped by one-tenth.

"Idiot, isn't it better for us to fight together?"

"Hey, Lao Yinbi, do you want to continue?"

"Why not? There are six more people, one more round!" The remaining six Mobius re-formed and accelerated again to charge towards the Jean team.

"Don't come here!" A Gene carrying a bazooka turned around and wanted to run.

"It's him!" Twelve rail cannonballs covered the turned Gene, and after the limbs were shredded by the rail cannonballs, the last cannonball hit Gene in the wailing and cursing of the Gene driver. backpack. The body spun into a Drake class in successive explosions...

"Uh... Can I draw a whale on the body..." The MA pilot codenamed Kimchi looked at the scene of crashing his own frigate after being injured by his six people.

"I'll give you a shot while I draw a whale. Do you draw?"

"That's fine."

"Cut... the tricky guy..." An orange Gene lost the armor-piercing high-explosive ammunition for anti-ship, and replaced it with anti-air fragmentation bullets that he had never used. folder. "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, the system is useless and abnormal. But Heine...why are these MAs?"

"The myth of MS has been shattered..." Cruze looked at the ugliest battle damage ratio since ZAFT's war with a stomachache. As a senior anti-social element with a strong personality and a brain, whether it is reason or knowledge, tell him one thing. There are only two reasons for ZAFT's advantage in the space station. One is that the high-level commander on the opposite side is too bad, and the other is that the MS came up and overcame the combined MA troops.

Whether it is the air combat in the atmosphere of the old century or the wars that the coalition forces themselves fought in the universe, the air combat mode is a mode of high-speed dash and one-shot escape. The MS, a carrier-based aircraft that is super capable of circling and waving and turning around, made the combined MA pilot very uncomfortable.

In the early days, a large number of experienced MA drivers were consumed because they were not adapted to this dogfighting mode. Coupled with the large number of veterans who were abandoned in the World Tree campaign, the United Army is really a group of rookies who have just left the school. Fight with ZAFT, a group of veterans who have been fighting for nearly a year.

Only under the terrorist propaganda of "MS is strong" and wrong tactical guidance did MS gain a foothold on the cosmic battlefield. Even unexpectedly hit a one-to-six exchange ratio.

And now, the myth is broken.

The six Mobius swirled around ZAFT's five remaining MSs, like vultures ready to rush down and bite off a piece of your flesh.

"Adis, prepare my body and let Yitzhak and the others concentrate on the warship. I'll deal with those MAs."