Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer's reaction was extremely fast; the moment the bullet hit, he used the speed of his flight jetpack.
He quickly moved close to the ground, dodging the bullets behind him.
Then, he used the inverted L-shaped shield on his right arm to block his body, and the bullets that landed on the ground exploded with a booming light.
However, the falling bullets were gradually getting closer.
The White Zaku in the air still had its target locked on Zaku No. 102. Suli, inside the cockpit, stared at the escaping Zaku, his eyes widening.
Instant World!
In that instant, Suli's vision was focused on Zaku No. 102. The previous bullet explosion had already caused damage.
It was in the right leg of this Zaku.
But it wasn't obvious, looking at the direction it was fleeing.
Suli deactivated his Instant World ability, gripped the control stick, and began to shift the gun's muzzle, keeping the crosshairs locked on the Zaku's position.
"Stay right here!" Suli shouted coldly.
Outside, the White Zaku moved its gun muzzle, continuing to fire in continuous bursts, closely pursuing Zaku No. 102.
The ruins on the ground were shattered by the explosions of the bullets.
The rain-like explosions of bullets were rapidly approaching Zaku No. 102 from behind. With a boom, Zaku No. 102 was hit by an explosion, and its flight jetpack suddenly lost balance. Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer, in the cockpit, quickly stabilized the machine.
With a crash, Zaku No. 102 turned in the air and heavily crashed into the ruins of a broken building, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Severe damage to the right leg?"
Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer, saw the Zaku's damage report, gripped the control stick, and quickly turned, preparing to counterattack. This was no time for hesitation.
Outside, Zaku No. 102 lay on its side on the ground, pointing its machine gun at the sky, using the cover of the dust to fire.
The bullets falling from the sky collided with the bullets fired by Zaku No. 102, exploding with booming impacts that swept through the surrounding ruins like a fierce wind.
The few remaining people in the ruins braced against the explosive gale.
They looked up at the sky, regardless of their own safety.
That was a Zaku!
"Lord Suli, don't lose!"
A man with tears streaming down his face, dragging his blown-off legs, crawled out of the ruins and shouted up at the White Zaku in the sky.
"Lord Suli!!!"
"Enough of that."
Suli, in the cockpit, was in peak mental condition. Hearing the hopeful shouts of these people, how could he possibly lose?
As he pulled down the control stick, Suli became ruthless, determined to quickly eliminate Zaku No. 102.
Instant World!
This instant's vision allowed Suli to see Zaku No. 102 hidden by the smoke; its right leg had been directly blown off.
Its mobility was greatly compromised.
However, the enemy's bullets had the advantage. Suli looked at the ten remaining bullets in the drum; there was no time to reload.
Suli adjusted the power output.
Outside, the White Zaku continued to fire, while accelerating with its flight propulsion pack, flying through the air to widen the firing line.
A layer of cold sweat appeared on Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer's forehead.
The enemy's reaction was too precise. After Zaku No. 102's right leg was destroyed, its mobility became its biggest weakness.
He absolutely could not let the enemy get behind him!
Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer, gripped the control stick with his left hand and activated the jet engine on Zaku No. 102's left leg with his right hand.
The left leg thruster of Zaku No. 102, lying on its side on the ground, instantly erupted with blue flames. The powerful thrust made Zaku No. 102 rotate on the ground, crushing the broken walls and ruins nearby.
At the same time, it kept up with the moving gun line of the White Zaku.
Bullets fired from above and below exploded in the air.
Suddenly, the explosions stopped.
Explosions only occurred when bullets collided. Had the enemy ceased fire? Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer, calmed down.
But he did not stop firing. Instead, he increased the jet output of his left leg, making Zaku No. 102 spin in place.
He pointed the muzzle at the sky and fired continuously.
"He won't run too far. Where is he?"
Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer, nervously watched the screen. As the output of the left leg thruster increased, Zaku No. 102, lying on its side on the ground, carved a perfect circle on the ground.
Not in the air!
Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer's face changed drastically. He hastily pulled the control stick to turn his head and simultaneously adjusted the muzzle, but he was a step too late.
The White Zaku, which had flown in low to the ground, had already discarded its empty machine gun and switched to a handheld Heat Hawk.
The axe blade glowed with an orange-yellow light.
Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer, gritted his teeth and roared, urging Zaku No. 102 to turn quickly.
"Too late! Pay the price for what you've done!"
Suli, in the cockpit, roared in anger, while simultaneously pulling the control stick, with the precision of man and machine becoming one.
The White Zaku suddenly raised its hand, and the Heat Hawk's blade, like a hot knife cutting through butter, sliced through Zaku No. 102's wrist.
The right hand holding the machine gun flew off directly.
Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer, pulled the flight propulsion pack, hoping for one last gamble.
Suli's eyes widened as he gripped the control stick. At this moment, he wasn't controlling the Zaku; he *was* the Zaku.
This White Zaku was his embodiment!
The White Zaku raised its left hand into a fist and heavily hammered Zaku No. 102's head. The solid heavy blow nearly flattened Zaku No. 102's head, and the flight jetpack's output increased.
With a boom, it sent Zaku No. 102 flying like a cannonball. The White Zaku paused for less than 0.3 seconds.
It instantly pursued at an even faster speed.
"If you want to leave, leave your life behind first!"
The White Zaku, holding the Heat Hawk in its right hand, instantly flew to Zaku No. 102's side. In Qiao Jie, Warrant Officer's horrified gaze, the Heat Hawk's orange-yellow blade heavily struck Zaku No. 102's chest. Even inside the cockpit, the glowing red armor could be seen.
The next second.
The White Zaku, holding the Heat Hawk, landed on the ground. The powerful impact made the ground tremble.
Zaku No. 102, propelled by its flight propulsion pack, crashed into a building with a rumble. The Zaku's broken head sparked with electricity, and its red mono-eye had gone out.
The massive wound on its chest armor directly destroyed the cockpit.
The metal melted by the Heat Hawk emitted an extremely scorching temperature, turning the inside of the cockpit into a charred mess.
Suli sat in the cockpit, panting, his gaze on the Heat Hawk's wear and tear. Compared to the Beam Saber of the future, the Heat Hawk was a consumable melee weapon.
Its attack method was to heat the axe blade to several thousand degrees Celsius via an internal core, increasing its lethality when chopping.
Although this thing could clash with a Beam Saber using its high-temperature force field, it caused immense wear and tear on the axe blade.
The White Zaku held the Heat Hawk and swung it hard; a third of the blade was worn, but the rest should be enough.
Suli gripped the control stick and looked at the Green Zaku No. 102 lying in the building. He had ended this battle by directly destroying the cockpit. If the angle of the chop had been slightly lower, he could have bisected this Zaku on the spot.
But he couldn't!
A Zaku's power engine was a reactor; once damaged and detonated, it was no different from a nuclear explosion.
He could withstand it, but Iphix Island could not.
Moreover, he still needed the equipment from Zaku No. 102; there was still a tough battle to fight.
The White Zaku turned its head to look at the battlefield on the right.
In the city filled with tall buildings, the sounds of artillery fire and roaring engines never ceased. Suli gripped the control stick and took a deep breath.
"It's time..."
The flight propulsion pack on the White Zaku's back rapidly increased its thrust from the nozzles, sending the White Zaku flying straight into the air.
After its leg thrusters maintained balance, Suli pushed the control stick hard, and the White Zaku outside instantly transformed into a white lightning bolt.
At the same time...
On the right side of the battlefield.
The half-humanoid steel tank, with its wide triangular treads, rolled over the ruins. A soldier hiding in a corner cried in despair.
In such a desperate scenario, not everyone could muster the courage to charge forward when facing certain death, but they had no retreat.
"Zeon's bastards!"
From a window of a tilted building on one side, a blood-soaked man, holding a pistol, crawled out.
He desperately raised his pistol and fired at the side of the steel tank. Although the pistol bullets, like beans, made no sound when they hit the steel tank, this was his last weapon.
The steel tank showed no reaction. Inside, the pilot had just received news that fighting had broken out at the docking pier, requesting armored units to return for reinforcement.
"Seriously, can't those landing infantrymen be a bit more capable? They cry for their mom whenever something happens."
The pilot sitting in the steel tank's head, seeing the incoming battle report, scoffed disdainfully.
"Without us charging ahead, they can't break through at all. Oh, by the way, where are those two MS units?"
The Sergeant Major in the steel tank's abdomen cockpit was using the observation screen to search for the two Green Zakus.
Compared to piloting a steel tank or an armored vehicle, piloting a Zaku was his dream.
"Let's hurry back to support them. Fighting these fleas isn't fun at all," urged the pilot in the steel tank's head.
"Understood!"
The Sergeant Major in the abdomen cockpit also withdrew his gaze, maneuvering the steel tank to turn back. Its wide treads rolled over the ruins.
The man firing behind them shouted in despair, "You come back! Come back!"
The most powerless thing in the world is when you give your all, but it's completely ignored by the enemy.
The man jumped down from a several-meter-high ruin wall and fired at the departing steel tank.
With a click, the gun chamber opened. The bullets were gone...
The man panted, his face ashen, then grabbed a broken brick from the ground and ran forward, regardless of his own safety.
He smashed the brick onto the steel tank's treads.
With a thud.
The steel tank's treads suddenly stopped. The humanoid torso on the treaded body instantly rotated. The pilot in the steel tank's head cockpit grinned ferociously.
"I gave you a chance to leave, but you're looking for death!"
"Crush him here!"
At the pilot's urging, the Sergeant Major responsible for operating the treads also sneered, gripping the control stick and turning the treads.
Rumble, rumble, the wide triangular treads turned around.
The man's eyes widened as he looked at the wide steel treads in front of him. His chest still heaved, and a bitter smile was on his face.
"This should be enough, Lord Suli..."
The treads pressed forward.
The man no longer had the strength to run. The blood flowing from his forehead stained his clothes red.
He calmly closed his eyes, spread his arms, and faced his death and sacrifice with equanimity. The treads were getting closer.
"I'm here, but not too late!"
A voice sounded in the man's ear. He hastily opened his eyes. A White Zaku was swinging a Heat Hawk.
With a whoosh, the Heat Hawk directly bisected the steel tank's humanoid upper body. The pilots inside, their eyes wide with alarm, were sent flying by a punch from the White Zaku before they could even scream.
The wide treads were still moving forward.
The man's eyes were filled with tears.
The White Zaku's hand grabbed the moving tread chassis and threw it away with force.
"Now it's our turn!!!"
