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Chapter 148 Newspaper (1)

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As Rhode expected, Gipriel had indeed burst out with quite enthusiasticity. In other words, there were already many people in the LOGOS who were dissatisfied with the Azra El family, just like the oppressed, unable to wait to make his own voice. The strength of the Azra El family brought a bunch of partners and a group of hidden enemies.

It is a very good way for the Silver Wolf to take action. Even if it is finally disclosed, the big guys will put the blame on the war animals and put themselves out of the matter. However, Gipriel also knew that Rhodes would definitely leave evidence to avoid being silenced. For example, now, the conversation between the two has been recorded in full.

This risk is undoubtedly borne by Gipriel himself, but this is a responsibility that must be borne by someone who overwhelms others and takes the seat of the LOGOS Chairman. Otherwise, why would other families let him, a person with a middle-class strength, reach the peak?

"In this way, you will draw up the specific plan. I will provide it with information. Anyway, what the Azrael family can give you, I will double it." Jipril raised his eyebrows with special appearance, and finally drank the black tea in his hand, which seemed to be inconsistent with the noble demeanor. Rhodes could even see the veins on the man's forehead bulging.

This is an excitement, or fear of unknown destiny. However, he is still young, his ambition is inflated, and he is no longer willing to be firmly suppressed by the old guy.

"So happy cooperation." Rod raised his hand. He liked ambitious people, but he underestimated Giprier before.

"Happy cooperation." Jipril glanced at the man opposite him deeply and closed the communication without hesitation. He had a lot to do.

It seemed that the few chess pieces that were arranged early should be made effective... Looking at the dark screen, Jipril stroked the black cat on his leg, thinking so.

Tens of thousands of kilometers away, Rhodes sat in his seat and sighed softly. Attacking Azrael is not a betrayal, and now, Muta Azrael and his father must die. The only condition that allows the two to survive is that the Earth jointly crushes PLANT, at least, it will be easy to win.

But any normal person knows that this situation is absolutely impossible.

With a hint of mocking about this situation, Rhode stood up. At this time, the communication sound of "Dudu" sounded. After it was turned on, he found that the Fenrier had returned from the hunt.

Klose held his hands and watched the Hayeser Port Area become bigger and bigger, and the warship under his feet was also trembling and slowly slowing down. His eyes moved down, and when he saw a large black spot in front of the head of the ship, he hummed heavily. The smooth hull seemed to be whispered hard, so dazzling.

"I haven't figured it out yet?" The iron arm floated over from behind, lit a cigarette very comfortably, and handed it to Klose. Smoking in a confined space like a space warship is undoubtedly very bad, and it is so bad that the entire bridge is filled with the smell of cigarettes. But what do the mercenaries mind, for example, the helmsman is already holding a piece in his mouth, just holding the helm with one hand.

"Be bitten by the garbage. Hey, you bastards, drive the boat well, don't hit me on the satellite." Kloze cursed, but he still vomited smoke, and then in a state of no gravity, the smoke turned into a strange shape.

"Yes! Damn it, you should have wiped out the cigarette butt on the butt of the iron arm when you say this." The helmman laughed and scolded, and finally resumed driving with both hands.

This attack was a hunting game. The GINN team, which was trained and modified by magic, was already above the average level of ZAFT in terms of combat power. In addition, the Fenrier was developed to the extreme firepower, and there was no such god of killing in time. It was enough to annihilate a patrol fleet of the Earth Army, not to mention a group of scattered mercenaries and waste merchants.

The current Fenrier is not only in the hull but also in the Nasca class, and it is different from the inside to the outside. In terms of defense, all key parts are all laid with reflective beam armor loaded by the Archangel. A reactor from the Agamemnon-class air-couple replaced the core of the previous Nasca class, and the engine output has also increased greatly.

In terms of military equipment, it was even more crazy to be transformed. Two 225MM dual beam cannons from ZAFT Laurasia class are arranged on both sides of the ship's bow. The 8 13-mounted missile launchers hidden at the bottom of the ship and on both sides of the bridge are tingling barrage.

Even, where there is sufficient space on both sides of the ship's bottom, four single-generating electromagnetic guns are loaded, which, like missile launchers, are all products from Baku, forming a powerful mid-level firepower supplement.

As many as 12 short-range 58mm automatic defense machine guns can provide sufficient interception firepower at close range.

To be honest, the "Fenrier" modification at any cost has enabled the entire hull to reach twice the level of the main ships of the ZAFT and the United Army. It is equivalent to the firepower of two Nelson-class or NASCAR-class ships. Of course, the gap is still too far from special ships like the Archangel.

With such an elite ship under his seat, Cloze would certainly not allow anyone to mess with his treasures. Fortunately, the helmsman's skills were really good, and he finally stopped smoothly on the lock link and steadily.

Rhodes did not allow anyone to disembark, and even provided supplies as soon as possible. The giant sword disaster was stuffed into the cabin, filling the hangar with only six MSs. The cruiser Blücher, which was parked at berth No. 2, was also loaded with a GINN with a 5-machine squad and a striking dagger. The "Iron Arm" Groswsky will serve as the commander of the mixed squad.

In this case, even without Rhodes present, the three of them, "Black Bear" Klose, "Iron Arm" Grosovsky, and "Female Leopard" Andrea, could take over the command. More MSs were left at home because the Silver Wolf really didn't have enough capacity to carry them before the new warship arrived.

The 140M-class heavy transport ship is good, but unfortunately it is too slow to operate alone. Moreover, the firepower and electronic systems expenditure brought by the transformation are no less than buying a junk Drake-class ship.

Rhodes had made up his mind that after this war, he would come back. At that time, the munitions were severely oversupply, and the prices of warships and MSs fell sharply. If he relied on his relationship to hoard goods, he would make a lot of money.

It can be said that with these beautiful aspirations, Rhode walked into the bridge, and then was filled with tears streaming down his face by the large amount of smoke. He thought a fire had occurred here for a moment, but he frowned again at the layers of ashes floating.

"Whoever smokes on the bridge in the future, I will tell him not to touch a woman for a month!"

Klose and others rolled their eyes. The commander seemed to do this often, but they didn't dare to say it. In particular, the "Iron Arm" patted Klose's shoulder and hurriedly floated out. Not far away, a magically modified "Nelson-class" cruiser and his new partner "Lieutenant Marchis Gigus" were already waiting for him.

"Damn guy, I ran away by myself." Klose cursed in his heart, floating to the captain's seat and gave up the position of the commander's seat.

But Rhodes didn't bother to care about this guy. His fingers flicked on the seat armrests, and the map began to appear on the main screen of the bridge. The numbers of several main fleets of the Earth Army appeared on it, and then commented on the speed and course, Klose stood up in shock.

"Is this... the two sides finally going to have a decisive battle!"

"Of course." With Rhodes' operation, the name of the 'Poyaz' fortress had appeared on it, but the garrison troops did not increase significantly.

"PLANT seems to want to use old tactics." Klose touched his big bald head and could tell at a glance that ZAFT's idea was indeed very high.

ZAFT is nothing more than using the fortress to delay the Earth Army's attack, and then encircle the main fleet starting from the local area, destroying the entire Earth's United Space Army from both wings!

The idea is good, but success depends mainly on how long the "Boyaz" fortress can resist. How long will it take? Rhode, who handed over the "key" in his own hands, is undoubtedly the clearest. It is nothing more than a beautiful firework after the dazzling light, "bang!"
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