Gundam, driving a mass-produced machine will change the world

Chapter 123 Oolong tea?
Eli was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Well, who is it?"

It is now January 0080, and it is summer in South America.

Eli, wearing lighter clothes, woke up in his own room on the white horse, rubbed his eyes and opened the door.

"Excuse me, Major. I am Technical Lieutenant Ista Parkrudiya, responsible for recording the actual combat data of the modular hull on this ship."

The woman in front of him was wearing the standard uniform of the Federation Army, her green eyes looking upwards.

Eli closed the door and got dressed.

Then he took a deep breath and opened the door.

There is no doubt about it, this woman is half a head taller than me.

Her figure was so prominent that the uniform was stretched a little tighter. The tight pants of the federal military uniform made the legs of this tall woman look beautiful.

But Eli was calm in the face of this situation—he even felt a slight phantom pain in his waist.

"Don't mess around~"

That night, when Sera was on top of him, she whispered these words to him.

Although it didn't specify what it was, Eli knew it very well.

"Understood. What can I do for you at this time?"

Eli raised his hand and checked the time with his watch.

It is now 19:42.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that Eli slept for a whole day. It's that Eli, who had just come to Earth from the universe, was adapting to Earth, a place with a clear day and night pattern.

In the universe, people take turns to rest according to a schedule.

"Well, the rest of the crew is in place, but everyone is a little... too happy?"

Eli frowned.

What's the matter with this vague report?

At this moment, Eli suddenly understood where Brad's pressure came from.

If his subordinates always say inexplicable and difficult to understand words, it would be easy for him as a commander to lose control of the overall situation - not to mention the new humans' unique habit of speaking half a sentence.

"Can you be more specific?"

As Eli was a decision-maker for the first time, he decided to be more patient with his subordinates.

After all, it's my first time in office.

"Hmm... it's a bit hard for me to describe. Major, you should go and have a look. Everyone is at the celebration party held by Jaburo. Major should also have a related schedule."

At this time, Eli also remembered that when he got off the plane that day, someone did come to invite him.

Eli sighed and thought of the last party hosted by Colonel Ethan, oh no, Major General Ethan who was now posthumously awarded the title, to welcome the White Base.

That kind of boring social etiquette and conventional drinking really doesn't arouse interest.

Although I don't know why, since all my subordinates are there, it is necessary for me to go there.

"I see. Please lead the way, Lieutenant."

Eli nodded at the tall woman, motioning for her to lead the way.

On the way, Eli also asked the technical officer about the specific content of the "modular hull" technology used on the White Chaser.

Simply put, based on reports from multiple batches of Pegasus-class battleships on the front lines, it was found that the Pegasus-class's excessive bullet projection was a major flaw, and there were frequent reports of major damage to the port side.

So in order to solve this problem, and even related problems for all future warships, Jaburo decided to implement the "Module Plan".

Modularity itself is a technology implemented by the Federation on the Pegasus class, but the White Pegasus has implemented it more thoroughly. It is completely feasible to abandon part of the hull alone, and the really important components are integrated into the central hull.

Even if necessary, the central hull can even perform combat missions for a certain period of time.

At the same time, the modular plan also includes the transformation of MS. The Jim Kai attached to the White Horse is the experimental platform for this plan.

If Eli were to describe it, it would be like the idea of ​​the age system where the hands, feet and backpacks can be hot-swapped to cope with different combat environments, except that this still requires preparation to complete. While Ishtar was explaining, Eli finally arrived at the venue of the Jaburo banquet hall.

Ishtar hesitated several times as Eli placed his hand on the door.

This caught Eli's attention.

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm...it seems like everyone is drinking a little too much."

"Drinking? That's normal, after all, the war is won."

Eli shrugged and pushed the door open.
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"Io! You, turn off the music!"

Eli rubbed his temple and yelled at a handsome blond American man as he walked into the hangar.

The noisy free jazz music finally stopped, bringing much relief to Eli's throbbing temples.

What's going on? It feels like I've forgotten something.

Eli glanced at the guy who was newly assigned to his work, and was still thinking that his memory was not bad and he could match everyone's name well.

Then Eli looked over one by one, taking in his subordinates.

The seven people in front of Eli are his MS subordinates.

However, these seven people's attitude towards him did not seem to be the same as their superior's.

Forget about Sandas and Arcadia, but why did the other five people look at him with a smile in their eyes?

Eli rubbed his temple again.

"Drink"

Eli looked at the bottle of water handed to him and looked at Arcadia in front of him with some surprise.

When did this guy become so considerate? He even knows that his throat is dry.

Eli grabbed the water bottle, tilted his head back and drank it.

"Okay, thanks."

Eli said this, and considering the battle record, he decided to give one of the Strike Type GM to Arcadia to pilot.

Anyway, this guy is also good at high-speed combat.

"You're welcome. It's normal to have a dry throat after a hangover."

the Hangover?

Eli was a little confused.

Then Arcadia took out a photo from her pocket.

On it was Eli, who was lying peacefully on the dining table with only basic clothes on.

"Whoa!"

Eli screamed and fell to his knees.

I remembered it, I remembered everything!

Everything happened after I entered and saw that the atmosphere was much more lively than I had imagined, so I took the cup of "Oolong Tea" handed to me by Arcadia.

After that, there were rounds of baseball boxing and cannon fights.

In front of this group of guys, the face of the major that he still wanted to maintain was completely defeated. No wonder these guys were so mean to him.
"Arcadia."

"I'm here~"

Arcadia was still dangling the photo in her hand.

"Go drive the Early Model Jim for me!"

Amidst the chaos, a reporter who looked familiar took the first group photo of this army that all the remnants of the Communist Party feared.

(End of this chapter)