Chapter 102 Armistice Agreement
"Mr. Macharius!"

Frauber, who was following behind Amuro, pulled Amuro's clothes to calm him down, and greeted Macharius.

"Have you returned from the war?"

"Yeah, but I came back to get something, so I have to leave again!"

Macharius replied with a smile as he frantically ravaged Amuro in his arms with his large hands.

"That war must have been terrifying!"

Hearing Frauber's question, Amuro stopped struggling and listened attentively with his ears perked up.

"It's hard to describe, but Amuro, most of the friends you knew are gone!"

Macharius was referring to the Federation pilots in the training camp. Many of them had a good relationship with Amuro. They would share snacks with him, secretly give him adult magazines, and even take him to the cafeteria in the middle of the night to secretly eat freshly baked stew.

Now, all that remains of these people whom Amuro used to call uncle and brother is a single photo.

So, at this moment, the joy on Amuro's face disappeared.

"Then Mr. Macharius, please come to my house for lunch!"

Although Frauber didn't understand what was happening, she could feel the bloody and cruel reality coming towards her. She didn't know what to do, and she could only simply want to reward Macharius for his return with a sumptuous meal.

"Okay, after all, whether I can come back in my lifetime is not certain!"

Macharius would naturally not refuse a free meal. He had been relying on nutritional supplements to stay alive recently. Although the supplements tasted good, drinking them every day would still make people feel nauseous. Therefore, being able to eat a proper home-cooked meal was the greatest salvation for him at this moment!
Later, at the dinner table, Amuro could not wait to try to learn more about the war from Macharius.

"The news said that side1245 is all gone, and that we won a tough victory in Rum. Is that true?"

"Yes, not only that, the Zeon army also smashed a colony satellite into the Earth! So far, half of the human population is gone!"

"How could this happen? Aren't we all human? Why, why are we hurting each other like this?"

Amuro felt cold all over. He was not an ignorant child, so he was naturally very sensitive to the cold numbers in Macharius's mouth.

"You'll have to ask the Zabi family and the Zeon soldiers who injected poison gas into the colony satellites!"

"Amuro, I came back this time because of you!"

"for me?"

"Yes, I'm going back to Earth soon, so Side7 will have to be left to you to protect!"

"I, I can't do it, I..."

"This isn't an order, it's a request. You know, I was there when Zeon abandoned the colony. I even piloted my mobile suit into the satellite to destroy it!"

Macharius patted Amuro's shoulder.

"You don't want to know what it's like inside!"

"but I……"

"Do you hope that Side7 will become like that?"

"No, of course I don't want that, but aren't there other federal troops here?"

"But you are the only pilot capable of fighting against Zeon's mobile suits!"

Macharius said seriously.

"The Zeon army has already destroyed four space colonies. Next, Side 7 is likely to be the next. Amuro, you don't want to see Frauber, or your father, become a corpse floating in space, do you?"

"I, I understand!"

Amuro glanced at his childhood friend who was busy in the kitchen, and thought of his father who had a lot of white hair due to overtime work after the war, and then nodded with difficulty.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. The ones attacking Side 7 will only be a small group of Zeon. You just need to be on your guard against them!"

"But how did you know that the Zeon were going to attack Side 7?"

"This is mainly because of me!"

Macharius smiled rather embarrassedly.

"I destroyed nearly two hundred Zeon mobile suits and sank several warships!"

"what?"

"So, in order to prevent the Federation from having more powerful mobile suits, they must launch a surprise attack here!"

Macharius said, patting Amuro's shoulder again.

"When the time comes, this satellite will be up to you!"

Amuro said nothing, but just kept calculating in his mind. He lost more than he won in the competition with Macharius, and Macharius was victorious over all the Zeon mobile suits, so it should be no problem for him to defeat him!
Thinking of this, Amuro felt the burden on his shoulders lighten slightly, and even felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.

"So, is there anything you want me to pay attention to?"

Macharius raised his head calmly, but his heart was rejoicing. Here it comes, finally I’m going to ask this!

"You need to watch out for a guy named Char Aznable!"

Macharius said this and asked Frauber, who was cooking, for a pen and paper. Then, he quickly wrote down Char's characteristics on it.

"This guy looks young, but he's actually very experienced and insidious. He doesn't usually show his true face. When he was a child, he almost lost his virginity to an old woman, which caused him to become psychologically distorted as he grew up. He likes young girls and regards them as his mothers!"

Amuro's face immediately turned red.

"How could there be such a shameful guy!"

"Yes, but there is one. He's narrow-minded and vindictive, but his driving skills are exceptional. You have to be careful. He likes to copy my tactics and launch surprise attacks from the dark at triple the speed!"

At this point, Macharius wasn't sure whether Char would paint his mecha red again, so he simply told Amuro all of Char's personal markings and the possible colors of his mecha.

"This guy has escaped from my hands several times. It's my regret that I couldn't kill him. Amuro, I will hand this regret to you!" "I understand!"

Amuro nodded. He didn't want to kill anyone, but if the Zeon people really came to Side 7 to kill and burn people as Macharius said, he would not show mercy!

After the two of them had finished explaining everything, Frauber's meal was ready. While eating, Macharius turned on the TV to see what the latest news was. Then, he saw a report about the Zeon army preparing to negotiate with the Earth Federation.

"Then the war should be over, right?"

It was obvious that Frauber still had unrealistic fantasies about the war. The little girl ate her food quietly while looking at Macharius with eager eyes.

"Maybe! After all, not everyone likes fighting!"

Macharius said so.

Only Amuro could hear the sarcasm in his tone.

The federal government did not expect Zeon to initiate negotiations. Even when the news from Side 6 was transmitted back to London, the federal parliament thought that Side 6 had also been reduced to ruins by the Zeon fleet.

But it later turned out to be a false alarm.

Of course, it was not only the federal government that was frightened. The Side6 Leonian government was also frightened to the point of almost fainting by the Zeon fleet that arrived at its doorstep. Even riots broke out in the various colonial satellites. Many space residents did not want to die at the hands of the Zeon people's poison gas, so they committed suicide at home first.

However, the Zeon fleet that arrived at Side 6 finally stopped at the boundary of the space domain and sent a communication to the terrified Side 6 security forces.

Only then did the Leah government know the purpose of the Zeon people's visit!
The Zabi family is well aware of the severe suffering that this catastrophe affecting the entire Earth Sphere has brought to mankind. Therefore, for the sake of the remaining humans, Zeon is ready to stop all military operations and negotiate with the Earth Federation on various post-war matters, striving to reach an agreement that will allow the Earth Sphere to achieve permanent peace.

Although the Zeon general who sent the communication request was sincere and gentle in his words, in the eyes of the Side6 Leonian government, the other party was still making a real threat. After all, the Zeon people did not mention who caused the suffering of the space residents.

But looking at the Zeon fleet wandering just outside the universe, the Leah government knew that its own forces were no match for it. On the one hand, it hurriedly sent a message to the Earth Federation. On the other hand, it quickly loaded several ships of civilian supplies and sent them to the Zeon fleet. The main goal was to avoid offending either side.

After all, Side 6 is not like Side 7. They are too far away from the Federation and too close to Zeon. What's more, there have been frictions between the two sides before, and those rebels handed over by Zeon are still in prison!
However, the Zeon fleet is not here for revenge. It is indeed easy to destroy Side 6, but the consequence is that half of the outer space exploration work done by humans since entering the cosmic era has been destroyed. If Side 6 is destroyed, the entire Earth sphere can be declared destroyed.

After receiving the news that the Zeons intended to sign a peace agreement, the Federal Parliament quickly communicated with the Federal Army Headquarters. The focus of the communication was naturally to understand whether the Federal Army still had the determination and confidence to fight against Zeon.

After receiving a positive response, the Federal Parliament, knowing what was going on, immediately agreed to Zeon's request for negotiation.

Subsequently, the delegation from Earth arrived at Side 0078 on December 12, 20, to discuss some issues before the negotiations, the most important of which was the choice of the negotiation location.

Zeon attempted to hold the negotiation site on Zeon soil, but the Federation rejected it.

"We signed a peace agreement, not a surrender agreement!"

The head of the delegation, Sir Humphrey, who had been promoted to Secretary General of the Military and Political Department, spoke to the Zeon representative in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

As a result, the two sides finally changed the signing location of the agreement to the permanent neutral zone in Antarctica on Earth.

The time for the negotiations was set for December 12. This time was chosen because it was Christmas Eve and the next day was Christmas. The peace agreement represented the beautiful vision of both parties for the future, and it was more appropriate to hold it on such a day.

"Whoever set the date might as well have set it on New Year's Day!"

Macharius, sitting on the Media transport plane, was listening to the broadcast and complaining to the people around him.

"It's New Year's Day, and you heard someone sign a peace agreement. Isn't that bad luck?"

Andre said unhappily.

"So signing this thing on Christmas isn't bad luck?"

"That's just bad luck for people who celebrate Christmas! I don't have time for it anyway!"

Andre shrugged and answered indifferently.

It was already December 12nd, and Macharius had returned to Earth from space. He was in a good mood when he saw the blue ocean again. If the Army Command could grant him a few days of leave, he would surely feel even better.

But that was wishful thinking. Before Macharius could even adapt to life in a gravity environment again, his troops received the highest-level order from Gabro.

In order to ensure the smooth signing of the peace treaty, the Red Dragon Team, which had been expanded to a large brigade, was dispatched to Antarctica with a single order to serve as security for the venue.

This is actually just a bunch of nonsense. At this critical juncture, no one dares to come to Antarctica to do anything. What's more, the federal army has already stationed a large ground force here to serve as security.

Gop dispatched the Red Dragon Team mainly to annoy the Zeon delegation.

After all, at this moment, Macharius was already on the Zeon army's wanted list and ranked first.

The Zeon Command has offered an extremely high reward to encourage its personnel to shoot down the red dragon soaring in the sky. The reward includes but is not limited to permanent titles, fixed fiefdoms, etc.

For many Zeon pilots who came from poor backgrounds, Macharius really lived up to his nickname, becoming a dragon with abundant treasures. As long as they could defeat him, they could bring countless wealth to themselves and their families.

Unfortunately, there is currently no pilot who can accomplish the feat of slaying a dragon.

Apart from Macharius, the entire Red Dragon Team can be regarded as a rare bright spot in the One Week War. This is the Federation's first all-ace team. Putting this team on the stage is also a small warning to Zeon.

Therefore, after arriving in Gabro, the entire Red Dragon team was packed up and stuffed into the Media fleet, and sent to the neutral zone of Antarctica by this meritorious transport aircraft that has served in the Federation Army for many years.

The Earth Federation has built a rather spectacular dome city here. Although the wind is biting outside, it is warm as spring inside the dome. But unfortunately, after the Red Dragon team arrived here, they had no time to appreciate the unique scenery here. Instead, they had to squat in the hangar, make up for the missing shootdown records for their own bodies, and change the exterior paint.

"Um, Major, it seems that your left shoulder of the machine can't hold so many kill markings. Would you like to add some to the right shoulder?"

"No, you can't add it. Just leave the dragon alone. If there's not enough space, paint it somewhere else. On your arms, on your armor, anything is fine!"

"But that would be ugly!"

"It doesn't matter. Once the plane is covered with shot-down markings, it won't be so ugly!"

Macharius crossed his arms and answered seriously.

"This way, everyone will know who is the most powerful!"

A false ace who paints his aircraft red after shooting down five battleships.

The real ace waits for the shootdown mark to turn the aircraft red little by little.

After the Gundam's painting work was completed, the guests from space finally arrived at the neutral zone of Antarctica, ready to conduct peace talks there.

(End of this chapter)

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