Why would I join the army if I can’t drive a Gundam!

Chapter 112 Mi Li and emergencies!
"There are enemies on the right!"

"Missiles incoming from the left!"

"Watch out for the bombardment!"

The noisy radio voices kept pouring into Lieutenant Mueller's mind, making his chaotic brain gradually clear up.

Then, the lieutenant felt severe pain coming from all parts of his body.

The deformed and stuck cockpit was crackling with sparks, making the lieutenant unable to move. He could only struggle a little bit, and finally managed to open a small gap, then struggled to pull his arm out.

Then the lieutenant discovered that his right hand and his entire forearm had disappeared.

"what!"

As the lieutenant screamed, heavy footsteps sounded again beside his machine. Then, through the armor that was torn by armor-piercing bullets, the lieutenant saw an early-type Zaku 2 being defeated under the fierce attack of a GM.

Jim, wielding a double beam saber, fooled Zaku's block with just a feint, and then the beam saber easily penetrated Zaku's defense and pierced into the opponent's cockpit.

The lieutenant could only watch as the GM skillfully withdrew, leaving the Zaku with a black hole in its chest and kneeling powerlessly on the ground. He recognized the pilot of that machine, but now, he was powerless to do anything.

Before the footsteps faded away, the lieutenant's body was kicked hard by someone unknown. Trapped in the cockpit, he felt like the world was turning upside down. Then, his body changed direction again.

On the other side, two GMs were fighting against three Zakus. The driver of the GM on the left was not at all panicked when facing the siege of two Zakus. He even kept retreating and turning in small steps, causing the two Zakus to collide with each other repeatedly because of the attacks.

On the other side, Jim, who was fighting one-on-one, was like killing a chicken. The saber in his left hand chopped off the thermal axe, and then the saber in his right hand chopped down, directly cutting the Zaku in half.

The lieutenant could even hear the poor child's desperate cry on the communication channel before he was melted by the beam.

Jim, who was fighting two Zakus at the same time, also found an opportunity. He kicked one Zaku away, then strafed the other Zaku with his head cannon, forcing the other Zaku to raise one hand to protect its face. Then, his two swords pierced into the Zaku's body.

Then, while the third Zaku was still struggling to get up, two GMs had already stepped forward. One stepped on the other's arm, and the other held the beam saber vertically in reverse, then let go, allowing it to fall freely and penetrate the Zaku's cockpit.

"Stop it! Stop hitting them! They're just kids!"

Because the body of the machine was moved, the cockpit that was restraining Muller finally loosened a gap, giving this veteran who had served in the Zeon army for nearly twenty years a chance to escape.

He cut off his stuck foot with a saber, then climbed out of the cockpit with a roar, roaring at Jim who was only a dozen meters away from him.

Then, the Jim seemed to have heard his voice, turned its body, and the light flickering on the monitor on its head that looked like sunglasses slowly stopped.

"Didn't you think about this when you attacked Lum?"

Andre looked at the embarrassed Zeon soldier and wanted to give him a quick death, but then he changed his mind.

"Boss, I found someone alive. He said the one fighting us was a young soldier from Zeon?"

"Young soldier?"

Macharius dodged the incoming thermal axe, then slashed back with his sword, sending the Zaku in front of him, who had been toyed with by him for several moves, to the west, and then he suddenly realized.

"No wonder these guys are so fanatical! Don't let that guy die. I want him to watch us fight our way back to Zeon!"

"Understood. I'll send the infantry to rescue them right away!"

Then, the Gundam turned its head cannon and fired at another Zaku that was rushing towards it. He raised his shield to knock away the opponent's axe and then pierced the cockpit with a frontal blow.

"After all, a teenager who kills someone doesn't really feel guilty!"

"Then do you have it?"

Nagase Ying, who was dealing with her opponent, immediately asked.

"No, for me, killing fascists is just a pleasure!"

As Macharius spoke, he raised his shield, turned around and started the jet engine behind him. The next second, the main gun of the Majla tank hit his shield hard. The huge explosion caused the body to shake, but then it was offset by the repulsive force of the nozzle.

"Excuse me, I'm open!"

Macharius could imagine the painful expressions on the crew's faces in the Majla tank. Their main guns were powerful enough that a sneak attack on Jim might have succeeded, but the other side attacked him with murderous intent. So, he could only raise his shield and take the two rockets in return.

At this moment, the entire Zeon Army reserve battalion and its attached combat forces have been surrounded by the Federation Army. With the cooperation of the 3rd Squadron composed of all ace pilots and the 9th Squadron composed of ordinary pilots, the Zeon Army is unable to stop the raid of these ace pilots.

Less than three minutes after the encirclement was completed, the Zeon army's mobile suits were killed in pieces, leaving only the two fastest reacting ones who raised their hands in surrender alive. As for the attached infantry and tanks, none of them escaped either. More than 20 Majla tanks were destroyed, and there were hundreds of infantrymen in total.

The losses of the federal army were minimal, with only three GM tanks damaged, seven Type 61 tanks destroyed, and no more than casualties.

As for the Zeon army assembly point that was bombarded, Macharius was not sure of the specific situation, but there were definitely casualties because he saw several Weasel armored vehicles painted with red cross symbols flash past from behind the hill.

Then, the Zeon army's artillery counterattack fell again. Macharius and his men had no time to clean up the battlefield and could only evacuate hurriedly with the wounded and prisoners.

After they arrived at the underground bunker of the defense line, Macharius immediately called a helicopter to take the prisoners to the headquarters.

He felt that something was wrong. Although Zeon lacked national strength and resources, it made no sense to send out young soldiers so early. Although the Zeon army had mobilized nearly 6 young soldiers at the beginning of the war, they were only assigned to some non-important positions in the fleet to cope with the shortage of manpower caused by the military expansion.

But shouldn't the Mobile Suit Boys be deployed only at the end of the war?
Therefore, he couldn't wait to know the reason from these prisoners!
Soon, Lieutenant Mueller and the captured young soldiers named York and Fahar were sent to the intelligence department of the headquarters.

The burly military police didn't care about the wounded, the elderly and the children, and directly used the memory recovery technique.

After being beaten up, the injured Lieutenant Mueller and Fahar said nothing, but the young soldier named York was very straightforward and told everything he knew, but nothing was useful. They were trained on the Zeon 9 colony satellite and were sent there before the war broke out. They were only sent to Earth a few days ago.

After arriving on the ground, he was dizzy all the way and was sent to the south line by the transport vehicle. As for the location, he didn't even know how to describe it because he was not familiar with the environment at all.

But even if he confessed, it would be useless. Mueller knew very little. At most, he knew that the main force of the division had been transferred to another place, but he had no idea where it had gone.

His reserve brigade was originally intended to serve as a backup for the main force, but in order to carry out Operation Bluebird, Dozru had to attract the attention of the Baikonur defenders as much as possible. It was under such circumstances that the reserve force was sent to the battlefield.

While they were using suicide attacks to attract the attention of the Baikonur defenders, Dozru's Operation Bluebird was also being launched on the other side of the Dead Sea.

"This damn weather is so hot!"

"Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with the Zeon people's brains. Why do they have to fight to the death in a place like this!"

Major Conte, who had been promoted to commander of the 21th Independent Battalion under the 100st Armored Division of the rd Armored Corps under the Federal Army's European Command, wiped the sweat from his head impatiently.

His 3rd Armored Army, one of the three most elite heavy mobile forces under the European Command, set off from Marseille overnight after the Zeon Army launched an airdrop, entered the Black Sea, and finally disembarked in Odessa. Then, they rushed to Baikonur day and night, preparing to cooperate with friendly forces from Eastern Europe and Moscow to implement a counter-encirclement of the Zeon Army in Baikonur, thus staging a textbook encirclement and annihilation battle to completely cut off the Zeon Army's black hand reaching into the earth.

However, the Central Asian climate was still difficult for the Federation Army soldiers accustomed to Europe. Even with various logistical countermeasures, the Third Armored Corps still suffered some non-combat casualties. However, the 100th Battalion did not suffer such a loss. Since returning to Earth, Conte had used the same intensity as when Macharius had tortured them, training his men relentlessly. He was particularly disheartened when he heard that his old friends who had remained in space had at least become aces, while those of them who had left early were still nothing.

So, when Major Conte heard that he was going to rescue Macharius, he was so happy. After all, he finally had a chance to win back a game.

"Major, here are the iced drinks I brought. Can you tell us more about how you fought the red dragon for three hundred rounds?"

In the transport vehicle, seeing their boss sweating profusely, several new pilots were very considerate and offered him iced cola in a kettle.

"You guys are very smart, you really want to hear it?"

"Of course, he's our army's top ace. I didn't expect him to be evenly matched with you!"

"No, it was just a narrow defeat on my part. But since you guys want to hear it so badly, I'll tell you more!"

Major Conte immediately took the drink, glanced at the time, and then began to tell his heroic story with saliva flying.

This lecture lasted a full half hour.

"Wait a minute, the contact time has come. Why hasn't the reconnaissance team contacted us yet?"

Conte glanced at the time, then called for a pause with a smile. He had set a contact time with the reconnaissance team. After all, they had entered the war zone, so it was always better to be careful!

"Maybe they forgot?"

"Impossible! The only task I gave them was to ensure contact time and proactively call them!"

Then, the communication vehicle nearby broke the silence and started calling.

"No, sir, we are being heavily interfered with!"

"Interference? What's the range? In what direction?"

The major, who had been acting nonchalantly, suddenly became serious.

"The direction is due east, and the range is very large!"

"Can you contact division headquarters?"

"Neither!"

"Then contact the 105th Armored Regiment, or the 200th Grenadier Regiment!"

"No way! The communication is terrible, it's all garbled!"

"No, the situation is not right!"

"The convoy stops moving forward, guard the surroundings, and all teams come to a meeting!"

The major immediately jumped off the transport vehicle and took out his electronic map. Later, the chief officers of the entire brigade also rushed over. Behind them, one Jim after another had their dust covers removed and were slowly getting up from the transport vehicle.

"Where are we now?"

"We're almost to Guliyev, and further south is the Aral Sea!"

"This is very strange. The area where the Zeon army spread their rice grains is too large, isn't it?"

Conte's brain, which had been trained by Macharius and had already developed countless crisis responses, was working rapidly.

"There's a problem, a big problem. Let's stop here and let the brothers prepare to build defenses!"

"Sir, our orders are to advance to Guliyev!"

"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong. I have a very bad feeling about the situation. Get everyone ready for battle and distribute the ammunition. Extend the cordon to 20 kilometers and set up wired communications! Also, call nearby friendly forces as much as possible and send a signalman directly to division headquarters!"

Major Conte's nervous state also infected the officers around him. They also put away their usual laxity and quickly got into the state.

Afterwards, the 100th Battalion began to camouflage and defend on the spot, and all the Jims received live ammunition.

They waited until nightfall, and the major felt a stronger sense of crisis. He also heard a faint whistling sound in the air.

It was not until the second half of the night that the reconnaissance team he sent out returned, and was even almost shot into the sky by a volley of bullets from the sentry.

"Sir, something's wrong! Guliyev has been captured by the enemy, and the 192nd Panzergrenadier Regiment, which was at the vanguard, is finished!"

As soon as the captain of the reconnaissance team entered the room, he reported with difficulty, grinning at his cracked and bleeding lips.

Fortunately, their team was alert before entering the city, so they saw the Zeon army lurking in the city. Otherwise, the entire team would have run into the enemy's ambush!
"The Zeon forces are ambushing our reinforcements?"

An officer suddenly realized.

"No, it's worse than that. The Zeon's goal isn't to ambush us, but to attack us!"

At that moment, Major Conte felt as if the sky was collapsing. If the entire Third Army were destroyed, the Zeon could even march straight into Odessa, where vast reserves of supplies and ammunition were piled up...

"What would Macharius do at a moment like this?"

The major rubbed his head, drank a cup of bitter coffee mixed with gravel, and began to think.

"We must prepare for the worst, but before that, I have an idea!"

"What is the size of Guliev's Zeon forces?"

The major then looked at the captain of the reconnaissance team and asked slowly.

"In the afternoon, it was about a squadron, but there were almost a battalion of infantry. I also saw towed artillery!"

"A squadron?"

Major Conte then raised his eyebrows.

"Then do it!"

(End of this chapter)