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

Chapter 14 My General Grandpa
"Okay, but I haven't packed my things yet!"

Macharius pointed to the combat readiness bags, marching bags and backpacks scattered all over the ground, as well as the daily uniforms, formal wear, training uniforms, camouflage uniforms, physical training uniforms and other miscellaneous items that had not been put into the closet.

"Everyone, go help!"

The officer's eyes twitched, but the order required him to be polite, so he could only turn around and ask his military police to help.

It has to be said that as military police who are required to strike hard against chaos in the army at any time and anywhere, their style is very tough and their speed in tidying up their rooms is also first-class. In just a few minutes, all the trainees' belongings were neatly arranged according to the categories in the drill manual.

"Thank you so much, Crocodile Bay Green Mine, don't be disgusted! Take it back and smoke it!"

Macharius took a box of cigars from Andre and handed it to the gendarmerie officer, who hesitated for a few seconds, took it and handed it to the non-commissioned officer behind him, then nodded.

"So, shall we set off now?"

"Yeah, let's go!"

Macharius changed into his summer uniform, picked up a wide-brimmed hat beside him, and followed the gendarmes out.

Their destination was the headquarters building in the center of the garrison base. To be precise, it was the office that once belonged to the garrison commander, but now, an elderly man was smoking here.

"Reporting to the 7th Squadron of the Army Armored Academy, Cadet Makarius Krini is here!"

"Thank you, Lieutenant, you can go and rest now!"

The military police officer then tactfully said goodbye and left, closing the door quickly.

After the door closed, Krini, who was standing upright, immediately stepped down, then he sat down next to the old man and took away his cigar.

"Stop smoking! You'll really get lung cancer if you continue!"

"You little thing, can't you just hope for my well-being?"

"That's why I told you not to smoke! If you really want to smoke, you might as well stuff some beef jerky in your mouth!"

"Then I have to be able to bite it!"

Lieutenant General King Enkrini has always been ruthless to anyone, even to Santa Claus or another Federal Army Lieutenant General Gop, he would not have a good face. He is known as the Iron-faced Man in the army, but the old man cannot keep a stern face to his grandchildren. He carefully looked at the person in front of him, and then said in surprise.

"You've been in Australia for so long, how come you haven't gotten any darker?"

"You can't get any sun from sitting in a tank!"

"You really picked a good military branch!"

The lieutenant general was speechless for a moment and could only sigh like this in the end.

"So, what's the matter with calling me here? I'm busy this afternoon, inspecting the tanks. You don't want me to have a problem during the exercise and then lose your people, do you?"

"Your intended assignment! Do you want to come to Zeon?"

"No, this is confidential information!"

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network!"

"Yes, but it looks like I can't stay here?" "Yes, the Zeon people can't hold on any longer! They're preparing to negotiate with us! Who knows, by the time you graduate, the garrison battalion might even be disbanded!"

"So, are you so sure that Zeon will bow down?"

"If they don't surrender, what else can they do? The Federation has completely blocked everything from Zeon. They now have to buy even the food, minerals, and electricity they need on the black market. They can't even import a drop of the most important oil. If they don't compromise, chaos will break out!"

"I don't think so!"

"That's because you haven't reached my position yet, kid. Being a tough leader isn't easy. Look at Zeon's founding father, Zeon Deiken. No matter how tough he was against the Federation, he still fell at the hands of his own people. Everything the Zabi family did back then, they're about to get back at you!"

"Yes, but they won't just sit there and wait for death. Isn't the Federation afraid that the Zeons will become desperate?"

"That requires capital. What do they have now? Even if they have two space fleets, what can they do? Let alone the First Fleet, they can be defeated. What else can they rely on? What kind of mobile suit are you talking about? I have to admit that it is a good weapon, but what can it do? Even if it is equipped with nuclear bombs and bazookas, it is difficult to penetrate the armor of Magellan! How many warships do we have? How many people do they have? With a national strength thirty times that of us, how can Zeon win?"

"This"

"Then I won't talk to you about this. Let's talk about Mobile Suit. How are our own Mobile Suit?"

"It's still under development, and the experimental model is still not very stable!"

"Aren't you a lieutenant general in the Space Army? Can't you find a way to advance the progress?"

"It's difficult. This project isn't my responsibility! Even if it were me, I wouldn't give them more funding!"

Seeing Macharius's disappointed look, Lieutenant General Jin couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't understand why this unfortunate kid had to be obsessed with those mobile suits. A man's journey is to the stars and the sea, so he should travel around in a spaceship. When he learned that his grandson was interested in joining the army, he happily opened a bottle of good wine from the 1970 AD. But then he wanted to smash the wine, because this guy said that he would be shot to death by a huge mobile suit with a bazooka on a spaceship, and he would rather die than join the Space Force. In the end, he let the other party choose the Army. This even became an interesting story at the time. Many colleagues teased him about this at tea parties.

Moreover, you have to know that Vice Admiral King and some other generals of the Space Army are staunch supporters of big guns and big ships. They believe that any problem or enemy faced by the Space Army cannot be solved by a large number of battleships. Therefore, Macharius said that the mobile suit can sink a battleship with one shot, but they are jumping around in the old man's minefield.

And now, it seems that his grandson would rather play with tanks and so-called artificial robots than even look at his own warships.

"Don't be upset. I know what you're worried about. The outcome of a war isn't determined by a single weapon. And don't worry, you'll definitely be the one driving the first one!"

"Do you mean what you say?"

"Is there anything I promised you that I haven't done?"

"Oh right, and what's that superpower of yours?"

"It's not a superpower, it's just a keen sense!"

"No matter what, try to be low-key. I won't restrict your use of it, but you must ensure your safety first! And don't be too obvious during the exercise!"

The old man sighed as he spoke.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let you and Tiffany go. I didn't expect that after the attack, you seemed like a completely different person!"

"That's because I suddenly realized, Grandpa. If you don't fight, you can't survive. I wonder how much it will cost the people on Earth, bound by gravity, to understand this truth!"

　To be honest, I personally think that mobile suits were not the key factor in the decisive victory of the Battle of Loum. The sinking of Rebil's flagship caused chaos in the Federation Army, and the lack of follow-up forces of the Fourth Fleet, which allowed Zeon to win a bitter victory. Moreover, the nuclear bomb bazooka had to hit the vital position to cause effective damage to Magellan, but in the animation, it was like opening a can, one shot at a time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)