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

Chapter 35 Caught off guard
"Is the source of the information reliable? Could it be fake news?"

Lieutenant General Gop, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, with a chubby head and small eyes that seemed to be narrowed into a line, held his chin with his hand as if he had not woken up yet, and even yawned. However, none of the three people in the room dared to correct him, because although Gop himself did not command the troops, he served as the Chief of Logistics of the Federal Army. He was in charge of the eating, drinking, defecating and urinating of the entire army. If you offended other generals, you would at most be transferred to guard the reservoir, but if you offended Gop, you should be prepared to have your uniform three sizes larger and your boots one size smaller!
"It should be reliable. I can't reveal the source, but it leaked from the Zeon Training Mobile Brigade. They were also responsible for this mission!"

"Then it must be true, damn Zabi!"

Gop snorted coldly. The heavy hydrogen transported by the Jupiter Fleet was very important. Without this batch of goods, many plans of the Federation Army would be delayed, especially the fleet's fuel supply. Currently, almost all the Federation's fleets use thermonuclear rocket engines, and heavy hydrogen is an indispensable component of fuel. Of course, the most important point is that the Minosky particles used by the mobile suits
"I suggest that the Federation fleet should prepare early. Why don't we fire the first shot first and prevent the Zeon from firing the second shot!"

"The Federal Parliament won't agree!"

Rebil shook his head and sighed. The Federation could be what it is today thanks to the great efforts of those incompetent and short-sighted members of parliament. If it weren't for their repeated concessions, Zeon would not even have had the possibility of independence.

"However, I will order the escort fleet to be on high alert!"

"That's not enough. We need to send another fleet from Luna II. If the Zeon want to deploy their new weapons, that would be perfect. Let's see how strong they are."

"As for side 6, have the garrison troops be on high alert!"

"Alright, kid, go get some rest!"

Macharius did not mention the mobile suits. Without factual basis, it was impossible to convince the top leaders with just words. Anyway, there was still time. After all, the Federation's V plan was completed in just a few months. This was the foundation of a strong national strength. There were enough opportunities to remedy the situation. Even if problems occurred, the losses could be recovered.

"By the way, Lieutenant General Gop, what about my previous proposal?"

"Let Makarius Scrinyi be a test pilot? I can agree to that, but I refuse to transfer him to the Second Fleet!"

Gop still had a smiling face. He didn't know much about Jin's character. If the test aircraft was transferred to the Second Fleet, the whole team would be taken over by the old man in a few days. Seeing that the plan was about to mature, it was impossible to reap the fruits now. As for Macharius being the test pilot, Gop had no objection at all. He had already read his resume. His incredible exercise results were the most advantageous persuasion. Gop even felt that the test aircraft might not be able to exert Macharius's full strength!

"There's no need for you to do that. We are all federal soldiers, there's no need to be on guard!"

"You've already said this, doesn't it prove that I'm right?"

"It's not like this!"

Santa Claus saw the two people arguing fiercely and then interrupted.

"How about coming to my First Fleet?"

"Then I'd rather he stayed in the Army!"

Jin En was even more angry. He just coveted Gop's body, but the old guy Rebil even wanted him as a person. It was impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Alright, alright, let's put aside the issue of belonging for now! Let's focus on the real business!"

"Killian still refuses to back down in the negotiations?"

"Yeah!" Santa Claus rubbed his brows. He was really fed up with the endless bickering. However, there were few federal civil servants who were capable of doing anything. The military and political minister who came to negotiate was a fool who could only eat steak with a knife and fork. He was led around the negotiation table by Kilian, who had an IQ of 240, so he had to come out and take charge.

"The Zeon people won't give in. They've spent almost every penny in the past ten years building two space fleets. If they cut back during the negotiations, those people in Zeon will be the first to eat them!"

Lieutenant General Jin En poured himself a cup of hot black tea with milk and sipped it slowly.

"Then there's no need for this negotiation! Rebil, we should go back!"

"No rush, it's not over yet. I still have to ask Kihlen about the attack on the Jupiter fleet tomorrow!"

Facts have proven that even a person with an IQ of 240 would lose his composure for a moment when a planned secret attack is suddenly made public.

"Your Excellency, what is your response to this?"

Rebil could have sworn that at that moment, he saw Kihlen's face twisted, like a ghost from Asian culture, his eyes drooping high, every hair like a cat with its fur standing on end. Especially Kihlen's face, filled with shock, disbelief, disbelief, doubt, questioning, suspicion...

At that moment, the expression on the other person's face was so complicated that even a psychologist might not be able to see any problem. However, in later generations, this disease was collectively referred to as Turlington syndrome.

In short, if it weren't for the negotiation table, Leibier would have asked someone to serve him a glass of red wine. After all, the other party's expression was simply too pleasing.

But Kihlen was Kihlen after all. Although his heart was filled with huge waves, so much so that the captain of the guards behind him could guess from his tone that the President's Guard was about to start another bloody storm, at this moment, he only took a short time to adjust himself.

"General Rebil, you're joking. The Earth Federation and the Principality of Zeon are steadfast strategic allies. How could we possibly do such a thing? This must be fake news leaked by someone who can't stand our close relationship!"

You see, politics is like this. Even though the relationship between people has deteriorated to the point where they are stabbing each other behind their backs, when they meet, they are still as friendly as a family.

"Really? Then maybe there's something wrong with this information!"

"Of course. I suggest to General Rebir that the guy who provided this false information should be sent to the quarry for hard labor, or simply shot to avoid wasting food."

"That won't do. That guy is an outstanding talent that I finally found. But you're right. I should give him a good scolding later. Don't you agree, Jurgen?"

As Rebil said this, he looked at Kilian's captain of the guards. The latter shuddered when he heard the words. He was fine, why was he looking at me?

But he couldn't respond at this moment, he could only close his mouth tightly and stand there like a pillar.

As for Kilian, although the captain of the guards couldn't see his expression, he could guess what it was like?

However, he was not worried about whether his loyalty would be doubted. His family was an old retainer of the Zabi family. What he was thinking about now was the list to be submitted to Gihren later. It should be about dozens of people.

(End of this chapter)