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

Chapter 96 Goodbye, Sydney

"Stretcher, quick!"

When Macharius' core fighter flew back to the Nelson with difficulty, covered in wounds, the surrounding ground crew rushed towards the fighter that had barely landed in the hangar like crazy.

"The cockpit is stuck!"

"Pry it open for me!"

"Are you okay?"

When the cockpit was hastily dismantled, Chief Maintenance Officer Seitaro Sakaki immediately reached out his hand eagerly to Macharius, who was slumped in the driver's seat, and touched him here and there, trying to see if he was injured.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired!"

Macharius took off his sweaty helmet, unzipped his pilot uniform, and raised his right hand, pointing his index and middle fingers.

"It's okay!"

The chief engineer breathed a sigh of relief, then directed the others to carry Macharius out of the cabin.

He went back to the cockpit and turned on the learning computer to check whether the combat data inside was damaged.

Then, the maintenance officer breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the parts of the Gundam were lost, they could be rebuilt. There was even a whole set of new RX-78-2 accessories in the warehouse of the Nelson. As long as they were given one day, a new Gundam could be prepared.

But the learning computer in the Macharius cabin is different. If it is damaged, it means that all the efforts made on the prototype Gundam since it left the factory will be in vain!
Fortunately, his computer skills were intact, so he could finally rest assured.

At the same time, the Zeon fleet also began to disengage from the front line. The two sides, who had been fighting fiercely for a long time, tacitly ceased fire, and even the mobile suits that were still fighting chose to retreat.

Then, under the gaze of both sides, the nuclear bomb placed inside the satellite by the suicide squad exploded!
The already severely damaged colony satellite then began to deform and twist even more violently. Then, under the gaze of everyone, the satellite's structure began to disintegrate and break apart from the center. Like a long baguette, the more than 30-kilometer-long Ifeshi Island gradually cracked in the middle, finally splitting into two.

"yeah!"

Then, the long-suppressed cheers and cries of pain were heard in the communication channel of the Federation Fleet.

Even Tianm couldn't help but tear up. His Fourth Fleet now had less than one-third of its troops left, and three-quarters of its mobile suit units were gone. It was only with great effort that they managed to split the satellite in two.

Fortunately, the Zeon army had given up and began to retreat, and the remaining fleet was finally able to free up its hands and focus on destroying the satellite wreckage.

At this moment, driven by the rocket, the back half of the satellite is still moving forward at a constant speed. However, because the federal army destroyed the nuclear pulse rocket of the lower half, the satellite's propulsion posture has shifted. Therefore, the forward trajectory of the back half of the satellite is moving away from the earth little by little.

The front half of the satellite was also continuously broken by the impact of the back half of the satellite. A large amount of debris fell off and fell to the surface of the earth. Fortunately, the satellite orbit was high enough at this moment, and these debris would be almost burned when entering the atmosphere.

But the front half of the satellite is still difficult to deal with. The Fourth Fleet's nuclear bomb reserves have been exhausted, and the warships' energy has been almost consumed. At this moment, the surviving Magellan and Salamis are using their last anti-aircraft artillery fire to blast the outer wall of the satellite.

Some of the wounded Jims simply landed on the hull of the battleship and joined in with their 100 machine guns.

But these cannot prevent this huge celestial body of more than ten kilometers from falling towards the Earth's orbit. In fact, with the influence of gravity, the satellite's descent speed is also increasing little by little.

"The air defense bases in Antarctica and the Arctic are ready, but I'm not sure how effective their attacks will be against satellites!"

"Now we can only trust them!"

"We have tried our best!"

Tianm stood up from the command seat, looked at the blue planet below the battleship, and then closed his eyes in pain.

"By the way, how's the Red Dragon doing?"

"I'm not seriously injured, I'm just exhausted!"

"That's good. Let him have a good rest. By the way, is his backup body ready?"

"The maintenance department is working overtime and it will be finished in about 24 hours!"

"Well, speaking of which, if that guy's body was still there, what do you think he would do?"

Tianm looked at the satellite that was constantly emitting flames and suddenly asked the chief of staff beside him.

"I think that guy would drive a mobile suit to push a satellite!"

The Chief of Staff was stunned for a moment, then replied.

"That seems like something he would do!"

"But if I could fly a mobile suit, I might give it a try!"

"Then I will definitely drive my flagship over to help you!"

Afterwards, after firing the last round of ammunition in the bomb bay, the remaining forces of the Fourth Fleet gradually left orbit. Afterwards, the task of intercepting the main body of the satellite was handed over to the missile bases established by the Federal Army in Antarctica and the Arctic.

As the shrill alarm sounded, the hatches of the launch silos slowly opened, and then huge ballistic missiles roared into the sky.

At the same time, all federal naval, land and air forces in the Pacific Ocean also entered combat status. Although the satellite would not fall on Gabro due to the change in trajectory, the computer also calculated its new landing point. If nothing was done, the wreckage, which was more than ten kilometers in size, would fall into the waters near Australia, close to Indonesia.

The hundreds of millions of people currently living here will suffer from this catastrophe. At the same time, when the falling satellite falls into the sea, it will also trigger a huge tsunami. It is expected that the entire American coast will be affected. What is worse is the countless satellite debris. The sizes of these detached fragments range from tens to hundreds or even kilometers. They are not enough to burn them clean when passing through the atmosphere. The remaining fragments are also not small enough and can cause considerable damage to the ground.

Therefore, after the attack order was issued, the federal air defense forces began to launch full-scale missile strikes.

In the first batch, they launched hundreds of warheads from the ground and successfully hit the target, blowing up the structure about two kilometers in front of the satellite.

"Sir, we successfully hit the satellite!"

"No need to report this to me. The launch must not stop until the radar can still detect the wreckage!"

Subsequently, the second and third waves successfully reduced the satellite's size to nine kilometers, completely destroying the remaining structure. Now, the remaining half of the colony satellite resembled the triangular plug used on a rice cooker. Further warhead attacks continued to dismantle the satellite, until, by the time the satellite reached its final attack altitude, it was less than four kilometers in size.

The satellite's crash site also shifted from near the coast until the computer reached the final result.

"Report to the commander, we have confirmed that the satellite crash site is in Sydney!"

At the Gabro base, Gop, who was processing documents with his head down, stopped what he was doing and raised his head.

"How's the evacuation going?"

"Half of it is still not completed, the Media fleet is insufficient!"

"I understand. Contact London and we'll start preparing for the aftermath!"

Gop's mood did not fluctuate much. He had done everything he could, from the initial evacuation alarm to coordinating the strategic transport fleet in nearby areas to participate in the transfer of personnel. Now, all he could do was to try to minimize the subsequent secondary disasters.

At this moment, the federal army in Australia is also racing against death. The army has pulled out all available vehicles, ships, and aircraft, trying to transfer as many people as possible to safe areas.

At the same time, a large number of civilian forces also joined in. Freight drivers unloaded the goods on their vehicles, filled all the spaces that could transport people, and then started rushing along the highway.

No one knew how large the disaster area was, so they could only flee westward, but even so, the transportation capacity was still insufficient.

As time passed, the huge satellite debris could be seen approaching the ground little by little. At the same time, all radars in the entire Pacific region scanned the countless fragments that fell along with the satellite.

"Entire fleet, level one combat readiness!"

On the sea, the Federation's warships were also ready for battle. When the first fragment, emitting flames and trailing thick smoke, pierced through the clouds and entered the range, countless anti-aircraft artillery fire sounded.

The fighter jets on the aircraft carriers and the self-propelled anti-aircraft guns of the army, these sophisticated war machines that were built by humans in the past to kill humans, are now all fighting to protect humans.

Until the last moment!
The huge satellite debris eventually hit the ground. The Sydney Opera House at Bennington Point in Sydney Harbour was the center of the satellite's landing point. This art palace, which had left beautiful memories for countless people in the past, disappeared in an instant.

Then, the whole city.

The entire Australian continent shook violently at this moment, and then 7% of the Australian continent centered on Sydney disappeared.

The Federation fleet that fought to the last moment to stop the debris near the coast was also hit by the tsunami caused by the falling satellite. No one in the fleet survived, and until the last second before the tsunami hit them, these warships were still firing into the sky.

In addition to Sydney, countless satellite fragments fell in a vast area stretching from Siberia in the west to California in the east, from Alaska in the north to Tasmania in the south. Despite the local federal forces' desperate attempts to intercept them, these falling fragments still caused considerable damage to the local area.

"So, this is Sydney's fate?"

Macharius returned to Luna II and looked at the news report, then sighed.

"You've tried your best!"

"Yes, I have tried my best!"

Macharius responded to old man King's comfort.

He did try his best. According to preliminary estimates, the direct death toll of the Battle of Britain was 1.7 million, which is much better than the 5.5 million in another timeline.

But he still couldn't save Sydney!
On the other side of the moon, after learning that the British operation had failed, Kilian quickly convened a new combat meeting.

He did not blame Dozle, whose space attack force had also suffered heavy losses. Although the gap in battleships could not be made up for in a short time, the lost mobile suits could still be quickly replaced. The only problem was that the quality was not good enough. At present, the training time of mobile suit pilots added to the Zeon combat forces had been reduced from one thousand hours to five hundred hours.

The personnel composition has also changed from the flying elites of the past to the current military academy students. In addition, there are a large number of brainwashed fanatical young soldiers. These supplementary personnel drive the old Zaku 1 and the unstable Zida, and their training time is even shorter, even less than two hundred hours.

At this time, for ordinary pilots, they have just mastered the operation of mobile suits, but in order to make up for the shortage of manpower, the Zeon top management has no choice but to do this.

The goal of the new combat meeting was naturally to carry out the Second British Operation and completely destroy the Gabro base in South America.

Since Side 1, 2, and 4 have all become ruins, the only targets Zeon can choose to attack are Side 5 and Side 6.

Side 5 Loum, being the closest to the Earth, naturally became the preferred target of the Zeon army.

"However, the Federation Army's main fleet will not sit idly by. If we want to carry out a second operation, we must defeat Rebil's main fleet!"

Dozle thought about the difference in combat power between his own space attack force and the main fleet of the Rebil family, and then he felt a wave of pain in his balls.

"I know. So, Kycilia, your Assault Mobile Force will also participate in this operation and cooperate with Dozle!"

Killian looked at the woman standing to his left, who frowned when she heard that her troops were to be involved in the battle.

"But, the suppression of the lunar city..."

"This is an order, put away your little thoughts!"

Killian replied coldly.

He knew Kycilia's little thoughts too well. Compared with Dozle's space attack force, Kycilia's troops lacked main battleships, but the additional elite mobile suit troops could effectively make up for Dozle's lack of combat power.

This is the best option for the Zeon army at the moment. After all, hitting someone with a clenched fist hurts the most.

Kycilia was unwilling to move, mainly because she wanted to build the lunar city into her own base to fight against Gihren. Gihren knew this, so he specifically asked Kycilia's troops to join the battle, which could be regarded as consuming the opponent's trump card!
After the combat meeting, Kilian once again emphasized the importance of the Second British Operation.

"Releasing the colonies is a hammer of judgment upon the foolish people of Earth! It represents the fire of judgment we inflict upon those who disobey the Zabi family's cause!"

"Everyone, our army is currently making rapid progress on all fronts, and final victory is only a stone's throw away. So, everyone, please work hard with me!"

(End of this chapter)