An advanced guide for experienced modelers, from building blocks to hand-building Gundams

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PS: The high-speed 4 is a bit funny, the cockpit is mounted on the floating gun, and the TR6 runs on the ground...

It has a kind of aesthetic feeling that is similar to Build Fighters or Build Divers, with a prank highlighted.

Volume 31: Chapter I didn’t expect the title, so here it is.

The negotiations between the Archangel and the guerrillas ended in a strange atmosphere.

"In short, although we welcome you from the Earth Army to come here, we don't have the time to hold a welcome party now." The scarred uncle named Shahib glanced at Cagalli who had returned to the team.

Then, he looked at Ross, who was patting Kira's shoulder, and narrowed his eyes.

He was deeply impressed by Ross, who had suddenly stepped forward to disrupt the atmosphere when Kira and Cagalli seemed to have some conflict and prevented a fight between the two.

"In short, you need a map of ZAFT's forces and a route out of here," Shahib turned to look at Malu. "We can give you all of these, but in return, we need you to do something for us."

"...What exactly is it?" Malu was a little wary of Shahib's suggestion.

"This isn't the place to talk. The Desert Tigers could attack at any moment," Shahib said, shaking his head. "How about we go to our forward base first and then explain the details?"

"We invited you with good intentions. Besides, with two mobile suits, you can easily subdue us."

In response to Shahib's invitation, Malu subconsciously exchanged glances with Mu.

"……it is good."

……

"This frontline base... is a bit close to the city." Sitting in the cockpit of the Jesta in a naturally formed canyon, Ross scanned the guerrillas' frontline base and the town in the distance.

At this time, Ross was not wearing a driver's suit, but his regular clothes.

Kira, on the other hand, was piloting the Strike Gundam to cover the Archangel with camouflage cloth provided by the guerrillas.

The guerrillas who called themselves the "Dawn Desert" would occasionally observe the Strike Gundam and Zesta with curiosity during their free time.

However, compared to the Strike Gundam, their eyes stayed on Zesta more.

After all, the information about the Strike Gundam had been transmitted back long ago, and they had almost understood it. Moreover, this Zesta, which had never appeared before, could arouse their curiosity even more.

"And... such weapons." Rhodes zoomed in on the place where the guerrillas temporarily stored their weapons and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Bazookas, missile carts, various rifles... but no MS or MA.

In this world where the tactical value of mobile suits and mobile suits is constantly being utilized, it's true that relying solely on guerrilla weapons, one can repel an enemy or even take down a Baku, but the price to pay for this is...

"If we destroy the Baku, it'll be seven for one, or even more extreme, ten for one." At this point, Big Haro saw what Ross was thinking and spoke up. "Even a mid-to-low-level MA would be overwhelming against these weapons, let alone a fully equipped Baku from ZAFT."

"...How cruel." Ross leaned back in the driver's seat, wondering what he was thinking.

"DiDi Di Di Di Di Di Di Di Di..."

At this moment, a communication request came from the communicator.

"Rods, this is Maru." Maru's voice came through the communication. "Can you come over here for a moment? I have something to ask you."

……

"Hey, Malu, what do you want to talk to me about?" Rhodes walked into the headquarters of the guerrilla base and looked around.

Radios, maps, some supplies and weapons... well, it fits Rhodes's imagination of a guerrilla base.

"Rods, you're here." Maru breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ross in a flight jacket appear in front of him.

"Are you the pilot of that unknown machine?" Shahib was sitting at the large table in the innermost part, holding a cup of coffee.

At this moment, Shahib looked Ross up and down.

"Let me be frank. I can provide you with some supplies, a rough distribution map of ZAFT, and two routes to leave here." Shahib pointed in a direction on the map.

"But I need you to eliminate the ZAFT land battleship 'Lecyps' in this area. Just lure them away for a while. Of course, if you have the ability to destroy it, that's up to you."

"...Why do we have to lead him away?" Malu was a little confused by this request.

"To connect the two guerrilla groups," Shahib circled the map. "The Lesseps is stuck between us and the other guerrilla group. Behind this warship is the Desert Tigers' territory, heavily guarded."

"It will only take a day or two for our stalled tunnel to be connected. Once the guerrillas there become active, we'll have more room to maneuver. Furthermore, the water and supplies we need can all be transported over there."

"Can't we take a detour?" Bakilulu looked at the terrain around her, a little confused.

"You're paying me?" Shahib rolled his eyes. "Just building this tunnel has already cost us a lot of resources."

"So, once we open the tunnel, how are you going to defend it?" Ross looked at the map, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Shahib. "ZAFT will eventually learn of this tunnel and counterattack your base. With your current weapons, your chances of success against Baku are slim."

"Even if the odds are slim, we have to do it," Shahib said firmly. "This is our chance to break the deadlock. I can't give up and sit back and wait for death."

"This is the United Africa, the land of Africans, not some ZAFT-occupied zone."

"If you lose your hands and feet, you can make prosthetic limbs out of iron pipes. If you lose your eyes, you can do logistics. If you lose your life, you must take a ZAFT with you." Shahib picked up two folders beside him and threw them on the table.

"For the children of the future, so that they can run freely on this land." At this moment, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames of anger.

"ZAFT must be driven out completely without a single survivor!"

Rhodes opened a folder containing some recent reports.

Victoria Harbor was captured; new troops landed at Gibraltar Base, and Gundams were spotted; ZAFT's advance continued to increase...

It seems that it is mostly bad news, no wonder Shahib is so anxious.

"You're so stubborn... Is this the case that people are shaped by the environment they live in?" Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming a little tense, Mu spoke to ease the atmosphere.

Rhodes didn't say anything because he saw something new.

"The Atlantic Federation deployed a new intelligent combat system, temporarily resisting ZAFT's advance into the Atlantic Ocean, but the system has a high failure rate."

……

In an office at the Gibraltar base.

"Thank you for coming all the way from mainland China to Gibraltar Base." In the video link, Cruze still wore his signature mask. "The damage to the Duel and Storm isn't as extensive as the Thunderbolt, but the parts we rushed out will definitely have reduced performance."

"According to Captain Andrew's intelligence, Long Legs has landed in this area." Cruze seemed to have a sudden thought, a faint smile playing on his face. "We've also assigned you a 'copy force' to assist you in pursuing Long Legs, and also for testing purposes."

"Are you talking about those white golds, Captain Cruze?" Diego seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was a little strange. "That's not..."

"That's the new plan proposed by Councilor Durandal." Cruze, thinking this, almost wanted to turn off the comms and laugh wildly in his office. "As you all know, due to the genetic defects of the Adjusters, the birth rate in Plant is very low."

"Every ZAFT pilot killed in battle is one less. On the other hand, Earth's natural population, with its huge birth rate, doesn't have this concern."

"In order to make up for this weakness, Senator Durandal led the 'Copy Force' project and cooperated with a civilian organization with extensive genetic research..." Cruze talked about the general details of the project, completely ignoring Diego and Isaac's strange expressions.

"After the sacrifice of a loyal elite soldier, we have the 'copy force' we have today." Cruze leisurely picked up the tea at hand.

"Don't worry too much. The lives of the 'copy troops' are our currency. As long as we get enough results, we can use this currency at will." At this time, Cruze also saw that the two men's faces were not good, and began to comfort them with words.

Diego finally breathed a sigh of relief after the communication was closed.

"Isaac, do you think... the appearance of this 'copy army' is a good thing?" Diego felt a surge of anxiety for some reason. "Why do I feel so anxious?"

"I can't really say for sure." Isaac touched the bandage on his face and removed it when he felt it was almost healed. "The fighting will definitely get more intense from now on."

"But if you ask me what I think of this army, I don't know." Isaac turned on the electronic screen beside him.

On the screen, a group of soldiers in white uniforms with identical faces and similar behaviors were sitting quietly in the lounge, waiting for the order to attack.

The environment at the scene was even a little weird, which made Diego and Isaac feel a little uncomfortable.

"...No wonder Captain Andrew is unwilling to accept these new troops." Isaac now understood Andrew's decision.

"Okay, stop watching." Diego turned off the screen and took a deep breath to calm himself down. "Let's discuss how to continue hunting down Long Legs."

……

Plant a cluster of native colony satellites.

In a building on a colony satellite, Senator Durandal, whom Cruze mentioned, was standing in front of a huge screen, lost in thought.

"Is this really okay? You've opened Pandora's box." A disguised voice came from the communication nearby.

"I can't wait that long. Instead of watching it rot, I might as well hit the accelerator." After carefully reflecting on his thoughts, Durandal tried to keep his tone calm. "Besides, isn't this what you want to see?"

"Hehe, that's right." The voice on the communication line laughed twice. "Then I won't bother you anymore, future 'President Durandal'. Just enjoy your victory."

With the communication channel closed, Durandal breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rather than letting the world continue to grope its way through war."

"Why don't I start a war to end all wars and reveal the most correct path?"

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PS: I’m back to update.

It was a false alarm. The doctor said that all I needed to do was rest for a while.

I can only say that when I was sitting in front of the computer typing today, I felt numb and my state of mind was not very good.

Now we have basically the main antagonists of the first volume, the Adjusters and the Clones (Stormtroopers (crossed out)), the Wetware and the Enhanced Humans.

After all, it’s not easy to do anything big in the first volume, so it’s better to be a little more cautious.

Volume 32: Chapter Spicy or Sweet?

"It feels like Kira has been sleeping in the cockpit these past few days." Ross stood in the hangar and looked up at Kira who was still adjusting the system on the Strike Gundam.

"How long has he been in this state?"

"It's been several days since we landed on Earth. We even brought our food back to the cockpit," said Madoc, who was helping Mu adjust the Sky King. "I don't know what's wrong with this kid."

"Perhaps you're unwilling to accept this?" Mu poked his head out of the Sky-King's cockpit and stretched. "After all, you did so much with the Jegan when it landed on Earth, and in the end, even the aircraft was destroyed. And even that child named Frey was nearly killed by Cruze."

"After realizing his own powerlessness, are you madly trying to gain more power?" Ross analyzed Kira's general reason through Mu's words.

"What an ambitious guy! He's totally different from the me back then."

"Oh? Did you have a similar experience back then?" Mu climbed down from the Sky-King's cockpit and came to Ross's side. "Why haven't I heard you say that?"

"Because there's nothing much to say." Ross waved his hand, his thoughts returning to the first time he entered the cockpit of the Jegan A-Type training. "Back then, during the Jegan cockpit simulation training, I chose a very strong opponent."

"The first time I piloted a MS, I was killed within a second of starting training. This situation lasted for a whole day, and as a result, I was depressed for two or three days." Having said this, Ross looked down at his right hand.

The calluses from the wrench, the cockpit grip, the pistol, mixed together, telling the story of everything Rhodes had been through.

"When I first flew a Jegan, my training resulted in me surviving that opponent for one minute and thirty seconds. But now, I can already fight him."

"Pilot skills are something that will continue to improve with battle. Kira will also become stronger. Maybe by then he will be stronger than me."

At this time, Rhodes raised his head, intending to end with some profound truths.

Unexpectedly, I saw Mu Zheng holding a notebook and writing something on it with a pen.

"Hmm... Ross couldn't defeat the training simulation AI, so he broke through... New materials obtained."

"...You bastard!" Ross felt like a nerve in his head was broken after seeing the notebook.

Because he saw the words "A Trip to Lodz" clearly written on the notebook. Obviously, he was going to record the dark history of Lodz again.

"Take my front block!" Rhodes stretched out his hand to give Mu a friendly punch to the face.

"Hey, hey, hey, calm down! Don't hit people in the face!" Mu put away his notebook, dodged Ross's punch, and started running towards the exit of the hangar. "It's a loss to the world if my handsome face is disfigured!"

"Don't run, it won't hurt!" Rhodes chased after Mu, feeling his fists getting harder.

“But you’ll die!”

The two of them left the hangar while playing around.

……

"...I see, Kira's recent condition is indeed a bit off." Mariu nodded after hearing Ross's description of Kira's condition.

At this time, on the observation deck, Rhodes, Mu, and Malu were chatting.

"What do you think about this?" Mariu couldn't help but feel a headache when talking about this topic. "My mistake, I forgot that Kira was just a civilian before. What happened along the way had a huge impact on him psychologically."

"Don't look at me. My way isn't suitable for him." Mu immediately threw up his hands and refused after seeing the eyes of Ross and Malu. "Kira is still sixteen, so he can't enter the bar."

"If I find myself in this situation, I will probably go to the bar to get drunk and then have a good sleep." Mu said his own solution.

"That's right, your method isn't quite right." Malu sighed and looked at Ross. "Sir, what do you think?"

"At Kira's age, a shot of glue can solve most of his problems." Rhodes joked.