Gundam, Gravity Elegy

As the crimson single eye turned, the young man named Shen Weina felt a chill surge from the depths of his heart.

At that moment, Kamina suddenly remembered the feeling he had when he watched giant horror movies as a child, and more importantly, these movies were even more outrageous than horror movies!

Generally speaking, if directors of monster movies and tokusatsu films deliberately slow down the movements to show the size of the creatures, then these Cyclops do not need to do that at all!

'Boom'

With just one eruption or one engine rotation, these Cyclopes can reach another location in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk tsk, these Zaku are faster than any of the mobile suits I've seen before. Even the 'Queen Cannon' can't keep up with them."

Faced with Yazan's nonchalant attitude, Shenwei Nai was speechless.

He didn't know what to say. When that burning passion of anger was extinguished by cruel reality, all that remained of his cognition and knowledge was a tiny, cobbled-together rebuttal in his mind:

"Those machines should be tigers."

"It's a Zaku. The head power pipe and chest cockpit are clearly Zaku designs, and it even has the iconic shoulder shields."

"But in terms of recognition..."

"That kind of thing is meaningless and can only be used as a reference. Anyway, it was probably affected by the combat spikes on the shoulder armor and the leg design."

Meeting Shenweina's blank stare, Yazan waved his hand:

"But this kind of argument is pointless. Anyway, these guys have already stopped here."

"Huh?"

"Your 'sense of smell' is really bad. Didn't you notice that Zeon's artillery suppression has stopped?"

Yazan slapped Shenweina on the head and burst into laughter:

"These guys must have learned their lesson—from the real aces."

…………

'Boom'

Without any warning, Zeon's artillery positions were hit by a missile bombardment.

As the smoke and dust from the explosion swept across the land, a dark shadow stood tall on the yellow sand.

"Is that—a black steel cannon?!"

Staring at the heavy figure rushing straight towards him, the pilot instinctively wanted to dodge, but was immediately overwhelmed by a barrage of bullets.

The steel cannon gripped two machine guns in each hand, forming a dense barrage of fire with the missile launchers on its back and even the Vulcan cannon on its head.

"Impossible, we were actually suppressed by a single machine in terms of firepower?"

"So why was there no warning?"

Clenching his teeth, the position commander answered the communication:

"Position One requests reinforcements, we..."

But before he could voice his demands, another roar echoing through the communication channel stunned him:

"Shoot it down!"

"Damn it, what's with this black thing?!"

Within Zeon's communication channels, a different kind of terror echoed:

"How can it be so fast?!"

In the optical sensor, the dark figure moved nimbly, and even the improved high-precision viewfinder could not accurately lock its position amidst the flashes of light from the rocket engine.

Only after the single eye beneath the crimson mask was finally projected onto the cockpit screen did the internal database finally provide feedback:

MS-08TX.

A machine that should have been defeated and scrapped from the design level, but was successfully mass-produced in small quantities due to some special reasons!

"It's Ifrit—"

'Sizzle'

The words that revealed his true name became the last sight the pilot could see. The high-temperature blade of the electrothermal saber instantly tore apart the high-tensile steel chest armor, along with the cockpit.

'boom'

The Zakuganon's direct power pipe collapsed along with the fusion furnace, directly unleashing a massive firestorm at the artillery position.

Originally, it should have been a work that the Zmador Corporation was proud of, but it was the hostile Earth Federation that truly vindicated it!

"Tsk, stop this guy!"

"No, it's too fast, I can't... Waaah!"

'bang bang bang'

Meanwhile, another pilot tried to take action, but by the time the machine reacted, the gushing 100mm machine gun bullets had already shattered all the sensors.

In the pitch black, all that could be felt was the groaning and squeezing of metal, and... an explosion!

"boom"

"what--"

"Why? Wasn't there only one machine?!"

Perhaps because the Minovsky particles were not yet so concentrated that they could cut off all communication, although the source of the voice was no longer discernible, the oncoming howl made one feel intensely uneasy.

"Could it be that this isn't their main force?"

"No, in terms of scale, this certainly meets the standards of a large logistics base, and the supplies and weaponry stored in each warehouse are completely consistent with the intelligence, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"This 'reinforcement' is not part of the Sphinx base's combat order, and at the same time, they can freely appear on the battlefield at will."

At this point, the pale eyes beneath the mask narrowed to slits, a certain glint of light emanating from them:

"Single-unit operation, independent sequence, it seems we've met our match."

"The main person?"

"Yes, a black steel cannon, a black Ifrit, plus solo combat, currently only one team meets this standard in terms of intelligence."

At this point, Char's hand suddenly left the control stick.

Normally, as a pilot, he shouldn't make such a mistake on the battlefield, especially in an enemy base, but right now, he does feel a little uncomfortable.

It felt like something was tightly gripping my heart.

Then, he was forced to make that sound:

"coming!"

'Boom'

'boom'

"The Federation's ace, the black lion—"

The thrusters and control nozzles slowed the shadowy figure down at an incredible angle and in an unbelievable manner, sending it crashing into the ruins and kicking up a cloud of yellow sand.

"A black Gundam!"

Amidst the dust, those scarlet eyes emerged.

Then, those eyes faithfully relayed all the scenery they captured back to their pilot:

"Zaku, six machines—"

Gently pushing the control stick, the young pilot slowly exhaled the stale air from his chest:

"Operation...begins."

Author's message

…………

I have something to do today, so there probably won't be anything tonight _(:з」∠)_

Let's see if I can get back in time.

Chapter 50: Instant Kill

Gundam—thanks to the Federation's overwhelming propaganda, it's no longer an unfamiliar term to Zeon soldiers.

"The Federation's hero, the lion of the land, the Federation's propaganda for this machine and its pilot has reached its peak. Its existence is a banner that the Federation uses to fight against us Zeon."

"I heard from some special channels on Side 6 that the pilot of the mecha is a child?"

"That's right, that's what the Earth Federation is saying, that these are the children who survived our 'Operation Britain'..."

As he finished speaking, Dozru couldn't help but sniff, his deep, engine-like voice sounding particularly muffled in the spacious, luxurious private office.

This even prompts the question:

"Sir, is your nose feeling uncomfortable?"

"Well, after all, Solomon was just renovated, so there's bound to be some dust inside..."

Dozru kept muttering to himself, but his voice unconsciously grew softer and softer.

He instinctively covered his head, a bitter smile appearing on his scarred and grotesque face.

"Of course, I really want to find some similar reasons, but I find it ridiculous to say them myself."

After gently patting his face, the supreme commander of the space attack force couldn't help but shake his head:

"But it's no use talking about that now. The important thing is that he is a very dangerous enemy for us Zeon."

"Danger?"

"That's right. While the Earth Federation has a history of engaging in false propaganda, it has never engaged in any deception in this regard, so—"

…………

"So we have to be careful... huh?"

These words were not spoken by Char himself, but were a reminder given by Dozle, his superior, before they set off.

If the legendary red comet hadn't initially taken this matter seriously, then when the dark figure truly appeared before him, even the face hidden beneath the mask couldn't help but become solemn:

"This pressure..."

At this moment, Xia could even clearly feel the separation between his consciousness and his body. He could even clearly perceive the warnings his body was giving him. Instinctively, he pressed his hands onto the control lever, not allowing them to leave even for a moment.

"If I get distracted, I'll be killed?"

It's hard to believe this to anyone, but Major Xia, who has already achieved great military exploits at a young age, already felt the weight pressing on his shoulders before the battle even began.

At this moment, it seems that the famous red comet has become some kind of prey, as for the predator...

"Ugh, this is such an annoying feeling."

As a pilot, Char Aznable should have his own sense of self-respect and pride.

However, ever since meeting that mysterious yet captivating young woman, he has been forced to take seriously the 'inspiration' that keeps popping into his mind.

And that's precisely why...

"Everyone, don't make any rash moves. This guy isn't as simple as he seems—"

"Ha, so the infamous Red Comet is just a coward who chickened out before even fighting?"

Before he could finish his reminder, a sound suddenly echoing in the channel interrupted everything.

The overwhelming mockery made Xia subconsciously furrow his brow.

At this point, he could no longer care about the voices that were clearly directed at him; what mattered more was the boundless rage they contained.

"We've finally narrowed the gap at the machine level, how could we possibly back down here!"

'Buzz buzz buzz'

That heightened emotion was like some kind of fuel; Xia felt he could clearly hear the rhythm of their bodies.

Those highly mobile vehicles, those new land-based Zaku, are unleashing a torrent of fury.