Gundam, Gravity Elegy

Regardless of the universe, in an environment where gravity is ever-present, this is a necessary condition for survival and combat.

Unfortunately, this is also the most difficult part to learn as an MS pilot.

Normally, taking Gao Ren's formal training as an example, he should have undergone about two weeks of theoretical knowledge training and become familiar with basic operations through simulation training before being put into actual operation. Then, based on this, he would gradually master other functions of the mobile suit.

According to Dr. Tim Ray's theory, the training of mobile suit operators is itself a process of infant development, where pilots need to gradually learn to run from walking to using various tools.

Unfortunately, the real front lines don't allow for such leisure time.

Even the pilot training courses at the Gabro Military Academy were experiencing 'early graduation' due to the urgency at the front. The situation was even more complicated for the soldiers who were trained locally on the front lines—they had to master all the courses in a short period of time.

"Skills like shooting and the use of long-range weapons can be learned through simulation training, but the simulation system itself cannot accurately simulate the impact of gravity, so you still need to experience it on actual machines..."

Then, this is what happened.

'boom'

Finally, with a heavy thud, one of the Zani planes was caught off guard and stumbled.

Before it could regain its balance, the oncoming training alloy rod knocked the machine to the ground.

"The outcome is decided! Wolf has won!"

"Excellent! Wolf did a great job! We can't afford to lose to these 'transfer students'!"

At the very front, a soldier named Bins shouted loudly:

"Instructor! Wolf won!"

"I see."

With a gentle swipe of his finger across the tablet in front of him, Gao Ren slowly moved Wolf's name up one digit:

“Tell Wolf that he is currently second in the overall head-to-head standings, and if he beats Yazan, he will take first place.”

Counter-ranking battles – that's the method Gao Ren came up with.

Completely abandon theoretical teaching, simply force these people to engage in real combat, organize their rankings through a points system, and incentivize them through a reward system.

For these simple and honest soldiers, this method was undoubtedly effective:

"The new Zaku from the enemy has been internally modified into the 'High Mobility Zani,' and your superiors have agreed to award one of them as a 'first place' prize, so keep up the good work."

"Oooo!!!!"

The overwhelming sense of excitement seemed to make the sweltering summer day even hotter.

"Seriously, these guys have really loud voices..."

So, is this really a good idea?

Just as Gao Ren was picking his ears, the faint sound, like the wind on the frozen ground of Russia, cooled down his somewhat restless heart.

Shirley Page—his Eastern European sister crossed her arms like this:

"You should know, right? We don't actually need to stay here."

"...Yes, that's right."

Gao Ren did not want to deny this point:

"As an independent combat unit, we can completely ignore what's going on here, and we don't need to get involved in the political struggle between Jamitov and Goyun."

He understood the underlying reasons immediately.

From the moment Gao Yun sent them to the African Army's headquarters, it was a game of military merit. Gao Yun hoped that his special operations forces could accumulate more military merits and become an irreplaceable main force, while Jamitov's idea was exactly the opposite.

This guy is trying to seal away General Gao Yun's best 'knife' and keep the Lion Dance Squad away from the battlefield.

"But you still stayed here—"

"Because I can't let go of this place that has just been ravaged by war."

Hearing this, Gao Ren could only shake his head helplessly:

"Without Jamitov recalling the frontline troops, the base simply cannot withstand a second attack."

Even knowing that this was essentially a struggle and a game, he still willingly walked into the trap.

If I had to explain why...

…………

"Lieutenant Gao Ren—he has a weakness that no soldier should ever have."

Inside the office, Basque said loudly:

"He is soft-hearted—and therefore, he will not express any dissatisfaction about it, and will even do his best to help our troops restore their combat effectiveness."

Author's message

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It's definitely much more convenient to work with machine-designed graphics. Instead of stubbornly focusing on the logo, I should be working on some Gundam graphics.

What do you think of this picture as a cover?

Chapter Sixty: Nightmare in the Desert

In the old century, the famous military strategist Proustovitz once said: "War is essentially a continuation of politics."

For the soldiers of the Universal Century, this has been ingrained in their very being, becoming an instinct, and they apply it in various ways.

Of course, even General John Gowan, who was often described as having "low emotional intelligence" and being "unapproachable," was no exception.

Although he came from the Technology Development Bureau, now that he has secured his current position and been entrusted with important responsibilities, he can certainly see the current situation clearly at a glance.

"So you mean that despite suffering heavy losses at his rear base, that guy Djamitov not only didn't recall his main force, but instead ordered his men to continue advancing?"

"That's right—"

Meeting the general's somewhat gloomy gaze, Lieutenant Rachel simply flipped through the documents in her hands:

"According to the supply troops, two days ago, the main African force, with the support of tanks and self-propelled artillery and air force, advanced the front line by about 100 kilometers and has now reached the Gaza Strip. Soon they should be able to join the main European force in encircling Türkiye."

Although it was good news from the Earth Federation Forces, Gao Yun, a member of the force, did not show much joy on his dark old face.

"In other words, that guy Djamitov is really determined to get a piece of the pie in this strategy... I really got tricked by him."

"In addition, General, here are the regular reports on the Lion Dance Squad."

What did they do?

"They assisted the African Army in training MS pilots, and at the same time led teams to eliminate Zeon forces still operating in Egypt, achieving very fruitful results."

"Of course. The 7th Division, which participated in the Battle of Rouen, is currently operating in Africa and is the closest to Egypt. These guys are probably terrified of the 'black Gundam'."

At this point, Gao Yun paused for a moment:

"No, it should be said that any black mobile suit would arouse their vigilance."

…………

"Attack!!!"

Location: Egypt's 3rd Supply Depot in Africa

This place was originally a resource supply depot belonging to Zeon in southern Egypt, one of the remedial measures taken by Zeon when it was rapidly expanding its front lines but lacked good means of transportation.

At that time, the production line on Earth was not yet fully established. Zeon transported supplies to Earth by dropping HLVs from low orbit, and then each unit would go to the nearest resource station to collect the supplies.

Once aircraft carriers like the Gauss-class, transport aircraft like the Fat Uncle-class, and land battleships like the Gallup-class, these supply stations had already completed their mission.

Normally speaking, for the Federation, which is currently doing its best to reclaim key locations, the remaining 'Zeon Supply Depots' are not only sparsely populated, but also do not occupy any major transportation routes or are not close to any cities. Even if they are like nails driven into the Federation's occupied territory, they are not worth the effort to clear them out.

But for the same reason, their nightmare began.

'Bang bang bang bang bang bang'

The sound of machine guns rang out continuously as several green Cyclops tanks, each wielding a 120mm cannon, fired in coordination with the Majera tanks.

But amidst the roar of artillery fire, another sound came from somewhere else that was not the explosion that should have been heard.

'Clang clang clang clang'

In the somewhat narrow passage, several shields were stacked upright, completely blocking the barrage of grenades.

Finally, a rocket attack tore the array of shields apart.

'Boom'

However, when a gap was torn open, what followed was not a burst of flames.

A green light flickered within the hole.

'Om'

Behind the iconic 'big sunglasses', the almost identical monocular structure completely locks onto the 'brother' directly in front.

Immediately, the cannons and machine guns opened fire, instantly engulfing the machine directly in front of them.

'Boom'

"Damn it, this place can't be defended anymore. What's the condition of the transport planes?"

"The transport plane was destroyed from the very beginning!"

Amidst the terrified cries of his teammates, Squad Leader Zagu clenched his teeth involuntarily:

"Never mind, let's get out of here first!"

Amidst the exploding flames of the fusion furnace, the cyclops retreated continuously.

"The Zaku has a very long operating range, and our model is specifically designed for sand terrain, which is enough to support us to walk to other bases or supply stations."

Therefore, for mobile suits, choosing to 'evacuate on foot' even in the desert is by no means a reckless act.

But that alone is not enough:

"Also, we must seek support. The particle concentration here is too high, so we'll contact the Kilimanjaro base once we reach a safe location, and then..."

What comes next?

None of the soldiers could hear their captain's voice.

"team leader?"

In that eerie silence, one of the Zeon pilots couldn't help but look around:

"Could it be that the particle concentration has completely interfered with communications...?"

Immediately afterwards, when the optical sensor captured a lone figure, his breathing also froze.

For a moment, only [the person] remained in the entire cockpit.

"black……"

Under the crimson glow of dusk, the dark figure was like a shadow enveloping the earth, not only failing to reflect any light, but the gradually lengthening shadow seemed to be about to completely swallow the earth.

"Black..."

Even though the Federation and Zeon mobile suits are the same height, the pilots still have the illusion of being looked down upon.

No, perhaps this isn't just an illusion!

They were indeed being looked down upon, or rather, despised; they could even feel the cold indifference beneath the scarlet masks!

"A black monster!!!"

'Bang bang bang bang bang bang'

As if on cue, when the crimson light flashed in the cockpit, the fleeing Zaku squad immediately raised their guns and opened fire.

Machine guns, rocket launchers, and even missiles mounted on the legs all fired at once, and the barrage of live ammunition was enough to destroy any enemy under gravity—that's how it was supposed to be.

But there are things in the world that defy common sense. For example, Zeon's Red Comet can pass through the close-in weaponry of a warship without being shot down, and there are also the black mobile suits in front of them...

'Boom'

With its leg thrusters and main thrusters in operation, the black figure moved and circled in an incredible manner.

"That's too fast—"