Gundam, Gravity Elegy

"Requesting backup!!!"

Suddenly, a fierce glint appeared in Jamitov's eyes:

"So, Zeon has started as well?"

…………

"Boom!"

Amidst the ruins, scattered shells further deteriorated the already dilapidated remains, leaving only the relatively sturdy 'structures' from the old century to prove that they were once part of the city.

'patta'

Beneath the surging heat, the long-neglected signs collapsed, confirming the original identity of the ruins—Damascus.

As the capital of a nation in the old century, this region gradually became deserted when the Earth Federation began its space colonization program, and now, after the war broke out, the flames of war have completely destroyed it.

The only thing they could probably do was to use those 'natural' ruins to provide some cover for building a simple frontline outpost.

Unfortunately, this simple idea also collapsed with the arrival of the Cyclops from the sky.

The African Vanguard Force—led by Major Jamekhan Daninghan—was originally tasked with clearing the way for the main force in the rear, and was equipped with relatively ample firepower and mobile suits adept at mobile warfare.

But just as they were setting up a temporary forward base in Damascus according to conventional military strategy, they were ambushed by Zeon airborne troops.

The highly mobile aircraft descended directly from the sky, its swift artillery and sharp thermal axes striking directly inside, not only destroying the command post but also scattering and losing contact with the various armored battalions.

In the end, only the MS forces managed to regroup amidst the chaos.

"...Tsk."

Using a building as cover, the ground-based GM, machine gun in hand, knelt gently on the ground.

'Click'

The detection components at the knees began to operate, slowly providing the pilot with information other than optics amidst the hum of motors in the cockpit.

Inside the cockpit, Albert held his breath:

"3, 2, 1—"

Suddenly, the ground-based GM lunged forward.

The moment it leaped out of the bunker, the heavy machine slammed directly onto the ground, causing a tremor.

'boom'

"what?!"

Directly ahead, a J-type Zaku seemed to have realized something.

He tried to turn around, but the machine's transmission feedback couldn't outpace the machine gun.

'Knock knock knock knock'

The machine gun fired rapidly, and the uncorrected bullets scattered in all directions due to the unconventional firing posture.

However, because the distance was not far, the highly penetrating armor-piercing bullet instantly turned the Zaku's upper body into a sieve.

"Good, the fusion furnace wasn't hit..."

Perhaps, for those so-called 'heroes,' this shouldn't be too difficult.

However, even when fully armed, the Luna titanium alloy land-based fighter jet still poses an unimaginable burden to ordinary pilots.

"So why was that child able to use this thing as if it were a real limb—"

No matter how many times, he wanted to complain about this kind of thing.

Unfortunately, he doesn't even have time to express jealousy or envy now.

"But Captain, the other Zaku are already heading your way."

"I know, that was the original plan anyway."

While that was true, Albert's heart sank completely to the bottom.

"Anish, any news from Major Jamekhan?"

"……Have!"

After a moment of silence, Anish Roffman, one of the Delta team members, immediately responded:

"Major Jamekhan has handed over command of the remaining troops to us, instructing us to fight the Zeon forces to the bitter end—reinforcements will arrive soon!"

'Zzzzzzz'

Suddenly, Anish's voice on the channel became distorted, sounding sharp and heavy, like a scene from a horror movie.

But the reality is the uncontrollable interference from the Minovsky particle—

"Is the engine running at full speed?!"

Albert's eyes widened as he stared at the new Zaku charging straight at him.

"Hey Larry, you and Anish take the assembled armored forces and retreat to find cover!"

"And what about you, Captain?"

"Me? What else needs to be said!"

'boom'

The shield slammed into the heat axe:

"I'll go find other isolated teams and gather them together—"

'Bang'

Gazing intently at the crimson single eye so close to his face, Albert gripped the control lever tightly:

"Let's take care of this problem while we're at it."

"But Captain, the enemy is using Zeon's newest mobile suits, and our GMs are simply no match for them in terms of speed..."

"It's alright! Speed ​​shouldn't be the key. If Gundam can suppress five new Zakus at the same time, then I should at least be able to handle one!"

Since arriving on the African front, Albert had been hearing the trainers of the "Death Squad" talking about it with great enthusiasm.

That kind of brilliant and swift battle.

To say I'm not jealous... no, I should say I'm not envious would definitely be a lie.

"I'm from that 'class,' after all. I can't let myself fall too far behind the others!!"

With a roar, the ground-based GM unleashed its full power, and the joint rotation capabilities granted by the force field motor directly forced the high-mobility Zaku back.

He then set up the machine gun:

“At least when I see ‘that kid’ again, I need to have enough to brag about to him.”

With a wide grin, his words roared like machine gun fire:

“‘Uncle Albert’ can perfectly take over the work you’re in charge of… at least that’s the opinion!”

'Bang bang bang bang'

Author's message

…………

Jamekhan, a familiar face from Gundam Z, was eventually betrayed by Yazan after repeatedly betraying his subordinates.

Anish and Larry are both characters in the Lost War Chronicles. Larry was given the first sniper GM II in the story, and it was directly assigned to him, which shows his ability.

Chapter 87: Mutual Destruction?

"Just like the Federation in the past, the current Zeon also needs a victory to wash away the shame and oppression of the past."

"gollum"

"Grumpy"

Inside the command center, only a chilling silence echoed.

Even though you're standing on solid ground, the bubbling air from the nutrient solution inside the capsule makes you feel like you're in the deep sea.

Directly in front of him, the man named Kanora Zunki merely displayed a sinister smile:

"So, does our Federation ace—the so-called 'Lion of the Earth'—think Zeon will just sit here and wait for you to come knocking? Oh, I almost forgot, given the Federation's style, you have absolutely no power to participate in decision-making, let alone resist the orders from those bureaucrats."

The extremely sarcastic voice made Gao Ren's expression even more unpleasant.

In reality, he certainly opposed such an overly radical war plan, but his protest was like a stone thrown into stagnant water; it was impossible to change anything, let alone create any ripples.

"After all, that's how bureaucrats are on Earth—whether it's heroes or scientists, they're just bargaining chips in their hands. As long as they can be exchanged for real benefits and capital, the lives and wills of these consumables are not worth mentioning at all."

Gao Ren could sense the hatred expressed by the man in front of him named Zong Kexi.

His words and his voice contained a strong distortion, as if the soul beneath his skin had undergone some kind of mutation, and more importantly...

"Our Earth"—

Those key words seem to hint at an even more shocking truth:

"Are you from Earth?"

"Yes, at least a month ago, I was doing biological research at Heidelberg University and had a pretty decent job."

Having said that, he seemed like a machine that had been prompted with a key word, and a gentle expression appeared on his face.

"At that time, I had a kind and beautiful wife, an innocent and lovely daughter, and I even lived a life of peace and tranquility—"

But in the end, when that gentleness reached its limit, it was completely replaced by an overwhelming resentment:

"I could have simply ignored everything and watched the war end as a bystander!"

"But that's impossible."

Meeting that look of hatred, Gao Ren said coldly:

"Heidelberg is located in Germany, and the reason that the area has not been affected by the war is simply because neither side has ever considered it as a major battlefield, but that does not mean that you can completely stay out of it."

"Perhaps, you are right. After all, whether or not to start a war there is just a thought of the big shots. But unfortunately, before that, the selfish desires of the Federation's big shots had already completely destroyed my family and my life."

Anger, hatred.

The overwhelming emotions washed over Gao Ren's mind, causing his vision to blur in a way that was difficult to describe.

"This is your last chance. Work for the military—while your family is still safe."

“You don’t need to help them with that kind of thing at all. Your research is meant to help with postwar recovery, how can you use it in the wrong direction?”

A stern threat, a gentle encouragement.

Finally, what flashed before my eyes were two corpses and... an alarm.

"You are suspected of murdering your wife and daughter. Please come with us."

"No, that's not right, this isn't correct!"

The screams and wails eventually transformed into a woman's voice:

“I know you, Professor Zongkexi. I can provide you with research funding, and even offer you a chance for revenge, but in return, you need to share your research findings with me—”

"Well……"

The familiar tremor surged in like a tsunami, washing over my mind and tearing at my reason.

But this time, there was no one present who could vent his anger on him.

Even though Gao Ren himself didn't want to admit it, but...

“Those guys took my family away and now they want to use them to coerce me into working for them…”

Like a volcanic eruption, a surge of uncontrollable anger burst forth from the depths of Zongkesi's heart.

'boom'

He slammed his hand on the table, his overwhelming anger seeming to threaten to destroy everything.

"This is what your faction, this is what the so-called righteous Federation, has done!"