Gundam, Gravity Elegy

"No, I can't control the direction!"

The soldiers' cries filled Yuri's mind. He wanted to say something, but found that everything in front of him was pitch black.

Like the hem of the goddess of death's skirt gently brushing against his cheek:

Come on, join them...

"Is this the end for me... Damn it!"

Then, the bridge was illuminated by a dazzling light.

In the high-temperature particle beam, he felt his consciousness completely detach from his body.

He seemed to feel no pain at all; he could even see the third beam of light coming, completely detonating the engine and fusion reactor.

'Boom'

Above the sky, a violent explosion swept through the clouds, engulfing Gau completely, leaving not a trace, while the turbulent winds caused the Passenger Bird to tilt slightly.

but……

"ended."

'boom'

"The enemy aircraft has been completely destroyed, which means Zeon has no advantage in the sky."

Tiny explosions emanated from inside the collapsing gun body; before it could dissipate heat, the high temperature would cause the gun body to completely disintegrate.

"In this way, we can't collect real-world combat data."

"I know, but the situation is urgent."

Sherry gently tapped the control panel in front of her, her gaze fixed on the distant, roaming interceptor planes.

"I don't want that child's efforts to become nothing more than a backdrop for others."

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It burned out _(:з」∠)_

Of course, this battle is now over.

However, for the Universal Century, the impact of this war is the main event.

Chapter 75: Rout and Chaos

"I'm sorry, we can only do some basic treatment here. If you want to recuperate or even have surgery, you'll have to go back to Odessa."

"I understand. I should be able to get out of bed now, right?"

"That's fine, but please don't do any strenuous exercise."

"it is good."

At the doctor's instruction, the blond man simply picked up a sergeant's uniform from the side and put it on.

After gently touching the bandages that still throbbed faintly on his body, he finally pushed open the door of the makeshift infirmary and stepped into a starry night:

"So it's already evening? The concentration of Minovsky particles has also decreased."

Oliver May, Technical Lieutenant of the 603rd Technical Experiment Unit.

For him, today was definitely the unluckiest day ever.

First, in the early hours of the morning, a phone call from the base leadership woke him from his sleep, instructing him to prepare special supplies for the tigers in advance.

Of course, this kind of thing wouldn't normally be a big deal, but unexpectedly, it acted like a fuse, and a series of events not only completely disrupted his sleep, but also dragged the entire base into an attack.

Zeon, Federation.

Ifhi Island, Sydney.

Oliver had never imagined that these things would all appear in his mind at the same time, and perhaps that was why, even though it seemed like a whole day had passed and the sun had already set, he still hadn't recovered from those attacks.

Of course, the chaos within the Ruhr base never truly ended.

'Clang'

"Quickly, move the wounded over here."

Ironically, due to the widespread distribution of Minovsky particles, they were completely unable to contact the outside world. Although they had managed to retain some trucks for transporting supplies, unfortunately, the nearest base capable of providing assistance was at least several hundred kilometers away.

A once thriving industrial base suddenly became an isolated island filled with deaf and mute people, until a shuttle from the front lines landed and the base's true state was realized.

However, this is of no use to the Ruhr base now, because even if a distress signal is sent, support from the rear cannot arrive instantly.

Ultimately, Zeon lacks the necessary population. With a total population of only 700 million, it would be difficult for Zeon to assemble an army capable of spreading across the entire Earth and maintaining a tight defense in the environment of Minovsky particles.

As the battle lines stretched further and rear operations became increasingly difficult, they had no choice but to rely on themselves.

And this is precisely where the problem begins:

"Can't we find a way to repair these tanks?"

"No, it can't be fixed at all."

"But weren't the major components completely undamaged?"

"But there were no spare parts. The Federation forces blew up all our spare parts. These big guys with broken internal parts just couldn't move."

"Then let's mix and match those parts. Aren't there still some scrap parts from the Tiger and Zaku? If we take them apart, we can at least get a few mobile suits moving. If all else fails, we can assemble tank and mobile suit parts together..."

"No, no, no, that's impossible. The parts aren't interchangeable at all."

Logistics issues...

Just as those words reached his ears, Oliver felt his heart skip a beat.

He looked in that direction and saw a noticeably thin man clutching his head, looking like he had a terrible headache.

Kinias Sakhalin, Oliver knew this technical colonel; to be precise, he was his senior.

In fact, it was his arrival that alleviated the awkward situation at the Ruhr base.

But now, he himself seems to have been dragged into the quagmire:

"Parts shouldn't be a big deal. If all else fails, we can just assemble the hard shell components together, right?"

"However, the property rights of the Genenic Company are protected by the Principality. If we assemble it without authorization, we will be held accountable."

"Isn't the most urgent task right now to assemble a usable weaponry?!"

It's like being angered by something.

The moment that almost roaring voice escaped his lips, Kinias's body suddenly began to sway from side to side.

"Lord Ginyas!"

Just as he was about to collapse, his attendant, Major Norris Barcard, managed to catch him.

After catching his breath, his trembling hand pulled a handful of pills from his pocket and put them in his mouth:

"Right now, the fighting is still going on at the front. What if they need supplies from the rear?"

"It shouldn't have come to this, right?"

The mechanic spoke in a low voice:

"The 1st and 7th Divisions have only been gone for a short time, so things should be going very smoothly on the front lines."

That's what he said.

Despite the fact that the logistical defenses had just been attacked, he gave this explanation, and those around him agreed with it.

what is this?

Is it really just a coincidence that this attack was considered to be an isolated incident?

No, that's not the case.

Just standing among them, Oliver could feel a strange sense of suffocation.

These people, these soldiers, are still bound, like puppets on strings, and you can feel the shackles behind them if you reach out even slightly.

Zeonik, Zmador, MIP, and even high-ranking military officials—this bloated mess of people piled together ultimately formed the Zeon Army as it is today.

These soldiers weren't blind to the reality of the situation; rather, they were unwilling to bear the consequences that could cause them to lose everything.

Therefore, they could only pin their hopes on the front lines, hoping that they could keep winning and advancing until the great Principality of Zeon achieved final victory.

Or perhaps, they will be dealt a heavy blow!

"Something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!"

Just then, a soldier from command ran over:

"Urgent report from the front."

Of course, his target wasn't Oliver, but perhaps due to his emotional state, he heard everything clearly, even though he was just standing nearby.

"The First Division has suffered a complete defeat, and Lord Yuri has been killed in action!"

"what?!"

The voice, which wasn't deliberately lowered, echoed through the area. Of course, it didn't carry far, but at that moment, all the noisy voices in the factory fell silent.

Before anyone could step forward to maintain order, a sharp and intense alarm bell had already rung:

'Whoosh—Buzz'

At the same time, the shrieking roar of engines echoed through the sky.

"airplane?"

However, it lacks the protruding, bubble-like alien structures, and it's not flat like a plate, resembling a school of steel fish swimming in a starry sky, drawing graceful yet violent arcs:

"Listen to cod and flying rays?!"

As far as I can remember, this is a federal plane.

In other words...

"Air raid!!!"

'boom'

'boom'

"The Federation's counterattack...is it coming?!"

The moment the bomb hit the ground, Oliver realized he couldn't hear anything anymore.

Amidst the deafening roar, only a heart-wrenching scream could be faintly heard.

"Retreat...retreat now!!"

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Trivia:

Zeon's 'battlefield modified models' all appeared after Macbeth's integration plan. Before that, even land-based mobile suits had to be manufactured in-house before being sent to Earth.

PS2: I forgot to mention before, but in the lore, the character Tingx is the design source for the core fighter jet.

Zeon Military Industry (Music)

Chapter 76: A Resounding Victory?

Morning.

The harbor awakens in the morning mist, like a forcibly requisitioned nest of steel behemoths.

The foghorn's whistle was no longer a gentle hum, but a warning whistle with electronic interference, tearing through the air precisely every twenty-seven seconds. The water's surface was no longer grayish-green, but a jet-black expanse of oil and metal debris, rippled with unusual regularity by the stealth sonar array.

Directly in front of it—in the central dock of the harbor—the massive land-based warships swaggered about like the masters of their lair.