Gundam, Gravity Elegy

“Uragan, call that idiot Ronette over here. I want to see how he’ll explain himself to me this time.”

However, this order put Major Uragan in a difficult position:

"I'm afraid that's impossible, General."

"what?"

Under the astonished gaze of Ma Kebana, Uragan sighed:

"According to the medical team, Major Ronette..."

"Gundam!"

Suddenly, a roar echoed in the center of the arena.

Men in military uniforms shouted loudly as they rushed across the now-overturned battlefield.

"What are you all doing? Engage the enemy!"

Watching this scene unfold, Uragan finally sighed:

"As you can see, Lieutenant General, Major Ronette has lost his mind."

"That black guy, the Federation's One-Horned Lion is over there, destroy him!!"

He stood amidst the ruins, shouting loudly, as if trapped in the past calamities from which he could not escape.

It was as if by simply looking at him, one could see what had happened.

…………

"Damn it, there's only one Federation machine, isn't there?"

Staring at the machine on the screen that seemed to be moving through an empty field, Major Ronet couldn't help but punch the armrest of his seat.

"There was only one machine, and it no longer had any ranged weapons..."

"But we just can't take it down!"

Then, in response to that anger, came a sob that defied description:

"Kahn and Billy, they're both dead. Zaku was no match for that monster!"

"What about the Demon Crab and the Turtle Overlord?"

"They're all gone!"

Amidst the almost distorted, cacophony of cries, a deafening silence echoed.

At this moment, inside the central command center, the alarm displaying the Minovsky particle concentration values ​​on the screen seemed to be the only sound.

At last……

"We can't even catch that guy!"

What does it mean?

When he heard this, Ronet felt as if his brain had been burned dry.

"A black monster, the Federation's unicorn lion..."

The body's instincts seem to propel a certain conjecture deeper into the heart and consciousness faster than almost stagnant thought:

"It retreated?"

"Do not……"

'boom'

Even faster than the responses in the channel was the explosive sound that lingered in my ears.

There was no distortion whatsoever; it truly happened near the command tower, and Major Ronette could clearly see the massive black shadow simply by looking in the direction of the sound.

"ZizzZZZZ"

Of course, there's also the Zaku that's been captured and held in someone's grasp.

The fusion furnace and the power pipes in the waist and abdomen were precisely cut off, leaving only the upper body, including the chest armor and the cockpit.

No one knew if the pilot was among them; the Gundam was simply dragging its entire upper body forward by pulling on the exposed power pipe on its head.

Then, the Gundam's head turned, taking in the entire command tower through its crimson viewfinder:

"Hurry up and stop him!!"

However, the Gundam's movements were even faster than the various mobile suits of the Central Guard.

Like throwing a heavy object, he hurled the Zaku component in his hand, instantly knocking over a similar machine that was about to fire.

Then, it launched itself into the air and its beam saber precisely pierced through both machines.

'bang bang bang'

Meanwhile, 120mm machine gun bullets swept across its dark body, but they couldn't shake it in the slightest.

"The Federation's mobile suits use a metal called Luna Titanium, which makes our weapons completely ineffective!"

"Then let's use thermal weapons and decide the outcome through close combat!"

But is such a thing even possible?

The moment the words left his mouth, the sharp beam saber had already torn all the Zaku to shreds.

The ultra-high tensile steel, originally developed by the Duchy for war and possessing both ductility and strength, became as brittle as paper when subjected to high-temperature particle beams.

It's like holding the main gun of a spaceship in your hand; no metal can withstand that level of force.

"The Federation has already deployed this weapon in actual combat, so why haven't we received any reports about its destructive power?"

However, no one can answer this question anymore.

To be precise, everyone knows the answer.

The melee weapons of mobile suits should be defined as close-range defense weapons.

Just as humans only resort to close-quarters combat as a last resort when faced with danger, close-quarters combat in mobile suits is also an option adopted only in desperate situations.

However, this kind of 'choice' can often unleash a terrifying power in the hands of some ace players.

It is said that Major Char Aznable, the red comet under General Dozle's command, can skillfully control the limbs of a Zaku, and the black 'one-horned lion' in front of us is the same.

He would casually grab the remains of a Zaku and use them as projectiles. The way he swung his beam saber was subtly different each time, unlike any of the preset actions of the operating system.

then……

'bang bang bang'

In the blaze of the explosion, bright enough to illuminate the sky, the tireless killing giant finally turned its bloodthirsty red eyes toward them.

"buzz"

The particle beam bound by the I-force field was dazzling at that moment.

Then, the saber pierced through.

'boom'

"Other reactions and movements detected. It's reinforcements from other regions. Lieutenant, please retreat!"

"...Okay, I understand."

After a long silence, a response finally came from the Lion Dance team's internal channel:

"Get ready, I'm coming to pick you up."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Tearing Apart the Blockade

"At that time, the command tower was attacked by the 'black monster,' and Major Ronette fell into a coma on the spot. When he woke up, this was the scene."

At this point, Uragan couldn't help but glance at the still hopping and skipping figure:

"We have to get rid of that guy."

"He must be killed! General Yuri must be avenged!!"

This appearance can only be described with one word:

"He is crazy and restless. It is said that he will exhibit this mental state whenever words like 'Gundam' and 'lion' are mentioned."

Finally, a team of medical personnel arrived and brought the external force under complete control.

Only after being forcibly injected with a sedative was Major Ronette's uncontrollable rage and lamentation subsided.

"...Lieutenant General?"

At this moment, he seemed to finally regain his senses, and his eyes, which seemed to reveal sorrow, seemed to want to say something.

Perhaps they wanted to beg for a chance to start over, or perhaps they wanted to explain their failure.

but……

'patta'

Ultimately, unable to stand, he collapsed.

"Quickly, take the major back for treatment!"

Watching this scene unfold, M. Koby remained silent. The Commander-in-Chief, who had initially intended to use the situation to hold those responsible accountable, suddenly lost that intention.

"Let the rest of the review and investigation be left to the other members of the military."

Ultimately, there's probably no point in pursuing the matter further against a 'madman'.

"Just a sorrowful spirit trapped in the past..."

"But there's nothing we can do about it. After all, that Gundam not only smashed through the base's defenses, but also plunged the hilt of its beam saber into the command tower before speeding away."

At this point, a hint of unease appeared on Uragan's face.

For him, just imagining such a thing was enough to send chills down his spine.

"According to the survivors' descriptions and on-site surveillance footage, the lingering high temperatures caused the staff officer to stick to his knife like a piece of grilled meat, almost killing Major Ronette as well. It's said there was a strong smell of roasted meat at the scene..."

That incredibly simple description washed over the Commander-in-Chief's mind, as if it could directly awaken some kind of memory:

"The kind of open-flame barbecue on Earth?"

"Yes, there are still photos of the people in charge of the cleanup at the time..."

"Alright, you don't need to show me those. Just organize them all and submit them to the military."

Feeling a strange discomfort in his neck, Mark Cobb loosened his collar.

"Tsk, according to the Federation's propaganda, the Gundam pilot is only a 14-year-old child. I didn't expect him to have such a brutal side."

"Yes, no normal person would do that."

Uragan shook his head helplessly:

"To choose to deactivate the beam saber at the last moment and instead launch a direct attack with a high-temperature pillar, it's as if that pilot was deliberately trying to torture the people here. What on earth was he thinking?"

…………

'drop'

'drop'

Deep in the ocean, a crimson light flashed like a monkfish's searchlight, but what followed was a gigantic shadow even larger than that of ordinary fish.

Gundam—powered by thermonuclear water flow and propelled by electric propellers, the black mobile suit slowly moves forward in the depths of the ocean.

The cockpit was silent, with only the monotonous sound of the instruments echoing through the air.

Normally, such a cramped environment should make people feel an unbearable sense of oppression.

But Ellen Rosefield didn't think so; the night's struggle and anxiety had left her, the messenger, exhausted.

Honestly, everyone else had arranged their evacuation points, and she didn't know what to do.

Are we temporarily going to work with Lieutenant Tanya and the others?

Or is there a route specifically planned for you?

She didn't know any of this, but she soon realized that no matter what arrangements were made, they wouldn't be needed.

As the black figure slowly emerged from beneath the beautiful strait, and as the cockpit slowly opened, all other arrangements became meaningless.

"Hehehe~"