Gundam UC Hunting Time

"Is it impressive?"

"Very impressive."

As they spoke, the three of them landed on the elevator, and a group of maintenance workers immediately surrounded them.

"This is the RX-79E. It looks a lot like the RX-78-2."

"It's a modified version, just with different equipment on the back. What do you guys think it will be?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask?"

Lin Xingyuan glanced around. Needless to say, it was another recognition contest. The first two familiar faces came to mind: one was the blond Job John, the pilot of the transport aircraft Gunpla, who later became a senior engineer at the Naval Strategic Research Institute and participated in the development of the F90 and Formula 91 Gundams. The other was the burly Ryu Hoshi, a candidate MS pilot, a core fighter pilot, and also the operator of the RX-75 Guntank, before his heroic death in battle.

"Hey buddy, what's that equipment on the back of the machine?"

An outgoing mechanic boldly asked a question, only to be immediately reprimanded by Long Hexi.

"Watch your tone! This is Major Lin Xingyuan! The Black Reaper!"

"what!?"

After he reminded them, the group recognized Lin Xingyuan. They were surprised by his youth and followed Long Hexi's example by standing at attention and bowing.

"No need for that, please rest."

Lin Xingyuan returned the greeting nimbly, and looking at everyone's eyes, he suddenly felt like a big shot.

"Sergeant, I need to request boarding clearance. Is the captain on the bridge?"

He turned to Long Hexi and asked, and Long hurriedly nodded.

"Yes!"

"I don't know anything about this ship. Can you send someone to take us there?"

"Of course, Job, you take the major and his companions to the bridge!"

"Yes! It's my pleasure! Please follow me."

Dragon immediately made arrangements. Young Job John was very excited and stepped forward to lead the way. They had only gone a few steps when Shirley Page suddenly remembered something.

"Captain, where are our machines?"

Lin Xingyuan: "My mecha was sent to Augusta for research and analysis as a sample, while your mecha was handed over to other units."

"No, I mean, once we get to space, there will be machines for us to control, right?"

Sherry was quite worried about this, since the supply lines between Luna 2 base and Gabro had not yet been established, and there was no guarantee that they would have access to aircraft to pilot.

"Don't worry, it will happen. The advance production of Luna 2's RGM-79E has already entered production."

Lin Xingyuan nodded. Actually, he had considered applying for RGM-79s produced in Gabro for the two of them, but the comments section was flooded with negative reviews of the first batch of RGM-79s. He inquired privately, and the technicians, considering his excellent character, told him the truth.

The first batch of 42 GMs produced had many problems. They were passable as training machines, but using them for combat would be tantamount to suicide—even the manufacturer said so. Therefore, Lin Xingyuan gave up the application and decided to let the two of them use the more reliable RGM-79E produced by Luna 2.

Returning to their "familiar place," they encountered many "acquaintances" along the way. With Job's introduction, the viewers were greatly satisfied. One man with the ID "Red Horned MAKE2" even threw 92 blades, which truly shocked Lin Xingyuan. After walking for more than ten minutes, the four of them finally took the elevator to the bridge.

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The main problem is that the GMs from Gabro are so ugly... the Luna series GMs are much better looking. (laughs)

Chapter 159: Lin Youde, how are you?

September 14, UYC0079, near-Earth orbit, white base, bridge—

"This ship has exited the atmosphere!"

"Achieved satellite orbit!"

The navigator's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, and the view outside the porthole rapidly changed from the azure sky to the deep, dark expanse of space.

No abnormalities were found on the entire ship, and the maiden voyage was perfect, finally bringing a sigh of relief and joy to everyone on the bridge who had been on edge for so long.

"Bow turn, engines at full speed, now entering Luna 2 orbit!"

The white steel behemoth stretched its long hull and leaped into the cold depths of space like an arrow released from a bow. Feeling the smooth acceleration from the ship, Captain Paul smiled and turned to share his joy with the trainee officer beside him, Brad Noah Lindsay:

“This is truly a magnificent ship, Brad.”

"Yes!"

Nineteen-year-old Brad stood tall, his voice filled with pride.

"The latest and most advanced warships equipped with Minovsky propulsion systems—for someone like me, a reserve officer, to receive such an opportunity..."

The warship entered a stable sailing state, and Captain Paul leaned back in his chair, his tone a mixture of joy and worry.

As a retired soldier, he felt honored to be able to return to command such an advanced warship; however, when he thought about the fact that the Space Force had suffered heavy losses under the Zeon attack and was in dire need of personnel, this honor was mixed with an unbearable heartache.

However, as the captain of a ship and a former military academy instructor, he could not afford to show any negativity in front of the younger generation. So he quickly composed himself and spoke to Brad in a spirited tone.

"All that's left is to complete the mission, Brad."

"Yes!" Brad's reply was full of burning enthusiasm, and his chest straightened even more.

Where are our VIPs?

"They're resting in the cabin. Should I go and invite them over?"

"Yes, let them also take a look at this new ship from this angle."

Captain Paul smiled and gave the order. Brad saluted crisply, then turned and strode quickly away from the bridge.

Inside the cabin—

Feeling the change in gravity, Tim Ray let out a long sigh of relief, loosened his collar which was tightened by his tie, turned his head to look at the universe outside the porthole, and showed a lighthearted feeling as if he had completed a long journey and finally arrived at his destination.

"Finally... finally we've come this far..."

Looking back at the photo of his son Amuro on the desk, the man's eyes welled up with tears.

"Yes, Amuro would be very happy if he were here."

On the opposite bed, Lin Xingyuan smiled and echoed – space inside the spaceship was tight, even at the White Base, so they were fortunate enough to be arranged in the same cabin and personally experience this famous scene.

"Well... because of my work, he's experienced too many painful memories. I'm really not a good father..."

Tim Ray's voice was full of self-reproach. But in Lin Xingyuan's view, the opinions expressed in the comments section were completely opposite.

[A good father who never hits his son!]

Son, the giant toy Dad made for you is finally finished!

[Dad has glued it for you! I'll bring it over right away!]

Of course, there were also voices of sympathy and pity:

Tim Ray actually loves his son very much, but what follows are even more brutal memories.

However, to be fair, Gundam did save Amuro's life.

What a cruel twist of fate! This father and son are both so pitiful.

Amuro was indeed a pitiful child. His parents separated when he was young. His mother was unwilling to live in the space colony, and his father was so focused on his work that he often had to live alone. After being forced into the war, his mother could not understand his feelings, and his father suffered a mental breakdown due to lack of oxygen. In the end, he was still alone.

Lin Xingyuan felt a surge of emotion, so he did what all transmigrators would do—bypass the GM's supervision and secretly have Speaker Durandal make arrangements to protect Tim Ray in the impending attack under the guise of "protecting our important researchers" and prevent the tragedy from happening—with Durandal's intelligence, he would surely understand his unspoken meaning.

Thinking of Durandal, Lin Xingyuan turned to Lei in bed number 3:

"Is everything alright on Di's end?" he asked.

They had agreed that Dieterri would board the ship with them, but the girl never showed up.

Ray: "Jill said the timing wasn't right."

"Yeah."

Lin Xingyuan raised an eyebrow, no longer worrying about the matter. Shirley Page, standing nearby, watched the two seemingly very familiar people with curiosity, secretly speculating about their relationship. Just then, the doorbell rang, and a familiar male voice came from the speaker:

"Major Lin, Director Tim Ray, the Captain invites you to the bridge."

The voice was so familiar that Lin Xingyuan immediately guessed who it was.

"Okay, please come in!"

He called out in response, and the hatch immediately opened, revealing Brad Noah standing outside.

【Lin Youde, you're something else!】

What's wrong with hitting you?

[The barrage on the port side is too thin! What is the gunner doing?!]

The barrage of comments and memes was so lively that Lin Xingyuan hurriedly got up.

"Major Lin!" Brad saluted Lin Xingyuan, only to see Lin Xingyuan walk straight over, smiling and extending his hand:

“Nice to meet you, Lin Youde… no, Lieutenant Brad.”

"Huh?" Brad was taken aback by Lin Xingyuan's unexpected reaction, and it took him a while to grasp his hand: "Nice to meet you, Major, do you know me?"

"I've long admired your name," Lin Xingyuan replied with a smile.

Brad was even more surprised, a bunch of question marks popped up on his forehead: the other party was the famous "Black Reaper", the ace major of the Federation Army, while he was just a newly graduated probationary second lieutenant, how could he be "long-time admirers"?

Is this a joke?

Just as he was completely confused, Lin Xingyuan let go of his hand:

"To the bridge, right? Let's go."

"Uh, yes, please follow me."

The group of five quickly left the cabin. As they walked, Brad expertly introduced the ship's facilities to them, covering everything with ease and fluency, which surprised Tim Ray.

"That's truly remarkable. Lieutenant, you seem to know so much about this newly built warship."

"No, I'm just doing my basic job."

Brad answered modestly, but anyone could tell that he had definitely put in a lot of hard work studying the warship in private.

As expected of Brad!

No wonder he was able to take over command smoothly and survive wave after wave of attacks from the Zeon army.

Lin Xingyuan admired him inwardly and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, his words carrying a damned sense of destiny:

"Keep it up, the future of this ship depends on you."

"Huh? But I'm just a probationary second lieutenant?"

Brad was flattered, feeling that Major Lin in front of him was truly an oddball.

"Fate is unpredictable, especially during wartime. Who knows what will happen next? You might suddenly find yourself shouldering responsibilities far beyond what you expected. Be prepared at all times, so that death won't easily find you."

Lin Xingyuan chuckled and teased, but Brad always felt there was some unspoken meaning in his gaze. However, the goodwill in his words was obvious; he was probably being praised. So he responded solemnly:

Thank you, I will.

The elevator came to a steady stop with a click, the hatch opened, revealing the passage to the bridge. After being informed, the five people finally entered the bridge.

Captain Paul was very welcoming to the arrival of Gundam Chief Designer Tim Ray and combat hero Lin Xingyuan. After introducing the officers in Cambridge, he talked to them about the current situation and the potential impact of the warship on the war. Lin Xingyuan responded with reason and analysis, leaving a very good impression on everyone.

However, just as the atmosphere was getting right, the alarm suddenly went off.

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Ask for support!

Chapter 160 Xia's Pursuit

From Earth's orbit, the Zeon-class cruiser "Farmer" successfully received a small Msai transport ship from the ground. Subsequently, the bridge crew, led by Lieutenant Dren, lined up neatly on the bridge to welcome their captain's return.