Gundam UC Hunting Time

[Yes, otherwise he wouldn't have become the Speaker of the Federal Parliament.]

Under the watchful eyes of the live chat, the representatives from both sides looked at each other from opposite sides of the venue, each revealing a shrewd, contemptuous, and meaningful smile.

At the same time, on Luna 2, Rebil, led by Wakken, entered the well-prepared studio.

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Chapter Eighteen: Meeting in the Hangar

"I have seen it with my own eyes; Zeon is more exhausted than our Federation forces! The previous battles of Colonial Fall and Loom were merely Pyrrhic victories for them, a waste of manpower. Zeon has no more troops to spare!"

When Reibir's message reached all parts of the Earth Sphere through various channels, Prince Dejin's hope for 'peace' vanished.

Encouraged, the Federation leadership immediately changed its attitude, abandoning the plan to surrender and intending to continue the war. Meanwhile, the Zeon side appeared embarrassed, as if their plan for a quick victory had failed and they were forced to renegotiate.

Thus, the Antarctic Treaty, which was eventually signed, became a wartime treaty. It was concluded based on the consensus that "excessive destruction is harmful to both sides" and aimed to prohibit the use of weapons of mass destruction—such as NBC weapons and large-mass weapons (such as colony bombs)—to attack neutral zones, permanent lunar cities, and Jupiter fleets, as well as to stipulate the humane treatment that prisoners of war should enjoy.

In conclusion, as General 369 said, war is fine, but it must be fought well.

"what……"

The moment the agreement was reached, the atmosphere in the pilots' club became very strange. Some people gritted their teeth, just to get revenge; others cried out in shock, lamenting the continuation of the war.

Some people were ashen-faced from the pain of losing four hundred dollars and losing face.

"gone."

Knowing the outcome beforehand, Lin Xingyuan stood up when he saw Mark Bay shake hands with General 369.

"Where are you going? It's not over yet!"

Tachibana asked curiously, and the others chimed in with their own comments.

"Yeah, you won this time. Leave the happy one."

"No, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."

Lin Xingyuan made an excuse to leave. Everyone knew he had just returned from a mission, so they didn't try to stop him. They exchanged glances, preparing to rip Frank off.

Meanwhile, Lin Xingyuan returned to his dormitory and tossed and turned in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep. Remembering that he still had the settlement to check, he opened his personal panel.

"Three Zaku and one Musai were destroyed in one sortie, and the combat rating is only C+?"

He frowned and muttered to himself, and the live chat immediately erupted in noise.

[Otherwise, what if we give it a high rating now, but then we have to mow the lawn later?]

[Yeah, Amuro took down three in his first battle and could even go toe-to-toe with the duck. What's so great about you taking down a grunt?]

[When you can take down 9 Riku Domos in three minutes and still get an A rating]

"..."

So Amuro and I use the same evaluation system?

Lin Xingyuan clicked his tongue in surprise and continued checking the combat experience. This time, it had increased by another nine hundred, still nine hundred short of becoming a senior pilot. It seemed that shooting down a Zaku only yielded two hundred experience points, and a Musai only three hundred, which was quite harsh. However, considering that it was only the early stage of the war, and that all sorts of monsters and monsters would roam freely in the later stages, the low experience gain was reasonable. Next was the newly launched reputation system—a reputation rating of D, which meant that he was somewhat famous within his faction, making it easier to gain the trust and help of allies, and his teammates would cooperate more effectively.

[Char's reputation in 93 should be S, right?]

Amuro should have an A?

In terms of leadership charisma, Amuro is indeed lacking.

After reading the comments on the screen, Lin Xingyuan couldn't help but shake his head—he didn't have Xia Ya's skills and couldn't be a leader.

Then there were the audience donations. One person, "If I spend any more money on my mom, I'll be a dog," donated spicy strips; another, "Big Fat Ball," sent a salted fish spike; and there were also votes from other viewers—all things that can improve one's luck. However, some people sent razor blades, seemingly because they felt the battle wasn't intense or exciting enough. (I've slightly modified the setting, but that's fine now, haha.)

I've done my best!

While expressing his gratitude, Lin Xingyuan couldn't help but mentally complain before finally clicking on the lottery.

Two cards quickly popped out: one was Strength +1, and the other was a skill card for Quick Defense +1. According to the description, learning it would improve the accuracy of shield usage and increase the defense rate, which was pretty good.

After closing his personal interface, he still couldn't sleep, so he went to MS's maintenance hangar.

Meanwhile, the engineers and technicians were also watching the treaty being concluded in the lounge. In the huge hangar, five Zani aircraft assembled from salvaged parts were already taking shape, and there was also a Zaku II captured in this sortie with only the cockpit damaged, waiting for repairs.

Lin Xingyuan walked among them, looking up at these steel giants that were about to be born for war, his heart filled with complex thoughts.

He's undeniably handsome, but also undeniably tragic.

Piloting these massive mobile suits in battle is a special kind of romance for men. However, thinking about the endless wars throughout the UC universe, one can't help but sigh at this tragic world.

How long will this role-playing continue?

"Still here at a time like this, do you really like MS?"

A voice suddenly rang out from above, and Lin Xingyuan immediately looked in the direction of the sound. He saw General Reibir leaning against the railing on the suspended walkway. He had changed back into his officer's uniform and covered the gauze on his head with his military cap.

Wow! A big shot has arrived!

"You must be Lieutenant Lin Xingyuan?"

He walked down slowly and asked in a gentle voice. Lin Xingyuan was a little surprised and immediately stood up and saluted.

"General."

Rebil waved his hand, signaling him to relax.

"I have read the report—you captured the Zeon Zaku and its pilot when the Space Force was in the most danger, bringing us hope. On behalf of the Space Force, I sincerely thank you for your contribution."

"No, Commander. I am willing to give my all to defeat Zeon and stop the Zabi family's atrocities."

Lin Xingyuan said in a deep voice.

"You're from Side 4?"

"Yes."

"I'm so sorry..."

Reibill felt like he'd been stabbed in the back. Side 4 was destroyed in the first week of Zeon's declaration of war, and as the commander of the Space Force, he felt like an incompetent policeman dealing with a victim.

Lin Xingyuan: "This is not your fault."

[Holy crap! What kind of new way is this to suck up to someone powerful?]

Playing the victim can be very effective!

"Mobile Suit... Originally created as engineering machinery, it has unexpectedly become an unimaginable monster."

Rebil then looked at the Zanis and Zagu and asked.

"Lieutenant, you're the Federation's first MS pilot. What's your opinion on this kind of thing?"

Lin Xingyuan: "As long as Minovsky particles still fill the battlefield, MS will be the main weapon of war."

That's right, this is exactly what we want: Gundam.

Who would watch this without MS?

[After all, it's the Gundam world.]

Reibir sighed, "Indeed, without Minovsky particles, such things would be completely worthless. But humanity today can no longer abandon Minovsky physics."

It's not entirely impossible.

[The reverse A indicates that they have something to say.]

【Hahaha】

The comments section was filled with cheerful laughter, but the atmosphere in reality was heavy. Rebil turned his gaze away from Zani, whose paint job was yellow-green, and stared intently at Lin Xingyuan, asking unexpectedly.

"Lieutenant, are you—NEW TYPE?"

"Uh!?"

Chapter Nineteen: The War Resumes

[Holy crap!? Reibir knows about Newtypes?!]

"What are you joking about? Of course he knows."

[Rebil believes in the existence of New Humans, didn't expect that, did you?]

The novel also mentions that Rebil is a new human.

Which low-quality novel?

"Uh?"

As the comments scrolled by, Lin Xingyuan was also stunned. He looked back at Rebil in surprise, countless thoughts flashing through his mind. He subconsciously denied it: "No!" Then he realized that his answer was inappropriate and immediately tried to make amends.

"I do not agree with Kirenzabi's outrageous remarks!"

The New Humans he knew were Lala, Char, and Amuro—people with extraordinary spatial awareness and telepathic abilities, primarily capable of prophecy, perception, mind reading, and the use of funnels. The New Humans Girenzabi spoke of, however, were merely a facade, a facade imposed on the Zeon people; the two were entirely different.

Rebil laughed: "I was referring to Zeon Zum Deikun's point of view, not the part that Kirian has manipulated and distorted."

Lin Xingyuan thought about it carefully and gave an ambiguous answer. "...I agree that humans will evolve due to environmental changes, but humans have only been exploring the universe for two hundred years, so evolution shouldn't be that fast. Zeon Deikun's view is more of a political propaganda."

“Is that so?” Rebil nodded, and seeing Lin Xingyuan’s serious expression, he smiled and winked at him: “Don’t mind it, I was just asking casually. Anyway, thank you for your hard work. In any case, the Space Force thanks you for your efforts.”

"where……"

It felt pretty good to be thanked by a big shot, and Lin Xingyuan was even a little shy.

Looking at his still immature young appearance, Rebil felt sad and couldn't help but sigh.

"I really hope this war ends soon."

[The end? Sorry, it's not over at all.]

The entire history of UC is a tragic history of war; only a reversal of A could bring peace.

Unfortunately, Zeon set a bad precedent by killing too many people, raising the threshold for violence so that people stopped caring about how many people died afterward.

[If Reibir hadn't died, would things have changed? For example, would he have given advance notice to the Federation forces that Zeon possessed a satellite cannon?]

[It's useless. Do you think the Federation Intelligence Department doesn't know that the Zeon forces have built satellite cannons?]

Yes, Rebil knew, but he never imagined that Kihren would use Prince Degin as bait.

There's no way to dodge a satellite attack unless you have a unicorn and a banshee to block it.

[Can we please stop mentioning the mystical beast? Let's just treat this as a parallel universe.]

The thought that this old man in front of him would die in the final battle from the Zeon army's satellite beam cannon and never see the arrival of peace made Lin Xingyuan open his mouth, wanting to warn him but not knowing how to start—he had just denied that he was a Newtype, and even if he were a Newtype, he couldn't predict things that far in advance.

This is unscientific and easily dismissed as nonsense.

"Your Excellency, the shuttle is ready."

Wakken and two officers strode over from the other end of the passage and reported to Rebil that, in order to avoid being intercepted by the Zeon forces, Rebil must seize the brief window of safety to return to Earth Jabro.

"Oh dear, we didn't even have time for a proper chat, we could only run away like mice."

Rebil chuckled to himself and patted Lin Xingyuan on the shoulder.

"After returning to Earth, I will push forward the Federation's MS development program—you're not allowed to die before our MS are built!"

After saying this, he turned and left, striding away with a fierce and aggressive air, not at all like a fleeing 'rat,' but more like a vengeful tiger.

Hua Ken nodded to Lin Xingyuan, then hurriedly followed.

[Did he mean by what he just said that he's planning to give PL a Gundam?]

It's not impossible, though.

Which unit will it be?

【Wakuwaku!】

Watching the scrolling comments, Lin Xingyuan raised his eyebrows, unable to help but feel a sense of anticipation. However, not long after Rebil told him not to die—