Gundam UC Hunting Time

As Xia walked, he asked softly. The pink-haired girl glanced at him furtively, her eyes filled with a mixture of worry and longing.

According to regulations, there should not be civilians like her on the warship, but the girl's older sister is Zena's maid and also Dozru's concubine. Zena, who misses her husband, brought them and her newborn daughter to see her husband, but she did not expect this to happen.

"...This is very bad, Major Char."

The girl, Haman, answered softly and quickly led Char to the ward.

The ward reeked of blood, and the beeping of electronic instruments could be heard even through the door.

Outside the sterile isolation door, two women sat together, their faces filled with panic. A maid beside them held a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes. When Char entered, Dozle's wife, Zena, seemed to have found her pillar of support and burst into tears.

"Major Char...Dozruta..."

“Madam, please control your emotions. If Dozrukaka heard this, he would be heartbroken. Besides, His Highness Minerva needs you. How can you collapse here?”

Xia offered gentle and polite words of comfort, then looked at the maid.

“Such a young child is not suitable to stay in such a place, Miss Hamman. Please take His Highness Minerva to a place to rest.”

He gave the order to Haman, and although Haman was a complete stranger, no one present objected to his command. Only after Haman had left with his maid and the baby, glancing back every few steps, did he continue his question.

How did the surgery go?

Zena just shook her head, while Harman's sister next to her answered.

"The doctor didn't come out; he just kept telling us to send in blood plasma."

Upon hearing this, Xia was about to go to the isolation door to take a look when the surgical light on the top of the door suddenly went out. A few minutes later, a doctor who had specially changed out of his surgical gown opened the door.

How is Kaka doing?

The three of them came forward together.

“The vital signs are still there, but…”

The doctor's expression was complicated, and he hesitated to speak. Upon hearing this, Dozru's wife, Zena, immediately fainted, causing a small commotion. Haman's sister hurriedly helped her to a seat nearby. The doctor couldn't bear to watch this scene, but still said solemnly, "I need to report the specific situation to the Duke, the Commander-in-Chief, and Lady Kycilia."

The attendant immediately activated the communicator, and after a moment, the figures of the three highest authorities of the Principality of Zeon—Degin Zabi, Giren Zabi, and Kycilia Zabi—appeared together on the screen. Degin Zabi sat on the golden chair symbolizing power, Giren Zabi sat in his enormous office, also symbolizing power, and Kycilia Zabi was in the private room of a battleship.

"How is the situation?"

The three of them had obviously received the message and asked directly.

"Your Highness, Lord Gihren, Lady Kycilia, please allow me to report the results of the surgery."

After everyone saluted, the doctor finally spoke.

"...The situation is very bad. Due to multiple gunshot wounds, Dozrukaka's arms and legs are severely injured and amputation is necessary to prevent further deterioration... In addition, secondary damage caused by the melting of armor and equipment explosions has resulted in severe burns and frostbite on most of his body. He only survived on the emergency hemostasis function of his pilot's suit... Furthermore, because instrument fragments were embedded in his right eye, we had to remove the eyeball. Fortunately, the fragments were stuck in the helmet visor, preventing a sudden negative pressure. However, the pressure difference and blood backflow have caused severe damage and atrophy of his lungs. He will likely have to rely on a ventilator for breathing in the future..."

The situation was so serious that the doctor trembled as he spoke, fearing he would become the target of the doctor's anger.

"You mean, my brother has become a cripple who can only lie in a special ward?"

Kirenzabi frowned, his tone devoid of emotion. He was an extreme political animal, a believer in the survival of the fittest Darwinism; if Dozru became useless, he would be of no value to him.

"Kihren!"

Prince Dejin cast a reproachful look at him, and Gihren shut his mouth. At that moment, Kycilia asked again.

"Besides that, when can a person regain consciousness?"

"This..." the doctor hesitated, "Because of excessive blood loss and cerebral hypoxia, I'm afraid..."

“Hmph, of all times, at such a crucial moment—” Kirian frowned: “The construction of the homeland defense line cannot be delayed. If Dozru cannot wake up, someone must be sent to take over his work.”

He couldn't wait to get involved in the affairs of the Space Attack Force, and Kycilia immediately gave him a sharp look.

“There’s no need for that. Our brother Dozru is much stronger than an ordinary person. Even a car bomb couldn’t kill him. He will wake up.”

"Even if he wakes up, without his hands and feet and blind in one eye, what can he do?"

“Don’t worry about that.” Kycilia laughed. “I have outstanding scientists under my command who have won the Zeon Science Medal. They are currently conducting research on the RPD project, which aims to provide injured pilots with mechanical prosthetics to help them return to the battlefield. She will make sure Dozle regains his hands and feet, and it’s not impossible for him to even pilot a mobile suit.”

"Hmph, that's for the best."

Kilian curled his lip, and Prince Dejin, finally unable to tolerate his cold-bloodedness, slammed his cane down heavily and gave the order.

"Enough, Gihren! That's your brother! Get the Fillmeyer back to home as soon as possible. I want to see my son. Kycilia, you come too."

With that, he angrily ended the call, and Gihren hung up as well. When only Kycilia remained on the screen, she looked at Char standing beside her and said emotionlessly.

"Major Char Aznabul."

"Yes."

Xia Ya was having dangerous thoughts running through his mind, but upon hearing this, he immediately suppressed them, stepped forward, and stood at attention.

"Your lord has been so insulted, how can you, as his subordinate, remain here as if nothing happened?"

Lord? Subordinate?

The Zabi family has always been so ridiculous.

Xia thought disdainfully to himself, but appeared very serious on the surface.

"Your subordinate will depart immediately to hunt down that Federation MS squad and avenge Lord Dozle!"

"Very good, go!"

Kycilia immediately started to kick him out—she had long harbored suspicions about Char's identity, and of course she wouldn't give him a chance to do anything at this moment.

So, after the girl Haman settled Minerva and rushed back to the ward anxiously, Char had already boarded the machine and left the Gwagin-class.

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Chapter 43 Binsong Project

As the base of the Space Force, Luna 2 Base Port is actually a very large facility, which can be described as magnificent and vast. At its peak, it housed hundreds of giant ships that were two to three hundred meters long, and was a symbol of the Space Force's glory.

Unfortunately, the Battle of Loom completely destroyed the Space Force's foundation and military strength. Now, more than 80% of the berths here are empty, and the remaining 20% ​​are filled with warships that still lick the wounds of the great battle, their steel sparks flying. Among them is the Zeomsayer, which was damaged when it surrendered and was brutally dismantled.

The transport boat glided through the dilapidated mirror-like landscape and finally arrived at the port's shipping center.

The conference room in the shipping center was like a miniature version of a port—the enormous room was only occupied by a handful of officers, so much so that Lin Xingyuan, upon glancing around, had a feeling of 'I'm actually a high-ranking officer in the base!' Opposite the officers sat the base's engineers and technical officers, many of whom Lin Xingyuan recognized. Wallace sat next to Lieutenant General Amundsen—who wasn't there—and nodded to Lin Xingyuan as he entered.

"Captain Lin, please have a seat. Please take a look at the documents—"

Lin Xingyuan lowered his salute and chose a nearby seat. Hua Ken's adjutant immediately handed him a stack of documents. Lin Xingyuan opened the first page, and the comments section immediately filled up.

Oh! The Hamamatsu Project!

Is shipbuilding about to begin?

Lin Xingyuan raised his eyebrows—he was just a superficial model kit enthusiast and a plot-driven fan; he didn't remember such detailed background information at all, and sometimes he really had to thank the tech gurus in the comments for the information they provided.

Just as the tech giants were listing the various warships built by the Federation Army during the One Year War, Lin Xingyuan quickly skimmed through the data and looked up at Hua Ken.

What can I do?

"We hope that you, Captain, can offer suggestions on the use and operation of MS on warships from the perspective of MS pilot and combat expert. As you know, all of our Space Force's warships are products of the 'big gun, big ship' concept. Although we are reluctant to admit it, MS have now taken the throne of the main players on the battlefield, and we need combat ships based on a completely new concept."

"A bespectacled engineer next to me said politely."

"Uh...you flatter me by calling me a combat expert."

Although they were not from the same system, the other party actually held the rank of Major General in charge of technology, so he was probably a technical expert on the Luna 2 warship. Lin Xingyuan answered humbly, and the other party laughed.

"No, right now, Captain, you are the Federation Army's best MS warfare expert."

Huh? Is that really how it is?

Lin Xingyuan immediately felt incredibly powerful.

"Then I'll take the liberty of presumptuously."

As a Gundam fan, Lin Xingyuan knew all too well what MS (Mobile Suit) ships were like. He immediately started to add his own personal opinions—ignoring the various Salamis Kai, Magellan Kai, and Columbus Kai mentioned in the comments, as well as the Trojan-class and various similar ships that were destined to be born. He picked up a pen and quickly drew a sketch of the Reibill-class on the back of the document, confidently showing it to everyone.

"This is my ideal MS combat carrier."

The General Reibir, later known as the Dogos-Kia-class, was built during the Gryps War and served as the core of the Titans fleet. It featured two MS catapults at the bow, usable both above and below, and a total of 12 MS catapults throughout the hull, allowing MS units to launch attacks rapidly. In terms of armament, while the Dogos-Kia-class possessed extremely high MS operational capabilities, it inherited the Federation's "big ship, big gun" ideology, still equipped with firepower exceeding that required of ordinary battleships. Its primary armament was a long-range MEGA particle cannon located at the hull, whose power was the greatest among all space battleships during the Gryps War.

"hiss……"

As Lin Xingyuan explained the configuration of the entire warship, Hua Ken and a group of young officers stared wide-eyed, completely captivated by the bold design—it combined innovative use of mobile suits with the essence of a large warship with massive cannons, perfectly matching their aesthetic sensibilities.

Yes, more is better! Bigger is better! Glory belongs to the Federation Space Force!

"What a beautiful ship!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, and Hua Ken also looked at the technical major general opposite him with expectant eyes.

"What do you think?"

The technical major general looked both amused and exasperated, shaking his head repeatedly.

"No, no, no! Building such a ship would require at least ten years of research, demonstration, design, and construction! It wouldn't solve the current problems."

The officers' smiles vanished instantly.

Lin Xingyuan was also somewhat disappointed. It seemed that he had overestimated the current productivity. So he settled for second best and drew the Alexander-class.

This is a class of high-performance heavy cruisers developed by the Federation after the One Year War. The ships of this class have excellent performance, possessing both powerful naval gun firepower and strong mobile suit operational capabilities. It achieves a balance between naval gun firepower and mobile suit operational capabilities, which is its bottom line.

The Alexander-class is pretty good too.

[Pfft, why are they all Titans ships? Are our PL (People's Liberation Army) Titans fans?]

What's the point of all this?! Get serious!

I think the Irish class would be better.

The live chat was buzzing with excitement, while in reality, Lin Xingyuan was talking non-stop, introducing the superior features of the Alexander-class.

"...Therefore, the ship I envision retains our Federation's technological prowess in giant ship construction and its traditional advantage in artillery combat (Walken's expression shows approval), while also incorporating Zeomsey's feature of separating the propulsion system from the main hull (a Zeon engineer who defected shows smugness), greatly improving safety. Moreover, the catapult deck and spacious hangar also give it excellent MS operational capabilities—it can carry at least 12 units (the officers of the air operations department present looked ecstatic). After all, war is all about numbers (everyone nodded in unison). In short, this ship should have above-average armor protection, extremely strong artillery combat capabilities, high speed, long endurance, and high self-sufficiency. It can definitely become the benchmark for the next generation of warships for the Space Force!"

This time, the engineers and technicians didn't reject it outright, but instead discussed it seriously. Unfortunately, after a moment, the technical major general looked troubled again and said...

"The design is excellent and it has enlightened us, but the same problem remains: the construction period is too long, and we are afraid it will not be able to keep up with the war."

The officers couldn't help but show their disappointment, and Wallace was also disappointed, but he understood the specific situation and compromised.

"Could we borrow the captain's design and use it to modify existing ships?"

"That's a good idea. Do you have any other suggestions?"

The Major General, impressed by Lin Xingyuan, unconsciously began using honorifics. This Federation ace truly lived up to his reputation as a top-notch combat expert, possessing exceptionally high-level insights into battleships utilizing mobile suits.

"..."

Even the Alexander-class couldn't do it, which greatly disappointed Lin Xingyuan. He had no choice but to honestly follow the advice of the technical experts in the comments and propose a more realistic solution.

The first design, inspired by the Belga-class from Gundam 00 and based on the Salamis-class, involved adding a semi-recessed, clamshell-style hangar to the belly of the ship. This hangar could accommodate four mobile suits in an upside-down configuration. While the space was somewhat cramped and maintenance conditions weren't ideal, the modifications were simple and didn't affect overall combat capability. It was certainly better than having the mobile suits stand directly on the foredeck—a point many pilots appreciated during the One Year War. However, this design was later carried over to the Salamis-class, and due to its proximity to the heat sink, the hangar became extremely hot, earning it the nickname "Salamis's Bakery" from later mobile suit pilots.

The second option, also referencing the Volga-class from Gundam 00, was based on the Magellan-class, adding hangars to both sides of the hull to create an aircraft-carrying cruiser. However, due to the deck taking up a large amount of space, armament had to be reduced, and speed would be severely decreased. The Federation already had this design, the Trafalgar-class, of which eight were converted during the One Year War, but it was not continued. A similar design was the Nelson-class, a conversion of the Salamis-class, which suffered from the same problem: it was too cumbersome and was not further developed.

The third option, based on the Columbus-class, is to further enhance the MS operational capabilities. It is the simplest and most realistic option. Unfortunately, this type of ship has poor survivability and can only be used as a fleet carrier. It cannot engage in direct combat and is disliked by front-line officers.

The last option was a product of Lin Xingyuan's sudden inspiration—he had seen many warships with damaged bows on his way here, so he suggested simply stopping the repairs and cutting off the damaged bows to install a long box-like hangar—similar to the Teus-class in AGE. Although the officers thought it was a bit ugly and ruined the aesthetics of the warships, this option had two huge advantages: one was that it was quick to modify, and the other was that it was highly adaptable! Both the Salamis-class and the Magellan-class could be modified with a single click.

All four plans were based on the current situation and were highly feasible, so the engineers began their enthusiastic discussions. Lin Xingyuan occasionally chimed in, secretly adding the colors that the commenters hoped for to the Binson Plan. As a result, after the meeting, he received high praise from the engineers and officers, his reputation soared, and he was appointed as an advisor to the Binson Plan, receiving an extra salary without any cost. He happily became a salary thief for the Federal Army.

The only pity is that on Luna 2, not much of this money can be spent.