Gundam UC Hunting Time

Furthermore, Amuro's combat stats are probably not very useful for the average person...

By the way, rewatching 0079, I feel that Flora's character design is truly classic, so quintessential Showa-era woman...

Chapter 108 I dare not open my eyes, hoping it's just my hallucination.

"Brigadier General! I've come to Gabro to advance the research and development of space mobile suits, as well as to conduct technical and tactical verification missions for new mass-produced mobile suits!"

Emphasizing this point, Lin Xingyuan looked at Brigadier General Gao Yun in front of him speechlessly, wondering if he had misheard.

What do you mean by leading an all-female MS combat squad to promote yourself to the public? Is that even human language?!

“I know, I know.” Brigadier General Gao Yun smiled, his large, square face full of honesty, but his eyes were full of shrewdness: “However, propaganda is also a part of the battle, and it is very important.”

"I think those two tasks are more important."

"There's no contradiction. The production of the new mass-produced MS is going very smoothly. As for the technical and tactical verification, it can be carried out during the mission without any impact."

"..."

What the hell?! It doesn't affect anything! I don't want to lead an all-female team! It sounds like a disaster!

Lin Xingyuan mentally gave Gao Yun the middle finger, wanting to protest further.

"However, I don't think my face will be popular. Wouldn't it be more suitable to give it to someone else? For example, Lieutenant Tachibana Kanna, he is nicknamed the Steel Prince, a proper pretty boy, he would definitely be popular with female viewers."

“That’s not how it is~” A propaganda officer next to Gao Yun spoke up to deny it. He was about thirty years old, with a round face, a full beard, and black-rimmed glasses. He looked like someone who had spent years sitting in an office doing research. His tone was a bit effeminate: “According to the ratings survey, the promotional videos featuring you, Captain, have always been ranked at the top.”

He opened a document and showed it to Lin Xingyuan. Lin Xingyuan glanced at it, pointed to his face, and was greatly surprised.

"Just this unremarkable face!?"

"Yes, it sounds counterintuitive, but it's true. According to our survey, over 60 percent of young male viewers felt the urge to join the army after watching the promotional video featuring you as the captain."

"Huh? Why?"

Lin Xingyuan was puzzled, but the comments section was already bursting with laughter, all typing the word "immersion." The propaganda department officer explained it with incomprehensible platitudes and empty rhetoric—simply put, they felt a strong sense of identification after watching Lin Xingyuan, thinking, "I could do that too!"

Thank you so much!

Lin Xingyuan's fist hardened, and the officer continued to ramble on: "...And viewers over fifty years old, after watching the promotional video with you as the protagonist, more than 57% will have the idea of ​​buying war bonds, because they see the image of their own children in you, ordinary, simple, and approachable."

That's really despicable...

Lin Xingyuan frowned.

"Why don't you just form an all-male team? Why bother with an all-female team? Will female viewers enjoy watching that?"

The officer in charge of propaganda pushed up his glasses again and continued.

"This is another counterintuitive fact. Because of the Zeon army's inhumane attacks, the Federation is now short of manpower everywhere. Not only are the production lines of various factories full of women, but even the army is full of women (more than 14%). Their awareness of rights is high, and they need their own spokespeople. The propaganda should cater to this."

"Why don't you just find a female officer to command?"

"War is not a game, Captain. Shells don't discriminate between men and women." The propaganda officer said meaningfully, "We are promoting victory, not disaster. In addition, according to our survey, more than 60 percent of your fan base are women, which means that you are more popular and more charming than you think, Captain."

"...Really?" Lin Xingyuan suspected that the other party had fabricated the data and was trying to deceive him.

What woman doesn't love handsome men? Even if she doesn't like pretty boys, at least she should have thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face.

"The data is 100% accurate—from a psychological perspective, in wartime, women tend to choose reliable and dependable men; it's the halo of the victors," the officer laughed.

"...I see." Lin Xingyuan had learned something new and was somewhat convinced. "But, no one can guarantee they'll always win, right?"

"Director Durandal of the Augusta Institute believes you have such talent, saying that NEWTYPE can foresee danger. Isn't that great?"

Damn Durandal!

Lin Xingyuan cursed inwardly, unable to resist retorting.

"NEWTYPE is not a superpowered person, and I don't have that kind of power either."

Seeing that he was still declining, Brigadier General Gao Yun finally spoke up.

"That's an order, Captain Lin."

"……learn."

That's how the military is; there's no room for negotiation. Lin Xingyuan could only stand up and salute. Perhaps to make him feel better, Brigadier General Gao Yun also stood up, walked to his side, and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Don't worry, Captain. We'll assign you the best team members, and the intelligence department will provide maximum support. On top of that, you'll be given the authority to choose whether or not to accept missions. In short, do a good job, and a promotion is waiting for you."

Do I really like it?!

Lin Xingyuan pouted. Gao Yun's female secretary opened the door, urging him to leave quickly as if afraid he would change his mind. After he left, the door slammed shut immediately.

Returning to the training base with a heavy heart, Lin Xingyuan sat down in his assigned office, took out his notebook, and stared at the page with a tree diagram drawn on it—this was a simple plan he had made for the 'future' after meeting with Durandal, one of the paths being to get promoted and increase his influence as soon as possible.

As for promotion, given his background as a space colony, he couldn't have been promoted to captain at such a young age without repeatedly making outstanding contributions that couldn't be ignored—Brad is the best example. So opportunity is very important. As for influence, increasing public exposure can indeed increase influence.

Perhaps Durandal actively recommended him because he took this into consideration.

Lin Xingyuan added a stroke to the tree diagram, looking at his plan, but he still felt a lack of confidence.

With federal corruption at this level, even if Rebil survived, could he really change things? Change is never instantaneous; it takes at least ten years. At his age, how long could he hold out?

Just as I was thinking, the doorbell rang, followed by a report.

"Come in!"

Lin Xingyuan quickly packed up her notebook, sat up straight, and then the electric door opened. Five women in federal army uniforms walked in, lined up, and stood at attention to salute Lin Xingyuan.

"Captain!"

"Lieutenant Alice Mira!"

"Lieutenant Shirley Page!"

"Lieutenant Lilith Aiden!"

Sergeant Doris Brandt!

"Sergeant Anita Julian!"

"Reporting to you!"

"..."

For a moment, the barrage of comments in Lin Xingyuan's eyes was so dense that it almost obscured his vision; they were all about the five people.

First was Mira, whom he remembered. She was an officer in the Federation Intelligence Agency who had investigated Shiro Amada. She hated traitors, but at least she still had some humanity.

Secondly, there's Sherry Page, a Russian woman whose real name is Olga Tymoshenko. A former gymnast, she was originally exempt from military service due to her outstanding performance, but it was precisely because of this talent—her exceptional balance and athletic ability—that she was selected for Project V as a pilot. However, she ultimately didn't get to pilot a Gundam—there were simply too many talented people in the Federation Army, and she lacked practical experience. Therefore, Lin Xingyuan strongly suspects that the officials in charge of selection were only attracted to her beauty. According to the subsequent plot development, the mobile suit she was assigned was merely a GM, and she was even sent on a mission she knew was a trap. It can only be said that there are too many scumbags in the Federation's high command.

Next is Lilith Aiden, of medium build, with gray hair, an MS pilot, an Newtype, and an MS pilot in the Witch Hunter Squadron of the Federation Forces. Her family and friends died due to the Zeon invasion, and she was determined to take revenge on Zeon. She was passionate about killing members of the Raucous Fairy Squadron.

Then there's Doris Brandt, a hacker arrested for repeatedly illegally intruding into the Earth Federation's mainframe systems. In exchange, she joined the Federation's counterintelligence agency. She's incredibly skilled, proficient in everything from mobile suit piloting and infiltration to hand-to-hand combat and the operation of various weapons—she seems like a genius. However, this woman—is a private soldier under Graves, a member of the Slave Spirit Squad. It seems she's attracted Graves's attention.

Finally, there's Anita Julian, the operator of the Bloodhound reconnaissance vehicle. Information about her is scarce, except that she's energetic and passionate, and has excellent hearing. However, in a battlefield where radar is obsolete, good hearing is a huge advantage and extremely useful for reconnaissance.

In short, Brigadier General Gao Yun kept his word and indeed sent only elites. However—

Lin Xingyuan's gaze shifted back and forth between Mira and Doris Brandt.

What's the point of sending these two people here? Are they treating us like laboratory animals?

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Go to war!

Chapter 109 Death Comes to Visit

August 3, UC 0078, North America, the front lines between the Federation and Zeon, 8:0235 AM —

Three Steel Pellies flew through the night sky, the clouds obscuring the moon, and the wind carrying away the sound of their engines.

"All aircraft, proceed to the landing site immediately. All aircraft, conduct thorough inspections—"

Anita Julian's energetic voice came through the communication. Lin Xingyuan glanced at the instruments—generator, drive unit, weapon system, main camera, secondary camera, and sensors were all OK—and reported back first.

"Scorpio 1, everything is normal."

Next up was Lilith Aiden, who was acting as the vanguard: "Antares, normal."

Like Lin Xingyuan, Lilith Aiden was equipped with a ground-type Gundam—this was supposedly due to Durandal's recommendation, who believed she had exceptional reflexes and was highly qualified to be a pilot.

Lin Xingyuan knew from the information provided by the comments that she was an NT, but the fact that Durandal was able to analyze this from her genes was enough to prove the value of his research.

Then it was Shirley Page: "Antares, normal."

As the backbone of the squad, Shirley Page is equipped with an RGM-79G Ground Combat GM, armed with a machine gun and a rocket launcher.

Finally, Doris Brandt said: "Antares, normal."

She, who was in charge of support, was also equipped with the RGM-79G Ground Combat GM, but with a light cannon and rocket pods, and was responsible for the fire support of the squad. In addition, her GM was also equipped with an extra antenna and laser transmitter to enhance the signal and communicate with other units.

Antares, the three brightest stars under the constellation Scorpius, was chosen as the call sign for the trio. Anita Julian, responsible for communications, navigation, and sonar, had the call sign "Tail-8," the brightest star in Scorpius's tail, representing the team's greatest strength and highlighting her importance.

As for Mira, she was just a support staff member sent by the intelligence department, not Lin Xingyuan's team member. Her main responsibilities now were to supplement filming, convey intelligence, and help drive the air cushion listening vehicle.

His gaze swept across the faces of everyone on the communication screen; they were all calm and showed no signs of panic, which reassured Lin Xingyuan considerably. However, seeing the unit numbers of the other two still bothered him somewhat.

As the unit's commander, he naturally wanted the entire 08MS squad to be equipped with ground-based mobile suits, just like the 08MS squad. After all, high-output power reactors, thicker armor, and better detectors were all powerful guarantees of victory. However, firstly, there weren't that many ground-based mobile suits, and secondly, the Federation Army needed to test every type of mobile suit. Unlike the Zeon Army's concept of using one mobile suit for all purposes, the Federation Army preferred to divide mobile suits into close-combat, mid-range support, and long-range artillery types, and to mix these three types in combat. So, they even considered including Guntanks. The propaganda department also believed that they should showcase the characteristics of each type of mobile suit as much as possible. If Lin Xingyuan hadn't strongly refused, and if Guntanks hadn't been difficult to transport, the team would have become a makeshift White Base.

Fortunately, the team members all seemed to be in relatively good condition. According to the information provided in the live chat, they were all lucky, so the situation shouldn't be too bad.

however--

"Captain, shouldn't you tease the cute communications officer a little to ease the tense atmosphere at this moment?"

Doris Brandt, a beautiful and enigmatic woman with an unpredictable personality, suddenly spoke up, and her remarks were quite explosive.

Before Lin Xingyuan could react, Anita, who was in charge of communications, covered her face and laughed.

"Me? Cute? Ugh, that word doesn't suit me. It's more suitable for someone like Sulli."

Shirley Page: "Sergeant, are you saying I'm childish?"

"It wasn't me, it was Miss Brant who started it."

Oh, I was just complimenting you!

Seeing that the group was about to start arguing, Lin Xingyuan suddenly felt extremely frustrated.

"Shut up, all of you! Stop gossiping on the phone!"

He gave the order in a rather irritated tone, casting an approving glance at his only obedient child, Lilith Aiden.

Quiet ducks are cuter.

"What does it matter? Relaxing a bit is more conducive to fighting."

Antares!

"Yes, yes, Captain, I understand. I'll shut up now."

"5 units to the drop zone, prepare!"

Anita sent another notification, and Lin Xingyuan confirmed the mission with everyone again.

"Finally, to reiterate, the operational objective is to destroy Zeon's forward supply base and withdraw before enemy reinforcements arrive. Got it?"

"understand!"

The three pilots responded in unison, finally giving the impression of being ready for battle. Then, Gunpelli opened the hatch, revealing the land below. Nearby were mountains, and in the distance, the sea could be seen, along with the Zeon military base ahead, which appeared patchy and bald, containing huge silos, vehicles, and defensive mobile suits.

“降下倒数10秒——10、9、8、7、6、5、4、3、2、1！为了从吉翁手中保护地球，大家一起加油啊！”

With the sound of unlocking, gravity suddenly grabbed Lin Xingyuan's landing gear. He immediately controlled the machine to spread its arms and shields to slow down the descent.