Gundam UC Hunting Time

"team leader!?"

Why is this person like a ghost? They walk without making a sound.

She had a bad feeling, but Lin Xingyuan just smiled meaningfully, put his hands in his pockets, and turned to leave.

Oh no... This is trampling on a young boy's dignity!?

Although she thought Lin Xingyuan was a decent person, Doris had grown up in an environment where it was difficult to trust others, and she didn't dare to gamble on whether he would take the opportunity to retaliate—after all, they were going to war, and he could kill her with just a little something. She hurriedly got up and followed him out, wanting to explain but not knowing how much he had heard, so she had to change the subject. With a quick glance, she loosened her collar, revealing her cleavage, and moved in front of him, extending an invitation with a soft and charming expression and voice.

"Captain, how about we go grab a drink together?"

"Thanks for the invitation, but I don't drink. Alcohol damages brain cells, and if you want to stay in this industry for a long time, you'd better not drink."

Lin Xingyuan kept his eyes straight ahead and strode forward.

Who are you trying to fool with that level of cleavage?! Are you looking down on people?

"Uh……"

Is this person too difficult to deal with? Or am I not charming enough?

Doris was both angry and secretly distressed, so she had no choice but to continue following behind him, looking for an opportunity.

The two of them made their way to the maintenance hangar. Lin Xing first inspected the mechs under maintenance and communicated with the technician in charge of the maintenance. Then, he boarded the three mechs one by one, carefully reviewed their combat records, and adjusted some of the settings.

What are you doing?

Every pilot is particularly sensitive to others tampering with their machine. Doris was already feeling guilty, and now she became even more nervous.

"Adjust the firing sensitivity, gyroscope sensitivity, and recoil correction. Your shooting is a complete mess, haven't you noticed the problem?"

Lin Xingyuan explained the relationship between the gyroscope, the aiming system, and recoil and combat shooting. Doris was still worried, so she conducted a simulation test herself and found that the shooting stability and accuracy had indeed improved. Only then did she feel relieved and realize that she had been overthinking things.

Perhaps he really is a paladin who is true to his word?

She leaned out of the cockpit and looked at Lin Xingyuan, finding him talking to the technician. She turned on the microphone to listen and learned that it was a concept called the Beam Torch Blade, which was to be equipped on Lilith Aiden's mecha.

She was amazed by the other person's knowledge of MS, but also surprised and astonished.

"Didn't we say to avoid fighting as much as possible?"

After Lin Xingyuan finished communicating with the technician, she couldn't help but lean out of the machine and ask a question.

Lin Xingyuan shrugged: "So what if I'm a 'sword-wielding addict'? In a gravity environment, it's not a big problem. I'm an enlightened captain and I won't suppress my subordinates' strengths." He smiled and looked at Doris: "Just like your information warfare capabilities, Sergeant Major, we must make good use of them when we have the chance."

"!?"

He found out!?

Doris's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know where she had given herself away, and she felt more nervous than ever before.

Lin Xingyuan saw through her thoughts at a glance and couldn't help but smile.

This woman, relying on being a few years older than him, looked down on him. Little did she know that those who play with fire will get burned. Her background was perfectly clear to everyone here.

For the next two days, no new combat missions were received. Lin Xingyuan spent all his time in the maintenance team and came up with a new idea: fiber optic communication. This technology was originally used in drones and missiles, but he felt it could also be installed on mobile suits. A volume the size of an oil drum could accommodate a length of more than fifty kilometers, enough to cover an entire battle. Combined with hovercraft, it could effectively improve the team's communication capabilities against dryness in a grain-of-millstone environment, which earned high praise from Sergeant Anita Julian.

Her job was radar, reconnaissance, and navigation, but in the last operation, which was an airborne assault, she was not used at all and felt excluded.

"Great, with this equipment, I can help."

Incidentally, she also suggested directly connecting the fiber optic cable to the Median, so that, under suitable conditions, the Median could hover above enemy anti-aircraft fire altitude, becoming an eye in the sky and providing early warning assistance to mobile suits. As for the fragility and susceptibility of fiber optic cables, Lin Xingyuan didn't think it was a problem. He could bring an extremely thin steel wire for support; the mobile suits could easily carry it, and it was cheap enough that even if it broke, it wouldn't be a big loss. Bringing several cables and equipping them with a rocket launcher would allow for easy replacement if one broke—a viable solution.

Moreover, this thing has another advantage: it can be used for communication during covert operations without revealing its location due to wireless communication.

So after the team members were ready to accept the mission again, each machine had a small roller on its back to hold optical fibers, and the new mission was conveyed by Mira at this time.

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Chapter 113 Infiltration and Reconnaissance (Part 1)

"...The operation to retake the Hawaiian Islands failed. While sailing south through the waters near Midway, the fleet was ambushed by Zeon underwater forces, and ninety percent of the participating ships were sunk by the submarine mobile suit units..."

In the briefing room, Mira, clutching a folder, announced with a helpless expression.

"What!?"

"How could this be!?"

Everyone was shocked to hear that it was a crushing defeat with over 90% casualties.

"In short, the Pacific Fleet is now completely incapacitated, and the spheres of influence will have to be redrawn."

Absolutely awful...

Everyone was feeling down, but some viewers in the live chat suddenly realized something.

Oh, if sea transport is cut off, the mobilization of supplies and production capacity in Gabro will definitely be affected.

[No wonder the GMs were all created independently by each war zone in the early stages; it turns out this happened.]

“So—” Mira looked at Lin Xingyuan, her smile sinister: “Captain, your proposal at the technical demonstration meeting has been brought up again.”

"what?"

Lin Xingyuan was stunned.

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"Don't move!"

Mira held makeup tools in her hand, fiddling with Lin Xingyuan's face, and finally put the glasses on him, taking two steps back to examine him closely.

"Well, I really don't want to admit it, but you East Asians always look too young."

She spoke with obvious envy and jealousy, while Doris covered her mouth, seemingly trying not to laugh. Lilith Aiden frowned, looking uncomfortable, while Anita and Shirley Page laughed like older sisters watching their younger brother.

"It suits you perfectly, Captain."

Hehehe~

Lin Xingyuan looked at himself in the mirror. His facial features were softened by the makeup, and with black-rimmed glasses, he looked more like a bookish high school student than a decorated Federal Army captain, the Black Reaper.

"Call your older sister over to listen."

Shirley teased, and Lin Xingyuan looked at her without any embarrassment.

"I only call other women that in bed."

"Uh……"

Shirley Paige's face froze instantly, and Lin Xingyuan looked at the others.

Mira smiled without saying a word, her face a challenge that seemed to say, "Can you do it?" Doris looked at Lin Xingyuan with a playful gaze, seemingly eager to try: "I don't mind~" Lilith Aiden and Anita blushed, apparently coming from conservative families.

"Okay, okay, that's enough joking around."

The atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous. Mira, the eldest, stood up first, examined Lin Xingyuan's figure, and then squeezed his shoulder and neck area hard.

"Don't be so tense, it will make your neck and shoulder muscles look too developed, and don't stand so straight, it will make you look like a soldier."

"I'm an MS pilot, after all."

Lin Xingyuan could only sigh helplessly and try to relax, making himself look like a bookish high school student. Fortunately, he had only recently transmigrated and still retained his original memories, so he quickly adjusted his state. As for the women, Doris, with her background in intelligence, was very skilled at disguise. Dressed in ordinary women's clothing, she immediately transformed into a glamorous beauty, her wheat-colored skin fitting the local context. Anita, on the other hand, had a friendly appearance and, dressed in women's clothing, immediately looked like a youthful college student.

Why can't I do it?

Shirley Page wasn't selected to participate in the operation, and the boss crossed his arms in displeasure.

“I can’t either.” Lilith Aiden said expressionlessly.

"I've already told you, you two aren't a good match," Mira replied while adjusting things for Lin Xingyuan and the others.

"What's wrong with it?" Shirley retorted, essentially because this girl was extremely competitive and hated all failures, in every direction.

"Because you're too beautiful, Lieutenant," Lin Xingyuan said. "Whether it's your face or your figure, you're too eye-catching to hide."

After all, she was a four-time consecutive champion in gymnastics, with an exceptionally outstanding appearance and temperament, making her the center of attention wherever she went. She was completely unsuitable for participating in such a secret operation.

"And we need backup, so they have to be good players."

"Since you've put it that way, Captain, then there's nothing we can do..."

Shirley Page was quite pleased with Lin Xingyuan's praise and was finally happy.

Lilith Aiden also looked at Lin Xingyuan, who shrugged.

"the same as you."

That's not actually the case. Lilith Aiden has a rather androgynous appearance; she would be absolutely adorable if she dressed as a teenager. His main concern was that the girl might be out of control and end up fighting with the Zeon soldiers they encountered.

"...Don't try to comfort me, I wasn't interested in it anyway."

Lilith Aiden turned around.

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"Then, I wish you all the best."

Lin Xingyuan and his group got out of the unassuming family car. Mira, in the driver's seat, smiled and waved goodbye to them, while Shirley Paige, in the car, looked at Lin Xingyuan and whispered some words of advice.

Be careful.

"I understand. See you in five hours."

Lin Xingyuan answered, and then Mira and the others drove away, leaving Lin Xingyuan and the others on the bustling streets of the mountain city.

This is one of the front lines in the standoff between the Federation and the Zeon forces. Because of its proximity to an important maritime hub, the Zeon forces have established an underwater mobile suit unit here.

The weather in Central America is hot in August, but even so, the place is still bustling with people and the sounds of vendors calling out their wares, making this street particularly vibrant.

"Hey, what are you spacing out for?"

Doris asked in confusion, and Lin Xingyuan then came to his senses and sighed with some emotion—it's the Universal Century now, but this place seems no different from before. There are simple stalls on the street, and behind them are low buildings painted with bright colors. Clothes hanging outside the windows flutter in the wind, and children run and play among them. There is no tense atmosphere on the street, as if development has stagnated.

However, he couldn't say such things aloud, so he could only make up a vague answer.

"It seems the war hasn't had much of an impact on this place."

"You won't say that later."

Doris, as if they knew each other well, led Lin Xingyuan and the others forward. As they passed through the market, Anita bought Lin Xingyuan a lot of local specialties, treating him like a younger brother. Because of the historically diverse population of Central and South America, and with the help of makeup, the three of them were surprisingly inconspicuous among the crowd. Soon, they arrived at a street corner overlooking the bay and found a table at a roadside restaurant. Doris gestured with her chin downwards.

"Look."

Lin Xingyuan looked in the direction she pointed, and his brows furrowed immediately.

At the foot of the mountain, what used to be a port town is now a ruin. High-rise buildings have collapsed, bridges have broken, and there are rubble walls and vehicle debris everywhere, a shocking sight.

“When the colony satellite fell, not only the places directly hit it, but all the coastal areas were particularly devastated,” she said softly.

Lin Xingyuan had only ever seen the devastation caused by tsunamis on television before; this was the first time he had ever been so close, and to witness such widespread destruction. Clearly, the disaster level was extremely high, and he couldn't even imagine the horrific state North America and Sydney must be in. Further ahead at the dock was their destination, originally a Federation base, but now occupied by Zeon. Mobile suits could be seen standing tall even from a distance.

What would you like to order?

The waiter brought the menu and asked what was going on. Doris skillfully ordered. Lin Xingyuan observed the girl's face; it was full of enthusiasm. Looking at the other people on the street, he was surprised to see little hostility or sadness. After she left, he asked Doris in a low voice, and Doris smiled dismissively.

"Hmph~ We still have to live, no matter who comes."

"Shang, no, Lin, you've been staying on the colony satellite all this time, you must find it new and exciting."

The meal was served quickly, and Anita fed Lin Xingyuan again—she was really good at taking care of people. Just as Lin Xingyuan was so comfortable that he almost forgot he was on a secret mission, a military green jeep suddenly stopped, and several Zeon soldiers got out, almost making him choke. He instinctively reached for his gun.

"Don't be nervous. Even if it's the Zeon army, you have to relax."

Doris patted Lin Xingyuan's shoulder without making a sound, and Lin Xingyuan stopped his hand from touching the gun. Anita then put a drink straw into his mouth at the right moment.

"How annoying."

She spoke softly, then turned to Lin Xingyuan, concealing the disgust on her face. Lin Xingyuan watched as the Zeon soldiers chose a table and sat down, and when the waiters went up to serve them, they smiled just as enthusiastically. He suddenly understood Doris's earlier indifference.