Gundam UC Hunting Time

"Captain, look, even our mascot is saying this, what should we do?"

Who is the mascot?

"Don't you know? The captain calls you 'Hakimi'."

Lin Xingyuan initially thought that since it wouldn't affect the battle, letting them chat for a bit would be a good way to relax. However, as their conversation became increasingly outrageous, and they even betrayed him, he couldn't help but speak up and stop them:

"Shut up, proceed according to plan, and listen carefully to the guidance of Tail Star 8!"

"This is Tail 8, drone takeoff!"

The suppression operation officially began. The armored units responsible for the feint attack advanced, while another part deployed behind bushes and residential buildings a little further from the shore, preparing to attack any Zeon amphibious mobile suits that peeked out. Immediately afterwards, a drone towing fiber optic cables was launched from a sonar-equipped hovercraft and flew towards the base on the opposite bank of the river.

These actions immediately attracted the attention of the Zeon forces within the base, and the enemy opened fire on the Federation tank units on the shore and the drones in the sky. However, due to the great distance and the small size of the targets, the shells failed to hit them, instead completely exposing their own firing positions.

"Tail 8 is calling all aircraft. We are now beginning to report our positions."

Anita quickly reported the coordinates of these exposed firing positions to Lin Xingyuan and his team, and the four mechs soon arrived at their designated locations. After confirming that they were ready, three of the mechs leaped across the wide river from different directions and swiftly descended towards the base.

"Roger, Scorpio 01 calling all units, attack initiated! Antares, understand?"

"You don't need to say anything more!"

Doris rolled her eyes in annoyance, while simultaneously using the aiming reticle to select enemy targets near Lilith Aiden's landing point.

With a deafening clap of thunder, the torrential rain poured down once more. Suddenly, Hans Zimmer's divine soundtrack, "Hummell Gets The Rockets," echoed in Lin Xingyuan's mind—it seemed another popular fan had requested a song.

The black Land Cruiser skimmed across the turbulent river in the dim light. Rainwater washed over the cameras, leaving watermarks on the screen. The music and the grim scene before them strangely complemented each other, but...

"This is a bit ominous..."

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As you can probably tell, a big event is about to happen.

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Chapter 127 The Sacrifice Made for Victory?

The two sides began exchanging fire, with artillery fire sweeping across the river. Doris took a deep breath and selected the first target. The optical viewfinder and ballistic computer automatically corrected for the effects of wind and rain on the shot, and the red halo quickly turned into green light.

"The rock music is starting!"

She pulled the trigger, and the long barrel of the 180mm cannon spewed fire, the armor-piercing shell hitting the target almost instantly with a straight trajectory. The Type 61 tank, driven by a Zeon soldier, finally experienced the despair of the Federation armored forces—without even seeing the enemy, the turret was pierced by the shell, flying high into the air amidst thick smoke and debris.

After the initial hit, Doris did not continue firing the cannon—the onboard fire control system, using data from drone reconnaissance relayed by the hovercraft, had already locked onto the remaining targets. She quickly checked the parameters, lightly pressed the fire button, and anti-armor missiles from the missile boxes on the back of the aircraft were launched in succession, flying deeper into the base, leaving trails of fire.

Just as Doris launched the missile, Lin Xingyuan, Lilith, and Sherry flew over the base from three directions.

The operator of a twin-barreled self-propelled anti-aircraft gun spotted the black Land-based anti-aircraft gun in the air first and immediately turned the muzzle to aim. The Land-based anti-aircraft gun's fire control system automatically detected the threat and popped up a firing prompt—although it was Federation equipment, Lin Xingyuan had already turned off IFF (Identification Friend or Foe), so it would not affect firing.

To deal with such lightly armed targets, he didn't even bother using rockets. He simply adjusted the aircraft's attitude, and the 60mm Vulcan cannon on his chest spat out flames, instantly tearing the anti-aircraft gun to shreds.

The explosion attracted more enemies, and a line of fire composed of tracer rounds immediately swept over. The Type 61 armored vehicles below tried to rotate their turrets and adjust their firing angles, but the predicament they faced was exactly the same as that the Federation armored forces had encountered when facing the Zaku—if it were a Magella tank, it could rely on its hovering system to maneuver against aerial attacks, but the Type 61 tracked armored vehicles simply could not do so.

Lin Xingyuan activated his dorsal thrusters to slow his descent, then fired all five rockets at top speed, clearing high-threat targets around the landing site. Under the cover of the explosion's smoke and flames, the black ground vehicle landed steadily. He immediately jettisoned the empty rocket launcher and began a continuous mobile attack—to maximize mobility, he didn't even carry spare magazines.

The Zeon anti-MS infantry hidden inside the building were extremely conspicuous under infrared vision and were randomly hit by the 37mm machine gun in the head of the Ground Gundam, pulverizing both the man and his cover; the tank that tried to retreat and adjust its firing angle was accurately hit on the top of the turret by the beam rifle and instantly turned into a fireball.

Infantry are no match for the 18-meter-tall steel behemoth, and neither are traditional tracked weapons. In the complex network of buildings within the base, the Black Land Rover can disappear from the enemy's sights with a mere leap or by hiding behind a building.

The enemy's combat helicopters took off despite the wind and rain, attempting to join the battle, but before they could gain altitude, they were accurately shot by Sherry's beam rifle and crashed in thick smoke.

To buy time, Lin Xingyuan and his two companions spared no effort in unleashing their firepower. The three black mobile suits darted through the base, aiming, firing, dodging, and searching for enemies with movements as fluid as a theatrical performance.

Thunder rumbled incessantly in the sky, and lightning tore through the dark clouds, illuminating the chaotic battlefield. Flashes of light ripped through the base, ranging from the blinding white flashes of beam weapons to the orange-red flames of exploding and burning tanks.

The explosions were deafening, one after another.

The invading Zeon forces were mercilessly torn apart and burned in explosions, ravaged by mobile suits. Occasionally, counter-fire hit the armor of the black mobile suits, leaving only a series of sparks and shallow marks, unable to cause any substantial damage.

Inside the base, the Federation troops, who were resisting from their fortifications, couldn't help but cheer upon seeing this scene:

"It's our MS!"

"Damn Zeon devils, you've finally met your match!"

"Kill them!"

Inside the cavern within the mountain, Jamitov Heyman watched as the four black mobile suits stormed the base, a glint of light appearing in his usually gloomy and stern eyes. Just minutes before, he thought he was doomed, but this unexpected turn of events had come so quickly.

"A giant of steel... Is this the result of Project V?"

As the general in charge of finance and logistics, he was well aware of how much Federation funds these mobile suits consumed, and had previously expressed some reservations about it. But now, witnessing firsthand their dominance on the battlefield, his previous views have completely changed.

The black MS's skirt armor was painted with a fluorescent symbol; was that Captain Lin's aircraft? I really have to thank him this time.

General Reiber was right about him; no, he always makes the right choices. If things continue like this, his influence will be unshakeable once the war ends.

Just as he was thinking about things in the distant future, the guard beside him suddenly exclaimed:

"It's a Zeon mobile suit!"

Jamitov looked in the direction he was pointing, and with a huge surge of water, a Zeon amphibious mobile suit with a single, bright red eye leaped out of the water. The moment it landed, it fired missiles from its top and simultaneously opened its claw-like hands, firing its internal beam cannons. However, Lin Xingyuan and his two companions had already jumped away the instant it emerged from the water, and all the missiles landed on the ground. Immediately afterward, Federation tank units on the opposite bank opened fire. The amphibious mobile suit staggered and fell, then was struck by a large-caliber shell fired from above and exploded with a deafening roar.

Immediately afterward, without pause, another Zeon amphibious mobile suit jumped out of the river. But it only had time to fire once before it was caught in a barrage of fire from the tanks on the opposite bank, and then pierced by a beam shot fired back by Sherry, smoldering into the water.

Looking at the towering waves rising from the river, Djamitov involuntarily clenched his fists.

can win!

This is not just the battle at hand, but the entire war between the Federation and Zeon!

As long as such mobile suits are mass-produced, the Federation can win!

Perhaps it's time to relinquish the position of CFO and join the frontline troops.

Just as Djamitov was making this crucial life decision, several telescope lenses emerged from under raincoats in the bushes on the hillside opposite the base.

“…Just as the colonel said, it really happened!” Vincent sighed with a complex tone, watching his own tank unit being mercilessly slaughtered, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Although he was determined to avenge his captain, this despicable act of using friendly forces still bothered him—he already had doubts about some of the Zeon army's practices and the propaganda of its high command, and now seeing the Federation army produce such excellent mobile suits, his doubts deepened even more.

Incidentally, out of remembrance and respect for Doug Schneider, he never called Frederick Cranberry "Captain"—even though the latter didn't think so either.

"That's the Federation Forces' new aircraft!?"

Lightning ripped through the night sky, illuminating the battlefield once more. The members of the Zeon squad, seeing the Ground Gundam and Ground GM for the first time, were all stunned by the enemy's capabilities.

"So fast!"

"What fierce firepower!"

They were all experienced pilots who were well aware of their own aircraft's capabilities, especially the Zaku pilots—the others were fine, but what truly alarmed them was the beam weapons the enemy was equipped with!

"Wait a minute, why are all four of them black?!"

Finally, someone discovered the key issue, making everyone aware of it.

"Indeed...which one is the real Black Death?"

Four black mobile suits wreaked havoc in the base, each performing equally well and displaying comparable ferocity, making it impossible to distinguish between them.

The team members all looked at Colonel Frederick Cranberry, who was leading the team.

"Colonel? What do we do?"

"...If you can't tell the difference, just wipe them all out. Anyway, we have an overwhelming advantage in both quantity and quality, so don't tell me you can't do it."

Frederick answered calmly, his tone full of confidence in his own strength and an arrogant determination to win.

"Of course!"

This was indeed true, and the team members immediately cheered up, with no one finding anything wrong with what he said.

After planning for so long, the enemy has fallen into the trap as expected. If we still can't take them down, it can only mean they are incompetent—something they will never admit!

"When do we move out? The situation with our allies at the base is dire..."

Vincent couldn't help but ask, and Colonel Frederick Cranberry glanced at him and gave a cold reply.

"Wait, let them run out of ammunition."

"But, if this continues, they'll all be wiped out!?"

Vincent was taken aback.

"This is a sacrifice made for victory! I believe they are aware of this."

Colonel Frederick Cranberry answered in a matter-of-fact tone, this time without even blinking.

Author's message

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That's how it was handled for Djamitov.

By the way, does my book have any romance? Does it have any political scenes? I didn't know that.

An all-female team... Except for Anita, aren't the rest incredibly talented? I think this is clearly just about building a cast... How did it get involved in romance and politics?

Chapter 128 Shocking Change (Bonus Chapter)

The sounds of gunfire and explosions quickly subsided. The black Land Rover rotated its optical viewfinder on its head and the Minovsky particle radar on its chin, detecting traces of the remaining enemy at maximum power.

"Report the situation," Lin Xingyuan instructed.

"This is Antares 2 (Shirley). All enemies within range have been eliminated."

"This is Antares 1 (Lilith). Everything that can be fired has been taken care of."

"This is Antares 3 (Doris). Nothing was found on the river, so it should be gone. By the way, Antares 1, you've been too barbaric. This is our base; you can't just tear everything apart like that."

"Because the enemy is there."

"People will curse at us when we're cleaning up the mess later."

Doris started teasing Lilith again.

Overall, the battle was over. The hovercraft on the other side had already carried infantry across the river. All that was left was to capture the remaining enemies and rescue them. While on guard, Lin Xingyuan piloted his black mobile suit (along with three other Shinshu squad mobile suits, making a total of four MS) toward the cave, preparing to go and ask Old Tofu for help.

On the other side, seeing that the fighting at the base had subsided, everyone in the cave breathed a sigh of relief and lowered their guns.

"Sir, the battle is over! We are safe!"

The secretary reported excitedly, but Jamitov gave him a dismissive look.

"I saw it."

"...Then let's leave this base immediately. I'll go get the car!"

Realizing his lapse in composure, the adjutant hurriedly offered a fawning reply, but Djamitov waved his hand dismissively.

"We'll talk about it later. Let's contact Captain Lin first. I need to meet with him."

"Huh? Yes! Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"