Gundam UC Hunting Time

Alright, let's give the speaker a little something to satisfy him.

Chapter 149 The Price of Freedom (Revised Ray's genetic issues)

"cough……"

After the two calmed down, Lin Xingyuan stepped forward to show his presence. Lei, dressed in a Federal Army warrant officer's uniform, instinctively raised his hand in salute upon seeing him, his gratitude evident.

"Major!"

"Ah."

Lin Xingyuan was very satisfied with his performance. He glanced at the ally's favorability rating, which was over 80, and was even more satisfied.

Being grateful and repaying kindness is the proper thing to do.

"No need for formalities, which unit are you in?"

"Major! I am currently undergoing MS operation training and will graduate in September."

"Oh, that'll be soon. Would you like to come to my unit?"

Lin Xingyuan glanced at Durandal and openly poached him.

“This…” Ray looked at Durandal, who surprisingly nodded.

"Go, Ray."

"Are you sure?" Lin Xingyuan asked him in a low voice, somewhat surprised. "He's not a Coordinator Ace anymore, just a natural person. What if he dies in battle?"

Although they are gacha characters, the bodies given to them by the GM are truly grown up in this world, and they no longer possess the extraordinary physical qualities and intellect of the Coordinators—that was Lin Xingyuan’s opinion. However, Durandal’s words greatly surprised him.

"Ray is not a Coordinator."

"What!?"

Lin Xingyuan was shocked. After reading the explanations in the comments, he realized that as clones of Mu, Kruze and Ray were both Naturals! His family had actually used generations of eugenics to produce an individual like Mu with perfect genes! Even his clone could fight Kira, the perfect Coordinator, to a standstill! That's why he didn't even think much of a son like Mu!

This is absolutely terrifying!

"In short, this is the price we have to pay." Durandal looked at Lin Xingyuan with a smile, thinking that he was being a bit too kind, but acting on emotion was not a good thing. For the sake of their long-term relationship, he had to make this clear: "Don't you expect something in return for your efforts?"

He was, after all, a mature and important figure who understood the principle of equivalent exchange very well. Not to mention Ray, even if Talia were resurrected, she would still have to step onto the battlefield. Only by paying such a price could they gain true freedom.

"Indeed, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Lin Xingyuan gave Durandal a thumbs up, and Durandal added a comment.

"However, he may not have such perfect genes now, so don't have too high expectations for him."

This is out of selfishness stemming from family ties, which Lin Xingyuan can completely understand.

"The removal of the short telomere issue is a good thing for him, and his combat awareness and experience are still there; he's still a top-notch pilot. Right, Ray?"

He turned to look at Ray, only to see Ray staring at Dill, when Dill suddenly grabbed Dillandal's hand and hid behind him.

"Jill? Who is...?"

Ray turned his gaze to Durandal and asked in confusion.

"This child's name is Deer, he's from my Augusta Research Institute..."

Durandal began to explain, his tone dry, clearly caught in the anxiety of 'which one Dad loves more'—this man was shrewd and cunning, a master of 'the art of language,' a former senator and speaker, but had never been a father, and was therefore somewhat embarrassed.

"Lei, let me explain. She's your substitute. I still love you the most..."

[Dad, which one do you love more?]

[The Substitute Literature is Hilarious]

Lin Xingyuan, who was watching from the sidelines, almost couldn't help but laugh. In the end, he couldn't bear to watch any longer and couldn't help but explain to Lei on his behalf.

"Didi is another version of you in this world, do you understand?"

"This world... also has that?"

Lei paused for a moment, then looked at Di, and completely understood. His gaze softened instantly, and he reached out his hand.

"I am Ray Zabarel, nice to meet you."

Dillandal looked up at him, blinked, looked at Dillandal again, and finally reached out his hand.

Holding hands, big hands and little hands, the scene was overflowing with family affection. Even a tough guy like Lin Xingyuan was touched, feeling healed but also inevitably feeling lonely.

Durandal will be able to put together a family photo in the future, but he will be all alone, which seems a bit tragic.

Hmm... how about we wait until the war is over, then find someone we love and have a baby?

The image of May flashed through his mind, followed by several other female characters. He imagined a family with them, and comparing it to the Durandal family, he suddenly realized a crucial question.

After undergoing three rounds of genetic enhancement, can I still have children?! I don't want to end up like Durandal, do I? Maybe we should ask the person involved?

Wait, why should I consider all this nonsense?

Getting married right after the war? Isn't that the biggest plot hole in Gundam movies?!

Lin Xingyuan covered his face, suspecting that he was influenced by the New Human's ability to upgrade to LV2—as everyone knows, New Humans are particularly emotional.

Women will only slow me down the speed at which I draw my sword!

After taking a few deep breaths and strengthening his resolve, he decisively took his leave.

For the next two days, Lin Xingyuan enjoyed himself immensely, eating well, sleeping soundly, and even having time to go fishing. Meanwhile, the Zeon army, under the banner of avenging Kalma, launched another large-scale offensive, initiating a surrender operation in Western Europe; in Central America, the Zeon Mexican Front, which had retreated to Managua, also launched a large-scale attack. However, only two days into the fighting, the surrendered Zeon forces realized they had underestimated the Federation's strength—without Irish intelligence support, they were quickly surrounded and cut off by Rebil's troops, finding themselves in a desperate situation. Meanwhile, in Central America, the attacking Zeon forces ran headlong into the well-prepared Federation forces, suffering heavy casualties.

"Escort the mech?"

On August 18, UC0079, Lin Xingyuan's vacation ended early. He thought he would be sent to the front line in Central America, but he didn't expect that the mission from above was to send them to Europe to escort the new machine to Delta Special Test Force.

“Yes, the Zeon Mexican Army is fighting to the death because they are waiting for us to send you there, but of course we can’t let them have their way. In addition, the other Zeon forces have been searching for our new machines like madmen lately, so we have to send reliable troops to escort you.” Brigadier General Gao Yun patted Lin Xingyuan on the shoulder and whispered, “In addition, General Rebil also wants to meet you.”

"Understood, I will go immediately."

Upon hearing that it was Rebil who wanted to see him, Lin Xingyuan readily accepted the order. When he returned to the base, all the team members were already on duty. Anita, Lilith Aiden, and Shirley Paige all looked energetic, while Doris kept yawning and looked listless.

"What's wrong? Did you go out to earn some extra money during your vacation?"

Lin Xingyuan asked knowingly, and teased with a smile. Doris's hopes were all gone, so she simply stopped pretending and slumped into her chair in despair.

"...Ah, that's right, I haven't had much rest for three whole days, I'm exhausted."

"What kind of extra income?"

Shirley Page looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze, displaying the authority of a vice-captain, but Doris didn't seem to care at all, yawning as she answered.

"It's better for young children not to know."

"What did you say?!" Shirley Page roared in anger.

“She’s joking. You go and direct the aircraft deployment. Lieutenant Aiden and Anita, you two go together.”

Lin Xingyuan smiled and waved his hand, sending the three away. Once only the two of them were left in the office, Doris put her legs up on the table, rocked her chair, and said like a self-deprecating salted fish.

"What's wrong? My dear Paladin Captain, are you afraid that I, a diver from the sewers, will contaminate your little white rabbit team members?"

"Be careful not to tip over if you keep swaying like that. You still have an eight-hour flight to go, so you can catch up on some sleep and won't have to be on combat duty. This is the captain's thoughtfulness, so you should thank me properly."

Seeing that he was changing the subject and avoiding the question, Doris paused for a moment, and then exploded.

"Are you kidding me?! I'm so sorry, I've tainted your pure justice!"

Ugh, women are such a hassle!

If I don't ask, she'll still hold a grudge; if I take care of her, she'll still speak rudely. Indeed, the sages were right.

Lin Xingyuan felt disgusted, turned to look at her, and sighed.

"Please, be more mature, Miss Diver."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"It means—what I do is none of your business! Who you are is none of your business!? How boring!"

After swearing, Lin Xingyuan turned and left.

"Uh... Ouch!"

Doris suddenly tumbled under the table.

Author's message

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I've corrected all the mistakes from the previous chapter. Sigh, my brain isn't working properly anymore; I even got the number wrong.

The genetic issues of Ray have been modified.

Chapter 150 Reunion at the French Front

"……What's the meaning?"

Doris crawled up from under the table, staring in astonishment at Lin Xingyuan's retreating figure, feeling that his appearance just now had completely overturned her understanding of him.

"It means he simply doesn't care about your identity."

Mira's voice rang out beside her. She appeared like a ghost in a corner where no one was paying attention, took out a cigarette from the pack, and lit it.

When did you get here?

Doris glanced at Mira, her tone cold—although they were on the same team, their relationship was far from harmonious. There were many reasons for this, including the long-standing animosity between the intelligence and counterintelligence departments, as well as the natural barrier stemming from their different backgrounds: Mira was a model of elite lineage, with a privileged background, top-tier education, and exceptional abilities, who had risen rapidly through the ranks after joining the intelligence department; while Doris, from a commoner family, was a "spiritual younger sister" who had been arrested multiple times for illegally hacking into the Federation's mainframe system and was forced to join the counterintelligence agency to escape punishment, doing all the dirty work that couldn't be brought to the light of day.

Therefore, Doris instinctively loathed Mira, just as space colonists hated Earth's elites, even though Mira had never intentionally offended her.

“I’ve been here all along.” Mira flicked her cigarette ash and chuckled sarcastically. “Didn’t see me? Was it because our Paladin Captain was too dazzling and stole your soul?”

"..."

Doris felt a surge of displeasure, because Mira's words had struck a nerve—if she felt aversion towards Mira, who came from an elite background, then she harbored a deep sense of inferiority towards Lin Xingyuan, who came from an ordinary background yet shone brightly. Just standing next to him made her feel uncomfortable. Her earlier outburst, so out of character, stemmed from this.

"...Are you warning me?"

After calming down, she tentatively probed Mira's intentions, but Mira simply shrugged.

"How could that be? It's just a friendly reminder to cherish these few moments of relaxation, as this team will be disbanding soon."

"What!?"

Doris looked at her in shock.

Mira shrugged: "Is it strange? This team was just a temporary test unit, and the captain is here on official business. He'll probably have to return to Luna 2 soon."

Doris was startled, then realized that was indeed the case.

Lin Xingyuan, originally from Gabro, represented the Space Force on Luna 2, overseeing the production of space mobile suits. His leadership in forming this unit was purely for propaganda and tactical testing purposes. Now, they have not only achieved numerous successes, but even eliminated Kalma Zabi; both missions have been completed exceptionally well. The Space Force will certainly not allow him to remain in Gabro indefinitely. (It's worth mentioning here that some readers have said that ace pilots like Lin Xingyuan would theoretically be transferred to the rear as instructors. However, this is different. He was among the first batch of mobile suit pilots in the Federation Space Force as depicted in this work, having completed his training in the "Training Battalion" on Luna 2. Those he trained were meant to become instructors. As for Lin himself, because he had long been on the radar of Reibir's faction, possessing both ability and prestige, his promotion was so rapid—refer to Lin Youde, who rose to lieutenant colonel after the One Year War.)

Leaving aside Sherry Page, who is also from the Space Force, Lilith Aiden and Anita are from the Army, Doris is from the Counterintelligence Department, Mira is from the Intelligence Department, and Sleika is from the Navy. They were all temporarily assigned to the team, and without Lin Xingyuan as the core, the team will naturally be disbanded.

Thinking of this, Doris composed herself, reverting to her enigmatic demeanor, and smiled, half-jokingly:

"Really? That's fine too."

Mira stared at her for a few seconds and then laughed.

"I do think it's a pity, after all, it's much easier here than at headquarters."

She stubbed out her cigarette, turned and left the cabin, leaving the space to the exhausted Doris.

Soon, the Median transport plane, carrying seven mobile suits and a large number of spare parts, roared into the sky and took off. It crossed the Atlantic Ocean, luckily avoiding the Zeon forces' orbital surveillance and air patrols, and successfully arrived in France on August 19. Before even landing, Lin Xingyuan saw the armored units in the front-line formation, as well as the large pallet-class tanks that were ridiculously close to the front line.

"This place is way too close to the front lines!"