Gundam, driving a mass-produced machine will change the world

Chapter 216 A little heart-to-heart talk

"I heard that you, a busy man, are looking for me?"

While Eli was wondering whether Char, the narrow-minded guy, could understand his intention, he heard a familiar voice.

Looking up, I saw a tall woman in a Federation Army uniform leaning against the door frame, looking at Eli who was sitting at his desk.

"What is it, Captain Callahau?"

"Really? The federal army is only willing to give me the rank of captain after I joined."

"I didn't kill you because I restrained myself several times."

Eli didn't have a good face towards this guy Sima, and he had no intention of continuing to talk to her like this.

This former Zeon soldier is now Eli's subordinate.

Being able to forgive their sins does not mean that she can have freedom within the Earth Sphere.

The minimum requirement is that they either work under federal control or stay in the military and be under Eli's control.

As the leader, Sima chose to stay in the army. Most of his subordinates who had relied on Sima to survive also chose to stay in the army. Only a few chose to leave.

It is worth noting that, in fact, only Sima and several of her lieutenants hold military positions, while the others remain in this base as mercenaries.

This was in consideration of the sentiments of other Union soldiers.

Although Eli wanted to ease the relationship between the pure federal soldiers and this force, it ultimately came to nothing.

After all, it was difficult for Eli himself to treat them impartially.

"Anyway, what do you want me to do here?"

Sima walked into the office and closed the door.

The federal army uniform looked very out of place on her.

But Eli didn't mean to complain.

"The Federation has arranged a new mining fleet. Although the new Jupiter-class is still under construction, I plan to let you join the mining fleet now."

"Huh? That's too sudden."

Sima was about to sit on Eli's desk as usual, but she stopped when she heard this arrangement.

"You want me to go to that godforsaken place called Jupiter Circle? Are you serious?"

"You can bring all your subordinates with you."

"Ahem, tell me the details."

Sima, who was about to refuse immediately, opened the wine cabinet on the side of the office, took out a glass of whiskey, filled a glass with ice cubes, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"The situation is simple. I need you to confirm the situation of the Jupiter. I believe that the Axis fleet has launched an attack on the Helium 3 storage base, which means that they are likely to attack the Jupiter."

"It takes more than a year to get to Jupiter from here. If Axis really did something to the Jupiter, there's no point in going there now, right?"

Now that the discussion of this matter had officially begun, Sima naturally calmed down.

Taking a sip of wine to moisten his throat a little, Sima asked his question.

"The Federation has naturally thought of this, so I have the opportunity to cram an entire squadron of people into the Jupiter fleet. This time, we are not only setting out to confirm the safety of the Jupiter, but also to undertake the possible mission of retaking it."

Eli waited for a long time, but the guy in front of him didn't pour him a glass of wine, so he had to leave his seat, take a glass, pour himself a glass, and sit opposite Sima.

"We may even have to launch a crusade against Axis."

"A crusade? Then this time the Jupiter fleet is a big deal."

Seema's eyes sparkled.

"Let me guess. This time it's not just Onder-Tek, the Titans are also going to send troops, right?"

"exactly."

Eli nodded, and the two of them raised their glasses to each other and drank the wine. "Are you really not afraid of a fight on the way? You really trust me to go alone?"

"How could that be? Of course I will send others to go with me."

Eli cut off the guy's unrealistic conjecture.

"...Okay, it's about time you tell me what you really want me to do."

He is such a sharp-sighted person. No wonder he was able to lead a group of subordinates and successfully find a glimmer of hope in such a complicated situation.

"Make sure the Titans don't get all the Helium-3, even if you betray us and take the Helium-3 to Axis."

"?"

Seema tilted her head.

"What? You've finally been invaded by power and are doing something like this that disregards social development and is trying to oppress each other?"

Sima chuckled and commented.

……

Eli was unable to speak out what he knew about the atrocities committed by the Titans.

"It's not about power... but I do want to profit from this incident for myself."

Eli's eyes dodged, as if he was slightly ashamed of what he was about to say.

"Just think of it as a greater good. If the Titans, no, the Federation continues like this."

In the end, Eli did not express the idea directly, but expressed it in a more obscure way.

"What you want to do will get you beheaded."

There was not much teasing in Sima's words, but they became serious.

Sima is by no means a new human, but his ability to read people's expressions has long been perfected.

"If you do this half-heartedly, you're bound to fail."

"I know about this kind of thing."

Eli stood up, turned around and walked towards the French window.

He looked at the scene outside the colony satellite and drank the wine in his hand.

Feeling the sudden burning sensation in his chest and stomach, Eli slowly exhaled a breath of hot air.

"Our ancestors have already done it, I am just imitating them poorly."

Looking at Eli with his back to him, Sima's hand was also stroking the wine glass.

“When you can articulate your vision in front of the world, I’m naturally drawn to doing that.”

In the end, Sima neither refused nor agreed. Instead, she said this, turned around and left the office, leaving Eli standing there.

I know that I can’t even convey to others what kind of society I want to create, let alone change this society.

But now is not the time...

The conflict has not been intensified, and the party that cannot hold back first will undoubtedly fall into a disadvantage.

Eli believed that Blekes must have the same idea, so everything Augu had done so far was still within the scope of social regulations.

He raised the glass again and put some crushed ice into his mouth to relieve the pain of his tongue that had been bitten in the previous battle.

After all, Eli is only 24 years old now, and it is a bit difficult to ask him to make such a decision.

"But I can't continue to be a pilot...Char."

(End of this chapter)