Why would I join the army if I can’t drive a Gundam!

Chapter 133 is like a steel knife piercing the enemy's chest!
As the whistling barrage exploded on the ground, above the clouds, Zeon's Dopp fighters were also locked in fierce combat with a massive number of Swordfish.

Both sides' pilots were equally determined to win, and fought to the death with everything they had. Amidst the roar of machine guns and the whistling of missiles, warplanes kept losing their wings, falling to the ground with flames and thick smoke.

The fierce aerial battle left Zeon pilots with no time to even look below the battlefield, as a massive flight formation was brazenly passing beneath them.

Occasionally, Dopp fighter pilots who were crashing would catch a glimpse of the massive formation before ejecting, but they were powerless to do anything about it. They could only wait to eject, reach the ground, find their own troops, and then notify them.

But at this moment, this group of aircraft had already safely broken through the Zeon air defense network and reached the rear of the defensive line, despite the interference from the rice grains.

"Major Klinney, five minutes left!"

In the dimly lit cockpit, Lieutenant Matilda grabbed the communicator beside her and reported to Macariuston in the rear cockpit.

"understand!"

Then, Lieutenant Matilda pulled a button, and a red flare was fired from the flying Midia aircraft.

"Five minutes left!"

Upon seeing the signal, the pilots of the dozen or so Media transport planes behind Matilda's aircraft, as well as the seven newly commissioned Steel Bailey transport planes, quickly notified their respective pilots.

As an elite unit, the Red Dragons would never go to the front lines to act as a suicide squad carrying explosives to blow up bunkers. Such a mission would be meaningless to the Red Dragons. As an all-ace pilot unit, they should undertake more important and arduous tasks.

For example, at this moment, while the Federation forces were breaking through the defenses with unstoppable momentum, the Red Dragons led another battalion of mobile warriors assigned to them directly to the rear of the Zeon defenses.

Their mission was to cut off Highway 80 and capture Winnemaca, a city in the middle of the highway, thus completely eliminating any possibility of the Zeon army withdrawing along Highway 80.

This highway is currently the only standardized road available to the Zeon forces. Relying on this road, flatbed trucks carrying mobile soldiers can travel hundreds of kilometers overnight. However, if it is cut off, the Zeon forces will not be without a way to retreat, but their heavy equipment will have to spend precious motor hours to leave through unpaved roads, because flatbed trucks cannot pass through these roads.

Therefore, the importance of Highway 80 to the Zeon army is self-evident!

The crucial task of cutting off this highway requires an elite force, capable of tackling tough challenges, which is itself a tough nut to crack.

Meanwhile, in the transport aircraft cabin, where effective communication was impossible due to interference after receiving the red signal flare, the Federation pilots were making their final preparations.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Then, Lieutenant Matilda pressed a button, and the lights in the cabin began to flash rapidly. After that, she released another green flare.

"Signal received, open the cockpit!"

Amuro, are you scared?

Looking at the original Gundam standing right in front of him, Macarius placed his hand on the other's mobile suit and established communication between the two mobile suits.

"A little, after all, it was my first time experiencing an airdrop!"

"You'll get used to it. It's all fully automatic. You just need to control the landing posture of the aircraft!"

"Let me show you!"

Then, Macarius piloted the G3 Gundam and jumped out of the open hatch.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Amuro closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and jumped down after Macarius.

"That's it, little brother, we're stepping into hell with our bare feet!"

With Makarius's encouragement, the pre-programmed parachutes opened one by one, and then, following the preset coordinates, the aircraft was gradually guided towards Winnipeg.

The town was not large, with a permanent population of only a few thousand. After the Zeon army occupied the area, they expelled the locals and established a small support base there to maintain equipment and replenish water for friendly forces passing through the road.

Although the interference from the rice grains rendered the base's communication and detection equipment useless, the base itself still had many lookout and guard personnel. Therefore, the arrival of Midia was naturally noticed by the garrison there.

"bomber?"

"It seems so, but why did they turn back? We didn't hear them dropping bombs."

While the Zeon soldiers hiding in the trenches were still wondering, the officer squatting next to him realized what was going on.

"Prepare for battle! Those aren't bombers, they're transport planes! The Federation forces have airdropped supplies over our heads!"

As he shouted, a piercing battle alarm was sounded, and then, in Makarius's eyes, the Zeon base, which had just been lit up, was plunged into darkness.

Then, a few tracer bullets tentatively flew out from the ground, clearly indicating that the Zeon forces had also spotted the approaching Federation mobile suits through their observation equipment.

"That's good, it will prevent innocent civilians from being killed or injured!"

To ensure the safety of civilians, Makarius did not intend to have the air force conduct carpet bombing. Of course, if he knew that the civilians here had already been imprisoned, he might not have had this concern!
Therefore, in order to clear the way for friendly forces, Lieutenant Matilda's Midia consisted only of herself and Amuro.

With just a gentle push, Macarius caused the G3 Gundam to raise its right hand, which was holding a double-barreled rifle.

"I like this reaction speed!"

Thanks to the fully upgraded reconnaissance components, Makarius, still in mid-air, had already seen the Zeon forces' configuration on the ground. The anti-aircraft guns deployed in the base were firing at them, while the mobile suits and tanks were still being hastily started up in the hangar.

Then, the upper and lower barrels of the beam rifle, having completed their energy charging, emitted two beams of scorching purple light in succession, easily igniting the two anti-aircraft guns that were firing.

"Aren't our mobile suits ready yet?"

The moment the beam appeared, the Zeon commander knew something was terribly wrong. Most of the Federation mobile suits used beam weapons that were still beam spray guns, which were not capable of firing at such a distance. So, the attackers were obviously the Federation's elite forces.

Just as he was asking the question, several beams of light fell from the sky. Then, an anti-aircraft position in the base was subjected to a horrific secondary explosion. The wreckage of the anti-aircraft guns that were blown away even flew into the air and took five or six seconds to fall heavily to the ground.

Then, the last air defense position fell silent a few seconds later.

"Pick up your weapons and quickly set up the missiles on the roof!"

Commander Zeon looked up and could see the huge black shadow that almost filled his entire field of vision. When the machine was still more than ten meters away from the ground, the machine's thrusters reversed their thrust to slow it down. By the faint light from the thrusters, Commander Zeon recognized the identity of the incoming machine.

"Gundam... Gundam!"

At the same time, behind the commander, a Zaku 1, finally started up, rushed out of the hangar, 105mm machine gun in hand. "The enemy is right in front of us!"

"Nani?"

The Zaku pilot was still subconsciously looking up at the sky when, to his surprise, a huge black shadow came crashing straight down on him.

The next instant, a purple beam pierced through the body of the Zaku I. Then, the beam passed through the Zaku I and shot into the hangar behind it, followed by a violent explosion inside the hangar.

“Crows fly!”

Marcarius maneuvered the G3 Gundam and kicked it directly onto the Zaku I he had destroyed, then glided down to the center of the Zeon base.

Then, the roar of the 60mm Gatling gun filled the camp, and the Zeon commander standing at the foot of the Gundam watched as everything in sight was set on fire and destroyed.

He tried to take a step, but his legs felt like they were made of lead. Just then, he heard heavy footsteps coming from nearby. The commander turned around and saw two more Zaku tanks emerge from the hangar not far away.

"Fire!"

At the commander's roar, the two Zaku raised their machine guns, one 105mm and the other 120mm. The muzzles of the two machine guns immediately spewed out scorching flames, and then the barrage was completely blocked by the heavy shield that stretched across in front of the Gundam. The impact of the explosion and the heat wave even burned the commander's face with a burning pain.

The pilot of a Zaku ran out of ammunition first, and without time to reload, he dropped his weapon, drew his heat axe, and charged toward the Gundam.

It was only a dozen meters away, and the opponent could be slashed with a simple arm movement, but the Gundam slightly moved its shield, and then the dark muzzle of the gun, glowing with purple light, was pressed against the Zaku's face.

"No!"

With a flash of purple light, the Zaku I, whose cockpit had become a melted void, collapsed to its knees, while the other Zaku II had also run out of ammunition. Seeing that the Gundam seemed to have fallen into a firing loophole, the pilot was naturally overjoyed. However, when he pulled out the Heat Axe and took his first step, the Gundam's right hand rose up a little more, revealing the second gun barrel below.

"How come he has two pipes?"

The Zaku pilot's vision went black, and his machine staggered and fell to the ground.

"Da da da!"

After destroying the three mobile suits, a Marder infantry fighting vehicle suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and its 20mm shells struck the Gundam's armor, sending up a shower of metallic sparks.

The infantry fighting vehicle driver floored the accelerator and charged straight past Makarius's right side. As Makarius turned to fire his head cannon at the infantry fighting vehicle, two Magellas emerged from where the enemy had just appeared.

"It's so close, don't miss!"

"No, give it to me..."

Before the gunner could finish speaking, another beam of light shot from a distance, melting both Magella tanks from left to right.

Then, the shadow that had been shooting in the darkness leaped up and landed directly on an unmanned jeep, crushing it.

When the Zeon commander looked at the second mobile suit, his mind went blank, because it was the second Gundam.

"Thank you, Amuro!"

Makarius had actually noticed the two Magellas. Although he turned around, his shield remained raised to the side. He had intended to use the serrated edge on his shield to smash the two Magellas, but Amuro stole the kill instead.

"It's nothing, Major, it's what I should do!"

Amuro was also firing his first cannon at the Zeon forces in the camp. The boy, no longer a battlefield novice, was calm and decisive. When several Zeon soldiers secretly set up anti-tank missiles on the roof and fired them at his mobile suit, Amuro controlled the original to jump and dodge the missiles before they could accelerate, and destroyed the artillery group in mid-air.

"I'll cover your rear!"

"Very good, Amuro, you are now a qualified pilot!"

With Amuro providing cover, Makarius then turned his attention to the few hangars in front of him that had not yet been destroyed. The Zeon army had certainly activated more mobile suits than these, but because the first three mobile suits had died too quickly, the subsequent mobile suits dared not make any feigned movements.

But now, Makarius has come knocking on our door!

Instead of going in and opening fire, he took out a mobile suit grenade, which he had captured from Zeon. Now, it was as if he was returning it to its rightful owner!

Sure enough, when he threw his grenade into the dark hangar, heavy footsteps came from inside, and two Zaku emerged from the shadows, only to be shot down by beam rifles.

Upon hearing Makarius fire, another Zaku tank rushed out from the second hangar, carrying a 180mm cannon with a barrel as long as a fishing rod on its shoulder. At that moment, Makarius's back was exposed in front of the Zaku tank.

Before the Zaku tank had even come to a complete stop, a gleaming beam saber slashed out from the side.

"Why is there another Gundam?"

Under Amuro's cover, Makarius decisively blocked the Zeon heavy forces in the hangar, so much so that when the friendly mobile suits that landed later attacked the town, the Zeon troops on the outskirts only had light machine guns and rocket launchers to resist the siege of dozens of mobile suits.

The result was obvious: with just one volley of fire, the Zeon defenses crumbled, and large numbers of infantrymen were wiped out on the battlefield before they could even escape.

When they arrived at the base to reinforce the two Gundams, they found that the base was also in ruins, with only the two Gundams standing amidst the flames and wreckage, quietly accepting the surrender of the remaining Zeon forces.

"Boss, the whole town is captured!"

"Signal the transport planes to notify the second batch of reinforcements to depart as soon as possible. The fighting has already broken out on the front lines, and the Zeon forces could appear at any moment!"

Marcarius maneuvered his machine to the top of the hangar, and through the monitor, he could only see a flash of light on the horizon.

"Have the brothers immediately rebuild the fortifications, and see what other Zeon equipment we can use. You know, we now have the Zeon 2nd Division's Kunkun in our hands. If those guys are pushed to the limit, who knows what they might do!"

"Boss, there are ladies here, can't you be a little more polite?"

"elegant?"

After hearing Nagase Hotaru's complaint, Markarius thought about it seriously for a moment before speaking again.

"Alright, now we are like a steel knife plunged into the chest of the 2nd Zeon Division. As long as we keep slicing, we can pull out its internal organs to use as lubricant for the tank tracks, and then tear it out like intestines to use as a noose to strangle the enemy completely!"

　I originally planned to include the equipment images in the article, but some people said they didn't look good, so I've put them in the "Related to the Work" section. If I've missed any, please let me know so I can add them.
　　
　
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