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

Chapter 138 What friendship and bonds? I don't understand!

"Watch the 12 o'clock position, Gundam is there!"

"Keep moving, don't get locked on by the enemy!"

"Release smoke! Release smoke! We must withdraw from the battlefield!"

"Damn it, the captain got hit, my whole squadron is wiped out!"

Karma's seemingly casual remark about holding him back became an unforgettable and painful memory for the Zeon pilots of the Royal Guard Division.

Under the commander's orders, the two mobile suit battalions deployed their attack formations directly on the plains, and the Zeon mobile suits then experienced firsthand the unreasonable power of the so-called beam rifles.

Marcarius took down a half-Zeon squadron of mobile suits in less than five minutes with an average rate of 1.5 shots per unit, while the remaining half-Zeon Zaku was destroyed by a GM battalion defending the area.

The accuracy of the Federation Army's newly equipped MG79 rifles at a range of over 1,000 meters is far superior to that of the Zaku's 120mm mortar. In open-ground firefights, the Zaku is at a significant disadvantage. Although the Zaku usually compensates for this by closing the distance, at this moment, their charge is nothing more than turning a stationary target into a moving one for Makarius.

"It's definitely more enjoyable when there's no beam-blocking coating!"

Makarius looked at the large red cursor on the monitor, then pulled the trigger again. The next second, thousands of meters away, another Zaku was shot down!
"Commander Kalmar, how much longer? My men can't hold on any longer!"

Seeing that one of their commander units had been sniped from a distance as soon as their third squadron made its debut, the commander of the Guard Brigade could only urge them on anxiously.

"Hang in there a little longer, Brigade Commander Hyman!"

"Sir, this is no longer a question of how long we can hold out; my men are falling in this futile charge!"

They are being slaughtered!

The Guards Brigade originally planned to wait for the Dabud-class aircraft to arrive before launching their attack. After all, with air support intercepted by the Federation Air Force, the Zeon forces had very little firepower available. However, the Dabud-class aircraft did not adopt the Federation's air-cushion design but instead used a tracked structure, which naturally slowed it down considerably.

"Then keep going! Even if that guy is slaughtering us, keep attacking! Colonel Hyman, our troops inside the encirclement are being slaughtered too!"

Karma rarely lost his temper. His lack of prestige inevitably led to such problems. However, after his outburst, Karma didn't forget to offer the other party a sweet treat.

"I will send reinforcements to support you, and you can slow down your attack as long as that guy is still on the front line!"

"Many thanks!"

Upon receiving the order to slow down the attack, the surviving Zeon pilots breathed a sigh of relief. Most of them simply found a simple earthen mound to hide their mobile suits behind it and started using the "black uncle shooting method." After all, the weapons and the fire control systems of the mobile suits were connected, so this did not affect aiming.

However, some people couldn't stand the Zeon's dawdling and knew that the other side was trying to stall them. Makarius simply turned around and left. As a result, the Zeon pilots, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, had no choice but to launch another fierce attack under orders.

As soon as they got up, they discovered that the G3 Gundam had returned and seized the opportunity to take two more unlucky guys with it.

"Why does that guy seem to be manipulating us?"

Commander Hyman immediately sensed something was wrong, but before he could report, good news came from Kalmar.

"Colonel Hyman, our flanking forces are in position!"

"However, sir, I've observed that the Red Dragon seems to have sensed our intentions!"

"It's alright, his direct troops haven't been deployed yet, so he's feeling confident. But soon, he'll be in a panic!"

Karma's flanking force was indeed composed of elite troops: Rambaar's Royal Guard Battalion, Midnight Fenrir Squadron, and the Noisy Fairy Squadron. These three units, riding on the coattails of the fat uncle and taking advantage of the terrain, successfully landed on the north side of the town. Then, this assault force, equipped with at least three highly mobile Zakus, immediately launched a swift attack on the northern guard units.

Because the northern part of the city is separated by a river, this area is not considered a defensive position of the Union Army. It is only guarded by a small squad of GMs, a platoon of Type 61 tanks, and a few scattered paratroopers. Their mission is not to fight, but to keep watch.

Therefore, when faced with the Zeon army's surprise attack, Squad Leader Jim immediately ordered the others to retreat, while his squad charged towards the enemy.

"Damn it, something's wrong with this Zaku!"

When the squad leader saw the high-mobility Zaku, he instinctively opened fire. However, to his surprise, the enemy skillfully dodged the barrage and returned fire with a rocket launcher.

"This is a tough one. Retreat and let the Red Dragon Brigade handle it!"

Seeing the small building collapse in front of him, Squad Leader Jim immediately shouted.

Before they could retreat much, a high-mobility Zaku belonging to Midnight Fenrir rushed into the city and launched an attack on the squad's second unit.

"I'm being harassed!"

Jim, the pilot, felt as if his opponent was lightning fast. His aim couldn't keep up with the opponent's movements, and he could only rely on his shield for cover. However, the explosion's flames limited his vision, and before the smoke cleared, a heat axe had already flown to his face.

Jim's pilot instinctively raised his shield, but a small building next to him suddenly collapsed. Then, the high-mobility Zaku crashed out from the right, knocking his mech off balance.

"Unit Two? Unit Three, come with me to support Unit Two!"

As soon as Squad Leader Jim turned around, he heard his teammate scream in agony. Looking at the monitor behind him, he saw that a Tiger, painted with a wolf's head emblem, had wrapped its right hand with a heat whip. Behind the Tiger was a Zaku Marine armed with a live-fire rifle.

The next second, the rifle in the hand of the ground Zaku roared and slammed into the chest of Number Three GM.

Before Jim could even fall, the tiger pulled out a heat sword with its other hand and stabbed him through the neck.

"Damn it!"

Captain Jim could only continue firing as he retreated alone; his teammates were beyond saving!
Just as he was about to retreat to the riverbank, another rocket came hurtling in and hit him.

Thanks to the shield's protection, Captain Jim's cockpit was relatively safe, but half an arm and Jim's head were missing. When Captain Jim activated the backup monitor, he discovered that a second High Mobility Zaku had already rushed towards his face.

The next second, the thermal axe cleaved Jim into pieces.

"This is the Midnight Fenrir team, they're really strong!"

When Ramball led his special-equipped Tiger into the city, he saw the wreckage of three GMs still emitting blue smoke. These were the work of Midnight Fenrir's team. This team consisted of five people: one High Mobility Zaku, one Tiger, and three Ground Zakus. It was a well-equipped team, and they did indeed quickly break through the Federation's defenses and penetrate into the central part of Winnemaca.

"boom!"

Despite the cover provided by the GM, the Type 61 tanks were still entangled by Midnight Fenrir during their withdrawal, and two tanks were destroyed en route.

The remaining Type 61 tanks could only retreat while reversing, but the Zaku was faster. With another rocket launched, another tank was destroyed.

The platoon leader's vehicle in front of the tank also suffered track damage in the explosion, immediately reducing the tank's speed. "Haha, I'll take care of this guy!"

Seeing that the Type 61 tank was doomed, Sergeant Manning of the Midnight Fenrir squad excitedly leaped up with his Tiger, then drew his heat sword, ready to use it to finish off the tank. But as he rushed to the tank and raised his weapon, a cannon shot suddenly rang out, and his Tiger was blown off balance, crashing into a nearby building.

"There are enemies!"

Squad leader Lieutenant Schmidt quickly spotted a group of GMs approaching their position; the one that had just hit the tiger was a GM equipped with a recoilless rifle.

"Just a mere Federal Army!"

Subsequently, the Fenrir team's pilots quickly approached the enemy under the cover of the building. However, when faced with the attacking enemy, GM, after running out of ammunition, simply drew his beam saber instead of retreating.

"It's no use, you can't handle it..."

Austin, another sergeant piloting a Zaku, was still preparing to use a feint to deceive the defenders before finishing them off with his axe. However, Jim saw through his feint, and Austin, because he didn't sheath his sword in time, was hit by the shield and almost lost his balance.

"He's an expert!"

"I know these guys are strong; they're from the Red Dragon Brigade!"

"Manning, come help!"

While the four mechs and four GMs were fighting, the tiger, which had been beaten crookedly before, was still struggling to crawl out of the ruins. The shell hit slightly off course and did not penetrate the tiger's body. Therefore, Sergeant Major Manning was unharmed except for some dizziness and tinnitus.

If he climbs out and helps take down a GM, then the squad can naturally rely on their numerical advantage to eliminate the enemy.

But as the pilot maneuvered the Tiger out of the ruins and grabbed the fallen thermal sword to charge at a GM, Sergeant Major Manning heard footsteps coming from his side.

"Still want to sneak attack me?"

The sergeant decisively raised the 35mm autocannon in his right hand and pulled the trigger at the enemy who was about to walk out of the intersection.

Then, a barrage of bullets exploded out there.

After firing nearly a hundred rounds, the sergeant, thinking the enemy was probably dead, stopped firing. Then, through the suddenly dissipating smoke and dust, he saw a cratered shield.

"not dead?"

"Just as the sergeant was about to fire again, the shield suddenly moved aside, revealing the head hidden behind it."

"This is?"

The sergeant's eyes widened suddenly, and then he let out a high-pitched scream like a soprano.

"Gundam!"

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Amuro decisively pulled the trigger, using his beam rifle to take down the tiger in front of him.

"Sergeant Major Manning?"

"asshole!"

Seeing his teammate fall, Lieutenant Schmitzer, piloting the High Mobility Zaku, immediately forced back the GM in front of him with two powerful axe blows. Then, he accelerated his machine, smashed past the opponent, and pounced on Amuro.

Amuro, seeing the Zaku suddenly accelerate, fired a shot but missed. However, he quickly created distance and began firing his head cannon at the enemy, while simultaneously charging up his second shot with his right hand.

Then, the high-mobility Zaku swung its axe and chopped down.

"That's a lot of effort!"

Amuro blocked two of the opponent's attacks with his shield, and then realized that the machine in front of him was indeed very different from the ordinary Zaku.

His second shot also failed to fire; in fact, it was deflected by Zaku's shield, which then destroyed an entire street of houses.

Without the slightest hesitation, Amuro immediately jumped back and began charging his third shot. The High Mobility Zaku also pressed forward, but as he landed, the Founder Gundam suddenly crashed into him, then smashed Lieutenant Schmitzer's axe with its shield. Amuro then raised his gun with his right hand and thrust it forward, piercing through the High Mobility Zaku in front of him.

"Lieutenant?"

The remaining three members of Midnight Fenrir did not expect that Lieutenant Schmitzer would also be killed by a single shot in less than thirty seconds. However, the remaining three mechs were still entangled with the GM in front of them, and the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, unable to spare any attention to deal with the opponent's threat.

Fortunately, at this time, the main force led by Ramball finally entered the central city and came face to face with the original Gundam.

"Huh? How come there's a Gundam here?"

When Ramball saw the original, his heart skipped a beat, and Char, who was on the Gau-class ship behind him, couldn't help but shudder when he saw the synchronized video.

"Isn't this guy in side 7?"

Unfortunately, no one could answer Char, because the next moment, the Red Dragon Brigade, which appeared along with Amuro, had already engaged in combat with Ramball and the others.

Having been freed from close-quarters combat thanks to reinforcements, the remaining three members of Midnight Fenrir's squad immediately pounced on the nearby Protoss.

"You bastard, I'll avenge the captain!"

Seeing the approaching enemy, Amuro instinctively raised his hand and fired another shot, taking down the Zaku at the forefront. However, facing the second mobile suit that was within arm's reach, he didn't have time to fire a second shot. He could only draw his beam saber and thrust it straight at the second Zaku. After that, the Zaku was also taken offline.

When the third Zaku lunged at him, Amuro easily deflected the axe and then stabbed through the cockpit with another blow, all without breaking a sweat.

With this, the renowned Midnight Fenrir squad of the Zeon army was taken offline. Their skills might be very strong for ordinary pilots, but the one they fought against was Amuro Ray, the second most powerful young pilot in the Federation Army.

"You're quite formidable, no wonder I sent you to launch a sneak attack. But now that I'm here, your plan has already failed!"

Amuro surveyed the chaotic battlefield and then locked onto a high-mobility Zaku that was moving at high speed. That machine, relying on its speed advantage, had already taken down a Federation GM and posed a significant threat to friendly forces.

He didn't know what kind of person the other pilot was; he could only see a green, butterfly-like symbol on the outer shell of the aircraft.

(End of this chapter)