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

Chapter 152 I Want to Be a Good Person!

"Our forces are making good progress and have successfully cut the enemy's group into two parts. Next, the Eighth Army and the Fifteenth Army will be responsible for the main attack on Seattle. Urban assault is different from field battles, and our casualties will be much greater. You all need to be mentally prepared..."

As the generals gathered around the electronic map, discussing military matters animatedly, the Irish lieutenant general, sitting alone not far away, felt a deep unease.

Because the victory before him had nothing to do with him; in fact, the more victorious the Federation was, the more distressed he felt, and all of this was because of his identity.

Aside from his prestigious identity as a high-ranking general in the Federation Army, he was also a Zeon spy, or rather, not a Zeon spy, but a political opportunist, because he did not obey the Zabi family's orders and his relationship with them was merely a mutually beneficial exchange.

In the past, the Irish lieutenant general rose through the ranks of the military thanks to the Zabi family's provision of a great deal of classified intelligence about Zeon. In some respects, he was even considered one of the candidates to hold the reins of the Federation's military and political power, though his position was relatively low.

This is also why he cooperated with the Zabi family; it was all for profit. Now, with the Federation army's successive victories, all the political investments he made in the past are about to go down the drain. So, while everyone else is happy and even looking forward to the days after victory, only the Irish lieutenant general is frowning. After all, given his current situation, even if he wins, he is unlikely to have any further opportunities after the war. But if the Federation suffers consecutive defeats and even loses several high-ranking generals, then it is not impossible for him to become the commander-in-chief of the Federation army.

However, this is just wishful thinking. With Gundam around, it's unrealistic for the Zeon army to launch any decapitation strike counterattack. It's all Gundam's fault!
Thinking of this, the Irish general wished he could skin the head of Project RX alive, because Gundam had ruined his dream of promotion!

Just as he was feeling miserable in the corner, his adjutant suddenly walked in cautiously through a side door.

"Sir, Lieutenant Colonel Gordon is here!"

"What's that guy doing?!"

Ireland frowned, then got up and left the command post. After he left, Rebil, who had been staring at the electronic map without looking up, suddenly glanced at the other man's back.

The Irish lieutenant general returned to his office, and soon a lieutenant colonel, led by his adjutant, entered.

"What are you here for?"

"Lieutenant General, are you in such a hurry to sever ties with your old friend?"

The lieutenant colonel showed no respect for his superiors, instead calmly sitting down in his chair and lighting a cigarette.

"Old friends, I don't remember being old friends with you!"

Ireland calmly got up, walked over to the other person, grabbed the other person's head and slammed it hard on the table, causing the other person to scream in pain. Then, he took the cigarette from the other person's hand and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

"You...cough..."

"Aren't you afraid of us..."

"What are you afraid of? Have we had any contact before? I don't remember. Lieutenant Colonel Gao Man, I am a dignified general of the Federal Army. Do you think that a baseless accusation from the enemy can be detrimental to me?"

Ireland immediately released his grip, leaving the lieutenant colonel kneeling on the ground, coughing painfully.

"If you're asking for help, you should act like one. If you could win a single battle on the front lines and be a little more arrogant in front of me, I wouldn't mind. But now, your defense zone has been cut in two, and you're still jumping around here. What, do you want me to send some people to put some pressure on you?"

The adjutant beside him added perceptively.

"The Red Dragon Brigade is currently on standby at headquarters. I think that guy will be very happy to use some more Zeon heads to create strange landscapes!"
The fact that Macarius had twice piled up Zaku heads into mounds of skulls had become a minor, strange story among the ace pilots, with some even suggesting that he was using this method to sacrifice himself to the god of war, thereby gaining unparalleled power on the battlefield.

Of course, such talk is just something to chat about over tea or after a meal; gossiping about it in public will get you dragged into a dark room by the military police.

Upon hearing this, Lieutenant Colonel Goman couldn't help but shudder. Even with the current offensive, the Zeon army was struggling. If the Red Dragon were to make another dazzling appearance, he could only swallow the ash in his mouth and obediently stand up.

"Lieutenant General, my master wants to know if you are still our friend!"

"If you are of any use, then I certainly am!"

"We need you to provide a defense plan for the Federal Army, as our forces will launch a targeted counterattack tonight!"

What do you want to do?

"Reconnect Seattle and San Francisco!"

Ireland raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. Well, just when he was about to doze off, someone offered him a pillow. At this critical juncture, if the Union Army suffered a crushing defeat, Rebil's prestige would inevitably be shaken, and at that time, he might have an opportunity!
Moreover, this counterattack by the Zeon army also presents an opportunity; he could make some preparations in advance and recover some of his losses...

"Looks like not all of you over there are idiots!"

"So, how confident are you?"

"Ten percent!"

Lieutenant Colonel Gao Man was absolutely certain. At a time like this, he naturally had to appear even more confident. He didn't care whether others believed him or not; he had to believe it, one hundred percent!

"Then I have a request: you must inflict heavy losses on the Federal Army in one fell swoop, the greater the losses, the better! If you can take out a few frontline command posts, that would be even better!"

"No problem, of course. We will use our most elite forces to carry out this operation!"

"So, it's a pleasure doing business with you, my friend?"

"Happy cooperation!"

This time, the Irish lieutenant general had his adjutant bring him a glass of wine, and the previous unpleasantness between the two vanished instantly. If it weren't for the redness and swelling on the officer's face, no one would have remembered that a conflict had just broken out here.

After getting what he wanted, the lieutenant colonel prepared to leave because he needed to find a secluded place to send the intelligence back. It was impossible to send the intelligence back by his own body. The two sides were fighting fiercely on the front lines. No living thing could survive more than three seconds, whether it was in the sky or on the ground!

In fact, he was able to enter this place because Ireland had given him an access card. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to enter a general's private office, let alone get through the main gate!

As the colonel covered the marks on his head with his peaked cap, he walked to the back of the parking lot and found his car being used as a prop by two junior federal officers, who were busy smoking and spitting.

"Excuse me, I'm leaving now. Please keep your distance from my car!"

Looking at the cigarette ash on his car seat, Goldman couldn't help but recall the scene of Ireland feeding him cigarettes, and he immediately became angry. However, the two federal officers seemed not to hear him at all, and didn't even glance at him.

This prompted Goman to step forward and try to pull the other person away.

Then, the federal officer he had dragged spat mercilessly onto his clothes.

"I'm fighting for my life on the front lines, what's wrong with me leaning on your car?"

"Rogue soldiers!" Goman couldn't help but feel another headache coming on. How did the Federation Army, with its ragtag forces, manage to defeat Zeon? A mere lieutenant dared to go against him, a lieutenant colonel.

"Which unit are you from? Should I send the military police over to handle this?"

"So what if the military police are here? You office-sitting pretty boy, go ahead and shout if you dare!"

The federal officer gave him a sudden shove.

As he pushed, his hand reached for Goman's chest, where the documents he had obtained were located. Therefore, to prevent any accidents, Goman ultimately retaliated.

As soon as he threw a punch, the federal officer collapsed to the ground as if he had developed rickets. Before he could react, a squad of military police suddenly appeared.

"This is outrageous! Fighting and brawling in the headquarters! Take them away!"

Goman immediately sensed something was wrong. He wanted to get away as soon as possible, so he told the military police that he had a secret mission and needed to leave immediately. But the military police captain rolled his nose and said, word by word.

"Secret missions are your business. Fighting in headquarters will get us in trouble if the Commander-in-Chief finds out. We'll be taken away. If it's a secret mission, then let your superiors handle it!"

"My superior is an Irish lieutenant general!"

"My superior is General Rebil, take him away!"

Without saying a word, several military police officers grabbed the man and dragged him into the heavy fork-class warship moored behind the command post.

After being taken to the Heavy Fork, Goldman knew he was doomed. The military police and the provocative federal officers were all there on purpose, because the person standing in front of him was none other than King Klinney!

“I’ve met many people like you, very determined, no matter what punishment you suffer, you will not leak information. But it doesn’t matter, because I don’t care. You are so eager to know the deployment information of our army, which means you will probably launch a counterattack tonight. I think they must be very anxious. But if something happens to you, and they can’t contact you, they will contact Ireland directly. At that time, if they give you false information, what do you think will happen?”

Kim Klinney silently lit a cigarette and continued.

"And then, guess what Kycilia Zabi will see?"

An elite guard in combat armor then took a flexible screen and placed it in front of the other person. On it was a commendation video. Rebil himself was commending a Federation intelligence officer, and the face of the officer was none other than his own!

"What do you want to do?"

"Thanks to one of our double agents! He gave the Zeon army false intelligence, causing them to suffer heavy losses. Of course, he deserves a good reward. By the way, you can return to Zeon homeland as soon as possible. How about it, are you satisfied?"

Goldman was trembling all over. He was indeed loyal to Kycilia Zabi, but the question was whether she would believe him, and what about his family...

"By the way, guess who told you your identity? Looks like your relationship isn't very good!"

"Ireland!"

Goldman was already in an unstable state, and upon hearing the news that Ireland had betrayed him, he became even more furious.

"You're angry, aren't you? I won't force you. I won't ask you about Zeon's information. Why don't you talk about your grudges with Ireland? Although he has already explained everything, I still want to hear your story. The Kycilia Organization sent you to Earth a while ago, haven't you? Have you thought about going home?"

Seeing that Goldman hadn't said anything since calling out Ireland's name, King Collini sighed helplessly.

"Alright then, I won't ask anymore! You're a tough guy, so I'll send you on your way! But the journey will be a bit long, I hope you can get used to it!"

Then, four burly soldiers stepped forward and immediately blindfolded Gao Man, then bound his limbs. At the same time, one of the soldiers took out a dagger and stabbed Gao Man in the wrist. Unable to move, Gao Man could only feel the blood dripping onto the ground in the darkness.

Meanwhile, on the other side, watching Goman being executed in the video, Ireland, slumped beside the table, also looked pleadingly at Rebil.

"Sir, I have followed you for many years!"

"Yes, that's why I want you to confess everything. The other party has already confessed everything, now it's your turn. Confess everything clearly, and I might give you another chance. Otherwise..."

The Irish lieutenant general then proceeded to recount in detail all the despicable things he had done in the past.

Rebil listened to the whole thing without saying a word.

"You and Zeon have backup contact methods, right?"

"But that's only for emergency situations!"

"Then use it now. And your expression—whether you can retire with honors depends on your performance!"

"I see!"

Ireland nodded, and then said.

Rebil's reputation was indeed trustworthy, so Ireland undoubtedly chose to cooperate with them. After all, who would have thought that their identity would be discovered so quickly? It was all the fault of the damned Zabi family!
Rebil's tone suggested that the Zabi family had used him as a pawn in order to negotiate peace with the Federation. This infuriated the Irish lieutenant general, who had never seen anyone betray him so quickly. He believed Rebil's story and promptly contacted the Zeon liaison officer via his emergency channel.

"Your good-for-nothing got into a car accident. It's all because of him that I have to risk being exposed to contact you!"

Although Ireland trembled with fear in front of Reibille, he appeared imposing in front of Zeon's contact, who could only apologize to Ireland repeatedly and assure him that Zeon would never abandon an old friend.

The intelligence exchange was completed quickly, and Rebil shook his head as he looked at the sweating Ireland.

"Take him away!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, Goman, who felt his body gradually losing sensation in the darkness, couldn't help but wail in pain.

The sound of blood dripping onto the ground was too terrifying for him, trapped in the dark room, even overshadowing his fear of death. At that moment, all he wanted was to be a good person!

"I'll confess, I'll confess everything, please, I don't want to die, I'll confess everything!"

The only response he received was the dripping sound. When he realized that he was even feeling dizzy from blood loss, he screamed even more hysterically and even lost control of his bladder.

Then, just as he felt he was truly on his deathbed, the door was pushed open with a loud bang.

"I'll confess, I'll tell you everything, please!"

(End of this chapter)