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

Chapter 156 Until the End of the War
With the demise of the 2nd Division command, the Zeon forces within the encirclement found themselves in a truly difficult situation. Due to interference from the Mili, they were unable to obtain unified command and control, and the coordination and connection between various units immediately encountered huge problems.

Where should the retreating troops regroup?

"My team needs 5 liters of fuel. Where is the supply convoy?"

Why isn't the 4th Independent Regiment, which is responsible for supporting us, moving?

Where exactly is the division headquarters?

Normally, the command system should have a sequential connection according to the plan, but unfortunately, the division command was not clean enough, so the connection of command authority was not specified. In addition, due to interference from the rice grains, the brigade commanders could only issue orders to nearby units indiscriminately, which seriously interfered with the previous combat deployment. The troops that should have been focused on breaking through the Federal Army's defense line were transferred to reinforce the defense line, while the logistics troops in the rear became the main attacking force because they did not receive orders.

Although the opposing Federation forces were also somewhat disorganized, the large number of mobile messengers and wired communications compensated for this problem. In addition, the Federation forces had a clear objective, focusing their attacks on the Zeon forces. No matter what the enemy was, they would engage them, surround them, and eliminate them. There were even instances where different Federation units collided without any coordination. Then, the two forces would join forces and fight the enemy to the bitter end. Only after the enemy was annihilated could the commanders on both sides begin to painstakingly sort out their own personnel and equipment from the mixed-up soldiers.

In order to coordinate with the annihilation battle within the encirclement, other units of the Federation Army also launched attacks on the Zeon defenses during the same period, especially the California base, which received special attention. As a result, Kalma's idea of ​​sending reinforcements to rescue the besieged allies was forced to be shelved.

The California base is now truly devoid of troops. Large numbers of Zeon logistics units have been forced to take up rifles and anti-tank rocket launchers to become frontline infantry. As for the undead divisions that were previously looked down upon by Zeon commanders, they have become highly sought after, because at least the members of this unit have received complete military training. However, in the previous series of battles, these undead divisions were heavily consumed in the fighting against the Federation forces. As a result, only two engineer battalions remain intact as undead troops at the California base, and they are responsible for repairing and reinforcing the defenses under Federation artillery fire.

The last bit of help Karma could offer was to provide final fire support to the Zeon forces trapped within the encirclement.

But none of this could stop the Zeon army from its destruction. The Federation forces, which had assembled three armies and seventeen divisions from the north and south, fought a bloody battle for three days without sleep, supported by artillery fire several times over from the rear. Then, when the Federation GMs charged onto the Zeon positions and saw the mobile suits in front of them after passing through countless pieces of artillery dust, they instinctively prepared to fire, only to suddenly realize that it was not a Zeon one-eyed mobile suit, but a Federation sunglasses mobile suit.

At this moment, Jim's pilots realized that they had completely crushed the last resistance of the Zeon forces in the encirclement and successfully rendezvoused with their allies.

Meanwhile, Makarius, piloting his own mobile suit, joined forces with the Red Dragon Battalion, which was blocking the retreating Zeon forces in the south.

"I am back!"

"Welcome back!"

Ignoring the smell of sweat from continuous battles, Nagase Hotaru gave Macarius a hug first, which Macarius gladly accepted. However, when Amuro tried to hug him, he was firmly rejected!

"You're covered in sweat, go take a shower!"

"You lecherous bastard, you act like you're cleaner than me!"

Amuro angrily punched the jeep parked nearby and then said.

"I also wanted to tell you that I ran into that red comet from the Zeon army again!"

"Really? Did you kill him?"

Marcarius picked up the energy drink delivered by logistics and gulped it down, asking indistinctly.

"That was close! That guy was too fast; he even kicked me!"

Amuro sighed helplessly. Char's timing was too perfect. It was nighttime, and the Red Dragon Battalion was repelling a Zeon brigade's near-suicidal charge. Amuro had just pierced two Zakus and hadn't even had time to react when Char appeared, charging towards him in his High Mobility Zaku, clearing a path with a rocket launcher. Amuro, who had been on high alert, had run out of ammunition for his beam rifle and could only retaliate with his beam saber and head cannon. After detonating the rockets, he expected to face the heat axe of a High Mobility Zaku, but instead, he was met with Char leaping into action!

Char leaped into the air, using the original's shoulder to accelerate, and landed a thousand meters away. Then, without looking back, the opponent completed the retreat at three times the speed and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"As expected of the Crimson Comet, even its retreat is three times the normal speed. Hopefully, it can maintain this speed in other situations as well!"

"By the way, what are the troop losses?"

"Three pilots are seriously injured, and seven aircraft are damaged! In addition, one Strike Guntank needs to be returned to the factory!"

Nagase Hotaru had already prepared the documents and handed them to Makarius.

"It's good that there were no losses. As for the wounded brothers, let everyone take turns going out on duty to take care of them! What's the situation with the steel tank?!"

"Lieutenant Eileen fired the cannon right up to someone's head again, and the barrel exploded!"

"What was the result?"

"Seven days of confinement!"

"That's not enough. Make her write another 50,000-word self-criticism! Cancel her one-year vacation!"

Marcarius waved his hand dismissively. Damaging military equipment could be a big deal or a small one. Infantrymen knew to cherish their weapons like wives after they were issued them, but one of his men had jumped out and used a mobile suit as a disposable bomb. This definitely deserved severe punishment. However, considering that he also liked to point guns at other people's heads, Marcarius didn't pursue the matter too much, after all, his own record wasn't clean either.

Of course, there won't be any major punishment, but there will still be some minor consequences! Lieutenant Eileen should prepare to spend her weekends sweeping the streets of the barracks for the next year!
After finishing his miscellaneous tasks for the brigade, Markarius finally remembered that he had been asked to deliver a few words.

"Ask if Nurse Sierra is here, and have her come to my office!"

Then, feeling uneasy, Serra knocked on the tent flap of Macarius's tent.

"Please come in!"

"Sir!"

Seeing Markarius's serious expression, Sera's heart skipped a beat. Had this day finally come?

Despite feeling uneasy, Sera naturally sat down opposite Markarius.

"What would you like to drink? I have juice, coffee, and tea. But, never mind, I'll have this!"

Marcarius rummaged through his cupboard and quickly found the milk his family had sent him. The production date on the packaging was even just two days ago, indicating that it had been delivered right after leaving the production line.

"Try this, it's much better than the dehydrated milk powder that's provided with us!"

"It is indeed very delicious, but sir, is there something you need from me?"

"Yes, I have a recording here, left by an older brother for his younger sister. I think his sister should listen to it!"

Makarius left the recording behind, then got up and left the tent. He wasn't sure if Sera would cry, but he eventually moved all the nearby sentries further away, while he sat in the jeep next to him, staring blankly at the soldiers passing by.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Serra, with bloodshot eyes, stepped out of the tent and walked toward Makarius.

"Have you finished listening?" "Yes, thank you, sir!"

"Just call me Kliny, sir. I'm getting goosebumps from hearing it so often!"

Hearing Makarius make such a sarcastic remark about his military rank, Serra couldn't help but laugh.

"So, you knew our identities all along?"

"Yeah, only someone like Karma, blinded by love, wouldn't know that your brother completely fooled her!"

"I never imagined that Xia Ya would actually be my brother!"

"There's a lot more to him than you think. He's so young and already doing all sorts of bad things, smoking, drinking, getting perms, and it's one thing to be hooking up with Karma and that old woman Kycilia, but he's also keeping underage girls on the side. You'd better have a good talk with him next time you see him!"

Sera couldn't help but laugh again.

"He said in the recording, 'If you say anything bad about him, don't believe it!'"

"No, I'm saying nice things. He didn't have an easy time outside. He even had to sell his body to get revenge. If this were made into a TV series, it would definitely win an award!"

"I'd rather he let it go!"

"How can you let him go? Make him live with you under an assumed name in some small place? Impossible. You've seen it yourself. Where in the entire world is there peace now? Billions of people can just disappear like that. If you want to live your own life, you'll have to be left alone first!"

Makarius pointed to the sky.

"So your father was really blind back then, willing to use anyone in order to oppose the Federation!"

Sera was speechless, wanting to refute Makarius, but unable to find a reason, so she could only say...

"But the Earth Federation's exploitation of space dwellers is also real!"

"Yes, but what did the Principality of Zeon, who was seen as the embodiment of hope for space dwellers, do? Have you ever seen a colony completely wiped out by poison gas?"

"I've seen the video before!"

“I took that picture. During the Battle of Britain, I led the team that blew up Iphisius Island. I will never forget that sight. I don’t know what your father would say if he were still alive, but he certainly wouldn’t have done that!”

"sorry!"

"Don't tell me you haven't done anything wrong. It's just that there are too many inhuman people at the top. Do you know why I've let your brother go several times?"

"why?"

"Because he's trying to change the world with his own power, but he's impatient and likes to go astray, so I have to push him a little harder from time to time, and if necessary, I have to give him a beating!"

"I just want him to be safe!"

"That might be a bit difficult. Do you know why I'm talking to you about this?"

"Because of my identity?"

Makarius nodded.

"Although we are unsure what the situation will be like after the war, you and he will have to bear some responsibility, after all, your identities are special!"

Sera remained silent for a long time, then nodded.

"So, will you guarantee our safety?"

"Of course, but only if you don't try to be clever or take matters into your own hands. I prefer to discuss things together!"

"You don't want to see Char get skewered by my beam rifle, do you?"

"I understand!"

Sera nodded. Makarius's openness put her at ease. Although they hadn't known each other for long, his character was reliable, so at least she didn't have to worry about her safety anymore!
But Makarius's surprise for Sera didn't stop there. Just as the Red Dragon Squadron was taking a short break that night to repair their aircraft and replenish ammunition, a Steel Belly flew in from Cheyenne Mountain Base and landed outside the Red Dragon Squadron's camp. Then, a man and a woman dressed in Federation Army uniforms but without rank insignia squeezed into Makarius's tent under the cover of darkness.

The visitors were none other than the Lambarar couple. When they saw Sera, Lambarar was so happy that he couldn't stop crying. After all, in a way, they were Sera's only family.

Harmon, in particular, held Xia Ya's son and Nasera her daughter tightly, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at her from all sides until she was sure that Nasera had no other problems besides being a little thinner.

"Klini, I want to stay here and take care of Sera, is that okay?"

Hamon then planned to stay with the Red Dragons and become Sera's caretaker.

"No, Aunt Harmon, I'm an adult now. I can take care of myself. You and Uncle Lamba must have important work to do!"

Ramball did have a legitimate job; he was there to receive Zeon prisoners of war. The new Zeon Defense Force had been established, and the next step was to fill it with manpower. After the annihilation of the 2nd Division, the Federation had captured a number of Zeon boy soldiers. Rather than leaving these guys in the POW camps, it was better to hand them over to Ramball for training. These boy soldiers hadn't been completely brainwashed and could still be saved.

Therefore, Hamon is indeed an indispensable helper for Rambalar, after all, many young soldiers really need the presence of a caring mother.

After staying for a short while, Lanbarar had to leave. They didn't have much free time, and they also needed to report their whereabouts, which was quite troublesome.

Before leaving, Ramball extended his hand to Makarius.

"I entrust this to Sera. I hope that after the war, these children can find a peaceful place and live happily ever after!"

"Yes, old man, just wait and see when the war ends!"

"Alright, kid, I'll be waiting!"

(End of this chapter)