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

Chapter 160 The End
"Kalma, you're a very good friend, it's just a pity your last name is Zabi!"

Xia Ya was also filled with mixed feelings. For a moment, he even wanted to put aside past grievances and help the other party, but in the end, he chose to stand still and silently watch the other party.

"Zabi's house?"

Although Karma didn't know the specific reason, when Xia said those words, the confusion and resentment he had felt towards Xia suddenly dissipated considerably.

Having witnessed political assassinations in her early childhood, including the death of one of her brothers by a car bomb and the serious injury of another (Dozru), Garma understood that politics was not about human relationships. In order to seize power, the Zabi family carried out an extremely long purge in Zeon, arresting and executing Zeon citizens without trial. The exact number of Zeon citizens killed was never even counted.

"Is this what they call retribution?"

Karma suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. In that moment, he understood many things: why his father always hoped he would grow up quickly, and why some people feared him more than they admired him.

History is a cycle!

"Char, I'm sorry for what happened to you, but if I weren't the young master of the Zabi family, would you still choose me as your friend?"

In response to Karma, there was only silence.

"I understand!"

Karma nodded, then piloted her machine to launch another attack on Amuro.

This time, however, Amuro did not passively defend. After the original Gundam raised its shield to trick Garma into slashing, it immediately charged forward and thrust straight in. With a clean and decisive blow, Garma's Zaku Commander was pierced through the cockpit.

Goodbye, Karma!

Char's eyes dimmed as he looked at the Zaku Commander, whose cockpit was completely destroyed.

You can try to lie to him!

"Before he dies? I still want to tell him the truth!"

Char controlled his machine to disarm all the weapons on his body, and then said.

"Indeed, after lying to him for so long, it wouldn't be right to lie to him again!"

Marcarius maneuvered his mech forward and lifted Karma's mech off the ground.

"Amuro, have them hang this machine up in a conspicuous place!"

"I understand. What about him?"

Amuro glanced at the disarmed Red Comet; he was still thinking about fighting this guy!

"I couldn't hold it back, the red comet was too fast!"

Macarius used his beam spear to leave several wounds on the opponent that did not affect the machine's operation, and then left without looking back.

"That's such a shame!"

Amuro realized that this explained why Char had been able to escape unscathed so many times before; it turned out that Makarius was putting on an act with him!

So for now, he had no choice but to let the other side go for the time being. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, they would encounter Char again on other battlefields, and at that time, there would probably be more unlucky guys like Karma who would be ambushed.

As for the other Federation military units, they had no intention of asking any questions. After all, the situation was quite obvious at the moment: Macarius had prepared a deadly silver bullet for the Zeon, and now it had taken away a member of the Zabi family.

As Xia watched the departing Federation troops, he let out a helpless self-deprecating laugh, and then began to retreat in the direction he had come from. At this moment, most of the Federation troops on his retreat route had been transferred to other places, so Xia was able to retreat as quickly as possible without any obstacles.

"Xia, why is it only you who came back?"

"Where is Commander Kalmar?"

The high-ranking Zeon officers, who were destroying documents and other classified materials behind the base, stared in disbelief as the highly mobile Zaku roared and crashed into the hangar behind the position in an extremely disheveled manner.

"The commander is dead!"

"What, how is that possible?"

"I was fighting the Red Dragon. Commander Garma's mobile suit was destroyed by the second Gundam. I'm sorry, this is all I can bring back in the end!"

Char took out a tattered battle flag from his uniform. It used to hang on Garma's Zaku commander, but the flag was badly damaged. Most of the design was gone, leaving only a small, discolored flag.

"How could this be? How could Commander Kalmar have died in battle!"

Someone couldn't help but shout.

The high-ranking Zeon officers were devastated, some even weeping. The ordinary soldiers in the command post also stopped what they were doing and were at a loss.

"Damn it, guards, seal off this place!"

As the surroundings fell silent, a senior officer immediately remembered the matter of blocking the news, but before he could finish giving the order, the command post’s wired communications rang again.

Then, a voice on the other end of the line, trembling with tears, spoke.

"General, the Federation forces have destroyed Commander Karma's machine. They are now broadcasting this message across all channels, demanding that our troops lay down their weapons and surrender unconditionally immediately. Otherwise, they will launch an attack using Commander Karma's remains as a shield!"

"These bastards!"

"We must keep the news under wraps, or our army will be finished!"

"Our army is finished. How are you going to block it? Are you going to take up arms and shoot down all the Federal Army's signal base stations one by one?"

"Then confiscate the soldiers' personal terminals, control their electronic devices, and demand that the Federal Army return the remains, and forbid the desecration of His Excellency Karmazabi's remains!"

On what grounds should they return it?

"I still have a Zanzibar cruiser. If they won't give it to me, I'll just put a bomb on it and bomb Gabro!"

"Then the Federation forces will blow this thing up with heavy firepower before it even launches. Do you think the Federation forces are still the same as before?"

"Then what do we do now?"

Then, the entire headquarters fell into a deathly silence.

"Let's first summon the commanders of all frontline units back for a meeting to discuss this!"

It can only be said that the senior Zeon officers overestimated the fighting spirit of ordinary Zeon soldiers. Before, they were still able to hold their posts, but when the news of Garma's death spread and was confirmed by many parties, many Zeon soldiers who had already worn down their passion and fighting spirit in the hard battle began to have other ideas.

After all, even the commander of the Earth forces has been killed in battle, so what is the point of fighting for these ordinary soldiers?
Therefore, before any new orders were given from the command, many Zeon troops that were still in a state of division had already laid down their weapons and surrendered as required by the Federation Army.

When the frontline commanders braved the artillery fire to return to their rear command post, they found that the situation inside was far more tense than at the front.

Zeon generals have been arguing incessantly about whether to fight or make peace, to the point where they are even about to draw their guns on each other.

Although the 2nd Zeon Division, the first to arrive in North America, had been wiped out, some remnants, severely damaged and unable to participate in the counterattack, were preserved. These remnants were the first to surrender. "Our entire division is gone, hundreds of thousands of brothers have died here. I can't let the rest of us remain buried here!"

"So what if you lose one division? Our entire air force has been wiped out. What's wrong with sacrificing ourselves for the greater good?"

"Sacrifice, sacrifice? Then why don't you guys take up rifles and rocket launchers and go head-to-head with the Federation's mobile suits?"

"We're pilots, not infantry?"

"What's the difference between a pilot without an airplane and an infantryman?"

The first to argue were the pilots of the 2nd Air Fleet and the remnants of the 2nd Division. Later, the generals of the 3rd Division also joined in. They also tended to continue fighting, but not out of a sense of righteousness to sacrifice themselves for Zeon, but out of a self-destructive attitude of giving up.

"I have ordered all logistics personnel of the division, including medical teams, maintenance teams, and cooks, to be deployed to the front line. To hell with Zeon, to hell with the Federation, die! Today, we will fight the Earthlings to the bitter end for ourselves!"

Seeing the argument escalating, the Zeon Navy commander, who had remained silent until now, suddenly nudged Char, who was huddled in a corner.

"Lieutenant Colonel Xia?"

"what's up?"

"You really want to avenge Lord Karma, don't you?"

In everyone's eyes, ever since returning from the battlefield, Char has been sitting alone in a corner, lost in thought, and occasionally his body would twitch with his back to everyone, clearly shedding tears alone. Everyone assumed that he was mourning his deceased best friend, so no one disturbed him or blamed him. After all, the numerous battle scars on Char's mobile suit after his return said it all. His mobile suit had suffered such severe damage, yet he was still able to barely carry Garma's belongings back to the battlefield. This was more than just loyalty and bravery.

Of course, in reality it was just Char's exhilaration after getting his revenge. The reason Char's body was twitching was because he couldn't laugh freely in the Zeon camp, so he was feeling uncomfortable.

However, others see it differently; in fact, the distorted expression while suppressing laughter is seen as a way for the other person to express their inner pain.

Now, being asked this question, Xia Ya wanted to laugh again, but fortunately, he had received professional training, so no matter how funny it was, he wouldn't laugh.

"Yes, I regret it now!"

"I said in a low voice," Xia said.

"I should have stayed there!"

"And now, I won't run away either. I'll stay here and fight on!"

"But you no longer have a physical body!"

The naval commander said in a low voice.

At this moment, the Zeon forces at the California base had no supply lines left and were surviving entirely on their existing stock. While ordinary Zaku and Tiger units still had some spare parts, the High Mobility Zaku was completely out of parts. Therefore, it was impossible for Char to repair his High Mobility Zaku.

"It's alright, I still have regular mechs I can operate!"

"But now that you're here, you don't really have a chance, do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"We have a plan!"

The naval commander ignored Char's question and answered on his own.

"Our submarine force has not suffered major losses, and we have sufficient fuel and supplies. We do not intend to sit here and wait to be killed!"

"You're trying to escape from here?"

"No, we're preparing to rendezvous with our allies in the Black Sea!"

"Going to Asia?"

Char was also taken aback by this idea, after all, they had to cross the entire Pacific Ocean, and if the Federation forces held the Suez Canal, they could only enter through Gibraltar...

"Yes, that's the only place where there's still hope!"

The naval commander removed his hat and continued.

"We don't intend to die here!"

"Are you crazy?"

"Actually, no. Our military has been planning attacks on the Far East region of Asia for a long time, but we have not been able to execute them successfully. However, we have conducted relevant tests before and have also established sufficient supply stations on uninhabited islands in the Pacific Ocean!"

"Then why did you bring me along?"

"Because you are a red comet!"

The naval commander smiled.

The Zeon Marine Corps lacks enough skilled pilots, which is unavoidable due to the intense land battles, which has led to the reassignment of many Marine Corps pilots. Now, with Char's help, their chances of breaking through the Federation Navy's blockade are even greater!

Let me think about it!

Char was actually thinking about how to return to space. His original plan was to take a vehicle like a Zimsa or HLV back, but the risk was too great. The Federation's sniper GM units could easily shoot down these vehicles. This was why the Zeon forces dared not act easily even though they still had vehicles. Makarius had already shown them the power of beam sniper rifles. The wreckage of the Fat Uncle who was shot down was still floating in the salt lake!
Therefore, the Navy's actions did indeed entice Char!
"Then you'd better hurry!"

The naval commander glanced at the officers who had almost come to blows, and then spoke.

"They won't last tonight!"

"You're going to make your move tonight?"

"Yes, actually, they're loading supplies onto the ship right now!"

"This constitutes defection!"

"Would you report it?"

"Alright, you've convinced me. I'll join this unprecedented sea expedition!"

"Well then, you can go pack your things now. Oh, and Lieutenant Colonel, I hope you can get used to sleeping without opening the windows!"

"I will!"

Char then quietly left the command post, and the naval commander left the scene almost one after the other.

When the generals in the command post finally remembered the relatively low-profile aquatic troops, they discovered that the latter had already sealed off the dock area and cut off all communication with the command post.

"Our military will resolutely execute the operational plan and continue the naval offensive against the Federation. We wish you all good luck in your military endeavors!"

This was the last call between the Navy Commander and the command headquarters.

(End of this chapter)