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

Chapter 185 An eye for an eye
"Daryl, you can go back now!"

"What happened? Why were you sent here for rotation so quickly?"

"Don't even mention it, the supply fleet has vanished!"

The Zeon pilot, disgruntled, leaped out of the space shuttle with several portions of space food and squeezed drinking water, and jumped into the Zaku's cockpit.

"I was really looking forward to them sending over their latest album and beer, but now I guess I'll just have to stick with listening to old songs!"

"It's okay, listening to old songs is just as good!"

Sitting in the cockpit, Sergeant Daryl Lorenz, who had lost both legs, patted his colleague on the shoulder, then made way for him, carrying the shrunken garbage bag himself, preparing to return to the space shuttle.

"By the way, Daryl, is everything alright here?"

The Zeon pilot suddenly called out to Daryl, who had already floated into the space shuttle, and then asked a question.

"Nothing's wrong, it's safe here. On the contrary, we wonder if the colonel will send us on some mission!"

"Of course! After all, you're the Legion's best sniper!"

"That's right!"

Sergeant Daryl smiled and sat back down in his seat. Then, these elite veterans were summoned by Colonel Burroughs.

The colonel planned to send two squads to search in reverse along the transport fleet's route in hopes of finding clues about the transport fleet. The ruins were fraught with danger, so he naturally chose his most capable subordinates. However, the equipment of these subordinates was a bit unsatisfactory. There were only two Rikko Domos, both of which were assigned to the squad leaders to pilot. The others were a mix of Zaku I and Zaku II, and some even had their mechs made up of parts from several Zakus, with inconsistent colors.

However, this did not affect the squadron's pilots' sortie. Soon, after completing preparations, the Undead Legion's search team detached from the mothership and began searching in the direction of the transport fleet.

"Sir, they've made a move!"

The reconnaissance Zaku, which remained on the periphery of the transport fleet's route to monitor the situation, quickly spotted the thruster light of the Zeon mobile suits flying through the ruins and promptly relayed the information to the Enterprise.

"What about the Zeon troops who left behind at the sniping positions?"

"They're still monitoring us, but they haven't spotted any of our people!"

When Makarius ventured deep into the colonial ruins, he recorded a relatively hidden safe passage that could bypass the Zeon blockade. Now, the Red Dragon battle group has deployed its combat troops along that route to ambush the Zeon snipers.

"Then let's get started!"

As soon as the order was given, the Zeon troops on guard behind the particle cannon were immediately attacked from above. This time, the Federation pilots who launched the attack did not wait for the lightning to attract attention before opening fire. Instead, they used their numerical advantage to fire in pairs, doubling the sniping and doubling the fun.

The Zeon pilots had just noticed the signal from an unidentified mobile suit above their heads when armor-piercing rounds silently began to fire. To avoid accidentally hitting the particle cannons, the pilots sniping the GMs focused intently on the most prominent part of the Zeon mobile suit, firing a whole magazine at a time, turning the Zeon mobile suit into a sieve with half of its body riddled with bullet holes!

After taking down the snipers, the other GMGS quickly followed. However, this time, they didn't take the particle cannons with them; instead, they brought back the particle cannons that had been taken away earlier.

"This spot!"

"Quickly, set it up immediately!"

The sniping positions that the Zeon had painstakingly selected had now become the Federation's sniping points. All that was needed was to change the direction of the particle cannons. In addition to the deployed particle cannons, the sniper GMs also carried their 79yk long-range beam sniper rifles, which served as a supplement to the particle cannons.

After that, the Federation forces ceased their operations and quietly remained hidden at the sniping position until more than ten hours later, when a Zeon Vator-class space shuttle, responsible for supplying the pilots with provisions, appeared.

"This guy was completely unprepared; I could take him down with one shot!"

The Federation pilot in a sniper GM looked at the target in the scope and then licked his lips.

"What are you doing? Don't forget what the boss said: let him see the scene, then send out a distress signal before opening fire!"

His teammates were terrified that he might shoot the other person, or the story would get messy and continue!
"Understood, but can those guys from the fake flag squadron really pull it off?"

"It might work!"

Soon, the space shuttle passed through the ruins and the Zeon army's firing positions came into view. Then, a particle beam that had gone astray shot from a distance, right before the eyes of the Zeon soldiers inside the space shuttle.

"what is that?"

"Particle beam, sniper team in action!"

"Damn it, go check what's going on!"

Urged on by the Zeon forces aboard the spaceship, the pilot carefully steered the ship out from under the massive ruins of the satellite, revealing only half of the bridge. The Zeon forces then saw a dense array of beams of light weaving back and forth among the ruins.

"It was the Federal Army! I knew they were responsible for the disappearance of Team Four!"

"This isn't the time to talk about this. Their situation is dire. Shall we go help them?"

"This ship doesn't have a single gun, how can we help?"

"Notify the flagship immediately; we must return to base as well!"

Just as the group was talking intensely, several more deliberately deflected particle beams bombarded the space shuttle's surroundings. The violent aftershocks shook the ship violently, and even those inside could hear the creaking and deforming of metal.

"We've been discovered!"

"Don't just stand there, let's go!"

The pilot then quickly revved the engine to full speed, attempting to escape under the cover of the surrounding ruins, while desperately calling for help from the mothership.

"Commander, we're under attack. The sniper team is engaged in combat with the Federation forces..."

After a tremendous effort, they finally reached a point where the interference from the rice grains was relatively weak and managed to contact the mothership. But before they could even finish speaking, a beam of light pierced through the small spaceship.

Colonel Burroughs stared at the suddenly dimmed screen and the terrified expressions on his men's faces as they faced death, then gritted his teeth.

"Damn bastard!"

"Level One Combat Alert for the Entire Ship!"

"Call the reconnaissance team back immediately! I'm going to kill those damn bastards!"

As the battle alarm sounded, the Zeon pilots sleeping in their cabins immediately twisted their broken bodies and rushed towards the battleship hangar like a gust of wind.

Then, one by one, red single eyes lit up in the darkness, accompanied by clicking sounds as their limbs moved, and one after another, the assembled Zaku soldiers, just like their masters, headed towards the maintenance area.

Meanwhile, the Zeon logistics personnel in the maintenance area immediately loaded these mobile suits with propellant and prepared weapons.

Meanwhile, the reconnaissance team that received the signal was also moving at full speed toward the fleet. An hour after the Federation sent out the attack signal, the two sides met up.

After a brief resupply, the Zeon mobile suit force, which amounted to only half a battalion, formed a battle formation and charged toward the battlefield.

"I can see the battlefield. They're still fighting?" "Looks like the Federation forces aren't very strong!"

From a great distance, the Zeon pilots could see the battlefield where beams of light were still flying wildly and explosions were constantly occurring. They knew that the reserve forces were not very powerful, but the fact that they had been able to hold out until now meant that the Federation forces were not very powerful either. It was a case of two weaklings fighting each other!

"Alright, today I'm going to give those bastards a good thrashing!"

Sergeant Daryl, who was mixed in with the group, didn't say a word. He had a feeling that something was wrong, but his comrades had already started to accelerate their sprint, so he could only silently follow along.

"These Zeon idiots, it seems they not only lost their limbs on the battlefield, but also their brains!"

"That's a bit much. Don't forget the Moorish Brotherhood; they lost dozens of machines here before!"

"Yes, thank goodness we came, otherwise all these idiots would have died in this Thunderous Universe!"

"Attention! The enemy has crossed the first warning line!"

"The enemy has crossed the second warning line!"

"Fire!"

At that moment, the pilot of a Zakuli at the forefront was anxiously searching for the enemy's location. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something approaching.

"That is……"

"Sergeant!"

Amidst the terrified screams of his teammates behind him, the particle cannon beam struck Zaku precisely in the chest. The high-temperature particles instantly melted half of Zaku's body, and the Zaku's remains, now without its upper body, crashed headfirst into the surrounding wreckage before exploding into a fireball.

"This is a trap, get out of here!"

Before the Zeon pilots could react, they began frantically maneuvering without waiting for orders. But there were more than just one sniper aiming at them. Beams of light pierced through the space, illuminating the endless darkness obscured by the wreckage and igniting Zeon mobile suits.

Everything that these Zeon snipers had done to the Moorish compatriots a month earlier was now being returned to them by the Red Dragon battle group. Just like in the turkey hunting competition on Earth, these elite marksmen were firing down on the fleeing Zeon forces from their high vantage point.

They deliberately let the enemy into the second warning line before opening fire, making it extremely difficult for the Zeon to escape the killing range.

Under the relentless barrage of beams, Zeon mobile suits were struck one after another. Neither particle cannons nor 79yk sniper rifles could withstand their attacks. Even those with shoulder shields were no match; it was just a matter of being hit for a second longer.

The Zeon forces, who had arrived with great momentum, had lost all will to fight. The dense crossfire kept them pinned down, and even if someone tried to use a computer to calculate the enemy's position, they couldn't keep up. Instead, because of their own distraction, they crashed into a pile of rubble. Although their mobile suits did not suffer any damage, their escape speed slowed down instantly.

Then, a beam of light locked onto his machine!

"Retreat immediately! Get out of this space region right now! These guys aren't the same Federation forces as before!"

"I'm doing it, you don't need to teach me!"

Daryl frantically maneuvered his mech away. The communication channel was initially filled with a cacophony of shouts, but as time passed, the sounds gradually faded away until only Daryl's own distinctly terrified breathing echoed.

He glanced at the screen in front of him, completely focused, and saw that there were no more friendly signals around him.

"Am I the only one who escaped...?"

Before Daryl could finish speaking, his machine was attacked. A particle beam grazed his shoulder from a distance, and then the Zaku's right arm went numb.

Then, another beam of light shot out, but just as it was about to hit him, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed out from the void and collided with the beam that was about to hit Daryl's team.

In that instant, the lightning even struck Daryl's mech. Feeling the painful touch, Daryl screamed and then lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself back on the mothership, lying on a makeshift bed, his body burning with pain.

Then, a medic found Daryl awake and excitedly pressed the communication button next to him.

"Commander, Sergeant Daryl is awake!"

Then, Daryl saw Colonel Burroughs hurriedly float into his room.

"Sir, what happened?"

"We need to prepare to retreat. The enemy's numbers are beyond our expectations. The mobile suit unit, except for you, has been completely wiped out!"

Daryl's throat bobbed a few times, and then he coughed up a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Are they all dead?

"Yes, when we found you, your body was almost melted, and you even had large areas of burns. It's hard to imagine how you survived!"

Do we still have mobile suits?

"What do you want to do? You're badly injured!"

Burroughs was puzzled.

"Yes, but I feel that the enemy won't let us off so easily!"

After struggling to pull back the covers, Daryl saw the bandages that covered almost his entire body. Despite the emergency treatment he had received, the pain continued to erode his brain. Even the nerves in his severed legs seemed to become active again due to the electric shock, and the phantom pain of losing his legs was tormenting his mind.

"You get some rest first, I'll figure out how to retreat!"

Colonel Burroughs patted Daryl's bed, then turned and left the room.

Having lost all their mobile suits, the undead unit had no reason to continue fighting in these ruins. Colonel Burroughs now only wanted to bring his last remaining troops back to the mainland alive.

But before that, they need to solve one problem: figure out who is fighting against them.

Soon, through combat footage found in the wreckage of the destroyed machine, Colonel Burroughs found some clues. It was a GM GS with half of its body exposed, and the enemy was also attacking the fleeing Zeon forces with a beam gun.

The colonel was certain that the Moorish Brotherhood did not possess such a cutting-edge machine. Therefore, the answer was obvious: this was a brand-new elite Federation force, and his undead division was being planned by the enemy at every step.

"Draw me the fastest evacuation route immediately! We can't stay in this damn place any longer!"

After returning to the bridge, Colonel Burroughs immediately issued orders to his men.

"Those federal troops could appear at any moment, so hurry up!"

After returning to his seat, the colonel seemed to have thorns in his butt, constantly jumping up to check his surroundings before he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sir, we have determined the retreat route!"

"Let's go immediately!"

(End of this chapter)