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

Chapter 195 Uncle Green, let me give you a back massage!

Chapter 195 Uncle Green, let me give you a back massage!
"Boss, will they fall for it?"

"I don't know about others, but for Xia, it's definitely true!"

Markarius sat in the cockpit of the NT1, helmet in hand, twirling a pen he used to sign the inspection confirmation form.

Amuro's original was on the side of NT1. Before takeoff, both units were ready to depart. In order to be able to attack as soon as possible, both of them changed into pilot suits and sat in the cockpit. Now, after waiting for more than ten hours, Amuro was also feeling a bit restless.

After all, all they had in front of them was the cold, hard deck of a warship, and no maintenance crew members to chat with them. The hangar doors could open at any moment, and to ensure a smooth ejection, the passageway only had two mobile suits, nothing else.

So Amuro could only idly chat with Macarius all day.

"So, boss, what will you do after the war ends?"

"Me? I'll probably go to school. If you want to become a general, you have to study at an advanced command academy!"

"You still want to stay in the army?"

"Yeah, I'd love to go back to my hometown and live a leisurely life as a young master, but I can't. Every guy wants to dump some trash on Earth. I can't just ignore those guys!"

Marcarius sighed. "That old bastard Kirian deserves to die. He set a precedent for others, to the point that everyone wants to feed the Earth a giant, treating the ordinary people living on Earth like dinosaurs, and it wouldn't be too much to tear them to pieces!"

"So what about you? What do you want to do?"

"I don't know, but I probably won't stay in the military any longer!"

"Then go back to your studies. I'll get you a recommendation to go to university for further education, maybe even a PhD. After you graduate, you can start a company. Your Hello robot would be a great product to be your flagship product!"

"You sound just like my dad!"

"My slaps are just like your father's!"

As Macarius spoke, he gently tapped Amuro's machine head with NT1.

"To be honest, I feel ashamed for dragging you into this war!"

"It's okay, it's my own choice!"

"Then I won't apologize!"

"Hey, hey, hey, this won't do! An apology should look like an apology. Kneel down right now!"

Upon hearing this, Amuro didn't hold back and maneuvered his machine to smash back at NT1.

Just as he was about to turn around, CIC's emergency communication system rang.

"Sir, enemy mobile suits are approaching!"

"What about the quantity and model?"

"Still being confirmed..."

Before Brad could finish speaking, the warship suddenly shuddered.

"The port side has been hit, but the armor is still holding up!"

Then, Makarius heard the crew shouting.

"Raise the main cannon and fire hard! Also, launch those two Gundams out immediately!"

Brad's command came immediately, and then, after giving the order, Brad changed his tone and spoke to Macarius.

"Sir, good luck!"

"Thanks, Captain!"

Seeing the hatch already open, Macarius snapped his fingers and then excitedly maneuvered his mech onto the catapult.

"Amuro, do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"

"Ah, waiting for this day?"

"Yes, the day we took off from the white base!"

As the catapult was activated, Makarius's machine flew out of the hatch like a cannonball.

As soon as he stepped out of the hatch, Makarius saw a bright beam of light streak across the white base from above, and the white base’s side main cannon retaliated with a purple particle beam in the direction from which the beam came.

“There’s nothing there, Bright. You’re taking out enemy wire-controlled funnels. They’re small. Concentrate your firepower on that unit. That guy is Char Aznable! Amuro, go help the White Base!”

"Understood, leave it to me!"

Upon hearing that Char was attacking, Amuro immediately perked up. He was ejected from the ship and, without even waiting for his speed to reach full, he made a sharp turn and rushed toward the lone mobile suit signal on the radar.

At this moment, Xia's hands were trembling!

"Marcarius!!!"

Char, piloting the Rex Doma, was twitching as if he had Torrington Syndrome. He never expected that Macarius would be able to trick him at this critical moment.

When he and Charia were coordinating to launch a surprise attack on the warship, he was indeed prepared to fight Gundam. After all, according to intelligence, these Federation White Trojan-class warships that appeared on the battlefield usually carried a Gundam. But he never expected that what would emerge from them would be an all-red Gundam!

In the entire Federation Forces, besides Makarius, which other pilot uses this paint scheme?

What gave Char an even bigger headache was that, just thirty seconds after the red Gundam was launched, another Gundam with a white, blue, and yellow color scheme that he was extremely familiar with appeared.

"I knew it!"

"Colonel, what's wrong?"

"Major Sharia, that red machine is the Red Dragon!"

"A red dragon!"

As soon as Sharia sat in Braubro, she felt the active brainwaves sweeping in from afar with an unstoppable and violent momentum.

"Then let me see for myself how powerful the Federation's mobile suits are!"

Sensing the opponent's burning fighting spirit, Sharia seemed to be infected as well, and immediately accelerated her machine, preparing to have a good showdown with that famous legend.

Braubro's four wire-controlled particle cannons also quickly launched an attack in the direction Marcarius had come from, just as Sharia had planned.

The four particle cannons fired in turn, and the dense particle beams intertwined, forming a tight net of fire that enveloped NT1.

However, the dense beams of light seemed to pose no threat to the machine. In the blink of an eye, NT1 dodged the particle cannon attack as if it had flashed away. Then, under Sharia's watchful eye, the machine quickly began to retaliate.

"?"

Seeing the trajectory of the enemy's fire, Sharia was puzzled, because the attack seemed to be shooting blindly without a target. The target was neither the particle cannon nor his mecha, so the Red Dragon must have missed.
Just as Sharia was thinking this, suddenly, he felt a particle cannon lose contact with him!
"what happened?"

"Major, the particle cannon control cable on my side has been severed!"

The co-pilot, who had been assigned to assist Sharia, cried out in terror.

"That rascal!"

Sharia was also taken aback. This was the strength of the Federation's top ace pilot. This guy must be fighting against the machine she was piloting for the first time!

"Don't panic, Lieutenant Simmons!"

"We still have a chance!"

Subsequently, under Sharia's control, the remaining three particle cannons on Braubro began to dance at high speed, almost like a madman. As the first person to return from Jupiter, Sharia's Newtype abilities were extremely powerful. The three wire-controlled particle cannons not only moved at high speed but could also launch attacks in the instants of stillness, forcing Marcarius to become even more focused. Thanks to the machine's powerful mobility, Marcarius's subsequent particle beam attacks were also quite adept. Sharia's attacks were about to touch him, but each time the machine twisted them away at the crucial moment.

While constantly dodging, Markarius was also gradually locking onto Braubro's particle cannon. He had already located Braubro's position when he left the cabin, but in order to capture the machine, he chose to attack the control cables of the particle cannon.

Cutting off the opponent's four particle cannons is equivalent to pulling out the tiger's claws and teeth. Next, all that's needed is for the beam saber to open its eyes!
"caught you!"

In Markarius's perception, the cable flashing in the dark universe was moving slower and slower. Then, when the cable's movement paused for a moment, he pulled the trigger again.

"Nani?"

Before the co-pilot could report back in alarm, a bead of cold sweat had already trickled down Sharia's forehead.

Another particle cannon was cut off. If the first shot could be attributed to luck, how do you explain the second shot?

Charlize wanted to ask Char for help, but when he turned around, he saw that the other party was being chased around by that white Gundam and was running around with his head in his hands. Even the idea of fighting back had become a pipe dream!

This is it, we're doomed!

Sharia sighed silently. He hadn't expected that there would be such a master in the Federation Army, or rather, he had overestimated himself!
At that moment, Braubro's third particle cannon was once again precisely severed by the beam fired by NT1, and the particle cannon, after being freed from its restraints and swinging at high speed, flew directly in front of Macarius.

"Lieutenant Simmons, retreat immediately..."

Before Sharia could finish speaking, she saw the red machine that had just been entangled with the particle cannon suddenly turn around and pounce towards her.

"That guy knows our location!"

"Lieutenant, retreat immediately!"

Amidst Sharia's roar, a purple beam of particles once again streaked across the dark universe, grazing past Braubro's machine.

"That guy knows our location; he's playing us!"

"understand!"

The Zeon officer in the co-pilot's seat was also covered in sweat. She gritted her teeth and desperately tried to steer the machine around, preparing to escape. Charia was also focused on controlling the last remaining particle cannon in an attempt to stop Macarius from getting closer.

"Hit me!"

Chariah was also trying her best to track Makarius's movements, but the distance between them was getting closer and closer, making it increasingly difficult for the particle cannon to lock onto the target and fire.

Just as Sharia fired again, Marcarius suddenly executed a zigzag maneuver, twisting behind the particle cannon. Then, Marcarius drew his beam saber from his empty left hand, and Braubro's fourth particle cannon went silent.

"As expected, wireless is still the most difficult area to manage!"

After neutralizing Braubro's attack methods, Makarius also stopped, then switched to a two-handed grip on the gun, and took a deep breath.

"Want to escape?"

Sensing Braubro's flight path, Markarius pulled the trigger, and a purple particle beam shot out of the gun muzzle, flying rapidly toward Braubro. Then, as if it had eyes, the beam directly destroyed Braubro's two horizontal main engine nozzles from the side.

"That guy, did it on purpose?"

Without its two nozzles, the Braubro's power was greatly reduced, and a few seconds later, the remaining two engine nozzles were also vaporized by the beam.

Now, Braubro has truly become a toothless, paralyzed tiger, unable to escape or leave.

After waiting for a moment, Sharia saw the Federation military machine appear before her. The other party had paralyzed her, obviously wanting to capture the machine. Since that was the case, Sharia thought she should communicate with the other party.

But before he could even open his mouth, he saw the machine draw its beam saber.

"I know who you are, but I'm sorry, I don't have any good feelings towards you Jupiterians!"

Then, the pink light before Sharia's eyes drew ever closer, finally transforming into intense heat that engulfed everything.

Marcarius had no intention of sparing the enemy's life. Some Zeons could be spared because they posed no threat, but Sharia was different, so he had no choice but to kill her!

The beam saber moved in and out swiftly, piercing Braubro's cockpit in an instant. The two Zeon officers were vaporized before they could even scream. Then, Makarius called for Blade.

"Brad, have your ship come and collect this wreckage. Also, retrieve the particle cannon floating in space. If you can't find it, let me know, and I'll take care of Amuro's situation!"

"understand!"

Brad could only marvel at how the Red Dragon had swiftly and decisively defeated its opponent in just five minutes.

Meanwhile, Char was still locked in combat with Amuro. The control stick of Rikuo Daima had been bent so hard by Char that it smelled burnt. If he hadn't also become a Newtype, Rikuo Daima would probably have been killed by Amuro's gun by now.

Amuro didn't intentionally try to kill him, since Char and Macarius clearly had a deal involved, and killing Char would disrupt Macarius's grand plan.

Even so, Char was still in a sorry state until another beam of light shot towards him from the front. Then, Char simply threw the control stick away.

"I surrender!"

"What are you casting? Grab the control stick right now! Grab the control stick!"

"What do you want, Makarius!"

"It's nothing, just catching up with you. Of course, I'll let you go later. There aren't any people watching around here, are there?"

"No, Dren is far away from us. He won't come over without my signal!"

Char was thankful that he had a backup plan, otherwise he probably would have had to pilot the Lickidomach back to the moon.

"That's good. I don't like this Braubro. Next time you bring a new model, remember to bring me a few more samples!"

How did you know I'd come back next time?

"Then don't come any closer. Wait until I go to the moon. How about I smash Solomon in your face, just like you smashed Ifhi Island into Sydney? Are you going to transform into a knight protecting the princess and rescue Kycilia?"

"How could that be? I'd be long gone by then!"

"I thought you were smitten by older women!"

Char immediately flew into a rage, but only for a moment, because Amuro was hitting Rikuo on the head with the barrel of his gun.

"What else do you want to do?"

He could only ask, feeling wronged.

"Where are the three chests of gold you promised me last time?"

"Wasn't it supposed to be two boxes? Why has the price gone up again!"

"You're letting me off this time without paying?"

"Then just kill me!"

"Alright, Amuro, get to work. When Lala gets married, I'll put your ashes outside their window!"

"You, me, fine, three boxes it is!"

What could Xia Ya say? His life was still in someone else's hands!