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

Chapter 201 The battle has only just begun.
"Klini, did you see that?"

"I see, the fleet headquarters is destroyed!"

Marcarius sighed. The existence of the satellite cannon was an open conspiracy. As long as the Federation forces wanted to attack Zeon's homeland, they would inevitably be attacked by this thing, unless the Federation could determine the enemy's location first and then fire the first shot.

But that's almost impossible. The Abaoa Fortress is firmly blocking the Federation's route to Zeon's homeland. So, as long as the Federation can't destroy Zeon's satellite cannon with the first shot, the Zeon will always have a chance to fire that shot!

However, after firing the first shot, the Zeon forces had no chance to fire a second. The secret construction of the Archimedes Mirror had already been carried out beforehand, which even required the withdrawal of the second and third fleets and a large number of auxiliary ships, expending so much manpower and resources. But the result was well worth it. The Federation's counterattack was swift and powerful, directly destroying the satellite cannon.

Now, although the First Fleet has suffered heavy losses, Zeon has also lost its last trump card. Without that satellite cannon, the Zeon garrison at Abaoa Sky Fortress is like a toothless tiger, seemingly fierce but no longer posing any threat.

"Captain Paul, contact friendly ships and order them to immediately come to the rescue of our fleet!"

"Wait, Klinney, at a time like this, shouldn't we wait for orders?"

"There has only been one order from beginning to end, Captain Paul: We must take down Abaoa at all costs!"

"I understand!"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Captain Paul looked at the communications officer beside him.

"Get the Luzar here!"

Relying on his reputation in the military for many years, Paul persuaded the commanders of the other independent fleets almost effortlessly. Subsequently, a group of auxiliary ships quickly broke away from the fleet and headed towards the central area of ​​the fleet that had just been attacked by laser cannons, while the remaining combat ships quickly concentrated near the Enterprise.

"Lieutenant Colonel Klinney, we are assembled! Please give the orders!"

"Thank you all for your trust. Now, target: Abaoa Fortress, Sector N. All forces, launch an assault!"

Marcarius stepped on the pedal, and the next second, the booster rockets behind the G3 Gundam propelled the machine toward the Zeon defense line where fierce fighting was taking place.

To Macarius's left was Amuro's original Gundam, the two mobile suits leading the charge at the very front of the formation. Behind them was the entire right flank of the Federation Forces, including the entire Red Dragon Battle Group, other independent fleets, and auxiliary squadrons. Although their size was less than one-fifth of the main fleet, the appearance of their identification signals on the radar of the friendly forces ahead greatly boosted the morale of the Federation Forces fighting on the front lines.

"Hahaha, the Red Dragon is here! Brothers, these Zeon bastards are doomed!"

"Damn it, it's all your fault for being so useless that you forced that guy to take matters into his own hands. Brothers, don't let those fire-breathing things outdo you!"

Compared to the Federation forces, whose morale was greatly boosted, the Zeon forces were immediately thrown into panic, especially the Zeon pilots who had served for some time. They had heard many legends about the Red Dragon from the veterans who had already died in battle.

Now, as they watched the rapidly approaching target, an invisible pressure enveloped the hearts of these Zeon soldiers.

The Zeon garrison commander in Sector N is under similar pressure. He can't even muster enough reserve troops to intercept the Gundams, so he has to bring in the Kazburn Combat Battalion, which is defending Sector E.

"Congratulations, soldiers! You have earned the opportunity to serve the Great Commander-in-Chief. I order you to hold the second line of defense to the death and stop the second wave of Federal reinforcements!"

These fanatical young soldiers had only been in the army for a few weeks, during which time they had been learning how to pilot mobile suits and OGs in a cramming-style manner. They knew very little about the name Gundam. Therefore, after being transferred to the second line of defense, the entire combat battalion couldn't wait to start a counterattack against the Red Dragon battle group.

"Orgrimmar and Zaku Z?"

Marcarius had no idea what was wrong with the Zeon commander, that he would send such a force to block him. Looking at the nearly one hundred Orgrimmars and the dozen or so Zaku FZs that seemed to be commanders in the Orgrimmar group, Marcarius immediately re-established communication with the fleet behind him.

"Captain Paul, aim at my coordinates, all fleet fire to clear a path for me!"

"understand!"

If anyone else had made such a request, Captain Paul certainly wouldn't have agreed. After all, while the Federation fleet was known for its artillery skills, its firing accuracy wasn't that high. However, he had developed a mysterious confidence in Makarius and immediately issued the firing order in the fleet's communications.

Then, all the gun ports of the dozen or so Magellans and dozens of Salamis ships emitted a bright purple glow and white smoke from missile launches.

"Fire!"

Following Paul's command, beams of light and missiles flew over the advancing mobile suit unit, heading towards Markarius's location.

"Amuro, now's the time! Full speed ahead, climb!"

Marcarius silently calculated the time. After confirming that the fleet's support firepower was about to arrive, he loudly reminded Amuro while maneuvering the G3 Gundam to quickly begin its vertical ascent in front of the enemy.

The Zeon Kaz combat battalion's attention was already drawn to the two Gundams. At this moment, seeing the enemy rapidly ascend, many of the young pilots immediately ignored what was happening in front of them. It wasn't until countless particle cannon beams and missiles roared and exploded in their formation that these inexperienced young soldiers came to their senses.

At this moment, the entire combat battalion had been blown to pieces by the firepower of the Federation fleet. Nearly two-thirds of the mobile suits had been destroyed or severely damaged. In the combat battalion's communication channels, the heroic words of the young soldiers when they first went to the battlefield could no longer be heard. All that could be heard were the chaotic cries of the young pilots who were dizzy from the bombing and the screams of the few surviving pilots of the destroyed mobile suits.

"Captain, where is our captain?"

"Has anyone seen John? John, where are you?"

"Martinez, help me!"

Should we retreat now?

"Where is the enemy? Has anyone seen those two Federation aircraft?"

It was at this moment that Makarius swooped down and began to reap the remaining enemies.

Although he could feel the enemy's fear and panic, as long as they had not laid down their weapons, they were still considered combatants.

With a beep following the lock-on, Macarius pulled the trigger, and the G3 Gundam's dual-barreled beam rifle fired two striking particle beams in succession, hitting a Zaku FZ below him.

Although it is a production and improved version of the Zaku, the Zaku FZ still has very poor defense against beam weapons, especially since the pilots of it even forgot to use shields to protect their cockpits.

Two beams of light pierced through the head and torso of the Zaku FZ, the particle beams cleanly cutting through its armor and killing the pilot inside.

Then, the wreckage, billowing with thick smoke, exploded, reminding the still-confused young pilots that this was a battlefield. One, two, three, four…

The two Gundams, maintaining their dive attack posture, kept firing. The precise fire control, combined with the two men's superb marksmanship, unleashed a deadly storm in the remaining ranks of the combat battalion.

In less than twenty seconds, half of the remaining mobile suits in the combat battalion were wiped out by the two Gundams. Some of the Augur pilots didn't even fire a single shot. Even if someone saw the diving Gundam, they couldn't aim at it and could only fire wildly at the trails it left behind.

At that moment, the two Gundams had already broken through the formation of the Kazburn Combat Battalion and left them behind.

But this did not mean that the entire combat battalion was safe, because the Federation mobile suit forces advancing from the rear had followed the two Gundams and attacked. Subsequently, this Zeon sample unit, which had been regarded as a model of child soldiers, was like a small pebble swallowed by the ocean, sinking into oblivion without making a ripple.

Then, the two Gundams rushed into Abaoa's second defense line without any hindrance.

"Amuro, don't let it get shot down!"

"You're the one who's the old man!"

After passing the friendly forces engaged in fierce fighting with the enemy, the two Gundams quickly dispersed, preparing to disrupt the Zeon forces' defenses from both sides. While controlling his mobile suit to dodge incoming anti-aircraft fire, Macarius switched his weapon to the missile pods on his shoulders.

Then, he maneuvered his machine to dodge several incoming missiles, then twisted away the particle beams shooting from below. Once the G3 Gundam's fire control system had locked on, Makarius pulled the trigger again.

As white smoke billowed up, the four pods on the shoulders of the G3 Gundam were propelled out by their own engines and flew toward the Zeon army formation.

"Get out of the way!"

The densely packed missiles on the pod were clearly visible to the Zeon pilots. Although some pilots reacted and tried to fire to intercept the incoming pod, their MMP80 machine guns were struggling in space warfare, and the barrage of bullets hit nothing.

The Zeon pilots below could only watch in despair as the missile pods, having completed their mission, unleashed a barrage of missiles like a shower of petals, which then hurtled towards the Zeon mobile suits in all directions.

Despite the low hit rate of these missiles due to the interference of the rice grains, their sheer number made up for it. After a series of explosions, nearly forty more mobile suits were left on the Zeon position.

Along with the missile pods, the fully armored external particle cannons were also fired. The blinding beams were like lightsabers sweeping across the battlefield, destroying three Lickitungs in one go and then cleaving a Vator spaceship in half.

This was just the beginning. Before the Zeon forces could catch their breath from the rapid attack, the deadly particle cannon beams lit up again.

"The entire 13th squad has been wiped out!"

"Damn it, what the hell is that thing?"

"It's a Gundam!"

"Isn't there anyone who can stop him?"

Amid the Zeon pilot's wails, an MA-05 Bigelow charged toward the G3 Gundam. The Zeon pilot, his eyes bloodshot, stared at the streak of light flashing among the stars—the trajectory of the G3 Gundam.

After believing he had figured out the enemy's pattern of action, Bigelow's pilot immediately fired missiles from the quadruple missile launchers mounted on the left and right sides of the MA's nose.

He intended to use this thing to block the opponent's movement. As long as he forced the opponent to move in the direction he was aiming at, the high-powered mega particle cannon in the center of the nose of the aircraft would be able to take them down.

To the Zeon pilot's surprise, the enemy did not dodge the incoming missiles. Instead, they launched several large-caliber rockets. These rockets, equipped with proximity warheads, intercepted Bigelow's missiles mid-flight, causing them to explode prematurely.

"Damn it, hit it!"

The Zeon pilot could only roar and launch an attack with the particle cannon, but the Gundam then skillfully performed a high-speed roll and sidestep to dodge Biglo's particle cannon attack. Then, a beam of light appeared in the Gundam's hand, piercing Biglo from the front.

Under the fierce attack of the two Gundams, the Zeon forces began to retreat steadily. Especially after the Federation fleet approached the defense line and began to fire a barrage of fire at the fortress, the Zeon forces became increasingly chaotic.

"Give it your all, brothers! If we win this battle, I'll treat you all to drinks!"

On the right side of the fleet, in a Salamis squadron, the squadron commander encouraged his men in this way.

Just as the Salamis's main cannon was about to fire another beam of particles, several beams of particles suddenly shot out from the dark universe, attacking the Salamis from several directions.

"Sir, the Eagle has been attacked!"

"what?"

While that Salamis was being attacked by the beam, two more Salamis fell into the same predicament. Under the attack of the particle beam, these three Salamis did not even last a minute before being reduced to billowing smoke and a gruesome sight.

"What exactly is attacking us?"

"They are Zeon's floating weapons!"

Upon receiving the report, Captain Paul immediately recalled the notification document that Makarius had given him.

"Notify Red Dragon..."

"No need, sir, Red Dragon is advancing towards the enemy's flank!"

"Does he already know the enemy's location?"

Captain Paul was quite surprised.

In reality, Markarius was unaware that the fleet behind him was being attacked by drones. He changed direction simply because the detectors discovered a very arrogant guy approaching the battlefield at a speed 130 percent faster than the other mobile suits.

Although this speed is not three times his speed, it is still conspicuous enough. Not to mention, the approaching machine is also completely red and is carrying a beam rifle!
"Tsk tsk, to be able to drive a brand new Warrior, Char, you must have sold Kycilia's body!"

(End of this chapter)