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

Chapter 231 Code Name: Yongren
"Those damned bald monks of the Nanyang Alliance are starting to get restless!"

"They really want to cause trouble?"

In a spacious office at the Union Army's Gabro base, a Union Army major general in his fifties tossed a report onto the table in front of him, then stood up and walked toward the huge floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

On the other side of the room sat several federal officers, but the insignia on the left side of their uniforms were not the usual branch of service badges. Instead, they were shields engraved on the surface of the earth, covering most of the earth. Above the shield were crossed swords, and around the entire design were golden tassels and inscriptions.

This arm patch is neither particularly unusual nor important; its only distinguishing feature is its affiliation—it is the symbol of the Federal Army's Military Intelligence Directorate.

As an intelligence agency with strong military characteristics, the Federation Military Intelligence Directorate has a fairly good reputation among its peers. Of course, the main reason for this is that the agency was established with a relatively specific goal, in the 60s as part of the Federation's military upgrade plan triggered by the Zeon threat.

From the very beginning, the Military Intelligence Bureau's target was the Zeon separatists who were plotting conspiracies in the dark universe. To this end, they conducted a rather lengthy infiltration of Zeon, during which they did indeed intercept a considerable amount of intelligence.

However, with the Zabi family coming to power, Zeon implemented even stricter blockade measures, and the work of the Military Intelligence Bureau plummeted. Because Zeon physically isolated its homeland from other regions, the Federation agents lurking in Zeon were naturally completely cut off from headquarters.

In addition, due to the severe purges and searches on Zeon's home soil, many Federation agents did not live to see the day of victory. They either died in the searches and pursuits of the Führer's Guard and the Kycilia Agency, or were tortured in Zeon's intelligence agencies after being captured, and were eventually executed.

Very few captured Federation agents survived to the post-war period, and those who did were mostly tortured to the point of near death. However, this also shows that Zeon's intelligence agencies were relatively fair, treating outsiders and their own people equally, which is somewhat of a hellish joke.

After the victory in the war, the work of the Federal Military Intelligence Bureau finally received more resource support. After all, it would be impossible to suppress anti-Federal forces without intelligence support!

The Nanyang Alliance has become the current focus of the Federal Military Intelligence Bureau. Through the continuous dispatch of agents and the recruitment of informants, the intelligence bureau has obtained a lot of information about the Nanyang Alliance, including news that the Nanyang Alliance is recruiting retired pilots from the former Zeon.

If the Nanyang Alliance's previous actions of recovering mobile suits and training troops could be forcibly explained as the Nanyang Alliance's efforts to protect its national defense, then recruiting former Zeon pilots is simply a blatant act!

Therefore, after gathering conclusive intelligence, the document was handed over to Major General Luensjach, the head of the Federal Army's Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Sir, may we proceed with the operation immediately?"

As Major General Lunes was deep in thought by the window, an intelligence officer asked him a question.

"The Shadow Force is basically complete, and we can be deployed at any time if needed!"

"No, you don't need to be deployed for now!"

Luens waved his hand. The Shadow Special Forces were a rapid reaction force directly under the Intelligence Bureau, authorized to be established after the war. They were responsible for cooperating with the Intelligence Bureau's intelligence work, and according to their authorization, they could also use their authority to contact surrounding federal forces at any time to cooperate with their own operations.

This force is now Lunes' trump card, but with their current size, they are clearly outmatched in dealing with the Nanyang Alliance.

"Any military action is prohibited without the approval of headquarters!"

"understand!"

"So we just sit here and do nothing?"

"No, aren't they recruiting? We'll send people over too!"

Major General Lunes took a fine Cuban handmade cigar from the cigar box on the table and lit it leisurely.

"Select a few capable pilots, disguise them as retired Zeon pilots, and send them over. I want to see what these bald monks are up to!"

Major General Lunes's plan was subsequently approved by the Federal Command, and an order was then sent to all agencies under the Intelligence Bureau.

Since we need to send infiltrators, it's impossible to select people from ordinary mobile suit units. We need someone who is bold, resourceful, and professionally trained. At the same time, they must have the corresponding mobile suit piloting skills, and they cannot be Federation mobile suits; they must be Zeon mobile suits.

This significantly reduced the pool of candidates, especially the latter. There were very few Federation pilots who possessed Zeon-type mobile suit piloting skills, to the point that some even suggested recruiting Red Dragon to join the team.

Then, the guy who proposed the plan was promoted to head of the Greenland Hydrological Observatory, supposedly by stepping out of the office with his left foot.

Are you kidding me? Makarius, who has already reported to the Federal Advanced Military Academy, can be considered a brigadier general by default. You think it's a movie to send a general to be a covert agent?
Fortunately, the Federation Army is full of talented people, and after a rigorous selection process, Federico Zariano, who belongs to the Federation Army Rangers, was successfully selected.

This Federation lieutenant colonel perfectly fits all the requirements of the infiltration plan. He taught himself how to drive Zeon mobile suits during his operations in North America, and even led a unit composed of captured Zaku to attack Zeon outposts on the outskirts of the California base. He was bold, meticulous, professionally trained, and skilled. Most importantly, the lieutenant colonel himself still harbored strong hostility towards Zeon.

Although the lieutenant colonel was a bit old and looked rather weathered, it wasn't a problem. After all, it fit the character of a retired Zeon pilot—a weathered Zeon officer who was devastated by the defeat in the war and penniless.

Afterwards, Major General Luens summoned the lieutenant colonel. When he learned that he still had a chance to kill the Zeons, Lieutenant Colonel Federico agreed without hesitation. For him, the Zeons owed him a blood debt from the war, which he had not yet repaid!

The intelligence agency then acted swiftly, creating a new identity for the lieutenant colonel. He was now a mobile suit commander under the 2nd Brigade of the Zeon European Army.

In any case, the entire Zeon Earth Corps was basically wiped out, so even if someone questioned the lieutenant colonel's identity, there was no way to verify it. On the contrary, the lieutenant colonel had an extremely detailed resume and promotion record, and even the detailed address of his hometown. Of course, his hometown had been destroyed by war, and all his relatives and friends who knew his identity were gone.

"Lieutenant Colonel, I'm entrusting this mission to you!"

"Everything for the Federation!"

"Well then, Lieutenant Colonel Federico, please allow me to address you by your name one last time, for from this day forward, you shall become Wallace!"

"I'll get used to it!"

Lieutenant Colonel Federico nodded; he was prepared for the worst!

Subsequently, Lieutenant Colonel Federico faced another brutal week of training, which could be described as hellish. He had to memorize everything about his new identity, and the intelligence agency would conduct random checks at any time, including but not limited to when he was eating, defecating, or even sleeping.

Fortunately, he was able to learn to pilot mobile suits on his own, and the lieutenant colonel had a strong understanding of the subject. Therefore, after a short period of training, he and his new identity were already quite compatible, and even ordinary Zeon soldiers could not find any fault with him.

Subsequently, Major Wallace from the European Army left Earth. To better fit his character, he chose to start with the local talent market in Zeon. Thus, a frustrated Major Wallace was added to the Zeon veterans' settlement.

After failing to secure several jobs, Major Wallace caused a scene at the resettlement center. He was then brutally beaten by the police in front of many Zeon veterans. Seeing their hero, who had shed blood for the country, being treated this way, the veterans could not stand it. They rushed to help Major Wallace fight the police, and a fierce battle ensued in the street, even overturning a police car. The police were forced to deploy mobile suits, and the Zaku, equipped with large-capacity water tanks on their backs, used high-pressure multi-barrel water cannons to knock the rioting veterans off their feet.

The ringleader was naturally locked up in a detention center and given a three-day prison sentence.

Despite the hardships, Major Wallace successfully integrated into the circle of retired Zeon veterans. He then adopted the persona of a generous but penniless veteran, working hard day jobs to earn a meager living, then going to the veterans' bar for drinks, telling stories of his past to everyone he met. Once he was in a good mood, he would ring the bell on the bar counter, announcing that he would treat everyone to a round of drinks. This cycle repeated itself until one day, when he wanted to treat everyone but found himself broke, a friendly Zeon veteran raised his hand.

"This time it's my treat!"

"Thank you, I'll pay you back tomorrow when I earn the money!"

Major Wallace said gratefully and then prepared to leave, but was stopped by the other party.

"Major, do you really like this kind of life?"

coming!

Major Wallace was overjoyed, but his face remained as dejected and lifeless as ever.

He turned around, let out a loud, pungent burp, and then said with a laugh.

"What do I have to complain about? I like it very much!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to pat the plump, round buttocks of the bar girl next to him, and the latter slapped the major back without hesitation.

"You want to touch me without paying?"

Despite being slapped, the major wasn't angry and left the bar with the slap mark on his face.

The next day after get off work, he went to the bar as usual after receiving his salary. However, before he could even speak, the bartender served him the best whiskey.

"I want the cheapest beer!"

"This was paid for by that gentleman!"

The bartender pointed to a spot not far away, and then Wallace saw the man who had paid for him yesterday waving at him.

"Thank you! I haven't had this brand of whisky since the war ended!"

"You're welcome, Major, but you haven't answered my question yet!"

Didn't I say that yesterday?

"Was that your true answer?"

"Alright, since you're so eager to hear it!"

Wallace downed the whiskey in one gulp, then wore an expression of deep nostalgia.

"What can we do if we're not satisfied? Right now, we're alive, we have food to eat, and we can have a drink. That's enough for us!"

"Didn't you think of trying other methods?"

"What method? You've seen it yourself. The resettlement center is full of veterans with nowhere to go. I've already calculated everything. This is war in the trenches!"

"Actually, I have some connections!"

The man tilted his head and then said.

"What kind of connections do you have, and how much can you earn?"

"I have to keep that a secret for now, but I can tell you that the salary will definitely satisfy you, even more than it was in the army!"

"This doesn't sound like a good job!"

"My employer isn't here, he's on Earth, and if you want to join, you'll have to take a test first!"

"Earth? I won't fight for the Federation. You can leave!"

"It's not the Federation. Come here if you want!"

The man then left an envelope and turned to leave. Major Wallace picked up the envelope with some suspicion. Inside were several fifty-dollar bills and a note with an address written on it.

Unsure if anyone was watching him, Major Wallace didn't rush to the address on the note. Instead, he returned to his residence and pretended to stay up all night, constantly turning the lights on and off. It wasn't until the next day, with dark circles under his eyes, that he finally went to the address on the note.

"So, what are you testing?"

Seeing the man standing in front of the building that looked like a factory, Wallace immediately asked a question.

"We need some elite mobile suit pilots. If we succeed, you'll get a sum of money and a ticket to Earth. If we fail, sorry, you get nothing!"

"Damn it, I did it! I've taken down thirteen Federation GMs on the battlefield and even fought against European Gundams. What are you afraid of?!"

Major Wallace then followed the man into the room. After passing through several guards, the major was taken to the basement of the factory. There, two training pods with their official Zeon serial numbers still intact were placed in the center of the room. On a chair next to the training pods sat several guys who looked as dejected as Wallace, probably also there to participate in the testing!
As Major Wallace sat down, the training pod door opened, and a young man who looked like a child soldier nervously stepped out and looked at the person in charge sitting in front of the computer on the other side.

Then, the latter raised his head and shouted along with the boy soldier.

"Passed. You there, come and get your stuff!"

Then, a thick envelope stuffed with banknotes was handed to the overjoyed young soldier in front of everyone.

Major Wallace immediately heard the breathing of the people around him suddenly quicken!

(End of this chapter)