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

Chapter 240 He'll be anxious!

"I don't understand what you mean, Colonel!"

Lieutenant Colonel Monica answered with a stern face and unusual stiffness.

"It's alright, you'll understand later, Lieutenant Colonel!"

Makarius didn't look at the other person again, but simply raised his right index and middle fingers and waved them slightly with his back to the former. Such incomprehensible conversation sounded baffling to the crew, but Lieutenant Colonel Monica and Lieutenant General Jamitov, who was sitting high in the command position, knew exactly what was going on. In fact, Jamitov even gave Makarius a deep look.

At this moment, the resistance on the ground had subsided. Under the joint air and ground attack of the Federation forces, the monk soldiers of the Nanyang Alliance had been almost completely wiped out. Whether they were trying to hide behind cover or fleeing into the forest, the mobile soldiers could not escape the detection of the flying platform hovering overhead. Once discovered, they would be subjected to a top-down attack from the sky.

The monks' buildings and facilities on the island were mostly destroyed by the bombardment of the warships, and then the Federation military flag and the Earth Federation flag were planted on the ruins.

Beneath the fluttering flags, a long procession of disheveled and battered monk prisoners of war, with their hands raised, were being escorted back to the warship by fully armed Federation infantry.

The operation to suppress the island went extremely smoothly. After the monk soldiers were wiped out, the town not far from the base was quickly brought under the control of the Federation Army. The Federation Army did not take any excessive actions against this bustling fishing port town. They simply arranged for armed forces to patrol the streets and distribute notices to reassure the people. The government structure that had been abolished by the Order of Order was quickly rebuilt. The Federation Army officer in charge of this task simply asked the locals to elect several respected local elders.

Of course, these are all temporary measures. After the Order is defeated, everything will be formalized.

Subsequently, the four Pegasus-class ships landed swiftly in the South Pacific Alliance's naval port. Jamitov planned to turn it into a forward base to support the strike fleet's operations. In any case, there was enough open space, and the obstructing buildings had all been cleared away. Next, all that was needed was to wait for the subsequent naval fleet to arrive.

Although the Federal Navy is not the main force in the operation, it plays an important role in constantly narrowing the encirclement and monitoring the ocean. Without their cooperation, the strike fleet's strangulation would not be able to be completely eradicated.

Then, the federal military police and intelligence agencies quickly interrogated all the captured prisoners, hoping to obtain more accurate information about the Nanyang Alliance, from personnel lists to base addresses, and even the financial backers behind them—anything was acceptable.

However, these garrison soldiers were clearly not people who could access those classified information. Even with the help of a memory restoration technique, the military police and intelligence departments only learned the location of the nearby Nanyang Alliance military base from a few officers. As for Lei Fanhu's whereabouts, these monk soldiers insisted that they knew nothing.

For this reason, several intelligence officers threw their hats down and chased the military police out of the room, because they were going to use some unconventional methods and it was not appropriate for others to be present. But even though the prisoners who had suffered were on the verge of death, they still did not reveal a single word about Lei Fanhu.

"These guys really don't know where the other party is!"

During the interrogation, intelligence officers also used a lie detector to determine whether the person did not know or did not want to talk.

On the bridge of the Sparta, the officers of the strike fleet gathered for their second operational meeting, chaired by Djamitov.

"Damn bastard, he hid really well, only sending these low-level thugs out to their deaths!"

Captain Vincent couldn't help but slam his hand on the table.

"But if the other side hides, that's not a solution either; the fleet can't keep fighting them here indefinitely!"

The captain of the Grey Ghost then added.

"Colonel, what are your thoughts?"

Seeing that all the officers were talking at once, only Makarius remained silent while looking at the map, so Jamitov called out his name.

"What is our mission?"

Instead of answering Jamitov directly, Makarius turned to Bradnoa beside him and asked him a question. Bradnoa blinked his beady eyes and then spoke.

"Strike down the separatists of the Nanyang Alliance, eradicate the Order Cult, and arrest or kill its leader, Lei Fanhu!"

"Yes!"

Marcarius pointed to the electronic map in front of everyone and then spoke.

"Aren't all of these our targets?"

Marcarius guessed that Revanhu was probably hiding in some secret base, waiting for the completion of the mental Zaku. Until then, even if the sky fell, he wouldn't show up.

But here's the problem: according to the intelligence gathered earlier, the development of the mental Zaku is still in its early stages. Therefore, Lei Fanhu will inevitably need technical personnel to conduct a lot of testing and modifications, and all of this will certainly require various resources.

A single base cannot meet the resource needs for improved production. The only ones in the entire Earth Sphere that can do this are the Federation's several large base clusters, such as the Odessa base cluster, which have mining, refining, and production facilities within their bases, enabling them to provide a one-stop service from source to end.

However, the bases of the Nanyang Alliance cannot do this. They may be able to achieve self-sufficiency in food, since the Nanyang Alliance has been an important grain-producing area of ​​the Federation in the past, but industrial products, especially equipment used to produce mobile suits, must be transported through external channels.

Therefore, the federal army only needs to follow the map and attack the Nanyang Alliance bases one by one. Without logistical support, General Lei Fan will have to show up!
"But given the current situation, splitting our forces is not advantageous for us!"

The old captain, a purebred stallion, took a drag of his cigarette and then spoke.

The biggest problem with the Federation's strike fleet lies in its sheer numbers. As part of a rapid reaction force, the four Pegasus-class ships already carried a limited number of mobile fighters. Add to that the core fighters and the accompanying marines, and the combined forces of the four ships could be considered a sharp dagger piercing the enemy's chest. However, when dispersed, they become somewhat overwhelmed against the numerous Alliance bases in the South Pacific. "No need to capture, just destroy. Prioritize attacking airfields and ports, destroying enemy transport equipment, and bombing enemy docks and maintenance facilities. We have air and sea superiority, so next, all we need to do is trap our enemies on small islands, and they'll start to panic!"

In fact, this is what the Federation Army should have done when it started a special military operation. However, the Federation Army leadership, which did not want to mobilize too many troops, did not do so because it would have required the mobilization of all Federation Army strike forces in the Far East, the Pacific, and even the Indian Ocean.

In reality, the Federation forces have only deployed half of the Pacific Fleet and the Indian Ocean Fleet. The land and air forces have not yet entered a state of combat readiness. Therefore, the only ships capable of carrying out this strike mission are the four Pegasus-class destroyers that can move freely in and out of the South Pacific Alliance's territory.

"Cut off the logistics chain and force Lei Fanhu to fight us to the death?"

Jamitov nodded approvingly. It was a very good plan; he liked it very much.

"Then, let's proceed with this plan!"

"Colonel, how do you think the fleet should divide its tasks?"

"Let the Grey Ghost follow us; the Thoroughbred Stallion and the White Trojan Horse will move together!"

Marcarius didn't just randomly categorize them; he divided them based on the balance of their combat power. The Grey Ghost was bound to have some bad luck, so by operating alongside the Spartan, which was with him, they could minimize the chances of anything going wrong with the other ship.

The Pureblood Stallion and White Horse do not have this problem. As for the issue of the entire fleet currently having only one Gundam, it will soon be resolved, because the transport plane carrying the Atlas Gundam departed almost simultaneously with the fleet. Based on the last communication time, the mobile suit can be delivered within two days.

Of course, two Gundams are far from the limit. The Gundam Unit 5, originally assigned to the purebred stallion, is undergoing magnetic coating modification. Once the modification is completed, it can arrive immediately. At that time, the fleet will have three Gundams. Whether Lei Fan is willing or not, he must stand up and take the initiative to face this powerful Federation force.

Marcarius's plan was immediately approved by the fleet command. Then, a group of operations staff began to formulate a specific strike plan based on the available intelligence, including the warships' routes, the order of attack targets, and the existing intelligence on the targets.

Meanwhile, the Federation Navy's supply fleet arrived two days after the fleet docked, replenishing the four Pegasus-class ships with various military supplies. In addition, the long-awaited Atlas Gundam also arrived on the supply fleet.

And the pilot of this amphibious vehicle is none other than the hot-tempered young man that Markarius had thoroughly trained in the Thunder Cosmos, the noble young master Io Fleming from Side 4!
"Reporting, Lieutenant Éo Fleming is here on assignment!"

When Io first boarded the Spartan, he was a little arrogant, but after being taken to the bridge, he immediately became timid and timid, his back bent, and his tone of voice was no longer so harsh.

Because he saw Macarius sitting to the side. Although the time they had spent fighting together in the Thunder Cosmos was not long, Macarius had still managed to subdue Io, making this arrogant rich and powerful second-generation heir learn to keep a low profile.

Therefore, when Io learned that he would have to participate in combat operations immediately upon arrival, he was not dissatisfied at all. In fact, he immediately patted his chest and guaranteed that no matter what difficulties there were, his Atlas Gundam could handle them!

Then, the four Pegasus-class ships didn't give Io any time to rest. They took off again without hesitation. The four ships then split into two groups in the sky and flew in opposite directions.

Since the Spartan already had the NT1, Io's Atlas Gundam was assigned to the White Horse. This also made it easier for technicians to collect relevant data feedback from Gilai.

After all, Gilai was created to be compared to Gundam!
Meanwhile, Lei Fanhu was still in his lair, a secret base located beneath an active volcanic island, hoping that the development of the mental Zaku would be completed quickly.

Speaking of which, he also wanted to thank the Federation Army, because their actions had drawn all the Zeon undead pilots who were initially hesitant to join the experiment. Among them was one with superb piloting skills that even surprised Lei Fanhu. Lei Fanhu was not unfamiliar with that person, as the other had once asked him in his mind, crying and begging for an answer.

Although Lei Fanhu still did not give the other party a clear answer to this question, at least he gave the other party an outlet for their endless grief and anger.

"Master, if there are no problems with this test, then we can begin production of the new test unit the day after tomorrow!"

"Do we have enough spare parts?"

"There's not much left. We've used quite a few on the test machines to collect enough data!"

"Then we'll allocate another batch from the reserves. You don't need to worry about safety; I'll have Elder Doni escort them!"

Looking at his subordinates who were clasping their hands together and bidding him farewell, Lei Fanhu's usually calm and composed face finally showed a hint of fatigue. The Federation army was already pressing in with overwhelming force, but he still needed precious time, and even had to ignore the heavy casualties of his followers for this purpose. This was also a kind of torment for him!
Not to mention, he himself was not in good health; in fact, doctors had previously estimated that he only had one year left to live.

Now, he is alive thanks to the Zeon's Psycommu technology, but as the situation becomes increasingly difficult, he has more and more work to do, and the Psycommu equipment that once sustained his life is under increasing pressure. Even Revanhu himself is not sure if he can continue to eke out a living like this.

But now, he has no way out and can only grit his teeth and keep going.

But fate seemed unwilling to let him off so easily, because just two days after the fall of the most important training base of the Nanyang Alliance, two more Alliance bases were attacked by the Federal Army.

One of the bases was responsible for supplying the headquarters with living materials and daily necessities. These things were also very important to the Nanyang Alliance. Whether it was toilet paper for wiping buttocks or various consumables for office use, the headquarters could not be self-sufficient in these things, but they were necessities for the monk soldiers.

Even though he was the spiritual leader of the Nanyang Alliance, it was really difficult for him to say something like, "I'm sorry, we don't have enough toilet paper to wipe our bottoms, so we should just use leaves instead."

Therefore, Lei Fanhu could only quickly contact other bases, hoping that they would be responsible for providing transportation support for headquarters!

"I'm sorry, Abbot, our supply ship was attacked by the Federation forces as soon as it set sail. I'm already trying to find a way to use submarines to deliver supplies to headquarters!"

(End of this chapter)