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

Chapter 308 The Unsustainable Remnant Party Cause!
The roaring mobile suits had almost no chance of missing the target at close range with their assault rifles. The high-velocity armor-piercing rounds were like steel rods driven into the soil, instantly creating a dense network of bullet holes in the bodies of those mobile suits.

The remaining pilots who tried to board the aircraft were also shot down in the strafing. The solid warheads of the armor-piercing rounds carried enormous kinetic energy, much like a high-speed train. When they hit a human body, they didn't just leave bruises, but smashed it into mincemeat.

One of the remaining soldiers had his face covered in splattered blood and flesh, but he didn't have time to clean himself because federal special forces bullets also came and knocked him to the ground.

"Let's fight these Federation troops!"

Although these remnant soldiers were not usually very determined in their fighting spirit, at this moment they had no choice but to fight back with a desperate attitude. After all, this asteroid base only had one exit, and now that it was blocked by the Federation Army, it meant that they had no way out. The Federation Army's intelligence agency special forces would not be lenient with the remnants. Although the Federation Army usually captured prisoners of war, it was unlikely that they would capture prisoners of war themselves.

The intelligence agency's special forces are pure killing machines. Enemies with no value are hard to spare. Even if these guys occasionally spare prisoners for some reason, their fate is no different from death, because what awaits them is an asteroid mining site. The Federation did not completely dismantle the labor camps established by Zeon. Some of the better ones were still preserved, and the laborers in them were naturally these remnant prisoners.

Therefore, the remnants would rather die than surrender, because they truly knew what kind of hell it was.

However, as a unit of the Federation Army that is always on the front line of combat, the Shadow Special Forces' individual combat equipment is also rapidly upgraded. Their exoskeleton spacesuits are completely immune to the infantry firepower of the remnants.

The roaring bullets that hit the special forces soldiers were either deflected or smashed to pieces, and the special forces soldiers didn't even move.

"I'll fight you!"

While the remnants were being overwhelmed, an engineering mobile suit, armed with a machine gun and welding torch, suddenly burst out from a corner passage. Inside the transparent cockpit, a middle-aged man with a stubble beard roared as he strode forward, controlling the machine. But the next second, his machine was shot in the torso by a Gatchakri. Then, the powerless engineering mobile suit crashed to the ground with a thud. Before the pilot could even climb out, a beam saber pierced the transparent cockpit from above, instantly burning it into a molecular structure.

From the start of the battle to the cessation of gunfire, it only took about ten minutes for the special forces to break through. Apart from a dozen wounded and those who surrendered, all of the hundreds of remnants in this base were killed in the firefight. Their bodies were now scattered and floating in the corners of the base.

Then, the special forces split into two groups. One group began to clear out usable intelligence within the base, while the other group began interrogating the prisoners on the spot. In fact, the intelligence agency did not completely leave no prisoners. They would still leave one or two very cooperative individuals who knew relevant intelligence. These people could receive treatment, food and water, and would later be sent to regular military prisons.

However, the number of such people is very limited, and whether or not they can get one depends entirely on whether these prisoners cooperate or not.

These remnants, who couldn't even cobble together a complete set of military uniforms, were exceptionally tough. After all, those who weren't tough wouldn't be living like savages in the asteroid belt. Therefore, the special forces had to resort to unconventional methods.

Cruel, ruthless, cold-blooded, but very effective.

"Sir, here's someone willing to confess!"

"Take him back to the spaceship!"

"What about the others?"

The commander initially wanted to order them all to be shot, but after looking around, he changed his mind.

"Take them all with you and send them to the quarry. These guys like to dig holes in asteroids, right? Then let them dig as many as they want!"

The quarry was the nickname for the forced labor camp. Upon receiving orders, special forces soldiers immediately injected the prisoners with sedatives and then stuffed them into a special package, similar to a plastic bag a housewife would use for grocery shopping. This package was filled with air at standard atmospheric pressure. The prisoners, now incapacitated, would be stuffed into these sealed bags and then dragged back to the spaceship by mobile suits. Although these bags looked dangerous, they were actually not safe at all. They were separated from the universe by only a thin membrane; even a slight scratch from a sharp object would be fatal. However, for these remnants, it was enough!
Meanwhile, the special forces gathering intelligence were rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for usable information, and then, to their surprise, they actually found something good.

It was a box of gold stored in a safe. The gold bars were all standard designs, and they were stamped with the insignia of the Aksis army and a date stamp.

"This symbol? It should be unique to the Zeon forces of Axis, right?"

"It's Axis! Those bastards, they've really struck gold! These gold bars were minted less than a year ago!"

The commander held a gold bar in his hand, weighed it a few times, and then tossed it back into the box.

"Axis is so rich? I'm tempted to go check it out too!"

"He must have money. The asteroid belt lacks everything, but it doesn't lack these metals. These things must have been acquired recently. This guy hasn't even had time to get rid of them!"

The commander then looked at the safe that had been cut open by the laser. There were still quite a few Federal HITs inside, but most of the banknotes had been burned due to the violent dismantling.

Although a box of gold is extravagant, in the asteroid belt, it is the most useless thing. It can't be eaten or drunk, and the remnants of the regime wouldn't deliberately hoard such valuables. They would rather exchange them for supplies and weapons. So, this box of well-preserved gold bars must have been recently acquired!

In addition to the gold bars, the Federation forces also checked the base commander's computer, but the data inside had been deleted. It wasn't deleted during the raid, but rather deleted by the other side beforehand. Although it was uncertain whether the technical department could recover it, the special forces still took the device with them.

Afterwards, the special forces, having completed their mission, began their return journey. However, before leaving, the riot control Gao Zaku did not forget to deploy several transmitters on the asteroid.

"Captain, we've received a signal!"

"Fire!"

The two Salamis-class cruisers then launched dozens of heavy missiles, enough to severely damage warships. These missiles, trailing white smoke, flew into the asteroid belt and then plunged into the remnant base. After a series of inconspicuous explosions, the asteroid was blasted into a wrecked mess, leaking air from all sides.

It was blasted away from its original position and then crashed into other asteroids not far away.

Over the long years to come, this asteroid will continue to interact with its surrounding environment until it is completely shattered upon impact. In fact, this is already a rather troublesome cleanup, because those remaining enemy bases that could allow warships to approach have already been reduced to dust by particle cannons.

After taking in the special forces who had returned with a full load, the three warships set sail. The prisoners brought back to the ships were taken to the interrogation room of the Pegasus-class ships. After a bowl of hot pork chop rice, all the information the prisoners knew was recorded in the interrogation record.

The Basques received the report shortly afterward.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Basque remained silent, the adjutant thought there was a problem with the report.

"We are in a very passive position!"

The Basque stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the starry sky outside.
"These funds were brought by a new batch of Axis remnants who arrived in the Earth Sphere, but their captives don't know about them. So, we haven't figured out who's behind this yet!"

"Axis, that's true. As long as that place isn't conquered, the remnants will be able to continuously infiltrate the Earth sphere!"

Daninghan scratched his head, unsure of what to say in this situation.

"However, it should be soon!" "What? An expedition to Axis?"

"Correct!"

The Basques nodded.

"What do you think those brand-new Rakaram-class and Kramp-class destroyers are for? They're just for the remnants of Axis!"

"However, that should be none of our business!"

Daningham chuckled. Their intelligence agency and the expedition seemed to have no real connection. If the Federation were to mobilize, it should be the regular army and those ace pilots. Perhaps the one commanding the strike fleet would be Macarius. With him there, Axis seemed like no problem at all!

"Yes, but the work we're doing right now is related to us!"

Basque turned and went back to his office chair.

"After all, these guys are still trying to rebuild their resistance. The one who was killed earlier was probably trying to coordinate with friendly forces! We can't let them succeed!"

The scattered remnants are just a mess, unable to pose any threat to the Federation. But if they unite, they become a deadly tumor that would require a huge cost to remove.

"Order the Shadow Force to enter Level 1 combat readiness and recall all personnel on leave. We need to weave a large net around these newcomers. The current duty troops can't do it, and they need rest too!"

"I'll arrange it immediately. Also, should we recall the Gundam that was assigned to us?"

"No rush. Trust Lord Macarius. We can recall them once he confirms that the pilots are truly capable of carrying out the mission. After all, we were able to carry out missions even without Gundams before!"

"That's true, and those riot police are enough to drive them to despair!"

"Hahahaha!"

When Daningham mentioned this thing, the Basque couldn't help but laugh.

Although they didn't want this thing at first, no matter how good its handling was, it was still a Zaku. However, once the Riot Control Zaku was actually put into battle, the pilots and commanders of the intelligence agency changed their minds and started to like it.

The advance force of the Mark Bay fleet was completely unaware of the Federal Military Intelligence Agency's operation; they were still tirelessly spending money, trying to establish the necessary personnel framework in this way.

After all, the remnants of the Earth Sphere were shattered beyond recognition. They couldn't even muster a complete infantry unit, let alone a full fleet. Officers were nowhere to be found, and soldiers were nowhere to be found. Relying on the advance team's meager strength was no better than hoping that Lord Mark Bay would marry a bunch of women on Mars and train new recruits!
In fact, the advance team was also very surprised. They did not expect that in just a few years, the Earth Sphere would become like this. The friendly forces here were no longer a force to be reckoned with. Forget about avenging Zabi, these guys were even having trouble surviving. They contacted several groups of their own people and then discovered that these guys had even fallen so low that they had to make a living by working as security guards for transport ships.

What surprised them most was that these guys who went to work as security guards preferred to earn meager security fees rather than continue their anti-Federal cause.

Therefore, the advance troops have spent a lot of money, but the results have been minimal, and they have managed to gather very few remaining enemy troops.

After all, for the remnants of the Earth Sphere, Axis was a cloud in the sky, and the Federation Forces were a meteorite overhead. Since Axis disappeared without a trace, many remnants thought that these guys had fled far away and would never come back.

They have finally achieved some stability in their lives and naturally do not want to be disturbed again.

"Sir, does this mean our plan can't be carried out?"

On the flagship of the advance force, a group of Zeon officers immediately began to discuss among themselves.

"So far, we've only gathered a few hundred personnel, and most of them are ordinary ship crew. There are fewer than ten mobile suit pilots, and even fewer officers..."

"Stop talking such discouraging things. Keep promoting. We have plenty of money. Maybe those guys just aren't interested yet!"

The commander of the advance team couldn't help but scratch his head.

"To put it bluntly, these brothers have lost confidence, and we also lack charismatic officers!"

“These days, any officer with a name and influence is either dead or has run away. Are we supposed to use General Mark Bay’s name?”

"can not fight!"

The commander shook his head frantically. Mark Bay had specifically emphasized this before they arrived, telling them not to use his name. He was genuinely afraid that some ruthless killer would come knocking on their door.

"Shall we try to contact Commander Diraz?"

"The problem is, we don't know his whereabouts either!"

"damn it!"

The commander, in frustration, slammed his general's cap onto the control panel beside him.

"Forget it, let's not worry about that anymore. We have plenty of funds anyway, so let's just stick to the previous plan. I refuse to believe that none of our soldiers scattered all over the country are brave warriors!"

"Sir, how about we try side 3?"

Suddenly someone suggested it.

"I think there must be people in Zeon who are willing to join our army!"

"Side 3, huh?"

The commander pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"I think you can try it!"

(End of this chapter)