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

Chapter 310 Where can you find brand-new Zeon weapons now?

"Where's the goods?"

"Where's the money?"

In the docking walkway between the two spaceships, dozens of burly men with solemn expressions crowded the walkway, and among them, two leaders were negotiating.

The leader from the right raised his left hand and flicked it lightly. The next second, the crowd behind him parted to make way for a few men carrying large boxes. They placed the boxes on the ground and opened them, revealing neatly stacked gold bars.

"Payment! So, where are the goods I ordered?"

Upon seeing the gold, the person in charge of the transport ship on the left immediately picked up the walkie-talkie. Then, the huge hatch on the outside of the transport ship slowly lifted, revealing the interior of the ship. A large number of standard Federation military weapon boxes were neatly stacked together. Several crew members wearing spacesuits floated to the boxes, opened a few boxes, took out the weapons inside, and showed them off.

As a result, the two groups of people on the boardwalk, who were in a tense atmosphere, breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that everyone was indeed sincere in doing business. Consequently, the weapons within easy reach of their waists and the cannons poised to fire on the spaceships were put back into standby mode.

Then, people were sent from the right to inspect the weapons, and people from the left to check the purity of the gold bars. After the process was completed, both sides were very satisfied because the weapons were plentiful and the gold bars were of high purity and had a good odor.

"Brother, why are all these weapons from the Federal Army?!"

Of course, not everything was without problems. On the right-hand side of the ship, a henchman watched as the cargo was being moved by engineering mobile suits and couldn't help but ask the person in charge a question.

Before the elder brother could answer, the seller who was overseeing the cargo transportation process had already started laughing.

"Brother, look, where are there any Zeon weapons left? These are all weapons from the Federation Army's warehouses! Zeon's weapons and equipment have been almost completely used up! Besides, if we offered large quantities of Zeon weapons, would you dare to buy them?"

Hearing the seller say this, the remnants couldn't help but nod. After the Principality of Zeon was defeated, its production facilities and warehouses were taken over by the Federation. The weapons were also taken back by the Federation, either destroyed or used for testing. Therefore, Zeon weapons can be traded on the black market, but it is impossible for large quantities of Zeon weapons to circulate. At most, there are scattered weapons and equipment.

If the seller can actually produce the relevant Zeon weapons, then they should worry that it might be a trap set by the Federation.

But the Federation equipment that was sent was fine. The production numbers on the boxes of these weapons were from the One Year War, which meant that the Federation had overproduced them during the war. The Federation itself probably didn't know how many of these things had been produced. They were stockpiled in warehouses and might even have been scrapped without anyone taking care of them. So it was no problem for them to be smuggled out and sold by all the corrupt officials and middlemen.

"Happy cooperation!"

After taking inventory of the weapons, the remnants left satisfied. After all, they had bought much-needed weapons and ammunition, especially heavy ammunition such as anti-mobile fighter missiles. For the remnants, this was something they would never have dared to imagine in the past, since it was the Federation Army that was carrying anti-tank missiles to fight against mobile fighters.

After watching the remnant's transport ship leave, the seller returned to the port. The arms dealer who had previously traded with the remnant leader quickly changed his clothes after disembarking and blended into the crowd at the port. When he reappeared, he was in front of an inconspicuous building on the colony.

In the middle of this building that is still under construction, a Basque man dressed in casual clothes is sitting leisurely in a chair looking at a food advertisement in his hand.

Someone sent him this when he was passing by the pedestrian street. Although he didn't plan to go, he had nothing else to do at the moment, so he could only look at this to pass the time.

Then, the arms dealer appeared before him.

"Sir!"

"How did the transaction go?"
"It went very smoothly! They didn't suspect anything!"

"Hmm, very good. Keep in touch with them. These guys won't be satisfied with just buying some light weapons. They'll contact you again soon. Remember, play the long game!"

"Understood. Also, sir, if they want to buy heavy equipment, I think we should try to negotiate a bit! A deal that's too easy might arouse suspicion!"

"Okay, you decide these things. I just want the results!"

Although Basques are ruthless, they will still delegate authority when necessary. For example, at this moment, they will not concern themselves with the specific details of the arms deals; they only care about the results.

That's right, these weapons were taken from the warehouse by the intelligence agency, specifically for trading with the remnants. Of course, this was risky. In order not to arouse the remnants' suspicion, the intelligence agency did not tamper with the weapons in the transaction. If the remnants caused losses with these things, the intelligence agency would be in deep trouble. Not only Basque, but even Luens would have to leave.

However, risk comes with opportunity. The remnants' poor state of organization left the intelligence agency speechless. They had already followed the clues to find the remnants' gathering place, but because there were not many people and the mastermind had not yet appeared, the intelligence agency did not take action. In order to get them to appear as soon as possible, the intelligence agency could only turn into arms dealers and sell them some weapons. In this way, whether it was the subsequent organization, transportation or training, those guys from Axis would have to show up, and the intelligence agency could then close the net.

So even though it involved their own hats, the Basques still organized this operation. If they lost, they would have to go back home, but if they won, they might be able to go even further!
As intelligence operatives, officers at the field level are considered the pinnacle. Unless they have a great stroke of luck, they have no chance of ever being awarded a general's star. Director Lunes will be retiring in a few years, and there aren't many candidates who can succeed him.

Lunes also hoped to resolve more major cases before retiring, so that he might be able to return to politics, and therefore naturally supported the Basque Country.

For the remnants of the party, the arms and weapons were a welcome surprise. Firstly, it showed that there were still many corrupt elements within the Federation that could be exploited. Secondly, it met the needs of the recruited personnel, since the advance team had brought a lot of funds but not much weaponry. If they wanted to make a breakthrough before Mark Bay arrived, they would have to raise the necessary funds themselves.

"Great! Although these are all weapons that the Federation has phased out, at least the brothers don't have to fight the Federation empty-handed anymore!"

"However, these weapons are only light equipment. They might be useful inside the colony, but to fight the Federation forces, we will need fighter jets, mobile suits, and even warships!"

"Forget about warships. For now, we should focus on disguising ourselves as cargo ships. This will allow us to transport personnel and equipment more effectively and make it easier to evade inspections by the Federal Army!"

"But I still want to drive a Gevakin!"

One of the remaining party officers couldn't help but say, "Yes!"

"real or fake?"

"It's true, the Gwakin that the Red Dragon sank during the Battle of Loum is still drifting in that space. Go clean up the radiation and repair the hull, and it'll be usable!"

Upon hearing this, the officer shut his mouth, and the others also looked dejected. Perhaps those days would never come back!

Seeing that everyone's initial excitement had subsided, the remnant commander added.

"Don't be too upset. As far as I know, Axis is building a warship even more powerful than the Federation's Birmingham-class. As long as we keep working hard, that day will come soon!"

"By the way, how's the recruitment for Side 3 going?"

"The effect is not significant. Some officials are offering us assistance, but ordinary civilians are not willing to join us!"

"How could that be? What about those young soldiers? Have they forgotten the Commander-in-Chief's kindness?"

“Those boy soldiers are very unreliable. They are the orphans of the Deikun faction and were forced to go to the battlefield. Now that the Republic of Zeon is ruled by the Deikun faction, they naturally won’t side with us!”

"Damn it, these traitors! I refuse to believe that there aren't any veterans in Side 3 who can't make it through!"

“Since we have friends in the area, let’s send more people. Besides those young soldiers, there must be other World War I veterans. I don’t believe the Federation can turn Zeon into a paradise!”

"Damn it, these guys think the Republic of Zeon is their backyard, huh! Outrageous, this is outrageous!"

Looking at the report submitted by the Public Security Investigation Department, Lanbarar couldn't help but slam his fist on the table.

Although the Republic of Zeon was a completely new country established after the war, it also employed many former officials, which inevitably interfered with and hampered the work of the Public Security Investigation Agency.

Just like now, even though Ramball had ordered the Public Security Investigation Agency to tighten customs controls, a large number of unidentified individuals still managed to infiltrate the mainland. Relying on the protection provided by the mainland, they instantly disappeared into the dozens of colonies currently owned by Zeon.

It should be noted that although the population of Zeon has recovered considerably after several years of recuperation, it is still far from its peak. In addition, after the war, in order to cure the depression of the local people, Ramball frantically rebuilt the three open island colonies, which means that there are now plenty of places in Zeon to hide people.

"Forget it, if we can't stop them, we can't stop them. But do we have any leads on the people who are providing these guys with these benefits?"

"We've confirmed some, but there are still others who are unidentified frontmen, and the identities of those behind the scenes remain unknown!"

"That's what the person in charge of the public security bureau replied."

Although the police said they didn't know, Lanbarar knew very well that this matter was inextricably linked to the Prime Minister's Office. Of course, this did not refer to that old man Darcia. That guy was the kind of honest opportunist who would do whatever he wanted as long as the person in charge was powerful enough. Just like during the Duchy period, no matter how perverse Gilian himself acted, Darcia would still do as he was told.

Lanbarar was referring to Dalcia's son, Monahan Baharov. This young man, who had only recently begun to make a name for himself in the Republic of Zeon, was completely different from his father. He was young but extremely ambitious. Perhaps because of Dalcia's influence in Zeon, coupled with the impact of the rise of the Zabi family, this guy even wanted to make the Baharov family the second Zabi in Zeon.

However, this idea was naturally suppressed by Darcia. The old man had been in politics all his life and was well aware of the risks involved, but Monahan had no scruples at all and frequently held various so-called business parties and political exchanges.

Even Lanbarar received quite a few invitations, but although he was quite audacious, he didn't leave any evidence, which only made people grit their teeth in hatred.

"Let's put this matter on hold for now. Your main responsibility is to monitor those whose identities we know. Once we find any evidence, take immediate action!"

"understand!"

"Also, regarding the remnants of the Communist Party, the police can't just sit idly by and wait for them to come to them; they have to take the initiative. Aren't they recruiting people? Select reliable individuals, infiltrate them, and find out their specific situation!"

Rambala paused for a moment, then said.

"Remember, agents must be reliable and have sufficient ability to contact the core. Send as many as you can. Whatever you need, just report to me directly!"

In special times, special measures are needed. In fact, Lanbarar did not want to establish a secret police regime, but in order to maintain the hard-won peace and stability, special measures could not be abandoned if they were effective. For example, he required the Public Security Investigation Agency's action units to have evidence before taking action. If it were the Federal Military Intelligence Agency, as long as there was suspicion, then they would be ready to use all sorts of tricks!

In reality, there were officials within the Federation who colluded with Zeon remnants, but these colluding individuals all met a tragic end. Most of them were attacked by the intelligence agency's extermination forces when they made contact with the remnants and were swiftly and decisively executed. A small number of them were arrested alive, but their fate was not much better.

The intelligence agency also equipped the special forces' sniper-type GMs with large particle cannons, the same kind used by the Undead Legion in the Thunder Zone. These particle cannons can sink warships at long range, and those Federation traitors who died in deals with the remnants were basically killed by these things!

After receiving instructions from Ramball, the public security agents of the Republic of Zeon went all out and began to launch frequent attacks. Although they only caught small fry, they still had a certain deterrent effect on the remnants of the Zeon forces, making them aware of the risks on Zeon's homeland.

Meanwhile, following the uproar over the arrest operation, the infiltration teams composed of carefully selected public security agents successfully began infiltrating the remnants of the party. Thanks to the arrested Zeon officials, the identities forged by the infiltration agents easily passed the remnants' investigation, since these guys had been arrested and the remnants had nowhere to verify them.

Lanbarar also attached great importance to these agents, and even specially approved the establishment of an independent group to manage them. He also named the organization Zero!
(End of this chapter)