Gundam 00: Rise of China

Patrick's face turned bright red because of Wang Ye's rebuttal, and he couldn't refute the facts the other party was stating.

So much so that when hatred runs deep, all they can do is childishly stomp their feet in place.

But stomping his feet didn't solve the problem, so he pointed at Wang Ye, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly.

But he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

After all, he was very proud of his titles of "2,000 consecutive victories in simulation battles" and "AEU's youngest ace".

Indeed, at the global live-streamed launch event for the new machine, it was smashed to pieces by the Gundam Exia in actual combat.

Incidentally, this helped him become the first background character to appear in the Celestial Being organization, and a source of amusement for military enthusiasts around the world.

"That's because they lack sportsmanship! They took advantage of someone in distress!"

Patrick, with his neck stiff, pulled out the excuses he had been using to comfort himself day and night.

If the voice hadn't gradually faded until it was almost as faint as a mosquito's buzz, it might have been more convincing...

He knew how weak and feeble this excuse was. Even if the performance of the fixed-mode was indeed inferior to that of the Gundam, he couldn't even last three minutes!

It didn't even cause the other party the slightest harm!

Moreover, the recent victory of the People's Revolutionary Alliance's defenders on Ceylon Island, who used Iron Man to force back four Gundams, is a testament to their achievements.

Now, he can barely hold onto even the last fig leaf of "performance gap".

"Oh?"

Wang Ye responded indifferently, his tone devoid of any emotion.

But even through the thick aviator sunglasses, Patrick could clearly sense it.

The other person's eyes, behind their sunglasses, were looking at him with undisguised mockery.

In an instant, both old and new grudges surged into my heart.

Then I thought of Colonel Manekin's words, "Oh, I'm starting to like you."

Coupled with Anura's expressionless face, Piris's complete disregard for her presence, and even Saches's gaze, everything was offensive.

Patrick was determined to preserve his masculine dignity here, no matter what.

With a quick glance, Patrick pointed sharply at the red-painted Thug in the hangar.

"Duel! I challenge you to a duel!"

"Let's use that crappy Thug to fight my standard version!"

"Whoever loses is forever forbidden from ever coming near Colonel Manekin!"

"Furthermore, a public notice must be published in Moraria admitting that we are inferior in skill!"

With his chest puffed out, Patrick felt incredibly cool at that moment.

Following the ancient Western chivalric code, he is using a fair duel to win the heart of the woman he loves.

And what a romantic and masculine thing that is!

What he didn't know was that in Wang Ye's eyes, he was now so stupid that he could be put in a museum.

"Major, no!"

Wang Ye was about to agree, but Anula quickly stepped forward and urgently dissuaded him.

"There's a whole generation difference between the mob mentality and the established system!"

"Even with the modifications, it's still dangerous."

Piris, who had been lost in thought, took a half step forward, his icy blue eyes looking at Wang Ye, though he didn't say anything.

But the meaning was already clear: she was willing to fight this pointless duel for Wang Ye.

"It's nothing." Wang Ye waved his hand dismissively, politely declining their offer.

"Perfect timing, I also want to try out AEU's latest standard design myself and see what it's really like."

He knew perfectly well that this duel was not about jealousy or rivalry.

This is the best opportunity to get up close to the established strategies and obtain first-hand practical data.

These data are far more substantial than the paper documents provided by the Foreign Affairs Department.

Furthermore, the standard form and the Union's combined flag form employ a similar variable structure. Understanding the standard form is equivalent to grasping the tail of the flag form.

While Wang Ye was still reassuring his subordinates, Pai Quke had already unilaterally concluded that he had backed down.

"What? You're scared now?" Patrick said smugly, hands on his hips.

"Your only stubborn thing is your mouth, right?"

"If you don't dare to fight, then obediently admit defeat, loudly say 'I surrender' three times, and promise to stay away from Colonel Manekin in the future."

"Then I, Lord Patrick, will be magnanimous and let it go!"

Seeing his arrogant expression, like a kindergarten kid fighting over candy, Wang Ye simply couldn't stay angry.

No one would be unforgiving towards such a fool...

"Go get your custom-made kit."

He dismissed Wang Ye, who was at a loss for what to do, while glancing out of the corner of his eye at Saches, who was watching the show with his arms crossed.

Since so many people want to see my skills, I might as well show them a little.

This will also let certain people know what's going on.

"Fine! You wait!"

Upon hearing Wang Ye's agreement, Patrick shouted excitedly, turned around, and ran outside, his steps so light they seemed to be flying.

Less than half an hour later, a sharp whooshing sound came from the distant sky.

A fully green AEU aircraft pierced the clouds and appeared above the base.

Patrick was clearly eager to prove himself in this fight.

He piloted the aircraft and performed a series of dazzling maneuvers in the air, finally pulling the stick sharply to seamlessly switch from MA cruise mode to MS humanoid mode in mid-air.

The entire deformation process was incredibly smooth and there was absolutely no stalling.

Inside the thug-style cockpit of the hangar, wearing the same white trident helmet as Char Aznable, Wang Ye calmly watched the aerial acrobatics.

Patrick was showing off his skills, but Wang Ye was analyzing his opponent.

"Standard transformation time is 2-3 seconds, while elite drivers can reduce it to 1-2 seconds with no noticeable stall."

"Standard cruising speed is Mach 1.2-1.5, and maximum level flight speed is about Mach 2."

"A 360° horizontal turn takes about 1 second, and a 90° vertical pitch takes about 0.5 seconds."

"The maximum acceleration in a straight line is about 5 to 6G, the maximum G-force during a continuous turn is about 4G, and the instantaneous maximum G-force is about 7G."

Wang Ye read the data aloud, a confident smile playing on his lips.

"AEU's promotional materials are largely exaggerated."

Poor Patrick was unaware that every maneuver he made in an attempt to look cool had exposed most of the performance parameters of the planned maneuver to Wang Ye.

He was still there, constantly changing his flight posture like a peacock spreading its tail.

Meanwhile, how could Manekin, who orchestrated all of this, not know that Patrick had made such a big commotion?

Or perhaps, the line "I kind of like you" was something she deliberately said to Patrick.

As a "partner" going to Taliban on a mission, Manekin wanted to witness firsthand the true strength of the enemy!

Half a minute later, seeing that Patrick couldn't come up with any new tricks, Wang Ye pushed the joystick.

Instantly, the red thug-like engine roared deafeningly, then shot straight into the sky, leaving a long trail of flame.

"They're here!"

Seeing this, Patrick perked up and immediately abandoned his playful thoughts.

He still possesses the skills expected of an ace player.

Besides, he had to win for Colonel Manekin! And he had to win spectacularly!

With a firm stance, Patrick raised his linear rifle, took a deep breath, anticipated all of Wang Ye's possible evasive maneuvers, and then fired several bursts in quick succession.

The bullets, accelerated by the magnetic force, whistled as they shot toward the red mob.

In Patrick's view, those shots sealed off all room for maneuver, and the opponent had absolutely no chance of dodging.

Even if you miss the cockpit, you can at least take off an arm or a leg, rendering the enemy incapable of fighting.

However, the next second, Patrick's eyes widened suddenly.

"How is this possible!" Patrick exclaimed in shock.

How could a thug possibly be that fast!

How could they possibly perform such an exaggerated maneuver!

In the instant he was shocked, the red mob had already rushed in front of him.

"Those who can be shot down are not ace players."