Gundam 00: Rise of China

Regardless of what the older men on the Ptolemy were thinking.

Having chosen to become a member of Celestial Being, they have no choice but to obey Veda's orders.

Moreover, in order to eradicate war—a great mission—it seems that this is the only option.

However, this time, given the failure of the previous mission on Ceylon Island, Miss Huang chose a more cautious and steady approach and made more contingency plans for the mission.

For example, in the past, when Celestial Being's Gundams were carrying out missions, they would basically travel from various hideouts all over the world to the mission location using the Gundam's mobility.

Strike and run.

However, for this mission in Taliban, the Empress wisely arranged for four Celestial Being Gundam pilots to take their Gundams to the destination ahead of time.

Firstly, it allows sufficient rest time for the people like Sha Na before the mission officially begins, ensuring they can perform the mission with full energy.

On the other hand, she also gave herself enough time and space to change the plan, and to better integrate real-time intelligence to choose the right strategy.

Of course, the above decision was made by the Ptolemy, the action department of the Celestial Being organization, but no matter what actions these Celestial Beings take.

At least in terms of the current global situation, they are not yet capable of changing the world with their influence!

Within the sphere of gravity, the Union was the first to respond to the Taliban declaration.

Union kept an eye on his two old rivals, staring intently at his real opponent with every eye he could muster.

Meanwhile, the joint fleet, which had been prepared in advance, was quickly dispatched to the waters off Taliban.

Military, diplomatic, and political pressure has been relentlessly exerted on Taliban.

"General Mike."

On the flagship of the Taliban's joint fleet off the coast of Libya, the fleet's chief of staff has been pondering a question recently.

Looking around, he saw that no one was too close to the real high command of his two fleets, so he could have a private talk with the fleet commander.

He then handed the coffee in his hand to the fleet commander who was half a step in front of him.

"When do we make our move? Applying relentless pressure without delivering the hammer of retribution won't deter the enemy from being a paper tiger."

"Even for the sake of the interests of those complex entities back home, wouldn't it be better to put money into their pockets only after the war actually starts?"

"I simply don't believe that those greedy misers could satisfy such daily wear and tear in a short period of time."

After accepting the coffee from his chief of staff, the imposing fleet commander Mike, with a cigar in his mouth, took the cigar out of his mouth and held it in his hand, making a few gesturing gestures towards the direction of Taliban.

"Jason, Jason, Jason."

"My old friend, my old partner, don't worry. Union is still the strongest nation in the entire gravity field, and has been the world's recognized police force for many years!"

"We need to be patient and have the demeanor of a hegemon."

"The Taliban painstakingly set up the stage, and our two old friends also reached out their hands."

"So, if we don't let them finish the opera's prelude on this stage first, wouldn't it be too bland for us, who are destined to appear at the climax?"

"Oh?"

Following General Mike's finger and cigar toward Taliban, Chief of Staff Jason's eyes lit up.

It was obvious that his old partner had a lot of information that he didn't have, but no matter what, as long as the Union's hegemony was maintained, that was fine.

Moreover, with instructions from higher authorities, if those miserly individuals behind him were to exert pressure for money, there would be people above to mediate.

Otherwise, if these dissatisfied misfits were allowed to stir up trouble among the various factions within the army, they might end up making grand pronouncements.

The battle hasn't even started yet, and we've already lost half the battle...

"Alright, stop thinking about those things."

General Mike glanced at Chief of Staff Jason beside him and took a sip of the coffee the other had given him.

"At least the coffee in my hand is just coffee, pure coffee, without all those different colors."

"Yes, I prefer solid black coffee, not those brightly colored coffees."

"Mike, don't say that."

Jason hurriedly interrupted General Mike's comments about the coffee, even as a high-ranking commander in the Union army, he was wary of certain things.

Taking a deep breath and glancing around to make sure no one had heard what Mike had said, Chief of Staff Jason quickly changed the subject.

"It was instigated by the People's Revolutionary Union, followed by the AEU, and the banner under which they carried out their actions was Moralia."

"Their official stance within the gravity circle remains silent, but their behind-the-scenes actions are quite swift."

"Be prepared, even if those two old rivals are bound by the rules and can't send too many people."

"But if we push a little on a crucial point, it will be very difficult for us."

"Hehehe."

The cigar was put back in his mouth, and General Mike was well aware of the key point that Chief of Staff Jason had mentioned.

It's nothing more than that clown who's been dancing around on the world stage lately, and Celestial Being's Gundam.

"You know my dog ​​is very fierce; it will rush up and bite anyone, no matter who they are."

"But it never bites me?"

Do you know why?

After saying that, without waiting for Chief of Staff Jason's reply, General Mike, who was smug and even arrogant, put down his coffee.

He then used that hand to pull out a sealed, expensive cigar from his pocket and held it to Chief of Staff Jason's chest.

General Mike's domineering face made Chief of Staff Jason feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

Chief of Staff Jason heard General Mike's words.

"I'm the one who keeps it!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"If we do not engage in war for the time being, we should allow the fleet to retreat to a safe distance, at least to allow sufficient reaction time and space."

"The response target is set as an AEU (Automatic Emergency Response Unit), and an emergency strategy is formulated based on the data parameters of that machine."

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Chief of Staff Jason still offered his opinion.

After all, this was his duty as chief of staff. However, General Mike, after taking a deep drag on his cigar and exhaling a cloud of smoke, decisively rejected his prudent suggestion.

"No, the Union's authority will not allow us to back down."

"I know what your concerns are, but your concerns are absolutely impossible."

"How could a dog bite its owner? What we need to do is wait here and watch, and then become the saviors of Taliban."

Turning around, General Mike looked firmly at his chief of staff and said again.

"The glory of the Union will ultimately shine on Taliban, and then on the entire sphere of gravity!"

"All right."

After a long silence, Chief of Staff Jason put away the cigar offered to him and did not insist on his suggestion.

Looking at his partner enveloped in cigar smoke, Chief of Staff Jason could only pray that the mission would go smoothly.

And that so-called dog won't bite its owner anymore.

Meanwhile, Taliban, which was being besieged by the Union army, was also making intensive preparations.

Having been oppressed for centuries, this country is intimately familiar with its own strength and the strength of the Union.

Therefore, even if the higher-ups have ulterior motives, on the surface they have indeed done everything they could.

The Taliban president repeatedly looked at the latest updates submitted by the Foreign Affairs Department.

He looked at the Union military intelligence updates on the outer seas again and again, then tugged at the tie around his neck.