Gundam: From Piece to Player

Once one side chooses to escalate, the other side can also escalate the situation.

After all, if he ran away like that, even if he was in the right, he would be in the wrong... This completely confirmed his identity as a Zeon spy.

"Professor, please take care. I won't leave."

"What about you?"

"I have my own way." Although Amuro wasn't very confident inside, he still appeared very confident.

"Okay, take care too. I'll explain the situation to the people at AE."

After leaving the laboratory and entering the campus, Amro quickly returned to his dormitory, which in Granada is equipped with double rooms.

My roommates in the dorm are from other majors, I think they are senior students majoring in mechanical engineering.

His name is Anabel Huckman, and he's from Zeon... In fact, Zeon people make up about 30% of the university's student body because it's a bit close to Side 3.

This senior student spoke in a very serious and methodical manner, and his blankets were neatly arranged, which undoubtedly indicated that he had a military career... He must have participated in wars in the past.

To continue doing this after leaving the military can only mean that the person has some kind of attachment to that experience.

In contrast, Amuro, despite having served in the military, has never made his bed since returning home.

Chapter 202 What... going to the embassy?

Amuro started packing his luggage as soon as he came in, only able to put the important items into his bag.

He wasn't so carefree as to think he could stay in the dorm tonight; if he did, he might lose his head.

Suddenly my phone beeped; it was Qian En.

Although the call might be tapped... Amuro still answered the phone.

"Amuro, where did you go? Did you go back to school?"

"Qian'en, I'm in a bit of trouble now. The professor was almost arrested. You need to be careful too..."

"Wait...where are you? Let's go together."

Amuro was about to tell him not to follow when he suddenly remembered that evil bald man.

The relationship between the two is no secret and can be easily found out. Qian En might be arrested and possibly tortured.

So he quickly changed his tune: "I'm in the dorm. Qian'en, pack your things and we'll go together."

As Amuro pondered this, a sense of enlightenment dawned on him.

Isn't the current federal government just a conglomerate suffering from "big company disease"?

The various organizations within it are like subsidiaries within a group, and it is probably only possible to get these independent subsidiaries to work together when the group is facing a life-or-death crisis (like the One Year War).

In the eyes of the group's top management, he was like Schrödinger's cat. His father was a person who made great contributions to the group, while his teacher, Deco, might be a mole sent by another group (Zeon).

Catching the mole is just a symptom; it could be a cover-up for internal power struggles... such as using the pretext to eliminate other high-ranking officials.

Amuro, an intern, was unwittingly drawn into the incident.

He had explained the whole story to his father before he came, and now he was just waiting for a reply.

He needed to know if the owner of his father's "subsidiary" (technology development) branch could send forces to protect him.

They were able to contain the ruthless Basque, who was sent by another "subsidiary" (the intelligence agency).

If there is no response, it means that even the higher-ups may be in trouble, and Amuro will have to save himself.

"What's wrong, Lei Jun? You seem a little different than usual."

Anabel, who was usually taciturn, suddenly spoke up.

—This senior is clearly a few years older than me, but for some reason I have a very reliable feeling about him.

Thinking that the other party might be able to give him advice since he used to be a Zeon officer, Amuro explained the whole story.

Anabel clenched his fist, put it to his mouth, thought for a moment, and then gave a suggestion.

“You can seek asylum at the Geon embassy.”

"To the embassy?"

"Yes, Granada is closer to Zeon than typical lunar cities, and given its importance, the embassy was built on the site of the remnants of the Kycilia Agency."

"But will the embassy staff let me in? I'm just a university student in Granada."

"The Republic government has reinstated a previous law that allows citizens persecuted by the Federation to seek refuge in the embassy. Mr. Deacon did the same to refugees from various sides in the past."

They also hope this will change the way the residents of the Cosmic Sphere perceive Side 3.

The Neo Zeon after the War of Independence is fundamentally different from the Old Zeon of Gihren, and Neo Zeon is willing to apologize to the residents of the two sides who suffered during the war.

This was the first time Amro had heard Anabel speak at such a long length of time since he had known him.

"Even if they apologize, those two residents of the side area probably won't be able to accept it, right?"

After expressing his opinion, Amro quickly tried to smooth things over for fear of upsetting the other party, saying, "Of course, being able to apologize and admit past mistakes requires extraordinary courage, something that some countries in history have not been able to do."

“You’re right… This is the price of victory. If the War of Independence had been lost, Zeon would have ceased to exist. This outcome seems to be the best result that Lord Kalmar and Commander-in-Chief Caspar could achieve. Although it is difficult, we must continue on the road ahead.”

Anabel seemed to be lamenting Zeon's fate, and Amuro could sense the resentment hidden in her emotions.

Not only for the country of Zeon, but also for their own.

“I’ll take you to the embassy, ​​Ray,” Anabel suddenly said. “The sooner we act, the less prepared the enemy will be; the longer we delay, the harder it will be for them to escape.”

"This... how could I? Put Brother Huckman in danger?" Amuro was somewhat aware of this as well. Although he was a Newtype, his whereabouts might have already been exposed.

The Federal Intelligence Service is armed; those guys would definitely dare to fire shots in the street.

"Lei, you're a science student. From the most cynical perspective, if you were on your own, do you think you could have escaped?"

"It's not just me, I also have a girlfriend to take care of," Amuro said weakly.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Anabel raised her voice immediately after hearing Amuro's words: "Take my phone now, call your girlfriend, tell her to throw the phone away after she answers, and wait for us to pick her up. Oh, and... the map."

The other party pulled out a military map of Granada from under the cabinet, which showed not only the surface areas but also the underground tunnels.

Amuro sensed the seriousness of the situation from the other person's tone, and took the phone, dialing a number into Qian En's phone:

"Later, we'll also throw away the phone's storage chip and everything else; that's the 'tracker'."

"Brother Huckman, your phone?"

"Deal with it later too. It's already been 'infected' by your partner's phone. The FBI has a keen sense of smell, so throw it away quickly."

Five minutes later, an all-terrain military Humvee drove out of the school's underground parking garage, drifted quickly into the city, and it was already 7:30 p.m. in Granada. To avoid being spotted, it didn't even turn on its headlights.

Five hundred meters across the street from the University of Granada, in a building under construction, federal agents with high-definition digital cameras aimed at the school's exits did not notice anything amiss.

Amro followed Anabel out of the ventilation duct behind the dormitory and then entered the underground parking garage through the fire safety door.

After the Jeep drove onto the road, Anabel floored the accelerator and sped through the downtown highway at 200 kilometers per hour, weaving between cars in what appeared to be some extreme maneuvers.

Amuro, sitting in the passenger seat, remained calm. He could actually do all of this too... After returning from the battlefield, these were child's play.

However, it seems that his roommate is no ordinary person either; at the very least, his MS piloting skills are definitely not bad.

A vehicle is indeed necessary in Amuro's escape plan... Now it's just a matter of when the Federal Intelligence Service will find out. I just checked the map, and the Zeon embassy is located almost 40 kilometers away on the outskirts of the city.

Even at full speed, including the time to pick up Qian En, it would still take half an hour to get to the Geon embassy.

Now it really is a race against time.

Chapter 203 My Roommate is a Crisis Strategist

SIDE5 Rum, guarding the commander's office.

Tim Ray learns that his son's mentor was almost taken away by the intelligence agency and was threatened by the federal intelligence agency.

He found the important person he could contact almost immediately, who was also his "boss".

Vice Admiral John Goyun, Commander of the Earth Federation Side 5 Guard Fleet and head of the Federation's next-generation Gundam development project review.

In the past, Tim Ray could get help from General Reibill through the relationships established under Project V, but that's all in the past.

People like Gop and Tianm are not people Tim Ray can contact through ordinary channels.

"Lieutenant General, what's the situation?"

“I have asked the second-in-command of the Office of Strategic Services and made every phone call I could, but I have not heard of any action or any reporting.”

"Could those people my son encountered have been imposters from the Federal Intelligence Service?" Tim Ray suddenly remembered a name Amuro had mentioned before. "Do you know someone named Basque Om?"

John Gowan's eyes flickered.

This gave Tim Ray a glimmer of hope.

"You know him, don't you?"

“This man is very famous,” John said. “He’s notorious in the army for being tyrannical, domineering, and like a mad dog… but that’s just a facade. He knows military law inside and out, and everything he does is within the bounds of what’s permissible.”

"Is there no one who can deal with him?"

Tim Ray found it unbelievable; it was truly astonishing.

"Because he never touches those he can't bite. This mad dog bites people with a specific target every time... Your son is probably not his real target. Something big is about to happen."

Tim Ray didn't care about anything important; all he cared about was his son's safety...

He remembered that Amuro had called him and told him to let him know if he couldn't handle it, and he would figure it out himself.

Tim Ray almost couldn't hold back his tears.

While feeling moved by Amuro's growth, I also felt ashamed that, as his father, I hadn't been able to withstand the pressures of the adult world.

When he dialed his son's number again, there was no answer.

My heart was filled with extreme anxiety and torment.

At 8:45 a.m., two groups of dozens of armed men, all without any identification, stormed into the University of Granada.

Several security guards were injured.

However, they discovered that neither Deco nor Amuro were at the surveillance location.

"Did the target escape? Was it target A or target B?"