Gundam: From Piece to Player

The beam rocket launcher's close-range attack was a one-hit kill, and the continuous irradiation shattered its armor, eventually piercing through the upper half of the NT-1's torso. Accompanied by a violent explosion, the machine was subjected to a chain reaction of explosions, resulting in complete destruction and rendering it unable to fight.

However, the mechanisms on the aircraft suddenly separated and flew backward.

"A core fighter jet?"

Amuro, driving the Warriors, witnessed this scene again and couldn't help but marvel at how difficult it was to defeat the opponent. It seemed that it wasn't just them who could make a comeback; the opponent could too.

The biggest crisis has been barely averted, so now it's time to use MS to retake the embassy district, right?

Amuro asked this question, but Cardo simply shook his head.

"Our armed forces have not achieved victory in the battle with the enemy's marines and have suffered heavy losses. Most of the embassy district has been occupied, and now the only place that can be said to be under our control is the hangar."

Chapter 208 The Bombed Embassy

The instant he finished speaking.

Amuro saw the future again—amidst a deafening roar, all the surrounding buildings collapsed, and Amuro's mind raced.

"Senior, is there a basement beneath this embassy?"

"Yes."

"I suspect that the enemy's armed forces have planted bombs under the building, and they may be planning to blow up the entire ground."

Upon hearing this, Kado looked at Amuro with a questioning gaze.

What is the basis for this judgment?

Yes, without a basis for judgment,

Isn't that just wild guessing?

Amuro can't exactly say that this world is a giant Galakum and that his ability is a 'reload' from other death routes, can he?

"This is my intuition, and my intuition has always been very accurate. You could say that without this intuition, I would have died long ago in the war."

"You're a new human?" Kado asked, somewhat surprised.

“I’m not much different from ordinary people, except that I have a stronger intuition.” Amuro couldn’t deny it directly; he felt that saying so would be a bit self-deception.

“I believe you.” Kado nodded. “There are still escape ships in the embassy district. Let’s go there and secure an evacuation route.”

"How long will it take for your country's reinforcements to arrive?"

Amro then asked the most crucial question.

Yes, the Granada embassy was attacked. Why are the reinforcements from Zeon taking so long to arrive?

Only the Republic of Zeon can completely resolve this issue by sending armed forces.

"The Granada embassy already had a formidable defensive force with so many mobile suits stationed there... and it was destroyed in such a short time, so ordinary reinforcements would be meaningless. A larger-scale force would take time to organize and mobilize."

Kado could only try to explain, but he seemed unsure of himself.

The two piloted their MS into the hangar and saw an MS-06FZ Zaku II Kai also being started up.

Are there any people in the embassy who can operate MS?

Amuro was about to ask that question when he saw that the cockpit door of the Zaku II Kai was already open, and the blue-haired female college student, overjoyed and crying, was waving at him.

Amuro quickly drove his Warrior over.

Amuro opened the cockpit door and leaped over, embracing Qian En tightly.

It has nothing to do with love; it's simply the most primal joy of life—the joy of being able to live.

A few dozen seconds later, the young couple were still hugging.

Kado had no choice but to interrupt: "Gentlemen, let's wait until we're in a safe place... Right now, we need to hurry and take refuge."

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"Reporting to the Colonel, the relocation is complete, and our armed personnel have withdrawn to a safe location on the outskirts."

The intelligence officer reported to the Basque.

"Well done." The bald man clapped his hands while sitting on the hood of the car, then looked at the dozen or so Federation warships in the sky:

“Blake Fraser, staying put is a foolish choice, but even if you choose to intervene, there’s another set of charges tailored for you, only that will make you seem less foolish.”

The Basques shouted enthusiastically, "Blow up this embassy!"

"Yes."

A faint cracking sound emanated from the gaps in the bottom slab, which was constructed of granite and lunar soil concrete. It was a signal that the cement structure was beginning to crumble from the inside as the supporting columns were subjected to static pressure exceeding their limits.

The reinforced concrete base slab was lifted outwards like an eggshell.

The six underground load-bearing columns supporting the embassy's main building were simultaneously severed by a type of plasma explosive. The entire building lost its last connection to the lunar crust and, like a building block with its base removed, began to sink into the ground in a slow and irreversible manner.

The entire area, centered around the former embassy site, forms a sunken basin with a diameter of nearly 100 meters.

The road edge curled up like torn paper strips, revealing broken pipes and cables underneath, with sparks, gas, and coolant gushing out in all directions.

Baninger, who was piloting an MS and waiting in a nearby crater, saw this scene and couldn't help but mutter, "Goodness, this is really serious."

As territory directly exchanged with the swapped cities, the embassy, ​​in a sense, represented the face of the Zeon state.

The embassy in Granada, now located within nominally federal territory, has been completely destroyed by bombing.

Could it be said that it was done by terrorists?

What kind of terrorists could demolish a semi-military base like the embassy in Granada?

Would the Zeon people believe it?

Wiping a country's embassy off the ground—that can be considered a legitimate reason to start a war.

In fact, upon witnessing the bombing of the Granada embassy, ​​the hawkish commander Major Rakan Bakala of Zeon directly ordered the dispersal of Minovsky particles by the reinforcements sent from Side 3.

They began to approach the Federation fleet that was "stationed" in orbit, treating it as an enemy.

Based on what was seen on the scene, only the Federation's lunar fleet had the capability to use orbital bombardment to destroy the embassy in this way.

"Commodore, we've been locked onto by radar," Håkan reported from the bridge.

"Activate the [Phalanx] active defense system, fire the beam disruption screen!" To prevent the situation from spiraling out of control, Blax Frat made a final effort. Meanwhile, Zeon's mobile suit forces were already approaching.

Piloting a GM, Hiroshi Uraki, a test MS pilot who had just graduated from the Federation Military Academy, watched nervously as the one-eyed machines carrying rocket launchers approached.

Could this battle be the start of World War IV?

(The One Year War is considered by historians to be the third world war.)

Just before the situation spiraled out of control, a light red mobile suit sped past all the Zeon mobile suits from the center of the battlefield.

It launched a large number of white signal flares.

The word "Char" appeared on the friend or foe identification and detection systems of almost all Zeon mobile suits, and Rakan, who was originally furious, immediately ordered his troops to stop the attack.

"Major Lakan, do not act rashly before you have investigated the matter thoroughly."

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief... but your order was to reinforce the embassy. I saw that the embassy was bombed. I cannot tolerate the Federation's arbitrariness."

“As a soldier, you shouldn’t let anger cloud your judgment—you take the MS battalion to the ground and investigate the situation first. I’ll go with you.”

"Yes."

Char, piloting the Garibaldi β equipped with a speed booster, glanced at the Federation's lunar base fleet but made no further moves.

They simply landed along with the Zeon MS squadron that was heading towards the embassy district...

Char combed his bangs into a slicked-back hairstyle and began to deal with this somewhat troublesome mess.

The embassy was bombed.

If extreme public opinion forms in the public sphere, it could jeopardize the hard-won stability and economic development of the country if not handled properly.

The war has finally ended, but Zeon's national strength no longer allows it to continue a protracted war with the Federation.

Xia felt that life had worn down his edges and made him lose his edge.

It's hard to imagine that he would become like this after a year of war.

Chapter 209 Federal "Genius" Training Program

Following the attack on the embassy in Granada.

Solomon, the Union Fleet Command immediately requested Brigadier General Blake Frat to return to headquarters for an explanation.

After arriving at Solomon, Blakes was summoned to a secret room.

The man sitting in the chair playing with the cat is Admiral Kim Colini, one of the three leaders of the Federation Space Forces.

Beside him was Jamitov Hyman—the federal finance minister and fiscal auditor.

But Blakes still tried to explain.

"Admiral, the details are still under investigation, but it was definitely not the work of the lunar colony fleet."

“Brex,” Jamitov said from the side, “I know you soldiers crave war and want to make a name for yourselves, but this behavior has crossed the line. The Federation Army is not the Zeon Army; you can’t engage in this kind of insubordination and military unilateralism.”

"Commissioner Djamitov, you can't just arbitrarily pin charges on me like this."

Blakes understood Jamitov's implied meaning and quickly tried to explain, while Admiral Collini's gaze towards him grew even more stern.

"How can it be considered an arbitrary deduction? Those 'death merchants' in Anaheim, who thrive on chaos, crave war at all times so they can make money in the arms trade, and you happen to have close ties with them."

Jamitov pressed the button, and dozens of photos of Brex, AE Corporation, and the Lunar Foundation dining and drinking at the manor villa immediately appeared on the projector.

"You also accepted huge bribes... How many 'gifts' did AE give you, and how did AE use you like this... You have completely disgraced the Federation Army."

Djamitov looked at him with deep sorrow.

Blakes' face turned bright red.

He couldn't refute it yet because AE's methods of giving gifts were extremely subtle... and by the time he realized it, it wasn't so easy to take it back. He wasn't the greedy type and would never ask for such things, but sometimes it was hard to avoid being "passively" given gifts.

But who in the Federal Army hasn't accepted bribes... some even openly solicit them.

"Lord Djamitov, these are two separate matters. I admit I accepted a bribe, but is that reasonable to conclude that I was responsible for the attack on the Gion Granada embassy? Do you have any evidence?"

“Evidence? Yes, there is.” Jamitov produced a document and projected it. “These are records of your subordinates reporting your orders to the assassin organization and dark web transfer records. What do you have to say?”