Gundam: From Piece to Player

“No problem, I can use the GP04 Wildebeest.” Amuro thought for a moment, “The Jupiter Foundation uses the same model, right?”

Amuro's implication was that the blame could be shifted to the Jupiter Foundation... and they could take the fall.

Anyway, those guys aren't good people either.

Using mobile suits (MS) to carry out combat operations is great... MS themselves wear masks, so unless captured, the pilot's identity remains unknown.

Newtypes can know who each other is... but their perceptions cannot be used as evidence.

“Isn’t this a bit much?” Håkan said. “If the Jupiter Consortium finds out, Anaheim might lose another client.”

"Prioritize things, Captain. This mission can't be completed with such inferior mechs."

Amuro was unwilling to budge; not allowing Gundam-level mobile suits in high-level matches was tantamount to suicide.

“That’s true.” Håkan scratched his head and turned. “At most, we can just paint the wildebeest a different color.”

Although there was a minor incident, Deacon's son was only there for about ten minutes before being driven away. Tiam was quite satisfied with the results that Shilock had demonstrated in the military exercises.

He truly deserves to be called the rising star of their federation.

After the dinner following the exercise, Tianm sought out Sirocco for a private conversation.

"Sirocco, if you want to rely solely on the lunar fleet to confront all of Zeon's fleets, how much more combat power would you need to expand?"

“At least double it again,” Sirocco said. “The Zeon fleet is very powerful and numerous, with many experienced soldiers. The experience gained during the One Year War cannot be ignored. It’s not something that can be broken through with just MAs and a few enhanced humans…”

Our enhanced humans might actually be able to offset their Newtype advantages; in that respect, it's at best a draw.

"How long will it take you to double your size?"

“At least four years,” Sirocco said. “This can’t be rushed, General.”

This isn't the first time this topic has been discussed.

How can we reclaim SIDE3?

The answer is that Sirocco's lunar fleet must deal with Char's main fleet located at Side 3, while the Federation's main fleet is used to hold off the "Space Alliance".

Only when both of the above conditions are met can reserve forces be deployed to attack Abaoa and the SIDE 3 homeland.

The Republic of Zeon had also anticipated this situation.

Therefore, they are also desperately strengthening their homeland's defense capabilities. However, the longer the time drags on, the more perfect the opponent's defense system becomes, which is a difficult predicament for Tiam.

Chapter 242 High Communication Costs

"Although I have heard that the Federal Intelligence Service is also conducting espionage activities in Side 3, planning to sow discord between the Space Alliance and Zeon in order to reduce the pressure on the main battle, I think this idea is too wishful thinking. As soldiers, we must be conservative in making operational plans... We cannot assume that the situation will develop in our favor."

"Tianm said."

"You're right, General."

Upon hearing that things were developing in a "favorable direction," a barely perceptible smile appeared on Sirocco's lips.

He thought of something "funny," but he held it in.

"I should be thankful that even if my generation fails, the next generation of geniuses like you will be able to deal with the threats from the Space Alliance in the future."

"The Federation still needs your guidance."

Tiam didn't react much to Sirocco's flattering words, and looked out at the universe beyond the warship.

.

"Banaji, get in the car. Uncle has some fun robots for you to play with. Uncle also has a big house and pretty ladies."

"..."

Industrial No. 7.

Six-year-old Banagher Links walked along the curb with his head down and his schoolbag on his back.

The destination was the Anaheim Electronics Specialized Primary School.

A black luxury car followed slowly beside them, and Karma waved the 78 Gundam model in her hand.

Seeing that the boy didn't react, she realized she had made a fool of herself and put the toy away.

"Sir, this child's mother passed away six months ago and he was adopted by an orphanage run by AE Corporation. He was then enrolled in Industrial No. 7 to attend school... We don't know who the father is, but judging from his actions, he has a lot of power. Our operation today is also being watched."

"Barney, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, said."

Who else could it be but the illegitimate son of a powerful tycoon? When he gets a little older, he'll stage a "return of the dragon king."

To be honest, aside from being a Newtype... in terms of identity, as the illegitimate son of the Vist Foundation, considering Banagher's mate selection preferences in the original work... if he could become his niece's husband or son-in-law or something, the Space Alliance could immediately gain a "claim".

Although Karma is a time traveler and doesn't particularly like the concept of bloodline, this idea still works quite well here.

Needless to say, the Zabi family's situation is even worse.

Just look at how Char can gain power by simply using Deiken's surname.

With that in mind, Karma dialed the number she had just received from Cardias yesterday.

"Your Mightiness?"

"President, I just spoke with your son, Banagher Links, and he seems to be quite to my liking. Would you be interested in letting me take him to the Space Alliance to broaden his horizons?"

“My child?” Kadias was also somewhat puzzled, while Karma posted a photo she had just taken at the intersection as a caption.

This is practically a shock.

"...How do you know he is my child?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I've equipped myself with a facial recognition device that can identify kinship based on facial features. It was originally intended for parents who have lost their children, but I didn't expect to use it here. I chatted with him for a bit out of curiosity, and I found that he has quite a bit of potential."

There was silence on the other end for about ten seconds.

Karma said, "Don't worry, it's just a short period of study. I also have a daughter and niece of similar age, and we could even become in-laws if the opportunity arises."

The other party is still spinning in circles.

Karma could probably guess what the other party was thinking; Banagher might be a backup being secretly groomed to shoulder the family's responsibilities.

But perhaps it's too early now. Perhaps Cardias still sees his eldest son as worth raising?

Judging from the fact that Banagher was forced to board the machine due to the assassination of Cardias, the plan was launched hastily. As a result, Banagher became too love-struck and became a simp for his niece.

Perhaps because the intensive adjustments I made when I was a child went a bit too far, I'm always thinking about that old Magnum, like a stereotype.

"It's rare for my child to receive such favor from adults, so I'd like to entrust him to your care."

"Yes, I will take good care of him."

“For some unspeakable reasons, please do not tell him his true identity, Your Excellency,” Cardias said. “For some personal reasons, I cannot acknowledge him.”

"I understand." Karma thought to herself that this person was living a miserable life. He was forced into a political marriage and couldn't marry the person he loved. He could only have her as his lover. Logically speaking, someone with such power shouldn't be afraid of this and that.

I'm different; I'd say I have even more "full control" than Sirocco.

With just a few words from the two adults, Banagher's future fate was decided. The next day, the silent Banagher received a message.

"Banaji, someone wants to adopt you. You're very lucky; it's a wealthy family." The orphanage teacher suddenly said this to him.

Then he saw the strange uncle who had waved the robot at him on the roadside yesterday.

Banagher hid behind his teacher.

Is this child so delicate and sensitive?

“It seems the child needs a little more time to adjust, Mr. Galio.”

“It’s alright… I’ll visit again in a while, Banagher. Your father entrusted me to look after you; this is a gift from me.”

Karma handed the other person a backpack, and Banagher hesitated for a moment before accepting it.

The little boy didn't say a word from beginning to end.

If he weren't a time traveler, he would most likely have assumed the other person was mute... Communication between people always takes time, especially since the other person's family had experienced a crisis, and he was quite patient with the child.

Meanwhile, in a small villa within the upscale Qingse Noah residential area.

Why didn't you go home last night?

"Dr. Lei can provide proof because of his work."

Franklin seemed to be preparing for the possibility that the other party might ask about his mistress, so he gave them a heads-up.

"I didn't ask you that... I asked what kind of job would make you forget our wedding anniversary?"

"What's so great about celebrating this kind of holiday? Don't you even look in the mirror and see how old you are? You're old enough to be called 'auntie' by now, and you still act like a little girl?"

"Franklin, dare you say that again?"

Camus's parents started arguing again. Their voices weren't loud, but the sharp emotions still carried to the third-floor rooftop and seeped into Camus's mind in the room.

As usual, the 16-year-old boy wanted to run away from home and hide somewhere where he could escape his troubles.

But at this unbearable moment, Camus suddenly felt as if the sound of his parents arguing had been filtered out, as if the world had been muted.

[Beep, beep, beep, hello.]

A woman's voice echoed in my mind, speaking onomatopoeia.

"Who?" Camus asked instinctively.

Don't rush, young man. Don't speak; try to answer with your heart.

Thinking of the contents of the NEWTYPE magazine sold by the mysterious vendors in the outer passage of the colony, Camus also sat up cross-legged and began to assume a "meditation" posture.

The sound also became clearer at this moment.

[Is that Camus? This is brainwave resonance sensing ability. If you hear me, please reply 'received' to respond.]

Chapter 243 Brainwave Signal Tower

"Received—is that right?"

Camus silently recited the words to himself, trying to communicate with the other person using his thoughts.

You really are talented.

The female voice continued to echo in his mind, praising him after realizing that Camus had activated his brainwaves, and quickly revealed her identity.