UC will eventually reach the stars

"The real show is about to begin," Sima joked with a smile. She quickly typed a couple of times on the operating system. Now that it was out of the MiLi environment, the Dagger 105 could reconnect to the Federation's data link. As the Federation's most expensive combat weapon, how could it not be equipped with a unified information data link? Even if it was just a quick glance from the MS pilot before being deployed into battle, it would still be extremely important!

At the very least, it's crucial to memorize where the Federation forces might drop supply packs and weapon packs!

What? The MS in Operation V didn't have it? Ah, this...

Anyway, all the G-plan devices were installed, whether V-operations installed it or not was V-operations' business (they were all installed later).

"Ah, yes, we really never thought we could do this!" The drivers of Squadron 666 were excited. Having long regarded death as the ultimate salvation, they did not object to high-risk practices.

"This is the lair, and we can see you approaching rapidly!" Midia, who brought Ye Yun and the others here, had already flown into the nearby airspace, with Federation fighter jets escorting and protecting them.

"There doesn't seem to be a good place to land around here." The Swordfish pilot surveyed the surrounding environment. It was nearly a hundred kilometers deep into Zeon-controlled territory, which was completely unsuitable for the Median to land in. Who knew if there were Zeon soldiers nearby with man-portable or vehicle-mounted anti-aircraft missiles waiting for them? Of course, if there were anti-aircraft guns, that would be the same. The Median was just a transport plane, not a warship. Without heavy armor, it couldn't withstand any attacks at all.

"Swordfish 105 is approaching. What are they trying to do? Aren't they going to land?" The Swordfish pilots were a bit confused as they communicated in their communications channel. After all, the Swordfish's ability to strike dozens of kilometers with its flight capabilities had already driven the Africa Command crazy with its tactical value.

The only problem now is how to get back. The Dagger's flight pack's attack range isn't enough for a round trip of nearly 160 kilometers. What's with Media not landing? These Swordfish pilots are prepared to brave Zeon's anti-aircraft fire and fight to the death to buy time for Media. So... why aren't you landing yet?! The Dagger's flight pack fuel won't last much longer!

"The Midia's warehouse's open?! Am I seeing things?!" a Swordfish pilot suddenly exclaimed.

"Holy crap...they've already opened the hatch! Are they...are they...crazy?" The entire communication channel exploded. You guys didn't land, you just opened the hatch?! Are you crazy? You can't exactly say that the Dagger's flight pack has aerial refueling capabilities, can you?!

"It actually launched... Is it for refueling?" The pilots seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. In-flight refueling, huh? Oh, they were familiar with that. It wasn't a big problem. In-flight refueling was an old, traditional tactic. It wasn't a major issue. Whether it was a hose or a rigid hose, as long as fuel could be added, the combat radius of this Dagger would be...

"It's not a refueling hose! It's a hook? What are they trying to do? Hang a short sword in there? Are they crazy?!" One of the pilots who was closer clearly had excellent eyesight, but it seemed that the pilots with poor eyesight didn't either. So he clearly saw that what was being released was not the refueling hose he had imagined, but what appeared to be some kind of cable from the Media, with a gleaming hook on it.

"..." The entire communication channel suddenly fell silent, save for the heavy breathing. The MS unit's intentions were obvious. Could they really pull this off? This wasn't a game! The slightest mistake in their interaction would mean certain death!

"Got it..." The voice was so soft, as if afraid of disturbing the other person. Everyone felt their hearts pounding in their chests. They were pilots, and they knew how difficult it was to do this!

"It's starting...it's starting...it's being pulled into the cabin!" The voice was filled with indescribable excitement.

"The others have started too." Clearly, it's not just one Midia doing this.

"Shut up, keep the communications clear!" the escort fighter squadron leader shouted. They couldn't help much now, they could only watch from the sidelines, and all they could do was try their best not to interfere with the other side. But... the squadron leader's order didn't seem to work very well, and soon the entire communications channel erupted in cheers!

"The Dagger has retracted its wings... It's in! It's in!"

"The second wave has begun! Holy crap, are MS units this crazy? Boarding from the air?!"

"We may have witnessed the birth of a completely new combat tactic for the Federation Army. Everyone, shut your mouths! Go back and sign the confidentiality agreement! Keep it all to yourselves!"

"Yes!"

"But no matter what, these MS pilots are too crazy... Is it too late to become an MS pilot?"

"Yaprashin, I think I need to have a serious talk with you."

"No, I'm just asking!"

"That's right, I just wanted to have a talk with you!"

Chapter 103 was well-done, but had many aftereffects.

"Ye Yun!" Major General Merck pushed open the office door and walked in. "You kid, you gave me a surprise as soon as you arrived! This surprise attack was really well done!"

"Yes, so could you excuse us from writing reports next time?" Ye Yun nodded, then handed a report to Merck. "I just finished writing it. Merck, now that you're here, I consider it submitted." Ye Yun pulled a few sheets of paper from the printer, bound them together with two clicks, and handed them to Major General Merck.

"Hmm..." Major General Merck quickly flipped through the documents. "The logistics hub, located 81 kilometers from the front line, had at least 70% of its supplies destroyed in your raid. The rest can only be retrieved after the cleanup is completed, but I won't give them that chance!"

"But I saw Swordfish's encrypted report that you boarded the plane in mid-air to enter the Middle East?" Merck flipped to the last two pages of the document and chuckled. This guy's description of the battle was so vivid that he only wrote "boarded and left after the battle ended" at the end.

You haven't said a single word about what kind of flight to board or how to board!

After all, the fact that the Dagger could land in Media from the air represented a terrifying tactical advantage in a certain sense! The 105 Dagger had a strike range of 100 kilometers, which was already a nightmare for the Zeon army. There was almost no stable rear logistics center on the front line, and they had to be deployed in a dispersed manner, which was predictably inefficient.

Now, that 100 kilometers has become a strike from a Media transport plane, followed by a return to Media from nearby after the battle. The meaning of this 100-kilometer strike distance is completely different! The deterrent power of the Dagger 105 + flight backpack has been brought to a terrifying effect!

“Yes, the risk factor is too high. Other pilots will need special training in the future, and they may even need to abandon their flight packs when entering the area. The margin for error is a bit low.” Ye Yun did not embellish this tactic in any way just because he was a shareholder of Ye's Heavy Industry and Shuguang Heavy Machinery Manufacturing. “The risk is too high. I do not recommend promoting it. At most, it can be used as a last resort in case of emergency evacuation.”

"Is that so?" Merck understood Ye Yun's meaning. The 13th Independent Mobile Force was arguably the most outstanding and powerful mobile suit unit in the entire Earth Federation Forces. If they found this tactic quite difficult to execute, then there was no doubt that this tactic was indeed extremely difficult.

The main point is that if this kind of surprise attack tactic is used well, the Zeon army's rear will never be able to sleep soundly. Within 100 kilometers of the entire front line's rear? No, no, no, within about 4 to 50 kilometers of the area that Media can fly into! What does that mean?! The Zeon army on the front line can only receive a single bullet supply if the Short Sword 105 doesn't fire hard enough.

Unfortunately, Ye Yun pointed out that ordinary MS pilots might not be able to do what they did, directly entering and returning to Media in the air. This would significantly reduce the range of such a surprise attack tactic. However, even if it's only 40 kilometers behind the front line (fly in, fight, and fly out on your own), the tactical value is still terrifying.

Merck was thinking about whether to gather some of the best MS pilots together for training and then organize small-scale raids. Even if they couldn't directly attack the transfer hub like Ye Yun and his group, it seemed that one Median carrying two Dagger 105s would be enough to attack some convoys and small bases!

"What a pity." General Merk sighed. He had come to find Ye Yun in high spirits because Ye Yun's surprise attack had caused the Zeon front-line troops to not receive enough supplies, and the MS units had appeared behind the battle line! In order to avoid a situation like the Southeast Asian mining base where the main force was outflanked and suddenly collapsed, the Zeon defensive forces took the initiative to retreat and rebuild the defensive line dozens of kilometers behind, relying on the terrain to shorten the supply distance to the rear.

This meant that the Earth Federation's frontline troops watched in utter bewilderment as the Zeon forces packed up and fled without firing a single shot, while the entire front inexplicably advanced dozens of kilometers in a single day. This intelligence report greatly excited the Earth Federation's Africa Command.

Ye Yun and his team's highly efficient strike directly led to changes in the entire battlefront.

In the past, it would have taken at least tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of people to launch a large-scale battle and spend several days to more than ten days to achieve such a significant result.

And now, twelve MS, a force smaller than a full squadron! And with just one surprise attack! They did it! You think you can tell Major General Merck not to be tempted, not to try and replicate such a battle? Impossible!

"General Merck, don't be upset. Even disregarding this training issue, there's another significant problem: the flight packs are still a bit rough around the edges. After use, five of them malfunctioned, likely due to the harsh combat environment causing damage invisible to the naked eye. The frontline maintenance center can't pinpoint the problem, so they need to be sent back to the factory. Therefore, the remaining flight packs also require maintenance." Ye Yun spread his hands towards Major General Merck, his expression genuinely helpless. It wasn't that Ye Yun didn't want to go through this again immediately, but this time, there really was a hardware problem.

They seemed to have successfully returned to base, but all the backpacks needed to be carefully inspected before they could be used again.

This time, Ye Yun was indeed very cautious. He had Midia fly to a location about 30 kilometers from the logistics center and summoned swordfish for protection. Before taking off, he notified Midia to prepare for a turn and rendezvous with the others.

And just like that, another unlucky guy's jetpack engine suddenly stopped mid-air, whether it was from inhaling too much dust or something breaking during combat!

If he hadn't grabbed the hook on the Midia in that instant, and hadn't reacted quickly enough to disconnect the backpack, trigger its self-destruct sequence, and then ignite the Dagger 105's own thrusters to go full throttle, this thing might not only have fallen and nearly died, but it might have dragged Midia down with it.

The hangar crew at the Midia also reacted quickly, knowing that the Dagger 105's own propulsion couldn't maintain such a high-powered jet propulsion for long. Faced with the choice between cutting the rope to save the Midia and accelerating the retrieval for a high-risk attempt, the mechanic bravely chose to accelerate the retrieval, while the Midia slowed down and began to descend, managing to pull the 666 Squadron's Dagger 105 into the cabin.

"It does seem like we were a bit too hasty." Merck was a little disappointed, but it was normal. It was the first time the backpack system was deployed and the first time it was used in actual combat, so it was not surprising that some unexpected problems would occur. Especially since Ye Yun had blown up someone's arms depot on the front line. If he hadn't shattered several Dagger 105s on the spot, you would have to praise Zeon for its meticulous and effective safety measures!

Merck couldn't guarantee that his own logistics hub wouldn't suffer the same fate in the same situation. After all, a full MS squadron-level assault team, all elite ace pilots, trying to storm a logistics hub? Most likely, the entire logistics hub wouldn't even have time to react before being completely destroyed!

It's important to understand that a mission to strike at logistics is not like conquering cities and territories; it simply requires unleashing destructive power!

Merck didn't think that the logistics stations of the various parties could withstand such an impact. To have such a level of capability, neither the garrison troops nor the logistics station commanders should be in the logistics stations; they should be some elite frontline combat unit!

"Speaking of which, is this the 'Mobile Command Center' solution that Ye's Heavy Industry has recently started promoting?" After a moment's thought, Merck decided to change the subject. After all, he originally wanted to ask Ye Yun if he could launch another attack so that they could quickly carry out a counter-offensive. But now it seems that Ye Yun also has difficulties. The performance of the Short Sword B model is not as good as the Short Sword, which has excellent stability from the start. So far, the Federation Army has not received a single loss due to a rigid design flaw in the machine.

"Yes, it's said that the Steel Pelli was damaged in the experiment and sent to Ye's Heavy Industry for emergency repairs. After the repairs were completed, this modification plan was put forward." Ye Yun shrugged. "And me, as a rising star in the Federation Army, was pushed out by my sister to advertise." Ye Yun gestured for General Merck to go upstairs with him.

Yes, the massive hangar space of Steelpeli was divided into two levels. The lower level was mainly an office area, while the upper level... was not a rest area, but rather served as offices for senior officers and staff offices.

"I heard there was originally another matching one?" Major General Merck returned the salute to Rachel and Doris, who were saluting him from the second floor. The two had arrived when Ye Yun and his team went to attack the transport hub.

"Yes, that one has been converted into a small mobile maintenance station with some field repair capabilities after deployment. However, the spare parts and such need to be carried separately by a Media or Gunpelli." Ye Yun didn't hide anything. After all, Merck is the leader of the African Army. If he really wanted to know this information, it wouldn't be difficult for him. If the security level is high enough, he can just say it directly.

"Oh? There's such a good thing?" General Merck's eyes lit up! The Steel Pelli is a vertical takeoff and landing frontline transport/anti-submarine aircraft, which can theoretically reach the front line directly. If it is modified according to Ye's Heavy Industry's plan, then the Federation will have a maintenance station that can be directly deployed to the front line and advance with the battle. Such convenience is very important.

"That's right, so they were sent to North America. After all, General, you know the fighting there is very intense right now." Ye Yun didn't try to hide anything. After learning about Ye's Heavy Industry's "unauthorized decision," Gao Pu didn't say much, but first asked Ye's Heavy Industry to modify several more aircraft according to the base station maintenance model. After all, in the front lines of battle, everyone has some logistical and maintenance pressure.

If such a small maintenance/repair station could be deployed directly on the front line, the logistical pressure would be reduced rapidly. This is especially true in places like North America where guerrilla warfare is common, where such mobile maintenance stations are particularly suitable. So the modified SteelPelli was sent there.

As expected, the North American front quickly deployed the maintenance base-type steel Perry and achieved good results. The feedback has already mentioned the desire to deploy more.

"Can you get two?" Merck nodded. If they had these, the use of mobile suits could be expanded. Hopefully, the Zeon forces wouldn't be so concerned about quickly restoring their combat strength.

"I can't make any promises to you at this time." Ye Yun smiled wryly. He didn't think it was too troublesome, but he didn't want to agree so easily. After all, if it was too easy to get, it would easily cause the other party to look down on him. So Ye Yun didn't simply do a favor and agree to the request.

"What a pity, good."

Chapter 104 Running away

"Hmm~ A very good song." Ramba Lal sat in his fiancée Harmon's Eden Bar, seemingly talking to her. The two occasionally exchanged smiles, both wearing wired headphones, as if listening to a song together.

But what the two heard wasn't a song, but a somewhat magnetic male voice. "Miss Ning thanks you and Miss Harmon for your assistance and has prepared what you need. At cargo terminal number 7 on Side 5, and Pero Perrin welcomes you and Miss Harmon. Member number 8 has already ordered clothing for Miss Harmon, which you can pick up at any time."

"Miss Ning is such a considerate person!" A smile appeared on Hamon's lips, quite satisfied with this 'unexpected' gain. "I'll have to thank Miss Ning in person when I have the chance."

"Please give my thanks to you." Ramba Lal smiled and nodded, looking at Harmon. "It seems like it's been a long time since we've gone shopping."

"Are you going to pick it up so soon? I'll contact them right away, we'll talk later." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

“Yes!” Harmon rested his chin on his hand, smiling broadly at Ramba across from him. “So, is your wallet ready?”

“The allowance just arrived.” Ramba took off his headphones, and Hamon smiled and put them away. Then he took out a small box from under the table, put the headphones away, unplugged what looked like a power cord, and put it in his handbag. He then took Ramba’s hand, and the two went out together.

The two got into the car and headed to a Pero Perrin clothing store on the busiest street in Zeon, which claimed to serve only its members. After getting out of the car, they went inside, chatting and laughing.

"Oh! Miss Harmon? Your custom-made clothes are finished. Please come upstairs with me! Mr. Lamba, please go to the dressing room on the first floor to try on the clothes. If they don't fit, we can easily alter them to your size." As soon as the two entered, the proprietress greeted them very warmly, shaking Harmon's hand as if they were old friends. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she told them to go change, clearly having already been notified.

"Uh...okay..." Before Lamba could react, she was escorted by two young and pretty sales assistants and pushed into the dressing room on the first floor, or more accurately, the makeup room.

"Hi~ Please sit down!" The proprietress pressed Lamba into a chair, and the two girls next to him quickly took out more than a dozen pairs of leather shoes, gloves and a series of other items from the cabinet, including quick hair dye and a bunch of bottles and jars that he didn't recognize.

"Huh?" Ramba was completely bewildered. Wasn't it supposed to be a disguise? What? What were they planning to do to him? Ramba had a bad feeling.

"Please trust our skills, young master of the Lal family," the proprietress said quickly, then added with a hint of regret, "What a pity, this is our last business deal. It's so easy to make money off the so-called upper class in Zeon, what a waste!" But her hands didn't stop. She quickly pulled out a series of bottles and jars and applied them to Ramba's face, and also took out a series of tools such as eyebrow razors, hair clippers, and nose hair scissors to embellish Ramba's appearance.

At this point, Lamba herself looked at herself in the mirror and felt like she didn't recognize herself anymore. After all, she, who was originally a bit old-fashioned, had been rapidly made younger in the other person's hands, and even started to look a little... greasy and powdery.

"Go get the size 17 sunglasses," the shopkeeper said quickly, and a young girl took out a pair of narrow-framed glasses with a dark purple gradient from the glasses case.

"..." Ramba twitched his lips. This wasn't a question of whether it suited his aesthetic sense anymore; it was giving him a chill. But the moment the sunglasses were placed on his nose, Ramba had to admit he was stunned by his own handsomeness! A slightly nonchalant, handsome middle-aged man.

"Wow, Uncle Ramba is so handsome! If Sister Harmon weren't so pretty, I would definitely want his phone number!" the little girl next to me exclaimed loudly, her charm undeniable...

“Alright, Mr. Ral, please change into a shirt, and then…” The proprietress took two steps back and looked him over carefully. “The Bone Chain series, the thicker one, no, change to size 4.” The girl took out a necklace with a metal skull pendant and a pair of beautiful rubies in its pupils.

"..." Lamba's expression was almost distorted. What the hell was this? How could he possibly... Well, before he could react, the landlady had already put it on him in no time. The originally lazy uncle had gained a bit more of a wild and unrestrained air.

"Your gaze could be a little sharper, like you're about to go out and fight. Yes, just like that." The proprietress added a few more touches of makeup to Ramba's face, and after observing him again, Ramba Lal was now a completely different person, except for his physique!

"Six centimeters of height-increasing shoes, a muscular waist trainer, very good!" After changing Ramba into a pink shirt and a brown casual suit, the proprietress finished fussing over Ramba.

"Please follow me!" The waiter gestured to Lamba, who was looking in the mirror, and then led her through a side door. Once inside, Lamba saw a woman sitting there leisurely drinking coffee. She had dark brown hair, which, combined with her dark skin (typical of Southeast Asians), and a light-colored blazer, made her petite frame look exceptionally capable. Her dark eyes, seemingly capable of speech, curved as if a smile was flowing from them.

"...Hamon?" Lamba looked at the woman in front of him, who seemed to have changed race, with disbelief.

“Please call me Hania, my dear husband Green Hampson.” As he spoke, Harmon handed a document to Lamba Ral, who was scrutinizing him, and smiled slightly. “Let’s go. Ms. Ye Ning has prepared a high-speed shuttle for us, with a flight path that will take us directly to the moon.”

"Oh, then hopefully the engineers at Ye's Heavy Industries have thoroughly inspected our shuttle so that it won't run into any problems along the way." Ramba Lal walked over naturally and had Harmon link arms with him.

"Thank you very much for your service." Hamon and Lamba were about to turn around when they noticed the proprietress and waiter next door, dressed simply, walking over.

"You're welcome. It's just a pity we won't have the chance to serve you again next time. If there's a chance, we'll meet again on the ground. We're closing early now." The proprietress waved to Hamon and chatted and laughed with her employees, as if they were mother and daughter, as they walked out of the room that seemed to be a private room.

The two groups waved goodbye at the door, just like they were having a meal together at the restaurant. Then they each took the money handed to them by the valet and got into two nice luxury cars.

As the vehicle drove away, the shop assistant glanced at the restaurant owner, who nodded...

That night's news, amidst reports of the Zeon army's victories on the ground, included a seemingly insignificant news item: an explosion had apparently occurred on the busiest street in the city of Zum, the Principality of Zeon, and it was suspected that Ramba Lal, a distinguished frontline commander of the Zeon Republic, and his fiancée had been killed in the blast! The explosion also damaged a nearby renowned restaurant, resulting in the deaths and injuries of more than ten staff members (who all fled the hospital).

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"What's wrong? Are you angry?" Ye Ning smiled and added food to the plate of Kinias in front of her. "Eat more, this soup was made especially for you."

"It's a bit greasy..." Although he said that, Kinias still obediently picked up the soup bowl in front of him and sipped it slowly. "The Sakhalin family didn't leave many stakes, but that shouldn't include the one that was blown up."

“The Zion have never been of one mind. Now that the Zabi family is powerful and has covered everything up, with the elders of your Sakhalin family as a foundation, plus a little bit of funding, I can set up as many stakes as I want.” Ye Ning laughed very happily.

"Who did they end up with?" Kinias sipped his soup, not watching his fiancée's smugness. However, hearing that those who had once relied on the Sakhalin family seemed to be being well taken care of by Ye Ning, Kinias felt somewhat relieved.

"There are a few people in the council factions who have objections to the Lal family's allegiance to Dozle. They might just have a good chance to fight amongst themselves. After all, Gihren prides himself on being exceptionally intelligent and enjoys the thrill of intellectual battles." Ye Ning laughed ruthlessly. Anyway, the chaos over there had nothing to do with him. He just needed to protect the Sakhalin family's die-hard supporters who had been disbanded by his brother and integrated into Zeon's daily life.

As for using it as a spy site or something, Ye Ning never expected it. However, she didn't expect that these elders of the Sakhalin family would spontaneously complete these preparations, even though Ye Ning didn't think they were very useful and could only consider them a side move.

However, this seemingly insignificant move today came in handy, which made Ye Ning very happy, since a considerable amount of money is allocated to these people every year.

“SIDE5… What a hassle, what were you thinking?” Kinias felt he was full, put down his spoon, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"I have no idea. That's something for my brother and your sister to think about. After all, the current level of Ye's Heavy Industry is already quite surprising to me." Ye Ning smiled and wiped her mouth. She didn't eat much to maintain her figure.

“…” Kinias hesitated for a moment, “I thought you and Ye Yun wanted to learn SIDE…”

"No, no, no, we are staunch citizens of the Earth Federation. There are no such tricks involved. Besides, Side 5 belongs to Theramas and has nothing to do with us. The Ye family is loyal to the Federation."

"Hmph, what a cunning laugh."

"How can the fact that the station took the initiative be considered cunning?"

Chapter 105 Michelle: "Dinner's ready!"

"Was it a shooting star?" Aina leaned against Ye Yun's chest, the two of them sitting on Ye Yun's short sword 105 on his shoulders, looking up at the starry sky. "Shut up, don't spoil the fun." As someone who had been with him for a long time, Aina had already guessed what spoils the fun Ye Yun might say before he even opened his mouth, and interrupted him impatiently, "Can't you just enjoy this time with me?"

"I didn't say anything..." Ye Yun rolled her eyes. What was she trying to say just now?

Oh, or it could be wreckage from a warship falling into low orbit that burned up due to friction with the atmosphere...

I can only say that Aina is truly amazing!

"However, looking at the stars from the ground is a completely different feeling from looking at them from space!" Ye Yun looked up. With current human technology, humans can safely travel in space, so if they want to, going on a trip to space is not a difficult thing. On the contrary, it is difficult for aliens to come to Earth.