Why would I join the army if I can’t drive a Gundam!

Chapter 339 Go and take down the Gundam!
"Sir, the people from Anaheim are here!"

"Have them stationed in the Guardian's Territory and keep a close watch on them. Don't let these guys get into Zum City!"

"What should we do if someone does this?"

"Have the police detain him immediately and keep him there until we finish all the procedures, then we can check his background!"

"Won't this provoke protests from Anaheim?"

Sera frowned slightly, then asked in return. She wasn't worried about whether the police would detain people; she was just worried that it might have some negative impact on Makarius. After all, Anaheim and the Federal Parliament had many connections, and to put it bluntly, they might even be like-minded people.

This was not a malicious conjecture by Makarius; the happiness of the Federation's and Zeon's top officials was far more exaggerated than he imagined.

But even if there is contact, so what? It was Zeon's people who took action. If you want to find someone, go find Ramball!
Since Serra doesn't care, why should Markarius care about Old Deng?
However, to Makarius's surprise, the support fleet sent by Anaheim was very cooperative and even brought some extra supplies to his fleet.

As for the dock ship, Labianlos, also known as La Vie en Rose, it was too large to dock in the satellite's port, so it just floated on one side of the Guardian's territory.

As its enormous form flew over the city of Zum, Makarius could see it clearly. Just as he had emphasized before, you can say Anaheim is bad, but you can't say they're bad.

This massive base ship is over 600 meters long, not even counting its enormous petal-like hull structure. Because it is designed as a logistics and supply base, it has large working arms for securing the ship at the outer edge and center of the petals. In an emergency, these arms can also be separated using explosives and launched as weapons.

Moreover, these working arms can extend to additional work areas for resupplying mobile soldiers. The highly automated design and the cooperation of professional personnel can resupply a Federation fleet in a very short time.

Such auxiliary ship designs require a high level of design expertise and also a lot of money. Makarius is already secretly figuring out how to get Anaheim to build more so that they can take them with them when they go on their expedition to Mars.

"However, wouldn't the Jupiter-class be better? That thing is over two thousand meters long, has a huge gravity living area, and also has factories..."

"What is Markarius thinking now?"

After the Rose Life passed through the light-transmitting panel, the onlookers lowered their heads, except for Markarius, who was still gazing at the sky, looking thoughtful. Char didn't quite understand and was about to poke him when Sera slapped away his restless little hand.

"Is he thinking about how to embezzle that ship?"

Nagase Hotaru knew him well; just by looking at Macarius's expression, she knew that he was up to something again.

"That's impossible. When the boss shows that unpredictable expression, it's because he's thinking about things a thousand years from now!"

"I don't think so; he's just neglecting his duties!"

Char shook off Sera's interference and then prepared to use the same move he used against Amuro to poke Macarius in the waist, but as soon as he reached out, his hand was grabbed by the other.

"Kid, a new human!"

"I was just thinking that Anaheim gave me so many good things, so they must have given even more to Mark Bay. Maybe they'll even give them a few Gundam units!"

"That's impossible, right? Anaheim wouldn't dare to do that, would it?"

Amuro was quite surprised. He thought that those profit-driven lunar merchants would at most sell intelligence and weapons to the remnants, but to give them directly to Gundams seemed too exaggerated.
Char, on the other hand, remained calm.

"You should ask whether they're willing to give it or not. As for their audacity, those guys are incredibly bold. I dealt with them back in Grenada. Those bastards would sell even their wives if it were to benefit them!"

"Fine, give it to them. Do you think we're afraid of them? Captain Cuvatoro, this mission is yours. Go and take out their Gundam!"

Amuro patted Char on the shoulder as he spoke.

"Amuro is right, you really have to do this job!"

Makarius nodded in agreement.

"After all, this has become a source of anxiety for you. I couldn't do anything about it before, but now I feel I have to help you get rid of this worry!"

"Huh, how could my heartache be about Gundam?"

Char didn't know what to say. His real concern was these two bastards. He didn't care about Gundams at all, but he was completely helpless against these two guys' Gundams. Now that they wanted him to handle it, it was purely because they were lazy and didn't want to do it!
"But speaking of which, do the remnants of Zeon still have any skilled pilots left?"

Amro asked curiously.

"There shouldn't be many old-type human pilots, but Hammankahn should be considered one of the new-type human pilots. Moreover, they have an additional new-type human pilot training program, but I'm not very clear about the specific details!"

"Anyway, Mark Bay doesn't have many capable fighters under his command, so sending them Gundams would be a waste of time! The outcome of a war is always decided by people, not weapons!"

As soon as Xia finished speaking, he noticed that everyone around him was staring at him, which made him a little embarrassed.

"So, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No, I just never expected that one day you could say something so philosophical. It seems that Lala has taught you quite a bit!"

"I'm not a child! What am I supposed to teach?"

"But how do I remember that someone likes to play with children the most? Even the little girl's favorite play house is a great time!" What Macarius said was that after Char was punched hard by Camus, not only did he not care about it, but he would go play with the kid on the weekend. Macarius was convinced that Char was not interested in Camus, so there was only one answer!

This guy has his eye on Garden Beauty and wants her to be his mother!

Char's face instantly turned red. Now that things had come to this, how could he possibly mention to his companions that he had developed a fatherly desire to guide Super Boy Kid into the right path because he had been punched by him?
The next second, Char suddenly looked at his communicator.

"Oh, Lala called me, I'll go now!"

Then, as if by the wind, he jumped into the jeep next to him and disappeared into the street.

"He's shy!"

With Anaheim's supplies and the arrival of additional support fleets from the Federation, it was time for Makarius's fleet to set off. After all, the data model he left for Mark Bay wouldn't take too long to decipher, about ten days. If you include the time it would take to send a ship to the relatively stationary position of the data model, it would be about twenty days. Add to that the time Anaheim would take to transport supplies, meaning that the decisive battle was actually less than a month away!

However, even if the fleet leaves, Makarius's arrangements will not change. The blockade of Zum City will continue, and the blockade force will consist of two parts. The outer space area will be under martial law by the Side 3 garrison fleet, while the satellite's interior will be under the responsibility of the military police guards directly under the Federation Command. The latter are the military police force that maintains the safety and stability of key Federation units such as Gabro and Luna II. They may not be outstanding in combat, but they are absolutely loyal and absolutely obedient to orders.

Therefore, Makarius felt at ease leaving it to them. As for the federal government, they would also send a special forces unit to Zeon to work with the SAT under the Public Security Investigation Agency to imprison the remnant prisoners. This special forces unit had not been established for long and was not large in scale, not even as good as the Shadow Special Forces, but its members were all carefully selected elite personnel. Makarius estimated that this should be the Hunter Unit, which was the predecessor of ECOAS.

However, this unit is currently only light infantry and has no heavy equipment, so the uniquely designed D50c Lotte can no longer be seen.

However, in another timeline, this thing was developed by the Naval Strategic Research Institute, so it will definitely be available in this timeline as well. Once Macarius's heavily armored Nu Gundam is developed, we'll let them develop it too!
Anyway, the purpose of the ECOAS force is similar to that of their strike battle group. Now that the strike fleet is sharing the firepower, the pressure on the mobile suits from the ECOAS force will not be too great. On the contrary, Macarius's need for the Nu Gundam is the most urgent. After all, without this thing, there is no Unicorn!
After a sumptuous reunion dinner at Ramball's residence, the next morning, Markarius quietly got up, kissed the forehead of Sera, who was still unconscious from the intense exercise, and then dressed in his uniform and left the room.

Ramball was already standing in the lobby downstairs.

"Well then, I wish you a safe journey and a resounding victory!"

The old man gave a very serious military salute, and Makarius returned the salute in kind.

"Yes, I will!"

He then walked out of the mansion gate, where Char and Amuro were already waiting in a jeep outside.

"Looks like you slept well last night?"

"Excellent! Let's go, brothers, I'm taking you to war!"

As Makarius spoke, he looked up again and saw a blonde figure wrapped in a blanket smiling and waving at him from a half-open window on the second floor.

"Sir, the entire fleet has assembled!"

"Let's set sail, Captain Brad!"

"Roger that!"

Bradnoya then turned around, returned to his seat, and said in a deep voice.

"Navigator, take us on our way!"

Subsequently, the control arm used to secure the Enterprise was released, and the entire warship slowly rose into the air, gradually accelerating away from the spaceport, just like the other ships in the fleet.

"Navigation set!"

"Maximum cruising speed!"

Then, in the pitch-black universe, one after another, the new Federation warships completed their formation without a sound, and even the Rose Life, which had just joined the fleet, executed the formation perfectly.

"Hmm, that's more like the appearance of an elite force!"

Marcarius naturally wouldn't overlook his subordinates' good performance, and he praised the captains. Of course, verbal praise doesn't last long, so he still had several hundred blank commendation documents, which could be used as long as names were written on them.

This is what he prepared for the fleet's officers and men! As for whose name to write, that depends on their performance in battle; their military merits await them in the dark depths of space!
Meanwhile, the astute Vice Admiral Markby was unaware that the hunter had already begun setting death traps for his prey. His fleet remained quietly hidden in the Reef Space Region, awaiting the results of the data model. By the time the fleet led by Markarius had circled the moon and entered the Reef Space Region, his fleet had already completed its resupply.

Anaheim's sincerity was evident, and it impressed the discerning commander. Leaving aside the massive amount of consumables, the 60 Garibaldi units alone were enough to demonstrate the value of this gift. Brand new Gundanium alloy, linear pilot seats, and full-circuit cockpits—these mobile suits added two more battalions to Mark Bay's fighting strength. After merging with the remnants of the Earth Sphere, his forces gained a new batch of pilots, but he didn't have enough mobile suits. Now, those remnant pilots finally lived up to their name.

In addition, those two Gundam mobile suits were also a favorite of Mark Bay, even surpassing the Northern Song Dynasty's treasure pot in popularity at one point, because Mark Bay didn't carry that thing when he went to see the new mobile suits.

He now has a Luvette, a hidden gem, plus these two Gundam mobile suits. They might come in handy at some point. He might even be able to learn from the Federation Army and use the powerful performance of the Gundam to gain an advantage in local battles and then influence the overall situation of the battlefield. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hum a folk song from his hometown.

Of course, the most surprising thing was the arrival of that group of technicians. Their arrival freed Mark Bay from the situation of giving people fish. With these technicians, he was able to truly establish a complete base and production facilities in the Reef Space Region. As long as Anaheim could continue to provide support, it was not impossible to replicate a completely new Axis here!
Although the fleet is currently unable to recruit any manpower, Mark Bay believes that as long as he continues to inflict heavy damage on the Federation, those potential remnants will resurface and continuously gather under his control. At that time, he can even take the initiative to launch an attack on Side 3. Once the homeland is recovered, a brand new era will begin. No matter what Daken or Zabi are, they are no match for his Porcelain Empire!
"So, how long will it take for the data to be decrypted?"

"Sir, we need another twelve days!"

"Twelve days? Alright, keep it secret. We absolutely cannot afford any more accidents during these twelve days!"

(End of this chapter)