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

Chapter 340 Alustar!

Mark Bey had no doubts about the fact that it would take hundreds of hours to decrypt the data model, since the minarets were of great value and therefore their tight defenses were to be expected.

If this thing is just a lock that can be easily unlocked, then Mark Bay would be suspicious, because that doesn't fit Kycilia's style at all.

As for the compilation code for the data model, Makarius used the original version from the Old Zeon era. After all, Ramball had a large number of veterans from the Old Zeon era under his command, including many excellent information engineers, so it wouldn't be difficult for them to create a model.

In fact, if more advanced large-scale computing equipment were used, the time to break through this model would be shorter, and the specific time required could be reduced by half or even more. However, Mark Bay did not have such equipment, and he did not even want to use the Gevadan-class ship, after all, it was his flagship and he could not easily take risks.

Therefore, the task of cracking the code was undertaken by a Chibe-class ship enhanced with information warfare capabilities. Although this ship is not very common, it is not something that Macbeth could afford to lose.

And now, just as the data required, the ship lies silently in the dark zone between the Earth and the Moon.

The entire Chibe-class ship had shut down all visible light sources, and even the bridge was completely covered by sunshades. In order not to attract attention, the ship did not use any means of external detection. Therefore, in order to ensure that the ship could guard all areas, the Zeon used dozens of lookouts equipped with high-powered telescopes to solve this problem manually.

Inside the warship's combat information center, more than a dozen soldiers were fanning the technicians who were cracking the program with large fans. The reason why air conditioning was not used was that all the mechanical cooling devices were serving the high-frequency computer.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill the programmers who designed this system. Why did they cram so much useless garbage into it?"

"Probably to avoid being discovered by the Federation Army!"

The captain of the Chibe-class patted his somewhat frantic subordinate on the shoulder and handed him a glass of iced purified water.

"You need to understand that this system was most likely developed by members of the Chimera team when the war was on the verge of collapse, so don't demand anything more of our fallen comrades!"

"Understood, but Captain, what exactly are we looking for?"

"A coordinate. According to the commander, that coordinate contains the ultimate weapon left behind by Lady Kycilia, capable of completely destroying the Earth Federation..."

"Clam?"

The programmer lifted his sweat-drenched head, his face filled with disbelief.

"We have this? Why didn't we use it sooner? Commander, have you been tricked?"

"That's none of your business. Go do your job!"

Looking at the serious-looking captain, the remnant technicians nodded earnestly, it seemed he didn't know either!

Of course, the captain wasn't the only one with doubts. The officers and captains of the Mark Bay fleet, and even the representatives from Anaheim, were also very curious. Now, with Anaheim's support, the entire fleet was considered strong and well-equipped, but Mark Bay showed absolutely no intention of launching an attack, and even reconnaissance and intelligence gathering had been halted.

“The Federation Army is too large, Brother Sindeman. Even if my fleet can destroy one ship a day, it will still take five or six years. But what I’m doing now is completely different!”

Holding a fine Earth cigar, Mark Bay, who was enjoying the various flavors of it, smiled as he looked at the well-dressed Hindman beside him.

The latter knew that the other party was keeping him in suspense, so he cooperated by acting as if asking for the master's guidance.

"Hahahaha!"

Mark Bay was clearly very pleased.

He then stood up and began to explain things to Sindman.

"My fleet is now operating for only one objective: to find the Chimera Squad's headquarters, the base ship named the Minaret!"

"This ship carries a very powerful secret weapon. Once used, it can destroy the Earth Federation in a very short time!"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Sindman's eyes widened. He was highly skeptical of this claim. After all, he had been dealing with Zeon during the One Year War and knew Zeon's capabilities very well. Back then, they had a hard time even defeating the Earth Federation. Now you're saying you're hiding a powerful weapon that's useless?

That's just bragging!

"I don't know why that weapon wasn't used either. Perhaps Princess Kycilia was too soft-hearted!"

Mark Bay glanced at Sindelman's eyes and knew that the guy didn't believe him. That was perfectly normal. Even he didn't know why Kycilia didn't use this thing. But it didn't matter. If she couldn't use it then, she could use it now!
"This weapon, called Alustar, is a biological weapon. Of course, it will not cause any harm to humans!"

"That's a hammer-shaped biological weapon!"

"Its target is the Earth's ecological environment!"

"Sindemann, what do you think of the current state of Earth's environment?"

"Needless to say, it's terrible. Although desertification has been brought under control, it will take at least ten or twenty years to reverse it!"

"Alustar can accelerate this process, completely destroying the Earth's ecosystem and then turning the entire planet into a desert!"

"What did you say?"

Sindman was stunned. He slowly put down his cigar and then picked at his ear.

"I said, Alustar can turn the entire Earth into a desert, and it will be irreversible. Once it is used, the entire Earth will be completely turned into a desert!"

Sindeman was now certain he had heard clearly, but he was somewhat at a loss. He knew very well that if what Mark Bay said was true, then once this weapon was used, the entire geosphere would undergo a radical change. At that time, the so-called holy land concept of Earth could be completely abandoned, and those living in space would seize the power of discourse in the era.

Anaheim will also face various opportunities and challenges!
After figuring this out, Sindman shakily picked up his cigar, intending to take a puff to calm his nerves, but he didn't realize he was holding the cigar in the wrong direction. So, the moment the cigar entered his mouth, he jumped up in pain.

"Hahahahaha!"

Sindeman's reverse smoking also gave Mark Bay a sense of comfort and pleasure.

Meanwhile, Sindman chuckled and plotted to get the message to the moon as soon as possible, because opportunity always favors the prepared!

But Mark Bay knew what he was thinking. "No rush. You haven't seen the power of this thing yet, so there's no need to rush back to report. Why don't you come with us this time and witness it for yourselves?"

"Yeah!"

Sindeman wiped the sweat from his brow. "How did I, an arms dealer, become an assistant to a warlord who wants to destroy the earth?" But now that Mark Bay had revealed his hand, Sindeman couldn't say anything like "I'm here to negotiate." He could only sit there and wait for the other party to name their price!

However, it's unlikely that Mark Bay would make any outrageous demands. Sindeman knew the other party well; in some ways, this Zeon lieutenant general was very pragmatic. Therefore, Anaheim wasn't worried about not being able to satisfy his appetite. In fact, the other party might even need Anaheim's help in some way!
Of course, Sindman also secretly considered his own future!

Because isn't this also an opportunity for myself?

If it weren't for the unexpected turn of events with Mark Bay, then Sindeman's life would have already come to an end. Without the help of a benefactor, he would have had no chance of promotion in Anaheim, and he would have remained in the same position decades later.

Although compared to ordinary federal civilians, Sindeman is at the very top of the pyramid, in reality, at a higher level, he is nothing, unless he can reach the position of his superior, O'Sullivan, in which case he would at least be qualified to take a seat.

Once Earth's central position is undermined, numerous Earth conglomerates will suffer a major blow, leading to another major reshuffle!

Thinking of this, Sindman's hands stopped trembling, and his mouth stopped hurting.

"However, the Federation forces will probably try to stop us, right?"

Hindman has already consciously changed the way he addresses people to "we".

"That's only if they can do it. Now, my fleet can be deployed randomly from all directions of Earth's orbit. Can the Earth Federation intercept them all? As long as one of those weapons lands on Earth, that's enough. Not to mention, I've prepared a backup plan!"

"Backhand?"

"Yes, a backup plan that's enough to draw most of the Federation Army's attention!"

Soon, Sindeman learned what Mark Bay meant by his backup plan.

"Simakarahou reporting for duty!"

Then, at dinner time, a tall Zeon female officer appeared in the officers' mess of the Gevadan-class battleship.

The newcomer was none other than Simakarahou, the unfortunate guy who was kicked around like a football by various military branches back then. Whether it was the Zeon forces that went to Axis or the Zeon forces that stayed on Earth to fight guerrilla warfare, they didn't take these people seriously. But now, Delaz, who stayed on Earth, has become too big a target and was kicked to death by the Federation Forces like a dog on the side of the road. Simakarahou, on the other hand, is still alive and well, and can even be considered to be living a comfortable life.

After all, she also had connections with Anaheim and could get some sponsorships from Anaheim. In addition, they were active as pirates on the edge of the Earth Sphere, extorting and taking bribes, so they lived a carefree life. Because they were very careful in their actions, they did not cause any deaths or great losses, so the Federation fleet did not send a large force to hunt them down. After all, keeping such a peaceful remnant force in the Earth Sphere would better let the Federation people know the importance of the Federation Army.

However, no matter what, Sima cannot escape unscathed, because she is always on a leash. In the past, the Zeon army controlled the leash, then Anaheim, and now, it has become Mark Bay.

"Long time no see, Commander Sima, you're still as dashing as ever!"

Although he said that, Mark Bay did not make any move to invite the other person to sit down.

"Thanks to you, my brothers and I are doing quite well, but you look much older!"

Simakarahou didn't mince words and answered directly and crisply.

"Haha, same to you!"

Mark Bay looked at the white hairs sprouting on the other's head and his slightly aged and sallow face, but he wasn't angry. Anyway, the two of them were about the same, and even more haggard than himself!

"Alright, the greetings have been given. Now that all our personnel are present, you can go down and take Captain Caracalla to dinner!"

Mark Bay wiped the grease from his mouth with a napkin, then took a sip of his drink and ignored the other person, continuing to focus on the steak on his plate.

Sima was led to the soldiers' mess hall by a sergeant and ate there!

This was undoubtedly a severe humiliation for the other party, but Sima could only clench her fists tightly and quietly enjoy her meal under the strange gazes of the surrounding Zeon soldiers. After all, her brothers were not even qualified to eat the same food as the people in the Macbeth fleet!
After Sima left, Diraz, who had been silent, suddenly nudged Markbe's arm.

"Don't tell me you want to use her for a mission!"

"That's right! Just what you think!"

Mark Bay readily admitted it.

"That bitch might not necessarily obey orders!"

Delaz's attitude towards Sima was no better. In his view, Sima's existence was like a foot binding cloth, a dispensable piece of trash for the Zeon army. However, Sima was also very clear about her own position, so she wouldn't be very obedient in carrying out orders.

"That's not up to her; she has no choice!"

Mark Bay patted Dilaz on the shoulder, signaling him to continue eating.

"Now, I'm in charge. I tell her what to do, and she has to do it. Otherwise, she and her men are doomed!"

"Besides, being able to carry out this mission is a way of making use of waste, isn't it? Since we're going to send them out to die anyway, carrying out our backup plan means they can die a more glorious death!"

"Hahahaha!"

Dillaz had to admit that Mark Bay made a lot of sense.

Meanwhile, Sindeman finally realized what was going on. Although he didn't know what Mark Bay's specific backup plan was, it seemed that the plan couldn't be any better. After all, if Simakarahou was allowed to carry it out, it meant that the mission was almost certainly going to be fatal. Only the Marines were the least favored by these guys.

"I am prepared to carry out another operation against Britain!"

Mark Bay then explained to Sindemann.

"Of course, whether the operation succeeds or not is completely unimportant. All I need is for her to play her part and help us attract the attention of the Federation forces in Earth orbit so that our operation can proceed more smoothly!"

(End of this chapter)