Chapter 588 Achievements to Be Proud Of

In the hangar of the Luna, the maintenance team started their work as quickly as possible. The first item was cleaning...

"Rus! Wash it yourself!"

"No! Brother, it's not my fault. It was all done by the colonel."

"I can't clean up the colonel, but I can clean up you!"

"Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please help me."

The bullets of the marking gun are special paints. It is difficult to clean them completely. The purpose is to make people remember how they were killed. It is also a mark of shame left by themselves.

Generally speaking, the maintenance team does not reject this work, but... There is no place on Rus Kesel's No. 4 machine from head to toe that is clean. How long will it take to clean it all?

"Wash it yourself! I'm giving you face by not putting it in a sack!"

"Uh..." Rus Kesel was sweating profusely, and his head was stiffly looking in the direction of the maintenance team's finger. Sure enough...

A group of maintenance team brothers carried several struggling sacks and walked towards the dark corner.

No need to think, two of them are definitely Blog and Fred. As two people who are good at close combat, they like to use fighting moves in battle, such as flying kicks.

Then, this is the end.

There is no way. Although MS is a humanoid weapon, it is not a real human. The joints of the legs have to bear the weight of the entire body in a gravity environment. They are the most vulnerable parts. Once someone uses kicks and other actions, it will accelerate the loss sharply and increase the work of the maintenance team.

Even in the gravity-free environment of the universe, using kicks and other actions is the same, so...

"Gurgle~ I wash it myself!"

"Hmph!"

Looking at the maintenance team brother stuffing the bucket and mop into his arms, Russ Kesel silently shed sad tears.

"Hiss~ It's really miserable." Looking at Russ Kesel's soul-destroying back, Jung and others gloated unceremoniously. Although their bodies are also miserable, with messy colors everywhere, they are not as complete as Unit 4. The whole body is like a painting, without the slightest gap, it is all painted, and... more than one layer.

"Who told him to shoot? He almost killed the colonel, how can we not punish his mother?" Ft. Romfilo teased.

"What about Chris? Chris almost killed the colonel several times."

"Well, what about that one?" Kashima Yong raised his head and motioned everyone to look to the right.

"Uh..."

Christina Mackenzie's machine is not much different from Russ Ksell's No. 4 machine, or in other words, anyone who shoots a black gun from a distance and threatens No. 1 machine will be miserable, even if they are "killed in action", they will be "whipped" to vent their anger.

But there is an essential difference between Christina Mackenzie and Russ Ksell.

She is a woman.

Women, especially beautiful women, are the objects of everyone's pursuit in the army where there are more wolves than meat.

Christina Mackenzie kept thanking the maintenance personnel who helped her clean the special paint, and the maintenance uncle who just rejected Russ Ksell was among them.

"... Alas." Only at this time, many people felt it was a pity to be born as a man.

"But Aslan, He, is very powerful." George Miguel punched Aslan and Cong Yunhe in the chest. Not counting the MS units of the 11th and 12th fleets that were ignored by Yang Hui in the end, the 12th Independent Technical Unit's performance record against Yang Hui alone was 20 minutes. At the cost of everyone, Unit 1 finally lost its left arm and right leg, its backpack was damaged, and its marking gun and shield were destroyed.

This achievement is enough for everyone to be proud of. It is the first time that Yang Hui can be forced to this point in the obstacle space full of bunkers. Only they can do it.

A quarter of the credit for such a high result belongs to Aslan and Cong Yunhe.

If Cong Yunhe had not locked the position of Unit 1 at the beginning and adopted the correct tactics to delay time and persist until the reinforcements arrived, they would not know when they would be able to find Yang Hui's shadow.

Then there was Aslan. All the team members were "killed", leaving him alone. In the subsequent battle, he seized the only opportunity. When Unit 1 was forced by snipers to block its movement for two seconds, Aslan seized the opportunity to "cut off" the left arm and right leg of Unit 1, causing Unit 1 to lose more than half of its combat power.

"It's okay." Aslan and Cong Yunhe were not proud, because they knew that this was not all of Yang Hui's strength. On the one hand, Yang Hui always had a playful mentality. Although he was serious, he was just playing seriously. If it was a real life-and-death battle, let alone fighting, Yang Hui's crazy killing intent would be difficult for ordinary people to bear.

And the machine. The Astray Gundam is the most powerful machine in the world at present, but it is still too bad. It can't keep up with the speed of Yang Hui in his heyday. Even Aslan and Cong Yunhe felt constrained, not to mention Yang Hui.

If the Dawn Gundam was here... let alone the 12th independent technology, he could single-handedly defeat Luna II and the Federation's space fleet, and then clear out Zeon's Solomon Fortress, A·Bawa·Sky Fortress, and Axis.

"Too modest is pride, Athrun." Jung patted Athrun's shoulder and teased, then pushed him, "Go and comfort your team members, they must be very disappointed."

"Yeah." Athrun nodded seriously.

After Aslan left, several people sighed: "Alas, the colonel is really ruthless this time, and he is not afraid of the psychological trauma of the newcomers."

Jung and the others knew why Yang Hui chose the 9th team led by Aslan at the beginning, because they were soft persimmons and the easiest to control.

Not only the 9th team, but also the 10th team is the same. They are all newcomers who have never been in actual combat. Compared with other teams, they are the most likely to achieve results. This is also a common tactic in one-on-many situations. It is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers, and reduce the number of enemies as quickly as possible.

At the same time, Yang Hui is also telling these newcomers that you are still rookies and cannot relax. You must catch up with the veterans as soon as possible, otherwise this will be the end.

"There must be a blow, I hope they can come out of it."

"Yeah, if they can't even come out of this blow, they should go to the logistics department, otherwise... they will die on the battlefield."

"By the way, where's the colonel?"

"He went to see his wife."

"Uh... okay."

...

On the other side, the MS pilots of the 11th and 12th fleets all had sad faces after returning home, because their performance was so bad, it was simply embarrassing.

It's normal to be defeated. I don't know how many times they have been defeated by the 12th Independent Technical Force in various ways during the adaptive training during this period, but... it's the first time they have been ignored.

The initial riot caused the two MS forces to lose 80% of their combat effectiveness, and the remaining 20% ​​did not make any moves. They were all shocked by the battle in front of them.

Not to mention Yang Hui's monster-like performance, which ordinary people cannot understand, but the performance of the 12th Independent Technical Force exceeded their expectations. They found that when fighting against them, they let the sea go.

This also made them realize what kind of gap there is between themselves and the other side, and also understand how high the gold content of the word "legend" is.

"What do you think?" Brest asked Paul Cassias on the bridge.

"...I can't make an evaluation." Paul Cassias shook his head. In terms of ability, he was only above average, and in terms of rank, he was only a lieutenant colonel, but Paul Cassias was proud of one thing, that is, his understanding of Zeon's ace. He participated in the Battle of Loum and survived. After the Battle of Loum, he began to collect information and analyze Zeon's ace.

He can proudly say that no one in the Federation Army knows Zeon's ace as well as he does.

Therefore, he can make the most accurate evaluation of the ace.

But Yang Hui... he can't do it. Yang Hui's performance has exceeded his understanding.

"You can't make any comments?"

"Well, the eight captains of the 12th Independent Technical Unit are comparable to Zeon's top aces, [One-shot Kill] Briennes Ogus, [Blue Star] Ramba Ral, [Scarlet Lightning] Johnny Riding, [Gray Griffin] Eric Mansfield, [Red Comet] Char Aznable... will never lose to these people, even ordinary team members have the strength of ordinary aces, and the [Magazia] squadron established by Kycilia Zabi can't compare to them."

"Aren't there two teams of newcomers?" Brest asked.

"Well, the newcomers' death was too fast, and we can't see much, but the two new captains are not worse than the old captains, and are even better. Those newcomers... are much better than our people."

"Alas."

The obvious evaluation, speechless, can only sigh, but they don't blame their subordinates, there is no way the gap is too big, the other side can be said to be all aces, their subordinates are just a group of recruits who have just finished training and have never participated in actual combat.

"Stop sighing. Let's just follow Colonel Yang Hui's orders this time."

"Of course I know that, but I just feel like I can't keep up with the times."

"Haha, admit that you're old, Brest, the future belongs to the young."

"... I'm only 40 this year."

"Not old?"

"Compared to you, I'm very young."

"... Communication ends."

"Hahaha..." After laughing, Brest also calmed down and began to think about how to improve the combat effectiveness of his subordinates. The war will start soon, and one more person alive is one more person alive.

...

Five more days have passed, and the training is still going on. Yang Hui did not participate again. One blow can turn them into motivation. Another blow will either make them autistic or indifferent. It's meaningless.

However, they didn't have time to continue training, as Tianm's news arrived.

"Colonel, a message from General Tianm."

"Yes." Tianm told him that Zeon had entered the alert range and they could go out. "Order the 11th and 12th fleets to advance to Luna 2 according to the planned schedule."

"Understood."

"Luna has left the fleet, and the route has been corrected. Coordinates are D82, and it will go around behind the Zeon fleet."

"Understood!"