Chapter 616: Each Person's Choice

The simulated battle was over, and the observation group stood aside with a look of frustration. They used the tips of Amuro, George Miguel and Cong Yunhe, and added a lot of their own ideas. The tactics they used were as insidious as possible, and they had no martial ethics at all, but they were still defeated.

The best result was that the second team took away two people from the 10th team, but they also paid a huge price when taking them away, because after the two people who were defeated saw their own fate, they activated the self-destruction program of the body before they were defeated, and died together with several enemy planes.

"It's terrible, how did they do it?" The people who were taken away by the self-destruction asked with lingering fear, because the self-destruction program was activated without any hesitation. After they just seized the opportunity to point the gun at the two people, the self-destruction program was directly activated and came towards them. Even a 1-second hesitation was enough for them to stop the other party's self-destruction.

Although it was just a simulated battle, the unhesitating action was definitely not a self-destruction chosen because there would be no deaths in the simulated battle. The people participating in the simulated battle could not see it, but the audience outside could see it clearly. That kind of decisiveness and ruthlessness were completely subconscious actions. This was a habit engraved in their bones.

They believed that even if it was not a simulated battle but an actual battle, they would make the same choice.

"Because everything about the 12th Independent Technical Unit is confidential." Yang Hui said calmly.

"Just because of this?"

"Enough."

"..."

It was too terrible. This was no longer a matter of consciousness and will. This practice was enough to be called faith, just like a religious fanatic who was willing to die for his own beliefs.

Maybe, at this time, they understood the real reason why the 12th Independent Technical Unit was so powerful. It was not the excellent military quality, not the powerful MS driving skills, not the comprehensive knowledge reserves, not the tacit team cooperation, but this terrible belief.

This also made more people retreat. They did not think they had enough willpower to bear this belief.

The four members of the White Wild Dog team, who cared the most about everything about the 12th Independent Technical Force and were most interested in joining the 12th Independent Technical Force, were silent at this time. They were not afraid, but worried. They were afraid that they wanted to do it but could not do it. After all, faith is something that not everyone can have.

"Colonel Yang Hui, what is the content of the next training?"

Putting the question of faith aside, Pierce P. Rayle asked Yang Hui. He didn't know whether he could do it or not, but time was limited and should not be wasted on entanglement and fear.

"First, watch my people conduct tactical training, and then you will be separated and they will take you to experience our team tactical training."

"Understood." XN

After explaining all this, Yang Hui left. It was enough for Amuro and the others to do the observation group. He didn't need to keep an eye on it.

He planned to go to the command center to see how other people were doing in class...

"..." Yang Hui looked at the people in the class who seemed calm on the surface but were panicking in their hearts, and his mouth twitched.

Travis Kakuland, Aslan, South Baninger and other captains and vice-captains were all fine. After all, they had led others and had been with Yang Hui for quite some time. They could just follow suit and keep the situation under control.

But the others were not. They mechanically copied the attitude of their teachers in class, and then recited the text stiffly, regardless of whether the students below could understand it or not. They would not answer questions because they did not know how to answer them.

Especially the people in the 9th team, they had the least experience, the most superficial knowledge and application of knowledge, and the most rigid expressions.

"Yeah, there is still a lot to learn." Yang Hui laughed and shook his head. Yang Hui did not intervene. This was also a kind of training for them. After all, this group of people could not always be soldiers under him. These people would be the backbone of Promise Fortress in the future and would lead their own teams. Instead of panicking at that time, it would be better to hone them now.

...

Two days later, the Luna arrived at the Australian theater headquarters on time. A huge warship that covered the sky and the sun descended from the sky. Everyone looked up at the sky with their mouths wide open, watching the giant beast of the sky slowly fall.

The Luna arrived, and Yang Hui and his team naturally had to set off. In the events of the past two days, whether it was the observation group, ordinary federal soldiers, or the members of the 12th Independent Technical Unit responsible for teaching others, they all grew a lot.

Especially the members of the observation group, they were originally elites who were selected. They may not be strong, but their own understanding and growth potential are still very good.

And there are many people who are favored by these people. George Miguel and others also invited them, but... not everyone's ambition has the matching will and tenacity. After a day and a half of living in dire straits, most people backed down and chose to refuse.

However, George Miguel and others did not say anything about this. If they refused, they refused. Everyone has their own ambitions. Everyone has their own choices. They will only regret, not be disappointed, and will not mock each other.

But not everyone refused. In addition to two or three people who were ambitious enough and had enough courage and will, the four members of the White Wild Dog team who were invited by Yang Hui in person at the beginning also chose to accept Yang Hui's invitation and join the 12th Independent Technical Force.

"Colonel Yang Hui, I have received the transfer order." Stan Lee Hawkins reported to Yang Hui in the headquarters.

After Yang Hui and Stan Lee Hawkins had a good talk, he sent a telegram to Rebil. After a simple procedure and communication, Stan Lee Hawkins' transfer order arrived almost at the same time as the Luna.

"Are you going with us or going alone?" Yang Hui asked.

"I will not go with your unit. After the new commander arrives, I will go to the North American theater." Stan Lee Hawkins still wanted to stand the last shift. He was the commander-in-chief. Unlike the 12th Independent Technical Force and the people below, he had to wait for the successor to arrive and hand over the work in his hands to the new commander-in-chief before he could leave the Australian theater.

"Okay."

"Then I wish you all a successful start."

"We will prepare a stage for you to debut."

The two saluted each other, and then Yang Hui left, returned to Luna 2, and then headed for the North American War Zone.

...

In the North American War Zone, the White Fortress stopped above the ruins of a base. Brad looked down through the glass of the bridge, looking at the broken walls and the sea of ​​fire, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Why don't they surrender? Surrendering can obviously avoid casualties."

Of course, this is not pity or sympathy, but just a momentary sigh. Brad never sighed for the sacrifice of a certain person, nor the demise of a certain unit, nor the destruction of a certain base. What he sighed for was just this fucking war.

"In fact, they are the same as us, and we will not surrender either." The person standing behind Brad was called Mile Bazhou, the helmsman of the White Fortress.

"Then why did you join the war? Why did you join this unit?" Brad asked.

Mile Yashu, from the famous wealthy Yashu family of the Earth Federation, owns a huge consortium. Her father, Hugh Yashu, is a member of the Federation Parliament. Before the start of the One Year War, he tried his best to adjust the relationship between the Earth Federation and Zeon.

"Want to control your own destiny." Mile Yashu said self-deprecatingly.

Born in a wealthy family, Mile Yashu has the fate of all wealthy women and is used as a tool by the family for marriage.

Mile Yashu has dreamed of becoming a space pilot since she was a child, but when she was very young, her family betrothed her to Kamran Bloom, the young master of the Bloom family of Side 6.

In order to fight against fate, to control her own life, and to realize her ideals, Mile Yashu went to Side 2 with her family at the age of ten, and then traveled back and forth between the Yashu family on Earth.

In order to improve herself, Mile Yashu has been acting as her father's secretary since her student days to assist him in his work. At the same time, she also obtained a yacht-level space glider license and once had the experience of rushing into the atmosphere.

Originally, Mile Bazhou had never thought that she would join the Federation Army and enter the vortex of war.

But when the war broke out, she escaped because she went back to her hometown alone for the annual leave, but all her family members in SIDE2 were killed. This made her understand a truth: no one can survive in war. Even if she made the Bazhou family cancel her engagement with her efforts, her fate was still in the hands of others.

So, she took the initiative to join the Federation Army, used some connections, and entered the 12th Independent Technical Force.

"... You are amazing." Brad praised after a moment of silence.

Because Mile Bazhou's goal was not a false official answer, it was just for herself from beginning to end, and Brad...

To be honest, he was confused about his own path.

At the beginning, he was just a passionate young man, for the Federation and for peace.

But now... after going through so much, he felt that his previous ideas were empty talk, and he didn't know what he was fighting for.

"You too."

"Me? Haha, I'm much worse."

"At least you're still holding on, aren't you?"

"..."

"Beep beep beep..."

"Captain Brad, Major Jung called, the battlefield has been cleaned up, requesting further instructions." At this time, the CIC reported.

"Order the 2nd Squadron to move northwest after completing the supply, destroy all observation posts along the way, and wait 500 kilometers outside the Phoenix base."

"Understood."

"The White Fortress moves due west, aiming for Tiburon Island, cooperate with the 3rd and 4th Squadrons to occupy it, and wait for the Luna to join us."

"Understood."