Chapter 621 Fanatics Should Be Shot

As the Federation army entered the Gaforia base, the balance of victory and defeat had no chance to change. A large number of garrison troops were pinned down by the 12th Independent Technical Force, and the conventional troops successfully eliminated the last garrison troops and defense facilities without much resistance.

The air force was unimpeded and blew up all the important facilities of the Gaforia base in the blink of an eye. The navy stepped on land and easily occupied the major ports of the Gaforia base. The army drove straight into the base, making all the people of the Principality of Zeon who were still alive raise their hands.

"Hurry up and turn back to support the 12th Independent Technical Force!"

After successfully occupying the Gaforia base, the conventional troops did not sit back and watch the 12th Independent Technical Force fight hard. Although the Gaforia base had been successfully recaptured, the army of the Principality of Zeon had not been completely eliminated. They were still fighting, and the 12th Independent Technical Force was still blocking the most enemies for them.

With the support of the conventional troops, the 12th Independent Technical Force could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Under the cover of the conventional troops, it took another half an hour to successfully eliminate the enemy forces of the Principality of Zeon. It was impossible to escape. Those who died died and those who surrendered surrendered.

"Ha~ha~Finally...finally made it."

Sitting on the ground, the members of the 12th Independent Technical Unit were all panting, feeling weak all over, and even had no strength to move their fingers.

All the previous missions had never felt this way. This time, they not only fought head-on, but also fought with fewer troops against more. They could not retreat, evacuate, or shift strategically. They had to pin all the enemies there.

Fortunately, this time, no one died, only three were seriously injured, and they could all recover and return to the battlefield.

"I hope General Gepu won't get angry."

Turning their heads to look at their own machines, everyone looked relieved. The best condition was Yang Hui's No. 1 machine, followed by the captains and vice-captains' machines, which were charred and full of bullet holes. They were as miserable as they could be, but the degree of misery was different. The machines of others...

Weapons and backpacks were lost and damaged. It was also common to lose arms and legs. The worst were several seriously injured. Fortunately, Yang Hui upgraded the cockpit's protection capability to the emperor level at the beginning of the design. As long as it was not a direct hit, it would be difficult to cause the death of the pilot. Otherwise, these people would not be seriously injured, but would have died heroically.

Two or three machines had no limbs, leaving only the body and head. Two or three machines had a section of their bodies cut off. Two or three machines had hideous and terrible scars near the cockpit, and even the inside of the cockpit could be seen.

"Why are you so angry? We didn't lose it this time. This is normal damage in battle!"

"... I heard that our mission this time was arranged by the colonel. Colonel Hawkins was going to send us helpers, but he refused."

"Fortunately he refused. We are already in this state. Wouldn't it be even worse if there were more people who drag us down?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

"Uh..."

This sentence was full of sarcasm. They were not in a special station now. There were many people from the regular troops around. They all heard it. Countless angry eyes were focused on them.

"Sorry." The outspoken people apologized on their own initiative. They were now weak all over. If they were beaten, they couldn't even fight back, let alone run away.

"It's okay." The regular troops waved their hands. Although they were very unhappy, they all knew that this was the fact. They knew how strong the 12th Independent Technical Force was. Even they were in such a miserable state. If they went there, they would really be dragging their feet.

What they are unhappy about is not only being looked down upon by others, but also why they are so mediocre and why they don’t have such strong strength. In the army, strength is equal to status. With strength, others respect you and it is easier to get credit. With credit, there is a chance to rise.

…

After the battle, Yang Hui came to the prison of the California Base because Som kept shouting that he wanted to see him.

Som was captured, although Yang Hui felt that it was completely unnecessary. Som was a diehard of the Zabi family. There was no need to consider persuading him to surrender. He would never join the Republic of Zeon. Such a fanatic like existence would be best dead.

“You are finally here.” Som raised his head and looked at Yang Hui, his face full of decadence and frustration.

“Can you let me rest for a while?” Yang Hui sat casually opposite Som and said boredly.

“Why… why aren’t people like you in Zeon?” Som vented his inner grief. If it weren’t for the 12th Independent Technical Force, if it weren’t for Yang Hui who formed the 12th Independent Technical Force, their strategic plan would be unimpeded. The Federation would not be able to fight back in front of the iron hoof of Zeon, at least he thought so.

Everything started, all the failures, all started with the appearance of Yang Hui.

If Yang Hui was a Zeon, then the Federation would have been defeated by them long ago, and the one imprisoned now would not be him, Som, but a general of the Federation.

"Hehe, Zeon? Are you talking about the Principality of the Zabi family?" Yang Hui sneered.

"There is only one Zeon in the world! That is the Principality of Zeon led by Zabi!" The division of Zeon and the existence of the Republic of Zeon are a thorn in the hearts of Som, no, it should be said that all the loyal followers of the Zabi family cannot remove, and it is also a shame that cannot be washed away.

"Haha, then we have nothing to talk about." Yang Hui stood up and left. There was no point in talking to such fanatics. They only knew how to constantly output their own ideas and beliefs, and would never input other people's opinions.

"Just wait! We still have the commander-in-chief! And Lady Kycilia! They will definitely avenge me!" When Yang Hui's foot was about to step out of the prison gate, Som used all his strength and shouted firmly, but unfortunately...

Yang Hui paused, turned his head, and sneered playfully: "Kycilia Zabi is dead, and the next one is Kilian Zabi."

"You...what did you say?" Som raised his head and couldn't believe his ears, "You lied to me, right? You must be lying to me! How could Lady Kycilia die!? Impossible!"

Som suddenly had the power, stood up and rushed towards Yang Hui, wanting to catch him and ask him clearly. Seeing this, the people around him immediately controlled him. Yang Hui didn't stay, waved his hand with his back to Som, and left the prison.

"Yang Hui! Stop right there! Tell me you're lying to me! Tell me..."

"So this kind of person shouldn't be given a chance to live." He walked out of the prison gate and got into a jeep. Stan Lee Hawkins was in the driver's seat.

"I think your approach is more cruel." Stan Lee Hawkins said teasingly while driving.

How can it not be cruel? Many times, death is a kind of relief. For fanatics like Som, there is nothing more cruel than the collapse of their own beliefs.

Gillian Zabi is indeed still alive, but Kycilia Zabi is dead, Dozle Zabi is missing, and two of the people who were once regarded as the iron triangle of the Principality of Zeon have been eliminated, leaving only the last one. Even the most firm beliefs will have cracks.

"So, quickly shoot them all and let them be free as soon as possible." Yang Hui shrugged.

"I thought so, but who made this guy lucky and didn't get hit by a stray bullet." Stan Lee Hawkins and Yang Hui had the same idea. It was the best decision to shoot this kind of fanatic directly.

As a result, after the battle, many soldiers of the Principality of Zeon who fled aimlessly died, were hit by stray bullets, swallowed by explosions, or buried by ruins, but Som stayed in the command center and lost consciousness. In the end, he survived and was captured by the Marines.

Once captured, you can't do anything casually. Normal soldiers still have to abide by the Geneva Convention and can't kill prisoners casually. If you want to shoot him now, you have to wait until the trial of the International Court of Justice before you do it.

"Tsk, the scourge will last for thousands of years."

"By the way, the Prime Minister of the Republic of Zeon sent an official letter to the Federation, hoping to take over the eastern part of North America. What do you think the parliament will do?"

"Agreed, what else can I do?" Yang Hui rolled his eyes. Do I need to guess this kind of question?

"So confident?"

"Nonsense, we are only one step away from driving the Principality of Zeon out of the earth. Revil will never allow anyone to mess with us. If the Republic of Zeon becomes dissatisfied at this time and links up with the Principality of Zeon again, the direction of the war will immediately change 180 degrees.

So, not only the eastern part of North America, but also the occupied areas under the jurisdiction of the Republic of Zeon will be given to them. After the Federation completely defeats the Principality of Zeon, it will come to deal with the Republic of Zeon."

This is what the officialdom said. The idea of ​​the high-level parliament is indeed as Yang Hui analyzed. Now the Republic of Zeon is a mine. It must not be stepped on. It must be held in the arms, because the position of the Republic of Zeon will affect the direction of the war.

But in fact... Revil and Garp didn't think so much. Char has already confirmed that he is their own people. Compared with the group of people in the Federal Parliament, Revil and Garp are more willing to cooperate with Char, and they all believe in Yang Hui.

"Also, His Highness Caspar is on his way here. I received his message and he wants to meet you." Stan Lee Hawkins looked at Yang Hui meaningfully.

"Don't doubt it. He and I are old friends." Stan Lee Hawkins is also considered one of his own. The credit of the Australian theater and the California base is enough for him to move up a step. Stan Lee Hawkins will not give up easily after getting the benefits.

Even if he has the ability to turn against him, Yang Hui is not afraid. If he can give it to him, he can naturally get it back, and it is calculated with interest.

"It seems that I still have a lot to learn." Stan Lee Hawkins said self-deprecatingly.

"Do what you want to do at the right stage. You are a smart person, Stan Lee. Sometimes, knowing too much is very dangerous."

"I know my position and I will do my job well."

"That's enough. When the time comes, you will know what you should know."