A journey through the Gundam world

A Journey Through the Gundam World Author: Bombardment Type Zaku

Summary:

This book you thought;

"What? I still shot pretty accurately."

"I'm the man who makes the impossible possible!"

"Genre! The East is undefeated!"

"Mission accomplished, self-destruction begins!"

"The moon is out!"

"Are you going to start a war again?"

"Happy birthday to you~"

The actual book;

In fact, I want to be a good person!

You still want to drive a Gundam in such a low voice?

Be honest and send watermelon ice one by one!

Isn't it just an orbital elevator? Look at me pushing him back!

If he escapes from the cockpit, his career as a pilot will be over!

Leo's performance will vary greatly depending on the pilot's ability!

The author was hit by a colonial satellite...End of book.

(Currently, I have completed three million-word novels. The updates are stable and you can eat them with confidence, Gu Gu Gu.)

Chapter 1 The best seller

CGS boss Maluke smoked a cigar leisurely and looked at the new batch of goods below with cold eyes.

"Hey, why are there adults? If they are not children, there is no way to add Alaya consciousness."

Suddenly, he discovered that among the new batch of goods, there was a figure that was obviously different from other children.

No matter how blind he was, the figure and appearance of the other person, who was obviously an adult, never looked like he was eight years old.

Faced with his dissatisfaction, the salesman on the side did not panic at all. He replied with a smile.

"You can't say that, brother Maruk. That man is a rare commodity."

"Oh?"

Hearing what the trafficker said, Maluk calmly took a puff of his cigar, then blew out a smoke ring and casually flicked the ash on the dirty floor.

"Does this guy have any special skills?"

Seeing that he showed no interest at all, the merchant remained calm and unhurried.

"He is an MS pilot, the real deal."

Hearing this, although Maluk was moved in his heart, he did not show it.

He knew very well that as long as he showed an interested expression, the other party would definitely take the opportunity to increase the price!

So he took a puff from his cigar for the third time and exhaled light blue smoke.

"MS pilot? Isn't he a wanted criminal like a pirate? I don't want to get into trouble."

Although in general impression, the most popular people are children.

When pirates looted fleets and gathering points, they often killed adults, leaving only underage children.

After all, compared to children who are more malleable, adults' minds are already fixed, and they are more likely to have the idea and ability to escape.

Unless they are adults with clear technical abilities, they will be brainwashed and stay as salespeople.

But what Maluk is worried about is that this guy is a wanted pirate.

Although he was reassured by the traffickers' brainwashing techniques, once he was recognized, he would be the one in trouble.

"An Xin, he is a pilot with a clean reputation. It's a pity that he was injured and unconscious for some reason. He was drifting in the universe and was picked up by someone from Dawn Horizon."

"Oh, Dawn Horizon? That's not..."

Maluk knew the identity of the other party very well. After all, it was a large pirate with 10 warships and 2500 official members.

Pirates of this size would be troublesome even for Divas, who is known as the leader of the Mars circle.

After hearing what he said, the trafficker continued his enthusiastic sales pitch.

"That's right, and the other party was injured and suffered amnesia. Coupled with the second brainwashing, he can no longer remember who he is. You can rest assured."

"but……"

Maruk, who was already moved, was still a little hesitant.

At this time, the trafficker gave him an irresistible reason.

"If you buy him, how about giving you a discounted price for this batch of goods?"

"make a deal!"

In this way, under the other party's rhetoric and preferential offensive, Maluk finally happily bought these special sellers.

Seeing the other party's back eager to take away the goods, the merchant quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not completely relieved.

He didn't wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead until the CGS assault armored ship Will-o'-the-Wisp outside the porthole gradually faded away.

"call……"

"Boss, this hot thing is finally sold."

His confidants took the opportunity to graciously deliver packaged drinking water.

The merchant took the drinking water and took a sip to soothe his throat and nodded.

"Well, those Dawn Horizon bastards are really going to give me trouble."

"Yeah, who would have thought that they would even dare to rob Gallarhorn's ship."

At this moment, the merchant slapped his henchman's mouth.

"Hush! You want to die! That person's identity must not be revealed, understand!"

The confidant, whose mouth and nose were covered by the vendor, was speechless, but at this moment he realized that he had made a mistake.

So he nodded hurriedly like pounding garlic.

However, at the next moment, the vendor's other hand had already loosened the packaged drinking water.

Instead, he held a sharp dagger and stabbed it into his heart under the incredible gaze of his confidant.

The last words he heard before he died were the cold words of the merchant.

"I think it's better to let you die so that I can feel at ease."

Seeing his confidant lying dead on the ground, the merchant turned to look out the porthole again.

The Will-o'-the-Wisp was no longer visible.

"Don't blame me, brother Maruk."

At this time, on the Will-o'-the-Wisp.

Two regular employees of CGS Team [-] dragged the unconscious Alex to the destination.

Like throwing a bag of flour, he was thrown into the cabin where the salesman was placed.

With the sound of a heavy human body falling to the ground, the two clapped their hands.

One of them couldn't help complaining.

"Tsk. Why would the boss buy this guy? He's already an adult."

"It's not just because of greed. CGS has just been established. It costs money everywhere. This miser Maluk is probably bleeding from the heart."

"Just him? You have to lie on the ground and lick up any blood that drips, so that it doesn't go to waste."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The two of them laughed at their boss, closed the cabin door and walked away.

After the laughter and footsteps between the two faded away, Alex, who was lying on the floor, also opened his eyes.

Just now, he relied on his acting skills to successfully deceive the seemingly vicious CGS official employees.

Making them think that they were still under anesthesia and unable to move, they had no choice but to transport themselves to the cabin.

Although the last action of throwing himself in was very barbaric, it also avoided the possibility of being beaten while looking around on the road.

Taking a breath of air that smelled of sweat and engine oil, he propped himself up.

At the same time, he silently recalled the assigned mission world in his heart.

CGS,

Mars,

Tekkadan,

barbatos,

Head,

Steel nails

……

Obviously, the mission world this time is.

Iron-blooded Orphans!

"I didn't expect that the third mission would be such an exciting world. However, it seems that there is no peaceful place in the Gundam world."

After laughing at himself in his heart, he habitually observed the situation around him.

He found that the children around him were looking at him with fear.

It's normal to think about it, after all, except for him as an adult.

The cabin was full of children, not even teenagers.

Looking at them, a term unique to the Iron-Blooded worldview came to Alex's mind.

A must sell person...

humandebris

Literally translated it is,

Human remains.

They are a unique group of people in the iron-blooded worldview, and they are essentially slaves.

Children who have been kidnapped by bandits since childhood or sold to human traffickers by their families at a low price, as well as adults like him who have technical abilities.

Juebiao people have no human rights and can be thrown away or even killed at will.

'Be born in the universe, die in the universe. '

It is a true portrayal of a must sell person.

'This damn world...'

Alex cursed in a low voice according to the explanation entry about the dead man recorded in the system.

He sat cross-legged so as not to look so tall and oppress others.

"Don't worry, we're all the same."

He smiled.

However, it seemed to have the opposite effect. The children around him took a few steps back.