As the Gundam piloted by Saki Maski lit up in both eyes, Xiao Ran watched closely. Although Saki Maski was not a professional pilot of Gundam-series machines, she did possess C-rank Piloting Skill. Operating such things was fundamentally transferable knowledge—once you sat inside, even if you did not understand it before, you would understand immediately. It was merely a matter of familiarity with the machine and proficiency in piloting it in combat.
As long as one's Piloting Skill was high enough, operating machines of the corresponding level generally posed no problem, unless the machine had special requirements. Saki Maski's own VVV Mecha, for instance, required a specific bloodline.
Machines brought out of the G Gundam world could generally be piloted by ordinary people, but without a genuine martial arts inheritance, it was impossible to bring out their full capabilities.
However, this Original Gundam possessed no special abilities to begin with. It was simply a standard model, so Saki Maski could naturally pilot it without any discomfort.
As the machine slowly rose to its feet, Xiao Ran sprinted toward the depths of the passageway. El-Elf's charge should have ended by now. Gunfire still rang out, but it had become far more intermittent than before, and explosions could no longer be heard. Because El-Elf had been throwing grenades around and deliberately shooting out the lights, the passage was now almost completely dark aside from a few flickering glimmers.
Just as Saki Maski drove Unit 2 out of the passageway, Xiao Ran arrived before the cockpit of another Gundam. Farther away, he saw yet another Gundam rise to its feet, a red glint flashing through its eyes.
Upon seeing the machine activate, Xiao Ran jumped into its cockpit. To his surprise, the cockpit was not as antiquated as he had imagined. Every button