Zoshan Taro and the Mysterious Organization

Zhou Ya and Zhou Na, the two sisters, were drinking beverages with towels in their other hands, wiping away sweat.

Zhou Ya's long hair was tied up, while her younger sister Zhou Na's long hair was tied into a ponytail.

The two sisters' Gundams were currently undergoing replenishment and maintenance.

Besides the two sisters' Gundams, the hangar also housed Long Fei's Proto Gundam Unit 7 Full Armor and Li Xiucheng's Proto Gundam Thunderbolt (FA-78 Full Equipment, from Gundam THUNDERBOLT).

Long Fei was sitting in his Gundam's cockpit, arms crossed, looking at the screen displaying the current battlefield situation.

Li Xiucheng leaned against the railing, waiting to sortie.

Long Fei looked at the screen. The suppression force had just penetrated the enemy's territory when enemy reinforcements had already arrived.

The enemy reinforcements consisted of over 20 modified spaceships, nearly 500 MS, and 80 fighter jets.

This was enough to compensate the enemy for their previous losses.

"The suppression force needs to rely on them to quickly suppress the abandoned space transfer station."

Proto Gundam Unit 6 returned to the hangar. The cockpit opened, and Avina walked out. She took off her helmet, revealing her shoulder-length blue hair. She took a drink from the mechanic for hydration with one hand and wiped sweat with the other. She also needed temporary rest and replenishment.

Zhou Ya and Zhou Na's Gundams had not yet completed their replenishment, and now another Gundam had returned for replenishment. The MS pilots fighting outside began to feel immense pressure.

Captain Fix had just ordered Li Xiucheng to sortie in his Gundam.

Upon hearing that he could sortie, Li Xiucheng immediately felt energized.

He piloted his Gundam onto the launch pad.

"Lieutenant Li Xiucheng, sortie."

Proto Gundam Thunderbolt was launched.

"Boss, is the Gundam Lieutenant Li Xiucheng is piloting really more powerful than ours?" Zhou Ya asked Long Fei, standing with her arms crossed in front of the cockpit, her younger sister and Avina standing behind her.

Long Fei moved the screen in front of him and looked at the three beautiful women. The three women were looking at him with shining eyes.

Although Long Fei was good-looking and handsome, he wasn't so handsome that all three beauties would fall for him simultaneously. The three women looked at him with shining eyes, but it was with admiration and a desire to know the answer.

"It is indeed much more powerful than your Gundams. The Proto Gundam Unit 7 I'm currently piloting, if it doesn't mount the heavy full armor backpack, its firepower is no match for the Thunderbolt. Now, one of his Gundams is fighting in place of your three Gundams. As long as he doesn't falter or make any mistakes, the advantage we currently hold will not be reversed."

"Then why did you develop a new series called the GP Series, Boss? Your Unit 01, in terms of firepower, looks no different from the Proto Gundam. I don't understand why you developed such a Gundam," Avina voiced her confusion, hoping the boss could provide an answer.

"The GP01 Gundam Zephyranthes I developed is not intended to have powerful firepower. Its focus is on mobility and flexibility. In terms of mobility and flexibility, no model of the Proto Gundam can compare to the GP01 Gundam Zephyranthes."

"Boss, for the GP Series Gundams you're developing next, will the subsequent models focus on a specific outstanding performance?" Zhou Na asked tentatively.

"Your guess is absolutely correct."

"The speed, output, and firepower performance of this Proto Gundam Thunderbolt are truly exhilarating." Li Xiucheng was extremely excited. He gripped the control stick, stepped on the pedals, and continuously pressed buttons with his fingers, shooting down pirate MS one after another.

From the six-barreled missile launcher on his left shoulder, one missile was fired, and countless smaller missiles popped out from the missile body. The small missiles scattered, hitting numerous pirate MS and fighter jets in an instant.

Then, the wrist-mounted twin beam gun fired a powerful red beam, instantly piercing several pirate MS.

The shoulder-mounted particle cannon destroyed a modified spaceship with a single shot.

Zoshan Taro watched the newly appeared Gundam enter the engagement zone. In just 5 minutes, it had destroyed 5 of his modified spaceships, 80 MS, and 30 fighter jets.

Then, news that plunged his mood to the bottom arrived: several unexplained explosions had occurred within the abandoned space transfer station, but no traces of the enemy could be found at the scene.

Suddenly, a projected video appeared on his command desk. The person in the video was the head of the monitoring room.

"Commander, please look at the records left by this video."

Zoshan Taro watched the recorded footage. In the video, a pirate member on patrol suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground, but did not land. Then, he tilted 45 degrees and was dragged away by an invisible force.

Upon seeing another recorded video, another pirate member on patrol suddenly had his neck twist 180 degrees. When he fell to the ground, he landed only on his buttocks, his body tilted slightly, and then, like in the previous video, he was dragged away by an invisible force.

Zoshan Taro instantly understood what was happening and knew why those mercenaries who had entered had disappeared.

Zoshan Taro ordered his subordinates to put on thermal sensors and search every area.

Immediately after, Zoshan Taro discovered that one of the monitoring rooms had lost contact. Zoshan Taro attempted to contact it but failed repeatedly.

Zoshan Taro knew that the monitoring room over there was finished and immediately dispatched several units to investigate.

Suddenly, Zoshan Taro's secret phone vibrated. He walked out of the command room to a secluded spot and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Zoshan, I heard you've encountered big trouble."

"Hmph, stop pretending. You sent people to mess with me, didn't you?"

"Mr. Zoshan, you've misunderstood. The mercenary group attacking you has nothing to do with us."

"Heh heh." Zoshan Taro let out a cold laugh, clearly not accepting the explanation.

"Mr. Zoshan, whether you believe it or not, we sincerely want to cooperate with you. Do you remember our sincerity?"

Zoshan Taro narrowed his eyes. He remembered that this mysterious organization had approached him two years ago, wanting to cooperate. Initially, this mysterious organization supplied him with some more advanced MS, with the condition that they would split the spoils of any robberies 50/50.

In the beginning, their cooperation was quite harmonious. Later, the mysterious organization supplied him with even more advanced MS, but the profit-sharing ratio kept increasing, eventually reaching a 60/40 split.

If the split was for goods robbed using this organization's MS, Zoshan Taro could accept it.

However, they demanded a 60/40 split even for goods robbed without using their MS.

This was something Zoshan Taro found impossible to accept, because if the spoils were divided like that, how would his many brothers make a living?

No matter what, this organization only supplied MS. They didn't use any manpower or other resources. He and his pirate group put in the most effort, risking their lives every time they went out to rob. Although his pirate group were desperate outlaws, some of his brothers had families. Besides just making a living, they were also pirates to support their families. For those brothers with families, even if they died, their families should be given a settlement fee.

Because of this matter, he almost came to blows with the organization. In the end, this mysterious organization relented. As long as they didn't use their MS for robberies, the goods obtained didn't need to be split.

However, this mysterious organization had sent him an MS at that time, telling him that if he ever encountered an unsolvable powerful enemy, he could contact them. They would give him the password for that MS, and then he could pilot that MS to deal with the powerful enemy. This mysterious organization also assured him that the MS they gave him was at least ten years ahead of the technology of this era.

"Speak. What are your terms?"

"There are two conditions. The first condition is that from now on, whatever your Sea Wolf Pirate Group plunders, regardless of whether our MS is used, it will be a 50/50 split."

Upon hearing this first condition, Zoshan Taro clenched his fists, anger flaring. Because if he agreed to this condition, he and his brothers would be a pirate group that could barely survive, never truly prosper.

Zoshan Taro took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. "What's the second condition?"

"The second condition is that you must capture a Gundam MS."

"Your organization is very interested in this Gundam MS. Is this Gundam MS more advanced than the MS you developed? And you want to get something for nothing – you do no work, but you reap the rewards." Zoshan Taro took the opportunity to mock them.

"Mr. Zoshan, we are not trying to get something for nothing. But it cannot be denied that this Gundam MS is indeed very advanced. If we can obtain the technology of the Gundam MS, we can develop even more advanced and stronger MS. In the future, we can also supply you with better MS, and then your brothers can pilot stronger MS and plunder more goods. So, it's mutually beneficial."

"Then give me some time to consider." Zoshan Taro hung up the phone without waiting for their response and returned to the command room.