One Against a Hundred

"What was going on? When did the Long Family develop such a powerful MS?" A middle-aged man exclaimed in shock as he watched footage of the Proto Gundam's battle in an intermediate control room.

Beside him, a younger man was also frowning deeply at the footage.

The older man was Guo Fengmao, while the younger one was his younger brother, Guo Fengyu. Both were members of prominent Hanxia Nation families. The Guo Family and the Long Family were equally renowned, rivals in many areas of business, and bitter enemies in every regard.

This time, they had hired the Pirate Group to capture Long Huijuan and force Long Dingkun to withdraw from the upcoming military MS tender.

To avoid leaving any traces, they had secretly purchased MS units and fighter jets from the United States of America to conceal their involvement.

But they had never expected that a mere operation to capture Long Huijuan would draw out an MS secretly developed by the Long Family. It seemed the Long Family head truly cherished his precious daughter, even deploying their strongest MS to protect her.

Guo Fengmao asked the announcer, "How many pirate MS units and fighter jets has that special MS shot down so far?"

"Current estimates indicate it has shot down more than thirty MS units and nearly ten fighter jets. Most of them were MS units and fighter jets from the United States of America."

"Continue gathering combat data on that MS."

Long Fei remained fully focused on piloting the Proto Gundam in battle. Warning alarms blared continuously throughout the cockpit.

Enemy attacks came from every direction. Most of the pirates' MS units and fighter jets had locked onto him.

The rocket launcher had long since run out of ammunition and been discarded. The Proto Gundam's remaining weapons were the Beam Gun, a pair of Beam Sabers, and the 60mm Vulcan Cannons mounted in its head. Its shield had been severely damaged, and dents covered its entire body.

As he evaded enemy fire and counterattacked, an MS wielding a solid blade charged toward the Proto Gundam.

The two were too close for Long Fei to maneuver the Proto Gundam out of the way. He could only raise his shield to block the strike. The severely damaged shield shattered the instant it blocked the blade, and the solid sword slashed into the Proto Gundam's left arm, sending sparks flying.

Long Fei piloted the Proto Gundam, kicked the MS before him away, and immediately fired through its cockpit. He then quickly checked the Proto Gundam's damage.

The left arm had sustained only minor damage. It would not be a problem.

Long Fei pressed the button to draw the Beam Saber. The Proto Gundam held a Beam Saber in its left hand and a Beam Gun in its right.

Another MS rushed up behind the Proto Gundam. The Proto Gundam spun around, and its left-hand Beam Saber swept out, cutting the ambushing MS in half at the waist.

Long Fei immediately hit the pedals and flew at high speed, firing while evading.

Long Fei drew the enemy's fire, easing the pressure on everyone else. The others hurriedly attacked the pirates' MS units and fighter jets as well.

"Captain, let's retreat! That MS is terrifying. A lot of our brothers have been killed by him."

"Captain, save us!"

"Captain, I don't want to die!"

Letai listened to his brothers' near-sobbing cries. Looking at the green markers representing his side on the radar, he watched their numbers dwindle with every passing moment.

Letai's heart bled. The effort of his entire life had suffered catastrophic losses in this battle. Unwilling to take any further losses, he could only issue the order to retreat.

The retreat flare lit up, and the Pirate Group's MS units and fighter jets immediately fled back into their ships.

In fifteen minutes of combat, Long Fei alone had shot down more than fifty Pirate Group MS units and fighter jets.

Long Fei's achievement could be described as one against a hundred. He had drawn most of the enemy fire, with nearly a hundred hostile machines locking onto him.

Long Fei had paid a price as well. The Proto Gundam's left arm had been severed, and Long Fei had already shut off power to it. Dents of varying sizes covered the Proto Gundam's body.

From these results, Long Fei concluded that the Proto Gundam's performance in combat at this level was somewhat unsatisfactory.

The main reason he had achieved such results was that the opposing MS units and fighter jets were not merely far inferior to the Proto Gundam; their performance was also a considerable distance behind even the GM MS.

Their reaction speed and mobility were both inferior to the GM MS.

Long Fei assessed that even this world's most advanced MS units were inferior to early-model Zakus.

Long Fei piloted the Proto Gundam back into the Flank Frigate.

On the way, he saw the MS units piloted by his aunt's bodyguards. Many had suffered varying degrees of severe battle damage.

Inside the Flank Frigate, he saw that the GM MS units piloted by Li Xiuming and the others had also been damaged, with either arms or legs missing.

Long Fei stepped out of the cockpit, removed his helmet, and handed it to a mechanic.

Long Huijuan arrived at the scene, intending to stop her nephew and discuss something with him. However, Long Fei directly dismissed her, completely ignoring his aunt before returning to his room to rest.

Over the next few days, they encountered no further harassment, and the damaged MS units were almost fully repaired.

During those days, Long Fei refused his aunt permission to board the ship. He knew what her current objective was.

Having been repeatedly denied an audience by her nephew over the past few days, Long Huijuan understood that he had seen through her intentions and knew he was refusing her. She did not force the matter, believing there would be plenty of time in the future.

Upon arriving at the Gangze Ancient Kingdom, Long Fei's group did not stop to rest and resupply, but instead returned directly to the factory.

Long Huijuan watched the Flank Frigate gradually disappear into the distance outside the window. She shook her head and went to discuss business.

Seeing many of her bodyguards still enthusiastically talking about the Proto Gundam piloted by her nephew, their expressions filled with shock and envy, every bodyguard capable of piloting an MS wished they could pilot such a formidable machine.

The Proto Gundam's combat data that Long Huijuan had obtained over the past few days showed that its overall performance far surpassed the new-generation MS currently being developed by the Long Family.

What shocked her even more was the Proto Gundam's incredibly high armor protection. It had endured attacks from so many shells without being destroyed. The Long Family's arms companies could not develop armor like that.

"Powerful firepower, astonishing speed, and defensive capabilities that leave people dumbfounded. An MS like this is enough to overturn the entire world. If several of them appeared on the battlefield, they might be enough to change the course of a war." This was Long Huijuan's evaluation of the MS developed by her nephew.

"Miss, the master has sent a call." Qian Tong held the phone out before her.

Long Huijuan took the phone.

"Xiaojuan, are you all right?" Long Dingkun's kind and concerned voice came through the phone.

"I'm fine, Dad."

"That's good. I received the footage and data you sent me. Was that MS really developed by Long Fei?"

"Yes, Dad. It was developed by Long Fei. Its code name is Gundam, and it can also be called the Proto Gundam."

"Where is he now? Is he with you?"

"He has already left."

"Why didn't you keep him by your side?" Long Dingkun asked in a reproachful tone.

Long Huijuan gave a bitter smile. "Dad, Xiaofei guards against me like I'm a thief. How could I keep him by my side? He wouldn't even leave me his contact information."

"Then find a way to get his things from him. Those things are simply too important to our Long Family. With them, our Long Family's strength will rise to another level."

"Dad, Xiaofei is still your biological grandson. Why is your attitude toward him completely different from your attitude toward your other grandsons?"

"If his mother had been born respectable, I could still accept him. Unfortunately, his mother was immoral and worked in that kind of profession. That bastard has the blood of someone like that in him. Letting him bear the Long surname is already an act of exceptional mercy on my part. And you expect me to love that bastard? Impossible!" Long Dingkun raised his voice on the final sentence.

"Dad, if you keep treating Xiaofei like this, you'll regret it sooner or later."

"What would I regret? Do you think that bastard can threaten our Long Family? Not having him killed was already treating him well."

Long Huijuan took a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart. "Dad, if you want me to deceive my precious nephew, then I advise you to give up. I will not harm him." With that, Long Huijuan hung up and tossed the phone back to Qian Tong.

Qian Tong had served the Long Family for many years and knew that the family head had always doted on the eldest miss. If any of the other young masters had shown such an attitude just now, they would have been preparing for punishment.

"Qian Tong, prepare the car. I'm going to discuss business."

"Yes, Miss."