Gundam SEED: Poetry of Tomorrow

Chapter 5 Conditions
"Why do you have to be an MS pilot?"

Instructor Nuttle looked at Ino's appearance and really couldn't understand Ino's brain circuit.

How many people begged to come to the command department but couldn't get in. However, Ino was lucky and wanted to run away even after he came.

"Instructor Nuttle, it's not that I have to be a mobile suit pilot, but in my opinion, the combination of powerful mobile suits and ace pilots in the future will definitely become the protagonist in determining the direction of the battlefield." Ino said. The chisel.

"What the hell? Where did you hear this from that cultist?"

Instructor Nuttle became angry when he heard this. This is because that bastard is poaching me.

Is MS strong?
Strong, otherwise PLANT would not be able to stand firm in a space battle.

But it would be a bit outrageous to say that MS can directly determine the direction of the battlefield.

An excellent MS pilot can fight one against five or one against ten.

But can you still challenge a hundred or a thousand?

What is a battlefield? The battlefield is not a one-man show. No matter how powerful one person is, he cannot change the direction of a war.

If MS were really that powerful, ZAFT wouldn't have recruited so many young people into military academies.

"Instructor Nuttle, what I said is true. In the future, wars will inevitably be fought with MSs as the basic unit, and under the catalysis of war, the performance of MSs will definitely evolve by leaps and bounds."

Ino could not directly explain the future he knew, and could only use this speculative attitude to describe the future he knew: "Now that the Earth Alliance is suppressed by MS, they will definitely find a way to build their own MS. Humans will respond to violent weapons You don’t know how powerful creativity is.”

"With the foundation of the United Earth, who knows what kind of MS they will come up with."

"So I have reason to suspect that in the future, MS will definitely evolve into a protagonist that can determine the direction of the battlefield. Moreover, MS does not get tired like the human body, as long as it is not shot down."

"It will always have considerable combat effectiveness. I have reason to be sure that in the future, some powerful elite pilots and powerful aircraft may even become powerful beings that can defeat a thousand. If they are in sufficient numbers, they can completely use their own The power can change the outcome of a war!"

"I, do you want to hear what you are saying?"

Instructor Nuttle was shocked by Ino's answer.

One MS versus a thousand?

Do you think this is a hacking game?

As a battlefield commander, he knew exactly where the performance limits of MS were.

Even the most optimistic members of the staff would not dare to say such nonsense that one MS could defeat a thousand.

"Instructor Nuttle, you cannot use your current thinking to understand the possibility of future occurrences. In the era of cold weapons, who could have guessed that there would be weapons in the world that could easily destroy an entire city?"

Ino also knew how outrageous what he said was to the current people.

In fact, if he didn't know the future, he wouldn't believe such outrageous things.

It's a pity that if there is no If, Aslan Sara, Lax Klein...their existence is destined to have another loser, Kira Yamato, who is known as the strongest adjuster.

That guy can turn a frontal battlefield into a fireworks show, and no one can stand it.

But all this has nothing to do with myself.

Now I just need to become a mobile suit pilot and leave this place where I can die at any time.

Nuttall looked at Ino's expression and silently picked up the water glass and took a sip to calm down.

He really felt that Ino was messing around here.

But what Ino said in the end is right. We cannot use the current inherent thinking to understand and determine future development.

After all, this is the era of thermal weapons. A single nuclear bomb can cause dozens or millions of casualties. If MS can reach that level, it can indeed change the direction of the battlefield.

But the question is is it possible?
Even if it were possible, how long would it take for it to hatch——

"Wait a minute, you almost got me involved. Even if the MS you mentioned does appear in the future, what does that have to do with you?"

Instructor Nuttle suddenly reacted.

He did not deny the possibility of the future mentioned by Ino.

But the problem is that this has nothing to do with you.

"Yes, what if I am that good driver?"

Ino replied shamelessly.

"..."

Instructor Nuttle opened his mouth, but in the end he did not say the shameless words.

Having this ability in command does not mean that you have this ability in driving mobile suits.

Adjusters are not omnipotent. "I am your favorite disciple, and you are so unsure of me?"

Ino noticed the twitching corners of Instructor Nuttle's mouth.

"You think you have?"

Instructor Nuttle asked back: "I recognize your talents in battlefield command and overall perspective, but it does not mean that you also have such talents in mobile suit driving."

"What if? What if I have this kind of talent? It's not like you don't know my learning ability."

Ino asked rhetorically.

This is really not Enoch's nonsense.

Because he received targeted training in the Eurasian Federation since childhood, his ability to learn and imitate is extremely terrifying.

As long as it's not beyond your ability, you can imitate it to a great extent.

This is why the predecessor stood out from that institute.

"How can there be so many things in the world? Do you think this is a movie?"

Instructor Nuttle was speechless. Why didn't he realize that this boy Ino was so shameless before?

Is it because I have less contact?

"Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to let it go...ah, as long as you are willing to work hard! You have to believe me. What if I am the kind of MS pilot who can change the battlefield? If you don't let me practice MS, wouldn't it be Zafu's fault? Did you bury a genius?"

Ino couldn't care less about shame at this time, bragging to survive.

Instructor Nuttle's lips twitched, what kind of brain and thinking did this guy say this sentence.

"For the sake of Zaft's future, I also ask Instructor Nuttle to approve my transfer application. Thank you."

Ino has completely given up, and he has already boasted so much that it doesn’t matter if he continues to brag.

"Hiss, okay...I'll sign!"

Instructor Nuttle was defeated by Ino's shameless look.

And this guy is the kind of guy who never looks back until he hits the wall.

Now that the other party is determined to become an MS pilot, it is impossible for me to control him forever.

"Thank you, Instructor!"

When Ino heard this, his face suddenly lit up with joy. He pointed at the place where the document was signed and said, "Just sign here."

"Don't be too happy too early. There are conditions for my signing."

Instructor Nuttle replied.

"What conditions do you want? As long as I can be transferred to another hospital, everything is easy to discuss."

Yi Nuohun smiled carelessly.

As long as you can learn how to drive an MS and escape by running to Earth, it doesn't matter what the conditions are.

"It's very simple. Didn't you say that you are a genius in MS driving? If you don't reach the top three in the MS graduation exam in two months, then come back and be the number one in your command department!"

Instructor Nuttle said his request with a smile: "Aren't you a genius? Then show me the genius!"

"What? Top three!?"

After hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded. What was the concept of the top three?

If I remember correctly, the top three were Aslan, Nigel and Yitzhak.

Two months to catch up with their seven months of hard work, I can't catch up even if I cheat.

And you thought they were the only ones in the whole school?
PLANT has a total population of 6000 million.

The school-age population between the ages of 17 and 400 is around [-] to [-] million.

Due to the fall of Junius, most of PLANT's school-age students chose to join the army.

In December alone, there were about 12 military academy cadets in the colonial satellite group, and the headquarters military academy in Disenbel City where I was located had about 30 people.

Excluding members of other majors, there are nearly 3 MS driving students.

In two months, he became the top three among more than 3 elite adjusters... cheating is not how it works.

(End of this chapter)