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...radio operator will be able to tell you that the frequency the barracks legend says you need to tune your 'mechs comms to literally could not exist. But the truth never undermined a good legend.

So suppose you do it- sit in your 'mech at night, the hangar silent around you, radio tuned to that impossible frequency. They say you hear pilots from across the galaxy. Across the universe. Across the universes. Pilots fighting wars against enemies you've never heard of, using machines you might think too powerful to exist or too primitively absurd to be possible- but there they are, chatting in your headset. They've all heard the legend, same as you, although for some it's a psionic link and for some it's a telegram, but they're all tuned in to a channel that shouldn't exist.

The reason it's dangerous, of course, isn't that you'll "go mad" or something. Please. They're pilots, same as you: people who fight for some cause, or for their own fame and fortune, inside a shell of metal that walks like a giant. There's common ground all around, although you might need somebody to translate, depending on how many degrees tilted one participant's world is from yours. You won't go raving insane from it.

No, the reason it's dangerous is because- well- I'll tell you what I heard about the original story, which was, she kept tuning in. Sitting up until the gray brightness of dawn spilled into the hangar. Talking with people from worlds she would never see, trading tales of battles and training camps. But there was one night where a participant stopped talking and started screaming: their hangar was being attacked. And as they panicked and shouted, the sound of thumping on controls and ricocheting shots coming down that unchannel that shouldn't have been, she revved up her reactor, stomped out through the hangar doors- blasted them out of the way -and went to give backup in a war that she was in the wrong reality to fight in.

Your basic Zaku is like the size and durability of an Assault Mech with the speed and maneuverability of a Light Mech, but only armed with something like an AC10 and a melee weapon in Battletech terms.

On land it would be terrifying, but Battletech space fighters are on a whole other level, basically Valkyries from Macross (sometimes literally).

On the non-mech side, Battletech has infantry in powered armor and tanks with lasers or PPCs, while Gundam ground troops, even decades after the One Year War, mostly use gear that wouldn’t look out of place in the Vietnam War, or even WWII.

Gundam spaceships tend to primarily rely on ECM, decoys, and point-defense guns to survive, and die in just a couple hits from each others’ weaponry, while Dropships and Warships in Battletech are balls of armor with engines on the bottom.

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The General-rank Handler stares with disbelief at her underlings as they try to explain how the basis of her command structure actually looks like.

"I didn't know! I point places on a map and things happen!"

They hand her the handlerbook.