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OC: Hello, here is the Gundam: Terra rp. Enjoy, and if anyone watching gains an interest, the rp is still open. Click here to join. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=532781)

The World (http://img509.imageshack.us/my.php?image=improvedgundammap2jr1.png)
Orange-The Terran Republic
Blue- United Kingdom of Scandinavia
Light Blue- Oceanic Union (Now under Republic Occupation, so Orange)
Red- Army of Islam Headquarters
Blot of purple in Egypt- Twilight Phoenix Headquarters (Now being driven out, so orange again)
Purple- European Confederation
Yello-Green- Central European Federation
Green parts of Europe- European Federal Remnant (Against Terra)
France (White)- French Commonwealth
Dark Green- Confederation of South African States
Yellow- Asian Alliance (Decided to add this in due to many references)

Gundam Terra Stats Page (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=534222)

The year is 162 after Colonial Ascension. 30 years have passed since the Terran Conquest War began.

All these years ago, President Brendon Sage ended the United States of America and took control for himself. Immediately afterwards, he ordered for a full conquest of the Earth renaming his country as the terrifying new superpower, The Terran Republic. All shadows of the old America are gone, replaced only by the militaristic republic with no intention of diplomacy. Since the 30 years, Brendon Sage is still the leader of the Terran Republic and now controls 70% of the Earth.

The Republic has now begun a final push to conquer the entire Earth. The prevailing question is however, what does the Republic intend to do after the Earth is taken? If the Republic succeeds in taking the Earth, that question may soon be answered…


January 3, C.A. 162
Stockholm, Scandinavia

Things were looking very grim in the world. The ever looming shadow of the Terran Republic was striking fear into the hearts of almost every human on Earth. The Republic made a great demonstration of power showing its conquest of Asia and Africa in the past few decades, but the fairly recent conquest of Russia was something that brought the free world to its feet. It was now only a matter of time before the Republic set its hungry eyes on the lands of Europe...

These issues were well within the mind of King Ragnvald IV, along with the anxiety of his lost Queen... "I must not falter... My people need my leadership..." he thought to himself. Today was his adress to the people of Scandinavia, and he had to makes sure they did not gain a desire to surrender to the Republics ambitious desires. The king walked towards his desk and began his adress to the Kingdom.

"My fellow people of Scandinavia... These are frightening times that we now live in. The Republic has controls most of the planet now, and it is but a matter of time before their armies reach our soil. But the last thing that I want to be seen is a defeated Scandinavia. Nations and groups across the world took up heroic stands by opposing Brendon Sage's irrational behavior. Some have fallen, but others still stand. If there is but one thing I wish to ask of you, my people, it is that you remain strong and oppose Sage's desire for a despotic world order. It is better to die fighting than to live in tyranny... I don't ask you to join the fighting, but I ask you to stand for what humanity should strive for: Hope and Peace... If we hold on to these principles to our graves, then we have more than a mere chance to defend against Sage and his army. I wish you, my people, a happy new year and may God bless you all..."

Kitee Mobile Suit Base

"Amazing words... We are lucky to have a strong leader in these times..." A pilot said to himself.
"Yeah, if only Sage would listen to speeches like those, maybe he'd grow a heart or something..." Another commented.
"Well, words aren't going to keep Sage from entering these lands. Is Fenrir squadron back from patrol yet?" A commander stepped forward to ask.
"Yes sir, they got back a few minutes ago."
"Good, tell the captain of Volsung squadron that it's his turn to patrol."
"Right away sir." The pilot left to find the captain of Volsung squadron until he found him outside his mobile suit. The pilot stood to attention and said, "Sir! Commander Halvor wants your squadron to patrol!"
The captain said, "At ease Ove. I'll be sure to adress that to my squadron." The captain Ove was speaking to was Jacob Thorstein III, Crown Prince of Scandinavia.
Ove responded, "Very good sir. I best get back to my post. Do you think you are adequate for battle if necessary sir?"
Jacob resonded, "Don't worry about me Ove. I didn't become Captain just because of my title."
An hour later, Volsung squadron was patroling the border between the Republic and Scandinavia...

Twilight Phoenix Headquarters
09:00 zulu

The Phoenix council was meeting, the two men and two women sat in a small room to discuss matters relating to the group. The were currently reviewing there biggest move yet, the complete destruction of the Suez Canal. To do this they need to get mobile suits "These are the models up on the black market, we need one or more designs to make this attack work, we cant take out the canal with trucks and RPGs" one of the men said "we need one that is able to be easily re-armed with a different set of weapons, but we need speed as well" one of the women told them. The other woman pulled two designs from the pile "what about these two" she said handing them to the other members "yes these will do, both these models we will use" the other man said. Soon after the council bought the design and had a squad of each on its way via ship. There was a town near by that was friendly, for use of there port they got food, medical supplies and protection. The new suits would be there in a few hours from there contacts. They will then start to build there own once they have enough built the operation will launch.

"We're a spineless lot... we grant them exclusive trade rights, use of our ports, use of our intelligence... we may as well turn over the whole bloody government! We may tell the people that we're maintaining our independence, but at what cost? Allowing them to have a greater hand in our affairs is only delaying our absorption into the Terran Republic!"

Ronald Hawthorne's voice pierced the ears of every member of the Oceanic Union Parliament, and most representatives recognized he spoke the truth. However, the fact of the matter was that so much had been ceded already. Resistance at this point would bring swift retribution from the Republic's armies, which were already dangerously close to their borders. In fact, several MS teams were already stationed at the Outback Space Port and Mass Driver to guard Republic interests.

Most representatives were ready to cooperate with the Terrans at this point. The Solomon Island representative took the floor. "It's true that the Terrans are exercising influence over us, but have their policies been all bad? The technology exchange you seem so disgusted with has allowed us to improve our space port, the joint military exercises have helped our MS teams gain valuable experience."

"They'll use us in their conquest!" challenged Hawthorne. "They want us to do their dirty work in Southeastern Asia."

"You have no proof of..."

"Look at the numbers! A twenty five percent increase in production, followed by greater mobilization and joint exercises in the Coral Sea? They're preparing us for an invasion." The room fell silent. "Other nations have fought for their survival with less than what we have. We have watched former friends and allies go under without doing anything. And you would permit it to save your own skins? Why carry a sword that we will not wield?"

"Because... a sword is no match for a gun..."

She hated the north... the cold... the snow... she hated it. her flight suit protected her from most of it and while she was in the cockpit she was comfortable enough but standing 20 meters up on her gundams right shoulder the wind was biting. she preferd doing her recon this way trusting her sences rather than the localized scanners of her mobile suit. trees trees.... more trees a little rock... wait... what was that? she refocused her binoculars one the spot... it was a little clearing just to the southwest of the rock formation, there was a glint of sunlight off of what could only be something metalic and out here that could only mean one thing... the enemy.
she grined and quickly clamberd down to to cockpit of her mobile suit strapig herself in and punching in the startup sequence, the frount of the Gundum closing up.
"this is Darkstar to command come in command"
"command here go ahead Darkstar"
"Contacts west by north-west of my location requesting permision to hunt them down."
"Our scans arent showing anything are you sure?"
she looked down at her own radar screen it comming up as no contacts as well "trust me command they're there"
"investigation authorized Charlie Green 1-1-4-2" came the responce after a pause. stupid alphas putting more trust in there scanners than there own sences.
"Authorization received Charlie Green 1-1-4-2"
"good hunting Darkstar Command out"
she launcherd herself into the air and into the sunlight hideing herself in its glare the purple and white armour flashing in the winter light she raced north hopeing there was atleast one flight capable suit she was feeling in need of a good fight and not just more target practice.

The Volsung squadron was on patrol and saw no Terran mobile suits as of yet. Jacob checked in with his pilots, "Unit 1, do you spot anything?"
"Negative Commander, nothing showing up on the radar." Jacob continued to search the barren snow covered fields when he realized a glint in the clouds. Jacob could never understand how he had such vision, but he felt as if something was watching him from above. He checked with another asking, "Unit 2, can you confirm any enemy presence?"
"Negative Commander. The radar's all clear." Jacob thought it possible that maybe he was just seeing things, but he did not want to take any risks.
"All units, ready weapons. Be on the lookout for the enemy, that's an order."
"Yes commander." The units confirmed. The eight mobile suits remained on gaurd hoping that Jacob's idea of the enemy being present wasn't based on suspicion...

The Volsung squadron was on patrol and saw no Terran mobile suits as of yet. Jacob checked in with his pilots, "Unit 1, do you spot anything?"
"Negative Commander, nothing showing up on the radar." Jacob continued to search the barren snow covered fields when he realized a glint in the clouds. Jacob could never understand how he had such vision, but he felt as if something was watching him from above. He checked with another asking, "Unit 2, can you confirm any enemy presence?"
"Negative Commander. The radar's all clear." Jacob thought it possible that maybe he was just seeing things, but he did not want to take any risks.
"All units, ready weapons. Be on the lookout for the enemy, that's an order."
"Yes commander." The units confirmed. The eight mobile suits remained on gaurd hoping that Jacob's idea of the enemy being present wasn't based on suspicion...

as she got closer she could begin to make them out there where eight of them... looked like one on point one in the rear with the remaining 6 in a double wide line.
Walker's... eazy pickings she thought to herself. she cruised in from the suns protective glair lighting up the 6 in the center and fireing off a volly of missiles wich cleared the distance in a mater of seconds impacting on the ground the mobile suits... one even hit a tree. as soon as the missiles where clear she drew her Energy sword landing right behind the rear suit delivering a masive blow before launching again to come back around for another run.

As the mobile suits kept their eyes open, they saw a swarm of missiles heading their way. A pilot tried to report "Commander! Incom-" but was dead before he could report. Before any member of the squadron could say anything, they were all dead except for Jacob and a remaining pilot. "Urgh... Unit 3, what's your status?"
"I'm hit Commander, but I- AAAAAH!!!" was all the pilot could say before he was slain by the enemy mobile suit's beam sword.
"NOOO!!!" Jacob exclaimed. He saw the gundam ready to make another strike to finish off the squadron. Any normal human would have been dead by the time they realized the enemy gundam was about to him, but Jacob was glad he wasn't. His reaction time was just right when he saw the enemy gundam about to strike him with it's sword, but pulled out his to meet contact with the enemy's.

As the mobile suits kept their eyes open, they saw a swarm of missiles heading their way. A pilot tried to report "Commander! Incom-" but was dead before he could report. Before any member of the squadron could say anything, they were all dead except for Jacob and a remaining pilot. "Urgh... Unit 3, what's your status?"
"I'm hit Commander, but I- AAAAAH!!!" was all the pilot could say before he was slain by the enemy mobile suit's beam sword.
"NOOO!!!" Jacob exclaimed. He saw the gundam ready to make another strike to finish off the squadron. Any normal human would have been dead by the time they realized the enemy gundam was about to him, but Jacob was glad he wasn't. His reaction time was just right when he saw the enemy gundam about to strike him with it's sword, but pulled out his to meet contact with the enemy's.

dove in for the kill she glanced at the carneg of her first pass she raised her weapon ready to cleave him in two. time to make eig... her sword conected with his in a shower of sparks...
she paused for a fraction of a second... well well well isn't this a plesent suprize.... a challenge her suit lept back breaking contact as she opened her short wave comm system... like a cat playing with a mouse before she kills it.
she rolled her head to loosen the knots in her neck and flexed her knuckles "Alright big boy" she started in her most girlish voice "so you think you got what it takes huh? well alright then...lets dance" the last part was said in a slightly ominous tone, she took up a position ready if he accepted her challange as a light snow began to fall the comms channel still open incase he wanted to beg for his life... she liked the begging ((ooc: yes the good ole power trip :D))

The Twilight base already had a hanger that could support many mobile suits. Soon it will be filled again, last time they had MS the Republic got them in a raid on Cairo. This time would be different, this time they had skilled pilots, and mobile suits that can hold there own with powerful weapons. The new suits off the black market were easy to produce but still powerful and could get the job done. The two suits were the GAT-04 Windam and the GAT-X399/Q Wild Dagger code named Sparrow and Bulldog for security the two units had promise. The first squadron of each consisting of five suits, they would arrive in the morning with the other shipments and then transported to the base. Republic forces rarely came through the area and if they did, they wanted something. Mean while some of the pilots including one of the newest member of the upper command structure Holland Trayvak, they all sat around a map of Suez "Alright so what’s the plan" Holland asked "well my idea is one squadron of Sparrows and two Bulldog Squadrons" Daniel Triner said to them. Triner was one of there top commanders and was known to the Republic because of it. This operation was Triner's idea, he figured it was time we stopped raiding convoys and cut there supply lines for good. Another pilot looked up "parts for up to 4 squadrons will be coming in the second shipment in two days, we move in 5" he said "Have the bulldogs come by land and the Sparrows by air?" Holland asked "yes that is the plan we will strike fast and hard wipe out all republic forces and then destroy every part of the canal making it un-usable" Triner said to them, he then put down his cigar for a second "Holland I want you in command of Bulldog one" he said to Holland. The planning then continued as pilots were assigned to the three attacking groups.

Paris, Terra

A large van drove through the streets of the city of light, winding its way over towards a military recruitment center. It pulled up, stopped at the streetlight, and waited.

"Well, this is it, Ahmed." said one of the men.

"Yes," said the other pulling out a remote. "Floor it."

The other man jammed the van into high speed and rammed it into the center, driving far into the middle. Ahmed pulled the lever, detonating the large Chemical Bomb they had in the back, blowing the place sky high.

OOC: I just want a reaction from Terra to see what to do next.

dove in for the kill she glanced at the carneg of her first pass she raised her weapon ready to cleave him in two. time to make eig... her sword conected with his in a shower of sparks...
she paused for a fraction of a second... well well well isn't this a plesent suprize.... a challenge her suit lept back breaking contact as she opened her short wave comm system... like a cat playing with a mouse before she kills it.
she rolled her head to loosen the knots in her neck and flexed her knuckles "Alright big boy" she started in her most girlish voice "so you think you got what it takes huh? well alright then...lets dance" the last part was said in a slightly ominous tone, she took up a position ready if he accepted her challange as a light snow began to fall the comms channel still open incase he wanted to beg for his life... she liked the begging ((ooc: yes the good ole power trip :D))

Jacob heard the womans challenge as she took her fighting stance. "She's a woman?" Jacob thought to himself. Jacob noticed the emblem on her gundam, she was a pilot serving under the Republic. "This is not a simulation... I must face her..." he thought to himself. Hopefully she would at least attempt to run away if Jacob gained the advantage over her. Jacob stood at the ready to face the woman pilot. "I must wait for the first move..." Jacob had his sword at the ready as he waited for her to attack...

OOC: Spit Break, its really hard to read what you type, do you think you can actually break it up into paragraphs?

IC:

Unknown Location

"Fools..." Xenocide said, observing the global situation on the computer display infront of him. 'Utter fools."

"The Terran Republic seems to be doing a excellent job uninfying the Earth... but-" Xenocides Second-in-Command, Marshal Herring, began.

"They're decadent and overconfident... they will not be able to resist the Xenos once they come." Xenocide replied, "I believe it is time to make our presence felt... we have technologies even the Terran Republic can only dream of. Is everything ready?"

Marshal Herring nodded, "Yes sir. Commander Jacob awaits your orders."

"Ah, Commander Jacob... tell him to begin launch procedures." Xenocide said absent mindedly.

"Yes sir." Marshal Herring replied.

Somewhere in the Gobi Desert...

The Gobi, one of the most uninhabitable and bleak places on Earth. The constantly shifting sands made it the perfect hideout for underground facilities... the type the HOA loved.

Commander A-5421, better known as Jacob, was sitting in his command chair when the message arrived, it was simple and concise.

'Follow forward with Phase-Alpha-Niner-Two-Zero...'

Flipping open a book, Jacob ran his finger down the page. Phase-Alpha-Niner-Two-Zero was a space attack protocol. He flipped the book closed and began to enter commands into his console.

Deep in the desert, a rumbling began to take place. Sands shifted as the mouths of various missile silos opened up. Automatic systems went to work, swinging the nuclear missiles into their launch tubes. The weapons were weak by nuclear standards, they only had 30 kiliton warheads, but that was all that would be needed for their targets.

With a roar, thirty rocket engines ignited simultaneously. The missiles were stationary for a moment, then shot out of their tubes, gathering speed as they raced skywards. The missile silos launch doors closed, and within minutes... the sand had buried them.

The missiles targets were various important communication and defense sattelites orbiting the planet. The strike wasnt meant to actually achieve anything. The HOA had many more nuclear bases then the Gobi Desert after all, but it was meant more as a signal:

'We are here...'

Jacob heard the womans challenge as she took her fighting stance. "She's a woman?" Jacob thought to himself. Jacob noticed the emblem on her gundam, she was a pilot serving under the Republic. "This is not a simulation... I must face her..." he thought to himself. Hopefully she would at least attempt to run away if Jacob gained the advantage over her. Jacob stood at the ready to face the woman pilot. "I must wait for the first move..." Jacob had his sword at the ready as he waited for her to attack...

she waited a moment for him to attack and then another moment then after an eternity or 3 seconds she gave up
"well arent we the gentalman" she charged in without warning exagerating her low swing making it look like she was about to cut the suit off at the knees but at the last second changed into an upwards swing aimed directly at the chest... a move no normal human had ever avoided or servived.

OOC: sure thing, hope this is better

The meeting soon ended and the operation was planned and ready, all they were waiting for was the delivery of the mobile suits and parts for the others, then in five days they move in. Holland walked into the hanger, which was not far from the briefing room. It was a large empty area, but in five days, the Republic would have the mark of the Phoenix.

Until then Holland was joining in a convoy raid in about twenty minutes. Today it was supplies to Suez for mobile suits, weapons, spare parts, ammunition, and food for the base. It was a new route they were attacking the Republic probably thought it was safe, it was never attacked but it was a ploy to lure for high value items into attack range for there base.

Intelligence reported light armour and some infantry escorting it, but Intel has been wrong before. They would take ten vehicles four missile trucks, three trucks with gatling guns mounted on them, and three trucks that will be loaded with men including Holland.

The mission was simple take out the escorts, take the trucks and get back to the base, depending on the weapons they recover they might be used in the Suez attack, they will have to wait to find out.

"They pulled me out here for this?" mumbled Nelson Allblack, climbing into an unassembled cockpit block crammed into a corner of a warehouse in the middle of nowhere. The middle of nowhere was some 400 miles north and west of Alice Springs. The warehouse was part of a research facility maintained by the Oceanic military, and sufficient measures had prevented its discovery by Terran Republic forces... so far. But as far as Allblack could tell, they weren't doing anything special here that they weren't already sharing. Right now he was just the guy flipping the switch to see if the lab technicians hadn't borked the latest MOS updates. Apparently they had. The blue screens lighting up his cockpit monitors were evidence.

The techs who were keeping an eye on diagnostic readouts nearby were equally displeased. "Damn it, it's still using a bad address... Yes, Mike, I cross-checked it with the old version and the core loaders haven't changed... No... No, it links without warnings..."

Allblack poked his head out of the cockpit hatch. "Hey guys, if it's not even going to pull up the simulator, do you really need me to be here?"

"No, we need to track this bug; we'll call you when it's ready."

Allblack walked out into a partitioned-off area of the warehouse that was set up as a sort of break room. He flopped down onto a couch and heaved a heavy sigh. He felt like he was wasting away. His talent was evident. He had been a member of A/I Legion, the Union's elite MS team, since graduating from the academy. He routinely achieved top marks in war games and had even bested some Terran Republic aces in joint exercises. And now he was in this abandoned-looking lab in the middle of the desert. He'd flown a few pretty awesome machines out here, but most of the time he had little to do.

"Hey, Lieutenant, we got it up!" Allblack sighed and headed back to the grind.

she waited a moment for him to attack and then another moment then after an eternity or 3 seconds she gave up
"well arent we the gentalman" she charged in without warning exagerating her low swing making it look like she was about to cut the suit off at the knees but at the last second changed into an upwards swing aimed directly at the chest... a move no normal human had ever avoided or servived.

Jacob saw the gundam charge at him. It appeared that she was about to cut him below, but he was able to see the sudden change before it happened. He rolled to the right side and barely missed the swipe resulting in a scratch on his left leg. Jacob decided that there was no possibility of negotiation and quickly drew his rifle and open fired.

Jacob saw the gundam charge at him. It appeared that she was about to cut him below, but he was able to see the sudden change before it happened. He rolled to the right side and barely missed the swipe resulting in a scratch on his left leg. Jacob decided that there was no possibility of negotiation and quickly drew his rifle and open fired.

he dogged it... she couldnt beleive it he dogged it. she only had a moment or to to ponder this before he opend fire on her. she jumped back dogging most of the fire before launching herself into the air "fine you wanna play dirty..." she started as she stowed the sword and drew her heavy blaster "... we'll play dirty!" she opend fire as she dove down at him in a straffing run ready to vear off or pull up wich ever she needed to do first.

he dogged it... she couldnt beleive it he dogged it. she only had a moment or to to ponder this before he opend fire on her. she jumped back dogging most of the fire before launching herself into the air "fine you wanna play dirty..." she started as she stowed the sword and drew her heavy blaster "... we'll play dirty!" she opend fire as she dove down at him in a straffing run ready to vear off or pull up wich ever she needed to do first.

The Terran Gundam was still standing and now diving down on Jacob. A rain of firing blasts was falling down on him. Jacob realized what she needed though, a reaction. She was waiting for him to make a dodging roll or to fire while she was coming down on him. Thus, he had an idea "I'll do what she least expects..." He waited for the blasts to range in close enough and started dodging the fire, an extraordinary feat no Alpha Terran could accomplish. Several bullets hit him but his shield was still useful. "Gundam is still in good shape... How long can I last?" He kept his rifle at the ready hoping there was still an open spot he could fire at.

It was quiet in the desert, to quiet, but that was how it was suppose to be. The ambush group just arrived in position to ambush the convoy. Intel reported it would be a decent haul possibly. Holland watched from a dune as the convoy came in sight, it was big several trucks had two flat beds, simple enough, few escorts, one escort vehicle at the front.

Holland went back to the vehicles "alright hit the lead vehicle and block the road, take out the escorts and take the cargo and get our asses back to base, got it?" he asked "got" replied most of them quietly. They watched the convoy get closer and closer until it was in the right spot "attack" Holland yelled.

The trucks came flying over the dune one of the missile trucks fired four missiles to take out the lead vehicle the others fired to take out the other escorts, while the gatling trucks and the men fired on the infentry, they caught them by complete surprise.

The Terran Gundam was still standing and now diving down on Jacob. A rain of firing blasts was falling down on him. Jacob realized what she needed though, a reaction. She was waiting for him to make a dodging roll or to fire while she was coming down on him. Thus, he had an idea "I'll do what she least expects..." He waited for the blasts to range in close enough and started dodging the fire, an extraordinary feat no Alpha Terran could accomplish. Several bullets hit him but his shield was still useful. "Gundam is still in good shape... How long can I last?" He kept his rifle at the ready hoping there was still an open spot he could fire at.

she screamed as as flew past him. that agrivating basterd, just standing there like a moron she was cursing to herself as she climbed for some more altitude.
"alright a--hole" she cursed at him through the comms "i've had about enough funn out of you!" she hit the thrusters to give her an almost recless amount of downward force as she dove towards him at breakneck speeds blasting away at him but this time insted of pulling up she fliped her suit around and crashed into his chest feet first knocking him into the ground the force of the impact raising a masive cloud of dirt, snow ,and pine needles. her own suit meraculasly ending up in a crouched position on his chest the gun barrel pointed right at the chest.
"you couldn't fight like a man could you" she began ranting between pants "you could have fought but nooo you had to piss me off!" her finger's where a hair away from pulling the trigger "but thats ok" she said slipping into an almost sickengly calm tone "if you had fought you might have lived longer but oh we--"
"nordic Command to Darkstar come in Darkstar"
"I'm Busy!" she barked back for a moment loosing her cool
"watch that tone pilot."
"sorry"
"you are orderd back to Nordic Command ASAP theres been a bombing in paris france"
"why can't Gaul Division take care of it"
"someone asked for you... now report back and prep for transport on the double command out"
"damn it! it looks like its your lucky day" she launched off of him and rocketed across the sky south towards the base
at least france wont be so cold...

Gunfire filled the air as the attack on the convoy raged on "over there, get him, get him" Holland yelled. One of Holland’s men turned around and fired killing a Terran soldier causing him to fall off one of the trucks. One of Holland’s men then was shot in the head sending his body to the ground with a several bullet holes now in his blood covered face. Holland rolled under one of the truck beds to the other side; he then fired a burst from his gun killing three.

The convoy was secure, several men got in the trucks to drive them but before they pulled away, Holland stopped them. He jumped on one of them "Johnson, O’Neil, check the trucks for explosives" he ordered as he checked the truck he jumped on. Seems all clear so he hopped down from the truck and went back to the attack group, they lost two trucks, and three of the twenty men they went out with, not big losses but it was an easy mission.

Once the trucks had been searched and cleared, they headed out to get back to base. It would be several hours before they got back, the convoy was due to arrive at Suez in 4 hours, and they would be long gone by then. All they would find is shell casings, destroyed vehicles and dead bodies.

It was already mid-afternoon when news of the terrorist attack in Paris finally made its way into Hawthorne's office, filtered to some extent. The Terran government, of course, had taken immediate action to hide the scale of the damage and number of lives lost. The media reported the event as a cowardly and shameful assault by fundamentalists who showed blatant disregard for ordered, rational society. Sydney officially condemned the attack in a statement laced with similar language, which made Hawthorne sick as he read it. After all, the Terran Republic itself showed similar disregard every time it extended its tentacles to strangle another nation.

He collapsed at his desk and took a deep breath. The Terran government had told the Parliament it would issue new dialog once it had evaluated its position on various issues. Proposals, they called them, but they were really directives which Oceania would have to implement to save its own skin. If only he could just get the support to say no...

A young man in uniform entered. "Sir? I apologize for the intrusion, but high command has called an urgent meeting... your escort is outside." Hawthorne rose and followed. What could be so urgent? "If I may say so, sir... your speech today, regarding the bombing... quite excellent."

"Heartless oratory, son," mumbled Hawthorne. "I may be a terrible person for thinking this, but when I heard that someone, somewhere, had the guts to stand up to the Terrans..."

"You're not alone, I'm sure," the escort replied. "But we can't allow terrorists to carry the day, can we?"

"I suppose we can't," said Hawthorne. "Still... wouldn't it be absolutely incredible if around the world, all at once, other people who felt the same way would rise?"

"That's kind of what the meeting's about..." replied the escort. Hawthorne looked at him with wide eyes, as if to say, 'You're joking.' The soldier handed him folder filled with satellite images. "Intelligence has detected major activity in Northern Africa, and there are unconfirmed reports of conflict in Scandinavia and the Sinai."

she screamed as as flew past him. that agrivating basterd, just standing there like a moron she was cursing to herself as she climbed for some more altitude.
"alright a--hole" she cursed at him through the comms "i've had about enough funn out of you!" she hit the thrusters to give her an almost recless amount of downward force as she dove towards him at breakneck speeds blasting away at him but this time insted of pulling up she fliped her suit around and crashed into his chest feet first knocking him into the ground the force of the impact raising a masive cloud of dirt, snow ,and pine needles. her own suit meraculasly ending up in a crouched position on his chest the gun barrel pointed right at the chest.
"you couldn't fight like a man could you" she began ranting between pants "you could have fought but nooo you had to piss me off!" her finger's where a hair away from pulling the trigger "but thats ok" she said slipping into an almost sickengly calm tone "if you had fought you might have lived longer but oh we--"
"nordic Command to Darkstar come in Darkstar"
"I'm Busy!" she barked back for a moment loosing her cool
"watch that tone pilot."
"sorry"
"you are orderd back to Nordic Command ASAP theres been a bombing in paris france"
"why can't Gaul Division take care of it"
"someone asked for you... now report back and prep for transport on the double command out"
"damn it! it looks like its your lucky day" she launched off of him and rocketed across the sky south towards the base
at least france wont be so cold...

Jacob was about to take the opportunity to disable her gundam right there, but the enemy gundam was instead flying away. "Urgh... Looks like, I've survived after all..." Jacob said to himself. He managed to make his gundam stand up from the enemy's blow and was now able to survey the area damage. "Sigh... My first squadron and it's decimated... I must report back to Kitee Base." Jacob thought to himself as he moved his gundam back to base.

Kitee Mobile Suit Base

"What kind of Mobile Suit was that?" Asked Captain Oskari. The Darkstar Gundam was obviously a new suit seeing it's capabilities were beyond that of almost a whole squadron.
"The Republic has obviously made a mobile suit capable of matching Beta Terran skills. It's a wonder that even one member of Volsung squadron managed to survive..." The commenter was Colonel Ansgar. He too was amazed by the Darkstar's capabilities. "If only we had more information about the pilot. Do you happen to have any guesses about where she was headed Jacob?"
Jacob answered, "I actually heard where she was headed. For some reason, she left here short wave comm system on through the battle and I heard that she was ordered to return to "Nordic Command". They wanted her to arrive in Paris to investigate a bombing."
"So the Terrans actually have a larger problem than they're willing to admit... This must be the case if they decided to send such a capable pilot..." Commented Captain Oskari.
Colonel Ansgar said, "Yes, I believe we can take this opportunity to prevent it from happening again however. Nordic Command is situated outside Petrozavodsk. If we can eliminate the pilot before she arrives in Paris, we can keep her from causing any further damage to our borders."
Captain Oskari was frightened at the statement and questioned, "B-But Colonel sir, wouldn't we be in violation of Terran borders? It would mean an invasion from the Terran's."
The Colonel answered, "We are at war Captain. We take whatever opportunity we can to defeat our enemy. They intruded our borders first, we're going to return the favor. Commander Jacob, you will be going on your first mission. Follow me to the briefing room."
Jacob saluted and answered, "Yes sir."

Briefing Room

"We've learned of a powerful mobile suit developed by the enemy named the Darkstar. It is about to make a transport to Paris and we must stop it. Your mission is to first destroy the Terran Comm Tower so that they can't call for reinforcements and then engage the Darkstar Gundam. Take whatever means to capture intact, but if not possible then destroy it. Finally, seeing that we are in Petrozavodsk in the first place, we shall liberate the city from the Terrans. Ensure there are not Terran survivors so they don't know of the invasion. Do you understand your mission?"
"Yes sir!" The pilots stood in salute to the Colonel.
"Very good. We must strike ASAP. Andvari, Hedin, and Gudrun squadron will follow Alvis squadron. As soon as Alvis squadron has destroyed the Comm Tower, begin the strike. Jacob, you'll be in Alvis. Dismissed."
The pilots prepared their squadrons for the invasion and were soon on the transport ships ready to strike at the Nordic Command Center. "My first mission and first battle in the same day. And it all feels so normal..." Jacob thought to himself.

she touched down at the base an hour later and guided her Gundam into the hanger to be prep'd for transport. she exicted the cockpit and steped out onto the now extended ramp.
"so how many did you get?" an off duty pilot asked her
"seven"
"you sound dissapointed"
"It should have been eight!" she snaped back as she cramed her gloves into her flight helmet. it still irked her, no one had ever matched her like that before.
she would kill him... she couldn't let the insult stand... she would kill him.. ((ooc worry not shes just blowing off steam itf they meet again it will prolly be another draw))

2 miles outside Petrozavodsk Mobile Suit Base radar range

"Alvis squadron, prepare to move in. Andvari, Hedin, and Gudrun, remain behind them until comm tower has been eliminated." Colonel Ansgar ordered. Alvis squadron was now equipped with bazooka cannons that would cause heavy damage to base facilities. Jacob was armed and leading the squadron towards the base. "Jacob, once you've reached radar range within the base, you must fire quickly so they cannot call for reinforcements."
"Affirmative Colonel." Jacob stopped advancing as soon as he saw the comm tower ahead of him. The tower was visible, but far out of range to be hit by Alpha capabilities.
"Perhaps I can hit it from here..." Jacob thought to himself.
Jacob's partner, Ove, in Unit 4 questioned, "Commander, why did we stop advancing?"
Jacob answered, "I'm going to take out the Comm Tower from here Unit 4. Wait until the first shot makes impact."
The pilot in Unit 3 commented, "Commander, that's suicide! The tower is out of reach and a mis-directed hit would alert the forces to their stations!" But immeadietly after the pilot made his comment, Jacob fired and the missile went flying towards the Comm Tower.

Petrozavodsk Comm Tower

"Hey, what is that?" Asked one of the radar watchers.
"I don't... Wait a minute! That's a missile out of nowhere!" Stated the other one. He picked up the comm link and said, "All turrets! Red A- AAAAAAH!!!" but was cut off from the explosion of the Comm Tower.

Alvis Squadron

The only thing Jacob could see was the Comm Tower, everything else was too far uphill to be hit. The Units of his squadron only stood in amazement and said, "Outstanding..."
Jacob gave the order, "All Squadrons, Comm Tower is down, begin sweep for Darkstar!"
"Gudrun Squadron standing by!"
"Hedin Squadron standing by!"
"Andvari Squadron standing by!"
"Alvis Squadron standing by, all units advance towards the base!" Jacob said. The thirty-two Viking Gundams made their advance towards the base and the fighting was soon to begin...

(OOC: Seeing that Maldorians has been a little slow, I think I might take temporary control of the Republic. But feel free to post any actions you feel it would perform.)

Seine-Sainte-Denis, France, Terra

"The attack has been sprung, Abdul." said a man.

"Good," said Abdul, "Let the unrest begin..."

In the Muslim Apartment Projects, a large line of men and women started forming. The line of people began to move through the area, gathering strength as more Muslims joined in. Bearing the Flags of Saudi Arabia, Syria, Iraq, Jordan, Egypt and other Arab Nations as well as the banner of the Army of Islam, the massive line of people, armed with a variety of small arms from handguns and cleavers to Assault Rifles and RPG's as well as everything in between. The men wore their Kiffiyeh and the women wore their normal clothes, marching down the street to the ravings of Abdul, shouting into a megaphone.

"Allahu Akhbar!" he would shout, followed by a repeat from the crowd. "For too long the Terran infidels have oppressed us!" he shouted. "They have taken our freedom and our rights! This will not stand!" The crowd cheered once more, marching down the street towards Paris. "We will fight! All traces of the Terrans will be purged by Allah's supreme might! None shall be spared!"

The mob began to wreak havoc on parked cars and bus stop shelters, breaking the windows and lighting them ablaze. Molotov Cocktails hurdled through the air into Government-run stores while recruitment billboards and propaganda displays were decomissioned by the clubs and firepower of the mob. As the bridge to Paris loomed near, Abdul was prepared for what would come. Paris would be a warzone, exactly like many other cities that the Army of Islam would strike at.

"We are here, my soldiers!" he shouted in Arabic. "Let us cross this bridge of Tyranny and dispense Allah's unending wrath upon the infidels! Allahu Akhbar!" The crowd went into a frenzy, cheering and firing their guns into the air. They marched across the bridge and moved in on the source of their misery to destroy and cause as much disruption as possible. It had begun.

"Heh... Foolish Muslims. They truly believe they can undermine the Republic so easily?" This was the question Major Strinson had when he saw the report of the Muslims gathering towards Paris.
"They are gathering strength sir. Our influence in France is strong, but the Army of Islam plans to undermine the French Government." His advisor, Captain Crasis said.
Strinson ordered, "Send out the Voluntary Gaurd. This will be their first assignment. Order them to open fire and take no prisoners."
"But sir, there's women and children in that crowd-"
"That's an order Captain. The Muslims must not be allowed to make a successful statement, and if it means the slaughter of women and even young children then so be it. Order and Unity through Strength and Leadership..." Strinson ended saying. Captain Crasis knew this code, it was the Terran Motto to achieve unity for the Earth.
He responded, "Yes sir..." and sent the order to the Voluntary Gaurd in Paris.

Paris Bridge

"Here they come men. Prepare your guns to fire and let none survive." The Voluntary Gaurd was about to meet with the Army of Islam and soon, not a riot would take place, but a true ground battle. "Fire!!!" The Gaurds open fired on the crowd killing as many possible. It was then that the battle had begun...

Paris Bridge

The gunfire raked the front of the crowd, downing many of them in the first volley.

"It has begun!" Shouted Abdul. "For Allah! Allahu Akhbar!"

The crowd opened fire on the soldiers while charging the bridge and into the nearbye buildings for cover. RPG troopers fired at the soldiers while molotov cocktails and hand grenades given to them by the remaining Islamic armies were hurled towards the troops. The crowd, most of them high on numerous drugs and injected with adrenaline, opened up, accepting the pain inflicted on them.

On the other side of the bridge, snipers with Dragunov SVD-M's (Modernized) cracked shots at the Terran oppressors, being sure to aim for the center mass. The crowd came this far already and didn't plan on being stopped by a few Infidel soldiers.

"We are taking heavy losses! The crowd is more fighting capable than expected! Need backup now!" The Voluntary Gaurd Captain reported.
Major Strinson was contemplating what to do next now that the crowd had obviously proved itself to be more than a mere protest against the Republic. He asked Captain Crasis, "When is Gundam Darkstar scheduled to arrive?"
"Within 2 hours sir."
"Too long... Is Gaul Division still working on the Normandy Sweep?"
"One Squadron is off duty sir."
"More than enough. Send them here, I want them to pacify the crowd."
"Sir, isn't that-"
"Again Captain, that's an order and I want that crowd dealt with!"
Crasis answered, "Yes sir..." and gave the order to the remaining squadron in Normandy.

Paris Bridge Half an hour later

The fighting was not in favor of the Voluntary Gaurd, many were dead and the buildings in Paris were being blown to bits one by one. However before the Mulsims were able to get too carried away with victory, a force came to balance the tide of the battle in favor of the Terrans. 8 Terran Geminis were coming in behind the Voluntary Gaurd. The lead Gemini reported on a loudspeaker, "Attention all rioters! Drop your weapons now and surrender! Do so and you will be spared, refuse and your deaths are sealed!"

"Scatter!" shouted Abdul in Arabic, causing the mob to break up and run in all different directions while still shooting at the Terrans. They rushed into nearby buildings and began moving throught them in an attempt to get past them. A few Kornet Mk. X's were launched at the Gemeni's by Martyrs still standing outside in an attempt to stave off the counterattack. More molotovs were thrown during the bum rush to keep the Soldiers in one place.

"Why are we doing this Abdul?" asked a man.

"If we surrendered, we all would have been killed immediately." he replied. "Now we must split up and move. No one shall rest until our targets are ablaze."

The battle raged in Paris between factions of Islam and Republican forces. Innocent civilians caught in the cross fire and troops battled from building to building, street to street in a desperate attempt to master the field of battle. Smoke filtered into the air as thick black clouds blotted out the sunlight. The jet boosters of a mobilr suit blsted through clouds, forcing them open.
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It descended towards the ground, scanning the scene below.
"Command-Pegasus, location of the rpg nest" the pilot asked into the com in his helmet. His fingers moved quickly over the keypads as his g=feet powered the thrusters as it neared the ground.
"Pegasus-Command, bearing 1,5,0,1" command post crackled in his ear. The boosters set abalze the ground beneath as the mobile suit touched the ground. The eyes glowed and it began to walk down the wide street, it's shoulders scarpping against the building, tearing away at the outer frames. The described location lay before him in the csanner of the screen. With the sweep of a powerful mechanical arm, the beam rifle leveled, sight gauges set, firing solution found. The pilot pulled the trigger and a bright and fast light shot out from the barrel, catapulting down the street and impacting the building, demolishing it in an explosion and shockwave.
"Rpg nest neutralized, moving to sector 5 to regroup" he said as the mobile suit moved down once more. Sporatic gunfire crakced and pinged off the armor which did no damage at all, futile efforts. The gattling guns on the head of the suit blazed, roaring thunder towards enemy positions. Atticus Murdock, mobile suit pilot for The Terran Republic, smiled at the destruction.

"Ah... Atticus Murdock, his timing couldn't be anymore perfect." Major Strinson commented.
Crasis questioned, "Do you believe he is truly neccessary for pacifying the Muslims sir? He has gotten carried away with his assignments before..."
Strinson answered, "This is a moment where such behavior is welcomed Captain. Few enemies have ever crossed Murdock and returned to tell of his terrifying attacks. Wait and see, the enemy will be begging to become Terran pilots when he is through with them..."

Paris Bridge

The fighting continued as the Geminis attempted to catch target of the fleeing Mulsims and the Gaurd was not faring much better. But now the arrival of one of the Republic's finest gundams assured victory for them. "Murdock has arrived! The Republic is victorious!" One of the guards shouted.
"His arrival is more than enough! Keep up the fighting, we've got a crowd to pacify!" Shouted another one. The arrival of Atticus truly served as a morale booster for the Gaurd.

Paris Bridge

"Fuck!" cursed Abdul aftrer firing another burst from his AK-270. "We need to retreat. This is unnecessary loss of soldiers fighting that thing. Retreat to Seine-Sainte-Denis!" he reported over the radios.

The Muslim rioters began to bum rush nack across the bridge while still firing at the soldiers and hurling Molotovs and grenades at the Terrans. Damage was inflicted on the way back to more shops and cars as the rioters sprinted back to the safety of their grotto.

The battle raged as Murdock fought like an animal crazed. His bloodlust was left unquenched as enemies fell around him, the heat of explosions to the back of his gundam. Strangley, despite all this, his face remained calculating and calm, devoid of any emotion. He was born and trained to be a pilot for the Republic, combat was all he ever knew, there was nothing else. An enemy tank rolled up past a corner, its' barrel aimed directly at his gundam. The giant suit fell to its' knees as the great white shield with te symbol of a red pegasus shielded the gundam's body. THe shield took the impact as the shell exploded, riveting the gundam.
"Damn pests!" he shouted aloud as he kicked on the boosters, rocketing th gundam into the air and quickly descended, the shield smashing into the tank, cutting and mangaling it into two pieces. The gundam stood erect as explosions and gunfire occurred around him...this was his element. The lightly armored enemy provided little sport, he craved a worthy opponent.

Major Strinson's Headquarters

The battle was finally over. The Muslims retreated to their hideout, wherever it was, and the Terran Government had agreed to clean up the mess caused by the fighting. Meanwhile, Strinson had to make his report to his supreriors about the fighting. "What are the casualties Major?" asked a Terran General on the Major's image screen
Strinson answered, "We've lost 53 Guardsmen and a total of 112 Muslims have been killed."
The General ordered, "Good, I want the media to make this appear heroic. Tell them that the arrival of Atticus Murdock ensured the defeat of the Muslims and it was he who single handedly pushed them back into the shadows. Ah, and have you studied any of the Muslim bodies Major?"
Strinson responded, "I haven't personally, but our researchers have found traces of adreneline and other drugs in their bloodstream."
The General answered, "Excellent. Make sure the media emphasizes on this, we must ensure the Muslim image is degraded as much as possible."
Strinson answered, "Yes sir. But how shall this be important to the common knowledge?"
The General explained, "Say that it is part of their religion to inhale drugs and sacrifice themselves. They will be stained quite badly if that is broadcasted."
Strinson responded saluting, "Understood General. I shall have the media report this. Sage is our leader and lightbringer."
The General responded before signing off, "And may his strength and leadership bring unity and order."
Major Strinson called up Pegasus Command and questioned, "What is the status on Murdock?"
The Command answered, "He is still hoping for a more worthy opponent and mission. If there are any you wish for him to take please tell us."

The media reported on what was ordered to be shown and broadcasted throughout the Republic.

Somewhere in the Gobi Desert...

The Gobi, one of the most uninhabitable and bleak places on Earth. The constantly shifting sands made it the perfect hideout for underground facilities... the type the HOA loved.

Commander A-5421, better known as Jacob, was sitting in his command chair when the message arrived, it was simple and concise.

'Follow forward with Phase-Alpha-Niner-Two-Zero...'

Flipping open a book, Jacob ran his finger down the page. Phase-Alpha-Niner-Two-Zero was a space attack protocol. He flipped the book closed and began to enter commands into his console.

Deep in the desert, a rumbling began to take place. Sands shifted as the mouths of various missile silos opened up. Automatic systems went to work, swinging the nuclear missiles into their launch tubes. The weapons were weak by nuclear standards, they only had 30 kiliton warheads, but that was all that would be needed for their targets.

With a roar, thirty rocket engines ignited simultaneously. The missiles were stationary for a moment, then shot out of their tubes, gathering speed as they raced skywards. The missile silos launch doors closed, and within minutes... the sand had buried them.

The missiles targets were various important communication and defense sattelites orbiting the planet. The strike wasnt meant to actually achieve anything. The HOA had many more nuclear bases then the Gobi Desert after all, but it was meant more as a signal:

'We are here...'

OOC: Sorry I took a while to respond

IC: "What do you believe is the meaning of this?" asked a Terran General of Chinese origin. "I want the public to at least know that this was not a terrorist act!"
His supervisor responded, "We can cover that up from being the case General Ming. How do you wish to handle the situation?"
Ming answered, "I want troops in the Gobi Desert to find whoever did this and bring them to justice!"
His supervisor questioned, "But sir, do you not think the men will be unable to move through the desert with the sandstorms causing so much trouble?"
Ming barked in retaliation, "I don't care what it takes, find them immeadietly!"

Soon there were soldiers scanning the Gobi Desert in search of the launch sites for the missiles. Their mission was to find them and destroy whoever was operating them...

Terorrist Video to the Terran Gov't Courtesy of Al-Jazeerah

The General Hassan ibn-Rakim al-Saud is seen standing in front of the flag of the Army of Islam. The flags of the Arab League members and other Islamic Factions such as the Chechens are also seen in the background.

"Well, hello, infidels, and good day." he says while smoking his cigarillo. "As you may know, a march for the good of Islam took place in Paris this morning, and to great success. You property has been damaged and lives lost, a victory to the Army. All of our soldiers lost are martyrs to the cause. For now, we have been only assaulting gov't targets in Terra, but now, thanks to your ignorance, civilians will be added to the list. Under direction of His Holiness, the Ayatolla, the Army of Islam has been granted the power of Allah to take One Billion lives in our strive to greatness. Your people will pay for your ignorance, Terra, and let it be known that no city, no town, no person is safe from our reach. We will find you, and we will avenge the loss of our brothers in battle. Allahu Akhbar!"

::Transmission End::

"So this tape shows what the Muslims wish to accomplish. If I should have such another incident, then I will have to question your superiors about their reaction time to disasters." Spoke French Chancellor Rosalie Alphonsine. She was the leader of the French Commonwealth that was formed about 20 years ago and was on friendly terms with the Terran Republic. So comfortable, she was able to talk to any of the Republic's military leaders as if they were his own, which she was currently doing with General Crofton.
"I assure you Chancellor, the attack that took place today was a victory in our favor. Terra will not leave its allies to be subject to terrorist destruction." Responded the General.
"Is that so? Then it is good to hear that your government will be paying for the damages. And I hope you have prepared a better battle plan for future attacks be they on your soil or mine." The chancellor said.
General Crofton responded, "Do not worry Chancellor. The plans for such scenarios are being prepared as we speak."
Alphonsine said, "Then perhaps you will be prepared for when your President arrives."
Crofton was in shock when he heard this. He knew his President's name but he never thought that he would be able to meet with him in person seeing that Sage rarely ever met with military officers. He stuttered, "B... Brendon Sage is... Coming here?"
"Yes General, after his speech in the Columbian District he will arrive the day after. And I pray you be on good grounds with him when he arrives, for I have learned he is not as forgiving as I am." The Chancellor closed.

Petrozavodsk Comm Tower

"Hey, what is that?" Asked one of the radar watchers.
"I don't... Wait a minute! That's a missile out of nowhere!" Stated the other one. He picked up the comm link and said, "All turrets! Red A- AAAAAAH!!!" but was cut off from the explosion of the Comm Tower.

Alvis Squadron

The only thing Jacob could see was the Comm Tower, everything else was too far uphill to be hit. The Units of his squadron only stood in amazement and said, "Outstanding..."
Jacob gave the order, "All Squadrons, Comm Tower is down, begin sweep for Darkstar!"
"Gudrun Squadron standing by!"
"Hedin Squadron standing by!"
"Andvari Squadron standing by!"
"Alvis Squadron standing by, all units advance towards the base!" Jacob said. The thirty-two Viking Gundams made their advance towards the base and the fighting was soon to begin...

(OOC: Seeing that Maldorians has been a little slow, I think I might take temporary control of the Republic. But feel free to post any actions you feel it would perform.)

((ooc: can do... btw you owe her a trip to paris :P ))

Star couldnt sleep... that pilot kept nagging at the back of her mind. she was used to being number one, used to being at the top, haveing an equal was a totaly new experence. oh to be sure there where other Beta's in the republic but she'd never actualy seen one in battle much less fought one.
Her wandering thoughts had taken her into the hanger where her Gundam lay in its carrage on the back of a heavy flat deck waiting for the transport that would take them to Paris.
"Lt. Lynde" one of the jr. techies saluted "what brings you out here?"
"i was hopeing to go over the recordings from my last encounter." she hadn't thought about it before but the idea came to her the moment he asked
without even wainting for the techie she clamberd up the side railing and over to the cockpit. while laying down in one wasn't a design spec, 0G was so laying back in the seet wasn't as uncomfortable as one would think. she quickly pulled up the flight recordings her fingers flying across the keypad displaying the recording on the primary viewer. she went over the battle sequence over and over. she slowed it down for the first strike noting his reflexes, then the second attack the one he saw coming, her dive and how he stould there only moving to dodge her fire and finaly her pounce flattening him to the ground... should have pulled the trigger...should have pulled the god dammned trig--- her thoughts where interupted by the detonation of the comms tower.
"what the hell was that!" the alarms went off a few seconds to late as someone finaly realized what was going on "shit!" she cursed and began straping herself in not even in her flight suit but still in her pj's, house coat and fuzzy pink slippers but war didn't wait for you get dressed.
she stould her mobile suit up tearing the carrage and flat deck to shreads. checking the weapons status on the way up. missiles full compliment, Heavy blaster Online, Heavy pulse cannon Online, energy sword charged.
drawing her Blaster she launched herself through the roof rocketing into the night sky taking the moment to scan the area... there where 32 of them if her scans where correct... correction 31 base defences must have took one out. well time to join the fun she targeted about a dozen of them that where in relitvly close proximity to each other and assigning a missile to each fired a volly at them before opening up with her blaster.
she immagend each of them as the pilot that refused to die she pounced one like she did in the forest this time blasting away its chest before launching into the air again... they where down 19... no 18 base defences claming another. she half hoped that the offending pilot would be here so she could kill him but she'd settle for his comrads she dove in again diveing like a hawk on a rabbit... Mmmm rabbit

((ooc: so "i" know he's here but i have to ask is he in the exact same suit as before or a diffrent one? i'm only asking cause the old one would have recognizable battle scars on it while a new one would look like all the rest...))

((ooc: oh and look now she's gonna miss a chance to tmeet the president... you really owe her for missing paris :P lol))

IC: "Ove! Go to the city and tell the people to start the rebellion!"
"Confirmed Commander!" Ove recieved his orders from Jacob to bring this information to the people of Petrozavodsk and headed there. Jacob did not want to see Ove be killed, so he sent him to do the deed. The four Mobile Suit Squadrons were each in different directions and searching for the Darkstar while also destroying the Gemini's on gaurd.
Hedin Commander spoke, "All seems well Alvis Commander. These Gemini's aren't a problem."
Jacob asked Andvari Commander, "Andvari, any sign of the target?"
Andvari Commander answered, "No sign Comma- Wait! There it is! Open fire!" The Andvari squadron open fired on the Darkstar's Gundam bay, but were too late to get a hit on the Darkstar. "Keep firing! Don't let the enemy take us out!" The Viking Units open fired on the Darkstar hoping to get a hit, but failed to get many. As a consequence, Andvari Squadron was history along with most of Hedin.
"All units back up! Watch the enemy's movements!" Jacob ordered. He launched himself forward with a beam sword hoping to keep more lives from being lost.
The Hedin Squadron Commander shouted, "Jacob! Don't sacrifice yourself out there!"

Petrozavodsk
"Rise people of Petrozavodsk! Terra cannot contact anyone! We can free ourselves!" The people of Petrozavodsk were now in rebellion against the Republic. Rioters blaster their way through Terran Gaurds and buildings were burning as the people of the city began to declare their independence from the Republic.

OOC: New Kratna, Jacob is still in the same suit but obviously not with the battle scars. He's got to got through repairs you know. And yeah, I'm a heartless bastard for having her miss her meeting with the President. LOL.

In the few hours since Hawthorne, other high-ranking, Oceanic government officials, and military commanders had begun pouring over the constant stream of information pouring into their conference room, the worldwide situation has changed drastically. Paris had been the scene of a major insurgency that required mobile suits to put it down, and there were further indications of action on the Scandinavian border.

They still didn't know what to make of the missile launches from Northern Africa, but it was a problem because it put their own satellite system in danger.

"Major street fighting in Paris has been confirmed, and the reports have been in the same vein with last night's car bombing... the Terran government will likely want a diplomatic response from us."

"This isn't good," mumbled Hawthorne. "We took sides after that last attack, and now I'll have to condemn these as well..." His mind was numb. It looked like the worldwide counteroffensive he'd dreamed of, but Oceania couldn't take part. They'd already taken their side with that idiotic statement he'd made earlier that day. Now, if Oceania were to shift its support and throw in its lot with the attackers, not only would it face retribution from the Terrans, but it would be shunned as opportunistic by the rest of the rebelling world.

"There have to be other options, Representative," mused Intelligence Bureau Chief Richard Blaine. "If we could somehow get the world to believe our statements were forced or faked by the Terrans..."

"That wouldn't work," replied Hawthorne. "Everyone else who's been forced into anything by the Terrans has either gone into hiding or are actively fighting for their survival. We're the only ones cooperating with them."

"The only way we can make this work... I think..." Everyone turned to face the staff officer who had just spoken up. "... A direct appeal to the people? We could hold a referendum, or something, anything... Who better than a government's own people to rise against it and correct its course?"

"That might work..." Hawthorne said. "In fact, that might be the only way we can change our policy without appearing entirely two-faced. But we need to wait for the Terrans to make a political move. Then the people will have something to drive their 'coup'..."

she Smashed the viking she was diveing at into the ground putting a round in its chest in the process she paused for a moment then stould perposfuly stomping on the mobile suits head as she caught the light of a beam sword. in all this frozen waistland there was only one person dumb enough to try and challange her she stowed her blaster and drew her own sword
"well well well how nice of you to come and get me for our second date...i'm sorry there won't be a third" she charged and swung high hopeing to cleave it in half

"Commander!" Major Lufkie saluted "scouts have reported another group headed for the city proper."
"Take Theta and Helo squads i want this oposition crushed" he ducked as one of the neereby gemini's exploded and errant blast from its assult rifle taking out a viking at the knees 14 left

The trucks pulled into the hanger and were put into park. Holland jumped out of the truck and walked over to the guy who was incharge of the hanger "One hell of a haul you got Holland, lets see whats under those tarps" the man said walking to the back of the truck "all right pull em guys" he shouted to other people in the hanger telling them to take all the tarps off. As soon as he pulled the trap off the cargo he whistled in amazement


"these are those M9409L beam rifles, five of them, good catch" he paused for a second "hey whats on those other trucks!?" he shouted out "we have a entire shipment of Mk.IX air-to-ground missiles here on this double trailer" one yelled "M703K beam carbine, a dozen of them jammed on to these two trucks" another yelled "what about that last truck?" the man asked.

"Medical supplies and food sir" was the response, Holland jump onto the truck and looked over the beam rifles "damn these are first rate, but the Republic doesn't use these so why do they have them?..." he paused "ah shit" he said before running off to find his commanding officer.

The Darkstar was now making it's charge towards Jacob and the beam swords were interlocked like before. During the struggle though, Jacob was more familiar with this scenario and now less than hesitant to see if he could reason with her. He fired his Gundam's head gattling guns towards her. It wouldn't destroy her obviously, but it would get some damage. Hit or miss, Jacob would have to act fast again for what came next...

The Geminis were losing the battle as the Vikings made their assault. 14 Vikings remained, but there was a mere 4 Geminis left. Another thing to worry about was the uprising in the city. The Petrozavodskians were now rushing their way through the Terran Gaurd. Roughly half of the mob was headed for the government building while the other was about to reach the Mobile Suit Base.

Holland ran into a meeting of commanding officers "I think they know we are coming!" he shouted. They all looked at him "what?" one asked him "The weapons we took from the convoy, I think they were meant to lure us to Suez, they want us to attack to get the weapons, but they were not expecting us getting them before they reached Suez, we need a new plan of attack" Holland told them.

They looked at him "we already figured as much, take a look at this, its the inventory of Suez" the man handed a list of items to Holland "my god theres enough here to supply a small army" Holland said "exactly there aren't enough forces at Suez for that much fire power so we think its either a supply hub, or a trap" the man told him.

The Darkstar was now making it's charge towards Jacob and the beam swords were interlocked like before. During the struggle though, Jacob was more familiar with this scenario and now less than hesitant to see if he could reason with her. He fired his Gundam's head gattling guns towards her. It wouldn't destroy her obviously, but it would get some damage. Hit or miss, Jacob would have to act fast again for what came next...

The Geminis were losing the battle as the Vikings made their assault. 14 Vikings remained, but there was a mere 4 Geminis left. Another thing to worry about was the uprising in the city. The Petrozavodskians were now rushing their way through the Terran Gaurd. Roughly half of the mob was headed for the government building while the other was about to reach the Mobile Suit Base.

she cut high, swung low, block, roll, swing, dodge. such was the rythem of there dance neither gained any actual ground but neither side was dumb enough to interfear either way so they just kept hacking at eachother the ruins of the already dammaged base smoldering around them as they spread there own carrnige.
then he did something she didn't expect... he shot at her... in mid swing she quickly doged breaking off her attack. rolled and prepaired to come at him with an underhanded swipe.
*warning* Insuficiant hydralic pressure
"what nooo... no no no nooo..." she quickly tried modifying to OS to agust forthe pressure loss but to no avail. a line must have been severd there was no fixing that with afew changes and a couple lines of code. "Damn it!"
while she couldn't fix the hydralics there was something she could do as she started on the key pad again her fingures flying across the pad as the began encrypting each and every individual system than finaly the OS its self and hitting enter sat back and waited *encrypted* flashing on every screen.

The Darkstar had fallen over and Jacob flew over to it. It was now in stasis lock (OOC: Is that right?) and could no longer fight. Jacob spoke to his squadron, "Alvis Squadron, Mission Complete. The Darkstar Gundam has been disabled. Capture and send it home."
Unit 2 responded, "Nice one Jacob! I knew you had it in you! Sending in Drake Carrier now!"
Jacob went over to the Darkstar and checked its back. It found the red wires within the backplate and pulled them out. This would keep the Darkstar from self-destructing just to be safe. The Drake 4 carrying Alvis Squadron now had an extra Gundam aboard and they sent in soldiers to take the pilot into custody.

Meanwhile, the Mobile Suit Base was defeated. The Geminis were all destroyed and the remaining Guards were in custody of the mob.

"Nice work on the invasion Jacob! Drinks are going to be passed for your squadron tonight!" Captain Oskari turned to Colonel Ansgar and proclaimed, "It was a success Colonel! Petrozavodsk has been liberated and the Darkstar is ours!"
Colonel Ansgar smiled and said, "What better way to begin the new year, than with a victory over our enemies..."

"the plan has changed, by alot" Triner told him walking over "we are no longer just raiding Suez, we are taking it over" he told Holland "The new plan is a full assault on the facility, mobile suits, trucks, troops, we will take the base over and use it for our own advantage" he said to hold after taking a puff of his cigar.

Holland looked at him "The Phoenix spreads its wings huh? well I can see why we would do that, it would become a light of hope, a sign that the Republic can be stopped" he told them "tell your pilots, we move as soon as all three squadrons are ready, which will be nighttime in two days, prepare your self this is our hour" Triner told him.

The Darkstar had fallen over and Jacob flew over to it. It was now in stasis lock (OOC: Is that right?) and could no longer fight. Jacob spoke to his squadron, "Alvis Squadron, Mission Complete. The Darkstar Gundam has been disabled. Capture and send it home."
Unit 2 responded, "Nice one Jacob! I knew you had it in you! Sending in Drake Carrier now!"
Jacob went over to the Darkstar and checked its back. It found the red wires within the backplate and pulled them out. This would keep the Darkstar from self-destructing just to be safe. The Drake 4 carrying Alvis Squadron now had an extra Gundam aboard and they sent in soldiers to take the pilot into custody.

Meanwhile, the Mobile Suit Base was defeated. The Geminis were all destroyed and the remaining Guards were in custody of the mob.

"Nice work on the invasion Jacob! Drinks are going to be passed for your squadron tonight!" Captain Oskari turned to Colonel Ansgar and proclaimed, "It was a success Colonel! Petrozavodsk has been liberated and the Darkstar is ours!"
Colonel Ansgar smiled and said, "What better way to begin the new year, than with a victory over our enemies..."

((ooc: you got that right :D no faster way to make friends than to break there toys :D just you wait untill she gets her hands on you))

Star sat there her arms folded across her chest her knees crossed. she sat there when he ripped the cords from the back of her suit disabling the auto-destruct. she sat there as calm as can beed while they manhandled her mobile suit abourd the carrier and was still sitting as calmly as can bee when the security personel opend her up there gunns pointed at her threatening to shoot if she didn't get up.
they wouldn't shoot it was just a show of force besides the flashing message of *encrypted* also said they wernt getting the mobile suit without her assistance so she sat there, and waited eventualy they'd figure out what she wanted.

((ooc:she wants to go home.... but failing that she'll settle with beating the living daylights out of Jacob... i don't envy those security guards))

Ove reported to the Gundur Commander, "The suit's been encrypted sir, and I don't think the pilot has any desire to leave."
The Gundur Commander questioned, "How can we possibly get her out then?"
Jacob decided to take the risk and said, "Let me speak to her."
Ove warned him, "Do you think that's wise Jacob? You two aren't exactly friends you know."
Jacob responded, "I know Ove, but I have to talk to her."
The Gundur Commander answered, "Very well Jacob you may talk to her. Good luck and Christ be with you." Jacob nodded and left to meet with the pilot still inside the Darkstar.Jacob was now in his military uniform and able to lessen his tensity. When he was like this, his feminine appearance was made more obvious. People could only tell he was a man by his uniform and his voice. He moved past the guards and stepped towards the open cockpit and saw Star in the cockpit.
He greeted calmly, "Greetings my lady. May I ask you name please?"

OOC: Can't wait New Kratna, I personally been waiting for this..... Oh yeah, and YEAH!!! 1,000 posts! I pwn. :P

OOC: Sorry I took a while to respond

IC: "What do you believe is the meaning of this?" asked a Terran General of Chinese origin. "I want the public to at least know that this was not a terrorist act!"
His supervisor responded, "We can cover that up from being the case General Ming. How do you wish to handle the situation?"
Ming answered, "I want troops in the Gobi Desert to find whoever did this and bring them to justice!"
His supervisor questioned, "But sir, do you not think the men will be unable to move through the desert with the sandstorms causing so much trouble?"
Ming barked in retaliation, "I don't care what it takes, find them immeadietly!"

Soon there were soldiers scanning the Gobi Desert in search of the launch sites for the missiles. Their mission was to find them and destroy whoever was operating them...

Somewhere under the Gobi Desert[/b[
Commander Jacobs was eating a chicken salad when the intruder alert came in. He was already at his control console... the only time he wasnt at his control console was when he was asleep or using the bathroom. He pushed a button marked [b]Survellience Camera's.

These were pop-up camera's, hidden underneath the dunes of the Gobi desert. They all stuck up at the same time, they were barely noticable unless you were right on top of one.

"Hmph... Terran Republic Soldiers. No Mobile Suits, no armored vehicles, no apparent air support... the gattling guns will do."

He typed in a command to his console.

'Deal with as appropriate.'

The Surface

The camera's slid back under the dunes as rapidly as they had appeared. The area was currently clear of sandstorms... so those would not be an issue for the soldiers.

What would be an issue, however, are the automated machine guns and 40mm autocannons that suddenly popped out of the ground all over the place and began to hose them with bullets and Anti-Personnel Slugs.

OOC: according to my passange of time its 21:00 zulu in Egypt ^^

Holland went to his room, he was looking over the manual for his new 'bulldog' and seeing the possible weapons he could use on it. He turned the page to read about its Quadruped mode "hmm nice gun its got for a head, two beam sabers can be deployed on the sides......that could come in hand, so could that multipurpose turret on it" he said.

He turned the next page and read about its speed "its got alot of power, my car couldn't even go that fast, hell the training suits at the academy couldn't either, it should be vary useful for us" he said flipping the page "last questionis.....what colour should i have my suit painted, have to paint it after all for being the squad leader, also going to need a symbol for it, to put on for when i get akill and another for when i become a ace" he told him self.

Ove reported to the Gundur Commander, "The suit's been encrypted sir, and I don't think the pilot has any desire to leave."
The Gundur Commander questioned, "How can we possibly get her out then?"
Jacob decided to take the risk and said, "Let me speak to her."
Ove warned him, "Do you think that's wise Jacob? You two aren't exactly friends you know."
Jacob responded, "I know Ove, but I have to talk to her."
The Gundur Commander answered, "Very well Jacob you may talk to her. Good luck and Christ be with you." Jacob nodded and left to meet with the pilot still inside the Darkstar.Jacob was now in his military uniform and able to lessen his tensity. When he was like this, his feminine appearance was made more obvious. People could only tell he was a man by his uniform and his voice. He moved past the guards and stepped towards the open cockpit and saw Star in the cockpit.
He greeted calmly, "Greetings my lady. May I ask you name please?"

OOC: Can't wait New Kratna, I personally been waiting for this..... Oh yeah, and YEAH!!! 1,000 posts! I pwn. :P

Had Star been in a better mood she might have laughed at his outragous apperence almost like a boy trapped in a girls body in a man's uniform but dispite all this she was still to pissed off to laugh.
she thought about answering his question but insted asked one of her own "why should i tell you? for all i know you just some flukie sent to try and pry me out... so come pry" let him come she would use this weekling to warm up for that anoying pilot. she sat and kept waiting. she might be flighty and a little irrational at times making her mood swings a little unpredictable but she did know when she had the upperhand.

"No one speaks like that to the Cro-" Jacob raised his hand as a gesture to not continue. The guard agreed not to do so and waited for the next reaction. Jacob stepped forward and was now a few feet away from Star.
He told her, "I have no wish to harm you anymore than I have already my lady. I want you to come out and I promise that you will not be harmed in any way."

"No one speaks like that to the Cro-" Jacob raised his hand as a gesture to not continue. The guard agreed not to do so and waited for the next reaction. Jacob stepped forward and was now a few feet away from Star.
He told her, "I have no wish to harm you anymore than I have already my lady. I want you to come out and I promise that you will not be harmed in any way."

she raised an eyeprow at the guards abortive comment and calmly watched as he walked closer. she considerd the guards reaction for a moment and then decided afew more insults where in order "and why should i trust the word of a flukie? a pathetic little man who hasn't the balls to even tell me his own name and still expects me to tell him mine well F--- you!" she fingered the knife conceiled in the chair... just a little closer... ((ooc: worry not he'll live to see tomorrow i can see him getting a flesh wound nothing more if your body guards are any good at there job... she is pissed off))

"Very well then my lady. If you wish to know my name, I am Jacob Thorstein III Crown Prince of Scandinavia. If you cooperate, I will personally see that you do not die at the hands of my people..." Jacob would have been at ease, but he seemed to be the only one who knew about Star's knife concealed in her chair. He commented further, "And it would certainly seem right now that you have no desire to leave without at least injuring someone. I will not see anymore bloodshed today, so please cooperate."

After about a hour of looking over the manual and also getting some food Holland decided to get some sleep. The mobile suits were coming in bright and early at about 08:00 so he wanted to get down to the port, take about 20 minutes to unload them all and then another 30 to get to the base.

His gun was ready to be used, there would be 30 of them guarding the transfer, it was unlikely Republic forces would enter the area but there was always a chance they could show up. The mobile suits had to be protected at all costs, the Suez mission depended on it.

"Very well then my lady. If you wish to know my name, I am Jacob Thorstein III Crown Prince of Scandinavia. If you cooperate, I will personally see that you do not die at the hands of my people..." Jacob would have been at ease, but he seemed to be the only one who knew about Star's knife concealed in her chair. He commented further, "And it would certainly seem right now that you have no desire to leave without at least injuring someone. I will not see anymore bloodshed today, so please cooperate."


((ooc: spoil sport :P ))Star glared at him "fine" she almost hissed through clenched teeth making a show for his sake of letting go of the knife.... there where otherways.
She quickly stould and assumed the most millitary stance she could in her present state of dress (fuzzy pink slippers and house coat don't inspire much of a millitary Berring) "Leutenant Star Lynde. Terran Rebublic armed forces Nordic Devision. Was..." she gave him a poisnious stare "stationed at Nordic Command." she extended her hand out towards him "not if your such the gentalman help me down."

((ooc: cmon let her attack him i wanna see the guards spaze lol))

OOC: Sure thing, I just thought the attack should be less conspicuous is all. Jacob's a Beta Terran after all, his type can notice these things.

IC: "Obviously caught in the middle of her slumber..." Jacob thought to himself. His unit did attack during the night, but he never expected anyone would be anxious enough to enter a battle in their pajamas... Let alone fuzzy pink slippers. "Of course Lt. Lynde." Jacob said as he extended his hand to help he down.

OOC: Now he's a sitting duck.

OOC: Sure thing, I just thought the attack should be less conspicuous is all. Jacob's a Beta Terran after all, his type can notice these things.

IC: "Obviously caught in the middle of her slumber..." Jacob thought to himself. His unit did attack during the night, but he never expected anyone would be anxious enough to enter a battle in their pajamas... Let alone fuzzy pink slippers. "Of course Lt. Lynde." Jacob said as he extended his hand to help he down.

OOC: Now he's a sitting duck.

((ooc: Mmmmm duck lol... oh if its ok i'm gonna "borrow" the odd guard just for this post))
as soon as she felt the tug on her hand then ment he was gonig to ectualy help her rather than just make a show she put here weight into it practacly throwing herself at him knocking them both down on her slumped gundams legs and started pummling him grabing the frount of his uniform and slammed him into the gundams leg a couple times before the guards got ahold of her swinging wildly at his face as she was pulled away screaming all the while breaking free just long enough to get in one more good swing at his face before the guards finaly got her pinned "let me at him. Let me at him!" she screamed still struggling against the guards, no princling was gonna defeat her

((ooc: feel free to add whatever you want :) ))

The guards finally had Star pinned and another came over to Jacob to ask, "Are you alright my liege?"
Jacob removed his hand from his cheek and answered, "I'm fine. Is she alright?"
The guard answered in a shocked tone, "Yes, but I feel you should be more concerned for your own well being my liege. She seems determined to get revenge for what you did to her."
Jacob sarcastically commented, "I couldn't tell..."
One of the guards pinning Star questioned, "Where shall we keep her? We won't reach Helsinki until morning."
Jacob answered, "Put her in quarters 1-02."
The other one questioned, "But my lord, that is right next to you, will you even feel safe tonight or be able to sleep?"
Jacob assured them, "I will. I'll ensure she does not try anything to sabatogue the ship or escape. I feel it is my responsibility that she be kept safe until we can return her to Terra."
The guard captain confirmed, "Very well my lord. If that's your wish... Please follow these men Lt. Lynde." And the guards had took Star to the quarters she would be staying in until they reached Helsinki.

OOC: I'm gonna do another Republic post to maintain the relavance of other players. This could be an opportunity for your characters to get a piece of the action.

New Terran Model

TR-47 Sagittarius
http://www.gundamuniverse.it/F91/XM-02%20Den'an-Gei-file/xm-02.jpg
Light weight, capable of long range attacks

IC:

Suez, Egypt

"The enemy convoy is just down there. It's time to test these new suits out..." Said the Captain of the Guerilla Unit. On the horizon, there were three Terran mobile suits that were less bulky than the normal version. The Republic now had a new mobile suit in production. It was meant to be used for short operations to destroy the primary targets. The suits did not have much cover, but they could fire at a range further than a normal mobile suit could. They were now about to bring the Twilight Phoenix into a horrifying fray... "Fire on the lead vehicle and surround the rest of them, leave the mobile suits in tact."...

400 miles west of Alice Springs

Outside the factory, two Terran Investigator Pilots were demanding enterance. "We wish to make an investigation. We're ensuring there are no hidden weapons unaccounted by the Republic."
The first pilot asked the other, "Do you suppose anyone would actually contain weapons out here?"
The other responded dryly, "Doubt it..." and thought to himself, "But I'd love to see that jackass Allblack... I'll get him for what he did to me in the Acadamey someday..."...

Paris

Major Strinson called up Atticus Murdock to speak to him about his new mission. He was not around to pick up the message, but Strinson knew he might be pleasd to hear it. He spoke, "Hello Murdock. The Republic has need of your expertise. In the Gobi Desert, there have been reports of an unidentified missile strike sourcing from that point. Your mission is investigate the area and destroy the source of the missiles before any further damage can be done. I expect you to be on your way soon."...

General Crofton was also busy in the meantime. He was organizing the mobile suits to be ready for another uprising from the Muslims. He now had a new policy to pass by order of Chancellor Rosaline. "Order all Muslims to turn themselves in. If they do not do so, then execute them on the spot." This would be the choice for all Muslims: Turn themselves in and join the internment camps, or suffer death...

OOC: wait are you hitting the mobile suit convoy? if so it became morning fast

OOC: Don't worry. Storylines always follow at a different pace than others.

The guards finally had Star pinned and another came over to Jacob to ask, "Are you alright my liege?"
Jacob removed his hand from his cheek and answered, "I'm fine. Is she alright?"
The guard answered in a shocked tone, "Yes, but I feel you should be more concerned for your own well being my liege. She seems determined to get revenge for what you did to her."
Jacob sarcastically commented, "I couldn't tell..."
One of the guards pinning Star questioned, "Where shall we keep her? We won't reach Helsinki until morning."
Jacob answered, "Put her in quarters 1-02."
The other one questioned, "But my lord, that is right next to you, will you even feel safe tonight or be able to sleep?"
Jacob assured them, "I will. I'll ensure she does not try anything to sabatogue the ship or escape. I feel it is my responsibility that she be kept safe until we can return her to Terra."
The guard captain confirmed, "Very well my lord. If that's your wish... Please follow these men Lt. Lynde." And the guards had took Star to the quarters she would be staying in until they reached Helsinki.

Star maintained her beligerent pose atempting to break free everytime she felt the slightest bit of slack on there grip
did she hear them right.... right next to his quarters... he's crazyer than she was... she'd want someone like her locked up as far away as possable. well she'd just have to use the advantage.
she made a show of trying to break free when they picked her up off her Mobile suits leg and manhandled her down to the floor she let them drag her off to her temporary quarters giving jacob an icy glare before she dissapered around the corner.
she plotted as they dragged her to her to her rooms. it would really depend on how they set the rooms up and what kind of locks they used... the rest would be eazy... no one would best her aslong as she lived.

((ooc: do enlighten me... i need to plot my escape and how to murder you ;) ))

OCC: well ya since the suits wont arrive in port till 8am wont be on the trucks till about 8:20

((ooc: theres also time zones so that gives you a little play))

OOC: well most of our characters are sleeping, mind if i skip ahead to the next day?

Star maintained her beligerent pose atempting to break free everytime she felt the slightest bit of slack on there grip
did she hear them right.... right next to his quarters... he's crazyer than she was... she'd want someone like her locked up as far away as possable. well she'd just have to use the advantage.
she made a show of trying to break free when they picked her up off her Mobile suits leg and manhandled her down to the floor she let them drag her off to her temporary quarters giving jacob an icy glare before she dissapered around the corner.
she plotted as they dragged her to her to her rooms. it would really depend on how they set the rooms up and what kind of locks they used... the rest would be eazy... no one would best her aslong as she lived.

((ooc: do enlighten me... i need to plot my escape and how to murder you ;) ))

OOC: Okay, here's the layout. Quarters 1-02 is located to the left of Room 1-01 (Jacob's quarters), sort of like an apartment design. And the types of locks used are card-key. There will be guards on duty to makes sure Star doesn't try to escape.

IC: Before the night hour would begin the nights slumber, Ove questioned Jacob, "Sir, why is it that you wish for Lt. Lynde to be placed in the room next to you anyway?"
Jacob answered, "I want to be there to ensure she does not attempt to escape. I let my gaurd down last time she attacked me, but I won't let it happen again. I feel that I can sense what others might not be able to, so I want to be sure of that."
Ove commented, "You have an odd way of dealing with the enemy my lord... But I suppose I shall have to accept it..." and wished him goodnight.
Jacob was now in his quarters and now wore a white undershirt and a pair of black jeans to his sleep in tonight. Before he would sleep though, he would pray like he always did. He took out a locket containing the picture of a beautiful woman, the late Queen Sonja Thorstein. Jacob knelt down on his bed side and began to pray next to his mother's locket.

Conversation between two Guards outside room 1-02
"Lynde might be a Beta Terran. We have to make sure that the Prince is not harmed."
"Truly? I thought that maybe the Prince wanted to handle it himself."
"We cannot let his majesty be harmed. He is the only one in line to the throne and if he dies, the Kingdom will be in jepordy..."

((ooc: Ha... sleeping... mine... she's to busy plotting how to kill the crown prince... she hates him. any way with what time it is there it the time zones will line up for your convoy about the time they all get to Helsinki but if you wanna jump ahead i got no problems))

OOC: well most of our characters are sleeping, mind if i skip ahead to the next day?

OOC: Sure thing.

OOC: Okay, here's the layout. Quarters 1-02 is located to the left of Room 1-01 (Jacob's quarters), sort of like an apartment design. And the types of locks used are card-key. There will be guards on duty to makes sure Star doesn't try to escape.

IC: Before the night hour would begin the nights slumber, Ove questioned Jacob, "Sir, why is it that you wish for Lt. Lynde to be placed in the room next to you anyway?"
Jacob answered, "I want to be there to ensure she does not attempt to escape. I let my gaurd down last time she attacked me, but I won't let it happen again. I feel that I can sense what others might not be able to, so I want to be sure of that."
Ove commented, "You have an odd way of dealing with the enemy my lord... But I suppose I shall have to accept it..." and wished him goodnight.
Jacob was now in his quarters and now wore a white undershirt and a pair of black jeans to his sleep in tonight. Before he would sleep though, he would pray like he always did. He took out a locket containing the picture of a beautiful woman, the late Queen Sonja Thorstein. Jacob knelt down on his bed side and began to pray next to his mother's locket.

Conversation between two Guards outside room 1-02
"Lynde might be a Beta Terran. We have to make sure that the Prince is not harmed."
"Truly? I thought that maybe the Prince wanted to handle it himself."
"We cannot let his majesty be harmed. He is the only one in line to the throne and if he dies, the Kingdom will be in jepordy..."

((ooc: plotting against me :O :D Ooo fun dead guards lol))

Getting out would be a problem. keycards where next to imposable without some kind of hacking equipment unless... she bolted for the kitchenett and began rummaging through the utencils... stainless steel stainless steel damn it it was all stainless steel so much for tricking the magnetic reader the vents where all to small to fit through no way out. they might be the enamy but they built a secure room.
she sat on the edge of the bed facing the door perhaps an oportunity would Present its self untill then a nap was in order.

((ooc: eazy target c'mon you didn't need those guards did you? :D ))

OOC: Alright, let begin the battle

Suez, Egypt
08:30 zulu

The convoy was under way in the front was two trucks, one behind the other; it was a basic column formation. Holland was walking one the ground by one of the mobile suit trucks when had an odd feeling "What’s the problem Holland?" a man asked, "something doesn't sit right with me," he said. He then saw something out of the corner of his eye pop up from a dune then go back behind it "I think we are being watched by the Republic from those dunes" he said "ah your crazy Holland" the other guy said.

Then came the rippling sound of weapons fire and the lead vehicle exploded, then three Republic mobile suits appeared. Holland and every one else dove for cover "Still think I'm crazy?" Holland shouted and he raised his rifle and fired "Damnit new models, get those anti-armour rifles and RPGs up here now, take them out we cant let them have the mobile suits" he yelled.

Three men ran up, two with an Anti-armour gun and the other with several RPGs and ammo. Holland grabbed one and loaded it "Aim for the leg joint and the shoulder joint we have to disable them, if you get a clear shot on the cockpit take it!" he said firing away his RPG. All the men opened fire, rifles, RPGs and anti-tank rifles, the escort vehicles then fired as well with missiles and gatling guns.

((ooc: plotting against me :O :D Ooo fun dead guards lol))

((ooc: eazy target c'mon you didn't need those guards did you? :D ))

OOC: Uh, sorry I don't exactly understand the comments. Could you please emphasize?

OOC: Uh, sorry I don't exactly understand the comments. Could you please emphasize?

((ooc: i got the impresion they where gonna sneek in and try and do me in... was i reading you wrong?))

((ooc: i got the impresion they where gonna sneek in and try and do me in... was i reading you wrong?))

OOC: Yeah... Well sort of. I think I might have Jacob enter to have "normal" chat with her if you find it possible.

IC:

Suez, Egypt

The fighting had intensified greatly. The new suits were able to take out the trucks if they wanted, but hitting targets so much smaller proved to be trickier than expected. The Captain in Unit 1 asked, "Unit 3, what's your status?"
The pilot of Unit 3 said, "I've been hit sir! It seems they have weapons able to penetrate the mobile suit armor."
The Captain retorted, "Damned terrorists! Go further into the dunes! Launch as many SRMs you have left! Avoid hitting the supplies and the mobile suits!"
The 3 units made their way further down the dunes and launched their SRMs while hoping to hit the enemy. Even if they didn't, it was better than being in the crossfire with mobile suit armor piercing ammo...

OOC: Yeah... Well sort of. I think I might have Jacob enter to have "normal" chat with her if you find it possible...

((ooc: sure give it a shot given there both beta's it shouldn't be too ugly so yes give talking to her a try :) ))

Drake Carrier 4 9:00 P.M.

Jacob could have slept, but had too much of Star on his mind. "She was unbelievably skilled. Is she one of the Beta Terrans the Republic is using?" Jacob wondered to himself. Out of a realization, he remembered that she still had nothing to wear but the pajamas she was still wearing. He decided to help her by giving her a new uniform or at least a pilot suit. Jacob decided the best he could give her was a pilot suit. He dug out a (insert Star's favorite color here) pilot suit that would be able to adjust to her size. He passed the guards and went inside Room 1-02. He left the suit on the kitchenette counter and was about to leave until he heard a groaning sound from behind him...

Somewhere under the Gobi Desert[/b[
Commander Jacobs was eating a chicken salad when the intruder alert came in. He was already at his control console... the only time he wasnt at his control console was when he was asleep or using the bathroom. He pushed a button marked [b]Survellience Camera's.

These were pop-up camera's, hidden underneath the dunes of the Gobi desert. They all stuck up at the same time, they were barely noticable unless you were right on top of one.

"Hmph... Terran Republic Soldiers. No Mobile Suits, no armored vehicles, no apparent air support... the gattling guns will do."

He typed in a command to his console.

'Deal with as appropriate.'

The Surface

The camera's slid back under the dunes as rapidly as they had appeared. The area was currently clear of sandstorms... so those would not be an issue for the soldiers.

What would be an issue, however, are the automated machine guns and 40mm autocannons that suddenly popped out of the ground all over the place and began to hose them with bullets and Anti-Personnel Slugs.

OOC: Just a :cough: post before I go to bed.

Drake Carrier 4 9:00 P.M.

Jacob could have slept, but had too much of Star on his mind. "She was unbelievably skilled. Is she one of the Beta Terrans the Republic is using?" Jacob wondered to himself. Out of a realization, he remembered that she still had nothing to wear but the pajamas she was still wearing. He decided to help her by giving her a new uniform or at least a pilot suit. Jacob decided the best he could give her was a pilot suit. He dug out a (insert Star's favorite color here) pilot suit that would be able to adjust to her size. He passed the guards and went inside Room 1-02. He left the suit on the kitchenette counter and was about to leave until he heard a groaning sound from behind him...

Stars brain regesterd the fact that someone had enterd the room moments before the rest of her responded to the stimuli. she had always been a light sleeper but being imprisioned on an enamy carrier made one even more aware she saw jacob enter through a part in her hair even though her face was coverd set something on the counter... what could he possably want now he had her captured unarmed unless... oh that would be a mistake that would be a big mistake... the royal line would end with him if he tried that.
She sat up ((noise he heard)) and glared at him and when there eyes met she glanced meaningfuly at the lamp on the end table, without saying anything she made sure it was understould that if he came close enough she would club him with it ((unless of course you can make her relax))

Suez, Egypt

The fighting had intensified greatly. The new suits were able to take out the trucks if they wanted, but hitting targets so much smaller proved to be trickier than expected. The Captain in Unit 1 asked, "Unit 3, what's your status?"
The pilot of Unit 3 said, "I've been hit sir! It seems they have weapons able to penetrate the mobile suit armor."
The Captain retorted, "Damned terrorists! Go further into the dunes! Launch as many SRMs you have left! Avoid hitting the supplies and the mobile suits!"
The 3 units made their way further down the dunes and launched their SRMs while hoping to hit the enemy. Even if they didn't, it was better than being in the crossfire with mobile suit armor piercing ammo...

Holland hit the dirt "missiles incoming" he yelled as explosions went off all around him. One landed where five men were taking cover killing them all instantly. Holland though for a second "there not firing on the Mobile suits! every one keep firing I got a plan" he then pulled a injured man to the other side of one of the MS carrying trucks he then let the man rest and jumped in the truck to get to the MS.

He jumped into the suit; it was Bulldog, just his luck. He started her up and watched the OS turned on. As the screen lit up he kept saying "hold on guys, hold on" there was no way he was seen getting in the truck so he was free and clear. The mobile suit came online and it stood up from the truck.

One of the men saw the suit "Alright Holland show those bastards who rules these deserts!" the man yelled out before turning to fire a Anti-armour round. Holland turned the suit to its Quadruped mode and started running around, the suit was extremely fast "weapons, weapons, ah shit just the 46mm Gatling machine gun and 175mm multipurpose smoothbore tail cannon, plus the beam saber, better stay in this mode" he said as he fired some rounds from the Gatling machine gun.

Jacob stood in his place and assured Star, "Lt. Lynde, I apologize if I seem to be intruding. I've left you a suit on your counter for tommorow. You will have to be more presentable for your leave tomorrow." He calmly gazed into her cold stare as if it were mere eye contact to make sure that she would not attempt anything rash...

Suez, Egypt

The pilot of Unit 2 stated, "Sir! One of the mobile suits has been activated and is heading in our direction!"
The Captain grumbled, "Grrrr... Perfect... Alright, new order, disable the active mobile suit!" The Sagittarius's moved back and fired at the Quadruped mobile suit while it fired as well. The battle was fast paced as blasts were dodged from both sides.
Until finally... "Gah! Hit again! Sir, I don't think I can- AAAAAH!!!" were the last words of the pilot of Unit 3 as it was hit by the enemy's tail cannon.
"Unit 3! Grrrrr... He'll pay for that! Unit 2, begin attack pattern Gamma!"
"Yes sir!" The two remaining Sagitarius's began to weave back and forth and circle around the quadruped mobile suit in hopes of gaining at least a few hits...

Jacob stood in his place and assured Star, "Lt. Lynde, I apologize if I seem to be intruding. I've left you a suit on your counter for tommorow. You will have to be more presentable for your leave tomorrow." He calmly gazed into her cold stare as if it were mere eye contact to make sure that she would not attempt anything rash...

"and what exactly is to be done with me tomorrow?" she demanded.
God she hated his silence, his proper manners. it anoyed the hell out of her. she apreciated the offer of the flight suit but she wasn't give him the satisfaction of knowing she thought he did something nice.

"and what exactly is to be done with me tomorrow?" she demanded.
God she hated his silence, his proper manners. it anoyed the hell out of her. she apreciated the offer of the flight suit but she wasn't give him the satisfaction of knowing she thought he did something nice.

Jacob answered her, "You will be returned to your nation tomorrow. Terran diplomats from Estonia will arrive in Helsinki to pick you up and we will discuss the terms neccessary to avoid any conflict. You will be home again soon enough." Jacob hoped that Star would lighten up from her attitude. She would be seen as imposing to most men, but Jacob was able to handle her. It was almost as if he knew the nature of her anger for whatever reason.

Jacob answered her, "You will be returned to your nation tomorrow. Terran diplomats from Estonia will arrive in Helsinki to pick you up and we will discuss the terms neccessary to avoid any conflict. You will be home again soon enough." Jacob hoped that Star would lighten up from her attitude. She would be seen as imposing to most men, but Jacob was able to handle her. It was almost as if he knew the nature of her anger for whatever reason.

"and my mobile suit?"she asked "will that be returned as well?" she asked the question anyway but wanted to hear him say it. you don't raid a base lose almost 20 mobile suits just to give the prize back she moved to the edge of the bed standing near the end table the lamp within eazy reach. she was ereasonable sure the next wouds out of her mouth would be the ones she expected but he'd suprised her before.

"heh perfect" Holland said as the beam sabers deployed to face out from the sides of the suit and then activating. Holland the right between them if he timed it right he would catch them in the weave and cut them both in half or atleast one. On the ground many of Hollands men were injured and needed medical attention, he needed to take out these suits before they can report to Suez. If the Republic knew there fighting strength the Suez operation would be doomed.

"Darkstar will be returned to you Lieutenant...." Jacob wanted to stop there, but felt she was about to ask another question. He continued, "If you wish to know why, we do not want to go into a conflict with the Republic yet. Holding this Gundam would dissolve our hopes of finding a peaceful solution with the Republic." He also pressed, "And... I personally believe it is only right that this be allowed to happen. If I were trapped by the enemy, I would wish to be returned home as soon as possile along with my means of fighting." Jacob finished.

Suez, Egypt

The pilot of Sagittarius Unit 2 exclaimed, "Sir! It's making a strike from both sides!"
"It is! Fall back imm- AAAAHH!!!" were the last words of the captain of the Guerilla Unit.
"Captain!!!" the pilot of Unit 2 managed to yell out. The Sagittarius the pilot was in was damaged enough that it couldn't continue fighting and still in condition for salvage...

Holland saw the enemy couldn't fight so he turned off his beam sabers and stopped and faced the suit. He turned his radio on so he could talk to the enemy pilot "Attention pilot of the Republic mobile suit, you can't fight any more, surrender now and you will be treated fairly" he said over the radio as the battle came to a calm. Holland knew they would take his suit for inteeligence, but after the Suez operation he would be let go.

Holland saw the enemy couldn't fight so he turned off his beam sabers and stopped and faced the suit. He turned his radio on so he could talk to the enemy pilot "Attention pilot of the Republic mobile suit, you can't fight any more, surrender now and you will be treated fairly" he said over the radio as the battle came to a calm. Holland knew they would take his suit for inteeligence, but after the Suez operation he would be let go.

"OH GOD!!!" The pilot exclaimed as the mobile suit looked towards him. He thought this was it. The pilot Jaron was prepared to enlist and fight for his nation, the Republic, but he never took into account he might die for it. But as soon as he heard Holland's voice on the radio, he had hope that he would be spared. He anxiously responded, "Okay! I surrender! I surrender!" He opened his mobile suit cockpit and threw the weapons on his belt to the ground and knelt down with his hands on his head ready for capture...

Holland turned into mobile suit mode and opened the cockpit " Shoddy, daniels, go get him and radio the base tell them to get a room ready we have a guest, and get salvages teams out here lets head home. The two men drove over in a truck and put the Republic pilot in it, they then rejoined the convoy. Nine dead, another 12 wounded, 4 badly high losses but it was important, and there deaths were not in vain.

After 20 minutes of driving they reached the base and began to settle in. Holland parked his MS which he put up for a paint job before personally taking the enemy pilot to a room. He opened the door "the beds are not the best here, but there still better then the ones at the Academy, you will get meals tree times a day for the next three days, on the forth day you will be let go to return to your people" Holland told him as he un-cuffed him.

Jaron was still shaking a bit from his near death experience, but he was able to believe the statement that Holland made. He resisted from dropping down and thanking him for his kindness and saluted saying, "Thank you sir. I will be certain not to inform my superiors of anything that would weigh against your favor."

Holland looked at him "you can tell them every thing and anything frankly, won't matter to much after tomorrow Republic forces will be in a state of dis-array from our upcoming operation" he told him as he relaxed against the wall talking to the pilot.

Jaron understood that the terrorists had something planned for the Suez tomorrow. And yet, they treated him like one of their own. It was an odd situation to be in for a Republic pilot. He was expecting them to use him as target practice or use some other form of torture. He commented, "I see... So you truly do fight Terra... It may sound odd for me to ask this, but why do you fight against Sages dream for a World Order?"

Holland looked up at him "we will not rule, and we will not be ruled, we fight because if we don't they will take our land, our crops and seperate us from our families, that is why after I graduated from the Republic academy I came here. Many of the people here have been affected by sages actions in one way or another, although some of the women have asked us to give up and go back to our lives, it would atleast be a peaceful life" Holland said to him.

"However most of us do don't believe sages plans will works, and most don't trust him, we think he has a hidden agenda and that is why we fought, though we try to avoid blood shed if we can" he added.

Jaron nodded and said, "The academy taught us that the terrorists oppose the Republic because it would mean the end of political debate, especially under the rule of Sage... He... I suppose I did see some instances of it..." Jaron thought to himself. He never thought the Republic would oppress the people it took in, but did admit he saw some people of Egypt being treated more like slaves than citizens. Jaron admitted, "I've honestly never had much of a say in getting where I am now... My father is a General and he wants to see his sons be the last war heroes..." Jaron also couldn't help but wonder, "A hidden agenda?" He wondered to himself.

"The Acedemy trained pilots well, one of the reasons I graduated top of my class, We as a group give the people in this area a light of hope, its a small light but it burns bright, we make friends, we offer assistence to towns, be it pushing the Republic out, or giving medical and food aid in time of need" Holland said.

He then remembered something "There is a old saying amung us that was said by one of the former members of the Phoenix council to justify some of our actions" he paused "He said 'we fight because it is the only way we can protect our selves, so if we must fight to protect, then we have no choice but to fight' he was a wise man and a respected leader until his death" he added.

"Such wise words..." Jaron admitted. He never was told that terrorists could be capable of such wisdom. What was the Republic fighting for? For mere conquest obviously. Jaron was beginning to question if he was truly on the right side of the war after getting to know Holland so well. He added, "Ah yes, my name is Jaron Crofton. I'm sorry I did not adress it earlier, I did not expect to be this deep in conversation with you." (OOC: Sorry, gotta turn in for the night.)

A latch on the door slid aside and a sleepy-looking guard peered through at the Terran soldiers. A third was sitting in a jeep off to the side. "One moment..." The door creaked and swung inward. Another guard grunted as he pushed it aside. The two soldiers winced at the squeal. This was an Oceanic lab?

"Wasn't expecting company this time of night..." the guard mumbled. "What can we do for you?"

"Simple inspection, sir," replied one of the troops, walking in close behind his partner, who was obviously more intent on finding his old friend. "I'm sure you're aware of the state of the world right now, and we're just making sure our friends are who they say they are."

The guard frowned and closed the massive door behind them. "All right, all right, no need to be rude, just look around as much as you'd like."

The lights were switched on and the hanger was revealed to be what the soldiers expected - a dump. About half of it was filled with ancient aviation equipment, radios from a bygone era, and a dilapidated airframe with faded paint and rusty metal. They ignored that lot and went into a partitioned area, where they saw the makeshift cockpit setup.

"What's all this over here, gentlemen?" one asked, walking over and tapping it with the butt of his machine gun.

"THAT is why this base exists." A flustered man in a bathrobe came out of the breakroom. He fumbled with his glasses and finally managed to get the soldier to back away.

"It looks like it's the only thing worth something in here," mocked the other. "Say, do you have a Nels...."

"This simulator is being used to test our latest MS operating system," the tech announced. "We're currently developing a new branch of the current system to account for new technology we've developed since version one."

"Mind if I step inside?" the soldier asked.

"By all means. I'll even boot it up for you." The soldier pushed aside the hatch and crawled inside, while the other leaned against the break room doorframe and watched with an amused look. The tech went over to the console and began keying commands into the system. Dim light appeared in the cracks of the simulator as proof of its operation.

The hatch popped open and the soldier popped his head out. "This your idea of a joke?" he scoffed. "Damn thing boots to an error screen."

"WHAT?" the tech cried. "But I checked it earlier... it was running..."

The soldier by the door laughed. "I can't believe we're wasting our time. What's your name, geek squad?"

"That's Chief Technical Officer Geek Squad," he shot back. "Mervin Harris. Remember it!"

"Whatever..." the soldier yawned, rolling his eyes. "Anyway... like I said... you have a Nelson Allblack stationed here?"

"Who's looking for me?" The soldier turned and saw Allblack enter the area in all his half-awake glory. The mighty ace sported the night's stubbley growth proudly on his chin and neck and was attractively clad in a striped muscle shirt and jet black shorts. He looked more like a hillbilly than anything.

The soldier punched him in the arm. "Hey, asshole, you HAVE to tell me how you got stuck out here!"

Nelson looked at him, and turned to the rest of the crowd. "Um... who is this?"

"Its nice to meet you, I'm Holland Trayvak" he said putting his hand out to shake Jaron's hand "I'm sure you think of our group as terrorists, heh I can't blame you I thought the same thing when I was in the academy, but if you look around the towns around here you get a dose of reality, people suffering, starving and willing to kill a person for food" He told him.

"around here if you want a good meal most join the republic we have been trying to change that, and we hope to help the people out as much as possible, that is why we are attacking Suez to take it over, we will force the republic out with little casulties as possible and distribute any food and medical supplies we capture amung the people, let them know there is hope" he added. Holland never thought a Republic pilot would be this calm in this kind of situation, but then again they were being kind to him, the Phoenix council banned torture and respect human rights.

(OOC: im turning in as well)

Sydney

"There you have it, everyone." Hawthorne addressed the Parliament and murmurs swept through the room. The news of the night's activity in Paris was public, now, and the mood was heavy. He had also taken the liberty of circulating the Terran's latest "requested" legislation around for the entire body to peruse. He didn't like what he saw. He could tell that nobody else did, either. The real question was how they would respond.

Public opinion was with him. Demonstrators in Alice Springs had multiplied overnight, and news crews were camped out with them. Terran soldiers were manning the fence in full combat gear, while an MS team stood watch at the space port proper. Maybe fifty... a token force, in the grand scheme of things, but it sent a powerful message. Local police in riot gear were on the outside of the fence ensuring that the protests remained peaceful, and although there occasional violent outbursts, the Terrans didn't feel the least bit threatened.

Hawthorne's mind was in other places. It was known that Brendan Sage was visiting Paris in the aftermath of the fighting, so there wouldn't be much attention on his little corner of the world. He and his advisors, to the brass' delight, had outlined a plan to strike. They were probably working on their end of it now. In the meantime, he'd gathered the support he needed t come through on his.

The debate on the legislation was brief... it wasn't like they actually had a say in its final form. "If there is no more debate, then we can move to a vote on the..."

"Mister Secretary, one final thought."

"The chair recognizes the representative of Kiribati."

"Ladies and gentlemen, we cannot deny that the contents of this bill would radically alter our current relationship with the Terran Republic. It would have a profound effect on the citizens we have promised to serve. However, even those of you who have stood by the Republic through the past several years will agree that, given the ever-louder voice of the people against this relationship, we have failed in that purpose. Therefore, I say we let the people decide what course to take. I propose an open referendum on the legislation."

Silence filled the room. A bold move. "Seconded!" came a shout from the floor. Heated debate began immediately with full disregard of proper parliamentary procedure. Hawthorne smiled to himself. He had no worries about how this would end. He'd already rounded up the votes to pass this. A special announcement would be made tonight - an open referendum would take place tomorrow, with the results available just before midnight, local time.

Alice Springs

The Terran staff sergeant had little time for these daily annoyances, but someone had to keep tags on the Oceanic military. A Union aide entered his office with a manila folder which he presented to the Terran officer.

"Let's make it quick today, shall we?" he said, thumbing through the papers. He extracted what appeared to be the key contents and glanced over it. "What's this here... 'Gentle Breeze?'"

"Night training for aerial squadrons based nearby, sir, in accordance with our open door policy on military operations. Zero hour is midnight tomorrow, and the full exercise will probably run until 0300."

"That's fine; just make sure they keep an eye on whose airspace they're in." That was enough for the sergeant, who signed off on it and thrust the folder back into the aide's arms.

(OC: Apologies for taking so long to get going, but as you can see, my enjoyment of the Gundam worlds goes beyond the giant robot fights ^_^ Also, more apologies for erratic posting... work during the week kind of kills, like, half of any given day)

OOC: It's cool Dancougar. I just wanted to try something to make sure that you knew I wasn't leaving your pilot in the dust.

"Darkstar will be returned to you Lieutenant...." Jacob wanted to stop there, but felt she was about to ask another question. He continued, "If you wish to know why, we do not want to go into a conflict with the Republic yet. Holding this Gundam would dissolve our hopes of finding a peaceful solution with the Republic." He also pressed, "And... I personally believe it is only right that this be allowed to happen. If I were trapped by the enemy, I would wish to be returned home as soon as possile along with my means of fighting." Jacob finished.

Star froze either he enjoyed getting his ass kicked by a girl or he was insane...
"your insane" she told him "you just lost 20 pilots raiding a base an act of war" she had to point that out "to obviously capture The Darkstar and now your just going to give it back?" your people will have your head when the republic spins this "its no wounder the world needs the republic "Order and Unity can only be obtained through Strength and Leadership" and if anyone needs some order and leadership its you" she had begun pacing the room...
you don't give back the prize... ever, thats asking for trouble. oh it might sound all noble "we can fight we choose not to" but its really pathetic if you can fight than fight. fight for what you beleave in even if it is selfish and wrong.
she had been born in the USA in the early Years of the republic shortly after the consuming of Canada and the occupation of mexico. infact her birthday was the same day that signaled the republics offencive in siberia and there un stopable push across russia wich promptly fell when china moved in seeing the opotunity to join and gain favor.

but all that was besides the point... what was the point? she was going home why was she arguing?

Jacob absorbed Star's words as she made her proclamation. He paused for a bit and responded to her, "I've heard that term before Lieutenant. "Order and Unity can only be obtained through Strength and Leadership..." Do you know what that means to me? It means that peace is only achievable through intimidation. I don't believe in intimidation, I see it as a crime against humanity and even a sin. This is why Scandinavia opposes the Republic's policies, we do not want Sage to control our everyday lives."

He knew that Star was far from satisfied with his answer and continued, "Have you ever heard of what life was like in America before the rise of the Republic? If you have, obviously that your nation's congress was corrupt and put back in line by Brendon Sage. Your nation's congress was far from noble, but the people had something that Sage does not give his people anymore: A voice in the government. I've traveled to Petrozavodsk and other Russian cities before the raid today, and I want you to know that Sage uses the Russian people as if they were resources. I know there are many more cities that use humans in that fashion. If that is the Republic's idea of Order and Unity, then I will never let my people be absorbed by such an ill-mannered leader."

He made a closing statement saying, "Besides, today a city of Russia has been saved. It brings hope to those who believe in peace, and I see that as sufficient enough of a victory. I feel there is no need cause any further humiliation."

"Its nice to meet you, I'm Holland Trayvak" he said putting his hand out to shake Jaron's hand "I'm sure you think of our group as terrorists, heh I can't blame you I thought the same thing when I was in the academy, but if you look around the towns around here you get a dose of reality, people suffering, starving and willing to kill a person for food" He told him.

"around here if you want a good meal most join the republic we have been trying to change that, and we hope to help the people out as much as possible, that is why we are attacking Suez to take it over, we will force the republic out with little casulties as possible and distribute any food and medical supplies we capture amung the people, let them know there is hope" he added. Holland never thought a Republic pilot would be this calm in this kind of situation, but then again they were being kind to him, the Phoenix council banned torture and respect human rights.

(OOC: im turning in as well)

The conversation Jaron recently had with Holland had him wondering, "Am I fighting for the right thing?" Jaron wondered to himself. "He's right about the Republic letting the people starve, but I always thought it was because they were terrorists... I shouldn't stand for this, I should be against the Republic... But... Father..." Jaron's thoughts wondered towards his father, General Jefferson Crofton, back in France. His father was a true patriot of the Republic and had very good connections with Chancellor Rosaline. He wanted his sons, the other one in Greece and him being in the Suez, to be the last war heroes before the Republic fully united the Earth. Seeing he was captured by the Twilight Phoenix, it didn't seem that his father would be the happiest man in the world. But was that reason enough to leave the Republic? "Will my father still think of me as a son when I return?" he pondered...

Girbraltar Bridge, Girbraltar, Terra; 0700

The massive 18-wheeler moved down the highway towards the bridge, the Driver smoking a cigarette. An inspection and toll station loomed ahead and he switched into a lower gear and slowed to a halt in the line of cars. Slowly, he made his way to the front of the line where a Guard was there to see him.

"Good morning," said the guard as he walked up to the cab.

"Morning, sir," the Driver said, tossing the cigarette into an ash tray in the cab. He was of Moroccan descent like most of the drivers, not garnering much suspicion.

"What are you hauling today?" asked the guard.

"Bricks, sir." replied the guard. "They're movin' to Seville."

The guard shrugged. "Mind if I have a look in back?"

"Go ahead." said the Driver, snatching another cigarette and lighting up. The guard moved to the back and opened the doors of the trailer, revealing exactly what the Driver had said he was hauling. Bricks were stacked on pallets from floor to cieling, covering up the view of the rest of the trailer.

"Private!" shouted the guard. "Make a scan!"

The Private in the booth nodded and flipped a switch that caused a laser scanner to make five sweeps from end to end on the trailer, revealing nothing. "She's good, sir!"

"Alright, then." said the Guard. "Have a good one."

"Yeah," said the Driver. "You too."

The Driver kicked the semi-truck into gear and began to drive up the massive bridge towards the other side. Little did the inspectors know, the trailer was far from clean. Underneath a massive lead shield and the bricks, a chemical bomb close to five times bigger than the Oklahoma City bomb sat within it. The lead shield and the bricks were angled in such a way that the blast would be directed down and out at the unsupported middle of the arch in the bridge, severing the two sides from each other leading to a terrible accident.

"May Allah be with me in my time of Martyrdom," said the Driver. "And may He allow me to take as many infidels with me as possible." He was at the middle of the bridge and then initiated his maneuver. He slammed the truck into the median, breaking through and clogging four out of the total six lanes on the bridge. The rush-hour traffic spun out or ran into the crashed truck, unable to stop in time.

The Driver sat in the cab, coughing up blood, when he finally moved to ignite the weapon. He reached up to a transceiver, pulled it down, and dialed a code. The device beeped three times followed by a high-pitched whine. The Driver only closed his eyes and smiled as the bomb went off, tearing the truck apart and blasting into the bridge below. The road bed was torn asunder, and soon the hanging arch without its support began to wilt. Both sides of the severed bridge began to tilt down, causing the cars and other vehicles on the roadbed to skid towards the gape and slide off, falling hundreds of feet to the water below. After two minutes, the once-center bridge section's two pieces had fallen into the water, taking at least three hundred drivers and passengers with it.

On the shore, a cameraman had filmed the whole thing from the truck entering the bridge to the last piece of the section falling in, smiling as he did so. Once finished, he and his companions copied the video and sent it out to news channels everywhere to show how powerful the Arm of Islam had become.

Jacob absorbed Star's words as she made her proclamation. He paused for a bit and responded to her, "I've heard that term before Lieutenant. "Order and Unity can only be obtained through Strength and Leadership..." Do you know what that means to me? It means that peace is only achievable through intimidation. I don't believe in intimidation, I see it as a crime against humanity and even a sin. This is why Scandinavia opposes the Republic's policies, we do not want Sage to control our everyday lives."

He knew that Star was far from satisfied with his answer and continued, "Have you ever heard of what life was like in America before the rise of the Republic? If you have, obviously that your nation's congress was corrupt and put back in line by Brendon Sage. Your nation's congress was far from noble, but the people had something that Sage does not give his people anymore: A voice in the government. I've traveled to Petrozavodsk and other Russian cities before the raid today, and I want you to know that Sage uses the Russian people as if they were resources. I know there are many more cities that use humans in that fashion. If that is the Republic's idea of Order and Unity, then I will never let my people be absorbed by such an ill-mannered leader."

He made a closing statement saying, "Besides, today a city of Russia has been saved. It brings hope to those who believe in peace, and I see that as sufficient enough of a victory. I feel there is no need cause any further humiliation."

"Sage saved us from ourselves" she barked back the calm manner in wich he insulted her nation stinging like salt in an open wound "i want this, i want that, sage ended all the usless bickering and gave us one voice to look up to one voice of reason insted of 50" she refused to acknolage or accept jacobs comment on ther republics many glossed over attrocities.
she knew they happend but by the time they where filtered by the millitary then the media it mad everything look like terrorests or uprizings that where being crushed not people fighting for there freedom.
her furry had brought her within arms reach of jacob her empty fists clenched by her sides

His father was a true patriot of the Republic and had very good connections with Chancellor Baptiste. He wanted his sons, the other one in Greece and him being in the Suez, to be the last war heroes before the Republic fully united the Earth.

((ooc: could always transfer him to the north... could be fun :D down with oppression down with oppresion... i meen Republik Infanatum!))

After the conversation Holland went to the hanger to check on the new mobile suits. When he looked around to see the one he piloted in was missing "hey where the hell is my suit?" he asked pointing to the empty spot on the wall "Paint shop" came the reply. Holland smirked, his custom paint job was being done, well from what he was hearing all three squad leaders were getting custom paint jobs.

The hanger was still mostly empty they had room for alot more suits. The new suits were worth the money they paid for them. He wlked outside the hanger to get some fresh air "its a land of peace for now, but when will it be free?" he asked him self. War was a costly thing, there are good guys and bad guys, but who is what? what seperates them from other groups? there kindness? there helping of others? there willing to only kill if its need? to many questions filled Hollands mind, most he couldn't answer.

Jacob could see that Star was not pleased with what she was told about here Republic. It was obvious that she was extremely patriotic to Sage's idea of Unity and Order. He let her know, "Believe what you will Star. But if I were to be ruled under a single voice, I would prefer that voice to be one that strived for the betterment of all people. Not use them for the personal gain of the elite and the military." He saw her clenched fists as if she were about to harm him again, he would have to be cautious if their conversation were to continue espevially being so up close.

Some where North of Kitee Mobile Suit Base...

There were five of them, lined up like a convoy. Five eighteen wheelers, specially modified to handle the icy and snowy terrain they were moving across. They were heading straight for Kitee... and there was no-one in their cabs.

((ooc: could always transfer him to the north... could be fun :D down with oppression down with oppresion... i meen Republik Infanatum!))

OOC: Just to make sure, you mean Jaron right?

Some where North of Kitee Mobile Suit Base...

There were five of them, lined up like a convoy. Five eighteen wheelers, specially modified to handle the icy and snowy terrain they were moving across. They were heading straight for Kitee... and there was no-one in their cabs.

Outside the Kitee Mobile Suit Base, the Fenrir Squadron was on patrol to head for the border to make sure that Petrozavodsk would still be safe. The Squadron Commander aksed, "Unit 4 do you pick up any activities?"
"Negative Commander, all signs are... Wait a minute... Sir, do we have a supply convoy scheduled to meet at our base today?"
The Squadron Commander answered, "Negative, it doesn't arrive for another four days. Why?"
Unit 4 explained, " Well Commander, I'm picking up a line of eighteen wheeled trucks. Five to be percise. They seem to be headed towards the Mobile Suit Base."
The Commander was befudled when he heard this. He gave the order, "Alright, we best pull them over for questioning." His squadron flew over to meet with the trucks, shunned the search lights on them and spoke through the loudspeaker, "Attention drivers! You are traveling through a non-civilian area! Please step out and you will not be harmed!"...

OOC: can't transfer when he is still sitting in a room at my base lol

A couple of the people who worked ground crew for the base came outside to join Holland for a break "nice day out eh Holland" one said "yeah" he said turning his head towards the sea in the distance "yeah it is" he said kicking some sand. It was going to be another hot day, and they had combat exersizes to run before tomorrows attack. It would be long wekk Holland knew that much.

The moment the radio transmission reached the trucks, they swung off the icy road they were on simultaneously. Lined up as the following:

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Then they screeched to a stop and just sat there.

Jacob could see that Star was not pleased with what she was told about here Republic. It was obvious that she was extremely patriotic to Sage's idea of Unity and Order. He let her know, "Believe what you will Star. But if I were to be ruled under a single voice, I would prefer that voice to be one that strived for the betterment of all people. Not use them for the personal gain of the elite and the military." He saw her clenched fists as if she were about to harm him again, he would have to be cautious if their conversation were to continue espevially being so up close.

god that agrivationg voice of his. she spun around and stalked away from him before she clawed his face off "the only "personal" gain is the worlds through the unity of the republic. some peoplerefuse to see this being selfish and more concerned about there own personal gain then the betterment of mankind.... the world will be a better place" now she was just spouting drivil to keep herself convinced... that and one sided yelling matches where really draining

((ooc: i was actualy refering to Jaron's brother but Jaron is a better idea get the free thinkers together :) but thinking on it more... i'll come to you... i'm getting tired of the cold))

Unit 3 questioned, "It appears they stopped moving Commander. What now?"
The Commaner answered, "We best search them. We don't want them to be uncooperative."
The Eight Mobile Suits bent over and let the Squadron members fall safely to the ground. They stepped towards the trucks and began a search. The commander said, "As soon as we found out who they are, we'll report them back to base."
"Confirmed!" The Squardon members said. The eight gathered towards one truck and the Commander stepped forward.
He knocked on the door and said, "Open up! This is not a civilian area, and we need you to turn yourselves in!" But the door wouldn't open. "Alright, I warned you!" and the Commander broke the window to unlock the door. It would have served a purpose, but he was shocked to see that no one was inside. "What the Hell?..." He wondered to himself.
A squadron member reported, "Sir! Perhaps we should check the cargo! The drivers could be operating from in there!"
The Commander ordered, "Very well. Open the Cargo Doors!" The squadron members opened the doors of the truck they were currently looking at and found.... (What do they find?)

god that agrivationg voice of his. she spun around and stalked away from him before she clawed his face off "the only "personal" gain is the worlds through the unity of the republic. some peoplerefuse to see this being selfish and more concerned about there own personal gain then the betterment of mankind.... the world will be a better place" now she was just spouting drivil to keep herself convinced... that and one sided yelling matches where really draining

((ooc: i was actualy refering to Jaron's brother but Jaron is a better idea get the free thinkers together :) but thinking on it more... i'll come to you... i'm getting tired of the cold))

Jacob stepped back as Star attmepted to claw him. He was able to continue saying, "Perhaps some are selfish, but have you ever considered there are some who want nothing more than to live normal lives without war and without fear?... I'll have you know I was once that way..."

OOC: Okay. Maybe I can have them both up for a bit of a "sibling rivalry".

There were twenty of them in each truck... 6.8 feet tall, humanoid, and a bit bulky looking, each one painted pitch black. Each one was sitting on a bench on either side of the trailer

'They', of course, were some sort of robots. Seven out of each ten had what appeared to be a .30 caliber machine gun slung in a 'at arms', the other three had some sort of high-tech looking, handheld missile launchers.

There was a second or two pause... and then there was a high pitched whine as the robots in the truck activated. Their previously pitch black eyes began to glow red. Their heads simultaneously turned towards the men standing at the back of the truck.

"Inertial coordinates indicate target has not been reached..." One of the robots suddenly said in a eerie computer-like voice. "Proceed to objective on foot and terminate all resistance and witnesses."

They stood up as one and levelled their machine guns at the men staring at them and pulled the triggers.

OOC: just show up at Suez after the attack thats when ill release him

Holland walked back into the hanger, the pilots were gathering for a run through of the plan, Holland walked up and joined them. They noticed him pop up "ah Holland good for you to join us, any way as as was saying we are to hit military only, hangers mobiles suits and weapons inplacements" the pilot said. Holland noded "Alright remember the plan is Bull dog 1 and 2 will take the flanks and Sparrow 1 will fly in through the middle. once in range Sparrow will fire its missiles to take out the hangers before they can launch mobile suits" Holland said to them.

"Right thats why we are hitting them at night, there mobile suits are all tucked in for the night, once the hangeers are gone we take out any more installations fireing at us and capture any one else with the ground troops" another said. The plan was highly detailed and had a exact time line for the operation, it would be over in under 3 hours.

"AAAAAAH!!!" The squadron members screamed. "Men! Back to your Gundams!!!" and the squadron members scrambled towards their Viking Units. They ran away while firing their pistols at them, hoping to have some effect. When the squadron members reached their gundams, only three were still alive and managed to activate their Gundams. The Commander ordered, "Unit 6! Report back to base and warn them about these things! We'll hold them off as long as we can!"
"Affrimative Commander!" the pilot of Unit 6 said. The Viking units drew their rifles and began firing at the strange robots...

The pilots pistols did precisely two things to the robots: Jack and Shit.

The Mobile Suits autocannon sized assault rifles, however, were far more effective. A hit would blow a robot to smithereens. The robots responded by rapidly spreading out, they were surprisingly quick for such big things and responded well to the situation. The Mobile Suits manage to kill about eight of the robots before a hitch set in: The robots with missile launchers.

If the pilots had any warning sensors, they would begin screaming at them as four of the six robots armed with missile launchers from the first truck locked onto the MS's and fired.

Army of Islam Video Message to the World

General ibn-Hassan al-Saud is seen standing in his usual setup with the flags behind him and soldiers next to him.

"Hello, again, infidels." he spoke. "Today was another victory for the Arm of Islam. The Girbraltar Bridge, a sign of oppression on our Moroccan brothers, has been taken down with many Terran people with it. Observe, as the Martyr does his duty for Allah!"

The video image switches to a view from the shore of Morocco where the truck is seen driving up the bridge. At the middle, it slams into the median and causes a huge pileup and traffic jam. Horns are heard honking and people are seen getting out of their cars yelling. A few moments later, the truck is ripped apart by a massive explosion followed by a huge plume of fire and debris raining out from under the bridge. A few cars are thrown from the bridge immediately while some people were blown off by the concussion effects. Hysteria starts in as the bridge section link to the left and right start to buckle and bend, causing the now two pieces of the structure to wilt downwards, breaking loose from the rest of the bridge. Cars and trucks are seen skidding towards the gape and falling off to the two hundred foot drop below, their occupants screaming in terror. A bus is also seen flooring it up the tilting bridge section, but gravity prevails, causing it and all of its occupants to meet the same fate as the rest of the trapped drivers. Finally, the bridge sections broke loose and landed in the water on top of the debris field, sinking below the depths with the cars and trucks that fell off.

"You see, People of Terra? You aren't safe anymore! Your gov't cannot do anything to protect you from our might! And remember, People of Terra, this is only the beginning. More misery and sorrow will come thanks to your President Sage, and Allah's true will shall prevail. Allahu Akhbar!

OOC: Now poeple would get scared :)

Girbraltar Bridge, Girbraltar, Terra; 0700

The massive 18-wheeler moved down the highway towards the bridge, the Driver smoking a cigarette. An inspection and toll station loomed ahead and he switched into a lower gear and slowed to a halt in the line of cars. Slowly, he made his way to the front of the line where a Guard was there to see him.

"Good morning," said the guard as he walked up to the cab.

"Morning, sir," the Driver said, tossing the cigarette into an ash tray in the cab. He was of Moroccan descent like most of the drivers, not garnering much suspicion.

"What are you hauling today?" asked the guard.

"Bricks, sir." replied the guard. "They're movin' to Seville."

The guard shrugged. "Mind if I have a look in back?"

"Go ahead." said the Driver, snatching another cigarette and lighting up. The guard moved to the back and opened the doors of the trailer, revealing exactly what the Driver had said he was hauling. Bricks were stacked on pallets from floor to cieling, covering up the view of the rest of the trailer.

"Private!" shouted the guard. "Make a scan!"

The Private in the booth nodded and flipped a switch that caused a laser scanner to make five sweeps from end to end on the trailer, revealing nothing. "She's good, sir!"

"Alright, then." said the Guard. "Have a good one."

"Yeah," said the Driver. "You too."

The Driver kicked the semi-truck into gear and began to drive up the massive bridge towards the other side. Little did the inspectors know, the trailer was far from clean. Underneath a massive lead shield and the bricks, a chemical bomb close to five times bigger than the Oklahoma City bomb sat within it. The lead shield and the bricks were angled in such a way that the blast would be directed down and out at the unsupported middle of the arch in the bridge, severing the two sides from each other leading to a terrible accident.

"May Allah be with me in my time of Martyrdom," said the Driver. "And may He allow me to take as many infidels with me as possible." He was at the middle of the bridge and then initiated his maneuver. He slammed the truck into the median, breaking through and clogging four out of the total six lanes on the bridge. The rush-hour traffic spun out or ran into the crashed truck, unable to stop in time.

The Driver sat in the cab, coughing up blood, when he finally moved to ignite the weapon. He reached up to a transceiver, pulled it down, and dialed a code. The device beeped three times followed by a high-pitched whine. The Driver only closed his eyes and smiled as the bomb went off, tearing the truck apart and blasting into the bridge below. The road bed was torn asunder, and soon the hanging arch without its support began to wilt. Both sides of the severed bridge began to tilt down, causing the cars and other vehicles on the roadbed to skid towards the gape and slide off, falling hundreds of feet to the water below. After two minutes, the once-center bridge section's two pieces had fallen into the water, taking at least three hundred drivers and passengers with it.

On the shore, a cameraman had filmed the whole thing from the truck entering the bridge to the last piece of the section falling in, smiling as he did so. Once finished, he and his companions copied the video and sent it out to news channels everywhere to show how powerful the Arm of Islam had become.

The Terran media had received the videos and now saw how the Army of Islam was truly determined. This led to an important discussion between Major Strinson and his superior General Crofton.
"Did you see what happened to the Gibralter Bridge Major?" Was the Generals opening question.
The Major answered, "Yes General Crofton. I did not think it possible that the Army of Islam would have enough explosives for something this huges. It's only a good thing we are not on friendly terms with teh Spanish or Portuguesse or whatever so that we have to pay for another attack."
Crofton gave Strinson the order, "Major, I want you to report down there and begin a round up of the Muslims in Morroco. Let not one be refused the sight of a Mobile Suit or a gun barrel at the very least."
Strinson questioned, "Which squadrons should I bring sir?"
Crofton answered, "You will be sent squadrons Garfield and Lincoln. You will meet up with the Zama sqaudron when you arrive. I hope that is sufficient enough along with the military force of 1,500 men you will be using." and Crofton signed off.

Morrocco

Strinson was now at the sight of the destroyed Gibralter Bridge and ordered a roundup for the Muslim's. Casablanca was swiped clean of "Good Terran Citizens" and made as a ghetto to contain the Muslims. He would not fail Crofton's orders...

There was a tv by Holland and the other pilots as they were talking and they paused to honour the victims of the attack on the Gibralter bridge "Now those are your terrorists" Holland said "yeah, phycopaths like that must be stopped killing people who can't fight back is just wrong" another said "I hear you man, but I hear that group is based out of Iran, long ways from here" Holland said "we dont have the power to hit them yet, we focus on Terra first, and Suez right now" Holland aded. They then went back to going over the plan for the Suez operation now code named Operation Twilight Spear.

The pilots pistols did precisely two things to the robots: Jack and Shit.

The Mobile Suits autocannon sized assault rifles, however, were far more effective. A hit would blow a robot to smithereens. The robots responded by rapidly spreading out, they were surprisingly quick for such big things and responded well to the situation. The Mobile Suits manage to kill about eight of the robots before a hitch set in: The robots with missile launchers.

If the pilots had any warning sensors, they would begin screaming at them as four of the six robots armed with missile launchers from the first truck locked onto the MS's and fired.

"Shit! Commander, those things are fast! What are we supposed to do?" The pilot of Unit 3 questioned.
"We keep firing! We've got eight down, only about ninety more to go! Keep it up and we'll keep these things from reaching the base!" The mobile suits shifted back and kept firing, destroying maybe another 3 or 4 robots. They were eventually hit by the missiles and blocked the first round with their shields. "One more hit and these shields wont be of much use..." The Commander thought to himself.

Kitee Mobile Suit Base

The pilot of Unit 6 was quick to draw out his recording of the battle from his Gundam's memory bank and ran to his superiors. He stormed into Colonel Ansgar's room and said, "Colonel! Enemy forces are headed this way! I have proof of them!" He and the Colonel saw the humanoid robots on the video the pilot had shown.
Ansgar stated, "Alert all forces! We have rogue enemies on our hands! We don't want these things to hit the base!" Soon the whole base was readying itself for the upcoming robot invasion and nearly every mobile suit stationed at the base was soon to be activated...

More missile-armed robots from the other trucks began to lock on and fire their missiles at the mobile suits. Another 9 robots were destroyed in the intervening time, as the fight continued.

"Commander, my armor's failing! I don't think I can- AAAAAAH!!!" screamed the pilot of Unit 3 before finally being destroyed by the missile fire. "Unit 3! You mechanical bastards!!!" The commander of the former Fenrir Squadron exclaimed. "I must do this for my country..." He thought as he entered the self destruct sequence for his mobile suit. It would hopefully do more damage than he had during the combat...

"Alright people lets hit the firing range" Holland said as he walked out of the hanger, the firing range was outside, better for the ears. There were about a dozen of them all at the range with rifles and pistols. Months back they got there hands on some of the firing range equipment used by the Republic making for excellent training. One person ran up to Holland it was one of the new people a 17 year old girl from Canada "hey Holland, can you give me some pointers I'm not doing that great" he told him.

Holland and her walked to a stall and stopped "alright load a clip and fire, lets see how you do it" he told her, so she did, it was the regular target, she took aim and fired the clip. Holland looked at her hand movement and her stance to see where she could improve. She finished the clip and turned to him "Well? What do you think? Can you show me how its done right" she asked him holding out the gun. Holland took the gun from her and loaded a new clip "Your stance is fine you just don’t have your hand movement right, its all in the wrist, don’t move with your whole arm" he said setting the machine to make the target change on a head shot. He took aim and fired racking up head shot after head shot at rapid speed, 12 bullets, and 12 headshots in six seconds. She was amazed at his speed and accuracy.

"Amazing Holland, I’ve only heard rumours of people as fast as that when I was in the academy, never thought I’d actually meet one" she said in excitement "I'm not that special...wait you went to the academy?" he said "yeah" she said "wasn't top of my class but I was still good" she added. Holland looked at her, she did not seem like the type to be in a military academy, then again nor did he any more. Holland handed her the gun "well load a new clip and let me see you try it with your wrists now," he said to her handing her the gun.

She took it and set the target back to stationary, she loaded and clip and took aim. She pulled the trigger and it was a head shot, she then continued shooting, she kept hitting the critical areas such as the centre of the head and the centre of the torso. Holland seemed pleased he could help her out with her shoot, she finished the clip and stopped "wow thanks Holland, I've never shot that well in my life" she said in excitement "heh no problem, always happy to help" he said walking over to another stall and started to practice.

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Originally Posted by Red Tide2
Somewhere under the Gobi Desert
Commander Jacobs was eating a chicken salad when the intruder alert came in. He was already at his control console... the only time he wasnt at his control console was when he was asleep or using the bathroom. He pushed a button marked Survellience Camera's.

These were pop-up camera's, hidden underneath the dunes of the Gobi desert. They all stuck up at the same time, they were barely noticable unless you were right on top of one.

"Hmph... Terran Republic Soldiers. No Mobile Suits, no armored vehicles, no apparent air support... the gattling guns will do."

He typed in a command to his console.

'Deal with as appropriate.'

The Surface

The camera's slid back under the dunes as rapidly as they had appeared. The area was currently clear of sandstorms... so those would not be an issue for the soldiers.

What would be an issue, however, are the automated machine guns and 40mm autocannons that suddenly popped out of the ground all over the place and began to hose them with bullets and Anti-Personnel Slugs.

OOC: Just a :cough: post before I go to bed.

OOC: Sorry for the wait, I was hoping Kulikovia would have recieved the mission by now.

IC: The soldiers saw the anti-personnel glugs pop out of the ground and immeadietly began firing. The firefight was intense for a battle of turrets and soldiers. One soldier barely managed to send the distress signal and show the carnage that had happened to the soldiers. Soon no one was left, and only a few turrets were even damaged...

2 hours later
The Gundam Atticus piloted was on full alert and would not let anyone catch him off guard. He wanted this mission to be worth figthing, but he would have to find someone or something to face. He saw no missile sites and began to search the area. He said to no one in particular, "Come out wherever you are..." to hopefully gain the attention of the attackers.

OOC: What mission?

OOC: Well you see, you were sent to the Gobi Desert to investigate some missile launchings. Hopefully that would give RedTide2 something to concentrate on.

ONN News Bulletin: Hawthorne announces referendum on Terran Ascension Bill
SYDNEY - In a televised speech last evening, viewed by approximately 40 million Oceanics, Union Chief Representative Ronald Hawthorne outlined the contents of the "Terran Ascension Bill," a proposed union of Terran and Oceanic government to be implemented over the next several years. The government has declared an open referendum to decide the fate of the bill... and of the Union. "The winds of change have begun to blow," he said, in an appeal for guidance from the citizens of the Union, "and we must all have a say in whether they shall arrive as a powerful gale or as a gentle breeze."

Hawthorne chuckled as he read the article in the paper. 'A clever way to spread the word,' he thought, sipping his morning coffee. 'The Terrans will have no idea how long we've planned this...'

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All over the Oceanic Republic, people were lining up outside voting stations. Some lines stretched two or three blocks, in more populated areas, with 75% or better turnout expected. Preliminary results from the Pacific island nations, where voting began long before the sun rose over the Australian mainland, had a vast majority in favor of rejection. The Terrans at the space port showed no intention of leaving, even as protestors danced outside the fence and shouted profanities, proclaiming their rejection of further integration with the Republic.

Terran vessels in Oceanic harbors were prepared to depart if needed. Even they were no match for the full might of the home fleet, should it turn on them. Hell, a handful of Leatherbacks were potentially enough.

Security was on high alert following reports of a violent attack in Gibralter. No word had come from the government regarding it, or the previous day's action. If the Terrans were agitated by Hawthorne's sudden lack of support, they weren't showing it. In some places, Oceanic special forces held counterterrorism exercises in broad daylight, while pockets of Terrans watched with amusement. Some more well-minded occupants even joined the locals in preparing for the worst. None of them knew it was a dress rehearsal for that night.

Central Command

The central staff gathered for another rundown of the operation. In a few hours, they would launch the largest attack in the national sweep. "Timeline... 2330, convene Terran military advisors on site for the evening exercises, get them into bunkers and lock 'em down. 2350, Night Fox in the air, heads north. Space port radar will pick them up and they'll follow the flight path we outlined for the Terrans yesterday. 2355, special forces on the inside shut down reserve power stations at the port. 2400, public grid goes down and Night Wolf flies east. At this point, Alice Springs and surrounding areas are a black hole. Special forces will detain pilots on the ground and prevent reserve MS from launching. Night Fox will make up the first wave from the north, Night Wolf will mop up from the east. Units will be armed with AIM-30, standard machine guns, and flares. If all goes according to plan, the port should be clear by 2430, and similar sweeps nationwide will eliminate Terran presence on Oceanic soil. The goal is to detain and deport only, but lethal force is a viable option."

After a couple hours at the firing range every one started to head in as it started to get to hot out. There was no cloud cover, and it was some of the worst heat in days. As they went inside people were keeping a eye on various situations around the world including the proposed Oceanic-Terra alliance, once Suez is hit it will show the world Terra can be stopped.

Right now they couldn't do much, most of the pilots were people they had to train from books, but there were people like Holland who had proper training, like that new girl he helped and the firing range. Holland looked at the tv "they probably wont join up with them, if they do it would be there mistake, When Suez falls the eyes of the world will open" he said "ah quit with the wise man talk Holland, we all know that" one of the people around him said "yeah yeah i know, i know, hey look my suits out of the paint shop" he said walking off the a corner of the hanger where his suit was.


He looked up at it, it looked better then he thought it would "Hey Holland!" came a voice, Holland turned, it was that girl he helped earlier. She ran upto him "so this is your suit? it looks awsome" she told him "yeah it does, gotta make it look good after all" he responded "yeah mines still in the paint shop" she said as she looked up at Hollands mobile suit. Holland looked at her "your suit? your going in the suez attack?" he asked puzzled, she was one of the new people yet she was going on a vital mission "yeah they put me in command of Bulldog two, they said it was because like you I had proper training" she told him as she turn her head back to face him.

Jacob stepped back as Star attmepted to claw him. He was able to continue saying, "Perhaps some are selfish, but have you ever considered there are some who want nothing more than to live normal lives without war and without fear?... I'll have you know I was once that way..."

OOC: Okay. Maybe I can have them both up for a bit of a "sibling rivalry".

((ooc: sounds fun could be interesting))

"it dosn't work that way" more drivle... she was loosing her soulid footing in the republic fast and didn't like it. she thought about killing him here and now but se'd never make it off this carrier alive and would be handing Her mobile suit to them if he wasn't just saying nice things. "when the earth is united there will be no more wars only peace she will have finaly paid the price for peace"

"Then must the price be paid with fear and intimidation? Is that truly living in peace? To me, that does not sound like peace, but slavery and forced control. If Brendon Sage stood for the principles of peace and the betterment of mankind, I would gladly cast my support for him. But he does not treat everyone he conquers as a citizen. Even the Chinese, who surrendered themselves to the Republic, are only lucky if they can be given the privileges of being a citizen. I wish to at the very least let my people know that being a citizen does not mean being forced to do things for your government, but that it is the government's job to help them live their lives the way they choose it. Don't you think that is what the old America once stood for?" Jacob explained. Star sounded less like she knew she was talking about, but would stay true to what she was saying. It could possibly be an interesting outcome...

The Gobi

Jacob studied the mobile suit on his computer screen. It wasnt one he had ever seen before. That meant it was a custom model for a elite soldier of the Terran Republic... or a Beta Terran.

Shrugging off the thought, he simply typed into his command console:
Take no action... target incapable of penetrating the base. If target shoots at anything, utilise the VLS's.

OOC: Before I continue the battle in Scandinavia...

What is a Mobile Suits self-destruct mechanism like? I never saw any of the shows(except one my friend showed me, that was a completely different Gundam series).

OOC: as a gundam fan, ill answer, the suit in questions is nuclear power but a small reactor power output of about 1300 Kw and explosion would be equel to a small tactical warhead

OOC: Got a specific yield? If not, Ill assume a kiliton blast... which should be more then enough to destroy all of these guys.

OOC: Nice one Spit Break.

OOC: ya about that if not less, really small, to be fair the suits barely go nuclear and only in rare situations do they go nuclear

OOC: Yeah, we'll say the self destruct radius is something maybe small enough so that the robots have a chance of surviving.

OOC1: I thought on it... so:

IC: Just North of Kitee Mobil Suit Base...

The resulting explosion from the Mobile Suits self-destruct eradicated the robots presence. Those that were not completely obliterated were wrecked beyond repair and use.

Somewhere in the Artic Circle

"SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTT!" Commander C-2348, better known as Commander Featherston*, screamed at his computer. "What the hell happened!?"

All one hundred of his Mech Assualt Bots had been destroyed, he had watched the screen as seventeen of them dropped off the monitoring system, then they had all died at once.

He quickly remembered his orders and typed in a order to his command console. After he typed and entered the command, any of the important systems(which was basically all of them) inside of the robots melted so that they could not be reverse engineered. That would prevent HOA technology from being used against them.

Oh sure, the enemy would acquire the robots hulks, but that wouldnt mean anything.

But still, the assassination attempt on the Crown Prince had failed.

OOC2:*Kudos if you get the referrence.

Location of the Battle Site

"It would seem that the Fenrir Commander gave his life to save our base. I pray his soul be forgiven..." Colonel Ansgar commented as he saw the destruction. It was here that almost the entire Fenrir Squadron was destroyed and the Commander valiantly gave his life to save the Kitee Mobile Suit Base. The salvage team had just arrived to pick up the remaining metal parts that were left behind by both the destroyed Gundams and the strange robots that were just discovered.
Captain Oskari added, "Yes, he truly did an admirable thing in saving us."
Ansgar asked him, "Do you suppose we can re-wire these things to our use?"
Ove was done scanning one of the robots and interjcted, "Unfortunately that's a no-go. All of the major function systems are gone. We can use the weapons and use the armor as scrap, but these shells are really nothing but useless now."
Ansgar questioned, "Do you have any idea of where these things came from? I never imagined a fighting force like this being made possible under the Republic."
Ove answered, "That's the thing. These weren't sent by the Republic, they're something else entirely."
Oskari wondered to himself, "Who could possibly be working against us this deviously to desir our destruction? Are they working against all sides?"

"Then must the price be paid with fear and intimidation? Is that truly living in peace? To me, that does not sound like peace, but slavery and forced control. If Brendon Sage stood for the principles of peace and the betterment of mankind, I would gladly cast my support for him. But he does not treat everyone he conquers as a citizen. Even the Chinese, who surrendered themselves to the Republic, are only lucky if they can be given the privileges of being a citizen. I wish to at the very least let my people know that being a citizen does not mean being forced to do things for your government, but that it is the government's job to help them live their lives the way they choose it. Don't you think that is what the old America once stood for?" Jacob explained. Star sounded less like she knew she was talking about, but would stay true to what she was saying. It could possibly be an interesting outcome...

it was true... they did join forces with the republic during the Russia invasion
and for a while where on equil footing but recently they've been loosing favor they still maintained positions of power and influence with in the republic but not the command positions they once sought.
"the republic is a noble cause your just to blind to see that" reused drivle the rational part of her brain had seen the facts and understould them it was the loyal passionatside that was resisting... she liked being in the right and now she had ever so slowly been proven wrong. but she refused to accept it...
she stould there across from him willfull, defiant, making a last stand refusing to look weak but her mental armour visably cracked

it was true... they did join forces with the republic during the Russia invasion
and for a while where on equil footing but recently they've been loosing favor they still maintained positions of power and influence with in the republic but not the command positions they once sought.
"the republic is a noble cause your just to blind to see that" reused drivle the rational part of her brain had seen the facts and understould them it was the loyal passionatside that was resisting... she liked being in the right and now she had ever so slowly been proven wrong. but she refused to accept it...
she stould there across from him willfull, defiant, making a last stand refusing to look weak but her mental armour visably cracked

"If the Republic were so noble Star, then why is it that it does not resort to diplomacy? Why does Sage not use his leadership for a more productive cause? He could very well set up a world government, but he could have done so without the use of a full scale war. He could even have treated his people as equals and they would have flocked to his side. Yet here we are, in a war. A war that does not even need to happen. That is one reason I am shamed to be in this war, knowing that Brendon Sage could have created a strong union with all humans under one name and yet he resorts to military force. Some in the Republic may call this noble leadership... But I believe your president is nothing more than a despot..." Jacob told her. It would seem she was losing footing on her support for the Republic, especially after seeing that she was simply using empty statements to defend herself...

OOC: Please avert attention to OOC thread

"If the Republic were so noble Star, then why is it that it does not resort to diplomacy? Why does Sage not use his leadership for a more productive cause? He could very well set up a world government, but he could have done so without the use of a full scale war. He could even have treated his people as equals and they would have flocked to his side. Yet here we are, in a war. A war that does not even need to happen. That is one reason I am shamed to be in this war, knowing that Brendon Sage could have created a strong union with all humans under one name and yet he resorts to military force. Some in the Republic may call this noble leadership... But I believe your president is nothing more than a despot..." Jacob told her. It would seem she was losing footing on her support for the Republic, especially after seeing that she was simply using empty statements to defend herself...

"well your in this war now" she retorted "just remember you invaded us, destroyed one of our bases, kidnaped an officer, and stole valubal millitary hardware." she turned and marched to the bed then turned to face him one last time "so much for peacefull intentions" she lay down and turned away in an attempt to end the conversation. she really had alot on her mind

AoI HQ, Tehran, Iran

The Generals of the Remaining Islamic Republics stood around a table, discussing what was to be done.

"I think we need to take the fight directly to these Terran pigs." said Colonel Answar al-Gaddafi, representative of Libya. "They landed on our North coast and annhialated us. If it wasn't for the Algerians, we would surely have fallen in the Battle of Kamara Dune. We need to hit Baghdad, and at least make an attempt to get rid of their presence there."

"But that is impossible!" yelled General Mikhail Husseini, the Chechnyan Representative. "We aready tried that in Grozny after Russia fell! Half of my men were wiped out of existance!"

"Quiet!" yelled General al-Saud, the head of the group and representative from the Royal Families of Saudi Arabia. "We must continue our course as is. It has worked so far, and with the help of some of the Russian Defectors when their nation fell, we have actualy been able to culture some virus and chemical munitions. We need raids, and we need equipment to increase production. Saudi Arabia needs to be raided in order to get refinery equipment from the old wells. Then we can strike."

"But what of my people!" shouted King Fez of Morocco. "Every muslim in Morocco is being locked up!"

"Then we will free our brothers!" snapped back al-Saud. "Calm yourself! We will not fall, my brothers, we will prevail. The Terrans will never control us, for we will fight or die. Allahu Akhbar!"

The council repeated his chant, and adjourned, ready to fight or die in Allah's name.

"Well then, I'll have to make sure to watch out for you, can't have one of our best die" Holland told her as he turned to face her "I'll have my eye on you to Holland, I'm going to out score you in kills" she said smiling at him. Holland let out a brief chuckle "I'll out score you easily little missy" he said to her in playful tone. She got a little ticked off "Its not little missy, its Luna, and your not that older then me" she said snapping at him.

Holland smiled "you sure dont take a playful joke heh typical kids" it only got him ticked off more "why you!...... I'm not some little girl" she shouted at him. Holland began to laugh "you dont give up do you, well then, we will just have to see who has more score at the end of the Suez operation" he said as he turned around and started to talk away towards the door to the rest of the base "see you later...Luna" he said waving as he walked away. Luna let out a small laugh in amusment before also walking away.

((ooc: spit break whats the time line on your operation? i'm woundering i'f i'll have enough time to get involved... i'm not thinking i'll make it for the main strike but possable for one of the republics counter attacks. also i've notaced that no ones notaced that 1. Nordic command is gone and 2. one of there best pilots is missing with her Gundam... you'd think someone would notice))

OOC: Whew, I'm back. Well anyway New Kratana, Star is a key pilot of the Republic and public knowledge of her capture would be rather disconserting for the government. So it's only natural that little attention would be brought to this. Now onto the response...

IC: "If you feel that is the case, then I will fight to protect my homeland. You may view our attack may be as a barbaric raid, but many officers feel that we have brought freedom to many Russians today, and I'm sure those people feel the same way..." It was now obvious that Star did not wish to have a further discussion with Jacob so he turned around and began to leave. He left saying, "Just remember that your intentions at the border were not so peacful either. Good Night Lieutenant."

(OOC: Brazilam, I'm going to hold off on Nelson's reunion for a bit, since I don't know who your guys are or how thoroughly they want to explore my lovely dump :-D)

Alice Springs

Large floodlights shone on the swarm of protesters outside the space port, and their number had grown even larger. Plain-clothes operatives milling through the crowd were worried about the impending operation. If these people were drawn into it... he needed a plan, fast. Go time was creeping closer.

Inside the base, various maintenance buildings sat idle, completely ignored by the Terran soldiers. The Oceanics were friendly, after all, so no need to lock everything down. So it was painfully easy for a team of mechanics to enter key facilities one by one, and disable fail-safe equipment. Backup power for systems running the gambit from radar to refrigerators was cut.

The tower crews diligently made reports to the Terran staff sergeant posted there. He'd want to know the exercises were beginning. "Tracking a large squadron of oh-six Albatross, sir, heading north the to the training grounds."

"All right, keep and eye on them," he replied gruffly. He was bored. He hoped that damn referendum had been shot down by well-principled voters in later time zones, who made up the bulk of the population anyway. Then there would be some action - Indonesia wasn't going to conquer itself. And if the voters turned it down, a little show of force could get them to change their minds. It had worked before.

As soon as the lights were out, special forces could move in. They would handle the men on the ground while Albatross squadrons pummeled the Terran MS from the air. This scene would play itself out all over the Union... a few more seconds...

At power stations all over central Australia, lines were rerouted to cut the region off of the grid. All that was left was to power everything down. If Terran satellites were watching from space, they were about to see a cloud of darkness descend. Three... two... one...

"What the...." Terran soldiers heard the hum of the light towers disappear as they flickered out of existence. But they didn't kick back on like they should have. In fact, the entire port went black. Then the town did. It was now pitch black.

Special forces made their move. Gates with fewer guards were silently overrun. Others emerged from benign buildings, having shed their engineering getup. Maybe a hundred and fifty in all... plenty to assert control.

At the Alice Springs base, the second group of Albatross MS took flight. The first group would be bearing down on their targets within moments. In fact, missiles were already locked onto the confused MS, who now had to trust their instruments. And they had to learn fast, because the Albatross pilots were trained for this kind of mission...

OOC: That's alright Dancougar, it really wasn't meant as anything other than an assurance to let you know that I didn't forget about you. Feel free to use it to your liking or even brush it off if you'd like.

OOC: Oh no problem, I guess nobody wanted to play power politics ^_^ Okay, I'll dream something up for them.

OOC: currently we are on the same day we got the mobile suits I estimate the time to be 5pm Egypt time. at 7am tomorrow another shipment will arrive with the disassembled parts for four more MS squadrons. once transfered to the base they will assamble Bulldog two, the same after noon all three squadrons will load up and head for Suez, by 9pm it will be dark and then at 9:15pm the attack begins with the expected take over 1 hour later, at 10:30 prisoners will be confined to the base barracks.

11pm all forces begin digging in for the counter attack. Early the next morning reinforcement will arrive via ship including a little surprise for the counter attack forces. However the plan is basicly a surprise attack, republic never heard back from the team sent to investigate reports of mobile suits in my area, and they have know warning of the operation.

IC

Holland walked into the base mess hall it was dinner time after all. He loaded up on food and made sure there prisoner got his food before settling down at a table to eat. Then who should show up but Luna, she sat down right by him "hey Holland" she said greeting him "oh hey Luna" he said back. He seemed the two were becoming quite the friends as the quickly started a conversation as they ate.

Elsewhere, in the desert...

"Who am... what do you mean who am I?" the pilot shouted. "You remember, from the academy?" Nelson thought for a moment. The face and voice were familiar... but he couldn't quite place it. "You humiliated be in front of the girl you KNEW I had a crush on!"
The other soldier clasped his hand to his head and sighed. "You're on about this again...?"
Nelson still had a blank look on his face. "Doesn't really narrow it down..." he said, chuckling to himself. Ah, his younger days. Showing off the fine tropical ladies of the academy. He'd made quite a few enemies that way.
"Laku, remember?" the pilot shouted again. The other soldier was shaking his head, and Mervin was trying to stifle laughter.
"OH! Right, right..." Nelson said at last. "Timmy, or Jimmy something or other..." The pilot thrust his dog tags in Nelson's face. "Aaaaah... Timothy Theran... riiiiiight." He walked back into the break room. "Don't know any Tim Therans from the Terra Republic..."
"Damn it, Nelson, it's me!" Theran said. "You're forgetting on purpose."
"We have a job, you know..." the other pilot chimed in, but Theran shot him a cold look that shut him up.
"Well, it's working," mumbled Nelson, as he flopped back down on the couch where he'd been sleeping. There were quite a few bottles of Fosters lying nearby, and it wasn't difficult to guess what had happened to them. "Not my fault you joined up with... those guys..."
"Hey, the world is bigger than this place, and everyone'll see that soon," he sneered. "In the meantime, wake your ass up, we have things to talk about."
"No, we really don't..." Nelson groaned, rolling over.
"Yeah, we kind of do," Theran replied, dragging him into the floor. Nelson landed with a thud. "There's no way they'd assign someone like you to a dump like this if there wasn't serious shit going down over here. Geek squad's computer is a joke, and probably a cover. You must test some pretty sweet machines out back, my friend."
The other pilot stepped into the room. "It's as he says... Nelson Allblack. The Terran military recognizes you as the best pilot in this part of the world, and there's no way you'd be here without a good reason."
Nelson braced himself against the couch and pulled himself up. "Fine... you want a tour... I'll give you a tour..." He slipped on a pair of slippers and led them our the door. They emerged in a barren wasteland behind the facility. Only a few small buildings were visible, as well as a few rather large boulders. At the foot of one, the remains of what appeared to be a half-eaten wombat sat rotting. The Terrans tried to ignore the stench as Nelson took them around.
"I fly new suits now and then," Nelson said. "But only when the government brings 'em out. We don't really have any space for them, but the area's so empty that it's perfect for a lot of things they want to test. They had oh-sevens out here a week ago, maybe, with the new F-packs? Flies like a dream..." He stopped. "But you guys already got those specs, so unless you want to know how the cockpit smells, I can't help you."
"That's fine..." Theran's partner said. "What about these buildings back here?"
"Maintenance shed, outhouse," said Nelson, pointing to each. Theran's jaw dropped. "What, you think we get plumbing here? Sounds rough, but after a few bowls of Mervin's five alarm chili, it's your best friend in the world."
"Right..."
"So how do you power all this?"
"We got some solar cells up on the roof... generator in the shed..."
The two had seen enough. They went back to the front and got back in their jeep. "Well, enjoy the outback, man," yelled Theran. "I was going to get revenge for Laku, but looks like your country's doing a hella good job for me!" His partner pulled him into the jeep impatiently and they sped off down the long road back to civilization.
From the inside, Mervin and the guards watched them disappear into the horizon. "Underground's still safe..." mused the guard.
"Good thing, too," replied Mervin. "They're not going to be happy with Gentle Breeze. So we need to get him ready for his new machine..."

(OOC: Just to synch worldwide knowledge of events, which I think I've been screwing up for awhile now... midnight Alice Springs time is zero hour for what's going down over here, Egypt is seven hours behind me, so actually around 5 pm, that works, most of Scandinavia is an hour behind that, and Gibralter and Paris are an hour behind that. It's 10 AM in the District of Columbia...)

Alice Springs

The door to the barracks were flung open. Terran pilots were jarred awake but unable to move. They were immediately held down from behind with gun barrels parked at the base of their heads. A few tried to resist and were knocked to the ground with the butts of machine guns. "On the floor, on the floor, on the floor! You get down, you get home!"
The rooms weren't all hit at once. A few had time to collect their senses before doors were flung open by special forces. "GET ON THE FLOOR, NOW!"
"The @#$* is this?"
A scuffle broke out. Bullets hissed through the air from a silenced muzzle, dropping a few men to the ground. "I said DOWN!"

The control tower was likewise swept. The door to the central command room was kicked down and magazines clicked into place. "Nobody move, hands up, Terrans!" The staff sergeant complied immediately.

The Terrans at the fence heard the commotion and began drifting back in confusion. At the same time, Oceanic ops in the crowd fired bursts into the air. "They're shooting us!" one yelled above the screams.
Most protesters began to break at the first sound of gunfire. One knocked an operative to the ground. "What the hell?" he yelled, throwing a punch.
The op caught it. "We're faking it," he yelled above the commotion. "To get you out, airstrike's coming!" The young man was shoved aside, and he proceeded to run away with the crowd.
It was utter chaos. The Terrans inside the fence were now utterly confused, so they couldn't react properly when Union troops inside corralled them next.

The battle on the ground was over. Thirty three Terran casualties - three dead and thirty injured. Most had been rounded up without a scratch on them. Twenty Oceanic casualties - two dead, eighteen wounded. Most injuries were light enough to be shaken off.

Darwin Harbor

Dozens of lines whistled in the dark as men in black began crawling up the hull of a Republic destroyer at anchor. They reached the deck and crept inside. A few sentries were quietly knocked unconscious. Slowly they crept into the bowels of the ship, securing the bridge and other key points. Two men made their way to the captain's quarters and knocked loudly. There was a scramble on the other side and the door was opened in a panic. Then the captain panicked more as the two men stuck their guns in his grill.
"This ship is ours, captain, and unless you cooperate, we're keeping it. Get this and your allied ships out of our harbor, we don't care where you go. An escort fleet is waiting to take you to international waters. You have fifteen minutes to get this shit moving."

Bismarck Sea, north of New Guinea

A small contingent of Terran ships cut through the choppy waters after a long day of war games. Night exercises were the most taxing. A bright flash of line blew apart the night sky. A high-energy plasma beam had just rocketed past the side of the flagship. Ahead of the fleet, an Oceanic Leatherback dove back underwater and approached the vessels menacingly.
The captain slowly became aware that there were at least a dozen naval MS circling around his four ships, underwater and probably with torpedoes locked on. A pair of Oceanic cruisers were just coming on the scope. A hail from their captain: "Terran fleet, you are encroaching on Oceanic Union territorial waters. This is no drill. Alter course for Guam or you will be sunk. An escort will be provided."

Alice Springs

Missiles from the incoming Albatross squadrons struck their targets. Arms, legs, and the occasional cockpit were torn to pieces by the blast. The battlefield was now dimly lit by burning metal. The Terran MS fired back at the suits circling overhead. One line of Albatross MS banked hard and made another pass at the defenders with machine guns blazing. Several Terran MS suffered critical hits and went down. But the Union suits had revealed themselves and took several deadly rounds of fire. One badly hit Albatross screamed as it fell from the sky and exploded as it crashed into a shuttle hanger.
Most Albatross units stayed high and out of sight, preferring to pick their targets at their leisure and let a guided missile do the work. The Terran pilots, not used to fighting blind, fired wildly into the night sky. A few scored lucky hits, and a handful of others were composed enough to put up a decent fight. But the squadron was scattered and poorly organized. They were all but finished when the second wave of Albatross MS arrived with guns roaring.
Six Albatrosses lost, with ten more damaged but still functioning. The Terrans had lost thirty eight mobile suits, the remaining twenty five damaged. The port was in Union hands again.

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By 6 AM Alice Springs time, power was restored and the sunrise revealed the extent of the damage. The space port runways were badly torn up from shrapnel and collapsing mobile suits; only one was usable. A few buildings had been hit by stray fire. Miraculously, the damage had been contained to the port itself. Civilian areas were untouched.

Massive flatbed trucks were already hauling the destroyed and damaged Terran MS towards the northern coast, where barges were waiting to sail them to Guam. Armored vans carried the captured Terran pilots and soldiers to be likewise deported. The bodies of the dead were collected gingerly - these, too, would be sent north.

At 8 AM, with news of the strike already making its way around the world, Ronald Hawthorne appeared at Alice Springs and officially announced that continued Union presence in Oceania would be considered unlawful occupation. The people had voted overwhelmingly to reject the Republic, and as a result, the military took swift action to secure Oceanic territory from outside influences. The numbers of dead and wounded were released.

In the western desert...

"They won't sit still..." Mervin muttered, scrolling through various dispatches and reports. "I wonder if we can expect to do as well against a serious invasion force?" He closed the window as Nelson walked in. He was somewhat ready for the day. His shirt wasn't tucked in, nor buttoned; it flopped around lazily.
"Hey!" Nelson said. "I just heard the news, they said we..."
"Yeah, Operation Gentle Breeze, one of several plans to remove Terran occupants as quickly and effectively as possible."
"Wha... you knew?"
"You'd be surprised what I know," Mervin said. "And at what we're actually doing at this base."
"We went through this last night," he yawned. "There's nothing here."
"Not above ground," Mervin winked. The guards smiled knowingly as Nelson tried to understand what was happening. "Come on. Let's suit you up."

"If you feel that is the case, then I will fight to protect my homeland. You may view our attack may be as a barbaric raid, but many officers feel that we have brought freedom to many Russians today, and I'm sure those people feel the same way..." It was now obvious that Star did not wish to have a further discussion with Jacob so he turned around and began to leave. He left saying, "Just remember that your intentions at the border were not so peacful either. Good Night Lieutenant."

she listened as he walked and the door shut and locked. he was right she technicaly did attack first but that could be spun as a minor incident and glossed over it was the scandinavian assult on there base her kidnaping and the theft of the Darkstar that they would use as the reason for there own retaliation.
as she went over it in her head it started to sound more and more like what had happened in the Ukraine and what was happening in Chilie the congo Sri Lanka and the rest of the Asian Alliance. Was the Repiblic really that bad? the Oceanic Union and the European Federation where talking so thats good right people still want to join and if jacob was right and the people knew better then she was still right. she fell asleep on that note, things where looking up she was right again.

the change in the droan of the engins woke her from her sleep the slight changes signaling there where landing she rose and fixed her hair glancing over at the offerd flight suit she was half tempted to put it on but firmly stomped that idea she would have nothing doing with the united kingdom of scandinavia or its crown prince.
when she heard the lock click she stoold once again proud and defiant her faith shaken but still intact.

((ooc: spit break 2 days huh... i might just make it for the main attack deffinatly the counterstrike.))

Mervin led Nelson out back. Nelson looked around. It was the same dismal scene as before. "Guess," Mervin smiled. "Where's the hidden entrance?"
"You tell me, I've been in all these buildings, and even the broom closets are freakin' broom closets," Nelson replied.
Mervin walked over to the wombat boulder and coolly opened a panel. Nelson watched as he punched in a few keys. The boulder rumbled slightly and a hatch opened, revealing the top of a ladder. "Down we go," he said cheerfully, and he began climbing down. Nelson pinched himself to be sure and then followed. The hatch closed above him. Only a few dim lights lit the passageway as they lowered themselves. After about fifty feet, they came to a clearing, where a single elevator stood at the ready. They climbed in and descended further.
Nelson's eyes were pounded with a bright light as the elevator descended into the cavernous facility. As he adjusted, he made out the outline of a mobile suit. Machine work and keyboard tapping echoed through the hanger, and voices could be heard below. "Hold up a minute... " Nelson began as they touched down at the bottom. "This has always been here?"
"Of course," said Mervin. "The surface cover is absolutely incredible, you'd..."
Nelson grabbed the technical chief by the collar. "And you kept me up there why?"
"Because we couldn't have you just disappear off the face of the planet," replied Mervin. "The test flights and simulator training were all preparing you for this... well, for the most part."
"Maybe... " Nelson mumbled, letting go. "So you're not making some crazy MOS."
"No, we already have one," Mervin answered. "What you were using was actually a simulation of an OS running a combat simulation inside a simulated cockpit." Nelson just looked at him funny. "Never mind. The thing that annoys me the most is that i KNOW it works down here on the Ausnix boxes, but on freaking Galaxy..."
"Pro?" asked Nelson."
"Nah, Supreme."
"Really? Explains the blue screens...'
"Yeah."
The two now stood at the foot of the mobile suit. It was a tad more impressive than the models he'd flown before. Okay, scratch that, it was incredible. It looked graceful and agile, sturdy and tough... all at the same time. And it looked human. That was what had the biggest impact on him. (OOC: Specs posted on OOC board.) "You like it?" asked Mervin. "This is what you'll be using from now on."
Nelson ran his hands along the armored foot of the machine. "What kind of guns does this thing get?" he asked.
"Whatever you want," replied Mervin. "If it's used by our military, this thing can interface with it. And the F-pack you like so much? Full compatibility here, and any others we develop, too. This thing's one-size-fits-all."
"Youre serious..." said Nelson.
"It was designed with someone like you in mind," Mervin continued. "Someone with keen senses and heightened mental stamina. Someone who can use this system to fight as well as a Beta human, perhaps better." While that was certainly true, he didn't want to tell Nelson what had happened to the last guy who tested the thing. In fact, he almost didn't want to use it again. But as he and Nelson rode a lift up to the cockpit, he knew that it was the only way they could compete with the ace pilots of the Terran Republic. Beta Feedback System...

(OOC: Sleeep time)

The Drake Carrier had at last landed in Helsinki and the crew was boarding off of the ship. Helsinki was the second largest city in the Kingdom and had many technological marvels in its structures. This made it an ideal location for a combination of a military base and a civilian zone. The crew unloaded its squadron mobile suits and let off the Darkstar following them. The Darkstar was shipped from the base to the nearest airport to be ready to send Star and her mobile suit back home. Jacob and several guards followed him as they went to Star’s quarters. The door unlocked and Jacob saw her at attention but without the suit on, she obviously didn’t want to be indebted to him. Jacob told her, “Please follow us Lieutenant, you will be arriving at the Embassy to meet with the Terran ambassadors once they have finished discussing terms. It will only be an hour before it is done, and then you will be going home.”

The Drake Carrier had at last landed in Helsinki and the crew was boarding off of the ship. Helsinki was the second largest city in the Kingdom and had many technological marvels in its structures. This made it an ideal location for a combination of a military base and a civilian zone. The crew unloaded its squadron mobile suits and let off the Darkstar following them. The Darkstar was shipped from the base to the nearest airport to be ready to send Star and her mobile suit back home. Jacob and several guards followed him as they went to Star’s quarters. The door unlocked and Jacob saw her at attention but without the suit on, she obviously didn’t want to be indebted to him. Jacob told her, “Please follow us Lieutenant, you will be arriving at the Embassy to meet with the Terran ambassadors once they have finished discussing terms. It will only be an hour before it is done, and then you will be going home.”

oddly that didn't make her as happy as one would have thought... as uch as she hated him there was something about that anoying, super-polite, ever-calm, up-tight, self-rightous, pasifest that she couldn't shake. maybe it was there conversation last night or how he wasn't afraid of her or even dispite the fact that he knew she wanted him dead he was still nice to her.
"whats the status of the Darkstar?" she asked breaking the momentary silence "has anyone even bothered to fix it? or did you figure you'd give yourselves extra breathing space by making us do it?"
if it was just hydralic paralasis it could be eazly repaired and the fluid levels brought back to normal and that wouldn't be to hard even on an experemental model, any More sevear dammage might possably be out of there capabilities. she was even dieing to see how hard they tried to break her encryption codes not that she thought for a moment they would.

OOC: you got 1 actually in my last post my people were sitting down to dinner :P 24 hours to the attack

IC

Time passed by faster then it seemed it should have while Holland and Luna wer talking to each other. Before they knew it, the time was almost 7pm. They both started to laugh at how much time had passed "the time just disappears eh Holland" she said "yeah it does" he replied. They both stood up put there trays away and began to walk out "we better hit the hay early, going to be a long day, I have to escort in your MS and the others in my bulldog" he commented as they walked down the hallway "yeah I better get to sleep early too, I have to finish calibrating my MS, all the command models were in the first batch gave us some time to perfect the OS" she said to him.

"yeah it willl take me a bit to do that, there is not really to much wrong with it though" Holland told her as he prepared to turn the corner to go to his room "well good night Luna" he said turning the corner "night Holland" she responded.

"whats the status of the Darkstar?" she asked breaking the momentary silence "has anyone even bothered to fix it? or did you figure you'd give yourselves extra breathing space by making us do it?"
if it was just hydralic paralasis it could be eazly repaired and the fluid levels brought back to normal and that wouldn't be to hard even on an experemental model, any More sevear dammage might possably be out of there capabilities. she was even dieing to see how hard they tried to break her encryption codes not that she thought for a moment they would.

"Darkstar will be completed by the time you arrive. The damage to some of the hydralic paralysis will be finished shortly and the damage to your suit's major functions won't be too much to fix." This was as much as Jacob would reveal about the repairs, but he was far from willing to let her know about the self-destruct sequence and how she wouldn't be able to use it next time if she planned on using it.

Near the Hidden Pinghai base in China's Guangdong provence 10:15 local

he sat on a ridge peak above the town over looking the sea. evening was the best time to come up, it was calm up here, peacfull, a place where one could medatate whrer the cares of the world the wars the strugles couldn't rea-- *beep*
He sighed and reached for his radio
"Command, Jade Panther responding"
"so good of you to answer tong" came the friendly jibe
"your sister will be displeased you interupted me" he tossed back knowing Ly wouldn't take offence "so how may i serve the republic today?"
Ly chuckled "well we need you to report back to base we've been getting some disturbing reports from the Oceanic Union."
"I'm on my way" he quickly jumped up and hopped back into his flight suitquickly gathering the rest of his few belongings he made his way back to his Mobile suit
it stould there silent sentanel a testament to the will of the republic. he steped into the foot sling and was lifted into the cockpit where quickly stowing his gear he powered up the systems straping himself in as they came online the cockpit closing up around him. when the screans cleared of there start up dialoge and the targeting scanners apeard he switched to Quadraped mode. flooring the acellorator his mobile suit practacly lept off the side of the mountain bounding down it at an almost recless speed that most alphas wouldn't be able to handle.
crashing through smaller trees and leaping over larger bolders he made it down in record time switching to biped mode and skidding to a halt at the same time scareing the gate guard half to death.
after gaining admitance... and apologizing to the guard... he manovered his gundam to the masive lift and down into the underground hanger. the whole base was underground about 50Meters deep at its deepest alowing the covert development and construction of MS prototypes such as the Darkstar and Jade panther who knows what else. other than the gate and the lift the only other serface structures are the odd antena wich where hidden amoung the civilian structures directly above.

"ahh Lt. Xaing" Cnl. Lowe Greated him as he entered the command room "what do you make of this?" he passed tong a set of classified documents.
Tong quickly read through them absorbing all the information "Cnl. Lowe... we've been had" he tossed the folder back on the table it would apear that there talks were nothing more than i diversion to buy time to rally there peoples support... whoever planned this should be congradulated... then publicly shot." no need to let those kind of opposers run free.
"but why ship out forces off to guam? indonisia is closer" a major asked
"ecactly." Tong Stated "would you wanna reinforce an enamy base that was within striking distance?... i didn't think so. sir the repiblic can't afford to let this insult to her honor stand."
"that is precicly why you where summond here" Tong was handed another set of documents "your orders."
Tong read through the orders he was to assemble a small team and soften up a section of coastline to establish a beach head for the primary invasion.
"as we speak The Jade Panther is being loaded into a Orion transport bound for Guam where you will assemble your team. strength and leadership" Cnl. lowe saluted.
Tong returned the salute and marched from the room his orders in hand. it would be his first command assignment. he thought aboutwhat kind of specialtied he should include in his squad as he made his way to the hanger to join his Mobile suit in transport

Guam resuply base 02:05 local

He was delayedslighty by a storm between taiwan and the philippens but that was alright Oceana would wait for him. he had spent the flight going over the list of candidates for his squad and had finaly chosen the 6 aditional members 3 would be in the advanced gemini II series (slightly better armor and weapons nothing fancy) of MS as general perpose unit, 2 Sagitaris for fire support and an aries ariel suit for recon and suport.
it wasn't a large squad but it would get the job done recent reports said they where still using older MS it wouldn't take much to take them out ((ooc see no mention of nelsons new toy :) ))
the squad was loaded onto a drop ship wich headed for Djakarta in indonesia for refuling before turning south east again to Australia and there drop zone just west of port headland

((ooc: its 06:00 when they leave Djakarta so you got about 2 hours till there droped... :) ))

"Darkstar will be completed by the time you arrive. The damage to some of the hydralic paralysis will be finished shortly and the damage to your suit's major functions won't be too much to fix." This was as much as Jacob would reveal about the repairs, but he was far from willing to let her know about the self-destruct sequence and how she wouldn't be able to use it next time if she planned on using it.

she'd beleive that when she saw it and followed him out of the room and off the transport she was suddenly very cold and for a half second regreted not wearing the flightsuit but then remembered why and followed proud as she could while shivering in her pyjamas

((ooc: i just notaced but australia needs to gain another 7 hours then everything will line up nicely... just thought i'd mention it))

As the guards and Jacob walked Star towards the hover-limo, Jacob noticed that Star immeadietly started shivering. It was apparent she did not like the cold too much, nor used to it. Had she worn the suit she would have had less troubles, but Jacob did not want to see her remain this way. He undid his coat and placed it on her shoulders saying, "You need it more than I do." While continuing towards the vehicle.

OOC: Awww, aint that sweet?

As the guards and Jacob walked Star towards the hover-limo, Jacob noticed that Star immeadietly started shivering. It was apparent she did not like the cold too much, nor used to it. Had she worn the suit she would have had less troubles, but Jacob did not want to see her remain this way. He undid his coat and placed it on her shoulders saying, "You need it more than I do." While continuing towards the vehicle.

OOC: Awww, aint that sweet?

((ooc: just don't hold your breath waiting for a thank you she still hates you))

it was a welcom bit of chivalry in a cold heartless world and it anoyed her all the more nice. guys finish last and she planned on coming in a lap infront... besides hes so not my type.... now why the hell did i think that? she fumed as she took her seet quickly passing the coat back not wanting it for any longer than she needed it for

but it did have an interesting musky smell

((ooc: ya hate to love him and love to hate him is that how it goes?.... should have pulld the trigger when you had the chance))

OOC: I was joking around in the OOC comment, it depends on the course of events that happens through the story and if you think it's a good idea.

IC:

The hover-limo had finally reached the ambassador building and the four passengers quickly stepped into the building. The snow was blowing lightly today but it was still cold in the land of Scandinavia. The four went to the waiting room and Jacob entered his name into the computer to signal they had an appointment with the joint Scandinavian-Terran conference upstairs. They were given the password and went upstairs. There were chairs for the gaurds, Prince, and Pilot. The Gaurds saw the Scandinavian Ambassador step near the room and told them, "Greetings everyone. I hope that you haven't had much trouble getting here. I will begin the meeting as soon. He turned to Jacob and Star saying, "I would appreciate it if you would wait out here. We may call for either of you during the meeting." And went inside. It would be an hour before anything else would happen, and no one could tell if anything else out of the ordinary would.

OOC: I was joking around in the OOC comment, it depends on the course of events that happens through the story and if you think it's a good idea.

IC:

The hover-limo had finally reached the ambassador building and the four passengers quickly stepped into the building. The snow was blowing lightly today but it was still cold in the land of Scandinavia. The four went to the waiting room and Jacob entered his name into the computer to signal they had an appointment with the joint Scandinavian-Terran conference upstairs. They were given the password and went upstairs. There were chairs for the gaurds, Prince, and Pilot. The Gaurds saw the Scandinavian Ambassador step near the room and told them, "Greetings everyone. I hope that you haven't had much trouble getting here. I will begin the meeting as soon. He turned to Jacob and Star saying, "I would appreciate it if you would wait out here. We may call for either of you during the meeting." And went inside. It would be an hour before anything else would happen, and no one could tell if anything else out of the ordinary would.

((ooc: i'm game if you are... besides it would make her heroic death at the end just that much more touching))

she scanned the waiting room as they enterd looking for escape routs and things that could be made into makeshift weapons should she need to try and escape... it was standard training practace always look for a way out.
she sat in her assigned chair and stared at the wall across from her the cold stone and hard wood not helping her at all, sometimes being form LA was a bad thing.

((ooc: i'm game if you are... besides it would make her heroic death at the end just that much more touching))

she scanned the waiting room as they enterd looking for escape routs and things that could be made into makeshift weapons should she need to try and escape... it was standard training practace always look for a way out.
she sat in her assigned chair and stared at the wall across from her the cold stone and hard wood not helping her at all, sometimes being form LA was a bad thing.

OOC: I did have something like that in mind, except a bit different. Tg me if you're interested.

IC:
About half an hour into the meeting, the Scandinavian Ambassador stepped out and said, "Ms. Lynde, Lord Jacob, I wish for you both to enter if you would." Jacob stood up and entered the room and the gaurds made sure that Star followed.
The Terran Ambassador was across the room from a long table. He greeted in his thick Estonian accent, "Greetings Lieutenant Lynde, I would like to ask you a few questions." (OOC: Treat these questions as if he were asking them individually) He kept a voice pattern device hidden under the table and focused it on Star. He wanted to make sure she was not telling lies if the Scandinavians forced her to.
"Did your Gundam recieve heavy damage?"
"Did you undergo any torture during your captivity?"
"Did you show any signs of resistance towards your captors?"
"Did you tell the enemy any important information that would otherwise threaten our secruity?"

(OOC Kratna: I figured Guam was probably the closest thing you guys owned... I must have read the map wrong, I didn't think Terra owned Indonesia or Phillippines yet.)

Central Command

"They're moving, sir."
"What do we have?"
"Small fleet of Terran vessels en route from Jakarta, ETA two hours. Judging from these signatures, five vessels in all... two look like light carriers or landers... we estimate no more than eight or nine mobile suits on board."
"That's it?" The general chuckled. "I would've expected a sterner response after last night. Do we have anyone in the area?"
"Two cruisers with Leatherback escorts are moving in, they'll intercept in fifteen minutes."
"Blow 'em out of the water."

Indian Ocean, between Australia and Java

*whoop whoooooop* Alarms sounded on the Oceania patrol cruisers. There was the faint sight of enemy vessels on the horizon. The escorts must be light or they would have been fired upon by now.
"Terran vessels approaching, dead ahead, distance 4000."
"Fire a warning shot, and make it a long one. Let them know they're in our sights."
The forward guns aligned themselves and fired. Solid shot few into the distance. The attack easily cleared the Terran vessels before crashing into the sea.

"They probably have naval suits... Lt. Xiang, what should we do?"
Xiang grabbed his helmet and walked calmly towards the mobile suit bay. "Leave them to me," he said.
"But we can use the Geminis..."
"I want to scare them a little," Xiang smiled. "Show them what one suit can do."

"They're not responding, sir."
"Leatherbacks, forward. Engage and destroy the enemy fleet!"
The eight pilots responded with an enthusiastic "Roger!" and shot forward. It would only take a minute to get a good torpedo bearing.
"Reaction from the forward lander, sir!" Indeed, the Terran ship's bay doors were opening, and a single mobile suit rose to the deck. "What the..."

OMG Secret Underground Base!

"Hey... looks like Terra's moving." Off in its own little corner of the facility, a pair of watchful operators kept an eye on the outside world. Military reports were streaming in. "Sweet, I got a feed from one of the ships."
"Put it up." Their faces grew concerned when the saw the grainy pictures of the mobile suit staring down the Oceanic vessels. "Oh sh... Mervin needs to see this!"

[ OOC: lunch break over, back to work )-: ]

OOC: I did have something like that in mind, except a bit different. Tg me if you're interested.

IC:
About half an hour into the meeting, the Scandinavian Ambassador stepped out and said, "Ms. Lynde, Lord Jacob, I wish for you both to enter if you would." Jacob stood up and entered the room and the gaurds made sure that Star followed.
The Terran Ambassador was across the room from a long table. He greeted in his thick Estonian accent, "Greetings Lieutenant Lynde, I would like to ask you a few questions." (OOC: Treat these questions as if he were asking them individually) He kept a voice pattern device hidden under the table and focused it on Star. He wanted to make sure she was not telling lies if the Scandinavians forced her to.

she followed into the office and saluted looking ridiculous in her pyjama's. she caught the slight motion that ment he had reached for comething that was hidden under the desk and assumed it was a recorder to record there conversation.

"Did your Gundam recieve heavy damage?"

"The darkstar sufferd from hydralic paralisis due to a severd tube in the shoulder. i am unaware of any other significant dammage"

"Did you undergo any torture during your captivity?"

does haveing your faith in your nation shaken count?" "no sir"

"Did you show any signs of resistance towards your captors?"

"yes sir i did" she sounded almost proud of that fact "if it wasn't for there guards they'd be short an heir right now" it was a mater of fact statememnt and she ment every word of it

"Did you tell the enemy any important information that would otherwise threaten our secruity?"

"no sir" she waited to see if he had more questions

((ooc: TG'd))

Response to New Kratna's previous post

IC: "Very good..." The Ambassador said. He read the device under the table and found that Star had told the truth for each question, but seemed a bit shaky on a certain one. The second question was answered with her speaking truthfully, but it was hard to tell if she didn't know the answer or she was trying to resist saying something. He turned to the Prince and asked, "Lord Jacob, can you confirm that what Lieutenant Lynde speaks is true?"
Jacob answered, "Yes Ambassador. I did nothing to harm her." The Ambassador looked down at his device and saw that he was speaking the truth.
It was confirmed, "Lieutenant Lynde is trying to not admit something..." The Ambassador thought to himself. "Very well, Lieutenant Lynde the conditions have been laid clear. You will remain away from Scandinavian borders and the Scandinavians will not ravage anymore cities. Does that sound fair to you?"

(OOC Kratna: I figured Guam was probably the closest thing you guys owned... I must have read the map wrong, I didn't think Terra owned Indonesia or Phillippines yet.)

Indian Ocean, between Australia and Java

*whoop whoooooop* Alarms sounded on the Oceania patrol cruisers. There was the faint sight of enemy vessels on the horizon. The escorts must be light or they would have been fired upon by now.
"Terran vessels approaching, dead ahead, distance 4000."
"Fire a warning shot, and make it a long one. Let them know they're in our sights."
The forward guns aligned themselves and fired. Solid shot few into the distance. The attack easily cleared the Terran vessels before crashing into the sea.

"They probably have naval suits... Lt. Xiang, what should we do?"
Xiang grabbed his helmet and walked calmly towards the mobile suit bay. "Leave them to me," he said.
"But we can use the Geminis..."
"I want to scare them a little," Xiang smiled. "Show them what one suit can do."

"They're not responding, sir."
"Leatherbacks, forward. Engage and destroy the enemy fleet!"
The eight pilots responded with an enthusiastic "Roger!" and shot forward. It would only take a minute to get a good torpedo bearing.
"Reaction from the forward lander, sir!" Indeed, the Terran ship's bay doors were opening, and a single mobile suit rose to the deck. "What the..."


((ooc: your right my bad but it works either way oh btw Xiang is PC the rest is NPC i won't get all pissy about it but just a note :) ))

the jade panther rose from the bowels of the carrier in quardaped mode its twin Heavy beam cannons charged and ready to fire flares shining at there tips signaling this.
"surender and you'll not be harmed" he didn't have to say what the other option was his mobile suit was doing that

meanwhile flight pods where being preped for the gemini's and the aries moved in to position waiting for the lift.

Response to New Kratna's previous post

IC: "Very good..." The Ambassador said. He read the device under the table and found that Star had told the truth for each question, but seemed a bit shaky on a certain one. The second question was answered with her speaking truthfully, but it was hard to tell if she didn't know the answer or she was trying to resist saying something. He turned to the Prince and asked, "Lord Jacob, can you confirm that what Lieutenant Lynde speaks is true?"
Jacob answered, "Yes Ambassador. I did nothing to harm her intentionally." The Ambassador looked down at his device and saw that he was speaking the truth.
It was confirmed, "Lieutenant Lynde is trying to not admit something..." The Ambassador thought to himself. "Very well, Lieutenant Lynde the conditions have been laid clear. You will remain away from Scandinavian borders and the Scandinavians will not ravage anymore cities. Does that sound fair to you?"

((ooc: "I did nothing to harm her intentionally." nice wording :D ))

"yes sir" actualy it was more like mud why was everyone so egar to get her out oh here "sir if i may, what is to happen to me and the darkstar? last i saw nordic command was destroyed."

((ooc: "I did nothing to harm her intentionally." nice wording :D ))

"yes sir" actualy it was more like mud why was everyone so egar to get her out oh here "sir if i may, what is to happen to me and the darkstar? last i saw nordic command was destroyed."

OOC: Yeah... heh... better fix that.

IC: "Ah yes, according to the President's orders, you will be assigned to a new command station. You will be heading for Athens after you've stopped in Estonia for a bit. After that, you will meet with Captain Victor Crofton and you will be awaiting further orders from him." He finished with a statement as if he were suggesting something, "I am certain that a pilot as capable as yourself can easily recover her pride with a few more victories..."

OOC: There you go, now you have a chance to see the Suez... That was what you wanted right?

OOC: Yeah... heh... better fix that.

IC: "Ah yes, according to the President's orders, you will be assigned to a new command station. You will be heading for Athens after you've stopped in Estonia for a bit. After that, you will meet with Captain Victor Crofton and you will be awaiting further orders from him." He finished with a statement as if he were suggesting something, "I am certain that a pilot as capable as yourself can easily recover her pride with a few more victories..."

OOC: There you go, now you have a chance to see the Suez... That was what you wanted right?

((ooc: like he said... afew victories and look a loyal repulblican to help here there to))

"yes sir" she saluted again "thank you sir" she turned and walked out of the room waiting for jacob or someone to show here to her MS and somebody better haf a proper republic flight suit there ready for her. she did not wanna have to go all the way to athens in a her pyjama's or worse a scandanavian suit

((ooc: may i sugest nuking/bombing the city when we leave.. it would be a good way to get jacob abroad just a thought that and it would cover alot of loose ends up to you))

IC: About seven and a half minutes after Star left the room, Jacob left as well. He told her, "We shall now be headed for the Airport for you to leave Lieutenant. Please follow me." Star, Jacob, and the two gaurds left the waiting room and headed for the hover-limo parked outside the door. After a short drive, they were outside and Jacob offered Star his coat. "It will be a while before the Terran Transport arrives, you'd best wear this."

OOC: I think I'll try bombing the place as soon as Star leaves the city, it just makes more sense to me. That was what you had in mind right New Kratna?

IC: About seven and a half minutes after Star left the room, Jacob left as well. He told her, "We shall now be headed for the Airport for you to leave Lieutenant. Please follow me." Star, Jacob, and the two gaurds left the waiting room and headed for the hover-limo parked outside the door. After a short drive, they were outside and Jacob offered Star his coat. "It will be a while before the Terran Transport arrives, you'd best wear this."

OOC: I think I'll try bombing the place as soon as Star leaves the city, it just makes more sense to me. That was what you had in mind right New Kratna?

((ooc: yes it is and you can drop the "new" part of me name))

she accepted the coat only because she knoew it hadent warmed up that and it still had musky scent that was a pecular mix of lether and fur with what could only be his cologne.
as soon as she saw the heavy truck pull up with the dark star she dashed out of the limo and over to the hanger where they where going to store it untill the transport plane arived.
she shoved a thechie aside who had started to explain what a wounderfuly complex machine it was and climbed up the side ladder and over onto the cockpit. she entered the 4 diget open sequence and hopped in starting up the main computer well lets see how far they got

"WOOOAAH!" The technician Ove fell over as Star pushed him off the Darkstar.
"Ove, is that the pilot of that thing?"
"Ughh... Yeah it is. That's Lt. Star Lynde."

The Gundam's main computer read: MAIN FUNCTIONS OPTIMAL

The Scandinavians did indeed repair her Gundam's armor and rubbed out the scratchs, the only thing they did not do was put in ammunition, though the ammo she did not use from last time was still available.

"WOOOAAH!" The technician Ove fell over as Star pushed him off the Darkstar.
"Ove, is that the pilot of that thing?"
"Ughh... Yeah it is. That's Lt. Star Lynde."

The Gundam's main computer read: MAIN FUNCTIONS OPTIMAL

The Scandinavians did indeed repair her Gundam's armor and rubbed out the scratchs, the only thing they did not do was put in ammunition, though the ammo she did not use from last time was still available.

as she ran through the systems tearing down her encryption codes along the waythe weapons status suprised her. she would have striped the ammo for the machine before giving it back another black mark for the scandivavians she finaly brought up the hydralics the flashed error for a second the returned to normal as the system updated. the left it running and climbed out walking over to the dammaged shouolder jopint and began inspecting it.
the patchwork was adequit but it remained to be seen if it would move properly without a refit.

"Is there something I missed in there Ms. Lynde?" Ove questioned. Jacob saw Star inspecting her Gundam. She obviously wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Outside the air runways

A Terran Transport Plane landed outside and a man stepped out backed by two gaurds. This was General Jefferson Crofton himself. He was assigned to see Star to Estonia and then head back to Paris as soon as possible. Why such an important man would personally pick up Star was a mystery to some, but he had his reasons. He questioned one gaurd, "Have the units made their positions yet?"
The gaurd searched the computer and said, "Yes sir. They are outside radar range and will be ready to strike."
The general responded, "Perfect. Be ready to give the order when we leave."
"Yes sir."
Jefferson walked towards the Gundam Hangar and stepped inside. He saw the Darkstar and Star up top. He questioned, "Do Darkstar's repairs meet your satisfaction Lieutenant?"

"Is there something I missed in there Ms. Lynde?" Ove questioned. Jacob saw Star inspecting her Gundam. She obviously wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Outside the air runways

A Terran Transport Plane landed outside and a man stepped out backed by two gaurds. This was General Jefferson Crofton himself. He was assigned to see Star to Estonia and then head back to Paris as soon as possible. Why such an important man would personally pick up Star was a mystery to some, but he had his reasons. He questioned one gaurd, "Have the units made their positions yet?"
The gaurd searched the computer and said, "Yes sir. They are outside radar range and will be ready to strike."
The general responded, "Perfect. Be ready to give the order when we leave."
"Yes sir."
Jefferson walked towards the Gundam Hangar and stepped inside. He saw the Darkstar and Star up top. He questioned, "Do Darkstar's repairs meet your satisfaction Lieutenant?"

"sir!" she saluted the general "she looks to be in good repair and the systems check out but i won't know for sure untill i get her moving again"
a general she expected a Major or even a Conel but not a general something else was going on first the abortive order to paris now a general comes and gets her to escort her to athens... someone wanted her out of here cause someone pulled alot of strings to get her released with her gundam.
She shut down the system and closed up the cockpit before climbing down. she purposfuly ran into jacob before standing by the general
"load it up!" she orderd the technitians the turned and started walking to the waiting plane and hopefuly a flight suit

The Darkstar was brought under the plane and was hooked onto the grips. The plane was ready to depart whenver it was needed. Crofton told Jacob, "Your nation has done quite a chivalrous act young Prince. Never before has a nation triumphed over one of our finest and willingly returned them to the Republic."
Jacob answered, "Thank you General. I hope it serves as a gesture that might change the Republics attitude towards foreign policy."
Crofton answered, "Ah yes, well there's always a chance that could change Lord Jacob." Crofton began. He started talking as if he were making a proposal to Jacob. "If you were somehow offered a fine deal of giving your services to our Republic, do you believe you would consider it?"
Jacob answered, "No General. I would never betray my people."
Jefferson nodded and said, "Very well. I do hope we meet again. Good day young Prince." and stood at salute.
Jacob stood to salute and responded, "Very well General. Lieutenant, it has been an honor meeting with you."
Jefferson then started walking back to the plane and Star followed.

04:00 Zulu

It was a warm night, most of the base was tucked in nice and quiet. There were guards on duty and a few mechanics nothing major like in the day time. However the base had automated defences to protect at night and day. Usually at this time the night guard rotated for the last time, night guard went off at six in the morning and the morning rotation moved in. It was going to be a great day for them all, soon the morning sun would rise or as some called it, the rising Phoenix.

OOC: Let me start it up. I hope that VVVV this is fine...


IC:

Nearby Mobile Suit base in Brasilia

Alarms blared as Zaku I's roared to life. Accompanied by Gouf mobile suits, this army group would eliminate all resistance in the remaining areas of South America.

Washington D.C.

President Brendon Sage stepped up to the podium outside of the Capitol Building and began his speech concerning the recent aggressions in South America.

"These Rebels must and will be defeated! For too long have these 'punks' made guerilla runs, hitting our government buildings and mobile suits. We will NOT tolerate such actions. Long live the Terran Republic!"


OOC: Can I be the Principality of Zeon... :) Will there be space fighting?

OOC: Hey Maldorians, nice to see you've got an IC post up. Anyway, do you mean you wish to rp as both the Principality of Zeon and the Republic? Feel free to use the styles though, it adds to the variety of Gundams in this Universe. And yes, there will be some space battles if we can squeeze them in. Oh, and did you check out the speech I made for you to check out? Clicky (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12884871&postcount=78)

The Darkstar was brought under the plane and was hooked onto the grips. The plane was ready to depart whenver it was needed. Crofton told Jacob, "Your nation has done quite a chivalrous act young Prince. Never before has a nation triumphed over one of our finest and willingly returned them to the Republic."
Jacob answered, "Thank you General. I hope it serves as a gesture that might change the Republics attitude towards foreign policy."
Crofton answered, "Ah yes, well there's always a chance that could change Lord Jacob." Crofton began. He started talking as if he were making a proposal to Jacob. "If you were somehow offered a fine deal of giving your services to our Republic, do you believe you would consider it?"
Jacob answered, "No General. I would never betray my people."
Jefferson nodded and said, "Very well. I do hope we meet again. Good day young Prince." and stood at salute.
Jacob stood to salute and responded, "Very well General. Lieutenant, it has been an honor meeting with you."
Jefferson then started walking back to the plane and Star followed.

the engine's spun up as the general and star borded the plane the guards following close behind. there was a flight suit laid out on an empty chair. she grabed it and retired to the rest room to change.
a seat as the plane taxied to the runway.

"Hmmm... Such a sad thing to see such a fine pilot be destroyed... He could have been a great soldier for our cause..." General Crofton thought to himself. He picked up the communications phone and spoke into it saying, "Captain, it is time. You may now commence the attack." It was only a matter of time before the city of Helsinki was under attack. "But then again, he was Scandinavian... That does make him foolish..." He got out a folder and a box that he would present to Star as soon as she came out of the dressing room.

Helsinki

Ove questioned, "So where are you off to now Jacob?"
Jacob couldn't fully answer and said, "I don't know. I suppose it's back to Kitee Base so that I can make a report and maybe get in some more assignments."
They would have had more of a real conversation, but the problem were the missiles heading towards the city. A soldier shouted, "Incoming missiles! Evacuate the city immeadietly!" Missiles started falling down on Helsinki and people were fleeing in masses from the mass destruction. What made things worse were the Mobile Suits that had arrived. Fourty Gemini IIs began storming the city, while being led by another strange Mobile Suit.
Ove exclaimed, "Jacob! We must get out of here!"
Jacob answered, "Only if we are to reach the others to fight these things! Lead the way to the Gundam Hangars!"
They ran towards the military base where the Viking Units came out and began attacking the Gemini IIs. Jacob was now in command of Viking Unit 04 of no particular squadron. The fighting then began...

OOC: Add that to his speech. Just to tired to do anything good right now.... XD


IC:

The South American Army group began engaging in whatever defense that the 'rebels' had. Gouf mobile suits opened fire upon anything or anyone in their way with their built-in finger machine guns. Lieutenant Ramba Ral, a cunning and experienced officer, led the attack in his own personal MS-07B Gouf. Slashing enemy gundams with his electrified whip, Lieutenanat Ral and his group were much more superior than the 'rebels' by the means of firepower and intelligence.

OOC: That is IC

Indian Ocean

"Incoming message from the enemy pilot, sir! He advises we surrender."
The captain laughed at his opponent's perceived arrogance. "What's he going to do with a single surface unit? Clear the Leatherbacks to attack. And tell them to torp the hell out of his lander first."
The Leatherback pilots received the command to engage and got on their final alignment. Burying eight torpedoes in the hull of a single ship was overkill, but they weren't going to be made fools of. At 500 meters away, they fired. Salvos from the patrol cruisers joined them, splashing down hard near the Terran ships. No hits, though...
The captain smiled as he waited for the Terran pilot to react. "He's got nothing after all," he mused.

OMG Secret Base!

"So these are the buggers that got out of Guam under our watch... we sent so many of their guys heading in that we missed these ones coming out." Mervin looked at the grainy photos the operators had pulled from the feed. "And to sent one of those right away... I guess the Terrans mean business after all. We don't have specs, do we?"
"No, sir," the first operator replied. "It looks similar to the one that appeared in Scandinavia, although we lost track of it awhile ago."
Mervin frowned and handed the printouts back. "Those guys have no idea what they're up against... he'll mop them up and then hit the coast. Any idea where?"
"No, they actually seemed to divert their course when it became apparent we were tracking them."
"So they were actually looking for a fight... that's probably worse than regular retaliation," Mervin mumbled. He turned back to the MS construction dock, where Nelson was going over the systems with a few technicians. Live ammo was being loaded into the head guns, and diagnostics were being hurriedly run on the F-pack they'd mounted the night before. He knew that they'd have to fight fire with fire. "Get the external boosters ready," ordered a nearby mechanic. "G-Two's launching in thirty minutes."
"You're sending it out before a dry run?" cried the second operator. "Man... there's crazy, and then there's CA-RAZY."
"We have no other options. If this thing is allowed to run amok on the shore, we're going to lose a major base or two before we overwhelm it. And he's probably got awesome wingmen if there's only two landing craft, which makes things worse. We need to get Western Command on high alert."

Central Command

"Dolphin Nine has engaged the Terran infiltration fleet south of Java, we'll monitor their progress from here." The general staff meeting commenced. "In the meantime, we had other matters to discuss."
"The mobile suits and men we rounded up last night depart for Guam this evening, although we can't be sure how far we'll get before the situation changes. Guam is currently overloaded and likely can't handle the influx of ships and men we placed on it."
"We believe the best course of action would be to launch a surprise attack with Leatherback mobile suits during the delivery. We can bottle up their harbor and wipe out a significant portion of their Pacific fleet. This would hamper their ability to operate in the region for at least three to four weeks."
"In which time we can gear up production of the oh-sevens and refit the oh-threes."
"Precisely. We can probably hide the suits from sonar detection by having them approach under the delivery barges. The suits themselves can be drawn from the halo of ships currently at sea on escort and recon duty."

"Hmmm... Such a sad thing to see such a fine pilot be destroyed... He could have been a great soldier for our cause..." General Crofton thought to himself. He picked up the communications phone and spoke into it saying, "Captain, it is time. You may now commence the attack." It was only a matter of time before the city of Helsinki was under attack. "But then again, he was Scandinavian... That does make him foolish..." He got out a folder and a box that he would present to Star as soon as she came out of the dressing room.

Helsinki

Ove questioned, "So where are you off to now Jacob?"
Jacob couldn't fully answer and said, "I don't know. I suppose it's back to Kitee Base so that I can make a report and maybe get in some more assignments."
They would have had more of a real conversation, but the problem were the missiles heading towards the city. A soldier shouted, "Incoming missiles! Evacuate the city immeadietly!" Missiles started falling down on Helsinki and people were fleeing in masses from the mass destruction. What made things worse were the Mobile Suits that had arrived. Fourty Gemini IIs began storming the city, while being led by another strange Mobile Suit (I hope to give Kulikovia a bit of a purpose, so I'll leave it at that).
Ove exclaimed, "Jacob! We must get out of here!"
Jacob answered, "Only if we are to reach the others to fight these things! Lead the way to the Gundam Hangars!"
They ran towards the military base where the Viking Units came out and began attacking the Gemini IIs. Jacob was now in command of Viking Unit 04 of no particular squadron. The fighting then began...

Star exited the room now properly dressed. the flight suit wasn't wxactly her size but it would do for now her eyes caught the sight of the box and folder but she showed no reaction as it didn't meen anything to her yet.
the city suddenly erupted in explosive light and somewhere inside a small part of her died. she staired in shock as the city was turned to rubble

"Lieutenant, Command has ordered me to give this to you." General Crofton said as Star noticed the destruction. He first handed her the small box, within it was a badge that read: Captain Star Lynde. He would show her the folder as soon as she had her opportunity to view it.

Unknown Location
"A pity..." Xenocide said, "We were unlucky, simply unlucky. Had that force not been heading for their patrol zone at that particular time... we would have killed the Crown Prince of Scandinavia."

Marshal Herring could only remain silent... suddenly, a nearby machine began to spit out paper. Xenocide leaned over a ripped the sheet out of the machine.

"Ah... Operation Down to Earth is ready to go." Xenocide said.

"Finally..." Herring said, "Those delays with the fusion reactor were really unnerving."

"Indeed... but now its time for the people of this planet to learn that the future of Humanity lays not in covered stations in the middle of space." Xenocide said, "Begin."

Somewhere in the Sahara Desert, former nation of Libya

The weapon was too big to be fired from underground. Instead, a special warehouse had been converted to hold it. Then once the time was right a platform would elevate the missile to above ground upon which the initial rocket would fire.

"Standbye... T-Minus 2 minutes to launch." A voice said... a female voice.

That was Commander A-21, mainly called Commander Noverik. The various maitnence robots around the missile suddenly raced away as the platform began to move.

Above ground, a giant door slid open. There was currently a blinding sandstorm in the area, which would help obscure the launch... for awhile.

When the missile was halfway out of the hangar, the boxes boomed again:

"T-Minus 1.1 minutes to launch."

A 50 seconds later, the missile had fully raised itself out of the hangar.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one-LAUNCH!"

With a roar, the initial rocket engine of the missile, which was as big as a Saturn-V, ignited.

The missile shot upwards, the rocket trail could be seen as far east as the Suez and as far West as the Algerian/Libyan border.

The missile was soon outside of the Earth's Atmosphere, at which point, seperation took place. The missiles initial rocket engine fell away and a onboard fusion reactor in the main stage ignited. The fusion reactor concentrated the excess of radiation and heat towards the opposite direction. Thus the missile began its long journey to its primary target: Space Colony L2.

Its payload?

A 100 megaton warhead.

Indian Ocean

"Incoming message from the enemy pilot, sir! He advises we surrender."
The captain laughed at his opponent's perceived arrogance. "What's he going to do with a single surface unit? Clear the Leatherbacks to attack. And tell them to torp the hell out of his lander first."
The Leatherback pilots received the command to engage and got on their final alignment. Burying eight torpedoes in the hull of a single ship was overkill, but they weren't going to be made fools of. At 500 meters away, they fired. Salvos from the patrol cruisers joined them, splashing down hard near the Terran ships. No hits, though...
The captain smiled as he waited for the Terran pilot to react. "He's got nothing after all," he mused.

you were warned my honour is intact Tong though as he opened fire on the cruiser raking the beams fore and aft. he moved forwards off the lift to clear it for the aries to take off. the aries pilot rocketed into the air strafing the second cruiser with its twin blasters the gemini's launched on there flight pods and targeted the cruisers as well. there was little chance they would servive. if tongs now recharging cannons didn't do the job the barrage from above would finish them of.
humm... power consumption is a little high he quickly entered afew commands on his keypad lets see if that helped he fired again.

"Lieutenant, Command has ordered me to give this to you." General Crofton said as Star noticed the destruction. He first handed her the small box, within it was a badge that read: Captain Star Lynde. He would show her the folder as soon as she had her opportunity to view it.

her eyes went wide when she saw the badge and carefully lifted it out of the small box she was being promoted and if her memory was corect (and it usualy was) that made her the youngest captain in the history of the republic or the world for that matter.
"sir... i'm honourd. i don't know what to say" now she really wanted to know what was in the folder her mind momentarialy distracted from the carnage behind them.

05:59 Zulu

The night watch was about to go off when they noticed a light in the sky heading up "hey what is that?" one ask the other "Missile launch, heading away from us no need to worry" the other responded. The other relaxed a little bit as he started to head inside "still I don't like the idea of missiles flying over my head" he added. They passed the guys that were on first morning watch "any thing to report?" they asked as they stopped in the middile of the hanger "missile launch to the west a few seconds ago, headed into orbit nothing to worry about" the night watchmen said.

"alright, cya later" the head of the morning watch said to them as he started walking again. Morning watch doubled from the night watch as thats when there activities started.

"I think you might have some idea after you've read this report" Jefferson said. "My son, Captain Victor, has ordered the Alexandria Mobile Suit Base on alert and will be assisting you in that mission. Be sure to review it and be prepared for when you arrive in Athens." The folder contained a layout of the mission she would be going one next. It showed a map of Egypt and how there was suspected growing activity in the region and it was her job to take the Athens Forces and investigate.

"I think you might have some idea after you've read this report" Jefferson said. "My son, Captain Victor, has ordered the Alexandria Mobile Suit Base on alert and will be assisting you in that mission. Be sure to review it and be prepared for when you arrive in Athens." The folder contained a layout of the mission she would be going one next. It showed a map of Egypt and how there was suspected growing activity in the region and it was her job to take the Athens Forces and investigate.

she studied the documents on the short hop to tallin in Estonia where the general and his staff diembarked.
it apeared while she was busy playing with jacob someone else was haveing a little fun aswell missing convoys missing scout squads several pilots KIA and one MIA with his mobile suit,oddly no name was listed.
it was starting to look like someone didn't want the republic to know what they were doing but there was only valubal target in that regon and that was there supply base at the mediteranian mouth of the canal that suplied all of there african operations. if they lost that base there operations in afica would grind to a hault within a mounth.

((ooc: any final coments from the general or shall i continue?))

OOC: Unless you want to ask him anything, feel free to continue.

06:30 Zulu

Holland awoke from his sleep dazed, he got in uniform and began his morning operations, he had to calibrate his OS. So he walked to the hanger, he had to look over the tranfer of the rest of the mobile suits in a hour it didn't give him much time to work. By the time he got every thing done and got to his suit it was 6:45.

There was only 45 minutes untill the transported docked in the harbor and they had to be there when it docked. He quickly jumped in his suit and began typing away to modify the OS for desert combat, currently it was only working at 75% with the right midifications it would work at 100% if not more. So he rushed to work only had so much time before he had to head out.

she studied the documents on the short hop to tallin in Estonia where the general and his staff diembarked.
it apeared while she was busy playing with jacob someone else was haveing a little fun aswell missing convoys missing scout squads several pilots KIA and one MIA with his mobile suit,oddly no name was listed.
it was starting to look like someone didn't want the republic to know what they were doing but there was only valubal target in that regon and that was there supply base at the mediteranian mouth of the canal that suplied all of there african operations. if they lost that base there operations in afica would grind to a hault within a mounth.

((ooc: any final coments from the general or shall i continue?))

she thanked the general and read more into the details of her mission as the transport preped to take of again


To: Cpt. Star Lynde
from: Terran High Command

Mission profile:
recent reports coming out of suez supply base in egypt show an increse in rebal activity your mision is to investagate these reports and if neccisary defend the base with the asistance of Cpt. Victor Crofton forces, eliminate these rebals, and there base of operations.

General Marcus Grey
Terran High Command



she checked the time and distance to athens and calculated that they would arive at Grecian Command at 11:15 she took the time to go over the satalite photoes to familerize her self to the terrain

((ooc: spit break theres my time stamp to athens it will realign us nicly... i'll just have to follow your time stamps to keep up :) ))

OOC: well with my knowing of longistics, you wont be at Suez will the day after the attack, once you land you will have to meet up with the good captain, discuss the situation and plan a mission that will take several hours and most operations are not planned on the spot, its usually in advanced.


Holland almost got side tracked when he looked at the clock, 70:10am, he stopped all his calibrating for desert warfare (he was done any way). He closed the hatch and moved his suit out of the hanger, as he left he put on a head set for communication. As soon as he was clear of the hanger he switched out of mobile suit mode, making a run for the town, the suit was preforming even better then before, it had much more grip in the sand.

He reached the town at 7:27am, three minutes before the cargo ship docked, he could already see it pulling up to the dock "All perimeter teams report in" he said over the comm line "Alpha no movement" , "bravo nothing here" , "charlie all clear here", "delta looks like we are clear" came the reports. Holland sat in his cockpit looking over the town "Base this is Holland, anything on the new sensors?" he asked "nothing within 500 kilmeters of the base, we are in the clear" they said.

Holland sat there relaxeds as the transfer of goods from the ships began, food and other goods for the town, food and the mobile suits for them. Four disassembled squadrons were on the ships, easier and quicker to transport, and fast to assemble. The mechanics at the base said the 4th squadron would be ready by morning, and the rest soon after.

OOC: So it's already around mid-morning next day after my midnight raid, I think that puts me an hour or two ahead of people, though I can roll back if needed.

IC:

Indian Ocean

Shrapnel flew through the bridge from strafing fire and metal was melted right off the hull by the enemy's long-range cannon. A precision strike from that far away... with beam weaponry!! The captain's crew would pay for his misjudgment with their lives. "Return fire! Activate CIWS!" he yelled above the roar of mobile suits zooming overhead. The CIWS systems were overwhelmed... the aerial MS were too fast to be targeted, and the guns were quickly eliminated with pinpoint fire from above.

The Aries pummeled the other cruiser and struck a fatal blow by hitting the forward powder magazine. A massive fireball erupted and the vessel was consumed. A shockwave rippled across the water from the force of the explosion.

Tong took careful aim and fired a second beam. The cruiser's captain watched helplessly as the light grew brighter and brighter... Right on target. The bridge was vaporized instantly. Gemini gunfire pierced the weakened deck and found it's magazine, blowing the rest of the ship sky high.

Tong felt his platform shake and the Leatherback torpedoes hit home. The ship he was using for support no longer had a bottom.

The Leatherback pilots were in shock. The signals from the surface had vanished. There was an awful lot of debris behind them... no way. The cruisers were out? Bastard Terrans would pay... they still each had seven torpedoes, and only four ships were left above them.

OMG Secret Base!

"All right, Nelson, here's the deal." Mervin ran down a final checklist with his pilot before turning him loose in the shiny new Gundam. "We've strapped you onto a solid-fuel booster. We'll relay you course corrections during the flight so you actually end up where they land. You'll have plenty of time during the flight to review the online manual."

"Fair enough, most of this seems pretty standard, anyway," Nelson responded.

"You'll be equipped with a plasma rifle, a shield, and an F-pack. Keep an eye on your gun's energy; you only have so many shots. When you approach the target area, detach the booster and glide into the battlezone. The enemy's tough, so don't take him lightly." Mervin leaned in the cockpit to ensure the computer was up, and tapped Nelson's helmet. "Oh, and after you release the booster, you can use this here to assign it a target... I figured the leftover fuel would be wasted otherwise, so it may as well blow something of theirs up."

"Thanks," Nelson said. "This'll be a piece of cake, right?"

"Right," said Mervin. "Although... I'd rather you not use it before some proper training, but you might not have a choice..." Nelson listened carefully. "The enemy mobile suit is a special high-performance machine like this one, and the pilot is likely a Beta. Your skills and this machine's abilities are superb, but they might not be enough to beat him. So we have a system installed that gives the pilot an extra boost... it basically let's the suit's computer interact directly with your mind... it'll provide extra feedback from your surroundings and help process information faster, suggest strategies... it could elevate you to his level."

"But... hell, if I have something like that, why not just fire it up immediately?" asked Nelson, excitedly. "I can finish them off and we can call it a war."

"It's not that easy. It puts an incredible strain on the human brain. As a result, it has some rather unfortunate side effects we haven't gotten a handle on," replied Nelson. "In theory, it works, and someone of your caliber should have a strong enough mind to handle it. But we just don't know yet. The last guy who tried it turned into a vegetable. So only use it as a last resort." Nelson was quite fond of his brain, so he nodded. "You just enter the command at the terminal there, 'BETA,' okay?"

"I'll keep that in mind," he said. "I'll see you back here in a few hours, then." He saluted to the technical chief as the cockpit hatch closed. The ceiling rumbled and began to slowly peel away as the massive bay doors opened. The desert sands parted as Nelson's launch path was cleared.

"All personnel are to evacuate the hanger," came an announcement over the PA system. "T-minus sixty seconds to launch." Nelson closed his eyes and relaxed. It had been awhile since he'd been on a battlefield, real or fake. He hoped he hadn't lost his touch. "T-minus, thirty." He gripped the controls. They felt good in his hands. He soaked in the serene atmosphere of the cockpit. He heard his booster ignite and the cockpit began to shake. "Three... two... one... G-Two, LAUNCH!"

And just like that, he was airborne.

OOC: So it's already around mid-morning next day after my midnight raid, I think that puts me an hour or two ahead of people, though I can roll back if needed.

IC:

Indian Ocean

Shrapnel flew through the bridge from strafing fire and metal was melted right off the hull by the enemy's long-range cannon. A precision strike from that far away... with beam weaponry!! The captain's crew would pay for his misjudgment with their lives. "Return fire! Activate CIWS!" he yelled above the roar of mobile suits zooming overhead. The CIWS systems were overwhelmed... the aerial MS were too fast to be targeted, and the guns were quickly eliminated with pinpoint fire from above.

The Aries pummeled the other cruiser and struck a fatal blow by hitting the forward powder magazine. A massive fireball erupted and the vessel was consumed. A shockwave rippled across the water from the force of the explosion.

Tong took careful aim and fired a second beam. The cruiser's captain watched helplessly as the light grew brighter and brighter... Right on target. The bridge was vaporized instantly. Gemini gunfire pierced the weakened deck and found it's magazine, blowing the rest of the ship sky high.

Tong felt his platform shake and the Leatherback torpedoes hit home. The ship he was using for support no longer had a bottom.

The Leatherback pilots were in shock. The signals from the surface had vanished. There was an awful lot of debris behind them... no way. The cruisers were out? Bastard Terrans would pay... they still each had seven torpedoes, and only four ships were left above them.

a small smile crossed his lips as the cruiser was incinerated by the explosion. but the moment was fleeting as he felt the carrier shudder and suddenly lurch forwards the ship was sinking unfortunate he dove his gundam into the ocean humm responce time is a little slower than anticipated being submerged he started calmly entering commands as he rewrote the OS of a land based mobile suit for water use. while not the best solution to the problem it was the one imediatly avalable in the short time frame.
the gemini's and aries would be alright they would simply transfer to the other carrier it would be cramped but they'd make it to shore.
as he regained mobility and prevented further sinking several contacts began to apear on his makeshift "sonar"
well theres ther reason the Genasis sank he switched to and drew his beam sabers and charged at the closest one.

((ooc: for spit break. i'm gonna leave star in limbo till your events line up with her so at 11:15... once i land on australia and fight nelson we should be able to make aus line up as well then we will all be using the same time line))

Jefferson Crofton was now on a trip back to France and at the same time had to make a long distance meeting with the Terran High Command. One of the Generals asked, "I take it that the turnover has been a success General?"
Crofton answered, "Yes, the Darkstar and the new Captain have been returned to us."
Another asked, "And what of the status of Helsinki?"
Crofton confidently responded, "It is as good as destroyed. They don't stand a chance against Atticus Murdock."
The General known as Marcus Grey ended saying, "Perfect. You've done well in the transfer of Captain Star, I can only hope that your future work in France and Morrocco will be as successful."
Crofton ended the meeting saying, "I will not fail the Republic. Order and Unity will be gained through our Strength and Leadership." and the screens went blank. "Hopefully Strinson will be more than capable of accomplishing his mission..." Crofton thought to himself.

Morrocco

The once thriving city of Casablanca was now overcrowded to the brim with Muslim people. So overcrowded that people were not even able to find comfort in their homes anymore. If it wasn't because the Republic had ordered for all Muslims to stay indoors, then it was because of the Geminis outside the city limits watching them. Watching over this city was Major Wesley Strinson, and made sure that there was no one running the streets. But there was someone who was caught, two Terran soldiers brought out a man carrying medicine in his hands. Strinson stated, "You heard the orders, everyone is to stay indoors with no exceptions."
The man pleaded, "Please... My daugther is sick... I need to get this to our home..."
The Major coldly answered, "Sorry, but terrorists don't deserve that treatment. This is what they deserve!" He pulled out his gun and shot the man square in the head. He fell over dead and Strinson ordered, "Take out the trash boys. Once we got all the bodies we need, we'll have a big bonfire tonight."...

08:30 zulu

The transfer of the mobile suits had finished and they were off the trucks along with the other supplies. The trucks were returned to the town along with any supplies they didn't need. The hanger then became alive with action as crews began to assemble the various suits. Luna walked in to the hanger and saw Holland helping out to get the suits put together "hey Luna want to get over here and give us a hand" Holland yelled out "sure thing Holland" she yelled back as she started to run over to help. The more help the faster the suits go put together.

as he regained mobility and prevented further sinking several contacts began to apear on his makeshift "sonar"
well theres ther reason the Genasis sank he switched to and drew his beam sabers and charged at the closest one.


"What the... aaaaaaaah!" The Leatherback was neatly cleaved in two. From the air, the circling Gemini and Aries pilots saw a bulbous wave crash through the surface, signalling an explosion underwater. One down.

"He's using beam sabers underwater?"

"Damn it... torp this guy!" Torpedos screamed from their tubes and rocketed forward from several directions. Tong, his mobility now assured, cut thorugh the water with ease. The torpedoes careened off target. Tong set his sights on a pair of Leatherbacks operating nearby and buried a saber in each. Two. Three.

"Get his support fleet!" a pilot shouted. "If we can't beat him, we'll strand him... ggaaah!" Drums were sinking from the surface. The escorts were taking evasive action and dropped depth charges for good measure. In the shallow waters off the Java coast, the Leatherbacks were vulnerable. "Can somebody get a lock on something?!"

"I can't get a fix on him, or the ships, waaaah!" Four.

"Monster, stay away! Stay away!!" Torpedoes came flying almost at random. Tong stayed his course and watched each one whizz by, and then hacked up his frightened foe. Five.

This was too easy. The Oceanic naval MS were quite dangerous to fleets if left to their own devices, but they were clearly lacking when it came fighting other mobile suits. He dodged two more torpedoes and thrust his saber into the engaging suit. The wave from that explosion rocked one escort ship on the surface violently, but it stayed afloat with no problems. Six.

Three more torpedoes came in from below. Recognizing the danger to the ship above, Tong focused intently and made a few well-placed cuts. His Beta senses rewarded him when all three were split in two and rendered useless. He then fell upon the two attackers. One evaded. The other swam straight for too long and his cockpit was pierced. Seven.

"Damn you... damn you!!!" The last surviving pilot made one last run. He approached on his side so he could align his chest beam cannon. It was a long shot. He fired. The beam attenuated almost immediately and had lost most of its kick by the time it hit Tong's MS. Not even a scratch. "You're... joking..." An explosion engulfed him as cockpit panels exploded from a vicious beam saber attack. Eight. Mission complete.

12 Miles Outside of Casablanca, Morocco, Terra

The desert was dark and cold by the large rock outcropping. A small building, formerly a phosphate mine from the early 21st Century, had a small glow emitting from its windows. Inside a generator was running, and a crew of AoI Engineers were digging away at the rock with a small Tunnel Boring Machine. So far they had made it about a quarter of a mile in three hours, which meant it would be close to four or five days before the Interned Muslims could get well needed supplies from food and medicine to more important devices such as guns and EMP-Charges. They had gotten a few men to infiltrate the City in order organize the resistance and eventual uprising.

"What the... aaaaaaaah!" The Leatherback was neatly cleaved in two. From the air, the circling Gemini and Aries pilots saw a bulbous wave crash through the surface, signalling an explosion underwater. One down.

"He's using beam sabers underwater?"

"Damn it... torp this guy!" Torpedos screamed from their tubes and rocketed forward from several directions. Tong, his mobility now assured, cut thorugh the water with ease. The torpedoes careened off target. Tong set his sights on a pair of Leatherbacks operating nearby and buried a saber in each. Two. Three.

"Get his support fleet!" a pilot shouted. "If we can't beat him, we'll strand him... ggaaah!" Drums were sinking from the surface. The escorts were taking evasive action and dropped depth charges for good measure. In the shallow waters off the Java coast, the Leatherbacks were vulnerable. "Can somebody get a lock on something?!"

"I can't get a fix on him, or the ships, waaaah!" Four.

"Monster, stay away! Stay away!!" Torpedoes came flying almost at random. Tong stayed his course and watched each one whizz by, and then hacked up his frightened foe. Five.

This was too easy. The Oceanic naval MS were quite dangerous to fleets if left to their own devices, but they were clearly lacking when it came fighting other mobile suits. He dodged two more torpedoes and thrust his saber into the engaging suit. The wave from that explosion rocked one escort ship on the surface violently, but it stayed afloat with no problems. Six.

Three more torpedoes came in from below. Recognizing the danger to the ship above, Tong focused intently and made a few well-placed cuts. His Beta senses rewarded him when all three were split in two and rendered useless. He then fell upon the two attackers. One evaded. The other swam straight for too long and his cockpit was pierced. Seven.

"Damn you... damn you!!!" The last surviving pilot made one last run. He approached on his side so he could align his chest beam cannon. It was a long shot. He fired. The beam attenuated almost immediately and had lost most of its kick by the time it hit Tong's MS. Not even a scratch. "You're... joking..." An explosion engulfed him as cockpit panels exploded from a vicious beam saber attack. Eight. Mission complete.

Tong replaced the sabers in there holders. it had almost been to eazy he thought as he reajusted his bouyency so he'd float to the serface. the reconfiguration had used a large amount of the power reserves and it would take a while to charge back to full power. he used the few moments of silence to pray for the souls of his conquerd foes to find peace in the next life.
His suit broke the serface and radio contact was re-established "area secure. we must procead with all haste before they can regroup"
they riged acouple of the cargo hoists to pull him out of the water lifting a several tonne peice out of the water was no eazy feat and took the better part of an hour before the Jade Panther was back on deck tong taking the time to restore the land configuration for the OS and save the water configuration. he also wrot up a recogmendation that a several squad of close combat suits be reconfigured for underwater use to eliminate the leatherbacks since torpedos were eazy enough to dodge
"Captain whats our ETA to the LZ?" Lt. Xiang asked the carriers captian after "parking" his mobile suit below decks and making his way to the bridge.
"ETA in 45mins we'll make landfall at 09:15 local" (02:15 Zulu)
"exelent"
the jade panther, the aries and the 2 sagitarius would be below decks while the gemini's whould have to remain above it was the best way to deny the enemy the oportunity to gather more intel on the Jade panther. as they cruised towards the Australian coast there mobile suits didn't have a chance

The landing craft hit the beach at Port Hedland and marines and mobile artillery began offloading and assembling defencive positions all around the port any resistance was quickly put down as the port was secured for the moment as the carrier docked at an empty berth to unload the mobile suits.
"Lt Xiang to Guam base." tong radioed as he waited for his MS to be offloaded beach head established you may begin your landing operations"
and with that in another 6 hours they would receave re enforcements and the ocupation of australia and the oceanic union would begin in ernest

OOC: Thought of something to further motivate the Army of Islam

IC: "Sir, if Terran High Command hasn't ordered this, shouldn't we get an approval from them first?"
"There's no need private. Our mission is to win this war, and we'll do so by wiping out a generation of potential terrorists." Strinson was reffering to the children who were being placed into the pit that was recently dug. It didn't have every child in Morrocco, but it had many of them. They climbed ontop of each other in hopes of getting air, but failed to make it out. "Alright, is there enough explosives down there?"
"Yes sir. We are ready to activate."
"Do it now!"
Strinson wasn't lying when he said there would be a large bonfire that night...

OOC: Thought of something to further motivate the Army of Islam

IC: "Sir, if Terran High Command hasn't ordered this, shouldn't we get an approval from them first?"
"There's no need private. Our mission is to win this war, and we'll do so by wiping out a generation of potential terrorists." Strinson was reffering to the children who were being placed into the pit that was recently dug. It didn't have every child in Morrocco, but it had many of them. They climbed ontop of each other in hopes of getting air, but failed to make it out. "Alright, is there enough explosives down there?"
"Yes sir. We are ready to activate."
"Do it now!"
Strinson wasn't lying when he said there would be a large bonfire that night...

((ooc: mark another atrocity for the repiblic))

"In a sense Luna you built you team" Holland said giving out a brief laugh from under the arm of a Bulldog were he was connecting various wires. Luna laughed a little to "yeah I guess in a way your right, thats what makes us different, I get to make that claim" she said happily "I thought the only difference between us was that you are a girl" Holland quickly noted "yeah well that to" she replied. After a brief scilence they both laughed about it. Luna was down at the hip joint connecting every thing up. Wasn't taking as long as they though to get the suits together.

Tehran, Iran

Word of the Moroccan Atrocity had spread to the High Command, most notably King Fez.

"They did what!" he shouted at the courrier.

"My King, that is the word from our contacts in Casablanca." said the courrier.

"I want six cells actve immediately!" screamed the King. "Grozny, Paris, New York, Noukchott, Islamabad and Berlin! This will be the single-greatest line of attacks brought on by us so far, and we will avenge every one of those children of Allah lost!"

"Yes, my King!" replied the courrier. "It will be done!"

"And notify the other Commanders!" ordered the King.

"Yes, my King!" he said as he ran out the door.

Ten minutes later, a short-wave signal was sent to an undisclosed location in the Caucasian Range. The relay station shot out an encrypted signal was sent to each of the cells in the various cities. Once active, the cells were each prepared with a cache of systems and devices to carry out whatever was necessary to avenge the deaths of the Moroccan children.

A mechanic jumped in the cockpit "already starting her up and running system checks" the man said. Holland, Luna and others walked away from the suit so as to get out of the way so once the system check was done they could bring the parts for the next suit in. Holland looked at the carious mobile suit parts sitting around the hanger, along with weapons and striker packs, it was alot of fire power and they needed it.

[QUOTE=Candistan;12889589]
"I want six cells actve immediately!" screamed the King. "Grozny, Paris, New York, Noukchott, Islamabad and Berlin! This will be the single-greatest line of attacks brought on by us so far, and we will avenge every one of those children of Allah lost!"QUOTE]

OOC: Just to let you know, the Republic has yet to get a grip on Germany and Pakistan.

IC:
Paris

General Jefferson Crofton was again having a conversation with the Chancellor Rosaline Alphonsine. She began the conversation by saying, "Brendon Sage will soon be arriving. I want to offer him a proper agreement. On the land claims."
Crofton questioned, "And what are they Chancellor?"
The Chancellor answered, "I would like to take the Iberian Peninsula and I will support his conquest of what remains of the European Federation."
Crofton began, "I believe High Command will be able to agree with this. I shall report it to-" General Crofton was cut off when an explosion took place outside. He reached out his communications unit and asked, "What happened out there?"
The voice answered, "There has been an explosion sir! We believe the truck was headed for the Chancellor's Palace, but we managed to stop it."
Croton questioned, "What has been destroyed?"
The voice on the other line answered, "It managed to destroy an apartment building sir! We're starting on the body count now!"

Nouakchott

"Begin the final sweep! Don't let any of them escape from the site!" The Terran Captain shouted. There was now a roundup taking place as the Terran Gaurds arrested many suspected terror suspects. There was an uprising taking place and they did not want this to get too far out of hand.

Grozny

The bomb was a symbol of destruction to many Terrans across the world, but served as a new torch to the people of Russia. They saw the explosion and thought knew that with this and a liberated Petrozavodsk, the dream of a free Russia would soon be realized.

New York

Staging a bombing in one of the most populated cities in the Republic was a difficult thing to accomplish, but the Muslims had successfully done so. The destruction of one of the skyscrapper had caused a panic among the innocent people of the city and the Republic had the city search for suspects minutes after the explosion.

09:16 zulu

By now the base was complete active every one except the night shift guys were up and around. Mobile suit contruction was the top priority, evern the pilots and every one else were helping out making the process go faster then expect "so how many suits are all you guys going to build?" one mechanic joked as his work was now easy with so many people helping out.

Holland poked his head up from behind the head of a MS "we might just have the 4th squadron head for the Suez attack, and the fifth ready for the reinforcement job in the morning" he said to the man as his head siappeared once again "good, your ahead of schedule, good to see every one is helping out, great work every one" the man said to them all. Every one was to busy to notice but the man was Commander Triner, the man running the Suez operation.

OOC: East coast of Australia is two hours ahead of Hedland, to clear up any potential confusion caused by local timestamps.

Melbourne Central Command - 10:30

"Sir, this is bad, we have massive movement from Guam... they've emptied the harbor, and are moving south southwest at full combat speed, it looks like the plan to hit the west coast."
"Worst case scenario it is! Form the fleet in the Banda Sea, we will engage them there. Notify Papua Air Base, we'll need Albatross support. Leatherbacks, Deep Leatherbacks... enemy MS status?"
"Intelligence based on the annihilation of Dolphin Nine indicates they have aquatic combat capabilities. All oh-fours are being re-tuned for undersea MS combat as per our techical chief's recommendations." The high-energy wide angle beam cannon wouldn't cut it. Instead, they could narrow the focus to get a higher intensity beam that would stay together better and actually damage underwater foes. But it would strain the machines somewhat.
In terms of numbers alone, Oceania could scramble a fleet that was close to comparable. Organization would likely be ad hoc until combat actually began, at which point there was little chance if it getting better.
"All we need to do is reduce the force... we can at least do that much. In the meantime, halt the departure of those charity barges. Those Gemini we captured might be useful. And the men can be officially considered prisoners of war."
"We also have high alert for the west coast, Terran advance force approaching with unknown high combat capability..."

Western Command - 9:05

"Approaching Terran fleet has locked on Port Hedland, ETA ten minutes!"
"They're not going to hold. There's no time to get ships out of the harbor and most of their ground defenses are passive. They'll need reinforcements from inland; how soon can we get someone out there?"
"It will be at least half an hour before a larger mobile suit squadron arrives, as well as tanks and marines."
"It'll be over by then... But we can't just let them do as they please. Make that call. Tell them it will be a recovery operation!"
"Roger, sir. Also... earlier we received a message from a Chief Harris at Site 400. He says he's sent a unit towards Hedland and has a specific request for assistance from Colonal Dupuy at..."
"A single unit, what good will... wait, Site 400? Isn't that... G Project?"

Sydney - 11:30

Hawthorne prepared to make his second major statement of the day. The situation was slightly different from the euphoria of the previous evening, and even this morning, following the successful raids. Now the grim prospect of an all-out war loomed, and they couldn't expect to get so lucky any more. He wasn't sure how the people would take it, especially since he would break the news that Port Hedland had fallen.
"Citizens of the Oceanic Union," he began, "since our operations against the Terran Republic began last night, we have been in an unofficial state of war. We believe that, as a sovereign state, our actions were justified as measures to maintain our sovereignty. Additionally, as it was the will of our people to resist further encroachment by the Republic, we felt it necessary to take swift action to prove that we are here as their servants, not as their masters.
"We have waited for a response from the Terran government and planned to return damaged and destroyed equipment, as well as the men and women we captured in the operation, but so far, the only response has been further aggression. As I speak, an invasion force is pressing south from Guam, and an advance group has taken Port Hedland." Those in attendance grew visably unsettled. "However, we will no longer cower to the unjust will of the Republic. Our forces will not be intimidated; instead, they shall meet the Terrans as equals. At this time, the Oceanic Union formally declares war with the Terran Republic.
"Our thoughts and prayers go out to the brave men and women who died serving their country today, as well as those who are about to face their first battles. We urge all citizens to remain alert and follow all emergency advisories. Most of all, we ask for your strength. Only with a unified voice can we make the Terran Republic recognize our right to exist in this world!"

Above Port Hedland - 9:35

Nelson checked his radar. There were friendlies approaching the base from below, but they had their work cut out for them... the Terrans appeared to be making themselves comfortable on their beachhead. He made one final check of his system. Everything was good.
The Terran escort vessels remained vigilant at the coastline. Nelson's unit suddenly appeared on their scopes. Or wait... no... there were two units approaching. But one was going too fast to be manned... was it... oh no. There was a loud FWOOM as the solid fuel booster rocketed over the base. Terran marines looked up as it passed by. It slammed into an escort's bridge, blowing the ship right out of the water.
The Terran pilots suddenly were at the controls. "Unknown approaching!"
"Impossible, how could they have hidden..."
But there it was. Nelson's unit fell from the sky. The swing wings on the flight pack opened outward and he pulled into a fast glide.
"Payback time!!" he shouted, pulling the trigger of his plasma rifle. The pink beam flew towards the Terran position...

"I want six cells actve immediately!" screamed the King. "Grozny, Paris, New York, Noukchott, Islamabad and Berlin! This will be the single-greatest line of attacks brought on by us so far, and we will avenge every one of those children of Allah lost!"QUOTE]

OOC: Just to let you know, the Republic has yet to get a grip on Germany and Pakistan.

IC:
Paris

General Jefferson Crofton was again having a conversation with the Chancellor Rosaline Alphonsine. She began the conversation by saying, "Brendon Sage will soon be arriving. I want to offer him a proper agreement. On the land claims."
Crofton questioned, "And what are they Chancellor?"
The Chancellor answered, "I would like to take the Iberian Peninsula and I will support his conquest of what remains of the European Federation."
Crofton began, "I believe High Command will be able to agree with this. I shall report it to-" General Crofton was cut off when an explosion took place outside. He reached out his communications unit and asked, "What happened out there?"
The voice answered, "There has been an explosion sir! We believe the truck was headed for the Chancellor's Palace, but we managed to stop it."
Croton questioned, "What has been destroyed?"
The voice on the other line answered, "It managed to destroy an apartment building sir! We're starting on the body count now!"

Nouakchott

"Begin the final sweep! Don't let any of them escape from the line of fire!" The Terran Captain shouted. There was now a fire fight taking place between the terrorists and the Terran Gaurds. There was an uprising taking place and they did not want this to get too far out of hand.

Grozny

The mob was united in ethnicities. Chechnian and non-chechnian, faithful and atheist, were all united in an uprising against their Republic oppressors. Ever since news of the liberation of Petrozavodsk, the Russian people had a new fire of hope in their hearts for a free Russia. They took up arms and began demanding their freedom and would not let the Geminis in their way crush their hopes.

New York

Staging an attack in one of the most populated cities in the Republic was not an easy task, but somehow the Muslims in this city managed to organize one. Parts of the city were evacuated to make way for the fire fights between the soldiers and the terrorists and would keep as many explosions from taking place as they were able to.

OOC: I kind of meant bombings, not full scale attacks. I believe that when people are blowing up public places like Cafe's and Bus Stations that it is a lot more effective than a full-blown insurgency as of yet. People view an armed assault as just another gunbattle, but bombings are much worse and kill more people. So do you want to just continue on or redo the response until after the first wave.

OOC: I kind of meant bombings, not full scale attacks. I believe that when people are blowing up public places like Cafe's and Bus Stations that it is a lot more effective than a full-blown insurgency as of yet. People view an armed assault as just another gunbattle, but bombings are much worse and kill more people. So do you want to just continue on or redo the response until after the first wave.

OOC: My misunderstanding, I've managed to change it.

10:30 zulu

Holland was connecting wires on the suit they were assembling "alright Luna try it now" he shouted after connecting the wires. Luna was in the cockpit trying to get a response from the left arm, she pulled on the arms controls and it moved "you did it Holland" she shouted back to him. Holland then jumped from under the arm of the suit "we had such a easy time with the other two and now number 3 gives us a problem" he said standing up. Luna stuck her head out of the cockpit "guess third time isn't the charm this time" Luna said before giving a brief laugh.

Holland walked over "yeah, let me tell you, never thought assembling a sectioned off mobile suit would be so hard" he said giving off a sigh. Luna laughed "sometimes you think things are to easy Holland" she told him as she jumped out of the cockpit "lets get the head on and move on to unit 5, they already have unit 4 half done" she added. Holland noded and moved to the head section to begin working on it.

Battle of Helsinki
Gemini IIs and Vikings fought one another to the death as the battle in Helsinki raged on. “Do not let the Geminis advance! Keep firing!” The Squadron Commander ordered. Jacob saw the city being leveled as the fighting continued. He had taken out about 6 or 7 Geminis when there was suddenly an attack from nowhere. A heavy beam weapon had stricken several Vikings and was heading towards Jacob. “What is that?” Jacob wondered. “Another special mobile suit?”
“Another day of target practice it seems…” Spoke the pilot of Gundam Pegasus. This was what he thought until he saw a particular Viking unit swing its beam sword at him. “Oh, you want a duel? Is that it?” He drew his own and began a charge at him. “Then let me end it for you!” Jacob and the Gundam clashed swords and began a duel that Atticus never thought possible. Jacob’s duel with Atticus was much similar to that of his with Star’s. Block after block after block and the duel steered into many turns, jumps and dives. The battle was divided. There were now 25 Gemini IIs and 25 Vikings fighting in the city including Jacob’s battle with the Pegasus.

Stockholm House of Representatives

"As you can now clearly see gentlemen, I believe we have every right to declare ourselves enemies of the Republic and not be ashamed of the fact." Prime Minister Rolf Gregers spoke to the Royal Representatives.
The Swedish Representative stated, "It's not enough that we return their Gundams, we must continue to negotiate with them."
"I admit that your desire to find a peaceful solution is noble Sir Torvald, however the Republic has officially declared us enemies." a feminine voice spoke from the members "I have personally stated time and again that the Republic would not stop until it has all nations under its thumb. Now is no longer the time to question our actions with the Terrans, we must now stand opposed to their policies"
The Swedish Representative asked, "Madame Synnöve, there is truly no need. Can we not continue the talks?"
The Norwegian Representative Halstein Jöran answered, "I would like to show you something Sir Torvald." He flashed a screen that showed images of destruction in the city of Helsinki. He questioned back, "Are you convinced the Terrans have any desire to speak now? If you do, then your district is quite questionable in terms of loyalty to our nation."
The Finnish Representative answered, "I must agree with Madame Synnöve, if the Republic thanks our return of the Darkstar with the bombing of Helsinki, then I must declare our relations with the Terrans over."
"That shall be decided by the leaders. Prime Minister, what is your standing?"
"I personally must support this, I would much prefer the King declared the final decision however. What is your will my King?"
This was the decision-making council of Scandinavia. Four Representatives from the districts of Norway, Sweden, Finland, and Denmark united the Kingdom to represent their people's opinions. Now, it almost seemed for certain that Scandinavia was no longer afraid to declare itself opposed to the Republic. The final decisions were determined by the King and the Prime Minister, as was soon to happen.
King Ragnvald IV was viewing the Representatives next to the Prime Minister and answered, "If the people feel that peace is no longer possible with the Terrans... Then I must declare that the negotiations with the Republic... Have officially closed."
The Prime Minister stated, "Very well then. Let it be known that as of this day, Scandinavia is no longer willing to make attempts to negotiate with the Republic."
Representative Trevold questioned, "If this is happening, then will we have any allies to support us at the very least?"
The King answered, "I believe we will Sir Trevold. The Oceanic Union has recently declared war on the Republic and the remnants of the European Federation may be able to join the fighting again."
The King closed saying, “For all this Earth’s sake, I hope that is so…”

King Ragnvald IV's Emergency Address
January (4th or 5th, you decide) C.A. 162

"My people of Scandinavia, a tragic day is now upon us but it may as well be a beacon of hope for a much brighter day. We have attempted for 10 years, since the conquest of our Russian allies, to establish friendly relations with the Terran Republic in hopes that we could avoid war.
"I have recently heard news of my son Jacob capturing a special mobile suit and returning it to the Republic out of the kindness of our people. And how does the Republic react? It reacts with the bombardment of the good city of Helsinki. We cannot tell what the current status of the city is due to the destruction of the main Communications Building, but we can only hope that it is not gone forever.
"If this is to be the way Terra thanks those who willingly have peaceful intentions, then it has been cleared what the intentions of the Republic are. They will not stop until every last nation of Earth has been taken under their ambitious goal for control of this Earth. They will not stop until every last province has been brought under their control.
"With the recent ruling of the Representatives, and my judgment, I hereby declare that on this day that all relations with the Republic will now cease. As of this day of this hour, Scandinavia is officially at war with Terra.
“I can only pray to you, my people, that this is not our last address to your. We wish for all nations who defy the Republic to know that we now stand with them against this growing menace. This is our darkest hour; we must stand as a nation and keep our dignity from being crushed by the Republic... God bless you all..."

11:00 Zulu

A person working on a MS turned up the radio and every one started listening in. Holland, Luna and about 10 others were working on unit five "Damn things are getting worse, now Scandinavia is under fire, we need to move fast" Holland said in anger as he was hooking up hydralics "yeah we better hope we can hold Suez, if we do Republic forces will be forced to withdraw from africa from lack of supplies" Luna added to Hollands comments. Holland smiled "well then we better hurry up" Holland said turning to a more joyfull compedative mood. The final units would be done by noon,then lunch, then last minute over view of the entire operation, followed by dinner at 4:30 then they move out at 5pm.

Above Port Hedland - 9:35

Nelson checked his radar. There were friendlies approaching the base from below, but they had their work cut out for them... the Terrans appeared to be making themselves comfortable on their beachhead. He made one final check of his system. Everything was good.
The Terran escort vessels remained vigilant at the coastline. Nelson's unit suddenly appeared on their scopes. Or wait... no... there were two units approaching. But one was going too fast to be manned... was it... oh no. There was a loud FWOOM as the solid fuel booster rocketed over the base. Terran marines looked up as it passed by. It slammed into an escort's bridge, blowing the ship right out of the water.
The Terran pilots suddenly were at the controls. "Unknown approaching!"
"Impossible, how could they have hidden..."
But there it was. Nelson's unit fell from the sky. The swing wings on the flight pack opened outward and he pulled into a fast glide.
"Payback time!!" he shouted, pulling the trigger of his plasma rifle. The pink beam flew towards the Terran position...

09:36 local 02:36 zulu

Tong reflexivly ducked as the booster rockeded over head and slammed into the bridge of one of the escort vessals destroying it compleatly
"shit!" Tong cursed "Lee, Marcus, Kiyko, get those gemini's moving south! Kim i want that Aries airborn yesterday! we have to protect the Dominatus (the carrier) untill we can finish getting the Sagitarius' unloaded! Move People!"
the pilots scrambled to there Mobile Suits as nelsons shot slamed into one of the mobile artilary platforms as the other AAA batterys and Mobile SAM opend fire.
they almost didn't see the aporching land forces in the panic caused but the suprise attack the tank colum apearing almost out of no where as the jade panther finished powering up the gemini's and aries only seconds behind. Ensign Kim Lazuras launched her Aries into the air a light blaster in one hand and a beam saber in the other and engaged nelson in combat (Don't kill her yet there both alphas so it should be an even fight)
the three gemini's with Lt. Lee Greyson Lt Kiyko Jiyong, and Ensign Marcus Yorski charged the tank colum there blasters blasing pepering the colum with heavy fire as the terran millitary forces following behind taking shots where there where openings so not to inadvertantly hit the gemini's.
meenwhile Tong had switched to quadraped moad and had snuck around the Oceanic gundams puting a hil between them cuming up behind the mobile suits he activated his stabalizer beem blades and charged through the center of the formation. as he cleared the other side of the formation he tucked into a roll as he switched back to biped mode drawing his beam sabers and heading bak into the frey

Note: the beam blades are in a fixed position on the leading edge of the stabalizers designed to slice mobile suits in half as it charges past

((ooc: i feel sorry for them but lets see how nelson handles Kim. also i would like to have her servie this fight.. i could see my way to posably loosing a gemini or a sagitaris))

((ooc: i'm mildly suprised no one tried to shoot her down... oh well))

11:15 Zulu

Star's transport angled in to Grecian command lining up with its assigned runway star fastened her seatbelt as the aircraft desended. there was a slight colt as the landing gear hit followed by a slightly lesser one as the nose touched down the moment the plane glided to a stop and started taxing to the hanger she unbuckled ajusting her flight suit and pinning on her new badge.
She picked up the document folder and resorted the photoes and intel back into it, orgonizing it into a more comprehensable form as the aircraft came to a compleat halt.
Star made her way to the hatch and exited making her way over to the gathering technitions and mechanics walking up to a senior Technition
"i want to know the moment you've finished your check of the Darkstar. pay special attention to the right shoulder. now then... where will i find Captain Crofton?"

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Star's transport angled in to Grecian command lining up with its assigned runway star fastened her seatbelt as the aircraft desended. there was a slight colt as the landing gear hit followed by a slightly lesser one as the nose touched down the moment the plane glided to a stop and started taxing to the hanger she unbuckled ajusting her flight suit and pinning on her new badge.
She picked up the document folder and resorted the photoes and intel back into it, orgonizing it into a more comprehensable form as the aircraft came to a compleat halt.
Star made her way to the hatch and exited making her way over to the gathering technitions and mechanics walking up to a senior Technition
"i want to know the moment you've finished your check of the Darkstar. pay special attention to the right shoulder. now then... where will i find Captain Crofton?"

OOC: Well, she is flying over European territory, so I guess RedTide2 is the only one with the omnipresence capable of attempting so.

IC: "Ah, the Captain. Let me see..." The senior technition checked his computer and searched for the location of Captain Victor Crofton. After about thirty seconds, he answered, "The Captain is in town right now at a restaurant called the Athinaikon on 2 Themistokleous Street."...

At the place:
"What is the meaning of this?" Asked a young Greek chef to a group of men holding guns to his head and every other staff member. The staff at the restaurant was rounded up and kept surrounded by several Terran soldiers. Leading them was a man in his late twenties and stood proud and triumphant over the staff.
The man answered, "The raids in the Suez are cutting off rations for our soldiers. We need to take everything you have."
The manager stepped forward and questioned, "But... This... This is not right! Are we not rightful citizens? Do we not have rights?"
The tall man barked back, "You're not citizens, you're all resources of the Republic!"
The manager questioned further, "That's not fair! You conquered us and we've done no wrong! We deserve to be treated more fairly than this?"
The tall man chuckled and responded, "Treating foreigners fairly... Our old nation tried that once, and you know what that got us?"
The manager had an idea of what to say but could help to question, "W-What?"
The tall man pulled up his gun and answered, "Immigrants who deprive good citizens of their chance for work and a state of chaos!" Immeadietly after that, he pulled the trigger and the manager fell over dead. He turned to his available soldiers and ordered, "Load this up and bring it back to base!" It was a cruel and harsh way of obtaining what he wanted, but these were the ways of Captain Victor Crofton...

"Ah, the Captain. Let me see..." The senior technition checked his computer and searched for the location of Captain Victor Crofton. After about thirty seconds, he answered, "The Captain is in town right now at a restaurant called the Athinaikon on 2 Themistokleous Street."...

Star didn't even than the man but insted hurried to a nearby truck grabing a Jr officer along the way and climbed in ordering her to take her to the captains position.

At the place:
"What is the meaning of this?" Asked a young Greek chef to a group of men holding guns to his head and every other staff member. The staff at the restaurant was rounded up and kept surrounded by several Terran soldiers. Leading them was a man in his late twenties and stood proud and triumphant over the staff.
The man answered, "The raids in the Suez are cutting off rations for our soldiers. We need to take everything you have."
The manager stepped forward and questioned, "But... This... This is not right! Are we not rightful citizens? Do we not have rights?"
The tall man barked back, "You're not citizens, you're all resources of the Republic!"
The manager questioned further, "That's not fair! You conquered us and we've done no wrong! We deserve to be treated more fairly than this?"
The tall man chuckled and responded, "Treating foreigners fairly... Our old nation tried that once, and you know what that got us?"
The manager had an idea of what to say but could help to question, "W-What?"
The tall man pulled up his gun and answered, "Immigrants who deprive good citizens of their chance for work and a state of chaos!" Immeadietly after that, he pulled the trigger and the manager fell over dead. He turned to his available soldiers and ordered, "Load this up and bring it back to base!" It was a cruel and harsh way of obtaining what he wanted, but these were the ways of Captain Victor Crofton...[/QUOTE]

as the aproached the local she saw a pair of cargo trucks and a troop transport. the soldiers were busy loading what looked like food suplies in to the truck.
"whats going on here!" she barked. the atrocity of helsinki slamed back into the front of her mind along with her talk with jacob..

11:30 zulu

Triner walked into the hanger "Hey Holland, Cheif, how long till your done?" he shouted asking who ever was finishing unit five. Holland poped his head up "We will be done the last unit by noon sir, weapons loading will happen after that" Holland shouted back to him. Weapons loading on all machines would take about a hour, which puts all suits ready at 1pm, after that it will be the final count down to the operation.

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as the aproached the local she saw a pair of cargo trucks and a troop transport. the soldiers were busy loading what looked like food suplies in to the truck.
"whats going on here!" she barked. the atrocity of helsinki slamed back into the front of her mind along with her talk with jacob...

As Victor heard the question, he turned around and began the order, "Men, put h-" But realized the badge on her suit. She was the new Captain his father had spoken about from his report to him. He grinned and answered, "Ah, Captain Star Lynde. I see that you must have been anxious to meet me. As for the supplies, these will be needed for our men in the Suez. The terrorist have raided so many convoys that they're starving our men. I told this story to the one who runs this place, and yet he claimed he had a right to only sell it to me. Anyway, it is a pleasure to meet you Captain." Victor was a tall imposing man with brown hair brushed back and eyes that gave him a striking green impression.

As Victor heard the question, he turned around and began the order, "Men, put h-" But realized the badge on her suit. She was the new Captain his father had spoken about from his report to him. He grinned and answered, "Ah, Captain Star Lynde. I see that you must have been anxious to meet me. As for the supplies, these will be needed for our men in the Suez. The terrorist have raided so many convoys that they're starving our men. I told this story to the one who runs this place, and yet he claimed he had a right to only sell it to me. Anyway, it is a pleasure to meet you Captain." Victor was a tall imposing man with brown hair brushed back and eyes that gave him a striking green impression.

star imediatly disliked this man and as he seemed arrogent and overbearing and full of himself she had planned on yelling at him for taking the supplies but when he mentioned the suez it deflated her remarks and she had no argument ready "if thease suplies are bound for Suez i will personaly escort them there and oversee there sotrage and distrabution. but as for now we need to discus this" she held up the document folder. so he could see it but not handing it to him

Tong reflexivly ducked as the booster rockeded over head and slammed into the bridge of one of the escort vessals destroying it compleatly
"shit!" Tong cursed "Lee, Marcus, Kiyko, get those gemini's moving south! Kim i want that Aries airborn yesterday! we have to protect the Dominatus (the carrier) untill we can finish getting the Sagitarius' unloaded! Move People!"
the pilots scrambled to there Mobile Suits as nelsons shot slamed into one of the mobile artilary platforms as the other AAA batterys and Mobile SAM opend fire.
they almost didn't see the aporching land forces in the panic caused but the suprise attack the tank colum apearing almost out of no where as the jade panther finished powering up the gemini's and aries only seconds behind. Ensign Kim Lazuras launched her Aries into the air a light blaster in one hand and a beam saber in the other and engaged nelson in combat (Don't kill her yet there both alphas so it should be an even fight)
the three gemini's with Lt. Lee Greyson Lt Kiyko Jiyong, and Ensign Marcus Yorski charged the tank colum there blasters blasing pepering the colum with heavy fire as the terran millitary forces following behind taking shots where there where openings so not to inadvertantly hit the gemini's.
meenwhile Tong had switched to quadraped moad and had snuck around the Oceanic gundams puting a hil between them cuming up behind the mobile suits he activated his stabalizer beem blades and charged through the center of the formation. as he cleared the other side of the formation he tucked into a roll as he switched back to biped mode drawing his beam sabers and heading bak into the frey

Nelson had taken out a few defensive emplacements and turned his attention to the mobile suits. They were quickly taking action. Terran marines quickly found themselves in a skirmish with Oceanic troops, although the tanks they'd hoped to get support from were busy trying to avoid getting blown apart by the attacking Geminis. The few tank shells which made contact scuffed the paint and nothing more.

But where was the tough one? A column of Tuataras was approaching behind the tanks, and suddenly the unknown crashed into the column on four legs, its forward blade cutting into a few. It was on its feet and the slaughter began. Nelson was still getting used to his Gundam's momentum and made a wide arc to turn around and aid them. Gunfire from above. Nelson had to avert his course as the Aries shot past. "Damn... I don't have time for you!" he shouted, firing the plasma rifle. The Aries easily dodged and returned fire. Nelson jerked the controls to avoid it. The g-forces pushed him into the seat. It wasn't enough to know how the thing worked, he needed to quickly get a feel for how it handled.

"You're not getting near the Lieutenant!" Kim declared, firing another blast. Nelson dodged this one more nimbly and returned fire. The shot clipped one of the Aries' retracted feet. Kim scoffed. "Not bad... he's an ace?"

"Gotta... lead the shots more..." Nelson mumbled, staying in hot pursuit. The ground force was getting pummeled. He sent a few wayward shots into the Gemini positions to try and relieve the tanks. They jumped aside but he didn't score any hits. The tanks had some time to gain new cover.

Kim burst in from the side. "Don't you dare ignore me!" she shouted.

"Shit!" Nelson whirled around and took aim but was a bit late. Kim's saber was drawn and her cut took the barrel off cleanly. Nelson was able to avoid a heavy blow with a last-second reaction, but her continued cut took out one of his wings. Gravity began to take over, and Nelson drew his saber. "In that case...!!" He turned around and was instantly on Kim's tail as she finished her follow through.

"He's fast!" she gasped, as he returned the favor. His cut removed on of her jets. Warning alarms sounded but he'd missed everything vital. She could at least land safely. The two units broke off of each other and descended into an open space. Nelson forcibly ejected the useless flight pack and hit the ground. Aries scrambled to its feet.

Tong was holding off the main body on his own. The Sagittarius units would be able to join soon. He wouldn't let them retake their beachhead! His radar picked up two more units coming in from the east. They were still five minutes away, so he put them in the back of his mind.

(OOC: Yeah Nelson isn't going to get any kills yet, he's gotta get used to his new toy. And I figured his buddies would get a kill or two before Tong whooped all their asses and forced them to retreat. That way the Terrans that get through the huge battle have someplace to invade, ain't no way I'm stopping them all.)

"Ah yes, the battle plans..." He snatched the folder out of Star's hands and started evaluating what to do. "Heh, so you get the front lead just because you got the special Gundam huh?" He gave her back the folder and said, "Tell ya what, you just let me handle the fighting and I'll see to it that you get my personal thanks for not scarring your ass..." If any military personnel heard this, it was likely they would simply pass it as an order, but it was more than obvious that Victor was flirting with Star.

"Hey Luna give me a hand here for a sec" Holland shouted to get her attention. Luna quickly ran over "ya what you need?" she asked him as the two stood by the head of the MS "can you get in the cockpit and check and make sure unit 5 works, im connecting the last lines in the head now" he told her. She quickly jumped onto the suit and then in the cockpit to do a the check. Holland connected the last few things "ok all good here" he said as he ran and got clear of the suit. Luna then tested all the suits systems and jumped out "its all good" she said walking over to Holland.

Holland spotted the chief "hey chief! unit five is complete start loading the weapons!" he shouted over to him. The chief noded his head and waved and told a man to open the weapons lockers. They were a couple minutes ahead of schedule but it didn't make a difference.

Nelson had taken out a few defensive emplacements and turned his attention to the mobile suits. They were quickly taking action. Terran marines quickly found themselves in a skirmish with Oceanic troops, although the tanks they'd hoped to get support from were busy trying to avoid getting blown apart by the attacking Geminis. The few tank shells which made contact scuffed the paint and nothing more.

But where was the tough one? A column of Tuataras was approaching behind the tanks, and suddenly the unknown crashed into the column on four legs, its forward blade cutting into a few. It was on its feet and the slaughter began. Nelson was still getting used to his Gundam's momentum and made a wide arc to turn around and aid them. Gunfire from above. Nelson had to avert his course as the Aries shot past. "Damn... I don't have time for you!" he shouted, firing the plasma rifle. The Aries easily dodged and returned fire. Nelson jerked the controls to avoid it. The g-forces pushed him into the seat. It wasn't enough to know how the thing worked, he needed to quickly get a feel for how it handled.

"You're not getting near the Lieutenant!" Kim declared, firing another blast. Nelson dodged this one more nimbly and returned fire. The shot clipped one of the Aries' retracted feet. Kim scoffed. "Not bad... he's an ace?"

"Gotta... lead the shots more..." Nelson mumbled, staying in hot pursuit. The ground force was getting pummeled. He sent a few wayward shots into the Gemini positions to try and relieve the tanks. They jumped aside but he didn't score any hits. The tanks had some time to gain new cover.

Kim burst in from the side. "Don't you dare ignore me!" she shouted.

"Shit!" Nelson whirled around and took aim but was a bit late. Kim's saber was drawn and her cut took the barrel off cleanly. Nelson was able to avoid a heavy blow with a last-second reaction, but her continued cut took out one of his wings. Gravity began to take over, and Nelson drew his saber. "In that case...!!" He turned around and was instantly on Kim's tail as she finished her follow through.

"He's fast!" she gasped, as he returned the favor. His cut removed on of her jets. Warning alarms sounded but he'd missed everything vital. She could at least land safely. The two units broke off of each other and descended into an open space. Nelson forcibly ejected the useless flight pack and hit the ground. Aries scrambled to its feet.

Tong was holding off the main body on his own. The Sagittarius units would be able to join soon. He wouldn't let them retake their beachhead! His radar picked up two more units coming in from the east. They were still five minutes away, so he put them in the back of his mind.

(OOC: Yeah Nelson isn't going to get any kills yet, he's gotta get used to his new toy. And I figured his buddies would get a kill or two before Tong whooped all their asses and forced them to retreat. That way the Terrans that get through the huge battle have someplace to invade, ain't no way I'm stopping them all.)

Kim hit the ground harder than planned but still retained her balance and was quickly on her feet again alarms going off in her cockpit "oh shut up" she hit the mute "alright so you think your tough huh" she charged in swinging her saber low. she knew she wouldnt actualy hit him it was ment to distract him from the fact that she was swinging her gun around like a club in a loose enough arc that she coud ajust when he doged slaming him to the ground quickly aiming the gun and pulling the trigger but was a hair to slow the shot grazing him as he rolled out of the way his own saber swinging forcing her back.

Lee, Kiyko, and marcus were haveing an eazy time shruging off the tanks fire eazly lining up there fire and poping tops one by one marcus running right in and skewering on on his beam saber the concusive force of the tanks explosion rattling his suit momentarily as the tank flew apart sending shards into the other tanks disabling a couple more laughing like a maniak

Tong on the other hand was in a sort of trance as he almost gracefully moved through the rankes of the mobile suits every strike hitting home severying limbs slicing torsoes or the ever lethal skewering of the pilots in there cockpit it was as graceful as it was grusum staying to close for them to risk using there guns and to fast for them to strike back he was death incarnate to those men and the jade panther was hungry

"Lt pearson reporting Sag1 ready for deployment"
"move into position to cover the gemini's" came Tongs ever calm responce as he danced with death

Kim hit the ground harder than planned but still retained her balance and was quickly on her feet again alarms going off in her cockpit "oh shut up" she hit the mute "alright so you think your tough huh" she charged in swinging her saber low. she knew she wouldnt actualy hit him it was ment to distract him from the fact that she was swinging her gun around like a club in a loose enough arc that she coud ajust when he doged slaming him to the ground quickly aiming the gun and pulling the trigger but was a hair to slow the shot grazing him as he rolled out of the way his own saber swinging forcing her back.

Lee, Kiyko, and marcus were haveing an eazy time shruging off the tanks fire eazly lining up there fire and poping tops one by one marcus running right in and skewering on on his beam saber the concusive force of the tanks explosion rattling his suit momentarily as the tank flew apart sending shards into the other tanks disabling a couple more laughing like a maniak

Tong on the other hand was in a sort of trance as he almost gracefully moved through the rankes of the mobile suits every strike hitting home severying limbs slicing torsoes or the ever lethal skewering of the pilots in there cockpit it was as graceful as it was grusum staying to close for them to risk using there guns and to fast for them to strike back he was death incarnate to those men and the jade panther was hungry

"Lt pearson reporting Sag1 ready for deployment"
"move into position to cover the gemini's" came Tongs ever calm responce as he danced with death

Facing almost certain destruction, the Tuatara pilots began spraying bullets wildly at the nimble Jade Panther. Friendly fire seemed like a nice way to go at this point. Bullets bit into Tong's armor, but they didn't faze him at all. In fact, it made the enemy suits even more annoying. It only hardened his desire to finish the job.

Nelson had dropped his shield while dodging one of Kim's earlier attacks. Now he recovered it. He led with it as he charged again, swinging the saber at the main body. Kim dodged and cut back. Nelson blocked the arm with the shield, leaving her open for a thrust. Kim cursed and broke contact, avoiding the stab.

Marcus looked for new opponents and found some. A few Tuataras had managed to break away from the melee with Tong and were coming to relieve the tanks. This would be a fairer fight, and he savored it. Machine gun bullets ripped through the air and the Geminis were quick to return fire. A lucky shot dug into Lee's left arm, temporarily disabled it. He showed his appreciation by burying thirty rounds in his assailant's cockpit, and the Tuatara collapsed in a heap.

Kim fired another shot. Nelson let the shield absorb the blow, although he could tell that the top half was nearly melted off. It wouldn't take another hit from her cannon. He fired his thrusters. Kim fired another shot. To her surprise, Nelson let it cleave the top of the shield. He then threw the remainder at her, and the blow caught her by surprise. "GOT YOU!" Nelson yelled, pulling his saber up for the final stab. But he didn't get the chance, because a salvo came from the shoreline. One Sagittarius was out.

Kim regained her senses and balance. He would pay for that.

"Ah yes, the battle plans..." He snatched the folder out of Star's hands and started evaluating what to do. "Heh, so you get the front lead just because you got the special Gundam huh?" He gave her back the folder and said, "Tell ya what, you just let me handle the fighting and I'll see to it that you get my personal thanks for not scarring your ass..." If any military personnel heard this, it was likely they would simply pass it as an order, but it was more than obvious that Victor was flirting with Star.

She slugged him... hard "this is MY assignment and if you don't get in my way i might give you a peice of the action" she stalked back to her waiting truck grabing a Lt. along the way "report to me the moment thease suplies reach the base."she roughly released him and waited for him to salute before climbing into the truck for the drive back to the base.
she stewed all through the ride. jacob was silently infurieating... victor was blatently arrogent and that bothered her more getting someone to talk was eazy.. making one shut up was a little harder.
she order the driver to take her to the command post hopping out even before it compleatly stoped and marched to the stratagy room entering the heart of Grecian command.
she strode to the commanding officer and saluted "sir Cpt. Lynde reporting" she handed him the document pack with her instructions.
General Ashmore lazly returned the salute and accepted the doccument pack leafing through it "it says here your in joint operations with captain Crofton. where is he?"
"captain crofton has been momentarialy delayed" she said with a certain satisfaction

As Star discussed the status of Captain Victor, he stepped in about two minutes later. He stood to salute General Ashmore and said, "Sir, we have gathered the supplies for the Suez troops and my men are now awaiting your orders!" Oddly enough Victor was now speaking with a wind passing through his mouth. Apparently, Star had hit him harder than he would have imagined.
General Ashmore responded, "Very good. The operation will begin fairly soon. If you both remember your orders, then you will know Captain Victor that you and your squadron are to ensure that the supplies reach our troops while Captain Star and hers deals with the enemy."
Victor interjected, "Sir, if I may say so, I believe that only one of my squadrons will be sufficient to cover the plane to its destination. Do you believe it possible that the Heracles Squadron and I can follow Captain Star's?" Star may not have been attracted to Victor's "charm", but he wasn't about to have his reputation soiled by a woman.
General Ashmore answered, "I would not underestimate the enemy Victor, they can be much more clever than you might expect. Wouldn't you agree with this Captain Lynde?"

Facing almost certain destruction, the Tuatara pilots began spraying bullets wildly at the nimble Jade Panther. Friendly fire seemed like a nice way to go at this point. Bullets bit into Tong's armor, but they didn't faze him at all. In fact, it made the enemy suits even more annoying. It only hardened his desire to finish the job.

Nelson had dropped his shield while dodging one of Kim's earlier attacks. Now he recovered it. He led with it as he charged again, swinging the saber at the main body. Kim dodged and cut back. Nelson blocked the arm with the shield, leaving her open for a thrust. Kim cursed and broke contact, avoiding the stab.

Marcus looked for new opponents and found some. A few Tuataras had managed to break away from the melee with Tong and were coming to relieve the tanks. This would be a fairer fight, and he savored it. Machine gun bullets ripped through the air and the Geminis were quick to return fire. A lucky shot dug into Lee's left arm, temporarily disabled it. He showed his appreciation by burying thirty rounds in his assailant's cockpit, and the Tuatara collapsed in a heap.

Kim fired another shot. Nelson let the shield absorb the blow, although he could tell that the top half was nearly melted off. It wouldn't take another hit from her cannon. He fired his thrusters. Kim fired another shot. To her surprise, Nelson let it cleave the top of the shield. He then threw the remainder at her, and the blow caught her by surprise. "GOT YOU!" Nelson yelled, pulling his saber up for the final stab. But he didn't get the chance, because a salvo came from the shoreline. One Sagittarius was out.

Kim regained her senses and balance. He would pay for that.

Sag1's salvo arked into the scrambling tanks anialating an unknown amount as a fountain of dirt and debries flew into the air leaving a crater of an unhealthy size (not crazy big maybe a radius of 7 meters or is that crazy big) as lee and kiyko moved to finish off the last of the tanks lee only needing one arm... his gun arm the other could be repaired later as kiyko moved to cover his left side

marcus was in his element slightly out numberd it let his unique fighting style free cleanly taking off a gundam's head before shooting it down the cockpit looking like swis cheese as he turned on another taking it apart joint by joint and finaly running the cockpit through now where did that other one go...

Kim rolled away at nelsons momentary distraction she grabed the chink of sheild and hucked it at him nelson ducked a fracton to late and the sheild cliped his gundams head kim followed with afew stray shots before moving to a better position none of them doing any major damage but they would hopefuly shake him

Tongs dance continued uninterupted although the fact there were now shooting at him gave him a seconds pause before he figured out how to use it to his advantage ducking and weaving at the last possable moments letting them shoot eachother as he finished them off

Sag1 launching another salvo at the tanks... it wasn't going well for the oceanic forces

As Star discussed the status of Captain Victor, he stepped in about two minutes later. He stood to salute General Ashmore and said, "Sir, we have gathered the supplies for the Suez troops and my men are now awaiting your orders!" Oddly enough Victor was now speaking with a wind passing through his mouth. Apparently, Star had hit him harder than he would have imagined.
General Ashmore responded, "Very good. The operation will begin fairly soon. If you both remember your orders, then you will know Captain Victor that you and your squadron are to ensure that the supplies reach our troops while Captain Star and hers deals with the enemy."
Victor interjected, "Sir, if I may say so, I believe that only one of my squadrons will be sufficient to cover the plane to its destination. Do you believe it possible that the Heracles Squadron and I can follow Captain Star's?" Star may not have been attracted to Victor's "charm", but he wasn't about to have his reputation soiled by a woman.
General Ashmore answered, "I would not underestimate the enemy Victor, they can be much more clever than you might expect. Wouldn't you agree with this Captain Lynde?"

the generals offhanded coment caught Star off guard "yes" she replyed hesently "they can suprise you." star wounderd how much command actualy knew or if it was just speculation based on her capture "hurculies squadren is needed to guard the plane. as you said... there starving" she gave victor a meaningfull look "we don't want them to go hungry do we? Zuse squadron and i will be more than fine. now if you don't need me for anything else i have to see to my gundams refit and the preperation of my squadron" she saluted the general and gave victor a hard glare as she walked out of the stratagy room the Lt she had grabed at the resteruant was waiting outside he instantly saluted.
"ma'am the supplies have arived... we moved them over to the storage hanger to be packaged for shipment"
"Very good soldier. dismised" the soldier scurried away hopeing never to encounter her again.
she made her way to the hanger where they had moved the Darkstar and walked up to the same head techie "report."

"Well, Darkstar is in pretty good shape. Armor is optimal and the ammunition has been restocked. There's a few minor problems with the joint systems but they should be cleared up by the time the mission begins." The technician reported to Star. "Oh, and oddly enough the self destruct cables are missing. Will that be a problem for the mission? We can easily install new ones. I would have done so earlier, but the general suggested that I get your approval."

13:33 Zulu

Holland sat in the pilots briefing room, Luna, and 13 other pilots were in the room. The vehicle and infentry groups were being briefed in other rooms. Commander Triner walked in "alright welcome to the final over view of Operation Twlight Spear" he said turning on the display beside him. A map of the Suez base came up on the screen with several red lines on it. He pulled his notes out of a data pad and looked up.

"alright this is a multi stage operations, the plan is for a swift suprise attack to catch them before ithey can orginize, now there supplies and stocks have been dwindling for some time due to our convoy raids" he paused "this means they are running out of previsions, make this the time to strike" he clicked a button turning the map into a 3D over lay.

"as you can see there are alot of hills around Suez, that limits a attacking forces line of sight, but not for us" he said pulling phase one of the operation.

"Well, Darkstar is in pretty good shape. Armor is optimal and the ammunition has been restocked. There's a few minor problems with the joint systems but they should be cleared up by the time the mission begins." The technician reported to Star. "Oh, and oddly enough the self destruct cables are missing. Will that be a problem for the mission? We can easily install new ones. I would have done so earlier, but the general suggested that I get your approval."

star walked over her suit and took a good look at the self destruct system "that bastard.... that BASTERD! if was alive i'd kill him again i swear to god" she hoped back down and stormed past the techies "fix the damn self destruct and get the hydralics working! i'll be back in an hour to test it" she slamed the door behind her and wanderd to the northren most point of the base and just stared of north... and oddly enough there was a tear in her eye.

((ooc: not out right cring but she's feeling something))

star walked over her suit and took a good look at the self destruct system "that bastard.... that BASTERD! if he was alive i'd kill him again i swear to god" she hoped back down and stormed past the techies "fix the damn self destruct and get the hydralics working! i'll be back in an hour to test it" she slamed the door behind her and wanderd to the northren most point of the base and just stared of north... and oddly enough there was a tear in her eye.

((ooc: not out right cring but she's feeling something))

The technicians saw Star storm off and it was clear that they still had work to do. "Well... You heard the Captain, we better get started." The technicians began to install new self-destruct cables and made sure the hydraulics systems were working. Hopefully they would be completed to her satisfaction by the time she returned.

Sag1's salvo arked into the scrambling tanks anialating an unknown amount as a fountain of dirt and debries flew into the air leaving a crater of an unhealthy size (not crazy big maybe a radius of 7 meters or is that crazy big) as lee and kiyko moved to finish off the last of the tanks lee only needing one arm... his gun arm the other could be repaired later as kiyko moved to cover his left side

marcus was in his element slightly out numberd it let his unique fighting style free cleanly taking off a gundam's head before shooting it down the cockpit looking like swis cheese as he turned on another taking it apart joint by joint and finaly running the cockpit through now where did that other one go...

Kim rolled away at nelsons momentary distraction she grabed the chink of sheild and hucked it at him nelson ducked a fracton to late and the sheild cliped his gundams head kim followed with afew stray shots before moving to a better position none of them doing any major damage but they would hopefuly shake him

Tongs dance continued uninterupted although the fact there were now shooting at him gave him a seconds pause before he figured out how to use it to his advantage ducking and weaving at the last possable moments letting them shoot eachother as he finished them off

Sag1 launching another salvo at the tanks... it wasn't going well for the oceanic forces

Nelson bounced back from Kim's attack and the Sagittarius rounds. "My own attack... damn it!" He took a few shots from Kim - the rounds had been weakened by distance, so they didn't hurt much - and tried to fire back. His shot clipped Aries' head. Kim's cockpit monitors fuzzed for a moment but were fine. Nelson pulled the trigger again. Click. Click. The rifle's power had been exhausted. "You're joking! Now what?!" He was angry at himself for losing track of the battle, but he had to hand it to the Aries pilot - whoever it was knew how to draw out its full potential and then some. But the tanks were all but wiped out, as were the mobile suits. The ground troops were falling back in disorder. This was a disaster.

His computer beeped - two more units were entering the fray. Friendlies? Suddenly the Sagittarius reeled back as if struck by a massive report - indeed, shells were raining down on the suit from seemingly nowhere. "Lieu... Lieutenaaaaaaant!!!" The cockpit was blown clean apart and the hulking suit crashed into the sea behind him.

"Where the hell'd that come from?!" yelled Marcus. Tong frowned. He remembered the two units he'd spotted earlier and since forgotten about. Whoever they were, they were good.

"Sorry we're late!" came a voice over Nelson's radio. "What the hell, Nels? Since when do you suck?"

"No way... Adam?!"

A window on Nelson's monitor lit up and his friend's smiling face appeared. "Number twelve, Adam Sirius, here to bail your ass out!"

A second mobile suit whizzed overhead. A backpack panel opened and missiles burst forth, raining down on the hapless lander. The remaining Sagittarius was trapped inside the twisted hulk as the structure collapsed around it. That was going to be a pain to dig out, if they got a chance. The other pilot opened a visual window with Nelson's unit. She was a dark-skinned woman who Nelson thought he recognized, but didn't remember her face from the legion. Perhaps she sensed that. "Happy to back you up, sir!" she chimed. "I'm new... number thirty, Laku Moloti, reporting!"

Kim was enraged. "You... you'll PAY FOR THAT!" She launched herself haphazardly at Nelson, beam saber in hand. Nelson regained his composure and dodged her attack, returning with one of his own. The cut removed the Aries' sword and arm. "Sh... shit!!" Nelson attacked again, lopping off the Aries' head and, with a powerful kick, sent the remains into the bay. Kim's systems went dead. She tried frantically to get it back online but it was a no-go. She slammed her fist on the console.

The three Gemini turned to face the newcomers, who had made their way to Nelson's side. A three on three staredown. Tong removed his saber from the last Tuatara and turned his attention to them. This could be interesting.

"The hell is this?" said Marcus. "Who do they think they are trying to mess with our victory?"

"They look like oh-seven mods," replied Kikyo. "You read the reports on their new units, right?"

"Feh, as if I have time for that," muttered Marcus. "Let's just trash these guys for the Lieutenant."

"Look alive, man," said Adam. "Here they come! Try not to get left behind!" He readied his trusty gatling for action. "Let's do it... MAGNUM DINGO!"

"Ladies first, boys," laughed Laku, verifying her remaining ammo. Plenty of rockets for these Gemini, and her machine gun was ready any time. "Fly swift... SONIC DINGO!"

Nelson took stock of what he had left to fight with. The gun was out of ammo. The shield was in pieces somewhere. Just two beam sabers. He drew the second and joined the ends, forming a single twin blade. He spun it over his head and took a combat stance.

(OOC: Dramatic still shots of each mobile suit, close ups on the pilots as their eyes narrow. Gilbert Dullandal says something badass. Ending theme starts to play... Kotoba wo kasanete mo...)

The technicians saw Star storm off and it was clear that they still had work to do. "Well... You heard the Captain, we better get started." The technicians began to install new self-destruct cables and made sure the hydraulics systems were working. Hopefully they would be completed to her satisfaction by the time she returned.

13:05 zulu

star reentered the hanger afew minutes later than planned but it was irelevent she had regained some of her composure and wasn't on the verge of exploding at someone... for now...
"well?" she asked the techie "do i get to test it? or do i get to reasign you?"
she heard the door open and someones footsteps get closer but chose to ignore it waiting insted for the techies answer

13:05 zulu

star reentered the hanger afew minutes later than planned but it was irelevent she had regained some of her composure and wasn't on the verge of exploding at someone... for now...
"well?" she asked the techie "do i get to test it? or do i get to reasign you?"
she heard the door open and someones footsteps get closer but chose to ignore it waiting insted for the techies answer

"Ah, Captain Lynde. Yes, the Darkstar is now available for testing." The technician answered. Thankfully they had enough time to fit in new self-destruct cables and fix the hydraulics systems to their fullest. All that was left now was to have the mobile suit tested, and that would be evaluated by the pilot herself.

OOC: im working under the idea that your 1 hour behind Suez time right now

14:10 Zulu

Triner finshed the brief "that is all, this is your final briefing, make me proud people, dismissed!" he told them all. Every one saluted him before starting to walk out, some went to get a snack, others to the hanger to get in some simulation time, non of them went to the firing range is was packed with infentry. Luna caught up with Holland "Hell of a plan" she said to him as she slowed down "yeah Triner isn't in command for no reason, right now there finalizing whats being sent for reinforcements by ship to Suez once the operation is over, there wont be to much ammo there, so we will be using beam weapons alot, but intelligence shows after the battle there will be enough to resupply us all and then some still" he added to what she said.

The two of them both were walking to the hanger to get simulations done to train them for the mission, less then three hours till they launched.

((ooc: Previously on Gundam: Terra))

Nelson bounced back from Kim's attack and the Sagittarius rounds. "My own attack... damn it!" He took a few shots from Kim - the rounds had been weakened by distance, so they didn't hurt much - and tried to fire back. His shot clipped Aries' head. Kim's cockpit monitors fuzzed for a moment but were fine. Nelson pulled the trigger again. Click. Click. The rifle's power had been exhausted. "You're joking! Now what?!" He was angry at himself for losing track of the battle, but he had to hand it to the Aries pilot - whoever it was knew how to draw out its full potential and then some. But the tanks were all but wiped out, as were the mobile suits. The ground troops were falling back in disorder. This was a disaster.

His computer beeped - two more units were entering the fray. Friendlies? Suddenly the Sagittarius reeled back as if struck by a massive report - indeed, shells were raining down on the suit from seemingly nowhere. "Lieu... Lieutenaaaaaaant!!!" The cockpit was blown clean apart and the hulking suit crashed into the sea behind him.

"Where the hell'd that come from?!" yelled Marcus. Tong frowned. He remembered the two units he'd spotted earlier and since forgotten about. Whoever they were, they were good.

"Sorry we're late!" came a voice over Nelson's radio. "What the hell, Nels? Since when do you suck?"

"No way... Adam?!"

A window on Nelson's monitor lit up and his friend's smiling face appeared. "Number twelve, Adam Sirius, here to bail your ass out!"

A second mobile suit whizzed overhead. A backpack panel opened and missiles burst forth, raining down on the hapless lander. The remaining Sagittarius was trapped inside the twisted hulk as the structure collapsed around it. That was going to be a pain to dig out, if they got a chance. The other pilot opened a visual window with Nelson's unit. She was a dark-skinned woman who Nelson thought he recognized, but didn't remember her face from the legion. Perhaps she sensed that. "Happy to back you up, sir!" she chimed. "I'm new... number thirty, Laku Moloti, reporting!"

Kim was enraged. "You... you'll PAY FOR THAT!" She launched herself haphazardly at Nelson, beam saber in hand. Nelson regained his composure and dodged her attack, returning with one of his own. The cut removed the Aries' sword and arm. "Sh... shit!!" Nelson attacked again, lopping off the Aries' head and, with a powerful kick, sent the remains into the bay. Kim's systems went dead. She tried frantically to get it back online but it was a no-go. She slammed her fist on the console.

The three Gemini turned to face the newcomers, who had made their way to Nelson's side. A three on three staredown. Tong removed his saber from the last Tuatara and turned his attention to them. This could be interesting.

"The hell is this?" said Marcus. "Who do they think they are trying to mess with our victory?"

"They look like oh-seven mods," replied Kikyo. "You read the reports on their new units, right?"

"Feh, as if I have time for that," muttered Marcus. "Let's just trash these guys for the Lieutenant."

"Look alive, man," said Adam. "Here they come! Try not to get left behind!" He readied his trusty gatling for action. "Let's do it... MAGNUM DINGO!"

"Ladies first, boys," laughed Laku, verifying her remaining ammo. Plenty of rockets for these Gemini, and her machine gun was ready any time. "Fly swift... SONIC DINGO!"

Nelson took stock of what he had left to fight with. The gun was out of ammo. The shield was in pieces somewhere. Just two beam sabers. He drew the second and joined the ends, forming a single twin blade. He spun it over his head and took a combat stance.

(OOC: Dramatic still shots of each mobile suit, close ups on the pilots as their eyes narrow. Gilbert Dullandal says something badass. Ending theme starts to play... Kotoba wo kasanete mo...)

((ooc: and now the continuation))

"wel well well what have we here" Tong imediatly began scaning the new suits 2 looked to be modified 07s but the 3rd had no records on file "it would seem someones been keeping secrets" he did all this as he moved into position near the gemini's gathering more intel so hed recognise the suit if it showed again that if it servived
Tong calmly stowed the sabers "leave now... tell your commanders to surender and no more will have to die. or stay and join your comrads... the choise is your's" the jade panther stold motionless and aparently unarmed... sometimes the lack of force was more intimidating than a show of force
"Sir what are you doing we can't let them go!" marcus exclamed
"silence! you will make no move untill agresive action is taken by them. we must protect our honour"
the gaminies stood motionless thgh they hadent droped there guard as tong apeard to have