NationStates Jolt Archive

"Sir, they've turned our own strategy against us, and are more than making up for their losses this morning."

"Damn, who would've thought they'd come up with such a quick countermeasure... Any report from engineering yet?"

"They're preparing a firmware upgrade, but it'll take some time to filter out to the troops. They've figured out the Terrans' little trick and are adapting our units to use it."

"Good... in the meantime, we'll perform a fighting retreat towards the Ashburton. We don't have the ability to check them, so we'll outrun their heavy equipment. That will buy us some time to regroup. We'll also need to issue evacuation orders." Simms sighed. This had quickly turned into a bad day.

At 1330, the Terran frontal assault had moved sufficiently far south for cleanup work to safely begin behind the Fortescue. The damage was little worse than expected. It would take some time for enough reinforcements to arrive from China to make up for it, but initial reports stated that equally heavy losses were being inflicted on the retreating Union forces. As they were running out of bases in the west to draw from, it wasn't a problem yet.

Once farther south, the Union suits were clear of the smoke and the Terran jamming equipment, and parity returned somewhat. Close combat was brutal. Aries and Albatross parts rained from the sky. Abandoned Oceanic equipment dotted the landscape. It was a messy maneuver, but necessary to save their line from total collapse. At 1500, a first and second line were established at the Ashburton River. Like the Fortescue, it consisted, this time of year, of pools of standing water separated by stretches of cracked earth.

Paraburdoo Base, just north of the river, was a lump in the Oceanic line. Its defenses fought bravely while men and resources attempted to withdraw south, essentially creating a mobile base. Fortunately for them, the base's defenses were thicker than the fire laid down by Terran units, who eventually bypassed it in favor of the line.

But the reestablishment of the lines meant that retreating Oceanic suits had some artillery cover as they approached. Flak and SAM began to harass Aries as Albatross units limped back to new airfields. The Terran vanguard, now too far in front of its support, was forced to fall back in front of the reorganized Oceanic defense. They had lost almost 40% of the force they'd had this morning. Reinforcements were coming from bases farther and farther south. Eventually they would be out, and it would just be them between the Terrans and Perth.

"So... I hope you have another surprise up your sleeve, Simms..."

"I doubt we have the preparation time for anything. We'll just have to try and outmaneuver them once they can get here in full force. Focus on repairing what we've got. We've got ninety minutes tops until they renew the assault." It would be evening by then.

Scrap metal which had been dragged from the front by retreating units was placed on the far bank as a makeshift barricade, but it would only block tanks and men. They had not been able to guarantee the safety of every civilian between the Fortescue and Ashburton; most were still on the way and continually poured across the lines at a steady rate. News reports were coming in that militias had taken on Terran marines in firefights, and occasionally came out on top. Expeditions of men and tanks were attempting to round up as many people as possible before they were caught in the Terran advance.

(OOC: How's that, Kratna? About eight hours in four posts. Woo!)

((ooc: hahaha take that Union forces :D we bad oh yeah we bad :D ))

Ashburton Line 16:30 local (time sync acheaved)

Wings of Aries screamed in low blasting away at the frount lines the union taking heavy fire before the albatrose's could intervene restarting the dogfights in the air raining parts onto the troops below as well as the ood mobile suit acreening into the ground the union forces frying to avoid hitting the line the Terrans targeting the positions slaming into guns and encampments in masive fireballs.

Sagetarius units began bombing the oposet shore softening them up further as the gemini's moved across giveing the artilery a chance to dig in taking up positions oposite the base they had learned a couple lessons on the previous line and everyso oftain wouls shell the riverbed clearing out any traps or spies in the river.

it looked to be another stale mate but the terrans had a tardet insite this time and wouldnt sit still for long

Port headland
the repairs to the Jade Panther were compleated in record time as tong climbed in and put the Gundam through its paces in a deserted section of the town. she was up to snuff again and this time they had spare parts should she need extencive repairs again. but for now it was time to assemble his Platoon... a squad wouldn't get the job done but the several squads in a platoon would be more then suficiant along with there support crews.

he began goonig over the plan with the other squad leaders. they would be boarding the airtransports in half an hour an aditional 2 wings of aries would be deployed along with the transports to ensure they made it the almost 1000 miles to alice springs and the space port there.

The Colonel accepted her answer and said, "Very well then. Assemble your squadrons and you may leave whenever you wish. Dismissed." The Colonel returned to his work after his conversation with Star.

The remanents of Zuse Squadren were preped and ready to go haveing reported to alert stations she gave them a breif rundown of what was happening and that they would be imideatly returning to Greecian command to await there assignments in repelling the invaders form Terran soil.
she ran to the Darkstar as the squad members climbed on there flight platforms thar flew through the preflight check and the moment it was compleat launched into the air her squad directly behind her as they raced across the med back towards athens and grecian command

((ooc: hahaha take that Union forces :D we bad oh yeah we bad :D ))

Ashburton Line 16:30 local (time sync acheaved)

Wings of Aries screamed in low blasting away at the frount lines the union taking heavy fire before the albatrose's could intervene restarting the dogfights in the air raining parts onto the troops below as well as the ood mobile suit acreening into the ground the union forces frying to avoid hitting the line the Terrans targeting the positions slaming into guns and encampments in masive fireballs.

Sagetarius units began bombing the oposet shore softening them up further as the gemini's moved across giveing the artilery a chance to dig in taking up positions oposite the base they had learned a couple lessons on the previous line and everyso oftain wouls shell the riverbed clearing out any traps or spies in the river.

it looked to be another stale mate but the terrans had a tardet insite this time and wouldnt sit still for long

Port headland
the repairs to the Jade Panther were compleated in record time as tong climbed in and put the Gundam through its paces in a deserted section of the town. she was up to snuff again and this time they had spare parts should she need extencive repairs again. but for now it was time to assemble his Platoon... a squad wouldn't get the job done but the several squads in a platoon would be more then suficiant along with there support crews.

he began goonig over the plan with the other squad leaders. they would be boarding the airtransports in half an hour an aditional 2 wings of aries would be deployed along with the transports to ensure they made it the almost 1000 miles to alice springs and the space port there.

The arrival of Sagittarius threw another wrench into the Union's hard reset. "Mobile artillery, too, now... they're really planning ahead, aren't they..." muttered Simms. He had a new map of the line and things were indeed looking grim. Aries operating overhead were pounding the second line while more Albatross struggled to get into the air and even things out. Naval forces were moving up to try and help the coastal flank, which had to deal with the Terran navy. Field mods for Leatherbacks had quickly brought them up to par, so hopefully their pilots would be able to use their experience in aquatic combat to their advantage over the new Terran MS.

"Any bright ideas, Simms?"

"I'm thinking..." he muttered. "We'll need to start bringing men and supplies all the way up from Perth, and after that, we'll be unable to recoup losses any further. Our raids on them need to step it up to get them in the same boat. I have an idea but I need a little more help to make it work."

Alice Springs (1845 local, 1645 west)

Flatbeds rolled into the base carrying various equipment, and three tired mobile suits trudged into the hangers for a much-needed going-over. Desert sand filled every nook and cranny, filters were overflowing, and pilots were agitated. News from the west was filtering in and suddenly the decision to send them east to the half-empty Alice Springs Base was looking rather ridiculous.

Furthermore, no additional movement had been observed from their friends near Newman, and recon had confirmed that the special delivery had indeed been for the enemy Gundam. 'Dang, Chief,' thought Adam, as he parked his unit, 'I guess when you're right, you're right...'

"I can't help but wonder if you wanted this meeting to happen, since you've managed to stay out of sight for so long..." One of the men, the ringleader by the looks of things, took a folder out of his coat and withdrew some documents. These were for Beckett. The others, which he kept, were instructions from western command on permissible amendments to the first offer, which he now prepared.

"I'll get straight to business," he said, handing the papers over. "While there is still bad blood within some circles regarding your... sudden departure, we'll say... there is universal respect for your strength. I'm sure you're aware of the situation, and the Union would like to have that strength back on their side.

"The first, obvious, term is a full pardon for your actions, and the same goes for any of your crew still serving . Base payment will be based on your original military salary, adjusted for inflation, and advanced two pay grades. That is outlined on the first form, and I hope you will agree it is a tidy sum. The next two forms outline your performance pay, bonuses awarded for each Terran unit destroyed - mobile suits, tanks, guns, and so on.

"You will be treated as an auxiliary force outside the normal chain of command; you will answer only to headquarters and will be able to request combat resources from frontline commanders. As long as they are in reason, I'm sure we can arrange for them to oblige.

"If these terms are agreeable, you can go ahead and sign on the dotted line, and we will escort you to the mainland. If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to ask before we go on."

"Aye, this is mostly but I am not going to sign yet I got some requests of my own. First off I want to work with my full curent crew. Secondly I want to continue to operate out of the Paracel islands when not on a mission. Thirdly I want a simmilar pay raise for my crew." Then before giving them a chance to respond Travis said "So now then do you want anything to eat while you talk this over."

"Aye, this is mostly but I am not going to sign yet I got some requests of my own. First off I want to work with my full curent crew. Secondly I want to continue to operate out of the Paracel islands when not on a mission. Thirdly I want a simmilar pay raise for my crew." Then before giving them a chance to respond Travis said "So now then do you want anything to eat while you talk this over."

"I'm fine, thank you, but perhaps some light refreshments for our men would not be bad." The negotiator glanced down at his list of instructions. 'Predictable, I suppose...' he thought, mentally checking things off. He turned his gaze to Beckett. "I believe we can work something out," he announced. "This position should be defensable given your past record of banditry, so there should be no problem with you continuing to use it. Of course, it will be strictly off the record, for everyone's security. And I'm sure command has no problem bringing your crew on board; as you seem to work very well together, that would be for the best. They will be justly compensated. We can work out the final numbers at your leisure."

The Prime Minister took notice of the recent desturction fo the Berlin Federal Meeting Building. The Finnish Representative answered, "We regret to say that it is so Prime Minister, but the European Federation's capital building has recently been destroyed."
Prime Minister Rolf Gregors continued, "We do not officially know if it is work of the Terrans or the French, but we can only assume this much. The Eastern half of the European Federation has moved to invade Greece but the Federation is now no more."
The King finished saying, "That is what we fear Mr. Fespute. If the Federal Meeting Building is destroyed, you must know what happens to the Federation..."

"I understand, although I haven't the faintest clue why they would attack Greece. The Greeks have long since avoided contact with Europe. But, assuming the Federation is at the same level of mobile suit tech as us (which isn't saying much. Europe excluding France has fallen into a dormant state for new technology, but is catching up to the world slowly.) it should be an moderate to easy challenge for your country to stop them, but they will still put up a fight. Meanwhile, we can try to cease their civil war between them. We can loan you all of the mobile suits we have at the present time in aiding to fight the fedederations invasion."

The arrival of Sagittarius threw another wrench into the Union's hard reset. "Mobile artillery, too, now... they're really planning ahead, aren't they..." muttered Simms. He had a new map of the line and things were indeed looking grim. Aries operating overhead were pounding the second line while more Albatross struggled to get into the air and even things out. Naval forces were moving up to try and help the coastal flank, which had to deal with the Terran navy. Field mods for Leatherbacks had quickly brought them up to par, so hopefully their pilots would be able to use their experience in aquatic combat to their advantage over the new Terran MS.

"Any bright ideas, Simms?"

"I'm thinking..." he muttered. "We'll need to start bringing men and supplies all the way up from Perth, and after that, we'll be unable to recoup losses any further. Our raids on them need to step it up to get them in the same boat. I have an idea but I need a little more help to make it work."

Alice Springs (1845 local, 1645 west)

Flatbeds rolled into the base carrying various equipment, and three tired mobile suits trudged into the hangers for a much-needed going-over. Desert sand filled every nook and cranny, filters were overflowing, and pilots were agitated. News from the west was filtering in and suddenly the decision to send them east to the half-empty Alice Springs Base was looking rather ridiculous.

Furthermore, no additional movement had been observed from their friends near Newman, and recon had confirmed that the special delivery had indeed been for the enemy Gundam. 'Dang, Chief,' thought Adam, as he parked his unit, 'I guess when you're right, you're right...'

Port Hedland 17:00

Captain Tong Xiang boarded the transport in the Jade panther folowed by his leutenants Lee, Erik, and the premoted Marcus. along with several others. there were 24 transports in total carying 8 squads and there suport crews with another 6 squads of aries in the air. 2 of those were escorts that would return with the transports.
it might have seen like overkill for most operations but tong was taking no chances so far away from reeenforcements... the plan was to make the mad dash over the outback and when they were within range they would be combat droped onto the ground in a rather insane manover for mobile suits but it would get them on the ground and combat ready in seconds insted of minutes.
the transports launched one by one off the runway circling untill the entire flight was assembled befor striking west... it would be an hour flight an hour untill they stabbed into the heart of the union and if australia fell the rest of the union would crumble under its weight.

"I understand, although I haven't the faintest clue why they would attack Greece. The Greeks have long since avoided contact with Europe. But, assuming the Federation is at the same level of mobile suit tech as us it should be an moderate to easy challenge for your country to stop them, but they will still put up a fight. Meanwhile, we can try to cease their civil war between them. We can loan you all of the mobile suits we have at the present time in aiding to fight the fedederations invasion."

OOC: Greece is a Terran territory just to let you know. What's going on is that the Federation is trying to take back Greece from the Republic.

IC: "We would like to see this civil war be avoided if possible." Answered the Danish Representative. She continued, "If the Federation falls upon itself, Sage will be able to take Europe without any problems."
"Yet at the same time we must ensure the battle for Greece is successful." Interjected the Norwegian Representative. "For the Federation to suffer a tragic defeat along with a civil war will give the Republic an even better chance of taking Europe without problems."
"Indeed..." The King agreed. "We must keep the fighting from errupting. Mr. Fespute, we wish for friendly terms with your nation. We want to keep the Federation from errupting into a civil war and would like to assist you in the effort."...

The remanents of Zuse Squadren were preped and ready to go haveing reported to alert stations she gave them a breif rundown of what was happening and that they would be imideatly returning to Greecian command to await there assignments in repelling the invaders form Terran soil.
she ran to the Darkstar as the squad members climbed on there flight platforms thar flew through the preflight check and the moment it was compleat launched into the air her squad directly behind her as they raced across the med back towards athens and grecian command

The battle on Thassos was brief, seeing that only one Terran squadron kept watch on the area. Jacob and the Alvis squadron landed on the island of Skiros a little while later with a transmission from the main Drake Carrier. "All units! Be on the lookout! The Darkstar Gundam is detected to be heading for Athens!"
"Star..." Jacob thought to himself. He knew that she would be his enemy this time, and could not let her destroy another squadron. But there was a bit of regret within him. He helped her and brought her back home, but now he would have to defeat her. "I must do this for my people though..." Jacob reminded himself. He gave the order, "Alvis squadron, I'm moving in to intercept the Darkstar! Stay behind me and do not fire unless the enemy does so first!"
"Affirmative Commander!" The squadron members said. Their plan was to head to Andros and drive Star and her squadron off course to keep her from reaching Athens.

(OOC: Work post - GO CODE, GO! RUN, DAMN YOU! Holy crap, I think my changes made it suddenly work. Now to save my ass from a Terran reaming...)

Port Hedland 17:00

Captain Tong Xiang boarded the transport in the Jade panther folowed by his leutenants Lee, Erik, and the premoted Marcus. along with several others. there were 24 transports in total carying 8 squads and there suport crews with another 6 squads of aries in the air. 2 of those were escorts that would return with the transports.
it might have seen like overkill for most operations but tong was taking no chances so far away from reeenforcements... the plan was to make the mad dash over the outback and when they were within range they would be combat droped onto the ground in a rather insane manover for mobile suits but it would get them on the ground and combat ready in seconds insted of minutes.
the transports launched one by one off the runway circling untill the entire flight was assembled befor striking west... it would be an hour flight an hour untill they stabbed into the heart of the union and if australia fell the rest of the union would crumble under its weight.

Alice Springs, 1800 local (1700 Port Hedland)

"Oh shit... this is... um... Chief Harris?" The radar operator was somewhat unnerved by the large number of red dots starting to flow east from Port Hedland. Red dots were bad. "We have massive movement at Port Hedland, Aries, ground transports..."

"Dear God..." murmured Harris. "They'll outnumber us three to one! I told them this would happen; Springs can't handle this by itself!" He slammed his fist on the console. "Central Command will have seen this, too. Tell them we need reserves from Queensland immediately." The west had been all but emptied to check the Terran advance there. The east's forces had remained mostly untapped, so they definitely had a shot. But they would take longer than an hour to get here... probably an additional forty five minutes in the best case scenario.

"I need emergency maintenance on all mobile suits, you have thirty minutes to get these things going!" Harris barked, sending mechanics into a flurry of activity. "All pilots, prepare for an all-out defensive battle. We'll need to evacuate the city east..." His mind was spinning.

"Response from Central Command; they're sending three divisions, which should put us up two-to-one," the operator reported. "Estimated arrival is 1940." Too slow, as Harris had predicted. "They're also preparing IMMD, will intercept Terran air advance in thirty minutes." That might help. Intercontinental Multi-Missile Delivery... essentially a multi-stage projectile system. Once the main rocket had expended its fuel, the casing would break open and fire four smaller rockets each roughly the same length as the original. Those would break apart into dozens of micromissiles which could independently track and strike targets. (OOC: Think GP-03 pods from Stardust :-D) How many they had available for immediate launch was unknown, but the Terrans would certainly intercept some.

"Chief, what's going on?" Nelson, Laku, and Adam had come running when they heard the commotion.

"They're thanking us for the recovery time by launching an attack," Harris muttered. "And they're bringing help."

Nelson saw the radar signatures and tightened his fist. "Damn... Chief, the flight pack for Rangipapa is ready to go, right?"

"Yeah, what are you thinking?" he asked.

"I charge in, run BETA from the start, and attack them before they can drop," Nelson replied. "If I leave now, I can intercept them by the time they're halfway here. I can outmaneuver them, plus I have beam weaponry. That ought to make it a little more even."

"I can assist him," added Laku. "I can use the spare beam rifle, right? The two of us are faster than they are, and if we time it with the missile strike..."

"I like it," Adam said. "You two hit and run with the missles, and I'll take charge of defenses here."

"You're all absolutely insane..." said Harris. He smiled. "... but I agree with the plan. Just get back here alive, okay? Sonic Dingo, Rangipapa, prepare for emergency sortie!"

OOC: now continues Gundam Terra Phase 7 Twilight Phoenix clean up lol

Holland sat down on the ground exausted from the heavy lifting "damn this is hard work, one hanger down god only knows how many more to go" he said as he pulled out his water bottle and took a drink. Long, hard back breaking work seemed to be a common thing for them.

(OOC: Work post - GO CODE, GO! RUN, DAMN YOU! Holy crap, I think my changes made it suddenly work. Now to save my ass from a Terran reaming...)



Alice Springs, 1800 local (1700 Port Hedland)

"Oh shit... this is... um... Chief Harris?" The radar operator was somewhat unnerved by the large number of red dots starting to flow east from Port Hedland. Red dots were bad. "We have massive movement at Port Hedland, Aries, ground transports..."

"Dear God..." murmured Harris. "They'll outnumber us three to one! I told them this would happen; Springs can't handle this by itself!" He slammed his fist on the console. "Central Command will have seen this, too. Tell them we need reserves from Queensland immediately." The west had been all but emptied to check the Terran advance there. The east's forces had remained mostly untapped, so they definitely had a shot. But they would take longer than an hour to get here... probably an additional forty five minutes in the best case scenario.

"I need emergency maintenance on all mobile suits, you have thirty minutes to get these things going!" Harris barked, sending mechanics into a flurry of activity. "All pilots, prepare for an all-out defensive battle. We'll need to evacuate the city east..." His mind was spinning.

"Response from Central Command; they're sending three divisions, which should put us up two-to-one," the operator reported. "Estimated arrival is 1940." Too slow, as Harris had predicted. "They're also preparing IMMD, will intercept Terran air advance in thirty minutes." That might help. Intercontinental Multi-Missile Delivery... essentially a multi-stage projectile system. Once the main rocket had expended its fuel, the casing would break open and fire four smaller rockets each roughly the same length as the original. Those would break apart into dozens of micromissiles which could independently track and strike targets. (OOC: Think GP-03 pods from Stardust :-D) How many they had available for immediate launch was unknown, but the Terrans would certainly intercept some.

"Chief, what's going on?" Nelson, Laku, and Adam had come running when they heard the commotion.

"They're thanking us for the recovery time by launching an attack," Harris muttered. "And they're bringing help."

Nelson saw the radar signatures and tightened his fist. "Damn... Chief, the flight pack for Rangipapa is ready to go, right?"

"Yeah, what are you thinking?" he asked.

"I charge in, run BETA from the start, and attack them before they can drop," Nelson replied. "If I leave now, I can intercept them by the time they're halfway here. I can outmaneuver them, plus I have beam weaponry. That ought to make it a little more even."

"I can assist him," added Laku. "I can use the spare beam rifle, right? The two of us are faster than they are, and if we time it with the missile strike..."

"I like it," Adam said. "You two hit and run with the missles, and I'll take charge of defenses here."

"You're all absolutely insane..." said Harris. He smiled. "... but I agree with the plan. Just get back here alive, okay? Sonic Dingo, Rangipapa, prepare for emergency sortie!"

"INCOMING!" the radar had suddenly lit up in a loud of red the scanners unable to track the flurry of missles.
the aried units shot forwards to intersept blasting awy at them trying to get as many as they could but several still made it through there screen erupting into fireballs as they hit the transports wich were desperaty trying to evade the missiles 2 blew up mid air and another started a deathspiral eventualy slaming into the ground

tong lurched to the cockpit of his transport "report!"
"sir we've been hit by a massive missile attack."
"where from?"
"it looks like somwhere just inside there east oa--- SHit!" there had been several bright flashes before the transport oposite exploded and a mobile suit flew past
"nelson..." tong muttered "prepair to open the rear door on my command"
tong raced back to the hold and quickly climbrd into his Gundam powering everything up. he drew his beam rifle and moved to the rear
the doors opened and he steped to the edge. what he did next coul only be called inane as he climbed out of the plane and stoold on its roof taking up position between the wings his rifle at the ready
"nelson this is your final warning... surrender or perish" he took carefull aim at his target ready to fire the moment he said no

OOC: Greece is a Terran territory just to let you know. What's going on is that the Federation is trying to take back Greece from the Republic.

IC: "We would like to see this civil war be avoided if possible." Answered the Danish Representative. She continued, "If the Federation falls upon itself, Sage will be able to take Europe without any problems."
"Yet at the same time we must ensure the battle for Greece is successful." Interjected the Norwegian Representative. "For the Federation to suffer a tragic defeat along with a civil war will give the Republic an even better chance of taking Europe without problems."
"Indeed..." The King agreed. "We must keep the fighting from errupting. Mr. Fespute, we wish for friendly terms with your nation. We want to keep the Federation from errupting into a civil war and would like to assist you in the effort."...

ooc: woops! got mixed up there. :)

"If you have any plans beyond taking Greece, send a message to us, we would gladly assist you. In the meantime, we should start drafting the alliance paper (alliance treaty, stone, configuration, whatever) to signify we are in an alliance. And I sugest we keep this a secret from the rest of the world, if you want to tell your people, I think that will be fine."

ooc: woops! got mixed up there. :)

"If you have any plans beyond taking Greece, send a message to us, we would gladly assist you. In the meantime, we should start drafting the alliance paper (alliance treaty, stone, configuration, whatever) to signify we are in an alliance. And I sugest we keep this a secret from the rest of the world, if you want to tell your people, I think that will be fine."

Prime Minister Rolf Gregors spoke, "Very well. We shall begin this treaty as soon as possible. However we must also be sure to gain the aid of other nations and organizations."
The Norwegian Representative answered, "Yes. We cannot leave out the Oceanic Union from having an opportunity to join us against the Terrans."
The King continued, "We shall begin with a formal declaration of military support to prevent civil war in the Federation and then once we have gained enough support, we can declare ourselves a fully notable resistance movement."
The Swedish Representative questioned, "But the question is, should we let our people know about this?"
The Prime Minister Rolf Gregors answered, "Perhaps not. If the media inquires about our meeting we should be open to what was discussed today. However for the sake of safety, I believe this must be kept secret for now." The members agreed and began drafting the treaty.

"INCOMING!" the radar had suddenly lit up in a loud of red the scanners unable to track the flurry of missles.
the aried units shot forwards to intersept blasting awy at them trying to get as many as they could but several still made it through there screen erupting into fireballs as they hit the transports wich were desperaty trying to evade the missiles 2 blew up mid air and another started a deathspiral eventualy slaming into the ground

tong lurched to the cockpit of his transport "report!"
"sir we've been hit by a massive missile attack."
"where from?"
"it looks like somwhere just inside there east oa--- SHit!" there had been several bright flashes before the transport oposite exploded and a mobile suit flew past
"nelson..." tong muttered "prepair to open the rear door on my command"
tong raced back to the hold and quickly climbrd into his Gundam powering everything up. he drew his beam rifle and moved to the rear
the doors opened and he steped to the edge. what he did next coul only be called inane as he climbed out of the plane and stoold on its roof taking up position between the wings his rifle at the ready
"nelson this is your final warning... surrender or perish" he took carefull aim at his target ready to fire the moment he said no

The explosions ahead meant that they were on time - the IMMD strike had slammed hard into the Terran advance. Nelson keyed the 'beta' command into his terminal and was overwhelmed by a burst of targeting information. "No good... Rangipapa... just focus on the transports!" He opened up his comlink line to the Sonic Dingo. "Laku, ignore the Aries for now. We'll fly past them and engage the transports."

"Roger!" The two opened up their thrusters and made a beeline for the planes. Aries were scambling in the aftermath of the missile attack and watched in shock as the two rocketed past and fired their beam rifles. Two more transports were hit, the shots passing straight through the nose and cargo bays. The one Nelson had struck exploded as the fuel was ignited.

He turned around for another pass, now mindful of Aries gunfire. His comm buzzed. Next to the plane he'd destroyed, he saw his old friend, the Terran Gundam, parked on top of its transport with gun drawn. "Nelson, this your final warning... surrender, or perish!"

Nelson weaved through the Aries gunfire and pointed his rifle away from Tong's plane. "How many times are you going to ask me that?!" he yelled. He fired his rifle through a pair of Aries and unloaded his vulcans into the transport's left engine.

Laku was now under attack from several directions, but she kept her cool and continued her run. Another transport appeared in front of her. She aimed the rifle... "Go down!!" Two shots, and a plume of smoke... Her computer buzzed as Aries missiles began their approach. "Nice try... but..." She pulled back hard on the controls and accelerated upward, barrel-rolling her way through the explosions of colliding missiles. (OOC: Roy Fokker taught her that ^_^) Missiles which persisted were dealt with by a well-timed chaff release. "Nelson, we're nearing our limit, here!"

Prime Minister Rolf Gregors spoke, "Very well. We shall begin this treaty as soon as possible. However we must also be sure to gain the aid of other nations and organizations."
The Norwegian Representative answered, "Yes. We cannot leave out the Oceanic Union from having an opportunity to join us against the Terrans."
The King continued, "We shall begin with a formal declaration of military support to prevent civil war in the Federation and then once we have gained enough support, we can declare ourselves a fully notable resistance movement."
The Swedish Representative questioned, "But the question is, should we let our people know about this?"
The Prime Minister Rolf Gregors answered, "Perhaps not. If the media inquires about our meeting we should be open to what was discussed today. However for the sake of safety, I believe this must be kept secret for now." The members agreed and began drafting the treaty.

"Very well then, so we should contact the Oceanic Union as soon as possible. And I can't believe i'm saying this, but what if we....you know...recruit a .... terrorist organization as well. I mean, The Army of Islam ran a good attack on Paris, they lost because they had no military or mobile suit back up which we could supply. They have good inteligence and can create quite some civil unrest. The only reason Terra has control over the people they rule over now is because they don't know about them screwing up their media, making us the bad guys! While not showing them killing millions of people, collapsing governments, and imposing martial law on newly conqued territories! If we can backfire their media, then we can expose the Terran Republic for what it truly does! Although I wouldn't expect all of this to happen overnight. So..... what do you think?"

Holland and his group moved to the next hanger that they had to clear up. When they looked only one thing came to mind "ah crap" Holland said seeing a massive pile. Before they could get started Luna came over in her mobile suit and picked most of it up and put it on the truck. Saved Holland some work so he was glade for that much. it saved them a few horus work so they moved to the next hanger.

"Very well then, so we should contact the Oceanic Union as soon as possible. And I can't believe i'm saying this, but what if we....you know...recruit a .... terrorist organization as well. I mean, The Army of Islam ran a good attack on Paris, they lost because they had no military or mobile suit back up which we could supply. They have good inteligence and can create quite some civil unrest. The only reason Terra has control over the people they rule over now is because they don't know about them screwing up their media, making us the bad guys! While not showing them killing millions of people, collapsing governments, and imposing martial law on newly conqued territories! If we can backfire their media, then we can expose the Terran Republic for what it truly does! Although I wouldn't expect all of this to happen overnight. So..... what do you think?"

The members were rather reluctant to answer the Prime Minister's question, but the Prime Minister answered first saying, "The Army of Islam does indeed have some rather extreme methods for dealing with the Republic. However this brings up the questions of wether or not we should employ their services simply because they are against the Republic."
The Swedish Representative added, "We also must take into question what the Army of Islam will do once it is free. Will it have new targets or simply be content with freedom?"
The King told the Representatives, "I believe we will have to discuss the matter of the Army of Islam for another time. We could dedicate a whole session to discussing this."
The Danish Representative suggested, "Perhaps we can find the services of a more moderate group? Maybe there are rebels taking action within the Republic as we speak."
The Finnish Representative added, "I believe we could try to find several. But maybe we should also take into consideration of finding the group that sent us those... things..." He was speaking in reference to the group that sent them the 100 robots towards Kitee Mobile Suit Base. What the group was trying to accomplish was still uncertain. "Even if they do not support us, we will at least know if they are the enemy or not."
The Norwegian Representative nodded saying, "It is better to know our enemies then be in fear of them. But what to do about the Terran media?"
The Prime Minister answered, "It may not be quite an effective move. The Terran military is almost omni-present and can put down any uprising within a couple of hours or minutes if possible."
The King added, "And there is also the problem that more life will be lost than necessary. If we expose the violence to the people, it will only create more violence. I doubt that doing so would make us any better than the Terrans."

"I'm fine, thank you, but perhaps some light refreshments for our men would not be bad." The negotiator glanced down at his list of instructions. 'Predictable, I suppose...' he thought, mentally checking things off. He turned his gaze to Beckett. "I believe we can work something out," he announced. "This position should be defensable given your past record of banditry, so there should be no problem with you continuing to use it. Of course, it will be strictly off the record, for everyone's security. And I'm sure command has no problem bringing your crew on board; as you seem to work very well together, that would be for the best. They will be justly compensated. We can work out the final numbers at your leisure."

"Well then it's a deal I'll serve the Union's intersts on those terms." Travis handed the negotiator a peace of paper. "Hear is the information on how to get into contact with me, till you give me some orders I'll keep on ambushing Republic pattrols."

(OOC: Kratna... so I bungled my country's background again. While it's true that rivers in the west are dry for parts of the year, and January is summer, guess what else also happens in the summer... FRICKIN TYPHOON SEASON. From Wikipedia article on North West Coastal Highway: "Most of the time these creeks and rivers are dry; however between November and April, the passage of cyclones and other rain bearing depressions can cause the rivers to rise from dry to over 10 metres deep in less than a day." Of course, I'm not going to god-mod the weather, but it's something to keep in mind as long as we're still in the northish bits, riverbeds may not necessarily be totally dry or shallow.)

"Well then it's a deal I'll serve the Union's intersts on those terms." Travis handed the negotiator a peace of paper. "Hear is the information on how to get into contact with me, till you give me some orders I'll keep on ambushing Republic pattrols."

"Glad to hear it," the negotiator said, placing the document in his folder. "Those orders may come sooner than you think. The situation in the west is changing hourly, and who knows what's happened while we've been talking?" The group all went back up to the deck, and the Union soldiers boarded their waiting helicoptor. "It was a pleasure doing business with you, Mister Beckett. We look forward to hearing great things about you and your crew."

The members were rather reluctant to answer the Prime Minister's question, but the Prime Minister answered first saying, "The Army of Islam does indeed have some rather extreme methods for dealing with the Republic. However this brings up the questions of wether or not we should employ their services simply because they are against the Republic."
The Swedish Representative added, "We also must take into question what the Army of Islam will do once it is free. Will it have new targets or simply be content with freedom?"
The King told the Representatives, "I believe we will have to discuss the matter of the Army of Islam for another time. We could dedicate a whole session to discussing this."
The Danish Representative suggested, "Perhaps we can find the services of a more moderate group? Maybe there are rebels taking action within the Republic as we speak."
The Finnish Representative added, "I believe we could try to find several. But maybe we should also take into consideration of finding the group that sent us those... things..." He was speaking in reference to the group that sent them the 100 robots towards Kitee Mobile Suit Base. What the group was trying to accomplish was still uncertain. "Even if they do not support us, we will at least know if they are the enemy or not."
The Norwegian Representative nodded saying, "It is better to know our enemies then be in fear of them. But what to do about the Terran media?"
The Prime Minister answered, "It may not be quite an effective move. The Terran military is almost omni-present and can put down any uprising within a couple of hours or minutes if possible."
The King added, "And there is also the problem that more life will be lost than necessary. If we expose the violence to the people, it will only create more violence. I doubt that doing so would make us any better than the Terrans."

" I guess we should leave all of that for a later day. We need to work on the treaty."

(OOC: Kratna... so I bungled my country's background again. While it's true that rivers in the west are dry for parts of the year, and January is summer, guess what else also happens in the summer... FRICKIN TYPHOON SEASON. From Wikipedia article on North West Coastal Highway: "Most of the time these creeks and rivers are dry; however between November and April, the passage of cyclones and other rain bearing depressions can cause the rivers to rise from dry to over 10 metres deep in less than a day." Of course, I'm not going to god-mod the weather, but it's something to keep in mind as long as we're still in the northish bits, riverbeds may not necessarily be totally dry or shallow.)

((ooc: well an agread apon weather event wouldn't be god-modding but i see your point))

((ooc: well an agread apon weather event wouldn't be god-modding but i see your point))

(OOC: Yeah, but, if we get behind again, we can always go, "Meh, typhoon. We'll be back in a day or two.")

The explosions ahead meant that they were on time - the IMMD strike had slammed hard into the Terran advance. Nelson keyed the 'beta' command into his terminal and was overwhelmed by a burst of targeting information. "No good... Rangipapa... just focus on the transports!" He opened up his comlink line to the Sonic Dingo. "Laku, ignore the Aries for now. We'll fly past them and engage the transports."

"Roger!" The two opened up their thrusters and made a beeline for the planes. Aries were scambling in the aftermath of the missile attack and watched in shock as the two rocketed past and fired their beam rifles. Two more transports were hit, the shots passing straight through the nose and cargo bays. The one Nelson had struck exploded as the fuel was ignited.

He turned around for another pass, now mindful of Aries gunfire. His comm buzzed. Next to the plane he'd destroyed, he saw his old friend, the Terran Gundam, parked on top of its transport with gun drawn. "Nelson, this your final warning... surrender, or perish!"

Nelson weaved through the Aries gunfire and pointed his rifle away from Tong's plane. "How many times are you going to ask me that?!" he yelled. He fired his rifle through a pair of Aries and unloaded his vulcans into the transport's left engine.

Laku was now under attack from several directions, but she kept her cool and continued her run. Another transport appeared in front of her. She aimed the rifle... "Go down!!" Two shots, and a plume of smoke... Her computer buzzed as Aries missiles began their approach. "Nice try... but..." She pulled back hard on the controls and accelerated upward, barrel-rolling her way through the explosions of colliding missiles. (OOC: Roy Fokker taught her that ^_^) Missiles which persisted were dealt with by a well-timed chaff release. "Nelson, we're nearing our limit, here!"

tong opened fire on nelson a constant barage of fire he had given nelson the traditional 3 warnings and nelsons death would be on his own head now for not accepting when he had the chance.
he lurched as the engine was his balence momentarily thrown off and the transport strugled to compensate but staying in the air. he was in a dangourous position up here... one wrong move and he would be in free fall with nothing to stop him... but it was better than dieing a cowards death in the cargo hold. tong reopend fire targeting both nelson and laku depending on who got close enough to shoot at... he had to drive them off before he lost tomany transports to take the base

time passed and lunch came around at the Suez base. Holland and the others got there food and sat down on what ever rock they could find. Holland began to talk to the woman who was choosen to be the commander of the base "so Commander, just what secret weapon did Triner and the council have in store for this base to defend it?" he asked wondering how they expected to protect the base in its weakend state. She looked at him and smiled "Its rather simple, we brought with us a Lohengrin positron blaster cannon, a weapon so powerful it was made illigal by the republic to manufacture or own one" she told him.

Holland was surprised, how could they have gotten such a powerful weapon "How did the council pull that off? I mean who built it?" he asked "that remains a secret but either way with it this base will be safe, not even a battalion of republic mobile suits would want to be on the wrong end of this" she told him before continuing to eat her food.

tong opened fire on nelson a constant barage of fire he had given nelson the traditional 3 warnings and nelsons death would be on his own head now for not accepting when he had the chance.
he lurched as the engine was his balence momentarily thrown off and the transport strugled to compensate but staying in the air. he was in a dangourous position up here... one wrong move and he would be in free fall with nothing to stop him... but it was better than dieing a cowards death in the cargo hold. tong reopend fire targeting both nelson and laku depending on who got close enough to shoot at... he had to drive them off before he lost tomany transports to take the base

Nelson and Laku now had to avoid the accurate Tong's fire in addition to the Aries. Nelson could cope, but Laku was definitely getting in over her head. She buried her last shot in a transport's cargo hold and hoped it would ignite something lethal. No explosion, but the plane lurched dangerously from what appeared to be massive shifting weight. She must have punctured a suit or two. Nelson in the meantime had used his final beam rifle shot on the other transport engine carrying Tong's suit. His plane swerved again but managed to keep steady. With no engines, it would glide to its destination.

The pulse in the back of his head was starting to gnaw at him. There were still plenty of Aries flying around, but a fair portion of the transport fleet was either smoking in the air or had already crashed. Parts of the Aries squadron were also in ruins. But if he and Laku wanted to rearm, they had to leave now. He dodged another of Tong's blasts and emptied the final rounds of his vulcan into a passing Aries. "Laku, we're out of here. We've done enough!"

"Roger that, Lieutenant. But first..." Laku brought up her targeting computer. It was filled with Aries and transport signatures. "Eat THIS!" She emptied her backpack with a micromissile barrage before turning tale and joining Nelson in a fast retreat. Nelson powered down his Beta System and relaxed as the Terrans faded into the background. His pulse was racing. He could still feel a few veins popping out of his head. He had to calm down, because he'd need it again soon. They would get to base perhaps ten minutes before the Terran assault. That would barely leave enough time to replenish his rifle's energy and Laku's missile pods.

He took a deep breath. That had been reckless. He knew this system was bad for him, but at the same time, he had to make the best use of this power while he could. 'Just let me use you for a bit longer...' he thought. 'Just until I beat him. Then we'll go from there.'

Laku playfully flew circles around Nelson's unit. "That was incredible, Lieutenant! We really caught them sleeping!"

"Yeah, we should've done that from the start," Nelson replied. "But... the real battle starts once we get back."

"Well then it's a deal I'll serve the Union's intersts on those terms." Travis handed the negotiator a peace of paper. "Hear is the information on how to get into contact with me, till you give me some orders I'll keep on ambushing Republic pattrols."

Ashburton Line, 1730

"Colonel Simms! We've just received word that X-Zero is back onboard."

"Say what?" Simms asked. The Union lines were badly in need of a boost, and this was just what they needed. "They've signed Beckett on?"

"Yes sir, they say he will continue raiding the Republic supply lines along with our vessels until he receives orders."

"Has he provided us a way to contact him?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then do it! Tell him he is to report to the western front immediately. He can take whichever approach he wants, just so he can assist us before we lose too much more ground..."

The battle on Thassos was brief, seeing that only one Terran squadron kept watch on the area. Jacob and the Alvis squadron landed on the island of Skiros a little while later with a transmission from the main Drake Carrier. "All units! Be on the lookout! The Darkstar Gundam is detected to be heading for Athens!"
"Star..." Jacob thought to himself. He knew that she would be his enemy this time, and could not let her destroy another squadron. But there was a bit of regret within him. He helped her and brought her back home, but now he would have to defeat her. "I must do this for my people though..." Jacob reminded himself. He gave the order, "Alvis squadron, I'm moving in to intercept the Darkstar! Stay behind me and do not fire unless the enemy does so first!"
"Affirmative Commander!" The squadron members said. Their plan was to head to Andros and drive Star and her squadron off course to keep her from reaching Athens.

the flight back from Isreal was largly uneventful it wasnt untill she passed the island of syros that something happened her radar picked up a contact closing fast... someone thought they were brave... Scandavavian... well those are eazy pickings i'll let him think hes got me for a little while longer
"Zues Squadron break off make it look like you dont see him"
"Captain?"
"just do it"
the squad acellerated and star decreesed her speed slightly putting some distance between her and her squad

time passed and lunch came around at the Suez base. Holland and the others got there food and sat down on what ever rock they could find. Holland began to talk to the woman who was choosen to be the commander of the base "so Commander, just what secret weapon did Triner and the council have in store for this base to defend it?" he asked wondering how they expected to protect the base in its weakend state. She looked at him and smiled "Its rather simple, we brought with us a Lohengrin positron blaster cannon, a weapon so powerful it was made illigal by the republic to manufacture or own one" she told him.

Holland was surprised, how could they have gotten such a powerful weapon "How did the council pull that off? I mean who built it?" he asked "that remains a secret but either way with it this base will be safe, not even a battalion of republic mobile suits would want to be on the wrong end of this" she told him before continuing to eat her food.

((ooc: good god man! banned weaponry sheesh... someone hand Sage the red button))

((ooc: good god man! banned weaponry sheesh... someone hand Sage the red button))

(OOC: Heh... have Star watch GS Destiny and then fire her at it. She's angrier than Shinn so she should be able to repeat history with 2x efficiency :-D)

Nelson and Laku now had to avoid the accurate Tong's fire in addition to the Aries. Nelson could cope, but Laku was definitely getting in over her head. She buried her last shot in a transport's cargo hold and hoped it would ignite something lethal. No explosion, but the plane lurched dangerously from what appeared to be massive shifting weight. She must have punctured a suit or two. Nelson in the meantime had used his final beam rifle shot on the other transport engine carrying Tong's suit. His plane swerved again but managed to keep steady. With no engines, it would glide to its destination.

The pulse in the back of his head was starting to gnaw at him. There were still plenty of Aries flying around, but a fair portion of the transport fleet was either smoking in the air or had already crashed. Parts of the Aries squadron were also in ruins. But if he and Laku wanted to rearm, they had to leave now. He dodged another of Tong's blasts and emptied the final rounds of his vulcan into a passing Aries. "Laku, we're out of here. We've done enough!"

"Roger that, Lieutenant. But first..." Laku brought up her targeting computer. It was filled with Aries and transport signatures. "Eat THIS!" She emptied her backpack with a micromissile barrage before turning tale and joining Nelson in a fast retreat. Nelson powered down his Beta System and relaxed as the Terrans faded into the background. His pulse was racing. He could still feel a few veins popping out of his head. He had to calm down, because he'd need it again soon. They would get to base perhaps ten minutes before the Terran assault. That would barely leave enough time to replenish his rifle's energy and Laku's missile pods.

He took a deep breath. That had been reckless. He knew this system was bad for him, but at the same time, he had to make the best use of this power while he could. 'Just let me use you for a bit longer...' he thought. 'Just until I beat him. Then we'll go from there.'

Laku playfully flew circles around Nelson's unit. "That was incredible, Lieutenant! We really caught them sleeping!"

"Yeah, we should've done that from the start," Nelson replied. "But... the real battle starts once we get back."

Tong watched as Nelson and his wingman retreated next time there will be no warning... you have thrice refused my offer... there shall be no more
theyed suffered heavy dammage and lost a total of 6 of the 24 transports the rest all had some sort of dammage ranging from barly holding together to acouple bulet holes. tongs own transport was on glide theyed fall short of there LZ but they would still make it to the area and that was good enough for tong

He leped off the transport as it got low enough to do so without risking serious dammage and watched his transport make an emergency landing along with several others... the rest exicuted there drops as per there orders and buged out heading back for the terran lines.
it was time to asses what he had to work with. he was down to 2 and a half squads of aries he meraculasly still had both sagitarius squads but was down to 4 and a half gemini squads... the suport personell had taken the biggest hits with the loss of the AA artilery and 2 squads of tanks.... the technitions and mecanics he had been required to take were largly intact with only acouple losses of personal it would have to be enough

several minutes later tong haulted the sagitarus units and the one squat of mobile artilery on the ridge overlooking alice springs the city looked so peacefull so serene.. the poeple and no idea of the carnage about to befall them... tong moved his binoculars past the city and brought the Launch site into focus.
"there it is gentalmen. our objective." tong was his usual calm the peacefull scean befor him giving him strength " your orders are clear... take the base... supress the Union forces and do minimal damage to the base facilities" he climbed back into his Gundam and brought his heavy beam cannons to bear "Target the base defences" he selected a turent from his list of avalable targets his cannons charging "ready weapons" there was an ominous sound of macheanery grinding as the guns along the small line selected an aporpreate elevation for there selected targets "ground forces do not move in untill we've drawn out there troops"
The geminies along with the tanks that made it were curently in a concealed position on the other side of the ridge along with the APC's carying the technitions and mechanics... radar may have picked them up when they landed but the rouch terain in this regon would disrupt ground scan's so they were configent they would remain hidden untill they moved

"aries squads take up defencive positions as soon as they launch there own air units. keep them off our backs untill we get close enough to make them risk frendly fire if they try and shoot us"

he didn't know how ready the Union forces where for them but it was time to anounce there presence "Fire!" the calm was ripped asunder as the artilery line began fireing salvo after salvo into the base targeting base turents defencive positions tongs beams glowing death as he shifted targets fireing again he had lowered the charge time as such high energy levels would not be necicary to take out defencive positions.

((ooc: good god man! banned weaponry sheesh... someone hand Sage the red button))

OOC: you don't think i was going to win by fighting on the republics terms did you?

Tong watched as Nelson and his wingman retreated next time there will be no warning... you have thrice refused my offer... there shall be no more
theyed suffered heavy dammage and lost a total of 6 of the 24 transports the rest all had some sort of dammage ranging from barly holding together to acouple bulet holes. tongs own transport was on glide theyed fall short of there LZ but they would still make it to the area and that was good enough for tong

He leped off the transport as it got low enough to do so without risking serious dammage and watched his transport make an emergency landing along with several others... the rest exicuted there drops as per there orders and buged out heading back for the terran lines.
it was time to asses what he had to work with. he was down to 2 and a half squads of aries he meraculasly still had both sagitarius squads but was down to 4 and a half gemini squads... the suport personell had taken the biggest hits with the loss of the AA artilery and 2 squads of tanks.... the technitions and mecanics he had been required to take were largly intact with only acouple losses of personal it would have to be enough

several minutes later tong haulted the sagitarus units and the one squat of mobile artilery on the ridge overlooking alice springs the city looked so peacefull so serene.. the poeple and no idea of the carnage about to befall them... tong moved his binoculars past the city and brought the Launch site into focus.
"there it is gentalmen. our objective." tong was his usual calm the peacefull scean befor him giving him strength " your orders are clear... take the base... supress the Union forces and do minimal damage to the base facilities" he climbed back into his Gundam and brought his heavy beam cannons to bear "Target the base defences" he selected a turent from his list of avalable targets his cannons charging "ready weapons" there was an ominous sound of macheanery grinding as the guns along the small line selected an aporpreate elevation for there selected targets "ground forces do not move in untill we've drawn out there troops"
The geminies along with the tanks that made it were curently in a concealed position on the other side of the ridge along with the APC's carying the technitions and mechanics... radar may have picked them up when they landed but the rouch terain in this regon would disrupt ground scan's so they were configent they would remain hidden untill they moved

"aries squads take up defencive positions as soon as they launch there own air units. keep them off our backs untill we get close enough to make them risk frendly fire if they try and shoot us"

he didn't know how ready the Union forces where for them but it was time to anounce there presence "Fire!" the calm was ripped asunder as the artilery line began fireing salvo after salvo into the base targeting base turents defencive positions tongs beams glowing death as he shifted targets fireing again he had lowered the charge time as such high energy levels would not be necicary to take out defencive positions.

"INCOMING ENEMY ATTACK!!" Beam cannons ripped through the air and hit the base's control tower, instantly destroying it. Shattered glass and metal fragments rained down on the men below as they scrambled for cover. A steady shower of shells crashed down on the perimeter, throwing up clouds of dust when they missed and sending troops flying when they hit guns. Mobile suits scrambled out of the way. Their weapons could do no damage at this distance.

From the hangers on the opposite side of the base, Harris quickly got his team's mobile stations online as a makeshift headquarters. "Shit, they took out command? They're early, too! Legions eight and nine, you need to get airborne. Circle around the ridges to scout and attack enemy positions!"

"We can't account for most of their force, sir. Maybe they were wiped out in our attack?"

"No, there's no way they were that effective... where the hell is their ground force?" A ground scan was turning up nothing. "Oh wait... no, no no no NO! We're so stupid..."

"Sir?"

"The ridges, why didn't we fortify the ridges? We're trapped down here and they can maneuver outside as they please!"

Nelson heard the explosions and tossed aside his canteen. 'That time already, huh...' Mechanics scrambled to perform the last adjustments to his unit. He popped a pair of aspirin and ran to his lift. 'I have to end this!'

Laku's missile pods were being hastily reloaded. "Moloti, you'll take control of eight and nine once you're up. There's no time to recharge the second rifle, all the juice we have is going into Lieutenant Allblack's!"

"That's fine, I'll just take a machine gun," she answered, entering her cockpit. She cracked her knuckles and began booting the system. "Let's fly high, then... Sonic Dingo!"

"How's the evacuation going?" yelled Harris, trying to be heard over the explosions outside.

"Eighty percent complete, we'll try to draw their attention away from the city!"

"Where are the friendlies from CC?"

"Still forty five minutes away, sir!"

"We have to hold until then!" There was another good reason for that. The sunset behind the ridge meant that right now it was impossible to look into the Terran line without getting blinded. If they could prove that fighting from a distance would not dislodge them, the Terrans would be forced to push forward. It might be all right to pull back and counterattack before the Terrans could settle in, but...

The hanger doors peeled open and Laku hovered out before accelerating quickly into the evening sky. An aerial battle had already begun, with Albatross engaging Aries over the ridges. A burst of fire from her machine gun into a hapless Terran announced her arrival on the battlefield. "Get behind them!" she barked. "Between them and the sun!"

Nelson's system booted up and he adjusted his scope. He immediately contacted Adam. "What's the situation over there?" he asked.

"Not good, man!" Adam replied. "They're pounding us from up there. We only have so much artillery and our suits are useless at this range."

"Maintain your suits by whatever means!" Nelson said. "I'll force them down so you'll get some target practice in."

"That's what I want to hear!" Adam said. "I'm sure they'll love to see you again."

Nelson walked outside and warmed up his refueled flight pack. He had a rifle in his right hand and a shield in his left. A pulse shot through his head, and he winced. But he saw it... motion from the ridge? He instinctively shifted his balancer to the right and thrust his shield out. A pink beam shot across the sky. He was halfway through the move when his computer began to beep with an energy warning. The shot contacted his shield, which was at the perfect angle to deflect it over the hanger and into the ground behind the base. 'How did I... the system wasn't even on, but...'

He pushed the thought aside and righted himself. Just luck, he thought. Those damn aspirin better kick in soon, because once he was in the sky, he'd have to activate the system if he was to mow through the Aries on his way to the ridge. "X-Two, Nelson Allblack. Rangipapa, LAUNCH!" Nelson's Gundam rocketed into the air and proceeded towards the ridge and the aerial battle above it.

OOC: you don't think i was going to win by fighting on the republics terms did you?

((ooc: well of couuuurseee... we all gotta play by the same rules ;) LOL))

"INCOMING ENEMY ATTACK!!" Beam cannons ripped through the air and hit the base's control tower, instantly destroying it. Shattered glass and metal fragments rained down on the men below as they scrambled for cover. A steady shower of shells crashed down on the perimeter, throwing up clouds of dust when they missed and sending troops flying when they hit guns. Mobile suits scrambled out of the way. Their weapons could do no damage at this distance.

From the hangers on the opposite side of the base, Harris quickly got his team's mobile stations online as a makeshift headquarters. "Shit, they took out command? They're early, too! Legions eight and nine, you need to get airborne. Circle around the ridges to scout and attack enemy positions!"

"We can't account for most of their force, sir. Maybe they were wiped out in our attack?"

"No, there's no way they were that effective... where the hell is their ground force?" A ground scan was turning up nothing. "Oh wait... no, no no no NO! We're so stupid..."

"Sir?"

"The ridges, why didn't we fortify the ridges? We're trapped down here and they can maneuver outside as they please!"

Nelson heard the explosions and tossed aside his canteen. 'That time already, huh...' Mechanics scrambled to perform the last adjustments to his unit. He popped a pair of aspirin and ran to his lift. 'I have to end this!'

Laku's missile pods were being hastily reloaded. "Moloti, you'll take control of eight and nine once you're up. There's no time to recharge the second rifle, all the juice we have is going into Lieutenant Allblack's!"

"That's fine, I'll just take a machine gun," she answered, entering her cockpit. She cracked her knuckles and began booting the system. "Let's fly high, then... Sonic Dingo!"

"How's the evacuation going?" yelled Harris, trying to be heard over the explosions outside.

"Eighty percent complete, we'll try to draw their attention away from the city!"

"Where are the friendlies from CC?"

"Still forty five minutes away, sir!"

"We have to hold until then!" There was another good reason for that. The sunset behind the ridge meant that right now it was impossible to look into the Terran line without getting blinded. If they could prove that fighting from a distance would not dislodge them, the Terrans would be forced to push forward. It might be all right to pull back and counterattack before the Terrans could settle in, but...

The hanger doors peeled open and Laku hovered out before accelerating quickly into the evening sky. An aerial battle had already begun, with Albatross engaging Aries over the ridges. A burst of fire from her machine gun into a hapless Terran announced her arrival on the battlefield. "Get behind them!" she barked. "Between them and the sun!"

Nelson's system booted up and he adjusted his scope. He immediately contacted Adam. "What's the situation over there?" he asked.

"Not good, man!" Adam replied. "They're pounding us from up there. We only have so much artillery and our suits are useless at this range."

"Maintain your suits by whatever means!" Nelson said. "I'll force them down so you'll get some target practice in."

"That's what I want to hear!" Adam said. "I'm sure they'll love to see you again."

Nelson walked outside and warmed up his refueled flight pack. He had a rifle in his right hand and a shield in his left. A pulse shot through his head, and he winced. But he saw it... motion from the ridge? He instinctively shifted his balancer to the right and thrust his shield out. A pink beam shot across the sky. He was halfway through the move when his computer began to beep with an energy warning. The shot contacted his shield, which was at the perfect angle to deflect it over the hanger and into the ground behind the base. 'How did I... the system wasn't even on, but...'

He pushed the thought aside and righted himself. Just luck, he thought. Those damn aspirin better kick in soon, because once he was in the sky, he'd have to activate the system if he was to mow through the Aries on his way to the ridge. "X-Two, Nelson Allblack. Rangipapa, LAUNCH!" Nelson's Gundam rocketed into the air and proceeded towards the ridge and the aerial battle above it.

they didn't apear to want to move... that wasn't the plan... they must be stalling for somehting.. re-enforcements... quite likely they did now we where coming "keep up the attack" he instructed the artilery "don't worry about me" he slinked down into the city hideing amoungs the buildings weaving his way towards the base. they would likely expect a full chards of there lines and that wuld eventualy happen but the defences had to be finished off first "Lee, Marcus.... be prepaired to move on my mark i'm going to draw them out... you know what to do after that"
"you got it boss" Marcus informal as ever anounced as Tong in Quadraped mode Charged forwards Leaping over a remaining wall section right into where the IR told him there was a colection of mobile suits the beam blades on his stabalizers tearing through there stunned mobile suits. when he had cleard them he turned and paused giveing them tome to realize what had just happend and as soon they started moving on him he took off threw there ranks again weaving through the mobile suits cutting down the ones to each side as he bolted for the nearest opening hopeing they had fallen for the bait.

the story in the air was slightly difrent the aries had the slight advantage of numbers for the time being but Laku's arival had evened them up a little bit but Nelson's arival set them dead even skill-wise and the battle got seroius as they fought over the artilery lins trying to keep them away from the south ridge where the ground forces were hideing.
"sir there trying to draw us into the sun!"
"Let them!" the new Aries squad commander orderd "they think they got the advantage so we'll play to that. switch screand to dark and activate those new fangled X scanners use them for target lock but hold your fire till there confident they have the upper hand, then give them Hell!"
and the waiting game began

they didn't apear to want to move... that wasn't the plan... they must be stalling for somehting.. re-enforcements... quite likely they did now we where coming "keep up the attack" he instructed the artilery "don't worry about me" he slinked down into the city hideing amoungs the buildings weaving his way towards the base. they would likely expect a full chards of there lines and that wuld eventualy happen but the defences had to be finished off first "Lee, Marcus.... be prepaired to move on my mark i'm going to draw them out... you know what to do after that"
"you got it boss" Marcus informal as ever anounced as Tong in Quadraped mode Charged forwards Leaping over a remaining wall section right into where the IR told him there was a colection of mobile suits the beam blades on his stabalizers tearing through there stunned mobile suits. when he had cleard them he turned and paused giveing them tome to realize what had just happend and as soon they started moving on him he took off threw there ranks again weaving through the mobile suits cutting down the ones to each side as he bolted for the nearest opening hopeing they had fallen for the bait.

the story in the air was slightly difrent the aries had the slight advantage of numbers for the time being but Laku's arival had evened them up a little bit but Nelson's arival set them dead even skill-wise and the battle got seroius as they fought over the artilery lins trying to keep them away from the south ridge where the ground forces were hideing.
"sir there trying to draw us into the sun!"
"Let them!" the new Aries squad commander orderd "they think they got the advantage so we'll play to that. switch screand to dark and activate those new fangled X scanners use them for target lock but hold your fire till there confident they have the upper hand, then give them Hell!"
and the waiting game began

Fired ripped through the sky as Nelson arrived. His beam rifle tore through the cockpit of one, sending debris flying in all directions. He checked his scope... where was the enemy Gundam? An Aries got up in his grill, perhaps annoyed that the newcomer wasn't paying proper attention to the battle. "Get out of my way!" he yelled, thrusting the shield forward. The Aries was struck and the metal frame around the cockpit caved it. It began a straight drop, having had all its forward momentum robbed by the blow.

His time in the dogfight was short-lived. An explosion from the city. "Damn, he's fast!" Nelson changed direction and realigned his scanners. There was the enemy Gundam, and he was tearing apart the units covering the evacuation. "Alice, red alert, he's in the city! I can't see the others, though, stay on your toes, Adam!" He armed his rifle and took aim. His temple throbbed, this time from the computer's feedback. "Hey, you! I'm right HERE!" he shouted, and fired.

Albatross units had circled around and now had their backs to the sun. The Aries commander smiled and switched on his X-scanner... and froze. Instead of several clear images of mobile suits, there were occasional spots dashing in front of a glowing ball of... why the hell was the sun still there? The sun, to his knowledge, was an excellent source of visible light... there was ultraviolet radiation, everyone knew that... infrared, well that only made sense, heat gave off that kind of radiation... so where the hell did x-rays come from?

The answer was the corona. The gases in the sun's outer atmosphere reached temperatures in the millions of degrees, creating said radiation. (OOC: Source: http://imagine.gsfc.nasa.gov/docs/science/know_l2/sun.html) So that meant they only had radar to go on, while the Oceanic mobile suits had them plainly in sight. Needless to say, it was difficult to see one of Laku's patented missile showers approaching.

the flight back from Isreal was largly uneventful it wasnt untill she passed the island of syros that something happened her radar picked up a contact closing fast... someone thought they were brave... Scandavavian... well those are eazy pickings i'll let him think hes got me for a little while longer
"Zues Squadron break off make it look like you dont see him"
"Captain?"
"just do it"
the squad acellerated and star decreesed her speed slightly putting some distance between her and her squad

The squadrons Alvis and Zeus were heading towards one another for a battle. Jacob could see the Darkstar pulling back out of his radar range, he would have to rely on his senses to get a hit. He raised his assault rifle and fired. As a reaction, a member of Zeus squadron fired as well and the battle between the two began.

The island of Ikaria was peacful and had no Terran squadrons keeping watch over it. This allowed Balder squadron to believe that it was safe to continue... but only for a brief moment. One of the members said, "Commander! Enemy is on radar! What are your orders?"
The commander ordered, "Intercept immeadietly! Do not let them return to base!"
"Yes sir!" The squadron members responded. They moved to intercept the coming enemy, but found themselves too late to react. The leading unit open fired and a volley of beam attacks wiped out most of the squadron. There were only two units left and stood back to see their opponent: The monsterous Gemini III.
The pilot grinned and said, "Today is much better than I expected it to be..." Captain Victor Crofton was again on the battlefield in his Gemini III and out to destroy his enemies. He drew a beam saber from his left arm and attacked the two remaining Viking Units. The first was destroyed easily, but the second offered a little resistance by drawing his saber to connect with the Gemini III's. Victor broke away and charged again, this time swiping in full force to cut off the Viking unit's arm and cut across its lower half. Victor smiled triumphantly and ordered, "Squadron! Prepare to intercept any further enemies. And be careful when I'm about to attack."
"Confirmed Captain." The squadron members of Victor's unit answered.

It had taken along time to write it, but the treaty was finnaly finished. which Hearby declared that the European Federation and The Scandinavian Empire were allies. The Prime Minister of the EF signed the treaty. Then he looked up at the King and The Prime Minister and he asked "Which one of you signs it?"

Travis rushed to the western front as quickly as he could to find the battle quite underway. The Republic forces where unaware of him giving him a chance to get in some pot shots form the side before joining the mainstay of the union forces. He stated by firing chlorine into the back of the republic line where there would be more people without mobile suits. Next he started using his artillery gun to fire depleted uranium slugs at the Republic's mobile suits, before making a B-line for the Union line, spraying sulfuric acid on any Republic force that tried to get in the way.

It had taken along time to write it, but the treaty was finnaly finished. which Hearby declared that the European Confederation and The United Kingdom of Scandinavia were allies. The Prime Minister of the EC signed the treaty. Then he looked up at the King and The Prime Minister and he asked "Which one of you signs it?"

The Prime Minister Rolf Gregors turned to the King and asked, "His Majesty has the full authority in this matter. Shall it be signed your highness?"
The King unrelently answered, "It shall be so." And signed the treaty.

Holland was a quick eater and soon got back to work, this time he was doing different work. He had to transfer various weapons that were sitting around where they were dropped off. Holland picked up the list of things he needed to move "first thing is one Positron blaster cannon, oh goodie" he said as he got in the truck the cannon was on and began to drive to where he needed to take it.

OOC: Please be sure to let me know if I accidently step out of Star's character.

IC:
Star saw the blasts coming her way and steered clear of the leading Viking unit’s shot. She couldn’t think of anyone who would try to fire at such a long range so accurately… Unless… “It can’t be… He’s still alive?” Star thought to herself. She thought it wasn’t possible that Jacob was still alive, but he always did have a way of surprising her. She decided to see if she would get a voice reaction from him. Before she open fired, she opened her communications link to send a question to the leading Viking unit said, “Go to hell or I'll send you there myself you Viking bastards!”

Jacob received the message from Star and answered, “I won't. I must not let you enter Athens.” Star did not need any further assurance. This was Jacob, the Prince who spared Star and returned her and her Gundam back to the Republic. It was a harder choice to decide to attack or not, but she was determined to reach Athens at any cost.

Her Gundam launched several missiles and attacked the Alvis squadron. Jacob saw the missiles coming and began shooting them to save some of his men. Only three managed to hit their targets as the Viking units took on the Gemini units of Zeus squadron. Jacob shifted his focus to the other Gemini units and began attacking. Star used this to her advantage to try and take out more of the Viking units. She drew her heavy cannon and began to fire on the fighting squadrons. The battle wore on and there were eventually two Gemini units and four Viking units left.

Jacob focused on Star and ordered, “All units concentrate on taking out the last of the squadron! I’ll take on the Darkstar and keep it from causing any further destruction!”

The Alvis squadron members answered, “Confirmed commander! Please be careful!”

Jacob said to himself, “I defeated her once… I’ll have to do so again…”

Before she open fired, she opened her communications link to send a question to the leading Viking unit said, “Commanding unit, withdraw from battle at once and you will be spared!”

OOC: Hehe, that looks more like a Tong move to me... a verbose opening line for her might be more like, "Go to hell, or I'll send you myself!" She fights like... oh... Allenby in Berserker mode, except Star is psychotic of her own choosing ^_^

OOC: Hehe, that looks more like a Tong move to me... a verbose opening line for her might be more like, "Go to hell, or I'll send you myself!" She fights like... oh... Allenby in Berserker mode, except Star is psychotic of her own choosing ^_^

OOC: Thanks for the assistance, I do need to work on being more psychotic.

(OOC: As me and Kratna, woo!)

Fired ripped through the sky as Nelson arrived. His beam rifle tore through the cockpit of one, sending debris flying in all directions. He checked his scope... where was the enemy Gundam? An Aries got up in his grill, perhaps annoyed that the newcomer wasn't paying proper attention to the battle. "Get out of my way!" he yelled, thrusting the shield forward. The Aries was struck and the metal frame around the cockpit caved it. It began a straight drop, having had all its forward momentum robbed by the blow.

His time in the dogfight was short-lived. An explosion from the city. "Damn, he's fast!" Nelson changed direction and realigned his scanners. There was the enemy Gundam, and he was tearing apart the units covering the evacuation. "Alice, red alert, he's in the city! I can't see the others, though, stay on your toes, Adam!" He armed his rifle and took aim. His temple throbbed, this time from the computer's feedback. "Hey, you! I'm right HERE!" he shouted, and fired.

Albatross units had circled around and now had their backs to the sun. The Aries commander smiled and switched on his X-scanner... and froze. Instead of several clear images of mobile suits, there were occasional spots dashing in front of a glowing ball of... why the hell was the sun still there? The sun, to his knowledge, was an excellent source of visible light... there was ultraviolet radiation, everyone knew that... infrared, well that only made sense, heat gave off that kind of radiation... so where the hell did x-rays come from?

The answer was the corona. The gases in the sun's outer atmosphere reached temperatures in the millions of degrees, creating said radiation. (OOC: Source: http://imagine.gsfc.nasa.gov/docs/science/know_l2/sun.html) So that meant they only had radar to go on, while the Oceanic mobile suits had them plainly in sight. Needless to say, it was difficult to see one of Laku's patented missile showers approaching.

Missiles and gunfire tore into the Aries squadron, instantly cutting it down to a fraction of its former self. Incredulous stares were directed skyward from the Terran lines - their air support had, in one fell stroke, been annihilated. In the city, Tong paused in the midst of his own destructive concerto, alerted to the sudden change in fortunes by the disappearance of dozens of friendly signatures on his scope. This was a problem. They still had the ground forces beyond the ridge, but without cover... "Taking the base is no longer viable!" he yelled into his link. "We're moving straight to the port. Seize it and wait for me there!" His computer beeped as a beam flew towards him. He nimbly dodged and looked up. It was Nelson.

Tong was forced to turn his attention away from the Tuataras and fired back. Nelson dodged and fired another beam. Tong danced aside and began a run through the city. Nelson landed a few blocks away and the hunt was on. "Lee, Marcus, lead the charge to the port. I'll meet you there once I deal with this one... have an HLV ready!"

Laku's Albatross legions were mopping up the remaining Aries. Why the Terrans had given them the sun was beyond her, but it allowed them to fend off a massive air wing... although it cost them nearly half of their own force. She took the opportunity to explore beyond the ridge, where she saw a massive Terran column making straight for the undefended port. A few shots came her way from the ground - the Terran artillery, and a few Sagittarius, were still encamped there. "Alice, Terran ground movement confirmed, they're heading to the port!"

"Use your remaining ammo to eliminate the Terran artillery!" Harris responded. "That will free up the base's ground forces for pursuit north. You hear me, Sirius?"

"Roger that, sir!" yelled Adam. "Let's move, boys and girls, we're getting there first!" The Tuatara legions had their work cut out for them - a slightly longer distance to cover, plus a ridge to climb over.

"All right, eight and nine, we're clearing the ridge!" yelled Laku, banking hard to begin her attack one. Gunfire rained down on the line, sending men and machine parts flying in all directions from small explosions. The Sagittarius suits were the hardest to drop due to their thick armor, and they brought down their fair share of mobile suits with precision fire.

Erik turned his suit's guns skyward and led the artillery in their last barrage. "Hold them!" he yelled. "We need to buy more time for the Lieutenant!"

"I've had it with you!!" yelled Laku, letting loose a barrage of gunfire. The last bullets of her clip were buried into the cockpit of Erik's suit, sending sparks flying as panels exploded. His Sagittarius moaned and collapsed under its own weight due to structural damage, with its pilot crushed inside.

The siege was lifted, and Harris breathed a sigh of relief. "All Albatross, return for refueling and rearming!" he yelled. "You'll then sortie against the port!"

Tong and Nelson covered each city block carefully, wary of what awaited them at each corner. Alice Springs had grown tremendously from what it once was, so there were plenty of buildings that a 50-meter-tall mobile suit could hide behind. 'The rifle is too dangerous to use here...' thought Nelson. He stored it away on his unit's skirt armor and drew a beam saber. The system hummed but could offer no real assistance... this was the fatal flaw of the Beta Feedback System... it could only elevate performance if data was available.

Tong, on the other hand, had true Beta senses, and confidently approached Nelson from the rear. Victory would be his...

(OOC: The battle rages on!)

Tong burst out from behind a building and charged Nelson with a pair of sabers. "Shit!" cried Nelson, as a sudden blast of information from the system alerted him to the approach. Instead of trying to turn around and counter, Nelson pounded his thrusters and shot forward, evading the two-pronged stab. Then he had time to pull a 180 and face his assailant. His heart was racing. The massive pulse had just ignited a headache that no two aspirin could hope to contain. Was he at his limit already?

Tong frowned and charged again with a seamless flurry of attacks. Nelson had to focus intently just on avoiding a hit, using his one saber to parry and the shield to block the other arm entirely. No shield would absorb many direct blows from a beam weapon. "I warned you that this would happen if you kept resisting!" Tong challenged. "When will you fools realize that there is no honor in delaying the inevitable?"

"Then save your honor and GO DOWN!" Nelson replied, pushing forward with the shield and making an attack of his own. The swipe was easily blocked by Tong.

"I won't hold back any longer!" Tong yelled, using his free arm to make a cut. Nelson stuck his shield out to block the arm halfway into the swing. Tong used his other saber to thrust, forcing Nelson to break contact completely to avoid being hit. "Do you really think you can win?"

Nelson was having trouble coping. He was physically exhausted from keeping up with Tong's maneuvers. He was also starting to lose his influence over the system. There was too much ringing in his ears to digest the information being handed to him. If he didn't move soon... "It's not a matter of what I think, it's something I have to do!" he yelled. "You're too caught up in your own twisted world to understand what drives us!"

"There is nothing to be gained from trying to understand the weak!" Tong declared, pushing forward with his sabers drawn. Nelson dodged the first attack, but a ripple of pain dashed his concentration. He froze. Tong's second attack sliced neatly through the shield arm, which instantly through Rangipapa's balance off. It careened into a building. "And now, it's over!"

Nelson had no choice but to turn off the system. Immediately there was some relief. He clumsily bounced off of the structure and back into the middle of the street, barely evading the attack. But Tong rebounded in a flash and stabbed again. This one buried itself in the Gundam's left hip. As Nelson stumbled back, Tong moved in for a cut with a wide swoop. Another bizarre pulse of pain in Nelson's mind... it was coming right for the cockpit! His reaction time was markedly better for this attack, but the dodge cost him the other hand.

With an inoperable hip joint and no hands, all Nelson could do was collapse into another building and get buried underneath steel, glass, and other miscellaneous debris. Tong deactivated his sabers and let his foe lie vanquished.

"In the end, you weren't really that tough, were you?" he said. "Listen, Nelson. You and your people are brash and small-minded, and that is why you will fall to us in the end." Nelson winced in his cockpit as his enemy left the battlefield. "I will not kill you, in the hopes that you may live to suffer a more terrible fate which we have planned should your resistance continue."

"Who... who the hell are you?" Nelson spat out, with the ringing in his ears slowly subsiding.

"I am Tong Xiang," Tong repled. "And the agent of your destruction is this Jade Panther. Pray you never hear either name again." And with that, he was back into quadruped mode, making a beeline for the spaceport.

"Tong... Xiang..." Nelson muttered, as he blacked out.

(OOC: And now, the conclusion!)

Gemini gunfire held the Tuatara advance at bay. It was thicker in Adam's part of the line, because he himself was bringing massive firepower to bear on the Terran lines. His gatling tore an entire group to shreds in one pass, but there was instantly another in its place. "There's just no end to these guys!" he muttered, pounding them with his shoulder cannons.

A launch bay had been overrun by Terran marines and was surrounded by tanks. The engineers they'd brought along hastily configured everything for launch. Marcus and Lee sat calmly in the forward cabin, their Geminis stowed safely in the cargo bay. There was still room for one more.

"We can't get through!" Adam yelled, firing another deadly hail of bullets into the Gemini line. "Where's our help, Alice?"

"Albatross legions won't launch for another ten minutes!" Harris yelled. "Additional ground legions are still fifteen minutes east!"

"We won't last that long!" Adam yelled back. "What about Nelson?"

Harris was silent. Where WAS the Gundam? He checked his scope. Nelson's signal was no where to be found. The Terran unknown was bounding north at high speed - it would reach the base shortly. "I... I don't know!" he responded. "He's not on my scope!"

"No way!" Adam yelled, as his ammo drum finally ran dry. Another five Gemini before him collapsed in a heap. "You're saying he got beat?!" His computer buzzed and there was a roar of engines and the crunching of metal as the two Tuataras to his left were neatly run through by Tong's forward blades. He leaped over the Terran line and headed straight for the launch compound. "Shit, the unknown is through!"

"Sir, we're ready to take off as soon as you're in!" radioed Marcus.

The next five minutes were critical. The Jade Panther was secured into the HLV's cargo bay and Tong himself was fitted with a spacesuit for the launch. Final checks were underway when he made his way into the cabin, where Lee and Marcus were waiting. They had saved the forward console seat for him.

Laku impatiently waited for her unit to refuel. "How much longer?" she asked.

"Two, three minutes!"

"Ammo?"

"New clip's in."

"Good enough, get that fuel line out of here. I'm going!" Her engines started to hum, and the mechanics realized she meant business. The line was quickly retracted and the tank sealed, and almost immediately, Laku's Dingo had dashed out of the hanger and taken flight.

Adam was just about out of ammo... and allies. He had been forced to pull his forces away from the port to avoid annihilation, but the Geminis pushed forward as well. There was a sudden roar from the port as a dark plume of smoke and gas erupted from a launch site. A bright light filled the sky as the HLV took off, gaining speed and altitude with each passing second. "Damn... in the end we failed?!" yelled Adam, pounding his console.

Laku's Dingo was approaching from beyond the ridges as the HLV took flight. "No..." he gasped. "I won't let you...!!" She pushed her accelerator to the limit and tried to match its ascension, taking aim with the machine gun. "PLEASE!!" she cried as she fired. The bullets arced upward but it was too late. They peaked and fell back to the earth as the HLV zoomed out of sight. She too, slammed her fist with disgust.

The Geminis on the ground advanced on Adam's decimated squad, but they were halted by a pounding from the east. The Union reinforcements had arrived, and now it was their turn to be hopelessly outnumbered. Choosing to further reduce the Union force instead of surrendering, the Terran suits charged straight into the approaching legions. Bullets showered them from above as Albatross units screamed onto the scene. Shells dug into their line from advancing Tuataras. "ORDER... AND... UNITYYYYYYYYY... !!!"

The port was quickly secured as the men and tanks on the ground offered little resistance. Surviving units returned to the base in a slow march. From his makeshift command post, Harris finally relaxed. "Send out the recovery teams, we have a huge mess to clean up," he said. The damage was spread out all over the area. "Capture any technology of theirs that we can. We also need teams in the city... we need to find X-Two!"

End Act I...

(OOC: MEANWHILE, IN THE WEST... your cue, Jagaro ^_^)

Travis rushed to the western front as quickly as he could to find the battle quite underway. The Republic forces where unaware of him giving him a chance to get in some pot shots form the side before joining the mainstay of the union forces. He stated by firing chlorine into the back of the republic line where there would be more people without mobile suits. Next he started using his artillery gun to fire depleted uranium slugs at the Republic's mobile suits, before making a B-line for the Union line, spraying sulfuric acid on any Republic force that tried to get in the way.

Ashburton Line, Terran side

Terrible moaning was coming from the medic tents as men were treated for searing burns of varying degrees, most of them serious. And the groaning wasn't just from the pain, but of the horrible images of comrades - friends - melted alive. In another area, a makeshift bunker of concrete cordoned off a tent filled with pilots suffering from radiation poisoning.

"It was a single Gundam-class mobile suit," the warrant officer read to his commanding officer. "Equipped with chemical weapons and uranium rounds. The radiation levels are low but still dangerous..."

"And they dare to claim we..." the commander snarled. "I want a full report of this sent to headquarters. I want the whole goddamn world to know about this."

Ashburton Line, Union side

"Colonel Simms, a Travis Beckett for you, sir."

"Good, send him in." Beckett entered and Simms held out his hand. They shook. "You've apparently made quite an entrance," he said. "We're glad to have someone of your caliber on the lines with us."

He motioned to a large map spread on a table. Blue markers represented the Union lines, while the red represented Terras. They were arrayed on opposite sides of the Ashburton, with a great number of red blocks in the desert between the northern coast and the line, as well. The Union had far fewer blocks between them and Perth, representing the only reinforcements they had left to draw upon.

"As you can see, we're in quite a jam," he said. "We simply don't have the strength to do more than hold them off. The left flank is an especially big problem for us right now. They have support just offshore from their navy, and our own naval forces are struggling to counter their new aquatic mobile suits. We don't believe we will have enough strength to challenge them for a few more days. In the meantime, we are afraid that they will use that to their advantage and try to outflank us. Your first mission will be to buy us time by attacking their left side and eliminating the supply line they have running from the coast. You may have a Tuatara legion assigned to you if you wish. The attack will be tomorrow morning at the renewal of hostilities."

OOC: mean while in the far west lol, or east? lol its east africa but west of you lol

Hollands truck pulled up to a spot on the base where for some stroke of luck it was Luna sitting on the cockpit hatch of her suit waiting for Holland to pull up. Holland parked the truck and got out of the truck "hey Luna mind moving this to where it needs to go!" he yelled up to her. She looked down at him "Holland you look small from up here, but yeah ill move it" she told him as she went into the cockpit and began to move the positron blaster cannon into position.

OOC: mean while in the far west lol, or east? lol its east africa but west of you lol.

(OOC: Well... west in Australia.... meh)

The Gemini units of Zeus squadron were fighting Alvis squadron during the fight between their commanders. As the two mobile suits rushed towards each other, a fierce battle began with the Viking unit and the Darkstar. Unlike the battle in Petrozavodsk though, the battle took place over the water. The Darkstar had great flying capabilities, but Jacob's Viking unit wasn't built to fly for long periods. Jacob would have to resort to fighting undewater at several points.

He drew his Viking's beam sword and clashed with Star's and they began to duel. The Viking and Darkstar took their fighting towards the ocean water. As the duel between the two continued, Jacob's Viking could no longer keep it's boosters above the water level. He shut them off and let himself fall to the ocean floor to await Star's arrival.

Star looked down and thought, "Just as I thought. His booster limit dosn't last that long..." She drew her heavy cannon and heavy blaster and began blasting at the point where Jacob fell down. Jacob saw the blasts coming his way and kept dodging them while drawing out his assault rifle. He fired at the source where the blasts came from but could not get any hits either. Star kept dodging his shots and said to herself, "Annoying little shit! Always has to have his own way!" She drew her beam sword again and dove into the water. Star decided if she wanted to finally defeat Jacob, she would have to do it up close and personal. The two Gundams met their beam swords again and another duel began.

As the fighting continued, Star sent a message asking, "You think you're so good of a pilot just because you're a Prince don't you?! You think that's why you can go around taking territories?!" and slashed at Jacob's Viking but was blocked by Jacob's sword.

He managed to answer, "No! It is because we will assist our allies against the Republic! Did you not see Helsinki as you left? I will not let that day take place in my land twice!" and missed a swipe at Star as she began dueling again. He was right about Helsinki. A part of her did feel like she was fighting against someone with a righteous cause. She backed her Gundam and prepared for another strike.

She attempted to defend herself saying, "It serves you right for taking Petrozavodsk! The Republic will triumph over all who stand opposed to Sage!" and charged again at the Viking unit. Jacob blocked the swipe and began manuvering around to attack the Darkstar again.

He answered, "That battle would never have taken place if our people were not threatened!" And made a strike at Star only to be blocked again.

She gave a final statement saying, "Tough luck! You're here now, so I might as well end your bloodline!" and they both began dueling intensly again. Eventually Jacob saw a slope leading up to an island and turned on his thrusters again. He jumped into the sky and landed onto the solid ground. Star and Jacob were now on the island of Naxos and the battle would continue without interruptions...

While the battle between Jacob and the Darkstar raged on, another conflict was taking place on the island of Paros. Victor was on another rampage in his Gemini III destroying all enemy units who got in his way. He found a Drake Carrier on its way to deploy a Gundam squadron and flew towards it to destroy it.

Naxos

Jacob wanted to find a way to tell Star to stop fighting him, but it seemed obvious that she was not going to stop no matter the consequences. Their duel went on for at least an hour until Jacob saw a monsterous Gemini mobile suit flying towards a Drake Carrier. "Oh no... I cannot continue this battle now. I must stop that Gemini..." However, he knew he had to distract Star if he even wanted to think about heading for the Carrier. He activated his jets and flew back several yards, drew his assault rifle, and fired in Star's direction. Star easily dealt with the blasts, but was blinded by the smoke coming from the ground. Jacob quickly used this to his advantage and flew off to meet with the Gemini III.

Star asked herself, "Damnit! What does that Princy think he's doing?!" She swiped her Gundam's hand to clear the smoke and saw Jacob flying towards the Drake Carrier that Victor's Gemini III was attempting to destroy. Star thought about chasin after Jacob but decided, "Maybe I can use this to my advantage..." she grinned.

Star asked herself, "Damnit! What does that Princy think he's doing?!" She swiped her Gundam's hand to clear the smoke and saw Jacob flying towards the Drake Carrier that Victor's Gemini III was attempting to destroy. Star thought about chasin after Jacob but decided, "Maybe I can use this to my advantage..." she grinned.

(OOC: OH SNAP, I LOVE IT.)

OOC: Yeah, I finally did something right!

"Hey Luna any idea if my mobile suits been fixed?" Holland shouted up to her "Ah I think there putting the final touches on it now, you should go get it, more mobile suits the faster this work gets done" Luna responded. Holland then waved to her and walked off to were all the damaged mobile suits were being repaired. Once he gets back in his suit, he could clear debris ten times as fast as he was before.

While the battle between Jacob and the Darkstar raged on, another conflict was taking place on the island of Paros. Victor was on another rampage in his Gemini III destroying all enemy units who got in his way. He found a Drake Carrier on its way to deploy a Gundam squadron and flew towards it to destroy it.

Naxos

Jacob wanted to find a way to tell Star to stop fighting him, but it seemed obvious that she was not going to stop no matter the consequences. Their duel went on for at least an hour until Jacob saw a monsterous Gemini mobile suit flying towards a Drake Carrier. "Oh no... I cannot continue this battle now. I must stop that Gemini..." However, he knew he had to distract Star if he even wanted to think about heading for the Carrier. He activated his jets and flew back several yards, drew his assault rifle, and fired in Star's direction. Star easily dealt with the blasts, but was blinded by the smoke coming from the ground. Jacob quickly used this to his advantage and flew off to meet with the Gemini III.

Star asked herself, "Damnit! What does that Princy think he's doing?!" She swiped her Gundam's hand to clear the smoke and saw Jacob flying towards the Drake Carrier that Victor's Gemini III was attempting to destroy. Star thought about chasin after Jacob but decided, "Maybe I can use this to my advantage..." she grinned.

Jacob flew up towards the Drake Carrier and landed on top of it. He ordered the crew, "Carrier Crew, this is Alvis Commander! Launch the squadron now! An enemy is attempting to destroy this Carrier!"

A member of the crew questioned, "We'll comply Alvis commander. What should we do about the enemy?"

Jacob answered, "Don't worry! I'll deal with him myself!"

The member responded, "Confirmed Alvis Commander. Droping squadron now." and the Viking mobile suits dropped from the Carrier. Victor saw this as a chance to take in more kills as he flew towards the Carrier.

He wondered to himself, "Shall this squadron or the carrier go first?" While Victor charged towards the carrier, Jacob moved to the edge of the ship and began to fire on the oncoming Gemini III. Victor saw the shots and dodged them on his way up. He said to himself, "Very well then... I will give you the honor of dying at my hands first!" Victor landed on the Drake Carrier and opened two heavy beam cannons from his left arm. He attempted to shoot Jacob, but Jacob managed to avoid them and fired on Victor.

The two were in a firefight and soon Jacob decided to break it. He drew out his beam sword and charged at Victor. Victor dodged the attack and drew his own to meet with Jacob's blade. They were both pushed back and faced each other at a distance. Victor stated, "I've had enough equals for one career! Save yourself the effort and destroy yourself!"

Jacob responded, "I won't be intimidated by my enemies! I will do everything I can to stand against the Republic!" and dashed towards Victor in a strike. Victor blocked the strike with his sword and pushed Jacob back again.

Victor answered, "Is that so? It is a shame I shall have to end your days so soon!" and retaliated with a strike of his own. Jacob kept striking at Victor in hopes of keeping him from being able to fire at the Carrier.

In the distance, Star watched the two fight on the Carrier and waited for the right moment to strike and aimed her heavy cannon at the Carrier. She said to herself, "Time to kill two pests with one stone..." and fired at the Carrier. If the two remained on the Carrier, both Victor and Jacob would have died in the explosion. Jacob though, was able to sense the beam shot coming towards them.

He thought to himself, "What now? How can I save this ship? ... Wait..." He gained the idea of how to possibly save the ship and flew out of Victor's way as attempted another strike.

Victor shouted, "What are you doing?! Running away from a worthy opponent!" But saw Jacob preform a life saving feat. Jacob threw his shield towards the blast and the shield exploded, saving the Carrier from the blast.

Victor turned around to see the explosion. He realized that something was trying to shoot down the Drake Carrier during his fight with Jacob. He thought to himself, "If I weren't in a battle right now, I'd find the bastard who did that." He turned his attention towards Jacob and saw him as a far more vulnerable prey now that he had no shield. Victor told him, "I should be greatful for your deed good sir. I think I might reward you with a quick death." and charged towards Jacob with his beam sword. Jacob turned around and jumped back from Victor's swipe. The duel would continue despite Jacob's generosity.

Star looked from the distance and could not see the Carrier going down in flames. She grinned her teeth and said, "Those stupid men! What are they doing that I can't even get a hit on a simple Carrier?"

As Victor and Jacob fought, Star began to aim towards the Drake Carrier again. She prepared her heavy cannon again and said, "This time I won't miss." and fired.

Jacob was able to sense another blast coming towards the Carrier and had to think again how to stop the blast. He thought, "I already used my shield, what else can I use?" He then had a realization, "If I knock this Gemini into the blast, I can search for the source of these blasts." He flew back and Victor followed. Victor's Gemini III was now on the edge of the Carrier while Jacob was getting ready for his next move. Jacob flew forward and butted his Viking's shoulder into Victor, knocking him towards the source of the blast.

Victor activated his jets as soon as he was knocked off. He asked, "Now you want to just push me off? Are you feeling defeated already?" However, his scanners informed him of a blast coming his way. It was the same one that tried to destroy him and the Carrier last time. He chuckled and said, "Nice one! But you'll know your enemy better if you survive next time!" He turned his Gemini III around and fired the twin beam cannons from his left arm. It collided with the oncoming blast and an explosion occured in the air.

Jacob was surprised by what Victor was able to do. He didn't think the Gemini III was capable of such timing, but it was now clear it did. He decided it was time to take the battle away from the Carrier and flew towards Victor. Like last time, he managed to but him with his shoulder and both fell into the water.

The Prime Minister Rolf Gregors turned to the King and asked, "His Majesty has the full authority in this matter. Shall it be signed your highness?"
The King unrelently answered, "It shall be so." And signed the treaty.

"Well, meeting ajourned! But I have one last question, how will our ambassadors to the Oceanic Union plan to get there?"

"Well, meeting ajourned! But I have one last question, how will our ambassadors to the Oceanic Union plan to get there?"

The Norwegian Representative answered, "This will be a bit of a problem indeed. The Republic has essentially cut us off from even establishing communications with the Union."
The Danish Representative added, "Indeed. The Republic already controls most of Asia and now controls both of the American continents. We will have to be resourceful if we are to find a way to get the ambassadors to the Union."
The Prime Minister Rolf Gregors asked the King, "Perhaps if we were to push for an offensive your majesty?"
King Ragnvald IV answered, "It may be the only choice we have. We will have to push through Russia if we want to even imagine meeting with the Union."
The Swedish Representative stated, "But my lord, the forces in Russia are so numerous and formidable that our entire mobile suit army could not push through a quarter of the land without being totally destroyed!"
The King answered, "Then we will have to discuss a more resourceful approach to reach the Union. We will have to find a strategy on how to push through Russia without wasting our entire forces."

Sydney, 2330 (2230 Alice Springs)

It was a late night, but Hawthorne was getting used it. Constant reports pouring in from the west on the military and refugee situation that had to be dealt with, and there wasn't enough staff in place. So he'd have to tough it out for a few more days. There was disturbing news of an incursion into Alice Springs which had been stopped, but not before a Terran team had managed to launch into space. Just what they had planned was a mystery. The world would have a serious problem if fighting expanded into space, since there were so few friendlies. In fact, the Scandinavians were essentially it. Oceania's own "S Project" was lagging behind schedule, and it would be a token force, at best, if completed...

He received another officer with a report. "Sir, cleanup in Alice Springs is proceeding smoothly. The base itself has lost the majority of its resident force, and there has been further damage to the port. At this point, we believe that several of our eastern legions should be displaced as protection for the area in the event of a future incursion. Technical Chief Harris is going over captured technologies and expects to make a preliminary report in the morning. He has his hands full with the X-Two recovery."

"How is it?" asked Hawthorne.

"Badly damaged, but he has a dedicated staff on it and it could be back in action in a day or so. The pilot, on the other hand..."

"Did he...?"

"The pilot is suffering from extreme fatigue and will probably need an additional day of rest before he can fly again."

"That's fine... tell Harris to take it slowly. That unit will become a symbol of our power in time, so it is imperative that we continue developing it and the pilot. Once he's done, he should be transferred back to the western front. I don't know what command was thinking sending them so far east, but in this case, I guess we got lucky."

"Yes, sir. Also, you are aware of the Beckett situation?"

"I am... Well, I can't say I'm completely opposed to it, although his style of fighting is going to raise some eyebrows overseas. The Terrans are probably spinning this against us right now. We will need to issue a strong rebuttal with examples of Terra's own international treaty violations. But we will need to prepare for the possibility of a chemical or biological attack against our military and civilian populations."

"Emergency measures began as soon as Beckett was contacted."

"Good, although if Terra gets serious, we might not be able to avert a major tragedy. In any case, we will continue to let western command take care of the battle there. Central command is to continue monitoring the situation in other parts of the country. Any word from our cyber team?"

"They're running the problem at the supercomputing center, although initial estimates have proven to be laughably optimistic... we're looking at more like ten to fourteen days."

Hawthorne sighed leaned back in his chair. "There might not be time for that... I wonder if we'll have to resort to shady help in this area, as well." At these lengths, he wondered if the rest of the world could forgive their means, regardless of the ends.

Holland looked at a row of mobile suits lying down on there backs recieving repairs. Holland looked for his, after a couple minutes of walking he saw his at the end of the row. He quickly ran over and went up to the nearest mechanic "Hey is my unit ready yet?" he asked the woman, she turned to him "yeah that ones good to go, we are done with it" she responded. Holland said "thank you" before walking to the suit and getting in the cockpit, time for more clean up duty. The sun was high in the sky, and it was hot as hell in the open sun.

He didn't look like he belonged in jail. Lanky white guy... fuzzy beard... he was lying in his cell humming quietly to himself. He was surrounded by convicts of scarier stock, but at this time of night, most were asleep. But not him. He was still used to being up at ungodly hours of the night hacking away at his computer. And that was the reason he was here.
A guard came by a tapped on the bars. "Thomas, I know you're awake."
"What can I do for you boys this time?" he asked lazily. "Prison LAN down again?"
"Not quite. The government wants to put your talents to use."
"Do they now?" he said, rolling over.
"You are aware of the war going on, aren't you?"
"And I assume this makes me the good guy, now."
"There's a pardon for you in the works," the guard went on.
Thomas rolled off the cot and stood up. "Well, you should've told me that part first," he said. "What do I have to do?"

"So, Cindy, two or three days, huh?" Her fellow technies were glad they at least had a solution in the works, but it was back to the drawing board, since they needed another solution sooner. Other parts of the Terran systems looked more bulletproof, and it was looking like it would be tough to crack.
"I'm sorry, I got excited and a little carried away," she said, clicking through yet another assembly file. "At least I caught it while you guys were still fumbling over the jumps."
"CINDY!!" yelled a voice from the hallway. She jumped at her seat. That voice... was it... they let him out?!
"Thomas?!" she yelled back.
He burst into the room followed by two guards and made a beeline for her cube. "You told them to do what?" he spat out. "Good God, I thought I taught you better than that."
"You... know this guy?" a guard asked.
Cindy backed away nervously. "Relax, guys, I just showed her a few tricks at university, but it appears like she's never done anything with them," Thomas said, grabbing her sketchpad and flipping through it loudly. "Okay, protocol looks a bit buggy, that's fine... Yeah, this plan is great until they patch the system or change the keys."
"They're not going to change a public key," Cindy said. "Nobody ever does."
"Yeah, but if you're going to assault security, you need to do it on the fly," Thomas replied. "Can't rely on knowing too much ahead of time. Just the protocol here is all I need."
The officer in charge of the facility entered the picture. "What's all this commotion, what's going on here?" he asked.
"Sorry, sir, but orders from above. They want this guy working on the exploit," answered the guard.
"And who might he be?"
"Thomas Daly, at your service," he said, patting the officer on the back. "You might remember me from some particularly nasty headlines last year. See, the whole bit with letting the Terrans muck about with our country... didn't make me very happy. So I let everyone know by busting the joint security grid."
"That was YOU?!" the officer cried.
"Yeah, and I would've gotten away with it, too, except somebody squealed." Thomas sauntered over to a whiteboard and grabbed a marker. "But now that we don't like them anymore... I guess there's room in this world yet for someone like me. So, gentlemen, if we're done with the introductions, I'd like to outline an attack on the Terran communication protocol that can be deployed as soon as possible..."

The attack on the supply line started normal he lunched about 4 chlorine rockets into the line filling it with the deadly gas. "That aught to take care of quite a few of those terran dogs." he thougt to himself. The escort that was to accompany the supply line was fairly small only 5 mobile suits. Rather than picking of the moblie suits he decided to dive right into the thick things and rushed right into the line. The first mobile suit to get in his way got covered in acid and the next one got a cockpit full of it. Now he had two on one side of him and one on the other side he faced toword the pair and backed up letting them think he didn't notice the one behind.

"Surrunder now your out numbered." One of the pilitstonld him.

As soon as he got nice and close to the one behind him he turned around, covered it in acid and shot the other two with his artillery launcher. "Job well done if I may say so my self." At that point he realised he perhaps should have thought it through more since without anyone else he would have to bring all the suplies back him self. 'Oh well I'll figure something out after the mission is complete' he thought.

(OOC: As Kratna!)

The attack on the supply line started normal he lunched about 4 chlorine rockets into the line filling it with the deadly gas. "That aught to take care of quite a few of those terran dogs." he thougt to himself. The escort that was to accompany the supply line was fairly small only 5 mobile suits. Rather than picking of the moblie suits he decided to dive right into the thick things and rushed right into the line. The first mobile suit to get in his way got covered in acid and the next one got a cockpit full of it. Now he had two on one side of him and one on the other side he faced toword the pair and backed up letting them think he didn't notice the one behind.

"Surrunder now your out numbered." One of the pilitstonld him.

As soon as he got nice and close to the one behind him he turned around, covered it in acid and shot the other two with his artillery launcher. "Job well done if I may say so my self." At that point he realised he perhaps should have thought it through more since without anyone else he would have to bring all the suplies back him self. 'Oh well I'll figure something out after the mission is complete' he thought.

"What the hell happened, van eight just got taken out!"
"Sir, we've confirmed a single enemy mobile suit, it's the same one that launched the chemical attack on the rear!"
"Damn... they'll pay for that." The supply lines were stretching to the coast, so the attacker was in range of naval support. "Deploy air squadrons, I want that thing smoldering in its own filth in one hour."
Air squadrons totaling twenty Aries lifted off from their carriers and headed inland towards the enemy suit. They would rain death from above.

As Victor and Jacob fought, Star began to aim towards the Drake Carrier again. She prepared her heavy cannon again and said, "This time I won't miss." and fired.

Jacob was able to sense another blast coming towards the Carrier and had to think again how to stop the blast. He thought, "I already used my shield, what else can I use?" He then had a realization, "If I knock this Gemini into the blast, I can search for the source of these blasts." He flew back and Victor followed. Victor's Gemini III was now on the edge of the Carrier while Jacob was getting ready for his next move. Jacob flew forward and butted his Viking's shoulder into Victor, knocking him towards the source of the blast.

Victor activated his jets as soon as he was knocked off. He asked, "Now you want to just push me off? Are you feeling defeated already?" However, his scanners informed him of a blast coming his way. It was the same one that tried to destroy him and the Carrier last time. He chuckled and said, "Nice one! But you'll know your enemy better if you survive next time!" He turned his Gemini III around and fired the twin beam cannons from his left arm. It collided with the oncoming blast and an explosion occured in the air.

Jacob was surprised by what Victor was able to do. He didn't think the Gemini III was capable of such timing, but it was now clear it did. He decided it was time to take the battle away from the Carrier and flew towards Victor. Like last time, he managed to but him with his shoulder and both fell into the water.

Star saw the explosion from afar and hoped that it was the Carrier that was destroyed, but it turned out that someone fired on her blast during the fight. She kept herself from slamming her fists on the control panels and questioned, "Where did they go to now?" and flew off to search for them. While Star was flying, she noticed an island coming up ahead. The battle between her, Victor and Jacob lasted for longer than they would have guessed. She saw that the three of them were nearing the island of Crete.

The battle underwater between Victor and Jacob was one of speed now that they weren't confined to a Carrier's space. They both speeded past each other firing their weapons in hopes of getting a hit, but still to no avail. Jacob saw the base for a coastline coming up ahead and decided to jump up to hopefully take advantage of the higher ground. His mobile suit thrusted up onto the island and turned around to fire at Victor's location. Victor saw the shots coming and jumped out of the water to land a few yards away from Jacob's location. Victor asked Jacob, "Do you know where you are now you little pest?"

Jacob answered, "Is there any reason that I must?"

Victor explained, "Your fellow pilots haven't reached as far as Crete! Now you'll have no help in facing me!" and readied his beam sword for what was hopefully the final duel between them.

Jacob responded, "I will not require it. I will stop you from bringing any further harm to my men." He dropped his assault rifle and readied his beam sword and the duel between them began again.

Star would have loved to destroy the Carrier Victor and Jacob were fighting on, but it was not her primary concern at the moment. She had to find Jacob and attempt to find a way to take him down once and for all. But was it right? She was curious why she was still questioning if it was right to kill her captor who treated her kindly yet annoyed her only slightly less than Victor...

Victor and Jacob were dueling and Jacob was beginning to lose ground. A mere Viking unit up against two advance mobile suits in a single day was pushing his mobile suit's limits. Jacob continued to fight the Gemini III and could only hope to find a way out. He would have to either run away or defeat the Gemini unit, either one seeming like a less possible choice by the minute. Victor flew back several feet to prepare a final strike and said, "You were a worthy opponent Scandinavian... But now I shall prove that I am a true soldier!" Even Jacob's strange sense were not able to pick up Victor's charge fast enough to block his swipe. As the Gemini III made a swipe, it cut off the Viking's hands and all hopes of truly destroying the Gemini unit.

"Oh no... How can this happen?" Jacob asked himself. He aimed his head's vulcan turrets as a last resort and could only get one or two hits on the Gemini unit, which would have very little effect on such a heavily armored mobile suit.

Victor said, "Keep fighting and I'll just delay your death further!" and swiped at Jacob's Viking again, this time cutting off the head.

"Damn... I'm done for sure now..." There were only two choices Jacob could do now, self-destruct or evacuate. "I will not destroy myself. I promised by my mother's name I would return..." Jacob thought to himself. He had a split second to make a choice and chose to open his Viking's hatch doors and hope to escape the explosion in time. But by this time, Victor's Gemini III made one final swipe to cut the Viking's body across the middle. No one could see Jacob fall from the mobile suit, but he did and the destroyed Viking unit came falling down on him...

OOC: I think I'll just leave it here for now and wait for Kratna's reaction. Please check OOC thread for a better excuse.

Stockholm House of Representatives

The Representatives now had to discuss how to find a way to contact the Oceanic Union. The Prime Minister started, "We must find how to contact the Oceanic Union without the Terran Republic learning of our plans. It must be noted that we do not have the ability to contact the Union through long range communications. If the Republic finds out about our proposal for an alliance now, we will lose all chances of creating an effective resistance against them."
The Norwegian Representative continued, "And space travel would be risky seeing that the Republic now controls almost every space colony."
The Finnish Representative suggested, "Perhaps if we were to send some an ambassador and an escort with him to the Union across Terran territory, maybe we would have a chance of commuting with them."
The Swedish Representative questioned, "But where would they go? Tensions are already boiling in Russia and even speaking of going across the American continents would be suicide."
The Danish Representative answered, "If we are successful in taking Greece from the Republic, we can use it as a starting point. The Republic is focusing more of its forces on Europe and Asia anyway, so we could very well have a clear path if we sent our men through the Middle East."
The Norwegian Representative nodded and continued, "And perhaps we could find some resistance groups to gain the support of. I believe this could possibly work."
The King spoke, "Then we shall have to await the outcome of the battle in Greece. If the Europeans are not successful, we will have to discuss an alternate plan."
The Prime Minister spoke, "This meeting is officially ajourned. We shall discuss the following matters next meeting: Finding Resistance Fighters, What to do about the Army of Islam, and if neccessary a new stratedgy to obtaining communication with the Oceanic Union. Good day everyone." The Representatives and the King stood, said good day as well, and turned to leave. With an alliance between the European Confederation and Scandinavia finished, much was accomplished for the opposers of the Republic. But the next meeting would be one discussing many more pressing matters about how to face the Republic.
A ring came from the Prime Minister's pocket. He picked his phone out and answered, "This is Prime Minister Rolf Gregors speaking. Who is this?"
A voice answered, "This is Colonel Ansgar, Mr. Gregors. I'm calling to make a report on the status of the battle in Greece."
The Prime Minister questioned, "Very well then, what is our status?"
The Colonel answered, "We have taken the enemy out of the sea and they are now cornered on the Greek Peninsula."
The Prime Minister asked, "Very good. Can you tell me the status of the Crown Prince?"
The Colonel answered, "That is what I wish to report sir... Crown Prince Jacob Thorstein... Is MIA..."

Alice Springs

Debris had been cleared from the roadway and a pair of Tuataras hoisted the badly-damaged Rangipapa onto a waiting flatbed. Nelson had been recovered as soon as the cockpit was free; currently he lay in the city hospital, which had survived the battle unscathed. A good thing, too, as most of its occupants hadn't had time to flee with the rest of the city, and now hospital and military staff worked side by side to get extra beds set up. The medical station at the base had been completely destroyed.

Nelson was lying in bed, still unconscious from the battle. An I-V was in his arm and he had something to monitor vitals, but that was it His breathing was fine and his pulse was calming down. The deep sleep was just a function of fatigue. He had hit his head slightly when the suit was covered in rubble, but that was minor and barely merited treatment.

Adam and Laku sat in the room with him, kind of staring off into space. Adam's hand was clutched in a fist. "Damn it..." was all he could mutter.

Elsewhere, Mervin was taking care of some final duties before heading back to the base. He had to oversee Rangipapa's restoration. "I leave it to you, then, doctor," he said, handing off a clipboard containing the patient list.

"We'll take good care of them," the doctor replied. "Also, we have Lieutenant Allblack's scans." He handed a folder to Mervin. "I hope you can make more sense out of them than we can."

"Thanks," Mervin said, and he took his leave. On the jeep ride back, he decided to pull them out and have a quick look. He stared at the top image, and then checked the next one. He flipped back to the first one in a cold sweat. "What the... how is this possible?"

Sydney

"It seems as if the Terrans are finally wising up," reported Hawthorne's information minister. "Our satellite system is being taken out. We believe other resisting powers are losing their systems, as well. We're looking at a total satellite blackout within the next twenty four hours."

"What about land-based communications?" asked Hawthorne.

"Outside of our own borders, almost nothing," the minister answered. "They control wired traffic within their territory and have implemented filters to isolate our network. Wireless communications to Indonesia and the rest of southeast Asia are unreliable due to range and signal degradation, and anything beyond that is impossible."

"So we're cut off, then..." muttered Hawthorne. "There has to be something we can do. Warrant Officer Beatty, you were just in touch with Central Command on this topic, yes?"

"I was, but it appears like most efforts are being spent cracking the systems of their invading units," Beatty replied. "We have increased the effectiveness of the task force by rounding up some additional help, as per your request. It may be possible to forcibly route messages through their systems, although it will take some time to learn their topology."

"Try to do that," Hawthorne said.

"We have hit the 250,000 mark for evacuees," added another advisor. "The greater Perth area is in terrible shape. We've begun setting up camps in the desert to the east, just because of the space. But that environment will not support a transient population that large."

"We will need to increase the throughput of coastal pumps and desalinization plants," Hawthorne responded. "Food shipments we can handle, but water is more important."

"We don't have the energy for that," replied the interior minister.

"Yes, we do," Hawthorne said. "Take conquered areas off the grid. Redirect that power to the water stations. Can we do that?"

"I suppose we could..."

Ashburton Line

"Colonel Simms, we have reports of skirmishing on the western flank. It appears that Beckett has gotten a little overzealous."

"I guess it can't be helped," Simms sighed. "Does he have anyone with him?"

"No, sir, he's operating alone."

"That might be all right..." Simms paused. "In fact, this might be good. Let him play with the Terrans overnight, and in the morning, we'll make a strong push on the coast and attack their offshore naval fleet." They might pull it off. Beckett's Gundam could divert the attention of the Terran line, freeing up his troops to bombard the Terran navy from the coast. If he could get a decent naval force of his own brought in overnight, they had a good chance.

(OOC: So... I would assume it's late afternoon/early evening in Suez and Greece? At least hopefully, since it's around midnight over here, and that would sync things up. If not... um... eh?)

OOC: yeah i'd say early evening....Dinner time for my characters!

The base had changed over the course of the day. There wasn't much debris left in the streets, and the mobile suits were all fixed up and sitting in a hanger that has no walls or roof. The sun began to set over Suez as Holland and Luna sat down for there evening supper. There wasn't many places to sit, just the odd rock and chairs people pulled from debris "Long day today eh Luna?" Holland asked her "yeah it was, alot of hard work but atleast we got this place cleaned up" she said responding to him.

They began eating there food when another girl came over "hey Luna!" the girl said "Oh hey sis!" Luna responded. The girl was her sister, it seemed like the Twilight Phoenix group was a family group.

Alice Springs

"Long night ahead, Chief! We recovered all the parts, so it should go pretty smoothly... what's up first?"

"You guys are going to have to take it," yelled Mervin. "I'll leave the instructions here. I've got something else I need to check out!"

The mechanics scratched their heads, dumbfounded. "Huh... what's he up to that's more important than X-Two? This thing's his baby..."

Mervin ducked into a conference room and closed the door behind him. He spread the contents of Nelson's folder out on the table and began hastily scribbling sticky notes which he pasted on various images. 'The damage isn't uniform...' he thought, 'it seems like it's targeting a few key areas...' He marked each one with a note. 'But the weirder part... the new growth replacing the damaged areas...'

Having completed his markings, he grabbed another folder out of his bag and removed myriad printouts. Charts, raw data, and the like... he placed it next to the images and tried to piece it together. 'We assumed the pain was from the decay and computer interference, but that doesn't explain everything...' He went straight for the handful of data points that were taken before and after the system was in use... the attacks Nelson dodged without assistance from the BFS.

'These readings seem to indicate increased strain caused by the system, but there are no external signals here... which means...' A bead of sweat ran down his face. 'The pain was caused by increased blood pressure and stress, particularly in the developing regions... the reaction time caused by increased activity originating there... his brain is evolving each time he uses the system!'

Melbourne

The tired group gathered around Tom's whiteboard as he began. "Now, I assume we can intercept their wireless communications, correct? And jam their communication as well?"

"Yeah," muttered the officer in charge. "But we've already tried jamming and its effectiveness is limited."

"Well, that's only part of the plan, if I may explain," said Thomas, drawing a simple diagram on the board. "Okay, so we have a Terran Gemini and their forward command; for the purpose of this discussion, we'll call them Alice and Bob." The programmers in the room groaned - they could feel a lecture coming on. Tom tapped the board with his marker and waited to continue. "Cindy over here wants to convince Alice that she is Bob, that way she can issue the exploit. Only problem is that she needs a private key in order to perform the initial handshake. Alice and Bob are going to exchange information using their private and public keys in order to verify that the other person is who they say they are."

"That's great," said a programmer in the back. "But if we have the key, why not just send the exploit right away?"

"Because normal messages aren't encrypted with it," Thomas responded. "The math which makes this system work, and makes it hard to crack, as you've no doubt learned by now, is costly to implement, so long messages would take too long to encode and decode. HOWEVER, once Alice and Bob have identified each other, Bob can generate a NEW key."

"Another one?" cried the officer.

"Come on, this is basic security, people," Thomas sighed, drawing the message sequence on the board. "The new key is used to perform symmetric encryption, which is very fast. Also, since the key is only valid during the time Alice and Bob are talking, it's secure. And no one from the outside can know what it is since they couldn't perform the handshake."

A programmer in the front nodded. "So then, after Cindy's program runs and gives us their HQs' private key, we can perform the handshake, make our own symmetric key, and THEN issue the exploit?"

"That's Plan B," said Thomas. "Here's the fun part, which lets us attack right away. What if Alice was talking to Bob through an intermediary..." He drew a stick figure with devil horns on the board. "... In this case, me. If we time our intercepts and jams just right, I can play a sort of 'Monkey in the Middle' with their messages; except, in this version, the monkey is king. Now, I can sit in the middle and forward their messages to each other, and it looks the same to them as if they were talking directly. Eventually, Bob sends the important final message, containing the new key and some other information, all encrypted with his private key. Since we know the public key, I can decode that message and extract the symmetric key. Then I pass the original, encrypted message to Alice to end the handshake. As far as they know, they have a secure channel. But I now have the ability to decrypt all further communications between them, as well as encode my own messages."

"Not bad..." said Cindy. "Although there are ways to counter that type of attack."

"That's why you're backing me up," said Thomas. "This really is a simple hack. I'm kind of embarrassed to be presenting this as the incredible be-all and end-all strategy. However, if they were careless enough to leave the exploit you found in their implementation, I'm willing to bet they left themselves wide open in plenty of places. And anyway..." He poked her in the head. "Out of everyone in this room, why no one brought it up to begin with is beyond me."

OOC: nice bumpy since my people sleep now :P

"Very Well," Mr. Fespute agreed. And left the Parliament building, catching a boat to Rotterdam.

occ: Brazillam how do you want our guys to continue communicating? Do you just want to summon my guy to your parliament building?

OOC: nice bumpy since my people sleep now :P

OOC: Okay, sweet, I can fastforward to morning now! Yay!

(OOC: As Kratna!)



"What the hell happened, van eight just got taken out!"
"Sir, we've confirmed a single enemy mobile suit, it's the same one that launched the chemical attack on the rear!"
"Damn... they'll pay for that." The supply lines were stretching to the coast, so the attacker was in range of naval support. "Deploy air squadrons, I want that thing smoldering in its own filth in one hour."
Air squadrons totaling twenty Aries lifted off from their carriers and headed inland towards the enemy suit. They would rain death from above.

Travis saw a large number of Aries coming at him, this was more than he could handle all on his own so he had to come up with a plan. He lunched many chlorine rockets into the squads of mobile suits and had them go off in the air, knowing that although it would not likely cause any losses it would obscure their vision so that he could even the scales.

Some of course would not be obscured thus he would have take them out first. This time he could not simply pick them off at his leisure, he would be lucky when he got a chance to aim but when he did get that chance the hit was always deadly.

OOC: Okay, sweet, I can fastforward to morning now! Yay!

OOC: well when we shift to morning it gives the perfect chance for Kratna to take back over of his stuff

Travis saw a large number of Aries coming at him, this was more than he could handle all on his own so he had to come up with a plan. He lunched many chlorine rockets into the squads of mobile suits and had them go off in the air, knowing that although it would not likely cause any losses it would obscure their vision so that he could even the scales.

Some of course would not be obscured thus he would have take them out first. This time he could not simply pick them off at his leisure, he would be lucky when he got a chance to aim but when he did get that chance the hit was always deadly.

The 20 pilots arced in hi and fast the exploding cloudes og clorine gass opscuring there vision but not the IR or the new X scanners. it would be eazy pickings. this new Gundam had yest to demonstrate an proficancy in a AA role or demonstrate any Flight capabilities so staying high and preforming continuous strafing runs using the IR and X scanners in combo would give him a run for his money...
the republic wasn't about to let the union get away wit the use of theis chemical weapon... already vidios of its previous attacks where being made into anti union propiganda stationg that the union was not only abunch of trators but was now using chemical weapons to acheave its chaotic ends where the Republic had yet to resort to the use of hcem bio or nuculear weapons... but this might just bee the exuse they could use to start.

Star would have loved to destroy the Carrier Victor and Jacob were fighting on, but it was not her primary concern at the moment. She had to find Jacob and attempt to find a way to take him down once and for all. But was it right? She was curious why she was still questioning if it was right to kill her captor who treated her kindly yet annoyed her only slightly less than Victor...

Victor and Jacob were dueling and Jacob was beginning to lose ground. A mere Viking unit up against two advance mobile suits in a single day was pushing his mobile suit's limits. Jacob continued to fight the Gemini III and could only hope to find a way out. He would have to either run away or defeat the Gemini unit, either one seeming like a less possible choice by the minute. Victor flew back several feet to prepare a final strike and said, "You were a worthy opponent Scandinavian... But now I shall prove that I am a true soldier!" Even Jacob's strange sense were not able to pick up Victor's charge fast enough to block his swipe. As the Gemini III made a swipe, it cut off the Viking's hands and all hopes of truly destroying the Gemini unit.

"Oh no... How can this happen?" Jacob asked himself. He aimed his head's vulcan turrets as a last resort and could only get one or two hits on the Gemini unit, which would have very little effect on such a heavily armored mobile suit.

Victor said, "Keep fighting and I'll just delay your death further!" and swiped at Jacob's Viking again, this time cutting off the head.

"Damn... I'm done for sure now..." There were only two choices Jacob could do now, self-destruct or evacuate. "I will not destroy myself. I promised by my mother's name I would return..." Jacob thought to himself. He had a split second to make a choice and chose to open his Viking's hatch doors and hope to escape the explosion in time. But by this time, Victor's Gemini III made one final swipe to cut the Viking's body across the middle. No one could see Jacob fall from the mobile suit, but he did and the destroyed Viking unit came falling down on him...

OOC: I think I'll just leave it here for now and wait for Kratna's reaction. Please check OOC thread for a better excuse.

Star had moved in closer to watch the final showdown between Victor and Jacob Victors final series of moves shocked star... and when the sword bit into the cocpit for the final time something snaped as the whole thing exploded in a masive fireball the peices of jacobs Viking flying everywear. her mind raced through everything that had happened between her and him the conversation theyed had aboard the carrier the fact he had let her go... she had since learned that the Ocianic Union had betrayed them and was repelling an invasion france for all there polite words was firmly in there hands but when the little red light showing his position went out so did all her faith in the republic. the bobming of helsinki he hapless murder of helpless civilians just looking for some food...
the little green dot signaling Victors position caught her eye "how dare you" her voice was low and mennacing as the signal was directed at Victor... any move that wasn't what she wanted to hear would signal victor's death
it couldn't have happend she was seeinh it wrond here scaners were malfunctioning something... anything

Star had moved in closer to watch the final showdown between Victor and Jacob Victors final series of moves shocked star... and when the sword bit into the cocpit for the final time something snaped as the whole thing exploded in a masive fireball the peices of jacobs Viking flying everywear. her mind raced through everything that had happened between her and him the conversation theyed had aboard the carrier the fact he had let her go... she had since learned that the Ocianic Union had betrayed them and was repelling an invasion france for all there polite words was firmly in there hands but when the little red light showing his position went out so did all her faith in the republic. the bobming of helsinki he hapless murder of helpless civilians just looking for some food...
the little green dot signaling Victors position caught her eye "how dare you" her voice was low and mennacing as the signal was directed at Victor... any move that wasn't what she wanted to hear would signal victor's death
it couldn't have happend she was seeinh it wrond here scaners were malfunctioning something... anything

Victor turned around and saw the Darkstar Gundam behind him. He then came to a realization... "Captain Star Lynde... You attempted to destroy me and that pilot!" After realizing this, he grinned and continued, "I can't wait to report you to Terran High Command for assaulting a fellow officer... But before that, I have more Scandinavians to feast on!" His Gemini III took off into the air and Victor marked Star's coordinates. He flew off with a triumphant feeling. He proved himself more powerful than an equally powerful foe, and the woman he came to hate in one day was soon to be tried by High Command.

The HLV shudderd as it took off from Alice spring's shaking untill it finaly broke free of the earths gravitational pull Captain Tong Xiang pulled on the controls angling the HLV towards the location of the TRSS Omnipotence and slowly brought the HLV into docking position with the carrier.
he had reviewed the orders in the sealed envalope on the short flight over and found the task much to his liking... it would take a slight refit to the Jade panther to make it more suitable to space combat and in 2 days (one really due to me laging behind) his operation would begin but untill then there enamy satalite network made for good target practice in the modified Jade panther (just the addition of afew thruster packs nothing fancy)

Victor turned around and saw the Darkstar Gundam behind him. He then came to a realization... "Captain Star Lynde... You attempted to destroy me and that pilot!" After realizing this, he grinned and continued, "I can't wait to report you to Terran High Command for assaulting a fellow officer... But before that, I have more Scandinavians to feast on!" His Gemini III took off into the air and Victor marked Star's coordinates. He flew off with a triumphant feeling. He proved himself more powerful than an equally powerful foe, and the woman he came to hate in one day was soon to be tried by High Command.

and with that simple egotistical remark Victor sealed his fate "you bastard..." her voice had a little more edge to it than before as she took off after him keeping him locked in her sights knowing his alarms would remain silent not designed to pick up frendly locks "you killed him!" her voice now truly showed her anger "you wont kill any one else while i Breath!!" she couldn't care less what the high command thought anymore, or anyone else for that matter it was pure revenge... not the anger of being slighted or beaten but revenge... a new emotion for her.. and with her hands griped fiirmly a deadly one.. she pulled the trigers and let loose with everything she had. the Beam assult rifle the heavy cannon and even 8 of the 32 missiles suddelny arced towards victor glowing incandesent death

and with that simple egotistical remark Victor sealed his fate "you bastard..." her voice had a little more edge to it than before as she took off after him keeping him locked in her sights knowing his alarms would remain silent not designed to pick up frendly locks "you killed him!" her voice now truly showed her anger "you wont kill any one else while i Breath!!" she couldn't care less what the high command thought anymore, or anyone else for that matter it was pure revenge... not the anger of being slighted or beaten but revenge... a new emotion for her.. and with her hands griped fiirmly a deadly one.. she pulled the trigers and let loose with everything she had. the Beam assult rifle the heavy cannon and even 8 of the 32 missiles suddelny arced towards victor glowing incandesent death

Victor detected the fire coming towards him and turned around to counter fire at the shots. His missiles made contact with hers and he fired his beam cannons towards her shots. He heard Star's statement about how he killed the pilot. He grinned and questioned, "What's it to you? Were you sleeping with the enemy as well? Did I just destroy your boyfriend?" He thrusted back as he stayed on a course to head towards the Peloponnesian peninsula. If he could lure her close enough, he could tell the troops stationed there that Star had turned on the Republic. He taunted her further by firing at her and stated, "General Crofton told me about you being the new Captain! I never believed women could be competent soldiers, and you prove my argument correct!"

As the Zeus squadron ran off from the three Alvis Squadron members, Jaron watched the last member fall into the ocean in defeat. "Michael!!!" he shouted. He was outnumbered and had no chance in winning. The Alvis squadron would have finished him off, but the members received a message from the Scandinavian Commanders.
"Attention Alvis Squadron! All Terran island posts have been taken! Report to the Peloponnesian peninsula to meet with the rest of the forces and engage battle with them!"
An Alvis member asked, "Sir, Alvis Commander has not returned yet! What do we do now?"
The Commander answered, "Continue without him! Alvis Commander is MIA!"
The Viking units let Jaron fly off as he made his flight towards the Peloponnesian peninsula. Hopefully he would be able to find someone to help him in his predicament...

Victor detected the fire coming towards him and turned around to counter fire at the shots. His missiles made contact with hers and he fired his beam cannons towards her shots. He heard Star's statement about how he killed the pilot. He grinned and questioned, "What's it to you? Were you sleeping with the enemy as well? Did I just destroy your boyfriend?" He thrusted back as he stayed on a course to head towards the Peloponnesian peninsula. If he could lure her close enough, he could tell the troops stationed there that Star had turned on the Republic. He taunted her further by firing at her and stated, "General Crofton told me about you being the new Captain! I never believed women could be competent soldiers, and you prove my argument correct!"

His remarks where salt in the wound, a wound on an enraged lion... not something a smart person would do. the closest thing was when she had jumped on him and tried to beet the shit out of the arogent little punk. there talk after in her quarter could hardly be called intamit... coulld it... but then why did victor's coments hurt so damn much "i'll show you compotent soldier" she fired again at him with her heavy cannon the followed with several shots into the area surounding it making dodging almost as risky as staying put and floored her thrusters. he may be flying a G-III but the Darkstar was still faster and she would soon catch up with his as she continues to rain blasts from the assult rifle down on him his dumb luck could only hold out so long and then he would be hers.

As the Zeus squadron ran off from the three Alvis Squadron members, Jaron watched the last member fall into the ocean in defeat. "Michael!!!" he shouted. He was outnumbered and had no chance in winning. The Alvis squadron would have finished him off, but the members received a message from the Scandinavian Commanders.
"Attention Alvis Squadron! All Terran island posts have been taken! Report to the Peloponnesian peninsula to meet with the rest of the forces and engage battle with them!"
An Alvis member asked, "Sir, Alvis Commander has not returned yet! What do we do now?"
The Commander answered, "Continue without him! Alvis Commander is MIA!"
The Viking units let Jaron fly off as he made his flight towards the Peloponnesian peninsula. Hopefully he would be able to find someone to help him in his predicament...

she was so intent on the Anialation of Victor that she barly registered the departure of the remaining Vikings or the aproch of the lone gemini only getting a passing glance as a minor event... Victors death was the only thing that matterd and death grew ever closer

His remarks where salt in the wound, a wound on an enraged lion... not something a smart person would do. the closest thing was when she had jumped on him and tried to beet the shit out of the arogent little punk. there talk after in her quarter could hardly be called intamit... coulld it... but then why did victor's coments hurt so damn much "i'll show you compotent soldier" she fired again at him with her heavy cannon the followed with several shots into the area surounding it making dodging almost as risky as staying put and floored her thrusters. he may be flying a G-III but the Darkstar was still faster and she would soon catch up with his as she continues to rain blasts from the assult rifle down on him his dumb luck could only hold out so long and then he would be hers.


Jaron saw the fighting between his brother and Star. It was intense and Victor was pushing his piloting skills to the max. Jaron was confused at the sight of her fighting his brother and sent a transmission to the Darkstar asking, "Commander! Why are you attacking Captain Crofton?!"
Victor saw his brother and knew he would be his ticket to getting Pellopenisian squadrons attention. He snet a transmission saying, "Private! If you want to make yourself useful, send a message to Spartan Command and tell them Captain Star Lynde has attacked a fellow officer in combat! If she continues, then we will be forced to see to her being outlawed!" Jaron wanted to follow his brothers command, but was only able to react as soon as Star gave her answer...

Jaron saw the fighting between his brother and Star. It was intense and Victor was pushing his piloting skills to the max. Jaron was confused at the sight of her fighting his brother and sent a transmission to the Darkstar asking, "Commander! Why are you attacking Captain Crofton?!"
Victor saw his brother and knew he would be his ticket to getting Pellopenisian squadrons attention. He snet a transmission saying, "Private! If you want to make yourself useful, send a message to Spartan Command and tell them Captain Star Lynde has attacked a fellow officer in combat! If she continues, then we will be forced to see to her being outlawed!" Jaron wanted to follow his brothers command, but was only able to react as soon as Star gave her answer...

"i am ridding the world of a monster!" "she barked back "it you know what good for you you'll stay out of this!" she turned the miniscule amount of attention she had deverted to Jaron Back to Victor and fired her heavy cannon once more along with another volly of 8 missiles with her rifle keeping u p the fire at this range dodging the missils would challenge even the most skilled pilot... just a little closer and she would draw her sword on him and then he would go down... just a few moments longer and he would go down.

"i am ridding the world of a monster!" "she barked back "it you know what good for you you'll stay out of this!" she turned the miniscule amount of attention she had deverted to Jaron Back to Victor and fired her heavy cannon once more along with another volly of 8 missiles with her rifle keeping u p the fire at this range dodging the missils would challenge even the most skilled pilot... just a little closer and she would draw her sword on him and then he would go down... just a few moments longer and he would go down.

The missiles were coming in fast and Victor knew he would have a harder time avoiding these. He knew that he could not continue to out-manuver Star's shots and would be forced to take a blow some time. But a few moments later, he had a shield...
Jaron was about to fly off towards the Pellopenisian peninsula to alert Spartan Command but heard a new order from his Captain. "Private! I have a new order!"
Jaron stopped his Gemini and asked, "W-What is it Captain?"
Victor answered by grabbing his brother's Gemini arm and saying, "It's your time to sacrifice for your nation!" and sent the Gemini flying in the direction of the missiles aiming for Victor.
Jaron saw the missiles flying towards him and shouted, "Captain!!! NO!!!!" It was all soon to be determined by what actions were taken next. Unless the missiles were stopped, Jaron would be destroyed. Victor used this opportunity to fly off and hopefully get closer to the Pellopenisian peninsula.
"Only a few miles to go..." He thought to himself.

Ashburton Line

"All right, what do we have to work with?" Simms was busily marking positions on a region map as subordinate officers made their individual reports. Things were steady for now. "Their supply lines are stretching. They'll need to worry about maintaining those now as they keep pushing. They do have coastal support on the western flanks, though... How soon until the southern fleets arrive?"
"They will be in position within the next thirty six hours, depending on the area of operation."
"And our Gundams?" Simms asked.
"X-Zero, Virus, is currently engaging the enemy's left. We've allocated air support whether he wants it or not. X-Two, Rangipapa, is scheduled to transfer this evening and will be stationed on the enemy's right."
"All right, then," said Simms. "Today, we will hold steady and force them to take the initiative. If all goes well, we will be able to execute 'Flying V' tomorrow."

Sydney

"We've lost open access to most communication networks... it will take quite some time before we have an effective countermeasure for their filtering schemes."
"That's fine," said Hawthorne. "As long as you can do it, right?"
"Yes, sir. We are operating under the assumption that they will reveal Beckett, and have begun seeding counter-propaganda. Manual delivery by our agents to Japan, Indochina, and Singapore will permit it to reach the open network. We expect resistance groups to pick it up from there. Hopefully distributed networks will make it difficult to isolate."
"And in the case that we're the first to announce the use of chemical weaponry, it will hopefully soften the impact of Terran broadcasts," Hawthorne replied. "We must be open with the world and make them understand."

The following is a transcript from a broadcast released by the Oceanic Union. Hard copies first appeared in free Asian networks and from there were spread throughout the internet, thus circumventing filters designed to reject traffic from Oceanic IPs. Its authenticity has been questioned in some circles due to the unorthodox distribution method, as it differs from earlier official broadcasts. However, due to certain content, it is believed that the video is in some ways truthful...

At this moment, the Oceanic Union, which dared to raise its voice against Terran aggression, is under the veil of an information blackout. Traffic in and out of the Union is blocked by Terran filters, and access to servers in territory not under Terran control has been intermittent at best. However, if you are able to view this message now, it means that our agents have succeeded in reaching free territory to report on the state of our war.
We do not know what you have been told by the Terran government and media over the past twenty four hours due to the blackout. They no doubt have hidden the violent attacks on civilians living on the northwestern coast through the destruction and occupation of towns and cities. They have proven here and in Finland that they are not dedicated to the suppression of rogue governments and militaries, but rather to the destruction of alien ways of life and people with a will of their own.
You may or may not have been told that the Oceanic Union has even resorted to hiring mercenaries who fight with questionable tactics, among them, the use of chemical weapons. While we deny all claims that any of our own armies are fighting unconventionally... we confirm that one mercenary unit is actively using chemical weaponry.
For what reason do we permit the use of this power? Why have we chosen to walk a path that most would call inhuman and unjustifiable? It is obvious to anyone that Terra's military power is greater than our own, and anything that could deliver swift and demoralizing victory would be welcome by any nation or force opposing it. But if that were true, why would we restrain ourselves to a single unit? We are aware of the horrific effects of these weapons and our own military force has accept the decisions of previous generations which banned their use. But then why do they continue to exist? Because they are powerful. Our military was forced to seek aid from an individual who believes in that truth. In a way, he speaks the same language as each man and woman in this conflict. Regardless of the weapon used, the acts are the same - they shoot until they die or have no one left to attack. All weapons are powerful; all weapons inflict pain and suffering.
What differs is that our weapons are only targeting those who seek to terrorize us. They would burn our cities and kill civilians if we were to fail. Other nations have already felt this pain. How can they claim any moral high ground? They, who would kill noncombatants in cold blood?
If the Terran Republic wishes to claim moral victory, we issue a challenge. Defeat us with only conventional weaponry. Prove your moral superiority and absolute strength. Crush our armies but spare our cities and people, allow them to assimilate into your society, and prove that you truly seek unity and order. Or you may bow now to the provocation of a single mercenary and reveal your true nature. We invite all nations to watch us intently. Judge the Union and the Republic for yourselves... seek the truth, and do not look back!

Alice Springs

"He... got away... didn't he...?" Nelson groaned and tried to stretch in his bed, but his body was a bit stiff from lying still for so long. His headache had become dull and ignorable. His eyes slowly adjusted to the light in the room.
Laku had nodded off in her chair. Adam's gaze lazily met Nelson's. He cracked a smile. "Welcome back, man," he said. "Sleep well?"
"I guess..." Nelson muttered, clenching his fist. "So in the end, I just wasn't strong enough after all."
"Hey, don't worry about it," said Adam. "We all failed. But we're still alive, which means we get to pay them back."
Nelson slowly propped himself up in the bed. "Geez, this doesn't sound at all like us," he mumbled. "Then again, I guess we're not used to this kind of after-party."
"Yeah... that guy roughed you up pretty bad," Adam said. "Luckily that Gundam is pretty tough. The doctor said it was just fatigue that took you out."
"Sorry to trouble you," said Nelson. "You didn't have to stay, you know."
"Idiot," replied Adam. "You can't get rid of us that easily."
"Well then," Nelson said, cracking his knuckles and regaining his strength, "now that we've had our tearful reunion, when do I get the hell out of here?"
Adam smiled. "Chief said he was coming by at ten to get you discharged, whether you were ready or not."

The missiles were coming in fast and Victor knew he would have a harder time avoiding these. He knew that he could not continue to out-manuver Star's shots and would be forced to take a blow some time. But a few moments later, he had a shield...
Jaron was about to fly off towards the Pellopenisian peninsula to alert Spartan Command but heard a new order from his Captain. "Private! I have a new order!"
Jaron stopped his Gemini and asked, "W-What is it Captain?"
Victor answered by grabbing his brother's Gemini arm and saying, "It's your time to sacrifice for your nation!" and sent the Gemini flying in the direction of the missiles aiming for Victor.
Jaron saw the missiles flying towards him and shouted, "Captain!!! NO!!!!" It was all soon to be determined by what actions were taken next. Unless the missiles were stopped, Jaron would be destroyed. Victor used this opportunity to fly off and hopefully get closer to the Pellopenisian peninsula.
"Only a few miles to go..." He thought to himself.

"NOOOO!" she screamed in fustration as she quickly blasted the missiles out of the Air the last one just in time as jaron's Gemini flew through the resultant explosion star grabed the out of control gemini the force of the impact throwing her off course but she kept them in the air.
"I told you to stay out or it" she yelled as they spun around from the impact "i almost had him! i was this close!" there flight stabalized.
she would have droped him here and now to get rid of the extra weight that was slowing her down and draining her power reserves faster than she would have liked. but she couldnt do it... not after what had happened to jacob... that killer edge to her personality was gone... she was stil just as deadly to anyone who got on her wrong side but she wasn't about to sacrifice someone to save her a bit of patry life... she'd just have to compensate and made for the nearest small island that wasn't teaming with terran forces or anyone else for that mater remening silent as she watched Victor head the other direction... she entered his G-III in as an enamy

"NOOOO!" she screamed in fustration as she quickly blasted the missiles out of the Air the last one just in time as jaron's Gemini flew through the resultant explosion star grabed the out of control gemini the force of the impact throwing her off course but she kept them in the air.
"I told you to stay out or it" she yelled as they spun around from the impact "i almost had him! i was this close!" there flight stabalized.
she would have droped him here and now to get rid of the extra weight that was slowing her down and draining her power reserves faster than she would have liked. but she couldnt do it... not after what had happened to jacob... that killer edge to her personality was gone... she was stil just as deadly to anyone who got on her wrong side but she wasn't about to sacrifice someone to save her a bit of patry life... she'd just have to compensate and made for the nearest small island that wasn't teaming with terran forces or anyone else for that mater remening silent as she watched Victor head the other direction... she entered his G-III in as an enamy

Jaron thought that he was finished this time, but all of a sudden the missiles were no longer headed for him. Apparently Star had destroyed the missiles before they came into contact. He opened his eyes and looked around to see Victor flying off. He also saw the Darkstar above him carrying his Gemini unit to safety. He attempted to send a transmission to her asking, "Commander! Where are we going?"...

"You are certain that Captain Lynde is no longer loyal to the Republic?" General Crofton asked. He was speaking to General Ashmore about how Star had recently attempted to destroy Victor. General Crofton was on his way to France, but had to make an emergency stop at Athens to discuss the issue of Captain Lynde with General Ashmore.
He answered, "We are very certain of that General. Captain Crofton has been more than willing to show how she will not comply with fellow Terran operatives. The video of the battle should very well show this." General Crofton saw the video of the battle and could not deny that Star did indeed have intentions of destroying his son.
General Crofton closed his eyes, sighed and said, "Then I will have to confirm her as a traitor... I will present this issue to Brendon Sage myself..."
General Ashmore asked, "Will you truly need to present such an issue to the President?"
General Crofton answered, "I will. I've already delayed my meeting with him to meet with my sons in Tel Aviv, I owe him a very detailed explanation."

Jaron thought that he was finished this time, but all of a sudden the missiles were no longer headed for him. Apparently Star had destroyed the missiles before they came into contact. He opened his eyes and looked around to see Victor flying off. He also saw Star flying away in the opposite direction. He attempted to send a transmission to her asking, "Commander! Where are you going?" But got no answer...

((ooc: stars carrying Jaron... it sure as hell beats falling into the sea... edit and then i'll reply :) ))

((ooc: stars carrying Jaron... it sure as hell beats falling into the sea... edit and then i'll reply :) ))

OOC: Edited, my bad :D

Jaron thought that he was finished this time, but all of a sudden the missiles were no longer headed for him. Apparently Star had destroyed the missiles before they came into contact. He opened his eyes and looked around to see Victor flying off. He also saw the Darkstar above him carrying his Gemini unit to safety. He attempted to send a transmission to her asking, "Commander! Where are we going?"...

Star droped him unceramoniusly on the ground before landing herself near by. she shut her gundam down the armour turning grey and she lowered herself to the ground and walked over to Jaron's gemini "get the F*** out!" she ordered she was still on a low boil he had interupted her revenge

Star droped him unceramoniusly on the ground before landing herself near by. she shut her gundam down the armour turning grey and she lowered herself to the ground and walked over to Jaron's gemini "get the F*** out!" she ordered she was still on a low boil he had interupted her revenge

Jaron felt the the landing and heard Star's command. He was reluctant to open the cockpit, but not willing to disobey his superior. He opened the cockpit and landed on the ground. He saw Star a few feet away from him and saluted saying, "Reporting Captain."

Jaron felt the the landing and heard Star's command. He was reluctant to open the cockpit, but not willing to disobey his superior. He opened the cockpit and landed on the ground. He saw Star a few feet away from him and saluted saying, "Reporting Captain."

she stalked over to him she wanted to hit him... to hit something anything and nomater how much he looked like victor he just wasn't and looking the same wasn't enough "i told you not to get involved!" she shoved him maybe she could het him to hit her first then she could hit him back "and now he's gotten away!" she shoved him again "i would have killed him but you got in the way!" she shoved him again "insted i had to save your scrawny little ass and now were stuck here!"
that wasn't all true... Jaron could still go back to the republic... but she couldn't.. she would have been marked a trator by now and the republic didn't take kindly to those expecialy when they were the pilot of a hi tech experemental Gundam. it was the fact that she now had no home that was prolly getting to her more then being foiled in her revenge for jacob

she stalked over to him she wanted to hit him... to hit something anything and nomater how much he looked like victor he just wasn't and looking the same wasn't enough "i told you not to get involved!" she shoved him maybe she could het him to hit her first then she could hit him back "and now he's gotten away!" she shoved him again "i would have killed him but you got in the way!" she shoved him again "insted i had to save your scrawny little ass and now were stuck here!"
that wasn't all true... Jaron could still go back to the republic... but she couldn't.. she would have been marked a trator by now and the republic didn't take kindly to those expecialy when they were the pilot of a hi tech experemental Gundam. it was the fact that she now had no home that was prolly getting to her more then being foiled in her revenge for jacob

Jaron stepped back a few steps in shock from her outrage. After that, he was shoved twice and fell to the ground. He managed to ask Star, "I don't understand Captain. What did Captain Crofton do to provoke action against him?" He was not going to inentionally respond to any of Star's anger, but he had to learn what caused Star to betray the Republic.

Jaron stepped back a few steps in shock from her outrage. After that, he was shoved twice and fell to the ground. He managed to ask Star, "I don't understand Captain. What did Captain Crofton do to provoke action against him?" He was not going to inentionally respond to any of Star's anger, but he had to learn what caused Star to betray the Republic.

"he killed him!!" she practicaly barcked at him "a good man fighting for what he beleived in and he Murderd him!!" she stormed off into the bush away from the shor line and out of view of both the mobile suits and the faint cloud of smoke coming from crete... and then star did something she'd never done before.

she cryed

"he killed him!!" she practicaly barcked at him "a good man fighting for what he beleived in and he Murderd him!!" she stormed off into the bush away from the shor line and out of view of both the mobile suits and the faint cloud of smoke coming from crete... and then star did something she'd never done before.

she cryed

Jaron saw Star storm off from his sight. He stood up again and tried to follow Star but heard something he never expected. The sound of Star crying... He would have attempted to question her who Victor killed, but decided it would be better to let her alone for now. He walked off and sat on a boulder while observing the islands from afar though his binoculars. There was obviously going to be more fighting on the Greek mainland but could only wonder what the outcome would be.

It took a few hours, but General Jefferson Crofton could now present himself to his President. He stood outside the doors of the room that Brendon Sage was staying in until they were opened by Chancellor Rosaline Alphonsine. She greeted, "Greetings General Crofton. How are your sons doing?"
He answered, "They are doing fine Lady Chancellor. I wish to present further information with the President alone however."
The Chancellor nodded, looked to Brendon and said, "I shall be arranging further operations Mr. President. I hope you are ready to see Europe fall at your feet."
Brendon Sage answered, "I soon shall Lady Chancellor." And the Chancellor walked out.
General Crofton saluted, "Mr. President, I have my report for you."
Sage told him, "Very good General. Please have a seat."
General Crofton sat down next to Sage and began saying, "I apologize for my delayed report sir. I had to visit my sons in Tel Aviv to ensure they were still willing fighters."
Sage answered, "I can understand that perfectly General. Now what did you wish to tell me about the recent information on Captain Lynde?"
Jefferson was very concerned about this part of the report. He was hoping Sage would ask this at the end of his report to ease him into his good side. But then again, the matter of an experimental Gundam was more pressing of a matter than the Muslims.
General Crofton answered, "Captain Lynde has betrayed the Republic sir. For whatever reason she attacked a fellow Captain and flew off. We cannot pinpoint her location, but she will be found." He did all he could to hide his fear from being exposed to the President, but Sage was able to read it in his face.
Sage told him, "Then we shall have to brand her as a traitor won't we General?"
Jefferson stated, "But sir, she's a Beta Terran and pilots the Darkstar. We can't simply destroy such an important war tool."
The President assured, "Do not worry General. She is but a resource of the Republic that has used up it's usefullness. We will have a replacement for the Darkstar before long... Now tell me about the recent Muslim attacks throughout the Republic if you would."

Jaron saw Star storm off from his sight. He stood up again and tried to follow Star but heard something he never expected. The sound of Star crying... He would have attempted to question her who Victor killed, but decided it would be better to let her alone for now. He walked off and sat on a boulder while observing the islands from afar though his binoculars. There was obviously going to be more fighting on the Greek mainland but could only wonder what the outcome would be.

it was several emotional minutes before star composed her self... several minutes while her brain wraped its self around what had just happened and worked its way through planing what to do now. the republic was corupt that muchwas obvious now.. while there objective was noble there methods wernt not with the bombing of cities the invasion of countrys whose people and chosen not to join, the subjegation of those who were counquerd and the opresion of those who willingly joined not the mention starving the public to feed the army and the murder of inocents. the republic was far from noble.
Star was calm and colected when she got back to the beach and saw Jaron looking out at the rest of the greek islands "you precious republic is waiting for you." she told him "you can stay here and radio for them to come get you... but i'm leaving... i'm finished with them" she reached inside her flight suit and pulled out her dog tags yanking them off and tossing them to the groud but keeping the one that marked her as a Beta... the republics elite that was now out to destroy it.

it was several emotional minutes before star composed her self... several minutes while her brain wraped its self around what had just happened and worked its way through planing what to do now. the republic was corupt that muchwas obvious now.. while there objective was noble there methods wernt not with the bombing of cities the invasion of countrys whose people and chosen not to join, the subjegation of those who were counquerd and the opresion of those who willingly joined not the mention starving the public to feed the army and the murder of inocents. the republic was far from noble.
Star was calm and colected when she got back to the beach and saw Jaron looking out at the rest of the greek islands "you precious republic is waiting for you." she told him "you can stay here and radio for them to come get you... but i'm leaving... i'm finished with them" she reached inside her flight suit and pulled out her dog tags yanking them off and tossing them to the groud but keeping the one that marked her as a Beta... the republics elite that was now out to destroy it.

Jaron heard Star's comments as he lowered his binoculars. He thought contacting his Republic would be the only honorable thing as a soldier, but he wasn't exactly being treated as honorable lately. He was reluctant to talk to her, but it seemed possible seeing they were the only two people on the island. He managed to ask her, "You're questioning the Republic's motives as well aren't you?"

Jaron heard Star's comments as he lowered his binoculars. He thought contacting his Republic would be the only honorable thing as a soldier, but he wasn't exactly being treated as honorable lately. He was reluctant to talk to her, but it seemed possible seeing they were the only two people on the island. He managed to ask her, "You're questioning the Republic's motives as well aren't you?"

"the idea of a unified earth is all well and good" she began "but crushing everyone to do it isn't... the Union had the right idea... ask the people what they want" she looked off south for a moment suddenly deciding what she would do "i'm leaving you can come with me or stay and wait for the republic" with that she turned and steped onto the foot sling to be lifted up to the cockpit.
she started up only the scaners to see if anyone was nearby before powering up the more active systems

Jaron was about to make the toughest decision of his life: Join Star as a fugitive against the Republic or continue fighting with his family. As far as Jaron was concerned though, he was not going to continue fighting for a family that clearly didn't even care about him anymore. His mind raced as he recalled the conversation between him and his father in Tel Aviv...

"Reporting sir!" Private Jaron Crofton told his father and General as he stood at attention.
General Crofton said, "Private, I have to ask you a question."
Jaron questioned, "What is it sir?"
Jefferson Crofton asked, "What did you tell the enemy?"
Jaron answered, "I didn't tell them anything sir!"
General Crofton questioned further, "You told them nothing about the Republic that would endanger our security?"
Jaron assured, "Yes sir."
General Jefferson accepted the answer, but warned, "That had better be the case. If the rebels gain any un natural advantage anytime soon, I'll put the blame on you. Don't even bother pleading against it, you'll have to save it for a war crimes court."
Jaron nodded saying, "Yes sir..."
General Crofton told him, "Private, I want you to join Captain Lynde in Zeus squadron. If you suceed in proving your worth, I just might see if you qualify for a higher commision."
Jaron stated, "I will sir." All of a sudden, an alarm sounded asking for Terran pilots to head for Greece.
General Crofton said, "This is your chance Private. Do well on this mission and you might get back on my good side. Dismissed."
Jaron left saying, "Yes sir."

"He doesn't even call me Jaron anymore..." Jaron thought to himself. In that moment, he made his descision. He reluctantly dug out his own dogtag and threw it next to Star's. He climbed into his Gemini unit and asked Star, "Are we headed anywhere?"

Jaron was about to make the toughest decision of his life: Join Star as a fugitive against the Republic or continue fighting with his family. As far as Jaron was concerned though, he was not going to continue fighting for a family that clearly didn't even care about him anymore. His mind raced as he recalled the conversation between him and his father in Tel Aviv...

"Reporting sir!" Private Jaron Crofton told his father and General as he stood at attention.
General Crofton said, "Private, I have to ask you a question."
Jaron questioned, "What is it sir?"
Jefferson Crofton asked, "What did you tell the enemy?"
Jaron answered, "I didn't tell them anything sir!"
General Crofton questioned further, "You told them nothing about the Republic that would endanger our security?"
Jaron assured, "Yes sir."
General Jefferson accepted the answer, but warned, "That had better be the case. If the rebels gain any un natural advantage anytime soon, I'll put the blame on you. Don't even bother pleading against it, you'll have to save it for a war crimes court."
Jaron nodded saying, "Yes sir..."
General Crofton told him, "Private, I want you to join Captain Lynde in Zeus squadron. If you suceed in proving your worth, I just might see if you qualify for a higher commision."
Jaron stated, "I will sir." All of a sudden, an alarm sounded asking for Terran pilots to head for Greece.
General Crofton said, "This is your chance Private. Do well on this mission and you might get back on my good side. Dismissed."
Jaron left saying, "Yes sir."

"He doesn't even call me Jaron anymore..." Jaron thought to himself. In that moment, he made his descision. He reluctantly dug out his own dogtag and threw it next to Star's. He climbed into his Gemini unit and asked Star, "Are we headed anywhere?"

"back to suez for now" Star told him "we might find some place to hide there. if not... then i'm not sure" the only reson she wasn't sure was because of her power reserves... theyed likely have enough to mak it back to suez but they would be stranded if the rebles that had taken the base didn't help them. suez would also be a good place to restock her missils and other suplies sunce it was a supply base before it was taken from the republic

"Very well then. I'll follow." Jaron said as he readied his Gemini unit to follow Star to the Suez. Hopefully the Twilight Phoenix would at least recognize him and be easy on the two of them. If only Jaron, he would have to convince them not to hurt Star but felt Star could possibly handle herself.

"Very well then. I'll follow." Jaron said as he readied his Gemini unit to follow Star to the Suez. Hopefully the Twilight Phoenix would at least recognize him and be easy on the two of them. If only Jaron, he would have to convince them not to hurt Star but felt Star could possibly handle herself.

for the first time star was unsure what would happen as she finished starting up the Darkstar the armour shimering into colour she moved into position to grab Jaron's Gemini and launched them both into the air and angled back east and south towards the Suez Supply base and the Twilight phoenix and the slim hope they would help them.

"The Europeans are pushing us to Athens. We can't hold the mainland for much longer General." The Advisor told General Ashmore. General Ashmore was becoming more concerned with every passing moment seeing Greece fall to the European Federation. The nation was soon to enter a Civil War, but not without taking the last territory it could obtain.
He told his advisor, "Tell all units to return to Athens and prepare for a defense. If our defenses are built well enough, we can outlast the Europeans and Scandinavians and keep this territory from being lost."
General Ashmore's advisor saluted and said, "Yes sir." He left to give his report to the Terran military.
"Attention all Terran personnel! Return to Athens and prepare for a defensive! If our forces are strong enough, we can keep the invaders from taking the territory!" This was the message the Terran pilots received. All was going according to plan for the Europeans and Scandinavians. If the defense could be broken, Greece would be free of Terran grip...

Crete
2000 hours

As the hour hit ten in the evening, a patrol unit was outside the wreckage of the destroyed Viking unit. One patrol member asked, "Do you think this stuff is of any use now?"
The other answered, "Doubt it. Captain Crofton dealt this one a major blow. I don't even think the cockpit is worth checking now." Despite this, another patrol member was scanning the wreckage.
He told them, "Men! Over here!"
The two patrolmen ran over and one of them asked, "What is it?"
The patrolmember answered, "I'm picking up a lifeform under this wreckage. What should we do?"
The other one answered, "Lets start digging and see what's down there."...

The flight to the Suez would likely take a while. As Jaron sat in his cockpit, he continued to wonder about him and Star. They were soon to be labeled as traitors of the Republic and would probably have no where to go. But what Jaron wanted to know was why Star was so passionate about the loss of another Viking pilot. Surely she killed many before, but how was this one so special? As he wondered this, he managed to send a transmission asking, "Captain, why did you care so much about the pilot Captain Crofton killed?"

The 20 pilots arced in hi and fast the exploding cloudes og clorine gass opscuring there vision but not the IR or the new X scanners. it would be eazy pickings. this new Gundam had yest to demonstrate an proficancy in a AA role or demonstrate any Flight capabilities so staying high and preforming continuous strafing runs using the IR and X scanners in combo would give him a run for his money...


The battlefield loomed ahead. A team of twenty five Albatross mobile suits made their final checks. "Allied Gundam at one o'clock, three kilometers ahead. Enemy Aries on scope!"

"That guy must be crazy to plunge into the line by himself," muttered the squadron leader. "But I like his attitude!! Let's back him up, boys and girls, switch to AIM-30 and acquire lock! All weapons free!"

The sudden approach of air-to-air missiles announced to Beckett and the Terran units that they had company.

Ashburton Line

"Steady fire from the Terran line, but we've been able to hold. Losses are comparable to theirs."

"They're a bit slow this morning, just as I figured..." Simms said. Retreating all the way to the Ashburton had doubled Terran territory overnight. At the same time, it had doubled the length of their supply lines. Moving heavy equipment into position also took time. The retreats, while they affected morale of the troops, were a necessary strategy. The probable next line, the Gascoyne, would require little movement by the right but would severely strain the Terran left and center. The sudden dropoff in settlements between the rivers would also make life difficult for them.

Although, he had to admit that having all of this territory behind them made Union defensive efforts a bit weaker *now*.

"Exmouth and coastal towns are being evacuated south at the moment... Terran naval encroachments are threatening them. We may have to push V south after all."

"But that will place more civilian areas in danger..." Simms muttered. "I agree that it's a possibility and we'll keep an eye on it. In the meantime, we can try to hold them today. Their attack will probably intensify around noon..."

The flight to the Suez would likely take a while. As Jaron sat in his cockpit, he continued to wonder about him and Star. They were soon to be labeled as traitors of the Republic and would probably have no where to go. But what Jaron wanted to know was why Star was so passionate about the loss of another Viking pilot. Surely she killed many before, but how was this one so special? As he wondered this, he managed to send a transmission asking, "Captain, why did you care so much about the pilot Captain Crofton killed?"

Jarons question caught her off guard "he cared" it was almost a wisper "he cared when he didnt have to... he could have imprisioned me and taken away my mobile suit when he captured me... but he let me go. With the darkstar. who does that" she had set a cruseing speed to conserve power and began fiddling with the command systems locking the republic out and changing the command keys... it would never register as a friendly on republic scanners again not that she cared... she could take on most pilots and had a good idea who all the betas were and wasn't to worried

Sydney

"Sir, information minister to speak with you..." Hawthorne nodded and the minister was shown into the office. The aide closed the door behind him.

"Any luck with our communications problems?" Hawthorne asked.

"Well... somewhat..." The minister handed Hawthorne a folder. "So, the Terrans are not blocking wireless frequencies, since they need them to communicate with their headquarters and satellites. This means they're open to us as well."

"Then we can contact the Scandinavians?" Hawthorne asked, brightening up.

"In theory, yes, but there are issues," the minister replied. "First, the power required to transmit a signal that distance is somewhat prohibitive. Once the distance of the signal has doubled, the power of the signal has been quartered... and so on. Needless to say, covering many thousands of miles requires power that we're not sure we can spare."

"That is a concern," said Hawthorne. "What else?"

"We can try to cut back on energy by doing more direct point-to-point transmissions, but that requires the Scandinavians to have receivers on a direct line with us, and we have no guarantee what we can hit one in the dark," said the minister. "In fact, the chance is basically zero. And even then, low-frequency transmissions follow the curvature of the Earth only roughly in the direction we send them."

"So there's no guarantee who our signal actually reaches, if anyone," said Hawthorne.

The minister picked right up on the point. "Which leads directly to the last concern - security. There is no feasible way to encrypt the messages since nobody else uses our protocols, and we have no provision for establishing secure channels currently in place. As a result, any transmissions we send would have to be in the clear, so the Terrans could easily listen in if they caught onto us. If we were to receive a response from someone, we would have to confirm their identities using inherently unreliable methods. And even if we can reach the Scandinavians and set up an encryption scheme between us, there's no guarantee that it hasn't been compromised in-flight by Terra."

"But it would at least serve as a way to let others know we're still here," Hawthorne mused, "and if we can somehow make contact physically with foreign agents, it may be possible to work out a communications scheme!"

The battlefield loomed ahead. A team of twenty five Albatross mobile suits made their final checks. "Allied Gundam at one o'clock, three kilometers ahead. Enemy Aries on scope!"

"That guy must be crazy to plunge into the line by himself," muttered the squadron leader. "But I like his attitude!! Let's back him up, boys and girls, switch to AIM-30 and acquire lock! All weapons free!"

The sudden approach of air-to-air missiles announced to Beckett and the Terran units that they had company.

Ashburton Line

"Steady fire from the Terran line, but we've been able to hold. Losses are comparable to theirs."

"They're a bit slow this morning, just as I figured..." Simms said. Retreating all the way to the Ashburton had doubled Terran territory overnight. At the same time, it had doubled the length of their supply lines. Moving heavy equipment into position also took time. The retreats, while they affected morale of the troops, were a necessary strategy. The probable next line, the Gascoyne, would require little movement by the right but would severely strain the Terran left and center. The sudden dropoff in settlements between the rivers would also make life difficult for them.

Although, he had to admit that having all of this territory behind them made Union defensive efforts a bit weaker *now*.

"Exmouth and coastal towns are being evacuated south at the moment... Terran naval encroachments are threatening them. We may have to push V south after all."

"But that will place more civilian areas in danger..." Simms muttered. "I agree that it's a possibility and we'll keep an eye on it. In the meantime, we can try to hold them today. Their attack will probably intensify around noon..."

*Propaganda video*

The new tretcherys of the oceanic Union.
"the union first showed its true nature when it expelled the forces of the noble republic from there shores" the screan lightens to show the oercrowding of the transports that were part of the mass exodus.
"but the Terran Republic fought back" switch to footage of the landing at port hedland and the victory at dampier and other victorys since "liberating the Union and uniting it under terran rule" dramatioc shot of a flag being rased on oceanic soil
the screan goes dark again "but the Union has sunk to a new low" flashing shots of the virus gundam spraying its chemicals and launching its missils "the union as finaly stuped the chemical weapons" horred shots of suffering solders there screams and horred burns showed in all there grusome horrer
"the union is not mearly content to rebel agianst the republic. the union must also maim her loyal solders who are fighting for the cause of unity." the screen goes dark again and a suited gentalman comes on with a dramatic backdrop of the terran millitary "the republic will not stand for these atrocities. the Union has opened the door and the republic will march through it"

virus battle site

the alarms on the aries units suddenly went off anouncing the incoming missiles they all moved to dodge most of them making it but several taking hits and a couple being destroyed outright.
"looks like we got some company. lets take them down boys" the aries units moved to engage the albatrosses a full scale dogfight erupting above the viruse gundam

ashburton line

the stalemate on the ashburton had heldlong enough for the terran forces to regroup and re enforce there position they still took losses but the line had held once again and the time had come for another push along all frounts... Units readyed all along the ashburton line from the coast all the way to newman as well as the forces at legrange in preperation for the final push into Broome.

"our forces are ready sir were just waiting for the final orders to move... it apears the Union has fallen for our little bit of subterfuge whay wait when we can move now" the officer stated...the republic had spent hours making it apear they wernt nearly as ready as they seemed and the gamble was about to pay off. the union could have tried to push them back again but that didn't seem to be the case either.
"whats the statuse of operation Crazy 8?"
"the carrier groups are in possition with the transports. reports state thet the new Aquarius mobile suits are working better than anticipated in holding off there leatherbacks and the ships themselve have remained largly unmolested" the same couldn't be said for the supply convoys. several had come under attack recently it haddent become a serious problem yet and it was only a matter of time before the republic matched the union in number of underwater Mobile suits.
"well boys time to give the union a little nudge. the order is given lets move the line!"

supresive fire suddenly rained down on Oceanic positions as the geminies surged forwards the sagitarieus not far behund and wing after wing of aries streamed over head engaging the albatrosses and comencing bombing runs as the line pressed south past the ashburton and east towards broome... the union was in for a bad day

100 miles west of Carnarvon

"captain this just came in" the officer handed her the transmition
the captain quickly read the trans mition a smile crossing her face "notify the fleet... we're going in!" the bridge crew scrambled as the comunication went out and the engines powered up... it would be a short hop from here to there assigned goal to Carnarvon.
there where 7 other landing groups stationed all along the coast... some would be mearly re-enforcing the lines as the made there push but the first and eighth groups would be establishing new beach heads at broome and carnarvon expanding there hold and giving acess to more port facilities and the odd airstrip.
if the union though the lines moving early was bad news this was going to be a down right unplesent suprise

virus battle site

the alarms on the aries units suddenly went off anouncing the incoming missiles they all moved to dodge most of them making it but several taking hits and a couple being destroyed outright.
"looks like we got some company. lets take them down boys" the aries units moved to engage the albatrosses a full scale dogfight erupting above the viruse gundam

Missiles and bullets screamed through the air. Now and then, an Aries or Albatross took a fatal hit and lost control, entering into a deadly spiral until contact with the ground ended everything. "Hey, Gundam pilot!" yelled the squadron leader through his link. "We'll handle these guys, you take out that supply train!!"


ashburton line

the stalemate on the ashburton had heldlong enough for the terran forces to regroup and re enforce there position they still took losses but the line had held once again and the time had come for another push along all frounts... Units readyed all along the ashburton line from the coast all the way to newman as well as the forces at legrange in preperation for the final push into Broome.

"our forces are ready sir were just waiting for the final orders to move... it apears the Union has fallen for our little bit of subterfuge whay wait when we can move now" the officer stated...the republic had spent hours making it apear they wernt nearly as ready as they seemed and the gamble was about to pay off. the union could have tried to push them back again but that didn't seem to be the case either.
"whats the statuse of operation Crazy 8?"
"the carrier groups are in possition with the transports. reports state thet the new Aquarius mobile suits are working better than anticipated in holding off there leatherbacks and the ships themselve have remained largly unmolested" the same couldn't be said for the supply convoys. several had come under attack recently it haddent become a serious problem yet and it was only a matter of time before the republic matched the union in number of underwater Mobile suits.
"well boys time to give the union a little nudge. the order is given lets move the line!"

supresive fire suddenly rained down on Oceanic positions as the geminies surged forwards the sagitarieus not far behund and wing after wing of aries streamed over head engaging the albatrosses and comencing bombing runs as the line pressed south past the ashburton and east towards broome... the union was in for a bad day


"Sir, they've begun a general offensive. Major pushes here against our line, and they've crossed the river in some areas. Northern command reports a push on Broome coming out of Hedland."

"We respond in kind," began Simms. "Let them create pockets in the line, then surround and bury them. Force them to advance all at once or not at all. We'll count on logistical strain to help."

Albatross wings appeared over the Terran line and began dropping cluster bombs on fortified positions. They nimbly avoided Gemini and Sagittarius fire but were forced to break off as the Aries squadrons returned from their own bombing runs. Dogfights broke out all over the line.


100 miles west of Carnarvon

"captain this just came in" the officer handed her the transmition
the captain quickly read the trans mition a smile crossing her face "notify the fleet... we're going in!" the bridge crew scrambled as the comunication went out and the engines powered up... it would be a short hop from here to there assigned goal to Carnarvon.
there where 7 other landing groups stationed all along the coast... some would be mearly re-enforcing the lines as the made there push but the first and eighth groups would be establishing new beach heads at broome and carnarvon expanding there hold and giving acess to more port facilities and the odd airstrip.
if the union though the lines moving early was bad news this was going to be a down right unplesent suprise

A Union submarine was heading back to port after an uneventful morning patrol, when sudden its sonar began picking up signals to the west. "Captain, take a look at this..."

"The hell... they're too small to be subs," the captain muttered. "Do you think....?"

"Escort mobile suits?" the operator wondered aloud.

"Bring 'er up!" ordered the captain. "We need surface radar immediately!" Air surged into the submarine's tanks. "What do we have, ensign?"

"E-e-enemy landing fleet! Eighty miles off Carnarvon, approaching at full combat speed!"

"At this rate... they'll land in only two hours!" the captain said. "Notify western command immediately, and send word to Hall and the southern fleet!"

Ashburton Line

"Incoming communication... Sir, this is... !!"

Simms grabbed the printout and scanned it. He slammed it on the table. "Damn, this changes everything!" He looked over the table. The Ashburton position had immediately become unfavorable. 'They'll have a sizable force able to press south at their leisure or north to pinch the left flank... the southern fleet has to... there goes Flying V!'

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"Tell Hall that the best course of action now is to abandon the previous plan and engage the Terran landing fleet. Hopefully he will. We, at least, need to prepare Carnarvon for urban combat. Whatever they can get in the next two hours is to be set up. I want full mobilization at Adelaide and Ceduna bases; tell 'em to pack it up and go west."

"All of it?!"

"YES, ALL OF IT!" yelled Simms. "Even if they can't bail us out, we need someone who can pick up where we left off."

"R...right..." Simms wasn't normally this agitated, but was running out of options against the Republic's seemingly endless bucket of resources.

"We need to move south," said Simms dejectedly, starting to pack up the command tent. "Issue orders to begin a general retreat south. The left flank is to join up with the center until we reach the Gascoyne. Burn what we can't bring with us. All we can do now is run quickly while shooting back... damn it!!"

Missiles and bullets screamed through the air. Now and then, an Aries or Albatross took a fatal hit and lost control, entering into a deadly spiral until contact with the ground ended everything. "Hey, Gundam pilot!" yelled the squadron leader through his link. "We'll handle these guys, you take out that supply train!!"

the fight wasn't going well they where out numbered but with the reports coming in of a general offencive all along the lines it was now there job just to keep the Virus gundam ocupied so he couldn't join in the fray. the supply train would have to try and stick it out on there own untill they could get close enough to call for aditional re-enforcements

"Sir, they've begun a general offensive. Major pushes here against our line, and they've crossed the river in some areas. Northern command reports a push on Broome coming out of Hedland."

"We respond in kind," began Simms. "Let them create pockets in the line, then surround and bury them. Force them to advance all at once or not at all. We'll count on logistical strain to help."

Albatross wings appeared over the Terran line and began dropping cluster bombs on fortified positions. They nimbly avoided Gemini and Sagittarius fire but were forced to break off as the Aries squadrons returned from their own bombing runs. Dogfights broke out all over the line.

Skirmishes broke out all along the lines as the gemini's and Taturas engaged each other other unitts breaking through the gaps continuing there push

a gemini engaged in a grusome saber dual with a tatura the Union pilod getting hacked apart before he was ran through the gemini bracing for the resultent explosion.
else where a falling aries slamed into a union defencive position as the albatross cluster bombs tore apart terran positions
a wing of aries tore through an albatross wing with there sabers sending chunks of albatross falling into the lines
a gemini had its legs blasted out from under it firing off several shots into union positions taking out units as it fell it was chaos all along the lines but the republic pushed ever forwards stretching the suply lines out from port hedland and dampier they would be vulnerable intill the push was compleate and new bases estableshed to help ease the supply strain but for now it couldn't be helped

A Union submarine was heading back to port after an uneventful morning patrol, when sudden its sonar began picking up signals to the west. "Captain, take a look at this..."

"The hell... they're too small to be subs," the captain muttered. "Do you think....?"

"Escort mobile suits?" the operator wondered aloud.

"Bring 'er up!" ordered the captain. "We need surface radar immediately!" Air surged into the submarine's tanks. "What do we have, ensign?"

"E-e-enemy landing fleet! Eighty miles off Carnarvon, approaching at full combat speed!"

"At this rate... they'll land in only two hours!" the captain said. "Notify western command immediately, and send word to Hall and the southern fleet!"

"sir enamy sub on scope"
"signal the aquarious commanders... sink it"
a squad of aquarius broke off from the main fleet and quickly surounded the sum slaming there sabers unto the hull and began cutting it apart

Ashburton Line

"Incoming communication... Sir, this is... !!"

Simms grabbed the printout and scanned it. He slammed it on the table. "Damn, this changes everything!" He looked over the table. The Ashburton position had immediately become unfavorable. 'They'll have a sizable force able to press south at their leisure or north to pinch the left flank... the southern fleet has to... there goes Flying V!'

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"Tell Hall that the best course of action now is to abandon the previous plan and engage the Terran landing fleet. Hopefully he will. We, at least, need to prepare Carnarvon for urban combat. Whatever they can get in the next two hours is to be set up. I want full mobilization at Adelaide and Ceduna bases; tell 'em to pack it up and go west."

"All of it?!"

"YES, ALL OF IT!" yelled Simms. "Even if they can't bail us out, we need someone who can pick up where we left off."

"R...right..." Simms wasn't normally this agitated, but was running out of options against the Republic's seemingly endless bucket of resources.

"We need to move south," said Simms dejectedly, starting to pack up the command tent. "Issue orders to begin a general retreat south. The left flank is to join up with the center until we reach the Gascoyne. Burn what we can't bring with us. All we can do now is run quickly while shooting back... damn it!!"

"sir there retreating!"
"well dont just stand there... chase them down!"
"with Pleasure"
the terran lines surged forwards percuing the Union forces without pause or mercy spent units instantly replaced with resuplies units maintaining constant presure as they pushed south leavind a desert littered with scrap metal and half recognizable bits of armour in there path.

the terran forces began the seige of broome laying waist to any resistance as they moved on the city setting up positions outside already begining defencive positions

the push to exmouth was compleat the forces setting up defencive positions and preping for the arival of the Exmouth landing forces and then they would join the push south
running battles continued to rage along the lines as the republic continued its march they had commited most of there asian resorces into this invasion but with re-enforcemets starting to filter in from russia and noth amarica... the republic had yet to exaust its resorses even with the conflicts in europe and africa the Terran republic still had alot of weight to throw around and with the conquering of weastern australia almost assured it would soon be time to move on the rest of the contanent

Near the southren ice caps (and a 1000 feet down)

The ICBM sub fortitude had been running deep and silent keeping a watch over all the happenings in this part of the world. the invasion of the union was going well they would soon own a quarter of weastern australia and from the looks of there deployment figures there weasters forces would soon be spent giving the republic free reign to consolodate there hold before moving east everything was going well
"sir incoming transmition from command"
the captain set down his glass of tea and took the hard copy from the radio officer his eyes going wide as he read it "there not serious. send request for confermation."the captain hit the internal comms "commander Jenkins to the bridge code yellow" the captain waited for the arival of his XO as well as the confermation of the orders in his hand.
things may have just gotten out of hand

Missiles and bullets screamed through the air. Now and then, an Aries or Albatross took a fatal hit and lost control, entering into a deadly spiral until contact with the ground ended everything. "Hey, Gundam pilot!" yelled the squadron leader through his link. "We'll handle these guys, you take out that supply train!!"


"Got it and thanks for the help." Travis had greatly underestimated the situation and thus he truly grateful. Even with the air support it would take some doing to get past the Aries but he knew just what to do. He charged full speed towards the supply train hoping someone would get in his was way. One of the Aries fell right into his trap meant to pull them down, this one got covered in acid. When he got to the train he completely ignored the the it's self and rather started starting spraying acid on the tracks knowing it would cause the train to crash and cause problems for the Republic in the future.

OOC: sorry about the late post

OOC: Take this post as if it's been two day's since Jacob's defeat.

IC: He slowly woke up. He searched his surroundings and saw he was in a confined room on a single bed with a table across from him. He placed his hand to his head and lifted himself up. He was still sitting on the bed as he attempted to distinguish his surroundings. As he searched the room, he heard a conversation between several men outside. He listened carefully and heard what the men said.

"Would you believe that he actually survived that?"
"I wouldn't say I'm totally surprised. His kind always have a way of slipping out of dire situations like that."
"Yeah, but even more incredible are the odds. What are the odds a person as important as him would be out in this place?"
"Not that great I'll admit, but once he's more presentable we can send him to High Command for trial."
"Do you think our guest has awakened yet?"
"Probably by now. Go check and leave him rations if he's awake."
"Alright, I will."

When the conversation ended, the door opened a few seconds later and a Terran base worker was entering the room. He saw the figure of the man searching about the room and asked him, "You didn't forget who you are now did you? Last thing we need is a prisoner with amnesia especially as important as you."
The other man answered, "I do. But where is it I am kept?"
The worker told him, "I'll give you further details if you let me know for certain who you are. State your full title..."
The man answered his questioned, "I am Jacob Thorstein III. Crown Prince of Scandinavia."...

OOC: This is a bit of a bump and IC post. It's also realistic just to make sure our characters don't battle every single day like what's been going on with many.

"Very Well," Mr. Fespute agreed. And left the Parliament building, catching a boat to Rotterdam.

occ: Brazillam how do you want our guys to continue communicating? Do you just want to summon my guy to your parliament building?

OOC: Sorry to leave you hanging there Zoingo. We'll just say that an ambassador left with you and will represent Scandinavia's actions in the Confederation. That Ambassador will keep Scandinavia up to date on what's going on in your nation.

OOC: sorry for being gone I had tasks to take care of, can some one bring me up to speed?


It was late morning the next day already and the entire Suez base was now cleaned up and Holland and Luna were driving into the town of Ballah just south of the base along the canal. They were going there to hire some people to come work for them, word had spread across the region about the taking of Suez causing problems for local terra forces.

"Got it and thanks for the help." Travis had greatly underestimated the situation and thus he truly grateful. Even with the air support it would take some doing to get past the Aries but he knew just what to do. He charged full speed towards the supply train hoping someone would get in his was way. One of the Aries fell right into his trap meant to pull them down, this one got covered in acid. When he got to the train he completely ignored the the it's self and rather started starting spraying acid on the tracks knowing it would cause the train to crash and cause problems for the Republic in the future.

OOC: sorry about the late post

OOC: No problem, I just hope I don't start moving crap ahead too fast.

The squadron leader buzzed overhead having downed the last of the Aries. Ten of the units he'd set out with weren't going back. "All right, we're finished here, let's pour it o... huh?" He was receiving a signal from headquarters. "General retreat, cover the left flank's withdrawal?! The hell for? Hey Gundam, you gettin' this, too?"

OOC: sorry for being gone I had tasks to take care of, can some one bring me up to speed?


It was late morning the next day already and the entire Suez base was now cleaned up and Holland and Luna were driving into the town of Ballah just south of the base along the canal. They were going there to hire some people to come work for them, word had spread across the region about the taking of Suez causing problems for local terra forces.

OOC: No problem, this is what's going on as far as you shoud be concerned. Jacob got pwned by Victor and Jacob is now in a prison facility somewhere in Crete. As a result of the battle, Star believes Jacob is dead and this causes her faith in the Republic to die as well. She tries to kill Victor, but fails when he throws his brother in front to take the blast intended for him. Jaron and Star are now officially traitors of the Republic and now headed for your location. Hope this helps.

OOC: sorry for being gone I had tasks to take care of, can some one bring me up to speed?


It was late morning the next day already and the entire Suez base was now cleaned up and Holland and Luna were driving into the town of Ballah just south of the base along the canal. They were going there to hire some people to come work for them, word had spread across the region about the taking of Suez causing problems for local terra forces.

OOC: LAST TIME, ON DRAGONBA... waitaminute, let me... goddamnit, script is over... here... gah. Okay, so: Battle in Greece got a little crazy, Jacob and Victor were fighting on a carrier, and Star was all like, "Enough is enough! I have had it with you muthaf*ckin' men on that muthaf*ckin' plane!" Except Jacob thought fast and they lived, and Victor called her out as a traitor after downing the prince's suit. She got totally pissed and ended up flying off to a little spit of an island with Jaron, and now they've both gone rebel and are heading towards Suez. Australia is getting the bloody tar beat out of it. Terra's endless stream of boats has gotten behind the western defense line, prompting a hasty retreat. In the north, guys from Hedland are pushing east. Nelson and crew are preparing to sortie while Simms looks for anything he can to salvage this thing.

"sir enamy sub on scope"
"signal the aquarious commanders... sink it"
a squad of aquarius broke off from the main fleet and quickly surounded the sum slaming there sabers unto the hull and began cutting it apart

"sir there retreating!"
"well dont just stand there... chase them down!"
"with Pleasure"
the terran lines surged forwards percuing the Union forces without pause or mercy spent units instantly replaced with resuplies units maintaining constant presure as they pushed south leavind a desert littered with scrap metal and half recognizable bits of armour in there path.

the terran forces began the seige of broome laying waist to any resistance as they moved on the city setting up positions outside already begining defencive positions


At sea

The sub promptly imploded.

Admiral Hall's southern fleet was poised to intercept the Terrans thirty miles west of the coast. They had the edge in battleships, since the Terrans were bringing mostly landers with them, but they had formidable air and naval escorts. The Oceanic engineers had done as much tinkering as they could with the Leatherbacks, and their mobility and firepower were as optimal as they were going to get. It would come down to skill.

"Those damn Aquarius suits caught us off guard..." muttered Hall from the bridge of his flagship. "But we'll show then what's what when it comes to naval combat. And of course..." He eyed a schematic on his computer screen. "... We can always use 'that'..."

OOC: What EVER could he mean? The stats page surely doesn't know ;)

Western Front

The Terrans were bleeding them white. After an hour the left and center had managed to break into the clear, with the Terrans forced to wait for their supply lines. But the cost was high. They would have enough to make a cohesive stand, but if Hall couldn't come through, they were sunk. Reinforcements from south-central bases were a day away at best. Central Command was reluctant to permit any more suits to the west so that something was left to defend the east.

The situation had gone from hopeful to grim in just half a day. Simms was racking his mind. He stared at the map trying to find some way out, but he couldn't see any. "When's X-Two due?" he asked flatly.

"It will arrive on the right in thirty minutes along with two elite Dingos and support crews."

"Tell them to assist on that flank as soon as they're able. What about the Virus?"

"It's still pretty far north on the left... not sure if he's planning to harass the advance or what..."

"Make sure he knows we can't support him too far beyond the Gascoyne." The energy was gone from his voice, and it made the rest of the officers in the tent nervous. His charisma was half of what kept them going. "Make sure Central Command knows what's going out out here, tell them anything that can help, get it out here."

"Sir," saluted an aide. "We've received word from Hall, he says he will be in position to engage in ten minutes. He'll catch them thirty miles out."

Simms perked up. "There we go, that's something, then!" he announced, thumping his fist on the table.



Near the southren ice caps (and a 1000 feet down)

The ICBM sub fortitude had been running deep and silent keeping a watch over all the happenings in this part of the world. the invasion of the union was going well they would soon own a quarter of weastern australia and from the looks of there deployment figures there weasters forces would soon be spent giving the republic free reign to consolodate there hold before moving east everything was going well
"sir incoming transmition from command"
the captain set down his glass of tea and took the hard copy from the radio officer his eyes going wide as he read it "there not serious. send request for confermation."the captain hit the internal comms "commander Jenkins to the bridge code yellow" the captain waited for the arival of his XO as well as the confermation of the orders in his hand.
things may have just gotten out of hand

OOC: Oh snap... if that's what I think it is, I'll be shifting my guys onto the Plan B story arc ^_^

At sea

The sub promptly imploded.

Admiral Hall's southern fleet was poised to intercept the Terrans thirty miles west of the coast. They had the edge in battleships, since the Terrans were bringing mostly landers with them, but they had formidable air and naval escorts. The Oceanic engineers had done as much tinkering as they could with the Leatherbacks, and their mobility and firepower were as optimal as they were going to get. It would come down to skill.

"Those damn Aquarius suits caught us off guard..." muttered Hall from the bridge of his flagship. "But we'll show then what's what when it comes to naval combat. And of course..." He eyed a schematic on his computer screen. "... We can always use 'that'..."

OOC: What EVER could he mean? The stats page surely doesn't know ;)

Western Front

The Terrans were bleeding them white. After an hour the left and center had managed to break into the clear, with the Terrans forced to wait for their supply lines. But the cost was high. They would have enough to make a cohesive stand, but if Hall couldn't come through, they were sunk. Reinforcements from south-central bases were a day away at best. Central Command was reluctant to permit any more suits to the west so that something was left to defend the east.

The situation had gone from hopeful to grim in just half a day. Simms was racking his mind. He stared at the map trying to find some way out, but he couldn't see any. "When's X-Two due?" he asked flatly.

"It will arrive on the right in thirty minutes along with two elite Dingos and support crews."

"Tell them to assist on that flank as soon as they're able. What about the Virus?"

"It's still pretty far north on the left... not sure if he's planning to harass the advance or what..."

"Make sure he knows we can't support him too far beyond the Gascoyne." The energy was gone from his voice, and it made the rest of the officers in the tent nervous. His charisma was half of what kept them going. "Make sure Central Command knows what's going out out here, tell them anything that can help, get it out here."

"Sir," saluted an aide. "We've received word from Hall, he says he will be in position to engage in ten minutes. He'll catch them thirty miles out."

Simms perked up. "There we go, that's something, then!" he announced, thumping his fist on the table.



OOC: Oh snap... if that's what I think it is, I'll be shifting my guys onto the Plan B story arc ^_^

TRS Fortitude

To: Captain Ramsy TRS fortitude
From: Naval command
Re: confermation

TRS Fortitude to commence operations against listed locations in the Union at your discretion.

Nuclear authorization pending ((ooc: i'll wait for everyones opinion before pushing the Big Red button))

Chemical autherization key: 146A-1BD8-88C5

"Commander do you conferm orders are authentic?"
the XO scanned the orders "i conferm authenticity"
"ready tubes 1 - 24 enter fireing solutions notify me when pereperations are compleat" the captain sank into his chair Pard of him prayed that the nuclear autherization never came

at sea

the eighth lander group fired the first shots at the aproching Union fleat. several Aquarius units surged forwards suficaint escorts remaining with the fleat to deal with the leatherbacks as the same chaos on land erupted at sea the srefice being churned into a froth by the wakes of the ships the shells that mised and the odd eruption as either a letherback or aquarius exploaded under the water.

several of the smaller escorts formed up around the landers as aries took to the air swooping down on the Union fleat dodging the AA fire directed at them giving the fleat one more thing to worry about as the larger escorts surged forwards to engage the bulk of the Union fleat to either distract them long enough for the Landers to get through or punch a hole in there lines.

Exmouth

the landing group hit the shore the massed units pooring from the landers supressing the last of what fighting there was in the city making room for the rest of the waiting units and preped to form up for the march south

Broome

Broome was quickly overwhelmed by the massed forces invading from land and sea as the republic took one more port from the Union and began preperation to solidify there hold on the eastern part of weastern australia

frount lines

The lines began moving again as the landing groups made there beachheads along the coast suplys filtering down the lines. the republic had just gotten a fresh injection oftroops and supplys... it would only be a matter of time now before the west was won

((ooc: i think thats everything i'll get to the rest later gotta run to work))

(OOC: Work post! Operation Last Ditch Attempt to Save Myself :-D)

TRS Fortitude

"Commander do you conferm orders are authentic?"
the XO scanned the orders "i conferm authenticity"
"ready tubes 1 - 24 enter fireing solutions notify me when pereperations are compleat" the captain sank into his chair Pard of him prayed that the nuclear autherization never came

at sea

the eighth lander group fired the first shots at the aproching Union fleat. several Aquarius units surged forwards suficaint escorts remaining with the fleat to deal with the leatherbacks as the same chaos on land erupted at sea the srefice being churned into a froth by the wakes of the ships the shells that mised and the odd eruption as either a letherback or aquarius exploaded under the water.

several of the smaller escorts formed up around the landers as aries took to the air swooping down on the Union fleat dodging the AA fire directed at them giving the fleat one more thing to worry about as the larger escorts surged forwards to engage the bulk of the Union fleat to either distract them long enough for the Landers to get through or punch a hole in there lines.

Exmouth

the landing group hit the shore the massed units pooring from the landers supressing the last of what fighting there was in the city making room for the rest of the waiting units and preped to form up for the march south

Broome

Broome was quickly overwhelmed by the massed forces invading from land and sea as the republic took one more port from the Union and began preperation to solidify there hold on the eastern part of weastern australia

frount lines

The lines began moving again as the landing groups made there beachheads along the coast suplys filtering down the lines. the republic had just gotten a fresh injection oftroops and supplys... it would only be a matter of time now before the west was won

((ooc: i think thats everything i'll get to the rest later gotta run to work))

At Sea

"They're diverting escorts to attack positions!" Albatross and Leatherback had launched. There was a chaotic storm of fire filling the air and the seas below. Machineguns tore through suits and cockpits, sending parts onto ship decks. Long range fire from Union cruisers bit into the hulls of escort ships. "They've formed up convoys and are proceeding forward."

Hall kept an eye on his monitors. "The point of no return is fifteen miles from the coast!" he announced. "Fire, FIRE! Don't let 'em though!"

The Terran vessels rocked violently as Aquarius and Leatherback exploded underwater. Now and then, torpedos tore a hull apart, sending a ship into the depths. When it was a lander, pilots struggled against the sinking mass, unable to do anything as their mobile suits went down helplessly with the ships.

"We're not making nearly enough progress!" Hall said. "Get our ships in closer and fire a full barrage!"

"It's taking too long; they have stronger air support!" Both sides were taking heavy losses with little gain for the Union. An Albatross exploded near the bridge, temporarily bathing Hall and the rest of his men in a bright light. Time was short. The first Terran escort vessels passed the fifteen mile mark. "The last line has been breached!"

"These guys are crazy!" yelled Hull. "Dang... DEPLOY IT NOW!"

Far behind the main action, a rather unwieldy support vessel opened its bay doors. Engineers hurriedly ran final checks and began detaching various tubes and wires from the four-legged monstrosity. They weren't quite sure how to describe the Core Osprey... it was, as the Terrans used to say, an army of one. The final connections between the operating Dingo's systems were set up. "Pilot, you are clear for launch! Acquire system feedback!"

The cockpit glowed and its computers hummed vibrantly. The pilot gulped down a pair of pills and settled in. "All systems nominal," he reported with a dull tone. "Releasing final safety locks. Hanson, Core Osprey with zero seven, taking off." The hulk rose out of the carrier and began its approach. "Reactor activated. Remaining safe combat time is fifteen minutes."

From above, Aries pilots saw the approaching machine. So did the Terran fleet. "It's not in any of our records, and it's too big to be a mobile suit!"

"Hanson, Maw Cannon! Tear that fleet apart!" ordered Hall.

"Roger," replied Hanson, beginning the particle charge. A glowing orb appeared at the unit's front. For a moment, time stopped. And then, the roar of the most formidable beam weapon in the Union arsenal. 'How many can I get with this first shot... I wonder...'

Ten miles east of the Western Front, Right Flank

"You nervous?" asked Adam. "Never had a drop before. I hope the old gal holds!"

"Harris FIRED me at Hedland, remember?" Nelson replied. "This is nothing."

"Heh, except you could fly that time if something went wrong." Adam had him there. Rangipapa had been equipped with a new Combat Pack for this battle in order to maximize the firepower they could pound into the Terran line, which was advancing inexorably. Civilians were growing uneasy at the sudden turn of events and a more vocal pro-Terran minority was emerging. There were rumors of Union soldiers defecting on some parts of the line.

"Don't worry boys," said Laku, throwing her arms around them. "I'll catch you."

"We'll hold you to that, oh angel of the battlefield," said Adam.

The other man in the transport was hacking away at his laptop, ignoring the pilots. 'This can work...' he was thinking. 'Broome proved that.' As a dry run of his attack method, Thomas had issued orders directly to Terran mobile suits at Broome which gave them clear paths of attack. As a result, the city fell with little fighting... and therefore, minimal losses on both sides. He regretting sacrificing the city, but he had to carry out his test in such a way that the Terrans wouldn't detect anything was amiss. If anything, they were toasting their own genius right now.

Harris popped out of the cabin. "Okay, you three, prepare to sortie. We're dropping you two miles southeast of the right flank. Support crews are on their way. Your only orders are to lift the siege on the right. We don't care how you do it."

"Leave it to us," said Adam. "We're getting them back for Alice, right?"

"Definitely," said Nelson, grabbing his helmet. 'Tong... just you wait. Before you know it, I'll be better than you!'

"What about him?" asked Laku, motioning towards Thomas.

"Technical division," replied Harris. "We're taking him straight to western command. He's got a plan to make the Terran war effort a bit more explosive... but not in a good way."

The plane's rear hatch opened and Laku was the first out. She immediately nudged her throttle to match the plane's velocity. She wasn't joking about being their backup. Adam's unit was next. Green light. The locks were gone and he was sliding into the blue. "Magnum Dingo, launch!"

Nelson gripped his controls. 'I'll do without the system to start... only if I need it...' He checked his equipment. The Rangipapa was armed with the Blast Pack, which added missile pods to his legs, a short-barrel gatling to his left shoulder, and an energy charger for his beam rifle on the right side... a thick tube ran from the pack into his gun. Green light. "Rangipapa, Blast Pack, GO!"

TRS Fortitude

(OOC: I'm fine with this. The sub is far enough out that I can intercept most of them, but the message is probably stronger than the act itself... I have some twistage planned if everything plays out right. As I wrote about, the popular tide is turning...)

OOC: yes it does help

Holland and Luna drove into town to meet with the leader of the community. They got out of the truck and walked in to see the man, they sat down in front of him and waited for him to speak first. The old man looked at them "So my people tell me you are from the Twilight Phoenix group who recently took Suez from the Republic, are you here to take our land as well?" the old man asked. Holland looked at the old man "No, we are here to offer work to your people, we are looking for men and women of 16 years of age or older to do contruction work for us, they will be paid seven dollars a hour" he told the man.


The old man thought for a second "vary well, I will tell the people of this town" he responded to what Holland told him "Thank you, we will come back at eight thirty tomorrow morning to pick the workers up, until then this is the end of our meeting" Holland and Luna then stood up and left the small building. The two then went to shop for some food and tour the town, they passed a food stand and picked up some food "nothing beats fresh local eats eh Holland?" Luna said to him "you got that right" Holland responded biting into his food.

After they ate they began to leave, as they got in the truck many people began to swarm around the home of the towns leader as the old man told them the news of work. They then pulled away to head back to the base "So peaceful now, they actually have hope now" Luna said as the two drove through the desert sands. Holland was keeping his eyes on the sand to make sure they didn't go over a large dune or something but he managed to talk "yeah it seems that way for alot of towns around here" he told her as they continued on back to Suez.

the supply base apeared on her scanners still an angry red glare on her screens her every instinct screemed to draw a weapon to do... something... it half felt like flying into a trap and that she didn't like at all. she angled slightly away from the base so as not to apear to threatning.

she prayed to god they woudn't blast her out of the sky she had expended most of her power reserves and wouldn't have enough to run very far if it came to that. it was definatly a gamble but there was nothing left for her with the republic

she landed several kelometers west of the base setting Jaron down more or less gently given the conditions and drew her beam sword leaving the energy blade off and held it in a defencive stance. and waited there was no way they didn't see them aproach and land even if it was clearly not an attack...

(OOC: Work post! Operation Last Ditch Attempt to Save Myself :-D)



At Sea

"They're diverting escorts to attack positions!" Albatross and Leatherback had launched. There was a chaotic storm of fire filling the air and the seas below. Machineguns tore through suits and cockpits, sending parts onto ship decks. Long range fire from Union cruisers bit into the hulls of escort ships. "They've formed up convoys and are proceeding forward."

Hall kept an eye on his monitors. "The point of no return is fifteen miles from the coast!" he announced. "Fire, FIRE! Don't let 'em though!"

The Terran vessels rocked violently as Aquarius and Leatherback exploded underwater. Now and then, torpedos tore a hull apart, sending a ship into the depths. When it was a lander, pilots struggled against the sinking mass, unable to do anything as their mobile suits went down helplessly with the ships.

"We're not making nearly enough progress!" Hall said. "Get our ships in closer and fire a full barrage!"

"It's taking too long; they have stronger air support!" Both sides were taking heavy losses with little gain for the Union. An Albatross exploded near the bridge, temporarily bathing Hall and the rest of his men in a bright light. Time was short. The first Terran escort vessels passed the fifteen mile mark. "The last line has been breached!"

"These guys are crazy!" yelled Hull. "Dang... DEPLOY IT NOW!"

Far behind the main action, a rather unwieldy support vessel opened its bay doors. Engineers hurriedly ran final checks and began detaching various tubes and wires from the four-legged monstrosity. They weren't quite sure how to describe the Core Osprey... it was, as the Terrans used to say, an army of one. The final connections between the operating Dingo's systems were set up. "Pilot, you are clear for launch! Acquire system feedback!"

The cockpit glowed and its computers hummed vibrantly. The pilot gulped down a pair of pills and settled in. "All systems nominal," he reported with a dull tone. "Releasing final safety locks. Hanson, Core Osprey with zero seven, taking off." The hulk rose out of the carrier and began its approach. "Reactor activated. Remaining safe combat time is fifteen minutes."

From above, Aries pilots saw the approaching machine. So did the Terran fleet. "It's not in any of our records, and it's too big to be a mobile suit!"

"Hanson, Maw Cannon! Tear that fleet apart!" ordered Hall.

"Roger," replied Hanson, beginning the particle charge. A glowing orb appeared at the unit's front. For a moment, time stopped. And then, the roar of the most formidable beam weapon in the Union arsenal. 'How many can I get with this first shot... I wonder...'

((ooc: good god man :O :D nice move ole chap... now what the hell do i do lol))

The beam arced through the fleat catching them off guard as several landers and escords sudenly vanished from the scopes as the vessals were ininerated in the blast
"break formation!! BREAK FORMATION!!" Rebublic shis scrammbled to get lear of one another attempting to reduce the number of ships that could be aught in a single blast from that cannon.
the union truly was mad chem weapons and now this monstrosity thay had gone to far
"aries units bomg that thing.ll all units focus on that...thing i want it blowne to peices!"
the aries where quick to respond loosing what air-surface munitions remaind at it before begining constant straifing runns the ships spared what fire the could at it.. they had to get the landers to shore before they were wiped out.. they where fast aproching unaceptable losses and with that monstrsity guarding the shores it wasn't looking good hopefully the aries could do the job and stil maintain air-superiority


Ten miles east of the Western Front, Right Flank

"You nervous?" asked Adam. "Never had a drop before. I hope the old gal holds!"

"Harris FIRED me at Hedland, remember?" Nelson replied. "This is nothing."

"Heh, except you could fly that time if something went wrong." Adam had him there. Rangipapa had been equipped with a new Combat Pack for this battle in order to maximize the firepower they could pound into the Terran line, which was advancing inexorably. Civilians were growing uneasy at the sudden turn of events and a more vocal pro-Terran minority was emerging. There were rumors of Union soldiers defecting on some parts of the line.

"Don't worry boys," said Laku, throwing her arms around them. "I'll catch you."

"We'll hold you to that, oh angel of the battlefield," said Adam.

The other man in the transport was hacking away at his laptop, ignoring the pilots. 'This can work...' he was thinking. 'Broome proved that.' As a dry run of his attack method, Thomas had issued orders directly to Terran mobile suits at Broome which gave them clear paths of attack. As a result, the city fell with little fighting... and therefore, minimal losses on both sides. He regretting sacrificing the city, but he had to carry out his test in such a way that the Terrans wouldn't detect anything was amiss. If anything, they were toasting their own genius right now.

Harris popped out of the cabin. "Okay, you three, prepare to sortie. We're dropping you two miles southeast of the right flank. Support crews are on their way. Your only orders are to lift the siege on the right. We don't care how you do it."

"Leave it to us," said Adam. "We're getting them back for Alice, right?"

"Definitely," said Nelson, grabbing his helmet. 'Tong... just you wait. Before you know it, I'll be better than you!'

"What about him?" asked Laku, motioning towards Thomas.

"Technical division," replied Harris. "We're taking him straight to western command. He's got a plan to make the Terran war effort a bit more explosive... but not in a good way."

The plane's rear hatch opened and Laku was the first out. She immediately nudged her throttle to match the plane's velocity. She wasn't joking about being their backup. Adam's unit was next. Green light. The locks were gone and he was sliding into the blue. "Magnum Dingo, launch!"

Nelson gripped his controls. 'I'll do without the system to start... only if I need it...' He checked his equipment. The Rangipapa was armed with the Blast Pack, which added missile pods to his legs, a short-barrel gatling to his left shoulder, and an energy charger for his beam rifle on the right side... a thick tube ran from the pack into his gun. Green light. "Rangipapa, Blast Pack, GO!"

"new contacts!"
"Where?"
"right on to of u--" the channel suddenly cut off as the 3 units plunges into the hear of one of the terran advances 3 its whre down in an instant with several quickly following before the republic could orgonize a responce draging them into the frey insted of addeing to the general annialation of one side or the other as the republic pressed its advance..
they would slow slightly with haveing to deal with these elits but it wouldn't matter in the end the republic would still push through

TRS Fortitude

"launch tubes 1 - 24 preped and readied firing solutions ploted for standard odanence" the XO reported
there was a signicicant pause before th captain spoke "fire"

the 24 cruise missils erupted from the sea startling several penguins as they began ther long arc towards australia... the bulk where aimed at stratigic loations in and around perth in an attempt to do as much dammage as possable the rest were headed to other locations such as military basses naval ports and the like... but it was the ones headed for the reffugee camps that had made the captain hesitate to carry out his orders... at least these ones wern't nuclear


(OOC: I'm fine with this. The sub is far enough out that I can intercept most of them, but the message is probably stronger than the act itself... I have some twistage planned if everything plays out right. As I wrote about, the popular tide is turning...)

((ooc: i'm still gonna wit fror the rest of the guys to weigh in before starting a nuclear war. stardard cruse missils will suffice for now))

((ooc: i'm still gonna wit fror the rest of the guys to weigh in before starting a nuclear war. stardard cruse missils will suffice for now))

(OOC: No prob. I guess the thing with deciding to go all out with nukes kind of ends the war for Terra instantly... Brendan birds me and Scandinavia and just wipes the slate, and the state, clean. Since it controls pretty much every known nuclear power, it has first strike capability. So, any other military action is just a formality; a bit of class, if you will.

Full response after work.)

Holland and Luna pulled into the base parting lot just as star and Jaron landed. The base came alive, two suits, and olny two suits "they must be recon" one pilot scouted running to his suit. Holland stoped the pilot "we dont need to scrable every one I will go alone, power up the positron cannon just in case theres more" Holland said getting into his suit.

Holland left the base towards the two suits it wasn't that far so he stayed in mobile suit mobe but had his gun at the ready. He quickly came apon the two but they didn't fire at him, so he didn't either. His suit stood there and Holland wondered what the hell was going on.

The beam arced through the fleat catching them off guard as several landers and escords sudenly vanished from the scopes as the vessals were ininerated in the blast
"break formation!! BREAK FORMATION!!" Rebublic shis scrammbled to get lear of one another attempting to reduce the number of ships that could be aught in a single blast from that cannon.
the union truly was mad chem weapons and now this monstrosity thay had gone to far
"aries units bomg that thing.ll all units focus on that...thing i want it blowne to peices!"
the aries where quick to respond loosing what air-surface munitions remaind at it before begining constant straifing runns the ships spared what fire the could at it.. they had to get the landers to shore before they were wiped out.. they where fast aproching unaceptable losses and with that monstrsity guarding the shores it wasn't looking good hopefully the aries could do the job and stil maintain air-superiority


Hanson's radar lit up as missiles approached from all angles. He scoffed and accelerated straight up. The missiles bottomed out and tailed him, soaring into the blue sky. "Annoying..." Hanson stopped and immediately nudged himself forward, leading the missiles to turn yet again. His CIWS were on top of it and began cutting them down... a few managed to get through and make contact. Bits of armor were blown off. But the behemoth shrugged it off.

"Wha.... what is this guy?!"

"He's not human!"

"Annoying...!!" Hanson's micromissile tubes opened up and launched their payload, sending a counterbarrage at the Aries. They were forced to evade and try to shoot them down with their guns. A few ships below started to explode from underneath. By spreading out, they were easier to pick off by Leatherback and cruiser alike. "Remaining safe time... nine minutes..."

"Hanson, ignore the small fries, go for the landers!" ordered Hall. 'We're so close!!'

"Roger." Hanson sped off towards the ships. They'd broken up so his main cannon would be a waste of power. "Claws in, acquire targets." The low-energy beams were ready for action. They'd be enough to punch holes in hulls and hopefully ignite something important. He banked to avoid the main guns and began to rain beams on the ships below.

'That's it... finish them all here!' thought Hall gleefully. 'Terrans were so worried about a little chemical attack that they weren't considering our true conventional strength!!'


"new contacts!"
"Where?"
"right on to of u--" the channel suddenly cut off as the 3 units plunges into the hear of one of the terran advances 3 its whre down in an instant with several quickly following before the republic could orgonize a responce draging them into the frey insted of addeing to the general annialation of one side or the other as the republic pressed its advance..
they would slow slightly with haveing to deal with these elits but it wouldn't matter in the end the republic would still push through


"Oh threes, hang on there!" yelled Nelson, running headlong onto the battlefield. "We'll buy you some time to get organized, then push left on my signal, got it?"

"Just like that?!" yelled Adam. He smiled. "I'm in." His hovered off to the side and fired his shoulder artillery cannons.

"Laku, strafe the line and make a hole!" said Nelson. "I want to try something..." Stowing the beam rifle for now, he drew his sabers. 'I'm going to practice your moves...' he thought, mentally drawing his attack path. 'I'll weave in there, and cut them all down... let's see it, Rangipapa, your dance of death!!'


"launch tubes 1 - 24 preped and readied firing solutions ploted for standard odanence" the XO reported
there was a signicicant pause before th captain spoke "fire"

the 24 cruise missils erupted from the sea startling several penguins as they began ther long arc towards australia... the bulk where aimed at stratigic loations in and around perth in an attempt to do as much dammage as possable the rest were headed to other locations such as military basses naval ports and the like... but it was the ones headed for the reffugee camps that had made the captain hesitate to carry out his orders... at least these ones wern't nuclear


Adelaide Naval Base

"Sir, I have twenty four signals that just appeared on radar, approaching from the south and fanning out!"

"What the... is it the enemy?"

"Judging from the speed and the signatures, I'd say they were Mark 30 cruise missiles!"

"Where are they headed?!" yelled the base commander. He was struck with a sudden panic. If those things were nukes...

"Several appear to be heading for the Perth area, some are heading straight here... some... oh god..."

"What?" The projected paths appeared on the screen. Two looked liked they would crash harmlessly into the western deserts. Well... that was before the arrival of hundreds of thousands of refugees. The commander's jaw dropped. "Give full priority to intercepting missiles aimed at civilian and refugee areas! Bases are to be abandoned!!"

Coastal SAM sites erupted as a flurry of missiles left the Australian coast bound for parts unknown. Their only option was to sacrifice their own facilities in order to protect the people.

"Point of origin?!" yelled the commander. The operator replied with the estimated coordinates. "Dispatch subs, we're hunting that bastard down! In the meantime, we're packing up, and we have ninety minutes to do it! Notify central command and the targeted areas!!"

Holland and Luna pulled into the base parting lot just as star and Jaron landed. The base came alive, two suits, and olny two suits "they must be recon" one pilot scouted running to his suit. Holland stoped the pilot "we dont need to scrable every one I will go alone, power up the positron cannon just in case theres more" Holland said getting into his suit.

Holland left the base towards the two suits it wasn't that far so he stayed in mobile suit mobe but had his gun at the ready. He quickly came apon the two but they didn't fire at him, so he didn't either. His suit stood there and Holland wondered what the hell was going on.

Jaron saw the base scrambling as he and Star landed. In the distance he could only see the one suit preparing for combat. He would have asked Star what to do first, but instead ended up acting on instinct. He turned on his communications system and said, "Attention Twilight Phoenix. We are not here to engage in combat. Please do not fire." Hopefully the gundam outside would be able to hear Jaron's voice and they would spare both him and Star if they were lucky.

Holland heard the voice and remembered who it was "Jaron if your not here to fight then what are you doing here?" Holland said over the communications line. The base was ready incase others came, but Holland didn't think there would be.

Holland heard the voice and remembered who it was "Jaron if your not here to fight then what are you doing here?" Holland said over the communications line. The base was ready incase others came, but Holland didn't think there would be.

"we are here to request asylum" was stars short coment... the agressive stance of the base was still grating on her nerves

"We're on the run from the Republic. Star and I have officially left." Jaron told Holland. Thankfully the voice at the other end was one that Jaron knew and it was possible for him and Star to communicate with the Egyptian rebels.

Holland sat there surprised "Base this is Holland, stand down I repeat stand down" he shouted over the radio. The base then quickly went from combat readiness back to contruction work. Holland then turned back to the two suits "Vary well, asylum is granted follow me in" Holland then turned around and began walking back to base.

Holland sat there surprised "Base this is Holland, stand down I repeat stand down" he shouted over the radio. The base then quickly went from combat readiness back to contruction work. Holland then turned back to the two suits "Vary well, asylum is granted follow me in" Holland then turned around and began walking back to base.

star kept her beam sword at the ready though powered down as she followed into the base she though the voice was the officer she had fought earlyer but wasn't positive.

the base looked diffrent from when she was last here. the buldings were still half destroyed but the rubble had been cleared and some new defencive weapons installed. they where certanly an industrious bunch she had to give them that... but it still felt like a trap. but that might be because she had recently fought and lost here.

she may have left the republic but she was still a soldier

Hanson's radar lit up as missiles approached from all angles. He scoffed and accelerated straight up. The missiles bottomed out and tailed him, soaring into the blue sky. "Annoying..." Hanson stopped and immediately nudged himself forward, leading the missiles to turn yet again. His CIWS were on top of it and began cutting them down... a few managed to get through and make contact. Bits of armor were blown off. But the behemoth shrugged it off.

"Wha.... what is this guy?!"

"He's not human!"

"Annoying...!!" Hanson's micromissile tubes opened up and launched their payload, sending a counterbarrage at the Aries. They were forced to evade and try to shoot them down with their guns. A few ships below started to explode from underneath. By spreading out, they were easier to pick off by Leatherback and cruiser alike. "Remaining safe time... nine minutes..."

"Hanson, ignore the small fries, go for the landers!" ordered Hall. 'We're so close!!'

"Roger." Hanson sped off towards the ships. They'd broken up so his main cannon would be a waste of power. "Claws in, acquire targets." The low-energy beams were ready for action. They'd be enough to punch holes in hulls and hopefully ignite something important. He banked to avoid the main guns and began to rain beams on the ships below.

'That's it... finish them all here!' thought Hall gleefully. 'Terrans were so worried about a little chemical attack that they weren't considering our true conventional strength!!'

"damm it!" the group commander cursed andslameed her fins onto the console as another ship went under. the behemoth was cutting them apart something had to be done about it and fast if they were going to make any headway here they where so close to be stoped "retarget all betterys forget the fleat that thing must be taken down or this landing is doomed"

all the gun's in the excort groop redirected there fire to the Union monstrosity fireing everything the had the aries continuing there assult on the beast and even afew mobile suits on the landers who could ake aime fired shots at it. they would get pounded but the union fleat in the mean time but anything to take that thing out.

the republic haddent counted on a weapon of that magnatude and had no evective measures handy other thn its brute strength hopefull it would be enough

"Oh threes, hang on there!" yelled Nelson, running headlong onto the battlefield. "We'll buy you some time to get organized, then push left on my signal, got it?"

"Just like that?!" yelled Adam. He smiled. "I'm in." His hovered off to the side and fired his shoulder artillery cannons.

"Laku, strafe the line and make a hole!" said Nelson. "I want to try something..." Stowing the beam rifle for now, he drew his sabers. 'I'm going to practice your moves...' he thought, mentally drawing his attack path. 'I'll weave in there, and cut them all down... let's see it, Rangipapa, your dance of death!!'

((ooc: PLAGERISEM!! LOL its all good))

the section of the line falterd as Nelson began cutting through them the push still continued as re-enforcements from the other langing groups filterd in replacing lost commrads but they pressed ever onwards.
one man even a beta would be had pressed against the shear numbers involved even with the assistance of his countrymen.

Lakus strafing run opened the expected hole wich nelson quickly filled and closed up behind him surounding him

several Sagitarius's engaged Adam in a marksmanship contest in an atempt to take him out whil laku was intersepted buy a half dozin aries. the profiles of there suits had been put on record as union elits and where givin priority by the terran commanders for destructionas the carnage ontinued to spread across the outback

Adelaide Naval Base

"Sir, I have twenty four signals that just appeared on radar, approaching from the south and fanning out!"

"What the... is it the enemy?"

"Judging from the speed and the signatures, I'd say they were Mark 30 cruise missiles!"

"Where are they headed?!" yelled the base commander. He was struck with a sudden panic. If those things were nukes...

"Several appear to be heading for the Perth area, some are heading straight here... some... oh god..."

"What?" The projected paths appeared on the screen. Two looked liked they would crash harmlessly into the western deserts. Well... that was before the arrival of hundreds of thousands of refugees. The commander's jaw dropped. "Give full priority to intercepting missiles aimed at civilian and refugee areas! Bases are to be abandoned!!"

Coastal SAM sites erupted as a flurry of missiles left the Australian coast bound for parts unknown. Their only option was to sacrifice their own facilities in order to protect the people.

"Point of origin?!" yelled the commander. The operator replied with the estimated coordinates. "Dispatch subs, we're hunting that bastard down! In the meantime, we're packing up, and we have ninety minutes to do it! Notify central command and the targeted areas!!"

Antartica

after the missils had cleared the tubes the captain issued orders to dive as deap as they could and to change course only a fool sat still after giving away there position... now it was just a matter of avoiding getting caught untill the next orders came... if they came...the sub still had several missils left

"damm it!" the group commander cursed andslameed her fins onto the console as another ship went under. the behemoth was cutting them apart something had to be done about it and fast if they were going to make any headway here they where so close to be stoped "retarget all betterys forget the fleat that thing must be taken down or this landing is doomed"

all the gun's in the excort groop redirected there fire to the Union monstrosity fireing everything the had the aries continuing there assult on the beast and even afew mobile suits on the landers who could ake aime fired shots at it. they would get pounded but the union fleat in the mean time but anything to take that thing out.

the republic haddent counted on a weapon of that magnatude and had no evective measures handy other thn its brute strength hopefull it would be enough

A hail of gunfire approached. Hanson again accelerated straight up as the surest way to avoid the fire from the ships, but the Aries were pressing. Seven minutes... Explosions rocked his undercarriage; no way he could've avoided everything they poured on him. Warning lights lit up - the energy feed to the number three gun had been severed, and that arm's claw had been damaged, as well. Six minutes... CIWS guns ripped through Aries which got too close, but he was doing too much running to avoid heavy fire from the ships below.

Hall's fleet had taken the opportunity to cut in front of the approaching Terrans. They had been forced to slow down by the sudden attack, and now he had crossed the T. Less than half a mile seperated his line of battle from the approaching fleet... nearly point blank range for the big guns on his cruisers. "Fire at will!!" he cried, as the Union ships poured shells mercilessly into the Terran landers and escorts. Surviving Albatross units attacked Terran guns, reducing their ability to fire back.


((ooc: PLAGERISEM!! LOL its all good))

the section of the line falterd as Nelson began cutting through them the push still continued as re-enforcements from the other langing groups filterd in replacing lost commrads but they pressed ever onwards.
one man even a beta would be had pressed against the shear numbers involved even with the assistance of his countrymen.

Lakus strafing run opened the expected hole wich nelson quickly filled and closed up behind him surounding him

several Sagitarius's engaged Adam in a marksmanship contest in an atempt to take him out whil laku was intersepted buy a half dozin aries. the profiles of there suits had been put on record as union elits and where givin priority by the terran commanders for destructionas the carnage ontinued to spread across the outback


(OOC: Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery :-P And laziness :-D)

"Geez, how many of them are there?!" yelled Laku, who was doing far more dodging than actual fighting. "Shoot, he's right behind me!"

Adam was busy pouring bullets into a column of Sagittarius suits; at least he would be if he could get a clear shot. He too was taking damage from the massed fire and was only able to get attacks off in spurts. "Love to help, but I'm busy!" he yelled. "You're fast, think of something clever! Do a barrel roll!"

Laku deployed chaff to intercept a pair of missiles and then flew into a cloudbank. She took out one Aries upon exiting and circled around to the line, which had closed on Nelson. He was holding his own but needed breathing space. Laku sent down another hail of bullets which disabled two Geminis, but her cockpit shook as one Aries dealt massive damage to her machine's left leg with precision fire.

"Seems like they were expecting us!" yelled Nelson, spinning his sabers through two Gemini heads. The pilots fell back in surprise but continued to spray fire in his general direction while they hastily configured their backup cameras. "Where are they coming from?!"

"I think they're pulling people over!" Laku replied. "I think they're coming from other parts of the line!"

"So they're thinner somewhere?"

"Maybe!"

"Damn it... in that case..!!" Nelson keyed the 'beta' command and shrugged off the pang from the initial connection and nudged his thrusters. The Gundam leapt into the air and stowed its sabers. "Let's play a different game, then! DODGE THIS!" he shouted, taking aim with the rifle. If he could just thin them out a little more...


Antartica

after the missils had cleared the tubes the captain issued orders to dive as deap as they could and to change course only a fool sat still after giving away there position... now it was just a matter of avoiding getting caught untill the next orders came... if they came...the sub still had several missils left

Three long-range subs had departed from Tasmania and were now on the hunt. "He's down here somewhere..." the captain muttered from the command vessel. "He'll have moved from his last position, but I bet he's still around waiting for another chance to attack... sonar up, we'll sniff him out!"

occ: I was on vacation, im back now.

Amstradam, European Confederation

"Mr. President, the Prime Minister is back from the meeting in Scandinavia," the intercome announced.

"Good, send him in," he replied.

Moments later.....Mr. Fespute walked in.

"Ahhhh Prime Minister! How was the meeting?" He asked.

" It went real well sir! Our alliance treaty worked out, we are now allies!" He announced excitedly.

"Excelent, we are now authorized to help them with the remaning Terran forces in Athens. And the troops in Italy are in the middle of a skirmish that will hopefully turn in our favor and win Marseille for us. But I have a new assignment for you, It requires going back to Scandinavia." He replied.

He handed the Prime Minister a folder. The Minister did a quick scan, his eyes opened wide.

"Its a very dangerous task, you may not get back alive. But if you suceed, it could change the tide of the war. Now off you go!" he ordered.

"Yes sir!" Mr. Fespute replied.

Stockholm, Stockholm House of Representatives

Mr. Fespute walked to one of the secretaries and said, "Im Mr. Fespute, Prime Minister of the European Confederation, Im hear to see Prime Minister Rolf Gregors."

Holland stoped his suit and powered down in the area the base's mobile suits had been parked. He got out of his suit and got down to the ground where Luna and a few others were waiting for him. They all wondered what was going on "They requested asylum, and I granted it, make them feel welcome, a couple more pilots to join our group wont hurt a thing" Holland told them.

OOC: No problem Zoingo. I'm just going to say that this takes place the day after the treaty signing at the conference.

IC:

Stockholm House of Representatives

The Secretary answered the Prime Minister, "I shall call him and see if he is available." She picked up the phone and called Rolf Gregors.

Office of the Prime Minister

The Scandinavian Prime Minister was taking note of the current status in Greece. Apparently the forces were square even and the Republic was not going down without a final defense. What was disconcerting was the fact Jacob was still MIA, or that was at least what Colonel Ansgar was willing to admit. He prayed for better news talking to the Colonel, but he was only given one report: "We still cannot find the Crown Prince, Prime Minister. Our satellites do not pick up his signature anywhere over Greece."
Prime Minister Gregors rubbed his hands over his face in frustration saying, "The Crown Prince truly put himself in a harsh predicement. We cannot let the King or the common people know his MIA status."
Colonel Ansgar answered, "I understand Prime Minister. However if he cannot be found before our operations in Greece are over, we will have a hard time explaining this to the King."
Rolf heard another beep on his desk saying, "Mr. Gregors, Prime Minister Fespute is here to speak to you."
The Prime Minister answered, "Very well, I shall be there in a moment." He went back to his conversation with Colonel Ansgar saying, "We must continue this another time Colonel, I have other matters to attend to."
The Colonel answered, "Understood. I shall continue the search for the Crown Prince." and the communication line turned off.

House Waiting Room

Rolf Gregors went down to meet with Mr. Fespute and greeted, "Hello again Mr. Fespute. How may I help you?"

Holland stoped his suit and powered down in the area the base's mobile suits had been parked. He got out of his suit and got down to the ground where Luna and a few others were waiting for him. They all wondered what was going on "They requested asylum, and I granted it, make them feel welcome, a couple more pilots to join our group wont hurt a thing" Holland told them.

Jaron's Gemini and Star's Darkstar were loaded into the Mobile Suit Hangar. As Jaron and Star walked through the place, they saw many Twilight Phoenix members watching them. Some of the members watched them in interest, others in suspiscion of their actions. Jaron and Star eventually met up with Holland and his group to talk to them. When Holland turned to face him and Star, Jaron greeted, "Hello Mr. Traynak. I hope our arrival here did not trouble you and neither will our presence here."

Holland turned to the two "Hello Jaron, and its Trayvak by the way, and its no trouble at all we are just rebuilding the base to our specifications" he told him as he turned to face them both. Every one just listened in while others went back to work with the rebuilding effort. There was much work to be done on the base.

"Yes Mr. Gregors, might we talk in a place more private?"

A place more private

"Now, Mr. Gregors, my president has made a plan for us to get to the Oceanic Union." he toled him.

He opened up the folder and showed him.

"We travel from recently captured Sparta, to the Twilight Phoenix headquarters. From there, we ask for some method of transportation to Oceanic Union occupied Sri Lanka. Then we head directly to Australia, and see whoever is in charge. "

...........He paused then continued...........

"At first the task was far too impossible to commit, but in spite of recent events, the journey will become much easier. First, the invasion of Greece has set an alarm of Terran forces from the Middle East to the surrounding area around Greece and into Russia making our passage near undetectable. Second, the Oceanic Union has been wating for some form of communication from Europe, so they will be expecting us. Third, the Twilight Phoenix has captured the Suez, making passage much easier and safer. And Fourth, our spies from inside the Twilight Phoenix have reported visiters to the base. We have no idea who they are, but they may help us in our passage to Sri Lanka."

"Now, my president thinks that you should come along to, because it is mostly you the Oceanic Union plans on seeing. And their are two of us, so if one of us can't go on, the other can make it to the Oceanic Union."

He finished and looked up to Mr. Gregors.

"I really need your help with this please, this may be the only opportunity we have got to get to the Oceanic Union. Please Mr. Gregors"

The two Prime Ministers went to Rolf's work room and went over the plan to reach the Union. It seemed rather risky, but Prime Minister Gregors felt it might be the only way to make any communications with the Union.

He gave the answer, "Your plan is quite a risk Mr. Fespute. But I must agree that there may be little other way of making contact with the Union. I will assist you in escourt, but I must have approval of the King to make the visit. Even if it is approved, my absence may cause somewhat of a stir. We are currently having certain issues that the Republic may exploit if discovered."

The issue of Jacob, Scandinavia's Crown Prince, missing was still on the mind of the Prime Minister and he would have to solve it as soon as possible to have full assurance of his King. Until then, he would have to keep the Confederation's plan on hold but not sound as if it were being rejected.

He continued saying, "I shall present this plan to my King and see if he will approve of the plan."

" I understand the situation you are in at the very moment. We had the same problem to go through if the Republice finding my absence. The President made the excuse that I was going on holiday in Italy. But as I have said before, this may be our only oppertunity. Once the Terran forces realize that Greece is gone, their forces will come back to the Middle East."

occ: Brazillam, can you squeeze the King part in with the next reply?

OOC: Sure thing.

IC:

Prime Minister Gregors nodded and responded, "I shall ensure that the visit is made to take place Mr. Fespute. I shall contact the King immeadietly." The Prime Minister punched in a code to contact the King to contact him about the meeting.

Stockholm Palace

King Ragnvald IV was outside the Palace windows thinking about his Queen. His thoughts of her also brought about thoughts of his son Jacob. He questioned if he should contact him but found a ringing in his pocket phone. He opened it and opened contact with the two Prime Ministers. The King greeted, "Greetings Mr. Fespute, greetings Mr. Gregors. How may I help you two?"
The Prime Minister Gregors answered, "My lord, we have desire to travel to the Oceanic Union..." Rolf Gregors went on to explain the plan and the King continued to listen.
As an answer, the King said, "You have my permission Mr. Gregors. Please return safely." and closed communications with him.

Jaron's Gemini and Star's Darkstar were loaded into the Mobile Suit Hangar. As Jaron and Star walked through the place, they saw many Twilight Phoenix members watching them. Some of the members watched them in interest, others in suspiscion of their actions. Jaron and Star eventually met up with Holland and his group to talk to them. When Holland turned to face him and Star, Jaron greeted, "Hello Mr. Traynak. I hope our arrival here did not trouble you and neither will our presence here."

Star encrypted all the Darkstars system in multiple layers using her own keys before exiting and further codeing acess to the cockpit. Star followed jaron who seemed to be knowing where he was going still carying an aura of aprehension the bace had obviously stoud down but it was still enamy terratory

star was shocked to see that the person Jaron went to was the same one that she fought and that they knew eachother she stould beside jaron and let him lead the conversation she didn't really have anything to say at the moment

"The operation comences now!" Mr. Fespute told Mr. Gregors.
Both Prime Ministers now set off for an undetermined fate......................

Sparta, Greece

"Well, the boat ride was long, but at least we avoided any French warships. As soon as these negotiations are over, we will ensure the downfall of France controled Terran. Anyway, Mr. Gregors, how should we presume to the Twilight Phoenix Headquarters?" he asked.

"We travel from recently captured Sparta, to the Twilight Phoenix headquarters. From there, we ask for some method of transportation to Oceanic Union occupied Sri Lanka. Then we head directly to Australia, and see whoever is in charge. "

(OOC: ... I own Sri Lanka? *checks map* Huh. I think I disregarded it when I saw the random blue stuff in Africa and just figured, "Ah, Brazilam ran out of colors." And it's dangerously close to Republic India, but I guess you could pull it off. After all, you're... from... SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

"The operation comences now!" Mr. Fespute told Mr. Gregors.
Both Prime Ministers now set off for an undetermined fate......................

Sparta, Greece

"Well, the boat ride was long, but at least we avoided any French warships. As soon as these negotiations are over, we will ensure the downfall of France controled Terran. Anyway, Mr. Gregors, how should we presume to the Twilight Phoenix Headquarters?" he asked.

"I am not certain if it is safe yet to continue to the Twilight Phoenix headquarters yet. We were lucky to get here without being caught in the crossfire of any of the battles." Prime Minister Rolf Gregors answered. He continued saying, "Colonel Ansgar says that it will be safe as soon as the siege in Athens has been completed. Whether it finishes in our favor or not, we will still be able to recieve an escort from our men."

OOC: Zoingo, could you try and slow down the process a bit? It's kinda hard to fit in the events that are happening right now. You're not doing a bad job or anything, just be sure to avoid going too fast.

(OOC: ... I own Sri Lanka? *checks map* Huh. I think I disregarded it when I saw the random blue stuff in Africa and just figured, "Ah, Brazilam ran out of colors." And it's dangerously close to Republic India, but I guess you could pull it off. After all, you're... from... SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

OOC: He he... Well I didn't color the whole thing myself, I just found the map from some other source and took different colors from other countries. Apparently, I didn't change Sri Lanka's colors to show you didn't own it. Oh well, I guess it could explain why the Republic hasn't invaded yet.

OOC: He he... Well I didn't color the whole thing myself, I just found the map from some other source and took different colors from other countries. Apparently, I didn't change Sri Lanka's colors to show you didn't own it. Oh well, I guess it could explain why the Republic hasn't invaded yet.

Yeah, well a whole other island is under your control, Dancougar, good job!

Brazillam: I agree with you, but I wanted to get the boring boat ride part out of the way.

Jacob was still locked in his cell and had to figure a way to escape. If he didn't, chances were that he would be taken to some Terran Trial Court and possibly executed. A few hours later, a guard came into his cell leaving a tray of food for him. Jacob asked the guard, "How long am I to be kept here?"
The guard answered, "You will remain here until the High Command Representative arrives. You should be honored, you will be meeting with President Sage to meet your judgement." The Guard left and closed the door, leaving Jacob sealed in the cell again. As he left, Jacob began to think about how to possibly escape. He would have to attempt an escape no matter what it would cost. Though he did not like the idea coming to his mind, he would have to try it if he wanted to escape...

A few hours later...

The door opened again and the guard saw Jacob simply sitting on his bed. He was about to replace the empty plate with another full tray of food but Jacob asked the guard, "Excuse me sir, I can't seem to get the faucet to work. Could you please see if it can be fixed?"
The guard grunted and said, "They don't pay me enough to do this job... Alright let me take a look..." While the guard went over to the faucet to check it, Jacob had the plastic fork given to him at the ready. It was not a convenient weapon, but it would hopefully work for now. He steped forward a few feet and waited for the guard to turn around. The guard saw the water run smoothly and said, "Hey, there's nothing wrong with- AAAAAH!!!" The guard said as Jacob ended up stabbing the guard in his left eye. After this, Jacob kicked the guard in the jaw and forced him to the ground. He quickly took the key card on the guards belt and rolled out before the door closed again. Jacob knew that the guard had to leave his weapons outside to ensure prisoners would not get a hold of them, but he easily found a gun on a rack that would suit him well in his escape. He immeadietly began running down the halls and hoped he would soon find a way out of the base he was in...
The guard woke up with a great pain in his left eye, but was able to reach for his comm link and tell the security system, "Attention! We have a prisoner break on level 5, Cell 33! Prisoner is priority one capture! Please assist!"...

Holland turned to the two "Hello Jaron, and its Trayvak by the way, and its no trouble at all we are just rebuilding the base to our specifications" he told him as he turned to face them both. Every one just listened in while others went back to work with the rebuilding effort. There was much work to be done on the base.

Star encrypted all the Darkstars system in multiple layers using her own keys before exiting and further codeing acess to the cockpit. Star followed jaron who seemed to be knowing where he was going still carying an aura of aprehension the bace had obviously stoud down but it was still enamy terratory

star was shocked to see that the person Jaron went to was the same one that she fought and that they knew eachother she stould beside jaron and let him lead the conversation she didn't really have anything to say at the moment

"Ah yes, Trayvak. My apologies. I hope that we can both assist you in some way for taking us in. If there is any explanation neccessary as to why we have come here we can easily say so." Jaron told him. If Jaron and Star were to be taken under the wing of what the Republic deemed a terrorist organization, they might as well help their new friends somehow. But if there were problems present between any of the people talking, the conflict would hopefully be resolved soon...

occ: I assume the fight for athens already started, so I will join in.

Off the coast of Athens

The European Confederation's fleet had now sailed into the waters around Athens. Their mobile suits, which were on the way, would join in on the fight with the other Confederation's ground/air forces and the Scandinavians.

"Open Fire!" the Fleet Admiral signaled.

Shells screeched in the air, small rockets were launched, even torpedoes were used, any weapon that could be used to liberate Greece from the Republic. Explosions were heard everywhere, smoke filled the air, fires raged in Athens and on a few attacked confederation boats. The fight was now getting intense with the arival of the mobile suits.

OOC: how many times to I have to say Trayvak?

"Well it would be nice to know why people we once fought against are now seeking our protection" Holland said to him as the people around him began to get back to work. Luna stayed with him though to hear what these two had to say. The base commander and the Commander for local Twilight Phoenix forces now called the 01st Twilight Brigade had began to make there way over, they were on the other side of the base though so Holland, Luna Jaron and star could not see them yet.

OOC: how many times to I have to say Trayvak?

"Well it would be nice to know why people we once fought against are now seeking our protection" Holland said to him as the people around him began to get back to work. Luna stayed with him though to hear what these two had to say. The base commander and the Commander for local Twilight Phoenix forces now called the 01st Twilight Brigade had began to make there way over, they were on the other side of the base though so Holland, Luna Jaron and star could not see them yet.

OOC: DARN IT! I thought I corrected it. Sorry.

IC: "Well for my leave, I had lost the support of some people in the military very dear to me..." That was as much as Jaron was willing to openly admit. He was part of the Crofton family that fought for the Republic and fairly well known.

His father, Jefferson Crofton, was a patriotic General of Terran High Command and his brother, Victor Crofton, was the egotistical Captain that so many had come to know and respect out of fear. Jaron was a different story from those two, he was far less militantly dedicated than either of them. As a result, he was stuck as a Private for 3 years and had little combat experience other than testing the new Sagitarius. Having such a family history would make many people proud to be a part of, but Jaron had a reason not to be so proud today. Being thrown into line of fire by his own brother and seeimgly rejected by his father, he was not willing to go into detail about his situation unless asked about it further.

He continued saying, "Though the reason for Star's leave I am still fairly uncertain..."

Jacob was still locked in his cell and had to figure a way to escape. If he didn't, chances were that he would be taken to some Terran Trial Court and possibly executed. A few hours later, a guard came into his cell leaving a tray of food for him. Jacob asked the guard, "How long am I to be kept here?"
The guard answered, "You will remain here until the High Command Representative arrives. You should be honored, you will be meeting with President Sage to meet your judgement." The Guard left and closed the door, leaving Jacob sealed in the cell again. As he left, Jacob began to think about how to possibly escape. He would have to attempt an escape no matter what it would cost. Though he did not like the idea coming to his mind, he would have to try it if he wanted to escape...

A few hours later...

The door opened again and the guard saw Jacob simply sitting on his bed. He was about to replace the empty plate with another full tray of food but Jacob asked the guard, "Excuse me sir, I can't seem to get the faucet to work. Could you please see if it can be fixed?"
The guard grunted and said, "They don't pay me enough to do this job... Alright let me take a look..." While the guard went over to the faucet to check it, Jacob had the plastic fork given to him at the ready. It was not a convenient weapon, but it would hopefully work for now. He steped forward a few feet and waited for the guard to turn around. The guard saw the water run smoothly and said, "Hey, there's nothing wrong with- AAAAAH!!!" The guard said as Jacob ended up stabbing the guard in his left eye. After this, Jacob kicked the guard in the jaw and forced him to the ground. He quickly took the key card on the guards belt and rolled out before the door closed again. Jacob knew that the guard had to leave his weapons outside to ensure prisoners would not get a hold of them, but he easily found a gun on a rack that would suit him well in his escape. He immeadietly began running down the halls and hoped he would soon find a way out of the base he was in...
The guard woke up with a great pain in his left eye, but was able to reach for his comm link and tell the security system, "Attention! We have a prisoner break on level 5, Cell 33! Prisoner is priority one capture! Please assist!"...

Jacob continued to run down the halls and managed to avoid many guards, but it was soon about to change. As soon as Jacob reached the corner leading to an elevator, red lights went flashing. The sound following the flashes indicated that a prisoner was loose. This prompted Jacob to run as fast as he could towards the elevator.

But he was stopped when one of the base guards came from the corner across from Jacob, held up his gun, and said, "You! Stop right there!" Jacob drew his gun to shoot the guard in the shoulder to keep him from stopping Jacob. Jacob rushed to the elevator and pressed the Up button to get inside. He quickly pressed the button saying Level 3 in hopes of escaping before the guard could catch up to him. Jacob saw the same guard charging towards the door, but drew his gun again and shot him in the leg to send him falling on his face.

The guard could not reach the door in time to stop Jacob's ascension to Level 3 and could only get out his comm phone saying, "Attention Security! Prisoner is on the run and heading further up! Suggesting aversion of all Level 5 guards to higher levels!"

As Jacob waited to reach his destination, he hoped that he would be able to find a way to navigate through the base and find out where he was. At the same time, he was also amazed at his ability when he shot the guard before he had a chance. His reflexes were apparently not only good in mobile suit combat, but with gun skills as well...

OOC: DARN IT! I thought I corrected it. Sorry.

IC: "Well for my leave, I had lost the support of some people in the military very dear to me..." That was as much as Jaron was willing to openly admit. He was part of the Crofton family that fought for the Republic and fairly well known.

His father, Jefferson Crofton, was a patriotic General of Terran High Command and his brother, Victor Crofton, was the egotistical Captain that so many had come to know and respect out of fear. Jaron was a different story from those two, he was far less militantly dedicated than either of them. As a result, he was stuck as a Private for 3 years and had little combat experience other than testing the new Sagitarius. Having such a family history would make many people proud to be a part of, but Jaron had a reason not to be so proud today. Being thrown into line of fire by his own brother and seeimgly rejected by his father, he was not willing to go into detail about his situation unless asked about it further.

He continued saying, "Though the reason for Star's leave I am still fairly uncertain..."

star had a cold feeling go through her and in the heat that was comthing... she had just come to terms with her betrayal of everything she had ever known and beleived in she wasn't ready to share just yet "my reasons are personal" was all she was going to say on the matter "i would like to speak with someone about certain arangements though" she added if she was going to get to the Union she would need some help mostly with the resuply of the darkstar but anyother aid would be welcome

Jacob continued to run down the halls and managed to avoid many guards, but it was soon about to change. As soon as Jacob reached the corner leading to an elevator, red lights went flashing. The sound following the flashes indicated that a prisoner was loose. This prompted Jacob to run as fast as he could towards the elevator.

But he was stopped when one of the base guards came from the corner across from Jacob, held up his gun, and said, "You! Stop right there!" Jacob drew his gun to shoot the guard in the shoulder to keep him from stopping Jacob. Jacob rushed to the elevator and pressed the Up button to get inside. He quickly pressed the button saying Level 3 in hopes of escaping before the guard could catch up to him. Jacob saw the same guard charging towards the door, but drew his gun again and shot him in the leg to send him falling on his face.

The guard could not reach the door in time to stop Jacob's ascension to Level 1 and could only get out his comm phone saying, "Attention Security! Prisoner is on the run and heading further up! Suggesting aversion of all Level 5 guards to higher levels!"

As Jacob waited to reach his destination, he hoped that he would be able to find a way to navigate through the base and find out where he was. At the same time, he was also amazed at his ability when he shot the guard before he had a chance. His reflexes were apparently not only good in mobile suit combat, but with gun skills as well...

Jacob soon reached the first level and quickly jumped out of the elevator to watch for guards. He slowly walked towards another corner as he saw several guards heading his way. Jacob began to slowly walk away from their footsteps and hopefully out of their range. He kept going a few more feet and reached the other corner.

After avoiding the guards, Jacob took out the keycard he stole and swiped it on the door nearest to him. As he got in, he found out where he was all along. Jacob was in an underground base. He knew this due to the occupation of several strange looking Gemini units and one at the far end that stood out...

Jacob listened to the guards outside and heard they were soon to reach his location. He quickly ran to the other end of the hangar in hopes of losing sight of the guards, but they opened the door and were 20 feet away from Jacob. Jacob heard one of them say, "Men! Open fire!" And Jacob was soon under a hail of bullets. He lowered himself to avoid the gun fire and turned around firing what bullets he had left. He used two bullets already and judging from the weight of the gun, Jacob had ten bullets left.

He rolled behind a metal crate and waited for the gunfire to calm down. As soon as he heard the guards beginning their advance, Jacob turned around firing three bullets at them. All three hit the forehead of the guards. Immeadietly after Jacob fired his bullets, the guards began to fire back and Jacob went behind the crate again.

"Three down, five left..." Jacob judged. He started to run away from the crate and fired on the guards again, this time only killing one and two others fell over injured. Jacob jumped behind another metal crate that wasn't damaged by gunfire and checked his surroundings to see if he could effectively get rid of the rest of the guards. He saw the door to entering the crane operations room and decided to use it to his advantage. He swiped his card through and avoided more gunfire.

He turned on the crane and grasped the handle to operating the crane. He moved the outside crane and tried to aim it at the guards, but saw they were headed towards the operations room. Jacob had a split second to think and made the decision to ram the crane into the room. He aimed the crane's arm towards the outside window he was working from and waited for the right time to strike. He watched them and then thrusted the crane's arm into the room while at the same time forcing the guards back and through the window. As the room was destroyed, Jacob quickly left and now felt he had a safer escape.

This would not be the case for long however. Jacob could see guards coming in from the other side of the hangar and knew he could not take on the rest of them with what few bullets he had left. It was time to escape, but how? As Jacob thought this out, he saw what would possibly be his salvation. A giant purple Gudnam with a rifle on its back and seemingly no weapons. Even if it wasn't so properly equipped, what was important was that Jacob escaped the base immeadietly.

Jacob ran over towards the Gundams cockpit and saw a handprint scanner on the right side of the Gundam. He couldn't tell why he would even bother, but decided to try and open it with his hand. He placed his hand on the scanner and he heard a voice say, "Terran Type Accepted. Mobile Suit is ready to launch on pilot's command."...

OOC: Please let me know of any edits I could make. I pretty much just wanted to get Jacob's escape out of the way but still make it detailed.

Holland looked over at star "vary well, the base commander should be here shortly to say hello, she should be able to answer any questions you have and address your needs" he told them as a truck pulled up "ah speak of the devil" Holland said as the base commander got out of the truck. He welcomed here and brought her up to speed "Vary well" she said before walking over to the two of them "Welcome to Suez, Holland tells me you wish to discuss something miss" she said to them.

((ooc: looks good to me Braziliam... oh and check your TG's ;) ))

Holland looked over at star "vary well, the base commander should be here shortly to say hello, she should be able to answer any questions you have and address your needs" he told them as a truck pulled up "ah speak of the devil" Holland said as the base commander got out of the truck. He welcomed here and brought her up to speed "Vary well" she said before walking over to the two of them "Welcome to Suez, Holland tells me you wish to discuss something miss" she said to them.

"its really quite simple. no one is to touch the Darkstar without my espress permission." she began "while this is your base The Darkstar is still mine and i'm not about to let your techies tear it apart to learn its secrets. wich i know there drooling to do" she paused before continuing "within these limitations i will still provide you with the nessicary specs to proporly see to its refit and resupply. also its clear your runing on your own agenda against the republic's tyrany. while i can understand your desires to have more skilled pilots join your ranks this is not my final destination. i have plans to join the union in there struggle against the republic and i would apreaciate any help you can provide towards this end."

Athens, Greece
Flagship, HMS Wales

"Admiral, we have news from the front lines," an officer told him.

"Good, how is progress?" the Admiral asked.

"Our land based units have reached the city walls, and our navy now has control over the harbour, blocking any escape from the Terranians."

"Casualites so far?"

"The 23rd, 36th, 10th, and 15th divisions have suffered major losses, the HMS Africa, Salsuez, Corthsire and the Layafette have sunk, and the HMS Excalibur has run around in the harbour, and our mobile suit divisions have suffered a few losses."

"We need the land divisions to move closer to the walls, we need the artillary to advance to blast the walls, and our ambhibious assault groups can launch their attack on the shores of the harbour. Deliver the message to the toops and the marines!"

"Yes sir!"

only a matter of time before the walls collapsed, and Greece would be free once more.....................

occ: looks okay Brazilam :)

i have plans to join the union in there struggle against the republic and i would apreaciate any help you can provide towards this end.

(OOC: w00t. Now it's Nelson's turn to make her angry :-D And BTW Brazilam, nice escape; liked the Beta hintage you got going there.

Weird day at work so not sure if I'll get any proper posts in during downtime.)

Jacob ran over towards the Gundams cockpit and saw a handprint scanner on the right side of the Gundam. He couldn't tell why he would even bother, but decided to try and open it with his hand. He placed his hand on the scanner and he heard a voice say, "Terran Type Accepted. Mobile Suit is ready to launch on pilot's command."...

"Terran type?" Jacob wondered to himself. Why would what type of Terran he was matter with this Gundam? Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to figure that out. The cockpit was open and he could now take the controls of the Gundam... If there were any.

When he sat himself in the pilot seat, he noted that there were only two button panels on both sides of him and hand scanners on the arms of his seat. As soon as he placed his hands on them though, lights flashed to show the Gundam was being activated.

While the lights flashed, Jacob's eye pupils shrunk as he gained a new view in his mobile suit. He felt a new sensation and saw his vision change as well. He now viewed the area around him as if he were the Gundam itself. As Jacob attempted to move his right arm, he found that his Gundam's right arm moved as well. Despite his amazement at what was happening, Jacob managed to find the button panel on his right side. There were three buttons and hopefully one of them would get him out. He had three fingers on all three of them and he pushed the first one. As he did so, wings opened up on his Gundam and he flew off towards the ceiling. Jacob saw the ceiling above him and attempted to turn away from it, but was already too close that he could only resort to lifting his arms up. As he did though, he managed to tear through the ceiling and further up into the sky.

Jacob was amazed again by what was happening. The Gundam was able to move only by responding to his commands. Jacob attempted to turn of the flying mechanism by pushing the same button and he began to fall to the ground. He landed on his feet and surveyed the area while seeing several Gemini units pop out of the ground as well. Jacob's vision showed green triangles form around the Gemini units, which were supposed to show they were friendly units. Unfortunately, Jacob was not on their side and not as friendly as the computer would have said.

As the Gemini units stepped forward, one of them said, "Sir! Step out of the Gundam now! Do so and you will be spared!" Jacob did not want to fight them, but he was left with no choice.

He thought to himself, "The right panel must be for operations. Perhaps the other one has attacks..." He reached his left hand to the other panel and pushed the first button. As he did so, he found his right arm jerked up and a ball of energy formed in his hand. When it became a fitable size, the hand closed and a beam of energy was formed from it. "This must activate the Gundam's beam sword..." Jacob guessed. It was unlike any he used before, but it would hopefully still work. He assumed a fighting stance and prepared to strike at the Gemini units.

He heard one of them say, "He's resisting! Take him down!" And the Gemini units open fired. Jacob pressed the first button on the right panel and dashed forward towards the Geminis. As he did so, his sword swiped and sliced one in half. As he turned around, he saw the other Gemini unit fire on him. Jacob had little reaction time and could only lift up his left arm. As he did so, he found the bullets bounced off of him as if there was a shield protecting him. This was what Jacob guessed was protecting him and he made another dive to attack the other Gemini. He sliced the other Gemini and it exploded.

Jacob checked his surroundings and saw he was still on the island of Crete, the same place where Victor destroyed his Viking unit. As he finished checking the area, he activated the jets again and headed towards the Greek mainland...

Meanwhile.....

Sparta, Greece

"Yes..... uh uh........ I see...... okay, thank you for the update Admiral," Mr. Fespute replied on his phone.

"Well Mr. Gregors, the west half of the wall around Athens has been breached, and our forces are currently seizing the upper quarter and Athina station, and the harbour assault has lead to the capture of the Athens International Airport."

"its really quite simple. no one is to touch the Darkstar without my espress permission." she began "while this is your base The Darkstar is still mine and i'm not about to let your techies tear it apart to learn its secrets. wich i know there drooling to do" she paused before continuing "within these limitations i will still provide you with the nessicary specs to proporly see to its refit and resupply. also its clear your runing on your own agenda against the republic's tyrany. while i can understand your desires to have more skilled pilots join your ranks this is not my final destination. i have plans to join the union in there struggle against the republic and i would apreaciate any help you can provide towards this end."

The Commander noded "Vary well, you have my word no one will touch it without your permission, as for transit to the union it might take a day or two to find a transport to get you in under the nose of the republic, they have a tight grip on the sea's" she told her before changing subjects "You two must be hungry, its almost noon so every one here is about to sit down for lunch care to join us?" she added.

Meanwhile.....

Sparta, Greece

"Yes..... uh uh........ I see...... okay, thank you for the update Admiral," Mr. Fespute replied on his phone.

"Well Mr. Gregors, the west half of the wall around Athens has been breached, and our forces are currently seizing the upper quarter and Athina station, and the harbour assault has lead to the capture of the Athens International Airport."

Gereian ommand was in an uproar the lines were being breached everywear there seemed to be nothing that could be done to stop the federation. and it didn't help at almost all available re-enforcements where being funnled into australia and the Union wich was poor planning on the republics part because if the rest of the concuered countries where to all join in a general uprising... the republic would loose alot of ground before reinforcements arived anywhere.

((ooc: of course that meens Australia is still screwed either way... now if only the rest of the world had a reason to rebel thats not going to aleart the republic before hand *nudge nudge* the stage is set now lets just get the actors together))

The Commander noded "Vary well, you have my word no one will touch it without your permission, as for transit to the union it might take a day or two to find a transport to get you in under the nose of the republic, they have a tight grip on the sea's" she told her before changing subjects "You two must be hungry, its almost noon so every one here is about to sit down for lunch care to join us?" she added.

"thank you and something to eat would be nice" she followed to the mess hall and helped herself to a portion of the food ignoring the stares her Rebublic flight suit was atracting... she would put up with them for now but if they kept it up it would be the last thing they saw she chose an out of the way spot to sit and eat not haveing anyone to sit with and began picking at her food.

((ooc: of course that meens Australia is still screwed either way... now if only the rest of the world had a reason to rebel thats not going to aleart the republic before hand *nudge nudge* the stage is set now lets just get the actors together))

(OOC: Yeppers, got an exit strategy of sorts planned that will ensure some of my guys remain active in the war, but the country itself is probably going to hell before anyone arrives, so the least I can do is make it dramatic :-D So I'll start that party with a little lunchtime goodness...)

Gascoyne Line, right flank

Nelson poured beams into the Terran suits below. The first several were caught off guard by the deluge, creating a landing site. The Gundam then ran alongside the line, dodging fire and returning with his rifle. Frustration was mounting in the enemy camp. "He's just ONE MAN!!" yelled the Terran squadron commander, charging forward with his saber drawn. "Stop resisting!"

Nelson nimbly dodged the cut and fired his rifle. The command Gemini was struck in the shoulder, losing an arm. But it kept coming. "He's intense!" exclaimed Nelson, firing again. This shot hit home, sending the unit crashing into the ground. The commander scrambled out of the cockpit with only a few scratches, and watched with glee as his attack inspired his line. With a triumphant surge, Nelson's Gundam was showered with bullet. It was all he could do to protect the cockpit.

The rest of the Tuataras were already breaking formation. This battle was over. Despite inflicting heavy losses on the Terran line, their material force was too great. It just wasn't enough. "There's too many over here, they might be trying to flank us!" yelled Adam. "We need to pull back!"

"I'll cover you!" said Laku, letting loose a barrage of micromissiles to clear the skies. "We've got a few minutes at best before they regroup and really push!"

Nelson, too, was falling back. He just hadn't thinned them out enough to really punch through. He returned fire with his beam rifle as he covered a few tanks in their hasty retreat. At least he had been using the feedback system for over fifteen minutes now and the pain was still dull and barely noticeable. "Notify command and rally here," he said, sending coordinates to his friendlies. "We need to reassess our options."

"No response from headquarters!" yelled Laku. "Just static!"

Gascoyne Line, Western Command

Mervin's transport landed in a catastrophe zone. Debris was everywhere. Men and women writhed in pain while others hurriedly brought what relief they could. The computers they were planning on using for the attack were scrapped. Fires burned in patches. "Soldier!" he yelled at the first passerby. "What the hell happened? Where's command?!"

"Gone!" the soldier returned, rushing past with a first aid kit. "Airstrike!"

Mervin wiped his brow. "Damn..." he muttered. "All right, listen up! Get the injured on the plane and we'll get them out of here." It would do for now to take them south, but he was running out of secret bases he could run to.

There was a sudden commotion as a pile of debris was shifted and a body was dug out. "It's the colonel! The colonel's still alive!" Mervin watched in shock as Simms was raised by two men. He was covered in blood from shrapnel, and his left arm was missing entirely. "Someone stop the bleeding!!"

Adelaide

The base was completely silent. It was amazing... less than two hours ago they had been planning a major operation. Now they'd been forced out prematurely, leaving a logistical nightmare behind. Two high-yield cruise missiles appeared on the horizon and slammed hard into the base's fuel and ammunition bunkers, sending flames high into the sky. The shockwave was the blast took out windows and weak buildings all over the base. Docks collapsed with a grunt and a crack.

Perth

SAM sites opened fire as a last line of defense, as various installations all over the city were struck by the missile attack. The naval yard was hit, destroying its ammunition depot, thus harshly reducing its static defenses. The communications center on the outskirts of the city was struck, as was its MS factory, which was only a day away from rolling out new Dingos.

Military officials watched through binoculars and cursed the Terran Republic. It had come to this after using all available resources to successfully intercept missiles headed for civilian and refugee areas. But would they be ready for another launch? Emergency self-decontamination kits for chemical and biological attacks were being passed out to civilians all over the country, now, which was creating fear from what once had been stubborn resistance...

Pacific Ocean, north of Kiribati

The Union Polynesian fleet lumbered forth in ten parallel lines, each stretching for miles in length. It was a complete fighting force: destroyers, submarines, escorts, mobile suit carriers... it represented almost a third of the remaining Union military. Now it pressed forward to the Terran's Pearl Harbor base, a sprawling naval and air force installation which represented the greatest threat to the security of the Union's Pacific island states.

The fleet Admiral prepared to send a transmission to the base. He had the backing of his men, the various states, and his conscience. They had all awoken to the bitter reality that this war could not be won, and rather than go back to being Terran lackeys, they should work harder to win acceptance by the Republic as commendable allies. Hawthorne could buy their votes, but not their lives.

"Pearl, this is the Union Polynesian fleet. We wish to discuss terms for surrender."

The fighting in Athens was only becoming more intense and the two sides were having a hard time holding out. The combined forces of the Confederation, Federation and Scandinavia still had many Terran mobile suits to face and the scales didn't move in favor of either... That was the fighting until another mobile suit came...

As Jacob viewed the fighting from afar, he saw Athens still being defended by the Terrans. This was his time to help liberate the nation of Greece. He dove in, pressed the second button on the left panel and Gundam Terra drew out its buster rifle.

The invading forces battling over Greece managed to see the strange purple Gundam flying towards the battlefields and didn't know what to make of it. However the Terran mobile suits knew it too well. It was an expiremental mobile suit that was supposed to be on their side, but why was it out in battle? A Terran Captain sent a transmission to the Gudnam asking, "Mobile Suit! What is you status? Is your suit completed?"

Jacob did not answer, seeing no need. As soon as it began firing its buster rifle, its alligence was clear. The buster rifle fired towards the Terran mobile suits and destroyed an entire squadron with the single blast.

As the invading mobile suits saw the Gundam destroy the Terran mobile suits, a Scandinavian Captain questioned, "What is that? Is that Gundam our ally?"
He was answered by another one Captain saying, "Let's check his attacks for a bit longer and see who it is he fights for."

As Jacob drew his buster rifle back, he pressed the third and final button on the left button panel. As he did this, the Gundam adopted a fighting stance and drew both of its hands back. While this happened, a ball of energy formed from it's hands and became larger than both of the hands. Eventually, the Gundam hurled the ball forward and a large beam of energy burst forth. As this happened, unfortunate buildings and Terran mobile suits alike were destroyed without mercy.

The Terran mobile suits looked on in horror as the single mobile suit practically destroyed all of the forces. There were only one Terran Captain left and he ordered, "Men! Retreat! We can't stop him! Make sure General Ashmore gets out of here!"

They would have done this, but it was too late when Jacob drew his buster rifle again and fired on them.... The battle was over, and the invaders were finally victorious. Greece was won.

The non-Terran mobile suit pilots cheered for the strange mobile suit as they saw it defeat the last of the Terrans. A Scandinavian Captain told the mobile suit, "Thank you very much pilot! You have helped us win the war against the Terrans! Please identify yourself and we will reward you any way you see fit!"

Jacob would have answered, but did not think there was a communications system. He made the guess of turning off the Gundam by placing his hands on the scanners again and the lights turned off. He regained his normal vision and the cockpit opened. He would have stepped out to greet his fellow soldiers, but all of a sudden exhaustion fell upon Jacob. He felt fine before in the Gundam, but obviously the intensity of the battle was saved until the end...

Colonel Ansgar heard the report from one of his Captains. Ansgar asked, "How is the city? Are the people safe?"
The Captain answered, "Most of them have been saved sir. The Gundam's attacks harmed the city, but the Terrans are no longer of any problem."
Colonel Ansgar continued asking, "Good. Has General Ashmore been captured as well?"
The Captain answered, "Yes sir. He is in our custody and will be sent to Oslo for trial."
The Colonel's final question was, "Excellent. Who is it that piloted the mobile suit?"
The Captain excidetly proclaimed, "Well that's the part that amazes us the most sir... The pilot is the Crown Prince!"
Ansgar felt both shock and relief run through him. The news of the Crown Prince being saved would ensure the future of the Kingdom and hopefully be brought back safely. He answered, "Thank you Captain. I will report this to the Prime Minister immeadietly."
The Captain confirmed, "Very well sir."

As Prime Minister Fespute and Gregors awaited their time to arrive, Gregors felt his phone ring and he answered it. "Hello?"
Colonel Ansgar answered, "Prime Minister Gregors, I have great news about the mobile suit!"
Rolf asked, "Ah hello Colonel, what news do you bring?"
The Colonel exclaimed, "The pilot of the mobile suit is Crown Prince Jacob himself!"
As Rolf felt the feeling of relief move through him, he stated, "Wonderful... Please bring him to the plane we will be traveling on so we can discuss matters with him. I wish to hear his story."
Ansgar answered, "I shall sir."
The Prime Minister concluded, "Very good. Be sure to keep Greece safe during the occupation." and Rolf Gregors closed his phone.

After star left Holland turned to the base commander "Any word on our next move from command?" he asked her. She looked over at him "Last I heard General waltfeld was planning a offensive west and south of Suez to push the Republic out of Eygpt once and for all, but its a week or more from being put into action" she told him as she put one hand on her chin and cross the other across her chest.

Holland began to think of what such a operation might do "I doubt we have the resources to launch such a operation for months, by then republic african forces would be evacuating" he told her.

Paris, Élysée Palace

Brendon Sage and Chancellor Alphonsine were strolling through her garden outside the Palace. He and her had been discussing about the greater chaos ensuing in Europe and how they were both handling it. Just when Brendon and the Chancellor reached the Palace walls, they saw General Crofton outside. Brendon turned to the Chancellor and asked, "Please forgive me Lady Chancellor, but I must meet with one of my Generals. Would you mind me leaving for a bit?"
The Chancellor simply answered, "I do not mind. Please do return soon though, I wish to know how you will handle the Scandinavians when possible."
Brendon kissed her hand and said, "I shall tell you everything once I've returned." and walked towards General Crofton.
General Crofton saluted and said, "Mr. President, I have ill news to report..." in a slightly shaky voice.
The President asked, "What is it General?"
General Crofton answered, "Greece has been lost..."
Brendon was not convinced that this was all the General had to say, so he asked him, "And what else?"
General Crofton reluctantly answered, "Reports have confirmed sir... That... Gundam Terra has been stolen..."
Brendon raised his eyebrow in interest and asked, "Has the pilot of Terra been confirmed?" The General was shocked the President was not in an outrage over the loss. If he lost a mobile suit as powerful as the Terra, he would be finding the one incompetent enough to lose it and punish him. Brendon Sage though, was calm and simply wanted to know who was piloting Terra. Sage was very well known to be a charismatic leader, but who he was as a man was never fully clear.
The General answered, "Ida base has confirmed that the pilot is the prisoner that was intended to meet with you at Terran High Command... It is the Crown Prince of Scandinavia Jacob Thorstein III."
The President smiled an ominous smile and said, "Very well then. Please tell me the status of Gundam Hades. Is it ready to be launched?" The General was confused by the Presidents change of subject but knew he had to answer. General Crofton was not only leading the voluntary forces in France, but also had to report to the President whenever Hades was another step closer to being completed.
He answered him, "When you are ready sir, it can be launched. Final adjustments were completed three hours ago. I would have reported earlier, but I had to wait for the final report on Greece before telling you this."
Brendon asked, "Very good. Begin preparations, we will soon launch Hades to go after Terra. Do you have an idea of where the Crown Prince is now?"
The General answered, "We believe he is still in Greece Mr. President. Terra can still be tracked by its signature unless he manages to change it."
The President closed saying, "Very good. Launch Hades as soon as possible. I will want to see Terra be found."
The two saluted and left to continue their business...

"Last I heard General waltfeld was planning a offensive east and south of Suez to push the Republic out of Eygpt once and for all, but its a week or more from being put into action"

(OOC: Fire your cartographer... *points west* Egypt would be that way ^_^)

" Well then Mr. Gregors, if General Ashmore is being sent to trial, and Athens has been captured, then it is time to make our move." Mr. Fespute told him.
"Our spies say that our window of time is short and we need to leave now in order to make it across to the Suez. Its your call as rather we go by boat or by plane."

" Well then Mr. Gregors, if General Ashmore is being sent to trial, and Athens has been captured, then it is time to make our move." Mr. Fespute told him.
"Our spies say that our window of time is short and we need to leave now in order to make it across to the Suez. Its your call as rather we go by boat or by plane."

Prime Minister Gregors responded, "Indeed it is time. However, we must await another guest who I wish to bring along. We shall meet on one of the planes as soon as he arrives." The two men went to the Athenian airport and awaited their guest. Their guest was Crown Prince Jacob Thorstein, now able to walk himself and meet on the plane. Prime Minister Gregors greeted, "Your arrival is a great relief Lord Jacob. When you became MIA, we feared the worst had happened."
Jacob responded, "I am sorry to worry you Mr. Gregors. I shall explain everything that happened."
The Prime Minister told him, "We shall discuss this on the plane Lord Jacob. We shall be taking you with us to meet the Twilight Phoenix. Your presence may help us in the diplomacy with them."
Jacob followed the two onto the plane bound for Suez and their discussion could now begin.

Plane, somewere over ocean

"Hello Lord Jacob, I am Mr. Roland Fespute, Prime Minister of the European Confederation, that must have been some escape you pulled off. For a while now, your father, country, Mr. Gregors and I, have tried to find a way to contact the Oceanic Union, in hopes of forming a stronger alliance against Mr. Sage. Our president finnaly came up with a risky, but a only time chance to contact them."

so he filled the prince in on the plan............

"After the negotiations are over, the tripple alliance of Scandinavia, The EC, and the Oceanic Union, will drive Terra out of Oceanic territory, and then France. Of course, we have been dealing with the Terra presence near us by capturing Marseille, (rolls out map: http://www.ambafrance-us.org/atoz/images/france.jpg) the only deep water and mobile suit producing Terra port on the south end of France, and we have captured Calais. Now, what makes this mission dangerous is the fact that Sage is in France and is after all three of us. Mostly you, because you captured a very powerful Gundam, and he is after me because I planned the attacks on France, and I ordered his palace in Villefrance (near Marseille) to be burned to the ground."

Jacob listened to Prime Minister Fespute's plan to reach the Oceanic Union and answered, "I see. Bringing the Gundam I have stolen to Scandinavia would endanger the safety of the nation wouldn't it?"
Prime Minister Gregors answered, "I am afraid so. However we hope that your visit to the Oceanic Union will ensure your safety. And perhaps your presence will further convince the Twilight Phoenix to help us against the Republic."
Jacob confirmed this saying, "I see. I hope to be of some help during the visit."
Prime Minister Gregors confirmed this by telling him, "I am certain you will my lord. You had best get some rest. You had best not be exhausted when you arrive."
Jacob accepted this saying, "Very well then. I shall be ready."
Jacob switched seats behind the Prime Ministers and let them to their converstation...

(OOC: Fire your cartographer... *points west* Egypt would be that way ^_^)

OOC: Eygpt also goes all the way to Israel, so east can still be correct but in this case i mean west.

The two Prime Ministers, turned back to talking, suddenly.............

Ding!

"We now must be over Twilight Phoenix territory, they should be picking us up on their radar."

The radar operator at Suez picked up a incoming aircraft coming in from the south east "We got a incoming aircraft, radar boey 23 in the red sea" the man reported at the station. The person over seeing the mobile command station came over "Don't make radio contact yet, let them contact us, get the base commander over here" he said pulling out a small radio "Commander, Ma'am we have a incoming aircraft from the south, can you get over here?" he said over the radio.

She heard him and bid Holland and Jaron goodbye for now, she then got in her truck and headed on over to the mobile command station.

(OOC: Yeppers, got an exit strategy of sorts planned that will ensure some of my guys remain active in the war, but the country itself is probably going to hell before anyone arrives, so the least I can do is make it dramatic :-D So I'll start that party with a little lunchtime goodness...)

Gascoyne Line, right flank

Nelson poured beams into the Terran suits below. The first several were caught off guard by the deluge, creating a landing site. The Gundam then ran alongside the line, dodging fire and returning with his rifle. Frustration was mounting in the enemy camp. "He's just ONE MAN!!" yelled the Terran squadron commander, charging forward with his saber drawn. "Stop resisting!"

Nelson nimbly dodged the cut and fired his rifle. The command Gemini was struck in the shoulder, losing an arm. But it kept coming. "He's intense!" exclaimed Nelson, firing again. This shot hit home, sending the unit crashing into the ground. The commander scrambled out of the cockpit with only a few scratches, and watched with glee as his attack inspired his line. With a triumphant surge, Nelson's Gundam was showered with bullet. It was all he could do to protect the cockpit.

The rest of the Tuataras were already breaking formation. This battle was over. Despite inflicting heavy losses on the Terran line, their material force was too great. It just wasn't enough. "There's too many over here, they might be trying to flank us!" yelled Adam. "We need to pull back!"

"I'll cover you!" said Laku, letting loose a barrage of micromissiles to clear the skies. "We've got a few minutes at best before they regroup and really push!"

Nelson, too, was falling back. He just hadn't thinned them out enough to really punch through. He returned fire with his beam rifle as he covered a few tanks in their hasty retreat. At least he had been using the feedback system for over fifteen minutes now and the pain was still dull and barely noticeable. "Notify command and rally here," he said, sending coordinates to his friendlies. "We need to reassess our options."

"No response from headquarters!" yelled Laku. "Just static!"

Gascoyne Line, Western Command

Mervin's transport landed in a catastrophe zone. Debris was everywhere. Men and women writhed in pain while others hurriedly brought what relief they could. The computers they were planning on using for the attack were scrapped. Fires burned in patches. "Soldier!" he yelled at the first passerby. "What the hell happened? Where's command?!"

"Gone!" the soldier returned, rushing past with a first aid kit. "Airstrike!"

Mervin wiped his brow. "Damn..." he muttered. "All right, listen up! Get the injured on the plane and we'll get them out of here." It would do for now to take them south, but he was running out of secret bases he could run to.

There was a sudden commotion as a pile of debris was shifted and a body was dug out. "It's the colonel! The colonel's still alive!" Mervin watched in shock as Simms was raised by two men. He was covered in blood from shrapnel, and his left arm was missing entirely. "Someone stop the bleeding!!"

Adelaide

The base was completely silent. It was amazing... less than two hours ago they had been planning a major operation. Now they'd been forced out prematurely, leaving a logistical nightmare behind. Two high-yield cruise missiles appeared on the horizon and slammed hard into the base's fuel and ammunition bunkers, sending flames high into the sky. The shockwave was the blast took out windows and weak buildings all over the base. Docks collapsed with a grunt and a crack.

Perth

SAM sites opened fire as a last line of defense, as various installations all over the city were struck by the missile attack. The naval yard was hit, destroying its ammunition depot, thus harshly reducing its static defenses. The communications center on the outskirts of the city was struck, as was its MS factory, which was only a day away from rolling out new Dingos.

Military officials watched through binoculars and cursed the Terran Republic. It had come to this after using all available resources to successfully intercept missiles headed for civilian and refugee areas. But would they be ready for another launch? Emergency self-decontamination kits for chemical and biological attacks were being passed out to civilians all over the country, now, which was creating fear from what once had been stubborn resistance...

Terran commanders cheared as the union line finaly colapsed and all units were orderd forwards hopeing to turn the Union retreat into a compleat rout
"forwards men we've got ehm on the run!" the troops stormed across the river. they wouldn't be giving the Union time to rest this time around... mobile resuply groops were aranged so that the terrans could keep up the presure both day and night... more heavly dammaged younits pulled back and where replaiced with new units and the repaired ones returning to the fight

At sea fleats began reforming to begin coastal bombardment shells and longrange missile hitting Union position all along the coast the next couple of days would not be going well for the union western australia was poised to fall and the terrans planed to do exactlyexactly that

Pacific Ocean, north of Kiribati

The Union Polynesian fleet lumbered forth in ten parallel lines, each stretching for miles in length. It was a complete fighting force: destroyers, submarines, escorts, mobile suit carriers... it represented almost a third of the remaining Union military. Now it pressed forward to the Terran's Pearl Harbor base, a sprawling naval and air force installation which represented the greatest threat to the security of the Union's Pacific island states.

The fleet Admiral prepared to send a transmission to the base. He had the backing of his men, the various states, and his conscience. They had all awoken to the bitter reality that this war could not be won, and rather than go back to being Terran lackeys, they should work harder to win acceptance by the Republic as commendable allies. Hawthorne could buy their votes, but not their lives.

"Pearl, this is the Union Polynesian fleet. We wish to discuss terms for surrender."

((ooc: oh snap... poor you))

Pearl harbour scrambled as the fleat apeared on scanners and the message came in the commanders were stunned. "union fleat hold position await further instructions" General Kimbal at back and pondered perhaps he could use this to his advantage if his plan worked if would turn the tide in the war if not... he could always destroy them it would be win win given the amount of Terran ships in the area "Attention union fleat." the general reopend the comms "if you truly wish to surrender you must first prove your loyalty we are transfering fleat spacific plans to you." the plans had been hastly made uning information gather on the fleats configuration so they would not be able to take them back to the union as intell on the Terrans "you will return west and begin uniteing the Oceanic Union under Terran rule comencing landing operation on the pacific islands as you make your way back to queenslandto establish a terran foot hold there in preperation for Republic re-enforcements. the 29th fleat will follow as observers and will inform us of your progrees. is this clear?" if it wasn't there where several longrange missila targeted at the ships should they deside aiding in the subjection of there home land was to much to stomach

The plane had at long last landed and now the two Prime Ministers and Jacob could talk to the Commanders of Twilight Phoenix. Jacob walked between the two as they made their way past several members helping with their plane. As the three saw the truck heading towards them, they saw a woman step out followed by several other guards. Jacob stepped forward and said, "Greetings Madame. We are here to meet with the leaders of Twilight Phoenix. Do you know where we can meet with them?"

The radar operator at Suez picked up a incoming aircraft coming in from the south east "We got a incoming aircraft, radar boey 23 in the red sea" the man reported at the station. The person over seeing the mobile command station came over "Don't make radio contact yet, let them contact us, get the base commander over here" he said pulling out a small radio "Commander, Ma'am we have a incoming aircraft from the south, can you get over here?" he said over the radio.

She heard him and bid Holland and Jaron goodbye for now, she then got in her truck and headed on over to the mobile command station.

((ooc: crap... need to get star out of the base fast...or arange it so she dosn't meet up with any of the new guests... not ready not ready... crap))

OOC: Eygpt also goes all the way to Israel, so east can still be correct but in this case i mean west.

(OOC: Oh right, Sinai. Duh. I think your cartographer just took a well deserved shot at my face ^_^ I should think before I post corrections.)

The plane had at long last landed and now the two Prime Ministers and Jacob could talk to the Commanders of Twilight Phoenix. Jacob walked between the two as they made their way past several members helping with their plane. As the three saw the truck heading towards them, they saw a woman step out followed by several other guards. Jacob stepped forward and said, "Greetings Madame. We are here to meet with the leaders of Twilight Phoenix. Do you know where we can meet with them?"

Still in the truck she looked at them "The Phoenix council is not here, they are at our supreme HQ at a secret under ground mountain location, it would take a couple hours to make the arrangements to have them come here" she told them as she stepped out of the truck. They were not expecting visitors let alone some one who wanted to speak with the Pheonix council. How ever they wanted to meet with them so she had to honour the request.

OOC: throw her in civilian clothes and have her visit one of the near by towns? have her sample some good ole local eats? go shopping?

OOC: throw her in civilian clothes and have her visit one of the near by towns? have her sample some good ole local eats? go shopping?

((ooc: good plan... cant wear her flight suit all the time now can she))
after star had eaten she whet to check on the Darkstar and to give the techies the information they would need to repair and resuply it. before looking for someone who looke dto be about her size and borrowed some clothes and a hat and sunglasses... she didn't need someone recognizing here and reporting back to the republic.

she hopped into a truch headed out into a near by town for a supply run and watched as the plain flew over head as it came into land. she hoped to be able to find some clothes of her own cause while the ones she borrowed firt... the owner had no taste what-so-ever

(OOC: Oh snap indeed. Like I said, the foundation is going to collapse and a few of my guys are going to escape the fall of the Union. Given the time it takes to get here from Suez, anyone en route will likely run into my escapees halfway and they can plan from there.)

Terran commanders cheared as the union line finaly colapsed and all units were orderd forwards hopeing to turn the Union retreat into a compleat rout
"forwards men we've got ehm on the run!" the troops stormed across the river. they wouldn't be giving the Union time to rest this time around... mobile resuply groops were aranged so that the terrans could keep up the presure both day and night... more heavly dammaged younits pulled back and where replaiced with new units and the repaired ones returning to the fight

At sea fleats began reforming to begin coastal bombardment shells and longrange missile hitting Union position all along the coast the next couple of days would not be going well for the union western australia was poised to fall and the terrans planed to do exactlyexactly that


West of Carnarvon

"Three minutes..." Hanson's radar lit up as more Aries attempted to surround him. The CIWS cut down suit after suit but they kept pouring fire onto him. Another leg was put out of commission, making that two inoperable beam cannons. The Terran ships below were still taking a serious beating from the Union fleet. It appeared like they would be able to finish the job... somehow.

The last Terran lander disappeared from radar and the various escort ships scattered in confusion. Cheers went up from the decks, but Hall himself remained silent. He was watching the scope of his ship and saw there were huge problem on land. Their victory would be for nothing if Simms' line collapsed into oblivion.

"Reform the fleet," he ordered. "We're moving south."

"South, sir? But the line is..."

"The line is being annihilated. Something isn't right... contact Simms' base camp immediately."

"I'm trying, sir, but there's no response."

A bead of sweat ran down Hall's face. Could that be why the land forces were in such disarray. "C-command's been taken out?!" He sank into his chair. "We may need to bail them out in the end... recall Hanson immediately."

Hanson's timer hit zero as the message came in. But something wasn't right... the reactor gauges were higher than they should have been. "Unable..." he sighed. "Core has passed safe operating levels. Emergency rod injection has failed." The only thing left was to eject his Dingo, which he did with success. As his suit left the Core, it was torn apart by Aries gunfire.

Hall pounded his console.

The Core exploded in a brilliant flash with outshone the sun for an instant. Aries and Albatross in the air were either vaporized instantly or knocked out of the air by the shockwave and EMP. High waves were kicked up, sending ships in all directions, some colliding. The pulse hit them, too, temporarily taking out all systems.


Pearl harbour scrambled as the fleat apeared on scanners and the message came in the commanders were stunned. "union fleat hold position await further instructions" General Kimbal at back and pondered perhaps he could use this to his advantage if his plan worked if would turn the tide in the war if not... he could always destroy them it would be win win given the amount of Terran ships in the area "Attention union fleat." the general reopend the comms "if you truly wish to surrender you must first prove your loyalty we are transfering fleat spacific plans to you." the plans had been hastly made uning information gather on the fleats configuration so they would not be able to take them back to the union as intell on the Terrans "you will return west and begin uniteing the Oceanic Union under Terran rule comencing landing operation on the pacific islands as you make your way back to queenslandto establish a terran foot hold there in preperation for Republic re-enforcements. the 29th fleat will follow as observers and will inform us of your progrees. is this clear?" if it wasn't there where several longrange missila targeted at the ships should they deside aiding in the subjection of there home land was to much to stomach

"Pacific landings are quite unnecessary," the captain replied. "As we are the force representing those states, their cooperation naturally follows from ours. We will, however, establish a landing zone for you on the Australian mainland. We no longer recognize the Hawthorne government as legitimate and will fight to overturn it. Order and unity!"

And with that, the fleet turned south. They would be there in a day.

Still in the truck she looked at them "The Phoenix council is not here, they are at our supreme HQ at a secret under ground mountain location, it would take a couple hours to make the arrangements to have them come here" she told them as she stepped out of the truck. They were not expecting visitors let alone some one who wanted to speak with the Pheonix council. How ever they wanted to meet with them so she had to honour the request.

OOC: throw her in civilian clothes and have her visit one of the near by towns? have her sample some good ole local eats? go shopping?

"Alright. Where can we wait to meet them?" Mr. Fespute asked.

(OOC: Oh snap indeed. Like I said, the foundation is going to collapse and a few of my guys are going to escape the fall of the Union. Given the time it takes to get here from Suez, anyone en route will likely run into my escapees halfway and they can plan from there.)
((ooc: sounds like a plan someone needs to find some relitivly nutrel ground then))

West of Carnarvon

"Three minutes..." Hanson's radar lit up as more Aries attempted to surround him. The CIWS cut down suit after suit but they kept pouring fire onto him. Another leg was put out of commission, making that two inoperable beam cannons. The Terran ships below were still taking a serious beating from the Union fleet. It appeared like they would be able to finish the job... somehow.

The last Terran lander disappeared from radar and the various escort ships scattered in confusion. Cheers went up from the decks, but Hall himself remained silent. He was watching the scope of his ship and saw there were huge problem on land. Their victory would be for nothing if Simms' line collapsed into oblivion.

"Reform the fleet," he ordered. "We're moving south."

"South, sir? But the line is..."

"The line is being annihilated. Something isn't right... contact Simms' base camp immediately."

"I'm trying, sir, but there's no response."

A bead of sweat ran down Hall's face. Could that be why the land forces were in such disarray. "C-command's been taken out?!" He sank into his chair. "We may need to bail them out in the end... recall Hanson immediately."

Hanson's timer hit zero as the message came in. But something wasn't right... the reactor gauges were higher than they should have been. "Unable..." he sighed. "Core has passed safe operating levels. Emergency rod injection has failed." The only thing left was to eject his Dingo, which he did with success. As his suit left the Core, it was torn apart by Aries gunfire.

Hall pounded his console.

The Core exploded in a brilliant flash with outshone the sun for an instant. Aries and Albatross in the air were either vaporized instantly or knocked out of the air by the shockwave and EMP. High waves were kicked up, sending ships in all directions, some colliding. The pulse hit them, too, temporarily taking out all systems.

the 8th landing group broke and fled limping back in range of naval support or those who escaped the blast from the Union monstrosity... atleast it was gone

"Pacific landings are quite unnecessary," the captain replied. "As we are the force representing those states, their cooperation naturally follows from ours. We will, however, establish a landing zone for you on the Australian mainland. We no longer recognize the Hawthorne government as legitimate and will fight to overturn it. Order and unity!"

And with that, the fleet turned south. They would be there in a day.

"order and unity" the general closed the channell and the 29th fleet followed with afew hidden assurences should the Polyneisian fleet prove un-trustworth after all.

Antartica

it was a game of cat and mouse the sonar bouys the fortitude gade them a better idea of what was out there... but it was still nervous work running silent the captain had ordered a risky move they had moved asclost to a rock formation as they dared and were at an all stop hopeing to blend in with the topografy of the sea floor.. it was a trick that ad worked several times in the past and there was no reason it wouldn't work now but just in case there where preped to respond should they meraculasly be discoverd so far from there origonal location

((ooc: sounds like a plan someone needs to find some relitivly nutrel ground then))

Antartica

it was a game of cat and mouse the sonar bouys the fortitude gade them a better idea of what was out there... but it was still nervous work running silent the captain had ordered a risky move they had moved asclost to a rock formation as they dared and were at an all stop hopeing to blend in with the topografy of the sea floor.. it was a trick that ad worked several times in the past and there was no reason it wouldn't work now but just in case there where preped to respond should they meraculasly be discoverd so far from there origonal location

(OOC: Since it appears like most people are just in transit at this point, it should be safe to just let a few hours pass. I actually have no idea what time it is anywhere :-/ It's evening here on whatever day this is.)

The rout was all but complete. Union forces were in full retreat and making a beeline south. The Gascoyne had been more than overrun, it had been bushwhacked. There had been no consolidation of command after the destruction of headquarters, and thus each part of the line was acting independently. A good bit of the left and center were preparing for a last ditch defense before Perth, others had surrendered completely. The right had been outflanked and buried. Fortunately for the escaping troops, Terran forces had advanced so quickly that they ran low on fuel, forcing them to stop and wait for supply lines to catch up.

Nelson and his group had rounded up perhaps a legion or two's worth of combat-hardened Tuatara and Albatross pilots and were making their way southeast. Encrypted communications from Mervin had given them a new destination - another of his secret bases, this time in the Nullabor Plain near Rawlinna. They would join the remnants of Adelaide and Ceduna. The nearby Great Australian Bight would be a gathering place for ships from those bases as well as what remained of Hall's fleet, which was making its way back around the southwest corner of the continent. Terran vessels were still a day or two behind but they would descend upon Perth at their earliest convenience. The action off Carnarvon had bought them precious time in that respect.

What had gone wrong? Terra, looking to quickly end the conflict, had drawn heavily on its Asian forces and surprised everyone with their superb mobilization, quickly achieving heavy concentration on the Australian continent and never giving the defenders the same courtesy. The downside was that Asia, and parts of the Middle East, were now spread a little thinner. More importantly, its missile attack had sent a powerful message to the civilian population. Although it had done minimal damage outside of military circles, it said, quite clearly, that their lives were in danger should they continue resistance. It would be as trivial to increase the number of subs launching attacks as it would be to load the warheads with deadlier payloads than heavy explosives, and the patriotic fervor had given way to the grim reality of refugee camps and the possibility of sudden death. It was on their support that Union morale and will was based... and if that was gone...

"Alright. Where can we wait to meet them?" Mr. Fespute asked.

"You can wait here if you like, that is if you dont mind the sounds of contruction" she told them. The base did have a couple extra rooms for officers that were not filled yet but the sound of contruction filled the air every where.

Site 500

"This is bad... this is very bad, Chief..." The operator was keeping abreast of the situation, and it was incredible how sour it had turned in the past twelve hours. Exhausted mobile suit teams would be arriving throughout the night, and Nelson's team would return in the early hours of the morning. Hall expected to reach the Bight before sunrise. By then, the Terrans would likely be mopping up what defenses remained and be halfway to Perth. The only thing really holding them back now was the supply line.

"How's Simms doing?" asked Mervin. "He gonna pull through?"

"Yes, he's currently resting," replied the operator. "Doctor said he could be back in action tomorrow morning if his strength returns, although at this point... there's nothing for him to go back to."

"Porter's wing will slow the Terrans down but he'll either surrender or get obliterated, there's no way they can hold them from reaching Perth... damn... no matter how many suits we destroy, they keep coming back."

"You'd think they sent all of China at us."

"Might be good; give freedom fighters in Asia a chance to do something," muttered Mervin, "although the Union's probably just days away from collapsing, at this rate." This was highly possible if the rumors of Polynesia's defection were true. Perhaps he knew it was more like inevitable, since he had come here, of all places. The home of S Project. The Union's greatest potential and only remaining contribution to the war...

Sydney

Hawthorne's top advisors were gathered around his desk. He sat dejectedly with his chin on his arms. "You say they've dissolved the Union, then," he said.

"No mistake, the Polynesian Fleet is approaching Brisbane under escort and will land in eighteen hours. Perth will likely fall in fourteen following the final dismemberment or absorption of the Army of the West. Terrans pushing east from Broome will have free reign of the north and central regions. And civilians are starting to riot and throw themselves at the feet of advancing Terran armies... if this continues, the Terran flag will be hoisted here in as little as forty eight hours."

Hawthorne thought for a moment. The missile attack had targeted civilians, but no one outside knew about it. In fact, it was possible that the Terrans would just broadcast the triumphant news from down under - the change in public opinion. He could see them spinning it already. Citizens welcoming the liberators, finally shown the light of the new world order. The goodly Terrans bring food and shelter to a people blinded by a corrupt and illegitimate government, which forced them out of their homes and into the desert to wage brutal war in city streets. It sickened him. But Sage wasn't an idiot, nor had he hired any.

"Once they land on the east coast, there will be no stopping them," he said at last. "This government will fall. I was a fool to think we could fight them with our present strength..." He took a key and opened a desk drawer, from which he withdrew a thick packet of documents. He handed them to his defense minister.

"This is..." the minister gasped.

"There are still men and women who believe in what I do," he said, "and if I know them well, they're already at the site. They are to gather what force they can and break out. They will make contact with allies as the successors of the Union. And if we are lucky, one day they'll return... even though we don't deserve it..."

The cabinet nodded in quiet assent.

"This is our final card," Hawthorne announced. "Operation Trojan Horse."

"You can wait here if you like, that is if you dont mind the sounds of contruction" she told them. The base did have a couple extra rooms for officers that were not filled yet but the sound of contruction filled the air every where.

"This will be fine, we don't mind, all we need is an audience with the council."

occ: can we just say that several hours have passed?

OOC: alright then

Several hours passed and in the skies above the base a small aircraft began to land, it was heavily guarded and was escorted in by a squad of mobile suits. After it landed a group of armed guards came out of the craft, followed by the two men and two women of the phoenix council. They walked into one of the few undestroyed buildings, they then sat down at a table set up.

Mr. Fespute turned to Mr. Gregors and Lord Jacob and asked, "Do either of you want to begin the discussion? Im a bit nervous as what to say."

OOC: alright then

Several hours passed and in the skies above the base a small aircraft began to land, it was heavily guarded and was escorted in by a squad of mobile suits. After it landed a group of armed guards came out of the craft, followed by the two men and two women of the phoenix council. They walked into one of the few undestroyed buildings, they then sat down at a table set up.

Jacob began the discussion saying, "Greetings members of the Phoenix Council. I speak on behalf of the United Kingdom of Scandinavia and the European Confederacy as I ask this of you. As you may know, we all share the common goal of keeping the Terran Republic from taking complete control of the Earth. What we wish to achieve is an alliance between our forces to create a joint effort in keeping the Republic from crushing our hopes for freedom. We will discuss any terms that may convince you to join in our efforts." Jacob closed this and awaited the council's answer. Hopefully they would have favorable one, as some of the most important men in Europe didn't come all this way to simply be turned down by a potential ally...

Athens, Greece

Colonel Ansgar had much work to do in re-organizing Greece. There was not only rebuilding of homes and city property to be done, but also the re-distribution of Greece's population. Checking with Captain Hallvard, he had to see how many civilians the Republic had wrongfully sent to it's prisons. The Colonel asked him, "Captain, how many civilians do we have proven innocent so far?
Hallvard answered, "So far Colonel, we have calculated nearly one million civilians proven innocent. Most of them former soldiers before Greece's conquest."
Ansgar said, "Very well. Contact me as soon as you have accounted for every civilian in Greece wrongfully imprisoned. We must give them shelter in any way possible. If they wish for relocation to the Eastern Federation or Scandinavia, be certain to help the most in need."
The Captain confirmed, "Understood Colonel. I will fulfill this criteria."

Athens Prison

As Captain Hallvard checked over the prisoners being freed from the Prison, he was now on his way to interviewing another woman. He asked her, "Greetings madame. You have been cleared of all miniscule charges by the Republic and free for leave. Could you please state your name and choice for new residence?"...

OOC: I think Spit break should answer this.

Meanwhile on the other side of the base Holland and some of the others were finding out about some of the latest news "Greece has fallen!? that means.." Holland said after hearing the news "It means that our comrades could be coming home soon" one man said in response. Holland didn't show it but he was almost ready to cry, he might just be seeing his sister soon.

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Rebpulic Prison camp J377-5A
Greece

Diane Trayvak stood in the court yard of prison lookingout at the countryside, mostly forest and a river. Whats been keeping her alive is the thought of seeing her brother again. She looked at the man "Diane Trayvak, and I would like to go to Egypt" she said to him.

Captain Hallvard listed Diane's name onto the list and took note of her desire to travel to Egypt. He inserted the demands into the computer and it printed out a card for Diane to take. He handed it to her and said, "Very well then. You have clearnce to return to Terran territory and we are certain your people will welcome you back. Have a safe trip."

She took the card "thank you" she said as she walked away, she would get on the first transport out. First though she picked up a news paper to find out the latest news. She turned the page to read that Suez had been taken and everything else that was going on. She knew she had to return, however she was no the only one, there were dozens of members of the Twilight Phoenix's released from the prison.

Several minutes later she got on a civilian ship heading south, she would get off at Suez along with the other to return to her comrades. They were her family and so was Holland.

A long line of mobile suits lumbered into sight on the horizon, and maintenance crews were already assembling outside the drab hangers that made up Site 500's surface facility. There was no way they could all be serviced here. Most of them would be sent farther south to rendezvous with the fleet gathering in the Bight.

Nelson was not pleased with himself. What good were thirty five kills when all they did was bring fresh Terrans forward quicker? He thought that he could've roused the line to charge once he'd created an opening, but the Geminis had proven to be quite resilient. 'I should've been using the system from the beginning if I was going to fight that many... was I too confident? Damn...'

Adam was hovering nearby. He could sense that something wasn't right. "Hey man, what was up with that saber charge? That isn't like you at all."

"I... wanted to save ammo..." Nelson lied. "I figured, if we were going to push forward, I should put them in disarray by..."

"It's that Chinese guy," Adam said. "From Springs. He's in your head."

"Okay, so maybe I borrowed a page or two," Nelson replied, "I need to be ready, so the next time we meet, I can..."

"No, you're doing it wrong," Adam sighed. "You're too good for that, man. The guy I knew at the academy wouldn't take that. When we were having those epic simulator fights, what did you do when I beat you?"

Nelson thought back. Adam had always been a long-range fighter. For a time, he'd tried to adopt the same tactics, but it hadn't helped. In fact, he lost even more. It was too much a departure from what he was used to.

"I'll tell you what you did," Adam continued. "You tried to fight my way, and that was good for me. You know at the end of the day I'm a better marksman. So you went back to the basics. You spend an ungodly amount of time in there practicing your trademark moves and figuring out for yourself how I was exploiting them. And you haven't lost to me since."

"I remember," Nelson said. "I told you that... it wasn't enough to know how you fight. I had to know how you fought ME."

"So why are you trying his moves?" asked Adam. "You've been here before. You can see things about your style that no one else does. Every time you've fought someone, you've tweaked your technique to account for them. If you try to start from scratch, you're just going to look like an idiot."

Nelson sighed. "Tell me that before I fly into a wall of Geminis next time," he said. "We were fortunate to get just about everyone out of there before we caved. The last thing I need is for a mistake like that to kill a whole team."

"Yeah," Adam replied. "And really, the last thing we all need is for me to be the one covering your ass." They shared a bit of nervous laughter. The mood wasn't great, but it wouldn't do them any good to keep stressing.

Laku floated overhead, listening to her teammates. The flight home had been quiet. 'Times like this... it's good to have a friend to talk to.' She sighed and locked onto a homing beacon. She still really didn't know either of them. The past few days hadn't been good for really forming a team... they'd had far too many of these long, quiet retreats. Sure, it was easy enough to throw around a little pre-battle banter while everyone was loose, but it really didn't help her get a feel for how they did things.

Suits were either congregating in their own little packs or meeting up with officers in jeeps who began escorting them south to their final destination. Nelson arrived at the base and began looking for any sign of Mervin... he was receiving a signal that terminated abruptly in the middle of the runway. Adam and Laku made their way over and were likewise confused.

"So..." Laku wondered aloud, "what's the deal here?"

As if to answer her question, the airstrip rumbled and a hatch opened right in front of them. Their radios buzzed. "Welcome to service hatch number three of Site 500!" greeted Mervin. "You guys know the drill, into the mysterious underground base!"

Jacob began the discussion saying, "Greetings members of the Phoenix Council. I speak on behalf of the United Kingdom of Scandinavia and the European Confederacy as I ask this of you. As you may know, we all share the common goal of keeping the Terran Republic from taking complete control of the Earth. What we wish to achieve is an alliance between our forces to create a joint effort in keeping the Republic from crushing our hopes for freedom. We will discuss any terms that may convince you to join in our efforts." Jacob closed this and awaited the council's answer. Hopefully they would have favorable one, as some of the most important men in Europe didn't come all this way to simply be turned down by a potential ally...

Mr. Fespute began, "One of the terms we request is, you provide the three of us a means of safe passage to Sri Lanka. And in return, our countries will help you drive the Terranians out of Egypt and the surrounding area."

The Council stayed quiet for a short time before one of the women spoke "While we welcome the idea of a alliance, and we would be happy to get you to where you ask, we request small shipmeants of High strength building materials, for mobile suit and warship production" she told them as she took a sip of the glass of water she had in front of her.

Jacob and the Prime Minister nodded to the Council's answer and Jacob said, "We are willing to help in any way we find possible. We shall begin shipments as soon as this is told to the House of Representatives."
Prime Minister Gregors added, "Hopefully once we have adequete resources, our combined strength will be able to keep the Terrans from defeating us."

Jacob and the Prime Minister nodded to the Council's answer and Jacob said, "We are willing to help in any way we find possible. We shall begin shipments as soon as this is told to the House of Representatives."
Prime Minister Gregors added, "Hopefully once we have adequete resources, our combined strength will be able to keep the Terrans from defeating us."

"Indeed, our nation will help you as well as soon as word gets back to Parliament. But now we must discuss how you plan to get us to Sri Lanka."

OOC: Time for an IC/bump post.

IC:

Athens, Greece

Night time was falling in the land of Greece. Throughout the day, the Scandinavians and Europeans had much work to do in the relocation of the Greek citizens. As the work was completed for tonight, men such as Captain Hallvard could now rest from the long day. He asked his fellow Captain Ingolf, "Are the civilians relocated in the camps?"

Ingolf answered, "Yes sir. We've confirmed that the civilians are very well safe. We will be able to send them to their designated places starting tommorow."

Hallvard said, "I see, then we shall begin first thing tommor-" but was interrupted by a call from his phone. He brought up the image asking, "Report?"

The other side was showing a team of base members on full combat alert. The one in front said, "Captain! We are engaging a single enemy mobile suit! its destroying everything in its path! Requesting immeadiet-" but the comm link was cut off by an explosion of the base and the red words flashing, 'LINK TERMINATED' stayed on the screen.

Captain Hallvard was uneasy with what was happening. He asked Captain Ingolf, "Do you have the codes for communications with other bases? We may need to call in for military force."

Captain Ingolf answered, "I will contact them immeadietly Captain." but before he could, the base the two men were talking in was shaking and it was a matter of time before they figured out what it was. A blast of energy came falling down on them as it missed them by a few feet, but buried them in debris.

The attacked with this energy was a black mobile suit in the sky that was dealing out blasts of energy on every house and military facility it came across at an alarming speed. Eventually the black Gundam ceased its path of destruction and landed with a thud next to the Athenian airport.

The black Gundam turned around in all directions and saw the destruction it caused. As it was searching though, it turned its attention towards the airport runway. It was as if the Gundam could sense a presence that nothing else could see. Like a dog chasing after a scent, the Gundam blasted off in search of the source.

From the ruble, Captain Hallvard and his assisstant Captain climed out and watched the black Gundam take off. Hallvard questioned to himself, "What the hell happened? What was that Gundam after?"

Captain Ingolf answered, "I don't know what. But its goal must not have been to destroy the European occupiers..." ...

"Theres a civilan ship moving through here tomorrow, we can easily get you abord under false names, as a civilian ship the Republic wont be stopping for a search or any thing, it should get you all the way there" one of the men said.

Estimated time to Polynesian Fleet's landing at Brisbane: 5 hours
Estimated time until Terran army attacks Perth: 1.5 hours
Mobile suits defending Perth: 4000
Mobile suits gathered at Site 500/Great Australian Bight: 3000
Hawthorne Administration approval rating: 15%

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Simms sat in his bed and stared at the ceiling. He was concerned what had happened to his army in his absence. The wounds he'd received, he could care less about... he was still alive, and that was all that mattered. But he had been relieved of his left arm and bore a scar that cut across his entire face. His strength had finally returned, and he wanted to know what happened.

Mervin entered the room with a nurse. "Good to see you're awake, sir," he said, as the nurse began detaching various tubes from Simms' body. "Up for a walk?"

"Never felt better in my life," Simms muttered, using his arm to prop himself up. He hopped out of bed and stretched. Everything seemed to be in order. "I suppose I owe you for saving me," he said, "but I need to know what's happened to my men. What's the status of the Army of the West?"

Mervin's face fell. "That's what I wanted to talk about," he said. "Let's go to the control room." The two walked through the facility and entered a room filled with console operators. They were updating positions on a map by marking troop movements with pin. There was an alarming disparity between the number of Terran pins and Union pins. Mervin ran through the developments of the previous few hours.

"So... it's over then," sighed Simms. "And it's my fault..."

"Definitely not. No one's blaming you," said Mervin. "You couldn't prevent the line from falling apart any more than you could've prevented the strike that destroyed your headquarters. And the fleet betrayed us on its own."

"They betrayed us because we failed to stop the advance," Simms said.

"Well, all that matters right now is the situation we're in," Mervin replied. "We have two options. We can sit here and surrender, or we can move."

"I'm all for continuing the fight," answered Simms. "But I don't see how it's possible without being annihilated needlessly... we're hopelessly outnumbered and our government is hours from collapsing."

"There IS an option, though," said Mervin. "We have a hardened force waiting for us in the south under the command of Admiral Hall. The mission is to break out into the Indian Ocean and seek allies. We will then aid them in their own struggles, fulfilling the desire of Representative Hawthorne for a worldwide coalition against Terra. We can then return and liberate Oceania once we've obtained the necessary force. It's called 'Operation Trojan Horse.'"

"Trojan Horse..." mused Simms. "Hall's action at Carnarvon gives us just the window we need. Although it will be difficult is we run into too many battles, especially in terms of resupply..."

"Hawthorne has sent us this along with the orders..." Mervin cut in, opening a suitcase.

A bright glow emerged. Simms' eyes grew wide. "This is..."

"Gold bullion," said Mervin, "since we can't expect Union money to be good anymore. He thought of everything."

"And if we're lucky, we can raid Terran supply trains or even capture damaged units..." Simms picked up. "We can't expect to do business everywhere, plus it may be difficult to recoup losses. It may be more prudent to disable enemies rather than destroying them outright. That way it's a double blow."

"See, we can do this!" said Mervin. "Now, as you can probably guess, Admiral Hall will be in command. However, we will need you once we begin land operations. Plus, we have a vessel in need of a captain."

"Captain? Me?"

"I'll admit it's a step down from leading the whole Army of the West, but trust me, this post is unlike anything in the fleet..."

Nelson, Adam, and Laku were sitting in a small break room while their mobile suits were attended to. Nelson was on one end of a couch, slouching slightly with one arm on a rest and the other and his side. Adam was sprawling lazily on another. Laku had grabbed a few bottles of water from a vending machine and brought them over. She tossed one at Adam and handed the other to Nelson as she joined him on the sofa.

"Thanks," said Nelson, taking a drink. "I really need to remember to fill my canteen before I go out."

"No problem," she replied. Silence for a bit. They all drank a bit and let themselves cool down after the long desert march. "So..." she said. "I, uh, hope you guys don't mind or anything, but I was kind of listening to you talking on the way back."

"Well, you're part of the crew, it's natural," said Adam. "Sorry if it felt like we were leaving you out or anything, but it seems like this guy over here got hopeless without me." Nelson rolled his eyes and took a long drink.

"I guess... the thing is, I had just joined the elite legion this year, so I only barely know you, Adam, and I don't really know Nelson at all," Laku said. "And I want to be there for you guys the way you are for each other. It's important to have that kind of a connection when things get rough out there... am I making sense?"

"Like, team-building or whatever?" Adam asked. "I guess, although could you make it sound less... precious?"

"Sorry," said Laku, taking a big gulp of water. "But you know what I mean, right?"

"Yeah, I get you," said Nelson. "Well then... what do you want to know?"

"I guess, right now, I just want to know what kind of fighter you are," she said, "and why the last few fights have been so hard for you. Because to me, it looked like you were doing incredible, there were just too many of them..."

"I wasn't saying he did bad," Adam interjected. "But it looked awkward seeing him just dive into the line like that. Because Nelson's always been a more reactive fighter."

"Yeah..." said Nelson. "My nickname in the legion was 'Dark Reflection,' since my primary technique is to use an opponent's attacks against them. I've always had good reflexes and the ability to read opponents, so I can usually figure out their attack patterns and then adapt my own movements to sort of make them lock into a set... so when they execute, I already know it's coming... and boom."

"It's scary when this guy figures you out in the middle of a fight, because you can't tell he's moving differently... but he's really tricking you into doing exactly what he wants," said Adam. "And I've seen him do it against big enemy formations all at once, so it's not like he was overwhelmed by their fire or anything..."

"So then, what was different? That you charged in and tried to cut them down from the start?" asked Laku.

"Yeah, by taking the initiative, you place yourself at a disadvantage," Nelson answered. "But with that Chinese guy, Tong... I tried to figure out his moves, but he was just so fast, and never the same thing twice... that's a Beta for you, I guess. He just pounded away without hesitation, so I thought that maybe I could get stronger if I developed some techniques like that. But I can't react to changes on the battlefield as easily when I'm already committed to a thrust forward."

"I think I understand..." said Laku. "Then, I disagree with you, Adam."

"Huh?"

"A reactive stance can be powerful as long as you have control, which is easy to get against grunts," Laku explained. "This Tong is a Beta, you said? If that's true, he's probably not as easy to dupe as the regulars. He can actually notice subtle changes in movement, and if he knows you're only going to react to what he does, it makes his life a lot easier. He knows that as long as he's careful with his attacks, he can hack away and worry about only light retaliation. That's why he doesn't present any discernible pattern... he adapts his attacks based on where he might leave himself open. Now, HE'S the one reacting to YOU."

Adam sat up and blinked. "You know... I never really thought of that! Nels, you get all that?"

"So... I do need some aggression in my technique, but only to reassert my position..." Nelson said. But in the back of his mind, there were still lingering issues. 'But that's not all... part of it's the system. The Gundam itself. I... I think I'm afraid of what it can do to me, so I don't push it to its full potential...'

"Yeah, part of being the player is realizing when you're being played!" Adam said. "Dang, we should've come to you sooner."

"I'm just glad I can help," she said. "After all, we're a team, right?"

"I'm almost afraid to ask you to analyze my battle technique," Adam laughed.

"Maybe later, because I think the Chief wanted to meet us in the main hanger right about now," said Laku. "I wonder what this is about..."

"I completely forgot!" exclaimed Nelson. "He said something about new orders? In any case, we'll have to talk a lot more, later. We still need to hear your story, Laku."

Laku smiled and saluted. "Count on it, Lieutenant!"

"Theres a civilan ship moving through here tomorrow, we can easily get you abord under false names, as a civilian ship the Republic wont be stopping for a search or any thing, it should get you all the way there" one of the men said.

"Perfect."

((ooc: sorry about the delay... been a crazy weekend))

Terran Press release

It is a great day for the republic. with the colapse of the Union millitary coupled with the betrayl of the Pacific Islands the union has colapsed on its self. our political analysts have reported that compaired to the surge in popularity ther hawthorne gained after the sucess of the referendem that led to the expulsion of the Terran forces and the past couple days it has plumited to record lows. it suprising that his ministers haven ousted him and held him to account for his actions wich directly led to the fall of the Union and the masive loss of life on both side of the conflict.

we only hope the rest of the world will take stock of what happend here and what the full might of a unifed world can do. with the Order that comesfrom Unity and the strength of our leadership there is nothing the republic cant do. don't make the same mistake as the Oceanic Union Join a united earth. indevidualy you are weak but together we are strong.

"What ever the case may be we need to act quickly, we need to find away to slow Republic forces down in there advance in the union" the other woman said to every one.

OOC: No problem Kratna, mine's not so calm either.

Paris, France

Sage was about to make another speach today, this time next to his French allies. The crowd was waiting outside anxiously awaiting to hear the future world leader adress the fall of the Oceanic Union. Their devotion was rewarded when Vice President Maynerd Caedmon stepped out and said, "People of Terra, I give you... The President of the Terran Republic, Brendon Sage!" The audience cheered as they saw the old President step out onto the podium and waited for them to stop cheering before he began his speech. About thirty seconds after the cheering was done, Sage's speech began...

"My brothers and sisters of Terra... Today, was a day of heavy losses and heavy gains. Which outweighs the other is a matter of debate, but what is not debatable is how grevious the loss of human life has been over this past week...

"Today, we see the collapse of the Oceanic Union. A nation who we believed to be our ally but turned on us without cause. This behavior is regretable, seeing that this war must continue...

"But if this sacrifice is needed, then I will see to it that this is paid with as little death as possible. If the blood of millions must be spilled to achieve our grand dream, we must be willing to face that challenge! There are many to this day who still resist the great dream of a united Terra, but for what reasons are these? They resist it, because they do not want peace! Once peace is achieved, once humanity is brought under one nation, their political opinions will no longer matter!

"These corrupt individuals will stop at nothing to see the Earth remain as it always has, divided, chaotic and in constant war. All this only for the sake of keeping their seats of power! You my siblings of Terra, have given me the power thirty years ago to ensure that the days of chaos and destruction end on Earth!

"I will not bow down to tyrants who wish for wars to forever ravage the Earth, I will lead our armies across the Earth to ensure that the last of them is taught the final lesson humanity will ever need to learn! I will teach those tyrants, that humanity can live in a united world when humanity places enough power into hands of one strong leader! And that leader will always have has the strength and leadership to bring order and unity to this planet!!!"

The speech closed and Terran and French citizens began waving Terran flags showing their patriotism. Brendon Sage was as charismatic as he was for many years and clearly had a strong grip on many people to this day. He walked towards the Chancellor's Palace as the Terran national anthem played...

"What ever the case may be we need to act quickly, we need to find a way to slow Republic forces down in there advance in the union" the other woman said to every one.

Prime Minister Gregors agreed, "We must indeed find a way. If the Union is destroyed before we arrive, we will have lost a formidable ally."
Jacob added, "We shall have to act swiftly then. The civilian ship should arrive tommorow, so we will at the very least have a chance of reaching Union territory."
Prime Minister Gregors questioned, "Yes indeed, but there may be a problem. The Gundam you captured, my lord. What are we to do with it?"...

"Mobile suits are as easy to hide as humans, we got our mobile suits by hiding them on transports" the same man said. The second woman then spoke up "From here the best thing for us to do is to hit there central asia supply lines, and to hit them were it hurts, within weeks there supplies here in africa will be running out and they will be forced to leave, it will give our group more chance for recruitment and resources, from there we will be able to push into central asia"

OOC: I really need to come up with names for them

"Mobile suits are as easy to hide as humans, we got our mobile suits by hiding them on transports" the same man said. The second woman then spoke up "From here the best thing for us to do is to hit there central asia supply lines, and to hit them were it hurts, within weeks there supplies here in africa will be running out and they will be forced to leave, it will give our group more chance for recruitment and resources, from there we will be able to push into central asia"

OOC: I really need to come up with names for them

Prime Minister Gregors agreed, "I see. Then we will be certain to assist your members in the attack on the supply lines. Once the meeting in Sri Lanka is accomplished though, will be able to initiate an effective offensive against the Republic."...

As the Council was speaking, a dangerous foe was flying in the direction Jacob and the Prime Ministers had taken. The black Gundam that destroyed much of Athens was coming closer and closer towards Egypt...

"I have a final closing question. Do you, by any chance, happen to have people seeking asylum here that, say.........question the motives of Terra, just puting it softly. If their is anyone here that wishes to travel with us, please let us know."

"I am afraid I do not know every one on this base so I dont know if there are any" one of the men said. Then one of the women pulled out a map of both africa and the middle east "There are several republic open air mines in the middile east, and one large one in africa, if we can capture the one in africa and disrupt the ones in central asia raw materials to there factories in china will slow down" she said to them giving them a prime target to hit.

OOC: is that black gundam going to actually reach me? Hollands going to have to save the day unless it doesn't attack untill tomorrow, then I could have Diane save the day :P

OOC: It's supposed to arrive tommorow in the morning. Do you need any help making names for your commanders?

IC:
Prime Minister Gregors reviewed the plan and said, "It seems to be an important location for the Terrans. If this will indeed slow down production in the Republic, then we must take this opportunity when possible."
Jacob checked the plans and agreed hesitantly, "If we must face the Republic there, then I pray this will work in our favor."...

OOC: It's supposed to arrive tommorow in the morning. Do you need any help making names for your commanders?

IC:
Prime Minister Gregors reviewed the plan and said, "It seems to be an important location for the Terrans. If this will indeed slow down production in the Republic, then we must take this opportunity when possible."
Jacob checked the plans and agreed hesitantly, "If we must face the Republic there, then I pray this will work in our favor."...

"Yes, it would also give chances for us to ally with rebel groups in the region. Is the boat supposed to arrive tommorow morning? If that is the case then we will need fake ID's."

Sydney

Hawthorne sat in his office, alone save for his top military aide. Brisbane had been occupied with no bloodshed. In fact, troops there had joined the Polynesian Fleet and Republic escorts in their march south. There were rumors of additional Terran forces in the islands waiting to make their move. The building was besieged by rioters. It was over. "It looks like the only way this nation and I will live on is through Trojan Horse," he said. "For now, we must ensure that our people and cities are molested no further. I guess I should have expected this response if things got out of hand... after all, they voted simply to expel the Terrans, not start a war."

"It seems to be that, when you get right down to it, people would rather live as dogs than die as men," the aide said. "I guess they didn't count on that, nor did we, for that matter."

"Well, then..." Hawthorne rose from his seat. "You and the other ministers will present me to the crowd below. Make up whatever story you want about how I rigged everything. The truth of this One Week War will be buried."

"Those of us who still believe in your cause will start an underground, be sure of that," said the aide.

Site 500

Mervin and Simms were on their way to the main hanger, chatting about plans for the escape. "So, you're saying we'll capture Diego Garcia, and use that as a jumping point?"

"Yeah, its importance had been diminished by Terran land gains, and we can use their communications equipment to figure out where to go next."

"But Sri Lanka is...?"

"Surprised they haven't been overrun by India yet... we have two legions at a base north of Columbo, but that's it. We might be able to move them south to help, but..."

The two emerged into the hanger housing the former Union's last great weapon: the Great White-class combat carrier (OOC: Stats page!). It looked nothing like the naval vessels Simms was used to - this thing looked busy. Wings and things coming out the back, and what appeared to be a four-legged design that perhaps gave the ship its codename. The two in the back served as propulsion, the two in front were mobile suit hangers. Its guns glistened, just waiting to fire their first shots.

"This is... S Project?!" said Simms.

"Yes, sir," replied Mervin. "All theatre power projection - it flies, it swims. Beam cannons to punch through enemy positions and ships, computer-controlled AA guns providing three-sixty cover, and of course..." He motioned towards the three pilots, who had just emerged into the hanger and were likewise staring in awe. "... A first-class complement of general-use mobile suits."

"Holy shit, Chief!" yelled Adam, as they walked over. "You guys have been hiding this for how long?!"

"We only just finished it a few days before the war started, and we've been getting her combat-capable since then," replied Mervin. "It's ready to fly, now, and will be the symbol of the old Union. You three will make up our MS team for now... there's room for more, which we'll worry about after we've started fighting."

"Should we... bring the suits onboard?" asked Nelson.

"That'd be nice," replied Mervin. "Bring them into deck one, there on the right. Deco two's a bit occupied right now, which is another reason for the smaller capacity."

"Oh, what's in there?" asked Nelson.

"Nothing we can use right away, just a little project of mine," replied Mervin. "I'll show you guys once we get settled in, since it might be useful if I can work out the kinks." And that would take quite awhile, given all the things he had to address. Damn Core, how could they have approved that design?! If he could just solve the overheating...

In less than an hour, everything was in order. Crews and supplies were onboard. Simms was on the bridge with his captain's coat draped over his body. "I don't know if I'll get used to this..." he was muttering, sitting in his chair and familiarizing himself with his console.

"If you have any problems, you can just bring them to me, sir," Mervin answered.

"All personnel and equipment have been accounted for, sir," announced a bridge operator. "We're ready to depart at any time."

"Roger that," said Simms. "Does she have a name yet, Chief Harris?"

"She's the first of the class," Mervin replied, "so 'Great White' will do just fine."

"All right, then. Great White, prepare to take off! We'll rendezvous with the Hall Fleet!" The powerplant, which had been alive and humming, now kicked into full gear. The ship lurched as it began to ascend. The ceiling gave way to sunlight as the hatch folded neatly aside. The bridge was lit by the sky. 'With this... can we really make a difference?' Simms thought. The engines in the rear began to churn and the ship pushed forward.

"indeed if the opertunity arises, we need to capitalize on it and make our move, As for the boat, it will arrive at 8:30 in the morning your ID cards will be ready by then" the woman said.

Meanwhile a truck carrying a mobile suit stopped by the hanger. The mobile suit was covered, it had no assigned pilot yet, it was a brand new model with no other like it in the world. It might just save them all one day.

OOC: na im fine

(OOC: ... Jagaro?)

The Australian mainland faded from sight as the Great White made it to sea. To conserve fuel, she retracted her wings and made a steady gliding approach to the choppy waters below, settling down on the surface and proceeding on the surface at combat speed. "We should catch up to Hall's rear in about an hour," Simms said. "From there we can make plans for attacking Diego Garcia. Does anyone know what happened to Beckett and his ship?"

"We don't see any matching signatures on the scope," replied an operator. "We'll continue searching."

"Let me know if you can find him or the carrier," he said. "We can at least pay him an ingot or two for what he's done so far. If would be great if he could join us, although paying for his services might prove difficult..."

And so began the long journey of the Hall Fleet, survivors and successors of the Oceanic Union.

Space - Carrier Omnipotence

tong was slightly dissapointed that he wouldn't be able to participate in the final fall of the Union, but he was content in the knolage that it was his actions that had made it possable with establishing a beachhead at Port Hedland and with the initial push inland. he enjoyed reading the battle reports and how mercylessly they were being crushed. the battle of perth had be burtal as it was short witht htere millitary facilities taken out by the missile strike along with communications and other civilian structures making there defence dissorgonised at best.

Reports had begun to filter in of the sucessfull landings at brisbane and the rapid spred of polynesian and now terran forces in the east parts of australia it wouldn't be much longer before the union had been brought under the heal of the republic

tong got up from his seet and floated to the door and down the hall to the breifing room, it was time the republics hold on earth was nearly compleat it was time to move there actions into space and tong had been graced with that responcibility

"gentalmen greetings... the target of your mission... the scandanavian Colony"

((ooc: dunn dunn dunnnn tune in next time... :D :D ))

Morning.....Phoenix Headquarters

"Well, we now all have our fake ID's, and the boat should be here at this dock in an hour," Mr. Fespute said.

"By then, the boat should be heading to............what is that off in the distance?......Is that........a gundam?"

OOC: sorry I am going away to collage so that has been tieing up my time alot

After the Battle at Ashburn Travis retreated back to his carrier which they kept hiden amongst the islands of the Bonaparte Archipelago where he contined to raid terran patrols and small garisons. But something kept on buging him with the collapse of the Oceanic Union who would pay him.

Grace Wilder his cheif tech suport and one of his best friends came up to the table where he was siting "what's wrong are you still brooding over the job with the union?" With that she gave him a swift smack upside the head "get over it already, some times you just don't payed."

"Your right but I think I know how to get their attention if there is still anyone left to pay me and make up for lost pay if there isn't. I am going to hit the air base at Duby."

OOC: sorry I am going away to collage so that has been tieing up my time alot

After the Battle at Ashburn Travis retreated back to his carrier which they kept hiden amongst the islands of the Bonaparte Archipelago where he contined to raid terran patrols and small garisons. But something kept on buging him with the collapse of the Oceanic Union who would pay him.

Grace Wilder his cheif tech suport and one of his best friends came up to the table where he was siting "what's wrong are you still brooding over the job with the union?" With that she gave him a swift smack upside the head "get over it already, some times you just don't payed."

"Your right but I think I know how to get their attention if there is still anyone left to pay me and make up for lost pay if there isn't. I am going to hit the air base at Duby."

(OOC: Ah, no prob, good luck with that.)

The clear skies of the Indian Ocean were a welcome respite from the ravages of the desert, but Simms was aware that there was plenty to do. Although they were clear of Terra's electronic blackout by now, they themselves had to jam radar and radio frequencies to avoid detection. The plan was to maintain silence until Diego was in range, at which point the blackout would end and the base would get pounded from out of nowhere. His main concern was how India would respond once the attack began. In the worst case scenario, the fleet could flee south and head for free Africa, worrying how to get north later. He was certain that the Terran hold on that continent wasn't nearly as suffocating as it was elsewhere.

Admiral Hall, with the main fleet, was himself searching for a suitable route. IMMD subs with Leatherback escorts were already moving ahead, and it was unlikely that Aquarius had seen wide deployment yet. But what after that? The Suez was the quickest way to reach Europe, but he had to be sure that Twilight Phoenex was still in control. There had been no news since its capture, and it had possibly been retaken. That would force them to advance over land and lose fleet support. For that, one possibility was to contact Tehran, although they weren't the friendliest bunch to deal with. Additionally, Terra's bases in Israel were strong, even if desert combat was their thing. Working up through Africa was risky but was the only option left. They could sail around the Cape, but that was too long and dangerous to be considered.

Star had spent a large part of the day roaming the town with a guide she had gotten a little money from the girl whos cloths she had borrowed to buy afew things of her own... it certanatly wasn't fassionable clothes by any stretch of the imagenation but it was functionable service able and it fit properly and didn't look half bad.

she had had dinner in one of the little shops. trying the local food wich wasn't half bad. she was interupted from her after dinner reflections when one of the group she had left with informed her that they where headded back she paid for her meal with the last of what little money she had and climbed aboard the truck with the few packages from her shoping trip and sat silently on the way back to the base.

she imediatly notaced the transport she had spoted earlyer angling in to land was still there along with a new aircraft the base suddenly seemed to popular for her and it set her on edge, she was trying to hide not get caught. it was a good thing her new get up also doubled as a disguise.

she hopped out of the truck near the Mobile suit hanger and quickly strode over to the Darkstar and entered the code gaining acess to the cockpit and entered. it wasn't spacous and it certanetly wasn't quarters but it was her own space. she closed the cockpit and quickly changed out of the borowed clothes doning her own changing her look once again tucking her hair up into a hat and putting on a pair of sunglasses (a smart purchase in the desert) she checked on Her Gundams statuse entering the master encription key noting that it had been recharged and the missiles restocked he could leave if she wanted too but it would be a dangourous trip through Terran ocupied India to reach the union with no chance of resupply untill she reached it it would be to risky alone so for now she'd have to trust in her new hosts for transportation.

she reenterd the Key locking the system back up and powered it down again before exiting loking nothng like her former self. infact someone would have to get rather close before hopeing to identifiy her amoungst the others in the base, but that was the point of a disguise.

she wanderd around eventualy making it to the northern end of the base the sun just begining to set over the western horizen and for a moment even though it was impossable even for a Beta she thought she heard the sounds of the liberation of greece carried on the wind across the med... something jacob would have wanted but would never see.

((ooc: yes she still thinks he's dead and i would like to keep it that way for a while yet :) ))

OOC: Ah good ole morning, family reunion time :P

The passanger ship soon docked at Suez and people began to get on and off of the ship. About four dozen people stayed at the base, one of those people was Diane. She began to make her way through the crowd to the mess hall as she was hungry, so many people were greeting her and the other.

When she got through the crowd of people she walked past the under contruction buildings towards the mess hall. Holland was walking into the mess hall when Diane saw him "HOLLAND!!" she yelled in joy to see her younger brother. Holland turned only to see his older sister "Di-Diane? DIANE!!" he yelled back. She ran right at him, grabing him and giving him a hug. Holland huged her back, and even began to cry, his sister was alive.

OOC: Gotcha Kratna. How long should this be kept going?

IC: As the black Gundam zoomed into the Egyptian Suez, it saw the base the Twilight Phoenix was stationed in. Any normal enemy would have immeadietly destroyed it, but it apparently did not want to simply destroy the base. It seemed as if the Gundam was waiting for something outside the base. As it came within a mile of the base, it landed on its two feet, crossed its arms and assumed a waiting position...

As Prime Minister Gregors and Prime Minister Fespute awoke, they walked out with their diguises. It was certainly something different for two men of great national importance, but Jacob's was another story entirely... Rolf Gregors asked Fespute, "Could you please wait a moment, Prime Minister? I must see if Lord Jacob is ready." He excused himself and walked off to Jacob's quarters.

Prime Minister Gregors knocked on Jacob's door asking, "My Lord, are you fully dressed?"
Jacob answered, "I am not certain Mr. Gregors. I do not know if this... I know you requested a special disguise for me, but isn't this too far?"
Rolf Gregors opened the door and saw Jacob almost finished with his disguise... conisting of the veiled Hijab... Wearing the clothes of a woman was certainly the last thing Jacob would have ever seen himself doing, especially as a Prince. He was teased for appearing as a woman during his childhood, but this was simply ridiculous. Gregors stepped forward and said, "Allow me to help you my lord. I'll ensure that this disguise works."...

A few minutes later, Prime Minister Gregors returned with Jacob in the full Hijab. He was as well disguised as Star was at the time, except trying to find out it was him would be far more difficult. Gregors told Jacob, "Speak as little as possible. We do not want anyone suspecting your true identity my lord."
Jacob confirmed, "I shall."
Prime Minister Gregors checked the location of the docks and agreed, "Very well. We have had a smooth going so far, we may yet make it." As soon as he heard Fespute's comment about the Gundam though, he questioned, "What are you... What is that?" as he noticed the black Gundam standing outside the base....

OOC: Gotcha Kratna. How long should this be kept going?

IC: As the black Gundam zoomed into the Egyptian Suez, it saw the base the Twilight Phoenix was stationed in. Any normal enemy would have immeadietly destroyed it, but it apparently did not want to simply destroy the base. It seemed as if the Gundam was waiting for something outside the base. As it came within a mile of the base, it landed on its two feet, crossed its arms and assumed a waiting position...

As Prime Minister Gregors and Prime Minister Fespute awoke, they walked out with their diguises. It was certainly something different for two men of great national importance, but Jacob's was another story entirely... Rolf Gregors asked Fespute, "Could you please wait a moment, Prime Minister? I must see if Lord Jacob is ready." He excused himself and walked off to Jacob's quarters.

Prime Minister Gregors knocked on Jacob's door asking, "My Lord, are you fully dressed?"
Jacob answered, "I am not certain Mr. Gregors. I do not know if this... I know you requested a special disguise for me, but isn't this too far?"
Rolf Gregors opened the door and saw Jacob almost finished with his disguise... conisting of the veiled Hijab... Wearing the clothes of a woman was certainly the last thing Jacob would have ever seen himself doing, especially as a Prince. He was teased for appearing as a woman during his childhood, but this was simply ridiculous. Gregors stepped forward and said, "Allow me to help you my lord. I'll ensure that this disguise works."...

A few minutes later, Prime Minister Gregors returned with Jacob in the full Hijab. He was as well disguised as Star was at the time, except trying to find out it was him would be far more difficult. Gregors told Jacob, "Speak as little as possible. We do not want anyone suspecting your true identity my lord."
Jacob confirmed, "I shall."
Prime Minister Gregors checked the location of the docks and agreed, "Very well. We have had a smooth going so far, we may yet make it." As soon as he heard Fespute's comment about the Gundam though, he questioned, "What are you... What is that?" as he noticed the black Gundam standing outside the base....

"Obviously It knows we are hear, this must be the work of Mr. Sage. Either this is just a coincidence, or its after us. By now if the Gundam has far communication cabablilites, its already informed Mr. Sage that all three of us are hear. Now what do we do?" Mr. Fespute asked.

It was a good question Prime Minister Fespute brought up, but nothing seemed to ease their concern for the black Gundam. Rolf answered him, "I believe we may do our best to lie low until we find a way to escape."
Jacob asked him, "But could it actually be the work of the Republic? If it was, wouldn't it have destroyed us by now?"
Prime Minister Gregors nodded in agreement saying, "Yes... If it was a Terran mobile suit, why does it simply stand there? Why does it not attack us?" This question was likely to linger for a while. As the men questioned the Gundam's intentions, the black Gundam remained as still as a statue as if it were still waiting for something...

Holland stopped hugging Diane and stepped back "its so good to see you again sis" he said to her. Diane still had tears in her eyes, she had not seen Holland in a long time "Its been to long little brother" she said walking over to him and messing with his hair "Hey!" Holland said before they both started to laugh. Meanwhile the base was watching the unknown mobile suit outside the base.

It was a good question Prime Minister Fespute brought up, but nothing seemed to ease their concern for the black Gundam. Rolf answered him, "I believe we may do our best to lie low until we find a way to escape."
Jacob asked him, "But could it actually be the work of the Republic? If it was, wouldn't it have destroyed us by now?"
Prime Minister Gregors nodded in agreement saying, "Yes... If it was a Terran mobile suit, why does it simply stand there? Why does it not attack us?" This question was likely to linger for a while. As the men questioned the Gundam's intentions, the black Gundam remained as still as a statue as if it were still waiting for something...

"Maybe its wating for some sort of retaliation or attack.........from.....the Gundam Jacob stole. It may have tracked it here."

As the black Gundam stood outside the base, members began to question what its intentions were. Among the viewers was Jaron. He turned to one of the Twilight Phoenix members and asked, "Do you think it's probably waiting for us to make the first strike?"
The member answered, "It is hard to tell. It does not speak to say it is our ally, yet it does not attack to say it is our enemy either..."

Jacob and Rolf questioned the idea of the Gundam searching for the Gundam Jacob stole, but it definately could not be ruled out. How else could the Gundam guess where it was hidden? Rolf excused himself saying, "Excuse me, I must check with the technicians."

The Prime Minister went to meet with several of the technicians preparing the stolen Gundam for departure. He asked one of them, "Gentlemen, have you made sure that there are no tracking devices to be found on the Gundam?"
One answered, "Yes we did. Not a single one to be found. If there were any, we would have informed you and questioned your group if they were not spies."
Rolf nodded and wondered, "What is that Gundam's purpose?"...

"Well, Im out of sugestions, but why else would it come here? And more importantly, how do we get to the boat without being seen?"

Holland and Diane were interupted over the radio "Holland we got a mobile suit south of here" came over the radio "Roger, tell Luna to meet us at the hanger" he responded, he then turned to Diane "Lets do this as a family" he said to her. She nodded her head "yeah lets get them" she said to him as the two dashed for the hanger. Both of them were running as fast as they could, racing each other, then they both got to thehanger "I won little brother, again" Diane said taunting him.

They met up with Luna but there was a problem "Holland I dont have a mobile suit" Diane said. Holland walked over to the truck that had arrived they day before "This is yours now" he said pulling the tarp off. He then jumped down "Lets load up" he then said as they all climbed into there suits. Diane's suit was different from the others as it started up the name of the unit came up "GAT-X105E+AQM/E-M1 Strike E IWSP, wow this thing has alot of fire power, lets do this" she said as the three mobile suits rose from the ground and walked to the south side of the base.

The black Gundam propped its head up and saw the three mobile suits arrive towards its location. It allowed them to come closer to investigate him and hardly even moved. It was questionable if the Gundam was prepared for battle, but if prompted to do so, the black Gundam might show its true power. It watched the opponent mobile suits move towards him and waited for them to make the first move...

"Now might be our chance, we can sneek over to the boat." Mr. Fespute said.

Prime Minister Gregors and Jacob heard Prime Minister Fespute's statement it would be a good time to leave. Rolf told the Prince, "My lord, we must be on our way now. It is of the utmost importance that you reach the Oceanic Union alive." Jacob would have argued against this, but knew what Rolf spoken was truth. If he did not reach the Union, the influence for an alliance with the nation would be almost impossible.
He told Rolf, "Very well then, let's be on our way." He and the Prime Minister jumped onto the turck taking them to their destination at the docks. Hopefully, the Twilight Phoenix would be resourceful enough to get them out of the base before any combat between the mobile suits occured...

The three suits stood ready at the south edge of the base. Two Wild Daggers and the Strike E IWSP Gundam fully armed and ready. If the enemy suit did not attack they would not either. However if it went for the civilian ship they would attack, defending those who cant defend them selves is one of the main principles of the Twilight Phoenix.

The black mobile suit obviously noticed that the opponent mobile suits were adopting his same mehtods. It became apparent when it asked the three a question. It asked them in a robotic monotoned voice, "Where, hides the Warrior of Terra?" and waited for an answer...

The three seemed a little confused by the voice and the question "We do not know of any Warrior of Terra here" Diane responded to the strange mobile suit.

The black Gundam heard the answer and was obviously not pleased with it. As if an attempt to make the question easier, the Gundam asked in the same voice, "Where hides the Warrior risen from Crete who destroyed an army in but a single day?"...

Still confused at the choice of words they needed more specifics "This warrior you speak of, does it have a name?" Diane then said to the strange suit.

The black Gundam answered, "There was a Gundam that arrived here the day before. There is a boy who brought it with him and took the power of Terra with him. Will you bring him to me or must I grasp him from you?" If the black mobile suit wasn't given an answer, there was a good chance it would start its own search for this "Warrior of Terra"...

Holland knew who he was talking about "The warrior is here, but he is under the protection of the Phoenix" he said as he stood ready "Either way, if you intend on turning this place into a battle field, please allow the civilian ship to leave" Diane then added.