I was waiting for results from our recon probe to come back.
Make sure nothing's changed
Enemy strength seems to be about what the UNS recon mission saw.
There's a new model peppered amidst their forces now, though.
GN-X. You were right, chief. They've been making GN drives.
Sensors will be of limited use. Targeting should be restricted to image tracking only.
The reinforcements we're expecting haven't shown up.
They may be in hiding.
Or even still en route. After all, we folded here. If they're using conventional drives, they won't be here for weeks.
But I wouldn't count on it. Be ready for more enemies to show up at any moment.
Hell, let's assume the worst-case scenario. Expect defold signatures during combat. If anyone would strap fold boosters to a mobile suit, it'd be Char. And I think he can pull off dropping an elite team into the middle of a raging dogfight, too.
Of course, this is an unknown quantity.
Char has standards, so we may be on the same side.
They say the enemy of my enemy is my ally.
Until we find out who's in charge of this operation here, it's gonna be hard to guess what happens.
There is one thing that bothers me...
*brings up a scout probe sensor feed*
Everyone is already deployed, and on full alert. The hangers seem to be empty, and sensors are on full. So much for the surprise attack.
It's like they know we're here already. But they aren't they coming for... us?
*squints at a point near the station, then magnifies a grid location*
No... they don't know we're here. They just want to make sure nothing interferes... shit!
*takes a deep breath*
EVERYONE SCRAMBLE! NOW! THE SHUTTLE'S ALREADY HEADED FOR JUPITER!
*runs for the door*
Ignore all hostiles you can! That shuttle has four Big Zam Kais, and there's bays for a dozen mobile suits. I'm assuming GN-drive units. Probably advanced prototypes or high-end conventional units that've been retrofit to use GN drives.
If they harness The Power, it's over. The shuttle is the ONLY target that matters! We'll worry about everyone else later!
*leaps in the YF-21, launches*
Hawks, Shara, you're with me. Spearhead formation, I'm point. Full throttle and to hell with the reaction mass. Break off when we get in range of the shuttle. I don't want you caught when me and Shara go thermonuclear on their ass. Mike, fire all guns. Plow the road for us.
*a dozen rogers echo back, as the launching VFs drop into formation and weapons fire cuts loose from the Focker*
Dammit, why couldn't we borrow a New Macross?
"Believe me, if there was one free, we'd have brought it. We'll just have to hope the Focker lives up to it's name. CAROL! THE JOLLY ROGER!"
*grins in spite of himself as the classic skull and crossbones is projected out into space*
Well, with that on our side, we can't possibly lose.
...
Who in the brass approved that piece of hardware, anyways?
*the spearhead opens fire on a group of Regulds*
Contact!
"Hell if I know who approved it. Gunners! Point 37-Delta! "
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