Mobile Suit Gundam: Road to Axis

The year is UC 0081, it's been two years since Zeon's defeat of the OYW. Zeon has no strong holds, and all their fleets are all but dead. However, a secret Manufacturing plant on the dark side of the Moon still remains. Its loyalty lies with Zeon, and they have newly designed Zeonic Mobile Suits. Fortunately there is one more fleet that can use these new model Mobile Suits . . . The Mars Fleet

Chapter 7: Detour
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> February 2, 0081
1635
Blitzkrieg

The Blitzkrieg crept through the vast darkness of space. It had begun its journey to Axis two days ago. Partially due to a highly successful attack, and the clean launch of all the ships, they had a five day time cushion on the Federal Forces. Now, it and its sister ships, the Schrecklich, Tirpitz*, and the Verte made their way through space to their new home, Axis.

Japa lay on his bed, onboard the Blitzkrieg. The lights were dimly lit, relaxing him. The computer monitor in his room gave off the only other light. His brown eyes were open, peering at the sectioned-off metal ceiling. He was so deep in thought, that he didn't even notice the comm coming online in his quarters.

"Lt. Serscu, you have been assigned to a new mission. Report to the Briefing Room for all of the details, ASAP."

Japa growled in disappointment under his breath. 'Damnit, they can't ever leave me alone' he said to himself. He tugged at the covering of his bed and sat up. He slowly put his right leg over the side of the bed, and then the left. He rose from his seating position and pulled his arms behind him, and then over his head, stretching. He walked over to the computer and pressed a few keys on the keyboard. The monitor shuddered and then went blank. He walked over to the door and placed his finger on the panel. The door slid upwards, and Japa emerged from the dark room. The pupils of his eyes shrunk on immediate exposure to the light. He began walking, and his eyes refocused to the light quickly.

It was 1645, the personnel on the ship were in the middle of their duties. Some walked through the halls, and saluted Japa as he passed. He nodded, to angry to raise his hand to his head. It wouldn't take long for him to reach the Briefing Room. He walked up to the door, and proceeded through the same routine to open every door. Press the button to open the door. The door opened up.

"Welcome, Japa. Please take a seat." Andrea said, cheerfully.

"Yes ma'am." he took the immediate seat in front of him. He sat down and looked around the room. Far to the left he saw Riko, 'What's he doing here?'.

"Well, Japa you have arrived in time to find out the whole purpose of this mission." she grinned, evilly. "I'm sure you've noticed Riko. Well, Riko and yourself are going to infiltrate The Federal Forces Head Quarters at Side 3."

Japa was already thinking, "How are we going to do that, ma'am?"

"Christ, Japa, let me finish. The Lunar Manufacturing Plant came across a Federal Capsule and gave it to us, along with uniforms. As I'm sure you've already figured out, you two are going to be launched from this ship and enter the colony. Once there, you will find and destroy the base. At any means necessary might I add. The Tirpitz and the Blitzkrieg will stay back and recover you after the mission. The mission begins at 0200 tomorrow." Andrea said.

Riko sat with his eyes closed, leaning back in his chair. His arrogance showing in his movements. Finally his lips moved and he spoke, "Yes ma'am." He stared at Japa as he finished his little statement. Riko's blue eyes, boiling with intensity, gazed at Japa's.

"Yes ma'am." Japa said. He smirked as he stood up and began walking out the door. He looked down upon Riko as he passed him. He could see the fury within him, and he grinned as he walked out the door.

Riko stood up, "If you'll excuse me, ma'am." he said saluting. He walked to the door and opened it. He stuck his head out first and peered down the corridor to his right. Nothing. He turned his head the other way and he saw Japa, leaning against the wall, "I need to talk with you, Japa." he said walking towards him.

"Where at, sir?" he replied. He opened his eyes and saw Riko floating passed him. He knew he wasn't going to say, he had to follow. And follow he did. 'Hmm, I wonder what this is going to be about. I'm probably going to get disciplined.' he said to himself. He breathed in disappointment and looked down at the floor as he glided through the hallways. He wasn't paying attention to what was in front him and collided with Riko.

"Here." he said, jerking Japa off of him, "Pay attention to where you're going next time, damnit." He pushed down the controls to the room and the door opened. The room was dark, but the light from the hallways illuminated the area surrounding the door. Japa found the light panel and turned them on. "I don't want you to get angry at what I am about to say."

"You don't have to worry about me, sir." he replied, sitting down on top of a desk. "Now, what is it?"

"It's about the way you and I act toward each other. I respect you, Japa, but I don't think you have the slightest bit of respect towards me. I don't care if you like me or not, but if you want to be a good soldier you have to respect everyone. It seems the only person you respect is Joachim." he stopped and looked at Japa. His eyes were open and they were stuck on him, "Now, we have a real problem. We're both on a mission to infiltrate Side 3. Unless you want to get killed, you might want to get to know me. Otherwise, we'll be at each others throats, and then the Feddies will take the chance and kill us. I don't want to die, and I know you don't want to die, either. I don't care what it takes, I will do anything to become the best soldier I can be. Right now, you're better than I am."

Japa interrupted, "I get the point of what you're trying to say to me. I, too, want to be the best."

"Then why don't you stop being such an ***hole and show some respect, damnit." Riko's tone was filled with anger.

'I may have been wrong about him. He's not like, Raye.' Japa thought to himself. "Yes sir." he said standing up and saluting. Riko sat back in his chair at Japa's sudden outburst. He saluted back and Japa walked out of the room.
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Granada
1724
Ready Room

It has been two days since the attack on Granada. The hangar received the most damage. Three of the four mobile suit squadrons had been destroyed before they could even depart. One GM was able to destroy a Zaku II, but in return it was sliced in half. The most serious of the damages happened at the bay doors. They were blown up, and the debris from the explosions made it so no ship could depart from Granada.

'How the hell could this happen?' Nasaki thought to himself. He was sitting in the briefing near the hangar. There was a window nearby, and Nasaki stared through. He watched as more mobile suits were being delivered. Most were just replacements to the ones lost in the attack. Various, Guncannon Mass Production Types, GM Sniper II's, and a new model GM was being assigned also. Nasaki had never seen this type of GM before. Someone from behind spoke.

"Sir, the mobile suit delivery has been completed." a technician said.

"Do you have the reports for the new GM?" he said turning around to face him.

"Um, no sir I don't. But, from what I have heard it is some sort of prototype. Judging from the many thrusters and the side of them, I would guess it specializes in speed." the young man said.

"Is the pilot here?"

"Yes sir, he's in his quarters."

"Tell him to come down to the hangar. I want to meet him." he said, turning back to the window.

"Yes sir." the technician hurried out of the room.


"I hope this pilot is good. Otherwise we're going to lose to those Zeek's." Nasaki said aloud. He closed his eyes, and shook his head in frustration. He stopped shaking his head, but continued to think about the Mars Fleet. The pressure of someone's hand grabbing his shoulder woke him from his illusion.

"Sir, Lt. Tom Lang reporting." the man said.

"That was quick, Lt." he said looking up at the young man.

"I was already heading towards the hangar, sir." the young brown haired soldier said. While not the best looking man, his baby blue eyes were full of seduction. He was slim, and somewhat tall. His red and black trimmed tan uniform was a big fit for him. He stood straight like a soldier could. Nasaki, without even seeing him action, already thought he was a good pilot.

"Sit down, Lang." he motioned him to sit across from him, "In order for me you to gain my trust I must know about you. So, explain yourself."

"Yes sir. Well, I've been in the Federal Forces since the One Year War. I was 21 at the time. A day after I enrolled they sent me straight into combat. This was during the latter part of the war and I had no time to train. I piloted a GM, and I miraculously defeated two Zaku's. Though, they were old type Zaku's. It seemed as if I was destined to be a pilot. I continued to do well, and within four days I became an ace." he smiled a bit, at his accomplishment. "After some weeks, the ship I was on went to battle at A Bao A Qu. I can remember every bit of the battle. The suit that the legendary Redcomet piloted. The Zeong." he looked down at his right arm and rolled up his sleeve. There was scar running from the butt of his hand to the middle of his forearm, "I was almost killed by a Gelgoog, but my comrades saved me. That's how I received this scar."

Nasaki looked at the scar, "Must have been some battle? I was there too, onboard a Salamis. I remember the thing called the Zeong, also. That was a monster."

"Yes it was. After the One Year War ended, I continued to train as a pilot. Here I am now." he grinned.

"Well, I know a little bit more about you. Now, for my question: Can you pilot that new GM and defeat the new Zeon models?" he stared at him with intensity.

"Yes sir, I can, and I will." Lang said, arrogantly.

"Alright, now get out of here and help with the repairs."

"Yes sir." he said standing, and walking out the door. Satisfied with Lang, Nasaki smiled and walked out of the Ready Room.
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February 3, 0081
0150
Blitzkrieg

Japa felt nauseous as he put on a Federal Forces flight suit. He didn't bother going to the infirmary, he knew they wouldn't allow him to go on the mission,'Damnit, of all the days to become ill.' The red trimmed white uniform was rather uncomfortable compared to Zeon's. Of course, Japa was used to his, not to this one. He fitted the helmet down over his head. He lowered the visor and brought it back up to make sure it was in working order. He tightened the white gloves over his hands, and locked them in place. A loud thud made him turn around.

"Riko?" he said, holding back his chuckling.

"What?!" he said, fury growing.

"Nothing, sir." Japa turned back around, obediently. He felt a slight churning in his stomach and winced.

"I'm sure." he said, snobbishly. "Are you going to be okay working with me, Lieutenant? I seem to make you nervous?" he said turning around.

"It's not you, sir. It's this damn Feddie uniform." Japa lied, it wasn't the uniform, he was sick. Riko, not knowing he was lying, chuckled a bit, knowing he would feel the same way.

"You needn't worry about that. You will get your chance to pay those bastards back." he said, putting his helmet into the slot on the back of the suit.

"I know." Japa said leaving the Ready Room.

"Japa, wait." Riko yelled as he ran out of the room. He caught a glimpse of Japa as he flew into the hangar. Riko slid the helmet over his head and closed the visor down. He grabbed hold of a nearby handle and launched off of it. His hand skimmed the wall along his side, as he floated down the hallway. He came upon the entrance to the hangar and thudded back to the ground, "Japa!"

Japa drifted toward the capsule as Riko yelled at him. He turned his head, and the rest of his body followed in the rotation. "We can talk when we get into the capsule. We have no time!" he yelled back across the hangar. He turned his body back around as he landed on the capsule. He twisted his head a bit to see if Riko was coming. He saw him floating along. He opened the capsule entrance and flung himself into it. Riko was right behind him. "What do you want to talk about, Riko?" he said, sitting down in the co-pilots chair.

"What we have been talking about for the past two days." Riko glared at him.

"My attitude towards you, correct?" he replied, flicking the switches above to start the ignition procedures.

"Yes." Riko said, having a seat next to him.

"I told you already, Riko. I will not let my disliking toward you affect our mission."

"You have told me that, and I understand, but what I want to know is: Why don't you like me?" he said to place his hands over the throttle.

Japa could feel. Japa didn't expect him to ask this. He didn't know how to respond. 'Why is I don't I like him?' he thought to himself. Japa bit the inside of his cheek, trying to find an answer, 'I don't know what it is.' he said to himself. He turned his head away from Riko, and looked out the main window, into the hangar.

Riko saw him turn away, 'Exactly as I suspected. He doesn't know why he dislikes me, he just does. He cackled from his throat. He looked forward and saw the hangar doors opening. The catapult light above the doors went green and Riko forced the throttle forward. He and Japa were thrown, violently, back into their seats.

Riko pulled back on the controls, and the apogee motors blew tiny streams of blue out. The capsule regained its poise. Japa's fingers tapped away on the control panel to his right. The monitor in front of him came online. The blue screen showed the current location of the Federal Capsule and their destination, Side 3. The top right corner showed the Estimated Time of Arrival. "Sir, we should arrive at Side 3 around 0245. According to intelligence, this shift is quite under-manned." Japa said, fidgeting with a few switches.

"I want you to send a distress signal after 15 minutes." he replied.

"Yes sir." Japa said. He sat back in his chair and yawned. He stared out the window, still thinking about what Riko said before they took flight, "Why don't you like me?". He tried to clear his thoughts, but he found that is kept returning,'I shouldn't worry about this now. Damnit, this isn't going to help me in fighting.'
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Federal Forces Headquarters
Side 3
0241

"Sir, we have a distress signal coming from a Federal Capsule." the comm officer said form his post.

"Is it authentic?" the tall, blonde haired man said.

"Yes sir, it's from a Salamis that was destroyed on the moon's surface. Should we take it in?"

The elderly man sat, in his command chair, resting on his palm. He thought for a moment, "Yes, bring it in, Ensign."


"Yes, sir." he replied. The chair swivelled back around and the man spoke, "Roger that, Slovenia you may dock at our ports. We will send Sergeant Richard Roden to meet you. Ensign Reeves out."

"Roger that, Ensign, we will be arriving shortly." the voice said through the snow in the comm.
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Space Dock
Side 3
0249

Riko gently settled the Capsule down onto the clamps. The capsule rattled around a bit as it docked, "You know what to do, Japa." Riko said, releasing the restraints.

"Yes sir." Japa said. He threw the restraints off to the side and walked around to the entrance. He keyed in the access code to open the door. He pushed it forward and the Dock lights almost blinded him. He pushed off the hull of the capsule and floated to the nearby rafter. Riko soon followed. They walked forward a bit and a young Hispanic man appeared, "Sergeant Roden, I presume?"

"Yes sir," he looked at the collar of the flight suits, "Lieutenant?"

"Japa Serscu and this is Colonel Riko Schneider." He said moving aside to let Riko pass.

"It's a pleasure." Roden said.

"It's all mine, Sergeant." Riko said, smiling. Japa could feel his stomach coming up his throat, this was a very unpleasant feeling, 'God, you'd think Riko was a Feddie. Oh well, at least I know he'll be okay around them.' The two officers began to walk and Japa followed, looking at the hangar, he was suddenly hit with a flashback, 'Was this the dock where we were first launched from? It is isn't it. Now it belongs to those fed's.' he could feel the anger boiling deep inside of him. He didn't want to get lost and so he ran to catch up with the Riko and Richard.

"Sergeant Roden, are we heading to our quarters?" Japa said between breaths.

"No sir, we are heading toward the command center." He said, worriedly.

"Do you think I could perhaps go to our quarters? I'm not feeling so well." He said, cringing over.

"Japa, are you all right?" Riko said, helping Japa sit down, "Sergeant go get the Medics and hurry!" Riko barked. He looked back down at Japa and slowly took his helmet off.

"Are you sure that was a wise decision, Riko?"

"What do you mean?" Riko said, trying to look at him.


"Our information isn't in the database and if they try to look up my files, they'll find out who we are." Riko was dumbfounded,'How could I have been so careless? What have I done?'. His mouth hung open and he stared down at Japa, as he sat in the middle of the hallway.

"Don't worry about that, Japa. I'll hack into their mainframe and delete every soldier's file." Riko and Japa, alike, felt a wave of relief sweep through them. Japa eased back a little bit, and Riko flopped down beside him. Neither one of them spoke, until finally, they could hear the hustling footsteps of the Medics.

"Is he all right, Colonel?" said one, preparing a needle.

"That won't be necessary. Just give him some antibiotics and he'll rest for a while." Riko said, standing back up.

"Are you qualified to give that order, sir?" Roden said, from behind the mob of Medics.

"Yes, sergeant, I am. I could be a doctor but I enjoy the military too much." he replied, smiling.

"Yes sir, I'll show you to your room and the Medics will be by shortly to drop off the medicine." Roden said, ordering the Medics back.

"Help me with, Japa." he said, tossing one of his arms around his shoulder. He slowly lifted him off the floor and Roden did the same. They hobbled down the hall, Japa between them. Luckily, they were around the same build, otherwise it would be very awkward to carry Japa.

After wondering the hallways for what seemed like hours to Japa, they finally arrived at their quarters. "This particular one has two beds, even though, it is only meant for one. Due to a rise in our personnel we've had to double up. I hope this isn't a inconvenience for you two." Roden said, opening the door.

"No, just make sure to drop off some antibiotics for me, just in case." Riko replied. He followed Roden into the room and towards the main bed. The other was just a stand-in until they could refit the base. Roden let go of Japa and went over to the bed, making it suitable for Japa.

"It's okay, I can make it on my own. Go to the debriefing, Riko." Japa said, staggering to the bed. He sat on the side and slowly took the flight suit off. He collapsed down onto the bed and brought the blanket up to his chin, shivering madly.

"Alright, Japa," Riko said gathering Japa's things and putting them in the nearby closet, "Roden, tell those Medics to hurry with the antibiotics. Show me the Briefing Room and I'll go myself."

"Yes sir." He brought Riko over to the layout of the base near the door. He should him their current location and the briefing room. Roden soon left and Riko went near Japa.

"Are you going to be all right, Japa?" he said, turning the light on next to him.

"Yes, now go to the briefing, damnit. Just make sure I get that medicine and that they don't find out who we are." Japa said, beckoning him to turn off the light.

"Right." Riko nodded and turned the light back off. He walked over to the door and opened it, letting slivers of light enter the room. He turned around to Japa and back.
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Blitzkrieg
0500

Andrea sat in her command chair, in the bridge of the Blitzkrieg. She was drowsy, but she was used to that now. She wouldn't usually be on the bridge this early, but due to the late battles with the Feddies, she had to be on duty more than 16 hours a day. The other hours she either spent in her quarters and briefing her soldiers. Her 16 hours began at 0400 and ended at 2000 hours. She was exceptionally early today though, she had to see to it that the launch of the Federal Capsule was done correctly.

"Ma'am it's 0500 and we haven't received any transmission from the Capsule." the comm officer said.

'Good, everything is going according to plan.' she thought to herself. "Okay, Sergeant, I am going to my quarters to catch up on my two hours. Call me if anything new appears." she said hopping down from her chair. Her snow white hair flew up as she fell and it gently rested back down on her shoulder as she landed.

"Roger that, ma'am." he said. She walked out of the Bridge and headed for her quarters. Once she arrived, she unfastened her uniform top and folded it neatly and placed it on the bed. She pulled the sheets down and laid down in her bed, her grey tank-top and pants rustled as she tried to find comfort in her bed.
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Quarters
Side 3
1435

Japa quietly slept in his new quarters on the Federal Base. He had taken a does of the medicine at 1125 when he supposed to. He didn't know it would knock him out, though. It didn't matter, he was asleep. He had been for over five hours. Riko suddenly barged into the room, waking the sleeping Japa.


"Japa, Japa." he said nudging him.

"What?" he cackled from the bed.

"I have found a way to destroy the base." he walked over to the computer and flipped the switch on. "There's a Mobile Suit facility connected to the base. The Feddie's must have built after they took over the colony."

"I understand, let me get ready and we'l-"

Riko cut him off, "No, you can't pilot sick, or can you? I know you've done some pretty amazing things but pilot sick?"

"I can do it, Riko. I just to get out of this bed and get my blood flowing." Japa said, removing the covers.

"Okay, I'll see what type of mobile suits they have here." Riko sat down in the computer chair and began typing frantically. First, a blue screen with a readout of a certain type of GM appeared. Nothing unusual, the standard GM used by the Federal Forces. There were three of these units. Next on the list were a trio GM Command types. There was only one unit of these and that was the only mobile suit load-out on the colony. The next suit to appear on the list completely stunned Riko. 'Gundam?' he asked himself.'Yes, now I remember, the thing Sgt. Meikle was talking about. From what I heard it was superior to every mobile suit Zeon cranked out. Judging by the readouts on this one, I'd say its capable of defeating our entire Fleet. Better keep this information.' he popped in a disk. The modem hummed as the information was downloaded onto the disk.

"You find something?" Japa said walking up behind him.

"Yea, a new Gundam Type. We can worry about that later." Riko turned the chair around to Japa, "There are only nine mobile suits here. We could take two and dismantle the rest allowing us to destroy the base without further involvement."

"When do we do attack?" Japa said, walking over to the small closet.

"As soon as you want?" Riko said taking his flight suit from Japa. Japa nodded and struggled to put on his flight suit. He managed to do so, but rather, lethargically at that. By the time he had finished, it was close to 1500 hours. It was rather helpful, though, seeing as how it got later more and more personnel would be off duty.

"Okay, I'm ready." Japa said, walking over to the bed side desk. He opened the medicine container and took a pill out. The half colored red and yellow pill was no larger than 13 centimeters long. He plopped the pill into his mouth and gulped down a glass of water.

"Lets go then." Riko said, walking over to the door. He put his hand on the panel and the door slid open.

"Right." he replied, walking behind him.

The hallways were empty. Japa and Riko were the only ones wandering through them. Of course, they had to make sure no one saw them, or else they would have to make a run for the facility. In Japa's state, he wouldn't be able to pilot after the long run. The medicine hadn't begun its work, yet; Japa was still sweating. He could feel the perspiration run down body. His clothing underneath the flight suit was already soaked with sweat. He was thoroughly disgusted with his current state. He felt like dying, but he knew that he couldn't, at least not this early. He would have to set aside everything that was bothering him, he had to put all his concentration into piloting. He would die otherwise.

They finally came upon the entrance to the Mobile Suit Facility. There were a few officers guarding the main entrance.'****, I'll have to take care of them.' Riko said to himself. He walked along the side of the wall, as Japa lagged quite a bit behind him. The officer's guarding the door came to attention and prepared to stop the two Zeon infiltrators.

"Do you have permission to enter here, sir?" the short brown haired one said.

Riko didn't bother to answer, he simply kept going and as he neared the one on the right, he cocked his fist back, and threw it into the mans jaw. Before the other one could respond, Riko had kicked him in the gut. As the man coiled over in pain, and Riko sent a crushing blow into his nose. Blood trickled off the mans cheek. The other went to strike him the butt of the gun, but Riko blocked it and punched the man in the abdomen. Riko grabbed the mans head and thrust his knee into the face of the man. He could hear crunch of the cartilage in his nose. He threw him to the ground and grabbed both of their rifles. He tossed one to the astonished Japa. "I didn't want you to waste your energy." He said, smiling crookedly.

"You look like you had fun with it, Riko." Japa said, grabbing his shoulder to stop his momentum.

"I have a lot of built up frustration, being a ships Captain and all." he shrugged. He pressed the key to open the door and brought the butt of the gun up to his shoulder, preparing for a fire fight. Japa tucked the gun underneath his underarm and held his hand slightly over the trigger. Riko walked forward and brought the scope to his eye-level. He eased the trigger back, sending a burst of three bullets through the facility. All three hit a technician near a GM, piercing through the mans fragile skin. He aimed a little higher and sent two more bursts into the facility. Two hitting a technician on top of a GM, splattering blood onto the white armor behind. Two missed and clinked off a GM's armor. The other hit mans knee, blowing it from its socket. The man tumbled off of the rafter and fell to his demise, "Japa go and get a GM. I'll get one when I am done."

"Yes sir." Japa ran to a nearby lift and began the lifting sequence. He found safety behind a plate of steel. He neared the GM's cockpit and stopped the lift. The cockpit hatch was already opened and Japa climbed inside. He grabbed the controls and flicked a few switches. The three surrounding monitors came to life. He eased the right control forward and the GM broke free of the rafter. Japa opened a comm, "Riko get to a mobile suit. I'll blast our way out of here." He zoomed in on Riko and saw making a run for a GM. He grabbed the Beam Spray Gun from the hip holster and brought it up. He pressed down the trigger and a purple beam tore through the outer wall. He fired another one near the same spot. The beam scorched the wall, making another puncture wound.

"Japa, forget it. Just plow through the wall and take out the base." Riko said over the comm. The rear vernier's of Japa's GM flared and he burst forth with a blinding blue flash. The GM crashed into the wall and stopped. Japa sent the vernier's into full burn and finally broke through the wall. Riko flew out after him. He turned around and fired the Beam Spray Gun at a GM Command Type. He hit the main reactor and the GM exploded, along with the Facility. A large hole appeared in the colony wall.

"Riko, help me with this damn base, so we can get out of here." Japa said, firing his Vulcans at the Barracks. They broke through but cause minor damage. Be brought his Beam Spray Gun forth again and fired. The structure of the wall collapsed from the immense heat. A cloud of dust flew into the air. Another section feel to Riko.

"Japa, try and get a hold of the Blitzkrieg and Tirpitz. Tell them we'll be done shortly. You might have to get out of the colony, though." Riko cackled from the comm, as another beam exited the barrel of his Beam Spray Gun. Sending another section of the base into shambles.

"Yes sir." Japa said, flying into the air. He went up and then down through the gaping hole in the colony wall. He exited the colony and rushed away from it. He thumbed the controls trying to find the frequency being broadcasted from the Blitzkrieg. He found it and began his transmission, "Blitzkrieg this is Lieutenant Serscu, we have managed to steal a few GM's and Riko is still pummeling the base. He should be done shortly and we will be need of a lift to Axis. Hurry. Japa out." As he finished his last statement, Riko burst through the hole in the colony, a fantastic ball of fire coming after him, "They're on their way, we should go."

"Yes, of course." Riko said, jamming the controls forward. Japa did the same, and both GM's exploded off, a streak of blue following them.
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Blitzkrieg

"Ma'am, we're getting a broadcast from Side 3," the comm officer fell into silence, "It's Japa, ma'am. He and Riko are on their way. They also managed to destroy the base."

'I didn't expect them to accomplish their mission this early.' she thought to herself. "Okay, go and pick them up. Hurry, too." she snapped. The officers went into action and the thrusters of the two Musai's erupted, "Since we're rather close to their location, send out an patrol squad to locate them."

"Yes ma'am." the crew said.

The two ships drifted through the eternal darkness, known as Space. They patrol members hadn't seen a sign of the two GM's. In the far distance, though, two tiny specs of blue flew around. They neared closer and closer and soon they were in the range of sight. One of the officers opened a comm to the bridge. "Ma'am, we can see the two GM's. They appear to be safe. They're coming in for their landing." he said, as the two GM's flew around to the rear of the Musai. The hangar doors opening, beckoning the suits to come back home.
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> Notes

*- The Tirpitz was the second of the Bismarck Class battleship during World War II. It's also the name of a German Admiral, Alfred von Tirpitz, who was very influential in the German Naval development, in the years before World War I.