Saga of the Crimson Fox

By Storm Wolf77415

Gundam Capture Operation Pt. 2

Sergei smirked in victory as the Kyrios floundered about after being caught in the minefield. The orange and white Gundam would be their first trophy in this operation. "Lieutenant Peries, get the winged Gundam secured with carbon fire nets. Get it secured in the Qing Long's hold immediately!" he ordered. Soma said nothing, maneuvering her pink Tieren towards the Kyrios; unaware of the intense mental trauma its pilot was enduring by her simple proximity.

Several powerful nets were wrapped around the Gundam. The Chobu pilots would have second thoughts about what they were doing if they could Allelujah's anguished screams. However, they were soldiers of the Human Reform League and had a duty to uphold, so they trussed up their prize, The Tieren Taozi grabbed onto the Kyrios, just in case it tried to escape, but its pilot was in too much pain to act.

The Kyrios was pushed into one of the Qing Long's hangars where a crew of technicians were waiting. They pulled out a series of scanners, beginning to scan the cockpit area. "We're not getting a very clear image here." One of the techs said.

"Then we'll have to cut into it." Another tech replied, turning to a group of assault rifle armed soldiers, "Prepare to subdue the pilot…try to keep him alive but do what's necessary."

Allelujah thrashed in the cockpit, "It's…just like that time…before!" He grunted, trying to fight back the pain, but it was just too much. It swarmed in on him, forcing him back. "AAAAAAAAAAAUUUGGGHHHHHHHH!" Allelujah's world finally went dark. It was then a sinister cackle welled up from the back of his mind.

(Ptolemaios, Bridge)

The entire ship shook as another round of missiles impacted on the ship's GN Field. Sumeragi watched with dismay as the attacking Tierens continued to play hell with Setsuna and Lockon. One group of Space Tierens and was engaging Exia, taking advantage of the Gundam's lack of long range weapons by keeping at a distance, bombarding it with gun fire from their 200mm cannons and 30mm machine guns.

While at the same time another group of Tierens had gotten in close to the ship, rendering Dynames's most potent weapon useless. So Lockon was forced to rely on his two GN beam pistols, but the Tierens were surprisingly nimble. The busty tactical forecaster was seriously wishing she had a drink at hand. "How could I have been so careless?" She whispered as the bridge reverberated underneath her feet once more. "The Wild Bear played me for a fool!"

At the same time, Tieria was dealing with the Tierens sent after him. He heard Allelujah's cries of agony, noting Kyrios's transponder signal was located within the Qing Long. He gave a sniff of disdain, "The fool's been captured." Virtue's main cannon came up. "He's not worthy of the title of Gundam Meister!" Magenta energy began gathering at the end of the massive cannon, preparing to finish the HRL flagship in one shot.

He never got the chance, as the Taozi slammed into him from behind, throwing his aim off so the massive blast flew harmlessly off into space. "A new model?" Tieria remarked, beginning to fire at Soma. Between her super enhanced reflexes and the Taozi's pure speed, she was able to keep ahead of the Virtue's firepower. Tieria was then caught by surprise as the Taozi rammed the heavy weapons Gundam, unloading several 200mm rounds at point blank range.

The GN field flared to life, allowing the shells to bounce off. Tieria smirked, "Thank you!" He said, squeezing the trigger, allowing the brilliant light red stream of light from the Virtue's main weapon to hit the Taozi full on, melting off the right leg. Soma screamed as her machine shuddered. On the bridge of the Qing Long, Sergei practically leapt out of his seat.

"All available units assist Lieutenant Peries in capturing the large Gundam!" He barked. A squad of eight Tierens immediately raced toward the Virtue and Taozi.

(Qing Long, Hangar)

All attempts to scan Kyrios's cockpit came up blank. There was only one course of action left for the technicians and that was to cut open the hatch. One of them was firing up a heat saw and just about to cut into the hull, when the mobile suit came to life. Inside the cockpit Hallelujah cackled madly. The pain caused by the source of the unknown quantum brainwaves had sent his weaker half into slumber, now it was time for him to play!

"I don't like being contained! All of you can go die already!" He sneered at the poor technicians surrounding him. The GN submachine gun glowed for a second before opening fire, killing everyone in the hangar and ripping the Qing Long apart from the inside out; before he began looking around for the person who had caused his agony to begin with.

Sergei could only listen as his men died and look on in abject horror as the Kyrios streaked by and began mercilessly ripping into his forces. "Damn it! I underestimated them! All units capture the large Gundam at all costs! We are not walking away from here empty handed!" He quickly assessed the situation. "That giant cannon of his is powerful, but it must have a fairly long cool down time before it can fire again…we'll have a short window to capture it!"

With the order given, Ming led his squad of Tierens toward the giant white and black Gundam. "Squad A, Fire out grappling lines!" He ordered to half of the units. The bulky mobile suits fired out several e-carbon cables, entangling the Virtue from its head to its feet. But Ming wasn't done yet, "Squad B, fire quick-hardening gel at its joints so it can't escape!" The gel set in fast, rending the Gundam completely immobile. This time they wouldn't fail.

(Unknown Vessel, Five kilometers from combat zone.)

The crew of the ship looked on as the Ptolemaios was under attack, "Well looks like there is no avoiding it. We're intervening." Nathan announced to his crew, "Launch Azrael and Battleflag One. Send a communications pulse to the Terra Nova, we're going to need her mobile repair facilities for our friends." he ordered, "CBS Archangel is entering the combat zone!"

The entire ship went to action stations, the entire bridge crew assembled for the first time that wasn't a drill. They operated cooperatively and communicated well. They trained for this, for when they would be needed.

On the Flight decks the two mobile suits were preparing to launch. Reaper was keeping himself under control, still not believing that that the main branch was caught in such a spot. He was in such a trance that he didn't hear the radio, "Antonio Rayleonard, do you hear me?!" Nathan's voice came over the speaker, jolting the stoic Gundam Meister from his reverie "Are you ready, Anthony?"

"Sorry about that…Yes sir." Anthony answered, "Azrael ready, willing and able." The sleek black Kyrios copy was loaded onto the catapult, as a sleek tail unit was fitted onto the back. "I'm coming for you Christina. Just wait a little bit longer…my precious Dolphin." His eyes grew a little colder at the sight of the Tierens surrounding the unarmed transport, "And you guys…prepare what it means to face the Angel of Death!"

He hit an innocuous looking button. "Deploying Type One Gunner Sentries now!" Four hatches on the tail unit opened up, releasing a quartet of dark forms that quickly streaked towards the hapless transport ship.

(Open Space)

Tieria prided himself on his composure in battle. The purple haired Meister brought the GN Bazooka up, aiming right at Ming's machine, but Soma quickly kicked the weapon away. A pair of Tierens grabbed onto the shoulder cannons so he couldn't fire, and the wires blocked the GN Field emitters. It was then he began to grow concerned, with great reluctance he reached out to push a specific button on his console.

It was then a lance of magenta light speared through one of the Tierens. A second beam destroyed another machine, and then a third met its end when a blue streak clipped just above the cockpit. An unknown voice came over "To the pilot of the Gundam Virtue, you're going to need to purge the armor! It's the only way you're going to be free!"

"How do you know about that?" Tieria snapped.

"Listen, Erde. You want to be end up being captured? You'll endanger the plan! You don't want to endanger the plan now, do you?" The voice mocked.

Tieria took the opportunity and pushed the button, Virtue's armor fell away, revealing a slender looking machine underneath. He acted fast, taking the purged shoulder cannons, blowing away four more of the Tierens.

"What are your orders, Colonel?" Ming asked.

"Retreat! Retreat now!" The Wild Bear concluded. He had already lost too many men for his own tastes. Sergei, Ming, and Soma broke off and fled to regroup.

Now that he was alone, Tieria could relax. He slumped in his seat. "Damn it…the plan is ruined! We weren't supposed to reveal the Nadleeh at this point in the game!" He was close to tears when the voice came back on.

"Oh quit your blubbering! It doesn't suit a man like you." The voice said. It was then he saw the source of his rescue. It appeared to be a Flag, painted white with deep royal blue trim, carrying an over-under style double-barreled GN beam rifle. "Let's get back to the ship. I think we have a lot to talk about."

Sergei silently gnashed his teeth, "This entire operation is a complete failure!" He slammed his fist into the bulkhead in frustration. "So many good men killed off, millions of rubles worth of equipment destroyed and we weren't even able to capture a single Gundam!" He sighed, "The central committee is going to have my head for this!" He lamented to Ming. He had promised the higher ups that he would have captured the Gundams and instead had failed abysmally. If the Wild Bear were lucky he would get off with a slap on the wrist.

It was then the Taozi was attacked from behind. The Kyrios had completely caught them by surprise. Hallelujah had a feral grin on his face as he looked over the pink mobile suit. "You're just like me aren't you?" He sneered, "A monster with a reinforced body and a fucked up brain! You're the one who caused me to have that headache!" Kyrios's GN Beam Submachine Gun began

opening fire, "For that you die!"

Soma brought her cannon up to attack him, but Hal wasn't having it. Kyrios kicked the weapon away before snapping his own gun up. The rounds fired were low powered and weak. The magenta bursts left several nasty black scorch marks all along the Taozi's armor. The white haired supersoldier's face kept its stoic demeanor, but there was a certain feeling building up inside her gut. She wanted to believe it was dread. "He's just playing with me!" Soma remarked.

"Correct!" An evil voice rang over her radio. "You've caused me pain, and now you're going to receive pain!" Kyrios grabbed onto one of the Taozi's arms, brutally ripping it off, Hallelujah laughed maniacally, repeated bashing the pink Tieren with its own limb, crushing the head into a twisted piece of metal and circuits. The insane Gundam Meister then pulled out a beam saber, hacking off one of the Taozi's legs. All the while cackling gleefully.

Soma's dismembering would have continued if Ming's Tieren hadn't barreled through, body checking the Kyrios. The machine's thrusters blazing at full power, trying to put as much distance between his commanding officer and what was in his eyes, a orange and white demon. "Colonel, take the Lieutenant's machine and run! Both of you are too valuable to lose at this point in the game!"

Sergei's brow knitted in sorrow, he knew all too well what Ming intended to do. The young man had such a bright future; it was going to be cut short because of the greed of those in the government. With a heavy heart he grabbed onto the battered Taozi and jetted away. "Colonel, you have to help the Lieutenant! What are you doing?" The white haired super soldier couldn't understand why he was leaving them behind.

"That's enough, Lieutenant!" The Wild Bear snapped. "Watch closely…this is the true nature of a being a soldier!" Kyrios grabbed Ming's Tieren by the head. The shield split open into a pair of wicked looking pincers, and they began digging into the sides of the doomed HRL mobile suit, the intense heat slowly melting away the armor.

"Abandoned by your comrades and left to fend for yourself! Isn't that a crying shame! You and your dumb little buddies shouldn't have picked a fight with us!" A sinister cackle erupted from the orange Meister's lips. "So…any last words?"

"Yeah…as a matter of fact I do!" Ming would conduct himself as a proper soldier, not letting his crazed opponent have the satisfaction of seeing his fear; "One of these days you'll get what's coming to you, for disrupting the peace and order the Human Reform League has built! The Colonel will see to it that justice is served!"

Hallelujah frowned a little. He liked his victims to cry and beg for their lives before they died. Defiant to the end types always pissed him off. "Oh…is that a fact?" His voice was deceptively quiet, before the mad grin returned, "Well…you won't be around to see it happen!" He was about to finish the job for good when Allelujah's voice roared from the deepest bowels of his mind.

Stop it right now, Hallelujah! This has gone on long enough! He's not a threat to us anymore! The Meister's more gentle side pleaded.

"Oh please! That sentimental drivel of yours makes me sick!" Hallelujah gagged, "This is war, People always die! I'm doing this because you don't have the spine to do it yourself!"

Please, Hallelujah, do it for my sake? The other part of his psyche pleaded. Hallelujah's single exposed golden eye closed for a few seconds. "Oh…all right. I'll let him go." He said, "NOT!" A super charged plasma blade extended from the Kyrios's shield, and slowly began digging into the Tieren, going right into the cockpit, slowly roasting Ming alive. The Chinese pilot's composure vaporized right along with the armor as the blade grew ever closer, before the pincers closed in and the Tieren exploded.

Hallelujah laughed maniacally as the explosion dissipated. "You're too soft Al! And you always will be unless you accept me! Don't wake me up until you're ready to accept what it is we are!" With that his eye closed, his hair fell across the other way to reveal Allelujah's gray eye. With quivering hands he pulled off his helmet.

"Why does Hallelujah like to kill people so much? Could he be right? Is this what kind of man I really am? If that is true…then I'm…just a monster!" He broke down and began crying.

(Ptolemaios, Bridge)

Christina was doing her best to stay composed, but despite Feldt's reassurance that they would make it out of this alive. She wasn't feeling very confident. The HRL Forces were just relentless, they had already tried to capture the Kyrios and now they were going after the Virtue. There was no telling what their enemy would do to them once they were captured.

"Ptolemaios, this is Reaper 1, do you read?" A deep baritone voice came over the squawk box. A voice Christina recognized at once. She mouthed Anthony's name, not wanting to believe it was her boyfriend.

"This is Sumeragi Lee Noreiga of the CBS Ptolemaios. Who is this I'm speaking to?" Sumeragi said, putting on her business face.

"A friend…" the voice replied, "Don't worry anymore. Your reinforcements have arrived. You guys might want to take cover for this. Things are about to get real noisy around here!" It was then several balls of fire that had once been mobile suits began appearing.

It didn't take long to figure out what was happening. The ship was now surrounded by four sleek looking cylindrical pods, each of them equipped with four barrel auto cannons and missile launchers, popping off rounds at a furious rate, blasting through the Tierens at a terrifying pace. The telltale bursts of light from signal flares emanated from the rally point, closing the book on the Chobu Squadron's attempt to capture the Gundams.

"It looks like the HRL's Anti-Gundam Team is withdrawing for now." The voice said. It was then the Azrael came into view. The entire bridge crew was stunned at the sight of the perfect copy of one of their Gundams, painted in a brilliant black hovering before them.

"A fifth Gundam? It shouldn't be possible!" Lichty couldn't believe his eyes. It was then that the Nadleeh and a Flag armed with a beam rifle materialized into view. "Who are these guys?"

"This machine is known as the GNL-001 Gundam Azrael, Mr. Tsery. It is very possible. As for my identity…I am the sole Gundam Meister of Celestial Being's Cell Three organization. My name is Anthony Russo, code name Reaper." Christina gasped, but only Sumeragi caught it. "The pilot of the Flag on your right is my partner, Mr. Takachi Murakumo, code name, Hawk. He is also of Cell Three. We're here to assist in any possible."

"Mr. Russo…perhaps you partner should come aboard…I think we have a great deal to talk about." Sumeragi said, wondering how something like this could have kept from her.

"But of course Miss Noriega. For right now Takachi will take up Combat Air Patrol and keep an eye out for trouble. That way you can have time to recover the Gundams."

"We're very grateful for that." Sumeragi said, still weary but grateful for the sudden help, "You can board at the starboard docking hatch. Lasse will be there to greet you and we can meet in the conference room." Sumeragi said. The stoic gunner gave a curt nod before heading to meet with their mysterious rescuer. She then looked to her senior programmer.

"It was him…I know it." Christina said. "May I?" Sumeragi just nodded, and the girl hopped down from her station, following after Lasse. Sumeragi slumped in the captain's seat, her emotions torn between having made a mistake in her eyes and joy at the possibility of new allies. Some days she thought it would be better to just remain at that bar in Cancun than join on this ridiculous crusade!

(Ptolemaios, Docking Port)

Christina had caught up with Lasse, silently fuming. The gunner was surprised to see her. "What are you doing here, Chris?" He asked.

"I wanted to meet the new guy, is that a problem?" She replied, angrily folding her arms across her chest. Lasse shrunk back a little, holding his hands up to placate her. But before he could say anything the airlock beeped, signaling their visitor was now aboard. The iris slid back, showing a single individual in a Celestial Being style flight suit, colored a simple matte black.

"Hello, Anthony. That is you, right?" The programmer's words sent chills down both men's spines. Gloved hands came up to grip the helmet. There was a hissing sound, as the helmet came away, revealing Anthony's face. He gave his girlfriend a sheepish grin.

"Uh…hi Christina…nice to see you." The man known as Reaper said. The ponytailed girl wasn't buying it. "Maybe, you could show me to the conference room?"

"Oh by all means! Perhaps you can tell me what you've been up to in the last few months!" She said, her smile promising much pain if she didn't get a straight answer. It made Anthony…or rather Antonio, just a little on the nervous side. Grabbing Anthony by the arm and leaving Lasse behind to wonder just what had transpired. He sighed and headed back to the bridge, deciding to just ignore it.

(Conference Room)

They entered the room where Ian and Sumeragi were waiting. Christina propped herself up against the wall, arms folded across her chest, shooting angry glares at Anthony, something not lost on Sumeragi. The busty brunette sized up the stoic looking Gundam Meister. Despite the distress, he was all business. Anthony came to attention, standing up tall. "Cell Three Gundam Meister Anthony Russo at your service, Miss Noriega. "It's nice to finally be able to meet you in our full and proper stations."

"Indeed, we owe you a great debt for coming to save us." Sumeragi said, gratitude coloring her voice, taking Anthony's hand. "Although I'm rather surprised…In all the time I've been with Celestial Being. There's never once been mention of Cell Three and certainly there was never mention of another Gundam or GN Drive."

"There's very good reason for that." Anthony explained, "Cell Three operates mainly in the shadows. Our primary mission is to support and protect the main branch, read you guys. We've been helping out from afar. Moralia we had to be a little more overt than I normally like but we were able to get away it. But since the HRL's Anti-Gundam Task Force had you guys on the ropes, we had to…intervene, so to speak." He cracked a smile, which in turn made Sumeragi relax; even Christina couldn't help but giggle a little.

"Cell Three has some pretty impressive equipment from what I saw. Perhaps you could tell just what were those weapon pods you deployed earlier?" Ian asked.

"But of course, Mr. Vashti. Collectively it's known as the Sentry Dispersal Module System." Anthony said, "The pods are Type One Gunner Drones, armed with four barrel 20mm autocannons and 24 tube micro missile launchers. Needless to say they can reduce an entire army to scrap in short order."

"So what will you be doing now that you've effectively broken your cover? Word about another Gundam is going to spread very quickly." Sumeragi asked. Anthony just shrugged.

"Nothing we can really do about it now. Our presence would have been detected one way or another. As for right now, I'm authorized by my commanding officer, Nathan Anderson, to provide you access to our mobile repair facility so we can get your ship and the Gundams back into fighting condition."

"Did you say mobile repair facility?" Ian's eyes widened.

"Yes I did, Mr. Vashti. The CBS Terra Nova is enroute as we speak. It will have all of the necessary parts and personnel you could ask for. When they arrive, you can consult with the facility head on just exactly what you need. It will be provided. It and our carrier, the CBS-03 Archangel is also coming to provide fire support and protection. So I doubt very much any of the blocs will be making trouble any time soon."

Sumeragi's worries she made a mistake had now completely evaporated. Not only had they gotten reinforcements in the form of another Gundam, but also they had access to a full repair facility and support from a full-blown warship. "Thank you so much for coming when you did, Mr. Russo. We got overconfident in thinking the blocs would go down so easily. This incident will be a wake up call to everyone." The black clad Gundam Meister just kissed her hand gently, eliciting a cute blush.

"Not a problem, Miss Noriega. It's what we're here for." He then noticed a furious looking Christina. "But uh…I think I need to clear the air with a member of your crew. She looks rather pissed off at me." Sumeragi and Ian left. So now the two were left alone. Christina let out a furious scream, slapping Anthony across the face. Despite the growing red handprint, he remained stoic.

"Not going to lie, honey…that hurt just a little bit. But I will admit I had it coming." He quipped.

"You're damn right you had it coming! You lying bastard!" Christina snapped, her hands on her hips. "How could you keep something like this from me? When were you ever going to tell me we were both part of the same organization?" She became sad. "Was everything you told me a lie? Just some attempt to get close to me?"

Anthony just smiled, drying her eyes out, "No…it wasn't a lie." He replied, before he gave him a slight frown. "Look Christina, I understand you're angry. But I would think that recent events would have opened your eyes onto just how dangerous this job is. Secrecy is paramount in our line of work. Cell Three's role is to protect the Ptolemy Branch, on a much more personal level." He put his arm around her, running his gloved fingers along her cheek. "My job is to protect you, Dolphin."

Christina blushed, her eyes roaming down to his rear end. The flight suit didn't leave much to the imagination, showing off his well-trimmed figure. "I suppose I should be grateful for you coming to save us, otherwise we'd be enjoying the company of the HRL right now." She cuddled up to him a little bit. "So…I'll let you off the hook…but you better not do something like this again."

"I'll try not to, dear." Anthony said, cradling her hand in his. "How about we start over fresh?" He stood up straight, making himself look as formal as possible. "Hello there. My name is Antonio Rayleonard, code name Reaper. I'm a Gundam Meister of Celestial Being's Cell Three. I am the pilot of the GNL-001 Gundam Azrael. It's very nice to meet you, Miss Sierra."

Christina smiled, finding herself quite taken with his true name. "Well then…it's nice to meet you, Mr. Rayleonard. That's quite a dashing name. My name is Christina Sierra. I'm the senior programmer on board the CBS Ptolemaios. My job is overseeing all computer functions on the ship, as well as keeping the operating systems and firmware on the Gundams up to date." Anthony took her hand, gently kissing it.

"Well Miss Sierra, perhaps we can take some time to really get to know each other. I'd certainly love to get acquainted with you."

It didn't take long for the Gundams to be collected. And soon the Meisters had joined Sumeragi in the conference room and could finally meet their rescuers face to face. Takachi Murakumo leaned up against the wall, taking in the scene, clad in the Celestial Being flightsuit, colored brilliant blue trimmed in white, matching the colors of Cell Three. Setsuna gave him a blank stare, no doubt sizing him up. Lockon was cautiously eyeing him. The tearstains were still visible on Allelujah's face, and Tieria was visibly shaken.

Anthony then entered the room. He eyed each of them in turn. "Hello gentlemen. It's nice to finally meet you in person. My name is Anthony Russo, Celestial Being, Cell Three. It was quite a close call we had today."

"Indeed…" Lockon said. "So when were we going to learn there was another Gundam out there? It would have been nice to know this before hand"

"And another GN Drive on top of it? This shouldn't be possible. None of this was in any iteration of the plan Veda showed me!" Tieria said. Takachi just leaned back against the wall and snickered. Anthony just folded his arms.

"I would think this most recent battle would have taught you a lesson. You shouldn't accept everything Veda tells you as gospel, Mr. Erde. Compartmentalization is key to keeping our secrets just that. Cell Three was meant to be the organization's trump card. So the sixth GN Drive was built in secret, apart from the original five. I can understand your suspicions everyone. But, we are all part of the same team here."

"It doesn't matter so long as the Gundams are used properly." Setsuna finally spoke.

"I agree. It will be nice having an extra machine out there

to give us support. Welcome aboard, Mr. Russo, same with you, Mr. Murakumo." Allelujah added.

"Glad to be of service, Mr. Haptism. If you guys ever run into trouble again, rest assured we'll be there to back you up." Takachi said.

"Nice to get a warm welcome from at least one of my comrades." It was then Anthony's phone rang. "Excuse me while I take this call, orders coming from high up." He said, pulling it out. After a few minutes went by, he hung up. "Gentleman, I just received my new orders. I've been detached to join the Ptolemaios's crew for all future interventions."

"I don't object to having a little extra air support. But where are going to keep his machine? The ship is only equipped with the four containers. There just isn't any room to support a fifth Gundam." Lockon said.

"We can put the Azrael in the rear docking bay." Sumeragi said, holding her hand out. "Mr. Russo, it's a pleasure to be working with you."

"I'm eager to work with you and my fellow Gundam Meisters as well, Miss Noriega." He replied, giving each of them an appraising look. "I think the Union, AEU, and HRL are going to be in for a rude awakening from here on out."

(Renquist Air Station)

Mark sat in his office, the rain was falling outside, thick fat drops hitting against the window. He was looking over the DIA's intelligence report about the failed Capture Operation. "Pretty nasty business, don't you think, Boss?" Rick asked, leaning up against the wall, not flinching as a massive lightning bolt flashed across the sky, producing an equally loud thunderclap.

"A nasty business indeed. A third of their Tierens destroyed, not to mention losing all four of their carriers." Mark whistled. "Still…Sergei was close. He managed to have two of the Gundams in his clutches before the Gundams' reinforcements showed up. It would have bad enough if he just bagged one."

Rick winced, recalling how everybody almost had a heart attack when it reports of the mysterious black Gundam had appeared. "Five Gundams…it looks like the rumors about the machine Colonel Strassmeier fought in Moralia were true. What are we going to do about this, Admiral? It was bad enough having to fight four of them at once. There's no telling what this new machine is capable of."

Mark just gave a thin smirk, "Well, Rick…I agree it is a big problem. All three of the blocs have taken their individual swing at Celestial Being now and we're coming up short. This new Gundam means Celestial Being has stepped up their game. So we have to do the same." He picked up his phone, dialing a number. "Put me through to Colonel Kati Manniquin of the Advanced European Union's Silver Spiders team and Colonel Sergei Smirnov of the Human Reform League's Chobu Squadron. I want to arrange a teleconference so we can trade notes about the Gundams."