DISCLAIMER-I am not in any way associated with Bandai or Sunrise

DISCLAIMER-I am not in any way associated with Bandai or Sunrise. Gundam and all related material are copyright their owners and I am only borrowing the ideas to write a little fanfic.

For Fear of Death

-By: Jedi Goku/Truunks/Duo Maxy/whatever name you call me

In a flash of flames and charred metal, it was gone. The Zaku's pieces fell to the ground all around it. Mark's GM Sniper ducked back behind the factory again and waited for the signal to come out and fire again. He heard orders and final screams over the communication system. Beside him, a building exploded.
The Side 6 colonies were becoming a heated battlefield in the war. Mark and the troops he was stationed with, were sent to protect the colonies of Side 6. It was much an act of propoganda as and act of defence. A face appeared on the left side of the Sniper's screen.
"Lieutenant Ryan! You are clear to fire," said Commander Jack Regal. Regal piloted a GM, customized to his personal specifications. It had two beam sabers instead of one. The beam rifle for his GM was massively upgraded, speed of firing and power. Also, the GM's sensor equipment was upgraded beyond that of many normal suits, though with the normal use of Minovsky particles, it proved no help.
The GM Sniper stood back up and rested the huge gun on the factory. The gun aimed straight at a Zaku II, which was falling from above and firing down on unsuspecting suits below. Mark followed the Zaku as it fell, then fired. The one shot went directly through the Zaku's torso, killing the pilot and sending the suit down in a ball of fire.
Mark then took aim on a passing Zaku I. Zaku I's were becoming less common, but were still deadly. The GM Sniper fired again, and the Zaku fell back into a building. It didn't explode, because the hit had not damaged any vital areas, except the pilot.
"Nice shot, Ryan!" the Commander's recognition of his shooting made Mark feel better. He continued to pick off targets as the battle moved on. Soon, though, the remaining Zeon retreated, leaving the Federation mobile suits to count thier losses.

Lt. Commander Akira Shive cursed under his breath as he left the cockpit of his Zaku II. He hated losing battles. The Feddies shouldn't have beaten us! We had them outnumbered five to one! Dang that sniper. If I had found him I would have ripped him a new one.
One of the techs in the hanger said something to him, but he ignored it and stormed off to his quarters. He hated losing. He especially hated it if he felt he was closer to finding his brother.