Chapter 2: A New Mission

I woke up in a hospital bed, with a bandage around my head. There was a nurse nearby.
"Umm, nurse, Do you know what happened to my teammate, Allen? He should have been brough in the same time I was," I said.
"Bad news, he passed away in surgery. The doctors were trying to fix his broken legs and ribs, but he suddenly died from blood loss in the battle," she answered, with a tear in her eye.
I sat there for the two weeks I was in the hospital, thinking of what Allen had done. He tried to take down Carlos so that I didn't get hurt or killed, but he was the one who was hurt. Meanwhile, my thoughts turned back to what had happened at the base while I was gone....

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When I was fully recovered, I returned to the base. It looked just as it did when I left for the mission. General Davis greeted me in the Hangar.
"Welcome back, Josh. I hope you are well rested and ready for news," he said as he paced back and forth. "Your teammates, Rob and Joe, seem to agree that you should be the new team leader."
"Excuse me?" I asked in shock. "But, I'm just a rookie pilot."
"Well, you don't have to pilot it, but make a decision by tommorrow, because I have a new mission for your team. Dismissed!"
I starred up at my GM Custom, fully repaired, and wondered if I could really lead the team to any sort of victory in any mission. I went to my Dormitory and sat on my bed, thinking about the choice I had to make. But, I couldn't come to a decision until later tonight....

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"Umm, General Davis, can I come in?" I asked as I knocked on the General's open door.
"Yes, of course, Josh, come right on in," he replied from behind his desk.
"I have made my choice. I will become leader of the 11th MS Team," I said slowly.
"Okay, good. Your team is to report to the briefing room at 0800 hours tommorrow. Dismissed!"
I walked out of the room, and was about to turn the corner to the hallway that leads to my room, but I stopped when I heard voices around the corner.
"Haha! I just heard, that newbie pilot, Josh Wickert, is going to be the new leader of the 11th MS Team! Here comes the downfall of the Elite 11th MS Team!" the pilot said as he laughed with a friend. Then they left. I walked around the corner and walked slowly to my room.

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"Good morning, gentlemen," General Davis said as he greeted us as we entered the room. "We have a serious mission here. We have intercepted transmissions that detail a Zeon mission to transport an enhanced Gelgoog suit to a Zeon base many miles from here."
He continued, "Your mission will be this: You must capture the ship. Bring it to this base. The ship will only have two pilots the suti, and the suit's designer aboard. But, there are two problems. One, the ship being used is a hijacked C-88 Medea transport belonging to us. Second, there are going to be several mobile suits protecting it."
"Well, this will be a challenge for us, but we can do it," I said, with a plan already worked out in my mind....

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My plan was working out already. Spies ahead had identified the approaching Medea as the stolen one. As it came closer, I could faintly see the shapes of three Dom Tropens flying through the clouds above the ship. Joe and I took aim at two of the Dom Tropens and fired. We sliced through them, but the third one descended and fired at a random spot with his Bazooka. Unfortunately, the smoke was hindering our shots, and we eventually ran out of power in our Energy Caps. I got angry and drew my Beam Saber.
"No, Josh, don't take a stupid risk like that," Joe yelled.
"I'm gonna do what is needed to complete the mission," I calmly replied. I activated my boosters and flew through the smoke. The Dom Tropen pulled out a 90MM Machine Gun and opened fire. My left arm was damaged, but I managed to jab my saber through the torso before he could shoot me anymore.
I landed on the ground, then we all boosted up to the top of the transport, got out of our GM Customs, and lowered ourselves down to the entry hatch. We easily overtook the ship and pilotted it back to base....