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( III )

Attack

"What?!" Brad exclaimed at the microphone. He stood up.

            "I said," Lady Une's voice spoke from the speaker, "Evacuate all patients from the colony, now!!"

            "But colonel Lady Une!" he protested. "We simply have too many patients. And some of them are too injured to have us move them at all!"

            "Do whatever is necessary, lieutenant, but get them out of there! We have received word that…" Static suddenly crackled through the intermission. "…that the incoming ship…is a Gundam…with intent to cause… considerable damage…You…now…" Lady Une's voice suddenly became drowned in static.

            "Lady Une?" Brad hurriedly tried to regain the connection. "Lady Une? Lady Une!"

            "Brad?" Mea suddenly appeared at his side. "Brad, what's wrong? Have you identified the ship yet?"

            "We've lost all connection to Fortress Barge. It seems like that Gundam is the cause of it!"

            "A Gundam?" Mea's eyes grew large. Brad nodded.

            "Yes. We have orders to evacuated all staff and patients from the colony and hospital as soon as we can."

            "That's impossible!" Now Mea was angry. "We can't move such a large amount of people in such short notice! And what about our patients in critical condition? They might die just from the shock of moving them!"

            "I understand that, but I have a feeling that if we don't evacuate soon, those patients in critical condition won't be the only ones to die."

            A sudden explosion rocked through the building. Brad fell to the floor and Mea was thrown backward, but managed to steady herself from slamming into the wall. Frightened, panicked screams echoed from the nearby hall and everything blinked red. When the shaking finally stopped, Mea brought herself shakily back to her feet.

            "Is everyone alright?"

            Brad braced himself against the control panel to bring himself back to his feet. "I'm okay," he whispered hoarsely. Similar echoes were heard as the other officers tried to stand up.

            "What was that?" Mea asked aloud.

            "The Gundam has fired a warning shot at us," Brad replied grimly, typing furiously at his keyboard as images and words flashed on the monitor.

            "And the patients? Are they—,"

            "They're fine, from the looks at it. A little shook up, but fine. No considerable damage to the hospital buildings…yet."

            Mea looked relieved, but inside, she was seething in anger. 'I thought the Gudams were made to protect the colonies,' she thought. 'Who is that jerk of a pilot, anyway? Firing at us when he obviously knows that there are innocent people here!'

            Another explosion rocked the building and they were once again thrown to the ground. Brad was the first to stand.

            "Send in our fighter units!" he yelled into the speaker. "And start the evacuation!" He pressed another button. "All units, report your damages!"

            A flurry of voice immediately rushed in through the transmission.

            "Sir," one officer said hurriedly. "Hanger A in sector 19 has been destroyed. Hangers D and E report minor damages."

            "Fighter Units have been sent out," another voice announced. "Battle is taking place just outside sector 14-A."

            "Any chance for pictures?" Brad asked.

            "We're trying, sir. We'll upload the images to you in a few seconds."

            Brad nodded, then turned to Mea. "Dr. Somers, you should be helping with the evacuation."

            "But--," Mea began. Another explosion was heard, more violent than the previous ones. A panicked voice sounded from the speakers.

            "Sir! Hangers D and E are destroyed! Hangers B and C are currently being attacked and—AUUUGHHH!" the transmission was suddenly cut off. Mea and the others heard the sure sound of laser fire before the line ended. Brad's face tightened. Pushing another button, he demanded a report from all sectors. All affirmed the previous report.

            "Have all our units gone?" Brad demanded as another explosion rocked the colony.

            "Affirmative, sir! Almost a fourth of them are already destroyed, though. I don't think we can hold much more of this!"

            "Damn it!" Brad cursed, throwing down the microphone angrily. He stabbed a finger at the general communications system viciously. "Whoever you are," he yelled, "Identify yourself right now! Who the hell are you?!"

            Static crackled ominously through the connection, then cleared. An icy voice was suddenly heard through the speakers.

            "My name is of no importance, because after I'm finished with you, there'll be nobody left here alive to even remember it."

            Mea's head snapped up. She knew that voice.

            "What do you mean?" Brad demanded. "Stop firing at us! We have patients and civilians here! Hello? Answer me!! Damn it!" Brad slammed his fist on the panel. Mea shook her head, trying to clear herself from the shock. Then, without thinking, she rushed out of the room. Brad turned sharply.

            "Mea? Mea! Do you know who it is? Mea! Come back here!"