Chapter 2: Panzer Gundam Assault! Chibodee's New Technique!
"Blast it! Where is that Neo-Canadian fighter?" Chibodee Crocket yawned and took another sip of his pina colada. He had been waiting for two hours in Brooklyn Stadium, but so far, the new Gundam Moose was a no- show. The new fighter was supposed to be as good, if not better, than Andrew Graham, who had left the fight after realizing that Argo Gulskii was innocent. Challenge was not the only reason Chibodee wanted to fight. He wanted to test his newest technique, which he had created during the 4-year period between Gundam Fights. After Neo-Canada, Chibodee would most likely go after Neo-China as a warm-up for his true objective: Domon Kasshu. The Neo-Japan fighter had bested Chibodee one too many times. But now, Chibodee would blow Burning Gundam out of the water with his new attack. A loud cry interrupted Chibodee's thoughts. "HELP ME! Somebody! Please! Help m - agggh!" Chibodee watched as a large green Gundam literally crushed its helpless opponent. It didn't take long for the brash Neo-American to realize that the crushed Gundam was Gundam Moose. Enraged, the bawdy brawler leapt to his feet. "What's your problem, you big green oaf!? You beat up my opponent! I guess I'll just have to try my new move on you, big, fat, green, and ugly!" With that, Chibodee jumped into his cockpit, the Mobile Trace system's suit already on him. "Bring it on, dumb ass!" "Ach! Another patriotik schweinhünd! I shall krush you like the rest of those insolent dumkopf!" The fighter, obviously German, laughed. "Hey! You ain't got no right to call the great Chibodee those dumb names! Put up your dukes, you skunk!" Chibodee readied for battle. "Ach, very vell. Gundam Fight! Ready." "GO!" With that, they were off. Chibodee darted around, dodging punches left and right. For such a bulky Gundam, this guy was fast. The large Gundam launched an unsuspected round kick, flattening Chibodee. "Hey! Just who are you anyway?" The pilot grinned. "You kan kall me Hans, mien herr," the fighter spat. He smiled. "Mine Gundam, Gundam Panzer, ist very kapable of vinning. Eet has all ze kvalities of a vinner!" "Shut it, fatty!" Chibodee cried. "Eat this! Bursting.Machine gun. Punch!" The deadly move hurtled at Panzer Gundam. It dug its feet in and.absorbed all the blows! "Wha-? But.how?" Chibodee was flabbergasted. Hans smiled. "Zees Gundam ist invinseeble! NOW YOU DIE!!!" The Panzer Gundam held out its arms. Chibodee smiled. "Here goes my new attack!" The fighter reached over his head and behind his back and pulled out a beam baseball bat. "Blazing.Home.Run.Slash!" Chibodee swung as heavily as he could, shattering the enemy's left arm. "ACHTUNG!!! Now, die!!" The Panzer Gundam held out its arm. "Panzer.Gundam.Schrek!" A bright light slammed into Chibodee. "What the hell?" Chibodee cried, just before he blacked out. "Heh heh heh. Begin phase three!" Hans murmured into a walkie- talkie.
"Blast it! Where is that Neo-Canadian fighter?" Chibodee Crocket yawned and took another sip of his pina colada. He had been waiting for two hours in Brooklyn Stadium, but so far, the new Gundam Moose was a no- show. The new fighter was supposed to be as good, if not better, than Andrew Graham, who had left the fight after realizing that Argo Gulskii was innocent. Challenge was not the only reason Chibodee wanted to fight. He wanted to test his newest technique, which he had created during the 4-year period between Gundam Fights. After Neo-Canada, Chibodee would most likely go after Neo-China as a warm-up for his true objective: Domon Kasshu. The Neo-Japan fighter had bested Chibodee one too many times. But now, Chibodee would blow Burning Gundam out of the water with his new attack. A loud cry interrupted Chibodee's thoughts. "HELP ME! Somebody! Please! Help m - agggh!" Chibodee watched as a large green Gundam literally crushed its helpless opponent. It didn't take long for the brash Neo-American to realize that the crushed Gundam was Gundam Moose. Enraged, the bawdy brawler leapt to his feet. "What's your problem, you big green oaf!? You beat up my opponent! I guess I'll just have to try my new move on you, big, fat, green, and ugly!" With that, Chibodee jumped into his cockpit, the Mobile Trace system's suit already on him. "Bring it on, dumb ass!" "Ach! Another patriotik schweinhünd! I shall krush you like the rest of those insolent dumkopf!" The fighter, obviously German, laughed. "Hey! You ain't got no right to call the great Chibodee those dumb names! Put up your dukes, you skunk!" Chibodee readied for battle. "Ach, very vell. Gundam Fight! Ready." "GO!" With that, they were off. Chibodee darted around, dodging punches left and right. For such a bulky Gundam, this guy was fast. The large Gundam launched an unsuspected round kick, flattening Chibodee. "Hey! Just who are you anyway?" The pilot grinned. "You kan kall me Hans, mien herr," the fighter spat. He smiled. "Mine Gundam, Gundam Panzer, ist very kapable of vinning. Eet has all ze kvalities of a vinner!" "Shut it, fatty!" Chibodee cried. "Eat this! Bursting.Machine gun. Punch!" The deadly move hurtled at Panzer Gundam. It dug its feet in and.absorbed all the blows! "Wha-? But.how?" Chibodee was flabbergasted. Hans smiled. "Zees Gundam ist invinseeble! NOW YOU DIE!!!" The Panzer Gundam held out its arms. Chibodee smiled. "Here goes my new attack!" The fighter reached over his head and behind his back and pulled out a beam baseball bat. "Blazing.Home.Run.Slash!" Chibodee swung as heavily as he could, shattering the enemy's left arm. "ACHTUNG!!! Now, die!!" The Panzer Gundam held out its arm. "Panzer.Gundam.Schrek!" A bright light slammed into Chibodee. "What the hell?" Chibodee cried, just before he blacked out. "Heh heh heh. Begin phase three!" Hans murmured into a walkie- talkie.