Chapter Three: Training.
Shiroi along with various other pilots sat in the ready room of the base, examining the Mobile Suits shown on the main monitor. They all sat with great interest, not one of them were not paying attention or daydreaming. Their eyes were wide, and their ears tuned. On the main monitor in front of the crowd, appeared a few Mobile Suits. Thus the debriefing of the new mobile suits they would be receiving began. In front of the group stood Japa Hataki. Japa was the average height for a man with average build. His red hair gleamed in the florescent lighting of the briefing room, making it seem like it was on fire. His sky blue eyes scanned over the large group before him. His hands still slightly dirty with oil, even though he washed them four times over. He sighed and raised one hand, rubbing his chin slightly, which had stubble on it. Making it noticeable that he hasn't had a decent shave in weeks. He was also the second head mechanic besides Chris on the base. Then Japa finally spoke up.
"These models are to be given to you for training and later will be assigned to their respective pilots. Also please study your pilots manual to learn the separate controls to each Mobile Suit. Currently up on the screen is the MS-14F Gelgoog Marine. " A slight mumble of surprise comes from the group of assembled pilots. Japa raised one hand to quiet down the room before continuing. "As you already know, the MS014 Gelgoog was released during the last weeks of the one year war under Zeon, which was the last large production line created. The Geloog variants also appeared to fill specific mission roles, and one variant was the MS-14F Gelgoog Marine. Built exclusively for Zeon's marine troops, the Gelgoog Marine or "F-type," as it is sometimes called features improved thrusters, speed and maneuverability, as well as external propellant tanks to increase its range while offsetting the extra fuel used by its more powerful thrusters." The screen zooms up on the shoulders of the Geloog, standard federation beam sabers located behind each shoulder. "The twin beam sword of the original Geloog is replaced with two standard beam sabers, and a 110 mm machinegun was mounted on each forearm. The large shield that the Gellog is usually associated with has been replaced with a modified shoulder shield, called a "knuckle shield," which could be used as a punching weapon. The unit is also outfitted with a standard federation beam rifle."
Japa paused, allowing the information to sink into the pilots brains before continuing. The picture on the main monitor switches to a different mobile suit. " This Mobile Suit was the backbone of the Zeon forces. The MS- 06F, also known as the Zaku II. Before you start moaning about piloting a piece of junk, the Zaku II has gone through an overhaul. First off, the Zaku II was made lighter making it more fuel-efficient, giving it a longer flight time. It also has an upgraded more powerful generator. The armor protecting the cockpit was also improved, as well as its overall performance, putting it on a more equal footing with our RGM79 GM."
Japa took a breath before continuing. " Also, the F2 type can be fitted with a pair of solid rocket boosters on its backpack, giving it a very brief but tremendous increase in overall thruster output; this option allowed ground-based Zaku to temporarily become airborne to attack low- altitude aircraft." The crowd rustled uncomfortably in their seats. They were brought back to attention by the booming of the mechanic's voice. " Pay attention, damnit! Now I have to inform on our pride and joy: The RGM- 79C Powered GM. As the Earth Federal Forces rebuilt its military power in the years following the One-Year War, we used existing GM units to serve as test beds for developing technologies to be incorporated into new mobile suit designs. One such unit was the RGM-79C Powered GM, a heavily modified RGM-79C Modified GM, based off the RGM-79 GM which was built to test parts and systems for the Gundam Development Project. *The image on the screen rotates so its back is facing them. Then zooms up on its backpack* It has a heavy, powerful backpack that provided it with incredible thrust and acceleration, and is equipped with improved shock absorbers in the legs. Because the GM was built for efficiency and was never designed with this kind of equipment and performance in mind, the control systems for the backpack and other improvements were placed in external "boxes" on the Powered GM's armor, making it appear more heavily armored than it actually is." Japa's mouth closed in his nostrils flared open, taking in air. He exhaled and began, " That brings us to the end of the briefing. If you have a question, find your own answer. Training with these new suits will begin at 0630 tomorrow. "Ahh..and I almost forgot." The long pause gets the mass assembly's attention. " The pilots assigned to the Mobile Suits may also give it a custom color scheme. I have been ordered to give you the rest of the day off. You are free to go do what you like, dismissed." With that, the pilots slowly stood and filed out of the room. - - - - - - Mobile Suit Hanger
Shiroi walked along the smooth cement floor of the hanger. "Wow" He breathed out, coming to a stop and surveying his surroundings, his size that of a small bug compared the mobile suits towering over him. Metal scaffolding each numbered, which lead down either side of the large hanger separated each suit. All together the hanger had thirty to forty mobile suits for the fledgling pilots. The sound of air drills, and the clank of metal against metal as the mechanics worked hard to prepare the suits for tomorrows mobile suit training excorsize. Shiroi looked down at his note pad for the information he took in the briefing. "Damn.I must have copied some of the information down wrong." He spotted a mechanic working on one of the newly supped up Zaku's leg shock absorbers. "Do you know where I can find my Powered GM?" The mechanic just grunted in response. Shiroi was puzzled and then tried again. "Excuse me sir. But-" The mechanic mumbled back at Shiroi cutting him off. His voice growing irritated. "Listen kid, I don't have time to mess with you right now, so try finding some one else to bug." Shiroi's shoulders sagged slightly. "Well at least tell me who is in charge here so I can talk with the supervisor." The mechanic gladly complied. "She's working in section six on a powered GM." She? Shiroi thought. Oh, he must mean Crystal. "Thanks a lot bud." The mechanic just grunted in response, turning his attention back on his work. Jeez, what a grouch. Shiroi thought as he continued walking past scaffolding holding various mobile suits still looking for his own, the mechanic not offering him much help. Shiroi sighed to himself. "Section six...well they said nothing about sections and on top of that my feet are killing me." Shiroi sat down and leaned up against a foot of a mobile suit to rest. The chill of the lunar- titanium alloy ate through his kaki and black federal forces uniform, making him shiver slightly. He folded his arms over his chest to warm himself, and to be more relaxed. "Watch out!" screamed a feminine voice, which was immediately followed by sharp clangs of metal against metal. Shiroi was so relaxed that he didn't hear the warning and the wrench that fell from the tool box impacted Shiroi in the head rendering him unconscious, his world fading to black.
"Hey, he's finally coming to." Shiroi groaned his vision swimming for a moment before focusing on the ceiling and Chris's concerned expression. "Shiroi, I'm so sorry. You were lucky that the wrench fell out of the toolbox when the lift was coming back down. Or you would have been dead. Are you okay?" Shiroi struggled for a moment trying to keep up on what Chris was saying. Slowly he righted himself into a sitting position. " How long have I been out?" Chris looked worriedly at him. " You've been out for at least ten minutes. The base medic hasn't gotten here yet." And as if on cue the medic walked in. He was a slightly over weight man, standing about 5'6 with slightly graying red hair and kind brown eyes. " Ah, so he's already up. My names Benjamin Lee. Tell me son how do you feel?" Shiroi looked at Benjamin for a moment. " I'm fine, but my head is really killing me." The man came up and knelt beside Shiroi. "Hmm...You're lucky. Just a large bump on the head. The swelling should start going down within the day." Shiroi smiled slightly " Well I guess that's what I get for having such a hard head. Will I be able to pilot my mobile suit tomorrow?" Shiroi asked. Benjamin thought for a moment. " You're in okay position to pilot your mobile suit. Just get some rest." Shiroi breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great, now I don't suppose you have anything for a migraine."
Shiroi along with various other pilots sat in the ready room of the base, examining the Mobile Suits shown on the main monitor. They all sat with great interest, not one of them were not paying attention or daydreaming. Their eyes were wide, and their ears tuned. On the main monitor in front of the crowd, appeared a few Mobile Suits. Thus the debriefing of the new mobile suits they would be receiving began. In front of the group stood Japa Hataki. Japa was the average height for a man with average build. His red hair gleamed in the florescent lighting of the briefing room, making it seem like it was on fire. His sky blue eyes scanned over the large group before him. His hands still slightly dirty with oil, even though he washed them four times over. He sighed and raised one hand, rubbing his chin slightly, which had stubble on it. Making it noticeable that he hasn't had a decent shave in weeks. He was also the second head mechanic besides Chris on the base. Then Japa finally spoke up.
"These models are to be given to you for training and later will be assigned to their respective pilots. Also please study your pilots manual to learn the separate controls to each Mobile Suit. Currently up on the screen is the MS-14F Gelgoog Marine. " A slight mumble of surprise comes from the group of assembled pilots. Japa raised one hand to quiet down the room before continuing. "As you already know, the MS014 Gelgoog was released during the last weeks of the one year war under Zeon, which was the last large production line created. The Geloog variants also appeared to fill specific mission roles, and one variant was the MS-14F Gelgoog Marine. Built exclusively for Zeon's marine troops, the Gelgoog Marine or "F-type," as it is sometimes called features improved thrusters, speed and maneuverability, as well as external propellant tanks to increase its range while offsetting the extra fuel used by its more powerful thrusters." The screen zooms up on the shoulders of the Geloog, standard federation beam sabers located behind each shoulder. "The twin beam sword of the original Geloog is replaced with two standard beam sabers, and a 110 mm machinegun was mounted on each forearm. The large shield that the Gellog is usually associated with has been replaced with a modified shoulder shield, called a "knuckle shield," which could be used as a punching weapon. The unit is also outfitted with a standard federation beam rifle."
Japa paused, allowing the information to sink into the pilots brains before continuing. The picture on the main monitor switches to a different mobile suit. " This Mobile Suit was the backbone of the Zeon forces. The MS- 06F, also known as the Zaku II. Before you start moaning about piloting a piece of junk, the Zaku II has gone through an overhaul. First off, the Zaku II was made lighter making it more fuel-efficient, giving it a longer flight time. It also has an upgraded more powerful generator. The armor protecting the cockpit was also improved, as well as its overall performance, putting it on a more equal footing with our RGM79 GM."
Japa took a breath before continuing. " Also, the F2 type can be fitted with a pair of solid rocket boosters on its backpack, giving it a very brief but tremendous increase in overall thruster output; this option allowed ground-based Zaku to temporarily become airborne to attack low- altitude aircraft." The crowd rustled uncomfortably in their seats. They were brought back to attention by the booming of the mechanic's voice. " Pay attention, damnit! Now I have to inform on our pride and joy: The RGM- 79C Powered GM. As the Earth Federal Forces rebuilt its military power in the years following the One-Year War, we used existing GM units to serve as test beds for developing technologies to be incorporated into new mobile suit designs. One such unit was the RGM-79C Powered GM, a heavily modified RGM-79C Modified GM, based off the RGM-79 GM which was built to test parts and systems for the Gundam Development Project. *The image on the screen rotates so its back is facing them. Then zooms up on its backpack* It has a heavy, powerful backpack that provided it with incredible thrust and acceleration, and is equipped with improved shock absorbers in the legs. Because the GM was built for efficiency and was never designed with this kind of equipment and performance in mind, the control systems for the backpack and other improvements were placed in external "boxes" on the Powered GM's armor, making it appear more heavily armored than it actually is." Japa's mouth closed in his nostrils flared open, taking in air. He exhaled and began, " That brings us to the end of the briefing. If you have a question, find your own answer. Training with these new suits will begin at 0630 tomorrow. "Ahh..and I almost forgot." The long pause gets the mass assembly's attention. " The pilots assigned to the Mobile Suits may also give it a custom color scheme. I have been ordered to give you the rest of the day off. You are free to go do what you like, dismissed." With that, the pilots slowly stood and filed out of the room. - - - - - - Mobile Suit Hanger
Shiroi walked along the smooth cement floor of the hanger. "Wow" He breathed out, coming to a stop and surveying his surroundings, his size that of a small bug compared the mobile suits towering over him. Metal scaffolding each numbered, which lead down either side of the large hanger separated each suit. All together the hanger had thirty to forty mobile suits for the fledgling pilots. The sound of air drills, and the clank of metal against metal as the mechanics worked hard to prepare the suits for tomorrows mobile suit training excorsize. Shiroi looked down at his note pad for the information he took in the briefing. "Damn.I must have copied some of the information down wrong." He spotted a mechanic working on one of the newly supped up Zaku's leg shock absorbers. "Do you know where I can find my Powered GM?" The mechanic just grunted in response. Shiroi was puzzled and then tried again. "Excuse me sir. But-" The mechanic mumbled back at Shiroi cutting him off. His voice growing irritated. "Listen kid, I don't have time to mess with you right now, so try finding some one else to bug." Shiroi's shoulders sagged slightly. "Well at least tell me who is in charge here so I can talk with the supervisor." The mechanic gladly complied. "She's working in section six on a powered GM." She? Shiroi thought. Oh, he must mean Crystal. "Thanks a lot bud." The mechanic just grunted in response, turning his attention back on his work. Jeez, what a grouch. Shiroi thought as he continued walking past scaffolding holding various mobile suits still looking for his own, the mechanic not offering him much help. Shiroi sighed to himself. "Section six...well they said nothing about sections and on top of that my feet are killing me." Shiroi sat down and leaned up against a foot of a mobile suit to rest. The chill of the lunar- titanium alloy ate through his kaki and black federal forces uniform, making him shiver slightly. He folded his arms over his chest to warm himself, and to be more relaxed. "Watch out!" screamed a feminine voice, which was immediately followed by sharp clangs of metal against metal. Shiroi was so relaxed that he didn't hear the warning and the wrench that fell from the tool box impacted Shiroi in the head rendering him unconscious, his world fading to black.
"Hey, he's finally coming to." Shiroi groaned his vision swimming for a moment before focusing on the ceiling and Chris's concerned expression. "Shiroi, I'm so sorry. You were lucky that the wrench fell out of the toolbox when the lift was coming back down. Or you would have been dead. Are you okay?" Shiroi struggled for a moment trying to keep up on what Chris was saying. Slowly he righted himself into a sitting position. " How long have I been out?" Chris looked worriedly at him. " You've been out for at least ten minutes. The base medic hasn't gotten here yet." And as if on cue the medic walked in. He was a slightly over weight man, standing about 5'6 with slightly graying red hair and kind brown eyes. " Ah, so he's already up. My names Benjamin Lee. Tell me son how do you feel?" Shiroi looked at Benjamin for a moment. " I'm fine, but my head is really killing me." The man came up and knelt beside Shiroi. "Hmm...You're lucky. Just a large bump on the head. The swelling should start going down within the day." Shiroi smiled slightly " Well I guess that's what I get for having such a hard head. Will I be able to pilot my mobile suit tomorrow?" Shiroi asked. Benjamin thought for a moment. " You're in okay position to pilot your mobile suit. Just get some rest." Shiroi breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great, now I don't suppose you have anything for a migraine."