CHAPTER III

THE WHITE WOLF OF SOLOMON

Ryan Starsman was driving his XT-090 elehummer through the streets of Cairo, which became a Zeon base in late 0080. He would classify himself as a bounty hunter, although most of Earth's population would frame him as a rebel. A day or two ago, he got a call from a rebel pilot by the name of Texan Demitry that he wanted him to drive his elehummer to the outskirts of the city, where a camouflaged Gunperry would take the cargo of about forty pilots and head off to Havana base, one of two surviving rebel bases (if you would consider Greenwich base a survivor). Ryan told him that he was crazy, for Cairo had three tropical test type Dom's and two Zaku Tanks, but Texan assured him that they would have some surprises for the Zeeks. Ryan heavily doubted that, but a pay of $50,000 seemed to be more than enough.

Ryan's ride through the city was going well, for they had been driving for ten minutes and no sign of Zeon trouble. They had past the Dom's a few times, though, which made Ryan and the rebels very nervous. Ryan was about to congratulate himself on being able to outwit the Zeeks when two elecars with Zeon colors blocked his path. Two Zeon soldiers armed with machine guns came out of the elecars and headed towards him.

"Sir", said the Zeon soldier. "May I see your license and registration?"

"Sure", said Ryan. He showed the soldier his card and the soldier nodded.

"What have you got back there, son?" asked the Zeon soldier.

"Food stuffs, furniture, the usual", said Ryan.

"What do you mean by 'usual?'" asked the Zeon soldier.

"I run a small store", said Ryan. "We sell miscellaneous stuff".

"What's it called?" asked the soldier.

"For the love of god or whatever you believe in, why are you being so cruel?" asked Ryan.

"It's just a question", said the officer.

"A question can hurt a person a lot", said Ryan.

"How?" asked the soldier.

"Like this", said Ryan. He then pulled out a mini-gun from his pocket and shot the soldier. He spun his waist around and shot the windshield, which caused the bullet to go through the windshield and hit the other soldier. He then accelerated to 100 miles per hour and bumped the two cars blocking his way, and his high velocity caused the cars to fly backwards and allow him to continue on the road. He then pushed his elehummer to 120 miles per hour- its highest speed- to outrun the Tropical Dom Test Types that were tailing him. One of them fired a couple shots in the distance, but they both his small buildings that were far from Ryan. It then fired at a large skyscraper near Ryan, which caused the building to fall down in front of him.

"HANG ON!" yelled Ryan. He then turned the elehummer so that it flipped over and it was moving on its side. The car continued to move, and the fact that it was on its side allowed it to roll in the gap between the skyscraper and the road. The elehummer luckily missed the skyscraper, but friction caused the car to stop moving and the fact that it was on its side caused a big problem.

"I thought you said you had some surprises for the Zeeks!" yelled Ryan.

"We do", said Texan. "Get out of the car". Ryan then opened the door, rolled out of the car, and was instantly able to recognize what Texan was talking about. Three GM Cannons jumped up out of nowhere and began firing a barrage at the Doms, and within seconds the Doms were nothing more than scrap metal. Several large bullets flew past Ryan's head, and he saw that two Zaku tanks were rolling down the street. A couple of Saberfish then zoomed passed his head. They then came back around and fired all 6 of their missile at each of the Zaku tanks and they were incinerated.

"Good job", said Texan to the Saberfish pilots over his cell phone.

"Thanks", said one of the pilots. Then, in the blink of an eye, the two Saberfish suddenly exploded.

"What the hell?" asked Ryan.

"Oh my god", said Texan.

"What?" asked Ryan.

"THE WHITE WOLF OF SOLOMON!" yelled a pilot. Ryan then turned around slowly and saw the horror that all the pilots were scared of. The White Wolf of Solomon, whose real name was Shin Matsunaga, was a captain of Zeon forces during the One Year War and continued fighting the rebellion. Not only was he the best of the best, he had over 180 mobile suit kills, twenty ship kills, and legend has it that he was the one who stuck his heat hawk into Amuro Ray's cockpit. The GM cannons, realizing their threat, turned around and started firing at him. Shin expertly dodged the blasts, and with a flick of his wrist, sliced a GM cannon into four pieces and caused it to explode.

"DIE YOU BASTARD!" yelled one of the GM cannon pilots as he fired a barrage at Shin to avenge his friend. Shin just turned his head to the left to avoid the blast and then threw his heat hawk like a boomerang, which hit the GM cannon square in the cockpit. With a quick arm motion he grabbed his beam cannon and shot through the GM cannon he just slayed, and the beam rent right through the third GM cannon and caused them to explode.

"If that man continues to live", said Texan, "we will never live to see our freedom."

"We could go to Havana base", said Francis after someone asking him where they should go. "It's not like we have much of a choice.

"How do we know that it won't suffer the same fate as this base?" said Greg.

"We have to at least try", said Francis.

"Yeah", said Greg. "I'll listen to a little midget traitor from the bowels of Canada".

"Hey!" yelled Heinz. "That's enough".

"But look at him!" yelled Greg. "He's just a kid and he's making it seem like he's so big and almighty!"

"I said that's enough", yelled Heinz. Greg then pulled away from Heinz but Heinz grabbed him. "You will be the one to call Havana base".

"You can't give me orders!" yelled Greg. "I'm a commander!"

"And I'm a captain!" yelled Heinz. He then shoved the cell phone in his stomach so that it would hurt and Greg backed away. He then dialed the numbers to the base with great force and made angry breathing noises.

"Hello?" yelled Greg.

"Greg!" yelled someone from the other line. "This is Tenneth A. Jung! I thought you guys were dead for sure!"

"Well, we're alive", said Greg. "We got Heinz and a buddy that he was trying to defect from Zeon out of the area and took them to Colorado."

"You guys survived Colorado!?!?!?!" exclaimed Jung.

"No", said Heinz, who grabbed the phone. "We found it in ruins."

"It's a shame we lost the base", said Jung. "Havana's the only working base."

"We did, however, find two Gundams that are in perfect condition", said Heinz.

"You mean the Perfect and Full Armor Gundams?" asked Jung.

"Yes, I'm talking about the Perfect and Full Armor Gundams", said Heinz.

"Super!" exclaimed Jung. "I'm glad no one saw you!"

"Actually", said Heinz, "A Zeon film crew caught us on tape for a few seconds but we vaped 'em".

"Oh", said Jung. "You need pickup?"

"No", said Heinz. "We just wanted to know if you guys were alive".

"Actually", said Jung, "there is something you can do for us".

"What?" asked an angry Heinz.

"A group of about forty Zeon pilots just defected to the Federation", said Jung, "including ace pilot Texan Demitry. They were taken to a large Zeon weapon storage facility in Russia where they will be converted back to Zeon pilots and forced to help in Greenwich."

"Fine", said Heinz. "We only have five GM cannons, a Guncannon-II, and our two Gundams. Will you send help?"

"Yes", said Jung. "Also, they will need the soldiers and the Gunperry to help the pilots escape".

"Fine with me", said Heinz. "I got to go. Bye".

"Bye", said Jung. Heinz then hung up and turned to the crowd.

"Guys", said Heinz, "the fighting will continue".