Announcer – "An ace mobile suit team, versus a mobile suit designed to wipe out mobile suit teams; should be interesting. Ready… Fight!"
The Kämpfer was fully stocked with its assortment of weapons; Mikhail knew that all he really had to do was pick them off, one at a time to win.
Gaia – "Ortega, Mash we're moving in; stick close, but keep your distance. Stay sharp and don't let him intimidate you. Black Tri-Stars, moving out!" Mikhail – 'The pride of the Cyclops Team versus the B.T-S's, let's make this fun.'
The ruins of New York had many a fallen skyscrapers; it was here that Garma Zabi had lost his life. Gaia lad his boys through the maze, to where his sensors indicated the Kämpfer was. It was, perhaps, the most advanced MS Zeon had ever made; but it was still just one man.
Mikhail had taken a defensive position on top of a building, he knew they were coming; he also knew that he would be screwed if they pulled off their 'Jet Stream Attack.' He activated his hover jets, and went down into the streets as well. 'The Hunt has begun.' he thought.
Mash was in the rear, as always, and he was getting tired of this game of hide and go seek. Visibility was low, the radar wasn't working, and sonar scans usually led to dead ends. The Kämpfer suddenly appeared in front of them, and led them to, what seemed to be an abandoned sports stadium.
Mikhail – "Okay boys, we going to play here; that alright with you?" Gaia – "Just so long as we get to settle this."
The Kämpfer pulled out both of its Giant Bazookas; if it had a mouth, you would think it was smiling. 'I just thought of something special I can do, I think I'll try it out.' Mikhail reflected.
Gaia – "All right boys, let's make this quick. Jet Steam Attack!"
The Doms swooped and swerved, dodging the shots coming from Mikhail. They arranged themselves to a single line, and at point plank range, Gaia activated his Spraybeam.
Mikhail had them, at the moment he knew Gaia would give him the Spraybeam; he did an auto restart of his visual scanners. The result was a second lost, and a slight brightness in the surrounding area. Ortega moved in with his Beam Saber; Mikhail dodged that with grace, and then caught an off guard Mash with his Bazookas.
Gaia's comm. was filled with the sounds of Mash's screams, before they were replaced by static.
Ortega – "Mash! You savage brute!"
Mikhail – "Look who's talking."
Ortega, in a mad rage charged the Kämpfer with his Beam Saber. Mikhail calmly pulled out his Shotguns and blew the feet off of Ortega's Dom; that before he fired a Grenade into Ortega's cockpit.
Gaia was not about to lose his composure, he would avenge the souls of his comrades. They had gone to eternal happiness, and he would make sure this Mischa enjoyed eternal pain!
The dance that followed had all the elegance of ice skaters fighting with swords. Beam Saber on Beam Saber, Gaia and Mikhail fought on through the night. Gaia once again decided to use his Spraybeam, and immediately thrust with his Beam Saber at the Kämpfer's cockpit.
Mikhail dropped to a knee, and thrust upward. A broken head is a small price for victory.
