Jegan Time
Chapter 4: Counter Strike
Lt. Michel Michalski stared up at his brand new MS-06 R1 Zaku II high mobility type.
"I'll get that god damned Feddie with this suit" he muttered to himself.
His suit was armed with one of the new 280mm bazookas that had a magazine that stuck up from the back which made it easily re-loadable.
He had three extra magazines plus the one that was already in the weapon.
Also hanging on the skirt armor were two cracker grenades and a heat hawk.
Michel turned and marched off towards the rest of his new force to inspect their readiness.
"Sir" said an overly excited and very young petty officer "our unit is prepared to defend this base from any possible attack."
"Good, carry on" said Michel.
The young soldier saluted sprang away.
"My god" Michel muttered to himself "if we're putting kids like that on the front we might not last much longer in this war."
He turned and walked back to the cot that he had set up by his Zaku so he would be ready for when the Feddies came looking for them, because he knew they would, and it would happen soon.
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Lt. Ryan Beckner kept his Jegan crouched as he approached the crest of the hill.
"Hold fast" he called back over the radio to master CPO Morgan Meagher.
He stood his Jegan up just enough so that he could see over the top.
The suits night vision pierced the darkness and he spotted a large humanoid shape
"Zaku!" he muttered to himself.
"Morgan I've sighted a Zaku in a prepared position, I think this is the place we are looking for."
"Roger, I'm beginning to circle around to get a view of their base so that I can use my missile pod."
"Roger" Ryan replied "give me a heads up when you are in position so I can get rid of this one in front of me and move in to support you."
"O.K. I will" she replied and started moving her Ground GM around the sentry Zaku.
"Be careful" he added with out thinking about it.
"I will" she answered back.
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"I think he likes me" Morgan said to herself as she moved her GM around the Zeonic base to a point at which she could see it clearly
"Sir I am in position, and standing by for orders."
"Alright" Ryan's voice came over the radio "use your missiles to take out any buildings that you see. Also take out any stationary mobile suits you see, it will make our jobs easier."
"Roger that sir" she answered, and raised her GM up until it's head and shoulders were above th crest of the hill she was hiding behind.
She targeted two of her missiles for the only mobile suit hanger and the rest for what looked to be prefabricated barracks
"Targets selected, no zeeks in sight except the sentry" she radioed to Ryan.
"Roger that" Ryan replied "fire".
When he said that she pressed the trigger under her thumb and held it until all six missiles had been fired.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw a beam pierce the night.
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"HOLY SHI..." was all the Zaku pilot got to say before the beam pierced his cockpit and turned him and his mobile suit into vapor.
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"Got 'em" Ryan said, as he moved his Jegan forward to where the Zaku had been.
He looked down on the small base which was in flames know from Morgan's missile strikes.
He saw no enemy mobile suits coming to engage him.
"Shit, did we give them enough time to pull back?"
He moved down the other side of the hill and into the base where he met up with chief Meagher
"Where did they go?"she asked
"I don't know but keep your guard up"
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"I've got these bastards now" Michel said to himself as he took aim at the GM.
He fired once and then again before the first rocket hit.
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"Morgan get down!" Ryan screamed as he saw the rockets fly from the hill side.
"Huh!?!" was all she got to say before the rockets hit her GM in the head and the shield arm taking both off sending the suit to the ground smoking.
"MORGAN!!" Ryan yelled "you bastards, I'm gonna kill you fucking Zeek's" he said to the five Zakus that had come out of concealed fox holes on the hill opposite the base.
He charged the center suit blazing away with his beam rifle.
It nimbly avoided and answered with another bazooka shell.
"What the hell kind of Zaku is that" Ryan wondered as he dodged another bazooka shell, and vaporized another Zaku.
The Sun was beginning to rise in the east
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"Shit this Feddie bastard is a fucking maniac." Michel thought to himself as he used his new Zaku's powerful thrusters to avoid a spread of missiles the pale blue Federation suit had fired from mountings in it's shield.
"All units fall back and encircle the base so he can't escape. I'll stay here and deal with this cocksucker".
"Roger that sir." came the reply and the three remaining Zakus jumped from the base back to the surrounding hill.
This left the two enemies alone and standing 300 yards apart.
"All right lets finish this" and the Zaku dropped it's bazooka and drew it's heat hawk. The Fed suit did the same stowing it's beam rifle behind itself and drawing it's beam saber.
"That beam weapon isn't gonna protect you from me asshole" Michel sneered as he pushed his thrusters up to full and raced forward. The enemy suit crouched and prepared for the assault behind it's shield.
A second before Michel reached his target he threw a cracker grenade which detonated right in the Feddie's face blinding him. Michel changed the direction of the thrust and shot up and over the Jegan, landing behind it. "Your finished now fucker" he thought as he brought down the heat hawk.
But in a flash the Jegan got the tip of it's shield in the way and the heat hawk glanced off taking a huge chunk out of the end. "Shit there goes my chance" as the Jegan finished turning around and sprayed his MS-06 R1 with shells from it's single 60mm head vulcan. One or two of the shells got around Michel's shoulder shield and damaged the actuators for the right shoulder.
"Shit right arms messed up, hardly moves". Suddenly the Jegan went on the offensive. Slashing, firing it's vulcan's, and the last three of it's shield mounted missiles. "Can't beat him up close got to go back to range. He dodged several slashes and dropped the second cracker grenade and jetted towards his discarded bazooka. Just before he reached it a red beam sliced it's way across the full magazine of missiles destroying the weapon. "WHAT THE HELL" Michel fumed as he searched for the source of the beam. He found it a desert camouflaged GM Sniper had it's head and rifle sticking over the crest of a hill to the south.
Now he knew there was no way for him to win so he made a decision "all units fall back" he called out over the net "we will re-group at California Base".
"Roger that sir" came the answers from the remainder of his unit. "Cover me" Michel called, and he boosted out of the ruins of his covered by a spray of 120mm shells. "We shall meet again Feddie and then you shall meet your end" he said over the Federation frequencies as he fell to the Earth near the rest of his command. "I'll be looking forward to it you Zeek bastard" came the reply. Off in the distance the Federation suit gave him the finger and turned away. At that Michel turned off his radio and began the trek back to California Base.
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Ryan moved his Jegan over to Morgan's GM and crouched down and he opened the cockpit and ran down the arm and over to the wreaked GM. "Morgan..., Morgan, are you alright?" he cried as he clambered up the GM. The cockpit looked intact and he searched around the edge for a emergency release. He found one and pulled and the cockpit sprang open. Inside he found Morgan strapped into her crash chair unconscious with a little blood running down her forehead. "Hey kid" he tapped her cheek with his hand "come on kid wake up."
"She'll be O.K. kid" a metallic voice came from be hind him. Ryan looked around and saw the GM Sniper now standing right next to his Jegan. "Right know the" voice continued "we should get our asses back to the base before those Zeeks come back with more" "Your good kid but not that good". Ryan nodded and reached in and unbuckled Morgan and started to carry her back to his Jegan. "Thanks for the help back there" he indicated the crater in the tarmac where the Zakus bazooka had blown up with a twitch of the head. "If he had gotten that bazooka he might have gotten me before I could have gotten my beam rifle".
"Not a problem the voice said" now over the radio because Ryan had now gotten back to his cockpit. "I had been watching for a while before that".
"WHAT" Ryan said confused, "then why the hell didn't you help me before then!?!"
"I was under orders from Major Bernard Briggs", he paused, "you might know him as the, short, old, bald guy that sent you out her in the first place". "My orders were to kill you, and destroy your mobile suit if you turned out to be a Zeek spy". "Oh..." Michel trailed off. "Oh and by the way swearing is not a thing to do towards a senior officer". "Huh" stuttered Ryan. "Captain Paul Simmons, at your service, the GM bowed.
"Sorry sir" Ryan muttered, "lets get back to the base so we can get CPO Meagher some medical attention". "Right lets go" came Captain Simmons answer. They started their march south, when the got to the hill where the sentry had been the captain's GM turned around and fired a beam into the reactor of Morgan's GM. The mobile suit exploded in a flash of white and yellow. "We could have recovered that GM" Ryan said in confusion. "But not before we gave the Zeeks a chance to get some of the technology, like beam weapons" answered captain Simmons. "Right sir".
After about a half an hour of marching Ryan looked over at his superior's GM. The Cockpit was open and Ryan got his first look at captain Paul Simmons. He was a middle aged man with graying hair and from the looks of him he was, short, and broad shouldered. Ryan copied him and let the cool morning air flow into his cockpit. When this happened Morgan moaned and began to sit up from the position Ryan had set her in the bottom of the cockpit. He set the Jegan's autopilot* and went down to help her.
"How you doing" he asked with concern on his face. "I'm gonna have one hell of a headache but I think I'll be O.K." she said rubbing her forehead. He helped her stand up "lets get you to some fresh air", and he helped her out to the cockpit hatch and sat her down. He sat down next to her and took a deep breath and exhaled. "How's she doing" came the captain's voice over his GM's loud speaker. They both looked over at the GM Sniper and gave the thumbs up.
"How'd you do" she asked turning back to him. "I got two more J types and damaged this high-mobility type". "I think the Hi-Mo is the one that got you because he's the only one that came out with a bazooka". "He's an ace though, because he had a personal symbol on his shoulder shield. It was hard to tell but I think it was a Grim Reaper slashing the Federation flag in half. But that's only a guess because my vulcans chewed the shield up before I could get a good look at it". She looked thoughtful for a second and then did some counting on her fingers. She turned to him ans said "you are too, two yesterday and the three you got this time". He did the counting on his hand and then said "your right I guess I am". She moved closer to him and said "well thanks for the help today ACE" she leaned really close and kissed him on the cheek. And Earth Federal Forces lieutenant junior grade Ryan Beckner was all smiles as they crested the last hill and moved down towards that Federation base.
There's Chapter 4 hope you liked it. You might have notice it's a lot longer than the others that is due to my reading of In Vain Doth Honor Bleed by His Divine Shadow and the encouragement it gave and the example of an amazing fanfic it set.
*The autopilot I got from the 08th MS Team and with more advanced technology in a Jegan than a RX-79G it could walk by it's self with out the pilot in the cockpit.
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I might have the next chapter out next month