Jegan Time

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-Zakuboy-

Chapter 5: Rest Before the Storm

In the days after Ryan returned from the raid on the Zeonic base there was little rest. Because of the lack of heavy construction equipment on the base, most of the surviving GM's were put onto reconstruction duty. As the most powerful suit on the base the Jegan and Ryan spent most of their time patrolling the perimeter on the base.

"Yet another six hours of my life washed down the hole" he muttered to himself as he backed his suit into a repair dock in the only remaining hanger. As soon as his suit was powered down techs began swarming all over his suit checking all the systems for problems. Ryan popped the hatch and clambered out onto the access catwalk that the techs had put in front of his suit.

"Sir" a young tech came jogging up to Ryan.

"What" Ryan said as he yawned and stretched his arms above his head.

"Well the head mechanic was just talking to me, and he thinks that your suit needs better protection from the sand and dirt. So far we have had to change a lot of your filters. So he was wondering if you would let us make your suit some better joint seals?".

"Yeah what ever" Ryan muttered as he cracked his back.

"He also thought that you should get some front and rear skirt armor for your suit. He says from the look of your suit it was designed for space combat, not land combat. Since it was made for that purpose the designers focused on speed, and mobility for protection, rather than heavy armor.".

Ryan turned and looked at the tech for the first time since he had come up.

The tech seemed to shrink a little as Ryan looked at him. "I don't know if my suits hip actuators have the strength to lift the extra weight of the armor in gravity".

"Don't worry sir" the tech said seeming to gain a little confidence back "at the moment the actuators aren't putting out their maximum power. If we turn them all the way up the extra armor should feel like it doesn't exist."

Wouldn't turning the power up put stress the actuators, and cause damage?" Ryan asked.

"No sir" the tech seemed to have his confidence back, "because they are set below this suits highest setting. We would be simply turning that setting all the way up".

Ryan thought about it for a minute, while the tech looked at him with a slight look of hope in his eye. "All right do it". The tech seemed to sag with relief. "But tell me when you finish because I want to test it out before I have to use it in combat".

"Yes sir, will do sir", the tech saluted and sprang away to tell the chief mechanic about Ryan's decision.

Ryan watched the tech run to his chief, then he started to head for the stairs that would let him back down to ground level. "Well" Ryan grumbled to himself " better go and give the mighty Major my patrol report". Ryan traipsed down the catwalk stairs, and out the immense hanger door into the mid-afternoon heat.

He headed across the large stretch that separated the hanger from the building that served as the command post, and comm center for Major Briggs. He walked through the doorway of the main entrance and turned right, down a hall that headed towards the Major's office. As he approached the office, which had a sentry standing to the right of it's door, the door opened and three people came out.

The first was the base commander Major Bernard Briggs, who was as usual chewing on the end of a cigar. The next person was someone that Ryan was much happier to see. It was Master CPO Meagher, the first Federation soldier he had run into in this time. She had her head turned and was speaking to the third person in the group, this man Ryan didn't know. He was a tall man who looked like he was in his mid-fifties,with a thin face, and gray hair that had been parted perfectly down the middle.

"Major Briggs sir" Ryan called as he jogged towards the group. "I have my patrol report for you sir". He skidded to a halt in front of his superior saluting. The Major looked him over once then returned the salute. "I'll take that lieutenant", he held out his, and Ryan placed the disk in his hand. "Now you two get out of here. I have important things to discuss with the colonel here, so go away". Both Ryan and Morgan saluted, and the officers went back into the office.

"Well" Ryan turned to face Morgan. She was stunningly beautiful, standing at about 5' 8'', having a perfectly proportioned body, and shapely breasts. On top of a head, the Ryan swore to himself came from an angel, was strait, shoulder length dark brown hair.

"Hello... hello is anyone in there". Ryan snapped out of his gazing mode and looked at Morgan. "Good" she giggled. "I thought I lost you there for a second.

"You did. I was lost in your eyes".

This time she laughed outright. "Well you little charmer you" she playfully punched him in the arm. They turned and headed for the door that Ryan had come through.

"What were you talking with the Major about before I got there?" Ryan asked as they left the building into the late afternoon sun.

"Well apparently I'm going to get a new mobile suit" she smiled at him. "Thats only because you saved my ass, and I'm one of the few experienced pilots on the base. The Major said that he would rather put an experienced pilot in the cockpit than a rookie, even if that pilot had been shot down".

"I was your knight in shinning mobile suit, who saved you from the evil cyclops" Ryan said poking her in the ribs.

She squeaked, and laughed as she twisted away from him. "Well you saved me, I'll give you that much. But that knight stuff might be taking it a little too far".

"Ok, ok" Ryan said raising his hands in mock surrender.

"I'm off duty until 1000 tomorrow, how about you?" Ryan said as he looked over at her. They were walking across the base towards the barracks complexes, which luckily hadn't been hit by the Zeek attack.

" All I'm doing until I get my new suit, is help with the maintenance of the others. The chief isn't so short handed that if I show up late he'll be mad. Why? What did you have in mind?" she looked at him with a little mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Well... ah..." Ryan swallowed hard. "I was wondering if you wanted to go for a few drinks over at the O-Club?" he asked with the slightest twinge of nerviness in his voice.

"Sure" she said at once. "I need to do some things right now, but you can come back at around 1900. I'm in room 214 of the women's barracks. See you". With that she turned on her heel, and walked to her building. At the door she tuned, looked back and gave Ryan a little wave, which he returned. Then she disappeared into the building.

Ryan pumped his fist at the sky 'yes' he thought 'this is fucking awesome'.

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"THIS FUCKING SUCKS!" Zeon lieutenant Michel Michalski screamed at the sky. "These orders are total bullshit. How the hell do they expect me to destroy that feddie base, with only four mobile suits when it couldn't be done with twelve".

The Petty Officer in front of him, who had just handed him the orders, cringed at Michel's anger.

"S... s... sir we have to. These orders are direct from Colonel Anderson at San Diego. Apparently a lot of recourses are being brought together for an attack south, but that base needs to be wiped out so it can't act as a early warning for Jaburo".

"I understand that, but what I can't believe is they won't give us any help" Michel fumed. He looked around at where his units four remaining MS-06 Zaku II's crouched in a small canyon, covered in camouflage netting. The little damage That had been done to his MS-06R1 had been fixed, but as of the moment the only weapon that he had was his heat hawk. The other MS-06J's were in similar states. They were almost out of ammunition for their 120mm machine guns, and one had even managed to lose it's heat hawk.

Michel looked back at the young petty officer. "See if you can at least get colonel Anderson to give us some new weapons, and more ammunition. Otherwise what he wants he won't get, and he'll have to send some more it is my sad duty to inform you communications back to Side 3".

"Yes sir" the petty officer said, and he saluted and sprang away back towards the small tent that held the units long range comm unit. Michel walked to the edge of the canyon where his suits were hidden, picked up a rock, hefted it, and then threw it as far as he could.

"I'll get you, you fucking feddie, if it is the last thing that I ever do". He turned back to the small encampment. "I'll get you" he muttered again.

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Ryan adjusted the flight jacket that he wore over a light weight black t-shirt. He also wore a pair of combat pants along with his black pilot boots. He knocked on the door to Morgan's room, and heard the noise of her walking across the room to the door.

When she opened it Ryan caught the slightest whiff of some perfume. She looked stunning, even though she was waring coveralls the top of which she had stripped off and tied around her waist. All she wore for a top was a black tank top. In short, to Ryan, she looked smashing. "Ready to go?" he asked. "Lets" she replied with a smile. He took her hand and they headed out of the building and towards the officers club.

Sitting in a corner booth in the officers club, Morgan looked across at Lieutenant Beckner. He looked extremely tense for someone on a date. After some small talk he said "There's something that I have to tell you". He had a very serious look on his face. "OK shoot" she said kind of confused.

"I'm not really who I say I am. Yes I am Ryan Beckner, and I am a Lieutenant of the Earth Federal Forces..." he had a look of stress on his face. "...but I'm not from this time he said very quickly. "What... I don't understand" was all she could stammer. "I'm not from your time" he repeated "I was sent back to your time by accident, when an experiment I was testing went wrong". She starred at him, and then said "then where are you from?".

"I'm from Side 5 Colony 12. The sides are rebuilt after this war ends and my family moved to them from Earth because my father got a job as an administrator for that colony. The year that I came from was 0093 and I have no way of getting back to it. I know this all sounds crazy but you have to believe me".

"Where did your suit come from?" she asked just wanting to keep him talking because she didn't know what to say.

"My suit came with me. The experiment was in teleportation, they were trying to make something so that they could send military power anywhere it was needed instantly. So when the accident happened my suit came with me".

She finally worked up the nerve to ask the question that she had been yearning to. "Does the Federation win the war? Is this the war to end all wars? What happens after this".

"This war ends but others happen" he answered. She broke down and began to cry softly with her head in her hands. "Then what is the point of fighting at all, if this war, which has been so terrible teaches mankind nothing?".

"Hey... hey" he said as he slipped around the end of the table so that he could sit next to her. "There's always a reason to fight. We fight to protect the people we love, we fight to protect the innocent, and as long as the Zeon or anyone else threatens to hurt these people, we must fight them".

She looked up at him, "everyone I loved is already gone", she cried softly and put her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around waist, but she didn't feel like pulling away, like she would with most men. Instead she felt like he was one person who might understand how she felt. He himself had lost everyone dear to him, even if in a different way.

"Do you want to get outa here" he whispered in her ear. "OK" she whispered back. They stood up, he dropped a few credits on the table to pay for the beer, and with his arm still around her waist they walked from the building.

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Minutes later they were at the door to her room. Morgan opened it and turned back to face Ryan . "Well goodnight" he muttered kinda sheepishly. 'Damn' he thought 'that is so typical of the dumb stuff I say'. Morgan tilted her face up to his, and he bent down and kissed her.

The kiss continued, and suddenly Ryan found himself being pulled into her room, and the door shutting behind him. Together they collapsed onto her bunk, and he felt her hands run up his chest and start to tug his flight jacket off.

At the same time Ryan's hands circled around her back and searched for the bottom of her tank top. They broke their kiss only long enough so that he could pull the light shirt off over her head. After that they reconnected in another kiss.

Ryan slid his hands around her again and searched for the clasp to her bra. He found it and undid it. As he pulled it away and her perfect breasts fell out he felt her hands unbuckling his pants.

'Yes' Ryan thought 'tonight was going to be a good night'.

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Michel Michalski sighed as he looked up at the moon through the chilly night sky. He strained his eyes as if he were trying to look through the mass of the moon, to his home land on the other side. He hoped his family was doing alright he looked back down at the small camp where his men huddled around a fire, trying to keep warm. "Even if the Principality losses the war, I will return to my home", he said as looked back up at the moon.

He missed them so much. His oldest son was about to graduate from high school, while his daughter was about to enter it. But the person he missed most was his wife. The way that she was able to comfort his was a much missed part of his life, more so now when their was death all around him.

"Fucking war" he muttered as he turned and walked back towards his men around the fire. He sat down on a rock that served as his seat and stared into the flames.

"Um... sir are you OK?".

Michel looked up, and across the fire at the soldier on the other side. It was the Petty officer that had had the bad luck of being the target of Michel rage about the orders that they had received. Michel was pretty sure that the soldiers name was Fred O'Brian.

"Yeah every thing's fine" he responded. "It's just that when you guys reach my age, and have a family things get more complicated". All of his soldiers looked at him with dumb expressions on their faces. Obviously none of then had a family like he did.

"I kinda know how you feel sir" Michel looked across the fire again at O'Brian. "I left my girl friend on Side 3, to come and fight in this war, and I worry every day that I might not ever be able to see her again".

From what Michel could see O'Brian couldn't have been over the age of 20. Michel tilted his face back to the star filled night. Hundreds of miles above him he say a momentary flare of light. Somewhere up in the cold grave yard that was space, several hundred souls had perished as the reactor of their ship detonated.

'Whatever it takes, I will make sure that O'Brian makes it home to his girl friend' He thought as he continued to look at the sky.

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There was a loud banging on the door to Morgan's room. Ryan felt her roll out from under his arm. He opened his eyes and saw her slender form walk across the room, to where she had her bathrobe hanging on a hook on the wall. She slipped it on and knotted the belt around her waist. She walked to the door where the person on the other side was still hammering away. When she opened it he heard the voice of Captain Simmons.

"Have you seen Lieutenant Beckner at all" he asked.

At the mention of his name Ryan rolled out of the bed and walked to the door. Captain Simmons looked surprised to see him for only a second, then he looked him up and down. "I won't ask what you were doing last night" he chuckled, and Morgan blushed.

"We have a problem" Simmons continued seriousness reclaiming his face. "Your Jegan Is missing".

"WHAT!?!" Ryan screamed. This woke him up better than any pot of coffee ever had, or could. Captain Simmons held out his hands to calm Ryan down.

"Now calm down, it wasn't stolen by the Zeeks, in fact we know it was taken by some Federation Colonel, and a bunch of his flunkies. But for the full details I'll turn you over to the man who was there". Ryan looked over and saw the tech that he had talked to the other day. "This is corporal Jenkins, and he was there when they showed up, and... well I'll let him tell you about it".

"I was pulling and all nighter so that I could have your mobile suit done for you this morning so that you could test it today. It was about oh... 0630 when all of these armed soldiers showed up, with techs and this Colonel. They used the shop crane put it on a mobile suit transport pizza and drove off out the south gate with it. As soon as they were gone I went looking for Captain Simmons so I could figure out what was going on".

"I'm gonna go find out where my suit got taken and get it back". Ryan strode back into Morgans room and started to dress at light speed.

"I'm going to come too" said Morgan as she closed the door and began to dress at top speed.

"No your not" Ryan said as he pulled his shirt over his head. "It could be dangerous, and I don't want you to get hurt. So you are staying here".

"No I'm not" she said pulling on her coveralls. "I can take care of myself, and I might be helpful".

"Alright, alright" Ryan said holding up his hands, "But be ready for anything. From what I know about what the Federation does in the future, they can be just as nasty as any Zeek you ever met.

"Right, right" she said as she opened the door to her room and walked out into the hall. Ryan followed right on her heels and found Captain Simmons waiting in the hall.

"I might as well come along" he said. "I have a jeep waiting outside we can use. From the fact that Jenkins said that the truck left through the south gate we can assume that they went to that base to the south that we've been hearing rumors about". They went out side hopped into the Captain's jeep and they sped through the south gate.

After about two hours of driving south on the main north south highway, Ryan spotted sets of huge tire tracks heading down a dirt road that lead to what looked like the remains of an old military base. Once they reached the base all that they found was one building that remained standing . The tire tracks lead right to it then ended at the wall.

"What the shit" Ryan mumbled as he looked at the tracks that seemed to disappear into the wall of the building.

"Hey lieutenant" Ryan turned and saw captain Simmons and CPO Meagher looking through an open door into the building. "What is it?" he called back.

"I think you should come and see this". Ryan walked over and looked through the door. Instead of seeing the interior of a building that was falling apart he saw one large well lit room that had a heavy weight lift in the middle. He walked into the room and headed over to the lift. He looked down the angled shaft and saw a mobile suit transport truck sitting on the platform of the lift about 100ft below.

Ryan started to descend the stairs that ran parallel to the track that the lift ran on. Captain Simmons and Morgan followed him. As they neared the bottom of the tunnel the sounds of machinery became louder. When they could finally see into the area a the bottom of the lift they were met with the sight of a very large room where Ryan's Jegan stood in the middle with tech attaching wires to it all over and attaching those wires to large banks of computers on the ground. On each side of his Jegan two identical GM's stood in different states of disassembly.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING TO MY MOBILE SUIT" Ryan yelled into the chamber. All movement in the chamber stopped as everyone in it turned to look at where he stood at the bottom of the stairs.

Then as if they had been conjured from thin air an entire squad of guards appeared and leveled their assault rifles at the trio. Both Morgan and captain Simmons raised their hands, but Ryan simply stared back at them. If human eyes could have shot mega particles the entire room would have been destroyed already.

"I can understand your anger Lieutenant Beckner. But rest assured that once we have completed our task here your suit will be returned to you in perfect working order". Ryan turned his head and saw the Colonel that had been with Major Briggs the other day. "You..." he stammered. "Yes, me. I would happen to be Colonel Evan Wright EFF".

"Your the one who promised me a new mobile suit" Ryan heard Morgan say from behind him.

"And I intend to do so" Colonel Wright said inclining his head in her direction. "I'm intending to see if I can adapt some of this mobile suit's more interesting refinements into suits of our own" he waved his hand to indicated the Jegan and the two GM's". Ryan continued to stare lasers at him. "Lieutenant I do no intend to ask were you obtained this mobile suit or question your loyalty to the Federation, your base commander, your team mates here and your combat record have vouched for that. All I ask is that you help me and these tech adapt the advance technology in your suit into these GM's for your team mates as proof of concept models. I will make it seem as if my team developed the technology on our own and you don't have to worry about Jaburo brass hunting for you. What do you say?" and the Colonel stopped talking and looked at Ryan plainly looking for an answer.

Ryan thought hard, 'This could give the federation the technology it needs to win the war but it could be giving it to them to soon. But on the plus side it gives my only two friends a better chance of survival in this hell year'. "Alright I'll give you a hand, but I want your word that these two suits will be given to my team mates".

"That was all part of the original plan I have already gotten specs from each of them about how they want their suits outfitted". Alright lets get started.

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One month later

October 31 U.C. 0079

Ryan stood in front of the two GM's that he had created with the help of Colonel Wright's techs. Each of them retained their basic RGM-79D design but there were major modifications in terms of power output, maneuverability, speed, and view. Each suit had been equipped with a 360 degree panoramic monitor, the techs not being able to re-create the spherical monitor in Ryan's Jegan. Morgans had been equipped for speed and close quarters combat, with many added verniers, and two large thrusters being added to the outside of each leg. The four thrusters an the backpack were replaced with two larger more powerful ones. A second beam saber had been added on, next to the other on the back back. On the lower arms there were two three barreled 90mm gattling guns that had the fire power of GM machine guns, but with a much higher rate of fire. The GM was also equipped with a full power beam rifle.

Captain Simmons suit had defiantly been designed as a sniper unit. Along with the new cockpit monitor this suit had added optics that could slide into place over the main camera giving the suit twice the original visual range. Also using the Jegan's reactor as a model This GM's reactor had been modified to power the long range powerful beam rifle that his suit was equipped with. The suit also had a 180mm standard sniper rifle that the Captain had requested.

"Much of the designs of these suits I have already sent down to Jaburo". Ryan looked over and saw Colonel Wright standing next to him looking up at the GM's. "I think that they intend to use CPO Meagher's suit as a base for a new Gundam, and Captain Simmons's suit as the basis of a new GM sniper unit.

"Good" said Ryan, "all the better to bring the Zeeks to their knees".

End of Chapter 5

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Next Chapter: Zeon Lieutenant Michalski and his men stage a commando operation in Ryan's main base in lead up to their mobile suit to attack on the base,

Next: Chapter 6: Commando Raid