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Mobile Suit Gundam SEED Resolution
A Mobile Suit Gundam SEED AU Novella
Written and brought to you,
by William R. Woods
aka "Deathzealot"
With input and ideas from SethMKlein
Chapter BGM is Concordia by Krypteria (OH YEAH! Power Metal Rocks)
Phase Four: New Allies and New Enemies
The 4th Special Mobile Suit Company, aka "The Immortals" was a special team of pilots chosen from the all corners of the Earth Alliance to be trained as a special commando/ace unit that is supposed to serve on one of new Archangel Class ships being built at the time. The Immortals along with their sister units the 6th Special Mobile Suit Company, and the 8th Special Mobile Suit Company would be assigned to be trained and built at Artemis Fortress located at LaGrange Three. The Immortals would never be assigned to a new Archangel Class ship, for it would side with Lieutenant Senior Grade Canard Pars and his men during their rebellion against the commander of Artemis, Vice Admiral Gerald Garcia and the Earth Alliance. The 4th and their machines would be loaded onto the refitted Agamemnon Class Carrier Ortigia along with the two Hyperion Gundam Units that Lieutenant Pars and his men managed to secure. Following this the 4th and the now rouge forces under Pars disappeared from LaGrange Three before starting to attack Alliance controlled convoys…
- Taken from Major Units of the Bloody Valentine War
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Rouge Ship Ortigia
LaGrange One
July 28, CE71
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The powerful twin Type X 200cm High-Energy Beam cannons of the Agamemnon Class Carrier Ortigia opened fire at the moving Alliance convoy officially starting the battle. These large high-energy particle beams speared through the blackness of space and struck the Battleship AFS Cadmus, a Nelson Class Battleship, that was the main escort of the convoy commanding the smaller Washington Class Frigates and Drake Class Escorts the comprised the Convoy escort force. The beams tore through the armor of the battleship like nothing before hitting the missile and torpedo reloads located in the front of the ship. Then with a huge explosion the battleship broke into two piece and then both pieces were destroyed as a large explosion happened ending the major threat to the convoy raiders.
As that happened the Ortigia opened her twin catapults and got ready to start launching its mobile suits into the battle. The first two machines on the catapults were the pride of the raiding force, the two CAT1-X Hyperion prototype G-Weapons piloted by the sort-of commander of the Raider Force Lieutenant Senior Grade, former Special Agent, Canard Pars in the X1/3 Machine, and green newbie pilot Ensign Kou Uraki in the X2/3 Machine. Both machines looked pretty much identical, the only difference laid in their colors with the X1/3 painted in a white, gold, and red scheme, and the X2/3 Unit in a more gloomy dark gray and black scheme. The two machines soon launched making way for the next machines to launch, a pair of new GAT-01A1 Dagger Mobile Suits painted in a light blue-green paintjob different from the normal white and blue of the Earth Alliance. These machines were piloted by veteran mobile armor pilots Lieutenant Senior Grade South Burning and Lieutenant Junior Grade Bernard Monsha. These machines were soon launched as well following the two Gundams, making room for the next two mobile suits. Yet another pair of GAT-01A1 Daggers soon followed, both had the same colors of the first two, but these were piloted by veteran pilot Alpha A. Bates and rookie pilot Ensign Raban Karcs. Again these two machines are launched into battle forming up with the two other deployed A1 Daggers. The next two machines were then loaded onto the catapults, unlike the previous machines these two are different for they are heavy GAT-01D1/C Duel Cannon Mobile Suits, piloted by veteran Lieutenant Junior Grade Chuck Keith and rookie Lieutenant Junior Grade Chap Adel. The Duel Cannon is a heavy attack and artillery machine equipped with Duel shoulder-mounted LM-40 Linear Cannons, and two leg-mounted five-shot missile pods. Unlike the A1 Daggers these machines were painted in a dark brown and blue-green scheme making them different from their dark-black painted Alliance counterparts. With these machines launched the large carrier closed its catapults, while it did have more mobile suits launching further machines was overkill or that is what they thought anyways.
Meanwhile the remaining Alliance Escort Force was not idle during this for they too started to launch their mobile suits and mobile armors into the battle. With the four Drake Class Escort deploying sixteen Moebius Mobile Armors from their external storage racks, while the three refitted Washington Class Frigates deployed twelve GAT-01 Strike Daggers from the Frigate's rebuilt flight pods into the battle. However while technically they outnumbered the raider mobile suit force they were far outclassed, and both attacker and defender knew it. However unknown to the Operation X raiders, and even the Alliance escort force the Alliance had yet another card to play. For now though the two forces came ever closer to one another as the Alliance ships started to advance on the single raider ship, the Agamemnon Class Ortigia. In the lead raider machine, the CAT1-X1/3 Hyperion, Lieutenant Senior Grade Canard Pars eyed the approaching Alliance formation and grinned.
"Alright boys look like we have some fresh-meat for the grinder. Remember my earlier orders, if you can disable the Strike Daggers we can salvage them or sell them later, as for the tin-can Moebius units well they are fair game. With that said good hunting and good luck," he ordered the raider mobile suit pilots who all on this order broke up into the smaller sub-units of wing-pairs, before advancing ruthlessly on the enemy mobile suits and mobile armors. Canard himself lead his wing-mate Ensign Kou Uraki in the CAT1-X2/3 Hyperion towards a small unit of Moebius Mobile Armors that were hanging back behind the backs of the larger GAT-01 Strike Daggers of the enemy. With a small savage grin Canard opened fire on the poor Moebius Units with the Hyperion's "Zastava Stigmate" beam sub-machine gun. With that the intense battle was on between Canard's raiders, and the Alliance Convoy escort force. However along the sheep of the seven-ship supply convoy was a trio of wolves wearing sheep clothing, unknown to anyone but the people on those ships.
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AFS Lambridge
Alliance Convoy AA-170
Lagrange One
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On the bridge of the new Lambridge Class Q-Ship Lambridge the commander of the ship and the small taskforce of three Q-Ships could only grin evilly at the growing battle between the Rouge Operation X Raiders of the Ortigia and the Convoy Escort Force. The commander was quite pleased that his force would finally be tested in combat, after a few delays and a few boring missions with convoys which were never attacked. Now the force would be proven and the commander hoped that the Operations X rouges would put up a fight before they were finished. It was troublesome that he had been on the beach, as the old Navy saying went, for several months. He was now being put in charge the effort to hunt down Alliance traitors and rebels, which was something he was eager to do after being side-lined from the war for months. After getting rid of the Ortigia and its batch of traitors he would be sent to hunt down the so-called Peacekeeper Faction were he would take out the traitors of the Archangel and the Valkyrie Faction.
It was seriously a glorious opportunity for him to do this task and he relished the chance to be out in battle once more killing his enemies and watching the bloodshed of the exploding warships of both ally and enemy. It really sent a thrill through his spine every time he did so, one that he had missed in the last months on the side-lines. Another thing he missed was flying but thanks to his injuries suffered during a pirate raid early in CE67 he could no longer pilot, but he could sit back and command the slaughtering of his enemy which was something he much preferred. Personally he thought commanding from a ship was more glorious than personally flying and killing single enemies with the odd attack on ships. He went on to show this when he commanded the AFS Roosevelt where he would order the nuclear attack on Junius Seven. While his ship had been beat up by the avenging ZAFT mobile suits and ships, he still managed get his ship back to the Lunar Base. Where after months watching his ship get repaired he had been reassigned to the Grimandi Front where he commanded the defense of the Endyimon Supply Base from the newly completed Agamemnon Class Flagship Hannibal. From the bridge of the Hannibal he had personally threw the switch which activated the Cyclops System destroying the base along with defender and attacker alike. After this he had been put on report for the original plan for the Cyclops was to put up a fight for the base so the system could charge up and when it was he was to order a retreat. When the ZAFT forces moved in to secure the base that was when he was to activate the Cyclops. It was thanks to this that he had been put on the Beach, but since the Alliance High-Command was too scared of him they never discharged him from the service like they should of. Now he was back and was ready for some much-needed bloodshed to get his own blood pumping. With this thought in mind the commander started to pet the pommel of his knife, as he continued to watch as the battled unfolded around the convoy.
"Captain Bradley, sir we are now in a perfect position and the Convoy escort force is about destroyed. Should we spring the trap?" one of his underling officers asked looking up at the older officer interrupting his glorious inner thoughts of the bloodshed. With a growl and a glare at the offending officer the Commander turned to look at the growing battle seeing the Escort Force almost destroyed as the officer mentioned before nodding his head with a maniacal blood-thirsty grin on his face.
"Very well. Inform the Edgehill and the Brutus: begin Operation Mouse-Trap," ordered one Captain Luciano Bradley, who is known to both ally and enemy alike as the Vampire of Endiymon, with maniacal laughter as the Escort Maddox exploded throwing an eerily light on the bridge of the ship.
'Yes it is past time for me to return to the battlefield, this is going to be so much fun!' Captain Bradley thought to himself with vicious grin as the three Q-Ships started to shrug off their disguises as the Raiders started to close-in on the what they thought were helpless transports of the convoy.
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Bridge
PKS Eternal
In Vicinity of L1
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Not far from the growing battle, three ships raced towards the mentioned battle at full-speed. The lead ship was the Eternal Class Support Ship/Flagship Eternal the flagship for the Peacekeeper Faction with its two ever present main escorts the Sheppard Class Cruisers Sheppard and Vindicator. Both cruisers were pushing their engines hard to keep with their charge, but they had the speed to the keep up with the larger flagship. They had designed to keep with her, but this was the first they were going all-out like this and it was straining the engines a bit. The group should have really brought some more help, but they were the fastest ships in the Peacekeeper Faction. They were even faster then a Nazca Class and that was one of the fastest ships in service at the time. On the bridge of the ship Admiral Gloval eyed the displays from his position seating in the high-mounted command chair which would normally have Lacus Clyne seating in it, but the Pink Princess was not on board the ship that has been nicknamed after her, a first, for she had been left at the Factory for several reasons. Therefore the Admiral now sat in the chair which had a great view of the entire bridge of the ship and out through the large view-ports of the bridge at the awesome view of the stars. He should have been in the better-protected Flag Deck but decided against it. For one he liked the view from the bridge and it was not like he was commanding the entire Faction after-all. Only three ships so it was easier if he stayed on the bridge for this battle. With a frown he looked down at the head of the ship's Captain one Andrew Waltfield who only patiently listened to a few reports from his crew while he sipped coffee from a zero-gee bottle. Henry smiled at this for that is one major thing he liked about the former ZAFT Commander, for he was an avid coffee drinker as well, came with serving in the old Federal Space Forces which inherited a lot of traditions from the old US Navy; one of these mentioned traditions was its coffee. With another smile the elderly Admiral shook his head before he looked back out at the view-ports and suddenly frowned before looking back down at the Captain.
"Captain Waltfield, time to intercept?" he asked with a frown continue to look out of the view-ports of the bridge. Granted he could have asked himself of the bridge-crew but it was Waltfields ship and he didn't want to step on any toes. On the corner of his vision he saw that the Captain looked up at him with a small smile before asking the question of a nearby bridge tech who briefly looked at his station before turning to answer.
"About another ten-fifteen minutes to go sirs," the tech answered with respect to the two men, both who nodded at this in almost unison. Making a smile to both faces and as well a small chuckle at this synched response between the two.
"Very well then, Captain we shall start launching our mobile suits about ten minutes in. Do you concur?" the Admiral said before asking for the other man's opinion, for he was far more experienced at mobile suit operations then the Admiral. The Admiral that it was standard policy for the Alliance to launch their Mobile Armors a certain distance away from a battle due to several issues, but didn't really know what was the standard for mobile suits, since they did take up a lot more power then a Mobile Armor.
"That does sound about right sir that should give us plenty time to size up the opposition. I still would like to have brought more firepower with us to this fight. Who knows what sort of trap the Alliance will spring on these guys? Heck! We know they can equip ships with Mirage Colloid it wouldn't surprise me if they deploy something like the Loki to the battle," the Captain said with a frown eying the displays which showed the battle that had just started. Gloval only frowned as well before looking thoughtfully at the stars outside the view-ports.
"Well they could have done that, but I do believe I remember some word of a project the Alliance was getting into to produce purpose built Q-Ships. I wouldn't surprise me if they deploy these ships here; it sure is the situation they would be built for," Admiral Gloval noted with a thoughtful look on his face. Captain Waltfield and the rest of the bridge crew looked up at the Admiral surprised looks on their collective faces.
"Q-Ships? I know that the Atlantic Federation's Federal Space Forces used a few of them during the late thirties and early forties thanks to the rising pirate threat around the colony construction, but your right it does make sense," the former ZAFT officer mentioned with a frown before turning his attention back to the displayed tactical map of the battle ahead of them. He eyed the map which was a combined image taken from both normal radar, laser sensor, and thermal scanners, and sighed knowing it would be almost impossible to detect the enemy Q-Ships in the convoy. However suddenly it was about to become far easier as the two things happened at once, first the radar officer cried out in alarm, the second the tactical map suddenly became fuzzy as something started to block it.
"What in the world? Radar Operator what is going on?" Captain Waltfield asked as he got out of his chair and floated over to the radar console with a frown. This was not good, not good at all.
"Sorry sir we lost the radar picture, it just disappeared! I can't even use the Laser Sensor, but the thermal scanners are working but it is kind of fuzzy so I can't get a complete picture," the radar officer reported as he desperately worked at his controls. Captain Waltfield narrowed his eyes at this and looked over at the Admiral, who had left his seat as well to listen to the report, who looked equally troubled.
"It has to be Mirage Colloid sir," Waltfield responded with a frown on his scarred face, making the Admiral nod before he turned to look at the view-port with his own frown as he wondered how the Alliance did it. It was surely not a complete Mirage Colloid Cloak like the Loki and the Blitz G-Weapon carried, but it was enough to distort radar and even laser that is not even considering the effect on communications it would have. It was the prefect Radio/Radar Jammer, and it worked very well. Behind him Waltield cursed before he floated back to his command chair and started to fiddle with the communication controls on the armrest, before he brought up the internal communications for the engine room. After a few moments the face of the ships combined XO and chief engineer Markus Navarre came up on the main screen replacing the tactical map.
"Markus! Can you squeeze some more out of those engines?" the Captain asked as soon as the other man came up on the screen. Admiral Gloval blinked in surprise as he pulled himself over to his own chair and hoped this would work. After a moment of shock and surprise after the question Markus frowned at his commander.
"I am putting everything I can into them Captain! They can't take anymore!" the engineer replied with a shake of his head. Andrew Waltfield only cursed loudly before he stared at the distance battle through the view-port before turning his attention back to Markus.
"Well it looks like things started a bit earlier then we thought Markus. We need more speed if there is going to be someone to save when we get there," the Captain replied with gritted teeth looking at the other man who looked shocked once more at this before he started to look thoughtful and started to mumble some things to himself.
"I can give you that speed but it is going to be close. It will only give us about a sixty second sprint, but it should help. We will have to head home very slowly after the battle and have the crews look the engines over we get there, but we can do it," the engineer replied a thoughtful look on his face. Andrew nodded at this for it was not a prefect solution but it was their best option at the time. However Admiral Gloval frowned at this and looked towards either side of the ship at the two ships cruising alongside the larger flagship, before turning his attention to the monitor.
"Mister Navarre, what about the Sheppard Class ships can they keep up with their engines straining like they are?" he asked with a thoughtful frown on his face. The engineer simply blinked at this question before rubbing his chin in thought for a brief few moments before nodding.
"Yes Admiral. I helped Jose designed the ship; in particular I basically designed the entire engine for the Sheppard Class. Granted they would have to get check out as well when we get back to the Factory, but we can do it," he reported after those moments of thoughtful silence. Both Admiral Gloval and Captain Waltfield sighed in relief at this before nodding at the other man on the monitor.
"Very well then Markus, get in touch with your counterparts on the other ships while I inform Captain Weaver and Captain Noah of this development," Andrew ordered before turning to enter further commands into the communication controls on the seat's armrest to get in contact with the other two ships and their captains. On the monitor Markus simply nodded before turning away from the pick-up and started to snap out orders to his crew just as the mentioned pick-up shut off. Meanwhile Admiral Gloval only stared out at the battle and silently asked the Operations X Unit to hold on a bit longer, for help was on the way.
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Cockpit
CAT1-X1/3 Hyperion
Lagrange One
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As the last Convoy Escort ship exploded under the guns of the Ortigia Lieutenant Senior Grade Canard Pars looked around the cluttered battlefield pleased at his people's work. He could spot several floating Strike Daggers that had either been relieved of their arms and head or had their backpacks shredded including the thruster located in the backpacks. A few of the Strike Daggers had neat and precise holes burned through the cockpit missing the battery by only inches, those were from the Hyperion's beam knifes prefect weapons for precision strikes like that. With a proud look he watched as the Cornelius Class Tender Altair advancing towards the convoy from its position hiding behind the somewhat larger Agamemnon class carrier. It already had its hanger doors open, so similar to the Archangel Class, and was launching various Mistral Work Pods, as well as a pair of stripped down Strike Daggers for Worker Duty, to retrieve the salvage from the disabled machines. Meanwhile the menacing presence of the Ortigia advanced forward towards the convoy to put it under its guns to help persuade the poor unfortunate crews to surrender. However Canard was suddenly distracted as something strange happened to the center three transports of the convoy, which were Cornelius Class ships so similar to the Altair, that made him frown in confusion.
"Lieutenant Pars! Canard! Those transports are fake they are warships!" the Captain of the Ortigia Meriol Pristis reported with shock lacing her voice before it suddenly became a hiss of static as the radar screen in the cockpit to fizzle as something started to block them. Canard cursed before as he started see she was right for weapons started to appear on the hull of the ships. With some sort of new double-barrel weapon that he believed to linear cannons revealed as the side-shields dropped away. Not to mention the four beam cannons that unfolded from hatches hidden by fake panels or cargo hatches. Canard immediately recognized these cannons as "Godfrey" beam cannons a cut-down version of the famed "Gottfried" cannons of the Archangel Class that were to be equipped to newly built Agamemnon and Nelson Class ships. He cursed for they were Q-Ships, he should have known the Alliance wasn't going to take the raiding of their convoys lying down. What really pissed him off was that the Q-Ships revealed themselves after the battle with the escort force letting them die under the Raider's Guns, and then dropping their disguises after they wasted effort on the Escort Force. It was a most brilliant and cold-hearted tactic that Canard expected from the Earth Alliance and their higher-ups.
"Lieutenant! Their launching mobile suits, looked to be a small amount of A1 Daggers and Buster Daggers along the group," Lieutenant Senior Grade South Burning reported using the far-better laser communication to contact him. Canard cursed yet again as he saw that the three so-called transports indeed launching mobile suits. Mostly they were the GAT-01 Strike Daggers that were so-common now in the Alliance Forces, though a few more powerful A1 Daggers, and Buster Daggers were seeded along the formation of the group. He quickly did a count on the deployed mobile suits before growling in anger for there were thirty-six of them which meant each Q-Ship carried twelve. This was bad for his men were all some-what tired from the battle with the escort force and a few were low on power and ammo.
"All Units this is Canard switch over to Laser Communications and get ready for this is going to be brutal. Nina! Get those worker units back onboard and get the Altair out of here. Meriol keep those ships busy and launch the Marmot Team we are going to need their help," he ordered as he started to boost towards the enemy mobile suits mentioning his trump card he held pack in case something happened. He did see that the Altair was already recovering her deployed units and was backing away from the battle. He nodded knowing Nina Purpleton didn't want to be anywhere near a battle in a lightly armed tender like the Altair.
"Understood Canard! Marmot is now getting ready to launch," Meriol responded as she advanced her ship towards the disguised warships and deploying the umbrella like attachment on the front of the ship that was the new ship-mounted Lightwave Shield similar to the one on the Hyperions and protecting Artemis Base. Canard could only nod at this report and engaged his own arm-mounted lightwave shields. He eyed his power meter knowing that he had to be careful against these enemies but if he was quick enough he should be able to make it through. With a shake of his head he slammed one of his shields into an A1 Dagger before stabbing it through the cockpit with his rifle's beam bayonet watching it drifted away from him now without a pilot at the controls. The battle was now on before his men and he hoped they would make it through.
"This is Kajima! Where you want us Pars?" a new voice called out through his radio, one Lieutenant Senior Grade Yuu Kajima that made Canard turn his head to see that the first two dark blue painted Strike Daggers of the Experimental Mobile Suit Team Marmot had launched from the ship and was quickly followed by the next two. He nodded with a small smile and thanked god yet again he had choose to keep them back. The pilots of Marmot Team were the newest recruits for the Operations X raiders, and this happened to be their first battle against the Alliance but they had equal dislike for the Alliance. For they had been found locked up as prisoners on one of the transports of the last convoy the raiders had taken. They had also several other reasons but Canard knew they preferred to keep some of those to themselves, though he did know that the husband of one of the pilots of the 103rd had been killed during JOSH-A. He didn't pry for he was sure they hated the Alliance, or to be more specific the Atlantic Federation, as much as he did. He suddenly cursed before turning around to fire one of the "Forfanterie" beam cannons mounted on the Hyperion's shoulders into a Strike Dagger destroying it which had been trying to sneak up on him.
"See if you can do anything about those Buster Daggers, I don't them blowing holes in either the Ortigia or the Altair," he ordered the team leader with a small smile as he turned and speared another Dagger on his Bayonet. He was sure the enemy pilots were going to be quite surprised at the Strike Daggers of the 103rd for they were completely different from the normal Strike Dagger, for they were basically an experimental model that had more powerful thrusters, a slightly better battery and beam rifle, as well as several smaller vernier thrusters on the thighs and legs of the machines. They happened to be testily called the E Model which stood for Expanded. However these were the only valid prototypes and as far as Canard knew there were no others. With a final small smile Canard turned his attention back to the battle and started to grin before opening fire on an advancing Strike Dagger with the Sub-Machine Gun putting five holes into the machine destroying it, and threw himself into the battle with great enthusiasm.
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Nearspace
Lagrange One
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The battle was on once more for the Raiders, this time it was against a new enemy force that had hidden away and waited for them to become spent against the earlier destroyed Convoy Escort Force. However this just made the mobile suits of the raiders fight even harder and would quickly destroy about half of the enemy machines within minutes. Many would fall to the new mobile suits of the 103rd Mobile Suit Team who quickly earned a new nickname for themselves during this battle, the Blue Devils as they were death incarnate against the enemy mobile suits of the Alliance. They had already managed to take out the paltry number of Buster Daggers of the enemy and were going after other enemy units mostly other Strike Dagger leaving the superior A1 Daggers to their own A1 Daggers. Meanwhile the two Hyperion Gundams tore through the enemy formations either damaging them or out-right destroying them. It was quite a surprise for the pilots of the Earth Alliance for they were told the enemy would be tired and confused at their sudden appearance. However even then the Raiders were not without losses as a trio of Strike Daggers teamed up on a single poor Raider A1 Dagger and tore it apart with beam rifle shots ending the life of Ensign Raban Karcs who just become an ace no longer a rookie. This soon became the turning point of the battle for the Alliance for the Raider pilot started to become tired and for the majority their power became dangerously low.
Meanwhile the Ortigia started to fight against the three Q-Ships she faced and found that neither could land a hit on each other. With the enemy ships easily evading the beam shots and the Ortiga either evading or letting shots hit its shield. It was an even match and both commanders were getting tired of the constant fight. However like the Mobile Suit battle things started to change as a Sword Pack equipped A1 Dagger appeared almost out of no where and sliced through one of the Lightwave Shield Deployment arms damaging the shield. The shield then sputtered and failed allowing the enemy ships a clear shot on the carrier. It looked like it was over for the raiders of Operations X, and they knew it, as one of the Duel Cannons lost an arm to a beam saber, and the Ortigia receiving several hits destroying one of its main guns.
However salvation soon appeared for the Raiders as a series of powerful particle beams speared out of nowhere and struck the Lambridge Class Q-Ship Brutus through its hull destroying its starboard linear cannon as well as hitting the reactor destroying it in a large explosion surprising both Alliance and Raider. It was then that fifteen fresh mobile suits slammed into the enemy mobile suits with ferocity evening out the odds. The flow of the battle once again turned towards the Raider with their newfound allies. The three ships of these new allies advanced onto the two remaining Q-Ships firing their weapons striking several key points on the surprised ships. The battle was now in favor of the Raiders.
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Bridge
AFS Lambridge
Lagrange One
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On the bridge of the Q-Ship Lambridge its commander Captain Luciano Bradley watched angrily as the three new ships advanced on his command like lions to the prey. Unlike his enemy he knew who exactly who these unwelcome pests happened to be.
"The damn Peacekeeper Faction! How in the world did they managed to get the whole way here from L4 without a scout unit spotting them!" he raged with an angry growl as he watched the Faction mobile suits slam into his own mobile suits to aid the besieged Raider mobile suits. He was so close to victory he could taste it and now it was being taken from his grasp by these traitors and pacifists.
"Captain! The Edgehill! She is going down!" one of the Vampire's underling officers reported with panic. The mentioned Captain turned just in time to watch as the other Q-Ship exploded under the fire from the trio of Peacekeeper Ships.
"Blast them! I will remember this! This I swear! Lieutenant Orville, detonate the decoy transports! Its time to cut our losses and get the hell out of here," he ordered with a snarl of anger as he watched as the Peacekeeper ships advanced on his own.
"Aye Captain! Setting up the decoy transports for remote detonation!" one of his underling officers replied quickly and turned to follow the order. Bradley just simmered in anger and just watched as the last of the mobile suits were destroyed. As he did so he promised himself to see about getting the Grossam Valkyrie Squadron transferred back to his command. Till then he watched as the other five so-called transports of the convoy exploded one-by-one. As they did this the Lambridge started to accelerate away from the battle using the explosions from the transports to cover its retreat. Thankfully the transports were also filled with a new phosphorus gas that made a big flash allowing them to sneak away with their tail between their legs. The Battle of Convoy AA-170 was now officially over. It was one bitter pill for Captain Bradley to swallow and he did not like it, not at all. However he knew he would be back and he would make these inferior traitors pay for this bitter defeat.
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Bridge
PKS Eternal
Lagrange One
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On the bridge of the Eternal the bridge-crew shook their heads and rubbed their eyes to clear their vision from the large explosions of the other transports of the convoy. The bridge's view-ports had darkened like they were designed to but it was still kind disorienting for the crew of the bridge. After a moment the crew blinked away the spots and went back to their duties just in case the enemy tried something while they were somewhat blinded.
"Well that was interesting wasn't it?" Admiral Gloval asked with a frown as he blinked away to spots out of his eyes and shook his head. After a moment his vision was cleared and he started to look around but saw no threats apparent at the time.
"Radar, where is that damn Q-Ship?" Captain Waltfield asked with a growl as he eyed the battlefield looking around trying to find the mentioned ship. The radar officer after a brief moment of looking through his reading just shook his head.
"Looks like they are retreating sir, their on a course towards the moon and their speed is climbing," the officer reported with a frown, one copied by the rest of the bridge crew.
"That was a cute trick," Captain Waltfield mentioned a snarl before sighing and shaking his head as he turned his attention to those they had saved.
"Communications! Open a line to the Ortigia its time to introduce ourselves," he ordered with a sigh one that was copied by the Admiral as he observed the damages to the Ortigia and her forces.
"Aye Captain. Line is now open you are on sir," the radio officer reported faithfully after another moment of working his controls. However Captain turned to look up at Admiral Gloval who only nodded at this.
"If you will do the honors Admiral," he said with a wave on his hand out at the damaged Ortigia and its forces. The Admiral smiled at this before lifting up the hand-set on the arm of his chair and standing up.
"Attention Ortigia! This is the Peacekeeper Faction Flagship Eternal, Vice Admiral Harry J. Gloval Commanding. I am glad that we managed to make it in time, though they did kind of start things earlier then we thought," he said into the hand-set hoping that the Raiders didn't open fire on him on sheer principal, but even then he knew that it would be unwise for them to do so since they were damaged and tired from the double battle with the Convoy Escort Force and later the Q-Ships. However you sometimes don't know if people would think logically about stuff like this.
"Eternal this is Lieutenant Senior Grade Canard Pars of Special Operations Unit X formerly of the Eurasian Federation. I thank you for the save, and I see that our mutual friends in the Junk Guild managed to get in contact with you after-all. What I am wondering however is how you guys knew the Alliance was going to ambush us?" an exhausted and suspicious male voice answered after several moments of silence. Gloval blinked in surprise at this for he had heard of Canard through a few sources of his during his time commanding Herschel Shipyards. However he only shrugged at the suspicion lacing the young man's voice before he looked over at Captain Waltfield to see him discussing something with his aide-de-camp and general go-to guy Martin DaCosta.
"Lieutenant Pars I assure you we had no hand in the ambush, in fact as soon as I heard about the ambush from my sources I still have in the Alliance I ordered my fastest ships to race here. We never knew what they intended to ambush you with; hence we were shocked as well at the Alliance's use of Q-Ships," he responded hoping that the young man on the other end of the line believed him, and was relieved when he started to hear an exhausted chuckle from the mentioned young man.
"Admiral Gloval, I apologize if I somehow suggested you had a hand in the ambush, if fact I have heard quite a lot of praise of you from my mentor and father-figure Rear Admiral Emile Delancy before his unfortunates and sad death at JOSH-A," Lieutenant Pars finally responded after a brief moment of chuckling. Henry only let out sigh of relief at this and was quite pleased to hear that the Lieutenant looked up to the Eurasian Rear Admiral, who while was not very well acquitted with Gloval was still one of the few Earth Alliance Admirals who respected him as well as supported him. Henry had been saddened and somewhat angered to hear of his death at JOSH-A.
"Not to mention Admiral I happen to have rescued a few men of yours from the Alliance, who have vouched for you as well," the former Eurasian Lieutenant continued after another long moment of silence. Gloval gasped in surprise at this and was further surprise when the bridge's main monitor finally flashed on with a beep as it received a video signal showing the cockpit of a mobile suit and the flight suited pilot who saluted the Admiral.
"Admiral Gloval sir! Lieutenant Yu Kajima and the Marmot Team reporting!" the pilot said as he saluted the shocking Admiral, who after a brief moment could only smile and return the other man's salute.
"Lieutenant Kajima! It is a pleasure to hear that you managed to get freed; I feared the worse when Lieutenant Kitamura mentioned you had been captured by the Alliance, when I had the Junk Guild retrieve the rest of the Valkyrie Faction from the Alliance," the Admiral responded with a bright smile for the dear Lieutenant and his team had been members of the Valkyrie Faction, but had not been on the Moon Base at the time of the flight from. Instead they had been at Edwards Advanced Testing and Training Center on the planet testing new mobile suits for the Alliance. Somehow they had been arrested by Earth Alliance Security and had been sent up to one of the moon bases for a trail. Gloval had learned of this from Lieutenant Maureen Kitamura, an officer attached to the Marmot Team as a mobile suit operator, and computer tech. With a relieved smile on his face Admiral Gloval laughed and nodded at the Lieutenant's image.
"Anyways I shall hear your story later, for now we need to get out of here. Lieutenant Pars are you still on the line?" he asked now getting back to business.
"Yes Admiral," Lieutenant Pars voice said as the monitor blinked once more and started to show another flight suited figure which the Admiral was sure is Lieutenant Pars himself.
"I would like to extend an invitation to you and your officers to not only join us at our base to get repaired and rested, but join the Peaceekeeper Faction as well. Since we need the manpower, and not to mention the Alliance will start watching their convoys a lot closer now. What say you Lieutenant?" Gloval asked with a small smile as he leaned towards the video pick-up. The figure on the screen only blinked in surprise before nodding.
"It is a very generous offer Admiral. We do need the repairs; god knows we don't have the resources to repair the Oritiga and our mobile suits ourselves. You also saved us, so it is a deal Admiral. Besides I agree let the Alliance watch their convoys, and throw resources protecting them. So lead on sir," the Lieutenant responded after a few moments of thoughtful silence on his part. Admiral Gloval nodded with a pleased smile for they had recruited another ally and one that he sure the Faction needed.
"Very well Lieutenant, let's get out of here and head home shall we," Henry responded with a nod of his head at the younger man. After a few moments the Raiders recovered the salvage they had originally attacked the convoy for and slowly started to move out. Therefore the group of three Peacekeeper Faction ships and their newfound allies left the battlefield behind on a heading towards Lagrange Four and the Factory, their home. The Faction may have found new enemies, but more importantly they have found a new friend and ally which by far was the more important of the two.
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Post-Chapter Notes:
Well! Here we are finally! After days of putting this off I finally managed to get this thing done and finished. I made the mistake of watching the new Harry Potter movie last week and I got stuck on reading Harry Potter Fanfiction as a result. Damn the Harry Potter series! /shakes fist/ Hopefully I can get back on track here, without losing NaNoWriMo thanks to this. Thankfully there is a few more NaNoWriMo Events to participate in, so I can get use these to up my word count.
Anyways moving on! This chapter has the long over-due entrance of the Operation X group into the Peacekeeper Faction. I originally planned several things with this but it became a life of its own. Since I never originally intended to throw in the Marmot Team (aka The Blue Destiny Team) into this story, but they kind of snuck in. /eyes the group with a narrow gaze/ My original plan was to throw in a four red-shirt Strike Dagger pilots who were going to get killed during the battle, but the Marmot Team got entered instead. Also some maybe confused at the Marmot Team being four instead of three like it was in Blue Destiny. Well the fourth pilot is Amy Bauer-Miester Yu's friend and love interest from the Manga, she had protested introducing Yu and the others and insisted she join in the fun as well. We also get another introduction to the second mysterious commander introduced earlier. Yes, it is indeed Lucino Bradly of Code Geass, the self-titled Vampire of Britannia. Figured he would be a good match for an evil Alliance Commander. We shall see him later, and he shall remain a big throw in the side of the Faction for the rest of the story and even after.
Other then that it looks like the story is moving along, next up is going to be some character driven chapters, and then another battle. Also threw in a quote from good-old Scotty of Star Trek fame, into the story. Figured it was a good place to throw it in.
Also once again I ask my fellow writers and my readers to sit down and write out a review for this story. Tell me what is best and what is wrong with it. I need the feed-back to make this story even better. So please, pretty please with a cherry on top, send me a review! Please! /Puppy Dog Look/
With that out of the way folks I leave you all to your turkey eating and enjoying your Thanksgiving Weekend. Enjoy!
Happy Thanksgiving!
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Omake #5
I Told You!
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With a shudder and slamming the Eternal suddenly stopped as her poor unfortunate engines over-heated from the strain of pushing the poor ship at such a speed. As one the bridge-crew could only sigh and grumble over this. Captain Walkfield cursed and glared out the view-port wondering why the world hated him so. Suddenly an angry engineer stumped onto the bridge and faced his commander.
"I told you sir! I told you this would happen! But did you listen to me? No! Now I have to spend several hours reworking the entire damn engine!" the engineer bitched to his commander who calmly accepted it. After a brief moment the engineer left, leaving the bridge crew alone once more. After another few moments of silence the Captain turned to look around at his loyal crew and only sighed.
"Alright who wants to go out there and push,"
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I really don't know where in the world this came from, but I was a lost to write this Omake about. Oh well! Enjoy!