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Nami slowly weaved her way through the lumps of junk as she and Miriallia Haww scouted the area where the Archangel's sensors had picked up the faint contacted earlier. With the introduction of En-jamers to the battlefield radar had become worse then useless, and most other sensor types had major issues in the Debri Belt anyway. So the best option was to fall back on scouts to physically look over the area and report back.
With a light tap on her manuvering jets Nami slid around a piece of what had once been a resource satalite so that her thermal sensors could get a good scan of the area. A little under a kilometer away Mir used the left arm and shield of her Hound to gently shifted a piece of debri while scanning with the hundred power scope that was part of the heavy beam rifle she carried. Both were running their suits in a low powered stealth mode to avoid detection.
"Nothing here" Nami said in releaf. She had been worried that the heat source they'd detected earlier was an EA fleet that would attack them as soon as Commadore Halberton's ship had left the area, but it was starting to look like she was just a worry-wart.
She was about to move on when her incoming message light started to blinking. Both Nami and Mir had deployed laser communications drones on kilometer long cables so that they would have assured comms while they searched, Through them they could send messages without having to resort to iffy radios or highly visible flares.
Nami clicked open the message and began to read.
'Contact! Quad Ageis? and four zero ? mobile suits. Prick IFF' The first and last parts of the message were easy to understand, Mir had found something and it was from the Atlantic Federation. But the middle parts were some what alarming. Four Agamemnon class carriers with unknown equipment and fourty unknown mobile suits, Nami had a feeling that Miri had just seen the 81st AMG and their Proto Daggers.
Nami retrieved her drone and started to move towards Mir's location, she need to see for herself if this was the threat they'd been warned about.
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Mir had set up shop in a broken piece of colony harbor cargo tubing with a section of hull plating hiding all but the Hound's head and shoulder from view, with her suit hidden Mir could use her long range scope to literally 'scope-out' the intruders.
In front of her were four black Agamemnons, their lack of running lights making them pratically invisible aguinst the blackness of space. In fact the only reason she found them was the thermal spikes that their engines and manauvering thrusters gave off.
But more important to Miriallia were the eight groups of five mobile suits that were drifting around the large ships in a spherical formation. Each was much easier to spot with their bright blue paint jobs then the ships they escorted. They kind of looked like the Strike in a simplified way and moved much better then the Strike had before Kira had rewrote the OS. That said they still didn't move as smoothly as Zaft Ginns or the Hound that she was currently piloting, they were also much more lightly armed with only a single twenty milimeter CIWS, a beam saber and a weak beam rifle.
Off course there were still forty of them and they had multiple capital ships in support, not that Mir though she was a match for ten of them alone and besides it wasn't her mission to fight them, at least not yet.
The beeping of her proximity sensor made Mir look around wildly but she relax when Nami's white Hound settled in slightly behind her and soon they had a real time comm established.
"What do you think Miri? Impressed?" Nami asked with a frown on face as she servied the formation in front of her.
"Humph!, the only thing 'impressive' about that is numbers! now if that was a Zaft formation I'd be more impressed, but the EA! thats par for the course" Mir said with distain, "in fact I'm surprised that their aren't more of them". Nami gave Mir a look that said not everything was so simple.
"Be thankful their aren't more of them Miriallia. Each pilot in that taskforce is probibly a Blue Cosmos fanatic who is just as likely to ram you and pull the self-destruct lever as he is to shot at you!" Mir couldn't help giving a nerves gulp when Nami said that, she didn't want to think about the size of the blast something like that would produce. "I'm going to go report this to the ship, you stay here and keep an eye on them. If it looks like their going to try something or they bust you, fire three shots then haul your pretty ass back to the ship as fast as you can, screaming about it all the way. got it" Mir indicated that she did and Nami slowly made her way out the back of their hiding place as Mir went back to watching the taskforce and hopeing that this didn't get out of hand.
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Too bad for Miriallia and the rest that Roanoke had a different agenda in mind as he floated around the bridge of the Banshee.
"Is everthing ready captain?" he asked.
"Yes sir"
"Then begin the operation" the captain of the Banshee began to shout orders to the bridge crew and the CIC while Roanoke took his place in the captain's chair.
Today would mark the first kills for the eighty first AMG.
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On the bridge of the Menelaos a few hundred kilometers away the incoming fire alarm started to blare, only to be silenced a moment later as two Lohengran blasts tore through the carrier and vaporized everything and everyone on board before they could even scream.
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In the cockpit of Mir's Hound alarms were also blaring, namely the threat designator trying to tell her that she had a capital ship grade assault cannon aimed her way, not that she noticed the alarm cause Mir had all ready started moving when she had saw the enemy vessels start turning in her direction, leveling her Seventy-Six milimeter heavy beam rifle on the Agamemnon that was going to fire closest to her and lighting it up with all of her three allowed shots.
Her first shot buried itself into the charge chamber of the Lohengran cannon, causing it the fail violently. The second burned a path through the ship's hanger deck and ignited the fuel and ammo stores found there, and the third found the ship's main reactor, 'nough said.
The ship was violently reduced to scrap metal and bits were flung all over the place, in some cases damaging the other ships around it.
Not that Mir stuck around to watch the fireworks, she had her orders an she was going follow them.
"ARCHANGEL, ANGEL FOUR REPORTING INCOMING HOSTILE TASKFORCE SIX KILOMETERS FROM POINT 340 15 05 AT COURSE 000 05. REPEAT-" but Mir was interupted both by then activation of three ENJAMERs and by the static cause by three Lohengran blast coming within a klick of her position.
"Oh Crap!" Mir dove behind a chunk of debri for cover. Debri started to shift wildly around her in the volleys wake, making it even harder for her to find the ship and keep an eye out for the enemy. She tried the radio aguin but only to get an ear full of static, she would have to rely on her other sensors for the rest of the fight.
"Well this sucks" Mir grubbled as she slowly started to weave her way back in the direction that her innershal navigation system told her that the ship should be.
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"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!" Roanoke yelled as the crew of the Banshee rushed about trying to repair the damage caused by the Stein's explosion while damage alarms blaired. The captian of the Banshee turned to the Admiral with a report.
"Sir, it would appear that the Archangel got wind of our presences and sent the Strike to 'greet' us" the captain handed a copy of Mir's message that they had captured before activating their Enjamers. Roanoke read it before snarling and throwing the message away.
"Sir! report from the Menelaos attack group. Menelaos confirmed sunk with no survivers, no casulties taken by the attack group!" the communications officer yelled. Roanoke humphed before turning back to the task at hand.
"Cut the CAP loss!, I want the head of the pilot that sunk the Stein on a silver platter, and find the Archangel. We will not let this set back slow us down!" Roanoke order.
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On the Archangel things were just as hectic, if slightly more organized. Murrue studied the sensor picture of their surroundings as Natarle organize the ship's limited weapons supply and Mu and Kira rushed to put the finishing touches on their machines OS.
"Hey Archangel! Ya still afloat?" a voice blared over the ships speakers.
"Nami! its good to see you. wheres Mir?" Natarle asked as Nami's hound drifted out from behind a large piece of debri.
"She was keeping an eye on the enemy last I saw her. This is a count on the forces we face please be ready when they arrive." Nami downloaded the file she had compiled on the EA taskforce on then flipped her Hound around and started to burn hard back into the debri.
She had to find Mir before the Eighty-first did.
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Down in the Archangel's hanger Mu finally let out a sigh of relef as he finished the agustments to the Strike.
"DONE!"
" 'bout dang time!" Kira shouted as he dropped into the cockpit of his blue an silver Hound and started guiding it into the starboard launcher deck.
"CAN IT KID!" Mu shouted back as the Strike was locked into the port side catapult runner. The hanger crew equiped Mu with the yale pack while Kira was using a space booster along with twin ten pack and twin triple gunlaunchers on the lower legs of his hound and a standard beam rifle. Both know that speed AND mobility would be important in this fight and both were going to be prepared for the worst.
"Angel Three, Kira Yamato launching!" Kira's Hound shot from the starboard catapult and raced towards the approaching task force. Seconds later Mu and the Strike erupted from the port launcher and sprinted after him.
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Mir had finally figured out where the ship was and was trying to get back to it, but the Lohengran attack had caused alot of shifting in the scrap patterns making it hard to manauver through it. Eventually Mir just headed for the channel created by the right Lohengran blast, as that one went closest to where she needed to go.
After sweaving her way to her destination Mir was about to dive into the corridor and race for home, but caution stopped her. If there was one thing that Mu and Nami made sure got into Mir's head, it was to never rush anything lest you miss something important. So Mir to a moment to scan the area around her, just in case.
Good thing she did to cause not a kilometer away were ten Proto Daggers making good time for the Archangel. Mir ducked back as the Daggers approached, trying to avoid detection.
Mir was in a bind and she know it, did she just let the EA mobile suits pass or did she attack and try to devert them form their course? she would have to make her choose fast or the advancing mobile suits would make it for her. But she was too slow and almost didn't react in time when the threat alarm started screaming. She obviously hadn't hid herself well enough as bolts of green tinted death streaked towards her.
"OH! SHIT!" Mir shouted as she throw her shield up and stomped as hard as she could on the main thrusters. The Hound leap forwards and upwards as Mir's heavy shield swung into posistion to catch any shot that came anywhere near her. The beams didn't even scratch the Hound's armour let alone its shield as Mir jinked and weaved through to fire, looking for an opening to lash out with her own heavy beam rifle.
She found it when a Dagger made a rush on her, rifle blazeing. The Dagger got within two hundred meters when its rifle suffered a catastrufic overload, triping a safety subroutine in the Dagger's OS that jettusoned the rifle while getting full back thrust and raising the Dagger's shield to protect it from the blast, which it did well. It did not however, ever slow the bolt from Mir's seventy-six milimeter heavy beam rifle from a range of less the three hundred meters. The Proto Dagger's shield was made of a super dense alloy similar to what was used in the Ginn's sword. This made it good aguinst anything that the standard issue Ginn might be give'n but it also lacked an anti beam coating cause Zaft had yet to field MS level beam weapons, and anything a capital ship could dish out would just over welm the shield any way. Aguinst a weapon at a few hundred meters that was designed an built to ripe into reenforced warship hull a tens of kilometers it stood no chance.
The Dagger's shield vaporized almost instantly under the beams power, adding super heated spall to the already powerful plasma of the beam as it slamed through the Dagger's torso and continued on into a chuck of debri a kilometer beyond. The Dagger's battery cooked off before the beam even past it, turning the machine into a massive fireball that hid Mir from the other Dagger for a second. Mir used that second to snap off three more shots, ripping the shield arm off one and catching another in the crotch, leaving it legless and shorted out. The armless Dagger jettisoned it's rifle, grabbed ahold of its legless comrade and started to high-tail it back to the carriers. Mir let them go, she honestly had bigger problems right now.
The seven remaining Proto Daggers took a second to reevaluate their enemy, a second Mir let them have so that she could exchange her beam rifle for something more flexible. The rifle may have been powerful but it was slow to manauver, plus it only had three shots left and there were seven enemies. The heavy beam rifle now hang from a bracket on the Hound's right shoulder and was angled to allow the arm to still move without encumberance. The right hand now held a sixty milimeter beam pistol, the best ranged weapon she had for a melee fight. While Mir carried a beam saber she didn't feel comfirtable with it yet.
The seven Dagger now rushed to enact their plan. Three of them stowed their beam rifles and draw their beam sabers while the other four peppered the green and red mobile suit. But this time Mir countered offencively and stood her ground, snapping off shots from her pistol whenever a sword welding Dagger looked like it might make a charge.
The first victim of the engagement was a sword welding Dagger that tried to rush Mir while she appeared to be looking to the sides. Seconds later the Dagger exploded after being pounded by the Hound's twenty-five millimeter chainguns and sixty millimeter auto cannon. One of the supporting daggers followed seconds later as it was chewed up by the beam pistol. The odds were now five to one.
A Dagger used Mir's distraction to rush in from the left with a saber drawn, aiming to slice the enemy ms in half. He was coming in too fast for Mir to get a real weapon on him in time. Or did she, Mir lowered her shield into a guard position and dumped every ounce of thrust she had into a rageing countercharge. within seconds the two mobile suit slammed into each other, the Dagger's saber sparked as it slowly began to overcome the antibeam coating on the Hound's shield but even as it carved out that forrow the rest of the shield keep coming, slamming into and crushing and saber's handle and the Dagger's hand with it. The power relays in the beamsaber short circuited as the handle was crushed and sent a powersurge up the Dagger's right arm, completely burning out the motors, circuit breakers and control boxes for the arm, rendering it dead. Mir then used her superior thrust and weight to excellerate the smaller Proto Dagger backwards before giving a battle cry and throwing the damaged suit off her shield and pumped several sixty milimeter shells into it's back.
With a quick spin Mir brought her gun back onto the four remaining Proto Daggers and gave them a warning volley. Good thing to cause they'd been burning towards her back pretty fast. Three of the Daggers deverted off their course to avoid the volley. But one keep coming with its saber raised, Mir light the poor bastard up with gun she could draw a bead on him with. The poor dagger disentergated under the pounding before Mir turned to deal with the rest.
The last three Proto Daggers formed themselves up in a tight group, trying to use their shields to protect each other so they could push in close and finish the bastard. Mir was having none of it and started pounding on the shields with her beam pistol, then volleyed her triple gunlaunchers at a slightly different angle. The missiles were forced to make a hard turn to hit their targets, which caused them to hook themselves around the Daggers shields.
Two of the Daggers were instantly destroyed by the missile impacts and the final one lost its left arm and leg. It still tried to fight though and started to raise its beam rifle, only to get speared from behind by a pair of beam rifle shots.
"MIR!, you ok?" Mir almost cried as the blue and white Hound burst from the debri.
"I'm ok Nami, but I'm low on ammo and only have fifty precent power left" Nami let out a sigh of relef as she pulled up next to Miriallia's hound and started checking it for damage. she had just assured herself that it hadn't suffered anything worth noteing when they contact alarms started blareing.
"WHAT NOW!" Mir shouted in disbelief as she focused the Hound's sensors on the area that the alert was coming from. Just over a kilometer away ten more Proto Daggers were burning in they're direction. Nami looked over the enemy and compared them to what she had available to fight them with.
Mir didn't even take the time to size up her opponents this time, she just switch to her heavy beam rifle and snapped off her last three shots and got the pleasure of seeing one of the approaching Proto Daggers atomized. Nami just ended up shaking her head as the remaining Daggers scattered.
"Mir, what are you doing? you just gave away our position" Nami asked as Mir changed the battery for the beam rifle.
"I am sick and tired of dealing with these guys Nami" said Mir as she and Nami raised their shields to defect the first incoming shots from the Daggers, "I am not going to play nice with them this time!".
"While I can't falt you that Mir you really not to learn some control. Going off half cocked is one of the primary things that get new pilots killed" Nami used her chainguns to pulverize a Dagger's head before putting a pair of rifle shot into its chest. Mir switch back to her beam pistol to keep the Daggers from flanking her as Nami cut loss with her four missile ten packs. The Alliance mobile suits tried to counter but were overwelmed by the shear number of missile coming their way and five of them were torn apart as Nami claimed other kill with her beam rifle. The last two Daggers tried to make a brake for it but Mir caught them with her own ten pack of missiles. With all the enemies destroyed the two girls were able to relax slightly. After taking a couple of breaths Nami called up Miriallia on the radio.
"Come on Mir, lets get back to the ship"
"Right behind you" Mir said triedly as she turned to follow her friend back to the Archangel.
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"THIRTY SIX MOBILE SUIT DESTROYED! FOUR DAMAGED, ONE OF THOSE IS GOING TO HAVE TO BE SCRAPED, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!" Rear Admiral Roanoak yell as he looked over the report from his surviving pilots. Said pilots were currently standing infront of the Admiral awaiting further intruction, well those who weren't in sick bay right now.
"Sir there was an unexpected increase in the number of mobile suits they could launch aguinst us, and their suit severely outclass ours" one of the pilots said before being broilled by Roanoaks ferious gaze.
"SO WHAT! YOU HAD A TEN TO ONE ADVANTAGE IN NUMBERS AND YOU STILL LOST. GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" The pilots scattered before the Admiral could yell farther. Roanoak took a moment to get his thoughs in line before he turned to the Banshee's captain.
"Finish rescue operations for the crew of the Stein the take the task force to the rondevou point. I'll be in my cabin compileing my report for Mr. Azreal." the captain saluted and Roanoak flouted off the bridge. Both had a lot of work to do.
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On the Archangel thing were slightly more relaxed. One of the mobile suits from one of the escort crusiers had reported that the black Agamemnons had moved away from the debri field and looked to be headed for the moon.
In the pilot's ready room the four pilots of the Archangel sat while they let their nerves settle from the adrenalin high that combat always resulted in. Nami and Mu were going over guncamera footage while they drank coffee, looking for any little thing that might help them in the future. Kira was sitting on the coach catching up on his sleep and Mir was sitting on Kira, also asleep.
On the bridge captain Ramius and Naturle were bisy finalizing the Archangels attachment to the Dragoons.
And off in the debri field a young Hound pilot was doing their best to recover a Zaft excape pod and bring it back to their ship.
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Well that was a dousy, sorry for the delay but this chapter just keep going and it took me awhile to find a place to end it.
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