Starting another one late despite my need to fix the mess up in my schedule. I've decided to break with the geography of the game, not that anybody cares. There were only a few maps the game had programed in, so I might as well use a little creative license to make it a bit more logical. With that, let's continue.

The fleet arrived at its resupply destination unharmed and with some additional cargo. The Zeon pilot was pretty tight-lipped about what had been going on, but the data banks in his mobile suit were much more helpful. Apparently the mobile gun battery of a mobile suit called the "Zock" they captured was the latest in a line of aquatic mobile suits being developed by the Zeon ground forces.

"Why would they need so much naval power?" Tommy wondered out loud.

"It's possible they found the hidden entrance to Jaburo," Ken noted as he looked over the plans to the various amphibious mobile suits, "The Amazon River is deep enough that designs like this could be really dangerous against the mass production GM."

"I don't think they've found the exact location of the base yet," Nicolas said, "If they had, they would have probably been attacking by now. They may be closing in on it, though. If they know the general area, they'd still want some amphibious mobile suits to scout and secure the area."

Ken pulled up one plan in particular, "In any event, this one worries me." The others looked over the impressive unit, the "Z'Gok". "If these specifications are right, it could even be a match for my Gundam G in the middle of the desert. They're so far ahead of us when it comes to mobile suit technology."

"At least we have Amuro's Gundam," Ashley noted, mostly to herself.

"This may put a damper on the Federation's Odessa invasion plans," Pat said, finally speaking up. "If we're going to try to take Odessa, we'd better do it right now."

"And that's why all of us are here in Greece." The pilots turned to Marcan as she entered the room. "We have our next mission objective, a Zeon controlled mass driver not too far from this location. They've been using it as one of the supply lines to get the natural resources they mine here on earth back up to space. There are also reports of mobile suits in a derelict colony in orbit over the Odessa area. GHQ is concerned that they may be drop forces and wants them whipped out if possible. Our mission is to capture the mass driver and send some of our force up into space to clear out the colony."

"It'll be really hard to capture that mass driver without damaging it with what we have," Tommy noted, "I figure the Zeons have to have a pretty substantial force guarding it, right?"

"They do," Marcan nodded, "And with that in mind, we are going to be backed up by a portion of the Odessa Strike Force. As a matter of fact, they're the group we just resupplied. This is going to be a major battle. We'll need to be ready for it."

Marcan left the pilots to plan out their strategy after calling up a map of the operational area and the data on the two forces. "It looks like a pretty even fight," Tommy said, noting the huge tank battalions on either side. "It's still going to be hard not to destroy that mass driver, though. It's right in the middle of that town."

"There aren't still civilians in the town, are there?" Ashley asked.

"Not very many," Ken noted, "They should be able to get out of the way by the time the fighting starts."

"So than how do we take the mass driver?" Nicolas asked.

Ken thought for a moment, "The Zeons are still used to winning battles with their mobile suit advantage. They shouldn't fire on their own mass driver if they think they can win and hold it."

"We're going to use it as cover?" Tommy asked.

"Nicolas, Ashley, and I will," Ken said, "Pat, you'll be protecting the ground armor behind us as they advance into the town while the three of us draw their fire. We'll push them out block by block as the tanks advance."

"And I'm guessing you want me in the back, covering the operation?" Tommy asked.

"That's right."

"It amazes me how quickly you can do that, Captain," Nicolas complimented as the pilots left the room to suit up for the mission.

The tank battalion was more than happy to go along with the plan. Someone drawing the mobile suit fire away from them was all they needed to hear. The unit had taken a few halfhearted stabs at hitting the town, but the Zakus stationed there. They weren't subtle as they advanced toward the town. The battle started with a salvo of potshots from both sides at their opposite numbers. The Zeon forces had the advantage of using the buildings of the town for cover, but they focused most of their fire on the three mobile suits approaching quicker than the rest, and Ken, Ashley, and Nicolas had more than enough room to evade the attacks.

The Zeons were shoved back from the threshold of the town as the sides of the buildings started to collapse. Ken, Ashley, and Nicolas entered the town and took cover as the close fighting began. The three of them split up to divide the enemy forces among them, but they also stayed within visual range to back each other up. The plan was working so far. The Zeons were falling back and soon they'd get to the mass driver. The Zakus were the biggest trouble in moving forward. The tanks weren't helpless by any means, but the beam carbines that they had taken took out small targets like that in one shot.

Finally the mass driver came in sight. It was a prewar one, but it was still more than sturdy enough to transport the raw materials the Zeons mined from the area with the reinforcements they added. Ken and Ashley, with their higher performance mobile suits, got to the mass driver first. The weaving trusses of the curved structure didn't provide very much cover, but the Zeon gunfire all but stopped. If it was hit in the wrong way, the whole structure could collapse. Federation long range fire further pushed the Zeons back and for a moment it looked like the plan would go off without a hitch. But when Nicolas tried to make it to the mass driver, an enemy mobile suit blocked his path.

"It's a Gouf!" Nicolas gasped as he pulled back barely in time. He and his mobile suit were undamaged by the deadly swing of the Gouf's heat saber, but his beam carbine was ripped apart. On instinct, Nicolas drew his own melee weapon and swung at the attacking Gouf. The Gouf blocked it with its strong shield covering its left arm. The hit knocked the enemy mobile suit off balance a little, causing it to lose its grip on its sword. As the weapon fell to the ground, Nicolas backed away from the enemy. As he jumped away, the Gouf extended its now free sword hand and a metal whip-like structure shot out and wrapped around the leg of Nicolas's GM G. "Oh crap!"

Even before the battle had gotten that far, Ken's Gundam G was working its way around the mass driver for a clear shot. His beam carbine round was traveling toward the shoulder of the Gouf even before it was extending its whip. The beam sheared off the right arm of the enemy, just before the whip received the signal from the pilot to electrify the GM G. The Gouf fell after that and exploded.

Nicolas's GM G was unharmed by the whip itself, but the jolt from getting caught caused the GM G to land on its back rather than its feet. "Oww. That was close. Thanks, Captain. I owe you big for that one."

Tommy could be heard chuckling over the radio as he fired on the retreating Zeon forces. The battle wasn't quite over yet, but it was a pretty secured victory for the Federation. "I think that's the first time I've heard you curse, Nicolas," he said mirthfully.

"Yeah?" he asked a little defensively, "Well, I heard what those 'heat rod' whips do to you. And I like my internal organs uncooked!"

The Federation tanks were starting to reach the mass driver and pretty soon they'd have to abandon their cover to pursue the Zeons so they didn't regroup and counterattack. Ashley was about to move ahead when she noticed Ken's Gundam G hadn't move since it fired the shot that saved Nicolas. "Captain? Are you alright?"

How, Ken kept asking himself in his head, did I know that would happen? How did I know that would happen? Ken lifted his shaking hand off the controls of his Gundam G. I saw it in my head… Like those other times… What's happening to me?

And if you know Gundam, you know exactly what it is. Such is the disadvantage of doing a fanfiction of a thirty year old series. All that aside, I like what I did here. Not my favorite by any means, and I'll definitely have to expand on it when I get back around to it, but I don't really feel like I copped out in any serious way. Not much else to say. See you next time.