"Ah, Alex, you made it, welcome to the meeting," the Red Comet begun, before showing the images of the last fight on the screen. "Well, as you can see, we have clear proof that these unknown aliens, named "Zentradi", are after Earth, apparently the "Macross" is their target. We have the Gryps superweapon, as well as the Colony weapon, and the X system, should their proper fleet arrive, but the most logical solution is simple. We need to make the Macross leave Earth."
Hushed whispers went through the meeting, thoughts such as "but that would be another war...". "the Earth would..." "Isn't that weakening.." Quattro placed up his hands, shushing the crowds, before he went on. "The plan is simple. The Macross is ready, as of now, to leave. They just need the proper... Motivation. We will have operation Orbital Angel show them what happens when they don't take a hint. This mission will start in one day, when our Aglerssa lands near Edwards, assaulting the Macross directly. Remember, the Macross has some sort of Fold Drive, so once we cause 80% damage, leave, or else you will be stuck out in the edge of the solar System. Any questions?" The former Zeon commander stood, waiting for the inevitable round of questions that would ensue after this crisis.
"This is Rala, medical AI assistant, going to retrive fallen Geloog, commander." The machine smiled, her face bright with joy, as her custom Lion, based on the elite guards of Mid Europe, the mass produced Fairlon M, stood on the launch deck of the Nemo, the red and white machine, like a pop idol ready for her solo, stood ready to launch, "You have the signal, Rala, launch when ready, All codes are green." She smiled, closing the small com window to the Nemo, before heading out.
"Thanks Tetsuya, now, Fairlion, LAUNCH!" The small machine was thrown several hundred meters, its Tesla drive catching the wind, the small, lightly armored robot passing several confused Su-37 fighters, dancing in the wind until it landed near the fallen, damaged Geloog. "Zyper... he is badly hurt, I'll help him!" she said, pulling out an energy lance, attempting to cut open the hull of the Zeon machine. "Excuse me... why are fairlions here in Mid Africa..." Ryand said, his machine gun in hand. "Don't you remember me, sir? I'm Rala, the medical Number W3. I'm here to heal, and help!" She smiled again, before going back to open up the Zeon mobile suit.
The smallest mech of them all, the Excalibur, stood by, diving through the storm clouds of the giant polyp, the new sensor pods broadcasting a massive detailed scan to NERV and the other pilots, "...this can't be right," Ander said, as Sarah responded, "Yes, this is... three cores, one in the center, one at the base of its tentacles, and another functioning as its Tesla Drive. We could knock this out, if we were able to get close enough t.. AH"
A bolt of lighting drove through the variable fighter, stunning Sarah, while Ander struggled, regaining manual control of the VF through sheer force of will, "Wha... Plasma broke through our shields, it could hurt the others," Sarah begun, holding her head. "I'll make sure that does not happen again/ Reaction missile round... point .30N.30E.56R, correct?" Ander smiled, unleashing the volley of Reaction warheads, the first getting through before the Absolute Terror Field came up, smashing the powerful psudeo nuclear weapons apart. "Damage... 20%, but it still has some fight, Sarah said, guess it is up to the Eva boys now..."
"Well then. I'll have to switch from this fighter, to my proper form," Gai begun, as he slammed down on the controls of the fighter, the levers and pneumatic tools moving with his arms. "Fusion". With that cry, the compressed fighter glew slightly, the golden aura pulsing, before the robot split, the lower half rotating around the rear of the jet to become its legs, as the arms, tucked into the sides of the fighter, came out, stretching to test the transformation system. Above the cockpit, a head section emerged, as the synchronized mind to machine interface made it seem that Phantom Gao was a 20 meter version of Gai, ready to fight with the Evangelion team. "Ok, Will, I'll go, cover you from long range!" As he neared a weapon tower, a tentacle came, only to be pushed back by the quick and furious kicks of the super robot, its martial arts style a mixture of various Eastern techniques. "Strong, aren't we," he begun, as he took a heavy M90 rifle, the underslung grenade, a smaller N2-Reaction weapon. "Will, ready to kick ass, and save our home?"
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