The force from a sudden burst from the verniers of the RGM-79SP, pinned Ethan Tier to his pilot seat, as he increased his altitude of the south american jungles that surrounded the Federal Forces headquarters Jaburo. Nearing the mobile suits limit, the overheating warning began to sound inside the cockpit, and after pulling hard on the controls, the Leutenant, managed to make the mobile suit do a complete flip, dodging several paint ball rounds that flew past him.
Cutting the verniers, the mobile suit began to plumet to the ground at a high velocity. The visor on the head of the RGM-79SP slid down into place, and the view in the cockpit changed to fit the increased imagery range. Bringing his machine gun up, he fired a controlled burst of paint rounds down at two similar units on the ground.
The two of the rounds hit one of the GM Sniper II's, but the other jumped out of the way and fired back up at the attacker. Clenching his fists around the controls, and pressing hard on the foot pedals, Ethan ignited the vernier thrusters making it so the paintball rounds flew under him. With a loud thud, the mobile suit landed in the dense foilage. "Well it looks like Mcallester is out! You're next Thompson!" he yelled over the communications link.
"I think not Teir!" roared the pilot in the remaining GM. His long blonde hair was in his eyes as he tried to find where Ethan was. Flipping his own visor down, he shifted the screen to an infared view, searching for the heat signature. "How the hell am I going to find anything in this god damn jungle!"
The heavy pounding sound could be heard in the distance, Thompson switched to a sonar view, but as he turned his mobile suit in the direction that it was coming from, he could already see Teir's GM Sniper II was too close. He opened fire, full automatic fire, but Teir simply brought up his shield, it's white surface quickly painted pink with large splatters of pain.
Teir shifted his mobile suit, brought up his machine gun and fired once into the head of Thompson's camera, filling it with the same pink splatter. "You're dead, Thompson." With that, Ethan stood his GM Sniper II straight up.
"Damn, Ethan...you could have gone easy on us, just this once. We're your own unit for crying the fuck out loud," said Thompson as he appeared in a small window.
Ensign Wilson Mcallester, a young man with short black hair appeared in awindow next to Thompson's. "Nice aerial stunt there, Leutenant. Could have fried your entire system doing something that stupid."
"I knew what I was doing, now let's return to..." suddenly another window appeared on the screen interrupting Ethan.
"Leutenant Ethan Teir, return to base. You are being reassigned. Return at once for your orders," said a woman in a Federal Forces dress uniform.
Ethan narrowed his eyes. "Reassigned!? What do you mean!?"
"You will no longer be assigned to Jaburo Defence duty. You will be assigned as commander of the Orion Star Mobile Suit Team, please return at once," said the woman before disappearing.
Slamming his fist into the controls of his mobile suit, Ethan was not happy. He had fought with Mcallester and Thompson throughout the War, why the hell was he being reassigned.
"Well, guess we will be seeing you later, Ethan," said Thompson, who like Mcallester had a somewhat look of disappointment. The three of them had enjoyed their free time to train for the last year. It kept their skills up, along with keeping their ties.
Ethan gave a slight wave, before turning his GM Sniper II around and walking through the jungle back towards the base.
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