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"Sir, a Frame is coming towards the Zelion at high speed..."

"Then crush it!" Groge snarled. "If it doesn't have that bastard's shield, then blast that damn thing to oblivion!"

As Gabriel fired the bazooka at the main power plant armour, the five remaining particle bays and the missile bays all fired their entire payload at Gabriel. And then they stopped as the bazooka's blast smashed into the power plant, making the weapons useless. But it was done; no one could possibly dodge a full on barrage at point blank range.


"I still cannot believe you had us retreat," Victor muttered as the five Frames streaked across the sky. "At last I had found an opponent worthy of battle--someone, perhaps, who could have equalled me in melee skill."

"Those were the orders I was given," Elrich replied unapologetically. "You can complain about it to General Ken once we get to Kreutszat."

"That fat mech really pissed me off..." Hatsu murmured. "That damn shield...you know, those Liberty pilots must really suck if they need that kind of cheap trick to get by."

Elrich chuckled. "No one's going to argue with that."