M21

"Thirty-six straight hours on patrol. Still no sight of the SosRo. I have extended my search further away from the ZEF fleet's sensor range but no luck."

Another twelve hours and nothing still. Every time time Laredo recorded his progress on his Zaku's cockpit personal log it brings down his spirits even more. The only saving grace of being by himself this long was the simple fact that he was away from Wu Jinyuan's aura of arrogance for the time being. Ever since the arrival of the Gwazine-class Monarch Jinyuan walks around as if he single handedly already won the war. All these training exercises with the Gwazine were all excuse for him to show off his new toy. The EF new prototype suits didn't have a chance against the sheer firepower of the Monarch. On the bright side he was able to obtain plenty of combat footage which will aid in future conflicts but for now the only concern was the Sos Ro or at least finding it. Today would prove that all the waiting wasn't in vain.

"Incoming transmission? No one knows I'm out here. This is Unterscharfuhrer Veil, state your purpose."

"Sir this is Chief Petty Officer Rahn, I run a patrol unit out of the Solomon Defense Fleet. We found something that may interest you. Sending you the coordinates as we speak."

"Is it the Sos Ro?"

"We think so, like a I said you should come ASAP sir. We uh don't know what to make of this."

"Very well."

Veil was relieved. All this time out here and finally a solid lead.

"Hmm, still have have enough fuel for the trip. "

Another transmission was coming through. This one was from the bridge of the Monarch. The ZEF would have to survive the next couple of hours on their own. Veil could care less about the what that ship wanted, he'd been playing the role of compliant soldier for far too long now. He was sent here for a reason and he was going to do his job.