Scouting of JOSH-A
Western Canada, JOSH-A

"Why are we here?" A dish pilot asked his wingman, who gave a heavy sigh before responding.

"One of lifes great mysteries isnt it? Why are we here? I mean, are we the product of some cosmic coincidence? Or is there really a God, watching everything. You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I dont know man, but it keeps me up at night." His wingman replied as silence followed over the communication channel before the other pilot replied.

"No I mean...why are we here...right now...doing what we're doing...We used to own the base of Christ's sake, what is there to scout?" The man said with a rather bored tone as he glanced out the side of his cockpit window over toward the other dish.

"Uhh...oh...Yeah." The embarrassed wingman replied, giving a slight cough.

"Whats all this stuff about God?" The other pilot questioned before they Dish pilots were interrupted

"Maintain radio discipline!" A Spearhead pilot barked and the Dish pilots fell silent, preferring not to risk the scorn of their escorts.

Far below the Dish and her escorts was Raylan Howe, cruising at a low altitude in his Aries and hoping not to get picked up by the Japanese Radar. The Dish's were trying to provide guidance to him, but honestly at their altitude vs the strangely high levels of Minovsky Particles, the Dish's were of little use in giving much of an advanced warning about enemy positions.

Meanwhile at JOSH-A, however, the super powerful radar array which was designed to cut through Minovsky Interference to some degree of success was barely picking up contacts. Given as the base was already in a state of heightened alert, they dispatched the Luggun's and patrols to the direction of the brief contact in order to establish a more effective radar array.

"Oh God damnit this better not be another flock of birds." Grumbled Haruka was she fixed her new uniform's top, tugging at it a bit before she flopped down into the captain's chair. When they captured JOSH-A, no one had expected to find such wonderful gifts just waiting for them. It seemed the research team was in a hurry to run the fuck away and had forgotten to destroy or otherwise secure some of their leftover toys. Fuuka had finally been released from the brig, though she had only been calmed by the fact that the Empire saw fit to give her a new toy, one that didn't require a co-pilot.

The White Base had even better sensors than the base and was able to establish a beat on the contacts even from that distance "Ugh...Tell Akasuisei to go ahead and launch." Haruka barked out, to which the helms-woman replied with a resounding "Yar!" Which resulted in Haruka face-palming.

The RX-78-2 was relatively untested but Fuuka's own skills and abilities would more than make up for that as the Gundam launched and landed down against the ground, a Zaku Recon Type following behind it as the two moved toward the direction of the contacts.

As Raylan was approaching the base, he gave a slight blink, he'd expected more resistance but to be honest he wasn't even sure if he was heading in the right direction. While the Dish Pilot's had been arguing they sort of forgot to give him the directions to take a turn when the Dish's suddenly picked up contacts, their Luggun counter-parts, which had also arrived in the area to check it out.

"ENEMY CONTACT!" Both parties shouted out and Raylan cursed as he thrust his Aries harder. Back on the Evacuation Fleet, Derek was asleep in a Medea "CRAP!" He suddenly snapped out of his nap from inside his Leo. Granted, this double teaming might have worked better if the fleet had stayed within radio reach of Raylan, but the Medea's were not stupid enough to fly back toward the base and generally told Derek that if he wanted to go back there he could jump the fuck out now.

"Damn stuck up Medea's." Derek grumbled as he jumped from the fleet, flight packs attached to his Leo's as they cruised onward, hoping to get within Radio contact of Raylan.


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"DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT DAAAAAAAAAAMNNNNNNNNIT" The dish pilot shouted as he dodged missile after missile before finally being taken out by the hail of SAM that suddenly poured out of the ground, the dish exploding into a ball of fire as several Dopp's closed in on it.

Raylan was pushing his Aries as fast as he could in order to scout along the perimeter, neatly dodging missiles and beam fire from the fixed emplacements "Where's my missile support...WHERE'S THE GOD DAMN MISSILE SUPORT!?" Raylan barked out, before one of his co-pilots replied "Sir, our assets say that our clearance code is too old to respond to." The dogfight in the air had turned from bad to worse as his Dish Support soon bailed on him as they detected swarms of Dopp's en route to finish them off.

Raylan began to try and pull away when he suddenly felt the color leave his face, a massive white battleship rising into the sky just infront of him as he watched the turrets on the ship shift position and begin firing in his direction until suddenly a white Mobile Suit appeared directly infront of his new escape path.

"Oooh! Look! A Gaijin! Can we keep it, pretty please!?" Fuuka asked over the communications as she raised her new Mobile Suit's Beam Rifle up "NO GODDAMNIT!" Haruka shouted back in response, only to have Fuuka pout and pull the trigger.

"DAAAAAMMMNIT!" Raylan let loose as the arc of pink energy cut through the arm and took one of his wings and thrusters clear off, sending the Aries spiraling into the ground below "Bang! Bang!" Fuuka shouted as she turned her aim, firing her beam rifle at the other Aries, targeting the same spot on each one and causing the Mobile Suits to go spinning into the ground.

"Question mark..." She mumbled, her Mobile Suit's head turning to the distance as several Leo's came flying into view, her Mobile Suit aiming its rifle up again and pulling the trigger sending arcs of mega particles at the encroaching Leo's, which were also greeted by a swarm of Dopp's who shouted "FOR THE EMPRESS" as they chased the Leo's back who fired everything they had into the crowd of Dopp's before being forced to retreat.

[Result]
-Raylan Howe and Co, Captured, 10 xp
-Watanabe Fuuka, Repairing [1], 15 xp
-Yoshida Haruka, Repairing [1], 15 xp
-Derek Carter, Repairing [1], 7 XP, Kicked off Evacuation Fleet
-JOSH-A Loses 5 Dopp's