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That'll be route B.
You can hear the mine shaking as she and her squad begins bombarding the last undamaged guard towers with long range fire, as you explore the other rooms. The first appears to be another collapsed mineshaft, you can see tracks and huts from where the tanks and the men must have been sleeping. You zoom in as you spot a heat source.
"Hey! Isn't that Plato?" Ruubens spots.
It is indeed, he is bruised and dirty, his hands are still handcuffed together, but he appears not to worse for the wear. You check the area and pick him up. He appears to be shouting, you turn on the mike in your finger.
"THEY HAVE FIVE MOBILE SUITS!"
This is NOT really what you want to hear.
"Where!?" You quickly ask.
"NOT HERE! AFTER..."
"You can speak normally, there's a mike beside your foot."
"Oh, thanks. When my plane crashed, I managed to bail out at the last minute. Unofrtunately they caught me. I guess lightning doesn't strike twice huh? Anyway, once they knew that we knew where they were, they were going to stage a full assault on the Depot. The tank commander said no because he had a company still in the shop, so the leader of the MS Unit. Sermovente or something, went alone! He's gone to attack the base by dawn! They've been observing our patrol patterns for months! They know that around 5 is when our patrol pattern is weakest! What they didn't know would be that you'd mount an attack so fast!"
"We've got to get back!"
YOUR ORDERS? REMEMBER THERE MAY STILL BE ENEMY FORCES HIDING IN THIS MINE. |