Attention Deck Crew:
Hatches 3 and 4 will open so the Mobile Suits may dock.
Please put on your helmets or move to an airtight chamber.
Transmission from the Moore Brotherhood received:
launch an all-out assault in order to reclaim the Thunderbolt region.
End transmission.
Four Guncannons,
20 GM Cannons,
12 Balls,
40 supply containers,
and 40 pilots have arrived.
We appreciate the provision of pilots.
Looks like our little princess can't handle it any more?
Right.
After securing all of the materials in the third and fourth decks,
all new pilots are to gather in the briefing room.
All Mobile Suits on Deck 4 are in storage.
Close the gate!
Hey! These guys are all kids!
A Gundam?
It's the Gundam...
What are they doing?
They'll be under your wing.
Take good care of them, Commander Io.
Real funny, asshole.
Little patriots, huh?
I guess that's reason enough for them to send us a few experimental Gundams.
Hey! Oh, amazing Captain of this ship!
You can't just barge in, Lieutenant!
Scram! Get outta here!
Hey! Claudia!
Wake up, Claudia!
You stupid bitch.
You're a commissioned officer.
What the fuck do you think you're doing?!
That hurts.
How long have you had this habit?
That hurts.
I thought...
What?!
I completely know what your father went through now.
The pressure he must have felt for being responsible...
for the death of the Moore citizens.
Io, this isn't something you would understand.
I'm going to order people off to their deaths again!
Even the children, who we treat like cannon fodder!
Why don't you try being in my shoes for once?!
I expect nothing less from our ace!
A big promotion!
To the Lieutenant. Cheers!
Show us your special insignia!
Just this once.
That's so cool!
Did you grab enough to drink, Lieutenant?
Oh, right. I...
My bad.
Gimme a second.
Aw, geez. Do you cry when you're drunk?
Thanks. You're all so compassionate...
But hey, I'm fine.
Orders are orders.
And I want to protect everyone in our fleet.
If anything, I'd say I feel a bit honored to have been chosen.
These photos sure bring back some memories.
I remember it like yesterday...
The Colony Air Race.
We sure did it up big, didn't we?
From planning, to finding sponsors...
We did it... as a team.
We thought we could do anything as long as the three of us were together.
I still...
Have dreams about back then...
Turning to drugs won't bring the times back.
Io isn't actually enjoying fighting in this war.
He's just... the type of person who only feels alive when their life's on the line.
He... can only feel that sensation inside the madness of war...
I truly pity him.
Lieutenant Daryl.
We're going ahead of you.
Release!
Get closer!
A bit closer!
That's good!
We, the Mobile Suit squadron, will commence operations at 2400 hours.
Your job is to protect me.
I won't be participating in your skirmishes with the enemy.
The FAG will conserve its resources
and focus on the destruction of the enemy fleet and their ace sniper.
We live in a twisted world where people are honored as heroes for offing as many as they can.
The endless cycle of planning and fighting in missions...
Even if the players get replaced, war, the ultimate mission, never ends.
No matter how hard you cover your ears, you can't escape it.
Personally, I love Mobile Suits.
I can't help but like machines that make me stronger.
They get me pumping.
No matter how selfish or immoral that sounds,
I accept everything that comes along with that power.
And fight until I can see the gates of hell.
Goodbye, my fellow, disposable comrades.
If you survive, we'll have a drink.
Io Fleming,
Full Armor Gundam.
Let's do it!
Oh, innocent children...
Please come back safe.
As many of you that can...
My dad was a historian,
but is in imprisonment for being a deserter.
The army told me that if I continued my research, my father would be excused.
Many attempts on his life were made...
It even cost him his left hand...
And despite all of that, he kept on fighting.
On the other hand, I became a mere military lap dog,
and ended up amputating your right hand.
All so I could feed my own ego and keep myself safe...
We'll survive.
Huh?
Let's survive and one day be able to smile from the bottom of our hearts.
The root of all evil is not the enemy...
It's this irrational world we live in.
Naturally, being in a war forces difficult things upon us,
and it might even be considered a miracle to get out of this one alive.
Even in lives as unfortunate as ours,
there has to be some miracles.
I want to smile...
wholeheartedly.
Lieutenant Daryl.
Yes?
Everything rests upon your results in this battle.
I apologize for not being able to give a salute,
but I understand.
Godspeed.
Daryl Lorenz, heading out.
Goddamn.
They look like candles on a birthday cake.
All they've got going for them are numbers.
Where are they?!
Cease fire! Cease fire!
My friend was killed!
We won't defeat them if we keep firing aimlessly!
We'll get wiped out!
Okay!
If we can break down their formation like so...
It's as simple as cutting even slices.
We just have to do as we trained.
Link up with each other!
No, not again!
Shut up! Don't break format—
Warrant Officer!
Fuck, they started grouping up.
Man, I haven't had any in a while...
Granny's apple tart.
We... We did it!
I'll come join you soon!
They've entered the pass.
Everything's going according to plan.
Enemy in sight.
The rest is up to you, Corporal Layton.
Roger that.
Only 200 more seconds.
I need to do this right!
Dr. Karla!
Do you intend to go down with this vessel?!
Having got to work on that weapon,
I've come to realize more about the world and how foolish I was.
You have my gratitude, Sexton.
You should be trying to escape!
If we can bring our research back to the Fatherland, Zeon can—
Flee by yourself.
The device has been completed anyway,
so you don't need to babysit me anymore.
No... But—
The data!
Doctor!
That stupid woman!
Do whatever you want!
Doctor!
Relax!
Just do as you did during military training and you'll be fine!
It's a Gundam!
Damn you, Gundam!
It's time...
I did it!
I did it, Lieutenant!
I did it! I did—
The engines are down!
I need a damage report!
We cannot sink here.
The injured get priority on the pods!
There are a ton of people here too...
He's hurt!
Give me a hand.
Hey, are you okay?
Get him to a pod.
All right.
Graham!
Deputy Commander Graham! You're not hurt, are you?
Don't touch me.
This vessel is sinking.
I ordered everyone to abandon ship.
You did what?!
You intend to evacuate the ship?!
Useless elites...
Thanks to you, we lost our home and now our fleet!
How am I supposed to face my dead wife and daughter like this?
Graham!
For the glory of Moore.
I'll take you to hell.
The injured go first!
Claudia...
Hey, that light...
That explosion is way too big!
Isn't that our flagship?
The battle isn't over just yet.
Their trump card is still out there.
I didn't see him in this area.
It's you, isn't it?
I was sure I
Darling last night
My heart was beating flirty
You looked so nervous at the party
Free for me to barge in
Turn the rhythm on and can you rock
Sweetheart, when?
Reminds me what I really want
Only good fellow
I tell you finally I am your baby
We'll be then sweetest couple
Ho-o-oh
We'll be then sweetest couple
Oh-o-oh
We'll be then...
He told me what my life could be
I'll fetch your eye tomorrow night
I'm always listening darling
But those lines don't mean a thing
No amount of people think about me
I love the trade and only urge you
Sweetheart, when?
And when a lovely girl arrives
Only good fellow
I tell you finally I am your baby
We'll be then sweetest couple
Ho-o-oh
We'll be then sweetest couple
Oh-o-oh
We'll be then...
You told me what my life could be
Sha-la-la-la
Wo-wo-wo-wo
Sha-la-la-la
Wo-wo-wo-wo
Sha-la-la-la
Wo-wo-wo-wo
Sha-la-la-la
Wo-wo-wo-wo
We'll be then...
I'll be your girl
We'll be then...
I'll be your girl
We'll be then...
I'll be your girl...
We'll be then...
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