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THE NORTH, NEAR PLATO CRATER

MOON CHAINS CHEMICAL PLANT SITE

It has grown rather large, hasn't it?

You don't foresee this being a problem?

No. Over the past year,

Whiz-B's SEED4 information processing abilities

allow it to keep Mary in check by maintaining control.

As a result, we're placed in a position where we're going to have to rely on her.

How's he taking it?

I mean, she's like a younger sister to him, right?

Jack is the linchpin to the success of this whole scheme.

Perhaps that's why he...

why he seems so assured.

But sometimes, I worry about his unshakable faith in Jack.

Jack detests us.

Despite this, Phil believes he will never betray us.

Merely because they were childhood friends?

I hope his faith is not poorly placed.

Hm.

The kind of man that sticks to his guns once he's made a decision,

or so he says.

Phil's right. I've seen that determination in his eyes myself.

Hm.

Hey! Can you please hold off on the jump scares?

13 YEARS AGO

- Champagne, sir? - Yes, thank you.

Go on, Benedetto. Have a drink!

We're celebrating you, after all.

Great job. Just look how far you've come.

Now we get Mona to introduce you to a few people. And, again, excellent work.

Hm.

Oh, I wholeheartedly agree, sir.

It's the same with mine too. Osma, where are your manners?

- Hm? - Huh? Ah.

Ah!

Well, hello, little precocious one.

Huh?

Attention, everyone. Firstly, I want to thank all of you for coming here tonight.

If I'd known we'd have this kind of turnout,

well, I would have had the festivities begin at lunchtime.

And now, I am thrilled to introduce our most esteemed guest, the man of the hour.

The mastermind behind the development of our Engrave technologies,

Benedetto Baker.

Benedetto, come on. Get up here!

You're the reason we all have something to celebrate!

Huh?

Come on, get up here. Don't be shy. This is no time to be humble.

Hey, Eric. Aren't you going to listen?

Your father is going to give a speech about the future of the world

and all the wonderful things to come.

Hm?

Well, uh--

G-Good evening.

You mean the project meant to save the planet?

You can't be serious, Rhys.

But, um, the project has been endorsed by Sapientia, hasn't it?

Well, yeah. That is true.

Everyone knows that thanks to Sapientia the whole world has peace.

I thought everybody would like to know about it.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

You're always on that game.

Eric, is it really that fun?

I guess. It's pretty cool.

Hmm.

It was Sapientia's suggestion.

Oh, don't be a silly goose!

Sapientia doesn't have any say in what likes or hobbies people might have.

Hey, Eric. Don't you hear something?

No.

What song is that?

Actually, I don't know the name of the song or the singer.

Oh, well, it sounds lovely.

Aren't you him?

It's just that I heard the Shadow family recently adopted a boy.

I... I wonder, is it you?

May I sit next to you?

Huh?

Uh, oh.

- How did I do? - Oh!

Dude, you're so good!

Hey, play it for me one more time.

Don't call me "dude."

You can call me Rhys. I'm, Rhys Rochelle.

Rh-Rhys.

And my name is Jack.

So, will you play it for me once more please?

Sure, Jack.

I'm so happy that I met you today.

Can you sing this song?

I'll play along with you.

Rhys.

Rhys. Rhys!

What's the matter? Don't you know we're on duty?

I just got lost in thought for a moment.

There's a new transmission from Lewis. Come on.

Well, the time has come.

Nyjer, maintain the current altitude. We hold our position for now.

Got it.

- Let's hear it. - Patching through now.

Hey, hey, hey! Looks like I finally got through to y'all. It's me, Lewis!

I've confirmed the location of the ship housing the target.

Hoo-hoo!

Oh, but don't worry, I'll mark the chart now.

Oh, and make sure that babe Rhys knows that it was me that delivered.

The icier she is to me, the hotter I get--

Who can we pin the blame on

for letting that character in as one of our spies?

Who? Right, Dahlia?

If I remember correctly, it was you who said it'd be fun, Georg.

I voiced my opposition loud and clear.

Major Rochelle. I've confirmed the target's location.

All I'm saying is

this would be so much easier if Zowan and Duan were still with us.

Might as well forget about them.

Their names are on the blacklist now, you know.

- Suppose you're right. - Initiating operation.

First Headquarters is currently on the move. We take our chance now.

Everyone, to your positions!

Visual confirmation of the First HQ fleet beneath us.

Begin your descent. We should blend right in.

Entering formation.

Is something up? You're spacing out.

Huh? Not really.

It's just every time I look at that damn thing,

since, like, day one, it, well...

It reminds me of an omelet that my mom used to make.

It's a joke. He's messing with you.

No. I'm dead serious, I tell ya. It was that exact color!

- Entering combat airspace. - Just maintain the course.

Roger.

Just like that!

- In our flight path! - Evasive maneuver!

Roger!

So the Moon Chains really are an armed escort for L-Zone.

Don't lose your focus, Nyjer. Eyes on the prize.

I'd rather not end up as a topping for that omelet.

You're joking at a time like this?

Captain! Above us!

Rhys! That's our mark.

By size and apparent capabilities, it looks like the fleet's flagship.

So then that's where...

What was that?

Just as I thought, it's crawling with drones. Nyjer!

We are at war after all. Pushing the limits!

Engines 5 and 6 engaged!

And off they go.

The hangar's our way in. Keep ascending!

We're never gonna make it!

Hit the loop!

They're closing the hangar doors!

Hold your course. Hit it!

Rhys, we've got you covered from here. Go! Go on!

Mm-hmm.

Georg! Osma!

Captain Pitter, what's the situation?

A VC3 unit has managed to infiltrate the ship through an open hangar.

VC3? They're here for one thing.

Indeed. We should assume they'll exfiltrate the girl.

If those morons at First HQ hadn't attacked,

they'd have never slipped in. Hm.

This is no time to get nostalgic.

It's as I feared. I knew something would go wrong.

Shall we start then?

Over the past year, both of our primary targets have evaded capture.

The traitor, former Second Lieutenant Jacob Shadow,

and the spy, former General Pitter.

Right.

Nevertheless, reports indicate the ground forces of the Second HQ in the north

have begun to withdraw.

Doesn't that mean that L-Zone, or whatever it's called,

is on the move then?

Their goal is to capture the rebel army forces serving as its vanguard.

First HQ is in preparations for a full-scale aerial assault.

I guess... she'll be there, won't she?

For now, that's the intel we're relying on.

There's something I don't understand.

What does the rebel army gain

by helping L-Zone's advance towards Copernicus?

They'd be exposing not only the city they fought so hard to occupy,

but also its citizens, to this deadly threat.

Why bring L-Zone there?

Yeah, I've been wondering the same thing.

It's been a full year since they took Copernicus.

Why would they go and destroy it now?

Their objective remains unclear, even to HQ.

What we know for certain

is that we absolutely cannot lose Copernicus to the L-Zone threat.

As a result, we have only one mission to complete.

We'll use the fog of war as cover and seize the target.

And we can nab Sergeant Lewis, making this not only a seizure mission, but also a--

- Rescue! - Rescue!

So L-Zone seems to have a destination.

And it's not far out from arrival.

Status report. What's going on?

They're using ECMs.

I'm trying to manually bypass, but I'm not gonna make it!

Damn it! We've lost block number three.

The intruders are jamming all our scans.

Initiate backup power.

Squads 3 and 4, begin scouring the ship.

Yes, sir!

Huh?

- Surround him. He's alone! - No. They're coming!

Just as I thought.

Evacuation orders.

Get to the second bridge and make sure to keep this ship on course!

- Are you okay? - Yeah!

I always did love a big, strong woman.

I didn't forget you.

You really know how to flatter a woman.

Looks like we're both happy to see each other.

It's been a while, Major.

General. So, how long has this all been going on?

And under whose orders?

So, you have suspicions then?

I'd say you've grown.

In the past, you were nothing if not conformist.

Tell me where Mary is!

Come on, boys. I bet I could take you both at once.

Oh, that's a courtesy I'm happy to extend.

Huh?

Pitter!

Georg, Osma, cover me!

No!

A shot to the head ought to do it.

Target is confirmed.

What a touching reunion.

Hey there. Long time no see.