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Major, we have visual.

The place is abandoned.

Those Federation cowards must have turned tail and run.

We're clear here.

Let's hurry this up. We'll be back on base before sundown.

Understood, Major.

This is Anvil One.

All units, press forward.

Cluj-Napoca Base is undefended.

Roger, Anvil One. Advancing in column.

So, I told her it was only one more mission.

Then I'd be back home in space.

This war's been going on long enough already.

You can say that again. Let's keep our heads--

- Shit! They're here!

Engaging fire!

Ambush!

Damn it!

This is Anvil One. Pull back to defensive positions!

Roger. Falling back!

Get to cover!

We're exposed!

Everyone, get back!

Regroup at position 42 Delta Nine!

What's he doing? That's right into the kill zone.

I said pull back! Now!

We're cut off! Feds have us surrounded!

- We need orders! - Where's our backup?

We're getting killed out here!

They're on our flank!

Sentinel Two lead, this is Anvil One!

This is Sentinel Two lead. We read you loud and clear.

I need those mobile suits on the ground now!

Deploy to 42 Delta Nine!

Understood. Approaching the drop zo--

You heard the Major.

Red Wolves, prepare to drop.

Bravo here. Ready to hunt some Feds.

This is Charlie. Good to go.

Ready and waiting.

Entering target airspace.

Red Wolves, you're going in hot!

Deploying Minovsky particles. Maintain visible spectrum comms.

Coordinates locked in.

Hold tight! We're taking fire!

Anvil One, there's antiaircraft fire from the base!

Then clear those fucking guns!

Wasp Flight, you're cleared to engage!

Roger. Wasp Flight engaging.

Go! Go! Go!

Can't stay here.

What's the situation? Where's the backup?

There is none!

What about the mobile suits?

If they wanted to send the Zakus, now would be a great time!

Targets destroyed!

Roger. Give me the next--

Deploying chutes in three,

two,

one!

Deploy! Deploy! Deploy!

Damn gravity! I hate this planet!

Cut the chatter, Wolf Bravo!

- Look out!

We've got company, Wolves! Nine o'clock!

AGL 1500!

They're too fast! Can't get a bead on them.

They're targeting our chutes.

One down, one to go!

It's all yours, Bravo!

Acknowledged, Alpha. Engaging now.

Zakus! Finally!

It's the Red Wolves!

They took out three fleets at Loum!

Red Wolves are on the ground.

Salamanders should be right behind us.

About time.

Enemy has taken sectors four through eight.

We're still trying to formulate a counterattack.

Acknowledged.

Bravo, Charlie, with me.

Delta, status report.

Missed my drop zone, but my Zaku's doing just fine.

Commencing fire support.

Yeah!

Move back!

Charlie, how you holding up?

Don't worry about me.

This is what you get for trying to spring a trap on us!

Forward!

Damn it!

- Watch your back, Bravo. - Thanks, Cap.

Is it over?

It's over!

They're falling back. I thought we were dead.

No hostiles in visual range.

Red Wolves, how are we looking?

All clear.

Nice and quiet, like Sunday morning.

Too easy.

Anvil One, this is Red Wolf Alpha.

We'll take point.

This is Anvil One. Acknowledged.

Lead the way.

Go! Go! go!

Clear!

Clear!

Major, we secured the building.

No sign of the enemy.

Combat support, send a messenger to Command right away.

Message. "Stein Battalion has seized Cluj-Napoca Base."

I say again,

"Stein Battalion has seized Cluj-Napoca base."

You have a slight concussion.

How's your breathing? Getting enough air?

You ever see a Zaku up close?

Not like this.

But I'm...

quite familiar with their handiwork.

They're weapons of war, Doc, no doubt. But let me tell you,

they saved my life today,

and they've saved more lives than you can imagine.

Look who the cat dragged in.

We missed you out there, Kale.

Damn Saberfish made me miss my drop zone.

Oh yeah?

I thought you just got cold feet when it was your turn to jump.

And miss Chubs almost get decapitated by a 61?

Hey, I had it under control.

Ah, there she comes!

Cap! Nice save with that 61.

You might be more suited to the soccer field than the battlefield.

Yeah, don't quit your day job.

- Captain Iria Solari? - Sir.

The reputation you earned is well-deserved.

Thank you, sir.

It's a shame we lost so many in that... mess.

Anyway, your contributions will be duly noted.

All Zaku are to be serviced and battle-ready by sunrise.

Yes, sir.

I'll address the troops in ten.

Sir.

Our contributions? We bailed their asses out.

Lieutenant.

Sorry, Cap.

- Johnson, right? - That's right.

Do you have an ETA on additional supplies?

Crews are bringing 'em now.

We'll be rearmed and battle-ready in no time.

We've got Zaku tanks, a full weapon complement,

and all of the ammo you need.

Now that we've recaptured the base, HQ wants to keep it.

- Thank you. - And if I may...

Lieutenant's right. We would have been dead without you.

Red Wolves, with me.

- Yes, ma'am. - Yes, ma'am.

Today will mark a great victory in the history of this war.

Though many of our comrades lost their lives today,

there were heroes also.

- Perhaps none more so than-- - Red Wolves!

For now, we rest.

But reinforcements will arrive in the days to come.

Once they're here, we will put an end

to Earth Federation operations in this sector.

- Yeah!

All right!

Too long has the EFF stolen away the wealth

produced by the colony's sweat and labor.

For too long, we Spacenoids have endured this inhumane treatment

and suffered these insults

to our honor and pride.

But the Principality of Zeon will spread across the Earth!

- Yeah!

It's freezing.

Weather control system broken?

Nope. That's just winter for ya.

Just gotta get used to it.

The cold I can live with. But I'm never gonna get used

to these lousy field rations,

courtesy of Stein Battalion.

Yeah, I'm not sure what's more depressing,

the smell of these rations or the air in this forest.

I thought I was dying of some Earth virus. It's just allergies!

Yeah, the cold, lousy field rations, and allergies?

Remind me, why are we fighting over this rock?

Shit, man. The paycheck. They point,

and I shoot. Simple as that.

Hey, asshole. We're fighting for our freedom.

We fight because those are our orders.

This'll remind you why we're fighting for Earth.

Real Kentucky bourbon.

From Kentucky.

Don't taste like this up in space.

Cap?

No, thank you.

Something bothering you, Cap?

I don't know.

I've just got a bad feeling about all of this.

What Cap's trying to say

is she don't like camping so close to the haunted woods.

- Haunted? - Uh-huh.

Heard some tank tops talking back at base, saying people vanish in there.

Some shepherd, a little girl...

Even heard a demon made a guy go crazy in there.

A demon?

Yeah, well, let's hope old Cap can get some sleep tonight.

Worry about yourself, Zavaleta.

It's time to rack out. And you better enjoy it,

because after tonight, we'll be sleeping in our cockpits for a while.

Yeah, roger that, Wolf Mother.

Take cover!

- Get moving!

Hurry up!

Get in your tanks! Mount up!

All units, I need a sitrep! What the hell is happening?

Captain!

- How did you know? - Know what, sir?

What is the hell that?

Launch Zakus now!

- Yes, sir! - Do it, soldier!

Get to positions!

- Federation mobile suit, west! - What?

Get to your Zakus and get ready for combat!

Clear your path!

Go get 'em, Red Wolf!

Thanks for the cover!

Delta, head back to the bunker and give support.

Prioritize those 61s.

Charlie, give me point target suppression.

High-value targets, your discretion.

Bravo, on me. Let's get that mobile suit.

With pleasure, Alpha.

Enemy sighted, 12 o'clock.

How cute! Feddies finally got themselves a mobile--

Ghelfi!

Beam weapon?

You!

How's it moving so fast?

I've got the bastard!

- Heh.

What?

Delta, get out of there!

Kale!

Bastard!

Lesean!

Come on.

Come on, I need something!

There.

Take this.

How can that be?