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((yeah, I'm sorry about that. I also wasn't planning on spending months on one battle. So, yes, kill four or five at once. Most of the time I can remember how to spell, and I didn't this time. So, another sorry about your name.))

"Sorry, Adler, I have trouble with names at first." Ermor says, appologizing to Adler. "Yes, let's return to base camp. Though, we still need to take out the aproaching mecha. Why don't you go pay them a visit. I'm going to hang back a little more now." With that, Ermor started towards base camp at a rather slow pace.

The Aries flew back to the base camp. Hovering over to the repair tanks, Adler quickly recharged his mobile suit's coolant and took off vertically.

"Armorius, I'm seeing twenty of these suckers up here on my radar. They're Phoenix type suits. See if you can't pick a few more of them off."

Adler targeted the closest enemies, a pair of the mecha in close formation, and engaged them at full throttle. His target designator locked onto the lead Phoenix, and he came into firing range for his guided missiles. Adler pulled back on the controls to aim ahead of the enemies, and thumbed the firing button. The suit kicked back as the powerful long-range weapon exited the firing tube. Peeling off to the side to avoid a counterattack, Adler watched as the rocket streaked toward the Phoenix, a white corkscrew of smoke behind it. The two bandits immediately broke formation and dove, but they were too slow. The missile's proximity fuse triggered and the warhead detonated, blowing off the bottom half of the first suit. The shrapnel from the blast entered the unfortunate wingman's right engine, causing it to smoke, catch fire, and explode, sending the Phoenix spiralling to the ground. Targeting three more mecha, he fired his remaining missiles, each tracking its own bandit. Adler watched the explosions in the distance, then turned back and landed at the base. After peppering two more Commandos with rifle slugs, he dragged the blown out chassis over to the repair tanks, dropped them, and submitted a request to refit his Aries with missiles.

"Negative, sir," answered a sergeant. "Unfortunately, our LRM's aren't compatible with your mobile suit. However, if you can spare about half an hour, we can convert your missile tubes into rocket launchers."

"Just what kind of rockets are we talking here, sergeant?" said Adler.

"7.62mm dumbfire, sir. We've got a high explosive variety and a prototype EMP rocket. We can fit a total of 400 rockets into your launcher. It's up to you."

"Give me 200 of each. While your at it, take these tactical nukes and keep them safe. The extra weight is hurting me in these dogfights."

"No problem sir!"

"Thank you sergeant."

With that, Adler relaxed in his chair and watched as the repair tanks closed around him, their massive bay doors casting a cooling shadow over the Aries.

"And sergeant?" Adler called.

"Sir?"

"Paint eight mechs on the cockpit. If you have time."

"Very good sir," replied the sergeant. Being a repair crewman was definitley not the most glamorous job in the Army, your name didn't make it onto the news or anything...but Adler smiled and silently thanked the guys that a mission would be impossible without.

Ermor reached the base camp and began having the other troops move out. He told most of his officers that their current position was getting too hot. Most of the hovering machines began to kick up the lunar dust, cloging some areas with dust. Some of the repair tanks stayyed back to finish the jobs they had started, keeping up with the fast pace of battle. Two squads of AS units rose from the ground and fed information to the drivers that couldn't see around them. Ermor refrained from shooting for the most part and just directed people around. A face flickered across his screen, "Sir, its seems that all of the enemy forces are advanceing. The crater was their main base camp." the face disappeared. "Alright everyone, looks like things are going to get messy around here now." Ermor said through the entire com system.

Many of the long range mecha turned and started unloading their ordance towards the enemy lines, not really taking very good aim. Ermor activated all of his systems, making everything come into sharper view again. He guided his Mecha onto a lunar dune and got into the prone position. He began firing at any confirmed enemy unit with surprising skill for using a meduim range weapon. "Adler, Armorius, Jeffie, take out any confirmed enemy unit. Don't leave any of them standing. This will be over quite soon, regarding all of your shown skills as of yet." Ermor says, dropping another mecha by blasting its head off.

"All right guys, I'm all fixed up and rearmed. I'll be there as soon as I can," Adler shouted over the com. Quickly accelerating toward the fierce melee, Adler activated his radar and was greeted with a jumbled mass of contacts. "What's our exact situation," Adler inquired. "Just how many baddies do we have here? My battle statistics module seems to be down. ((( wink )))"

((Awfully sorry about not posting latly. I've been sick and had a headache. Its been hard for me to think for more than a minute about something. I should be back now, if I don't get sick again.))

Ermor adjusted some of his settings, trying to increase output. "Lets see, Armorius had taken out quite a bit of enemies. Jeffie has also done his part, it looks like he could use some minor repairs though. There are still plenty of things to destroy out there, if thats what you're wondering." Ermor says. Ermor is about to stand up when his Mecha shuts down, something it normaly does a lot. "Crap..."

"Roger that, repair tank and two Commando Mecha are on their way." A crackling voice says, answering Armorius's call for help.

Meanwhile, Ermor is having some difficulty inside his machine. "Darn thing, it always shuts down on me like this." He says, unstrapping himself from his controls. His eyepiece activated its flashlight, illuminating the small cockpit in a soothing red light. He pried a panel from the rounded wall and inserted his arm up to the elbow. He undid a few more, finding the problem. One of his jury-rigged wires had come loose when he had tried to stand. He played with it tried to find the other part of the wire it had been connected to.

Ermor found the other part of the wire and wound it around the severed part. "Hope that holds." he says with a sigh. "I also suppose I should get a new Mecha while I'm at it." Ermor replaced the panels and strapped himself back in. He started the activation process, hopping it would not shut down on him again.

Ermor picked up his repaired machine from the lunar dust. "Easy does it." he mutters to himself. Once standing, he confirms Adler's report. "Alright, shouldn't be too hard to deal with. Make sure you are careful around the Squirrel tanks, thay have very powerful explosives in them. Though, they are specialy designed to go off unless there is a electrical charge in the explosive." Ermor says, trying out some of his limbs at the same time.

Ermor dropped out his almost empty clip from his gun and loaded in a fresh one. "Explosive tips, that'll come in handy." he mutters, pulling back the charging arm of the weapon. "Okay, let's wait for them to come to us. If you've got good enough aim, try to blast the hands off the Commandos. They can open the canisters without their hands." Ermor brought his rifle to his machines shoulder, taking aim at the lead Commando. "Adler, I think you should try to take down the Phoenixs. Watchout though, they tend to still fly even after heavy damage."