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"Close Encounter"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: PG Warnings: Alliance Squadron POV, Cannon Pairings: None Summary: What might have happened if Alliance soldiers were confronted by the presence of a Gundam? "Close Encounter"
“Red Leader, take your position.” “Roger that.” “Gold 2, status.” “Thirty seconds to entry point on my mark... Mark.” “All units…” “Incoming!” “Red Leader! Mission compromised!” “I see them! Gold 2! Get out of there!” “Al…most… there!” “You’ll never make it!” “Keep them off me for just a second!” “There’s too many!” “GOLD 2!” THOOM! “What the hell was that?!?!” “I don’t now but it just took out half the enemy line!” “It’s a Gundam!” “Son of a bitch!” “Captain!?!” “Is it on our side?!” “Gold 2?! Status damn it!” “Where is it?!” THOOM! “Damn it, Turk!” “Missile away!” THOOM! “Where the hell is he!?!” “Stay alert!” THRRUUUUMMMMMCRACKLEHISSSSS “Holy Mary Mother of God.” “It’s Deathscythe!” “Don’t go near it! It could turn on us next!” “But he’s wiping out the enemy suits!” THOOM! “It’s gonna blow!” “All unites retreat! Red Leader! Withdraw!” “We can’t just let him escape!” “RED LEADER!” Hiisssssscrackle “Do you really wanna die?” “Who the hell was that?!?!” “Red Leader! Retreat! Damn it, Cole! Get your ass back here!” “Uh, right. I mean, Yes Sir.” “RETREAT! ALL UNITS RETREAT!” “What the hell was that thing?!” “It didn’t even sound human!” “Those guys are just creepy.” “He saved your sorry ass.” “Is it following us?!” “Negative. At least, I don’t think so.” “Where’d it go?!” “I don’t know but I hope it stays there.” “Did you see that thing?” “Cut the chatter Gold 2” “Nice shot by the way.” “I would’ve never made it if it wasn’t for that demon machine.” “Guess we own him one.” “Don’t worry boys.” “SHIT! WHERE IS IT?!” “I fully intend to collect.” “There it goes!” “Holy shit! Did you see that thing?!?” “Shut’em down! I want radio silence until we dock!” “I wonder what he wants.” “I don’t know, but he can damn well depend on me.” “Shut it down, Turk.” “Captain?” “What is it, Clayton?” “You think he’ll really come back?” “………… Cut the com.” “Roger that.”
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