[B]Yemi Dumuzi[/B]

"Ensign Dumuzi, Guncannon Custom, heading out!"

Her machine rumbled beneath her hands as the catapult rapidly accelerated her off the [i]Troy Horse[/i], revealing the vast sea of stars before her. It was a beautiful sight to behold, each shining point of light in the inky darkness a reminder of the greatness that was the universe. But Yemi wasn't here for sightseeing, so the view didn't matter. What mattered was the increasing density of Minovsky particles thanks to the mothership and the El-Tee's machine. She carefully moved her mobile suit back. It wouldn't do well to get caught up in her squadmate's jamming.

Two Zakus, two Rick Doms, a Gelgoog, some Gyan variant and a Zaku Cannon. She could definitely confirm the enemy mobile suits that Staten had seen. Nope, only one Zaku - no wait it'd only lost its head. The beam hadn't been aimed low enough. Yemi pulled down the targeting visor, squinting slightly as her Guncannon Custom's targeting computer locked on. If the Zaku could still move, then she'd need to make sure that it was 100% gone. She squeezed a trigger.

A beam shot out across the darkness, striking the headless Zaku dead-centre. Blammo.

She'd thought that Gundam pilot was a close-range type of fighter. Not a sniper.

Ah well.

Her sensors, even through the Minovsky, began to lock onto another target. She reached up, adjusting her visor once more before her cannon's sensor suite identified her next foe. The Zaku Cannon. Was it modified too, like that Gyan variant? Yemi couldn't actually tell from where she was, but if it was just another normal Cannon, then she'd take advantage of its inferiority of her Custom. Their sensors wouldn't be a match. Not from this range.

Target locked.

The more mobile suits she took out, the better her reports'd look.

Her shoulder beam cannon fired, light streaking towards the Zaku Cannon.