---Outside of the Entrance---

A team of 3 Jegans advanced quickly through the open ground to get into a good position for their rocket launchers. A pair of GM-Cannon's were shelling down on the road to give the Jegans some cover. "Come on you Zeon bastards!" Came a roar from one of the Jegans as they got down and fired rockets towards one of the Geara-Doga's, the young pilot, still not used to fighting in gravity was hit by the missiles, smashing into his side, the second hitting the shoulder and the last into the head, felling the armoured suit. The Jegans tried to run back to cover, but one of them was cut down by missile fire.

"Dammit, we need to go back for him." one of the GM's yelled.

"It's too late for him, he'll be toast as soon as those Zeeks figure out he's alive." The commander replied. At that point, the control panells of the GMs and Jegans began to beep and flicker.

[quote]"Priority Message. Full Retreat, we are issuing a full retreat order, all Federation forces are to retreat to Sector 75. All hands, fall back, repeat, all hands fall back."[/quote]

"What the hell?" One of the Jegans yelled. Several of the other GM's were already starting to bug out, blasting into the air. The two remaining Jegans stood watching their fallen comrade. "Come on, we'll grab Goose and get out of here." He said, the two Jegans charged into no-mans land, one of them laying down covering fire with a barrage of missiles at the gate, whilst the other grabbed the fallen suit and blasted into the air. As the covering Jegan ran out of ammo, he blasted off into the air as well. Several of the Geara-Doga's were in the firing line of the missiles.

---Administrators Office---

Security Guards crowded around the elevator as the Administrator sat in his office. He activated the station-wide intercomm.

[quote=Address from the Administrator]"Dear friends. I am afraid that it is with a heavy heart that i must begin proceedures to surrender the colony to the forces of Fukushu Zeon. I would like to thank our Federation allies for all of their efforts in this, but i am afraid that, any minute now, Zeon forces will for their way into my office and force me to surrender. I ask that you do not antagonize the new Zeon forces in control of the station, but i do ask that you not give up hope. Has the last word been said? Must hope disappear? Is defeat final? No! We shall cooperate with the Zeonic forces to the fullest extent to ensure the safety and wellbeing of everyone on the colony, but I will not accept that they are the true leaders. I shall continue to support the Federation through peaceful and passive resistance. I who am speaking to you with full knowledge of the facts, and who tell you that nothing is lost for Advent, The same means that overcame us can bring us victory one day. For Advent is not alone! She is not alone!"

[i][b]The sounds of gunfire can be heard in the background[/b][/i]

"Heavy fighting has occurred outside of my office, I apologize, but i must leave you now. To the Federation forces that manage to escape, all i can say, is godspeed. Quoi qu'il en soit, la flamme de la résistance ne doit pas être éteinte et ne l'éteindra pas."

[i][b]The sound of a door getting broken down sounds before the broadcast dies[/b][/i][/quote]

---Crimson Hold---

The NuSazabi stood down as the Einsamkeit dropped down. Despite it's bulky build, it was surprisingly agile, he had a feeling that it was even newer than the Wing-Zero. He stowed his blade. "You say that, but you're the only one around here with an active weapon." At that point, the speech from the administrator could be heard. "Men, stay with the administrator and make sure he is not brought to any harm." He ordered. He then activated the speakers of the NuSazabi "[i]Whatever happens, the flame of resistance must not be extinguished and will not be extinguished.[/i] - Charles De Gaulle, 1940. Powerful words and true, but not in the way he intends. The flames of resistance are what has fuelled Fukushu Zeon's entire campaign." He then pressed the NuSazabi's finger into the speaker again.

"Powerful Words, Administrator. I assure you, people of Advent, that your administrator is alive and well. An agreement has been reached with the Federation forces. I ask that all Zeon forces stand down immediately. Too much blood was shed for this victory, more serves no point. The Federation forces will be allowed to retreat without molestation and all civilians that wish to join them are free. None of you in this colony are prisoners. You are liberated citizens, free from the tyranny of those weighed down by Earth's Gravity. Do not treat me as someone who wishes to replace said tyranny with my own. I do not promise you that nothing will change, nor do i promise that all will change quickly, but it will change slowly and for the better." He then turned back to the 2 suits.

"You may return to your ship and prepare them to leave... By the way, i am completely serious about my offer, captain and... Whoever you are," he pointed to the Einsamkeit. "My other offer is, if you wish to join me to learn some of the Federations dirtiest secrets, you may follow me." He said, before the NuSazabi began walking towards the two suits. "I trust you to have enough tact not to betray my trust and shoot me in the back." He said, there was barely enough room for the NuSazabi to squeeze through the gap between the two suits. "Who knows, maybe you'll learn something new."

---Excalibur---

[i]"Flight Deck, prepare to receive damaged suits."[/i] came the call over the tannoy as Zeta landed with a loud thud.

"What the hell? The Zeta Gundam?" Asked the Chief Engineer. "What the hell is it doing here?" The Zeta moved to one of the Mobile-Suit Docks and powered down, the door opened and Doctor Cassidy stood in it. "Hey, you the pilot?" Called the Engineer.

"No, the boy is." She replied, rappelling down to the deck. Greg walked out and was immediately hit by a powerful smell. Oil, Smoke, electrical-fire, burnt rubber, all hit him at the same time as sparks flew down bellow. Doctor Cassidy walked over to the engineer. "Have the Zeta armed with something a little more potent. Can you get a Beam Rifle working for it?" She asked.

"Well, I-"

"Never mind, i'll have to design a new one from scratch. Just equip it with something in the meantime." She ordered, lighting up another cigarette. "I want to see how the boy handles her in real combat." She grunted.

"Wait, this kid? Look, i know the stories about Amuro Rey and all that, but-"

"I just saw him take on a fully trained, veteran pilot and not only survive, but force him to retreat." She pulled out an I.D. badge with a special Federation logo on it and "Clearance level "Black"" on it. The Engineer stared at Zeta.

"Alright... Look, it'll take us an hour, maybe more to scratch something up, but it'll be ready for combat ASAP." He replied.

"Good, i'll be going to the bridge, make sure the boy is given a flight-suit." she ordered. She began to walk towards the exit to the hangar-bay.

"UMMM... DOCTOR CASSIDY!?!?!?" Greg called. "WHAT SHOULD I DO!?!?!?" Greg called. Cassidy took a long drag on the cigarette.

"The Chief Engineer here is going to call one of his friends over and he'll get you fitted in a Flight suit in case you need to sortie.

"SORTIE? WAIT, I CAN'T DO THAT!!!" He called. In the meantime, Cassidy had already started walking towards the bridge.

[i]"Literally just got a station invaded thanks to your damn experiments and you're already to start another? Elizabeth, you are lower than a snakes ballbag."[/i] She could hear the words of disgust in the back of her head. [i]"He's just a child... But he might be a Newtype... BUT HE'S JUST A CHILD! So were the others..."[/i] She put the cigarette out in a bin as she passed it. [i]"Whatever happens... At the end of this conflict, you're a dead woman, regardless of winners..."[/i] She walked into the lift and headed for the bridge.