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	[color=DC143C][b]"Silence is the best music before battle. If you have time to joke and play the part of the DJ, then you have time to open the hanger bay doors."[/b][/color] Cathrida snapped, audibly growling over the communication channel as she turned the head of her Turncoat and glancing backwards over her shoulder.

	The crimson red sensor running down the face of her machine like a glowing scar seemed to pulsed irritably as Cathrida looked back into the rear of the hanger. There should could see Johanna's rabbit-themed mobile suit standing, far enough away from all the interior entrances that she was hard to hit but close enough that she could still provide cover fire with her sniper rifle. Behind here the massive dull red hanger door loomed like the battered gate of some ancient Earth castle. It took up most of what would be considered the north-most wall. 

	Cathrida knew from experience that the hanger doors on Venusian habitats were reinforced, often thicker and stronger then the actual walls of the habitat themselves. It was less suicidal to try and crash through the walls of the habitat then to even consider busting through the hanger doors with a flimsy mining ship. 

	[color=DC143C][b]"Access the control tower and depressurize the hanger. I can handle taking control over a ship myself when the time comes, but it won't matter if the doors aren't opened by then. If you really want to show your worth then keep the interior doors from closing and disable the pressure seals. Unless that's simply too much to handle [i]little rabbit[/i]."[/b][/color] Cathrida goaded over the comm, turning her mobile suit back to face the western entrance to the hanger.

	By the front door, Laika's Scutson remained hidden off to the side of the doorway. Pressed up against the wall with her weapons at the ready the mono-eye of her mobile suit swiveled back and forth before eventually fixing on Cathrida's Turncoat.

	[color=FFA500]"If the inner doors are closed then the Zern won't be able to come at us right away."[/color] Laika commented, her excitement giving way to impatience as she tightly gripped her controls. 

	[color=DC143C][b]"Exactly. And we wouldn't want to leave before 'thanking' the wonderful men in uniform here, now would we? Laika, stick to the main door, I'll handle the western door. And Dannie...you just have fun."[/b][/color]

	Inside her cockpit Laika was struck with a strange feeling. A tingle went up her back and she felt [i]something.[/i] A series of small, closing pressures like a small vice tightening around her head. 

	[color=FFA500]"They're--They're coming. Get ready!" Laika called[/color][hr]

	[i]"Unit 1 report in!"[/i]

	"We're in position outside the western door sir, ready to breach."

	[i]"Unit 2 report in!"[/i]

	"We're outside the eastern door, what the hell are we waiting for?"

	Two teams of three mobile suits, four ZIMS-01 Redcoats and two ZIMS-02 Tommy's acting as team leaders. All armed with Lewin Machineguns. They stood and waited in the large halls to the sides of the hanger, just behind the heavy closed doors. 

	[i]"Unit 3 report in!"[/i]

	"We're outside the front entrance and ready to approach under cover of sniper fire. No visual confirmation on the enemy yet."

	Three ZIMS-02 Tommys, armed with proper 90mm Heckler Bullpups stood with weapons raised down the road from the hanger. Their aim was set on the open doorway and they vigilantly watched for any sign of movement. One Tommy had perched itself on a nearby building and taken aim at the doorway with a Screwdriver Mag rifle. 

	[i]"Roger that, but don't let your guard down. We don't have exact confirmation of the enemies numbers but we can't afford to careless. Members of the Royal Family have just arrived at Venus. If we allow these deviants to do any significant harm we will look like incompetent fools! Teams 1 and 2 are to breach the doors and deploy smoke bombs. Team 3 you are to charge in and attack as soon as you see the smoke. Surround them and kill them. For the longevity of mankind under the Zern Empire!"[/i]

	"LONG LIVE THE ZERN EMPIRE!"

	With that the units moved. 

	The eastern and western doors of the hanger snapped open just far enough to let the Tommy's lob grenades. The heavy, car sized munitions bounced across the floor before exploding into a thick white mist that began to fill the front of the hanger. As soon as the thick smoke was in the air the first and second units breached their doors which slid open with sharp phumatic hisses as they barreled through with guns raised and already firing.

	Outside of the hanger the third unit charge, the ground shaking as all three Tommys sprinted with bullpups raised and bayonets deployed as they attempted to run straight through the front doors of the hanger.

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