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[h3][color=f26522]Command Tower[/color][/h3][color=#C0C0C0]George Eltz[/color], Dr. Charles Edwards, Dr. Amaya Yashia[/center]
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[color=#C0C0C0]"Like I said, comparable to a border skirmish. We can't send up numerous ships filled with mobile suits to engage in uniform conflict, just what we can scavenge from above or below. Less uniform, even when people died in the past, nations were sure to keep track of the numbers and names. We can't always say the same about ours despite being fewer in numbers. However, I would say war is worse than hell, after all everyone is involved in war. Only those who brought damnation upon themselves will pass through Hell's gates."[/color] The general turned to the front as the rockets stretched out of the atmosphere and began their operation, coms were somewhat unclear so not all the words came through properly with the bases' equipment as the teams were halfway around the world.

For now they could only watch and assess the outcome, calculating incoming debris or supplies as they fall out of orbit without the team. [color=#C0C0C0]"You possess an aquatic suit do you not doctor? We may request your assistance when retrieving the supplies. If our teams get lucky they may drop extra supplies down via re-entry gear. If we are lucky that is."[/color] he general looked over to the doctor quickly before returning his gaze to the screens, knowing the colonies would soon enough know what was coming to them, if they hadn't already detected the launches.