The air was filled with dust, smoke, and the metallic stench of scorched earth. The roar of battle was a constant, deafening drumbeat. Zeon forces were fighting for their lives, their mobile suits battered and damaged, but the relentless advance of the near endless BETA horde was pushing them to the brink.
"Aghhh! Get off, you fucks!" a Zudah pilot screamed, his voice raw with panic. A swarm of tank-class BETA were clambering over his machine, their muscular hands scrabbling for purchase. Before he could shake them off, a massive Grappler-class BETA slammed into the side his mobile suit, sending it crashing to the ground.
"get! off!" he raged, hearing the grinding sound of their efforts to pry open his cockpit hatch. A sudden, cold resolve settled over him. "If I'm going down, you're all coming with me!"
He grabbed the controls once more, The Zudah writhing it's arms to get up as the Tank's actively tried to chew through it's armor.
The cockpit door gave way with a loud creak. The Tank's humanlike hand reaching inside the cockpit. But luckily the hand of the Mobile Suit pulled it off in the nick of time.
"Come on, don't give up on me yet." He murmured as he quickly flicked various switches and disabling the limiters.
Another dull thud sounded as the Tank's actively tried to pry away the hand of the Mobile Suit covering the cockpit. A Grappler class came close, and slamming it's armored forearm onto the arm of the MS.
The frame rattled from the force, the pilot full throttling the Saturn Engine and leg engine, dragging the Zudah across the rocky ground with several Tanks holding onto it.
As it flew, it bounced off the rocky terrain, splattering multiple Tanks and smaller BETA's with it's immense weight, continuing to harshly crash onto a rocky wall of a deep valley.
Multiple BETA's leaped onto the broken machine, piling atop it as it used it's arms to shield the cockpit.
The pilot groaned as he rested his head on a nearby monitor, blood trickling down his head inside the helmet. "Can't believe i have to do this again."
His hands then worked at the black and yellow patterned industrial knob switch, turning it and after the click, pulled it up.
As multiple hands seeped in the edges, trying to pull it open, the pilot grunted as he slammed his fist on the button.
A moment later as Tanks chewed on the power pipes, the Zudah exploded in a glorious pink fireball. Taking hundreds of BETA out in the vicinity.
"Tch. We are getting overrun, Captain!" a Zudah pilot yelled, frantically emptying a Zaku machine gun into the swarm as he weaved side to side using the thrusters.
"We must hold the line for Zeon! We hold the line!" the Captain roared back, just as a Destroyer-class BETA lunged at him.
In reply, the Zudah fired one of the Sturm Fausts mounted on it's movable shield, obliterating the armored head of the Destroyer into gory mess of organs and bone.
A Grappler then came up from behind, jumping into a downwards strike onto the Zudah.
ZZZZZZZT!
The Grappler reacted, twisting it's body mid air to block.
A brilliant yellow beam shot ripped through the Grappler's armored forearms, stopping it in its tracks before it collapsed, dead.
A flash of yellow cut through the smoke, a newly-arrived Zaku II landing amidst the chaos, a small prototype beam rifle held steady in its hand.
"Took you long enough." the Zudah Captain replied, a hint of relief in his voice just as another wave crested the hill.
"15th MS Unit, of the 501st, prepare for combat!" the captain of the 15th MS Unit announced, his high-mobility Zaku II Test Type boosting straight into the fray.
"Let's go!" another pilot in a High Mobility Test Type cheered, firing his beam weapon. The shot pierced one BETA, then another, a terrifying display of penetration that proved even the well-armored BETA couldn't withstand the new Beam Weapons.
Meanwhile, in the Second Defense Line, the Zaku vanguards were fighting their own share of the BETA tide.
RATATATATAATAT!
A Zaku missing an arm just below the joint fired it's 120mm Machine Gun, then with a deafening click the gun stopped firing.
The Zaku threw it away and changed to the Heat Hawk and firing it's boosters. Going to town as it cut up charging Tanks and dodged Grapplers.
The Zaku Captain split a Grappler straight in the middle with his Large Heat Hawk, blood staining the rocky ground.
"We must not falter men! We will drown this island in their blood before ours! SIEEEEEEEEG ZEOOOOON!"
The thrusters of his Zaku fired, flying towards a lumbering Fort Class.
As he neared, it fired it's prehensile stinger, racing forwards to hit the MS.
Despite it being 70 tons, the Zaku did a corkscrew around the tentacle holding the stinger. When it righted itself the Zaku immediately boosted high with the thrusters on the giant axe at full power.
"DIE MONSTROUS SCUM!" The thrusters on the axe flared brighter, the Zaku spinning and gaining momentum.
BAM! SCHWING!
With a sickening crunch, the heated blade of the axe went through the armored head of the Fortress.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" The Zaku pushed it's thrusters to max power, the heated blade cutting and cutting until it split the enormous monster in two.
Blood sprayed everywhere as the two halves collided with the walls of the canyon, slowly sliding down with a wet squelch.
The Zaku boosted back, nearby to another Zaku with a modified backpack, big antennas and a radar dish on said backpack. It then bumped it's shoulder to the other MS. "Pilot, report!"
The other Zaku threw a Cracker Grenade up front before talking. "Sir, we can't hold them at the valleys for much longer. Our forces are down to 64%. And artillery only has a few barrages left."
The Captain slammed his fist on the console in frustration and grief. "Damn it. Tell everyone to Mine the walls of the Valleys, then retreat to the second defensive line at the Valley exit. We'll hold them there, and get a few supply runners ready."
"On it, This is Courier to All Units, Papa Bear issued a retreat order, mine the wall of the Valley. I repeat-" The soldier continued to relay the orders while the Captain threw the Cracker Grenades hidden under the skirt cloak of his Zaku, the 6 explosives bouncing from the canyon walls and scattering.
"Let's go soldier."
"Aye Captain."
The Two Zaku's turned around and began running, in the other Valleys the same situation occurred.
A Zaku Minelayer is seen planting cylinders into the walls of the Valley by hand, a pair of partially blood covered Zaku's covering their rear.
"Hurry up idiot before the next wave gets here." a female pilot said, the Zaku side eyeing the Minelayer.
"Alright, alright, Geez. Done. Let's go." They then turned and ran.
Half an hour later, the teams of Zaku met up at the Exits of the multiple Valleys. Regrouping at a single point for a final stand.
Their machines were covered in blood, some of their shoulder shields bent from recognition or their mechanical limbs crushed. But still, they push on.
While they were discussing battle plans, the sound of heavy footsteps sounded in the distance as 4 Zaku I's covered in ordnance, ammunition, and weapons ran across the barren rocky plains towards the group.
The Lead Zaku turned it's head to the approaching support, it's pinkish monoeye glowing slightly brighter. "Just in time. Alright everyone gear up! Reload your weapons or grab new ones! Be ready for a final stand! FOR ZEON!"
"URAAAAAAAAAA!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A deafening crack and a visible black pillar of smoke vomiting into the sky can be seen as the multiple bombs set off.
"We have to be quick about this."
When the ammo runners got to them, they immediately handed out spare magazines, clips and extra weapons.
The Zaku II missing it's forearm forcefully inserted the pommel of a Heat Hawk into the stump, twisting it to really get it in there.
"Weld." The pilot said simply as a Zaku I carrying a MS sized welder began welding the Melee Weapon for a solid connection.
When it was done, the Zaku II gave it a few tests swings, once satisfied it grabbed a spare Zaku Machinegun.
After the last makeshift repairs and resupply was done, the thumping of hundreds, if not thousands of heavy footsteps could be felt on the rocky ground.
They. Are coming.
The Captain Raised his axe high into the air. "Alright men! We shall hold our stand here! We, shall take this island today. Another piece of Earth claimed by glorious Zeon! THEY! SHALL NOT! PASS!"
The soldiers cheered, raising their weapons into the air and waving them.
"Positions! Form 3 man teams for each entrance. Hold out as long as you can!" The Captain's Zaku pointed it's axe forwards, the Soldiers saying aye in response as they took their positions.
Meanwhile
In the beaches, the Zaku Cannons kept up the artillery barrage, spitting lead and rockets down range in an attempt to stem the incoming tide of BETA.
"Reload!" A pilot shouted through comms. He waited for a few moments. "I said Reload!" The monoeye of his Zaku Cannon turned 180° to the back of it's head, the Zaku I behind it shaking it's head as all of it's ammo racks empty.
"Damn it!" the pilot cursed in frustration. And just then a high pitched whistling sound was heard.
"This is Spear-01 do you copy? Reinforcements are arriving." A squad of 8 captured modern jets carrying the Zeon emblem pierced the thick cloud of heavy metals. Flying low and at high speeds close to the sea, kicking up a massive pillar of water as they passed by.
Then behind those jets were ten massive dark silhouettes. A moment later they also broke through the dense fog of powdered metals.
"This is Harbinger-01, bringing in some heavy firepower! Keep the skies clear for us ladies and gentlemen." The voice of the pilot of the Komusai rang through the communications network
"Oh Hell yeah! Reinforcements are here!" Cheering and whopping can be heard throughout the battle network. Morale shooting up through the roof.
"Firing Dummy Missiles." The lead jets then unleashed their payload, dozens of missiles streaking ahead. Only to get shot down by a multitude of Lazers.
"Quick! While they're cooling down, Fire!" The Zaku Cannons fired their rocket launchers, bright lights from the rocket motors and a thick trail of smoke following them as they flew high into the air.
PO-PO-POP!
They detonated mid-air, scattering heavy metal particles in the immediate horizon.
"Break! Break! Break!" The squad of jets scattered and turned around, the massive Komusai's flying past with a loud woosh.
The massive rear door of the Komusai's opened. And a large metal pallet slid out, a large parachute deploying to slow down the cargo.
The cargo landed on the rocky ground with a loud crash, skidding across the rock with a trail of sparks following as the parachute straps purged via explosive bolts.
When it came to a halt a whirring sound came from the cargo. And suddenly a pinkish glow came from it's center
It then turned in place, the massive tank threads kicking up pebbles and rock as it moved, and moved it did.
At blazingly fast speeds considering it's size, it went to regroup at the beaches, the Zaku Cannons scrambling to make space.
A total of 8 Hildolfr Mobile Tanks showed up, all of them painted in brown except one that was painted green and had a blade antenna on the barrel of the 30cm Battleship Cannon.
"Hurry up maggots! Where are those supplies!? I didn't train you all to just slack off!" the communications came from the lead Hildolfr it was none other then. Demeziere Sonnen.
Two Hildolfr's closed in from the distance, dragging two large cargo crates behind them.
Sonnen made an amused smile as he observed his viewscreen. "Heh. Just in time. I know i don't like Mobile Suits that much but they're still ours! So hurry up you Maggots!"
Then the radio crackled from an incoming transmission.
"The bastards have reached the second defense line on the left flank! Right flank is holding with the Reinforcements, but we need fire support now!"
Sonne let out a annoyed tch as he grabbed his radio. "All of you! Line up, prepare for high angle fire." He then switched the channel. "Soldier! We need targeting data, just send it over!" He put the radio back as he grabbed the controls.
The Hildolfr's lined up in a neat line side by side, the Excavator Arms folding out and clamping to the rocky ground. A moment later a piledriver spike built into the arm penetrated the rock, securing the massive tank firmly in place.
"Raise!" Sonnen said simply, all the massive 300mm Battleship Cannons raising in unison to an almost 90° angle.
"Targeting data received. Punched in load dummy shells! FIRE!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Hildolfr's fired in unison, a massive cloud of black smoke rushing out of the barrels. Their suspensions compressing under the immense recoil of the massive cannon.
As the shells flew high into the air dozens of green beams intercepted them, evaporating the empty shells to gas.
"HE! INCENDIARY! Rapid fire!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
They fired again a second time, and again. And again. And again, raining high caliber death upon their enemies
Meanwhile
At the left flank of the front lines, a Zaku carrying a 175mm Assault Cannon fired it, hitting an approaching Fortress in the armored head multiple times. The large shells penetrating the armor and blowing the head into a fine mist.
Even as it fell. Smaller BETA strains climbed over it's corpse in a raged frenzy. Tanks, Grapplers Destroyers swarming through each Valley.
"Captain! We can't hold much longer!" The Zaku with the axe hand yelled through the comms as it's Axe Hand cleaved through a Tank mid-leap, blood spraying all over the Zaku's hand and it's head.
The Captain's Zaku swung it's axe clashing with a Grapplers forearms. "WE MUST HOLD MEN! FOR AS LONG AS WE CAN!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as the Mobile Suit pushed the Grappler away with it's superior strength.
Then, after a few moments a loud whistling was heard from the skies. "What the?"
the massive shells landed with a crushing Impact. The explosions collapsing the walls of the Valleys or blanketing them in unpassable hellfire.
"HELL YEAH!" The Zeon troops yelled with an almost monstrous volume, The Zaku's raising their fists and weapons high in the sky.
"Were not done yet men! There's still enemies to kill! FOR ZEON!"
"URAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" They cheered again. Reinvigorating their spirits as they fought the remaining BETA that survived the deadly barrage.
At the Beaches
A massive fleet of Dodai's numbering in the hundreds pierced the veil of metal dust. Mobile Suits and supplies strapped onto their backs.
"Kept you all waiting huh! We are here hahahaha!" The transmission a blue Gouf from a back of a Dodai raising it's fist into the air and waving it.
"Finally, reinforcements," a Zaku Cannon pilot sighed in relief. Along with all the other first wave troops.
The radio then crackled again with a broken transmission. "H-Hey. Wait- bzzzt For us!"
Three objects broke through the wall of particles just above the seawater, creating trails on the sea as if hovering over the water.
"It's the Tri-Stars! They're here!!!" A Zaku I yelled through the comms. As it pointed it's finger at the three approaching Dom's hovering over the water at high speeds.
The Dodai's flew over the gathered Zeon forces below, releasing their payloads of supplies and Mobile Suits, hundreds of parachutes deploying and covering the skies.
Zaku's, Gouf's, Zudahs, landed on the ground with a loud thud. Their feet of steel making contact with the rocky ground.
"Reinforcements finally came!" the Zudah team leader shouted, watching as an army of fresh Zudahs, Gouf's Zaku's and their variants advanced in a single unified front.
"For Zeon! Charge!" The hundreds of Mobile Suits ran to the Frontlines. Reinforcing the beleaguered First Wave Mobile Suits.
"Just in time." The Zaku Captain murmured through the comms. His MS now missing an arm and having many deep gouges of bites in it's armor.
With the Aces and the new wave of Troops, the scales finally tipped in Zeon's favor. The wave of armor and guns advancing forwards. Jump boosting over the collapsed valleys, firing down upon the swarm of BETA climbing the rocks.
"Take this!" A pilot yelled as their Zaku threw their Sturm Faust like a spear, detonating against the left shoulder of a approaching Fortress. The powerful Warhead splitting it's left set of legs away from it's body.
Axis
In a Command Room, live visuals of the battle was being streamed from dozens of screens.
Jean looked up from her tablet, turning to Veriline beside her. l"Commander, the 501st Experimental Unit is a huge success. Beam weapons are slicing through the BETA, and the Hildolfr's are providing excellent long-range heavy crowd control." Jean reported, her voice laced with triumph.
Veriline's smile slightly widened. "Good. What about the Southern Cross Unit?" I asked, tearing my eyes away from the various screen to look at Jean.
Jean swiped away at her tablet and then putting a finger on her earpiece. "They just arrived on site. I'm waiting for their initial report."
I let out a hmph, my giddy feeling of excitement barely contained by my professional facade. "Good. Our aces will make this battle significantly easier."
"Yes, Commander. Ten aces will certainly give us the upper hand. Though credit is due to all brave people that are fighting." Jean said, lowering her head and giving her officers hat a quick respectful tip.
"Yes. Ramba Ral, the Tri-Black Stars, the Southern Cross Unit, and lastly... Mr. Jazz Man." I almost laughed at Mr. Jazz Man. I knew he would be a colossal asset, the same as the others, but I feel he would perform wonders in this battle. And Zeon in general.
I crossed my arms, leaning my body to the side to rest against one foot. "heh Daryl Lorenz i really hope that you would like the mobile suit i got you after all i just spent quite a fortune on it. "
Hive 22
"It's the Southern Cross!" a Zudah pilot cheered and pointed as a squad 5 High-Mobility Surface Type Zakus appeared. Skating across the ground like ice, weapons at the ready. And piercing deep into enemy territory.
Team composition/Modified Loadout
Egba- Modified Zaku MG/HEAT Katana/ Leader
Wald- Modified Anti Ship Rifle/ Heat Hawk/ 40mm Machine Pistole
Danan- Zaku MG/Dual Heat Hawk
Sanho- Dual wire stock MMP-80 / Dual HEAT Short Sword
Selma- Zaku Bazooka/ HEAT Short Sword/
The Lead Zaku's monoeye moved side to side and scanned the terrain, spotting a large horde of BETA on the valley up ahead. "Big one up front, the one with the ungodly amount of legs. Selma, you're up."
"Hai." A female voice replied. The Zaku with a Bazooka boosted forwards, a Zaku Minelayer's backpack attached to it giving it the extra thrust it needed.
WOOSH! WOOSH!
The Bazooka fired two rockets, hitting the head and shoulder of the Fortress, the aforementioned parts caving in from the explosive force and a gush of blood pouring from the fatal wounds.
A Zaku holding Dual modified MMP-80's with wire stocks and 100 round drum magazines raised it's weapons. "A lot of those big teethed motherfuckers are near. Captain?" A male voice said from the comms.
"We breeze through them Sanho, our objective is to destroy the AA emplacements." the Captain said, and a disappointed sigh came through the comms.
"Captain! I was hoping to tear something up today hahaha!" The transmission came from fed Zaku holding Dual Heat Hawks, having undergone more extreme modifications than it's allies. Having welded spikes on most of its body. Knee spikes and spikes on the armor plating on the legs, both on the front and rear of the torso. And it's shoulder shield. And a Mohawk made of spikes. Because why not.
"Oi, Oi. You'll get something to kill soon Danan. Let's just get this over with. The pilot of the Zaku with a Anti-Ship Rifle said. Drawing it's Heat Hawk and it's Machine Pistole essentially a hacked together 40mm vulcan gun. Sporting a thousand round drum magazine.
"Yeah, yeah whatever." Danan scoffed. "Let's get this over with."
"Formation! All targets marked. Let's go." The leader Egba spoke through the comms, the members forming a tight formation as they closed upon the Tank's around the corpse of the Fortress.
As they neared. The Tank's roared as they ran towards the team. Leaping high towards them.
But with their high mobility. They boosted sideways, upwards and in every other direction to dodge. The ones they couldn't dodge, they cut them to pieces. Heated blades cutting them like a thousand degree knife through cold butter.
"Over there!" Sanho pointed to a nearby hill. A dozen Lazer Class, just finished firing and cooling down, mists of vapor coming out of its body.
"Wald. you have a shot?" Egba asked as he sliced a Tank with his Katana.
"I need time. Buy me a few seconds." he replied, stopping and planting it's feet firmly on the ground. Looking down the sights of the rifle.
While he aimed. Danan behind him raised the spiked shoulder shield, A Tank mid-leap landing on it and impaling itself, twitching for a few moments before it died.
"Take it Wald! Before they shoot at us!" Danan yelled through comms as he wrenched the corpse of his shoulder shield.
Bang! Bang! Bang! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three airburst rounds flew and exploded above the enemies. Perforating their bodies with hundreds of Tungsten balls.
"I got em! I got em! Move! Move!" Wald yelled, starting up the hover system and skating once more.
"Next! We need that air support. So kill them all!" Egba said. Leading the Southern Cross deeper into the enemy horde.
Japan: Kyoto Command
"What do you mean they attacked the Sadogashima Hive!?" a UN officer yelled. Slamming his fist on a nearby desk.
"So that's their move," Kouzuki Yuuko murmured, adjusting her glasses nonchalantly. "They may have attacked Hive 22, but we don't know if they'll even manage to take it. Back at Yokohama, the BETA Assault reduced our numbers, making it easy for them to takeover when our hands were full. Even if they do take it over, their losses will be heavy, which will lower their manpower. Assets and forces while we can regroup and grow stronger and, more importantly, get our hands on some of their technology."
A General nodded solemnly. "Speaking of technology," he said, "how's the research on the captured TSF we got from Kyushu?"
"Progress is slow. All we managed to recover was scrap metal and some burned electronics," she said with a soft sigh at the end. "Tis really is a shame. But my team is on it. Should get the technical reports soon."
"Mhm…" the General hummed, leaning back in his seat. "We could send spies into Yokohama…. Ehem. Axis to try and acquire some of their blueprints or manage to steal one,"
"Don't worry~" Yuuko said, a sly smirk crossing her face. "The deed has already been done."
Axis
In the depths of Axis, in a vast system of underground hangars. A man wearing what looked like a poorly-stitched Zeon uniform cobbled together from what little the Japanese spies had seen of Zeon soldiers during negotiations sighed.
"Why did Sensei send me here?"
He watched as a Zaku I lumber down the fabricated steel floors. Carrying a large pallet of Drum Magazines. "I really hope I can blend in."
He approached a group of Zeon soldiers loading boxes onto the back of a truck. A officer with a steel helmet instead of the standard Zeon cap and a thick, American accent—spotted him.
"Hey! You! Come here, sweetheart!" the officer called out. Her voice higher pitched, a female.
"Stand to attention, soldier!" she barked as Shirogane Takeru snapped into an awkward salute.
"That's more like it, maggot! Now, pick up a box and load it up in the truck! Now! Our boys at the front need these."
"Sir, yes, sir!" Takeru yelled, with a slightly shaky tone but immediately followed the order.
Somewhere in Axis
"Is it ready?" I Veriline asked the scientist walking besides me. Quite short at 169cm and has basic black hair, with a lot of white strands. And dark brown eyes.
He perked up. Grabbing the pen nestled on his ear to write on the clipboard he's holding.
"Not yet Commander. We're still collecting data from the battle." He then tilted his head to look up to her. "But we'll do everything we can Commander. You can count on us."
I nodded respectfully. The blood and sweat in MS Engineering wasn't exactly in my field of expertise. "I understand. You and your team are most likely fatigued from the recent projects I've had you build."
"Indeed Commander. Haha, i hope The Big One would contribute to the battle and the cargo it's carrying. It's the final piece to this new Machine." He said wiping his brow with the sleeve of his lab coat.
We then reached a big window, inside was a hangar, painted a pristine white. And holding inside was a skeleton of a Mobile Suit and a Arm unit that had it's armor missing. But the frame was boxy.
But in the center of all the commotion, was a V shaped fin, it's golden surface glinting brightly under the hangar lights.
Veriline smiled darkly. As everything slowly faded to black, the golden shine of the device the last thing being seen before complete darkness.
Mostly written by Gunman567. Lolmao but ShiftMS provided the base structure. They're a talented writer, I'll give where credit is due. Sorry for kinda holding back the production time.