@Graham: If you have any problem with my Flag, tell me.
Mobile Weapon Selection Unit:
Vector Flag (Lockheed Flag Custom I)Special Features:
-Anti-Beam Coating (Effective against GN vulcans, pistols, and SMGs)
-Advanced EM-Based Thrust Vectoring System (For improved maneuverability)
- x1 GN Linear Rifle (50 rounds), held in right hand.
- x2 Linear Vulcan (unlimited), mounted on chest.
- x2 Plasma Blades, stored in wrists, hand carried during use.
- x1 Plasma Rotor (10 time use, effective against GN vulcans, pistols, and SMGs, and rifles), mounted on right arm.
- x2 Missile Pods (8 plasma missiles each), mounted on wings.
- x2 Anti-beam Grenades (effect last 2 of user's turns)
[1st LT. Jinbu]
Jinbu's team had finished destroying a rebel mountain base in the mountains, and now they were returning back to their carrier.
One of Jinbu’s subordinates, 2nd Lieutenant Daniels, hailed him. He opened a holo-screen to speak with Daniels.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Incoming heat source, most likely a mobile suit.” Jinbu’s GN-X soon detected the mobile suit as well. When the mobile suit came close enough to the squad, it was able to be identified as a Flag.
“This is a fucking joke, right?” the third GN-X pilot, 2nd Lieutenant Prick asked. “We just destroyed 8 mobile suits, and the rebels only send 1 mobile suit as reinforcement, and it’s just a Flag?”
“Don’t underestimate that Flag,” Daniels responded “For all we know an ace can be operating that unit.”
“Daniels is right, we shouldn’t become complacent,” Jinbu concurred.
The Flag (in fighter mode) had come into visual range by now. The unit had unique color scheme: black and navy with a red cross painted on its left shoulder. It also lacked a defense rod, featuring a rod shaped protrusion in its place. Otherwise, the unit looked pretty typical and wielded the standard armaments of a Flag (linear rifle and missile pods).
“Hey you in the Flag,” Prick called on an open channel to the pilot of the Flag, “It takes a lot of guts to come out here just to die. You deserve a reward: I’ll let you hit me once with that crap linear rifle of yours and then I’ll kill you.”
“What the hell are you doing Prick!” Daniel exclaimed.
“Relax Daniel, I just want to have a little fun before we leave.” Returning back to the Flag pilot he said, “Come on Flag, hit me right here if you can.” Prick taunted, tapping his GN-X’s chest with the side of his GN Lance. “Come on right he--”
Two rounds from the Flag’s linear rifle ripped straight through the chest (and GNT drive) of Prick’s GN-X and the unit exploded, creating a golden cloud of shrapnel and GNT-particles. On Jinbu’s screen, a signal lost message appeared for Prick’s destroyed unit.
Jinbu and Daniel were left speechless. They wouldn’t have had time to speak anyway; out of the cloud came a salvo of 16 missiles.
“Evade!” Jinbu yelled. He put his GN-X on full reverse, firing at the incoming missiles with his GN vulcans as he flew backwards. Two of the missiles managed to evade the Vulcan fire and smash into the lower part of his GN-X, blowing of off both its legs.
Jinbu’s cockpit shock violently from the explosions, and for the second time he saw another signal lost message. “Daniel!” To his right he could see another golden cloud, and the navy Flag circling around to finish him off.
“Damn Flag!” Jinbu fired a burst with his GN lance at the incoming Flag, forcing the mobile suit to dive down into the valley for cover. “You’re not getting away from me!” Jinbu followed the Flag down while he hailed his carrier. “This is Lieutenant Jinbu of Delta team. A lone mobile suit (he was too embarrassed to say it was a Flag) has just killed my subordinates and has inflicted heavy damage on my unit. I need backup.”