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8/10/2025, 7:56:31 AM
No.23436700
>>23436665
From the coastal city of Dakar, the nuclear cloud from Greenland peeks over the darkened shore. Gene Coliny's forces, already on high alert from the approach of the Deep Diver, refuse to allow Artesia to approach any closer to the Conference Hall.
>Luna Protectorate Commander: Stay back! Do not approach any closer!
>Ramba: Hold you positions! Lady Artesia, leave your transport and come to my Mobile Suit!
>Artesia:...It wasn't supposed to be like this. General, do you know of what has happened?
>Ramba: A disaster that I hoped would not have occurred...we need to hold out until an investigation can begin to-
Boosting past the Federations security, two Gouf Flight Types approach the Dakar Conference Center.
>Ramba: Their signals aren't ours...Federal Forces, can you read me?! Who are those pilots in the Gouf-types?! Identify them!
>Luna Protectorate Commander: Repeat, do not approach any closer! Are they surplus's from another garrison or-
Before the Protectorates forces can react, one of the Gouf Flight-types boosts into the Conference Center. From an open airwave, a single communication is released...
>Gouf-Flight Type pilot: Glory...to the Ral Family!
Overloading his Mobile Suits reactor, the Gouf's pilot self detonates atop the Protectorates leadership, killing Gene and his loyalist instantly as a massive crater forms at the site of where hopes for a sustainable peace were planned to begin. The remaining Gouf Flight-type begins to open fire on the now completely disorganized defense forces, all while chanting in support of the Ral clan.
>Artesia: N-no...! No, this can't be happening!
>Artesia Aide: Lady Artesia, please return to your transport! It is not safe here for you to be out here now!
>Artesia: Ramba, what is the meaning of this?! Why are they-
The Aide quickly disables Artesia's comms as she signals for the driver to begin driving away from the area, with it approaching the outskirts of Dakar.
From the coastal city of Dakar, the nuclear cloud from Greenland peeks over the darkened shore. Gene Coliny's forces, already on high alert from the approach of the Deep Diver, refuse to allow Artesia to approach any closer to the Conference Hall.
>Luna Protectorate Commander: Stay back! Do not approach any closer!
>Ramba: Hold you positions! Lady Artesia, leave your transport and come to my Mobile Suit!
>Artesia:...It wasn't supposed to be like this. General, do you know of what has happened?
>Ramba: A disaster that I hoped would not have occurred...we need to hold out until an investigation can begin to-
Boosting past the Federations security, two Gouf Flight Types approach the Dakar Conference Center.
>Ramba: Their signals aren't ours...Federal Forces, can you read me?! Who are those pilots in the Gouf-types?! Identify them!
>Luna Protectorate Commander: Repeat, do not approach any closer! Are they surplus's from another garrison or-
Before the Protectorates forces can react, one of the Gouf Flight-types boosts into the Conference Center. From an open airwave, a single communication is released...
>Gouf-Flight Type pilot: Glory...to the Ral Family!
Overloading his Mobile Suits reactor, the Gouf's pilot self detonates atop the Protectorates leadership, killing Gene and his loyalist instantly as a massive crater forms at the site of where hopes for a sustainable peace were planned to begin. The remaining Gouf Flight-type begins to open fire on the now completely disorganized defense forces, all while chanting in support of the Ral clan.
>Artesia: N-no...! No, this can't be happening!
>Artesia Aide: Lady Artesia, please return to your transport! It is not safe here for you to be out here now!
>Artesia: Ramba, what is the meaning of this?! Why are they-
The Aide quickly disables Artesia's comms as she signals for the driver to begin driving away from the area, with it approaching the outskirts of Dakar.