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Ramba Ral has finally decided on the primary attack plan against the Trojan Horse unit. The Federations new Mobile Suits will be lured away from the Trojan Horse by Ramba's main force, while the Gallop and the remaining Mobile Suits will launch a direct assault on the vessel to sink it. Without a mothership to return to, Ramba Ral is confident the new Mobile Suits can be overwhelmed and eventually captured. To further bolster this plan, an encoded signal has been sent to a Mobile Suit Platoon leader who had fought alongside Ramba earlier in the war.

>Topp:...Dell, is your Zaku ready to deploy?
>Dell: Maintenance was just finished hours ago. Should we really be bringing Arth with us?
>Topp: I would prefer to leave him, but he is the only one who can pilot Jwen's machine immediately. I'll deal with him if he steps out of line though.

Within Arth's Zaku II, the arrogant young man bobs his head to a heavy metal song while he scratches his crotch to a pornographic magazine smuggled to him during his arrival to Odessa.

>Arth: Goddamn, its just old bitches in here. Could have gotten me something with some prime grade puss-

Arth is shaken in his cockpit as Topp taps her Zaku I's hand against his machines frame.

>Arth: Watch it, will ya?!
>Topp: Get your ass in gear already!
>Arth: Damned hag! These coordinates are..."China?" Oi, Dell! Is this the place with all those little yellow rice farmers?!
>Dell: Don't give the Lieutenant a reason to pull you out of that cockpit.
>Arth: Yeah, yeah...(Bet one of those malnourished bitches will be real small and easy.)