...the familiar rasp of the radio shattered the quiet hum of the idle MS, jolting me out of an all-too brief moment of calm. It was the Captain with the news I had hoped wouldn't come.
"RE-COM confirms we are go for the operation. Proceed at your earliest opportunity, Lieutenant."
"Confirmed... targets acquired. Proceeding."
Tapping the RI/O screen, I signaled my wingman and gingerly pulled back the loading arm of the ZMP-50D.
"Gaim, we're go. Suppressing fire to the left flank on my mark... three... two... one..."
I knew what the brass told us about this mission, that one operation could save thousands, or hundreds of thousands, of Zeon lives. I know how it will be painted for the tear-stained eyes of the public, and what the Feddie grunts will tell their children about us, and how my actions will inevitably lead to my disgrace... I know these things... and still I pull the trigger."
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