<em>July 31, 2018. Kamakura, Japan.</em><br/><br/>Grave Digger's convoy was nearing their altered destination of Tokyo Bay by the new flight-path assumed easily and speedily by the eight Jumphawks carrying the murder-black unit. The professional pilots of course, only made it look quite easy. Racking thousands of hours in simulation and real flights was only one of the many bare-minimum requirements expected of the muscles of the transporting-2000-tons-of-man-metal business. The synchronization and timing demanded was nothing short of nightmarish; which is why commercial aircraft (and pretty much everyone else) are expected nay, DEMANDED to get the hell out of their way. The widely publicized travel itineraries of Jaegers meant that no one with wings on their uniforms had an excuse to be caught like deer in the headlights. Business be damned, every single flight that could potentially come a few miles near a transportation convoy will hug the ground until given clearance.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>July 31, 2018. Tokyo Shatterdome.</em><br/><br/>Not a hundred miles away in the Tokyo Shatterdome, LOCCENT Officer Saotome was juggling way too many conversations for his liking. Then again, this particular day featured too many monsters for his liking. The Kaiju code-named "Terapede" was cruising right on time on a collusion course with the base, Tokyo, and if the package is delivered on time, Grave Digger.  Speaking of... it's time for them to initiate everything. From the reactor start-up to drift. Well, okay. Not really THAT time yet. Bushido Dawn has to go first so it can be airlifted towards the second Kaiju, code-name "Stingsnapper". It finally had picked a target; A beeline straight for the city of Sapporo.<br/><br/>Opening the communication line to Bushido Dawn's conn-pod, Saotome began speaking. "<strong>Kaori, Daigo, ready for Neural Handshake?</strong>" Short and sweet. Neither describes the pilots he's speaking to, but ideally Jaeger pilots aren't either.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>July 31, 2018. Tokyo Shatterdome, LOCCENT Command Center.</em><br/><br/>A cheery voice who can't speak English worth a damn responded to Adam. "<strong>Good morning! This is Marshall from Tokyo Shatterdome, Kaiju is ahead of you! Can you fight, please?</strong>" Certainly less worries, less thoughts and less... everything compared to Saotome's. On the other side of the microphone though, Marshall Ooba was going through the plan in his head. Grave Digger and hopefully Vasa Centurion will be able to protect Tokyo. Bushido Dawn is the only one guaranteed to be fully functioning, so it would be stopping Stingsnapper in Sapporo. Vasa Centurion will be suffering from a lack of ammunition even if it managed to function perfectly, but all it needs to do is provide backup to the former unit.<br/><br/>But... there's still a chance. Turning away from the microphone, Oobayashi issued another order. The maintenance team would have to get the Kaempfers ready, in case battle spills into the base, or worse... the city again.