Unit Three may as well have been an actor from one of those idiotic martial arts movies, the ones that had come out over the last ten years or so, with the cheesy stunts, and the ad acting.  It's jump-path had it almost flying horizontally, it's one leg extended in a kick, with it's hundred-mike trained on the intended target, and the other arm's claw-shield raised in a comical manner, looking completely absurd in the desert sand and sun.<br/><br/>Except, with roughly 73 tons of mass behind the jump, the effect would be anything but absurd.  Sam watched as the Zeke attempted to bring it's heat-rod down on Isabel's suit, but not quick enough!<br/><br/>-SPANG!!-<br/><br/>Foot met head, and both Federation Gundam and Zeon Suit went flying, each in a totally new direction from the initial impact.  Did Sam take it's head off?  It didn't look like it, but at least, Sam got his attention.<br/><br/>What got Sam's attention was the sudden claxon alarm that was going off, warning of hydraulic failure in his machine's leg.<br/><br/>"Son of a bitch!"  Sam growled, as Unit Three finally got back to it's feet, looking for the Zeke.