At the Zeon base, it was ordered chaos as the Mobile suits were being prepared for the impromptu rescue mission. Acar as looking over all the available intelligence on the Federation defense. Waiting for his Gouf Custom to be made Ready. Grimacing, he knew they couldn't simply assault the base. It was too well fortified. He was looking for alternate ways when an Idea occurred to him. "Tell me, Major. Are you familiar with the Trojan War?" His asked rhetorically. A Major looked at him in confusion. "Sir?". "There was a part of that story that always particularly interested me. the concept of a "Trojan Horse." Acar commented off handily. "Sir, are you saying we dress up as Feddies?" The Major ventured hoping he was correct. "Precisely. We capture a patrol of Feddie suits. Let them slip into the compound. They search for The Girl and her Nanny. Once they located them. They will signal in which we'll launch a full assault. They will Follow the other Feddie suits to defend the line in which they will simply...Disappear. Once we secure the Young girl and all. We will retreat. That should confuse the hell out of those Peasants." Acar sneered in satisfaction. The Major Nodded.<br/><br/>Soon, a Lt. popped in and reported that the Fast response team had arrived, but their suits were pretty much trashed. Acar growled, the Fast response team was one of his best. He needed them to capture the Feddie Suits. "Give them the left over Zaku Is. That should tide them over until we get more of the new Doms." Acar commented. "Sir, that will still leave two pilots without suits. We do have those two Doms already." the Lt. commented. Acar glowered at him as the Lt shrunk away. "Fine. Assign the Doms to them, but they better take good care of them." The Two Pilots in question were Catrina and Jillian.