Isabel paused, her eyes widening a bit when Baxter spoke up for the second time in a short duration, and this time he made sure his voice was heard. His suggestion was a solid one, and even though she was sure her voice wouldn't have any weight because of her 'field demotion' of sorts and she was just auxiliary firepower, she felt that she had a need to side with him on this one. Something about this didn't really sit right with her ever since they left their base, and she couldn't fight the sick feeling in her gut that bloodshed was on the way. Of course, she always seemed to get bad gut feelings whenever intel held out on them, so this was really nothing new... She was just being paranoid. "Sir, he has a point... It's not like we don't have the firepower here to do it. If the tactical sniper is able to fire on the engines, we could very well gain a big advantage for when the Zeons retaliate, since they'll need to divide forces to defend the downed Zanzabar."<br/><br/>.................................................<br/><br/>Jillian was in the process of comforting young Lucille when Catrina suddenly blasted right by her and started going to the hangar. "Hey, CAT-rina?" She started to call after her, but the other woman was gone by the time her voice even carried enough to be heard. "Tch, she's in business mode today..." She smiled, getting back to her knees lightly and rubbing Lucille on the head. "You just get somewhere safe while me and big sister Catrina take care of this, okay?" She rose to her feet, speaking with a few last words before she got back to work. "hey! If we fight well enough, we'll even be able to make it in time to see you off!"<br/><br/>With one last wave, Jillian got back to work as she made her way to the hangars and suited up as well, hopping into her Dom as she spoke to Catrina for the first time since their rather interesting visit to no-town. This wasn't the time to test the waters of love though, she had work to do. "You okay, Cat? I'm really not in the mood to fight today, so let's get out there and end this quick." She grinned, trying to pump a bit of normalcy back into her comrade, who had been acting rather oddly as of late. "between the two of us, that should be no problem, right?"<br/><br/>.......................................<br/><br/>While the rest of the Zeon forces were busy suiting up and getting approved for deployment, a group of 4 zeon mobile suits was already deployed from the base and heading out into the desert. The leader was a Gouf that had been painted straight black, and it led a group of three similarly colored Zakus. On their shoulder they had an emblem of a pair of crimson eyes with the name STALKERS written underneath them.<br/><br/>They charged right into the face of the head-on attack, taking advantage of their superior environment as the defenders to get remarkably close to the assaulting team without them being aware. On the other side of the desert, violence broke out as the Stalkers threw themselves into the fray WAY ahead of the predicted timeline for retaliation from the base.