To say that William like these suits over the GM was an understatement. The Cockpit design was light year more comfortable than the Claustrophobic belly cockpit of the GM's. Gone was the Tri-screen set up as this new cockpit looked more like a green house. He smiled as he grasped at his controls and brought the Gundam to its feet. A large "1" Emblazoned on its shoulder. Unit 1 took its first steps shortly there after as William had it reach down and pick up the 100mm machine gun and claw shield. It was a bit intoxicating to be at the controls of this machine. It didn't feel anything like the GMs. If felt solid.<br/><br/>Soon the Members of the 432nd were assembled at the Marshaling point. A dull tan hover truck zipping along side. Sgt Allenby signaled that she was ready. "Ok, everyone. Lights on until we hit the burm." William explained. The "Burm" was a Vast Earthen fortification. Lined with Guntanks and Gun Cannons. It was the last solid line of defense for the base. Just beyond lay the burning sea of the Sahara. Once we cross that line. Black out conditions. Light amplification only. also Radio silence. Only Visual signals out in the field." Williams said. "alright, lets walk."<br/><br/>Unit 1 led the MS team as a guide truck came in front to warn others that a MS team was walking out of the yard. Keeping with yard speed. William was quickly getting antsy as he wanted to stretch the Gundam's legs a bit. the large Flood light on their shoulders illuminating the way as the Base fell behind them. The Guide truck peeled off once the team left the confines of the base. "Ok, Team. Let's pick it up a bit. I'll set the pace." William called as he moved the throttle forward bring the Gundam into a soft Jog. 500 meters ahead of them. They could see the lights from the Burm. The sonar Truck keeping pace as they steered for the opening. Along the burm. Crews and pilots watched as these new mobile suits took their first steps into the "SandBox".