William led everyone towards the back of the multistoried barrack building. To a large "Recreation" room that had a ping pong table, and a pool table along with a medium sized TV and vending Machines. William waited till everyone was inside before he took one last look towards the main entrance of the Barracks. "What's the deal, Captain?" Mike asked as he and techs were eager to get back to work on the Suits. William softly closed the door, and had a mile wide Cheshire cat grin. "Now, I know that it is a bit early for christmas, but I wanted y'all to know that I haven't over looked our plight of the lack of good food, and such. Well..." William stated as he dumped out the contents of the two Laundry sacks. Spilling out over the table was Food. not the typical Ration Food that they had been forced to eat, but delicious gourmet canned, and packaged food. Also there was some new socks, and underwear along with Undershirts. Though one would notice that the clothing was all on size, and definitely not Military issue. "Captain...where did all this come from?" Mike asked. William had a sheepish smile on his face. "Well, It would seem a big name General is visiting the base, and well...I over heard him chewing out the Colonel cause it was too Hot. So I found his Personal transport. Evading his Entourage, I managed to "Liberate" some items that I knew he wouldn't miss." William explained before he reached behind and pulled something from his back waistband. There were a pair of brand new dark brown leather Moccasin house shoes. "Oh, these will feel so good on my feet!" He declared as he plopped down on the nearest chair, and began to under his boot laces.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"Shit!" Greene Seethed as everything literally went to shit. The arrival of the Zaku Tanks, and the Smoke that he set out to cover a flank had set a chaotic stage. He saw the Dom hover past and let out a burst from his gun, but all he accomplished was a glancing shot at the Suit's leg. He Turned his Zaku to pursue, but he did it too fast in the soft sands. Alarms began to instantly blare within the Zaku's cockpit as screens popped up showing excessive damage and hydralic fluid loss to the Left knee, and right ankle joint of the Zaku. The Suit was in mid-stride when the damage was done. So instead of the suit continuing the pursuit. It unceremoniously toppled into the ground with a rather comedic thud. The Zaku pushed up with its arms enough to clear the Zaku's cockpit hatch. Greene jumped out onto the sands and looked at the dust cloud that was the fleeing Dom.<br/><br/>he wasn't angry, no he wasn't. As a matter of fact, a part of him was happy she got away. Perhaps she would find what she is looking for now. Climbing back into the cockpit, he took a deep breath before he used the radio to patch back to the Zeon Base. "This is Greene Lead to base. We had to cancel pursuit do to damage. I have three suits down and will need a lift back to base." He said. "Roger, Greene. MS haulers are presently being dispatched." came the reply. Greene simply let out his breath as he hopped back out and looked towards his other Team mates, as well as the Zaku Tanks that arrived.