Deep Emotion [ dearka x yzak ]

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Chapter III

Dr. Hibiki stood in the oval office of the White House, examining the various leather-bound volumes that filled the bookshelves around the room. He wore the black uniform and insignia of an SS Oberfuhrer (senior colonel). On his right, General Alfried Jodl was looking over a large map of the United States. "Intelligence has confirmed two American divisions are amassing along the Ohio River and another in southern Virginia. It appears their counter-offensive will be launched within a matter of days."

"I assume you will be taking the necessary steps to counter them?" asked Hibiki.

"Of course. Now, according to my latest briefing, the squadron you had modified has performed almost flawlessly in the field tests. The Fuhrer is most pleased, with your progress." The squadron the general was referring to was a group of 20 Messerschmitt Bf-109's that Hibiki had outfitted with long-range radar and20mm beam cannons.

"Tell your Fuhrer that the squadron will soon be at his disposal. There are still preparations to be made before they are combat-ready. Now, there is another matter I wish to discuss with you General."

"I assume you wishto discusswhere the equipmentyou requested is."

"Precisely." replied Ulen.

"I'm afraid we can no longer allow you to be furnished with equipment when we do not know what purpose it is serving."

"That's never been a problem before."

"The situation has changed," replied the general. "We must now protect our interests more carefully. The Fuhrer expects a full report on your project."

"That's not possible at this point. Tell your Fuhrer that he will receive a report when my project is completed."

The general took a long pause before and looked at the Doctor in an irritated fashion. "We are growing tired of your secrecy. You and your men have taken an oath to defend Germany and the Reich. That means that you have chosen to obey the wishes of the Fuhrer without question."

"Without question? You are being foolish general. We take our oath to protect Germany very seriously, but that does mean we will act without thought. We may be loyal to you, but we still act on our own inclinations." The general screwed his face and attempted to talk before being interrupted. "Before you choose to alter our agreement, you may wish to consider what would happen if any of the weapons I have given you were to fall into the hands of the allies."

The general's face began to turn red as he shouted at Ulen. "Are you trying to threatening me?!"

"I'm not threatening you, I'm simply opening your eyes to the reality my presence here. Our pact will stand as originally agreed upon." Ulen began walking towards the door but stopped as he entered the doorway. "The need the equipment delivered within 48 hours. When that is done, I will hand over control of the new squadron to you."

Upon realizing that he could not win, the general reluctantly agreed, justifying his capitulation by saying that he needed the squadron for the counter-offensive.

When Hibiki arrived back in New York, he was taken via staff-car to a large warehouse like facility. He was greeted outside the barbed-wire gates by one of his colleagues dressed in a gray SS tunic and peaked cap, Dr. Ben Zorin. Accompanying him was a pair of sub-machinegun toting Waffen SS guards. "Well, are we getting the equipment?" asked Ben.

"Was there any doubt in your mind?" asked Hibiki sarcastically.

"I should take that as a yes?"

"It took a great deal of negotiation, but the general has finally seen things our way."

"What do you mean by that?" asked Zorin as he and the other man began walked through a pair of large steel doors, above which was a machinegun nest.

"I promised him the use of the squadron I modified."

"The 109's? You can't be serious!"

"Of course not. I'm not about to give the Germans more weapons they can turn against us. This is merely a means to an end. As long as I promise to give them what they want, they'll supply us with our remaining necessities."

"So, then what exactly is your plan from this point?"

"Simple," said Hibiki as the pair rounded a corner and walked into a large room with a group of lab-coat wearing scientists working on various control panels. "We will continue with work as planned. I agreed to give the General the planes after our equipment is delivered. By the time he's ready to receive them, we'll be gone."

"Sir, you should have a look at this." said one of the scientists. "Power module 3's output has dropped by 4."

"Isolate it and locate the fault. I want to run a test sequence as soon as possible." The doctor then turned back to Zorin. "You must have more faith in me. Everything will come together in due time."

Ben paused for a moment. "Yes sir. I have just one other question."

"Yes?"

"What should we do with the Gundam pilot?"

"We still have use for him. Get him some medical attention, andcontinue to extract information about the operating system."

"Yes sir." replied Zorin.

"And make sure that the Germans don't find out. We don't need further complications."

Vin sat in a chair opposite to Yzak, his arms folded on the headboard. Charely was standing his back to the boy while Jack paced the room. "So let me get this straight," said Vin. "This guy Hibiki is from the future too."

"Yeah."

"Okay, now what your telling me is that he's the one who gave the Germans them a...whadya' call em?"

"Mobile suits."

"Right, mobile suits, andaccordingto your history books, theGermans should never actually have invaded?"

"I don't see what's so difficult about that concept to grasp."

"Hey, watch it you little son of a..." Vin rose from his chair and lunged at Yzak, only to be restrained by Charley and Jack. "Just take it easy Vin."

"Well tell this little SOB to just shut his mouth with the insults. If he doesn't quit it, I'm gonna have to remove his teeth with my fist!"

"Hey!" shouted Yzak.

"Look, just calm down everyone." said Charley in an attempt to pacify everyone. "We need to be a little more productive here. Now Yzak, you mentioned earlier that you have a friend with a suit like you. Dearka right?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"I think I might know where he is."