Little Annie, Who Speaks Without Thinking

The ZAFT warships Vesalius and Gamow were traveling slowly through an asteroid belt in the solar system, using the asteroids for cover...

At that moment, in the red-uniformed elite pilots' lounge aboard the Gamow, Athrun, Nicol, Dearka, and Yzak had changed into their specialized pilot suits, designed to regulate temperature and humidity and protect against pressure, vibration, overload, and radiation. They were lounging on the sofas, bored, eating energy supplements from soft packages with straws and drinking beverages in similar packaging. Each sat in his own spot, while their four helmets floated in the air, occasionally bumping into one another.

They had changed into their suits a while ago and were now waiting on standby, ready to sortie the moment they received the order. They'd be going after that detestable, long-legged ship, the Archangel, which had given them the slip twice already, and that damn Strike Gundam!!

If they got the chance, they might also take on the infuriating Moebius mobile armor that had destroyed so many of their Ginns—the Earth Alliance lieutenant who, according to intelligence reports, was known as the "Eagle of Endymion."

But for now, they couldn't sortie...

The long-legged ship called the Archangel was simply too fast. Only their high-speed Nazca-class warship, the Vesalius, might be able to catch it; the Gamow, a Laurasia-class ship, definitely couldn't!

And the Vesalius alone might not be able to defeat the Archangel. So the two ships had to sortie together. That was why they'd waited until today to get another chance, secretly changing course through the dangerous asteroid belt to "take a shortcut" and get ahead of the Archangel's route, where they planned to spring a perfect ambush on the enemy.

That was why

Athrun and the others were now fully suited up and armed, waiting on standby in