05:- Brief

Eight years had passed since Mika, Orga, and I first joined CGS. We were no longer the wide-eyed children who had entered this harsh world. Mika and I were now 15, while Orga had reached 17. Time had sculpted us into young adults, each of us pursuing our own paths within the organization.

Mika, standing at 5'1", had transformed into the best fighter among Mobile Worker pilots. His dedication and unyielding spirit had propelled him to surpass even most of the adult soldiers. He was a force to be reckoned with, a testament to his unwavering commitment to honing his combat skills.

I, on the other hand, had grown a bit taller at 5'4", with my golden long locks tied into a manbun. My journey had taken a different trajectory. My fascination with machinery and robotics, a passion that had transcended my previous life, had drawn me to Old Man Nadi, an engineer within CGS.

Old Man Nadi had revealed to me the secret behind CGS's energy source—the Ahab Reactor within the robot, cryptically referred to as a "Gundam." This revelation only fueled my desire to learn more, to unlock the mysteries of this advanced technology that powered our organization.

In the hierarchy of Mobile Worker pilots, Mika reigned supreme as the best, a title he had earned through countless battles and unwavering determination. Akhiro, a comrade who was a good friend, held the second position. I occupied the third spot, a ranking I had no qualms about since my ambitions lay in the realm of engineering rather than combat.

Orga, at 17 years old, had ascended to the position of leader within the Third Group, the orphans' contingent of CGS. His natural leadership qualities had blossomed over the years, earning the respect and trust of our fellow orphans. Under Orga's guidance, our group had become a formidable force within CGS.

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Orga's eyes snapped open as he was abruptly pulled from the dream. Mikazuki stood over him, his presence as stoic as ever. Orga couldn't help but smile. It was a rare sight to see Mikazuki awaken him, and it was a testament to their deep bond.

"Hey , Mika?" Orga asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Hey yourself. You're slacking off again. Imagine if they find us again."said Mikazuki giving a warning.

"I know",said Orga.

Old Man Nadi Yukinojo Kassapa's voice echoed through the dimly lit room, a mixture of annoyance and concern. "Is he over there, Mikazuki?."

"Yes",replied Mika.

"What's up , Old Man"said Orga.

"Don't ask me that. Maruba is calling." said Old man.

"The president is?", asked Orga.

"I told you not to come in here.", said old man.

"But it's warm here all year.", said Orga trying to justify himself.

"Gosh".

As they left the secret engine room, the place where they often sought refuge from the harsh reality of their lives, Old Man's scolding followed them like a shadow. "You two shouldn't be in there, you know. That place is top secret. Only you three should know about it."

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As they walked through the cold, metallic corridors of CGS, Mikazuki left . Orga tagged biscuit with him as, he was his childhood friend and is also well versed in the affairs of the world.

Finally, they reached Maruba's office, a place that always seemed to exude an air of authority and intrigue. There were golden flintlock pistols hanging on the wall, with a protection of glass. Maruba sat behind his imposing desk, his sharp eyes assessing them as they entered.

"The Chryse Autonomous Region," Maruba began, his tone as enigmatic as ever.

"We will take the representative's daughter to Earth. And her escort",he paused and burned the cigar that , he was holding .

"You the Third Group will do it",Maruba said as smoke was coming out of his mouth. Orga and Biscuit glanced at each other.

Biscuit said, "Is the representative's daughter , Kudelia Aina Bernstein?".

"Do you know her ,Biscuit?",asked Maruba.

"She's been involved in the independence movement." repled Biscuit .

"Her trip to Earth this time is about the Mars Independence too,", "Its a noble thing", he added.

"But why let us do such a big job? ", asked Orga.

"The Young Miss handpicked you guys".Maruba replied.

"What?..."Biscuit was about to say something but is interrupted by the Captain of the First Group Haeda standing beside Maruba.

"Whatever the case, your job is the same as always. You brats just need to listen to what we say." he said in a harsh tone .

Orga dangerously glared at him.

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The Martian sun hung high in the sky, casting a relentless wave of heat upon the members of CGS's Third Group as they trudged through the unforgiving terrain. They were in the midst of a grueling mine-setting drill, each child laboriously placing explosive charges with the weight of responsibility on their young shoulders.

Takaki, like the others, was drenched in sweat, his hands shaking from both the physical strain and the oppressive heat. It was a harsh reality they had grown accustomed to since joining CGS eight years ago.

As he worked diligently, takaki couldn't help but cast a longing glance toward the open field not far from their current location. There, a mock battle was raging between Mikazuki, Ichiro, Norba Shino, Akihiro Altland, and Eugene Sevenstark, all piloting their Mobile Workers.

The Mobile Workers, massive tank-like machines, moved with an uncanny grace and agility. They darted and weaved through the field, exchanging simulated blows and gunfire. It was a mesmerizing display of combat prowess that drew the attention of the entire Third Group.

"Cool! I want to do that one day..," Takaki muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the distant figures of Ichiro, Mikazuki, Norba Shino, Akihiro Altland, and Eugene Sevenstark. They were engaged in a mock battle, their Mobile Workers maneuvering with impressive agility and power.

"Why are you working so slowly?" Sasai hit him in face with his stick. Takaki got thrown to the ground face first , by the impact of the hit with some blood flowing out of his lips.

"Todo ! it's your job to discipline the kids." said Sasai to a man with a huge belly and with a small mustache .He looked like a pregnant man.

"You brats", said Todo.

"Geez. The space rats are all getting excited", said sasai with a look of disgust on his face.