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The fighting in Yokohama had ended, with the Maverick Squad and Britannian forces led by Darlton and Guilford proving victorious over the Japan Liberation Front renegades. The remains of their units and the units used by other terrorists were still in the streets and in the water. However, a squadron of Britannian Knightmares with their armor painted in a shade of yellow and the shoulders painted dark gray with a symbol on the left shoulder appeared. Darlton recognized who they were, but didn’t call on them, not even knowing they were in Japan to begin with. “Saffron Squadron...?! Is that you, Captain Barton?!” Darlton called out to the leader of the squadron, surprised to see some old allies. “Well, well! This is new! Good to see you again, Scar! Wait, that’s right... You’re General Darlton these days.” Captain Kenneth Barton responded in a friendly manner, his Gloucester looking at Darlton’s. “Saffron Squadron? I thought they were Air Force, not a Knightmare squad?” Guilford was

At 11:00 AM, the fighting in Yokohama between the JLF renegades and a different terrorist group was intensifying. The renegades made use of their dark green Burais to take down the terrorists’ Knightmares, which were all outdated Glasgows. The terrorist group was getting shot down left and right, left with seven Glasgows to contend with the renegades’ forty-two, on top of the two warships out at sea. With such a location and potential reinforcements for the renegades, a three-way battle would not be ideal. The Maverick Squad had arrived first, being led by the azure Sutherland Commando. A group of twelve other Knightmares went along with it, including James’ customized Knightpolice equipped with an assault rifle and a revolver, Tamaki’s Burai, Taiga’s Burai with its armor painted gray with white on the shoulders and a set of spiked shields retracted on its forearms, Ichika’s Sutherland that was painted bronze with long-range cannons on its shoulders and regular cannons on both its

In Tokyo, the Refrain drug problem was slowly dying out, over the course of half a week. The actions of the Black Knights have caused Cornelia to crack down on the drug rings, causing great problems for the criminal groups. Such an opening to deal with the criminals and slow the spread of Refrain to a crawl was incredibly beneficial to Cornelia, though not so beneficial to other Britannian officials. Conflicts between the Britannian military and various forces were starting to escalate, however, including a sudden rise in the same kind of renegades from the Japan Liberation Front. Beneath the surface of the JLF, less than half of their original forces remained, with Britannia not catching on to such a fact. The conflicts have been kept outside of Tokyo, though that could change in an instant. Alistair was at his recently acquired base hidden in plain sight in Tokyo early in the morning, overseeing the training of some Knightmare pilots in simulators. There was plenty of promise to be

At a warehouse district in the middle of the night, the Black Knights were preparing themselves for another operation. This time, the focus was on a supply of Refrain being prepared and stored in a warehouse by criminals. Smugglers, drug dealers, hired thugs, all gathered to make a profit off of pushing it onto the Japanese populace, alongside the more unorthodox Britannian panicking about current day events. Zero was scoping out the warehouse, noticing there were no outside guards protecting it. He waited a bit to make sure the other Black Knights were mentally ready for what was going to transpire. Underneath the mask, Lelouch sighed a bit, thinking about what happened before noon that day. In the Ashford Academy student council room, Lelouch was reading a magazine reporting about the exploits of the Black Knights while Suzaku was tending to Arthur, the cat that the council adopted. As per the norm with close friends, the two were having a somewhat heated argument. “All I’m saying

Inside an interrogation room at the Britannian Viceroy’s palace, Kessler was sitting at the lone table as Cornelia sat on the opposite end, with two officers leaning against separate walls and watching Kessler. The princess’s trio were getting annoyed with the Lieutenant Colonel’s actions, including acting like he was the Viceroy behind Cornelia’s back. To anyone perceptive enough to notice, such actions can be seen as highly suspicious. “This is the third time we’ve had this talk, Kessler. Each and every time, you’ve walked on like nothing happened. I don’t know how you keep walking out of these rooms, but the BS stops. What are you doing in Area 11, Kessler?” Cornelia glared at Kessler, having no time for nonsense from the officer’s lips. “I’m doing my job, Princess. Leading Area 11, dealing with terrorists, and maintaining order. Though, you don’t seem to be doing your job, as you’re much more needed in the Homeland.” Kessler smirked softly, not giving a solid answer and

A month and four days had passed since the arrival of Zero’s Black Knights and the Maverick Squad. The resulting public reaction caused by the actions of Zero, including killing Clovis la Britannia and rescuing Suzaku Kururugi, were further increased by the actions committed at the Lake Kawaguchi hotel in order to stop the Japan Liberation Front renegades. Further rebellion against Britannia’s tyranny had occurred, albeit with mixed goals in mind. Genuine rebellion was committed, on top of acts of terrorism and banditry, in other parts of Japan. Within that time, membership within the Black Knights and Maverick Squad had moderately increased, with the Black Knights focusing on Tokyo, while the Maverick Squad had very few footholds outside of Tokyo, aiding against threats against civilians. Public opinion for both factions were mixed, as the Britannian news stations weren’t in favor of them, but of the Britannian military and government. Within that time, September came around, autumn

At 7:00 p.m., night had fallen, the sky darkening with barely much moonlight from all the clouds in the sky. Britannian soldiers patrolled their side of the area in front of the hotel, not even crossing the only bridge to the hotel itself due to the terrorists inside the building holding people hostage. Two guards on patrol were wearing the usual armor and gas mask-like helmets, while holding the commonplace Britannian assault rifle, keeping an eye out for any trouble. “Every time I see all these Knightmares, especially with these upgrades being put on them, I get curious. How much do these things cost? Like, a solid hundred or so Britannian Pounds?” The guard that first spoke up looked at his partner, and sounded like a younger addition, less experienced with military affairs. The other guard wheezed in laughter, and looked back at his partner, sounding more experienced than the younger soldier. “What? Buddy, have you seen how big those damn things are? At best your height goes up

Lake Kawaguchi, outside the hotel, 1:00 p.m. Cornelia was inside her G-1 mobile base, alongside Darlton. She sat on her throne and listened in on the commander’s situation report, looking at the towering hotel that was right ahead of her, but a long distance away. There were hostages inside the building, one wrong move could spell disaster. “It’s unknown how the terrorists got into the hotel so quickly, though once they gained control, they raised the two bridges on the sides, leaving only the forward approach. While there are underground tunnels that lead into the area through the sides, Knightmares won’t fit inside, and we wouldn’t have time to look for ways inside said tunnels.” The commander gave some extra insight to the hotel jacking dilemma, having few options to deal with the forces inside the building. “Either they were made before we got here, or we made them due to our love of labyrinths...” Cornelia muttered her snarking before speaking up. “Forward’s a suicidal route, as

It was a rather peaceful morning, with the sun shining down on the less fancy ghettos of Japan, caused by Britannia letting such buildings rot away without any support or repairs from battle damage, yet some of the Japanese flocked to the area anyway, creating makeshift homes to accommodate. Such homes even went under the train tracks overhead, where trains come and go to shake things up down below. One such train went by, where Milly, Shirley and Nina were on board, heading to Lake Kawaguchi, where a hotel would be their place to stay outside of Tokyo. “I know that it’s your first time outside the settlement, girls, but you’ve got nothing to worry about. The hotel we’re going to is the safest spot to rest up, before doing any touring around.” Milly smiled, reassuring her friends, while wearing something other than the female Ashford uniform, a fashionable blue dress with a short, long-sleeved white blouse. “Finally, something other than Britannian cityscapes! Everywhere I looked

Britannian warehouse, 9:00 p.m., military warehouse district. Around four Britannian soldiers in the usual body armor were patrolling around a particular warehouse when others were off duty, presumably with more soldiers patrolling inside the building. They all held the same kind of assault rifle used by all soldiers of Britannia’s military, which looked like a combination of the FAMAS and P90. As one of the soldiers yawned, he was struck on the back of the head with a Japanese police baton held by Tamaki. Hearing the collapse of his ally, the other soldier at the front of the warehouse went to turn around and got placed in a tight sleeper hold by Kallen, falling unconscious as well. Afterwards, the two rebels hid the unconscious soldiers behind some boxes near a dumpster. “Alright, I’ll admit it. Unconscious enemies? Easier to deal with than dead ones.” Kallen panted slightly, staying quiet as she complimented Zero’s plan to be as nonlethal as possible, and to not kill too many