Isaac polished his new medal as Shila, his subordinate, watched their target. There had apparently been a small battle preceeding a meteor strike outside of town and a group of Freelancers and, as a proud soldier of ZAFT, he would not stand by. (Or rather his subordinate wouldn't.)
They received word that a mysterious man had checked into a hotel in the area and was seeking mobiel suit parts and, since people tend to need replacement parts after a battle, it seemed like a logical enough lead.
"This'll give me a chance to try out my new CGUE." Isaac said smirking.
"Lt., that's assuing there is a mobile suit..."
"But the moment he climbs in one..."
Shila simply shruged.