<font color="violet">"Sir, we are entering atmo in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1-"</font>

The Styx shook as it broke into the Earth's atmosphere followed by the Acheron and the Phlegethon. Violent turbelance stayed with the ship until they evened out over the continent of Australia.

<font color="grey">"Alright. Bring us down near the northern coast. Lieutenant Traeborn, I want you ready for drills upon landing. After you finish a breif training session, you are to commence your mission. Is that understood?"</font>

Lance's voice did not quaiver as he answered.

<font color="scarlet">"Yes, sir. I will return the Strike Freedom to ZAFT control."</font>