Oh and here is an excerpt:
--Cagalli: What the hell is going on!?
Sanders: They are opening the launch doors. Their ships are preparing to launch for space. They were ready faster than we anticipated.
[Cagalli is taken aback; she also expected it to take them a bit longer to get ready to leave. Besides, risking take-off while the EDF and Orb forces camped over their base was rather reckless.]
Miriallia: I got visuals from a Murasame unit!
[The visuals are immediately shown on the main display, clearly showing the DAMOCLES and the LIBERTY, noses up and smoke starting to billow around their hulls.]
Cagalli: Fire at those ships!
Sanders: Belay that order! [to a furious Cagalli] There is a Geschmeidig Panzer over the launch ports, you would be wasting ammo and endangering our allies! Our only hope is to hit them when they get airborne and blow them out of the sky. [shouts into the headset.] Move them into position right now. That’s our best bet! [to Cagalli] I advise you to evacuate all personnel and ships not heavily armored to a mile radius. We are in the area of the risk ourselves, but that is a chance we will have to take!
Cagalli: [grabs Sanders’s collar] What the hell are you talking about?!
Sanders: [grunts] The APOLLO guns. I diverted six to fire on JOSH-B. I had hoped we could have contained them until the positron blasters would be in position.
[Cagalli’s face pales, and several of crew, including Miriallia, gasp in shock.]
Cagalli: You! You would use an orbital positron blaster here?!
Sanders: Won’t be anything worse than the CYCLOPS detonation. And we can end this with minimal casualties to our own side.
Cagalli: Have you no morals, man?!
Sanders: [calmly] Someone needs to end this. Someone with no reputation to tarnish. Someone who is old and expendable in the long run.
Cagalli: [bodily slams Sanders to the window] Did I ask you to wash my hands clean of this? Did I?! You can’t make decisions like this by yourself!
Sanders: [groans, but determined] I would give the evacuation order if I were you. The guns are on their way. They will decimate JOSH-B.
Neumann: Cagalli-sama! We have propulsion!
Waldfeld: [out of breath] Take in as many ships as we can! Retreat from the blast radius, but keep our guns trained at the launch ports! Ready the GOTTFRIEDs one and two!
[The ARCHANGEL slowly lifts from the ground, and Miriallia gives the general withdrawal. Inside JOSH-B, many Terranists suits already downed and waiting for death to descend upon them find themselves suddenly alone as the EDF and Orb suits retreat in full flight, taking those comrades with them that might still be alive. A ragged cheer, if a rather uncertain one, goes up among the defenders due to this ambiguous reprieve. Elsewhere inside the base, the GeoGOOhNs and other mobile suits likewise hasten in retreat. The WINDAMs engaging the EDF and Orb mobile suits are surprised to see their enemy fall back, leaving non-essential materials behind, like medical supplies and food. One WINDAM immediately drops to one knee, the pilot jumping out and running to a medical tent. The lieutenant fires a spray of shot into the shield of a withdrawing ENFORCER, leaving a row of tiny holes embedded into it.]
Lieutenant: Get back in your cockpit, soldier!
Terranist pilot: My cousin is badly wounded back inside. We’re out of supplies! He’ll need this!
Lieutenant: [curses] Worry about the dying only after we’re out of this. Why are they running?
[The GESCHEIDIG PANZER over the launch ports deactivates and the prow of the DAMOCLES lifts up, shortly followed by the LIBERTY in the second hatch. The camera goes to the ARCHANGEL’s bridge.]
Miriallia: [eyes wide] the MIDWAY reports there are wounded pilots and some other personnel who cannot clear the site in time!
Cagalli: [tryies to grab at Sanders’s headset] You have to give time for our ships to…
Sanders: [closes his eyes, into the headset] Fire at will!
and another!
[The camera zooms at the massive UPA battle cruiser. On the bridge the atmosphere is rather tense. Arthur glances at Ramius, who in turn glances at Frost, who glances at worriedly at Athrun’s stiff back. Athrun stands at the front of the bridge, staring out of a window with his arm drawn over his chest and his mouth a tight line. Apparently he has been there for some time, and the aura of silence he exudes has permeated the whole bridge crew. Everyone knows they are on an official UPA mission, but the way Athrun is now acting makes it very much look like they’re on a personal vendetta. Ramius takes her cap off, and can’t help but to wonder if that actually may be the case. The general atmosphere seems to be that the VALKYRIE and the ZAFT ships are not only looking for the INFINITY and the Terminal asteroid factory, but hunting for it. Ramius looks at Athrun again, whose face is lightly reflected by the window he is standing in front of. There has been very little activity recently, given that they are skirting Hammer space and not heading right into it. Furthermore, they are somewhat off the usual courses ships tend to take.]
Arthur: [quietly] Aren’t we going off mission? We were supposed to organize a show of force and open up a dialogue with the Hammer if we can. Why are we staying this far back?
Ramius: [quietly but loudly enough for Athrun to hear] We have some internal business we need to take care of, it seems. At the moment that takes priority.
[Arthur realizes who the words were really intended for, and notices that Athrun shifts his weight from one leg to another. He glances behind him through his reflection. Ramius is giving him a somewhat challenging stare. Athrun’s face doesn’t much change, but he looks down for a split-second before he turns and faces Ramius.]
Athrun: For the best interests of peace, commodore.
[The air is clearly confrontational, and Ramius only stiffly nods her head, acknowledging Athrun’s words but not really agreeing with them. Athrun nods back and heads off the bridge. He pauses once, glancing toward Ramius, who turns her head, surprised, as well. Before she can catch his eyes though, Athrun already diverts his eyes and walks off. Ramius looks around the bridge, realizing how few people he knows there. She knows Frost, and she likes to think she is getting to know Arthur, but beyond that there are no familiar faces from the ARCHANGEL on the VALKYRIE. Ramius gets a sudden pang of homesickness, the ARCHANGEL being her closest thing to a family after two devastating wars.]