Mobile Suit Gundam Thunderbolt

Subtitle edited by - Aorion - "MOBILE SUIT GUNDAM THUNDERBOLT- Episode 1 (2015)" ^ (Run time : 00:18:24)

MOBILE SUIT GUNDAM THUNDERBOLT

This is a nice song selection.

Io, pirate radio again?

At least use headphones.

You've got to feel the sound.

The previous broadcast?

This one's good.

Yeah, you got it at a good timing.

Maybe the lightning brings it.

- The Minovsky... - It's light?

Don't care.

- Copy it for me. - Right here.

This part is great just before we sortie.

I know what you mean.

I can see it.

Flying and barely dodging the debris.

The vibration on my butt.

I feel the switches at my fingertips.

They all become my eyes and move.

Can't they improve the air in the hangar?

It's just your sinuses.

Cornelius, tissues.

Give them back, alright?

- Thanks. - See you.

Here's the operational objective.

Eliminate the enemy snipers hiding in our home, Side 4 "Moore".

We've lost over 40 allied machines this past month.

This Thunderbolt Sector...

We can't forgive the cowards who destroyed our home.

This war is entering its final stage.

Regaining this sector will change the tide of the war.

Glory again to Side 4, Moore.

Death to the cowardly Zeon.

The Brotherhood, eh.

Geez. My birthplace keeps on tying me down.

Free jazz is perfect for Thunderbolt.

I love mobile suits, space, and the battlefield.

It's free here.

Oh no, our positions are obvious.

When they shoot, we'll trace back their location.

Now, who'll be the unlucky one?

- Who's hit? - Ensign Io.

Commander... Commander!

Emergency. Emergency.

Commander hit by beam cannon. His machine's demolished.

They're sniping from the debris.

Radio won't work with this Minovsky particle density.

You search, too--

Dave!

Find the enemy sniper!

How can they see us?

The Minovsky particles are still so dense!

Calculate their positions!

- It's Side 4! - Attack our home?

My barrel's past its limit.

Daryl will now be sending orbit prediction data.

Nice, Chief Petty Officer Daryl. I got the rest.

This'll earn me the Cross.

Bragging to your lady? Or...

Sean, it's complicated who Ensign Hoover reports to.

Shut up. I'm gonna get them.

Both the Federation and the girl!

Amazing! Is Daryl a clairvoyant?

Or one of those Newtypes?

I'll get commended back home. Then it's vacation!

Ensign Hoover, is your machine drifting?

Communication's cutting out. Please check cable connection.

Huh? Really?

Huh?

Hey!

Hoover!

It's a human. A Federation normal suit!

Daryl, can you snipe him? I can't aim from here!

But Hoover is--

He's been shot in the head! You saw it!

So the cockpit isn't that different from Zaku.

Hey, you may be aces of the snipers division,

but your taste in music is mediocre.

Big talk for a guy who got lucky.

No wonder a guy with fake legs sneakily shoots from far away.

Making fun of my legs?

Now I know your firing location.

I'll cruise home via your blind spots.

You won't escape next time.

I'll get you for sure.

I'm Chief Petty Officer Daryl Lorenz.

I'll keep my eye on you.

I'm Ensign Io Fleming.

When you hear jazz, it means I'm coming.

Patti Page, right? "Tennessee Waltz".

You heard?

I like the Royal Teens.