TROUSRS
11-10-2003, 12:23
It was a great day on that saturday morning. Channcelor Ben Dover had recenctly had a new land addition to the nation. His men had found a fairly large island off the coast of our great nation. It was decided that it would be a place to keep POWs and regular criminals from Trousrs, as well as part of our missile arsenal, it would make a good stratigic launch site. That said, Ben ordered that 50 MLRSs systems, 20 AA guns, 30 Howitzers, 45 cruise missile lanuchers, and 30 ICBM launchers to be moved to the island. We decided to use 4 nimitz class carriers to get them over there.
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"TS Nimitz to east complex."
"Yes TS, we read you."
"Everything is loaded and we will depart any minute now. Awaiting permissions to leave the harbor."
"Alright alright, permissions granted. What is the ETA back home?"
"Oh, I don't know. Lets say..3 1/2 hours, thats with travel and unloading. 4 at most."
"Roger that, head out."
"Moving out."
The ships set sail to the south of our fine nation. Their mission, obvious, and no dangers. That is, until east complex revieved this call:
"East central, do you copy?"
"Yes we're here."
"EC, we're lost, there is a big fog and all of our equiptment is going wacky."
"I can see you on radar fine, whats going on?"
"Ah crap, .ant.....se..lo.s.ng....n.rol...ah."
It cut off. It was later translated to "Cant see, lossing control." We are still investigating what happened and where are missiles could have gone. Any outside information would be helpful.
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"TS Nimitz to east complex."
"Yes TS, we read you."
"Everything is loaded and we will depart any minute now. Awaiting permissions to leave the harbor."
"Alright alright, permissions granted. What is the ETA back home?"
"Oh, I don't know. Lets say..3 1/2 hours, thats with travel and unloading. 4 at most."
"Roger that, head out."
"Moving out."
The ships set sail to the south of our fine nation. Their mission, obvious, and no dangers. That is, until east complex revieved this call:
"East central, do you copy?"
"Yes we're here."
"EC, we're lost, there is a big fog and all of our equiptment is going wacky."
"I can see you on radar fine, whats going on?"
"Ah crap, .ant.....se..lo.s.ng....n.rol...ah."
It cut off. It was later translated to "Cant see, lossing control." We are still investigating what happened and where are missiles could have gone. Any outside information would be helpful.