NationStates Jolt Archive

Some my call this an RP, its more of a Story Really, if you have something Constructive to add please do :)
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”There is one connection sir”

Captain Topas Walked over to the ensign “Brussels?” “yes sir” “it’s the emergency connection to the network, all it will give us is the last ten minutes of data transferred, and by the looks of it that wont be a lot.” “what do we do then?” the Ensign Enquired “set sail for New York, the emergency connection will have been activated from there. Download all the data you can from it then send a feedback Surge to the other end.”

The Icebergs started to move passed the window as the ship got underway, the Cold Crisp air of the Artic chilling the blood of the crew on deck. The Whisper of the Wind running in and out of the many crevasses of the battleship, in and out the guns and through pipes. The Captain looked out the window as two small dots got large and larger, he turned back to his bridge think they were birds, then the swoosh as the two objects passed, two enormous thuds and an explosion. Tracer fire Went up into the air like a thousand tiny Match sticks, followed by another Enormous thud and a second explosion on deck.

A sailor came running up the stairs, bloodied and missing an ear “sir there confederate fighters I saw them with my own eyes” “Sound the alarm and get this man to the infirmary!” Two more cries through the air as the fighters made another pass, a missile Tore through the bridge until hitting a support post and exploding. Time seemed to slow down for those last seconds of captain Tapas’s life before being blown out of the window and onto the deck. Another Enormous thud, explosion and an irregular jeering as the missile slammed into the Supply room. The Bullets, the munitions went off firing through the many decks. The Fighters Passed over, heading far out into the horizon. The Stern of the Ship Exploded forcing the other half into the air then sinking into the water, The fighters then returned, dropping a liquid into the water that promptly set it ablaze, killing any survivors attempting to swim to the nearby icebergs.

A cry down the radio to the fighter pilots, Colonels Triatza and Thompson “Conformation of Neutralisation received, return to base.”

The war for the world had begun………

The same two dots that destroyed the UNS Ferion were now specs in the sky on the coast of Greenland, the confederate airbase there was constructed in secrecy, all other confederate construction had previously been discovered and thus destroyed, the survival of this facility aloud the confederacy to begin its campaign. The Virus which had knocked out the UN Information network had turned round and was attacking the confederate systems as the two pilots landed, it was a good thing that the confederacy knew the ins and outs of the virus and could thus stop it.

Formally, the confederacy had functioned very much like the terrorist organisation you heard about in history classes. Hiding in houses, striking when the opportunity came about. Blowing things up rather then capturing them. Now it was different. It had a facility in which it could enforce its power. The two colonels climb out of their planes. The virus had set off the alarm and they were therefore running to the armoury, stopped by guards who told them of the situation.

“Oh the virus has just set off the alarms” the Guard sternly said
“oh, where’s Commander Girovsk?” Triatza questioned.
“She is in the intelligence centre, looking over the information the virus transmitted back”
“right”

He jogged down the path, slid on the ice, jumped over the wrongs and opened the door. The Huge Projector screens were showing specs of various UN vehicles. Triatza ran over to the commander, put his arms around her hips, pulled himself forward and began to kiss her. She pushed him away

”whats gotten into you!?!” She demanded,
“we did it, the Ferion was destroyed, no one survived from what we could tell, Thompson hit the supply bay and it did most of the work for us”
“they really should have equipped her with better guns”
“well then you’d out spec her wouldn’t you?”
She paused for a second…. Then punched him in the face.
“you ever say that to me again while am on duty and ill…….”
She was interrupted, by a technician that pointed to the third screen
“Commander, there!”
“a yes that it, send its specs to the engineering bay. Ask them if its doable, if not tell them to take whatever they can from it.”

Triatza Stumbled up from the floor
“and get this pig to the infirmary” Girovsk demanded.

She climb into the transport pod, and got shot down the tube to the engineering bay.
“is it doable?” she enquired of head engineer Fyson Barley
“yes, its armour is incredibly thick though, we require more titanium”
“don’t worry the scout team is out on the ice searching for another deposit right now”
“ok mam, well get right on it.”
She walked over to the intercom
“delete the plans from the un system we need to have it before they’ve finished there prototype.”