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Slinao Military Encounter: Part II

Slinao
03-01-2005, 08:36
ooc: continued from this post
http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=7846028#post7846028

-= The alert had been made, someone had crossed their borders again. The supreme Diety was not happy. The alien threat had just ended, and now once again his people were forced to go back into military action. He had activated 3 flights of F-16s, 33 jets in all. They were going light, to get there faster, so each one only had 2 missles each, as well as their full complement of cannon rounds, all of them except wing flight alpha. Each of Alpha Flight carried a single Hades bomb, designed to take out infantry with a wall of fire. This made them a bit slower then the rest, as well as slightly easier targets, but if used right they could stop a marching army dead in its tracks. =-

-= as the Supreme Diety looked over his screens, he recieved a page. He tapped his monitor, and responded =-

"Supreme Diety here, what is it? I asked not to be disturbed unless its important" he sounded gruff, but mainly because he hadn't had much sleep, his sleeping chambers had been sealed off during the battle because of a gas leak, and now it was back open, he was stuck in the war room.

"Sir, Head Cleric of the Black Hand has sent us a message, his assassins are on call, if you need them in the upcoming attack, they can be dispatched within the hour of the call. We have armed them with limited numbers of the hybrid firearms, the semi-plasma rounds aren't nearly as strong as what the aliens through at us, but they carry the impact of a .50 in a .22mm round"

-= the Supreme Diety nodded and then turned off his monitor, normally he would have thanked the aide for his imformation, but today he was lacking on such politeness. =-
Shazbotdom
17-01-2005, 23:27
Secret IC:
**The office of the Emporer of Shazbotdom**

With a sigh, the Emporer looks over the latest numbers of new recruits that are going through training at this moment. "These newbe's better not bitch about training being brutal."

"Sir, were getting reports of more military activity in and around Slinao."

"Now what the hell is going on..." The Emproer then turns and presses a couple buttons on a control pad built into his desk. The large painting of his father on the wall slides downward to reveal a 70" plasma screen. "Lets just punch up a satelite and send it to coordinates near that nation." An image of the 10 satelites owned by Shazbotdom in orbit appears. The Emporer then selects Satelite #7, the closest to the area, and punches in the coordinates closest to Slinao.

The computer stated in a deep computerized voice, "Time to satelite positioning, T Minus 1 day."

"That should give me enough time to visit my wife and kids." He then pressed another button and the paining then slides back up to position. "Anything else you wanted to talk about?"

"Yes, sir." The advisor then sat down. "The Space Administration is ready to launch into space with the parts for our first space station."

"Excelent. Notify me when they are ready. I'll go to the launch personally."