Drum Gods
03-01-2005, 22:52
The radar was beeping silently and the interface technicians sat quietly exchanging jokes about women and the like over a game of craps in the Comms Room. It was the graveyard shift and the three sat together supposedly doing work protecting the Empire or so they said.....
"Lucky sevens! I win again. When you got that magic touch you can reach for any mu.......What the fuck?! that isn't right surely,"exclaimed Lt.Marcus at the radar screen.
A red dot had appeared streaking towards Baghdad having apparently avoided the Imperial border detection system.
The group raced to the screen watching the dot hover away, Lt. Magdovian picked up his phone and punched the red button:
"BattleTech HQ this is Sierra Sierra Tango Foxtrot reporting from the 325 we have a Code 10, I repeat, we have a Code 10. Co-ordinates playing towards 041927. Immediate response takedown. Over."
"Fuck!,"screamed Marcus again,"It's just fired past the east quad."
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Within minutes a group of 6 G-Wing Tactical Fighters had shrieked into the air on course to intercept the unidentified flying object.
"Sigma 1 this is Alpha 2 prepare for a routine takedown. Pincer movement to the ready do not fire unless necessary."
"Roger that Sigma 1,"chorused the rest of the group.
As they flew over Baghdad they could see a residential area burning beneath them and the flashes of anti-aircraft fire in the air. Their target came into range:
"Unidentified flying object this is Alpha 2 of the Imperial Drum Gods Airforce. End your hostilities and prepare to be escorted to an airfield where you will be taken into Imperial Custody. You will no longer be leaving Imperial Airspace without our permission."
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"Better fucking answer bitch," spoke Lt.Marcus eloquently as he waited impatiently for a response.......
OOC: Anyone want to take control of the ufo and then following give a reason for the whole thing?
"Lucky sevens! I win again. When you got that magic touch you can reach for any mu.......What the fuck?! that isn't right surely,"exclaimed Lt.Marcus at the radar screen.
A red dot had appeared streaking towards Baghdad having apparently avoided the Imperial border detection system.
The group raced to the screen watching the dot hover away, Lt. Magdovian picked up his phone and punched the red button:
"BattleTech HQ this is Sierra Sierra Tango Foxtrot reporting from the 325 we have a Code 10, I repeat, we have a Code 10. Co-ordinates playing towards 041927. Immediate response takedown. Over."
"Fuck!,"screamed Marcus again,"It's just fired past the east quad."
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Within minutes a group of 6 G-Wing Tactical Fighters had shrieked into the air on course to intercept the unidentified flying object.
"Sigma 1 this is Alpha 2 prepare for a routine takedown. Pincer movement to the ready do not fire unless necessary."
"Roger that Sigma 1,"chorused the rest of the group.
As they flew over Baghdad they could see a residential area burning beneath them and the flashes of anti-aircraft fire in the air. Their target came into range:
"Unidentified flying object this is Alpha 2 of the Imperial Drum Gods Airforce. End your hostilities and prepare to be escorted to an airfield where you will be taken into Imperial Custody. You will no longer be leaving Imperial Airspace without our permission."
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"Better fucking answer bitch," spoke Lt.Marcus eloquently as he waited impatiently for a response.......
OOC: Anyone want to take control of the ufo and then following give a reason for the whole thing?