USSNA
16-03-2006, 05:08
Magar Asadorian got up out of bed for what have though would be just another day of work. He was inspecting old soviet military bases for useful equipment and evaluation as potential military bases for the Georgian Republic.
After sipping his morning coffee, black in the Georgian tradition, he picked up the keys to him brand new BMW and headed out. Today he was inspecting a group of warehouses just of the coast of the Black Sea. Apparently no one had been in them for almost 20 years. Nobody even had blueprints or floor plans to the place. To Magar, it was something he was use to; the Russians didn't want anyone to know what exactly were in their bases as to keep American spies guessing. He often would go into buildings that had no paperwork whatsoever.
As he pulled up to the warehouses he noticed the rust the creped down from the old metal roof, years of summers and winters without repair. Most of the high windows were intact, with only a few broken out. “I hope whatever is in there is in better condition than the outside,” Magar thought to himself.
He had brought along a video camera to document what he saw and came across. He turned this on as he left the car at the curb of the road. As he approached the door he had noticed why no one was able to get inside. The doors were thick and made of metal, with heavy locks as well. Over the course of several months though, Magar had gotten pretty good at picking the old soviet locks, thought because these ones were rusty, he had a little more difficultly than most locks. When he go inside he flipped a switch on the wall to the left of the door. A humming noise was heard, but eventually the lights in the building started to heat up and turn on. The place was full of T-72s and BMP-3s. Their forms were made menacing as the flickering lights danced upon them. It almost seemed as if the dust hung in the air, making the air thick and hard to breathe. All the equipment seemed to be in good condition though, the soviets had built the warehouse to last.
But he noticed something in the back, it was an section of the warehouse blocked off from the rest of the equipment by a chain-link fence. Magar went over to the fence only to find this it had several padlocks and some kind of advanced lock he hadn't seen before. luckily, he had brought wire cutters and simply cut a doorway in the fence itself. Past the fence were 3 white blobs, vehicles covered in a now off-white cloth. As Magar pulled the cover off he drew back in a gasp. He had just realized what he was looking at: 3 soviet ICBMs. It looked as if their warheads were still intact as well. Magar rushed out and into his car, he had to make a call....
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Georgia did no know what exactly to do with the weapons. It had no need for them. It did however recognize that this could be a way to get a boost conventionally, while still give the missiles into better hands. It sent a message to both Russia and America.
SIC:
To: Russia, United States of America
From: The Georgian Republic
Good friends a world leaders, we have recently found 3 RT-2PM Topol mobile ICBM launchers with their nuclear warheads intact. I want to assure you that we have no intentions of using these weapons at all. However, we are not going to just give up these weapons. This is what we offer, in exchange for 15 Joint Strike Fighters, and training on how to use and maintain them, we will give the ICBMs to Russia for disposal or whatever purposes you see fit.
After sipping his morning coffee, black in the Georgian tradition, he picked up the keys to him brand new BMW and headed out. Today he was inspecting a group of warehouses just of the coast of the Black Sea. Apparently no one had been in them for almost 20 years. Nobody even had blueprints or floor plans to the place. To Magar, it was something he was use to; the Russians didn't want anyone to know what exactly were in their bases as to keep American spies guessing. He often would go into buildings that had no paperwork whatsoever.
As he pulled up to the warehouses he noticed the rust the creped down from the old metal roof, years of summers and winters without repair. Most of the high windows were intact, with only a few broken out. “I hope whatever is in there is in better condition than the outside,” Magar thought to himself.
He had brought along a video camera to document what he saw and came across. He turned this on as he left the car at the curb of the road. As he approached the door he had noticed why no one was able to get inside. The doors were thick and made of metal, with heavy locks as well. Over the course of several months though, Magar had gotten pretty good at picking the old soviet locks, thought because these ones were rusty, he had a little more difficultly than most locks. When he go inside he flipped a switch on the wall to the left of the door. A humming noise was heard, but eventually the lights in the building started to heat up and turn on. The place was full of T-72s and BMP-3s. Their forms were made menacing as the flickering lights danced upon them. It almost seemed as if the dust hung in the air, making the air thick and hard to breathe. All the equipment seemed to be in good condition though, the soviets had built the warehouse to last.
But he noticed something in the back, it was an section of the warehouse blocked off from the rest of the equipment by a chain-link fence. Magar went over to the fence only to find this it had several padlocks and some kind of advanced lock he hadn't seen before. luckily, he had brought wire cutters and simply cut a doorway in the fence itself. Past the fence were 3 white blobs, vehicles covered in a now off-white cloth. As Magar pulled the cover off he drew back in a gasp. He had just realized what he was looking at: 3 soviet ICBMs. It looked as if their warheads were still intact as well. Magar rushed out and into his car, he had to make a call....
-
Georgia did no know what exactly to do with the weapons. It had no need for them. It did however recognize that this could be a way to get a boost conventionally, while still give the missiles into better hands. It sent a message to both Russia and America.
SIC:
To: Russia, United States of America
From: The Georgian Republic
Good friends a world leaders, we have recently found 3 RT-2PM Topol mobile ICBM launchers with their nuclear warheads intact. I want to assure you that we have no intentions of using these weapons at all. However, we are not going to just give up these weapons. This is what we offer, in exchange for 15 Joint Strike Fighters, and training on how to use and maintain them, we will give the ICBMs to Russia for disposal or whatever purposes you see fit.