NationStates Jolt Archive

News report:

The Sonic Arms of Bellum Perfero have launched several missiles towards an empty island, 50,000 Sq feet. This is part of a weapons of mass destruction test that the government has order. The SABP is a new program launched by Rasheed Tariq, leader of Bellum Perfero, to create advanced weaponry for future conflict.

(Pre-recorded press conference message from Rasheed Tariq shows)

Rasheed Tariq fixes tie then points to a young woman.

"Yes ma'am?" Mr. Tariq states.

"yes, um, what kind of worries would other nations have and I was wondering if the SABP are sure that these missiles will not destruct other nations' property?" the reporter asked.

"Right, um, well, hehehe, the missiles are not going to be destructing any piece of land other than the designated targets." Mr. Tariq responds.

A man in an all white suit, standing next to Mr. Tariq whispers into the leader's right ear.

"Excuse me, but I must go."

Mr. Tariq exits along with his entourage.

(Newsanchor appears again)

Rasheed Tariq continues to urge all countries to remain calm.

In other news, a man in Windsor......

OOC: Orders? That might well cause more concern than the missiles themselves.

OOC: whatever u take it as, I stay ready.

bump

ooc: Appearently no one is really interested/alarmed that you're conducting weapons tests.

OCC: Yes, especially since its at a uninhabited location and is not threating anyone.

Ifyou did make it threaten some however, *hint*

" I agree.....Launch them at someone not expecting it...." said Agies as he sat in his black leather chiar and drank his Iced tea...

From the Disius Department of Defense


To the Government of Bellum Perfero,

The Holy Empire of Disius frowns upon your weapons testing. We urge you to cease testing ICBMs and other WMDs. Any further missle tests by your country will be condemned by the Holy Empire of Disius and her beloved Emperor.

General John C. Lauren
Head of the Disiian Department of Defense

Searching for sattelite uplink....
Uplink found.
Recipent:The Sonic Arms of Bellum Perfero
Begin transmission.
To the secretary of Foreign affairs,

We advise you agaisnt any further launch orders, as this Island could be inhabited by oganism you did not previous detect. It could be a protected area where an endangered species live.
Note that this is not an order, it is simpl advice.

Steven Wright
Secretary of Foregin Affairs
New Commandia
NS Liberation Army

***OFFICIAL PROCLIMATION***
TO: Leadership of the Sonic Arms of Bellum Perfero
FROM: Supreme Emperor George A. Loak

The Dark Empire of Shazbotdom believes that you should do more field work before you chose a spot for your tests. We are worried that you havent done your homework on the place in which you have picked for your tests. We regretibly have to side with the Nation of New Commandia. There may have been some sort of animal or other organic life form that lives on the islands that you have picked for your tests. The Dark Empire of Shazbotdom will be watching you in the future to make sure that you don't slip up again.

From the Disius Department of Defense


To the Government of Bellum Perfero,

The Holy Empire of Disius frowns upon your weapons testing. We urge you to cease testing ICBMs and other WMDs. Any further missle tests by your country will be condemned by the Holy Empire of Disius and her beloved Emperor.

General John C. Lauren
Head of the Disiian Department of Defense



Official Message from the Foreign Office of the Royal Code

We strongly suggest that you not throw threats like that to our allies. If you mess with our boys in bellum, then you can expect a punch in the throat fairly shortly thereafter, so to speak. Think then act, always in that order. END.

SECRET IC:
SCENE: SpySay Headquarters
In SpySat Headquarters, the Director of Spy Operations was overlooking the lastest orders that were handed down to him from the highest levels of the government. Amoung the orders there was five orders to move SpySats to positions in which they could be picked up by the MSF Dignity pickup, testing and redeployment. There was also an order to move two SpySats into geocycranis orbit above the Sonic Arms of Bellum Perfero and the island that they tested the Nuclear Weapons on. Supereme Emperor George A. Loak had a perticular interest in this nation and the happenings of their nuclear program.


SCENE: In Orbit
SpySat Fifty-Three and Twenty-Nine rotated and then used their thermal boosters to move into a position in which they could easily see the locations that were programmed into their computer using an ecription algerigthm that no one has ever been able to crack. They positioned themselves and then rotated to look at the two postitions.

In Commandian Orbit:
Frederick looked out the viewing window of the Commandian TelCom sattelite. This sattelite was responsible for all telegrams and messages going in and out of Commandia.
Outisde, he saw the flare of thermal boosters as two of some other nations sattelite changed positions.
"Hey Steve!" Frederick called.
Steve ran over the the viewing window "Sup?"
"Looks like some sattelites are changing position."
"Hmm... They don't usually do that. Let's try to get a signal on them."
"We need permission first."
"Oh, yeah, right. Let's go."

The two men ran off to the main control center.

Official Message from the Foreign Office of the Royal Code

We strongly suggest that you not throw threats like that to our allies. If you mess with our boys in bellum, then you can expect a punch in the throat fairly shortly thereafter, so to speak. Think then act, always in that order. END.

From the Disiian Department of Foreign Affairs

To the Royal Code,

We suggest you not dictate our foreign policy to us. We will run our country, you will run yours. There was no direct threat implied, so perhaps it is you who should thoroughly think things out before threatening other nations.

Nathan W. Walker
Disiian Minister of Foreign Affairs

"Permission granted."

After the last word, Frederick ran to the communications area, and attempted to open a link with the two unknown satellites.

"Attention unknown satellite. This is Commandian TelCom sattelite Foxtrot. We are requesting a response. Over."

From the Disiian Department of Foreign Affairs

To the Royal Code,

We suggest you not dictate our foreign policy to us. We will run our country, you will run yours. There was no direct threat implied, so perhaps it is you who should thoroughly think things out before threatening other nations.

Nathan W. Walker
Disiian Minister of Foreign Affairs

You 'suggest'. How cute.

SECRET IC:
SCENE: Shazbotdom SpySat Headquarters
A employee was working in the operations room when one of the two satelites that were being moved picked up a faint radio transmission. He put his hads to the earpiece and then looked around the room. He pushed a button and a beep went off at the Operations Command Consol near the front of the room. The night commander was sitting there when the signal went off. He got up and walked back to the consol the employee was sitting at.

"What's up, John?" Said Bill Enders.

"SpySat 29 is picking up a faint transmisson being sent to it from another satelite. Looks like it's from New Commandia."

Bill looked up at the screen as the transmission was being printed out onto the computer monitor in front of John. "Alright. Tap the signal and frequency through to my command consol. I'll figure something out and respond soon."

SECRET IC:
SCENE: Shazbotodm SpySat Headquarters
When Bill reached his consol, he punched up a few buttons and then put his headset on. He took a sigh as he thought of what he would say in this piggybacked transmission to the Naiton of New Commandia. He then pushed the 'talk' button and spoke into the headset.

"This is a secure channel. Please stay off of this frequency as it is for Official Use by the government of the Dark Empire of Shazbotdom. We thank you for your paitence."

Frederick waited for the response. When it came, he sighed.
"Government satellite." He told Steve. "That's... what? The 3rd time this week?"
"Yeah," Replied Steve, "I think so."
Fred turned back to the microphone.
"Understood, Shazbotdom. Over and out."

From the testing location
The area's exact numbers were not discussed nor researched by any of Bellum Perfero's personnell, but it was a pretty big area.

The area contained no humans, as 3 missiles are launched from above.
Numerous trees were destroyed and fire started and continued to burn.

"Domestic Training 666 complete. Three missiles were launched and landed perfectly, destroying our target." Bellum Perfero SkyCaptain Daniel Evans reports to Rasheed Tariq.

From the House of Leaders, Rasheed Tariq's mansion
Rasheed Tariq listens to the report in his office, "About damn time. Jeez with the consistent thunderstorms, you'd think we wouldn't get this done."

Roger Jackson, Social Chief Executive walks in.

"Knock next time." Mr. Tariq says with a stern tone.

"Sorry sir, but numerous nations have threatened us. Read the messages." Mr. Jackson replies while dropping the messages on Mr. Tariq's desk.

"They know what we have done to the USSDF now known as the USDF. We destroyed the nation. Andrellus MacMillian, rest in peace, would most certainly disapprove of these threats." Mr. Tariq responds while frowning.

"Would you like to discuss these threats with the new space program conducted?" Mr. Jackson asks.

"Yes, I'll talk to the Bellum Perfero Space Arts." Mr. Tariq replies while nodding.

"The SABP has called Daniel Evans to come back to base. He's the only one out there and it's not safe, he might get attacked by other nations. He launched the three missiles though." Mr. Jackson states.

"Yes I am quite aware." Mr. Tariq replies.

OOC:
For reference, i am Post Modern Tech. If me bringing PMT elements into this is a problem for anyone, tell me now.

OOC:
For reference, i am Post Modern Tech. If me bringing PMT elements into this is a problem for anyone, tell me now.
OOC: My nation is MT, but um if ur talkin supergalatic star wars stuff then keep that away.

you or anyone else could have advances tho like I do, just not too carried away.

OOC:
The only PMT Elemnt that i have iun my nation for now is space ships. They arn't "Intergalactic" ones and can't travel between solar systems at the speed of light. They have propulsion systems kind of like what NASA is using now for deep space missions (Ionic) and railgun technology that is used to battle other ships in space. They can fire through the atmosphere, but normally don't, so you don't have to worry about orbal bombardment. Although drop pods do shoot out the bottom to land troops on the surface, but each drop pod only carries one Marine. I do use aircraft like ships that can travel through the atmosphere to drop contingents of troops (one ship carries 10, the other carries 30). If you want all the info on my ships and stuff, you can visit my nations Official Web Site (http://shazbotdom.bashwebdesign.com).

OOC:
The only PMT Elemnt that i have iun my nation for now is space ships. They arn't "Intergalactic" ones and can't travel between solar systems at the speed of light. They have propulsion systems kind of like what NASA is using now for deep space missions (Ionic) and railgun technology that is used to battle other ships in space. They can fire through the atmosphere, but normally don't, so you don't have to worry about orbal bombardment. Although drop pods do shoot out the bottom to land troops on the surface, but each drop pod only carries one Marine. I do use aircraft like ships that can travel through the atmosphere to drop contingents of troops (one ship carries 10, the other carries 30). If you want all the info on my ships and stuff, you can visit my nations Official Web Site (http://shazbotdom.bashwebdesign.com).


OOC: that's fine

aight i'ma write suttin shortly

Recorded conversation, seen on New Commandian military surveillance tap A3O7
"Well, they launched the missiles."
"Yeah."
"Heard they sending in some HAZMATS."
"Yeah."
"Hey you two! Get back to work."
"Ass."
"SAY THAT TO MY FACE!"
"Hey, I'm coming. Dude, you coming?"
"Yeah."

Near location of SABP missile hit zone
Several helicopters flew over the calm ocean. Several men in HAZMAT environmental suits stood inside. They each carried a Pistol, as well as some 'clean-up' materials used for deradiating an area with high Geiger readings. Under the helicopters, several unarmed transport ships stood on the calm ocean. The symbol of New Commandia pasted on their sides.
The men dropped out of the helicopters on to the transports, and from their they boated LCVP landing crafts, armed with only a small .50 cal. These landing craft then proceeded towards the island believed to be the hit zone of the SABP missile launch, as the Helicopters swooped overhead.

From Rasheed Tariq's office in his mansion
"What shall we do then? All these nations are threatening us, we got off a huge war with the USDF and as we are still recovering, these nations threatened us. We've already launched the missiles at the test area, so once the nations find out...are we going war?" Mr. Tariq asks Social Chief Executive Roger Jackson nervously.

"Well sir, you've just accepted the issue to put more funding into our space weaponry program. All we'd have to do is put satellites all over the world and monitor nations' plans." Mr. Jackson states while grinning.

"Excellent." Mr. Tariq says while smiling.

SECRET ENCODED IC:
***OFFICIAL PROCLIMATION***
TO: Leadership of the Sonic Arms of Bellum Perfero
FROM: Supreme Emperor George A. Loak

We officially Condemn your nation for launching the nuclear weapons without seeing if there is life on the islands that you didn't notice before. We will be sending a Class-A HAZMAT group to inspect your target site to calculate damages, not just to the island, but to the surrounding ecosystem in the water.



SECRET IC:
SCENE: Pelican Alpha Beta Epsilon 9032
"Alright gentlmen, get your HAZMAT suits on!" Yelled the commander of the 154th Fire Team from the 1st Company, 89th Division of the Shazbotdom Marine Corps.

The men slipped their suits on over their armor and grabbed small boxes from next to them. In each box were gigercounters, sample collection equipment, and 2 needles (full of anti-atomic syrum) to stop the spread of nuclear sickness though the body if exposure occures. The men then grabbed their XR series weaponry and prepared for the worst. The ship shook as the Pelican began it's decent through the atmosphere, they were roughly 2 minutes out from the drop zone. The pilot had on a different model HAZMAT suit as his exposure would be for only a minute as he landed and opened up the back hatch for the team of 5 men to get out.

The comander then walked to the back door and stood there for a minute, as he felt the ship start to level out and stop shaking, he attached a rope from his suit to a clip on the cieling and pushed a button, opening the back door. "This is a simple Enter, Collect data, and extract, maggots!" He yelled over the roar of the air whipping past. "After we collect data from the land, the Pelican will then hover over the water so we can collect samples from the ocean to make sure that this nations 'tests' didn't damage the ecosystem of the ocean. Mount up!"

The men stood up and hooked their ropes to the cieling and formed a line in front of the comander. The pelican then slowed down as land could be seen below and behind the pelican. The pilot then yelled into his radio, "GO GO GO GO," and thus the Marines jumped out onto the land below.

The LCVPs landed on the island, and the men wandered around the jungle, extracting DNA from some flora and fauna, and taken certain specimens into small bags. Some of the walked around with Geiger counters, others with radiation clean-up equipment. The cruisers lazily floated on the water, ubt no human dared touch it.

Suddenly, a radio message was heard through the earphones of the men.

"We have found an unidentified air vehicle near our location. It appears to have landed on the island. Be advised, over and out."

Four of the men put away their equipment, and drew their pistols. The group continued on through the jungle.

SECRET IC:
The marines began to collect data and specimines from anything around them. From the smallest flower to the largest tree, they cut off small parts and put it into their HAZMAT cases. The Pelican was hovering roughly 500 meters off the coast, waiting for the evac request. The men split up into one team of two and one team of three and head in opposite directions.