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10-08-2007, 21:11
Fort Begatar
Binaria City, Binaria
Major Jason Helgres was walked nervously down a hallway in Fort Begatar's command bunker. Despite being 300 hundred metters underground, he did not feel safe, infact he feeled that when he reached his destionation it would be his head on a pike. He shuddered at the thought of it. He reached the door and took a moment to calm himslef down before he reaching for the door knob and pulling it open. "Welcome Major." said a cool voice. Jason turned and saw it was Admiral Wellation. He snapped a quick salute. The Admiral waited a moment before returning it. "You better have a better plan than you did for Gallia. You should be thanking god that you haven't busted down to a private and send to the front lines." Helgres did not meet the admiral's eyes so instead he looked at a painting behind the table. "I know, sir. That was my fualt and I take responibility for it. However, I have a plan to cripple Griffencrest Corporation's funding and its war machine." He pause and collected himself. "Well spit it out, Major." The Admiral snorted. "We use our Blackwidow missile ships and hit their harbors from a long ways out to see. I know the plan for them was to sneek close to a combat area and hit enemy troops coming off the boats but this will be far more effective. If we take out their harbor facilities, we will have taken away the ablity to repair ships. A few targets will be LNG storage tanks sitting i the harbor. The main strike will consist of a hundred Blackwidows scattered nine-hundred and twenty kilometers off the coast of Griffencrest, and will launch their missiles. Another dozen will be scattered with in range of major refineries. Once they launch they will get out of their before enmy attack aircraft realize what happened." The Admiral was silent for a moment."You better hope this works otherwise you'll have a rifle in yours hands faster a rabit gets laid. Do you understand me Major?" Jason gulped. "Yes sir." The admiral turned around and walked back to his desk. "I'll make the calls Major. You'll get your strike."
Off the Coast of Blackhelm
The Black widow was moving towards the Griffencrest Seawall but they were 1000 kilometers way atleast. with a matter of hours a rain of missiles would strike Griffencrest like never before...
Binaria City, Binaria
Major Jason Helgres was walked nervously down a hallway in Fort Begatar's command bunker. Despite being 300 hundred metters underground, he did not feel safe, infact he feeled that when he reached his destionation it would be his head on a pike. He shuddered at the thought of it. He reached the door and took a moment to calm himslef down before he reaching for the door knob and pulling it open. "Welcome Major." said a cool voice. Jason turned and saw it was Admiral Wellation. He snapped a quick salute. The Admiral waited a moment before returning it. "You better have a better plan than you did for Gallia. You should be thanking god that you haven't busted down to a private and send to the front lines." Helgres did not meet the admiral's eyes so instead he looked at a painting behind the table. "I know, sir. That was my fualt and I take responibility for it. However, I have a plan to cripple Griffencrest Corporation's funding and its war machine." He pause and collected himself. "Well spit it out, Major." The Admiral snorted. "We use our Blackwidow missile ships and hit their harbors from a long ways out to see. I know the plan for them was to sneek close to a combat area and hit enemy troops coming off the boats but this will be far more effective. If we take out their harbor facilities, we will have taken away the ablity to repair ships. A few targets will be LNG storage tanks sitting i the harbor. The main strike will consist of a hundred Blackwidows scattered nine-hundred and twenty kilometers off the coast of Griffencrest, and will launch their missiles. Another dozen will be scattered with in range of major refineries. Once they launch they will get out of their before enmy attack aircraft realize what happened." The Admiral was silent for a moment."You better hope this works otherwise you'll have a rifle in yours hands faster a rabit gets laid. Do you understand me Major?" Jason gulped. "Yes sir." The admiral turned around and walked back to his desk. "I'll make the calls Major. You'll get your strike."
Off the Coast of Blackhelm
The Black widow was moving towards the Griffencrest Seawall but they were 1000 kilometers way atleast. with a matter of hours a rain of missiles would strike Griffencrest like never before...