NationStates Jolt Archive

Aureus Insula, Off The Coast of the Venti Islands

Several weeks earlier, representatives of the Alfegos Underground Mafia and Silens Nex had met in Aurum Domus and worked out a deal that would bring both sides more money. The Alfegoans required weapons while Silens Nex wanted to break into the hard drug trade. The first deal was set to take place at exactly midnight in a pre designated place in the Golden Sea. Hopefully there wouldn't be trouble.

A large fishing boat moved swiftly through the water looking like any of the other thousand boats that fished in the warm tropical waters. This boat was actually a specially outfitted smuggling ship. It had a very large cargo hold and an engine from a racing boat that had been stolen from a rich Cazelian in Cruorem Insula many years before. The cargo hold was filled with crates of weapons, even with over 15000 guns there was still enough room for more cargo. The boat cut its engines as it reached the target. Now all they could do was wait.

"We have our mark. Send the signal, and descend to loading level."

The clipper-class airship was a standard trading vessel, with a legit payload of 1400 tonnes of sugar. In the envolope was hidden the goods though. They sent a signal over a prearranged wavelength.

"We're here. Prepare to load."

The airship redistributed the gas from the cell network to storage cylinders, and it sunk until it was floating a metre above the sea surface. 6 armed men waited on an external gantry, with the goods on the walkway.

The cargo hold was opened and a small crane on the deck of the ship began taking boxes out and loading them onto the airship. Several men then went over to the airship and began loading the drugs into the cargo hold. This went on for about an hour until the onboard radar detected a fast moving boat heading for the area.

"We have a problem, theres a small Coast Guard interceptor heading this way. The only heavy weaponry we have is a minigun, that'll take too long and will be too loud. Do you by any chance have an RPG aboard?"

"Wait a moment."

There was some bawling in Fegosian, and a man ran down onto the gantry holding a large tube.

"AAT-67, cheap and cheerful. It's wireguided, so will only work for about half a mile to a mile. Ready?"

They fired off the missile, a whirring noise made as the onboard drum whizzed round towing a thin cable. In the distance, there was an explosion.

"Done."

"That was a close one, finish the loading so we can get the hell outta here. Someone will be here to investigate soon enough and we won't we able to get rid of them as easy as we did to that little boat."

"Right, we're done. Call the contact you met with last time when you want to arrange our next delivery and of what."

"Okay, will do. Nice doing business with ya. Now boys, lets get the hell outta here."