Cape Verde Station
GRU HQ
Office of the Commandant.
Colonel Bratausky! Captain Ares was working with some bastards earlier, and he wants them gone yesterday. Heres a draft plan of who and what well need, and the timeframe. I want a full battalion of Spetsnaz on the ground, and I want it all be Very quiet. Very. In fact, I dont even want to hear about it, I just want results.
Yessir!
As the Colonel began shouting for his own subordinates, he thought, A full squadron of them? With all new ships? Those poor bastards
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
Thank you, Comandant, and thank you Colonel Bratausky. I've been dealing with such uselessness and lack of revolutionary drive from my brothers for too long. Whilst I love them, and my home, we need to take control and save the people from their so-called 'Emperors'.
I'm currently rewiring my civilian vessel's IFF to read 'Zoner', to aid our stealth-based efforts. A generic 'Pirate' identification scheme shall be used to make us as shadows. We shall head to the armoury later, pick up Corsair weapons, minus the serial numbers, and take out the capitalists that plague my homeworld.
Sah, I've reached the staging area, and have advised logistics to send up a freighter with the neccesary parts and weapons. We don't want to be spotted near HQ, might look a little suspicious. My IFF is giving me a little trouble, but I expect techs to arrive on the transport.
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
Heh, so you went along with it, guess I'll have to follow along as ordered. I'm currently on board a civilian transport on my way to the Freeport, hoping not to catch anyones attention. It won't be long until I've made my purchase, and my ship fully ready to do as planned.
They will see what we are soon enough, and I can guarantee... They won't like it. LXIX out
Hola Lucky, I've gotten my clear to launch fron New Berlin, going to make a detour down south before I get up to you lads, and pick up some ordinance for you folks. I'm thinking that we could dispence with my normal fee, as this is certainly in the aide of la revolution.
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
//Transmit to: Captain DCLXVI
Comm ID: Major Darcea, Logistics Corps
Sir, we've been instructed to provide you with nearly our entire current stock of experimental Nomad-Based weaponry. Now, I understand that these weapons are more efficien than the current latest models, but be advised that they're unstable, especially when mounted in large numbers. I'm going to send you the complete order anyways, but if your ship turns blue and starts trying to eat you, don't whine about it to me...
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
What kind of crazy drugs are you second-liners experimenting with these days?! Everyone knows those guns are based on alien technology, not living specimens! That's why they're made of synthetic polymers and man-made alloys! The fact of the matter is, according to the Order, these things are safe, and add a touch of irony when they shred squishies. I like irony, so that's why it's going to be really ironic who we aim these things at.
However, if you're concerned about reliability, I'll have them sent to our new engineer to be examined more thoroughly. Apparently we have a short supply of advanced power relays that can be calibrated for these blasters to be used in Eagle-class vessels. How convenient.
Anyway, I want three of the squishy blasters at Location X-Ray, pronto. Understood? Good.
The first surgical strike went as planned. Target Juliet Bravo was eliminated in several seconds due to being caught unawares. We are death's own shadow.
My craft was able to extract itself without any damage, in spite of the assassination taking place in front of Target Foxtrot Bravo and an independent Corsair Dreadnought and gunboat orbitting Strongpoint Gamma.
Unfortunately, we won't have such a surprise advantage next time, so solo missions may not be appropriate unless we catch them away from home.
Afonso blinked, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the darkness in one of Crete's many hangar bays. The Corsairs didn't use this one, they knew better than to risk meddling in this little fortress. A shape moved in the shadows. His contact was here.
"Hey, amigo, you want me to shift more cannons for ya, huh?" asked Afonso, not as nervous as one would expect.
"Affirmative," replied the contact, 'DCLXVI'.
"Right, I've dropped off a shipment of small arms for your compadres, si? What now? And why are you still wearing your flight helmet? Oh right... stealthy, 'I never saw you' stuff, eh? Heheheh, very nice..."
The contact nodded, and pointed to several large steel boxes behind Afonso's ship.
"Take those weapons to contact seven in Omicron Theta. You know the drill." said the contact, sounding different than normal, thanks to a voice modulator in his helmet.
Afonso grinned, "Anything for la rev... uh... 'Nothing for nobody. This never happened.' Haha! Right on! Anyways... you boys plug that so-called 'Emperor' for me, huh? The folks around here these days, they're... they're sending this place to hell in a bloody handbasket, si? No concept of good governance..."
Afonso, with his friend, then set to work loading a large shipment of space-superiority weapons onto his vessel, ready to ship to his next contact, 'Lucky VII'.
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