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Region: Eientei Gensokyo
"Bogeys at 6 o'clock, coming in fast!" A WSO calls out inside the cockpit. Usteo 1 glances at their radar screen, 'Guess that why our f14's couldn't escape in time...' He calls in his squadron, and pushes various buttons, with his hud displaying the drones they carry.
"All wings, release drones and push those throttles to the max." He smirks as the plane lightens it's load as the two UAV's unclamp from their wings, falling mid air, tiny wings folded out as they all made their way towards the hydra's. The UAV's open their missle bay as they get a lock on at the fighters.
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"Well regardless, of that. Our countries are at a brink of all out war- we've already getting reports of a ongoing sea battle." He grimaces, the more bloodshed is shed, the harder they'd be able to get peace done.
"My team is prepping a satellite broadcast as for how it will be done," As he says done, Lia jumps down from the wreckage. Her figure a bit worse for wear but she seems to be in a amicable mood all things considered. "The director will be using me as a conduit to hack into your communications center, I'll be broadcasting it using a signal, which also means I get to perform....though I must admit, never did I expect I'd do it under these circumstances."
"Ah Lia, guess the director has alread-" He gets cut off as Lia punches Nol from the gut, not fatally but enough for him to struggle to the ground. "That's for giving me those false information jackass, seriously..." She says in a deadpan voice.
"G-glad your safe a..and sound also..ughh" He gasps in between, as he tries to stand up.
Lia's eyes shift color as her voice gets disrupted, "Much as I adore this reunion we all have, we don't have much time. Frost and I are trying our best to reign in options on a retaliatory strike-" The director pauses. A subtle look of anger could be seen on Lia's face, before Lia felt the director leave her system entirely.
Lia looks at Nol and Sephynne, with a confused but encouraging face. "Well u heard that fluffball, let's get this show on the waves."
"This is completely unacceptable! Even with those fighters, that carrier group cannot sustain that fight!" A roar from the general of the eastern bloc shouts. While they were all being informed about the happenings of the coup and the targets, the carrier group containing Hersiliah called an emergency signal. Disrupting the LDC's director... of well, explaining it all.
"The port city of saudrick is the closest base we have, the..."
"Didn't we weaponize space already? Why the hell are we not using 'that'."
"Oh excuse me general, do I have to remind you 'that' thing is made for targeting buildings and not oh...i don't know, a naval group?! We haven't even tested it or the effect on it if 'that' is used on the sea! DO you want the world to get antsy of how Lorenial has a-"
"Are you done, general?" The rant of the LDC head gets cut off as a very irritated Frost let's out her murderous intent off. "Sorry, miss president. But I simply don't see the reason why you aren't allowing us to divert forces to the battle." The general sits, her face containing withheld anger.
"Coup or no coup, those are enemy combatants. And are the lives of those men really all worth saving a single person?" A cold glare from the Director all it took to answer that question. But before anything could happen, a R&D representative coughs and speaks up. "As The LDC shared with us all, the fleshcrafters are a group we cannot underestimate. Having a in depth account and subject will help us see the limits of their magic"
"Apart from what the R&D said, we cannot risk an escalation beyond our capacity, Lorenial's economy while capable of sustaining it's forces is just that, capable of maintaining what forces we have. A full scale war would cripple not just our economy but manpower and gdp. This is a war we cannot undertake without preparation." A civil servant from the minister of finances points out.
