2416: The Escape from Earth (IC- PMT/FT- Sign-Up)

[Alotopia]

"What parts are you looking for? I can give you fuel, engines, parts to a hull... What do you need?" Tolfin said, as he prepared to leave, "Also, could i take the ZCM with me?"

"All of it. We are planning on putting satellites in orbit so we'll need everything. Yes you can take the ZCM with you, but first you have to call off the ship you had follow our Huey. We have to maintain our secrecy."

"An entire Rocket... Well this will be fun..." Tolfin thought as he grabbed the ZCM, "Alright deal. But im gonna use my ship to get out of here because it is very fast and i need to return quickly... It was a pleasure to met with you, and thank you for the ZCM. I will send the part over as soon as we can procure or produce parts for a rocket..." He shoke Ramius' hand...

[The blood ravens]

"All of it. We are planning on putting satellites in orbit so we'll need everything. Yes you can take the ZCM with you, but first you have to call off the ship you had follow our Huey. We have to maintain our secrecy."

"An entire Rocket... Well this will be fun..." Tolfin thought as he grabbed the ZCM, "Alright deal. But im gonna use my ship to get out of here because it is very fast and i need to return quickly... It was a pleasure to met with you, and thank you for the ZCM. I will send the part over as soon as we can procure or produce parts for a rocket..." He shoke Ramius' hand...

Ramius smirked as the man left, taking out a Manila folder marked Д-6. "With what's contained in Д-6 we can finally bring our forces back to 100% operational capacity." Ramius said to himself.

[Alotopia]

"An entire Rocket... Well this will be fun..." Tolfin thought as he grabbed the ZCM, "Alright deal. But im gonna use my ship to get out of here because it is very fast and i need to return quickly... It was a pleasure to met with you, and thank you for the ZCM. I will send the part over as soon as we can procure or produce parts for a rocket..." He shoke Ramius' hand...

Ramius smirked as the man left, taking out a Manila folder marked Д-6. "With what's contained in Д-6 we can finally bring our forces back to 100% operational capacity." Ramius said to himself.

As they neared the landing pad, Alpha Squad stepped out and he handed the ZCM to them. They put it in a cushioned, bulletproof case and boarded their ship. They took off and cloaked. The engaged at maximum speed back to Atlantis. They would be there in 2 hours.

[The blood ravens]

Baikonur Cosmodrome, Kazakhstan, 0600 hours

The sun began to rise over the old spaceport, workers hard at work restoring the rocket launch pad, and technicians hard at work restoring the command center. A Pelican dropship landed near the launch pad, carrying a large container solid rocket fuel. On the dirt road a large cargo truck escorted by two T-100 tanks approached, on the back of the truck was a communications satellite, preprogrammed to broadcast a message to the surviving people of earth for several weeks before stopping, and getting in geosynchronous orbit over western Russia, and Europe.

The entire site was buzzing with activity as they prepared to recieve the rocket parts from the atlantians, and preform the first launch of a rocket since the nuclear was centuries ago.

[Alotopia]

Baikonur Cosmodrome, Kazakhstan, 0600 hours

The sun began to rise over the old spaceport, workers hard at work restoring the rocket launch pad, and technicians hard at work restoring the command center. A Pelican dropship landed near the launch pad, carrying a large container solid rocket fuel. On the dirt road a large cargo truck escorted by two T-100 tanks approached, on the back of the truck was a communications satellite, preprogrammed to broadcast a message to the surviving people of earth for several weeks before stopping, and getting in geosynchronous orbit over western Russia, and Europe.

The entire site was buzzing with activity as they prepared to recieve the rocket parts from the atlantians, and preform the first launch of a rocket since the nuclear was centuries ago.

Atlantis

General Tolfin flew the Jumper straight into the Ocean where Atlantis was... They landed at the upper landing pad and rushed off of the Jumper. They carried the ZCM to the reactor and slid it into its slot. The reactor began to hum...

Zachary Smith said to Lantia, "Lantia, start up the reactor!"
Lantia responded, "Starting up the reactor!"

The whole city shook as the reactor turned on... this happened for several minutes before the hum of the reactor started.

Lantia said as the city stopped shaking,
"Shield systems: Online"
"Primary Weapons Systems: Online"
"Secondary Weapon Systems: Online"
"Internal Sensors: Online"
"Engine Systems: Online"
"All major systems are all functioning at 100%"

Zachary Smith was ecstatic! Even at 108 he was jumping up and down, "We did it! Thank God! We did it!! Lantia! Raise the City!!!

A monotone voice can over the city, "All hands brace for Raising! I repeat all hands brace for raising..."

The Engines suddenly came to life, lifting the city. The City shook again, but this time they were moving. The ship began to rattle as they broke the surface of the ocean, but it soon was calm again... General Czer by this time was talking over the city on the internal speakers. "Today is a great day!! We are finally free from underwater and our dreams are realized! We finally did it!"

He then spoke to General Tolfin, "Hey William, I want you to ready the primary weapons system. Get it all warmed up. We havent used it in 500 years."
"Yes sir, but we need to send those russians a rocket." replied Tolfin
"Yes, Yes whatever. Send them one of those rockets we acquired from Dublin ten years ago."
"But sir, some of them are broken." said Tolfin
"We send them the one that is the least broken, and give them replacement parts" said Czer, not really caring about it.

Tolfin contacted one of the ships that carries the AT-TCs into combat and said for them to pickup a rocket and give it to them... Luckily Tolfin found a rocket that was undamaged and needed no repairs. The rigged up the transport with the rocket and sent it to the launch site.

[The blood ravens]

Once the rocket arrived from the Atlantians final preperations were taking place, power was restored to tge command center using the device given to Ramius by the Atlantians general. "Today we bring humanity out of the darkness. With this satellite we will begin rebuilding humanity. Up until now we've been stuck in the darkness for centuries we didnt know if anyone else survived the atomic war. That changes today." Ramius said over a direct comm link to the cosmodrome, broadcasting his speech over the intercom. Once the fuel, and the satellite were loaded onto the rocket it was lifted onto the roller, and taken into position. "All systems are green. We are a go for the rocket launch." One of the technicians sitting at one of the computer consoles said as the scaffolding around the rocket began to lower. "Launching in 10.... 9.... 8.... 7.... 6...." At 6 the engines ignited, and smoke poured out of the rockets. "5.... 4.... 3.... 2.... 1.... We have liftoff!" A voice over the loudspeakers announced as the rocket lifted off the launch pad towards the sky. As the lone rocket streaked into the sky any nation with an advanced radar could pickup the rocket as it soared towards the heavens.

[Sabah]

Hainan Island,
5th Scouting Legion Forward Operating Point.

"Josh, you've been touching that Knight for more than five minutes, move it will ya." Corporal Revi was irritated, it's been more than an hour into the game. Yet neither side seems to be winning or losing. His opponent, cunningly had anticipated his every move - although it's took more time than he was willing to endure.

"Patience, my friend, is a virtue you do not have." Lance Corporal Josh said, still fixing his gaze on the chessboard, which pieces were made of nuts and bolts. Not too bad. They found the chess set left in the Communication & Combat Information Center (CCIC). Who ever it was in the first place, they made good use of construction material after they had finished erecting the 'antenna farm' on top of Mt. Wuzhi, some years ago.

"And beside, we didn't agree on time limit, did we?" Josh added before finally saying. "Knight takes Rook, Check."

"Gosh, I saw it coming for the last 5 minutes."

Then suddenly their electronic device gave out some beeping sound. Both heads turned immediately.

"What?" The both rose and headed to the terminal.

"Two radar contacts! Distance 800 miles. Bearing seven-niner-zero. IFF ident not squawking. They're not ours. " Lance Corporal Josh said in the usual military tone.

"What is it?" Revi enlarged the screen. Zooming in on the said unknown vessel.

"Computer analysis suggest a medium size surface vessels."

"Could be pirates."

"Well, damn, haven't seen one of those in years. All right, keep tracking. I'll rouse the Captain and send this date to WHITE BASE."

Then, their Captain entered the CCIC.

"What is it?"

"Sir, surface radar contact. Headed into the South China Sea if they continue on this trajectory."

Josh: "Should we attempt to make contact, sir?"

Captain: "Negative. All right, activate the UCAV*, we'll get real time surveillance on it first. But put the rest of the air squadron on alert, and spin up our defense. Let's not be surprised gents."

Revi: "Yes, sir."

Captain: "Have you relay this to White Base?"

Revi: "Just about to sir, doing it now."

Within minutes from their base in Hainan, a single medium size unmanned aircraft took off vertically from a hidden camouflage hangar, and blast off through the skies...meanwhile in the ruin of the ancient city, the electronics of 12 larger UCAV spoon up, readying itself for combat action...

"If they're pirates, we'll sink their ass into the bottom of the ocean."

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UCAV = Unmanned Combat Aerial Vehicle.

[Union of Independant Republics]

Russian State library, Moscow, Russia
1400 hours

The group finally reached the records vault, they pull open the metal door, and walk in. "Spread out. Find any information you can on the prewar military." The lead soldier said, pulling open one of the drawers, and sifting through its contents. The others did the same, searching through the documents, and placing some in their tactical hard cases so they can safely be brought back to Polis to be checked by analysts, and catalogued for future reference.




Metro 2, exact location unknown presumably under the Kremlin

The Spetsnaz carefully followed the tracks in the center of the tunnel, their Night vision illuminating the darkness. Before the war Metro 2 was only a myth, and it still was among the citizens of polis. Metro 2 was the secret metro tunnel to be used by the Russian government to flee to polis from Moscow during the nuclear exchange, and it remained a safe secret route into the city. Of course a massive reinforced blast door blocked the way to polis to prevent any "undesirables" who stumbled upon the metro gaining access. With the nuclear winter over their objective was to secure the tunnel so technicians can restore power, and they were to secure any sensitive information in the kremlin.

Echo and Beta Squad Leader-Valdimer Nogovich and Ivan Kengorov
Inside the Kremlin

When the Men Entered the Building They Began to Search the Rooms for Documents.They Heard a Noise and Paused. Ivan Nodded to the others and Proceeded Forward.He Soon Came to a Large Iron Door which he Presumed was the Records Vault.He Gestured to the Other men and they approached the door. "I think its Locked...we May need to use the explosives.....Hold on(Door Opens)...well then its already open.....which means someone has been here Before us." Right then the Radio Cracked"Sir i just Saw Several Jets Fly over the City......we Need to Inform High Command" The Pilot of the Hind Said in a Shocked Tone of Voice. Ivan and Vald Stood for a Moment and said "We Will Proceeded Under Ground......Will begin Exploring the Metro's...Will Return in a Few Days...Over and Out" Soon the Men Entered the Dark Metro and Began to Find Signs of Human Life.

St. Valdosoiki,Russia
August 24th, 2415
6 Pm Eastern European Time
Yuri Had Fallen asleep in his Office and was in the Middle of a Nightmare when a Guard Woke him.The Dream was of his Wife and Daughter being Engulfed by Nuclear Inferno.Yuri Stood up and Nearly Killed the Guard until he Realized who it was. he Put the guard down and Asked "What is it?"
the Guard Struggled to his Feet and said "Three Jets were Seen Leaving Moscow.....and they may be heading this way." Yuri Moved to his Desk and Pulled out a Cigar and Lit it and said "Order Our Air Forces to Head out.....have our Armed forces Ready......Send Everyone to the Bomb Shelters."
Yuri wasn't taking any Chances with the Unknown Forces Approaching His City.

St. Valdosoiki Air Base
August 24th, 2415
7 pm Eastern European Time

The Air Base was a Rush of activity as men ran to their planes. while the air base only have five Jets they were Su-50's Russian Stealth Jets Designed to Combat the F-16 and Other American Jets. Three Havoc' Attack Helicopters Began Preflight Requirements and lifted off While the Jets Sped off into the Air Heading Toward the Unknown Jets.
If Humanity Ever Learned something from World War Three it was be Prepared for anything and everything.

[Union of Independant Republics]

Once the rocket arrived from the Atlantians final preperations were taking place, power was restored to tge command center using the device given to Ramius by the Atlantians general. "Today we bring humanity out of the darkness. With this satellite we will begin rebuilding humanity. Up until now we've been stuck in the darkness for centuries we didnt know if anyone else survived the atomic war. That changes today." Ramius said over a direct comm link to the cosmodrome, broadcasting his speech over the intercom. Once the fuel, and the satellite were loaded onto the rocket it was lifted onto the roller, and taken into position. "All systems are green. We are a go for the rocket launch." One of the technicians sitting at one of the computer consoles said as the scaffolding around the rocket began to lower. "Launching in 10.... 9.... 8.... 7.... 6...." At 6 the engines ignited, and smoke poured out of the rockets. "5.... 4.... 3.... 2.... 1.... We have liftoff!" A voice over the loudspeakers announced as the rocket lifted off the launch pad towards the sky. As the lone rocket streaked into the sky any nation with an advanced radar could pickup the rocket as it soared towards the heavens.

St. Valdosoiki,Russia
St. Valdosoiki Radar Station
The Crew of the Station were Busy Tracking the Unknown Jets when a Huge contact Appeared on their Screens. "What the Hell is That?" Asked one of them. "I Belive that's a Rocket.......Things just got even more interesting...Call up the President....Inform him of the situation."

[The blood ravens]

Moscow, The Kremlin

The men moved through the burned out husk of the Kremlin, the buildings halls filled with broken glass, and dirt from the many years of neglect. "Primary sweep done. No contacts to report." One of the men said. "Proceed into the metro. We need to sweep the tunnels." Reznov replied, leading his group into the tunnels.

PAK-FA, Approaching St. Petersburg

"I'm reading multiple radar contacts originating from St. Petersburg." The Pilot of the Mig-50 said, tapping the glass on the radar feed a few times. "Activate our IFF tags. If those are Russian jets we should be registered as friendly." One of the PAK-FA pilots said before activating his IFF followed by the others. Now the blips on the radar approaching the city were registered as friendly.

Upper atmosphere

As the rocker flew higher, and higher more parts were jettisoned. Once the rocket reached the designated orbit the satellite was released, and the rest of the rocket began falling back to earth.

[Alotopia]

"Sir! We have confirmed reports that our Russian friends have launched a satellite into orbit." Said an officer as he entered the briefing room.

"Thank you, LT" said Czer, "That development changes nothing. Tolfin you will lead your men into ruins of England. You will be supported by the Bane Brigade and AT-TC tanks. (Some of them have been moved from Geneva.) You goal is to find a spy satellite. I want to be able to listen in on most, if not all radio broadcasts from around the world..."

[Mercenaries Without Borders]

"Sir, Milan's fallout base is good. We're beginning the transfer from Libreville to Milan."
The Patriot answered back, "Good. Have Mia organize the effort. How long will it take to move everything?"
A logistics officer answered. "About two to three weeks sir, if our civilians are willing."
"That's good."
*********
Malcolm was overseeing the final repair of Slug units.
"Get these rolling to Geneva ASAP!" He yelled, "We gotta impress our new neighbors!"
Opening Milan's new blast doors, Slugs paired with Drifters and SHEDs meandered to the Patriot's location.

[The United Colonies of Earth]

Geneva, Switzerland
Edward listened to General Laher's response. "The plan is for you to meet with whoever it is, and gain Intel on them. Find out who they are and where they came from. Do not board that craft for any reason... Also, keep 4 military soldiers as bodyguards, and place the rest in a perimeter around the LZ. If the feces hits the oscillator then we will down the craft and take up the job of prisoners. Do you understand?"
A burst of heat flew over Edward's head. He looked up at the sky in surprise, just as something thudded.
Chief Valjean looked up at the sky in surprise. "What...is this?" he asked noone in particular, astonished.
"It's Atlantis," Edward said. "Chief Valjean, I need four of your men to stay with me, and the rest have to fan out around the park."
The Chief took his orders at once. "Yes, Edward. Men-- go! Sergeant Faison, you and the others have to stay with Ed. The rest of you, set up a perimeter. Jean, Katherine, get back."
"Might as well go back to the radio station," muttered Jean. "C'mon, Kati."
Back at Evacuation Park, as Jean and Katherine walked off toward the radio tower looming to the east, an aircraft landed. Out came some soldiers who secured the area.
"Hello," Edward said.
At the radio station, Jean scrolled through the recorded messages.
“To Switzerland from Libreville, we will come to you to Geneva. We are definitely willing to work with the Swiss. Hell, we’d work with anyone!”
He smiled faintly. Peace still exists, he thought.
Another message followed.
"This is Libreville. We are friendly, do not fire.
We are moving towards Geneva, offering supplies, weapons,
or anything you need. We are friendly!"
Katherine and Jean looked at each other.
"Let's respond," Jean suggested. His daughter moved to take the microphone, and said in a mixture of English and French, "Bonjour! This is Geneva Fallout City. We come en paix too and can you bring us stuff?"

[Greater Caprica]

South China Sea
Two destroyers and a research vessel sail across a flat ocean. Their hydrojets pushing them along with ease at over 59 knots. The two destroyers are escorting the RHS Siegfried. Only an hour and a half away from the Malaysia coastline, AI sensors detect a small bogey in bound to their current stat.

As the bogey came up onto the three vessels, it would witness a thin plasma shield enveloping the trio. Primary offensive weapons were offline, however, secondary defense systems were online. The destroyers main string cannons were offline. Plasmabaric and thermobaric weaponry was online, along with kinetic-based missile silos.

The Hawaiian Fleet livery was proudly displayed along the three ships hulls, with the flag proudly waving at the peaks.

RHS Golden Falcon
The bridge was filled with high tech software and mainframes. Bright white lights lit the bridge as the sun rays dipped into the large window displays, which were protected by a 5 inch thick transparent metallic alloy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0kGAz6HYM8
Throughout the bridge the Captain ordered a small tune to be played to relax him and his crew. Suddenly, the music died down and his radar officer cued him.

"Bogey coming in hot!"

A feminine AI voice interrupted the officer, along with a live feed from long range sensors flashing a 3D projection of the Malaysian probe in the central DRADIS display.

The captain turned, flabbergasted.

"My gods, what the hell is that! Turn to port and bring primary weapons online, order the RHS Hegemon to prep for defense. Send that thing a message!"

"Aye sir!" Alarms sounded throughout the vessel, a loud war horn played over the exterior comms. The crew rushed out, prepping for battle.

Message to Unidentified Probe
This is Captain Philip of the RHS Golden Falcon. We are a coalition of warships christened and operated under the Republic of Hawaii. State your intentions immediately or turn around!

Captain Philip turned from the comm and went up to his weaponry officers.

" Prep the EMP and disable that thing if it tries anything." He said.

OOC: post more soon.

[Alotopia]

Lol never mind

[Sabah]

Corporal Revi: "Whoa! Sir, radar contact picking up speed. Estimated to be around 60 knot."

Captain: "Roger that, how long before we got eyes on target?"

Lance Corporal Josh: "E.T.A 15 minutes sir. Shall we engaged hypersonic drive?"

CPT: "Negative. Let's not waste the fuel."

CPL Revi: "Sir, we're receiving incoming transmission sir!"

CPT: "On speaker."

Voice on Speaker: [*** unknown foreign language****]

CPT: "Get the computer to translate this thing!"

LCPL: "One second sir. Setting the computer for auto translation. Here we go."

Voice on Speaker and text on Screen (Voice to Text Translation):

"This is Captain Philip of the RHS Golden Falcon. We are a coalition of warships christened and operated under the Republic of Hawaii. State your intentions immediately or turn around!"

CPT: "My Gods. Hawaii?"

CPL Revi: "Sir, SPY System indicates electronic and weapons system on both radar contact are coming up online. Looks like they've detected our drones. Should we launch the air squadron?"

CPT: "No, not yet, we are not to fire unless fired upon."

LCPL Josh: "E.T.A 13 minutes out sir."

CPT: "Is our line secure?"

CPL: "Yes sir, this channel is masked sir, if they can trace us, they wont find us that fast."

CPT: "All right, open the international channel."

LCPL Josh: "All yours, sir."

CPT: "Ahoy, RHS Golden Falcon, this is Captain Alexander Aldren of the New ASEAN Alliance. We are from the White Rose Fallout Center Initiative. Be advised, your armada is entering White Rose controlled territory, and well within our effective coverage, and we will be monitoring your activity. Now state your intentions of entering the South China Sea."

[Greater Caprica]

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[Greater Caprica]

"Ahoy, RHS Golden Falcon, this is Captain Alexander Aldren of the New ASEAN Alliance. We are from the White Rose Fallout Center Initiative. Be advised, your armada is entering White Rose controlled territory, and well within our effective coverage, and we will be monitoring your activity. Now state your intentions of entering the South China Sea."

South China Sea
Captain Philips brow ruffled, before realizing the situation.

"We are here to escort and guard a scientific operation for a follow up on the documentation of white domes within the Malaysia region." He paused momentarily. Tying the loose ends together before coming to a final conclusion: Those domes weren't just warehouses or anything of the like. But a full fledged colony...

"Hold on Captain Aldren!" Philip said, contacting the research vessel. Seconds later, a whiney, nerdy high pitched male voice entered the line.

"Is this thing on?" The whiney voice said. A second voice was apparent, whispering in the background. "Yes it is you fool!" The second voice said.

"Yes yes...this is Doctor Falgro, I am the lead scientist in this operation! It is much pleasure to meet you!" The sound of papers ruffling in the background, ear deafening, crinkled loudy into the comm. "This is truly exciting! We come...we come in peace! Yes!" Suddenly a large crashing noise interrupted him mid-sentence. A lamp came shattering to the floor and the sounds of broken glass could be heard over the comm.

"Oh my...this is so exciting." The doctor continued stammering on. Paying no attention to the remains of the lamp. "By any chance Mr.Aldren, is your center of city...or populace located at these coords!" He then recited the exact coords to White Rose's location.

"If my calculations are correct, you are its inhabitants! Please please, sorry for the guns. They wouldn't let me go without them..." He then went away from the mike, shouting at his comrades to tell the two destroyers to stand down. "Yes...duh...we want to make friends. Shut those things off silly."

"Please, let us share a hand of friendship. We bring many gifts and hope to make friends!" Doctor Falgro said gleefully.

The comm switched back over to Captain Philip. "Yes, sorry about that. These scientist have been cooped up in labs and dont get out much, excuse us for his.... odd tendencies. If you are in agreement with Doctor Falgros proposals, we are eager to get underway."

[Mercenaries Without Borders]

Geneva, Switzerland
Edward listened to General Laher's response. "The plan is for you to meet with whoever it is, and gain Intel on them. Find out who they are and where they came from. Do not board that craft for any reason... Also, keep 4 military soldiers as bodyguards, and place the rest in a perimeter around the LZ. If the feces hits the oscillator then we will down the craft and take up the job of prisoners. Do you understand?"
A burst of heat flew over Edward's head. He looked up at the sky in surprise, just as something thudded.
Chief Valjean looked up at the sky in surprise. "What...is this?" he asked noone in particular, astonished.
"It's Atlantis," Edward said. "Chief Valjean, I need four of your men to stay with me, and the rest have to fan out around the park."
The Chief took his orders at once. "Yes, Edward. Men-- go! Sergeant Faison, you and the others have to stay with Ed. The rest of you, set up a perimeter. Jean, Katherine, get back."
"Might as well go back to the radio station," muttered Jean. "C'mon, Kati."
Back at Evacuation Park, as Jean and Katherine walked off toward the radio tower looming to the east, an aircraft landed. Out came some soldiers who secured the area.
"Hello," Edward said.
At the radio station, Jean scrolled through the recorded messages.
“To Switzerland from Libreville, we will come to you to Geneva. We are definitely willing to work with the Swiss. Hell, we’d work with anyone!”
He smiled faintly. Peace still exists, he thought.
Another message followed.
"This is Libreville. We are friendly, do not fire.
We are moving towards Geneva, offering supplies, weapons,
or anything you need. We are friendly!"
Katherine and Jean looked at each other.
"Let's respond," Jean suggested. His daughter moved to take the microphone, and said in a mixture of English and French, "Bonjour! This is Geneva Fallout City. We come en paix too and can you bring us stuff?"

Malcolm heard the small voice over radio while enjoying a cup of coffee.
He laughed to himself. Hearing a child's naive voice was the last thing he'd thought he would ever hear over radio. Since being a child soldier, he hasn't heard nor seen a child for years.
"Bonjour! Ah, that's all the French I know. Hello! My name is Malcolm. I'm from Libreville, Gabon. Who do I have the pleasure of talking to?" he asked.

[Sabah]

"How should we respond to that, Captain?"

"I have no idea Corporal Revi.Get me Command. We need to relay this first and ask for direction."

"Sir, drone is in visual range. Images on the screen #3." His Lance Corporal said. On the two monitor, the distinct shape of the ocean going vessel hundreds of miles away, finally came into view. Exploration was his specialty, but in his entire 8 years of service, he has never been contacted by foreign survivors. Combat was also his specialty, they fought with pirates before.

But Foreign policy and international relations, this was something the officials from the city should conduct.

"RHS Golden Falcon, Doctor Falgro, please maintain present velocity and trajectory. We will get back to you. I do not have the authority to make the final decision. I will pass your offer to my city. However, I do need to remind you, that your current heading will bring you deeper into our outer defenses coverage. If your vessels have hostile intentions, if you begin firing on us, then we have no choice but to retaliate in like. You have been warned. If not, you and your people are welcome to the New South East Asia region, or what was left of it."

[Greater Caprica]

South China Sea
Captain Philip replied to Captail ,"That is affirmative. You have my word no harm will be done Captain Aldren." Philip turned back away from the DRADIS display, his X.O. was beside him to greet him.

"This is a surprising turn of events Ryan." His friend, John, the X.O. said.

"Yes it is..." He said with a sigh. "I'm too old for this s**t. At least mentally." Philip said.

"Want me to take over Captain?" John was young, both physically and mentally. He was only 20.

John hailed the RHS Armadillo, the research vessel. "Dr.Falgro, do we have the data package in the logs for our friends?"

"Yessir! Lemme get my assistant to find them." Said Falgro.

"Good. Should these truly be friendlies we'll hand it over to them so we gain their trust. I want you to review the logs to make sure their accurate and ready to go." John said.


The trio of ships continued their journey inward deeper into White Rose's territory as per requested. Primary weapons offline, but with minimal defense systems on just in case. As the trio of ships approached the shore of Malaysia they reduced speed...waiting for farther instructions.

OOC: me and UCE had a chat on how this would work out
Antioch, California
The seal team squad quietly made their way toward the settlement, careful not to be too noticeable.

Staff Sergeant Jacobs had them lay down as a bright light glanced over in their general direction. Hiding amidst dead palm trees and decayed suburban houses they slowly entered the settlement.

"Leeroy, you go first!" Jacos said, motioning him to get up and dive into the crowd to blend in anonymously with his hand. Leeroy dove in first, followed by their comrades and lastly Jacobs himself.

They walked around the Antioch settlement, taking in everything they saw, touch, heard, and transmitted it back to the RHS Vecna. They walked in a loose group spread about amongst the crowd of refugees. Speaking fluently in the native spanglish tongue.

"We need to find somewhere to stay while we're here." Pausing to take in the sights around him. "Sergeant, are the locals accepting of strangers?"

"I believe so. However its a bit early."

"We have to take a gamble. Follow my lead, and get the rest of the boys to follow me. Im famished after that crap the crew fed us in the sub."

"Yes sir." He said in a mumbled spanglish voice.

The group of men made their way to a decent shabby house. Jacobs politely knocked on the door and waited for a reply.

[Premier Thomas Willette]

Radio Operator Station, Neo-Soviet City-State of Novobirsk, 1421 hours, Feb 10 2416

It was a typical day in the settlement, and the Radio Station's attenae has recently been upgraded, extending another 10 meters into the air. Skunger, when faced with it, was pretty sure that it was a waste of precious resources, and that everyone else had died in the nuclear winter. However, a sense of excitement in the air hung around in the ROS as testing began, with all the officials attending. When the radio was turned on, the usual crackling could be heard. The was silence as the operator turned the knob, and eventually a small voice could be heard! They were wide eyed but attentively silent as a foreign language was spoken in a warning like tone. The operator scribbled down the sound, and as soon as that the transmission was over.

They all jumped up and began to cheer loudly, and Skunger grabbed one of the telecoms, and spoke to an secretary "Turn on the loudspeaker, with the message that outside civilization has been contacted. Then, play the anthemn." Almost instantly, a nervous voice came over the grey megaphone attached to the wall, confirming the discovery. Secondly, "Sing for the Motherland" filled the chambers as the message ended.

State Library, N-S C-S of Novomirsk, 1500 hours

Skunger rushed around with others, searching for a translation. Eventually, in a 400 year old, dusty, red leather bound book, they found a dictionary that fit the recording. Apparently, it read in a language known as Hawaiian and said, "This is Captain Philip of the RHS Golden Falcon. We are a
coalition of warships christened and operated under the Republic of Hawaii. State your intentions immediately or turn around!"
"My God! It is safe to live on the surface!" said Skunger. "Quick, look up where this Hawaii is located."

A quick look up in a old map later

"About 6000 miles away, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, sir."
"Send a message back, immediately. Translate it into Hawaiian first. It should read "Hello. We are the Neo-Soviet City-State of Novobirsk, approximately 6000 miles away in the Siberian wilderness. We have recently recieved a signal via radio originating from Captain Philip of the HRS Golden Falcon. Reply to confirm transmission. Over."
The assistant ran to the nearest telecom and immediately brought the message up to the radio operator.

[Greater Caprica]

OOC: it wasnt necessarily a long range transmission. however, since you put effort into your post I'll respond. For the most part Hawaii is on the down low atm though.
Siberia Coast, Russia
For several decades, the Republic of Hawaii had long established outpost in Siberia, and Alaska to supply it with necessary raw minerals. One such comms officer was in the port tower smoking a heavy cigar, despite it being against regulations. Nobody was around after all, and it was 3 am.

He leaned back in his chair enjoying the sweet tobacco. Suddenly, he slipped, his hand slamming down on the comms system. The antenna on the port tower quickly received the RHS Golden Falcons transmission to the White Rose settlement and shortly broadcasted it across Eastern Russia and China.

In a heavy russian accent he cussed as he tumbled onto the floor. The soldier quickly flipped the transmission keys off. Realizing his f*** up, he quickly glanced around him. Making sure nobody was near him. An eery silence set in. Suddenly, a transmission originating from Novobirsk, Russia chimed in. He jumped before hesitating in his drunken demeanor. He listened, puzzled for a moment.

Now, he had grown up in this skimpy Hawaiian outpost all his life since then. The port was established in 2201 and was worn down through time. Some surrounding building were being refitted, while others were rusted and old age was setting in. He had little education suffice for his military training. Hell, it was much better working here than living out in the cold northern Russian wasteland.

He sat in silence for a moment, before replying in a heavy russian.

"Who da fak iz dis?"

Meanwhile, his Staff Sergeant had awoken, and was rushing to the port tower after he heard the commotion. This would be an interesting night indeed.

[Premier Thomas Willette]

Novobirsk ROS, 1910 hours

The radio operator for the shift heard a second transmission that read, in a obviously faked heavy Russian accent, "Who the f*** is this?". Acting independently and determining the message was not of immediate concern, recorded the message and replied. "This is the Neo-Soviet City-State of Novobirsk. I repeat, this is the Neo-Soviet City-State of Novobirsk. Over."

Novobirsk Airlock, 1700 hours

For the first time in 300 years, the outside airlock was opened. The room was rusty, being in disuse for three centuries. 19 men, including Skunger, wrapped up in layers of fur, and covered in polyethelene (OOC: It works well as radiation shielding) and donning gas maks, geigometers in hand, stepped out of the settlement. They began to trudge through the multiple inches of snow, scanning the ground for irradiated particles. Soon, they determined that it was safe and slowly pulled off their masks. Skunger was the first to breath the pristine air, it was frigid, an experience they have never had before. Others were more reluctant, fearing a slow death from radiation sickness. Eventually, the were all taking deep breaths in the cold air.

Later on in the evening, they returned with the news that survival on the surface was confirmed. A handful of workers were sent up to paint and fix up the airlock. The few motorized vehicles they had, running on ethanol produced from the corn in the greenhouses, were double checked to operate fine. They were to send an expedition westwards with a copy of the blueprints for a rocket to search for nearby civilizations. In addition, workers would expand the settlement above ground, where it would be easier to build. They had nearby forests for wood and according to old records in the past, oil reserves, uranium deposits and old metal ore mines, in addition to very old production and refinement plants left behind by the old Soviet regime.

[Greater Caprica]

Siberia Coast, Russia
Port Maku Loui
"This is Seargeant Artur..." the words were slurred and barely audible. Suddenly, commotion could be heard in the background and a thick, Hawaiian english (American accent) voice interrupted him.

"What the hell Arthur." There was an awkward pause between the tranmission as the line was temporarely cut. Then the tranmission was back up with. "This is Staff Sergeant Sadowski. Squad leader in conjuction with the Hawaiian Army Corps. To whom am I speaking to? Please restate your locale!"