No Longer Alone (IC)

by **Organized States** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 2:40 am

Air Force One, above Fairford, Organized States, June 30th, 2024

"Mr. President, we have to go to November 8" said the Secret Service Agent as the plane lifted off from the runway at Adams Air Force Base, near Fairford, the Capital of the Organized States.

"Is this about the meteor shower?" asked the stunned and confused President.

"Mr. President, we can say for a fact, that those are not meteors." said Lt. General LeCrelec, head of the Organized States Air Force's Space Command as he walked into the secure conference room onboard the Boeing 747.

"Sir, they appear to be slowing down for impact. This is not a meteor shower. We believe this might be first contact." said Abdul Farizi, the Farsi man that the President had recently chosen to head the National Space Exploration Agency.

"So what, Aliens? " said the President, visibly shocked by what these esteemed men were saying.

"Yes, sir. The pictures don't lie." said LeCrelec as he tossed a stack of pictures on the conference table, showing satellite pictures from the Organized States' space based telescopes that clearly showed movement in outer orbit.

"We go into DEFCON 2, NOW. I want the National Guard and the reserves called up, and I want fighters in the air. How long do we have?" asked the President as he picked up the phone and began to dial his Quebecadan friends to the north.

"24 hours, sir. I'll get right on it." said General LeCrelec as he left the room.

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 2:55 am

CYDRON PLANETFALL
FORTY KILOMETRES SOUTH OF DA NANG, VIETNAM
3:24AM LOCAL TIME

A drop pod roars through the skies like thunder, carrying five Cydron warriors. Fire glows upon its sides like a bright star in the sky. Except this "star" is careening towards the planet at several hundred metres per second. The warriors are part of a small survey team to hunt for the element known as Green Glow-and-Explodey.

The pod crashes through the jungle floor and slams into the ground at high speed, leaving behind a crater of considerable size. For a moment, all seems silent. Suddenly, without any prior warning, a holographic search beam illuminates the area, hunting for any potential threat to the team on-board. Reading no legible threat from the nearby environment, the doors to the pod open and out walk the Cydrons, donning their signature battlesuits. Stomping off into the jungle with a cart carrying survey equipment, the aliens come across a small village in the distance...

by **Office of Naval Intelligence Section 3** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 3:11 am

Odin's Eye, Classified Military Briefing Room, June 30, 2024

"President Ford, I believe we have a situation brewing in Vietnam, and it involves the so-called "meteor shower" we spotted. After probing the so-called meteors with our orbital SAR arrays, we detected metallic and even electronic signals emanating from the shower. We believe it would be prudent to deploy our combat harness equipped special forces to the region using our new cargo planes. We can order a HALO insertion if necessary in order to maintain stealth."

"Thank you, general Smith. I agree with the necessity to deploy the new combat harnesses through HALO jumps into the region, and get me in touch with the commander of the special forces. We need to get to the bottom of this ASAP. Dismissed."

"Yes sir."

by **Hotgrat** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 4:52 am

Hotgratian Military Defence Center, New Investa.
Room 23.
19:36 local time.

"What the heck do you mean with THAT, Corporal?! Are you saying there are some sort of meteors falling? And why does that bother us in any way?"

The lieutenant was angry. There were meteors falling, which seemed of no matter at all to the HMDC, but this low ranked soldier had barged into his office, demanding the mobilisation of the 5th, 7th and 11th Air Group's. It seemed really useless, frankly. Why bother with meteors?

"Sir, i'm just saying that-"

"Oh, just stop it.", the lieutenant interupted. "You know what? Fine. Just to grant you this, i'll order 5th Air Group mobilised. Ok? Now, never bother me again. Unless you can confirm those meteors actually are hostile."

The Corporal seemed to lit up, and bowed before exiting the room. Then he realised: Why was he worrying about those meteors? ...Oh well, the 5th AG needed some air time anyway. They hadn't been in the air for a lot of weeks.

HMAB Freerunner, South of New Investa.
Hangar 2, Base of the 5th AG.
19:45 local time.

"Heads up boys, we are getting airborn."

The sudden yell made the whole hangar spring to life. From just silence, with everyone playing cards, darts and the like, to now full blown running to the planes. Within a minute, the first plane started taxing out. Soon followed by the remaining planes, until only one plane remained. It was a pretty rusty one, which was to be expected. Why? Becuase it was a HIF-3, in service since 2013. It had served for a whopping 11 years! Soon, the plane taxied out as well, to join the remaining planes waiting on the runway, or already taking off.

The HIF-3, or as it's callsign was, Whale 10, reached the runway and lined up. It was the last plane to take off, the rest were already in the air. The radio light started flashing. He pushed a button to open the comms.

"HFJ-34, callsign Whale 10, this is MATC NI-3 are you ready for take off?"
The ATC's voice was stressed. No surprise, when an air unit had to be launched, it was to happen quick. No delays.
"MATC NI-3, this is HFJ-34, callsign Whale 10, affirmative. Taking off on your order."
The response was pretty stressed too. After all, a fighter pilot was trained to take off ASAP if given the order to do so.
"Whale 10, takeoff granted. Go, go, go!"
The pilot raised the throttle to maximum, and the plane began to take off. After take off, he rounded up with his teammates from Whale, Eternal, Hermaster, Poison and Oracle.

"Whale 10, Whale 3. Nice takeoff there."
He forgot he didn't close his comms channel. He was about to reply to that, when another communication came in.
"Whale 10, Whale 1. Formation."
Which meaned that Whale 1 ordered Whale 10 to get into formation.
"Whale 1, Whale 10. Understood."

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 5:44 am

by **Marxist Vietnam** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 6:32 am

OOC

by **Turmenista** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 8:49 am

"The Pyramid" DoD building, Haven Is., Turmenista.
Blake Rodriguez

"What is with all the sudden meteor showers?" I ask, gazing at the sky. Every so often, a meteor would streak past the sky. "That's a lot of wishes being made.." I say to myself.

"Our astronomers are trying to figure out a reason for these showers. One even suspects aliens.." My chief Space Advisor said, sitting at my desk. "Just in case, I think you should call back some of of the forces in our controlled Afghanistan. We are hearing of reports of landings all the way in Viet Nam.."

"Right. But Mr, DuPont, if it is... Aliens.. Which is unlikely, do you think we will be prepared?" I ask him. "That's up to your decision, sir."
He stood up and left.

"Wait." I say. "The meteors seem to be slowing down drastically as the enter." I watch, carefully. From my Altitude, I could see one Landing on Fort Xu island,
The most well defended island out of all 4 islands. "One might have landed at the Black Mesa desert at Xu." I say, picking up the phone to dial Xu AFB. We needed boots on the ground there NOW.

by **New Rhodinia** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 8:55 am

ALERT! Unidentified objects impacting Earth!

The headline ran across the bottom of the LED screen. The reporter frantically tried to position herself to get a decent shot of the object, when suddenly another one shot across the sky far into the forest beyond. Screams of terror can be heard filling the streets of some of New Rhodinia's most populated cities.

Then, the TV shut off.

Junius Maximus III leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temple firmly while the rest of the conference room sat in deep silence. He turned his chair slightly to face the rest of his cabinet, many of which were petrified in their seats. He eyed his heirs, his consuls, his Pontifex, and everyone else in the room, with a serious look in his eye.

"Well?" Junius broke the silence. The conference room kept their lips sealed. He looked to his heirs: silent. His consuls: silent. No one dared to speak up.

"So that's it then? We're just going to lay here on our asses and let this threat tear our empire to shreds?" Junius was becoming more and more frustrated with the lack of response. His Quaestor, Cnaeus Cornelius Iovinus, shifted in his chair, looked to see if anyone else would stand and then stood up.

"Imperator," He said and saluted as respectful as possible. "I know it isn't particularly my field of expertise, but before we make a solid decision on this we need to finalize our nation's infrastructure first. I mean, let's face it: this cabinet is a work in progress, our military is far below average compared to the rest of the world, and aside from this alliance we're in, we have no one else to turn to." He took a brief pause and a breath. "I... love this country. I would gladly put my life on the line to keep it alive and everyone in it. But we need to look at this rationally. We are NOT prepared to fight these invaders."

As soon as Cnaeus finished speaking, he stood up as well, leaned his hands on the table and threw his gaze straight across the table.

"I understand where you're coming from. I do. But whatever is happening outside that window is threatening not only us but the entire globe. We have very little to work with, I get that; our military isn't the greatest in the world nor is our economy. But my father, may the gods find him peace, told me something that I've based everything I have ever done as Emperor on: 'You don't win anything if you don't commit anything.' If we sit this one out, we are going against everything we stand for and believe. We're a peaceful nation. We try to avoid war. TRY. But it is clear that if we face extreme situations such as this, we need to give 110%." Junius took his own breath and looked around. "Does everyone understand?"

His cabinet murmured to each other and they all ultimately nodded in acknowledgement. Junius straightened up as Cnaeus slowly took his seat, satisfied with the response.

"Good. Let's get planning then. I want a full report on whoever can pitch in. I want everyone on this ASAP." He said as he collected his things and walked out.

by **Turmenista** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:08 am

Black Mesa Desert Xu Is., Turmenista
Turmenistan cavalry soldiers rushed to the site of impact, with them was 1 Honey Badger light tank, fitted with a 120mm rifled gun and ADS, and 3 other HBs with 40mm auto cannons.

Commander Sergeant Ali Dupree

Ali pulled down his binoculars, looking at the impact of the object. The honey badgers were in place, blending into the night and the Mesa with their dark reddish-tan HEXCAM. His whole company was literally Dug in to the sand, only their rifle barrels and helmet lights visible from under the sand.

"What the shit are we dealing with.." He stared at the smoke, waiting for an answer.

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:11 am

CYDRON COMMAND SHIP BRIDGE
APPROXIMATELY 600,000 KILOMETRES IN TERRAN ORBIT

The Cydron leader, Dad, is sat in a tall chair facing a hologram of planet Earth. Where Vietnam is supposed to be is a red dot, indicating the presence of Cydron troops in the country. Soon, he believes, the Cydrons will overrun planet Earth in their long search for GGE. They've already torn apart whole solar systems in search of it, and have quite a stockpile of the radioactive element. But any good Cydron knows that you can never have enough GGE. While Dad does not quite share the same sentiment as his ilk, he respects its weapon-making capability and power generation - and its obtainment is a good excuse for galactic conquest. In the eyes of a Cydron, at least.

Suddenly, several other blips appear on the geoscape. Not Cydron - these ones are different. Dad examines the geoscape with interest - and the presence of these new contacts.

"It seems we are not the only space farers here..."

by **Turmenista** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:19 am

Low Earth Orbit

"Mercury, you have visual of the bogey?" The radio said. The astronaut responded with: "Holy hell, that is huge.." The radio line went silent. "Return to the station, NOW." "Told you it was aliens.." The astronaut growled, grabbing the line to the small Space station. "This is not good, whatever it is, looks like something out of a sci fi movie.."

Eradinus Is., Turmenista.
More "meteors" seemed to be coming down on the small island in Turmenista known as Eradinus. One had landed quite violently in the mountainous island's tallest mountain. The local villagers took matters into their own hands, grabbing whatever weapon the could to defend their home, and heading up to the island.

One small boy effortlessly hopped up the rocky cliffs, eager to get a glimpse of what landed. Was it a friendly alien? A magic space rock?

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:29 am

40 KILOMETRES OVER XU ISLAND
UPPER EARTH ATMOSPHERE

Three scout fighters are travelling across the sky at hypersonic speed, scouring the islands below. With their high-powered LIDAR, they pick up the Cydron pod that travelled to the island to search for GGE, but they also notice the enemy tanks dug into cover...

"You see da scouty-pod in sandy-land?"
"I see da scouty-pod! Da slender-men got dem surrounded!"
"Only four! Only four! Wanna go splat 'em?"
"Yeah! Let's go splat 'em!"

With that, the fighters turn towards the ground and enter a steep dive, arming their powerful laser cannons and missile systems to use against the enemy tanks...

by **Turmenista** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 9:41 am

Black Mesa Desert, Xu AFB

The sergeant turned to the sound of engines approaching. "Fast movers?! GET THE TANKS OUT OF
HERE."
The tanks, including his fired their ADSs. The 40mm autocannon could usually track air targets, but not at this speed..

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 10:15 am

XU DESERT

"We gettin' blasted by fire waves!"
"I'm trackin' da slender-cars! Launchin' screamies now!"
"I'll get 'im wiv my kill-light!"
"Wot you doin' shootin' at 'em without me?!"

As the fighters approach, two strafe the enemies on the ground with their rapid-fire laser cannons, while another launches its air-to-surface missiles at the tanks. Seven Cydron soldiers burst out of the pods, accompanied by a much larger, four-legged tank armed with a large rifled gun and several anti-personnel Gatling lasers.

"We gonna stomp da slender-men into paste!"

by **Alystan** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 10:19 am

Parliament of Alystan, Joint Meeting of the Cabinet and the Members of Alystan
"Sir, we've detected an astronomical disturbance in our Earth's atmosphere!" one of the members of Alystan who rushed in late and shuffled his papers on his desk.
"what disturbance?" Questioned the President Eli Amir
"Well, it seems the meteor showers are not meteor showers, because it doesn't slow dow-"
"Slow down, so you're saying that these meteor showers are intelligent????"
"Precisely, it could be extraterrestrial"
Eli Amir looks at his photo of his wife and son, deep in thought.

A minute later, he comes up a quote that changes the face of Allston.

"Fellow parliamentarians, the fate of humanity rests on our ingenuity, engineering skills, and our fear of what kept our human race alive for so long. Even though our history of earth is often scary and violent, we still have the ability and belief in progress. As of today, I shall declare Alystan state of emergency, issue a draft for the military for able bodied men and woman. This is not a fight against the extraterrestrials, this is a fight for survival, and to tell them that we are not and never will be humiliated and enslaved by them."

He finishes the speech, and the people of Alystan clap and cheer, while some of them are uttering sayings from then Bible, Koran, and Torah.

Eli Amir heads to the secret room with the members of the Cabinet and the important heads of the military.

by **Turmenista** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 11:22 am

Blakullar wrote:XU DESERT

"We gettin' blasted by fire waves!"
"I'm trackin' da slender-cars! Launchin' screamies now!"
"I'll get 'im wiv my kill-light!"
"Wot you doin' shootin' at 'em without me?!"

As the fighters approach, two strafe the enemies on the ground with their rapid-fire laser cannons, while another launches its air-to-surface missiles at the tanks. Seven Cydron soldiers burst out of the pods, accompanied by a much larger, four-legged tank armed with a large rifled gun and several anti-personnel Gatling lasers.

"We gonna stomp da slender-men into paste!"

BLACK MESA DESERT, XU IS.

"Holy SHIT!" The tank by Ali exploded in a burst of colorful lights. The craft were low enough to be visible, so the AA Badgers opened fire. The troops dug in the sand had bigger problems. An anti-materiel rifle wouldn't do much to a walker of that size... But the tank might.

The infantry ran away when the red? Lasers of the walker's Gatling gun fired at them. The honey badger fired its 120mm rifled gun, but there was an energy shield?!

by **The Remnants of Kobol** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 11:38 am

Roughly 1/8th a lightyear from Earth
Aboard Cylon Basestar #162

"Brother, the Hybrid has picked up electronic activity in the nearby system. It also saw this..." The Five pointed a screen where a short news clip showed several humans seemingly discussing an armed conflict behind them.

"Humans? So this Earth isn't just another load of crap the priests were feeding their flock after all." With his general look of disgust towards anything Human, Cavil turned to the controls and began transferring data around. "I presume we're all still in agreement that the humans need to be exterminated?" Not seeing any disagreement, he put his hands in the pool and commanded the Basestar to jump.

The Basestar flashed into existence just behind the moon of the planet. "DRADIS contacts. Lots." A Four mentioned to Cavil.

"What are they? Battlestars?" Cavil asked as an open question.

"We don't know. We've never seen anything like it. There are hundreds of small contacts, simply orbiting the planet. Possibly defense drones. A few light craft that seem to be maneuvering around, and one large ship. Still getting readings but appears to be about Battlestar sized." A Two spoke up.

"Very well. Dispatch some raiders. If these targets prove hostile, we terminate them. Otherwise, we're here to step down on humanity's throat. Any questions?" Cavil looked around with a bit of a sadistic grin on his face. "Good, let's get this genocide on the road!"

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 11:48 am

XU DESERT

As the walker stomped through the sands of the foreign planet, a cannon round tore through the air and struck the mechanical beast on the side. The shock caused the machine to recoil to the right, but it quickly regained its balance. In ostensible anger, the machine turned its turret towards the assailant and fired its own 300mm gun at the hostile tank. Meanwhile, the Cydron troops lumbered through the desert wastes, shooting at enemy soldiers with their own laser cannons while a Screameychucker provided medium-range rocket support.

However, one of the fighter craft - struck by a high calibre shell - is knocked out of the sky and hurtles towards the surface. It slams into the sands as a smoking wreck, and the small, mustelid creature inside scampers out of the wreckage and runs towards the spider tank.

CYDRON COMMAND SHIP BRIDGE

"Dad!" screams one panicked Cydron. "We got aliens! Dey comin' to da ship!"

Dad looks at the panicking critter, and turns to the window. Sure enough, a group of foreign drones manoeuvres towards the ship. He then motions to the Cydron; "What are you waiting for, boy? Show them some hospitality and let them aboard."
"But what if dey blast us...?"
"Hasn't it occurred to you that if they wanted to blast us, they'd have done so from some distance? Now let them in."

by **Turmenista** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:41 pm

Blakullar wrote:XU DESERT

As the walker stomped through the sands of the foreign planet, a cannon round tore through the air and struck the mechanical beast on the side. The shock caused the machine to recoil to the right, but it quickly regained its balance. In ostensible anger, the machine turned its turret towards the assailant and fired its own 300mm gun at the hostile tank. Meanwhile, the Cydron troops lumbered through the desert wastes, shooting at enemy soldiers with their own laser cannons while a Screameychucker provided medium-range rocket support.

However, one of the fighter craft - struck by a high calibre shell - is knocked out of the sky and hurtles towards the surface. It slams into the sands as a smoking wreck, and the small, mustelid creature inside scampers out of the wreckage and runs towards the spider tank.

CYDRON COMMAND SHIP BRIDGE

"Dad!" screams one panicked Cydron. "We got aliens! Dey comin' to da ship!"

Dad looks at the panicking critter, and turns to the window. Sure enough, a group of foreign drones manoeuvres towards the ship. He then motions to the Cydron; "What are you waiting for, boy? Show them some hospitality and let them aboard."
"But what if dey blast us...?"
"Hasn't it occurred to you that if they wanted to blast us, they'd have done so from some distance? Now let them in."

Sergeant Ali was pronounced KIA When his tank was hit by a high velocity, 300mm tank shell. The light tank's reactive armor crumpled as the tank exploded from the inside, sending heated shrapnel everywhere.
The other 3 remaining Honey Badgers got into a phalanx, focusing their Autocannon fire into the Damaged walker.

Meanwhile..

"CHARGE!" The Other sergeant said, and the infantry rose of of the sand like monsters. Sharp bayonets were visible on their guns, as they engaged In extreme close quarter combat with the invaders. I.E: stabbing.

Corporal Wilkins, full of adrenaline, kicked sand into the invader's face. He lunged forward, a daring move, and stabbed the invader through his shield, penetrating the armor.

He emptied a clip into the beast, but soon found himself KIA As well..

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 12:51 pm

XU DESERT

The stabbed Cydron warrior utters a metallic scream as he falls dead to the ground. The walker, under heavy cannon fire, explodes spectacularly in a fireball and collapses to the ground, igniting its engine and causing a huge explosion, the shockwave knocking over anything close to the machine and throwing up a massive dust cloud. The fighters unleash another torrent of missiles and laserfire upon the enemy tanks while they are focused on the walker. The surviving Cydrons notice the charging soldiers and ignite their plasma blades, roaring as they leap from their positions to confront the enemy, intending to kill as many as possible...

by **Turmenista** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 1:17 pm

Blakullar wrote:XU DESERT

The stabbed Cydron warrior utters a metallic scream as he falls dead to the ground. The walker, under heavy cannon fire, explodes spectacularly in a fireball and collapses to the ground, igniting its engine and causing a huge explosion, the shockwave knocking over anything close to the machine and throwing up a massive dust cloud. The fighters unleash another torrent of missiles and laserfire upon the enemy tanks while they are focused on the walker. The surviving Cydrons notice the charging soldiers and ignite their plasma blades, roaring as they leap from their positions to confront the enemy, intending to kill as many as possible...

Xu AFB
The gunships roared to life, taking of from the helipads. Those troops in the desert stood no chance against those Aircraft strafing them. If they were to win this battle, they'd have to destroy those fast movers. Luckily, the pilots had something else up their sleeves...

by **Alystan** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 1:32 pm

In the secret meeting

"Gentlemen , have you drafted up, scenarios of alien invasions"
"Yes sir, we did, although secretly, by our military intelligence and civilian intelligence"
"Lemme see"
He looks over at a large projection

"An alien invasion usually happens when a spaceship is above Earth in space, so therefore, we must attack the spaceship"
"How?, there isn't any spaceships that are strong, we will obliterated"
"No, we won't, remember Project Thunderclap?"
"Its about training scientists in a desert how to find water, but we've been secretly setting up a type missile that will be helped with dynamiting in a hard rocky desert. We have set up long range rocks affected by the dynamite to race up in extremely[Tab=][/Tab] high speeds to space to release guided sticky bombs to blow up if any, the mothership"

"Alright, deploy Operation Thunderclap"

OOC: Sorry if I godmod, but Operation Thunderclap was from a national geographic documentary about alien invasion.

by **Marxist Vietnam** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 1:40 pm

Blakullar wrote:CYDRON PLANETFALL
FORTY KILOMETRES SOUTH OF DA NANG, VIETNAM
3:24AM LOCAL TIME

A drop pod roars through the skies like thunder, carrying five Cydron warriors. Fire glows upon its sides like a bright star in the sky. Except this "star" is careening towards the planet at several hundred metres per second. The warriors are part of a small survey team to hunt for the element known as Green Glow-and-Explodey.

The pod crashes through the jungle floor and slams into the ground at high speed, leaving behind a crater of considerable size. For a moment, all seems silent. Suddenly, without any prior warning, a holographic search beam illuminates the area, hunting for any potential threat to the team on-board. Reading no legible threat from the nearby environment, the doors to the pod open and out walk the Cydrons, donning their signature battlesuits. Stomping off into the jungle with a cart carrying survey equipment, the aliens come across a small village in the distance...

I might be gone for a short while after postage, I should be back within four hours. Is this OK?

OOC:

IC

Thua Thien Hue Air Defense and Air Space Control station

It's a rather calm night, there are only a few radar officers and air traffic controllers on duty. It's peace-time so most of the air defense batteries are only on watch-mode with minimum staff. A few bright lights cross the moon shined sky, "meteor showers" a young female officer comments. Blip, a blip briefly picked-up on the radar screen then gone. A few minutes later ... - "wow hooo, that one is going to hit near Da Nang" another officer comments as he look out the window and see a meteor rocket straight to the ground in a distance. A SA-17 Grizzly SAM unit briefly locked on and track the meteor before it hit the ground. "What the heck was that about?" one of the SAM crew comments as his team notice what just happened. "Don't know..." his friend comments with a shrug. The SA-17 SAM unit is on watch-mode which mean it only lock-on and track any metallic object that is approaching from the sky to its pre-setted "red zone" on the ground.

Small village near Da Nang, Vietnam

Most of the villagers are asleep, only sounds of crickets and other earthly insects can be hear along with the humid breeze. At local police post, night patrol police groups are doing their usual thing, smoking their cigarettes and chit chatting with each other. There are 3 teams, each has an officer and 2 local volunteers; the officer armed with a pistol while the volunteer only have batons. The police post has a weapon locker which houses about 15 SR-01 rifles with 50 magazines (30-round mag), 15 APS pistol with 50 magazines, some smoke grenades, and a few tear gas canisters. The post also has a small communication room to call for help when needed, but it never used.

The quiet night suddenly become not so quiet with dogs starting to bark rapidly, some even howl loudly and almost nonstop. "Something is up!" a police officer comments then signal for his 2 volunteers to get ready for a walk. They open the weapon locker and each take a SR-01 rifle, a couple of smoke grenades and a couple of tear gas canisters. They begin walking around the village and visit those barking dogs to see what's wrong with them.

- "Sir, there are someone wandering there!" a volunteer speak out loud, almost panic voice, while pointing at the forest just out side the village. The poor volunteer think he just saw ghosts.

The moon light is bright enough for all 3 of them to see just the silhouette of a group of a few people wandering in the forest. "The hell? what are they doing there at this time?" the officer comments then use his walky-talky to inform other 2 team: "comrades, there are some people wandering in the forest just west of the village, you copy?" officer 1 says
- "loud and clear. Need back up?" the other officers reply (officer 2)
- "Don't think so. I will see if I can help them, over!" the office 1 says
- "ok, and be careful. Bring them to the post for report after you are done with helping them" the other officer replies. (officer 3)
- "got it!" officer 1 says then he proceed to make contact with the wandering group in the forest.

As the team approaching the forest border, officer 1 yell out: "Hello! this is night patrol, do you need help?". Not hearing any respond the officer radio back to his comrades at the post

- "err guys, I asked for help but no respond. I can see them quite clearly now, they are actual people..." the office 1 says, stop just before saying "not ghosts"
- "ok, proceed with caution. My team is on the way, ok?" officer 2 replies
- "ok" officer 1 replies back before turn on his flashlight and slowly walk into the forest. His radio accidentally stuck on 2-way mode, meaning other 2 officers can hear him and what's going on.

Officer 2 and his team quickly prepare their equipment and head to team 1 location. Mean while at the forest, officer 1 slowly steps into the forest with a flashlight on one hand and his pistol in the other, his 2 volunteers turned on their shoulder mounted flashlights have their hands grip tightly on their rifles. Each step, they are getting closer to the wandering "people".

- "Hello, what can I... h..elp...you??..." The officer froze and babbling as soon as his eyes see the wandering "people" clearly, about 50 feet apart....
- "can you see them? what are they doing there? comrade? do you read me? hello?.." voice of other officers speak on his radio (officer 1).

by **Dukats** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 1:40 pm

Presidential Palace,Dukats City,Dukats

President John Wolfgang Ivanovich (Half russian and half german) looked at the meteor shower.Suddenly General Daniels with several members of the SS came in.General said

"President I must tell you something."

"What is it Daniels?"

"You see those meteors...Well they are alien space ships. "

"What?!?"

"It's true.We found out that they have landed in some parts of the planet.And they are not friendly."

"We need to begin Operation Exodus."

"Yes president.Bunker Lion is waiting for us." (Bunker Lion is a super secret bunker on a far away island.Its the presidents personal bunker. I won't reveal were it is)

"Once were there yet to reach any surviving goverments or rebel groups.We need to unite to stop these aliens."

"Sir,may I ask you what will happen to Dukats?"a young presidents guard asked

"Don't worry "President answered"That phase two of our plan."

by **Blakullar** » Tue Jul 01, 2014 2:06 pm

XU DESERT

The brutal fight in the desert is somewhat a losing battle for the Cydron soldiers, despite their bravery and technological superiority to their opponent. Despite killing large numbers of bayonet-wielding soldiers in the dusty mud-fight, they are dwindling in numbers and are soon to be overwhelmed. Making matters much worse for them is the retraction of air support, as the fighter jets rush to intercept the air targets they picked up on their radar.

DA NANG VILLAGE

The Cydron surveyors and the human volunteers are staring each other down; alarmed, but clever enough to recognise that the humans are of little threat. But with alien creatures it is inadvisable to take potentially deadly risks. Hence the standoff between the humans and the Cydrons.

"What do if more come?"
"Wot you tink? We leg it back to da scouty-pod and scarper back to Dad."
"Keep your eyes on da slender-men. If dey shoot first, splat 'em."

No Longer Alone (IC)

No Longer Alone (IC)

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