Picking up the Pieces

Hey,

To: One Korea
From: The Yankee Suns


The Yankee Suns accept you & yours into the fold.

To: Oktyabr
From: The Yankee Suns


We can lend you 1 Human & computer for your cause. We are deeply trouble by the use of Human slaves by this Omicron Wing.

@SKILORD please take 1 Human computer from orders number 7 for this.


Blaze Injun
 
Hey,

Part 1. The 3:04 Trip

Professor Peggy had made the journey to the Human Re-Education Camp Yplheim, now renamed Point Brooklyn, by sailboat. A terrible journey of over a month. She came here to study a strange effect that was causing much concern to Lt. Rose. Every day at exactly 3:04 am local time. Exactly was not the right term. The use of the atomics in space had caused a Earth day to vary from 1 second to several minutes longer or shorter. For the past year Mr. Ito had been recording these increases & decreases looking for a predictable pattern. Every day at exactly 3:04 am local time, almost everyone at Point Brooklyn no matter what they were doing. Whether they were working, playing or sleeping would say the word "Trips". They would say the word while in mid-sentence. They would say it loud & clear while under sedatives meant to keep you in deep sleep. They would even say it underwater not realizing they had said it.

For 2 weeks she went about her scientific studies except at 3:04 am local time when she to would say "Trips". Lt. Rose seemed to be immune to these occurrences& was used as a base of her studies. After 2 weeks she could only come to one conclusion. The Mind Control device that was used here by the aliens left a "residue". A left over command of some kind. That those asleep not only said "Trips" but would also vividly see a man in a dream. Just a quick flash. A haggard young man, with long messy hair & wearing a military coat with Captains bars.

"Yes. I have been studying the 3:04 problem & believe I know why it is occurring. Even though the Mind Control device was off it was still powering down. This caused it to project a corrupted command to the soldiers & militia brains." Peggy removed her flash goggles to see Jet better on the field monitor. "Lt. Rose seems to have been immune due to her molecular altered bioelectrical system." She shifted her file to continue. "This effect has a limited range." Her face showed a uncomfortable look. "Using the sailboat we have determined it has a range of about 600 yards. Now that is with the device off. It might have a larger range."

Professor Peggy started to get up & lost her balance. Her huge breast filled the monitor. "Thanks Professor put on Lt. Rose." He waited till beautiful Lt. Rose knelt before the field monitor. "What have you got for me."

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Part 2. Lt. Rose's Tour

"The fighters seemed to be designed as a generic fighter meant for any humanoid type species." She detached the cam from the monitor & hooked it to her helmet. She attached her com link to it. "The thing likes something from the 40s or 50s earth." She walked closer to the ET fighter sitting on the alien made runway. "As you can see, it has 2 pod sections. One for the pilot." She pointed to the left pod with its canopied cockpit. "The other is a sensor & weapons pod." She walked to look at the front. "Between the 2 is a large air intake. But this one is special. It can operate in the thinnest of atmospheres. This thing would fly if a small lizard breathed into the air halfway around the world." She moved underneath showing the landing gear close up. "The whole of the landing gear is made of some kind of flowing magnetic material. It allows for any terrain & adjusts for corrections." Lt. Rose came around the back & pointed to the single alien engine. "Its funny that a engine like this even needs a air intake." She climbed to the left wing that extended from the cockpit pod to a length of 46 feet. Another extended from the sensor & weapons pod. She moved to the cockpit & pushed a panel with her foot. The canopy dissolved into its base like melting sugar. "Simple pressure plate to open." She climbed into the pilots seat. "The chair forms to the pilots body which is good for a humanoid form from 2 feet to 12." She turned to show the walls of the interior contract & expand to fill the area not needed by the pilots chair. "The walls seem to secure the space around you like a metal cocoon." She turned to the controls. "We can start & short hop it now." She extended her hand & touched a plate to watch the canopy reform around her. "I believe I sent the video with the file." The canopy became black with glowing symbols flashing & lines of alien information dancing around. "Looks like a lot going on. But in fact after a few hours in here you learn what most everything means." She hit the plate & the canopy melted. "There is one last thing. The soldiers & militia all believe that the human that lead the rebellion here is Terra's own savior." A sense of pride began to rise in her. "You have read the manuscript." She disconnected the cam from her helmet to look straight into it. "You have seen the security footage, all he can do. "I believe he is a Champion of Humanity." She took a deep breath to relax and continued. "They have given him a name. Its..."

"You got to be kidding me." Said Jet as he began laughing under his hand. "The soldiers are calling this man Capt'n Tripps." He leaned back in his chair to smile at Mr. Ito who was laughing hysterically. The look of Lt. Rose on the monitor changed from prideful to evil at hearing the laughter. "What the hell is he laughing at!"


Blaze Injun
 
To: Zeta Wing
From: Omicron Wing


What is the greater purpose of this mission? Air support may be available.

To: Atlantis
From: Omicron Wing


Unfortunately, our ET Uplinks are otherwise occupied.

To: Oktyabr Commune
From: Omicron Wing


Human elements of the Wing work with us to help bolster our production and industrial base. They work for us in exchange for stability and protection.

To: Tau Wing
From: Omicron Wing


This is Wing Commander Tsierik-Lufor Khaz-Dio, we have not heard from you recently. Please report.

To: Yankee Suns
From: Omicron Wing


Please explain how we have 'enslaved' your species. We express our doubts that this is actually the case.
 
To: Omicron Wing
From: Zeta Wing

To ensure that an Alien group like Omicron Wing has a secured network of operations to begin taking control of East Africa.

To: Omicron Wing
From: Tau Wing

We have been hearing a lot about a large human military in the region, but we are capable of repelling them if they are hostile.
 
To: Zeta Wing
From: Omicron Wing


Thank you for your swift response.

To: Tau Wing
From: Omicron Wing


That is good to know. We are in the process of establishing ourselves upon Planet Dirt, in order to build up an industrial base, in order to begin reconstructing the fleet, in order to return to space. We will contact you if we suspect that your talents may be more usefully applied in our own region, and invite you to contact us should you ever require our assistance.
 
To: Omicron Wing
From: Lilin

We now have access to a teleporter, if you wish to initiate trade.
 
Maaaah the server was down!
 
Server keeps going down which is a pain in the ass. Lower than usual quality orders squeezed out after several aborted attempts.
 
Spoiler ORDERS, ONLY FOR SKILORD :
Name: Emperor Guillaume Bonaparte / 3rd French Empire (Omega124)
Species: Human
Role/Organizational Structure: Nation State
Population: 4,181
Economy: 4/5
Corruption: 1
Reputation: 24
Fuel: 10
Technologies:
Automobiles, Personal Electronics, Firearms, Jets, Satellites, Heavy Ordinance, Naval Operation, Rocketry, Laser Armaments, Plasma Weapons (0/6), ET Utility Tools (0/2)
Troops/Encampments: 2 Soldiers/ 3 Firearms, 3 Lasers, 7 Plasma Rifles, 2 Jets, 3 Rockets/ 14 Computers, 9 Automobiles, Satellite, 1 ET Uplink

Spending:

Spend 4 EP on raising two soldiers

Battle Plans:

All jets are to be mobilized and launched. Once they are in the air, the Jets should procced to Alexandria, where the jets will disable any threats against them. Once done, these jets will then bomb the crap out of the city with air to surface misslies. After sufficent bombing has been done, check to see how much missles, ammo and fuel is left.

If one of the three is almost depleted, head back to France, and just stop. Otherwise, go towards Giza. The first thing these troops should do is, again, destroy any direct threats to the jets. But then, attack only military targets such as ground forces and bases. There will be no bombing into submission. Once this is done, go towards Mecca and land. Hopefully, the Neter will lend us a hand and refuel us.

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Meanwhile, the new soldiers shall take the plasma weapons, get into automobiles, and head towards Vichy. The task force shall march into the city from the north side. From there, the forces should march towards the town hall, killing any Leelah who dare stand against us. Once the hall is taken, rise the tricolor high into the air to create a rally point for the human militias to go towards. From then on, mixed units of milita and soldiers should go through the city, clearing the streets of any enemies still around.

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Finally, all computers are to be devoted to toppling the AI in Djoin. Not sure how to describe the plan besides hacking, so do that
 
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