TENSEI

jackelgull · Jun 13, 2017

The South African Inquirer
In Speech Before Nation, President Outlines His Plan "For a New South Africa"

Picture: President Thato Pillay addressing the nation

The president began with "The past few decades have been hard on South Africa. Public trust is at an all time low. The economy is in a decline and we have no place in the world stage. I come to say that we can fix this. In South African history, every generation has faced monumental struggles. Our ancestors seventy years ago faced an apartheid regime, and the brave men and women rose to the challenge, responding to hardship with courage and equanimity. Can this generation do no less? "
Then the president outlined the first part of his plan, which he has called A New Economy
"South African infrastructure is a horror. It is far easier to move by boat from Port Elizabeth to New London than to take the roadways. I plan on securing seven hundred million dollars to connect major cities together."
However, the new economy is about more than infrastructure rebuilding. As Pillay notes: "South Africa used to be a world leader in science. The first human-to-human heart transplant was performed by cardiac surgeon Christiaan Barnard at Groote Schuur Hospital in December 1967, Max Theiler developed a vaccine against yellow fever, Allan McLeod Cormack pioneered x-ray computed tomography, and Aaron Klug developed crystallographic electron microscopy techniques. Today however, other nations have surpassed us. The reason for this is simple - our universities have suffered, and can no longer build the technical and scientific expertise our nation needs to become a technological leader. In 2013, over seven hundred thousand students attended South African universities, now the number is less than a quarter that. I propose subsidizing our universities and paying for the costs of our brightest and best to go there.
The third pillar of Pillay's economic plan is a government run investment bank to "invest in public works and small businesses, thus driving economic growth"
The final pillar of the new economy is trade. A list of candidates have been offered from Saudi Arabia to the Sahel Protection Alliance, although nothing has been confirmed or finalized.
The second part of the president's plan is called the "New Government". Of this he says, "In order to restore public trust in the democratically elected representatives of this nation, the political process should be made more transparent so concerned citizens can understand the decisions being made, as well as where their representatives are getting money from." His plan also includes capping campaign contributions and ensuring politicians couldn't keep their campaign money after the election was over.
There have also been vague promises of restoring political freedoms lost in the aftermath of the Port Elizabeth crisis
The Third part of A New South Africa has been called "The New Military"
The President says: "Over the past few years, it has become abundantly clear that recent agitation is being encouraged by outside forces pouring in from our anarchy wracked neighbors. In order to secure our nation from these radical anarchist threats, our military must project strength and stabilize the situation abroad. We must become a more active player in the international arena."
Concluding remarks: "Today marks the beginning of a new South Africa."

Seon · Jun 13, 2017

I once met a holy man.

I crossed great chasms, climbed great heights, and sailed across many seas and found him sitting at the center of the world. I asked him who he was, and he told me that he was a student. Student of whom? I asked. He answered the only teacher that ever was. I asked him if I could speak to any other student, and he replied that we are all students, and in turn, we all become teachers. I thought about this for a moment, before I asked him who he was. He told me that he was the Buddha, but a wise man once told me that if I ever found Buddha on the road, that I should kill him.

So I slit his throat.

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Tokyo,

The EAEC did not have a standing army. Not exactly. It had the remnant of the Korean Riot police (who were, technically, part of the military force of the Republic of Korea but nobody really cared about the distinction after, or even before really, the war). It had some ragtag hodgepodge of Chinese, American, JSDF, and Korean military to supplement its 'security forces,' who were more like police anyways and trained more for community engagement and education on whatever laws and policies the EAEC wished to implement on individual neighborhoods. What it did have were a veritable army of drones, constantly churned out in their hundreds by fabricators and factories to bring back raw materials, repair infrastructure, and clear out ruins. At least, that's what they were designed for. Warner had seen what else these little bastards could do when angry EAEC servicemen directed them to 'clear out a building,' how thousands of skittering limbs, microjet bursts, laser welding torches, and eviscerating claws tore through every hole there was in a defensive fortification held by his warlord in Shinjuku and just kept on flooding in, completely ignoring the increasingly terrified stream of gunfire and burning and tearing apart every furniture and metallic object inside the makeshift bunker.

It was not the most efficient of strategy by any mean, but it certainly was terrifying, despite the fact that none of his fellow American troopers actually died. They decided to surrender when the drones carved out great big holes to the side of their fortified building. Some of his friends did lose a finger of a limb when drones mistakenly identified the guns they were holding as unclaimed metallic objects. At least the EAEC bastards were gracious enough to offer them new jobs as mercenaries for their polity. This was partly the reason why Warner was back in Tokyo today.

You see, drones were bloody stupid bastards.

One moment, it's skittering up the side of a metal support to claim raw materials at the top of a skyscraper somewhere using godknowswhat algorithms to climb faster than any human can, and the next it's falling through a glass ceiling because a layer of dust on the window panes convinced the robot that it was, based on the dirty window's reflective coefficient or whatsit, in fact not glass. Being sent to retrieve a broken drone for recovery effort was bad enough already, but he had to listen to bunch of excited eggheads in faceless and opaque helmets and armored hazmat suits of some sort chatter on endlessly about godforsaken architecture of Tokyo or the flora that's been reclaiming the ruins as if this was their first foray into Tokyo ruins.

"The ruins look a lot different," one of the faceless egghead chattered in muffled voice to the one next to him. "When you actually see it with your own two eyes."

By god. Warner thought. This actually was their first foray into the ruins. He was escorting bunch of bloody kids. That explained why Nomura was grinning like a madwoman when she assigned him this task, that cheeky Japanese--

"Excuse me," one of the egghead kids asked in broken English, breaking Warner out of his self pity. "State your business," Warner replied in his equally broken and overly-formal Japanese. "Oh, uh," the egghead mumbled (Warner mentally labelled them as the Shy One). "We were just wondering if you remembered to bring your welding tools. We arrived at the destination, but the doors into the building are locked."

"I did bring them," Warner said, putting one hand into his satchel and walking towards the door. "Let me ju-" he looked at the door.

It was a flimsy glass door with not even a chain around the handle. It was a mall building, with display windows to the side of the buildings miraculously intact. Warner looked down at the gun that he was holding in his arm and then to the flimsy glass door and the cracked display windows.

"Seriously?" Warner remarked back to the eggheads. "We tried to lockpick it," the Shy One said defensively. "But the lock rusted over a long time ago."

"And the electronic systems that controlled the doors burned out long ago," another one said. Warner labelled this one the Comical One. The one other Japanese guard following the group turned around, clutched his mouth, and started shaking. "Excuse me, here you go," Warner said as he dug out the welding torch from his satchel and handed it to the Shy One. The Shy One nodded gratefully before running to the others to start on the task of welding off a flimsy glass door from metal frame as two heavily armed and armored men with guns watched.

"So," the Comical One asked the Shy One as they burned through one of the hinges. "What is this place anyways? Glass Ceilings seem kind of pointless unless they were growing food in there."

"Not sure," the Shy One answered. "According to archaeology reports it's some kind of resource acquisitions platform involving plutocratic exchange or something? Called a mall or something."

You ****ing kids, Warner thought.

"Ehhh?" the Comical One remarked. "Why is it so pointlessly big then?"

"Well according to the reports, apparently it was designed not just for acquiring resources and materials but also for soci-"

"So, you are from before the war?" the Japanese guard asked Warner. Warner raised an eyebrow. "Yes," Warner said. "So you know what it's like," the guard nods.

"Watching kids grow up and not know what a mall is anymore?"

"Yes," the Japanese guard says.

"Wow, pre war humans must've lived a pretty good life," the Comical One mutters as he cuts out another hinge. "I don't even know what I would do with that many choices."

"We don't we really need that many choices anymore," the Shy One nods. "We've cut out most of the things we don't need after all."

"Don't be too harsh on them," the Japanese guard said to Warner. "The young doesn't always understand how the old thinks. And the old never quite understands how the young act."

The eggheads finish cutting one of the doors off from its hinges. They immediately begin cutting through the next. "Is that the future? Work being done by faceless kids in masks in roundabout ways?"

"Faceless to us, maybe," the Japanese guard replies. "I'm sure they have their own ways to claim their uniqueness."

"How can you be sure?" Warner asks.

"Didn't we?" the Japanese guard answers sardonically.

"Aw, come on," the Comical One says. "Don't be so pessimistic all the time. I mean, who know what'll come in a decade?"

"I'll be a decade closer to death," the Shy One mutters.

"Oh for the love of-- I mean we might have the prosperity and peace that's only been told in stories before. Who knows if this mall won't reopen?"

"This mall is scheduled for demolitions."

"Okay fine, maybe we'll build our own mall?" the Comical One continues to insist.

"Our own?" the Shy One seems bemused. "Yes, our own," the Comical One continues. "We'll build it at the center of the enclave, and everyone there can crowd around to see all the strange and beautiful things that came from beyond the walls."

"What would we even buy though?"

"I don't know, T-shirt or something?"

"A... T-shirt," the Shy One says. For a moment, Warner knows that, even despite the muffled voice and the opaqueness of their masks, that the Shy One is grinning as wide as possible. "You would construct one of the symbols of the old world plutocratic excess and consumerism in the middle of an enclave... so that we can buy... T-shirts."

"I mean... I guess, yeah?"

"You know what, if we ever do build a mall inside an enclave somewhere, I'll go there with you, sure."

"Wait, really? Sweet," the Comical One crow.

"I think perhaps," the Japanese Guard says. "Best thing that we can do is just try open our eyes and see how brief and strange all of our lives and ways were."

As the egghead kids began to celebrate after cutting the second door off its hinges (and praise the many virtues and uses of a laser welding torch), Warner sighed. Wish I could share in your optimism, he thought. "Maybe things will work out," he replied.

Traveller76 · Jun 13, 2017

Public/Private Partnership formed to remove 'Space Junk'
9 February 2055

BANGALORE- The Indian Space Research Organization (ISRO) along with a host of major business firms such as Aditi Telecommunications, Verdant Worldwide, Lightship Technologies, Diva Industries, Konda Corporation, Henase and Kondrina-Pratieva have formed a Private-Public Partnership (PPP) to accelerate the removal of orbital debris or 'space junk' from Low Earth Orbit (LEO). The Partnership would see the Central Government and ISRO issue proposals for the development of new equipment and technology to private firms with contracts and grants for successful prototypes to be used by ISRO and other government ministries.

Space junk – debris left in orbit from human activities – has been steadily building in low-Earth orbit for more than 90 years. It is made up of everything from spent rocket stages to defunct satellites, to debris left over from accidental collisions. The size of space junk can reach up to several meters, but is most often minuscule particles such as metal shavings and paint flecks. Despite their small size, such pieces of debris often sustain speeds of over 17,000 mph – easily fast enough to deal significant damage to a spacecraft. Satellites, rockets and space stations, as well as astronauts conducting spacewalks, have all had to cope with the increasing damage caused by collisions with these particles.

One of the biggest issues with space junk is the fact that it grows exponentially. This trend, along with the increasing number of countries reentering space, has made orbital collisions happen almost regularly in recent years. Countless millions of fragments can now be found at various levels of orbit. A new generation of shielding for spacecraft and rockets is being developed, along with tougher and more durable space suits for astronauts. This includes the use of "self-healing" nanotechnology materials, though expenses are too high to outfit everything.

Larger chunks of debris have also been impacting on Earth itself more frequently. Though most land in the ocean (since the planet's surface is 70% covered by water), a few crash on land, necessitating early warning systems for people in the affected areas.

Cleaning up Geostationary Orbit
With the development of better shielding and materials will be important, what about the existing debris? How will they be removed? One of the proposals
is a system dubbed Necropolis that would collect defunct geostationary satellites and deliver them to a single spot in the so-called "graveyard orbit." This area is situated a few hundred kilometers above the roughly 22,000-mile-high (36,000 km) geostationary ring.

Necropolis would consist of two spacecraft: a Hunter, which collects other spacecraft and pushes them up away from the geostationary ring, and a Terminus, the final parking spot for the no-longer-needed satellites. Later recovery and recycling of this debris could be done by manned or automated craft launched from a space station in the future. Other proposals include a "pulsed electron gun," an intermittent electron beam of several tens of watts of electrical power. Electrodynamic tethers could be used generate magnetic drag, which is stronger than air drag and could take down a large piece of debris from orbit within a year. The conductive tether generates thrust as it interacts with the Earth's electromagnetic field and doesn't require an additional power source.

Notes:
http://www.futuretimeline.net/21stcentury/2030.htm#space-junk-future
https://www.space.com/36602-space-junk-cleanup-concepts.html

Crezth · Jun 13, 2017

Besançon,

Loud sirens filled the night air as searchlights swept around the concrete lots and barbed-wire fences. High towers and walls lit up like Christmas lights.

“Attention,” a clear female voice rang across the courtyards, echoing off the facades of concrete corridors that surround the facility, “A security alert is in progress. Please report to your Correctional Supervisor.” The ringing of church-bells from the town then joined the cacophony to strike the hour. “Attention,” the voice continued, “Cette zone est en attente. Veuillez signaler à votre agent correctionnel, s’ils vous plâit....”

The sirens grew quieter and dim-sounding as Jean slipped into the brush, scampering as quickly as he could over the roots and uneven ground deeper into the forests closer to the heart of France. He knew not exactly where he was going, except that he could keep running west and north, and eventually he would be safe.

Eventually. The sirens howled in the distance, and the noises of the night forest became prominent. Crickets’ chirps, owls’ hoots, and the unsteady noise of brush being crushed underfoot all filled his ears.

Not long after, when the howling of the siren had become distant and faint, Jean stumbled upon the place he knew he was looking for: the abandoned warehouse in the woods where he planned to lay low for a few hours. He knew about this place because he had come here during one of their “training exercises” and, well, it occurred to him during that exercise what a good place it was to hide out.

He wandered into the clearing where the warehouse, a long two-story building with corrugated metal roofs and dusty, shattered, or disheveled windows, sat. It was not just a clearing, in truth, as this part of the forest was lowest and closest to the lakes. What purpose this land had before the war was anyone’s guess, and Jean could only speculate wildly. Now, it was half-reclaimed by the wetlands, and the place where the warehouse was broken apart over the glades was low, wet, and dark.

Jean made his way down into the damp interior of the warehouse, staring out at the still glades filled with bullfrogs and lily-pads. They whispered back at him, with the clicks and ribbits of nature; he liked them, in a way, but as a cloud passed out from in front of the moon, he remembered why he was here.

In he went, and the darkness of the warehouse enveloped him. Small slivers of lunar light spilled in through the windows and illuminated the still black waters with the handsome reflection of the moon.

It was out here that Jean had found the one place he could hide from le chasseures, the nickname the other inmates – volunteers? – had for the caged drones that got tested here, here at the Proving Grounds. Most of the time, at first, it wasn’t that big a deal. But the number of volunteers was steadily decreasing and the difficulty of the tests steadily rising.

Other inmates had failed, but not Jean. Jean found a way to outsmart them.

You see, drones were bloody stupid bastards.

On the one hand, they were so carefully built and made with such a singular purpose, it is hard not to admire the celerity with which they can move or their physical robustness. But, after all, they were just dumb machines – like animals, but not capable of any real insight.

So, these chasseures, they hunted, and those scientists, they put better and better gear in their heads. But they were no match for a man like Jean.

Jean waded into the waters, thinking of how furious the testers were the last time he did this. “What did you do?” they demanded of him. “How did you elude the machine?” He only laughed at them, and of course that made him think of his welts.

So stupid. He should have just stayed there forever. Instead he walked out, waltzed right back into the center. He thought he was making a point. “Look at your precious machine, it can’t tell a reflection from the real thing. Well, here I am. Smarter still than your most precious devices. I am a Man.”

But that was a pointless effort. They never saw him as a man in the first place.

He waded into a section of dry ground that he could crouch on. The reflection the moon cast on the water in front of him also reflected his own face, faintly, but there it was. Just like last time, the machine would see the reflection, move, and then Jean would have the advantage.

The chasseures were not typically very heavily armed except for an electrified stun baton. They could be subdued if one moved quickly and disarmed before they could adapt and react. It was hard, but it was doable: Jean had done it himself many times.

It was then that he realized fully the night had become deathly quiet. The noise of the glades had become silent, the animals of the night having been quieted or forced away. The distant sirens were no longer audible at all. He strained to hear, but the silence oppressed him.

Then he heard the telltale noise of the machine. He grew still and watched the waters, waiting for his moment. He had planned for this, now, and he wasn’t going to go back to the center this time.

He peered out into the darkness, and saw the brief glow of a red and blue LED, before they whiffed out again. Yes – the other weakness of the chasseures was their glowing lights. It made them easily-spotted, and sure enough, Jean now knew it was here, knew where it was, and knew he was going to outsmart it.

He held his breath, controlling it very tightly. The noise of metal limbs creeping very quietly across the ground was soft – thud, thud – and faint. He stared at the water again, saw the reflection of the moon, and saw his own reflection. The still water made it seem like a mirror, truly.

Just then, a ripple ran across the water, strong and forceful. It disrupted Jean’s reflection and, with a start, he peered around, looking for the source of the disturbance. But except for the brief glow of that red “eye,” he saw nothing again. Then, thud, thud.

The ripples ceased, and he saw his reflection again. He narrowed his eyes and peered out, trying to get a sense of where, exactly, the machine was standing. Last time, it was easier to see the light, but for some reason it was hidden this time.

So he looked back down at his reflection, and then he saw it: the glow of the LED, red and evil, soulless wavelengths of light! He struck, jumping at once upon the machine.

But all he hit was the water. Splashing furtively, he sputtered and tried to stand, but instead felt a metal bar slam him across the back and a great force lift him into the air to drop him again in the shallow. Knee-deep in mud and slime, he span around and saw the red eye, standing above him, peering down at him impassively. It blinked on and off.

In a moment, he realized what had happened. The red eye drew closer to him, and he felt a sharp point in his left arm, and a numbing sensation began to spread across his entire body.

The reflection. It had got him with the reflection.

"Clever girl," he thought as he went unconscious.

Traveller76 · Jun 13, 2017

13-6-56

Grandmother is dying. I came home this afternoon from class and mother and nani are sitting together drinking chai. They smile at me but I see the tears in their eyes. 'Come sit with us beti' and mom has me sit next to her. Nani is over sixty and she is scared. The proud woman I have grown up with, who raised me with mother in her house is scared. 'Pushpa, I went to the doctor today to hear the results of some tests. About two weeks ago she noticed some masses in my intestines and took some samples. I did not tell you and your mother in case it was nothing because I did not want you to worry. However, the Doctor confirmed today it is cancer, a very aggressive form. The doctor gives me six months, maybe a year before things get too worse.'

'There are treatments Memsaab' my mother says. 'I see on the television and the magazine of research and programs at the hospitals.'

'The Doctors told me about that. You do not realize the cost of those and they may, may prolong my life for a few months, but I am tired. I miss Vijay, I miss my neighbors and the people that lived around here. If it wasn't for you and Pushpa I would have given up after Vijay died. So I do not want to fight anymore. Beti?'

'Yes Nani?'

'Your mother and you are the only family I have left. Even though you are not related to me by blood you both are the daughter and granddaughter I never had. I have contacted our attorney to begin the process of transferring this flat and my assets to you and your mother. It is not much but it will be enough for the two of you.'

'Why are you doing this Memsabb? I just work for you, why this kindness?' Mother is crying now and the tears are flowing like a river.

'Vijay and I planned this many years ago when Pushpa gains her majority. It seems God has a different plan we could not have guessed at. Promise me beti that you will continue your studies, you have made your mother and me so proud. I want you to bring honor to us and your parents. You are the future and like the future, it is built on the contributions of the past. Promise me this.'

'I promise you Nani.'

Immaculate · Jun 13, 2017

Loving all the stories and other material! Not sure whats going on with people's schedules or just excitement around the game but this level of involvement and interest has been very rare lately and I am very excited (and pleasantly surprised) to see all the great material coming together!

Crezth, was that a Jurassic Park reference?

Crezth · Jun 13, 2017

Immaculate said:
Crezth, was that a Jurassic Park reference?

Yes it was ^^ I was inspired to write about drone intelligence from another point of view by Seon's story.

Decamper · Jun 13, 2017

Echoing Immaculate's praise, really happy with all the world building going on. I think the setting is coming together really well. Keep up the good work

NinjaCow64 · Jun 14, 2017

The United Nations of Earth, the Federal Republic of Germany, the Socialist Union of Democratic States and the Federation of Soviets of Russia are proud to announce the formation of the Global Democratic Trade and Defence Group, an trade and defence organisation committed to peace, democracy, international cooperation and free trade. Any nations with Wide or Full political freedoms may apply for membership.

Group Constitution:

Spoiler :

Mosher · Jun 14, 2017

What an utter disgrace of two nations, "dedicated" to socialism, to join into an alliance dedicated to the same globalism and decadence that our forefathers decided were worth ending the world over. While we cannot find flaw with the move on the part of the unenlightened nations that still cling to the obsolete ideal of globalism, it is appalling to us that a socialist nation, a society dedicated to the empowerment of its workers and the well being of the people as a whole, would find itself a part of such a decadent and profit-based organization.

Zappericus · Jun 14, 2017

To: GDTDG
From: Dominion of India
Subject: Membership Application

The Dominion of India wishes to apply for a membership within the organization.

gay_Aleks · Jun 14, 2017

It seems, what Karl Marx said nearly two hundred years ago still rings true to this very day, that history appears to repeat twice, once as a terrible tragedy, and secondly as an unbelievable farce. Case in point - the United Nations of our past world, the ones that did nothing as the world rotted to its miserable and sickening death, caused by the very people leading it! And, today, the announcement of the so-so called "Global Democratic Trade and Defence Group", led by a cabal of paper-pushers in NYC, who today live in fear from both Columbia and the (admittedly loony) Andersonists alike. The fact that a neo-Soviet and an openly imperialistic (although claiming to be "democratic") states are amongst its founders isn't lost on me, neither is the irony.

All in all, if this isn't a farce, what is?

inthesomeday · Jun 14, 2017

The return of the neoliberal establishment has only one solution: national socialism. The pretenders in Russia and France are as open-border globalist as the regimes that ended the world.

Traveller76 · Jun 14, 2017

Jawan 2050: An Overview
10 September 2055

What is Jawan 2050?
Jawan is a program between the Ministry of Defense, the Ministry of Home Affairs, Lightship Technologies, and the Konda Corporation to upgrade the equipment and training of the Armed Forces and police services to mid-21st Century standards. Many of the ideas and equipment of Jawan were proposed and developed from the Future Infantry Soldier As a System (FINSAS) program earlier in the century. While some of these systems and equipment were planned to be fully adopted by India in 2020 much of the military and police were waiting for upgrades by the time of the war. While the modern armed forces, paramilitary forces, and police are smaller and better funded that pre-war the cost and development of new technologies delayed full conversion. With advances in armor and manufacturing, it is expected that all forces to be converted over by 2060.

Clothing
The personal clothing of this soldier is a lightweight bullet-proof jacket made of Arachoweave, a fabric created using the biomimetic synthesis of spider-silk proteins.
The jacket is non-flammable, waterproof yet breathable with flexible ballistic protection and hard ballistic protection.The uniform will enable him to carry extra loads and resist the impact of nuclear, radiological, chemical and biological (NRCB)warfare. The uniform also carries solar elements for charging palmtop computers and other attached electronic equipment. It contains an external oxygen supply and a respirator to provide protection against gas and smoke and will include fire-proof knee and elbow pads and hand gloves and ballistic & laser eye protection goggles. A bullet-proof, armored waistcoat including flexible ballistic, hard ballistic, ceramic armor plates covering the front, back and groin and an armored, electronic jacket with a load-bearing system will also be included. The electronic jacket integrates the electronics (such as a computer unit, energy manager unit, peripheral equipment interfaces, user interfaces, a radio, a man-machine interface, a Global Positioning System (GPS), cables, connector, camouflaging system, wearable environmental control and a micro-climate heating & cooling system). A flexible water bottle, magazines, grenades and other equipment holders and pockets optimize weight distribution on the soldier. The new uniform will have vests with sensors to monitor the soldier's health parameters and provide quick medical relief. He might also wear flame-resistant, moisture-defeating undergarments; flame-resistant hand, face, and foot protection and a pair of non-skid shoes with mine & explosive detection sensors would complete the ensemble. The system includes inbuilt water purifier system so they have purified drinking water.

Weapons
The weapons sub-system is built around a multi-calibre individual weapon system with the fourth caliber attached to a grenade launcher. These include a 5.56 mm, a 7.62 mm and 6.8 mm. The UBGL (Under Barrel Grenade Launcher) will be capable of firing air bursting grenades. The sub-system includes a thermal weapon sight and laser range finder to provide the soldier with range and direction information. The GPS location information will allow the soldier to call for indirect fire accurately. It features thermal sights or plain holographic sights & Red dot sights.Laser target it has multiple pica tinny rails to facilitate various add-on equipment needed for various missions and thus improving versatility

Accessories
The soldier will be equipped with a digital data bus, Palmtop GPS navigation device, secured advance audio communication set, advance electronic warfare data manager, secured network connection where each radio can subscribe to two networks simultaneously. This offers the squad leader some flexibility in organizing communication networks in his section. Each network has an audio conference channel, with priority given to the squad leader, an alert channel from the infantryman to his leader, and a data transmission channel. Voice and data transmissions are based on tried and tested civilian technology (domestic cordless telephone technology). Each sub-network works from a base carried by the squad leader. As RIF sets are all identical, a soldier can replace his commander if necessary by configuring his set as a base. The radio is configured by the computer, thereby limiting the number of control buttons needed on the set. The soldier might be able to communicate with other soldiers and locate or generate maps to find his location, and he will be aware of the situation on the battlefield. The palmtop will inform soldiers where other friendly forces are in relation to them. It will also enable them to transfer messages. Terrain equipment for various specific missions will also be carried.

Integrated Multifunction Sight Device Night Vision Equipment,Thermal Imager, a Laser Range-Finder, Colour Charge-Coupled-Device (CCD) Camera, Global Positioning System (GPS) and a Digital Magnetic Compass, Compact Laser-Based Instruments, Integrated Electro-Optical Surveillance and Fire Control Systems, Advanced GPS receivers, Infrared sensors,Thermal sensors, Electro-optical sensors, Spectroscopic sensors, Electromagnetic and Radiofrequency sensors and many other sensors, radars and jammers would also be carried.

Military Utility Load Engine (MULE): This small, six-wheeled, utility robot is electric powered, silent, and intelligent enough to avoid obstacles and stay with the troops it supports, the MULE is issued on the squad level. In addition to personal loads, it usually will carry extra ammunition and spare equipment, a is even capable of carrying a wounded soldier back to a designated rally point or aid station without human direction. It can carry about 204kg at a walking pace for eight hours, or heavier than that much more slowly.
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In Other News:
-Federation to chart own destiny says Foreign Affairs Minister
-Funfare finishes production of the second season of online serial, Visheshaadhikaar (Privilege)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F-INSAS

Omega124 · Jun 14, 2017

"Let it be known, brothers and sisters of the faith, that the devils behind the state of Babylon have once again revealed their dark treachery for all of Jah's Children to see. The so-called United Nations of Earth -- United only in their debauchery and sin in the face of Jah Himself -- have called upon all the other governments of the white devils to band together in an unholy pact to exorcise all that is holy and righteous from this Earth.

RECALL!

In 1936, the Ras Tafari shared the world His infinite wisdom in the so-called League of Nations:

`I pray to Almighty God that He may spare nations the terrible sufferings that have just been inflicted on my people, and of which the chiefs who accompany me here have been the horrified witnesses. It is my duty to inform the Governments assembled in Geneva, responsible as they are for the lives of millions of men, women and children, of the deadly peril which threatens them, by describing to them the fate which has been suffered by Ethiopia...

Apart from the Kingdom of the Lord there is not on this earth any nation that is superior to any other.`

This warning went unheeded, and Jah's Holy Grace punished the contemptuous and proud nations with the return of the Agent of Death. The White Devils were punished for refusing to come to Zion's aid, their sons and daughters blood paying tenfold for every child of Jah killed.

RECALL!

Christ our King returned to Babylon's den of lies, now reformed into the 'United Nations', to affirm his Unconquerable message to the world in the face of Babylonion control. There, He said

`That until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned;

that until there are no longer first class and second class citizens of any nation;

that until the color of a man's skin is of no more significance than the color of his eyes;

that until the basic human rights are equally guaranteed to all without regard to race;

that until that day, the dream of lasting peace and world citizenship and the rule of international morality will remain but a fleeting illusion, to be pursued but never attained.

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes that hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique and in South Africa in subhuman bondage have been toppled and destroyed;

until bigotry and prejudice and malicious and inhuman self-interest have been replaced by understanding and tolerance and good-will;

until all Africans stand and speak as free beings, equal in the eyes of all men, as they are in the eyes of Heaven;

until that day, the African continent will not know peace. We Africans will fight, if necessary, and we know that we shall win, as we are confident in the victory of good over evil`

These words are the guiding covenant which forms the basis of our Faith. Once again, Babylon scoffed at our Lord's Message, clarified later on:

`Where are we to look for our survival, for the answers to the questions which have never before been posed?

We must look, first, to Almighty God, Who has raised man above the animals and endowed him with intelligence and reason. We must put our faith in Him, that He will not desert us or permit us to destroy humanity which He created in His image.

And we must look into ourselves, into the depth of our souls. We must become something we have never been and for which our education and experience and environment have ill-prepared us. We must become bigger than we have been: more courageous, greater in spirit, larger in outlook. We must become members of a new race, overcoming petty prejudice, owing our ultimate allegiance not to nations but to our fellow men within the human community.`

Instead of looking into Jah Almighty, Babylon yet again put Christ to slaughter, rejecting his message in favor to continue their petty conflict throughout our Sacred and Holy Promised Land. And once more, Jah showed His righteous fury on the nations of men, punishing them for killing His only begotten Son.

Now we see Babylon as whom they truely are, a pack of ravenous wolves who dream of only control and power. Communists and Capitalists, supposedly mortal enemies by both's twisted dogma, have decided to join together as one in an unholy marriage. Principles were casted away, only the lust for the return to their old, unholy power is what mattered. They conspire to hold Jah's children as hostage yet again, to deny His holy and unconquerable message, and to lead astray us from our sacred vows and duties.

Distrust their lies! The Christ Killers have abandoned their false prophet Marx in order to make this unholy covenant. The moneychangers abandoned their own false prophets to make the same unholy covenant. They have abandoned their false dogma, easily refuted by the Word of Jah, in an last-ditch attempt to prevent Christ our King's message of eternal salvation. We will chant down Babylon! We will return to the Throne of Kings! Any nation which opposses the Kingdom of the Lord will be struck down, just as Babylon has been every time it failed to heed Jah's command!

HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH!"

-Lord Protector Buffalo Soldier, Semon of the Den of Lies known as Global Democratic Trade and Defence Group, read in the name of Christ our King Haile Selassie, KING of Kings, LORD of lords, Conquering Lion of Judah, Elect of Jah, the Light of the World

Ailedhoo · Jun 14, 2017

The S.U.D.S. has and will champion the formation of a Global Alliance of Socialism. We also know, however, that victory over authoritarianism, capitalism and other ills requires one to win the war of position, not simply the war of movement. The Columbian Union need to realise that we strive for to spread the revolution through the terms of proper effectiveness, under a democratic mandate. We strive to a direct democracy and will strive all to the purity of our will, as oppose to electoral dictatorships.

Still: we invite socialist powers to a conference in Barcelona to help discuss the needs for how to achieve socialism and to form a needed ideological alliance of democratic socialism and libertarian socialism to protect ourselves so we may be able to bring forth the Revolution.

We fear not the twin fascist ideologies of the militarists and the isolationists, for our content is for the emancipation of humanity from ALL chains.

We will at the same time direct the Global Democratic Trade and Defence Group to a more democratic model than the so called "representative" democracies, whose ways do not heed fully the people for it is direct means that will ensure the oxygen will full the body of socialism to greater healthiness.

No gods, no kings, no states; only humanity. May the borders that chained the peoples of old become things of the pass, for we will all be one through socialism.

Socialism is the true internationalist way.

christos200 · Jun 14, 2017

Act for Economic Development

President Dario Lupi has passed through parliament the 'Act for Economic Development'. This bill was supported by 61 MPs (from the 'Social-Democrats' and the 'Forward! Party') and opposed by 39 MPs (from the 'Conservative Party' and 'Liberal Party'). According to this bill, money will be invested in public works (such as construction of highways, bridges, etch) and welfare aid to small businesses. This is meant to boost employment as well as improve local infrastructure. The President said, "This economic Act shall create thousand new jobs, improve our infrastructure and boost economic growth so we can fund new welfare initiatives. This way we can built a new, prosperous socialist Italy for our children."

The President has also announced his plans for the legislation of basic universal income and the expansion of healthcare benefits. Those initiatives shall be funded by the growth of the economy that the mentioned Act is predicted to bring. "Italians deserve a better future and we are going to ensure that they have it. We shall pursue initiatives that promote income equality and give the chance to every Italian to pursue his or her dream."

The President said that soon there will be bills promoting environmental regulations and the rights of minorities. He spoke in the 'Rome Conference of Social Affairs' about the need to combat prejudices, sexism and racism. "We need to do more to oppose prejudices, sexism and racism. We need to make Italy inclusive for everyone. Everyone who comes to Italy and follows Italian laws should have the chance to pursue their dream and feel themselves to be Italians. We need to show to the world that we are a progressive nation; we should, by our example, lead other nations too to adopt those principles."

J.K. Stockholme · Jun 14, 2017

From Oxbridge
To the World
CC Atlantica, Ibericus, Ireland, Scotland

The technocratic nations of the north Atlantic - Oxbridge, Ireland, Scotland, Atlantica, and Ibericus - hereby enter into a full military alliance. Our nations (i) pledge defend each other from aggression by treating an attack on one of us as an attack on all, and (ii) agree to coordinate our geopolitical strategies and combine our military efforts for the advancement of the common interests of humankind.

In the immediate term, Atlantica and Oxbridge wish to establish a collective anti-piracy policy in the north Atlantic. We will begin a multilateral push to hunt down pirates and make the seas safe for intercontinental trade once again.

gay_Aleks · Jun 14, 2017

An announcement from the Bulgarian state:

As years have passed, one singular thing has remained somewhat permanent: the simple fact that the peoples of the Balkans remain oppressed, whether its Romans, Byzantines, Ottomans, Tsarists, communists or neoliberals. It doesn't matter. Today, now that all of those ideologies have been rightfully relegated to the garbage bin of history, following the devastation of WWIII, we can finally look firmly to the future. A bold new outlook. A new way of life, where we all can life in comfort without fear for our safety, once and for all.

In relation to that, we would like to mention that all of the Balkans are under the protection of the Bulgarian state. Special mention goes to Istria and Bosnia, as they're rightful land of the newly-established Republic of Croatia. If their claims are disrespected, by any state - we don't care if it's Italy, Scandinavia, Germany, France, the Soviet Union, Saudi Arabia, or the almighty defenders of "democracy", we will not hesitate to restore it to its rightful owners. This isn't a threat. It's a promise.

Thank you for your attention.

Decamper · Jun 14, 2017

From Administrative State of Ireland, Edinburgh-Glasgow Directorate
To the World
CC Oxbridge, Atlantica, Ibericus

The Administrative State of Ireland and the Edinburgh-Glasgow Directorate confirm a full military alliance with Oxbridge, Atlantica and Ibericus.

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