It was a hot day in the Sahara desert, as news crews wiped sweat from their brows, waiting for the MEM (Mediterrian Military) to clear their security acess for a historic moment in history. The news crews looked apprehensively towards the dusty building in front of them. A large central pad was in the center of the military base, surrounded by observation centers, and massive hangers for supplies and equipment.
As the gate opened for the reporters, they stared in wonder at the large ballistic missle standing in the center of the pad. Camera men fumbled with their cameras , trying to record as much footage as possible of the large missle. They were led by Secerity personal towards the central observation center. Setting up their equipment there, a particular crew of the largest news station in the nation smoked nervously, waiting for the signal.
Gerardo nervously clutched his mic, perparing himself through a calming mantra inside his head. His camera man smoked readily, the camera laying at the table where they sat. The various other members of the crew looked nervously around at the other crews, knowing that perfection here would make them a large bonous, not to mention vacation time.
A scientist entered silently, and coughed politely for attention. The crews stopped talking slowly, all looking at the scientist hungerily. "The launch is about to begin. We have prepared an area for filming for you. Follow me." he announced.
At the announcement, Gerardo's knuckles clenched, and he began wipping his crew into shape, following the scientist quickly. Coming to a large room with large windows from ceiling to floor, Gerardo's quickly set himself and his crew directly in the center of the large window, where the missle could be seen looming in the backround.
A voice boomed over the intercom, inside as well as in the outside speakers. "Launch will commence in 5 minutes, I repeat, launch will commence in 5 minutes. All non-essential personal, clear the launching area. I repeat, clear the launching area."
A buzz began as the voice cut off, and Gerardo tooked a deep breath before motioning to his crew that is was showtime. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, motioned the camera man. Gerardo took a breath before begining. "Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen. I am Gerardo Bruno of the 6' oclock MEN (Mediterrian News), reporting live at this historic moment in history. At this government facility in the Sahara desert, the sixth, and final test of the lost satilite technology will be launched. If the launch is successful, the Mediterrian Empire will the be the first nation after the collapse to relearn the lost technology."
Motioning behind him towards the large missle, Gerarndo continued. "This missle directly behind me will be launched in around 3 minutes time, and it will take with it into the atmosphere a rudimentry satilite. The ME is already the smartest nation in the world, with many students researching post graduation of College. Our education and learning power has allowed for this remarkable reclaimation of the stars through satilites at a low cost to our nation. This is truly a historic moment."
A buzz sounded, as the com speaker blared to life. "The countdown will commence...now. 1 minute remaining." As the reporters trailed off to turn around and watch the missle launch, men and women crowded around their TV screens all across the ME, watching with baited breath at the historic moment.
"30 seconds." chimed the loud speaker. The President watched serenely behind the frantic scientists in the control center of the base. Scientists made last minute checks, eyeing their computer screens with critical eyes.
"15 seconds." the loud speaker buzzed. All across the nation people stopped to watch their T.Vs, ready to see the reclaimation of the stars. "10 seconds. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Lift off!"
At the words, the missle's engines seemed to roar to life, burning so brightly that many turned away from the site. As the missle shot upwards into the air the scientists in the main control center cheered and began celebrating their success. Men and women's confidence in their country swelled with the footage of the launching, a pride grew in their place as the most educated and advanced nation. Small children dreamed of flying ships in outspace, and becoming scientists who heralded the new dawning age.