Hah! 10 minutes before midnight! This week's work is heavy guys, so I can't guarentee a second update this week.
00:00, 16 July 2084
Command Center, Not Area 51
United Americas
“Alright! We just spent 12 days resetting the power supply! NO MORE COFFEE NEAR THE FUSION REACTOR.”
“That's good sir, because we just discovered a ship on the ground in Manitoba.”
“Bloody hell! Well, it's China's turn, right?”
15:00, 16 July 2084
Near Red River, Manitoba
United Americas
Vortex Empire: “Alright everyone, ready with boots on the ground? We got guns to check out properly!”
PeZook: “Hey, isn't the Director from Canada?”
Omega Chief: “Wouldn't you guys have asked that question when we were in Saskatoon? Oh, and dead Xeno.”
Edi: “Well, yah, but you know, how much do we really know about him anyways? I mean, have you seen his service record? Oh, and dead Taman.”
Vehrec: “I have. It's... suspicious. Sweeping this house. There's a lot in there, but it's all very clinical.”
OmniQ: “What do you mean? Oh, and Lady, stay inside. We're from PHALANX, and we're here to help.”
Eternal Freedom: “Yes, What are you talking about? You saying he isn't qualified to run the show? I mean, Fax Modem defected because he didn't like the Assistant Director and look what happened to him. Be more specific. And Xeno exploded.”
PeZook: “That's the last of them. Let the rest of us look into this, if there really is anything there. Edi, we're in this together. Or at least, supposed to be. And I'm not about to distrust a man whose been on the front lines with us.”
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Sorry, once again, no Victory Screen Cap. There were a couple of civvie deaths though due to aliens.))
00:00, 17 July 2084
Command Center, Builder of Chinese DOOM
Asian Republics
The Assistant Director looked about the exact copy of the facility in HQ. “I must apologize for my intrusion. But I have been given instruction to construct a formal UFO research facility here at Wenchang. We have recently come into some... resources that the Director wants used right away.”
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Sorry about the writing overlap. I put the UFO facility on top of DOOM in order to maximize it's protection and it's effectiveness once we get some UFO's in it.))
20:00, 17 July 2084
Command Center, PHALANX HQ
Turkey, GEU
“WHO USED MY STOCK AS A LUBRICANT FOR THE LASERS?” Academia charged into my office, slapped down the report, then left, in search of blood.
I took a sip of very expensive vodka and yelled after him to start looking into those Alien Plasma Pistols next; I wanted a start on how Xeno tech worked.
Same time...
Barracks, Builder of Chinese DOOM
Asian Republic
“Hi! I'm Chaser Grey! You guys beat up Aliens here?”
18:06, 18 July 2084
Command Center, Builder of Chinese DOOM
Asian Republics
The Assistant director looked at the Geoscape. “An interception over the Pacific Ocean? I don't like it. Recall the interceptor.”
Vortex Empire: “Welcome to Minsk. At least it's summer and not under 14ft of snow.”
PeZook: “Xeno down. Did any of you get any information about the Director?”
Hawkwings: “Uh, you know these missions are recorded, right? Also, another one coming in from the back.”
Vortex Empire: “White Haven is covering for us.”
Eternal Freedom: “And why are you cyborgs talking like normal people?”
Vortex Empire: “Sir Nitram perfected the voice boxes with Cyberdyne research. We NOW HAVE THE ABILITY to switch at will. Normal volume aids in Stealth.”
Eternal Freedom: “Ah. Makes sense.”
Omega Chief: “Xeno down. What did you guys find out anyways?”
Eternal Freedom: “His record is spotless. And I mean squeaky clean. And the records for the Assistant Director are even cleaner.”
PeZook: “I agree. It too perfect. Too spotless. I tried looking up the records of the people they've served with, but the internal records are.. suspicious at best. And I haven't yet gained access to the external records from the armies he has experience with.”
Edi: “Wait. Armies?”
Vehrec: “What, you didn't find that out? Our Director is a mercenary. He works for the highest bidder.”
23:00, 21 July 2084
Command Center, PHALANX HQ
Turkey, GEU
“Director! I want a raise!” Academia was livid as I read the report. Someone keeps stealing my... medicinal elixers, and I need to replace them!
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“And while you're filling out the paperwork, what should I look into next?”
I already had a reply ready. “The lasers are doing us good, so work on a heavier version. Apparently people want to minimize the chance of collateral civilian deaths.”
Academia shook his head. “Can't be helped. This is a war, even if it is a low level one. People are bound to die. And think about the numbers of people who die when we don't get to them in time.”
I nodded. “I know. But still, research that for me. Also, Cyber-Dendrobious volunteered to field test the Plasma Pistol for us. And about that report on the Plasma pistols – that's a seriously small reactor. Any chance we can build our own?”
Nut shook his head. “Nope. Sorry.”
21:05, 22 July 2084
Command Center, Not Area 51
United Americas
“Incursion in Michigan!”
“Wait, why is the Chinese team on the docket again?”
“Director wants them to get more training and practice.”
“Ah.”
22:14, 22 July 2084
Firebird Dropship, Chinese Airspace
The Asian Republics
A new contact showed up on Yosemite Bear's radar screen. It was familiar, and quite terrifying. A Xeno craft was coming down from orbit on an intercept course. In his earpiece, he could hear the base behind them launch Barnest-2 at emergency speeds. Alerting his passengers, a quick calculation revealed that he couldn't get back to the protection of the base in time. But Barnest could make it in time.
Barnest-2's interceptor roared into the late night sky. Ahead of him, through electric eyes, he could see the red interception lines as well as wire framed rages of weapons. His Laser was charged, and Missiles screamed for Xeno hull.
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Sorry, was too busy panicking and trying to preserve the Firebird to take screen-shots. And my attempts to write an epic battle scene failed. mea culpa.))
22:51, 22 July 2084
Firebird Dropship, Chinese Airspace
The Asian Republics
“Alright boys! Barnest shot her down, we are two minutes out! Finish the job!” Yosemite bear threw the Firebird into a turn tight enough to cause the airframe to rumble.
Alison yelled back from the back. “Wait! We're aborting the America mission?”
“Hell no! This is warmup!”
22:53, 22 July 2084
China, The Asian Republics
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This mission is notable only in that in the first turn, three PHALANX kill 4 out of the 5 Aliens. Alison, Chaser and ForceLord (who got 2) get kudos for the blitz.))
phred was disappointed. He shot down this alien over the Black Sea. At least it made a huge splash!
“Barnest-2, in the air!”
“Assistant Director, should we recall our team to handle that crash site?”
“No. Contact Director JonB and request that he send his team to deal with that site as our team is still en-route.”
“Yes, sir.”
05:05, 25 July 2084
Firebird Dropship, Chinese Airspace
The Asian Republics
“Oh, you have got to be shitting me!”
The Assistant Director snapped up from the latest reports from the adjacent construction. “LANGUAGE.”
“Sorry sir. We have an attack near the Mongolian border. Our team is nearby.”
“No, order the HQ dropship to that location. They have an active ship and can take off if we don't secure the site.”
“Makes sense. I'll give the orders now.”
13:20, 23 July 2084
Outer Mongolia
The Asian Republics
Romulan Republic: “Sorry for the distance boys.”
JonB: “You could have landed in that field over there.”
Romulan Republic: “Sorry, sir.”
White Haven: “HOW DOES THE PLASMA WEAPON HANDLE, CYBER-DENDROBIUS?”
Dendrobius: “OpTiMaL.”
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So, an Ortnok, which can tank a Rocket to the face, goes down with a three-peat of Plasma burst fire from a Pistol. Don't you guys regret not researching this earlier? ))
Agent Sorchus: “YOU WANT ME TO ENTER A DARK BUILDING WITH ALIENS POSSIBLY IN IT?!?!?!”
JonB: “You're closest.”
13:27...
“This is Romulan Republic. Enroute to Crash site.”
19:43...
Michigan, United America
Edi: “No, seriously, no new information?”
Alison: “Not yet. We're looking.”
Chaser: “What are you guys talking about?”
All: “NOTHING.”
20:56...
China, The Asian Republics
ForceLord: “You sure the Chinese have been shelling the place?”
JonB: “Not directly, but to help keep the site secured.”
JonB: “Explosives still solve many problems, especially when there's no collateral.”
Dendrobius: “PlAsMa WeApOnS sUpErIoR tO nInE-mIlL.”
Kryten: “I do believe I've got one, sirs!”
ForceLord: “Oh hell, they got him! You got Kryten! He was cool! Much better than that other bloke!”
White Haven: “Xeno TERMINATED.”
01:20, 27 July 2084
Command Center, Phalanx HQ
Turkey, GEU
“It is done!” Academia strode with vigor into the office of the Director, proud that he had completed the Heavy Laser that was requested.
Then he looked around. The Director wasn't in. Was he asleep for once?
Academia took the opportunity to try and find what JonB had swiped from his personal stash. And what should he research next?
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I screwed up a little, but I think I have it covered. And I should have a surprise for next update as well! Until then, what should I research next?))