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Needlejet
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English Submarine
Nov 2003 time: 05:32
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Intro
It was a sunny day.
"Most of that light must come from burning buildings" thought Captain Jeriko, bitterly.
The Human-Alien war was coming to its peak point. The Spartans-Pirate-Hive Alliance was losing the war. All the other factions had been wiped out. Battle transmissions of defiant seamen went back and forth. His Fusion Cruiser was no match for the enemy Dragonscale Battleships. All he had to defend against those Hyper Lasers were his Photon Walls, which wasnt much. His Fusion Laser packed a punch, but not enough to combat the Fungal Tension Steel of the Darleks. Darlek weaponry outmatched about every single terran piece of weaponry, and its armor was uncontested. Suddenly,
"Captain Jeriko, Please Report to the Bridge"
Last edited by Needlejet on 12-11-2003 at 03:27
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Needlejet
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English Submarine
Nov 2003 time: 05:32
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Part 1
As he made way to the bridge, he noticed a green dot out the window. "Oh no" he mumbled, "It can't be"
"Sir! Enemy Dragonscale Battleship Approaching!"
yelled Lt. Scandon, who had a terrified look on his face.
"At ease, Lt., We are part of the Spartan Navy, they cant possibly kill us."
said Jeriko calmly, though he was terrified. "Chiron Hurricane coming, bearing down 20 degrees, roughly, sir!" reported Lt. Miller.
"Oh man, what have I got myself into here, in the navy" thought Jeriko.
"Aim Lasers at target, heading 20 degrees." he ordered.
"Report on the anomaly?"
"ETA 1 minute."
"Good"
He hoped he was doing the right thing.
"Enemy Hyper Laser aimed at us! I mean, US!" reported Lt. Scandon.
Immediately, a green lance went right in-front of the window, a miss.
"ETA 10 seconds!" came in a report.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Hurricane Wardom!"
The effect was noticeable. The waves became huge, and the winds of 90mph were blowing fungus everywhere...
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Needlejet
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English Submarine
Nov 2003 time: 05:32
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Part 2
One hot day in an alien July, Lt. Jameson readied his men.
"Load up your rifles, I want every single one of your 150 P-BOLTS ready!"
"Sir, Yes Sir!"
Operation Blitzkrieg, devised by Admiral Quick, was going to destroy the Gaians.
"Target 01, Gaia's Landing,!" came in the captain's voice.
The Spartans marines, uncertainly, loaded up into their boats. Away they went, into the firey depths of war.
As their boat made way, thousands of other ones, filled with many troops each, made way.
"Incoming!"
Ships, around and everywhere started to blow up. Only 10 seconds more.
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