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XCEF - In-Base
I occasionally think how quickly our differences worldwide would vanish if we were facing an alien threat from outside this world.
President Ronald Reagan, United Nations General Assembly, 21 September 1987
High above the world, eyes looked down coldly. There was no need for them to speak. They had their Purpose. It would be done. The alien craft, a saucer-shaped construction, sleek and flawless, slipped into the atmosphere. It was cruising in the lower atmosphere when one of the native's war-craft was detected. It approached, clearly on an attack vector. Different native fighters had tried before, no match for the armaments of the aliens.
Destroy it. There must be no interference.
Obediently, weapons locked onto the native fighter. A single shot was prepared. No more had been needed to vapourise the primitive steel and aluminum structures used by the natives. The plasma beam reached out and splashed across the fighter, and the attention of the slaves in the alien craft already were turning away when their screens beeped. The native fighter was still active. It had launched missiles.
One of the slaves had time to see the missiles just before they struck. If it had somehow been able to look at the missile in the brief second before detonation, it would have seen there was writing on the side in one of the native languages:
"E.T. Go Home".
Deep beneath the hills of Wales, United Kingdom, a room erupted in cheers. The Commander, however, did not crack a smile, their steely eyes gazing at the main screen.
"Strike One condition?"
"Already airborne, Commander." The reply crackled back.
The Commander's expression did not change. In a way, the interceptor had the easy job.
The skyranger had already departed, leaving Strike Two to wait in the base for the next mission. The Commander had to wait before anything was brought in before research started, but...
"Engineering's online, commander."
If necessary, they could start producing another Inteceptor.
The Commander pondered. In the barracks, the men and women of Strike Two waited for their chance.
No special modules have been added to the base.
ResearchScientists - 10
Nothing is being researched.
EngineeringTechnicians - 10
INTERCEPTOR
The airframe is stripped, replaced with a new magnesium-alumiumum alloy hull riddled with heatsinks. The electronics are hardened against the electronic interference of a plasma hit. This should give us a chance in a dogfight.
Needs: Nothing. We use Earthly materials.
Manufacturing points required: 150
Nothing is being manufactured.
AircraftHanger space 2/6
Inteceptor One "Crowhood"
-Avalanche Missiles
-Undamaged
Inteceptor Two "Blue Devil"
-Avalanche Missiles
-Undamaged
Vote on manufacturing options, research options (when available) and RP amoung yourselves in this thread.STRIKE ONEPeter Grey/USEC_OFFICER, Officer Rookie
Josphenine Javier/Tiruin, Sniper Rookie
Taylor McKinley/FelizSparks, Infantry Rookie
Anton Girdeux/GUNINANRUNIN, Medic Rookie
Thomas Short/BMM42, Assault Rookie
Mordecai Uriah/mastahcheese, Heavy Rookie
Hermann Rudaker/ Sheb, Infantry Rookie
Reynart Descoteaux/ Remalle, Assault Rookie
STRIKE TWOElizabeth Faust / IronyOwl, Officer Rookie
Andrew Lincoln/Toaster, Infantry Rookie
Emma Harrs/Ochita, Sniper Rookie
Martzel Arriola/ Powder Miner, Assault Rookie
Rohim Magyar/ Xanmyral, Assault Rookie
Alex Callaghan/ Objective, Medic Rookie
Daniel William/scapheap, Heavy Rookie
Everett Owen/ Aseaheru, Medic Rookie
All conventional weapons are provided for us in infinite supply (or close enough).
We don't have any alien artefacts yet.