Post by shark on Apr 19, 2012 6:01:02 GMT
Under the cover of nightfall, acting under official TREX sanction, 20 Titanichthys Tactical Intervention Submarines (painted in IWIS colours, this is a black operation) gather in the middle of the Atlantic. They surround the tiny island of Saint Helena. Without so much as a warning, the subs rain hellfire on the island, purging all signs of life and civilization in a horrible inferno. An MP heavy gunship circles the island, launched from an aircraft carrier on the horizon, far enough away that it could be mistaken for a part of a routine Imperial convoy to the Eastern Territories. Also at this distance, 4 battleships calmly sail east.
Dawn approaches. Frogmen, the specially trained IWIS marine soldiers, rise from the waters of the Atlantic and clear the charred remains of Saint Helena. It does not take them long.
A lone Stormpetrel lands on the blackened rubble. A small, lightly built man steps out, and crushes his cigarette to the ground.
"We begin construction tonight," Alzira hissed.
Dawn approaches. Frogmen, the specially trained IWIS marine soldiers, rise from the waters of the Atlantic and clear the charred remains of Saint Helena. It does not take them long.
A lone Stormpetrel lands on the blackened rubble. A small, lightly built man steps out, and crushes his cigarette to the ground.
"We begin construction tonight," Alzira hissed.
