New Technia Headquarters - NTHQ Millenium Sail

[Shirafune]

(Can I somehow appear and disappear into Dragnea? Oh well, lagging behind )

[theburntone]

Constantine walked into the building. His body was still adjusting to being alive again. Stumbling into a wall, he managed to steady himself long enough to ask the receptionist, "Have you seen my teammates come through here? I'm with Yuki, Venser, Sierra and Kamin."

[Carillus]

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[NPC Controller]

The counter girl found herself suddenly accosted by three people at once, but this was a small matter. It happened often anyway - it took a bit of polish off of her already perfected smile, but it was otherwise perfectly manageable.

"Trans... There is no information in New Technia on this subject, I am afraid. Currently, all the information that exists on Trans is located in the Grand Central Library in Erutaretil, the Roundtable's leading literature centre."

As for the other two, they seemed to have the same objective, but it was impossible to verify their claim that there was a link between them and the party that was currently involved in the assault on the terrorist organisation.

Suddenly, the phone rang. Without lifting a finger, she picked it up.

"... Yes. Yes. I understand."

An order to allow a few people - namely, the three standing in front of her at the moment - to be transported to Dragnea. She pressed a few buttons.

Within a minute, a Dragonfly was touching down outside the Headquarters.

"Your transport to the Dragnea base is outside. Please make haste, the assault is beginning at approximately 0500, NT Time."

[Mathus]

'Assault? They are planning a war so soon? Might as well tag along then before heading back to Erutaretil and something tells me this Dragnea base would have some useful equipment..'

"Thanks for the info"

Sol hurried outside to board the aircraft.

'I think I have forgotten something important when I arrived at the Roundtable..meh I'll probably remember it later..'

[Shirafune]

"Ok so let's just board the aircraft randomly."

Tsubasa followed Sol aboard the aircraft since it seemed like the only and right thing to do.

[theburntone]

"Okay, slow and steady now, you don't want to damage this thing..."

"Oh, shut up. I'm not that heavy."

Constantine steadied himself and stepped into the Dragonfly.

"Please don't be airsick..."

[NPC Controller]

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ZUREAN MILITARY INVASION STARTS HERE
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Office of the President, Michelle T. Bazritz
The report reached the President's Office within seconds of its sending, undergoing 128-bit decryption within half a second and quickly popped up as an urgent message on the President's monitor.

Michelle flinched.

"An invasion? Another attack just after we had to deal with those terrorists from another universe?"

With experienced hands, she brought up secure communications to the heads of the three arms of the military - land, sea and air.

"General Marsh, I need you to prep the expeditionary sea force for rapid Chronosphere deployment, ASAP. Yes, NTRS Winchester and Quebec as well. General Ashcroft, what's the status of Dragnea...? Still undergoing repairs? Alright, we'll leave that out. Scramble Air Squadrons 86 through 145. Yes, the 101st as well, they're going to be needed. General Marseille, how are the portable Chronotrucks...? Ready for deployment? Alright, send them in. Set up a temporary Chronobase structure on the border of Central Orlania and the Port. Yes, I want all of the 66th Fire Team hot-dropped in there right now. Update me when everything's done."

Dropping the lines, she opened three more.

"Shogun...? Yes, we need your help. We're under attack from a foreign invasionary force, most likely of extraterrestrial origin. Tengus...? Yes, and some Onis as well. There appears to be a desperate need for Battleships as well. Yes, thank you."

"William, I need you to contact the embassies in Nasul City and Glissan Capella, inform Nasul of our intention to borrow the Propella pool for use. Yes, it is a matter of grave IEU importance. Please inform Glissan Capella of our stationing of troops on the border. Yes, do that, thank you."

"Jessica? Yes, I need that team again ASAP. Try to get some of the former ODESA members back together as well. Yes, Miyo as well. Dahlia and the rest? If they're willing, yes. We need all the help we can get."

One final call. She pressed the red button on the side of her desk.

"Hi, Samantha. Great day, huh. Yeah, I'm sending your ODESA back to you - along with a few new additions. I hope you'll find a use for them, they're pretty darn good, too. Got a few of my own little trinkets, as well."

Orlania Head Office - Samantha P. McIntyre

A brief knocking on the door.

"Come in." Samantha's terse reply just barely betrayed the gravity of the situation.

"Ma'am, we've confirmed the en-route of the Technian military. Their ships should be at the port in slightly under 1 hour. Their jets are flying toward the conflict zone as we speak." The reporting officer said in a disciplined, slightly hushed tone.

"And the status of our current units?"

"Bad shape, ma'am. There's some huge black sphere of darkness that's absorbing our attacks. Nothing's getting through. They've got some kind of air force as well - air-controlling soldiers. They're devastating our own air force. Things on the ground aren't looking good as well - they've got summoners and ice/earth controllers, so we've got virtually zero advantage with conventional weaponry. They're also flinging large fireballs at us."

Samantha considered this slightly.

"Alright. Send the order to cease attack on the structure and focus on a defensive retreat. They've caught us unaware, so there's no way we can keep this up unless we consolidate our forces. Order all forces to retreat to the borders while facilitating evacuation."

"Affirmative, ma'am."

"How's Hayate doing?"

"He's holding off a small front, ma'am. About 100 metres of frontline defence on his own. But I don't think he can last much longer."

"Alright. After this is all over, make sure to compensate him for his help. Do we have any reinforcements coming in from the other states besides Technia?"

"Yes, we've got several musical shock units coming in from Glissan Capella."

"And Nasul?"

"Two Specials, by the names of Accelerator and Shana."

That's all we have to work with, then...

"Oh, but there's more from the inland states. Erutaretil's head said she was coming down personally, and apparently there are some people from Newer Gensokyo as well, by the names of -"

What, even Newer Gensokyo?!

" - Reisen Udongein Inaba, Mystia Lorelei and ... Kazami Yuka."

[NPC Controller]

Orlania Head Office - Samantha P. McIntyre

"Ma'am, the Chronotrucks from Technia are in place, and our ships are en route to rendezvous with the reinforcements from Technia."

"Alright." Samantha motioned for the messenger to leave, then pulled up the other reports.

Hayate had evacuated the Port as well; he had rescued a civilian, and was now leaving the battlefield. The evacuation procedure had gone smoothly; 98% of the population had already been moved to a temporary base in Central Orlania. The port was lost - now was to prevent them from moving any further.

Sergeant Gerard Roswell, 28th Infantry Division, 54th Platoon, Orlanian Army

The fireballs were still raining down.

A building thirty metres away exploded into a massive cloud of ash, rock and dust, pelting flaming remnants of desks down upon them.

Gerard shielded the child he had found within his arms, little fragments of rock slamming down upon his back. Small welts spung up almost instantly; he could feel the sharp pain running down his spine. He'd have a field day tomorrow.

"This is Gerard, I've got a civilian with me, over. Request backup."

"Negative, Sergeant. All forces are currently engaged. You'll have to make it out on your own."

Shit.

Getting up on one foot, Gerard shouldered the child, then ran out across the apocalyptic wasteland of what used to be Whittington Street in the general direction of the retreat. Along the way, he was met with the sight of a flaming skeleton, still wearing its helmet. He leaned down; Damon. Cursing slightly under his breath, he ran on ahead, intent on getting his charge out of the battlefield.

Another building exploded behind him. Shaken by the blast, he fell to his knees; looking up, a massive block of concrete was set on a beeline for his position.

Sorry.

He hugged the toddler in his arms.

"...I don't think now's your time yet, soldier."

A sudden quiet enveloped him - an almost eerie silence. He slowly opened his eyes.

The concrete block was floating metres above his head, contained behind a massive translucent field of energy.

A little girl with purple hair had her hand outstretched just in front of him, holding a massive forcefield around the evacuation zone.

"Welcome to the perimeter. I'll take it from here on out; get him to safety, soldier. That's all you have to do."

With that, the little girl walked slowly forward, holding the massive shield - almost a kilometer across - before her.

Gerard quietly thanked her, then carried the child forward to an APC that had stopped nearby.

There might still be hope yet.

[NPC Controller]

New Technia Headquarters - Michelle T. Bazritz

Bang.

The sound of a fist hitting a table.

"Are you telling me that one of the most important members of our air force is now trapped inside enemy territory because she was sightseeing when they attacked?"

"Uh, yes, ma'am. She stopped by to look at some older models just before the invasion started."

"Good god. Nearby rescue teams?"

"None, ma'am. All units are currently either engaged or en route; and the only transports we have are evacuating citizens."

"What about Blitz?"

"En route to the Borderlands, ma'am. Ms. McIntyre requested for their help in a mission."

"Who?"

"The WWB crew, ma'am."

Michelle pondered for a moment. "Them, huh... Maybe. Alright. Send a request message to them. Jessica passed them a communicator, right? Now's the time to use it."

"And if they refuse?"

"It's a short detour, and it's a very quick mission - the rental hangar is on the outskirts of the Port, right? So hopefully the enemy, which is still centred around the fortress, would not have too many forces in the area. Still, always better to have some insurance. If they refuse then she'll just have to hold out until we can send in a rescue team."

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MISSON #02 SUMMARY
- Search, Protect and Evacuate

All missions will, and have always been, optional. You may choose not to take this mission if you do not wish to.
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Objective

Find and rescue Catherine Ludwig Bostock, one of New Technia's most important UAV project leaders.

Location

Abandoned R.T. Vehicle Hire-Purchase Co. Ltd. Hangar

Allies

• Jennifer Dagwood [122th Air Hawks, VTT-01 T-122F "Blitz Regia"] - Transport
  

Restrictions

None.