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Don't know what you're talking about


You can actually use different contingencies to win this, depending on your target objective.
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And so those Pherithian Fleenzubs outside flew away from the giant ship's cover and began flying a bit faster than sound waves, surrounding the crimson fighters. They would fly in a way while also releasing target-seeking flares so enemy missiles would hit each other instead of the Pherithians themselves nor the transport ship.
As soon as they went away from the transport, the crimson fighters switched to their vulcans to avoid friendly fire, and surrounded the vessel to form a perimeter. In any case, if the Pherithians dare to use explosive projectiles, then they would end blowing the ship. Those seven crimson fighters did their job, while two of the four supporting crimson fighters targets the Pherithians that are on the ship, still using vulcans.
They have their attention on the ones near the command quarters.
The Vulcan Turrets have more freedom at firing now that the Pherithian Fleenzubs have moved farther from vessel and their minimum range.
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The duo then took cover and prepared another two bottles of molotovs, before tossing them onto the command quarters. "Let's hope the flames would annoy the heck out of them!"
Apparently the flames died before it spread in the room. It seems the insides of the room's walls are glowing, the epicenter of these is the heart, which is negating an aura.
It's going to be hard breaking in without air support. While at that, two of the crimson fighters are watching the area near that room, ready to fire if they detect an enemy.
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"What the fuck? A girl laying down here? Who's this girl anyway?" the one right in front of the container asked.
"How do I know?" This has also ignited the curiosity of other Pherithians to look, this time a female Pherithian approached,"Why naked? Just fucking why? Are those blood-fuckers planning to do something with her?!" The woman soldier was disgusted as others can see.
"I don't know, homegirl, but must be a shady conspiracy... let's check if there are other boxes! We gonna check them all at once!"
Pherithians now check any boxes within the room as they can find, while also being alert and some are guarding
There was nothing else in that container, except for the pod with the pretty girl. If looked closely on the pod's lower parts, there are controls that has labels of a different language. And one here readable was found at the top, a mark of a rose with four thorny vines spread in quarter angles. Below the mark, a label
- V9 Rocket SASGCMS Model "Rosa"
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The transport ship has its speed increasing, it seems they just passed the middle part of Asjeria and now in the south region.
Just beyond the plainy horizon, Battlecruiser's Maya and Arya, along with their fleet, are waiting. Below them, Carmine and Shiva's forces also awaits.
"Yayy!! I can't wait to meet my new older sister!" Cheerfully cried Arya.
"Hohoho, now now Arya, big sis hasn't arrive yet. Hohoho! I'll be the one dressing her up" Followed Maya.
On the surface,
"Hmm? Why'd mast'r have to deliver 'er in a transport..." Boredly said Shiva.
"..." Carmine simply stared at the direction of where the ship was, smiling.
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Meanwhile, Crimson keeps on reading...
*He then has a flashback*
Jupradus, somewhere on a prairie. It was raining hard on that evening. A figure, cloaked in black.
"Eh? Experiment? ... What do you mean do something with her? ... oh no no no, I can't do that... ... I said no, our powers are better off not with creation... *sigh* It seems too late now... I'll just have to hide her...
*flashback ends*
"... hmph, it was never too late, fool." Crimson said.
Don't know what you're talking about
You can actually use different contingencies to win this, depending on your target objective.
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And so those Pherithian Fleenzubs outside flew away from the giant ship's cover and began flying a bit faster than sound waves, surrounding the crimson fighters. They would fly in a way while also releasing target-seeking flares so enemy missiles would hit each other instead of the Pherithians themselves nor the transport ship.
As soon as they went away from the transport, the crimson fighters switched to their vulcans to avoid friendly fire, and surrounded the vessel to form a perimeter. In any case, if the Pherithians dare to use explosive projectiles, then they would end blowing the ship. Those seven crimson fighters did their job, while two of the four supporting crimson fighters targets the Pherithians that are on the ship, still using vulcans.
They have their attention on the ones near the command quarters.
The Vulcan Turrets have more freedom at firing now that the Pherithian Fleenzubs have moved farther from vessel and their minimum range.
**********
The duo then took cover and prepared another two bottles of molotovs, before tossing them onto the command quarters. "Let's hope the flames would annoy the heck out of them!"
Apparently the flames died before it spread in the room. It seems the insides of the room's walls are glowing, the epicenter of these is the heart, which is negating an aura.
It's going to be hard breaking in without air support. While at that, two of the crimson fighters are watching the area near that room, ready to fire if they detect an enemy.
*************
"What the fuck? A girl laying down here? Who's this girl anyway?" the one right in front of the container asked.
"How do I know?" This has also ignited the curiosity of other Pherithians to look, this time a female Pherithian approached,"Why naked? Just fucking why? Are those blood-fuckers planning to do something with her?!" The woman soldier was disgusted as others can see.
"I don't know, homegirl, but must be a shady conspiracy... let's check if there are other boxes! We gonna check them all at once!"
Pherithians now check any boxes within the room as they can find, while also being alert and some are guarding
There was nothing else in that container, except for the pod with the pretty girl. If looked closely on the pod's lower parts, there are controls that has labels of a different language. And one here readable was found at the top, a mark of a rose with four thorny vines spread in quarter angles. Below the mark, a label
- V9 Rocket SASGCMS Model "Rosa"
*******
The transport ship has its speed increasing, it seems they just passed the middle part of Asjeria and now in the south region.
Just beyond the plainy horizon, Battlecruiser's Maya and Arya, along with their fleet, are waiting. Below them, Carmine and Shiva's forces also awaits.
"Yayy!! I can't wait to meet my new older sister!" Cheerfully cried Arya.
"Hohoho, now now Arya, big sis hasn't arrive yet. Hohoho! I'll be the one dressing her up" Followed Maya.
On the surface,
"Hmm? Why'd mast'r have to deliver 'er in a transport..." Boredly said Shiva.
"..." Carmine simply stared at the direction of where the ship was, smiling.
============
Meanwhile, Crimson keeps on reading...
*He then has a flashback*
Jupradus, somewhere on a prairie. It was raining hard on that evening. A figure, cloaked in black.
"Eh? Experiment? ... What do you mean do something with her? ... oh no no no, I can't do that... ... I said no, our powers are better off not with creation... *sigh* It seems too late now... I'll just have to hide her...
*flashback ends*
"... hmph, it was never too late, fool." Crimson said.