Chapter 1970 Battle Preparations

1970 Battle Preparations
"Extra! Extra! One Small Step for Man, One Giant Leap for Mankind: Moonwalkers Make History!
"Houston, We Have a Walker! Husband sleepwalks, dreaming he is an astronaut Taking a stroll on the Lunar Surface!"
"To the Moon and Back: Space Pioneers Leave Footprints in Lunar Dust"
"Goodness! Moonwalk Madness: Astronauts Dance on the Moon! Could this be the new trend?"
"Woman gets 87 marriage proposals in 1 week after going to the moon. Read all about it-"
It's been 1 week since Mankind touched the moon, and so far, new reports have been coming out every now and then.
For one, it seems a Peace station will be built on the Moon, and the already incredible Rocket designs will be modified so they don't release any flames of fire when heading into space.
Again, people couldn't picture such a thing happening without the rocket's fire propelling the rocket to the
skies.
Only when Landon realizes Star Wars and other Scifi legends, would know that Spaceships could actually fly in the future without releasing so much fumes and fire.
Many spies suddenly felt terrible when seeing Battle growing stronger and stronger by the day.
Power shift!
It suddenly dawned on them that Baymard might truly lead to their undoing.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
"Quickly, send news to the Master!
Several forces scattered about, sending word to all corners of the world of what they witnessed with their own 2 cycs.
With pale faces and unfocused eyes, they fled as though running for their lives.
Terrible! Baymard was too terrible for them to go up against, not now or even in the near future.
How can their empires contend with people who can go to the moon and back?
Forget it... just sign the bloody treaty and be done with it.
Spies from several non-UN empires thought so. Of course, it would still be for their master's to decide what to
do.
Continue going against Baymard or become an ally?
Some people still think Morgany has a good chance, while others might switch sides in a blink of an cyc. Dammit!
They hate Baymard due to its many rules.
What do you mean by no slavery?
What do you mean by saying they can't abuse the maids that do their bidding?
No whipping, no sleeping with women forcefully, no nothing?
Weren't these the perks of being a noble?
Raymard's many rules were the reason several people rejected the so-called UN alliance. RUN!
That was all they could do after witnessing Baymard's show of power.
But while the buzz about the moon and the first Star Wars movie was ingoing, Landon and several others had
not forgotten the true reason for their coming to Baymard -WAR.
[Host, don't forget that you must retrieve the Golden Core and submit to the system in your now upgraded space to successfully stop any more chaos caused by the Core's existence.]
'I know,'Landon replied, to the nagging voice in his cars.
[Heh... I thought the host, being his stupid self, would have forgotten, since you haven't retrieved it after getting Space upgrade last year.]
Landon rolled his eyes, not bothering with the system's sassiness.
After staying so long with the system, with years of getting insulted and bagged on under his belt of achievements, how could Landon bother arguing with it?
Landon shook his head wryly, you wont understand."
What he wanted was to allow the Morgs climb higher and have their egos go up the rough, before he eventually swoops in to snatch the core away.
Just think about how they would feel when they received word for war and then find out the Holy Core is missing?
Heh-heh-heh-
[Ilost, has anyone ever told you that you are the true villain here?&125;
(-_-)..!
Not today, system... not today.
Landon took deep breaths, throwing all thoughts of the Holy Core behind.
Right now, he and several major commanders, leaders and superiors from Baymard and the other UN empires were all gathered in the largest Barrack Hall with crossed arms and stern faces.
These people weren't his superiors but his allies.
Thus, for several months now, he and their monarchs had come up together with a war plan that incorporates everyone's strengths.
Some Landon had made known the sort of firepower they had after the last war, there was no need hiding anything from them.
Landon was walking alongside the many monarchs into the hall.
There were over 70 of them walking in.
"At ease.""
Those words caused the group to sit while watching their leaders take the high seats.
It was a Caronian commander who took the stage with a few others.
"Today, we have gathered you all here for this Final Mission Briefing. But before we continue... everyone, please reach for the envelopes under your seat!"
Many did as instructed, retrieving envelopes that had their names written on them, alongside what their unit names would be called.
Red Scorpio 002, Blue Eagle 001 Orange Tiger 013... you name it.
There, one could find a list of people they will be working with.
What many found after opening the envelopes was everyone was working, working people from other
empires.
For example, Red Scorpion 012, had to work alongside Blue Eagle 001 and several other teams to target particular cities within the Morgany or Adonis.
No joke, every UN empire will work with each other in each place to secure victory.
They weren't just attacking one place at a time, but doing a full blown attack everywhere in Morgany and Adonis all at once.
And to ensure everyone's safety, Baymard was willing to give them armor as light as shirts for them to wear. They would also get the latest sword, daggers, spears and other weapons from Baymard that used enhanced metals.
After watching the war that happened at the start of this year, several people had to admit that the Morgs weren't all talk.
Somehow, they found a way to make their metals stronger, so of course ordinary weapons won't work against them.
That's why Baymard was stepping up with a solution for this.
But of course, for Baymard to enhance and create new weapons for them, meant that all UN empires had to bring in piles and heads of their metal weapons for Baymard to smelt and create new products from.
Even the armor that was as light as a summer shirt, was made from the metal they produced.
Nothing lost, nothing gained.
Landon gave back what they gave, but in better and improved conditions.
Flip, flip-
The entire scene was filled with people flipping the document. folders taken out of the envelopes.
There were 5 main focus points the documents provided.
List of all teams they will be working with, as well as names of those under their command:
> Entry and Exit into targeted places, including rendezvous points if everything goes well or wrong.
> What role cach side will play and how they come in.
> Mission objects, including images of City/Town Lord's and main noble forces residing in cach placc.
>And finally, 7 Detailed Maps of the regions (cities, villages, towns, forests or hidden fortresses they were to
scour).
All these years of warping in and out of both Adonis and Morgany, allowed Landon capture and envelope these
maps.
Everyone subconsciously nodded when flipping through the documents as the speaker ahead bellowed.
"Please ensure your file has all documents in order. If you find you are lacking any documents called out,
please stay back after the briefing to have it rectified."
Many people began double-checking again and only released a sigh of relief when they were sure they had all
the documents involved.
Again, some people found that they were tasked with -class missions, others tasked with SS-class and some charged with SSS-class missions.
Soon, the images on the projected screen changed, and the briefing officially began.
2 hours later, they were finally done.
"Everyone, the official leaving date is May 17th. Today is the 10th. Please enjoy your time in Baymard, rest and
get yourselves sorted out for departure at 00:30!"
Everyone's heart drummed loudly as they listened on.
That's right, they will be leaving at 12:30 midnight.
They clenched their documents hard, already feeling the burden of carrying such a world changing mission on their shoulders.
"Remember that as Armed forces, we must prepare for the worst. Guard these documents with your lives and
study them well."
From the terrain, to the weather, to the plants typically found around these areas... they must master them all
to heart.
Likewise, they must ensure they master the information given and then instruct the soldiers under them on
what to do.
Again, they must also hold meetings with the teams from other empires who were assigned to work with them
in attacking their targeted zones.
Some people found that they were not even tasked with attacking Morgany or Adonis, but were to attack the
many Morg pirate islands scattered around.
Know that in this world, all... they mean Ald. islands belong to Morgany.
So destroying Morgany and destroying the island forces, would practically make any escaped Morg spics or
forces they failed to eliminate, to become homeless.
Again, for Adonis, one should know that Adonis has 2 whole continents under its belt.
Lampe Continent and Diana continent.... and they were bloody well going to attack both. You don't understand... This was a war of the World against these 2 forces. Even the Non-treaty empires who weren't joining the battle, couldn't agree more. It was time for someone to finally pull these down their high forces, once and for all!
"For world peace, we must WIN."
(*~*)