World Of War Years 2017-2027

Sasaufe looks confused as she read through the paperwork regarding international politics. Her intelligence detailed an imminent attack on her ally the Sol Federation and yet one of the nations attacking them, and her personal nemesis, Imperial Greece requests an alliance with Kauzka. She shifted the paperwork to one side of her desk and began reading the reports of the new drone army she was forming. As Kauzka and much of the world lacked an AI, all of the drones would have to be controlled remotely. This, of course brought up the problem of signal strength, but she and her Master General had come up with a suitable tactic for solving this problem. They would set up signal repeater, like radio towers to strengthen it. Sasaufe wrote a brief reply declining Imperial Greece's offer for a alliance and then called in her Master General.

Time Jump 2 Hours.

100,000 SwarmBots (OOC, they only count as 1,000 units as 100 are controlled by one person), 10,000 SoloBots, 50,000 SoldierBots and 1,000 TankBots on a navy escort comprised of 5 Carriers with protection. Each Carrier had full Jets on board, with the drones being stored under the deck. Repeaters have also been delivered to aid the control of the 62,000 units. (OOC SwarmBots can be air units as well as SoloBots but the others are ground)

The Dras has dispatched the following message to Sasaufe

"Sasaufe,

It seems that Greece has finally gone off of the deep end of insanity. Already my country is transforming into the bunker of my father's generation, and our national industries have changed into war machines.

Before our borders close at the end of the week I ask for an emergency meeting in Afgurla, where this all started. I hope you will indulge me in this request, though I understand it is inconvenient.

Your Friend,

Ishay"

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Sasaufe, swamped by work, reluctantly goes to Procellia, leaving Heesish in charge and hoping the Dras has good reason to call her.

"Welcome back" the Dras said as Sasaufe defended the stairs onto the tarmac. His face seemed much older than just the year before, black bags under his eyes and a plastered on smile.

The city of Afgurla, laying in the south of the country was much warmer than the north, though still bitter cold. The floodplains were buried under a foot of snowfall, and the air was thick and humid despite being only ten degrees. Weather only made more miserable by the eternal overcast of a southern winter.

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Sasaufe smiled back at him, the signs of work and stress marking her face as well. 'Glad to be back' she said 'now I understand that you have something to discuss?'

Shycus, Kauzka:

The Master General and Heesish were discussing the issue of Seniars attack. 'Do we have enough drones to create an effective defense?' Heesish asked the General.
'Yes, Councillor we do, if we deploy that many though we won't have many left'
'It doesn't matter we still have the main army to defend us from any attack' Heesish replied.

500,000 SwarmBots, 100,000 Solobots, 50,000 SoldierBots and 25,000 TankBots are sent to obliterate the Greek assault.

"Yes yes my friend." He said with forced enthusiasm, eyeing the atheist mayor of the city with unease.

Unknown to anyone, other than a single member of the royal guard, inside of his heavy wool and cotton clothes was a packet of papers that could change the war.

Gesturing at the limousine parked nearby he said "let us discuss it later though. You must be tired and cold."

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Sasaufe climbed into the limo, remaining silent.

As soon as the car began moving the Dras' face turned serious and he turned to face the driver, TSgt Vemel.

"Did you check every damn nook and cranny?" He barked

"I personally saw to it that this car was disassembled and inspected by your most loyal men and women." Replied the Sergent

"Sasaufe" he said turning his attention to her "The meeting is right now. The second we step out of this car we will be watched by my enemies and if they learn what I'm about to do and say then you'll have signed my death certificate and possibly end a ten thousand year old monarchy"

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Sasaufe nodded 'you kept my secret' she said and waited for him to continue.

Reaching into an inner pocket of his wool coat the Dras pulled out a large envelope, thick with its contents.

"Tell me how do you think we've become so adept at our central planning my friend?" He asked, honestly curious about her answer

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