The war on terror broke the world, the GLA set off nukes and chemical bombs destroying most cities in the US and China, and JC Jension in essence bought out the people, but the US will live on, the Eagle will not just turn over and die, and Copper 9...
"General sir, the Arsenal Bird has just arrived, they are deloaking so that we may get a view of it and .........holy shit is it massive! it has to be at least thirty six hundred feet in wingspan!" said an officer. "Let me see," said the General as he walked over to the terminal to look at the footage.
This is what he saw.
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"Wow, how the hell did Granger even get that thing planetside?" said General Thunderstorm with awe in his voice. "didn't he say something about a specialized transport?" asked an officer. "Oh, right," said General Thunderstorm. "Oh Granger, you are one amazing and sly bastard, Drone Independence Force, has quite a ring to it, the whole ship looks like it was made only by worker drones, smart, makes it look like this was what we were working on," said General Thunderstorm as he saw the words painted on the wings. "General sir, it appears as though the Steel talons have taken control of the Salono Communications array, though reports indicate that they had to force away the workers living there and that those workers are fighting back in small little resistance groups, and from data we obtained through the CIA, they could potential after the cease-fire is over start jamming our comms," said an officer. "Hmm, that could be problomatic, send out small recon teams to make contact with those resistance groups, we will need their help in taking the Salono Communications array once the cease-fire is over," said General Thunderstorm.
Meanwhile in Jc Jenson HQ on Earth in Washington DC
The Jc Jenson CEO was pissed, "What do you mean that you have a cease-fire with those workers? I didn't pay you mercs to recieve a punch then beg for a cease-fire, clear out those damn drones, what is so damn difficult for you to understand about that?!" screamed out the CEO of Jc Jenson. There was a bit of inaudible chatter comming from the phone, "what? your evacing your wounded out? come on now, if you guys are the best then how come you begged for a week long cease-fire and have so many wounded to evac, shouldn't you have been able to crush them?" screamed out the Jc Jenson CEO followed by more inaudible chatter from the phone. "How dare you, I am your client, and you will do the job I hired you to do, now get to it!" screamed the CEO of Jc Jenson as he angrily hung up the phone and slammed it down on the desk. "Sounds like you need to stop for a bit and have a drink and relax," said a female worker drone in a maid outfit with the Jc Jenson logo on the shoulders. "Yeah, your right, thank you, I have to hand it to those techs that made you, you are quite perceptive, which makes it easier for you to be my personal servent," said the CEO as he accepted the bottle of whiskey and shot glass. "You are dismissed, I need some alone time," ordered the CEO. The maid then turned and walked out, the CEO unaware of what she really was. "Damn stuckup CEO, in that small time frame when I handed him the whiskey I could have killed him in thirty seven ways, but no, I have to sit there and listen in and pay attention to the bugs I planted and pretend to be a sweet and innocent servant, at least the CIA swapped out the actual uniform with this one so that I could at least have some weapons on me, that CEO is so lucky that he is a complete moron that isn't even worth trying to eliminate," thought the CIA agent in disguise.
