>>30508055
Michel and his guests don't seem too concerned. They're just enjoying the bread and water.

"Such a shame," Michel says. "To think I had to skip lunch today of all days."

The bankers shrug.

Meanwhile, Elaine's mother appears to be having an argument with the Earl Marshal, who's trying to calm her down. The Earl Marshal didn't look so well when he realized you were on a first name basis with the people holding the EU's purse strings, but he's handling the emergency very well.

Elaine is just looking outside with a worried expression.

>Grab Elaine and get to your table. It's better not to obstruct the staff.
>See if you can find who's in charge and offer to help. This isn't your problem, but you're still in the British military.

>>30508070
> See if you can find who's in charge and offer to help. This isn't your problem, but you're still in the British military.

>>30508070
>See if you can find who's in charge and offer to help. This isn't your problem, but you're still in the British military.

Everyone will be even more friendly towards us if we save their asses.

>>30508070
>>Grab Elaine and get to your table. It's better not to obstruct the staff.

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>>30508070
"I better get going." You wave to Michel and his guests. "I don't trust the SAS to handle this."

Hans, one of Michel's guests and another one of your father's friends, motions for you to head off.

"Don't mind us," he says. "I've known the, ah, 'manager' here for a long time. He can handle it, but the staff? Not so much."

It's quite easy to find the boss. The waiters are streaming out of the kitchen with Colt Canada C7s. There are two dozen in total - far too many for a restaurant this size - but they get out of your way when they see your RAF uniform.

In the back of the kitchen, you see an older gentleman pulling guns and ammunitions out of a walk-in refrigerator. He glares at you as you enter the kitchen and yells.

"Who the bloody hell - Oh, wait, I recognize you. You're M's new errand boy."

Perhaps it wasn't just the RAF uniform.

"I really wish you wouldn't announce that to the whole world." He man holds out another C7 for you, along with several boxes of ammo. You grab the weapon and run a quick check. "It's a bit of a sore spot for me. And the Russians. Mostly the Russians."

"I imagine so, seeing as how the Russians are all gone." The man shakes your hand, although it's mostly just a bare formality, seeing as how you're both holding guns. "Conners. Ian Conners. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Likewise." You finish checking the rifle. You're no expert, but it looks ready to shoot. "What's the situation?"

"Terrorist," Conners says. "We're not sure which cell yet. The RLF is our best."

"I thought the RLF were contained on the American continent."

>(cont.)

>>30508545
"They're mildly active in England, but not to this extent." Conners pulls out yet another rifle for you. "I imagine your partner will be needing this."

"Thank you." You run another quick check to confirm that Elaine's rifle is in good order. "Do you have any plans?"

"A few," Conners says. "We can hold this place for some time, but that won't solve our problem and things might go wrong. Some of the guests are... less expendable than others and should be moved to a more secure shelter, if possible. I've sent out some scouts to have a look at the area, but they haven't reported in yet. Once they return, I'll decide if it's necessary for us to assist in rooting out the terrorists."

>"I can help you defend this place until the scouts return."
>"I remember the town well enough. I'll escort the VIPs to safety."

>>30508562
>>"I remember the town well enough. I'll escort the VIPs to safety."

>>30508562
>>"I can help you defend this place until the scouts return."

>>30508562
> "I remember the town well enough. I'll escort the VIPs to safety."
Do they have armored cars or something?

>>30508562
>"I can help you defend this place until the scouts return."

Can't risk getting ambushed and lose one of the VIPs.

Rolled 2

>>30508562
1= Defend
2= Escort

>>30508562
"I remember the town well enough. I'll escort the VIPs to safety."

Conners doesn't look like he has enough people to set up a decent perimeter and while it'll definitely be dangerous out there, you won't be boxed in. As long as you stay mobile and avoid doing anything stupid, you won't get caught.

"Good," Conners says. "I don't have the manpower to handle this on my own. I believe you're already familiar with everyone we need escorted out. I'll calm the guests down and you can lead the VIPs out through the back door."

You follow Conners out of the kitchen. He goes to the middle of the restaurant and loudly calls everyone's attention. You could to Elaine who's having an oddly calm fight with her mother.

"I told you, mother," Elaine says. "I need to get a report on the situation so that I can help. Because I'm in the military and this is what we do."

"You don't want to help," Elaine's mother says. "You just want to run away, just like you ran away from home, from school, from me, from your father, from your sister, from your friends, from your country, from your heritage, from your pride, from your responsibilities and from your future. You've been running away since you were five years old, Elaine. It's time you grew up and started acting like an adult.

Elaine and her mother look completely worn out, almost bored, even. The Earl Marshal is slumping in his chair out of despair, munching on bread.

>(cont.)

>>30509087
As much as you don't want to get caught in this, you have a job to do.

"Elaine-" You call out to her.

Elaine immediately looks at you and smiles brightly. Her mother also looks at you, but with a mix of contempt, loathing and disgust.

"Julian," Elaine says. "This is my mother, Miriam. She thinks I've been shirking by responsibility to the family line for the last few years, and that I should take some time off to have an heir. Fortunately, I'm ovulating in eight days. Can you clear your schedule?"

Miriam rolls her eyes and scoffs at her daughter.

In hindsight, telling Elaine to work out her family issues was probably not your best idea.

>"This is not remotely the time for this, Elaine."
>"Can we get back to Dover first? Maybe ask Mary and Knight if they have an opinion on the subject?"
>"You know what? Sure. I'll write a letter to my parents. I'm certain they'll be thrilled."

>>30509111
>>"You know what? Sure. I'll write a letter to my parents. I'm certain they'll be thrilled."

>>30509111
>"You know what? Sure. I'll write a letter to my parents. I'm certain they'll be thrilled."

>>30509111
> "This is not remotely the time for this, Elaine."
Survival first, pissing off your mother later. Besides, we need to check our schedule first.

>>30509111
>>"You know what? Sure. I'll write a letter to my parents. I'm certain they'll be thrilled."

>>30509111
"You know what? Sure. I'll write a letter to my parents. I'm certain they'll be thrilled."

Elaine and her mother both look stunned, but Elaine quickly recovers and throws herself at you. She kisses you and slips her tongue into your mouth. At this point, you're committed. You lick her tongue and drink her saliva until Elaine pulls back, gasping for breath. It's the most you can do, seeing as how you're still holding to C7s.

"And now that we've settled our family planning, please take this rifle and help me get your mother and the Earl Marshal out of here." You give Elaine one of the rifles and salute the Earl Marshal. You're not sure if you're supposed to do that, but you don't care. "Your grace, I've been asked to escort you to a safer shelter."

"Thank God," the Earl Marshal. "John Harrington. Call me John if you'd like, I don't stand on ceremony in times like these, just get me the bloody hell out of here."

"We're leaving out the back door," you say. "I'll meet you there once I've picked up the rest of our party."

The Earl Marshall practically runs towards kitchen, desperate to get away from the women. Before Miriam can protest, Elaine grabs her arm and pulls her along.

You go back to Michel's table to pick up the rest of the party.

"Ladies, gentlemen," you say, "I'm afraid I shall have to suffice as your escort for the rest of the evening. If you would be so kind as to accompany me."

"I suppose we may as well," Dominic says. "Cowering here and waiting for the storm to pass would be shameful."

The men stand and help Jacynthe and Anja stand. You lead them to the kitchen. Elaine is covering the door and, thankfully, has not started another fight with her mother.

>(cont.)

>>30509726
"The shelter is at RAF Cranwell," you say. "I know the way from here. It might take a while, and it'll definitely be dangerous, but we'll get you there safely."

>"Elaine, scout ahead while I cover our backs."
>"Elaine and I will move ahead of you. We'll call you once we've cleared an area."
>"All of us will move together. We can't risk splitting up."

>>30509743
Other:
We move ahead, Elaine has rearguard

>Damn it, forgot to include this part:

>>30509743
>Thanks to your interactions, Elaine Robinson has learned a new skill. Please vote for which skill you would like her to unlock:
>Bluff
>Stealth

>>30509772
>>Stealth

>>30509743
>>30509772

Ok, if she gets stealth, then this:
>"Elaine, scout ahead while I cover our backs."

>>30509726
oh god i thought it came of being sarcastic, didn't know it was serious?

>>30509743
>"Elaine and I will move ahead of you. We'll call you once we've cleared an area."

>>30509772
>Stealth

>>30509934
Yeah, I figured you could use a scout for this one.

>>30509935
It won't be really serious for another eight days.

>>30509935
i felt like they're both half serious and have joking just for making a face in front of her mother.

maybe.

>>30509992
>>30509935
same, its half a joke, but half serious.

>>30509964
>It won't be really serious for another eight days.

god.
dammit.

>>30509726
>"Elaine, scout ahead while I cover our backs."
>Stealth
Better leave someone behind in case the VIPs get attacked.

>>30510059
>>30509934
>>30509935

we should ask if any of the VIP's knows how to work a gun, any help will work too.

>>30510098
We have only two guns - one for Elaine and one for Julian.
We should stick with them, and move from cover to cover.

Rolled 11, 5 = 16

>>30509772
>Elaine Robinson has learned Stealth.

"Elaine, scout ahead while I cover our backs." You give your rifle one final check and open the door. "I'll point out where to go. Be sure to stick to cover and let me know if anybody's around. Is everybody ready?"

The VIPs nod. Harrington and Michel and his friends don't seem to care one way or the other, but Elaine's mother still looks angry.

"All right, let's go."

The area around the restaurant is clear, but now that you're outside, you can clearly see the fire. It looks like they're coming from the RAF college. It's near your own destination, but the base and the college and big enough and far enough apart that you should be able to sneak through.

You point Elaine to the general direction of the base. You both check around for hostiles one more time. The town is semi-rural, with lots of open spaces, but there are plenty of houses, fences, sheds and trees to hide behind, if you know what you're doing.

Satisfied that there aren't any hidden snipers around, Elaine rushes forward to the next cover spot.

>(roll 1d20)

>>30510151
could have sworn there are side arms brought too, well whatever stick to the plan i guess.

Rolled 18

>>30510228

Rolled 1

>>30510228

>>30510282
Fuck.

Rolled 16

>>30510228
welp, hope it's a crit

>>30510282
OH GOD I'M SORRY.

>>30510228
You move cover from cover as fast as you can. The need for stealth slows you down, but you don't have to deal with the roads or traffic, so it more or less evens out. Elaine quietly moves quietly every time you point her forward. You don't encounter anyone - not even the civilians whose houses you're cutting through - until you're halfway there. That's when Elaine motions for you to hold back. Then she holds up six fingers.

Two against six isn't good odds. You peak out to see if you can spot the hostiles.

Your odds increase significantly.

There are six people there, but they're obviously untrained terrorists. They have no uniforms, they didn't post a sentry, a few of them just dropped their guns off on the side, they're using sidearms and they look completely undisciplined.

You might be able to sneak by, but while Elaine can handle it, you don't know if you and the VIPs can. You can wait for them to leave, but they might get reinforcement. You can probably take them out and take their equipment as a bonus, but the fight might attract attention.

>Try to sneak the party around the terrorists.
>Wait and hope they leave.
>Take them out.

>>30510565
>>Take them out.

>>30510565
>>Take them out.

>>30510565
> Try to sneak the party around the terrorists.

>>30510565
>>Try to sneak the party around the terrorists.

>>30510565
>>Take them out.
We have a group of VIPS.

>>30510565

>Try to sneak the party around the terrorists.

>>30510565
>>Take them out.
If THEY'RE undisciplined, we can bank on their allies being similar.

Safer to try and take them out and rely on lack of military intuition/training to keep their friends from catching on as to what happened to this group.

Sneaking the VIPs would be viable if we had a better route to take, but we're mostly stuck in the open for now.

>>30510565
>>Take them out.

>>30509111
>>"Can we get back to Dover first? Maybe ask Mary and Knight if they have an opinion on the subject?"


I know I was late for this.

But really? You guys didn't choose this/ considering how they reacted to the yes.

I really wanted to see what would have happened if we choose this

>>30510790
we wouldn't have unlocked one of Elaine's traits.

Rolled 3

>>30510565
You give Elaine the universal sign for 'We are going to murder these guys and loot their corpses.' She nods once and lines up a shot from her position. Once you start shooting, she'll follow suit.

You, on the other hand, are going to have a harder time of it. You can see the terrorists from your position, but you don't have a clear shot at this distance, and you don't want to alert them to the position of the VIPs. You're going to have to charge at them and hope your rifle fire either kills them or forces them into cover.

You take a few deep breaths to calm yourself and then spring towards the terrorists, one finger heavy on your rifle's trigger. You're not really aiming, but there's six of them, you have the element of surprise and they're exposed. You should be able to kill something.

>(roll 2d20)

Rolled 5, 1 = 6

>>30510938

Rolled 9

>>30510938

Rolled 7, 10 = 17

>>30510938
Here we go.

>>30510946
Damn it Wrenloft.

Rolled 14, 18 = 32

>>30510938

>>30510979
>>30510966
>>30510946
Decent
>>30510948
This shouldn't count.

Rolled 5, 16 = 21

>>30510790

her mother would have made a bitch fit of Reber being a playboy scum and further deepen her hate of her daughter for it.

it's all about when and how to play along.

>>30510938
rolling!

>>30511004
ya sorry about that, just not my night.

>>30510979
at least this guy rolled good.

>>30510938
As far as you can tell, your charge doesn't kill any of the terrorists, but some of them take some very painful and very inconvenient wounds. They drop prone almost immediately and Elaine has a very good shot at them from her position. Once she's done killing the fallen terrorists, she guns down the few that are still standing. It takes the two of you under five seconds to clear the area.

You scout out the immediate area to confirm it's clear and wave the VIPs through. Harrington looks like he's downright enjoying himself and Michel's party are all still jaded about everything. Elaine's mother, however, pointedly avoids looking at the terrorists.
"What a shoddy operation," Harrington says. "They don't even have a radio."

"Yeah, this is strange," you say. "The explosions we heard were coordinated. They should have better equipment than this."

"There's no point in being paranoid, Julian," Jacynthe says. "You should have seen how much of a mess your father was back when he was worrying over every little thing."

"Aliens destroying the homeland wasn't a 'little thing', Jacynthe," Hans says. "But you're right about this. In all likelihood, they were being supplied by someone else. Something must have disrupted their supply shipments. They received the bombs, but not the rest of the equipment they needed."

"Or perhaps they became impatient," Harrington says.

Regardless, you now have some more guns to hand out.

>"So, Hans... about those rumours you worked for the Stasi..."
>"Your grace, you sound familiar with military operations..."
>You don't need to endanger your VIPs. Keep moving.

>>30511255
>>"So, Hans... about those rumours you worked for the Stasi..."
>>"Your grace, you sound familiar with military operations..."

>>30510909
I feel we would have unlocked it regardless
>>30511042
This point makes more sense

>>30511255
>>"Your grace, you sound familiar with military operations..."

>>30511255
> "Your grace, you sound familiar with military operations..."
> You don't need to endanger your VIPs. Keep moving.
We can talk while moving.

>>30511255
>"So, Hans... about those rumours you worked for the Stasi..."
>"Your grace, you sound familiar with military operations..."
>You don't need to endanger your VIPs. Keep moving.
Move and talk, also arm them.

>>30511255
The Earl Marshal casually picks up one of the terrorist's rifles and looks it over.

"M4 Carbine," he says. "American-made. Some elements of the British Army use it, but they're fairly rare here. These terrorists most definitely have someone supplying them."

You don't bother asking him if he wants to help out. That still leaves you with plenty of guns.

"So, Hans... about those rumours you worked for the Stasi..."

"This again?" Hans sighs. "Just because I supplied your father with the location of a few hundred thousand troy ounces of Nazi gold, and the anonymous Swiss bank account numbers of several prominent German officials, and exposed several dozen other corrupt German officials who were storing money and valuable goods in secret safes in their home does not mean I worked for the Stasi."

Everyone is now staring at Hans. You hold out a rifle for him and say nothing.

Hans sighs again and picks up it. He checks the chamber and magazine faster than you could.

"Now that we've settled that, let's get moving," you say. "We're about halfway to the RAF base. It's that way, Elaine."

You point in the base's direction and Elaine heads for the nearest cover.

>(roll 1d20)

Rolled 12

>>30511733
Rolling.

Rolled 5

>>30511733

Rolled 11

>>30511733

Rolled 16, 7, 1 = 24

>>30511752
Rolling...

>>30511752
>>30511753
>>30511784

mediocrity, mediocrity everywhere

>>30511820
The dice gods want their sacrifice today, huh.

>>30511859
they want their harem for the MC.

>>30511859
well at least it's not against BETA's this time.

>>30511886
quite you!

>>30511733
You get within visual range of the RAF base and Elaine urgently motions for you to stop. You can see some lights - fires, probably - but you can't tell what's happening. If the look on Elaine's face is any indication, it isn't good. She waves you forward and you carefully make your way to her.

You look out from her vantage point and see ten terrorists standing near a breach in the base's perimeter fence. A few of them are wearing casual clothes, but some of them are wearing RAF uniform. The only reason why you're certain they're all terrorists is because they're standing over the corpses of more than a dozen MPs and soldiers.

"Insiders, or disguises?" Elaine asks.

"Has to be disguises," you say, trying to convince yourself more than Elaine. "If they were insiders, the other guys would have had better training."

"They might have recruited people from the inside and outside," Elaine says. "In any case, this is bad. Can we go around them?"

"Unlikely," you say. "Even if we could, there's no guarantee the next spot won't be compromised as well. We might as well go through here, or wait and see what happens."

>Attack them. (Specify how.)
>>You and Elaine can take care of it.
>>Ask Hans and Harrington to support you.
>Wait and see.

>>30512019
>>>Ask Hans and Harrington to support you.

>>30512019
>>Ask Hans and Harrington to support you.
we need all the guns we can get

>>30512019
>>>Ask Hans and Harrington to support you.

in any case we should move before their back up arrives.

>>30512019
> Ask Hans and Harrington to support you.
Find cover, and open covering fire. Their goal is to pin them down.
Elaine and Julian shall flank them and take them out.

>>30511929
*sad face*

>>30512019
You motion for Hans and Harrington to provide suppression fire on a three-count. From your position, it should be easy for you and Elaine to flank the terrorists even if they go for cover.

Hand and Harrington both nod and move into position. You can't see them very well, but from what you can tell, they're extremely professional about it. At least one of them will be able to see your countdown.

You hold up three fingers high enough that your allies should see, but your enemies won't. They don't seem to be paying much attention to you anyway.

You mentally count down from three and, with a slight gesture of your hand, lower your fingers one by one. The instant you're down to zero, the suppression fire begins.

>(roll 4d20)

Rolled 8, 14, 20, 16 = 58

>>30512362

Rolled 7, 9, 4, 10 = 30

>>30512362
Here we go.

Rolled 7, 19, 18, 5 = 49

>>30512362

>>30512362
Between the four of you, the terrorists go down almost immediately. You and Elaine check the scene for another hostiles, but your search is clear. However, you do find that one of the terrorists has survived, although he's missing a kneecap. He's screaming in pain, he probably won't bleed to death any time soon. These particular terrorists also had much better equipment; you find a pair of radios among the corpses.

Your VIPs are safe, the way into RAF Cranwell looks clear and you have a prisoner.

>Interrogate the prisoner now.
>Drag the prisoner with you to the shelter.

>>30512579
>>Drag the prisoner with you to the shelter.

>>30512579
>>Drag the prisoner with you to the shelter.

>>30512579
> Drag the prisoner with you to the shelter.

Rolled 5, 13, 2, 5 = 25

>>30512579
>Drag the prisoner with you to the shelter.
make sure we strip him of everything or anything he can use, we don't want him blowing up or doing something stupid

>>30512579
>Interrogate the prisoner now

We don't know that the shelter isn't their damned target or that, lord forbid, they're stealing TSFs to level the base.

>>30512605
>>30512607
>>30512634
>>30512715
>>>Drag the prisoner with you to the shelter.

If we -must- do this, put a belt onto his leg to stop him from bleeding out and strategically sever the tendons of his hands with a knife so he can't grab a weapon and try to kill anyone.

I'd also be all for gagging him and severing the bicep muscles of his arms so that he has even LESS ability to try and screw with us.

>>30512988
Sounds alright with me.

>>30512579
You wave the VIPs forward into the base and grab your prisonner.

"What's your name," you ask.

"Sinner... sinner against God's judgment..." He forces the words out of his mouth between the gasps of pain. "I am... who holds allegiance... to the will of God and His judgment... Man will be purged... for his sins..."

"All right then, you're moving naked from now on."

You cut out the man's clothes with a combat knife, leaving him in his underwear. You tie him up as securely as you can, but with the condition his leg is in, there really isn't much he could do to attack you or run away.

"Julian, take the front," Elaine says. "I'll cover our back."

You pull the prisoner forward towards the shelter. It's been a while, but you participated in quite a few drills here, and you remember exactly where the shelter is. Most of your VIPs continue giving no fucks about anything, but Elaine's mother looks like she's about to be sick. It's actually quite surprising that she's held up for this long. Civilians don't usually shrug off the site of bloody, bullet-ridden bodies.

The shelter is exactly where you remember it. It's also manned by MPs and soldiers. They challenge you as you arrive, but the Earl Marshal waves them down. It's not exactly standard protocol, but no one wants to take a shot at one of the Great Officers of State.

>(cont.)

>>30513309
You unceremoniously drop throw your prisoner at one of the MPs' feet.

"He's one of the terrorists," you say. "We caught him and nine others trying to break into the base. They'd killed about a dozen guards."

"We'll take care of it, sir," the MP says. "In the meantime, Air commodore Pentecost will want to see you."

"I'll go looking for him," you say. "Coming, Elaine?"

She looks at her mother as a security detail leads her into the shelter proper. Then she turns to you and smiles.

"Of course," she says. "It wouldn't do if I didn't run away straight into a warzone."

Pentecost is easy to find. He's the guy loudly shouting orders from the highest vantage point.

"Owens! The scouts just came back. Go get their report. Brook! You and the rest of the cadets are to perform a headcount. I want to know how many people they have." He sees you and Elaine approach. "Reber, Robinson, welcome to our forward operating base."

"I'm sure the hospitality is better than Sterling's, sir," you say. "What can we do to help?"

"I need you to get airborne," Pentecost says. "We received a few runners. Our TSFs have been sabotaged, and the hangars themselves are under pressure, but if you can get to one of them, you should be able to get at least one TSF running and get into the fight. Whatever happens, we can't let these terrorists get into the hangars."

>"We'll go to the RAF hangar. It's closest."
>"We'll go to the college hangar. It's got the Typhoons, right?"
>"Getting into the hangars will be too dangerous if they're being attacked, but the museum..."

>>30513309
that is one long ass name.

>>30513333
>>"We'll go to the college hangar. It's got the Typhoons, right?"

>>30513333
> "We'll go to the RAF hangar. It's closest."

>>30513333
>>>"We'll go to the college hangar. It's got the Typhoons, right?"

>>30513333
>museum

I assume they have some early model TSFs?

>>30513333
Switching to this
>>"Getting into the hangars will be too dangerous if they're being attacked, but the museum..."

>>30513333
>>"We'll go to the college hangar. It's got the Typhoons, right?"

hoping those cadet's bodies are ready.

>>30513333
>"Getting into the hangars will be too dangerous if they're being attacked, but the museum..."

Well no one will expect this!

>>30513397
nope its air planes.
museum=air planes
Raf= phantoms
College= Typhoons

>>30513397
museums are all aircraft actually.

>>30513397
Planes, if my memory serves.

>>30513333
>"We'll go to the RAF hangar. It's closest."
we need to get up and running ASAP

we can let Elaine sit on our lap

>>30513333
>>"Getting into the hangars will be too dangerous if they're being attacked, but the museum..."

"Museum piece, huh? I'll show them a museum piece!"

>>30513333
>>"We'll go to the RAF hangar. It's closest."
We visited the museum before, and mentioned that we had to MENTALLY RECALL the smell of gas fumes.

The planes in the museum don't have FUEL.

>>30513333
>>"Getting into the hangars will be too dangerous if they're being attacked, but the museum..."

>>30513436
Planes with no fuel and ammo?
You're right, no one is expecting that.

>>30513333
>"We'll go to the RAF hangar. It's closest."
the people voting for the ancient planes are stupid, lets go with what we actually have combat experience in, and is closest

GUYS what if those cadets are the daughters of these VIP's?

>>30513471
we will run it on PURE RESOLVE.

>>30513585
then they can wait inline after Elaine and Knight and Wright, that is, if Elaine lets them even get the chance

>>30513638
that's not what i meant, if going to the college wins and we get them to join us it could be bad and good depending on the circumstances of the battle.

I'm half expecting the terrorist leader to be a full blown bond villain or something

Rolled 2

>>30513333
Tiebreaker roll:
1= RAF hangar
2= Museum

>>30513731
i'm leaning towards religious zealot, that thinks this is rapture.
>>30513745
Yay

>>30513731
i wouldn't have it any other way.

>>30513745
Elaine is going to be the spotter.

>>30513745
So only WE'RE going to have transport, because Elaine probably can't fly ancient warplanes.

>>30513745
well this should be interesting, trying to rundown terrorists with a crusader

>>30513798
just hoping there is actually a decent fighter jet there somewhere, all countries did prioritize TSF R&D.

>>30513837
she can sit in our lap, like wright did in our tornado

>>30513889
>>30513837
planes are usually two seaters.

>>30513333
"Getting into the hangars will be too hard if they're being attacked, but the museum..."

"The museum should be unguarded," Pentecost says. "You remember how to fuel and arm a plane?"

"Of course I do," you say. "See if you can get runners into the hangars, tell them to start a fighting retreat. If the TSFs are damaged, it'll take a while for the terrorists can get them ready for combat, even if they probably know what the damage is and how to fix it. I can make it in time."

"I'll think about it," Pentecost says. "I would prefer if you didn't shoot down several squadrons worth of TSFs."

"Duly noted, sir."

"Wait," Elaine says. "We're doing what now?"

"Don't worry, I'll sort you out once we get there."

The loud, painful crackling of a speaker interrupts your conversation.

"Shit," Pentecost says. "They must have gotten to the speaker system."

"Attention, heathens!" A booming voice echoes throughout the base, but it doesn't actually sound very deep. Most of it must be the speakers. "We are Allegiance! We are the servants of God! We have come to welcome the judgment of God, the divine beings you call 'BETA' in your filthy tongue! You, who have dared to raise your hand against the chosen of God, will be the first to suffer His wrath!"

>>30513845
don't really mind piloting some Hawks.

>>30513972
MISSION REPORT:
- Julian Reber survived. (1XP)
- Elaine Robinson survived. (1XP)
- Miriam Robinson survived. (1XP)
- John Harrington survived. (1XP)
- Michel survived. (1XP)
- Jacynthe survived. (1XP)
- Hans survived. (1XP)
- Anja survived. (1XP)
- Dominic survived. (1XP)
- All VIPs survived. (1XP)
- Escorted VIPs to their shelter. (1XP)
- Eliminated first terrorist team. (1XP)
- Eliminated second terrorist team. (1XP)
- Captured a prisoner. (1XP)
- Total: 14XP

NOTES:
- Securing all the VIPs will ensure the economic and political stability of Britain and the European Union for the near future.
- The captured terrorist may provide valuable intelligence to the military.
- A new terrorist organization called 'Allegiance' has surfaced in Britain. They will likely disrupt the war effort with their activities in the future.

CHARACTER STATUS:
Julian Reber (Main Character)
Level 6 (0/60XP)
Skills: TSF Piloting, Gunnery, Melee, Engineering, Computers
Resources: Budget 1, Connections 5 (Swiss Government, RAF, Crusaders, MI5, British nobility), Gear 3, Personnel 1, Rank 1

>>30513999
That's it for this week. Nobody died during the escort mission, which is always nice. Next thread will be Sunday at 7PM EST.

>>30514023
....they will die in a ironic death. we shall feed them to the BETA!

>>30513999
>- A new terrorist organization called 'Allegiance' has surfaced in Britain. They will likely disrupt the war effort with their activities in the future.

son of a bitch.

kinda disappointed not getting exp for defending Elaine's honor.

>>30514023
thanks for running RC.

>>30514151
something tells me there will be a better reward than XP for doing that.

>>30514302
I still want that harem damn it!

>>30514327
So do I

>>30514346
Welcome brother! May we be victorious!

>>30514327
it will be Elaine's harem if that happens.

>>30514327
All in good time brother, we get Elaine first, and she can be our wingman in the bedroom to, it shall be our harem together, just think of the face her mom will make when we turn up with her arm in arm as she carries our child with our harem in tow

>>30514649
they should be buying TSFs cosplay related things then.

>>30514807
I don't mind this.