Cold and exertion burn your lungs, your legs ache from endless walking, hands numb, feet numb. You are Cobra Commander and you’re only just above your lowest point yet. Once atop a throne of the worlds largest criminal/terrorist organization you’re now a fugitive. Having freshly escaped from Blackguard UltraMax prison you wander an unknown snowy waste with a small gaggle of followers. Karasu, a bruiser of a man, former Japanese domestic terrorist, and Viper, and old man who once led an organization not dissimilar to yours follow you.As far as you know your escape is as of yet undetected. Now to make your way back to Cobra.***CobraQuest is a re-imagining of the origins of the international cult/terrorist organization Cobra. You the players will fill the role of Cobra Commander, and you’re exactly what the name implies. We’ll see Cobra rise from relative obscurity to that of a global scourge with your iron fist as its guiding hand.***I typically post at 6:00 PM EST, I aim to do 1 vote per day with weekends off.I always try to incorporate (and encourage!) write-ins if they don't violate the spirit of voted decisions, though I may edit or tweak them to fit better.Thread Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=CobraQuestTwitter: https://twitter.com/TimeKillerQM
“There.”You stop, hiding your exertion and follow Karasu’s pointing figure. From your vantage point on this low hill you can just make out the black ribbon of a road and the distant rising of smoke.“A town?” You ask.“Looks like a village.”“Our best ticket out of here.” Wherever here is. You trudge through the deepening snow toward the sign of civilization cautiously. Your best guess is that you are somewhere in Canada, in the far north, but beyond that you’re at a loss. As such, you had no guarantee you could even escape this place, until now.Reaching the edge of the woods you clearly see now the building is a gas station, sign and numbering in English, a few stopped cars outside.“Gas station,” Karasu says, unnecessarily. “Transportation or communication,” Viper adds, “Could save you or destroy you.”“Thank you for the succinct examination,” you reply coldly, squinting to get a better view of the place. It’s small, a pair of old pickup trucks, a 4x4 and a single car are parked here with another gassing up. It’s getting late, the sun reddening as it dips lower in the sky, taking the temperature down with it.“Let’s go, I’m freezing,” one of your lackeys says, taking a step forward before you grab his parka and yank him back.“Don’t ever move without me telling you,” you snarl. “Do you want to end up back in a windowless box? Don’t be stupid, this is the first place they’ll look for people like us.”His eyes are wide with fear and he manages a single head nod at you.“We will die if we stay out here too long,” Viper supplies.You don’t reply, but you know he’s right. If you pass up this chance you may not get another. As he said, there is transportation here, a means to escape, as well as a phone you could likely use.“We should wait till night,” Karasu says.“Too risky. They’ll know we’re gone by then and come out this way. It has to be now.”It should be simple to hijack a gassing car and flee, a quick attack and then an escape, though it will leave witnesses who will doubtlessly report the theft, and there’s no assurance this road will take you anywhere better. Getting inside the station through subterfuge to use the phone could work, you have numbers to call to get a line back to Cobra and get a pickup. Without your hood on they won’t automatically see anything amiss, but even so, your prison guard jacket will stand out. It might lead EAGLE back to you.Seizing control of the station is also possible, you have the weapons and manpower. If you kill or incapacitate the witnesses you might buy yourself more time and be able to better supply yourselves with food and new clothes.>Steal a car>Sneak in and use the phone>Seize and secure the building>Write in
Posted the pre-moshed cover. Whoops. Always fucking something.
>>4520809Sneak in and use the phone
>>4520809>Sneak in, ascertain our location, then use the phone
>>4520809>>Sneak in and use the phoneWe work at the prison, using a phone before our shift
>>4520809Backing this >>4520825
>>4520825Support.If we get caught out, we can kill them all then wipe the tapes. It'll be fine.
>>4520809>Sneak in and use the phone
>>4520809>Just walk up to the building with Viper, and say we were on break and our car broke down a couple miles down the road, and our shitty prison issued phones don't get any reception out here, and ask to use theirs.
>>4520914Wise.I'll switch from >>4520881
>>4520809>Steal a car
>Sneak in and use the phone+Write ins>Writing
“We’ll do this quiet. Viper, with me.”Your newest recruit takes a moment to respond to his new nom de guerre but follows you from the treeline all the same. He stares as you pull off your hood and stuff if into your pocket but says nothing about it. “You’re not going to-”“Kill them? No. Not unless I have to. This is information gathering.”Viper nods. Your boots crunch as you step from snowy field to asphalt, continuing across the parking lot for the front door of the gas station. As you pass a gassing car you look back at its rear bumper. Yukon plates. So this is Canada. “You get a road map. Do it quietly,” you tell Viper, voice just above a whisper. “And see if you can find out where we are. I’ll get access to the phone.”Viper nods again and then you reach the door.You seize the handle and pull it open, stepping aside to let a customer out. He doesn’t give you a second look. Your skin tingles all over as you enter, the warmth of the store thawing the cold you feel throughout your body. It takes willpower not to bask in it. Instead you and Viper split as per plan, he heads to look for a road map and you go to the counter.“What can I do for you, bud?” the clerk asks, a middle aged guy who looks slightly less tired than you.“We broke down a few miles down the road,” you say, pushing a friendly if embarrassed smile on your face. “Mind if I use your phone?”“Oh sure,” he says. “Trouble at the prison I heard.”“You have no idea,” you say, watching hungrily as he drops the phone receiver on the counter. “Had a rough experience there myself,” you gesture at your face and crack a wider smile.He raises an eyebrow and nods. “I can give you guys a lift if you want. A tow.”“Better I talk to my team first,” you say. “They’re touchy about civilians working on our equipment.”The clerk holds up his hands like you’re a high roller of some kind and gives you a modicum of privacy, stepping away slightly.Picking up the handset, you press it to your painfully numb ear and dial. It starts ringing. (1/2)
Nearby Viper walks the racks, examining snacks and nick-knacks, sparing a glance around to ensure he’s not being watched.“Extensive Enterprises, how may I direct your call?”“Extension 89, please.” you say.“One moment.”That call clicks several times as the call is routed through a labyrinthine maze of networking before-“Yes?”You never thought you would feel such sheer joy at the sound of Baroness’s voice. The experience washes over you like an awesome wave. The sound of freedom. The sound of power. “Do you recognize the sound of my voice?”“C-Commander! How did- what-”“I’m at a little gas station,” you say, “Not far out of Blackguard Prison in the Yukon.”“The Yukon?”“Yes.”“You escaped?”“Yes.”“Is this a trick?” Even overcome with excitement her mind won’t stop conjuring possible pitfalls.“You know me,” you say, eyeing the clerk as he rings up a woman for a 6-pack of beer. “I could use a hand.”“What do you need from me?”It should be trivial for Baroness to track your location approximately with the info you’ve given her and this call. Still, staying in place carries risks. You might be here for an hour or more. You might try to meet rescue at nearby civilization, but traveling brings its own risks. As crazy as it sounds, a meet up at the prison might kill two birds with one stone if you’re so inclined to take on EAGLE in dramatic style.>Get someone to my location ASAP>Meet us in the nearest town>I’ll meet you at Blackguard Prison>Write in
>>4522069>I'll meet you at blackguard prison. We'll need some transports for our new friends.I DESPERATELY want to go back and smash the FUCK out of Blackguard.This is what Viper tried telling us, projecting power. We go back and smash the prison, then salt the earth and kill every last guard we can find. Cobra commander is back baby, and the world is going to be fucked because of it.And it's just.....So cartoonish.
>>4522069>I’ll meet you at Blackguard Prison
>>4522069>Get someone to my location ASAPLet's not walk right back where we worked hard to get out of, if we want we can attack there as soon as we're picked up, but right now the smarter move is to stay here or go to town.
>>4522094Fine, send an attak force to the prison, then have someone pick us up so we can join in later.
>>4522068>I’ll meet you at Blackguard PrisonThis is the most COBRA! option.
>>4522069>Get someone to my location ASAP
>>4522069>I’ll meet you at Blackguard PrisonWhat a shock this'll be. Hehe.
>>4522069>>Meet us in the nearest town
>>4522069>I’ll meet you at Blackguard PrisonYOLO, go in heavy, we are taking the gloves off and removing the leash!
>>4522069Meet up first, bring people for a liberation party>>I’ll meet you at Blackguard Prison
>>4522069>>I’ll meet you at Blackguard Prison
>>4522069>>Get someone to my location ASAP
>>4522069>Get someone to my location ASAPSend an attack to the prison as well, and swing by there on our way out to grab any prisoners we can get
>>4522069>Get someone to my location ASAPCobra is still likely weak
>>4522069>I’ll meet you at Blackguard PrisonBurn it to the ground.
>I’ll meet you at Blackguard Prison>>4522079>>4522091>>4522184>>4522284>>4522401>>4522429>>4522463>>4523218>Get someone to my location ASAP>>4522094>>4522224>>4522650>>4522674>>4523137Blackguard Prison it is!>Writing
“You know what,” you say with devilish self-amusement. “Just meet us at the prison. You may not know it but there’s actually a riot underway. I think we could use the backup.”“A repeat of Scotland?” Baroness asks.“Something like that. Maybe we’ll need more firepower.”“I have a battalion that can get there within an hour. I’ll be with them.”“You do that.”“It’s good to hear your voice, Commander. I look forward to seeing you.”“The same.”You hang up the phone.“Sounds pretty serious,” the attendant says.“Not yet.” You smile. “My partner and I will actually continue straight to the prison for now. They’ll pick us up there.”“On foot? Do you want a ride or anything?” The clerk is astonished.“We’re alright. Made it this far. The cold doesn’t bother me. Besides, I don’t think it will be safe for you.” You rap your knuckles on the counter top as a show of folksy finality. “Thanks for the phone.”“Uh.” You motion to Viper as you leave. Once back in the cold and away from others- “I’m having my people pick us up at the prison.”“Back there?”You pull your hood back on a moment before reaching the treeline. “Really, Viper, isn’t this what you were trying to teach me? Projecting power?”“I just . . . didn’t think you were listening.” He grins back.“Change in plan,” you tell the others. “We’re going back and getting the others out. I have reinforcements that will be attacking the prison soon.”“Back? You’re joking,” Karasu says.You fix him with a sharp stare. “Come with me or don’t. Stay here and freeze or ask if they’re hiring-” you jerk a thumb toward the gas station. “I don’t know about you but I’m burning for revenge.”There are no objections.(1/3)
Having been in the warmth of the store the cold wilderness just seems that much worse. You and your posse walk in silence through the rapidly darkening pine forest back the way you came. You hear the explosion a moment before you see the fireball billow up over a hill ahead of you. You and your men freeze in your tracks, staring up at the climbing fireball. A moment later you can hear the sound of laser fire. “Hurry!” Breaking into a run, you trudge through the deepening snow as best you can and emerge at the forest's edge, looking across a cleared expanse toward the prison fence.Overhead, helicopters wheel and circle, tracing weapons fire down on the prison guards and occasionally delivering salvos of rockets to infrastructure and buildings. To your right, a trio of transport choppers touch down and HISS tanks roll from their open ramps, in turn disgorging Cobra troops who fan out in the snow, firing as they advance.The sight warms your heart enough that you forget the cold.Heedless of your own safety you set off across the field, walking toward your men, stripping off your prison parka and holding it overhead as you walk, revealing an orange jumpsuit underneath.“Hold fire!” The Cobra troops close in on you. “Commander.” Ghost Bear lifts his cold weather mask to look you in the eyes. “I heard you needed a hand.”“Hardly,” you say. “Escaping was simple, I just need to make sure this hole gets filled in.”“We can do that.”“I’m sure you can,” You turn and continue past him as he leads his men through the now-demolished fence and into the compound. Ahead of you of of your gunships is coming down, kicking up stinging waves of snow as it settles. You ignore any discomfort and look up at it. The door is open and Baroness half hangs out, her dark hair standing in stark contrast to her white snowsuit. A moment later it touches down and a fresh squad of Crimson guard deploy .Baroness approaches. “Commander. I see you’re doing well for yourself.”“Better than I have been,” you say. “I almost feel alive again.”She holds out a hand. Your chrome faceplate.“I wasn’t sure . . . if you would need one.”You take it from her, turning it around to see your reflection in it. A hood-covered face with two eyeholes greets you. The eyes are dark, tired, angry.“Yes.” You pull the hood off and toss it away in the snow, noting that Baroness averts her gaze as you do so. Discomfort for your injuries? Respect for your privacy? You pull the familiar mask on carefully. You almost feel yourself.“There’s a lot we have to discuss, Commander,” she says.”“I have no doubt. But first the situation here.” You look back at the prison. “Release the prisoners and bring a long the willing. There are some Russians in particular I think will make good foot soldiers.”(2/3)
“And the guards?”“Kill everyone else you find. Wait. No. Kill those who resist, capture the rest. I think we can always use more slave labor for our endeavors. Particularly the Seismic Inducer.”Baroness gawks at you. “But how-”You hold up a hand, “You’re not the only one with eyes everywhere, my dear.” Let her wonder how much you really know. You and Baroness oversee the final destruction of Blackguard Prison as teams of Cobra troopers flush out the remaining guards, pinning them in conjunction with the rioting prisoners. Within minutes they’re surrendering in bunches to be secured and taken to waiting helicopters by your men, now joined with fresh ranks of prisoners.“It’s been too long, Commander,” Baroness says, standing beside you as the two of you survey the small flow of newly captured guards. “Some gave up hope.”“But not you.”“No.”You spare a glance at her but she stares dead ahead. “You’ve outdone yourself, Baroness. Don’t take me lightly when I say that I am in your debt.”You catch the hint of a smirk. “What I do, I do for Cobra,” she says.“I’m sure.”A familiar face catches your eye. “Hold!” you bark at a trooper, stepping closer to the line of prisoners.“C-commander!” “Dr. Rennenkampf,” you say.She’s terrified, hair unkempt, glasses bent, but apparently uninjured, though she’s shivering with cold.“I- . . . you . . . all this is for you?” she asks, astounded.“Partly,” you say. “Partly for them,” you nod to the liberated convicts boarding helicopters. “I am glad we had a chance to meet again. I enjoyed our talks.”Rennenkampf only stares up fearfully into your chrome face plate.>Why don’t you join us, Doctor? Be my guest, tell the story of a lifetime. The choice is yours.>Don’t worry, we won’t kill you, but you are coming with us whether you want to or not.>I’m letting you go, Doctor. I want you to publish your book and tell everyone what you saw.>Write in
>its been a pleasure doctor. Perhaps you shall consider what we have spoken of and come to the same conclusions I have. But until we come to meet again, you will bring a message to eagle. "I am through playing nicely, Duke."She can become an agent later. For now she needs simply spread the word to the world.
>>4523316Backing this >>4523327And adding>The Devil pays his dues Duke.
>>4523316>>I’m letting you go, Doctor. I want you to publish your book and tell everyone what you saw.
>>4523316Supporting >>4523327She will be complete unable to resist following everything Cobra does after this. Let the obsession build in our absence, and then when we need her, we'll have an asset ready to activate
>>4523316>Next time you see Duke, tell him I'll have the punchline waiting for him
>>4523316>>Why don’t you join us, Doctor? Be my guest, tell the story of a lifetime. The choice is yours.
>>4523316>I’m letting you go, Doctor. I want you to publish your book and tell everyone what you saw.
Ya know it occurs to me, that wherever there are men of any caliber and a means to talk, Cobra commander will be able to escape and control.
>>4523316>Don’t worry, we won’t kill you, but you are coming with us whether you want to or not.
>>4523370The punchline callback is hillarious
You smile patiently down at Rennenkampf. “It’s been a pleasure, Doctor. Perhaps you’ll consider what we have spoken of and come to the same conclusions I have.”She stares back, wide-eyed and gives a half nod.“Set her free,” you tell the guard. “Doctor, I’ll ask that you stay here and carry a message to Duke and EAGLE.”“M-message?”You lean closer so the reflection of her face dominates your face plate. “You can tell him I am through playing nicely. The next time I see him I’ll have the punchline waiting.” You straighten back up as Rennekampf’s zip tie handcuffs are cut free. “I look forward to our next meeting.”Rennenkampf staggers away from the line, now freed, hesitates, and then runs back for the prison. You turn your back on her, returning to the helicopter and boarding with Baroness before it carries up into the sky.“We have a lot to catch up on, Baroness,” you say.She takes a seat across from you, hair blowing in the back draft before the chopper doors are closed. “That we do. But first, who was the doctor?”Jealousy? Her face is unreadable, perhaps just professional curiosity. “My court-appointed psychologist. Another element of my torture and interrogation I expect. She and I formed a sort of connection. We’ll see if it pays off. Where are we headed. Springfield?”Baroness nods, “At first, yes. Once we’re sure we’ve evaded detection we can switch over to a cargo jet at Springfield airfield and travel to our new headquarters.”“New? I see Cobra has done well in your capable hands, Baroness.”A twitch of an eyebrow. She doesn’t look at you. She hasn’t been leading Cobra.“Destro?” you hazard.“He’s bankrolled a new base in the Amazon,” she says. “A veritable fortress. He calls it the Terrordrome.”(1/2)
“The Terrordrome,” You repeat.“Destro kept Cobra together in your absence and started a new project even.”“The Seismic Inducer.”“Yes,” she says. “The intent was to use it-”“-To free me,” you finish. “I’ve heard.” You have no illusions that Destro would have used it for that purpose were it complete. “And I assume you’ve told him of my return?”“Of course,” she says. You sense a lie. “Baroness, I left you in charge when I was away in Japan. How is it that my orders have once again become so hopelessly muddied where Destro is involved?”“Each of us has special skills to contribute to Cobra, Commander. Destro is simply a more capable field commander and overseer. You should know that my talents lie more behind the scenes.”There’s truth there, though you’re reluctant to admit it. You point an accusatory finger at her, “Indeed it is, and that’s why I expect a woman of your intellect to know better than to trust a man like Destro with Cobra, or are you blind to his ambition?”Her eyes widen, shock. “C-Commander! I resent that.”“Really? Do you?” You ask, your tone bitter.“You should know that I put you before all others. Am I not the one rescuing you? Have I not maintained faith in your eventual return?”“Yet time and again Destro seems to supplant you in my designs.”“I executed my best judgement, Commander,” she says. “If you’re not content with that then . . . then all I can do is offer an apology.” She hangs her head.>Make this the last time>Maybe we need to re-examine our relationship with Destro. I find his ambition dangerous>I’ll trust you on this, Baroness. I spoke too harshly, you have nothing to apologize for>Write in
>>4527483>I’ll trust you on this, Baroness. I spoke too harshly, you have nothing to apologize for>You have after all came and got me personally with all this but do not fall prey to him, you are far better then that.
>>4527499I'll support.We will need to see how Destro responds to our return. If he steps back easily, which I doubt he will, then perhaps we are simply over fearing of his ambition. Or he's set the roots of his loyal command staff in place.....Perhaps a bit of light opinion taking is in order amongst the common soldier.
Why don't we just do what all meglomaniacs do and send Destro on a mission to get him outta our hair
>>4527483>Maybe we need to re-examine our relationship with Destro. I find his ambition dangerousHe's helpful at times, but his frequent undermining of our authority and maverick like approach to our orders is not good. We'll have to kill him off eventually.
>>4527483>Do not doubt yourself. You are my most valuable and useful subordinate, not Destro. When I am not here, you should remain in charge, not Destro. See to it that this does not happen ever again
>>4527483>>Maybe we need to re-examine our relationship with Destro. I find his ambition dangerousHe is ultimately only in it for the money, we can't trust him.
We should also ask for an update on the ninja situation, see if the schism is about to occur.
>>4527827I'm with this. I believe Baroness is loyal to us, but has a blind spot with Destro. Still, he has been useful to us we just need to keep his motivations in line.
>>4527504We should talk to the other department heads and see if hes been doing any mind control or staff shuffling to our minions while we were gone.
>>4528544That as well. See what he's altered and check it for his loyalists. Promotions should be very suspect.
You lay a hand on her shoulder and she looks up at you. “I’ll trust you on this,” you say. “I spoke too harshly, there is nothing for you to apologize for.”She responds only with a faint smile.Your organization on the other hand . . . “After all, you did come to me personally with all this,” you gesture around the helicopter. “But I don’t want you to fall prey to him. You’re far better than that.”Baroness is unreadable.“Tell me, have our opportunities with the ninjas ripened?”“Arashikage?” she asks. “I’ve been staying abreast of it. It seems that their leader, Tetsuo, has been holding it together through force of will. I believe if we remove that linchpin it will tear itself apart and we can claim a large chunk of what remains.”“Assassination?”“That was my inkling,” she says, adjusting her glasses. “I know of just the man for the job.”“I’m sure you do.” You stretch in your seat. “Baroness, I hope you’ll forgive me-”“Please,” she says. “Sleep. I’m sure you’re exhausted. It’s a long flight. We can talk more later.”You only half hear the words before you settle into your seat and drift to sleep, lulled by the rhythmic thudding of the rotors.***As much as you hate to admit it, the base is impressive. The Terrordrome sits nestled on the verdant banks of the Amazon River, the land around it cut with countless tributaries rendering it into a swampy morass. In the center of this quagmire sits a fortified structure, rising high enough to be called a tower, but not quite high enough to stick out. Draped with camo netting it’s nearly invisible from the air, but unmissable from the ground.Cobra troopers in jungle-modified uniforms patrol the perimeter and armored air boats cruise the waterways. The familiar site of Cobra military might stirs pride in your heart. The feeling is redoubled when you debark your aircraft within one of the base’s fortified hangars and are met with an honor guard, the Crimson Guard stand in triple ranks, chrome-plated weapons at the ready. “Good to have you back, sir!”You descend the ramp. “Major Bludd. A sight for sore eyes.”The major chuckles, “You’re gonna go straight to my head, Commander. New friends?”You look back at your posse. “Yes. Friends of mine. Viper, Karasu. There are many more coming but these two hold a special place.”Bludd looks them both over. “Welcome to the jungle, mates.”“Karasu I think will do well with Ghost Bear’s men,” you say, wondering if Karasu might have to replace the headstrong Inuit at some point. “Viper I will be placing in Baroness’s intelligence unit.”“Right,” Bludd says. “Alright, come on then, Karasu. Let’s get you acquainted.”Karasu stops to face you. “Thank you,” he says after a moment. “I’ll remember this.”“As will I.”(1/3)
You follow Baroness along the assembled ranks of Crimson Guard with Viper following behind. “I can see you kept most of our strength together.”“Fortunately with the bulk of our forces in Colorado it was simple enough. Juggernaut’s battalion was destroyed but we escaped with most of our heavy equipment.”“The Dominator?”“Destroyed,” Baroness says. “Along with anyone who might be able to build another. Mindbender’s little potion worked wonders for complacency but took a toll on creativity.”“I can imagine.”Through the halls of the Terrordrome you see an organization in peak form. Baroness, or Destro, or some combination therein has done an excellent job of keeping Cobra together.“Cobrastan?”“We’re lying low, but it is still ostensibly ours. The gold mines fund MARS Industries and keep them firmly in our camp.”Baroness pulls open a set of double doors exposing a throne room. It’s dark, brooding, with a massive domed ceiling that disappears into the shadows. Around the perimeter of the room, long cobalt blue banners hang, emblazoned with the Cobra motif.The center is taken up with a high tech conference table while the rear of the room has a large Cobra-themed throne. A throne that Destro currently occupies.“Cobra Commander!” he calls cheerfully. “Alive and in the flesh. I had heard that Baroness plucked you from the other side of the River Styx to return you here to us.” He remains seated.“Swift action on her part plays no small part in my escape,” you say.He continues to grin, arms draped over the armrests of the throne, like it was made for him.“I would like to brief the Commander on where Cobra stands,” Baroness says.“Of course!” Destro rises, “Forgive me, Commander for not offering you a seat in your rightful place.”You step past him, barely acknowledging his presence and sit on the throne. “It’s good to be back,” you say, eyeing those in the room, Destro, Baroness, Viper. “Now, where do we stand?”“Mars has delivered the latest military hardware to Cobra,” Destro says, “Razorback amphibious APCs and Timber Rattler fighter-bombers now equip our forces.” He says it with the flourish of a dealership salesman.(2/3)
“Our work on the Seismic Inducer is nearing completion,” Baroness says. “Mindbender has been working in close cooperation with Destro to finish it.”“How long do we have?”“It’s not a matter of time, Commander,” Destro says, “But a question of funds. Now that we can focus our efforts on other matters rather than searching for our lost Commander, we should be better able to focus our efforts. Money is tight but you’re here to make the tough decisions are you not?” He grins.“How much?”“Several million dollars,” Baroness says. “I have just such a fund earmarked to finish the Inducer. Once the money transfers from Extensive Enterprises’s account we can complete our work.”“If I may, Commander,” Destro says. “The Inducer is all well and good, a useful little weapon I’m sure, but not a war winner by itself.”“You have more toys to share with Cobra, Destro?” You ask,tone mocking.“Always. You recall the cybernetic work performed on our late friend Juggernaut? I have extrapolated that basic schematic into a humanoid design and coupled it with rudimentary intelligence and targeting arrays.”“Robotic soldiers,” you say.“Exactly that! I’m calling them Battle Android Troopers. BATs. They would be a cost effective way to flesh out the ranks of your army, Cobra Commander.”“The catch?”“That I have not been able to secure the funds to further develop my designs. Baroness had preferred we wait until your return.” You sense a bit of friction suddenly between the two. Maybe you have the upper hand after all. “And you would use this money to fund your research and development?”“Once we have the basic fabrication methods perfected, mass production should be easy enough.”Baroness clears her throat and Destro grimaces. “There is the matter of the intelligence as well.”“Yes,” Destro says grudgingly. “I was just coming to that. The BATs are solid in theory.”“In theory,” you repeat.“They need a finer touch. As brilliant as I am I am not a computer genius. We would need to consult with an expert on this. It would take more time, but I am sure the whole process can be completed swiftly!”Baroness’s dour expression makes it clear she does not share Destro’s optimism.“I see.”“There is also the matter of the ninjas,” Baroness says. “As I mentioned to you, Commander, I have found killers for hire that I think will get the job done, but they don’t come cheap. It may be best to get the Arashikage on our side before we proceed with the Seismic Inducer.”>Complete the Inducer>Invest in R&D of the BATs>Hire the killer to splinter the Arashikage>Write in
>>4528827>Who is the killer, anyone of note?>Splinter the Arashikage first.A battalion of ninjas is going to pay it's own back many times over once we've got them situated across the globe.
>>4528838Supporting.We don’t need to rush into things, we should steadily build our forces - especially as EAGLE will be looking for us.Do we have a backup base if this jungle one was the be discovered? We also need to do some loyalty testing with our people - how did they find us last time after all...A speech to all of Cobra celebrating our glorious return would also be good.
>>4528851speeches are good. But remember projecting power. Keep Eagle off guard with frequent unrelated attacks to cause terror
>>4528827Backing this >>4528838
>>4528838I support this, neither of their choices, let us be back in charge
>>4528827>Hire the killer to splinter the Arashikage
>>4528827>>Complete the Inducer
>>4528838We do need for them to be reliable enough not to give up our names, no matter what, and make sure they cant be traced back to us. Such a thing could make storm shadow turn against us, which is a big bad.
Let's make a speech announcing our return to the world, maybe declare what we are trying to accomplish.
>>4528851>Do we have a backup base if this jungle one was the be discovered?You still have Springfield and Cobrastan.
“A battalion of ninjas is going to pay for itself many times over once they’re in our control. Tell me about this killer of yours, Baroness.”“Killers,” she corrects. “Dealing with someone like Tetsuo Arashikage is no simple matter. Their clan is tailor made to withstand the sort of subterfuge I want to attempt.”“Killers then,” you allow. “Who are they?”Baroness circles the conference table to find her place and taps into a hidden keypad. On command, a projector springs to life, painting images on the walls around the room. “An assassin known only as Firefly. Nationality is unknown, his only known loyalty is to money.”The man on the screens has most of his face hidden by a ski mask, only his eyes are visible. “Tell me about him.”“He trained with the Arashikage for a time,” Baroness says, “Little is known about this period, just that he turned up as a killer for hire with a specialty in subterfuge and sabotage.”“A wash out,” Destro says derisively.“That may be the case,” Baroness says. “Most Arashikage stay within the clan. It’s unusual for members to strike out on their own. His services come with a guarantee of death, as far as I can tell he has never failed to deliver on his contracts.”“You’re not confident in him though,” you say, “Is that right?” Otherwise she would not have assembled options.“I . . . have concerns.”“Such as?”(1/2)
“Tetsuo Arashikage is a very high profile target. Getting close to him and getting out undetected will be a masterwork. The process of hiring an assassin capable of outsmarting the the best ninjas in the world isn’t a simple one.”“Who else do you have?”She cycles slides and a very different image resolves on the screen.“Zartan.”The man looks like white trash biker scum. Long hair, tattoos, a denim vest covered in patches.“You expect me to believe in trailer park Jesus?” you ask, amused.“Zartan is more than he might appear. He runs a nation-wide biker gang in the United States, the Dreadnoks. While on the surface they’re drug runners and rabblerousers they have been known to pull off sophisticated jobs. I have it on good authority that Tartan and his gang specialize in infiltration. Zartan has claimed their talents as a trade secret, there are theories but . . .”“But?”“But I don’t have an explanation for why meth smugglers are as good as they are,” she says, exasperated.“Now that is interesting,” You say, tickled by the idea of sending an American biker gang to kill a ninja master. “You trust them enough to recommend?”“I have only word of mouth for both Zartan and FIrefly,” she says. “Their work speaks for itself but . . . but I have no guarantees.”You tap a finger on the arm of your throne and think. Dispatching a wildcard assassin has risks, especially if it backfires and the trail comes back to you. A safer plan might simply be to hire Storm Shadow like you originally intended and then work on him in person, With the right words at the right time you might be able to turn him against his old master. A slower plan, but maybe a safer one. Unless of course he doesn’t go along with your plans.>Hire Firefly>Hire Zartan and the Dreadnoks>Hire Storm Shadow, the assassination will have to wait>Write in
>>4530430>Hire Storm Shadow, the assassination will have to wait
>>4530430>Hire Zartan and the Dreadnoks
>>4530458Ditto, let’s stick with the planGotta say, I’m worried about Baroness, her relationship with Destro could be... concerning
>>4530458Support.Lets make this continuity where Stormshadow slew his master, not Zartan. It will entrench him deeper into our grasp.And Cobra Commander is the man to break into your mind, ninja or not. We will lose snake-eyes anyway.
>>4530430>>Hire Storm Shadow, the assassination will have to wait
>>4530430>>Hire Storm Shadow, the assassination will have to waitAhhhh, our own Darth Mara Jade
>>4530430>Hire Storm Shadow, the assassination will have to waitTurning both Snake Eyes and Storm Shadow against us would be disastrous
>Hire Storm Shadow, the assassination will have to wait>Writing>>4531343>DarthWe don't discuss that anymore.
“It’s best to bide our time on this. Baroness, make contact with Tetsuo and hire Storm Shadow. I’d like to meet with him as soon as possible.”“I’ll get right on it, Commander.”“And the BATs?” Destro asks.“Sidelined for now, along with the Seismic Inducer.” It gives you no small pleasure to deny Destro, his sour expression is just icing on the cake.“To other business,” Baroness says when she finishes typing her communique. “As I said before, our plans in your absence centered mostly on the Seismic Inducer-”“Yes, tell me about it,” you say. “I’m assuming it’s an earthquake generator?”“That’s precisely it,” Destro says. “A device that can, through careful ripple generation, create an earthquake virtually anywhere at the globe. Using resonant frequencies we can trigger and pinpoint them with remarkable accuracy.”“In theory,” you say, just to watch him frown.“Yes, in theory.”“The machine has limitations,” Baroness says, “It takes time to build up the proper resonance and it’s hardly secretive. This is why we’re building it so far from civilization. The ground tremors it generates are minor earthquakes in their own right, something that might get detected if we were closer to a city or monitoring station.”You glance at Viper, noting that the old man so far hasn’t said anything, content it seemed to listen to the conversations around him.“There is also the time limitation,” Baroness says.“Each seismic event takes a not inconsiderable amount of time to trigger. I estimate twenty four hours between attacks.”“That’s quite a cool down.”“Maybe your earthquake machine can do better,” he says with a smug grin.Your eyes go to Viper again. “Viper. You’re a member of my intelligence division. What thoughts do you have on the matter?”(1/2)
All eyes go to him, Destro sizing this newcomer up.Viper clears his throat. “I agree with Destro, this is a formidable and impressive piece of machinery. A weapon with no equal on the planet. I can imagine a tremendous amount of uses for something like this but I see it as a means, not an end.”You smile to yourself, expression hidden behind your mask.VIper stands from his seat to regard Baroness and Destro. “We need to ask ourselves what our priorities are. Cobra is alive, and stronger than ever. With the addition of this ninja you speak of we will grow even stronger still, but what are we doing to keep EAGLE busy? To make sure the world stays afraid?”“Blackguard Prison was destroyed,” Baroness says, “The prisoners freed, most of them now working for us. This is already a worthy blow.”Viper shakes his head. “Reactive. Not pro-active. It was a pragmatic move, not a symbolic one.” Now he addresses you directly, “You want to rule, that means you have to conquer first. What plan do you have to do that exactly? Say you destroy EAGLE tomorrow, what then? How will you ensure you sit on the throne.”>We’ll grow in numbers, become a war of the people against their oppressors. A violent global struggle for the fate of the world.>Bit by bit we’ll eat away at them. Destabilize weak nations first until we’ve undermined every world government. We’ll rise from the ashes to take control>A simple matter of ransom. Take the globe and all its governments hostage with a super weapon of sufficient magnitude and force them to abdicate in favor of me.>Write in
>>4531599We’ll grow in numbers, become a war of the people against their oppressors. A violent global struggle for the fate of the world
>>4531599>Write-in>Bit by bit we’ll eat away at them. Destabilize the weak nations first until we’ve undermined every world government and exposed their true natures, the rot that lies within. All the while we shall in numbers by recruiting the increasingly disaffected peoples of the world, either directly or to our ideology as our supporters. Then, when the time is right, we will force the old order to abdicate through a wave of popular uprisings supported by our troops and crush those who foolishly choose to resist us through sheer force of arms.Superweapons are a means to an end, it is in convincing the minds of men that we are the only path forwards that Cobra shall achieve victory.
>>4531599>We’ll grow in numbers, become a war of the people against their oppressors. A violent global struggle for the fate of the world.>Bit by bit we’ll eat away at them. Destabilize weak nations first until we’ve undermined every world government. We’ll rise from the ashes to take control
>>4531645Support......Wait, Earthquakes. If we can get a strong enough earthquake to go off on a few dams. That's good.
>>4531692More specifically, if we want a blow of symbolism, then lets strike at the statue of liberty.Leave a note for Duke. "I've reclaimed mine, and now I've taken americas." Or if you want more subtle "How's the punchline"
>>4531599>>We’ll grow in numbers, become a war of the people against their oppressors. A violent global struggle for the fate of the world.
>>4531711We definitely need to do this in the futureIt's so damn Cobra Commander, plus I'm a sucker for the absolute SPITE on display in that plan, specifically with the "How's the punchline" note we could leave for Duke
>>4531711we need to wait until the American populace becomes destablized. If we strike now this would just unite the people against us like how 9/11 outrage lead to wars in the middle east.
>>4532156The problem is, how long will we have to wait? We only have so much money keeping us afloat; ideally, we could hit a spot that while inspiring fear, would not entirely draw a bullseye on us, and would replenish our coffers as well.
>>4532380Like say...Fort Knox?
>>4532389Or the New York gold depository.The Federal Reserve Bank of New York being robbed has two advantages, one in that it funds Cobra, and the second in that a massive diplomatic shitshow will result since 98% of the gold in it belongs to foreign governments rather than the US.Knox has a reputation for being difficult to crack... But there are nothing more than training units and some reserve detachments of infantry there normally ever since the last armored units were inactivated or transferred to other bases. Though one could assume that EAGLE also knows that and has stationed its own units there, since it's far easier to hide military hardware among military hardware than in downtown Manhattan.
>>4532936Maybe, but Knox's reputation is why we should be striking it.But speaking of that, Viper spoke of his plans prior in blackguard. Irradiating gold reserves and nerve/mustard gas in stock market exchanges. Maybe we don't need symbolic moves until the end, but we do need proactive measures.
>>4532956Why not blow up shipping terminal cranes as a start then? Hitting Baton Rouge, South Louisiana, and New Orleans would cripple the US economically until those cranes are replaced.
Short term, knocking out ports is both noticeable and very pro-active in hurting our enemies, forcing them to devote vast resources to securing all of them and repairing the damaged ones
>>4532968I'm not saying we SHOULDN'T hit the new york bank, just merely considering that the reason knox was chosen was for it's symbolism, not it's ease or difficulty in cracking.Anyway, How long does it take for cranes to be fixed?
>>4532968How about Wall St in addition. It would cause economic disruption and the common person hates Wall St.
>>4532975True, attacking wallstreet, even if just to trash the computer banks in it, would be a massive symbolic attack.>>4532974It depends on whether or not we topple said cranes and leave the wreckage to burn. No nation on earth has spares lined up simply because I'm not sure anyone has realized how vulnerable they are to sabotage.In this, Firefly might be our go to man.
>>4532980A coordinated terrorist strike on these cranes would be utterly devistating, and if we give them a day to burn, we can move on the New york federal exchange/wall street.Those fuckers would be reeling from that 1, 2 strike
>>4532989Indeed, and any ships caught under their booms when they collapse would add to the logistical nightmare, especially if they begin to capsize or sink.
>>4533000Nice dub/trip.And yeah, lets spite Duke a bit more. What clapback can we do for this. >"Lets talk about luck, some nobody built a tower of filth that made him think he was on top of the world. This same filth then launches the most coordinated simultaneous terrorist attacks in history, that's luck."Perhaps the note/call we give the police as we are done/doing the act from a burner phone is "Quite a lucky operation, wouldn't you say duke?"
>>4533012Perhaps.This isn't quite deserving of the punchline callback, but Duke needs to be taken down a notch.
>>4533012Gotta say, as a side note. I don't know when it became such fun and a priority to mock Duke in my operation planning, but I'm hoping that the rest of you wish to do it as much as me.
>>4533014Reserve the callbacks for proper landmark operations then, against the big targets.
>>4533018Maybe one taunt."I would have thought Eagles would know not to let a snake bite twice."
I'm going to have to miss the turn today, sorry guys. I'll pick this up on Monday.I'll make it up to you!
>>4532968While I like the Port attack plan, it’s far too US centric We need to include Chinese and Japanese ports on the attack list, that’ll be a huge blow to international trade and economic activity It’ll also force every major country to invest in defending their ports to avoid suffering the same fate.
>>4534474But we are here to murder Duke and Eagle first. US centric is the idea because frankly we need to be rid of our nemesis before taking over the world.Then remove the October guard
>>4534474Attacking multiple US ports cripples our major enemy, EAGLE is relatively small for now but still likely better equipped and larger than the October Guard, attacking the US and crippling several major ports also damages the Chinese Economy given how much they export to North America in terms of commercial goods. Still we can potentially have our submarines launch cruise missile attacks on mainland Chinese ports and naval shipyards to cripple their rebuilding and buildup efforts, potentially salvoing a few cluster munition loaded models in with them for extra nastiness. Same goes for Japan and Singapore if we so choose. The issue is reliable sabotage and destruction requires close in work. Our Crimson Guard specialists could handle it, especially if Firefly gets involved, but anything further afield increases the risk of failure at this point in time.
>>4534474 >>4534673How about Europe? I know for a fact the Rotterdam harbor/dock is the biggest one in Europe and the Netherlands themselves are a small country
>>4535469Maybe, we'd have to see what Cobra's forces are capable of at the moment and where theyy are, it doesn't matter what we want to strike if we don't have the forces in position to do it.
I think crippling third world countries is the way to go. First world countries therefore can't get the cheap goods and resources that come out of it, and everyone suffers. We immediately get breeding grounds for millions of potential new recruits. Perhaps taking over another country may even be in order
>>4537034Where is the main sweatshop area located in africa? Africa and eastern europe are "3rd world countries, the super blocs" so if we terrorise there, then that will drive retail prices up.
>>4537126And if people can't get their bread and circuses, they are likely to look around and see the world as it is.We hit major ports in East Asian countries for consumer retail, and we focus on African rare metal mines as well, eliminating the flow of electronics parts to the modern world
>>4537353I'm pretty sure that'd make it an easy powder keg to get the social media woke crowd riled up.Maybe extend a few patsies to the extremist groups of the political spectrums, reel them in and set them on as our attack dogs.
“Bit by bit, Viper,” you say. “We’ll eat away at them over time. Destabilize the weak nations first until we’ve undermined every world government and exposed their true natures, the rot that lies within. All the while we shall grow our numbers by recruiting the increasingly disaffected peoples of the world, either directly or to our ideology as our supporters.” You clench a fist as though you could trap the globe in your grasp. “ Then, when the time is right, we will force the old order to abdicate through a wave of popular uprisings supported by our troops and crush those who foolishly choose to resist us through sheer force of arms.”Viper nods appreciatively. “A slow burn, but a powerful finish.”“Are you forgetting the Seismic Inducer, Commander?” Destro asks, frowning.You anticipated an objection from his end. “Superweapons are a means to an end, Destro. It is in convincing the minds of men that we are the only path forwards that Cobra shall achieve victory.”Destro snorts, “Popular uprisings are dependent on the very people you hope to rule. Do you not see the contradiction in letting your power come from them?”“A gun is useless without a man to pull the trigger,” you reply.“I have placed our payment for Storm Shadow’s services,” Baroness says, looking up from her terminal. “The Arashikage confirm that he will travel to us at first opportunity.”“We’ll have plenty of work waiting for him,” you say. “But I think we should remind the world of our presence now.”“Without the Inducer?” Destro asks.“Your toys have their place, but now is the time for action. Baroness, our combat readiness?”“Eight battalions including the Crimson Guard,” she says, “Stationed globally and each with independent strike capability.”“Weapons? Equipment?”“The finest MARS can produce,” Destro says. “Aircraft, heavy weapons, armored vehicles. Enough for more besides. Will this be a strike at EAGLE?”(1/2)
“Not directly,” you say. “I expect to cross paths with them in the course of our work but I have something special in mind for my old friend Duke.”Visions and schemes dance in your mind. Money is Cobra’s lifeblood and there’s no better source of it than American gold reserves. Fort Knox, the New York gold depository, either or both would meet your needs. If you could carry off that supply you would be set for funds for the foreseeable future. Enough money to begin outfitting a global army, enough money to buy off whole governments. Assuming you could carry it off. Gold-laden helicopters would make inviting targets for EAGLE to intercept however. High risk, high reward.Rather than bolster your own finances, you might simply strike at the enemy. Cargo cranes at international ports are particularly vulnerable to the sort of sabotage you have in mind. Ideally a man like Firefly could carry these attacks out, but without the money to hire him yet you would have to settle for brute force, a coordinated attack on such ports globally would be possible provided you disperse your army to attack them all simultaneously. There is also the option of starting your intended revolution early. East Africa’s government is particularly vulnerable from your readings of international news. A repeat of your Cobrastan coup could either create lawless anarchic zones, breeding grounds for fighters and a safe haven for bases, or could flip those nations to act as petty fiefdoms provided you are willing to pay the cost of management and administration.>Gold Heist>Global shipping attack>Destabilize East Africa>Write in
>>4537571>Global shipping + new york gold hiest as outlined here >>4532989I wish for a statement. Cobra commander is BACK BABY!
>>4537578Let the cranes burn for maybe...6 hours before moving in? Eagle will not have time to re-route their forces from New Orleans, Houston or Louisiana.
>>4537604>>4537578I like, I like; backing these.
>>4537578>>4537604Backing.Even if EAGLE holds a reserve force behind, they're not going to expect a strike force attacking the New York gold reserves rather than Fort Knox.More so since we may actually have insiders in the Depository thanks to the typical Crimson Guard member's specialties in legal work and accounting.
A single cobra state would be too big a target and tie us down significantly, so I think we could do something like this when we make our move on destabilized nations in the future;-breakdown larger governments into local strongmen under our thumb, but officially not involved with Cobra.-keep control of critical resources (large hospitals, major ports, important mines, manufacturing areas etc.) with disguised forces or local proxies.-send operatives to spread our ideology and create Cobra-aligned militias (to keep control of and defend those areas, as well as expand our forces for the future)-seed the areas with concealed bases containing our higher value assets (strike forces, naval facilities, labs, weapon factories etc.)This would allow us to hold ground without exposing our more valuable assets. Any strike on the local governments would only take out expendables and spread discontent, allowing us to move back in when the enemy forces move away. When the time comes, we can more officially take control to start our world domination.
>>4537571>Global shipping attack>Destabilize East Africathese can tie into one another, modern day piracy.
>>4538411I support this, target rare earth sites as well as the lifeblood of these smaller nations
>>4538557Doesn't china like control most of the rare earths on the planet?
>>4538771Maybe. But the chinese dictatorship can fall after America does, even if it gives those social darwinists a "We lasted where america didn't" argument ammo salvo
“My plan is a one-two punch.” You rise from your throne and walk to a world map which you gesture broadly at. “Our little submarine attack on shipping in the Pacific was just the start. Commerce is the catalyst to everything. A coordinated attack by our conventional arm will be launched against port facilities around the globe. Newport News, Long Beach, New Orleans Shanghai, Amsterdam. We’ll hit the largest ones all at once with secondary targets at secondary sites. The cargo cranes are the Achilles heel.”Viper raises an eyebrow and Baroness grins.“If we destroy them then not only do we block the port facilities, but we prevent easy loading or unloading. A dead stop to all major trade worldwide!” You raise your arms triumphantly.“Very ambitious, Commander.”You look at Baroness, “Just the beginning, my dear Baroness.” You tap New York City on the map. “Here. New York City. The Federal Reserve Bank is here. The worlds largest gold supply. Over 6,000 tons of it. Primarily foreign government stores as well.”“You aim to-?” Viper asks.“Steal it,” you reply.“The world’s largest commercial crisis followed by a financial disaster,” Baroness says. “I love it.”“It is audacious,” Destro agrees, “But I’m afraid your reach exceeds your grasp.”You frown at him. “Go on.”(1/2)
He points at the map. “A target like the Federal Reserve is soft enough that even amateurs can take it over. The key is to quickly transport six-thousand tons of gold out of the vault and then out of the city. MARS of course can supply the raw transport capacity, but if you hope to move it in a timely manner then it means you need manpower. Both for perimeter security and to physically load and unload the gold. You would need at least two battalions if you hope to move it in an hour. And that would mean EAGLE will strike in force.”“Not with their forces scattered to respond to our port attacks.”“You simply can’t attack worldwide,” Destro says. “The top five perhaps, but more than that will strain even our transport capacity. EAGLE will be caught off guard, but the second a Cobra trooper steps foot in New York City you can be sure they will converge on you. Even if you escape before they arrive you’ll have a running aerial battle with our transports trying to escape.”“If we promise a cut to others we might be able to enlist help in moving the gold,” Baroness says. “The Dreadnoks might be able to work a deal with us.”“A biker gang?” Destro laughs. “I’d sooner trust them to keep my books. Commander, this operation can only work if you’re willing to reduce the scale of your attack.The top three commercial ports. Perhaps the top five, with two or more battalions dedicated to the Federal Reserve. That’s the only way we can scrape by.”>Baroness is onto something, we can pay the Dreadnoks for more manpower>You raise valid points. We’ll reduce the scale of the port attacks to steal the gold faster>You underestimate us, Destro. The attack proceeds according to my plan.>Write in
>>4539103>Offer the deadnocks a cut of the gold for destroying a dock and guarding New York.I want the world to know fear Destro. This is our demonstration, a sign of power. When reach exceeds grasp, another hand will come to help. 3 battalions in New York is going to be....fun.
>>4539103>Write-In: You raise valid points Destro. We’ll reduce the scale of the port attacks to steal the gold faster. However, Baroness has given me an idea, if we have the funds to spare perhaps we should consider hiring the Dreadnoks to attack one of the ports our troops aren't hitting as a further diversion.Destro makes a fair point regarding the Dreadnoks, barring Zartan and his siblings those idiots can manage mayhem but not much else.That said, Mayhem is their specialty, they may not be as subtle as Firefly, but they'll probably be willing to work for cheaper provided we can guarantee the funds.
>>4539128Seems solid enough, backing.
>>4539103>Write inWhat if we load the gold onto submarines?Destroy the NY port after we leave
>>4539103>>You underestimate us, Destro. The attack proceeds according to my plan.
>>4539098Amsterdam might be the Dutch capitol, Rotterdam is where the harbor/dock is
Should we also use this operation to announce our stated intentions? Or would that simply help identify cobra at a later date?
>>4539128I'd support but if we cant take some if the gold we should spoil it somehow. Make a nuclear waste that the gold absorbs? Tasteless scentless neruotoxin Gas?
>>4539103cancel the gold heistwe won't just be going up against Eagle. They will mobilize the national guard and the nypd against us too.
>>4539948National guard will be tied up with the cranes. NYPD vs an actual army? Nah man.
>>4539709Oh my b, I thought there was a port in Amsterdam too for some reason . . .
>>4540098Making a minor misssssstake of geography in the report to Cobra commander is a punishable offence, You Boa in the grass. You are hereby charged with lying to a sssssssuperior officer, you adder under the flower, and given 5 years in the Cessssssssspit gold mines, you viper on the path.
>>4539873Sounds like a good idea. If at all possible of course.>>4539974The New York National Guard aren't nearly as well-equipped or trained as EAGLE are, and the NYPD might as well be speed bumps for our HISS Tanks, they're meant for policing, not fighting a terrorist organization that makes ISIS/ISIL/whatever the fuck at its height look like a bunch of chumps.
>>4540126A+ perfect. You're hired.
>>4540344I know that the police are gonna be fucking useless. Their S.W.A.T cars are gonna be big ass busted, it's gonna be fucking great.But I can just imagine the complications this will bring.....Oh....Oh I've got a horribly good idea. What if we had our rattlers shoot down their air superiority fighters and directed it to crash into the world trade centre again.God the outrage would be unreal, but it could make that much more powerful a "Fuck you" to america at large.
>>4540368I meant that for the guy whining about the Guard and cops.Anyways, we're saving the symbolic strikes for later and we don't need to aggravate potential supporters when we're already dealing a very substantial and more importantly, tangible blow to the country.Nor can we even direct a crashing plane from the outside, if anything it'll fall where it falls, and if EAGLE really wants to risk the people of New York, let them do so and get the heat for it.
>>4540374You did tag me, but never mind.And sure, I suppose we should save the big symbols for later use, but it's so much fun trying to decide which terrorist act would strike the biggest amount of fear and meaning into the western world. More fun than it should be at any rate.So what's the projected fallout of this attack you think? Diplomatic troubles for america and canada, being that one just lost a fucking huge amount of foreign gold and the other couldn't keep us under lock and key, despite having no outside help.Global shipping just ground to a halt like nothing ever seen before.Global tension is gonna skyrocket and if all goes well we are going to make out like bandits.Anything else I'm not considering?
>>4540381All that and massive damage to the global economy from a one-two punch to the jaw. To say nothing of the blow EAGLE is going to take its reputation.
>>4540394It won't get them defunded, and will probably get them a big cheque to try and punch back, we'd need to humiliate them a few times more for them to start getting funding pulled.
You tap your chin with a finger in thought a moment before answering. “You raise valid points, Destro. We’ll reduce the scale of the port attacks to steal the gold faster.” Destro’s smug satisfaction is short-lived before you continue.“However, Baroness has given me an idea. If we have the funds to spare, then perhaps we should consider hiring the Dreadnoks to attack one of the ports our troops aren't hitting as a further diversion.”“Liquid funds? No,” Baroness. “Zartan and his band will have to be willing to work on credit.”“I suspect just the hint of pay will draw them like flies to excrement,” Viper says.Baroness nodded, “I agree.”“Good. Then make contact. Offer him . . . New Orleans. It should be a simple task for him. Offer him a large enough cut that he won’t say no. Large enough that he’ll linger around for more.”“Yes, Commander.”“How long until this operation is ready to be launched?”Your subordinates exchange looks before Baroness answers. “A few days is all it should take.”“Good, time enough for Storm Shadow to join us. I’m eager to put him to the test.”After catching up on the administrative generalities of Cobra you leave the throne room to retire to your private quarters. It’s a simple, spartan room in the depths of the Terrordrome with only the barest creature comforts. The one hint of luxury here is a bank of TVs, each connected to a different news source.You smile at the sight. Baroness has outdone herself. Sitting on the bed, you study the images and absorb data. A destabilized world, spinning like a top with mounting entropy. Your blows have led to wobble, but not a crash. Not yet. You see the aftermath of war, the beginnings of famine, even an interview with dear Dr. Rennenkampf looking suitably shaken up.There is a knock.“Enter.”The door slides open and Baroness enters.You raise an eyebrow behind the safety of your mask. “Baroness, you haven’t had enough of my company yet?”“We have a lot of lost time to make up for, Commander,” she says, face unreadable. A moment of silence encourages her to continue. “Zartan has agreed to our terms. A few million in gold bricks will suffice for him to join our attacks.”“That is good news,” you say, knowing it can’t be why she’s here. “Was there more?”Baroness is momentarily conflicted, visibly, before she comes to sit beside you on the stiff bed, nearly shoulder to shoulder with you. Instead of looking at you, she watches the news. “Information gathering is my specialty, Commander. I don’t have your read on people but . . . but I can read you well enough.” She turns to look you in the eyes as though your mask weren’t there. “You’re worried.”The strangeness of this situation has you very much off balance and you take an extra moment to think before speaking. (1/2)
“As head of Cobra I have a lot to worry about. There’s nothing that goes on that does not involve me. Is there something in particular I should be worried about?”“You are worried,” she insists. “About Destro.”“The thorn in my side,” you say. “I can’t do without him and I can’t tolerate his clear designs on my position. A dilemma.”“Is that why he bothers you so much?” she asks. “You think you can’t get rid of him?”“It’s . . . difficult to remove the primary armorer of your organization,” you say.“You’re strong-willed, Commander,” she says. “Perhaps the most independent-minded man I know. I think you don’t like the idea of relying on anyone, let alone Destro.”Is she trying to soothe your concerns? Feel you out for information? “My concerns shouldn’t be yours, Baroness. We all have roles to play.”“Yours the most difficult of all,” she says, her voice sympathetic. She lays a land on your knee and gives you a slight frown. “I want you to know, Commander, if it ever came down to a choice, I have my mind made up.” She stands before you can answer, brushing her hair behind an ear. “Storm Shadow will be arriving tomorrow morning. I’ve arranged for a meeting before the mission.”You fight through being speechless. “Yes, thank you.”Baroness goes to the doorway, stops, and looks over her shoulder. “And . . . I also don’t think Destro is irreplaceable. Goodnight, Commander.” She leaves, leaving you alone with your thoughts.***Storm Shadow is every bit as stoic and intimidating as you remember. His eyes are hard, hateful, and sharp, like a predator’s. As he descends from the aircraft stairway, you note that each of his steps seems coordinated, controlled.“Cobra Commander,” he bows at the waist on reaching you before straightening up. “I am eager to begin working with you. I understand that Cobra is quite active and undertakes many difficult assignments. I should like to prove my skills to you as soon as possible.”You smile, “A self-starter, are we? Have no worries, Storm Shadow. You’ll get your chance, sooner than later.”There is no change in his expression. The only read you get off him is simmering anger and . . . perhaps inferiority? Does he live in the shadow of Snake Eyes to that degree? Or is it maybe Tetsuo himself? It will take some determining.You launch your operation tomorrow. You will be accompanying the raid of the New York bank, intent on overseeing the heist. Having Storm Shadow to accompany you may prove useful, of course a man of his talents might be better suited to a solo task, perhaps taking down a shipping crane alone, or assisting Zartan’s forces.>You will join me on our raid. I want to see what you are capable of>I would like you to keep an eye on our allies in their raid on New Orleans>I think I’d like to see how you fare on your own. I will have you destroy a cargo crane>Write in
>>4540411>What would you say is your primary specialisation Stormshadow? What do you feel is your best talent, Assassination or Sabotage?Lets get him to give us his personal take on things. Make him feel listened to, this is his first chance to pick his own assignment and make the best first impression.Such as it is should endear him to us, when we provide praise for a job well done.Being the ninja he is, perhaps we could have him take out thorns in the side of our raid if he chooses assassination, while Espionage could send him to destroy a cargo crane by himself.
>>4540422Supporting.We hardly know enough about him yet to determine what his skill set is most useful for in this situation.
>>4540411>I think I’d like to see how you fare on your own. I will have you destroy a cargo craneIf he can't pull off something as simple as international terrorism by himself, what good is he?
>>4540411Backing this >>4540422
>>4540447That is part of it, but the other half is trying to build a sturdy rapport, so that we can leverage his loyalty to us.A loyal ninja is a fantastic asset in acquiring more
>>4540411>I think I’d like to see how you fare on your own. I will have you destroy a cargo crane
>>4540411>>You will join me on our raid. I want to see what you are capable of
Unfortunately there will be no post today or tomorrow (probably). A family situation came up. I expect to be back to this on Monday.
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>>4540422>ThisssWritingI'm back, baby.
“Tell me, Storm Shadow, what do you feel is your best talent, Assassination or Sabotage?”The ninja hesitates before answering, evidently puzzled. “I do what is asked of me. I excel in many fields.”“Your personal preference then.”He furrows his brow. “The thrill of the hunt is paramount for a ninja.”“You mean the most dangerous game.”“Yes.”You smile. “I think we’ll compliment one another well. You see I have a dangerous assignment to undertake and I would like you to accompany me.”The prospect perks him up. “Dangerous?”“An attack into the heart of our enemy. The risks are high. You will get your hands dirty.”“As it should be.”“Splendid.”Final preparations for the attack take the combined diligence of your entire command staff. Troops are moved, weapons readied, plans analyzed. Then, one by one, your strike forces are dispersed, positioned, and aimed.The time has come.Your command helicopter descends on New York City with the others in a flock of death. Wild Weasel’s Timber Rattler fighters fly cover, securing a flight path around the helicopters as you come in hot. In the helicopter with you, Storm Shadow and Baroness watch eagerly as the first transports land and disgorge troops in a nearby park. Just behind them, your helicopter lands and the three of you pile out. You’re just across the street from the bank.Major Bludd salutes you. “All set, sir.”“Don’t waste time then, get to it. Get in, get the gold and get out.”“Sir!”Bludd hurries off.Storm Shadow takes a step to follow but you stop him with a hand to the chest. “Not just yet. We’ll need your services before long. Right now all I need are strong backs and quick hands. I have enough of those.”After unloading their troops most of the gunships take to the sky to patrol the area. The area is mostly devoid of civilians, it looks like most of them fled at your approach.“And me, Commander?”Putting a detachment of men under Baroness will let you split your efforts. Gathering hostages from nearby apartment buildings might provide you with valuable insurance for escaping this place alive. You could also send her and a few squads on a mission of anarchy, rampaging through the city, burning and looting to draw in any EAGLE forces when they finally do arrive.Any men you send with Baroness will take from your main force which is stealing the gold reserve however.>I want you by my side. You’ll direct the gold theft>Take a detachment and gather us some hostages>Take a detachment and wreak havoc>Write in
>>4546296>Take a detachment and wreak havoc
>>4546296>Take a detatchment to gather hostages then put about 4 in each command helicopter with two guards apeice.It shouldn't take us long. The rest of the hostages that we can find in 15 minutes, have them sit by the heli's. I hope our troops have bodycam, because if we can catch eagle firing on a hostage stiuation, or better yet air-striking......Oh the worth of that video after this event would be worth 2 Heli's worth of gold.
>>4546321Or perhaps.....Perhaps it needn't be real footage. We could fake that rather easily, I would have thought
>>4546296>Take a detachment and gather us some hostages
>>4546296>Take a detachment and wreak havocLets indulge her anarchist side a bit.
>>4546296>>Take a detachment and wreak havoc
>>4546296>>I want you by my side. You’ll direct the gold theft
>>4546787We are more than capable of directing the gold theft ourselves aren't we?
“I’d like a little space for our work. Baroness, can you see that we have some guests present?” You nod toward a nearby apartment building. “A dozen or so should suffice. Try to make sure they’re photogenic.”Baroness smirks, “Of course, Commander.”She leads a team off with gusto, drawing a long-barreled pistol from a thigh holster as she leads the team into the apartment building. Moments later you hear screams and a few bursts of gunfire.Without waiting for her you proceed after Bludd’s team, entering the bank and stepping over bank employees who are spread across the floor, flat on their stomachs, hands on their heads. Two troopers watch over them, both nod respectfully as you pass and enter the vault.Gold lines the walls. Pallets of gold stacked floor to ceiling, more money than you’ve ever seen in your life.“Bludd, how long?”“Faster than we thought,” Bludd says. “We got them to open the vault so we don’t have to cut through. Gonna be tough gettin all this in the helicopters by hand.”He offers you a brick which you take, marveling at the surprising weight. “Gonna take time I reckon.”“You have plenty of warm bodies,” you say. “Put the bank staff into a human chain and pass the gold out. Your men can watch them work. It will be faster than us shuttling it in and out.”“Bit risky, ain’t it?” Bludd asks.“If any of them run, kill them. At worst we have to do the work ourselves, at best we do it faster. Baroness is rounding up an insurance plan so we can escape.”Bludd chuckles, “You’re the boss, mate. Right! Let’s get to it!” Bludd barks orders and his men hustle outside to marshal the terrified bank staff into lines to start passing the gold bricks out into the waiting choppers. “Bludd,” You say, “Do you know where we might get some television broadcast equipment? I think I’d like an audience.”“Ask the Baroness, that’s more her role.”Fair enough. You leave the bank and see that Baroness has already emerged with her hostages, women, children, the elderly, all screaming, all terrified, all expertly selected.“Well done,” you say.“Thank you, Commander!”Nearby gunfire draws your eye. A pair of Troopers pepper a police car with shots, sending it careening into a storefront. The authorities were starting to arrive. EAGLE wouldn’t be far behind them.“Baroness, do you know where we might get some broadcast gear?”“Of course. There’s a television studio two blocks from here. Give me a team and I can return with some.”You look skyward and see a pair of your fighters swoop by on patrol. Quiet so far.>Let’s begin our broadcast. Get the gear.>I think I’ll wait, you should help secure our perimeter>There’s still time for a little anarchy. Why don’t you go raise hell?>Write in
>>4547487>Get the gearOh my god.....WE CAN DO A TELEVISION SPEECH?! YES! YES YES!and if the barroness is captured, then stormshadow has his mission
>>4547487>Let’s begin our broadcast. Get the gear.
>>4547487>>I think I’ll wait, you should help secure our perimeterLets be smart here
>>4547531if we are playing smart, could we just send a team without Baroness, instead using another sergant or other no-name?
>>4547487>Let’s begin our broadcast. Get the gear.It's going good so far, a impromptu mission statement shouldn't slow us down too much.
>>4547487>>Let’s begin our broadcast. Get the gear.
>Get the gear.>Writing>>4547542>Playing smartPlaying smart is BOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG
>>4548644AH, the 40k/star trek line of logic.
“See to it, Baroness,” you say. “But be quick. Our EAGLE friends will be here before long.”“I wouldn’t miss this for anything,” she returns before assembling a team and mounting a trio of HISS tanks. This armored column vanishes down one of the city’s narrow streets leaving you to watch the work.The human chain is doing its job as well as you expect. Gold bars glint as they are passed down the line before your men receive them and load them into waiting pallets on the choppers. It’s slow going.You key on your radio, “How much longer, Major?”“Figure thirty minutes to an hour. I’ve got men looking for forklifts to maneuver this stuff outside. That’s the trick.”One of the Timber Rattlers breaks overhead, curling away from its partner and accelerating.“Be quick,” you tell Bludd before channel switching to Wild Weasel. “Status?”“We got company, sir,” he says. “Hostile fast movers.”“EAGLE?”“Most definitely.”The first response has already arrived. It won’t be long now before their ground forces attack. “Keep them off our backs,” you say. “Do whatever it takes.”“You got it!”Within minutes you’re watching fighters duel overhead. To your frustration EAGLE’s Sky Strikers still outperform your aircraft, climbing faster and turning tighter. Timber Rattlers are built for ground attack and don’t specialize in air-to-air like the Sky Strikers do. It’s a mismatched contest from the beginning. However, your pilots have one advantage. Terrain.Wild Weasel and his men dive for the city whenever they come under fire. WIth the risk of hitting the city so high, EAGLE’s pilots have to take their shots carefully. It’s going to make getting out of here risky.Many of your men on the ground have been drawn away from carrying gold to instead watch the perimeter, fighting off half-hearted attacks by local police forces. More importantly, they are preparing to receive an attack from EAGLE.Baroness arrives in a flurry of laser fire, the HISS tanks advancing in a line. Their heavy guns carve a path through stopped traffic before returning to the cordon you’ve set up.She emerges triumphant, troopers with camera gear following behind. “Mission success, Commander! Cameras and broadcasting equipment. We grabbed enough batteries to use it on the move as well.”“Excellent, well done.” You flick your radio on, “Major, how much do we have?”“I reckon about 50% loaded.”“And the time?” “Twenty, maybe thirty minutes?”EAGLE will be on you by then.>We’ll broadcast a threat for EAGLE to back off>We’ll show how ineffectual EAGLE is at protecting people>We’ll taunt Duke personally>We can broadcast on the move. We’re leaving with what we have.>Write in
>>4548694>We’ll show how ineffectual EAGLE is at protecting people>We’ll taunt Duke personally
>>4548694>Broadcast how Ineffectual EAGLE is.>Broadcast a threat to Eagle to back off>Taunt duke a little bit>Spread our message against the powerfulIf we use the gathered hostages and say that we have twice again as many hostages loaded on some of our helicopters, the bastards cannot afford to shoot down any of them.Let them gather some pictures of the overhead dogfight for a bit after we can get our mission statement out.I think we can go for a "We have seen the corruption of the world, and we have had enough. Soon we shall free you from your shackles and blind dogmas with fire and truth, waken you from this grand joke of life with a....*Shit eating grin* Stinging punch line"Someone with more wit than me, please write up something good.
>>4548694>We’ll taunt Duke personally>We’ll show how ineffectual EAGLE is at protecting people
>>4548694>>We’ll show how ineffectual EAGLE is at protecting people
>>4548694>Spread our message against the powerful>Taunt Duke>COBRAAAAAA!!!
>>4548694>>4548722As an afterward, we should test the gold just in case. If it's real, groovy. If it's not...its another opportunity to undermine America!"See this, people of the world! This gold taken straight from the Federal Reserves and it is all FAKE! What has the American Government done with the gold of all the nations?"
>>4549229I'd prefer leaving neuro-toxin behind on the gold, but if this works it could have some nice knock on effects.
>>4548694>>We’ll taunt Duke personally
>We’ll taunt Duke personally>We’ll show how ineffectual EAGLE is at protecting peopleThis seems to be the general gist.>Writing
>>4550681Oh hi, this is me.
>>4550681And sort of giving a cobra mission statement
“Let’s go live. Baroness?”She’s already preparing your makeshift camera crew. In moments you are pinned in the lens, a boom mic overhead to catch your words. The red light flicks on over the camera.“Ladies and gentlemen, greetings and welcome to Cobra TV!” You spread your hands wide to take in the scene. “I do apologize for interrupting your regular programming but I felt it was important to give you my side of the story. A first hand look at what is happening here in New York City.”You have no illusions that the transmitter you’ve hijacked can carry your signal globally, or even nationally, but someone would see it. Someone would record it and distribute it. Someone would mirror the transmission online for the macabre fascination of the curious.“Today is an auspicious day. Behind me is the assembled fortune of all the nations of earth.” An exaggeration, but you allow yourself to have a little fun. “Today it belongs to me. To Cobra. Today I make governments paupers and the people rich. These ill-gotten assets, milked from the hard working and the foolish which lined the pockets of your masters will now be the instrument of their downfall.”You lead the camera crew over to a nearby helicopter which is being loaded. A pair of terrified women sit on the floor, staring up at you, wide-eyed. You seize one by the forearm and pull her to her feet, letting the camera get a good look. “Some of you may see yourself in this woman. Frightened, helpless, a victim of circumstances beyond her control. Today - though she doesn’t know it - she helps to usher in a new order. She acts as a vanguard of change and progress. Today Cobra arms itself for the struggle against the powers that be, the overthrow of the old and the creation of the new.”You’re so caught up in your grandstanding that you’re caught off guard by the rip of gunfire overhead. Looking up, you see a pair of fighters tangling in the air above the park, swooping and diving as they seek to gun one another down. After a minute the Timber Rattler is outmaneuvered, losing a wing and spiraling down in flames.You watch, the camera tracking ash the fighter crashes down a block away, exploding into a fireball which climbs skyward. (1/2)
“This is the true measure of your governments,” you say to the camera, “The true measure of EAGLE. When asked to pick between gold or the lives of its citizens the choice is clear.” You step forward, close enough that the lens of the camera is reflected in your faceplate. “Those who supposedly protect you merely keep you in servitude. Milking you of your hard-earned money and using you as cannon fodder in their wars. You fight, and bleed, and choke, and die for a system which doesn’t even know your name beyond a signature on a tax form.”You step back again and allow a beat of silence, to let your message sink in. “Cobra represents a change. If you’re tired of the drudgery of your life, if you’re tired of an empty existence, tired of being stepped on, ignored, forgotten, used, abused. If you’re tired of being nothing then you belong to Cobra. Make your voice heard. Make your abusers suffer. Let us build a new order in the ashes of the old. Together! Cobra!” You hold up a clenched fist with your triumphant shout before allowing another camera sweep of your operation. “Now, we’ll be leaving soon. I intend to take this gold somewhere where it can do some good. My guests here-” you gesture to the hostages, “Are going to ensure that we leave with no trouble. Unless of course your protectors are less benevolent then they would have you believe.”Behind you helicopters rev their engines, preparing for escape.“Before I end our little chat,” you say, “I want to relay a message to my dear friend Duke, the commanding officer of EAGLE.” You say the words with as much venom as you can muster. “You did your worst in that little cement box you thought I was stuck in. Now it’s my turn. Let’s see how well you take the hits, hm?” You slash a hand across your throat and kill the transmission.“Excellent, Commander,” Baroness says. “Truly inspiring!” She’s fawning now.“Words,” you say dismissively. “Bludd, how much more?”“I’d say fifteen minutes, Sir. Nearly done.”“Do you think these hostages will buy us time?” Baroness asks.“We’ll find out soon.”One of the HISS tanks across the park explodes from a rocket hit, shrapnel and debris scattering across the field. A moment later EAGLE troops are dashing from cover, advancing and firing. Your own troopers dive for cover and return fire. Baroness draws her pistol and fires it wildly at the attackers. In seconds the advance is pinned down by your force as more troops re-position, but EAGLE is arriving.>Demolish the building to bury the rest of the gold, we’re leaving>We’re staying until we get it all>We’re leaving immediately before things get worse.>Write in
>>4550739>We are leaving nowThey can dig the gold up again anyway, there is no point to doing it other than being petty and wasteful with both our time and soldiers.
>>4550739>We’re leaving immediately before things get worse.
>>4550745Besides, if we leave it open, then when eagle withdraws perhaps members of the public will come and help themselves, make a few more bars disappear.But the bank staff will make good hostages as well.
>>4550748Another thought takes me, We could literally just fire a bazuka/grenade belt into the gold stores, that'd ruin some of the gold bars.But I also thought of a use of stormshadow. Leave him here, tell him to hide and find the commander of the eagle forces in new york if he is able, and to start killing field officers as he is able.It's good to get some use out of him, and they can't find him.
>>4550739>>We’re staying until we get it all
>>4550739>>We’re leaving immediately before things get worse.
>>4550739>We’re leaving immediately before things get worse.>>4550763This too, lets give Storm Shadow a test.
>>4550739>We’re leaving immediately before things get worse.Also supporting the storm shadow idea
>>4550763Toss thermite grenades, golds got a fairly low melting point, and contaminating the gold with aluminum would mess up its value more than stealing it.>>4550763Agree, have him bring us a head of an eagle.
>>4551473I'm not sure if our forces carry thermite nades or charges, but if they do, great stuff.
>>4551571I'd be upset if we didn't....
>>4551573I'm pretty sure that frags make for better anti-personnel weaponry given the wide area of effect and the unpredictability of how exactly they are going to fuck you up.Thermite is better suited as a charge to cut through armoured elements....Hmm, but we did come here with the intent to cut through the door, so we probably had some to deal with the vault door...Which means they could be repurposed.Even a cutter's fuel tank can be jurry rigged in a pinch
>>4551575Smart thinking I'd sayThis could work
>>4551575Grenade launchers are better than grenades in just about every way. I suppose we ought to be carry a few of those then?
>>4553882While not exactly standard issue, grenades have the advantage of being easily portable. But even then, do you know of any termite nade launchers
>>4553959Aside from pic above from RE5, no not really, but we can make em probably.
>>4554145Not wrong, but I feel like that's RND money that can be spent elsewhere.
>We’re leaving immediately before things get worse.>Writing
“Major Bludd, get your men into the choppers. We’re leaving.”Baroness looks at the bank in surprise before turning back to you, “But, Commander, the gold-”“Bury it. Burn it. Let the vultures take it. We have what we need. Enough to fund the destruction of Eagle.”She looks uncertain, not moving.“Baroness, put another way: gold is a means to an end and the end is in sight. Understand?”The spell is broken, “Yes. Of course commander.”“Excellent. See to the evacuation. Get some more hostages on the helicopters. And bring the camera gear!” you call the last sentence after her as she hurries to see to your bidding.The EAGLE attack on your perimeter is becoming more severe, a problem amplified by the withdrawal of your men. As laser fire snapes by overhead you hold your ground. Storm Shadow beside you scans the buildings, one hand on the grip of the SMG hanging at his side.Your men are scrambling to choppers, but it’s a slow trickle out of the bank with no sign of Bludd. “Something’s wrong.” You say the words a moment before you hear laser fire in the building. EAGLE must have infiltrated it. “With me!” you shout to your ninja bodyguard as you hurry inside. You needn’t have bothered ordering him, he was already stalking forward, anticipating your plan.Inside the bank lobby most of the hostages are gone, a few huddle terrified in the corner but you ignore them. “Bludd? Major?”You hear gunfire from the vault. Drawing your side arm you hurry inside, past a pair of dead Cobra troopers and one suffering from a gutshot, his legs apparently dead. You don’t stop, stepping over dropped gold bars as you follow the sounds of fighting.Inside the vault you find yourself among a maze of half-empty pallets. Most of the gold is gone, but there is enough to remain scattered throughout the room, glittering seductively. You resist your instinct to call out for Bludd. He’s in danger and you’re not going to lose a top commander so easily.You feel a gun muzzle press into the small of your back. “Hold it.” The voice is strong, authoritative, military. It was a trap. Of course it was a trap. EAGLE was hunting for your leadership as much as you wanted to hunt for theirs.(1/2)
“Drop the gun.”A second soldier steps coolly into the open in front of you, rifle aimed at your heart. Both men were clad in black, infiltration specialists.You release the pistol so it hands from your finger by the trigger guard.“Turn around.”You turn halfway around when hot blood splashes across your faceplate.The soldier behind you stands ramrod straight and headless. Blood spurts and fountains out of his neck before raining down across his body. You're momentarily amazed for how long he remains standing before going limp, falling to the cement floor to paint it with blood. Behind him is Storm Shadow, sword in hand, eyes like diamonds.“Wha-”Storm Shadow moves like a blur, drawing and throwing a quartet of metal stars that shred the second soldier’s throat, reducing his cry of pain to a distorted gurgle.You’re smiling before he hits the ground. “Impressive.”Storm Shadow wipes his blade on a fallen EAGLE operative and says nothing. “Commander?” “Come out Major,” you say. “It’s clear now.”Bludd and a pair of troopers emerge from further back in the vault, hurrying your way. “I thought I heard- Jesus Christ.”“Thank our friend Storm Shadow for the redecorating. Major, we called an evacuation-”“Right, was on my way out when these goons started raising trouble.”“Then get to the chopper,” you snap.Bludd doesn’t argue and takes his men out in a hurry.You look to Storm Shadow. “You, I have a special mission for.”The ninja raises an eyebrow.“EAGLE will be crawling all over this place soon enough. Among them there will be someone in charge. Kill them.”“I will.”With a nod, you turn and leave your ninja before hurrying out of the bank to climb aboard the helicopters now starting to take off.“Trouble?” Baroness asks. “Nothing serious.”“Where’s Storm Shadow?”“On assignment,” you say.The helicopters lift away and you watch the ground rapidly receding. Around you, your Timber Rattlers fly interference, swatting down Sky Strikers that venture too close. “When we return,” she says, “I’ve arranged a meeting with Zartan for you.”“How exciting,” you say.“Commander, with these funds we can do a lot of damage. Finish the Seismic Inducer, expand our ground forces, hire specialists. It will be a windfall.”>Start planning to pay back Duke and EAGLE>We’ll accelerate our timetable and finish off the United States>Before we act I want to deal with Destro>Write in
>>4554456>Start planning to pay back Duke and EAGLE
>>45541683rd party contracting? Ask someone else to make them for us that ready makes the regular ammo, and offer to buy it.>>4554456>Start planning to pay back Duke and EAGLEI hope the Inducer project will be running in the background ready for when turn our attention stateside.
>>4554456>Start planning to pay back Duke and EAGLE>Before we act I want to deal with DestroWe need to build up our forces and improve our arsenal, starting by acquiring better air superiority craft, the services of Firefly and the Dreadnoks, and researching the BATs.Not to mention tempering Destro's obvious ambitions, his family history of selling weapons to both sides of a conflict is something we should also keep an eye out for.
>>4554456>Plan to pay back Duke>Before we act, Lets deal with Destro.I still want his services, but I want him Loyal. How.....
>>4554495Air superiority craft are a must. An utter requirement.
>>4554542Probably need to put some multirolers into it. Or just get better ground based squad anti air weapons.
>>4554546.....Hmm, what about nanite enhancements for our soldiers, ALA that live action film from 2012. THAT could be useful, no?
>>4554577Ugh, don't remind of of the movies please.Only thing worthwhile from the movies was the scarlet pinups in sci-fi suit. Alternatively we can try to make Super Soldiers like pic related....
>>4554577While I'm all for enhancing our troops, I don't exactly see how doing so helps us deal with aircraft 1000 feet in the air. Unless they Jump really good.
>>4554597Sorry buddy. I just really enjoy the first one.It helps that this is my only interaction with the franchise outside of those films, so this is all new to me.>>4554603Survivability for one. enhanced reflexes for two, better handling of G-forces allowing for greater manouvers.Mind control properties, making for.....Perfect items to use on Destro.
>>4554546Multirole capability is probably going to be part and parcel of any new aircraft (Cobra actually used Mirages in the pilot and at least one other episode because lol-France), and allows us to use the Rattlers more exclusively for ground attack and anti-shipping duties.Speaking of Rattlers, maybe we should invest in the ability to set up small containerized airbases across the Earth at a moment's notice for use by our VTOL capable aircraft. Sort of similar to the concept behind the Harrier's ability to be used just about anywhere.Hell, even just adapting the USAF's own concept behind rapidly buildable improvised airbases would be nightmarish for EAGLE and the October Guard to counter.
>>4554456>>We’ll accelerate our timetable and finish off the United States
>Start planning to pay back Duke and EAGLE>Writing>>4554470>I hope the Inducer project will be running in the background ready for when turn our attention stateside.Of course!
“Yes,” you say, smiling to yourself. “I look forward to my meeting with Zartan. Why don’t we make it an ‘all hands’ meeting?”Baroness’s smile warms your heart. “You have something big in mind?”“Big? Try something game changing.”“Don’t leave me hanging, Commander.”“EAGLE. We’re going to destroy them. No two stones will be left standing. Duke and all his guts and glory will be crushed.” Venom practically drips from your voice as you speak, clenching your hands into a ball of rage.Baroness seems excited about the prospect. “How exciting! You have a plan?”“First the Inducer needs to be finished,” you say, “and then we need to procure weapons. Good ones. Then we lay the stage for our trap.”Her smile seems to double. “You will have your victory at last.”“EAGLE is just the beginning,” you remind her.“Yes, but it will be the beginning of the end of those who stand against you.”Shortly after arriving back at the Terrordrome you learn how right Baroness was. The headline was three words. Total Economic Meltdown. Your port attacks were a wild success, leaving EAGLE scattered and unable to resist. Now goods are piling up at offshore warehouses, foreign debts are unpaid, stocks are collapsing, the world is spiraling into turmoil. Food prices are climbing, wages are dropping. It’s like Christmas!You’re beside yourself with giddy excitement. Retribution is at hand, EAGLE is almost beneath your boot. With the economic crisis worsening, the governments of the world dedicate their efforts to economic relief, repair of the port, and suppression of the protests and riots fermenting in cities worldwide. Riots that organizations like COIL feed into with messages of government corruption and hopelessness. Your criminal arm is also hard at work causing trouble, breaking windows, lighting fires, stirring unrest and fanning the flames.The stage is being set. Now you need weapons. With a large chunk of your ill-gotten gains going to finish the Seismic Inducer you still have a substantial fortune to spend on weapons. Recruits are now serious object right now, nor are experienced mercenaries. Hardware is your main concern.Destro’s pet BAT project could prove interesting, a legion of loyal automatons at your disposal. You’ve also given thought to air superiority fighters and better multi-purpose craft or heavier attack helicopters. With your funds you can afford to get more than one. (Choose two from the list or write in your own!)>BAT Program>Multi-role jet fighter>Heavy attack helicopters>Write in
>>4555685>Multi-role jet fighter>our own AI meant to aid us in defeating the world! based of course off a brain scan of ourselves.
>>4555685>>Write inHaving robots that are programmed to be loyal to Destro? No thank you, but I think a battallion of/ heavily augmented Cobra troopers is what the doctor ordered
>>4555685>Multi-role jet fighter>Heavy attack helicoptersWe need the fighters and the helicopters let us get in and out better.
>>4555685>>Multi-role jet fighter>>Heavy attack helicopters
>>4555685>Augmented Cobra troopers>Multi-role Jet fighterWE'VE DONE IT LADS, THE BEGINNING OF THE END!
So if this works, do our roles reverse? Eagle becoming a scattered, underfunded insurgency against Cobra?Or are they merely scattered but slowly going to rebuild, because named characters have plot armour?
>>4555685>Multi-role jet fighterI hope the multirole can have 3 configurations, Air superiority, ground attack, and a general multi role.>Heavy attack helicoptersWould be nice to have a general utility/workhorse version like blackhawk/hueys.
>>4555685>Multi-role jet fighter>Heavy attack helicopters
>>4555685>Multi-role jet fighter>Augmented COBRA soldiers
>Multi-role jet fighter>Augmented COBRA soldiers
>>4555874>So if this works, do our roles reverse?no.>Multi-role Jet fighterThis is clear>Heavy attack helicopters>>4555794>>4555836>>4555912>>4555925>Augmented COBRA soldiers>>4555721>>4555847>>4556191>>4556334All tied up! But I will lean in favor of the write in.>Multi-role jet fighter+>Augmented COBRA soldiers>Writing
>>4556758Well slightly disappointing. But revenge is a noble goal.And you forgot your name friendo
“Fighters, Destro!”Your weapons supply startles at your sudden and unannounced entry into his office. The room is nestled in a quiet passageway of the Terrordrome. Its spartan, cement walls are covered in aged tapestries and oil paintings. Each painting depicts some ancient battle and the tapestries you imagine were dredged from some dingy castle in Destro’s inheritance.“Commander, what is-”“Fighters,” you repeat, pleased to see his irritation. You’ve interrupted some sort of financial review judging by the documents open on his computer terminal.“What are you babbling about?”“Your Timber Rattlers are inadequate for what I have in mind.”“Is that so?” he is unamused.“It is. Ground attack is all well and good until those damned Sky Strikers arrive and chop them into mince meat. If it weren’t for those hostages I don’t think we would have made it out alive.”“A pity.”You point aggressively, “Don’t play games with me Destro. I have the capital and demand. You are my supply.”(1/2)
“And it’s aircraft you want? Air superiority?”“Multi-role. I prefer a jack of all trades to master of one.”He sighs and opens a different folder on his computer, cycling through brochures showing off a plethora of weapons systems. He comes to stop on a sleek, black, angular diamond-shaped craft. “Night viper,” he says, turning the monitor so you can see. “Low-grades stealth capabilities, vertical takeoff and landing, as well as hardpoints for air-to-air and air-to-ground engagements.”“Yes. It’s perfect.”“Then you won’t object to the price tag,” he says, calling up a form and filling it out. “Two squadrons I can have for you in short order.”“Very good.”“Now that you have the capital, I assume you won’t object to the BAT project.”“I’m sorry to disappoint, but I do.” you say. “I have no need for mindless automatons when I already have so many at my disposal.”Destro frowns.“However, the technology is interesting to me in the terms of bio augmentation.”“Augmentation?’“The dear late Juggernaut was so equipped,” you say. “Bionic limbs, cybernetic enhancements. Weapons, targeting systems, integrated armor.”“Cyborgs,” Destro supplies.“Yes.” You snap your fingers. “That’s exactly what I want. Cyborgs.”“You have the biological components I assume? Willing bodies?”“Rake the human cesspit at any COIL center, dredge them from the wounded. We have them.”“Hm.” Destro strokes his chin. “I believe many of my BAT designs could be applied to human subjects. And you have the funding?”“You know that I do.”Now Destro cracks a smile. “I’ll need cooperation from Dr. Mindbender. With his assistance I believe we can make your dream a reality.”“Then see to it, Destro,” you say. “The end of EAGLE is almost at hand. Cobra’s revenge is here.”“I look forward to it with great anticipation,” Destro says.You smile secretly behind your mask. “Don’t we all?”
Thanks for reading everyone! I anticipate the climactic confrontation with EAGLE soon, but I need to take a few days to handle some personal matters and to prepare for that coming thread. /Tape 3 - Bullets Bombs BigotryBe sure to follow my twitter or join my Discord for updates on the next quest. Expect it soon!https://twitter.com/TimeKillerQMhttps://discord.gg/BnJeeu4
>>4556799I await the "Oh shit!" reaction when their Sky Strikers suddenly stop being super effective rocks to our scissors
>>4556799COBRAAAAAAAA!Great quest QM, please don't drop it before we reach the end.