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Futuristic Project Second Light

takki

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Year 27XX- Voice Log 1


Hello! This is Commander Hailey speaking. If you hear this, you must be a military personnel but, if you aren't a military personnel, you must be on a suicide pact. Over one billion police, soldiers, and terrorists have joined, and we expected to only have five million. I'm amazed. We have located the invasion army, thanks to our world-class astronomers. Estimated time of arrival of the Yorxzi to Earth is 2 weeks, and two weeks isn't enough for us. You must get trained using the XC3 Suit, which, I believe, is already provided to every military personnel on Earth. We have to organize every soldier joining the war, so, an army is composed of over 500 thousand soldiers, and 500 million of soldiers will focus on the heart of USA, which is the landing spot for the Yorxzi army. The other half would focus on the other continents of the world, except Antartica, of course. We would also like to recognize our X Sections. X1 to X10 sections are composed of five very powerful elite soldiers each section. Trained since they were kids, has a wide experience of war technology and strategy, and so much more. Expect one section to dominate a city in just a day. So, enough of me. Training starts tomorrow. Good luck.
 
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Military Safezone and Training Camp: Arizona Section One
LOCATION:
Two kilometers left to the Grand Canyon

Estimated Population: 11 million
Citizens Evacuated: 1,432,631
Elite Squads Currently Residing: X1
Time: 3:00 am
Date: January 7

Seven days until the invasion



H HeckingHeck ThatOneLunatic ThatOneLunatic Kloudy Kloudy
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Charles McNerieTime: 7:00 am. January 7, 27XX
Charles was just sitting in a CloudChair. A CloudChair is a rare furniture in the market and is very expensive that only average people can buy, but it doesn't matter in the state of world now. The chair was made of titanium and some materials made of diamond, and that's what makes it so expensive. Its durability is high that it can be substituted as a tier 1 military shield, but it is not advisable. It looks like an ancient beach chair. Short legs, wide area but small length and is curved into a 145-degree angle, but it feels like you're sitting in the most comfortable surface ever. That's why it got its name.

Charles was wearing a camo suit, an Indiana Jones hat and a pair of shades. In front of him was another chair, the classic wooden chair, and he has his legs rested on the chair. He has his self-reloading laser gun, a solar pistol and his APUMB backpack on the floor. He doubted anyone would try and steal it, and if someone did, he has a small taser in his hand and he would just touch the guy and tell the guy to stop stealing things.

Anyways, the Squad X1 was on their 30-minute break time, after they did their full night training and brainstorming on strategies. On the side of him was a levitating tray, and in the tray was a cold orange juice and eight pieces of biscuits. He was inside and on the side of a hangar, where not much activity is going on. There were soldiers taking their 2-kilometer morning jogging, some military trucks going across the area and his other squadmates were doing something around. Since it was still morning, there isn't that much heat circulating around the area.

Kloudy Kloudy H HeckingHeck ThatOneLunatic ThatOneLunatic (You guys can now not put a header in every post, and the RP has officially started)
 
Micheal Lorrian
January 7th
Micheal had finished his last 2 kilometer run for the night. After a night if rather easy exercise (he shrugged off jumping jacks and pushovers as they were standard), he longed for something to quench his throat. Although easy going for the night he was still human and humans used energy in exercise. It was basic science and Micheal was a very dry man.

He contemplated on how he would spend the morning, at least until he had to go to a meeting with one of the commanders. There was some sort of task he had recently been informed about and he was fortunately or rather unfortunately force you be a part of it. Keeping the uneasy thought behind him he forged his way to the cafeteria hoping to perhaps get whatever scraps were left from the first meal. His stomach grumbled as his mind entertained the idea of food and water flowing into his belly, fulfilling his wish of no longer being starved. Keeping a keen eye for those watching him he quietly made his way to the pantry.
 

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