Talk:AF: Armada of Freedom/@comment-27820070-20140828025843/@comment-24142455-20140828041811

From a damaged orbital satillite, Preston J. Cole watched from a camera the people of New Belkan get tortured. With Funale's ammo gone, Giganfrour's mostly expended, and the Divident damaged, he had time to reconstruct his forces.

"Prepare MCM strike, cause as much damage to the enemy base as possible!"

OOC: I'm assuming that given their size, MCMs have a fairly large range.

From some land based installations, multiple MCMs are launched towards prometheus

Cole sends a transmission to the Prometheus fleet,

''This will end. Whoever is in command of this, I will fight to my last ship, my last bullet, my last dying breath, I will find you. And I will end your cruelty. You think you can stop me? Mark my words, you will meet your end on my hands, you will never seize victory over me!. You think this is fun? Killing innocent people! Murdering many! If it wasn't for that damn protocol, I would have fired every nuclear missile I have right now and turn your body into nothing but ASH!''

He sits down in the Halcyon's command chair, fueled with anger. He watched the recordings of the marine's helmet cams in battle. Murdered, slaughtered, even executed after surrendering. He looked at a pocket in his uniform and took out a device, a device to activate code 3 of Big Red One.