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 Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 4:48 pm
This room is as large as a baseball field and has plenty of tables, supplies, etc. This lab is for making weapons that will benefit the Redcoats and do harm to the Bluecoats. There are also computers.
Dangerous chemicals and explosives are located here. Handle with caution. Unless if you have permission and clearance by a commanding officer, you may not enter.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 11:36 am
Colonel Rajeiia looked on from the control room, behind a wall of glass. Pressing a few buttons, he had a group of mice run into the testing chamber. He then locked the chamber, trapping the panicking rodents. They would see be put out of their misery.
"Chemical warfare, eh?" said a voice behind the Colonel. Someone had entered and locked the door.
"That's right, Sergeant Jorzhe," Rajeiia replied, turning to the Redcoat warrior. "How are your wounds?"
"I'm getting better. The wounds aren't serious." Pasquale Jorzhe looked into the testing chamber. "Ah... mice. Perfect test subjects."
"Indeed. You may sit and watch, Jorzhe." Rajeiia turned to the keyboard and a few buttons, then ordered in an imposing voice, "ENGAGE."
Within a few seconds, a gas began filling the test chambers, the mice began running around with increased speed, fueled by their fear. After a while, all the mice were lying on the floor, gassed to death.
"Interesting. Is this part of an upcoming invasion plan?" Sergeant Jorzhe asked.
Rajeiia shook his head. "This is going to be part of the final defense of the Red Capital... that is, if the Bluecoats manage to penetrate that far into our territory. As the Bluecoats may or may not know about our situation, we may expect a Bluecoat invasion."
"And what about our next offensive?" inquired Jorzhe, cocking an eyebrow.
Rajeiia sighed. "If Commander Myra and the Red Council are stupid enough to launch another costly invasion in this situation, the Redcoat military will probably have to use whatever we have left. But if that happens, we will have to take action before too many Redcoat lives are lost."
Jorzhe stood and cleared his throat. "Colonel La Fenice. I would like to inform you that approximately 40% of the Redcoat military will support you in case of a violent overthrow of the Redcoat Council."
Rajeiia raised an eyebrow. "That's not enough, Sergeant."
"Of course," Jorzhe smiled, "we are still recruiting."
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