12-03-2025, 08:48 PM
Quote:[April 5626 Presidents Office]
Lazar was pacing the room furiously, the previous administration would never have permitted such incompetency. Two failed operations in Extea in a row, with most being arrested and assets seized, Lazar sulked for a moment beside his desk before suddenly smacking the pencil holder across the room, launching into a violent tirade. "Fucking baffoons! I swear i'll execute them and their pathetic families for siring such stock, i'll wear that son of a bitch tiberius' ear for a necklace!"
Worst of all, Extea was continuing to garner major public support, with foreign powers wantonly sending in delegates and flying abroad to international summits. Extea was receiving more aid that the legion ever had given their tumultuous international relations. Lazar slumped into his leather swivel chair and his eyes gazed to the corner of his newspaper, where a small snippet caught his attention.
"Egalion delegation to arrive in Extea"
Lazar sat for a moment then smiled, Fine. If the agents couldn't be bothered to succeed, there was the time tested option that Kundrati had done many times, and he knew this one would actually function. Lazar picked up the phone, "Get me interballistic command." A short wait and Lazar spoke to the general in charge of ballistic defense operations, "I want one of our largest missiles prepped for launch on Extea, coordinates to be delivered soon, load it with incendiaries and await my command for launch within the week." Lazar hung up the phone and leaned back satisfied and he took a drag from his cigar, even if they missed the would be upstart president they'd burn up some tents and put those dregs back on the streets where they belonged. All the traitors in Extea would suffer, someday it would be returned, world be damned and the consequences, even if it costs a million lives Lazar would honor Sladeks memory and make Kundrati whole, but today he would sip cognac imagining the smell of Sulphur in the south.