*the doors open up.*
Snake: nas.
Nas: snake, glad you could make it.
Snake: whats the deal?
Snake: sit, the three ofus must discuss the battle plan.
abc: dimplomacy just aint gonna work nowadays huh?
Snake: you see the great plains right? now called windy plains.
nas: right. and i have reasons to believe that dark aces know about the underground base of ours in the rocky mountains. look at the screen.
*the wall behind nas opens revealing a massive 72" computer screen and a work area to operate it.*
nas: they are sending out drones to find and infiltrate the base. i caught this one
flying over the plains, the ensigna on the back read "DA". not only that but theres movement in siberia towards alaska. either they know where we are, or just lookin for a place to stay. cant be near us, i believe.
Snake: dark aces. those fools are inexpirenced in the arts of war and they dare challenge us?
nas: i know how you feel snake but they taken up thier own defensive position in where ever they are.
abc: what about our defensive plan?
snake: i have automatic turrets and a few patrols along with missile defense. i seen a drone pass by overhead. they only know that the only way in is through the main hall's gate. i dont want anyone else using the secret passages we have alloted all over.
abc: and what if they reach the plains?
nas: i have a frontline bunker camp set up at the egde of the mountain range and the plains. if they show up, the men will radio to us and you head on out to the plains to confront them. snake, our troops?
snake: 750,000. and our air force capabilities with the underground hanger and landing strip, we can bomb simply if the time it took to leave wasnt so long.
abc: so how many will i have to counter the attack?
nas: 200,000. and what will you do snake.
snake: recon of my own. i gonna check out whats up north.
abc: theres a threat all over. remember siberia? that land brigde has surfaced agian.
snake: and they cant just reach us if they cant survive the cold. stay on high alert, i have the feeling an invasion is soon. from someone out there.
*snake and abc leaves. nas turns around and looks upon the computer screen*
nas: what the hell?
*out by a secret passage, snake dons his special jet pack. abc comes running.*
abc: snake!
snake: what?
abc: heres something your gonna need.
snake: the GPS. almost forgot it.
abc: what kind of jetpack is that?
snake: my own i designed and built. two small twin turbine engines for quick movement. if i get into an emergency or need to glide, i pull this cord and 6-foot wings pop out on both sides. anything else and i got the chute.
abc: can you make me one?
snake: i made a few prototypes in the armory incase this one give problems.
abc: if anything happens, i have two jets and a chopper pick you up. dont die on us.
snake: i wont. just be careful on them plains.
abc: i will.
***permission to use snake granted***
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