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"Do rocket science or some stuff. Space is still a fresh battleground to be conquered."
So is the field of ICBMs, NAUC doesn't really have a lot of those. Back in the 4970s, after Mercana put a man on the moon, both Mercana and the Imperium started thinking "how can we weaponize this", started phasing out their nuclear bombers and began working on rocket-based delivery vehicles for nuclear weapons. NAUC, instead, kept making bombers, with the end result being their air navy. That's not to say they have no nuclear missiles, but what they do have is mostly limited to submarine/air launched SRBMs and cruise missiles.

So is the field of ICBMs, NAUC doesn't really have a lot of those. Back in the 4970s, after Mercana put a man on the moon, both Mercana and the Imperium started thinking "how can we weaponize this", started phasing out their nuclear bombers and began working on rocket-based delivery vehicles for nuclear weapons. NAUC, instead, kept making bombers, with the end result being their air navy. That's not to say they have no nuclear missiles, but what they do have is mostly limited to submarine/air launched SRBMs and cruise missiles.
Coo. We'll have to hop on the space race at some point tho. Or be destroyed probably.

Talko causiously approaches Tippy and sniffs at her hands.
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Tippy pulls jerky from her pocket and offers it.

Talko sniffs at the jerky, then grabs it and swallows with minimal chewing. Jalko watched Tippy hand Talko the jerky, and begins drooling.

"I almost forgot, we should feed them," Jaakko says.
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"yeah."

Tippy throws out the remaining jerky to Jalko

Jalko rocks back and misses the jerky, typical of any majestic land-beast. He drools profusely and scarfs down the jerky, licking his chops even after the jerky is gone.

"I'll check the kennel again. Coming along?"

Operator just gave a great suggestion for the next mission, so I should be ready to start that very soon. Like, as soon as the in character RP is wrapped up, because I don't want to cut character development short.

"I'll come with you guys if you don't mind," Bell says before looking at Major Kirves's new dogs.

Where was I trying to go with that?

"... It's probably best I get going. Commander Baocun, it's been a pleasure and an honor. I look forward to flying with you again soon. See you back at the complex."

Richard smiles and salutes Xiaomei casually before walking off to the medbay.

Oh dammit. Some first impression I made.

Sweet but sour Deltan poon.

Sweet but sour Deltan poon.

what the sam heck are you talking about, son

Not sure if code red or nonsense

>Qwepir has to GM an ERP between Mjolnir and Raiden

oh lawd I cannot wait

wew sorry i legit checked out of life this weekend



With some straining Gus notices Musashi and the others in the poorly lit bar. He heads over and takes a seat. "I haven't formally met any of you, actually. My bad. My full name is Gustav Thomsen. Born in middle-of-no-where north Aesthia. Something told me I should apply for the military, and the Air force recruiters were the first guys I saw. How about you guys?"