"We have met the enemy and they are ours"
-Captain James Lawrence

Equunian Time: 3023, October 12th, 0158 hours

Human time: 2098, October 12th, 0158 hours

Location: Equus; Waters of the Bukastillo super continent, 66 miles [West] off the coast of the Vichristprus Republic

U.S. perspectives: Gray Ghosts Squadron (GGS) commander F/A-21D pilots Rafael Key and Xander Parrish, GGS F/A-21 pilots Floyd Noble, F/A-21 pilot Aoife Blair, GGS F/A-21D pilots Warren Steel and Justin Barrett; CAPT Aiden Mayfield Bowers

Equunian Perspectives: Vichristprus Republic trade fleet Captain Arical Castiniar, New Lunar Empire naval fleet Captain Zimrcia Viserters Battlemartin

As the bright white glow faded off of the pilots bodies it revealed were they were, a seemingly endless Ocean complemented by a clear skyway with clean pristine clouds that littered the endless skyline that was in front of them. Which was a notable difference from the mess they were staring at mere moments ago, storm clouds that spewed lightning rods as far as the eye could see, sand and dead bushes for miles and miles, a literal wasteland. I'm talking about Australia.

Though, the most striking detail about their new domain was the moon currently watching over them, it seemed to be allot closer than it was normally, but that wasn't the strangest thing about it because their were literal glowing purple clouds of dust around the moon. The clouds themselves were so big and bright that their light bathed the ocean in a marvelous purple, details of the purple moon clouds were clear as day on the oceans surface, so if anything disturbed the water it would be blatantly noticeable, which is what happened.

Looking through their aircrafts with the Distributed Apature System (DAS) Warren and Justin saw several large craters forming in the water, after informing the rest of the squadron of the forming craters, shape started to form out of them, shapes that heavily resembled those of the hulls of several massive ships. Soon after several navy ships covered in the bright white glow that had engulfed the Gray Ghost Squadron (GGS) appeared in the craters, after several seconds the white glow dissipated and revealed the 14 ship fleet traveling through the water.

The first ships to appear were the 2 Ravana-class amphibious assault fleet Supercarriers, the U.S.S. John Paul Jones (CVN 77) and her sister ship the U.S.S. Donald Francis Mason (CVN 78), both being built at the same time with the John Paul finished 2 months earlier than the Donald Francis, so it was stuck in the NASSCO shipyard based in the coastal city of Boumex located in Texas. The next 4 ships to manifest themselves were the Conscious-class heavy amphibious assault/missile Cruisers, the U.S.S. Jocko (BCGN 16) and his brother ship that finished the name of the person they were named after, the U.S.S. Willink (BCGN 17); the next ships were the U.S.S. Nightfall (BCGN 22), and U.S.S. Amor et Timuerunt (BCGN 38). The next 3 ships to appear were the Anticox-class Guided missile/escort Destroyers, the U.S.S. McCain (DDGEN 56), U.S.S. Lafayette (DDGEN 34), and U.S.S. Lavanda (DDGE 14). The last 3 ships to manifest were the Elligatia-class missile/air defense heavy frigates, the U.S.S. Fraser (FFADGN 88), U.S.S. Butio (FFADGN 73), and U.S.S. Baileshark (FFADGN 80).

The fleet itself was still in formation with the Ravana-class supercarriers side-by-side with 2 of the Conscious-class cruisers guarding their left and right, 3 Anticox-class destroyers guarding the front of the formation, and the 3 Elligatia-class heavy frigates guarding the rear of the formation. The fleet was unofficially named "мимолетная НАДЕЖДА" (Fleeting Hope) by the Russian populace when it appeared in the Russian made film called "Мировая война 4" (World War 4) that took place in an alternate timeline were the world didn't unite under the U.N., and instead joined two differing factions known as the "Кооперативный Союз Наций" (Cooperative Union of Nations) and "Союз высших наций" (Allyship of Superior Nations).

"[U.S.S. Donald Francis Mason] Gray Ghost Squadron what's your current status, over? We lost your signal when the white glow engulfed the fleet."

"Our status is green, over." Responded Xander Parrish, the Gray Ghost Squadron commander and Essential Systems Operator (ESO) for the F/A-21D fighter jet he was currently sitting in.

"[U.S.S. Donald Francis Mason] Understood Gray Ghost Squadron, but for the time being we're going to need you guy's to patrol the area 44 mile (70 kilometers) away from the fleet. We're currently trying to see if we can contact the United States, because we don't know if we're alone out here and we can't run any risks. But rest assured, you guys aren't alone out there because both White Skulls Squadron and Firebolt Squadron have now just appeared 600 meters (1,968 feet) behind the fleet."

"Copy that, stay safe guys."

"[U.S.S. Donald Francis Mason] God speed guys, god speed."

Soon enough the 4 aircraft tilted 30 degrees to the right and started banking towards the east at 931 miles an hour (1,498 kilometers an hour/ 809 knots), quickly accelerating to 1,762 mph (2,835 kph/1,531 knots) within the span of 3 seconds, this was thanks to the 53,000 pounds of force that the Pratt & Whitney YF290 NE (nuclear energy) engines produced. Seconds later the 4 aircraft reached the 44 mile mark and tilted 50 degrees left, banking West towards the fleet, however they didn't get any closer and instead, orbited the fleet counterclockwise; providing a makeshift shield for any anti ship missiles coming their way.

After 4 orbits around the fleet Aoife spotted a large assortment of ships 144 miles (231 kilometers) North with her aircraft's DAS system, and upon closer inspection they seemed to be Victorian era wooden ships with what seemed to be plates of metal armor that started from the hull upwards, spreading to both the Aft and Forward of the ship. After alerting the rest of the squadron Aoife made the DAS calculate the amount of ships that were in the fleet, and it counted 44 ships in total with 15 of them being some type of ironclad vessels. Looking further North the squadron spotted an even larger fleet of vessels, approximately 144 ships, traveling towards the first fleet while firing forward facing cannons.

Examining the attacking ships, the DAS tried comparing them to other Victorian era ships that were in the United State's MTWDB (Military Tools and Weapons Data Base) and found nothing, the ships were so foreign that the computer struggled finding a match, yet so domestic that it knew exactly what to compare it to. The ships themselves were colored black, and comparably bigger than the ships they were attacking, with them being 40 meters (131 feet) longer and 15 meters (49 feet) wider. Massive rounded sails that glowed bright teal in the moonlight, at the top a flag adorned with a crescent that had a star in its center, along with wings on the crescent's left and right.

"[U.S.S. Donald Francis Mason] Gray Ghosts Squadron, we're tracking a large assortment of ships in front of the fleet and your squadron, what's happening out their? Do you have eyes on them?"

"Yeah we have eyes on them. I'm currently transferring the live feeds from our aircraft's DAS systems to you, because me describing the events transpiring in front of me wouldn't make any sense." Responded Parrish, sending the live feed from their aircraft to both the U.S.S. John Paul Jones and U.S.S. Donald Francis Mason.

As the feed popped up on multiple screens on both carriers main bridge, they were met with the most primeval sight in the world, a literal Victorian era Naval battle. Except one side wasn't fighting, instead they just tried to out maneuver the colossal colored ships to no avail, slowly being eviscerated with every shot from the forward facing cannons. Upon further analysis, the ships that weren't attacking didn't seem to have any armaments, no cannons, only haphazardly placed armor plating.

One of the ships in the fleet that was being attacked was zoomed in on by an ESO named Justin Barrett, this was most likely to see the occupants and identify who they were, which at first seemed like a great idea. Instead they were met with the bodies of scrambling Zebras and bug-like horses get annihilated by a wave of glowing Dark Blue arrows and cannonballs. One of the cannonballs missed the upper hull of the ship and instead hit one of the Zebras on the ship, going straight through his stomach with ease, taking his spine with it and splattering everything else...everything.

"Should we help?" Asked one of the carrier crewwomen.

At the current moment Captain Bowers went silent knowing full well that there was only two choices to choose from, but it wasn't the actions that would be made during either choice that worried him: it was the outcomes. If he were to help the...Zebras and attack the aggressor ships, than that could put his career in the USN at risk; if he were to not help the Zebras he would most likely lose the trust of his crew, the people he cared for, his family.

There seemed to be only one choice, not two.

"I Aiden Mayfield Bowers, Captain of USN fleet 81, better known as "Fleeting Hope" order the armed intervention of what's suspected to be an act of unneeded aggression towards a fleet of transport ships, which warrants a similar response. So now, let's show them the power of the U.S. Nav-"

"Sir, 2 Loxias-Class nuclear powered anti aircraft/submarine guided missile battlecruisers have just manifested in between both fleets. The ships themselves are the...U.S.S. Combaticon (CCGNN 22) and U.S.S. Mr. Squidward (CCGNN 16), purpose. Built. War machines!"

Zebra and Pony perspective

Looking forward, Arical couldn't believe what had manifested in front of him, two incredibly large metal naval vessels had just appeared in the middle of his fleet and the New Lunar Republic's unintentionally saving him and many others from an onslaught of enchanted cannonballs. The ships themselves were 3 times the size of the New Lunar Republic's Night Hunter-class dreadnought, the literal flagship of the New Lunar Republic's Navy, unfortunately the gargantuan vessels didn't didn't have as many cannons as the Nights Hunter-class, but this seemed to be off set by its massive guns.

At the forward and aft of the ship dwelled two massive boxes that had three cannons protruding out of them, the cannons themselves were 20 feet (6 meters) long and 16 inches (40 centimeters) wide; the guns actually resembled the ones many Ironclads had, only bigger and more exaggerated. On the sides of the ship resided what seemed to be door slabs with long rectangles etched into them, and placed at a higher position in between the two slabs was an oddly shaped box that had 5 small cannons in the shape of a rectangle, it was also elevated by two pillers and had a strange tumor-like protrusion on its head. But that wasn't the strangest thing on the ship, because further up it was equipped with several objects that resembles some kind of ball that had an all black square stuck on it. The ball itself was also elevated on its own piller and was constantly moving in a pattern, like it was scanning for something.

Examining the ships further, Arical saw two strange Dragon-like Creatures perched behind the two aft cannons, along with them were many bipedal creatures that were around them untying ropes and detaching feeding tubes, some of the creatures even entered them, most likely being their trainers. Several seconds later the two ships started moving in the direction they were facing [East] and continued 300 feet (91 meters), as they did this they left both fleets utterly awestruck by the sheer speed they were achieving despite being unmoving mere moments ago. From a dead stop the gargantuan ships accelerated to 30 knots (34 mph/54 kph) within 50 seconds in unison, despite the fact they didn't have any sails so some other power source must be powering the mighty warships, like steam.

15 seconds later the 2 ships started turning left, grabbing the attention of both fleets and giving Arical the perfect view of the damage that was caused by the enchanted cannonballs, and to his surprise their was no damage at all, not a single scratch, leaving both fleets awestruck once again. Seconds before the 2 gigantic ships appeared there were over 4 dozen enchanted cannonballs launched at Arical's fleet, each cannonball was made out of Keglaetium, a metal 2 times stronger than iron that came from a tree called the Malbrown Miteus, an incredibly tall tree that grows only in N.L.R. territory. A direct hit from a Keglaetium cannonball would mean instant death for any wooden or metal naval ship, but these gargantuan behemoths didn't seem even the slightest bit bothered by it, and considering its alien look it wouldn't be at all surprising if it was created in another world, presumably one much more violent and hostile.

"Captain, we're receiving transmissions from the two large metal ships!" Announced one of Arical's crewman manning the Crystalik Communications System (CCS), a CCS is a magic based communication system that centers magic pulses to communicate with other CCS systems, the way the CCS does this is by using multiple Rusalrris crystals charged with Fornmez, a stage-4 form of magic that produced sound waves that only flowed through the ears of the user and the persons the user wished to communicate with. The way Fornmez magic does this is still unknown but when paired with the magic absorbing Rusalrris crystals its capable of creating centered magic infused sound waves through a dimension unaccessible by the many inhabitants of Equus.

Walking towards the CCS operator and his operating table, Arical saw the Rusalrris crystals projecting a rough 3D model of one of the metal ships along with what was its name, which was apparently U.S.S. Mr. Squidward.

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Unknown fleet, we're receiving word that you're being attacked by the aggressor fleet currently in front of you, it is also stated that you don't have any defensive weapons, is this true?"

Stepping forward and opening his mouth Arical tried to speak, but he faltered, not knowing what to say to a possible alien species.

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Hello?"

There was no special training for first contact.

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] I-is anyone there?"

"Ye-yes those things are true, we were caught helping Changeling slave escapees by the New Lunar Republic, a kingdom that allows the ownership of Changeling slaves."

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Understood, what weapons do these New Luner Republic ships have?"

"For your normal run of the mill anti ship weapons, theirs both enchanted cannons and ballistas."

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Enchanted?"

"Yes sir."

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Understood, please continue."

"Getting into the more exotic anti ship weapons, there is the stage-8 spell called Carraphim, this spell can only be used when eight or more Night Hunter-class dreadnought's are in a fleet."

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Are the ships in front of yours Night Hunter-class dreadnought's?"

"Yes sir."

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Okay, can you tell us what this...Carraphim spell does?"

"The way it works is by the sailors on eight or more ships combine their magic, nightmare magic in their case, and create a Kraken sized monster to attack others ships only if the situation requires it. So if their fleet is loosing to another, the Carraphim will be activated, but it drains the energy of the users very quickly and will leave them physically drained."

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Okay, is there anything else we should know about this spell?"

"Well it can only be used by the Children of the night, AKA artificially horned bat-ponies."

"[U.S.S. Mr. Squidward] Understood, I advise you to stay as far back as possible, things might get a little heated and we don't want you guys to get hurt."

"O-okay."

Battlemartin's perspectives

On the opposite side of the spectrum Battlemartin was utterly stunned that his enchanted Keglaetium cannonballs didn't pierce its hull, they were made from one of the strongest metals known to the inhabitants of Equus, crafted by Queen Luna Crescen Collinaphima herself for the purpose of sinking any naval ship, even Ironclads. But these behemoths merely shook off the impacts as if nothing happened, as if they weren't affected at all. Other ships that have been hit by other cannonballs made out of different materials have usually been knocked off course, but these things didn't even move a centimeter from the 40 or so cannonballs that hit them.

Though, as much as Battlemartin wanted to believe his cannons could pierce its hull, it did just manifest between his fleet and the slave smuggling fleet randomly, most likely coming from a dimension different from his own. Their look was a testament to this, an almost all light Gray exterior that seemed to turn into a red one further down, it also had a smooth look to it that differed greatly from the usual Ironclad iron plating.

Then there were the ships armaments, 4 massive guns at the forward and aft, 2 at each side, and a plethora of other eccentric weaponry. Needless to say Battlemartin knew they could cause some serious carnage, and he wanted it for himself, he knew that if he had ships with the same capabilities as these he would dominate the seas, using its immense power to destroy any ship fleets helping Changelings escape slavery.

In his eyes, those who helped Changelings were the lowest of the low, the scum of Equus. Why allow a species specifically made by the great Watsonical Dophire Collinaphima, the ruler of one of the greatest kingdoms in Equestrian history, to be free? It's utter nonsense.

But suddenly Battlemartin started to hear the roar emanating from behind the two gargantuan ships, upon looking at their aft Battlemartin saw two massive strange beasts rising into the air with swiftness greater than the great dragon that served the prince of the Neri Thuatu Territories, named Rhaelmos Andrend, which surprised Battlemartin because it was three time smaller But this creature was nothing like a dragon, it's body was smoother and more sleek, it's wings were short and didn't flap, and it had this large lifeless eye that reflected the light of the moon. So Battlemartin tried comparing it to other large flying creatures in the Equestrian continent, but there was nothing to compare, this thing, much like the ship it inhabited, was totally alien to this world.

Continuing to watch the creatures rise into the sky, Battlemartin noticed that they had two openings at the back and upper middle, both unleashing a stupendous amount of flames that reached 8 feet (2.4 meters) in length. As they continued to rise into the air they started to divert their path towards Battlemartin's fleet, completely passing it in seconds thanks to it's idiotic amount of acceleration, sending it from a measly 21 mph (33 kph/18 knots) to breaking the sound barrier (767 mph/1,234 kph/666 knots), something not even the fastest Thunderbolts or Shadowbolts could do.

As they continued to fly in the opposite direction of Battlemartin's fleet that two beasts flew in formation alongside one another, just like the Thunderbolts. Continuing to travel for about 11 miles (6 kilometers) both creatures banked in opposite directions of each other while possibly traveling 1,000 mph (1,609 kph/868 knots), their speed alone sending a sense of fear through Battlemartin's fleet.

Both creatures finished the banking maneuver and rejoined, now facing the direction of Battlemartin's fleet, traveling a speed once thought impossible by the Bat-ponies. Reaching 1,918 mph (3,086 kph/1,666 knots) the two creatures stomachs opened up like doors, as this happened 4 long metal rods ejected out of these openings and rocketed towards Battlemartin's fleet, reaching 3,134 mph (5,043 kph/2,723 knots) in a second and taking two more to reach the fleet and cripple it.

Arical's perspectives

The blast itself rivaled fables told of Starswirl and his Elements of Harmony, a weapon so powerful that it incapacitated his opponents in a single blow, rendering them to nothing but a statue. Only being restored to former grandeur when the process that turned them into a statue, is reversed by the same weapon that turned them into one. Ironic. The Elements of Harmony were also said to do other things, like give a user, or users, a boost to their physical, magical, and mental abilities.

The blast was so powerful in fact that it launched several 75 ton (150,000 lbs/68038 kg) ships into the air like toys, others being crushed by the shock wave itself. But that wasn't the end, because as the two creatures flew by Battlemartin's fleet, they continued again for 11 miles and turned around to face the fleet again. Only now instead of launching metal rods from their stomachs, they launched them from their wings, and these rods were much larger than the last ones.

The creatures then proceeded to do this three more times until the entirety of Battlemartin's fleet was destroyed, reducing one of the strongest navies on Equus into an assortment of broken pieces of wood floating around, it was an almost unreal image, something Arical thought he'll never see.

"Whoever they are, they're on a league of their own."

"Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change"
-Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

Equunian time: 3023, October 12th, 0212 hours

Human time: 2098, October 12th, 0212 hours

Location: Equus; United States, US-Mexico border, 22 miles west of Laredo Texas

U.S. perspectives: U.S. Army MP 2LT Jeremy Deavon Manowar, U.S. Army MP 1LT Joshua Richardson; tank commander Martin Gould Dyer

Equunian perspectives: none

Staring into the everlasting sea of Purple that was being lit up by a less than normal moon, a moon with massive purple clouds that most likely reflected the light from the sun and turning it into a dark purple by some unknown means. The waters themselves were where the US-Mexico border started, they then continued through where the country should've been.

"Hey Joshua, h-how do you think the government's going to respond when the public finally found out about...this?" Asked Jeremy with his arms outstretched towards what was the US-Mexican border.

"Well, I don't really know how the U.S. government will respond because there's nothing in the code book for disappearing countries. But I do know how the citizenry will react in...0500 hours." Responded Joshua, imagining cities with such a rich history like Dallas, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and San Jose up in flames.

"Really, how?"

"Riots, riots so big they'll put the 2043 New York riots to shame. Humans are very fragile creatures when faced with change, and this will be no different."

"Oh...umm, so what does that mean for us?" Wondered Jeremy, worried about the condition that Fort Tempest will be in when they finally return.

"Well...We'll get the occasional Anarchist Bastards thinking they're real tough with their home built Type-160 exo suits, ARXL coil rifles, and body armor from the 2020s; running towards a military base thinking they could stand up to a chance against a 22nd century fighting force." Answered Joshua, thinking about the incident at Fort Heart in Florida. It was a literal blood bath for the supposedly "well armed militia backed by communist ideals," and despite the fact they were the ones that shot first they still had the audacity to accuse the Marines of "committing war crimes against the American people" in spite of them starting the conflict, and forcing the hands of the Marines they attacked.

"Let me guess, we're going to have to deal with it." Exclaimed Jeremy, thinking about the exact same thing that Joshua was.

"Yup, we're going to have to deal with it. I also bet it'll appear CNN if any of them anarchists gets killed because he, or she, was a little antsy with their toys."

"Well that seems like a very...CNN thing to do."

The two friends shared a laugh as they imagined their shitty military photos appearing on the news as an anchor over exaggerates the events that transpired, you know, as news stations do. Having their faces plastered on every news station that preaches whatever type of anti-American propaganda they love to shout out would be hilarious, because sooner or later the actual story would come out and be told and the news would be ridiculed for pushing a false narrative. At least, that would be the case if they lived in a perfect world, but they don't. Oh well.

"[Fort Tempest] 1Lt Richardson, do you copy? What's your guys's status, over?"

Switching on his MAWTS-2's (Mobile Advanced Wearable Transmissions System), Joshua responded to the transmission he was receiving. "This is 1LT Joshua Richardson, our status is green, over."

"[Fort Tempest] Oh thank god, we thought you guys weren't there."

"Why?"

"[Fort Tempest] Because half of our MP's that were in the field haven't materialized yet, so we're pretty limited in man power and security right now."

"Ma-materialized?"

"[Fort Tempest] Yup, apparently not all our units are here yet, seems like that white light needs time to buffer because officers keep appearing randomly all around the base, as well as Laredo."

"Understood, do you want us to make our way to the base to beefing up your security forces?"

"[Fort Tempest] That would be great, thank you."

"No problem, so you guys soon."

"So what's happening?"

"We're going back to Fort Tempest, their security forces are low because most of their MP's haven't materialized yet."

"Materialized?"

"It's a long story, I'll explain on the drive back to base."

Walking back to their HPAPV (High Performance Armoured Personnel Vehicle), a modified Brabus G63 Adventure XLP, the modifications themselves were engine modifications, armor (of course), and replacement body panels. The engine was a twin turbo V8 that made 800 hp (588 kW) and 1,000 Nm of torque, it was powerful enough that it rivaled most vehicles today, and it was released 80 or so years ago. Unfortunately the United States Marine Corps and Army didn't want "JuSt 800 HorSePoWeR" so the engine was modified to produce 1,200 hp (894 kW) and 1,500 Nm of torque, as well as rev up to 9,000 rpm, but of course those weren't the only modifications on the Brabus XLP.

The body panels on the G63 Adventure XLP were replaced with Bloruim panels because the original panels were ordinary steel, so they wouldn't be able to withstand impacts from multiple 7.62x54R rounds traveling at 6,009 fps (4,097 mph/6,593 kph/3,560 knots). The Blorium by itself is an amazing upgrade for the vehicle, being a lightweight metal it took a massive load off the suspension. This was then supplemented by the clear aluminium that replaced the already heavy glass, unfortunately this raised the ride height of the G63, but that was easily fixed with some suspension tuning.

Separate from the body paneling, was an optional outer layer of armor plating that could be easily replaced in the repair shop, or on the field. The armor was placed on the hood, doors, as well as over the rear wheels and was made of Lospoalium, the same armor plating used on the M1A5 Mark-1 and M3A4EV Mark-2, as well as many other platforms.

As Joshua and Jeremy reached their HPAVP they heard the rumble of what seemed to be...tracks?

Looking to their 8 o'clock their was a gargantuan cloud of dust picking up about 400 meters (1,312 feet) away, looking at the front of the dust cloud there were 10 massive M30A3 Vercingetorix Heavy tanks side by side. Not long after Jeremy spotted a large assortment of M29A1C Immortal Light Tanks scattered about with several MX2A1 Eagle Eye reconnaissance tanks, as they drove on they were all scattered haphazardly.

Not long after Jeremy and Joshua spotted them, the tank formation started making their way towards their general direction while traveling at a 44 miles an hour (70 kilometers an hour) without slowing down, which of course made for a very comforting sight.

"You think their going to hit us?" Asked Joshua.

"No...they wouldn't do that, Right?" Answered Jeremy.

"Let hope not!" Screamed Joshua as the horde of armoured killing machines slowed down and came to a stop, unfortunately he wasn't able to see it because his eyes were closed.

"Hey guys. Guys...guys?" Said a voice emanating from the front of both Jeremy and Joshua.

"God is that you?" Asked Jeremy, eyes closed as well.

"I highly doubt a USMC tank commander would have the authority to be a god, son." Said another voice emanating from Joshua and Jeremy's front.

"Yeah, why would god drive up to you two using a tank battalion?" Said another voice.

Opening their eyes Jeremy and Joshua noticed that all the tanks had stopped, their crews climbing out of the tanks and placing themselves in full view of MP's. After the two MP's opened their eyes they were silent, not knowing what to say, fortunately the same couldn't be said for the tank commander.

"Hey kid, can you tell me and my platoon where we are?" Asked the tank commander, pointing at Joshua.

"Well sir, you're 22 miles west off the city of Laredo, home of Fort Tempest.

"So we're in the United States?"

"Yup, right at the border that separates the red, white, and blue Eagle from the green, white, and red Eagle." Said Jeremy.

"Well I'll be damned, I thought that White light was me entering heaven. I damn near thought me and my platoon were dead, but it's good to know we're back home and not in some battlefield somewhere in Europe." Said the tank commander in a thick southern accent, not long after he took off his helmet and revealed a head of Gray hair and a face with an equally Gray mustache.

"Wait...battlefield somewhere in Europe? Were you guys fighting against the Auvo Republic and H.A.T?" Asked Joshua.

"Yep." Responded one of the other tankers.

"Cool, but why are you guys not in Europe right now fighting H.A.T terrorists and the Auvo Republic?" Asked Jeremy.

"Like I said before, the White light engulfed our platoon and poof, we were in the middle of the desert along with a thousand or so other tanks." Answered the tank commander.

"Wait, their were other Americans teleported here?" Asked Joshua.

"Yep, about 55 miles (88 kilometers) Northeast there's more than probably a thousand other tanks and aircraft that were engulfed by the White light and forcefully brought here, instead of being on the battlefield."

"What kind of aircraft?" Asked Jeremy, which received a sigh from the tank driver.

"Glad you asked because theirs an abundance of them, there are aircraft like the V-22 Osprey 2, CV-444 Albatross, RAH-66 Comanche, UAH-62 Éclat, UAH-122 Juvenile; FX/A-48B Queen Hornet, F/A-55 Ascender II's, F/A-60 Cutlass II's, a couple of A-14E Dire Wolf's, and a few of those new EFX-70 Panther 2's.

"I guess someone likes aircraft." Said Joshua.

"Oh you have no idea, the old man here loves anything that can lift itself off the ground, it's practically the only thing he thinks of. I'm surprised he didn't become a pilot, haha." Said the tank driver.

"Haha, very funny." Said the tank commander in a sarcastic tone.

Not long after Joshua activated his MAWTS-2 and contacted Fort Tempest. "Hey, you're not going to believe this, there's currently a huge gathering of U.S. Marines 55 miles (88 kilometers) northeast of my current location. Yeah, that'll be great, thank you."

"Now who was that son?"

"That was one of the comm operators at Fort Tempest, theirs currently 3 CV-30 and 2 CV-60 airships coming as support vessels. You guys are home now, no more war, at least for now."

"Now that's what I'm talking about, YEE-HAW!" Screamed one of the other tank commanders in a thick southern accent, not long after he took out his M88 Rail-revolver and shot it in the air, the automated rounds exploding 800 meters (2,624 feet) in the sky. Soon after every else followed, firing their weapons in the sky and cheering to be home at last.

"Excuse me sir, but I never got your name." Said Jeremy, looking at the tank commander.

"Well, how about you tell me yours first son." Responded that tank commander.

"My name's Jeremy Deavon Manowar."

"Hm, a man of war I see."

"Ha, yeah."

"Well, time to keep my side of the bargain. My name's Martin Gould Dyer, or Marty like platoon calls me."

"Martin Gould Dyer, that's a beautiful name."

"Vickie is so fat that her baby pictures were taken via satellite"
-John Cena

Equunian time: 3023, October 12th, 0313 hours

Human time: 2098, October 12th, 0313 hours

Location: Equus; United States, Guymon Oklahoma, NASA/USAF space facility Charles Duke Aeronautics laboratory/satellite control center

U.S. perspectives: satellite operators Floyd Childress and Anish Gallo

Equunian perspectives: none

Looking at the live feed from the Theodosius UW-36 high altitude surveillance satellite, it's operators watched as an everlasting sea of blue dominated the area where cities like Moscow, Novosibirsk, and Yekaterinburg were supposed to be. Over 6 million square miles of Russian land vanished, gone, and no explanation as to why.

The reasoning for the UW-36 surveillance satellite was over Russia was for routine maintenance by the Russian space agency Roscosmos, NASA and USAF routinely worked with them to ensure that their satellites were always in pristine working condition so that if a threat would arise from problem nations like the ZDK, Tuismo Dominion, or United Arus Seyre Empire, the UW-36 and many other satellites like it would be able to stay in place above these nations and create a constantly updating map of the battle space for the U.S. Army, Marines, Air Force, Navy, and other allied forces. Currently there are over 44 UW type satellites currently in use by the United States Air Force and NASA, and that's not including its sister satellite the Russian Merkuur MP-4, which was created alongside the UW in a joint project by the U.S. and Russia code named "crossroad" where they would develop separate satellites using technologies from both nations, creating separate satellites for them to use.

The project itself was created in 2081 and finished in 2087, costing a total of 21,000,000,000 dollars in American currency or 1,534,352,400,000 rubles, it was also planned for the satellites to be used up until 2131. Despite all the advanced technologies the UW-36 currently has, it's being secretly replaced by another satellite project that could do what it could, and more. The project it self is called "Operation Blue Eyes" and it was tasked with creating 2 different satellites that could do the job of the UW-36 and MP-4, only better; the reason for this being USAF's constant demand for a satellite that was capable of creating a 3D image of the battle space, as well as track battle fleets in both the air and sea in real time.

But that's not all of the requirements set for the project, because the satellite would also act as a OrBital Energy Transferal Station (OBETS) as well. Of course the United States already had several OBETS satellites, like the Turing S-4, Noether P-19, Edison IYY-1, Einstein JV-121, and Suno-41. 5 different types of OBETS satellites were currently in service in the United States, all of which power air bases/army bases, USN naval vessels, USAF areal carrier fleets, as well as the elusive areal supercarriers that would be unveiled later this year.

But it's not the OBETS satellites being replaced because their vital to U.S. military infrastructure and are made solely out of indigenously designed U.S. technologies, despite this these satellites are going to get upgraded so they can transfer solar energy faster and more efficiently, allowing for any military vehicle with OrBital Energy coLlector Panels (OBELP) to collect energy at a much faster rate. But the replacements for the UW-36 is going to already have these upgrades placed in it as standard, so it's going to be able to make an accurate picture of the battle space that always updating, track battle fleets in the air and sea, but also supply clean energy to friendly forces.

"He-hey Anish?" Asked Floyd, still looking at the live feed of what was Russia.

"Yes sir?" Asked Anish, also looking at the live feed.

"Put 36% power into the East facing thrusters, after 11 seconds increase thrust to 88%."

"Understood, increasing power to 46%."

11 seconds later

"Increasing power by 52%."

It didn't take long for the UW-36 to reach mach 16 (13,000 mph/20,912 kph/11,296 knots) and cover a distance of 8,452 kilometers (5,251 miles) in 18 minutes, the equivalent to the space between Berlin and Shanghai if they were still in existence. Due to its shape it would brake apart if it were anywhere near the lower Mesosphere because of the ridiculous speed it was traveling, it wasn't made to operate in the air like the United States many, many hypersonic aircraft currently in service. Aircraft in that speed range can normally pierce through the air and withstand temperatures of 8,182 degrees Fahrenheit (4,527 degrees Celsius), these aircraft normally conduct high altitude high speed bombings, reconnaissance, or test missions for new aircraft engines and tech.

After traveling another four to five thousand miles the satellite spotted a massive Pangea-like continent that was lit up with city lights, these lights were scattered all over the continent and varied in brightness depending on how clumped together they were, making for a very beautiful sight. After several seconds of watching the lights Anish got the idea of using the Lidar to make a map of the continent, as well as notify other UW-36 control teams to join using the FMMIS (Fast Multi Mission Information Systems) system that was equipped on all military satellites. After about 20 minutes the other 43 UW-36 satellites started appearing over the continent, about an hour later they received permission from USAF and NASA to start making a rough 3D map of the continent, this map would than be improved by satellites equipped with HPZC (High Precision Zoom Cameras), then sent to the Pentagon.

In approximately 3 days and 7 hours the satellites would have a complete map, which would update every 40 minutes and give the United States an accurate look of this new continents biomes, cities, and in due time: It's people, but to get everything in complete detail other vehicles have to be used.

Vehicles like the HTV-3X and HTV-2X, SR-21, and TR6 would be used to accurately determine it's biomes, cities, and people down to a science. But it's too soon to guess wether the United States will declare a Tier-3 Reconnaissance campaign, so satellites and high altitude photography might be the only ways of mapping this continent.

So all that can be done is wait, because there's the possibility that whoever resides in this continent poses a threat to the United States National Security, but only time will tell.

"See me as your moonlight and you're the sky, I'm the satellite orbiting through your night"
-Bodhi Smith

Author's Note

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P.S. please tell me if their are eny error, thanks.