The Goat nodded and spoke into his radio. "Missile Unit, this is Command, do you read?"
"Roger that," the radio crackled.
"All right, launch one more missile aimed at Surf Point, use mustard and nitro submunitions. Command out."
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In a remote area of Pelvanida II, several soldiers in chemical warfare suits
were charging the submunitions with Chong's modified mustard gas.
"Submunitions charged," the team leader said into his radio.
Several soldiers in powered armor loaded them into the missile. Some other soldiers carefully loaded the nitro charged explosives.
Inside the launch vehicle, the gunner radioed the Goat. "Command, this is Missile Unit, we are fully charged and ready to fire."
The driver locked onto the tourist section of the town, which had only been hit by the fringe of the last missile strike.
"Fire immediately!" the Goat said over the radio,
The gunner pushed the red button in the cab. The roar of the engine igniting was deafening.
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At the command post, the soldiers and technicians cheered as the rocket streaked into the afternoon sky.
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"Finished," Dr. Kerzach said. He then took off his gloves and tossed them in a pile by the door. "Someone's going to have to incinerate those," he added as he went off to wash his hands
"Capt. Milos," Mr. Bigmouth said as he took his gloves off, threw them in a pile by the door and began putting his supplies away, "may I suggest using the IEDs that your men made and that you demonstrated? I recommend placing the anti-armor IEDs near roads and having them detonated by soldiers who are watching them. Booby traps could also help even the odds slightly. I specialize in such areas,"
(OOC - I thought Darren only had the magic bomb inside of him and the Pelvanida II soldiers detonated the rest of them.)