[11th September 2010]
[The Watchtower, Low Earth Orbit]
"Has it begun?" Shayera Hol queried as approached the table where some of her comrades in arms from this world awaited.
The Batman sat collating the information with the mixture of the primitive devices of this world combined with those of her own home world, while the Flash, Superman and Lantern Jordan sat at the table and glancing in her direction as she entered before eyes returned to the screen and its maps and images. Soft voices, likely transmissions of the battle bubbled faintly in the background as Flash tapped a finger off the table before answering her query.
"Started...pretty sure it's already over but for the crying"
"Indeed?" she asked with mild surprise as she took her seat. Kotor had delayed her arrival here yes, what with aiding him in adjusting his armour, but it had hardly been that much of a delay had it?
"What Flash means is..." Lantern Jordan stated glancing in her direction as she began to study the map and various satellite images 'borrowed' from various sources to aid the Justice League studying situations that arose such as this one. While the lack of formal recognition of it grated ever so faintly upon her Thanagarian sensibilities it was understandable given the developing nature of the world below, and more importantly; the lack of a unified planetary government to create such laws. "...despite our concerns over the situation, it seems the military forces deployed to Santa Prisca have proved more than adequate for repelling the cartels involved and their hirelings"
"Was there not the danger of Kobra-Venom being deployed, and the presence of several potential dangerous criminals with powers amongst the attackers?"
While many of hers and Kotor's colleagues here had been fairly negative on the situation on this island she and her husband could see little negative consequence to taking down such organisations. Yes it was unfortunate the situation had been created by the children, and without planning. But now organised governmental forces had stepped in to assume rulership; crushing the criminal organisations, sending in troops to maintain order, and hopefully rebuild the place. Thankfully despite the others misgivings all were much in agreement that allowing the criminals to reclaim the island would be a mistake; hence the five of them sat here ready to respond if the situation called for it.
"We appear to have been correct in that assessment, but others seem to have guessed at the possibility as well. While their strategic communications have proven impossible to capture in any meaningful measure both sides battlefield systems are more open currently" the Batman answered, before quieting and pressing a button and bringing up several hacked transmissions. She glanced at Lantern Jordan who silently mouthed 'Magic' as the voices and sounds of fighting came to her ears.
"Let's Wreck their shit boys! Urrghhhh! Tear'em apart!"
"Overwatch-Delta-02: Multiple contacts spotted. Estimate two hundred this sector, vehicles unloading from transports and I have two attack helicopters coming in from A-2/3"
"...what the fuck? What the fuck? They've fuckin' SAMs! Fuckfuckfuck we're hit. We're fuckin' hit...shit we're goin down...*screaming* [Transmission Ends]"
"It seems a significant portion of the Irish Army Ranger Wing is present, along with elements of the British Special Air Service..." Batman intone without looking up from his studying of whatever tactical data the systems here could gather along with the Green Lantern's aid "...what is surprising is the fact certain individuals are not present"
"...Command pleased be advised; Meta-human units engaged. Believed Kobra venom or Blockbuster formula induced. Deployment of specials munitions requested"
"Request granted Echo-04..." click "Command to all Units please be advised enemy meta-humans engaged. Special munitions usage is authorised; Heavy and Special weapons units begin deployment. Enemy Meta-human units are designated priority targets as per Fire Plan Beta-Tango-Foxtrot"
"Shit, fuck, they just blew the two Hectors fucking heads off Boss! Kobras shit didn't do anything and we aren't even over the fuckin...shit, that's a fuckin...*screaming*loud mechanical sounds* [Transmissions Ends]"
"Skullsy and his mentor right?" Flashed asked as the sounds indicated that within minutes of landing the invasion of the cartel force, meta-human villains or not, had turned into a rout within minutes. While the others seemed, excepting than the Batman, somewhat bothered by that she herself gave a faint nod to the local battle commander for arranging such an efficient operation. This world was far too lenient on its criminal elements in her estimation and it was good to see them been dealt with without the Justice League's more restricted involvement.
"...all over us! Can't see'em even, and we're been cut to damned ribbons out here in the open Boss we gotta pull us out!"
"Praise Kobra! They shall not defeat us! Fight on my children! Kkkkkobbbrrrraaaaaaaaa!"
"Yes, it is concerning somewhat as I believe they likely handling the magical encryption upon the more strategic communications. Though we are unable to understand them, nor track them even, there are indicators of multiple communications between the island of Santa Prisca, Dublin, London and Bogota even as we speak. They would not hold back such assets, our misgivings if they were present regardless, unless they were confident they would not be needed...or were needed for something more important"
"Overwatch-Delta-02: Enemy forces in retreat all landing areas excluding sector B-3"
"Authorisation granted for Special Unit: Titan and militia to deploy to sector A-2"
"Can't believe they kept Bane, don't they know what their dealing with?" Flash muttered to which Shayera shrugged. Such a man as that deserved to be punished for his crimes, but sadly this world's lawlessness in areas such as Santa Prisca meant there was no court that could truly try him. As best she could tell the two governments involved had merely made the best of a bad situation and were keeping this 'Bane' on a leash for now.
"HMS Sheffield to Tropico Command; confirming entry to combat zone and moving intercept hostiles"
"All Units be advised; Special Unit: Battle Crow has been summoned to the battlefield, sector B-3. Do not engage her, friendly fire to be avoided"
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[11th September 2010]
[Sector B-3, Island of Tropico (formerly Santa Prisca)]
Snowflame was snorting in the white powder with that creeping twitching thing of his Colonel, well ex-Colonel, now mercenary captain Rodrigo Garcia, formerly of the Columbian National Army, noted as the white glow came to over the meta-human's skin. Meta-human bastard was high as a kite right now...which was god-damned perfect in the mercenary's opinion. That meant the crazy bastard would be at full strength as well not in his right mind. All they had to do was get the lunatic to go down fighting, killing enemies and such, long enough for himself and his men to escape aboard the Hind...
"Senor Snowflame? Are you ready to show these putas the kind of man they dare mess with?" he half-screamed, half-shouted, over the sounds of gunfire and mortars as he and his band made a stand in this area of hills, trees and cover near to the sea. The crazy white hair bastard giggled of all things...then smiled at Rodrigo and waved at nothing muttering "Shush, shush!"
And...as if by some miracle all the fire directed at them seemed to just..vanish...as the crazy cocaine powered meta- human started making dramatic gestures "See they cower before the burning hot ecstasy that is Snowflame! White hot passion will sweep these ugly brutes before us!"
"Yes-Yes, drive them before us! Show us oh mighty, glorious and stupendous Snowflame your power! Show us your glory!" Rodrigo motioned to the idiot whose noble drugged up sacrifice might manage to get he himself off this cluster-fuck of an island invasion. Because fuck his Bosses and their god damned plans; they were broke as shit now anyway. They hadn't seen sight nor sound of enemy meta-humans, not this feared magician, nor anything but hidden men with guns and mortars they had scythed them down with terrifying ease.
"Yes mine is the beating heart of passion! The power of the..." the lunatic started muttering as best Rodrigo could tell as the white fire came into his hands and th...
WWWHAMMMMMMM
...he stumbled as ground shook her so faintly and...
KAAABOOOMMMM
'Shit there goes the BMP!' was the first thought that entered his shocked mind as one of his precious armoured vehicles, that had cost him a fortune to get here and which he needed to help buy him time to escape, exploded...then flew over his head...
His second thought was pants shitting terror as someone clad in vaguely Roman armour and carrying a round shield and mace stepped out of the mass of debris and flame where the front of the BMP had been. Her flaming red hair blew unaffected by the fire around her and a disturbingly cheerful voice echoed forth..
"HI BAD GUYS! SORRY I MIGHT HAVE SORTA BROKE YOUR TRUCK-TANK THING! OOPS!"
"Kill her! Fuckin' kill her..." of course were the first words out of his mouth as he brought up his AK once again, screaming and shouting as he just opened fire on full automatic. Snowflame was babbling something about 'Hot Flaming Passion' before letting loose a stream of white flame at the...
...it was like slow motion. One moment the flames were consuming the spoke where the armoured girl had stood, as Rodrigo heard the bullets fly from his rifle to strike at her. Then suddenly, like time had slowed to them moving through treacle she erupted from the flames with a broad grin upon that pretty face; shield pushing to the side to bounce a grenade one of his men had thrown back at him.
From her other side a mace with strange crackling lights and electricity came forth from the flames in gauntleted hands aiming for Snowflames head. Headed for and impacting that drugged out idiot's face as Rodrigo found it impossible to bring the AK into line at the meta-human in that unmoving time...
...then suddenly, terribly, time started to move again. Snowflame flew backwards, face streaming blood and...
He was slammed back into the armour of his remaining armoured personal carrier, a gauntlet hand crushing his throat and a cheerful voice in his ears "Hey you look like the Boss Bad Guy! Want to order all your friends to throw down their guns?"
"Arrhgggguuhhh" he managed to stammer out as the gauntleted hand squeezed his throat...
She smiled while around them his men now stood confused but thanfully not shooting at them. He tried to nodded as frantically at her as he could.
"Okay Mr. Boss! Sorry about that! Forget my own strength sometimes! Sometimes I just break things by accident in my excitment"
Rodrigo gasped for air as the hand relaxed slightly "Sur...SURRENDER! WE SURRENDER! THROW DOWN GUNS! WE SURRENDER!"
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[11th September 2010]
[HMS Torbay, Caribbean Sea]
Initiate Operation Crepes; Authorisation – Sierra Beta Nine Delta Alpha Five Tango Alpha. Confirm*
HMS Torbay Confirms - Intimating Operation Crepes*
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[11th September 2010]
[The Watchtower, Low Earth Orbit]
"Missile Launch Detected!" the computer announced and Hal Jordan frowned. Up on the screen he could see confirmation as an icon sprang into existence on a digital map of the Carribean before heading southward towards South America. His ring pulsed in his hand and he spoke first amidst their group.
"Looks to be a Tomahawk cruise missile heading towards...Colombia from the flight path"
"Missile Launch Detected!"
He corrected himself "Make that two headed to Colombia"
Superman made to stand "I'll intercept them before they reach their targets"
"Why?" Hawkwoman asked what Hal had been thinking. Superman motioned at the screen.
"Their shooting missiles at Colombia! They'll start a war if we let them hit!"
"Missile Launch Detected"
"Ehh...yeah it's kinda our job Hawkwoman remember?" Flash said looking around the table "...right?"
Hal brought his hands up "This is a purely internal political matter of the planet. Legally authorised even from the side being attacked as Batman just said a few moments ago about the Colombians notifying their own people something was about to happen!"
The aforementioned hero in his black cowl and cape nodded "Indeed, the missiles targets appear to be the sources of the transmissions for those backing the invasion of Santa Prisca. All currently within rebel held territory within Colombia...and this action is just now communicated as approved to Colombian Embassy in London and not to make any mention of it. This...is not for the League to involve itself in"
"We stopped the US military's attempt to do the exact same to Kasnia only three years ago Batman. I don't see how this is any different. They don't know any better sometimes and people will die if we don't step in"
"Missile Launch Detected"
Hal shook his head at that; he hadn't intervened then either because UN or no UN it had caused a significant rise in distrust in the League by the US government in the aftermath. Yes those missiles were heading for a hospital instead of their intended target...but...
Hawkwoman voiced his thoughts before he could say it him "And it's none of our business, our Mandate is very clear. We have no legal right to intervene in this matter, and those being target are hardly innocents"
Superman sat back down and started to argue the point along with Flash...still the fact he'd sat down indicated he wasn't going to cause an international incident...
"Missile Launch Detected"
...or at least not anymore of an international incident anyway...
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