The silo door swung open, and with a colossal rumble an enormous missile slowly climbed out of the hatch, flames erupting from the end. It gained altitude quickly, and began to arc high, high into the sky, streaks of condensation trailing from the end. It climbed, and climbed, and climbed, soaring far high until it was soon out of view. Across the country, in numerous silos, a further fourteen gigantic ICBMs trailed just behind the initial missile. Their targets were already predetermined, and each of the twelve 475kt warheads within each missile were already primed and ready to detonate on a moment’s notice.
A minute into the launch, as the missiles began to deviate away from each other, all fifteen missiles simultaneously jettisoned their first-stage motors and the shroud was ejected to reveal a total of a hundred and eighty humongous warheads. Xentheridan retribution had come at last.
Their paths all lead to different locations: one to Iraelia, Kanada, Yukkira, Kranostav, Darcania, and Mouxordia ; two to Esplandia, Stan Yera, and Maloria; and three to Miedzymorse. All these nations would burn in a nuclear hellfire.
Another minute passed, and all the second-stage motor dropped off. By now, the missiles were high in the sky, arcing sharply towards their targets. The third stage motor was active, now, and began the final push towards the high-Eras atmosphere. Sixty seconds left until maneuver.
It took what seemed like an age for the boosters to complete their phase, but eventually, the last flames of thrust died out, and the final motor was ejected. All that remained of each missile was the post boost vehicle, which began to maneuver the warheads in. Chaff spurted out from the PBV, as the re-entry preparations began.
It was whistling through the atmosphere, now, as all the warheads jettisoned and maneuvering towards the major cities of all aforementioned nations. Soon, Xentherida would have her revenge. Her revenge on all those that had shamed the once proud nation, disgraced her country, insulted her pride. No longer would she be called “Xen The Rider” by these nations. The moment of glory was here at last.
The Grand Federation of Xentherida hereby declares war on the nations of Iraelia, Kanada, Esplandia, Miedzymorse, Stan Yera, Yukkira, Kranostav, Mouxordia, Darcania, and Maloria.
A minute into the launch, as the missiles began to deviate away from each other, all fifteen missiles simultaneously jettisoned their first-stage motors and the shroud was ejected to reveal a total of a hundred and eighty humongous warheads. Xentheridan retribution had come at last.
Their paths all lead to different locations: one to Iraelia, Kanada, Yukkira, Kranostav, Darcania, and Mouxordia ; two to Esplandia, Stan Yera, and Maloria; and three to Miedzymorse. All these nations would burn in a nuclear hellfire.
Another minute passed, and all the second-stage motor dropped off. By now, the missiles were high in the sky, arcing sharply towards their targets. The third stage motor was active, now, and began the final push towards the high-Eras atmosphere. Sixty seconds left until maneuver.
It took what seemed like an age for the boosters to complete their phase, but eventually, the last flames of thrust died out, and the final motor was ejected. All that remained of each missile was the post boost vehicle, which began to maneuver the warheads in. Chaff spurted out from the PBV, as the re-entry preparations began.
It was whistling through the atmosphere, now, as all the warheads jettisoned and maneuvering towards the major cities of all aforementioned nations. Soon, Xentherida would have her revenge. Her revenge on all those that had shamed the once proud nation, disgraced her country, insulted her pride. No longer would she be called “Xen The Rider” by these nations. The moment of glory was here at last.
The Grand Federation of Xentherida hereby declares war on the nations of Iraelia, Kanada, Esplandia, Miedzymorse, Stan Yera, Yukkira, Kranostav, Mouxordia, Darcania, and Maloria.
