Pelasgia
Established Nation
Orestiopolis Military Aviation Base, Orestiopolis, Theme of Phryxaea, Pelasgian Empire
8:15 AM, 16/7/2016
Pampelasgian Airlines flight PP305 was an ordinary flight, among the thousands of flights that go to Pelasgia from across the world during the height of the northern hemisphere's summer tourism period. It had left the Cymreg capital of Caerdydd slightly less than half a dozen hours ago and was heading for the Theme of Phryxaea, where Pelasgia's capital, Propontis, one of the world's largest and oldest cities, was located. Yet, while most planes flew to Sēlymvria International Airport "Megas Valentios," in Propontis' Sēlymvria suburb, or to other airports of major Pelasgian cities, this specific plane landed in Orestiopolis. Orestiopolis had an airport of its own, along with a base belonging to Pelasgia's Imperial Pelasgian Aviation (Vasilikē Pelasgikē Aeroporia - VPA). This wasn't the only extraordinary detail about this otherwise ordinary flight; almost the entire plane was practically empty; save for twelve Cymreg individuals and the crew of the plane, that is.
Of course, on paper, none of this was true: that plane was full of happy tourists, virtual persons with social security numbers, jobs, identities and other details, who were indistinguishable from actual people, save for the fact that their very existence had been fabricated by Cymreg Intelligence for instances such as these decades ago. The plane itself was supposed to land in Orestiopolis' civilian airport and indeed, the registers and archives of the Imperial Pelasgian Civil Aviation Authority had registered its arrival with a 30 minute delay, along with all of the passengers and their baggage, with two passengers being compensated for a supposed error which meant they'd receive their baggage in a couple of days, as it had been loaded onto a plane headed for Thermē, the Empire's second largest city. Instead of the baggage of all of these 'people,' the plane was carrying some sensitive and well-protected payload: the Franchi LF-57 and EN-F2 prototypes. Its twelve passengers were Director Edward George Bowen, Professor David Kelly, a representative of the Cymreg Treasury and nine security personnel.
As this somewhat extraordinary flight touched down on Pelasgia's ancient soil, on an otherwise empty runway, black luxury cars and a troupe of Pelasgian soldiers waited. In front of the cars were the Empire's Minister of National Defence, Megas Doux Nikolaos Kallergēs, the Pelasgian Minister of the Economy, Grēgorios Sakellaridēs, and a few industrialists and intelligence chiefs whose expertise would be needed for the upcoming meeting. The temperature in Orestiopolis was climbing from the upper 20s into the 30s, just like in most of Pelasgia, with every hour of the morning, while the Pelasgian sun schorched everything and everyone its rays touched as it climbed towards its highest point for the day, with slightly fewer than four hours to do so. Sand and low grass, with wild plants as well as pine and olive trees surrounded the air base, with cultivated fields, olive fields and vineyards surrounding the city, in a typical Long Sea setting. The air base itself was made of cement and metal, with hangas, towers and barbed wire fences surrounding it. Well guarded, by multiple fences, walls, sentries, patrol dogs and vehicles, with extra security for this occasion, it was safe from unwanted eyes. @
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8:15 AM, 16/7/2016
Pampelasgian Airlines flight PP305 was an ordinary flight, among the thousands of flights that go to Pelasgia from across the world during the height of the northern hemisphere's summer tourism period. It had left the Cymreg capital of Caerdydd slightly less than half a dozen hours ago and was heading for the Theme of Phryxaea, where Pelasgia's capital, Propontis, one of the world's largest and oldest cities, was located. Yet, while most planes flew to Sēlymvria International Airport "Megas Valentios," in Propontis' Sēlymvria suburb, or to other airports of major Pelasgian cities, this specific plane landed in Orestiopolis. Orestiopolis had an airport of its own, along with a base belonging to Pelasgia's Imperial Pelasgian Aviation (Vasilikē Pelasgikē Aeroporia - VPA). This wasn't the only extraordinary detail about this otherwise ordinary flight; almost the entire plane was practically empty; save for twelve Cymreg individuals and the crew of the plane, that is.
Of course, on paper, none of this was true: that plane was full of happy tourists, virtual persons with social security numbers, jobs, identities and other details, who were indistinguishable from actual people, save for the fact that their very existence had been fabricated by Cymreg Intelligence for instances such as these decades ago. The plane itself was supposed to land in Orestiopolis' civilian airport and indeed, the registers and archives of the Imperial Pelasgian Civil Aviation Authority had registered its arrival with a 30 minute delay, along with all of the passengers and their baggage, with two passengers being compensated for a supposed error which meant they'd receive their baggage in a couple of days, as it had been loaded onto a plane headed for Thermē, the Empire's second largest city. Instead of the baggage of all of these 'people,' the plane was carrying some sensitive and well-protected payload: the Franchi LF-57 and EN-F2 prototypes. Its twelve passengers were Director Edward George Bowen, Professor David Kelly, a representative of the Cymreg Treasury and nine security personnel.
As this somewhat extraordinary flight touched down on Pelasgia's ancient soil, on an otherwise empty runway, black luxury cars and a troupe of Pelasgian soldiers waited. In front of the cars were the Empire's Minister of National Defence, Megas Doux Nikolaos Kallergēs, the Pelasgian Minister of the Economy, Grēgorios Sakellaridēs, and a few industrialists and intelligence chiefs whose expertise would be needed for the upcoming meeting. The temperature in Orestiopolis was climbing from the upper 20s into the 30s, just like in most of Pelasgia, with every hour of the morning, while the Pelasgian sun schorched everything and everyone its rays touched as it climbed towards its highest point for the day, with slightly fewer than four hours to do so. Sand and low grass, with wild plants as well as pine and olive trees surrounded the air base, with cultivated fields, olive fields and vineyards surrounding the city, in a typical Long Sea setting. The air base itself was made of cement and metal, with hangas, towers and barbed wire fences surrounding it. Well guarded, by multiple fences, walls, sentries, patrol dogs and vehicles, with extra security for this occasion, it was safe from unwanted eyes. @
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