2 months after the research check-up...
Youden opened the door out of his house, and walked down the streets on a nice morning. Look at all the progress that has occurred, he pondered. Since that meeting, the island was looking better than it probably had ever been before. The streets were all mostly paved, and there were very few dirt roads remaining. After the meeting from those months ago, he announced that he would officially allowed trade, only with other autocratic nations, just to increase the value of his currency and allowed for it to be entered into the global market. Even the fortifications the islanders were beginning to construct were looking well. He wouldn't let his goals fail, no matter the sacrifice. I'll let anyone die, just so I can take you out, Boom. He sighed and ran up the steps towards the island's former mansion, not too far from his house. This place was where the leader would have use to rest and live during his leadership, but has since been used only for diplomatic works. Today, he was going to meet another ambassador, from another autocratic nation, to help him for the invasion coming up. So far, Youden had met with 3 other ambassadors with the deal of promising them new lands that their nations would be able to acquire, with their assistance in the upcoming war.
The two guards on the steps of the mansion quickly opened it for him to pass through. As soon as Youden was inside, they closed it shut. The diplomat he was meeting, was from the desert nation south of Saputa, and dressed in their respected clothing.
"It's a pleasure to meet you at last." Youden greeted him with gladness.
"Yes, I'm glad I am here too. I can not wait to formally strengthen ties with our nations." the diplomat said with a heavy accent, but relieved.
The talks between them didn't last too long, as expected and soon enough, Youden had already signed an agreement with the nation on giving them lands on their border if their invasion went as planned. He watched the diplomat thank him and left in a hurry to deliver the news. He had told all of them that they would attack May 8th, 1947. He checked the calendar a servant brought him, the date being October 2nd, 1946. Their army would have to be ready by then. His generals had told them that by allowing trade, then Saputa would eventually catch on what might be happening here and that they might be stopped before the original plan date, which would have been some time in 1948 to even early 1949. That news didn't please him, but he would have to make it work. He remembered explaining to Lina about picking up the pace, and even as grim as it was, she determinedly said the projects will be done. Plus, she had also told him that the trade deals were actually helped their projects move faster and better than originally planned, so not all hope was lost.
So four hours later, in the hot and humid afternoon was Youden walking through the research facility. By then, the researchers had cut the back wall and created two large sliding doors and when opened, lead to an open long field that they cleaned up for their purposes a few weeks ago. Youden saw them saluting at him as he walked towards them and returned a salute back. He looked around the newly cleaned field with awe. There were many large objects placed around, some more intriguing and complex than others.
"Our leader, today I'll like to quickly thank you for your time to come-" Lina began to speak.
"I understand, but we don't have time to waste, so let's get it started." he told her with urgency.
"O-of course, sir. So let's begin with the first project that we finished, which is what we decided to call the moving carriage, or a carr for short. We studied and created a new type of engine that ran on any type of oil, but preferably petroleum."
"And how much longer does petroleum last compared to the other oils?"
"A good six to eight hours, depending on how long and the conditions the carr is in comparison to the second-highest lasting oil, peanut oil." she responded back immediately.
He watched as one of the people went into it and flipped a switch. A loud noise roared from inside it and he saw some gas coming out of the back of it. What fascinating creation, he couldn't believe. He then watched it moved around, without a horse or animal dragging it! He couldn't believe his eyes. How is this possible?
"Now, sir. You might think that was impressive, but wait until you see this." Lina chimed in, despite him being shocked. "When we finished building this, we thought to ourselves, "Now, what if it could fire something like our tubed weapon, which we officially called the taboon, after it's long tube and similar to the primitive cannon, and build it into a carr, but stronger?" Well, we made three variants, finishing the large one just yesterday and all including a way to move the firing apparatus around itself completely and we call them tarrs."
He watched as a few people went into each newly created vehicle, noticing each of them being thicker than the carr, but each also one of them being thicker than the other.
"We've created a light variant for easier movement and speed and enough power to some considerable damage, a more medium sized one for a balance of decent speed and a bit slower speed, but much stronger, and our heavy variant, a bit slower compared to the other and speed, but does an insane amount of damage. Would you like to see?"
He nodded his head in awe.
"Alright, but be warned, it's extremely loud."
He watched the tarrs line up in a row and aiming at three individual brick walls. When the first tarr fired, the light one, he almost crouched down from the noise. A small bloom of smoke came out of the hole where the projectile fired and a loud boom was heard. Where the first wall was, it still stood up, but there was a good sized hole in it. The second tarr, the medium one, was much louder than the first one, and even moved back a few inches. This time, half of the wall was gone, but the lower half was still standing. Finally the last tarr, the heaviest of them all, fired it's shot. The noise left a loud ringing in his ears, long after the meeting had ended. The tarr moved a few feet back and jostled from the recoil. This time, when the heavy smoke produce from it cleared, there wasn't a wall there anymore, as if it had disappeared.
Lina smiled at her work. She knew she had done a great job.
"Leader, I know you may be shocked, but I still have so much more to show you. So let's look at some more creations. Shall we?" she asked with a sense of joy. Her hard work would pay off at last.