As the Federation of United Nations Government is formed, each country is required to report military assets to each respective air, land, and water with the exception of some "secrets" that need to be kept hidden.
And to prevent the unjustified report that can only be known by the United Nations Government the list of the reported vehicles is made public.
After the recent event of getting transferred to another world, it has been known that the countries that were on earth are now split right in the middle of the Russian-American border then straight down.
And so since the land in the North, East, South, and West of the world that existed before has disappeared, they are replaced by clear skies and crystal clear oceans.
Because of that the United Nations Government's first act is to secure those borders with patrols to protect the mainlands from unknown threats.
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Aven Calendar the year 1768, 26th Jun.
07:00 A.M. Local Time.
Hawaii, United States of America, United Nations.
South of Oahu
The Great Pacific Ocean
UNN West Patrol Fleet
UNS Hopper
Calm waves splashed softly against the imposing hull of the UNS Hopper, two men can be seen standing on board of the ship leaning to the fence.
"To think that we would be patrolling with warships from around America is just astonishing, isn't it? I never thought that HMCS Calargy or now called UNS Calargy and ARM Romero or now called UNS Romero will be right beside us the USS Hopper, oh wait I meant UNS Hopper. Ugh, this naming conventions changes is such a headache." Alan muttered.
"Well, this is to be expected although I thought the making of the Federation of the United Nations was impossible because of the recent tensions in the world." Broady replied.
"But, can you believe it? They said we got transferred to another planet." said Broady.
"I'm not surprised anymore, cuz my sleep schedule has been ruined ever since. Mann, I was about to have the greatest sleep ever! Then suddenly it's morning already." said Alan.
"Huh, the universe sure is vast. We would never know what will really happen tomorrow." Broady wondered.
"it's not like we're Gods." said Alan while chuckling.
"Yeah, you're right. I guess that's why we should always plan ahead, even though the result of the plan is uncertain whether it will go accordingly or not." Broady accepted.
"Yeah." Alan muttered.
The two men continue to talk while the once vast Pacific Ocean gets even vaster after their teleportation. The gust of wind and the scent of the ocean is as clear as ever.
"Captain, our Radar and UNS Calargy have detected multiple large objects flying at a low altitude, 125miles(200km) South West of Oahu Coast." a soldier reported.
"Multiple? How many exactly?" Captain Broady replied.
"Approximately about 5 objects with a width of over than 100 feet (30m), but they are flying with a very slow speed of 18mph(29kph)" the soldier replied.
"What? That speed is impossible for their size. Report the situation to HQ and relay the message to the other warships to change the heading of the ships to the location immediately!" Captain Broady ordered.
UNS Hopper followed by UNS Calargy and UNS Romero then turned its heading towards the crowd of objects. With its heading set, UNS Hopper and other warships with flank speed ahead then glide through the ocean into the location.
ETA 5 minutes
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07:03 A.M Local Time.
Dritas Empire Air Naval Fleet
3rd Scout Wyern Squadron
In the clear sky with sunlight piercing over the thin threads of clouds, 5 objects can be seen flying at a low altitude with slow speed, they look like a dragon but they are smaller. A wyvern?
They form a triangle with 3 wyverns in front and 1 on each side. Forming a perfect scout squadron making 1 on each side be able to retreat quickly in an emergency.
The Wyvern "riders" in this case can be seen talking to each other discussing something and 1 rider in the front is seen holding an old telescope.
"We have been lost for 2 whole days and our supply can only hold until tomorrow." said one of the riders.
"I know! Even though we have been cutting the rations of the soldiers in the ships, the fact is that we can't hold it for long. If we can't find anything then we will be the same as dead!" Alaskar replied.
"You guys should focus on finding something than discussing shit. Because if I'm the only one that finds something then you guys can be in big trouble." Squadron Leader Grada intercepted.
The riders fell silent afterward. Knowing that the leader's words are also the truth, they try to observe their surroundings hoping they find something. Until...
"Sir, I think I'm seeing ships Northeast from our position, but their colors are white?" one of the riders reported.
"Are you sure you're not seeing clouds and hallucinating because you're hungry?" Alaskar replied.
"Let me observe it, I will determine it myself. Hmmmmm, are those real? Hehehehehe. Riders it seemed that we won't be starving from this day on. Get ready!" said Squadron Leader Grada excitedly.
"It really is a ship! And considering its size it might be massive trading ships." one of the riders happily replied.
"One of you wait here and observe the surrounding, I'm afraid those trading ships are not alone." Squadron Leader Grada ordered one of the riders on the right wing.
"Alright, sir" the soldier replied.
*You should have just said you don't want me to come* the soldier pondered in his mind.
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07:05 A.M Local Time.
UNS Hopper
"Sir, the objects are now heading to our position. They're diving through the air and approaching UNS Calargy fast from our left." one of the soldiers reported.
"What? Order everyone to get to their battle stations!"
"Aye, Sir"
After that order "All Hands to General Quarters" is announced on the three ships and alarms started blaring while the three ships are getting ready for the worst.
2 of the Phalanx CIWS and Mk 45 naval gun on board UNS Hopper started tracking the object. The Mk 41 missile launching system started pressurizing the missile cells or tubes, preparing the RIM-66M and RIM-156 missiles to launch.
1 CIWS and Bofors 57mm naval gun on UNS Calargy also started tracking the objects. The Mk 48 missile launching system is also pressurizing and preparing the RIM-7 missile to launch.
UNS Romero's Bofors 57mm naval gun also started tracking the objects and preparing the SA-N-10 SAM to blastoff
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South West of Oahu
The Great Pacific Ocean
The wyvern riders are now divided into two with one rider staying behind observing the surroundings and the other two diving through the air towards the ships.
"Is that a cannon? Huh, and it's only one? I guess it's still protected and it seems every ship has one."
"Target those cannons with your fireballs and burn them to a crisp."
They then started to spread preparing the fireballs while still diving.
"Sir, it seems they have stopped mid-air."
"What are they doing right now?!" Captain Broady asked.
"We don't have any clue, but the "wyverns" started opening their mouth."
"Broady, their mouth... a fireball is forming on them" Lieutenant Alan reported while seeing through the Binoculars.
"What?! Order the missile to launch immediately!" Captain Broady ordered.
The Mk 41 VLS opened four of their tubes and launched two RIM-66M missiles and two RIM-156 missiles, but when they launched it was too late.
The fireballs have finished forming on the 4 wyverns' mouths and are being released toward the shipsʼ naval guns.
The CIWS started targeting the heat signature of the fireballs to no avail since the fireballs are not solid objects.
The missile hit three of the wyverns while the other one got hit first by Callargy's Bofors 57mm naval gun and fell to the sea before the missile hit and missed it.
The fireballs on the other hand.....
To be continued....
Author's Note: "I'm very sorry for the long release since I'm very busy right now, but don't lose hope. I will still continue this series."