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The plane carrying @Fulgistan's and @Limonaia's head of military research has landed on the airstrip near the remote research facility somewhere in rural Sayf. They're here to begin development on a highly secretive project known as Watershed. Standing on the tarmac waiting diligently for the delegation from the two nations is Sayf's head of military research, known only as "Nuclear" Nadal for his work developing nuclear reactors for Sayf.

"Nadal, how should we greet our guests?"

"Welcome them with a feast after we show them to their accommodation near the facility, followed by a tour of our state of the art facility."

"Right away, sir." 

 

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Otryadyn Galbei stepped from the confines of the plane's cabin into the bright Sayfi sun. She'd been promoted to the Head Coordinator of R&D at the Bureau for Defense following her exceptional work in securing the Tianlong project with @Prymont's Aamotech. Behind her followed a stream of Fulgistani scientists and other miscellaneous lackeys from the Bureau and the Guard. The Worker's Republic was a poorer nation, but soldiers and scientists it had in spades.

"Essalem eleykum, Comrade Nadal," she began, using the Fulgi pronunciation of the Sa Haran Islamic greeting, "It is good to finally meet; this is an historic collaboration between our two nations, and it is my hope, and the hope of our people, that this will not be the last. By all means, lead the way."

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Hans van Lahlem was happy to finally be on solid ground again. Planes while fun in theory, was not his strong suit, but he had endured for the sake of the task ahead. His appointment as head of the military research department had been controversial, especially because of his status as a former MP for the Reds, but his recent work within the department has solidified his position for now.

Controversial as always he was dressed in his favorite pink and black checkered suit, although under current circumstances he rather regretted his choice of clothes. The remaining scientists were dressed more "appropriately" and it was particularly awkward when he saw the Fulgistani scientists.

He walked up to Galbei and Nadal as confidently as he could.

"I thank you on behalf of Limonaia for the opportunity to partake in this historic collaboration between our three nations."

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"Welcome to Sayf, I hope we can achieve what our nations are looking for in this project, follow me, I'll show you to your accommodation."

Nadal led the pair into a large luxury bus which transported them to two large dormitories adjacent to each other.

"The one on the right is for the Fulgistanis and the one on the left is for the Limonians."

The bus continued into the facility, where the pair were led to a long wooden dining table with a feast laid out upon it.

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 After a long meal, the researchers were given a tour of the facility, allowing both research teams to familiarize themselves with the facility's equipment.

 

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"As you can see, we have all the necessary equipment to research, design, build, and test the objective of Project Watershed, and of course, we have multiple launchpads available outside the facility. Anyways, you've all had a long flight and I'm sure you're all tired, there are shuttles outside to take you to your dormitories. Work begins tomorrow! " 

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Following the whirlwind facility tour, the Fulgistani contingent filed into their dormitory. After laying down their suitcases and assorted bags, Galbei had them all gather in the common room.

"Comrades, this is the beginning of a new era for the Worker's Republic. While you are permitted to speak your minds now, it is of the utmost importance that no details of Project Watershed leave this facility, lest they enter the hands of counter-revolutionary elements." With that, the assembled Fulgistanis returned to their rooms, and out of sight of the military brass, the researchers formed their own clump.

One of the scientists, a spectacled, bearded man in his late middle age, stepped forward.

"While I myself am more than happy to begin work as soon as possible, I have grave concerns over our safety, and of the possible international ramifications of the Project. Development of a weapon of this kind, even carrying a conventional warhead, will paint a target on all of our heads."

"Such is the way of the world, Doctor Fengxun. If the imperialists want to decry us for ensuring our own defense, let them piss into the wind. Fulgistan cannot remain in the past forever; it's high time we assert ourselves to ensure our sovereignty."

"Doctor Tonghua, with respect, if one word of this gets to the @Variotans, Het Apparath is going to cut our country's economy open like a ripe papaya. Not to mention what's going to happen to us if anyone finds out! This project is a huge risk for comparatively small payoff, strategically speaking."

"You want to live in fear of the capitalists your whole life? Your children's lives, too? Nothing changes until we're on a level playing field with those who seek to exploit us. Besides, if you think these rockets are going to stay conventional, you've clearly not thought things through."

"Surely, you don't think..."

"Don't be a fool. What, did you think the Central Committee would divert all this funding into a tripartite cooperative effort, only to produce a few piddly little conventional explosives? Make no mistake, Doctor Fengxun, we are on the path to true strategic armaments."

"I...you're right. I'll...have to think more on this. And pray. Goodnight, everyone."

Shuddering, the scientist left the group. As he settled into his bunk, all he could do was hope he could justify the coming months.

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