RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 44 TPM

TPM

THE SAYAN MOUNTAINS, RUSSIA.

No one knows who or what makes you valuable because values are not something that should be openly debated. Only performance and kindness that we display, will give respect and appreciation without us asking.

Green carpet cover the landscape in the mountainous area that is the border of Russia and Mongolia. The atmosphere of the savannah inhabited by groups of wild horses is so peaceful and pleasant. There are hardly any predators that threaten their lives here.

Some passing tigers also often ignore their existence, because they prefer to hunt smaller animals and run slow. Like a bull, a rabbit or a mountain goat.

The only predators they fear are humans. Because once caught not only one or two arrested. They will choose the best horses from their group to take away. Moreover, the most inexpensive means of transportation in the savannah mountain area is horseback riding. The habit of the people who inhabit the grassland area is to use horses for various purposes.

The savanna is also the stage of the wanderers. The majority of grassland inhabitants are nomads, aka nomads. They always move places while carrying their pet sheep everywhere. It is the sheep that provide them with meat, milk, and clothing.

At night they will gather around the campfire. Then a poet stood on the stage. Chanting verses similar to the singing of souls. Describes the uneasiness that never goes away, because the night does not change by day.

Feel the night is too long and hope to change the day soon, although the day does not necessarily give him good. His voice cut across the night sky

A poet arrives (with kindness) in a pebbled land.

Come out to the pit without leaving a clear word,

Death invited him and he welcomed him

: Death never finds a man like a poet

As people bore the coffin of his death, his devotees came crying.

But the peace of the Sabana was suddenly marred by the terrifying roar of the jet engine.

Wrrghghhh..wuuzzzhh…!!!

From behind the second cloud Russian-made SU 29 fighter jets emerged from behind the clouds, and flew low towards the Sayan mountains. It made a rumbling sound like it was about to break the eardrum. The tremors and the wind, made the sheep run away in fear.

The two fighter jets flew at high speed towards a high cliff. Everyone who was still awake in the Sabana witnessed the incident. They thought the two Russian pride fighters would explode into a cliff wall that was quite hidden and covered in thick fog. But suddenly the cliff opened before the planes hit him.

“See! The mountain ate both planes!” shouted one of the travelers.

“Iya! I also saw it,” said the others.

“Come now we move our sheep from here, before he sees us,”.

They gathered their scattered sheep back together. Then lead her to a much safer place.

“Uhui!” chanted Victor one of the fighter pilots. “Bravo Captain!”

“Ok. Thank you!” shouts Vladimir commander of the Russian 9 AU task force fighter.

“Being Captain! We'll swoop!”

The hallway was long and deep. Its initial shape was straight for five kilometers, after which it decreased by thirty degrees, along another five kilometers. But as soon as it reached the second door, the passage swooped perpendicular to the ground for nearly two kilometers.

“Hmm.it is only fitting that Xialuai Khan's troops can get out of this place,” Vladimir said in his heart. This was the first experience of entering this place.

Captain Vladimir Kasparov and Lieutenant Viktor Romanov were two of the best Russian air force officers who defected and were paid handsomely to train Mongolian rebels led by Xialuai Khan. It was Viktor who offered his commander to join, because Xialuai Khan dared to pay ten times his salary as an Air Force officer of his own country.

They will train air force cadets to fly ‘curian’-produced warplanes or buy on the black market.

After freefall in the ground, the tunnel then leveled again towards the third door. As soon as the third door opened, thousands of laser beams filled the three-kilometer-long passageway. Anyone who passes through this place without permission will definitely burn to his bones. But before the two fighters passed by, suddenly the entire laser beam was dead. Vladimir and Viktor's plane continued to dart into the next hallway.

“Quick Captain! We only have ten seconds until the entire laser beam will turn back on,” Viktor said.

Vladimir immediately shot up at super speed followed by Viktor behind him. They were at the fourth door. The gate was as high as three meters and six hundred meters wide. As soon as this door was fully opened, Vladimir was immediately aghast. The fourth door is the end of the hallway. Because after this door is a very wide open space. This is the Mongolian Liberation Army Headquarters or TPM led by General Xialuai Khan.

Surprisingly in this place the sky looks again. Both planes slowed down and stopped in mid-air. Vladimir clucked in even more admiration. In front of him lay a wide, smooth, hard and sparkling road.. Made of a stronger material than asphalt, it may be that the crushed metal is then reprinted into concrete roads. And this road is the cornerstone of the fighter aircraft that will take off.

“We're down here Captain,” Victor said.

Vladimir lifted his thumb through the glass cockpit. Then the two planes descended slowly without a sound and landed smoothly on the road earlier. The SU 29 is a super-advanced aircraft capable of maneuvering and stopping in mid-air, then descending slowly in a state of dead gunpowder. There is almost no taper angle in the fuselage, so the aircraft is difficult to detect its presence by enemy radar. Also called stealth aircraft because it can stop suddenly and hide behind the clouds for ambush operations.

“Welcome to our Headquarters Captain Vladimir,” welcome Colonel Jzadi Kurk, Air Force Commander TPM.

Hundreds of uniformed Mogolian Liberation Army soldiers appeared to be training hard. Most are Mongolians who have defected. The room below was as bright as the earth during the day. They absorb sunlight and re-emit it in the soil. A fountain as tall as the monument of Monas in the middle of a very wide circle like a lake. And behind the lake loomed a glistening magnificent palace.