Kabandha Radio Center

### Tactical Analysis

* **Wrath of the gods:** Named for a demon from the Hindu epics, the Kabandha Radio Center acts as the Commonwealth's superweapon, though that's a loose term for the squadron of fighter-bombers dropping napalm where the center orders. Though not as powerful as other superweapons (Even the Syndicate's weather control devices do more damage), the recharge rate is lessened considerably.

### Background

*"Sometimes, karma works for us even in the most mysterious of ways. Like those fighter-bombers coming to your position, for example."*

-  Field Marshall Chandra Sherma's broadcast to an Atomic Chinese general before the bombers destroyed the latter's base.
Once, there was a celestial musician called Vishvavasu. Given immortality by Brahma, Vishvavasu became arrogant and attacked Indra, god-king of the heavens. As punishment, Vishvavasu was struck by Indra's power, his head and thighs shoved inside his body. With only a small mercy, Vishvavasu's arms were lengthened and his face put on his chest so he could still at least eat. Until he was finally killed by the hero Rama, the newly turned Kabandha would remain a *rakshasa*, a demon.

It might seem hard to connect a radio center to such a story, but connect it does in a modern retelling. In the north, in the city of Shimla, the Commonwealth had recently completed a new radio broadcast center. A crowning jewel for the Commonwealth, the center would have meant that all of the northern cities would be able to hear the news as it happened, communicate more effectively with each other via TV for those that had a set. A bright spot of hope for a weary region.

Like Vishvavasu, the chief officers of the radio station became proud of what they had. Thinking they could do something more useful than broadcast variety shows and music, one former Reservist technician dialed in a half-dozen frequencies to see if the Atomic Kingdom wasn't up to anything. The executives and chiefs had already started to pat themselves on the back, wondering what rewards would be in store for their service. What they didn't know was that someone in heaven was already listening.

Minutes after the breach was made, the Starfleet Marines started to appear in the city. Local law enforcement merely tried to evacuate the city instead of foolishly facing the jians of the Marines. Not that it mattered; it was noted that the marines marched in lock-step towards the radio building, only forcing combat when necessary. This did little to help the local sepoy garrison, which was wiped out to a man when they tried to halt the marines. Desperate to try and keep themselves from being vaporized, the radio station put out on all signals a desperate call for aid.

As it was, a flight of fighter-bombers were on their way to the Chinese front when they heard the call. Radioing back, they stated that they could attack, but due to the dense nature of the city the instructions would need to be exactly precise. Sending one of the few security guards that hadn't run to the roof, the station desperately relayed position after position, the fighter-bombers running strafing run after strafing run on the enemy. Eventually the marine captains felt they were in just as much danger as their clones and quickly teleported away, leaving streets and clones trailed with bullet holes.

The Commonwealth quickly set to investigating the incident. Though they were initially ready to hang the execs and chiefs for stupidity alone, the reality was that the battle had shown them a possible use for their newly acquired technology. Radio centers were built across the country and in every fort, a plan for peaceful communication hijacked because of the hubris of a few. Now, the Kabandha Radio Centers stretch their long arms wherever the Commonwealth sits, devouring anyone in reach in great fires. Whether there is a hero capable of restoring this beast to what it should be, no one can say for sure.