"After escaping Spain and flying above Panama, the crew aboard the flagship spotted an island with a large and long runway, they tried to contact anyone below but no one responded. Without any other options, they landed on the island, and began to scout it, only to find several hangars with 5 different airplanes, each one from a diffrent nationality and obviously military. They can't seem to find any pilots, concluding they might have withered away and died. Cero, having finally felt relief, decided to group the crew."

Cero: After 2 days of flying, we have finally found a place for us to stay, seeing this island has probably been uninhabited for more than a decade. I suggest we make this our new homeland.

Crewmember #1: Are you literally going to act like a conquistador? We can't even make sense of this place, who on earth made this strip and why is it empty?

Crewmember #2: I think we can't do much about it either way. We have no other place to go and in all likelyhood the people who used to live here are either dead or gone.

Cero: That settles it, we'll make it our home then. But we might as well name though. Anyone have any ideas for a name of this place?

Crewmember #17: I do! How about we call it new Spain?!

Crewmember #12: You want to name it after the country we escaped a few days ago? I don't thinks so.

Crewmember #3: Yeah, we literally went through storm of gunfire to get out of there.

Cero: That's it. I know what we're going to call it. We'll call it Tempestad.

"And so Tempestad was chosen as the new name of the land they had just found, birthing a nation that will shock the world some day."