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Landschwert Task Force
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Ray Brumos leaned over the railing of the powerful Hamburg Class super carrier. The ocean was rough, eight-foot swells pounded into the massive fleet carrier. The salvage operation was over, and the entire fleet was moving back to Ruhr. They were the last of Ruhrian Forces in the region of Aperin, the rescue operation of the RNS Tolkin was successful, but the cause of the accident was still unknown.

It was believed that there was a fuel leak in the main hanger bay, and it was only a matter of time until somebody lit a match, figuratively. Any spark could have caused that explosion. Brumos realised that it was most likely an accident on the part of a deckhand in the armory, where somebody was maintaining and arming one of the heavy explosives. It could have been anything, but that was not for them to decide. They had the wreck on the RNS Pelican deep-sea salvage vehicle and were now hauling it back to Nevada Naval Air Base for further inspection.

Before walking out onto the deck, he was briefed by his meteorologist to watch for a major meteor shower. An aviator was also watching the skies, Brumos walked over to him. “Nice night, isn’t it…Captain Burna?”

The younger captain looked over and smiled, coming to full attention. “Yes, Admiral.” His salute was rapid. Brumos laughed. He wasn’t on duty.

“Relax, Captain. I am out here just to enjoy the view. Big meteor shower is expected tonight, so they say. The ship’s meteorologist briefed me about somewhere around sixty-two entries per hour. He said that is a big number, especially for no comets passing through.” His finger stretched to the Orion Constellation, “that is the shower’s radiant. Expect them to come from there. They said it was going to be much heavier over Northern Aperin, though. We just get the tail end.”

The captain was excited. His eyes traced the skies, looking for the much anticipated ‘shooting stars’. Just then, it began. Two flew side-by-side right from the heart of the Orion constellation. They passed right over the ship heading towards mainland Aperin. The fleet was turning back. Every active ship had been ordered to leave, which was essentially the rest of Ruhrian forces. And now, the picturesque night made it seem much easier. It made Brumos nearly forget the damaged tomb on the ship behind the carrier. There was not a reason for that much death. Hundreds of dead and wounded, for most likely an accident, he put it out of his head. More meteors fell from the sky, deflecting off and burning up in the atmosphere, somewhere over Aperin.

He was happy that it was over, he was happy his job was done. It was all he had hoped for since entering the region, that he could get out as fast as possible. There was more death than he had expected though, unnecessary death and waste. He shook his head as the sky lit up.

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The RNS Namika
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The dark metal of the cruise-missile submarine cut through the Aperinian waters smoothly, calmly, and stealthily. She cruised deep into the territorial waters of the region, and was just outside of internationally respected waters, twelve miles regarding United Nations law. The Conn Tower was illuminated crimson red, the aura of the crew was, to say the least, frightened. The rest of the fleet had not been informed of the Namika’s mission. The Defence Intelligence Agency’s covert mission department, also known as the XM-2, gave them the a set of orders known only as the Theta Omega Missions. A secret set of arrangements for a planned attack on any nation in CACE.

The opportunity had presented itself. As the fleet was leaving, the Ruhrian DIA had left a little present for CACE. The orders were clear, but not to be presented to the crew until the last minute to maintain absolute secrecy. The DIA XM-2 director knew of it, the ship’s commodore knew of it, his XO also, and the Der Angst government had known of it. Each of them knew of the plans and supported it, the XO least of all, however.

Both the Commodore and the Captain stood in the conn, overlooking the developments in the heart of the vessel. Commodore Jonathon Pryce was dead quiet while the XO, Mikhail Naronavek, was placed in charge of directing the sub silently below the surface vessels. With luck, their presence, which had been undetected thus far, will remain undetected.

Naronavek looked at Pryce, “Commodore, we are nearing our target point. Should we inform the crew?” He asked calmly, a few men overheard and looked back towards the two. His eyes caught their curiosity and he looked sternly, his index finger extended and shook serenely back and forth, subtly telling the shipmen to redirect their attention back to their operations.

Pryce nodded, “Go ahead, Mikhail. Inform them of our duties.” The Commodore walked down the stairs and sat in his chair, he closed his eyes as Naronavek brought the crew to attention.”

Naronavek ”Attention, Attention, this is the XO speaking. Within minutes, we will be launching a small attack on a CACE member state. Twelve Juliet-XV Sub-Launched Supersonic missiles will be striking this nation’s coastal radar and communications centers. After, we will be returning home as fast and as secretly as possible. If we are caught, the government will disavow any knowledge or responsibility for this crews actions. However, I am confident that we will be successful. Returning to Red Alert, all men, general quarters.”

The ship’s bell rang three times, signaling a strike was to take place soon. Blood was to be taken this dark night over Aperin. The XM-2 realised that the Meteor Shower would cover the missile’s last minute ballistic trajectory, and render any early-warning radars useless. Pryce stood and tucked in his shirt. His left arm reached out towards the ship’s phone. “Conn to Weapons, open tubes one through four, six through eight, eleven, and sixteen through nineteen. Check your target orders box and pull out the file named Theta Omega. You are to target the twelve selected Radar, Electronic Warfare, and Communications centers.” He hung up after he heard the officer’s confirmation. “Helm, bring us to seventy five feet. Up bubble one degree. Take us on course three-twenty-eight. Once we level out, make your speed six knots.”

The men responded with an ‘aye-aye’. The orders were carried through with. The vessel angled up before the doors opened. If there were surface sonar, the mechanical doors would not be picked up from underneath the thermocline, the layer of water before the change in temperature that prevented most sound to go through. As the Namika leveled out, the crew became more tense. “Commodore,” Naronavek signaled, “one minute until launch.” He nodded.

Pryce picked up the ship phone again, “Conn to Sonar, any contacts?”

”Nothing on passive sonar, sir. No surface contacts or noise. We are running slowly, sonar efficiency is ninety two percent.”

”Good, John. Let me know if anything comes up.”

Naronavek walked in front of Pryce, his right hand pointing to his watch. “It is time, Commodore.”

”Conn, Weapons. Open fire. Launch all designated missiles in order.” The ship rocked as the SLCMs rocketed from their vertical launch tubes. Twelve mach-two 1,000 pound warhead surface-skimming cruise missile made their way to Cirdanistani radar, communications, and electronic warfare bases. When they came within 100 miles of their targets, they would rocket into the sky in a last minute ballistic trajectory coming straight down on their targets.

Now that the doors were closed and the missiles were off, it was time to return home. “Diving Officer, make your depth three hundred feet. Down bubble two degrees!”

”Aye, sir!” The ship’s hull popped once in the change in pressure once they passed the thermocline. The water grew darker the deeper the submarine went. Finally she leveled off. Still on red-alert and general quarters, the Commodore gave her the order. “Helm! take her on course three-five-two. Make your speed twelve knots. Good work everyone, keep it up.”

The ship passed at the fastest, quietest speed possible. They needed to get as far out as possible. By now, the missiles were just reaching their targets.

OOC:
-"Is it done Yuri?"
-"No, comrade Premier, It has just begun."

#tag#

Oh, and Ruhr, my compliments. You are truly an excellent writer.

EDIT: Fixed faulty RA2 Reference.

Oh, and Ruhr, my compliments. You are truly an excellent writer.

I try, thank you.

OOC:

Very good post, Ruhr. Reminds me the writings we did in the civil war (1 month ago).

Anyways. I will observe the attack on Cirdanistan, someone I have "met" before... :twisted:

OOC:

Very good post, Ruhr. Reminds me the writings we did in the civil war (1 month ago).

Anyways. I will observe the attack on Cirdanistan, someone I have "met" before... :twisted:

Yeah, I will finish that as a historical thread.

Do I have to bump already...hmm...

[ooc: Who was attacked? Just want to be sure on this.]

[ooc: Who was attacked? Just want to be sure on this.]

Now now, If you had really read you would know.

It was an attack on Cirdanistani Radar.

[ooc: Hmm. Must have missed it when I skimmed through.

Now awaiting Cirdanistan's response.]

[ooc: Hmm. Must have missed it when I skimmed through.]

OOC: You need to read it all to appreciate it :)

Eh, atleast you skimmed through it. Lousy work, ALL THIS FOR SKIMMERS! AH!

OOC: Nice work.

OOC: Nice work.

OOC: Thankye!

OOC: I have been summoned to "Mod" this thread, per Ruhr's request. If anyone has any objections, fire away. But I won't get involved in this thread past this post unless it is necessary.

BUMP for Cirdanistan who has been offline for two days

ooc: *didn`t skim, loved it*

ic:

45 seconds...

That was the time the orbital reconnaissance & surveillance drohne #089 was above aperin, before heading towards other areas on it`s long, endless journey...

And it was enough time to make a few pretty pictures.

Soldats would love them.

You don't need to bump this, Knootoss. I know that they have it pinned in the White Room. :wink:

You don't need to bump this, Knootoss. I know that they have it pinned in the White Room. :wink:

Yeah. We know you know. Now you know we know you know. ;)

Cirdanistan (as you'll know, watching the CACE forums as carefully as you do) is subject to somewhat sporadic periods of on-line-ness, so please be patient waiting for his response. Thanks.

You don't need to bump this, Knootoss. I know that they have it pinned in the White Room. :wink:

Yeah. We know you know. Now you know we know you know. ;)

Cirdanistan (as you'll know, watching the CACE forums as carefully as you do) is subject to somewhat sporadic periods of on-line-ness, so please be patient waiting for his response. Thanks.

Yeah, I am anticipating his post, especially since he is taking two days for a two-minute time period post.

It is night over aperin, when the transports begin.

11000 men and 300 tanks 'ain`t no easy transport', as the general puts it, and he`s right. The support crews swear while working, rarely seeing what exactly they are doing, as there is only dim light.

Slowly, the subs in the harbour are loaded, while the three airwings of the second air division start their long flight back home.

It was nice here, but in the end, they still prefer the toxic wastelands in their homeland, prefer their love, DA, where only the toughest genetic experiments survive.

When the morning comes, the sub fleet is leaving.

However, as the wargames had been anticipated to take somewhat longer, there is more than enough material to be on the sea for quite a while...

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Thieves in the night
Western Skargarden
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It was two in the morning local time when the Knootians began to move their forces out of Skargarden.

Without much talk the soldiers boarded their transports. Most of the troops would simply go home, but some were merely transferred to bolster the garrison at Nieuw-Nederland.

Who did not get to leave though, were the captains and crews of the submarines. In fact, submarine intelligence activity even increased somewhat and silently these nuclear-powered steel tubes probed the borders of the Aperinian nations, spreading out thinly to cover the seas surrounding the continent.

The battleship Zhakarov and the carrier Vogels stayed for the time being, ported in the Nieuw-Nederland harbour together with their accompanying ships. The crews were bored though, and after all this time they were convinced that this was merely an advanced form of patrolling duty.

Or perhaps it was even less then that, they speculated, a mission to uphold the face of the Knootian military. A sign that these were not the actions of a dog running away with his tail between his legs.

Temporary Dislocation of the 24th TND NGF MI Division,
Skargarden,
Aperin.

Everthing was done quickly and in silence. The NGF Troopers put on their combat armors, readied their weaponry, packed their bags and boarded the dropship waiting in the base. Without any fuss or needless quickness, the soldiers and armor units took place in the dropships and barges, which lifted off and headed towards the fleet formation in the waters off the coast of Skargarden, the stars of the night sky illuminating their silhouettes with a silver light.

Over at the fleet formation, the transport and VTOL carriers were busy receiving and accomodating troopers yet again. When the first rays of the sun touched the blue waters of the ocean, 20 surface ships out of the 27 surface ships present broke formation and headed towards the Taraskovyan Base off the Knootian coast, awaiting to be taken from there to the Grand Duchy.
Several hours after having lost the coasts of Aperin out of sight, the fleet was joined up by a TND NF submarine detachment, which escorted them all the way to Knootoss.

The TNV "Osvoboditel", accompanied by a carrier and 5 combat ships remained, as well as the entire submarine detachment present from the beginning of the games, remained behind...

Skargarden Inland
Location: Some place of which we do not know the name
Time: Unknown. It's too dark to see our watches

The sound of dozens of dropship engines started as a low roar, rolling over the terrain at increasing volume. During the entire day, personnel and equipment had been loaded into their vessels, and now they were taking off. Hoverdynes, terradynes and aerodynes, all were called to an undisclosed new location.

As the marines in the watchtowers surrounding the landing platforms stared into the night, on the watch for possible intruders, the dropships slowly ascended to the skies. They would be leaving in groups of 12, one group every 15 minutes. Aerodyne squadrons were already circling above the metal hulks, each squadron assigned to escort one group of dropships.

Several WarDog patrols were on duty this evening, and occasionally, one of the beasts gave a short whining sound, annoyed by the immense noise emerging from the dropship engines. As the blue glares of the plasma Zephrim drives pushed the dropships into the night sky, the masters of the Dogs yanked their chains, forcing them to pay attention to their surroundings. In mere hours, these marines would also board their dropships, and leave the continent as one of the last TVC elements.

For now, the soldiers on patrol stared into the darkness, on the lookout for something that would probably not even happen. In the barracks on the northern side of the terrain, the second shift of guards drank their coffee and put on their leather gloves and barets, preparing for the cold of Skargarden in late autumn.

poo on dp's.

ooc: a couple things, i'm 99% certain that Cirdaninstan has Rubicon installations built, meaning he's got about a 1000km sensor grid from his shoreline, NOT including any ships he's got out there.

also, Ruhr, check your map. your sub is WAY off course, since it never started anywhere near Cirdanistan. could you explain how you snuck by a continent still on a heightened state of alert?

edit: and having checked the map i'm 100% certain you couldn't have done this since i know for a fact i built Rubicons in Celdonia and FO, so unless you took the LOOOOOONG way around, we would have picked you up.

Night manoeuvres

Dateline: immediate
Location: classified

Deep in the ancient woods, a soft rustle of underbrush was all that disturbed the rhythmic pulse of the insect-laden night. Above and beyond the cloying humidity of the leaf canopy, cold stars punctuated the black glove of night. Unmistakeable now, the footsteps were human, human footsteps trying to mask their approach. Footsteps out of time. Footsteps trying not to sound like footsteps. Footsteps out of time. Footsteps of someone, something, trying not to be identified.

Into the clearing she moved. A darker shape against the dark of the night even in this leaf-covered, leaf-shrouded darkness. Stealthily. Years of experience and training packaged into each flex of her muscles, each slow move of her limbs.

It was here. And she was here. All senses alert - though none alone told a complete tale - she felt, heard, smelt, even tasted the spoor. She was close and she knew it.

A soft intake of breath. Her training told her that this should not end in a sudden rush. Never the rush. Always, always blend with the background, blend throughout target acquisition, blend throughout the final approach and now, now when the moment was here, blend with the target and, she knew, the darkest of the art was to bend the target slowly, inexorably - and above all without fear - to her will.

Reaching out with her arms, surrounding the target, no escape, slowly, slowly, slowly, closing the trap, until, with barely a sigh, the lamb was safely held against her breast, her warm body reassuring the gently shivering runaway. Without a sound, she felt for the bottle of milk in her pocket, nudged the teat towards the mouth of her charge and felt the first tug and suck of reunion.

ooc: a couple things, i'm 99% certain that Cirdaninstan has Rubicon installations built, meaning he's got about a 1000km sensor grid from his shoreline, NOT including any ships he's got out there.

also, Ruhr, check your map. your sub is WAY off course, since it never started anywhere near Cirdanistan. could you explain how you snuck by a continent still on a heightened state of alert?

OOC: Using your own words, infastructure. There are seperate units in a force, and one can very easily have been ordered.

And what is a Rubicon?

Man, Seocc, you are single-track minded. I will not reveal how I got there, and don't you think I would take the undetected way around?

Enough said.

ooc: why don't you dig up that map of Aperin i gave you and draw the route you took. i guarantee you ran into some of my sensors, to say nothing for what others may have listed. right now it looks like you just materialized this ship inside striking distance of Cirdanistan, since you didn't tell anyone you were coming by their nations or boats or whatever.

if you won't reveal how you got that sub there i see no reason for Cirdanistan to acknowledge the attack.

This entire post is OOC, and remains to be taken as such.

So everyone knows, according to RP common sense, the only three countries who know completely of the mission are Knootoss, Der Angst, and Ruhr.

There is a fourth, however, and that just so happens to be Cirdanistan. Basically, this renders all of your talk useless, since he still has yet to respond to the attack.

And to clear things up, this is OOC knowledge

The Rubicon is essentially an ASW early warning system somehow monitoring out 1,000km. How, I do not know, but then again a lot of CACE stuff is 'inpenetrable'.

And as most of you know, there was a CACE leak giving us information. I know there is a 1,000km radius, and I planned on avoiding it. So I went the long way, yes...the long way. However, what you do not know is the fact that this submarine was from the Western-Coast taskforces, operating to the north and quietly, laying on the bottom. She went around that way, and waited there.

The Juliet XV missile is a pop-up cruise missile. With a maximum range of 2,250km, it is certainly a long distance missile. It skims the surface until its computer-generated 'pop-up' order is given, when a third booster sends it almost vertical and then the stabilizers angle, giving it a last push and into its target. It then explodes ten feet from its target, giving its 1,000 pound explosive a pretty hefty kill radius.

So, at an original speed of Mach-Two, and then slowly letting off the gas in order to conserve fuel for the ballistic trajectory, the Juliet-XV could easily attain its target. The sub can avoid the 621 mile limit, and the crew could be safely on its way without serious risk of being caught.

Thank you, have a good night.

Gooooo yankeeeeeeees!!!!!!!!! (Watching an old SNL re-run making fun of Rudy)

Ruhr's Player

ooc:

http://www.drnightshade.org.uk/images/aperinmap.jpg

Bear in mind that Outer Aperin is nearly arctic, that Cirdanistan, Svea Riga and Celdonia have highly advanced detection (Celdonia and Svea Riga I know have Rubicon, and I too am pretty sure Cirdanistan does as well); Free Socialism is no slouch either, and the last time anyone saw the Ruhrian navy it was 5000+k to the south. That's some distance to split your fleet, if you ask me, so SeOCC's point is very valid.

Exuse my harsh words...

ooc: Posted at the same time, Ruhr. OK. Just waiting on Cirdanistan now.

That was a little harsh on SeOCC, though. I'm sure you can appreciate how we might be a little sore at magically materialising threats to continental security manifesting out of MSN-space. We do sopend a lot of time and effort detailing and RP'ing detailing our early warning systems and yes, we do demand explanations for how you get past them. It's only fair.

http://villagephotos.com/viewimage.asp?id_=6685768

And yes, it was harsh. But use your imagination! There are plenty of ways there!

OOC: Ruhr, could you post the actual image on the NS forum? I just get a "login" page when I try to click on the link.

OOC: Ruhr, could you post the actual image on the NS forum? I just get a "login" page when I try to click on the link.

Village photos is teh sU><0r.

Erm, all it is really, is from the northern point around Outer Aperin 1,000 miles and maintianing that, straight line, until it turns and comes perpindicular to the Cirdanistani Coast, does a U-turn and is in firing position, 700 miles out.

ooc: Ruhr, if it helps, I will host your images relating to the map. I'm not sure how I feel about my work being uploaded on any old server anyway. ;)

E-mail me via the CACE boards and I will reply; that'll give you my address, if you're interested.

Naw, thank you anyways Xikuang. I don't like your board, it is like the bad neighborhood your mom told you never to go into. :wink:

Anyways, Knoot hosted it on the good ol' UTP board.

http://invisionfree.com/forums/UTP/index.php?act=Attach&type=post&id=3918

Thanks, Knoot.

Okay.

SeOCC: There are sensors ~2000km out? That's just not practical. I would be more effective to have a more detailed scanner closer to shore. Unless I am missing something.

Perhaps we should wait for Cirdanistan to post, rather than have people try to post for him and decide for him.

SeOCC: There are sensors ~2000km out? That's just not practical. I would be more effective to have a more detailed scanner closer to shore. Unless I am missing something.

actually they have a detection radius of 1000, not 2000 km, and regardless of what you think is practical, that's what i use. and most of these scanners are on the shore.

OOC: I suppose I'd better *tag* this. Would be nice not always having to respond to the same people all the time though. :roll:

OOC disclaimer:
The government of Knootoss does NOT ICly know of this plan. Only a select group of people do.

When this attack get's public we will sincerely condemn it. (Well... maybe not so sincere from certain government officials...)

[ooc:

I think this thread needs an OOC thread to accompany it.]

SeOCC: There are sensors ~2000km out? That's just not practical. I would be more effective to have a more detailed scanner closer to shore. Unless I am missing something.

actually they have a detection radius of 1000, not 2000 km, and regardless of what you think is practical, that's what i use. and most of these scanners are on the shore.

Right, the ship is 2000km out. So how do your sensors detect out that far? According to you, they don't.

Plus, I was called in here to help. You don't have to listen to me. But then why are you involved? This doesn't seem to affect you in the slightest.

TG for you, Imnsvale!

Well, THAT certainly clears things up. Danke, Xikuang.

Still, what's the deal with the magic sensors?

Location: Near that island south of Svea Riga, north of Skargarden
Time: We're in too much panic to give a damn

"What the hell is wrong with this thing!"

"Sir, we've lost engines 1 and 4!"

"Lieutenant, how did this happen? Because of all these system failures, we've drifted of course, and our current heading is not a pleasant one."

"Sir, apparently they made a mistake. This dropship should have been brought to Maintenance, not to Operations. It was damaged during a storm last week"

"So you're saying we're flying a broken drophip"

"Yes si..."

"Engine 3 down! We have got to find a place to land!"

...

"Attention all units. This is Captian Soban. The dropship is losing power, fast. Dump all vehicles into the ocean, and then make sure you're strapped in tight. We're going down."

Seconds later, the rear doors of the dropship opened, and sixteen vehicles, mostly medium sized hoverdynes, slided out of the cargo bay. Every single one of them exploded before hitting the water, to keep the technology in them away from possible scavengers.

Inside the dropship, the 120 marines and special forces strapped themselves down, as the cockpit crew desperately tried to get everybody out of this alive...

"Engine 2 running on 60%, and decreasing fast"

"Allright gentlemen, this is it. Divert all remaining power to get us above that island. After that, it's up to lady Luck."

Under the cover of the night, the dropship accelerated for the last time, and made a slight turn. Twenty seconds later, it started descending, and crashed into the island soil.

Also, please note that standard procedure states that the conversation inside the dropship is sent over all available frequencies, so that any observers or whoever else is in range will know what is happening with them. Secondly, the smoke and plasma sparks coming from 4 big engines should make it quite evident that this ship is crashing. So don't pull the we-accidently-shot-it-because-we-thought-you-were-coming-to-invade-me thingy.

[ooc:

I think this thread needs an OOC thread to accompany it.]

OOC Thread (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=99390)

SeOCC has dispatched a large contingent of salvage vessels to grab the TVC vessels dumped into the ocean, which are now, under the law of the sea, property of whoever gets them first.

The MUA also regrets that you chose such a tumultuous time to crash land in Svea Riga, given the fact that their nation is about to fall into civil war. You'll be lucky if the military doesn't shoot you down just to be safe.

MUA Frontdesk

SeOCC has dispatched a large contingent of salvage vessels to grab the TVC vessels dumped into the ocean, which are now, under the law of the sea, property of whoever gets them first.

The MUA also regrets that you chose such a tumultuous time to crash land in Svea Riga, given the fact that their nation is about to fall into civil war. You'll be lucky if the military doesn't shoot you down just to be safe.

MUA Frontdesk

TNSV "Pechal' ", TNSV "Shopot", TNSC "Veter",
Neutral Waters to the North of Skargarden.

The Submarine Carrier, accomapnied by two attack submarines was just finishing its redislocation maneuvers in order to set up a rally point for the rest of the submarine battlegroup and begin coastal patrols, monitroing CACE naval activity.

The command bridge of the carrier was quite busy. Suddenly, the BSI's voice resonated:

- Commander, receiving incoming transmission from a TVC barge experiencing technical difficulties...

- Their status?

- Critical.

- Within our DIZ?

- Not anymore. They have entered Svea Rigan airspace...

- Pass on the transmission.

The BSI obeyed, quickly activating the needed data within its self and passing it on to the audio devices. Quickly the voices filled the bridge. The Commander shook his head and then...

"Dump all vehicles into the ocean, and then make sure you're strapped in... "

The Commander quickly raised his head, a move preceded by a new statement by the BSI.

- Sire, intercepting open transmission from SeOCC.

- Content?

- They are sending a salvage team to recover the dumped armor units.

The Commander shook his head.

- The idiots. The hoverdynes will self destruct...

Suddenly, from afar, an underwater wave, generated by a strong sound stream hit the corpus of the underwater giant. It was of course nothing - just a little shock, without any direct consequence, if you do not count the poor sailor who was eating and who slightely missed his target with his ketchup and friendly fired a lieutenant...
Remark - they should make the naval uniforms red anyway...
The Commander added one last word...

- ... now.

Location: "That" Island*

The relative peace and quiet of the environment was disturbed by a high, soaring sound. The Dropship, being the source of the noise, broke through the clouds and was clearly not longer under the control of it's pilots. With two engines burning and two others emitting blue plasma bursts and large smoke clouds, the object came crashing down into the Svea Riga surface. Ripping through trees, bushes and then the soil itself, the dropship firmly planted itself in the earth, only to slide on for dozens of additional meters.

Slowly, however, the metal hulk came to a full stop. For one moment, everything was silent again, save for the sounds of the burning engines. Then, emergency hatches opened and crewmen and soldiers evacuated the vessel.

"Quick! Somebody put those fires out! If the reactors catch fire, we're in big trouble!"

Those marines that were not as numbed from the crash as their collgues, had the wits to open some of the external compartments of the dropship and grab the extinguishers inside of them. Rushing of to put out the flames on the engines, they passed by the rest of their teams.

"Headcount!"

A minute later, all heads had been counted for. Of the 124 persons that had been on board, 92 had exited the vehicle. The commander of the marines stood up, looking around at the unknown terrain.

"Are those fires out?"

"Yes sir. The engines are still smoking, but they won't blow up"

"Allright...orders!"

As the marines and flightcrew turned their attention to their commander, he continued with firm voice.

"There are 32 of our people still inside that dropship. I want them out of there, and I want it to happen now! Teams 1, 4 and 5 take care of that. The rest of you, unload our supplies from the dropship compartments. Then set up a perimeter. I want guards, tents, cooking fires, everything. And I want all radio and broadcasting equipment gathered at one location. We need a transmitter, and a powerful one. Move out!"

The soldiers rushed of to their tasks, glad to finally have a clear goal in mind. They were trained to follow orders, and they performed theirs with excellent precision...

Two hours later

Camp had been set up. The dropship had no danger of exploding, according to the technician that had been on board. Tents had been set up around it, where most of the tired marines were now resting. Of the 32 recovered soldiers, 17 were dead. Nine others were severely wounded, but the remaining 6 were only slightly wounded, and would be able to function at almost optimum capacity. The commander had decided to take further action tomorrow morning, so that his people could get some rest. A small amount of marines had been assigned with guard duties, and had taken up covert positions around the camp. The fortunate thing was that most of the assault and sniper rifles, as well as the personal equipment had been recovered.

On top of the stranded dropship, the Shogata rifle mounted on top of it slowly rotated around. By pure coincidence, it had survived the crash. Normally used to fend of ground forces when dropping troops to a combat situation, it was now manned by a gunman and a sniper, ready to take on any enemy that dared to come in sight of the camp. The marines had also tried to recover the rifle on the belly of the ship, but since the impact with Svea Rigan soil had taken place there, their attempts had failed.

Now, all they could do was wait for tomorrow.







*ooc: does that piece of land have a name?

*ooc: does that piece of land have a name?

OOC: Where exactly have they crashed? There are a lot of islands around there and I'd just like to make sure?

*ooc: does that piece of land have a name?

OOC: Where exactly have they crashed? There are a lot of islands around there and I'd just like to make sure?

Look at the most northern point of Skargarden, then go up to Svea Riga. It's the big island that you find on your way there.

*ooc: does that piece of land have a name?

OOC: Where exactly have they crashed? There are a lot of islands around there and I'd just like to make sure?

Look at the most northern point of Skargarden, then go up to Svea Riga. It's the big island that you find on your way there.

You'll have to ask Svea Riga... I must say, you picked a dreadful time to visit. It's not the most pleasant place in the world to be at the moment...

*ooc: does that piece of land have a name?

OOC: Where exactly have they crashed? There are a lot of islands around there and I'd just like to make sure?

Look at the most northern point of Skargarden, then go up to Svea Riga. It's the big island that you find on your way there.

OOC:

Ok, that's what I thought but best to make sure.

Have you TGed Svea Riga to see if he's going to react? They're in a bit of turmoil at the moment though.

Yup

ooc: Now days the island is called "Island of the Mighty" or more shortly "Mighty Island". The island houses 48’000’000 million people and the second largest SFP camp is housed there. About 30’000 men and women with a couple of choppers and tanks. Their main defense is RPG’s and something similar to patriot missiles defenses.

And since all my radars are more or less out of function it's going to take a while for the military to find out.

IC:
Location: A SFP camp some 10 km from the crash site.

"Martin stop playing around with that RPG before someone loses an eye or more damn it. You're going with us or not? That blast can be anything and you know chief doesn't like anything around here"

The man puts the RPG down in the box together with the rest of them. Some 40 people armed with various degrees of weapon jumps into their Humwees (that's 8 Humwees with 3 being armed with TOW-missiles). They’re following a bus loaded with food and supplies if they would find out any survivors are amongst the crash site.

After a couple of minutes they’re closing in to the crash site.

ooc:
One thing. Standard policy when stranded in such a situation is put a big white flag in the camp. so on top of the dropship, you'll notice one of those. Not as a sign of surrender, but one of neutrality.

ooc: Ok, so I guess they won't fire at my poor revolutionists when they enter your camp.

IC: The buss stops on the outskirts of the camp and the Humwees are rounding it and parks infront of it. A man gets out of the bus, he wears a skii-mask and has a AK-5 around his neck.

"Who's in charge here?"
He calls out.

ooc: Ok, so I guess they won't fire at my poor revolutionists when they enter your camp.

IC: The buss stops on the outskirts of the camp and the Humwees are rounding it and parks infront of it. A man gets out of the bus, he wears a skii-mask and has a AK-5 around his neck.

"Who's in charge here?"
He calls out.

ABC: "In a surprising address from the Associated Council of Incorporated and Private Enterprises, a new CACE- policy has been announced.

Recent events, as well as our general history, show that there are hostile alliances one can talk to. Alliances that listen to reason. The Reich, as well as Arda, are two of this alliances.

However, there are alliances that refuse to listen to reason. Alliances who failed again and again using the means of diplomacy, or balanced responses. CACE is one of this alliances.

Such alliances are a danger. A danger that must be dealt with.

However, due to their inability to respond in kind, there doesn`t seem to be any possible way to deal with them.

Except one.

Therefore, from today on, any case of CACE threatening us, any act of warfare as defined by the leading mercenary corporations, as well as any case in which no clear evidence is existing, while CACE can strongly be suspected to be the origin of an act of aggression against us, will be met with full retaliation including unconventional means.

Considering the recent restart nuclear weapons production in DA, as well as suspicions that DA secretly signed the Biochem weapon proliferation treaty with The Peoples Anthill, this note had had a considerable impact upon the different groups of society.

However, surprisingly enough, the reactions were mostly positive. Assuming that war is inevitable, a 'Frank Zeibach' already founded 'Aperin Glass Inc.', hoping that 'This war begins as soon as possible, so that we can begin mining.'

Generally, the Council`s assurance that this new strategy is exclusively directed at CACE, not at Arda or The Reich, did assure the people that this is an 'extreme measure not to become a general policy'.

This is Miranda Vera Cruz De la Jolla Cardinal, live for ABC, Angst Broadcasting Company

"Sir, there are some natives outside. They're asking for you"

"Well, that's quicker than we thought it would be. Let's get this show going"

Slowly, the commander got up from his seat and walked out of the tent, deliberately leaving his sidearm inside. No need to be perceived as a threat in such a situation.

"Goodmorning. My name is Major Rase Soban, field commander this unit. We crashed here last night because of engine failures. I assure you that we have no hostile intentions of any nature. Matter of fact, I think this is the first contact the Vortex Corporation ever had with your nation. It would be a shame if such a first contact ended in bloodshed.

By the way, who is it that I am speaking to? And do you have any authority? Who do you represent?"

--

Inside the dropship, two marines were standing by near the radio equipment. As soon as anything would go wrong, they would use the little power left in the dropship to relay an emergency message to whoever would be able to hear it.

ABC: "In a surprising address from the Associated Council of Incorporated and Private Enterprises, a new CACE- policy has been announced.

Recent events, as well as our general history, show that there are hostile alliances one can talk to. Alliances that listen to reason. The Reich, as well as Arda, are two of this alliances.

However, there are alliances that refuse to listen to reason. Alliances who failed again and again using the means of diplomacy, or balanced responses. CACE is one of this alliances.

Such alliances are a danger. A danger that must be dealt with.

However, due to their inability to respond in kind, there doesn`t seem to be any possible way to deal with them.

Except one.

Therefore, from today on, any case of CACE threatening us, any act of warfare as defined by the leading mercenary corporations, as well as any case in which no clear evidence is existing, while CACE can strongly be suspected to be the origin of an act of aggression against us, will be met with full retaliation including unconventional means.

Considering the recent restart nuclear weapons production in DA, as well as suspicions that DA secretly signed the Biochem weapon proliferation treaty with The Peoples Anthill, this note had had a considerable impact upon the different groups of society.

However, surprisingly enough, the reactions were mostly positive. Assuming that war is inevitable, a 'Frank Zeibach' already founded 'Aperin Glass Inc.', hoping that 'This war begins as soon as possible, so that we can begin mining.'

Generally, the Council`s assurance that this new strategy is exclusively directed at CACE, not at Arda or The Reich, did assure the people that this is an 'extreme measure not to become a general policy'.

This is Miranda Vera Cruz De la Jolla Cardinal, live for ABC, Angst Broadcasting Company


After watching the news broadcast, the Foreign Minister commented:Hmmph...so Der Angst is now threatening us with nuclear weapons and has announced to the world that they might use them against us for no good reason. Hardly surprising I suppose...we always knew they were insane. No doubt the rest of the world will selectively overlook this latest outburst though.

Council Leader Sharkey sighed as he had finished listening to the Der Angst address. He turned to his friend, CACE representative Jane McKinnon.

"Well, there's your Angstian propaganda for you. Blustering, unhinged, and with a deep, deep hate of all things CACE."

Jane sipped her Xikuangese tea with a smile.

"Careful now, Alan. That might be construed as an act of aggression by Der Angst. Actually daring to say anything bad about them whatsoever? We'll have to get into our nuclear shelters straight away."

He laughed slightly, but then proceeded solemnly.

"It shows the complete consuming hate the main SATO players show us, doesn't it? That they're willing to talk to those that they were formed to combat, and consider our free and open society a more henious and evil nation than Iesus Christi itself."

"Indeed. How can we respond to balanced responces or diplomacy when we get none? We get nothing but bile and hate from SATO. I have yet to see a single diplomatic act from any SATO member towards CACE. They seem far more concerned with undermining SeOCC at any cost rather than rational and reasonable talks."

Alan paused for a second. Then stood up and looked out the large window looking over the coastline. He could see quite a bit of Mackintosh. People going about their business, walking around, or just enjoying life. How many would die before SATO was placated? How much of this city, his city, would burn? With the latest statement, war seemed inevitable. How far would Der Angst stoop to try and prove "CACE aggression"?

There were no winners in war, only those who live and those who die. He did not want war. He would never wish war on any nation, not the smug, patronising, Menelmacar. Not even the seemingly unhinged Der Angst. Finality is too great a burden to wish on a nation.

War. It had nearly come to a civil war not so long ago in the 90's, when he was only just an adult. And before that in the 60's, though he only knew of that through the schools and through his grandfather. Protests over the stupidity of the Conservatives, letting the country rot, making it an almost 3rd World nation. Then they tried to cut back freedoms, killing, torturing. The people erupted. It was almost war. Diplomacy, and a new government had averted it - just. But he remembered the screams of some of his fellow protesters that day when he first heard the shots, some of his oldest friends running, some bleeding, some dying, the panic of the...

"Alan? You've been quiet for a while. Apart from the obvious, is there anything wrong?"

"No, Jane, I was just thinking about the whole situation. SATO seems to have us in it's hands. If the hint of a war begins, I fear we will be powerless to stop it."

He walked towards the door to his office.

"I need a short break from my work. I'll be back in about a quarter of an hour."

It must not come to war, he thought as he walked down the corridor. It must not.

I have yet to see a single diplomatic act from any SATO member towards CACE. They seem far more concerned with undermining SeOCC at any cost rather than rational and reasonable talks

Actually, I have tried twice recently. Once with Anhierarch, and the second time with Seocc. Both rejected the attempt.

OOC: Ah, but see, you're a relatively sane nation. You don't count. :wink:

Damnit, TVC, why'd you have to spoil my overblown dramatics? :wink:

OOC: Ah, but see, you're a relatively sane nation. You don't count. :wink:

So CACE policy is to reject any serious attempt of dimoplacy, and then whine about the lack of dimoplacy?

OOC: Notice the winks. I am joking around with you here.

OOC: Notice the winks. I am joking around with you here.

I was being very serious.

OOC: Ah, but see, you're a relatively sane nation. You don't count. :wink:

So CACE policy is to reject any serious attempt of dimoplacy, and then whine about the lack of dimoplacy?

For the record, CACE does not (despite what you might think) have a hierarchical leadership structure. In fact it has no leadership structure.

Therefore whether SeOCC, Anhierarch or any other individual CACE member rebukes your diplomatic advances, it does not neccessarily follow that the CACE, as a body, has rebuked you.

However, even if CACE had refused to enter into diplomatic negotiations with you, would that be a reason for war? Der angst appears to be interpreting it that way, but then again the Der Angst leadership appears to be insane.

Of course, at the present time the policy of no talk with SATO and the WBO still stands, although admitedly with the number of you crawling around our borders that has been difficult to fully implement. And just to remind everyone, the only reason the SATO/WBO policy was implemented was because neither organisation was willing to aid SeOCC anti-terrorist investigation which had led them to a er Angst bank account. At no time was Der Angst even implicated in the terrorist action, yet the response for assistance was a resounding F--- OFF. Now, someone, who isn't insane, tell me why we should be talking to SATO/WBO when they didn't appear to be willing to talk to us anyway?

[quote="Celdonia"]
Of course, at the present time the policy of no talk with SATO and the WBO still stands, [quote]

OOC: Well, you can pass through my consulates if you need to communicate. I am neither in the CACE nor SATO and I have withdrawn the most of my naval presence and all of my ground contingent from Aperin, following the transformation of the wargames into some OOC flaming :)

For the withdrawal post see earlier in this thread :wink:

OOC: So, when I get rejected by Seocc and Anhierarch, it is NOT considered the action of CACE, right?

But when Der Angst does something on his own, it IS considered to be related with SATO?

So when an individual CACE member does something, that does not reflect CACE policy per se. But when an individual SATO member does something, you do hold SATO as an organization responsible.

Wouldn't that make you guys a bunch of hypocrits?

The man on the bus hesitates a little, the radio inside the bus screams out intense messages and the man looks at the soldiers from TVC.
Silently he says for himself.
"The wouldn't...or would they?"

"Major, I'm a man without a name. A man representing the people chosen by the people. I have absolutely no authority other than the one of the people"

With a gesture of his hand everybody in his lead lowered their weapons.

"I see you value peace instead of war, that's good. But now Major we must move swiftly, I just heard on the radio that the government loyal Air Force have sent out 2 Apache helicopters to search the debris. And well if any survivors are found I can tell you that the government doesn't speak for the peoples cause and we can't ensure your wellbeing if you decide to wait...well we can't promise much more if you decide to ride with us but then you all can probably go home in a couple of weeks or so"

He listens to the radio once more and the ones in the Humwees quickly sits down inside and starts the engines.

"Major it's less than 5 minutes before the choppers will be here. So do you come or not?"

ooc: can we have the flame war on the flame war page? This is actually getting interesting.

[tag] for future reference

ooc: SR, i didn't kill your radar, only the Rubicon systems. if you have any radar networks not built into the Rubicon installations (at other sites, for instance) those still work. just for the record.

I set up an OOC thread so people can post their OOC comments there.

PLEASE UTILIZE IT!

Rase hesitated for a moment. Then, he put on finger on his earpiece and asked: "This is major Soban, does anybody here have any knowledge of the political situation in Svea Riga?".

No answer...

"Well sir, I gues we will just have to trust you. We'll load up as many of my men as possible on your vehicles, the wounded first. If you tell those who cannot be taken with us because of space limitations where you base is, they will proceed on foot. They will make sure the helicopters do not catch sight of them"

Without awaiting the man's answer, Rase turned around again, to give orders to the two lieutenants standing a few feet behind him.

"Unload every useful piece of equipment from the dropship. When you're done, strip it of all TVC markings, and delete all data and transcripts from the computers and electronics. When you're done, dump as many ammo and explosives in the dropship and detonate it. Load the wounded on the vehicles of these good people, and try to get as many of our men as possible on them. The rest proceeds on foot."

Turning back to face his host in Svea Riga, Major Soban grinned, "Shall we?"

OOC: SeOCC you're not the only one able to screwing radars up :D

IC:

”There will be much time to discuss current political situation here when we get back to the base. Are you read? Excellent then, you can ride with me, my men will provide all the C4 you’ll need to blow the dropship up”

”Mannar, lasta ombord de skadade”

The men in SFP begins to help the wounded soldiers in the Humwees and throws out anything they absolutely won’t need.

“Ohh and you can all come with us. We’ve got plenty of room left in our so called base”

When everyone is loaded in the Humwees lead by the bus begins to drive on a readied path straight into the forest. Going faster and faster while the driver avoids the trees.

“Sir 2 Apache helicopters 12 a clock, 12 km and closing in fast”…

ooc: just making sure. cool.

High up in the atmosphere two small Eye-in-the-Sky sats overviews the things happening on the ground. Checking people being loaded unto vehicles and recording helicopters and vehicles moving around in the theater. By a small creek in the wood, a great white sTAG is recorded as it lifts its great crowned head into the air and it's ears listens for its enemy.

ooc: just checking: does Vegana have permission to enter orbit above CACE territory?

ic:

The marines had all taken place on the vehicles of the unknown people. Apparently, they opposed the Svea Riga government, or at leat the government opposed them. With grim faces, the soldiers were sitting next to men and women that they had never seen before in their lives, but still they depended on these people for survival.

While major Soban sat next to the men that had functioned as the spokesperson of these people, he overheard the report of the incoming Apache helicopters. Swiftly, he gave a sharp order to some of his men. On each vehicle, on marine opened one of the chests that had been loaded on the trucks and humvees, and got out an anti air weapon. These weapons, called GrU-6 Retribution Shoulder Anti Air Missile Systems (GR-SAAMS), were specifically designed to destroy airborne targets. Retribution missiles were small, fast, heat seeking to a certain level, and designed to penetrate armor.

Rase thought for a moment, then turned to the spokesperson again. "Sir, my men are able to take out those helicopters, if we get a chance to fire on them before we get obliterated. But this is your territory, so they won't fire before you give the order. I do not know what means you posess to avoid detection and destruction, but we will help with whatever means we have."

Shouts from each of the vehicles indicated that the GR-SAAMS were locked and loaded, ready to bring down the choppers if such a course of action would become necessary.

ooc: just checking: does Vegana have permission to enter orbit above CACE territory?

ooc: a good question; long ago i tried to assert that no nation could put a satellite into orbit above my nation without permission, and was told what a tool i was, i didn't have that right to assert. if we do, in fact, have that right then chances are, no, he doesn't have permission on account of not asking for it.

ooc: just for comparison, Sisgardia shoots down anything that monitors us without permission

ooc: just for comparison, Sisgardia shoots down anything that monitors us without permission

ooc: good to know; another comparison, we (the CACE) were told by your SATO buddies that if we so much as hacked a satellite we'd be nuked.

ooc: just for comparison, Sisgardia shoots down anything that monitors us without permission

ooc: good to know; another comparison, we (the CACE) were told by your SATO buddies that if we so much as hacked a satellite we'd be nuked.

OOC: Well, when I shot down two Thelasian spy sattelites orbiting Sisgardia and then shot down two of his fighters trying to recover the data-boxes, Thelas threatened war and warped a huge fleet into the vicinity of Sisgardian orbit. I avoided the war by simply giving him back the purged data-blocks.

So I guess - yeah, you have the right to shoot a SATO sattelite down, but expect SATO to not like that at all :?
But of course, hacking into a sattelite is a whole different thing. :wink:

ooc: just for comparison, Sisgardia shoots down anything that monitors us without permission

ooc: good to know; another comparison, we (the CACE) were told by your SATO buddies that if we so much as hacked a satellite we'd be nuked.
SATO is not Sisgardia. There is a total difference there.

ooc: just for comparison, Sisgardia shoots down anything that monitors us without permission

ooc:

Ummm...

I don`t, since I would shoot down just about every commercial, as well as military, satellite that crosses sisgardian orbit due to orbital mechanics... (Or in other words, claiming to 'own orbit' is just plain dumb and deserves ignore)

Thelassian spacedy penises are something completely different...

ooc: DA, satellites that monitor us. That means: those that peak at things they are not authorized to see

So I guess - yeah, you have the right to shoot a SATO sattelite down, but expect SATO to not like that at all
But of course, hacking into a sattelite is a whole different thing.

ooc: so your logic is when they do something they shouldn't be doing and we act within our rights, they're still justified for nuking us?

and why is hacking differant? it's a hell of a lot cheaper to munge a satellite than to shoot it down.

ooc: DA, satellites that monitor us. That means: those that peak at things they are not authorized to see

Passive sensors.

It´s really hard to decide wether or not a sat monitors or not...

Besides, i simply assume that i monitor... wait, lemme think... the entire planet.

Wouldn´t like to the that thingy`s going down.

So why should i kill others?

So I guess - yeah, you have the right to shoot a SATO sattelite down, but expect SATO to not like that at all
But of course, hacking into a sattelite is a whole different thing.

and why is hacking differant? it's a hell of a lot cheaper to munge a satellite than to shoot it down.

OOC: Well, hacking means taking something over...
Shooting means destroying something, with nobody owning anything but debris.

And as of the sattelites - I am not in SATO, so I don't care. I have TNDF surveilance sattelites crossing in and out of Aperin, since there are some troops of mine in there. But well - they are never there in geosynch position :?
Can you put a sattelite into geosynch position btw? :shock:

*burmp*

We neither hack nor shoot down spy satalites, but we have a long standing policy of mooning them.

We neither hack nor shoot down spy satalites, but we have a long standing policy of mooning them.

The most effective of the three ;)

Seeing as how Cirdanistan has not showed up in nine days, the attack never happened. There is no IC knowledge of an attack, and the sub went home instead of around Aperin.

Effective immediately, Ruhr ceases to acknowledge CACE, both the nations making it up and the entire alliance, and will no longer interact with either.

Mark Peters
Ruhrian Minister of Foreign Affairs
Delegate to SATO
Delegate to the WBO

Effective immediately, Ruhr ceases to acknowledge CACE, both the nations making it up and the entire alliance, and will no longer interact with either.
OOC: Right... Interesting how I never threatened to ignore Knootoss after he opted to ignore a subplot that I wanted to insert into a particular RP (wouldn't have needed more than one or two short posts from him- not a very time consuming subplot) b/c I hadn't TM'd him prior to posting. You are getting all puffy over Cirdan not awknolaging a MASSIVE RP that you just inserted him into without as much as asking him first. And where are DA's snide posts decrying your RP ettiquite?
What's worse you are ignoring his allies because they observed proper RP ettiquite by ignoring the attack until Cirdan chose to awkonege it.

It is your right to ignore whatever you want, but please realize that it was Cirdan's perogative to ignore this RP as you had not asked him if he wanted to play, and we could not aknowlege it until Cirdan did.

Seeing as how Cirdanistan has not showed up in nine days, the attack never happened. There is no IC knowledge of an attack, and the sub went home instead of around Aperin.

Effective immediately, Ruhr ceases to acknowledge CACE, both the nations making it up and the entire alliance, and will no longer interact with either.


Cirdanistan has not logged into NS for nine days, so he's hardly just ignoring your thread is he now?

As for being ignored by you - I won't lose any sleep over it.

ooc: Well, we can still see how The Vortex Corporation fares in the Evil and Mad Nation of Svea Riga. :D

I wonder what happened to Cirdanistan... he seems to have discovered that there's a world beyond the internet... or, at least, I've heard there is.

ooc: Well, we can still see how The Vortex Corporation fares in the Evil and Mad Nation of Svea Riga. :D

I wonder what happened to Cirdanistan... he seems to have discovered that there's a world beyond the internet... or, at least, I've heard there is.

LIES!

ooc: just checking: does Vegana have permission to enter orbit above CACE territory?

ic:

The marines had all taken place on the vehicles of the unknown people. Apparently, they opposed the Svea Riga government, or at leat the government opposed them. With grim faces, the soldiers were sitting next to men and women that they had never seen before in their lives, but still they depended on these people for survival.

While major Soban sat next to the men that had functioned as the spokesperson of these people, he overheard the report of the incoming Apache helicopters. Swiftly, he gave a sharp order to some of his men. On each vehicle, on marine opened one of the chests that had been loaded on the trucks and humvees, and got out an anti air weapon. These weapons, called GrU-6 Retribution Shoulder Anti Air Missile Systems (GR-SAAMS), were specifically designed to destroy airborne targets. Retribution missiles were small, fast, heat seeking to a certain level, and designed to penetrate armor.

Rase thought for a moment, then turned to the spokesperson again. "Sir, my men are able to take out those helicopters, if we get a chance to fire on them before we get obliterated. But this is your territory, so they won't fire before you give the order. I do not know what means you posess to avoid detection and destruction, but we will help with whatever means we have."

Shouts from each of the vehicles indicated that the GR-SAAMS were locked and loaded, ready to bring down the choppers if such a course of action would become necessary.

Let's stay with the story and save the ooc stuff for the ooc thread

”Yes shot them down” As soon as the man spoke 2 rockets was fired against the helicopters. Their evasive maneuvers were pointless against the heat-seeking rockets and both the helicopters were totally destroyed.

“Good, good. That’ll hinder them for at least a couple of minutes”

The convoy continued for some minutes, the terrain changed from grassy forest to rocky. Bunkers blown into small cliffs surrounded them, the bunkers were manned and eyes followed the convoy every meter it took, getting closer to their main camp.

“Ah the bunkers from the great liberation war against Skargarden. They were evacuated last year when the economy nearly collapsed and soldiers were fired in thousands”

The man picks up a phone speaks some words you do not understand and immediately the ground begins to shiver. The convoy makes no sign of slowing down. And now racing towards a mountain wall. Getting closer and closer while the driver increases the speed of the bus. When the bus were only some 50 meters from the wall a huge door suddenly opened exposing a sloping tunnel down inside the hills. After another 10 min drive you enter a room filled with weapons, people, food storages. Everything seems to stop when you enter the chamber them men and women watches you with suspicion, the children some as young as 5 runs along the convoy cheering for the new arrivals.

The bus stops and the men begins to unload their goods.

“Welcome to our base Major”

OOC: The base is an enormous ex-bunker able to host 50’000 people. It’s got more than 35 levels down into the earth and 3 upwards. Everything is made of steel and concrete. There’s about 30’000+ people living there from all over Svea Riga. Many of them are children.

And can the others please keep the OOC stuff for the OOC thread?
Edit:Oh it's locked!

You are getting all puffy over Cirdan not awknolaging a MASSIVE RP that you just inserted him into without as much as asking him first. And where are DA's snide posts decrying your RP ettiquite?
What's worse you are ignoring his allies because they observed proper RP ettiquite by ignoring the attack until Cirdan chose to awkonege it.

Hmmm... when I blockaded Amerigo without asking his permission at the outset of the Amerigan Slaver War, nobody objected to that. (Well RP-wsie, that is.)

God bless,

The Republic of Syskeyia

"Allright people, unload our equipment, and then help these people unload theirs. We're guests here, so act like you're visiting your grandparents"

Between the sudden chaos of people walking from and two the vehicles, Rase tried to find the spokesperson that had lead them here. After a few minutes of effort, he finally found him overseeing the onloading of the school bus.

"Sir, thank you for bringing us here. It must be a sign of great trust, and the absence of hostility at the very least. Tell me, is there anybody in charge here that we could speak? I would feel much more comfortable if I knew what exactly is going on in this country"

While asking his question, the major noticed his marines were making themselves useful. Especially the small contingent of special forces was steadily unloading supplies from the bus, with helpful hands receiving them and taking them to a place where they would not lie in the way.

[OOC: i will acknowledge the RP in principle, *but* i don't have much time to RP responses, so i'd like it all kept to a speed i cna keep up with while logging on very irregularly and almost certainly no more than once a week until my X-mas vacation at least (it starts on the 20th). And i'd like a resume of what everyone is trying to do to me, as well, and hopefully have it up to date next time i come on.now, time for me to get a forst answer ready...]

OOC:
...:::**NOTICE OF UNIGNORE**:::...

As Cirdanistan has acknowledged the attack we will acknowledge their existence. As could have been read in the OOC thread we "counterignored anyone who ignored this attack." As such, our standing policy remains so and will be implemented accordingly.

A statement regarding the Knootian foreign policy position will be released in due time. The government is expected to follow allied nations in this.

That said, I also have very little time untill the Christmas holydays. :)

EDIT: Knoot here, posting with his colony puppet.

[OOC: i don't have time fopr thread shifting, so i'll post ooc here...
1) how far out is that damn sub? what's it's position on the map of Aperin? and how the heck is it guiding it's missiles? GPS, i presume?
2) i strongly suspect your RP of a clean escape to be just a bit godmoded....after all, you don't know where my (or Celdnoia's, or Anhierarch's, or First Outside's) naval forces are, now do you?]

[2) i strongly suspect your RP of a clean escape to be just a bit godmoded....after all, you don't know where my (or Celdnoia's, or Anhierarch's, or First Outside's) naval forces are, now do you?]

Satellites do the trick.

Seeing as how Cirdanistan has not showed up in nine days, the attack never happened. There is no IC knowledge of an attack, and the sub went home instead of around Aperin.

Effective immediately, Ruhr ceases to acknowledge CACE, both the nations making it up and the entire alliance, and will no longer interact with either.


Cirdanistan has not logged into NS for nine days, so he's hardly just ignoring your thread is he now?

As for being ignored by you - I won't lose any sleep over it.

Good sir, Celdonia. That is what I meant by nine days. That he has not logged in for NINE days. I, quite frankly, do not care about this RP enough any more to truly bother with your organisation or its members. I am not officially ignoring you all, you just cease to be a threat or problem to Ruhr, the Black Diamond Initiative.

Have a safe holiday season and good luck in life. Bye-bye now.

-Ruhr-

Let's stay with the story and save the ooc stuff for the ooc thread
The OOC thread seems to have been locked for some reason or another.

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=99390&highlight=

[OOC: i will acknowledge the RP in principle, *but* i don't have much time to RP responses, so i'd like it all kept to a speed i cna keep up with while logging on very irregularly and almost certainly no more than once a week until my X-mas vacation at least (it starts on the 20th). And i'd like a resume of what everyone is trying to do to me, as well, and hopefully have it up to date next time i come on.now, time for me to get a forst answer ready...]

The attack never happened. Merry christmas.

Let's stay with the story and save the ooc stuff for the ooc thread
The OOC thread seems to have been locked for some reason or another.

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=99390&highlight=

Because it is locked because of the flaming. If we can keep this to specific RP related OOC, then it is fine.

The attack never happened, since exams are coming up and I've realised this has become a bitchfest. If you wish to continue, Cirdanistan then very well. If you have read the OOC thread, you would see exactly where I fired from, where the sub came from, how it got there, how it got there undetected, and a few questions on how you plan on tracking it.

It is OOC knowledge because the trip and its operations are very, very secret. If you plan on accepting this attack, then I will be more than happy to answer your questions more OOC knowledge.

Have a nice day,
-Ruhr-

Let's stay with the story and save the ooc stuff for the ooc thread
The OOC thread seems to have been locked for some reason or another.

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=99390&highlight=

Because it is locked because of the flaming. If we can keep this to specific RP related OOC, then it is fine.

The attack never happened, since exams are coming up and I've realised this has become a bitchfest. If you wish to continue, Cirdanistan then very well. If you have read the OOC thread, you would see exactly where I fired from, where the sub came from, how it got there, how it got there undetected, and a few questions on how you plan on tracking it.

It is OOC knowledge because the trip and its operations are very, very secret. If you plan on accepting this attack, then I will be more than happy to answer your questions more OOC knowledge.

Have a nice day,
-Ruhr-

Ruhr,

These threads always end in bitchfests, that's why I've been asking people not to force us into RP for some tme. It's just not pleasant.

Your post didn't make it clear that you knew Cirdanistan had been offline for nine days, and your announcement that you were having nothing to do with any CACE member (and that's still fine by me, for reasons previously stated) pretty much implied that you thought you were being ignored.

Anyway, if it never happened then suits me. I've not got a lot of time at the moment either.

I am not officially ignoring you all, you just cease to be a threat or problem to Ruhr, the Black Diamond Initiative.

just for the record, because someone locked our ooc thread, we were never a threat to you. we never drew up war plans, even as a contingency, we dever deployed troops anywhere outside of Aperin, etc etc. really. so you can rest quite assured we're not going to bother you because we were never interested in attacking anyone in the first place.

ooc: As SeOCC said. You can reference all those white room threads in which we continually plotted and schemed to... er... not go to war. You must have seen them.

Annnnnyway, since our old OOC thread is locked, may I ask that the working out of any details related to the old storyline be plotted here (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2298899#2298899), in what is probably not terribly ironically my 666th post. Hail the Beast. Grarwr!

”I guess the one in charge here would be me, until they send someone from HQ. If you want to talk we can go someplace quiet”

He opens one of the iron doors and enters a room, it’s warm and comfortable, seats and couches are placed by the walls. In the middle their a projector, currently offline.
He closes the door and sits down.

“Please sit down, so what do you want to know?”

Taking his seat, Rase decided to get right to the point.

"Well, we're a foreign military unit stranded in a country of which we know little to nothing. So I do have a lot of questions for you. What is your name? Who are these people and what is the name of their organization? What is the political situation in this nation? Why were those choppers coming at us?

...I...ehm...I'm sorry if this is a bit too much, but I am responsible for the wellbeing of the troops under my command. I can't ensure that if I don't have an idea of the situation we're in..."

OOC: A bit late, but... may I join? If not, please tell me so...

OOC: A bit late, but... may I join? If not, please tell me so...

Yeah, it is closed. Sorry you missed it, but really only CACE, WBO, and SATO nations know what is going on...and between them only a select few know.

OOC: Sorry for the late reply but school and stuff is stealing my time.

IC: "Well the times have changed since you came here, we're no longer considered refugess in our own nation. The corrupt government have been thrown out, you can feel safe...for now!"

The man stands up and walks through the door.
Another man speaks to the party "You must get some sleep now, I've arranged some beds to be set up in here and in the room next to it. Further questions will be answered tomorrow in the capital"

OOC: A bit late, but... may I join? If not, please tell me so...

Yeah, it is closed. Sorry you missed it, but really only CACE, WBO, and SATO nations know what is going on...and between them only a select few know.

Ai. Damn. Ah, well.

OOC: You still haven't given me the forum passwords for the BDI...

After thanking his host again for his hospitality, major Soban made his way back into the caves, where he asked a man passing by where his men had been brought. After getting directions, he found them after several minutes, in a large room. Most of them were softly talking to each other about their current situation, but others were focussing on their equipment, cleaning their rifles, checking their ammunition and making sure that they would be ready for a fight.

Surely, in a country where attack helicopters try to give you a free reunion with your great-grandparents, one would have to be ready for anything. As the major entered, the men and women under his command jumped up and saluted. After the 'at ease' from Soban, they took their places again, after which the major told them that the unit would spend the night with the Svea Rigans.

"That is all. If something unexpected happens, ask one of their people what is going on before you interfere. We hardly know anything about the current situation here, and there is no use in making it worse."

On his way out, Rase got a list from one of his sergeants...the casualty list. Of the 120 soldiers, 4 pilots, plus the major himself, 9 had eventually not survived the crash and its aftermath...