NationStates Jolt Archive

Groombridge System, 11.9 LY from Sol
March 1, 2227

The first of the many Ormsby class arsenal cruisers began to line up for the fold jump through space. Eleven point nine light years would take about two minutes at optimal speed, but the ships would be moving at less than optimal, making the short jump in a little more than five minutes.

Behind the three heavy cruisers were two Northamptons modified for troop carrying, and on board were several thousand Marines from the Imitora Colonial Marine Corps' Sixth Orbital Assault brigade. Armed with CPA-10 body armor and the M51A Pulse Weapon, they were more than a force to be reckoned with.

And behind these ships were four more cruisers, Halcyon light assault cruisers. These ships were charged with the duty of searching out possible threats in the drop zone. The force was similar to a force projection fleet, but lacking the few Phikeia interceptor ships or a set of Northamptons built for combat.

The ships were arranged in a loose echlon for the jump, and withint seconds, they dissapeared into the blackness of space.

OOC: Good sensores should pick this up, more as the situation develops

Orbiting Nereid, a SBR satelite used for the detection of incoming star fleets, had been nearng its apocol when it detected the fleet entering the Solar System. Their motions were tracked to a heading towards Earth.
The Emperor, curently residing in Moontian's capital city, Auburn; was alerted, and the troop buildup that had started a month ago in private for another threat was announced in a news conference an hour ago. The Flamewall Fleet was sent to assist the planetary defenses.

March 1, 2227

Sandra walked into her Comms Room with a smile on her face... this had been the person she'd been wanting to talk to for over a year...

Sandra waited until Lois's face shown up on the Comms Screen "I'm very glad you guys will be coming, things may be getting a bit crazy here soon and we're going to need all of the help we can get. I read over the reports and you said that you will be sending your ships through any moment now, excellent timing... Soon, soon we can prove the strength of our coalition."

Sandra sat drinking a glass of Canadian Mist whiskey, she raises her glass and says to Lois "To 'Operation: Blackmail The Universe'"

The communication blackout lasted a little more than five minutes, and then the first of the ships appeared in Sol. The ships were moving fast in an attack like manuever. The Ormsby class ships moved ahead of the group, holding the echlon in order to create a wedge which the Northamptons held behind.

Fleet Admiral Lois Powell Watched through the veiw screen of her ship, an Ormsby class christend The Star Hunter, and sipped from a mug of coffee. She looked over deployment reports, assault plans, and the like. She looked over the reports for the attack from her own ship, and noted how she would most effectivly attack.

She contacted Sandra soon after she entered so called 'Earth-range', or about forty minutes of mid speed flight from earth. When Sandra's face came up on the comm screen, she spoke softly, but with an air of power.

"I agree. This is gonna be a good fight, and I think it'll be a great way to get our little alliance known. We are about forty minutes from Earth orbit, and are planning a early geo sinc orbit over Imitora. However, before the attack, we will adjust our orbit. If you'd like, I can send down the commander of the ground forces to settle coordination issues."

She held up her coffee mug, and took a sip of the brown liquid.

Sandra took in the information and took another sip of the whiskey... "It would be easier for you to put your ships in a geosynchronous orbit somewhere over the Pacific Ocean, You may send your commander down to meet with my forces. Send him to the SCG Tower, some of my people will be waiting for him."

Sandra then called down to the lobby and informed them that someone will be coming later to see me and my military coordinators. "Is there anything else that needs to be mentioned?"

"Hmmm, yes, that would be better."

Lois looked over a set of maps, and picked a remote spot over the Pacific ocean not claimed by anyone. When the ships were in orbit, she 'radioed' to the commander of one of the Northamptons, and moments later, the Stargazer slid forward, and the bright light of an MD-15L Blackfoot dropship left the bay of the large frigate.

It entered atmosphere moments later, and speed towards the SGC Tower, broadcasting friendly signals. The drop ship came into a hover over the tower, requesting permision to land.

With the Flamewall Fleet orbiting earth just outside the Van Allen Belts, and the SBR platforms in Earth orbit watching the skies carefully, the incoming fleet was tracked to geosync orbits above the Pacific. The captain in charge of the flagship Flaming Arrow sent a message to the nearest frigate of the fleet:

"Greetings. Your ships have been tracked here from Neptune. I would appreciate a reason as to why your ships have appeared wthout prior knowledge, and your intentions. We are not hostile, but will defend ourselves if attacked."

As The Star Hunter began thrust manuevers to hold its position, a hailing signal form the Moontian fleet was recieved, and responded to promptly.

[code:1:cc8f6384f6]
Our ships have arived as part of a private training operation between seveal nations whose joint forces have come to an agreement that more training is needed among our forces. The operation will provide further strength to our alliances, and promote good will. All our intentions are indeed our intentions, and none of your concern. That is all
[/code:1:cc8f6384f6]

Around back of the SCG Tower at the landing pad, a group of military leaders went to meet the Imitoran commander "Welcome to the Federated States of Sovereign California, come with us." With that they escorted the Imitoran commander up to the penthouse of the SCG Tower, where Sandra and several other military leaders sat around a table discussing plans. On the farthest wall stood a large screen and on it a detailed map of the Pacific Rim.

As soon as her other military leaders and the Imitoran commander entered the room Sandra turned and greeted them "Welcome LtCol. Jimmy Nguyen. I am sure you are well aware of the situation taking place... please take a seat." Sandra then stepped back towards the digital map of the Pacific Rim. "For many years since the inception of our nation, we have had to expand the Sovereign Federation at the expense of other nations... including the United States of America, which has been defeated at the hands of the Sovereign Federation. Since then we have gained somewhat of a bad reputation as being an expansionist empire... Let me tell you this, when the United States pushed westward across the North American continent they justified their expansionism with their popular term "Manifest Destiny". But I tell you here that as a nation we are expanding not because we feel it is the will of some god or that of anyone else... but that of our own wills, our nation must expand to survive. We cannot go east... we cannot go north... there is nothing of interest to the south... therefore it is our only option to go west. it is then with the plan taken into consideration that we make our move on the Pacific Rim soon."

Sandra used a small laser device "The area within the red line is claimed by the Sovereign Federation, as soon as these Objectives are fulfilled" pointing at the list of targets and plans... "Your nations can take whatever you want in this region... just keep in mind not to take anything of mine" she said causing some of the military leaders to laugh "We must work together... as one, as a coalition. Then, and only then will this plan work... How many of you are with me?"

Sandra stood with her arms folded across her chest as she looked over the table.

Ngyuen looked over the highlighted areas of the map. Vietnam lay just outside the California claim, and he smiled. He and his brother, the current Duke of Norpoia, married to the Iansisleanian Duchess Elizabeth Callahan, were both of Vietnamese descent. And he wanted his ancestrial home for his birth home.

He smiled and nodded. He spoke flawlessly, with little noticable accent. "Imitora is with you. All we ask is we are given Vietnam. I have over two thousand strike troops ready to move at a moments notice, plus many more at a single call. Further, Fleet Admiral Powell can bring forth many more ships under her command."

Jimmy took his seat, and looked around the room.
_____________

On the landing pad, several forms seemed to emerge from thin air, bradishing menacing looking rifles, and standing in aggresive armor. One raised his hand in a sign of peace and docility instead of agression, and spoke, his voice comming through clear on the intercom to the C&A gaurds.

"Whats up? Ready to get to work and kick some ass?"

OOC: CPA-25 Special Operations Armor System (http://www.conceptart.org/artist/feng-zhu/images/feng-zhu-8b.jpg)

After receiving the reply to the original hail, the Flamewall Fleet stood down and watched passively for any move to attack the Antarctic homeland.

Commander Cunningham of the Neptune mining station stared blankly at the sensors.

"What is it?"

"It's a military fleet sir, heading for Earth."

The Commander growled.

"You woke me up for this? you're gettin' paranoid miner! Military fleets fly through this sector all the time... Perhaps you'd better see the nurse. You need somthin' to calm down with."

The miner left the room. Cunningham sighed.

"Why do they send me such wimpy men?"

tag

bump

*tag for prepping my rogue(yes, spelt properly, it is!) task force still wandering and shooting holes in the Milky Way*

*Tag and bump*

*bump*