NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Yes, I spoke of this to the ANL player.
IC:

Official Announcement of the United States of Allanea

A deal has been accomplished between the United States of Allanea and the United Socialist Republic of Aztec National League. In exchange for Allanean protection and monetary aid [one billion Allanean dollars annually], the ANL will allow the United States and it’s allies to build military bases in its territory to protect Allanean and ANL interests in the region. We thank ANL for their cooperation with the United States government.

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Chihuahua, ANL

Colonel Jones, USMC, lifted his binoculars as he watched the monstrous BWB transport taxi to it’s place on the airfield., hastily constructed for it by Allanean engineering troops. Within hours, it and it’s likes would carry in an entire military brigade, people, tanks and all. At first, there would be little amenities- and even landing those monster craft was a little bit dangerous. But in a few weeks, the military base here would become more “official”, pre-cast buildings replacing tents, permanent runways replacing the shoddy worksmanship that the oversized cargo plane struggled onto. Colonel Jones shuddered of what even a little mistake could cause – the plane right now was full of Allanean Marines, and with it’s capacity a mistake would have been terrible.

Within hours, he thought, the Hermosilans would consider themselves very, very lucky. Near Chihuahua, the first base of the Rapid Deployment Force – formerly the Second South-East Army Group – was being built. It would house the Regional Support Division of the 31st Army Corps, and two mechanized infantry brigades that belonged to it.

This alone would be good – for the local economy, for the safety of the locals, and – Colonel Jones grinned – for the entertainment of the young and beautiful females in Chihuahua. But this would not be all. The town would also be the place of the Allied Theater Command, of the headquarters of the 1st Charlton Heston Air Armada – above all – the entire USMC. In total, about 150,000 soldiers would be quartered in the proximity of the city. The military airfields in its vicinity would house two hundred RB-225 Megafortress bombers and three hundred F-16A fighter-bombers. If that wasn’t enough, he thought, there soon would be more.

Mazatlan, ANL

“Holy mother of God!” – breathed out the ANL representative, as he saw the large aircraft carriers appear on the horizon. – “I see we are going to be pretty safe, now!”

There probably was some irony in his voice. Admiral Linensky pretended not to notice. “You will. And rich too – those sailors will come ashore, ya know – eat and your restaurants, rest in your saunas, what-have-you. That means money, jobs, prosperity. And, frankly, where I protected by five Allanean aircraft carriers, each carrying seventy F-16A’s, I’d feel pretty safe, my self. We’ll also build an airfield to house 100 Howard Dean stratetic bombers and their support crews – build by your people of course, paid for by us. Say hello to the United States Ships George W. Bush, Ayn Rand, Frederick Bastiat, Jim Bowie[/I and Davie Crockett.”

The ANL representative could only gasp.

El Pasoi, ANL

“Additionally, three infantry brigades will be deployed near El Paso each – for a total of sixty thousand troops. An Assault Brigade – modern-day cavalry, using crewed and single-driver Traveller class ATV’s will patrol the border with California and Alaska.” – said Jeremy Crowford of the Allanean Army Spokesman unit as he unfolded a large map in front of the reporters.

“Additionally, the First Stage Deployment will mean that three hundred fifty F-16A’s will be deployed from airfields on Isla Islas De Marias. Los Muchia will be come the home of a Powered Armour Brigade and a Winged Assault/Air Assault Brigade, as well as two mechanised infantry brigades.

He smiled: “Finally, FSD will include the posting of ten Arleigh Burke-P missile cruisers in Puerto Vallarta.”

The Untied Socialist Republic of Aztec National League is glad to have been able to work out this deal with the United States of Allanea. This deal will benefit both nations greatly in countless ways. I hope this will be the beginning of an lasting friendship between our two nations and our nations' militaries.

-Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli

OOC note: The ANL base in Chihuahua was indeed, rather shoddy. This is an rarity, all of my other bases aren't like that.

Over the Pacific, 25 miles from ANL Airspace

The wing of fighters literaly sailed through the sky, moving suprisingly slowly for their sleek design. The cloud of aircraft, the new F/A-96E Archangelsks, was moving slowly to make it known they posesed no threat. Well, that in reality was a lie. They infact were some of the deadliest aircraft around. However, their flight was that of friendship.

150 in all, spread out over three air fields, were comming in now, and another 50 were being preped for transport. The aircraft were loaded in mixed numbers, with two thirds being set up for ground attack and SEAD, while the other fifty being set up for escort and air superiority enforcement. The Archangelsks landed at their assigned air bases, 50 at each.

OOC: Sorry for an increadably shitty post, Im trying to direct two tactical assaults at once, figure out what Im gonna type for a paper, and getting ready to go have dinner wiht a former CIA Agent.

ANL-Sonora Border

The engines roared as the Ariel Sharon combat bulldozers went to work, creating the beginnings of what would be a long anti-tank ditch stretching along the Sonora border. A few meters behind that ditch, troops were digging – thousands of troops, stretched out as far the eye could see. This particular platoon was singing a cadence as their spades cut the ground rhytmically, burrowing deeper. It was a marching cadence, but it went good with digging, too – or so the Platoon Sergeant thought.

Up in the morning, outta the rack
Greeted at dawn with an early attack
First Sergeant rushes me off to chow
But I dont need it anyhow

Meter after meter, the troops dug into the ground, creating a complex front-line trench system – with tank emplacements for the George W. Bush Mark II’s and Jeffrey Dahlmer IFV’s, individual firing positions for the machinegunners fortified with logs and sandbags, and dug-in reinforced positions for AA and self-propelled cannon slightly behind the lines.

http://www.armor.kiev.ua/army/fort/dzot.gif


Even further back, building was done by ANL locals companies – thousands of locals were hired and found jobs creating “temporary” underground bunkers for brigade headquarters. Eighty additional mechanized infantry brigades – 800,000 more combat troops – were spread out along this border. While the main purpose of the Rapid Deployment Force was do defend Allanean interests in the region, it would also defend ANL from Californian aggression if it happened – and it had to be ready for that, too.

Behind the lines – some ten miles back – the eight regional support Divisions made their bases in equal intervals from each other. The Sonora Border was also patrolled by eight Assault – modernised cavalry – brigades. Eight powered armour brigades stood as back up near Culiacan. Eight more air-assault/winged assault brigades stood by at Chihuahua.


* * * *
Hail O' Hail O' Infantry
Queen of battle follow me
An airborne ranger’s life for me
O' nothing in this world is free

Brigadier-General Alexei Tonkin surveyed his troops dig in as he pondered the defense prepared for the stretch of border between the Sonora Border and El Paso – ten more mechanized infantry brigades, and an air assault brigade stationed near El Paso – and a powered armour brigade, too. A cavalry brigade patrolled the border. Was that too little? – the General asked himself.

Then he erased the thought from his mind. The Allaneans were here in force – one million combat troops and their support. The RDF provided jobs for hundreds of thousands of previously unemployed. Their very presense was a blessing for ANL – but the General knew it wasn’t enough. When you take in foreign troops you expect them to protect your people. That’s what soldiers do anyway – protect. And while the goal of the Rapid Deployment force was not to protect ANL, he knew they owed that to the locals – and if the need arised, they’d repay it.

In full.

Somewhere, the troops were still singing:

Early at night its drizzilin' rain
I am hit and feel no pain
But in my heart I have no fear
Because my ranger God is here

Tenochitilán, México, ANL…
Grand Union Chambers…

“Sir,” Minister of War Warrior-General Tlanextic Zazanilli walked up to Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli and got his attention. “Look, we need to talk about a very serious matter.”

“Sure, shall we walk into the office?” Asked the Premier.

“Considering the importance, yes.”

Premier Quetzalcoatl and General Tlanextic walked into the office. Premier Quetzalcoatl turned behind him and closed the door. He then walked over to his chair and sat down. General Tlanextic sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk.

“Sir,” began Tlanextic, “This is not another objection about the military bases, however, I need to implore you to not cut back on our troops on our northern borders.”

Premier Quetzalcoatl sat back in his chair, “The defense of our nation surely can not be ‘outsourced’ to other foreigners, however, the military presence will be absolutely amazing. Surely we do not need as much troops as usual in the northern sections.”

“I disagree, while we indeed want to cooperate with our new partners, I would still like to have a strong ANL presence there.”

“Perhaps you’re correct. All right, this is what I what I want, send more troops to our Air Core and Jaguar Warrior Infantry bases in Guaymas and Ciudad Juarez. Also, increase our Navy and Red Guard presence at Puerto Peñasco. Also, have the missile defense triad system re-activated. I know our SAM and navy defense systems are functional, but the satellite system has been dormant for about a year now.”

“Yes, sir.”

[OOC: Allanea gave me permission to post this over IRC.]

Somewhere Nearby...
Three hundred unmarked black helicopters made their toward the main Allanean base. While unmarked, it was obvious to the observer to whom they belonged. The helicopters were Advanced Nanakan Army Helicopters II (ANAH IIs) and were especially designed for stealth. While anyone could have ANAH IIs, no nation who owned them would have any motive, means, or opportunity to be flying near Aztec National League. No nation except Nanakaland, that is.

Nanakaland had a motive, but it was unclear. It probably was a motive shared with Allanea. The means and opportunity were clear, however. The Nanakan-owned nations of NBC and MSNBC were nearby. Those three hundred ANAH IIs could fit six thousand troops. Enough for an invasion. However, they were not going to invade Aztec National League. They had a different target in mind.

The helicopters were unmarked black helicopters not to disguise Nanakan troops but to rather give a stealthier approach. Any move during the night would make the stealthy ANAH IIs nearly invisible. ANAHs usually carried special forces. That meant that something was to happen. Something soon.

The ANAH IIs approached the Allanean outpost. Neither side opened fire. It was almost as if the Allanean forces were expecting the mysterious helicopters The helicopters started to land. Colonel James L. Roberts, the leader of the helicopter team, was among the first to step out.

"We are ready for mobilization upon your word," Colonel Roberts told the Allanean commander of the base in Chihuahua.

P.S. Nanakaland is a March 2003 nation resurrected last November.

Allanean Air Force Base Near Chihuahua

It seemed the very air was shaking – plane after plane after plane was landing to the newly-made temporary airfields. Dozens of F-16, Howard Deans, RB-225 Megafortresses landed here, shocking even Brigadier General Alfonso Karamazov, commander of the Second Air Armada with it’s sheer might. Even through the supposedly sound-proof walls of his new residence, the noise of the engines would not be denied..

He swore. He was starting to have a headache, and the day was yet long – the entire Air Armada was supposed to set up near this city – nearly two thousand planes all in all.

The glass of the window shook noisily as another Megafortress began setting up to land, passing only about two hundred yards above the Brigadier General’s roof. It’s belly, he knew, was now loaded not with the two hundred fifty tons of bombs that could erase a small vilage from the map, but with supplies – food, building equipment, spare parts – needed to set up the new airfields for the Chihuahua Allied Airbase.

He clenched his teeth and reached for an aspirin. This was going to be a long day.

Allanean Air Force Base, somewhere in the desert of Mexico

“Gentlemen!” – began Brigadier General Donald Resnick – “Our job is an easy one! We have to set up an airfield for only the heavy planes – only, I say, because as I speak, a battlegroup of ten Nimitz-P-class aircraft carriers is deploying in the Pacific, backed up by ten Sea Raptor-class submarines and twenty Arleigh-Burke-P-class missile cruisers. They will carry 850 F-16-A aircraft. The rest will be based off an airbase near the very border. This is done for reasons known only to the High Command – so you should just be happy that you have less work to do – just runways and facilities for about six hundred heavy aircraft.”

The applause was not overly enthusiastic.

Allied Airforce Base, Atlantic Island, Allanea

Marshal Thomas Krumm waved indifferently as he surveyed the “ranks” of the five Air Armada’s based off this island – long, similar rows of aircraft tails, wings, noses. On every tail shone the sign of the Allanean Air Force – a blue St. Andrews cross with thirteen stars one it, as the number of States in Allanea, on a red background. It was newly introduced, thought to be a psychological weapon against some foes – why that, Krumm could not fathom.

But it was not his job – as long as the planes could carry bombs, he did not care – and those certainly could.

Minas Faerie, Allanea

Alexander Kirillovich Kazansky was pleased. Very pleased. It was all going according to plan.

OOC: This is done with the permission of the Mirkaian player, on NS.

<LandhawkI, as Mirkai, give Allanea permission to buy and use my troops for this RP, and currently, this RP only. I am not yet actively RPing, but he requested that he be able to use my soldiers in an RP, so I said yes.

<LandHawk> Also, I won't be monitering what he does with them. So if he pisses you off, please don't preemptively ignore me.

IC:

The sky over the Allanean positions filled with the noise of feather and wing, as if thousands of eagles were descending on the area. In fact, those were no eagles, but the Mirkaian Volunteer Corps, here at behest of the Allanean president. Right now, they were sating their Hunger for humans with synthethic flesh, but soon, they would have different food – and lots of it.

United Allied Command, ANL, Mexico

The troops were ready. The aircraft were fueled. The bombs were in the bays. The orders where already given. From the Allanean aircraft carriers in the pacific, hundreds – literally – of aircraft rose. More, from the bases in ANL itself. Soon, the battle would begin.

At the command center, Lieutenant Albert Morrison flinched slightly at the bright light of the powerful electric lamps as he asked his question:

“Marshal… so why are we protecting the Aztec National League? Aren’t they a socialist nation?”

The Marshal smiled patronizingly. “So, son, you don’t know yet? I thought everybody knew.”

“Knew what, Marshal?” asked Morrison in surprise, even as realisation was beginning to seep in.

The Marshal smiled. He couldn’t answer yet, as the howl of two hundred Megafortress bombers shook the building. Only as the insane roar died down was he able to speak.

“We’re not protecting them, son. Quite the opposite, actually.”

Chihuahua, ANL, Mexico

The Allanean air base nearby has long become a fact of life to the people of Chihauha. The Allanean planes training in the air nearby where not seen as enemies, but as friends. That, as the locals would learn, was wrong.

Within minutes, one hundred Allanean F-16A fighter-bombers swept low over the city. Each carried a couple of Maverick air-to-ground missiles. And they used them on the government buildings – the police stations, the city hall, the army recruitment office, every possible seat of power. Then, another group of planes passed. Then another. Within the first ten minutes of the attack, three hundred aircraft, six hundred missiles.

But it was not yet the end. Just as this went on, two hundred Megafortress bombers spread out from the Allanean airbase near Chihahua. Each had a capacity of 250 tons of bombs. They dropped them on train intersections. Roads. Power stations. ANL runways. The goal was to paralyze the nation.

Islas De Marias

Here, it was simple. The infantry and powered armour brigades were ordered to sweep through the island, massacring all military and police agents. With the sheer amount of Allanean troops, the Islas De Marias would be under Allanaean control by sunset.
The aircraft on the islands rose off, flying to bomb some target within Mexico, hoping to get there before the advantage of surprise wore off.

[NOTE: The dialogue was RPed in IRC and then trasfered to this RP post.]

Allanean Chihuahua Base, ANL, Mexico
"What the hell is going on here?" asked Colonel Roberts. "So we're not moving into California?"

Marshal Williamson blinked. "You mean nobody ever briefed about Blueprint Bravo?"

"Blueprint Bravo!? If we're not moving into California, then why is the base mobilizing like a... battle?"

"We're moving into ANL, Colonel."

"But we're the defending force of ANL!"

"We are? Colonel, don't tell me you were not properly briefed. 'Defendng force' is disinformation. We're here to protect Allanean and allied interests in the area. In this case, said interests involve the occpation of Mexico and other parts of ANL."

"The occupation of Mexico..." Colonel Roberts thought for a moment and then said, "How do I benefit from it?"

"The usual Colonel. Combat pay. Medals. Money if we seize government assets - and everything here is a government asset - and the feeling of satisfaction from doing your duty."

"Understood," replied the colonel. "Six thousand strong forces are here. We will do your bidding. Where to?"

"Our job is to paralyze the govrenmental-military infrastructure of the area. That is the objective. How to do it... that is your expertise."

“Damn those capitalists! I should have never had trusted them.” Yelled out Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli. These last few days have been miserable, but this was by far the worst. He looked at his Minister of War, Chief Warrior-General Tlanextic Zazanilli and said, “The military must be prepared and be mobilized for battle in a couple of hours.”

“You know it will take more then an few days to get the entire military ready.” The General said with some anger and despair.

“Just get it ready as soon as possible! What’s the status?”

“Well, they’re attacking Chihuahua and Islas Marias. We don’t have much of any force at Isla de Marias, but, we can get a large naval fleet and Air Force taskforce there in about 6 hours from Manzanillo. With Chihuahua, we can get the Red Air Core to send MiGs and fire missiles from Delicias and Cuidad Juarez in about 2 hours. We can get JWIs and Red Guardsmen there in about 5 hours from Hidalgo del Parrel.”

“Do it, I have a press conference to make.”

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Several minutes later, the Premier gave a speech on the backstabbing.

“Today, we have witnessed a terrible act. In the interest of friendship, the ANL allowed the nation of Allanea and her allies to station troops and build three bases in the northern states of our nation. We looked at this opportunity as an ability to over look our differences and bring together socialist and capitalist nations. We looked upon this as an opportunity to create peace between our nations. Yet, they decided to throw away this opportunity and resorted treachery.

It is with bitter disappointment that I must announce Allanea and her allies have begun attacks against the ANL. Currently, the city of Chihuahua and Las Isla de Marias is under heavy attack. They caught us off guard and stabbed us in the back. This speaks volumes of what these nations stand for. However, we will not back down, and we will not give up. This act of base imperialism and greed will be dealt with by our sheer resistance, our desire to have our own government, and our desire to live as we choose to. The Aztec people will fight with valor against these enemies. I also ask the comrades of the ANL to help us in this time of need.”

At Delicias:

“5”
“4”
“3”
“2”
“1”
“Zero, launch!”

Several large missile turrets turned quickly towards the north western horizon and opened up and with a shattering blast, sending 450 missiles rose up into the sky.

“Sir, missiles away. Cuidad Juarez reports firing 350 missiles and Ojinga reports firing 100. Each are set on an erratic flight path, heading towards the enemy bases in Chihuahua.”

Commander Eddie Portillo looked at the tactical screen, “Good…although they are conventional weapons, they should still be able to produce one hell of a dent.”

A base operator looked from behind his control panel and said, “Shall we launch the MiGs?”

“Most assuredly.” Commander Portillo said with an uneasy confidence.

With that order, the base operator typed in a command. Within a few keystrokes, the readied Az/MiG-21s, 27s, 29s, and 31s began a preflight countdown. The base was alive with humming and chatters, as the operators handled each of their specialized tasks, both individually and in cooperation.

“Send in the AZ/Tu 160s later, if we can. Also, have our planes fly behind the missiles, we don’t want the enemies to pull any tricks or EMC weapons on us.” Ordered Portillo.

“Yes sir.”

With that, 135 AZ/MiG-21s, 75 AZ/MiG-27s, 150 AZ/MiG-29s and 50 AZ/MiG 31s began to jet down the runway in an organized fashion. Although they would be coming from be taking off from two places, they would be in small clusters coming in several different vectors.

“Sir, Ciudad Juarez is reporting to have launched 200 planes…100 31s, 100 29s. Our planes will be there in about an hour and an half and the missiles will be there in about an hour.”

“Good, let’s hope this is an effective defense.” Muttered out Portillo.

While all this is going on, the SAM batteries on all ANL bases became active. As soon as the computers or weapons officers would catch sight of any SuperFortress, immediatly, a pair of three missiles would go up seeking the planes.

OOC: *TAG*

IC:
Official Statement

His Imperial Majesty's Government, due to shortly open an Embassy in the ANL will proceed with such opening, however the official parties and celebrations will be delayed until the ending of hostilities. All Embassy staff shall remain within the compound, which has been granted extra-territoriality.

With that established, His Imperial Majesty's Government, whilst nevertheless expressing its utmost distaste for the tactics employed by the nation of Allanea and its allies, is issuing a formal declaration of Neutrality in this conflict; we are officially neutral and will not take sides in this conflict.

We would remind all sides engaged that any attack upon our embassy will be considered a violation of the protections of diplomatic immunity, as well as our neutrality, and we will respond accordingly.

Our civilians, who are not engaged in the Embassy, have been instructed to evacuate the ANL.

-MinExAff.

Comrades!

We in Hallad understand that you are under attack by the foul nation of Allanea. We, with your government's permission, would like to send aid. Right now we are willing to send medical supplies, ammunition, and some equipment. We are also able to send several aircraft regiments and their logistics. That is all we can offer at the moment.

Jabir Yusuf
People's Commissar of War
The Worker's State of Hallad

- Tag

Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli

We understand that you have something of a crisis going on in your nation: an attack from within by the nation of Allanea. If desired, we can aid you in this war. We have three air wings waiting for your request, and at a moments notice we can, to use the colloquialism, "bomb the shit out of" any location that you desire.
While you may not have witnessed our aircraft in action before, we assure you that it will be a display to remember. We do, however, promise not to use NBC weapons. We would hate to be responsible for the loss of your soldier's lives.

Defence Minister Thomas Narshe

Comrades in ANL!

We stand by to fulfill our treaty obligations under the Mutual Protection Pact of the First Communist International!

The Pacific fleet, headquartered in Brunei, is perfectly ready to fight the Allanean navy with all of its might. Sattelite and recon submarines report 9 aircraft carriers, with escorts, and at least 4 submarines in the area. Another carrier is suspected to be in the area, but we cannot locate it. We can field up to 18 Prometheus attack submarines, 6 Orca-II carriers, 2 Manatee helicopter carriers, 10 Kirov-II guided missile battlecruisers, 8 Aurora stealth cruisers and a large number of smaller ships of varying roles within several hours. Reserve shipping can be activated in a week, and additional assets will be relocated from the Indian Ocean fleet based in Rangoon.

In addition, the elite wing of the strategic bomber arm, consisting of 230 KB-40 "Blizzard" aircraft has been placed on alert, and can be relocated to ANL territory for strikes upon Allanean strategic facilities within 36 hours.

Comrades, you need only signal your requirement for our support and you have it!

Allanean Chihuahua Base, ANL, Mexico
"Sorry, Allanea, but I can do nothing," stated the colonel. "If I were to help, I would be attacking an ally of an ally. We are pulling out. If you attempt to persue us, we will not hesitate to fire back. I must warn you that Nanakaland does not like being the agressor in conflicts." With that, Colonel Roberts entered his ANAH II and Nanakaland pulled out.

OOC:

Any chance of a map?

IC:

Just Outside Aztec National League Airspace

Three F-45's flew line abreast, each of their radars scanning a seperate section of sky. The F-45 on the left, however, was showing some odd results on its radar.

"Flight Lead, I have massive contacts on the left, looks likes missiles and F-16's, and several other tiny contacts....I can't be sure, we are quite far away...and as far as I can see the contacts are very small."

"How many?"

"Hundreds, maybe a thousand, sir."

"My god. ANL, yes?"

"Yes...but they are all flying towards ANL."

"Lets switch positions. Right, maintain position."

With that, the aircraft switched positions. Minutes later, the F-45's turned on their Athena Radar masks, to shield them against long range search radar, and banked left, heading towards the massive air armada. The flight lead sent back a message to 47th Air Force HQ.

The Commander there sent the message on to 1st RRF HQ, and from there to 1st SOCOM, HQ of Zulu force. Within an hour, a squad of 6 men and their helicopter were ready to launch, but they would need confirmation, adn the F-45's weren't sure what the hell they were looking at.

-tag-

Kyar Miiska shifted gently, and looked out his window. Beads of white clouds floated lazily by. 'If only I could be a cloud...' He daydreamed, a bead of sweat slowly trickling it's way down his head. A sharp rapping noise echoed through his door. "Come on in..." Kyar said slowly.

General Winkling nodded sharply. "Sir, it seems our ally Kanabia is engaging a country allied with a Nazi Muffin. Shall we assist them?"

"Is it truly necessary?"

"Um..."

"Go ahead."

[[This is a tag, by the way.]]

OOC: It would be nice if I had even the slightest hit about what damage I managed to inflict – with all the sats and planes I have there I should have a rough estimate.

Somewhere above Mexico

‘Base, this is is Big Bird Six, I repeat, Big Bird Six, coming home.’

‘Big Bird Six come down slowly, you still weight a shitload after dropping all the bombs, come down… what?’’

The captain of the large bomber craft blinked as he watched the radar screen fill up with signatures for what must have been ground-to-ground missiles coming up from the South-East. Reflexively, he pushed in a button that turned up the anti-missile laser on the nose of his craft. The electronic system did it’s job – it took down five, maybe six missiles. Some where taken down by the base defenses, but they dared not use an EMP weapon, for there were, still, friendly craft in the air. And so the missiles hit.

Big Bird Six was still in the air, trying to find a relatively flat place to land – thankfully, while huge, the aircraft was designed by off-runway landing, like many military craft – as another group of aircraft approached. ANL planes.

The Allanean base lit up like a monstrous evil christmas tree- every Allanean tank had mounted light SAMs, specialized heavy SAM launchers where common, and everybody who had a weapon even theoretically capable of shooting a low-flying plane down- even common assault rifles – fired at them.

The Big Bird’s onboard machineguns came alive, briefly bringing themselves to bear on the incoming craft. Then, two missiles caught it on the belly, and it fell.

Half an hour later

“Marshal, what damage have we sustained?’

“Most of the missiles hit Regional Support Division Headquarters of the 31st Army Corps, About two thousand dead, heavy structural damage to the vehicle maintenance shop. We have lost fifty bomber aircraft and twenty escort fighters in the air, ten transport aircraft on the ground. And three runways.”

“Ugh. That hurt. Now, what are we doing now?”

“Step One: We have ten assault – make that, modernised cavalry, guys in fast ATV’s, basically – brigades on the Sonora border. They can achieve speeds of 120 kilomteres per hour on the flat. Make them move into the country, spreading out in small teams of for or so. That’s 100,000 troops. A LOT of teams. Order them to cut power lines, phone lines, everything of the sort. Sneak attacks on government offices. Locusts if you will.”

“Step Two: We have three hundred fifty F-16’s in the air. Their job is to intercept the fleeing MiG’s – those that survived out AA fire, that is. They are already on it.”

“Step Three, and final: We have an Air Armada, stationed partially at the Sonora border and partially on aircraft carriers near the shore, which is fresh. Send it all to the location of that ‘Red Air Core’ of theirs’. That is, 1000 F-16As, 100 Howard Dean bombers, 200 MegaFortresses. Now, let’s roll.”

And it began…

The F-45's closed in to the destination of the attack, and circled about 60 miles away. There were masses of fighters and bombers flying away again, but it was hard to tell if they were from the Aztec National League....

There was plenty communications traffic in the air, but the F-45's only had about ten minutes to get as much as it could, as they were low on fuel. As they left, another 3 F-45's returned "on station". From what they could tell, the transmitions were talking of a large attack on an...Allanean Airfield. Odd, that hadn't been there before, and the F-45's watched every corner of this region as often as they could.

They needed to get better information on what was happening. Therefore, a message was sent from 1st Army HQ to 1st SOCOM HQ ordering a small X-Ray Squad to be made ready for insertion, and deep infiltration into enemy lines.

An hour later, a small wooden An-2 Colt aircraft left a Kazakhstanian airfield, bound for 50 miels south of the Allanean Airfield, even though they weren't sure it was Allanea yet.

Also, a diplomatic message was sent to Allanea and ANL, asking them exactly what the heck was going on.

On the outer rim of the Solar System a small long term drone had been monitoring the ongoing build up of a foreign military in a Aztec nation, there had been grumblings in the council of leaders, all of the imperial lords from the Faction states, did not like the thought of a fellow follower of the Gods being made a mockery of like this..

There was one problem, it would take days for any assembled fleet to make it into Earth Orbit to assist. However, an opening offered itself, the drones set to watch, had accessed the System wide light web, and a rather intriguing website offered itself ZMI, a mercenary state, or nation offering military for cash, but they would serve..

a quick email was fired off with accounting details...

"To ZMI
From Jitaka, Obsidian Warrior Lord, Mouth Piece of the Council of City States.

We wish to contract you for duties to protect and defend a fellow Gods Nation, Aztec National League against a hostile snake like and dishonourable infraction by a Squabbling Nation known as Allanea
A Sum of 5 billion in emeralds, 2 Billion in other precious stones and 2 billion in gold has been made avaliable"

It probably was a coincidence, yet Allanean officials were typing their own e-mail of a similar text

From: Colonel Roderick Notts, Allanean Armed Forces
To: ZMI
Subj: Defeating the forces of socialism

We would like to offer you 25 billion Universal Standard Dollars in gold for your cooperation in Subj.

The ZMI Real Time Earth Data Sphere

The offers flashed through the system and were nearly instantly flagged. Specialists were called. Analysts dug up lengthy demographic analysis papers. The Gestalt considered it all and then acted.



-This is a streaming global text broadcast-


As of 13:00 GMT hours today ANL orbital space will be actively monitored against the actions of hostile military traffic.

A limited active legal combat zone within the recognised territory of ANL is declared. Hostile forces within this territory will be engaged in one standard hour from this broadcasts time index, all civilian persons and assets are warned that the state of ANL is under attack and to cancel any travel plans they have to it. Further orbital shipping is to be warned that combat operations shall be underway.

Any forces engaging our assets outside of this zone will be termed and act of war against ZMI and their state will be included in the strike zone.

Any military vessel attempting unauthorised landing or bombardment of the Aztec National League will be terminated.

Any orbital military asset which becomes hostile to ANL will be terminated.

Any orbital military asset which becomes hostile to ZMI will be terminated.

Any launched aerospace capable hostile units in the arena will be engaged and terminated.

All hostile forces in zone have one standard hour to stand down and prepare to be escorted out of the country. Resistance to this will be dealt with reasonable force if possible.

W.M.D.’s will not be deployed unless we or assets under our protrection are struck with them. Any WMD usage in theatre will result in the total engagement of hostile enemy in theatre assets and their destruction in detail. Any WMD use against ZMI assets outside of the combat zone shall result in a total commitment and a release of all WMD failsafes and the offending state will face complete termination.

Following this transmission their will be a data burst of actively hostile Alleanan bases within ANL that are about to be struck . Their personnel have 23 minutes from the time index upon this transmission to evacuate, their will be no further warnings issued.

The laws of war will be followed and enforced if necessary. All legal rights will be followed to the letter.

Generated by the Gestalt and transmitted at 12:20 GMT

Attached data burst



The task force was already in geosynchronous orbit over the area. It took mere minutes for it to begin to position for bombardment of the bases. As the huge shapes slowly turned towards the positions of the bases the massive shape of the Management Buyout at the task forces core began to stream out frigates and corvettes even as it positioned to add its considerable fire power to the initial bombardment.

More than a dozen battle stations were already repositioning to cover the area even as SDI and offensive assets began a careful jig. ZMI light recon units consisting of tiny optic relays networked to form high precision monitoring systems to INT-SEC scout cruisers began to redeploy to cover the most possible hostile forces even as dozens of stealthy small drones were deployed to the combat zones to start close monitoring.

Messages flew and danced in the tumult filled cavernous room that was the command deck of the command deck deep under the Ziggurat. An active contract operation was underway.


[[OOC Assets in theatre One ZMI ZMSF task force and all pertaining to such a deployment as listed in my wiki page.

Assets deployable fast to reinforce this are in close orbit over the pacific and Haven and consist of the full ZMI Battle Fleet presently watching combat between the NHSR and the Kingdom of Bryn Shander. //OOC]]

OOC:

Maybe we should wait for SNL and Allenea again, so the RP doesnt run away without them. This will be my last post before ANL returns.

IC:

The An-2 Colt flew low under any radar, although its wooden frame would not reflect radar anyway. Going slow, it flew over the sea, and into ANL territory.

It maintained radio silence until it hit 50 miles south of the airbase, where, at 500 feet, its load of 6 X-Ray Soldiers and a large crate were thrown out the side.

As the soldiers hit the ground, their parachutes being opened on the An-2's Open line and gently decending to the ground, they rolled and got up. Quickly unclipping their parachutes, they spread out and secured the area, before hacking open the crate and taking out their gear.

They buried their parachutes and hid the crate, before heading towards the airbase, weapons drawn.

The general response from the LRR bureau of intelligence is the usual drug-induced rant mixed with less-than-genius sitar compositions.

It therefore falls to the government itself to manage the crisis. Informed by diplomats hiding in the countryside, the government prepares a plan.

Step 1: Develop MBT

Step 2: Build Aircraft Carriers, Destroyers, Frigates, LPDs, and other capital ships

Step 3: Muster a deployment force

In short, LRR can't really do much to help its erstwhile ally unless someone else provides the logistics and air support.

While LRR does possess notable capabilities in the anti-tank, artillery, air defense, and coastal defense areas, any advantage is rapidly lost outside of the large subarctic archipelago that makes up the Parliament Funkadelic.

Comrades!

We in Hallad understand that you are under attack by the foul nation of Allanea. We, with your government's permission, would like to send aid. Right now we are willing to send medical supplies, ammunition, and some equipment. We are also able to send several aircraft regiments and their logistics. That is all we can offer at the moment.

Jabir Yusuf
People's Commissar of War
The Worker's State of Hallad


We are glad to see of your help! Your offer for help is very much appreciated, and we would be fools not to take it. Please, send in your help as soon as possible. Not only will you be helping the sovereign people of the Aztec National League, you will be helping in defending socialism.

-Premier Quetzalcoatl



Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli,

We understand that you have something of a crisis going on in your nation: an attack from within by the nation of Allanea. If desired, we can aid you in this war. We have three air wings waiting for your request, and at a moments notice we can, to use the colloquialism, "bomb the shit out of" any location that you desire.
While you may not have witnessed our aircraft in action before, we assure you that it will be a display to remember. We do, however, promise not to use NBC weapons. We would hate to be responsible for the loss of your soldier's lives.

Defence Minister Thomas Narshe


"Your understanding is correct; we are in a bit of a crisis here. Although currently this conflict hasn't damaged us much, we still need all the help we can get. Therefore, if you can send your forces to Chihuahua and 'bomb the shit out of' the enemy base, that would be very much appreciated."

-Premier Quetzalcoalt Nochtli

Comrades in ANL!

We stand by to fulfill our treaty obligations under the Mutual Protection Pact of the First Communist International!

The Pacific fleet, headquartered in Brunei, is perfectly ready to fight the Allanean navy with all of its might. Satellite and recon submarines report 9 aircraft carriers, with escorts, and at least 4 submarines in the area. Another carrier is suspected to be in the area, but we cannot locate it. We can field up to 18 Prometheus attack submarines, 6 Orca-II carriers, 2 Manatee helicopter carriers, 10 Kirov-II guided missile battlecruisers, 8 Aurora stealth cruisers and a large number of smaller ships of varying roles within several hours. Reserve shipping can be activated in a week, and additional assets will be relocated from the Indian Ocean fleet based in Rangoon.

In addition, the elite wing of the strategic bomber arm, consisting of 230 KB-40 "Blizzard" aircraft has been placed on alert, and can be relocated to ANL territory for strikes upon Allanean strategic facilities within 36 hours.

Comrades, you need only signal your requirement for our support and you have it!

"My comrades of Kanabia...

I am glad to see you have offered your assistance. It shall be a pleasure to fight along side with you again. You support it more then welcomed to our land and help us win this conflict. At this currently moment, I ask you to send your naval fleet outside of Las Islas de Marias, where you will meet up with an ANL fleet. There we will both attack Allanean fleets in the area and assert our control over the island.

Although we have developed quite a force to combat these enemies, please send your planes to our base in Tepic where they will also assist in the assertion of the Island.
-Premier Quetzalcoatl Notchtli

To Kazakhstania:
From: Robert Thompson, Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs, the ANL Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: Aztec/Allanean conflict…

Hello, we are glad you have enquired about the situation. Here is the situation:

The ANL allowed Allanea and her allies build three military bases in the northern sections of Mexico. The purpose was to both defend the northern parts of the ANL, if it would be required, and they would be able to keep an eye on their enemy, California and Alaska. However, they decided to commence with an unprovoked attack on the ANL, for what we can only determine to be political reasons. Currently, their main base is in our city of Chihuahua, and although they have made several strikes against the city, we have bombarded their base with missiles and are sending in AZ/MiGs to defend the city and engage Allanean forces.

-Robert Thompson, ANL Ministry of Foreign Affairs

An ultimatum is presented to the Allanean and Allanean-allied governments.

It states that, unless all Allanean and Allanean-affiliated forces are removed from ANL territory within the very near future, one month to be exact, LRR will be forced to take military action.

Of course, given the state of the LRRMFs, it is unclear as to what kind of action this will be. Unless a provider of logistics is found quickly, the five million strong LRRA will probably just sit on home turf, conducting manouvers and such.

Given the nature of LRR, namely the fact that it is a large archipelago of relatively small islands, the army is generally an amphibious force, equipped with many PT-76s and Ikv-91s, as well as a fair number of BTR-50s. The mainstays of the LRRA's tank force are the Ikv-91, PT-76, and Alvis Scorpion. All these models have been re-armed with a 75mm high-velocity anti tank gun, capable of penetrating large amounts of armor and appreciable ranges.

The BTR-50 and PBP-5 (porteur blinde de personnel) are the two most numerous support vehicles.

As a result of the conflict, Halladi fighter craft had begun to scramble to assemble. The force was still be being assembled. One regiment of MiG-28 Flounder A and one regiment of Su-36 Imperator A's were expected to be sent. But, the Hawk Command was still debating on the ammount men to send. There were two factions, those who believe that as many men as possible should be sent along with men from other military divisions, and those believed a small force of planes should be sent.

One thing was for certain. Allanea could not be allowed to take the ANL. And Hallad would defend them to the end, even attack their neighbors in the north if it meant delaying their assualt on the Aztec National Legue. They would defend their old allies even if the situation was unfavorable. That was the way of Hallad. Although the True Directorate was controlled by nationalists, they were loyal to their allies untill death.

Task force Command and Control the Management Buyout Class Command Carrier “Opening sales gambit”. 13:17 GMT

The command deck was filled with streams of activity as the task force prepared to commence bombardment. In the heart of all this madness one rear admiral Philip Saunders sat gently resting a coffee filled canister on the side of his command chair. At 39 Saunders was young for the post but not without prior experience, though most of this had consisted of counter piracy activity and not major fleet action. In front of him the data feeds filtered through the tactical core’s analysts played out. The Allanean aircraft were in the air. There was no better time to strike, the generous warning had been given. Saunders calm voice carried over the task forces linked PA systems.

“In 2 minutes this task force will start precision bombardment of the illegally acting and blatantly hostile Allanean forces who have so callously broken their legally binding treaty. Ladies and Gentlemen feel no pity for those who die under our missiles today, The are criminals or accessories to criminals by their acts. I need not remind you of this companies policy on those who brake treatise. Saunders out”

Even as he spoke the task forces Black Star assault frigates began their slow dive towards the planetary surface while the corvette squadrons screamed off to take up picked orbits. The bulk of the task force however, its heavy core of capital ships, prepared to launch a conventional space to ground HE guided missile strike. The only difference between it and a high level bombing run by an air armada would be the large difference in volume of fire.

Low Earth Orbit

The black synthetic chrysanthemum unfolded, its artificial petals sliding back to reveal targeting lasers while gas refrigerated to the background temperature of space gently huffed from it. Systems checks were run, then finally power sources were tapped. If you had looked into the distance several identical sattalites could be seen preforming the same actions.

The targeting lights were now playing over the allanean bases.



In the distance as the corvettes took up their picketing positions they began repeating the same message over and over again.


Warning you are entering a declared combat zone! Lethal force is being employed! If possible civilian and neutral military shipping should attempt to divert orbit to avoid area of conflict!. If not possible escort will be provided if requested. Any hostile forces entering the combat zone will be actively engaged. Warning you are now entering…

65 miles northwest of Manzanillo…

A massive fleet of warships steamed quickly towards the northwestern horizon. Towards the front of the group, eight large battleships, the SAS Unión, SAS Obsidian, SAS Tepic, SAS Lenin, SAS Aztlan, SAS Teraztlan, and SAS Durango coordinated all the activities of the fleet.

Inside the SAS Aztlan,

“Sir, all the ships appear ready to split forces.”

“All right, I’ll ask the other lead officer if they’re ready.”

First Admiral Thomas Erickson, the commanding officer of the entire Aztec Navy looked out of the bridge of his ship. Although the Aztlan was about 60 years old in terms of hull design, her weapons, computers and armor were just as advanced as any ANL ship. He hit the radio button and contacted the Lenin.”

He began to speak, “Admiral Forester, are you ready to take the fleet to Las Islas de Marias?”

“Yes, First Admiral, my ship and crew are ready.”

“Good. I guess we can start, then.”

He then hit a button that opened radio communications with each ship. “Comrades, we are about to embark on a mission that will prove to the enemy that the ANL is not an easy force to be played with. Our fleet will be split in two, one going to Las Islas de Marias, under the command of Second Admiral James Forester, and the other going to Mazatlan to route out the Allanean fleet, which will be under my command. We will also be on the look out of invading Allanean fleets. Each ship is to report to their pre-assigned groups. That is all.”

Although gradual, each ship then broke formation and regrouped into two distinctive fleets. Although it took about thirty minutes to group together, they did so without any accidents. Soon, each fleet began going towards their different locations.

The 1st fleet:
Commanded by First Admiral Thomas Erickson
SAS Aztlan BBC-61 (BK-9/C Aztlan Class Command Battleship)
SAS Unión BBX-1 (BK-11 Union Class Advanced Battleship)
SAS Obsidian BBH-60 (BK-9/H Aztlan Class Heavy Battleship)
SAS Tepic BB-59 (BK-10 Durango Class Battleship)

3 BBH-9/H Aztlan Class Heavy Battleships
10 CVH 70 Duran Class Heavy Aircraft Carriers (Carrying 70 AZ/MiG 27 Ds each)
8 BCH-52 Tamuzin Class R-32 Heavy Battlecruisers
10 CAI-5 Challenger Class Heavy Cruisers
12 CAM-66 Long Beach Class Missile Cruisers
5 CL-90 Veracruz Light Cruisers
8 DDM-23 Jallisco Missile Destroyers
15 SSSN-K80 Stealth Typhoon-II Attack Submarines

The 42nd Fleet
Commanded by Second Admiral James Forester

SAS Aztlan BBC-61 (BK-9/C Aztlan Class Command Battleship)
SAS Unión BBX-1 (BK-11 Union Class Advanced Battleship)
SAS Obsidian BBH-60 (BK-9/H Aztlan Class Heavy Battleship)
SAS Tepic BB-59 (BK-10 Durango Class Battleship)

5 BK-11 Union Class Advanced Battleships
10 CV-60 Kuznetsov Class Aircraft Carriers (Carrying 70 AZ/MiG 27 Ds each)
10 CAI-5 Challenger Class Heavy Cruisers
10 CAM-66 Long Beach Class Missile Cruisers
10 CLV-92 Veracruz-A Light Carriers
8 DDM-23 Jallisco Missile Destroyers
15 SSN-K50 Los Angeles Class Attack Submarines

OOC: Kanabia, your forces are to meet the 42nd fleet.

[OOC
(A)ANL you have suffered the awfull double post

(B) Allanea is takeing a sabatical from NS.


Pants.
I finnaly had a LEGAL paid FOR, JUST cuase to plaster someone. Thats rare. thats damned rare.

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=398801

Goodbye Vain World, I'm going home [with apologies to ADK]
Well, I have looked at all the reasoning. I looked at every reason and every side of the argument. I would like to use this occasion to thank Mirkai, Rejistania, and Tarasovka, for their support. I would have even not done that – but when people are going around pressuring nations to ignore Allanea or face fiery wrath, what can I do? I leave.

No, I am not leaving Nationstates entirely . I am taking a long vacation from NSRP. Maybe permament Whoever wanted me out wins, though. I hope you feel proud.

IC: A sudden order is given. Within minutes, all troops in Mexico and elsewhere begin to retreat, withdrawing into Allanea. So do all ambassadors. 24 hours later, no Allanean government officials remain outside the nation.





...

as said.

Pants. Pantaloons even.

Doc out. /OOC]

What good luck.

*Goes to sleep*

With the sudden withdrawal of Allanean troops, the JWIs moved into Chihuahua while the Red Guard moved into Las Islas De Marias to secure the area. The troops purpose was not to recapture the areas, but to help the victims of this attack and rebuild the cities.

Meanwhile, the ANL Foreign Ministry sent out the following messages:

To: Halladi Ministry of Foreign Affairs or Equivalent,
CC: Kanabian Ministry of Foreign Affairs or Equivalent,
-Lunatic Retard Robots Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Equivalent
-Taldaani Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Equivalent:

“Thank you so much for you support in the recent Aztec/Allanean conflict. Although the enemy withdrew before your forces could arrive, your assistance is still appreciated to the utmost extent. Your assistance not only gave us the moral boost we needed, you showed the world that socialism is still alive and well and we work cooperatively and will back each other up. If you are in need, we shall remember this favor and come to your aid. May peace and prosperity reign through our lands, and may be together go forth boldly into the future.

-Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli…

Meanwhile…

Ring, ring…

Premier Quetzalcoatl picked up the phone and said “Hello, Quetzalcoatl here.”

“Premier, the experimental radio in the University of Veracruz has picked up a strong signal from orbit before the Allaneans withdrew. I’m faxing it to you now; I believe you’ll be shocked.”

The Premier put the phone on hold and went over to the fax machine. He then read it and was certainly shocked by what he read. He answered the phone and said, “Are you sure this isn’t a forgery?”

“Very sure, sir.”

“Send them a thank you note, I guess.” Said the Premier, dumbfounded.

With that, the ANL transmitted on the experimental radio a note to the “angels in the sky”

OOC: This is the ZMI ships…

“To whomever this may concern,

Thank you for your actions in our recent conflict. Whoever, whatever made you come to our assistance clearly helped save our nation. Whatever it was, we are deeply thankful for what you have done.

-Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli”

In light of the most recent and grave threat presented to ANL, perhaps the ANL military would like to participate in the manouvers being conducted in LRR currently.

If not, it is perfectly understandable considering that the terrain presented by the Robotic Archipelago, numerous small, windswept and glacier-covered islands skirting the arctic circle is quite different from what is present in ANL. In that case, the military would also be interested in conducting excersizes in a more favorable location.

To: Aztec National League
From: Kazakhstanian High Command

We currently have a team of Special Forces Operatives in the area of the recent conflict, and would like permission to send a Light Cargo Aircraft with several Escorts to the former Airfield they are near to and extract them.

We are sorry for any tresspassing laws we may have broken, but were investigating the recent conflict. Also, it may or may not concern you that we have a peacekeeping mission going on in our country at the present time, adn need exterior peacekeeping assistance. If you don't mind, we would greatly like help here.

Thankyou.
Director of Armed Forces
Field Marshal Martin Ludz

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=399240
The RP Thread. It's a touch deserted.

To: Director of Armed Forces, Field Marshal Martin Ludz
From: Dr. Darius Wellington, ANL Ministry of Foreign Affairs
Subject: Spec. Opps and future relations…

You may indeed pickup your Operatives from the airfield. Your planes shall have authorization to fly in our airspace; however, you are still welcomed to send escorts along with the transport.

In regards to the trespassing laws, don’t worry – although we just passed new trespassing laws, they won’t be applied to your situation. In regards to your current need for peacekeeping assistance, I would like to know what the following:

-What is the situation?
-Why did the situation happen?
-How much in terms of troops and other military force do you need?
-For approximately how long will you need the assistance?
OOC: I'm reading your thread, I just want to see your government's response.

If the Premier believes it to be prudent to send in a peacekeeping force, we shall notify you.

-Dr. Darius Wellington, Foreign Affairs Minister, ANL Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Deep in space, the Lul-Tuln War Fleet rumbled through space on its way towards NS, though the battle plumes blossomed and still glittered in the black of space, already the warrior fervour was fading into disappointment.

http://mysite.wanadoo-members.co.uk/totalrandom/AZfleet.jpg

Jitaka swore under his breath, The Quetzecal were pretty good at swearing, being able to taunt your enemy in his own language was considered an art form, and there were a lot of Nations in the Sol System.The ceremonial plumes on his battle armour bobbing with each curse as he stamped up and down the command deck, glaring at each crew member as he passed.

"BACKED OUT?? what cowa..."

"Sire, it is possible that the interventionist mercenaries we hired were maybe a little TO good?"

Jitaka had been reviewing the goings on for several hours, and couldn't deny that as soon as Zeppelin Manufacturers had started the job they were paid to do, the enemy had ceased hostilities, Jitaka was disappointed, severely disappointed, without any of the captured enemy to sacrifice to the God Space Engines, there would be no return home, unless one of suitable rank could be found amongst their own men, and that could only mean him.

Jitaka eyed the readouts of Zeppelin Manufacturers fleet, then shook his head, he couldn't attack them instead by the articles of war, they were considered allies, and to turn on them was.. bad form.

Swivelling on his command throne he gave orders.

Command, take us to high orbit, and..

Jitaka sighed*

"Have the payment offering vessels brought foreword and offered to ZMI, and . .thank them, they have been most universal in diverting a tragedy.."

.oO(Only to create a new one..)

Jitaka thought to himself as he looked at the faces around the bridge.

"Communications, beam to the planet a acceptance of the Aztec National League’s thanks, and a continued blessing of the Gods."

he felt an angry flush suffuse his cheeks, anger at not being one of the instrumental heroes, and embarrassment at being so ineffectual in the ANL's rescue, if he died now, he would be laughed out by the warrior gods and his ancestors..

"Ok, transmit to all ships in fleet, we shall be maintaining a presence here, until a suitable warrior honoured target presents itself.."

Jitaka was not ready to die at the bloody hands of the priests... not yet..