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Colerica Imperial News has just been informed that the small fleet of United Empire warships have arrived at Isla De Plata. Some of the ships have begun deploying Imperial Marines, while the others, such as the CSS Xevven Jericho, remain in the Grand Plata Harbor. We're not sure as to why the ships would be emplacing troops on Isla De Plata, but we will continue to cover this story as it unfolds....

OOC: Normally, I do out-of-character lines in italics, but for the sake of the ship names, I'm not using italics....The small fleet consists of:

-CSS Vanquisher and the CSS Subjugator: Wasp Class Amphibious Assault Ships

-CSS Crusader: Helicopter Assault Ship

-CSS Xevven Jericho: Nimitz Class Aircraft Carrier

-CSS Invincible, CSS Superior, and the CSS Excellence: Oliver Hazard Perry Class Frigates

-CSS Royalty and the CSS Monarchy: Ticonderoga Class Guided Missile Cruisers

-CSS Kydel, CSS Rygaul, and the CSS Renna: Arleigh Burke Class AEGIS Destroyers

-CSS Wrath: Iowa Class Battleship

-With atleast 2 Ohio Class Submarines lurking somewhere deep below...

If you need help, we have many T-80 tanks to enforce the battleground.

From our checkups on your nation, it is appears you a both very young and also, apparently, involved in a civil war. We fail to see how you could provide us with military assistance, something that we don't currently need, if you're already caught up in a war with your own people. We thank you for the offer, though...

Regards,
Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foriegn Affairs


OOC: This is a half-hidden bump, by the way...

Hattia requests to know why Colerican forces have landed on Isla De Plata.

No problem, but we were reponding to your newscast before MacGonzo and his rebels attacked.

The United Empire of Colerica has landed forces on Isle De Plata for security reasons. As you may or may not be aware of, a Colerican ocean liner, the IMS Montaro sunk the other day off the coast of Isle De Plata. The ship, we believe now, was struck by a torpedo. Intelligence shows that the torpedo may very likely have been sent by a submarine under the control of or corridinating with the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colerica, a rebellion group attempting to destablize the United Empire. We've spoken with the Executor of the Republic of Isle De Plata about landing troops there, and he agreed to let us send forces to find and eliminate these dissidents. Altough, there is some concerns that Isle De Plata's government may have been in on the sinking of the Montaro, something we're looking in on.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

OOC: For details on the IMS Montaro, see this thread: http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2558038&highlight=#2558038

No problem, but we were reponding to your newscast before MacGonzo and his rebels attacked.

If you wish, we could be able to provide your nation we with some military assistance, if desired, in putting down this rebellion.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

That would be great! Thank you very much. All we need is the assassination of MacGonzo. Thank you again.

Assassination, you say? We could lease your nation the services of our most prolific assassin, Michael Sykes. He's swift, smart, and deadly. Comes highly recommended. But he doesn't work for free...

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

As updated to current times, the leader was assassinated by 4 rockets from an unknown source. But thank you for your offer.

We see. Good day to you then, and good luck in your efforts.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

Thank you.

To Colerica,

The Democratic Republic of Tomzilla wishes to send forces of the Tomzilla Army and Tomzilla Air Force to Isla De Plata to help Colerica deal with what is on the island you have sent troops for. 1,000 foot soldiers, 150 F-18 Hornets, 50 B-52's, 1 Yamato class battleship, 100 M1A2 Abram tanks, and 100 Howitzers along with the destroyers that await your command to ship out are standing by if you need help.

From,

Secretary of War, Gojira Tokugawa

The United Empire of Colerica warmly welcomes the military assistance offer by the Democratic Republic of Tomzilla. When we need your forces, as some of our top military executives believe we will, we will not hesitate to telegram you as soon as possible. This is a trying time for the United Empire since the sinking of the Montaro and we appreciate the comradery (sp?) from your nation.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foriegn Affairs

To Colerica,

All of the prior mentioned units are preparing to move to Colerica at your request. We are glad to help you in these times of hardship.

From,

Secretary of War, Gojira Tokugawa

Colerica Imperial News has just been notified, literally seconds ago, that explosions are occuring throughout Isla De Plata, the miniscule island that lies over one hundred and eighty miles northeast of Colerica. As it appears right now, the United Empire of Colerica has gone to war with Isla De Plata.

There has been tension for several weeks now, since the three foreign agents hade been captured within Colerica's borders. Seemingly, the agents belong to Isla De Plata. Then, rumoredly, the Colerican government was sent a plea from certain members of the ruling regime of Isla De Plata. A plea to help in a planned coup to overthrow the current Executor of Isla De Plata.

Again, to reiterate, explosions are rocking Isla De Plata as I speak. And it appears that the United Empire of Colerica has brought war to Isla De Plata. We will, of course, continue to cover this story. The Emperor is expected to speak anytime now....

To Colerica,

As of a few seconds ago, the Democratic Republic of Tomzilla has declared war on Isla De Plata. The Tomzilla military is sending 10,000 foot soldiers,500 M1A2 Abram tanks,500 APCs,400 Howitzers,19 Destroyers,10 Cruisers,1 Battleship, 1 aircraft carrier, 20 nuclear-powered submarines, 300 F-18s,100 B-52s,500 Apache helocopters, and 20 B-2 stealth bombers to Isla De Plata to help your troops there. on a lighter note, Gojira Tokugawa has been promoted to Minister of War.

From,

Shogun Tomzilla the First, head of The Democratic Republic of Tomzilla

Colerica Imperial News now takes you live to a surprise speech by Emperor Maderic Thra.

***

"Citizens of the United Empire of Colerica. Nations of the world. As I would hope you all know that the IMS Montaro sunk just the other day off the coast of Isla De Plata. Vast rescue efforts are working around the clock, even as I speak, to help find survivors of that tragic wreck. The Montaro, however, isn't why I'm making this speech. Not entirely.

On my orders, airpower belonging to the Colerican Imperial AirForce have struck strategic locations of key military importance throughout Isla De Plata. A short time ago, before the Montaro tragedy, the United Empire recieved frantic word from members of the Ma'dah party on Isla De Plata. The Ma'dah party has a had a death-grip stranglehold on the island's civillians since the island nation was founded. These leaders, who will remain secret, pleaded with the United Empire to intervene and eliminate the Ma'dah party from control of Isla De Plata. After discussing the issue with my closest officials, I have decided that the only option to help both the Colerican people and the citizens of Isla De Plata is to remove their hostile regime. The United Empire of Colerica has officially declared war on Isla De Plata.

Rest assured, citizens of the United Empire, we will win this war. This will be over quickly and we with meet little resistance from the Ma'dah's forces. With the help of our newly-found ally, the Democractic Republic of Tomzilla, we will return justice and humanity back to Isla De Plata. The days of Ma'dah control on Isla De Plata is coming to an end. Citizens of the United Empire of Colerica: Believe. Obey. Fight."

***

That was Emperor Maderic Thra of the United Empire of Colerica confirming what we already we sure of. The United Empire of Colerica has declared war on Isla De Plata's Ma'dah ruling regime. We've also gotten word that the Democratic Republic of Tomzilla has passed a declaration of war as well, and they will see to aid the United Empire in ousting the corrupt Ma'dah dictatorship. We will, without a doubt, continue this story...

Bridge of the Yamato class battleship, Godzillasaur, admiral Tom Shadle, one mile off of Isla De Plata...

Tom:Are all the forces ready?
Captain Hadrian:Yes sir.
Tom:Radio all ships to begin bombardment. Also radio the aircraft carrier Godzilla to launch its F-18s to strike military bases around the landing spot.
Hadrian:Yes sir.
Tom:Prepare the troops to land after the air strike and intial bombardment.
Hadrian: Sending message to other ships to begin the attack...

(logging off for the night)

I'm back on.

whos side should I be rooting for?

is isla de plata a real nation onm NS?

question 1.) root for the Colericans and Tomzillians
question 2.) I don't know

OOC: Root for anyone you want...You want to side with the Ma'dah, you'll become an enemy. You side with us, everything's just fine...

Yes, Isle De Plata is actually a nation. It's controlled by a friend of mine, who said that they no longer wish to play NS. I'm taking it and I'm taking in style...plus I have to get rid of their former regime...play along... I do want someone to RP as the Ma'dah, though...

IC:

Colerica Imperial News Bulletin

Bombs have continued to fall throughout the night in Isla De Plata as the United Empire of Colerica and the Democratic Republic of Tomzilla's allied air strikes have steady throughout the night. The United Empire of Colerica has deployed more troops into the region and is in the process of moving more naval power to the island. We will bring everything to you as it happens....

OOC- Is the island a actual country in nation states

Argyllia does understand the neccesity of war in this case and if pushed to say so it would support the war, we offer to act as peacekeepers after the conflict is finished.

Prime minister of Argyllia, Andrew Burke

in that case. Penguisiana will send 500 zf-12c fighters for we would like to see how well our new aircraft will do in combat.

Also penguisiana will send- 15 mercy class hospital ships
25 Trafalgar class ssn
5 type-45 destroyer
1 nimitz class CVN
5 zoogie class Hydrofoil Missile ship

we prefer not to engage heavy combat

OOC: Go here: http://www.nationstates.net/cgi-bin/index.cgi/target=display_nation/nation=isla_de_plata



IC:

The United Empire of Colerica welcomes the assistance Penguisiana. Together, we will defeat the oppressive Ma'dah regime and restore freedom to the people of Isla De Plata.

To Argyllia, this war is necessary to overthrow the Ma'dah regime that rules Isla De Plata with an iron-fist. They are evilly corrupt, and there is strong evidence to suggest that they possess weapons of mass destruction and would not hesitate to use them against our nation or our allies.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foriegn Affairs

that nation si pewny.....

Bridge of the Godzillasaur...

Tom: How much damage did the bombardment and air strike inflict?
Hadrian: Reports from flight leader Honda Tanaka says that the military bases have recieved heavy damage from the air strike and several heavy emplaced guns along the landing spot have been destroyed.
Tom:Good. Cease the bombardment. Send the troops to the landing spot to get a foothold there.
Hadrian:Roger that. Sending message to troop ships. Start to land troops.
Tom: Good. Ma'dah will be destroyed and the people liberated...

Argyllia will support in your war, ever since terrorist let off a bio weapon in the subway we have campaigned against WMD, therefore we send:

1st Amphibious Assault Group

HMAS St Vincent- Ocean class helicopter carrier
HMAS Artfull and HMAS Avenger- Albion class assualt ships
HMAS Boxer, HMAS Bashful, HMAS Banker, HMAS Bunker and HMAS Battleaxe- Type 23 Frigates

OOC: Yes that nation is small, but don't underestimate the resolve of their terror militias. They will, undoubtedly, use as much guerilla tactics as humanly possible on our men.

Think of them as a mini Iraq. I'm GW Bush, and Tomzilla is Tony Blair.... :wink:

IC:

Two B-2 Spirit bombers flew over the thick jungles of Isla De Plata, en route to their targeted bunker. The flying-wing's glided gracefully as they flew over their target and released four Joint Direct Attack Munitions onto the target, exploding it in a large fireball.

The Burnsian Desert Sends 500 of our 800 Military Policemen to enforce conqured areas. They are equipped with AK-47's and M-9 pistols, and will be arriving on BDS Hungry and BDS Yrgnuh, our transposrt ships.

and you are telling you rpublic that they have weapons of mass destruction... But really your after their abundant resourses for a cheap price

OOC: Why, of course....that is all secret-IC plans, though...no other nation knows about our side objectives....we will liberate the people of Isla De Plata, but we're not doing it out of the kindness of our heart...

IC:

Bridge of the CSS Xevven Jericho

Admiral Terrance A. Grant stared out the large windows in the wheel room of the Xevven Jericho. He watched as two F-15 Eagles took off to fly continue their air raids of Isla De Plata's military targets. This war would be quick, he assured himself. Altough, Admiral Grant had an arm-chair quarterback position. He command men, but didn't put his life on the line. That was part of the job of his son, Colerica Imperial Army Lieutenant Davis Grant. Davis would be deployed from the CSS Subjugator within a few hours to the steaming jungles of Isla De Plata. The island nation was tiny, hardly worth the bother of so much military use, but his CO's had the authority, not him.

so it is true....

so it is true....

OOC: *Finger to lips* Shh....that's a secret... :wink:

Flightdeck of the aircraft carrier, Godzilla, Flight Leader Honda Tanaka
Tanaka:This is Red Leader to Red Squadron, the troops are about to land. Support the troops by firing at any movement on the ground. Once the troops land cease fire and head back to the Godzilla. Over and out.

As the troop ships headed towards shore, Red Squadron fired at enemy movements on shore. 10 minutes later Red Squadron left as the troop ships started pouring hundreds of troops onto to Isla De Plata.

The CSS Bennington James and the CSS Issac Req, two Deep Sea Hovercraft Transports, sailed through the water towards Isla De Plata. Their escort were the CSS Apparition, the CSS Demon, both Iowa Class Battleships, as well as the CSS Assassin and CSS Desolation, both Hellfire Class Heavy Cruisers.

The Hovercraft Transports would, within minutes, be close enough to deploy their LCAC's, loaded with troops, to the shores of Isla De Plata. Then they would join up with the rest of the Colerican fleet and coordinate their actions from there.

I guess I'll post as the ma'dah as well

Ma'dah: explosions could be herd above them as the soldiers lay still. Hidden in the vast tunnels od isles de plata they were safe. they have been preparing there soldiers for battle and are readying their vehicles,
of tanks, planes, and artillery. the plan is to surprise the attackers will a full attack with their army.

lets say their army is this

200 mobile sams

250 fighters

500 kamakazi planes

500 M1A2 abrans

1000 basic soldiers

250 machine gunner people

800 snipers

200 people armed with gernade launchers


80 seawolf class ssn

30 virginia class ssn


something like that

A huge trimarian-hull aircraft carrier, surrounded by a capable fleet of destroyers, cruisers, and frigates, moves near the island in question. Onboard, F/A-18F's are preparing a reconaissance run over the island, and ZF-26B's are preparing to strike any and all SAM systems they find.

And subs. H/o, I'll go through and find out how many I have. It'll be a big fleet, but isn't 110 enemy subs a bit...much?

I think they still derserve a chance at battle

say that other nations were helping them in secret

zoogie, you never said you were helping, we could have seen you as a threat

The Allied States of Nova Scotias does not believe this war should be going on. There has been no proof of any WMD. We believe that this war must be stopped now. We have military units on their way to Isla De Plata as we speak. The military units consist of...
3 aircraft carriers
6 battleships
2 helicopter assualt ships
6 frigates
10 destroyers
10 heavy missile cruisers
40 auroras and hercules
50 B-2 bombers
500 F-18's, F-14's
10 challengers
400 griffons
30 000 ground troops
300 t-80s, T-62's, T-55's (tanks)

While the military forces of Colerica and Tomzilla are making way on one side of the island, we are making way on the other. We hope that other nation see that this is not a fair war and Colerica and Tomzilla must stop all military actions upon Isla De Plata.

I'm being Ma'dah now: women and children are being dragged onto the streets.. Men and boys were given guns and gernades. A kamakazi plane disguised as a colerica sets off to a carrier. Saying that it's feul was never filled.

OOC: That's cool, Penguisana...let's make this some bit of a challenge...

Landing Craft Ariel Cushion vehicles took to the shores of Isla De Plata. The LCACs raced through the water and continued up onto the sandy beaches. Colerican troops poured out from the LCACs and made their way up the beach.

"Looks desolate, sir," a soldier said. "Do you think all of our bombardments cleared 'em from the shores, Colonel Travis?" he continued.

Colonel Mark Travis scanned his surroundings; he wasn't used this kind of warfare. He had just recently been pulled from the Colerica security police forces and recommisioned in the army. He was hoping that they would place him in Special Forces, but they said he had to prove his worth.

"Colonel Travis?" the same man said again.

"The air strikes might have just swept them from the beaches. That doesn't mean that we won't encounter Ma'dah forces. Be alert," he said as him and his men treked up the sloped beaches. Just beyond the beaches were the thick jungles that covered the majority of the small island.

"We establish a beachhead here and then we move in. There's a road just two clicks east that should lead us into the heart of the island," Travis said.

Ma'dah: mobile sams are being deployed on schools and banks, children and women were forced to stand next to them. after all they think.. They would never attack the children

colonel travis herd a large explosion behind him, quikly turning around he sees a Ariel Cushion vehicles explode. and a black shadow submerge into the ocean

The United Empire of Colerica does not take kind to the opposition coming from the Allied States of Nova Scotias. We truly wonder who's side you're on in this conflict after hearing this anouncement. Why would you support the Ma'dah regime, a regime that is brutalizing its people with their evil ways and potentially posses weapons of mass destruction?

If you strike our forces, you will be regarded no better than the Ma'dah and will be treated as such.

I bid you good day,

Xevven Jericho
Magistrate of War

the first squad of 10 zf-12c takes of to take out sams

The expolosion was defeaning. Colonel Travis was almost thrown to the ground it was that close. Private Markinson turned to see Travis.

"What the hell caused that?" he shouted.

"SSMs?" another soldier replied.

"I'm not sure. Get our fleet on the horn. We need help," Travis advised.

***

Two F-117 Nighthawks swooped over a building known to be holding Ma'dah troops. The stealth fighters released their payload onto the barracks, obliterating it in a massive explosion.

MA'dah: snipers silently took their posts in the trees, they saw all the invaders on the beach, unaware of their presence-on the count... they all fired

I got to go... Some one take over for me

Exact forces, heading towards the island...

1 Tokarev Aegis-class Carrier
5 Virginia-class Submarines
20 Traflagar-class submarines
15 Type 45 Destroyers
20 Type 23 Frigates
5 Meteora Class Cruisers

With aircraft.

With the slight sound of stings, five Colerican soldiers fell to the sandy beaches of Isla De Plata. Travis saw Markinson fall to his knees, holding his throat.

"Snipers! Take action! Fall back!" he shouted.

More LCACs landed on the beach, unaware of the Ma'dah attackers hidden just beyond the treeline. The LCACs deployed an additional one hundred and twenty troops to the beaches along with two light-armored Warrior Fighting Vehicles, which drove up the shore to Colonel Travis.

"Get back! Snipers in the trees!" he shouted.

"We'll handle this," one of the men inside a Warrior Fighting Vehicle said. He activated the fifty caliber machine gun and sprayed bullets into the treeline. He continued to repeat this action, moving left to right and up and down as he rattled off hundreds of rounds.

Bridge of the Godzillasaur

Hadrian: Tom, our soldiers have gained a foothold on the beach.
Tom: Good. Tell them to drive towards the capitol of Isla De Plata. Have the Abram tanks flank the soldiers on the front, right, and left sides. Leave no enemies soldiers who fire on us alive.
Radio technician: Captain!
Hadrian: What is it?!
Radio technicion: The Colericans have been attacked at thier landing spot.
Tom: Radio the Godzilla to send Blue Squadron as air support for the Colericans and Red Squadron to provide air support for our soldiers.
Tom: Also tell our troops to be careful for suicide attacks or snipers. Radio the destroyer Red Sun to relay a meesage to other ships to watch out for enemy missles or planes
Radio technicion: Roger that. Sending message.

17 men fell down from the trees.. but ground forces lurked in the bushhes.. the second attack was a combonation of rocket luanches and machine gun fire

OOC: This is a quick map I whipped up on Photoshop of Isla De Plata....the red streak on the map is where Colerican soldiers have taken a beachhead...The black things in the water with the Colerica flag next to them is the Colerican fleet..more ships will be added to the map as they arrive..the black dots in the main land are cities, with the capital being the one closest to the center. There's a small island near Isla De Plata that needs to be cleared of hostiles, too. The darker the green, the thicker the jungle/forest.

http://www.angelfire.com/mi4/colerica/isladeplatamap.jpg

Along with 30 Spruance-Class Anti-Sub Destroyers, our fleet has arrived. F/A-18Fs have begun CAP.

Colonel Travis, surveyed the men that fell from the trees.

"Well that was easy," Peterson said from behind him.

Seconds after Peterson uttered those words, an explosion from an RPG tore him in half. Travis was blown by the blast and hit the ground with a hard thud. A second RPG struck one of the Warrior Fighting Vehicles and shredded the armor, killing or severly injuring all soldiers inside. The second Warrior vehicle was struck heavy by .50 caliber machine gunfire, but managed to rattle off several .50 caliber rounds itself, before the gunner was hit.

"We can't repel firepower of that magnitude. Fall back. Get the Jericho on the radio. We need a damn air strike," Travis instructed as he fired his M-4 assualt rifle into the thick woods, hoping to strike some of the of Ma'dah soldiers.

could you put Tomzila military forces there too. They landed on Northwestern part of the island and the Tomzilla flag is the Japanese flag

The squad moved quickly from the beach into the jungle, that was where they thrived. He radioded back to the sub that the delivery system had worked well and they would begin designatiing targets soon.

"remember what we're really here for" said the sargeant (name classified) "we find our target and get out as quickly as possible"

with that they fanned out ever watchfull

Along with 30 Spruance-Class Anti-Sub Destroyers, our fleet has arrived. F/A-18Fs have begun CAP.

OOC: Where would we place your fleet on the map? Pick a location and I can Photoshop in your ships and whatnot. It would just help the RP better if we knew where eachother relatively were located...[/

EDIT: Tomzilla, I'll add your fleet into the map in just a second...

Oh...Place our fleet slightly to the right of yours...like a little ways from the part of the island above the beachhead you gained that curves inwards.

Our CAP and Recon F/A-18E/Fs have noticed the commotion occuring only several miles away, with bright explosions on the beach head, and the Recon craft are flying over it at 30,000 feet to check it out.

Blue Squadron, Flight leader Oda Ueagu

Oda:This is Blue Squadron to Colerican ground forces we are preparing to strike your attackers.
Oda: All we need to know is where they are?
Oda: Blue Squadron is preparing to attack enemy.

"This is Colonel Mark Travis of the Colerica Imperial Army. Send your Blue Squadron over the line of the jungle just ahead of us in the jungle. We're under heavy fire!" Travis shouted into his radio to Oda Ueagu.

Blue Squadron Flight Leader Oda

Oda: Roger that Travis. Okay Blue Squadron, prepare to open fire. FIRE!!!

at that moment missles and bombs dropped into the jungle where the Isla De Plata militants were.

Photos from our reconaissance missions show several SAM sites a little further in the jungle. A flight of F-35s has taken off from an amphibous assault ship (sorry! forgot to mention that) of the Wasp-class, and are heading to engage the SAM sites with European passive radar missiles.

Bridge of the Godzillasaur

Radar techniction:Admiral!!! Unidentified submarine in radar!!
Tom:Send word to all ships to prepare for submarine attack after we send word for it to surface. If it doesn't surface prepare for the worse.

Bridge of the Godzillasaur

Radar techniction:Admiral!!! Unidentified submarine in radar!!
Tom:Send word to all ships to prepare for submarine attack after we send word for it to surface. If it doesn't surface prepare for the worse.

Photos from our reconaissance missions show several SAM sites a little further in the jungle. A flight of F-35s has taken off from an amphibous assault ship (sorry! forgot to mention that) of the Wasp-class, and are heading to engage the SAM sites with European passive radar missiles.

Four S-3B's have taken off from our aircraft carrier. Two unidentified submarines have been loocated through sonar. Intelligence shows this is not a friendly forces submarine; and our destroyers and S-3s are ready to engage.

Meanwhile, each F-35 deploys two ALARM's at the varied SAM sites and turn around before radar can get a whiff of them.

Four S-3B's have taken off from our aircraft carrier. Two unidentified submarines have been loocated through sonar. Intelligence shows this is not a friendly forces submarine; and our destroyers and S-3s are ready to engage.

Meanwhile, each F-35 deploys two ALARM's at the varied SAM sites and turn around before radar can get a whiff of them.

the ma'had had an idea: he formed an army of 72 boys no older than 12 and sent them to attack the intruders. Irt would be a disgrace to hurt kids

OOC: Here we go...sorry about the delay, had some computer problems...

http://www.angelfire.com/mi4/colerica/islaplatamap2.jpg

EDIT: Penguisiana, just to remind you, the Ma'had is a ruling party...like the Ba'ath were in Iraq...it's not just one man...



IC:

Colonel Travis looked up to see five F-14 Tomcats race through the sky. They were flying low enough that he could recognize the insignia as being the flag of his own nation. The Xevven Jericho had recieved their message, and sent help. He now wondered where the Blue Squadron from the Tomzillian forces were at.

Explosions shook the ground as air-to-surface missiles struck Ma'had targets in the jungle, exploding in massive fireballs and hurled a few enemy soldiers lifelessly into the air.

Tomzilla Army heading towards Isla De Plata capitol, Sergeant Ed Eddy

Ed:Remember men, to be careful about surprise attack.
Scout: Sir, we have spotted children with guns shouting about our deaths headeing here right now!!!
Ed: We can't kill children. Shoot above their heads to scare them when they come. If they charge us, fire to injure not to kill!

OOC: We send ninety virgin blonds and brunetts, between the ages of 16 and 19 and a half, to counter your little bows. J/K :)

IC: The S-3B Vikings zero in on the sub's location...more reconaissance flights are conducted, and two F/A-18E/Fs have been sent to the Colercian beachfront, with the goal of dropping six 1000-lb bombs in the treeline ahead.

We advise you to retreat a bit :)

Blue Squadron, Oda

Oda: Blue Squadron to Travis, Blue Squadron to Travis. We have drooped bombs and are returning to the Godzilla for refueling. We have lost one plane but the pilot was able to eject. If you find him try to transport him back to the Godzilla

OOC: How are the four of us communicating IC-wise...

"We must plan to secure the beach, connecting our occupation with that of Colerica."

The skies were filled with the roar of jet engines that day, as F/A-18E/Fs flew many passes over the beachhead, taking reconaissance pictures. More F/A-18s and F-35s struck SAM sites and any opposittion encountered. Time and time again bumps struck the jungles for a five-mile deep, twenty-mile wide stretch beyond the beach.

The Wasp Amphibous Assault Ship launched the landing that night; accompanied by more F/A-18s flying armed reconaissance, F-14s flying CAP, and F-35s striking targets in the forest.

Five hundred elite naval forces (think SEALs) landed on the empty beach head and cautiously secured a fortified position. Arriving in LCAC's, they set up a very fortified position, machine guns ready. Several amoured amphibous assault vehicles slowly moved their way onshore. The air strikes had done a good job. Resistance was non existant. In groups, the navy elites headed southeast along the beach, gradually making their way to the Colercian beach.

The Tomzillian planes flew overhead and delivered their payload. Four massive explosions ensued and all of the enemy gunfire fell silent.

"This is Travis. You did good work. I'll send word to one of Special Forces team to find your downed pilot. Best of luck on your side of the island," he said and clicked off his headset radio.

Colonel Travis turned at the sight of more LCACs riding up onto shore. The CSS Jason Dawes, a Deep Sea Hovercraft Transport, had arrived to the fleet. They deployed Challenger II Main Battle Tanks as well as CAS Spider 4WD Fast Attack Jeeps to the shore along with an additional hundred plus soldiers. Tomahawk Assault and Transport Helicopters were flying in from the CSS Crusader. Suspended by cables were heavier hardware for the Colerican soldiers. CAS TC-10 MBTs, Challenger II MBTs, Fuchs Transportpanzer APCs, et all, were being deployed to the shores.

Sort-of-IC: More Colerican forces are going to be sent from the mainland of Colerica. They include, but are not limited to the following:
-CSS Jackson Ridge: Nimitz Class Aircraft Carrier
-CSS Phantom, CSS Banshee, CSS Ghost: Iowa Class Battleships
-CSS Raze, CSS Devastation, CSS Malice: Hellfire Class Heavy Cruisers
-CSS Titan: Thor Class Battleship
-CSS Alatsar, CSS Zachara, CSS Randall, CSS Risa: Arleigh Burke Class AEGIS Destroyers
-CSS Nobility: Ticonderoga Class Guided Missile Cruiser
-CSS Invincible, CSS Warrior: Oliver Hazard Perry Class Frigates
-CSS Invader, CSS Conqueror: Wasp Class Amphibious Assault Ships
-CSS Intruder: Helicopter Assault Ship
-Atleast 2 more Ohio Class Subs

The 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Infantry Divisions have been deployed (80,000 Troops) with the 6th, 8th, and 9th ID's being held on standby, awaiting orders to deploy.

The 1st Armored (600 Challenger II MBT’s, 250 Leopard ZA5’s, 100 XT-V-15 MBT’s, 100 CAS TC-10 MBT’s, 50 Apocalypse II’s) is en route.

Colerica will crush the Ma'dah...

500 Marines arrive, accompanied by an additional 300 naval elites, to further secure our position.

Night falls, and our marines send scouting parties into the jungle to scalvage anything from the ruins. Several mangled bodies and equipment are found, and sent back for identification.

One group is fired upon and takes two casualties before eliminating the attackers, only to find it is a group of small boys climbing in the trees, with Uzi's.

We continue to hold firm the beachfront and send scouting parties of 30 to attack any enemy they sea.

Finally we reach Colercian occupied-beach.

OOC: Is it day or night right now on Isle De Plata?

Colonel Mark Travis watched as the Tomahawk A & T helicopters finished unloading their delivery. Colerican soldiers scurried around, climbing aboard APCs and talking amongst themselves, preparing for the trek into the heart of the island and, ultimatly, the capital city.

"Sir," James approached. "We're picking up some activity to the west of us," he said.

"Hostiles?" Travis asked, expecting the answer.

"Yes, most likey. The Ma'dah is getting desperate, it looks. They're using anyone as soldiers. They've dragooned women and children into their forces. Reports coming through are saying that there is an advancing group of seventy plus armed boys. Under twelve years old, sir. Little kids," James said, stressing the point of children fighting repeatedly.

"I understand. We can't engage women or kids. They're non-combatents," he said.

"What if they hit us first, sir?" Morris asked.

"The people here don't like the Ma'dah. These are kids. They'll be scared off by the site of Challenger II rolling through their jungles," Travis replied. "I hope," he added.

"So you're saying don't shoot them?" Morris asked.

"Don't shoot them. Tag all the enemy soldiers you can. Don't kill the kids and women. Unless they fire on you first, with the intent of killing," Travis instructed.

The Peoples Republic of Lipova has nothing to do with this! Maybe the UN does.

Tomzilla Army, Sergeant Ed Edd

Scout: Sir, the children are turning Southeast towards the Colerican Army.
Edd: Good... radio the Colericans about this at once!!
Radio technicion: Yes sir.
Edd: Start moving towards the first city on the map on what seems like a road.
Soldiers: Yes sir!!!

Colonel Travis didn't like the sound of what the Tomzillian soldier had told him on the radio. Children. Who in God's name would be desperate enough to use children when fighting? That was absolutely deplorable.

Travis had other things to be concerned with. They had to start their trek through the jungle to get to the nearest city. Now they had a solid beachhead on Isla De Plata, and they had just came in contact with the Zoogie elites. This will go easy, he thought.

They had to get on that northern road. From there they could hit the first of Tadgenbar. Tadgenbar was closest city to the Colerican forces, and it was a top objective to take. Once there, they could mount their assault on the capital.

The team had picked out their targets in the complex. This lab deep inside the jungle had what they had came for. In unison the squad opened fire with minimis, M4203's and barrett sniper rifles.

ooc:colerica, can you give me details on what bio weapons the enemy has so i know what im dealing with.

OOC: Anthrax, V/X, mustard gas, Sarin nerve gas, et all...similar to Iraq...

Bridge of the Godzillasaur

Tom:Has the submarine surfaced?
Radar technition: No sir.
Tom: Radio the submarine Nautilus to sink that intruding submarine...

ooc: whos rping the enemie? can they post losses

ooc: are you talking about my sub?

"captain!" cried the xo " i think they might attack us"
"jesus christ" said the captain "start radioing their command ship now before this entire op is blown!"

ooc: whos rping the enemie? can they post losses

OOC: It was Penguisiana, but they left...

Damn double post....

Get your paws off me, you damn, dirty triple-post....

Bridge of the Godzillasaur

Radar technition: Admiral!!!! The submarine is surfacing!
Tom: Oh my god...radio the Natiulus immediatly!!! Do not open fire!!!

Colerica Imperial News has been following the ongoing war in Isla De Plata since it began. We now have a report on causalities for the United Empire of Colerica. We know for certain that at least fourteen soldiers are dead and an additional eleven have been injured. We will continue to update you, live....

ooc: shall i just rp their losses but realisticly then? or wait for them to come back if they are

OOC: Just RP their losses...I don't think that Penguisiana will care that much...

Colonel Travis crept slowly through the thick jungle, careful not to make to much sound. He had put himself in the advanced scouting unit, consisting of eleven men, to recon the road to Tagdenbar. His men were moving fast enough to keep a suitable pace, but slow enough not to make to much noise. They hadn't seen any Ma'dah patrols, but there was the obvious signs that troops had been through here within a few hours.

Gojira Tokugawa, Minister of War, is sad to report that 10 soldiers are listed as K.I.A, one listed as M.I.A, and 20 injured in the war against Isla De Plata. Remember fellow Tomzillians that this is a war of liberation. Remember, Protect Liberty at All Costs.

OOC: It's daytime still, I suppose, but I'm just doing air strikes all day so I posted what was going to happen later that night. Now that I'm back, I'm going back to normal time. (Before I landed).

IC:

The two mysterious subs still hadn't surfaced. The S-3Bs immediately went to work, attacking them; as well as our destroyers. We learned that one was already target by Tomzilla.

Meanwhile, preparations for the beach landing were being made

things weren't going well. The leader of the ma'dah decided that maybe a bluff might fool the invaders. he telegrammd to the carriers of the zoogie people, telling him to send it to the pther invader

I would like to inform you that I am not in isles de plata, and that when I came to power I planted many bombs inside the soils of my country. If you do not leave at once, I will detonate them and blow isles de plata up. I give you 24 hours

the subs begin to mover towrd the zoogie fleet... all but 5 sewolfs

now i'm being myself:

somewhere in a sub:

"Sigh... I wish I was home" said victor, crewman of a traflgar

"oh, c'mon and have a beer with us" said another

"You really should be watching the radar" said victor

"I don't give a damn, noones gonna come"

"If I"m not mistaken we're drifting off towards the zoogie's fleet"

"so?"

"Oh my god, what are those coming toward us?"

"ah, probably a giant fish"

"thats 400 feet long?"

"you ain't no navigator and can't read radars"

"there's like 100 of them"

"shut up and have a beer"

"It's gonna hit us"

"make me get up to look at some stupid radar" his heart stopped pumping as he saw what was before him..


"HOLY $#!+ we're under attack..." too late... there was a firey explosion as the sub exploded into pieces...

"Sir, we've, er, received a telegram," reported a sailor onboard the carrier.

[code:1:ecee7f9e88]
I would like to inform you that I am not in isles de plata, and that when I came to power I planted many bombs inside the soils of my country. If you do not leave at once, I will detonate them and blow isles de plata up. I give you 24 hours
[/code:1:ecee7f9e88]

The admiral reviewed it. "That's bull," he said. "I don't care where the heck the leader is. The objective was made clear to us: secure the island. We've already mine-sweeped and bomb-sweeped the beach and surrounding sea. There's nothing there."

Meanwhile, five blips appeared on the sonar. "Looks like we've got company," grinned the admiral. "Are the four Vikings still in the air?"

"Yes sir...the others are ready to go."

"Send them up. Ready our own subs and destroyers."

OOC: Penguisiana, I am RPing this to help Colercia take over a country with style. If your object is to make all participants take as many heavy losses as possible, and have some random terrorist country suddenly supply them with 200 billion worth of submarines and more soldiers...I'm going to have to leave. If you can make that up, I can make a terrorist country to destroy your sub army, and another one to nuke you. :wink:

you can always retreat

besides... a terroist group is supplying them ith 200 billion dollars worth of stuff. This is just a branch of the ma'dah regime.... oops. I said too much :(

oh yeah.... Ma'dah losses


27 snipers

52 boys

basically 850 men

2 subs

What terrorist group? Or did you create one out of thin air? Look, I sent my fleet before you announced 110 subs were around the island...someone had to send them there. The country could not come up with it on their own. You can't make up a terrorist group on your own, out of thin air, on such a magnitude (I've never heard of terrorists with subs...)

I can only assume your nation did it. With subs you had already bought. A challenge is all good and fine, but not severely outnumbering three huge fleets combined.

fine..... 80 subs disappear in thin air ok? I'm just saying I posted the ma'dah army... they were never shipped there during the battle. they were there already

OOC: Yeah, Penguisiana, it's fun to have someone RP as the enemy, but the enemy isn't big enough to have hundreds of billions of dollars worth of fancy toys.

IC:

The CSS Jackson Ridge sailed through the choppy seas as it approached Isla De Plata. The carrier group was large, but was necessary to protect the Ridge. Soon, it would rendezvous with the Colerican fleet and continue the assault on the Ma'dah.

***

Colonel Travis stopped dead in his tracks. He laid down in a proning position and signaled for his team members to do the same. Up ahead of them stood a pick-up truck mounted with a .50 caliber machine gun. A half a dozen gaurds stood next to it, talking amongst themselves. Travis lifted his M-4 carbine to level the sights on the head of the one of the Ma'dah soldiers. He took a breath and squeezed the trigger. The enemy soldier fell limply to the muddy ground. His Ma'dah partners raised their AK-74's to fire, and were quickly engaged with the Colerican soldiers. A soldier dove into the pick-up truck and grabbed control of the mounted machine gun. He rattled off several .50 caliber rounds at the Colerican troops until James pumped three rounds into his chest.

"That was a little intense. Anyone injured?" Hendrickson asked.

"Montclair took one in the right thigh. Looks pretty bad," another soldier said.

"Damn. We have to get him out of here," Travis said. "Call the convoy. They can take him," Travis said.

"And of us?" James replied.

"We're to stick to our orders. Lieutenant Faria told us to scout this road and get to Tagdenbar. And we're going to do exactly that. In Tagdenbar, we'll meet-up with Bayle's team and we'll start to secure the city," Travis said.

OOC: Heard about the disguised kamikaze landing on my carrier, Penguisiana :) Well, I can't find it, but just to let you know navies keep track of their aircraft...they use IFF, Identification Friendly or Foe, disguised paint won't cut it...there's no way I will clear a plane to land just because it looks like one of mine :) No navy would. Unless it was WWII, maybe.

IC: The five subs are all fired upon.

OOC: I never saw your Kamikaze post, it would not have happened. One of my 30 F-14s flying combat air patrol would have shot it down, or my carrier would, or one of my cruisers or destroyers...no way in heck someone in the modern world would let a enemy plane land...so...

IC:
"Contact, bogey, you're twelve o'clock low, three-nine miles," said the RIO of one of the six F-14Ds currently flying CAP.

"I see him...IFF check turns up unknown. Green Three to Aegis, are we the only ones up in the air?"

"Yes, apart from the Hornets in reconaissance, but they're about fifty miles off. Friendlies have no aircraft near us either."

"We have a bogey three-seven miles away, request permission to fire."

The pilot had already locked on.

"Permission granted."

Two AIM-54C Phoenix's were launched, with around 8 seconds between them.

The Phoenix's were in the most effective part of their range.

OOC: Updated the map to reflect our advancing forces. Added the three major city names, too...Venkara is the capital city, by the way. Remember: Red is Colerica, Yellow is Tomzilla, and Cyan is Zoogie People...

http://www.angelfire.com/mi4/colerica/islaplatamap3.jpg

CYAN! Thanks :P Will post again tomorrow afternoon to reflect later developments.

The Allied States of Nova Scotias has been waiting for the right time to intervene in this war and now is the time. We are located at the west of Colcerica and south of Tomzilla. We have our F-18's and F-14's flying round the clock and Auroras patroling our seas for submarines. We will be working with Penguisiana in defending off foreign invaders.

As a side note, I have to study for my midterms/finals, and so may disappear sporadically in the period of time from now to two weeks from now. I might not be able to go online too often.

Penguisiana is also invading. He just happens to RP the other side as well.

OOC: i will be helping penguisiana when he is in roel of the regime..

IC:
"The skies are clear for now sir"

"But for how long" said the captain.

"Put together a ground team of 10 000 strong and make way for Mordga. We shall set up there. Make sure they are supported with air support form the 13 royal air regiment and the 31 royal scotian light infantry. Make sure we are on high alert and everyone is ready for everything!

The Allied States of The Rebelious Rebels will send in military in mutual aid for the Allied States of Nova Scotias. The Allied States of The Rebelious Rebels will send the following..
4 aircraft carriers
8 battleships
5 frigates
15 subs
90 000 ground troops
300 F-18's
for now this is what is on its way to meet up with The Allied States of Nova Scotias. Additional units will be sent if needed.

Argh, that's a lot of ground troops for such a small island. Colercia is just taking over a friend's nation in style, we dont want this to be a high casualty slugfest :P

Colercia, a dire situation in the Anti-Terror Army will force me to pull out. I will ask Penguisiana to land his significant forces on my beachhead.

For now, I ask that your army holds my fortified position; I will pull out in the afternoon.

B-52 squadron just taken off from Tomzilla beachead air strip, Lt. Joe Foss

Foss:Okay boys, we will hit Venkara to help the army prepare for its attack on Venkara. The army is only 30 miles away from the city.

30 minutes later...

Foss:Prepare to drop bombs...Drop the bomb now!!! Turn back to base now.

hundreds of bombs dropped to the city below...

Bridge of the Godzillasaur

Hadrian: Admiral.
Tom:Yes?
Hadrian: A country called the Rebelious Rebels have landed troops on Isla De Plata to oppose the Colericans. They have four aircraft carriers south of us.
Tom:Radio the cruisers and destroyers to fire their cruise missles at this invaders directly at their aircraft carriers...

The sound of the Tomzilla bombing rumbled through the jungle. Sargent (name classified) was thankfull, the Ma'dah would be diverting troops to defend the city and the bombings would cover the sound of gunfire. At that the team stormed into the building shooting at anyone they could see.

OOC: I find it a little...odd that these two nations were made on the same day and have relatively the same amount of posts....*coughpuppetscough*


The United Empire of Colerica ceases to see why Isla De Plata is any concern for either The Rebelious Rebels or Novia Scotias. We see your acts as purely imperialistic, and have taken great offense. Mind you, if you engage a single Colerican or Tomzillian soldier, we will take both of your nations head on in this fight. The United Empire will not stand for this by any stretch of the imagination. Withdraw your forces immediatly, or face prompt and immediate destruction.

Consider yourselves warned,

Xevven Jericho
Magistrate of War

The United Empire of Colerica will hold The Zoogie People's fortifications. In conjunction with Penguisiana, we will fend off any attack.

We bid you the best of luck in your situation with the Anti-Terror Army, and we hope for the best.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foriegn Affairs

The United Empire of Colerica will hold The Zoogie People's fortifications. In conjunction with Penguisiana, we will fend off any attack.

We bid you the best of luck in your situation with the Anti-Terror Army, and we hope for the best.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foriegn Affairs

Thank you, Colerica. Our forces have withdrawn, save two navy elite soldiers who will keep us updated in the situation. We will help The Anti-Terror Army should the dire situation come to conflict, which it looks like it will. We bid you luck in retaking the island.


Penguisiana's fleet will arrive where my fleet left.

Field Artillery 30 miles outside of Venkara, General Homer Simpson

Simpson: Tell all artillery cannons to prepare to fire on Venkara.
Soldier: Yes sir.
Simpson: Open Fire!!!

hundreds of howitzers released their payload on the city raining shells and sharpenel on it...

Colonel Mark Travis snuck behind a building. He signaled for his men to follow. He peered his head past the wall and saw a Ma'dah patrol group down the road. They had a rugged looking jeep standing parked next to them with what appeared to be a grenade launcher mounted to the jeep.

"This looks pretty tight, sir," James said.

"It will loosen up a little once we get air power. Which, by my calculations, should be right about.....now," Travis said.

Within seconds of Colonel Travis uttering those words, high above him, an F-117 Nighthawk released a 1,000 lb bomb. The explosion that ensued destroyed an entire building down the street from Travis and his men, showering the streets with debris. The gaurd patrol leaped into action and scurried towards the explosion site. Travis and his men saw the time to unload. They raised their weapons and fired, bringing down the four man patrol.

"This is going to be a long day boys," Travis said.

OOC: My connection is being really wierd right now...so access to RP'ing may be sparatic...

OOC: Okay, (Nova Scotias and The Rebelious Rebels) after doing a little 'homework,' I've come to the undebatable question of: Where in hell did you get that military from? You know you have to buy things, right? You can't just say, "I have this and this and this and this...." That's godmodding.

Both Nova Scotias and The Rebelious Rebels are being targeted by my IGNORE cannon right now...I'm debating with myself whether or not to fire it....RP right or get ignored...

Bump

B-52 Stratofortresses soared over jungle just to the east of Tagdenbar, a site of advancing Ma'dah forces. Upon opening their bomb doors, they released hundreds of 'dumb' bombs onto the ground below. Explosions shook the jungle floor, devastating the enemy forces below.

***

B-2 Spirits zipped high above Tagdenbar. With laser percision, they released their payloads onto multiple buildings, absolutely obliterating their targets. Colonel Travis took cover as an explosion blasted apart a stone building across from him and his men.

"That was a bit close," Carington remarked.

"Keep moving. We're to do a complete sweep of these buildings up here. These air raids are buying our convoy the time it needs to get to the city. Just a little longer and we'll have enough men to overrun this place," Travis said, loading a fresh clip into his M-4 carbine.

"Let's hope so," James replied. "Let's hope so."

Travis radio crackled. "This is Lietenant Faria. Where are you?"

"This is Colonel Travis. We're in the first few road stretches of Tagdenbar. The heart of the airstrikes," Travis said.

"Any casualities?" Faria asked.

"One," Travis replied. "What's the sitrep on the rest of the Allied forces?" he added.

"The Zoogie's have pulled out. Some sort of emergency situation involving the Anti-Terror Army. Don't ask. The Tomzillians are bombarding Venkara in preparation for an invasion of the city. General Koren has authorized the landing of additional ships to the east of the Tomzillian fleet. They'll push their way through and meet up with the Tomzillian forces in Venkara. Sack the capital together," Faria informed.

"What of the Penguisiana forces?" Travis asked.

"They're supposed to take over the fortifications that The Zoogies had left and continue where they left off," Faria said.

"Be advised that the Ma'dah have Colerican prisoners. They shot down a TTH transport chopper southeast of Tagdenbar," Faria stated.

"Acknowledged," Travis replied. "You want to do me a favor? Tell our pilots to watch where they're aiming. We're almost getting fragged here," he continued.

Faria chuckled. "Will do. Out."

Field Artillery 30 miles outside of Venkara, General Homer Simpson

Soldier: General.
Simpson: What is it soldier?
Soldier: The Colericans are landing troops east of our beachead to take Venkara with our troops.
Simpson: Good. Continue the bombardment. Radio General Caesar to stop his tanks and troops 10 miles outside of Venkara. Wait until the Colericans cath up and then begin the invasion.
Soldier: Yes sir...

The CSS Jackson Ridge glided through the water slowly. The large Nimitz Class Aircraft Carrier didn't have near the speed of it swift escorts, but was the hulk of the battle group. Outside of the CSS Victory, a Command Ship, the Jackson Ridge was the brains in the fleet, too. The fleet approached the northeastern shores of Isla De Plata, and Admiral Alexander Keller prepared for the onstart of war. Keller was no stranger to warfare, he had been through some of the toughest conflicts around. Twenty-two years in any nation's navy gives you experience.

"Admiral, we've just recieved word that Tomzillian General Homer Simpson has arranged for his ground forces to stall their advancement to Venkara long enough for us to play some catch up," an officer said as he hurried to the ship.

"Wise move. We better hurry then. We wouldn't to keep General Simpson or our Tomzillian friends waiting too long," Keller replied.

"Yes sir," the officer said and walked out of the wheel room.

Sort-of IC: This is the list of the fleet coming to the east of the Tomzillian fleet:
-CSS Jackson Ridge: Nimitz Class Aircraft Carrier
-CSS Phantom, CSS Banshee, CSS Ghost: Iowa Class Battleships
-CSS Raze, CSS Devastation, CSS Malice: Hellfire Class Heavy Cruisers
-CSS Alatsar, CSS Zachara, CSS Randall: Arleigh Burke Class AEGIS Destroyers
-CSS Nobility: Ticonderoga Class Guided Missile Cruiser
-CSS Invincible, CSS Warrior: Oliver Hazard Perry Class Frigates
-CSS Invader, CSS Conqueror: Wasp Class Amphibious Assault Ships
-CSS Intruder: Helicopter Assault Ship
-Atleast 2 more Ohio Class Subs

The 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Infantry Divisions have been deployed (80,000 troops). The 6th, 8th, and 9th ID's (60,000 troops) have been also deployed. The 9th ID is being deployed to Isla Fantasmas, the small island north off the coast of Isla De Plata. They will sweep the island of Ma'dah forces.

The CSS Devastation, CSS Phantom, CSS Raze, and CSS Ghost will position themselves along the northern coastline and bombard key targets on shore. Together, Colerica and Tomzilla, will eliminate the evil that is the Ma'dah.

Sort-of IC: This is the newest version of the map, with changes to reflect our advancing forces and the departure of The Zoogie People's forces...

http://www.angelfire.com/mi4/colerica/islaplatamap4.jpg



IC:

The large armored column slugged down the muddy jungle road. Within a short time, the Colerican convoy would be in Tagdenbar, to liberate the city. Once they reached Tagdenbar, the invasion of the city would commense. The Colericans would soon work on surrounding the city and closing in on it. The Ma'dah would have no place to run and the city would come under Colerican control. Forever liberated from the iron-grip of the Ma'dah ruling party.

***

The bombing raids had continued all throughout the night on Tagdenbar, devastating most of the city and routing out the Ma'dah forces from their hiding holes. Colonel Travis and his men were able to take a foothold in a series of buildings, where they could pick and choose their targets from there.

"Okay men, we only need to hold out a little longer. Our convoy is only a hour or two from us. Once our hardware and more troops get here, the Ma'dah will crumple like the paper bag they are," Travis explained.

"Yeah, key phrase being 'only need to hold out a little longer.' What happens if the Ma'dah bring in their hardware?" Hetherington asked.

"Our airstrikes have taken out their hardware, Hetherington. In effect, the Ma'dah is blind, mute, deaf, and defenseless. We've cut off their ability to find our positions. We've cut off all of their communications to outside forces. We've cut off all of of their communications amongst themselves. And we're cutting off their ability to defend themselves right now," Travis said.

Explosions continued to rock the city as planes soared high above, continually releasing their payloads onto Ma'dah forces and locations.

Colerica Imperial News is sad to release a confirmed list of United Empire casualities. A total of thirty-three Colerican soldiers have been killed in the war with Isla De Plata. An additional forty-nine injured. And seven are listed as missing in action as the result of a TTH transport helicopter being shot down.

Magistrate of State and the younger sister of the Emperor, Kressi Thra, released this statement in regards to the war. "The war with Isla De Plata is a noble action on our [UEC's] part. In war, sacrifices have to be made. Soldiers die. It is a most unfortunate thing to deal with, but we must realize that these brave soldiers are risking their lives to liberate the oppressed people of Isla De Plata."

Xevven Jericho, Magistrate of War, couldn't be reached for comment. However, War Department may release a statement later today. We will continue to cover the war as it happens....

How do you go to war?

Bridge of the Godzillasaur, Admiral Tom Shadle

Hadrian: Admiral, the Colericans have begun the final attack on Tagdenbar.
Tom: Let us assist the Colericans by having half of our B-52s bomb Tagdenbar immediatly and help our ground with constant bombing of Venkara with the other B-52s and all B-2s until the Colericans have met up with our land forces.
Hadrian: And what about that island east of us?
Tom: Leave it for the Colericans to handle...

Being PEnguisiana: Sorry but my forces will have to retreat for we are going to be involved in another war

Ma'dah: the bombs raged on killing every body. The moral of ther soldiers dropped inmensly.
"men, you have all fought hard and well" said the leader "but times like this victory in not possible, you shall fight till the death. IF we go down! everybody else goes down too. Kill as many as you can until your last breath. Make your self a living bomb, and-----" zip, a bullet flew through the air, killing the leader instantly. A soldier appeared among the crowd

" defeat is all that we can get, if we surrender, maybe they will spare mercy on us and let us live, we are the civilians, afetr all" there were murmurs of agreement.

Soon after an unarmed plane flew off to make a treaty with colceria

Being PEnguisiana: Sorry but my forces will have to retreat for we are going to be involved in another war

Ma'dah: the bombs raged on killing every body. The moral of ther soldiers dropped inmensly.
"men, you have all fought hard and well" said the leader "but times like this victory in not possible, you shall fight till the death. IF we go down! everybody else goes down too. Kill as many as you can until your last breath. Make your self a living bomb, and-----" zip, a bullet flew through the air, killing the leader instantly. A soldier appeared among the crowd

" defeat is all that we can get, if we surrender, maybe they will spare mercy on us and let us live, we are the civilians, afetr all" there were murmurs of agreement.

Soon after an unarmed plane flew off to make a treaty with colceria

Bridge of the CSS Jackson Ridge

"Admrial!" an officer shouted. "Unidentified plane coming in. IFF scans are negative," he said.

"Let it land," Admiral Alexander Keller instructed.

"But sir," he started.

"We've recieved word from the dispatch. The Ma'dah are surrendering. Their leader has apparently been killed. We're to let this plane land. Here they will work out an unconditional surrender," he said.

"Yes sir," the officer replied.

The plane touched down on the aircraft carrier. Four Ma'dah officials walked out, holding their arms up to signal they were unarmed. Colerican military police led them to a room in the cabin of the Jackson Ridge. Inside the room sat a large table. Alexander Keller was seated at the head of the table with several Colerican and Tomzillian military officials around him.

"Welcome," Keller said. "As we have been notified, you are here to surrender. The United Empire of Colerica and the Democratic Republic of Tomzilla will accept nothing less than a complete and unconditional surrender to our forces. We now ask that you sign this document on the signified lines provided to fulfill the Ma'dah surrender," Keller said.

Bridge of the Godzillasaur, Admiral Tom Shadle

Hadrian: Admiral, the Ma'dah are surrendering on the Jackson Ridge!
Tom:Radio the Godzilla to get a transport aircraft to go to the Jackson Ridge so I can see the final surrender myself. Tell all generals to stop their attacks.
Hadrian: The Godzilla will give you their best pilot for the journey. Good luck sir...

Colonel Travis' radio crackled. "Colonel Travis. The Ma'dah are surrendering on board the Jackson Ridge. General Koren has given the order for our forces to halt. Stay where you are. Only engage Ma'dah forces if they engage you first," Luietenant Christian Faria said.

"Surrendering? You're serious?" Travis replied, shocked by the news.

"I've never been more serious," Faria responded.

"Damn. That could explain why they've stopped fighting almost all together. There hasn't been a single gunshot from them in a while. Why'd they give the go ahead to surrender like this, LT? I thought they'd fight they had nothing left," Travis said.

"Their leader, Adien Uraine, was killed by other members of the Ma'dah. Apparently, they're sick of fighting. They have nothing left and they knew it. So they shot him. His underlyings sent men to the Jackson Ridge to sign surrender papers. The Tomzillians are in on it to. They're sending over one of their admirals as we speak to watch the official surrender. Congratulate yoursleves, the war is over," Faria said. "Out."

Colerica Imperial News has been informed that the Ma'dah, the ruling party on Isla De Plata, have officially signed papers outlying their unconditional surrender to the United Empire of Colerica and the Democratic Republic of Tomzilla. The Ma'dah have surrendered after their leader, Adien Uraine, was killed by members of his own party. The exhausted Ma'dah underlyings flew to the CSS Jackson Ridge, where they signed their terms of surrender.

People are rejoicing throughout the United Empire as the war, seemingly, has come to a close. The main thing on people's minds now: the reconstruction of Isla De Plata. Allied airpower completely decimated all utilities that the Ma'dah had to its use, rendering it incapable of fighting. The United Empire of Colerica is expected to announce that it will place bids up for grabs on contracts to rebuild the infastructure of Isla De Plata. More on this later...

To Colerica,

With the unconditional surrender of the Ma'dah, we must stop those in the Ma'dah that oppose the surrender who will fight to the end. Once there is complete change on Isla De Plata, Tomzillian forces will pull out. The future looks bright for Colerica and Tomzilla.

From,
Gojira Tokugawa, Minister of War

Mr. Tokugawa,

We are in full agreeance. The Ma'dah have officially surrendered, but loyalists of Adien Uraine will not go gentle into that good night. These men are trained killers and will not hesitate to wage a guerilla war with our two nation's soldiers. We must still advance into the cities of Isla De Plata and secure them. Only then can we finish routing out the Ma'dah loyalists.

Regards,

Xevven Jericho
Magistrate of War

Bump

The team let smoke flares off to signall in the helo. They clambered aboard with the addition off several small containers they had retrieved from the lab. "signal the colercian forces, tell them we found a weapons lab and they might be intersted in it" at that the helo swept away to the frigate that awaited them further out to sea

Lieutenant Christian Faria of the Imperial Army of the United Empire of Colerica stood next to a humvee as he watched Colerican troops make their way through the city streets of Jorma, a small city that had just been liberated.

"Sir," a voice said from behind.

Faria turned. Sgt. Richards stood behind him. "Yes?" Faria asked.

"We just got contact by Huzen Hagen elites. They said they found something that we should find interesting," Richards said.

"Interesting how?" Faria asked.

"From what they're saying it's along the lines of evidence of WMDs, sir," Richards answered.

"I see. That is interesting then. Get back to me when you recieve further word," Faria instructed.

"Yes sir," he said.

To Colerica,

We are very sad to say, but over a 10 day period Tomzilla will pull out 70% of its forces. This comes from the threat of the another nation of war.
Please take over some of our ground from where our forces will be leaving. Some day we will return.

From, Minister of War, Gojira Tokugawa

Gojira Tokugawa,

We are displeased slightly by this news, but we respect your decision one hundred fold. If you ever need of us to aid you in this 'threat' or any future complication, do not hesitate to ask us. We are in debt to your great nation for unifying with the United Empire of Colerica to topple the vicious Ma'dah regime. We bid you the best of luck in your indevours.

There is, however, the matter of reconstruction. Are any Tomzillian companies or coporations wishing to recieve contracts for reconstruction of Isla De Plata? We will pay hansomely, of course.

Our best regards, friend,

Maderic Thra
Emperor of the United Empire of Colerica

[i]OOC: For details on the reconstruction contracts, hit this link: http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=2596946&highlight=#2596946

The Anti-Terror Army situation is drawing to a close; peace talks are already under way. Therefore, The Zoogie People will be proud to announce thre return of its forces.

This time, on carrier battle group (see http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=95320&start=0 for details on each ship; otherwise, the group is composed of:

-2 CVN 77 carriers which carry: : Four E-2C Hawkeye; Four MH-53E Sea Dragon; Seven S-3B Viking; 30 F\A-18E\F SuperHornet; 30 F-14D Tomcat; 10 F-18G Hornet
-4 Iowa battleship
-15 Flight I Arleigh Burkes
-15 Flight IIA Arleigh Burkes
-15 Ticonderoga cruisers
-6 SeaWolf class attack subs, each with 2 Mantas.
-5 AOE-6 supply ship
Total approximate crew: 37,392)

Our WASP will also be returning. We will start once again with strike and reconaissance, then hopefully land somewhere else, if this war is not yet finished.

( it seems to be that the topic in which a nation declared war on me does not exist. sorry about the mix-up. none of the troops have left.)

Colerica Imperial News, confused with this startling news, has been informed that the core group of the former Ma'dah leadership has reformed, calling themselves the Ma'dah Reborn. They have, apparently, pledged to continue their war with Allied forces in Isla De Plata. This comes after three leaders of the Ma'dah signed an unconditional surrender onboard the CSS Jackson Ridge, just days ago. More on this later....

***

Colonel Mark Travis stood next to three other soldiers, relaxed and seemingly carefree. Now that the war with the Ma'dah was over, they didn't have to take things so carefully, and could relax in their efforts slightly.

"Colonel, you have a smoke?" Jackson asked.

"No," Travis replied cooly.

"Okay. Rison, you got a smoke?" Jackson asked, turning to another Colerican soldier.

"Yeah, hang on," the young soldier said, digging in his pack to find a pack of cigarettes.

Suddenly, an RPG screached through the air and slammed into the ground. The explosion that ensued violently tore apart Jackson and Rison. Travis was thrown to the ground from the force of the blast. He looked up just in time to see Ma'dah tanks, several of them, roaring down the muddy road.

Travis' radio came on to the sound of Lt. Faria. "Travis," he said.

"LT, what do you got for me?" Travis said, picking himself up quickly.

"Apparently, the leadership of the Ma'dah have recanted their surrender. They're calling themselves the Ma'dah Reborn and are headed up by Adien Uraine's son, Mage Uraine. We're back at war, boys. The Zoogies are back and the Tomzillians have decided to stay. Get ready," he said.

Tomzilla Army outside of Venkara, General Julius Ceasar

Ceasar talking into radio: I DON'T CARE IF THERE IS PEACE!!! WE JUST GOT ATTACKED AND LOST 20 MEN!!! START THE BOMBARDMENT BECAUSE WE ARE TAKNG THE CITY!!!
General Simpson on the other end of radio:FINE!!! (turns off radio) O.K. men open up the bombardment again for 30 minutes.
General Ceasar: Move out soldiers! We are taking Venkara...

****Ma'dah Reborn Announcement****

This is Mage Uraine, leader of the Ma'dah Reborn. We will never surrender. My father was a fool. He was to weak. So I havE taken his place. We will never surrender. You will have to go door to door to take us all. Mark my words.

****End Announcement****

OOC: I'm a friend of Colerica. He asked me to Rp as the bad guys so I am. :evil: :evil:

"Sir, recon has shown enemy forces congregating in a forest area not far from a beach head suitable for landing. What should be do?"

"Bomb the holy crap out of them."

Onboard one of the modified Nimitz carriers, a single F/A-18F is being readied. Fuel has been stripped to the bare minimum, and all armament has been removed except for two gigantic bombs on the wing. It took off, wobbling slightly, then regained stability and made a steady flight towards the destination: a forest where soldiers had been spotted in sporadic groups, with a few vehicles. What was needed was a nice, effective demolishing of that entire area.

Flying to its destination at angels 10, the Hornet targeted and dropped one gargantuan JDAM-guided 6000-lb bomb. Quickly the aircraft began to slant towards the right, which was the plan that had been worked out. After floating right and losing altitude, the pilot rolled the Hornet back to a level position, which took some effort, as all the weight was now on the right side. His WIO then released the other bomb, and the aircraft, after regaining stability, egressed.

Two magnificent explosions lit up the night. They would only have to do it once more.

OOC: I'm a friend of Colerica. He asked me to Rp as the bad guys so I am. :evil: :evil:

OOC: Yeah, so long as you don't godmod...

IC:

The Ma'dah Reborn tanks continued down the muddy road, firing their main guns at the Colerican forces. A shell struck a humvee, blowing it to pieces and raining debris to the ground. Colonel Travis and the soldiers around him ran for a vantage point as the approaching Ma'dah Reborn forces pursued. Travis figured there were at least nine tanks chasing them. Had Travis been with the rest of the Colerican forces, and not with the very small advanced recon team, they would have been able to take out these nine tanks with little problems. However, they were not with the convoy, and had no heavy armor for their use. All that they had were two Warrior Fighting Vehicles, which was now reduced to one Warrior Fighting Vehicle.

"This is Colonel Mark Travis of the Imperial Army. Does anyone copy? I need an EVAC immediatly!" he shouted into his headset radio.

"This is TTH chopper fourteen, over. We copy. Send us your location and we'll pick you up, over," a pilot's voice said over the radio.

"We're just outside Tagdenbar. What the hell is going on? We're being chased by Ma'dah MBTs and we need an exit, fast," Travis shouted. "We're on the southern-most road out of Tagdenbar," he added.

"Copy. En route. ETA ten minutes, over," the pilot said.

Minutes felt like hours to Colonel Travis. He and his men had hidden in the jungle east of the road, hoping the tanks would pass them by. The TTH chopper would be arriving any second, and Travis knew it needed a safe landing spot. The Ma'dah Reborn tanks roared up ahead, rumbling slowly down the road.

"Here they come," James let out, rifle in hand.

Tomzilla Squadron, flying C.A.P., Flight Leader Thomas Hirohito

Hirohito: Spotted 9 enemy tanks below us prepare to fire missles.
different pilots: Copy That. Roger That.
Hirohito: Fire Missles!!!

the F-18s fired their payload into the tanks below...

Tomzilla Squadron, flying C.A.P., Flight Leader Thomas Hirohito

Hirohito: Spotted 9 enemy tanks below us prepare to fire missles.
different pilots: Copy That. Roger That.
Hirohito: Fire Missles!!!

the F-18s fired their payload into the tanks below...

Massive explosions ensued. Travis and his men felt a wave of heat as the bombs dropped to their targets. They didn't have time to see if the tanks were destroyed or not, as the TTH helicopter was quickly making its landing in a clearing in the jungle. The men boarded the large transport chopper and it took off into the air, away from Tagdenbar.

Tomzilla Squadron, Flight Leader Hirohito

Hirohito: Good Job! 7 oblitherated and 2 smoking.
pilot: Commander! S.A.Ms inbound!
Hirohito: Evasive manuvers! Don't hit into that helocopter! Return to Base!

The TTH chopper flew just over the tree tops of the jungle, away from the city of Tagdenbar. Travis looked at his men. The team had started out with eleven members, but was now down to seven, Travis included. Suddenly, a missle screeched through the air and struck the chopper. The explosion tore the rear rotor completely off and shredded the hull of the helicopter.

The chopper began to fall fast and the pilot desperatly tried to bring the bird down for an easier landing. The TTH helicopter crashed through the tree canopy and down into the jungle. Everything for Colonel Travis went black.

Tomzilla Squadron, Flight Leader Hirohito

pilot: Sir! The helocopter just went down!
Hirohito: Damn it. Call in a rescue squad to see if there are any survivors.
pilot: Yes sir...

Rescue helocopter, Sergeant Eddy Gorgan

Eddy: Once we land, secure the Colerican crrash site. If the helocopter is in one piece, take back all you can.
soldiers: Yes sir!

As the helocopter landed, seven soldiers jumped out to find the crash site.

Private Nidhog: Sergeant! We have found the helocopter. We are bringing back all the men we can find.
Eddy: Hurry up with it! We don't want to be attacked.
Nidhog: Yes sir!

3 minutes later the helocopter flew back to its base.

(BUMP)

OOC: Sorry about the delay in RP'ing...my computer caught a virus and I had some problems with it...

IC:

Colonel Mark Travis opened his eyes to see the jungle and Tomzillian soldiers huddling around him. They had laid him on a carry-stretcher and were treating his wounds. Travis felt his forehead. Bringing his hand down to examine he saw it was covered in blood.

"You're awake?" a voice said.

"I think so," Travis replied, slowly.

"You guys took up quite a bruising. You got a three inch cut running over your left eye and several bruises and minor injuries. You'll be just fine," the man said.

"Are you Tomzillian or Colerican?" Travis asked.

"Colerican. Our CO's thought it best if we mix in forces a little, so I got embedded with a Tomzillian unit," he said. "My name is Chance Lawson. I'm your medic," he said.

"How are my soldiers?" he asked.

"Colonel Travis," Chance started.

"My soldiers," Travis said, trying to sit up from the stretcher.

"The chopper crash killed four of your men, sir," Chance answered. "James, Marcus, and Davies are bruised, but alive," he said.

"God," Travis muttered. "Four?" he asked, holding up four fingers.

"Four, sir," Chance replied. "James broke his right arm in two places. Marcus took a blow to the head, but is coherent and responsive. Davies got cut up something fierce, but he's okay. Both of the pilots were lost too," he finished.

"I'm going to get cleared for duty, though, right?" Travis asked.

"I guess so. Pyshically, you're okay. You're not hurt as bad as your men got it. You should be up and ready to fight in no time," he said.

Tomzillian/Colerican base south of Tagdenbar, Col. Edward Jager

Edward: We have to keep this base until we get relieved by the Colerican army.
Pvt. Kerry: I know sir, but that attack yesterday killed a few of our men.
Edward: The Ma'dah probably won't attack agai...

suddenly gunfire erupted from the tree line. Edward and Kerry dropped to the ground.

Kerry: Its another attack!
Edward: Get the main gun firing into the trees now!!!

The gun started firing into the jungle. Then over 100 Ma'dah soldiers ran out of the treeline, charging at the camp...

Edward: Hold the line!!! Kerry, tell the Colericans to use what helocopters are here and get the wounded out of here!
Kerry: Yes sir!

Men fell down dead from the gun fire. Some Ma'dah some Tomzillian. As the Ma'dah grew closer, Edward remembered the standerd issue sword given to all Tomzillian soldiers along with guns. When the Ma'dah were almost upon them he shouted out to pull out their swords...

Travis heard gunfire outside the medical tent. He sat up slowly, looking through an open window in the tent. Travis rolled off the hospital bed, and stood up.

"Where are you going?" James, one of his injured men, asked.

"Out there. The basecamp is getting attacked," Travis answered.

"If you're going out there, then take this," James said, handing him a 03SI pistol from the side of his bed.

Travis tucked the pistol into his belt line and walked carefully to the door. Opening the door slowly, he walked out. To his left, he saw three downed Tomzillian soldiers with medics attending to them. More injured soldiers, both Tomzillian and Colerican, laid on the in front of him. He crepted around the corner of a building and retrieved a rifle he found on the ground. It was a Colerican NE-19, something he was familar with. He checked the containers on the dead Colerican soldier who the weapon belonged to and found three full clips. He raised the rifle and lined up the sights on two Ma'dah soldiers to the left of him. He spit off several rounds and the soldiers fell dead. Travis threw himself into a commando roll and rolled to hide behind a set of crates piled next to a jeep.

A brief message after announcing 80,000 Fighting troops have arrived as the beginning force deployed,to further asses if more are needed or not,with special equipment offsensive and defensive,involving patriot missles and missile detector systems,bombs proof facilitys and tents for optimal military safety. We would not get involved unless we were sure after long reflection and view of the situation, that it was the right thing to do and that the enemy was a threat,to the WORLD and PEACE,not a puppet used for a government giving reason to go to war. We would only enter this danger zone when we were ready with our own equipment and we are now so we will join in against the Ma'dah and reach out a hand to Isla de Plata if the people there really are striving and wanting prosperity and freedom and are neglected of it against their wishes,in different ways. also we are sending asizeable task force ,numbers we're going to keep anonomous for top secret reasons but they are called the blue angles,a special task force simply for recovery and rescue missions and to flock innocent civilians out of harms way,by either stealth tactics or head on tactics. That is all for now,let us get try and end this threat quickly so the rebuilding process and homeland issues can beissues that obtain our sole attention. We will stand with our friends Of Colerica and Tomzilla Thank you.

-The Democratic States of Armourlin

Tomzillian/Colerican army camp under attack, Col. Edward Jager

After the main assault on the camp, Ma'dah troops were now heading back to the jungle.

Edward: Fire on them as they flee! Take their wounded captive.

Emplaced machine guns fired into the fleeing troops.

Edward: Fire! Fire! Fire! Kill them as they fl...

Suddenly, Edward felt great pains in both his thighs. He reached his hand down to the spot where it hurt and whenhe brought it back up it was covered in blood.He fell to his knees.

Edward: MEDIC!!!

Medics carried him away on a strecher as the final troops disappered into the jungle...

Travis lowered the rifle and jogged over to a mixed group of Tomzillian and Colerican troops. He surveyed the surroundings. Several men were lying wounded, some were dead. A hummer was tipped on its side, engulfed in flames. Medics and other troops scurried around the scene, trying to give assistance to the wounded.

"Colonel Travis," a voice called out.

Travis turned. "What is it--" he said, his voice trailing off when he saw who was talking to him. "What are you doing here?" he asked, rediscovering his tongue.

Standing before Mark Travis was a person he was very familar with. This was a person he had known his entire life. This was his younger sister. Lieutenant Allie Travis.

"What do you think, Mark?" she said. "I'm a soldier, just like you. I'm fighting for the United Empire. You're hurt. Why are you fighting?" she replied.

"I'm doing my duty. My injuries fairing. I was protecting my fellow troops," he replied.

"So am I," she said. "You can't treat me like I'm a little kid anymore, Mark. I'm nineteen. This is the Imperial Army. This is war," she started.

"I'm not treating you like a kid at all, Alexis. I know how old you are. I know this is the Imperial Army, and I damn-well know this is war. I'm two hours removed from crashing in a helicopter. I'm two hours removed from being chased by nine Ma'dah tanks, running for my life. Don't start with the 'this is war,' because I KNOW this is war," he said, emphatically.

"A, don't call me Alexis. You know how much I hate people calling me by my full name. B, I know you've been through all of that. That's why I'm worried about you. You're fighting after being lucky enough to survive a TTH crash. God damn Mark, you're one lucky son of a bitch. Count your blessings for once, before you're running GI Joe-style into combat," Allie said, trying to reason with her older brother.

"Don't start with me. This conversation is over. I'm an officer and I'm pulling rank. You're dismissed, Lieutenant," Travis snapped.

Allie rolled her eyes disheartedly and did as she was ordered to. She turned her back to Colonel Travis and walked over to a pair of medics who were working on a down Tomzillian soldier.

Tomzilla Army one mile out of Venkara, Gen. Yamamoto Aso

Aso: This city will be ours in a matter of days.
He looked up and saw bombs falling on the city.
Aso: Theres the air bombardment. And theres the field artillery bombardment. Coperal!
Coperal Henry George: Yes general?
Aso: Tell Commander Akihito to fire his MBT-92 maser cannons.
Henry: Yes sir!

Hundreds of MBT-92 masers lit up and fired lasers into the citys oblitherating buildings...

OOC: Lasers? Holy cow! :shock:

IC:

General Kayne paced inside the command tent of the Colerican central base. The sunlight streamed through a few windows in the tent walls as he walked.

"Sir," a communication soldier said to Kayne.

"What is it?" the Colerican general asked.

"We've just recieved word that the Tomzillians believe they will have Venkara within a few days. They're doing some heavy bombardment," he said.

"Who's their general in charge of the bombardments?" Kayne questioned.

"Uh," the soldier said, looking at a clip boad in his hand. "Aso...Yamamoto Aso, sir," he said.

"Get on the wire and tell this Aso to make sure there is minimum civillian deaths. We're ousting the Ma'dah, not innocent civillians," he ordered.

"Yes sir," the soldier replied.

(Yes lasers. We are a very intelligent nation.)

Tomzilla Army one mile outside of Venkara, Gen. Aso

Aso: Okay I will tell the troops that.
Gets off radio with Colerican soldier.
Aso: Stop the fire! Tell the troops to move into the city and do not fire unless fired upon.
Coperal Henry George: General!
Aso: Yes?
Henry: We have Ma'dah tanks moving out of the city. They fired on the MBT-92s and hit 2 of them!
Aso: Tell the commander there to open fire on the tanks but stop when they retreat. Also, send the troops into the city.
Henry: Yes sir...

C-130 cargo planes soared over Tagdenbar, high above the smoking city. Their cargo doors opened up and hundreds of paratroopers jumped from the planes. The paratroopers made their slow descent to the city as they glided through the air.

***

Tanks rolled forward down the muddy trail, armored APCs followed them. The Colerican convoy was, once again, reaching Tagdenbar. Not long from then, they would ride through the streets and begin to liberate the city, routing out any Ma'dah Reborn soldiers they could find.

Colonel Travis' headset radio buzzed with Lieutenant Faria's voice.

"What do you have for me, LT?" Travis asked.

"We're moving. General Kayne has placed you, again, in the advanced recon group," Christian started.

"Going where?" Travis replied.

"Mordga. It's time we finish this. We have troops deployed in Tagdenbar right now. ETA on the convoy to Tagdenbar is 4 hours. The city will fall to us. The Tomzillians are knocking right on the door of Venkara. United Empire forces are coming down from the north to join up with the Tomzillians. The major target left is Mordga. It's the one we haven't hit much at all. Airstrikes concentrated on Venkara, Tagdenbar, Jumun, and other key points. A lot of the Ma'dah have fled to either Isla Fantasmas, where our 9 ID is now, or have gone to Mordga. Mordga will be the toughest of all places to take, and will be the height of resistance, we believe," Lieutenant Faria informed.

"Understood. Anything else, LT?" he asked.

"Yeah. Stop calling me LT. I'm your CO now," he said.

"You were promoted?" Travis replied.

"Damn straight. Brigadier General Faria now," he said.

"You jumped from a First Lieutenant to Brigadier over night? How in hell did that happen?" Travis said as he walked over to a table.

"Brig. General Morn was...relieved of duty. They needed a man to take his spot. General Kayne found me and boosted me up," Faria said.

"You just jumped about ten ranks. That's real nice to--" Travis started. "Christ!" Travis shouted.

Faria heard Travis shout over the radio. The next thing he could hear was gunfire. "Travis!" Faria shouted back.

Colonel Travis watched as explosions rocked the Tomzillian/Colerican basecamp. Another Ma'dah Reborn attack. He retrieved a rifle from a table and then ran towards a tent to alert more troops. Travis wasn't five steps from the table he picked up the rifle from, when a RPG struck the table, obliterating it. Shards of wood were sent everywhere and Travis dove headfirst into the tent to shield himself from being skewed with a splinter. He rolled on the ground and got to his feet.

"Move!" Travis shouted to the men that were in the tent.

The troops were a mix of Colerican and Tomzillian and they had been already equiping themselves to go out and fight. They retrieved their respective rifles and ran out the tent, Travis with them. He felt his beltline to confirm that the pistol James had given him was still there.

James, Travis thought. All of the wounded men. They're going to be targets.

Travis hurried his way to the tent where James was at. Rushing out of the door was his sister.

"Allie," Travis shouted over the noise and confusion of combat.

"I know!" she shouted back, raising the rifle she had slung around her shoulder.

Out of the corner of Travis' eye he spotted an RPG screeching through hte air. He grabbed Allie and leaped away from the tent as quickly as possible. An explosion violently struck the tent, throwing Travis and his sister further away from it. Travis shieled Allie under him as the tent collapsed only meters from the two.

Transport aircraft above Venkara, Sergeant Robert Nagasi

Nagasi: O.k. men, we are going to drop behind enemy line to take Venkara from the Southeast. The army is attacking from the Northwest and are taking causlties there. Get ready to jump. Go! Go! Go! Go!

Parachutes opened over the Southeastern part of Venkara. If you looked North, you could see the occasional flash of a maser firing at enemy movement or bright orange flashes when masers were being hit from enemy fire. You could also see quick flashes from gunfire from each side...

Colonel Travis laid over his sister, still shielding her from the explosion of the tent. They slowly got up, exchanged glances, and grabbed their rifles. Together they ran towards a tip over humvee. Adjacent to the humvee were three Ma'dah soldiers, hiding behind a tipped-over vehicle themselves. As soon as Mark and Allie were five feet from the humvee, a shoulder-fired missile struck the ground to the side of them. As it screeched through the air, Travis quickly grabbed his sister and forcefully threw her and himself as far away from the blast as possible.

Bump

Tomzillian/Colerican camp south of Tagdenbar, Captain Kiryu Nakajima

Kiryu: They have brought in some rocket luanchers! Get the troops over here! OPEN FIRE!

Several troops opened fire at some Ma'dah troops carring rocket luanchers. Several troops fell down dead and a stray bullet hit a group of unused rockets. The following explosion shattered Kiryu's ears. He was deafened for a few seconds and he saw the Ma'dah retreating again.

Kiryu: Fire on them as they flee! Private Hiryu.
Pvt. Hiryu: Yes captain?
Kiryu: I want a god damn air srtike on the jungle around us! Tell them to use napalm.
Pvt. Hiryu: Yes captain.
Kiryu: I don't want to have this happen again...

Tomzillian/Colerican camp south of Tagdenbar, Captain Kiryu Nakajima

Kiryu: They have brought in some rocket luanchers! Get the troops over here! OPEN FIRE!

Several troops opened fire at some Ma'dah troops carring rocket luanchers. Several troops fell down dead and a stray bullet hit a group of unused rockets. The following explosion shattered Kiryu's ears. He was deafened for a few seconds and he saw the Ma'dah retreating again.

Kiryu: Fire on them as they flee! Private Hiryu.
Pvt. Hiryu: Yes captain?
Kiryu: I want a god damn air srtike on the jungle around us! Tell them to use napalm.
Pvt. Hiryu: Yes captain.
Kiryu: I don't want to have this happen again...

Travis got up from the ground. Brushing some of the mud off his uniform, he helped his sister to her feet. They exchanged glances and jogged over to the where the medical tent was. Now a smoking hole; the tent had been completely obliterated, killing all the men inside. Travis fell to one knee, and lowered his head to silently mourn the loss of his men. His headset radio buzzed with Faria's voice once again.

"Travis, are you there?" Faria asked.

"I'm here," Travis said softly.

"Good. Prepare to move out. General Koren, General Kayne, and the Tomzillian generals have gotten sick of the Ma'dah attacks on our basecamps. We're doing a heavy air bombardment of the jungle around the camp and then we're going to set up a perimeter," he said.

"How is this affect me?" Travis replied.

"You're going back into the advanced recon group. We're taking Tagdenbar, come hell or high water. You're to scout out the streets again, establish a secure zone, and wait for reenforcements. Victor Bayle's Special Forces group will coordinate with you," Faria answered.

"What men am I taking? I'm the only one left from the original group," he said.

Faria paused. "I'm sorry to hear that. Gather eight other soldiers. Your choice," he informed.

"Okay. Out," Travis said.

Allie turned to him. "I'm going with you," she said confidentally.

"No you're not," Travis shot back.

"Yes I am. You know I'm more than capable of doing this. I'm going with you," she said.

Travis sighed. There wasn't much use in arguing with her. He knew she was highly skilled and could more than hold her own in scouting operations. She was an obvious choice for his team. "Alright," Travis said. "You're coming."

Colonel Mark Travis slowly crept along the jungle floor, carefull to make as little sound as possible. Behind him trailed eight other Colerican soldiers; Selor, Hamre, Sharper, Bailey, Douglas, Owens, Warner, and his sister, Allie Travis. All of the soldiers in the advanced recon group were spread out in a v-shape, like a flock of geese. They carefully proned their way to the edge of a muddy dirt road that led into Tagdenbar.

Directly in front of them was a small stone building with two guards on patrol, watching for anyone entering down the road. One guard sat in a chair inside the building, while another paced outside it. Travis signaled Warner, his team sniper, with a wave of his hand. Warner acknowledged the order and raised his rifle. He levelled the crosshairs on the roaming guard. With a squeeze of the trigger, the man fell dead. Instantly, the guard in the building became alarmed and reached for an AK-47 he had inside the small stone room.

"Dinetchi Monte!" the guard shouted in Plataeese. "Come out!"

The guard started to move. He knelt down to feel the pulse of his fallen soldier and that is percisely when Warner let off another round. The bullet struck the soldier in the temple, dispatching him straight. Travis signaled to advance to the road.

Bump.....

city of Venkara, Major Hirohito Sakai


The attack on Venkara had pushed the Ma'dah Reborn troops to the center of the city, into a palace for the leader of Isla de Plata. Civilian casulties had been very low, but the Tomzillian army had suffered terrible casulties. Over 300 soldiers out of the 3,000 in the attack had been killed. They Ma'dah had been pushed back though. Now, over 1,000 Tomzillian soldiers prepared to attack the palace.

Sakai: OK men! We have placed snipers in high buildings to cover us. Some of the most elite Ma'dah Reborn troops are inside. When the palace falls to us, the Ma'dah Reborn will not be able to use the capital and rule over these people. Hiro!
Radio technition Hiro Nagaski: Yes major?
Sakai: Radio the over commanders to charge.
Hiro: Yes major!

With that the Tomzillian troops charged the palace...

city of Venkara, Major Hirohito Sakai


The attack on Venkara had pushed the Ma'dah Reborn troops to the center of the city, into a palace for the leader of Isla de Plata. Civilian casulties had been very low, but the Tomzillian army had suffered terrible casulties. Over 300 soldiers out of the 3,000 in the attack had been killed. They Ma'dah had been pushed back though. Now, over 1,000 Tomzillian soldiers prepared to attack the palace.

Sakai: OK men! We have placed snipers in high buildings to cover us. Some of the most elite Ma'dah Reborn troops are inside. When the palace falls to us, the Ma'dah Reborn will not be able to use the capital and rule over these people. Hiro!
Radio technition Hiro Nagaski: Yes major?
Sakai: Radio the over commanders to charge.
Hiro: Yes major!

With that the Tomzillian troops charged the palace...

city of Venkara, Major Hirohito Sakai


The attack on Venkara had pushed the Ma'dah Reborn troops to the center of the city, into a palace for the leader of Isla de Plata. Civilian casulties had been very low, but the Tomzillian army had suffered terrible casulties. Over 300 soldiers out of the 3,000 in the attack had been killed. They Ma'dah had been pushed back though. Now, over 1,000 Tomzillian soldiers prepared to attack the palace.

Sakai: OK men! We have placed snipers in high buildings to cover us. Some of the most elite Ma'dah Reborn troops are inside. When the palace falls to us, the Ma'dah Reborn will not be able to use the capital and rule over these people. Hiro!
Radio technition Hiro Nagaski: Yes major?
Sakai: Radio the over commanders to charge.
Hiro: Yes major!

With that the Tomzillian troops charged the palace...

Travis stood crouching behind the remains of a bombed-out building on the outskirts of Tagdenbar. His team was positioned behind various other structures beside him. Colerican airpower had continued to bomb enemy fortifications in Tagdenbar until nothing was left. Travis' headset radio crackled.

"Travis," Brig. General Christian Faria said.

"Tell me it's good news," Travis replied quickly.

"It is. Our convoy has reached Tagdenbar," he said, before being interrupted by Travis.

"Then where are they?" he asked.

"They're there. They should arrive right about..." Faria said, slowing the last words down as he spoke.

Suddenly, large explosions could be heard only a few blocks from Travis' location.

"Now," Faria said. "I've got better news. The Tomzillians have plunged the dagger through the heart of Venkara. They're storming the palace as we speak," he said.

"That's good to hear, but if you don't mind my team...we've got a city to liberate," Travis said and clicked the frequency of his headset radio off.

OOC: Aha! The thread shows up again. I was beginning to think I'd lost it.

IC:

For weeks the carrier group had circled the islands, making airstrikes, not landing. Their supplies had not yet arrived; and so without light amphibous attack tanks and other armoured vehicles, as well as without the WASP (damaged in a routine training and in repair) they were without LCAC's.

Louis was flying an armed reconaissance patrol in his F-18F. Descending to just under 5000 feet, his $50 million aircraft began making rounds around the main island, taking pictures for any clues of resistence and machinery to bomb.

The routine patrols were a piece of cake.

Without warning, alarms flashed all across his HUD. Almost simultaenously, his RIO said, "SAM!" Frantically he scanned the ground for SAMs, while Louis kept a look out for the incoming missile. At last he targeted the silo. The build was quickly displayed on both screens. "SARH," they muttered at the same time. Flying eratically would usually serve to through it off; as long as it lost its lock. The warnings still blaring, Louis watched gladly as the missile sailed past his plane.

"The warnings should have stopped by now," he mused to himself.

Instantly he realized what was going on. Quickly he banked the Super Hornet, while asking, "Radar or IR?"

"Agh...it's IR, sir..."

Too late. no sooner had he launched a flare and rolled to the opposite direction than a huge explosion rocked the plane from the back.

Louis desperately tried to save his flaming aircraft. "What have we got left? Radio the carrier!"

"Communications are all dead, sir, left engine completely gone and right engine blastled pretty badly. Control lines damaged..."

A second explosion rocked the craft. Another SAM had struck it, despite Louis's best attempts to control the plane, which failed. He had no shot at avoiding it.

"Ah ... yes..starboard landing gear ripped off, one wing damaged, and -"

"Oh shut up," snapped Louis. "We've got to eject."

"No kidding, sir."

Trying his best to maneuver out to sea, and sending out every sort of alert possible to his carrier, Louis at last pulled the ejection lever and he and his RIO were propelled into the air. He looked down and nearly fainted. They were due to land in dense jugle, unless some miraculous wind would blow them hundreds of meters out to sea.

OOC: Aha! The thread shows up again. I was beginning to think I'd lost it.

IC:

For weeks the carrier group had circled the islands, making airstrikes, not landing. Their supplies had not yet arrived; and so without light amphibous attack tanks and other armoured vehicles, as well as without the WASP (damaged in a routine training and in repair) they were without LCAC's.

Louis was flying an armed reconaissance patrol in his F-18F. Descending to just under 5000 feet, his $50 million aircraft began making rounds around the main island, taking pictures for any clues of resistence and machinery to bomb.

The routine patrols were a piece of cake.

Without warning, alarms flashed all across his HUD. Almost simultaenously, his RIO said, "SAM!" Frantically he scanned the ground for SAMs, while Louis kept a look out for the incoming missile. At last he targeted the silo. The build was quickly displayed on both screens. "SARH," they muttered at the same time. Flying eratically would usually serve to through it off; as long as it lost its lock. The warnings still blaring, Louis watched gladly as the missile sailed past his plane.

"The warnings should have stopped by now," he mused to himself.

Instantly he realized what was going on. Quickly he banked the Super Hornet, while asking, "Radar or IR?"

"Agh...it's IR, sir..."

Too late. no sooner had he launched a flare and rolled to the opposite direction than a huge explosion rocked the plane from the back.

Louis desperately tried to save his flaming aircraft. "What have we got left? Radio the carrier!"

"Communications are all dead, sir, left engine completely gone and right engine blastled pretty badly. Control lines damaged..."

A second explosion rocked the craft. Another SAM had struck it, despite Louis's best attempts to control the plane, which failed. He had no shot at avoiding it.

"Ah ... yes..starboard landing gear ripped off, one wing damaged, and -"

"Oh shut up," snapped Louis. "We've got to eject."

"No kidding, sir."

Trying his best to maneuver out to sea, and sending out every sort of alert possible to his carrier, Louis at last pulled the ejection lever and he and his RIO were propelled into the air. He looked down and nearly fainted. They were due to land in dense jugle, unless some miraculous wind would blow them hundreds of meters out to sea.

Challenger II tanks rolled through the streets of Tagdenbar, engaging Ma'dah Reborn groups where they existed. While the tanks eliminated Ma'dah armor, Colerican infantry and Special Forces waved through the city, taking Tagdenbar building by building, city block by city block.

Special Forces commander, Captain Victor Bayle, peered around the remains of a brick wall to see a rusted pickup truck, mounted with a .50 caliber machine gun, parked. Four Ma'dah soldiers stood around it, one manning the machine gun. The soldiers looked exhausted, anxious, and perhaps even scared. It appeared as though they didn't even wish to fight.

Bayle held up his hand so that his teammates could see his signals. He held all five fingers up. Slowly, he dropped each finger, one at a time, into a curled fist. As soon as he tucked his thumb to the fist, he shook his hand, signaling his team to move out. The Special Forces soldiers moved out quickly and fired their weapons, eliminating the Ma'dah Reborn threat before even knew what happened to them. Bayle's team advanced down the alley, and took up a position near the entrance to another building.

***

Colonel Mark Travis and the remaing members of his team lay pinned under heavy enemy fire. His original team had consisted of himself, Selor, Hamre, Sharper, Bailey, Douglas, Owens, Warner, and his sister, Allie Travis. Now he was down to just Bailey, Douglas, Owens, Warner, and Allie. They had been pinned inside the remains of what appeared to be a convienance store of some kind, but had been badly damaged during the air campaign. Glass, from two large storefront windows, was shattered all over the floor. Store products were thrown askew on the ground, their contents spilled. Travis and his sister were crouched behind the checkout table, while Bailey, Owens, and Douglas were hiding in the isles (spelling for that word?) and Warner, who had taken a round through the leg, laid on the ground behind a large stack of crates. There were Ma'dah Reborn forces entrenched all around the building, even a humvee was parked outside, to prevent Travis' escape.

He looked at his sister. For the first time in a while, Alexis Travis looked scared. Her shoulder length blond hair was tussled all about her head, and her eyes carried a distinct look of uneasiness. A mixture of sweat and blood streaked down her face. She truly looked frightened.

"What's wrong?" Allie asked, after noticing her brother staring at her.

"Nothing," Colonel Travis let off under his breath.

Travis clicked his headset microphone to Bailey's frequency. "Bailey."

"Yes, boss?" the soldier replied.

"How are you guys holding up over there?" he asked.

"We're fairing. You?" Sanders Bailey said.

"Alive," Travis answered.

"I don't know how much more of this we can handle. I'm almost out of ammunition," Bailey said.

"I'm down to two and half clips," Travis said.

For a second, Colonel Travis patted the USP Compact holstered to his thigh. He then felt his beltline, where, like before, was the 03SI that James had given back at the camp.

"Pistols and knives won't win this war," Allie whispered to her brother.

"We have to get in contact with Bayle's team. He's our only chance of getting out of here," Travis said.

"I agree. You know his frequency?" Bailey questioned.

"No," Travis said. He thought for a second. "But I know to get it," he said.

Their conversation was cut short when a Ma'dah Reborn soldier shouted and ran into the building through the blown-out windows. It took less than a second for Owens to level his rifle and release half a dozen rounds into the soldier's chest.

"They're as dumb as dirt," Owens said. "They just keep comin'."

"They're testing us," Travis said, calculatingly. "They're trying to find weaknesses to exploit," Travis added.

"This isn't looking good, sir," Douglas said over the radio.

"I agree," Warner chimed in.

"We have two options. We contact Bayle and hold it out until his team arrives, or we fight it out. Either way, I don't think we're going to get out of this city alive," Travis said grimly.

The downed aircraft caused immediately alarm in the control room of the Z.M.S. Beaudric, the Nimitz-class carrier currently in command of the battle group. When the remark "One of our recon went down," was heard, immediately plans began of a rescue mission. Aircraft were being launched.

In roughly an hour, all flights were ready. 20 F-35 aircraft with both bombs and air-to-air missiles flew at low speeds to provide escort to helicopters readying for flight, while EA-6B Prowlers jammed enemy radar nearby (escorted by F-14D Tomcats). A single Hawkeye, flanked by two F-18F's, provided AWACs coverage. Two flights of F/A-18F (with three aircraft each) were sent, one to perform SEAD, one to patrol for enemy resistence such as ships.

Two empty MH-53J helicopters would perform the rescue operation; while three armed CH-47 Chinooks took off with armed personell. Six CH-53E's carried LAV's to land on the beachhead and explore the area, while more of the 53 family of helicopters transported soldiers (35 each) to the island.

The Wasp-class was streaming back to the beach and would make a landing later that night. The landing spot had been cleared; but a SAM out of nowhere had shot down an F-18F several miles away.

Three teams of betweent 35 and 40 soldiers were airlifted, along with six light amoured assault vehicles, and 90 more soldiers were dropped off to secure the beachhead (by the Chinooks) and take care of any resistence encountered; a little further from the landing area.

As expected, no naval opposition in the form of cruisers or destroyers was seen; however, a brown water submarine was spotted early on by one of the F-35s and taken out before harm could be done. It was apparently out of ammunition.

Nearly ten SAM/AAA sites were discovered and taken down by the Hornets. Two SAM's were fired, but both missed this time. One of the hornets took some flak while flying low to avoid a SAM, but was not shot down. Our crews are now searching for the lost pilot (one of the teams was dropped off at the sight of the plane's last signals and has already located the wreckage before landing. The other team was sent to the wreckage, while the third was dropped off not far off to clear the way of the resistence left (most were now concentrated in cities) in the forest.

The downed aircraft caused immediately alarm in the control room of the Z.M.S. Beaudric, the Nimitz-class carrier currently in command of the battle group. When the remark "One of our recon went down," was heard, immediately plans began of a rescue mission. Aircraft were being launched.

In roughly an hour, all flights were ready. 20 F-35 aircraft with both bombs and air-to-air missiles flew at low speeds to provide escort to helicopters readying for flight, while EA-6B Prowlers jammed enemy radar nearby (escorted by F-14D Tomcats). A single Hawkeye, flanked by two F-18F's, provided AWACs coverage. Two flights of F/A-18F (with three aircraft each) were sent, one to perform SEAD, one to patrol for enemy resistence such as ships.

Two empty MH-53J helicopters would perform the rescue operation; while three armed CH-47 Chinooks took off with armed personell. Six CH-53E's carried LAV's to land on the beachhead and explore the area, while more of the 53 family of helicopters transported soldiers (35 each) to the island.

The Wasp-class was streaming back to the beach and would make a landing later that night. The landing spot had been cleared; but a SAM out of nowhere had shot down an F-18F several miles away.

Three teams of betweent 35 and 40 soldiers were airlifted, along with six light amoured assault vehicles, and 90 more soldiers were dropped off to secure the beachhead (by the Chinooks) and take care of any resistence encountered; a little further from the landing area.

As expected, no naval opposition in the form of cruisers or destroyers was seen; however, a brown water submarine was spotted early on by one of the F-35s and taken out before harm could be done. It was apparently out of ammunition.

Nearly ten SAM/AAA sites were discovered and taken down by the Hornets. Two SAM's were fired, but both missed this time. One of the hornets took some flak while flying low to avoid a SAM, but was not shot down. Our crews are now searching for the lost pilot (one of the teams was dropped off at the sight of the plane's last signals and has already located the wreckage before landing. The other team was sent to the wreckage, while the third was dropped off not far off to clear the way of the resistence left (most were now concentrated in cities) in the forest.

The downed aircraft caused immediately alarm in the control room of the Z.M.S. Beaudric, the Nimitz-class carrier currently in command of the battle group. When the remark "One of our recon went down," was heard, immediately plans began of a rescue mission. Aircraft were being launched.

In roughly an hour, all flights were ready. 20 F-35 aircraft with both bombs and air-to-air missiles flew at low speeds to provide escort to helicopters readying for flight, while EA-6B Prowlers jammed enemy radar nearby (escorted by F-14D Tomcats). A single Hawkeye, flanked by two F-18F's, provided AWACs coverage. Two flights of F/A-18F (with three aircraft each) were sent, one to perform SEAD, one to patrol for enemy resistence such as ships.

Two empty MH-53J helicopters would perform the rescue operation; while three armed CH-47 Chinooks took off with armed personell. Six CH-53E's carried LAV's to land on the beachhead and explore the area, while more of the 53 family of helicopters transported soldiers (35 each) to the island.

The Wasp-class was streaming back to the beach and would make a landing later that night. The landing spot had been cleared; but a SAM out of nowhere had shot down an F-18F several miles away.

Three teams of betweent 35 and 40 soldiers were airlifted, along with six light amoured assault vehicles, and 90 more soldiers were dropped off to secure the beachhead (by the Chinooks) and take care of any resistence encountered; a little further from the landing area.

As expected, no naval opposition in the form of cruisers or destroyers was seen; however, a brown water submarine was spotted early on by one of the F-35s and taken out before harm could be done. It was apparently out of ammunition.

Nearly ten SAM/AAA sites were discovered and taken down by the Hornets. Two SAM's were fired, but both missed this time. One of the hornets took some flak while flying low to avoid a SAM, but was not shot down. Our crews are now searching for the lost pilot (one of the teams was dropped off at the sight of the plane's last signals and has already located the wreckage before landing. The other team was sent to the wreckage, while the third was dropped off not far off to clear the way of the resistence left (most were now concentrated in cities) in the forest.

The downed aircraft caused immediately alarm in the control room of the Z.M.S. Beaudric, the Nimitz-class carrier currently in command of the battle group. When the remark "One of our recon went down," was heard, immediately plans began of a rescue mission. Aircraft were being launched.

In roughly an hour, all flights were ready. 20 F-35 aircraft with both bombs and air-to-air missiles flew at low speeds to provide escort to helicopters readying for flight, while EA-6B Prowlers jammed enemy radar nearby (escorted by F-14D Tomcats). A single Hawkeye, flanked by two F-18F's, provided AWACs coverage. Two flights of F/A-18F (with three aircraft each) were sent, one to perform SEAD, one to patrol for enemy resistence such as ships.

Two empty MH-53J helicopters would perform the rescue operation; while three armed CH-47 Chinooks took off with armed personell. Six CH-53E's carried LAV's to land on the beachhead and explore the area, while more of the 53 family of helicopters transported soldiers (35 each) to the island.

The Wasp-class was streaming back to the beach and would make a landing later that night. The landing spot had been cleared; but a SAM out of nowhere had shot down an F-18F several miles away.

Three teams of betweent 35 and 40 soldiers were airlifted, along with six light amoured assault vehicles, and 90 more soldiers were dropped off to secure the beachhead (by the Chinooks) and take care of any resistence encountered; a little further from the landing area.

As expected, no naval opposition in the form of cruisers or destroyers was seen; however, a brown water submarine was spotted early on by one of the F-35s and taken out before harm could be done. It was apparently out of ammunition.

Nearly ten SAM/AAA sites were discovered and taken down by the Hornets. Two SAM's were fired, but both missed this time. One of the hornets took some flak while flying low to avoid a SAM, but was not shot down. Our crews are now searching for the lost pilot (one of the teams was dropped off at the sight of the plane's last signals and has already located the wreckage before landing. The other team was sent to the wreckage, while the third was dropped off not far off to clear the way of the resistence left (most were now concentrated in cities) in the forest.

Battleship Godzillasaur, Admiral Tom Shadle

Tom: Gentlemen, I have called you here to make the plans to take the final Ma'dah Reborn stronghold of Morgda. The final palace in Venkara has just been taken. So... any suggestions?

Harry Makin, a young general, steps up amoung all the senior officers.

Makin: How about we help the Colericans at Tagdenbar first with paratroops and then take Morgda.
Tom: That seems to be a good idea, but we would need Colerican permission first. This meeting is adjourned.

Colonel Travis clicked the frequency dial on his headset radio to that of Brigadier General Christian Faria.

"Travis?" Faria said.

"I need to know Bayle's frequency. We're pinned down in a building and I've already lost three men," Travis started.

"He's on coded-channel A4. Travis, listen. General Koren has agreed with the Tomzillian forces to have them aid us here in Tagdenbar. They're going to paradrop in soldiers and supplies. Keep your eyes open for Tomzillian friendlies," Faria said.

"Understand. Out," Travis replied quickly and flipped off the frequency.

He turned the dial until it clicked into position at A4. "Bayle," Travis began.

"Who is this?" a voice said quietly.

"Mark Travis," he answered.

"Glad to hear your voice, Colonel. Where in blazes are you?" he said.

"We're pinned down in a building south of the Radlem river bridge. Across the street from the remains of the Ma'dah's Ministry of Internal Affairs building," Travis responded.

"Consider my team en route. ETA fifteen minutes max," Victor Bayle replied.

"I sure hope so. Out," Travis replied.

Victor Bayle's team moved through the city streets quickly, avoiding contact with Ma'dah Reborn forces as often as possible. They skirted their way through alleyways and found themselves only half a city block from the building where Colonel Travis and his team were pinned down. Bayle peered around the corner of a brickwall to see three Ma'dah Reborn tanks roaming the street. On the ground were two dozen plus infantry.

"Damn," Bayle spat out quietly to his team. "This doesn't look good."

"Call an airstrike, boss?" Lexington asked.

"Affirmative. Make it quick, too. We don't know how long Travis and his men can hold out for.

OOC: Want me to do the airstrike?

IC:

Flanked by five Zoogie-class hydrofoil attack ships (think Sarancha), the Wasp-class arrived at the fleet. The next morning, ten LCACs, making several rounds, had landed 240 soldiers as well as a considerable amount of Humvees, LAVs, AAVs, Howitzers, 5-ton trucks, and even a couple of M1A3 tanks, onto the shore.
The teams searching for the downed pilot was facing no opposition in the jungle – well, almost none. Small teams of guerillas were fired at, and in the course of the firing, two soldiers were injured. They were flown by helicopter back to the carrier this morning.
The wreckage of the plane was recovered, but the black box and reconnaissance equipment was missing. Otherwise, the area was fully secured – our planners now look to collaborate in the taking of the last Ma’dah stronghold…

Louis meanwhile, had been blindfolded and transported out of the jungle – in a jeep, he reckoned, by the sound of the engine and the bumpy ride. He knew he was captured, but did not have the slightest clue where his RIO was – perhaps he was bound next to him?
He found out soon. The jeep pulled to a stop, and he was roughly ushered into an alleyway. They were in a city, and the roar of tanks was ever closer. Almost compulsively, his hands moved to a bound position, although they weren’t truly bound. His blindfold was torn off, and he got a clear look at his captors – one professional soldier who stared daggers at him, fingering an M-16; and two casual-looking guerillas who looked like they didn’t know a thing about fighting. New recruits, he told himself. Their AK-47s weren’t even on them; he saw one hanging on the handle of the jeep. His own semi-automatic rifle was in his survival pack, which had been confiscated to the trunk.
He saw his RIO, whose hands were bound. They eyed each other warily. They knew they would be shot already, if the enemy did not feel like interrogating. They mouthed to each other silently: not a word.
Louis suddenly felt a lump in his chest. A very big, oddly shaped lump. He looked up, and saw the soldier leaving, giving curt orders to the guerillas, who stood at attention. Louis and his RIO were sitting in corners of the alleyway. The soldier left, driving off in another jeep – full, thought Louis, judging by the voices coming from it.
He concentrated again on his lump. Sitting in the darkness of the alleyway, nobody would notice. He shifted slightly so his back was to one of the two side walls. His other hand slowly reached into his shirt – and felt a pistol. He already knew it was loaded. The thought was liberating. His RIO didn’t notice; he was staring dully at the floor. He couldn’t do anything anyways, as his hands were bound.
But mine are not! The thought was liberating.
One of the guerillas muttered something, and the other responded. They both turned around to the jeep and reached for their rifles – didn’t make since to guard without being armed, did it?
Louis seized his chance. Grabbing the pistol, he whirled to his feet and in a split-second aimed, and shot at one soldier, whose back was turned. The shock on the other’s face had barely registered when he shot him as well.
Louis ran to the jeep and recovered his back. He also donned some of the dead soldier’s clothing, though the jacket had blood stains on it. Turning to his RIO, Brian Johnson, he cut off his bonds and handed him his survival bag.
However, inside the jeep’s trunk a greater prize was discovered – a single ammunition belt, and an M-4. As Brian gathered the two AK-47s the guerillas were reaching, Louis slung the M-4 over his shoulder. “You could pass for a Mu’dah,” he observed of Brian, who had also put some army clothes of the dead guerillas over his pilot suit.
Louis rummaged the trunk of the tank some more – grenades, he saw. Useful. Various cans of food....and then…
“Holy….”
He couldn’t get his sentence finished, as his jaw had already dropped. An anti-tank weapon was in the tank, along with several loads of ammunition.
“Where did they get this?” he wondered. There had to be considerable funding for the Mu’dah…but from where?
Bringing the weapon up front, Louis decided it would be best to drive in the jeep, so as not to arouse suspicion. The dead soldiers were tossed into the backseat. Perhaps they would pass as two carrying the wounded…the sound of tanks approached…Johnson started the ignition, and the jeep rolled forward…while Louis decided what to do next.

His radio clicked in his pack, and static fizzed out. He remembered then - they still had communications. Several buildings in the city were completely empty. The Mu'dah had caused the evacuation of the city, and used some buildings as their strongholds...these were marked by signs on the buildings and some parked jeeps.

Louis found an empty building, and together, they smuggled the arms and everything they could salvage into the building. They made their way to the top, and on the top, they found a helipad.

"This doesn't look good," observed Johnson.

"I agree..." Louis looked down at the busy streets below. Three tanks roamed freely, flanked by a dozen or so soldiers; he couldn't see all of them clearly.

"If a helicopter comes..."

"We just have to hope they don't got any." He looked again at the anti-tank launcher, and changed his mind. "We have to hope they don't use this."

Louis used his radio. He wondered if it still worked. Setting the frequency to his carrier, he radioed his present status and position. Nothing came back. He waited.

"Red squadron, we're coming for you," came a voice from the radio. Louis was overjoyed.

"You may have a problem, though," he radioed back. "This city is infested with Mu'dah. They've got tanks...christ, it's swarmed with rebels. Probably have SAM's too...in the city...wonder where they get all the funding...you might have to wait...over."

"Don't worry, our teams are heading towards the city now, over. The fleet has fortified a beach head and several teams are moving towards the city, over."

"How many men?"

"A hundred and forty or so...they've got a few tanks, AAVs, APCs, and LAVs with them...you're in good hands."

"I sure hope so...end com." He switched his radio off.

"The tanks..." murmured Johnson from his side. He immediately realized what he was talking about. They had one shot. They had better make it good...the tanks were lined up and the soldiers close next to them...if they could maybe get two in one hit...they had two loads of ammunition...

"They're close together," he noted, setting up the anti-tank weapon. "We've got one shot...do you want to risk this?"

"They are coming anyways...we can hide out inside the building if necessary."

"Let's do it then..."

Louis took careful aim. One chance to destroy the tanks...one chance...he fired.

The missile shot at the tanks, and veered off course. It landed several feet forward, and two or three feet to the left of its intended destination...and exploded.

The impact was tremendous. The building on the side of the city street had several windows blown out, and was damaged greatly on one side, and several soldiers were burned. Louis checked one last time before he left to go inside the building. A single tank was charred black and burning, while the others had some parts damaged. He hadn't missed badly...

"Hurry!" hissed Johnson, and the went inside the building, hoping to god they could hide for as long as necessary. But the truth was, they were now trapped inside a building, and the enemy had seen the blast come from their direction.

They made their way to a window facing the enemy...several jeeps were now headed their direction, with some soldiers...commotion filled the streets...

"Last round," muttered Johnson, knocking out a window. Before it even crashed and shattered on the street below, Louis had fired another missile into the enemy...it did less damage than before, but effectively blocked a street and set a jeep on fire, soldiers jumping out of it, beating flames off their backs. And then a tank turned towards the building...the turret ready to fire...Johnson and Louis both pulled back with nothing but their guns.

OOC: You're in the same part of the city as my SpecForces are, right?

Well, I've two guys there.

OOC: Thanks for clearing that up...

IC:

A massive fireball erupted in the street, just meters from Victor Bayle's team. They crouched down behind the remains of a brickwall to shield themselves from the debris flung through the air.

"What the hell caused that?" Req asked.

Bayle examined the damage caused by the explosion. His best guess was that it was caused by a shoulder-fired anti-armor weapon, but he couldn't be sure. One of the Ma'dah Reborn tanks stood badly burned with smoke billowing into the sky. Ma'dah soldiers lay dead on the ground, some smoking as well. There was a rush of panic in the streets as Ma'dah Reborn forces flooded in. Bayle and his team fell back, behind a building, and into an alleyway.

Suddenly, they hear another explosion. This one was closer than the last, it seemed. Bayle tucked out just enough to see a Ma'dah Reborn soldier run out engulfed in flames, screaming in pain. He pulled his head away and looked the three other members of his elite team.

"RPG?" Lexington asked.

"No, not by the sound of it. Did you hear that slight whistle through the air? Anti-armor, shoulder-fired," Bayle said.

***

The explosion was defeaning. Colonel Mark Travis stuck his head up just slighty to see that a vast majority of the Ma'dah soldiers that were pinning his team down inside the convienance store had now traveled down the street. Quickly, a second explosion occured.

"What's going on?" Allie asked, briefly touching the gash on her forehead.

"Warner, what do you see?" Travis shouted to his team sniper inside the building.

"They're on the move, sir. Lot's of them. Humvees, tanks, infantry. They're all down the street, though. We have a window," he said.

"Move. Move fast," Travis shouted.

He and his team members got to their feet and ran to the two blown-out windows in the front of the store. They quickly darted out of the convienance store and wisked their way down to the right of the street, away from the Ma'dah forces.

OOC: Here's a quick map of the city block of Tagdenbar that we're currently in. Just for reference and whatnot.....

http://www.angelfire.com/mi4/colerica/tagdenbarmap.jpg

Alright then...

IC:

Louis and Johnson were now hiding in some corner of the building, hoping that they would be hard to find, and even harder to kill. They found a room with only one window, which was tinted, and plenty of areas to hide. They locked the door, fortified the lock, and hid with guns at ready.

Meanwhile, four M1A3 Abrams rolled towards the city, along with several APCs, LAVs, HMMWVs, and a single MRLS. Being the fanatical aerial warfare freaks we are, an air strike was called in as well - two F-35s with 2 two thousand-lb bombs each to take out any enemy tank columns, and four F/A-18Es to take out any SAM or artillery found in the city.

More importantly, an MH-53J rescue helicopter, flanked by two naval AH-1s, was making its way to the city behind everything else.

The heavy line of Zoogie armoured vehicles prepared for an encounter, while its aircraft made preliminary strikes...

Colonel Travis and his team skirted their way down the street. They passed a gas station that was, remarkably, untouched by the hands of war. Travis turned into the alleyway to the right of the gas station and moved his team behind the convienance store. To their right, they could see a hint of Ma'dah vehicles making their way up the street, towards the remains of a Ma'dah office building.

"Allie, get the nearest friendly pilot on the horn and tell them we need an airstrike on an advancing column of Ma'dah forces," Travis said.

"Got it," she replied.

Allie Travis flicked the dial on her headset radio to an appropriate frequency. "This is Lieutenant Allie Travis of the Colerican Imperial Army. In need of airstrike on advancing Ma'dah armored forces to the east of the bombed-out garage complex, over," she said, hoping some flight group would pick up her call.

Bump-o....

The Zoogie People received the call for aid from the Colerican forces in the city. The Super Hornets and JSF's were ordered to strike an advancing column of armoured vehicles, and to be advised - friendly forces were in the area.

The Hornets broke off formation, and increased thrust to full military power. Arming their AGM-65G Maverick missiles, they scanned their infrared until the Ma'dah vehicles were seen. Waiting until they were near the remains of a ruined building, they unleashed a barrage of AGM-65's, and pulled up for a second run, if neceessary.

Massive explosions lit up across the street from Travis' team. The Zoogie forces had heard their call for assistance. Travis signaled Bailey and Owens to scout the streetside to evualate the damage inflicted by the missile strikes. The two men kept their distance from the site of the strike, in case of both Ma'dah retaliation and another aeral sweep by the Zoogie fighters. Owens dropped to a prone position, while Bailey slowly crept towards the garage complex. A large sign read, "Lera's Garages." Suddenly, gunfire rained down from a few of the windows in the second floor of the garage complex.

The MH-53J touched down on the rooftop, where Johnson was waiting, with Louis. They had gathered together all materials they had, and were preparing to leave the battle zone, for pilots had no place in a combat zone unless they were 1,000 feet in the air dropping in a $50 million dollar airplane.

The Zoogie artillery moved closer to the city, while air strikes continued. More MH-53 helicopters are on standby, in case Colerica's forces inside the city need an airlift out.

Two of Colonel Travis' men advanced their way into the garage complex, successfully clearing and securing the first floor. Bailey and Douglas made their way up to the second floor via a shaky and narrow metal staircase. Instantly, gunfire spit from Ma'dah AK-47's, sprayed the wall where they were coming up. Bailey rolled, but Douglas wasn't that lucky. Two bullets struck him, bringing him down hard to the floor.

"Douglas!" Bailey shouted. He flicked on his radio to signal the rest of the team, all of whom were still waiting outside the building. "Man down! Repeat, man down!" he shouted.

Bailey hid behind a stack of crates. He could here at least two soldiers exchanging words in Plataeese to eachother. The faint smell of cigarette smoke lingered in the stale air. Bailey raised his assualt rifle and peeked his head past the corner of the crates very slowly. He saw a Ma'dah soldier kneeling, and a second soldier stood, weapon raised. Bailey felt ill when he saw what the man was doing. He was arming a bomb.

"Nezi ara nelga?" the standing soldier asked in Plataeese. "Is it prepped?"

The other soldier stood up and nodded. Together, they turned to a flag of Isla De Plata that was pinned up on the wall, and saluted it. They looked at eachother and shook hands. One of the soldiers raised a deadman switch and clicked a button.

***

Travis and his sister were blown to ground outside the garage complex from the explosion that occured on the second floor. Glass from the windows on the second floor rained down in razor-sharp shards. Undoubtedly, Travis had just lost two more men.

"This is Colonel Mark Travis of the Colerican Imperial Army. Requesting EVAC by Zoogie forces," he said into his headset radio.

Two of Colonel Travis' men advanced their way into the garage complex, successfully clearing and securing the first floor. Bailey and Douglas made their way up to the second floor via a shaky and narrow metal staircase. Instantly, gunfire spit from Ma'dah AK-47's, sprayed the wall where they were coming up. Bailey rolled, but Douglas wasn't that lucky. Two bullets struck him, bringing him down hard to the floor.

"Douglas!" Bailey shouted. He flicked on his radio to signal the rest of the team, all of whom were still waiting outside the building. "Man down! Repeat, man down!" he shouted.

Bailey hid behind a stack of crates. He could here at least two soldiers exchanging words in Plataeese to eachother. The faint smell of cigarette smoke lingered in the stale air. Bailey raised his assualt rifle and peeked his head past the corner of the crates very slowly. He saw a Ma'dah soldier kneeling, and a second soldier stood, weapon raised. Bailey felt ill when he saw what the man was doing. He was arming a bomb.

"Nezi ara nelga?" the standing soldier asked in Plataeese. "Is it prepped?"

The other soldier stood up and nodded. Together, they turned to a flag of Isla De Plata that was pinned up on the wall, and saluted it. They looked at eachother and shook hands. One of the soldiers raised a deadman switch and clicked a button.

***

Travis and his sister were blown to ground outside the garage complex from the explosion that occured on the second floor. Glass from the windows on the second floor rained down in razor-sharp shards. Undoubtedly, Travis had just lost two more men.

"This is Colonel Mark Travis of the Colerican Imperial Army. Requesting EVAC by Zoogie forces," he said into his headset radio.

"Roger..."

Our fighters once more made a heavy bombing run, blasting building after Ma'dah building, and littering the streets with blood and destruction.

The noise and commotion of this was enormous. The hum of helicopter rotors was almost an afterthought. Escorted by armed AH-1s who fired on all artillery met, the Seahawk slipped through the commotion and located the Colerican forces.

Another Seahawk followed, and landed with it.

Meanwhile, another fresh round of aircraft dropped a single GBU-X 6500-lb munition, as well as other bombs, creating huge explosions in another part of the city. Attention was drawn away.

"You have little time," the EVAC crew told the Colerican forces. "This helicopter will transport you out, and the other helo is Medivac...hurry..."

Colonel Travis and his team hurried their way into the helicopter and it took off the ground, taking them high above the city and, hopefully, out of harm's way.

OOC: Don't know much else I can do with the helicopter. Ideas?

IC:

A B-2 Spirit soared above the city of Morgda. It flew above its target and released its payload. Two two-thousand pound bombs dropped down onto a Ma'dah palace, devastatingly destroying it. The first bombs had just touched Morgda, the last major refuge for Ma'dah forces.

***

General Kayne sat before other Colerican military leaders. General Koren, the commander of all Colerican military forces in Isla De Plata, sat to his right.

"We are to do percision airstrikes in Tagdenbar. We can't risk the chance of hitting our own forces or other friendlies. From my understanding, the city should be under Allied control within a handful of days. The Ma'dah is on the run from Tagdenbar. They're going to make their last stand at Morgda, this is certain. Mage Uraine is gambling everything his regime has left on successfully defending Morgda from our forces. Uraine should learn that when you gamble, you evventually lose. An immense United Empire air campaign, in conjunction with Zoogie and Tomzillian airpower, will devastate any chance of major resistance by the Ma'dah at Morgda," Kayne said.

"I agree. However, what of civillian causualties in Morgda? How are we to avert those?" Lieutenant General Quinton Aravon asked.

"Our reconossaince photos show that civillians have been fleeing from Morgda on a daily basis by the thousands. However, undercover contacts within the Ma'dah regime who are working for us, have revealed that Mage Uraine has ordered his men to kill everyone who attempts to flee the city. We're looking at a potential of thousands of innocents killed by Uraine," Five-Star General Koren answered.

"Our undercover contacts have also revealed that Mage Uraine, himself, is in Morgda. If we capture or kill him, the rest will tumble like a deck of cards. Cut the head off the snake, the snake dies," Brigadier General Harrison Greggors said.

"We have to find Uraine first. We will have to work with two-fronts. One to concentrate on Tagdenbar, and one to concentrate on Morgda," Lieutenant General Aravon said.

"I disagree. We must focus soley on one or the other with ground forces. Give Brigadier General Faria enough time in Tagdenbar to mop the Ma'dah and then switch focus to Morgda," General Kayne responded.

"I agree with General Kayne. Allow Faria time to finish the work in Tagdenbar and then we'll concentrate our full efforts on Morgda," Azben Koren replied.

"Then we are decided?" Kayne said.

All of the men shook their heads in agreement. The decision had been made.

OOC: You can do pretty much anything you want. It's going to fly out but you can tell the pilots what to do, if necessary.

IC:

A fresh wave of precision air strikes is being conducted over the city. That day, nearly a hundred bombs, mostly JDAM-and Laser-guided, rain in. The next day, another air strike will attempt to take out most soldiers and buildings and vehicles in the way of the gathering land invasion force.

Colerican airstrikes devastated ground targets in Tagdenbar, targeting known places of where Ma'dah soldiers were held up, as well as Ma'dah armor units. Percision-guided munitions struck advancing Ma'dah support in and out of the city. The ground invasion would be set up with, in all hopes, as little opposition resistance as possible.

Last minute preparations are being made for our own ground assault, while the air strikes continue...we request a meeting to plan the assault on the city.

Percision airstrikes by Colerican airpower continue to rock Tagdenbar, decimating whatever the Ma'dah Reborn had left there. The top Colerican generals have agreed to meet with Zoogie commanders to better plan the land assault on Tagdenbar.

Ok, how do you want to do the grand assault?

OOC: Since we have the city surrounded, I'd suggest a three-prong assault. Wrap up the massive air campaign to give way to an all-out ground assault by both of our forces. Sequencely timed right, our naval and air forces should pound selected targets within the city. I'm thinking as far as opposition to our guys, there won't be much. Being practical, we've bombed the living tar out of the city, eradicating all major forces. Sure they'd encounter pockets of ground forces, but I think it's safe to say that the city will be, for the most part, defenseless.

As far as RP'ing is concerned, I'm thinking I'll have Colonel Travis, his sister, remaining members of his team, among others, reenter the city via helicopter and make their way through it. My forces will enter from the east of the city, I guess, and start taking the city. I'll leave it to you as to where you want your forces to enter the city, I guess. I don't know much more that I can say....


IC:

Colonel Marc Travis and his sister, Allie Travis, stood in attention to Five-Star General Azben Koren, the commander of all Colerican military forces in Isla De Plata. They had just returned, via helicopter, to prepare for their re-deployment into Tagdenbar, in the final assualt.

"You two are among the bravest soldiers in all of my military," Koren began. "You have showed you valor in combat countless times. For starters, Colonel Travis, you have been promoted. Congratulations, Lieutenant General. You can also congratulate your sister, or should I address Ms. Travis as Colonel Travis?" Koren said. Both Marc and Allie smiled. "You two shine bright in the United Empire's army---hell, the military as a whole. That is why I am requesting both of you be a part in the planning and delivery of the final assualt on Tagdenbar," Koren said.

"I accept the promotion and the deployment," Marc replied.

"I do, too," Allie commented.

Marc glanced at his sister. "We'll make you proud," he said.

"I know. I know," Koren said.

Bump....

Today, the last air strikes commenced, focusing on destroying every piece of artillery the enemy can possibly use against a ground invasion. Several reconaissance flights made by the navy's Hornets pointed out what we consider to be most of the remaining tanks and armoured vehicles, and the targets were assigned to be destroyed. The only threat now in the city is small groups of armed soldiers.

The Colerican ground assault will enter the city from the east, so our forces will enter from the South. Several M1A3 main battle tanks, as well as infantry fighting vehicles, will roll into the city with most of our men inside APCs accompanying them. The primary objective of this armoured column is to display a solid show of force and basically wipe out any serious resistance they have, proclaiming the city for Colerica.

On the other side, a special operation team of ten to fifteen soldiers will enter the city from the west, manually finding pockets of resistence and eradicating them.

The Colerican ground assault force, which consisted of the entire 1st Armored Division along with the 11th Light-Armored Division, a portion of the 4th Calvary division, and the vast majority of the 2nd Infantry Division, pounded its way to the eastern border of Tagdenbar. Resistance was scattered thin and guerilla attacks, while frequent, were sporadic and far-apart.

On the southern border of the city, a special operations team, led by Brg. General Travis will enter via helicopter.

*Get your paws off me you damn, dirty double post....*

*Get your paws off me you damn, dirty triple post.....*

*Get your paws off me you damn, dirty quadriple post....*

Tornadosia has issued worldwide that they with to ask permission of Colerica if we may enter Tagdenbar while it is mostly defensless and search in efforts to find any connections to the kidnapping of The Dictators, Justin The Superior, daughter. We stand by with troops if neccessary.

The United Empire of Colerica will grant permission for a small team, (strong emphasis on small team), to embedd themselves with the Imperial Army's forces as they enter Tagdenbar. The Colerican forces, however, will not slow down their attack for your nation to search for any missing daughter. You may tag-along a team, but, again, we will not slow our efforts in securing the city, just so your nation can carry out a search operation. If this is deemed, during the field, by Colerican officers that it is hampering our military efforts, we will remove your team from the area, is this understood?

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

Xevven Jericho
Magistrate of War

Understood. We have a highly trained team of specialists for operations under such circumstances, and will send a small team of around 20 people. We thank you for your cooporation in our troubled times.

Then we are agreed? Good. We request that you helicopter your men to the CSS Jackson Ridge, aircraft carrier. From there, we will re-dispatch your team to the frontlines.

Regards,

Kircer Danton
Magistrate of Foreign Affairs

Xevven Jericho
Magistrate of War

Understood.

<i> Helicaptor pilot requesting to land helicopter on CSS Jackson Ridge. Over? </i>

"This is CSS Jackson Ridge dispatch. IFF scans on your craft are positive. Permission to land granted."

"Roger that, moving in for landing."

"And thus it will begin - "

The two-pronged attack has commenced, with roughly 25 Kazakhstanian-built M-12 armoured personal carriers, and roughly 20 M1A3 Abrams MBTs entered the city. To provide close-air-support, four AH-1Z helicopters are accompanying them.

From the other side, a CH-47 Chinook airlifted a team of fifteen soldiers to the combat field, led by Colonel James Henry, armed to the teeth and equipped with FIST technology. In a last-minute alteration to the plan, four Mi-24 helicopters, all containing 4 armed combat soldiers, are entering the city indepedently to provide general close-air-support.

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OOC: I see your bump and raise you a full RP'd post....

IC:

Northern outskirts of Tagdenbar

The sky was low and bleak. Thick gray clouds blocked out any sunlight that attempted to touch the ground. The sight on ground level, however, was much different. Destroyed buildings, burning and demolished, lay scattered like a child’s toy blocks all across the ground. Burned-out automobiles lay tipped on their side, smoking. A large metallic bird circled overhead. It lowered in altitude until it hovered meters from the ground. A large door slid open on the metal bird and ropes dropped from it. Elite soldiers, uniformed and armed, dropped from the hovering helicopter via their deployment lines.

Gunfire rang out as soon as the men touched the ground. An explosion rocked the ground as a grenade was thrown through a second-story window on one of the buildings. The troops fanned-out in a defensive pattern, taking cover behind the debris of whatever they could find. Newly-promoted Brigadier General Mark Travis raised his rifle to fire. The M-4 carbine spat out fire and lead as he squeezed the trigger. Bullets raced through the air and found their targets, dropping them to the ground.

“Tangos spotted. They’re on the move,” a voice said through the radio headset on Travis.

“Take them down,” Travis said into his headset radio.

“Downed,” the voice said.

“Tagged one,” said another voice.

“Scratch another tango,” another voice declared.

Gunfire rained down at the group of soldiers from a balcony on a crumbling building down the street.

“Colericans!” a man on the balcony screamed and fired at Travis and his men.

Travis' sister, Allie, raised her HK36E and fired, pumping the man on the balcony with several rounds of hot lead. She turned her head, and glanced, if but for a moment, at her brother. She then turned her head sharply at the sound of a Ma'dah Reborn soldier yelling. She levelled her rifle on him and fired, killing him.

"This way," Hamilton called out through his radio.

"Take the lead," Travis replied. "Andrews, Thomas, split the force. Take the left of the street and work your way south. We'll move in from the right of the street. Thermal-imaging shows Ma'dah forces held up behind the remains of the building up ahead. We get them in a cross-fire, they're as good as done," he instructed.

"Yes, sir," Andrews said.

"On our way," Thomas agreed.

Andrews and Thomas then began to make their way down the left-hand side of the street, while Travis and the remaining members took to the right. Travis' squad now consisted of just himself, his sister, Hamilton, and Arrisson. Carefully, they crossed an intersecting alleyway, and open fired on two advancing Ma'dah guerillas. The airstrikes had done their job well. They eliminated almost all vehicle resistance, and what vehicles the Ma'dah did have, were out of gasoline. This was all but a mop-up mission for Travis' unit. They'd work their way through a portion of the city and meet up with the advancing Imperial Army ground assault force that was barging through from the east and coordinate singular, more specialized actions from there.

Holy... :shock: I'm going to have to think a while for a response, can't promise one today...