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BE IT KNOWN that the HOLY REPUBLIC OF PIO MAGNUS makes a DECLARATION OF WAR against THE COLONY OF SPASTIC WEASELS.

Spastic Weasels has been found Heretical by His Holiness Pope Tim II of The Papacy in Exile. We have been given the sacred duty and honor to convert this nation by the sword.

Along with our ally THE HOLY EMPIRE OF THESAMURAI we are prepared to fight this to the end.

DEUS VULT! GOD WILLS IT!


TO THAT ENDS, we have deployed:

HRSS A Cruce Salus, Nimitz Class Carrier, with full complement of F/A-18/E Super Hornets

HRSS Ad Augusta Per Angusta, Nimitz Class Carrier, With a full bomber complement

HRSS Deo et Rege, AEGIS air defense platform

(omitted for security) nuclear Attack Submarines

40 LCAC landing craft

14 Appache Attack Helicopters

40 Drone surveilance craft

15 000 foot soldiers (grunts)

200 Special Forces

8 Inquisitors, (on loan from the Papacy in Exile)

His Holiness, Pope Tim II;
Bishop of Rome;
Vicar of Jesus Christ;
Successor to the Prince of the Apostles;
Supreme Pontiff of the Universal Church;
Patriarch of the West;
Primate of Italy;
Archbishop and Metropolitan of the Province of Rome;
Sovereign of the Vatican City;
and Servant of the Servants of God:

Declares that he is backing fully the combined armies of PIO MAGNUS and THESAMURAI. As THE PAPACY IN EXILE is not a militaristic nation, concerning itself more with the salvation of the masses rather than simple affairs of state, it will be providing food, clothing and shelter to the non-combatants. Also, in order to protect her allies, THE PAPACY IN EXILE will be volunteering foodstuffs to PIO MAGNUS, and THESAMURAI.

Deus miseratur,
Pope Tim II
Vicar of Christ

Cardinal Alfonso Petrofski
Papal Secretary of Foreign Affairs

Cardinal Ronald Jorgenson,
Papal Secretary of Foreign Aid

The Holy Empire of the Samurai is pledging troops to fight the heretics on the Colony of Spastic Weasels.

100 F-22 Strike Eagles

200 Samurai Special Forces

100 Legions of Samurai ground forces

and last but not least my tank corps.

As for the Republic of Cowardly Frogs, if you join the Colony of Spastic Weasels, We will strike down upon you with much anger and vengence.

Ships log of the Flagship HRSS A Cruce Salus, of Taskforce Alpha

Admiral Duncan Idaho, commanding
Defensive Perimiter in place, Air Superiority over fleet achieved.
Holding Position, 40 Clicks offshore from Spastic Weasels
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The task force is rougly 40 clicks offshore from The "Empire" of the Spastic Weasels. We are currently awaiting the arrival of our Ally's task force, but as they have not committed any Naval forces, we may have to send for some transport ships to bring them into the zone.

We are awaiting the signal from Strategic High Command, back in Pio Magnus. Apparently our Grand Commander Pio Magnus, has decided to give the weasels a chance to repent of there crimes. If they come to the table, and surrender to our conditions, many innocents may be saved. As for me, I would rather go in and begin the assault.

Flight Deck has informed me that surveillance drones will be launched from the HRSS Ad Augusta Per Angusta. I am told that the crew is very happy that the drones will be leaving the ship. Fleet Command didn't want to send more ships than neccessary, so they have been stuffing the Drones wherever they will fit. i am also told that some members of the crew share bunks with partly dis-assembled Drone Surveillance craft. I will have to invite those crew-members to my ship for some R&R before the fighting commences. They deserve some leg room.

The Ad Augusta Per Angusta has moved to the edge of our perimeter, and is abotu 15 drones, to begin scouting the LZ.

In Mary,
Admiral Duncan Idaho

//Open Secure Line//
//Encryption Key 7-Alpha-Zulu//

//Classified: Admiral Duncan Idaho, Eyes Only//
//Re: Troop Deployments of TheSamurai//

//Start Message//

/We have received the go-ahead from TheSamurai's High Command to send transports to pick up their forces.
All foot soldiers will be loaded onto 3 transport ships with troop types intermingled.
Mechanized vehicles, and crews will be loaded onto 5 transport ships.
Pio Magnus High Command will send 1 AEGIS cruiser with these ships, as well as (ommitted for security) Attack Submarines.
These ships will be leaving our Air Coverage, and that of TheSamurai in roughly 4 hours. Please prepare a flight to cover them.
Information will soon be coming from TheSamurai regarding the status of their Air Force. With No aircraft carriers deployed for this engagement, it will likely require us to do in air refueling with them./

/Destroy Encryption Key 7-alpha-zulu/

//End Message//
//Close Secure Line//

Mao Tse Weasel, Chairman of the People's Republic of Spastic Weasels, declares class war on the Imperialist running dogs. The proletariat will defeat the industrialist bloodsucking oppressors. We will defend the revolution with the lives of our peasants.

We deploy the Red Army against you:

1st Red Front
1 Tank Division
2 Motorized Infantry Divisions
8 Infantry Divisions
2 Convict Regiments

4th Red Air Army
20 Jian 7 Fighters
5 MIG 15 Interceptors
5 MIG 23 Sukhoi Fighter bombers

1st Red Banner Fleet
1 Destroyer
4 Patrol Boats
1 Diesel Electric Submarine

Sonar: Sir, New Contact. Diesel I think. It is trying to penetrate the fleet perimeter.

First Mate Petrofski : Distance?

Sonar: 1 Click due East of current position.

First Mate: Run Silent

Con: Run silent, aye.

Captain Donahue: What's this?

Petrofski: Contact, sir, she's pretty noisy.

Donahue: Any idea whose she is?

Petrofski: intel Indicates that The SW have a submarine lurking about in these areas.

Donahue: Pull into her baffles, if she crosses into the Fleet Perimeter, fire. I need my morning coffee, you have the deck.

Petrofski: Aye, Aye, sir.

Chairman Mao Tse Weasel says: "peace grows from the barrel of a gun". You yellow pig dogs will die. Your blood will stain the workers bayonets. The people's revolution will sweep away the old order. We will establish the dictatorship of the proletariat as we build world weasel socialism. Weasel's of the world unite!

Commander Kim Jong Ill: I think they have seen us. Right full rudder. Increase speed to flank. Come up to 30 meters.

1st officer Hu: Aye Aye. Oh, look a bright shiny thing!

Helmsman Yu: I want to run around spastically and bite things!

Commander Kim: It is so hard to get good help these days. Hold your course steady. Ready torpedo tupes 1 through 4.

"Sir" The sailor said, short of breath, "we have just received a communique from one of our submarines, they have detected an old diesel, she is lurking around us. They are standing by to destroy."

"Get me Janklow." Janklow, the captains "free-lance engineer", really, just a sailor, with some technical know how, who had somehow never became an officer, rushed in minutes later.

"Admiral?"

"Have you been working on the device?"

"I will have it completed by the end of the hour, sir."

"Good, see that you have it deployed quickly. It looks like we may have a chance to use it."

"Aye, Aye, Admiral"

Suddenly, Admiral Idaho was hailed from the deck, "Admiral, multiple arial targets inbound, they were flying low. We are scrambling now. AEGIS cruiser is on standby."

"How many?"

"Looks like about 100 fast movers, sir"

"Don't bother, those must be The forces that TheSamurai were sending. Allow them to pass, but keep the cruiser ready."

"Aye, Aye"

Sonar: Con sonar! Enemy sub bearing 135 degrees, 1200 meters.

Commander Ill: Set your bearings and depth on my mark...MARK. Flood tubes 1-4. Open outer doors. Fire 1...2...3...4...

1st Officer Hu: Torpedo's away! Running straight and true. Impact in 2 minutes.

Commander Ill: Hard right rudder, come to 270 degrees, dive dive dive.

"And now to Matt Lauer"

"Thank you Katie. This is a very turbulent time in the world. Especially here. I have been able to get to the Island Nation of The Spastic Weasels. This nation has been threatened by a coalition of mean-spirited Catholic-supremicist nations. As we speak, I can see massive troop movements here on the Island, and from my location, I can just barely make out the Pio Magnus fleet.

Wow, a massive flight of jet fighters, stealth I think, has just flown overhead. I believe the battle has begun."

"Matt, Those arn't stealth planes, those are strike eagles. At least learn something about where you are going next time."

"Back to you Katie"

Sonar: FIsh in the water, running toward us, hard and fast. Estimate two minutes till impact.

Petrofski: Battle Stations, Battle Stations!! Kill Engines, prepare countermeasures. Release decoy 1.

Torpedo: Decoy in tube, firing

Sonar: Sir, decoy caught one, it's following. Other 3 fish still swimming directly for us! 30 Seconds

Petrofski: RELEASE SHAKERS!! RELEASE SHAKERS!!

The whole boat shook with a terrible force, the lights dimmed, and then regained there former strength.

Petrofski: Damage report!

Damage: Sir, we have taken two direct hits amidships. Water is leaking into the crew compartments. Compartment 4 and 5 flooded, more seals are failing. Suggest we blow ballast, sir.

Petrofski: No, that will call those other torps right too us. We will wait.

Again, the whole boat shook, this time not from a collission, but rather from a huge burst of sound. Immediatly, the sonarman fell to the floor, the noise was too much for him. He would never hear again.

Donahue: What the Hell was that?

Petrofski: Don't know sir. It destoyed our listening equipment. We are running blind.

Donahue: If we are blind, so are those torpedos, no way their sonics survived that. That old diesal must be blind too. Surface immidatly, set get the crew on lifeboats, and prepare to scuttle the boat.

Petrofski: Blow Tanks, crew to escape boats.

Com: Blowing tanks, aye.

Ships log of the Flagship HRSS A Cruce Salus, of Taskforce Alpha

Admiral Duncan Idaho, commanding
Defensive Perimiter in place, Air Superiority over fleet achieved.
Holding Position, 40 Clicks offshore from Spastic Weasels

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It has been a very eventful day. I started with my normal cup of coffee, and then things went mad.

Minutes into my breakfast I was informed of a submarine lurking about, then 100 jets buzzed my carrier, all the while we were hardly aware they were on their way. This is a situation that will have to be fixed. I will be extending the flight perimeter, to give us an earlier warning of incoming flights.

Then after that, I received a message that one of my brand new Nuclear submarines was sunk, not by a Los Angelos Class Attack Submarine, but rather an old diesel, probably left over from WWII.

Luckily, we were able to save the crew through the use of Janklow's Sonic Resonator. It is roughly the size of a beach-ball, and was able to emit a force that absolutely destroys torpedo sonar. Unfortunately, it was more powerful than we expected, and it also blew out our entire western defense perimeter. It took some quick work, but we were able to get other submarines in place before the gap became apparent to our enemies. OUr undersea defenses are still a little weak, but we are hoping to have the sonar equipment fixed before too long.

One of the worst parts, to me, was that the cut-off didn't work on the submarine that was sunk. The poor sonarman was blasted with enought decibels to burst his eardrums. The Doctors say he will never hear again. Even now, there is blood oozing from his ear. I will see to it that he gets some kind of medal for what he did today.

On another note, TheSamurai have seemed to take air-superiority over the island. But they will have to go back to refuel before long. That's the problem with not having a navy. I will have to talk TheSamurai into getting one.

In Mary,
Duncan Idaho

//URGENT MESSAGE//
//CALLING ADMIRAL Duncan Idaho//

This is Admiral Jim Kirk from the Holy Empire of the Samurai. We are on the way to help maintain air superiority over the Colony of Spastic Weasels. I am bringing with me three of our Aircraft Carriers. The U.S.S. ENTERPRISE, U.S.S. EXCELLSIOR, and the U.S.S. HIGHLANDER. These ships are loaded with cruise missles, and can shoot them from a great distance away. We have recieved word that all religion is abolished, and clergy are being held in camps. We will be dispatching a special forces unit to go and rescue them upon our arrival in two days.

May the Lord be with us.
Admiral Kirk

CNN Newscast.

"We are now going live to the Grand Palais in Pio Magnus, where Pio, the President and Uberlord of Pio Magnus is expected to speak shortly."

Uberlord Pio enters, wearing full ceremonial armor, in the style of the Roman Legions.

"Hello,

As you all know, we are currently on a Yellow alert in Pio Magnus, and we have a fleet holding position off the coast of The People's Republic of Spastic Weasels. Yesterday, our fleet took a tragic loss. Our L.A. Class Attack Submarine "Valkyrie" was attacked and destroyed. We lost 15 brave sailors, as well as a very valuable piece of equipment.

These losses will not weaken our resolve. This war started out as an inquisition, to save the souls of countless weasels. It has now become much more.

We have received word from our spies Within Purgatory. We have been notified that religion has been abolished within the borders of Spastic Weasels. Not only have they forbidden public practice, they have also gone so far as to kidnap clergy, and send them off to Nazi style concentration camps. They have labeled these sites "Re-education Camps". Pleasant name, dastardly purpose.

We have heard unconfirmed rumors that if we land within the borders of the Capital city, or try to liberate these political prisoners, that they will be immediatly executed.

Pio Magnus has spoken directly with His Holiness Pope Tim II of The Papacy in Exile, and has been given the go-ahead to try to liberate these men of the clothe by any means neccessary.

I have pressing matters to attend to, my Secretary of State, Sir Ender Wiggin will answer your questions. Deus Vult!"

The room erupted in a cacaphony as Sir Wiggin approached the microphone.

"I will accept a few questions. I reserve the right to have people escorted from the room. Remain calm, don't shout, and raise your hands or you and your news-service will not be allowed to operate within Pio Magnus again. Let's Begin."

"Sir?"

"Yes. Mr. Greene from the Pio Magnus Times"

"Mr. Secretary, what are the conditions surrounding the destruction of the "Valkyrie?"

"I can not speak much on the matter, but I have been informed that while tailing an enemy submarine, they somehow became detected. 4 torpedos were fired at the Valkyrie. Due to the expert work of the ships captain and crew, the Valkyrie was able to lose 2 of the torpedos. The other two struck her amidships. The crew survived because of the use of a classified weapon, that destroys the sonar of torpedos. There were no other problems."

"Ms. Nurs, of the HRPM Today"

"Was the submarine responsible for the attack destroyed?"

"We have reason to believe that they lost sonar capabilities. Running blind in those seas is quite dangerous. It is doubtful that they were able to manuever through the sea floor formations that our sailors refer to as "The Maze". However, we were unable to hear the boat after the use of our new weapon."

"Why couldn't you hear the boat? Why were you unable to follow the enemy submarine?"

"Silence, Guards, remove this man from the room. Get his credentials. His News Service is forbidden from operating in Pio Magnus untill further notice. I will now be taking my leave of you. Good day. Deus Vult!

"My brothers and sisters,

as you have no doubt heard, the Heretics in Spastic Weasels have captured our Religious in their nation. This can not be tolerated. To protect the clergy, in all of their duties, and so they can complete their holy missions, I have commissioned a new militant order of The Church.

From this day forward "The Great Order" will be infiltrating the enemies of Christ and Church. The Great Order will be composed of the best and brightest of those who apply. Not only will these be the Holy Protectors of The Church on Earth, they will also be a scourge upon the Heretics. Not only will they destroy those who would seek to destroy us. They will find those heretics within the Church. They will lead a new Inquisition. A Silent inquisition.

Deus Miseratur!"

Duke Leto Atreides sat at his desk, in the new soveirgn state, commissioned by The Holy Father. He thumbed his cigar, one of the few vices he allowed himself, thinking over the best way to complete the mission.

"Call my son to me."

"Father? You called for me?"

"Yes Paul. I need you to lead a contingent of our men. Your mission will be very difficult. But I trust you can accomplish it."

"God willing, father."

"He wills it. Here. This is the latest Communique from the Pope. It contains your mission. Choose your men. I will see you when you return."

"I obey, my Duke."

Duke Leto Atreides sat at his desk, in the new soveirgn state, commissioned by The Holy Father. He thumbed his cigar, one of the few vices he allowed himself, thinking over the best way to complete the mission.

"Call my son to me."

"Father? You called for me?"

"Yes Paul. I need you to lead a contingent of our men. Your mission will be very difficult. But I trust you can accomplish it."

"God willing, father."

"He wills it. Here. This is the latest Communique from the Pope. It contains your mission. Choose your men. I will see you when you return."

"I obey, my Duke."

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