NationStates Jolt Archive

Gunter IX was worried. Many other factions had been gathering forces recenly against his age-old claim to the throne, and now the storm was upon him. Well, he hadnt killed off 8 family members in 1 day just to be ousted by some barbarian democrats. Nor those commie bast*rds. Or the church, aetheists, capitalists, Saxon Traditionalists, anarchists, soddomists, egotists, armoured bears or any of the other claimants to the throne. No, he would sit this one out...

OOC: OK, I basically need people to represent the Capitalist League, the Coucil of Soviets, the Karl's Retributive Order (strict, Clunaistic churchmen), the Saxon Traditionalists, the Aetheist League and the deposed democratic government. There is also the current psychotic dictatorship you can support too. Pick a side for your country to back and send in the troops...I will stick with whatever government style wins.

"My Empress we have found a perfect new target for our road to conquest!"

"Let me see..ahh very nice indeed!"

"Well my lady, the political trouble is causing a civil war, however an invasion from a foreign power might cause them to unite. However we out power them by far!"

"Hmm..ok prepare 150,000 troops for para-drop. Lets get them in the capital and then into the palace. Once we establish a safe zone, we'll bring in more and more troops and armored units. In fact send 400 Hvy. Tanks in there as well. I want the invasion to take place in a week. Until then..our build up is in case of invasion by those bastards off our coast."

"Yes my lady.."

OOC:Sorry, but this is just my governement. Had she not been Empress I would have supported one of the factions.

I will prepare 450,000 troops to come in by land and see followed by 100,000 tanks and heavy army artillery ect. They will set up in the capital of your country.

I will prepare 450,000 troops to come in by land and see followed by 100,000 tanks and heavy army artillery ect. They will set up in the capital of your country.

OOC:Can you even have that many tanks and heavy stuff? Also be realistic. There is no way you could have 100,000 heavy armored stuff there in a short time, it would take at least a week and a half. Just in case..

"My lady it appears that Rodriquezland wishes to place far more troops in the capital!"

"Hmm..well we have tens of millions of soldiers..plus that vassal state Planith. Order up 600,000 more troops to prepare for para-drop. I want an additional 7,000 Light and Medium tanks too. "

"Yes my lady. It might be wise to attack the enemy while they are preparing to head into the capital. We cripple them now with a massive aerial attack, don't claim responsiblity for it, and then make our move on the weakened enemy troops in the capital. Take the capital for oursleves and declare you the Empress of Daviestan."

"Or perhaps we could ally with them..."

"They are weak my lady.."

"Yes but you never know."

"Alright we will talk to them diplomatically. If it fails we should have enough time for the attack."

"Excellent."

"Um my lady.it appears we underestimated them...they are really really strong."

"What?"

"Very much so bigger than us.."

"Oh..well..looks like it will be a race to the capital. Still try to get the land for oursleves."

"Yes my lady. If diplomacy fails?"

"Well then..looks like a few planes and boats might have to go bye bye by some terrorist country a couple hundred miles away.." *devious smile*

"Ah yes my lady sounds good."

OOC:I appologize. I misread your date that you joined. You could easily have that many heavy armored stuff, but I still don't think you could have it up there for a while.

I will prepare 450,000 troops to come in by land and see followed by 100,000 tanks and heavy army artillery ect. They will set up in the capital of your country.

OOC:Can you even have that many tanks and heavy stuff? Also be realistic. There is no way you could have 100,000 heavy armored stuff there in a short time, it would take at least a week and a half. Just in case..

"My lady it appears that Rodriquezland wishes to place far more troops in the capital!"

"Hmm..well we have tens of millions of soldiers..plus that vassal state Planith. Order up 600,000 more troops to prepare for para-drop. I want an additional 7,000 Light and Medium tanks too. "

"Yes my lady. It might be wise to attack the enemy while they are preparing to head into the capital. We cripple them now with a massive aerial attack, don't claim responsiblity for it, and then make our move on the weakened enemy troops in the capital. Take the capital for oursleves and declare you the Empress of Daviestan."

"Or perhaps we could ally with them..."

"They are weak my lady.."

"Yes but you never know."

"Alright we will talk to them diplomatically. If it fails we should have enough time for the attack."

"Excellent."

ooc: I was just trying to piss you off.

Rodriquezland's military will air drop

20,000,000 Troops and 35,000 tanks and heavy armor.

We will have them all in the country within six weeks

"Um my lady.it appears we underestimated them...they are really really strong."

"What?"

"Very much so bigger than us.."

"Oh..well..looks like it will be a race to the capital. Still try to get the land for oursleves."

"Yes my lady. If diplomacy fails?"

"Well then..looks like a few planes and boats might have to go bye bye by some terrorist country a couple hundred miles away.." *devious smile*

"Ah yes my lady sounds good."

OOC:I appologize. I misread your date that you joined. You could easily have that many heavy armored stuff, but I still don't think you could have it up there for a while.


15,000 Intercontinental missiles have been locked on to your countries capital and are ready to fire. Five thousand are nuclear chemical etc.

We have begun air dropping troops the planes are being followed by

3000 f/a 22-a raptors

1500 f16's

1700 f17 stealth fighters

4500 X-35A JSF (F-35)

"20 million what!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Uh..hehe..well troops..."

"Have they accepted?"

"Not yet..although..well no not yet."

"DAMN!!!"

"We can match their numbers, and since we have less armor it would take less time by a couple of days. But are you sure you want to send 20 million people away from home. Awful risky."

"Well divide it with the vassal states."

"Yes my lady..we could get 2 million a pop betweent he two..thats 4 million comming from there."

"Thats it."

"Yep..so 16 million from home leaving us with a lot more, but still..."

"...do it..."

"Y-yes my lady!!!!"

"Um my lady.it appears we underestimated them...they are really really strong."

"What?"

"Very much so bigger than us.."

"Oh..well..looks like it will be a race to the capital. Still try to get the land for oursleves."

"Yes my lady. If diplomacy fails?"

"Well then..looks like a few planes and boats might have to go bye bye by some terrorist country a couple hundred miles away.." *devious smile*

"Ah yes my lady sounds good."

OOC:I appologize. I misread your date that you joined. You could easily have that many heavy armored stuff, but I still don't think you could have it up there for a while.


15,000 Intercontinental missiles have been locked on to your countries capital and are ready to fire.

We have begun air dropping troops the planes are being followed by

3000 f/a 22-a raptors

1500 f16's

1700 f17 stealth fighters

4500 X-35A JSF (F-35)

A telligram from Telliria...

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING. YOUR MISSLES POSE NO THREAT TO US, EASY TO TAKE DOWN, BUT WHY ARE U LOCKING ON. WE ARE MINDING OUR OWN BUISSNESS OVER HERE!!!"

Empress Dominque

OOC:Already dropping troops..wtf...check your TG

The Lord Emperor Charles Stefano sat upon his throne amidst the colour of the courtiers, recuperating from a series of exceedingly vexing setbacks in the control of Vivalutsk, when a grey uniformed soldier marched into the middle of the hall and saluted.

The dictator nodded to him and the courtiers settled and became attentive.

The soldier began,"Your pardon my Lord, but it was thought wise to inform you of the collapse of stable government in Daviestan. After the past few months of political unrest, the country has begun to degenerate into anarchy. Countries from all over the world our sending troops to aid factions within Daviestan, and the generals believe we could aid them."

"Thankyou soldier, you may go. Tell the generals to inform me of all future happenings in Daviestan, especially alliances between countries."

The soldier saluted the company and left.

"Charles Stefano called an aide de camp to his side and whispered a number of orders to him. The aide left the building, and the Emperor turned to his Lords and courtiers,

"Ladies and Gentlemen. This may seem like a shock to you, but I assure you I already knew of this problem and have chosen a side to ally to. I have just sent a messenger to General Klaus von Ganz to move both the sixth and ninth divisions into Daviestan to support the deposed democratic government and their last leader, and attempt to place them back in power. This is not a subject which I, or the people of Vivalutsk will sway from - Daviestan aided us in our hour of need, and a number of their officials are still in our country after they set up a protectorate whilst I was indisposed. This is how we stand."

800,000 Vivalutsk Guard were turned out in the largest parade ground ever built, preparing for war.

We have landed 175,000 troops and 10,000 tanks they are on the outskirts of the capital we are preparing to invade.

Telegram to Daviestan:
In light of the current civil war the Goblin tribe of Half-Moon will send 50,000 Goblin troopers, and a total of 10,000 armoured forces. Glider forces and special operations will be moved in as well. We look forward to meeting with your leadership.
As a new nation we are seeking to improve relations with our neighbors, and as such will lend support where needed. Our troops will defend your government against he rebels.

Forces list:
40,000 Goblin Militia
10,000 Goblin Grunts
2,500 T-34 tanks
2,500 Panzer II tanks
5 M1-A1 Abrhams
100 Gliders

If you could send transport for these forces it would be helpful, the current state of our logistics network is rather poor.

Telliria supports Rodriquezland and will is currently sending an advanced guard of 200,000 troops and 2,000 tanks to head to the opposite side of the capital and rush in to flank the opponet.

May the peace that has come from this arrangement last long Rodriquezland.

Telliria supports Rodriquezland and will is currently sending an advanced guard of 200,000 troops and 2,000 tanks to head to the opposite side of the capital and rush in to flank the opponet.

May the peace that has come from this arrangement last long Rodriquezland.

Thank you very much.

We are now up to 245,000 troop and 17,000 tanks and artillery. Half moon gobling I strongley advise to step out of this I will not hesitate to use non conventional weapons on your people and your capital.

Tellirias main force will arrive in 4 more weeks (8RT hours). That will be 5,800,000 troops plus 5,000 tanks. Various other things such as APCs and All Terrain Vehicles will be included in various numbers.

Rodriquezland will now be patrolling the skies any unfriendly or UFO will be shot down on sight.

OOC:
Sorry, forum ate my post.
Anyway, basicaly I offered to sneak into the city and capture/kill the president.

OOC: sorry, forum stopped working so couldnt post replies

IC: "Your Niceness, intelligence reports enemy forces massing in their millions! We must conscript everyone we can support! Unfortunately, the Retributive Order is on the march from Daviestan and the more devout areas have risen up in his support. To make matters worse, the democratic party has persuaded Vivalutsk to send troops as well. I estimate that we have around 2 weeks to fortify the capital before armour arrives and the fighting proper starts. What are your orders?"

The newly proclaimed Gunter XIV finished washing his brother's blood off his hands.

"Conscription has already begun. We have 5 million in the cities at the moment with as many to follow, and as we speak the Capitalist League is coming with another 8 million from Beanfold's corporate levy. I want the propaganda machine on overdrive, and to triggerthat we need a victory. Now. Fortunately we are given the opportunity. Transports are needed to bring Half-moon goblin's forces; very well, the navy will bring them to our shores and they can march up the Rithen Valley to our capital. Rodriquezland's airforce threatens this, so we will commence unlimited air warfare with them and Telleria. Dispatch the Faolchu squads asap, and send the following message to the Empress; "Die you foolish foreign queen. I will laugh as I dance on the graves of your country's children"."

Within 3 hours, the 5000 operational F-18s were airborne and heading, sun behind them, straight for Telleria's airforce...

-tag-

*Newsflash* The situation in neighbouring Daviestan became critical yesterday, with the total collapse of the country's government and the entry of close on 30 million "peacekeeping" troops from around the world. The Emperor stated today that the use of troops by Vivalutsk was not to stabilise the country at present, but rather a covert operation to rescue the remains of the deposed democratic government. The former Primus inter Pares is residing in the Capital of Vivalutsk, directing loyal troops.

OOC: This is assuming you accepted my commanders deal.

IC:
Kneebiter and his officers dropped off the plane, quickly sorting out the mess of troops, tanks and cars.
"Right, joo on da left, head over dere! Joo on da right! Get to dat wall! Spread out and peepar ta defend!" Orders were screeched and talons skittered.
Once out of view most of the goblins took to the sewers, vent shafts and other areas of concealment, waiting for ambush.
A group of Goblins were headed to the palace on a perfectly acceptable mission of defence. Kneebiter smiled to himself, things were not going badly.

OOC:DAMN WHAT HAPPENED TO MY POST SAYING MY TROOPS LANDED IN THE NATION...NO MATTER!!!!!!

IC:

"Inbound fighters..."

"See em..thats a hell of a lot.."

"Ya..seems to be F-18's!"

"Well lets have our escorts engage....were not over the capital, but start having troops jump out..looks like they will have to walk just a bit."

"Yes sir..order sent out..troops moving into position..enemy ETA in 45 seconds...troops starting to jump."

The sky fills with little white bloobs. The troops jump out a little hurridly, however these men have been trained in real warfare and for years upon years in training, so the operation goes by with little incident. As the enemy planes face the constant attack from the rear (u missed that huh) by Rodriquezland, Tellirian fighters fly full throtle ahead, blowing up anything in their paths. Meanwhile the transport planes change courses so that they can escape..several turn back having their loads empties. However u notice that a few hundred are going straight forward, pilots bailing out while the plain continues forward. You figure that they strapped it so that it will go straight, however this is little help to your swarms who will now face heavy problems dodging the massive planes.

Tellirian troops begin their assault on the city with a boom. First mortar rounds explode on the city, killing stationed troops and causing buildings to collapse. Next Tellirian tanks rush forward, firing on the already surprised troops, and then shortly later Tellirian troops rush forward.

"Um my lady.it appears we underestimated them...they are really really strong."

"What?"

"Very much so bigger than us.."

"Oh..well..looks like it will be a race to the capital. Still try to get the land for oursleves."

"Yes my lady. If diplomacy fails?"

"Well then..looks like a few planes and boats might have to go bye bye by some terrorist country a couple hundred miles away.." *devious smile*

"Ah yes my lady sounds good."

OOC:I appologize. I misread your date that you joined. You could easily have that many heavy armored stuff, but I still don't think you could have it up there for a while.


15,000 Intercontinental missiles have been locked on to your countries capital and are ready to fire. Five thousand are nuclear chemical etc.

We have begun air dropping troops the planes are being followed by

3000 f/a 22-a raptors

1500 f16's

1700 f17 stealth fighters

4500 X-35A JSF (F-35)

All airplanes listed are now at 5000 each and they are patrolling 24/7 they will engage any enemy they see. There is much more planes on standby ready to move on command.

Seven million troops have landed and all armor. They will begin attacking with full air support. A massive artillery barrage will begin on your capital shortly.

Rodriquezland

Aritillery Commander: Alright boys open up!

*massive booms for about an hour*

General Rodriquez: Tell all ground forces to attack with full force.


As they move the encounter several spots of resistance but they were dealt with with little casualties. We are about one half mile from the capital and are moving with ease.

Rodriquezland

Once inside the palace (or whatever your governments HQ is) the lead Goblin was admited to the presence of Gunter XIV.
"'Scuse us, you be Geentar da four-in-teenth?"
He fiddled with his cane of office, the two goblins behind him maintained a pose of military alertness.

OOC: No, I know Rodriquezland's up there too...it was a deliberate tactical mistake and served to get things going:)

IC: The first wave of F-18s screamed into range and unloaded a barrage of missiles into the lead enemy fighters as they peeled off. wave after wave followed this pattern, although a few from each wave were annihilated by a storm of return fire as they approached and several more as they peeled off. The Gunterian Airforce had the upper hand in the number of casualties inflicted, but the initiative had been lost and as they attempted to form up again, several uncontrolled transports scatteredthe wings. Air Lord Fyanden, seeing the enemy transports escaping and the fighters reacting to the attack, decided to play the risky game. "All fighters engage at will. We have the impetus if we can just keep pressing they may decide their transports are more valuable than their airforce. Squads 4 through 7 attack the transports, all other wings engage at will"

Meanwhile, Gunter XIV observed the delegation before him

"I am. I am grateful for your assistance in this matter...the enemy certainly seem to be committing a lot more men to this cause than we had anticipated, and with most of the country remaining treacherous, we are having trouble calling in the levies. Transports have been dispatched, and should be loading your soldiers shortly, but the enemy are already bombarding the city. I would also be grateful for more air support, as if we control the skies their artillery becomes less of a threat. Regardless, they have not encountered our soldiers yet - when they actually assualt the city proper, then they will have cause for alarm." He gave a thin smile. The plazas were prepared, the streets barricaded and once the capital city was attacked, not one man would refuse to join up. No, Nationalism was something he had never underestimated. Shortly his 10 million would double, with any luck, and he had the advantage of home territory.

"Air Marshall Dernitz, how is the air war going?"

His Imperial Majesy pondered the situation in Daviestan, he had always had a dislike for its inept leaders but now things were out of control. He mused-what should he do? His index finger played around the edge of a small blue button emblasoned with 'press X to fire Halo'. Wiping out its native population would be easiest-no casualities and easy recolonise the nuclear wasteland in a few thousand years-but this would not fit in with his short term aims. What to do...

OOC: Ill assume I did something wrong their, since you ignored my post. Err, would you mind telling me? Sorry, Im kinda new.

The planes Telliria had fighting had highly trained pilots. However this was little since the enemy outnumbered them far too much. The desperate pilots watched as the magnificent waves turned into a horde of planes.

"Orders?"

"Just fire into the damn mess...that'll do more damage then picking out a target and dogfighting it out.."

"Anything else?"

"Our lives mean nothing in this fight..simply keep the enemy at bay till our forces reach the capital. Their superior training and arms will keep them ahead."

"Y-Yes sir! I will fight for the glory of Telliria!"

The planes launced all they had, spreading it out so that stuff was bound to get hit. Bullets flew from the planes, striking at random, and several pilots met quick deaths. Others saw it comming and managed to bail out.

Meanwhile the majority of the para-troopers were landing ok. Around 15 troop transports had been hit that carried anything. Still the invasion was massive.

"Ok men load up in the armor!"

"Negative Captain, keep as few men as possible in those things..they are death traps for enemy planes...divide up and sprint...don't stop."

"You heard him! Get in your squads and head for the capital!"

The tanks rumbled to life as did the APCs. They flew across the open area, trying to flee the planes above. Troops were numberous, but split up enough so that they were hard targets.

Back home in Telliria the Empress assesed her options...

"They will surely have a huge force waiting for us in the capital."

"Yes yes I know...but what options do I have?"

"Offer them a chance to surrender. Make the terms so that they will get something out of it as well."

"Hmmm..yes I see. And if that fails then we'll blow the capital to hell and back with cruise missles. Everyone in that capital is an enemy. We launch cruise missles in 15 hours. If they don't respond by then, then we fire..."

"Yes my lady.."

To the leader of Daviestan;

It has come to our attention that you contain the peoples hearts and minds. As you know this will only make combat longer, and will bring about millions of deaths to your poorly trained people. Act now and end this fighting and stop the bloodshed. Surrender to the Tellirian governement now and we assure you that their will be a position in the government of importance awaiting you. But we expect you to be honorable, and therfore you will not surrender for personal gain. Then do it for your people. Even if half of my army reaches the capital, thats still over 3,000,000 well trained troops with superior technology. This will be your last and final chance to surrender. Failure here will mean that you are saying that your entire capital is an army, and thus needs to be crushed. We will not use WMD, but we do warn you that it will cause mass destruction. Thank you.

Dominque Winfield
Empress of Telliria
Grand Lady of Planith

Meanwhile 8,000 planes from Telliria are being rushed into service. The 6,000 F-22s and 2,000 F-16s will arrive in 8 hours. Once they do they will attack any enemy aircraft.

Losses:
1,500 soldiers
105 F-22s
45 F-16s

*Notes from the news*

Telliria has signed a deal with the nations of Kurlej and Woah Now. This agreement states that they will come to the aide of each other upon asking and that they shall set out on their imperial ambitions together.

*Notice to Half-Moon Goblins*

Although you prove to be no threat to our armies, we advise you to back down and live to fight another day. Back down in 15 hours or face the a Tellirian government take over. Your forces cannot stop us.

OOC: Psst, I think Im on your side Telliria...
Anyway, since Daveistan isnt going to let me do this the easy way, ignore my last post.

IC:
Once landed in the city and deployed the Goblins switched sides.

Wielding their muskets, AK's and M16s from inside sewers, from houses and atop buildings they began a sort of mini-guirilla war, always keeping on the move and never forming a solid line or groups of more than three.

Inside the sewers a group was making for the presidential residance.
"What we doin again?"
"We s'posed ta kill some im'prtant guy"
"Why?"
"'Cause he be important"
"Why?"
"Dunno."
"Why?"
WHACK
"ow."
"'Sactly."
"Whats da box for?"
"'Sgot some sorta bomb in it"
"But, you drop it, it no 'splode"
"Yah, I wonderin' bout dat to, but it no matter in two minutes"
"Why dat?"
"Dats what I set the clocky ting for."
"Errr...how long ago?"
"About a minute and fiftey-n-five seconds...why?"
BBBBOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!

A section of street about a hundred yards long jumped about ten feet into the air, and a number of perfectly innocent rats were killed.

*holds up a sign saying 'will bump for posts'*

*Message to the people of Daviestan*

You rightfully elected ruler, the Primus inter Pares of the now replaced democracy currently residing in Vivalutsk, asks all loyal and democracy-loving members of the populace to leave Daviestan at once for Vivalutsk to help set up the new counterattack force, where they will be joined by a large number of of allied troops to attempt the recapture of the capital.

The company fell to the ground as the ridge to their right suddenly lit up as a colossal explosion shook the street they were about to enter. Several rats fell out of the air, along with quite a large amount of masonry.

They saw a number of strange, blunderbuss wielding creatures come running head long out of a hole blown out of the road, firing at the floor, the buildings and the sky, with apparently no specific aim in mind. However, they seemed to be running towards the troop's position, so it seemed only decent to warn them of their presence by filling them with lead.

Captain Etienne von saxameriger shouted "fire!", and the Vivalutsk guard opened up with a perfect barrage of machinegun and rifle fire. The first of the enemy began to fall...but the group seemed far larger than at first had been anticipated, and several hundred of these short, green creatures began to run at their position, lobbing small grenades around, nearly wiping out the entire company and a number of their own as well.

And then they stopped. For behind the company they had just destroyed came marching almost ten thousand troops in column, bayonets fixed on the outside, grenades and rockets prepared on the inside. The column was ordered to halt and form a line across the road - this they did with great efficiency, and soon every trooper was in place. When the order to fire came, there was no-one in the street.

*Message to the people of Daviestan*

You rightfully elected ruler, the Primus inter Pares of the now replaced democracy currently residing in Vivalutsk, asks all loyal and democracy-loving members of the populace to leave Daviestan at once for Vivalutsk to help set up the new counterattack force, where they will be joined by a large number of of allied troops to attempt the recapture of the capital.

The company fell to the ground as the ridge to their right suddenly lit up as a colossal explosion shook the street they were about to enter. Several rats fell out of the air, along with quite a large amount of masonry.

They saw a number of strange, blunderbuss wielding creatures come running head long out of a hole blown out of the road, firing at the floor, the buildings and the sky, with apparently no specific aim in mind. However, they seemed to be running towards the troop's position, so it seemed only decent to warn them of their presence by filling them with lead.

Captain Etienne von saxameriger shouted "fire!", and the Vivalutsk guard opened up with a perfect barrage of machinegun and rifle fire. The first of the enemy began to fall...but the group seemed far larger than at first had been anticipated, and several hundred of these short, green creatures began to run at their position, lobbing small grenades around, nearly wiping out the entire company and a number of their own as well.

And then they stopped. For behind the company they had just destroyed came marching almost ten thousand troops in column, bayonets fixed on the outside, grenades and rockets prepared on the inside. The column was ordered to halt and form a line across the road - this they did with great efficiency, and soon every trooper was in place. When the order to fire came, there was no-one in the street.

"Press in!"

The Tellirians who had been so patiently waiting outside the capital plunged in. Allies already in and Tellirians preparing to enter. The 200,000 swept through, heading straight for the palace. They came from the rear and front, taking advantage of the chaos from the goblin warriors.

Losses:
1,275 killed
2,345 injured

(OOC: Not all of them have just blackpowder guns, you speciest :P)

IC:
Ahead of the Vivalutsk troops a trio of Goblin manned T-34's rounds the corner at about sixty miles an hour, leaving skid marks on the pavement, then procedes down the street toward the Vivalutskian troops.
About thirty feet away the tanks skid to a stop, and a brief arguement about how to operate the entry hatch is heard.
Finnaly it pops up and a Goblin head pops out.
"Who you? Whaddar ya doin' here?" Inside the tank a warning creak is heard and something rolls off the side and falls into the shattered pavement, clattering loudly. Another arguement breaks out and a loud THUNK is heard, followed by some swearing (In Goblinese, but most swear words have certain international qualities).

The Vivalutsk guard stared at the tanks which had just skidded into view, swearing and clanking coming from the interior. A rock was thrown at them and a man keeled over. A note tied to it stated "Not all of us have just blackpowder weaons, you speciests! A lieutenant walked out with a squad of five men to the nearest T-34 and knocked on the hatch. The goblin head which had appeared before, did so again, this time with an exceptionally harassed expression."Wha-", the lieutenant shot him.

Elsewhere in the city Vivalutsk troops had encountered a very large concentration of Tellirians and had set up a number of barricades across the main streets, whilst a specialist team made their way quickly to the remnants of the government offces in search of the last few officials loyal to the diposed Primus inter Pares.

The butcher's bill arrived at the Field Marshal Donnenbrecher's headquarters, and it was not optimistic. Just over 3000 dead and 4350 injured. Why the hell are we being wiped out so quickly? The idea here was not to wage war to begin with but to save the last few loyalists, but then...Those damn Tellirians and their merry band of Munchkins were obviously a lot tougher than had at first been anticipated. He called to his aide "send for the tanks!".

"Sir we have word that the paratroopers have arrived outside the capital. They will regroup and launch an attack within 12 hours."

"Excellent! How are the troop movements?"

"Slow, but they are pressing through. Its only a matter of time before several roadbloacks clear and we press in to the government buildings with the main force."

"Good. They enemy seems to have taken heavy casualties, so beware of anything."

"Yes sir. Telliria will begin launching cruise missles from the mainland against roads, powerstations, and communications. They are making sure to stay away from our troops so no mistakes occur. The people are lucky..had we not entered they would have blown the city to hell and back."

"We'll we are good people.."

The main Tellirian force waits outside the capital. The troops have set up front line defenses and now are resting up the majority of the troops and are loading up in APCs and Tanks.

Tellirian troops are using their superior experience to gain an upper hand on the enemy, however the enemy troops fight bravely and are holding off the main Tellirian force in many various areas. The Tellirians are starting to slow down on the attacks, but this seems like a delibrate order since it happens everywhere except in the governement areas.

Squeak squeak
Grumble
squeak
(Cursing)
squa-CRUNCH
"RUN FOR IT!" A building near the presidential residance suddenly sprouted Goblins.
A few seconds went by.
BOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!!
A few of the slower Goblins were caught by the explosion, but most made it out.

Down the street one of the Abrahms tanks acting as a command post was leveling a residential area, making high speed passess on the houses while Goblins wearing miniature flamethrowers happily torched whatever moved, and a few thingts that didnt.

OOC:
Goblin Factoid for the day:
Most Goblins beleive they invented the rock, the best weapon ever.

OOC: ok, sorry again, I'm getting really pissed off with my total inability to access this forum from anywhere...

IC:

Gunter XIV wasnt overly concerned. Enemy troops were in the capital, but they were paying for their advance, and he had yet to unleash his counter attack. Amidst pieces of dismembered goblin, important information had come to his attention as to Goblin numbers and position - the urban combat divisions were prepared and several charges had been placed over their entry routes. He watched the rabble of pathetic humanoids outside destroying irrelevant civilian targets and recruiting more fanatics for his cause with each home destroyed. But this had gone on long enough; a victory was needed to maintain morale. Turning to his aide, he grinned in anticipation.

"Switch on the external cameras. I wish to see this." A picture faded into focus of the scene outside. "Now, activate the minigun positions. And add some artillery whilst your at it. I dont suppose any of the fighters are back from the air battle? Ah well, the show must go on," he sighed, as a dozen independant automated minigun turrets unfolded at opened up on the goblin horde. The sound of screems was soon joined by a different kind of scream...the scream of shells with a target zone...

"GET DOWN!"

The shells had been landing near or on Tellirian troop positions for at least an hour now. The stalled advance was taking its toll.

"Sir!" said a tired man "The mainforce has advanced in, they are clearing a path to the main building! Our rear forces are pressing hin as hard as they can as well. Tellirian Cruise Missles have begun to punish the enemy power supply as well."

As if to prove the point made by the young soldier, a cruise missle slammed into a powerstation, raising the morale of the Tellirian soldiers.

"The APCs and Tanks should be able to slice through them with no problems. Perhaps this will go over better than expected."

Meanwhile 5,000 F-22s are leaving Telliria to engage the enemy airforce, which defeated the Tellirian airforce after many hours.

Knowledge reaches you of an alliance formed between Woah Now, Kurlej, and Telliria. The alliance is specifically for imperialism, and it seems as if the Empress will be calling up the allies. She might even bring in more troops.

As the guns appeared, a large number of Goblins vanished. About two hundred citywide were too slow and became nugget shaped.
A few managed to duck in and destroy the guns near themselves.
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The Tellirian position:
A manhole rattled, then another.
Suddenly about twently Goblins manifested themselves in the middle of the formation. With a screech the leader jumped toward the nearest trooper, bearing him down and preparing to stab him with a stone knife.
He stopped.
"Oh, 'is you guys."
He put the knife away, then offered his hand.
"Ise Dagdug, Sarg-e-ant at erms for da Goblin Army, yous take me ta your leader, oky?"
Fourtunatly as it turned out nobody else had been killed our seriously wounded, a few minor bruises and cuts were distrubuted evenly through both forces/

With the perimeter temporarily clear of enemy forces thanks to the miniguns, Gunter took advantage of the situation to dispatch kill teams. Aware that he was still outnumbered, he decided not to commit to a full pitched battle.

Jorak Svenson led his team of 8 through a backalley off the main plaza. There was a furtive scampering towards one of the doorways, but a blaze of assault rifle fire lit up the stranded goblin. Pests, he thought. That was the 45th they'd come across that day - but the loss of 2 of his team in return was still a numerical victory for the greenskinned mob of them.

"Redford, charges on that building. Keep an eye on the Heartbeat, I want a sniper overlooking Thesian Place before the next enemy scout party arrives. Holmann, cover him."

"Sir, we've got life signs at 40ft and closing round the next corner. Too strong to be goblin - Tellerian advance troops?"

"Whoever it is, leave a proxy in the street, open up with the M1 when they round the corner then disengage. Remembe, this is a war of attrition, so i want no more casualties in my squad. Got that? take positions"

Holmann found a suitable window and positioned his gun. Redford crouched briefly at the corner of the alley then darted after the rest of the squad as they moved away from the position, while Svenson took a sniper to observe from the first story of an inconspicuous abandoned residence.

The first of the scout party looked cautiously round the corner - and was caught by a spray of bullets from Holmann, who then grabbed his gun and ducked away through the ruined buildings. A second scout extended a mirror and, seeing the retreating form, signalled to his squad to attack. As they darted round the corner, the five infiltrators heard a quiet click before being consumed by the mine's brilliant explosion. The lead scout lay wounded on the ground, trying desperately to radio for support and a medic. Svenson nodded, and a sniper bullet passed through his skull.

He turned to his comms man. "Report in: 0371 Svenson reports Vagrant's Alley cleared of scouts, demos in place, advancing to cover Thesian Place. Squad at 80%. Out."

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"Its no good sir, we'll have to call for an air strike, or at least a bombardment to level this area of the city!" shouted Lieutenant Halmann over the scream of the shells. The colonel in command of the sector replied "You're right, Holmann. Soldier! Take this message to the air marshal, we need these areas levelled at once!"

That night, a wing of twenty B2-A Spirit Bombers took off and flew towards the city. It was easy to see, the whole place was lit up like a lamp, explosions going off sporadically here and there. They flew closer, and suddenly there was fire all around them, and two of the bombers were down immeadiately. Artillery on the ground had somehow picked even these bombers up, and were taking them down extremely quickly.

Seven aircraft remained, and Flight-Sergeant Moscroft spotted the intended target, surrounded by anti-aircraft guns, and obviously blowing great holes in the Vivalutsk line. This was going to be difficult...

No warning lights came on. No sirens, no rush of guards. In fact, there was nothing to suggest the presence of the small figures but the fact that later that night, Gunter XIV was found dead in his bed, his face cut to pieces so only the dental records could prove who he had been.

Their figurehead gone, the people of Daviestan were on the brink of collapse. It a moment morale had gone from a mood of nationalistic zeal to one of confusion and helplessness. Tellerian Forces advanced once more unopposed, here and there a handful killed by a mine or a tank crushed by a falling building, but they soon learnt to disarm the traps before their main force arrived.

Just as all seemed over, though, the speaker systems on the presidential fortress crackled to life once more.

"People of Daviestan, you have lost your leader. The dictator is dead - slain by unknown hands. But this is joyous news! For it heralds the return to the old way, the benevolent and wise rule of Aelwulf Karlson has returned; already he is approaching the capital with the united army of Daviestanian exiles supported by Vivalutsk's Imperial Guard. United once more, Daviestan shall drive the foreigners from our hallowed lands! Now, at last, their judgement is upon them. This is High Inquistor Cynwulf, Supreme Commander of the Forces of the Order and Counciller of the Restoration bidding all true members of Daviestan rise up and be free!"

"Oh you have got to kidding me!"

"No sir."

"DO THESE PEOPLE NEVER DIE!!!!!"

"Obviously not. Sir there is someone here to see you."

The soldier moves out of the way to show a group of goblins, the Commander smiled.

"I suppose you want the leader. He's in a diffrent location, but I'm second in command. What do you need?"


The Tellirian fighters ripped through the enemy fighters, pressing hard.

"GO GO GO GET TO THOSE BOMBERS!!!!"


A small, obviously very elite group dodges throw the group at insane speeds. They race through the crowd to catch at those bombers.

"They're gonna drop!!!"

"FIRE!"

Missles swerve out, catching 4 of the 7. However its not enough to stop the other 3....

Tellirian cruise missles continue to pound the city in various areas not near Tellirian troops. Tellirian troops, keeping careful track of their movements, swiftly try to surrond the city.

"Hmmm, Civil war in daviestan? Why was I not informed?"
"You were in a mental asylum until yesterday, your highness."
"Oh yes. Anyway we cannot sit here doing nothing. How many royal fighting weasels have we in our army?"
"About one hundred million - we've been training them for quite some time"
"Send half to Daviestan!"
"On which side?"
"Errrrm, noones. Just let them fight anyone they want. Okay?"
"Err... Yes sir"

"Hmmm, Civil war in daviestan? Why was I not informed?"
"You were in a mental asylum until yesterday, your highness."
"Oh yes. Anyway we cannot sit here doing nothing. How many royal fighting weasels have we in our army?"
"About one hundred million - we've been training them for quite some time"
"Send half to Daviestan!"
"On which side?"
"Errrrm, noones. Just let them fight anyone they want. Okay?"
"Err... Yes sir"

Hmm...looks at ignore cannon button. Is going in to push it before he stops and looks at the other.

"What do you think guys? No way he can have 100 milloin soldiers and is just 4 months old."

Rex_Syagru1s, general to Imperator_Invictus, and feifholder in the EMpire of the Iron Fist (Imperium Ferratus Pugnus) leads the Imperial army in to battle.

Ten million men were armed and ready for battle, 2 million from each of the five principal states, and none whatsoever from the Pious Atheists (possibly some civil war to teach those guys a lesson...). Armed with rifles custom made in the generals feifdom the army is an infantry force and no more, no armor, no planes, and only a few SAM's.

But nevertheless they are given the order by the psychotic emeperor to advance to the aid of the Saxon faction. The emperor and his generals, themselves true WASPs refused to see the saxons under represented in the coming peace process. Given only power to move in and defend the Saxon territory for now the army still remains vigilant and is ready to press into the industrial heartland to kill those commie bastards.

"Hammer of the proletariat? F*CK that! Hammer the proletariat!"

"Err, wese here to...er..." The Goblin pulls out a notecard "Co-ordin-er-ate our e-forts to cap-tur da city for da...forget it." The threw the card away "Joo guys need help? We got lotsa Goblins just 'bout everywhere in dere, we shut off power soon, den we come help joo guys. M'kay? If youse gotta radio 'r sometin you tell jur...co-mand-ing off-icar dats what we doin, m'kay? And stay clear'a da eelectrecle soob-statins."
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Random electrical sub-station, downtown whatever
"Whats dis?"
"Dunno, smash it."
CRASH! Tinkle tinkle
"Oohhhh, dats fun, less try it again!"
CRASH! CRASH! Tinkle tinkle tinkle
Suddenly half of the cities power dies
"YAY!"
CRASH!
"Ohhh, shiney button!"
Click
BZZZZZZTTTTT
"Ow."
"Wassat?"
"Dunno, I press it again."
BZZZZZZTTTTTT
"ow."
"Its da discharge switch, stoopud fool."
"Es fun, I doit again."
BZZZZZZTTTTTT
"ow."
"You say it fun, but den you go 'ow', wassur problem?"
"Dunno, es still fun. You wanna try?"
"Nah, we gotta blow dis 'ere tingy up, 'member?"
"Ohhhhhh yah, joo bring da bombs?"
"Yah, wese got all kindsa bombs, this 'ere 'sa hunerd pound keg'o powder, we stack stuff 'round dis, light it an run."
"OKie, you got da oder bombs?"
"Yah, days outside, you go get dem."
"Fine, you set us up da bomb."
Some rummaging, clicking, an occasional bruised toe later.
"Okie, light it."
Click. Fssstt.
"RUN!!!!!"
A few buildings break out in green spots.
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BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

A small mushroom cloud blosomes above part of the city, and suddenly it begins raining resistors, capacitors and other things ending in 'or'.
A few more explosions from other power stations around the city, then thigns go a bit more quiet for a while.
Two Goblins run down the street holding a minigun from one of the autoturrets, one holds the end and fires while the other aims. They manage to take apart a number of perfectly innocent stopsigns.

OOC: NO! Not the Stopsigns!! Curse you, we will be forced to surrender for sure now :wink:

Yebernia's sending weasels, not men, so he can have as many as he likes and they'll do absolutely nothing (in all likelihood). Besides' his leader's mad so it probably wont happen...

IC: Edith Halfleda opened a communications channel. "This is Edith Halfleda of the Saxon Traditionalist movement hailing the Rex_Syagru1s General. Please send an emissary to exile mobile operations centre so we can discuss the situation throroughly and finalise your position in this. We are grateful for your support, and the Bretwalda will meet with you in person. Halfleda out."

Meanwhile, Cynwulf was desperatley trying to organise the mess he'd been landed in command of, with Aelfulf Karlson bringing to attention yet more problems.

"Virtually all of the city is blacked out. We must find a way to deal with the Goblin incursions, before they find a way to disable the military reserve generators. Even so, two main radars are down and the enemy have breached a blacked-out firebase just west of Ealdor Way. What are you planning on doing about that? We cannot afford to give them a postition so near the secondary armament depot!"

"We've got the latest conscript regiment to arrive holed up in there currently, and the rate the nation is rallying to our cause we can have another half there by tomorrow. Compulsory military training finally paid off, eh? As for the goblins, we've got kill-teams going after them, but with the Tellerians above ground we have most urban combat squads engaged in stalling their advance until our army arrives. Now about those cruise missiles..."

"You can stop them?"

"No. But we can respond in kind. Send an ultimatum to Telleria. Tell them if they continue to use their intercontinentla weapons, we shall respond with the total obliteration of civilian and military targets throughout their country. With any luck, our allies shall do the same, and trhey shall be shown the danger of messing with a Prussian."

"But, civilians? That's monsterous..."

"This is no time to play nice."

OOC: How do you do quotes, i hate to sound stupid but i cant figure it out

IC: The helicopter flies in low and comes to a stop at the coordinates given as the present position of the mobile operatios center. The generals personal and trusted aide stepped from the helicopter.

"Who are you?"

"The ambassador from the Empire of the Iron fist, Im expected"

"Come this way please"

MEANWHILE: In the bio-engineering wing of the Imperial College:

The first of possible millions of men to come steps out of the expiremental bio genetic cloning chamber

He is given a uniform and plugged into a computer, soon he will be sent to basic training. His performance in all things will be tested. He will be gassed without a mask, shot, and generally badly treated.

The scientists expect the most from him, after all you cant gas someone who doesnt breathe...

Night jumps are amongst the dangerous jumps of all. HALO jumps are not much easier. Nevertheless 12 men, all of them experts in their jobs, and all of them mercenaries, use the dead of night to jump on a field close to the Davidistanian capital. Even though all 12 men are expert parachutists, and all of them have the experience of more than 1,000 jumps one man dies. The others take all his equipment and burry him. Then the begin to march towards the capital. Always in groups or thee man. (well one group has only two left) They try to reach the City before dawn, to begin with their mission.

OOC: I know, without proper traffic control in this time of war your race will falter! AHAHAHHHAHAHA!
*blows up stop signs with pipe bombs and dances*

IC:
ring ring
ring ring
"Hello, this is the Davistani Presidential phone line, how may I direct your call?"
There was some giggling on the other end of the line, then...
"All jur base are belong to us! HAHAHAHHAHA!"
click!
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In the Davistani sewers:
Sergeant Hackeye hit his corporal, the fool was being too loud. There were times for making farting noises, but this was not one of them.
The Davistani killing squad was almost on them, and the Goblin team was ready.
Five more feet...
NOW!
"YYYAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" seven Goblins leaped out, there were a number of soft, organic sounds, then a steady dripping.
A few minutes later another team came along, and found the first team, hanging upside down with no faces.
They did not have long to reflect on this because a goblin with a powder keg had stayed behind.
Oddly enough, no rats were killed this time. The last few rats had fled the city on hearing that the Goblins were running out of rations.

OOC: Fear not, Daviestan! I will come to your aid, bringing Goblin-poking sticks and stop signs! Order shall be returned!

IC: Reichskristall Malign had just gotten inside his house when the doorbell rang.

"Dammit, first I have to actually make a deal with that Shado git, now I have to answer my own door?! What's the world coming to? The leader of a Nation has to open his own damned door?!"

This ranting went on until eventually he opened said door, and saw his second-in-command.

"Ah, sir, there seems to be trouble in Daviestan, something to do with a civil war."

"...Civil War?"

"Yes, sir."

"Gather the men. Sharpen the swords. Today we dance with death."

"And goblins, sir."

"You've gotta be kidding."

OOC: Tag, I will help out later, Daviestan, but I've got quite a bit on my plate at the moment. Save a space for me though!

And Holocausta? I resent that remark ("that Shado git"), I'm just too cool to have to fight you! 8)

"My Empress, I bring troubling news."

"Yes yes what is it?"

"The Davistan people threaten to blow our people and military to who-knows-where if we don't surrender or back our..ect."

"HAHAHAHA! Arm the Anti-Missle defense systems, but Agies Cruisers up and down this coast. And get me Woah Now and the rest of hte people in the region. THey want total war they are going to get it!!!"

"Your not suggesting...nuclear weapons are you..?"

"No you genocidal maniac! We will simply fire every cruise missle not on a ship right now on all the cities of Daviestan..excluding that saxon territory, don't wanna mess with that."

"Yes my lady! It is my suggestion we send in more troops, and send supplies to the goblin army."

"Of course. Send 15 tons of food to the goblins, send 700 F-22s and 1000 F-16s for escorts. Send all the other various supplies plus I want 15 million troops ready to move from Planith state and Telliria in 3 weeks."

"Three weeks?!Y-yes my lady, we will hurry."

Sirens blare al over Telliria and Planith as troops gather their supplies and run for their stations. Engery snaps to life in the anti-missle defense stations, and ships move into position to destroy anthing that gets near them.



The commander nodded at the goblin and then told the lead officer via radio. He turned back to the goblin.

"Your country an dmen will be repaid for your services to Telliria."

He gave a quick bow before once again returning to his duties.

ooc: Sorry for my absence lets see if I can still do this.


As the troops and tanks advance to the capital they met a number of enemy forces from all kinds of nations, mostly militia like but sometimes we are still taking heave casualties.

When we reached the capital we immidiatley dug in and are now sending an additional 250,000 troops to land on the left side of the capital. Fifteen thousand bombers will be raiding the left side of the capital.


Rodriquezland Casualties
555 Troops
55 Planes

i r invading with y rmy ad i will kill u all!!!

The Gigantic speakers aroun the country of Daviestan crackled into life,

"This is the Field Marshal Maximilien Von Straushemer, of the Grand Imperial Conglomerate of Vivalutsk. We would advise all foreign invaders previously invited here by warring factions to disperse at once. Our armies, standing at present at 35 million fully equipped troops, along with enough artillery and aircraft to blow you of the face of Daviestan, are poised on the brink of cleansing the entire nation and all those nations who choose to remain. The people of Daviestan and the new Daviestanian Army are with us, and together we create a force larger than any you can field. You need not surrender, but you must leave the nation in 24 hours. That is all."

Field Marshal Straushemer thought for a while, and then pessed a button nearby. The Tannoys above the speakers lit up with a large emblem :tantrum: . Then he sent for an aide, and a few moments later the aide left for the army.

After the first few hours, the gigantic combined forces met up with Holocaustan troop, and joined together - in the remains of the Tellirian headquarters.

Your majesty, Karakiemos will do all in its power to aid your troops in this deadly battle. On their way are the most troops and supplies that we can muster at the moment, but within a few days more will be arriving."
~ President John Bourdeau

150 Karakiemos cargo ships begin their long journy to Daviestan, guarded by 75 Light Cruisers. On these cargo ships are 750 Armored Ambulances with crew; enough medical supplies to aid 7,500 men; and 1,500 elite infantry to guard and cover the medical supplies.

Once these resources reach Daviestan, they will be under the control of Telliria.

"The enemy is threating to bring in a combined force of 35 million. Karakiemos has joined our war effort."

"Excellent, and buff up the amount of troops to 35 million, get 25 million from Planith."

"Yes my lady. They will be there in 5 weeks."

"Excellent. Tell the soldiers to hold out."

"Yes my lady, also, our 6,000,000 troop ally is acting now. We now have over 12,000,000 attacking."

"Excellent."

Telegram to Tellirian Emperess.
The Half-Moon Goblin kingdom would like to send delegates to initiate overall strategic and tactical cooperation. This would greatly increase the effeciency of our combined forces, and enable swift capture of the cities.
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Half-Moon has sent in reinforcements totaling 12,000 goblins of variouse proffessions and equipment.

Telegram to Tellirian Emperess.
The Half-Moon Goblin kingdom would like to send delegates to initiate overall strategic and tactical cooperation. This would greatly increase the effeciency of our combined forces, and enable swift capture of the cities.
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Half-Moon has sent in reinforcements totaling 12,000 goblins of variouse proffessions and equipment.

Permission granted. However all our Generals and our Empress is busy. We can send you the Lt.Generals, and some 3 of the Generals right hand men, almost generals in their own right.

We will meet Thryland, a small town not far from the captial. After we have finished, we will show you the Marble City. The city is completely made out of marble, white marble to be exact. It is built so that when the sun rises, it catches the rays just right, creating one of the most beautiful man-made sites in the world. It is also the most heavily defended place in Telliria.

If you open an ariport we will send additional troops to support the true governement.

In the capital of Kurlej
"Mr. Thompson, Telliria has invaded Daviestan. What should we do?"
"Well we did agree to that pact with him and Woah Now, so send a message to the Empress of Telliria telling her we are willing to help out."
"Yes sir!"
"And Jefferson..."
"Yes sir?"
"Get me some coffee."
"Decaf or regular?"
"Regular, I'll be up for a while."
"Yes sir!"

Jefferson walked up to the President's radio room, he began going over his plan to help out the Saxon Traditionalists by giving them the plans of this invasion. But that will come at a later time.

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Empress of Telliria~
President Thompson of Kurlej wishes to help out with the invasion. He is willing to do anything. Once you have received this message please send him the plans of the newest operations.
~President Thompson's Aid, Jefferson
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The engineers had been working at it all week but it was finally complete - a square mile of concrete landing ground had been prepared just outside the second largest city to act as a makeshift airport. It was on the coast as well, which gave an excellent command over that area of the sea, and so a harbour had also been set up to supply the great armies now moving east. Already many ships and carriers had landed artillery, troops, tanks and equipment to the base, and also several hundred wings of fighters.

Those damn Tellirians and their allies had to be stopped somehow, but even with the new aircraft, they were no match for the Tellirian airforce.

Their artilery however was some of the best in the world, and the gunners were some of the best trained, so even if they couldn't win a dogfight, they could still shoot the enemy down with pinpoint precision.

*Message to the leader of the Mercenary Army* A landing area has been secured. Land your men and join the front line as soon as possible, and bring as many supplies as you can lay your hands on - it looks like it's going to be a long haul.

*Speaker Stands Up*

Today Rodriquezland will prepare sixty five million ground troops, they will mostly be dropped into combat. There will be over 100,000 planes involved in this drop. This will be the biggest troop movement rodriquezland has ever made.

Rodriquezland

Reply to Kurlej:

The current situation demands more troops. Rodrequizland, Half-Moon Goblins, and Karakiemos are all in this battle. We have full control over Karkiemos troops.

The capital is the current target, with over 12,000,000 trooops assaulting it. They are meeting heavy resistance from the Conscript Armies. This however is not a major problem. We need troops to attack the enemy at the second largest city. As soon as the capital is taken we will send troops to aid you.

****END TRANSMITION****

Tellirian jets prepared to intercept the Merc. troops, staying far enough away from enemy gun implacements, but close enough to give the enemy hell.

Outside the city Vivalutsk is in (No name?)
"Okay, here be da plan." A Goblin captain spread a piece of paper out, "Joo and jur team 'r gonna go here, den you start blowing stuff up, whatever joo find, whoever, just try ta get da most attention joo can. Den joo, jur team is gonna burrow under dat big concrete thingy, leave some boomers and get out. Once dis is done we blow da place sky high. Questions?"
Nobody raised their hand.
"Right den, lessgo."
The two teams split and began to head toward seperate entrances to the city. The hidden command post up on the hill sat and watched.
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Telegram to Telleria:
Agreed, transport has been arranged for War Cheif Liklik and his staff.
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In the Davistani Capitol (whatever its name is)
"All da power lines'r cut sir, but da mil'try thingies still got power. Dey don connect outsida demselves."
"Well, joo go figur out what makes dem go, oderwise we gotta war ta fight. Once joo do you got full access to da supplies, 'f we shutoff dere power dey cant fight near as well."
"Yessir."
"Use da mini remoty ting, it'll help I tink."

A short while later a small helicopter (about a foot long and wide, and half an inch high took off, cirlced briefly, hit the remains of a stopsign and began to orbit the city.

OOC: oh sorry, the name of the capital is Simpelton

IC: The 9th Simpeltonian infiltration unit slipped quietly through the sewers. The reported goblin saboteur squad was obviously close; the number of coughs of silenced weapons fire was growing, and more and more goblin corpses lay still, throats slit or a cluster of bullets in their backs, in the wake of the advance party. As Yaleck rounded the corner of a rusted pump station, he caught sight of a couple of squabbling goblins, one of them carrying a large keg. dropping to a crouch, he levelled the blackened gun barrel at the keg and double-tapped...


On the surface 2 miles west, the 58th conscript was engaged in storming the Luftwin International airport. Runways 1 through 3 were clear, but the enemy had regrouped around the 4th and were firing from the control tower and hangers. The attempted blitz had almost breached the maion hanger, but had cost 400 troops and the assault team had been driven back out within 10 minutes. Things were looking up though; Daviestan High Command had sent a unit of Paladins.

Pld. Jareth led his squad behind cover of a partly collapsed storage bay. Ahead lay the barricaded entrance to the control tower, riddled with the scores of ineffective bullets. No, the gun was not the weapon for this he thought, pulling out a strange object that seemed half way between a flask and a throwing knife. Signalling for covering fire, he sprinted to within 10 meters of the door as Ethling opened up on the garrisoned control room with his minigun and hurled the object at the thick, oak planks supporting the structure. it struck, blade first in the central crossbar, and exploded in a gout of searing flame that tore through the hastily erected bloackade an, to judge by the screams and struggling that followed, the defenders too. The squad advanced rapidly, blasted through the rest of the blockade and cleansed the wounded with a swift blast from the flamethrower. They had entered the building.


As news of all all the various battles whirled in a deluge of data round the mobile ops centre, Cynwulf left his command tent to meet the Iron Empire delegation.

"We are grateful for your offer of help at this time. As you can see, Telleria and her allies seem bent on this senseless war of aggression however costly it may prove to them. We have 35 million allies marching to join us, and are scraping together more and more men every day ourselves, but Telleria is summoning re-enforcements too. We need are liberating an airport to allow our mercenary troops to land, but need you to try and intercept all incoming troops so we can annihilate those in the capital at the moment. They are coming in by sea and air, but you will find the people have risen in many outer regions that were marched through, as they concentrated solely on the capital. Once we have won, oyu will be generously refunded for your help, have no doubt; now, let's to war!"

OOC: oh sorry, the name of the capital is Simpelton

IC: The 9th Simpeltonian infiltration unit slipped quietly through the sewers. The reported goblin saboteur squad was obviously close; the number of coughs of silenced weapons fire was growing, and more and more goblin corpses lay still, throats slit or a cluster of bullets in their backs, in the wake of the advance party. As Yaleck rounded the corner of a rusted pump station, he caught sight of a couple of squabbling goblins, one of them carrying a large keg. dropping to a crouch, he levelled the blackened gun barrel at the keg and double-tapped...


On the surface 2 miles west, the 58th conscript was engaged in storming the Luftwin International airport. Runways 1 through 3 were clear, but the enemy had regrouped around the 4th and were firing from the control tower and hangers. The attempted blitz had almost breached the maion hanger, but had cost 400 troops and the assault team had been driven back out within 10 minutes. Things were looking up though; Daviestan High Command had sent a unit of Paladins.

Pld. Jareth led his squad behind cover of a partly collapsed storage bay. Ahead lay the barricaded entrance to the control tower, riddled with the scores of ineffective bullets. No, the gun was not the weapon for this he thought, pulling out a strange object that seemed half way between a flask and a throwing knife. Signalling for covering fire, he sprinted to within 10 meters of the door as Ethling opened up on the garrisoned control room with his minigun and hurled the object at the thick, oak planks supporting the structure. it struck, blade first in the central crossbar, and exploded in a gout of searing flame that tore through the hastily erected bloackade an, to judge by the screams and struggling that followed, the defenders too. The squad advanced rapidly, blasted through the rest of the blockade and cleansed the wounded with a swift blast from the flamethrower. They had entered the building.


As news of all all the various battles whirled in a deluge of data round the mobile ops centre, Cynwulf left his command tent to meet the Iron Empire delegation.

"We are grateful for your offer of help at this time. As you can see, Telleria and her allies seem bent on this senseless war of aggression however costly it may prove to them. We have 35 million allies marching to join us, and are scraping together more and more men every day ourselves, but Telleria is summoning re-enforcements too. We need are liberating an airport to allow our mercenary troops to land, but need you to try and intercept all incoming troops so we can annihilate those in the capital at the moment. They are coming in by sea and air, but you will find the people have risen in many outer regions that were marched through, as they concentrated solely on the capital. Once we have won, oyu will be generously refunded for your help, have no doubt; now, let's to war!"

At the capital once again.
"Mr. Thompson, we've received a message from Telliria, concerning the current situation."
"Give me that."
"Yes sir."
"Let's see, The current situation demands more troops. *mumbles*, The capital is the current target, with over 12,000,000 troops assaulting it. They are *mumbles some more.* Jefferson prepare my Private Radio Room."
"Why, sir?"
"I'm going to put my old spamming and hacking days to use. I'm send a diplomatic message to them with my own virus, the Thompson Special, which should slow down any communication that involves technology. Then we will send in some fighters and bombers to harass their transport ship and vehicles. We will also send in some submarines to destroy transport ships. Then we will allow some heavy bombers to come in and bomb some bases before the virus wares down. And we will attack their radio stations and satellites."
"Mr. Thompson, are not you going to hold a massive assault? And how will you attack their satellites? And what with they don't have any?"
"No, I am not willing to allow Kurlein lives to be lost, also try to keep civilian losses to an absolute minimum. I will not attack their satellites only the areas that receive them."
"Are you going to inform the public?"
"No...well not now at least. The public already know of the pact and we had very few protests. The public knows the risks of the pact."
"I'll go prepare the radio room now."
"Thank you Jefferson."
As Jefferson began to go to the radio room, he began thinking. **I can't believe it, he must've known of this war before I did, so he made a plan. I'm going to inform the Saxon Traditionalists of this plan, but I won't have enough time.**
"Jefferson, is it ready?"
"Yes it is sir."
President Thompson cracks his knuckles and began to create the code for the virus. After 2 hours of work he was able to create 2.

[code:1:83c9a09841]****Establishing secure data link to:Daviestan****
***Transmitting***
***Receiving***
**Uploading Satellite Control Authentication codes, Please Wait.***
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
*Upload is completed.*
*****WRITING MESSAGE*****
~Whoever is in charge of Daviestan
This message is to discuss the end to this war diplomatically. I know you do not want to lose lives as much as I. If you are prepared to surrender 3/4 of your country to the Tellirian Coalition I will donate my entire share to you (-1X1 mile square for a summer home). I am will to change this treaty if you do not agree to it.
~President Jake Thompson
*****ENDING MESSAGE.....NOW*****
****MESSAGE SENT****
**Transferring KCAC (Kurlej Control Authentication Codes) to secure data server in DAVIESTAN**
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
***DATA TRANSFER COMPLETE***
[*]3/4 CONTROL BELONGS TO KURLEJ[*]
[:]1/4 BELONGS TO DAVIESTAN[:][/code:1:83c9a09841]

[code:1:83c9a09841]**SECRET ATTACHMENT TO KCAC** Transferring virus data to Daviestan UP LINK_*

*SECURING VIRUS INFO_*
*ELIMINATING VIRUS TRACES_*
25% DONE_
57% DONE_
84% DONE_
DONE_
*ALL TRACES ELIMINATED_*[/code:1:83c9a09841]

The Tellirians were surprised at the inginuity and determination of the enemy. However they knew they had the advantage, and to falter would mean death and dishonor.

Tellirinans pushed hard, going in on small groups and being very cautious, not making the same mistakes as their past allies. Surprisingly enough, the troops were moving to the outside. The spearheads were led by armor, and it was obvious they were going to surround the city, effectively cutting off supplies and troops. Still the frontline troops showed no fear of death as they held the ground as the troops tried to encircle the tattered city. Tossing generades, and firing mortars and anti-tank weapons with little thought into the hidden enemy. It was obvious they weren't moving.

Meanwhile a large amount of bombers have begun activity. They load up with Napalm, and it seems apparent that they will bomb cities soon enough.

"Jefferson, did the message make contact yet?"
"Fraid not sir."
"We have to support our allies. Jefferson contact General Thomas, tell him too prepare a bombing raid. Contact Telliria and the other allied nations and tell them to fallback at 4:00 A.M, that way there will be few friendly-fire incidents."
"Sir, I'm afraid not. See I'm with the Saxon Traditionalists, and you should too. Call back your forces or I'll kill you."
Jefferson cocks his pistol.
"I'm afraid I won't."
At the same time both Jefferson and Mr. Thompson shoot each other.
Jefferson hit Thompson on his hand while he shoots Jefferson close to the lungs.
"General Thomas, launch that raid as soon as possible. If you can..launch it now."
"Roger that."

Of course, Davistan left out the number of dead Davistanis in the sewer.
Goblins were taking men with them. And in and amoung the dead ones lay Davistani troops with similarly cut throats, stab wounds, burns and buckshot holes.
The advancing party might not be aware, but Goblins did not have battlelines. Behind them just as many Goblins as in front waited until they left, then began to treck back to the concrete pad.
The two Goblins suddenly stopped argueing as two lound THUNKS echoed through the sewers, then vanished to who knows where, the keg rocked in a circle, then fell over, spilling C4 bricks into the murky water.
(OOC: Think about it for a second, fire. In a sewer. Full of METHANE pockets. Anyway, the whole thing would collapse under the strain and the field would be useless :P)
Suddenly three Goblins burst from points unkown, two with AK-47s and one with a rather wicked looking sword, all of them charged, spraying the cavernos place with 7.62 rounds.
The Goblin with the sword made it through, hurling himself at Yaleck and screaming, he brought his sword down...
---
The Luftwin Int. Airport.
The tank commander grunted to himself, this would work.
He hoped.
His former Panzer II, a relic from about sixtey years ago, was ready. The tank had been quite fast in its day, then the Goblins had found it and made it faster.
Now some in-field modifications had it up to about seventy miles an hour.
In the hanger many other similarly modified tanks lurked, with their experimental cargo, ready to go.
"MOVE OUT!" The commander screamed. A wave of his hand signaled the tanks to move.
Suddenly the hanger was filled with revving engines as the entire group moved at once, a blast of the 20mm cannons removed the doors as the tanks dispersed through the field, seeking groups of enemies to annihilate.
---
Simpelton
The three goblins slipped through the outer fence of a residential home, moveing swiftly and silently through the neighborhood, occasionaly stopping to kill something, sometimes rigging something else to explode in some time.
Eventualy they spotted what they were looking for.
Generators.
They stopped on a low hill, covered with bushes, and began to assemble something.
A few minutes later a 15.2mm sniper rifle took shape, beside it several rounds of armour-piercing explosive ammo sat.
The Goblin by the bolt slapped a round it, the second aimed and a third tightened his finger on the trigger. The specifications were quite clear, and he was aiming right for the oil tanks.

"Withdraw?"

"Affirmative!"

"Such a shame..most of the city ours..give the order and inform the goblins."

"Yes sir!"

Within a matter of hours the Tellirian forces withdraw from the city. The sounds of celebration reign in the city, however it would be short lived...

The Tellirian troops surrond the city from the outside, waiting.

"Plan a raid against the capital..no problem, we can launch now!"

Together with Kurlej 700 B-2s with 400 F-22 escorts head out to bomb the capital. The Tellirian forces carry Napalm.

Meanwhile almost all the bombers launch. With them most of the fighters go. The amount of bombers/fighters is as follows:

City Pop Bombers/Fighters
10,000 75/40
15,000 150/70
25,000 300/150
50,000 450/200
100,000 600/300
500,000+ 900/500

All bombers carry Napalm, and the majority are B-2 with some B-52s. The Fighters are mostly F-22s, but a small percentage is F-16.

"Mr. Thompson most allied forces left the area. 4 B-52 bombers are on route. 2 filled with napalm and 2 filled with cluster bombs. Once those bombers hit another wave will carry on. From here to now we should be able to carry out 6 with no problem and possibly more. And every 4 waves I'll send in 20 B-2's, and then some fighters to destroy AA resistantice. And if needed we can deploy far more."

"Get those planes to the coast and no farther. I'll give Daviestan 1 more (RL) hour to respond to the message untill then continue harassments."

"Yes sir! And Thompson, you're sure your arm is okay?"

"Don't worry about me. My country and allies are more important. Thank you anyway, General Thomas."

"Oh, Mr. Thompson here are the current LCD posted military actions."

"Thank you once agai *cough*"

OOC:
Assume this is a post pulling Goblins out of areas about to be pulverised.

The unconquerable emperor of the empire of the iron fist stepped down from the helicopter. He was sorrounded by 250 of his elite genetically engineered cyborgs (who dont actually breathe as has been earlier mentioned). Following along behind his helicopter, a few days back, came 5 million more men, reinforcements from the homeland, ready for battle in the name of imperialist aggression. The 'emperor stepped up to the monumental reviewig stand and podium.

"HAIL", 100,000 men broke out simultaneously.

Seconds later a band broke out and the parade started. To the watching Saxon civilians it was reminiscent of communist parades, and the propaganda movies that hitler had mad, as a matter of fact it was scarily similar to "Das Willen".

The emperor finished off the parade with a speech, much of which was nationalist propaganda. And then to everyones surprise he declared that the best interests of lhis empire, and coincedentally those of the saxons lay with the existing government, and as such he pledged his 15 million men to the defense of daviestan, making the total defensive force of daviestan 50 million men.

Later thait same day:

"Hail general syagru1s (too much everquest)"

"Hail you majesty, but if you would allow me to speak..."

"Yes?"

"I was surprised that you declared for daviestan, do not our interests lie with the other side in the conflict? Imperialism is afterall our avowed aim."

"Indeed our interests may lie with the other side, but they are not giving out cash compensation to those who fight on their side. And anyway, once Daviestan wins the war they wiill be in no position to refuse our polite request and offer to take the administration of Saxony (NAME?) into our hands for a few years..."

"A few years, would of course becaome a few decades, and so on"

"Exactly, but thats not to say that Im not open to re-evaluating where the interests of the native saxons really lie, and coincedentally where ours lie...."

Earlier that evening the commander of the radio jamming unit therabouts had been ordered to shut his equipment down, a very important broadcast had to get through.

Once the conversation ended a van drove off, quickly into the night. It was full of very expensive listening devices. Inside:

"This is condor to command, I repeat this is condor to command."

"This is coalition command in, what have you got for us?"

The Vivalutskian Field Marshal sat in his tent and considered the situation. Why the hell would this damn coalition not get the picture that they were not wanted in Daviestan, they never were and that the overall death toll on both sides was catastrophic. There was no helping it - "Major!"

"Sir?"

"Send for the T-199s, y'know, those unmanned craft. I want 120 wings positioned to destroy the Tellirian command posts, and I want the capital Simpelton to have no living creatures, greenskinned, pinkskinned or otherwise to be left in there. I want you to use that latest form of mustard gas on them."

"Sir, I must protest! There are many allied Daviestanians still in Simpelton!"

"Major, have you not heard of this gas before? I thought as much. Let me explain. The gas itself will kill no-one, it will merely paralyse their nervous system for 12 hours, rendering them almost useless. I intend to send 2 million troops in their after the gassing is confirmed, and wipe out the enemy. The allies will be tended to back in Vivalutsk - its brutal I know but it is necessary. By the way, ensure every man has a usable gasmask for tonight.

To Imperator_Invictus:

We are willing to give you 1 trillion dollars to aid us.

Telliria

Tellirian bombers smiled. "Capital clear of allied troops, lets burn this city to the ground!"

Napalm was dropped all over the city, spreading quickly and engulfing anything that was down there. Tellirians mowed down fleeing troops, and took some prisoners.

Meanwhile a group of 25,000 Tellirians have begun to build an airstrip.

The 35 million Tellirians plunged down into the cold air. Most of the parachutes went off, with around 75 dying and another 300 injured. They landed outside the 2nd largest city, just in time to prepare to encircle it in 4 hours, just as the flames of Telliria would engulf every city of 10,000+.

OOC:
Vivalutsk, 2 things:
1. All of mine and Tellerias forces have pulled out of the capitol.
2. Isnt mustard gas a blister agent? I think you mean nerve gas.

"Mr. Thompson, I did not receive any message back from Daviestan. What should we do?"

"General Thomas, as much as I hate this, send in the first wave to the rural area of Simpelton. That should show them that we mean business. And then send in 1 Nimitz-Class carrier, with 2 battleships, 4 cruisers, 2 oil ships, and 2 subs. I want that group 4 miles off Simpelton's nearest coast."

"How many planes should be put into the carrier?"

"Only Super-Hornets, and put in 75 of them."

"And Jefferson is ready to be court-marshaled."

"Excellent."

OOC: You napalmed the ENTIRE capital city of a country with over 600 million people? Without reckoning on ANY AA fire? Keep within reason or i shall close this thread; it was intended to be a civil war, not a war of annihilation against a foreign empire, after all.

IC: Simpelton had been pretty much levelled. What was left was scorched with napalm flame, and the surface was deadly still. The elite units had made the shelter of the few remaining bunkers, but the capital's levied regiments had been exterminated; over 2 million fighting men plus the civilians who had not evacuated when the fighting escalated. Cynwulf realised the fighting would now have to move to the countryside. Freedom fighters reported the construction of an airfield being constructed nearby - thiswas the next target. Without a decent supply line the Tellerian forces would have to come to terms...

"Van Strausburg, this is Cynwulf. Order 20 battalions of conscript infantry throughout Simpelton plus artillery concealed in the ruins. Open up a front with tank divisions 18 through 25. Have all bomber units strike the signalled co-ordinates where we belive enemy armour to be concentrated, full fighter escort of 7,500, and bring the navy out of port. Its time to reclaim our borders."

"Will do, sir"

"Reywulf, contact the regional Ealdormen. I trust they have levied the Fyrd?"

"The northern levies are marching to join us, but the southern kingdoms have to avoid enemy patrols, so are making slower progress"

"Well, tell the southern units they are not summoned. Each Ealdorman is to command his own regional troops against the invaders, striking targets of opportunity. Supply lines primarily, leaders obviously...anything to sap morale and break up the Tellerian's coherency."

"I will contact them immediately"

"Good. With the city gone as a focal point and our allies arriving by the thousand we are in a position to win this war"

"President Thompson, there has been no reply. What should we do?"

"We'll wait for them until they comply. And make the first wave bomb a rural town. Just to show them we mean business."

"Okay sir."

OOC-Here's the post.
At the capital once again.
"Mr. Thompson, we've received a message from Telliria, concerning the current situation."
"Give me that."
"Yes sir."
"Let's see, The current situation demands more troops. *mumbles*, The capital is the current target, with over 12,000,000 troops assaulting it. They are *mumbles some more.* Jefferson prepare my Private Radio Room."
"Why, sir?"
"I'm going to put my old spamming and hacking days to use. I'm send a diplomatic message to them with my own virus, the Thompson Special, which should slow down any communication that involves technology. Then we will send in some fighters and bombers to harass their transport ship and vehicles. We will also send in some submarines to destroy transport ships. Then we will allow some heavy bombers to come in and bomb some bases before the virus wares down. And we will attack their radio stations and satellites."
"Mr. Thompson, are not you going to hold a massive assault? And how will you attack their satellites? And what with they don't have any?"
"No, I am not willing to allow Kurlein lives to be lost, also try to keep civilian losses to an absolute minimum. I will not attack their satellites only the areas that receive them."
"Are you going to inform the public?"
"No...well not now at least. The public already know of the pact and we had very few protests. The public knows the risks of the pact."
"I'll go prepare the radio room now."
"Thank you Jefferson."
As Jefferson began to go to the radio room, he began thinking. **I can't believe it, he must've known of this war before I did, so he made a plan. I'm going to inform the Saxon Traditionalists of this plan, but I won't have enough time.**
"Jefferson, is it ready?"
"Yes it is sir."
President Thompson cracks his knuckles and began to create the code for the virus. After 2 hours of work he was able to create 2.


[code:1:c05cac7014]****Establishing secure data link to:Daviestan****
***Transmitting***
***Receiving***
**Uploading Satellite Control Authentication codes, Please Wait.***
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
*Upload is completed.*
*****WRITING MESSAGE*****
~Whoever is in charge of Daviestan
This message is to discuss the end to this war diplomatically. I know you do not want to lose lives as much as I. If you are prepared to surrender 3/4 of your country to the Tellirian Coalition I will donate my entire share to you (-1X1 mile square for a summer home). I am will to change this treaty if you do not agree to it.
~President Jake Thompson
*****ENDING MESSAGE.....NOW*****
****MESSAGE SENT****
**Transferring KCAC (Kurlej Control Authentication Codes) to secure data server in DAVIESTAN**
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
***DATA TRANSFER COMPLETE***
[*]3/4 CONTROL BELONGS TO KURLEJ[*]
[:]1/4 BELONGS TO DAVIESTAN[:][/code:1:c05cac7014]



[code:1:c05cac7014]**SECRET ATTACHMENT TO KCAC** Transferring virus data to Daviestan UP LINK_*

*SECURING VIRUS INFO_*
*ELIMINATING VIRUS TRACES_*
25% DONE_
57% DONE_
84% DONE_
DONE_
*ALL TRACES ELIMINATED_*[/code:1:c05cac7014]

The President sighed. "OK, open me a communi-K with the mobile ops centre." Aelwulf Karlson's (your leader, right?) face appeared on the plasma screen. "Damn, Davie, looks like im gonna have to save your ass. Ah well, us Prussian democrats gotta stick together eh? Anyway, here's the deal; you return to democracy after the war and give us some of the reconstruction contracts, and we'll send 10 million men straight off - corporation troops of course. What do you say?"

OOC:Understood, but the shear amount of bombers placed in strategic locations and the amount of escorts would amount to a successful bombing campaign.

IC:
Bombers stuck throughout the night, however this time the enemy was waiting for many of them. Tellirian forces suffered 65% bomber losses, and 20% fighter losses. Most of the cities burn, but several seem to be pulling through fine.

The Tellirian forces were pressing hard for the airstrip to be completed. Tellirians fell back to form a series fo defensive positions around the airstrip, using the same tactic as the russians in World War 2. When one line was breached it would fall back and merge with the second. There are some 5 lines.

The Tellirian forces outside the second largest city watched in horror as the bombers only got a few hits on the city. Knowing this was the best they were going to get, they stormed the city. The confusion of the bomb raid and fires allowed them to enter without any major complications, but after around 5 minutes they met organized resistance. It was strong enough to stop them, but the soldiers weren't soldiers by choice, and so it was only a matter of hours before that line fell and the soldiers went a little deeper.

The Tellirian fleet manuvered to enter enemy waters. They would intercept the enemy fleets and crush them before they could cause damage.

There are 5 groups:

Group One:
7 Tiger Subs
12 Iowa Battleships
4 Aircraft Carriers
25 Missle Boats
2 Agies Cruisers

Group Two:
8 Tiger Subs
10 Iowa Battleships
2 Aircraft Carriers
15 Missle Boats
2 Agies Cruisers

Group Three:
As Group 2

Group Four:
As Group 1

Group Five:
As Group 2

Seeing the large amount of plane activity the enemy was drumming up the Tellirian government knew it had to do something fast. Cruise Missles began to target the few known oil storage sites. Special forces moved in steathily by plane and boat. They would sneak in and destroy planes and other vial equpiment int he bases.

With all technological communication down, Telliria began to construct a video. On it was the leaders of the various factions shaking hands and nodding. It sooned turned out to be the mass murder of thousands of Daviestan citizens. Telliria has its best people working on this, and will play the movie in two days.

Total Tellirian troop losses as of yet:
23,456 Killed
67,097 Injured
200 Missing

Outside the city a few Goblins man 120mm mortars and begin dropping shells in various points in the city. Few hit their intended targets, but they succede in causing general mayhem (and destroying the cities traffic-control systems :D)
Outside, the Goblins on the sniper rifle take their first shot, being outside the city they avoid most of the bombing, a few stray explosions rattle them a bit, but they manage to hit one generators oil tank, the resultant explosion is very satisfactory, but the generator continues to run. However, there is smoke coming from the crippled generator.

ooc:
Half-moon goblins, in answer to your points:
1. I know your forces have pulled out of the capital. But my Marshals don't - I'm just adding colour!
2. Yes, mustard gas is a blister agent. I did mean nerve gas.

The armies of Vivalutsk, Daviestan, Holocausta and Beanfold had stopped. This wasn't the plan. Before them the desolation of Daviestan stretched out, bleak and forbidding, with the occasional explosion here and there outlining the battle fronts. The army facing them had appeared to be a lot larger than had been anticipated, and the men of Vivalutsk had had to dig a gigantic line of trenches, armed with miniguns, mortars and howitzers to ward off attackers. The armies had captured the capital of Daviestan, Simpelton, and had found out to their surprise and alarm that there were no enemy casualties at all. Clearly, they had all moved out before the gas raid, so where were they now?

Malign pulled his generals into a huddle. It was quiet, and the men were getting restless. They had come having been promised a fight, after all.

"OK, split your men into groups. Reinforce the Vivalutsk defences, and anyone left should be sent to search the city for enemies. Hunt to kill, men."

The huddle broke, and, as one, the Holocaustan army split, eight thousand men helping man the defences, with another two thousand spreading out and combing the city for survivors or pockets of resistance. Cries of pain and gunshots could be heard, but that could well have been Holocaustans shooting one another. They get very jumpy in battle situations, and tend to shoot first, and ask questions later when not under direct orders.

OOC: Ok, I'll keep the thread going for now. I think we should just clarify the position a bit.

1) the Daviestan capital, Simpelton, has been totally destroyed, and what's left of it is mainly under Daviestanian Levy control, but presumably with scattered fighting in the outskirts. For what its worth.

2) The Tellerians are building an airfield, which is the target of main Daviestanian attack

3) The rest of the Tellerian force is focused on the 2nd largest city, which shall be known from now on as Falenburgh. It is being held by levy troops but they are hard pressed, and being driven back in places.

4) Telleria has lost most of its bombers and many fighters, but done serious damage to many cities.

5) Quick question; where are the Tellerian fighters coming from? Intercontinental strikes are possible from bombers, but fighters havent got the range; Telleria's not a Prussian state so is quite a way off. Can I assume aircraft carriers, and if so, how many?

That sound about right?

Oh, and Kurlej, has thevirus taken affect yet? also, does it destroy all communication as Telleria suggests or just slow it down as you stated origionally?

OOC:
OOC:
Arent we all on the same side? I thought we were all for the democratic people...

OOC: That's a point. Then why are you still fighting us? Democracy has returned to Daviestan.

OOC: So... Does that mean the war's over :?: :?

The current government of Daviestan is a democratic alliance of the Centerist party, the Saxon Traditionalists and the Order, who took over on the death of the last psychotic dictator Gunter XIV at the hands of unknown assassins (see post). I am RPing the democratic government, or what will become it as soon as we've had a chance for elections, ie when the war's over.

Telleria and Rodriquezland (if he's still around) are fighting a war of aggression trying to absord Daviestan into Telleria's empire.

While Tellerian troops occupy Daviestanian soil, the war is still very much in full swing. Changes of alligence to support the rightful democratically elected government are welcome.

Still OOC: So who's on which side then?

"Message to the Half-moon Goblins" Democracy has been restored upon our side of Daviestan. Join us to rid Daviestan of the evil oppressors Rodriquzland and Telliria, and help democracy win!

OOC:Thought I would come around and let you guys know I live. I'll be waiting for some more movage of the story line.

Right then-whist I think democracy is a waste of time and a phase befor I invade their country and rule it ;)-I need all Prussians to fight Tar Palantir-so all nations fighting Vivalutsk and co are about to face the new face of my military (ie. dispensing of useless convential weapons mainly and using W.M.D on a ridiculous scale instead.).-so Telleria-you are about to be nuked via my orbital weapons platform/armoured battlestation (HALO) in order to render your ground and air defences useless-as well as all life in the affected areas (which will be a large area of your industry centres and capital cities). a screen of dummy fighters and intercept missiles in addition to rail gun volleys from orbit shall protect the nukes until they can be detonated in tthe atmosphere and ruin your nation.
Cruise missiles are for rich toddlers*pesses blue button marked 'X'* did that feel good? Yeah it did. I'm off now-enjoy the holocaust bye-ee.

OOC:
Ill assume that was OOC.
I would mark it OOC, if I were you. On pain of pain.

OOC: on pain of pain? Dear God, you fiend!

OOC:
[Zorg voice]
I know.
[/Zorg voice]

OOC: What is a post mode, i couldnt post before, because none was specified, assume it fixed itself if you can see this because i certainly didn't.

IC: All over the capital the loudspeakers located at strategic points click on with that horrible microphone noise, a man clears his throat and proceeds to read the first of the days many announcements:

"The emperor of the wishes to express his solidarity with those people of Daviestan who have suffered incredibly in recent attacks on their homeland. He has been especially horrified by the destruction of the capital city of that country. Specifically by the large numbers of Saxons killed when their quarter of the city was shelled and later burnt. The emperor therefore declares that the puny efforts by the imperialist invaders to bribe him into switching sides are an insult.

"As such the emperor has ordered 3 million more men to the front. Amongst those going are the Imperial shock troops and the armored fist mechanised units. The army is wheeling to face the Invaders and has official orders to support and extend the fortification already built by our allies. This brings the number of our men in Daviestan to upwards of 17 million.

"Hail the Unconquerable Emperor and King Syagru1s"

THe speakers crackled off again with that annoying mike sound.

OOC- The virus usually slows down communication to a halt but depending on how old the computer is it can destroy it.

Right then-whist I think democracy is a waste of time and a phase befor I invade their country and rule it ;)-I need all Prussians to fight Tar Palantir-so all nations fighting Vivalutsk and co are about to face the new face of my military (ie. dispensing of useless convential weapons mainly and using W.M.D on a ridiculous scale instead.).-so Telleria-you are about to be nuked via my orbital weapons platform/armoured battlestation (HALO) in order to render your ground and air defences useless-as well as all life in the affected areas (which will be a large area of your industry centres and capital cities). a screen of dummy fighters and intercept missiles in addition to rail gun volleys from orbit shall protect the nukes until they can be detonated in tthe atmosphere and ruin your nation.
Cruise missiles are for rich toddlers*pesses blue button marked 'X'* did that feel good? Yeah it did. I'm off now-enjoy the holocaust bye-ee.

OOC: Has anyone noticed how much like a petulant n00b Blort sounds? Oh wait, that could be because he is a petulant n00b... Right, if that's sorted then, shall we just ignore him?

IC: The ground under the feet of the Vivalutsk troops shook as a huge cloud of dust flew across the now relatively flat ground of the Daviestanian capital. Many troops of all countries raised their weapons in readiness, but a shouted order from Malign stayed their trigger fingers.

"Shadostan is come, battle-brothers!"

As they grew closer, the cloud grew small black shapes at the bottom, and eventually a cavalry regiment of nigh ten thousand horsemen slowed to a halt near the Vivalutski lines. Dismounting, the General, one Kyth Hawk, approached the Vivalutsk officer in charge.

"Sir, greetings from Shadostan. May the moon guide your path. We bring many men, and will aid in any way ew can to prevent the destruction or capture of Daviestan. We have been instructed by Lord Shado himself to follow your orders, and so we will do so to our deaths if necessary."

Kyth lay his sword at the officer's feet.

"My sword and my life are in your hands, sir. Do with us as you will."

OOC: Sorry Telleria, just thought we needed to make sure we knew where we were...and how did you say your planes were getting to Daviestan from another continent again? Blort, do try to use IC/OOC; it is a strictly RP forum you know.

IC: "Your Holiness, we've lost contact with half the partizan groups!" one of the technicians announced in alarm. "No idea whats happened, but it looks like every system with an 800 processor or less has ceased communication! Worse, all further messages are registering a delay of 5 hours...but that's probably inaccurate, as it doesnt take into account the delay to the delay messages. Earls Seowin and Fetharc have dropped out of contact, and weve just received word that the 15th Armoured gave ground yesterday evening...they'll have been cut to pieces without the re-enforcements they requested!"

"Get every man free on it. There's no point in continuing to communicate using a system with this much delay, so all operators leqave their posts to help. Reyeth, go in all haste to Lord Shado. Perhaps traditional methods are in order. We need horsemen to carry these messages" he said, producing data chips adressed to Vivalutsk, Rex_Syagru1s and Beanfold. "Go with God."

"At once your Holiness" bowed the guard, and turned to the exit.

[code:1:1bced0ab02]

To the receiver of this message, greetings from His Holiness the Commander in Chief of Daviestanian forces High Inquisitor Cynwulf.

You are all humbly thanked for your commitment to our cause, especially as two of you are not even dezians of Prussia. Be in no doubt, this debt shall not be forgotten.

Immediate tactical requirements centre on two fields of engagement; Falenburgh, which is being held by the increasingly feeble grip of local levies, and our own offensive on the airfield. If this can be destroyed before operational, we can claim air supremacy and force them to continue to supply their troops with hap-hazard airdrops. I am preparing to send several elements of my force to Falenburgh - and urban combat units would be of most use there. Otherwise, I submit that your best strategy is to continue to push towards the airfield. Casualties have been high amongst Daviestanian forces, estimated at 306,000 levied troops and 75,000 professional, but we have breached two of five identified lines of defence.

I would be grateful if you could report your situation and response as soon as possible so troop movement can get underway

Thank you once again.

[/code:1:1bced0ab02]
[code:1:1bced0ab02]
postscript: Our computor system is faulty through causes unknown. I request a number of swift riders from Lord Shado to act as messengers, and any technical experts you can spare to help rectify the problem would be invaluable. This is a modern war, and knowlege is indeed power
[/code:1:1bced0ab02]

The Vivalutskian Marshal, head of the Vivalutsk contingent operating in Daviestan, surveyed the horsemen sent to aid their mission.

"A fine body of men, General! This force, along with two thousand lightly armoured attack vehicles are to become our new scouting and partisan group, the most powerful in that has been fielded as yet. These men of yours, along with the crews and vehicles of our country are to be directly under your command.

Somehow the enemy has knocked out Daviestan's communications, and their partisan leaders are left aimless and wandering. Bring these men together and create a partisan force which will cut their supply lines to the sea. If this works, send word to me and I will send out fifty thousand troops to back you up.

In the meantime, get your men and horses rested and fed, you've got a long ride ahead of you."

OOC-My 'petulant n00bness' as you call it was merely an attempt at Daviestan's request to end the war in the quickest way possible so Davistan could fully enter the most noble Imperial German war on Tar Palantir and his 'allies' (him, himself and his mother). I am using nuclear conflict as Daviestan complained of rather suspect RP by people here on using WMDs on him. Anyway, thou traitorous bean, you left Prussia and are thus sad trash. Goodday

OOC: I expressed incredulity at the napalming of my capital before the following post which qualified the situation and listed casualties, so that isnt so much of a problem now.

IC/OOC etiquette is a basic rule of RP. Use it or venture not thy humble opinion where tis not fitting.

Anyway...replies from the people I sent messages to? Telliria, you still around?

OOC/IC/AC/UC, and other such noises which can be made when trying to swallow a pencil.

IC - The decoding machine spit out the message in decoded form. The waiting technicians put it in an envelope and threw it to the courier, who ran it across the palace courtyard, past the gaurds, directly to the office of the Inquisitor. His secretary took it and hurried along the corridor to the boardroom, passed it off to a gaurd, who gave it to a server (OOC - do they stand for that politically correct stuff in your country?) who gave it to the Inquisitors aide who brought the message up at the appropriate place during the meeting. It said:

[code:1:d1a7da21e0]

To His Holiness the Commander in Chief of Daviestanian forces High Inquisitor Cynwulf, from his magnificence Imperator_Invictus the emperor of the empire of the Iron Fist, supreme commander of ....
[/code:1:d1a7da21e0]

His eyes skipped down the page, past all the titles:

[code:1:d1a7da21e0]

I have sent to your aid 18 million men, about 10 million of which are levies from my less milataristic allies, and 8 million of which are professional soldiers of my own and and my general Rex Syagru1s's feif.

About 1 million of my men are armed with APC's and form the 500 shock troop regiments collectively known as the the empires iron fist. They are at the moment the only soldiers ready to move into combat. All of my other men are currently waiting for transit to the front, engaged in fortifying their section of the front. About 5 million national gardsmen, half of my levy force will not be able to fight for a week, they are reassmbling after some few years in retirement.
[/code:1:d1a7da21e0]

"President Thompson, Emperor Blort is threatening to destroy Telliria using H.A.L.O.! We must act fast! The fate of Telliria rests on our hands."

"Ask Superiority L (ooc-my version of Congress) to use our space navy to stall them until we can convince them to not use their weapons. In the mean time just in case ask them for the authority to launch a massive air strike on any known facilities which send the codes to activate that weapon. And send some ships to evacuate as many citizens from Telliria to us and send some of our citizens to our colony."

"Yes sir!"

"By the way contact the GDA asking them for some help."

OOC:The space ships have been recived.

"We have the ships!"

"Great!"

"Um..orders?"

"..do I look like I know what to do with space ships? Just blow up the thingy thats gonna blow us up!!!"

"Yes M'am!"

This arrives at Daviestan.

In order to save millions and to rebuild your country, we offer this proposal:

This proposal is intened to end conflict in Daviestan. The following may be changed as neccissary.

1.Daviestan will become "Free Vassal state" for a period of 100 years (100 RT days). Daviestan will join Freedom of All, and will become "The Tellirian State of Daviestan"
2.10% of all Daviestan profits will be given to Telliria.
3.All Tellirian laws will be followed in Daviestan during this time.
4.Telliria will use the remainder of the money to rebuild the cities. They will also donate 200 billion per a year to rebuild cities. This money will also go to education.
5.The people of Daviestan will elect their own governor.
6.Daviestan people will not be harmed by Tellirian soldiers.

We hope this treaty will help both of us.

OOC: May soon be entering at the request of my ally (Kurlej), and 'cause Emperor Blort figures that he can get away with something like that.

IC:
Mr 47 shuffled a few papers. His desk had been crowded as of late, mostly with reports of the damn alien buggers that had recently popped into existance everywhere. Wuffles (his dog, its some sort of Terrier) wheezed a bit and turned over in his basket. He wondered how much of the countries annual budget went into paper products.
Trees had not grown in DGNT for several centuries, and the only plant that survived in the deserts was the Horribly Mutated Kill Plant, and that didnt count because the only way to stop it ripping your limbs off and coating you in acid was to burn it into a carbon lump.

He picked up a note which caught his eye:
"GDA Intervention requested on part of Ally (Kurlej), indicates use of modern weapons in a conflict involving less advanced nations. Ally requests stall of enemy weapons system (HALO, base at Emperor Blort), dispatch fleet section?"

Mr 47 thought. Most of the fleet was busy now, but a few idle sections existed out of system. He punched up an order sheet, scanned it, and handed it to his secretary, for his own reasons his private computer was not connected to the outside world.

---

Shortly a captain of the Tenth OutSol Fleet received a communique.
"Dispatch fleet section to deal with Sol based conflict. No less than one Plantary Intervention Force."
He grumbled something about commanders, then handed the message to his subordinate, who in turn handed it to his subordinate, who passed it to his supervisor (the first subordinate) who left it in the cafateria where it was used as a beverage mat by a Marine sergeant and dropped on the floor.
The fleets Mascot Monkey then found it and attempted to eat it, once it found the letter unpalatable it hurled it at the captain, who read it.
"WHY WAS I NOT INFORMED?!?" He shouted, and assigned the proper ships.

Dispatch to Home Office:
Sending two Plantary Intervention Forces, list follows:
1 Victory fleet carrier
2 Hive carriers
4 Millenia Class Battlecruisers
8 Justice Class Destroyers
10 Pax cruisers
5 Rook heavy cruisers

BOING

"Mr. Thompson, I have good news!"
While President Thompson was looking at the papers of the Civil War he said, "So what is it?"
"The GDA has accepted our plea, and Superiority L has accepted the airstrike!"
"Good. Did the ships arrive to Telliria?"
"Yes, all of them."
"Which are?"
"2 Orion Class Destroyers
2 Fenris class Cruisers
2 Leviathon class Heavy Cruisers
2 Volition class Pirate Ships
and 4 Mjolnir Remote Beam Cannons"
"Does Telliria know how to use it?"
"No."
"Then send General James. He is the one who is skilled in space, right?"
"No, that's General Bang'dar."
"Then send him."
"Very well, sir."

Comdidans Newly rebuilt First Rapid Deployment Force blinked nito existance from their jump gate coming out on the edge of their long range sensors.
"Admiral Chilbert we have arrived shall we send the coded transmission?"
"Yes send it"
Coded Message to Kurlej Forces
From- Admiral Chilbert 1st RDF of Comdidia
Comdidian Forces are now at your disposal feel free to give us a good location on where to have us point or weapons and we'll back you up.
-message ends-

The force remained on all system power down except essential systems to keep themselves hidden within the dark void of space around them.
"Ensign try and raise any of our colonies in this sector maybe some survived the past years. If not have our Dreadnought prepare its suprise for conflict."


ooc-
Forces-
Two Sleek Class Interceptor Carriers
One Heavy Armor Small Carrier
One Moon Class Bomber Carrier.
Three Interceptor Destroyers
Five Missile Buster Cruiser's
Two Dreadnought Battleship's
One Super Dreadnought Battleship

"Righteo troops. We have been issued an order, from the highest possible authority. Supreme overlord Time lapse. It basically says that we gotta go kill somthing." said general tomkinson
"err...what sir?" asked one of the officers
"now, we apparently have to go and destroy some HALO thing." said the general, "it is for our ally, Kurlej's ally's."
"SO..what ius this big Halo thing?"
"Well...id be buggered if i know. Our intelligence is scrtappy at best at the moment. All i know is that we have to go take this bitch down!"
"W00t" said another officer,"
"Yes w00t..."said the genral tomkinson guy. "Lets go destroy this bloody sonovabitch"

Soon, the fleet was prepared. A total of 7 Imperial Star destroyers and 2000 Tie defenders were the attacking force. They jumped to hyperspace

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Hi kurlej.
Our forces are en route for operation Olah. ETA 12 hours
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As the Shadostanian riders left the Daviestanian HQ, a message was handed to an aide addressed to High Inquisitor Cynwulf.

[code:1:21df91e411]Your Lordship,
I have heard of the troubles in your beloved country, and fear for the safety both of your people and all the people of Prussia. I have sent my riders under the command of the Vivalutski troops to aid your cause, but I implore you to send word to the Tellerian leader and all leaders of the other factions of Daviestan to cease hostilities. In this time of trouble, I cannot stress enough how important correct diplomacy could be, and I would invite you on behalf of Lady Ayane of Ribenia to the diplomatic centre recently constructed there to settle your differences there peacefully. I hope you will heed my advice, and I pray for a better world for us all.
Yours trustingly,
Shado, Lord of the Riders of Shadostan[/code:1:21df91e411]

OOC: all this talk of jumpgates and Planetary strike forces etc is gonna be limited to Emperor Blort, right? This is a modern tech RP, so feel free to gloop him and his little ring for being a muppet of the highest order, but stick to that please...it had nothing to do with me!

IC:

[code:1:3e03e1b204]
To Lord Shado:

I appreciate your help, and no nation has a greater desire for peace than us (in face of all the evidence :P ). We will suggest peace talks to try to resolve this, but we have been invaded and will not relinquish any land to foreign aggression. Appeasement of that kind doesnt work.

You will hear from us about peace talks soon

Supreme Commander High Inquisitor Cynwulf
[/code:1:3e03e1b204]

OOC: all this talk of jumpgates and Planetary strike forces etc is gonna be limited to Emperor Blort, right? This is a modern tech RP, so feel free to gloop him and his little ring for being a muppet of the highest order, but stick to that please...it had nothing to do with me!
ooc- Dont worry thats all my plan was...otherwise my modern tech navy would be firing on you. im here for oribital platform of doom only...then i go off to other stuff and leave you be :D

OOC: Didnt he say you asked him to join :P
Anyway, I might provide somebody with logistical support, and of course Ill sell weapons to anybody Im not at war and dont dislike.
Also, you may experience slighty tingling from any missess that happen to be in the direction of your planet, please ignore these as it soon wont matter.

-OOC I am going on vacation. I wont be back for 10 days. And as such I will delegate the command of my troops to Daviestan. He can Rp me, command them, and order them around. Just assume that when he orders the alliance to do something that my army obeys. Thanks all

"Sir, the navy is in position, awaiting your order for the landing"

"Good, tell them to move out in six hours." Admiral Morovia rubbed his hands with glee. The high command had given him thirty of the most up to date ships vivalutsk could create, Visby Class Corvettes. With a speed of 35 knots on average, designed to full stealth specifications and constructed in carbon fibre, making them almost impossible to detect. There would be fun and games soon!

OOC-*chokes* H.A.L.O could be made using currently existing technology-and America probably could (but if they did it would provoke a massive war with China, among others-luckily they don't exist here, plus anyway its a Nationstates issue to develop orbital weapons) And a nation sounding off about threatening to nuke everyone isn't anything new-North Korea did it again today! Plus an evil nation of 710 million with a strong economy and a strong desire to keep out American 'liberators' has to have a strong nuclear detterant.
IC:Through his intelligence services, the Emperor had found that certain other Nations wanted to disable his capability to strike -this was a cause of some concern so he made sure the key system in launching was still operational....
"Brian."
"yes?"
"how's your index finger?"
"sorry, your Imperial highness but its not to good-I snapped a ligament whislt playing Halo on L.A.N"
"Crap! That means there's no-one to press the button!!!!!"
"But Brian-Your'e the onlt one that's been trained to press HALO's primary launch button!"
"I know-I'm sorry you Majesty"
"Brian-you are to be shot to morrow at dawn, oh and no more Halo"
"awwww..."
The Emperor had to think fast,and work something out, at least to give the impression that he still could launch nukes at any time....
"Hmm..." He thought "perhaps I should have installed one of those high-tech launch systems...or maybe have not switched over most of his conventional army to work at BlortBurger" "Ah well, live and learn".

OOC: You should have thought of that before you brought space into this. Anyway, being built with 'modern technology' doesnt mean its possible, after all, I dont see giant walking nuclear battletanks with atomic-railguns walking around. (Metal Gear Solid, anybody?)

IC:
Fleet Admiral Petnoy paced to the front of the bridge. Then glanced at his comm officer.
"Signal the platform, standard message. All channels, and give them a morse flash as well, in case they dont have a decent radio."
"Right, sir."
The message was sent from one end of the ship to the other. It raced along the radio antennae and out into space.
"Unkown ship, surrender now or face annihilation. If you accept power down your weapons and signal your submition, terms will then be discussed.
Do not attempt deception, on pain of pain."

The DGNT ships were 'parked' just outside of missile range, matching velocity with the platform, their guns pointed in one direction. It was not a friendly display.

OOC: Arggghhh!!!!! On pain of pain, again? But why, you monster, why? :D

OOC:
'Cause its so much more effective than pain of death. Death only lasts a short while, but pain can be made to last for quite some time.
A couple of months in the case of some of our more skilled Information Retrieval Technicians.

(Metal Gear Solid, anybody?)

OOC: Yes please! :P

IC: The riders took their time returning, picking their way through small skirmishes to get back to their respective recipients. Beanfold, Vivalutsk and several others of the alliance recieved their messages almost simultaneously. They then regrouped with Vivalutsk and Holocausta, and awaited further orders.

Telliria wants peace!!!

However we will not stray from our last treaty. Indeed, massive amounts of troops are heading into anything that can take them, planes, ships..anything. In all around 100 million men are moving...the final blow.

Please accept our deal!!! Allow a chance for your people to try again under Tellirian protection and funding. You may continue to rule your country, but you will have only 10% of your current military and you will give 5% of your money to us. We will give 200 million to repair your country a month.

Telegram to Tellerian officials by care of an unarmed Rider of Shadostan:

[code:1:b8becff5a4]We understand your government wishes for peace. This said, we see no reason why the terms cannot be negotiated. If we were to use the diplomatic facilities in Ribenia, we could not only resolve this conflict more quickly, but hopefully without ill feelings or further bloodshed. I implore you to at least think this option through.

May the moon guide your path.

Shado, Lord of Shadostan[/code:1:b8becff5a4]

Message to Daviestan and factions

*The Emperor sends his most skilled team of negotiators in order to facillitate peace-stability in Prussia is of the upmost importance in the face of the threat posed by the(largely outnumbered) Tar Palantir. The Emperor will also aid in Daviestanian reconstruction in return for consumer contracts and mining rights.*

Message to Daviestan-
From General Colbert, Leader of Comdidia-
Once peace is reached if your country needs any funding, supplies or help in rebuilding go ahead call us we'll do it for free no strings attached.
-end message-

"Well at least theres gonna be peace"
"Too bad we were just finishign our latest weapon to."

*shoves Comdidia off the stage*
DGNT can of course provide just about everything you need.

If anyone breaks the peace in Daviestan, thanks to National Conscription, Vanburgh will send 1 Billion troops to wipe them off the face of the Earth.
You have been warned... :twisted:

Peace seems to be everyone's desire; good then, let peace talks begin. A new thread methinks...anyone wishing to be involved go to Daviestanian Peace Talks on the International Incidents forum.

Um, yeh, that was me signed in as my secondary country accidently. What he said.