Bonstock
10-04-2004, 02:49
(TV in Bonstock) "No, Jack, don't die!" *crying noises*
*screen goes blank* *viewer's voice: "Aw that was my favorite soap opera! They were just gonna kill off Jack!"
TV announcer: "We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a special report: After a supposed incident where a Bonstocknian fishing trawler was destroyed in the Gulf of Aden, Bonstock has invaded Yemen. More updates later..."
Meanwhile, in the Gulf of Aden, 12,000 miles away from Bonstock
Marine Specialist Andrew Plank walked with his unit in the dark night, climbing down the stairs aboard the Wasp class amphibious ship, Beetle. The air was musty, and if felt rather hot, even though it was the dead of night. The waves rattled around, giving a swaying sensation that reminded the men of the 1st Marine Division how far they were from Bonstock.
Plank decended into a large parking garage. Dozens of AAAVs were parked, waiting to be driven onto the beaches of the desert place that most Bonstocknians had only read about.
Many of the soldiers had not known of this operation until just a few minutes ago. Something in the news had told them that a fishing ship mysteriously sank in the Gulf of Aden, but many thought that this particular deployment was a mere training exercise. Funny, thought Plank, that it would be kept a secret so long.
The soldiers were briefed that the mission should take no longer then two months, if all went as planned. Since this was an absolute surprise to anyone, it was figured that there would be very little in the way of shore defenses. The soldiers were told to avoid any armed confrontation, and simply take their objective: the port city of Aden. Later, follow up forces would help sieze the Yemenese capital of Sana'a, and would pacify resistance.
As Plank climbed into the AAAV, his gear pushing down on his 18 year old back, he thought about the situation he was about to be in. He had seen images of the Civil War in Bonstock. He was a ten year old when the Government Maropians marched victoriously through Port Yuko, and he was frieghtened by the soldiers' vast array of weaponry.
Though he was quite opposed to war, he could do nothing to fight the conscription. Every Bonstocknian citizen was required to do a year of military service. Plank looked over to his right. A soldier in his section, a SAW gunner, was a woman, along with many other soldiers now crowded into the damp Advanced Amphibious Assault Vehicle. As Plank looked over, the gunner smiled at him. Plank smiled back, for a moment distracted from the events about to unfold.
This moment was short lived. In an instant, the vehicle roared to life. It decended down a ramp, and splashed into the well deck, and floated out. The driver spun the vehicle around, and headed for shore. Then he looked up, and, though under his breath, said something that the whole craft heard: "Holy mother of God!"
"What the hell's goin on up there?" demanded a soldier opposite Plank.
A loud noise confirmed the statement. Jets were in the air. "I swear I see two thousand planes in the sky!" said the driver, fixed to his window. The jets, from 12 Elessar class aircraft carriers, flew overhead, twisting and turning about. Aden loomed in the distance, situated on a penninsula that was to be cut off by the 1st Marines.
The jets, F-35s, E-6s, and a host of others, flew in low for all to hear. They flew over the city, dropping JDAMs at various targets, including military barracks and government buildings. Some strafed the beaches where the Marines would land. Then 72 Zumwalt destroyers, the escorts of the carriers, fired 1440 hypersonic land attack missiles at targets in Aden and Sana'a, and fired 155mm cannons at the shore.
Then the enemy responded. Two dozen Osa patrol boats, with missiles, appeared out of the harbor. They fired off missiles at the ships, though did not seem to make much impression on the invaders. Until a large boom occured just near the AAAV. The driver looked over. A Navy destroyer was hit, and her magazines blew. Shrapnel flew everywhere, and crewmembers were flung into the air. Covered in oil, they tried to swim away from their sinking ship. The driver turned, but a voice on the radio blared, "Don't pick the sailors up! You're not a rescue boat! Get to shore!" The driver turned back to shore. As Bonstocknian planes wizzed above, now focusing on airfields around Aden, 233 AAAVs hit the shore, and quickly advanced into Aden. There were scattered pockets of resistance, but nothing like was feared. The invasion being an abolute surprise with no warning, the city fell quickly, with port facilities intact. 180 RO/RO cargo ships came into the port, their CIWS fighting off random, uncoordinated anti-ship missiles, and being preceded by 18 minesweepers. Some 36 divisions were scheduled for deployment, but for now, as Plank dismounted to take defensive positions, they were vulnerable. It would be a long time until he slept again. Artillery was brought up to Aden, and a duel between Yemenese and Bonstocknian artillery ensued. Plank dug into a foxhole just outside Aden to try to wait it out.
ooc: Anyone with claims to Yemen, say so now. Otherwise, its mine.
Summary of forces:
Naval:
12 Elessar class aircraft carriers
72 Ste. Evremonde Destroyers (basically Zumwalts)
12 Wasp LHDs
24 San Antonio amphibious ships
Air:
Carrier aircraft, with about 100 aircraft on each ship. Some are part of I Marine Expeditionary Force
Ground:
I Marine Expeditionary Force, with same organization as American MEFs, taking positions just north of Aden.
*screen goes blank* *viewer's voice: "Aw that was my favorite soap opera! They were just gonna kill off Jack!"
TV announcer: "We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a special report: After a supposed incident where a Bonstocknian fishing trawler was destroyed in the Gulf of Aden, Bonstock has invaded Yemen. More updates later..."
Meanwhile, in the Gulf of Aden, 12,000 miles away from Bonstock
Marine Specialist Andrew Plank walked with his unit in the dark night, climbing down the stairs aboard the Wasp class amphibious ship, Beetle. The air was musty, and if felt rather hot, even though it was the dead of night. The waves rattled around, giving a swaying sensation that reminded the men of the 1st Marine Division how far they were from Bonstock.
Plank decended into a large parking garage. Dozens of AAAVs were parked, waiting to be driven onto the beaches of the desert place that most Bonstocknians had only read about.
Many of the soldiers had not known of this operation until just a few minutes ago. Something in the news had told them that a fishing ship mysteriously sank in the Gulf of Aden, but many thought that this particular deployment was a mere training exercise. Funny, thought Plank, that it would be kept a secret so long.
The soldiers were briefed that the mission should take no longer then two months, if all went as planned. Since this was an absolute surprise to anyone, it was figured that there would be very little in the way of shore defenses. The soldiers were told to avoid any armed confrontation, and simply take their objective: the port city of Aden. Later, follow up forces would help sieze the Yemenese capital of Sana'a, and would pacify resistance.
As Plank climbed into the AAAV, his gear pushing down on his 18 year old back, he thought about the situation he was about to be in. He had seen images of the Civil War in Bonstock. He was a ten year old when the Government Maropians marched victoriously through Port Yuko, and he was frieghtened by the soldiers' vast array of weaponry.
Though he was quite opposed to war, he could do nothing to fight the conscription. Every Bonstocknian citizen was required to do a year of military service. Plank looked over to his right. A soldier in his section, a SAW gunner, was a woman, along with many other soldiers now crowded into the damp Advanced Amphibious Assault Vehicle. As Plank looked over, the gunner smiled at him. Plank smiled back, for a moment distracted from the events about to unfold.
This moment was short lived. In an instant, the vehicle roared to life. It decended down a ramp, and splashed into the well deck, and floated out. The driver spun the vehicle around, and headed for shore. Then he looked up, and, though under his breath, said something that the whole craft heard: "Holy mother of God!"
"What the hell's goin on up there?" demanded a soldier opposite Plank.
A loud noise confirmed the statement. Jets were in the air. "I swear I see two thousand planes in the sky!" said the driver, fixed to his window. The jets, from 12 Elessar class aircraft carriers, flew overhead, twisting and turning about. Aden loomed in the distance, situated on a penninsula that was to be cut off by the 1st Marines.
The jets, F-35s, E-6s, and a host of others, flew in low for all to hear. They flew over the city, dropping JDAMs at various targets, including military barracks and government buildings. Some strafed the beaches where the Marines would land. Then 72 Zumwalt destroyers, the escorts of the carriers, fired 1440 hypersonic land attack missiles at targets in Aden and Sana'a, and fired 155mm cannons at the shore.
Then the enemy responded. Two dozen Osa patrol boats, with missiles, appeared out of the harbor. They fired off missiles at the ships, though did not seem to make much impression on the invaders. Until a large boom occured just near the AAAV. The driver looked over. A Navy destroyer was hit, and her magazines blew. Shrapnel flew everywhere, and crewmembers were flung into the air. Covered in oil, they tried to swim away from their sinking ship. The driver turned, but a voice on the radio blared, "Don't pick the sailors up! You're not a rescue boat! Get to shore!" The driver turned back to shore. As Bonstocknian planes wizzed above, now focusing on airfields around Aden, 233 AAAVs hit the shore, and quickly advanced into Aden. There were scattered pockets of resistance, but nothing like was feared. The invasion being an abolute surprise with no warning, the city fell quickly, with port facilities intact. 180 RO/RO cargo ships came into the port, their CIWS fighting off random, uncoordinated anti-ship missiles, and being preceded by 18 minesweepers. Some 36 divisions were scheduled for deployment, but for now, as Plank dismounted to take defensive positions, they were vulnerable. It would be a long time until he slept again. Artillery was brought up to Aden, and a duel between Yemenese and Bonstocknian artillery ensued. Plank dug into a foxhole just outside Aden to try to wait it out.
ooc: Anyone with claims to Yemen, say so now. Otherwise, its mine.
Summary of forces:
Naval:
12 Elessar class aircraft carriers
72 Ste. Evremonde Destroyers (basically Zumwalts)
12 Wasp LHDs
24 San Antonio amphibious ships
Air:
Carrier aircraft, with about 100 aircraft on each ship. Some are part of I Marine Expeditionary Force
Ground:
I Marine Expeditionary Force, with same organization as American MEFs, taking positions just north of Aden.