Automagfreek
29-05-2004, 00:49
OOC: Alright, here comes the uber post of DEAT. Austo Hungary, you've had plenty of time to respond, and I know you're active because we've been trading TM's and you've posted several threads. Since I don't feel like wasting any more time on you, I'm going to make this short and sweet.
Due to your absence I can only assume that there is no resistance. I know you're not ignoring this because you are the one who declared war on me. Well, here it is....the end of Austo Hungary.
IC:
War Nerve, this is Ghostrider. The pattern is clear, commencing bombardment. Over and out.
The squadron of B2's broke formation and split into several smaller groups. Each group took a seperate direction towards the far sides of Austo Hungary while a larger contingent continued on towards the shorelines. The main striking force maintained it's high altitude as they begna their final approach. The B2's sighted in their targets below, mostly civilian structures, and began dropping thier massive ordinance on the unsuspecting people below. Bomb and after bomb left the bay doors and began it's slow falll towards the ground. Elsewhere, other B2 pilots were radioed their targets from the War Nerve after careful satellite analysis.
***At the same moment***
The War Nerve opened fire from a distance on the designated beach head with it's massive 16" guns. High explosive rounds screamed out from the massive barrels of the deck guns and large clouds of powder filled the air as other AMF vessels joined in the volly. Freek missile frigates began launching large vollies of Tomahawk cruise missiles at the beach head per advise of Freek intelligence. The War Nerve's rate of fire hastened as more and more high explosive rounds were loaded and launched, and after several minutes of unrelenting vollies Zander gave the order....
....for the first assault wave of 6,000 Sentinels began their massive push towards the shore. AMF destroyers followed close to the transports along with several groups of Freek subs. Shooting off the decks of the AMFS Invincible, 3 wings of F-14's took to the air and held a tight pattern around the transports, only breaking formation when the Sentinels were almost upon the shore. The fighter wings began their combat maneuvers and began launching multiple vollies of missiles at and visable military and civilian targets below.
***
The first transports were mere yards away from the sandy beaches as the transports opened fire with a series of 60mm mortar fire to provide cover for the bloodthirsty hoard of Sentinels that itched for a piece of the action. The beach was a complete warzone, covered in a thick smoke from the massive rain of ordinance, and at last the doors of the first transport flew open, and out rushed the first platoons of Sentinels. Running at full pace, they howled and screamed as they decended upon their foes, guns blazing.
Excellent, it has begun. Zander chuckled. Deploy waves 2, 3 and 4 on T minues 20 minutes. I want armor on that beach immediatly so that we can level these sons of bitches quickly. Keep the sorties going nonstop, and order the B2's to make their final approach.
A green deckhand saluted and scurried to the comms console and began rapidly relaying orders. Zander stepped out onto the rattling deck of the War Nerve as it's guns continued to blaze loudly. Move the fleets in so that we can continue to provide our forward elements with support. Zander shouted back into the command room. The deckhand wiped the sweat from his brow and nodded upon hearing Zander's request. Another round screamed from the 16" guns, but Zander did not flinch. instead, his eyes remained fixed on the shores of Austo Hungary.
{OOC: End of post 1}
<25 minutes after initial assult>
The engines of mighty B52 bombers roared to life on the airstrip of the AMF/APTO forward installation. Several wings of heavy bombers, and of all things C-130's, were given the green light to execute their orders. With great haste the bombers took to the clouldless sky, packed to the brim with ordinance. Their escort would meet up with them shortly courtesy of the carrier AMFS Invincible. From there, they would rally with the the B2's after they finished their runs on the outermost sections of Austo Hungary.
As the B52's took off, the B2's inside AH airspace continued to pound their targets below. MAssive bombs fell onto building and street alike, filling the area with a blinding wall of fire. AMF naval craft (A10's and F14's) brought up the rear, cleaning up any survivors that the bombers missed. As the B2's reached the far border of AH, they did a quick about-face and executed a "double arch" formation. When the formation is completed, the path of destruction resembles two arches crossing eachother in the center. AMF naval craft launched large vollies of missiles at select targets including radio towers, certain bridges, power plants and airports. As the Freek craft moved from one area to the next, an accompanyment of satellite guided cruise missiles flew in to once again kill anything that had survived not only the bombing run, but the fighter run as well.
<On the ground: 37 minutes after initial assult>
With the beach secured due to literally no resistance, the Sentinels began unloading en masse with large convoys of vehicles ranging from light armor to heavy main battle tanks. Squad Commanders shouted and gestured for the tanks to move out with haste towards the last remaining cities of Austo Hungary. Looks like all is going as planned. Bring the fleets in as close to the shore as we can get, I want to pour as much heat on them as we can. Zander shouted over the continuing gunfire as he stroked his beard growth. Within seconds the fleets did as ordered and began closing in on the mainland in as tight a formation as possible, but Freek subs stayed further out to sea to counter any fleets should they try to challenge Zander directly. 16" fire continued unrelentlessly on the mainland, especially on settlements. By the time my Sentinels get there, all they will find is rubble.
<On the front lines: 45 minutes later>
The Sentinels continuted to tear through any living thing they encountered. They did not bother engaging the seaside settlements, for they had already been leveled by the Freek fleets. The Sentinels surrounded and concentrated fire on what they could only deem as the "capitol" of Austo Hungary (due to the size of the city). Without care for their own safety, they charged headfirst into the streets with their SBP-90's blazing. They were supported by Paladin and M1A2 tanks that started leveling the city from the rear. Screams of the poor Hungarians were drowned out only by the scream of atrillery shells and the fire of machine guns. The Death Dealers that were planted into the Sentinel ranks ran full bore from building to building firing their .50 cals furiously. House to house, building to building, the Sentinels and Death Dealers massacred all in their sight, capturing only children and women. Any and all men that were found were either immediatly shot, or were taken aside and mutilated by a swarm of Freek swords. Several Sentinels took the severed heads of the innocents and mounted them on their vehicles, while others left the corpses where they lay.
<Back in the air, 15 minutes after siege of capitol>
The B2's had exhausted their bombs and prepared to head back to base. War Nerve, this is Ghostrider. Bomb bay's are clear, returning to base. The B2's reformed their patterns and took the most direct route out of the country. As they departed they were replaced by the B52's, C-130's, and Freek naval craft that had finally arrived. Ghostrider out, have fun guys.
The armada of planes took to the rear of the small country where the B2's had left off and began another greuling wave of ariel bombardments. The B52's began carpet bombing any major structures that the other planes missed, and as they did the C-130's broke off from the convoy. Going in seperate directions, the C-130's flew for about 10 minutes before opening their rear hatches. The first C-130 to do so was no more than several miles away from the B52 strikes, so he alerted the bombers of their actions. Payload's away, exercise caution.
The C-130 dropped it's MOAB onto the Hungarian settlement, then sharply gained altitude. The massive bomb fell towards the ground at breakneck speeds before going into it's detonation sequence. The resulting explosion made the cockpit windows shake on the C-130. Elsewhere across the country, other C-130's released their MOAB's on Hungarian installations.
War Nerve, this is Reaver, over. The rear of the country is scorched. We have no visuals on any targets, over. Please advise.
Upon hearing of this, Zander let out a bellowing laugh. Most excellent. All craft, make one more combat run then return to base. Sentinel units and armor are closing in fast on your position. Nice work, Lord Dreadfire will be pleased.
<Back on the ground, 2 hours later>
All 100,000 Sentinels had landed and moved in their seperate directions, attacking any target within eyeshot. The Sentinels searched the capitol furiously for the leader of Austo Hungary, but upon orders from Zander they abandoned their search and continued on in the massacre. Millions of Hungarians had been slaughtered without mercy, with the exception of a few thousand women and children. Large mountains of corpses littered the cities of Austo Hungary as the Sentinel's fury raged like a wildfire out of control. Satisfied with the level of carnage, the Sentinels were ordered to finish their maneuvers and return to the waiting fleets. The Sentinels cheered in victory as they began beating and raping their captured women and stealing any valuables that they could find that were left. Tanks contiuned to bulldoze numerous houses as the Sentienls began escorting their captive prisoners back to the beach.
Zander stood out on the deck of the War Nerve with a look of satisfaction on his face. Good work my children, we have taught the heathens a lesson here today. I pray that others will not need this lesson retaught to them. The first rounds of prisoners began making their way back to the beach as naval craft returned to the deck of the Invincible. The entire country had been scortched with hellfire and brimstone, and the bloodline of Austo Hungary was extinguished....save for those fortunate few that managed to hide.....like the leader of Austo Hungary.
<5 hours later>
With a majority of AMF troops near the beach, the Sentinels began lining up their prisoners, eyeing them as a hungry wolf eyes his prey. The Sentinels surrounded the entire groups of prisoners, and stepping through their ranks was none other than Zander himself. His expression was grin, and he spoke but only for a moment. Heathens of Austo Hungary, today you have felt the full wrath of Lord Dreadfire and the Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek. May the world never forget what happened here today, nor will they forget what is about to happen. May your God have mercy on your souls.
With that Zander gave a nod to the Squad Commanders, and they in turn ordered the Sentinels to draw swords. The eyes of the Sentinels saw red, and with a final nod from their commanders, they charged into the prisoner ranks.....swords swinging. The screams of the butchered women and the cries of the mangled children were heard over the roars of the Sentinels, and a literal cloud of blood covered the area. Dozens of body parts flew inot he air, only to land on the red sands of the beach. After mere minutes, all went silent as the blood soaked Sentinels starred won at the pile of meat that lay before them. 50 foot pikes were brought from the War Nerve, and any bodies that were semi-intact were laid ontop of the pikes. Thousands of corpses were pierced by the large spikes and hoisted into the air. Yet again, a river of blood flowed from the open wounds of the dead, and the pikes were driven deep into the sand. Two large signs were then contructed and placed at the head and rear of the forest of bodies, and in large print they read: " Know your place, and shut your face. -AMF-"
<Back at the Great Hall, ULE City; Automagfreek>
Lord Dreadfire was pleased as he saw the images from Austo Hungary roll in. Zander had learned well how to handle infidels, and his brutality was rivaled only by the Warlord himself. Damien glanced down at his watch, and a surprised expression came across his face. Wow....a new record if I do say so myself: Fastest and most brutal ass kicking ever.
***
People of the world, today we have witnessed the annihilation of Austo Hungary, a new nation that had the balls to challenge the might and resolve of Automagfreek.
The image cuts to the scene at the beach, where a forest of corpses had been erected by the Sentinels. Crows and vultures had begun feasting on the battered flesh of the dead Hungarian women and children.
This is what happens when I am called out, this is what happens when Automagfreek is laughed at and challenged. The Blood Feud is over, and much quicker than I expected. Austo Hungary had absolutly no military, as the Sentinels encountered no resistance. May this day be rememebered by all as a day when another follish nation was sent into the depths of Hell.
To the young and the arrogant, I say this: do not fuck with the Dread Fires. We know no mercy and we show no weakness. Remember New Spartha....remember Austo Hungary.
Sleep Now In The Fire.
http://67.18.37.14/40/9/upload/p3403.jpg (http://home.eznet.net/%7Edeck/fe/Finger%20Eleven_Slow%20Chemical.mp3)
---Damien the Destroyer---
-Supreme Warlord of AMF-
OOC: Not my most detailed work, but I don't feel like wasting anymore time on this now destroyed n00b. A 2 post squashing, nothing more to see here.
Due to your absence I can only assume that there is no resistance. I know you're not ignoring this because you are the one who declared war on me. Well, here it is....the end of Austo Hungary.
IC:
War Nerve, this is Ghostrider. The pattern is clear, commencing bombardment. Over and out.
The squadron of B2's broke formation and split into several smaller groups. Each group took a seperate direction towards the far sides of Austo Hungary while a larger contingent continued on towards the shorelines. The main striking force maintained it's high altitude as they begna their final approach. The B2's sighted in their targets below, mostly civilian structures, and began dropping thier massive ordinance on the unsuspecting people below. Bomb and after bomb left the bay doors and began it's slow falll towards the ground. Elsewhere, other B2 pilots were radioed their targets from the War Nerve after careful satellite analysis.
***At the same moment***
The War Nerve opened fire from a distance on the designated beach head with it's massive 16" guns. High explosive rounds screamed out from the massive barrels of the deck guns and large clouds of powder filled the air as other AMF vessels joined in the volly. Freek missile frigates began launching large vollies of Tomahawk cruise missiles at the beach head per advise of Freek intelligence. The War Nerve's rate of fire hastened as more and more high explosive rounds were loaded and launched, and after several minutes of unrelenting vollies Zander gave the order....
....for the first assault wave of 6,000 Sentinels began their massive push towards the shore. AMF destroyers followed close to the transports along with several groups of Freek subs. Shooting off the decks of the AMFS Invincible, 3 wings of F-14's took to the air and held a tight pattern around the transports, only breaking formation when the Sentinels were almost upon the shore. The fighter wings began their combat maneuvers and began launching multiple vollies of missiles at and visable military and civilian targets below.
***
The first transports were mere yards away from the sandy beaches as the transports opened fire with a series of 60mm mortar fire to provide cover for the bloodthirsty hoard of Sentinels that itched for a piece of the action. The beach was a complete warzone, covered in a thick smoke from the massive rain of ordinance, and at last the doors of the first transport flew open, and out rushed the first platoons of Sentinels. Running at full pace, they howled and screamed as they decended upon their foes, guns blazing.
Excellent, it has begun. Zander chuckled. Deploy waves 2, 3 and 4 on T minues 20 minutes. I want armor on that beach immediatly so that we can level these sons of bitches quickly. Keep the sorties going nonstop, and order the B2's to make their final approach.
A green deckhand saluted and scurried to the comms console and began rapidly relaying orders. Zander stepped out onto the rattling deck of the War Nerve as it's guns continued to blaze loudly. Move the fleets in so that we can continue to provide our forward elements with support. Zander shouted back into the command room. The deckhand wiped the sweat from his brow and nodded upon hearing Zander's request. Another round screamed from the 16" guns, but Zander did not flinch. instead, his eyes remained fixed on the shores of Austo Hungary.
{OOC: End of post 1}
<25 minutes after initial assult>
The engines of mighty B52 bombers roared to life on the airstrip of the AMF/APTO forward installation. Several wings of heavy bombers, and of all things C-130's, were given the green light to execute their orders. With great haste the bombers took to the clouldless sky, packed to the brim with ordinance. Their escort would meet up with them shortly courtesy of the carrier AMFS Invincible. From there, they would rally with the the B2's after they finished their runs on the outermost sections of Austo Hungary.
As the B52's took off, the B2's inside AH airspace continued to pound their targets below. MAssive bombs fell onto building and street alike, filling the area with a blinding wall of fire. AMF naval craft (A10's and F14's) brought up the rear, cleaning up any survivors that the bombers missed. As the B2's reached the far border of AH, they did a quick about-face and executed a "double arch" formation. When the formation is completed, the path of destruction resembles two arches crossing eachother in the center. AMF naval craft launched large vollies of missiles at select targets including radio towers, certain bridges, power plants and airports. As the Freek craft moved from one area to the next, an accompanyment of satellite guided cruise missiles flew in to once again kill anything that had survived not only the bombing run, but the fighter run as well.
<On the ground: 37 minutes after initial assult>
With the beach secured due to literally no resistance, the Sentinels began unloading en masse with large convoys of vehicles ranging from light armor to heavy main battle tanks. Squad Commanders shouted and gestured for the tanks to move out with haste towards the last remaining cities of Austo Hungary. Looks like all is going as planned. Bring the fleets in as close to the shore as we can get, I want to pour as much heat on them as we can. Zander shouted over the continuing gunfire as he stroked his beard growth. Within seconds the fleets did as ordered and began closing in on the mainland in as tight a formation as possible, but Freek subs stayed further out to sea to counter any fleets should they try to challenge Zander directly. 16" fire continued unrelentlessly on the mainland, especially on settlements. By the time my Sentinels get there, all they will find is rubble.
<On the front lines: 45 minutes later>
The Sentinels continuted to tear through any living thing they encountered. They did not bother engaging the seaside settlements, for they had already been leveled by the Freek fleets. The Sentinels surrounded and concentrated fire on what they could only deem as the "capitol" of Austo Hungary (due to the size of the city). Without care for their own safety, they charged headfirst into the streets with their SBP-90's blazing. They were supported by Paladin and M1A2 tanks that started leveling the city from the rear. Screams of the poor Hungarians were drowned out only by the scream of atrillery shells and the fire of machine guns. The Death Dealers that were planted into the Sentinel ranks ran full bore from building to building firing their .50 cals furiously. House to house, building to building, the Sentinels and Death Dealers massacred all in their sight, capturing only children and women. Any and all men that were found were either immediatly shot, or were taken aside and mutilated by a swarm of Freek swords. Several Sentinels took the severed heads of the innocents and mounted them on their vehicles, while others left the corpses where they lay.
<Back in the air, 15 minutes after siege of capitol>
The B2's had exhausted their bombs and prepared to head back to base. War Nerve, this is Ghostrider. Bomb bay's are clear, returning to base. The B2's reformed their patterns and took the most direct route out of the country. As they departed they were replaced by the B52's, C-130's, and Freek naval craft that had finally arrived. Ghostrider out, have fun guys.
The armada of planes took to the rear of the small country where the B2's had left off and began another greuling wave of ariel bombardments. The B52's began carpet bombing any major structures that the other planes missed, and as they did the C-130's broke off from the convoy. Going in seperate directions, the C-130's flew for about 10 minutes before opening their rear hatches. The first C-130 to do so was no more than several miles away from the B52 strikes, so he alerted the bombers of their actions. Payload's away, exercise caution.
The C-130 dropped it's MOAB onto the Hungarian settlement, then sharply gained altitude. The massive bomb fell towards the ground at breakneck speeds before going into it's detonation sequence. The resulting explosion made the cockpit windows shake on the C-130. Elsewhere across the country, other C-130's released their MOAB's on Hungarian installations.
War Nerve, this is Reaver, over. The rear of the country is scorched. We have no visuals on any targets, over. Please advise.
Upon hearing of this, Zander let out a bellowing laugh. Most excellent. All craft, make one more combat run then return to base. Sentinel units and armor are closing in fast on your position. Nice work, Lord Dreadfire will be pleased.
<Back on the ground, 2 hours later>
All 100,000 Sentinels had landed and moved in their seperate directions, attacking any target within eyeshot. The Sentinels searched the capitol furiously for the leader of Austo Hungary, but upon orders from Zander they abandoned their search and continued on in the massacre. Millions of Hungarians had been slaughtered without mercy, with the exception of a few thousand women and children. Large mountains of corpses littered the cities of Austo Hungary as the Sentinel's fury raged like a wildfire out of control. Satisfied with the level of carnage, the Sentinels were ordered to finish their maneuvers and return to the waiting fleets. The Sentinels cheered in victory as they began beating and raping their captured women and stealing any valuables that they could find that were left. Tanks contiuned to bulldoze numerous houses as the Sentienls began escorting their captive prisoners back to the beach.
Zander stood out on the deck of the War Nerve with a look of satisfaction on his face. Good work my children, we have taught the heathens a lesson here today. I pray that others will not need this lesson retaught to them. The first rounds of prisoners began making their way back to the beach as naval craft returned to the deck of the Invincible. The entire country had been scortched with hellfire and brimstone, and the bloodline of Austo Hungary was extinguished....save for those fortunate few that managed to hide.....like the leader of Austo Hungary.
<5 hours later>
With a majority of AMF troops near the beach, the Sentinels began lining up their prisoners, eyeing them as a hungry wolf eyes his prey. The Sentinels surrounded the entire groups of prisoners, and stepping through their ranks was none other than Zander himself. His expression was grin, and he spoke but only for a moment. Heathens of Austo Hungary, today you have felt the full wrath of Lord Dreadfire and the Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek. May the world never forget what happened here today, nor will they forget what is about to happen. May your God have mercy on your souls.
With that Zander gave a nod to the Squad Commanders, and they in turn ordered the Sentinels to draw swords. The eyes of the Sentinels saw red, and with a final nod from their commanders, they charged into the prisoner ranks.....swords swinging. The screams of the butchered women and the cries of the mangled children were heard over the roars of the Sentinels, and a literal cloud of blood covered the area. Dozens of body parts flew inot he air, only to land on the red sands of the beach. After mere minutes, all went silent as the blood soaked Sentinels starred won at the pile of meat that lay before them. 50 foot pikes were brought from the War Nerve, and any bodies that were semi-intact were laid ontop of the pikes. Thousands of corpses were pierced by the large spikes and hoisted into the air. Yet again, a river of blood flowed from the open wounds of the dead, and the pikes were driven deep into the sand. Two large signs were then contructed and placed at the head and rear of the forest of bodies, and in large print they read: " Know your place, and shut your face. -AMF-"
<Back at the Great Hall, ULE City; Automagfreek>
Lord Dreadfire was pleased as he saw the images from Austo Hungary roll in. Zander had learned well how to handle infidels, and his brutality was rivaled only by the Warlord himself. Damien glanced down at his watch, and a surprised expression came across his face. Wow....a new record if I do say so myself: Fastest and most brutal ass kicking ever.
***
People of the world, today we have witnessed the annihilation of Austo Hungary, a new nation that had the balls to challenge the might and resolve of Automagfreek.
The image cuts to the scene at the beach, where a forest of corpses had been erected by the Sentinels. Crows and vultures had begun feasting on the battered flesh of the dead Hungarian women and children.
This is what happens when I am called out, this is what happens when Automagfreek is laughed at and challenged. The Blood Feud is over, and much quicker than I expected. Austo Hungary had absolutly no military, as the Sentinels encountered no resistance. May this day be rememebered by all as a day when another follish nation was sent into the depths of Hell.
To the young and the arrogant, I say this: do not fuck with the Dread Fires. We know no mercy and we show no weakness. Remember New Spartha....remember Austo Hungary.
Sleep Now In The Fire.
http://67.18.37.14/40/9/upload/p3403.jpg (http://home.eznet.net/%7Edeck/fe/Finger%20Eleven_Slow%20Chemical.mp3)
---Damien the Destroyer---
-Supreme Warlord of AMF-
OOC: Not my most detailed work, but I don't feel like wasting anymore time on this now destroyed n00b. A 2 post squashing, nothing more to see here.