NationStates Jolt Archive

Backstory
Recent explorations around New Imperial Artica revealed a series of islands previously neglected. A team of scientists was dispatched to determine if the islands had resources suitable for exploitation. Upon landing, the scientists encountered a race of indigenous natives, and put aside their other work to study the natives. One of the scientists tried to take a blood sample from one of the natives, which disturbed the natives greatly, and in the ensuing chaos, the scientist was punched in the face. The scientists then fled and returned to the mainland.

Present Time
Lead Scientist Alfred Heinlym entered the throne room of Emperor Kellerman, bowing low before him. "What is this disturbance I hear of?" demanded the Emperor.

"My Lord, we have encounted hostile natives on one of our outlying islands. They have assaulted us without cause, as we tried to study them."

"This cannot go unpunished. How many natives would you estimate there were?"

"The islands are not very large, and the villages spread out through the jungle. We didn't get a very good look at all the villages, but I would say between 5 and 10 thousand."

"And how were they armed?"

"Very poorly. War seems unknown to them, but they hunt small rodents with sharpened sticks."

"This should be entertaining. General Hauptmann," said the Emperor, turning to the General of his armies, "dispatch a team of 2000 heavily armed and armoured commandos. You will conduct live-fire exercises on the outlying islands to better train our troops for jungle combat. All native forces are to be exteriminated, including women and children; we don't want an uprising later, not after what we've just been through. And keep this quite, we don't want the people, or theinternational community to find out about this particular operation."

"Yes, my master," replied the General, saluting his commander-in-chief. Within three hours, the commandos were en route to their "exercise."

"I can't abide by the destruction of an entire race of people," thought Alfred Heinlym. "But what can I do? If I interfere in any way, I will surely be convicted of High treason, and put to death, along with my family." He sat in his room, with the lights off, feeling guilty that his report was to result in the deaths of so many people. Feeling responsible for the forthcoming carnage, he couldn't take anymore.

"I've got to do SOMETHING! Even if it results in my own death." He thought of his wife and young child, knowing they too would be killed if he was caught. "Can't be helped. I've got myself into this, I have to do something."

As Lead Scientist for the Ministry of Resources and Exploration, he had a high security. Using it, he gained entrance to a government communications facility, and sent out a plea for help:
"If anyone can hear me, please help! The government of New Imperial Artica is about to slaughter innocent natives on the islands to the north-east of the mainland! Extermination forces have already been sent, time is short! Please come quicktly, we nee--"

His communication was cut short as a bullet exploded through his head and the gunshot drowned out all other sound in the room. Security knew they would be punished for allowing the traitor to send his message, and so they then vented their frustration by repeatedly shooting the dead scientist's body.

"Security Team Gamma Yellow, this is Rho Blue Leader. Lead Scientist Alfred Heinlym has committed heinous acts against the government. You are to carry out the immediate execution of his family. Ensure you kill his child first, and make the mother watch."

Secret IC: I need 1,000 natives for bioweapons tests. If you get them i'll pay $5000 for each.

Secret IC reply:
These terms are acceptable, however, to prevent any possible leaking of these events, all the natives must be lobotomized first, at your expense. Were you looking for strong, able males only, or women and children too?

President Schaeffer had been sitting at his desk when the communication was brought to his attention by General Smyth, "Sir, from what we can figure there's could be up to ten thousand natives killed."

"Enact a blockade of the islands, and deploy airborne forces to hunt down any of their forces there," ordered the president.

"Isn't that a little drastic for an opening move?" asked Smyth.

"We need to make it known that we won't stand for this... now get it done," replied Schaeffer.

"Yes Sir, right away."

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To: Emperor Kellerman, New Imperial Artica
From: President Schaeffer, Aequatio

We have learned of your recent plans to exterminate the native peoples of the islands and have decided to act against your nation by enacting a blockade of the island and deploying our own Republic's forces to expell or if necessary, eliminate your nation's troops.

We suggest that you cease your actions.

Emperor Kellerman addressed his General. "The traitor's comunication was intercepted. Our plans have been revealed. Order the commandos to make haste, they have a good head start over Aequatio, and are much closer to begin with. I want ALL natives dead and burned before their force arrives. Also, ready our Longsword bombers and equip them with the Longsword cruise missiles. And as an extra precaution, have our ballistic missile silos on alert. If our commandos are interrupted, I want those islands completely destroyed."

As the troops poured onto shore, Cpt. Mauser radioed into headquarters. "How long till the Aequatio force arrives?"

"Our radar shows they are still at least an hour away. Emperor Kellerman himself has ordered that all natives must be killed and burned before they arrive. You have your work cut out for you."

Mauser flicked off his radio, he didn't have time to waste. "We're splitting up! Team Alpha, you're with me on this island, Beta, you're taken the island to the north east, and Gamma, I want you to take care of the island to the east. We have orders to kill everything moving and dispose of it, so load up with a flamethrower for every 5 man squad! We have hostiles inbound, ETA 1 hour, so MOVE YOUR ASSES!"

"SIR YES SIR!" his troops replied as one, and moved out, like the highly trained killing machines they were. Mauser knew this wouldn't take long.

The Air Force C-17 transports flew high above the water carrying their payload of all 3,000 combat personnel of the 3rd Airborne Brigade and their heavy equipment, covered by Navy F-35N fighters from the fleet carrier RNS Avalanche, they made their final approach to the island.

The rest of the Naval Task Force was traversing the waters a few hundred kilometres behind the aircraft, they would not arrive for at least a few hours, but that did not mean the paratroopers would be alone to defend themselves, Navy strike craft were ready to scramble to provide support to the soldiers.

There was a buzz on his intercom. Looking up from a mountain of paperwork which he'd hoped he'd be able to delegate but failed, Imperial Regent De Moins reached for the reply button, and spoke out.

"Yes, Ms. Hall. What is it?"

"Sir, I have a report of possible Government-sponsored atrocities on an island owned by New Imperial Artica. I'm sending it through now." The intercom died as his Secretary finished transmitting, and simultaneously a screen rose from a blank area of his desk, buzzed to life, and flashed a report of a communique, along with a footnote from the Ministry for Overseas Crises.

Skimming through the note, the Imperial Regent took in the information - mostly just the written version of the verbal transmission, and sighed. Over the past few months, the Ministry for Overseas Crises has been steadily growing in its communications with him. It seemed the world was going mad - more and more nations were leaping at the opportunity to massacre peoples they didn't want, and an alarming number were trying to seek the moral high-ground for their actions by justifying themselves with various phony excuses which brought nothing but outrage to the people of Falastur.

Reading the footnote from the Ministry, he looked over a few details, and saw the words he had been hoping not to see.

"...We have observed this area of New Imperial Artica over the past 30 minutes. It took only a short time to spot several military transports heading for the island. Our conclusion is that these are the execution teams spoken of..."

De Moins cursed under his breath. Brilliant! Just what I need! Another mass human rights violation, and it's my duty to move against it. Sighing loudly, he called an Aide, and began dictating an official response.

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Official Governmental Response:

To: Emperor Kellerman, New Imperial Artica
From: Emperor Matthew IV and Imperial Regent De Moins, Falastur

We have recently heard of news that you plan to commit a horrendous act of abuse against human rights against your own citizens. This sickens both ourselves, and the entire population of our nation, and we are sure this also goes for many many other nations around the world. We are determined to bring this episode to a peaceful and fair conclusion. Hencely, we have decided to offer you terms for the safety of these people. We do not wish to use force to ensure the safety of these people, but having recieved a communique from a citizen of your country, we are obliged to the help these poor citizens, and we will use force if necessary. We therefore offer you the following options:

- You publicly announce that you will not carry out these acts, and remove the "execution squads" from this island immediately. We will maintain surveillance of the island to ensure no harm comes to these citizens.
- If you do not wish to accept this offer, then we offer refuge to these citizens in our own country. We will cover all costs, we will transport them to our country, and look after them permanently henceforth. You need never worry about them again.
- If you will not accept either of these terms, we will be forced to send troops to evacuate these citizens ourselves. If we are too late, we will eliminate your execuation squads, and then return to our country.

I advise you reply promptly. We will not wait long.

As Cpt. Mauser's troopers advanced through the jungle, he heard the drone of a distant aircraft. "What the hell is that?!" he yelled. Locating the source with his binoculars, he grabbed his radio. "Strike Force Command, this is Mauser. We have inbound C-17. Are they ours??"

"Negative Captain, expect a hostile response."

"How they hell did they scramble C-17s that fast??! Aequatio isn't THAT close. They must have some crazy kind of carrier launch for transport aircraft or something. Anyway, no time to consider this seeming inconsistancy." He flicked his radio over to the team band "All teams, we are PULLING OUT, repeat WE ARE WITHDRAWING IMMEDIATELY!"

Turning to his team, he yelled "Alright, you heard me men, we're moving, GO GO GO!" As they ran for their transport, he radioed back to base. "Mauser. We are withdrawing. Launch a missile strike after the C-17s drop their troopers. They may notice some of us moving, but they won't have any way of knowing our whole force is withdrawing, a C-17 isn't exactly equipped for recon. They'll still land to secure the island, and when they do, we'll wipe them out along with the natives."

In his massive executive office, President R.L. XX recieves some disturbing news...

R.L.: Is this true?!?!

Aid: Yes, Mr. President, New Imperial is exterminating all natives on some outlying islands.

R.L.: Just because they slugged a scientist for trying to get a blood sample?

Aid: I know it seems rash sir, but-

R.L.: Are you kidding? It's hilarious! I wish to go over there personally and congradulate the Emperor. This is the best laugh I had all day!

With that the President and his aid climbed aboard his personal Blackhawk and set out for the Imperial Palace in Artica.

To: Emperor Kellerman
From: President J.L.

As a fellow member of the CAD region, I will in no way intervene in your affairs, which are certainly of no concern to us. However, I disprove of your actions, and must humbly and courteously but strongly implore you to reconsider your options, rather than slaughter these people. I am quite certain this can be resolved without bloodshed.

Secret IC reply:
These terms are acceptable, however, to prevent any possible leaking of these events, all the natives must be lobotomized first, at your expense. Were you looking for strong, able males only, or women and children too?

Secret IC: Strong males would be best, we need some for use in hazardous enviornments, such as cleaning up bodies left by bioweapons tests.

The Blackhawk landed on the palace's roof and R.L. made his way to the throne room.

R.L.: Well, Emperor Kellerman, I must say, I haven't had a laugh like that in while. Extermination because they punched a scientist in the face? Bravo! I trust things are on schedule?

An underling ran into Emperor Kellerman's throneroom. Prostrating himself on the floor, he said "Emperor! Aequatio's paratroopers have landed on the islands!"

"Hmm.... have our troops made it off the island yet."

"Er... not yet sir."

"Well, it can't be helped." Pressing a button on his throne control-panel, he said simpe "Fire."

The ballistic missiles shot from their silos and streaked towards the islands. They, and all their current occupiers, would be molten slag within 20 seconds.

[OOC. I've gotta head off. I don't think I'll be on again till tomorrow.]

Again, we beg NIA to reconsider. We'll happily accept the natives as refugees.

The Parthians: I must apologize that our deal will not be able to proceed. Due to external interference, we have had to resort to a back-up plan which will not lend itself to taking test subjects. Again, I apologize, but Aequatio has forced our hand.

To R.L. "Yes, thank you President, everything is proceeding nicely. Come, have a drink with me and watch my personal satellite footage of what is about to transpire."

(OOC: My formidable class carrier is designed to carry C-17 aircraft in replacement of an air wing.)

IC:

The transports flew over the island and as soon as they were over the designated landing zones, the sky filled with parachutes, troopers and light guns fell from the planes and landed in clearings and fields on the jungle island.

Almost immedately as they landed, officers quickly rallied together their soldiers and a makeshift perimeter of foxholes was setup as others blew down trees with demolitions and helped in the hasty construction of an airstrip so that the C-17 transports could return with the brigade's armour.

Secret IC: Very well then, we shall not bother.

OOC: Not to rush you, but 'twould be nice to get some kind of reply to my official communication with you. Don't mind too much if you can't do it now, but 'twould be nice to get a reply. Thanks :)

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To R.L. "Yes, thank you President, everything is proceeding nicely. Come, have a drink with me and watch my personal satellite footage of what is about to transpire."[/QUOTE]

R.L.: Why thank you, I would be happy to. You see, aside from inspecting a new space station, I haven't gone abroad that much. This is a nice change of pace.

With that, R.L. poured some wisky into a glass and pulled up a seat, watching the screen to see what would happen next...

Official Communication to Emperor Matthew IV and Imperial Regent De Moins, Falastur:
This is an internal matter of New Imperial Artica. It does not pertain to you, and you will not become involved. We are merely disciplining some rogue factions of our population who have made an attack on a government agent. Our laws are our own concern, and not negotiable with outside forces, so I warn you to back off.
Emperor Kellerman of New Imperial Artica

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As Emperor Kellerman and President R.L. reclined in the throneroom, they watched on the screen as the missiles streaked onto the screen, before everything went white. When the video returned, all that remained of the three islands was a smoking ruin. No tree or building still stood. Emperor Kellerman pressed a button on his throne control panel. "Status report"

"Preliminary reports suggest everything was wiped out. The Aequatios had just landed, and were also destroyed, but the C-17s were outside the blast radius. They will no doubt have seen the explosions and report back to base."

"Let them go, so far we are in the right. They were foreign invaders on our sovereign soil. We don't want to start an international incident."

"Yes, sir."

"What were our losses?"

"Teams Alpha and Gamma are lost, sir. Team Beta had reached their objective before the recall order came in, so they survived."

"That's unfortunate, Cpt. Hauptman was a good man, and he had a good team. There will be a state memorial service in his honour."

"I will arrange it, my leige."

"Keep our forces on highest alert. I have the feeling the Aequatios won't take the loss of their paratroopers lightly, no matter how justified we were."

President Schaeffer sat in his office, the news of the strike against the islands had just reached him. He looked at General Smyth and asked solemnly, "How many?"

"All three thousand," replied Smyth, "The entire brigade."

"What can we do now?" said Schaeffer, eyeing the drawer in his desk which contained the launch codes for the ballistic missile subs in the fleet.

"Since the strike wasn't against our own soil, our doctrine states that we cannot respond with our own missiles," explained the general, "But we can launch strikes at the nation's military installations and infrastructure with our ships in the area of operations."

"All right, make it so... but strike at their cities as well, we'll make them hurt badly for this."

"Yes Sir."

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Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

Admiral Waters stood on the bridge of the RNS Shrike when a young lieutenant walked over and handed her the orders from Central Command, she read over the paper and noticed it had come straight from the top, "Lieutenant, have the crew prepare the launch tubes for Tomahawk missiles with conventional warheads, pass the orders along to the cruisers Horizon and Reliant and the destroyer Gurkha."

Several targets were chosen for missile strikes, including many around and within the confines of the New Imperial Artica capital city, which included many supposed communication and military facilities inside the city and a power plant just outside the city. Over a dozen missiles were fired in the first volley.

Kane Gurloukivich, just receiving word of this incident in which was completely inane, was slightly shocked that a nation just killed an entire population of an island, including another nations military personnel.

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Secret IC:
Kane, sitting at his desk, pressed a button on the intercom, with a vengeanful voice, said "Please send this message to President Shaeffer of Aequatio."
"Yes, Sir" was the response

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Message to President Shaeffer
From Emporer Kane Gurloukivich

We realize what your are doing in light of the recent events involving N.I.A.
We are hear to fully support you and give you aid, should you ever need it.
Upon your permission and confirmation, we would like to send 40 CVN-68 Nimitz class ships to aid your naval attack. The ships will be empty, free for you do land any planes you would like. All ships com equipped with adequit crewmen, excluding any pilots your need for your aircraft

We hope you except our help
thank you,
Kane Gurloukivich
Emperor of Neo-Wu

***Uplink to Aequatian SatCom System Established***

***Open Transmission to: The Imperial Dominion of Neo-Wu***

***Encrypting Message...***

***...

...

...Encrypting Complete***

To: Emporer Kane Gurloukivich, Neo-Wu
From: President Schaeffer, Aequatio

We thank you for your support, however, ships or submarines which are capable of launching land-attack missiles would be much more useful to our operations than empty carriers, as we do not have a sufficient amount of aircraft in the area to fill 40 Nimitz class carriers.

***End Transmission***

***Disconnecting from SatCom System***

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Somewhere in New Imperial Artica Territorial Waters

The RNS Triumph quietly moved through the water 50 metres below the surface, its arsenal of Trident II missiles sat together inside its sleek body... the crew was so anxious to launch, they could swear they could hear the missiles crying to them to open the launch doors.

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Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

A second group of warships joined up with the fleet that had taken up position within N.I.A. waters. The fleet had grown to twenty fully-fledged combat ships, not including the submarines that were lurking and keeping their "eyes" and torpedo tubes open for enemy vessels foolish enough to come close enough.

Sgt. Lundgren could believe what his displays were telling him. "ALERT! Inbound missiles towards the capital!!" As the Imperial City is several hundred miles inland, he knew they still had a few minutes before impact. He couldn't believe the arrogance of Aequatio, attacking a sovereign nation without provocation.

The Patriot launchers spit forth their missiles, and streaked towards the inbound missiles. Six the missiles were destroyed, but seven continued on to their targets. A communications center within Imperial City was completely destroyed, along with several adjacent civilian buildings. A nuclear power-plant on the outskirts of the city was also destroyed, spreading radioactive dust over the countryside and into a small area of Imperial City. The guidance system on one of the missiles was faulty, or perhaps damaged in the Patriot defense, and instead hit a heavily populated civilian area.

Emperor Kellerman fumed on his throne. "What are our losses?" he demanded of a subordinate.

"Our communications center was completely destroyed, along with around 240 personnel. Fortunately, it was a redundant center, and we can pick up the slack with remaining centers. We have reports of 38 civilian deaths in the surrounding area. A privately owned nuclear power station was also destroyed, no reports on human loss yet. Civilians have begun pouring into hospitals for radiation sickness treatment however. It's too soon to say how many will die from the radiation. The most human loss was a misguided missile though. It destroyed an apartment complex, and the collapse of the apartment took out two other nearby apartments. Reports are still coming in, but so far over 600 innocent civilians are feared dead."

"This is an atrocity, a deliberate attack on a civilian center! I want huge media coverage! Get some foreign reporting services in there to document the carnage, I want international OUTRAGE over this unprecedented attack! Issue a formal statement asking for the support of all countries in pushing back these aggressors."

"At once, sir!"

"General! We would seem to be even more the vicitims if we were to not respond to this attack, but I cannot allow them to launch further strikes against our civilians. Order our scrambled Longsword bombers to launch a full cruise missile assault on their ships. I also want a ballistic missile attack on their ships should any survive the cruise missiles."

"At once, Your Greatness. It is odd they did not attack targets of military value, such as our airfields or missile silos. Fortunate for us, however. What about the submarines we have detected with offshore sonar?"

"We will have to reply on our minefields for now. Once the carriers are destroyed, we will be free to launch bombers to take out the subs."

"Your orders will be carried out, my lord," replied the General, bowing low, before backing out of the room. He gave the orders, and the Longswords spread out, launching two cruise missiles at every ship, and from multiple directions to make missile defence more difficult. Hugging the sea, the missiles would prove to be difficult to take out. The ballisitic missile silos were also on highest alert, awaiting word of any surviving ships before they launched their lethal contents.

And before this had even transpired, live, grisly footage of the destruction of the apartment complexes was being beamed worldwide.

R.L.: If you need any aid in this matter, you know where to look. I'd best be going, I don't wnat to be in your way.

With that, he and his aid baid farewell and boarded the Blackhawk to return to Ruthless Slaughter.

The Doom Citadel, Doomingsland

"What!? More people violating our allies sovereighnty? What's the reason?" said Emporer Helldawg to his aid.

"Well, m'lord, apparently their pissed that he nuked a bunch of natives on one of his islands for socking a scientist, and they had a brigade sized unit their when the nuke hit."

"Oh, I guess that's understandable, I know I'd be pissed. Nonetheless, we must stand by our ally, however thick headed and overkill-ish he is..."

"Of course, shall I deploy more men?"

"No, the current complement should be enough, if they need any assistance in an anti-fleet retaliation, let them know we're on the stand by."

"Right away!" and with that, he ran down the spiral stairs to transmit his orders.

ooc: This is really good. Tag for future reading, and possible involvement.

"You know Matt, I should be horrified by this attack on the natives." The emporer was walking the halls of the Austian palace with his cousain, Prince Matthew.

"I'm sure you should, Sire." The tall man looked down on the boy, a mchild who controlled more power than many, "however I'm not, if it was anything to do with Aust I'd do the same. Except with the natives as slaves of course."

"I know sire. There is a general shortage of new blood slaves in the palace." The Emporer had told him this before. The only slaves left in the palace now where old slaves or there children. The Emporer was getting board with them.

The Emporer pressed a button on his arm pad, summoning up one of those slaves now. He ordered a glass of champagn and carried on walking. "So, we need more slaves."

"yes, sire, but where to get them from?"

"New Imperial Artica."

"But, sire, we cannot risk having a all out war."

"I balive we can. We shall make a few raids. Get the satalights on them and discover the weekest part of there defnces or there colonys defences. Then prepare a raid on those coloneys. It does not have to be much, a few transports with escorts. Maybe a Helecopter squadron with a escort. We land. Take some slaves from a village and get out."

"yes, sire." The Emporer took his champagn from the slave and began sipping it. Matthew found it strange, a 14 year old drinking achole.

"get on it straight away."

"at once sire."

OOCL Sorry about the poor quality. Just got back from Rugby training, knackered.

War Room, The Palisade, Somewhere in Aequatio

President Schaeffer sat at the head of a large boardroom style table lined on each side with advisors and military leaders, he finished reading over the reports of the damage inflicted on the N.I.A. capital and looked around the room, "What do we need to do as our next move now that we've done this much?"

General Smyth spoke up from his seat, "Well, Sir, a likely move would be to either disable or destroy the fleet or expell them. We need to keep that forward position until we can deploy more troops to the area should we need to attack the nation's mainland."

"What possible weapons could they use against the fleet?" asked Admiral Harrison.

A younger admiral spoke up, "Most likely cruise missiles fired from mobile launchers or aircraft."

"Yes, but from what we've seen, they won't hesitate to use a nuclear weapon against the fleet, I suggest we hit their land-based ballistic missiles... stop them before they get a chance to hit our fleet," suggested Marshal Whitfield, "Use stealth bombers covered by fighters from the carriers to knock out, and should we need it, the Triumph is in the area to fall back on."

"Fall back on?" said the president, obviously annoyed with Whitfield, "We shouldn't have to fall back on anything."

"Sir, with all due respect, I was just saying that we can destroy them completely should the need arise," replied the Marshal, somewhat sheepishly.

"Well, I certainly do not want them to use their nuclear weapons again... Marshal, how long until you can get B-2's in the air?" asked Schaeffer.

"Within eight hours, Sir," answered Whitfield.

"Harrison, I want the carriers that have fighter wings to prepare them to scramble so that they may cover the bombers," ordered the president, "And have the ships that can launch another strike against the capital, targets should include power stations, communications and radar facilities."

"Yes Sir," replied the admiral as he and an aide went over the orders and prepared them for Admiral Waters.

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Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

The orders came through again and Waters went over them, with the addition of the second battlegroup, she had more missile-capable vessels at her disposal.

The battlecrusier Shrike along with the missile cruisers Horizon, Reliant and Miranda, destroyer Gurkha and the frigate Spider prepared their vertical launch tubes for firing Tomahawk missiles against the ordered targets within the N.I.A. capital city. Another power plant outside the city was chosen along with airports, airfields and communication facilities. Nearly two dozen missiles were fired in this sitting against the targets to for the N.I.A. defence systems.

F-35N fighters were being prepared for their escort mission onboard the carriers Furious and Puma, 54 aircraft stood below decks being fueled and armed with air-to-air missiles. Soon they would be in the air, ready to cover the bombers as they flew silently over N.I.A. to their targets. The Avalanche launched its second AWACS patrol of E-2 Hawkeyes to keep watch over the fleet along with a flight of EA-6B Prowler electronic warfare aircraft to protect it should the enemy launch an attack.

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Hawker Air Force Base, Arrio, Aequatio

B-2 Spirit bombers were being fueled and armed for launch as their respective crews were being briefed on the targets, the land-based ballistic missile systems within N.I.A. Hopefully this would knock the nation's nuclear deterrent from the picture and the Navy could pick up from there. An entire squadron was being prepared, twenty-four aircraft in all.

Pain AFB, NIA

"Sir, this just came in from the high command." said a messanger to General Jacobs, commander of the Doomingsland garrison in New Imperial Artica.





To-Jacobs, General, DLAF
From-Imperial High Command
Priority-Alpha

General,

It has come to our attention the there have been multiple attacks and unauthorized fleet movements in New Imperial Artica. This message is verifying authorization to use all resources at your disposal to defend the mainland,

Your's Truley,

General Khan, Imperial High Command






The general looked somewhat happy.

"What is it sir?"

"Authorization to help our allies."

"I'll scramble the fighters ASAP!"

"Good, move out."
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Two Raptor squadrons and an F35A JSF squadron (25 each) took off from the base, and headed toward the Aquatian fleet, supported by an E767. At a range of 100 miles, each JSF released a Deadfish anti-ship missile (travels at mach 2, good luck shooting it down), with five missiles targetting each carrier, and the left over missiles targetting random destroyers and cruisers. Their Raptor escorts launched two Pheonix II missiles each at the enemy air patrols around the fleet, each fighter targetting a different aircraft, but making sure to target the AWACS. If there were to many missiles, than some aircraft would have multiple missiles on them.
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Message to Aquatio-


We offer an immediate peaceful solution-

1. You will completely withdraw from NIA waters, and make reparations from the damage done to the capital.
2. We will make reparations from the damage done to your fleet.
3. Both sides will return to pre-war conditions.

If you do not find these terms satisfactory, the war will continue. If that is so, than keep in mind that we did not attack you on your soil, please follow suit.

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Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

The few AWACS E-2 Hawkeye and the escort EA-6B Prowler aircraft were eliminate by the overkill of the Pheonix missiles as the Deadfish ASM streaked towards the ships.

Warnig sirens sounded throughout all the ships in the fleet, automated systems already on standby awoke and prepared to defend the vessels. Seawolf missiles fired from their launch tubes and set themselves to intercept the enemy missiles (Seawold Block 2 missiles can intercept 4.5-inch shells, so should have no problem hitting missiles), of the 15 missiles heading towards the carriers, ten were knocked out of the air as the Goalkeeper systems took out three of the remaining missiles to leave a pair of missiles to come in low over the water and strike the flight deck and one of the catapults on the Avalanche, putting her out of action as an aircraft platform.

Similar systems onboard the surrounding cruisers, destroyers and frigates followed suit and knocked out seven of the ten Deadfish. Of those that managed to get through the wall of defence missiles and 30mm rounds, one struck the stern of the destroyer Electra, the superstructure of the frigate Delta and the bow of the frigate spear. Casualties influcted on the smaller vessels were low, except for the Delta which was put out of action by the strike, but enough to put the ships into a frenzy as the crews rushed to control the damage and keep the vessels afloat.

News of the attack was relayed to Central Command in Aequatio and the fighters onboard the carriers Furious and Puma which were being prepared for bomber escort were ordered to launch to counterattack the Doomingsland aircraft launched from N.I.A. The 54 F-35N fighters were scrambled from the carriers and quickly pursued the enemy fighters at full speed, each armed with two Pheonix and four AMRAAM air-to-air missiles.

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The F-35N fighters managed to catch up with the Doomingsland aircraft and the squadron commander spoke over the intercom, "Alpha, Bravo and Charlie wing, go after those F-35 fighters. Wings Delta through India, your job is to take out those Raptors, engage with the Pheonix missiles and once you get in range, fire those AMRAAMs, if there are any left after that, engage with guns."

The wing commanders each responded with an, "Affirmative," as they relayed the orders to their planes and each wing changed course to attack the enemy fighters.

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War Room, The Palisade, Somewhere in Aequatio

"Sir, they want us to stand down and pay reparations to N.I.A. for the damage done to their capital, and they willpay us reparations for the damage done to our fleet," said an aide as he read from a paper.

"Who is offering this?" asked the president.

"Doomingsland, Sir, they were the ones who attacked our ships with their aircraft," replied the aide.

"We will do no such thing, we must punish N.I.A. for their disregard in the use of nuclear weapons," said Schaeffer, "Tell them that our operations will continue as planned."

"Yes Sir."

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***Uplink to Aequatian SatCom System Established***

***Open Transmission to: The Dark Empire of Doomingsland***

***Encrypting Message...***

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...Encrypting Complete***

To: Imperial High Command, Doomingsland
From: President Schaeffer, Aequatio

Aequatian forces shall not stand down and we will continue our operations as planned.

***End Transmission***

***Disconnecting from SatCom System***

"SkyEye here, you've got mulitple incoming bandits at vector 060. One three zero miles, and closing fast."

"Affirmative, SkyEye, this is Hellspawn One, will keep bandits off of the JSF's asses. Hellspawn squadron, head to vector 060, and engage enemy aircraft."

"This is Draco One, all units head to 060 and engage."

"This is Cobra one, all aircraft head to vector 060 and engage."

All 75 aircraft turned completely around to engage the enemy aircraft. The Raptors still had 4 AMRAAMs and 2 Sidewinders, while JSFs had 2 AMMRAAMs and 2 Sidewinders. When the aircraft got within 20 miles, they released their AMRAAMs at the enemy aircraft, and closed to engage with sidewinders and cannons.

Losses-8 JSFs, 11 Raptors

The Doom Citidel, Doomingsland

"My lord, the Aquatians have refused our offer."

"Fools! We will make them pay. Scramble the Longswords, and wipe their fleet out. All of them." this was followed by 5 minutes of maniacle laughter, then the emporer went back to playing Halo, as he was supposedly on vacation.

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Doom AFB, Doomingsland

20 Longsword bombers were luanched, each one armed with 8 LSLRM missiles each. Their mission would be to annihilate the enemy surface fleet. They immediatly climbed to an altitude of 60,000 feet, and accelerated to mach 3.

After half an hour, they were within range (NIA and I share a border). At 900 miles away, they each released their payload, targetting the carriers with 20 missiles each, and the remaining ships with the rest. The missiles were SCRAMjets, and accelerated to mach 7, and climbed to 100,000 feet. When they were over the enemy fleet, they dove down, accelerating to mach 8,
and flew toward the decks of the carriers.

Message to Aquatio

Our offer still stands, we advise you take it.

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The Navy fighters stayed in the fight and pulled every trick they could to get some advantage over the outnumbering enemy force, using their VTOL engines to outmaneuver the faster Raptor fighters. A second wave of 27 F-35N fighters were being prepared for launch from the carriers, they just needed to stay in the fight long enough for their comrades to arrive.

Losses: 18 F-35N fighters.

The Raptors also made use of their VTOL engines, and their superior air-to-air capabilities, many of them ganging up on the enemy fighters. Many of the pilots were combat veterans, and the squadron leaders were aces. The JSFs would act as distractions to the enemy fighters, while a Raptor would sneak up and launch an AMRAAM or sidewinder. In some cases guns had to be used. The squadron leaders had recieved a communique of the strike on the enemy fleet. They merely would have to lure the enemy fighters out, so they would have no place to land. Another squadron of Raptors was on the way to the battle.

losses-7 JSFs, 5 F22s


OOC:Kinda hard to RP a dogfight, don't ya think?

Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

The few AWACS E-2 Hawkeye and the escort EA-6B Prowler aircraft were eliminate by the overkill of the Pheonix missiles as the Deadfish ASM streaked towards the ships.

Warnig sirens sounded throughout all the ships in the fleet, automated systems already on standby awoke and prepared to defend the vessels. Seawolf missiles fired from their launch tubes and set themselves to intercept the enemy missiles (Seawold Block 2 missiles can intercept 4.5-inch shells, so should have no problem hitting missiles), of the 15 missiles heading towards the carriers, ten were knocked out of the air as the Goalkeeper systems took out three of the remaining missiles to leave a pair of missiles to come in low over the water and strike the flight deck and one of the catapults on the Avalanche, putting her out of action as an aircraft platform.

Similar systems onboard the surrounding cruisers, destroyers and frigates followed suit and knocked out seven of the ten Deadfish. Of those that managed to get through the wall of defence missiles and 30mm rounds, one struck the stern of the destroyer Electra, the superstructure of the frigate Delta and the bow of the frigate spear. Casualties influcted on the smaller vessels were low, except for the Delta which was put out of action by the strike, but enough to put the ships into a frenzy as the crews rushed to control the damage and keep the vessels afloat.

News of the attack was relayed to Central Command in Aequatio and the fighters onboard the carriers Furious and Puma which were being prepared for bomber escort were ordered to launch to counterattack the Doomingsland aircraft launched from N.I.A. The 54 F-35N fighters were scrambled from the carriers and quickly pursued the enemy fighters at full speed, each armed with two Pheonix and four AMRAAM air-to-air missiles.

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The F-35N fighters managed to catch up with the Doomingsland aircraft and the squadron commander spoke over the intercom, "Alpha, Bravo and Charlie wing, go after those F-35 fighters. Wings Delta through India, your job is to take out those Raptors, engage with the Pheonix missiles and once you get in range, fire those AMRAAMs, if there are any left after that, engage with guns."

The wing commanders each responded with an, "Affirmative," as they relayed the orders to their planes and each wing changed course to attack the enemy fighters.

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War Room, The Palisade, Somewhere in Aequatio

"Sir, they want us to stand down and pay reparations to N.I.A. for the damage done to their capital, and they willpay us reparations for the damage done to our fleet," said an aide as he read from a paper.

"Who is offering this?" asked the president.

"Doomingsland, Sir, they were the ones who attacked our ships with their aircraft," replied the aide.

"We will do no such thing, we must punish N.I.A. for their disregard in the use of nuclear weapons," said Schaeffer, "Tell them that our operations will continue as planned."

"Yes Sir."

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***Uplink to Aequatian SatCom System Established***

***Open Transmission to: The Dark Empire of Doomingsland***

***Encrypting Message...***

***...

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...Encrypting Complete***

To: Imperial High Command, Doomingsland
From: President Schaeffer, Aequatio

Aequatian forces shall not stand down and we will continue our operations as planned.

***End Transmission***

***Disconnecting from SatCom System***

XO:Sir, we're picking up a large fleet concentration, Aquetian.

Capt.: Well, they're in our waters, can't say they didn't ask for it. Attention Absolution Fleeet, we're engaging the Aquetian Fleet. Plot course and preapare anti missile and air defenses.

OOC: Just FYI, Absolution Fleet has
20 Connery class battleships
2 Yorktown class carriers
5 Hurricane class nuclear attack subs
The Yorktowns have a fighter compliment of 40 F-22 Raptors each and 5 RAH-66 Commanches each

Tower: Ravager Squadron, you are clear for takeoff on runways 2-10.

With that, 50 A-10s took off, followed by a Raptor escort of 20. Their destination: The Aquetian fleet intruding in RS waters on their way to NIA.

Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

Once again, sirens and warnings broke the silence around the fleet as the LSLRM missiles streaked towards the fleet. The Seawold missiles fired again against the missiles as they rained from the sky towards the carriers and surrounding ships. A majority of the missiles fired at the carriers were stopped except for those heading for the already damaged Avalanche, eight missiles slammed into the flight deck of the super carrier and ravaged it, putting the behemoth out of action for good. Two managed to get through the defences of the Furious and four through the Puma's defence systems. Both of the Puma's catapults, its launch deck and its radar were put out of action as one of the Furious' cataults and one of its aircraft elevators.

The remaining ships managed to use their combined defence systems to knock out many of the incoming missiles, however a few weren't so lucky to avoid damage.
- The cruiser Horizon was struck by two missiles on her bow turret and superstructure crews have damage control in action.
- The destroyer Electra was hit by two on her stern and superstructure and a third which penetrated through the stern and her hull. With already many casualties, the Electra went under as her surviving crew scrambled for the life rafts.
- The frigate Spear was struck again by two missiles which destroyed her bow turret and helipad, her crew managed to initiate damage control.
- The already out of action frigate Delta was struck again by two missiles on her superstructure and helicopter storage, destroying her single CH-53 Sea Stallion stowed away within the ship's small hanger.
- The destroyer Bulldog was hit by two missiles on her helipad and helicopter storage and her crew has began makeshift repairs on the damaged hull.
- The frigate Spider was hit all along her length, taking hits to her bow turret, superstructure and stern. She began to list badly to starboard but thanks to the speed of the crew, managed to stay afloat.

After witnessing the damage inflicted on her fleet, Admiral Waters ordered that strikes be made against the Pain AFB in N.I.A. to eliminate some of the Doomingsland air power, the cruisers Reliant and Miranda along with the battlecrusier Shrike fired Tomahawk missiles against the base, ten missiles were fired in total.

The fleet submarines Desedna, Rhanda and Canak lay under the water and were ordered to fire cruise missiles against targets in the N.I.A. capital, government buildings were the primary targets for the six HyStrike missiles which burst from the water and through the air at Mach 7 towards their targets.

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Realizing that the reinforcements weren't coming after the missile attack on the fleet, the F-35N fighters broke off their attack and slipped above the clouds as they returned their the only carrier left operational in the task force.

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Anson Air Force Base, Magna Casa, Aequatio

A squadron of B-52H bombers took off from the runways with the cover of two squadrons of Air Force F-22/E fighters, their targets were the major urban centres of N.I.A. and to simply carpet bomb the cities and demoralize the people and government of N.I.A.

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International Waters, 1200 kilometres from Task Force Avalanche

A battle group, led by the Navy's newest vessel, the RNS Revenge set sail from the harbour and headed for the open ocean on their voyage to N.I.A. waters to combat the enemy fleet that was closing in on the battered task force.

Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

Once again, sirens and warnings broke the silence around the fleet as the LSLRM missiles streaked towards the fleet. The Seawold missiles fired again against the missiles as they rained from the sky towards the carriers and surrounding ships. A majority of the missiles fired at the carriers were stopped except for those heading for the already damaged Avalanche, eight missiles slammed into the flight deck of the super carrier and ravaged it, putting the behemoth out of action for good. Two managed to get through the defences of the Furious and four through the Puma's defence systems. Both of the Puma's catapults, its launch deck and its radar were put out of action as one of the Furious' cataults and one of its aircraft elevators.

The remaining ships managed to use their combined defence systems to knock out many of the incoming missiles, however a few weren't so lucky to avoid damage.
- The cruiser Horizon was struck by two missiles on her bow turret and superstructure crews have damage control in action.
- The destroyer Electra was hit by two on her stern and superstructure and a third which penetrated through the stern and her hull. With already many casualties, the Electra went under as her surviving crew scrambled for the life rafts.
- The frigate Spear was struck again by two missiles which destroyed her bow turret and helipad, her crew managed to initiate damage control.
- The already out of action frigate Delta was struck again by two missiles on her superstructure and helicopter storage, destroying her single CH-53 Sea Stallion stowed away within the ship's small hanger.
- The destroyer Bulldog was hit by two missiles on her helipad and helicopter storage and her crew has began makeshift repairs on the damaged hull.
- The frigate Spider was hit all along her length, taking hits to her bow turret, superstructure and stern. She began to list badly to starboard but thanks to the speed of the crew, managed to stay afloat.

After witnessing the damage inflicted on her fleet, Admiral Waters ordered that strikes be made against the Pain AFB in N.I.A. to eliminate some of the Doomingsland air power, the cruisers Reliant and Miranda along with the battlecrusier Shrike fired Tomahawk missiles against the base, ten missiles were fired in total.

The fleet submarines Desedna, Rhanda and Canak lay under the water and were ordered to fire cruise missiles against targets in the N.I.A. capital, government buildings were the primary targets for the six HyStrike missiles which burst from the water and through the air at Mach 7 towards their targets.

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Realizing that the reinforcements weren't coming after the missile attack on the fleet, the F-35N fighters broke off their attack and slipped above the clouds as they returned their the only carrier left operational in the task force.

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Anson Air Force Base, Magna Casa, Aequatio

A squadron of B-52H bombers took off from the runways with the cover of two squadrons of Air Force F-22/E fighters, their targets were the major urban centres of N.I.A. and to simply carpet bomb the cities and demoralize the people and government of N.I.A.

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International Waters, 1200 kilometres from Task Force Avalanche

A battle group, led by the Navy's newest vessel, the RNS Revenge set sail from the harbour and headed for the open ocean on their voyage to N.I.A. waters to combat the enemy fleet that was closing in on the battered task force.

After seeing the enemy aircraft break off, the Raptors and JSFs followed suit and headed back to base.

Pain AFB

The sirens could be heard throughout the base, and ten lights could be seen in the distance. Four Patriot PAC-3 missile batteries opened fire on the incoming missiles, destroying six, the remaining 4 closed in on the base, but two of them were blown away by a land based Phalanx CIWS, the surviving missiles flew into a hanger, incinerating 30 men and a C130.

OOC:Just a question: How did you manage to intercept that many of the missiles if they were traveling at mach 8?

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Doom AFB, Doomingsland-

It was soon decided that round the clock, hour long sorties would be flown against the enemy fleet, only on a smaller scale. Five Longsword bombers took off, once again armed with 8 LSLRMs each, but were joined by 80 F35s off the DLS Helldawg and Malestrom armed with 4 Deadfish ASMs each. The missiles were launched in perfect syncynization, so when the LSLRMs started coming down, the ships would be pre-occupied with the Deadfishes.

Official Imperial Communique

To: NIA Leadership
From: Chancellor Feador Alexeevich

Emperor Alexei has declared that Generia will offer full military support to the embattled NIA. Imperial forces have begun mobilization, and will deploy as soon as humanly possible. We will see the enemies of the C A D crumble and fall before our combined might. Their lands will be awash with the blood of their men as they are butchered, and the screams of their women as they are raped. Have a nice day.

Chancellor Feador Alexeevich
Appointed Chancellor of the Imperial Congress

NIA, although we strongly disapprove of your actions earlier, we would like to help. Because you are a fellow member of CAD, and because three of RB's staunchest allies- Doomingsland, Generic empire, and Ruthless Slaughter- are assisting you, so shall we. We will do whatever we can to aid you.

OOC: To clarify, the ballistic missiles I've used so far were NOT armed with nuclear warheads, if they were I would have specifically stated so. I would much rather not use nuclear weapons on my own soil. And Aequatio, you have not responded to my attack against your warships with cruise and ballistic missiles. I'm waiting for loss reports on that before I commit to my next move.

OOC: To clarify, the ballistic missiles I've used so far were NOT armed with nuclear warheads, if they were I would have specifically stated so. I would much rather not use nuclear weapons on my own soil. And Aequatio, you have not responded to my attack against your warships with cruise and ballistic missiles. I'm waiting for loss reports on that before I commit to my next move.
OOC:I don't think he's gonna have much left to say was destroyed.

OOC: NIA:I just assumed that everyone uses nuclear warheads with ballisitic missiles. As for your attack, I didn't read carefully enough and will reply to it.

Doom: Sorry about kind of short changing you with the missiles, I'll fix that.

IC:

War Room, The Palisade, Somewhere in Aequatio

President Schaeffer read over the casualty reports as they seemingly flooded in onto the table in front of him, "Goddamnit, how could this happen?"

"We live in an age of alliances, Sir, no one stands alone anymore," said General Smyth, "I think our best option is to pull out... we cannot afford to take anymore damage."

Schaeffer put his face in his hands and leaned on the table, "All right... make it so..." he said sullenly, "We've taken our licks and can't deal out anymore damage, bring our boys home."

"Yes Sir," replied the general, "Lieutenant, get Admiral Waters on the horn, tell them to stand down and withdraw from the area, scuttle any vessels that won't make the journey home."

"Yes Sir."

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Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

Nearly every vessel had been hit at least twice by the Doomingsland missiles along with the attack made by N.I.A. The frigates Claymore, Spear and Delta had all been sunk from sustaining damage, the destroyer Bulldog couldn't stay afloat anymore and was sunk by gunfire from the battlecruiser Shrike and the carrier Avalanche had to be sunk by gunfire as well from the Shrike. The rest of the ragged fleet prepared to set sail and a message was sent out to the allies of N.I.A.:

***Uplink to Aequatian SatCom System Established***

***Open Transmission to: All***

To: Whom it may concern, N.I.A. Area of Operations
From: Aequatian Central Command, Aequatio

The remainents of Task Forces Avalanche, Puma and Revenge have stood down and are now preparing to leave N.I.A. territorial waters and home to Aequatio. We hope that you may show mercy enough to allow our forces to withdraw without furthur harm done.

***End Transmission***

***Disconnecting from SatCom System***

Damn it...sorry, NIA, I was just about to come help, but then this guy calls it quits. Sorry about that. :headbang:

But hey, if you ever do go to war again, I'll be happy to help.

OOC: New Imperial Artica, can you give me a location for the weakest point in your defence. It could just be, say a village that is a long way away from a airbase ect.

IC: Matt walked along one of the marble hallways in the palace to see the Emporer sitting with a data pad and watching the sunset.

"Sire, where ready."

"good. Send in the forces. Also paint the planes Aequatio colours, so if we get caught we won't be blamed."

An hour later the planes, 1 helecopter squadron and 3 squadrons of fighters set off.

Official Message from the Office of the Emperor
New Imperial Artica

We will show mercy and allow the remnants of your fleet to return home. However, you will be responsible for reparations for the damages to Imperial City incurred during your unprovoked attack on the heart of our civilian metropolitan area. Exact costs have not yet been determined, but cleanup and rebuilding the nuclear power plant, 3 apartment complexes and communications center are expected to run to several billion dollars. If you do not agree to these terms, we do not agree to a ceasefire, and the remnants of your fleet will be destroyed.

Emperor Kellerman

End Official Transmission


[OOC] Aust, the outlying islands of New Imperial Artica are not well defended, as they are of little value. Most are used for military training and weapons ranges, but a few have small villages, often occupied by political undesirables that it would not be politically expedient to have executed, so they are instead banished to the islands.

100 miles to target

"This is Bravo One, 100 miles to target, over."

"Bravo One, this is command. The mission is scrubed, repeat, the mission is scrubbed."

"Roger, command, pulling out."


---TRANSMISSION SENDING---

To-Aquatian Government
From-Doomingsland Government

We are pleased at you desision to leave NIA territorial waters. Our aircraft shall plague you no longer.

---END TRANSMISSION---

OOC: Thanks.

IC: "There they are, dead ahead." The fighter squadrons, newly painted in Aquatian colour wheeled over the islands. The flight leader, Captain Goodall cheacked his map. He knew he was in the right place how he just had locate the right village. They didn't want the ones full of undesirables.

"Right guys, that one to the right, thats the one we want. Choppers we'll cover you. B squdron, see that enermy milatary training base. Take it out."

"sir."

B squadron wheeled down and realised there missiles, just as the choppers began to land, there cargo of highly trained ASS pouring out. Goodall saw the villages watching from there vilaage, not fleeing yet. He smiled as he saw another two choppers land at the other end. now the villages where trapped.

The ASS bagan to run towards the village. taking aim with there weapons. Each gun was loaded with darts, that would knock out a target, not kill it.

The first ASS reached the village and opened fire. Villages fell, the rest fled. Straight into the waiting nets of the other two squads of ASS. Now all that need to be done was to tie the captaves up, hunt out the last survivors and burn the buildings.

This the ASS did quickly and efficantly, soon plumes of black smoke where rising from the buildings and the helecopters where flying home. The fighter squadrons waited a little long, then they too turned back.

Lt. Jackson entered the throneroom with a PDA in hand. "Sire, one of our outer islands was just raided. One of our remote bases we use for training was destroyed, and a village was burned. There are few corpses, so we assume most of the civilians were captured."

"Troubling. Who was responsible?"

"Well, at first glance, it appears to be the Aequatios, as satellites confirmed the aircraft bore Aequatio markings. However, the FF transponders were using a different frequency than what we detected in previous Aequatio raids. The planes also came from a different direction, and attacked on a different side of the empire."

"It could be the Aequatios trying to confuse us."

"True. What shall we do, my lord?"

"Release a public statement condemning the attack in the strongest language. Send out a joint force of naval forces and fighters and intercept the returning Aequatio fleet. We will hold them as POWs until this is cleared up. They've been heavily damaged, shouldn't put up much of a fight. Also set up fighter patrols around the outer islands to prevent another skirmish."

"Your orders are my lifeblood, master."

The taskforce departed shortly afterwards, with orders to capture the fleeing Aequatio fleet, with no casualties on either side, if possible.

OOC: NIA:I just assumed that everyone uses nuclear warheads with ballisitic missiles. As for your attack, I didn't read carefully enough and will reply to it.

Doom: Sorry about kind of short changing you with the missiles, I'll fix that.

IC:

War Room, The Palisade, Somewhere in Aequatio

President Schaeffer read over the casualty reports as they seemingly flooded in onto the table in front of him, "Goddamnit, how could this happen?"

"We live in an age of alliances, Sir, no one stands alone anymore," said General Smyth, "I think our best option is to pull out... we cannot afford to take anymore damage."

Schaeffer put his face in his hands and leaned on the table, "All right... make it so..." he said sullenly, "We've taken our licks and can't deal out anymore damage, bring our boys home."

"Yes Sir," replied the general, "Lieutenant, get Admiral Waters on the horn, tell them to stand down and withdraw from the area, scuttle any vessels that won't make the journey home."

"Yes Sir."

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Task Force Avalanche, 450 kilometres from New Imperial Artica coast

Nearly every vessel had been hit at least twice by the Doomingsland missiles along with the attack made by N.I.A. The frigates Claymore, Spear and Delta had all been sunk from sustaining damage, the destroyer Bulldog couldn't stay afloat anymore and was sunk by gunfire from the battlecruiser Shrike and the carrier Avalanche had to be sunk by gunfire as well from the Shrike. The rest of the ragged fleet prepared to set sail and a message was sent out to the allies of N.I.A.:

***Uplink to Aequatian SatCom System Established***

***Open Transmission to: All***

To: Whom it may concern, N.I.A. Area of Operations
From: Aequatian Central Command, Aequatio

The remainents of Task Forces Avalanche, Puma and Revenge have stood down and are now preparing to leave N.I.A. territorial waters and home to Aequatio. We hope that you may show mercy enough to allow our forces to withdraw without furthur harm done.

***End Transmission***

***Disconnecting from SatCom System***
OOC: Ah, crap! I was just about to have my forces attck too...

IC: "This is Eagle One to all RS forces, attack caled off, repeat, attack called off. All forces RTB."

Following standard procedure, all aircraft and warships turned and headed back to their respective bases.

The planes had returned, mAtthew, accompned by Goodall made there way to the royal chamer in there the emporer lounged, waiting for them. "Ah, Matt, Captain Goodall, welcome back. How was you mission?"

"it went well sire. We took the village and most of it's populance slaes. We also hit a milatary base." Goodall replied

"Any casultys?"

"1, sire. A meber of the ASS wasn't careful enough, he got himself stabbed in the neck by a 8 year old boy."

"His fault. Now Goodall, I have a present for you." Goodall felt a cold sweat break out, the Emporers presents where liable to be deadlt. "This, A Royal Flying Cross." The boy emporer handed the man the medel.

"Thank you sire."

"good, your dismissed, now Matt what do you wish to talk to me about?" Goodall left the room.

"A message from New Imperial Artica, they balive that it was Aequatio that did this attack. And they have not only condemmed them but also, acording to our satalite, moving to intercept the withdrawing naval group."

"Good, our plans are working. Wait a few days and then we shall send out another raid. Now Matt, you are dismissed. But send in those slaves will you so I pick some. You can share out he rest with the other troops."

"sire." Matt turned and walked off.

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