NationStates Jolt Archive

Hawk Military Base, Angola, 100 km from Munhango

As a part of Executor Xavier Davidson's policy of charity to Third World states, Tyrandis humanitarian aid workers had been active in Angola for some years. Until recently, the mission had been successful, bringing in desperately-needed supplies to the beleagured African nation.

However, the Tyrandisan aid had rapidly become little more than a catalyst for regional warlords to fight for power and wealth in the power vacuum left by the evacuation of CM personnel. The masses of civilians never received these shipments of vital aid, while the wars raged on.

Even more disturbingly, a supply convoy of the Order of Pious Christians, a nonprofit charity group, was ambushed and attacked at Lucala. All ten of the workers were brutally slain by radicals, their decapitated corpses rotting in the sun. The five trucks of medical supplies they were transporting were hijacked.

In response to these disgusting acts, a small unit of the 17th Airborne has been ordered to take revenge for the massacre...

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"Listen up gentlemen. This mission is codenamed Operation PALADIN." said the briefer at the planning session for the proposed attack...

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"This man, General Ahmed Al-Queria is our target. Tyrandis National Intelligence Agency operatives have identified him as the man responsible for the murder of ten aid workers. His stronghold is at the city of Munhango.

Intelligence has indicated that Al-Queria is currently in a meeting with his cabinet, marked here on the map.

Our orders from CENTCOM are as follows: Seize or kill Al-Queria and his advising council. Fixed-wing aircraft and armor support are not available, due to the large civilian population.

Alpha team will insert into the city via the 160th SOAR; they will provide four Shadowhawk helicopters and CAS with Little Birds and Shadowhawks. You will secure the building and take the package, then send Al-Queria into a Shadowhawk, for immediate extraction to TNIA HQ for interrogation.

Bravo will enter the city with Bradleys, Humvees, and Stryker IFVs, linking up with Alpha and proceeding to extraction point ZULU, here.

Move with all due haste.

Rules of Engagement published 9/2/04 are in effect.

Good hunting, gentlemen."

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The Tyrandisan personnel prepare for Operation PALADIN, as the unsuspecting Al-Queria and his advisers discuss plans to conquer all of Angola...

OOC: I'll open up this RP later, but suffice to say that a helicopter will be shot down, resulting in a mirror of the 1993 Somalia battle. Several soldiers will be taken prisoner, and a mission will be assembled to conduct a rescue.

OOC:Hmmm... before i read the last part saying it would be like somolia, i had a feeling that's what it was, I'll just post now a carrier Group is in the area.

Aboard the INS Cherisher
a flashing message appears on the com screen
NAVCOM Pri 3, captains orders
Deploy to the Atlantic ocean off the coast of angola Nambia, Congo and south africa through Cape of good hope, stay inter. Run patrol 3393.
"uhhh Cap?"
"Yes?"
"we got Navcom message priority 3,"
"Allright, direct it into My office"
"right away sir,"
captain looks over message
"comms,"
"yep?"
"is that any way to addres your captain sailor?"
"No sah, sorry sah, what do you need sah?"
"send signal out to all craft: run patrol orders 3393,"
"yes cap,"

Al-Queria Stronghold

Ever since the Communist Mississippians left Angola, the nation devolved into tribal warfare. While the legitimate government still held the capital, they were powerless to end the fighting, much less unify the nation.

General Ahmed Al-Queria was one of many resistance fighters against the CM occupation. Through devious, clever power plays, Al-Queria swiftly consoldiated a huge powerbase, leaving him in control of some 60% of the country. However, he was a deeply cruel man, seizing Tyrandisan aid shipments and starving the people of Angola into submission.

"Gentlemen," smiled the dictator at the assembly, "We are very close to our goal of full control of the nation. I have already dealt with the other two major warlords, as you will see."

A bodyguard of Al-Queria stepped into the confrence room, bearing the heads of the two. The room quickly erupted into a burst of indignation.

"How dare you!" shouted one of the men, standing up. "How dare you murder our countrymen for the sake of power? You are no better than the imperialists!"

Al-Queria simply reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a Glock 9mm, emptying the clip into the objector's face.

The other, more fortunate men were silenced by this killing.

"This fate will be that of all who oppose us," sneered the warlord as he spat on the body.

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Task Force HAWK, outskirts of Munhango

The 17th Airborne Division was the second official Tyrandisan paratrooper unit ever created. They had a long, illustrious history, featuring victories in Africa, Greece, and Polynesia against various threats to the Imperial Triumvirate.

Three Shadowhawk insertion helicopters moved full-throttle to the target, codename INSTIGATOR, while the Kiowa Warriors swept across Munhango, gunning down any person with a weapon.

"This is Roc-One, I've got the LZ in sight, deploying rappel ropes!"

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As the miniguns mounted on the side of the Shadowhawk blazed, eight soldiers from each of the helicopters roped down and hit the dirt, G-11 rifles blasting.

The Angolans were caught off guard, as Tyrandisan 4.73mm caseless rounds pounded into the bodies of Al-Queria's militiamen...

((is it too late for me to join? If not i will RP that 10 USNAF PJ/CCTs, 100 Rangers, 20 Humvees ,10 Blackhawks and 5 AH-64 Apaches are in the AO))

((is it too late for me to join? If not i will RP that 10 USNAF PJ/CCTs, 100 Falcon SpecOps, 20 Humvees ,10 Blackhawks and 5 AH-64 Apaches are in the AO))

OOC: Nope, go ahead. This is open RP. I'm still working on the next part, so go ahead and make your post.

On the flightline at Camp Freedom, the Nighthawk airstrip about 2 miles outside the city, the Blackhawks were serviced and preped for what could be a busy day. Intel sources had been saying that enemy brass would be meeting during the day. ]

The Apaches were loaded with their weapons. The blackhawks were loaded with their troops. A humvee convoy was locked and loaded with as many Rangers(I had meant to type Rangers, but i typed 100 Falcon SpecOps) as they could handle. Some of the blackhawks had Air Force Pararescue Jumpers/Combat Control Teams, the rest had Rangers.

Just entering the AO was the USNS(United States of Nighthawk Ship) Peacekeeper. It is a small troop carrier. Onboard were 100 Marines, and 5 M2 Bradely Fighting Vehicles, but they wouldnt be avaible for at least 36 hours

City of Munhango

The Tyrandisan airborne soldiers swiftly overpower the poorly armed and trained militiamen, and reach the compound.

"God damnit," groused Al-Queria, "Tell my son and his friends to stop shooting his guns. It's so loud, I can't hear myself speak."

"Um, sir," suggested an aide, "It's not the children."

The cloud of fear quickly came over the dictator. "Who is it?" Just then, a bloodied, ragged soldier burst into the room.

"Tyrandis..." uttered the man, as he died.

"DAMN!" cursed Al-Queria. "Everybody, GET OUT! GET OUT OF HERE!"

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The battle for Munhango rages on as the Tyrandisans fight off the swarms of militiamen.

"First squad, on me!" ordered a 1LT as he cut down a man wielding an AK-74 with his G-11K2 rifle. His dying scream pierced the air, as he fired his gun wildly before finally crumpling to the ground.

All of the Tyrandisan soldiers fought their way to the middle of the building, when they saw a large armed convoy moving out of the compound.

"TECHNICAL!" screamed one of the paratroopers when one of the pickup trucks trained its .50 cal MG on the man. A M136 rocket shot from another soldier quickly turned the threat into a burning heap of scrap metal.

"Medic!" called another one of the paratroopers, while Al-Queria desperately tried to escape...

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"Faster, dammit!" shouted the warlord as he sat in the passenger seat of a flatbed truck. "Before those damn Tyrandisans kill us all!"

Meanwhile, Bravo unit with it's Strykers and other IFVs intercepted the convoy, killing off the escorts with cannon and MG fire.

RPG-7s disabled two of the Strykers, but the crew managed to escape and act as infantry against the militias. They quickly apprehended the warlord, after killing off his last bodyguards.

The three Shadowhawks continued to patrol the city, cutting down Al-Queria partisans like so many stalks of wheat.

"This is Raptor Five, we have the package! Requesting extraction!" blared the radio intercom.

"Roger that Raptor Five, this is Roc One, we copy and are moving to ZULU."

While the Shadowhawk made its way to the extraction zone, a group of Queria militiamen trained their RPGs at the helicopter...

The explosion quickly disabled the tail rotor, causing the Shadowhawk to go into a dangerous spin.

"SOS!" shouted the pilot, "This is Roc One, we're going down!"

The helicopter hit the ground, its three personnel trapped and surrounded by hostiles...

"Mother of Christ." uttered one of the soldiers. "We have a Shadowhawk down. Repeat, Shadowhawk down."

SOP at Camp Freedom was to moniter all radio channels. The Command Post was fully aware of the raid in the city. Gen. John Ruane, the CO for Task Force Freedom, the USN military forces in that country, listen as the warlord was captured and preped for extract. Finally he heard the call that a Shadowhawk was down.

"crap" he muttered under his breath "Get ready to scramble all forces, contact the jarheads out on the Peacekeeper, tell them to get their rears in gear and get their gear on land ASAP!"

"Yes Sir" A radioman said and immediatly began to relay orders.

Out on the flightline the rotors of the Blackhawks and the Apaches begin to whirl and the high pitched whine of engines filled the air. On the opposite side of the camp the HUMVEES engines were turned on and they got ready to floor it all the way.

They would go when they were needed.

"uh Cap, this is comms, we got alot of chatter from somewhere from inside angola, it was on a normal frequency"
"thanks sailor, send out a message on that frequency,"who is this on this frequency, no encryption just a normal transmission."
"Allright sir"
Captain Kars had been recently promoted thanks to his great leadership shown while fighting a fire onboard the INS illian, the biggest carrier in the illiorian fleet. Now he was it's captain.
"comms, connect me to the Garewich"
"just a sec sir," several beeps and a click is heard"there ya go,"
"comms, Garewich, connect me to IRRASW,"
"authorization please?"
"Captain Kars, Alpha 39034"
"one moment... here you are sir,"
"Jarin, you get that chatter?"
"yes cap, and we've almost got it decoded but we need another 20 minutes,'
"you got 10"
"yessah"

OOC: tyrandis ignore last part if you don't use encrypted radio frequencies