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Chief Chairman Goric’s letter to the Kaznakian Assemblage held at Venashia (the capital)
"I declare, as does the whole of the Peoples Republic of Sovick, that the insurrection of the Kaznakian territory is a direct act of terrorism toward the great state of Sovick!!! My administration (Goric) DEMANDS, as does all Sovick people, that you, Governor Regonovich and all other ex-party members in the Kaznakian Assemblage, cease all revolutionary operations and reunite back to the one true mother country!!!"
"I have tried to convey tranquility, harmony and justice to this great land, but such arbitrary rebelliousness can not go unrecognized!!!...I give this Assemblage 24 hour’s to comply before military forces cross the Kaznakian boarder and implement the act of martial law toward the entire region..."

After he read the short memo before the Kaznakian Assemblage, President Regonovich fell back in his huge leather chair and gave a great sigh of despondency as he looked across the assembly of politicians. He tossed the letter on the desk, rubbed his eyes, and then leaned forward in his chair to view the assemblage better.
"We should have know gentlemen....We should have known it would come to this!!...I truly believed a peaceful solution could have been achieved...but it was all a cover-up....Goric lied gentlemen!!....Just as I thought he would; yet I went with this intuition of ‘PEACE talks’ (sarcastic laugh)...He lied to us, he lied to the international community, and he lied to the Sovick people!! (sigh)…the only question gentlemen is, are we to do as this letter states or are we going to stand and not let them take this land without a fight!?!”
The Assemblage was quiet for a moment; then one senator stood up. Looked around the room; then looked strait at the president with wide open eyes. “Let’s give them HELL!!!”
Everyone began cheering with their hands and fists in the air. The atmosphere was filled with that of defiance and an overwhelming amount of patriotism.
The president rose from his chair with a proud smile on his face as the room was filled with a conglomerate of cheers, curses and claps. “Chairman Goric is going to get more than martial law!!! He’s going to get a fully fledged war!!!....And if its war he wants…its war he’ll get!!!”
The cheers and screams grew louder as groups of men brought out min Kaznakian flags and waved them violently in the air.

AT SOVICKNIA, the capital of the Peoples Republic of Sovick:

Chief Chairman Goric stood with his head administrators and generals as they looked down and watched the long, fat columns of soldiers march down the asphalt. The long lines of tanks followed, bringing their loud mechanical motor hums with them. After the tanks rumbled passed, more columns of soldiers marched by; then artillery divisions. After them, missile trucks went by. The process continued over and over. The lines of men and machines seemed endless. The mixture of marching, motors, and cheers from the hordes of people brought a strong sense of power to Goric and his henchmen as they looked over their followers.
The time had come, the time to show that the military he had built over the past 7 ½ years was capable of swiftly crushing those who apposed Sovick authority. Such a victory against the rebellious governor and his little band would greatly increase the chairman’s power, and would ensure that other rebellious people had no hope to defy his authority.
The power of the Peoples Army of Sovick was about to be unleashed upon the infant Kaznakian republic. Goric lifted his hand with a subtle smirk and saluted the legions passing. He had ordered his forces to crush everything and anyone that got in their way from total victory.
The ill trained, ill-equipped Kaznakian forces had the sense of freedom on their side, but they didn’t realize just how hard of a force was coming against them.

General Rivdal sat in his office as he normally did, reading letters and flipping trough international newspapers, until he came upon an article titled the Free Repubulic of Kaznakia.
He yawned a bit and began writting a letter to the leader of the freerepublic. "It has come to my attention that your nation is on the brink of war. I would be willing to send Military, financial and various other kinds of aid if you saw it nessecary. Don't let the fact that we are a new nation fool you. We have a standing army of 500,000 soldiers, and nearly a thousand tanks. " He folded the piece of paper and called in a runner who would undoubtly deliever the letter within the day.

President Regonovich sat at his desk, reading the various military reports. He flipped the papers one by one with immense despair. And estimated 1 million volunteers had rallied to defend the Kaznakian Republic within the first 4 weeks of independence. The only major situation was: how to arm most of them! When the small republic broke away, only a few armories laid within its boarders. The armories had only enough weapons for about half of those that volunteered. There were only and estimated 400 tanks; and that was due to the presidents military buildup plan months before secession occurred. The situation seemed to be very grave. The president sighed and scratched his head.
"You know Drevean,' the president said to his bodyguard in a dreary tone, ‘I want this republic to stay alive and be able to wrestle off the oppression which seems to encircle it....BUT it has nothing to fight with!!! We have the men, we have the will, but it takes more than that to win a war!!.....WE NEED SUPPLIES!!!....The Army is going to have to have them if we are going to even have a fighting chance against the Sovick Army!!"
Drevean watched his leader with sorrow; not knowing the words to say.
Just them a knock came at the door. Drevean scrambled over and opened the portal. There stood a soldier out of breath with a letter in his hand.
"President sir!!!" Regonovich waved for him to come closer. "Aah...uuuh...Yes sir...", the soldier said as he swiftly interred the room and saluted. "Sir, we have just received a message from a General Rivdal,"the soldier handed the executive the memo.
Regonovich quickly looked over it and read the words filled with a glimmer of hope. "This....this is wonderful!!! We actually have someone who will help us!!...QUICKLY go and send a letter informing this new found friend that manpower is not needed, but we thank him; its supplies we need, LOTS OF SUPPLIES!!!"
The soldier hesitated because of the exciting atmosphere.
Regonovich stood up, "HURRY I SAY, DONT DELAY...TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE!!!"....Regonovich turned to Drevean and slapped him on the back, "HA HA...GLORY BE DREVEAN...HELP IS ON THE WAY!!!"

General Rivdal smiled at the reply sent to him buy the Kaznakian Forces. he took out another letter and began writting. "Sadly I have very few military supplies I can spare. But I beg you to let some of my soldiers aid you in the coming war. We are well trained and well equipped. Recently I purchased 1 million assualt rifles for a friend. and I can spare about 250,000 of them to you with several clips of ammo per weapon. Again I ask you President Regonovich to let some of the soldiers of Black T's military join your cause. We believe only in freedom for all and rule our country in nearly such a fashion. Several allies of mine are also willing to join your cause. If you let us. i can have nearly a million men there to aid you. I know you will not regret it if you grant us permission to join you in battle against the oppressive Sovick government. My soldiers are already boarding the destroyers and C130s, and the weapons will be with them. We anxiously await your response President."
Rivdal ran the letter down the hallway to his delievery department. "Send this Message Immediatley to the Free Republic of Kaznakia! And send these letters to The holy Empire of Vestine and The Dictatorship of Drizle! Soon We go to war!"


On the Runway of the military airbase the 1st Airbourne division prepared to be dropped over friendly territory to assist the Kaznakia Revoltionaries. The 1st armoured also prepared to enter it's transports.

President Drizle sat in his office when he got the message... The message that his friend and ally General Rivdal desperatley needed his navy to transport his tanks to aid a nation in turmoil. The President smiled briefly and sent a note to the man leading his Naval department. Chief Admiral Stevenson. "Stevenson.. Dispatch our naval forces to the empire of Black T and give them instructions to do whatever he asks of them" Admiral Stevenson shrugged when he got the message and sent the order out. An hour later the Navy departed for the coast of Black T only several dozen miles away.

(Just a quick review)
The Peoples Army of Sovick may have about 12 million men, but only about a third of them have been deployed. NOT all will arrive all at once.
The army may be large but it isnt like its American efficient. Just to give you all an example of what the army is like; its basically like the soviet army AFTER World War 2. Large, powerful, but still not as technologically advanced as Americas forces today.
The Kaznakian Army, right now anyways, is as efficient as the Russian army during the last days of World War 1. And thats not really good. They are ill-trained and most have never fired a gun, but they do have the will to fight.
So that will give you an outlook as to how things are.....

(back to story)
President Regonovich threw the letter down that he had just received from the Black T and jumped for joy. "PRAISE THE LORD...HA HA HA...250,000 rifles and some ammo is WONDERFUL...just wonderful!!!" Regonovich turned to the soldier who brought him the telegram. "Quickly send a message to the General and his allies that resources and men are welcomed to come aid Kaznakia in its struggle from Gorics brutal tyranny!!...With all these combined forces the Sovick government will have no chance of taking Kaznakia!!! LET FREEDOM RING!!!" The president danced around his desk as the soldier franticly ran from the room to send the message.

BACK AT SOVICKNIA:
Chief Chairman Goric paced back and forth in his chambers, furious with indignation. His key generals watched and contemplated on what their ruler was going to say. He had just received the telegram stating that foreign enemy forces were going to be deployed to aid the Kaznakians in their rebellion. He hadn’t thought of possible foreign intervention.
"THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!!! JUST...JUST...JUST OUTRAGEOUS!!!....those cursed Kaznakians think they can hide behind foreign aid!!! ILL SHOW THEM!!! I want double the manpower!! DOUBLE….DOUBLE YOU HEAR!!!...I want the forces ready to attack before the foreigners get there in bulk!!!"
One general stepped forward, "Sir, our men are moving as fast as they can...and...and...uuuh...and the forces have been deployed….DOUBLING would take a few more weeks.....sir."
Goric turned and faced his general, "I said DOUBLE general...whatever the cost...and I want a plan...A GOOD PLAN...a plan that will bring a strategic blow to those rustic rebels!!!"
"Bu...But sir....we already have a plan to attack the Kaznakians...we are preparing to execute that plan-"
"BUT NOT A PLAN TO FIGHT THE KAZNAKIANS ALLIES GENERAL!!! SCRAP THE PLAN and make a better one!!!"

(I think I will have to leave for now…..sandman calls me to bed….I shall return)

General Rivdal smiled when he recieved the letter that his soldiers could intervene. He ran out of his office and grabbed a big black flag in the hallway and dashed down 4 flights of stairs and then out of the front doors. He leaped upon a large rock and began waving the flag around while shouting. "TO ARMS !!!! TO ARMS!!!" Soldiers who had previously been milling about the tarmak and near the harbor then began to yell and run towards their respective ships and planes. "TO ARMS!" They shouted. Several of Drizle Cruisers were loaded down with the cargo of Ak47s and ammo for the rebels. General rivdal grabbed his old dress sabre and ran for the beaches to board his Flagship. An altered South Dakota Class Destroyer.

The C130s on the runway roared to life and began to take off of the airstrip. Crowds of people waved the soldiers off from the beaches and the President John Walker saluted from his office. "God's speed men."

On the Flagship the giant white flag with an enormous black T on it was raised on all of Black T's vessels. Once President Walker saw this. He sighed quietly.. "It has begun." He then reached into his desk drawer and took out a piece of paper and his favorite fountain pen. He started writing the template for the letters to be sent home to the dead soldiers families.

General Restovok opend the hatchet to his tank, peered around the dew-covered landscape, then brought out his binoculars. He surveyed the land and saw a land ripe for conquest. Before him stood more than 100,000 Kaznakian forces with little more than rifles to defend their "precious republic"; the general was going to enjoy this battle. His tanks would crush the ill-trained and ill-equipped infantry divisions in the opening conflict to reunite the rebellious Kaznakian state. The general had been given the order to cross all those that got in his way; civilian or military. He planned to obey to the fullest. He had a third of the Peoples Army at his disposal, and it was about to be unleashed on a 200-mile front. (Do note, that front is on three sides of the Kaznakian Republic; north, east, and west).
General Restovok was pleased to hear that the foreign forces would be in Kaznakia, in bulk, for another week. A week is all he needed to strike of few strategic blows at the shabby rebel army.
It seemed as if time had stopped for small portion of time. All across the battlefield, there was nothing but an eerie stillness, which seemed to engulf all. General Restovok raised his hand, looked back at his men and gave a smirk. The time had come.
“FIRE!!!!”
It had begun…

General Trov looked out over the battlefield. The Peoples Army of Sovick had begun their attack into the Kaznakian lands, and the general only had a mere 135,000 men rallied to protect the main front; the rest of the army was still deep inside the countries borders and were still organizing. His men weren’t prepared for such a war; half of them had outdated weapons, out of the rest, for every 3 men there was one rifle. He only had about 150 tanks across the entire front. Not enough to even hold back the
Trov's forces waited in their trenches as the hordes of Sovick soldiers, tanks, and assault vehicles rushed forward with full hammering might as fighters strafed the Kaznakian lines of defense.

(Later into the battle…about 5 hours of horrid slaughter)….
General Trov wiped the sweat from his brow and took out a cigarette. His nervous hands tried to light the cigarette, with little success; eventually he took it from his mouth and threw it to the ground. Before him was the most disastrous defeat of his entire military career. The Sovick tanks broke through the boarder with infantry running behind them. The mechanized Sovick forces slaughtered the ill-equipped Kaznakian Army in the opening battle. Trov’s forces were in full retreat with about half their forces already depleted.

The Kaznakian Army had been driven about 6 miles into their glorious land within the first day of combat. Luckily, by now, about 15 miles inward, the rest of the army was in position to try and hold the entire front, and try and keep total collapse from accumulating.
This was one battle…but the Peoples Army was still hammering the retreating Kaznakian Army under General Trov.

Kaznakian Battle Report:
The entire front of the Kaznakian Republic has been hit. Sadly we only had 135,000 men to defend the entire front. And half that number has been annihilated while the rest is in full retreat. The tank division on the front took 70% casualties. Hopefully Trov will be able to stop the full fledged retreat…


The battle may be over...but the war has just begun....

(Im not speaking of one individual battles, as of right now,.... think of this as operation Barbarossa...Im speaking of the WHOLE spectrum of the conflict right now....See the whole front fighting and that will give you an idea.....BUT I will eventually give individual battle stories)...

The whole Kaznakian Army was rolling back into the interior of the country. The casualties were unspeakable and the situation was growing worse. General Trov was getting intelligence that all divisions on the front line were in full retreat from the destructive power of the Sovick army’s hordes of men, machines, and vehicles. They had attacked with such ferociousness and supremacy that the Kaznakian forces were utterly bumfuzzled and crushed rapidly. Reserves had finally been brought up to try and stabilize the whole front; but to his dismay, General Trov's 135,000 men, one the front at the time, were quickly disintegrating as the Sovick armies pulverized them to death with artillery bombardments, tank fire, and air raids. The waves of Kaznakian forces being mowed down by tanks and machine guns was etched in the general’s mind like a stone carving.
Luckily his divisions had stopped retreating after falling back more than 25 miles. All forces that were available were brought to bear on the 200-mile receding front. The time had come for the Kaznakian Army to try and hold their ground.

BACK AT SOVICKNIA:
Chairman Goric laughed as he read the telegrams stating that the Kaznakian Army’s was in full retreat. He through the papers on his desk, quickly stood, slapped his hands together and gave out a loud yelp of joy.
“HA…..SO MUCH FOR KAZNAKIAN INDEPENDENCE….HA HA HA!!!” He turned to his generals standing at attention. “I want those people crushed completely gentlemen….COMPLETELY!!!….The army has proved itself brilliantly today….and it must continue to do so….We have to have more great advances to bring down the Kaznakians before those foreigners bring their weight to bear against us!!….NOW…be-gone!!!”….
The officers clicked their heals, saluted, and exited the office.
Things were going splendid for the Sovick Army. He prayed it would continue to be such.

After establishing a landing area, the military began ot unload their cargos and the c130s parachuted the airbourne division behind the Kazankia's lines. The C130's continually radioed the kaznakian's to make sure none would fire on the paratroopers. after sending in mine detectors General Rivdal himself landed on the beach with the rest of the men. orders were distrubted out and the began to move toward their allies lines.

Helicopter's were sent out on 4 helicopter patrols and whenever they saw Sovickan forces they would radio back to the MLRS's, the crusaders and the 10 destroyers waiting off shore. The Infantry waited for Orders from the Kaznakian Leaders, as General Rivdal took his elite platoon and moved towards their headquarters.

The Moment Kerrick walked in, he smiled introduced himsel and asked for orders.

On the Beaches the c130's continued to make trips back and forth to get the bulk of black T's forces to the island. by the time they were done 300,000 infantry men and several hundred tanks were assembled in a makeshift military base.

The Kaznakian Army was rolling back; gradually in some sectors and rapidly in others. The Peoples Army of Sovick had yet to stop hammering at the receding lines of the Kaznakian forces. Tens of thousand of enemy soldiers were surrendering within just days of the opening attack. It seemed as if this "rebellion" would be over in a matter of days.

General Restovok received orders from main command that his triumphant attack on the whole Kaznakian front was a precious gem in the eyes of the chairman. His ruler was proud; and his ruler wanted him to continue to please the master.
He rolled back the map of Kaznakia and examined the situation. In all sectors the enemy was in full retreat. How delightful. Quickly the general called for his aid. “Truikov….TRUIKOV…Come here….!!!”
The aid quickly entered the tent. “Yes sir!?!”
Restovok looked up at his lesser, squinted, then puffed on his cigar. “Tell all the other officers not to let up their attacks. The way things are going right now, it seems like there wont be much more of a fight left….We have to keep up this attack….if we do, we will drive them plum back to their capital!!”
“Yes sir…”

Kaznakian Capital Headquaters:
President Regonovich stood and peered out the window of his chambers. He looked over the city of Venashia with a mixture of indignation and sorrow. He held the dozens of telegrams stating that all fronts were in steady retreat. After many minutes of silence, the executive cleared his throat.
"...This.....this is horrendous......I have reports from Major General Trov that the enemy is gaining victory after victory on all fronts....And our forces gentlemen, are in retreat.....(sigh)....IN RETREAT' he turned to face the other men in the room; his tone, harsher, 'the first few days of battle and our army is IN FULL RETREAT!!!"
Everyone just stared at their president.
Then one general stepped forward. "But sir, this should have been suspected; more than 90% of the army is ill-trained and ill equipped!!! Our soldiers are doing their best!!!"
Regonovich walked to his desk with his head hung low, and flopped into his chair. "(sigh)...Yes, yes I know....Im sorry gentlemen...It has been ruff...Its just that I don’t want to see this Republic that we have fought so hard to create, be shattered in the blink of an eye by a tyrannical regime!!!....
Just then a soldier rushed into the room; everyone turned quickly to face the newcomer. The soldier stopped, trying to catch his breath, and then he stepped forward and saluted the president.
“MR PRESIDENT SIR, the first foreign soldiers have arrived and are awaiting orders!!”
Regonovich stared at the soldier for a moment, then jumped to his feet.
“Thank God!!! Quickly inform the commanding generals of the allied foreigners to send in their forces to the front as soon as possible...ALSO send a telegram to General Trov that HELP IS ON THE WAY!!!"...

Kaznakian Army Headquaters

General Rivdal Nodded and headed outside and looked to his communications expert. "Send the message that we need all forces to move to the front. Have the Bombers and the Helicopters constantly attack the enemy flanks from the air. Give em pressure." General rivdal lit his cigarette and jumped up on the front of a bradley Fighting Vehicle parked nearby. "Onward boys!"

The bomber squadron
Bombing Squadron Non-Stealth,5 B-1 Bomber,5 B-52 Stratofortress,5 FB-111 Fighter Bomber,10 F-16 Fighting Falcon,5 SU-34 Fighter Bomber,5 Typhoon EF-2000 Eurofighter. Set off on a night air raid.

That same night 54 comanche's set off on night tank hunting missions. The 10 destroyers sang off of the coast firing shells towards the enemy. The MLRS's also added their rockets to the shelling. While the enemy was distracted the infantry walked or rode in the transporst to the front lines reinforcing the Kazankian's but still staying as indepent units, and divisons.

Before the night was over, 150,000 16inch rounds had flown been fired towards the enemy from the Destroyers alone. The Comanches and the bombers inflicted minimum casulties but they scared the soldiers on the enemies flanks.

While the enemy was distraced buy the shelling The 234 abrams tanks and 544 Bradley Fighting vehicles that had been sent to the front lines, prepared to make a tank assualt at dawn with the aid of two infantry divisions and 54 more comanches.

In unison with the Tank divisons, 200,000 more soldiers were to attack ther enemy lines with 54 comanche's aiding them in anti-armor roles.

The plan was set for a quick descive victory and General rivdal smiled as he saw the explosions in the distance. Kerrick then stood on top of one of the Abrams and began shouting to his nearby soldiers. "With God as my Witness we Will stop the sovickian attack here!' he pointed to the ground under neath of them. "If any hostile sovickian crosses this point. we will be deemed failures in the eyes of our country and our allies. But, we are much to strong to let the sovickian Filth overrun out lines. We are over 300,000 Strong! and this is the first Military campaign ever attempted by the Might nation of Black T!" He rasied and arm high in the air and shouted "Let's give it' our damn best boys!" Kerrick unsheated his sabre and raised it up high giving the soldiers the sign to advance.

Hundreds of battles were taking place along the entire Kaznakian front. Some sectors were holding with unbending resistance while other sectors were still rolling back from the horde attacks made by the Sovick Army. Luckily it appeared as if the full retreat which broke the whole front was squelched and now a stable line of defense was made; but at a heavy cost. An estimated 80,000 casualties had accumulated in just 2 days.
General Trov leaned on the table which portrayed a map of the front with markers locating strategic areas of conflict. He had been informed that 2 1/2 divisions had been overrun, surrounded and pulverized at the city of Meshnyeh just 120 miles northeast of his command post. A few more defeats like that and the Kaznakian Army would be no more. He knew the situation was grave. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweaty brow.
But, there was hope; he had to remind himself of the successes of the allied forces fighting about 60 miles away from his command post. He had been informed earlier that General Rivdal's forces gave the Sovick Army a hard time with their more highly technologically sophisticated military weapons. Trov gave a quick smirk; then walked over and flopped into his chair, rubbing his head.
More than 300,000 reinforcements of highly trained allied forces had saved the Kaznakian Army from being destroyed completely in less than a week. For that, he was thankful. He stood back up, walked over to the table, grabbed a pen and piece of paper, and began to write a letter of gratitude to the allied General.


Sovick Army Headquaters:
General Rosovok looked at the progress the maps were portraying to him. A lot had been achieved in a day, and many a good Sovick soldier had died. An estimated 30,000 casualties had been reported. The general couldn’t think of them as individuals, they were but statistics, a number. He had only brought up 1 1/2 million men for the full invasion of Kaznakia, but more would be needed. The foreign enemy had arrived with an estimated 300,000 men. And very well trained men at that; they had proved it on the field of battle by stopping more than 20 divisions across the 200 mile front.
The general planed to bring up more reinforcements. If he couldn’t dislodge the stubborn defenders with tactics, then perhaps overwhelming them would do the trick. He would call for another million men to be placed on the entire 200-mile front. And why not a million; the Army had more than 12 million at its disposal. Men were men, they were to die for their country! So the general thought…
For now, the hammering would cease and plans would be made as to where to strike next…

(notice, the Sovick soldier is not as advanced in tactics as the Black T soldier….Black T soldier much more advanced)

General Rivdal smiled brightly when he recieved news of they're success. He sent a message to the Holy Empire of Vestine to send it's soldiers over immediately. he set up a tight perimeter of anti air defence within his army so that enemy fighters and bombers couldn't do a lot of damage. He called up the reserve 100,000 soliders to the front lines to aid in the next attack.. He had lost around 15,000 soliders 20 abrams and 30 Bradleys. Every casulty felt like a stab into General Rivdal's soul. He hoped the that Vestine's divisons would arrive soon.

Rivdal sent out his sniper teams across the front in various locations and called up his crusader artillery tanks from the back and had the 120 of them shell enemy lines along with 20,000 mortars of varying sizes.

The army of Black T was determined to hold it's ground and was willing to expend much of it's weapons and manpower to do so.

The last trick he had up his sleeve was 10,000 105mm howitzers that were being towed to the front by his apcs. He had them hidden from view and protected by SAM sites and HMMVVs with anti air weapons.

Rivdal sent a letter to the Leader of sovick "You have twenty four hours to surrend or else we may have to employ our long range missles on your capital city and other strategic locations within your country. I will not hesitate for a moment to use all of my military might, which you have only seen a fraction of during these past days If you do not back down within 12 hours. I will attack full force. I hope you make the right decision. And if you surrender we will grant free passage out of the country to you and your followers. If you don't we will run you out of the country. And you will never see the sun shine in Sovick again. You will never set foot upon it's land or see your native people and cities. The decision is your.

OOC-Some of this may seem un believeable but i spet 20 billion so far on this military, and it's all legitimate. my defence spending is 24 billion.

Sovicknia, the Captial:
Chairman Goric laughed at the words set before him. He straitened the paper, held it out, and read the line that brought him sugh great delight.
"You have twenty four hours to surrend or else..." He snickered and laughed again. He threw the paper to the ground and walked over to face his generals. "Gentelmen, we have been ordered to surrender OR ELSE!!!" he busted out laughing; his generals did the same. "HOW OUTRAGEOUS, that those people think we are going to fall back now!!!" He shook his head with delight and furry. "My oh My, how delightful!!! MEN...attend to your armies, and step up the attack!!!....And aslo bring out the long range missiles...We may not be able to reach the foriegners cities, but we can, AND WILL, pummel the Kaznakian cities to the ground!! THAT should give those people a clear and precise answer!!!" he laughed again as the generals left the room to give the orders.
Tha main objective would be to crush the Kaznakian city of Trav (the second largest city in the little republic). Such a victory would be glorious to the cause.
General Rostovok was delighted to hear the news. He gave the order for the reinforcements to take the front and prepare for an invasion to capture Trav. The attack would be an anknown time, and a swift, sudden strike....



Kanzakian Capital of Venashia:
The city was as peaceful and quiet as a sleeping babe. War was being waged hundreds of miles all around it, but it stood in the midst of the proverbial hurricane as a beacon of solemn hope.
Just then an explosion shook the foundations of the serenity of the city. Then another, and another. All over the tranquil setting, explosions demolished buildings, causing tons of dust to cover Venashia like a great vicious hand. President Regonovich ran to the window of his chamber and saw the destruction.
He knew that it had come. A war not against just the Kaznakian military had been started, but a war against the whole Kaznakian state; civilians and all. The first missiles had hit the Kaznakian city…

Kaznakian Army Headquarters:
General Trov watched as the information officers moved the positions of army coordinates around the map. Telegram after telegram was coming in stating the Kaznakias major cities were being hammered by a wave of long range missiles. And on top of such despairing news, information of a huge enemy military buildup near the city Trav (second largest in republic) was coming in from reconnaissance. *Trov ordered more than 20 divisions to protect the city; over 400,000 men in all; the largest assemblage of manpower yet seen in Sovick history or Kaznakian history. If it fell, more than 800,000 Kaznakians would be under Sovick control.
“WE have to HOLD….WE HAVE TO HOLD AT TRAV!!!” General Trov sighed and rubbed his eyes as he walked around the room. His officers just looked at him with a mixture of feelings. He raised his hand to his men and gave a great sigh. “Carry on gentlemen….go an attend to your armies….”
He knew a great battle, not yet seen, was about to take place at Trav. He thought about the allied reinforcements doing a splendid job in combat. He was very glad they were there. He walked over to his table, took out another piece of paper and began writing to his allied generals, informing them of the current situation.



*(he was able to do this because more people joined the military quickly…the Kaznakian Army is kinda large but not well trained as of now. An estimated 1 ½ more million men have joined the cause. That brings the army to about 3 million. Its a conscript army, mostly. Do note, that the Kaznakian Republic only has about 8 to 10 million people in its borders)

(the 16inch guns only have a rang of 22 miles so they are only able to shoot like 15 miles into the country, so they are done bombarding unless someone gets close)

This had been just what hes was waiting for. After sending a helicopter scout group to find the guns he targeted them with his Crusaders and his MRLS's. A make shift landing strip had been hastily created and the began to send off his airbourned division which had been pulled back from the front lines when the reserves came up. 20,000 soldiers were to paradrop onto the artillery positions over the period of an hour. after the 20 minute bombardment of the artillery positions. Rivdal's forces were becoming rather spread out. and he prayed that a show of strength would halt the war soon.

"Prepare The two Airbourne divisions!"He yelled strapping on a parachute and grabbing and m4. "General what are you doing!?!?!?" yelled his assistant. "What the hell do you think i'm doing i'm going to fight this damn war.. It's a huge boost of morale for the soldiers to see me on the front lines.
After we assualt I want 3 tank and infantry assualts on the enemy lines. send the Comanche Helicopters as cover. For them. The emperor of Vestine is sending us some soliders soon. I hope they get here in time.." His assistant only nodded

Rivdal sat in the first c130 and waited anxiously as they aircraft roared to life and took off. numbering 100 in all. they flew over enemy positions taking much fire from the ground.. 4 of the c130's crashed to the ground never to be seen again. 20 minutes later the first soldiers nearly 6,000 were dropped onto the artillery postions and began assualting. 40 minutes later 6,000 more came this time with fighter escort to help eliminate the AA threat. Soldiers fought in close combat Rivdal himself recieved a bayonet wound to the shoulder but then Dispatched the enemy wwith a burst of 5.56 round fire. The Kevlar vests and helmets helped to protect the soldiers in the close in fighting. (( I'm leaving it to you to decide what happens after this.))

The thousands of enemy long range artillery pieces had pulverized dozens of General Rostovoks armies. In some cases, divisions had lost more than 60% strength; luckily hordes of more soldiers were arriving from deep within the country. The allied resistance was stiff, and becoming a callus to Rostovoks plans of advancing.
They were causing utter chaos to his supply lines; but more than that, they were systematically taking out the longe range missile batteries bombarding the Kaznakian countryside and cities. The entire thrust of the front would have to cease if order was to be restored behind the lines. Things had not gone as planned; the general knew the executives back at the capital would not be happy, BUT he had to stop or the whole front might collapse from the strategic attacks being made by the allied forces.
He had ordered almost a million men to attack the city of Trav and surrounding area (they were in place, but the generals attention was diverted to the paratroopers landing behind his lines). But even that attack seemed it may have to be halted until the situation behind the lines was taken care of.
Rostovok slammed his fist on the table. "DAMN THOSE PEOPLE...CURSE THEM ALL!!! We were doing so well, and then they bring in paratroopers to disrupt behind our lines...I TOLD THEM...I TOLD THOSE IDIOTS BACK IN SOVICKNIA...I told them the army needed paratrooper divisions and more Anti-Air Batteries!!! Those fools never listen....NOW THE ASSAULT IS GOING TO HAVE TO HAULT UNTIL I CAN CLEAN UP THIS DAMN MESS!!!"
His officers just stood at attention as their chief ramped and raved about the current situation. He then lifted up his head and looked strait at the air-commander.
"(sigh)....We are gonna have to hold for now.....but at least get some of you fighters in the air to keep those people from dropping abut a million men behind our lines....GOT THAT!!!"
He stopped, cursed again, shook his head, then looked at his officers. "....I want the city of Trav!! I dont care if the rest of the army is on hold....the divisions in place for the assault on Trav must ATTACK!!!....REGARDLESS!!!.....CRUSH THOSE KAZNAKIAN FOOLS!!!"
Everyone yelled, "YES SIR!!!"
“…..Now….the reinforcements are going to have to be used to try and fix the problem behind the lines….”

Kaznakian Army Headquaters:
General Trov hastily watched as his map advisors moved the positions of the army around. He new that a many a good allied soldier had been dropped behind the lines of the Sovick Army to try and disrupt its success. Trov was sickened to think that they would be surrounded and utterly destroyed for such gallant bravery.
He quickly straitened himself up and turned to face the officers he had assembled for the quick meeting.
“Men…..We have been fighting in a bloody conflict that has only been in progress for a few days…and already many a good man has died!!! BUT, we must keep it in our minds that they die not for land or more power…but for FREEDOM!!...And freedom is what our allies are helping us fight for….Its freedom that has spured them on with great gallantry and bravery. It’s the sense of freedom that made them drop more than 20,000 men behind enemy lines to help stop the enemies advance…THUS…buying US time!!!....I say we can not let them fight this alone!!! THEY NEED ALL THE ASSISTANCE THE CAN GET!!...Thus, I want you gentlemen to send what forces you can and drive into the Sovick front line right here!!!” He slammed his hand on the table and pointed to a section of the map. “If we attack here, and draw the Sovicks attention, this will buy the allies more time, and distract them from trying to amass and pulverize all those men behind the lines!!!”
“But….But sir….we are slim enough as it is….Many of our forces are at Trav…Which by the way, is going to be assaulted any time now or day!!!”
“TRAV OR NO TRAV….We have to help…or those brave men out there fighting for THIS FREE REPUBLIC may not be around!!!....I SAY PUSH…PUSH AT THIS POINT!!!.... If the attack will buy time….thats good enough!!!”
With that said….plans were made to try and do a simultaneous attack as the allies attacked.

Once the forces of black T had seen the Kaznakians attack they drove the armoured and infantry attack that they had planned at enemy lines. Mortars and Crusaders bombared the enemy forces as the went forward. Small battles erupted all up and down the line, the element of suprise greatly aided the allied offensive against the sovickian lines. Rivdal's Assistant. Colonel Peterson lead the main attack. "FOR FREEDOM! ONWARD MEN! ONWARD!" yelled Peterson as he waved his pistol around in the air. "We will not stop until we have broken them!" yelled Peterson again. A chorus of Ohhrahs and Yeahs! greeted his yells. so 300,000 soldiers pushed forward against the enemy line in various locations. 50 Bradleys and 20 APCS were sent streaming through a hole in the lines made by the offensive, and the rode towards the artillery area.

"We have to act fast!" Yelled a wounded General Rivdal. "Soon their entire military might will be upon us like vultures to a carcass!" Rivdal fired three more rounds at an enemy. They had broken them for the most part.. but he'd lost 5,000 soldiers in the process.. the 15,000 man force began manning the artiller pieces and aiming for the sovickian army assembled near Trav. After reading the maps the had a pretty decent idea of where it was, but just to be sure the bomber squadron flew over it and raidoed coordinates back to the General. Rivdal grabbed a radio and sent a transmission to General Trov. "General Trov, We've bought you time.. Use it well. " he then switched to peterson. "Peterson this is Rivdal are the transports imbound?" asked Rivdal sounder very worried. " YEs sir they are going at top speed they will be there soon." replied the Colonel.

After they had fired off a dozen rounds from each weapon Rivdal had them all destroyed with Frag grendes and c4. They then established a permieter around a small fortified position and waited for their rescue. Most of the men were down to pistols by now. And most of them thought they would die. No most of them knew they would die. But dying for freedom, no matter whose freedom it is is worth it. And each and every soldier knew that. an hour or so later several c130s flew over low dropping off ammo boxes around 50 yards from the fortified area. dozens of soliders went out to retirieve them. Squad based Machine guns and ammo for the xm8 assualt rifles. Cheers went up all over the area. But would the ammo really make the difference.

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Forgive me for the long time away.....my computer had problems and was being fixed on....then something else happened to it and it was offline for a while....BUT IM BACK!!!

General Rostovoks forces were taking a heavy beating with the enemies behind his lines and the huge onslaught of allied forces pushing at his front lines. Over the past few weeks an estimated 480,000 brave Sovick soldiers had been utterly annihilated in the ferious fighting. But that didn’t touch the surface of the manpower the Sovick Republic had at its disposal. Rostovok knew the casualties were high, but the politicians back home didnt care as long as there were victories. Rostovok had to keep fighting; he had to push and push. He had brought up 3 quarters of the Sovick army to fight on the front lines. If he couldn’t fight them strategically he would swarm them with manpower. But such acts were raising the casualty higher and higher.
General Rostovok had ordered the attack on Trav to commence almost a week ago, fighting was still in practice at the city. Tons and tons of shells had been hurled into the vile city; tens of thousand of citizens had perished, and man many more thousands of soldiers had died. But despite the casualties Rostovok poured the men into the surrounding landscape and city to continue the fighting. Although his lines wavered, he was determined to take Trav and at least halt the allied push in his front line.

The battle for the Kaznakians wasn’t going well at Trav. With the initial attacks on the Sovicks main battle front, no reinforcements could be sent to Trav, and the situation was critical. General Trov had gotten reports of over 150,000 casualties in and around the city for the past two weeks; the rest were being battered by the constant wave attacks by the Sovickians armored divisions. The enemy was estimated to have over a million men just to take the city, and the Kaznakians estimated less than half that number. But General Trov was determined to help the allies in the center on the battle line in an attempt to break their front advance. Thankfully the allies were stalling the whole Sovick drive and in parts were pushing back almost 7 miles. But with all such good news, there was the bad news....and the bad news was Trav.
Perhaps they will be able to hold......