NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is the continuation of the begginings of an RP at http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=380459&page=1&pp=15

There are currently around 4nations involved in the RP.

IC:

In the Secret Service mainstream intelligence sector...

" Sir, message just came in! I think you should take a look at this! "

" What is it Sputer? "

" Read it quickly! "

As the Captain leaned foward he could clearly read the title, and he gave a shout of terror!

" Move it Sputer! get the alarm system going, we must have everyone on shift to get to work tracking this down!!!"

" Yes SIR! "

The message that they had picked up was spreading like WildFire accross the world. Any nation which had the most minimal of Intelligence Equipment could receive the message.

In nations large and small intelligence operatives Read the same message, one sent by Rebels from Hotdogs2. It read:

People of the World!

We are members of the resistance to oppression Group from Hotdogs2. We send this message to you in hope that you will help us in our fight against the evil doings of our so called "democratic" Government.

Hotdogs2 is a nation of a bloody history, but none so bad as what has happened now:

On December 5th, of this year we carried out a small raid on a military instalation that was there to carry out tests of a new killer gas, capable of killing almost any person or animal living.

This Gas, as we were proven right, was to be used against citizens of Hotodogs2.

Two days after this raid that unfortunatly failed miserably 100,000 civilians who had nothing to do with the raid were put into gas chambers, massive buildings capable of holding up to 3000 people in extremely cramped conditions. these people were told that they were specially choosen to aid our nation in civil ways to make the nation a more democratic place to live. What actually happened was that they were left to two days with no food and water, before the new killer gas, known as GX-3, was let into the room. Every person in the room died, and this occured in many places over.

To add to this act of disgraceful act against Humanity the town of Grierdorag was bombed and shelled by Military Bombers, and cruise missiles launched for no reason other than 100 rebels had been caught that had family in the town, who had no links to our operations for Democracy.


That was only the best news we had, for we then received Information that showed that Hotdogs2 was preparing a nuclear disaster to happen in a desert wasteland were many convicts had been sent, and they hoped to get the outside world to believe this was our fault and send the government aid and weapons to aid in a war against us.

We have though unfortunatly failed in all attampts to stop this from happening so far. That is why we must ask for other nations to help.

Send troops immediatly to stop the Dictatorship that is called a government, and stop a nuclear catastrophy that would be the worst murder of any kind ever!

End message

OOC: feel free to send troops in, but i must ask that you send no more than 2.5million troops at a time, and feel free to pick what side you support. You must Rp properly though so i dont want: " I send ten nukes, your dead! "

but more like the post Below, that may be shorter though(please).

IC:

" Stop the detonation in Gredorgad Immediatly! " Shouted Field Marsh; Atkins.

" Yes sir! You Heard him Soldier! Move it! " Repplied His second in command, general Wollfish.

Soon a message was returned,



The Detonation is about to take place, the nuclear reactor has been to set to overheat already, we cannot stop it now.


" F**K! " Shouted the General, " HAVE THOSE IN CHARGE TORTURED AND SHOOT IMMEDIATLY! "

Half an Hour later...

" This is Kent Brockhead reporting from the outskirts of Gredorgad. " The camera started to move slowly back " Today we have seen the greatest Disaster in the whole of Hotdogs2 Long history. " The camera alows you to see vast clouds of nuclear fallout and massive damage in glimpses of the city that was, but is, no more.

" yes, the most terrible that could be has happened, a nuclear disaster! We still have reports coming in of how it happened, some sources say it was a terrorist attack, others say it was a simple malfunction in the nuclear reactor. What it was we may never know. We shall now go over to kate who has more on this story"

" Thankyou Kent, yes, we have seen a nuclear disaster, not seen for many years. What has happened here is that the local Nuclear powerplant exploded with massive force, destroying most of Gredorgad, and killing up to 2million citizens who lived in Gredorgad! "

At this point President yang turned off the television, smashing the screen with a chair that he threw at it.

" How could you do this! You Idiots! I knew i should never have let anyone but myself control operations on such a major scale such as this, the operation should have gone off without a hitch, now we have newreporters sending out appeals for help from nations that will want to destroy us, take their chance to come and grab some extra land for themselves! And all because of you! "

" Im sor " stamered the Field Marshal

" Silence! I did not ask for you to speak! Guards! Take him away and put him in your best room! "

As he said this he gave a mad histericall laugh, he had been in power for no longer than three years and already his doom seemed to be in sight, he would never surrender though!

OOC: The geography of Hotdogs2.

Hotdogs2 is situated in the region of The New Commonwealth, and borders several of the smaller members of the region in a small continent.

Hotdogs2 has shores on the east and west sides, although the west Shoreline is scraggier, with cliffs and rocky beaches hard to traverse, especcialy in vehicles.

The east Shoreline however is much smother, there are many Sandy beaches easy to cross, and harder slightly stony beaches also. These beaches can stretch for up to 400miles with many small towns situated there.

The main population is placed towards the centre of Hotdogs2, along major Rivers that link these cities to the great oceans, such as the atlantic ocean and the regional seas surrounding the New Commonwealth.

There are several states which i shall list below with approximate possition and terrain with any additional informations:

Northern States:

These are in mountanous areas with a smaller population, valleys with many small streams, rivers and lakes and wooded/forested landscapes that have been untouched by the construction companies due to the difficult terrain. The military here is mainly special operations teams with experiance in warfare in this type of region. There are approximatly 3million troops here, including airforce personnel.

Western states:

These are hilly lands that can be easily travelled and are good for farming, mainly of grazing animals. These areas have a denser population than the north but are less populated than other states. the coastline is not very well defended due to natural defences although there are some beaches available for landing etc for amphibious troops. To the south of this western Coastline there are marshes perfect for Cushion craft operations. These are patrolled mainly by the Airforce but the Navy also keep guard a bit in these areas. Several Missile Silos and radar emplacements are situated here.

Eastern States:

These are flast land, to the north there are small areas of desert, and this is were Gredorgad once was, but is now a smouldering crater hole with poisonous fall out.

The coastline is quite well populated and is a mixture of beaches and a few chalk cliffs.

This area holds several large ports used by the Navy for their carriers and Battleships etc.

There is a large Military presence from all three forces.

The dert areas also hold training facilities for troops and research areas used to test new weapons(eg poisonous gases)

Southern States:
This land was once Forests and marshy lands but now most of the forest has been cut down to make way for Industry and new towns. This is were H2s factories are mainly situated.

Central States:

Most of the population is here, large Airforce Presence and some army presence. land is flat and many cities located here. The north contains Some desert regions, and they have some wandering Nomad trivbes situated, and there are rebels here and in the very north in the mountains.

BUMP!!! This is GOOD RP!(i hope... :D)

Message to Rebel Leader.
The Government of Hotdogs2 has breached the Geneva Convention with its actions.
The Central Council of Khwarezmia has voted 100% for supporting the rebels.

200,000 Troops, consisting of the Women's Death Battalion, and half the Khwarezmian Royal Guard are ready for deployment to support the rebels immediately.

The KNS Celestial Destroyer and KNS Loki Aircraft Carrier is moving in to provide support for the rebels immediately, they include 2,000 Marines.

These troops will be supported by the Imperial Airforce and Navy, Cossack Armoured Regiment, Cossack Cavalry Regiment, 1st Khwarezmian Artillery Regiment and 1/2 of the Khwarezmian Lightfoots totalling 395,000 supporting troops. Also the KSOC are sending a detachment.

The Tsar requests the council of the Rebel Leader to conduct talks and plans.

OOC: More info on regiments in factbook (in signature).

Premier Cheeser12 was playing Half-Life 2 when he suddenly heard a knock at his door.
Quickly closing the program, he said, "Come in."
A man walked in, saluted, and handed the premier a note. "Message from some rebels in a nation called Hotdogs2.", he said.
The premier scanned over the letter. "Hmm....", he mumbled. "More genocide."
He put the letter down. "Contact these rebels: tell them I'll pledge troops to their cause. And also tell them I'd like to have a few of my generals meet with the leader to discuss a strategy.", he said.
The man saluted again. "Yes sir."
He quickly ran down the hall to send a message to the rebels in Hotdogs2:


OFFICIAL COMMUNIQUE FROM THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF CHEESER12
Attention rebels: we would be willing to deploy troops to help with your cause. We would like to send 4 of our generals to discuss a strategy with your leader.
Please reply ASAP.

Communiqué to Cheeser12 and H2 Rebels
From Tsar of Khwarezmia
The Tsar proposes that we meet at the Imperial Palace to discuss our strategy for deposing the Government of H2.

Accomodation will be at the Palace.

The Khwarezmian Navy can arrange for the Rebel Leader to get to Khwarezmia.

PS. The Tsar also would like to know if he can borrow Cheeser12's copy of HL2 when he's finished it?

Message End

The man sent another message:
OFFICIAL COMMUNIQUE FROM THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF CHEESER12
To: Hotdogs2 Rebels and Khwarezmia

We agree with this: we will send our generals to meet with Khwarezmia and the rebels at Khwarezmia's Imperial Palace.

P.S.: The Premier would be glad to let you borrow HL2 when he is done with it. Whether he'll ever finish it on "Easy" remains to be seen, however.......

OOC> is this the result of the previous thread?

OOC: My fault with the SS-FI troops, (read previous posts from other thread)... and yeah that was me using my friends name. He'll be putting a post in here very soon to join in! *More fun!* BTW I'll RP the SS-FI pulling out...

RP:

Bahden Khaler was furious, as was Dieter Hassenbrien... "HOW THE HELL DID THEY KNOW SO SOON!" he hissed, his eyes looked around with a mixture of shock and disbelief, "And who the hell is the spy?" he murmured to himself. Khaler too was surprised, he had been preparing to send a communique to the leadership of H2 about their actions when he had heard that the SS-FI teams that were to be dropped via Maritime support had been told politely, yet forcibly, to back up and let the H2 military do their work.

The airborne forces had only just made it in thanks to their low flying A-400's, yet even now they had crossed back into Akrozia, some of them extremely ill from radiation poisoning caused by the recent nuclear 'accident' in H2.

"They may have spies in here" Khaler said, "but they are on our side", he turned around and yelled at the people who were standing around them, "AND IF THAT LOWLY SPY IS IN HERE! HE CAN TELL HIS MASTERS THAT WE MEAN NO HARM AND ARE SENDING ASSISTANCE... ASSISTANCE! TO HIS EMPIRE!"

The silence that filled the chamber was almost absolute... save the sound of Hassenbrien's mask hissing air as he walked past those near them, eyeing each one, trying to see if any would crack. There was the faithful transport driver, someone Dieter thought shouldn't be there, he looked at him, trying to pierce within his features and see if there was anything, or anyone, that the Emperor should know about. The driver stood firm though, as if he had nothing to fear, Dieter grunted within his mask and continued, grabbing the unfortunate man beside the driver and taking him away...

"Alright, now that you've had your fun Dieter. Let me work something out with H2 leadership. We're much too small to be a threat, and we don't want them thinking we are one. But have the military prepared to move in and provide assistance should they call for it."

Dieter bowed, "as you wish your lordship!" He turned to his driver, "to the Limo driver, then to Camp Iron Pak, we need to see the Commander of War and get our regiments ready"

PRATOSAN CABINET MEETING: 1126 Hrs (Aust-EST)


Prime Minister Thomas Bowmaker looked at the imagery again with his closest advisors. The desolate wasteland was truly wasted now, even a nation as big as H2 would suffer from this horrendous catastrophe. "What a disgrace..." murmured Bowmaker as he watched the scenes of H2's own people slowly being killed by the radiation, "and to think a nation could do that to its own people" said his assistant.

"It is a true shame. We need to help these rebels, such evil is not possible in this modern world!" he growled. At that time the new head of Pratosan International Secret Intelligence (P.I.S.I) Eric Ferguson stood up, "But Minister, we saw what the H2 navy did to Akrozia when they tried to send in forces, they were activated within moments!"

Bowmaker nodded, "I know, but Akrozia is full of spies, anyone with a half decent I.D can get in there without being noticed. But here, here we can afford to keep our counter-spy operations up to speed." Ferguson simply agreed, "true Minister, we have already wiped out a number of spies from both Akrozia and even had one or two from other nations since we brought in our counter-intel units"

"Nevertheless, if Akrozia has spies, then we must assume that H2 has spies in our facilities, maybe even here" stated Defence Minister Peter Gratton, "I know it's none of my business," he said as he continued. "But if we can focus our efforts on counter-intel for a while and only a little on the International part of P.I.S.I, then maybe we can lock this place down before the enemy can get any info about what we're doing" Both Bowmaker and Ferguson agreed as they continued on.

"Alright, here's what we need to do..."

...

After a few hours, the Pratosan plan was set, and wheels began to turn. The first one being counter-intelligence. Another smaller wheel began to move in one of the Pratosan Naval installations as a single Typhoon class submarine, modified to carry huge amounts of cargo, was loaded with equipment and a small number of personnel from Pratosan Special Forces, and proceeded to slip out of the harbour and head towards H2 territory. It was staying within thermal currents to hide its thermal readings, and using local weather conditions to mask its movements across the ocean from satellite investigation...

Meanwhile, a small broadcast was recieved by a member of H2 resistance from the P.I.S.I...

"The nation of Pratosa will gladly extend any support it can to the people of H2 who wish freedom from such horrendous tyranny. Our greatest enemy is involved in this conflict and as such it would be tantamount to suicide to let him join forces with such a large empire!"

bump

OOC> is this the result of the previous thread?

OOC: Correct! You score full points, :D! haha, lol
welcome new nations to this RP, Good to have you involved!

IC:

To: CHEESER12 and Khwarezmia
From: Rebel Leaders

We agree to your terms Khwarezmia, please be aware that Hotdogian troops are very dangerous as they are well equiped and these are several million special ops troops.

Help for your nations on Hotdogs2's military:

There are 61million personnell in the military, that is around 3% of the population.

6million of these troops are poorly equipped and poorly trained, and they are the reserve forces operating older weapons(e.g. Leopard2 MBTs)

The Army and Marines has 31million troops, 5million of which are the reserve troops. Weapons used are the OICW as standard assault Rifle.

Amoured vehicles are supplied by Phoenixius. A total of 3000 Armour Columns

That is a total of 1,695,000 Vehicles. the weapons bought can be viewed at: http://s4.invisionfree.com/The_NC_Forum/index.php?showtopic=94
as can be the aircraft

Air Force(only part of it, most technologically upto date section only)

200 Air sup Packages.

50 Advanced Bomber Packages.

And 500 Balanced Upgrades

Navy: We cannot say at the current time
End message

OOC: Tag for interest, may join later if given time.

OOC: Tag for interest, may join later if given time.
OOC: Wee, our region has some active posters! BUMP!

Does anyone know anything about this so called "NS world war"? Looks like its a noobs war....lol

IC:

Official Hotdogian2 Government responce:

Hotdogs2 would like to declare to the world that the reason for the nuclear blast was completely due to terrorists from a rebel group operating from within our nation. These terrorists are to be caught and tried immediatly. Any nation who atempts to help these so called "Civil Right Rebellion" members will be declared war on by H2.

By decre of The New Emperor, Great Leader Yang,

Commander of Foreign and internal affairs, hotdogs2.

OOC: send some troops along please! i shall post more about my milytary as soon as possible(probably tommorow, i shall think about it at school, hehe)

The TGK has sent an encrypted communication to the Rebels.

-= Class 3 Priority =-

The TGK supports you in face of this horrendous thing known as Tyranny.

We are willing to commence joint operations with you and any allies.
To help with this we will send:

33rd, 34th, 36th Tank Divisions (10 Light tanks, 20 MBTs in each Division)
200000 Troops (Class 2 Soldiers) armed with AK74s
31st Navy Tactics group (10 Warlord Heavy Cruisers, 5 God Slayer battleships, 2 Puppeteer Aircraft carriers (10 Darts and 10 Chifs), 10 Reclaimer Attack Subs, 1 Sacrilege Seige Boat) will aid with insertion of all forces by using cruise missiles and the Sacrilege seige boat attached to that group, after the insertion the navy shall withdraw and await further orders.

Also as a side note we will use this as a test for our country's latest project:
the LUMIERE project, they will obey any orders you give them provided they are not... stupid. (OOC: i.e. Shoot yourself just for kicks)

We will not mark any of our soldiers with insignia of country to protect ourselves, according to any official channels we have NOT sent you any form of aid at all... keep it all hush-hush.

S. Saizuki
Advisor to Salvos the 106th.

-= Message Ends =-

OOC: Not late am I? :rolleyes:

Communiqué to the Government of Hotdogs2 from Khwarezmia.

We have verified evidence of the Genocide committed by your forces.
You have breached International Law.

As a result, there now exists a state of war between Hotdogs2 and Khwarezmia.

Message End

Encrypted Message to Rebels and Allies.

The Khwarezmian Warfleet is entering H2 waters, the forces listed earlier are either in transit, or accompanying the Warfleet.

Valkyrie Fighter/Bombers are beginning an air offensive to establish a beach-head on the Eastern Coast. This achieved the Khwarezmian forces will be able to bring entire Taskforce to bear.

A flight of nine Valkyrie fighter/bombers hugged the ground. They were spearheading the air assault on the H2 Government. They had barely encountered the opposing forces, and this mission was to test their defences.

A radar blip appeared on Flight Leader Dyron Mikhailovic's screen.

"Bogey twenty clicks. Red Squadron climb to ten thousand angels. Blue Squadron flank right. Over."

The squadron leaders chorused "Over." and peeled away.

Five minutes later the flight had indentified six other aircraft closing in. They split into pairs and targetted the three Valkyrie squadrons.

"All squadrons target bogeys and fire at will."

"Affirmaive."

"Roger that."

The Flight Leader's HUD blipped as he came in range. He pressed the trigger and launched a missile at one of the aircraft. As soon as he released it every alarm began flashing and bleating at him.

"Green break formation! Break!"

The three planes split off, and Dyron turned into a tight series of maneuvers, flares and chaff spewed out of his aircraft, he hit radar jam.

The missile exploded behind him.

"Blue three, Splash 1."

"Blue leader Splash 2."

"Red three Spla-"

"Green two Splash 3."

Dyron swore. There were still three left. Nine missiles, 3 aircraft. His proximity alarmed whined in his ear as he skimmed at 50 ft above ground level. Then a large shape flitted in his rear-view.

He swore again as tracer flew by him. He climbed and spiralled, behind him the aircraft followed. Then exploded.

"Green two Splash 4."

"Roger that."

The other two enemy aircraft were turning away, trying to flee. The Flight Leader was pissed off.

"Flight rejoin." he ordered.

After-burners on, the remaining flight gave chase, downing the aircraft with a salvo of missiles, only three hit the aircraft.

"Flight, count off."

"Green Two."

There was silence.

"Blue Leader."

Another silence.

"Blue three."

More silence.

"Red two."

Silence.

Dyron swore again. That had not been a good engagement.

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"KNS Loki Control this is Valkyrie Flight Alpha. Permission to land. Over."

"Number of aircraft? Over."

"Five. Over."

"Queuing you up."

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On board the KNS Loki aircraft carrier, Dyron met his flight, or what was left of them. The Aircraft deck was thick with smoke and fumes. KNS Loki had lost 60% of its aircraft in one operation.

OOC: Argh! I know I can do better than this...

OOC:
Khwarezmia- Could you take your time over your air assaults please? i can only post once a day or twice a day. That means your attacks cant be repeled by my forces. My airforce is large you know...lol. my radar is also very good, and so the chances would be there would be A LOT of fighters going to intercept you. My advice is, carry on RPing that well, but send in larger strikes, so that you can have a massive airbattle and we can sort our aircraft losses over a longer period of time, that way we dont get any godmoding(as that could be classed as).

Another thing, i also have a large navy, before attacking my land forces you should have a naval battle(lol). if you attacked now you would get pulverised, that would mainly be because you do not have control of the seas. COuld you post also your military? Dont forget however troops you have you will need ships to carry them, and that can be a massive amount!

Teh great Kazham- You should think about that navy, if you have that many troops you will need a lot of transport, and that means lots of logistics, support etc, in other words you will have more like 700,000 men over in my sector, and you will need more air support. Right now i could easily crush your fleet, mainly because just ONE of my carriers has up to 100 aircraft. And seeing as my fleets have several Super Carriers...lol.

IC:

" TEN FOURTEEN! TENFOURTEEN! " Came the alarm. A 10 14 was an attack by air, picked up on radar upon take off and the 14 was the number of planes so far caught upon Radar.

" Scramble! " Shouted Pilot officer Dave downsworth.

There was a mad rush of pilots jumping into their vehicles and speeding off, and others just having to sprint to their planes. Others were already by their aircraft and as soon as they heard the first signs of warning jumped into their aircarft and started up their engines.

two squadrons were preparing to take off, a total of 60 Aircraft, and their prey was only around a quarter of their size, or so they thought. Most of the pilots had already thought about how there were CAPs taking place all the time, over the sea and land, over deserts and mountains, anywere they could fly, so that being the case why did they have to take off to intercept several planes?

What they didnt realise was that their new planes from Phoenixius carried a secret armament, something they did not yet know about. This weapon was, an AS, anti ship missile. The fighters could get to their prey by themselves, with no support, and take out several ships of the enemy forces. Untill the navy, which was out of experiance, could get their fleets over to defend their airspace then they would have to do it.

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In a rebel camp....

" Move it Sandwhich! " Shouted a sargent, " we havent got all day! "

" Sorry sir! " replied Sandwhich,

" Theres no such thing as sorry in our line of bussiness! "

" Yes sir! "

The sargent and his squad were trekking across wooded valleys, for several days they had done this, they had been in a utility hellicopter before being shot down by the Hotdogian Airforce.

They had nearly no rations, but their experiance and sheer attitude to the war they were in was pulling them through. They had fought several battles, mainly against elite forces of the Armed forces, people who they wanted to be on their side, and to be comrades with.

As the sargent and his troops reached a small clearing they heard the sound of helicopters flying nearby. As they waited in silence in the dense vegitation they prepared their AAM-2 for launch. They knew that most helicopters carried very new IR systems that would easily pick them up.

As the helicopters came into sight from the other side of the valley it suddenly slowed down, and turned to face their squad.

" FIRE! " Ordered the Sargent to the Anti Air missile operator.

Bang! There was a wishing sound as the missile locked onto its target. Flying much faster than most planes could, let alone a helicopter, the missile soon struck, there was a massive explosion as the missile collided with its target. All that was left was a rolling ball flaming wreckage, the remains of the helicopter.

OOC:
Hotdogs2, didn't you say your country was surrounded by other countries in your region? How could you have a naval battle with no water ;) .
I'll begin my RP as soon as you reply.

OOC: This is in no way related to the RP, just a canned response.

IC:

From: The World Humanitarian League Headquarters for The Burnsian Desert
To: Hotdogs2

We have recieved word of the... inhumane acts... committed on your citizens, and we request that we be allowed to set up aid stations around your country for those affected.

Sincerely,
John Roud'n
Burnsian Director

OOC: That flight was part of a larger task force, so I've lost a fair few than just the aircraft in that flight. Also, Military intelligence does not know of the full scale of H2 forces, hence it was a test of their defences. Will make that more clear next time.

Navy - my navy is quite a bit smaller than yours, so it would be faster to organise. So next post perhaps we have a naval battle (sees fleet disappearing swiftly, under the sea.)

My military is the second post of my factbook: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=7669067#post7669067

In H2 waters there is only Loki (30 valkyrie fighter/bombers) and Celestial. But the rest of the navy except Astral, Spectre and Ghost are on their way, do you think the rest of the fleet should be included? Then we can have a sea-battle with an air-battle raging overhead, complete chaos :D .

The army is still boarding troop ships in the safety of Port St. Loren in Khwarezmia.

Communistic Nevada will also pledge troops to the rebel's cause.

From: Communistic Nevada
To: Hotdogs2 Rebels

Communistic Nevada will pledge troops for your support. We will send as many need be to help bring down this maniacal dictator. We will also send 2 of our Generals to discuss plans on attacking the dictator and his followers.

OOC hey cheser its me from 10k

IC
the 3 mustang fighters screamed acrosse the groud, only a couple of metres of the ground, following them where the 2 heavy landers.
after 2 minuits they slowed, the mustangs vered of and returned up inyo yhr atmospher. the 2 transports landed and quickly dployed the 80 men they had been carrying. the soldiers quickly split up. they heard the familier noise of the heavy droop ships leaving the atmospher, and they hurried of th there targets

OOC: Hey guys! Great to see you could help out :) I'm starting my RP now.

IC:
The C.N.S.(Cheeser12ian Naval Ship) Lenin was sitting in the waters as navy personnel ran around to prepare to depart: it was almost all ready, now all that was left to do was wait.
On the bridge, a communications officer suddenly received a message. "Sir!", he called to the captain. The captain walked over. "What is it?". "Sir, orders from Admiral McKain: we're departing with the rest of the fleet to Hotdogs2 waters."
"When?"
"Immediately."
The captain nodded. After informing the ship that they were departing immediatly, the ship slowly moved out of the harbor. Many on board were saying prayers or shaking: Cheeser12 had never seen combat before. And they were going to be the first to see it. One phrase was uttered throughout the ship, even by those who were not religious: "God help us all."

1st Fleet
3 Orel Ul'yanovsk Class carriers
3 Kreml class Aircraft Carrier Cruisers
15 Fregat II Udaloy-II class destroyers
7 Atlant Krasina/Slava class cruisers
6 Orlan Kirov Class cruisers
16 Gepard class frigates
6 Borei class submarines
5 Dolphin DELTA IV submarines
19 Supply Ships

The fleet is expected to arrive in about 1 NS month.

OOC2:Are my fleet numbers too high or too low or just right? If someone notices something wrong with them, I'd appreciate it if they told me: thanks!

Tobashimou Seiyuki Subterranean Military Complex,
The Giantspine Mountains, Tenarius
872 Meters Beneath Mount Erukia

"All present?" Minister Nakumo queried.

There was a chorus of Ayes from the gathered group of top-ranking Military Personell.

Katsuka Nakumo picked up a folder and began flipping through it, examining the contacts while speaking to the gathering. "As you all know the Elections will be ending in a few days. Until then we have to keep doing as the Citizen's Council orders, something which I personally dislike. In four hours the voting results will be in, the people of Tenarius will decide whether or not we should activate 1,000,000 of our own brave men and women for combat duty. Combat duty that would take place in our own regional neighbor of Hotdogs2."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs cleared her throat, took a sip of water, then continued.

"The only problem I see with this is that I had hoped to gain favor with Hotdogs2 once the Brotherhood seizes power from the Royalists. I know Witzgall and Truitt are likely allies, and New Kaland has been funding us from the beginning. All we need now is for me to claim the mantle of the Queen and everything has been laid clear for our domination of the New Commonwealth." She finished.

"With all due respect Mistress, you know how likely it is that the People will vote yes for this invasion. How do we go about preventing it? There is no way we can rig the elections, it'll be hard enough to seize control of the Royal Family," Royal Champion General Rukima asked.

Katsuka smiled. "Rukima, you control the Infantry, Yukima controls the Cavalry, and the Navy won't be doing much in this operation. I leave it up to you two as to how you can keep things quiet and make sure the Military does not prevail over Hotdogs2 if it goes to war."

"We will be spending the next few days in this bunker, I have reason to believe that high-ranking Liberals from the Council may have discovered part of our plot. Boys, I assume your troops can protect us from harm?"

The gathered officers all nodded.

"Good, then lets get to work," she said.

The military parade organised itself before the podium. Banners of the Akrozian empire fluttered in the breeze around the huge citadel. Fortress 12 was built on the Akrozian shoreline, and the podium was braced by a pair of the powerful ‘Adjudicator’ multi-barrel heavy cannons. The imposing gatling howitzers only added to the atmosphere as waves of infantry marched into their respective positions. Once the military parade was over, Emperor Khaler arose from his throne on the podium and walked forward. Hassenbrien, standing in front of the parade with an entire battalion of his Secret Service soldiers, snapped to attention and with startling strength bellowed “The emperor stands before us!”

Upon this call, every trooper, over a million servicemen, knelt and lowered their heads in the posture of respect. Khaler came up to Hassenbrien and lay his hand on Hassenbrien’s shoulder “Arise my brethren” Khaler called. The troops stood up, and came to the ‘At ease’ position, the single resounding BOOM from over a million feet shifting managed to trigger some people’s car alarms.

“Warriors of the Empire!” Khaler said, “Today, we embark on a mission, a mission that will see our forces step from the shadows, and arise into glory!”
Khaler waited for the cheers to die down and continued, “My fellow Akrozians, my brothers and sisters” he put his arms out, “today, you make history! You are the best soldiers in the region!” Khaler’s voice picked up and a controlled fury brought his voice to its peak, “YOU ARE SUPERIOR! YOU ARE INVINCIBLE! AND YOU WILL WIN!!!” Khaler put his arm forward in salute and shouted “FOR AKROZIA!!!” A chorus of over a million voices boomed “FOR POWER!!!” in response to their leaders call.

Khaler accepted a final march past and left. Once he had left, Hassenbrien stood atop where Khaler had stood, “My fellow soldiers. It is an honour to serve with you all. Now, we prove to the world that we are superior! We will destroy our enemy, and what we cannot crush with words, we shall crush under our feet!” Hassenbrien looked out at the men, they were ready to fight, they were ready to kill. Hassenbrien took advantage of the situation as best he could, “NO MERCY!” he roared, “AND NO FORGIVENESS!!! MAN YOUR POSITIONS! FOR TODAY, WE GO TO WAR!!!”

Hassenbrien basked in the glory of the moment, with a million of his troops roaring for blood below him, and a full scale war in sight, Hassenbrien had never felt so powerful in his entire life…

…

As Akrozia has long stated, our nation intends to support the current H2 leadership by providing equipment and manpower for the following activities:

• Counter Insurgency Operations
• Military advisory roles/ militia training
• Sabotage of enemy forces (SS-FI forces)
• Major conflict with internal threats
• Major conflict with external threats

As such, to keep our word we are providing a full half of our current military capability, over 1.5 million men and women from all three services. The Akrozian Armed Services – Army, – Navy and – Air Force, the AAS-A, AAS-N and AAS-AF respectively.

LOCATION:
Akrozian military forces intend to set up in the wastes that were once Grodorgad, this way we are out of the way of the H2 military. The AAS is intending to be totally self sufficient from the moment of arrival, and as such the AAS-N is providing its own modular dry-dock facilities and is carrying a prefab runway amongst its supplies. These pieces of equipment will eventually be replaced by permanent installations at the cost of Akrozia.

Akrozia intends to occupy the leftovers of Grodorgad due to the following reasons:
A) No civilian population
B) Easily defended due to constant NBC environmental conditions
C) Nice flat land to build upon. Except for a crater, which Akrozia intends to utilise…

Army:
Army presence will be comprised of 900,000 troops. Of which just over half (500,000) will be combat troops.

Infantry armour comes in three varieties.
Light Infantry armour without NBC filtration:
http://www.movieprop.com/tvandmovie/reviews/starshiptroopersrico1a.jpg

Used for militia/reserves/conscripts and those who require agility over protection. It will also be the armour supplied to citizens militias created within H2. This armour can withstand shell splinters and light rounds (pistol rounds, .22 rounds etc)

Standard Assault Armour:
http://www.angelfire.com/anime3/jinroh/images/artoftoy_graffitidog1.jpg

The standard infantry equipment utilised by AAS-A troops and AAS-AF Fallschirmjeager forces. This equipment is totally sealed against NBC effects, and has self-sustainability functions for up to three hours before oxygen levels must be replaced. This armour can withstand any shell splinters, and will stand up to rifle calibre rounds with ease, although it is not recommended that the trooper lets himself be ‘hit’ so he knows his armour can take it.

Heavy Assault Armour:
http://killzone.wz.cz/KILLZONE%20ART/A2.jpg

A new design recently developed by Akrozian forces, the Heavy Assault Armour is an advanced version of the Standard Assault Armour and can withstand 12.7mm ammunition (fifty cal) and is all but impervious to rifle calibre ammunition. However, despite the fact it can withstand the rifle ammo, rifle ammo will still take one of these suits down, provided you realise you will have to change your clip afterwards.

Akrozian armour has a rather ‘old fashioned’ appearance, however, their archaic appearance hides a ruthlessly effective armoured force that is more than capable of holding its own…


The Intimidator Heavy Tank:
http://www.worldwar2aces.com/kingtiger19.jpg

Equipped with a 140mm smoothbore rail-gun, the Intimidator is the heaviest tank in Akrozian arsenals. The special gyro-stabilised firing platform and rapid reload system makes the railgun a rather fast firing system for its size, and its impressive armour piercing performance makes it a worthy adversary for any opponent.

The Imposer Medium Tank:
http://www.students.tut.fi/~kermie/photos/panther.jpg

Equipped with a lighter 90mm high velocity railgun, the Imposer exchanges between firepower and armour for extra speed and agility. This design is the most balanced tank in Akrozian armouries, and is a very useful design in both offence and defence.

The Punisher Heavy Assault Tank:
http://www.lexikon-der-wehrmacht.de/Bilder/Stug/Brummbar-2%

The Punisher is a relatively unique design as it is the only Akrozian tank built as a ‘street fighter’ from the word go. It comes equipped with a powerful 180mm small barrel howitzer that has more than enough explosive power to hammer through any enemy blockhouse or pillbox.

OOC:

"Teh great Kazham- You should think about that navy, if you have that many troops you will need a lot of transport, and that means lots of logistics, support etc, in other words you will have more like 700,000 men over in my sector, and you will need more air support. Right now i could easily crush your fleet, mainly because just ONE of my carriers has up to 100 aircraft. And seeing as my fleets have several Super Carriers...lol."

Assuming that its 5 logistics personnel per transport it will be like 33330 personnel and 6666 Transports holding 30 troops each.
I know I'm out numbered and probably outgunned as well, but my idea is not to fight a superior force head on (thats stupid) after all the essence of war is tactics and not overwhelming superiority (though it makes life a lot easier).

This is a TACTICAL GROUP not an entire fleet, if I sent everything I had we'd be on even terms... just, but wheres the fun in that... its so boring just to say 'I send XXXX Number of units and win' - I'm playing with limited amounts since I stated in my previous post 'We did not send any aid on the official channels' this Tactical group isnt even supposed to be helping officially.

And I applogize for my slow posting, I have College and FFXI to take up all my time :rolleyes:

IC:

"Commander Yodou to crew, we have received orders from our emperor personally:
'Your task is that you delay the opposing army's forces long enough for the landings commence at 03:33 hours, should you survive the odds you shall be rewarded greatly.' - You heard him! we're going to give em hell on water and then some!"

A cheer erupted across the boat, though outnumbered and gunned they are willing to give their lives for the cause and the potential rewards.

### Crackle Crackle ###

"This is Tactical group HQ to Tactical group 31, repeat, this is Tactical group HQ to Tactical group 31 - do you read over? Begin loading Project subjects 1-10 on the Irontooth, we will begin a pre-emptive strike while they are busy with another force... this should hopefully allow them to slip in unnoticed."

Yodou replied to the communication promptly

"We understand TG HQ, will commence with loading promptly..."

Yodou smiled in a strangely psychotic way that was unique to the military personnel of the TGK - Nothing to lose, all to gain thats the way of the TGK.

### Crackle Crackle ###

"This is the logistics support vessels Ambrosia, Kurnov and Gabriel we're here to help with the operation Tactical Group 31."

"Over logistic support, we appreciate the help... it'd be mayhem organising it otherwise"

A laugh echoed on the transmission

"Thats why we're here Tactical Group 31."

Yodou laughed as well then looked at the time, 02:56... Night fighting would be slightly more difficult but then again so would it be as difficult for the opposing forces.
The personnel scurried around, everything was running like clockwork no problems at all...

03:27...

"Begin Operation!"

### Crackle Crackle ###

"Sacrilege... Firing."

And thus the fight had only just begun...

the 80 men ran forward. they were deep inside hotdog's teritory, and they spied what they were looking for. a small missile silo was directl in place. this one place was stoping the full force of the new age guilds air brigades to enter the fray. ship bombardment had been inafective, so it was up to this covert force to take it our. the night marshal signelled for the attack to begin

OOC: I suppose I could say it's been an NS month, right?

IC:
The C.N.S. Lenin was cruising at a reaonable speed towards Hotdogs2. It was getting dark outside, but the battle that was sure to come would light up the night like a Christmas tree.
The captain was staring out the window when a navigation officer called out, "We're approaching Hotdogs2 waters sir." The captain nodded. He walked over to the communications officer. "Contact Admiral McKain. Tell him we're approaching Hotdogs2 waters and are awaiting further orders." The officer nodded. "Yes, sir."

Admiral McKain was sipping a cup of coffee when a uniformed naval officer stepped in holding a piece of paper. McKain took the paper and read it:
"C.N.S. LENIN IS APPROACHING HOTDOGS2 WATERS WITH THE REST OF THE FLEET. AWAITING ORDERS."
McKain nodded and took out a piece of paper and wrote down a reply.
"ORDERS ARE TO HOLD OUTSIDE HOTDOGS2 WATERS AND AWAIT FURTHER ORDERS."
McKain handed the officer the paper. "Send that to the whole fleet.", he said. The officer saluted and exited the room.

Back on the C.N.S. Lenin, the communications officer received the new message. "Sir!", he called to the captain. The captain walked over. "Orders from Admiral McKain,", the officer said," we are to hold outside their waters and await further instructions." The captain nodded. "Alright people! Let's slow this thing down. We're holding outside their waters.", the captain called out to the bridge.
The whole fleet slowly came to a halt outside Hotdogs2 waters.

Meanwhile, Admiral McKain sent a new message to Khwarezmia:
This is Admiral McKain of the Cheeser12ian navy: we are currently holding one of our fleets outside Hotdogs2 waters and will begin an assault on their navy soon. We are unsure of how large their navy is and we would like to know if you wish to coordinate an assault. We are sending the coordinates of our fleet to you now.

Admiral Nelson Mevinski of the Khwarezmian Navy to Admiral McKain.

Most of our ships are within H2 waters. Our radar and low altitude air patrols are showing us a very large fleet, we're not sure if we've seen the whole lot. Currently we are unaware of their intentions, and we have been unable to intercept any of the communications. Our situation is not looking favourable and we are steaming to international waters.

The Khwarezmian Fleet is too small to operate effectively against such a large force on its own. It will be more useful as part of a larger fleet, I suggest that we merge fleets should a naval engagement become inevitable.

Admiral Mevinski stood in the bridge of the Mars Battlecruiser, watching the sea boil around the ships. Occasionally whole ships disappeared into the spray, then reappeared as grey ghosts. The Admiral could see several blips on the edge of the radar screen, he wondered what the H2 fleet was doing, not seeming to attack or retreat, even though the size of it he had seen so far was enough to crush the little Khwarezmian fleet like an ant. Not that it bothered him.

Admiral McKain had the officer send another message:
We agree with this: we should merge our fleets so we stand a better chance against H2's fleet. Do you want us to come to you or should you come to us?

Coded Message from KNS Mars.

The Khwarezmian Fleet is already at full steam, and we are altering course for your position. ETA: 2-3 hours.

Admiral Nelson Mevinski

"Sacrilege reports no successful kills Commander."

Yodou grimaced, looks like hanging back and letting the Sacrilege do most of the initial bombardment is out.

"H2 Fleet approaching, we're launching the entire groups airforce to buy us time to begin ship to ship bombardment Commander"

Yodou grimaced more... things werent going exactly as planned, the Sacrilege was ment to confuse them long enough to prepare for this in advance.

"Irontooths are reporting no hostiles enroute thus far, All Chifs are airborn... Darts currrently taking off at a rapid pace... we may just pull this off."

The bridge shook slightly

"H2 Fleet has begun firing and launching their own fighter craft... we are heavily outnumbered Commander"

Yodou's grimace became a sort of crazed smile

"Well then, we'll just have to whittle em down a bit eh people?"

"Sir yes Sir!" was the united response

"This is the commander speaking to entire tactical group, we are going to engage the enemy. Chifs attack all vessels, Darts attack aircraft, Warlords... fire at will, Reclaimers use unguided salvos, the warlords and the logistics will give tactical data of where they are to you, and my own ship... shoot everything and everyone that isnt ours!"

### Crackle Crackle ###

"Sacrilege, second salvo..."

In the distance a flash of light could be seen as the long range shell hit its mark.

The entire tactical began to trade fire with the H2 fleet, Reclaimers sinking the odd few ships without them noticing, Darts where quickly overwhelmed and so the Chifs began to pick up the slack as best they could

"Aera, Belphont, Kiniso and Ark have been sunk Commander."

Yodou was now worried, they had expected heavy odds against them but this was far more than anticipated for.

"Have you located the 'command' ship?"

"Yes Commander... its the one currently trading fire with the Laka."

Yodou picked up the intercom

"All guns, target the ship attacking the Laka."

All 8 turrets slowly turned towards their targets, weapons primed and ready.

"Commander... all the Warlords have been sunk, Puppeteers are withdrawing, Reclaimers are acting as a rear guard... we're on our own if we stay much longer!"

Yodou looked annoyed with the panicking communications officer

"We're not leaving till we sink that ship! All weapons fire!"

The Battleship rocked heavily with the recoil of some many guns firing simultaneously.

"Commander, IR, Sonar, Radar and Motion show that there is some heavy damage to the opposing boat...."

*BOOM!*

"Heavy Damage! We're been hit!"

*BOOM!*

"We're going to sink at this rate Commander! We've got to withdraw!"

Yodou looked to the communications officer again.

"Your right, we must withdraw... if we make it back I'm going to ask for Tactical groups 26-34 to come next time"

Communications officer listened to another dispatch

"Commander! it seems we've stalled them long enough, reports are stating that 78% of the landing craft belonging to this group have made it to drop point and all the project numbers have been air-dropped successfully into the nearest radar installation."

Yodou smiled... that is before a shell hit the bridge.

OOC:

Kills: 12 + 1 heavily damaged vessel
Losses: Entire Tactical Group other than Reclaimers and Puppeteers.

go go go screamed the night marshal.

the attack had gone well, with only 30 casualties. he watched the hoorison, and saw with clarity the the 3 mustang fighters scream into focus. they fired there 6 missiles and the explosion rocked the ground. he called HQ for a pickup ship. now they could attack properly....



night marshal-http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/NAGcorp/mercury.jpg
mustang fighter-http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/NAGcorp/db_Concept-Art1.jpg
new age guilds soldier-http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/NAGcorp/trooper_concept_art.jpg

The Pratosan Typhoon class submarine, modified to carry large amounts of equipment the submarine lurked underneath the waters off the H2 coast awaiting its contact. The submarine had traversed from Pratosa to the H2 coast via the weather currents, all that was stopping it at the time was the entire H2 navy...

However, all that had changed when unexpected help had arrived, Commander Yodou of The Great Kazham naval fleet had sacrificed himself and his ratings to allow his marines to land on H2. In the process he had drawn the attention of all major H2 naval threats to his battleship as it valiantly held the enemy back.

Although officially Pratosan forces were only now being organised to assist with the liberation of H2 from Tranny, the Typhoon's commander lowered his head and requested a minutes silence for the brave souls that had unwittingly aided his crew so greatly.

The submarine, unhindered by H2 naval forces, silently slipped into a small cranny in the western coastline. The underground chasm, on the outside, looked the same to world as any other that had been weathered into the cliffs of the western shore. Once the submarine brought itself up inside the chamber, it was another story...

"Welcome to H2 captain" the rebel said as the submariner lifted the cupola of the submarine and breathed in fresh air. "That's the best thing I've heard in two months" the captain replied. As he said that, he opened the cargo hold of the submarine, "I believe you'll find enough uses for this equipment?" he said with a distinct smile.

The rebel soldiers that were supposed to assist in the unloading of the cargo watered at the mouth. Inside the submarine was the machine parts required to set up a small arms manufacturing plant, and enough extra blueprints and building plans to organise the construction of an armoured vehicle plant.

"Best of all" said the captain as he grabbed one of the assault rifles his men carried, "all of it is totally deniable on our part. You see" he said as he watched one of the troops heft a rifle, "that there gun is an MG-12 multi-purpose machine gun. Akrozian standard issue, it has 'nothing' to do with us." After unloading the equipment in the silence of the underground chasm the submariners prepped the sub for the return journey home.

The Akrozian MG-12 as seen at the recent Akrozian Military Display (http://mrjs.myrice.com/pp/mg42.jpg)

As the submarine prepared to leave the captain of the ship said " a pleasure to see you all, I hear you have some friends from my place arriving soon..." he gave a wink and then said "but you didn't hear it from us right?"

The submarine sunk in a commotion of bubbles, and in seconds, all that was known of it ever being in the cavern was a ripple on the waters surface.

The rebel turned back to his men and said "Alright boys! Let's get these plans back to the central zones! They're essential for our war effort!"

the noise was almost defeaning to the 400 drop troopers. there heavy armour was scorched from there space to land drop, but no one had dies, which was good. the sergeant decided that this was prehapse the scariest thing he had seen in the last year. 3000 parachutes were floating down, heralding the arrivle of the jump troopers. even now the the parachutes feel of and the troopers soared around. their leader landed next to the sargeant. "wel done, this is perfect for the drop"
"just doing tmy job" replied the sergeant and the jump leuitenant flew away.

landing would begin soon....

bump.
Hotdogs2, you gonna reply? Khwarezmia? Anyone?

OOC: I was waiting for H2 to make his next move, but I have a feeling he may have lost interest :( :confused:

OOC: Yeah, Akrozia and I think the same... he hasn't been here in ages. So we might organise something for everyone here if we get an interest from them... *looks around hopefully* :D

OOC: Dude, did you just talk about yourself in the third-person? :D

But of course... my people demand their own opinions as well... LOL :D

OOC: Anyone got any ideas then? *thinks very hard, but brain starts to hurt and looks for ice pack* :rolleyes:

OOC: I TGed H2 the other day and he's replied.

I will carry on the Rp once i get the time though, hopefully today/tommorow.

from the man himself.

Good! I was almost about to abandon the thread for another war.....good thing I didn't!

OOC: WOW THERE! Dont go making attacks right away people!

New age guilds: GET LOST! No ofence, but having Future tech like that in a modern RP is complete Boll**ks!

Everyone else who hasnt gone and already attacked my country, without me knowing, lol! : Could i have a summary of whats happening please? That would be great if i could.

IC:

"S**T! " Cried the Radar Operater.

" What the hell are you on Marveis! " retorted his commander.

" look at this sir! "

" oh my! Move it Marveis! get a call out to get our ships moving, and fast! "

The radar station was a sea defence component, designed to look out, hundreds of miles out to see, with the aid of sattelites and aircraft.

On their screens, they could see what looked like two large fleets merging, turning towards H2, coming to get THEM!


Squadrons of Fighter aircraft and sea bombers were scrambled, hundreds of planes, outnumbering the enemies for sure, or so they thought, were taking off.

On Aircraft carriers closing in towards the reported enemy fleet pilots sprinted towards their "birds", They had got a battle to fight!

Flight Leader Dyron Mikhailovic lead his portion of the Khwarezmian Airfleet. 90 Aircraft flew in formation towards the enemy airforce. The Valkyries had their targets listed, all that they were waiting for was to get in range. Then five hundred and forty anti-aircraft missiles would be heading towards their targets. Once the Valkyries had launched their payload, it was up to themselves to get back to their ships.

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On board the Rome Class Battlecruiser, Mars, the Khwarezmian Admiral watched the horizon through his binoculars. The guns of the Mars were ready to fire at a moment's notice.

The Admiral looked at the other ships as they ploughed through the water, black smoke belched out of the funnels, the sea seemed to slide by as the Mars smashed through the waves. The Khwarezmian Flag fluttered at every mast. The Khwarezmian Imperial Navy was going to battle.

Admiral McKain had just arrived on the C.N.S. Lenin via a Mig-29. His pilot landed the plane and he jumped out. The captain was there to greet him. "Admiral McKain? I'm Captain Reller." The admiral nodded. "Hello. Let's get down to business and get to the bridge." The two men walked up to the bridge.

After a pretty uneventful 45 minutes, one of the men on the bridge suddenly screamed out, "Sir! We got a large number of Hotdogs2 planes heading our way....looks like.....holy crap! There's hundreds of them!" The captain gasped. "Damn! Red alert on the ship! Scramble the Migs and the Su's! Move it people!"

The other carriers followed suit while other ships prepared anti-aircraft defenses.
If all went well, they would hopefully have 48 Mig-29s, 81 Mig-31s, and 66 Su-35s in the air.
The airplanes began to depart and squadrons began to attack the Hotdogs2 planes coming their way.

On the bridge, the admiral hoped that, with some sort of miracle, they would win. Or at least damage the Hotdogs2 planes so the Khwarezmians could finish the job.

OOC: Summary...? If no summary i will presume that you people have your fleets closing in on H2 and nothing else has happened...unless you post something new....

IC:

The Airforce was large in H2, and the navy also, 20 Squadrons had scrambled from bases in H2, that was a total of 300 aircraft. 255 of those were fighters, mainly for airsupperiorety, attacking a modern Fleet meant many SAMs to deal with, and aircraft. Fortunatly for the pilots their aircraft were the best, a range of aircraft designed and built by the nation of Phoenixius!

These are the aircraft and how many squadrons(15 aircraft per squadron) were flying the type:

10 Squadrons of PX-103 'Xirath' fighter
7 Squadrons of PX-203 'Beyla' fighter/bomber
and 3 flying the venrable PX-201 'Bruntik' bomber armed with Air-to-Ground anti-ship missiles.

Not listed here are the AWACs planes used, and tankers etc supporting these squadrons.

Naval Fighters would be taking off when in range, a total of 50 or so Gencor Fighters were capable of launch from just ONE Super Carrier, and the Homedfence fleet, which was closing in on the enemy, contained 4 super carriers and several smaller, light carriers.

Akrozian General Gregor Veihgan muttered as he heard the static-filled reports of H2 forces scrambling to engage the enemy fleet...

"About bloody time they started doing something!" He growled, "those lazy bastards think that they have it all planned! For all they know they could have already let someone in!"

The radio operator spoke up, "Actually sir, they have, forward scouts reported a landing contingent from that group that got wiped out"

"And they don't know of this yet?" hissed General Veihgan, the console operator punched in some commands on a computer beside him, one that was, illicitly, hacked into the H2 mainwork... "That would appear to be a negative sir, and..." the operator looked up... "they're headed this way. Seems they landed about two-hundred and eighty klicks away."

General Veihgan yelled out "WHERE IS THE BLOODY H2 ARMY! IT'S THEIR FORSAKEN LAND WE'RE ON!" Veihgan collected himself and then calmly said, "postpone the training, have our combat ready forces stationed in sectors 10, 15 and 34, we'll kick these invading dogs right back to their kennels..."

...

THE SAME TIME, H2 CENTRAL REGION:

THE BATTLE FOR THE CITY OF HALIGRAD TAKES PLACE

"KAPPA COMPANY! ENEMY TAREGT IS AT ONE FIVE ZERO METRES AT TWELVE O’CLOCK!" Yelled the comms-link trooper
"TAKE UP DEFENSIVE POSITIONS!" the squad leader called.

Almost instantly, the thirty man squad, all dressed in similar garb of combat jackets and gas masks threw themselves amongst the rubble of what had once been a sky-scraper. The scraper had toppled across its bredth, and had created a devastating 'domino effect', wiping out a majority of the central business district of Haligrad, whilst also creating a considerably dangerous area full of rebel hide-outs and tunnels.

"DAWSON! ROGERS! FORM ON MY SIGNAL!" Yelled the squad leader. Two men got up from their positions and began to run across. Almost instantly the collapsed skyscraper erupted in tracers as a number of hidden rebels opened up on the running soldiers. As he ran Dawson copped a round through his calf, the muscle suddenly disappearing in a cloud of red mist and gore as the enemy round exploded within the soft flesh...

Screaming in pain he hit the deck and began to squirm, another trooper, a man nicknamed 'Blockhead' for his unusually low level of general common-sense, got up from his position, machine rifle in hand, and began to spray the collapsed 'scraper with gunfire, bending over to pick up Dawson - single handed - and then run him to the squad leader. "He's here sar!" 'Blockhead' called... moments before an enemy rocket collected him in the side, drove him into the ground a few metres away, and then exploded... the falling debris landed across everyone, and most knew that not all of it was just dirt and dust...

"Okay, fuck him!" yelled the squad leader as he grabbed Dawson's marker, "Rogers! Set up that designator and get the system online for the next bombardment! We need to wipe this friggin' 'scraper off the map!"

"SIR YES SIR!" Rogers yelled as he snatched the marker from the squad leader's hand and began preparing the designator...

After a few moments, the rebel gun and rocket fire stopped, it fell quiet, one of the rare moments when the battle seemed a thousand miles away, or in another world together; a time when any veteran knew that something really, really bad was about to happen...

It began with a tell tale sound, the ominous sound of squeaking... squeaking metal treads...

Rebellion super heavy siege tank in a post war museum... (http://ipmslondon.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/fortknox5.jpg)

“TANK!!!!” Came the call as a huge armoured behemoth came into view. Its armoured body swung around and began to track down the street, its huge cannon looking as if it was staring right at the troops... The squad leader looked at the nearby Rogers, looked back at the tank, then looked back at Rogers…

The huge cannon fired downrange…

BOOOOMMMM!
“Oh Shi…”
BLAM!!!!

The dead bodies were simply forgotten as the artillery pounded the buildings, and the rebels skittered from the scene as their tank just crushed everything in its path, including the shattered squad…

The radio crackled to life again…
“Squad leader Kappa Company, what is your situation?”

…

“Squad leader Kappa Company, what is your situation? Please comply!”

Admiral McKain watched the planes fly away from the bridge. He sent a message to the rest of the carriers: "Get the rest of your planes to patrol around the fleet to defend it." The carriers did so.

Meanwhile, Timothy Dulin led his squadron of Mig-31s toward the enemy. He radioed the C.N.S Lenin: "This is Tiger 1, I am approaching the enemy planes. Looks like we got about 300, over."
"Roger that Tiger 1, proceed with mission and be careful. Over and out."
Dulin gulped. "Roger that. Over and out."
He than radioed to the rest of his squadron. "Alright everyone we're getting within missle range: get ready!"
All of the Migs and Su's in the air flew toward the enemy planes and began launching their missles at them, getting ready to chaff and flare in case of a missle counterattack.

Admiral McKain sent a message to the Khwarezmian admiral:
"The number of enemy aircraft attacking is about 300 planes: ready anti-aircraft defenses and send as many aircraft into the air as possible. We have 195 aircraft currently attacking, and if we both attack, we will be able to overwhelm them."

Khwarezmian Airfleet closed range with the enemy aircraft. Like a huge swarm of bees they merged with Cheeser12’s formation, heading towards another swarm. Flight Leader Mikhailovic watched the range meter count down, 40, 30, 20, 10, 0, -10.

The Flight Leader flicked up the trigger cover and hit the button, sending a missile streaking from the plane, the next target was acquired almost immediately and he fired all of his missiles in quick succession. Hundreds of vapour trails pierced the air as the Khwarezmian missiles homed in.

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The Khwarezmian Admiral watched the aircraft through his binoculars. At that range all he could see were dots on the horizon, but he could see the forces close in. Around him, radar scanned the sky for incoming hostiles. On every ship of the Khwarezmian Fleet, men and women watched their screens as the automated AA emplacements roved the sky for targets.

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OOC:

Khwarezmian and Cheeser12
90 Khwarezmian Fighter/Bombers - on intercept course.
195 Cheeser12 aircraft - on intercept course.

Total: 285 aircraft.

H2
245 Fighters and Fighter/Bombers
45 Bombers.

Total: 290 aircraft
plus H2 Navy, not yet in range - numbers: 200+ Fighters.

OOC-sorry about the future rech stuff. wont happen again.i cant rp for a while anyway, snce i am going tofrance for a while, so bon voayge

OOC-sorry about the future rech stuff. wont happen again.i cant rp for a while anyway, snce i am going tofrance for a while, so bon voayge

OOC: NP, sorry if i seemed a bit...annoyed, lol.

I may RP future tech one day, if i do, i'll try and get hold of you!

IC:

" Red leader, lock on Targets 1,2, 3 and 4, missiles ready "

" Roger red leader, Fire missiles at Will "

" Roger " Came a multitude of Voices.

Each " target, was a set number of enemy planes, not just one. The fighters were split up into different groups. A total of 4 groups were preparing to attack the enmy fighters, or of ships. he bomber squadrons acted also as one, flying at heights much higher than the enemy, or Friendly fighters, and they travelled at full speed to get to their targets.

The Beyla Fighter bombers Had the support of Group 2, flying Xirath fighters, and they carried some A-A Weapons anyway, and could hold their own. They flew lower than their excort so as to be able to attack the enemy ships quicker. This battle was looking to be a large one!

OOC: now you can start sayng about the missiles being launched and how they are hitting you etc, and maybe some dogfights?

remember my plan is to damage your fleet, even if i fighters dont make it, my bombers are flying to high to intercept on the way there, only on the way back could they possibly be caught up...check out the hight they can fly at compared to your fighters operating capability, my bombers are flying at near enough highest altitude.

IC:

In H2 the rebels now numbered around 6million, and in HALIGRAD they had many of them situated. Upon Information from sattelites the military commanders became aware that Akrozia had troops fighting there already.

The Army was prparing to send a force to crush the rebels there, that Akroziahad beaten them there was a great embarrasment, they had to get there, and FAST!

1million of the Homeguard Attacks troops mobilised to that area. they were going to battle!

OOC; got to eat now, will do a better land RP later,

OOC: The Valkyrie is a fighter bomber, as a result, matched one on one versus a fighter, it is at a disadvantage. Therefore the Valkyries are launching one huge salvo of air-to-air missiles at the fighters. Then they will disengage and intercept the bombers with their mounted cannon.

OOC: The Valkyrie is a fighter bomber, as a result, matched one on one versus a fighter, it is at a disadvantage. Therefore the Valkyries are launching one huge salvo of air-to-air missiles at the fighters. Then they will disengage and intercept the bombers with their mounted cannon.

OOC: Thats ok with me, but could i have some specs on the planes? Just like little ones(e.g max speed, range etc) stuff that is important but about the only thing i could find out if you had produced the aircraft.

IC:

" Red and Blue leader, Pull your formation up, enemy aircraft that have just launched missiles are flying higher, they may be going to attack us from above "

"Wilco, Wing Com "

Red section consisted of 30 Xirath Fighters, as did blue section. They had fired most of their missiles at the 190 Cheeser12 aircraft, ex-soviet/russian type fighters that although highly capable were not completely up-to-date in speed issues. The remaining Xirath fighters should see most of the beyla aircraft in to attack...unless the enemy got their SAMs fired to quickly, that could mean only half of the beyla fighters, if that, got through to launch their missiles, missiles that might not hit their targets!

OOC: My fault if you didn't want Haligrad as a name, but my troops were getting bored... LOL :p

IC:

For a few days now, the forces of The Great Kazham had been setting up secretly on a small alcove of H2, the artillery positions were the first in place, with Anti-Aircraft systems and heavy artillery keeping the area secured from any major enemy attack.

However, this wasn't to be any normal enemy 'attack'

Akrozian general Gregor Veihgan had personally seen to organising this attack himself. Though this time, he was not leading the attack, in his place was an H2 commander by the name of Pytor Sanross. Sanross was a bull of a man, his swagger, his demeanour and his general self-belief that bordered on self-worship all made Veihgan feel like this man was more show than action...

"So, I hear you boys are getting into the rebels in Haligrad?" Pytor said as he took in another wisp of smoke from the fat cigar he was puffing on.
"That is correct," said Veihgan, "we got sick of waiting for your boys to make a move, so we did it for you" he looked out at the Akrozian equipment being organised for the attack on the entrenched Kazham forces, "just like we would have been doing here again" hissed Veihgan.

"Good to see you really appreciate your allies," Sanross grumbled, he swept his hand across the significantly larger numbers of H2 troops before them "but we have the ability to really give it to these inconsiderate little insects" he said, for once Veihgan had to agree with his H2 alter-ego.

It was going to be one hell of a fight...

The Valkyrie Fighter-Bomber.
The Valkyrie is a seaborne version of the Buzzard Fighter-Bomber, designed for Fleet defence and ground strikes.
Weapons: 6 Hardpoints - 2 on each wing, and 2 in internal bay. 2 fuselage mounted rotary cannon.
PowerPlant: 2 Nikov turbo-fans.
Top Speed: 700 knots.
Systems: Infra-red, radar, laser targeting. Evasion - Radar jamming, chaff, flares.

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OOC: I'll wait for Cheeser12's response before breaking away to attack the bombers.

"Apporaching enemy planes.", radioed Dulin to the rest of his squadron. "Prepare for engageme.....holy crap! Enemy missles are coming in!" Quickly Dulin flared, narrowly dodging a missle. He heard chatter on his radio:"This is Tiger 4! I'm hit! S**t! I'm going down!" Dulin looked out of his plane at the Mig falling into the ocean, and then the parachute opening up in the sky. He gulped. This was going to be one helluva fight.

Back on the C.N.S. Lenin, Admiral McKain was pacing the ship. A navigations officer looked at his radar. "Sir! We've got enemy bombers heading toward us!"
McKain moved over to the officer. "Alright." He moved over to a communications officer. "Send a message to about 15 Mig-31s and 14 Su-35s that are flying around the fleet: tell them to engage enemy bombers that are moving toward our position." The communications officer nodded and sent the message.

Flight leader Ted Hockman patroled around the fleet in his Mig-31 when he suddenly received a message from the C.N.S. Lenin: "Attention air groups Snake, Bravo, Hotel, and Eagle. Move to engage enemy bombers that are moving in on the fleet's position from the north. Over and out."
Hockman radioed to his squadron: "You heard the man, let's move to engage. And watch for enemy fighters."

OOC:
Losses: 14 Mig-31s, 12 Mig-29s, 10 Su-35s

OOC: LOW losses there, 195 aircraft is a lot...the ammount of missiles fired would mean heavy casulties for me and for you, but anyway...(it doesnt matter who wins for me too much)

IC:

" 29 Enemy Aircraft have left CAPs to intercept Bombers at high altitude, request that Boggeys 1 and 2 take immediate action! " Came the C&C order.

" Wilco CC " Repplied Johan, Boggey1, leader of a flight of 11 Fighters, it had been a full 15 but several had been lost, " Boggey 2, move in to cover our tails and prepare for intercept at high altitude of enemy fighters "

" Roger that Boggey 1, preparing to depart combat for intercept. We have lost 3 aircraft though, so we are a bit short on numbers "

" No problem, We have enough cannon fire if it comes to that, and our Bombers can put up a nice little bit of a fight! "


high above, the bomber formation received notification of enemy movements.

" permission to launch all missiles at enemy Fleet upon required distance before having EW aircraft cover us "

" Permission given, good luck Flight B! "

" Thankyou CC, Over and out "

On land...

" Get that artylery piece SHIFTED soldier! We aint got all day! " Ordered the red faced major " You captain! get your platoon in a defensive possition in those house to the east, i'll have my men cover the west buildings and have our tanks ready in possition to just burst through the walls of the buildings straight into the enemy! Sergent major! Give out orders for two platoons to stay back in reverse in good defensive possitions, and lay some mines and some barbed wire, but not so much as our reserves cant get through! "

" Im on it sir! " Repplied Glover, the RSM. he liked his regiment, and especcialy liked the major he worked with. Having had his farther being a colonel before him in a smaller rebellion was one of the most important things to him, where his farther had failed, he would succed, he would win this war!

OOC: Rebels can be armed with your normal RL weapons(Russian mainly), except for crack troops, who can have captured Hotdogian equipment(OICWs, XM-9s etc). Artilerry support can be a range of old 60mm mortars, and newer 155mm pieces to massive 203mm and larger.

Air-support from russian type aircraft(mig-31s, some other types), of the more modern types.

OOC: LOW losses there, 195 aircraft is a lot...the ammount of missiles fired would mean heavy casulties for me and for you, but anyway...(it doesnt matter who wins for me too much)

OOC: Oh, sorry about that: I adjusted my losses to 36 planes. Is that alright?

IC:
"We're moving into position...", said Hockman over his radio to his squadron. Suddenly, one of his planes, Snake 3, sent a message: "Sir! Enemy aircraft are moving in!" "Damn!", Hockman said. He sent a message to the C.N.S. Lenin: "Enemy aircraft are moving in from the East!
The Lenin sent a message to the airgroups:
"Airgroups Snake and Bravo: Move to engage enemy fighters moving in on your position from the East. Airgoups Hotel and Eagle: Proceed with mission, over and out."
"Alright guys, let's go kill those bastards!", radioed Hockman as he turned his plane to the East.

The Khwarezmian Airfleet closed in on the H2 bombers. The formation seemed unaware of their presence as the Valkyries flew in perfect formation. The range meters counted down as they selected targets.

The Valkyries had broken away from the carnage below, RADAR showed little from the mess of dog-fighting aircraft.

Then in the rear-most aircraft of the formation alarms started bleating. Frantic heads turned to look behind and the comms exploded.

"INCOMING BOGEYS SIX O'CLOCK!!"

"Blue Flight Break Left! Red Flight Break Right! Red and Blue, engage at will! Green Flight, engage bombers!" screamed the Group Leader, as he ignited the after-burners, grimacing from the sudden increase in G. The centre group, seemed to jump ahead and began to open fire on the bombers.

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Flight Leader Mikhailovic turned in a tight spiral, ordering his flight to break formation. He had already chosen his target as he plummeted through the sky, he turned again, hitting his afterburners to compensate speed, the aircraft and his body complained as he pushed them both to the limit. He came up close to the H2 interceptors, and flicked up the fire button. This was what he was born to do.

OOC: WOW! thats some great RP there, especcialy you Khwarezmia! if you can do that...man your bourne to do more than RP on NS i think(you write war stories?)

IC:

" GODDAMN THEM! " Screamed W/O Saunders, " These shits just dont get the idea! "
He was the navigator/bomb aimer on one of the bombers. His Pilot was someone he had complete trust in, but he knew that only he had ever had some real experiance of enemy fire, how the pilot would do he just didnt know...

" Fire those missiles then Sam! " ordered the pilot. He had looked at his RADAR screen just a second before. As he glanced down at it he felt like killing himself. There were so many of them, all those enemy fighters coming straight for them...and so quickly, he had been briefed that at their height they wouldnt get caught up by the enemy fighters.

" MISSILES GONE, SKIP! " Came sams voice over the inter-com.

" Roger that, lets get the hell out of here now! " And with saying that, he turned and fled, pushing his aircraft to the limits, diving left and right, pulling high Gs, doing every trick in the book that he could in his bomber, and now with the missiles gone, he felt a new lease of life.

" Get ready...Burners on, then a dive, loop behind and get the hell away from those little shits. If that fails then dive down to sea level, hope we get close enough to shore for our SAMs to get them! "

" Roger Skipper! " Came back the answer.


As the bombers unloaded their payloads, the Beyla fighters had found a gap in the enemies defences. Compared to the ammount of enemy planes left low at sea level to intercept them they outnumbered them quite well. And to top it all off they had all that fighter support flying above them...

" Lumber at 5 port! " reported Squadron leader Long, " Ready AS missiles! Lock onto targets. On my command..."

The Baylas flew at a very low level, avoiding the enemies RADAR as much as possible, that they were pretty stealthy planes helped a lot.

Flying above their escorts pilots signed a sign of relief. None of them liked this air battle, all of their mates getting killed, and they hadnt even been in the thick of it...and those SAMs on the enemy ships...

" FIRE!!! " shouted Long, " Zulu and Indigo flights split, my flight take off up, draw the enemy SAMs away from the other Flights! "

" Wilco leader "

As their flights split up into their sections, Long led 15 of his planes straight on towards the enemy ships...he knew that all those missiles fired, near enough at the same time as the bombers salvo, would hit hard just before they got there.

That would overload enemy defences, letting them slip in unobeserved to take out the enemy ships, mainly their amphibious assault and carries, but any destroyers about would be good prey also...

OOC; probably go camikaze, lol

Nevigrad International Radio broadcasts:

Your country shall be liberated by our troops then nuked.Any resistance will be...dealt with,that is all!

:mp5: :sniper: :gundge:

Your country shall be liberated by our troops then nuked.Any resistance will be...dealt with,that is all!

OOC: Erm.......right.......

IC:
"Sir! Looks like some planes are pulling back! There's about 15 of them!", radioed Tiger 2. Dulin looked out his window at the 15 planes desperately attempting to pull out of the mayhem in the air. He saw another squadron of about 7 planes following them. "Alright, let's follow them. But be ready to fall back on my signal immediately: this could be a trap."

Hockman braced himself: this was his first combat, as it was for almost every pilot in the air right now. "We're getting in range of the fighters......", he radioed. He took a deep breath. "Launch missles right about......NOW!"
He launched a missle and watched all the smoke trails coming from the other planes. "Ok! Let's keep moving in on 'em: but brace for counterattack!"

OOC: New Member, he'll learn... we hope...
H2, are your forces that desperate for Kamikaze yet?
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Tracer filled the air, the spaces filled with aircraft. A Valkyrie latched on to the tail of a Bomber, and two lines of tracer crossed the bomber, splitting it in two. The Valkyrie attempted to break off, but another line of tracer stitched the sky in front of the aircraft. Burning holes appeared in the wings and fuselage, they spread and the aircraft fell apart into burning peices of wreckage. Another Valkyrie banked sharply to avoid the debris, but a peice of tail ripped the wing off. At least that pilot had a chance to eject, his aircraft spiralled into the sea.

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On board the KNS Mars, Gunners used whatever they could find to sweep the burning expended cartridges that were spewing from the AA Turrets on deck. The sound of the sea was obliterated by the sound of the guns as they concentrated on their targets. All hands were below decks, should any descending debris hit the decks.

In the Bridge, the Admiral watched the tactical map as red blips came closer then began to disappear. He also saw green blips disappearing too. The battle was intense, feirce and was not going to last very much longer, someone would run out of ammunition soon, then they would turn back, wouldn't they? Another thought materialised, this was merely the first of many battles. The furrows and lines on his face seemed to grow deeper.

OOC: Kamikaze, sure why not? My nations full of patriotic twats(why die like that i ask???)

IC:

" Come to me you little B***erd! Ive gotyah now! " Goldwin was doing good, 3 kills already and only minor damage...His mind was relling with ideas, what he be doing, and how to do it too.

" watch it now, that fighter just took out one of our bombers, in my sights, move you damn piece of crap! " He saw the fighter straight ahead of him, pulled the trigger and let out a long burst, using up the remeinder of his cannons ammo, all he had now was two short range missiles to see him back to base; that was, if he had enough fuel.

" Well done Skip, " came a voice over his Radio " That fighter you got smashed into another one, thats 3kills you got, you've beaten me, ive only got one! "

There was a chuckle from the radio " Thats why im your supperior officer Dan, your job isnt to shoot down fighters, its to count how many i get! "

" Watch out skip! Fighters to your port! Coming up from below! "

It was too late, there was the sound of a wosh as a missile flew towards its target, smashing into the tail of the plane with a loud bang.

" S**T! " Cursed Dan. He had learnt all he knew from Goldwin, he had known him for three years, they were best of palls, buddys, and now...he felt a great anger swell inside him, no bloody pilot was going to shoot his mate down to tell the tale!

He swung his fighter round, locking onto his targets with his remaining 4 missiles. He pressed the fire button, and again, releasing four missiles at the enemy planes. Two Direct hits, the plane that was once there was a flaming fire ball...the other one got out of the way.

Pulling his nose up and round, moving at the other two remaining enemy fighter, bearing his sights on them...firing a long burst, then suddenly only the feeling of pain. The sounds of voices coming over him, his mates telling him to eject over the radio, the intense pain in his shoulder, nausea, thoughts of his girlfriend...

OOC: Umm, yeah, that guy who had 10posts, he should try it, id have a good laugh then.

OOC: I would like to join in as a cavalry of sorts for Khwarezmia, cool?

IC:

The Pratosan naval element steamed at full pace towards the aerial engagment. Somewhere in the vast openness of the oceans there was a deadly aerial ballet being performed in which the only ones who stopped dancing were draped in a gown of flames...

Looking at the holoscreen before her captain Melissa Braxton said "how close are we to engagement range?"

The holoscreen operator looked at his readings, "Twenty-five minutes till we have effective fighter engagement range ma'am", Braxton shook her head, "no, we have to launch now, you can see this fight here, unless we do something soon Khwarezmia will suffer too many unneccessary losses." Braxton turned to the radio operator, "Operator, get me on frequency with the Khwarezmian fleet, and tell them that we are preparing to provide assistance." She went to turn away and begin ordering her forces to launch then stopped and said, "Oh, and don't forget to ask them if we can play as well..."

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The Treycan Industries Model 12 fighter was the best naval fighter in Pratosan service, equipped with a special RAM coating, armed with 210 kilometre range 'Long Lance' Advanced Extreme Range Air-to-Air Missiles and capable of prodigious maneuverability in a dogfight it was no wonder the plane was nicknamed 'The beast'. Four flights of the machines powered off the deck of the Pratosan aircraft carrier. "Good hunting boys" the ATC tower of the carrier said,

"Roger that mother, we'll bring a couple back for ya"

"Don't even think about it" chuckled the tower.

The twelve aircraft in their packs of four powered up and engaged their supercruise, "engagement range in ten minutes folks" said the lead pilot as his radar pinged down the distance between them and the enemy aircraft.

As the fighters drew closer 'Lead' came over the radio again, this time it was on the recognised Khwarezmian radio frequency, "All Khwarezmian aircraft, this is Flying Officer Darren Gilmoore of the Pratosan Naval Services vessel Providence, we're not late for the party are we?" he said. Without waiting for a reply Lead ordered "alright folks, time to go passive, radars off, IFF only, let's nail us some Hotdogs..."

"FOX ONE!" echoed through the raido networks of the fighters as they all launched their AERAAM missiles into the swirling morass of aircraft, even above the noise of the aircraft they piloted each pilot could make out the distinctive BANG as the missiles switched from rocket to ramjet power, their distinctive ring-like smoke trail leaving a trail to the engagement.

Airborne missiles: 48 AERAAM missiles.

"Okay folks, let's go and have ourselves some more fun, switch to Rattler missiles and let's get stuck in" Lead said as he rolled towards the engagement...

Somewhere in the vast openness of the oceans there was a deadly aerial ballet being performed in which the only ones who stopped dancing were draped in a gown of flames...
OOC: Beautiful :p , is that your own writing?

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Mikhailovic was Group Leader, as number two, he had taken command as the previous commander had completed his last dance, pirouetting into the sea. It was a wonder that there was even the slightest of order in the chaos of the sky.

There was no reply for a moment, Mikhailovic was concentrating singly on his target. It blossomed as several cannon rounds lodged into the aircraft's fuel-tank.

"Splash five!" he shouted, narrowly avoiding another aircraft. "Roger that Gilmoore, it's just got going, but we're gonna have to leave, all out of ammo. Could you cover our hairy behinds?"

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The Khwarezmian Admiral smiled as he watched a fresh flight of green blips closing on the mass in the centre.

Warlord Shawhabas was in his command bunker instructing a war game when he got a leutennant came bursting in the door completely out of breath.

"Sir, a message came in out of Hotdogs 2!"

"Well what is it?"
He reads ther message

"What kind of coward does that to ordinary citizens? He must have been desperate to control the crime rate or something. Mobilize the 1st mobile battlegroup. prepare to move in."

"Yes Sir!"

1st Mobile Battlegroup

-10 AC-130D gunships
-8 F-22 Raptors
-3 B-1 Lancers
-2 B-52 bombers
-10 A-10s
-3000 Huey gunships
-300,000 regular troops troops
-400 "Delta Force" special forces troops
-500 M1A1 King Abrahms tanks
-100 F-22K Main battle tanks
-1000 Hellcat APCs
-5000 Humvees
-4 Nimits Class Aircraft Carriers
-6 Arleigh Burke destroyers
-2 Texas class Battlecruisers
-2 particle beam sattelittes

"Dammit!", mumbled Hockman in frustration. He had been right behind the enemy plane, but, despite his best efforts, could not hit it. He pursued it with impatience. Soon enough, he finally saw the perfect moment for attack. With precision and skill, he unleashed a barrage of bullets from his cannon at the enemy plane, damaging one of the wings enough so that it was much harder to fly. Now that the enemy aircraft was a much easier target, he unleashed more bullets toward the plane, this time damaging an engine, causing the enemy aircraft to stall. He smiled smugly as he watched the mess of bullet ridden metal fall into the ocean.

Flight Leader Matthew Riley led his group of Mig-29s toward the enemy bombers. Although the Mig-29 was somewhat outdated, it was still a reliable aircraft. "We're coming up on those bombers.......", he radioed. He looked out the window and saw a group of enemy fighters coming straight toward them. "Oh s--t!", he exclaimed. "Break and engage, break and engage!" He banked his plane right and was about to launch a missle when he was distracted by the explosion of one of his wingman's planes: the burning wreckage fell quickly into the sea. When he looked back up, a missle was heading straight toward him: he quickly turned and flared, barely avoiding a certain death. After taking another deep breath, he turned his plane back to it's previous position and fired a missle at the enemy plane moving in on his squadron.

OOC: Beautiful , is that your own writing?

Yep :D

IC:

"Okay folks, missiles are buggin' in, and those Khwarez boys are buggin' out. Let's do what the man asks" said Gilmoore as he swung his fighter onto the tail of an enemy aircraft. Looking at the laser range of the enemy craft he saw he was too close for a Rattler strike;

"Computer activate rotary cannon", instantly a targeter screen filled his HUD showing the computer's prophesised direction of the enemy aircraft.

"Computer auto-track target, prepare for engagement" the plane shuddered as the computer boosted the engine power to equal the enemy craft's, then tracked the enemy plane unerringly. All of a sudden the fighter began to wobble and shake violently, the HUD began to flicker on and off until a simple phrase "ENEMY JAMMING ACTIVATED" came through the synthesised computer voice. Cursing softly Gilmoore muttered "must I do everything myself?" as he lined up the enemy craft for a cannon attack again...

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!!! MISSILE INBOUND MISSILE INBOUND! Screamed through the radar warning reciever, Gilmoore swore, loudly this time, as the enemy aircraft launched a point defence munition towards him, "YOU DIRTY LITTLE MONGREL!" Gilmoore yelled in anger as he violently jinked his aircraft away from the exploding munition. It seemed the anger made him more accurate as he brought the target back to bear and pressed the trigger of the cannon.

"GET THIS IN YA! YA SMARTARSE!" Yelled Gilmoore as his onboard 25mm cannon pounded out HE rounds into the enemy aircraft. The aircraft seemed to stall momentarily, and then quite literally split in two through its back as the cannon shells ran a macabre path along its fuselage and straight through the cockpit.

As Gilmoore swung his fighter around again, he noticed something in the distance... it was the remaining Khwarezmian fighters, and behind them were a whole swarm of H2 aircraft still trying to nail their hides...

"This just keeps getting better!" Gilmoore muttered, selecting his Rattler missiles he lined up one of the pursuing fighters and unleashed one of the growling missiles, a brief smoke trail flew into the tailpipe of the enemy plane and a dull black smoke signified the end of another H2 aircraft.

Another aircraft, another Pratosan fighter pilot pulled in alongside Gilmoore and began to ripple fire his own missiles, it was a new fellow by the name of MacEnroe, he was fresh from training school, and this was his first proper engagement. As a matter of fact, he had proven to be quite good at this so far... until his last missile hit...

"SPLASH ONE!" Yelled MacEnroe jubilantly as the final missile hit, he began to move away when suddenly the Khwarezmian radio came alive...

"This is Mikhailovic to Pratosan fighters! DISENGAGE! REPEAT! DISENGAGE! TELL THAT BASTARD PILOT OF YOURS THAT HE JUST TOOK OUT TWO OF MY MEN!!!"

"Oh god no..." was all that slipped from MacEnroe's mouth... moments later an H2 missile, apparantley unnoticed in the time between his missile launch and the resultant blue-on-blue incident, struck his airplane in the front fuselage and annihilated his cockpit...

OOC: Crap, thats a few new nations to RP here, gd gd. welcome!!!

Pratosa: tip for RPing next time, remember your ships have to get there first! This fight hasnt been going on for long at all really, a few hours, you know how RPing goes(slowly in general, that probably means its better quality, unless its in my case, :D)

Posts from me will probably go down from now on, maybe one a day, perhaps less.


IC:

" S**T!!! " Exclaimed Flight Sergent Howards, Radar operator on an EWACS plane " We got incoming planes, not sure how many because they all look pretty stealthy, there may be more we cant see yet sir! "

" OK Flight, i'll get the message out to our fighters to get the hell out of there! "

Below them and quite far away the message managed to get through, in a small trickle at first, those who could made their way back towards land, many wounded, planes flailing in the sky, low on fuel and with only limited amo left.

" Breaking off combat Wing co, preparing to cover flight back sir "

" Good luck Ben, see yah back at base... " Came the faint drawl of his C.Os voice over the crackling radio.

As Ben turned his plane, pointing it towards his airbase, he looked behing his aircraft, and on his RADAR. Enemy planes were coming in from everywhere it seemed, what had been a one sided fight, towards them, had turned into a bloodbath for their forces, probably with whole squadrons being lost, and for what exactly? he didnt even know wether their Beyla bombers had made it to the enemy fleet to unload their deadly payload...


For the ten Beyla fighter Bomber pilots who had carried on towards the enemy fleet, it was like hell. Missiles from the bomber came screeching in, those that had been fired last of all, the enemy ships firing with everything they had, their last cannon ammo being used up...

" Get out of here men! I'll cover your backs here, draw of the fire! " Shouted their Commanding officer.

" I aint leaving you 'ere sah! " Said an angry voice, " I whas re one that meant rat my buddy 'ere died, ive got not'ing to lose! "

" If you have the fuel then move it ass rag, you aint gonna die if i can help it! " repplied Squadron leader Long.

" I wont make it sah, im with yah... " said the slow, accented voice.

" OK mate, im not sir anymore, if were going to die im not going as an officer! "

With that, he died towards an enemy Carrier, shooting at it with a short burst of machine gun fire, smashing into the deck, punching a few holes into a fighter, hitting a man in his head, killing him, and one round, just one, smashing into a fuel line...

OOC: Do you want to know exactly how many missiles were fired towards your fleet??? If so just ask and i'll try and work it out, and the type of missiles also(may take a little while), or if you dont ask then if i have the time i'll say.

AA Fire blasted at incoming aircraft and missiles, but they still got through, one of the three carriers had been disabled, not that it really mattered, the surviving aircraft would only fill 1 and a half carriers.

The remainder of the Khwarezmian Airfleet flew low over the water, using the Warship's AA fire as cover. Mikhailovic was very quiet, he wasn't usually chattery anyway, he knew what cockiness could do in a dog-fight.

His point had been proved when the last two remainig wingmen of his flight had exploded just behind him. He knew them personally. It was bad enough losing friends to the enemy, but to those who said they were allies?

OOC: H2 isn't all coastline is it? There are land borders?

Gilabad has laucnched 4 F-22 Raptors armed with JDAM 1000 LB. bombs to take out radar installations in the southern region of Hotdogs2.

OOC: No, H2 isnt all coastline, the east and west is, you people are coming in from the west i think(thats were the best landing spots are if i remember correctly)

Gilabad has laucnched 4 F-22 Raptors armed with JDAM 1000 LB. bombs to take out radar installations in the southern region of Hotdogs2.

That would be fine if only you had first RPd how they got their first though...lol.

Also, your fighters wouldnt have got through, they may be stealth fighters but i have a very good defence network(very good, cost me enough!)

IC:

The Chief of staff was having a meeting with his most important Military personnel, ranging from the chiefs of staff, to a few lower ranking people who had been in recent battles.

" Right, now to our air battles. We've managed to get most of our squadrons back, but our losses were still heavy. The precise details on losses cannot be counted yet, we are still waiting for some fighters to come in, and a our radar shows a lot of planes flying about so that we cant be sure wether their ours or theirs, we do know though that our CAPs are going well, we havent had one intercept yet though, or RADAR contact other than the enemy planes at sea.

Back over land the Rebel forces are getting a bit out of hand, We know that they do not have any bases as of yet large enough to fly in and out large cargo planes, but we expect they will try to soon, that is why our sattelites are under such scruteny. What goes on in other countries other than those involved in this war or who may be is not of importance in the current time, unless they pose a major threat, is that clear General Stuns? "

" Sir " came the responce.

This went on for a long time, and there was reason for this, a civil war in hotdogs2 against rebels who seemed to be able to train themselves in the art of fighting so easily is a force to be reckoned with!

I never sayed that they came from the south, they are attempting to attack the southern region. They are trying out a experimental tactic called a "left hook". They fly to the south of H2 then fly up north into it. (They havent even got their yet)

"This is Alpha1, we are currently 20 miles from the west border of Hotdogs2. We are now heading south over"

"This is AWACS, we copy Alpha1, remember keep your distance until you get south of Hotdogs2 over"

"Copy That!"

I never sayed that they came from the south, they are attempting to attack the southern region. They are trying out a experimental tactic called a "left hook". They fly to the south of H2 then fly up north into it. (They havent even got their yet)

OOC: So they were getting refueled before right? Well, im afraid your not going to make much difference with that ammount of aircraft taking out some of my RADAR stations as there are about 50 of them i think(maybe more), i'll check that one out, lol.

IC:

" Sir, Radar Detecting incoming stealth aircraft, they have the signature Radar wise of a bird, the same size as an F-22! "

" How many of them? "

" Threee so far...make that four! "

" Why didnt you say so before! "

" Sorry sir, Were having sometrouble with our IR detection system and we thought if they were stealth aircraft they would ask us to check it out also. "

" DAMN IT! Scramble a Squadron of fighters, our top ones, to get in there fast! Have AWAC Planes fly into good possitions around those aircraft, and have another two squadrons take out to patrol the area around there to look for further signs of intrusion! "

" YES SIR! "

"Awacs, this is Alpha1, we're currently south of H2 and we're heading north into it over"

"Copy that, we have you on radar. Alpha1, theres a group of unidentified aircraft advancing on your position do you see them over"

"Roger that Awacs, theres a group of enemy fighters approximently 10 miles ahead of us we're moving in to intercept!"

OOC: sorry, been doing other stuff recently, wheres everyone else gone???

IC:

" green bogey, take port 2, red Bogey, take starboard 3, yelow flight follow me. Lets kick those buggers arses! "

" Roger Skip! "

And without another word the squadron begun their operation against the enemy aircraft, a nice little battle for them to go through!

"Alright boys, lets go into attack formations and.....Ahh hell with it you no the drill"
"Roger that skip we have a visual on enemy aircraft"
Simultaneously the squad broke off and spread out

ooc- I'm sorry if this is a full party, but I was wondering if i could field a small force of 200 men (it's booring living in a socialist state, so they join military quests like this).
I promise not to godmode in any way, these are just 10 20-man squads with sniper and anti-armor support. They are transported by humvees. These aren't spec-ops, just some militia.
I'm sorry if I'm too newbish, but I'm trying to learn

For a few days now, the forces of The Great Kazham had been setting up secretly on a small alcove of H2, the artillery positions were the first in place, with Anti-Aircraft systems and heavy artillery keeping the area secured from any major enemy attack.

However, this wasn't to be any normal enemy 'attack'

Akrozian general Gregor Veihgan had personally seen to organising this attack himself. Though this time, he was not leading the attack, in his place was an H2 commander by the name of Pytor Sanross. Sanross was a bull of a man, his swagger, his demeanour and his general self-belief that bordered on self-worship all made Veihgan feel like this man was more show than action...

"So, I hear you boys are getting into the rebels in Haligrad?" Pytor said as he took in another wisp of smoke from the fat cigar he was puffing on.
"That is correct," said Veihgan, "we got sick of waiting for your boys to make a move, so we did it for you" he looked out at the Akrozian equipment being organised for the attack on the entrenched Kazham forces, "just like we would have been doing here again" hissed Veihgan.

"Good to see you really appreciate your allies," Sanross grumbled, he swept his hand across the significantly larger numbers of H2 troops before them "but we have the ability to really give it to these inconsiderate little insects" he said, for once Veihgan had to agree with his H2 alter-ego.

It was going to be one hell of a fight...

OOC: Been away for a tad... hope we're still doing this eh?

IC:

"Scout 14-27, reporting build up of enemy forces along H2 lines - Please advise."

### Crackle ###

"This is Temp-HQ, we read that loud and clear... can you give us an idea of the forces gathering?"

The scout peered through their electronic scope, zooming it to its limit.

"I'm counting numerous artillery, tank and infantry gatherings HQ - I believe we're outnumbered"

### Crackle ###

"You've done your job scout, return to base and help plan our strategy"

"As you command HQ"

The scout quickly scurried away from any H2 positions, avoiding patrols and the like with practiced ease.

>Later<

"So... we're going to basically bunker down at this choke-point and hope we survive right?" The officer in charge asked skeptically

"Judging from the numbers, if we can funnel them and eliminate them systematically we may have a chance" The tactical officer informed

"Have the Dolls(1) returned from their mission?" The CO asked impatiently

"Yes commander, they have just arrived... minor scrapes but nothing serious" The Tactical officer supplied

"Have them ready for full combat, we're going to use them as bait" The CO ordered

"Sir... that unit is designed for infiltration and assasination"

"And?"

"They'd be ill-suited to the task assigned to them"

"Whose in charge here, me or you?"

"You... sir."

"Good, now do as I say"

"Very well, but I will be filing a complaint about this action if we live"

"I'd rather be alive than dead, and if these worthless projects can do their job properly you can get me court marshalled later."

"I'll hold you to that commander"

The CO laughed mirthfully.

"Have the soldiers set up as planned, have the LUMIERE project units lure them into the choke point"

"As you command."

The plan was thought out; the actions taken, all the TGK needed now was for the guests to arrive...

OOC:

(1) Dolls, aka the LUMIERE project... due to lack of what seems to be emotion (Anger, Hate, Fear, Guilt etc...) they are often referred derogetoryly as Dolls, most officers dont trust these units and are usually quite eager to have rid of them in any way possible.

The plan mentioned is to basically hide in cover and use the LUMIERE project units to lure them into the Kill-zone (I.E. 4 way intersection) and have the opposing forces cut up in the cross-fire, a very simple and basic tactic thats been tried and proven it works against overwhelming opposition.

OOC: LOST 2 POST BECAUSE OF MY SIS AND THE PC! OMG!!! ARGHHHHH!

Troops are going after Teh great Kazham, but only about the same number as there are troops, being transported in APCs with support from light tanks and a few MBTs.

In the air the aircraft have launched their deadly missiles and are preparing for a dogfight.

Beekland, your more than welcome to join in!

"ok guys? Who's ready to die in the war against tyranny?" commander Daniels yells to his troops with a roar of reply. Well, as much of a roar as a 200+- man battle force of death can make.

With that they load out of their transport onto the beaches of a nation neighboring hotdog2's southern border

roster
10- ten man fire teams with ak47's and RPG's
3- sniper teams of a sniper and spotter
3- 2 man mortar teams
20- UN peacekeepers
10- 5 man demolition teams for infiltration and sabotage
5 humvees

ooc- is your southern border well guarded? or is it more like the America mexico border?

my overall plan is to cripple the factories in the south with the mortars and demo teams, and use hit and run gurilla tactics with my fire teams. Lets see how long the last.

OOC: Shall we just say the border is next to someone i trust? that way there will be small gaps in the security that with careful planning 200 men(at different points) could enter through, a few guards might have to be killed in the process though!

IC:

" we've had a few deaths lately on our patrol areas sir. I must say i never did like those Conversionists! "

" what makes you so sure it was them? "

" Who else could it be? I know we're at war and all, but they would just go and knock of a couple of guards for the sake of it, and our neighbours dont let weapon smuggling happen either! "

" Perhaps, send out a battalion to cover that surrounding area, have them get air support and backing for it "

" Yes sir, but it seems pointless to me... "

As the four F-22s came into sight of the enemy fighters, they immediately broke and all of the F-22s fired at the squadron with sidewinder missiles.

IC:

" Incoming! "

" S**T! Return fire! Get some missiles launched fast! Split into the new tactics, watch out where they go! "

" Roger skip! Missiles 1, 2...all gone! "

"Alpha Leader Evade, you've got one on your tail!"
the missile just missed the squad leader
"Alpha 2, lookout!"
the missile clipped alpha 2's tail
"I'm hit but I can make it, Fox 3!"

ooc- these are 2 men from a fire team waiting for an ambush of one of hotdog2's patrols with mines in the road and a machine gun hidden on the side in the brush.

"Frank, pass me those night vision goggles, you've been usin' em all night"

"no way man, I bought these myself"

"well, it's not long until the next patrol passes. is your SAW loaded?"

"what kind of idiot do you think i am rufus?"

"do you want the long answer or the short one?"

"shuddup frank this is an ambush, keep you eyes on the road"

"one last check on the plan, once they hit that spot on the road we blo the mines and throw frags on 3"

the hum of engines rolls down the path...

"Alpha leader, I hit one of them, I don't know if he's down"
"Roger Alpha 3, I hit 2 but I don't have any confirmed downs"

As the Texas class battlecruiser neared the H2 coast, It launched 12 Cruise missiles directed twoard the capitol and began began bombarding the coast with its 20. inch guns.