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Raptior Airforce Base; Raptior, The United Pysiers of Truitt

The whole airforce base, one of the largest in the world, had all twelve runways humming and moving. But it was not the runway, it was a school of large aircraft leaving thier home to thier target. Fifty in all. Fifty stealth heavy bombers. Painted without insignia or number, and made to make a turn along North Laken's eastern coast, thier target was unknown, even to the pilots. Thier mission was to go to the general coast of The Burnsian Desert where a whole squadron of refueling craft will be waiting. From there they are to following thier escort fighters which are the best aces there are.

Subpin One, Seven, Fifty Six, Eighty Three; Portshire, The United Pysiers of Truitt

All the underground and underwater subpins, totally unknown by the international community and most of the lead military officals. A total of 140 submarines of unknown designation launched, to stay submerged and head straight to thier target. Thier nuclear reactors enabled them to go at a "Skipper" pase. Going a little past cruise speed and then slowing every ten minutes to a silent speed to listen for possable hostiles.
"Capiton, we are comming up to the Transocean Canal. They regulate all submercipal shippery to surface there." Reported the Satnav Operator onboard the lead ship of the whole fleet, the TSV Rosemary, an Auburn-class SSCVN in the E-Boat Fleet. The Capiton turnned to him and said "Are you stupid? We own the Transocean Canal, keep on going and get the whole force in a two line formation to make sure we don't stop to wait for others to go through." Commanded the Capiton. The confirmation was given by each Sectorial Division Lead Boat. "Unknown Fleet, this is the Transocean Canal Eastern Command Center (TCECC). Please state your origin, passcode, information Zulu, and destination." Said a person over the DESECON (Deep Sea Communication) Line.
"1st Orbital Expansion Fleet from Portshire, Bega, North Point, and Federal. Passcode Exodus. Origin Classified." Stated the Navcom Operator on a front Raptior-class SSD. "Passcode cleared. The Canal is openning now." Confirmed the TCECC Communicater.
After an hour the whole Orbital Expansion Fleet had exited the canal and had been set on a straight head-on line to the target. After the Fleet Protectorate Division-S made up of battery-operating Terroist-class SSAs patrolled around the area for any spies for the canal, the word was given to prepair full thrust out of the canal and to target. "No one knew we even were here." Said someone over the FCL (Fleet Command Line).

Three Hours Later

The bomber squadron nicknamed "Arbiturr" after the Truitti-made Arbiturr space plane, had just finished refueling with the stealthy in-flight TT-6 Black Tankers. The fighter squadron "Merlin Hawks," named after the 30-year superiority fighter a few years ago and the first space plane, had rondezvued with the bombers just a few miles from the Burnsian coastal borders and split so each fighter covered five bombers. There were 10 TyH-58ZD Fighting Generali Cockatiels and 80 TyH-58VD Fighting Liger Cockatiels were on their way, from control of a Truitti surface submarine that had its control come from a home base. They were due to control the Ligers in a few more minutes.

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Yuke was quiet that late, snowy night. Peace had finally hit Yuke due to its massive movement to the northern portion of Farbini I. It had nothing anyone would want. Although oil was located all over the place, just enough to stabilize the economy, it still was no target for these larger nations who were conquesting for other resourses.
"Sir, we have three nuclear missles on radar, straight at us!" Said a radar operator sarcastically. They were trying to blow time in the large military base of New Normandy. It was a mixture of Army, Airforce, and Navy. Most military units were currently stocked there becouse of the resent freezing of the ocean in the west and east.
Most militarymen were not ready for battle becouse the last generation of the battle experianced soldiers, pilots, and crewmen were long since retired or have died. All these men were just minutemen trying to get a little support in thier lives after service. Most did not even know how to use their weapons to their max, only just the basics were known.

They were not prepaired for the attack that would follow.

45 miles from New Normandy Defence Military Base (DMB)

"We have been ordered to surface slowly and once at level, launch missles." Said the Satcom Operator on one of the many Dugahh-class SSBN/SSGNs. They had a newly developed long-range small-warhead balistic missle onboard. They were called the Czar III, a smaller version of the Czar II missle.

"Fire all fifteen tubes." Commanded the Capiton on one of the Dugahhs. "Fire all tubes, roger." Confirmed the Missle Room. The whole sea started to quake as the submarines firred off their missles just under the water's surface.
"Surface!" Commanded the Rosemary's Bridge Capiton to the whole fleet. Just in unison, every E-Boat and D-Boat rushed from 200ft under the surface to acting like a surface ship. Waves and rain flew all over the cold snow-filled world of the Fu' Gulf. "Deploy drying systems!" Yelled all the D-Boat and E-Boat Capitons as the heating vents flew up form thier internal decks to dry off the decks of the ships. It took longer than usual becouse of the severe cold of the whole gulf and wind.

"The deck is dry enough for operations." Reported Ship Managers all over the fleet commanded. The Rosemary herself had all four elevators bringing aircraft up onto the deck, leaving room for the extra bombers that had already entered the base's range and were currently conducting a bombing run.

The TSV China, a Tru'Gal-class SSLDC amphibious command ship. It had just finished launching its fifth landing craft and was currently prepairing F-4 Rip Tide MBTs equipped with a floating skirt to run on the now calm ocean. Thier heating systems were offline, dispite the extreme cold the crew must be facing. They were all loaded with Fuhrer II Scramjet Rounds and Sands-Myers Explosion rounds.
The China than began, as with the other three Tru'Gals, to load the heavier landing craft with artillary, additional troops, and additional light tanks.

Space and Orbital Center Command - Raptior Airforce Base

"Sir, the Arbiturr Arkangel is prepaired to fire. It is currently over the industrial complex in the Yukien state. All missles are aimmed right in the middle of each complex center for maximum destruction." Reported the Satcom Operator in the SOC Command tower, near the Air Traffic Controler Tower.
"Alright, fire at will." Commanded the Generali to the Airforce, James Conners. "Sir, are you sure? Although it will be hard to prove that we did it, this could result in many enemies." Questioned the Satcom Operator. "Shut up." He said grabbing the microphone himself and giving the order.

370km up - Farbini I's Orbit

"Fire all five weapons. Confirmed." Said the pilot of the Arkangel. He pulled a few levers to tell the seven other crewmen to ready the launch bay. The extreme low orbit ment that they had to hurry. "Firring pod one. Pod two, all pods target bound." Reported the operators in the Launch Bay. "Raptior, Arkangel. We have sent the package." Said the pilot pulling the Arkangel back into outter orbit.

Yukien Industrial Complex - Sector C

The whole industrial complex was abandoned. There were two guards for the whole complex that was once a single warmachine in the far north of the Surss continent that funded the wars that Yuke used to have every year.
A large light came quickly from the sky and soon broke into four lights of the same size. They came down quicker than the speed of sound. The impact alone would leave craters, but they exploded. The 20 ton bombs blew, exploding and utterly inhilating the whole sector and the two guardsmen.
The simular fait came to the other five sectors and an outter community of fishermen. 43 dead in all, and over 5 billion dollars in damage with only 18 million dollars for the whole strike in total.