NationStates Jolt Archive

The wind howled through the midday calm as dozens of reporters crowded around the steps of the Imperial Parliament. Holding their cameras at the ready like sidearms they prepared for the arrival of Archduke Kerav Berger to make his annual keynote speech. Nothing to special as far as most people were concerned just a summary of future expenditure of the governments budget.

Suddenly, the flashes of light illuminated the lectern as the Archduke appeared. Dressed in military regalia he stood defiantly viewing his audience. Six of the elite constabulary flanked him on either side ready to keep the so called peace:


"Ladies and Gentlemen from around the world I am proud to welcome you to your future. Doubtless you await to hear the plans of the ever expanding exalted Empire. Well, my purpose today is to announce to you and the world the start of Project Re-alignment."

A look of confusion overcame several of the reporters.

"Project Re-alignment will represent the the world as it changes in the coming generation. Essentially, our economic status has seen private profits to have doubled in the last decade. This upward trend has seen ever greater investment in military expansion. Already we have been able to claim and reclaim the following territories: Iraq, Kuwait, Bahrain, Madagascar, the Dutch Antilles, Madagascar, Mongolia and the region of Kashmir."

"Our success is clear for all to see and so now it is time for us to shift our focus off mindless profiteering. Our economy will now forever remain powerful and therefore we have a new target."

"Today we declare that all democracies outlying or bordering the Empire or its territories will become a focus of military expansion and annexation with an aim of ending the spheres of non-existant hope which they preach. Essentially, we are now set to mobilise our entire offensive armed forces to begin a military push that will once and for all be the catalyst to the collapse of democracy. Thank you."

With that the Archduke with great haste moved away from the lectern and was escorted to his armoured limousine. As he drove away all he could think of was how this move would be perceived.......

bump

OOC: [TAG]

Interesting.

OOC: Indeed it will be.

It was safe to say that a whole heartd mobilization by Drum Gods was a dangerous tool, and that the situation could very quickly spin out of constrol. The Macabee Empire - although relatively new and still in process of reconstruction - would not miss out.

[tag]

OOC: mmm. war.

Convoys of armoured trucks and hummers roared through the streets of the major cities of the Empire hauling their loads of munitions and rations towards their intended targets.

Soldiers and labourers could be seen for miles on end loading up vast lorries with rifles, sidearms and defensive clothing for individual personnel. Cadets ran to catch up with their moving Imperial Transports that would take them to their training posts. The skies boomed with the sounds of jets moving to the calls of the Emperor while training missions had started in the Imperial seas in preparation for war.

OOC Is this a earth that's not NS earth?

OOC: Hmm, looks promising. TAG.

BattleTech HQ was becoming an ever increasing hub of activity. General Van Dervand stared out of his office window at the convoys of trucks and newly manufactured artillery and tank battalions that were coming in to be prepped for deployment.
Smiling to himself he lit a cigar and took a large breath in as swirls of smoke circled around his head. Walking towards to his large inbuilt interactive worldmap he looked at all the lands that were becoming highlighted purple.

Purple for potential target.

Intelligence, stealth, recon and infiltration missions and reports had increased tenfold in the last few months. These brought the military the necessary information they would need to plan their attacks. The help of their allies also brought them this invaluable information..

As soon as an area on the map turned red then they would prepare to attack. A thunderous boom filled the air as a bomber squadron tore through the skies. The General took another drag, things were going well.

"Mr. President, Drum Gods is now claiming to be destroying all democracy."

"The enemies of democracy are enemies of Bonstock, but we must wait to see what happens. But senseless aggression will not be tolerated. Deploy a carrier battle group to international waters near Drum Gods, just to show our presence."

"Where is Drum Gods, sir?"

"Uh..."

OOC: Big place really. Take Russia, China and India merge them together and you get the main shape of the mainland Empire. Essentially then these are the other parts of the Empire:

Iraq, Kuwait, Bahrain, Kashmir Region, part of the Dutch Antilles, Half of Sicily, Mongolia and Madagascar.

OOC: Is this an open RP?

OOC: Yes, but only if you are going to post something constructive.

"Sir, Drum Gods has just basically declared war on democracy" General Howes informed the president.

"What? When?! Mobilize all military forces and begin calling up the sleeper divisions, I want us to be ready to either defend ourselves or assist targeted nations if they ask for help from the international community" the president ordered as he started looking on his computer for what, if any, information the intelligence services had on Drum Gods.

"Sir, I don't think we'll be a target...we are a dictatorship afterall" Howes responded.

"I know, but we do have democracy at lower levels of the government and we do respect human rights and most civil rights, to an extent" the president replied as he sent a message to the CTSIS to start satellite surveillance of Drum Gods and any and all military movement that they can see.

"Understood sir, I'll keep you updated as we find out more" the general responded and left.

OOC: Thanks, i'm new to this but i would like to learn how to make some good RP.
Please let me know if i'm doing anything wrong.

ID:

Inside Zarax military HQ the news was met with great concern.
Admiral Lockwood looked again at the map:

-"Drum Gods Sicilian outposts are pretty close to our borders, and our navy is still recovering from the last funding cut".

-"What course of action do you suggest, Admiral?" asked the Prime Minister.

-"All we can do for now is raising the alert to orange level and start the preliminary retraining of all our able levies. Let's hope we will not get embroiled in this too soon".

OOC: The Holy Empire of Zarax is a parlamentary constitutional monarchy, located in the Mediterranean (RL Sardinia).

Sitting round in the boardroom the interim figures were being calculated for Project Re-Alignment. Twelve men sat around the ornate mahogany table. Six on one side dressed in chic, expensive black suits, while six on the other wore military outfits and regalia. This was a divide rarely crossed. It was a given that big business and government funded the military so that it was like a spoilt brat. The military then conquered lands where business and government would invest and profit leading to more military investment.

But this was different. Unprecedented.

"Gentlemen, I have some figures here. A budget if you will which I'm sure you will agree is very generous and includes a further expansion clause."

A folder slid across to the military side of the table, opened and read.

"Indeed...indeed it is. These are our provisional figures for physical unit numbers and cost. As you understand and have seen working at full capacity the military is the largest industry in the Empire "employing" over 350 million people across all sectors from scientists to technicians and soldiers. I believe we know what the bulk of them do."

A folder slid across to the suits, opened and read.

A communal smile and the session was concluded.

International Imperial Communique:

Dear citizens,

Currently, an intensive military build up in DG Sicily. Troop numbers have started to double, along with missile capability, aerial capability and naval force numbers. This is part of the first step of Project Re-Alignment. No further detail will be revealed at this point.

Bureaucrat of the Drum God Empire

OOC: Out of curiosity, do you have any targets already selected?

"Admiral! We just got word from command, we are to redeploy along with the 12th, 24th, 23rd, and 17th battelgroups to international waters near Drum Gods in preparation for retaliatory strikes, or if need be, preemptive assaults on Drum God military positions to protect nearby democratic nations." the comms officer said as he handed the battelgroup CO the orders.

"Patch me through to the fleet" the admiral ordered as he read over the orders.

"Fleetwide comm is yours admiral" the comm officer nodded towards the admiral.

"Attention all personnel, this is Admiral Forrester speaking. We have just received orders to divert from our standard operations and head towards Drum Gods waters, where we will take up positions in international waters to be ready to respond to any threat made by Drum Gods against us, or anyone nearby that we choose to support. Four other battlegroups are also enroute, so we will not be alone. I ask that all captains immediately begin combat drills, and that all vessels move to readiness level 1. That is all." Forrester put down the radio and went to his quarters to begin formulating battle plans.

*Tundra*

The president looked over a quick report that had been sent to him from CTSIS concerning recent information gathered from satellites. Drum Gods' military was definately mobilizing, but as far as CTSIS could tell, no strikes had as of yet been carried out, and they would immediately send word to the president if anything happened.

OOC: Yes and No.

IC:

"You do realise that certain groups will attempt to pre-empt our actions. Indeed Satellite reports indicate movements towards Imperial Waters. They will try to stop our movements,"explained the Archduke to the General.

General sat with his back to his guest staring outside of his office window:

"If that is the case then our actions will be simple and concise. Simply, form a quaratine around international waters. If they are crossed then ballistics, aerial and naval forces will intercept to destroy the enemy. Order three of the college super fleets to patrol those waters."



Radio Patch across International waters:

All naval vessels crossing this divide at grid reference ****** will enter the Imperial International Water Quarantine and will face immediate annihilation. This will not be considered a declaration of water but all vessels which enter this region will not leave in one piece.

Meanwhile the LSE, Kings and Barts Super Fleets were being mobilised for an interception course.

"Sir!" The messanger ran into the council chamber, grossly ignoring protocol and security. "What do you want citizen" came the booming reply from the figure seated behind the podium at the back of the oval-shaped room.

"Sir, Drum Gods has just declared war on democracy!"

"What! you mean..all of it!"

"Yes, they are readying their forces as we speak."

"Good job citizen, you are dismissed."

The figure turned to look at the other council members as the large screen over the door at the front of the room winked to life. It displayed at satalite file image of the Drum God empire, not all of it, the empire being to big to fit in one detailed photograph. It displayed the center-most portion of the empire, as well as its capital city.

Another image popped into its place in a few seconds, this one a newer image, recently taken by satalites over the DG empire. "This, honored chamber members is out target, it has declared its intentions to destroy democracy and thus to destroy us, this must be stopped. Send the word to mobalize our forces and send two battlegroups over there and ready two more for coastal defence." All the council murmured and left the chamber and to their appointed tasks.

The war had begun...

"Sir!" The messanger ran into the council chamber, grossly ignoring protocol and security. "What do you want citizen" came the booming reply from the figure seated behind the podium at the back of the oval-shaped room.

"Sir, Drum Gods has just declared war on democracy!"

"What! you mean..all of it!"

"Yes, they are readying their forces as we speak."

"Good job citizen, you are dismissed."

The figure turned to look at the other council members as the large screen over the door at the fornt of the room winked to life. It displayed at satalite file image of the Drum God empire, not all of it, the empire being to big to fit in one detailed photograph. It displayed the center-most portion of the empire, as well as its capital city.

Another image popped into its place in a few seconds, this one a newer image, recently taken by satalites over the DG empire. "This, honored chamber members is out target, it has declared its intentions to destroy democracy and thus to destroy us, this must be stopped. Send the word to mobalize our forces and send two battlegroups over there and ready two more for coastal defence." All the council murmured and left the chamber and to their appointed tasks.

The war had begun...


OOC: Quick question, just so you realise we are not an october 2004 nation. We are actually a Jan 2003 nation with a population and military philosophy and history to boot. Just putting things into perspective before you do anything you regret. There is a reputation for us annexing or simply crushing others.

OOC: Ok

OOC: Drum Gods does that mean that any ships entering your waters will be annihalated or any ships in international waters near yours will be annihalated (I'm assuming the former)

IC:

"Admiral! Communication from Drum Gods, threatening to annihalate any forces crossing an Imperial International Water Quarantine" the comm officer informed the admiral.

"Understood lieutenant, prepare a response...

To: Drum Gods
From: Admiral Forrester, commander, 4th battlegroup, Tundric Navy
Subject: Tundric Naval Presence
Message:
We have picked up the general broadcast from your nation stating any vessels entering your quarantine will be destroyed. I want it to be known that our presence is simply to be ready to evacuate Tundric civilians from combat zones and to protect any and all Tundric economic interests in potential combat zones. We will remain in international waters, close to your waters, but will not cross over. Any attempt to engage us in international waters will be viewed as an act of war, and be responded to with immediate military action by the Tundra and allied forces.

Radio Response:

The quarantine represents a given distance of International Waters past Imperial waters. They begin at grid reference ****** and may not be crossed and that is to which the area to which the consequences will be met if entered.

"Drum Gods is mobilizing in Sicily, this means that we are going to get hit sooner than we predicted, Sir" said the Captain.

Field General McHilton measured the unbalance of the odds and sighed deeply:

-"The Navy won't last more than a few hours. Mobilize all the green levies and put them to reinforce our shores fortifications. If they attacks we'll make at least an unpleasant welcome."

Secret IC:
In the meantime, deep within the barbagian mountains...
-"There is no other chance, if all else fails at least we will have some degree of deterrence."
It was an hot meeting with the scientific heads, but finally the military point imposed itself.
-"We are starting to apply the changes to our space rockets. 12 Non-Nuclear IRBMs will be available within a month".

International Transmission:

"The Holy Empire of Zarax pleads Drum Gods to cease its military build-up and invites all interested parties to start diplomatic meetings in neutral places of choice. Our only interest is to avoid the bloodshed".

OOC: I'm on GMT+1, i hope to cope with you all later.

OOC: Just so you don't go shooting my ships, keep in mind they haven't reached the quarantine zone yet.

To: Drum Gods
From: Admiral Forrester
Subject: Quarantine
Message:
International Waters are called Internation Waters for a reason, as no nation may lay claim to them. This quarantine zone is not recognized by the Tundric government, and it will be disregarded unless the president orders to recognize it. As such, when we arrive near your waters, we will disregard this, and if you wish to start a war with us, that is your choice.

Radio Message to 1st and 5th fleet, nearing DG waters:

Stay clear, I repeat, stay clear. Do not get to close until we are sure what is happening here! The Drum Gods have threatened to sink any ship getting to close. Halt and wait for further orders. We will be monitoring your progress as well as that of the Drum Gods military, as best we can.


The Only response was:

"OK"

*Secret*

To: Zarax
From: President Verian-Saiyoto
Subject: Drum Gods
Message:
After reviewing potential targets for Drum Gods attacks, we believe your nation may be one of them. Due to that, and the fact that we can view your recent mobilizations from CTSIS, we are offering our assistance against potential attack. We can deploy a large number of ground, naval, and air forces in your nation, and if you wish, we have large stockpiles of quality (but retired from active service in favour of newer equipment) military equipment that we can ship your way if you have the manpower for it.

Your nuts either you stop this war or we will pound you .. that’s all we have to say we'll give you 48 hours

Radio Response:

The quarantine stands as it is. Our forces are nearly prepared to mobilise at all key points. Our position here is clear as are your intentions. The chess piece is now for you to move. Think wisely because the path and its consequences are clear to see. You will be dwarfed and destroyed.

Your nuts either you stop this war or we will pound you .. that’s all we have to say we'll give you 48 hours

Go on Rob, please, just try to pound him. I could do with a laugh.

Your nuts either you stop this war or we will pound you .. that’s all we have to say we'll give you 48 hours


That is actually the most pathetic thing I've ever read.

Your nuts either you stop this war or we will pound you .. that’s all we have to say we'll give you 48 hours

Err... yeah... could you either fire the people responcible for this first rate diplomacy or leave the two nations to work it out on their own as I'm sure they can do much better for mediation, while I'm sure telling nations to stop their wars or be pounded works for some backwards space nations, but on Earth we prefer a little more finess and delicacy in such aggresive situations. These sorts of comments are not welcome from any nation.

Foriegn Minister Mick Lakely, Iuthian Diplomatic Corps.

OOC: Wow, TFU...that was pretty brutal...

OOC: Enough laughing back to RP....

"Lieutenant, contact the other battlegroups, order them to rendezvous with us at ######, then we will enter this quarantine zone in battle formation and eliminate any opposition that tries to attack" the admiral ordered as he nodded to his comm officer.

(??)

im looking for a good fight! if i can join i would like to .. im both space and mod tech...

**Secret**

To: Canadien Tundra
From: Fintlewoodle Naval HQ
Subject: Naval Assualt
Message: As your nation as well as ours have a naval presence in the contested region of ocean, and our purposes are alike, I propose a combination of our two fleets, for both increased protection (Strength in numbers) and increased destructive capability. Our fleet is ready and willing to cross this border, we are just looking for a little support.

"Sir, we believe that if our naval forces approach Drum Gods waters, they will be engaged" General Howes said.

"Very well then...order hypersoar bomber squadrons one, two, and three, to load up and prepare for combat operations against Drum Gods. I want air bases selected as primary targets. Order the battlegroups to prepare for a a strike against nearby Drum Gods naval units. They should probably use the UCAVs, but thats up to the mission planners. For now, tell the fleet to stay just outside the quarantine zone." the president ordered as he contemplated the war he was about to get the Tundra into.

*Admiral Forrester's flagship, CTS Star of the North*

Forrester read over the recent, highly encrypted communique from the president, and smiled. He ordered the combined battelgroups to meet up at the rendezvous point as previously ordered, but to hold position there, just outside the quarantine zone.

To: Drum Gods
From: President Verian-Saiyoto
Subject: Tundric Naval Forces
Message:
I would like to apologize for the zealousness of Admiral Forrester, he is loyal and a good commander, but a little overenthusiastic sometimes. I have given orders for the fleet to stand down, we will respect your quarantine zone. I have no intention of starting a conflict, but I do wish to have deployment forces ready to retrieve any Tundric civilians that may be in the areas that are attacked by your military. Thus, I would like your permission to deploy helicopter rescue teams to evactuate any civilians caught in combat areas if it is needed.

OOC: Drum Gods, could you give me targets for my hypersoars, stealth bombers, and navy units that would be involved in the initial fighting?

*Secret*

To: Fintlewoodle naval HQ
From: President Verian-Saiyoto
Subject: Combined naval power
Message:
The five tundric fleets are converging at position ######, and it would be an honour to fight alongside your nation. The fleet has orders to hold there, while we prepare for a widespread airstrike and the naval force prepares for a strike against Drum Gods naval forces. If you have any stealth bombers that could contribute to our initial air strike, patch them through to our Aeriel Command headquarters in New Toronto and they will be included.

Your nuts either you stop this war or we will pound you .. that’s all we have to say we'll give you 48 hours

ooc: Watch and learn, then lead, follow, or get the hell out of my way.

ic: In the harbor of the great metropolis of Port Yuko, a great fleet assembled. Drum Gods had declared war on democracy; Bonstock would right that wrong. Lord Harald Gustavsson, President of the Federal Republic, had ordered the fleet prepared. Conquest and the vengeance of his father's death he sought, and for the glorious triumph of democratic liberty. The people had given him the power to defend the constitution. The constitution was democracy. If one attacked democracy, they attacked the Great Bonstocknian Constitution. This was a crime against the Bonstocknian state, and would be repayed with Drum God's blood.

Lord Harald, the great tactician of war and peace, walked with pride like a god as he entered the Senate chamber. The band played "Hail to the Chief" as the Senate applauded his entrance. Harald was confident, and showed it. His posture commanded awe in the room as his clean-shaven face reflected in the spotlight, which shone down on him like the light of heaven itself. This is what he had been born to do, fufill his duty. With his words, he would launch a thousand ships towards the betterment of democracy. He got to his podium, and spoke, the eyes of billions resting upon his noble face.

"Fellow Bonstocknians, and free peoples of the world. Drum Gods has said today that they intend to destroy all democracies. This evil government has subjugated noble races, our great brethren, as they seek to spread their message of hatred and tyranny. This is an affront to the very principles of human decency! Are we about to sit around and let them do so?"

The Senate and People of Bonstock replied with force: [b]NO![/i]

"Never shall we call ourselves Bonstocknians and allow such evil to exist on Earth! They act like they will be peaceful, but if the desecration of democratic principles is peace, then give us war!"

The Senate and People of Bonstock applauded and cheered.

"I ask of you, noble Senators and People of Bonstock, to stand tall; to crush this evil below the boot of Bonstock! Millions of our brethren have in the past given their lives to defend democracy. If their sacrafice means anything to us, we will go to war once more! The tide of democracy is unstoppable! No tyrant can hold us down! If we unite together here, the light of liberty will soon burn all over the world! Even in Drum Gods! People of Drum Gods, your hour of deliverance is coming! Rise with us! Join us, and detirmine your future. If we cannot do so, then let us die before we submit to the whims of a tyrant!"

He looked straght at the audiance. They stood in awe, clapping and cheering, as if that address had come straight from God himself. All over Bonstock, workers and soldiers joined hands, and prepared for the war. The light of Bonstocknian democracy shone bright as Bonstock prepared her expedition to liberate Drum Gods. The Senate quickly sent an ultimatum to Drum Gods: Cease their mobilization against democracy at once, or be vanquished by the might of the Federal Republic.

Meanwhile, a great fleet assembled, and set out towards China:

-20 Nimitz class Aircraft Carriers
-40 Ticonderoga class frigates
-20 Arleigh Burke class destroyers
-20 Spruance class destroyers
-40 Oliver Hazard Perry class frigates
-60 Wasp class LHAs
-120 San Antonio class LPDs
-500 Cargo ships carrying 100 Mechanized Divisions and equipment.

Submarines scouted in advance, looking out for incoming raids.

Factories began moblizing for war, producing equipment as Bonstocknian men signed up for service. Basic training began for them as their equipment was produced.

OOC: GOtta go for dinner, be back later

*Secret*
To: Bonstock
From: President Verian-Saiyoto
Subject: War with Drum Gods
Message:
I personally watched your broadcast and out satellites have seen your mobilization. I wish to thank you for joining in this conflict and would like to say that it will be an honour to fight alongside you. If you wish, you can send your fleet to ###### where our fleet and Fintlewoodle's fleet is gathering. I have already authorized 10 more battelgroups and a large number of ground forces for deployment.

----Heavily encrypted diplomatic communique----

To: President Verian-Saiyoto
From: Lord Harald Gustavsson
Subj: RE: War With Drum Gods

We will deploy our battlegroup to the requested area. It is an honor to fight along such noble allies. But, we ask, where is the location we must go to, and where and when will the invasion take place (ooc: TM me so this doesn't get betrayed). Thank you.

The Senate quickly declared its war. Lord Harald descended to his war room. A young woman greeted him. "Sir, our sattelites are currently giving us good pictures of what we're dealing with. We've also identified all Drum Gods communications and reconnaissence sattelites."

"Good. I want those hostile sattlelites offline, now. Scramble some F-22s with Air Launched Miniature Vehicle Anti-Sattelite missiles."

"Yes, sir."

Hundreds of F-22s scrambled from bases all over Bonstock, and fired their ALMV ASAT missiles at Drum Gods sattelites. All sattelites associated with Drum Gods were targetted; military, civilian, it did not matter. All were targetted.

ooc: this technology does exist. Don't scream godmod.

http://www.globalsecurity.org/space/systems/almv.htm

http://www.globalsecurity.org/space/systems/images/mhv-asat-launch2.jpg

General Van Dervand sat listening to the messages from The Canadian Tundra vessels. Smiling to himself he knew the score. 44 years in the military would not go to waste:

"The three super fleets as you have explained are ready. As well as the air squadrons? In that fire the Long Range Breaker missiles at the Tundra Vessels. May this be a sign of our intentions."

Within the next hour 54 Breaker missiles were fired at the Canadian Tundra vessels which would be approaching the quarantine zone any time soon. A Breaker missile is one that impacts at the point where a ship makes initial contact with water so as to cause the maximum possible damage to a ship and send it airborne. A Breaker missile if it is locked on or in the final stages as it approaches its target breaks into 4 smaller missiles to maximise damage and avoid complete lock on and interception. In this case on impact 216 missiles will attack the naval convoy.

what the hell ill jump in the fray ... ))

Beep beep beep beep .. a transmitter sounded … on military channels and world wide channels around the union the president came up to speak “,several hours ago we received word that the nation of drum gods has declared war on democratic nations , this has been an official declaration of war upon the union as well , the senate has voted 80 -65 for a declaration of war against drum gods , this isn’t going to be easy but I know we can pull it off , as of 0700 hours this evening I’m ordering troops to mobilizes out side of Drum gods im also ordering fleets move just out side there waters .. thank you and good night “ the screen flicked off.


At 0700 hours units began to move out at full speed troops loaded on to C-130’s with there equipment and tanks , ships full of forces departed , fleets moved from there home ports .. the total dispatch is :


Ships began thrashing along the waters as they made there way towards drum gods in 24 hours a battle would begin .
14th army
850,000 troops
55,000 tank /Mechanized infantry
55,000 (MLRS , artillery assorted)
4,000 helicopters (Attack/ lift/ utility ..)
3220 MIM Nike Hercules 2 mobile AA
1850 C-130 ,C-180/StarLifter utility craft
210 Special operations troops
1500 Aircraft
250 MIM-72 / M48 Chaparral
500 THAAD
500 M39 Army Tactical Missile System (Army TACMS)
150 Medium Extended Air Defense System (MEADS)
Corps SAM
150 MIM-110 Patriot instillations

1st Fleet
2 CVN71
4 Nexus class carriers
4 Nimtiz class carriers
10 Lexington class cruisers
15 Kidd class Frigates
15 Augusta class missile cruisers
4 New York class battle ship
1 Republic class super battle ship
100 PT boats
100 Tugs
15 Sea wolf class attack subs SSN
10 hammer head class attack subs SSNX
8 Ohio trident class SSBN
10 CG-47 Ticonderoga class
10 DDG-51 ARLEIGH BURKE-class
10 NFR-90
10 CG-21’s
14 DD-21 Zumwalt’s
8 CGN 125 Battle Wolf class
4 BB 8 Arsenal Ship
2 CVN77
250 MIM-72 / M48 Chaparral

2nd fleet
2 CVN71
2 Nexus class carriers
4 Nimtiz class carriers
8 Lexington class cruisers
10 CG-21’s
10 Kidd class Frigates
10 Augusta class missile cruisers
2 New York class battle ship
1 Republic class super battle ship
50 PT boats
50 Tugs
4 Sea wolf class attack subs SSN
8 hammer head class attack subs SSNX
2 Ohio trident class SSBN
8 CG-47 Ticonderoga class
8 DDG-51 ARLEIGH BURKE-class
8 FFG-7 OLIVER HAZARD PERRY-class
4 NFR-90
8 DD-21 Zumwalt’s
8 CGN 125 Battle Wolf class
4 BB 8 Arsenal Ship
2 CVN77
2 CVN71


3rd fleet
2 CVN71
50 PT boats
10 Tugs
4 Sea wolf class attack subs SSN
4 hammer head class attack subs SSNX
2 Ohio trident class SSBN
4 CG-47 Ticonderoga class
4 DDG-51 ARLEIGH BURKE-class
4 FFG-7 OLIVER HAZARD PERRY-class
10 CG-21’s
2 Nexus class carriers
2 Nimtiz class carriers
5 Lexington class cruisers
8 Kidd class Frigates
4 Augusta class missile cruisers
6 CG-47 Ticonderoga class
4 Sea Shadow class
8 DD-21 Zumwalt
8 NFR-90
8 CGN 125 Battle Wolf class
4 BB 8 Arsenal Ship
2 CVN77

4th fleet
2 CVN71
50 PT boats
10 Tugs
4 Sea wolf class attack subs SSN
4 hammer head class attack subs SSNX
2 Ohio trident class SSBN
4 CG-47 Ticonderoga class
4 DDG-51 ARLEIGH BURKE-class
4 FFG-7 OLIVER HAZARD PERRY-class
10 CG-21’s
2 Nexus class carriers
2 Nimtiz class carriers
5 Lexington class cruisers
8 Kidd class Frigates
4 Augusta class missile cruisers
6 CG-47 Ticonderoga class
4 Sea Shadow class
8 DD-21 Zumwalt
8 NFR-90
12 SSN-774 Virginia-class
8 CGN 125 Battle Wolf class
4 BB 8 Arsenal Ship
2 CVN77



20 B2 bombers
20 B1B bombers
10 B2 bombers
150 F-22 super raptors
250 F-22
250 F-35
50 B3 bombers
50 B22’s
250 F-16I’s
150 F-15E’s
150 F-15X’s
200 F-14
50 F-111 C’s
50 F-117A
150 F-77’s
250 F/A-18C/D Hornet
250 F/A-18A/B Hornet
250 F/A-18 Hornet
250 F/A-18E/F "Super Hornet"
50F/A-18G "Growler"
50 EC-130V Hercules
50 EC-135, Looking Glass
2nd Wing
15 B2 bombers
15 B1B bombers
15 B2 bombers
150 F-22
150 F-35
150 F-130
120 F-128
120 F-129
150 F-122’S
150 JAS

*TAGgage in case I feel the need to sink some Fedral ships*

General Van Dervand sat listening to the messages from The Canadian Tundra vessels. Smiling to himself he knew the score. 44 years in the military would not go to waste:

"The three super fleets as you have explained are ready. As well as the air squadrons? In that fire the Long Range Breaker missiles at the Tundra Vessels. May this be a sign of our intentions."

Within the next hour 54 Breaker missiles were fired at the Canadian Tundra vessels which would be approaching the quarantine zone any time soon. A Breaker missile is one that impacts at the point where a ship makes initial contact with water so as to cause the maximum possible damage to a ship and send it airborne. A Breaker missile if it is locked on or in the final stages as it approaches its target breaks into 4 smaller missiles to maximise damage and avoid complete lock on and interception. In this case on impact 216 missiles will attack the naval convoy.

ooc: my ASAT missiles?

OOC: I'm back.

IC:

International transmission:

The Holy Empire Of Zarax Self Defence Forces, while unable to directly engage Drum Gods will be glad to provide his repair docks and SAR support to any democratic fleet in the mediterranean.
We are situated at half a day from the Drum Gods sicilian outposts.

Secret Transmission:
We would like to know about any planned secret ops against Drum Gods.
We can offer the Sassari and Barbagian mountain infantry brigades, they are among the best regular infantry in the world (OOC: In real life they badly kicked out the english paratroopers in NATO joint training exercises, anything below Spetnzatz level will be beaten with ease in close combat).

OOC: Drum Gods, I need naval forces or ground targets I can hit. Actually, I need both, as my aircraft are launching from their bases in the Tundra and heading towards you for airstrikes.

"Sir! Incoming!" the radar operator screamed as he looked at the readings being fed to him from the patrolling aircraft that always accompanied aircraft carriers.

"Comms, all ships now!" the admiral ordered as the comm officer patched him through.

"All ships we have been engaged, I repeat, we have been engaged! All units, open fire!" the admiral ordered as dozens of cruise missiles started launching from the fleet and fighters started lifting off of the ship, flying low and making use of all their stealth technologies and accompanying EW aircraft to keep them hidden for as long as possible as they headed towards Drum Gods ships that they had seen on radar.

Then the missiles came streaking in towards the fleet. The admiral was suffering from a bit of anxiousness, as one always did when they entered combat, but he knew the fleet knew its job, and they would pull through.

The guardian ships from each battlegroup were out ahead of the others serving as a screen, and their array of CIWS and decoys roared to life, sending out tons of decoys, ECM signals, and thousands and thousands of 30mm rounds and small anti-air missiles towards the incoming ordnance. Several were blown out of the sky, and the ships' own CIWS' came to life, sending more ammunition into the incoming weapons when they started breaking apart and came in towards the bow of the warships. Many were blown out of the sky, but some still punched through the wall of fire and impacted on the warships.

Three destroyers, three cruisers, a pair of supply ships, four guardian ships, five corvettes, and six frigates were in the process of sinking. Several more ships were damaged, and fleet auxillaries were attending to them.

*International Broadcast*

"Tundric naval forces in international waters, which had pledged to respect an illegal Drum Gods quarantine zone extending into international waters was attacked without provocation by the Drum Gods military. In response, we are making a formal declaration of war against the Drum Gods empire, and we urge the international community to follow suit so that we can stop this empire before it harms anyone else"

*Secret*
To: Zarax
From: General Howes, commander of the TDF
Subject: War with Drum Gods
Message:
I have been placed in charge of Tundric operations in the Drum Gods conflict. Presently, naval forces from Bonstock, Fintlewoodle, and the Tundra are gathering in international waters in preparation for military attack. If you'll allow us, I will send some of our ground forces to your nation to use as a staging base.

*Secret*
To: The Fedral Union
From: General Howes, commander of the TDF
Subject: War with Drum Gods
Message:
We have seen your mobilization and your declaration, on behalf of the nations fighting Drum Gods, I would like to thank you for joining in. We are gathering our naval forces in international waters for the attack, though five Tundric battelgroups have already been engaged. If you would like to join our coordinated assault, please send your forces to rendezvous with that of Fintlewoodle, the Tundra, and Bonstock.

Reply from the DOD (coded and or secret): to The Canadian Tundra

the pleasure is ours , we will be at your rally point with in the houri wish all of us the best of luck on this mission bester bayborn

*Secret*
To: Zarax
From: General Howes, commander of the TDF
Subject: War with Drum Gods
Message:
I have been placed in charge of Tundric operations in the Drum Gods conflict. Presently, naval forces from Bonstock, Fintlewoodle, and the Tundra are gathering in international waters in preparation for military attack. If you'll allow us, I will send some of our ground forces to your nation to use as a staging base.

*Secret message sent by a diplomatic courier*
To: The Canadian Tundra
Thanks for your offer, but for now our infantry is up to the local defence task.
We offer to you and any allies the use of our air base near Cagliari and sheltered submarine base under Tavolara.
Any damaged ship in the mediterranean can dock in our harbours for advanced field repairs.


OOC: I'm RPing from a precise location with RL data.

OOC: Given your current location the major areas you could realistically target are the 8 small and mid sized military and domestic ports from which preparations are continuing for Project Re-Alignment.
To Bonstock on the point of the satellites we have a couple but not that many so essentially you would have knocked them all out. I'm just going to post fleet numbers now before I do a proper IC military reply.


A Super Fleet comprises of four smaller fleets. One fleet consists of:

4 Imperial Class Battleships
36 Imperial Cruisers
18 Imperial Goliath Warcraft
136 Silver Lupinas ( single manned miniature submarines that carry a couple of torpedoes and essentially are suicide vessels. Extremely fast but light armour go around swarming in packs. Hard to intercept, normally detected when its too late)

28 Distance Interceptor Warships
18 Sijourn Aircraft Carriers
24 Imperial Submarines
19 Exalted Class Cruisers
12 Baghdad Class Battleships
19 H-A Goliath Aircraft Interceptors
89 Breezer Class Missile Ships (Hummers on water sort of thing)



Currently, the Barts and Kings Superfleets are awaiting interception. In a while I'll post the airforce stats and then RP a response everything else. Short on time currently so this will have to hold for a bit.

OOC: Just though I'd try to introduce myself to a little RP here. If I'm not wanted, I can just end it after the first post. If possible, I'd like to add a reason for them being there, possible furthur military action or intel gathering.

Royal Triancian Ship Cerzana, SUAN-103
Somewhere inside the Combat Area

/Damn!/ The captain thought, scanning the waters around him for through the reflective eyes of his periscope. First the Radar Officer reported numerous cruise missles fired at the Tundric fleet, and then the resaults show up. Black columns of smoke rose to the heavens, disappearing after the burning wreacks were extinguished either by the sea or good DC crews.

It really reinforced the fact that the Cerzana /shouldn't/ be here. Why, why, why, the captain thought, did the navagation system have to have it's superstitiously monthly software glitch when they were moving near these waters!?

"Down scope." the captain commanded, as he walked over to the navagation table a scant two feet away in the cramped quarters of the bridge. The Navigation Officer already had the maps out. It wasn't hard to guess what the captain wanted, so the Navigation Officer spoke first.

"The fastest possible way out, sir, is also the most dangerous." He pointed to a line on the maps that followed through out of the combat zone. "We spend about 36 hours moving in between both the Tundric Fleet, and the Drum Gods costal defenses. Now, if we move at a' hundred twelve degrees for about three miles, I think we can avoid-"

A beeping sound, accompanied by a red light, interrupted the Navigation Officer's well-laid plans. Most alarms on the ship were something to get apprehensive about. This one just got the captain annoyed. "What in the hell does command want now?!?" He swore profusly as he went up and snatched the message from the printer, superceding the comm officers normal actions

The captain sighed, as he read and processed the message. Well, it /was/ authentic, and the admirals at the top /were/ assholes, so the contents of the message shouldn't have come as a suprise to him. He turned to the Navigation Officer. "Cancel that escape plan, Nav, and find me a nice, quiet spot as close to the cost as you can get. "Sir?" The NavO inquried, puzzled.

Commander Richard Evans, RTN, grimaced. "We're staying."

+++Open Transmission+++
+++To: See: Nations Involved in: Drum Gods Conflict 09213441+++
+++From: The Imperial Palace, Rodya, Daikerta+++
+++Thought for the Day: What is a lifetime of servitude next to an eternity of damnation?+++

"Stepping off of another great war won for the Grand Empire, we are again thrown into conflict. Our allies in the New World Order, if needed, will be assisted by contigents of the Imperial Armada and, if worse comes to worse, the Imperial Legions. We are not declaring ourselves part of this conflict as of yet; but if our military arsenal must be used in the protection of NWO positions, it shall be done."

~ Grand Prince Alexei Brusilov, Emperor of Daikerta

TAGged

*Secret*


To: General Howes
From: Admiral Rose
Subject: Naval Strike
Message: I have just been placed in command of Fintlewoodles naval operations in this conflict. I have just recived word that my request for three more battlegroups to be re-deployed to this area was accepted.

At the current time I however do not have any steath bombers close enough to aid in the attack. The two fleets here now only carry small carriers, only having enough room to hold the attack and fighter planes required for minor recon and fleet defence. Once the other three fleets arrive however I will have two Super carriers at my disposal and I will not hesitate to use them to aid you in any further attacks.

The three fleets will arrive early tomorrow morning. I will contact you then. My fleets are nearing your position now. Good luck, we are on the way!

::End Transmission::

OOC: Before I go ahead with IC I have a quick question. Is this war going to end up as an alliance vs. alliance war? I don't mind that's not really what I wanted this to end up like as every war that happens here ends to end up in that situation. I don't mind taking on a few nations as the whole RP is manageable and flows well but if the number of nations increases anymore and I bring allies into the fold then I believe this will all become too predicatable.

OOC: As thread starter i think you can establish some rules, if you want to stop other people to join is up to you IMHO.

OOC: This is alot of people already, in my opinion. I dont want an allience vs. allience war either. You could limit the number of people in the RP to those already participating. Just an idea..

hmm mass nations with 9i999999999999 troops and 99999 tanks and omfg pwn you tech would not be fun

OOC: Well, in my opinion as a nation declaring war on democracy I think I expected a battle involving numerous enemies. I personally am limiting myself to one ally which even now I doubt I will call upon. I would that on my side there will only be a maximum of two nations. On the democratic side I would say a maximum of four nations. At this point I think those nations should be Bonstock, The Canadian Tundra, Zarax and Fintlewoodle. To be honest I would like to avoid the use of nuclear weapons for the most part though I think WMDs are acceptable as long as they are used sparingly.

That is my opinion so far.......

OOC: I think that limiting the options to conventional war would make the scenarion more interesting.

that counts me out ...

"Sir, I am picking up radar signals" Colonel Davien turned to look at the ships radar-man, a short black haired Asian named Lee. "Who is it man, who?"

"I think its the Tundric fleet sir, there are alot of 'em left."

"Good, send a message up to the comm tower. We will be there in half an hour."

"Yessir"

The men in the tower reyed the message to the other ships in the fleet before they sent it out to the Tundric ships. It read:

The 5th and 1st fleet are now nearing your position, ready to go. The 4th 7th and 21st will arrive shortly.



A fleet of the Fintlewoodian military generaly consists of:
1 Hell Class Supercarrier
4 Tempest Class Battlecruisers
6 Soyez Class Battleships
10 Adari Class Air Defence Destroyers
10 Atlantia Class AEGIS Destroyers
3 Portlandia Class Missile Cruisers
4 Ithica Class Light Cruisers
6 Slag Class Nuclear Submarines
15 Executor Class Logistics Ships

(The fleet may vary slightly and can be refitted to carry our specific missions)

The Bonstocknian fleet began to approach its objective, rendezvous with allied forces outside the "Quarantine Zone," for possible actions against Drum Gods. Sure, war was already declared; the Senate and People would have their corpses to bury.

The choppy waves sent the great Bonstocknian ships of war tumbling about, trying to regain their control. But a weather problem was the least of Bonstocknian worries. An enemy fleet lay around the corner; mass naval power would be needed to ensure this grave threat was eliminated.

Admiral Jean de Matinier, commander of the Bonstocknian Combined Fleet, proudly surveyed the gently tumbling sea before him. He gave a look of resolve and courage, as he looked at the task ahead. Lord Harald had ordered the enemy fleets neutralized one by one; that way, the great soldier could land his forces.

De Matinier walked into the command room of his mighty flagship, RBS Adolphus. A man greeted him. "Sir, a transmission has come from Lord Harald's headquarters. Enemy sattelite forces have been utterly neutralized."

"Beautiful. Someone in the Bonstocknian Air Force deserves the Navy Cross today. We will attack with surprise."

"Sir, our sattelites are now looking in at the location of the Drum Gods fleets. We will soon have them located."

"Good. As soon as we have a contact, put every crew to quarters. We will attack them as soon as we find them. What have our submarines said?"

"We have fourty on forward patrols all over. Soon we'll have them."

"Make it quick. I want to make the first strike here."

"Aye, sir."

"Sir, satellites have gone."

The General sat relaxed in his mock tudor board room:

"As expected just start using the satellites that our gracious ally has afforded us the use of. Switch to basic auxilliary intelligence systems and group intelligence. Tell the naval fleets to begin initial mobilisations. I expect 12th-19th Sea Airborne Divisions ready."


At Sea:

The two superfleets would be more than a match for any oncoming fleets. Each ship had already open several undercarriages had released hundreds bordering on thousands of depth charges and mines that would float miles ahead to great the unexpectant enemy.
Meanwhile, two volleys of several hundred Breaker Missiles were fired on oncoming fleets just outside and the quarantine zone. That in total should be more than enough to impact heavily upon the approaching fleets. To add to the confusion, chaos and damage they intended to cause. Two volleys of Scrambler Missiles were launched. These missiles flew around at high speed in random directions before hitting their targets.

Meanwhile three groups of 26 Heavy Gunships were moving forward to take cause an impact strike upon the Canadian Tundra Fleets.


In Sicily, the missile stations had opened and launched a volley of 82 Swarm Missiles (Land Versions of the Breaker Missiles) meaning on impact the Swarms would have split into 328 smaller missiles. Furthermore, a set of 22 Hypersonic High-Altitude (H-A) Heavy Bombers were tearing into the skies and proceeded to drops graphite bombs to end electronics in the region as well as carpet bombing the region for sheer devastation.

"Sir, we have indications of new hostile sattelites. The enemy might know our location."

"Dammit. Blow them up."

"They're not Drum Gods sattelites. They're someone elses. Blowing them up would start another war."

"Dammit again. Form a ring around the Canadian fleet, and direct our surface forces to engage incoming missiles and aircraft. Meanwhile, get our submarines to blow up any and all fleet replenishment ships, so they can't lob any more missiles at us."

"Yes, sir!"

Somewhere near the Drum Gods fleet

Four Bonstocknian Seawolf class submarines were below the water on silent running. They could see enemy ships above, but were hoping that by some miracle they would go unnoticed. Silently, stealthily, they picked out their target: a grouping of enemy fleet replenishment ships. An order was given: fire at will.

Each of the submarines launched two volleys of four Mk.48 torpedoes at the enemy resupply ships, and then went back on silent running and turned around.

The Fintlewoodian fleet had reached the Tundric position just in time to get hit by a volly of enemy missiles, or so it seemed to Admiral Rose. An attendant ran into his cabin as the red warning lights came up. "Sir! They are firing on our position! Hundreds of missiles inbound!" The Admiral swore and looked down for a second before replying, "Well! Dont just stand there, get a message, no an order, out to our ships. I want all the anti-missile crap our tech guys could fit into these tubs up and running beofre i finish my sentance!"

"But sir...you alrea-"

"Get moving!"

The message was out and all the ships went to full alert. There were men seen scrambaling all over the decks, manning guns and punching in missile co-ordinates. None of this mattered to the few dozen submarienes moving below the surface however. As soon as the men on the surface could tell them where the fleet was, they would be out, missiles or not. They waited silently for a few miniutes until the radio call came, "The missiles came from the west, at heading ****. See if you can find the ships these came from and get a little revenge for the fleet eh?" The subs were off and soon their cargo would be inbedded into the hulls of the ships that sent these missiles at their fleet, and if it was not any ship that sent those explosives, well, that didn't matter, they would sink them anyway.

Meanwhile, under the island of Tavolara...

- "Sir, the subs have been armed and replenished. We are ready to go at any moment."

- "Good. They already know their orders, we cannot engage a superfleet directly but we can bleed their nose. Send them to the established patrol zones."

12 Alpha class submarines departed, ready to intercept any Drum Gods damaged ships en route for their sicilian bases.
While they were unable to affect the outcome of the ongoing battle, they were adequate to put a dent to the fleet future performances.