AfrikaZkorps
01-05-2005, 06:48
OOC:[The most wasteful, yet most effective[death toll] form of warfare, was and will be lines and columns bound to attack each other. Brutal close-quarter combat, industrial age revolutions and growing economies. Imperialism, and capitialism, were abundant Monarchies were beginning to fall, the late 1800's are all of these things. This thread is the opening of the Afrikaan past-tech transition. Anyone past-tech is open to help or not help the Menki Imperialists.]
The Menki Empire
Agosto, January 1st, 1885:
Fireworks, drinking and screaming were all part of the night. The bustling port city of Agosto was the current capital of the Menki Empire, which at the time controlled north and east Afrika, all along the coast forming a crescent shaped boundary. The Kinjon Peninsula was still controlled by a Indian[not Native American] force. The flickering gas lights and long telegraph wires pierced through the night darkness.
The people on the streets were drinking, falling, watching and dancing. The fun seemed as though it would never end. The thickness of the air clearly indicated that the area was highly industrialized and that the factories were still running into the night. However, the Divine Emperor had other plans for the next day. The Divine Emperor, Karl Menki, a twenty-four year old college graduate and semi-genius rode on the success of his father and propelled the Menki Empire to new heights. A large ringing noise pierced the air, the party-goers were to go back to their home immediately.
The entire town of Agosto was owned by the Menki Corporation, which owned every building around the city, from local farms to suburbs and everything in-between. The city was about as large as the island of Jamaica, but much more populated, with nearly a one and a half million inhabitants. Near the downtown were large brick towers, and the first steel buildings. protruding highly. Around that were large apartment buildings with all the necessities and other needs. Local marketplaces and shops distributed goods. Following the residential area were factories, farms, and smaller suburbs along with mines, ports, logging camps, and processing centers. Five large military bases were outside of the city. The Eastern edge of the city was near the water, with the huge Menki Palace, and the large Menki Marine Corps Guard Base nearby. Granaries, storehouses, and warehouses held tons of good waiting to be exported. Agosto was huge, and growing.
Kijies, January 2nd, 1885:
All the way across the empire, near Kijies, a port city with a large economy and massive suburb population, were Sixteen Army bases. The Menki Imperial Army[MIA] was taking voulenteers for the new army. The Army was to be used to unite Afrika under Imperialist rule. So far only two of the sixteen divisions were complete. The sixteen divisions were: ten infantry, two cavalry, two support/cavalry, and two naval. Each division was fifty-five thousand men strong. The lack of support for the Army caused the Divine Emperor to worry. Today the conscription program was to be enacted, all openings in the military to be filled. Factories in Agosto were running over drive producing millions of products for the army. Bayonets, Steel Rice hats, Uniforms, Ammunition, Rifles, Cannons, Wheels, Wagons, Horses, Canteens, Backpacks, Rations, Swords, Gatling Guns, Ships, Saddles and Knifes were just to name a few products being produced by the thousands.
The Menki Marine Corps Voulenteer Division, was loading onto their ships the very next morning. These men were lucky enough to have been fully equipped very soon as they were near the capital. A total of five and half million soldiers appeared all over the Menki Empire. The population of the Menki Empire was only about one billion, just a tad more. The ships they had boarded were built only a month ago, waiving the Imperial flag, and the Marine War Flag, the large fleet set sail for the Kinjon Peninsula, a highly resource rich, and lowly populated area speaking yet another language. Everyone in the Menki Empire was required to speak Afrikaanzi, to avoid confusion in coversations. The plan of attack was to land the marines in the north of the peninsula, while the main force, of fourteen divisions pushed in, while three navies wait offshore. They would arrive in one week.
Harbour Takahamya[Gehli]:
Small row boats with fifty men inside each one landed on the dock firing as they moved. Cannons from the ships ripped into the ground, killing innocent and enemy alike. The Marine Regiments were hitting the harbor with light assaults, nearly an entire regiment had landed by the time the next wave came. The marines moved through the city, their ackward pointed hats, and olive green uniforms didn't fit in with the concrete and brick buildings of the city. Marine Regiment One had finally completely taken the port. The next nine regiments had a clear landing.
The first regiment, moved up the main road fighting off guards and police. They shot at anyone with a weapon, or not. The soldiers saw blood spew over the ground, and on their uniforms. The first regiment had finally made it to the plaza. The city seemed to grow quiet as they enter the large square floor.
"Form square, fix bayonets, and reload, assume firing positions, fire on my order only!" yelled the regiments officer as he rode his horse to the center of the square. A moment later a terrifying roar snapped the peacefulness in half. Thousands upon thousands of warriors with assortments of spears, swords, guns, pitchforks, and clubs charged forward from the four main entrances and the buildings surrounding the plaza.
"FIRE! Fire at will!" roared the officers almost in unison. The shells of the rifles spewed out just as quickly as they could. Five shots, then a reload, and repeating this until they ran out of ammo, this method exacted a heavy toll on the enemy. Holes ripped through bodies as they tried to reach the square. Not one made it close to the square. Many Menki Marines were lost went enemy riflemen skirmished with the soldiers. The battle still raged as the first ranks began to run out of ammunition. Slupply wagons were emptied. Officers pulled out revolvers and started shooting at the enemy once again. A loud roar of a low horn rallied the Menki Marine First Regiment and ordered them to charge out in all directions at once. Bayonets fixed they charged stabbing, thrusting, shooting and butting, even kicking; it was all common place.
Nearly three hours later the loud march of Imperial Marine Regiments from all four directions routed any survivors of the long battle. Wagons were filled with wounded bodies being sent back to medical wards. Other wagons were filled with the dead and thrown into the water in a wooden casket with bricks in it. The town plaza was filled with over ten thousand bodies, wounded screaming out cries, dead smelling up the battle field, and the live limping around. The Menki Marine First Regiment fended off the militia of Gehli, a largely Islamic port city with many items to offer the besiegers. The Regiment was nearly destroyed with nearly one-thousand five hundred men left. The battle was a trageic end for the enemy, and a heroic victory for the Menki. At the same time in the south they advanced many miles each day and plan to meet the Menki Marine Corp First Division in the North-Central part of the peninsul in about a month. The Kinjon Royal Army was slaughtered in battle against the Imperial Army two days after the Gehli Plaza Battle[Next Part].
The Menki Empire
Agosto, January 1st, 1885:
Fireworks, drinking and screaming were all part of the night. The bustling port city of Agosto was the current capital of the Menki Empire, which at the time controlled north and east Afrika, all along the coast forming a crescent shaped boundary. The Kinjon Peninsula was still controlled by a Indian[not Native American] force. The flickering gas lights and long telegraph wires pierced through the night darkness.
The people on the streets were drinking, falling, watching and dancing. The fun seemed as though it would never end. The thickness of the air clearly indicated that the area was highly industrialized and that the factories were still running into the night. However, the Divine Emperor had other plans for the next day. The Divine Emperor, Karl Menki, a twenty-four year old college graduate and semi-genius rode on the success of his father and propelled the Menki Empire to new heights. A large ringing noise pierced the air, the party-goers were to go back to their home immediately.
The entire town of Agosto was owned by the Menki Corporation, which owned every building around the city, from local farms to suburbs and everything in-between. The city was about as large as the island of Jamaica, but much more populated, with nearly a one and a half million inhabitants. Near the downtown were large brick towers, and the first steel buildings. protruding highly. Around that were large apartment buildings with all the necessities and other needs. Local marketplaces and shops distributed goods. Following the residential area were factories, farms, and smaller suburbs along with mines, ports, logging camps, and processing centers. Five large military bases were outside of the city. The Eastern edge of the city was near the water, with the huge Menki Palace, and the large Menki Marine Corps Guard Base nearby. Granaries, storehouses, and warehouses held tons of good waiting to be exported. Agosto was huge, and growing.
Kijies, January 2nd, 1885:
All the way across the empire, near Kijies, a port city with a large economy and massive suburb population, were Sixteen Army bases. The Menki Imperial Army[MIA] was taking voulenteers for the new army. The Army was to be used to unite Afrika under Imperialist rule. So far only two of the sixteen divisions were complete. The sixteen divisions were: ten infantry, two cavalry, two support/cavalry, and two naval. Each division was fifty-five thousand men strong. The lack of support for the Army caused the Divine Emperor to worry. Today the conscription program was to be enacted, all openings in the military to be filled. Factories in Agosto were running over drive producing millions of products for the army. Bayonets, Steel Rice hats, Uniforms, Ammunition, Rifles, Cannons, Wheels, Wagons, Horses, Canteens, Backpacks, Rations, Swords, Gatling Guns, Ships, Saddles and Knifes were just to name a few products being produced by the thousands.
The Menki Marine Corps Voulenteer Division, was loading onto their ships the very next morning. These men were lucky enough to have been fully equipped very soon as they were near the capital. A total of five and half million soldiers appeared all over the Menki Empire. The population of the Menki Empire was only about one billion, just a tad more. The ships they had boarded were built only a month ago, waiving the Imperial flag, and the Marine War Flag, the large fleet set sail for the Kinjon Peninsula, a highly resource rich, and lowly populated area speaking yet another language. Everyone in the Menki Empire was required to speak Afrikaanzi, to avoid confusion in coversations. The plan of attack was to land the marines in the north of the peninsula, while the main force, of fourteen divisions pushed in, while three navies wait offshore. They would arrive in one week.
Harbour Takahamya[Gehli]:
Small row boats with fifty men inside each one landed on the dock firing as they moved. Cannons from the ships ripped into the ground, killing innocent and enemy alike. The Marine Regiments were hitting the harbor with light assaults, nearly an entire regiment had landed by the time the next wave came. The marines moved through the city, their ackward pointed hats, and olive green uniforms didn't fit in with the concrete and brick buildings of the city. Marine Regiment One had finally completely taken the port. The next nine regiments had a clear landing.
The first regiment, moved up the main road fighting off guards and police. They shot at anyone with a weapon, or not. The soldiers saw blood spew over the ground, and on their uniforms. The first regiment had finally made it to the plaza. The city seemed to grow quiet as they enter the large square floor.
"Form square, fix bayonets, and reload, assume firing positions, fire on my order only!" yelled the regiments officer as he rode his horse to the center of the square. A moment later a terrifying roar snapped the peacefulness in half. Thousands upon thousands of warriors with assortments of spears, swords, guns, pitchforks, and clubs charged forward from the four main entrances and the buildings surrounding the plaza.
"FIRE! Fire at will!" roared the officers almost in unison. The shells of the rifles spewed out just as quickly as they could. Five shots, then a reload, and repeating this until they ran out of ammo, this method exacted a heavy toll on the enemy. Holes ripped through bodies as they tried to reach the square. Not one made it close to the square. Many Menki Marines were lost went enemy riflemen skirmished with the soldiers. The battle still raged as the first ranks began to run out of ammunition. Slupply wagons were emptied. Officers pulled out revolvers and started shooting at the enemy once again. A loud roar of a low horn rallied the Menki Marine First Regiment and ordered them to charge out in all directions at once. Bayonets fixed they charged stabbing, thrusting, shooting and butting, even kicking; it was all common place.
Nearly three hours later the loud march of Imperial Marine Regiments from all four directions routed any survivors of the long battle. Wagons were filled with wounded bodies being sent back to medical wards. Other wagons were filled with the dead and thrown into the water in a wooden casket with bricks in it. The town plaza was filled with over ten thousand bodies, wounded screaming out cries, dead smelling up the battle field, and the live limping around. The Menki Marine First Regiment fended off the militia of Gehli, a largely Islamic port city with many items to offer the besiegers. The Regiment was nearly destroyed with nearly one-thousand five hundred men left. The battle was a trageic end for the enemy, and a heroic victory for the Menki. At the same time in the south they advanced many miles each day and plan to meet the Menki Marine Corp First Division in the North-Central part of the peninsul in about a month. The Kinjon Royal Army was slaughtered in battle against the Imperial Army two days after the Gehli Plaza Battle[Next Part].