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Terrance Johnson looked out over the crowd. The cheering was deafining. The armed guards on either side were scanning the crowd for North Mack Police and Military.

"And those Buisinesses! Thinking their above the law!? This is what I think of them!"

Terrance pulled out his pistol. funny, the government required all citizens of North Mack to carry guns. Now it would be their downfall. He pointed his pistol at a scared looking buisiness man in the crowd. "Where's your corporate power now!?" he pulled the trigger. The gun jumped in his hand and the buisiness man dropped to the ground.

"I say, let us, the people, set up a NEW government! one where all take part in the decisions, not just the corrupt leaders!"

The cheering reached a new high. Terrance smiled. it had begun.



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"My Lord, new reports have just came in from New Northrenk and from South Tanakai. Rebelion movements are springing up all over the place. The leader f them all seems to be a local named Terrance Johnson."

Emperor Ryler III looked at the report. He frowned. "Send troops to New Northrenk to capture Terrance. Then move on to the other cities and put this rebellin down."

"My Lord? they all have firearms-"

"WHAT!!?? WHY?"

um, the law you passed, making gun ownership mandatory."

"oh, well, equip the troops with full battle gear. This is now a military operation."

"yes, my lord"

Rlyer sighed. this was going to be a long day.

"Sir, a resent CIN announcment!" James' aside, a certain guy named Merial, shouted over the little meeting that was going on in the room.

"What is it?' James asked, looking up. It was odd how fast James could respond to things that suddenly spring up, and he always had the answer, as if he had it predetermined.

"There is an uprising in North Mack," the aside quickly explained the details.

"Make as statment: 'Taliosa will help to put down this uprising with full military force.' James said, then thought for a moment, "The Talor battle groups is in the area, in the northern sea right? Park them off the coast and offer their air support to Government loyal forces. Ready the 1st attack wing and move them to... the Island of Far, it's inrange of North Mack, and a good airstrip. Activate the 1st infintry and 2nd armored, fly them into where ever they are needed."

Merial nodded and turned.

~Tagg for later post

A man stands in the crowd, shoulder to shoulder with the people of North Mack. A cruel smile appears on his lips as the buiseness man gets shot, all seems to be going well for the people of North Mack: the bourgiousie will suffer the sting of the proletariat. He looks about, and then slips off: away to alert the leaders of the Kommitet Gosudarstvennoy Bezhopaznosti, they would be happy, very happy. Something would be happening here, something very important for the government of Krendakov.

OOC: North Mack, is it ok if I have a border with you? If so, then...

"...exactly, Master. 119 of our citizens are dead and 242 are wounded from the shots fired by the armed mob. They all were civilians, on holidays or in business duties, none of them was armed or had anything to do with the conflict."
Colonel Tamujid, The Minister of Everything and teh ultimate leader of the Armed Republic of Madnestania, did something his staff hadn't ever seen him to do: he shouted. "Goddamit! This is outrageous! Immeadiately evacuate our citizens from NM and tell our border guard to stay in full alert. If those villages and towns near the border are, as you said, now in hands of the rebels send our 20th and 21st Armoured Brigade with 2 infantry divisions to secure them along with the border troops. These murders shall be revenged, that is the way of our people! And, by the way, send message to North Mack and ask if they alllow our troops to move in to their territory. If they deny, tell them that we shall use artillery over the border and thit hose towns in where those innocent Madnestanians were murdered just because they are Madnestanians. In times like this, racism can spread fastly through the people on the border, and it is understandable. But never acceptalbe!
North Mack is our friend, and we will follow their advices, but make sure they understand that we have to do something, otherwise OUR people will get nervous too. Hmm. To think about it, this all has nothing to do with you, misters! DO WHAT I TOLD YOU TO DO, not just stand there and look like a bunch of idiots, which you are!"

Troops started to move towards the border, and the note was sent to North Mack government about Madnestanians request to secure their borders and take over the are of some 5 to 20 kilometers deep inside their area,as long as it was in hands of the rebellions. The mission was to be accomplished co-operating with North Mack's troops loyal to their government.

North Mack military forces are preparing for war, donning battle gear and weapons and making way towards the streets. A typical APC is sweeping an urban area. It proceeds, the machine gun surveying the empty streets. An earth shattering explosion coats the vehicle in flames, superficial debris landing some yards away. The occupants escape, unscathed and exit though the top hatch.

This is all seen a mere 100 yards away by one man, through a scope. He makes a minor adjustment, takes aim, and fires.

The rebellion just got help.

ooc: this is a mercenary action, my government is not responsible. if you dont want me to interfere in this way tell me.

OOC: Madnestan, you can have a border with me.

"Holy Shi-" Sergeant Kevins cries are cut short as a rocket screaming twords the APC connects. Debris fills the air as the APC explodes in a brilliant fireball. The Civillians at the end of the street cheer, although they do not know who hit the APC. On the other side of town, gunfire is heard as the civillians begin firing on the troops in riot gear.

"This is squad commander Captain Jake Thomann, requesting backup. Repeat, request Backup. We are pinned down by machine gun fire near the Dominicks on 4th and main. Please respond. ANYONE!"

"Captain, this is General Jackson."

"General... what?" Thomann was confused. why would the general be linked directly through to him, a captain. he said this.

"well, Captain, the APC has been hit by rocket fire, and we have lost radio communications with squads two and three. you are now the senior officer in New Northrenk."

"WHAT!? The APC was hit? but... the reinforcements..."

"will not be coming anytime soon. sorry. we're trying to bring air support, but two choppers have been brought down by shoulder mounted missiles."

"but none of the citizens have shoul-"

"Captain! We're not stupid at HQ. We knoe the civilians dont have missiles. we beleive that they have outside help." mummbling could be heard in the background. someone was talking to the Geeral. "I have to leave now Captain. the Air support will be there soon. just hold on a little bit longer."

"just HOLD ON!? ARE YOU..." he stopped talking as the radio had gone dead. He swore very loudly and resumed firing gas canisters over the barrier of cars. He looked over the barrier. the civilians were continuing to advance, with GAS MASKS, firing as they went. Another of Thomanns troops was hit. "Hold on a bit longer, im not gonna be able to hold on for five minutes. comeon, air-support..."

- 2nd Naval Air wing lead plane, Callsign Firebird -

"Sir, I'm getting a request for Air support on 243.5, check it out sir," came one of his men over the radio,

"Copy that, switching secondary radio to 243.5," Firebird swiched over to the channel. His flight was flying at just under mach one, approching the North Mack capitol. They were equiped for a multi-role mission, so they were good for anything right now.

"air support, I say again, requesting airsupport at location (insert location here). We have 10 plus infintry head down that street to the east," came the voice over the radio, it continued on about their position and status.

"This is Taliosa 2nd Naval Air wing leader Firebird, we are inbound on your location. You now have 30 multi-role aircraft ready for close air support," there was a pause in the radio channel.

"copy firebird, please put some munitions down on..."

Firebird pulled his plane up, then pushed it back down while sweeping over to the glide path, leveling off at 200 feet. Radio chatter continued as the radio operator giuded the planes in on targets. Firebird pickled off at 1000 lb bomb, then pulled up, reaching minimum safe altitude in seconds. A huge ball of fire erupted below him as the huge bomb impacted in the middle of the enamy formation.

"Good hit firebird! That was right on target, next target..."

His boys were good, every bomb hit the target, or very close to it, for a while it seamed as though nothing could stop them.

Firebird saw his missile alarm target go off as he was on glide slope for his second target, his reaction was fast. He pulled back, calculating the exact angle to releace the bomb at so it will still land on target from this distance, and loosed it. Then rolled his plane on a wing, shoved the throttles to full afterburners and pulled up. The warning buzzer went off, and the missile flew by his window.

"Good hit firebird! next target..." the north mack radio operator said.

Ghost watched as the bombs fell from the jets smashing in mobs of bodies. He wondered how long before this whole country would come crashing down. He turned to his squad of 4. Ox, the heavy weapons specialist was playing rock-papper-siczor with Blunt, the marksmen. Doc, the medic was double checking the supplies in his kit while Axe, Ghost's second in command scanned the road with a hand held scope.
"Sir. We need to move and get in contact with the HQ in the area." Axe's voice crackled over the helmet mike.
"I know Sergeant. All right Bad Karma move out. Let's show these rebels." Slowly the 5 men stalked down the street weapons drawn looking to help the rightful goverment.

OOC: Hey is north mack land locked??

Terrance Johnson looked at the map he had found. on it were various toys and object representing the troops in New Northrenk. He was glaring at a tin soldier, representing the squad of North Mack troops hunkering down behind the cars. they were becoming a real problem. ever since they had realized that the citizens of North Mack would do anything to be free of the repressive government, they had stopped firing gas and started firing hollow point bullets. He looked across the map at the pig-with-wings toy, representing the Taliosa air support.
"You, Concremo mercenary man. I need you to take those fighters down. Now."

"We're trying as hard as we can, their just too damn fast."

"listen, with what I'm paying you, you can try harder."

"yeah, fine." The mercenary mumbled as he walked off.

"Mercenaries..." Terrance shook his head. "Oh, well, what choice do we have. Jacob."

Jacob Marche, Terrances right-hand-man ran up. "Yes?"

"Hows the assault on Squad 2 going?"

"We got them with some molotov cocktails. Their retreating."

"What? Molotovs made them retreat?"

"well, i added some broken down styofoam so it was basicly napalm we threw at them." Jacob smiled. It was his plans that made him indespensable to Terrance.

"Excelent. Move foreward to take the Police Station. They've got to have some heavy weapons there."

"thats the thing sir, the Police have joined us in our fight against the Emperor."

"Good." Terrance grinned an evil grin "we'll win this yet."

OOC: yeah, actually. NM is landlocked. sorry.

He watched crowd of fighting civillians and riot officers, binoculars in one hand, detonator in the other. Behind him another man leant against the wall, clutching his very expensively modified sniper rifle. As the police forced their way past the civillians and reinforcements swarmed in through the alley ways, a grim smile crossed his face as eight blocks of C4 detonated at once inside the nearby buildings. Literally tonnes of broken glass rained down on the armoured police, bricks were flung like bullets from the buildings. The Maelstorm of debris was cut in half by a support beam crashing down into the middle of it all.

Then the second man did what he did best. In less than five seconds he had set up and started firing into the masses with his automatic sniper rifle. It was an eerie effect for his partner, dozens of spent casings clattering on the floor but only dull thuds coming from the silenced rifle.

A third man was visible on top of a nearby building, as he carefully took aim and fired a missile into the crowd, sending yet more debris into the mayem.

In the blink of an eye they were gone, vanishing into the shadows of the war torn nation.

OOC: I know it is kinda a lot to ask, but some kind of a map of the NM would be really helpful with this RP, don't you think?

Bad Karma continued down the street until they noticed a bulding that had alot of activity. They holstered their weapons and walked in to find a man standing over a table filled with what looked like......Tin soldiers. Slowly they approached the man.
"Excuse us, sir. We're here from Millitary might need a hand?"

Urgent transmission to noth Mack....

Patching...

Recieving....



This Zackaroth Air force 456. We are curently in route to country by sea. We know that your landlocked but will be lanching bombers and jets to assist you. We need to know key targets to bomb or by the time we get there duck for cover for will bomb heabily poulated areas. If you can provide with a small escort to show us the way or patch us threw a map.

ooc: no-one has any idea what country my mercs are from, they are an underground organisation called the Alphaerons who recently killed off the Red Scorpion Mercenaries. Although all of concremo is non-human, their appearance is very similar and only people who knew what they were looking for would spot them as non-humans. They do not have the tribal marking ascociated with the daesus of concremo, as only the first 12 have these and make up the High Daesus.

IC:
Revolutionary was the word for this weapon, that or deadly. It was a hand held gun that looked like an elongated combat shotgun, that when fired it propelled four magnetic explosives. Used traditionaly for anti-air, these are not effected by counter measures and once attatched mean almost certain doom. The W230 is deadly in the right hands.

He was infamous amongst his comrades for his part in the 4th Human Crusade, where he took down a multirole with a grenade. The first choice for anything anti-air, he weilded his weapon with skill and grace. A group of aircraft were flying over him, high altitude. His weapon was useless here, so he dropped the W230 and picked up a stinger. As he fired, smoke erupted from one end and a missile erupted from the other. He put a second missile in the air, and smiled in satisfaction as they closed in on their targets.

As soon as the first barrage ended and the smoke started to shade, Colonel Ogur saw those puny rebles starting to run out of what had been a fortified building - now nothing more than a pile of small pieces of cement. 119th Self Propelled Artillery Regiment with their new 155mm howitsers had smashed that border town totally. Rebels ran in the ruins, trying to find cover from the broken buildings, but Madnestanians used a new tactic on street figting; instead of keeping on a steady rain of granades they took one block, or even just one single house and blasted it off. This strategy was pretty slow, and it totally ruined the city but it was also succesful and saved the advancing soldiers from taking unnecassary casualties. Ogurs Combined Group, 1 mechanized infantry battaillon, reconnaissance company and armoured company of 25 of the newest tanks in the army was the spearhead of the whole Army Corps. It was surrounding this city, the center of the rebellion movement in this border area.
It was nearly 26 kilometres from the border, and was their very last objektive.
Artillery and !st Border Brigade were coming from the opposite side of the town, figthing fierce hous-to-house battle against fanatically brave but disorganized enemy. Behind the Ogur's group was a large consentration of rebels, but he had his orders: the town was to be taken, and all armed men in it to be "neutralized", and therefore he had to fight for keeping the defenders in the city and attackers trying to break the ring out of it. Those attacks made by helping the city from outside were coming stronger and stronger, but Ogur was convinced that he had nothing to fear. Enemy had nothing to throw against his armour, and was therefore uncapable of- HUGE explotion made the ground shake. Ogur turned his head to see what was going on on left side of his command vehicle. Armoured Transport vehichle, "Legionnaire"-model strong and well protected machine was gone. Only small pieces of burned human flesh and armour plate were dropping down all over. "What is going on!? he screamed, but at the very same moment his eyes captured the reason of this: they saw a 2-manned group, wearing unidentified uniform and reloading some kind of a bazooka. His gunner had saw it too, and fired at those men. Driver pulled back as fast as the vehicle was able to move. Colonel grabbed the radio and started to warn his men about this new threat. Same time as doing that, his mind was already starting to analyze this event; there was plenty of questions needing an immediate answer. First, what was the at-weapon and how had those rebels got it? Second, who were those men wearing an uniform? Third, in what kind of a shit had his goivernment thrown them in this time?!?

OOC: Working on a map now.
IC:

"Excuse us, sir. We're here from Millitary Might need a hand?"

Terrance looked up. "You said your from Military Might? Yes I think you can help. We can pay you... Jaob!"

"Yes?"

"How much was in the First Bank of North Mack we took?"

"about four hundred million."

"good." he turned back to the Military Might troops. "We can pay you 400 million right now to help us out. We just got word of more air support entering North Mack." Terrance pointed to a peice of paper with a drawing of a plane on it just over the border of North Mack." If you could keep them away for about an hour, that'd be great. Any means necesarry. In an hour we'll have a crude AA gun set upover there." he pointed. on the top of a bank, engineers ran around, constructing what looked like a very poor rail gun.

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Emperor Ryler III was in Fort Secure-Fort-Underground.

"My lord? Zackaroth air support is currently en route. We have had a database error and we dont have any maps to send them."

Ryler looked at the man in front of him. "Just scan a paper map in and send it to them! How stupid are you people!?"

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v721/jwyatt/mapbasic.bmp
Really bad map version 1.0

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Really bad map version 1.0

OOC: Not at all man! Considering that y did it in just few minutes, pretty impressive actually. :)

But I'd like to know how big is that nation, meaning like could that "town" I was talking about be South Karakai then? Or is there like 200km between it and my border?

OOC:if your entering from the south yeah. otherwise most of the rebel forces are in New Northrenk, Tenakai, and Tenton. there are some in South Karakai, and the MOST fighting (with terrance) is New Northrenk.

Official announcement of Madnestania.

1.Our troops have taken Tenton to our next goal in this conflict. We have heard it is currently under heavy fighting and are therefore heading to there to aid the Loyalists in their fight. Formations heading there belong in to our 1st Fast Corps and are consisted by one armoured and two mechanized divisions, followed by four infantry divisions. We hope that the help will get there in 2 weeks, 3 if the resistance turns out to be harder than expected.

2.Unidentified commandos from unidentified army/terrorist group have attacked our troops. They are well equipped and very well trained. We hope to get some information, if you have any, about these fighters. Sincerely yours,

Great Staff
Foreign Ministery

He grinned devilishly as his rocket found its mark, taking a tank to pieces. His partner kicked down a fire door and the two escaped, being thrown from the stairway as the building exploded. He swore, loudly, as his partner fell two stories into a dumpster. He dropped down, and the two got up with only superficial injuries they kicked through a gate, a fence and a door before climbing stairs and setting up again. One pulled out his W230, and took aim. the recoil was huge, and a casing the size of his fist was ejected. He followed up on his shot, putting enough explosive projectiles in the air to level a small bunker. Through the smoke it was uncertain whether he had found his mark, so he put two more shots in to make sure.


He was the shadow, the wisper, the missing data in the records. He hung by his feet from the rafters of the ware-house watching silently as North Mack tanks and other vehicles were being armed and manned. There, in the corner, the largest tank in north macks military. He made towards his prize, no-one looked up. As he dangled over the tank, he dropped two smoke grenades and landed on top of it. He opened the hatch and climbed inside, those imbiciles leaving the key in. He rolled his eyes and revved up, reversing the tank through the wall and out onto the street. He would need more crew, so he set off towards the resistance HQ, his mere armoured presence rallying the North Mack soldiers in hope. When he ignored them, they were crushed by the rebels and the theif just rolled on by.

TRansmission sending...


This zackaroth Air force again. we are curently entering from the north. Tell us were to bomb and pull your troops out of there. Also give a rendouve point for our para troopers. Lets try to keep this as clean as poissble.

The OF-01 all purpose fighter vibrated as the twin vulcan cannons fired, high powered shells tore through the rebels. Firebird walked the line of fire back and forth, firing in half second bursts.

"Firebird to Mack Controller, you have enamy reinforcments moving in at location (location), recommend artillary on that position. I'm sending my flight back to be rearmed, another 30 ship flight is en-route," Firebird said, pulling out of the straffing run.

Just as he leveled out 300 feet over the city his missile warning buzzer went off again, the rapid beeping announced that a missile was in the air.

"Firebird evading," He said out of habit as he pulled sharp right and started climbing. His fighter accelerated to mach one, hitting most of the city with the sonic boom, knocking out windows for a mile around. Firebird glanced over his shoulder, getting a look at the strange missile before it dissapered behind him.

Firebird reverced his turn, and saw the missile streak by infront of him. It lost its lock and self-detonated.

"Bailing out!" Came someone over the radio channels, then there was static, it was canseld out after a moment.

"Flight B ready for close airsupport," Came the B flight leader.

"copy B flight leader."

The best of the best was an understatement, the Daesus mercenaries were born near-perfect and had trained since adulthood in killing or otherwise neutrlising anything capable of posing a threat. Their close combat prowess was unmatched and their marksmanship well above the human average. Exactly 40 mercenaries and one "Operations Co-ordinator" were in North Mack, with great pay for a relatively simple job. They were given numbers instead of fancy code names for security. With few of them, and a lack of devotion when money was not involved, their intention, and job, was not to crush the North Mack remnant and occupy the country, but to take the edge off the Government counter attack.

Number 12 was doing just that, in quite an unconventional way. He crowbared his way into an abandonned jeep, and packed every cubic inch with a C4, eight grenades, three petrol canisters, a fuel barrel, an anti-tank mine, two RPG rockets and the body of a North Mack heavy weapons soldier, carrying a rocket launcher, grenades and another land mine. He closed the door, carefully, and pushed the jeep to the top of the hill. With a shout, he rolled the jeep down the hill into a North Mack checkpoint. Drawing his rifle, he opened fire on the vehicle at the right moment, the explosion mashing the blockade and sending the metal bar into the building opposite.

Meanwhile, Numbers 32 and 38 went by a more subtle approach. They threw annoyingly loud rape alarms, a few flash bang grenades and the air horn-immitating Noise-grenades into the North Mack military barracks, and then nailing the power lines without return fire. They left the scene, content that the next batch of reinforcements would have battle fatigue in advance.

A large black plane glided silently over the skies of North Mack, about 10,500m up. The scene below: a large expanse of grassland with a large military base on it.
"We are over the target."
"Rodger that, prepare to drop bomb."
"They won't know what hit 'em!"
The bomb-bay doors creaked open and a 10 kiloton nuclear bomb fell out, and fell onto the base.
"One less base for the rebel forces to worry about."

A rather non-descript white van with the "Jimmy's Flower Palace" logo on it wound it's way through the city. It pulled to a stop outside a warehouse on the edge of the city, a man stepped out smoking a cigeratte. He threw the cigarette to the ground and got out. The doors to the warehouse opened and several rebels stepped out and made their way to the back of the van and opened it. Inside there were 160 AK-47 with three clips each, a set of five in a bag which there were 32 of. As the rebels took these into the warehouse, the man who drove the van walked in and up the stairs to the office in which the leader would be in. He opened the door.
"Hello, you must be the leader"
"Of this rebellion? yes, why?"
"We wish to aid you in your struggle"
" and who are 'you'?"
"We are the USSK"
"And how do you wish to help us, you already supply us with guns"
The man took out another cigarette and light it with his lighter.
"And nuke North Mack government military bases"
"WHAT?!?!"
The man took a puff of the cigarette.
"We blew up a military base earlier today"
The phone on the leaders desk rang.
"Hello? I see. Yes? Okay, goodbye." he turned around. "so... that was you? We would like more of your 'help'."
"excellent..." the man walked out.

Number 17 stepped from the shadows of the rebel base and called out to the leaving USSK men.
"Pleasure doing business with you"

Smoke rose above a ruined part of New Northrenk.
A few rebels wandered between some houses, AK47s in hand. At closer inspection, one could tell they wern't just comrades. They were a family. A father. A mother. 2 sons. As they stalked amongst the debris, avoiding the flames, a noise began. Quiet at first, but slowly, it got louder, and louder, and louder until the air was filled with "Wokka wokka wokka wokka wokka wokka wokka"
Overhead, a helicopter decked in the regalia of Leetia dodged through the smoke. The youngest boy waved at one of the helicopters. A soldier waved back.

Inside, heavy music was blaring. Eight of the finest Leetian soldiers, decked out in urban warfare gear, checked weapons, and counted ammo. The radio began beeping with an incoming message, making Gus, the radio operator, jump.
"This is ambassador Kelly. The rebels have steeped up their attack on the embassy. How far are you?"
"Three clicks at most" replied Gus.
"Well, be quick. We've lost most of the guards to rebel attacks all ready"
The commandos had been called up as soon as the rebellion began. Governor Severus wanted his ambassadors out of the area before full scale war broke out. That was 3 hours ago. Now, they were making their last approaches over New Northrenk, their black 'Wokka' getting many stranges looks from civillians.
More than once they'd had to return fire to rebels who mistook them for members of their own oppressive government.

ooc: ^ whos side are you on?

...The commandos had been called up as soon as the rebellion began. Governor Severus wanted his ambassadors out of the area before full scale war broke out. That was 3 hours ago. Now, they were making their last approaches over New Northrenk, their black 'Wokka' getting many stranges looks from civillians.
More than once thety'd had to return fire to rebels who mistook them for members of their own oppressive governmen.

He is shooting rebels and evacuating his citizens, so I think we have nothing to worry about.

ooc: it was transmission that threw me off, "Well, be quick. We've lost most of the guards to rebel attacks all ready"

implies that they lost troops to the rebels.

ooc: it was transmission that threw me off,

implies that they lost troops to the rebels.

Yea, they lost troops to rebels = rebels shot at his soldiers who died. Or that's how I read it.

ooc: he probably is just getting his people out, as you said, but that wont stop my mercs from returning fire...

EDIT: 100th post... go me... *dance*

Ooc: :D

OOC: We're sending soldiers in to keep our ambassador safe.

So we're neutral. However curcumstances are dictating for us to fight against the rebels

IC: The helicopter thudded onto the roof of the embassy. 8 boots landed on the right side of the chopper in uniform. At the same time, 8 boots landed on the other side. They ran over towards the elevator that would take them down, and rebel fire began puring up at them. With a flick of his hand, the officer motioned them to take cover behind the wall that rimmed the building. Men were shouting in the courtyard below.
"We do not work for your government!" shouted Lt. Gravis over the snapping noise of the kalashnikovs.
The rebels replied in style. Gus peered over the top just in time to see a rocket dart up through the air, its long tail of smoke streaming out behind it. It punched through the glass windscreen of the Leetian chopper, and exploded. The huge black beast was rocked backwards, and then the fuel lines burst. Black smog lazily drifted up from the carcass of Gus's lift home.

"I guess its time to return fire, sir"

Three shots rang out over the crowd, each directed at a different soldier. A fourth echoed down the street, hitting the survivor in the Helicopter. The four snipers had very simple instructions, guard the city centre, and eliminate any government or government assisting forces. They all fired in unison, the confused soldiers taking cover, unable to spot the shooters. Two more men stood on small two storey buildings, handing out kalashnikovs to the masses, and another aimed an RPG at the wall, grinning like a loon as the missile spiralled erraticly towards its target, the soldiers shouting and diving.

Gus crawled over to the elevator. All around him, his comrades were dying. He hit the 'lift call' button. The door opened to a rebel, grinning, holding an AK47. He stopped grinning when Gus's shots tore into his groin, and then up through his abdomen into his torso.
Gus crawled into the elevator, and hit the button to go down. A rocket streaked through the battlefield towards his position. The doors closed just in time.
The lift shook as the rocket impacted above him, the lift hurtling down away from the madness. Out of the frying pan into the fire.

Pulling a fresh clip from his webbing and tapping it against his helmet for luck, Carl reloaded. He never should have taken the job at the embassy. A man sprinted towards him. Not a rebel, but someone from Leetia.
"Who are you?"
"I'm the evac" Gus replied.
"One of you?!"
"Everyone else is on the roof dying. The choppers gone too"
"I guess we can only weather it out"

Gus clambered over the makeshif barricade of tables, and knelt down next to the embassy guard. He looked round. The room was the ambassadors office. Grand mahogany tables and desks had been tipped on their side to cover the 2 entrances to the room. There were 4 embassy guards at each, weilding the same assualt rifle as Gus. At the other barricade, the ambassador held a very high-quality silver revolver in both hands. They would wait for this all to blow over.

"What's the current number?",asked the Warchief Tamujid (he had a funny habit of making new title in any situation) from his commanding officer in the field. He had a radio contact with him, but also visual one due the sophisticated command system.
Face on the screen -it belonged to Commander of the Northern Army Group, the leader of all Madnestanian troops in North Mack- strated to smile. it was not a happy smile, more like my troops-have-killed-more-than-fifteen-thousand- rebels-smile. "My troops have killed more than 15,000 rebels, Warcief."
"Excellent" was the immediate response. "How many have we lost?"
The smile on the generals face melted quickly. He kept a pause, sighed and answered. "429 dead and 3526 wounded, sir. But it is still less than expected."
"Yes, the fault is not yours...do you need reinforcements?" This was the part of the conversation general had waited but also scared most. "Sir, our power is crushing" he started "but we lack air support."
"WE HAVE NO PLANES YET! Goddamit! Can't afford them yet, as i have just re-armed your troops with new tanks and vehicles, as you well know." Tamujid started to walk in a circle. "I could possibly ask other nations involved in this to help your troops, but im not sure do they have any planes free for that. On the other hand, we are doing a free work for them. Some air cover is not much to ask for it. With the support or without, you are expected to take over Tenton in less than a month."
General sighed again. "Sir, that will be done. But without air supoort, it will get more costly to our brave boys. By the way, sir, have i mentioned about those special commandos we have faced?"
"WHAT? I heard that some Loyalist base was blown up by a tactical nuke.."
(All colour ran out of the generals face, and he nearly interrupted his Master's speech)"...but this is new. What are those commandos? Do they belong in some regular army or are just terrorists?"
General, who was still shocked by the news about a nuclear attack had to think a second before he was able to answer. "We don'ät know sir. One thing is sure though - they ARE NOT HUMANS. They are faster, and they are stronger, and they move like ghosts. There is propably just few dozens of them here.." (OOC: I thought there could be something like 5 or so against my men in the south, is that ok?) "...but they are causing horrible damage."
Tamujid sat down again, and smashed his fist on the desk. "Goddamit, man! You are facing non-human soldiers? And I get the information about that from YOU? Wait a second." he crabbed the phone and dialed his personal Security Officer's number. "Amahar, go and hang the Minister of Information Gathering
and hang him." He shut the phone and turned to look at the general again. "Ok, you know your mission. I will ask for some air support, but don't expect too much. Meanwhile, try to get rid of those animal soldiers or whatever they are. Commando Brigade will be sent to there when it accomplishs its training ready, but that will take some time. I have thought about sending them to NM's capitol as it under heavy fighting, but the security of our own soldiers is more important. Take care, man. I trust you. But you know what can happen if you disappoint me...."

Through the scope, "GUS" was clearly embroided on the soldiers uniform, he fired, and swore in anger as someone kicked through the apartment door, the shot missing by inches. He drew a .50AE handgun, and put four satisfying rounds into the army sergeant. .50AE in one hand, submachine gun in the other, he slung the rifle on his back and went room to room, clearing government forces from the building in minutes. Soldier after soldier fell to his rattling machine gun and definitive handgun as he descended the stairwell and out to the back yard. His position had been compromised, and so he went out onto the main street. He stopped and stared in awe as a huge tank rolled up, and stopped in front of him. Dutifully, he stood his ground and prepared to be cut to pieces by machine gun fire, but the hatch opened, and Number 3s head popped out.
"Hop in!"

Governor Severus sat in the main room of operations, waiting for the calling telling him that the ambassador had been rescued.

The phone rang.
"Hello? Gus?"
"Sir! We have captured the building!"
"Why are you not on your way out?"
"Our chopper is down sir"

Severus sighed and hung up. He turned to his religious adviser
"How involved in this rebellion should we get?"
"We should not act, btu we should react"
"Meaning?"
"If we get calls asking for aid, we should give them military help. But until that comes, we wait"

Deep within the mountains of Leetia, a flight of 5 choppers took off and flew in formation. Their destination - North Mack

OOC: I thought police had already joined those rebels?
So did that number X a mistake or was it you who firgot it?
Or is it me who has misread something? :confused: :confused: :confused:

Sercert trans transmission to all foces on the empire side...

Patching...

Enyrpting....

This the Air force 456. All Allied forces are to find immediate shelter. You have 1 minuteto find a safe area. I repeat we are heading to New Northrenk to bomb the place out. Find shelter immedaitely!

ooc: you have no proof that my soldiers are not human, proof would be an autopsy or x-ray (bone structure is completely different, is more like a snake with thousands of little bones, giving huge flexibility and resistance to breakage.) However, rumours would have got round the troops, and this is reason enough to assume they are Daesus and not human. From now on i will empasise that they hav different strengths and weaknesses so they are more identifiable. and yes i have 6 in the south.

He put his hand over the Madnestans soldiers mouth, raising his knife, ready to slit his throat. Suddenly, three or four torches shone at him, and more soldiers came to surround him. He swore, and in one fluid movement pushed the hostage into his friends, dived to his right through a shop window and drew two Uzi type weapons. He ducked behind the counter as a smoke grenade announced the entrance of several soldiers. One of them jumped round the counter, emptying a whole magazine into air. They stood and shouted in their confusion, and Number 8 smiled, clinging to the roof. The soldiers left to inform the sergeant, but one remained. He lit up a cigarette, and in exhaling he looked upwards. Number 8 fell like a ton of bricks, with a great deal more precision. The soldier was unconcious, groaning, as Number 8 stole everything worth anything from him and escaped into the maze of alleyways.

OOC: as far as i know the core is police & army vs rebels

"Sir, undientified ship headed your way, they are not responding to any hails."

"I'll take it," Firebird said, he was out of anti-ground munitions and almost out of cannon rounds anyway. "When's our dragonbird going to get here?"

The Dragonbird was the newest ultra-heavy longrange bomber/transport. It had 2 sets of wings, one in front and one in back, to support it's massive size. Dispite this added drag, the Dragonbird could almost make Mach one with its 16 turbojet engines.

"Soon sir."

Firebird pulled his ship off the deck, dispite the level of training he had alreadly lost 3 of his guys to anti-air missiles. the OF-01 was equiped with semipowerful jammers, but it wasn't enough.

He soon got the aircraft on radar. Switching the radio to GAURD, international frequency, he called out.

"Taliosa Fighter Firebird to Unidentified Aircraft, please respond on GAURD."

As he spoke something fell from the bomber. Firebird watched as it fell, impacting some biuldings, and generated a mushroom cloud.

"Unidentified aircraft, respond!" Firebird yelled, bringing up his air to air missiles and gaining a missile lock on the bomber.

He watched the dogfight above him, and chucked. It would be the most one-sided air fight in history, unless the fighter pilot was out of ammo or plain stupid

Five rebels ran down the corridor, pointing AKs towards the barricade. Taking aim, Gus felled each of with one shot. Even with his economy of shots, the ammunition wouldn't last forever. And he had a sneaking suspition the rebellion would.

*bleep*
*bleep*
*bleep*
The chopper pilot hit the flashing button, and the message came in.
"Alpha Team to Evac"
"Evac"
"When are you gonna come save our sorry asses?"
"We're 2 hours away from your position Alpha Team. How is the ambassador?"
Gus reassured the pilot, and then hung up with a trembling hand. He didn't have 2 hours.

...."We're trying as hard as we can, their just too damn fast."

"listen, with what I'm paying you, you can try harder."

"yeah, fine." The mercenary mumbled as he walked off.

"Mercenaries..." Terrance shook his head. "Oh, well, what choice do we have. Jacob."

Jacob Marche, Terrances right-hand-man ran up. "Yes?"

"Hows the assault on Squad 2 going?"

"We got them with some molotov cocktails. Their retreating."

"What? Molotovs made them retreat?"

"well, i added some broken down styofoam so it was basicly napalm we threw at them." Jacob smiled. It was his plans that made him indespensable to Terrance.

"Excelent. Move foreward to take the Police Station. They've got to have some heavy weapons there."

"thats the thing sir, the Police have joined us in our fight against the Emperor."

"Good." Terrance grinned an evil grin "we'll win this yet."

OOC: MWAH :D *giving aplodes to myself*

From: Alpaeron Mercenary Corps
To: L33t B0i Government

Given your current involvement and lack of hostile intentions towards our clients, we have decided to offer you the option of rescue for your ambassidors, at a price, of course. For $4 million USD we will fly a helicopter to your location and drop you off too the far east of Karakai. There, we will defend your people and await your evacuation.

An... uncivillised response to this genorous offer will result in us using our stockpile of RPGs and abundance of trained proffesionals to blow holes in the building you occupy. A polite refusal of our offer, and we shall continue to ignore your predicament.

ooc: though i do not bow before you, i admit i'm wrong. i shall now go back and change all my posts that have police in them to soldiers.

OOC: Not going to bow?!?!? :confused: Seems like I need to commit a ritual suicide. :(

ooc: suicide? how about we compromise at a massacre?

OOC:...of innocent Northmackians? Sounds ok to me :)
You can :sniper: and I can :gundge: them a bit. Ok, we have a deal :p

Governor Severus looked over the telegram he had just received. He consulted Duncan, his religious and political advisor.

"What shall I do?"
"The ambassador, he is a freind of mine. But even if he wasn't, he is a civillian of Leetia, and should be saved"
"I concur. But the trade defecit is too high, we cannot afford this money."
"Tell me, Severus, how much did we spend on defense last year?"
"1 trillion USD"
"Exactly. I fear that the only way to free these men is to set up a deal with these abhumans who are in the area."
"You mean give them equipment"
"Precisly. What I resolve to do, is to request for help from North Mack. If our men still appear trapped within *Duncan checks his watch* half an hour; an hour before the helicopters are due to arrive, we should make this deal".

From: Governor Severus, Leetia
To: Concremo
We will gladly agree to any help you can give. I humbly ask that in half an hour
you escort my men from the area, unless the area has been cleared of rebel
activity.
Because of a huge trade defecit, we cannot give you the money straight off.
However, our military has been overspent, and we will happily free up any
supplies you need worth up to $5 million USD. I hope your men the best in
the combat, and I pray that neither side in this war shall suffer serious causalties.
God Bless,
Severus

ooc: lol, true, but i think that this topic has now got somewhat side-tracked. ensue with the mayhem, involved nations!

To: L33t BOi
From: Alpaeron Mercenary Corps

This is acceptable, but as for payment you are to drop the following within 10 miles of our rondevou point;
5 000 AK-47
2 000 Assorted RPGs
8 000 assorted light/sub machine guns
200 containers (1mx1mx1m) of medical supplies
100 containers (1mx1mx1m) of ammunition of above weapons

However, if this is somehow unfeaseable, you are to only supply the kalashnikovs, 100 containers medical supplies and 50 containers of AK ammunition. This shortcoming shall be replaced by the allegience of your men to overthrow the corrupt and fascist government our client so desperately wants rid of.

Madnestan ahs currently 14 infantry, 6 mechanized and 4 armoured divisions fighting in southern North Mack or heading to North and Northwest, towards the cities of Tenton and Karakai. 512 of our troops have been KIA and 3618 wounded. 4 MBT's and 43 other vehicles have been lost. Now, we are about to liberate Tenton and as our inteligence says there is some pretty strong enemy formations near that city, we hope some aircover, if any of our fellow nations is capable of lending any. If not, we will still take that city but it will take longer time (and cause more casualties), and longer it takes longer will it also take from us to start the offensive towards the city of Karakai. So, if any airsupport can be given we will certainly be glad to receive it. Offensive is about to start day after tomorrow at 6 o'clock. Thanking you for your time,

OverMarshall Tamujid, Warchief of Armed Republic of Madnestan

Leader of Commandia, David Cerama (serama), was watching Commandian T.V on holiday.
"Damn" He thought to himself, "This is freakishly boring"
He switched the channel to news. suddenly, an interesting program came on:
"There is a report of a Revolutioin in North Mack, officials fear this may become a war"
"Holy CARP!" Said David out loud, "Now im active!"
He started to wire a telegram to Emperor Ryler III
Dear Emperor Ryler III,
We have heard the news of a revolution in North Mack. Commandia will assemble a military troop of 200,000 men (and tanks) to march (and drive) to help combat the rebellion. We shall most likely be there in 15 days, if that is enough. (OOC: We got ground transporters(Dont ask me how we got them, we just do)) If not, telegram me back
best of luck,
David Cerama, Leader of the nation of Commandia.

David got into his limo, and told his chaffeur to drive to the Commandian military.
George, the military leader, welcomed him.
"David!", He said with a smile, "What do you want?"
"I need a military force of 200,000, men and tanks combined, and I need it quick!"
"May i ask, WHY?"
"We shall go assist the in the fight agaisnt the North Mack rebelion, watch the news!"
"Uh ya sure okay whatever. 2 days, and its yours."
David scowled. Now, he would have to be there in 13 days.

OOC: Bedtime. I'll be back after some 14 hours.

OOC: Damn, I g2g. I'll be back on tomorrow.

Severus was pacing around the room. He walked over to his desk, and picked up the phone. A few seconds later, he was connected to Gus.
"Gus. Your bravery is truly a show of the bravery of Leetia"
"It's an honor sir!"
"We are giving up the fight."
"What?!! Are you mad sir?! You're going to leave me and the ambassador to die?!"
"No. In exchange for the safe return of the ambassador, you shall aid your relief squads in fighting alongside the rebels."
"Sir! Yes Sir!"

Omega Outpost was in the hills, far enough from the fighting, but only just. Five black helecopters landed outside, men jumping out. From their uniforms they were obviously Leetians. They found the outpost abandoned.

Half an hour later, a sixth helicopter arrived. On arriving, it set down, and unloaded equipment. 6000 AK47s, counted and checked. One hundred and fifteen containers of medical supplies. 55 containers of AK47 ammunition. Even for the dual rotored Dark Eagle (a design based upon the chinook), it was a large cargo. 10 men also stepped off, and joined the others already there.
"Why the extra equipment?" asked the commanding officer, one Colonel Eisenhund
"Diplomatic reasons. To keep them happy."

Sixty Leetian soldiers in all, come to defend the equipment, and then to aid the fight against North Mack's government.

Duncan sat, twiddling his thumbs
"Is this wise Severus?"
"What do you mean?"
"You are giving up the lives of 60 more of our troops, just for this one man."
"This one man holds important information about North Mack. He knows... certain things"
"Things worth the lives of sixty men?"
"In the end, we shall all see it's worth".

ooc: you say you are giving up lives of 60 men? an explosive betrayal, methinks...

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FROM: Xtesee

TO: All

SUBJECT: FWRD, INTERNAL MEMO
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TO: Charlie and Delta Companies

FROM: Head of Defense Department

SUBJECT: North Mack

THIS IS AN ISSUANCE OF ORDERS, EFFECTIVE AS OF TIME OF RECIEVAL.

Charlie and Delta companies are to deploy along Xtesee's border with North Mack, to protect our great nation from the revolutionaries in North Mack.

Use force as you see fit.
DO NOT ALLOW ACCESS TO/FROM NORTH MACK.


END
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Forces deployed:

2nd Generation FSAH
100,000 troops
500,000 troops on loan from TechnologicalAdvance
^^Robotic Troops^^
Support Vehicles



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TO: North Mack

FROM: Xtesee

SUBJECT: Revolution

As of today, Xtesee wishes to inform you that as a result of your revolution, Xtesee will be closing and sealing its border with your country.

Any act of violence stemming from your country, will be seen as an act of war, and retaliation will occur.

Xtesee, wishes greatly that it will not have to resort to violence, but have no doubts, we will if provoked.

END
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[OoC: Hey I'd like to get involved in this rpg. Though...lol...I'm curious how I would get involved. You're landlocked, so I'd have to fly in...which would be a problem again...sincey our landlocked.]

David paced around his private quarters in the military of Commandia. He was getting impatient. Emperor Ryler III still hadnt sent him a telegram back. He also recently learned that the border had been closed, so they would have to parachute into the country, why avoiding rebelious anti-air missiles. He had no doubt that the North Mack rebels had learned about his alliance, or had they? David decided to take that risk. He called George:
"George, how many transport planes will it takes to transport 50,000 men?" He asked.
"I though you were taking 200,000" replied George
"STOP ASKING FRIGGIN QUESTIONS!"
"OK, um about *mumblemumblemumble* 200, if we use the standard '250 to a plane' tactic. we could use the larger firedecks series 500 seaters, but they travel twice as slow."
"hmm, do they cost the same?"
"Oddly, yes."
"Get me the 250 seaters. If they shoot us down, well lose less men."
"Affirmative boss, 3 days wait, and quite a large investment."
"whatever it takes George. Commandia stands to defend."
"Aye, sir"
David was growing annoyed. out of the 15 day promised, he would have to get there in 10. But, at least we have faster transport.

ooc: real sorry folks, that bomber i just mentioned was stealth and i forgot to mention. doh! Taliosa, let's just say you got lucky with the rader ;)
btw: these are roughly the specs for it http://afplanes.8m.com/b2.htm

ic: the copilot looked into his screen, blinked several times and looked again, they had definately noticed them; how? he did not know, but they had. He was about to make a comment to the pilot, but the radio said it all.
"Taliosa Fighter Firebird to Unidentified Aircraft, please respond on GAURD."
"Tell them that any actions against us will be taken as a wish to engage Krendakov in full blown war" the pilot told him, and then increased speed to max.
"You think that'll stop them?"
"No, but it'll make them think twicebefore attacking us, which should give us some time."
The large, sleek stealth bomber turned around and made its speedy way back to Krendakov

In another area: three four-engine jets, of the standard variaty, flew near the city of Eastton (I think that's what it said on the map, a wee bit small) men started jumping out on a HALO* jump, a total of twenty soldiers in each plane. The Soldiers of the Spetsnalya Naznachenia.

Above another city: enemy fighters flew around in circles, looking for the rebel forces, none looking upwards. A total of 8 enemy fighters buzzed lazily around the city. a total of 3 MiG-29s dropped out of the air, three missiles fired of. They quickly changed targets and released another volly of missiles: They then moved on to strafing the other two planes with machine gun fire and then pulled out. The air-war had begun!

*HALO: in case you don't know is High-Altitude, Low-Opening and is used mostly for getting in largely unnoticed. It is a hard jump so it is my special forces devision are the ones doing this.

ooc: so your using my fsah then, xtesee? nice one, that is, nice one...

if anyone wonders what an FSAH is, go here: http://www.freewebs.com/concremo/FSAH2-JPEG.jpg, i have camo varieties as well.

also, what type of climate is North Mack, temperate, desert or arctic?

ooc: Concremo, yes, I am using the FSAH, but I took the liberty of modifing mine to better fit my needs, added starlight engines and such.

BTW: your FSAH link doesn't work (for me at least)

OOC: North mack is a temperate climate area.
IC:

Terrance looked up at the nearest skyscraper. come on he though, hurry up....
A red flag was hung over the side of the building. Terrance smiled. Now they were ready. Now they could win this rebeli-

"TERRANCE!!!" Jacob burst into the room, a paper in his hands.
"DAMMIT JACOB! What is so important that you have to blow my eardrums out?!"
"We found, we found..." He was out of breath.
"What did you find?"
"we found, a... a nuke."
"WHAT!? WHERE?!"
"under the bank. just sitting there. disarmed."
"Excelent. Load it into the mobile launcher we've secured. And get me the cheif of police."
"yes."Jacob smiled. "already done."
Jacob opened the door and Jeff Shore, Cheif of New Northrenk police walked in.
"Sir..."
Terrance smiled. "just terrance. Im not officially the head of anything. Now, what did you want to say?"
"Three AA-Guns have been completed, the Nuke is Loaded. and our forces are moving foreward on all fronts. There have been reports of a government tank patrolling the streets, running over soldiers."
Terrance grinned. "Good. now get me the mercenary leader.

FROM: Forest Bread Elves

TO: Leader of the rebellion

SUBJECT: FWRD, INTERNAL MEMO
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TO: Terrance philmen

FROM: Head of Defense Department

SUBJECT: North Mack

THIS IS AN ISSUANCE OF ORDERS, EFFECTIVE AS OF TIME OF RECIEVAL.

this is a message to the leader of the rebellion we are sending 250,000 troops to a location that will be specified at a later date.

Use force as you see fit.

END
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OOC: Sorry everyone. I know this person in RL. he looked over my shoulder and saw this thread. really sorry guys.

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OCC: sorry thst was my idiotic friend and i am sorry for the inconvience.

OOC:

Nice copy F.B.E. Nice....

oc: well i cant do it on my own so poop on you!!!!!

Firebird watched the contact turn around, then suddenly lost the contact. Firebird pushed his throttle to max, activating the supercruise fuction and accelerating him past Mach 1.

"Taliosa Fighter to Krendakov bomber, state your intent, I obvserved you dropping nuclear weapons on North Mack soil."

- Abord 4th airwing lead fighter, callsign Hans -

Hans' radar was picking up tons of contacts over the city, flight B from the naval wing has left earlier, to refule and stuff. But his wing of AF-04s had been called in.

As they approched the city the dogfight became visable.

"Sir, looks like Migs vs Migs, some are baring no markings, and some have the Krendakov pain sceme," came one of his wingmen.

"Copy that, switching to GAURD for comunication," Hans dialed his radio to the international frequency, leaving his secondary radio on the squadron encrypted frequcency.

"This is Taliosa Air Attack Wing lead, flight of 30, to Krendakov fighters and Unidentified fighters. Please respond on GAURD."

Hans pulled his fighter, and began a holding pattern around the city, racing around it at near Mach 2 made them difficult targets.

- Aboard Dragonbird 1, Callsign DB1 -

Edward faught his Dragonbird into a slight bank toward the city, because of all the lift, even the slight bank caused the plane to whip around.

"Preparing for first drop," came the navigator.

One of the interesting things about the Dragonbird, was it could drop bombs at upto 60 degrees of bank. This is because it had 'casters' on the side of the bomb bay which took bombs and 'cast' them out the side.

"Caster 1 up, cycling... Bombs away!"

A 2000 lb JDAM bomb flew out of the side of the huge bomber, it giuded in on the rebel held side of the city. From over 90,000 ft up it took a long time for the bomb to hit, but once it did, almost the entire side of the city was leveled.

"Good hit, sending request for more targets."

Planes are heard over New Northrenk. 3 stealth bombers that are surrond by atealst 8 f-16s. Its rather small but they couldnt get any thing btter. The stealth bombers ready with just rehular bombs unloaded on the city while the Jets moved away and scouted for any dangers ahead.
Pliot 1; you think we gave the Empire forces enough time??

Pliot 2; Yeah we warned them and the allies. Were sending a squad in soon. To clear the area.

Pliot 1: Who they sending in??

Pliot 2: squad 453

Pliot 1: What?? Why?? In a siutation like this?? Its not nesscary.

Pliot 2: I dont know why either but i dont argue with the higher ups.

OOC: sorry. I posted as my puppet. Thats me in the last post.

Ooc: got to drop out. I fell to far behind. Sorry.

ooc: image links dont work on jolt, so fsah= www.freewebs.com/concremo/fsah.htm

ic:

From the bombed-out rubble, four men rose and brushed off the dust. They stood just under 7 feet tall, and appeared almost identical. Such was the common Daesus.
"Where is Number 35?" Number 6 asked
Although almost identical, Daesus emit certain unique pheremones that distinguish each other.
Groaning came from a few yards to the left, and a bloody hand groped the surface. His comrades pulled him up, and sat him up against a short wall. A foot long splinter had gone under his right arm, extruding just under the shoulder blade. One man pulled out some sort of scanner, and took a quick x-ray of the damaged area. Luckily, bones had been pushed out of the way of the stake. He sprayed the wounds and closed both holes with a feild surgery kit. Number 35 would live, and hopefully be fully combat operational in a few hours. They set off for the rebel headquarters. Number 6 crumpled up the x-ray and let it fall to the ground, it being easily carried by the wind.


To: L33t BOi
From: Alphaeron Mercenary Corps

Regarding our supplies, you are to take them into the cities and hand them out to the citizens yourself. There shall be no meeting of our forces yet, as your embassador has been dropped off two miles south of your current location. He is unharmed, and we had given him 3 days of consumables, ammunition for his revolver and a toughened kevlar vest.

***Official Press Release***
http://www.theodora.com/flags/zi-s.gif

The Holy Empire is discussing taking military actions for this conflict. The Emporer, who is currently on a diplomatic mission, has been informed of this incident and has called for an emergency meeting of the Parliment, who is to make a final say and announce what is to happen in this matter.

Mrs. Charrel Cralom
Minister of Public Relations

Terrance looked up from his table as the bombs hit. He watched in awe as half the city was dempolished. Wow. lucky the planes hit the Government controlled half.

Jacob ran up. "Terrance! The last AA-gun is done. now we wont have problems with planes bombing us anymore."

"good. how are the rebellions in Tanakai and Tenton doing."

"well, Tanakai has taken control of the whole city, and have 17 AA-guns built. Tenton though, well, they were assaulted by foreign troops and are holed up in the old First Bank of North Mack. We have captured four helicopters, so we could help if you want."

"no, we cant risk losing our only air support. Get Kevin on the phone."

"Right away."

Kevin was the leader of the Tenton Rebellion forces. Terrance frowned. Kevin was going to regret losing Tenton.

Slowly at first, then faster, and faster, and faster, untill it was a blur, the Dark Eagle's twin rotors spun round and round, lifting it off the ground. Setting the scanners, they began to search for the Ambassador. After several hours, they found him.

Back at the Outpost, the Leetian Frag Ops were loading up their helicopters with the supplies. When done, they climbed in, 12 to a chopper. In a delta formation, they rose above the mountains, and then sped forwards. Their destination - New Northrenk.

Outside the bank, several rebels stood guard. Some held kalashnikovs, others, similar cheap weaponry; revolvers, sport grade shotguns, semi auto pistols. It was silent apart from the far off noise of bombing and artillery, muffled by the distance. Above this man made thunder, almost silent at first, they heard helicopters. As the rebels began shouldering their arms, the leader of this motley group shouted for them to stand down.
"These helicopters arn't in attack formation!"

The five Grey Hawks set down in the street in front of the bank, in a perfect row. The landing threw up dust, which coated the aptly anmed craft' bodywork, which was actually black. The colour of Leetian armed forces. As soon as the first Frag Ops trooper threw open the sliding door, the rebels saw why the choppers had come to them. Supplies.
Colonel Eisenhund, the commanding officer of Leetian forces in the area, began handing the automatic rifles out. They then set out the containers of medical supplies on the many steps leading up to the bank.
"Set up camp here."
"Sir!"
Eisenhund wandered into the bank, and commanded his men to take some of the desks to the front doors. They began putting the rifles and medikits out on the tables.
Within the hour, they had the first Leetian command post in New Northrenk. Picking up the comms unit, Eisenhund punched in the code for Gus, the specialist who had been lost in the fighting. Praying for the mans survival, Eisenhund could only stand and wait for it to dial.
"Gus here"
"Specialist. Whats the situation?"
"I'm in a hummer with the Captain of the embassy guard. After siding with the rebels, we broke into a military compund. Between the 8 of us (OOC: another man died fighting the ambassador) theres 4 Hummers."
"I want you to rendevous with me outside the bank we've chosen as base of command. Co-ords 253-168-959."
"Gotcha"

OOC: How many men can you get into a hummer? Oh, and my guys are using assualt rifles a bit like these ones: http://photobucket.com/albums/v612/frodo34x/?action=view&current=weaponsstore.jpg (bottom right)

OOC: i think you can fit about...

driver, shotgun, gunner, two, three, four passengers,

about 7 or 8 people in a hummer.

and your link is broken

OOC: Depending on the type of Hummer. Up to a maximum of 8

OOC:
http://photobucket.com/albums/v612/frodo34x/
Picture named weaponsstore.jpg.
Bottom right is the Assualt Rifles.

- Aboard Dragonbird 1, Callsign DB1 -

"We're reporting heavy anti-aircraft fire from the city, it's trying to hit our guys. No danger to us, but it's chewing up everything else," Came the radio operator.

"We have a couple tons of anti-air defence bombs right? lets put these out ot bisuness," Edward replied with a chuckle.

"Inputing target data, they should giude themselves in once they lock on. Right casters up, cycling.... Releacing bombs... 1, 2, 3... there's 10... all 17 away. Preparing 4 more for reattack incase they miss."

At this altitude, by the time the anti-air defence bombs came within range of the AA cannons, they were moving to fast for the cannons to do anything. the bombs slamed into the ground and exploded within 10 feet of their target, and with a bomb that size, it could take it out if it landed 40 feet away.

"Good hits, re-attacking 2 targets that are still there. Casters up... cycling... bombs away!"

"Ok, calling for more targets."

Colonel Eisenhund lounged back in his chair. One of the rebels came running up the stairs, announcing the arrival of the hummers. The embassy guards dismounted and stood to attention.
"At ease"
"Sir!"
Calling together the men he had already picked, Thrity of them, plus himself, he got into shotgun position in the lead hummer. Gus sat at the drivers seat.

The rest of his selected Frag Ops got into the hummers, eight to a vehicle. Four vehicles.
"We lost another man on the way in. Some North Mack soldier got lucky" Gus announced.
Eisenhund thought for a second, then replied
"That makes an even number. 35."
"Captain!" the colonel shouted out the window.
"Start sweeping the city for pockets of resistance. Three men in a chopper. You leading a squad of 20 foot soldiers, including your own survivors"
"Colonel! Yes sir!"

Gus pulled the hummer out, the rest of the convoy tailing behind. As the sun began to set, for the third time today, Leetian XI squadron's Grey Hawk choppers took off in the direction of the rebellion. This time, dusk would mask their approach. New Northrenk didn't know what it had coming.

The Leetians were only here to mop up. After that, as reinforcements arrived, they would exapnd the rebellions grasp over North Mack

***Official Proclimation***
The Holy Empire of Shazbotdom
http://www.theodora.com/flags/zi.gif

Made by: Multiple Persons (Signitures Below)

I am officially on a mission of diplomacy so i'll keep this short. I hearby declare that the Holy Empire will continue to watch this conflict both from afar and from close by. The 2nd Marine Armored Division (a total of 2,800 Marines) is to be dispatched to the conflict zone for observational purposes. SpySat 9 is currently in the area and will begin a geo-syncranis orbit above the conflicted zone.


Signed on this Holy Day, April 28th:
Mr. Shaz Bot
Emporer

OOC Reference:

Marine
http://cawunited.com/orcsinternetworkforums/templates/Pictures/h2_render_marines.jpg

Weapons per Armored Division

XR-01 -- 1,200
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XR-02 -- 2,400 (On troops with XR-01's and XR-03's)
http://cawunited.com/orcsinternetworkforums/templates/Pictures/M6D_SAP.jpg


XR-03 -- 1,200
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XR-04 -- 300
http://cawunited.com/orcsinternetworkforums/templates/Pictures/S2_AM_SR.jpg


XR-05 -- 100
http://cawunited.com/orcsinternetworkforums/templates/Pictures/M19_SSM_RL.jpg

....This time, dusk would mask their approach. New Northrenk didn't know what it had coming.

The Leetians were only here to mop up. After that, as reinforcements arrived, they would exapnd the rebellions grasp over North Mack

OOC: So, basically, terrorists almost killed like 20 of your citizens what made you to switch side and help them to take over the whole country..? I find it pretty irrational... well, there is no law forcing anyone to act rationally, just that...
well, I think you somehow got my point :) .

IC: "Is it done now?" asked the Ultimate Wartime Leader of Madnestan. He was sucking a lollipop, what made him to look not-that-scary, but Major General Ogur, who was in charge of those 2 divisions heading straight to north knew how that man was alike. His goal was Karakai. Spearhead was somewhat in a half way between the South Karakai and the norther one, but those kilometres they had travelled during these 7 days after the fall of Tenton had all felt like ten times more.
Ogur was tired, he hadn't really slept in those seven days but he knew that even with the lollipop his Minister of Everything was man to be feared. So, he forced himself to consentrate on the question. "No sir. We are still facing that line, and it has shown no signs of breaking. I have lost 6 tanks and more than 200 men in last two days, but even with the air support we have received those men are keeping their positions. I need more artillery, I need more armour but most of all I need someone to clear the are we have already taken! Sir, we aren't getting enough munitions, neither gasolin. Those "ghost commandos" (this was the name that Madnestanian troops used when talking about the unidentified supersoldiers) have blown up the railways and bridges, and even destroyed ammunition columns. They have to-" he started, but was unable to finish his speech as the Master interrupted: "BE QUIET! I know perfectly well what those so called "ghosts" need, and our Special Brigade is training in this very moment. As you know, it is formed from experinced and well trained troops armed with best we can offer. When they are ready, we will start hunting those animal sodiers (this is the way that Tamujid called those weird troops) and to finish them all. Now, i can promise you three more divisisions, and as you have already proved your capability to advance rapidly I expect nothing less than a breakthrough in four days. After that, keep on going straight to the Karakai. That'll show to the whole world what our military force is not something to be ignored, and to our own people that the government is able to revenge the death of their brothers. So, LIEUTENANT GENERAL, do what you can - and if there is something you can't do, DO IT ANYWAY!" "YES SIR!"
Too tired to be happy for his promotion but also too tired to be concerned about the tight schedual he was supposed to follow, he left the Field Command Center and walked through the quickly-made camp to his private tent, in where he falled to the tough field bunk. His last thought before he fell asleep was the about the face on one of his soldiers, a 17 years old boy when rebel's 7.62 bullet pierced his head and blew it off. "I'll kill them....", and the blessed sleep came.

OOC: Isn't anyone going to respond to my messages and stuff?

OOC: Isn't anyone going to respond to my messages and stuff?

OOC: What, that you have a satellite over the area and nice, futuristically shaped infantry weapons copied from Star Gate fanpage? :p
No, seriously, there is not too much to answer for.
This thread is about NM's civil war and as your post's don't really affect on it, I really dunno what kind of an reply you were hoping to get.

OOC:
The weapons are from HALO 2, and i am sending troops into the area. I figured that someone, most likely the revolutionaries or those sided with them, would reply agressivley stating "don't fucking send people in" or something like that.

OOC:
The weapons are from HALO 2, and i am sending troops into the area. I figured that someone, most likely the revolutionaries or those sided with them, would reply agressivley stating "don't fucking send people in" or something like that.

OOC: Oh, ok then. Sorry for misreading.

Another OOC: From where exactly are those who are in the conflict by airforce actually doing so? Do they fly over Forest elves, Madenestans or Xtesee's airspace? It just came in to my mind, and I started to wonder if that has been said but I have missed it, or have all teh others forgot that too? :p

OOC: So, basically, terrorists almost killed like 20 of your citizens what made you to switch side and help them to take over the whole country..? I find it pretty irrational... well, there is no law forcing anyone to act rationally, just that...
well, I think you somehow got my point :)
OOC: Well, my government resolved to help either side if they asked. The mercs asked first.
And I went from neutral to rebel, not actually that big a change.

OOC: Well, my government resolved to help either side if they asked. The mercs asked first.
And I went from neutral to rebel, not actually that big a change.

OOC: So basically, you just wanted to have a war. Np with that, though I still think that the realism suffered a bit in there.. unless your people/government is just so eager to fight no matter what. :D Anyways, that is IRRATIONAL movement. To get in war whitout any real reason. But hey, leaders aren't that rational in RL neither, so can't really blame ya :rolleyes: ....

OOC: The government is in it to get the ambassador free.

Secret IC:
A flight team of AC-01 Pelicans, 20 in all, fly toward the disputed zone. They took off from Moriyard Marine Corps Base roughly 1.5 hours ago. The Marines go over their instructions as they fly in column formation along country boarders so they aren't in either nations jurisdiction. Expiditionary squad leader, General Henry Blasph, was on the lead Pelican. The Marines were crammed in the pelicans, over the loading limit, which is why it took longer than normal for the particularly powerful AC-01's to get off the ground.

The Pelicans were T-Minus four hours from the drop zone, a clearing near a forested area inside of North Mack. Their orders were to split up, observe, but don't shoot unless fired back upon.

The bombing was by no means over. they knethey bombed Goverment terotiy. Now it was time to kill off those pesky rebels. These were not people from Zackaroths army. They were revels of there own country. They wanted tis cropput Empire to stay in place. So the f-16s started to bomb AL of thwe city the ity with there missles hoping to knock out and kill eveeything that moved.

ooc: im surprised no-one noticed it, my little 'extra detail' that is. never mind.

ic:

All 41 mercenaries were assembled in the basement. The single naked bulb highlighted only their faces, leaving too much shadow to the imagination. It also highlighted the prisoner in the middle of the room, a North Mack soldier. He had three gaping holes in his leg, and a nasty cut and bruise above his left eye.
"why did you bring him here?"
"For information"
"on what? North Mack isnt doing much now."
"To find out what they're planning, we can-"
"shut up."
Number 0, the leader, drew a handgun and shot the prisoner in his hand. He put his boot in, and broke his other arm. No questions were asked. No demands were made. The prisoner went down silently after three punches to the throat, and a knee to the chest. Ribs cracked, and Number 0 turned away. Sharply, he spun round and his foot lashed out, hitting the man in the jaw. A follow up kick to the stomach, and he grabbed the prisoner by his collar, and lifted him off his feet. He threw him into the opposite wall, the sickening thud echoed as he slumped to the ground. The Leader then raised his gun again, and fired twice into the mans stomach. Number 0 left the room.
Two mercenaries dragged the barely living man into an abandonned warehouse, and set a radar beacon on North Macks frequency.

An hour later, four more mercenaries were approaching a North Mack Communications Outpost on two modified dirt-bikes, a driver and gunner for each. They disembarked, and grabbed their weapons. Two combat shotguns, an assault rifle and a flamethrower were all they needed. They ripped out the fuse for the lights, and used barrel mounted torches as they crept inside. Security cameras were visible, and purposely ignored.

It had been a long shift on CamWatch, and his patience was wearing thin. He was close to joining the rebels, but served the emperor as is father had before him. Colour drained from the mans face as four tall men appeared on the screen, loudly and angrily slaughtering the occupants of the harmless outpost. Bodies were mutilated and blood was everywhere, as one unfortunate victim had his heart blown clean out by close range shotgun fire. He looked at the top left of the screen to take the com centre number, and stopped. Shit. It was his station under attack. Footsteps and screaming echoed down the hall, as a shotgun-weilding merc took aim and blasted the lock of his door. The man pulled out a low-caliber handgun and opened fire on the merc, his untrained shots going wildly astray. The Mercenary grabbed him by the throat and pulled out a knife. He stabbed him twice in the chest, and on the third peircing he twisted, and dropped him to the floor. A boot came crashing down on his neck with a crunch, as he smiled for the camera.

The video was sent to the North Mack government, and then set to loop round on every public television in the city. Within 20 minutes, reports of similar actions came through for every city, and soon the whole country was being force-fed terror through their televisions. The single sentance "down with the emperor" was at the bottom of every gruesome frame.

Severus sat at his desk, drumming his fingers. What should he do?
"Governor, is something bothering you?"
Severus turned round. It was Duncan, his loyal spiritual advisor.
"Yes. Now the ambassador is out, is there any point in sending more troops into North Mack?"
"If I may say sir, it is their war. Not ours."
"Indeed. However, I don't think we should pull out just yet. The Concreman's will want us to fill the deal."

Gus and Eisenhund were rolling along, when the comms pack started to beep. Eisenhund picked it up, and spoke for a short while. When he hung the pack up, his face was white.
"Sir?" asked Gus
"It was the governor. Leetia is unprepared to send anymore troops into this political deathtrap. The people don't want a war."
"So what? We're here alone?"
"He specifically told us to stay and fight for now. Once this city is taken, and the debt to Concremo is over, we leave."
"So we're only here to fullfill a deal?"
"Governor Severus paid for the freedom of the ambassador with our blood"

Carl Hauptmann fired his shotgun into the door, knocking it off its hinges. He ran into the room, but nobody tried to stop his advance. So far, the captain had not seen any enemies since linking up with the rest of the Leetians. In the room next door, he heard gunfire. Running back through, he saw one of his men slumped against a wall, his lifeblood covering the said wall. His attacker didn't even get time to reload before Carl burst his skull with a load of buckshot.

The Embassy guards were down to 5 men.

Rob Harrison, an special ops unit on one of the 200 planes sent from Commandia, was getting quite nervous, and the news he was getting didnt make it any better. The Radio crackled on:
"We are getting heavy anti-air fire from the starboard side, evasive maneuavers initiated."
That mean, they had arrived. the Radio switched on again:
"Commandia transport jet codename X8935G is down, I repeat, X8935G is down"
Rob almost burst into tears. His friend, Jonathan, was on that transport. There was a third message. The Radio flicked on yet again. 250 men wondered what the third message would be.
"All men, strap on parachutes. Prepare to become paratroopers."
250 men strapped on parachtes.A the giant side door of the jet opened. They were met with a wall of Anti-Air fire. The Alarm flashed red. That meant the transport was critically hit.
"Critical hit! Yelled the radio "Crash immenent."
"TIME TO FRIGGIN GO!" Yelled Richard, a member of Rob's squad.
all 250 soldier jumped, pulled out Ak-47s Mac-11s, Grenades Rocket Launchers, and started shooting like there was no tommorow. As Rob landed on the war-torn streets, he thought "This is going to be a helluva day"
A half hour later, Rob and his squad found themselves fighting with Rebels. After they had been defeated, Rob walked up to one, sprawling out the floor, and spit on him. Then he kicked him hard in the face and said,
"Rebel Scum!"

ooc: concremo isnt involved. it the Alpaeron Military Corps doing the fighting
also, where the hell is North Mack?

ic:

The commandia landing was watched with interest by no less that 20 mercenaries. Upon some invisible signal, the soldiers were forced into cover by heavy sniper fire. No shooters could be seen, and the hissing of an rpg towards them made the sergeant panick.

From:Severus, Governor of Leetia
To: All Mercenaries fighting in the area of North Mack
Firstly, I must sincerely thank you for the aid in our attainment of our
ambassador. Secondly, I hope the supplies have gone down well.
I have sent this message to discuss the terms of our agreement.
I have 60 of my best troops, the Frag Ops operating in
New Northrenk area. Once New Northrenk is fully under the
control of the rebels, my men will be pulling out of the area. If
any further assistance is required in the area, contact me and
I will see if we can make a deal.

ooc: im going to make this really really clear;
Concremo is not involved, only mercenaries based in Concremo, you have no way of knowing if they are concremians

OOC: Fixed. Are you going to make an IC reply to it?

Rob Harrison, an special ops unit on one of the 200 planes sent to Commandia, was getting quite nervous, and the news he was getting didnt make it any better. The Radio crackled on:
"We are getting heavy anti-air fire from the starboard side, evasive maneuavers initiated."
That mean, they had arrived. the Radio switched on again:
"Commandia transport jet codename X8935G is down, I repeat, X8935G is down"
Rob almost burst into tears. His friend, Jonathan, was on that transport. There was a third message. The Radio flicked on yet again. 250 men wondered what the third message would be.
"All men, strap on parachutes. Prepare to become paratroopers."
250 men strapped on parachtes.A the giant side door of the jet opened. They were met with a wall of Anti-Air fire. The Alarm flashed red. That meant the transport was critically hit.
"Critical hit! Yelled the radio "Crash immenent."
"TIME TO FRIGGIN GO!" Yelled Richard, a member of Rob's squad.
all 250 soldier jumped, pulled out Ak-47s Mac-11s, Grenades Rocket Launchers, and started shooting like there was no tommorow. As Rob landed on the war-torn streets, he thought "This is going to be a helluva day"
A half hour later, Rob and his squad found themselves fighting with Rebels. After they had been defeated, Rob walked up to one, sprawling out the floor, and spit on him. Then he kicked him hard in the face and said,
"Rebel Scum!"

OOC: Sorry, to which city are your troops currently landing? To Karakai? New Northrenk?

ooc: i have no need to reply, there is nothing i want

SECRET IC:
The flight group of AC-01's dropped below radar level as they approached the southern boarder of North Mack. The back hatch of each craft opened up and one Marine hooked up the 45mm Gattling Gun to the hanging rod on the ceiling. Trees were wipping past the bottom of the AC-01's. So close in fact that if one reached out of the hatch and down they would lose their arm.

Pilot: "Watch the back dammit. I don't want anything sneaking up on us!"

The gunner kept sweeping back and forth with the gun, watching for anything out of the ordinary off in the distance. Each AC-01 had a few missiles on the wings and a small mounted gun in the front for shooting at a multitude of targets.

30 minutes later
Pilot 3: "Echo 3 to Echo Lead. SpySat showes that we are approximatly 3 minutes from drop off. Over"

Pilot: "Rodger that Echo 3. Prepare landing struts."

As the AC-01's landing struts lowered to the ground, the Marines checked their weapons and slung them over their shoulder. The first Marines out were prepped to draw their guns at a moments notice to secure a perimiter around the landing zone.

3 Mintues Later
The Pelicans touched down in the secluded spot that was picked for the landing.

Gen. Blasph (Over radio to all marines): "MOVE MOVE MOVE! EXIT Pelicans NOW!"

Hundreds of Marines jumped out of the pelicans and set up a perimiter. The rest of the marines kept jumping out of the Pelicans. Gen Blasph was the last one to step out of Pelican Echo Lead. He motioned for the marines to split up into their designated fire teams, as they did. Then they followed their own fire teams orders, splitting up and going different directions. The general stepped back into Echo Lead and the Pelicans, almost at the same time, took off and started back towards a abandoned island just off of the continent.

OOC:
I will continue my stuff tomarrow. I got stuff to do.

OOC: Do we other nations know anything/can we possibly even GUESS anything about L33Tians taking part on this war?

OOC: All of my men and helicopters are wearing the leetian uniform. That said, there are only 60 of them in a wartorn city, its not alot of people. Officially, my country is neutral in this. And I'm sure afterwards we can cover over the actions of the Frag Ops with some lies :p .

ooc: if there are any leetians left! Muhahahahahahahahahah!!1111!!!!11one... shit, L33t BOi dont read that...

OOC: Shazbodom: You can not possibly fly along some "borderline", as there is no free area between 2 nations, without breaking international laws considering the national air space. Plus, the whole southern border of NM is with Madnestan, so there is no line you could even try to follow. No, it would have been much easier from you to just ask me as I am the only nation fighting alongside with the NM Loyalists and having a commong border with them to allow you to fly through. Just try it man, I have a feeling that it could be accepted :) ....even as you have already done so without my permission.

OOC: To madnestan: our troops were landing in Northrenk and, then, proceed to Karakai.
IC:
Out of the 50000 troops sent to Northrenk, 49000 were left alive during the moment. David Cerama heard this news.
"No matter," he thought, "50000 more are coming soon."
Meanwhile, In Northrenk, Rob heard news of 50000 more men landing in Karakai, then the two forces would meet in between the two cities, to storm Rebel HQ. He was currently in a sniping position when he heard rapid machine gun fire behind him.
"Rebels!" Yelled Lucas, am member of the squad.
After the firefight, Richard was on the floor , shot in the shoulder.
"We need a medic!" Yelled Rob.
Lucas came back with a medical kit, and tended to Richard's wounds. As they prepared to exit the builing thety were in, Al, a member of the squad, said he would be along in a minute.
When Al exited, he yelled to the squad,
"GET CLEAR OF THAT BUILDING!"
The squad moved back, as Al pressed a button on his jacket. The Building exploded in flames, and crumbled to the ground.
"Commandian explosives." Said Al smiling, "Nothing like them."

Carl shouldered his Ultra 90 model combat shotgun, and led the men out the apartment block. So far the only fighting was against single soldiers. Lone enemies, either because of intense casualties, or because they were acting in a scouting role. And so far, the Leetians had only had 2 casualties. Getting into the Frag Ops was tough, and only the best made it.

Sprinting across the street, Carl ducked into a doorway. His men followed suit. One of the Embassy Guards fired a rifle grenade at the old wooden door, and it splintered into thousands of peices. A North Mack Youth Cadet stood, a light ciggarette in his hand and a surprised look on his face. He began to unstrap his rifle from his back, but was gut short by the gunfire of six Leetian's shotguns and assualt rifles. Empty casings hit the floor, and so did the youth cadet. Carl's men split up, searching the rooms in pairs - one shotgunner, one assualt rifle trooper. Their search was mechanical, buckshot to the door, laser targetters sweeping the rooms. Now and again, three short bangs would be followed by a cry of pain.

Severus sat bak in his chair, and watched the military analysis coming in. Every building reported clear would be highlighted on the map of New Northrenk, that portion of the huge screen glowing blue.
"So far, 12% casualties have been reported Sir. We expect the final count to be around 60%."
Gunther was a very devout, very loyal soldier, who had risen through the ranks and become Leetia's cheif military advisor.
"Gunther, I am expecting 100% casualties. But trust me, those men have ascended to heaven for a cause much greater than themselves. Their deaths have brought the ambassado back."
"Sir?"
"The ambassador knows some things that our neighbouring Krendakov may find very useful."

OOC: The 60% casualties bit comes from a guide to urban warfare I found on these boards.

OOC: All of my men and helicopters are wearing the leetian uniform. That said, there are only 60 of them in a wartorn city, its not alot of people. Officially, my country is neutral in this. And I'm sure afterwards we can cover over the actions of the Frag Ops with some lies :p .

OOC: My previous post touches you too. To get any helicopters there you'd need to fly over someone. And if you flew over me, I think it someone would ahve noticed you. 'Cuz I guess I have some radars 'n stuff, too. And how did they manage to even fly so long? I can understand those TP-planes the other fella was using, but helicopters... hmmm, this is getting complicated... Should have remembered that first time ya said you would fly troops over there, man! :(

OOC: Commandia too! How do you get those guys to NM? From where do tehy fly, and over what countries? Also, to supply such a huge force of 50,000 - soon even 100,000 soldiers you will need a mass of planes flying a constantly to NM and back. Massive traffic. Over who are you flying at?

OOC: Actually, you've got me there. I guess I didn't think it all through enough. Ah well, I'm sure there's some reasonable explanation.

Perhaps my helicopters have some sort of 'stealth' quality, like the ones in Deus Ex?

OOC: Commandia too! How do you get those guys to NM? From where do tehy fly, and over what countries? Also, to supply such a huge force of 50,000 - soon even 100,000 soldiers you will need a mass of planes flying a constantly to NM and back. Massive traffic. Over who are you flying at?
OOC: If you have erad my previous posts ( i think you did) i said that 200 transport planes would take to transport 50000 troops to NM.We flew FROM COMMANDIA, obvoiously, and over Xteese, hoping not to be seen by radars and shot down ;) . including the one shot down in Northrenk, 8 Commandian transport planes were shot down.
also OOC: L33tboi, are you with the rebellion or agaisnt the rebellion?

OOC: If you have erad my previous posts ( i think you did) i said that 200 transport planes would take to transport 50000 troops to NM.We flew FROM COMMANDIA, obvoiously, and over Xteese, hoping not to be seen by radars and shot down ;) . including the one shot down in Northrenk, 8 Commandian transport planes were shot down.
also OOC: L33tboi, are you with the rebellion or agaisnt the rebellion?

OOC: Oh, I didn't notice that mentioning about Xtesee. Still, that is impossible. 200 huge transport planes can't possibly over the whole nation, who is certainly aware as there is a war in their neighbour. And even if you could-you would need a bunch of miracles to do so- as I said you need to fly constant raid over the nation to supply those divisions you have there. Traffic that size can't possibly be hidden.

SOrry, bed time. I'll be back tomorrow. Come up with some VERY good explanations while im away :p .

OOC: Leetia itself is neutral in this war. However, as part of the deal to get my ambassador safe, I have around 60 men, 5 choppers and 4 stolen Hummers fighting alongside the rebels.

Consider them mercenaries.

OOC: Oh, I didn't notice that mentioning about Xtesee. Still, that is impossible. 200 huge transport planes can't possibly over the whole nation, who is certainly aware as there is a war in their neighbour. And even if you could-you would need a bunch of miracles to do so- as I said you need to fly constant raid over the nation to supply those divisions you have there. Traffic that size can't possibly be hidden.
OOC:Well, our transport jets were stealth transports (which i dont think exist, but who cares) and the COmmandian air force ops alwatch scruch together, so on a radar screen, it would look like: http://img267.echo.cx/my.php?image=radar7su.png
also OOC: isnt their supposed to be a revolution going on?

As an ally of North Mack, we shall stand by your government. Whereever you want our gunships, you will have them, and they shall rain death upon your enemies. I also have A-10 'Warthogs' from nearby airfields, and we shall increase your storefront discount to 50% in our storefront due to your recent crises, we won't make much of a profit but we'll help you.

News!
"Today, Concremo officials stated that they would take action in the North Mack conflict to help protect their allies Xtesee. They shall be taking active involvement within the Nation and should be arriving shortly.
However, their representative failed to state which side the full military action of Concremo will aid, and the press are left guessing."


All of a sudden, reports of 'ghost commandos' stopped. Surprise attacks, ambushes, demolishions and sabotage were no longer more than 50 each a day and snipers were no longer the bane of ground forces. Surface-to-Air missile attacks were almost non-existant and it was soon apparent that the mysterious mercenaries had left.
They had cleaned the place out, in the rebel hq everything that wasnt nailed down was stolen and everything that was had been wrecked. In the middle of the room there was a note. Not a note, but a reciept, stating that rebel forces had fallen far too short on their payments.

As an ally of North Mack, we shall stand by your government. Whereever you want our gunships, you will have them, and they shall rain death upon your enemies. I also have A-10 'Warthogs' from nearby airfields, and we shall increase your storefront discount to 50% in our storefront due to your recent crises, we won't make much of a profit but we'll help you.
OOC: Leafanistan, who are you talking to?
IC: As Commandia's Raid through Northrenk continued, Rob noticed something odd: Most of the fighting had cooled down. Rebel forces seemed to have fallen back. Snipers were no longer a constant threat. Anti-Air turrets had been abandoned. Rob got news that the raid in Karakai was succesful, and he was to proceed to the meeting point, and then to crush rebel HQ. The rebellion seemed to have stopped. He noticed troops bearing the emblem of Commandia starting to headd for the city limits. Some were left behind to scout, and his squad was one of them. He did not like this. He had little doubt that the rebels would soon unleash a surprise attack. Members of other armies seemed to mach away, feeling that they had done their part in Northrenk. Maybe, thhe rebels would head to the Emperor's palace, and kill the emperor. That would be a complete failure. If the emeperor was gone, nothing could stop the rebels from simply taking over North Mack. He hopped they were all dead. He hoped.

ooc: north mack, i assume

OOC: Leafanistan, who are you talking to?

OOC: Oh, I'm sorry if I used a vague antecedent, we stand by the old government, North Mack and Emperor Ryler III, and any allies of Emperor Ryler III. We also extend the 50% discount to Emperor Ryler III and a 15% discount to all CIN and MAP nations. Please math yourselves while using my storefront.

Across New Northrenk, Leetian Comm-links were buzzing. As the news slowly flooded through that the mercenaries had left, Severus realised there was no reason for his men to stay there.

He gave out a command to all his men: Rally at the bank for evac.

After the scouting had been finished, the two armies, spanning togeter 93500 men, were now together, but just then, they all got a command from the presiminster:
"All troops, hold your position unteil further orders."
"Why?" asked Rob.
"Let's just say in a few hours the rebel HQ will have a Cruise missile knocking at their door."
And so, the army waited.
10 hours Later
91000 men made it to Commandia. The rest got shot down during their flight over Xteese.
The rebel Hq was thourly destroyed, apparently because the Leetian Mercenaries had already trashed the place. He hoped their would be no more rebellions. the 100000 soldiers that stayed in Commandia congratulated the rest, and mourned over the loss of the others. in total, the commandian military had lost 7500 men. Other nations had lost men too, and Rob hoped the ENTIRE rebellion was chrused, so there couldnt be a counter-strike. He could only hope. who knew what the future held.

Gus sat in silence aboard the Grey Hawk. The sun was dawning, coating North Mack in hues of red and orange. If it wern't for the ruined buildings, the rubble and the smoke, he would have called it beautiful. But nobody could call this beautiful.
The rebellion had been ended. That didn't mean they hadn't been successfull. New Northrenk was in ruins. From the reports he'd heard, the rest of North Mack was similarily desolate. Flying over the burning ruins, Gus got his first time to reflect. Since getting the call up for a rescue mission, life had been hell. He had flown over to some foreign country, watched his comrades die, helped in a rebellion. And all for what? To get some ambassador out of the country?
After Severus had called for a general withdrawl, they had stopped off at the rebellion HQ to refuel. The Colonel made his intentions clear. They turned their weapons on the rebels, stole what little had been left by the mercenaries, and retreated to the choppers. It was a bloody one sided battle. The few rebels still in action had ambushe them on the take off.
The helicopters were relatively unarmed, but against what were basically children and old men, it was a slaughter.

They still had casualties though. 44% casualties among the Frag Ops. Of the 68 men who set out on his mission, only 38 returned. Of the embassy guards, only the captain had survived. In addition, they had lost a pair of their Grey Hawk stealth 'copters. And not to mention countless clips of ammunition had been emptied.

All of this for one man.

ooc:I hope its okay for me to come through forest bread elves

ic: A whole convoy of trucks rumbled through the forest, each truck holding 20 men: a total of 500 trucks were in the convoy. This action was a result of the apparent defeat of the North Mack rebels; Krendakov would have this country gain freedom from its oppressors. Sure the rebels may be mostly dead, but more would be recruited. Other weapons had been mobilised: 1000 tanks and 1000 AA guns.

To:Leetia
From Krendakov
Subject: Withdrawal
Body: We have noticed your meager forces on the side of the rebellion leaving AND shooting at the remains of the rebellion, we wished the reverse the first statement and we thourghly condemn the second. In order to make up for this we would hope you could aid both the rebellion and Krendian forces in any way possible.
yours sinceraly,
Aleksei

Entering Forest Bread Elves, the Grey Hawk's swooped over the dense forest. Suddenly, they spied something moving below. Military Trucks!
"Gus, contact the Governor. I believe Krendakov may be wishing military support."


From: Severus, Governor of Leetia
To: Krendakov, our great ally.
If Krendakov wishes it so, the goverment of Leetia will do
everything in its power to support your troops.
At this moment, the Frag Ops are leaving, going for
some well deserved R+R.
When our troops are available, we will aid you in taking
eastern North Mack
God Bless,
Severus

- Aboard Dragonbird 1, callsign DB1 -

"I have what I belive to be a convoy of trucks headed into North Mack from the FBE guys."

"Is it headed to the North Mack government, or to the Rebles?" Edward said, pulling the picture up on his heads up display.

"We'll find out, if they turn left here, thats headed for the North Mack controled area, but a turn right would be headed for Reble controled area."

Edward watched as the huge convoy of trucks neatly filed to the right.

"How many trucks total?"

"Looks like 500 freaking trucks, followed by long line of tanks and supply vehicals. Looks like AA guns on the Back of those, ready to be set up."

"Lets let them get to the Rebels, the drop a couple 1,000 pounders on them."

"Inputting targets now. They should arrive at there destination in 20-50 minutes, depending on where they stop."

"Releace bombs the moment they stop, the troops file out or the tanks open fire."

- Force command HQ, Taliosa -

"Sir, looks like some Forest Bred Elves are moving into the area. Long line of trucks, tanks and supplies," one of the many radio operators said.

"Get me on the line with the FBE leader guy, it's time to have a talk," James said, striding over to the radio station. "And when are our troops going to drop in?"

"The Dragonbird troop transports are entering North Mack now, they will decend to drop altitude and drop in... 10 minutes."

- Aboard Dragonbird 3, Callsign DB3 -

Hustler stood up as the red light for drop came on. the giant Dragonbird, transport version, just about carried an entire company itself. over 500 people squeezed into the plane, ready to jump out.

Inorder to cut down on decent time, they would be jumping HALO style. The 5 Dragonbird formationthat carried the 1st infintry leveled slowly out at jump alititude, and depressurised the cargo area and spread out to jump spacing. hustler was the first to the door, ready to jump. The moment the green light came on, he was out the door.

He was blasted by the sudden heat of the 8 turbojet engines on this side of the dragonbird, then the sudden cold of the air. He looked behind his bird to the 3 more Dragonbirds behind it. They were carrying half of the 4th paradrop armored. Basicly light tanks with large chutes attatched to them. Each bird carried 15 tanks, so there was a sizable force there.

Hustler rocketed towards the ground, they were supposed to land just outside the North Mack captitol, supposidly where the North Mack government still had control. Then proceed to reinforce them and help call in airstrikes.

A lone supply truck rumbled down the broken road, the rebellion symbol painted crudely on the side. Loud music shook birds from the trees, and the truck was obviously full of rebels.
In an instant, the canvas that the truck was covered by was cut to shreds by silenced machine gun fire, the screams caused the driver to step on it. A sniper was lying in the middle of the road, and put a bullet between his eyes.

Twenty minutes later the truck was rolling again, loud music blaring and a casual rebel driver taking his comrades to the front. The back of the truck was closed, and the canvas changed, with the rebellion symbol repainted in what looked like red paint. Concremian Special-Ops had arrived, twelve men, the product of training since adulthood and weilding the most sophisticated battle technology ever used by infintry. Their hired driver was about to have a whole load of tactical pain delivered to Eastton.

'My lord." The aide was staring at the newest report in his hands. "The rebellion in New Northrenk has been crushed, but..."

"but what?" Ryler III sat at his desk. "The rebellion is gone. you said so yourself. now what is the but?"

"um... tenton has been completley lost to rebel control. We beleive that terrance escaped to tenton."

"We must end this rebellion once and for all. we need to show the rebels that we wont surrender the country to them at the first sign of fight." Ryler pulled out his keyboard, and typed a rapid series of strokes.


---In geosyncrenous orbit above Karakai, North Mack.---

High above North Mack, a derelict battle station floated directly over the capitol city. just sat there, dead. Suddenly, light came on on the exterior of the station. Thrusters fired, and the station began to flip over, to point its armament at the city of Tenton. Inside, a klaxon alarm was sounding, and hundreds of feet were pounding on the floor. Troops headed to their battlestations, as per the emperors orders. Alpha Station was waking up.

'My lord." The aide was staring at the newest report in his hands. "The rebellion in New Northrenk has been crushed, but..."

"but what?" Ryler III sat at his desk. "The rebellion is gone. you said so yourself. now what is the but?"

"um... tenton has been completley lost to rebel control. We beleive that terrance escaped to tenton."

"We must end this rebellion once and for all. we need to show the rebels that we wont surrender the country to them at the first sign of fight." Ryler pulled out his keyboard, and typed a rapid series of strokes.


---In geosyncrenous orbit above Karakai, North Mack.---

High above North Mack, a derelict battle station floated directly over the capitol city. just sat there, dead. Suddenly, light came on on the exterior of the station. Thrusters fired, and the station began to flip over, to point its armament at the city of Tenton. Inside, a klaxon alarm was sounding, and hundreds of feet were pounding on the floor. Troops headed to their battlestations, as per the emperors orders. Alpha Station was waking up.


OOC: Umm, Madnestan kinda' took over the Tenton already..? And are now in front of the Karakai. Sorry for having so fast armoured divisions :D .

- Area around North Mack capitol city -

Hustler collapsed on the ground as he finaly ended his fall. A quick roll, and a hitting the releace button on his chest and he was free and ready to fight. He pulled up his Attack Rifle and quickly formed up with his squad. 1500 troops of the best trained troops had just landed. The armor also came in right after that. Once all 45 tanks were down, a scouting party was sent into the city.

Gun fire could be heard, and the rest of the 1st infitry moved into the city. The tanks began bombarding it and the now 2 Armed Dragonbirds up in the sky began letting one and two thousand pound bombs fall.

Lt.General Ogur had brought his reinforced army corps as far as his Master had ordered him to. He was currently positioned in the hills south side of the city, watching the map on the desk of his MCC, Mobile Command Center. It was a modified Pegasus II, without weapons but with computers and room for few officers. He moved his finger across the occupied area, explaining the situation to reporter from Madnestan Daily News.
"Yes, our troops are currently securing more than a quarter of the whole NM. As you can see..." he pointed out from the open door of the vehicle "...down there lies the capitol of this unlucky country. Our troops are surrounding it from south and west, and those Taliosans you currently see dropping from the those huge transport planes are securing the east side. As you can hear, bitter fighting is beeing fought in the city center between Loyalists and rebel scum, and our artillery is giving some serious support to those still keeping high the flag of the Emperor." Reporter's pencel flew over the pages of his notebook. In the same time he tried to look at the direction pointed by the General, using extra powerful binoculars, and actually managed to recognize small dots dropping from the clear, blue sky and landing in the forest.
"So, mister general, could it be possible to interwiev those Taliosians then? I's like to hear their point of view, too. If that aint too much trouble." General smiled (he was ordered to handle mediamen nicely) and answered "Sure, I'm sure that can be arranged. Just hop in to that jeep, and lieutenant Ajah shall drive you to Taliosian positions. Now, if you excuse me, I'll have to go to coordinaet our next offensive, we are about to enter the city center after 3 hours." "SIR! I can't leave then, I have to stay and make a st-" "Cut it! I am the one giving orders here, you remember? Now we a re about to make an assault, and as we do so we ahve no time to look after you and your gollegues. So go to Taliosians and interview them."
Starting to smile again, and lowering his voice a bit he continued: "Im sure that you, mister, will get enough to photograph and to make stories about in tomorrow." As the reporter left the vehicle and the lieutenant guided him to his jeep, General Ogur turned around and started go give his last orders about the upcoming assault.

OOC: REFERENCE, TROOPS IN NORTH MACK
-Special-Ops: 12 soldiers, assorted weapons and tactics
-1st-12th Infintry Legion: 40 000 soldiers, 20 000 medics/engineers, 6 000 supply trucks (each)
-1st-4th Armoured Legions: 4 000 MBT, 2 000 Anti-Personel tanks, 2 000 Anti Air, 6 000 supply trucks (each)
-1st-2nd Artillery Legions: 1 000 Artillery, 200 supply trucks, 200 Anti Air (each)

IC:
Within hours, Eastton was in chaos. With extensive air support, and the landing of all 12 infintry Legions, all 4 Armoured Legions and Both Artillery Legions were on their way, it was a matter of time before government forces were back in control. The Special Ops division, codemaned Daesus Knights, perforemed exceptionally, spiking AA guns, bunkers, strongholds and com stations throughout the city and clearing a path for the North Mack armour. Each of the DK were issued with the experimental Combi-Rifle*, a reliable short-range assault rifle, with incredible accuracy in single shot mode. This could be complemented by a scope, a second magazine of sniper ammo, and the 40mm grenade launcher.
They went house to house and cleared out the rebels, an unseen force in the war.

*www.freewebs.com/concremo/combi-rifle.htm

OOC: Madnestanian troops in North Mack:

19 infantry divisions (approximately 16,000men in each, using Armoured Personnel Carrier Mark II, "Pegasus" and Infantry Fighting Vehicle Mark I, "Legionnaire".

8 Mechanized divisions, basically same as infantry except slightly stronger(about 18,000 men) and having an organic tank regiment, 65 Main Battle Tank, Mark I "Dragon" + more artillery.

7 Armoured divisions, 215 Dragons and 22,000 men.

4 Border Guard's brigade, light infantry using Infantry Fighting Vehicle Mark II, "Pathfinder" (a light reconaissance vehicle) and fighting in forest's and mountains. 9500 men in each brigade.

1 Commando Brigade, extremely well trained and armed specialists. Move by SuperPuma Mark 3A-transport helicopters. 3600 men.

First line fighting troops: 643,500 men.

Infantry and Border Guard units are using SIG SG550-Assault rifle, armoured and mechanized ones FAMAS m2 and Commando Brigade both of them, plus SPAS 12-shotguns. Sniper rifle is FR-F2 and GPMG is Heckler&Koch K21E.

- In North Mack captiol city -

Hustler and his forces ripped through the city, taking advantage of the enamies lack of training and their supprise to have such a large force, including tanks, suddenly appear.

As they we fighting, what looked like a reporter came running down the ruined streets on the side. Hustler turned his Attack rifle on the group, taking aim.

"Get down now!" he yelled, leveling his sights on the nearst of the group.

0600 HOURS
Concremian Soldiers marched through Eastton, taking the ill-prepared city by complete surprise. Tanks roll down the mainstreets and Barricades are quickly set up on the highways by the soldiers. Rebels are shown no mercy, and resistence in Eastton is bulldozed over by the overwhelming force.

1200 HOURS
Mass Artillery fire hits Tanakai, and with frightening precision puts holes in Rebel-occupied buildings. The strategic value of almost uncontested Eastton was immediately apparent, as shells fell like rain over Tanakai. Mobile Cruise-Missile Launchers are set up in the city centre, and bombard the Rebel-held airport and buildings. Years worth of architecture, planning, design and construction were obliterated in an instant, as chunks of concrete and bricks spewed forth from the crumbling buildings.

"What the hell! They started already?!" The voice belonged to Lt.General Ogur, who was looking at the ruined city and seeing how Taliosian troops made their way through rebel defence, straight towards the Imperial Palace (OOC: I assume there is that kind of a building in the capitol) and even with an impressive speed, actually. He ran to his MCC and grabbed the earpiece of the radio, saying "Groups 1,2 and 3! Do you hear me?" "YES SIR!" came instantly, as the leaders of those assault groups (all of them mixed combinations of armour and infantry, strength beeing about 10,000 in each) had been ordered to stay ready in their command vehicles. "Taliosians started without us! So, we have to tight up the schedule a bit. Instead of moving on after 3 hours, move NOW! And be sure you liberate the palace before Taliosians do, we have fought our way here, we ahve liberated nearly a quarter of this whole nation! There is NO WAY we'd let those newcomers to take all of the glory! So, do as ordered. And do it NOW!" As the "YESSIR!" followed again without any further questions, this assault had been planned nearly 2 days ago, Ogur grabbed a helmet, left his center and went out to let some liquid out.

In the streets, the fight ahd alraedy begun. As many of the rebels positioned in front of Madnestanians in southern and western sides of the city had moven to east to face Taliosian strike, start was relatively easy. The massive barrage Madnestanian artillery made up blasted of most of the barricades and men outside of the buildings, but in the ruins those brave men were still mostly untouched when the infantry stormed them. Still, the huge strike had shocked them and infantry's assault groups made their way using flamethrowers and shotguns in close quarters to deal them. Rebels weren't really pushed back, as most of them died where they stood, but progress was still pretty fast. Until they faced The Police Station.

As in most of streetfights in near history, Stalingrad and Berlin for example, single buildings or complex's had been turned to fortresses that stopped the advance for days. Like the Tractor Factory of The Red October in Stalingrad or Reichshalle in Berlin, this Police Station (in smaller scale of course) was the cliff against which the first wave of the troops broke at. More armour was sent to there, and it mauled the building terrificly, but human's abitlity to survie under teh storm of fire and steel is known to be tremendous, and when pioneers rose up in front of it and started to run, begun that building, thought to be killed, send bullets flying at them. Other Groups kept on advancing though, but the Station kept on fighting, and they all knew it was to be cleared if tehy were about to follow their plan. When he heard about this, Lt.General Ogur had to make a fast desicion: he had just received the COmmando Brigade. it was planned to be used against Ghost's, but as those mysterious devils seemed to be disappeared, he figured out this was teh time to use these specialists.
So, this building was to be the very first scene of battle in where those men were to be tested.

OOC: I figured I'll type some small-scale close-combat description also, as you others are so in to it :D

Now I wish others who have troops in Karakai (North Mack,Taliosia, others?)to discuss about their movements in there so that we can do some co-operation as we are allies in here and enemies too, if there is any, so that we can avoid cross-postings and stories that make other's posts impossible.

The manhole lid pulled back, and twelve men climbed out. They regretted having to leave the stolen jeep, but progress was slowing down because of rubble in the road. They had emerged in Karakai, and the sound was mind-blowing. The incessant chatter of machine gun fire anounced they had come up in some sort of stronghold they realised, as they picked the lock on the fire door and entered the contested building.
Inside was a decimated reception room, the logo of the North Mack Police visible above the desk. Without a word, they split up into three groups and purged the Rebels from every corner of the building. But silently, untold hundreds, maybe thousands held this building and so silencers were on, knives were drew and caution was used as they worked their way towards the foxholes.

Through the scope of an FR-F2, a Madnestanian soldier watched as the machine gunners stopped firing one by one, He heard a shout, then a scream, and then sustained fire from an assault rifle. He stood and crept carefully towards the building, and saw twelve men run from the far side and dive for cover. The building erupted in smoke and flame, as three blocks of C4 raised the roof, and brought it all crashing down. The other soldiers stood, and lowered their weapons in a gesture of peace towards Madnestan.

- Aboard Dragonbird 1, Callsign DB1 -

"The trucks have stopped sir, they're unloading troops it looks like."

"Hit em with some bombs," Edward said with a laugh.

Now the Dragonbird show its true distructive power, casters on both sides, and the main bomb bay doors began chucking munitions out. Each was set to a glide path that gave it the most distructive power. In total, 20 cluster bombs, 10, 1000 lb bombs and 3, 2000 pounders left the bomb racks in the gian aircraft. Each rocketed towards the ground, as a second volly was prepared, in case there were too many survivors.

- Aboard Dragonbird 9, Callsign DB9 -

"The ground forces are requesting air support, they've encountered some resitancein the city."

"But a bomb on them then," The pilot growled.

"Ok, then, hold it still for a minute. Left side casters up, cycling.. bombs away.

- Within North Mack capitol city -

David ducked down as more shells impacted his pile of debries. He looked over at the rest of his squad.

"Where is that air support!" He yelled above the gunfire.

"Should be here any sec-" The guy was cut off as a huge explosion ripped over the position. A single bomb had landed right in the enamy formation.

David looked up, and nothing was shot at him.


"Lets go!" He yelled and jumped over the pile and kept on going. Shortly behind him, a small formation of the drop tanks were working their way around the worst of the debries, and powering through or over the rest of them.

They were only a block or two from the palace, gun fire could be heard coming from the other side of the city. Another fight was starting.

- Aboard Dragonbird 9, callsign DB9 -

"I'm going to radio the Madnestan troops see if they need air support," said the radio operator. All he got from the pilot was a grumble.

"This is D B 9 to Madnestan ground forces, to you read? Repeat, this is D B 9 to Madnestan ground forces, do you require air support?"

"FORWARD! CLEAR THAT RATHOLE AND KILL EVERYTHING IN THERE BOYS!" The shouter was Captain Atagan, and the persons his shout was pointed at were the soldiers of the Commando Brigade. They had landed less than an hour ago, and ran to positions for taking out the building. They had prepared to jump out from the ruins, run across the street and storm the Station, knowing this would cost them dearly, as a huge explotion made the ground shake. Captain was one of the first to understand what had happened, and even though he was uncertain who was responsible for this unexpected help he wasn't certainly going to let this opportunity to slip out of his hands.
He jumped out of his foxhole and saw his men do the same all around him.
he had also just enough time to see that his collegue, teh leader of the 2nd company was doing the same on his left side. But he didn't think about that when he ran at the building, as he knew that this was still not going to be easy.
Man on his right side took a burst from Kalashnikov in his chest, and at this range even the well-made bulletproof jacket couldn't save him. Captain freached the collapsed wall and jumped over something that had been a machinegun and the gunner, and kicked some wounded man at the face, as he tried to point him with his pistol. The whole wing of the building had collapsed, and after the artillery barrage their artillery had made jsut few hours ago, it was very hard to navigate in these ruins. Still, he somehow knew knew his postition by instinct. He saw a hole in the ground, and a head looking out from it. He grabbed a granade from his belt but was too late, as one of his flamethrowers jumped to the "room" and launched his weapon in to the hole. Horrible screaming filled the air, raisining even above the sound of the fight around them. Captain jumped to the basement after his "Firebat" (as the flamethrowers were called) just in time to shoot of the head of a policeman, who made attemp to stab his subordinate with a long, nasty-looking kicthen knive. They burned and shot and threw granades all over the basement, and more men came down there after them.

Over their heads, others were having no sunday picnick neither. Defenders made a desperate counter attack to push Commandos back, but got slaughtered by superior firepower and better training. When the evening came darkness gave the blessed rest for those fightning in the ruins of this Police Station, and all over the city of Karakai. The situation was same, actually, in both of them. As in the Station, in the whole city Allied troops together with the Loyalists of the NM crushed the defenders, who fought like madmen but without any real hope of winning. Still, many lives were to be lost before this city was to be liberated and cleared from the anarchist trash.

OOC: SOrry ladz, bedtime again. Goddamit I hate RL, always interrupting a good RP! :mad: I'll continue ASAP, might skip few lessons for this actually...

David Cerama did not like the news in his hands:
"What do you mean the rebels have taken Tenton! I though their inner working were destroyed by our missile!"
"Well you see sir..." replied James Tin, a federal security technician, "The rebellion retreted to Tenton, claimed it as their own, and made their new HQ there."
"Hmm..." thought David, "Send 1000 troops to secure that area, if they are losing, send 1000 more. Also bring it 5 squadrons of Commandian F-15s."
Commandian F-15a were like normal F-1s with increased, speed,strengh, and stealth. Each Commandian F-15 came equipped with a pilot and a sniper, 70 Air to Air missiles, 70 Air to surface missiles, 4 Heavy duty Commandian Ak-47s, and Twin Comman-Jet engines.
Once the request was confirmed, 4 Transport Planes and 35 F-15s were sent out to Tenton
Rob Harrison seemed to be getting all the hard jobs. If he didnt some R & R after this, he would sue George for all he cared. He and his squad were 4 out of the 1000 special ops troops sent to capture Tenton for Commandia, then hold it until the rebellion was destroyed. Then, they would hand it over to North Mack.
1 Hour later:
4 transport planes and 35 F-15s were flying above north Mack. Out of the four transport planes parachuted out 1000 men, Who then proceeded to kill any rebels who got too close to the landing site. All the while, Air to Surface missiles were launched from above.
Rob, along with with his squad, were sent to cut off alll food supplies from Tenton. His first job was to implode a Pork factory, using Commandian Double mines™. As the explosives expert, Al set up the mines, and before he pressed the button, he said one word:
"Boom."
The factory exploded in flames.
"Another worry less for me" thought Rob as he and his squad proceeded to the next factory.

OOC: Umm, Madnestan kinda' took over the Tenton already..? And are now in front of the Karakai. Sorry for having so fast armoured divisions :D .

OOC:Posted that event days ago. Or has the intelligence of North Mack failed and you guys are attacking my garrison forces, because ya think they are rebels?

The Firebird dropped it's bombs, but Krendian forces were prepared. The trucks, previously travelling at a steady 40km/h quicly doubled their speed and moved off track; the tanks simply turned of 90 degrees and dove away; the SAMs fired of their missiles and followed suit. The missiles quickly caught up with the retreating plane and three of the engines burst into smoke and the plane spiralled to the ground.

In Easston, 10 of the spetsnalya naznachenia looked out the window of the building, a squad of Concremian guards walked by. They waited, and eventually the guards walked around the corner. They sneaked out and rounded the corner.
"Oh my..."
The square was filled by about half-a-dozen artillary pieces.
"Allright, Kadnitsa. Fire your missile at that pile of shells there."
The missile fired, making it's way to the artillary shells. The spetsnalya naznachenia dissappeard, quickly.

Governor Severus was watching the battle from far-away Leetia. He had considered sending troops in to aid Krendakov, but he realised the odds were stacked high against the rebels. From what he could see, there were at least 3 invading armies against the rebels.

Fighting alongside the rebels, there was only Krendakov.

"Send aid to Krendakov. We will support them, but do not send any troops in. Such would be suicide for our men. However, I believe they could do with some Grey Hawks to help them win the air."

A military truck drove through the countryside on it's own. A series of round white shapes fell from the sky. The Krendian soldiers jumbed out the truck and waited for the Talosian firebird crew to fal to the ground. They took them prisoner.


To: Talosia
From: Krendakov
Subject: PoWs
Body: We have taken some of your aircraft pilets prisiner, if you want the safe return of these pilets, you must join the rebellion forces.
yours sincerely,
Aleksei


The Krendian forces split up, one group to secure Tanaki, one to liberate Eastton. In Tanaki, the Krendian forces quickly secured the airport and called in some aircraft, mainly Mig-29s, and quickly set up heavy defenses around the city. The Forces going to Eastton were less lucky.


To: Leetia
From: Krendakov
Subject: Support
Body: We require your support in the campaing against the forces in Eastton. Paratroopers and artillary would be appreciated, aswell as some air support.
yours sincerely,
Aleksei

In South Leetia Military base, five pairs of Typhoon swing role fighters taxied into position on the dual runways. Within 2 minutes, the first pair were cruising at 36,000 ft. Then the second pair, then another pair. Soon enough, all 10 aircraft were on their way over Forest Bread Elves. Their mission - Aerial superiority over North Mack.
OOC: http://www.raf.mod.uk/equipment/typhoon.html
They are equipped with 2 ASRAAM, 4 AMRAAM, 2 ALARM and 2 Storm Shadow

The aide burst into the War room. "My lord! We have just received intellegance reports saying Tenton has been secured. The rebels have formed a base outside of South Karakai.

Ryler looked at the 56" Plasma HDTV currently tracking the target of Alpha. Only the best for the Emperor. He once again typed a few keystrokes.

---In orbit above North Mack---

"Sir! We have orders to shift Targets!"
"Do it then Captain!"
"Yes Sir! Shifting Targets." The Captain put in the new coordinates and his Enter. The screen lit up with automated commands.



>Tracking Coordinates
>Target Confirmed

>Missile Status
>>Ready [Bay Three]

>Calculating Geometries
>Calculated

>Shifting Target Point [Auto]
>Shifted

>Ready Launch Sequence
...
...
...
>>Ready

>Launch



The missile streaked away from Alpha, Traveling at just over 3 times the speed of light. It slammed into the rebel base, Destroying the whole thing because of sheer speed at impact.

The missile streaked away from Alpha, Traveling at just over 3 times the speed of light. It slammed into the rebel base, Destroying the whole thing because of sheer speed at impact.
OOC: 3 times the speed of light? How the hell do you expect that to happen???

"Sir"
Aleksei looked up from his work, "Yes?"
"A North Mackian rebel base has just been destroyed!"
Aleksei turned back to his work, "Tell me something that isn't new"
"By a missile"
Aleksei looked back up; his right eyebrow raised an 1/8th of an inch.
"From space!"
"Space?!?! How?"
"An 'abandond' space station armed with missiles!"
"First send up a cosmonautical military team..."
"If that fails?"
"...Make sure it dosen't exist..."

A space shuttle launched from a Krendakov launch pad, destination: Alpha Station.

In a missile silo, somewhere in the Krendian wilderness, an alarm rings. Men move to battle stations, and wait, with their fingers hovering over the button.

OOC: Better hope the Krendakovians don't sneeze. :p

OOC: 3 times the speed of light? How the hell do you expect that to happen???

im sure he meant the speed of sound :) .

OOC: Better hope the Krendakovians don't sneeze. :p
OOC:Krendians, 1337 809, and they don't sneeze, they don't even have lungs; they have air-gills. ;)

OOC: 3 times the speed of light? How the hell do you expect that to happen???im sure he meant the speed of sound :) .

no, i mean light.

North Mack has been experimenting in the breakthrough field of Space Warp Drives. This warps Vacuum space so that the speed of light is exponetially increased.

- Mobile Airborn Control Base, callsign Control 1 -

The MACB was circling at a very safe alititude of... 190,000 ft, well out of range of anything shot from the ground. The huge Dragonbird aircraft was converted into a command center, able to control anything on the ground. The Dragonbird was also converted to use Scramjets to accomidate this altitude.

"Sir, the Krendakov guys have captured one of Dragonbird crews!" one of the many radio operators called out suddenly.

"How'd they manage to shoot a Dragonbird down?" James said, turning to the radio.

"I belive Dragonbird 3 was shot down on its drop run."

"So it wasn't a combat Dragonbird?"

"Yup."

"Any forces in the area?"

"No sir."

"mmmm, any ideas?"

"I belive the TSF Tenof was launched today..."

"I see where you're going, contact the Tenof, tell them to go... pick up our guys."

- Aboard the TSF Tenof, Taliosa Spacial Force, Tenof Class ship -

Captian Aaron walked on to bridge as everyone was preping the FLT drive for atmospheric travel. The crew was chattering constantly, untill it stopped, and they reported ready to enter the atmospher.

"Take us down."

The giant ship, newly launched and ready for combat decended into the atmospher, the FLT drive could be used to form a sheild around the ship, allowing it to enter the atmospher of a planet.

all of the Dragonbirds made way for it as it decended through 50,000 ft. Anti-air artillary bounced off the sheilds. Soon the ship was hovering right over the truck which was carrying the Taliosan pilots.

"Are our weapons ready?" Aaron asked

"The main cannon is up and one secondary cannon, the rest arn't."

"Put me on loudspeakers... This is the Taliosan Space Force Tanof, please return our pilots or we will be forced to take action."

A man hid in the bushes, watching the Taliosan craft with great intreast, he took aim with his sniper-rifle like weapon and shot, a bolt of energy flew towards the craft; the shield started flickering, and then died out. The air filled with anti-aircraft fire.

Secretary Lyndex: Sir, our joining of the C.I.N. will require us to...send in a military for...

President Daniels: What are you trying to say Sarah and make it fast, I've got lunch with some corporate leaders in about 30 minutes...

Secretary Lyndex: One of the C.I.N. members, North Mack, is currently envolved in a civil war. Should we send in military forces

President Daniels: No, the Farbanti Protocol forbids us, let Foxtecha handle this, after all, they're the best.

The sun sets on the capital city of New Hivez as the beautiful summer day ends, main Foxtecha and governmental officials won't be informed of the troubles in North Mack until the next day...

The RPG streaked towards the pile of shells, a trail of smoke leading back to the window. With inhuman accuracy, the Concremian Sergeant fired a grenade from his 40mm into the window, the high explosives moving the bricks. The missile hit the shells, the explosion knocked one artillery over and put sevaral men on the ground. Luckily, Concremian shells have to be armed before firing, and the arming rods were kept a sensible distance away from the shells. The soldiers got up and moved the artillery back, the wounded going to the medic. The barrage continued as all the soldiers in the area completed a thorough sweep of the area.

Back in Concremo, a column of eight men, armed with CRCs (close range carbines) and equiped with Titaium Plate armour were lead by the emperor himself. He entered the War Room, where a large map was spread over the steel table. Then, co-ordinates for Karakai were read off and given to a man, who spent less than 30 seconds on the telephone.

A launch silo in the desert to the North of Concremo opened with a whir. A missile was partially raised, with the Biological Hazard symbol printed on its otherwise unmarked case. No attempt was made to launch yet, as the experimental warhead would be delivered soon.

Experiments in question were going well, too well in fact. The virus had somehow evolved again over night, and was showing truly scary results. It was designed and made to feed on Nitrogen particles, its protein shell reacting on impact to create oxygen. The DNA strand would be set loose, and on impact with living tissue a single strand could penetrate any fibres from clothes, and contact with bare skin was horrifying. With every cell infected, up to 1000 more of the virus were produced before the cell combusted. With all the oxygen around from the reaction of the shell, this spark could turn into a blaze that would make any napalm look like candles on a cake.

Upon entering North Mack airspace, the Typhoon's split into pairs. Alpha Wing, the first 2 planes to have taken off, headed in the direction of the Krendakov convoy. Speeding above the temperate landscape, they spotted their target. The Taliosan Space Force Tanof.

Closing in, they fired of all 12 of the anti-air missles they shared. The explosions smashed into area around the craft's bridge. With any luck, it would be so damaged that they would be unable to retreat into orbit. Then, Beta Wing followed them up with another 12 missles.

Elsewhere, Delta Wing were approaching upon an area exclusivly controlled by the North Mack government and their allies. The aircraft fired off 2 ALARM's each, the missle's onboard computer guiding it towards enemy radar signals. Then, the planes turned round and headed for home.

The other pairs were all reporting similar 'success'; they had fired of their munitions and were heading home.

So far, they reported 0% casualties.

"Sir"
Aleksei looked up from his work, "Yes?"
"A North Mackian rebel base has just been destroyed!"
Aleksei turned back to his work, "Tell me something that isn't new"
"By a missile"
Aleksei looked back up; his right eyebrow raised an 1/8th of an inch.
"From space!"
"Space?!?! How?"
"An 'abandond' space station armed with missiles!"
"First send up a cosmonautical military team..."
"If that fails?"
"...Make sure it dosen't exist..."

A space shuttle launched from a Krendakov launch pad, destination: Alpha Station.

In a missile silo, somewhere in the Krendian wilderness, an alarm rings. Men move to battle stations, and wait, with their fingers hovering over the button.

---In orbit Above North Mack---

"Commander! We have a Ship on radar. What do we do?"
The Commander glanced over at the screen. Then at the Power Supply Usage. It read 78%. "Captain, how much energy would it take to run a warp field over this whole installation?"
"Um..." The Captain did some calculations. "About 48% of total power sir. May I ask why?"
"Ill tell you soon. First, cut all power to anything we're now using at this current point in time."
"Done. We have 59% power available now. Why?"
"Activate a Warp Field over this whole facility. The Field will protect us. No non-warped matter cannot pass through the bubble due to casualty violations. We'll be safe, but unable to launch more missiles until the field is down."
"Bringing up the Field, sir."

Outside, the battlestation faded into a blurry space in the sky, as the Warp Bubble forced light around it, instead of reflecting it. The Battlestation was protected, but useless until the field was down.

OOC: Wouldn't the explosion from my rocket would set off the explosive materials in your shells unless you kept that seperate aswell?

OOC: Your bio-adgent, while sounding scary, will get our people... wet. The reaction that takes place between nitrogen and your virus would result in the loss of your viuses shell, this would cause the interior to fall apart and the endo-plasm (as I recall it is named) would soak our men, the DNA may go through our clothes and land on our skin (and maybe even inside our cells) where it would be broken down and turned into food. Your Sci-Fi is along the lines of 'I ate a steak and am now a cow because of the DNA'
sorry to 'burst your bubble'
(Also, the reaction of N->O results in a loss of 2 neutrons, a proton and an electron, where does this go?)

ooc: dont blame me, it was from a warhammer fansite about the virus bombs of istaan V during the heresy. I shall rethink this, a lot, and failing that ill get some good o'l anthrax/sarin/nukes
also, if the strand got inside the cell, it would not be broken down, as in a traditional virus the protein shell is simply a transport to get the strant to the cell undamaged. DNA has nothing to do with anything, so the thing about the cow is way off, partly beacause any live DNA would be killed as it was turned into a steak, as im pretty sure it goes over 100 degrees C. the strand of DNA inside the shell turns the infected cell into a factory for more virus, and then the cell burst when its full, releasing more virus to the rest of the infectee.

ooc: okay, a raw steak. but the thing is, the virus goes up to the cell membraneand gets drawn into the cell. The cell is unable to digest this and it makes its way to the nucleus where it puts its DNA into the cell's nucleus. The nucleus makes RNA from the viral DNA and this gets sent to the endoplasmic reticulum, telling it to create small, protein shelled vessels. It does this and more of the RNA causes the DNA to 'reproduce' and go into these shells. The newly formed viruses exit the cell and infect more cells.

OOC:Since when did Warhammer have good science? It's fantasy, not sci-fi.

krendakov, thats more or less exactly what i just said, and L33t BOi, it was an unofficial source that sounded realistic enough

But even the Games Workshop stuff is unrealistic.

for our time period, sure, but 40 000 years on, who knows.

ooc: what I said was that the virus needs the shell in order to get its DNA inside the cell.

now, back to the game.

ic: The Shuttle moved ever closer, and then the station dissappeared, leaving a black mark in the sky with a white rim.
"Damn, they used a warp field"
The shuttle waited, just outside the field.

but 40 000 years on, who knows.
ooc: i think that's what 1337 809 is saying, why would they be using projectile weapons 40,000 years from now. The technalogical advancement of the last 100 years is equal to that of, at least, the 1000 years previos to that.

- Aboard TFS Tenof, altitude: 20 feet -

"Sir, Sheilds are down! Looks like some anti-sheilding weaponry."

"Bring up the secondary sheilding array!" Aaron cried

"It's already up, minor damage to main array, looked like consentrated EM pulse, sheilds are cycling now, should be up in a couple seconds."

"How much damage to the hull?"

"We took a couple air to air missiles to port hull, but minimel damage. Main cannons are taking aim for the flight. Also some flak and crap got jammed in the outer armor plating. but the second hull is unscathed."

The huge twin cannons on the upper hull of the giant ship openned up with Shotgun like shells, filling the sky with lead. they each got of 3 shots, then stopped suddenly.

"Main guns jammed, they're cycling now."

"Deploy the commandos, lets get our boys back and get the hell out of here."

A hole openned up in the bottem of the ship, and four armed commandos dropped out, falling onto the truck holding the pilots. Two of them quickly shot the driver and passenger, while the other two began slinging the pilots into the a lift which had decended from the openning. Everyone was back onboard the ship before anything else could be done.

"We have them sir."

"Lets get out of here."

The ship began rising again, propelled by 4 huge drives that allowed it to escape the gravity of earth. at about 20,000 ft one of the drives suddenly died.

"Damn it! The newest drive just ceased up, shutting it down, engineers are on the job."

"Can we still get into space with three drives?" Aaron asked, eager to get in orbit.

"yes sir, but we're slow as hell."

"Just get us up there, Call in the AF-04s in the area for help."

"aye sir."

OOC: Ok, what the fuck is this? I have played a Modern Tech game, and you guys just turn it in to a Future Tech while those few hours i was away? Or have I misunderstood it all the time? Since this all happened in one country (not in one PLANET or something), since you all used powder-based, modern tech weapons and since NOBODY MENTIONED this is a Warhammer40k game, I automatically considered it at as a normal modern tech. If you're about to continue this lazerbeam-antiship-energyball-
overthelightspeed-bullshit, im out. And goddamn' sorry for that. :(

OOC: I agree with Madnestan. So far, everything I've used is, at most, only 10 years in the future.

I'd like to also know how did this change happen? Taliosa for example was using parachutes to get his men to the battle, and now he is talking about energy shields 'n stuff. Was there some secret deal im not aware of, about suddenly changing the whole thing?

I think it was because of all the mention of stealth equipment?
I dunno.

ooc: Taliosa does this as he is a n00b godmodder. Most of us want MT RP... except for NM, I don't know what he wants.

ic: fires ignore cannon at taliosa

The leetian army brandished their new weapon - The Ignore Cannon 4000!!!11111one.

They took aim at Taliosa, and strengthened Krendakov's shot.

Now they could get back to MT...

no, i mean light.

North Mack has been experimenting in the breakthrough field of Space Warp Drives. This warps Vacuum space so that the speed of light is exponetially increased.

This is where it started. North mack please answer are you willing to change this to FT permanently or to keep it in MT. if you take option 1, count me off then.

OOC: just so you know, I'm a modern tech nation, who bought some FTL drives from a future tech nation. The cannons are basicly like those on battleships, it has nuclear reactors, the lift was mecanicly controled, it breaks down constantly ect. The only true 'advanced' thing on it is the FLT drives, and I bought those. Even the gravity is only due to the fact that the inner hull of the ship is spinning. Hell, hit the sheilds enough and it will fail. Then just take out a couple drives, and it falls to the ground. It's modern tech, the USA could biuld one right now if they really wanted, except for the FLT drive of course, the reason it isn't is for political reasons.

Look, you shot down a Dragonbird, thats a 16 man crew. The Tenof is 245 man crew. Just shoot it.... (it was mainly for the surpise any ways)

ooc: im going to have to drop out of this, it was a great rp but FTL and the like have put me off. To everyone involved in this, i offer an alliance or at least an embassy. Troops withdraw from North Mack.

IC:
To: All
From: Concremo
Our deepest apologies, but it is with regret that we announce our decision to withdraw troops from foreign soil. Although the populace is pro-war, it is proving devastating for buisiness and the people are growing tired. We do, however, leave $20 000 000 USD reconstruction money to North Mack, and offer alliances to all those who stood by us in these dark hours.

High Daesus of Concremo

OOC: I don't know what to do, really. I have almost 700,000 men in NM and I occupy nearly a quarter of it, so I can't really do like Concremo did... However, I have played with not-even-that-modern tech game, and all these overthelightspeeed-missiles 'n stuff are making it impossible to continue if others keep on the FT. The decision is NM's. If there's energy shields and flying battlestations around, then I consider this as a FT and leave it pretending this war never happened, if they are banned then i'll keep on posting and try to make a withdraw in IC. Up to Noth Mack really.

ooc: wow guys, 190 posts in this threat and only one of them said Godmod (not including this one). thats a real achievement.

ooc: wow guys, 190 posts in this threat and only one of them said Godmod (not including this one). thats a real achievement.

Agreed :D

Hope to see you again in some RP as good as this, Concremo.

well, im currently inquiring into a w40k one, and am doing stuff with ankhmet.

Awww. :( Not for me then.

me neither, but desperate times call for desperate... roleplays?
who writes this shit...

OOC:
North Mack, if you are going to FT then count me out also. Your using weapons that are MT, but then you throw in something (mainly that "warp drive" thing) that is considered by the entirety of the NS world as FT. Please make up your mind.

OOC: More n00by-bullshit! Yay! I took over South Karakai in page 2 or 3, and Tenton fell between pages 7 and 9.

Care to try again? Unless you're willing to bomb my troops, of course.

EDIT: ...And i didn't even use supermegalazerbeamweapons, neither a Executor-class Star Destroyer led by Mr.D.Vader, as I had planned. The reason was I thought it would be unfair for those rebels, as they are using AK47's. But I can see you are not facing this kind of problems with your conscience. Way to go.

ooc:Taliosa and North Mack, if you continue this FT bullshit, I'm out.

They were armed with 2 ultraheavyduty lasers, and 2 Air-Surface missile launchers, 100 missile in stock. The elite destroyers had 3 engines in total, and the bottom and sides were plated with titanium armour.
972 men smiled. When their were Elite Destroyers involved, the battle would be won.
OOC: If you really must FT...
IC: Aboard each of the Elite Destroyers, a ninja waited in the corner. And he knew the facts: (www.realultimatepower.net)
1. Ninjas are mammals.
2. Ninjas fight ALL the time.
3. The purpose of the ninja is to flip out and kill people.
The ninja's promptely killed everyone abord the ships. They finished with a transmission to Commandia:

This is an MT RP, bitch!

OOC: Sry guys, i guess i got carried away. My bad...
IC:
David had good news. he learned that Tenton and South Karakai had beem secured. His troops shouldnt be over there any more. But, the emperor was still at risk, even with the armies around him. But his men in Tenton were broken, and tired. The he got an idea. He would send 4 transports to Tenton, to bring back his men, and 4 planes to the palace, to deploy his men. Yes. That was what he would do.
Later...
4 tranpsport planes landed in Tenton, and in it came 980 men. They were all headed for some very much needed R and R. Rob's fighting had finished, but Fred's had just begun.
Fred was sent to the emperors palace, along with 999 other men. He di not have a squad. He was on his own. Although Fred was a special ops unit, he was still scared.
"What were the rebels planning?" He thought, "What are they going to do?"
But all he could do, was take out his Ak-47 and wait...

OOC: uhh... sorry guys, but i'm a little confused as to what everyone has everywhere. Can we sort this out?

My forces: 5,000 soldiers (approx.), 500 tanks (approx.), 500 AA-guns (approx.), 9 MiG-29s in Tanakai
5,000 soldiers (approx.), 500 tanks (approx.), 500 AA-guns (approx.), 60 Spetsnalya Naznachenia (approx.) laying seige to Eastton

I'll put some IC stuff in when we sort the whole military units in NM thing out

OOC: I only have 1000 men surrounding the Emperor's palace, 500 tanks being transported to the palace, and 14 F-15s around the palace. COmmandian camp approx 500 m from palace. supplies incoming by air

OOC: I have been in this war from the day 1, and conquered the southern NM. Troops I have in there (QUOTEd myself, from the page 9).

"Madnestanian troops in North Mack:

19 infantry divisions (approximately 16,000men in each, using Armoured Personnel Carrier Mark II, "Pegasus" and Infantry Fighting Vehicle Mark I, "Legionnaire".

8 Mechanized divisions, basically same as infantry except slightly stronger(about 18,000 men) and having an organic tank regiment, 65 Main Battle Tank, Mark I "Dragon" + more artillery.

7 Armoured divisions, 215 Dragons and 22,000 men in each.

4 Border Guard's brigade, light infantry using Infantry Fighting Vehicle Mark II, "Pathfinder" (a light reconaissance vehicle) and fighting in forest's and mountains. 9500 men in each brigade.

1 Commando Brigade, extremely well trained and armed specialists. Move by SuperPuma Mark 3A-transport helicopters. 3600 men.

First line fighting troops: 643,500 men.

Infantry and Border Guard units are using SIG SG550-Assault rifle, armoured and mechanized ones FAMAS m2 and Commando Brigade both of them, plus SPAS 12-shotguns. Sniper rifle is FR-F2 and GPMG is Heckler&Koch K21E."

Most of the infantry are securing the occupied are, which includes Tenton, South Karakai and about half of the Karakai, which is under heavy fighting. Basiaclly, almost everything south from there is under our "control", though small pockets of resistance and small guerilla groups are still keeping on the fight.
Armoured and mechanized units are scattered around, most of them near the Karakai though. In there fights also the Commando Brigade, which has cleared the toughest fortress in the city, the Main Police Station and is now moving towards the Imperial Palace. If i got it correctly, Taliosian Airborne troops where also advancing in the city.

This was the situation BEFORE the FT-crap appeared. I ignore all events occured after that.

OOC: we will remain as MT, although afterwards, I will miss you all as my first FTL ship enters the playing field. it seems to be hiding somewhere right now. oh well. anyway, if you had payed attention, the only FT i used was the battlestation, which basicly turtled up as the cosmonaught team approached it, basicly taking it out of the game. everything else was still MT. Even taliosa's sheilds were what the missiles i fired used, i had sold them to him in a different thread. srry. we will remain MT.

MT--> :sniper: :mp5:
:gundge: <-- FT

;)

OOC: we will remain as MT, although afterwards, I will miss you all as my first FTL ship enters the playing field. it seems to be hiding somewhere right now. oh well. anyway, if you had payed attention, the only FT i used was the battlestation, which basicly turtled up as the cosmonaught team approached it, basicly taking it out of the game. everything else was still MT. Even taliosa's sheilds were what the missiles i fired used, i had sold them to him in a different thread. srry. we will remain MT.

MT--> :sniper: :mp5:
:gundge: <-- FT

;)


OOC: Well this is more like it! :D
Hopely Concremo and others hear this too, so that we can keep on the good RP! Atleast I'll do my best to make it so.

IC: The week after the fall of Karakai had been incredibly quiet. Rebels had been crushed just as planned, only Imperail Palace still holding against all efforts of Taliosian task force and Madnestanian artillery. Commando Brigade was called to do the final assault, but it was to be done together with other allied forces in the city.
As armour rolled to positions, starting to give direct fire at the rebel positions and Commandos preparing to repeat what they had done in the Station, Colonel Tamujid smiled in his own Palace, looking over the map. Madnestani flags were all over the NM area, and they were not about to leave it any time soon... Things didn't look bad, not bad at all.

OOC: ok, my ship is out of it also, it gets to orbit, and reports to a taliosa spacestation for repairs.

IC:

- Aboard Mobil Air Command Center -

"Sir, our troops are having trouble taking the Imperial palace back, since we don't want to damage it with the weapons from a Dragonbird."

James wandered over to the radio operator, "How long till the next wave lands?"

"5 minutes sir, but their headed for another North Mack city."

"Redirect the flight to the Captial, I have a feeling who ever is incharge of this operation is hiding there."

"Aye sir."

- Within North Mack captiol city, outside imperial palace -

Hustler looked up slightly, and let off an number of shots at a window in the palace, the ducked down as the machine gunner there swept their fire over his position.

"Can we please put a tank round into that window?" Hulstler yelled over the roar of the gun.

"No! Command dosn't want to damage the palace!" One of his surviving squad mates yelled, "we should be getting reinforcments soon!"

As he said this, the first of the Dragonbirds above began dropping their troops over a cleared DZ next to the city. This was another battalion of drop troops and another 45 tanks. It would more then double their current strength.

The troops, once again, would go in HALO and then make for the front lines. It would still take them 30 minutes or so to get there. And in 30 minutes, alot can happen.

Artillery started mauling the building complex again (OOC: Madnestan doesn't give a shit about architecture in wartime :sniper: ) and teh tank fire went even heavier. This awesome barrage lasted for about 25 minutes, then hundreds of smoke granades launched by mortars landed between rebel's and troopers of the Commando Brigade. "FORWARD!" came from different directions, as captains and lieutenants shouted their simple orders.

Commandos attacked on quite narrow sector, as there was not more than about 3200 men in their brigade, but 7th Infantry DIvision and 1st Border Guard's Brigade moved on both sides. Main task was given to Commandos, they were to enter the main building, the Center Palace, itself while other units were ordered to storm the garden and barracks in side of it. Commandos rushed through the smoke, and advanced easily over the first defenders.
But as soon as rebels somehow recovered from their first shock, started fanatical fighting again. Young police sergeant stabbed 3 commandos before blasted away two 40mm rifle granades, and 16 years old boy, who had made a belt of hand granades exploded himself in the middle of the hall. These desperaet attacks and fatalistic attitude in front of a certain death impressed Madnestanians, whose culture encouraged sucgh deeds, too.

But it also made clear that these men boys were not to surrender, no matter what, and therefore the fighting came more fierce than ever before. Border Guards, for example, captured, lsot and recaptured the Royal Barracks 3 times during half an hour, and their casualties were heavy - almost 50 dead and more than 200 wounded- but it was estimated that nearly 600 rebels got killed during the fight. Still, Commandos Brigade kept on moving, up the stairs in the Great Hall covered by corpses, wading in blood through the second floor towards the Meeting Room, where the what was left from the rebellion great HQ were placed.

BUMP for all those who left this because of the FT, please return so that we can get this going again!

OOC: wait a sec. Taliosa, wernet u on the gov't side? cuz your shooting at the palace, which isnt occupied by rebels. its stil gov't forces. if im wrong and you are on the rebel side, sorry for the interuption.

OOC: wait a sec. Taliosa, wernet u on the gov't side? cuz your shooting at the palace, which isnt occupied by rebels. its stil gov't forces. if im wrong and you are on the rebel side, sorry for the interuption.

OOC: Wattaaaah.....? Umm, that makes my prewious post's quite useless.. Dammit! I somehow thought that the Palace was the HQ of those rebels..
As you see if read my post, I'm kinda storming it right now. :D Bloody hell!

OOC: if the Imperial Palace is the Rebel HQ, then North Mack has some serious problems! :D

OOC: I somehow thought it was taken by that scum :p .
I obviously underestimated your troops. But, ummmm, what about my post's then? Do we pretend it was some other building complex, OR are you willing to admit that your guys actually lost the control of the Palace? ;)

OOC: how about the rebels have taken about half of the palace, but then the Imperial Guards managed to stop them from taking the Emperors Bedroom, the Main Palace hall, and the War room (all interior rooms, and all connected)

OOC: Thats about what I thought happened... I'll post to that effect.

IC:

- Inside North Mack capitol city, Imperial palace -

Hustler charged into the palace right behind a couple other guys, there was gun fire from deeper within the biulding. Moving through the palace was quite easy, very few rebel troops were present. Their first prioraty was the war room, it also was relativly easy to find. There were a number of rebels there firing into the room, maybe someone else had gotten there first.

Hustler lined up his rifle and put a few rounds into the closest as his squadmates took out the others. it was all over quickly. He crept around the corner, as he jumped around the side, he was face to face with an Imperial gaurd of North Mack.

"Ah!" Hustler said, jumping and pointing his gun away, and the Gaurd did the same, "Corpral Hustler, Taliosa, 5 Paradrop infintry."

- Aboard Mobial Air Command -

"Sir, our forces have hooked up with the Imperial Gaurd within the Royal Palace," Said a random radio operator.

"Very good," James said, "Next prioraty is to capture the airfeild in the city."

Captain Atagan threw his last granade at the last room in where were the last rebels in the Palace. It exploded, and 3 of his men jumped in, immediately slaughtering five wounded rebels. Silence came. Men looked suspiciously around, and listened carefully, but the fact was obvious; the Palace was secured. Captain moved across the bodies, to the next door, ready to fire if any hostile face would appear. What he saw, behind the barricade made by expencive antique furnitures and dead men, was 2 soldiers, Taliosian paratrooper and a NM soldier wearing an uniform of the Royal Household Guard. "Nice to meet you gentlemen. I can see you have estimated the situation safe enough to show out, after we handled those rebels you were in deep shit with", he said smiling (--> :D ). "I persume that the airfiled is next, right? Are you going to do something for that, or are my boys supposed to take care for that, too?"

OOC: BTW, here's a map of some sort. I made it with Smobaria, and he insists that I post it to everywhere possible, as he used hours to get it right :D . It includes the NM, too, so it can be helpful. And even if not, atleast it is worth looking :) . http://img87.echo.cx/img87/5932/map47ps.jpg

- Within the North Mack Imperial Palace -

Hustler looked up, as the Madnestan troopers entered. He spoke in his native language, Hustler wasn't fermilier with it, so he looked at his squad mate, who was a well known language buff.

"He wants to know if the Air field is next," the squad mate said with a snicker.

"How long has he been in this palace?" Hustler asked, smiling.

"Want me to ask?"

"Better not," Hustler shook his head before going on, "Tell him that most of the 4th Paradrop troops and the 5th paradrop guys are already fighting for it. Also tell him that we'd prefer to have them not involved, considering what they did to the palace, we'd end up with a smoking hole in the ground."

The squad mate nodded and relayed the message to the Madnestan in their language.

- Aboard Mobile Air Command -

"Sir, the 4th and 5th paradrop have begun the attack on the air feild. The rebles are already weakened, trying to defend the palace, and are collapsing easily," said yet another Radio operator. Every time James went up in these things he was surprised how many radio operators there were.

"Good, is the 2nd Armored still in a holding patteren?" James asked

"Yes sir, their a good 20-30 minutes away."

"Call them in, and have DB 1 and 2 blow the hell out of anything that could do so much as scratch the paint on my Dragonbirds as they come in to land. I don't want to lose another Bird."

"Aye sir."

"Damnit!" shouted Aleksei, "How are we supposed to win this war while we're outnumbered?"
His adviser replied, "We cannot win with such a stratagy..."
"Damn right!" Aleksei retorted, exceptionally angry, "Send in more troops, I want ten times the number in there now! And start a conventional bombing campaign of Eastton, I want it to be ours within the week; send in some Spetsnalya naznachenia aswell!"
The advisor went of to arrange it all.

"Damnit!" shouted Aleksei, "How are we supposed to win this war while we're outnumbered?"
His adviser replied, "We cannot win with such a stratagy..."
"Damn right!" Aleksei retorted, exceptionally angry, "Send in more troops, I want ten times the number in there now! And start a conventional bombing campaign of Eastton, I want it to be ours within the week; send in some Spetsnalya naznachenia aswell!"
The advisor went of to arrange it all.

OOC: You're on the side of rebels, right? If so, how have you planned to move your troops to the area? I really must disagree if you're claiming that they move through Xtesee or Forest Bread Elves. Atleast they need to be asked.

IC: "I'm not in position to do such desicions, dear collegue. Im just a captain", Ataga responded. "But Im certainly ready to let you guys handle the arifield, as i ahve lost nearly a quarter of my men. So please excuse me now, I'll have to take care of those who I still have. Good day, and have fun with the rest of the rebels." He saluted, turned around and walked back to his men, delivering a bullet in to a wounded rebel lying on the floor in pain.

Lt.General Ogur looked, once again, the map of the Karakai. "Certainly, we have done our part in this war" he said to himself. He grabbed the headphone of the radio, and gave a simple order to his commanders: "You have done enough. Tell your men to stop, and let those Taliosians take care of the rest. Over."

This said, fighting in the southern sector of Karakai halted as Madnestians stopped, at last. Four moths (OOC: or something....) of constant fighting had bringed them this far, but at last it was a time for rest. Not for the artillerymen though, who kept on the barrage against the remnants of the rebel postions around the airfield.

- Karakai airport -

The fighting quickly swept over the airfeild, Taliosa Paradrop troops continued to fight on the outskirts of the airfield, supported by remaining paradrop tanks as the first of the Dragonbird transports came in. The runway was just barly long enough to handle the gigantic transports. The first few carried heavy troops to reinforce the airfeild, then came the base set up stuff.

The first job of the base set up guys was to prepare a second airfeild a good distance away from this one, as not to interfer with local air traffic. The 10 large vehicals took off to find a nice safe place to set up.

James' Dragonbird came down once the new airfield was set up. The transport dragonbirds then began transporting huge amounts of troops, tanks and supplies to North Mack.

This is when the Taliosain mastery of air power was shown. At any one time over 15 of the huge Dragonbird aircraft were in the pattern to land at the new airfield. Along with another 5 wanting to take off.

"Now, the war starts," James muttered as he watched the 9th infintry file off a Dragonbird.

OOC: sry ppl... i was on a vacation, ill post some more now.
Also OOC: SO, Karakai is the capital of NM?
IC: Fred watched as 500 tanks, attached to them quite large parachutes, dropped to the grond from 4 transport planes. They landed just out side the Commandian camp.
"Sir!" Yelled a soldier to Fred. "We have news that the rbels have stormed most of the palace!"
"Holy s#!T!" Yelled Fred back, "It seems lilke we've got to stop them then."
Right after he said the last word, He and some other troopswere forced into cover by rebel snipers. Fred then ran to the main tent, and told federal security technician thhere to wire a telegram to the presiminister. It went as follows:
To:Honorable presiminister David Cerama
From: Comandian military outpost
Mr. Presiminister, the rebels have invaded the palace, and armies from other nations have entered too. The Commandian mlitary is awaiting your orders.
The reply was short and simple:
What are you waiting for?
WIthout further ado, 125 men and 10 tanks started to move towards the emperors palace, all the while fighting off rebel resistance. Fred reloaded his AK and ran over the body of a dead rebel. Straight ahead was the entrance to the emperors door. But there was one thing blocked their path: a 20 foot tall barricade (Which wasn't really a problem because the tanks just blew through it). 120 men and 10 tanks entere the palace. The other five, let's just say they wouldnt come home. Alive.

OOC: Commandia, PLEASE! We JUST posted how we took it over and SECURED the palace. PLEASE, oh PLEASE read the prewious post's before telling what your guys are doing!
:headbang:

http://img87.echo.cx/img87/5932/map47ps.jpg

OOC: your img doesn't work

OOC: Weird... works with me. Others, is it working with ya?

OOC: it's working for me...

OOC: it's working for me...

OOC: And looks awesome, doesn't it? :D

OOC: srry. now it works 4 me. pretty cool too. your military outpost is almost larger then my nation :D

OOC: srry. now it works 4 me. pretty cool too. your military outpost is almost larger then my nation :D

OOC: Hehe, just remember that this map is based on YOUR map, and in that Madnestan and NM looked like Belgium and France or something :D .

OOC: i hope im not france, id get wiped out everytime there is a war... :(

OOC: i hope im not france, id get wiped out everytime there is a war... :(

OOC: Seems like you didn't actually catch my point here.. ;) '
I meant that you draw my country to be so much bigger than your's, almost like Belgium compared to France or something like that. No historical symbolism hidden in there :) .

OOC: good. anyway, the rebellion is dead except in karakai pretty much, and some hidden bases throughout NM

OOC: sry ppl... i was on a vacation, ill post some more now.
Also OOC: SO, Karakai is the capital of NM?
IC: Fred watched as 500 tanks, attached to them quite large parachutes, dropped to the grond from 4 transport planes. They landed just out side the Commandian camp.
"Sir!" Yelled a soldier to Fred. "We have news that the rbels have stormed most of the palace!"
"Holy s#!T!" Yelled Fred back, "It seems lilke we've got to stop them then."
Right after he said the last word, He and some other troopswere forced into cover by rebel snipers. Fred then ran to the main tent, and told federal security technician thhere to wire a telegram to the presiminister. It went as follows:
To:Honorable presiminister David Cerama
From: Comandian military outpost
Mr. Presiminister, the rebels have invaded the palace, and armies from other nations have entered too. The Commandian mlitary is awaiting your orders.
The reply was short and simple:
What are you waiting for?
WIthout further ado, 125 men and 10 tanks started to move towards the emperors palace, all the while fighting off rebel resistance. Fred reloaded his AK and ran over the body of a dead rebel. Straight ahead was the entrance to the emperors door. But there was one thing blocked their path: a 20 foot tall barricade (Which wasn't really a problem because the tanks just blew through it). 120 men and 10 tanks entere the palace. The other five, let's just say they wouldnt come home. Alive.


OOC: Expect this one, though im quite very uncertain if he is able to do as he says he will...

OOC: Commandia, PLEASE! We JUST posted how we took it over and SECURED the palace. PLEASE, oh PLEASE read the prewious post's before telling what your guys are doing!
:headbang:
OOC: Well then, it seems you are right. i will continue, and withdraw my troops following your statement. (Murmer: DAMN IT!)
IC:Fred, 110 men, and 10 tanks were assembeled inside the palace.It was quiet... too quiet. Just then, Tanker Nick Long yelled out:
"I've spotted a man!"
110 guns cocked, 10 tanks moved to stragetic positions. After a while, it was obvious the man was an imperial guard of the palace. 110 sighs were heard, and 10 tanks moved back to normal positions. Fred walked up to the man. He said,
"Imperial guard Oliver Lergun. And you are...?"
"Special Ops Paradrop unit Fred Vesly, And behind me are division Alpha. Any news to report? need help? anything?"
"The palace has been secured, you may withdraw your units."
"Thank you for the information. The emperor is safe then?"
"Yes, that is true."
"Ok then. My men and i will be leaving now."
Fred told division Alpha the news, and 110 happy men, and 10 tanks rode happily out of the palace, only to be stopped by some rebels.
"Uh Oh." Was heard from the rebellion. The Division didnt even have to fight them, because Commandian snipers from the base camp did the job. 120 men, including the tanks, were back at the camp, mourning over the lost ones.
"This is one big war." Thought Fred as jumped into his cot. "I hope it ends soon"

OOC: I still strongly recommend that you actually READ what has been said. About the silence in the palace, as it has been secured. And the conversation about the next target;

"Captain Atagan threw his last granade at the last room in where were the last rebels in the Palace. It exploded, and 3 of his men jumped in, immediately slaughtering five wounded rebels. "

and

"- Aboard Mobial Air Command -

"Sir, our forces have hooked up with the Imperial Gaurd within the Royal Palace," Said a random radio operator.
"Very good," James said, "Next prioraty is to capture the airfeild in the city.""

No offence, but it could really help-so we could avoid all these OOC:s :) .

OOC: I still strongly recommend that you actually READ what has been said. About the silence in the palace, as it has been secured. And the conversation about the next target;

"Captain Atagan threw his last granade at the last room in where were the last rebels in the Palace. It exploded, and 3 of his men jumped in, immediately slaughtering five wounded rebels. "

and

"- Aboard Mobial Air Command -

"Sir, our forces have hooked up with the Imperial Gaurd within the Royal Palace," Said a random radio operator.
"Very good," James said, "Next prioraty is to capture the airfeild in the city.""

No offence, but it could really help-so we could avoid all these OOC:s :) .
OOC: Im assuming that Captain Atagan's position is far from the main hallway. Even if it wasnt, an explsoion would be muffled by the walls, and could be mistaken for an outside noise. And BTW, you're right. we really need more ICs.

Men of the Commando Brigade, 7th Infantry DIvision and 1st Border Guard's Brigade sat all around the Palace's garden and in the street in front of it. Some were "checking" (robbing) apartments in case there were still rebes (food) in there somewhere. Captain Atagan was in the garden also, surrounded by his men. The athmosphere was good, men were happy because of the message just brought to them. Master had just announced that the Madnestanian military had done enough for her neighbour, and that the advance was to be halted.
Atagan wasn't that happy, though. He had lost many men. Far too many.
He took a huge swig of whiskey, and started to clean his gun.
Men around him started to laugh, they had found few female "rebels" and were having some fun with those. Their captain didn't pay much attention to that, and actually, very few officers did so during those days after the Battle of the Palace. While Commandians and Taliosians still fought near the airfield, Madnestis were on vacation in the ruined city. This was allowed by the officers, who knew what their men had went through. They also knew, unlike the men, that their Master had further plans. More job was reserved for the Madnestan military.

Lt.General Ogur was drunk. Like most of Madnestian men, he was used to take some serious amounts of liquir in every possible situation, especially when celebtrating something, but in this special case, he had taken quite a lot more than usually. He was in sucha happy mood, and facing sucha pile of bottles (his adjutant had found a almost untouched baar)
that he decided to call for some foreign help to "get the job done".

His adjutant obeyed, and took contact with Taliosians, Commandians and North Mack loyalists. The message was to thei highest commanders. He said, with these words, to alll of them; "Our General asks you to come and drink your brains our. he says that you must have some youngsters to take your place while you relax a bit. He also announces that if no one comes to share his whiskey, he'll order his artillery to maul the airfield as hard as humanly possible. Please hurry with your answer, he can actually do as he threats!"

- In side tempory ground control room -

"Sir message from the Madnestan commander, he is asking you to come share some wisky with him," Said one of the only Radio operators that had the hightech radio stuff set up.

"Well, normaly I would say yes but we're in the middle of a war.." James said, lowering an eyebrow at the radio guy.

"He also say's he'll maul, yes, that is his exact word, the air field... knowing their artilary, it's within their capability."

"Uhhh" James said

"Go ahead sir, you've been in the air 20 hours of the day for the past couple months, we'll hold our own untill then."

"Is my personal aircraft here?" James said, turning to his orderly.

"Yes sir, it was unpacked on supply flight 042, just like you said," the orderly responded.

"I'm going to need a fuel truck and an openning in the pattern about 20 minutes for now," James said, and the orderly ran off, he then turned to the radio operator, "Tell them I'm on my way, and have them open a helipad or something."

- Aboard the HF-84, callsign Gannon -

The HF-84 was a very special aircraft, it had VTOL capabilities (vertical takeoff landings), was 94% steath and could carry a wide array of weapons. From the Vulcan cannon used on the A-10, to small nuclear bombs. In total 65 were made, 64 made up the 18th Air Wing, other wise known as the Hell birds, and the last one was James' personal aircraft.

It was a single seater, could reach Mach 1.8, using Supercruise, first used in the F/A-22. It could be fitted with 1 stage of afterburners, but that increaced it's radar return.

James had the aircraft just above 400 feet from the deck, which is really low, and was flying at Mach 1.2. He could see the sonic boom stretch over the ground behind him, it rippled through the trees and even snapped a couple in half behind him. He wouldn't do this normaly, but it was to much of a danger to fly much higher or much slower.

At this speed he quickly got to the helipad designated for him. He roared over the area of the growing party, alowing the sonic boom to break the glasses of the people down there, and blow out windows of near by cars.

He then made a long sweeping turn over the area again, slowing down enough for people to get a good look at his aircraft, which he loved to show off.

Landing was easy, controls reverted to that of a helicopter, throttle becoming the collective and such, and set the plane down gently on the helipad, kicking up dust all around.

Once he was out of the aircraft, he closed the cockpit and pressed a button on his keys. The plane locked and beeped twice.

James was a light drinker, so he told himself he would only have one drink, mainly because he had to fly back also.

OOC: please don't make him drink alot.. just one... total.. ty

"MY FRIEND FROM THE MIGHty-burp- who took my bottle...I'll SHOOT the thief! ...of here it is, marvellous..." Lt.General Ogur had serious consentrational difficulties as he crossed the distance, about 10 meters, from his car to the private plane of Taliosian commander. He managed to lock his eyes at the figure of human beeeing in front of him, and moved towards that, making some extra steps from sides, to keep himself in balance. "Who are you, and what are you doing here? Have you came to stole my -burp- army? I have one, you see, its right over there..." he pointed a dead rebel, lying nereby. "That doesn't actually look like a Madnesian knight of honor and defender of civlizationalism.. nationalism.. Ismin! Oh there you have a gorgeous woman! She's my wife, you see." Suddenly, he grabbed his service pistol and fired like a maniac, propably trying to hit the dead rebel but without succes. "TRAITOR!" He screamed, and fell down to his knees.

Meanwhile James,
quite shocked of what he had seen, had moved back towards his plane. But then he saw something that captured his attention - a full bottle of his favourite wine! It was at the back of Ogur's pick-up truck, which he had "seized for military purposes during classified mission", as he explained it to the scared North Mack's taxi driver in front of the Palace.
James stood still few seconds, his eyes switching between the obviously mad Madnesti and the expencive, tasty-looking high-quality wine. "Well, few swigs can't make much harm, can they?" he figured, and walked at the vehicle, took the bottle, opened it and tasted. "AHHH!" was all he was able to say. Ogur had finally got up to his feet again, and moved, flickering, to James.
"I know you! You are a general, too! Let's take something to refresh our memories" he said "...as I can't still remember who exactly are you? Northty? Commandiidodaadoduubarrrhlglugluglug-" James could only watch amazed as the short, though muscular, Madnesti emptied the whole bottle of tequila in his hand. "Holy Cannon..." he said (looking like this: :eek: ), and felt how the wine flew in his veins, and warmed his stomach. Suddenly, a primitive instinct took over him. It was the caveman's will to show to the women of the tribe that he was stronger man than his competitor, able to drink him under the table (or stone, if still using the caveman-metaphor). The feeling came all in the sudden, but he immediately accepted it. It was hard to explain it afterwards, but in that moment he didn’t even give it a second thought.
He know that the mission was hard, propably impossible, but he was a soldier, and it was his duty to do his best no matter what. He grabbed another bottle, only vodka this time. "Dear collegue, I'm a Taliosian officer! I will never want to let anyone say that Taliosian officer was too afraid to accept a challenge!" Ogur, who was more drunk than ever in his life, was still able to completely understand what the man in front of him was meaning. This was a matter of principle now. He took as stable expression as currently possible, grabbed another bottle, opened it and answered shortly. "Understood, madam!"

Seeing the look at the face of the Madnesti, James sighed. He wouldn't certainly be able to fly back after this battle. They started what would become known as the Battle of the Drunken Warlords.

OOC: please don't make him drink alot.. just one... total.. ty

OOC: Woops! :rolleyes:

Emperor Ryler III looked at the wreck that had been the Imperial Palace, the greatest architectural feat in North Mack. What had once been a majestic building was now smoking, rubble everywhere, with dead rebels around every corner. Nothing worked anymore.
"My lord, I have a message from General Jackson!"
well, the mail still worked.
"Well, dont just stand there, what's the message?"
The messenger was pale, and sweating. he had obviously just done a lot of running. "There has been Increased activity on the Northern Border!"
"Rebels?"
"No sir. General Jackson reports unidentified troops crossing the border. They have set up a base camp."
"Forest Bread Elves? No, Jackson would recognize their uniforms, not to mention the pointy ears are hard to miss."
"Yes, my lord. The General awaits your orders."
"I wnat every plane we have left over that camp. I want to know whose troops those are. Tell Jackson to Surround the camp. If they are hostile forces, he may engage at any time."
"Yes, my lord." The messenger ran out of the room. Ryler sighed. First rebels, now this. bad luck.

- Tempory command post, Taliosa prefab air base 1, callsign TNAF 1 -

"Looks like we've got some unidents moving up in the north," Said one radio operator. The temp commander walked over to him.

"Have Dragonbird 1 moniter, if they show hostail intent, blow 'em to hell."

- Drink party -

James took a sip of his wine, the Madnestan commander was really drunk. I mean, near the level that would cause alchohal poising, it was surprising the guy was still alive, much less reacting to stimuli.

James disided simply to try and avoid the drunkest of the people here, which happened to be most of them, and struck up a good conversation with a, not so drunk, girl.

Fred woke up in his cot to find it empty. He went outside, and saw all the mean moving towards the transport planes.
Fred asked Lt. Richard Johnson what was happening.
"Sir, what's going on?"
"We have order the capture the Karakai airfield."
"With all due respect sir, ARE YOU MAD? YOU'RE GONNA PARADROP US IN?"
"Well, yes. Our f-15s are being restocked, and backup is being sent."
"um.. ok then."
As the Leiutenant walked into the transport, a messenger came.
"Sir!" he said, "We have unidentified forces coming in from the north boder of North Mack! Any ideas on our futher actions?"
"Hmm." pondered Richard. He had never given orders to a whole force before, "Keep us going to the airfield. Call back-up if they turn out to be hostiles."
"Yes sir. And also, sir, we have a telegram from the leader of the Madnesti. He says that if you don't come to their celebration of victory, his use his artillery to MAUL the airfield!"
"My orders were to take me and these men to the airfield. IS THAT CLEAR!?"
"Um, yes sir!right away sir!"
4 planes and 20 F-15s then started their short flight to the airfield.

Jacob Dresham walked up the 5th flight of stairs to the top of the tower. he dropped the metal case he was carrying and assembled his rifle. He leaned down and looked through the scope, sighting on the palace window. He smiled. one thing the rebellion had done was force all troops to be on active duty. almost no guards in the destroyed palace. As he loaded the rifle and checked his aim, he thought to himself,
now we play the waiting game...

wow. the first bump in 17 pages.

OOC: I really don't know what to post here... kinda played myself out from this.
My guys aren't to move any further north, so those unidentified invanders from there are beyond my range, and as Taliosa went all boring witht the promising drinking generals- character RP, I have nothing to say really.

Ryler III was looking at a map on his desk. the rebellion was down, at least for now, and the troops to the north were being held back. He walked to the window to look out over Karakai.
"Ruins, the city is in ruins, just like the Empire. It will take a long time to revover from thi-" his words were cut short as a slug, fired from a rifle in a tower ripped through Emperor Ryler III's skull. He was instantly killed.

"What the hell! Where did that come from?! Take General to APC. Ebnir, take 5th platoon and secure those buildings! 2nd, take cover and FFS stop shooting before you know where to aim! You over there, follow me!" The man who took over the shocked crowd of surprised soldiers lying on the Palace garden and turned it over a working unit, was Captain Atagai, the conqueror of the Police Station and Palace, decorated hero and the leader of the 1st Company of Commando Brigade. Lt.General Ogur was lying on the field, surrounded by other fallen officers. They had drunk like madmen, but Atagai had kept himself somewhat clear, taking ony lightly.

He was now responsible of his General and the men around him, and knew that he had to take down the sniper, who had fired towards the Palace. He rose up and ran from tree to tree, leading his men towards the building where the shot had came. He didnt hear what the North Mack Guards yelled behind him, running out from the Palace and firing blindy over Madnesians.

David Cerama looked through his spy camera on the palace to see how things were going on. 6 bodyguards and 3 federal security technicians were standing around him.
"You There!" he barked to a technician, "Switch to the war room."
From his camera in the war room, David saw the emperor watching over a map. Then, quite suddenly, the emperor dropped to the floor.
"What the-..." he said, "You! rewind it....there! stop and replay that part. (when the emperor fell)."
It replayed, then David said, "Switch the camera to top view."
The camera was now at a bird's eye view of the emperors room, and in the nmiddle lay emperor yYler II, his head in blood.
"I want that scene checked for bugs. make sure the camera is returned. i want to check that camera."
3 hours later...
"That scene is authentic, Mr. Presiminister."
"Hmm... This camera is bug-free... That means..."
"The emperor is dead, Mr.Presiminister."
"No! That can't be. but... it is... damn! Tell my troops to leave half of the forces at the airfield, and... wait a minute! Bring me a map of Karakai! NOW!"
"Yes Mr Presiminister."
David looked at the map of Karakai, and it was jusst as he thought. Some distance away from to palace was a large tower, the perfect sniping position.
"Hmm.. Send the other half to block off the tower, and have it searched. I want snipers for long distance support. and also have some snipers to the airfield. We could use that. And also. If there is nothing in the tower. move on t"
"And the unidentified forces in the North, sir?"
"Hmm. Leave them be."
At the airfield...
Fred heard the news from his general. he would be going to the tower. The emperor was dead. The tower was to be searched. The palace was to be searched. The airfield was to be secured.
"Oh no." Thought Fred.
"Oh no." Thought 499 more men.

An army waited outside the ruins of Eastton, and on a single command moved in. The civilians had been alerted to this, but many had unfortunately decided to stay in their homes. Their funeral. The Krendian military slowly tightend it's grasp on the city.