The Canadian Tundra
07-06-2005, 22:30
OOC: Just got this nation reactivated, and since I need a reason for a long absence, here it is..
IC:
Emperor Jakus Verian stared out from the side of the Knight gunship as it thundered above the battlefields in and around Olan city, capital of the Iragian Republic. Thousands of ruined Arctic Wolf and Freedom tanks scattered, there blackened, twisted hulls serving as tombs for the thousands who died in them. Amongst the tanks, and in even greater numbers, were thousands of LAV-6s and LAV-5s of all types, the light armoured vehicles that had ferried the Imperial and Republic legions into battle.
Amongst the armour were tens of thousands of ruined heavy weapons, howitzers, MLRSs, air defence systems, humvees, Arctic Coyotes. As the Knight continued further they passed over more of the ruined landscape, they passed over burned out towns, villages, and entire cities that had been destroyed in the fighting or annihalated with nuclear weapons.
As they approached Olan itself they passed over the pyres, there were thousands of these as well, burning away the bodies of the hundreds of thousands of troops that had died in the fighting.
Finally they arrived at the encampments on the outskirts of Olan, once a vast capital, now smouldering debris. The encampments were home to the 2nd, 3rd, and fifth Imperial Armies. Anchored in the water just off the coast were thirty carrier battlegroups, comprising six fleets.
The Knight landed, and the Emperor stepped out. The armies had already been assembled, and were standing in a vast formation of blocks, organized by battalions of infantry, armour, artillery, and the other specialist units that made up the Tundric army.
The emperor walked up a platform that had been erected, with Imperial flags all around, and the Emperor dressed in ceremonial clothing of flowing robes and steel armour engraved with the leaf and sword covered in ice.
The stepped up to the platform and spoke, "Soldiers of the Empire, for many years we have warred with those who would seek to destroy our way of life, seek to tear down this glorious empire that we have forged together. Now that enemy is gone, the Republican armies that once stood for everything this nation has fought against are no more. Crushed beneath our might, only a single fortress of corruption, lies, and deceit remains - " the emperor says, turning to point at an island that can be see in the distance, in the air above, three bright points with white trails can be seen descending from the sky. They continue their descent, before erupting into three mushroom clouds that seem to combine into one.
"- Victory is ours! Together, we have fought for these many years, together we have achieved victory, and together, we shall continue our conquest in the name of the empire! The destiny of the north is ours to forge, let us make it a glorious one!" the emperor yelled as the troops roared and cheered, within seconds the hundreds of thousands of troops were firing off every weapon they had, thousands of tank cannons and howitzers went off as fireworks and missiles erupted from the armada sitting just off the coast, in the air, hundreds of fighter squadrons and helicopter battalions roared by, the fighters splitting off into smaller formations and carrying aeriel acrobatics.
OOC: Quick history lesson, for the past twenty years civil war has raged across the Tundra, the breakaway nations of Castamere and Iragia, who were allies, and eventually members of the Tundric Republic, have been brought back into the fold, and it is now the Empire of the Canadian Tundra under Emperor Jakus Verian. The military, while exhausted from years of combat, has learned many lessons and has vast amounts of experience to draw upon, the military is also excessively large, given the war, though now that peace has returned, some army formations and navy fleets will start being demobilized and will form the core of a new reserve force.
IC:
Emperor Jakus Verian stared out from the side of the Knight gunship as it thundered above the battlefields in and around Olan city, capital of the Iragian Republic. Thousands of ruined Arctic Wolf and Freedom tanks scattered, there blackened, twisted hulls serving as tombs for the thousands who died in them. Amongst the tanks, and in even greater numbers, were thousands of LAV-6s and LAV-5s of all types, the light armoured vehicles that had ferried the Imperial and Republic legions into battle.
Amongst the armour were tens of thousands of ruined heavy weapons, howitzers, MLRSs, air defence systems, humvees, Arctic Coyotes. As the Knight continued further they passed over more of the ruined landscape, they passed over burned out towns, villages, and entire cities that had been destroyed in the fighting or annihalated with nuclear weapons.
As they approached Olan itself they passed over the pyres, there were thousands of these as well, burning away the bodies of the hundreds of thousands of troops that had died in the fighting.
Finally they arrived at the encampments on the outskirts of Olan, once a vast capital, now smouldering debris. The encampments were home to the 2nd, 3rd, and fifth Imperial Armies. Anchored in the water just off the coast were thirty carrier battlegroups, comprising six fleets.
The Knight landed, and the Emperor stepped out. The armies had already been assembled, and were standing in a vast formation of blocks, organized by battalions of infantry, armour, artillery, and the other specialist units that made up the Tundric army.
The emperor walked up a platform that had been erected, with Imperial flags all around, and the Emperor dressed in ceremonial clothing of flowing robes and steel armour engraved with the leaf and sword covered in ice.
The stepped up to the platform and spoke, "Soldiers of the Empire, for many years we have warred with those who would seek to destroy our way of life, seek to tear down this glorious empire that we have forged together. Now that enemy is gone, the Republican armies that once stood for everything this nation has fought against are no more. Crushed beneath our might, only a single fortress of corruption, lies, and deceit remains - " the emperor says, turning to point at an island that can be see in the distance, in the air above, three bright points with white trails can be seen descending from the sky. They continue their descent, before erupting into three mushroom clouds that seem to combine into one.
"- Victory is ours! Together, we have fought for these many years, together we have achieved victory, and together, we shall continue our conquest in the name of the empire! The destiny of the north is ours to forge, let us make it a glorious one!" the emperor yelled as the troops roared and cheered, within seconds the hundreds of thousands of troops were firing off every weapon they had, thousands of tank cannons and howitzers went off as fireworks and missiles erupted from the armada sitting just off the coast, in the air, hundreds of fighter squadrons and helicopter battalions roared by, the fighters splitting off into smaller formations and carrying aeriel acrobatics.
OOC: Quick history lesson, for the past twenty years civil war has raged across the Tundra, the breakaway nations of Castamere and Iragia, who were allies, and eventually members of the Tundric Republic, have been brought back into the fold, and it is now the Empire of the Canadian Tundra under Emperor Jakus Verian. The military, while exhausted from years of combat, has learned many lessons and has vast amounts of experience to draw upon, the military is also excessively large, given the war, though now that peace has returned, some army formations and navy fleets will start being demobilized and will form the core of a new reserve force.