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((OOC: Hey everyone I am back! The reasons for my long absence are too long and personal to mention, so moving on…. This RP takes place roughly four years after the last one, and because the guy RPing the Khuduk rebels is gone I am just gonna say that I quelled the movement))

IC: Marie II, Der Kaiserin to the Germans La Reina to the Spanish, now eighteen years old sat upon her Golden Throne in the throne room of the Golden Palace in Ausvielles, a palace town that rivaled Versailles in splendor and glory. And at the moment she was bored out of her wits listening to some Republicans, Again!

“And so in conclusion Your Most Catholic Majesty, a more modern Constitutional Monarchy would be most beneficial to Kanarra” finished the lead Republican with a bow. “What do you say Your Highness?” said the second.

Marie smiled thinly, nowadays the only pleasure she got from ruling was rubbing her God-given right to rule in the faces of the Republicans. She rose slowly “I say…Nien”. The Republicans looked at each other “But your majesty…” But the Kaiserin cut them off “Ritter (Knight) Rustoff please remove these Republican swine from my court” she said coldly. Rustoff, the brave hero who crushed the rebellion in Mizrabad in one week, now Captain of Marie’s Imperial Household Guard Dragoons stepped forward, sending the Republicans scurrying like rats.

Rustoff returned to his previous position and Marie sat back down a hand to her forehead “Ugh by all the saints I despise dealing with those…. Ugh!” Rustoff voiced his agreement “I concur Majesty, those atheist Republicans are a pain to deal with… You should consider allowing the Archbishop to take them before the Inquisitional Court”

MEANWHILE

“Darn that woman!” yelled Republican leader Andrew Katz “She stands in the way of progress for Kanarra!” “Andrew calm down” said a senior leader “We will amend the proposed constitution until she accepts it”. Another leader stood up “She will never accept it old man! We must modernize Kanarra by force! That is the only way!” The old leader glared “Now wait just a minute” but before he say anything a young woman walks in and positions herself next to Andrew.

Every young man in the room seems to fail to breathe as they speak “Ember…” at the young woman’s passing. Now Ember was not the young woman’s real name it was Margaret, but everyone called her Ember, because of her flame hair. “Andy” she said “The young ones are right, the only way now is revolution” the old man buried his face with his hands, Ember and Andrew had been friends since the Kanarren equivalent of Pre-K, he never did anything contrary to her.

“You heard Ember everyone, move out!” shouted Andrew, and everyone did.


ONE WEEK LATER


Ausvielles

Marie was holding court as usual when a man, ragged and battered ran towards her, but even before he could get close two halberds crossed in front of him, blocking the way. “Your Majesty!” he yelled “Your Majesty! You must listen to me!” Marie, her natural curiosity piqued, waved a hand “Tell me what you want” she said.

“Revolt in the streets of Kurzin!” he gasped “Open revolt! A mob proclaiming a Republic has taken to the streets of Kurzin and has declared its intention to hold the city hostage unless Your Majesty allows a Republic to form!” Marie had turned white and now color returning rose from her throne. “Rustoff!” she yelled “Rustoff!!!” out the shadows came Joseph Rustoff. “How may I serve Mien Kaiserin?”

Marie took sword and touched each of Rustoff’s shoulders as she spoke these words: “Ritter Rustoff by the power vested in me by God I here by make you emergency military dictator of Kanarra” she puts the sword down and gives Rustoff a baton “Let all who see this baton know that you have the full power of the Royal family behind you”

Rustoff rises and thumps his chest “Mien Kaiserin I am but a simple man, but if it is the Will of God that I take this baton, then so be it. I swear in the presence of this court and before God that I will not rest until this rebellion is vanquished!” Marie smiles “Then go forth”

Kurzin

Andrew banged his gavel for silence “Order! Order! Listen I know that you are all worried about the appointment of Rustoff as dictator and the probably imminent arrival of his veteran troops but hear me people! Our cause is just! And Justice will always prevail over tyranny! We cannot lose!” the people began to quiet down. “I agree with Andrew” said Ember “And I propose a transmission be sent to the International Community for support!” “I second!” said one man “I third the motion!” said another. Andrew banged his gavel “Then the motion passes! Ember please send a transmission”

Ausvielles

“Mien Kaiserin the rebels are transmitting a message on International frequencies”. “Then send of our own to counter it”. “Yes Mien Kaiserin!”




Transmission of the Republic of Kanarra

“People of the world for too long have we been oppressed by the teenage Hapsburg on the throne of our nation! So we here have hereby declare a Republic from within the capital of Kurzin. We ask the International community to recognize our just government and to support our cause against the military forces of the Monarchy”


Transmission of Queendom of Kanarra


“People of the world do not believe the words of the vile so called ‘Republic of Kanarra’! They are rebels against their rightful government and have used military force to seize the national capital of Kurzin. Because of the situation at hand I have allowed my most trusted general complete power until the crises has abated, however in the interest of just making sure I ask the international community to aid me”

(OOC: MT?)
Incoming Message....

From: The office of The Grand Duke, van Luxemburg
To: The Queendom of Kanarra
Subject: The City of Kurzin.

Gutentag, or do I have to say Buenos Dias?
we have followed the events unfolding in your nation with great interest, and we think that now is the Time to lend the Helping hand to the Queendom of Kanarra. Kanarra deserves democratic rights, but forcing them into a country is not the right way to do it. we condemn the actions taken by the Republicans in the city of Kurzin, and we offer our help in the form of forces of the 50th Special Forces division, consisting of 1,000 of the most well-trained men in Van Luxemburg. we will also send 100 Leclerc MBT's, and other things we might need to aid you in your battle against The Republicans. we will however want to wait with an attack, and try to solve the problem by Diplomacy and Power-projection. this is altough only done when you accept it. I hereby thank you for reading this.

Au Revoir

The Grand Duke of Van Luxemburg,
Koen van Luxemburg.

((OOC: Yep))


Grand Duke van Luxemburg,


Thank you for your kind offer of assitance Grand Duke, I am most grateful. If you think it would be better to try solve the problem peacefully then by all means please try.

Signed,

Marie II,
By the Grace of God
Kaiserin of Kanarra

(OOC: OK)
From: The Office of the Grand Duke, van Luxemburg
To:The Kaiserin of Kanarra, Marie II

we thank you for your room to employ our diplomatic capabilities, and we will send a letter to the Republicans to ask for a peaceful solution for this problem. we have already send the units from the 50th division, and they will be arriving shortly by their aircraft.

The Grand Duke of Van Luxemburg,
Koen van Luxemburg

From: The Office of the Grand Duke, van Luxemburg
To: The Republicans, Kurzin, Kanarra.

we would like to ask for a peaceful solution for your problem with the Queendom of Kanarra, and we want to suggest a Diplomatic event taking place in the Capital of van Luxemburg. the options for you are simple: you could take our offer and solve this peacefully or you could be crushed by joined forces, set-up to liberate Kurzin. It's all your choice.


the Grand Duke of Van Luxemburg,
Koen van Luxemburg.

From: The Republic of Portugalona

To: Kanarra

The Republic of Portugalona stands with the legitimate Royal government of Kanarra. Our nation will offer assistance in your reslove to see this revolt crushed by either diplomatic means or military action.

However we concur with other nations that the first course of action must be diplomacy and we will only make a military contribution if the rebels fail to see sense.

Whilst we are a republic ourselves, we also are critical of 'democracy' as our Republic is a one party Corporate State.

To try and force democracy on a nation will only lead to chaos, terrorism, anarchy and communism.

Your nation must stay secure and united at all costs!

President Antonio Salazar

A Random airport In Kanarra

A lot of A400M transport aircraft were placed on the Tarmac, while unloading troops and heavy equipment. at Aircraft Transair 3-2 the unloading of some brandnew FAMAS Futuristique rifles took place.

"Have you already heard it?" Pieter Vaassen asked while he looked at Shawn O'Neill
"What?"
"We aren't getting our normal FAMAS'es, we're getting those new weapons, The FAMAS Futuristique"
"Hmmmm, those things are rumoured to be excellent"
"yup, I've tested them, if your weapon blocks, which hardly ever happens, you can switch to another mode. I certainly like the .50 Mode, those bullets blow holes in someones head as big as a tunnel opening"
"hopefully we don't have to use 'em"
"Oh shut up, A little bit of action is always good for your life"
(OOC: for capabilities, look here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=436916) )
"Oh, have to go, need to get to the crew of one of the tanks." O'Neill said while he took his FAMAS Futuristique (shortway FF) from the boxes.
he walked down the Tarmac to one of the aircraft of the other side of the airfield, ignoring the questions from other Van Luxemburgian SOP soldiers about his weapon.

(OOC: or just: my soldiers have arrived and carry a new weapon with them.)

Ausvielles

Rustoff examined the letters then looked at Marie's smiling face. "It seems that we have been recognized as legit". Marie nodded "And see they offer to force the rebels to stand down". Rustoff made a face "I don't think they will take kindly to it Majesty, I will move my prized Peter und Paul kanones within range of Kurzin". Marie nodded along "Good... Good... but make sure to see the Luxemburghers and give them welcome". Rustoff snapped to attention "At once Mien Kaiserin"

Kurzin

“Betrayal!” yelled Andrew examining the Luxemburgher message. “We have been betrayed by our own people Ember! They want to host peace talks!” Ember placed a hand on Andrew “Andy this could be our big chance, at a peace conference we can force Marie to-” Andrew interrupts “We can’t force her to do anything Ember, Marie is a Hapsburg remember? She’ll die before letting her power be stripped from her” Ember seemed uncomfortable “What do want me to do Andy?” “Take a pad and pencil…..”

At the Airport

Rustoff rode his horse, a very unusual thing in an age of motor vehicles, but Rustoff was old-fashioned, towards the van Luxemburg troops. “Hail the camp! I am Joseph Rustoff, Oberbefehlshaber (OOC: German for Commander in Chief) of Her Most Catholic Majesty’s forces and temporary dictator! May I speak with your Commander?”


Letters:

President Salazar,

Thank you for your promise of support. I appreciate it so much. I hope that this horrible affair is wrapped up soon with out too much trouble for my people.

Signed,

Marie II,
By the Grace of God
Kaiserin of Kanarra


Grand Duke of van Luxemburg

You fool! If you are a democracy then why support an oppressor like Marie! We shall not submit to talks, we will gladly die for the cause of freedom. Let that Hapsburg fool know that we will talk when she abdicates!

Signed,

Andrew Katz,
President of Congress

At The Airport

Just when the Trucks were unloaded, the last piece in the enormous logistical puzzle, the click-clack of Horseshoes was heard.
after some time, Lieutenant O'Neill appeared at the commander's VBCI.
"Sir, we've got an Oberstbefehlshaber of the Kanarrian forces here, he wants to speak to you"
"Okay, send him down here, I just got a radio message to carry on with the assault."
Commander Luigi Fabrizio was a somewhat older person, coming from the Schweiz region (that's german for Switzerland)
"What can I do for you sir? we've just got orders to carry on with the Assault, you can catch a ride with one of the Trucks back to Kurzin."

(OOC: I'll do the rest later, gotta go now)

Rustoff smilies and answers "I wish to coordinate my assualt on Kurzin with you Commander. You see in 20 minutes my Peter, Paul, Andrew, James, and John kanones will open fire on Kurzin. Afterwards I will storm the city with the Imperial Household Dragoons along with my veteran 'Pope Nicholas V' infantry division supported by the tanks of the 'Pope Julius II' armoured divison. What say you?"

Secret transmission to the Republic of Kanarra:

My friends, Aysheaia congratulates you on your revolution and the gains you have made so far. We are concerned, however, that foreign intervention on the side of the monarchy will doom your cause. To counter this, we offer military aid to your cause. For now, we are prepared to donate a large quantity of firearms and ammunition for your use, as well as offer a small number of Aysheaian marines to function as "military advisors".

Your friend in democracy,
Fen i Remen
Ministry of Defense
Confederated States of Aysheaia

OOC: Sorry for not replying sooner!


IC:


Ember ran in Andrew's room paper in hand. "Andy look at this! A foreign nation called Aysheaia is willing to support us! They offer arms, ammo, and troops!"

Andrew now out of his funk gasped and twirled Ember around happily laughing the whole time. "Yes! Oh Prasie the Lord! Ember this could lead to our dream's fufillment! HAHAHA!" "I know! Now put me down Andy!" said Ember laughing along.

"a hem yes..." Andrew puts down Ember and clears his throat. "Pencil and pen Ember...."

Minister Fen i Remen,

Thank you my friend for this act, it lifts our spirits high. In the name of the Congress of Kanarra I accept your offer of arms and ammo, as well as the advisors. However we fear an attack from the Monarcy soon so be prepared to fight through Oberstbefehlshaber Rustoff's lines to get the gift to us.

Yours Cordially,
Andrew Katz
President of the Congress

Secret IC: To the Republic of Kanarra:
The Federated Lands of Starenell have decided to help your most noble cause. We are sendng our Atheia (OOC: Hehe) Marines regiment to help you. We cannot provide arms, but we can provide training. We are also sending our Psiarlia Air force regiment to provide air cover. ETA: 2 days. Is there a place for us to set up base? We can help guard your leaders. A Shadowdancer special ops unit of 50 agents is also being sent. ETA: 1 day.

From: The Grand Duke of Van Luxemburg
To: Andrew Katz, Republic of Kanarra

I want to warn you with insulting us for not calling us a democracy, we love democracy, and every citizen in our country has the right to accept or decline a newly developed law. your country could also be this way, a Parlementarial monarchy, with the Queen in charge, but with a parlement. Too bad you haven't chosen for our plan, but this way, you'll all die. I'm very sorry for you, but I then have to announce the liberation of Kurzin will proceed very shortly. we could also bomb the place so we're moving in to a smoking bunch of rubble. it's still your choice.

The Grand Duke of Van Luxemburg,
Koen van Luxemburg


The Commander's VBCI, Kanarra

"Well, I think we should ready ourselves first, then bomb the place flat if they didn't beg for mercy already, then storm in, in cooperation with your and our tanks, and try to get every important person alive. our sattelites have seen a large place full of people in the middle of the city (OOC: just taking a liberty)
which we shouldn't bomb. the rest of the city should be bombed, so we can march right up to the City center. I'll get my attack code by sattelite link, with the code "X-ray", hope it's al OK with you?"

From: The Grand Duke of Van Luxemburg
To: PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT

we want to use thios message for an Announcement.
today, at 07.15 Local Van Luxemburg Time, The Grand Duke made the decision to offer a reward for every Kanarrian Republican.
for the Two probably leading Figures, Andrew Katz and Margaret nicknamed "Ember", we will offer 20 Million USD for their arrest,
every other member will deliver 1 Million USD to the person who has arrested them. the Grand Duke will only deliver the money for Persons arrested ALIVE.

Secret message to President Katz:

Mr. President, the supplies and advisors have left Aysheaia 30 minutes ago bound for your country. I am informed that they expect to arrive in Kanarran waters in two days. Can you supply us with an accurate map, intelligence information and points of contact?

Fen i Remen
Ministry of Defense
Confederated States of Aysheaia

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OOC: A map would be slick, I'd be willing to whip one up if you like, just give me some information about Kanarra. I won't be on a great deal for the next few days, hence the travel delay. :D

OOC: van Luxemburg I don't mind the liberity and Aysheaia that would be nice of you. Okay Kanarra occupies roughly Southern France, the Pyrennies Mtns, and Northern Spain.


IC:


Commander's VCBI

Rustoff nodded along "It is perfectly okay with me Commander, your plan is a good one. However I must request that you tell your men to not harm the churches and cathedrals in the bombing, they are the Meeting houses of God, it would be unthinkable to knock them down" he nods a little "Now if you excuse me I will return to my troops" he bows and exits walking towards his horse.


Kurzin

Andrew's eyes bugged out, first at the messages of aid, then at the mesage offering a 20 mil reward for he and Ember's capture. Shaking he ran to Ember's room "Ember you have to get out of here!" Turning around Ember seemed concerned "What? Why?" Andrew handed her a paper.

Ember read the message "Andy I won't leave you, you're my best friend" Andrew looked sad "I know Ember which is why you have to leave now!" with that he pulls Ember up and begins to push her down the hall.

Ember fought against Andrew "No! Andy let me go!" But Andrew did not listen and pushed Ember out of the building and hailed a jeep. "Take her out of Kurzin to my parents farm at Harma!" he yelled to the driver and pushing Ember in. "Tell anyone who stops you she's your sister!" Andrew added as they drove off.

Walking back in Andrew pulled out a pen and pad...


To Starnell

I thank you for your offer and accept it on behalf of the Republic. There is no place to set up a base, you may have to fight your way in


To Aysheaia

Thank you, I am sending a map with this letter

(both) Signed

Andrew Katz,
President of Congress

Secret Transmission to Republicans:The 50 Shadowdancers have arrived. They are hidden, and are trying to find your leader to bodyguard them. Our marines a landing near south france.

OOC: hehe, that's VERY known terrain to me.

IC:
On The Road to Harma

"Why are we having this checkpoint again?"
"because the commander wants his 20 million"
"I still don't get it"
"If we arrest one of those leaders, or even two, we are all rich, the commander, you, I and the boys over here." he looked at the two other soldiers, one operating a MG, the other the RC AT weapon in the Eagle IV jeep.
"Yeah, sure"
at the same moment, a car drove near at high speed.
"Chance number 1" the soldier mumbled
he stopped the car and looked in. he had seen the picture of the two many times, and when he saw the woman, he couldn't believe his eyes
"okay, could I see your passports please, you need to have them with you right now"
when the driver hung up a vague story about her being a sister of him, the soldier didn't trusted it.
"Do you think I'm stupid, show me those passports, right now!" he shouted through the carwindow while he aimed it's gun at the driver. the other soldier did the same with the woman on the other side.

Toulon AB, Van Luxemburg

"Sure thing, this baby's gonna to rock the place"
those were the last words when a B2 left Toulon AB in Van Luxemburg, carrying it's max load of JDAM's to bomb Kurzin. the pilot had been ordered to leave the churches and Cathedrals. he could understand that, because he was Catholic himself, and didn't even wanted to bomb a House of God.

Checkpoint

Emilo just stared at the gun in his face "Officer I.... did not know I needed a passport to come to Harma....." On the other side Ember was trying to be cute "Please mister let me and my brother pass, we must get to our parents' farm!" she smiles and flutters her long lashes.


Kanarra military camp, outside Kurzin


"Okay listen up!" yelled a sergeant "Our allies are even now bombing the stuffing out of those atheists in Kurzin and soon our guns will commence fire! When they fall silent we are rise up and advance in time with the van Luxemburghers and our own tanks, remember to try to capture any rebel you can alive, for the Inquisition is interested in them!" the sergeant takes a deep breath "One last announcement: Oberstbefehlshaber Rustoff has requested that all soldiers report to their unit priests for one last Mass before battle. Dismissed!"

Letters


Secret IC
Starenell,

You will find the President in his bunker underneath the Congress in the center of Kurzin.

Defense Secretary Botsch

The Shadowdancers got into Kurzin, they moved to the bunker to protect it. Commander Varale of the dancers was in command. His men protected the bunker, as he trained any the republicans Andrew recommended. The marines landed in a battlefield, fighting their way to Kurzin. They lost their 2nd battalion.

Above Kurzin

"yeeha, loosen the bombs!"
"roger, Kurzin at 12 o'clock"
the 10 B-2's flew over Kurzin, dropping their JDAM bombs.

On the road to Harma
"Okay, get out of your car, and hands on your Car!"
the soldier aimed his rifle at the driver, while the other did the same with the woman. the blades of a helicopter came closer at the same time.
when they stood up against their car, he handcuffed them and put them in a Puma helicopter, for their interrogation at the Van Luxemburgian HQ.

From: Luigi Fabrizio, Van Luxemburgian Forces Kanarra (VLFK)
To: Oberstbefehlshaber Rustoff, Kanarra

I think we have captured two Republicans, because two of our Marines have recognised The woman as Margaret. to be very sure of our case, could you identify them both?

Royalist base near Kurzin


"Oberstbefehlshaber Rustoff!" yelled young soldier running towards Rustoff as he left Mass "A message from the Luxemburgher commander! They think they caught Margaret!"

Rustoff halted and turned "What does Fabrizio want us to do?" "He requests someone to make a postive ID sir" Rustoff thought a moment "Send Karl" he said suddenly. The soldier looked shocked "The Inquisitor Karl?" Rustoff smiled "Ja"


Letters

From: Oberstbefehlshaber Joseph Rustoff, Kaiserliche Armee von Kanarra (KAK)
To: Luigi Fabrizio, Van Luxemburgian Forces Kanarra (VLFK)

I am sending you an Inquistor, Karl Hiem is his name, to help identify the female captive.

God bless,
Rustoff

From: Luigi Fabrizio, VLFK
To: Oberstbefehlshaber Joseph Rustoff, Kaiserliche Armee von Kanarra (KAK)

This is perfectly fine with us.



The Airfield

"Here he is"
The soldiers gave an salute to the person who stepped in, Inquistor Karl Hiem
"from what I've heard, you could identify the both of them. do you want some coffee? Tea? anything else? the helicopter will be arriving soon."

Karl nodded then shook his head "Yes I can identify the captives, no I don't want anything, I had a big snack recently". He smiled and stuck his hands in his black coat.

"okay, fine with me"
only seconds later, two Marines walked in, together with two civilians, which were cuffed together.
"Sir! we've got the captives with us"
"Ah, mister Hiem, do you recognise at least one of the captives?"

Ember screamed at the sight of Karl Hiem "Let me go! Let me go! He'll kill me!" Karl grinned "Ah yes I do recognize your captives... captian, it is allright to call you that?" he walked over to Emilo and laid a hand on his shoulder "This is Emilo Velaques, a native of Argovilla and republican demagouge" He grinned and walked over to Ember about to put his hand on her "Put that hand on me Pig and die" she growled. Laughing Hiem spoke "And this young red head is Magaret Stallum, best friend of Andrew Katz and spokeswoman for the... whats the term... ah yes... Feminazi movment here in Kanarra"

He stepped away from Ember and made a short bow to the soldier he called 'captain' "I must request that you allow me to take these two back to my camp so that they can be tried for treason"

Ember's eyes widened at this "No!!! You can't let him take me! Lock me up here!"

The Archbishops of zackaroth and the high-leader sat in a room. The Dark room they called it. They would discuss things in here. Today was the day they would get to the revolt. Talking filled the rooms with ideas on how to support the rebels " The Recovery Squad." said the high-leader. " We need to get to leader of thosec rebels provide them with a safe haven. Less they be captured. If they do get captured we can get them out. send them. give them fake pasports,brief them and send them out. I have other matters to attend to" hesaid walking out of the dark room.

-- Aysheaian 3rd Naval Task Force, Bay of Biscay --

With a high pitched whine the landing craft slid out the stern of it's mother ship. It carried as cargo a tractor trailer rig painted with a grinning fish and the Sunni Tuna logo. Were someone to open the back of the trailer, they would see that it was filled with large pallets stacked with canned tuna and covered with layers of heavy plastic wrap. Nothing out of the ordinary, the sort of commercial truck seen daily on the road. Were that someone to cut away the wrap and unstack the tuna, however, they would find a different cargo entirely. Assault rifles. Pistols. Submachine guns. Ammunition.

The turbine whine grew louder as the landing craft came about and made for the shore, spray rising from its air cushion, surrounded by more of its kind bearing trucks, men, even aircraft.

-- Kanarra, south of Harma --

"Shift that thing a little, will ya? To the left - left!" Marine SSgt Paulo Tuoi'i barked. He sat on the left strake of an A-20 Eris while two men tried to hold the wing in place long enough for him to thread the wing attach bolts. "Lift the tip a little..." he crooned and the large bolt slid in place. "Okay! Got it! Hold it there while I tighten it!"

With a rumble one of the tractor trailer rigs started off to the south, this one painted with the design for Triton Coffee. Others had already left, heading north to Harma, some to Kurzin.

-- Aysheaian Marine TR-21 Pelican, 120 miles southwest of Kurzin --

The marine captain scrolled through the latest intelligence, then looked up at his companion.

"So have we heard anything at all from these people?"

"No sir", the man replied. "And I've gotta say, I don't like it!"

The captain nodded and glanced at his tablet again.

"Lets make sure those attack planes are in the air and nearby by the time we reach Kurzin."

"well, sir Hiem, I have already arranged an Jet coming this way, cause they need to go to Van Luxemburg in order to get the rewards."
a few hours later, the grumbling of Jet engines came over the command post.
the Jet had landed.
When they put Ember and Emilo in the plane, together with 4 Marines, acting as guards, The Commander did a proposition.
"Well, Sir Hiem, you could go with them to van Luxemburg"

Starenell is offcially moving into Kanarra, and is sending the Shadow Warriors, a militia unit, and the Goran Strikers, in to attack and reinforce the positon held already their ETA is 3 days.

Once again, Parliament was split. Should the Republicans be aided? Should it be the Monarchists? Neither?

The Socialist Party for the most part demanded that the army aid the Republicans. "The army is small, but well trained." stated MP Mary McHol. "And our airforce is up to date."

James Tomis of the Conservatives argued for monarcist aid. "Don't tell me any of you support overthrowing a lawfull government? Would you like it if say Kanarra invaded us?"

Several MPs demanded neutrality. But they were out voted. Moses Land was hungry for international fame. There would be war.

"Lets take a vote." acting Prime Minister Holim stated. The Socialist knew Prime Minister Tio would fillibust his way out, if he weren't in the hospital for killing his voice fillibusting to stall a vote on war with 10970's dictator. But Holim was not Tio. Besides, 10790 would be forgotten when the new war began.

39 voted to aid the Monarcy, 35 Republicans, 29 neutrality. Holim had used the Prime Minister's three votes on neutrality but it was no use. War was minutes away.

"So be it." Holim said, trying to keep his saddness hidden. Trying and failing. "Moses Land votes to aid the rightfull government of Kanarra."

Official Statment from the Deparment of the Exterior
The Kilani government is giving full and open support to our beleagured Comrades fighting against the Imperialist Oppressor and so-called "queen". The People's Army of Kilani is mobilizing! The tide of workers and the oppressed is rising and will drown out the Oppressors and drag them down into the black depths of history. Forward to Victory and Glory!

People's Broadcasting Network Emrgency Broadcast

Once again Pavel Baiki is behind the desk. This time he is in his uniform. He looks grim.

"Comrades," he begins, "We have recieved word that our Comrades in Kanarra have begun their revolt against the Imperialists and Capitalists. The People's Senate ahs voted, 102 to 1 for open warfare to aid our COmrades. Report to your mustering stations Comrades. We bring the Red Banners forward again, this time against a new enemy! The Royalists must be crushed, trampled underfoot and totally beaten. We will be victorious! Comrades. Victory or DEATH!"

Message to the Republican Rebels
Comrades,

We are sending help with all possible speed. The People's Army is mobilizing but it will be several weeks before the bulk of our forces are ready. In the meantime, the 1st Corps will be ready for deployment within days. They will be the vanguard that will help spread the fire of revolution. Do not fear, Comrades! We are coming!

1st Corps

22nd Rifle Division
-9,000 men
-550 trucks
-Attached Artillery Artillery

1st Mechanized Guards Division
-7,500 men
-200 APCs
-200 Trucks
-50 Armored Cars
-Attached Artillery Brigade

12th Rifle Division
-9,000 men
-550 trucks
-Attached Artillery Brigade

1st Tank Regiment
-150 T-90 Main Battle Tanks
-40 Black Eagle Man Battle Tanks
-70 Armored Cars
-Attached Moterized Artillery Battalion

Total Strength: 25,500 men, 200 APCs, 1,300 trucks, 210 AFVs

The 1st Corps is being loaded onto transports at Portburg, Kilani. They will be escorted to southern France by our 1st Carrier Group. Expect their arrival within the week.

OOC: Kilani is based out of Eastern Europe, bordering the Adriatic Sea.

From His Excellency the Holy Emperor of Rathanan:

The Holy Empire of Rathanan shall give no shelter or condolences to the Queen of Kanarra and her loyalists. We feel that it is the poor leadership of the Queen herself that lead to this revolt. By that, we mean she obviously doesn't keep her people in check.... Something like this would NEVER have happened in our great nation... and if it did, the power of God would wash over the traitors in the form of our armies.

May God have mercy on your soul,

Holy Emperor Calidan

Holim grimly watched the military load up on the transports at Moses Cities harbor.. The soldiers in their Brown Uniforms formed one massive blob. Holim heard there were over 650,000 infantry divisions, 2000 Tanks, and God knew how many planes. Only God knew how many of any of these troops would be coming back.

"Sir, how can we allow this?" Holim turned to his freind and fellow Socialist MP Jas Olik. "We are at war with democracys! Now Kilani's entered the war..."

"Jas, I don't know."

"Our troops will arive the same time as theirs... we'll have to fight them first won't we."

"It appears so..."

"Parliament celibrated only a while ago when they over threw their oppressors... now we have to attack them... what a great country we have here :rolleyes: ."

Olik walked away from the harbor quietly. Holim stayed until everyone was loaded up. He felt he owded them that, since they probebly would never come back.

Two nights later Holim was woken up by loud noises. He went outside and aw the source: celibration.

"We got em!" Yelled someone in the crowd. "Our war planes attacked the rebs!" the cheering grew louder.

So, the first people we attacked weren't Kilani, they were citizens fighting for freedom. Thought Horim. Jas is right. What a great country we have here :rolleyes: .

Three battalions of the Psiarlia air force were moving to attack Ausvielles. One group was bombers, to destroy the city, and the others were a fighter escort to hold off the Kanarran air force.

Day, the Mediterrean Ocaen

Two Su-33s skimmed low over the surface of the water. The first pilot, Flight Leader Gergori Havtov, turned his head for a moment and looked at the jet flying next to his.

"Comrade, remind me again what we are doing." A voice crackled in his headset.

"We are doing long-range reconissance of the enemy, Comrade Pilot. We have strict orders not to engage unless fired upon. By all accounts these Moses Landers should be on our side. They are a democracy and are not dominated by the Corporate Oppressors. It is strange that they are helping the Royalists."

His companion laughed, "That is true, but-"

He was cut off by the harsh voice of their controller, back on the KPS Raven, "Cut the chatter, Comrades. Pay attention."

"Yes, Comrade Controller."

The minutes passed in silence now. His radar beeped once.

"There they are. I have multiple contacts bearing north-northwest, two degrees. Adjusting course. Follow my lead Red Two. We're just going to buzz them. No bombs, no cannon, nothing."

"Right!"

The two aircraft zoomed towards the massive Moses Lander transport fleet. The two craft ahd come in low to avoid detection and now popped up to avoid crashing into one of the ships. Gergori waved at a suprised looking sailor on the deck of one the ships as they passed. His companion was howling with laughter.

"Now, let's get out of here before their fighters show up!"

The two Su-33s turned back for home, the afterburners kicking in.

Holim grimly watched the military load up on the transports at Moses Cities harbor.. The soldiers in their Brown Uniforms formed one massive blob. Holim heard there were over ten thousand light infantry divisions, 12,000 Tanks, and God knew how many planes.

OOC: You sure you mean ten thousand infantry divisions? Thats something like 4 times your countries population. Check out the military calculater (http://twr.1colony.com/ver8/calc8.0.html), it'll give you a better idea of what size military you can field. Aysheaia has a population of 840 million, for instance, and we don't have that many tanks in our army...

Soon after the statement made by the Holy Emperor in the Imperial Palace

Holy Emperor Calidan paced up and down a sun filled hall. He was a very young Emperor, about to turn eighteen, but was always already feared and loved by all for his iron fisted leadership. Calidan stopped pacing and looked out of the large windows in the hall, the sun was setting now and the Emperor smirked slightly at the beauty of it.

"Most Holy Emperor!" One of the Emperor's trusted subjects entered the hall, bowed, and kissed the Emperor's ring. "Holy Emperor, I know you rule by divine right, and I would NEVER question your rulings.... But why did you refuse to support the Queen of Kanarra in her time of need?" The subject asked bowing his head with the utmost respect.

Calidan smiled at his subject and turned his head back to the sun set. "I come from a line of Holy Emperors, most of which are some of the most revered and loved rulers this nation has ever seen." Calidan said at last. "This nation was founded by strong leaders, and it shall only fail when we have a weak leader... I feel the Queen of Kanarra was a weak leader.... Thus it is only natural that her line failed." Calidan continued. "I don't like to sound like a hethan Darwinist, but, in the world of politics, it's a very eat or be eaten world." Calidan added as he squinted at the sun.

"I agree whole heartedly my liege, but shouldn't we offer a Christian hand to a young ruler like yourself in need?" The subject asked in a quivvering voice.

Calidan rubbed his chin for a minute before he spoke. "Prehaps you are right, Manfred, release a new statement for me saying that,if she so desires, the Queen of Kanarra can take shelter here in our Holy Empire...." The Emperor said at last.

As Manfred began walking away the Emperor spoke again.

"Oh, Manfred." Calidan called.

"Y-y-y-yes my liege?" Manfred asked turning around quickly.

"You should be a priest..... You give good biblical advice...... Now, go make that announcement." The Emperor stated chuckling a bit.

"Of course, Holy Emperor." Manfred said as he bowed and began walking away.

_____________________________________________
From His Excellency, the Holy Emperor of Rathanan:

While our policy on the situation remains much the same, we recant our statement about offering no shelter to the queen..... If she so wishes, she is invited to take shelter in the Holy Empire of Rathanan as a guest of the Holy Emperor.

OOC: You sure you mean ten thousand infantry divisions? Thats something like 4 times your countries population. Check out the military calculater (http://twr.1colony.com/ver8/calc8.0.html), it'll give you a better idea of what size military you can field. Aysheaia has a population of 840 million, for instance, and we don't have that many tanks in our army...

OCC: I have a population of 26 Million. Tell me if I'm missing something.

OCC: I have a population of 26 Million. Tell me if I'm missing something.

Well, realistically you can only have 1-5% of your population in the military at any given time (5% is for extreme times or heavily militiazed nations). Since you are on a war footing, I would guess you have about 2-3% in your military. That's somewhere between 520,000-780,000. A division typically ahs somewher between five thousand and ten thousand men in it. So ten thousand infantry divisions would be 50,000,000 troops (at least). That's more then your entire population. AS for the tanks, well in comparison the Germans only had 3500 tanks on the Eastern front when they invaded Russia in WW2.

Well, realistically you can only have 1-5% of your population in the military at any given time (5% is for extreme times or heavily militiazed nations). Since you are on a war footing, I would guess you have about 2-3% in your military. That's somewhere between 520,000-780,000. A division typically ahs somewher between five thousand and ten thousand men in it. So ten thousand infantry divisions would be 50,000,000 troops (at least). That's more then your entire population. AS for the tanks, well in comparison the Germans only had 3500 tanks on the Eastern front when they invaded Russia in WW2.

Ok, got it. Thanks.

The Acting Prime Minister noticed he had misread the numbers. 620,000 troops, 2000 Tanks, and still a lot of air craft. It might not be as much as he previously thought, but that was still a lot of young men and women who would die in a place they had never heard of before...

Ok, got it. Thanks.

The Acting Prime Minister noticed he had misread the numbers. 620,000 troops, 2000 Tanks, and still a lot of air craft. It might not be as much as he previously thought, but that was still a lot of young men and women who would die in a place they had never heard of before...

OK..Last OOC comment...Are you sending you entire military to Kanarra? Because if you do your homeleand is defenseless.

Don't mean to be mean or anything.

EDITl This is Kilani. Wrong username.

Two Kilani planes had buzzed the fleet. There were no casulties save Moses Land's pride. Within five minutes three T-76s were in hot pursuit of the attackers over the sea. The pilot of the leader Holy Air Ensign Gabe Conroy knew there was no hope in catching up. Those piliots were good, and they had a huge head start.

"Ok Air Ensigns Brooks and Topi, the trails gone cold. Lets head back."

The Two Air Ensigns grumbled, but did as he said. The Su-33s home base was known to all and an assault was being planned. Still, Conroy hoped to catch the two half way...

A few hours later Conroy sat in the mess hall of the Carrier Aaron II . He was lissning to the wireless stories.

"Acting Prime Minister Holim has assured the people our militia groups will defend Moses Land with all our military away..."

"All the military away?!!" That came from people from all sides of the mess hall including Conroy.

"Militia defending us? Is this a..."

"...joke! It has to be a joke! Propoganda! No one would..."

"...order every one away? This is insane!"

Conroy couldn't believe it. He checked the calander in the hall just to be sure it wasan't April First.

Then the alert went out. "This is Commander Gennings. All piliots to planes."

Within ten minutes Gabe Conroy had forgotten about the news. He was in his T-7 over the sea again in range of the Kilani base.

Holy Air Colonel Hanson gave the orders again. "All T-7 fighter scouts draw fire away from the bombers. All H-9 Bombers hit the landing strip, all K-5's the ground forces."

Conroy knew he would never be able to tell, but he hoped he met both piliots who humiliated his people up here. He hoped they felt a worse humiliation as they drifted to the earth after having to eject. Because the Moses Landers were better. They'd see...

OK..Last OOC comment...Are you sending you entire military to Kanarra? Because if you do your homeleand is defenseless.

Don't mean to be mean or anything.

EDITl This is Kilani. Wrong username.

OCC: Got it covered. Please point out any other newbie mistakes I make. Better to have them caught and fixed then to screw things up.

Kilani Air Base, Mediterrean Island
Awoooga. Awoooga. Klaxons sounded and Gregori jerked away from the book he'd been read. A voice crackled over the PA system.

"All pilots, scramble! We have incoming enemy bandits! All pilots scramble! This is no a drill! I repeat, all pilots scramble! We have incoming bandits! This is no drill!"

Gregori and every other pilot in the room scrambled for their flight gear and then made a mad dash for the hangers. As he ran across teh tarmac, he could see tracers going up from one of the AAA emplacements near the shore. Several SAM sites had also gone into commision. As he watched one fired a missile into the sky.

He zipped up the ladder and dropped into the cockpit, shielding his eyes with one hand. He could make out a formation of dots on the horizon. As the canopy closed over him he buckled his oxygen mask on and lowered his visor. Ahead of him a group of Mig-29s roared down the run way, lifiting off into the clear blue sky. He throttled his Su-33 up and glanced behind him as he lifted off the tarmac, seeing his wingman settle in next to him.

"Alright comrades," the voice of his controller broke through on his radio, "Let's give them something to think about! All fighters engage!"

He thumed his weapons system on. His HUD flickered and began registering targets...Lot's of them. He swallowed nervously, his lips dry. This was going to be one hell of an engagement. His controls began emitting a whooping sound, indicating someone was trying to get a target lock on him. He peeled off and dove. The whooping halted. He brought the plane back up, letting his targeting system acquire an enemy plane. Out of the corner of hi eye he could see more friendlies engaging. He winced as two Migs exploded from direct missile hits. His HUD sounded a clear, constant beep. Target lock achieved! He pulled the trigger. milliseconds later a missile sped from his wing, closing fast on target...

OOC: There is a small garrison on the isalnd, but the ground forces intended for Karrana are on a transport fleet under escort.

Gabe Conroy tried to avoid the missile. He swopped up, down, tried every maneuver he could remember, made some up on the spot...

The missile followed.

"Air Ensign Brooks! Help me with this..."

Before Conroy could finish he saw Brooks' T-7 plummet. Its right wing looked like it had been soaked in acid. Brooks was to close to the ground to safely eject.

No help from Brooks. Conroy thought as he did a corkscrew. Even amonst the chaos a part of Conroy's mind wondered why he felt no sorrow for the shorely dead Air Ensign.

Conroy ejected two seconds before his plane exploded. He was mostly clear, but then a piece of metal hit his leg. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Conroy heard screeming around him as he felt the pain. He soon realized it was him.

The parachute opened, and Conroy managed to get to the ground. He looked up in the air even as he continued screaming despite his best efforts to stop, and saw all the Moses Lander planes retreat. Conroy was not sure if the air strip or ground forces were intact or not, or if the Brown Planes were being persued. Before the blackness took him his thought was so much for humiliating him...

Gregori slowly descended from thr cockpit. They had lost almost a dozen planes and three pilots. The tarmac had taken moderate damage from the enemy bombers and one plane had crashed trying to land. Luckily, the emergency crews had managed to pull the pilot to safety before he was too badly burned. He'd also heard that the garrison ahd taken some damage and tht there were two dozen dead and 47 wounded. He sighed and was about to head to debiefing when he spotted two People's Army soldiers carrying a stretcher across the tarmac.

He walked over and looked own at the young man laying on the stretcher. He was wearing the unifrom of the enemy and had a good sized piece of shrapnel sticking out of his thigh. The man stirred and groaned. Gregori reached out a hand and patted him on the shoulder. It was strange. Only about fifteen minutes ago they'd been engaged in an arial duel to the death, but now he felt some sympathy for the man. Here he was, far away from home fighting so a country that wasn't even his could retain an outmoded system of government.

He spoke to the enemy pilot softly in accented English, "You'll be alright, comrade. We have good doctors here. Cheer up! The war is over for you."

OOC: Here's a map of Kanarra (http://www.soixante-neuf.org/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=163&fullsize=1), by the way.

-- 30,000 feet over Kanarra --
Lieutenant Mahoi rolled the Eris on it's side and pulled around until he was flying north again. Captain Wuali was still looking for the Republican leaders in Kurzin, the weapons were still on their way, and no sign had been seen of the Van Luxemburg forces. Glancing at the fuel gague, he estimated 80 more minutes of time on station before he'd have to return to refuel. Enough time for one more pass along the coast.

*Ping!*

His screen lit up with a radar contact, at extreme range. Turning to close with the contact, he thumbed his transmitter.

"Eris one nine to recon command, Eris one nine to recon command. I've got a contact bearing 392 at long range. I'm closing with it now..."

"Roger one nine, see if you can make it out."

As he approached the signal split, forming a cluster of points on the screen.

"Recon command, I'm getting multiple signals. At least 4..."

"Roger one nine, keep an eye on your radar warning."

The Eris used a composite skin that naturally reflected a relatively small radar return. While not a true stealth design, it was nonetheless hard to detect. So long as the pilot kept an eye on the radar warning, which estimated haw visible the craft was to prying radar eyes.

"Recon command, I make the signals at least 30 miles distant. Signals splitting again, set me adjust... Oh my God... Recon control, you won't believe what I'm seeing here..."

-- Bridge of the Kohola, Aysheaian 2nd naval group --

Commodore Tuvalu blinked and barked "What is going on there?"

The voice crackled back through the radio, distorted by distance and the sound of jet engines. "I make at least thirty transport ships, at least one carrier, escort ships..."

"Looks like someone's on an invasion footing...", Tuvalu mused.

"Orders, Ma'am?"

"Hold course, and have the third keep an eye on those ships."

Official Statement by the Rodenkan Government
The conditions under which the people of Kanarra have been forced to live are intolerable. What kind of country can call itself just without deomcracy? In this view, the Parliament of Rodenka has voted overwhelmingly in favor of intervention on behalf of the rebels. Our military is mobilising an expeditionary force, which will arrive within two weeks along with a carrier task force.

Rodenkan Expeditionary Force
26th Infantry Division
79th Infantry Division
14th Armored Cavalry Division
12th Armored Brigade "The Iron Wolves"

Toal Men: 32,000 Men, 300 APCs, 2,100 trucks, 450 AFVs,and attatched artillery units.

OOC: I believe that is my fleet...if it's not let me know and I'll delete/edit my post.

IC:

Bridge of the carrier PNS Raven
"Comrade Commodore, we have one contact, bearing 090. Looks like a recon plane."

The commodore an old veteran who had joined the uprising, nodded, "Let them be for now. Keep an eye on them. Inform the transports that they may begin deploying the landing craft. The first wave will go in at 1500 hours."

"Yes, Comrade Commodore...Transports acknowledge your transmission. First wave is preparing. All craft are standing by."

"Patch me through to all ships PA systems."

"Right away...done."

The old commodore cleared his throat, lifted the mic to his lips, and began to speak, "Comrades! We are embarking upon a great crusade today! We go to help liberate our oppressed comrades in Karrane who have been iuthlessly mistreated by the "queen" and her government! It is our job to support the ground troops and keep the supply lane open for them. If we fail they will have no food or ammunition. To the soldiers I can only say good luck. We will be here for you! Our planes will fly air support, our cruisers will help clear the way for your landings. Forward to victory comrades!"

OOC: I'm taking liberties with the Kanarran republicans ;)

-- South of Harma, Kanarra --

Marine Leutenant Faiia Puluao looked up from her map where a red x marked the location of the Kilani fleet and a larger red circle estimated where the Moses Land fleet might be. According to Manague the Moses Landers were bringing a fleet even larger than Kilani, and heavily weighted towards landing craft. In a very short while this country was going to be overrun with a very large number of hostiles.

"Why do you think they're bringing all that here?" she asked the pale Republican militiaman at her side.

"I do not know", he replied in heavily accented English. "The Queen, she call in many favors, I think. But look!" he murmured, gesturing at the Kanarran World Diplomacy Guide entry for Moses Land, "They are a small country! They must have emptied their country to send all that here."

Puluao looked around at the Aysheaian soldiers. Including the 140 in Kurzin, they numbered barely a thousand. With 10 unarmed Pelicans and 12 Eris, it didn't seem much of a force with which to hold off that fleet. She shook her head in disbelief. "They must owe her some favor..."

Captain Mahoai's plan was for most of the Aysheaian forces to pull back near Kurzin. As the capitol of the Kanarran Republic, it must not fail. 9 of the Eris were flying there now, leaving only 3 of the nimble little attack planes for reconnaissance and her platoon to hold position here and wait for the Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group. Most of the remaining 800 soldiers would go native with the Republicans along the way, fighting to delay the Moses Landers as much as possible.

Marine Guardian Mary Triop was getting frustrated. A failed air attack had just taken place resulting in the loss of over a dozen planes. Most of the piliots had been rescued, but many were captured or killed. This marked the secound time today that Kilani had humiliated Moses Land. "Revenge!" was the word of the day around the base in Southern France.

A day after the failed attack Triops unit was summoned. General Irving McJeffreys commander of the entire Marine Guard had summoned the elite units here. Triop's 12th Guard was a prestigious unit but umproven. That was about to change.

"Marines" General McJeffreys began, "an air strike against Kilani has failed. We are going to try and get behind their lines. An elite paratroop group will get behind and destroy the landing strip. This will draw their troops away while you attack from the front. Your mission is to break through their defenses along with our tanks. Once done, we'll force them to the sea."

The breifing went on, but Mary Triop had heard what she wanted to hear. Revenge will be ours!

Three hours later, she was waiting. And waiting. Her squad was outside the camp, waiting for the paratroops to do their jobs. When they heard gunfire they were to rush in.

But nothing was being heard. The plane had gone over... had something happened?

No, Triop told herself. Its just you.

Gunfire was heard. The assembled Marines screemed their battle roar and surged forth. The tanks would come soon. It wasin't the tanks time right now though, or the planes or the paratroops. Finially it was Mary Triop's. The waiting was over. Revenge was here.

Acting Prime Minister Holim was saddened by what the wireless had to say. Moses Landers were assaulting Rebel strongholds in force, but the annoncers sounded board talking about it. What could be more important then the path to the enemy capital? Revenge.

That was all the military was doing. They weren't putting even a good number of troops into the assult to Kurzin. It seemed they were only doing it because it was what everyone expected. No revenge for the humiliation at the air base was the stratagy. It was would get the whole army killed.

The whole army! Save militia, they were defensless. Holim had protested the Conservatives decision to send them all, but they wouldn't budge. "Who would attack us here?" They boasted. What discusted Holim was even some Socialists supported the idiotic decision.

I must be the most powerless Prime Minister in any nations history Holim thought. No. Acting Prime Minister.

The next day Holim came to parliament. The first thing he noticed was the Conservatives looked somber, but when Holim looked them in the eyes he caught a glint of a smile. The Socialists looked dispaired, as if each had a life threatning illness and would die a painfull death slowly.

When the session started, Conservative speaker James Tomis took the floor.

"Fellow MP's, Mr. Acting Prime Minister, I have the sad news to report Prime Minister Tio's death an hour ago."

Few expressions changed. Everyone but Holim must have already known.

Tomis continued "He died of a throat disease. We will mourn his passing. But..."

Holim knew what he was about to do.

"We must vote for a new Prime Minister to fill out the remainder of Mr. Tio's turm. Nominations?"

"James Tomis!"

"Fredrick Holim!"

"Very well, let us vote."


Holim was back to being an MP and Tomis was the Prime Minister. No one in the chamber was surprised. Each MP had voted along party lines. And the Conservatives were much larger...

Holim was relieved slightly. Now he didn't have to worry about him not doing enough to halt the war. But Tomis was in charge of every aspect now. Holim as acting PM had been able to do little to halt each horrible idea. But now? He'd be able to do nothing.

OOC: Two things. First, Aysheaia, my troops are coming in to help the Republicans. Second, Moses Land I'm not sure what you're atacking. I haven't even made my landings yet. The airbcraft were operating of a forward base on a Mediterrean island. If you're attacking that you'll overrun the garrison easily.

IC:

French Coast, West of Toulon 1490 hours

The dark grey landing craft were packed with men in grey-green unifroms. Each landing craft held a platoon of men. Each man was equipped with webbing, ammunition pouches, a backpack, an entrenching tool, food, a rain poncho, a canteen, and an AK-107. One man in each squad carried a PKM machinegun. Each platoon had a larged red flag with a white star-the national flag.

The craft began thier run towards the beach. Shells from the supporting cruisers whistled overhead and exploded on the beach. So far there was no sign of opposition. MInutes passed. The men sweated and were sea-sick. The shore grew larger. Finally, after what seemed an enternity, they reached the beach.

THe ramps went down. With a long, drawn-out cheer of "Hurrah!" the flags went forward, the men splashing through the surf and up the beach, some firing from the hip as they went. One man, with red piping on his collar, disemabrked carrying a megaphone. He held it to his lips and began exhorting the troops, "Forward comrades! We will help our revolutionary comrades to throw off the yoke of Royalist Oppression! We will liberate them from the Facist who calls herself 'queen'! VICTORY OR DEATH!"

OOC: Moses Land I'm not sure what you're atacking. I haven't even made my landings yet. The airbcraft were operating of a forward base on a Mediterrean island. If you're attacking that you'll overrun the garrison easily.



I'm attacking the garrison. Moses Landers right now are so obsersed with revenge they will attack the nearest target.

OOC: just away for a weekend and this has evolved into a Full-scale war!

Van Luxemburgian Base, Kanarra

Commander Fabrizio saw the Aircraft leaving. this was our only hope to a peaceful solution. but when he looked back at his table, he returned into reality. there was a war going on, and 1000 marines were not enough. they maybe even had to use the Imperial troops, the main invasion unit of van Luxemburg. he didn't know it, but they were alreay on their way, ordered by the Grand Duke. he would get the message when they were very close.

From: Van Luxemburgian Marines commander Luigi Fabrizio
To: Republican Kanarra

we've got an opportunity here. we want to exchange:
you get Ember, we get peace in your country, with the queen, checked by the countries out here, in power. Okay?

The Atlantic Ocean

High Commander Guido Alvarez sighed. he was on its way, together with another 50,000 men of the Royal Van Luxemburg Imperial Landing Troops.
well armed, with Van Luxemburg's own weapon, the VDZ & VL JK1, and the FN F2000 and FAMAS weapons, all equipped with FELIN battlesuits.
several Ships of the Royal van Luxemburg Marine shot through the waves, at high speeds. The VLS "Madrid" just launched an E2C Hawkeye, while the Superdreadnaught VLS "Diekirch" launched a Seaking, for ASW operations.

French Coast, Further West of Toloun

The carrier Brestovik steamed westward, bow rising and falling as the ship crashed through waves. The comander of the Brestovik, Rear Admiral Ramius Grodenkov looked out over the grey sea at the other ships of the REF. Crusiers, destroyers, battleships, transports and submarines, though he couldn't see those. He smiled to his XO.

"Today, my friend, we go to war. I wish to address the fleet."

"Of course, sir." said the XO, handing him the mouthpiece through which he would adress the fleet. Rodenkov took it and turned it on.

"Sailors, soldiers and airmen of Rodenkan Expeditionary Force! Today we go to liberate the people of an oppressed nation. We must strike hard and we must strike quickly. Already we have recieved intelligence of an enemy fleet moving to stop us. But, we will be victorious. That is all. To your stations."

Placing the mouthiece where it belonged, he turned to look over a situation map. He pointed at the area further to their west, where Kilani troops were making their landings.

"Let's gve our Kilani friends some air support gentlemen. Prepare to launch aircraft."

Deck of the Brestovik

Captain Ivan Emmetyvich scrambled into the cockpit of his F/A-18 Hornet, pulling on his helmet. They were to strike at the enemy in order to assist the Kilani. Communist bastards they may have been, but they fought on the same side today. He grinned, giving a thumbs up to the deck crew, than rocketed forward and into the sky. Accompanied by 5 more of his comrades in similiar planes.

Moses Landers were assaulting Kurzin in force

OOC: Kilani is right, you should RP landing your (huge) force and getting them inland to Kurzin. Check out the
map of Kanarra (http://www.soixante-neuf.org/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=163&fullsize=1), it'll show you how far you've got to bring them before they start hitting Kurzin. You'll be facing resistance from Republicans (well armed!) and a small number of Aysheaian marines along the way, with Aysheaian air support added as you get near Kurzin.

Nice job with the succession, by the way, it's adding a nice touch!

The Atlantic Ocean

"This is Alpha Two-Zero to Bogeyman, I repeat This i..."
"We have you loud and clear, go on"
"We've got incoming Bogeys, Bastards flying to Kilani Landing Beaches."
"Roger, refuel at base"
"Roger"
The E2C Hawkeye, at 100 kilometres away from the main fleet, made a U-turn and disappeared into the clouds.

VLS "Diekirch", Ship out of the Diekirch class SD's, Atlantic Ocean

Flight Officer Marcel Delabrouiere stood next to it's Rafale M, the main-stay of fighters aboard the "Diekirch". when he climbed in, he looked at the picture of his family, glued next to his Throttle handles. he would miss them, he thought when he left Van Luxemburg. he did, and it became worse.
"Hotel TwentyTwo to Tower, Take-off Clearance?"
"Roger Hotel TwentyTwo, Happy hunting"
when the officer finished his sentence, an Unknown number of G-force pressed against his chest. he lifted his Throttle handles, and flew away, to intercept the Bogeys.

Van Luxemburgian Base, Kanarra
The Van Luxemburgian Marines slowly made their way to Kurzin. it was nothing more than a ravaged husk, after the B2 bombardments, but The Republicans were though, they feared. Two Leclerc tanks passed a Damaged house at high speeds, followed by the Enormous convoy of vehicles, protedted by the Carrier-based van Luxemburgian Aircraft. they were now 5 km from Kurzin, or at least, what was left of it.

From: Van Luxemburgian Imperial Troops
To: Moses Land

We've heard that you're aiding the Queen, just as we're doing, and we would like to ask if you might need help to clear the way To kurzin. we could send some of our Marines to help you out. they know the way around here, because they were here before the war actually begun. Our Grand Duke would like to wish you Luck.

10,000 feet above Kilani landing beach

As Captain Emmetyvich looked out of hsi cockpit, his controller spoke.

"Delta Bravo 1, Delta Bravo 1, we have incoming bogies from the Bay of Biscay. Be aware that they may be hostile. Reccommend you arm Air to air missles. You are weapons free."

"Roger control. You heard him Delta Bravo, arm weapons. This could get real dirty real quick. "

The 6 F/A-18s altered course slightly, putting them on a head-on course with the incoming planes.

OOC: Kilani is right, you should RP landing your (huge) force and getting them inland to Kurzin. Check out the
map of Kanarra (http://www.soixante-neuf.org/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=163&fullsize=1), it'll show you how far you've got to bring them before they start hitting Kurzin. You'll be facing resistance from Republicans (well armed!) and a small number of Aysheaian marines along the way, with Aysheaian air support added as you get near Kurzin.

Nice job with the succession, by the way, it's adding a nice touch!

Oh, sorry! Missinterpreted map. Editing under way...

The republic of pantycellen offers military support to the republic we are offering enough equipment to arm a regiment on foot (10,000 men and women) to the level of our own militia forces (no artillary, no heavy anti aircraft, no armour).

We are also sending 2 marine infantry regiments, 3 assault guard regiments, 2 flotilla of sky cats and all the requisite support elements please give us some idea of where they can be best placed.

Angharad Evans militia secretary

Pantycellen formally recognises the republic and extends the hand of friendship to you.

Bronterre Freelove Central commitee secretary

Island Garrison
"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!"
The small garrison of People's Army soldiers scrambled for thier weapons as a line ofscreaming marines emerged from thetrees a few hundred yards away. Rifle and machine gun fire began to crackle up and down the line as the saoldiers took up firing positions in the barracks complex. A complete suprise attack. THey were horribly outnumbered adn outgunned, but they were going to fight.

Airstrip, Several Miles North
Gregori walked outside, lloking south. He heard the faint cracking of automatic weapons. Was the garrison under attack? He turned to walk back inside, when he heard the sound of gunfire much closer and much louder. He turned and saw one of the guards fall, a gaping crater where his chest should have been. In shock he looked up at the enemy trooper who was calmly reloading his rifle. Gregori turned and ran, eading for cover.

"Enemy troops on the base! We're under attack!"

The platoon responsible for the security of the base boiled out of their barracks, weapons at the ready.

Toulon
A long convoy of trucks rolled through the streets of Touon, People's Army troops waving from the backs of the trucks to any civilians who had come out to see them. Behind them came several APCs, followed by a group of T-90 tanks and several trucks towing artillery pieces. Then came an armored car with a loudspeaker assembly on top. A voice emaanated from within.

"Workers and Comrades of Kanarra do not be afraid! The People's Army of Kilani has liberated you from the Facist rule of the Royalist Queen. Soon you will have a new Republic instead of the corrupt and rotten Queendom. Please stay inside your homes and do not attempt anything rash. We have no wish to kill fellow workers. I repeat, Workers and Comrades of Kanarra..."

Behind this propoganda car came another truck. The soldiers on board were handing out copies of the Communist Manifesto.

"Step on it comrades! We must reach Kurzin in time!"

Landing Beaches
Engineers worked feverishly to construct a temporary port. Most of the troops had landed and where rolling towards Kurzin, but they had only managed to get a few tanks unloaded so far and needed more. An officer walked wiped some sweat off of his brow and continued haulng sandbags.

"Comrade, how much longer until we can finish unloading our armored vehicles?"

"Another two hours comrade. Then e can get the rest of our tanks in action."

"Very good!"

10,000 Feet up
Four Su-33s screamed through the atmosphere. One of the pilots, Stepan looked up, then spoke into his radio, "Comrades, we have Rodenkan fighters just above us...And I'm reading contacts dead ahead. Fall in with the Rodenkans."

There was a chrorous of acknowledgments as the four Su-33s claimed slightly and fell into formation beside the F/A-18s. Stepan waved to one of the pilots and offered the clench-fisted Communist salute.

To the Government of Van Luxemburg:

We accept your offer. If at anythime you need any of our highly trained paratroopers let our over all commander Holy General Woods know.

Much Thanks,

James Tomis
Prime Minister
Holy Republic of Moses Land

OOC: Sorry, Kilani, the Aysheaians know you're on the Republics side, I just didn't make it clear. Late night posting and all... ;)

-- 4 kilometers outside of Kurzin, Kanarra --

Sergeant Pauli Maoiti brushed sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and focused again on the view through his binoculars. The enemy convoy was trundling up the expressway from Harma a scant 5 kilometers from Kurzin. He shifted his gaze to the right a little to where the expressway rose up to pass over a pair of rail tracks. It all looked good, the convoy was almost there. He flinched as a pair of Moses Lander fighters streaked overhead, but he'd chosen his cover well, his squad hidden under a dense clump of brush facing their target. He looked to his left, to where corporal Duiani lay holding the detonator. She looked back at him, her dark eyes glinting, waiting for the command.

"Get ready", he said softly, "they're almost there."

She flipped up the detonators safety cover, exposing the switch and arming the explosives.

They'd gotten short warning of the approaching convoy, which was making great speed as if they expected no resistance. He wasn't surprised by their attitude, considering their numbers. What the Aysheaians lacked in troops here, though, they made up for in equipment. Assault carbines. Rocket launchers. Grenades. Explosives. All brought here to help supply the Republicans. Some of that explosive now was being put to use on the support pilings of that overpass, over which the Moses Lander convoy was about to pass.

"On my mark, five, four, three, two, one..."

The Marines had a toehold in the base. Folward defenses were falling back it seemed, and Marines were rushing in. Mary Triop ran folward, the taste of victory on her lips...

An explosion went off. Three troops in front of Triop went down, but not on their own power. Looking up, Triop saw what was happening: fighters. It seemed the enemy was now the one bombing their land forces, to an even greater sucess then the Moses Landers had acomplished.

It was like going through a mindfield. The groung would explode in front, behind , to the side, bellow you...

Triop manadged to avoid being blown up, an acomplishment Triop would wonder how she achived for the rest of her life.

However long it lasted.

Now T-7's were engaging the fighters. The bombings decreased. But now their were Kilani troops ahead of her.

"Take this Comrads!" a soldier yelled. He was dead three secounds later.

Triop scurried for cover as she shot a Kilani. This jolted her more then she expected: she had killed before yes, but she never saw her victums die. But this man...

She thought that when Kilani died something diffrent might happen. She thought they'd grow a secound head and keep fighting or something.

But no. Moses Lands horrible foes died just like them.

For some reason that scared Mary Triop more then anything ever had before.

OOC: OK, just to clarify, where is everyone's fleet in relation to everything? I'm in the Med. Luxembourg is in the Bay of Biscay. Where's Moses Land?

IC:

Island Garrison
Petra Gregorivich, leader of 1st Platoon, 2nd Company was worried. They had taken 25% casualties during th fighting so far, despite help from the friendly fighters. As she watched one exploded in a ball of fire and tumbled to earth. She turned, listening to her radio operator.

"Comrade Platoon Leader! Company Leader Ivanovich says he needs time to withdraw the rest of the company. He wants us to hold off the enemy!"

She chewed her lower lip for a moment before nodding slowly. "We'll do it."

The radio operator spoke into the radio A moment later a voice crackled through oud enough for her to hear, "Good luck Comrade Platoon Leader!"

She turned to her Platoon and yelled orders, "Comrades ,we ahve to hold off the advancing forces long enough for our troops to withdraw. We will counter-attack and put confusio into the enemy. FOrm line! National colors to the front!"

The red and white flag was borne to the center of the thin line that had formed. Three squads. She looked up and down the line and nodded to herself. This was it. She lifted her combat whistle and blew three long, harsh blasts.

"CHARGE!"

With a drawn-out scream of "HURRRRRRAHHHHHH!" the line broke cover and charged towards the advancing marines, firing from the hip. She knew her troops were falling here and there, taken down by weapons fire. Ahead of her the tandard bearer fell to hisknees, shot through the chest. He struggled to keep the banner up. Petra dropped her rifle and ran forward, grabbing the banner pole in her hands. Then she was running forward again, banner streaming above her.

"HURRRRAHHHHH!"

OOC: Think Enemy at The Gates style charge. ;)

OOC: Aysheaias is in the Bay of Biscay. So far we've just a bunch of transports and their escorts, so we're staying far away from everything else. A larger force is making it's way up, but still is out to sea a long ways.

OOC:I've only sent skycats so if you want to know where we are LOOK UP!

I need a landing area so if other pro republic forces are landing we could land to support (50,000 front line soldiers with supporting forces)

A massacure at the Kilani base. A slow bloody crawl to Kurzin. A fleet battle in the Medetarainian. A destroyed convoy.

The Conservatives called the first three victories and the last a minor setback. How many more victories and minor setbacks can we afford? thought Holim sadly as he left Parliment. This session had seen more war funding, a draft age lowered to 16, and talk of project 01, which only the Prime Minister and a handfull of Conservative MP's seemed to know about.

"Sir?" Holim turned to the speaker, MP Jas Olik.

"I'm no longer Sir, Jas. Were equal members of a paralized party."

"You should be Prime Minister. We should be in charge..."

"'Shoulds' are not 'ares' Jas. We both know that..."

"Maybe they can be 'ares'. Come with me..."

Jas led Holim into a black limo that most MP's rode in. They drove for sevreal hours in compleat silence through the enormous city, finilly reaching. a ware house.

Inside were a group of people Holim did not recognize.

"Mr. Prime Minister" Jas said to Holim, ignoring his previous comment, "these are the men who will be delivering our message."

"Message?"

"To the government of Kilani of course. We are asking for help starting our own revolution."

we would like persmission to send in the 67th armoured(24 t-72 moderna,15 t-90s,8 tunguska anit-air tanks(also good against infantry)20 bmp-3s,6000 infantry) to help you defened your nation.




Mike Niros
minster of defence

The Department for Depletion of Enemy Fighting Spirit has begun a propoganda campaign against the Moses Lander troops in Kanarra and else where. Most of this involves dropping leaflets with messages printed on them and making radio broadcasts.

Text of Propoganda Leaflet Dropped on Moses Land Troops
Brave Soldiers and Comrades of Moses Land!

Why are you fighting for a Facist Government, far from home? Your leaders have sent you to fight and die while they sit at home eating off of gold plates. You are fighting to maintain a Facist Government against the Will of the People. You yourselves belong to a Republic, do you not? So, ask youselves why your leaders have sent you to die far from home! If you no longer wish to continue fighitng for the Facists and Royalists simply approach the nearest Kilani, Aysheaian, or Republican patrol with your hands raised above your head or a white flag. This is the universal signal for surrender.

You will be will treated. You will be given hot food, shelter, warm clothing, and a bed to sleep on. You may spend the rest of the war in comfort and safety. You are our comrades and we have no wish to fight you. If you require Political Asylum we will be glad to allow you to live in Kilani.

(There follows several photos of POWs living in comfort, talking happily with the Kilani Guards, and eating good-looking food)

add that if they cannot go back home they will be given political asylem

add that if they cannot go back home they will be given political asylem

Well, they are POWs. Of course they'll be able to go home after the war. But I will add that...

Blood was everywere. Mary Triop was unsure how much of it was Moses Land's or Kilani's. The blood blocked her visibility: she just kept firing. If she had been hit she wouldn't have noticed; she just kept firing. She had no idea whether she was hiting anything; for all she knew she was inflicting freindly fire. At this moment she didn't care. She. Just. Kept. Firing.

"HURRRRRRAHHHHHH!" "HOLD FAST!" That was all Triop could make out through the screames and bullets.

Triop was no longer afraid of Hell. It had to be an improvement overv where she was now.

Intrestingly questions still went through her head. Why did enter the military? Why couldn't I just be a cook like Mom and Dad? What did I have to prove? Triop wished answers would go through. The questions were as bad as the surrondings...

After what seemed like a life time, her gun ran out of ammunition. She then wiped the blood off her eyes...

And noticed someone was running. No it was an army. Somewas was retreating. But Triop couldn't tell which one. Should she run after them? Should she stay here?

She decided to run, but then noticed she was on the ground. Her legs wouldn't move.

At least I'll find out now who's side won...

To Mike Niros
minster of defence
Morvonia

If you mean defend Moses Land we appriciate your help. While our militia is world famous we can always use extra defense.

James Tomis
Prime Minister
Holy Republic of Moses Land

Island Battlefield

Petra couldn't believe it. The enemy had broken. They were running. A single platoon of Kilani soldiers ahd beaten back the attack. Well..it wasn't platoon anymore. Barely a sqaud was left alive out of the platoon and most of the m were walking wounded. She looked down at her leg. She was bleeding. Huh. When had that happened?

She looked back and saw the rest of the company was coming back on the run. She slumped to her knees, exhausted. Almost entirely wiped out. There had been two companies on garrison duty here and one had been annhilated in the early stages of the battle. 50% casualites. 66% in her platoon. Dear God...

Ivanovich ran up to her, panting and holding his rifle, 'My god! Petra, that was amazing! We were watching from our secondary positions... You... you...It was incredible! You will be rewarded for this! Probably the order of the White Star, at least! Dear God! COMRADE MEDICAL OFFICER! See to the wounded. Ours and the enemies."

Medical personnell began wading through the carnage, checking bodies and attending to the wounded.

Fury was the mood on the streets of Moses Land. It filled Parliment to. Gout Rel saw some anti-war socialists fuming with hate even. The Conservative MP didn't blame them.

"They beat us two battles in a row! The casualty count is 400 troops and 20 fighter pilots! We have nothing to show for it!" yelled the Prime Minister. The Conservatives had given up the idea that these were only setbacks. The people no longer cared about anything except beating Kilani. The rebles and theieother allies were forgotten now, at least until Kilani was humiliated.

"And now they want us to defect? How many have?"

"Only three so far." Rel stated.

"Thats four to many!" Socialist MP Janis Mirium yelled. Normally Mirium was horribly partisan. Today was not normal.

"What is the plan?" Jas Olik, one of the few calm MPs left asked.

"Why its simple." Mirium said with an evil smile. We hit them even harder. We can kill more of them then they us!"

"How?" Rel asked.

"The tanks are still in reserve yes?"

"No. They were to be used for the assult once the Marines knocked out their follward defenses. But..."

"Lets vote to use them now!" another Socialist said blood thirstily.

The vote was 80-23. Rel tried to talk them out of the idea, but to no avail. The tanks would probebly destroy the Kilani...

But would the price the Moses Landers pay be to high?

10,000 feet above Kilani landing beach

"The Bogeys have armed their missiles, Sattelite information."
"Roger, Arming Missiles now"
"planes recognised, F/A 18's"
"This is gonna be hard"

Island Garrison
A faint rumble began, growing louder.

"What the hell...?"

Ivanovich stepped out onto the roof and looked out over waht had been a place of carnage only a few hours ago. By now the medical personell had evacuated all of the wounded to the airfield and were airlifitng them to hospital facilities. He spotted a long line of dust. He raised his binoculars and took a look.

"God damn it! They just don't give up! Tanks, for the love of god, tanks! We have no tanks of our...we're low on ammo."

He stepped back inside and turned to his radio officer, "Tell the airfiled to evacuate all vital personell."

Then he ran downstairs and began pullling important documents from file cabinets. He handed them to two soldeirs.

"Take these outside and burn them!"

With a nod the two soldiers hurried outside. Ivanovich sighed. He couldn't fight. What was left of his men would be massacred. He had no choice.

"Inform HIgh COmmand that we have run out of ammunition and have taken heavy casualites. As such I am being forced to surrender my command."

There was muttering from the ranks as the radio officer complied. Ivanovich stepped outside to wait for the tanks.

To Mike Niros
minster of defence
Morvonia

If you mean defend Moses Land we appriciate your help. While our militia is world famous we can always use extra defense.

James Tomis
Prime Minister
Holy Republic of Moses Land












OOC:can someone please summerize what is goin on.then i will dicide who to go with

we are here to help Kanarra and her allies.




OOC:can someone please summerize what is goin on.

Ummm...read the thread.

OK, basically there is a revolt going on. The Republicans want a Republic but the Queen won't let them. So the Republicans revolt .Various nations ahve taken sides and right now myslef and Moses Land are clashing. The Queen and her allies are trying to attack Kurzin, which has been declared the Republic capital.

OOC;i will help out u guys(Kilani)




we would like persmission to send in the 67th armoured(24 t-72 moderna,15 t-90s,8 tunguska anit-air tanks(also good against infantry)20 bmp-3s,6000 infantry) to help you defened your nation.

OOC: and, remember, I have bombed the Sh*t out of Kurzin, so it isn't anymore than a few bricks.
IC:
3 KM away from Kurzin

"this is HQ to all forces, immediate Retreat! Retreat! The Marines will be the only troops to stay in Kanarra, they will try to eliminate Katz."
"Holy, this means we have to pull back? Hotel TwentyTwo out."
"No, but all landings will be canceled until further notice, and the Marines will try to eliminate OR capture Katz."

Above the Bay Of Biscay

"this is HQ, retreat to the nearest SD, our ships will finish off the Bogeys there"
"Roger! Hotel twentyTwo noted!"

10.000 Feet Over Landing Beach

Ivan chuckled and waved to the Kilani pilot as the 4 planes joined his 6. He turned back to look at his HUD when control broke in again.

"We have confirmed that incoming bogeis are Van Luxemburg planes They are to be conisdered hostiles."

"Roger that control. Delta Bravo, prepare to fire."

He settled his crosshairs over one of the small dots that was incoming, smiling at the clear tone of a radar lock.

"Delta Bravo 1, Fox Three."

"Shit, I've been locked"
"no prob, ETA is 10 seconds for our first SD rocket."
A volley of 22 Crotale AA missiles flew in at high speed, locking in at the SU-33's. a volley of 15 Aster 15 Missiles plus 10 Seawolf AA missiles locked itself
at the F/A 18's. when the Rafales dived, they had already asked for landing clearance.

(OOC: sorry for the short message)

"HOLY MOTHER OF GOD! BREAK! BREAK!"

The Su-33s dove, spirialing to avoid being hit by the missiles. Chaff flared out from them in an effort to confuse the missiles. One pilot wasn't quick enough and his plane was blown to pieces by the impact. The other planes dove hard and afast and sped for home.

came in too late...leaving...later all

OOC

Oops! That post by Gibraltarland should be Moses Land. Sorry if I caused any confusion.

Moses Land had the air strip. However it wasin't the glorous victory anyone had hoped for.

"We need a victory, not a retreat!" That was what filled the streets now. Frustration was every where.

Then Parlement got together. Always a bad sign, Holim thought.

"MP's" began the Prime Minister, "We have accounts of spies."

Holims blood ran cold.

"We have begun mass arrests of anyone thought to harbor siditious thoughts toward the government."

Luckly no one in Parlement was accused. Yet.

At the ware house a meeting was being held.

"Our current cooperation with Kilani is not large enough." Olik began.

"How can we expand it?" asked Holim?

"We ask them to help us overthrow the government."

I need a landing area so if other pro republic forces are landing we could land to support (50,000 front line soldiers with supporting forces)

Secret IC to Pantycellen: Aysheaia holds a suitable landing site south of Harma. We've only a platoon to defend it, so you'll want to plan accordingly.

OOC to Moses Land: Pay no attention to the following news item (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=437959).

-- 180 feet above Kanarra, somewhere outside Kurzin --

Lieutenant Mahoi scanned the ground for Moses Lander forces. Despite attempts to stop them, they'd made what's left of the city and were reported to have brought tanks with them.

"Tango, this is Hawkeye, I've found something. Making a check pass now."

Tango was Captain Muhari, squadron commander and pilot of an Eris off ahead of him, while Hawkeye was Leutenant Tanagi.

"Check pass confirms Moses Land tanks, some infantry, no air cover. Marking now."

A red spot lit up on Mahois moving map, showing the location of the tanks.

"Roger, Tango, lets go get them! Stay low and fast..."

Mahoi pushed the throttle forward and banked the Eris, turning to bear on the enemy. The ground here was grassy, with rolling hills and clumps of trees. Ideal for cover, but demanding to fly. He could hear Hawkeye over the radio telegraphing his attack. Cresting a tall hill, he saw a line of Moses Lander tanks at the base of the hill, heading for Kurzin. Throttling down, he descended with the hill, setting his sights on the nearest tank. Squeezing the trigger he fired a two second burst and saw dust erupt around and over the tank. Pulling up, he triggered his left munitions pod, dropping a cluster of antipersonnel bomblets at the infantry beyond. The column stretched to his left, so he throttled up and pulled around, circling for a pass down along the line.

-- Somewhere outside of Kurzin, Kanarra, in a hazy state of consciousness --

He heard screaming from somewhere, but he couldn't see where. It was black. He could remember that he'd been doing something, something important. That's right! He was a soldier. In the 2nd infantry platoon, on the road to Kurzin. He was supposed to stop it. No, that didn't make any sense. He was supposed to stop someone. Moses Landers. Or Van Luxemburgers. Or Imperial Kanarrans. That's what his platoon was supposed to do. That's why he was here, carrying a rifle. Hau'oi. That's his name. It's coming back...

Opening his eyes he could see overcast sky and feel something pressing against his head. Again he heard screams, but it wasn't people doing the screaming. It was...

"Gahdammit, gerroff me! Gaaaah!"

Waving his arms he startled the crow that had been sizing him up as a meal. All around him he could see more of the birds clustered around bodies. He knew some of them were Aysheaian, but he knew others were Moses Landers. He remembered now. They'd met an infantry unit. A big one. Hopelessly outnumbered, they'd set up in a line of brush and tried to ambush their foe. It had worked, they'd taken out a number of the enemy. The numbers, though, were against them, as the battle went against them. Picking his way around the fallen, he could see no others alive. The Moses Landers must have taken the wounded, if there were any.

His foot clattered against something, and he looked down. A FNC. The assault carbine used by his platoon. He bent and picked it up, checking the magazine. 8 shots left. That wouldn't do.

Scavenging, he found a handful of full magazines, a few grenades, a full canteen. Looking around, he started down the road, to Kurzin.

The 2nd platoon was on the march.

Road to Avignon

The Kilani troops were on the move. They had passed through Marseille several hours ago and now were heading for Avignon. From there they would head south to Montpeilller and then north again to Clermont Ferrand. Then south-west to Kurzin. So far there ahd been no real resistance and their tanks were moving up behind them.

Message to Revolutionary Leaders in Moses Land
Greetings Comrades. We have heard of your wish for Revolution. We are prepared to send troops and arms, but you must gain popualr support! Without it you will be crushed. We are sending a covert operations team to your country. They will infiltrate as tourists and businessman. They will contact you. That is all.

OOC: Short, crappy post. I'm busy at the moment.

Ensign Larance Telli bailed out of his tank before it expolded behind him. His crewmates weren't so lucky.

"Bastards" he muttered under his breath. He had served with those three tank mates since the war began.

He scrambled to the convoy of other tanks. They at least escaped undamadged.

Holy Commander Von Rocke saw him from the massive lead tank, for he ordered it to stop.

"Get inside!" Von Rocke ordered.

Telli did as told. He was lucky; the planes were making a striffing run at infentry.

Then three T-7s came up. They began to fire at the attackers.

"Bout time they came." Telli muttered.

"Sir," a tank man said to Von Rocke, "The covoy wishes to know if were continuing."

"Aaron's blood yes! We won't let some flyboys stand between us and the rebs."

The tanks continued to hurry as the infantry ran ahead. Three troops were dead.

Three to many thought Telli.

But the invaders continued to go follward until they reached a plain.

"Our infentry group is already outside of Kurzin. We'll need to reach them faster." the Commander said to the force. "But we have reports of an enemy army here. We'll drive em' out and kill..."

He was interupted by gun fire.

So much for the first part Telli thought as he preapared to kill something from inside the tank.

Find allies they tell me, Holim thought as he walked the capital's streets. Easier said then done.

Ever since the Marines fought the Kilanis outside of the airstrip, support for the war was high. Destroyed Kilani flags hung outside almost every home and business. The headquarters of the resistance even had to have them as to not attract suspicion.

In Parlement once again the majority of the Socialists sounded like Conservatives, hungry for an utter complete victory against Kilani.

At the resitance head quarters, Holim told General Koli, the resistances military cheif the problem.

"Same here. No more then one hundread militia are on our side."

"Well, what do we do?" Jas Orik asked.

"The longer the war goes on, the more support slips."

"So we need to keep the war going." Holim said. "How? Steal plans?"

"To carefully guarded." the General said.

"Well, what then?"

"The war will just have to run its course. No other alternative."

"I don't like that idea." Horim told him.

"Maybe not, but its the only way. Unless you have a plan?"

"No," Holim said. "I don't."

So they would eventully get support. But would there be any troops left alive when the time for the revolution came?

The flight of 6 planes had 2 planes shot down, with one pilot managing to eject to safetey.

Toulon

The Rodenkan Expeditionary Force was unloading the first of it's soldiers in the captured port. The 26th Infnatry had already unloaded and was marching quikcly in the wake of their of Kilani allies. The soldiers of the 79th were in the processing of unloading, along with the vehicles of the 14th Armored Cav Division and 12th armored Brigade. The carrier force and other escorts patrolled up and down the coast, to make sure no hostile ships could get close the unloading transports.

State TV News Report:

Our Beloved Leader has sent 1000 troops to the Monarchist army.

"There will be no war, but we will not tolerate Republicans gaining power." He said.

"We must stop this madness before it spreads."

Much of the army is on stand by, in case the monsterious rebels or their allies attack. This is Goure Gee, sighning off.

OOC: One tank and three infantry seems very light damage to sustain from a large group of tanks and men being attacked by aircraft designed specifically to attack them, but I'll roll with it...

-- Outskirts of Kurzon, Kanarra --

Lieutenant Kaloui watched through her binoculars as another Eris went down. This did not look good. As far as she could tell, the Moses Landers had taken no losses to speak of, while her forces were down to some 60 soldiers and another 20 or so wounded. The Captain was dead, killed in the fighting that claimed most of her company. Holding was out of the question, but the number of wounded made retreat difficult. Their best hope lay in waiting for nightfall. Under cover of darkness the Pelicans, hidden with their crews in a ravine to the north, might hope to recover them. Until then, though, with the enemy holding the sky they could only wait.

Road, 20 kilometers from Kurzin

Adrei was exhausted. He and the rest of the 7th Mechanized Guards had been driving thorugh most of last night and the day in an effort to reach Kurzin. He looked out the gun-port at the terrian as they rolled apst. A sign flicked past reading "Kurzin 20 Kilometers". He turned to the rest of the men in the APC with a grin, "We're almost there, Comrades! Only fifteen or twenty more minutes!" There was a small cheer from the squad.

Kurzin, twenty minutes later
The lead elements of the 7th Mechanized Guards were rolling into Kurzin, driving towards teh sound of the guns. Two battalions were detached to help begin construction of an airstrip at the edge of town so they could bring in close air support.

OOC: Crappy, but once again I am busy.

Kurzin, Kanarra

"Okay, our task is to kill Andrew Katz, if possible, and stop resistance. we have full air-support, and Tiger Attack-helicopters will do patrols in the region. this rubbish will be ours!"
"Yes Sir!"
10 marines set out of the APC, immediately taking up positions in buildings and behind heaps of rubbish. The first tank had a hard task, to clear the way of it.
"This is Tiger One to Leopard One, we have other enemy troops incoming, opening fire"
the 5 Tigers did a 45 degree turn and flew away, to the Kilani troops.

VLS "Diekirch, SD out of the Diekirch-class

the enormous 635mm cannons moved, very slowly but faster with the second.
they continued to turn till they were aimed at Toulon, where Rodenkian soldiers were unloading.
"Command to weapons, FIRE!"
the 635mm cannons came alive, making a howling noise, with a boom on the end. the 20 635mm cannons had fired at Toulon.

-- Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group, the Atlantic, 240 nm off the Kanarran coast --

Commodore Tuvalu brushed a few errant hairs from her eyes and gestured at the map in the dim nighttime lighting of the Kohola.

"Van Luxemburgers are attacking the Rodenkians at Toulon, here" a finger pointed "while Moses Landers appear to be concontrated here" the finger indicated Kurzin now "at the capital. The Kilani are there fighting them. Our strategy as we approach will be to attack Ausvielles with Swallows, plus any targets of opportunity that present themselves. I want all ships that are able to fire Swallows, this is not a limited strike. Do we have any word from Kurzin?"

"No, Ma'am."

"Damn. Those people held out against high odds. It'd be a shame if we've lost them."

-- Bridge of the missile frigate Kikiu --

"Orders from the Kohola, sir. The target is confirmed as Ausvilles, we're to commence and maintain fire with Swallows."

Captain Dediut let his gaze travel across the bridge. The eyes of all the sailors were upon him, glinting in the dim red night lighting, waiting.

"Fire."

The night lit up as Swallow cruise missiles flew from their tubes, propelled by their solid fuel boosters. Once they came up to speed, the boosters would drop away and the air breathing jet engine would fire. The rest of their journey would be made under jet power as the missile traveled, skimming the ground to avoid detection, to it's final explosive rendezvous. Around him Dediut could see other lines of flame from the other ships in the group, a terrible barrage of fire unleashed on the Kanarran Imperials.

400 feet under the surface of the Bay of Biscay

A Seawolf submarine shot through the Darkness, propelled by its Water Turbines, it achieved speeds of 40+ knots while it remained absolutely silent.
"Okay, our Sattelites just confirmed our objective. destoy any ship of the Aysheaian Navy, as a warning."
"Sonar to Conn, Contact at 50 KM east of our own position, hostile"
"prepare 3 MK. 48 ADCAP, pre-warming initializing"
"Roger, Pre-warming initialized"
"Roger, distance has become 45 KM"
"FIRE!"
"Weapon Launched"
"FIRE!"
"Weapon launched"
"FIRE!"
"Weapon Launched!"
"okay, cut the lines after 25 KM."
"Commander, Has left the Conn!"

(OOC: Maybe I have read to much Tom Clancy and James Cobb)
The Gibraltar strait

Another SD group, leading the VLS "Le Grau du Roi" a SD from the Diekirch-Class, passed the Gibraltar strait, and tried to reach the VLS "Diekirch".
they carried advanced amphibious assault equipment, like Amphibious Tanks and Hover-Tanks.

Night had risen, sweaping clear a bloody day. The Moses Landers light losses from the aircraft had been made up for, plus intrest. Sixty confermed dead, one hundread wounded, thirty missing...

Not that the enemy could tell: Moses Landers had had to run over the dead bodies. They probebly would never see them...

And the enemy platton hadn't been destroyed, Ensign Larance Telli thought from the tank.

Then Holy Commander Von Rocke. "We are going to wipe out that Aysheaia army here. Now."

The other Telli and the other two tankmen tried to hide their shock: During Night Fighting the defenders had a huge advantage.

Then Telli realized why Von Rocke ordered this: he wanted to achive the first disisive victory of the war. This hadn't crushed the enemy, hadn't made them know the had been compleatly beaten. Hadn't made the people at home celibrate.

Well, Von Rocke was going to go down in history: either as a brilliant genius or a compleat fool. They'd know which in a little while.

...Asuming theres any of us alive at the end.

-- Bridge of the AS destroyer Pensir, Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group, Bay of Biscay --

"Torpedos in the water!"

The sonarman looked up and at the captain with an odd look on his face. "Bearing 147, very long range..."

The captain looked at the map. That would put the attacker to the south. Considering the extreme range, it was probably a lone sub.

"Advise the Commodore, prepare countermeasures, and give me a probable fix on the firing sub."

"Roger!"

Captain Fallon pondered over the map again. If they were using ordinary torpedos, their best bet at this range might be to merely turn and run. The Type 48's the Aysheaian Navy used had a maximum range of about 30 nm, but they had to travel at reduced speed to make that.

"Probable firing point is here, sir!"

The map updated as Fallon watched, a fuzzy red spot indicating the location the sonarman had plotted.

"Fire ASROCs 5nm ahead of that point. Set them to go active on splashdown."

"Aye aye, sir!"

The ship shuddered as four ASROC missiles leapt into the air. They would carry their torpedo cargos swiftly to the indicated point, then drop them. The torpedos would start actively searching for targets at that point, home in, and try to destroy them.

"Orders from the Commodore, we're to turn 327 degrees and steam at flank speed"

Fallon could see the other ships turning, too. The whole fleet was going to bolt north to try and out-range the torpedos.

"Ready countermeasures, I want to know when that torpedo goes active."

OOC: I'll post the rest in a little while. The torpedoes would take a long time to reach the group at that range, anyways, so it'll add to the suspense... ;)

Kurzin
"That's right Comrdae Corps Leader, we have encountered enemy troops..What? I can't hear you Comrade! Oh, I see. Artillery is in position? Good! I'll let you know when we have some targets!"

Division Leader Alexi Baikov turned from the radio and looked out over the smoking ruins. He could hear scattered gunfire to the west and south, but nothing serious yet. They had encountered resistance from forward units of Moses Lander troops and had been harrassed by Luxembourg Attack heliocopters. A couple stingers ahd driven them off, but they had taken losses...It was time to get serious. He had reports that the remains of an Ayasheaian platoon were pinned down outside of town. He had sent a Battalion in an attempt to break through to them, but had gotten no word back so far...

He glanced trhough his binoculars agin. Hmmm...Looks like the Van Luxemburgers were digging in. He turned and picked up the field phone.

"Get me all Brigade LEaders. We are launching an all out attack on the Luxembourg lines within two hours."

A few minutes alter he was on the line with the Artillery Commander, "Comrade, I need a full bombardment all along the following coordinates. Keep their heads down for me! Yes...thank you, comrade!"

It was going to be a bloody day...

Outskirts of Turzin
Adrei was manning the 12.7 mm machine gun on top of the APC. HIs battalion had been ordered to break through and attempt to make contact with the Aysheaians. They ahd managed to break through and now most of the battalion was holding off the encircling enemy forcs. Two companies had continued forward, attempting to make contact with their allies. He squinted., peering forward. THere! Was that them?

"Comrade, hold up! I'm going to try and contact them by radio."

Adrei began switching channels, trying to rise the Aysheaians.

"Attention Aysheaian platoon, this is Sqad LEader Adrei with the People's Army. We are attempting to break through to you. We are several kilmoeters outside of Kurzin. Do you read? Over."

He paused, hoping for a response.

Outside Kurzin

They had finilly made it. There force was not nearly as large as it had been when they set out, but they had made it. There was still a huge army of Moses Landers behind them that hadn't yet arrived, but they had made it. The enemy was still entrenched heavily in the city, but they had made it. Their expedition had been under manned, the real attention to the back up forces and the assult on Kilani targets, but they had made it.

The force could here the sounds of the city, see the sky scrappers, smell the food from the resternants. The practicle thing to do would be to wait, but the expedition had waited long enough. It was their time, and no one elses.

The attack was about to begin. History was about to be made.

At least, they all hoped so.

Bay of Biscay

"ASROC launch detected!"
the Seawolf got away at 40 knots when the torpedos were launched and was heading towards the Strait of Gibraltar
"Target makes turn, heading 327, High speeds. they're trying to outrun The torpedo."
"Let the Mk.48's go to 327 and flank them, keep the wire connected."
"I wish we had Vortexes or Nagasakis ready for this cause"
"we could call up one of the ADCAP Seawolfs, they carry Vortexes"
"alright, Call 'em"

The ADCAP Seawolf-Class VLS "Grou" didn't look very much different from the other submarines, besides she had 8 Vortex Torpedo-slots, instead of 16 normal Torpedoslots.
"new Objective, attack the Aysheaian fleet"
"we've got new contacts, heading 327, High speeds, considered Hostile"
"Fire a Vortex at one of them, that'll shock 'em"
"Vortex ready and Fire in 3, 2, 1, FIRE!"
a Vortex torpedo-rocket shot out of its tube, heading 327. the Vortex, an underwater rocket capable of making 300 kts with his PlasticPac explosive load, powerfull enough to destroy a Heavily armed ship, would be reaching its target in a matter of minutes, or seconds.

Kurzin

The Tiger assault helicoptrs had to retreat, with one helicopter lost, weather was too bad to fly with bigger helicopters and they were surrounded, if following Sattelite information.
Some B-2's could make it, however. they were on their way to bomb Kilanian Forces in Kurzin. he hoped the Moses landers could be on time so he could reach them.

OOC: Okay My forces are in Montpellier. 50 Shadowdancers are in Kurzin protecting Andrew. We are marching towards Ausvielles with cover from seven battalions of the Psiarlia. The last three battalions are bombing (and protecting the bombers of) Ausvielle.

Toloun

Seaman 1st Class Terzov was in the process of using a tansport ship's crane to move one of the Leopard 2A6 tanks his ship had been carrying, when the shells hit. ALthough they were being fired from extreme long range, they landed on target, blowing the (fortunately empty) transport ship Ram's Head out of the water in colossal explosion. Terzov leaped ffrom the crane and sprinted for cover, yelling as he went.

"Get down! Incoming!"

Another shell had hit the staging area where a platoon of the 45th Regiment, 79th Infantry Division had been forming. Now there was nothing but a smoking crater and a few scattered casualites, lying on the ground moaning. The already offloaded vehicle jumped into high gear, racing away from the dock area at top speed. All ground troops in the area were quickly moving away to get away from what was sure to be a hellish bombardment.

Carrier RNSBestovik

"Sir, we have reports of enemy bombarment. Highly likely that it is from an enemy ship's cannons."

"Launch an air strike. I want those docks clear, damn it!"

A flight of 4 F/A 18s roared off the deck and into the sky, heading for the Diekirch

Road to Kurzin, Advance elements of the 26th Infantry Division

With a rumble, trucks carrying the soldiers of Rodenka sped down the road, passing through small villages and waving at their Kilani allies as they passed. Sgt. Iosef Rostov turned to hsi squad, smirking.

"They may be Commie bastards, but they fight well."

OOC: Van L, I'm assuming both subs are at least 40nm away. Closer and they'd be detected by the active sonar buoys around the fleet, further and a 300 kt underwater rocket would take more than 10 minutes to reach the fleet. K?

-- Antisubmarine helicopter, 35 nm out from the Aysheaian fleet. Bay of Biscay --

"Sonar contact bearing 145, medium range, moving very fast and cavitating heavily. Some kind of torpedo, maybe, but moving fast"

"Roger, reel in the buoy, we're heading in that direction. Fleet, this is ASH 12, soft contact on the grid, sending you the coordinates. Hal, ready the weapon, we'll fire as soon as we've got a hard contact."

-- Bridge of the AS destroyer Pensir, Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group, Bay of Biscay --

"ASH 12 is reporting a high speed contact bearing 189, long range."

"Roger that, relay to the Kohola. Fire countermeasure rockets"

Two small missiles leapt from their launchers. Carrying antitorpedo countermeasures, small devices designed to be dropped in the path of the torpedo and mimic the sonar return of a larger ship, they would attempt to shake the torpedo off.

"ASH 12 is reporting hard contact, they're requesting permission to fire."

"Permission granted. Fire ASROCs as well."

With a roar, four more ASROC missiles sped from their launchers, bound for the new target.

-- Antisubmarine helicopter, 45 nm out from the Aysheaian fleet. Bay of Biscay --

"We've got permission to fire the weapon, sir."

"You may fire the weapon."

With a splash the Mk. 46 antisubmarine torpedo fell from the helicopter and began to search for the enemy submarine.

"Torpedo running. Acquiring... Torpedo has the target and is making for it."

"Roger that. ASROCs are incoming, too. Between us we should get a kill."

-- Bridge of the carrier Kohola, Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group, Bay of Biscay --

Commodore Tuvalu indicated several points on the map.

"Now, we aren't detecting any enemy shipping in the area, save the two submarines we're engaging right now. The plan, then, is to come about to 68 degrees to give the aircraft favorable winds for launch. We'll be launching all 12 squadrons of Kihikihi (OOC: They're an Aysheaian design, very similar to the Rafale - which makes this veeeerrry interesting, Van L ;) ). Squadrons one through four will configure for ground attack, five through twelve will be air combat. One through eight will go in with the landing craft, the rest will provide CAP cover for the fleet. Be ready to implement in an hour."

OOC: This fleet is composed of the Kohola (carrier), 6 destroyers, 16 missile frigates, 1 helicopter assault craft, and a large number of various kinds of assault landing craft carrying about 30,000 marines, 60 tanks and APCs, and a large amount of supplies.

-- Bridge of the AS destroyer Pensir, Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group, Bay of Biscay --

"First torpedo contacts are running alongside us at medium range, still not active. The fast contact has gone active and is closing. Range 5nm..."

"Deploy countermeasures!"

"Aye, sir!"

Two more countermeasure rockets leapt from their launchers, dropping their payloads alarmingly close to the fleet now.

"Torpedo is still closing, I think the target is Muheri..."

To the port the sea suddenly lurched and sprayed as the torpedo detonated under the missile frigate Muheri. The compact ship lurched, pitched, then folded and dropped beneath the frothing sea. The entire incident had taken perhaps 10 seconds.

"My God..."

-- Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group, Bay of Biscay, southwest of Harma --

The assault landing ships were arrayed around the Kohola, large, sturdy ships filled with marines, weapons, vehicles and supplies. From the water-level sterns of the ships, landing craft backed away, riding their air cushions, loaded with the first wave of marines. Antisubmarine helicopters hovered around the fleet, their sonar buoys pinging the water for enemy subs, while Kihikihi fighters circled above. The beach lay 20 nm away, where an advance platoon from the original force waited.

Colonel Saern'e led her fighters towards Ausvielles. "Battalion status" she barked. This was followed by her wing leaders asking pilots their status. All was calm so they continued on to Ausvielles. Her battalion spearheaded a formation. Behind her were a battalion of bombers, surrounded by a battalion of fighters. As they entered the suburbs they encountered resistance from enemy fighters.

Several Kilometers Outside of Kurzin
Adrei switched frequencies again and once more spoke into the radio, "Aysheaian troops do you read? This is Platoon Leader Adrei of the People's Army of Kilani. We are here to reinforce yourposition and get you out of here. Do you read? Over."

On the Road to Kurzin

Air Ensign Charles Li tried to menuver in the darkness. All piliots of course were trained in night combat, but training was never as hard as the real thing.

"This is Holy Air Ensign Moni to Li: target the incoming Kilani reinforcments."

Li sighd. Like almost everyone, Moni wanted to blow up the Kilani, even if it wasin't a stratigicly good decision. Li had wished he was fighting along side them, not killing them. He would have surrendered to them, but that would have left him grounded, not able to do the only thing he was good at: fly.

"Bombs away" Li said.

Explosions rippled under him. He had been aiming for the center of the platton.

Who knew what he actully had hit, if anything.

Then the enemy fighters showed up.

-- South of Harma, Kanarra --

Marine General Tar Aroi'i poured over a map of Kanarra, marking circles where allied and enemy forces were gathered.

"Alright! Now the Moses Landers are here, in Kurzin. According to intelligence, they're strung out from there east. The Rodenkans are landing here, in Toulon, and it looks like that’s where the Van Luxemburgers are, too. Now we haven't heard from the Republicans, so we can't count on them right now. I want to bring the 1st division up the road here, towards Harma, and then cut across to catch the road to Kurzin. As soon as we're all here. The other two will follow up as they're ready. I want to split off 2 companies to stay here. One will wait here while the other will spread out over the surrounding country."

Aroi'i opened his mouth to speak again, but was cut off by the scream of an R-27 reconnaissance plane taking off from the road they'd commandeered. (OOC: R-27 and R-22 recon planes, as well as A-20 attack planes, are designed to be able to use a straight length of ordinary road as a runway)

"Okay. Lets get ready to go. I want up to date intel by the time we're moving, and call the Kohola, I want to make sure we'll have air cover."

Arei clambered to his feet. His ears were ringing. He looked around and could see the APC had been flippd onto it's side. He shook his head. A medic was standing in front of him, mouthing something. Couldn't hear him. Couldn't...He lifted his hand and touched the side of his face. It came away wet and red. He began to scream.

we have many men here and arms and medical and food aid we just need somewhere to land anywhere in the republican zone no logistics need to be in evidence just an open space preferably near the fighting but not too near

Pantycellen, we've a landing site set up about 50 kilometers southwest of Harma. You can accompany the two divisions of Aysheaian marines to Kurzin, where fighting is heavy, from there. There isn't an airstrip, but there's a good beach and light forest inland. We have air cover in place.

-- Somewhere in western Kanarra, southeast of Harma --

Marine General Aroi'i gestured across the plains in front of him.

"You see those hills there to the left? That's an ideal place for an ambush. I want you to take a couple of squads up there and scope 'em out! Have we heard from the recon planes yet? They should be in position to have a good view of what's ahead. Tell them-" he stopped talking for a moment as a pair of tanks, flying the stars-on-blue flag of Aysheaia from their whip antennas, roared by. "Tell them I need to know whats the best crossing for the Dropt there..."

will do I'll use the marine infantry to shore up my position while my assault guard get ready to move out (marine infantry are infantry while assault guard are armoured mobile units)

I'll send 1st flottilla to aid you by bombarding enermy positions (think of them as flying warships)

Captured Kilani Air Strip

General Galip Zoliu had summoned a meeting of his top aids.

"People," the General said addressing them in his typical manner, "Why are we still guarding this air strip?"

"Parliment ordered it sir." one aide answered.

"And why did they order it?"

"To make sure no Kilani retake it." another said

"Look around you." The General said. "Do you see any stratigical advantage to them or us or anyone having this strip now that we're all in the middle of Kanarra?"

"No, sir. But Parliment..."

"Is a pack of fools. We're moving these troops to open another front in Spanish Kanarra."

This caught the aides by surprise. Disobay Parliment? Unheard of!

"We'll move the fleet to here..." General Zoliu pointed to a city called Port-Bou. "The army will advance into the Spanish portion of the nation which is in revolt at the moment. I anticipate other nations will start suppling troops after we land, so we'll have to capture the rebel stronghold of Zaragoza to use as our base. Then we move on... "

"Sir, you can't disobay Parliment!" an aide interupted.

Instead of being angry, General Zoliu smiled. "What can they do? Send the Militia after me? Besides, after we compleat this campain, they wouldn't dare stop me. After I win the war here a whole generation of parents will be naming their children after me!"

No other aide spoke up. Eventully Zoliu finished his plans. The aides had to admit to themselves they did make more sense then what parliment gave them.

"Now assemble the troops. If anyone hears we are disobaying Parliment, they and which ever one of you who told them (And don't think I won't find out) will be put in the battlefield unarmed. Understood?"

The aides had known the General to know he was serious with his threat. They nodded.

"Then let's win the war!"

OOC: I know I just took some liberties with the rebels by mading up the revolt in Spanish Kanarra. If anyone thinks this disrupts the rules, I'll deleate this post.

-- Kanarra, 50 km outside of Kurzin --

Hau'oi plodded along the road, as he'd done all day yesterday. He'd managed to get a little sleep during the night, but he'd awoken feeling worse than ever. He was tired, still, and hungry. The Moses Landers had scavenged all the food and he hadn't eaten for something like 30 hours. His head felt like little men were hammering on it, bang, bang bang... He thought back to the last thing he remembered from the battle. They'd been firing away at the Moses Landers, hitting them with everything they had. He remembered seeing one fall, a look of surprise on the mans face, as if he was thinking 'this shouldn't happen to me'. He'd brought his FNC to bear on the next man over just as that man aimed at him. They must have fired at the same time, because he saw the man fall, at the same time as his head rang like a bell. Then it all went black.

The helmet saved him, really. He'd found it when he woke up. The bullet had pierced the helmet, but it must have been deflected because it just grazed along his scalp. He could feel the line, it burned. He must be getting an infection. If he'd have been smart he'd have looked for a medic kit, but he hadn't.

The sound of engines pulled him out of his reverie. Something was coming. A lot of something, by the sound of it. He quickly searched around for cover, but the area was open. There was a ditch, which was poor cover, but it was better than nothing. scrambling into the ditch, he waited. He could hear tanks, their treads metallic and harsh sounding on the road. Men, too. Marching feet. Somehow, over the tanks, he heard the sound of their feet, and their voices as they spoke to one another.

Voices speaking Aysheaian.

He risked a quick peek. It looked like an entire infantry batallion, at least, was passing by. Their uniforms, patches, voices and flags marked them as Aysheaian. His face split into a broad grin. Reinforcements had arrived at last!

"Hey!" he called in Aysheaian, "Hey! I'm coming out! I'm Aysheaian!"

He wanted to make sure they knew he was friendly before popping out. The last thing he needed was some touchy soldier firing before he looked.

"I'm Aysheaian, I'm coming out!"

Rising out of the ditch, he began to walk to the column, to friendly grins and cheers.

OOC: Okay, maybe I haven't done my math :D

IC:
Coming from the Gibraltar Strait
The SD out of the Diekirch-class, The VLS "Le Grau Du Roi", was now only 10 km away from it's counterpart, the "Diekirch", when she heard alarms for an Aerial Attack. the Central computer immediately responded with arming the Aster 15 Missiles, with a range of 30 km. 15 rockets of them fired at, what the computer thinks, the Hostiles.

VLS "Diekirch"
"Incoming Air strike, prepare weapons, I repeat, incoming Air Strike, prepare weapons"
The constant hammering of the alarm sounded to the whole ship, attending People to get up and man the defences.
"FIRE!"
another volley of 15 Aster 15 missiles was launched from the ship, together with 22 Crotale and 10 Seawolf AA missiles. the 37mm AA cannons and AA lasers were already being prepared. it was the first time they were used, however.
"okay, aim for those damned carriers, I don't want anymore attacks like these"
"We've got actual locations from our Greyhound, so we have aiming data, of both the "Bestovik" and the "Kohola""
"Perfect, prepare Harpoons and try to get some ASROC's loaded."
"Yes Sir!"
Two minutes later, the missiles fired, half for the "Bestovik, half for the "Kohola", 8 ASROC's and 3 Harpoons for the "Bestovik" 7 ASROC's and 4 Harpoons for the "Kohola"

conventional Seawolf-class submarine

"we're being followed by an Mk.46 torpedo, range 11,000 metres, speed 45 knots, distance 2,000 metres, prepare for explosion!"
when the sonar shouted, everyone grabbed it's lifevests and secured themselves next to a pole in the Submarine.
"Emergency emptying of Tanks! Emergency Emptying!"
The submarine came up, with tanks full of Air. when it came to the surface, it was hit at the rudders by a mk.46. more would soon follow.
"Deploy those damned Lifeboats! contact the "Diekirch" and ask for a helicopter! and I need one to fire all the left torpedo's at the Aysheaian fleet"
"yes sir!"
"I would like to go inside, sir!"
"Com'on, get inside then"
the Weapons officer got inside, aimed and fired the torpedos left in the Tubes and had barely left the weaponsroom, on it's way to the Conn, when the Submarine was full of water and sank to the bottom of the Bay of Biscay.
Outcome: 110 survivors, 11 killed.

OOC: I'll accept the last gasp "hail mary" launch of 8 torpedos at the Aysheaian fleet from extreme range, but not ASROCs and Harpoons from your SD off the coast of southern Spain - Harpoons have a maximum range of 60 miles or so, ASROCs have a much shorter range.

-- Antisubmarine helicopter 30 nm southwest of the Aysheaian fleet --

The sea exploded into a white spray as a submarine burst nose-first to the surface. It lifted nearly half it's length from the water before slamming back down, pitching wildly.

"There it is! Submarine surfaced!"

"Roger! Contact fleet."

As they watched, men poured out of hatches in the submarine, pushing bundles with them. Some of the men worked with the bundles, which unfolded into inflatable rafts.

"They're abandoning ship!"

The sonar operator looked up, a worried look on her face. "She's fired torpedoes, they've come around and gone on active immediately!"

"What the-"

"Give me a firing solution, we've got to finish that thing off!"

"Too late - look! It's sinking!"

The submarines crew, some in rafts, some swimming, struggled to get away from the stricken submarine, which rolled almost on its side and then slid tail-first into the deep.

"Tell the fleet, they've got incoming..."

-- Bridge of the AS destroyer Pensir, Aysheaian 2nd Naval Group, Bay of Biscay --

"Torpedoes incoming, extreme range, on active"

"Oh for Chri-"

"Keep an eye on the things, we'll fire countermeasures when they've closed to 10 nm."

"Aye aye!"

There was no chance of maneuvering as the fleet was stopped for landing. Countermeasures, coupled with range, would be their defense.

"Torpedo exploded, sir! It took out a sonar buoy. Seven in the water still. Range, 12 nm and closing."

"Range now 10 nm and closing, sir."

"Launch countermeasures."

"Rockets away!"

Four salvos of four leapt from launch tubes, streaking rapidly away from the ship and then dropping countermeasures in the path of the oncoming torpedoes.

"torpedoes exploding, sir.... Sounds like one - make that two - still coming. One is making for us, the other for... I think it's heading for a landing craft!"

"But those things are hovercraft!"

"I know, sir, but they make a lot of noise."

"Warn the craft to bear away from the fleet, see if it can lead it away."

"Roger"

"Time to impact of the one bearing on us?"

"18 minutes"

"That might be enough. Bring us to flank speed and turn to course 10, we'll see if we can get enough range on it."

"Aye, sir!"

The sea churned at the destroyers stern and it started to come about. While powerful, it still took many minutes to bring the ship to speed.

"Torpedo range 1 mile and closing... closing..."

"Hard to starboard, brace for impact!"

The ship heeled as its rudder bit into the sea, as the nose began to yaw around. then came a sharper jolt, followed by a dull blast.

"Damage report!"

"Flooding in the engine room, minor casualties reported! The flooding is coming from the shaft bearings and is controllable."

"Roger, advise the Commodore, and contact the repair tender..."

-- 46 nm from the Aysheaian fleet, Bay of Biscay --

An Aysheaian Marine Landing Hovercraft is an armored slab big enough to carry helicopters or tanks. It rides one and a quarter meters off the surface on a ground effect produced by four large fans driven by two large jet engines. It can travel over water or sand or anything in fact that doesn't stick up more than one and a quarter meter above its surroundings. When it's operating, it makes a sound akin to a jumbo jet running up for takeoff. It is, therefore, an impressive thing to have bearing down on you.

What each Van Luxemburger in their rubber rafts thought as three of the things slowed to a standstill about 40 meters from them only they themselves know. When machine guns were brought to bear on them, however, they all shared the knowledge that the war was over for them.

"This is marine Leutenant Mari'in Haoluli'i!" an amplified voice called. "You are now prisoners of the Confederated States of Aysheaia. You will each strip and swim to one of landing craft for pickup. When you reach the craft, you will climb aboard - one at a time - and show that you carry nothing with you. If you refuse to do any of these things, you will be shot. We have blankets and coffee on board, and you will receive clothes and food when we rejoin the fleet. As prisoners of Aysheaia, you will be well treated. You have my word on that."

OOC: My "Diekirch" isn't near southern Spain, but a few kilometres off the coast at Perpignan, France.

IC:
A few hondred metres above sea-level, Bay of Biscay

The 2 NH-90 tactical transport Helicopters were escorted by 2 Sea-Tigers, to prevent any opposition from other Nations. after they had been sent from the SD which had got the message of the Submarine. they had flown at their Top-Speed to reach them. when they reached them, they saw three Hovercrafts laying alongside many Rubber-Boats, which were owned by The van Luxemburg Marine Nationale.
"Shit!, NH-90 to all, arm weapons!"
the Co-Pilot grabbed a Microphone and pushed the button to talk
"this is the Van Luxemburgian Navy! leave all the sailors in the boats and leave the area, or else we will open fire!"
The NH-90 helicopter flew low in, and let ropeladders down to evacuate the sailors.

Aboard the Nimes-Class Patrol frigate VLS "Cassis", 1 NM away from the sunken submarine

The "Cassis" was on it's way, called up by the Submarine, when they heard about the situation at the submarine. The Top-speed of a Nimes-class was 40 knots, a speed wich was utilized now. the NH-90 was being prepared aboard the Frigate, together with 15 marines to be flown to the location.

Holy Commander Von Rocke was still ordering his tanks follward through the darkness against the enemy. Ensign Larance Telli was firing their tanks massive gun when ever the commander ordered it.

"Were coming on an enemy incampment! Fire!"

Bashoon! Bashoon! Moses Lander Tanks were recognizible by that sound they always made.

Bashoon! Bashoon! the enemy answered back the same way. that was when the tankmen realized...

"Cease Fire! Freindlies!" Von Rocke ordered. The other Tank did so as well.

A while later everyone in the army knew what had happened: In the darkness most Moses Landers had been mistaken for enemies. The enemy had won without firing a shot.

The casulties were 70 killed, 90 wounded, 33 Missing.

Von Rocke was immediatly relived by command by Parliment who had placed Commander Liks-Wood in charge. Liks-Wood was a rather unremarkable commander to say the least. There was nothing wrong with him, but nothing to right with him either. But he was in charge for one reason: Parliment didn't want another General Galip Zoliu in charge who would disobay orders and launch his own campain of glory.

The convoy was marching to the North to reach Kurzin where fighting was already in progress. Telli prayed that this was the fight that would get him out of the command of incompetent commanders, one way or another.

OOC: My "Diekirch" isn't near southern Spain, but a few kilometres off the coast at Perpignan, France.

OOC: My mistake. You still can't make Harpoon and ASROC attacks at that range, though. Perpignan is on the Mediterranean side of france, while the Aysheaian fleet is on the Atlantic side.

I'm also calling out the presence of an undetected frigate 1 nm from where your sub was. The air is crawling with recon planes and helicopters. There's a helicopter that was explicitly placed in an earlier post only a few nm from the sub. How could that frigate get so close without being detected?

[Edited - removed air attack after removal of VL choppers]

OOC: sorry, my mistake, I thought your troops were in the Bay of Biscay aswell, so the patrol frigate could make it terribly fast to your position. this also means that my choppers could barely make it to that position, unless they took off from the vicinity of Kurzin, which is very unlikely, because they would have been shot down. so forget any of the Helicopters or rockets, and the Frigate, I'm going the other way. remember the supply of new materials via the Gibraltar Strait?

IC:
VLS "Montescudaio", Amphibious assault ship out of the Foudre-Class, ten Nm west of the Gibraltar Strait

The 2 NH-90 Helicopters prepared for their flight. they would have to fly some time together with Two Sea Tigers to get to the Seawolf, which was, following the sattelites, surrounded by Hovercrafts. (OOC: Van Luxemburg has a very extensive Sattelite network)
2 of the 5 Seafighter Hovercrafts, license built by the VDZ & VL corporation of van Luxemburg, had broke off of their formation to reach the Seawolf. for the occasion specially fitted with a 30mm Cannon and Simbad AA Launchers.
what they didn't know was that they had to make immortal speeds to reach them on Time..

The wreck of the VLS Seawolf class
"we will never surrender! you may kill us if you want, but we won't surrender!"
The commander handed A letter to the officer:
CODE OF CONDUCT, VAN LUXEMBURGIAN ARMED FORCES
I

I am an Van Luxemburgian, fighting in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

II

I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command I will never surrender the members of my command while they still have the means to resist.

III

If I am captured, I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

IV

If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information or take part in any action which might be harmful to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey the lawful orders of those appointed over me and will back them up in every way.

V

When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am required to give name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country and its allies or harmful to their cause.

VI

I will never forget that I am an Van Luxemburgian, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the Grand Duchy of van Luxemburg.

"And this is what we will do, even when we die for it!"

Kilani Lines, Outside of Kurzin, 1st Infantry Division
This was it. The counter-attack was going to begin any minute now. He could hear the tankers of the Armored Regiment revving their engines and moving into position. Andre looked up and down the line of men lieing prone underneath the trees. The entire 1st Infantry, with five companies of tanks and elements of the 7th Mechanized Guard was about to step off. He clutched his AK tighter. THe Moses Landers and Von Luxembourgers didn't seem to understand that they shouldn't be fighting each other. They were all workers and comrades. It was their leaders who...He shook his head. Now was not teh time to think of such things.

There was a dull rumble from the north-east, like thunder. Seconds later the sound of shells going overhead shook the night. The artillery bombardment had begun and wouldn't let up until Andre and the rest of the infantry were only yards from the enemy lines. It was standard Kilani doctrine. Several Su-33s flew by overhead on their way to bomb enemy secondary positions.

Suddenly, whistle blasts sounded up and down the line.

"For Kilani and the Republicans Comrades! FORWARD!"

With a roar the tanks began their advance. With a roar just as deafening the Kilani infantry broke cover, the red and white battle flags going up all along the line.

"HURRAHH!!"

Ahead of him Andre could see the enemy battle-lines, with amssive explosions form the artillery shells throwing up clods of debris. His mouth was open and he was screaming, but he couldn't hear himself alongside the thousands of others. The tanks begin to fire with their cannons and machine guns, weapons chattering.

Kurzin

the howling of Enemy shells was here. all the time, it was so bad, you would want to pull your hair out. Eagle IV's destroyed, tanks with a broken-off barrel, heaps of death civilians.
"we have to get out of here!" one shouted.
"We can get helicopter support, but they can't be here in 2 hours!"
"call 'em up, I shall organize our retreat!"
The Officer ran away, taking cover for parts of buildings, once people's homes, spinning around. he had just took cover when the Communications expert returned. He had to shout through the howling of Shells and, since a few seconds, bullets.
"they can't send any helicopters, they haven't got any free now!"
"SHIT! could they get us anything else?"
"a few A400M transport aircraft"
"we could land it on the Highway running through the city"
"we have to secure and hold it, then!"
"That's correct smartass!, move it!"
All the marines left got out of their Shelters, and returned to the expressway, heavy firing, together with surviving armoured vehicles.

OOC: sorry, my mistake, I thought your troops were in the Bay of Biscay aswell, so the patrol frigate could make it terribly fast to your position. this also means that my choppers could barely make it to that position, unless they took off from the vicinity of Kurzin, which is very unlikely, because they would have been shot down. so forget any of the Helicopters or rockets, and the Frigate, I'm going the other way. remember the supply of new materials via the Gibraltar Strait?

Heh! No problem. :D And we are in the Bay of Biscay, but that's on the atlantic side of Kanarra, as you can see from this map (http://www.soixante-neuf.org/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=163&fullsize=1). The Aysheaian fleet is about 60 nm southwest of Harma on the map, about 30 nm from the coast.

OOC: i just saw that I have messed up completely. my troops are in the Gulf of Lyon, I swapped the names by accident (I thought: Bay of Biscay is Med., Atlantic ocean is...) :D

Outside Kurzin

The Kilani counter attack had begun. All Ensign Jiol could see was dust. Dust and blood.

"For Moses Land!" all the troops shouted. Then they began firing. The Kilani were probebly still approching but this way the Moses Landers wouldn't be snuck up on.

Jiol was only a common infentry soldier, yet he felt pride at being here. This would undoutably be the most important event in Moses land history.

Then he heard an explosion. The next thing he knew blood was everywhere. He kept firing until he realized with horror that was his blood.

Then a black shape began approching. Joil fired at it until he realized it wasin't actully there: it was him fading.

"But the battle just..." the darkness took him before he could finish.


Holy Ensign Marie Youil saw a shape emerging through the dust: it was the Kilani. They were here.
Just shoot. Don't think, shoot. she thought to herself. Then she realized they were tanks.


The lines were crumbling, General Toliu realized. The Kilani tanks were doing their work well.

But he had anticipated this. He was ready to sacrifice these soldiers to distract the enemy artillery.

"This is General Even Toliu to all members of the Third Regement. Execute order 37."

If all went according to plan, the tunnel he had the Third Regement dig would open to the city. They'd crawl in and destroy the troops from inside. However the tunnle had been dug in a hurry and there were no guarantees it led to the city or wouldn't collapse.

We and our enemies will find out soon. He thought. Now the waiting came...

Haoluli'i shook his head and rubbed his nose. He couldn’t just let the survivors stay here, with who-knows-what salvaged weapons from that sub, ready to row to shore. He checked the readouts, the wind was too high to let them use gas grenades to knock them out. Thumbing the mic again, he called out to the survivors.

"This is your final warning. Any who want to live will strip and start swimming over. Any who do not, or attempt to stop any who do, will be shot. In five minutes we will kill anyone who has not complied!"

Damn fools, he thought. If they want to throw their lives away, let 'em.

Can someone give me a summary? Who is supporting the republic and who is supporting the monarchy?

OOC: I support the Monarchy, together with Moses Land, I think the rest are our enemies.
The wreck of the VLS Seawolf

Commander L'Ourbelieu had no hope, no-one could save them.
Okay, this is it. we're going to surrender ourselves. shouldn't be too much of a problem, I think. hope they treat us good.
The Roaring of heavy engines shocked his ears, together with an amplified Voice:
"This is the van Luxemburgian Marine Nationale surrender and throw your weapons away! you're surrounded!"
when he looked around, he saw two egally black hovercrafts, one on each side of the Lifeboats and Aysheaian hovercrafts. if he had looked up, he might have seen Two NH 90 helicopters, and two Sea Tiger helicopters.
"I repeat, throw your weapons away, you're surrounded!" the voice repeated.
this is my time, time to get my MP-7 (OOC: The van Luxemburgian Navy (Marine Nationale) has the MP-7, together with the occasional FN FiveseveN as PDW)
Commander L'Ourbelieu grabbed in his pocket. he felt his watertight MP7, especially built for the van Luxemburgian Marine Nationale.
he took it out and aimed it at the Aysheaian Hovercraft. when the sailors saw this, they too grabbed their weapons and aimed them.

-- Outskirts of Kurzin, Kanarra --

Kurzin was a smoldering wreck. Hau'oi could see that it had been a beautiful city, but heavy bombardment and continual fighting had changed that. Fully half the buildings had been either leveled or stood as precarious shells. To the south came continual thunder, and oily smoke rose. Someone was fighting there. Something was going on closer to the center of the city, too.

General Aroi'i surveyed the view with binoculars from his command car. The man had produced an Aysheaian war club from someplace, and now waved it over his head. "Into Kurzin! We'll spread out and search the city by blocks! Find me those Republicans!"

The division moved into the city.

OOC: C'mon, Van Lux! All my objections to the missile frigate apply to your hovercraft, too. We're very close to the Aysheaian fleet. Aysheaian recon planes are in the sky. There is an Aysheaian helicopter very close to the survivors, as well as a bunch of fighters running CAP above the fleet. You can't simply pop a bunch of choppers and your own hovercraft there without giving me warning! You're well within Exocet range of my fleet, which would have fired on the hovercraft, while my CAP would have an opportunity to engage the choppers while they were en route.

Remember, you've got a bunch of people in Kurzin trying to get out. If you want to be able to pull this sort of surprise off, I'll feel free to do the same when your evac planes arrive...

VLS "Montescudaio", Amphibious assault ship out of the Foudre-Class, ten Nm west of the Gibraltar Strait

The 2 NH-90 Helicopters prepared for their flight. they would have to fly some time together with Two Sea Tigers to get to the Seawolf, which was, following the sattelites, surrounded by Hovercrafts. (OOC: Van Luxemburg has a very extensive Sattelite network)
2 of the 5 Seafighter Hovercrafts, license built by the VDZ & VL corporation of van Luxemburg, had broke off of their formation to reach the Seawolf. for the occasion specially fitted with a 30mm Cannon and Simbad AA Launchers.
what they didn't know was that they had to make immortal speeds to reach them on Time..


I did RP that I was sending them, so you should have discovered them.
but if you don't want it, i delete it. you ask, we turn.

OOC: No matter how I look at it, there is no way those things could have arrived by now. Look:

Time = 0 - the sub sinks.

Time = 1 hour, the Aysheaian hovercraft arrive. I'm being generous here, as the sub sank some 45 nm or so from the fleet and an assault hovercraft can easily cover that distance in an hour. Haoluli'i tells the survivors to surrender.

Time = 1 hour 5 minutes. I'm giving the survivors 5 minutes to reply, which is generous. They say "no". You post at this time, also, that your choppers and hovercraft are departing from a ship 10 nm west of the straits of Gibraltar.

Time = 1 hour 6 minutes. Haoluli'i gives them a final warning, with a 5 minute grace period.

Time = 1 hour 11 minutes. Assuming the survivors hem and haw for the full 5 minutes, which I'll give them. Your choppers and hovercraft arrive.

Now, there are two ways to look at this. Either your choppers and hovercraft just made their way around/over Spain and into the Bay of Biscay in 5 minutes, or I'm generous and allow that you sent the choppers and hovercraft as soon as the fleet sank, giving them an hour and 11 minutes to traverse all of Spain and half the Bay of Biscay. I'm willing to let that be the case, but in turn I want to be able to engage those things when they first come into range.

I can understand you wanting to save those people, but that sort of thing just isn't going to do anything.

Official Statement from the Shah of Parthia

Let it be known, that in these dark times, where Stalinist nations attempt to spread their vile ideologies of demagougery into nations that have yet to suffer from them, that Parthia, a paragon of virtue stands behind the forces against them. The Shahdom hereby throws full and complete support behind the Monarchy. I hereby declare, all nations that have forces present to assist any and all republican rebels will have those forces destroyed without pity or compassion. I have given the order for a fleet to be deployed, along with five infantry and one armored divisions without delay to assist the monarchy in their time of need.

I hereby declare once more, cease any further hostilities against the monarchy or be destroyed.

-Shah Khosru III

Bandar-e Abbas, Parthia

As the final loading procedures took place, the warships already began to leave. Superdreadnoughts and cruisers left with destroyers. Hordes of ships now moved out the Persian gulf, preparing to head to the Bay of Biscay.

Admiral Rostam Zahedi watched as his fleet moved out from the bridge of the Shahanshah Khosru. F-78 fighters patrolled the skies for air cover as they moved into the Indian Ocean. Soon enough, Parthia would strike at the Stalinist republicans, and bring order from the chaotic rebellion.

As he finished his tea, he knew in his mind the enemies would fall before Parthian might.

OOC: What did I miss?

Celebration filled the streets of the capital. A new ally had joined the fight!

"And let me be the first to welcome The Parthians into the war!" the Prime Minister said in front of a cheering crowd.

The day was marked by speeches, parades, celibrations, and eventully fireworks. However if one looked hard enough, they would see it was an attempt to keep support for a war that was growing less and less popular by the day. After the disasteres "Moonless Battle" which left 80 troops dead due to friendly fire, carnage ouside of Kurzin, and General Galip Zolius rebellion against Parliments orders, people were beggining to question the war.

The Socialists had ended their bipartisanship and now many more were aiding the resistance. Their numbers had gone to 1000. Not much but growing.

The Conservatives needed victories. Kurzin seemed like the best place. If it fell they could continue the war for how ever long it lasted. If not...

Aysheaian Proposal for Kanarran Peace

I. Preamble.

As what began as a civil war has rapidly turned into a full scale war resulting in heavy destruction in at least three cities, with attendant loss of life and economic damage, it becomes obvious that this war cannot be won by either side without effectively destroying the Kanarra. Furthermore, with the recent developments promising to increase exponentially the amount of fighting, we are feel that the collateral destruction of Kanarra is rapidly becoming a certainty. With this in mind, we propose and end to hostilities.

II. Proposal of peace.

We understand that the Kanarran Empire and the Republic of Kanarra are no closer to resolving their differences than they were at the onset of hostilities. At the same time, it is for those nations to negotiate and arrive at whatever relationship they choose. As a stopgap measure, then, we propose the subdivision of Kanarra into two nations (see attached map) ( http://images.filecloud.com/43637/Kanarra_split.jpg)

The Kanarran Empire would retain control of South Kanarra, with all the cities, population and resources therein, while the Republic of Kanarra will retain North Kanarra and all its associateds. The border proposed has been carefully selected so that each nation will have similar populations, land area, resources, and access to both the Mediterranean Sea and the Bay of Biscay.

Both nations will agree to pull their military forces out of the other. Five days will be allowed for this to happen.

Both nations will allow immediate families split between the nations to unite in whichever nation they would prefer.

III. Time Period.

This treaty would be implemented in phases with the following durations:

1. Immediate Phase - 5 days - During this phase both nations military forces will withdraw to their country. Both countries will agree to limit their interactions to this end.

2. Transition Phase - 90 days - During this phase immediate aid will be rendered to both nations, each will allow immediate families separated by the border to unite in whichever country they desire. Contact between the two nations will be mediated.

3. Reconstruction Phase - 180 days - During this phase each country will concentrate on it's own recovery, with contact between the two nations mediated.

4. Non-Agression Pact Phase - 180 days - During this time a non-agression pact will be enforced. Contact between the two nations can proceed unmediated. At the end of this phase this treaty will expire and both nations will be free to exercise their sovereignty as they see fit.

IV. Trust of Kanarran War Nations

This treaty would establish the Trust of Kanarran War Nations. This Trust would be composed of the nations of
Aysheaia, Kilani, Moses Land, Pantycellen, Rodenka, Starenell and Van Luxemburg. This Trust would be responsible for aiding the nations while this treaty is in effect, as well as providing mediation during the phases that require mediated contact.

V. Compensation.

As much of the destruction and chaos suffered by Kanarrans is the result of heavy fighting between foreign nations, the Trust of Kanarran War Nations will shoulder part of the burden of reconstruction. 75% of the cost of reconstruction shall be paid by the Trust nations, to be divided evenly between all - save that Starenell, which operates only a small force within Kanarra, will be exempt from this.

I like it.

The Parliment of Moses Land is currently debating the treaty. However until either it is ratified or a cease fire between the two Kanarran factions is put in place the war will continue.

Spanish Kanarra

News sevice urgent update

The renegade Moses Lander General Galip Zolius has begun his attack on Spanish Kanara. His forces formally known as Third Army have encountered no resistance as of yet as they near Zaragoza which Zolius classifies as a rebel stronghold dispite the proposed treaty will give it to the monarchy.

The Second army of Moses Land has reached the gates of Kurzin to resupply the first army already in combat there. Commander Liks-Wood has stated they will support first army doing battle outside the gates of the city.

A rumored Forth Army has been formed from First and Second for an unknown operation. Neither Parliment or the Military has yet to comment on this...

Secret IC to the Moses Lander parliament:

What would you think of leaders who strip their countries defenses away so that it could fight a war for PR on foreign soil? What would you think of them if they remained so focused on that war that they not only caused untold destruction to the very people they claimed to be off fighting for, but also allowed a hostile nation to move a fleet to their own defenseless doorstep?

What would the people of Moses Land think of leaders such as that?



Now that I have your attention, I would like to point out that while your country beats the drums of war in Kanarra, you have in fact let yourself fall into the very position I have just described (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=437959). Now we are not yet in too fragile of a position, since our nations hostilities are confined currently to Kanarra. Wars, however, are dangerous things that can often blaze up out of anybodies control.

I would like to give you the strongest encouragement possible to support the peace plan in Kanarra. The fighting has gone on for long enough, don't you think?

Secreat IC to the government of Aysheaia
From: The Moses Land Resistance

First, DO NOT APPROCH MOSES LANDS SHORES. A secreat plan known as project 01 has been impliminted. Sevreal mines have been deployed on our coast and if any detonate, the standby piliots in Moses Land are ordered to drop nukes on your capital. We have ideas to destroy order 01 but more on that later.

OOC: I did not just make up Order 01. I mentioned it before in a previous post on the 14th. It was intended to be brought up again later, but circumstances have just changed.

Second we are in compleat agreement of what you said to Parliment, however most of the Conservatives controlling it will not see it that way. We are preaparing to overthrow it. The newly created Forth Army made up of soldiers and piliots sympathetic to us and General Galip Zolius' third army are ready to launch a coup. We will first take out order 01, allowing you to land troops. We ask for your help in overthrowing the oppressive regime conrtrolling us.

This will start in a short while once General Galip Zolius has built up enough public support for our cause and secreatly put Spanish Kanarra under Republican control. Be advised fighting as usall will continue for a while longer. Please do not let your guard down around our troops.

As soon as we have power we will sign the treaty ending this horrible war. With luck we can get Spanish Kanarra on our side. A Civil War here will likely start so we will be unable to enforce the treaty for a while. Please be patiant.

Sincerly,

Fredrick Holim
President
Liberation Movement Holy Republic of Moses Land

The Kilani government reluctantly agrees to the proposed peace. However, let it be noted that we will assist Republican Kanarra in any way they desire.

OOC; ANyone know what actually happened to Kanarra?

Tunnel Under Kurzin

The 3rd Regiment crawled through the tunnel they had created only a day ago. The 50 soldiers ignored the insects that crawled on them, the moles, and the explosions that could bring down the tunnel. Holy Lieutenant Jason Bre had wished his freind Lieutenant Kolpek was here, but he was transfered to the mysterious 4th Army.

Probebly just as well. He'd spend all his time telling us to become Socialists.

Finilly the Regement manadged to emerge into the city. The first thing Bre noticed was Kurzin's once beautiful architecture was in ruins. The next thing was a smell: death.

"This is Holy Lieutenant Jason Bre to command. Were in." Bre said over his com device.

"Understood."

Eventully the last of the 50 soldiers had crawled up. Bre had waited as troops came up for five minutes, yet they had seen no one.

Guess were lucky.

"Mr. Bre this is General Even Toliu."

"Yes sir."

"I want your regiment to kill any enemy soldier in the city on your way to the gates. Pick off the troops from there."

"Aye sir."


General Even Toliu laughed softly to himself. After this victory Parliment would never except any peace. There would be no rebellion left.

Toliu imagined his name everywhere back at home. He might run for Prime Minister (As a Conservative of course). He'd be the hero. And the treaty... forgotten.

Toliu never considered what would happen to him or the treaty if he lost.

-- Kurzin City, Kanarra --

Puo'oi picked his way through the rubble, watching for signs of the enemy. Gunfire sounded around him as the fierce urban combat continued. Recon had made out enemies in the area, so his squad and others were making their way around to try and flank them. He cradled his FNC as he walked, the short little assault rifle ideal for these close conditions.

"This is bravo" a voice crackled softly in his earpiece, "I've got contact in section 12-G. Looks like...uh...5th and Sprague."

"Alpha confirm, we're moving down 5th and will get in position."

"Charlie confirm, we'll come up Sprague" Charlie was his team. Following his squad mates he made his way quickly and silently. The sergeants upraised fist brought him up short. He could hear voices, foreign, around the corner.

"Be ready, they're checking out that building..."

He heard crunching, the sound of boots on glass, from inside. A face peeked out the door, then ducked back inside. Yelling.

"Go!" said his earpiece, "Go go go!"

Puo'oi scrambled around the door and let off a fast burst from his FNC, then continued to stand with his back to the other side of the door while others took advantage of his cover fire to dart inside. Gunfire sounded, short bursts from the building. Dashing back around he slipped through the door, firing at a Moses Lander soldier inside.

Official Statement from the Shah

I find this peace treaty to be unacceptable, immoral, and contrary to Parthian interests. I hereby declare, the only acceptable course of peace is for all foreign nations to renounce any and all support for the rebellion. Only then will the Shah consider ANY sort of peace.

Secondly, I condemn in all possible ways the exercise being done off the Moses Land coast. If these said vessels intrude on Moses Land waters or commit hostile action upon Moses Land, I will send any and all forces necessary to crush any hostiles. I fully support Moses Land.

Holy Lieutenant Jason Bre saw the Aysheaian troop a split secound to late. One moment he was aiming, the next his left arm had ceased to function. Some might consider him lucky: he had only been shot in the arm instead of the cheast as probebly intended. He right now wished he had been hit.

"Pull argh! back!" he yelled to his regiment who were firing at the enemy. He wasan't sure how many troops on either side were down; the pain was too much to allow him to consentrate. The troops ran out of the building laying down surpression fire.

At last they reached what appeared to be the gates. Bre could only pray the enemy hadn't followed them. That one small fact would be the differance between victory and defeat in the entire war.

From the desk of the Prime Minister of Moses Land

Parliment has voted on the treaty. We have voted 56-47 against ratifing it at the present time.

Secreat IC to The Parthians:

Thank you for your support. You are the greatest ally a nation could have.

We would like to make a request: could you divert some of your troops here? We are fearing a Communist revolution among military officers of two armies. We would like your support in preserving the rightfull government of Moses Land. We will deactivate our mines to allow you to pass if you agree.

Thank you,
James Tomis
Prime Minister Holy Republic of Moses Land

-- Kurzin City, Kanarra --

"Alpha here, they're bolting down 5th. Try to pick them up, Bravo..."

Puo'oi pursued the Moses Landers out the door while a medic sprinted inside to deal with the fallen. Rounding the corner of 5th he ducked behind a burnt out car as one of the enemy fired back down the street at him. When the firing stopped, he peered around the car and caught a glimpse of fleeing forms. Leaning out further, he braced his FNC against his shoulder and fired a long burst at them. With luck, the retreating soldiers would come right into bravos field of fire...

Open letter to our foes.

While I salute the magnificent bastards we've been fighting here in Kanarra, I've got to question your motivations in continuing to fight. Now we've seen neither hide nor hair of either this Kanarran queen or the Republican Prime Minister. In fact, the only Kanarrans we've seen recently have been civilians either running for their lives or dying in their homes. I put it to you that we've failed here, both of us, in that there seems to be no Kanarran government left on either side, and that continuing to fight would be kicking a dead horse.

What I'm proposing, then, is a general cease fire while we see whats left of the Kanarrans besides civilians and corpses. If you're serious about what you say you believe in and why you're here, then you will see the reason behind that. If you want to continue to fight, then I'll just take that to mean you're interested in something else entirely.

Tar Aroi'i, General, Aysheaian Marines.

From the Parliment of Moses Land:

We shall except a 18 hour real time cease-fire on the condition that we are allowd to evacuate our troops. If attacked by any hostile faction before the cease fire expires we shall resume war against all allies of the Republicans.

If either of our allies Van Luxemburg or The Parthians is attacked we shall treat this as an attack on Moses Land.

This cease fire will expire exactly 18 real time hours after this post unless extended by the Parliment of Moses Land.

James Tomis
Prime Minister Holy Republic of Moses Land

From: the Grand Duke of van Luxemburg
To: All Nations involved in the Kanarran conflict.

we would like to announce that we ratify the peace treaty, and we see the Cease-Fire as a chance to organize and retreat our troops.
we would also like to attend the troops in Kanarra that we would like to deploy Peacekeepers (Blue-Helmets) at the Border of north-South Kanarra.
we also will pay compensation for the loss of Human life and Vehicles, in which form possible. but we will only pay this when the other nation pays for our losses too.

Moses Land has evacuated all her troops back home. As you may or may not know, Communist Rebel armies have begun an attack on Parliment. Any international aid that can be given will be appreciated.

James Tomis,
Prime Minister
Holy Republic of Moses Land

Message from the Shah

Until I hear further from the Kanarran monarchy, I too will side with my allies on the peace treaty and ratify it. There is little point continuing support if the people we fight for refuse to assist us.

-Shah Khosru III

Message from Parliment

The Parliment of Moses Land, seeing as it is unable to continue the war effort and sees no point in fighting for a nation that seems to have dissapeared, is readyto sign the treaty.

Yet how can we divide a nation that has no government on either side? Until that question is answered we will not sign the treaty. However as of this moment we have put an armicise in place.

James Tomis,
Prime Minister
Holy Republic of Moses Land

Secret IC to Pantycellen: Aysheaia holds a suitable landing site south of Harma. We've only a platoon to defend it, so you'll want to plan accordingly.

Secret IC to Aysheaia: Thank you we are moving in now do you still hold the area? our systems have been having interferance for reasons that are as yet unclear (OOC: my internet went down for a bit) IC: ETA 5 mins

Amendment 1 to the Aysheaian Proposal for Kanarran Peace

Since both the Imperial and Republican Governments of Kanarra are currently incommunicado, the treaty as it is written cannot at this time be implemented. This amendment allows for the Trust of Kanarran War Nations to administer to the operations of Kanarra in trust until the the fate of those governments has been determined.

During this period of trusteeship, all Trust nations agree to the posting of military personnel only in a peacekeeping capacity, with all Trust nations overseeing.

If, after suitable diligence in locating the governments, neither party may be found, additional negotiations as to the establishment of a sovereign Kanarran government may be undertaken. This period of diligence shall not be shorter than 90 days.

If diligent search locates both governments, all trust nations shall consider themselves bound under cease fire until such a time as negotiations between the two governments concerning their adoption of this treaty be concluded.

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OOC: This sound good, then, until Kanarra shows up again?

OOC: I think this sounds fair. If Kanarra is contacted all the Trust nations should be tellegramed. If not we should all agree to something.

Is that 90 days NS or Real Time? Cause after 90 days of nothing, this tread prebobly will be forgotten by all of us...

IC: Parliment has chosen to ratify the document. As of this moment, Moses Land's military involvement in the Kanarran Civil War has ended. We are at peace with all nations of the world again.

OOC: It's oh-so-flexy NS time. I figure if Kanarra doesn't come back in the next week or so, someone can just post about installing a new government and we're done.

OOC. OK, sounds good. In a week of inactivity this thread will be dead though, so if no one hears anything we should either start a new thread compleatly (But not just to say "we can't find him." We should set up and manadge the new nation or nations.) or just abandon it compleatly and assume Kanara was fixed up behind the sceanes. I'd rather do the former however.

Oh, if anyones intrested, I'm thinking of starting a Moses Land Civil War thread. It'll be alot like this one, only not confined to one city and I'll plan to be here for the entire conflict.

OOC: Kilani Here.

IC:
People's Broadcasting Network Broadcast
Heroic music plays as a beaming Pavel Baiki begins speaking.

"Comrades! Excelletn news today. A peace has been brokered between the now free Republic of Karrana nad the Facists of Royal Karrana. Although our brave fighting men were unable to wipe out the facists we have liberated our comrades! Many of our brave troops will be returning home within the next few weeks. Good night Comrades!"

OOC: i think that's a good idea. but let's hope that Kanarra returns before that.

Moses Land will be unable to assist any Kanarran government for a while, for the Moses Land Civil War has begun!

OOC: See thread open to all