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“Want your glory back? Come and get it.” [Regarding Operation Hellfire]

Dracun imperium
18-09-2005, 21:26
“Want your glory back? Come and get it.” [Regarding Operation Hellfire]

OOC: Ok I know AMF is extremely busy at this point but I thought I could add to the war if only a little and I know I sided with him in another thread but the post was edited so it should be ignored. Anyways,


IC: Ansem walked through the corridors of the massive castle belonging to emperors long dead. He was surrounded by members of his Order, a mysterious organization that was the cause of the revolution and the reason that Ansem was now in power. Ansem was the head of the order, no doubt about it he was as much as a political mastermind as a military strategist and now he intended to make his mark.

He arrived at the grand audience chamber, the press had been informed that a major announcement was to be made and it was indeed true, Ansem had much to say. The hall was stone grey, with banners of the Dracun Flag hanging down in rows and now Ansem was ready to speak.

The audience fell quiet as Ansem approached the podium and when he arrived it was as if thunder had struck as the audience fell to one knee in respect for the man before them. Ansem made the signal for rising and they all returned to their chairs. Ansem cleared his throats, brushed his long hair back and straightened his long jacket and spoke. His voice was deep and full of confidence as well as anger the audience was taken back but awed at the same as it was the first time the Emperor had ever spoken to a conference.

“People of Dracun!” His hands rose as his voice, “In this very day a nation of so called tremendous power has begun a war against those who seek to challenge his power and glory.” His hand slammed into the podium. “The nation you ask? Automagfreek thought to be the world’s strongest power but is nothing more then a baby. It cries as his ‘toys’ are taken from him but as most children need to learn he must share his ‘toys’. So we come forward today to side with the coalition against him and his various allies who are nothing more then those who seek power by befriending the once most feared nation in the world.”

Ansem smiled inwardly, his power of words was evident and he would use to gain his own power in the world. His plan had been approved by the Order, without any disagreements as it was the Order's purpose for complete world power, going down in the history books as someone who defeated AMF would only be a bonus, that was if it came true.

"As we all know the most probable cause of this war is AMF wishes to show he is still top dog the only problem is he is no longer top dog. His power has diminished, the fear he once installed in most nations is non-existent and his reign is long past dead. He wishes to reinstall the fear that has been forgotten by the world well again there is another problem it is too late. We have all learned not run from his so called “army” we no longer tremble when the word Lord Dreafire is spoken. His spell has been broken and he should give up."

The words would ring true in the eyes of the Dracun people however their real truth value could be easily debated. Ansem was a master of deception and he was using his mastery now.

"Many back in the day would simply say, ‘what and fool’ or ‘dead man walking’ for challenging AMF, that time is gone, more and more nations are standing up to challenge Damien and his foolish sentinels. AMF wants the old days back, where its will was law, its name spoken in whispers. They are gone; never to return the sooner he learns that the better and we will gladly teach him and his cronies the truth.

Now, many would classify us in the same boat as AMF regarding national/foreign policies but the difference we will fight for something, we will die for something as his sentinel’s do their master’s bidding our men will fight for their nation and die for it! So I say this now Lord Damien.” he said with obvious disgust, "Send your cronies, send your dogs, send your sentinels I promise you they will die where they land!”

Again that hidden smile appeared inside of him, the last few words would cause such inspiration in his country that no one would dare oppose as if anyone would on pain of death.

"Dreadfire, if you want your glory back, come and get it!”
Automagfreek
18-09-2005, 21:46
OOC: Hate to break it to you, but the whole 'Dreadfire wanting his glory back' was all internal dialogue. So essentially you're using OOC info to declare war on me.

I'll gladly fight you, but I think you should at least have a better reason.
Automagfreek
18-09-2005, 22:41
Pfft...Dracun Imperium. If it were not for the fleets of Praetonia and Hogsweat outside our waters, they would not be yipping like some small, inbred dog. Dreadfire was beginning to become annoyed with the anti-AMF nations that were coming out of the woodwork to strike his homeland.

What should we do M'Lord?

Dreadfire was stern as he turned and faced the young officer. We do as we have always done....send them to their graves. Without a doubt the heathens will try to land on our shores and try to destroy Automagfreek from within, and there they will only find their doom. I am not the least bit worried.

Within the past day hostilities were declared against Findan, who foolhardily declared war on the Empire, and now Dracun Imperium would step up to the plate to try their luck. Dreadfire had ordered a formal declaration of war be given, as well as an outright challenge.

Dracun Imperium....a nation with a long history of failure. What makes you think that you could ever stand among those such as ourselves?

And for the record, our 'glory' has never faded, and our influence has not diminished. Many dragons have tried to lay siege to our kingdom, and all have suffered the same fate. Dracun Imperium, you will be no different.

Therefore The Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek declares a state of war with The Glorious Reborn Nation of Dracun Imperium. And I have a small message from Lord Dreadfire himself:

"If you think to topple the juggernaut that is Automagfreek, then by all means, come to our shores and bleed. That's right, I'm calling you out. Comes to Automagfreek, the place where fools come to die."

Sleep Now In The Fire.

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Marv Bonesplitter
-Department of Defense Chairman-

The defenses of Automagfreek had been ready for months in anticipation for the war with Praetonia and Hogsweat. But their fleets were extremely reluctant to enter Freek waters, and the massive Devil's Fingers were ready all around the northern, southern, and eastern shores. Backing up the large cannons were smaller 35, 30, and 25" cannons, mobile artillery, and finally mortars. With hundreds of mobile missile and anti-air batteries coupled with shore and underwater mines, the Dracuns would have to run the gauntlet to try and get to Dreadfire.
Dracun imperium
19-09-2005, 01:02
Ansem smiled grimly as he read the response from AMF, So not as stupid as I thought. But Ansem would not shy from the challenge, he had called him out and now he would back it up. He turned to his two highest ranking officials who were still bowing on one knee before him, "Arise, both of you." Ansem's voice said quietly but its power and confidence were still obvious.

They arose and Ansem looked to Sinister, his top military commander. Sinister was an excellent tactician but he was eager to advance and if it meant betrayal he would do so, though he served his purpose as a commander well. Ansem spoke to him with order and menace so he would understand Ansem wasn't here to play games any longer, "Commander, address this foolish warlord and make sure he knows we mean business, Odin contact the coalition against AMF make sure they know our positions go to your tasks"! His voice boomed across the grand throne room.

They bowed their heads in respect and walked out of the room and although Sinister spoke Odin refused to listen, "He has sentenced us to doom." Odin simply turned down another hallway and was gone.

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Emperor Ansem has hereby ordered the declaration of war against the pathetic nation of Automagfreek. Dreadfire has called for us to come to him and we shall answer it with full force. Let it be known Dracun fears no one and we will not tolerate any form of disrespect on the pain of death.

We called for AMF to come for us but they refuse and have run scared and they will hide behind their walls. But under the combined might of the forces against AMF they will crumble and fall as Damien will as The Emperor takes his head and places it on a pike for all to see. We will emerge victorious we assure you.

AMF's reign of terror is long past over it is now time to make sure he realizes it himself. Our forces will be the mother teaching the child a lesson; they will discipline the sentinels so the nation never forgets. We will send every last man, women and child till AMF falls until the last Dracian is dead or Damien's head is on a pike will our crusade end! Now rise my brothers it is time for war, let the drums beat and let us bring fear to the core of our enemy's heart!

Sinister
Supreme Commander of the Dracun Armed Forces
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Automagfreek
19-09-2005, 22:04
Idle threats and flowery words are tools of the weak, and we will not spout long and drawn out threats. Instead, we will show you with brute force the full measure of our resolve as your soldiers bleed on our beaches. Come, heathens, we await you.

-Dreadfire

The message was short and to the point, and garrisons from around the country were put on notice that yet another foreign fleet was about to encroach on AMF territorial waters. The 'Devil's Fingers' were readied, and the Resi Corp crawlers lay on the sea floor, passively detecting the waters about and waiting to arm their smart mines.

Week had passed since the mining of AMF beaches. Hundreds of thousands of scatterable mines the size of sugar packets were laying on nearly every beach, while larger anti-personnel and anti-tank mines lay in wait. A thin layer of sand had covered the tiny explosives, designed not to kill but instead maim by blowing off toes and potentially feet.

The usual static defenses were on high alert, ranging from missile batteries to artillery emplacements. Mobile defenses were on 24 hour standby, ready to shadow the enemy position and move to whatever location neccessary. At sea, the fleets of AMF were still positioned in the AMF/Panteran Straight, the AMF/ST. Freeksburg straight, and the southern straight between Mako Island and AMF proper.

The Freeks were ready, and soon the Dracuns would find out just what the term 'Sleep Now In The Fire' really meant.
Dracun imperium
24-09-2005, 06:14
The Praetonian made navy prepared for war that would make or break Dracun. The Military was being prepared for a war that brutality would have no meaning to it and the Air Force was fueling for an air campaign that many would never return from but Ansem had ordered it and the undying loyalty he was slowly but surely inspiring would only make the Dracians fight harder. The armies marched from their bases and were all going to their respective naval bases to board and prepare for the war that will decide the future of the world.

The assault force would be commanded by the feared and famed Commander, Tiberius. He had been in a number of campaigns before the Dracun Revolution and had defected to the Order’s army. He was made a top commander and helped devise the strategy that had ended the war at the battle of Drakata. The Strategy he had devised was so crazy in truth it might actually work. They would not fight a direct war that would be slaughter. No, the Dracun army had another idea in mind.

Tiberius now stood with Ansem on the balcony watching the army march in the grand capital. Ansem had his white gloves clasped behind his back and Tiberius had knew him long enough that it meant he was going to do whatever to win this war if it meant giving himself to the cause. Tiberius wasn’t stupid, he knew this was all a war that was part of the Order’s plan for gaining supreme power in the world but he always liked the idea of a challenge and as much as he would never dare to admit it in Ansem’s presence, AMF will be a challenge that would be hard for even the famed general himself.

However he kept silent waiting till he was spoken to as was etiquette in such places and as if on cue he spoke, “Tiberius, I expect nothing more then victory. If it is by the slimmest margin I could care less… as long as victory is attained.” Tiberius knew this meant he had the entire backing of Ansem and anything he requested would be fulfilled but he would dare not abuse this power.

He turned his head so he faced the Emperor’s face, which was turned towards the marching army, “I will not fail.”

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The armies boarded their respective ships as the largest mobilization ever to occur in Dracun history began to end and they would soon sail off for AMF waters. The aircraft were prepped for launch once they were within range. Submarines began to patrol the deadly waters of the ports of Dracun making sure no enemy ship would enter their ports the fleet was ready and within a few days the fleet would set sail and begin the invasion of the century.
Automagfreek
01-10-2005, 20:24
It had been mere days since the surrender of The Fallen Races, and it was already looking like Findan might catipulate as well. Automagfreek was definately winning the war so far, and preparations were already in place for the pending assault from Dracun Imperium. Mako Island, normally the Cancun of Automagfreek, been transformed into a stronghold off the southern coast of AMF proper.

There the Dracun's would face General Brinks, the oldest and wisest Warchief in the AMF military. The aged warrior knew the business of blood all too well, but he went against his better instincts for the sake of following his Warlord's orders. Brinks and his southern fleets would not engage the enemy on the high seas, but instead would let static and dynamic defenses do their work.

A contingent of 75,000 Sentinels began digging in on the beaches of Mako Island, prepared for the Dracun landing craft and the fight that would be coming with them. Anti-air defenses were as tight as ever, with mobile missile batteries on patrol around the entire island and stationary batteries continued to scan the skies.

The massive Devil's Fingers on Mako Island had not yet fired a shot, but with the Dracuns on the way, that was sure to change. Brinks had barely slept the past few days, intent on making sure that all of his defenses were functioning at 100% and nothing less. He knew that Dreadfire would not tolerate failure even from such a distinguished Warchief such as Brinks, and he would not hesitate to remove the old man's head.

But with the arrival of the calm before the storm, Brinks forced himself to rest and keep up his strength. He would need all of his wits about him in the coming days.
Dracun imperium
07-10-2005, 15:22
The massive armada belonging to Dracun set sail under the command of Tiberius. The mobilization had taken longer then expected due to several items being added at a later date such as gas masks and the Dracians were given every known vaccine to every corresponding disease, virus and more not to mention more troops and ships had been mobilized in the coming days.

The Dracun people however were waiting, waiting for the war to begin where their destinies would be decided. Dracun moral was at an all time high believing that this could bring Dracun to power. Now close to five hundred thousand people stood in the streets of Dracun as the Emperor was said to speak on the matter.

He had not spoken to the people since his broadcast to the world concerning AMF, his subordinates had done it for him. But now it was time Ansem thought with a smile, it was time for the speech that will motivate Dracun to such heights they will become a wild frenzy. He stepped forward onto the balcony to meet his people. The eruption of cheer made even the cold and ruthless Ansem step back. He quickly regained his posture and stepped up to the edge, checked his mic in his collar and began to speak,

"Today my people, our forces have set sail to rid the world of the baby nation known as Automagfreek. Today we set forth a new destiny for our nation, our leaders and our families! Today marks the dawn of a new era for Dracun filled with glory and riches!

As we speak under command of the infamous Tiberius, our forces embark on the journey of their lifetime. They will tell their grandchildren how they fought in the Great War, bringing Dracun to a new age of power. But it will not be easy, far from it. As much as I promise you a swift victory, chances are very slim that will happen. I will not lie to my people.

But we will fight that fat oversized pig that is Damien with the fiery hearts of our people. We fight his brutality with our brutality, his ferociousness with our ferociousness. Sleep now in the fire the old saying goes and now we will make him sleep in the fire. Now my people it is time... do everything you can to support our troops for they will help Dracun no words could explain.

AMF's reign is over."

[I'll be gone tilll Monday but by that time my time will be free and war can kick into gear :) ]
Automagfreek
19-10-2005, 09:21
AMF authority did not even see fit to comment on the statement issued by the inept Dracun government, instead taking the time to further solidify the southern defenses. With Praetonia and Hogsweat now out of action, nearly the entire navy, army, and air force would be free to trounce the few nations that still dared to defy the Empire and its authority.

Slowly the northern and eastern fleets began to shift southward, their numbers swelling with every passing hour. While still keeping a tight perimeter to the coast, the fleet showed signs of a possible counter attack or preemptive strike on the Dracun navy. However details were kept under tight lock and key, and Freek fleet movements were changed practically every hour to keep the enemy guessing as to the intentions of the increased naval presence.

Rumor was beginning to circulate that Azrael, the son of Damien, would lead the campaign against Dracun imperium himself, although it had not yet been confirmed. However, his flagship, the Death Rattle had already begun the trip southward......

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OOC: Sorry for the short post, not much more I can do at this point until the action gets rolling.