NationStates Jolt Archive

This war is between all the nations of the States of Atarr and Carpathia-which are controlled by my cousin-and the Colonial Army-controlled by me. Even though my cousin will control a lot of nations, they are all new, mine is old. Oh and noone can join in just yet. We need to decide whether we will let you or not.
History
The Regions of the 'Helghast Colony' and the 'States of Atarr and Carpathia' had never really been friends, but neither were they enemies. They traded with each other, sometimes their citizens would visit each other's regions planets on holidays, due to how close they were. But there had always been tension. The Colonial Army of the Helghan Colonial Force was huge, well equipped and much more well trained than the Armies of Atarren Central, Eastern Atarr, Western Atarr, the Carpathian Empire and Helghan Returning put together. The people of the States of Atarr and Carpathia lived in fear ofa galactic war, they knew they would lose. But it never came. The Colonials and Kroenen Followers seemed happy to simply trade and avoid hostilities. In time, the Atarren people calmed down. Then all hell broke loose.

The Incident
General Maximillian Veers of the 1st Legion of the Colonial Army stood on the bridge of the Executioner Class Planetary Assault Ship. He stared out at the endless abyss of stars and space before him.
Where is that trade convoy.I am out here to protect it and it has already wasted an hour of my life! he thought. He longed to get back to the planet's surface no matter how polluted it was. Space was cold. He never anticipated what would happen next.
"Several Atarren and Carpathian vessels entering orbit!" yelled one of his underlings.
"Finally" growled Veers, "let's get their cargo unload..." He stared at the console. They weren't trade ships. The were Atarren war barges. He had been told it would be a resource trade, no war barges, they only delivered ammunitions and.... soldiers.
"Charge shield and weapons.Alert the fleet. If the Atarren are sending soldiers, we'll send them back." sneered Veers

I'm Commander of the States of Atarr and Carpathia, Greyian. We were sending war barges in front of the trade convoys, as we had received reports that there were bandits in the area. We tried to communicate with you, but your charged shields blocked the transmission. On board the ship was Lord-Marshall Greyian's wife,Meelee, and his two sons, Jack,6, and Cody,4. After much searching of the attacked war barges, we have found the bodies of the three. I, Greyian, can not let you get away with the murder of my only family, so we are declaring war on you.
Greyian,
Lord-Marshall of the Troops of Atarr and Carpathia.

The funerals of the lost family members will be held on the 16th of October, Cody's birthday. All are welcome to attend except people of the Helghan Colonial Force/Kroenen Followers alliance, but I assure you, I will be at your funeral, at the end of this war, Cetanu.

The War Barges had been poisoned with Anthrax Gamma Spores by the Kroenen Followers. Everybody on board was dead in a matter of hours. The Barges were sent back. It took them 3 months. When the Atarren boarded them, it was to find a massacre.

Veers stood before Cetanu.
"The Anthrax Gamma killed them all?" Asked Cetanu
"Yes my Lord. And we sent the barges back to the planet from whence they came."
"Good. Now General, I want you to take Legions 1 through 20 and half the Armada. Blockade the planet. Starve them out."
Veers couldn't believe it. Cetanu wanted to attack? Surely even the Atarren deserved a mourning period. And hadn’t it all been a terrible mistake? Cetanu seemed to see what Veers was thinking.
“The Atarren have declared war on our nation. I want them to see the folly of their ways.”

It had taken the Armada 2 months to reach the planet and set up the blockade. The Planetary Assault Vessels and their contingents of Leech Craft and Fighter Craft had quickly boarded or destroyed the Orbital Defences. But at a cost. 500 fighter pilots were dead, along with 140 soldiers. And the planet did not seem to be starving.
Veers now stood in front of a comm screen with all his Generals.
“Generals, Cetanu is not happy with our progress. It has been 6 months and the planet still remains obstinate. He wants us to step up our plans. Begin landing your troops.”

Commander Vasquez had been given command of the Assault parties of Legions 7 and 8. They were to establish a foothold for the rest of the legions as well as legions 9 and 10 in Eastern Atarr, just outside the capital. He commanded 5000 men. His Dropship descended at phenomenal speeds. Outside he could hear the explosions which signalled the destruction of another Dropship, another 10 men dead. Finally the Dropships touched down. Vasquez counted 1...2...3.... And the Dropship doors opened. Instantaneously a hail of bullets and missiles threw themselves at the Soldiers. The Base and Scout Soldiers were getting slaughtered. However the low-penetration rounds of Atarren Assault Rifles were finding it difficult to get through the tough Ceramite armour of the Elites. To his left an entire unit of Base Soldiers were killed by Machinegun fire from the trenches ahead, and to his right Vasquez say a Dropship explode under a direct hit from an artillery shell.

"ALL UNITS TAKE COVER!" ordered Vasquez, his unit running forward to a fallen tree. The Dropships were beginning to take off again back to the Assault Ships in orbit. Their covering fire forced the Atarren to take cover and those who didn't were cut down. Vasquez finally reached the tree and took cover. He fired his Light Assault Rifle at the trenches. "COVERING FIRE FOR THE MRL!" Yelled Vasquez. His unit opened fire, LAR and LMG round flying. The Multiple Missile Launcher of the unit moved up. Lupin loaded 3 rockets into the chambers and fired at a bunker. The missiles flew and hit the bunker blowing it up in a hail of concrete of Ceramite and Concrete. Beyond the trenches lay the capital of Eastern Atarr, Vasquez's target. "CLEAR THE TRENCHES AND ADVANCE TOWARDS THE CITY!" As one all 3867 soldiers currently on the ground and still alive rose up and advanced, weapons blazing, methodical, relentless, terrifying. Vasquez could see the Atarren struggling to keep their heads down, but the sheer amount of bullets was wearing away the trench wall. And then Vasquez played his trump card.
"RAUBEN UNITS ASSAULT THE TRENCHES." Vasquez smiled as 150 Rauben de-cloaked and raised their wrists. Bullets bounced off their armour. The Rauben fired, energy bolts obliterating the Trenches and the soldiers within. The Atarren had clearly heard of the Rauben.Many of them had already dropped their weapons and began praying. But some, the more patriotic, stayed. Now the Rauben were beginning to die. Their armour was bullet-proof, not missile-proof. Missiles and grenades hit the Rauben. But only direct hits killed them, their armour was way too tough. Vasquez smiled as he jumped in the trench, hitting an Atarren in the face with his rifle. Within 5 minutes the Trench was clear, and the Colonial Soldiers and Rauben began advancing on the city.

We have FULL praise in you Helghan Colonial Force! If you need suppiles, we will ship them to you immediatly!

Greyian stood in the walled city of Lidden, capital of Eastern Atarr. He could see the devastation in the trenches only miles away. He could see the Rauben charging towards the trenches. He knew the trenches wouldn't hold, so he hoped only for the Rauben to be defeated. He watched as the only remaining Rauben ran toward the trench, through the lenses of his binoculars. He saw the last Rauben fall, but the Eastern Atarr Battleforce 1 had been defeated. As he watched General Vasquez of the Helghan Army, he knew the only way to stop the oncoming army was to deal with him. He turned around and faced the room behind him. He was in the top room of the tower of Lidden, Cody's burial room. He looked at the grave and let out a single tear.
"I shall avenge you my son" he whispered to the headstone. He looked to the grave beside Cody's. Memories came flooding back to him, from when he was Cody's age. He grabbed the sword stuck in the sarcophagus, and said "I shall return this to you father, but first I must save the Empire you gave me." He ran down the stairs of the tower and grabbed his armour. He knew how to defeat the Helghans, as he had been trained by them. He remembered how he had learned in the same unit as Cetanu, the Emperor of Helghan Colonial Force. He placed on his armour, Ceramite, he had received this as a member of the Rauben. He walked out the door of the tower and ran towards the city gates. He ran outside, calling on all men to fight alongside him. They were full of morale, now when they saw their leader head to the battlefield.
'I lead these men to death, and they love me' Greyian thought to himself. He knew that Eastern Atarr would be taken by the Helghans, he just wanted to evacuate everyone before this happened. As he neared the battlefield, he saw Vasquez. As Vasquez saw him, he suddenly seemed to lose all his confidence. He had been told by Cetanu to make sure that Greyian not be given the chance to fight. Vasquez screamed "Bring them down now!!!", but it was too late. He watched as Greyian brought out his Winchester Peacemaker, a rocket-launcher made for bringing down the biggest Assault Ships. Vasquez was horrified, as he watched the laser-pointer on the Winchester move up his chest. Greyian shouted aloud "Give this to your Emperor."

As the rocket hit Vasquez, it didn't explode. For a split second, Vasquez thought he would survive. He then noticed, he was stuck to a rocket which was heading straight for the last of the helghan dropships. As the rocket hit the ship, Vasquez screamed aloud "I shall be avenged".
The remaining troops of the Helghan army were now only two hundred metres from Greyian. He but the Ceramite helmet back on, and commanded his troops into position. On the ground, he saw the communicator Vasquez had been carrying. He picked it up and turned it on. The screen was covered in dust, and all Greyian could here was the voice on the other side of the line. It was Cetanu. He wiped the screen and said two simple words to Cetanu.
"Your turn."
Cetanu's face twisted in horror as he saw Greyian. Greyian dropped the communicator and smashed it with his foot.
He roared to his men "For Death or for Glory!"

Greyian stood in the walled city of Lidden, capital of Eastern Atarr. He could see the devastation in the trenches only miles away. He could see the Rauben charging towards the trenches. He knew the trenches wouldn't hold, so he hoped only for the Rauben to be defeated. He watched as the only remaining Rauben ran toward the trench, through the lenses of his binoculars. He saw the last Rauben fall, but the Eastern Atarr Battleforce 1 had been defeated. As he watched General Veers of the Helghan Army, he knew the only way to stop the oncoming army was to deal with him. He turned around and faced the room behind him. He was in the top room of the tower of Lidden, Cody's burial room. He looked at the grave and let out a single tear.
"I shall avenge you my son" he whispered to the headstone. He looked to the grave beside Cody's. Memories came flooding back to him, from when he was Cody's age. He grabbed the sword stuck in the sarcophagus, and said "I shall return this to you father, but first I must save the Empire you gave me." He ran down the stairs of the tower and grabbed his armour. He knew how to defeat the Helghans, as he had been trained by them. He remembered how he had learned in the same unit as Cetanu, the Emperor of Helghan Colonial Force. He placed on his armour, Ceramite, he had received this a member of the Rauben. He walked out the door of the tower and ran towards the city gates. He ran outside, calling on all men to fight alongside him. They were full of morale, now when they saw their leader head to the battlefield.
'I lead these men to death, and they love me' Greyian thought to himself. He knew that Eastern Atarr would be taken by the Helghans, he just wanted to evacuate everyone before this happened. As he neared the battlefield, he saw Veers. As Veers saw him, he suddenly seemed to lose all his confidence. He had been told by Cetanu to make sure that Greyian not be given the chance to fight. Veers screamed "Bring them down now!!!", but it was too late. He watched as Greyian brought out his Winchester Peacemaker, a rocket-launcher made for bringing down the biggest Assault Ships. Veers was horrified, as he watched the laser-pointer on the Winchester move up his chest. Greyian shouted aloud "Give this to your Emperor."

As the rocket hit Veers, it didn't explode. For a split second, Veers thought he would survive. He then noticed, he was stuck to a rocket which was heading straight for the last of the helghan dropships. As the rocket hit the ship, Veers screamed aloud "I shall be avenged".
The remaining troops of the Helghan army were now only two hundred metres from Greyian. He but the Ceramite helmet back on, and commanded his troops into position. On the ground, he saw the communicator Veers had been carrying. He picked it up and turned it on. The screen was covered in dust, and all Greyian could here was the voice on the other side of the line. It was Cetanu. He wiped the screen and said two simple words to Cetanu.
"Your turn."
Cetanu's face twisted in horror as he saw Greyian. Greyian dropped the communicator and smashed it with his foot.
He roared to his men "For Death or for Glory!"
It's not my business, but are you in the RP too?

The Atarren charge had broken the morale of the Colonial Forces. Vasquez was dead. Captain Stridern was 2nd in command and so had to take charge. The rest of the Legions were landing. Close to 17,000 fighting men were ready to fight. But the Atarren were still winning. They had to secure this city. Greyian, Atarren ruler was leading the charge. "FALL BACK TO THE TRENCHES! REGROUP!" yelled Stridern. Men scrambled over corpses in their rush to find cover. Stidern was sure they would be obliterated before the reinforcements arrived. Then he saw something which made him cry out in glee. The Soldiers and Tanks of Legion III, the Armoured Fists. 300 Heavy Tanks, 300 APC's each with 10 soldiers on board and 340 Light Tanks. Stridern could hear the whine of the Anti-grav engines of the tanks as they headed straight for the Atarren Army's left flank. As one every tank opened up. Shells and bullets slammed into the Atarren flanks. Legion 7's Artillery had obviously found a good firing position. Artillery Missiles hit the middle of the Atarren Army and bagan pounding the city. The sight of the tanks and artillery impacts had boosted the Colonial Morale. They turned. "CHARGE!" ordered Stridern.
Every soldier fired as they charged. The air was filled with the whizz of bullets. Stridern and his band of Elite hit the ground and opened fire. Raider class fighters and Jetbikes could be seen appearing from the clouds, screaming down at outrageous speeds towards the Atarren. The tides were turning as the Colonial reinforcements arrived and the full power of 5 Legion was brought to bear against the city's garrison. Almost 50,000 soldiers, with tanks and the Air Cavalry providing support.
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Back on board Veers's Command Ship, a transmission came through. From the Helghan Empire, "We have FULL praise in you Helghan Colonial Force! If you need suppiles, we will ship them to you immediatly!"
"What do we do sir." asked the ship's pilot.
"Forward the message to Cetanu. He will contact the Helghan Empire if needs be. I don't think we'll need it, but still, it's rude to turn down an offer." Veers sneered.


OOC: Helghan Empire, Helghan Returning is on of the nations controlled by my cousin.

Greyian fell back against the reinforcements of the Helghans. He fired off rockets from his Winchester, blowing up 50-60 tanks but he knew that wasn't enough.
"Everybody, inside the walls now" he roared. He watched as the men closed the gate. He ran up the steps to military HQ. He screamed at the Defence-Lord. "Why didn't you arm the anti-air, do it now!"
The Defence-Lord, Ramiskus, ran to the main computer room. "Aiming at the air-cavalry, my lord!"
"No," Greyian screamed. "Aim for the Assault Ship!"
"Why my lord, we can't hit them if they are moving"
"I know, but if they move, we can load all people on to the Assault Ships and escape this wretched planet! We will fly to Atarren Central!!"
The first three AA rockets were fired.
Veers looked towards the oncoming rockets and had a decision to make. Move and let the Atarren people escape, or stay stationary and die.

Veers decided to move. "HARD TO STARBOARD!" He yelled. He had been a fool to bring the ship inside the atmosphere, just to watch the battle. As the AA missiles flew past, his ship began to ascend. It may take longer to get reinforcements down to the planet, but at least his Command Ship would stay in one piece. His ship reached orbit, well out of range of the AA guns, down on the planets surface. Even though he was more than 100 kilometres above the surface, he could still see the explosions of the battle below. He looked on in anger as the Atarren fleet fled. Eastern Atarr had fallen. Now he had a choice. Attack Western Atarr, Helghan Returning, the Carpathian Empire or Atarren Central. He thought for a moment and gave an order to his admiral. He had made his choice, and with it he had a request to make. He didn't have nearly enough men to take all of the 4 remaining planets. But.... He opened a comm link to Cetanu.
"What is it?" asked Cetanu.
"I suggest, my lord, that you send the rest of the Armada as well as Legions 21 through 30. We will need them"
"I agree, they are already en route. I trust Eastern Atarr has fallen? Where shall you take next?"
Veers smiled as he told Cetanu.
"Hmm. That is a good choice. Good luck old friend." replied Cetanu

Greyian and the whole population of Eastern Atarr had fled aboard the Eastern Atarr Fleet. He thought to himself "the HQ of our galaxy needs to stand!"
He roared aloud, "all men who can fight, follow me!" Only him and the three thousand remaining soldiers boarded Assault Ship Gamma through the fleet's airlock. As he prepared to launch and make his speech, he saw a young boy, only 11 or 12 years of age, running towards the airlock. Greyian stopped him and asked him what he was doing. As the boy explained how he wanted to help the soldiers, Greyian could see Cody. He sent the boy back. As he was disengaging the airlock, he thought.
"Who here has a wife, or children?" he roared. Over 500 men put up their hands. "Off this ship" he roared. "Your families need you!" All but one man left.
Greyian roared at him to get off the ship, but the man didn't even blink.
Very calmly, he said, "I know why this war started, your family were killed, and I am amazed you can fight after such an ordeal." "You must respect my decision to fight, because if we all leave, our families will die too, and I am more use with your legions, than fighting alone."
Soon, all the men who had left began returning, as did many teenage boys and many nurses from Eastern Atarr's main hospital. The Atarren were ready for war. The airlock was disconnected and the army Assault Ship veered off course, into the great unknown.

The Atarren soldiers had fled, and the Colonials had occupied the planet. According to long range scanners, the fleet had fled to Atarren Central.
Great thought Veers. He turned to his comm console, and sent a transmission to General Mikail Krevers of the 2nd Legion and to General Grievous of the Kroenen Followers' fifth Legion, known as the Locusts and Immortals respectively.
"Generals, as I prepare our forces to consolidate our hold on the planet I want you two to take your Legions to the Planet of Western Atarr. Legions 17, 18, 19 and 20 will go with you. If you need reinforcements, contact me."
Mikail and Grievous both replied "Yes General."
Veers, then sent a transimission to Generals Marcus Killryan and Daschande, of the Legions 4(The Meteors) and Kroenen Followers Legion 6 (The Silent Killers).
"Send your Legions to the Planet of Helghan Returning. Legions 12, 13, 14, 15 and 16 will go with you."
Again the reply, well from Marcus at least, Daschande had no voice box, he merely nodded, "Yes, General."
Now to wait, and see if the Atarren would actually put up a fight this time.
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On Western Atarr, the Dropships had managed to land without sustaining any fire, and the nearby city had been abandoned. The Colonials were getting excited, had they abandoned the planet already? A aerial scout drone showed otherwise. Every Atarren had pulled back to an island in the middle of the largest ocean on the planet. They would need a beach assault to clear them out.

The Beach Assault Vessels moved towards the coast, slow but methodical. Base Soldiers mad up the entire first wave, a total of over 20,000 men and 34 Heavy Tanks. The second wave was ready to move and consisted of 3000 Elite Soldiers and 25 Heavy Tanks. The Final Wave was made up of another 4000 Elites, 14,000 Base Soldiers and a massive 3600 Rauben Supersoldiers. Once the beach was taken, the rest of the men and tanks would move in.

Commander Sanchez was in charge of the first wave. His beach transport was near the back, but that didn't calm him. Beach Assaults on a Fortified Island were near suicidal. Behind him the Battleships pounded the beach, and overhead he could see hundreds of planes and jetbikes preparing to cover the landing. Maybe I'll live after all. thought Sanchez. Then the Atarren Artillery began. A near miss soaked Sanchez and his men. Another miss rocked the boat. Then a hit. Another boat was gone, 20 men killed. Miss, miss, miss, hit. Miss...miss...hit... " CLEAR THE BEACH!" The ramp dropped as the armoured turret of the boat opened up, laying covering fire against the enemy trenches and bunkers. The Battleships let up and the Air Cavalry dropped to cover the advance.

Men were killed before they had even exited the boat. The machiegun fire was unbearable. Sanchez ducked behind a hedghog tank trap as bullets flew past, inches from his head. He could see men drowning, being shot, being blown apart. He moved from behind his cover. Got to reach the trench. It's perfect cover. "CLEAR AND OCCUPY THE TRENCH!" Soldiers moved forward. The trench was getting closer, but his men were being cut down. For every boatfull that arrived, another 15 were killed. Finally his men reached the trench. He jumped in and ducked as a wave of bullets flew overhead. Up ahead his men were swarming the trench.Atarren Soldiers were running everywhere, but there was too many of his soldiers.Some fought on valiantly, others broke down and cried. Most managed to make it into underground tunnels, no doubt leading to the bunkers on the cliffs ahead. Asthe last of the defenders was taken care of Sanchez called over Twomly, his comm-carrier. "Tell the General, the trenches are secure, but the bunkers are still active. Door-One is not open, do not send second wave" he told Twomly. Next he called over Hunt, his special Ops Captain. "Captain Hunt, I want you to clear the underground tunnels and move up to the bunkers. Mark as many as you can with infra-red strobes for the battleships and bombers. Once you can go no further, hold position and wait for our men to get up the hill. Copy?"
"Da, Comrade."replied Hunt.

Greyian's army had sped off to the furthest reaches of the galaxy and picked up twenty thousand soldiers from the Carpathian Empire. They had then returned to Western Atarr, as they had heard a distress call. As they landed, they could see the Colonials were being massacered, but their sheer weight of numbers would carry them through. Greyian and his army of near 25,000 men arrived on the island of Hydran, as the Colonials were heading up the underground tunnels to the bunkers. Luckily, the underground tunnels were pitch black and were in the form of a maze to stop intruders. As the Assault Ships landed on the rocky beaches, gun-fire rattled the armour of the ship. But as the blast doors opened, the firing stopped. The Colonials were told to expect 3,000 men, 5,000 at the very most. Here was an army of 24,000 men. Greyian roared to his troops, "Finish them!" In a matter of minutes the alliance had taken back the beach, unknown to the Colonials inside the tunnels. Greyian ordered one squadron, 6,000 men, into the tunnels. The remaining three squads began their march up the hill. As they neared the bunkers, they saw Colonials heading up to the bunkers. Maybe 2,000. As the alliance soldiers neared them, there was a burst of gunfire from ahead. The bunkers had not yet been taken. The Colonials fell. The alliance reached the bunkers and warned the machine-gun men of the Colonials in the tunnels. The Western Atarr soldiers had been ready for such an assault. Greyian ordered his third squad, the squad inside the tunnels out to the beach. When they were safely on the beach, the Western Attar soldiers used the tactics of Cetanu. In the tunnel, Anthrax was released. All the Colonial soldiers were dead. This was the first victory for the Alliance.

Mikail was onboard the bridge of the Assault Ship. He had seen the Atarren landing. The island had been retaken. The second wave had been aborted and the ships had pulled back to a more easily defended position. He had spoken to Veers. Surprisingly, Veers had appeared happy. When he explained himself to Mikail and Grievous, they too were delighted and saw again how Veers was an exceptional strategist.
"I was expecting it.The Carpathian Empire are among the strongest nations in the region. No matter. Legion 21 through 40 have arrived, along with another quater of the Armada. I have already given them a mission."
Grievous did not seem swayed. His metallic robotic voice echoed across the assault Ship's deck "And what about us? Hmm. Are we to die here?"
Veers flinched, even he dared not anger a servant of Kroenen. "No good general.You have more than enough men to defend your self. Form a blockade around the planet, let no more get through. Find a defensive position and equip all your soldiers with gas masks and rebreathers. Legions 21 and 22 are en route to help."
"And the other Legions that arrived?"Asked Grievous.
"They are already reinforcing the attack at Helghan Returning. But there is two planets left correct? Well...Legions 30 through 40 are moving to the Carpathian Empire. Do not let Greyian escape."
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Sure enough, with Greyian fighting with most of the Carpathian military on Western Atarr, Carpathia was being beaten, quickly and violently. No one was spared, not even civilians. Women and Children were sent to labour camps and executed, men rounded up and sent to the death camps.
the only hope for Carpathia were the 25,000 soldiers guarding the capital.
Would they charge out and fight, stay and defend or surrender?

Greyian knew what the Colonials were planning and so he had to find a way off the planet. Veers, aboard his Assault Ship, did not yet know about his legions, that were all dead inside the tunnels. He believed that Western Atarr would be taken, but he had relied on his men reaching the bunkers, for this plan to work.Greyian waited about 5 minutes and then sent a comm. to Veers, pretending to be an Elite from the Colonial third legion. He told Veers that the bunkers had been occupied, through vicious man-to-man fighting. He said that Greyian had escaped with about 500 men to back him up. As everything had been going so well for the Colonials, Veers made a mistake by believing the transmission was true. Veers sent down dropships to collect the Colonial survivers. The Alliance got onto these ships and were brought up to the Assault Ship fleet above the planet. As the dropships neared the Assault Ship, Greyian prepared his five-hundred men for the battle that could define this war. As the doors opened, they were met by two Colonials. When they began to speak, they realised that the newcomers weren't Colonials. As the Colonials raised the alarm, the Alliance charged. The Alliance lost 200 men but finally reached the bridge. Then they took a sharp turn and headed for the now deserted Assault Ship on the starboard side of the fleet. Greyian then sped off in the commandeered vehicle towards the capital, Atarren Central!

Veers couldn't believe what had happened. Due to his own foolishness, he had allowed 500 Atarren to capture on of his Planetary Assault Ships. The blockade around Western Atarr had been weakened by one whole Emperor Class ship. Looking out of his view port, Veers saw the distant globe of the planet, and the ground of Eastern Atarr below him. He was in the safest position he could be, protected by 100 Emperor Class Planetary Assault ships and over 500 deep Space Fighters. The Planet's orbital defences had been commandeered by the Colonial technicians, ready to fire on those they used to protect. The planet below was under complete Colonial Control. And as if that wasn't enough, he had 25 bodyguards in the room with him, equipped with the same armour as a Rauben and armed with LMG's and rebreathers.
He opened a comm screen to the admirals of each of his remaining ships.
"Admirals, as you may be well aware by now, we have lost one of our ships to an Atarren boarding party. There may be some more soldiers on board, in which case they will activate the self-destruct sequence, if not...Well we still have over 1000 vessels. The Assault on Western Atarr has not gone well. Eastern Atarr is secure, and all that remains on Carpathia are the capital's garrison. Admiral Tuvokk and Admiral Gyres. Take your ships and commence bombardment of the Capital."
"Yes, sir."
"Admirals Steiner, Holland and Tyron, take your ships to Western Atarr and unleash your fighters into the planets atmosphere, I have 2 more legions en route to assist, you are to make sure the legions currently there do not get destroyed. Understood?"
"Yes, General."
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Mikail had received a transmission from Veers. An Assault Ship had been hijacked and flown to defend Atarren Central. 2 legions were en route to aid him, Grievous and the other 4 legions already there, along with orbital bombardment support. All he and Grievous had to do was hold. Greyian had left, and thus the greatest hope of the Atarren were gone. Yet Mikail did not want to risk it, and so his forces had fortified a hilltop with bunkers, trenches, barbed wire, AA emplacements and mines. He would wait for his help before doing anything.
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On Carpathia, the Colonial Legions were marching forwards towards the Capital, 35,000 soldiers and 20 Heavy tanks, 30 Light Tanks and 40 APC's carrying Elites. As well as that, Rauben Supersoldiers marched alongside them, 250 of them. Artillery constantly pounded the city and in the sky, swarms of Reaper Fighters and Avenger Bombers along with Jetbikes flew towards the city. The shapes of the massive Emperor and Victory class Assault Ships could be seen in orbit, preventing any reinforcements from arriving from space. In Commander Halten's eyes, the city was doomed.
"All units, space out. I want to see plenty of ground between men, 5 grouped men is an enemy opportunity, 1 man a waste of MG ammo. Move forward using cover. Once we reach the walls, lay explosive charges, blow the gates open!"
His men moved forward, spacing out. They closed on the walls and still the Atarren did not fire. What were they waiting for?
"All units use caution. Scan the terrain for mines."
"Already done, sir. Terrain clear" replied the technician.
Then why aren't they shooting. Did they.... Crack!
"All units hit the deck! Units 2-5 and 2-6, set up your Heavy MG's and lay down some covering fire on those bunkers!"
"Yes, sir." The Heavy MG stands took 30 seconds to set up, and another 40 to set up and load the gun. "TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL!" The two HMG's opened up simultaneously. The machinegun and rifle fire from the bunkers on the city walls ceased as the occupants ducked to avoid the barrage of bullets. The Artillery opened up and smoke began to rise from the city as the shells blew anything they touched to tiny pieces. Jetbikes began strafing runs along the wall, forcing the defenders into cover.
"ALL UNITS ADVANCE!" ordered Halten. The Base Soldiers crawled along the ground to find good defilade to cover the advance of the elites. As they opened up an artillery shell blew two squads apart.
“I SAID SPREAD OUT!” yelled Halten. The Elites ran forward, for every 10 yards they made they lost another man, but it wasn’t enough, there was simply too many. Halten’s radio crackled to life
“This is 3-9, I repeat this is Elite unit 3-9, we have reached the walls and are laying explosives.”
“Roger that, we’ll cover you. COVERING FIRE!” Halten knew that until that wall was gone, his men were sitting ducks.

At the gates, Captain Riker of Elite unit 3-9 had finished laying the charges. “Unit find cover.” He waited until his unit was at a safe distance. “FOR THE HELGHAST COLONY!” He pressed the button. The explosion was enormous, but still only formed a small hole in the alloy the gates were made of. It was enough. Riker and his squad stuck their LMG’s in the gap and pulled the triggers. Bullets could be heard ricocheting down the hall, and a soft squelch as they found flesh. Riker pulled out his radio. “Commander, the Gate is stronger than we thought, we are going to need armour support.”
“Negative captain. The armour is too valuable, the artillery will blow it apart. Do what you can.”
“Yes, sir.” Riker pulled out another satchel charge, and stuffed all his grenades into it. “FIRE IN THE HOLE”. He yelled. sticking the satchel to the inside of the gate where the armour was weaker, Riker hoped to blow a large enough hole to cause the gates to fall apart. He had just finished setting it, when a bullet hit him in the shoulder. He yelled out in pain. His men tried to grab him as he fell, but he pushed them away. “RUN!”. As his squad rounded a corner and disappeared from view, he could hear Atarren and Carpathians cursing and trying to remove the bomb. Riker looked through the hole and into the eyes of a Carpathian. “I die for the Colony.” The Carpathian screamed and Riker depressed the button. The explosion was immense, much larger than the first one, The hinges and mechanics on the inside of the gate were shredded, and the gate fell open. Nothing remained of Riker nor the soldiers inside the hallway.

Halten saw the gates collapse. “ALL UNITS ENTER AND CLEAR THE GATEHOUSE!” He yelled. Tanks, soldiers and Rauben poured towards the gate. Desperate MG fire came from inside, killing several Base Soldiers. In the madness, Halten made out the red laser of a Scout Soldier marking a tower. 5 seconds later, the tower was ripped apart by several artillery blasts. Rauben Supersoldiers had made it to the gatehouse and were using the gate ruins as cover, popping up only to fire off several blasts at the defenders. They were gaining ground. Once they were 25 metres inside the hall, Colonial Base and Elite soldiers began pouring in, firing round after round of bullets. Eventually the Carpathians fled, leaving the entrance courtyard clear. Soldiers began garrisoning the buildings surrounding the courtyard, to cover the rest of the army. The yard was not nearly big enough to hold them all, and so many men were forced to stay outside the wall. Rauben and Elites began moving up onto the wall, with cover from Jetbikes, and started to kill the defenders. Once his army was ready and the walls had been cleared, Halten looked down the main road. Easy for the Carpathians to ambush them. But what if...?
"Fortify the position. Use the walls and buildings to establish a defensive perimeter and await my command."

OOC:Okay, just so no-one blames me of cheating, my cousin is over at my house for the next few weeks as his parents are away on a 2 week long trip to Portugal. So he will be posting with my account but will type his posts in advance so there can be no cheating. He will also label each of his posts very clearly. Isn't that right A.C.?

Atarren Central:Yes, yes it is.

Me again:So I'll post this in advance of A.C's next post in case the admins have a problem with it (hacking or whatever).