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The Warmaster

29-12-2005, 03:01

The Sacred Emperor lounged in the Hall of Confluence, mystery, machinations, and ancient blood filling the very stones. The Iron Crown was light on his head today. Maybe the cigar in his mouth and the bourbon in his hand had something to do with that.

At the conference table that had been set up before the throne sat the political and military heads of the Imperium; the High Command, the Pontifex Maximus, Cyrius Vua'kre, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Darian Aurelius, and various other high-ranking intendants and officers.

Sipping his bourbon, Lucifer told the assembly, "Gentlemen, you are here because I have recently received a treaty from the Silver Sky, one of the chief players in the war against Czardas, and perhaps our greatest foe. This states that..." (OOC: I'm not going to go into details about the treaty. Unless TSS tells me its okay to reveal its contents, it stays secret. I imagine that was part of the point of TGing it to me in the first place.) "So, we now have an interesting dilemma facing us. On the one hand, a war that, despite our current advantage, will be bloody indeed. On the other, a treaty, that we may use to end the war and still create an image of our side as the victorious one.

"I have not yet come to a decision. In the meantime, our fleets are still headed for Czardas. I will not inform them of this treaty until I decide it is time for peace."

IN THE SEAS NEAR CZARDAS

High Admiral Anor smiled in satisfaction, reading the hourly report a lieutenant had delivered to his cabin. Even as he read, he knew the fleet was joining with the Bandurians. Standing, he walked over to an intercom and ordered a page to report to his cabin immediately.

Less than a minute later, the page knocked on his cabin door. "Come in," the Admiral called. The young man walked in, saluted, and said, "You summoned me, High Admiral?"

"Yes, I did," Ludo Anor replied. "Take the following message and have it sent to the Bandurian fleet immediately."

To the Bandurian fleet commander:

Our fleets are now joined, and we expect our next wave of reinforcements to arrive tonight if we maintain three-quarters speed. We are pleased to hear that you are sending more aircraft from Banduria; however, we believe, and we think you will agree, that we cannot wait for them before we begin the assault. I suggest we maintain three-quarters speed; that way we shall have assembled your and our reinforcements within 18 hours, a few hours before we can begin our attack.

Death and Honor.

High Admiral Ludo Anor

Czardas

29-12-2005, 18:30

[ooc:] TSS: Check your TGs. ;-P

[ic:]

In the bunker near the ANCC, several top Czardaian officials sit around a mass of maps, papers, and equipment. They have been debating for a long time, and the senior official in the room, General Adrian Longleaf, rubs his bleary eyes. "Do we have a summary of recent events then?"

"Yes, General Longleaf," says General Ezekiel Shaestri. "The Bandurian and Warmasterian fleets are massing outside Czardaian waters. Reinforcements are apparently on the way already, and they are expected to attack in less than 24 hours."

"What is the total strength of their attacking force?"

"It's approximately 1800 combat vessels, which outnumbers our own forces by a fair bit. And more Bandurian forces are expected within a few days, although we're not sure how many."

"Currently, what is our chance of repulsing the attack?"

"Our chances are rated as Medium, and that's with our pincer movement. Approximately 500 Silver Skyian vessels are in the south, above Mariosz, to strike the fleet from one side. 145 Czardaian vessels are in the north to strike from the other. Once the Silver Skyian ships have attacked, they will turn south, probably causing at least a portion of the enemy fleets to pursue them into Port Khûfi's CAMERA range. The Czardaian vessels will meanwhile harass shipping on the northern end using the Space Unionist plans discussed earlier."

"I see..." Longleaf rubs his chin thoughtfully. At that moment the door bursts open and an aide runs in with a message.

"Sir! It's from the Silver Skyian command."

He hands the message to Longleaf, who dismisses the man with a wave of his long slender fingers and reads it through, his brow furrowing.

"I see," he says again in a very different tone, and not exactly a supportive one. Longleaf was always the most suspicious of Silver Skyian intentions following their cooperation with Doomingsland in the colonial war.

He then begins to wire off a response to The Silver Sky...

Gyrobot

29-12-2005, 19:21

Gyrobot satellites scoped onto the ocean of the meeting point and relayed it back to the cerebus command center. There one of the generals received word that Warmaster and Banduria have met up and are ready to attack. However they must use the missiles wisely. Fire too early and there could be little time to react for their allies. Fire too late and the enemy will be able to break through and destroy another democratic nation. Gyrobot received his telegram and sent a message to Czardas:

"Our missiles are already loaded into the 2 satellites. All we need is the ready to fire and we will be able to significant damage to the fleet"

With that gyrobot got ready for the response.

Shenyang

29-12-2005, 20:17

OOC: OMG! I'M BACK! Thats right, I finally got around to doing something for this, since it would appear that we have 18 pages of gearing up for a battle, I guess I didn't miss much. So here we go.

IC:

Shenyang High Council War Room:

The council members all sat, looking at the latest tactical information, which was displayed on a masssive screen on one wall. It showed that a naval engagement on an unheard of scale was gearing up, then a list of tactical options was presented to each on a smaller screen at their seats.

<<Tactical Options:
1. Remain Unconcerned
2. Deploy Large Naval Force
3. Launch Massive Airstrike
4. ODIUS
5. VOLGR
6. Deploy Black Group>>

The council members read and evaluated each option. Finally Chairman Murdock rose. He looked to his fellow council members and began to speak, his statement was short and concise.

Murdock: I say we deploy Black Group. Strike with a quick decisive assault.

Gen. Hammond: Sir, they're untested in combat, we don't even know if they can effectively fight as planned.

Murdock: How else will we find out if they will work? They are the single most advanced naval force that we have, possibly even on Earth. I say that we use it.

Gen. Hammond: Fine, I vote for the deployment of Black Group.

Slowly three more hands, for a total of 5 out of 10 members voted for the deployment of Black Group.

Murdock: May I ask why it is that you object?

Dr. Valeska: Its is too risky, we may lose the only completed examples of the late Dr. Erricson's work come to fruition. We cannot afford that. Also too many men would be put into harms way during this assault, we cannot condemn these men should the worst come to pass.

Murdock: Perhaps I should remind you that the 'examples' were designed for this exact situation. Would you perfer that we wait until our allies have been defeated to step in? What of the rest of their kind, which cannot be created until the 'examples' have been deployed because of your judicious placement of 'red tape'?

Dr. Valeska: It is necessary that we perform more tests before we engage them in combat. What are you doing?

Three more hands went up. This brought the count to 8 out of 10, a winning margin.

Murdock: It appears that you have been overruled Doctor. It is decided, send the orders to Black Group to ready themselves and the 'examples' for combat. Have them make way by tomorrow at sunset.

Technician: Yessir.

<<Official Orders To Black Group>>
Deploy to Grid Square Bravo 5 Echo
Full Force Authorized
Remain Undetected Once In Position
Engage Targets With Extreme Prejudice At Next Orders

North Selerefon Island, Shenyang:

Hidden from all enemy reconaissance sat Selerefon Naval Base, hidden within a massive cave that encompassed much of North Selerefon Island it was home to Shenyang's single greatest secret, Black Group, and in particular, its flagships, the SNS-102 Ragnarok and the SNS-103 Thanatos, the only two completed examples of the Ragnarok class of Submersible Battleship, or SBN Armed to the teeth, heavilly armored, and with the ability to cruise below the surface with a degree of stealth, they were to be the perfect union of two worlds. now they would be deployed for their first combat engagements. Their hulls were painted black, with red bands placed to create a fearsome effect when the ship surfaced. Deep within their heavilly armored hulls their three reactors worked up to full power. The crews loaded supplies at an astonishing rate. Admiral Vasilly Kamarov sat in his cabin aboard the Ragnarok, flagship of Black Group. He was reading over his orders when a knock at his door indicated that he had someone to see.

Kamarov: Enter.

A Black haired woman with fair skin and yellow eyes entered, she looked around, then noticed where the admiral was seated. She saluted, he rose and returned the salute.

Kamarov: Ah, Captain Lea Ash, how are you this fine evening.

Ash: I am fine Admiral, and yourself?

Kamarov: I too am fine, tell me, what do you think of the Ragnarok thus far?

Ash: This has too be the best ship in the fleet Admiral.

Kamarov: Yes, but how do you feel that she stacks up against the other fleets of the world Captain?

Ash: We will win Admiral.

Kamarov: Motivated, I like that in an Executive Officer. We must show the world's navies that the Shenyang Navy is not something that can be trifled with, that we are not merely an air power, but a sea power as well.

Ash: Yes sir.

Kamarov: I must make my address to the crews of this and her sister.

Kamarov reached over to a radio on the wall, and depressed the microphone.

Kamarov: Today we usher in a new era of warfare. This, is the fleet that will show them, that will educate them in the new era, where the greatest power emerges from beneath the surface, then slips back below, Where simple submarines and super-dreadnaughts are no longer the pinnacles of naval warfare, a world where the submersible battleship will reign as king of the high seas, with these vessels as their progenitors. This is a glorious day in the history of Shenyang, now let us go, and secure our place in the future of naval warfare.

A cheer shook the Ragnarok and the Thanatos.

Once all preparations were complete Black Group began to emerge from its hidden base. the waters on the protected coast of North Selerefon Island are abnormally deep for coastal waters, allowing for even the massive Ragnarok Class vessels to leave Slerefon Base submerged. A heavy fog obscured the straits between the island and the mainland. Silently Black Group made its way into the open ocean and the toward the Grid Square Bravo 5 Echo, where the engagement was set to begin.

OOC2: I'll get you the composition of Black Group either later today, or tomorrow depending on whether or not I can find the list. For those who wonder what the Ragnarok and Thanatos look like, its the USS Angelus from Deep Angel, I'd link an image, but my computer is being a true pain in the rear, so search for Deep Angel and you should find quite a few pics of it.

Czardas

29-12-2005, 20:25

"Our missiles are already loaded into the 2 satellites. All we need is the ready to fire and we will be able to significant damage to the fleet"
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Very well. You are authorized to fire at will. We recommend that you aim primarily at aircraft carriers and other capital ships, in order to cause the maximum damage to the enemy force.

~Central Command
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Czardas

29-12-2005, 20:28

[ooc:] Submersible battleships eh? That gives me an idea. It's time to sign up for the NS Draftroom. *looks for link*

Shenyang

29-12-2005, 21:36

OOC: When you find it, TG it to me. From now on lets keep OOC in the OOC thread though.

Gyrobot

30-12-2005, 03:08

Gyrobot received word that now the missile launch can begin immediately the satellites locked on to the fleet invading Czardas and fired 4 Blitzkobalt missiles. Inside each ICBM contained about 100 smaller but more densely packed rocket at their enemy. The missiles soon entered atmosphere in less an hour and once past the atmosphere the missiles will split their payloads which soon struck the recommended targets Czardas recommended. Battleships and Carriers.

Freudotopia

30-12-2005, 03:49

OOC: Guess who's back?

General Sinister, the Supreme Commander of the Freudotopian Imperial Armed Forces, sat at the head of a large and impressive black marble conference table. Along with his entire command staff, the general was rapidly reading through computer reports on troop strengths, logistical capacity, defense systems, and reconnaissance levels. Freudotopia was preparing for war.

In bases, airfields, ports, and barracks around the country, soldiers, sailors, and pilots prepared their gear and filed onto transports, which ferried them to designated rally points. The Army, Navy, Marines, and Air Force were all working together as part of a joint-strike attack on the Czardaian homeland. Military Intelligence reports were coming in every minute, each with updated reports of Czardas’s current military status. The invasion would be costly for all nations involved, as Czardas maintained strong defensive positions along its coast. A battle plan was still being formulated, in order to take advantage of the latest intelligence.

An aide announced, “General Sinister, Sir! Warmaster High Command is ready for video conference. Patching them through now.”

The table waited as the encryption synchronized, and then the faces of Imperator Jakran Vuell, High Admiral Ludo Anor, and several of their staff swam into view. General Sinister spoke first.

“Imperator, thank you for meeting with me on such short notice. Our battle plan is almost complete, and we wished to share it with you in order to best consummate our assault.”

Vuell replied, “It is never an inconvenience to counsel our greatest ally.”

Over the next hour, the leaders conferred on their tactics and logistics, resolving in a series of coordinated attacks designed to best take advantage of the strengths of each force.

The operation would rely on split-second communications and perfect coordination of each battle group. However, each statistician reported the odds of success were better than 64%. The preparations for battle continued, and Freudotopia marched ever closer to war. Only the whim of the Sacred Emperor Lucifer stood in the way of an all-out attack on Czardas.

In two days, elements of five separate Imperial Navy fleets would be in place to attack the Czardaian coastline, along with Army, Air Force, and Marine detachments, all with their own part to play in a battle plan with only one goal: the complete and utter annihilation of Czardas.

The Warmaster

30-12-2005, 04:04

Gyrobot received word that now the missile launch can begin immediately the satellites locked on to the fleet invading Czardas and fired a series of 4Blitzkobalt missiles. Inside each ICBM contained about 1000 smaller but more densely packed missiles at their enemy. The missiles soon entered atmosphere in less then 5 minutes and once past the atmosphere the missiles split their payloads which soon struck the recommended targets Czardas recommended. Battleships and Carriers.

Gyrobot, this is probably your most blatant godmode so far, and it will be your last. If you try shit like this again, you will be expelled from this thread. And you won't be able to get back in by complaining, bribery, or begging.

Before you argue, let me explain to you why this is a godmode:

1. This is a modern tech RP. No nation on earth (that I know of) has the capability to launch any sort of missile, let alone an ICBM, from an orbiting satellite.

2. An ICBM large enough to hold 1000 smaller missiles is a tad large, don't you think? Especially since you claim that you're firing these from space.

3. How the hell would you put heat shielding enough to get through the atmosphere on a missile that large and heavy, travelling that fast?

4. Last, and most important. You don't even give my fleets and my allies' time to respond, or to do anything for that matter. You just have a tiny, one paragraph post that says, in effect, "4 big missiles were launched and moved through the atmosphere in 5 minutes. Even that that incredible speed, they had incredible heat shielding and survived (but you don't say). Then, they split apart into 4000 smaller missiles, and hit the battleships and carriers before those ships had a chance to respond.

IGNORED

Space Union

30-12-2005, 04:28

OOC: Great, 3 vs 5. This is going to be interesting. :p

Gyrobot

30-12-2005, 05:33

To Space Union: Isnt it 4 to 5?

To Warmaster: I have downsized the attack and a satellite is capable of lauching missiles from space. If anything needs further adjustments feel free to tell me.

The Parthians

31-12-2005, 04:44

Gyrobot, this is probably your most blatant godmode so far, and it will be your last. If you try shit like this again, you will be expelled from this thread. And you won't be able to get back in by complaining, bribery, or begging.

*snip*

4. Last, and most important. You don't even give my fleets and my allies' time to respond, or to do anything for that matter. You just have a tiny, one paragraph post that says, in effect, "4 big missiles were launched and moved through the atmosphere in 5 minutes. Even that that incredible speed, they had incredible heat shielding and survived (but you don't say). Then, they split apart into 4000 smaller missiles, and hit the battleships and carriers before those ships had a chance to respond.

IGNORED

OOC: I'm going to agree with Warmaster on this one, and quite frankly, I'm not suprised. Gyrobot has a history of these sort of RP attempts which are blatant godmods, though I too am willing to permit a second chance.

Also, Warmaster and Freudotopia are both Out of town or unable to access the internet for the next couple days, so I'm going to propose pausing this RP until they get back, since Warmaster and Freud both agree.

Gyrobot

31-12-2005, 05:17

I am just not very familar with missile designs. So I dont know how many missiles can I contain in one giant missile ( I am trying to design a spread missile.). Forgive me if I exaggerate in some parts of the RP.

Shenyang

31-12-2005, 22:24

OOC: Black Group List:
SNS-102 Ragnarok SBN
SNS-103 Thanatos SBN
SNS-246 Reliance DSS
SNS-86 through SNS-96 Ohio SSBN
SNS-20 through SNS-34 Los Angeles SSN
SNS-35 through SNS-45 Virginia SSN
SNS-9 through SNS-19 Seawolf SSN
SNS-145 through SNS-156 Arleigh Burke Destroyers
SNS-100 through SNS-105 Ticonderoga Destroyers
SNS-1 through SNS-2 Nimitz CSN

(Yes it is extragagent, but the Ragnarok and Thanatos are my babies, and they need protection)

IC: 249 Miles from Grid Square B5E

Black Group was cruising at 300m below the surface, the surface vessels kept the rest of the group appraised of the surface situation. In the center of the submerged group the Ragnarok and Thanatos were gliding silently through the water on their jet drives. In the control room of the Ragnarok Kamarov was seated at the rear of the large room. Ahead of him a large wall of plasma screens showed the area ahead of the ship, with sonar contact overlays to make things visible outside a few dozen feet. So far nothing had been detected. The group was moving at twenty knots. On the surface the vesels that were visible would look like a massive carrier task force. However below it would be obvious that there was something much larger moving toward the coming battle, something far more dangerous. The angels of the deep, surrounded by their protectors slipped toward their objective.

Czardas

01-01-2006, 05:12

[ooc:] Right. We're on pause.

Southeastasia

02-01-2006, 14:31

OOC: Is the thread open or closed?

Space Union

02-01-2006, 17:51

OOC: Is the thread open or closed?

Open.

Southeastasia

02-01-2006, 18:23

Open.
OOC: Thanks. While I can't enter the war due to other issues, I'll be contacting other states to help out.

The Warmaster

03-01-2006, 02:57

OOC: I'm back, and so is Freudotopia.

“Divine One? You sent for me.”

The words jerked Sacred Emperor Lucifer from a doze. Growling in irritation, he rubbed his eyes and glared at the speaker. Lord Supreme Admiral Admohar Quoreal stood erect, hands clasped behind his back, meeting the Sacred Emperor’s gaze evenly.

“Yes. Yes, I did. Come.”

Taking the admiral down a few levels to the War Room, he picked his way through the mass of people to a quiet briefing room off to the side. Lucifer told Admiral Quoreal to have a seat, shut and locked the door, and turned on the tactical display which provided the only light in the room. Calling up a map of Czardas, he looked up at the Admiral.

“This, my friend, is the situation at present. Our fleet is in the Aurdanian bay, along with the Bandurians. Freudotopia is not far away with substantial reinforcements. The attack is almost upon us, and I have some orders for you in preparation.

“Firstly, as you can see, there are two large islands in the waterways leading into Czardas’s heart. You are not to worry about the islands themselves; they will be dealt with, and are not our concern at the moment. However, it is possible the Czardaians will bring ships up from the south to support the islands and the Aurdanian area. I want you to dispatch a task force of submarines to the area to raid convoys in the area and hinder any reinforcements as much as possible. I want it to be as stealthy as possible, Supreme Admiral.

“Secondly,” he said, zooming the map out to show some of the sea route between Czardas and the Empire, “We may need to bring reinforcements along this corridor during our campaign. I want you to dispatch several mobile and hard-hitting battle groups to guard it. They should be heavy on anti-submarine vessels.

“That is all.”

IN THE SEAS NEAR THE AURDANIAN SPIT

Admiral Ludo Anor was staring moodily out over the gray seas. Word had come that the attack would have to be postponed for at least another 24 hours to accomodate the Freudotopian fleet under way to Czardas. There was also a rumor that a highly advanced fleet from Shenyang was also on its way, but it was the opinion of High Command (and Anor himself as well) that the attack could not be postponed any further.

Suddenly a beeping noise signaled an incoming video link. Only High Command would contact him at this time; he hoped fervently they would tell him to attack after all, but the face of the officer who appeared on the screen told him it was not good news.

"Admiral, this is an emergency. Gyrobot has fired 4 large missiles from space at your fleet. They are just entering the atmosphere. You need to take immediate action." As quickly as it had come, the link snapped off.

Anor began to snap out orders at once. This was the first conflict of this command, and he had to face it well.

"Scramble all our planes. I want them all ready to intercept the missiles. I doubt anyone is so stupid as to fire only four missiles at us, and so I want someone keeping me informed on their path, and tell me when they split. Have all ships informed there is a Class A threat present (OOC: this means Potent and Immediate). Be ready to shoot the missiles down."

In the space of a few minutes, hundreds of planes were in the air, each with missiles at the ready. Meanwhile, Admiral Anor was aware that the four missiles had each split into 100 smaller missiles each, that they were closing fast on the fleet, and that they were targeting only battleships and carriers.

In a few minutes the missiles became visible as the tiniest specks in the sky, and Anor gave the command to shoot them down. 1930 aircraft each streaked upward, and the ships trained their own missiles on the incoming ones. Each plane launched 4 missiles, of whatever type it had, from whatever plane. Even the least heavily armed of them fired chainguns if it had them.

OOC: Submarine Task Force Dark Thunder

45 Seawolf-class attack submarines
15 Mammon-class advanced attack submarines
15 Ohio-class submarines
25 Predator-class submarine Hunter-Killers

Czardas

03-01-2006, 04:33

The past days have been very stressful ones for General Ogden. The supreme commander of Czardas's military spent many hours pacing up and down, hoping all of the plans would reach fruition in time. Hourly, reports came in from the enemy fleets massing outside Czardaian waters. Ogden communicates with General Longleaf via a secure link as the hours count down towards zero hour, when the Czardaian plans will be put into operation.

"Adrian, is Port Khûfi online?"

"Yes, their CAMERA is still active, and as far as we know no-one but allied forces knows this."

"Good. Keep them on high alert."

"General, I'm still worried."

"Why?" General Longleaf being worried means bad news, as Ogden surely knows, having commanded the impeturbable general for years now.

"Well, the Port Khûfi defense grid is online, but it only extends so far. If the enemy ships take a certain angle, they can go along the outside of the grid and still hit the base of the Aurdania spit, taking the Zaïr River as they do."

"But won't Khûfi's long-range guns and missiles take them out before they can do any damage?"

"Not necessarily. We don't know what kind of firepower the Bandurian and Warmasterian ships pack."

"All right. Let Bendragon know to extend the blockade until the start of Port Khûfi's range."

"Roger that." Longleaf signs off and Ogden is left alone with his fears and worries.

The battle will begin soon....

[ooc:]
I've done a crude job updating my map to show you a rough outline of what the battle will look like from here on.
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y57/Mauvasia/Czardas_War-Map.jpg

Gyrobot

03-01-2006, 07:45

Shenyang

03-01-2006, 15:57

IC: Grid Square B5E, 400m below the surface:

In the distance at the edge of Bravo 5 Echo the surface vessels could see the Warmasterian Fleet on the horizon, they alerted the Ragnarok to this information, the admiral rose from his seat to move to his cabin to announce his fleet's arrival. The SNS Reliance, a Nike Deep Strike Sub launched on of the class's reconaissance UAVs. It transmitted a Shenyangi IFF code to the Warmasterian fleet to avoid having itself blown out of the sky, aboard was a cryptic message which it would laser transmit to the Warmasterian flagship. The message was as followed:

<<Shenyang fleet on station, Rag/Than in fleet, do not respond until 0:30 hours tonight, all will be explained.>>

Aboard the Ragnarok the admiral gave an order to test the enemy's coastal defenses, if they were anything like the henyang net, then the defenses should obliterate the decoys he was about to launch, which appeared to have the same sonar signature as a Los Angeles class SSN, due to an electrical genius in Shenyang.

Kamarov: SNS-28 Eagleclaw, deploy a spread of your long range decoy UUVs, fire them in a straight line spread toward the enemy coast in an angle of 45 degrees off your bow either direction, then surface and restock at the tender, accnowledge with four radio clicks.

Four clicks issued from his radio.

The SNS-28 Eagleclaw loaded its tubes with decoy UUVs, remotely operated underwater decoy vehicles. They had a range of three hundred miles, due to the fact that they were almost totally hydrodynamic and only ran at 5 knots off a massive battery. The decoys slowly closed on the enemy coast. Still the entire submerged force remained completely unnoticed.

OOC: Note that I don't IC know about CAMERA, however my admiral is a very careful man, and wants to see if there are any holes he can exploit, as every nation that Shenyang does business with has a coastal defense system that would make Hitler's Fortress Europe look like a bunch of coastal cap guns, it would be logical for him to assume that Czardas may too have a defenseive grid that could cause... snags. So he's basically toying with the CAMERA system, to find out where it is and where it isn't.

Falcania

04-01-2006, 18:12

Czardas

04-01-2006, 18:29

[ooc:] Falcania: You could try reading the thread.

[ic:]

Port Khufi Naval Base, Czardas

"We have contacts inbound, awaiting instructions."

The CO looks at the nearest SONAR screen. Small contacts, giving off a submarine signature, are approaching from somewhere south of the Warmasterian fleet. He says softly, "This looks a bit fishy... Officers. Do we have a fix on those subs?"

"No. They don't seem to be Space Unionist or Silver Skyian, from all reports. I'd suspect enemy activity."

"Probably recon... Let's not wait around to see what they're up to. Eliminate them."

"Yes, sir." One of the officers in the room selects the contacts on his computer screen and presses a button. From the CAMERA torpedo emplacements along the island coast, over 200 torpedoes shoot out, hitting 4000 km/h (~2616 mph) within minutes as they boil through the water towards the decoy vehicles, guided by underwater long-range SONAR buoys which work even if the torpedo electronics are knocked out. They will hit within minutes.

Space Union

04-01-2006, 21:31

In an official communique from the foreign office of Southeastasia, Falcania has decided to help its regional allies Czardas, Space Union and Silver Sky in combat. However, knowing little of the subject we wish to be enlightened that we may better aid our allies. We request of our neighbours that the conditions of war are stated, and would also like to know the history of the conflict.

Basically, we're still in a standoff with the them. They will launch their attack soon enough, but were still waiting. Feel free to join in, you haven't missed anything yet. And thanks :) This will even the odds against them with your arrival. :)

The Silver Sky

04-01-2006, 22:05

OOC: Guys, I won't be able to get anything up today(busy), tomorrow(my birthday), friday (soccer conditioning), and possibly the weekend because my family will be over to celebrate me b-day.

Sorry, but I won't be able to get anything of substance up until late saturday/sunday.

Shenyang

04-01-2006, 22:22

The decoys plodded along into CAMERA range. Blessed with passive sonar as well as a very limited active sonar set they picked up the torpedoes launched at them, noting their bearing on approach to determine where they were fired from. The Czardian torpedoes connected with the decoys. Detonating them in a crushing explosion. However, a single decoy had just evaded entering the range of the active CAMERA system. It continued on, registering data it slowly approached the coast on the Audranian Spit, the decoy turned probe turned toward the range where CAMERA was active, it would appear nearly on the Czardian coast, like a submarine that had found the chink in Czardas' armor. It also registered the incoming hostile fleet, estimating range, bearing, and speed with the aid of the Eagleclaw's onboard computers. It predicted that the enemy fleet would soon close the gap that it had found in the CAMERA network. All the while it transmitted data live back to its driver, who was laughing at the fact that his tiny drone had broken through. It entered CAMERA firing range and turned to leave Czardian waters on a bearing that would take it toward the ewnemy fleets in the south, to further confuse enemy sensor equipment.

Freudotopia

05-01-2006, 15:13

OOC: I agree with the Silver Sky to put this on hold until the weekend for several reasons.

1. I am formulating a massive battle plan.
2. I will be very busy tonight and tomorrow.

So, Shenyang, do me a favor and hold off on any major attacks, because your group will have a large role in the battle plan, which, believe me, is one of my more brilliant tactical works.

Of course, no one knows anything like this IC. Still a standoff, as far as I see it.

Banduria

06-01-2006, 01:32

[ooc: I agree, I'm not going to have much time this coming week myself. So just this one post.]

Nausicus stretched, watching the massive fleets beginning to converge outside Czardaian waters. With the additions of new reinforcements the Czardaian defenders would have to work twice as hard, and the chances of success for the CAD and its allies were increasing exponentially. Bandurian reinforcements were further increasing the power of the fleet, bringing with them more Legionnaires, and the air armada promised by Lord Sampetra was also en route. When it arrived, the first stage of battle would begin.

It was then that Nausicus received word of the Gyrobotian satellite-based missile attacks. Speaking into the nearest active comm, he called Central Command. "Have you got any sat groups near Czardas?"

"One... a bit too far north to be noticed by Czardaian satellite groups and their allies, but not too far to monitor the situation."

"Good. Have them approach to ICBM range. We'll beat the Gyrobotians at their own game."

The satellite group, consisting of shielded "suicide satellites" whose sole purpose was to fall out of the sky onto a stationary target; satellites equipped with massive tungsten rods; attack satellites armed for anti-satellite and anti-surface/missile warfare; and recon/GPS satellites, began moving southwards towards Czardas. When it reached the 1800 km range, three of the attack satellites discharged payloads of four ASAT ICBMs each. These massive missiles would explode into 20 smaller missiles each, with the 20th missile of each drone equipped with an EMP warhead to knock out all communicating devices within 50 km of the point of detonation. Soon there were 240 missiles shooting across the sky at Mach 6.5 towards the two satellites...

Gyrobot

06-01-2006, 02:56

Shenyang

06-01-2006, 04:17

OOC: I'm just having fun with defense net probing. No attack planned, just a lot of confusion, so I'll hold off a while after the destruction of that last decoy/probe.

Freudotopia

06-01-2006, 15:30

Oh boy, said one of the engineers on Pax Gyrobot space defense rig. Originally an Space Helium Harvesting plattform used to mine Helium gases from jupiter, it was now refitted to make it provide ammo and fuel to weary space ships and stations. They immediately ordered a scan of hostiles in the area. Soon, they tracked 2 missiles entering an collision course for the Sattellites, the Harvesting plattform fired a magnetic pulse that caused the tugsten metal rods of the anti satellites to flip the other way to the missiles hopefully to have them collide. Also the Radiance hasn't fired their salvo yet so they use it on the ICBM in case the miss. The Radiance caculated and that if they are lucky it will only be pushed back. Meanwhile the shuttles was close enough to be provided with supplies needed to attack..

OOC: Gyrobot, this is seriously crossing the line. Since when do modern nations have "Space Heluim Harvesting plattform [sic]" that mine gasses from Jupiter?!?! Or refueling stations for "weary space ships and stations." This is utterly ridiculous!

In addition, your last post was a complete godmode. How could Warmaster launch thousands of anti-missile rockets at the missiles that you launched, and only 20 of your missiles were shot down? What is that?

All this bullshit with satellites has got me thinking. If you want to pull this shit, what prevents me from parking my satellites over Czardas and raining destruction down on them, and then all but ignoring their defenses? And believe me, I can afford to put a lot more "missile satellites" into space than you can. How's this for a novel idea: maybe instead of inventing bullshit about satellites with invincible missiles and space stations that don't take losses, you ante up and hustle a fleet over to Czardas? A fleet with real people in it. No more crap about fighting an entire war with satellites. If you do, I'll make it my first priority to wipe your shit off the face of the earth!

Warmaster will probably kick you out for this, but in case he doesn't, I'm just telling you that any post you make involving missile satellites will be IGNORED. It's just bullshit, man. Plain, simple bullshit.

*deep breath* Sorry if I sound a bit irate. Nothing personal, you understand. Strictly business.

Gyrobot

07-01-2006, 01:39

Well alright I will start partaking in the conflict more actively and again I apologize for the who space plattform thing, basically our nation is trying to avoid an actual conflict with the enemy nations so we are using sattellites for now then sending an actual navy to defend the nation.

Freudotopia

07-01-2006, 03:10

/beginning encryption process/
/33%
/66%
/complete
/synchronizing ciphers
/applying pad
/randomizing matrix

Freudotopian Imperial High Command

To our wise and august allies in The Warmaster: the expeditionary force that will participate in the imminent invasion of Czardas has arrived in the seas to the west of Czardas, due south of your fleet. The naval component is commanded by Admiral Jacobus Krimmiel, and the occupation force is commanded by General Markus Pestor. Both are extremely capable, and will fight well. Blood and victory!

Saul Hudson the Illuminator, Emperor of Freudotopia

Task Force Undertaker

5,500,000 Army and Marine combat troops
10,000 TF-40 MBTs
15,000 TF-80 light tanks
50,000 transport vessels and landing ships

Aircraft
4,000 F-26 “Seraph” fighters
4,000 F-28 “Peregrine” fighters
4,000 F/A-25 “Blizzard” attack fighters
500 B-4 “Firestorm” stealth bombers
1,000 F/A-110 “Hurricane” stealth fighter-bombers
1,000 A-12 “Pulverizer” attack gunships
1,000 AH-90 “Peregrine” attack helicopters
1,000 UH-20 “Howie” multi-purpose helicopters
1,000 C-131 “Theseus” cargo/troop transports
50 E-33 “Dynamo” AWACS planes
450 XF-9 “Golden Eagle” fighters (the elite 110th fighter wing)

Warships
15 Enlightenment-Class Supercarriers
20 Inexorable-Class Superdreadnaughts
100 Emancipator-Class Carriers
200 Devastator-Class Battleships
100 Predator-Class Attack Submarines
200 Imperium-Class Cruisers
300 Legion-Class Frigates
300 Victory-Class Destroyers
100 picket ships and torpedo boats

Plus transport, supply, and refueling ships.

EDIT: I reduced my fleet and increased my troop levels, both by a reasonable amount. But this is the lowest it's going to get. I've calculated it out, and this is about 3% of my entire military manpower, which is 3% of my total population. And this fleet is perfectly within my military budget. My primary spending category is military (duh), anyway, so its not as if I'm doing anything to field this fleet that I wouldn't be doing otherwise.

The Warmaster

07-01-2006, 03:23

Gyrobot, it grieves me to do this. It really does.

We've given you plenty of chances to change your ways. Throughout this RP you've repeatedly bent the rule about staying MT, and the fundamental rule against godmodding. But come on; magnetic pulses?! space stations mining gas from Jupiter?

I've come to the decision that you may no longer participate in this thread. I'm very sorry about this, and I have no personal problem with you. But professionally, you leave me no choice. I and others have repeatedly warned you.

I hope that you go far in NS. However, FT seems to be your preferred style. I recommend that you stick to that, at least for a while, and then switch to MT if you feel like it.

Czardas

07-01-2006, 05:03

[ooc:] I'm going to have to agree here Gyrobot. This is an MT war (ok, borderline PMT with all these SDs, EMPs, and Brilliant Pebbles people are throwing out there), and space stations are among the most obvious FT or at least highly advanced PMT material. Yes, there were Mir, Skylab, etc. but none of them were servicing many incoming spaceships, none of them were mining Jupiter, none of them were used as orbital weapons, and so on.

Some advice though: If you wish to participate in both FT and MT wars, divide your lands into two areas—one located on Earth where the original exploration missions etc. were launched from, still fielding MT forces, and the other located in space where your FT forces are based (and not mixing the two). I can think of a few nations who have already done this.

The Parthians

07-01-2006, 06:00

OOC: I usually have seen Gyrobot act in this manner, with his attempts to use FT on MT nations. I'm sorry Gyrobot, but I've said multiple times, MT nations do not RP with FT nations. Sorry, but thats the way these forums work.

Secret IC:

Delta Encryption Activated....

Official Imperial Message from the Shahanshah

Our most excellent allies in CAD and Banduria, I have determined to increase the size of Parthian forces so they are more effective in utterly erasing Czardas. Lord General Sassan Pakravan and Lord Admiral Hormazd Golzari will command it, with one commanding naval forces, and the other the land campaign once the forces have marched inland.

Task Force Shahanshahi

Amphibious Forces:

175 Infantry Divisions- 3,500,000 mechanized troops
25 Armored Divisions- (Each consisting of 1,000 M-29A4 MBTs)
20,000 Transports and Landing Vessels

Air Forces-
6,500 ACI-73A carrier fighter aircraft.
3,500 F/A-91 carrier strike fighters
1,500 F-78 Carrier fighter aircraft
250 EB-3A Electronic Warfare aircraft (Carrier Based)
4 crews of engineers designed to set up an airfield for land based aircraft.
8,500 ACI-73A Fighters
1,000 A-12 Barbarian close air support aircraft
750 B-9 stealth bombers
750 B-3A Bomber aircraft
2,500 F-78 fighters
3,000 GRI-37 attack helicopters

Naval Forces
10 Shahanshah Khosru class superdreadnoughts
25 Persepolis class supercarriers
100 Takht-e Jamshid class large carriers
50 Gilan class CVNs
350 Sardarizadeh (Doomingsland designation: Apostle) Trimaran large cruisers
500 Dominance class Trimaran Destroyers
500 Conquest Class Trimaran Frigates
50 Arsenal ships
150 Prowler class SSNs

The Silver Sky

07-01-2006, 06:10

The Parthians

07-01-2006, 06:27

OOC: Ok, no....just no.... come back with some realistic numbers and then we can continue the RP ok?

Parthia, there is no way in hell you can support all of those troops from looking at your pop or budget, same with you Freudotopia.

Get some realistic numbers, no wank happy "I 4M B1GG3R 7H3N J00!! and OMG, 1 MUST 1NFL473 my E-penis" shit.

OOC: Population? I'm over 4 billion in size. China has an active military of 2 million men in peacetime. Theoretically, I could field a similarly proportioned military of 8 million in peace time, though I use US style proportion for my military, which means its larger.

Freud is probably the same, he's large as well and could feild a significant number of forces, if he has compulsory military service like many nations, it could be very high.

Now, as for the budget, I don't use the GDP calculators since they use formulae for caluclating it that ignore other factors, such as special taxes levied to increase it, or the type of reverse progressive income tax I often like to use, but isnt able to exist out of the realm of RP. Now, even with my budget set according to a particular economic caluclator I like the most (http://www.sunsetrpg.com/economystatistics.php) proportionally if you take the current defense spending of the United States with 300,000,000 people and divide that from 4.2 Billion, you get a rough number you can multiply the military budget by, in this case 14. Now, the current US military budget is 447 billion dollars. Multiply that by 14, and you'll see that it totals to 6.25 trillion. Thus, proportionally, US quality forces at my size require that much money to maintain. However, there is indicated extra cash in my allocated budget to make it better, thus, its monetarily possible, and also, does not factor in other things I do to raise money. (Import tarriffs, imperial tribute, etc)

Mauvasia

07-01-2006, 06:30

*tag in support of ... oh, everyone but the CAD—You guys should get a name, I don't want to have to say "Czardas, The Silver Sky, Space Union, and other affiliated nations" every single time! <_<*

I hope this is still open...

Gyrobot

07-01-2006, 17:56

OOC: Very Well I will make my withdrawal in the war. Sorry Czardas...

IC: Gyrobot forces knew it was time to quit. The satellite forces have done their part and now it was time to put of the battle. Immediately, the 2 severely damaged satellites left to its space stations for repairs and return to civillian duty where it will be providing communications for their home nation

Banduria

07-01-2006, 22:24

OOC: Ok, no....just no.... come back with some realistic numbers and then we can continue the RP ok?

Parthia, there is no way in hell you can support all of those troops from looking at your pop or budget, same with you Freudotopia.

Get some realistic numbers, no wank happy "I 4M B1GG3R 7H3N J00!! and OMG, 1 MUST 1NFL473 my E-penis" shit.
I'm going to agree here. For one thing... 30 super dreadnaughts? An SD costs, on average, about $200 billion USD just to build. Therefore, just to build 30 SDs will come to about $6 trillion, let alone maintain them. And that's before we've talked about Freudy's 300 battleships (that's also a bit excessive...) and Parthia's assorted carriers, and the escorts, and... Conceivably, you could have 30 SDs, as long as your navy consisted of nothing else and your soldiers were armed with sticks and stones.

To put it in perspective, factoring in tarriffs, tributes, taxes siphoned from colony-protectorates, sales tax, and the combined police and military budgets, I spend almost $30 trillion a year on national defence, or 5 times Freudotopia's and Partia's budgets. And I have just 12 SDs and 6 hypercarriers in my entire Imperial Navy and Coast Guard (for a total cost of $3.6 trillion just to build—one-time payment—and a further additional cost of about $50-100 billion each per year to maintain). Yes, that's more than $1 trillion every year just to keep my measly 18 steel penises working. 30 would then cost over $2 trillion every year, and I fail to see how you could afford to then keep over 2,000 ships, 20,000+ planes, etc. working.

Also, TSS, I think Parthia and Freudotopia could probably afford to run fleets etc. that size given their populations. However, the people would have to be excessively devoted and fanatical to their nation and be willing to work and sail off at the drop of a hat in their massive but dilapidated (due to lack of funds to care for the fleet) ships—for nothing.

Only nations with military budgets of over about $36 trillion should even think about building more than about 16 SDs if they don't want to break their own banks. (Or they could pull an Ankhmet and put all of their military funding into designing a single massive flying ship approximately the size of Portugal, but I think that'd be PMT.)

That's my 2p...

Gyrobot

08-01-2006, 00:26

Also, TSS, I think Parthia and Freudotopia could probably afford to run fleets etc. that size given their populations. However, the people would have to be excessively devoted and fanatical to their nation and be willing to work and sail off at the drop of a hat in their massive but dilapidated (due to lack of funds to care for the fleet) ships—for nothing.

That's my 2p...

They got plenty of sources, slaves, their people are led to believe freedom is bad. Plundering of previous nations, they have a lot of things to be able fund such a navy.

The Parthians

08-01-2006, 01:27

They got plenty of sources, slaves, their people are led to believe freedom is bad. Plundering of previous nations, they have a lot of things to be able fund such a navy.

OOC: I'll reduce it, but no one has objected to that kind of budget before, since most people think the calculators are a bit too warped and theres a lack of direct control over tax rates and taxes, not to mention spending, due to the game system itself and its inheirent limitations. I personally RP with a small income tax, as I said before, reverse graduated. I have a large population of slaves, but their owners pay a tax on keeping them, essentially, 100% of the minimum wage factoring in them working 35 hours a week, but their owners make them work much longer hours, making them much more profitable. Colonial subjects pay 25%, Hazara and Arab subjects pay 50% regardless of their income bracket, The only people in Parthia who pay no income taxes are Nobles of Persian or Iranian background (Such as Kurds), and they own slaves usually which they have to pay the aforemented taxes for. The other Iranian peoples of non-noble background pay 3.5%. If you take that into consideration, its a much higher budget, and I usually would say over 50% of my yearly budget is allocated into defense, so I don't see any problem with maintaining an excellent military force.

If you want some numbers, take the average median income of Parthia, (lets use a very low estimate of 45,000 since the US has one over 65,000) multiply that by an average income tax rate of 7% (a pretty low estimate), then multiply the resulting number by the population of Parthia. I don't think funding is a problem in this case.

The Warmaster

08-01-2006, 02:05

OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC COMMUNIQUE

To all allies:

As you all are aware, the CAMERA system in Aurdania has been successfully shut down. This was due to the heroic efforts of an Imperial infiltration team, and one of the most advanced computer viruses known to man. As yet it has no name; that doesn’t matter. We are sending copies of it with armed convoys to your nations, along with secure e-mails containing its information. This should ensure that you receive it. Do with it as you see fit; shutting down the CAMERA systems at Port Khufi and Mariosz would be a large step toward securing the seas around Czardas.

His Divine Majesty Sacred Emperor Lucifer of Domain Halcyon

High Admiral Anor paced around the bridge impatiently, waiting for the signal to attack as the entire force had been for weeks. The Freudotopians were in place, then Shenyangi fleet was ready, and the Parthians were fully prepared in the south. The time was upon them; they needed to act quickly. Much longer, and the enemy would be too well-prepared to follow the approved plan.

The wall screen beeped.

The face of the Sacred Emperor himself filled the screen. Everyone on the bridge save Anor bowed their head, and Anor knelt before the screen.

“High Admiral Ludo Anor. The time has come. Inform the Bandurians, then the Parthians, Freudotopians, and Shenyangi that the attack is on and that they should begin the plan immediately. Make sure you contact the Shenyangi government, NOT their fleet; I don’t want their location revealed by a careless transmission. The message will reach them soon regardless. All glory be with you, Admiral, and with your men. Death and honor.” (OOC: If you have any questions, ask Freudotopia)

Trembling with anticipation, the Admiral stood and began issuing commands.

“Get the troop transports well back; 20 miles at least, and set up a perimeter around them. Divert some cruisers and destroyers for the purpose. Scramble our aircraft. Bring our defense network to full alert. Get all men on all ships to their stations and prepare to attack. Do it NOW, before the enemy fleet can respond.”

At his command, the fleet opened fire.

The massive Colossus railguns on board the battleships were among the first things to be fired at the enemy fleet. Too massive to destroy, moving to quickly to avoid, they were deadly weapons in the Imperial arsenal. There were 15 ships with Colossus guns, the battleships having two guns, and the Super-dreadnaughts having three, making 33 shells in the first wave hurtling at the enemy.

The total number of non-helicopter or bomber aircraft was 5,286 aircraft. Each one of them fired two missiles of whatever kinds they had at the enemy. Cluster bombs were especially favored. Without breaking their flight over the Imperial ships, they had struck a powerful blow at the enemy.

The various missile submarines, all of them Silencer-class, each fired 12 graphite missiles toward the Czardaian mainland, 6 from each directed to Aurdania, the other 6 to Palma. These would knock out the electricity in their various targeted cities using minute graphite threads. Following this, they launched a volley of 24 Pandemonium II missiles each at the Czardaian fleet.

The Darius- and Secutor-class destroyers each launched a trio of Spearhunter missiles at the enemy. The cruisers and frigates each had Rapier missiles. Each missile cruiser launched four, and each cruiser and frigate launched three.

Finally, the attack subs, after each firing four torpedoes, reloaded their tubes and began an anti-submarine search-and-destroy program to find and destroy any Czardaian subs that slipped into the perimeter.

(OOC: I did the math for you. 33 Colossus shells, 10,572 varied aircraft missiles, 2,616 Pandemonium II missiles, 546 Spearhunter missiles, 1,508 Rapier missiles, and 468 torpedoes)

Banduria

08-01-2006, 04:12

Grand Admiral Nausicus lounged in his favorite chair aboard the deck of the Decius Aurelius, watching the display of firepower from the Warmasterian navy. He smiled, a chilling smile... the larger Bandurian fleet, while mostly providing support, would continue to barrage the west side of the Aurdanian peninsula, providing cover so the Warmasterians could hit the east.

He glanced at General Mantari, standing beside him. "Shall we begin?"

Mantari bowed deeply. "After you."

Nausicus smiled and flicked a mike nearby, speaking in a flat voice. "Begin Operation Hellgates."

And, from the Imperial Navy ships, a true barrage of hellfire erupted.

VLS cells on most of the 1000+ combat ships, excluding carriers and smaller frigates and transports, opened as one, unleashing an initial volley of no fewer than 16,000 anti-shipping missiles at the Czardaian and Silver Skyian escorts. Meanwhile, the massive 27" and 24" guns atop the Decius Aurelius and the seven other Super Dreadnaughts in the fleet—3 27" guns and 5 24" guns atop each ship—opened fire with a barrage of massive shells targeted at the enemy capital ships and carriers, each gun firing two shells before stopping to reload. Railguns mounted atop the battleships shot 16" shells towards the enemy capital ships as well, with the anti-shipping missiles targeting frigates, cruisers, and destroyers.

However, this was far from all. The 426 Lernea-class SSGNs began firing torpedo rains at all ships of cruiser size and larger, including carriers and troop transports as well as capital ships. The torpedoes arced down from the tubes to below 400 m, shooting along until under their targets, when the main fuel engines would shut off and an auxiliary underwater RAMjet would ignite, shooting them up into the belly of their targets. Even as their eight torpedo tubes unleashed their deadly cargo, the guided missiles also ignited, shooting out of the water towards airfields, power plants, and bases in the general area of the Aurdania spit and Port Khufi.

Bandurian air power also seized the offensive. The 10,662 aerial assets accompanying the massive fleet began taking off from their carriers, except for the air armada which had just arrived from Banduria after a week of mobilization. This armada was the first to take action, approaching the Czardaian coast at Mach 2.5 to begin a bombardment of the coast, as well as engage any Czardaian fighters to give the Warmasterian forces clear passage. The sixty IB-38D heavy bombers were the first to launch their cargo, but it was directed not at Aurdania but at Port Khufi. Each bomber launched twenty large unguided ASMs packed with fuel air explosives towards areas where the CAMERA system was believed to be covered.

And, of course, this was merely the first wave.

[ooc: Missile breakdown:
Number ---- Type -------------- Target
16,000 ------ Anti-shipping ---- Escorts
128 --------- Large shells ---- Capital ships
720 ------ 16" railgun shells --- Capital ships
3,408 ------- Torpedoes ----- All ships of cruiser size and larger
852 ------ Guided missiles --- Airfields; power plants; bases
1,200 ---- Unguided ASMs ---- Suspected CAMERA emplacements @ Port Khufi

Clear? Good. Thanks.]

The Parthians

08-01-2006, 04:42

Task Force Shahanshahi

Lord Admiral Hormazd Golzari watched from the bridge of the Shahanshah Khosru. Around him,a great wedge of escorts formed around capital ships and transports in the center. Frigates, destroyers, and cruisers were on the perimeter of the task force, flanked by the submarines of both sides, all bearing in on the south, preparing to attack the Space Union fleet and break it with sheer force.

The Admiral, sitting on the bridge with a glass of tea in hand smiled as he looked over the digital map table in the center, showing positions of the fleets in the area. Of course, it would be necessary to secure a bridgehead so the true force of the Parthian military, the Army, could be unleashed. Virtually all of the Parthian navy was being utilized in this campaign, hopefully, it would be enough.

As the two fleets, Space Unionist and Parthian began to come into range, the Parthians fired, it would be an effective punch designed to cause maximum casualties through diversionary attacks. As the planes from the carriers took off, they maintained defensive positions around the fleet, rocketing off the decks of the carriers and holding positions circling overhead, loaded with missiles.

The arsenal ships, meanwhile, unleashed the first shots, 120 SLBM sized missiles flew into the air, reaching an altitude of 80,000 feet before releasing the second stage of the missiles, AGM-240 Qiunqereme ASMs unleashed their scramjet propulsion systems, climing up to 120,000 feet, above the range of most SAMs, before setting their course for any capital ships. If they reached the area over their target, they would activate forward thrust nozzles, sending the missiles straight downwards, before reactivating the engines, creating a possible terminal velocity of mach 20. A DU penetrator, followed by a warhead of 1800 pounds of ONC ensured any vessel they scored a hit on save the largest superdreadnoughts would be destroyed. However, the AGM-240s were not the main attack, the majority would probably be shot down in the terminal dive. Instead, cruisers and other escorts unleashed a barrage of 5,500 AGM-230 Trireme SSMs. Each of them was designed for low radar signature, in addition to flying low as possible, they also used turbofan propulsion for a minimal IR signature. It would fly in this manner until it reached 40 miles, at which point, a solid fuel rocket would activate, sending it forward at mach 3, using 3-D thrust vectoring for a terminal pop up to confuse enemy CIWS.

Now, all that had to be done was wait for a response, and to close range so the superdreadnoughts and torpedoes could be brought to bear.

OOC: This is for Space Union, so whenever you can get a post in, feel free.

Czardas

08-01-2006, 05:43

Command Bunker: Secret Location in Czardas

General Ogden is roused from his slumber on a comfortable armchair as an aide pads up to him silently, tapping him on the shoulder. The long-awaited moment...

"Sir. It's started."

Ogden nods in acknowledgement. A great feeling of calmness and emotionless clarity has come over him now that the crisis has finally arrived. The Czardaian counterplan formulated by Space Union and The Silver Sky is being put into motion now.

First, however, the incoming missiles and attacks have to be dealt with.

Even without CAMERA, the extent of Czardas's coastal defense is formidable. The Aurdania Naval Command Centre is surrounded by SAM launchers, AAM batteries, anti-missile lasers, and other defenses. The ships themselves, of which all approximately 360 have organized in two major fleets around the blockade, have their own extensive defenses.

Each ship now begins to launch its aircraft complement into the air, a total of 540 Daggers, 180 Strikers, 180 Peregrines, and 92 Kestrels soon in the air to counter all enemy air movements, while a strike force of 32 Hailstorms with Dagger and Peregrine escort begin to move in to attack enemy aerial assets.

The incoming Colossus shells begin to hit the Czardaian fleet even as the planes launch. Ships begin taking evasive maneuvers as the shells slam into the water where they were just moments before, and atop the heavy destroyers lasers flick on, carving some of the incoming shells apart. Nonetheless, two destroyers and a missile frigate are hit. One of the destroyers is hit by two shells which impact at almost the same time, tearing huge holes in the stern and sinking it swiftly as the crew evacuates into lifeboats. The other destroyer suffers a shell to the bridge, and it begins returning towards the coast as it lists lower and lower in the water. The frigate is hit squarely in the ammunition stores, causing it to simply blow up in a massive fireball before the crew can react.

The missiles from the Warmasterian planes begin coming in as well. Outnumbering the total number of ships stationed in front of the spit by more than 7 to 1, the chances for the blockade seem bleak. However, there is still hope for the allied forces. CIWS systems activate, filling the air with a screen of bullets to block the missiles. Incoming planes fire their own missile rains to intercept both those and the incoming Bandurian anti-shipping missiles. With a total of over 20,000 missiles now approaching the Czardaian escorts, longer-range lasers and AMMs based on shore also activate. Nonetheless, some of the missiles do manage to come through.

Twenty cluster bombs manage to hit a single cruiser. The result simply obliterates the stern, leaving the bow listing in the water as well as damaging a small destroyer stationed nearby. What remains of the crew manages to evacuate before the bow itself capsizes. Over 300 of the Bandurian anti-shipping missiles get through the screens and impact ships, as repair teams scurry about attempting to repair the damage. As many of them hit above the waterline, fortunately, the ships are not fatally damaged and will manage to keep in the water long enough to carry out the plan. Nonetheless, approximately 14 escorts, primarily destroyers and frigates, are destroyed by the sheer numbers of the explosions.

The Bandurian shells fare slightly worse. The 27", 24", and 16" shells, those that make it through the massive screen of countermeasures put up by the escorts that is, are shot down by the AMMs, lasers, and CIWS systems of the battleships and superdreadnaughts forming the second line behind the escorts. One 16" shell smashes into the side of one of the Neptune-class SDs—the newly-christened Silver Sky—punching a hole in the armor, and teams of engineers and workers begin emanating from various parts of the ship to repair the breach before the enemy can exploit it. Another 24" shell explodes just meters above a battleship, clearing the front deck of sailors and equipment but otherwise leaving the ship relatively untouched.

The twin torpedo rains are somewhat more worrying. Submarines and other ships send off decoys into the water to confuse the torpedoes' SONAR, hoping to draw the fire off. Czardaian submarines launch their own torpedoes, sending a total of 192 torpedoes with huge proximity warheads obliterating everything within 50 m of the point of impact towards the enemy torpedo volleys, aiming to destroy them before they can get within range.

The graphite missiles fired towards Aurdania themselves are quickly detected and shot down by Aurdania's extensive anti-missile nets and laser-guided fire, destruction averted. However, the missiles do reach Palma, cutting off all electronics in that city. As Palma had anyway been evacuated at the first sign of war on the coast, like most major coastal cities, this had little effect, however.

As for the ASMs aimed towards Port Khûfi, shore-based mortars and missiles knock most of the heavy unguided missiles out of the air. The few that do manage to hit cause only minimal damage to the CAMERA systems there.

Even as the missiles come in the call from base comes in to commence the plan.

The Czardaian escorts begin the plan by firing waves of missiles towards the Warmasterian and Bandurian capital ships. The 28 arsenal cruisers launch rains of 24 anti-shipping cruise missiles each; the other ships begin firing volleys of up to 8 missiles (small destroyers and frigates launching 4; larger destroyers launching 6 to 8); for a total of 2,104 missiles shooting towards the enemy capital ships.

Meanwhile, the Czardaian capital ships open up with shells and missiles towards the enemy escorts, firing over 500 missiles and 1,000 shells at the smaller ships. From onshore batteries, another 384 cruise missiles launch into the air, aimed primarily towards smaller ships such as destroyers and frigates.

This is merely the first stage of the counterattack.

Air Battle

With its classical expertise, the Czardaian Air Force is beginning yet another one of its massive counterplans. The air-based attack upon Warmasterian and Bandurian forces will be one of the largest operations begun by the Czardaian Air Force in many years.

The nearly 1000 carrier-launched circle over the fleet, providing air support. As the Bandurian air armada comes in, the Interceptor AWACS planes based some 60 km inland quickly register them, giving the orders to engage while the other strike force—32 Hailstorms escorted by 64 Peregrines, 100 Daggers, and 4 Kestrels providing RADAR jamming and stealth support—approaches the Bandurian fleet at insanely low altitudes, skimming just 20 m above the sea at a comparatively slow sub-mach velocity, still fast enough to bring them within range to strike.

As the Bandurian air armada approaches, 90 of the 180 Peregrines launch four each of their 'Jinx' LRAAMs, with a range of 375 km. The 360 guided missiles are targeted towards larger planes such as AWACs and bombers. The remainder of the Daggers—small enough to remain stealthy—are already within the 100 km MRAAM range, and with Striker support they approach the Bandurian air armada.

On reaching range the Daggers all fire two of their 'Triton' MRAAMs, for a total of 1,080 missiles approaching the Bandurian air armada. The Striker support, 75 Strikers in total, also cut loose with five Tritons each, an additional 405 aimed across the enemy air fleet; the 1,485 missiles are primarily targeted at fighters, especially those designed for air superiority or interceptor roles.

After firing these missiles, the air fleet seems to disappear into the air, the planes curving up to over 80,000 fleet and doing their best to disappear completely from enemy radar screens. Even the Strikers and Peregrines manage to do this, regrouping in small groups of three to six planes which will simply strike at and surround enemy planes, destroying them before darting off into the sky again.

But word has arrived of a Warmasterian air fleet approaching Czardaian positions, and General Ogden is deploying further air forces to deal with the new threat. From airfields not destroyed by Bandurian missile strikes, which basically cut off most of the Aurdania peninsula, a huge air force begins mobilizing, part of Czardas's 3,600-strong active home-based air force. (The 6,087 planes leading the rest of the engagement are mobile air units.). Planes soar into the sky, joining with groups of comrades in formation and linking up with groups launching from carriers stationed at the mouth of the Zaïr, between Khûfi Island and the base of the embattled peninsula.

Swift destruction will be rained down upon the enemy foolish enough to venture on Czardas's shores. For once, the nation was unified under that slogan...

The Warmaster

08-01-2006, 23:54

OOC: Uhm...lasers? I’m pretty sure that’s a lot more than a few years ahead of a modern navy.

High Admiral Anor stared at the tactical display. Only a few Czardaian ships had been destroyed, but the opening volley had not been the full force of the Imperial fleet, by far.

“Have Super-dreadnaughts and battleships continue their Colossus volleys, and advise the Bandurians to do the same with their railguns, targeting carriers, battleships, and heavy cruisers especially.” These ships, much slower than the smaller destroyers and frigates, would find it much more difficult to evade the Colossus shells. Also, if the Czardaians continued trying to evade the shells, they would disrupt their own formation.

Suddenly, the displays register a strong counterattack from the Czardaian fleet and shore emplacements. (I’m going to assume I’m targeted by 1,052 of the missiles launched at our capital ships.) However, there were not enough of them to seriously impede the fleet. The Super-dreadnaughts, battleships, and cruisers opened up with their own guns, firing a withering storm of bullets at the incoming missiles, taking down nearly all of them. Still, two battleships each suffered a missile above the waterline. Repairs on them were begun immediately. Three more missiles plowed into the hull of an Assassin-class missile cruiser, blasting it apart, and two struck another missile cruiser, and it started to sink.

Sensing its destruction, Anor ordered it to fire a last volley at the more worrying volley of missiles headed at the smaller ships. From it streaked 8 missiles that split into four smaller ones each, seeking out individual enemy contacts, 4 larger Prefect missiles that would create a huge explosion, designed to consume part of an entire flight of missiles at once, and a screen of bullets from its CIWS guns.

The planes turned to face the incoming threat. Responding with chaingun fire and another volley, this time of missiles, twice the number of incoming threats. Having accomplished this, the A-10 Thunderbolts and MiG-29s that had accompanied the second fleet launched and joined the first group of planes in the sky. Unlike them, the newcomers focused on the Czardaian air contacts, the MiGs firing three missiles each and the Thunderbolts firing four. Destroyers and frigates both fired both missiles and their guns at the Czardaian missiles and shells.

This massive response intercepted most of the Czardaian shells and missiles, but five frigates were sunk, and two destroyers were struck by four shells and a missile each, sinking them almost instantly.

The time for the second volley had come. The Super-dreadnaughts and battleships fired another two volleys of Colossus shells in rapid succession at the larger enemy ships, this time joined by a wave of missiles from all the Imperial aircraft, and a volley of 6-inch shells from the cruisers and destroyers. (The destroyers have two, cruisers have four)

The guided missile cruisers launched another wave of Rapier missiles, firing four each. The destroyers each launched two more Spearhunter missiles, and the cruisers fired four Rapier missiles. These added to the firepower they had unleashed in the form of their shells. Finally, the Perry-class frigates fired three Harpoon missiles, while the Knox-class frigates launched two each.

After launching this volley, the frigates launched 3 Warlock SAM missiles each at the Czardaian aircraft, timed to hit at the same time as the volley fired by the Imperial planes.

OOC:
Fired at Czardaian aircraft: 2,928 varied aircraft missiles, 780 Warlock missiles
Fired at Czardaian carriers, battleships, heavy cruisers, and arsenal cruisers: 66 Colossus shells, 10,572 varied aircraft missiles, 680 6-inch shells, 645 Harpoon missiles

Freudotopia

09-01-2006, 01:26

OOC: Czardas, I agree with Warmaster. I think lasers are a little past MT. Laser-guided interception missiles are fine, but lasers that can actually destroy a missile in flight? Probably not.

And could someone please put up the link to the OOC thread? I somehow got unsubscribed (probably Jolt's fault) and I can't find the link here.

Czardas

09-01-2006, 03:14

[ooc:] Funny... Doom didn't ignore them when I used them during the air engagement earlier in this thread. Ah well.

Also, with the naval battle, let's wait for TSS to respond as I think you were targeting him as well.

[ic:]

Aerial Battle

The Warmasterian A-10s and MiG-35s are engaged by the incoming reinforcements, in the form of 820 Daggers, 360 Peregrines, 360 Strikers, and 40 Kestrels. All of these are among the highest-caliber aerial designs in modern times. As the Warmasterian planes fire upon the incoming air forces, the Daggers begin to take evasive action. With their 4D thrust vectoring, switchblade wings in forward swept position, and other measures, the planes' maneuverability is high. Some Daggers dive to insanely low altitudes, skimming along just 5 m above the sea before flying upwards again to 60,000 feet within seconds, hoping to throw off the missiles; others launch flares, chaff, and decoys giving off a similar RADAR signature to further confuse the enemy missiles and SAMs. The Peregrines and Strikers are not similarly equipped, but here the Kestrels seize the position, firing proximity EMP bombs towards the missiles. As the bombs detonate, missiles begin plunging downwards towards the sea, their circuits shorted. Nonetheless, 16 Daggers are knocked out of the sky, and two unlucky Peregrines are also hit, taken out of action permanently.

The Czardaian planes return fire immediately. Within MRAAM range, there is no need to expend the 'Jinx' LRAAMs, and each Peregrine fires all four of their Tritons, with 410 of the Daggers firing one each and the Strikers, two each, for a total of 2,470 missiles rocketing across the sky towards the Warmasterian planes.

The Strikers open their bomb bays and begin launching guided proximity bombs towards the frigates that fired the SAMs, helping ensure air superiority. Passive RADAR receivers have detected the probable locations of turrets, all of which are targeted. From the Strikers two or three of the proximity bombs drop towards the frigates, their infrared guidance and gravity helping them along from 65,000 feet up. A total of 780 bombs descend towards the frigates, divided up as evenly as possible—one per probable turret, or three per frigate.

Freudotopia

09-01-2006, 15:15

Task Force Undertaker, off the western coast of Czardas

Admiral Jacobus Krimmiel was pacing the bridge of his command ship, the supercarrier Pride of Slash, when the comms officer turned to him. A nod was all it took. Krimmiel felt the sense of impending battle settle in his heart, and he began barking out orders.

"Helm!"
"Yessir?"
"Make your course thirty degrees north by northeast."
"Aye, sir."
"All hands on deck! Final battle preparations are to be completed at once. Relay my orders to the fleet. I want a fleet status report in front of me in one hour! Tell engine room to give me sixty percent speed. At that rate we should reach the allied fleets' position in four hours. We'll launch our long-range missiles as soon as we're in range. Aircraft are to be made ready. I want our Peregrines and Seraphs in the air when we attack, and make sure the Blizzards are on hand too."

As his orders were relayed and swiftly carried out, Krimmiel sat in his command chair and stared through the front windows. Somewhere, out of sight, was the enemy. Across those grey seas were countless men who he would order slaughtered before the day was over, countless husbands, brothers, sons, and fathers. It had always been like this, for as long as he could remember. Krimmiel did not enjoy taking a life, let alone hundreds, but he understood when it was necessary. Against regulations, the Admiral removed a pipe from his jacket pocket and lit it. As he inhaled the fragrant smoke, he began to contemplate the upcoming battle.

Belowdecks, sailors swarmed through hallways, dashing to battle stations, finishing last-minute tasks. Missiles were checked and double-checked. Planes were fueled, and mechanics scurried to make sure everything was in order. The massive battle computers in the supercarriers and superdreadnoughts were brought on line, and data regarding allied and enemy fleets was entered. Battle scenarios flashed across their screens as they prepared tactics and contingencies. No commander trusted them, but many wouldn=t leave port without them. Weapons were loaded. Status reports were compiled, and given to the appropriate officers. Precisely fifty-eight minutes after he had asked for one, a fleet status report file was placed on Admiral Krimmiel=s desk. He flipped through it and smiled tightly.

The fleet sailed onward through the cold seas.

The Warmaster

09-01-2006, 18:49

OOC: Actually, no. I wasn't targeting TSS yet. When I need to, I'll make a separate post about that attack.

IC: As the Czardaian aircraft return fire, the Imperial planes go into a frenzy. The ECM packages on the A-10s interfere with the guidance of many of the missiles aimed at them. However, nine are destroyed by the counterattack. The MiG's, lacking a similar system, are forced to rely on chaff, flares, and by diving down a few thousand feet, they put themselves in range of the far larger ECM systems on the carriers and Super-dreadnaughts. These powerful devices short out almost all of the Czardaian missiles; the rest are intercepted by the missiles and bullets of the rest of the planes and the ships. Only two of the MiG's fall to enemy planes.

However, there is no time to rest. The frigates are under threat. The ships nearby open up with a merciless barrage of firepower, intercepting around eighty percent of the bombs. The MiGs are forced to use some of their own missiles to stop however many they can, but one frigate is completely disarmed and two lost a gun each, along with other damage suffered.

In retaliation, the frigates launch an even larger volley of Warlock missiles, showing the Czardaians they do not lack firepower or pride. The frigates fire four each, and add to it an array of three medium-range Tsunami missiles.

However, only 500 of the Thunderbolts are ordered to respond, firing two Paveway guided missiles each.

OOC: 1,034 Warlock missiles, 775 Tsunami missiles, 1000 Paveway missiles (all at planes)

Banduria

09-01-2006, 23:38

"Missiles inbound!" the voice screamed in the air commander's ear.

"How many?"

"Three sixty LRAAMs from three seventy-five klicks, one thousand plus MRAAMs from a hundred..."

"Damn it. Get rid of them for me, will you?"

"All right."

"Fire out." The 120 IU-43 jammer UAVs quickly turn on their RADAR jamming, throwing some of the missiles off, but many keep coming anyway. The IF-24D interceptors now open fire with a massive rain of 648 AMMs targeted primarily at the long-range missiles; the AWACS passive RADAR receivers have determined that the probable targets are planes that will have more difficulties evading the attacks. The remainder of the fighters and UCAVs at which the missiles were targeted begin taking evasive action and launching countermeasures such as ECM systems, which come online, further disrupting guidance, as well as classical flares and chaff. The UCAVs are especially good at dodging the missiles, as without requiring the machinery to keep a human alive they can go much faster and turn much more quickly than normal planes. Nonetheless, sixteen assorted fighters are knocked from the sky.

While the Daggers and their fellow planes' evasive motions could fool an air armada on its own, with the aid of carrier-based radars they were almost painfully noticeable. The 144 IF-24A air superiority fighters in the air armada immediately launch a rain of six Archonate-class AAMs each. With a range of 210 km, initial velocities of Mach 5, 3D thrust vectoring, and auxiliary scramjet engines that could fire up if the target chanced to evade the missiles, the missiles were a sure weapon against even the maneuverable Daggers. 864 missiles shot across the sky towards their targets.

Meanwhile, the IF-24E multirole fighters and 108 of the IA-71F attack fighter bombers targeted the Peregrines, cutting loose with 4 Imperium-class LRAAMs ranged about 360 km, each. The missiles would not be detected until they reached 100 km from their targets, traveling at Mach 6, and thus giving their opponents little time to react. The total of 864 more missiles would deal with the enemy fighters easily. Strikers and Kestrels were also targeted in this missile attack.

This would be an interesting battle.

Even as the aerial forces engaged each other in combat, air forces began taking off from several of the carriers and Super Dreadnaughts, their targets to be the Czardaian ships. A total of 188 aircraft from six of the Nessie-class carriers, 112 escorts and 76 bombers/attacker planes, took off and joined in a single armada, heading for the Czardaian fleet. They would be joined by 38 escorts and 26 bombers/attacker planes from each of six of the Seafoam-class carriers, for a total of 1,512 aircraft approaching the Czardaian fleet, along with the thirty kamikaze UCAVs from the air armada.

The Czardaian air group heading for the Bandurian fleet is also noticed. At such a low altitude, they will make easy targets for SAMs and ECMs as well as strikes from above. From the Bandurian fleet, six squadrons of air superiority fighters and five squadrons of interceptors, a total of 132 planes, lifted off and made their way towards the Czardaian planes as the ships launched over 600 SAMs towards the inbound contacts.

Czardas

10-01-2006, 08:35

[ooc:] I won't be able to get a post up until Wednesday at least—traveling to a different continent, etc.—so just don't attack me until I come back. Feel free to blow up each other but don't do too much that will involve me until I return.

Freudotopia

10-01-2006, 15:10

Freudotopia

12-01-2006, 21:25

Bump for Czardas. Czardas, if you're back, post something to tell me. Then I'll attack your fleet. Only polite, wouldn't you say?

Czardas

13-01-2006, 15:48

[ooc:] I am officially back! You are allowed to blow me up now.

Will make IC post later when I have time.

Shenyang

14-01-2006, 15:30

Deep below the waves, as hell broke lose above the Shenyang fleet sat completely undisturbed. Despite the fact that there were dozens of surface ships dirctly above them. Katalia looked to Captain Ash, and simply asked one question.

Katalia: Shall we?

Ash: With pleasure Admiral. Nike Strike Sub, you are cleared to surface wide of our position by 040 kilometers and begin your barrage on the Aurdurian Spit, fire at will, and god speed.

Captain Erikson: With pleasure madam.

The Nike Deep Strike Sub in the Shenyang fleet swung out to its firing position and then surfaced. Its foredeck soon became a blaze of fire and smoke as it unleashed its deadly payload of Katana missiles, completely unmarked, as usual, toward the Aurdurian Spit, each with a different general area to engage. Two hundred missiles screamed over the water only a few feet up. They were programmed to swing through the ever closing gap between Czardian coastal defenses and their fleet. Remaining almost unseen until they reached their targets and began raining down on the area in question.

OOC: Thats 200 missiles with 1500lbs of high explosive payload, so 300000lbs of ordinance moving at mach 1.2-ish at 5-10 feet off the water on average with a maximum altitude of 20 feet. Flying toward a large geographic target through the closing gap between your fleet and CAMERA, programmed with specific targets upon said geographic target, so as to avoid civilian casualties at all costs.

Czardas

16-01-2006, 16:02

The Warmaster

With missiles inbound, the Czardaian planes lose no time. Launching further countermeasures, the planes retreat to the relative safety of the AAWACs range, where powerful electromagnetic bursts short out most of the incoming missiles. Nonetheless, it is rather difficult to target so many missiles at once, and 24 more planes plunge towards the sea in flames, parachutes descending as the Czardaian fleet sends out boats to rescue the stranded pilots.

In retaliation the Daggers cut loose with their entire remaining MRAAM volleys, a total of 1,230 missiles; the Strikers and Peregrines add their LRAAMs to the volley, firing 2-3 each for a total of 1,800 more missiles approaching the Warmasterian air armada. However, the 'Jinx' LRAAMs have a special defense against EMP attacks. When the pulse shorts their circuits, the passive RADAR receivers within range pinpoint the location from which the EM emanated and the missiles simply target the ECM systems themselves, aboard ships or whatever else fired them...

Banduria

The 864 missiles approaching the Daggers are quickly registered, and Dagger maneuverability is once more during this war put to the ultimate test as they try to dodge the missiles. Loosing assorted countermeasures as they go, they call the AAWACS systems for backup. The EM systems aboard the large command planes themselves quickly spring into action, shorting missile after missile. With five AWACs planes in the air already, the missiles approaching the Peregrines are destroyed either through EMPs, missiles, bullets, or cannon fire with over 90% success. Thirty Peregrines are destroyed anyway, but the remainder of the swift fighters manage to evade the main attack.

The Daggers are left on their own, and one by one the missiles catch up, knocking the planes out of the sky. Nonetheless, many of the 540 planes survive the attack, over 480 remaining to return fire, which they do at full force.

Organizing in groups near the Bandurian air fleet, the Daggers begin launching MRAAMs and SRAAMs and firing their cannons through the rapidly closing distance between the various air groups, swarming planes with a total of over 2,000 missiles while approaching to dangerously close range. Meanwhile, the remaining Peregrines and Strikers cut loose with further MRAAM volleys, another 1,440 missiles approaching the enemy air armada.

The small air group approaching the Bandurian fleet recognizes the incoming SAMs and the planes begin taking evasive action immediately. Missiles, bullets, cannon fire, radar jamming, EMP strikes, and countermeasures are all employed at once as the 164 fighters launch a total of 620 short-range missiles upwards towards the incoming Bandurian fighters.

Meanwhile, the Hailstorms are also busy. Each of the massive bombers launches half of its payload of anti-shipping missiles towards the Bandurian ships. The sea skimming missiles, 54 per plane, descend to just above the water and rocket across the ocean at Mach 6. Even as they approach their targets, jammers switch on and off on the missiles, confusing enemy electronics and interfering in radar transmission. The 1,728 missiles are armed with separating warheads; each missile will split into 4 separate warheads armed with plasma explosives on reaching the target, and the warheads will proceed to cause massive incendiary damage to the armor of the Bandurian ships, tearing holes in the metal skins or causing them to buckle under the sheer heat of the explosion.

However, the huge bombers are far from finished. They proceed to launch the other half of their payloads, sending another 1,728 missiles onwards to destroy the enemy ships. The missiles descend into the sea—torpedoes—and begin to supercavitate, shooting under the waves into the hulls of any ships in their path, the tungsten tips ripping huge holes below the waterline and sinking the enemy fleet.

Following this, the Czardaian air fleet simply turns around and returns towards their mobile bases to restock and await further orders...

Shenyang

Reponse coming soon!

Shenyang

16-01-2006, 19:48

OOC: Yay! Coming Soon! Just like waiting for a movie to come out! (That wass ironically not laced with any sarcasm, just had to exclaim it)

Czardas

20-01-2006, 17:51

Shenyang

"We've got missiles inbound, sir," says the Lieutenant, who is also doubling as the radar officer as the aforesaid is out fulfilling one of the requirements thrust upon him as a Muslim.

"Gar." The commanding officer at the ANCC turns to a comm officer nearby. "Get all AMM batteries online and knock them out of the sky. Have our subs find their launch points and eliminate them."

"Yes sir." The orders are relayed swiftly, and 600 missiles scream towards the incoming sea-skimming cruise missiles, which nonetheless are easy to detect with the shore-based RADARs picking up everything above sea level. Due to the slow reaction time, 17 cruise missiles get through and are engaged by anti-missile lasers before reaching their targets, all but one which hits and nearly destroys one of the airfields outside the ANCC.

Fourteen Czardaian submarines are relegated to find and destroy the vessel launching the missiles. Passive sonars pinpoint it to a vessel identified as a Nike-class strike submarine, and a due launch of 84 torpedoes is directed towards it. However, meanwhile the contacts beyond the submarine are also noticed...

"Sir, I think you'd better come and see this." The sonar officer calls the captain of the submarine, a man of Russian-Oriental extraction named Frederick Jones. (Some suspect that this was not his real name, but this is no time for conspiracy theories.)

Jones walks over to the display, and emits a low whistle. "Those are some big-ass contacts. They look like deep-water submarines, but they're at least the size of battleships..."

"Shall we move the formation in, sir?"

"No... we could be walking into a trap. Those things, with their size, will probably have far longer range than anything we've got. Launch a triple rain at them, and let's see how they react."

"Right." The submarines prepare to launch the maneuvers which proved so effective against the Psovian navy earlier in the same war. 28 super-cavitating torpedoes are launched first, their massive separating warheads causing massive explosions that will blast through the armor of the enemy ships. Next, 28 missiles are launched; the missiles shoot out of the water and arc into the sky, slamming back down into the top of the ships below the waves; finally 28 more weapons are launched: some torpedoes, some missiles, approaching at various angles and from many directions. These are targeted at the two submersible battleships. Due to the intermittent jamming, the missiles will confuse enemy electronics, and hopefully make reaction impossible until it is too late for the Shenyangi fleet.

The Warmaster

21-01-2006, 02:41

OOC: Wow. I was just busy for a week or so, and it seems that nobody noticed...but the war must go on. I feel stupid for asking, but did you respond to the naval part of my last post yet, Czardas?

IC: "Admiral, we have 3,030 Czardaian missiles incoming."

Turning, Admiral Anor faced the officer who had spoken. "Get all the planes out of the big EMP range. I want the Thunderbolts relying on themselves, as well as the Balefires and all the others (OOC: the primary aircraft used on Imperial carriers). Have them stop the missiles...they know what to do."

The officer stared, clearly not comprehending at all why they would leave the safety of a system that would stop 99% of the missiles fired at the planes. Before he could protest, Anor glared at him. "You don't have to understand. Do it. Now."

The orders were carried out. The Balefires and Thunderbolts took the brunt of the attack, the MiGs scrambling as fast as humanly possible back down to the carriers to reload all their missiles. Both Balefires and A-10s had ECM systems, chaff, and all the standard tricks, but this obviously could never stop so many missiles alone. However, there were more Balefires alone than enemy missiles to start with. Using guns and short-range missiles, the Balefires and A-10s cleared out the remainder, losing only two of each kind of plane. Another volley had to be unleashed.

The Thunderbolts each launched two more Paveways each. These were joined by the far greater rain of fire from the Balefires, each plane launching five of its fourteen small Methuselah missiles and two of its MRAAMs. The battleships and superdreadnaughts launched another volley of 66 Colossus shells, and the frigates each launched three Tsunami missiles, then refilled their Tsunami launchers. Finally, the 724 attack helicopters that had previously not taken part in the battle each fired two MRAAMs at the Czardaian planes.

OOC: At enemy planes: 1,058 Paveway guided missiles, 16,790 Methuselah missiles, 765 Tsunami missiles, 1448 helicopter MRAAMs and 6716 Balefire MRAAMs.
More to follow, I didnt fire at your ships yet except the 66 Colossus shells.

Shenyang

21-01-2006, 03:55

SNS-102 Ragnarok: Bridge:

The admiral was calmly watching the screens, Shenyangi spy sats, which were always kept in the area of a war to maintain constant daa feeds, were sending secured data links to the Ragnarok, as a result they knew the missiles were inbound. There were only a few choices they could make, and Kamarov made the most unlikely of any of them, instead of sacrificing the ships around the Ragnarok and Thanatos, he had them disband away so they would not be damaged, the Ragnarok and Thanatos spread apart from each other and activated as many systems to make them a royal pain in the rear as they could. UCIWS batteries were activated, Barracuda counter-torpedo super-cavs were loaded into all tubes, Sonic countermeasures slowly built up to full harmonics, countermeasures were loaded. Instantly the Ragnarok and Thanatos signatures faded out as they broke in opposite directions at full speed with prototype SONARCM systems active and pumping confusing signals into the the area. They deployed decoy UUVs to keep the missiles unsuspecting of the truth, the missiles, closing at extreme speeds would be shooting for targets that weren't where they should be, and would be more than capable of defending themselves. The Valiance, which was as effectively protected by a smaller system like the Ragnarok, and disappeared back into the background noise easilly evading the inbound projectiles. Being nearly three times as quiet as an Ohio Class SSBN it could easily disappear from the view of inbound hiogh speed torpedos before they could hunt her down and kill her. The weapons bound for the Valiance found that their target had disappeared and continued on in a straight line into oblivion. The Ragnarok and Thanatos, were nowhere near as lucky, as they were massive beasts of the deep.
While over half of the mssiles stayed on target on the original positions several did correctly re-acquire the SBNs. They closed in in a symetrical front, just as Kamarov had hoped. The Harmonics fired, creating a massive overpressure wave to emminate from the ships, which were more than strong enough to take the pressure. However the inbound weapons weren't designed to survive a sudden pressure burst and many simply were crushed by the massive force. Those that continued met a massive hail of weapons. Barracudas intercepted the inbound projectiles. Finally those that survived everything met a sticky end at the hands of the ships' UCIWS systems and the ships triggered their countermeasures to create the illusion of being destroyed. To the Czardians they would appear to have been destroyed completely. UUVs were deployed playing crushing sounds for a massive object. The ruse would be perfect, making the great ships phantoms, perhaps echoes on their systems. After the attack the group fell back out of Czardian detection range. The Valiance returned to base and was replaced by the Defiance, which carried a full load of weapons. The Czardians would not realize that the great craft had survived their attack until they struck again, and then it would be too late to react effectively.

OOC: Basically through tactics versus speed my ships escaped destruction by a margin of approximately 50 meters for the last 2 dozen weapons and now have completely disappeared along with their entire entourage. Your boys would be fooled into thinking the ships sank by the massive countermeasures burst and UUVs, unless you have the ultimate in deetection systems that can reach out and detect relatively well hidden contacts at ranges of atleast 2000+ miles.

Oh, and BTW, I'd appreciate it if I didn't have to pull out all the stops to protect these things next time around. They're my pride and joy because I spent a good few months designing and redesigning them, and I'd be more than slightly displeased if I lost them. In fact, I'd be in a veritable rage against the rest of the world because I have some plans for these babies both here and in the future.

Princstable

21-01-2006, 04:03

i am a republic where would i fit in? i painstakingly read all of the threads so i pretty much have NO CLUE whats going on cuz it all went in one ear and out the other after about 5 pages... hmmm can i still get in? where would i go and on who's team?

The Warmaster

22-01-2006, 02:00

OOC: Princstable...technically there's nothing stopping you from joining, and if you're a republic you'd probably be on Czardas's side. But I wouldn't recommend it. You're way too small to get involved in an already-raging war between nations with multiple billions of people.

IC: The Perry-class frigates each fired three Harpoon missiles at the Czardaian fleet. Added to this was the volley from the cruisers; each cruiser and each missile cruiser fired four Rapier missiles, while only cruisers fired four 6-inch shells each. The destroyers continued their volleys of Spearhunter missiles, firing two more, and two 6-inch shells each. However, wary of EMP systems on the Czardaian fleet, the super-dreadnaughts and battleships launched a type of advanced missile, the Abaddon, which was practically unstoppable. Their graphite coatings, lack of right angles anywhere in its construction, and scan-reflective coatings made them impossible to detect with RADAR, LADAR, or anything digital. Their sophisticated electronics and counter-countermeasures made them all but immune to electronic interference. In fact, the only way to stop them was to see them with one’s own eyes and respond quickly enough. And in a crowd of thousands of other missiles, this would be an impossible task. Each one packed a huge punch...and cost the Imperium a fortune. However, this would be worth it...Each battleship launched two, and each super-dreadnaught four. Missile submarines each launched 12 Pandemonium II missiles at the Czardaian AAW ships, and the attack submarines each launched four torpedoes at the same.

OOC: Aimed at Czardaian battleships, carriers, heavy cruisers, and arsenal cruisers: (The 66 Colossus shells were mentioned in the last post, but I don't want them to be missed) 360 Harpoon missiles, 800 Rapier missiles, 360 Spearhunter missiles, 680 6-inch shells, 66 Colossus shells, and 36 Abaddon missiles.

Aimed at Czardaian Anti-Air Warfare ships: 1,308 Pandemonium II missiles, and 468 torpedoes.

Princstable

22-01-2006, 02:58

"sir i do agree with them. we are to small to interfere..."

with much thought, the president finally agreed..

"Fine, secretly give the Side we would be fighting with some weapons and aircraft. we have enough of those. we will help in what little way we have, send them over their without any markings so they dont know who is sending them. and also have them come from a different direction than our nation.. have the pilots be wearing no markings either, or names. have them get back via civillian ways, and have them go around a different way than the way they came and not towards our nation exactly. we will send 20 attack helicopters, 30 cargo helicopters, 25 attack aircraft, and 80,000 pounds of ammunation.. Make sure they do not know we are the ones resupplying them, and make sure their enemies do not find out either! after this supply drop, we will pretend we know nothing about it."

OOC: Hey guys so i'm sending these things to the Republic who ever i'd be fighting with. i'm sure u guys know who it is. and since it has no marking i hope you guys wont pull me in on this, since i think i've covered everyway of nations not knowing who it is that sent them. Thanks.

The Parthians

23-01-2006, 20:12

Task Force Shahanshahi

Lord-Admiral Golzari saw the oppurtunity ahead of him, Space Union was no longer blocking the way for the Parthian invasion, they would be free to launch an invasion of the southern coast and to pave a way for the grand military of Parthia to march upon the cities of Czardas. With air cover overhead, the Parthian superdreadnoughts began to unleash their massive guns, shelling the cliffs and rugged terrain, while also targetting seaside villages along a one mile strip. The plan was simple, create a ramp like structure which Parthian soldiers and vehicles could scale, first bombarding it to form a rough level incline, then paving over it with concrete to form both port facilities for unloading parts of the Parthian army, while also forming a base of operations. Once enough land was secured, they would put together an airfield using prefabricated parts brought on the transports.

The guns of the Shahanshah Bahram were the first to fire, blasting into the coast with 25 inch guns that sent great blocks of rock into the water, destroying cliffsides into a rough ramp along a stretch of land, one Parthian infantry and engineers could exploit. The other vessels joined in, their deafening chorus of guns smashing the rock face of the coastal cliffs, sending blocks of stone tumbling downwards. Once a rough path for infantry landing was cut, they turned their attention to random bombardment of coastal towns long the landing area, firing their shells upon them.

Now, infantry landing craft prepared themselves, two divisions of troops were to secure a one mile beachead so the engineers could prepare the way for Parthian armor. Helicopters overhead provided antiarmor support while planes circling the fleet prepared for a response.

Beach Alpha had officially opened.

Banduria

25-01-2006, 16:31

[ooc: Due to RL time constraints and IC issues, I'm also going to withdraw from this RP. Try to make do without me.]

Even as the Czardaian missiles came in, engaged by CIWS, EMP, and the air defence ships, the calls began coming in from Central Command: "All Imperial forces, abort Operation Stone Fire! Repeat, abort Operation Stone Fire, return to port at once!"

"Great," Grand Admiral Nausicus sighed slightly, setting his glass of champagne back on the table beside his chair on the bridge of the Decius Aurelius. "Why are we leaving, pray tell? Just when things started to get... interesting."

"Situation developing with Scandavian States, Allanea, and the Omzian Democratic Republic... All fleets that can be spared will be necessary."

"Oh dear," Nausicus sighed again and broadcast the message to the rest of the Imperial fleet, "All ships return to Banduria—but not before giving Czardas everything we've got."

Along with the Czardaian navy, targets all along the shore were targeted: cities, military bases, hospitals, nuclear power plants, everything reachable by a missile. Then the Bandurian fleet let loose with everything it had.

Shells ranging from 6" to 27" pounded everything within range as over 50,000 ASMs rocketed upwards from the Imperial Navy, programmed with Time-on-Target to hit at the same time. Then the massive barrage of firepower was over, as quickly as it had started, and the Bandurian Navy began pulling out, having sustained few losses. Within half an hour, the last of the 1,900 vessels was departing the surface forces, leaving a significant gap in the allied lines... but only one gap. The Warmasterians, Freudotopians, Parthians, and Shenyangis would be able to take care of the Czardaians more than adequately on their own...

Surviving Bandurian air assets also joined in the mass exodus. The forces returned to a naval base on an island somewhere south of Banduria, although within the extended 250 km Bandurian waters as per the Lucian Corollary... and if their aid was needed again, they would deploy once more southwards. But for now, the threat to the Bandurian homeland took a higher priority...

The Warmaster

25-01-2006, 18:40

OOC: Ah well. It was good while it lasted.

IC: Sacred Emperor Lucifer, while sipping his whiskey, had no way of knowing that today was to hold any surprises at all, let alone one of such magnitude. But as he read the report the page had brought him, he became slowly more and more icily furious. The answer? (At least in his world)

Send more ships.

More troops were needed anyway; there were scarcely more than a million Legionaries ready for the conquest of Czardas. The more he thought about it, the more sure he was. Yes...to replace the Bandurians, Imperial steel was needed.

Scourge the Czardaians. Destroy them and burn them, and the world shall see the might of the Imperium. Scourge them...

OOC: Too busy right now to post up numbers, but rest assured...I will.

The Warmaster

28-01-2006, 02:56

IC: OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC COMMUNIQUE:

To the Parthians: We are filled with joy at seeing you take the first step to glorious victory. Your troops will destroy the enemy opposition, and soon ours will begin our task of cleansing in the north. You know the plan; onward to victory!

Sacred Emperor Lucifer of Domain Halcyon

OOC: Numbers for the reinforcements.

SHIPS:
2 Vengeance-class Super-dreadnaughts
10 Imperator-class battleships
6 Prophet-class aircraft carriers (160 aircraft each)(120 Balefires, 24 Harriers, 16 attack helicopters)
Supercarrier Halcyon (245 aircraft each) (180 Balefires, 36 Harriers, 24 attack helicopters, 5 stealth helicopters)
80 Silencer-class missile submarines
120 Seawolf-class submarines
75 Kirov-class cruisers
75 Assassin-class missile cruisers
80 Darius-class destroyers
80 Secutor-class destroyers
120 Perry-class frigates
80 Knox-class frigates

Total: 529 surface ships, 200 submarines, 1205 aircraft

GROUND UNITS:
3 Chapters of Korne War-Priests
3 Chapters of Calchexan War-Priests
13th-15th, 26th, 28th, 31st-37th Immortals Legions
(OOC: I didn’t want to take the time to write out the different Legions; there would be too many.)
3rd Armored Division
12th Armored Division
33rd Armored Division
15th Light Armor Division
18th-19th Light Armor Division
3rd Artillery Legion

Total: 5,400,000 Legionaries, 24,000 Immortals, 3,600 War-Priests, 9,000 tanks, 7,200 light armored vehicles, 400 light guns, 350 medium guns, 150 heavy guns, 250 self-propelled heavy guns, 300 mobile SAM batteries, and 25 Colossus howitzers.

Czardas

30-01-2006, 15:02

Northern Czardas

The assorted missile volleys all reach the Czardaian fleet at once. Despite heavy CIWS, laser, shell, and AMM fire and RADAR jamming, hundreds of missiles begin to hit the Czardaian fleet, leaving hundreds of ships damaged or sinking as the crews begin to evacuate. The ships that remain return home to naval bases such as Mariosz or Port Khûfi, well within CAMERA range, opening the Aurdanian spit to a landing. The Bandurian ASMs also begin impacting onshore. Despite the evacuation of many major cities, large numbers of civilians had in fact never left coastal towns, especially smaller ones, resulting in the deaths of over 100,000 citizens of Czardas.

The air forces are not similarly afflicted. The Chimera AAWACs are all equipped with long-range EM jamming equipment, capable of focusing an intense beam of electromagnetic particles across a very narrow range. They simply begin sweeping the incoming waves of AAMs, knocking out their electronics and sending them plummeting into the sea. Nonetheless, with over 20,000 missiles incoming, some of them have to hit home, and the Czardaian air force loses approximately 80 aircrafts, the remainder returning to airbases across Czardas. The sea battle is over, but the land battle has yet to begin...

Most of the Czardaian coast around the Aurdanian spit has been dug in now, the beaches protected by minefields, mortars, mobile SAM units, land-based cannons as large as 453mm, and many more classic but still useful defenses: exceptionally wide trenches filled first with water and then creatures such as jellyfish, electric eels, stingrays, and even piranhas (to whatever degree they will survive together); high electric fences delivering a 50,000 volt charge to anyone touching one; pillboxes and machine gun nests; and many more defenses, each designed to cost the Warmasterian and Freudotopian militaries too many lives to continue (and Bandurians if they choose to return).

Southern Coast

Similar defenses have been established atop the cliffs along the southern coast, being raised over a long period of time. While the beautiful, rugged limestone layered cliffs themselves prove no match for the Parthian shelling, collapsing inwards to form a ramp, beyond a small ridge just above the clifftop lie defenses that few will ever penetrate alive. After the prospective landing area for the Parthians was noted—it is rather obvious in fact, due to the wider beaches, lower cliffs, and lack of too many towns or other troublesome areas that will need to be cleared—the land had been set up hastily, resurrecting old pillboxes and nests from the Scellian War and mounting SAM turrets and mobile artillery guns and mortars.

As the Parthian ships approach the Czardaian shore, bombarding coastal towns, the Czardaian artillery atop the ridge, beyond the rough incline so recently formed by the intense Parthian bombardment, opens up, blasting away at the Parthian SDs. 155mm self-propelled guns, mortars, the 125mm main guns atop the sixty Emperor Mk III MBTs and 76mm main guns on the 120 Scorpion Mk II LBTs all lob shells into the air alongside the massive 305mm and 453mm mobile artillery units, while from farther inland 125mm and 203mm railguns propel their own shells towards the ships. The entire barrage is directed towards Parthian super dreadnaughts and other capital ships, aiming to wipe out those pesky big guns.

Meanwhile, from 350km away three hundred Peregrines, configured for interceptor mode, lift off from several airfields in the vicinity of Mariosz or Ardaja. A loud blast rocks the air as they accelerate from zero to near-Mach 4 speeds in sixty seconds, their triple jet/nuclear engines straining with the thrust, even as the planes launch six hundred 'Jinx' LRAAMs towards the Parthian helicopters. Even as this strike takes place, a fleet consisting primarily of capital ships—the CCS Space Union Neptune Class SD, eight Czardas Class dreadnaughts, twenty battleships, four arsenal configured battlecruisers, six arsenal configured cruisers, and twenty arsenal destroyers serving as escorts—sets out from the port city of Mariosz as well, a fleet that had not participated yet in battle and was still fresh for combat.

Once reaching range, the six 610mm ETC guns atop the super dreadnaught blaze into life, sending shell after shell towards the enemy escorts. Meanwhile, the 508mm (3) and 453mm (6) guns atop each dreadnaught propel shells towards the capital ships, along with the eight 406mm guns aboard each battleship, while the 203mm railguns of all ships of battlecruiser size and larger lob projectiles into the air.

The ships fire a massive barrage of missiles towards the Parthian fleet as well. Six of the twelve VLS tubes of the Neptune Class SD open, firing a total of 576 anti-shipping missiles. The dreadnaughts also empty half of their VLS complement, or 384 missiles, and the arsenal configured battlecruisers fire 576 more missiles as well each, along with 288 missiles from each cruiser and 128 missiles from each destroyer. In all, that made 10,240 missiles, which now arched through the sky towards the Parthian fleet.

The battleships only added their voices for the second volley, each one firing all eight of its VLS tubes (576 missiles), for a total of 11,520 more missiles streaking towards Parthian shipping.

Meanwhile, the big guns of half of the dreadnaught force turned their attention away from capital ships after two volleys, leaving the rest of the attack to the other four. They begin firing upon carriers and troop transports, hoping to destroy those, as well as kill as many of the enemy troops as possible. When one ship is destroyed, they turn their fire onto another one.

Yurka

30-01-2006, 18:17

Yurka City II

The Emperor sat back in his study, looking over foreign newspapers to hear if anyone had reacted to Yurka's finally leaving behind her isolationist ways. He didn't quite find as much as he had hoped, however one news article in particular did catch his interest. It appeared that a large group of nations were dogpiling some nation in what for all intents and purposes was in a very distant locale. It was perfect for what his nation needed currently, and looking over at his bodyguard and general, a tall man standing at the far side of the room reading a novel on dating, he snickered.

"Karias Grimoire... Earlier this week you were telling me that we needed a better location to deploy soldiers from to recement our grasp on the national stage?" He said quietly, catching the man off guard, "...Well I think I've found just the location we need, and better yet most of the work looks like its being taken care of as we speak."

"So what is this location called?" Karias said in a quiet tone as he flipped the book shut and slid it into the side pocket of his jacket, "What kind of nation are they? Some hated despot?"

The two men exchanged a few laughs before the Emperor stood up and stretched out his arms, sighing as he stared at a map of Yurka right behind Karias' head.

"Not exactly. It appears its an extremely democratic society. Everyone has a say and whatnot. Its rather close to Anarchy actually. I'm surprised they lasted so long, but it looks like Czardas' time is almost up. They attempted to overthrow some imperialist regime and are currently being dogpiled... So whats your opinion?"

"Don't look at me, I'm not the Emperor." Karias said with a cocky smile as he shook his head, laughing, "Ahhh... But I think it would be a good exercise for our military, and from hearing how long its stood up against foreign assaults it would make an exceptional future nation in our holdings."

"Alright. I'll send Bradly Oceano." The emperor responded coldly as he made way for the door, a humorous tone at the man's last name, "If we gain acceptance from the nations involved I'll have him moved at once. Tell Alenio to get a parade planned for our eventual conquest."

"Yes sir. So should you send the message or should I?"

"Oh I guess I will. Go contact the Yurkan Press and tell them that our Empire is about to embark on a mission to liberate some foreign nation from Anarchy and put some order there." He stared at Karias and nodded before leaving the room, headed out to deliver the message, "Ah and make sure that our navy is ready to leave by tommorow night."

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Message to The Warmaster

We have heard your plight against the aggressive nation of Czardas and would like to assist you in any way that we can in combating them. We currently have a naval fleet ready to mobilise on your word. Once your word is given we will send out our brave men and women against these scum and once taken care of, will place our own government in charge to make sure such an insult to your empire never happens again from this area. All we ask if that you give us your blessing and think about our request.

Emperor Drake Yurka III

Shenyang

30-01-2006, 20:20

SHC War Room:

Technician: Sir, the examples have evaded the massive attack and are now ghosting the enemy's sensor range, they're completely out of range.

Murdock: Good, see the Ragnaroks are more than capable of defending themselves. However, they will not be enough. I suggest that we up the ante even further.

Gen. Hammond: In what way?

Murdock: The CVX-3...

Gen. Hammond: Not the Stormbreaker sir! Thats even more precious than the examples.

Murdock: Yes I mean the CVX-34 Stormbreaker, its fleet combined with the Black Group would give us a comprehensive assault platform. I also want to set up another armada of aircraft. Use the TAF-622s which we recently procured from Tyrandis. Them, the SU-37-ADCAPs, the Arkbirds, and the F/A-1010C Broadswords will more than overwhelm the enemy defenses. The Stormbreaker, and the carriers in Black Group can add their fighters to truely overwhelm the Czardian opposition.

Gen. Hammond: True.

A vote lead to an overwhelming majority approving the new strategy. As such the CVX-34 Stormbreaker left its birth at Port Anea and began its trip to Grid Square Bravo 4 Echo, the current position of Black Group. The fleet, and the flagship of the Shenyang Surface Fleet began moved at a steady 29 knots. Amongst the fleet were several arsenal ships loaded to the water-line with heavy weapons such as Katana Cruise Missiles. The fleet was capable of repelling attacks that would easilly wipe lesser armadas from the face of the planet.
The aerial armada was scrambled from all the bases which could react, SU-37-ADCAP fighters played high value asset protection for the armada, while the multi-role aircraft provided the ground-punishing power. The Arkbirds were the most bizarrely armed craft in the armada, some acting as AWACS, some as stand-off bombers, as they were meant to and some with AIM-54C Burning Phoenix long-range air-to-air missiles and ATA packages. This armada dwarfed its predecessor, and this time there were no attempts to hide it under an electronic jamming field. Czardas would know that a massive force was coming for them, and that they could do little to stop it this time.

OOC:
Stormbreaker Group:
1 Stormbreaker Class Super-Carrier (SNS-34 Stormbreaker) (prototype)
60 Arbiter Class Arsenal Ships
70 Cassius Class Cruisers
140 Arleigh Burke Class Destroyers
140 Foruna Class Battleships
100 Ticonderoga Class Destroyers
80 Seawolf Class SSN
30 Grace Class Oilers
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Air Armada:
1000 TAF-622A Sparrows
1200 F/A-1010C Broadswords
1000 SU-37-ADCAP-L Terminators
400 Arkbird Super-Bombers

(I'll work out the full death-dealing capacity of these groups tomorrow, busy today)

The Warmaster

31-01-2006, 17:34

Sacred Emperor Lucifer had just finished presiding over a public sacrifice to the war god, Ar-Pharazon, to ensure victory for the Legions, and attendants were removing his ceremonial garb. A page knelt and begged forgiveness for interrupting him, but he had an urgent message that the Sacred Emperor must see immediately. Bowing many times as he scurried away, Lucifer read the report and waved over another page who was passing.

"Have the Minister of Foreign Affairs and a stenographer meet me in the Diplomatic Sector of the War Room."

Ten minutes later, the Sacred Emperor, the Minister, and a stenographer were standing in one of the briefing rooms off the main floor of the Room. Lucifer began without preamble.

"Do we know anything about this Yurka empire?"

"No, Divine One. They appear to have only recently entered the international arena."

"Hmmm. I see. Stenographer, take this down..."

OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC COMMUNIQUE

To Emperor Drake Yurka III,

We gladly accept your offer of aid during this time of conflict. It is even more certain now than before that the pure shall triumph over the infidels of Czardas. You have our full permission to engage the Czardaians as you see fit, provided of course this does not interfere with the operations of our other allies, including Freudotopia, the Parthians, and Shenyang. However, we must insist that you do not assert control over the entire nation of Czardas. Although that time may come, it is not the intention of this government to waste the effort of our fighting soldiers to simply let the spoils of war flow to another. Nor is it certain at this stage whether Czardas will be annexed by anyone. The status of a defeated Czardas has not yet been decided, and it will not be until the proper time. Again, we thank you for your gracious offer of military aid. Let us face the Czardaians as men, with courage and honor!

His Divine Majesty Sacred Emperor Lucifer

Yurka

31-01-2006, 18:47

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Official Response to Emperor Lucifer

We agree to your terms and will launch our naval forces towards the pathetic nation of Czardas immediately. I myself cannot thank you enough for allowing my fleets to do battle with these anarchist barbarians. After numerous satellite photographs of the region we have already divised the proper strategy, and have a massive naval force ready to launch. I assure you that the Eternal Empire of Yurka will bring all of our nations nothing but the sheerest glory and dignity in this time of war.

May our indignant enemies know no solace.

Emperor Drake Yurka III

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Agua Port City

Agua Port City was full of citizens from all over the nation come to witness the first military action from Yurka in the last fifty years. The city was massive, and stretched over a massive outcropping of coast pointing sharply inward to an even larger inland sea. What made Agua unique was the fact that much of the city was built over this body of water, and since Yurka's major naval fleet comprised of submarines, this was not that much of a problem. The larger ships were in the relatively smaller island city of Oceano, and would not be partaking in this enormous gathering.

Built above a large section of water, supported by steel beams was the immense podium, with large viewing screens scattered in all directions. The crowd surrounding the portion of the city, nearly in their millions as this was the weekend, were screaming out towards the man standing there smiling, none other than the Emperor! The fact that he hadn't even begun speaking yet spoke extensively of the power this man held over his people...

"My beloved citizenry! Today the people of Agua... Nay! The people of Yurka have come together as one to offer our naval fleet their cheers of praise on their coming noble endeavor to quelch the insane Anarchist state of Czardas!"

The people cheered, holding up large portraits of the Emperor, Empire, and other things, as well as messages such as "We love you!", "Marry me!", "Aramil Blake-Baccarat City", along with hundreds more, many of which were far too inappropriate for the audiance at large. It didn't matter though, since today was a celebration and such things were allowed. Beneath the city large groups of submarines quietly floated outward, towards their destination in Oceano to meet up with the rest of the fleet.

"This is a bold new day for us! Once only an isolationist power-house, now an immense fighter on the global stage! Take heart in the fact that our brave men and women are fighting not only for us, but for the world stage at large! It is our duty as Yurkans to defend these misguided people against threats! I can not be the only one thanks for this, no it is you, wonderful people!

Nations such as Czardas have lived in the dark, foolish places of this world for long enough, thinking that they can move about as they like! They have attacked the noble Empire of The Warmaster today, but where will such acts stop? Almost assuredly it would stop with us, so let us show these barbarians just what happens to warmongerers!!!"

That aren't on our side... The Emperor thought quietly as he began to wave at the people, who continued to cheer untill their lungs gave out. Towards the end of the day when the sun began to go out numerous commercial submarines also went under the docks, firing huge salvos of fireworks into the sky. This was indeed a glorious day for the Eternal Empire of Yurka.

Naval Forces Being Sent

Ships*
2 Yurkan Super Dreadnoughts
4 Atlantis Class Super Dreadnoughts
18 Alia Class Super-Carriers (220 Aircraft Each)
66 Herald Class Arsenal Ships
66 Zephyr Class Missile Ships (Anti-Air)
128 Shield Class Frigates
18 Personnel Carriers

Submarines
120 Agua Class Submarines
80 Agua M Class Submarines
180 Agua R Class Submarines
260 Agua S Class Submarines
36 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

*Along with 40% Logistics/Supply Ships (Most of our ships are nuclear) Its essentially only for supplies and munitions.

The Parthians

01-02-2006, 00:47

Parthian Air Group A

The helicopters flying inland pinpointed firing artillery batteries, sending the information of coordinates and location to the fleet command computer on the flagship, as well as the other superdreadnoughts, giving them positions for the fire control computers to fire the shells upon. Suddenly, their missile warning lights went on, hundreds of missiles were streaking inwards. The helicopters dove down low to the ground, unleashing electrical disturbance pods and chaff to try and distract the missiles, sending them into the countermeasures, but not preventing the utter destruction of 2/3s of the helicopters sent forward.

The F-78s and ACI-73s flying over the Parthian fleet now saw their oppurtunity, Czardasian Perigrines had taken the bait, and were lulled into flying within missile range, more particularly, LIDAR range. The planes now moved in on them, 500 air superiority fighters unleashed a barrage of 1000 AIM-156 HAMRAAM missiles, guided by LIDAR and maneuvered by 3-D thrust vectoring flew in upon the Czardasians as the Parthians prepared their next barrage, moving in as they activated their short range AIM-155s, firing another barrage of 500 of them as they closed the distance between them.

Southern Coast, Task Force Shahanshahi

The radar screens lit up, creating in the mind of Admiral Golzari only one phrase, "mader gendeh! The Czardasians just bombarded us with about 20,000 missiles and are shelling my superdreadnoughts. Tell them to pull out back a bit with the rest of the fleet, and respond effectivley to the oncoming missile stream." VLS tubes on the cruisers went active, firing over 100 SAMs, each fitted with an EMP warhead designed to activate and each create an EMP pulse capable of destroying electronic components within 1/2 a kilometer of the blast, destroying swarms of the missiles the Czardasians threw at the Parthian navy. The pulses tore the electronic components of the missile system apart, destroying the microprocessors and tracking systems with a field of electromagnetism. Thousands of missiles fell into the sea, leaving only the 1,200 stragglers flying behind the main launch body still flying into the Parthian fleet.

In response, swarms of 2500 SAMs flew into the air, each flying onto the missile trajectory while internal guidance systems set up intercept vectors, moving the missiles towards a projected target point before exploding and either destroying the missile, if sucessful, or if unsuccessful, wasting itself as it detonated. Another swarm of 1000 was fired, bringing the total number of Czardasian missiles to just over 250, still a formidable number, but not as threatening, causing a further 500 missiles to open up, flying off and destroying the majority, but still, leaving a few to move in on the fleet.

The CIWS was called 'metal wall' a high speed centrifuge based gattling gun that fired metal slugs from a ship outward at a deviation of 1/2 an inch, creating a metaphorical wall of high speed slugs, destroying missiles before they could reach the ships. The outward ships opened up, their guns blazing as the missiles were cut down, but not protecting 10 various ships of the task force, struck by multiple missiles, 4 frigates, 5 destroyers, and a cruisier were all hit, two went down within a minute, killing nearly all the crew, while the others were quickly abandoning ship.

As the missile attack ended, the Shells moved in, first, the supedreadnoughts became the target, columns of water extending from the sea as the shells hit nearby, prompting the 25 inch electro-thermal cannon to open fire, attempting to now silence the artillery. Most of the shells were completley harmless to the feet of armor it carried, leaving little but burn marks or sometimes dents, but the larger railgun forced the superdreadnought fire control to revert firing upon them. One railgun shell hit one of the Shahanshah Bahram's rear turrets, causing the gun to go inactive, rendering it useless, others hit near the water, leaving massive dents in the side, but not penetrating the armor. 25 inch shells now rained down inland, concentrating on the positions the helicopters had found, saturating the area with the shells capable of flattening virtually anything.

The main fleet meanwhile, began to feel the full force of the shells, two of the massive shells hit a cruisier, two frigates, and one destroyer, smashing them apart, a transport was torn in half by a superdreadnought shell as the remainder began to move apart, taking evasive action.

Now came the turn of the Parthians, the Czardasians were probably worn out of ammunition from their massive barrage, and of course, the Parthians could crush them once they ran out completley. They would bide time, but nevertheless, smash them with great force. Five arsenal ships fired first with a small load of 750 SLBM sized missiles flying into the air into the air, reaching an altitude of 80,000 feet before releasing the second stage of the missiles. AGM-240 Qiunqereme ASMs were freed, unleashing their scramjet propulsion systems, climing up to 120,000 feet, above the range of most SAMs, before setting their course for any capital ships. If they reached the area over their target, they would activate forward thrust nozzles, sending the missiles straight downwards, before reactivating the engines, creating a possible terminal velocity of mach 20. A DU penetrator, followed by a warhead of 1800 pounds of ONC ensured any vessel they scored a hit on save the largest superdreadnoughts would be destroyed. However, the AGM-240s were not the main attack, the majority would probably be shot down in the terminal dive. Instead, cruisers and other escorts unleashed a barrage of 5,500 AGM-230 Trireme SSMs. Each of them was designed for low radar signature, in addition to flying low as possible, they also used turbofan propulsion for a minimal IR signature. It would fly in this manner until it reached 40 miles, at which point, a solid fuel rocket would activate, sending it forward at mach 3, using 3-D thrust vectoring for a terminal pop up to confuse enemy CIWS.

Czardas

01-02-2006, 13:41

[ooc:] I'm not all too sure whether I'll have internet access for the next few days. Therefore, let's put this RP on pause once more. I promise I'll come back and try to be more active later this month. ;)

Yurka

01-02-2006, 14:27

[ooc:] You'd better! I haven't even come onto the scene to make my little impact. Take care and see ya soon. ;)

IC:

It was a moderately long and uneventful voyage for the enormous fleet, with nearly three-hundred ships above the waves, six of them Super Dreadnoughts, standing out clearly with the painstakingly ornate black and red markings on them. It would be a pity when the fighting began and this painstaking paintjob was blasted away, which was hopefully not going to happen if the strategy of Yurka's navy was accurate...

Beneath the waves was an even larger shadow of what was to come, as well over two times as many submarines rested below the waves. Yurka relied on its submarines more than anything else, even moreso than the massive Super Dreadnoughts which were finished only years ago. Once the submarines began to show themselves, the enemy would no doubt be terrified by the size of it, as most of the entire navy's submarine force was there.

All of this was led by a small council of naval officers, the leader of which was Zeith Branca, the Noble in charge of Yurka's North City. Not only that, but he was also an elite Admiral in his own right, and the Emperor himself had sent this man forward. His victory would assuredly have a greater impact on his own people than just some unknown, which was important if he planned to keep his soldiers content...

The massive fleet finally came to an abrupt stop just short of three hundred kilometers west of Port Tyriandor, their first target. All of the ships' weaponry was online and primed, along with the submarines. Within seconds the ships were soon joined by hundreds of the Agua S Class Submarines and Sanscion Class Nuclear submarines. What they were doing would be relatively unknown by the Czardas forces untill the submarines began to open from above, revealing immense missile arrays... Then came the message...

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Official Message to Tyriandor
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Greetings. This is Imperial Admiral Zeith Branca, here to inform you that you have four hours to unconditionally surrender your city over to the Empire of Yurka and our noble allies. Failure to do so will result in your total and complete annihilation. Seeing as I am a gentleman however, I will allow you this time to make peace with your Gods or flee as you see fit instead. Not giving your civilians a chance to flee would leave a bad taste in my mouth, but this is as far in the way of compassion that I am willing to give over to Anarchists. Use this time wisely, for it is non-negotiable.

That is all...

Sincerely,
First Class Admiral,
Zeith Branca

The Warmaster

04-02-2006, 03:07

OOC: And so it begins. Land warfare, here I come! ;)

The Sacred Emperor appeared on the screen again, and again the whole bridge of the Victorious knelt or averted their eyes. Again Ludo Anor alone was told to look upon the man who ruled the Empire. Lucifer wore a satisfied smile as he spoke.
“High Admiral, you have gained great honor this day by vanquishing the Czardaian fleet. They have withdrawn, and the time for the invasion is now. You and Lord Rahvin know what to do; the reinforcements have arrived, have they not?”
“Yes, Divine One. The fleet and the Legions stand in readiness. Soon you will ride in triumph through Czarna.”
“See that becomes reality. Second, the nation of Yurka has sent forces to assist us. Make sure that they conduct themselves with honor. That is all. High Admiral, you have pleased me greatly; bring me victory. For death, and honor.”
The screen went blank.

Almost immediately, the huge fleet lumbered into motion. Assuming bombardment positions, they prepared to pummel various pre-selected sectors along the Aurdanian spit. The Colossus shells especially would be useful here. First targeting AA emplacements, the fleet opened fire. Missile submarines went first, each launching 48 Pandemonium II missiles, followed by a rain of two rapid Colossus volleys. The 6-inch guns on the destroyers and cruisers opened up next, followed by the far larger 24-inch guns on the battleships and super-dreadnaughts (each have two). The frigates, missile cruisers, cruisers, and destroyers launched their own volleys as well. Each of the 6,491 aircraft (not helicopters) in the air by the Imperial fleet added their own missiles to the storm, the 4,260 Balefires each launching five more of their Methuselah missiles, and the 529 remaining Thunderbolts launched four of their refilled stock of Paveway guided missiles and two of their AGM-65A Maverick missiles.. Finally, the 254 MiGs each launched two more AGMs each. The various troop carriers, under cover of this colossal barrage of fire, began to move ponderously forward, slow shapes looming out of the mist and eventually vomiting swarms of Legionaries from their cavernous interior.

The Invasion of Czardas, at the command of the Sacred Emperor, had begun.

Total: 9,072 Pandemonium II missiles, 118 Colossus shells, 1,300 6-inch shells, 54 24-inch shells, 1,165 Harpoon missiles, 754 Spearhunter missiles, 1,408 Rapier missiles, 21,300 Methuselah missiles, 2,116 Paveway guided missiles, 1,058 Maverick missiles, and 508 AGMs.

Czardas

06-02-2006, 16:53

The room is lit only by the glow from tactical displays placed around it, in the Tyriandor Command Centre. While the war was never expected to reach the far northern port city, precautions have been taken and it has been evacuated as well, hundreds of thousands of citizens heading eastwards for the relative safety of the mountains.

One of the personnel turns to the commanding officer in charge at the Tyriandor Naval Command Centre, a full admiral. "Sir, we're picking up signals on the sonar and radar. They appear to be a rather large enemy fleet."

"Oh dear, another one..." The admiral sighs in impatience. "Are they within CAMERA range?"

"Yes, sir, we can get fifty thousand SUCAVs on them in two minutes, or three with time on target."

"Good, let's do it then. Who are they, by the way? Bandurian again? Freudotopian? Warmasterian?"

"No sir, we've received a message demanding our surrender, they seem to be Yurkans."

"Silly fools." The admiral chuckles. "Launch a few SUCAVs then, TOT."

"Yes, sir."

The officer turns to the sonar data screen, plotting co-ordinates. "Firing solutions targeted..."

Frequencies are linked, times are programmed... "Preparing for launch in three... two... one..."

From the underwater torpedo emplacements, no fewer than twenty thousand torpedoes are forcibly ejected in a stream of bubbles and roar along close to the seafloor, guided by their internal sonar along with undersea sonar buoys in case their electronics are tampered with along with SmartVision guidance which was not fooled by decoys or most countermeasures, relying on mounted cameras and infrared to distinguish between ships and unmanned vehicles. The torpedoes begin to supercavitate, hitting 4000 km/h within sixty seconds. When they have reached a distance of approximately 60 km from their targets, entering the final stage—the top detaching to reveal a keelbreaker warhead—a message is sent off to the Yurkan fleet:

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To: Imperial Admiral Zeith Branca

We offer our apologies, but surrender is really not an option right now. Perhaps you had better take a look at your sonar screens? Caution is not your virtue, it seems.

~ Admiral K. R. Fedorius of the Czardaian Navy
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Warmasterian Front

The Aurdanian Spit is deserted. The city of Aurdania has been long since evacuated, houses and roads booby-trapped with minefields placed all along the beaches, preventing troops from landing. The missile launchers and AA batteries along the shore are automated, falling silent one by one as missiles impact them. Within a few hours the shore of the spit has been reduced to a blackened and cratered wasteland, the town remaining standing like a ghost, the ANCC itself deserted except for the underground control rooms, surrounded by thousands of guards.

[-Parthia, response to you is coming soon!-]

Shenyang

06-02-2006, 22:25

The aerial armada advanced menacingly toward Czardas. Among the squadrons were Harbinger, Gelb, and many other ace squadrons that could easilly defend their charges, the Arkbirds and heavilly laiden fighters.

The armada closed toward missile range. Over 4200 Tanto high-altitude cruise missiles were prepared to launch. These were slightly smaller missiles with 1200lbs payloads, but had an engine that could push it to nearly twice the speed of sound and rocket boosters that would force them to an amazing mach 2.6+ at launch. They would then ascend to over 150,000 feet and use GPS targetting to get to their targets then scream out of the sky at near impossible speeds. They would provide almost no chance for reaction, as even with their massive speed, they were built with an experimental composite called Phantom-S, a super-strong RAM that was used in a limited fashion on the SU-37-ADCAP. They would be almost invisible, with speeds that would make the Czardian targets cry. This would put the Czardian Military on notice, that Shenyang would not be something to trifle with, but a very real threat to their military.

Finally they reached missile range, this was shorter that the Katana's range as well. It was only 900 miles. A full quarter less than its larger predecessor. It still kept the force outside defensive range, the launch point was designated as 800 miles formthe Czardian mainland.

A message was wired to the Czardian leadership:

<<<<<Attention Czardian High Command. The Shenyang High Council has condemned you to being the test site of our new Tanto missiles. We appologize for this and wish that you had backed down before it had come to this. Should you wish to stand down after this strike, turn yourselves over to Shenyangi forces you will be guaranteed humane, and in many ways, unchanged life form what you are leading at current. You will not be tried for any crimes and Shenyangi forces will defend you as foreign dignitaries until you may be returned to your nation. We do not wish to destroy your way of life, and appologize for all involvement in this war. As a democracy we understand your plight and as such are more than willing to aid in the rebuilding of your nation.
Still we must launch this attack. You are being notified to avoid causing you people unnecessary pain. We will be launching our weapons as you receive this. Remember our offer when and if the time comes.
-Chairman Alexander Murdock>>>>>

The fighters launched their weapons toward the many military targets that had been predesignated. These targets were far from civilian populations to minimize civilian casualties. They would pass through the gaps in the Czardian defensive nets, where they would encounter many less defenses. Still, many missiles would be lost and that was the reason for so many weapons. The armada expected a strong retaliation from the Czardians in the wake of this attack and refueled for the ensuing air battle, aircraft without air to air weapons retreated back to Shenyang, in total safety. The remain fighters and bombers would keep the Czardians from scoring many if any kills. They had studied reports of Czardian fighters in action and had strategies devised to deal with them. Approximately half of the armada remained to enage the Czardians, should they choose to retaliate. They sat well outside the defense net, waiting for the enemy should he come.

(OOC: its a little rushed, but basically what this attack was meant for, I really want to see a massive air battle after this, which is the whole point of the armada really, and to fire a massive salvo of weapons toward your nation, but still, we'll see what happens and based on that I might change that plan)

Yurka

07-02-2006, 16:11

OOC: You know, if you use CAMERA once it more or less can't be much of a surprise for the other enemy forces. You do know what happens when two torpedos hit underwater? Shockwaves, though not sure if they would stop them, but it would mess up any targetting or electronic guidance on them.

IC:

The Agua class ships and Super Dreadnoughts were expecting for some type of retaliation from their response, but was more or less expecing a missile attack from their massive defensive grid(CAMERA). From 300 KM away they were well within range to fire at Czardas, with enough room to prevent any air attacks from coming close to doing significant damage to them.

Still they were hardly expecting such a massive torpedo attack, especially after their naval fleet had been so decimated. Almost immediately after seeing it, Zeith Branca's eyes widened and he quickly began pressing an eight-digit code, causing alarms to sound all over the ship. The fight had begun.

As soon as the torpedos were detected, the Aguas and Agua M's quickly began launching torpedos alongside the Super Dreadnoughts. Eight at a time in a wide burst for the Aguas, while the Agua M's were able to launch two at a time, quickly backing away. Each of the Atlantis SDs could launch twenty at a time, while the Yurkans could launch a solid thirty. Along with these massive volleys, the code Zeith Branca pressed also alerted the R class Aguas, and in seconds they launched decoys into the mix as they began to retreat quickly.

Total Torpedos Fired before the torpedos would strike: 1890
R Class Decoys: 860

As the missiles came forward, the ones that began colliding quickly caused shockwaves, which would cause massive damage to any targetting equipment, along with the sensors of the nearest Aguas, as they attempted to quickly withdraw. The entire ocean in front of Yurka formed an enormous wave in all directions, while in the skies Yurka's missiles had already been fired.

As soon as the first of the torpedos were spotted, Yurka's entire fleet began to launch missiles forward at the coast of Tyriandor, as the Super Dreadnought itself began firing its turret at the 300km away city. With such a large target, the turrets would more than likely be able to do some damage. While this was going on, every S Class Agua launched eight cruise missiles into the air towards the city, while the Atlantis SDs fired 280 each as one along with 36 from each of the missile boats, while the Yurkan Class was having problems launching them at the same time as the torpedos, and would have to wait. The missiles were literally filling the sky as they struck outward, literally shadowing the entire ground. This was followed by an immediate second volley from the Missile boats, which would then need to rearm themselves.

Missiles Fired at Tyriandor: 7952

Then the attack hit, despite the fact that most of the missiles would either collide with other missiles or become set off course by shockwaves or decoys, an immense number of them managed to fly through Yurka's defense. The total of nearly fourteen thousand torpedos continued forward, unguided and aimed into the massive fleet of ships and submarines.

Underwater the first of the hits was quickly spotted by a tremendous underwater explosion, followed again and again as the submarines below quickly collided beneath the waves. Due to the immense proportions of the Super Dreadnoughts, most would manage to survive the attack, but as the crew held on dozens of men and women fell overboard as the ships nearby, especially the artillery ships, exploded after the second or third impact, filling the skies with smoke. To protect the rest of the fleet the Sanscions were already sent back even further, as large portions of the fleet, and indeed some of the dreadnoughts, were either sinking of on fire.

A red light quickly began flashing on the main Yurkan ship as the reported losses were shouted across, the Super Dreadnoughts still relentlessly firing at Czardas from 300km away, hoping to take out as much of the city as possible. Zeith Branca sighed a bit, as he slowly sat back and pulled a bottle of champagne from under his chair.

"This isn't very good, is it?" He whispered, uncorking the bottle as he filled a glass, while the crew around him stared on in amazement. They had heard warning about this man, but what was this?! "Honestly, I wasn't expecting such a massive assault by torpedos... We should fall back for now and lick our wounds. Now we know more than enough to return, whats the death toll?"

"I-its not reported yet sir! But we've lost-"

"Thats too bad. Turn all capable ships around to temporarily retreat! We will return later better prepared now that we know more about their torpedo defenses! I'll send one final message..."

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Official Message to Tyriandor
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I agree. I was not expecting your underwater defenses to reach such a distance. How foolish of me, but now that I know I suppose I shall leave for now. Congratulations on this victory, however with each attack your coastal defenses use, more and more of Czardas' weaknesses are slowly exposed. Though that is no excuse for what happened. Untill I return, I wish you the best of luck in surviving untill then.

After all, I would like to see the expression on your face when I finally penetrate this defense of yours. By the way, I've sent you a little gift myself and I hope it is well-received.

Sincerely,
First Class Admiral,
Zeith Branca

-Total Losses-

Ships*
1 Atlantis Class Super Dreadnoughts
8 Alia Class Super-Carriers (220 Aircraft Each)
46 Herald Class Arsenal Ships
36 Zephyr Class Missile Ships (Anti-Air)
68 Shield Class Frigates
9 Personnel Carriers

Submarines
71 Agua Class Submarines
42 Agua M Class Submarines
33 Agua R Class Submarines
84 Agua S Class Submarines
26 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

*Not counting logistic ships or those only badly damaged.

With that, the remaining ships quickly took any survivors and began to evacuate, as the submarines and anything capable of defending went on full alert. For now they would leave, but would return in a week or so with more of the naval force. Perhaps with a different Admiral however, but in the end they would return to Czardas.

Czardas

07-02-2006, 16:54

Shenyang

The massive Shenyangi missile attack is quickly noted. Sirens begin howling across military bases in Czardas as the point defenses and long-range anti-missile missiles are prepared. More and more of the large cruise missiles are registered on radar screens as the various defenses power up; several military bases manage to fry the missiles headed towards them with experimental EMP and concussion burst missiles, knocking the cruise missiles off course into the sea or blowing them up completely. Lasers, CIWS systems, and SAM batteries activate next, filling the air with thousands of missiles and bullets, aiming to destroy the cruise missiles in a sheet of metal. Nonetheless, many missiles get through this defensive net and begin impacting their targets.

A military airfield outside Czarna, carrying over 400 fighters, is hit first, the cruise missiles destroying runways and blasting apart SAM sites and AAA batteries, rendering some thirty airframes completely useless. More missiles begin to impact the naval command centres at Aurdania, the ANCC above the surface finally collapsing into a pile of smoldering bricks, trapping thousands of guards inside. Deep below the ground, in a bunker below the command centre, the Czardaian top officials shake their heads.

As the Shenyangis expected, the retaliation is powerful and twofold. All of the Czardaian naval ships out of port open their SAM batteries, swiftly firing a total of 4,320 SAMs towards the enemy planes. In addition, from the Mobile Air Force, a total of 2,760 Czardaian fighters (1152 Daggers, 720 Peregrines, 600 Strikers, 288 Kestrels) and six AAWACs lift into the air in groups, launching from carriers or civilian airfields if the military airfields have been rendered inoperable due to the Shenyangi attacks.

The ridiculously massive air armada strikes as soon as it reaches the 375 km (240 mi) range, after under half an hour of flying at Mach 3+ velocities. All of the Peregrines, Strikers, and a few Daggers carrying them launch two to three LRAAMs towards the Shenyangi air armada, or a total of 4,320 missiles. The stealthy Kestrels break off from the main air wing at Mach 3, remaining almost invisible on radar until they have reached approximately 160 km (100 mi) from their targets, by which time it will be far too late...

The 8,640 missiles shoot towards the Shenyangi air armada in two volleys, each approaching speeds of Mach 4, preparing to lay waste to the great armada.

Fifty Hailstorms meanwhile are taking off as well with their own fighter escort, each one loaded to the brim either with 'Jinx' LRAAMs or cruise missiles and torpedoes, destined for enemy ships...

Yurka

The Yurkan missile attack is quickly noticed as well, and not without reason. Twenty thousand proximity torpedoes is more than enough to sink a greater armada, and it makes sense that the ships will launch their payloads just before sinking into the depths. Therefore, Tyriandor's defenses have been prepared almost at the same time as the torpedo attack is launched... Hundreds of SAMs armed with proximity warheads explode in the middle of the enemy missile strike, destroying large numbers of missiles outright. Radar jamming is also employed, knocking missiles out of the sky, and CIWS point defense guns around the CC also open up, destroying more, but the missile attack cannot be completely halted. Missiles begin impacting the city.

Streets are destroyed; craters blasted along the beach. Skyscrapers explode in massive fireballs or fall across the city, destroying houses and apartment buildings. Of the citizens who failed to evacuate, over 50,000 are killed. Due to the extensive defenses around the TNCC, it itself suffers little damage, but the rest of the city is not so well off.

Parthia

- To be continued -

The Warmaster

07-02-2006, 20:48

The massive guns of the Imperial fleet fell silent. Satellite reports confirmed: all landing areas were empty of Czardaian equipment or troops. The thunder of explosions had faded over the Aurdanian spit; an eerie quiet pervaded the scene.

Ludo Anor presided over this gathering storm, facing out over the grey seas, issuing orders to and receiving reports from his inferiors. Satellite Reconnaissance was saying Aurdania was a ghost town as well; but this made no sense. During the naval battle they had had better things to do than watch the soldiers on shore, but where could thousands of Czardaian troops go? Pondering this, Anor closed his eyes and mentally looked inward, listening to his own instinct, the trait that had won him the post of High Admiral and command of this great fleet. After nearly four minutes of silent contemplation, he had it.

CAMERA.

This implied they were either in the actual building or in the underground complex. Anor knew Lord Rahvin, commander of the ground forces, and knew that there was no way he would order any but a vastly superior force into that maze. The base had been all but impossible for a few elite Intelligence infiltrators to penetrate; an army would find it extremely difficult indeed, especially with thousands of Czardaians prowling the underground which they knew infinitely better than the Legionaries ever could. The answer...he thought again, but this time he lit up almost instantly; this was an easy jump of logic.

“Helm? Bring us about and set course for the eastern shore of the Aurdanian spit, within range of the city itself. Communications, send our course to all ships...Strike that. Have a carrier, two battleships, three cruisers, three destroyers, and five frigates stay with the troop carriers. No sense taking chances. All other ships to follow us; and have the troop carriers land. Inform Lord Rahvin that now is the time.”

The smile of triumph and the visions of glory in his head were tainted by only one small thing; his task was almost done. Lord Rahvin would have command of the Legions, and theirs was the holy mandate of cleansing the lands of the infidels. But there was still work for him to the north, at Aurdania...

Fog blanketed sea and land alike, and the only sound was the soft lap of water on sand down by the shore. The pale mist itself seemed to lie still, cloaking the water. On the shore, twisted craters marked the graves of the Czardaian defenses; small fires still sputtered in the wake of the firestorm that had been the Imperial bombardment. The mines had been almost completely detonated by that barrage; and the few remaining areas would be cleared by minesweeper units.

Giant shapes began to loom up out of the fog across the sea. Closer and closer they came, drawing ever nearer to Czardaian soil. It became clear that one of the steel titans was a stretch ahead of the others. From a pole near its bridge, two black banners hung, lazily flapping in the breeze. One, the larger, bore the image of a bloodied skull, enclosed by a circle containing five white and five black stripes, and the circle was flanked by an emerald shape on each side that was the Imperial rune for ‘divine power’. This was the Great Seal of the Imperium, seen hanging from every flagpole in the Empire. The second was smaller, and upon its black background was emblazoned the sign of clan Ares, Lord Rahvin’s clan: a gold clenched fist, engulfed in flames.
This vanguard ship drew nearer and nearer to the shore; finally it reached the shallowest depth it could navigate. Smaller motorboats, accompanying the fleet for this ceremony alone, drove up and formed a bridge to the land, planks across their middle enabling a man to walk all the way to dry land without wetting his feet.

Striding from the depths of the ship, Lord Rahvin, in ceremonial armor, emerged and began walking across this bridge of boats. The pilots bowed their heads as he passed, an honor guard of Immortals close behind. Finally, with every crew member aboard the transports watching, he held up a black-gloved hand, the signal for his guard to stop. Alone, he walked down the ramp from the last boat to shore, carrying an Imperial banner. He turned and faced the sea, and nobody heard him mutter the words required for the ceremony. Then he rammed the banner down into the sand, raised his fist, and roared, “This land is ours, Men of the Victorious Emperor! Death awaits the infidel! Blood and Honor!”

Soon the shore teemed with Legionaries, tanks, artillery, and other vehicles. They marched inland, spreading out so that there would not be millions of people in one place, but that each could defend themselves or attack with support from the others. Turning toward Palma, they searched for a suitable location for their base camp.

“Blood is, blood was, and blood shall always be.”
-Twilight of the Gods, the Book of the Warmaster

“And when you come to a land of the infidel, where they do not know the gods, or sacrifice to the gods, or fear the gods, you shall wage war against them, knowing you have my blessing. Let your commander walk alone and fearless onto the land of the infidel, and with his soldiers watching, sanctify your purpose and the land that will be given unto you. Let the banner of the gods fly over the land of the infidel; and they shall know that I am Ar-Pharazon the Destroyer, and it is I who have given their land into the hands of those who follow me.”
-Twilight of the Gods, the Book of Ar-Pharazon

Mauvasia

07-02-2006, 22:07

Louis D'Hiver, chairman of the Mauvasian Department of Defence, was a very busy man. At least, he liked to keep that appearance, although in truth the Department of Defence had only recently attained a position of any importance whatsoever in the Mauvasian government, with the increase in funding and the realisation of a large surplus which promptly went into revamping the Republic's entire military. Ships and planes from Portland Iron Works, artillery and tanks from Kriegzimmer, and mysterious shipments of oil from who-knows-where—said to be tied in with the Mauvasian Mafia—and suddenly D'Hiver found himself a very important man, and tried his best to show it.

Now a war was raging on the other side of the world, far from Mauvasia's comfortable nook in Haven, and a strong liberal democracy was on the point of destruction by ruthless empires. It was a perfect opportunity for Mauvasia to present itself as a saviour and protector of the weak and the besieged, a defender of the democratic tradition. That is, if Mauvasia could actually get there in time.

D'Hiver knew just as well as anyone else that if a declaration of war ever happened to get to any of the houses of Parliament, the debate would go on for weeks, or even months, and even then the result was unclear. About half of Parliament, mainly the Conservatives, was against intervention. The other half, mainly the Liberals, had expressed strong opinions in favour of intervention, but if the whole Parliament had been Liberal it still would have been a long time before a declaration of war was issued, and a longer time before they could arrange for troops to be landed... and by then it might be too late.

That meant D'Hiver would have to do something he had never liked doing, which was going to the corporations.

What little power the corporations still held, after sweeping antitrust laws and business reforms were passed, enabled them to put enough money into the military to mobilise at least one fleet and a medium-sized army. Unfortunately, that would be far from enough to defeat the massive fleets besieging Czardas's coast. In fact, it was doubtful whether even Mauvasia's entire military could hope to match the invaders, even with the damage their fleets must have sustained while battling the armies of the Concordance.

D'Hiver sighed. While Mauvasia could be mobilised, he sincerely doubted it would be enough. He would have to sacrifice his pride and ask for foreign aid to free Czardas from its invaders. On the plus side, it would add to the Mauvasian image he wished to project, calling upon the freedom-loving nations of the world to defend their fellow nation against the attackers.

He was waiting at the head of a round oaken table in the Department of Defence offices, or DODO as the junior personnel in the Government jokingly referred to it. D'Hiver considered them boorish and uncivilised; defence ought to be something Mauvasia was proud of, not something it ridiculed. A number of Secretaries and Under-Secretaries of Defence were sitting around him, awaiting the newcomers who would soon be arriving...

Within minutes the glass door swung open and three men in full business suits walked in, shaking hands all around. After the opening formalities had been completed, D'Hiver laid a sheaf of papers on the table and said, "As you probably know, the situation in Czardas has become very severe."

The other men and women nodded gravely or made noises of assent. R. Samuel Groznyinski, the CEO of the Rhodes-Friedman Automobile Manufacturing company, said sharply, "So I've heard."

"I don't think I need to tell you how long the legislature is going to delay a ruling on this."

"You don't." Groznyinski smiled knowingly; he knew the Mauvasian Government well.

"Good. With that cleared up..." D'Hiver shuffled some papers. "I'd like to know, unofficially, if you would consider sponsoring a mobilisation to defend Czardas from its invaders."

CEO Peter Nuell of the Environmental Aerospace Corp rubbed his chin in deep pondering. "Well, personally, I'm not too sure about that... What, exactly, will it bring us?"

"The benefits to Mauvasia will be widespread," D'Hiver answered, almost a little too quickly. "If we succeed, we will be hailed as defenders of the liberal democratic way of life... in other words, Mauvasia will be put on the map. That also means," D'Hiver added swiftly, "that more people will buy your products. If it is known that you sponsored a liberation attempt—even if it fails—people will be more attracted to purchasing your products. You can use it as an excellent advertising technique, for instance."

"I see." The third CEO in the room, Mary Portman of the National Publishing Group, Ltd., said, her grey eyes flashing. "I think it's not a bad idea, and if Mauvasia decides to go ahead with this venture, you have the full support of the Publishing Industry." Portman was a noted supporter of the Liberal Party, having contributed more than $40 million on behalf of her company to its cause.

Nuell raised a hand. "I beg to differ, Ms. Portman. Such a war will be costly and dangerous, especially to an untested military power such as Mauvasia." He was as strong a supporter of the Conservatives as his counterpart in the National Publishing Group was of the Liberals.

D'Hiver sighed in exasperation. "Of course the war will be costly and dangerous... wars always are. But we will not be fighting alone to aid Czardas... I have called upon the international community to form a coalition against these imperialist tyrants."

Nuell looked even graver. "A coalition? That in itself is dangerous... how do we know that our 'allies' will not turn on us or on Czardas after they help us liberate this territory?"

Groznyinski spoke up unexpectedly, cutting through the tense conversation. "I think that a coalition would be a good idea. Mauvasia cannot hope to win a war alone against militaristic nations such as Parthia or The Warmaster. Therefore, if we succeed in rallying other nations to our cause, I will definitely support Mauvasian action in the Czardas theatre."

"Very well. Thank you for your time, ladies and gentlemen," D'Hiver stood up abruptly, cutting short the meeting. "I will inform you if there are any future developments in this matter."

The appropriate salutations were exchanged as the three most important businesspeople in Mauvasia took their leave of the DODO. D'Hiver showed them out, then returned to his sanctum to begin drafting a message to be broadcast to the international community.

Meanwhile, the first hints of a mobilisation were beginning. Naturally, it could not begin so quickly. First tensions between the various Armies, Navies, and Air Forces had to be resolved or observed. The First Army made it a strict doctrine never to fight alongside the Third in warfare; the Third itself had a longstanding feud with the Sixth; the Sixth would be willing to fight alongside the First Army, if it were not engaged in deadly warfare with the Fourth. Basically, the military was in chaos.

As for the Navy... there was one Admiral, commander of just under two hundred ships, who was quite ready to lead his navy into warfare. It remained to be seen whether he could convince the other Admirals likewise.

Then there was the Air Force... and don't let's get started on that one...

But somehow, Mauvasia would find a way to get involved. Even if it was the wrong way.

Doomingsland

07-02-2006, 22:44

OOC:Hate to butt in like this, but you guys realize SuCavs can only get a range of about ten miles, and that's probably pushing it, right? Even regular torpedos are said to have a range of about forty miles at the very maximum, and that's from an exaderated source!

Shenyang

07-02-2006, 23:19

Arkbird Night Eye: All fighters, we have contacts inbound, a large enemy missile barrage and its launch fighters, break! You have complete authorization to bliow them out of the sky! Slythers (the ATA armed Arkbirds) launch, we have sent you firing solutions Fire At Will!

The fighters, which were the only possible targets as the Arkbirds would stay well out of range, broke their tight formations and began dropping countermeasures as the missiles closed. At the speeds that missiles were closing any hope of catching a Shenyangi fighter in a tight evasive manuever was quickly eliminated. Every fighter began evasive manuevers that would throw he missiles into the ocean, namely dropping fast and pulling low altitude high-speed manuevers. The missiles, which don't have their own pilots obviously, try to react. Many plunge into the ocean trying to engage the swift and maunueverable fighters. Others close in and are dealt with by the self-defense lasers mounted to most of the fighters, thrown of by ECM pods on the SU-37-ADCAPs, or just plain out flown by the most competent pilots. However nearly 1000 missiles made it through. Errors in programming cause some to explode, others get dragged beyond their maximum ranges in manuevers and detonate harmlessly, however 600 find their marks and drop or otherwise wound the fighters into failure. The large naval force is only 2 hours away, and its ships will pick up those pilots. Several pilots go down with their aircraft in blazes of glory, to be remembered as heroes and rewarded in death for the part they played in the war.

The Slythers lock onto the enemy fighters and release a counter-barrage of XLRAAM AIM-483 Queztocoatl missiles (effective range: 400 miles) were released from the aircrafts' bays. If the Czardians thought they had a large missile barrage they were dead wrong. 16,430 'Ketz' were released toward the inbound fighters. These were moving at Mach 3.3, and due to their thrust-vectoring nozzles, would be able to hang onto the enemy aircraft through some serious manuevering. The fighters turned and put their AIM-120L AMRAAM-L Missiles to good use. They dropped the weapons toward their opponents and turned upward to disappear into the clouds. Sure the enemy would know where they were, but all most missiles would see is a massive, hot cloud, not individual fighters. Making the enemy fighters less effective while the Shenyangi weapons closed in from 2 directions. The SNS-Stormbreaker, which was closing quickly launched fighters and slowed down to stay out of enemy range. These fighters: 60 SU-37-ADCAP-S fighters and 60 TAF-662B Sparrow fighters loaded with ait to air weapons closed in. At Mach 2.8 they were expected to reach the battle in more than enough time to reinforce the other Shenyangi forces.

Arkbird Night Eye quickly came up with a battle plan, all battles with Czardas had been BVR or atleast long-range affairs. This lead to the obvious assumption that in close the Czardians would be much more vulnerable. Besides, analysis of Czardian fighters showed that they would not be the most effetive jets in close. Shenyangi fighters on the other hand were specifically chosen for dogfighting capabilities, and while it was possible, it was unlikely that the Czardian pilots had as thorough endoctrination in dog-fighting as their Sheynangi counterparts, due to analysis of the nation as a whole. Shenyang dumped massive amounts of money into its air forces to really give the pilots an edge, and Top-Gun Training was required for all pilots. Every Shenyangi pilot, from the Harbingers, to the Gelbs, to the Yellows, and even the Falke pilots were trained to beat themselves in a dogfight, and if you can beat yourself then you can beat anyone. So out went the orders to all fighters.

Arkbird Night Eye: All fighters, listen up, close in to point-blank range and engage, if we sit in a stand-off they'll pick us off with reinforcements, create a furball, and blow them out of the skies. Slythers, ready another barrage, I have a feeling that we'll need the firepower.

All Squadron Leaders: Roger, engaging.

Slyther Leader: Roger.

(OOC: I can't help it, this is bugging me, how do you manage this military with a 0.00 dollar defense budget? Not meant as an insult, but its been bugging me. Also, I'm well out of SAM range. At something like 800 miles when the Tantos were launched and a pretty good idea of what your defenses are capable of they would definitely have pulled back, I even think I said they fell back... correction: no, not exactly, but I did say:

"...They sat well outside the defense net, waiting for the enemy should he come."

So, I'm not counting the SAMs into your missile totals, it just isn't possible to hit targets that are outside you're defense net's range with part of your defense net, that's the point of having a maximum range. (note, all sarcasm produced by above statement should be disregarded, just the way I talk/type)

Losses: 150 SU-37-ADCAP-Ls / 150 TAF-662 Sparrows / 300 F/A-1010C Broadswords / 200 pilots killed (200 Silver Stars to be awarded post-thumously)

OOC2: I think its time we started a second thread, we're getting up there in page count.

Gyrobot

08-02-2006, 03:53

To Mauvasia

As an ally in of Czardas, we thank you for your effort to help in defending the Czardan republic. We wish to help but can only assist you finacially since the opposing nations finds of use of Futuristic technoloy...bothersome. Anyways, we will finacially back you and ship infantry or personal in case you need more men.

Yurka

08-02-2006, 20:39

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Oceano Island City

As the large naval fleet returned towards Yurka's farthest reaching port city, the islands of Oceano. The entire group was well connected, in some ways literally, forming this massive island. The ships were immediately docked, as if with assembly-line accurateness, and most of the naval soldiers quickly replaced. Meanwhile, the submarines were returning to Agua City to repair themselves while they too were replaced. As Zeith Branca slowly walked from the top of the Capital ship, he was quickly greeted by the Emperor himself, along with an entire throng of armed Imperial guards.

"My Emperor..." Zeith said with a smile, brushing his white hair back as he broke into an elaborate bow. The guards saluted at this, while Drake simply smiled, "I appologise for this..."

"Ah think nothing of it... Walk with me, let us speak of what happened out there. Our satellites captured the explosions... Those torpedos were quite extraordinary, no wonder you did not expect them... Though your tactics did save our troops..."

The two slowly began to walk along one of the long black docks of the Empire, the guards quickly surrounding all exits, while four walked behind them, a good twenty feet from earshot. It was standard procedure in these circumstances.

"Yes, but it sent many others to their graves..." Zeith said calmly, in an emotionless, detached sort of way which gave away the well-known fact that he considered war more or less a massive game of strategy, "I request that you send me a larger force and we storm the entire region at once..."

"Hmm..." Drake Yurka quieted a bit as he brushed a hand against his face, "...Alright, though I'll need to send another Admiral as well. Not an Imperial Admiral, but one to take care of our ships. I want you to fire a good five hundred kilometers away with our missiles this time, and we know what to expect. This time we will show no mercy. Our navy can not simply give up after taking such a loss, what would happen to our paramount honor?"

"My thoughts exactly. I will avenge my honor, and when we finish I will hold a parade right through that city!"

"A... Parade?" Drake mused, smiling as he pictured it.

"Yes, a parade, right over their pride and into the history books... It will be glorious, I will have my wives do the preparations while I leave once more. Thank you, great Emperor."

"Hah... A parade... Yes, you go along, I have another Yurka Class Super Dreadnought prepared for you. They will serve you well enough, especially after I heard about their troubles firing the torpedos."

"You heard? Ah but you are the Emperor. I am forever in you debt, as are we all Emperor."

Emperor Drake simply nodded as they finally reached the end of the dock and Zeith Branca bowed once more before walking across the dock in the direction of the shipyards. The slightly broken ships would be more than enough to protect Oceano, and in Agua he already had their new submarine fleet ready to take over, along with those which were not too damaged. The people would hear of this second call to arms, and like a Hydra, that single naval fleet would be replaced by two, each more formidable than the entirety of the last...

The Warmaster

09-02-2006, 18:15

OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC COMMUNIQUE:

To the nation of Mauvasia:

We have noted with dismay the first stirrings of military action in your country directed against the Imperium and its allies. We respectfully request that you stand down your troops and do not offer Czardas military aid. Recognize that Czardas is the aggressor in this conflict; the sacred land of the Empire were violated long before our troops landed on Czardaian shores. Also, Czardas is toppling into the abyss; it is on the edge of conquest. If you believe that by your interference in a matter that is not your affair you can halt the victory of combined Imperial, Parthian, Shenyangi, Yurkan, and Freudian forces, then by all means continue, but be aware that such a path can end only in your utter defeat. You will not be warned again.

His Divine Majesty Sacred Emperor Lucifer of Domain Halcyon

The Warmaster

10-02-2006, 18:03

OOC: A second thread, you say? Hmmmm...I don't know. If you think its necessary, no objections here...

Shenyang

10-02-2006, 21:04

OOC: We should start a second thread when we hit 30 pages. Just my opinion, doesn't mean anything really, just want to throw it out there.

Freudotopia

10-02-2006, 21:11

OOC: Sorry for the horrendous delay. I was out of the country and then bogged down with all sorts of shit. I probably will attack tomorrow in the afternoon/evening, when I finally have some free time.

The Warmaster

11-02-2006, 02:46

OOC: Are the Aurdanian defenses down as well? I’m assuming so, tell me otherwise and I’ll edit.

In the distance, the city of Aurdania lay, skyscrapers reflecting the sun’s rays at the Imperial fleet that lay off the spit, waiting for the command to attack.

On the bridge of Victorious, Ludo Anor was opening a secure e-mail, encrypted with the quantum cipher, which was physically impossible to break. Looking at it, he handed it to an attendant waiting respectfully behind him and ordered it to be printed out, logged and filed, then the message deleted.

OFFICIAL MILITARY COMMUNIQUE

High Admiral Anor,
Your plan is a good one, and you have done well to inform me of it before you began the operation. However, you must finish it as quickly as possible; there is work to be done at Palma. Your time is limited. When you receive this, you must immediately open fire. Upon completion of the mission, head at top speed for the base of the Aurdanian spit, in a location suitable to support the ground assault on the city. May the gods watch over us all.

His Divine Majesty Sacred Emperor Lucifer of Domain Halcyon

“Very well,” the Admiral muttered under his breath.

“Communications? Inform all ships to open fire according to the targeting package we transmitted. Also inform them they have limited time, so make it quick.”

Seconds after the signal was given, the fleet began its bombardment of the CAMERA installation. The countless shells and missiles hurtled across sea, shore, and at the structure itself. The Aurdanian defenses were down; they went unmolested into the buildings. The High Admiral’s goal was to collapse the building on the enemy troops within. The structure hadn’t been fully analyzed, but it was next to impossible that the complex could withstand such an incredible barrage. And even if the collapse itself didn’t kill the troops within...they were trapped, an isolated crop waiting for the Legions to begin the harvest.

OOC: (same deal as spit bombardment...this is counting the fact that there are two volleys)

2x: 9,072 Pandemonium II missiles, 118 Colossus shells, 1,300 6-inch shells, 54 24-inch shells, 1,165 Harpoon missiles, 754 Spearhunter missiles, 1,408 Rapier missiles, 21,300 Methuselah missiles, 2,116 Paveway guided missiles, 1,058 Maverick missiles, and 508 AGMs.

Total: 18,144 Pandemonium II missiles, 236 Colossus shells, 2,600 6-inch shells, 108 24-inch shells, 2,330 Harpoon missiles, 1,508 Spearhunter missiles, 2,816 Rapier missiles, 42,600 Methuselah missiles, 4,232 Paveway guided missiles, 2,116 Maverick missiles, and 1,016 AGMs.

Czardas

11-02-2006, 19:19

[ooc:] Just for everyone to know, the adjectival form of my name is 'Czardaian'. Not 'Czardian', 'Czardasian', or Mod help us, 'Czardling'. :rolleyes:

[ic:]

Parthia

The Parthians fail to notice that the Czardaian Peregrines, after releasing their LRAAMs, have turned back towards their airbases around Czardas. Therefore, the Parthian missile volley strikes empty air. The short-range missiles will also be unusable, as their targets are long since out of range. However, the advance of the planes has put them within range for land-based SAM sites.

Several hundred large blast radius SAMs are ejected from the launchers, leaving trails of black smoke through the sky as they accelerate to Mach 3 within minutes. Several waves of SAMs streak towards the Parthian planes, as AAA and flak fire from the ground targets them as well.

The AAA cannons also serve as a kind of CIWS, ripping the massive Parthian shells to pieces before they hit the land defenses. However, several artillery positions are shattered, and thirty Scorpion tanks are lost in the assault.

The Warmaster

Deep underground, in one of the many tactical rooms of the ANCC, a group of technicians sit around a computer screen. They have been working nonstop for quite a long time now, taking breaks to sleep or eat but otherwise working at the terminal for the rest of the time. The terminal is the main control centre of the CAMERA at Aurdania, hit with a Warmasterian virus two weeks ago. Since then that portion of the defense net has been down, and there is only one way to fix that problem.

Over the past four days, the techs scrapped the entire hard drive of the computer system and systematically reinstalled the software from which the program was created in the first place, reprogramming in every single launcher along both sides of the Aurdanian Spit. Now, after what seems like aeons of mind-wrenching work, the main screen flickers into life and displays its first message since before the massive naval battles off Czardas's coast began.

CAMERA system v1.0 Main Terminal. Status: Activated.

Enter username and password to begin.

***

Within a few minutes, Mariel Thier is in the control room, selecting co-ordinates. There is no danger of hitting friendly ships, as the Czardaian vessels have all long since returned to port. Every single ship around the Aurdanian spit for many miles is targeted with a simple usage "Select All" function. Every single sonar and radar contact identifiable as a ship.

Then the long-disused system roars into life. One of the largest missile volleys ever seen in this part of the world, or ever, targets the entire Warmasterian fleet.

Thirty thousand torpedoes armed with keelbreaker warheads target all of the troop transports that have not yet landed along the peninsula, and some that have. Thirty-five thousand missiles erupt from the surface of the water and begin to sea-skim at Mach 3.2 towards their targets. Thirty-five thousand missiles target ships farther from the spit, climbing into LEO and supercruising at Mach 2.7 before plunging from the sky in streaks of fire.

This initial wave is followed by more and more missiles and torpedoes. Smaller volleys, but volleys nonetheless. Meanwhile, robotically controlled ACCs continue to load missiles and torpedoes from the massive underground banks where they are stored.

The strike is as a signal for the Czardaian troops. From the lines around Palma, hundreds of thousands of Czardaian soldiers, tanks, self-propelled artillery, APCs, and the ubiquitous air cover break from their hidden covers and rush across the peninsula towards the Warmasterian troops as 310mm coastal railguns at Palma begin pumping shells towards ships and soldiers alike. Larger 453mm artillery batteries counter the Warmasterian missiles and shells.

The small coastal city of Aurdania has indeed been evacuated. Thus, whatever buildings tall enough to be in range for the attack are knocked down with little ceremony. However, the Warmasterians are making a mistake by concentrating such a massive barrage of fire on a single abandoned building. Automated SAM and flak batteries knock some of the missiles out of the air, but most of them begin impacting the building. Long after it has collapsed into rubble, missiles and shells continue to impact the pile of dust and dirt. The installation centre itself is far underground, well out of range for anything but a nuclear missile to hit. The attempt to collapse it was a waste of ammunition... as the soldiers within the installation have mostly vanished, through tunnels leading to Aurdania and then submarine troop carriers, which took them all to Palma and the lines of defense around Czarna. A token force remains inside the system to defend it from any outside attacks, although the Czardaians doubt that anyone will come in after them, following the missile barrage.

Shenyang

[ooc:] Shenyang... a 400 mile ranged AAM? Do you realize how large that would be? Also, exactly how many ATA armed bombers do you have? I'll need some more definite stats than these (such as the payload of the Arkbird for instance, the total weight of the AAM's warhead, etc.), not as though it really matters, as I have my own defenses against massive AAM attacks. XD

Also, re your budget question: I have stated several times that I do not use NSEconomy's stats for military budgets. Check out the link entitled "Czardas's Stats" (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9830160&postcount=8) in my signature to find out how much I spend on national defense. In addition, a lot of projects (like CAMERA) are funded by private corporations. (If you're going to ignore me for not using NSEcon's stats, think about which of us has contributed more to the RP... not meant as an insult either btw...)

And it's no problem about the sarcasm, I tend to overuse it myself, hence my title...

[ic:] The Shenyangis have a problem, namely that they have just wasted an ungodly amount of ordnance on the Czardaian fighters. The six slower Chimera AAWACs trailing behind the Czardaian air armada have a certain advantage over the converted Shenyangi AWACs, namely that they come with systems built into the Czardaian AAWACs planes that would not work on bombers.

Among these is a natively designed NEM system in use on the Czardaian AAWACs aircrafts. This system can focus a narrow but powerful electromagnetic beam on any given target, thus frying its electronics while doing little damage to other nearby planes. As the massive missile volley enters the range for the Chimera, which is almost immediately due to the range on the massive planes, the systems are focused from all six aircrafts. One after another, the incoming XLRAAMs fall into the sea, their electronics shorted out by the Chimeras. With over 13,000 missiles, some nonetheless have to get through; the planes they are targeting engage in a ridiculous number of evasive maneuvers, knocking many of the missiles into the sea or confusing them with countermeasures, lasers, radar jamming, or decoys giving off the same radar signature as the planes themselves. Only twelve airframes are completely lost in the attack.

The Shenyangis have also underestimated the Czardaian dogfighting capabilities, which will prove fatal for them. Following the attack, the Czardaians themselves disappear into the cloud cover. The Daggers are small enough, and the distance great enough, to completely vanish from enemy radar screens. Kestrels are extremely advanced stealth planes, using every known modern stealth tactic to stay silent, including radar jamming, lidar- and ladar-absorbent paint, the cloud cover confusing infrared signatures. Peregrines and Strikers have also disappeared into small groups; the larger fighters are equipped with active radar cancellation (ARC), which hides them as well from enemy radar screens.

The AAWACs are meanwhile entering the range of about 1000 km (600 mi) to utilize their NEM capabilities on the enemy planes. Reducing their speed to the minimum, the systems begin sweeping across all of the planes within range. One after another, they will tumble from the sky towards the sea, their electronics shorted out by the electromagnetic systems.

Meanwhile, the Hailstorms, rivaling the Arkbirds in size and payload, are steadily approaching firing range like some flock of great birds of prey. Fifty more Hailstorms are following them, each one carrying a hundred and twenty 'Jinx' LRAAMs, although the enemy air armada may well not survive long enough for the bombers to use them...

Shenyang

11-02-2006, 22:20

OOC: Ahh, that explains it, didn't help me that I can never see people's sigs on my computer for some bizzarre unnatural reason. I linked the stats earlier in the war, the first time I used the Arkbirds as I recall; and we're talking an AAM 1.75 times the size of an SA-6 Gainful SAM. Weighing in at over twice the weight. In other words its a freaking big missile. I designed them specifically for the Arkbirds to carry en masse, since nothing else could really carry very many of them. Warhead is a 80kg HE/Blast-Fragmentation Warhead on a contact/proximity fuse. Think of it as an ATA version of the THAAD weapons system, only about 8 times as manueverable. Approximately 100 Arkbirds are Slyther equipped at this point and you'd be surprised what I can and can't put on my Arkbirds BTW.

IC:

Arkbird Night Eye: All fighters, stay heads up inside the clouds. We don't want those fighters sneaking up on us, Slythers, I have new contacts headed this way, large, approximately our size, suggest you separate from the fight, your bays are dry. We will pull back further from the combat, we can't afford to lose AWACS support.

Slyther Leader: Roger, heading home, good luck boys.

Gelb 1: Good Luck to you as well. Gelb 2, form up on my wing, we've got some wild dogs to hunt.

Gelb 2: Roger.

Arkbird Night Eye: We are beginning radio frequency scanning, we'll locate the enemy AWACS signals and latch onto it then forward it to you fighters. Hang tight for a moment... Got It! Set your auxilliary radios to this frequency you're only listening in passively, you can't trash talk to them, sorry guys.

Harbinger 4: Well there goes my battle plans.

Harbinger 2: Bludshot, get over it.

Harbinger 4: Fine Heartless.

Arkbird Night Eye: All fighters, engage the enemy at will, repeat engage at will. Try to come back in one piece okay?

Gelb 1: No problem.

With all enemies inside the clouds a detatchment of submarines surfaces and quickly gathers the survivors inside the miniscule window they have to evade detection, they only just make it and slip away into the deep toward Shenyang to return the downed pilots to their families.

The fighters separated into flights of 5 save Gelb 1 and Gelb 2, who flew as a pair, as they were more than capable of taking on massive numbers of fighters, and were actually more effective away from other jets because they didn't need to worry about crashing into less well trained wingmen. The flights spread out to cover the entire area as thinly as possible, the fighters, which were all rather stealthy, combined with their position and formation, created a massive single contact for the enemy to try to pick fighters out of, making missiles much less effective against them. They knew the Czardaians would likely pull a similar manuever, but the Shenyangi pilots had the advantage of intelligence on the enemy, while the enemy would have a hard time intercepting the Shenyangi communications as they were frequency agile, and operated exclusively between accessible frequencies, a tactic adopted after years of terrorists intercepting Shenyangi military communications and exploiting the system, on top of that, all users had to supply a password to even hit the frequencies and hear anything, as Shenyang Military High Command has complete and total control of these hidden frequencies, it meant that without weeks of work there was no way that the enemy would know what was being talked about between fighters, and would be subjected to elevator grade music as they tried to hack their way into the system. It was specifically programmed that way to divide the opponent's concentration and worked as a form of psychological warfare.

All the stealth in the world can't hide a fighter entirely, that was the one thing that every pilot was trained to know instinctively, if something doesn't look right, it means that someone is flying there and you'd better blow his rear out of the sky. In this case, what didn't look right was the turbulence produced by the enemy fighters moving at high speeds, this left radar 'wakes' that the Shenyangi radar could exploit, in their current mass within the clouds the wakes were nearly useless, but when the enemy organized their attack the wakes would be a tell tale marker of the enemies' positions, the Shenyangi fighters slowed down to speeds that would allow for no wake to be seen on radar, still very fast, but not so fast as to be noticed. The 'wakes' were a little known method of detection as most radars are progammed to tune them out as clutter, in fact almost all radar does, as a result the enemy had no reason to expect that the Shenyangi fighters were drawing beads on them as they prepared to engage.

Arkbird Night Eye: Attention all fighters, we cannot stay long, we have used mosty of our fuel and will need to retreat soon, engage as many enemy fighters as you can within a ten minute margin and then we must separate as quickly as possible.

Squadron Leaders: Roger.

OOC2: The actual combat will come in my next post, and I'm running on the assumption that I don't have 'the amazing ever-full fuel tank' on my fighters so I'll pull them out after 1 post of combat, so we'd better make this a helluva dogfight. I've now rescued all my surviving pilots and collected the dead, this was done while you're forces are regrouping to attack my fighters inside the clouds. This means that the probability of attack is pretty much non-existant, as all focus is placed on the air, and there was no indication that the survivors were going to rescued any time soon, I used small, RAM coated subs, like underwater Sea Shadows, to rescue them, so basically, it was a sneaky back handed way of saving a lot of pilots from drowning using advanced techjnology and misdirection. The subs would at best appear as strange radar echoes that could easilly be mistaken as rouge waves because they only rise a few meters out of the water, namely 2.2 meters, and for all intents and purposes, simply don't exist on radar. (they're the world's most advanced rescue vehicles) That and I assume that as a democratic nation you wouldn't kill people simply trying to rescue allies, that can't present any threat, and that you can barely see, if at all.

Lastly, I never planned to ignore you, that would be stupid, 'where are the enemy fleets?' 'Their floating around a big clump of nothing.' Plus deploying a sizable portion of my naval forces to a non-existant point would just make me feel like an ass. I have yet to ignore anyone in any RP ever. I don't plan for you to be the first. Figured I'd mention that. (Some sarcasm may have been intended somewhere in there, but I really don't know where anymore, I type that slowly, so disregard all sarcasm unless a statement would sound much better and still uninsulting with sarcasm in place. I refuse to be held responsible for the reader's placement of sarcasm within the text and am therefore not liable for any insults created there in. Thank you)

The Parthians

11-02-2006, 22:41

Task Force Shahanshahi

The Parthian aircraft turned quickly, dropping electrical disturbance pods and activating the missile defense systems designed to interfere with the guidance systems of the SAMs by sending radar pulses of precise frequency to create the illusion that the missiles had reached their targets and to detonate. Others used microwave emitters to destroy the guidance systems. Twenty five planes were hit by AA and twenty of those were going down, the rest limping back to the fleet, while a further ten were destroyed by missiles. Now, several strike aircraft activated a barrage of 35 HARM missiles, designed to knock out enemy radar sites which guided the SAMs and the guns. Flying off the racks, the missiles picked up the enemy radar signatures and flew towards them, placing their coordinates in memory so if the radars would shut off, their positions would continue to be known. If they arrived over their targets, a directional explosive would destroy the radar dish with a barrage of shrapnel, rendering the Czardaians blind. Once the missiles were on their way, the planes returned back to the fleet.

With that completed, 150 AGM-222 SSM missiles were launched from one of the arsenal ships. Designed in a similar way to the HARM, the launcher based weapon would destroy radar. A further 250 Trireme missiles and 1500 unguided rockets were fired, each equipped with a fuel-air warhead that detonated with extreme force and power, to tear apart Czardaian SAM installations and military positions. 55 further shells from the Shahanshah Dariush joined in, racking the predetermined gun emplacements with more weapons as the task force turned its attention to the sea based assets of the Czardaian nation.

5,500 AGM-230 Trireme SSMs fired from the other ships in the fleet now added to the previous missile attack, whose effects were still unknown. Flying off on the low IR signature with their low speed, they would continue moving until they reached 40 miles, at which point, the solid fuel rocket would propel them into the Czardaian ships, when combined with the previous barrage, hopefully annihilating the Czardaian fleet.

Czardas

11-02-2006, 23:17

[ooc:] Yeah, it would be kind of stupid for me to kill pilots... after all, without their planes, it would be difficult for them to do anything...

Glad you decided not to ignore me... I've had difficulties like that in the past, with people ignoring me for not using NSEcon's stats. You'd be surprised. I think that's one reason Doom decided to quit this RP...

Oh, and just an OOC note, Czardaian transmissions between fighters are similarly encrypted and datalinked, so we're all pretty much in the dark. Anyway...

[ic:]

Flight Leader Blue Robin of Kestrel Squadron XA-11 banks hard right to stay within the cloud cover, leading a flight of twelve planes towards the Shenyangi positions. A blue light signals the incoming transmission, and typing a short numerical code he is able to listen in to the transmission from Chimera IV somewhere behind him.

"Attention all jamming capable planes, we're pinging you, reduce speed, I repeat reduce speed," Commander Siobhan White declares.

Blue Robin complies, diminishing the velocity of his aircraft to an appropriate and instructing his fellow fighters to do likewise. "Better?"

"A little bit, thanks, we're deploying a few UAVs to give you jamming cover, over."

Chimera III interrupts this with another transmission, screaming through the headphones of the fighter pilots. "Engage at will."

And with a flourish, the dogfight has begun.

Blue Robin toggles a switch on his plane from passive to active, releasing three of his missile hardpoints before veering upwards and turning the radar back to passive, pulling more G's than he cares to count. He is an experienced pilot, however, and his pressurized bodysuit helps diminish the impact of gravity and inertia. Other Kestrels in his group follow suit before winging off into the clouds once more. Small groups of MRAAMs and SRAAMs begin screaming towards Shenyangi fighters from all sides. All of them were guided by radar, ladar, and backup infrared; they would home in on their targets, one way or another. With the AWACS radar support, the Shenyangi planes are more detectable than they think; the long-range millimetric band radars detect, if not contacts, then passages of interference that could either be electrical storms or fighters under stealthing capabilities.

Daggers, meanwhile, form groups, select a flight of contacts, and close in, their 30mm cannons firing rapidly in rotary form, pummelling the enemy planes with dozens of shells. Meanwhile, the smaller planes fire between 24 and 32 SRAAMs towards the enemy planes, their thrust vectoring helping them maneuver for more effective targeting. Then, the switchblade wings of the Daggers sweep into forward-swept position, allowing the plans to ascend rapidly out of missile or radar range.

Meanwhile, the Peregrines have their own task. A force of some 200 of them, setting aside stealth for speed, rapidly hits Mach 4, ascending above the high cloud cover to 80,000 feet and following the Arkbirds. Configured for interceptor mode, their long-range radars pick up enemy AWACS signals as well; the Peregrines simply head for the enemy planes, their radars on the alert for missile locks in the meanwhile.

The fifty Hailstorms have reached about 360 km from the ongoing air battle, and target fighters with their entire complement of 6,000 'Jinx' LRAAMs. The missiles are guided by several different guidance systems, so even with the cloud cover and stealth systems their imaging allows them to target fighters effectively. In addition, with the difference in radar signatures, Czardaian fighters will not be targeted. As soon as they have fired the missiles, additionally targeting all of the Arkbirds still within range, they turn back towards the Czardaian mainland, missile bays dry. The fifty other Hailstorms are en route to attack the Shenyangi fleet, waiting for it to come within range.

Parthia

The incoming volleys of Parthian missiles approach the Czardaian ships menacingly, reaching immense speeds as they descend. However, defense is close at hand. The Czardaian ships are attacking from within Mariosz's CAMERA range, and some six hundred launchers near the south end, configured with proximity warhead cruise missiles, fire these into the midst of the incoming missiles. Each one incinerates everything within about 200 m of the point of impact. This volley hits the incoming missiles squarely, wiping most of them out outright.

Some manage to survive, however, to be engaged by the point defense CIWS, laser, and electromagnetic jamming systems of the ships. Many are knocked into the sea, but some hit the ships, causing a few losses.

A few ships are damaged, and one battleship begins taking on water, quickly returning to port for repairs. The big guns of the fleet, however, continue shelling Parthian troop transports and carriers. The less-armed ships will suffer greatly, possibly taking their complements of soldiers and planes with them to the bottom.

[I will respond to the rest later. Little time now.]

Shenyang

12-02-2006, 01:47

OOC: The number of Arkbirds in range would be zero, they never would have been in range, I've had all of them pull out except for Arkbird Night Eye, which is so heavilly hidden by jamming and the like that detecting her is like finding a needle in a haystack at over 600 miles. so that component is going to be ignored off the bat.

And if you doubted that I was going to do a 1 post dogfight, then you are about to officially be played on a scale unseen in recent years.

IC:

Galm 1: Missiles inbound, how'd they sniff us out... of course, radar reflections. Night Eye, get out of here, as long as you're here they'll use your radar to home in on us. Repeat, break off and rerturn home, we will be fine.

Arkbird Night Eye: What, analyzing, you're right, we're breaking off, sorry guys, good luck.

Galm 1: You too.

With that Arkbird Night Eye broke offand headed home, removing its radar imprint from the battlefield entirely, hiding the fighters slightly better, now the Shenyangi pilots were at a slight disadvantage, but they could use the same tricks on the enemy. The missiles continued to close on the group that Gelb 1/2 were attached to, the fighters broke formation and began evading, if these missiles wanted a target, they'd have to work for it. the fighters broke up and flew toward the missiles at high speed, this forced the missiles to keep recorrecting for the massive closure rates, then the fighters broke around the missiles at the last second, the missiles wheeled around as moment later to chase the fighters, which were on a head on course toward the aggressors. They closed in and opened up on the enemy with Advanced AIM-9Y Sidewinder missiles at point blank range, there would be no chance to evade as the weapons were released at 1 mile range, giving the enemy only .014 seconds to react, the fighters manuevered gracefully around the enemy as their missiles impacted and then the enemy projectiles as well. The aggressors were shredded by the multiple weapons strikes. Gelb 1 and 2 formed up and broke after the nearest enemy Hailstorm, such a large aircraft couldn't hope to hide from the Gelb team.

All the other fighters broke and evaded the enemy missiles that were headed for them, In a dazzling display of flares, chaff and laser fire the enemy missiles were chopped up by the fighters. No casualties were caused by the initial wave of weapons. The fighters then headed into the fray against the fighters. The Shenyangi fighters realized that Czardaian opponents were adept at dog-fighting, but that their tactics lacked the polich of the Shenyangi Aces, as was illustrated by Gelb 1 during a spectacular flipping attack in which his fighter literally flipped onto its back in level flight and gave its persuer a cockpit full of 30mm happiness. The Shenyangi pilots moved gracefully as they evaded the enemy attacks and struck their own blows. Still, several pilots fell, among those lost in the turmoil were Gelb 5, Harbinger 8, Yellow 27, and Falke 3. All were great pilots, but they inflicted severe losses on the enemy before being lost in a burst of glory.

Gelb 1 and 2 engaged the targeted Hailstorm when they reached attack range, it flew slowly along looking imposing, until it came under fire by the Gelb fighters. Deploying a single R-77U missile each they sent the bird to its death in the ocean below. They then wheeled onto an enemy AWACS and engaged it. They continued downing aircraft until the ten minute clock had depleted, then like all other fihgters involved, they broke from the fight and headed home at full throttle expecting fully that the enemy would shoot them in the back.

Harbinger Flight (H-1 through H-5) rolled through enemy squadrons like the enemies weren't even there, the fighters that swarmed around them met a nasty surprise when they dropped in behind them and ended up with a flare in thier engines, thereby blowing the jets apart, they engaged enemy fighters in a quick, precise duel. When they fell, the Harbingers moved on to the next target.

Yellow Squadron Noted the enemy interceptors chasing the Arkbirds home, and chose to engage, while their SU-37-ADCAP-L fighters couldn't reach Mach 4 to catch the enemy they could use their AIM-54C Burnign Phoenix missiles to force the enemy into maunuevers, and at the speeds that they were traveling the Peregrines would be torn apart by the stresses involved, or have to slow down making them prey for the Yellows. The AIM-54C could reach a speed in excess of Mach 5.1 and as such would have no trouble closing the gap with the enemy. Then once they manuevered, some being torn up in the manuevers, others slowing to maintain structural integrity the Yellows swooped in and took out the trash.

Falke Squadron, despite the loss of Falke 3 and others, ripped into the enemy fighters with undying malice. Taking every shot that presented itself they chopped through many fighters. Using tactics they had learned on the MiG-25 Interceptor they pulled off high speed straight line attacks against enemies, in a high-speed game of chicken.

Ofnir Squadron spiralled through the air and out flew everything around them, they used this to lure enemies into traps involving other squads, such as Gelb.

When the fighters broke for home at Mach 3 they still had quite a few fighters with near full weapons complements others with nothing left, totally winchester.

OOC2: Losses: 460 Fighters, 460 Pilots, 460 Silver Stars to be bestowed, 460 posthumous 2 rank promotions, 1400 Ace Rank Promotions to various degrees)

IC:

In the aftermath of the battle the High Council finally could not tollerate the conflict that they had incurred. As a democratic nation defending a nation that was obviously against freedom the Shenyang High Council, as well as most of the populace had decided that Shenyang must leave the conflict. An official statement was released to the entire world later that day.

Official Statement:

Citizens of the world, as of this time, Shenyang is pulling out of the unjust war with Czardas and her allies that has been incurred by our alliance with many nations of C A D. We are ending our involvement, but we do not intend to ignore those who served Shenyang during this operation. Shenyang cannot tolerate its part in the oppression of people seeking freedom, no matter what our alliances are. As a result we here make the first step toward a better Shenyang, and as such a better world. We hereby declare an end to our hostilities against Czardas and her allies, and pull all our forces from the area of operations.

We will be sending the equivalent of 10 trillion USD to Czardas in an attempt to make amends for our involvement. We care not what our allies may think, or how they may respond. We cannot tolerate these injustices and as such are ending our involvement in the Czardaian Conflict. We appologize to those innocent men and women killed during our strikes against Czardas, and ask that they recieve a large percentage of the money we have sent, and that they use it to rebuild the lives that we crushed during our period of misguided aggression. We officially dissolve our involvement with this immoral assault and beg those who were not directly affected by the events triggering this war to back down as well. The Warmaster has committed an attrocity, and standing by him now is paramount to supporting terror. We implore all C A D nations to back down from their positions and embrace the cause of freedom. We know that they will not, but this is our solemn plee for them to see the light of peace and harmony, bringing an end to the hostilities against Czardas.

This address marks the end of an era where Shenyang allowed its name to be synonomous with terror, and wishes that our allies will join us in removing the mantle of terror that has come to burden our nations. To all of Czardas we solemnly apologize and to all of the world we say good night.

OOC: This is one of my more eloquent pieces of public speaking, TG me with impressions about how it was if you like it, or if you feel it needs work. Not on the subject, just the writing. I'm backing down because I'm a moralistic democracy and I can't justify supporting The Warmaster when he has commited an act of aggression against democracy. In addition I cannot morally justify even virtually supporting tyrany while I sit in the United States with all my freedoms. As such I have to leave the Rp, though I may return later depending on how things are going. Czardas, it has nothing to do with you, but me, so don't think this had anything to do with your technologies.

Good Bye and Good Luck.
-The Covenant Nation Of Shenyang

The Warmaster

12-02-2006, 03:47

OOC: Dammit...ah well. There's really no excuse...IC my government is, you know, vicious...but this hurts, Shenyang. I'm wounded.

No, but seriously, if you must. I can't hold it against you.

Too much to respond too right now...I'll do it tomorrow.

Yurka

12-02-2006, 07:48

OOC: Curses. Well as much as I would like to release my newly revamped fleet of death towards Czardas, and eventually run them through and create an Imperial State there... I'll have to replan everything now that one of the other nations invading has more or less decided to leave.

Czardas

12-02-2006, 18:41

[ooc:] I probably ought to mention that my AAWACs are a bit out of range too, you'd be engaged by other fighters before reaching them... but the rest stands.

Oh, and (OOCly) sorry to see you leave, these recent battles were actually quite fun.

[ic:]

As the enemy missiles close, Czardaian planes begin to engage in further evasive maneuvers, dropping countermeasures as they spiral away, their 30mm cannons blazing. Due to the extremely limited reaction time, many planes are lost, but the Czardaian Air Force proves itself worthy once more, returning as good as it gets. [Damn, writing in present tense can get confusing. Oh well.]

In the ensuing turmoil of the brief dogfight, the combat intensifies; planes drop from the sky like flies as missiles scream through the air. The Peregrines en route to attack the Arkbirds release their decoys, foiling the missiles' radar guidance, or use ECM to fry the electronics, but ultimately they reach either the end of their lives or their fuel tanks, turning back towards Czardas, still with nearly full weapon bays.

Then, suddenly, the battle is over. Contacts disappear from the radars swiftly, as though the Shenyangis have simply melted into the clouds whence they came. Czardaian fighters circle around the area, searching for targets, before running low on fuel and returning home to their airbases.

It is a little later that the message reaches Czardas...

~~~~~~~~~~~~
To: The Covenant Nation of Shenyang, and the International Community at Large

Greetings from the Libertarian Concordance of Czardas! We are pleased to see that at least one nation of the bloodthirsty CAD has seen sense, and it is with great humility that we accept Shenyang's reparations; much of the funds will be divided among the families 200,000 Czardaian citizens killed so far during this conflict, as well as going towards the rebuilding of cities damaged or destroyed, such as Aurdania and Tyriandor, after the conclusion of this conflict.

In addition, we are sending Shenyang our own reparations, equivalent to the cost of the total number of aircrafts destroyed during the Shenyangi Air Engagement, along with an additional $10 million for the family of each aviator or other personnel slain during the battle. [I don't actually know how much the planes cost, so consider it the equivalent.]

To the other nations of the CAD, we wish to echo Shenyang's call for an end to the hostilities. We see no purpose in this conflict, besides an imperialist takeover attempt under the guise of protecting one nation’s sovereignty, while in fact violating another’s. Continued involvement in this conflict will simply diminish your esteem in the eyes of the international community, as well as leading to great numbers of casualties for your nations, eventually sowing the seeds of discontent and revolution. If you still have any desire to negotiate and end unnecessary warfare, we are willing to host diplomats in Czarna for a peace conference.

~ Kari Alhoun, Czardaian Foreign Minister
~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Parthians

12-02-2006, 19:07

OOC: If possible could i get a response to the previous attack on the shore installations with FAEs and anti radar munitions before a response to the initial landing? Just to sort of clarify matters further.

Beach Alpha

"And forward goes the first wave" Smiled General Pakravan as the landing vessels began to send forward the initial shock brigades designed to overwhelm shore defenses. Two divisions of third rate infantry and a regiment of third rate armor on various landing craft were sent out, considered disposable units by the Parthian commanders, it consisted of 20,000 Arab Regulars conscripted from Parthian Mesopotamia and 150 tanks. They were armed in a backward matter, utilizing cheap Soviet weapons rather than the newer much more advanced weapons of the regular Parthian army. T-72s and BMP-2s would create an initial shock as the landing craft began to move in on the shore, dropping their ramps and letting loose platoons of infantry while the heavier vessels unloaded the tanks and IFVs. The commanders expected the initial assault would lose over half of what was put onshore, but it was acceptable, it would surely overwhelm the defenders and allow for the second wave of more effective forces to move in.

The Parthian arsenal ships fired again, 640 more partially guided weapons were launched from the tubes. They had limited guidance, designed for targetting specific coordinates to 100 meters, but not much else, they simply had the fuel-air warheads to ensure even from 100 meters that the targets would take a hit.

Now the shells were coming down again, sinking a pair of transports carrying two parts of a division of Arabian soldiers, sending most of them swimming towards landing craft that would take the survivors directly to the beach. Air burst munitions attempted to take out others, before the guns of the Shahanshah Bahram and Shahanshah Balash fired again, sending 25 inch shells hurtling towards Czardaian ships.

2500 AGM-250 Caesar SSMs were now launched by various ships, each of the missiles would cruise at mach 3 using solid fuel rockets before dropping a single torpedo at 80 miles away, cruising forward using passive sonar. At 8 miles, the torpedoes would go supercavitating, initializing active sonar and crusing in at 100 knots towards the targets. AGM-240 Quinqereme missiles were again unleashed, 500 SLBM sized rockets climbing from the arsenal ships and flying to 80,000 feet, unleashing a scramjet propelled missile that would fly to 120,000 feet, before propelling itself downward over their capital ship targets, reaching a terminal velocity of mach 20 before slamming into the ships, a DU penetrator and 1800 pounds of high explosive designed to destroy all but the largest superdreadnoughts. They were difficult to intercept, flying high above at their cruising altitude above the range of most SAMs, and on their terminal dive, their quick speed helped make them difficult to intercept. It would hopefully help force the Czardaians back, making their fleet remove itself from being a thorn in the side of the Parthian troops about to land.

The Warmaster

13-02-2006, 02:54

High Admiral Anor smirked as he watched the CAMERA center reduced to rubble. The operation was proceeding according to plan.

“Helm, bring us about and set course for the base of the spit. Radio our course to the fleet and move out.”

“Yes, sir,” came the response.

The massive fleet lumbered into motion, beginning the voyage south again. Anor turned away and felt confident enough to return to his quarters, but he had barely started to walk toward the bridge exit when alarms started beeping frantically on most of the consoles. A feeling of dread stole over him, that feeling of an irreversible doom hurtling toward you. A feeling of imminent...failure.

He moved with a speed some would have thought impossible for a middle-aged man. Leaning over the shoulder of a sensor officer, he stared at the screen.

“Report.”

“Sir, its...its CAMERA, sir.” The young officer’s throat bobbed as he swallowed. With that reflexive motion, he seemed to govern himself. Straightening, he responded crisply, “Admiral, CAMERA is active again and has fired on the fleet. I make it...” he squinted at his display and his jaw tightened. “...I make it thirty thousand torpedoes, aimed at the empty transports. Also...also seventy thousand missiles aimed at the fleet itself.” The High Admiral did not flinch as the numbers were read. This was more than any mortal could hope to deal with...but the gods were on his side.

“Very well. All ships: fire at will at anything heading toward the fleet. Have a missile submarine radio a warning to the transports; they may not know yet. Activate the EMPs onboard the larger ships. Continue full speed on our existing course. Weather the storm, young man. Weather the storm, and the day is ours nevertheless.”

With the speed of men facing their death, his orders were carried out across the fleet.

First, the massive EMPs aboard the super-dreadnaughts and other floating titans were activated, releasing a series of pulses that disabled a great many of the oncoming missiles. And yet not enough. Not nearly enough. The majority of them, true, but when a fraction of the original wave would strike a crippling blow, destroying that many was not enough. Roughly 50,000 missiles plummeted harmlessly from the sky or dropped into the waves, to rust at the bottom of the ocean. The 20,000 remaining threats were met by a desperate hurricane of CIWS fire and missiles from the ships. The sheer amount of defensive firepower put many of them out of action; and yet still more raced through...to finally strike the Imperial fleet.

The submarines were, of course, unharmed; no torpedoes had been fired at the main fleet yet, and the airborne missiles couldn’t harm them. However, a full 202 warships, roughly a sixth of the fleet, was sunk; the rest raced toward their destination off the base of the spit. Soon they would be out of range of even CAMERA, and could support the Legions ably.

Meanwhile the transports were warned far in advance of the torpedoes’ arrival, but their defenses against such an onslaught were extremely limited. Roughly two-thirds were sunk or suffered crippling damage, with very few escaping unscathed. Having delivered their troops to the mainland, they lumbered off to join the protection of the fleet.

In the Imperial Palace’s War Room, far away, Lucifer strode through the doors and glared at everyone who passed. He had been asked to come here to be briefed, and rumor was that the thrice-damned CAMERA system was active once more. Sending in another Intelligence team was out of the question...especially since he had reluctantly authorized that the surface part of the control center be destroyed.

Bodily forcing his way through the crowd, shouts of “missile barrage” and “unprecedented numbers” rose above the roar of the War Room. The briefing room, mercifully, was soundproofed. Staring at Lord Supreme Admiral Admohar Quoreal and Imperator Jakran Vuell, he demanded, “What in the name of all the gods just happened?”

“Divine One, CAMERA is indeed active. High Admiral Anor just informed us that the fleet had come under attack. Just over two hundred ships were sunk, and they are heading at full speed towards the pre-established point from which they will support the infantry assault on Palma. The transports were also attacked. Maybe half of them have been sunk; more have suffered extensive damage. They have begun moving to the bombardment point to join the fleet.”

Lucifer’s eyes had narrowed steadily throughout the recital. At its conclusion he turned and slammed his fist into the wall. Clenching his teeth in rage and pain, he gritted out, “This is exactly why I didn’t want Anor to attack Aurdania! Now the fleet’s going to have to watch its ass as long as it’s anywhere near the shore! Thank the gods Palma doesn’t have a CAMERA installation! This is unacceptable. The High Admiral had better expiate himself quickly, or I will have his entire family tortured to death.”

A knock came at the door. Lucifer strode to it, opened it, and growled “What?” at the page who waited trembling outside. He came in, bowed, and stammered, “Divine One, the Czardaians have attacked on land.”

Far, far away, from the Imperial command center, Lord Rahvin of clan Ares watched incredulously as the display showed hundreds of thousands of Czardaian soldiers and vehicles marching out toward the vast Imperial columns. APCs, some tanks, and even some self-propelled artillery. Air cover would no doubt be arriving soon; luckily, the aircraft following the fleet were racing to cover the land force, and would make it before Czardaian planes could finish scrambling.

“Why? Don’t they know how much we outnumber them by?” he asked himself. “Whatever...they want blood, they’ve got it.

“Have the SAM units stop the incoming artillery fire. Then have our own artillery units open up on the Czardaian forces. Tanks should fire as well, if they’re in range. And give it a few minutes, and our aircraft will be here. Then we’ll tear these damned infidels apart.”

The SAMs acquitted themselves magnificently; some few shells got through, killing a few dozen Legionaries at the head of the columns, but otherwise they were intercepted. Then the Imperial artillery responded, opening fire on the Czardaian forces rushing to intercept the vastly superior Imperial force.

There were over eleven hundred artillery guns in the army; every one opened up, hurling explosive death at the Czardaians. Three quick volleys arced through the sky, followed by a pair of Colossus volleys, which were slower to reload than other guns. The tanks fired as well, each unleashing a pair of whatever size shells they had. If the Czardaians kept advancing they would put themselves in range of the APCs...and eventually the numberless battalions of the Legions themselves. Not to mention that at the point of the counterattack, the Imperial aircraft were already within extreme range and closing rapidly.

OOC: Naval losses:
3 battleships, 3 carriers, 16 cruisers, 28 missile cruisers, 62 destroyers, and 90 frigates
Total: 202 ships

Ground attack:
Artillery: 1,200 115mm shells, 1,050 145mm shells, 450 155mm shells, 750 188mm shells, and 50 Colossus shells.
Tanks: 17,000 120mm shells, and 1,000 115mm shells

Yurka

13-02-2006, 08:22

OOC: Now! I have pulled together what the Yurkan Navy considers a perfect force to deal with the CAMERA Torpedos. Behold, Project "Rain of Fire"!

IC:

Yurka City II; Imperial War Room

"Alright... Now I would like you all to look over Project Rain of Fire one last time before we go through with it..." The Emperor said with a smile, looking over the advisors, Generals, and Admirals in the room, "I've sent forth two enormous fleets this time, and this time we will be much more methodical, slowly testing them for responses."

"I think its a brilliant plan worthy of Yurka, though a bit underhanded... However with such an immense defensive grid, which has been called CAMERA by our allies, it is the only suitable response. Its literally a wall of death both above and below the ocean, which is why we need to be able to strike it from out of range of the torpedos, without becoming a target of the missiles..."

The other men and women all nodded in approval as the Emperor looked at the massive Steel Wolf pictured in a large background behind him... They would use techniques that were worthy of the namesake, and once the war was over Czardas and her people would immediately learn to fear the wolves of Yurka...

First Naval Fleet; Head Submarine 'Neptune'

"Now I'm back into my element." Zeith Branca said with a smile as he sat back in his seat aboard the submarines control center. Their communication range was poor underwater, but they compensated it thanks to a relay system among the massive underwater fleet, so that all ships would know what they were to do while remaining underwater, "Have the Second Naval Fleet remain as far away from Czardas as possible."

"Aye, sir!"

"I promised I'd return, and this time I'll show you just why they sent me in the first place... Are the R Aguas ready?"

"Yes sir!"

"Good, you know the plan!"

----------------------------------------------

800 KM Away from Tyriandor

An even large submarine force finally arrived, after a prolonged break to plan strategies and to gather the needed submarines. Even further from Czardas, in the middle of the Indian Ocean, a secondary Naval Fleet also remained as back-up. The first part of Yurka's attack would be to find out just how far the Czardaian's torpedo defense went...

So it was, that a dozen Agua R Class submarines were sent further towards Czardas, stopping at just short of 600 km away before launching four decoys each, the 48 submarine shaped objects moving steadily towards Tyriandor, testing it. This was the beginning of a large, tiered strategy put into development to destroy the very cities CAMERA was built to defend...

-First Naval Fleet-
240 Agua Submarines
560 Agua S Class Submarines
62 Agua M Class Submarines
84 Agua R Class Submarines
48 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

-Second Naval Fleet-

2 Yurkan Super Dreadnoughts
3 Atlantis-Class Super Dreadnoughts
12 Alia Class Super-Carriers (220 Aircraft Each)
48 Herald Class Arsenal Ships
48 Zephyr Class Missile Ships (Anti-Air)
88 Shield Class Frigates
24 Personnel Carriers

120 Agua Submarines
12 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

Czardas

13-02-2006, 15:44

The Warmaster

[ooc:] I did mention that I had air cover, just for you to know.

[ic:]

Even as the first volley of missiles and torpedoes strikes the Warmasterian fleet, the multitude of launchers are reloading, preparing to fire yet another devastating strike. On the landward side of the spit, 45,000 torpedoes erupt from the launchers, boiling along underwater with the added guidance of sonar buoys placed strategically around the area, lowering the effectiveness of EMP counterattacks. Traveling at over 100 knots, they will soon hit submarines and surface ships alike. At some 10 km from their targets, the top detaches to reveal a keelbreaker warhead, powerful enough to sink a superdreadnaught.

Meanwhile, a strange thing is happening on the seaward side. The launchers rotate to point straight up, as cluster munition-armed cruise missiles are loaded in by the ACCs. Then, they fire the heavy missiles towards preprogrammed targets, namely the mass of Warmasterian Legionaries massing around the spit. The missiles shoot straight up into the air for some 70,000 ft, and then arch towards the spit, descending and reaching velocities of above Mach 7. Even if a missile is halted by SAM fire, it will shower explosive munitions and shrapnel over the area, injuring soldiers and causing damage to weaponry and machinery. No fewer than ten thousand of these missiles are fired.

On land, Czardaians use their own mini-SAMs to hit the incoming shells, saving the longer-range SAMs for enemy aircraft. While a number of soldiers are killed and several APCs and tanks damaged, the Czardaian advance continues. True, the Czardaians are far less numerous than the Warmasterians approaching, but they have several advantages. Namely, that they are blocking the one exit from the spit, which could be guarded against the Legionaries by half the Czardaian number.

Czardaian tank support now begins attacking the Warmasterians. Lines of Emperor MBTs begin propelling their formidable 105mm shells into the air, while Scorpion I and II LBTs approach the Warmasterian lines as well, their 76mm guns firing. Rocket launchers, mortars, artillery, and APCs continue to fire as well, pounding the Warmasterians with a near-constant rain of fire.

The Scorpion IIs are now advancing; they are the most oddly shaped crafts in the Czardaian arsenal. Each one resembles nothing so much as a massive spider, with six legs instead of treads, scuttling across the spit with surprising agility. If the legs are disabled, regular treads as equipped on the Scorpion I are deployed from the base, allowing regular movement. Each one is also equipped with a dangerous 76mm gun, firing swift barrages of shells towards the enemy.

As the Czardaians continue to advance, self-propelled artillery guns never falling silent, more and more 453mm and 310mm shells from installments outside Palma rocket from their cannons into the air, adding to the hail of destruction.

Finally, Czardaian planes and air cover add their voices to the fray. Peregrine strike fighters begin dropping guided AGMs, two each, for a total of 576. Striker light bombers unleash eight medium-range cruise missiles, also armed with cluster munitions, for a total of 1,728, added to the CAMERA volleys. The planes also fire all of their LRAAMs towards the incoming Warmasterian fighters, or a total of 2,016. And the twelve Hailstorms unleash their payloads towards the ships, each one firing 108 anti-shipping missiles, which shoot into low earth orbit, out of the range of most SAMs, before descending upon the Warmasterian ships, wreaking havoc from above, with a total of 1,296 missiles, before returning to rearm against the land forces. If there are any left when the Czardaians are through with them.

Totals:

From CAMERA - 45,000 torpedoes directed at Warmasterian ships; 10,000 cluster-munition-armed cruise missiles directed at Warmasterian ground personnel.

From the air - 576 guided AGMs, 1,728 cluster-munition-armed cruise missiles, all aimed at Warmasterian troops; 2,016 LRAAMs aimed at Warmasterian aircrafts.

From the ground - 3,000 105mm shells; 8,000 76mm shells; 5,500 125mm shells; 2,500 155mm shells; 400 310mm shells; 350 453mm shells; assorted rockets and mortars from Czardaian ground forces; all aimed at Warmasterian ground personnel.

[Other responses coming later.]

Evilgis

13-02-2006, 15:51

OOC: Hey, could I get involved in this? On the evil, barbaric, dictatorship side, of course. Once my order at Military Armament Company is processed, I'll come and hasten the death of democracy.

Czardas

13-02-2006, 16:05

[ooc:] I suppose you could... I won't particularly mind (OOCly of course). One more nation can't make too much of a difference, can it? :p

Mauvasia

13-02-2006, 16:23

The Warmaster

13-02-2006, 17:20

[OOC: Just for you to know, since I'm on the other side of the world and you really have no idea what I'm up to, I sincerely doubt you'd know that we're going off to aid anyone. Therefore, I'll ignore your message until you explain how exactly you figured out that we were planning to get involved.]

OOC: Uhm...fine. That message has no real purpose; it would be expected that my government would condemn your involvement ICly. I don't expect it to affect your preparations for war in any way, so it is really irrelevant to the course of this thread. Ignore it at will.

Freudotopia

13-02-2006, 21:33

OOC: Czardas, you are godmoding in several ways. It irks me, because right before I’m about to get back into this thread after a prolonged absence, I see that you’ve been pulling some dirty tricks. I don’t like it, because it’s mucking up an otherwise amusing war. So fight fair. But first, I must lambast those things you have done which I find to be unsavory, in my usual irate style:

1. Your CAMERA system at Aurdania recently launched 70,000 missiles and 35,000 torpedoes at the Warmasterian fleet and troop transports. This is an absolutely ridiculous number. You had previously posted statistics of other CAMERA installations, and this one launch is more than the full capacity of several installations. For you to launch this many missiles at once, then claim that you can continue to launch smaller volleys, is ludicrous.

2. You say that Aurdania has been evacuated. How? To where? How many people? Just saying that large numbers of anything are gone, without an explanation of how, is annoying and possibly threatening to my side. I want to know where large numbers of people go, OOCly of course.

3. Speaking of disappearing people, how the hell could you get tens of thousands of troops, according to your earlier reports, on board a group of “submarine troop carriers”? Submarines are much to small to hold that many people, plus crew. No submarine could be built that big, plus you would need a great many of them. So lets just say that submarine troops carriers make little sense. But what if you were to use surface transports? You couldn’t go from Aurdania along the northeast coast of the spit, because Warmaster’s fleet and spy satellites would pick up that many ships, and would likely destroy the defenseless carriers.

4. On a related note, you state elsewhere:
“From the lines around Palma, hundreds of thousands of Czardaian soldiers, tanks, self-propelled artillery, APCs, and the ubiquitous air cover break from their hidden covers and rush across the peninsula towards the Warmasterian troops...”
First of all, how many hundreds of thousands of all this fighting materiel are we dealing with here? There is, in case you hadn’t noticed, a big difference between 100,000 and 999,999. Secondly, how in blue hell could that mass of people and machines hide? Under a gargantuan rock, or a merely a bunch huge rocks? Did they dig APC-sized foxholes? To they have a subterranean hanger that they carry around with them? There are far too many to do anything less than build a gigantic underground base with a big elevator or two, and such a base would be sheer imagination. You cannot possibly hide that many troops!!! Let’s just assume for a moment that Warmaster is not a complete idiot, and that he has advance scouts that have a very good idea of what your forces are made up of and where they are. Let’s not be foolish and pretend that we can “hide” such large forces. Or have you suddenly developed cloaking devices? This post, more than any other one, is ridiculous. Please edit it, if not all of them. And for God’s sake, don’t to this in response to my forthcoming attacks. I might get high blood pressure. But again, this is strictly business. Nothing personal.

This has been a public service announcement from the mind behind Freudotopia.

The Warmaster

14-02-2006, 17:24

OOC: Czardas, I’ve gotta say I agree with what Freudotopia said. I have a few things to add of my own.

1. How, in the short amount of time between the first and second CAMERA volleys, did you “strategically place” sonar buoys in the area? This, at least, I will IGNORE.

2. You say you have 144 cruise missile launchers in Aurdania. How did these launch 10,000 cruise missiles?...this is kind of irrelevant, since I dealt with 10,000 anyway, I'm just wondering.

3. I’ve made it quite clear that my troops landed at the BASE of the spit. Therefore you cannot possibly “block the only exit from the spit”. Especially since my forces outnumber yours by over 16 times. I’m aware of the difficulties involved in fighting up a peninsula; but even though that were happening, which it’s not, I doubt that such a fraction of an opposing force could hold against their enemy.

4. In my previous post, I launched over thirty thousand tank shells and artillery shells. It is ridiculous to say that “a number of soldiers are killed and several APCs and tanks damaged”. There is no way you could have so effectively destroyed the wave of shells as to not have even a single vehicle destroyed, as well as “a number” of infantry killed.

IC: High Admiral Ludo Anor gritted his teeth as he saw that another CAMERA volley had been launched. Luckily, they were at extreme range and had been expecting such an attack, having dealt with the first one at an expensive cost in ships. Soon, they would be so far from Aurdania that continued attacks from CAMERA would be pointless, even if they weren’t technically out of its range. Thank the gods Palma didn’t have a CAMERA installation.

“Lieutenant Vuell, inform the fleet to commence defensive actions. Same pattern as previous wave. Keep the subs on watch as well; I don’t want them taken by surprise.”

“Admiral? Sir, the Czardaians have launched cruise missiles. They’re directed at the Legions, sir.”

“Inform Lord Rahvin of this immediately. We must concentrate on the defense of the fleet first, but we can help him out.”

The EMPs again pulsed waves of electromagnetic interference at the incoming torpedoes. Dozens of thousands of them were fatally misdirected by the fields. The thousands that survived were met with a wave of other torpedoes from the attack submarines. Nevertheless, even with these defenses and prior warning, three frigates and four destroyers are sunk, with two carriers suffering damage. Repairs on them are begun immediately.

In response, the fleet returned fire. Targeting the thousands of cruise missiles that were aimed at the Imperial ground forces, the missile cruisers, frigates, cruisers, and destroyers opened fire. Spearhunter, Rapier, Tsunami, and more missiles tore away from the ships and exploded among the enemy missiles. Guns aboard the ships destroyed even more, and the SAMs among the army accounted for the rest, a deadly rain of shrapnel plummeting earthward. However, the missiles had not yet reached their goal, the sky over the Legions, and the shrapnel hurtled down on the devastated shores that the fleet had bombarded earlier.

The LRAAMs were reaching the Imperial aircraft about this point. However, there were too many Imperial planes and not enough missiles for the attack to work. Chaff was unleashed, stopping many of the missiles, and the ECM packages did their jobs as well. Some few planes were close enough to the fleet to be in extreme range of the EMPs, which dealt with the missiles that were targeting these lucky few. The rest were met with a storm of chaingun fire, but nevertheless five Balefires and two MiGs were destroyed.

The Imperial ground forces were well-prepared for the onslaught of fire; their own tanks responded in like kind. The infantry opened up with their own guns, the numberless bullets achieving through numbers what they could not alone. SAMs dealt with the larger shells. However, forty-three Legionaries were blasted apart by the few that penetrated the defenses, and two tanks destroyed as well.

The AGMs and cruise missiles were a bit more of a problem; the planes had been able to stop some of those with their countermeasures as well, but now they had to fully devote themselves; guns and SRAAMs opened up, their thunderous voices telling the Czardaians, in their own violent way, that their missiles and they could go to hell. The ground forces did their best to stop these as well; they almost completely succeeded. A further seven Legionaries were killed by two missiles that got through, and another tank destroyed.

Back on the Victorious...
“Admiral, we are now at the rendezvous point. CAMERA should be unable to harm us here. Not to mention we are in range of the Czardaian armies.”

“Excellent. Inform Lord Rahvin that we are counterattacking, then have the fleet open fire. The dead cry out for vengeance, Lieutenant. And have all aircraft attack as well. I mean to show these infidels exactly what they are dealing with.”

“Very good, sir.”

Seconds later the fleet opened fire. Though it had been reduced, it made up for it by firing several waves of shells and missiles. The first two volleys were aimed at the large coastal guns that were such an irritation to the ground forces. The next three were a massive barrage aimed at the ground forces. Such a storm of fire would be next to impossible to intercept by even the combined SAMs of the Czardaian force. Besides which, the Abaddon missiles at least were effectively undetectable by the enemy SAMs; no mobile SAM battery could have the detection technology of city-wide SAM networks which Abaddons were designed to fool. Also, Anor had decided to destroy the city of Aurdania; after all, he didn’t need it. After the massive barrages, the fleet reloaded and awaited further commands, ever prepared for another attack.

OOC:

FROM THE FLEET:
At Czardaian coastal batteries: (2 volleys of the following)
Total: 57 Colossus shells, 48 24-inch shells, 1,104 6-inch shells, 1,224 Rapier missiles, 1,096 Spearhunter missiles, 884 Harpoon missiles, 58 Abaddon missiles, 9,072 Pandemonium II missiles.

At Czardaian ground forces: (3 volleys of the following)
Total: 57 Colossus shells, 48 24-inch shells, 1,104 6-inch shells, 1,224 Rapier missiles, 1,096 Spearhunter missiles, 884 Harpoon missiles, 58 Abaddon missiles, 9,072 Pandemonium II missiles.

At the city of Aurdania: (3 volleys of the following)
Total: 57 Colossus shells, 48 24-inch shells, 1,104 6-inch shells, 1,224 Rapier missiles, 1,096 Spearhunter missiles, 884 Harpoon missiles, 58 Abaddon missiles, 9,072 Pandemonium II missiles.

At Czardaian aircraft: (2 volleys of the following)
Total: 1,086 Warlock SAM missiles

FROM AIRCRAFT:
At Czardaian ground forces:
Total: 36,657 Methuselah missiles, 2,116 Paveway guided missiles, 132,250 lbs. of “general use” bombs (from the Thunderbolts), 64,000 lbs of “general use” explosives (from the stealth bombers), 2,547 AGM-65 Mavericks, 1,058 BLU-27/b Rockeye II cluster bombs.

At Czardaian aircraft:
Total: 4,032 80mm rocket pods, 756 R-73E short-range infrared AAMs, 5,290 AIM-9 rockets, 16,292 Overlord AAMs

FROM GROUND FORCES:
At Czardaian ground forces:
From Artillery: 1,200 115mm shells, 1,050 145mm shells, 450 155mm shells, 750 188mm shells, and 50 Colossus shells.
From Tanks: 17,000 120mm shells, and 1,000 115mm shells
From Infantry: 550,000 40mm mortar shells, 550,000 .50 caliber sniper rifle bullets

Devlyn

14-02-2006, 19:01

The Warmaster

14-02-2006, 21:05

[ooc:] This is Czardas, with one of my other nations that I'll probably start raising after this war is over.

Anyway, to address the IC concerns:

Freudotopia:

1. I stated in the Invader's Guide to Czardas that there were between 65,000 and 75,000 launchers in the Aurdanian installment of CAMERA, which are fully capable of launching 105,000 missiles if more than one volley is fired.

2. The citizens of Aurdania, Palma, and other coastal cities have been evacuated inland towards specially built housing or government-funded refugee camps. Others were flown to overseas colonies before the war began. I probably should have explained this earlier, I know.

3. The ANCC never had that much more than six thousand troops; in fact, I never stated otherwise. Thus several submarines could have evacuated most of them easily.

4. The "hidden positions" in Palma were basically located within the city itself, for example under or inside buildings, etc. while tanks and such-like were stored in military or even civilian warehouses within the city.

The Warmaster:

1. I mentioned when launching the first torpedo attack on Parthia's submarines that the torpedoes were guided after losing their connection to the installation by underwater sonar buoys. Closer waters are also equipped with these, but ignore them at your leisure; once again due to time constraints I failed to explain everything.

2. I didn't launch those from the cruise missile launchers; I launched them from CAMERA itself, which as stated above, has over 65,000 launchers.

3. Oh, ok, I missed that... >.<

4. Note that I didn't state specifically what the damage was. "A number" could be anything from one to a hundred thousand. Likewise, the vehicles could be so badly damaged that they were reduced to smoking heaps of rubble, aka being destroyed.

However, since you're so adamant about it, I'll post specific losses.

Out of about 375,000 ground troops, 6,000 tanks, 25,000 APCs, assorted artillery: 14,000 killed; 31 tanks and 192 APCs destroyed; 30 self-propelled guns of assorted calibers rendered inoperable (others withdraw to some 80 km from coast, out of the range of Warmasterian big guns)

Out of about 576 planes: 181 destroyed (others return to airbases)

Out of several 453mm and 310mm cannons: All destroyed

City of Aurdania: Razed

Also, The Warmaster, there's something that bothers me... namely, that since the beginning of this conflict, you've been firing numberless missiles and shells at me, yet you never seem to run out. Where, pray tell, are all these missiles and shells coming from? You certainly never mentioned any supply ships carrying missiles, as far as I remember, and with the number you've wasted so far, I doubt that any but a ridiculously massive number of supply ships could help you here.

Every now and then you post that your ships reloaded. First of all, from where do they reload? Also, do you know how long it takes to fully reload a ship? Not knowing myself (heh), I'll nonetheless hazard that it takes a long time, especially if the ship's supposed to be able to fire about 1000 missiles (which your SDs and arsenal ships seem to be able to do).

Same goes for planes. Where do they get all these missiles from? Who reloads them? How many logistical personnel are you devoting to your 1200-ship, 10000-plane, 4 million-odd-man army? How is that affecting your economy?

Oh, and on an unrelated note, is anyone besides me going to reply ICly to Shenyang's withdrawal?

(I'll post ICly as soon as I can get my main nation online. Preferably not on a public computer.)

The OOC points are fine, thanks for that. For planes, I've been trying to make an effort to have them return to carriers for restocking on missiles. Either that, or purposely leave some of the missiles unfired. As regards ships, I figure it's just common sense to store a reserve of munitions aboard the ship itself. Admittedly, the smaller ships would be running low by now; but such massive ships as Super-dreadnaughts, carriers, and supercarriers could carry such munitions and to spare.

I also have no idea how long it takes to reload a ship; likely several minutes, for sailors to race down to the holds, fill a sled with missiles, and load them into the launchers, or however else this is accomplished on modern warships.

My ignorance is also the reason I haven't posted numbers of supply ships. Or troop carriers, for that matter. This is because I know how many ships there are, and in the other example how many soldiers there are, but not how much ammo fits aboard a supply ship, or troops aboard a transport, and thus how many I need. Logistical personnel, however, would accompany the fleet. I'm not sure what you mean. In NS time it hasn't been enough time for stores of food to run out.

CAMERA has unlimited ammunition; this has been accepted through the whole thread. You've been firing unlimited numbers of missiles from it at me this whole thread, after all. Now am I expected, just because I lack knowledge of supply ships, to say midthread that my ships are out of ammo and completely vulnerable? I'm not sure you would like that either, because then you'd crush my navy, I wouldn't be able to realistically say I could replace such a force, and the thread would be a standoff; you'd stay where you were, and I couldn't afford to continue. Isn't it better for the actual RP not to have to worry about ammo? This is me thinking aloud (or on a computer, as it were) but if you want me to post numbers of supply ships, I'll do the research and have it up as soon as I can.

And finally, about funds; like Freudotopia, I am a multi-billion population empire, the funding priority of which is Defense. War is a key pillar of its society. 6.6 million men, thousands of tanks, and 5,000 or so planes are affordable for me. I'm not going to say that they could all be swallowed up by the earth and I would be fine, but there is no question that a large, militant, devout, and rich nation like mine would have many more soldiers where they came from.

Wow. Quite the OOC exchange.

Freudotopia

14-02-2006, 21:08

Shenyang

14-02-2006, 22:07

OOC: I feel hurt, only Czardas has acckniowledged that I left, oh well, I'll be hanging out and watching the thread from now on, school and time constraints restrict me from posting so along with the above reasons I'm out. Its a good story though, so I'll watch it as it happens. Good luck guys, and remember, I'll be hovering over this thread like a vulture circling a piece of roadkill, so no badmouthing me, or anyone else for that matter. (Admittedly my analogy wasn't that great, but thats life)

Have fun blowing each other back to the stone age. :cool:

(The Shenyang Referee Team has been deployed to make sure you keep up the good work :mp5: :mp5: :mp5: :sniper: )

Yurka

15-02-2006, 03:03

OOC: We've noted that you left, just not made any public statements. Psh! Leaving the messy work to nations like Yurka. Once I get a response about my little Recon Submarines I can begin my ultimate impossible-to-beat-without-a-navy Plan. ;)

Devlyn

15-02-2006, 03:14

[ooc:] Then I puppet-wank and bring in not only this nation, but Catalasia, Dvardis, Hsakh, The Czardaian Envoy, Atharites, CSVA, and a bunch of other nations and their navies to stop all of you!

[Ok, it seemed like an appropriate thing to say at the time...]

The Parthians

15-02-2006, 04:17

OOC: Czardas, could you post a response to my previous post please, I just wanted to keep the RP flowing.

Czardas

15-02-2006, 17:07

[Jolt ate my post, and I don't feel like rewriting it right now. To be short:

Parthia, land bombardment:
Losses: 46 soldiers, 7 positions, 22 tanks, 52 artillery batteries; much radar guidance also lost.
Return fire: 1,100 155mm shells, 24 453mm shells, 64 203mm railgun shells (from farther inland)

Parthia, sea bombardment:
Losses: Six ships sunk; many more sustain minor damage. Missiles and torpedoes halted by EMP, countermeasures, proximity bombs.
Return fire: From ships, a total of 6,912 AX-2 missiles (sea skim at Mach 3 until 60km from targets, when they plunge into the water, descend into depths, reveal keelbreaker warhead, and shoot up into keel), 15 610mm shells, 64 508mm shells, 64 355mm shells, 128 203mm railgun shells.
From planes, a total of 7,278 anti-shipping missiles (arch through sky at Mach 6 and descend from 100,000 ft towards targets) and 1,400 proximity bombs

The Warmaster:
Losses posted earlier. All Czardaians withdraw out of your naval gun range to Czarna. (As soon as you get close enough you'll be in range for Port Khûfi anyway.)
Total troop numbers at Czarna: Over 1,800,000. Also, over 10,000 tanks, guns, etc.

Yurka:
Something secret IC, so I guess you'll find out. ;)]

The Warmaster

15-02-2006, 17:36

OOC: Wait, does this mean your army around Palma is retreating toward Czarna? Hmm...

If thats not what you mean, ignore this, and tell me so. But if it is, I figure I would be able at least to make a parting shot.

IC: As the Czardaians turned, Lord Rahvin smirked knowingly. In the first engagement, the Imperial forces had routed the Czardaians. Palma lay defenseless before them. Lord Rahvin ordered that a final volley be unleashed on the Czardaians.

The gun turrets on tanks swung around; artillery ponderously turned; but only half the tanks were in range of the rapidly fleeing Czardaians. Nevertheless, they unleashed as much firepower as they could. The mortars were likewise unable to reach the enemy, but the sniper rifles could easily.

They had acheived a major victory, and secured a bit of breathing space. Lord Rahvin consulted with High Admiral Anor, and ordered all aircraft to return to the carriers and restock their weapons and bombs. The vast army itself was ordered to head into the outskirts of Palma. Dividing into shifts so that most of the army was on watch at any given time, they were ordered to get some rest and prepare for continued warfare.

OOC:
At Czardaian ground forces:
Artillery: 1,200 115mm shells, 1,050 145mm shells, 450 155mm shells, 750 188mm shells
Tanks: 8,500 120mm shells, 500 115mm shells
Aircraft: 1,058 BLU-27/b Rockeye II cluster bombs
Infantry: 550,000 .50 sniper bullets

At city of Palma: (not meant to destroy it, just to cause some heavy damage..start a few fires...you know how it is)
66,125 lbs of "general purpose" bombs, 9,072 Pandemonium II missiles, 48 24-inch shells

Yurka

15-02-2006, 21:55

OOC: Hmm! So have my Recon Submarines and their decoys not been fired at? :)

Czardas

15-02-2006, 23:19

[ooc:] Haven't gotten to those quite yet. Here we go.

Warmaster, yes, Palma's clear. You've got about 120 km to march with nothing to worry about except long-range artillery, cruise missile launchers within Czarna itself, organized militia bands, the weather, the forests between the two cities, minefields, booby-trapped buildings, and Port Khûfi. :)

[secret ic:]

Admiral Fedorius, still sipping from a glass of lukewarm and very weak chamomile tea, is roused from his thoughts as an aide beckons him over to a sonar screen. "Sir, we're picking up several signals on the long-range sonar. They may be enemy submarines."

"Drat... didn't we show those Yurkans enough fire and brimstone the first time over?" Fedorius sighs. "At least they aren't wasting some ridiculously massive fleet and filling our oceans with burning oil this time around."*

"Shall we ready CAMERA to fire on them, sir?"

"Not yet... not until they get a little bit closer. No, deploy a few Callistos, we can afford to find out exactly what's coming to us."

"Right." The aide programmes in a few co-ordinates and presses some buttons. From above the CAMERA missile launchers, where their tips are visible in the murky water, ten or eleven small unmanned vehicles descend from launchers, heading towards the recon submarines and their decoys at about twelve knots, emitting very little sound as they cross the ocean...

* Of course they are, but we don't have some kind of uber-massive radar that can detect ships so far out in international waters.

Yurka

16-02-2006, 03:52

OOC: Mwah hah hah! Always have at least four backup plans. Since CAMERA almost assuredly has antennae somewhere, EMP hardening for the thing is probably unlikely.

IC:

The Agua R Class Submarines slowly spread out into a large circle as they came past the original area where the naval fleet had been struck so heavily. It appeared that they weren't being targetted, however the small recon submarines continued. They had one second purpose just in case something like this happened, and would not activate that scenario untill the first of the decoys or Aguas came into detection range for the slow moving objects. They would more than likely be considered slow moving torpedos, perhaps even nuclear weapons aimed for the fleet.

So with a quick amount of finesse all of the submarines and decoys immediately surfaced, still almost 400 km away from Czardas as they immediately opened up on the top, revealing that they were, in fact, armed. Along with these numerous antennae began to transmit what was going on, and to send a small group of Aguas forward with the next batch of Agua R's.

With that signal finished, twelve of the objects quickly fired four missiles towards Czardas and immediately began to submerge. The missiles were EMP, and were also EMP hardened against themselves. Should they be targetted they would go off one by one, hopefully the remainder of them exploding along the coastline and Tyriandor.

Freudotopia

17-02-2006, 03:18

The ocean west of Czardas...

Admiral Markus Krimmiel sat brooding in his quarters aboard the Pride of Slash as the massive supercarrier sailed through choppy seas to the west of Czardas. Recent events had taken a turn for the stranger. Only a few days ago, on the eve of a crucial naval battle, he had received direct orders from General Sinister himself to stand down and return all his ships to a blockade formation. The General had mentioned that the High Command wanted more time to conduct intelligence operations in and around Czardas before the inevitable invasion. For that reason, they wanted the fleet on standby rather than engaged in a massive furball. Krimmiel did not question his orders, but he wondered vaguely as to what had actually gone on in those few intervening days.

“No matter,” he said aloud. New orders had finally come through, and his armada was preparing for a direct attack on Czardas. He had been assured that there would be no change of plans this time. This time, battle would be joined in full. He relished the prospect, but he knew that much would have to be sacrificed before victory could be won.

The fleet consisted of 1560 fighting ships, plus supply and support vessels. Aboard the carriers were 20,000 aircraft, including the elite 110th Wing, the most decorated fighter group in the CAD. Within a few hours, the fleet and air forces would begin a bombardment several hours long, followed by an amphibious assault and para-drop. It would be quite the battle.

Krimmiel keyed for the bridge on the intercom. The voice of his second in command, Captain Jacobus Streycic, answered him.

“Admiral, your orders?”

“The bombardment is to begin within the hour, captain. I will be on the bridge shortly to personally oversee the attack. Complete the final status check. I want to read it when I get to the helm.”

“Yes, sir. As of right now, all systems are green. Weapons and personnel are at full readiness. The Army and Marine contingents are boarding their transports. We should be able to launch the invasion in two hours, maximum.”

“Good. I’ll be there momentarily.”

The admiral switched the intercom off and stood to leave. On the way out he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror and adjusted his cap slightly on his head. It simply would not do to go into battle in a sloppy state of dress.

On board every ship in Task Force Undertaker, sailors finished preparing for battle. Bridge crews sat at their stations, listening to their commanding officers’ instructions. Auto-loaders placed torpedoes, missiles, and shells into their launchers. The fleet began to disperse slightly into a bent diamond for bombardment.

On the carriers and supercarriers, pilots scrambled to their fighters and got airborne as fast as possible. Flight crews managed the takeoffs of hundreds of fighters and bombers, attack planes and helicopters.

Army and Marine soldiers filed into transports, which took their positions on the edge of the fleet, but still well within range of the larger ships’ defenses. Paratroopers trooped aboard huge C-131 Theseus transport planes. Everyone checked their gear, said goodbye to buddies in separate outfits, and checked their gear again. A grim aura hung over the soldiers, not because their morale was low, but because they had been trained to contemplate battle before committing themselves to the fight. Apart from small conversations here and there, the troops were mostly quiet.

Krimmiel strode onto the bridge and was saluted by Streycic. Once he had returned the salute, the admiral was offered several sheets of paper running down the current status of the fleet. He flipped through the reports. Everything checked out.

“What news from the Czardaians?”

“Nothing out of the ordinary, sir. No troop movements that would suggest they know about the invasion. No flurries of activities at any airports that we’ve seen. Everything looks normal over there.”

“Good. No need to give them more warning than we have to. We’ll be in range of their CAMERA system anyway once we move the fleet in. Remember, it is of the utmost importance to locate and control that installation once we have secured the surrounding area.”

“Understood, sir. General Pestor has already been informed of that objective.”

“Excellent. You may return to the battle preparations, Captain.”

“Yes, sir.”

For the benefit of the rest of the bridge crew, who had not been part of the formulation of the battle plan, the admiral sketched out a few simple diagrams, indicating key points to be bombarded from afar, or taken and held by ground forces. He also stressed that civilians were to be taken prisoner rather than killed, once troops had landed. He explained the coordination between the land, sea, and air strikes, and the goals of each group. He outlined landing points, and marked the defensive emplacements the fleet was aware of, but he reminded all present that there would be many surprises.

When he had given his officers an idea of how the battle would proceed, Krimmiel walked to the center of the bridge and sat in his command chair. He turned to Captain Streycic, seated to his right.

“Is my flagship ready, Captain?”

“The Pride of Slash is fully at your command, Admiral.”

At precisely 1200 hours local time, all attacking aircraft had been launched, with the exception of the troop carriers. A solid force of defensive fighters remained behind, but the majority of the planes formed into hundreds of smaller formations and swung en masse to the east, approaching the shore of Port Khufi at cruising speed. Some flew in front, others were slower. Bombers angled high into the upper atmosphere along with their fighter escorts, while other planes sped straight forward towards the horizon.

As the aircraft began to move off, Krimmiel gave the order to begin the bombardment. The ships in the fleet immediately launched the first of thirty volleys that would be fired over the next three hours. Missiles streaked off into the sky at various angles, and the big guns on each ship thundered with the launching of massive shells. After six minutes, all the ordnance of the first volley had been launched. A twenty second lapse ensued, while command crews observed the flight paths on radar and verified that everything was going as it was supposed to. Then the signal was given for the attack to proceed, and the second volley started.

OOC: Of course, Czardas, you don’t know that the bombardment will be followed by a land invasion. That will all come next post, or the post after that. Anyhow, here are some totals:

OVERALL:
From Superdreadnaughts: 15,000 SSMs, 1500 40" shells, 3,000 24" shells
From Battleships: 30,000 SSMs, 15,000 32" shells, 15,000 12" shells
From Cruisers: 6,000 SSMs, 3,000 12" shells
From Frigates: 12,000 SSMs, 12,000 12" shells
From Destroyers: 6,000 SSMs, 6,000 12" shells

TOTALS PER VOLLEY: (30 volleys)
40 ‘Havoc’ Sea-to-Surface missiles
36 ‘Meteor’ Bunker-Buster missiles
40" shells: 50 shells (25 MOAB, 25 depleted-uranium tipped)*
32" shells: 500 shells
24" shells: 500 shells
12" shells: 700 shells

The targets are: military defenses on the shores near Port Khufi (pillboxes, fortresses, visible bunkers, anti-aircraft emplacements, and other coastal batteries, etc.), a general bombardment of the city itself (generally the taller ones), and known military bases within thirty miles of Port Khufi.

*The ‘Titan’ 40" inch shell is constructed of steel and titanium alloys, carrying variable amounts of high-explosive. The MOAB version is essentially a fuel-air bomb in a shell. The bunker-busting version has a depleted uranium tip that allows it to penetrate up to twenty feet of solid concrete. Launched on a high trajectory at great velocity, the Titan is nearly unstoppable in full flight.

Finally, Czardas, has Port Khufi been evacuated of civilians? And if so, to what extent and to where?

Cheers.

Banduria

17-02-2006, 17:07

The Warmaster

18-02-2006, 03:35

[ooc: He's baaaaaaaack! Banduria returns! Sorry about that, RL is teh suxx0r...]

Official Imperial Communiqué to The Warmaster and allies, Heavily Encrypted

Greetings to our noble and glorious allies of the CAD! We are humbled by your great victory against the evil Czardaians and wish you the greatest of fortune and God's guidance in the land invasion. The situation with Scandavian States has been resolved, and Bandurian forces are ready for action if you find them necessary, whether to deal with Czardas or any of its allies. Please inform us if any other developments have occurred of which we should be aware.

Lord Antor Sampetra
Grand Field Marshal and Supreme Commander of the Bandurian Armed Forces

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Official Imperial Communiqué to Shenyang

We are dismayed and disappointed by your retreat from this righteous invasion; nonetheless, this could be bearable if it were not for your monetary aid to Czardas totaling $10 trillion. We would request that you withdraw this monetary aid immediately, otherwise we will consider you as giving aid to a hostile power and treat you as such. This could include any measures ranging from a breaking-off of diplomatic relations, to economic sanctions, to all-out war. You have been warned.

Charles Perian
Minister for Foreign Affairs

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[Amphibious Task Force 'Righteous Fury']

The Bandurian fleet was turning south once more. Grand Admiral Nausicus watched the passing sea from the bridge of the Decius Aurelius, reclining in his chair as usual and watching the tactical display of Czardas and the surrounding area. He smiled.

Czardas was facing an overwhelming attack from all sides. It was amazing that it had held out thus far, in fact. But once it did fall, Nausicus had no intention of letting it be divided among the various CAD nations. There was more than one reason why his battlefleet was returning to the Czardaian theatre...

He sent out a secure line to the Yurkan fleet, consisting of a few words.

<<< Once the birds are in their cage, launch the falcon. N.>>>

The Yurkan admiral would understand their meaning...

Then, of course, there was Shenyang. But what was Shenyang, in reality? It was no threat. Nausicus doubted a weak democracy such as Shenyang, even if it did follow sensible social policies, could possibly want war, especially with a strong military power such as the Imperium of Banduria itself.

The 1,900-strong fleet continued southwards at 28 knots, its flags flapping in the sea winds...

OOC: Great to have you back, though I hope you're not plotting behind my back to steal everything for yourself...:) And the rest is for you Czardas.

Lord Rahvin surveyed a map of the Czardaian northwest coast, the land that was now in the hands of the Legions. The Aurdanian spit was under Imperial control, and the Imperial fleet was unchallenged in the seas. Yurka and the Parthians were waging war in the north and south, respectively, and Freudotopia had finally begun its attack on Port Khufi. The plan was proceeding well, despite a few setbacks.

High Admiral Ludo Anor was on the phone line, waiting for Rahvin’s advice. The fleet no longer had anything to do, and Anor was willing to use his fleet as a mobile sea-based artillery battery, destroying coastal targets. Rahvin approved of this wholeheartedly; he could use this to raid behind enemy lines, disrupting supply, causing chaos, and hopefully causing the evacuation of more citizens. The fewer civilians in the way during the final smaller assaults, the better.

“Admiral?”

“Still here.”

“I ask that you bombard the city of Auru, northeast of here. It’s not a strategic target; but if you would destroy it, I would be much obliged. Razing it to the ground will remind the Czardaian people of what they are facing, divide them, and likely expose weakness in their defenses. But before you go...I sent a Ravager on a scouting mission yesterday; I told it to keep its detonation transmitter active at all times, and move very slowly. I found out that there are mines all over the place between Palma and Dera, and probably between Dera and Czarna as well. How many weapons do you have that could bombard the minefield from your current location?”

“Hmmm...the Colossus guns could do it. The 24" guns as well. Also the Abaddon missiles, the Pandemonium II’s, and the Rapiers. I don’t know about the rest. I’ll have the fleet ready to fire soon, if that’s what you want. Also, you should know that the air forces have finished repairs and have been reloaded again. They’d be able to support if you’re planning to bombard the ground.”

“Excellent. I’m going to have the artillery bombard the ground in a creeping barrage, with the Ravagers behind, along with infantry in case the Czardaians decide to attack. I doubt they will, but it’s always best to be safe. You coordinate your firing with the artillery. After that, I want the fleet and the aircraft to raze Auru.”

“Very good. Victorious out.”

In ten minutes, the artillery was set up and the ground forces ready to go. The firing computers onboard the battleships, Super-dreadnaughts, missile submarines, and cruisers were linked to those managing the artillery barrage.

The 24" guns and Colossus shells fired first. Across the horizon, a line of explosions sprouted, hurling tons of dirt into the air. The ground artillery began to open up as well, the explosions suddenly growing many times more numerous. A satellite image analysis would have revealed countless mines exploding among the detonation of the actual shells.

Anor had decided not to use the Abaddons; they were too expensive to use on minefields. Instead, he had substituted Harpoon missiles, which were just as able to reach the minefield. They and the Rapier missiles followed, while thousands of Pandemonium II’s streaked high into the sky before plummeting over the ground, completely flattening the ground for around a hundred yards each.

The ground forces advanced, the artillery fire always staying a little in front of them, in keeping with the tactic of the creeping barrage. Barbed wire was mangled and flattened by the explosions; other traps were set off prematurely, mines exploding where the were buried. The Ravagers, further, were routinely equipped with transmitters that broadcast detonation signals to mines beneath the battlefield, setting them off harmlessly before infantry could detonate them normally. Across the horizon, the titanic lines of explosions marched relentlessly on, and ahead of even that the horrific wasteland created by the Pandemonium II’s. The battlefield became a sea of disturbed dirt, pockmarked with massive craters. Small churches, evacuated farms, outlying industrial plants...all were consumed by the massive assault. Hours passed; the soldiers marched on through the night, the Ravager MBTs guarding them from the tiny, tiny fraction of mines that were missed by the creeping barrage. By five PM the next day, the barrage had ceased; Dera lay defenseless, its protection annihilated by the firestorm.

The commander of the 300,000 infantry that had followed radioed Lord Rahvin, telling him that the invasion corridor to Dera lay open. Minutes later, the Imperial Legions and their accompanying artillery began the march to join their task force outside Dera as fast as possible.

Marching through the night, they reached it at noon the following day. 12,000 Legionaries as well as 120 tanks remained to defend Palma, in the event of a Czardaian attack on the city, and the main overwhelming force of the Legions was concentrated outside Dera, waiting for the signal to attack.

Meanwhile the fleet, having ceased its bombardment, headed off at full speed toward Auru. Before the main body of the Legions had reached Dera, the fleet was within range of the city, and was preparing to fire. And at the command of High Admiral Anor, fire they did.

OOC: Czardas, what kinds of defenses are at Dera? I thought it would be kind of godmodish of me just to say there were none cause you haven’t said so yet and just march in. So is there anyone defending it? How many? That kind of stuff.

Totals: (3 volleys of the following)
Fired at the city of Auru: 57 Colossus shells, 48 24-inch shells, 1,104 6-inch shells, 1,224 Rapier missiles, 1,096 Spearhunter missiles, 884 Harpoon missiles, 58 Abaddon missiles, 9,072 Pandemonium II missiles.

Yurka

18-02-2006, 07:52

Yurka City II; Imperial War Room

"So Banduria has given us a message? Well we should pressure Czardas a bit more then..." The Emperor said with a smile as he leaned back in his chair, looking at the group in front of him. Some seemed to be a bit anxious or fearful, "The Czardaians will fall soon, rest assured. However we should get things ready for coming ashore... Can this be arranged?"

One of the Admirals rose and saluted, "We already have our navy mobilised. Tell me and I'll immediately launch two more fleets!"

"Thank you, Zarius. Now that House Agua has decided to lend their assistance in the matter, I can rest more easily. We'll need to list the troop's spirits, so go ahead and use her. I'm sure a few free concerts over at our military bases will boost morale more than enough to put up with waiting for CAMERA to fall..."

Port Agua

Karth Grimoire looked over at Admiral Zarius and saluted him as he boarded the massive prototype command submarine. Two more naval fleets would soon by at nearby Czardas, and to compensate for this, they would need to prepare the nation's air fields to make up for this. So much of the navy was currently being sent out or prepared for battle morale might start going low if there were any more casualties...

"There won't be though..." Karth said with a grin as he watched the massive submarine begin to submerge, disappearing beneath the waves to meet up with the rest of the fleet in Oceano, "There won't be."

---------Military in/heading for Czardas---------

-First Naval Fleet-
240 Agua Submarines
560 Agua S Class Submarines
62 Agua M Class Submarines
84 Agua R Class Submarines
48 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

-Second Naval Fleet-

2 Yurkan Super Dreadnoughts
3 Atlantis-Class Super Dreadnoughts
12 Alia Class Super-Carriers (220 Aircraft Each)
48 Herald Class Arsenal Ships
48 Zephyr Class Missile Ships (Anti-Air)
88 Shield Class Frigates
24 Personnel Carriers

120 Agua Submarines
12 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

-Third Naval Fleet (Will combine with first fleet upon arrival)-
3 Command Submarines
140 Agua Submarines
360 Agua S Class Submarines
42 Agua M Class Submarines
54 Agua R Class Submarines
28 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

-Fourth Naval Fleet (Will combine wtih second fleet upon arrival)-
1 Yurkan Class Super Dreadnought
10 Alia Class Super-Carriers (220 Aircraft Each)
44 Herald Class Arsenal Ships
44 Zephyr Class Missile Ships (Anti-Air)
66 Shield Class Frigates
20 Personnel Carriers

140 Agua Submarines
12 Sanscion Class Nuclear Submarines

Intracircumcordei

19-02-2006, 19:26

OOC: Did I miss a memo where it was explained how SONAR is used to track aircraft? Because if someone could explain that then I'd appreciate it.

Welll if you need to know...

http://72.14.207.104/search?q=cache:eRzIzcq8m5YJ:www.etl.noaa.gov/ams_measurement/2003SC_SMOI_2.ppt+atmospheric+sound+propagation+%22sonar%22&hl=en&gl=ca&ct=clnk&cd=5

The Warmaster

20-02-2006, 18:25

OOC: Bump to keep this moving...Czardas, no pressure, but please have your responses up soon...I respect how it takes a long time but nothing happens until you reply, so...

Mauvasia

21-02-2006, 02:51

Dûriandor, Mauvasia military harbours, pocket superdreadnought IMRS Foxhound. 0830 hours

Ensign Joseph K. Fierman rubbed his chin and stared thoughtfully at the man opposite him. The other man was a Fleet Admiral in the MIRNa's Third Fleet, and commander of the ship. Why exactly the MIRNa had chosen to name the ship after a common type of dog was unknown, but that was really their call. Fierman looked across the low blue lights contrasting sharply with the bright tactical radar displays along walls, the dimly lit command room, and back to his commander's softly pastelled features, the not quite clean-shaven face, hardened with war.

Sir Alexander Lloyd straightened up and sighed, looking around at his bridge crew, his eyes resting for a moment on the young blond ensign before he spoke. "Well, chaps, looks like this is it."

Silence, although they knew what was coming.

"We've been ordered to the Czardaian coast immediately. We are officially there from a 'neutral nation' in order to observe the conflict to make sure no civilians are harmed. If we are attacked, it's war."

Lieutenant Francis piped up, "Sir, if it does come to war, what good can we do? Most of the enemy forces have fleets larger than our entire navy."

"Ah... but once they have landed on Czardaian soil, we can trap them between our forces and Czardas's," the Admiral explained, walking to one of the tactical displays and counting the ships. It seemed a pitifully meagre number in comparison to the massive fleets besieging Czardaian soil. But Lloyd was an experienced strategist and sailor, matched by none in the MIRNa.

A young officer about Fiermann's age, Rear Adm. Shoreman Fraser of the battleship Dairmont—communicating with the Foxhound's bridge via a viewscreen on one wall—said, "Well Sir... I can say that the 3rd Battle Group is behind you all the way."

More voices began to add themselves to the chorus from other viewscreens, each displaying the face of another officer commanding another battlegroup.

"The Seventh Battle Group's coming along for the ride!"

"The First will stand steadfast!"

"The Fourth Group won't fail you!"

Sir Alexander Lloyd grinned at the sound of his loyal sailors' voices and said, "So are we all ready to go?"

"Yes, sah!"

His voice altered to that of the seasoned commander as he spoke into the link connecting all of the ships awaiting departure.

"All crews to launch stations... Prepare for castoff on my mark."

The bridge crew scurried to their location as the gates of the harbour opened, preparing to spew forth the great Mauvasian Navy. Throughout the docks, the same scene was being repeated on other ships, as the last soldiers climbed aboard the transports accompanying each group and the long-awaited moment was felt creeping up on the sailors, the troops, the crowds waiting tensely outside.

"Mark one."

On cue, the powerplants of the Mauvasian fleet burst into life as one, roaring a song of power to the sky and sea as the ships headed out of the narrow bay enclosed on three sides by Mauvasian land... Cheering erupted from the crowds on shore and nine large artillery cannons fired in order. Sir Alexander Lloyd heard their rumble from the bridge as he watched the shore disappear in the distance, the fleet heading out into open sea.

In the centre of the formation were the troop transports and aircraft carriers, surrounded by a protective wall of battleships and the superdreadnought, while the middle ring consisted of cruisers, destroyers, and frigates. Smaller corvettes and patrol boats made up the outermost ring of the diamondlike formation, while submarines trundled along beneath the waves.

The MIRNa was on the move.

Czardas

22-02-2006, 00:47

Yurka

The forty-eight EMP missiles are detected by Tyriandor's still active defenses, and fire is returned with several hundred small ABMMs, launched from launchers positioned around the TNCC. The missiles begin hitting the incoming ballistic missiles after a short trip at Mach 4, disintegrating into small flechettes that bombard the missiles, ripping them apart and destroying them. A few do manage to detonate before they can be totally destroyed, but they are too far away to do any damage to the Czardaian coast.

Meanwhile, the UUVs have sped up, approaching sixteen knots as they float a few meters above the seafloor. They are now a hundred kilometers from the Yurkan submarines and closing, fast.

Freudotopia

Port Khûfi, while in times of peace housing up to 100,000 civilians, has been converted into a single massive fortress. Its formidable EMP defenses, using the same technology employed aboard the AAWACs (ANEMB jamming), are capable of removing missiles from the sky in swaths, while its CIWS guns and missile batteries, along with CAMERA, can provide protection and return fire against anything else.

As the first signs of the missile launch are detected, klaxons and air sirens go off. The citizens of Port Khûfi have been evacuated to underground bunkers or other cities out of the danger zone, and the bridges leading off the island are clogged with traffic as citizens try to get out of the area in time. Even as they go, missiles and shells begin raining down on the city and its defenses, getting through the many defenses. Several hundred unlucky citizens are killed, but the vast majority manage to escape in safety to south of Czarna or even farther east, some transported from the wreckage in helicopters or Pelican transport planes. Volley after volley rains down, but the Czardaians are ready.

During the first few volleys, co-ordinates are being programmed in Port Khûfi's control centre. In the 20-second space between the fourth and fifth volleys, CAMERA springs into life, its launchers spewing forth thousands of AX-2 missiles (as described above). The water boils and bubbles as the missiles burst out of the water in a single grand line of foam, sea-skimming at Mach 3 towards their targets with their 3D thrust vectoring enabling them to maneuver out of the way of encroaching missiles or towards smaller ships. Some 80 km from their targets, each missile appears to detonate, releasing a torpedo armed with a keelbreaker warhead which descends into the depths and shoots back up into the hull, a single one packing enough punch to send a battleship to Davy Jones's locker. CAMERA launches a total of 12,500 missiles of this type before switching to other ordnance; its other launchers fire 21,000 AX/R-71 cruise missiles, which ascend into low earth orbit out of most SAM range before plummeting back down towards their targets, reaching a projected terminal velocity of Mach 14. The skies burn as the missiles rocket through the stratosphere at Mach 2.7, then beginning to drop towards the Freudotopian fleet.

EMP will be useless, as the missiles will simply drop towards the sea, using their kinetic energy instead of explosives to destroy their targets.

The Warmaster

[ooc:] Dera is mostly undefended, so it doesn't really have anyone guarding it. It has been evacuated though. Aurú has not been evacuated, just so you know.

[ic:]

The Imperial troops approaching Dêra would not be able to get away with their prize so easily. Some thirty kilometers away lies Port Khûfi and all the defenses that come with it. Port Khûfi is home to several guns—big guns. Like 305mm and 406mm railguns, 635mm ETC cannons, and even four 1000mm guns, massive behemoths equipped with elaborate cooling systems and protection to avoid being completely blown apart by the recoil every time they fire.

In addition, only 33,500 of the CAMERA launchers have been used. As these turn on Freudotopian forces, many of the other 20,000-odd angle upwards and plot their trajectory as the force massing outside Dêra, firing a total of 8,500 cruise missiles armed with cluster munitions towards the field. Intelligence has shown that few planes are in the air to launch countermeasures, and most of the fleet has gone north to Aurú, leaving little but SAMs and the artillery of the troops to defend against the missiles. They shoot into the sky at Mach 4, ascending almost into LEO and cruising for about thirty seconds before dropping down once more towards the outposts near the abandoned city of Dêra.

But the Warmasterians have inflicted terrible casualties on the Czardaian people already...

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Aurú, provincial capital of some municipality whose borders have been long since forgotten, and its environs house close on a million inhabitants. While far from a large metropolis in comparison with Czarna's 25 million, Dorándor's 18 million and Mariosz's 10 million—to say nothing of the millions of Palma and its suburbs who are fleeing north or east—Aurú still manages to be a bustling city on most days.

Today appears to be no different, so far. Czardaian citizens flood the streets, getting into occasional fights over political or physical matters, while in a few cafés sit would-be philosophers attempting to debate the merits of various civil and political rights while stoned, which naturally does not work out all too well. A few protests clog back streets as drivers honk their horns.

An unnamed woman walks up to a friend of hers in a bookstore, browsing through the paneling for something on managing teenagers. She shows her the title of a book she picked up.

"'The Last Days of Our Lives', by John somebody-or-other? What's it about?" The friend leafs through the book dispassionately.

"Some argument against using nuclear power, I think," the first woman says.

Her friend stares at her oddly before finally saying, "I wonder... what would you do if today were the last day of your life?"

She thinks for a moment before saying, "Hmmm.... well, I'd gather my family and friends around me, so I could talk to them... for my last hours I'd probably take some kind of stimulant so I won't realize that I'm dying... put on some nice music..." She shrugs. "How should I know? And... why do you ask?"

The friend shudders and responds, "I... well, this is probably going to sound crazy to you, but you know how sometimes I get these odd feelings? Like, premonitions? Well, I'm getting something like that now... a feeling of... well, impending doom. Isn't that ridiculous?"

The two women pause for a moment and burst out laughing together. Laughter that is cut off abruptly as the alarm klaxons positioned throughout the city start wailing, and the air begins to scream with the sound of hundreds of missiles and shells slicing through it towards their targets.

The psychology of crowds is always a highly unusual phenomenon. For reasons as yet unknown to neuroscientists, in an emergency—especially an obviously life-threatening one to large groups of people—fit several categories. Many people appear to devolve into a state of preternatual calmness, as though nothing whatsoever seems to matter—unafraid of the danger to come, and thus failing to depart in time. Some people gain remarkable qualities of leadership already latent, reaching a plane of calm reasoning, similarly unafraid but able to lead others into safety.

The vast majority, however, simply panic.

The disaster at Aurú is caused primarily by that. An analysis after the fact showed that there were a number of basements and subterranean bomb shelters that people could have evacuated to the moment the sirens commenced, which could have saved up to 250,000 lives. Instead, people simply stand on the streets, stupefied, or run wildly in massive mobs, blasted apart by the missiles, shells, and bombs swiftly approaching. Massive skyscrapers topple over, destroying smaller buildings, and suburban houses are ripped apart, craters plowing them into rubbish heaps. To the paramedic and rescue teams that arrive a few minutes too late, the place is a hell: fires raging everywhere, the streets strewn with mangled and burned corpses, wreckage littered all over the place. A lone infant that somehow has managed to survive lies screaming for his parents near the crater that once was his house, their bodies reduced to ash.

No-one will ever know for sure how many died in the Aurú bombardment. But all in all, less than thirty thousand residents of the city are left alive after the attack dies down. Rather than dividing the Czardaians, the razing of Aurú serves only to unify them more—many civilians until now never believed the CAD would be dastardly enough to ruthlessly murder others of their kind...

A last message is broadcasted from the city by an unknown transmitter before all communications with it are lost. They are set to the frequency of the Warmasterian fleet, although they reach the rest of the nation as well, and other parts of the world, eventually. But it is a weak transmission, sloppily encoded, shaky, some words unintelligible...

>>> I hope you're quite satisfied with the great victory you've won over innocent men and women and children... because the world at large will not be. You've killed over five hundred thousand peopl e, and I fail to see how anyone can still find this acceptable. But we're sure about one thing—there is no way in hell any of you are going to get away with this. Even if it means the death of all Czardas... no CAD flag will ever be raised over Czardaian soil until every single citizen of Czardas is dead..... [static] ... remember ... [static] ... we ... [static] <<<

The rest is silence.

The Warmaster

23-02-2006, 21:18

The Czardaian cluster cruise missiles are a deadly threat, and the Imperium responds with all speed. Luckily, the Imperial aircraft had not accompanied the fleet to Auru, and so were able to begin a race to intercept these missiles before they can spread ruin among the Imperial ground forces, who are even now taking possession of Dera.

The same armament that had struck at the Czardaian aircraft over Palma now raced from the planes again, this time to intercept enemy missiles. 80mm rockets...Overlord AAMs...AIM-9 rockets...thousands of them blacken the sky, and the staccato bursts of the explosions of missiles in midair punctuate the fall of the city. SAMs respond as well, hurling missiles into the air, but despite all their efforts, some shells make it through, and five tanks are destroyed and two hundred infantry killed.

High Lord Rahvin, gazing at maps and displays in his command post, thought hard. Sacred Emperor Lucifer had communicated with him recently and made his directives clear. Anor's attack on Auru had succeeded, perhaps too well, and his job was to build on that success.

Within hours, the vast force had withdrawn from the city, leaving a massive gauntlet of mines, improvised traps, and other tricks. They marched overland to a central location, well outside the defenses of Czarna and within easy reach of both Dera and Senazkerkia.

OOC: Senazkerkia is that city east of Dera, right? At the time I'm writing this I don't have the map (though it is available elsewhere; I didn't want to wait to post), so if its something else, tell me please. I'd also like to know if, like Dera, it's undefended. And I'm working on a dramatic post about that radio message...give it time.

Yurka

23-02-2006, 23:59

The Yurkan Recon Submarines quickly relayed the information to the rest of the fleet of the impending craft. Less than a second afterward a group of twenty Aguas rushed forward to intercept the small unmanned craft before they could reach the S Aguas. Following this the Recon Submarines, and their decoys, slowly dived and waited. They would remain there and deliver messages of any torpedos or the like, risking their lives for the Empire. Truly an admirable endeavor in the mind of the common soldier.

As the group of twenty Aguas moved forward quickly, they would keep their sonar ready, and would easily be able to detect the fast moving objects and launch volleys of torpedos of two per submarine, or roughly fourty from their maximum range. If they missed they could always immediately fire the other two that they had constantly prepped.

Imperial Admiral Zeith Branca looked over at his comrade from the Command Submarine, Admiral Arilia Deus, nodding at the large screen, "So its settled. Let operation inferno begin! Let them feel the terror of the wolves at their gate!"

"But of course Imperial Admiral Zeith Branca." The woman said with a smile as she broke into a bow and turned to the crew behind her, "Have the S Aguas launch immediately! At this range we'll be safe from the missiles, and any of those torpedos, if they can reach us, will be detected in advance!"

It would be a terrifying sight for anyone to behold, as immediately 920 black silhouette burst from the surface and began firing a massive cruise missile strike on the coastline, most of them aimed for Tyriandor and anywhere that they suspected military personnel or CAMERA devices to be most compact. All together 11,076 missiles would be fired in the first wave, twelve from each Agua S submarine, twenty-four from the three command submarines. If any counter attack was detected, they would immediately dive once again as far as possible to protect themselves. If not... Well eventually Czardas would crack. They simply had to play a waiting game, and if they required it they could leave and restock interchangably.

The Parthians

24-02-2006, 02:00

Beach Alpha

The disposable units were hit heavily, over 740 men were killed in the first few minutes of landing on the beaches, about twelve of the vehicles initially sent were destroyed in the barrage, but the Arab divisions continued forward, moving in towards the land above with the T-72s and BMP-2s continuing suppressive fire, artillery batteries on shore responded, 155mm batteries fired away at the artillery hitting the beach while the ships on shore continued to join in, using the positions of artillery as targets for 25 inch shells of the superdreadnoughts and for a target for the multitudes of unguided rockets.

Captian Hassan Al-Moutli charged up the ramp with his squad in tow, watching as the M-47 AT missile from his heavy weapons man flew off towards a Czardaian tank. Bullets tore around him, hitting into the ground and the people around him. Reaching for his AK-47, he fired in bursts at positions, knowing he could probably not hit anything, and that he was doomed to die, then, from the corner of his eye, he could see the Martyrs' force, dozens of light vehicles packed with C-4 explosvies drove in on Czardaian lines, hoping to detonate on their positions and open a gap for the other third-rate divisions to exploit.

Task Force Shahanshahi

Parthia's fleet prepared for the oncoming barrage, unleashing storms of FAE missiles at the oncoming swarms. Most of the missiles were destroyed upon moving in, but others were not. Several hundred torpedoes were moving in rapidly, forcing similar numbers of torpedoes designed to intercept other topedoes to move in, using active sonar to hit them before they could destroy the vessels. Only over 100 guided weapons were left after the missile barrages and counter-torpedoes, but they had to be dealt with, the centrifuge driven metal wall system, spraying both the sea and skies to try and destroy the missiles and torpedoes helped to reduce losses, limiting the number of destroyed vessels to two destroyers and a trio of frigates. The shells, however, were a different matter, sinking over 5 vessels with their massive payload. Now, the Parthians simply concentrated on the planes and the shore, firing over 1,500 SAMs at the oncoming airplanes while F-78s moved to intercept. 5,500 rockets from arsenal ships fired at the shore, equipped with FAE warheads, they would help cut a slice into the Czardaian defenses.

The Warmaster

25-02-2006, 01:56

Sacred Emperor Lucifer scowled as he listened to the playback. The radio message had been received by High Admiral Anor minutes after the destruction of Auru...and it was very likely it had reached the rest of Czardas. Problem was, it seemed like the kind of thing that would inspire them, and very likely they would broadcast it on TV, radio, and post it on the Internet...anything to prove the so-called “evil” of the Imperium.

Lord Regent Seth Jamaane sat next to him, and Imperator Jakran Vuell stood beside him. As the message finished, Seth stopped the playback and looked the Sacred Emperor right in the eye.

“Lucifer, they’re going to turn this into a media circus. I don’t think the argument that we’re defending our honor in Czardas will make much sense to an angry world. Infidels get angry over the strangest things...but the fact remains that most people will regard this as an unnecessary atrocity, instead of a legitimate military strike.”

“You’re right. They will. There’s not that much I can do about it, Seth. I can’t directly control the opinions of the Czardaian people. What I can do is broadcast an address, though, which is exactly what I’ll do.”

“Divine One, you’re on in 5...4...3...” The cameraman then held up two fingers, then one, and then pointed straight at Lucifer, standing before a podium in one of the studios inside the Imperial Palace. It was time to begin.

“Citizens of the Imperium and of the world, greetings from Korronis. I come before you tonight to address a concern that I believe has the potential to generate ignorant hatred across the world. I refer to the recent Imperial bombardment of Auru.

“I will not shy from the facts. The Imperial fleet off the shore of Czardas opened fire on the city of Auru, killing almost all citizens living there. It is impossible to say how many people were really killed; the wreckage has buried the corpses of many forever.

“Why, you may ask yourself? Why does a country commit such a crime, such an atrocity, spilling blood in tides? The Imperium is at war. Auru was a civilian population, true; it was undefended. Yet Auru was a legitimate military target. The destruction of Auru served its purpose: namely, to remind the Czardaian government of several things. That they are in a war for their survival. That despite their grand talk of democracy, they have not adequately protected their people. That we will do what we must. The destruction of Auru serves a higher purpose; to communicate to Czardas the nature of war.

“The Imperial way is one of honor. Czardas violated that honor, and the sanctity of the Empire, by taking military action to destroy our way of life. The gods gave us victory, and we are now waging holy war on the profane soil of Czardas. Imperial honor has been violated many times through history, always with disastrous results for those foolhardy enough to do such a thing. The gods demand, if not the extermination of the Czardaians, vengeance in blood, offered as a sacrifice in the temple of war.

“The war will continue. It must continue. I ordered the deaths of countless civilians; I have my reasons and have explained them. Just because these people were not protected by their own soldiers does not mean that I must protect them as well. They are infidels, birthed in sin and dishonor, raised in weakness. From cradle to grave their souls wither in their godless land. Ar-Pharazon the Destroyer calls to me, tells me to do what must be done. I have a divine mandate to rule the Imperium well. I have no such duty to spare the lives of the faithless. The destruction of Auru was not murder. It was justice. It sent hundreds of thousands of Czardaians to the damnation that awaits them all in the end. The Seven Hells wait with jaws open; the Fourth Hell is reserved for infidels, and Moloch the Prince of Cruelty reigns with terror over those forsaken souls.

“I have nothing more to say. Imperial honor and the will of the gods demanded the destruction of Auru. I must maintain both and I will. Whisper of the cruelty of the Imperium if you will, but do not hinder us.”

There was silence in the studio.

Then the room erupted in applause.

The Warmaster

27-02-2006, 03:13

bump

The Warmaster

28-02-2006, 17:34

OOC: Czardas, I figure there's been plenty of time since I last posted (anything important, that is), so I'm doing this to advance the plot some. If this seems unreasonable to you, tell me, but I’m going to assume otherwise that Senazkerkia is undefended. After all, Dera was, and it held a much more strategic position.

IC: Lord Rahvin turned off his handheld computer and gazed at the strategic display, calling up a map showing Czarna and the Czardaian defenses that were known outside it, as well as their current location, out of artillery and most missile range, as well as the small city of Senazkerkia which was, by contrast, not only well within the reach of the Legions, but defenseless...

Sacred Emperor Lucifer had had a vision from the Torturer and the Destroyer, two of the Imperium's principal gods. They had instructed him what to do, and even Lucifer did not question the gods. It was up to Rahvin to do the work of the gods among mortals.

Tapping a communications officer on his shoulder, Rahvin instructed him to pass on an order from him commanding 1.2 million Legionaries, as well as several thousand tanks and LAVs, attack helicopters, and 4,000 Immortals to advance on Senazkerkia. All artillery but the SAMs were to cover the advance and be ready to destroy the city at Rahvin=s command. The aircraft were finally nested in ground-based airstrips to the north, and 1,000 of them at least were kept in the air at all times. Rahvin ordered eight of the stealth bombers to fly over Senazkerkia and be ready to unleash their deadly payloads on it, again at his word. He also had High Admiral Anor prepare his missile submarines and their Pandemonium II missiles.

Then he ordered a secure telephone line be readied to the Senazkerkia city hall.

"Councilors-or whatever your title is, I have no time for pleasantries-your city is in the way of Imperial forces. By the divine edict of Sacred Emperor Lucifer, I declare Senazkerkia and all its people to be subject to Imperial law by right of conquest. I warn you, refusal to obey me will result in the destruction of your city and the mass murder of your civilians. I daresay you have heard of the devastation of Auru. Such a fate, I can assure you, will befall Senazkerkia unless you accept Imperial occupation and comply with the following directives.

"Firstly, all police or security forces of any kind must surrender their weapons, vehicles, and body armor, as well as any other items deemed necessary by field commanders, to the Legions. Secondly, all adults and children must gather in the prefabricated prison camps that we have erected northeast of the city. You will find that one is farther north than the other; this is for women only. Men will be moved to the camp farther south. A third is the closest to the main body of the Legions; this camp is for all below the age of eighteen. In all cases they will be placed under the guard of a task force of Legionaries, as well as Immortals, War-Priests, tanks, and attack helicopters. Resistance will therefore be met with slaughter. Finally, failure to comply with these directives will result in the annihilation of your city. Good day, gentlemen. You have been assimilated."

Rahvin cut the call before the men could respond, then began to record a message.

"Gentlemen of the Czardaian government:

"You are likely not aware of this, but the city of Senazkerkia is now under Imperial military control. Its population has been disarmed and placed into camps under the guard and supervision of the Legions. If you attempt to rescue them, I will order all of them killed. If they resist, I will order all of them killed. And if you do not declare a cease-fire and hear our terms within seven days, I will order all of them killed. And if I have to kill them for any reason, I will destroy the city itself as well. For the sake of 100,000 lives, I hope you take me seriously. Auru has been wiped off the map; all its citizens have been killed. It will happen again...unless you acquiesce to our demands. By a cease-fire, understand that I mean you must deactivate the CAMERA grids in Port Khufi and Tyriandor and cease harassing Parthian forces. Gentlemen, I think I have made my purpose clear: be prepared to hear Imperial terms within seven days, or be responsible for the deaths of one hundred thousand men, women, and children. And I assure you...I will do it."

Once the internment of the hostages was complete, the video/audio message would be sent to the Czardaian government. Rahvin rather enjoyed imagining the faces of the infidels when they saw it.

OOC: Don't forget that the actual prisoners have no idea that they will be used as bargaining chips.

Czardas

28-02-2006, 19:38

[ooc:] Actually, Senazkerkia is at the base of the foothills of the mountain range splitting Czardas in half, surrounded by thick forests with few roads, and highly rocky terrain. Thus, you'd be under attack from ill-armed militia groups and such; in fact, I might RP a few of those with your permission.

Also, Senazkerkia is actually a very small and unimportant town with only about 25,000 citizens, so I strongly suggest you edit the figure of 100,000; however, with how inaccurate the censuses (?) tend to be in Czardas, it could be believed by Czardaian government officials with a reasonable degree of ignorance.

[ic:]

The Warmasterians appear to forget about one thing, perhaps something they had never known about: Czardasnet. The primary means of connecting the country, Czardasnet is a vast online forum, on which every Czardaian citizen of age is registered, to debate and discuss various bills proposed by the Council of 400, or just chat about various things. Long before the Imperial troops reach Senazkerkia, citizens in other nearby towns are already warning the Senazkerkians of the encroaching armies across the secure forum, as satellites track the movement from on high. Most of the people of Senazkerkia receive the warnings or are notified by friends or neighbors, and begin to flee, taking little with them, some with weapons legal under the Concealed Carry laws; the city police and a small detachment of soldiers stationed at the city also flee the area.

By the time the message reaches Senazkerkia's City Hall, almost nobody is left to hear it. The vast majority of citizens have long since fled into the mountains or foothills, some by car, many on foot. The mountains are wild, untamed, and impassable; the Imperial troops will find an empty city, devoid of life, their bargaining chips gone. Due to the wireless mesh networks covering most of Czardas, a Council member with a laptop computer fortunately manages to transmit a message concerning the mass evacuation of Senazkerkia across cyberspace to assorted officials, which is then forwarded to the upper levels of the government, passed on to someone else, debated, discussed...

Soon more villages closer to the mountains have heard of the militia movement and begin to gather in groups, collecting weapons. Small divisions of the Czardaian volunteer armies also form up in the foothills, in the areas impassable by enemy troops.

However, even as Senazkerkia is evacuated, Foreign Minister Alhoun is drafting a message to The Warmaster's Lord Rahvin from the relocated government headquarters in Mjenaz....

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To: The Sacred Empire of The Warmaster, Plutocratic Shahdom of Parthia, Eternal Empire of Yurka, Ruthless Imperium of Freudotopia, Holy Indomitable Imperium of Banduria

As we realise that this conflict cannot be brought to its conclusion without tremendous loss of life, military assets, and money for both sides, we wish to avert such a disaster, and invite all foreign powers in Czardas to a peace conference to be held in Czarna, during which an unconditional cease-fire for both sides will be observed. I urge all nations to at least consider this, as Czardas is still far from capitulation and a longer assault will deplete your treasuries, harm the economies, and possibly arouse discontent with your citizens, along with killing thousands of your soldiers.

~ Kari Alhoun, Czardaian Foreign Minister
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Yurka

28-02-2006, 20:20

OOC: This will more or less take place after the bombardment of Tyriandor, since it hasn't been responded to. I won't say damages though, as I'll leave that up to your nation. Though seeing as they're submerged I'm more or less sure that cruise missiles haven't been fired, and if they have they would simply dive as low as possible to be safer. The aguas intercepting the unmanned vehicles can be responded to as well, it wouldn't affect the post anyway.

IC:

Imperial Admiral Zeith Branca sat back in the chair of the Command submarine as the plea was sent to him, after being cleared by the Yurkan Obelisk. They could never be too careful with messages from the enemy, and after the recent salvos launched at Tyriandor, the naval fleet was feeling more or less assured of victory after the attack. Though when the message was sent, it was Branca's duty to more or less think such a thing over, especially with what was currently going on.

"From this vantage point... Victory for us is assured, and with the steadily mounting casualties of our allies and enemy the plan is slowly working..." He muttered to himself, contemplating one of the scenarios given to him. The white haired man leaned back and stared up at the ceiling with a sigh, "Hmm... To surrender would be well and good... It would mean we can assist in the Preta Assault..."

After a few minutes of thinking this over, the command submarine subtly surfaced and send a message to the WarMasters, while as of yet not responding directly to Czardas. There was a double meaning behind the message, as his naval force could easily be used elsewhere, but he would show honor in the fact that he would not leave the battle untill a decisive victory in some form presented itself.

Imperial Message to The WarMasters
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Greetings from the Yurkan Naval Fleet. While we will not flatly request you to refuse this peace conference, we would like it to be known that the damage taken to our nations must be paid for by the Czardaians. Needless to say, was it not they who attacked you? Make sure that should such a meeting transpire, that reparations for these nefarious deeds be included.

Sincerely,
Zeith Branca

Freudotopia

28-02-2006, 20:55

OOC: Czardas, I don't see how you can keep evacuating every city the Warmaster attacks. Just make a list of every city of 25,000 citizens or above (in the area that the war is taking place) and post it. I think we're all tired of bombarding a city and then being told that its empty and therefore we've wasted a bunch of ammo.

For that matter, how can you have evacuated all these cities, apparently long before the troops arrive, and continue to run your war effort efficiently. Your people must be filling up whatever refugee camps you've constructed, and must also be flooding into foreign countries, overseas colonies, etc, at least judging by what you've been posting. Without a civilian population in the areas in and around the warzone, how can you run a war? If I have to assume that none of your cities besides Czarna are still inhabited, I will also assume that you have no infrastructure, no local resource production, and no manner of feeding and clothing your soldiers without transporting all materials and personnel into the area, at great expense.

Freudotopia

28-02-2006, 21:22

The Warmasterians appear to forget about one thing, perhaps something they had never known about: Czardasnet. The primary means of connecting the country, Czardasnet is a vast online forum, on which every Czardaian citizen of age is registered, to debate and discuss various bills proposed by the Council of 400, or just chat about various things. Long before the Imperial troops reach Senazkerkia, citizens in other nearby towns are already warning the Senazkerkians of the encroaching armies across the secure forum, as satellites track the movement from on high. Most of the people of Senazkerkia receive the warnings or are notified by friends or neighbors, and begin to flee, taking little with them, some with weapons legal under the Concealed Carry laws; the city police and a small detachment of soldiers stationed at the city also flee the area.

OOC: Alright. Ïf the Warmaster doesn't know about something and you introduce it into the RP in order to deliberately thwart him, that violates the spirit of the RP. I can't speak for Warmaster, but if you did that to me, I'd be pretty displeased. How about this: since you like introducing new stuff in the middle of the RP, stuff no one but you has heard about, I came up with a compromise. You can do that, but you cannot use that particular bit of technology, weaponry, etc. in the situation or area you posted it in. For example, you can use this 'Czardasnet' after the situation in Senakerkia is resolved, but not before. You cannot use it anywhere else in the country, either. This way, you can introduce all the stuff, but it doesn't screw up all our plans and piss us off, and we're forewarned until next time, when you can use it.

The Warmaster

28-02-2006, 21:26

OOC:
1. About Senazkerkia's population: All right. It doesn't make that much of a difference. If you want I can differentiate between the number I have and the number I'm telling them I have, but if what I'm saying is quadruple what's true, I don't think I can stretch the truth that far. Realistically.

2. I think Freudotopia is right. Not to mention, can you take the crippled with you? The elderly? Can you haul them over hill and dale (not to be poetic or anything)? The only real safety for them is behind Czardaian lines at Czarna; 25,000 refugees can't outrun attack helicopters, not to mention artillery and tank shells. They have to move on foot; you can't drive a car into "wild, untamed, and impassable" regions. Impassable. Ahem. And if a car can get through it, tanks sure as hell can. Even if they do run to Czarna, that would mean crossing in front of the Imperial position, something that would be rather foolish. Also, satellites would be able to pick up the fact the Senazkerkia was empty easily; missing the body heat of tens of thousands of people is unlikely.

And Czardasnet? Where did this come from? (Though that's not my real problem) And let's be realistic-how many people are left to go online and warn Senazkerkia, at least in the areas nearby where people would know to do so? Remember, Palma was evacuated, Aurdania completely destroyed, the ground between Palma and Czarna utterly annihilated, along with everything in the way of that bigass bombardment. Who is left?

Running is feasible. But the way you're doing it is not. Taking EVERYONE is impossible; like I said, the elderly, sick, and other small fractions of the population couldn't follow. Taking cars is impossible, if it's as rocky and "impassable" as you say. Thus they have no hope of outrunning pursuing Imperial forces, who, angered by their resistance, would likely kill them all. Their only place of safety to run to is Czarna, and to run there means cutting across ground held by the Imperium, easy targets. Freudotopia's already asked this...but where are these people going, specifically? They can't just vanish, and like I just said, Czarna is their only sanctuary...across No Man's Land, as it were. Also, saying that they're going to refugee camps effectively does make them vanish, because I don't know where these camps are and thus I can't interact with them. Finally, satellites also could not miss the actual mass exile from Senazkerkia. Recon crews back in Korronis (or the mobile command centers accompanying the Legions) would inform Rahvin of this, and he would have mobile units like helicopters and LAVs intercept the refugees, stopping them. (It's completely unrealistic to say that 25,000 people would swarm over hundreds, at least, of armored vehicles and helicopters. They would be slaughtered, likely at no cost to the Legions, and they would know it. And finally, militia? Out of these roughly 25,000 people, let's say one-fourth are adult, able-bodied men. They could form a militia...I guess...but how will they get their weapons? A largely pacifistic state like yours (no offense) seems unlikely to be the type to say they have weapon caches scattered around the landscape for times like these.

And I'm working on the whole peace-conference thing; but since the Senazkerkia issue would be the center around which such a meeting revolves, I figure we should get that straightened out first.

IC: OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC COMMUNIQUE:

To Yurka:

Rest assured that we do not ignore your part in this glorious battle. We wish to clarify that our attack on Senazkerkia is not due to a pacifistic wish for the Imperium and its allies to cease-fire; however, it may be possible to establish victory through a presentment of terms as well. Surely it is beginning to become obvious to the Czardaians that victory is impossible through military force. It seems to us reasonable to present this fact to them, and one never knows; they may surrender then. If not, rest assured the war will continue, and you shall not be denied your glory.

His Divine Majesty, Sacred Emperor Lucifer of Domain Halcyon

The Warmaster

02-03-2006, 19:28

OOC: This post has two parts. If you’ve decided to have the refugees move into the forests, read the second part. If they’re fleeing to Czarna, the relevant part is the first. If in the second, I talk about the ‘column’, I mean the forests and stuff. Sorry. I can correct that if necessary.

IC: Lord Rahvin cursed as he looked at the tactical display. The Senazkerkians were on a mass exodus out of the city; it was likely they hadn’t even received his message. He had a message from the Czardaian government inviting the Imperium to sit at a peace conference. That had been forwarded to the Sacred Emperor; such a decision belonged in his hands. Rahvin’s task was to cut off the refugees. Pressing a button that immediately broadcast his words to his field officers, Rahvin issued his orders.

(First Part)
“All attack helicopters are to move to intercept the refugees. Do not open fire on them until I give the command, however, you will spread out over the column and prepare to fire on them, at which point I will give you further instructions. All artillery and heavy armor, target the refugees. The Second Battalion of the 18th Light Armored is to advance on the refugees and flank them.”

Seen from above, parts of the huge formations seemed to slough from the main army and race toward the lumbering mass of refugees, hindered by baggage and the slow. The artillery turned to face them, prepared to massacre them if Rahvin ordered it, and helicopter gunships, far outstripping even the fastest of the LAVs, readied missiles and chainguns. Even the few that could call themselves a militia were only armed with small arms, and it would be almost impossible for even hundreds of them to bring down a single helicopter, and truly impossible to stop the armored LAVs. Certainly not before they would be blasted apart by shells, missiles, and the attack helicopters, both Apaches and the Imperial AH-166 Twilight gunships. They were still far outside the defense perimeter of Czarna, and Rahvin would order all the refugees killed before he saw them safely inside the capital.

When the helicopters reached position, circling like vultures over the struggling mass, exterior loudspeakers relayed Lord Rahvin’s message to them as he spoke it miles away in his command post.

“Refugees of Senazkerkia, listen to me. I am offering you a final chance for survival. I don’t doubt you receive my message, and it is unlikely your leaders have told you about it. It is difficult for people to be honest about the choice between surrender and death. Therefore I will repeat myself for the second and final time. I have declared Senazkerkia and all its people to be under Imperial military jurisdiction. Surrender, and you will be fed, clothed, and sheltered; refuse, and I swear upon my father’s bones that I will kill you all before allowing you to enter Czarna. Take me seriously; it was I who ordered the destruction of Auru. I will do the same to you unless you surrender now. You have my word as a man of honor. By the time ten minutes from now have passed, I expect a spokesperson to leave the column, and standing separately from the group, wave a white flag. I will then receive your answer. If you do not respond...”

The helicopters circled like a pack of wolves, ready to bring down the beast below.

(Part Two)
“All attack helicopters are to move over the forests. Do not open fire until I give the command, however, you will spread out over the canopy and prepare to fire on them, at which point I will give you further instructions. All artillery and heavy armor, prepare to bombard the foothills. The Second Battalion of the 18th Light Armored is to advance on the forest, though not enter it, and wait for further instructions.”

Then Rahvin placed a call to High Admiral Anor...

1,200 LAVs raced from the main group, though not moving nearly as quickly as the gunships above them: Longbow Apaches and Twilights. Artillery repositioned to target the forests, the hills, the cliffs...essentially every part of the terrain in which a Czardaian might hide. Tank guns swung around to point in similar directions to the massive barrels of the artillery.

And far, far away, off the shores, High Admiral Anor, as per Lord Rahvin’s request, sent firing solutions to the missile submarines. A single Pandemonium II would set the forest ablaze for dozens of meters, flattening everything in that radius. The thousands of them that the subs could launch would utterly devastate the land. The forest would be gone. The cliffs would crumble. And any rain thereafter would turn the land into a sea of mud, a tide carrying charred tree trunks and bones through streams and to the River Novak, and finally to the sea where, ironically, the submarines themselves lay.

When the helicopters were in position over the forest, external loudspeakers crackled to life. Rahvin’s voice thundered from every one, relayed by the helicopter’s communications systems from the Imperial command center.

“Refugees of Senazkerkia, listen to me. I am offering you a final chance for survival. I don’t doubt you receive my message, and it is unlikely your leaders have told you about it. It is difficult for people to be honest about the choice between surrender and death. Therefore I will repeat myself for the second and final time. I have declared Senazkerkia and all its people to be under Imperial military jurisdiction. Surrender, and you will be fed, clothed, and sheltered; refuse, and I swear upon my father’s bones that I will kill you all before allowing you to enter Czarna. Take me seriously; it was I who ordered the destruction of Auru. I will do the same to you unless you surrender now. You have my word as a man of honor. By the time twenty minutes from now have passed, I expect a spokesperson to leave the forest and indicate that you have an answer by waving a white flag. I will then receive your answer. If you do not respond, not one of you will survive. Farewell, infidels. Think about your family burning in the forest because you did not see reason.”

(You should read this in any case)

Having issued his ultimatum, Rahvin turned his attention to the peace offering. They had apparently understood his earlier message. He had told them that they would listen to Imperial demands within seven days...but infidels interpreted things in the strangest ways sometimes. It didn’t matter. Whether they saw it or not, the power lay in Imperial hands. There could be no doubt about that, with twenty-five thousand civilians alive by his mercy alone. It was likely that his current situation wouldn’t change except for the better before Lucifer came to a decision. Besides which, even a temporary ceasefire unaccompanied by Czardaian surrender would give the Legions time to rest and prepare spiritually for the battles to follow. Sacrifices would be made, hymns and prayers raised, and the whole army would purify itself as the gods demand.

And then into battle. Once more into the breach.

Czardas

02-03-2006, 19:59

[ooc:] Let's just assume the following:

They escaped on foot into terrain cars can't penetrate then. Into the forests.

I've mentioned Czardasnet many times before in various RPs; I may have even brought it up in this one, although let's just forget about it. (I think it's also in my OOC thread in sig, but who cares.)

[ic:]

The message reaches many of the refugees for the first time. They have all fled with whatever they could take, leaving many of the elderly behind, or those that cannot walk. A difficult choice, but when one's life is threatened one tends not to think of others.

Senazkerkia is alight. The last ones to leave have done this, setting the city to burn, as a last gesture of defiance. As the flames rage, the citizens ascend hills and cliffs, hidden by the close forest, eventually stopping as they wait. One man appoints himself a spokesperson, and steps out of the heavy tree cover, a white flag waving in the wind.

He awaits the Warmasterian response...

[ooc:] Yurka: I'll respond to you later.

The Warmaster

03-03-2006, 17:17

As the spokesperson stepped from the forests, the pilots saw the white flag and radioed Lord Rahvin. They listened to his instructions, and ten of the attack helicopters left the main formation and hovered over the spokesperson. The LAVs stopped moving, their guns trained on the man with the flag, but some moved forward. The pilots of the helicopters and LAVs waited for them to cross to where the flagbearer was standing. One stopped a reasonable distance away, and a man stepped out...an Imperial lieutenant. The other vehicles formed a circle around the flagbearer and the lieutenant, walling them both off from the refugees.

The lieutenant held his hands out to show he was unarmed, and said simply, "Lord Rahvin is coming."

The next ten minutes were tense, waiting for Rahvin's helicopter to arrive, but finally arrive it did. It landed in the middle of the wall of LAVs, and a squad of Immortals, two aides, and Lord Rahvin himself stepped out.

"I have no time for pleasantries, Czardaian. You have heard my message and you have come to give me your response. Speak."

Czardas

03-03-2006, 18:25

The Czardaian spokesman watches as the vehicles surround him. He is unarmed; nonetheless, he realises the necessity of such a precaution by the Imperial forces, as he could hardly fail to hear the radio message calling the Czardaians godless infidels who were not to be trusted. He smiles wryly at this even now, awaiting the Warmasterian Lord's arrival.

Lord Rahvin eventually arrives with his retinue, and the Czardaian notes with approval that he gets to the point quickly. He clears his throat and says:

"I am glad to see we will get right to the point. As senior member of the Senazkerkia City Council, I formally and unconditionally surrender the city of Senazkerkia to you, along with all of its inhabitants, as stipulated. However, I think I'll have to leave it to you to recapture them all, as they seem to be spreading throughout the forest in all directions. Almost as though they had minds of their own." He smiles sardonically.

"I just have one minor question... will any of the residents be harmed or killed after they have been placed under Imperial jurisdiction, and I'm assuming Imperial laws? From what we've heard, penalties for some activities quite common in Czardas, such as protesting, can be quite harsh. If so, we just ought to make that clear to them."

Freudotopia

03-03-2006, 19:37

The Freudotopian fleet, expecting a counterattack, was well prepared for the volleys of anti-ship missiles that sprang onto their radar screens. On bridges throughout the fleet, captains shouted orders in line with the standard protocols of the fleet. Each captain know his part in the strategy.

The superdreadnoughts shot forward, applying all available power to reach the front of the fleet from their position in the middle of the formation. Simultaneously, the picket ships dropped torpedo resonance buoys in the water and retreated quickly, leaving the dummies to their purpose.

Every capital ship in the fleet ceased its bombardment and began to coordinate point defense systems. In less than four minutes, the missiles launched from Port Khufi would reach the fleet. Rocket pods were loaded, and the few defensive fighters that were up in the air were ordered to intercept and destroy as many incoming threats as possible. They shot forward, the distance between them and the missiles closing rapidly. At a distance of three miles, the planes launched all available FAF rockets at the missiles, fired a coordinated volley of air-to-air missiles at the incoming AX/R-71s, and fled, leaving behind a trail of electronics-jamming spall and countermeasure chaff and flares.

As the AX-2 torpedos reached the first sonar buoys, the head-sized balls erupted with EMP pulses, disabling most of the first wave. Then the second wave sped past, and the remaining buoys disabled far fewer torpedos this time. Finally, the Czardaian ordance began homing in on the decoys dropped by AWACS planes. Apart from disrupting enemy sonar, the dummies blindly intercepted several enema torpedos, destroying them by ser luck.

Onboard the largest ships, the superdreadnoughts, supercarriers, and battleships, electrically charged nets were hung over the side of the boats as a final countermeasure. At the edge of the fleet, the superdreadnought Inexorable was struck simultaneously by an AX-2 and an AX/R-71 missile, the twin explosions devastating the forward deck and holing the ship just forward of the engine room. Although the nets activated torpedos a dozen yards or more away from the hull, preventing serious penetration, the explosive shock bent and warped the armor of the huge ship. Crippled, it could not manuever, and had to blast away with machine guns and rockets at more incoming missiles, even as it took more hits.

All around the fleet, similar situations were being carried out. The biggest ships in the fleet bore the brunt of the attacks, but many defended themselves bravely, coordinating the defense of smaller capital vessels. The submarines and picket ships suffered no losses, but the frigates, battleships, carriers, destroyers, and cruisers suffered moderate damage. The superdreadnoughts and supercarriers were hit the hardest, but their thick armor and powerful defensive weaponry allowed them to escape without being permanently crippled or sunk. After what seemed like ages, the missile barrage stopped, and Krimmiel gave the order to retreat beyond the range of Czardaian coastal defenses.

OOC:

Task Force Undertaker

15 ships crippled or sunk
5 destroyers
5 cruisers
3 frigates
2 battleships

Superdreadnoughts: overall 9% damage, one ship temporarily out of action

Supercarriers: overall 11% damage, two ships temporarily out of action

No aircraft damaged or destroyed.

I know, I skimped on this post a bit, but I wanted to sort of abort this line of attack until after the peace talks are over.

Freudotopia

03-03-2006, 21:34

~~~~~~~~~~~~
To: The Sacred Empire of The Warmaster, Plutocratic Shahdom of Parthia, Eternal Empire of Yurka, Ruthless Imperium of Freudotopia, Holy Indomitable Imperium of Banduria

As we realise that this conflict cannot be brought to its conclusion without tremendous loss of life, military assets, and money for both sides, we wish to avert such a disaster, and invite all foreign powers in Czardas to a peace conference to be held in Czarna, during which an unconditional cease-fire for both sides will be observed. I urge all nations to at least consider this, as Czardas is still far from capitulation and a longer assault will deplete your treasuries, harm the economies, and possibly arouse discontent with your citizens, along with killing thousands of your soldiers.

~ Kari Alhoun, Czardaian Foreign Minister
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Saul Hudson read the message on his desk and smiled slightly. The Czardaians wanted to negotiate, did they? He pressed a button, spoke a few words, and waited for a minute. He looked up as his chief diplomatic aide walked into the office.

“Ebner, I want you to go to Czardas as my envoy to the peace talks. You will travel with whatever diplomatic corps you wish, and you will be protected by several of my personal bodyguards as well as any additional security from Admiral Krimmiel. You may of course contact me at any time if you wish my advice or instructions.”

“Of course, Your Majesty. You would not like to attend yourself?”

Saul Hudson was well known for attending diplomatic meetings in person, even in the remotest and most volatile places in the world.

“No, Ebner. If I were to go there myself, the Czardaians might take it as a gesture of respect. By sending you, I will make it clear how little I think of their position.”

“I see. I will be on my way then, with Your Majesty’s permission.”

“Granted.”

The diplomat bowed and left the office. A long flight awaited him.

The Warmaster

03-03-2006, 23:47

OOC: That was a legitimate message; what follows is just how Rahvin interprets it. Strictly business. The torture scene is sick, I admit, but it makes a wonderful example of how evil the Imperium is. I figure deeds like that are good for the story, because it gives the horrified Czardaians one more example of why they need to stand up to the Imperium. Or they surrender. I’m fine either way... ;)

IC: As the Czardaian spokesperson gave his sarcastic response, Rahvin’s eyes narrowed in anger. When the man finished, Rahvin viciously backhanded the man across the face, breaking his jaw, and knocking him to the ground. The Lord raised a hand, and his Immortal bodyguard leveled their assault rifles at him, ready for the signal to fire. Rahvin was not finished with the man yet, though; he heaped his scorn upon the wretched man, driven to language like one almost never heard from the mouth of an Imperial Lord, while kicking him with agonizing force in the ribs.

“Sniveling godforsaken infidel, don’t you understand the fucking point of a spokesperson? You speak for the group! You don’t just decide to come out here on your own motherfucking initiative to speak to me like this! You want to know what the law is in the Empire, son of a whore? You want to see Imperial justice? Stand up then! Like a man, not some Czardaian shit-eating infidel!”

Rahvin hauled the man to his feet, and motioned to the Immortals. They held him, facing the forests, and those who did not hold him put their guns to his head. Meanwhile, Rahvin produced a golden lighter from his pocket, snatched the white flag, and set it ablaze. Waving it, he called the gods to witness and hurled it on the ground, trampling it as he pulled out a walkie-talkie.

“Commander!”

The response crackled through the speakers almost instantly. “Your orders, Lord?”

“Contact the High Admiral. Inform him his submarines are to open fire immediately!”

“As you command, my Lord.”

“And have all artillery and tanks open fire. Burn the fucking forest down, Commander. And prepare a camera crew and the Inquisitors. I have a prisoner. Not as many as I expected...but the plan will work regardless.”

“Very good, Lord.”

Rahvin turned then, calming himself slowly, and contented himself with watching the destruction.

Booming reports were heard from the Imperial positions miles away, and the ground shook. Tank shells hurtled through the air, crashing among the trees...nine thousand of them, but that was only the first volley. Seconds later, another nine thousand...and another...The larger artillery shells followed, smashing through the canopy and setting larger regions of the forest ablaze. The woods were now consumed by hundreds of separate infernos. More artillery shells tore through the cliffs, like a drill through wet cardboard, sending deadly fragments of stone into the air to mix with the pillars of smoke rising from the fires. Much more of this bombardment, and the forest would collapse into a massive firestorm. For several minutes more the onslaught continued...and then the Pandemonium II’s arrived.

Thousands of them came hurtling through the air, toward the burning forest, with a sound like the sky tearing apart. They began to separate, barely noticeably, spreading out over programmed positions in the forest, designed to destroy as much as possible within the widest radius possible. Finally, they detonated, flattening the trees around them and starting towering conflagrations among the remains. The forest was vast, true, but the missiles had destroyed everything within many, many miles. There was no way that more than a few dozen of the Czardaians had escaped, and even then because they had managed to put out a small amount of fire on them, not because they had already crossed outside the perimeter of the inferno.

Rahvin turned, with a cruel smile on his face, to the captive Czardaian. Horror was stamped on the man’s face as he saw the burning forest, with all its terrible certainty that his family, his friends, his neighbors had been brutally killed.

“They are dead, you know. Every one of them.” The man moaned and tried to turn his face away, but Rahvin’s gloved hand grasped his chin in a grip of steel, holding his face still. “But maybe a few are still alive. Alive to see their hair burned black, their skin peeling and cracking from the heat. Maybe they have a burning limb; flames advancing up their arm or leg and eventually reaching their face. Their eyes will be scorched pale, sizzling and eventually burned out, and their lips shrivel. All of them, Czardaian. Dead. And because you insulted me, a worse fate awaits you, infidel. The Inquisitors shall have you.”

The man was forcefully dragged onto the helicopter, and the Imperial forces returned to camp. Once there, the man was taken to a prefabricated building not far from the command post, and thrust inside. Sitting on bunks, or by a fire, or at a table playing cards, the room was filled with Inquisitors. Rahvin had taken great pleasure in informing the captive how good they were at their art, how over the centuries they had gained knowledge until they were the true masters of the art of agony.

“My friends of the Inquisition,” Rahvin said, “This man has cheerfully agreed to be our example to Czardas. If you would gather your equipment and prepare yourselves? We have much to do...”

The Czardaian lay on a metal table, stripped to his undergarments. The Inquisitor, just one of them, stood around it, looking at various tools, some heated red-hot by portable braziers that were a vital part of the Inquisitor’s kit. Others were hooked and barbed, others electrified. The art of pain truly belonged to the Inquisition. The camera crew gave a quick thumbs up as the communications man confirmed their signal was on the air, and Rahvin began to speak.

“Czardaians, I bring you a message of death today. During the capture of Senazkerkia, the population of the city resisted Imperial occupation and fled, burning the town behind them. However, the Legions are not cheated of their prize so easily. The forests outside Senazkerkia are still burning, and will burn for a long time yet...a fitting grave for infidels. Only one captive was taken. One. And now I bring you the pleasure of seeing how Kregaians treat infidels. Observe.”

The Inquisitor selected a device that looked like a pair of pliers from a velvet-lined box, as well as a scalpel. Moving to the Czardaian’s fingers, he made an incision around the knuckle, then reached in with the pliers. The man screamed in pain, and the Inquisitor withdrew, the man’s knuckle in the grip of his pliers. He repeated the process three times on the right hand, then used the pliers to pick up a red-hot coal from a brazier, and traded the scalpel for a flaying knife. Slowly he cut off a long chunk of skin, and the Czardaian arched his back, screaming louder than ever. The Inquisitor stroked the coal along the wound, slowly seeping blood, burning it black and cauterizing the gash, drawing it slowly along the exposed flesh. The next step was to place the coal in the man’s navel. Leaving it there for a few seconds, the Inquisitor calmly selected the scalpel again, slowly making a slit in the man’s stomach, grasping the pliers and using the coal to cauterize this wound as well, as a safety precaution against blood-borne diseases. Before working further with the gut wound, the Inquisitor moved to the feet, drawing a needle from the brazier where it had been heating. The Inquisition had known for centuries that areas of the body corresponded to areas of the foot, and when the Inquisitor jabbed the red-hot needle into a central nerve where the foot met the leg, not only did the man let out a shriek that deafened the others, but he bucked and thrashed wildly against the metal restraints as his tormentor held the needle to the nerve for a few seconds. The Inquisitor replaced the needle and reached for a metal eyedropper. Holding the man’s eyelids open with two fingers, he dropped in three drops of an alkaline solution strong enough to scour the flesh from the bones of a stag in minutes. The screams seemed to go on forever. Finally, he turned to the cut he had made earlier in the gut. Locating another nerve, the Inquisitor began to strum it like a guitar string, sending waves of agony rippling up the man’s spine. Forsaking a dropper, the Inquisitor selected a metal cup of the alkaline solution, emptying it over the man’s intestines. The man tossed his head back and forth screaming his lungs out, and the torturer seized his opportunity to force his head down and drive a spike through the tongue, preventing him from screaming while the Inquisitor used a device not unlike a cheese grater to shred the flesh on his thigh, using a twisted form of massage to widen the wounds and exacerbate pain. Tiring of the man’s silence, the Inquisitor left the nail alone, but instead ripped his tongue away from the spike, tearing off the tip. The Inquisitor then moved around the table to an arm, gripping it with irresistible strength and breaking it, over and over again, splintering it until he knew it the bone was a mass of fractures. The screams of the captive seemed to go on forever...

For hours the man was tortured on Czardaian live television, the Inquisitor never repeating himself. However, at last he began to tire of the job and began practicing forms designed to slowly kill, not to sustain life, while still maintaining maximum pain. The Czardaians, no doubt, would unify in shocked horror behind their leader...tying them down like sheep for the slaughter.

Czardas

04-03-2006, 18:14

[ooc:] Gah. And you consider that "sick"? Sometimes I think I should role-play a vicious, evil nation of sadistic torturers just so I can write really sick torture scenes, as in techniques that would give Doomingslander interrogators nightmares. Yes, so I have an over-active imagination... you can't deny you do too with this kind of thing. ;)

No matter. I think I should start a new thread on this topic... after all, as you've broadcasted it on live TV, people ought to see it beyond this thread. It might garner me more support, too.

Velkya

04-03-2006, 18:26

(OOC: Czardas, TG.)

Czardas

04-03-2006, 18:57

A related thread: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=10525348#post10525348

You're free to post your justifications there and watch others' reactions...

Velkya

04-03-2006, 20:08

Sand Island, Pacfic Ocean, 9:21 PM

The launch pad was clear. The TAA-1 "Hypersoar" sat on it's launch pad, with two huge booster rockets resting under it's wings. The launch-tower detached, as the smoke from the soon-to-ignite booster rockets rose into the sky. Inside the TAA-1 sat not a crew of waiting astronauts, but computers, engines, fuel, and four large capsules. The TAA-1 was obviously a military aircraft, and the sleek, black, heat-resistant outerskin proved that. Of course, it carried no markings, no IFF, no form of indentification whatsoever. It had been military secret for many years, a project hidden in the annals of the secretive State Aviation Headquarters in Belmont, Velkya. It had finally come to fruit, here. The first combat test of the Hypersoar was about to begin.

The launch facility crew, all military personnal of the Allied Union Space Forces, sat and waited. At 1950 hours, the craft would launch, headed for the seas off Czardas, ready to aid the brave Czardans against the massive combined fleet against them. They waited, anxious to see their brainchild climb into the air.

The time came. A operator sitting at the head of the room began calling a countdown.

"T-minus, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2..."

The whole crew's hearts skipped a beat.

"1! Ignition!"

Yellow-blue flames screamed out of the exhaust nozzles of the two rockets as the Hypersoar screamed into the air. It gained altitude, pushing into escape velocity as it gained speed exponentially, punching through the atmosphere into the void. The ship's booster rockets seperated from the main spacecraft, falling back to Earth for retrival and re-use. The craft then uses it's retro rockets to point in towards Czardas, more over, the Warmaster fleet parked there. It then used it's rocket engines to gain momentum, as it screamed back into the atmosphere (after turning off the rockets), heating radiating off it's bottom heat shields.

Executing it's programmed dive, the plane banked upward, levelling off at about 132,000 feet above sea level. It then activated it's scramjets and rockets, pushing the craft even further. It would be only a few minutes until it reached the Warmaster fleet, and it readied to drop it's capsules. At about 500 miles from the enemy fleet, these capsules armed the missiles inside, as the RADAR systems of the aircraft locked on to a superdreadnought of the fleet.

The Parthians

04-03-2006, 23:31

*snip*

OOC: Just a quick question Czardas, is there a response to my most recent post yet? Or have you made one directed to me I haven't seen yet?

Czardas

04-03-2006, 23:46

[ooc:] Don't think so. I'll get one up ASAP.

The Warmaster

05-03-2006, 02:41

OOC: Czardas, you sly bastard :D You've made this into a propaganda issue. Ah well. I'd also like to make it clear that I don't spend my free time thinking about how to cause people pain.

Working on a reply to the stealth bomber....experimental...thing part. I didn't have time now and I'd like it not to be rushed and stupid.

The Warmaster

06-03-2006, 03:36

OFFICIAL DIPLOMATIC COMMUNIQUE:

To the nation of Czardas:

It is in accordance with the desire of His Divine Majesty that I attend a peace conference on Czardaian ground in order to further Imperial interests in the region. I declare an end to the conflict in all Imperial engagements with Czardas as long as the conference lasts. Whether this cease-fire endures past the adjournment of the conference will be determined, of course, by its outcome. Respond with the place and time, and be aware that I will bring armed guards. They are for my own protection; I would be a complete idiot not to take such measures. However, I have no intention of harming your own delegate.

Lord Rahvin

Meanwhile, over the Imperial fleet...

High Admiral Anor stared as an officer told him the news.

"There's an airplane above us? Just one? What kind?"

"We think it's a stealth craft sir, but the shape is...strange. It's probably not Czardaian, but we have no way of knowing what country it's from."

"I see. Well, then don't open fire yet. No need to offend somebody. Could be some kind of advanced recon plane...but I swear by the Destroyer, Lieutenant, if it attacks us in any way, open fire. And send the Sacred Emperor and High Command everything we can get from the RADAR on this thing."

Yurka

06-03-2006, 03:51

OOC: As an added incentive to post a response to my salvos I plan on moving a large portion of my forces soon after to assist in another conflict.

Czardas

06-03-2006, 04:23

The Yurkan missiles approach Tyriandor's coast in their formations. While Czardaian NEM jammers (see the Chimaera AA/EWACS) manage to send many of them plummeting into the ocean, a few do manage to hit coastal areas. Several CAMERA launchers are knocked out by the attack as missiles detonate below the waves, while some of the outlying buildings at Tyriandor complex are destroyed. CAMERA returns fire with the AX-2 missiles, targeting every submarine its systems can detect. No matter how far the submarines dive, they, unlike the missiles, have to obey a crush depth. Therefore, the two volleys of 6,912 missiles will not be wasted. At the correct location, the missiles release the torpedoes, which dive down towards the seafloor then back up again in a reverse arch, hitting the keels of their targets.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
To: Sacred Empire of The Warmaster

Very well. Entrance into Czarna will be cleared for you; the conference will be held in Congress Hall, and I myself shall travel from the Provisional Government HQ to meet with you there, bringing only the armed guards necessary for my own safety as well, as a gesture of goodwill. The conference will occur in twenty-four hours' time, during which delegates from all nations attending will be transported to Congress Hall.

~ Kari Alhoun, Czardaian Foreign Minister
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yurka

06-03-2006, 04:43

((Would it be visibly apparent that these missiles are different?))

Velkya

06-03-2006, 04:51

Over Warmaster SD, 9:32 PM

The plane, traveling at a velocity of over 20,000 mph, strayed over the Warmaster fleet for only a few seconds, while it dropped a single capsule, which soon stabalized, sprouting a small parachute. It began to scan the entire area with a camera and RADAR seeker, gathering vast amounts of information about the Warmaster fleet and sending it, encrypted, to a Velkyan satellite nearby. Soon afterward, the capsule finished it's task, and promptly disintegrated as the spaceplane climbed back into LEO.

Czardas

06-03-2006, 14:34

((Would it be visibly apparent that these missiles are different?))
[ooc:] No. Until they reach the 80 km mark where they detonate and release the torpedoes, they will appear to be normal sea-skimming missiles.

Also, Velkya, a Mach 20+ plane? That can fly in LEO? Somehow I'm doubting that's MT, especially considering that as soon as something that fast re-enters the atmosphere, it'll explode from the pressure. And how much fuel are you feeding that thing? For traveling at those velocities, it's going to eat insane amounts of fuel. And by insane, I mean that it'll need to refuel every five minutes or so without a fuel tank weighing more than your average 305mm ETC gun. Sorry, but... unless you explain more about those things..... no. Just no.

The Warmaster

06-03-2006, 18:34

Yeah...not to mention you can't get "vast amounts" of information on a fleet just from cameras and RADAR.

The Warmaster

06-03-2006, 21:51

Lord Rahvin stared at the message on his handheld computer screen. Even with the command of Sacred Emperor Lucifer, it was beyond distasteful to...negotiate with infidels. Appalling. But Rahvin had his orders and he would obey.

Five squads would accompany him, sixty soldiers in all: 48 crack Immortals and 12 Korne War-Priests. This, he reasoned, was enough skill and firepower to overcome any Czardaian resistance from their delegation's guards if they were betrayed. Not to mention the three AH-166 Twilight gunships that would transport them there.

As he sat in the helicopter, two squads of Immortals in the troop compartment (it was a little cramped), he reached for a 2-liter bottle of black-label whiskey, and leaned back as he poured some into his flask, then absently tossed it down. His laptop was in his hand, closed, but once at the conference he could open it, and it would provide the Sacred Emperor with a live video and audio feed of the conference. The miracle of broadband.

The helicopters cut through the sky like dark angels, the heralds of woe.

Yurka

06-03-2006, 21:57

OOC: It ate my massive post! Gwaaargh!!! Well essentially it involved all of my submarines releasing their torpedos. That would be 12 per Agua, 50 per Command Submarine, 2 per S Class, 4 per M and R Class, and the Sanscions moved as far out of the way as possible to prevent irradiating everything should they be hit... Likewise the M Class were nearest the bottom, but went in and released their undersea mines, which come out of the top, 16 in total... I still have the casualties down though. Gargh. I'll either retype the massive post or just leave where I left off, which was remotely detonating the undersea mines and making a "tactical" retreat.

Despite the fact that the armaments being fired were a few thousand higher than the missile torpedos, you did have a jump on them, sooo the casualties were.

~Naval Losses~
1 Command Submarines
86 Agua Submarines
178 Agua S Class Submarines
47 Agua M Class Submarines
38 Agua R Class Submarines

Velkya

06-03-2006, 22:17

Yeah...not to mention you can't get "vast amounts" of information on a fleet just from cameras and RADAR.

Well, enough info to figure out how many ships you have, as well as the location of the fleet, etc.

Secondly, this aircraft is not a plane, it's a transatomspheric space craft. It uses it's rocket engines just enough to push itself back into Earth's atmosphere in the right direction. When it has progressed deep enough into the atmosphere, it ignites it's rockets and scramjets again, executing a flyby of the target before returning into space and orbiting back to Velkya, where it glides back to a dry lake bed in Velkyan territory, much like the space shuttle.

If we can argue about this, I'm sure we can also argue over the insane amounts of SDs in the RP, but no, right?

Doomingsland

06-03-2006, 22:44

OOC:OK, you guys are taking way too long to finish this war, so I guess I'll tip the balance a bit... :) And we'll see who comes up with the most creative tortures... (seriously, have you ever read the Inkana Civil War RP?) :)

IC:

Imperial II Armada, Port of Arretium

With the conflict in ViZion over after a few quick and painless battles (for the Empire, that is), the Emperor looked once more towards the progression of the war against Czardas and her allies. He was not pleased. He had believed that the combined might of the Parthians, Warmasterians, and Freudians would have crushed them by now, but had been mistaken in that assumption.

These foolish Czardaians had been allowed to survive for FAR too long.

With the preparation for peacetalks with the Czardaians on the part of the CAD forces, the High Command saw it as the perfect oppurtunity to tip the balance in the favor of their allies. As a result, mass mobilization was taking place within the mighty, ancient city of Arretium.

A vast armada and invasion army was being assembled for one purpose: the complete annihilation and enslavement of the Czardaian people. With this fleet came the latest in Imperial weaponry: brand new DM-41A3 Caesar tanks, sporting upgraded armor, the latest version of the famed Aquila air superiority fighter, the ACI-73D (updated after the engagements with the Praetonian Airforce over ViZion City to hammer out all of the weaknesses that had been found in the design), in addition to numerous new missile designs and warships. Infantrymen wore a new generation of flexable body armor. Most prolific of all of the new weapons was the new DR-83 tactical rifle, replacing the DR-31s that had been fielded in ViZion.

While generals from numerous nations bickered in Kahanistan on how to defeat the previous generation of Imperial weaponry, a new one prepared to go to war.

All together, a total of three Legion Groups, ten divisions, and a heavily armed armada were being assembled at port. The High Command didn't bother trying to conceal this mass-mobilization from Czardas and her allies. They wanted them to see what was coming. Their impending doom.

With most forces already in place, the full assembly and departation of the force would occur within the week. In the mean time, local air defenses and submarine detection networks were on full alert. They didn't want anyone to spoil the moment.

OFFICIAL DECREE
IMPERIVM DOOMANVM

Due to the incessant stupidity of the Czardaian government and those that support them, the Empire has seen fit to send aid to our noble allies, the Parthians, the Freudians, the Warmasterians among others. We shan't stop until our foe has either completely capitulated, or has been totally and completely annihilated. Heathen blood shall make fertile the lands of Czardas, that much we can promise you all. We offer the Czardaian Government one last chance at a surrender with most generous terms. We urge them to accept.

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