NationStates Jolt Archive

(editing post to avoid further OOC bickering)

Twelve gigantic Admiral A-1 Mk IIIs rumble along, their treads crushing everything in their path as they head for the beachead. Overhead, UAVs tangle with the assorted AKA aircraft, attempting to keep them off the allied armor. A number of other assorted vehicles zoom ahead of the big tanks: Lion II tank destroyers, Hound FMB mononcyles, and CMGVs of assorted types.

The beachhead wouldn't be allowed to last for long...

IGNORED!

See OOC thread for reasons why.

"Fox 3!"

300 F-35s coming from the dweladelfian Fleet fired Missiles at the Fattie slug Eagles attacking the Holy Paradise fleet.

"Alright Lets bring em down!"

Also 100 F-99 (Wolverine) Air Superiority Fighters join the fight.

"Torpedos away, we have bogeys inbound"

800 torpdeods hit the water and started to slash through the water towards the fleet.

"Eagles form attack formation"

The hundred Eagles set up in a massive V formation, three of them.

"I want 100 Hawks to come down like a ton of nitrium once we are engaged."

The Eagles shot into the air, trying to gain some altitude before the enemy fighters were upon them. Alhuma was not worried, these planes were nastyto fight against.

"Ready Missiles, 3,2,1....Fire"

Missiles comin in!

20 F-35s were shot down from enamy missiles.

'Fox 2!"

Another volly of missiles fire at the enamy fighters.

OOC: What about the missiles i shot at you before?

OOC: Sorry, will respond now

IC: The Eagles were hit by the first wave of missiles, ten went down, the unlucky ten that had already fired off their chaff canisters.

The second wave of missiles came in, and another 10 were knocked out the sky.

"Fire" And another volley of missiles went streaking off towards the enemy, followed by three Eagles, pilots who had taken too much damage and were into Kamikaze mode.

The Eagles and the enemy fighters clashed in the air, and a swirling dog fight broke out.

High above, the 100 Hawks came rocketting down out of the sky, aiming to hit the enemy while they were engaged with the 70 or so Eagles still fighting fit.

The Falcon's were also called towards the fight, and 150 of them lifted off, stocked up with missiles.

Men went deaf as gun after gun, missile after missile, explosion after explosion reverberated throught the air, like an immense percussion section of an orchestra. Inside the ships, fear and anxiety were commonplace, as men rushed around, trying to prevent their deaths. Transport ships suddenly began moving forward, the invasion had begun.

OOC: Sorry, will respond now

IC: The Eagles were hit by the first wave of missiles, ten went down, the unlucky ten that had already fired off their chaff canisters.

The second wave of missiles came in, and another 10 were knocked out the sky.

"Fire" And another volley of missiles went streaking off towards the enemy, followed by three Eagles, pilots who had taken too much damage and were into Kamikaze mode.

The Eagles and the enemy fighters clashed in the air, and a swirling dog fight broke out.

High above, the 100 Hawks came rocketting down out of the sky, aiming to hit the enemy while they were engaged with the 70 or so Eagles still fighting fit.

The Falcon's were also called towards the fight, and 150 of them lifted off, stocked up with missiles.


"MISSILES!"

10 F-99s were shot down by enamy fire.

"Exodes we need cover fire."

"Roger"

The 5 Admiral-class carriers fired anti fighter missiles at the enamy fighters.

OOC: Remember Holy Paradise, 800 torpedos coming towards your fleet :D

IC: "Shit, All Eagles get as close as you can to an enemy, if they want to take us out with missiles, take some of them with you!"

The Hawks screamed down out of the sky, firing off two missiles each (300) at the enemy fighters.

The Falcon's would be in a position to attack in around 2 minutes.

The anit aircraft missiles hit the Eagles, intertwined with the enemy as they were, and took another 9 of them down. The Eagles twisted and turning, burning bullets into their opponents.

Men went deaf as gun after gun, missile after missile, explosion after explosion reverberated throught the air, like an immense percussion section of an orchestra. Inside the ships, fear and anxiety were commonplace, as men rushed around, trying to prevent their deaths. Transport ships suddenly began moving forward, the invasion had begun.


With such desention and fear in the ranks you plan to invade? Explain that to me, or is it just your style of writing..?