NationStates Jolt Archive

A state of emergency has been declared across the Republic of New Crystal Isles in the wake in a drastic rise in criminal violence.

Youth activist group, Youth of the Republic has resumed acts of crime against the Republic after a period of inactivity. Cells from the organization have bombed the last remaining hospital in the former party hotspot turned popular retirement town of Lake Kehau, and have burned all the major condominium complexes in the town. The town’s pharmacy was also raided for all it’s stock. Three quarters of Lake Kehau’s residents are thought to be dead. The rest are critically injured and had to be airlifted to medical facilities in other communities. Three months ago, the Youth of the Republic caused a considerable amount of damage to the community. As was the case with the last attack on Lake Kehau, an audio tape was found at the scene of the disaster.

“They obviously didn’t get the message last time we torched Lake Kehau, so we torched the place again.” said a voice on the tape. “We want those cotton heads out of Lake Kehau and we want the government to pull the stick out of their asses and let us have the same freedoms as people in less uptight countries. We want the curfew lifted, we want to be able to express ourselves in a way we like, we don’t want to be drilled in fascist educational centers and then put in the army at age 16 or trained to work like mindless drones and most importantly, we want to get drunk, get laid and party.”

Chancellor Vostok Hazard has announced that he will still never cave to the demands of the YOTR. Chancellor Hazard announced that allowing too much freedoms for youths will cause disobiedience and mass delinquency on an even larger scale than what is currently happening. The Chancellor has also stated that caving into the YOTR’s demands will encourage foreign corporations to enter the RNCI and mass market western style popular culture which has been condemned as “Mind corrupting trash.”

The YOTR have also been committing acts of crime throughout the mega city of Nadia. A cell from the YOTR is currently holding the faculty of an educational facility hostage, the first floor of the AgriTower, home to RNCI’s Agricultural administration has been set ablaze after an explosion, and mass rioting, vandalism and arson in the streets are taking place. The YOTR are widely known for holding rave parties in abandoned factories, offices, and warehouses in the old industrial district of Nadia. Youth gatherings are a severe felony offence as is trespassing into derelict structures.

In other news, clandestine warehouse populated by the YOTR has been damaged in an explosion from an unknown source. Security forces believe the Axin-based “Rivithedz” gang was responsible. The Rivithedz are a new gang whose actions are largely subtle and consist mostly of acts of cyber terrorism carried out by the means of computer components purchased on the black market. The attack which shut down a large power grid, plunging much of the RNCI into darkness for over a week is thought to be caused by the Rivitheds. With the bomb attack against the YOTR, it is possible that the Rivithedz are trying to gain control of the RNCI underground and are also likely to be plotting to overthrow the RNCI government. Experts fear that other unknown organizations, both foreign and domestic could also become criminally active.

The central Island, which is the only area in the RNCI where religion can be legally practiced, has also plunged into a state of crisis. The Kahled Attas-led Islamic fundamentalist militia Eternal Jihad, an splinter organization from a larger network, has reportedly been clashing with a militia known only as the Zoltek-El-Quan. The name of the militia was revealed in a tape from Kahled Attas who denounced the militia as “infidels” and made a reference to a group called the “triad”. The “Triad” are possibly a council of leaders of the Zoltek-El-Quan militia that have been clashing with the Islamic extremists. Also on the tape, Attas has stated that ”The RNCI belongs to the Eternal Jihad.” The status of Central Island’s religious colonies are currently unknown.


The RNCI navy has blockaded the central island, and the entire RNCI military has been mobilized and dispatched to troubled areas of the island. While the forces have been mobilized, the RNCI is also calling on foreign aid to help alleviate this crisis of massive proportions.

Admiral James Aquaras looked over the briefing. It appeared that a large terrorist group known as Youth of the Republic, was causing chaos in the streets of the New Crystal Isles cities, at Lake Kehau and Nadia. Apparently it was a large group of teenagers that were rebelling against the Crystal Isles Government. The group was said to be rebellious because of the government's policies on education and military. Juosh could not stand aside and watch a country be torn apart by... teenage delinquints. Therefore, Task Force Maritius was going to be sent into the Crystal Isles to help them stave this radical movement by the YOTR.

"To think, a nation is so pathetic as to have a group of teens and preteens leading a Civil War, and having to call out to the global community. Jones? Do you think that the Crystal Isles Government even deserves to continue?" Aquaras asked his second in command.
"Obviously, if they need help to fight against a bunch of teens they'll have plenty of trouble when a real war comes about."
"We have our orders though. We're going there to help aid the Isles, not destroy them. Do we have any notice of how soon we can leave port?"
"President Roberson is still getting approval from Congress to approve aid to the Crystal Isles. I believe we will be able to leave around 2200 hours tomorrow."
"Very well, have all of our Peace Corps. ready to go ASAP."
"Yes, sir."

Official Telegram from: Princeton, Juosh
To: New Crystal Isles capital

We have seen the need of your people. Therefore, we shall send aid in Task Force Maritius. The bulk of the Task Force will be at your disposal to do as you wish. Along with the Task Force will be 320 barges of needed medical supplies, fresh water, and food for the Isle residents who need it. If more forces are needed, we will be happy to send at maximum two more Task Forces if needed. However we believe Admiral Aquaras is more than skilled enough to handle this operation adn firmly believe in the Task Force's skill to handle this uprising with ease.

Sincerely,
President James Roberson

RE: President James Roberson.

We sincerely accept the aid in which you are sending us. However, the YOTR is much more than a group of teen delinquents. The organization has aquired military weaponry from black market traders. We also believe that mercenaries hired by corporations are amongst the YOTR, possibly for the purpose of overthrowing our government to pave the way for corporate exploitation of our nation and it's resources. The YOTR are allagedly big fans of capitalist domination.

And along with the YOTR, we also must deal with some hacker/terrorist ring called the "rivithedz" who have not only caused considerable damage to the power grid, but are also going around planting bombs. And then there are the religious fundamentalists killing eachother.

Once again, we appreciate any aid we can get to fight these terrorists, and hope we can solve the crisis with ease

Sincerely, the New Crystal Isles Administration.
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*.....somewhere in Axin*

"Hey 01, check this out. Looks like the RNCI is begging for help against those damn riot kiddies." Said a pale man tinkering furiously with a computer. "These hacked communications look like the Administration is screwed."

A massive man clad in old military equipment sat up from an old couch he was reclining on and went to the side of the hacker.
"Excellent!" gloated 01. "That pathetic government is finally gone. The new beginning is imminent. Now all we will have to do is burn down those damn kids."

The hacker spun his chair around to face 01
"What should we do now?" said the hacker
"Mess around Juosh's systems" replied 01. "Maybe cause a bit of confusion with the aid supply manifesto. I'm going to round up the soldiers. We're going to leave a little suprise at the port. I've been itching to test out the arms shipment we stole from that cargo ship last week."

01 proceeded down down the corridors of the building, was a class two apartment complex in the residential area of Axin city. It was hardly the place anyone would expect any sort of shady activity. However the top four floors of the complex were inhabited by the infamous hacker network -- the rivithedz.

As 01 proceeded down the corridors, he left written notes under the doors of the living units -- instructing the occupants to meet at the "outpost"

:headbang: bump

The Task Force left the docks quietly. As far as the civilians knew this was nothing more than a quick military operation to help stabilize the region. It could indeed turn out to be much more than that, but the public didn'y need to know that.

"What's out ETA to New Crystal Isles?"
"About 2 days sir, with those extra barges full of supplies we can't get there very fast."
"Very well. Meanwhile, let's get as much information as possible on these "Rivithedz. Also, make sure our mainframe is up and running and all firewalls/anti hacker devices are in place. If the Rivithedz are as skilled hackers as they appear to be, they'll know by now that we're coming. I'm sure they'll want to throw a monkey wrench in our way. Make sure all nuclear weaponry is locked down tight, the last thing we need is some hackers causing us a war because they authorized the launch of nuclear weapons on some country. I want the weapons turned off so they can't fire, just in case our hacker friends try anything."
"Sir, I'm fairly certain that they couldn't hack into our systems if they tried. It's a closed mainframe nothing comes in here. But we'll have our tech group working on the barriers and tracking."
"We're not a closed mainframe Lieutenant. We're connected to the worldwide network through sending out messages. Just make sure all security barriers are in place."
"Yes, sir"

The Fleet sailed on through the night. They would arrive at The New Crystal Isles in two days. For now it was quiet, almost too quiet...

01 rounded up a good number of his gang and led them down to the underground parking lot of the apartment complex. The gang was met by three drivers waiting next to three identical dark green SUV's.

"Alright here's what's happening." said 01. "The Chancellor is obviously cornered and has called for back up. The foreigners are likely going to be headed for Lake Kehau or Nadia or both, and since we don't want them to do that, that's where we come in." The three drivers and the thugs listened intently. 01 continued. "We're going to get down to the docks and pick up our arms storage at the old warf warehouse code named outpost. And then half of us are going to get a boat to South Crystal Isles and head to the port city of Graut and hole up on the docks there, since this is the only port that's close to that landlocked dump Nadia. From there we are going to sabotage the port and make sure no ships can come ashore. The rest of you are going to Lake Kehau. There is no port there that can accomadate any large boats, so the squad going there will have to repel any landing craft coming ashore. That is if they land there. That place is is almost completely levelled. Both squads are also to keep a lookout for that damn YOTR. Those kids have no place in the New era. Now get the hell out of here."

The gang of thugs filled all three SUV's and headed down to the port on the southern end of Axin. On the way to the docks, 01 phoned the hackers back in the apartment complex and ordered them to get a lock on Juosh to tap all communications and to check every corner of their network for anything that can be used against them.

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In the Chancellor's office at the top of Hazard Tower, Chancellor Vostok Hazard angrilly paced back and force.

"This is a complete embarassment!" bellowed the Chancellor as he threw a half empty liquor bottle at the wall where it shattered into a million pieces and spattered it's contents all over the expensive carpet. "Those damn YOTR punks just keep popping up and someone keeps arming them and they won't stay dead! And now the international community is laughing at us!" Vostok shuffled back into his desk and angrilly pushed all of it's contents onto the floor. He was about to open up a bottle of booze when one of his secretaries knocked on the office door.

"What the hell do you want!" bellowed Vostok.

"Sir, Zander and General McDagget want to see you." replied the secrety.

"Well get them in here." replied the Chancellor impatiently. The secretary left and a few minutes later the two men arrived in his office.

"Mr Hazard." started Zander, the RNCI minister of defence. "Myself and General McDagget have came up with a plan to rid the republic of the Youth terrorists for once and for all." Vostok nodded

"It's very simple." said McDagget "We resort to air raids. That will make those kids crap their diapers and then the International community will stop thinking we're too big of pussies to blow shit up. And if there is any negative response we can always blame the bombings on someone else, like Kahled or those damn Rivithedz"

"You are out of your mind." replied Vostok. "Let's just wait for the reenforcements. And wait until military casualtes skyrocket before we do anything rash like that."

The fleets sailed quietly through the night. They were nearing the first of the Crystal Isles, it was mere hours before their destination was met.

"Admiral, there's something we need to talk about."
"What is it Commander?"
"Don't you think it's a little too quiet? We came in range of most hackers' range hours ago and there hasn't even been a slight action on the computers. Are you sure Rivithedz, is as advanced at hacking as believed?"
"I am sure they are tracking these vessels through satelittes ever since we left Juosh. They also know by now every part of this ship, it's weakness', strengths, as well as the bulk of the fleet. Believe me they are watching us and will probably begin toying with the mainframe sometime soon. Be on the alert for any spikes."
"Very well, Admiral though it seems your hacker friends aren't even close to hacking into our systems...

"Is there anything on the spysats?" Said one of the Rivithedz hackers on a portable radio to one of his counterparts just down the hall.

"I'm picking up all kinds of crap on this one." replied the hacker. "The Juoshian fleet is within sovergn waters. We've been monitoring them for quite some time now, and They appear to be quite well armed and large in numbers."

His collegue leaned back in his seat and pushed his glasses up on his nose. "Well armed you say?" sneered the hacker. "Try to find their main sattelite uplink." said the other hacker. "It looks like we aren't going to fight this war. THEY'RE GOING TO FIGHT IT FOR US." The hacker radioed all the other hackers on the floor and instructed them to do the same.


"I already found their uplink." said one of the hackers hacker. "But their security systems are a real pain to get around. Tying into their mainframe is going to be a real problem, and will probably take some time."

"...so the RNCI is having such problems that they require international help?" Centurion Deviatus turned around in his chair to face the young subordinate.
"Y..yes sir. They are weak, sir."
"Dispatch a contingent of our suppression units. They will introduce some...discipline into these disruptive elements." The centurion flicked his wrist, dismissing the subordinate, and keyed up a broadcast to New Crystal Islands...

To the Republic of New Crystal Isles:
The glorious Emperor of Ftagn has deigned to answer your request for help by providing you with several elite suppression squads. These units are well trained in keeping violent and subversive elements of society under control. They will deploy on your command.

ooc: Suppression squads are like Ftagn's SWAT equivalent, only more lethal than most, and also work as regular military police. Depending on the tech level, they can be outfitted with light armored exoskeletons.

What tech level is the RNCI?

Mirkana offers aid in the form of soldiers trained in nonlethal weapons - though they can also kill if needed. To make the YOTR pause, our units will be composed entirely of soldiers under 20. When faced with teens like them, but wielding heavy arms, they might think twice before fighting back.

As for the religious groups, we can send in more experienced troops to help with them.

-Random BUMP-

SIC:

[Random 'We Buy It Inc.' Underground Bunker, Location Unknown]

The room is dark with several banks of monitors giving off faint glows, several dozen figures populate the room, several surround a table.

Above the table is a large 3D screen several markers denote the places where the YOTR have struck, and potential YOTR hideouts, several other shapes denote RNCI and Juosh positions of ground forces, large emplacements, bases and fleets(Basically anything that can be seen by satellites with RADAR, IR, LIDAR, and LADAR sensors.

"Another chance for the expansion of capitalism?" Says a figure over the table.

"I think so, alert the 2nd fleet have them change course from Kraven Territories to the RNCI, tell the SSBNs too, get a Dare Devil Squad ready too."

"Yes sir, but what about the operative we already have in their?"

"Tell him to get in contact with YOTR leadership, the faster the better, he has a satellite communications array right?"

"I believe he does, shouldn't take too long..."

"Good, good, target the orbital assests of RNCI and Juosh with the GPALs system, do not fire yet.

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[Geostationary and Low Orbits]

Tracking satellites in GEO, and LEO targetted RNCI, and Juosh satellites, specifically communication satellites, military and civilian, any orbital weapon stations, survelliance satellites, ABM sats, and sensor satellites.

While this was happening satellites in high orbit were busing receiving information from the other satellites, 'Brilliant Pebbles' received targeting information and turned to target the enemy satellites, while in high orbit they would remain undetectable to to the distance and their small size.

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[YOTR controlled area]

Franklin closed his laptop and turned off his satellite transceiver, he had just received orders, he wasn't officially under the We Buy It. Inc. payroll, early a few weeks a We Buy It rep had made a trip to RNCI in the hope of establishing a company branch their, although he discovered this would not work he came in contact with a lower member of YOTR, he learned of their cause and gave him a satellite transceiver should YOTR need help.

"He quickly made a call to one of the higher ups through a secure line(I hope you don't mind me RPing the YOTR for a bit), after a brief convo they arranged a meeting place, the local YOTR outpost.

"The time has come.." said Franklin as he packs up the transceiver. He would leave in a few minutes.

OOC: New Crystal Isles is MT
OOC: Go right ahead Silver Sky.

IC:

Minister of Foreign affairs O'Bannion entered Chancellor Vostok Hazard's office, where he found the chancellor standing impatiently before a large window overlooking the capital city.

"Mr Chancellor." said Obannion. "Two more countries have pledged to send troops to snuff out the youth activists. Ftagn has offered to send some SWAT like supression forces that will deploy on our orders, and Mirkana is bringing in a squad of less-lethal passification forces."

The Chancellor shook his head. "Tell them we will accept their aid." replied Vostok. Obannion returned to his office to clear the two forces providing aid to enter the RNCI. "We have to take all we can get. Those damn YOTR punks are impossible to find, and as soon as we kill them, three more seem to take their places. And their weaponry...Those punks have to be involved with some corporate or foreign invader. There's no other explanation. And those religious nuts. We give them their freedom and now they're fighting for supremacy."

Suddenly a large video screen in Vostok's office flicked on. On the screen was the leader of the Islamic insurgents Kahled Attas

"Stupid fools." growled Kahled. "You are bringing in forces to supress your rebellious youth population that you cannot control, and you still refuse to forfeit these lands to us. You cannot supress us Satan Vostok, and you're a fool if you think you can. Call off the foreigners and either Join us or-" With that the monitor flickered off in an instant

---The jungles of central Island

"Get down!" Yelled Attas, as a mortar shell slammed into the ridge himself and a ragtag group of gunmen were hiding behind. Machine gun fire could be heard all around, but it's source was deep in the thick jungles and remained unseen.
"The Zoltek-El-Quan are closing in on us fast." said Attas to his second in command Majed Hassan, who was manning a heavy machine gun next to him. "If we don't break their ranks, we're finished." Attas furiously fired three bursts from his rifle into the jungle, and then called for the radio operator to call for renforcements.
"Negative." said the radio operator. "The radio's busted." Kahled shook his head in dismay, and went back to firing into the jungle. The rest of the militia did the same and were starting to think the situation was now a lost cause. But then, a new sound started to drown out the machine gun fire. It was the rumbling of an engine and crushing of trees, and was growing increasingly louder. Many of the militiamen turned their heads when the sound stopped. Behind their ranks was an MBT-9, the main battle tank of the RNCI. Several forces approached the tank with caution, waiting to see what would happen. The tank blasted three rounds into the direction of the Zoltek-El-Quan, who were put on the run instantly. The driver of the tank exited, and surely enough it was one of the Eternal Jihad's own. "I stole it off an abandoned troop ship that ran aground on the Island." said the driver. "Looks like the electronics on the ship were really badly tampered with."
"Very nice." commented Kahled. "Now I want you and half this squad to hold this position, and I want the rest to follow me. We're going to find the Zoltek-el-Quan's hideout." Kahled and a large group of men started a hike into the jungle.

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Axin Docks

The SUV's driven by the Rivithedz were parked in a deserted garage outside the warf. The garage was an old brick structure with a tin roof and a gravel floor. The walls were covered with graffitti, and the roof had several holes in it. Next to the garage was a small wooden building with plywood over the windows and a paddlocked door. This building was the place the Rivithedz called the "outpost".

01 produced a key and removed the paddlock, and pushed the old door open. His gang slowly followed him inside the old building. 01 and a few other Rivithedz turned on flashlights to see around inside the building. The building was full of old fishing equipment - remmnants of the RNCI's once booming and now dead fishing industry. 01 pushed a crate aside to find a trapdoor. Once opened, a rickety set of stairs led down to a damp, musty room with a dirt floor. Aside from a stone foundation, some wooden supports, and a few shovels, the room was completely empty. In one corner of the room, some of the dirt was slightly disturbed.
"grab a shovel and dig over there." Instructed 01. A few of the Rivitheds chewed up the ground and found two metal crates. They struggled to bring the crates to the surface. Inside the metal boxes were a number of weapons. A few Sniper Rifles, some RPG-7's and a number of smaller SMG's and handguns.

"Everyone grab one." instructed 01. "And I want this group to split into two. Half of you I want to grab a boat and get to the Graut port. That's where the forces who are going to try to pacify Nadia are going to land. And once you're there, hole up in the buildings and take out any foreign troops as they come ashore. The other group will be led by me. We will grab the floatplane out front and fly to Lake Kehau. Kill anyone you see there and keep on the lookout for any invaders. Now get the hell out of here." The group split in half, and grabbed their respected vehicles and headed off to their destinations.

On his way to the plane, 01's cellphone went off. It was one of his hackers.
"01" said the hacker. "We've been toying with the systems on the Juosh fleet all day, and finally and found some interesting weaponry. We've also gained access to the navigation computers and can easily set these ships off course."

"Excellent" said 01 "Let's see how much damage Juosh's long-range missiles can do"

"Negative" said the Hacker. "We haven't broke into their weapons systems yet. We know what they have, but we can't quite access their weapons control."

"Well, try messing around with the navagation systems for now." replied 01, as he boarded the aircraft.

:headbang: bump

OOC: Any response to my offer?

OOC: Any response to my offer?

OOC: ...yes, see NCI's post above.

OOC: Just for you to know NCI if you're referring to the long range weapons as nuclear than I'll just have to say it's impossible to fire them, the data base is cut off on a seperate computer that is shut down and if it is shut down it is cut off from the main data base, otherwise it's fine.

IC: "Admiral, we have a problem."
"What is it, Captain?"
"Our Navigation systems are... faulty to say the least."
"Our hacker friends finally get somewhere?"
"Yes, sir. It appears that they're trying to make us go a few hundred miles off course, were already about 5 minutes behind schedule. What should we do?"
"Send out a warning to all fleets about this, especially Sub Con Alpha, we don't need the subs drifting off hundreds of miles not even close to us. Warn the weapon specialists to have all weapons secured on their computers, also be watching for any other disturbances with the weapons. Try to set up some counterhackers, try to get the thugs to lead us right back to their base, set up some tracing equipment. I don't want these hackers escaping."
"Yes, sir."

~board Lead Sub of Sub Con Alpha~

"Sir, our communication systems aren't working."
"What? Why not?"
"I've been trying to get a secure link with Admiral Aquaras, but it appears there something disturbing the signal. We can't even pick up the base of the fleet on SONAR. Something is terribly wrong."
"Nonesense, we must just be above a thermal vent in the ocean floor, perhaps it's releasing some substance to disrupt the communications or something fell off the sub. It'll pass, just continue on our present course."
"Very, well Captain."

Onboard the FS-Corruption:

"Sir, we're nearing Graut. Shall I send a message ahead?"

"Send port authorities our location, and tell them to make room forr us at the docks. Bring the other ships into formation, and tell the troops to get geared up. We need to look good for our arrival."

"As you command, Sir."

To the Graut port authorities:

The servants of the immortal Emperor are here to assist you. Make room, our troop carriers need space to unload. I repeat..."

OOC: I was actually referring to surface-Surface missiles and the like -- which the hackers were currently unsuccessful at.

The Harbormaster at graut was snoozing away in his office when he was awaken by the sound of a ringing phone.

"Graut port Harbormaster." said the Harbor master. "We have been expecting you. You are cleared to enter." The harbormaster picked up an intercom and told the workers of the port to prepare the largest docks for landing

The workers rushed to remove any debris and small craft away from the large docks.


Meanwhile, the rivithedz have positioned themselves in various places amongst the docks--especially in the tall cargo cranes near the water's edge.
01 was focusing his sniper rifle, and was staring intently into the lights in the distance. Suddenly, his phone went off.

"Don't call me!" snapped 01. "You'll blow our cover!" The caller was one of his hackers.
"I just think you may want to know that the fleet on the way to Graut is with a different country. The Immortal Empire."
"Great!" grumbled 01 as he turned off his phone.

...."here they come!"

OOC: Where exactly are the YOTR controlled areas?

[Abandoned Warehouse, YOTR Local Command]

Franklin was 30 seconds early, he entered the warehouse through a side door and was greated by the cool airconditioning, he quickly made his way past a few stretchers and computer to the main command room.

He opened the door and saw several men waiting for him at a quickly built table in the center of the room.

"I see you guys finally got the AC fixed, about time, it's been 2 weeks." Joked Franklin as he placed his laptop and satellite transceiver on the table.

"Yeah, we finally got one of the tech guys to fix it, so anyway, what's time big ally you have for us."

Franklin smiled and opened his breif case, he handed some papers to the others as he powered up his laptop and satellite transceiver.

"I'll let you read those over papers while I establish a connection.."

A few seconds later after all the connections were finished, the projector that the laptop was connected too hummed to life and a large image of a man, who's face was hidden by shadow, he began to speak, "Ah Franklin, nice to see you again, I trust that you're making trouble for the government?"

"Yes, long time no see." responds Frankling with a smile, a leading member of the YOTR speaks up.

"Who are you and what do you want?"

"Oh, excuse my lack of proper introduction, I am Tyler Wolf, one of the board of directors of We Buy It Inc., a large company with branches across the world, we're here to assist you." Says the figure on the screen

"Assist us? How do you plan to do so? You're thousands of miles away, you couldn't possibly get here, and you are merely a company, we require a large nation, not some puny company!" says on of the YOTR leaders.

"We are anything but a puny company, we are a conglomerate of hundreds of companies all with the backing of an entire government and even several more. We are capable of waging a small war, or more specifically your war."

Tyler pauses for a moment before continuing, "We will assist you by providing a large fleet and an SSGN/SSN strike force, as you can see here," Tylers image is replaced with the image of a large formation of ships heading towards the RNCI, and then is replaced by a map showing the projected path of the fleet, "As you see our fleet, along with an invasion taskforce, will procced to a point 150 miles northwest of the RNCI, our SSGN/SSN force will remain only 70 miles offshore, both would be in international waters, some what safe from a pre-emptive strike from the RNCI navy."

The YOTR leaders discusse among them selves for a few moments, finally the leader turns back Tyler, "Very well, we're glad to have the support of We Buy It, however, there are groups called the Eternal Jihad and Zoltek-El-Quan, what do you plan to do with them?"

Tyler chuckled, "After the RNCI government is subdued we will come to an agreement with Eternal Jihad, they will remain in control of the central island while you will get the outer islands, does that seem fine?"

Another pause, another brief discussion by the YOTR leaders, "Yes that is fine, just hurry."

"We will, we will. Now good day, I have a war to plan." Finishes Tyler as the com link goes out.

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[600 Miles West Of The RNCI, Heading Northeast, Flagship, WNS 'Axle Rose']

A fleet of 48 frigates, 24 destroyers, 12 cruisers, six Atlantic-class Trimaran large battleship, six Antietam-class BBGN and a three Victory-class Trimaran fleet carrier, escorted nearly 200 transports, the 'Axle Rose', a Victory-class Carrier, was the flagship, although none of the ships flew flags, and the ship type, from Portland Iron Works in Sarzonia, helped to keep the identity of the ships a secret until the last moment.

[Bridge of the 'Axel Rose']

Admiral Jessica Botch looked out over the bridge of the supercarrier, she turned towards the com officer and said, "It is time begin Operation Star Fall, relay the message."

The Com officer merely nodded.

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[High Earth Orbit]

The GPALS constilations made final targeting adjustments to the satellites of Ftagn, Juosh, and RNCI satellites, the 'Brilliant Pebbles' received targeting information from the satellites in high orbit and low orbit, they turned towards their targets and began active tracking, using a combination of RADAR, LADAR, and IR sensors they enemy satellites were doomed.

With a single signal thousands of "Brilliant Pebbles" streaked towards their targets.

Operation Star Fall would begin with a bang.

The Red Tide Mafia had noted the situation in NCI with interest, they decided to take advantage of this, 'buisness opportunity'.

A random medium sized NCI port town.

The four freighters steamed towards the town. It had a adequate docking facility for the task. The freighters were waving the Red Tidean flag. Anybody taking a close look at the fourth freighter would notice the Mi-28 HAVOK Attack Helicopters on makeshift helipads on the deck. This one stopped steaming towards the port. Men wearing black ski masks rushed out and untied the ropes holding downt he Helicopters. 2 of them got in and lifted off, they're flight training was well recieved. The chopper began to head towards the town. The other three freighters continued to steam full speed at the town.

A hospital roof in Nadia
Jack Smith was neglecting his post. The YOTR sentry was more concerned with watching the girls patrolling the streets than he was with watching out for any enemy troops. One advantage of the YOTR was that there were no adults stopping him from sleeping with any girl he wanted to.

Because Jack was watching his own patrol, he didn't see four helicopters approach. By the time he heard them, it was too late.

One helicopter landed on the helipad and discharged several black-uniformed soldiers. Jack came to his senses and opened fire. A soldier returned fire, shooting Jack in the chest. Just before he fell unconscious, Jack got a good look through the soldier's visor.

She was the hottest girl he had ever seen. And she had shot him in the heart.

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Private Jean Pollard looked at the boy she had shot. He was about her age, and not unattractive. But he was an enemy - a terrorist, in fact. She looked ahead and reloaded her rifle.

The Mirkanan soldiers began fanning out. They did not kill unless fired upon - though they used tranquilizer darts on any YOTR they encountered.

OOC: A little godmodish, you gotta deploy forces first and RP travel, you can't just pop up instantly. If we could I would have taken the RNCI capital.;) :)

OOC: The YOTR controls most of a warehouse/industrial district-turned skid row district of Nadia. They also have most of the town of Lake Kehau.


A large platoon of Jackbooted RNCI storm troopers marched through the streets of Nadia's roughest area, a former industrial/warehouse district nicknamed "Desolation Ghetto". The area got it's name to contemplate the neglected buildings left over from the capitalist era that ended in the 1940's and a number of crown businesses that the government never bothered to fund. The area is popular amongst the RNCI's class-three (lower class) citizens.

The squad marched passed an old nightclub that was recently bombed by the YOTR. The flames of the building towered high into the sky, casting an eerie light over the neighborhood.

"Damn punks got another building" commented one of the storm troopers. "Where are those little ****'s?" The stormtroopers scanned the streets, and saw something move in an alleyway.

"What the hell is that?" said one of the stormtroopers. "It looked like a person." The squad readied their weapons.

"Well!" barked the squad leader. "Follow him!" The stormtroopers charged down to the alleyway and found out what they saw. Sure enough it was a person. It was an unusually dressed man in his early 20's -- a member of the YOTR. The man must have seen the Stormtroopers, because he was running away rapidly. However, he would never get very far. Almost immediately after they saw the man, the entire squad opened fire on him.

"Check him." ordered the squad leader.

two storm troopers approached the man's corpse, which was more of a bloodied mangled mess. After picking through the man's remains, the stormtroopers found a map, a dissassembled M-4 Carbine, and a paper with a number of names written on it. The names were probably black market traders or other members of the YOTR.

"Check that map." ordered the squad leader. "It probably has all their hideouts on it." The storm trooper opened the map. It was a street map of the city of Nadia. There were a number of X's on various places of the map, mostly around the "Desolation Ghetto" area.

"These are probably hideouts." said the storm trooper, showing the map to the squad leader.

"Now we know where we can send in the air strikes." said a voice. The squad turned to their flank. Standing in the entrance of the alleyway was a figure dressed in a long white trench coat. It was General McDagget.

"General McDagget?" commented the squad leader. He didn't know what to say.

"I have ordered the RNCI air force to prepare to bomb the YOTR hideouts." commented McDagget.

"Sir." said the unit's communications operator. "We can't call in air strikes. The civilian population in this area is too high."

McDagget was disgusted. "Do you realize the problems these punks are causing? They must die, even if it means a few civilian casualties. Now radio the YOTR positions to the air base."

"Sir, he's right." said the squad leader. "If we start bombing our own cities, the international community will-"

"The international community thinks we're pussies!" shouted McDagget. "I don't give a damn about them. We are going to alleviate this situation. Now radio those positions or I'll shoot you myself." The communications op proceeded to do so.

McDagget's phone started to ring. "McDagget." said the voice on the phone. "This is Admiral Talus. We have sighted an four freighters and a number of helicopters, possibly belonging to the Red Tide, headed for the Islands. Ready the ground forces. They could be trouble."

Talus, aboard his Trimaran "CIWS Cygnus." watched the freighters intently.
"There's something fishy going on" commented Talus, picking up his radio. "Cygnus to CIWS Ortega." said Talus. "Send one of those new Talon high altitude strike aircraft to investigate those freighters." Talus put down the radio, only to hear it buzz again.

"Aquarius to Cygnus" said the voice on the other end. "This is Vice Admiral Lynch. We have sighted what appears to be a massive fleet outside the sovergn waters of the RNCI. Source unknown. We are currently sending a Sadako Stealth ship to carry out a recon."

"Well do." replied Talus. "If they are not amongst the nations sending aid to the islands. Fire at will."

The fleet was running two hours behind its scheduled. Captain Ortega pounded the table in disgust, "Come on men! Those hackers aren't better than our finest computer geniuses are they! No? THAN GET TO WORK AND GET US BACK ON COURSE!!!."
"Captain, I believe you should see this."
"What is it."
"I think we got a trace, but according to this..."
"One of our own ships? There must be some trators on board this fleet! I'll get Admiral Aquaras to get us a background check on anyone to see if any have come to the NCI in the past three years, we'll know if anyone's giving out all our information."
"Yes, sir. Wait I'm picking up something new... We're almost to the NCI according to this map, but the tracer signal is coming from around 500 miles away from our position. But it's in the middle of the ocean?"

OOC: Is this mod-tech? I'd send my Flame Starter, but casting fire is a magic-thing although he's weak to water...

The large, black, almost monolithic vessels were nearing the docks. The lead transporter had already docked. Its loading bay doors silently opened, to reveal row on row of carefully polished helmets and assault rifles. The first troops had arrived.

OOC: Sorry, short post. I'm short on time right now.

OOC: A response to my attacks on your satellites would be welcome.:)

OOC: A response to my attacks on your satellites would be welcome.:)

OOC: In due time...

---Rivithedz' Base---

"Damn these weapons systems are a pain in the ass to crack!" grumbled one of the hackers. "We've been at it all day and-"

Suddenly his computer screen went blank.

"What the hell?" shrieked the hacker in extreme anger. "Where did the connection go?" The hacker's two-way started buzzing.

"Who is this?" yelled the hacker. It was one of his collegues

"There's something going screwy." said the hacker on the other end. "We lost our connection with the Juoshian fleet."

"No ****" replied the hacker "And it was going so perfect too. We cracked into them via sattelite and tied into their mainframe and-- Wait a minute. There must be something screwy with the sattelites. Let's see."

The hacker turned on his TV, and sure enough he was met with a message reading "We are experiencing technical difficulties."

"DAMMIT!"

--Graut Docks--

"We got some activity here." said 01 on his comm. "Get ready to fire at those troops." In the mean time, 01 decieded to check on the hackers. He dialed his cell, but noticed it didn't work. "My phone's dead." grumbled 01. "Something fishy is going on." 01 pocketed his phone and focused his rifle on the landing troops. The moment the first troop stepped onto the pier - 01 fired....


---Streets of Nadia----

A number of soldiers holed out in a listening post located in a run-down tenancy known as "Jarvis Heights" were eavesdropping on local activity.

"Something's going on at the hospital." said one of the soldiers. "It looks like the Mirkana forces are here."

A soldier who was loafing on a couch stood up. "Really?" said the soldier. "What's going on over there?"

"It seems that someone got shot." said the soldier. "Then a Mirkanan helicopter was seen leaving the scene."

"Looks like we got some back up." said the other soldier. "Now we should have less troubles sniffing out these damn kids and dealing with those religious nuts and those Rivithedz nerds."

Another soldier entered the room.
"Speaking of snuffing out." said the soldier. "Did we figure what's going on in that one building? You know the one that we can only pick up muffled sounds from?"

"We're still working on it." said another soldier. "I'll bet there's something really suspicious going on in there."

Sorry.

Oh, and Mirkanan forces are planning to occupy the hospital and use it as a base of operations. The reasons are access to medical equipment, plenty of rooms to hold POWs in, and the helipads to get more equipment into battle.

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Mirkanan Command Center (Nadia Hospital)

Captain Peter Menashe had taken over the hospital director's office as his command center. What members of the hospital staff remained were working, mainly in the emergency room.

The decision to use the hospital as a command center was brilliant, really. For instance, it was easy to meet with people...

"Lt. Kepler, this is Captain Menashe. Please come to my office," he called over the P.A. Two minutes later, Lt. Kepler was in the office.

"Kepler, I want you to start sending out radio signals to try and locate any surviving NCI troops."

"Aye, sir."

A ragtag group of RNCI stormtroopers were on the run after being outnumbered in a firefight.

"Where do those punks get weapons like that?" huffed one of the stormtroopers.
"Just shut up and keep running." ordered his commanding officer. The stormtroopers ran down several blocks until finding a deserted bus shelter to rest in. All the stormtroopers dropped in their tracks and started guzzling water by the flask once they reached the shelter.

"This should be far enough away." said the commanding officer. "Now check your equipment and take care of the wounded."

"Sir." said the unit's communications op. "I'm picking up a signal coming from the hospital."

"Respond." ordered the commander.

"This is Urban Passification unit five. Over." said the communicator.

The last of the transports pulled up to the dock, and the Legionnaires stepped off as one. They made an impressive sight until suddenly a gunshot rang out. A Legionnaire crumpled to the ground, his life cut short by a headshot. Swiftly and efficiently, the troopers spread out into their squads and sought cover from the gunfire. A few shouldered their rifles and sprayed bullets into nearby building.

The first APC rolled onto the pavement, and the turretted autocannon opened fire at random.

Meanwhile in one of the transports, Praetor Cassius was alerted to a whole different kind of crisis.

"What do you mean, 'technical difficulties'?!" He roared at a subordinate.

"Sir, we've lost contact with central command...everyone! It seems like someone has taken out our satellites."

"How soon can we regain communications?"

"I don't know", the subordinate shrugged "As soon as more satellites are sent up. It could take a while, they won't send more up until they find what brought them down."

"The Emperor curse whoever did this... declare an emergency situation, and bring out the big guns."

"The Emperor's will be done. Yes Sir!" The subordinate saluted and strode out of the room.

OOC: I'm going to give NCI a chance to dispatch naval forces to intercept mine before I attack, just to be fair.:)

[100 miles Northwest of Lake Kehau, Heading southeast]

Admiral Botch looked out over the bridge before calling on the com officer, "Was the strike a sucsess?"

"Yes ma'am, all three nations satellite girds were taken down, completely, although it did use up alot of the "Brilliant Pebbles" in the attack, I did put a call into HQ to get some more up their, although it'll be a few days."

"Good good, prepare the troops, we have a war to fight."
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OOC: Crappy post, near bedtime.

--Somewhere near the NC Islands--

A fleet lies dormant, the hulls of great warships completely silent and motionless.

Inside a message was being received...

"...I repeat, the satellite network is down, we have lost contact with Command. Initiate phase 1 of contingency plan Alpha. There are more players at work here than mere revolutionaries..."

Admiral Issius issued the order, and the main fleet began a slow advance towards the Isles.

OOC: I thought I should give you some details on my military. It's mostly all PMT to FT, though. Substitute ETC guns for Railguns, and such...

The transports in Graut are troop carriers from a Defiler Heavy Transport...

"Sadako one to - What the hell? Why is the comm dead?" Said the pilot of the Sadako. One of his crew approached the pilot's seat.

"Sir, something's up with the sattelites. Our whole computer systems have gone haywire." said the sailor. The pilot dropped the comm in disgust and leaned back. "That's just great." grumbled the pilot. The sailor opened up an access panel near the rear of the boat's cabin and located the light control and started turning the lights in the cabin on and off in short and long frequencies.

"What the hell are you doing sailor?" asked the captain. "You're going to give our position away."

Aboard the Aquarius, Vice admiral Lynch saw lights flashing in Sadako One's general direction.

"What the hell is going on over there?" asked one of the crew. "There's some flashing lights."

Another crew member peered out into the darkness. "I think it's morse code." said the sailor.

"Are you ****ing serious?" snorted Admiral Lynch.

"Affirmative." replied the sailor. "It says Unknown fleet heading towards Lake Kehau. Prepare to fire."

"Alert the other vessels via radio waves." Ordered Lynch. "And get the nearest carrier to scramble all it's aircraft to Lake Kehau."

"Affirmative" replied the sailor, as he proceeded to rig up the emergency radio. Lynch proceeded to hit the alarm to summon his crew to battle stations.

Half an hour later, the roar of many 1.42 and CIF-17 fighter jets and a squadron of NCIAAH attack helicopters could be heard overhead. Three CIB-100 light bombers followed the helicopters. Contact with the aircraft carriers was made. A number of attack submarines, Sadakos and other vessels which were patrolling the area could be seen travelling full steam in the same direction.

Aboard the Aquarius, the massive Trimaran's main guns were turned towards the northwest.

"Are those guns ready?" barked Lynch into the ship's comm.

"Affirmative." commented a gunner.

"Fire at will." ordered Lynch. Instantly a single shot rang out from the ship's main guns. Several more followed.

"Did we hit anything?" asked Lynch

"Negative." replied the gunner. Lynch slammed his fist into the console.

"Full steam ahead!" Yelled Lynch as his blood seemed to boil.


While the guns of the Aquarius were firing, the squadron of jets streaked over Lake Kehau. In the distance, the fleet could be seen steaming southeast. The leader of the squadron ordered his pilots to prepare to fire.

All the aircraft in the squadron hastilly fired their missiles into the fleet and then streaked overtop of it. After flying a distance away from the fleet, the commander ordered his squadron to turn around and strafe the vessels with their machine guns. As the jets turned around, the pilots could see the squadron of attack helicopters approaching the fleet. The helicopter fleet released their payload just as the jets flew over top the vessels below. The three CIB-100 light bombers were fast approaching...

At the sea level, a number of LPT-9 patrol boats and Sadako Stealth ships were approaching the island which was home to Lake Kehau. Further behind them was a fleet of rapidly advancing attack submarines.

"The fleet is almost in range." said one of the commanding officers. "Prepare to fire."

---Graut---

"Get down! Get down!" Yelled 01, as he witnessed a number of his comrades succumb to the onslaught of the Ftagn legion's return fire. 01 crouched on the floor of the cargo crane he was holed up in. He pushed his rifle aside and loaded his submachine gun. The sound of several bullets could be heard peppering his hiding spot. Lifting his gun to the crane's window, 01 fired random bursts at his advasaries.

A rivithed hiding behind a forklift prepared to fire an RPG-7 into one of the transports. However, before he could get the shot off, he was hit in the head by a burst of gunfire. His RPG went off and exploded inneffectively against the hull of the transport ship in the dock.

Some of the Rivithedz continued to fire at the Ftaganians with sniper rifles, while the rest choose to rely on their automatics and semiautomatics.

Over by the forklift, one rivithed taped a hand grenade to the forklift's propane tank and proceeded to wedge a pipe between the vehicles' gas peddle. He took cover and aimed at the forklift as it approached the Ftagians. In case that didn't work, 01 saw what his comrade did, and managed to start the cargo crane. Earlier he noticed that the end of his hoist was rigged to a sea can. This gave him an idea. He hoisted the sea can several above the transport ship's opening where the troops were pouring out. 01 then aimed his Sniper rifle...

"Urban Pacification Unit Five, this is the Mirkanan Expeditionary Force occupying the hospital. What is your status, over?"

"There they are, fire!" The orderly march from the ship had turned into a mad scramble to get out of ship. More and more soldiers and APCs fled onto the docks. Relatively unnoticed by the soldiers, the rigged forklift trundled into a group of surprised Ftagians and detonated. As one squad of troopers ran out, a large sea can smashed down on top of them, mostly blocking the doors.

By this point most squads have spread out and begun regrouping. But there was still activity from one of the carriers. A new kind of Legionnaire marched out into the light, flanked by an Imperator class battle tank. A Legionnaire dressed in the armored uniform of the 2nd Legion 1st Cohort. The tank displayed the gauntlet clad fist of the 2nd Armored, the hammer of the Emperor.

A loud speaker from a ship announced. "The will of the Emperor will not be denied. Enemy combatants are advised to lay down their arms and subject themselves to the Emperor's mercy."

OOC: Total # of troops before casualties was about 500 MPs, 50 APCs, plus 200 2nd Legionnaires and 15 MBTs.

"According to our charts we're approximately 300 leagues away from NCI, we'll arrive in about 7-8 hours. As you can see- wait what the hell is going on?"
The feed went out.
"Someone must've bombed our satelittes, try to get into contact with the other fleets, if that don't work use Morse Code. We need to find out what's going on. Someone have some phone that is not based on satelittes? We need to talk to President Roberson ASAP. I want to find out who took out our satelittes. Luckily enough any information stored in our databases on this ship is still accessible, we cannot gain any new Intel on who did this but with all of the messages coming in and out of here there has to be some info on who might have done this. Give me a printout of all the information we have on every country participating in this war I want it on my desk in two hours, now get to work!"

~Grasia, Juosh~

Pandemonium had taken the streets of the city. With all but 1% of satelittes down it was the perfect time for crime to take to the streets. A roundabout gang known as the "Triab" was the main cause of concern. Broken glass littered the streets of the city as the gang took no time in getting into every store in Grasia.

"Mr. Roberson?"
"What!!! Can't you tell that I'm busy! We have one of the greatest panics in the history of the nation and you want to waste time and chat? I have too much to do right now to sit and do idle chat so please leave me alone Ms. Ericson."
"Sir, I have some bad news. The Triab gang has took to the streets and Grasia and the population is getting... rebllious. I understand that you would like to work on getting new satelittes up in space, but the civilians are getting restless. We should get our military out on the streets to help capture the Triab."
"I'll deal with that tomorrow, I have much more urgent matters to attend to. Leave me."

--Streets of Nadia--

"Our status is pretty messed up. We were outnumbered and ambushed by armed terrorists." replied the CommOp. "We lost a quarter of our men, and about half the survivors are wounded. Over".

The squad leader was annoyed with the situation.

"I can't believe this ****!" grumbled the squad leader. "How did we get outgunned by a bunch of street punks?" The squad leader paced back and forth on the sidewalk in front of the bus shelter. "And those guns they were using." Continued the squad leader. "There has to be some foreign military or corporation up to no good."

Overhead the rumble of several CIB-100 light bombers could be heard growing louder and louder. At first no one cared, but then the members of this praticular squad realized that the YOTR base they wandered into wasn't too far from their position. They had to get out of that area.

"Airstrike inbound!" yelled the Squad leader.

The CommOp started yammering into his radio. "We need extraction! Air raid Inbound!"

---Graut----

"****-YOU!" yelled 01 as he threw a number of hand grenades in various directions.

The rest of the Rivithedz refused to give up either. Two praticularly brave (or stupid) rivithedz ran up to the New soldier and started unloading their guns at point blank, despite their bullets were bouncing off most parts of his armor. The rest stayed back and continued firing from wherever they were hiding.

OOC: sorry for not posting, I've been busy with my Neptune Class SD refit, post will come tomorrow cause I have no school!!!!:)

OOC:


[We Buy It. Inc, The Silver Sky]

"Hmm, it seems we have a much better operation about to go down, called back the fleet. Wll, after they destroy the enemy force."

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The enemy forces were well trained, but without satellite feed they were at a distinct disadvantage, this was apparent as the first shells landed thousands of yards from any ship.

"Fire control report, target those enemy ships"

"Yes ma'am!"

The big 24 inch guns of the battleships roard to life, more then 100 shells were sent hurteling towards the enemy ships, targeting the biggest ships.

"Incoming planes and missiles! Yelled a radar operator." Almost right away CIWS and SAM fire flew towards the enemy planes and missiles, F-133s patrolling over head swooped down onto the enemy fighters using their cannons and short range missiles, "Merge with the enemy formations, cause some panic boys" said a squad leaders as he got onto the tail of any enemy plane.

"Incoming light bombers! Get some F-133s over their." Yelled a AWACs operator.

"We're one it!" Responded a squad leader and he armed and fired his medium ranged missiles, he was followed suit by others.

"Low flying helos! Get some SAH-27s over their.

SAH-27s, the staple of the armed forces flew at full speed towards the enemy helicopters, "Arm your AAMs boys, it's a hunting time! Said a leader as AAMs flew from his wing tip rails.

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"Fleet Damage report!" Yelled Admiral Botch.

"4 Frigates heavily damaged, plus 2 sunk, a destroyer sunk, and 2 cruiser with light damage."

"Keep up the AA fire, get another salvo onto those enemy ships!"

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Far below the waves a group of SSNs were waiting silently for the incoming patrol, and stealth boats, long with the submarines.

"Load all tubes!" "5...4...3...2...1...FIRE!"

The Torps sliced through the water at high speed, targeting the enemy subs and then stealth ships.

Graut--

Squad Leader Trask ducked behind a concrete barrier as shrapnel flew over his head, decapitating an unlucky MP behind him. He called into his headset radio, "These scum are either inhumanly brave, or incredibly stupid. We need a real demonstration of power here! Bring up those tanks!" He paused for a moment, distracted by the thud of a grenade landing at his feet. "Aww cra---" The grenade went off.

A Legionnaire was brought down by a couple of Rivethedz in a hail of bullets. His nearby squadmate cooly leveled his Trucido rifle and pumped off a grenade. The tank arched a volley high of the Rivethedz, and demolished a building behind them. The dual ETC cannons cycled and aimed again...

--Graut Harbor--

The Rivithedz who killed the legionaire's victory was short lived as a grenade cut their lives (and anatomy) short.

01 was hastilly reloading when the sound of cannonfire whizzed over his head followed by the impact against a large building and another shot. As the building tumbled to the ground, violent shockwaves could be felt all over the port. The destruction of the building gave many of the rivithedz the idea that they wouldn't win this battle. Therefore they abandoned their posts and ran into the city. 01 and a few others stayed behind for a little bit longer - before they started to run..


---Ocean off Lake Kehau---

As the squadron of jets circled back to their respected carrier, a number were shot down by anti aircraft fire and unseen forces which managed to work into the squadron's formation. The squadron broke formation to attempt to engage their new enemy. Below, anti-aircraft guns and SAM's could be seen going off. A number of LPT-9 patrol boats steamed towards the fleet and started firing on the f-133's

The bombers approaching the fleet were met by a number of rapidly oncoming f-133's. A number of CIF-17's escorting the three CIB-100's burst towards the incoming fighters to intercept any launched missiles, and to engage them. One of the three bombers was struck by an oncoming missile.

Further below, the Helicopter squadron approaching the fleet were engaged by a number of enemy aircraft. The leader of the squadron ordered his squadron to fire on the enemy aircraft and attempt to break their lines and bomb the fleet, as a number of helicopters around him burst into flames and plunged into the ocean.

Further back the incoming RNCI fleet continued to steam towards their enemies but were met by oncoming torpedoes. A number of Submarines hastilly deployed counter-torpedoes. After the crews of the submarines detected their enemies, they launched back. Around the Submarines, a few burnt-out shells of some unfortunate Sadako stealth ships plunged towards the seabed. One of these managed to collide with an RNCI submarine, severely damaging it, and nearly bringing it to the bottom with it. The crippled submarine had to surface and be abandoned. The gash in its hull rendered it useless. The remaining Sadakos and the LPT-9's peppered the ocean in the general direction of the enemy submarines.


Around the Aquarius, shells were exploding in the ocean and on several of the vessels nearby. Several cruisers and destroyers were reduced to flaming wrecks which rapidly sank.
"We're taking losses fast!" Yelled Lynch. "Are we in range yet?"
"Affirmative." replied his navagator.
"Prepare to fire!" yelled Lynch. The Aquarius's main guns started blasting out shells. The rest of the fleet also proceeded to do so shortly after the Aquarius started blasting.

Nadia General Hospital (MEF HQ)
"Confirmed. We will be sending helos for extraction."

Captain Menashe then contacted the helo pilots.
"I am sending coordinates of an RNCI holdout. You are to extract them. Along the way, conduct sniper drops."

"Aye, sir."

Within an hour, Mirkanan snipers, carrying full ammo boxes, were rappelling down onto the most inaccessible spots in Nadia - and locations with excellent views. Finally, they approached the coordinates.

"Need extraction?" Lt. Kepler called out on a megaphone.

As the smoke cleared, the expeditionary force began clearing away the dead and wounded.

2nd Legion Commander Vryce sat upon a piece of rubble, trying to piece together his scattered forces.
"Salvage all the equipment you can from the dead. Throw the bodies into the sea. Kill all the enemy wounded, except one. Let him watch, then bandage his wounds and set him free. Do not question why, just DO it!"

"Hey, here's another living one! Help me get him up!" A couple of MPs dragged the wounded Rivethed into a pile with the rest. Commander Vryce strode over. "Take this one. After we're done here, interrogate him and find out what you can about their organization and composition. Now to finish off the rest." He kneeled down beside a Rivethed, drawing his ceremonial dagger. "Make sure the prisoner is watching"
A couple of MPs restrained the prisoner and forced his eyes open.
The commander plunged his dagger into the helpless Rivethed, while his compatriot was forced to watch. It was over quickly; the commander wasting no time in making sure the man was dead,
Then, he turned to the prisoner. "Now... Let's see what you know..."

"Affirmative!" replied the Squad leader. "We have wounded soldiers that need to be evacuated." The soldiers who were not wounded prepped their injured comrades for evac. Meanwhile, the approaching bombers were now visible.
"We got to get out of here." Said one of the troops. "That base had a huge depot of stolen weaponry."

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"What the hell do you want to know?" replied the prisoner. as he glared through his dark goggles at his advasary.

[OOC: Sorry for no post, been busy, should be able to post later.]

Vryce stared at the prisoner for a moment, then stated evenly, "You do not speak to a servant of the Divine Emperor in that tone, scum. For that, they (he points to the wounded Rivethedz behind him) will die slowly, and you will watch. Now tell me, why are you rebelling against your legitimate government? What is your motivation? I want you to tell me whatever you know about your organization. Leader, base of operations, where you get your weapons...Everything."

OOC: I'm a little busy at the moment as well... so...short post, sorry.

The Mirkanan helicopters descended. The doors opened as Mirkanan soldiers rushed out to help the RNCI troops. When the last soldier was aboard, the four choppers lifted off, and headed back to the hospital.

Lt. Kepler saw the incoming bombers. He was stunned. Unfortunately, the Mirkanans had not anticipated enemy aircraft, and had no anti-air weapons.

He radioed back that there were enemy bombers en route, and that they would need air support. Then he turned to the RNCI squad leader.

"So, can you explain how these kids got their hands on bombers?"

Several F-133s were hit by the incoming patrol boats, "This is Red Leader, incoming patrol boats giving us some flak, watch the cross fire! Begin strafing." Several F-133s screamed low over the enemy ships firing their 25mm gattling guns, 2 were hit by gun fire and 3 by SAMs.

"Incoming patrol boats, commence firing!" Yelled a Evermore-class GP destroyer Captain, his crew manuvered infront of the patrol boats and deliver a broad side of 3 127mm guns, 6 of the 20mm AA guns turned their attention towards the patrol boast and deliver a hail of AP 20mm rounds into the enemy ships.

Several F-133s fired AIM-508 Starshield New Short Range Air-to-Air Missiles at the incoming enemy fighters, several other targeted the 2 remaining bombers and fired AIM-509 Starfall New Intermediate Range Dual Function Missiles at them and their escorting fighters. A few F-133s were hit but most managed to manuver out of the path of the missiles.

The SAH-27A Attack Helicopters had managed to deal a severe blow to then enemy helicopter force, they continued to engage them with SRAAMs and 35mm cannon fire. They soon were attacked by enemy fighters, "Dodge, dodge! Incoming missiles!" Yelled the AWACs operator to the helicopters, several dodged using their DNIs and countermeasures but a few were hit taking them out.

"Incoming torpedoes! Straight on!" Yelled a sonar operator.

"Deploying countermeasures!" Several countermeasues slipped from their tubes and began making noise, a few counter-torpedoes were launched.

"Torpdedoes at range 1000!" "Deploying CIWS!" One each submarine several turrets of supercavitating guns deployed themselves and began to fire on the torpedoes destroying most of them, several ment after the countermeasures, however 3 exploded near near the submarines causing some light to moderate damage to several subs. The subs fired a return salvo of torpedoes towards the enemy submaines and hit flank speed in order to engage the enemy subs in a sorta "underwater dogfight".

"Incoming shells!" Was the call heard around the fleet, several frigates were hit out right, 3 damaged and 2 sunk by lucky hits to the engines or magazines. A single guided missile cruiser was nailed by 3 shells into the bridge and guns turrets, and 2 destroyers took serious hits most of the shots however bounced off the sides of the heavier cruisers and battleships. The 155mm and 152mm guns along with the 24inch guns of the mighty battleships made them selves heard sending dozens of shells towards the enemy ships, namely the larger ships, the 24inch shells were equipped with anti-ship cluster weapons that released dozens of smaller cluster bomblets onto the decks of ships while the main penetrator, a 14inch shaped-charge shell smashed into the decks.

Several ASW frigates fired of 650mm torpedoes towards the closest enemy ships.

--Graut--

"The Chancellor is weak!" replied the rivithed. "His pitiful government will no longer stand in our way. We will bring chaos to New Crystal Isles, crush that pathetic Vostok Hazard, Kill those Youth of the Republic kids and we will bring about the new beginning. It's no secret. The time will come." The rivithed Narrowed his eyes and growled under his breath

--Nadia Streets--

The squad leader turned to the Mirkanian. "Negative." said the Squad leader "Those are ours, but they're going to drop their load on top of a YOTR-controlled building full of ammunition. But why the planes are being sent we don't know. I'm sure the brass knows we're in the streets."

"And those guns." replied another soldier. "That's proof that they have to be working with foreign corporations or black market traders."

"Some of those weapons came out of government controlled factories here in the RNCI." commented yet another soldier. "I'm starting to think someone on the government level is pulling the strings."

The entire squad hit the ground as a brilliant flash lit up with the sound of several explosives going off....

(( Time for me to start getting invloved in something.))

Aimless sat in his office. He had just come from a very long debate on to help the YOTR or leave the siuation. He drank his cup of fresh tea and thought back. He had argued that the YOTR needed help. Though only mere teenagers this was proof that the goverment there was hardley successful. Most of the Archbishops agreeded but one did not. as always. Neal anderson. A thorn in Aimless's side since day one. Anderson lost the debate though and tommorrow parts of the Zackarothian army were going to help the YOTR. Other countries would send supplies but Zackaroth was a little more hands on...



Secret IC:


Message to YOTR:

It seems you are in need of help. While your rebellion goes rather smoothly then others you will no doubtly be crushed amoung the other nations. After many days of arguements I,High-Leader leader of Zackaroth, Aimless von Strangaild will be sending true military inforcements to aid you in your plight. You will mark zones under your control and give us information where to land our troops in saftey and most preferably secertly. We hope you get this message. Hopefully you youngsters can bring a more....eh...better goverment.

message ended...

"What kind of 'new beginning' did you have in mind? We may be able to support your cause...covertly, of course. Oh, and if we can come to an agreement, I'll spare your buddies here."

The Rivithed started to look a lot less pissed off now, and turned to the soldier and started explaining the New Order. "See, The New Crystal Isles party is flawed and it's rulers are fools." Said the Rivithed. "The RNCI is a typical socialist police state that was founded by a bunch of outcasts and slackers over 60 years ago. Their system keeps everyone down. We are going to collapse this foolish government and establish our new order in the RNCI." The Rivithed continued. "It will be a new order in which will be ruled by the smartest, strongest people. There will be no class structure. Just servants and rulers. It will be perfect."


-----Lake Kehau.-----

The sea was churning violently as several RNCI Submarines were hit by torpedoes and blown asunder. The surving submarines fired a hail of torpedoes back at the enemy and pulled back from the fray. A damaged submarine that made it to the surface radio the nearest carrier and ordered them to send any remaining aircraft to provide air support.
"Affirmative." replied the captain of the carrier. "We only got 12 fighters five helicopters and one bomber until the rest of the squadron returns."

"That will do." replied the sub captain, as his vessel erupted into a massive explosion.


At the front of the ranks, most of the Sadako stealth ships scattered after a number were sank in a torpedo strike. The crews of the Sadakos would attempt to maneuvere their ships behind larger enemy vessels, mainly destroyers and small frigates, and launch their two torpedoes into their sterns and escape. Meanwhile, several LPT-9 patrol boats were peppered with shells from much larger vessels and blown to pieces. Other boats were damaged severely by aircraft; large chunks blown out, and most of the crews were killed by time the boats were left as smoldering wrecks that slowly sank or floated helplessly. While a few of the LPT-9's remained in position and started firing on the now visible destroyer, and continued to shoot at the enemy jets with antiaircraft fire, the majority of the surviving boats pulled back to assess damage -- and to drop depth charges on the enemy submarines.

"Break the lines!" Commanded the leader of the helicopter squadron. The garbled message managed to reach the other pilots who made an effort to evade their pursuers and launch some of their payload at the foward guns on a nearby battleship. Still more Helos continued to drop like flies, and the helos which continued to engage enemy aircraft were running low on ammunition. The commander of the squadron ordered all helos to return to their respected carrier. Suddenly his helicopter was struck violently and spun around uncontrollably and lost altitude rapidly.........

The squadron of fighters engaged their enemies amongst their ranks, which unfortunately also caused friendly fire damage to other fighters. The Jet pilots too made an effort to return to the carrier. The Carrier grew closer and closer in sight. Aboard the carrier, crews rushed to the anti-aircraft and SAM stations to provide air support. The crews of the LPT-9's and destroyers escorting the carrier did the same.

The escort fighters hastilly attempted to intercept the incoming missiles, but could never catch them all. A number of the fighters were hit by the missiles, making it possible for more to reach the bombers
"Mayday! MAYDAY!" Yelled the crew of one of the bombers as their plane was hit by the incoming missiles. The pilot of the plummetting aircraft steered his aircraft in the direction of a nearby ship and struggled to maintain the crash course. The other bomber was hit directly in the cockpit, blasting the plane into a heap of scattered pieces. The surviving group of escort fighters maneuvered to dodge the missiles fired at them, and burst towards the enemy.

"Damn!" grumbled Lynch from the bridge of the Aquarius as three cruisers and three destroyers in front of his ship were flattened by the bulk of oncoming 24 inch shells. Two cruisers and three more destroyers were damaged in the attack and had to fall back to make quick repairs. Even more destroyers, and a hospital ship were destroyed in in incoming torpedo attack. "Prepare to fire again!" Ordered Lynch over the loudspeaker. He could barely hear himself as the sea in front him churned with the bombardment of shells. Suddenly a loud explosion ruptured from the bow of the Aquarius's portside hull. The trimaran's portside hull's prow was now a gaping hole belching out smoke and flames. Noting this, the Aquarius's engineer hit a button on the console which closed off the damaged section. The Aquarius's guns were ready to fire, and released a volley of shells towards the enemy fleet. Following the barrage of shells, the Aquarius and the two missile boats in this fleet launched a wave of Surface to Surface missiles. This was followed by a barrage of smaller shells fired from the remaining cruisers.

---Top of Hazard tower--

"Mr Chancellor." said an attendant. "There is some bad news." The chancellor glared at the attendant.

"Part of the fleet has been blinded by a sattelite failure, and were engaged by a unknown navy. the losses are likely to be heavy." said the attendant. "Someone also ordered an air raid over Nadia. Some troops in the vicinity of the raid were airlifted by Mirkanian pilots."
The Chancellor started to turn red.
"However," continued the attendant. "The Ftagnian legion annhiliated a gang at the Graut port. "They are thought to be affialiated with the Rivithedz network."

Despite the demise of part of the Rivithedz gang, chancellor Vostok Hazard exploded.
"WHO THE **** ORDERED THE AIR RAIDS!?" bellowed Vostok Hazard. "THAT ****-ING McDAGGET!! I'M GOING TO HAVE HIM BEHEADED IN NADIA SQUARE ON INTERNATIONAL TELEVISION!" Vostok continued. "OH WAIT! THE ****ING SATTELITES ARE OUT!" ranted Vostok diversively.

"Negitive sir." replied the aid. "We are sending up two reserve communications sattellites over the next 48 hours. We are also preparing to send up the Prometheus guidance Sattelite."

Vostok slumped down behind his desk. "The prometheus sat?" asked Vostok. "Who authorized that?"

"McDagget." Replied the Attendant. "He said we should send a message to the terrorists by hitting the fundamentalists in Central Island."

"He ordered the launch of a Prometheus MK1?" Asked Vostok as he leaned foward over his desk.

"Affirmative." Replied the Attendant.

"I want McDagget in here." replied Vostok. "We are NOT bringing a 2.5 megaton nuclear warhead into this. And check the status of the Juoshian fleet. We haven't heard from them for awhile."

--Central Island--

"Follow closely." whispered Kahled as he led a group of his men through the thick jungles of Central Island. "And keep it down. The infidels are just ahead." The hike was tedious. The air was so humid it one could almost feel as if they were swimming. The ground was quite swampy and thick with undergrowth that slowed down foot travel. Then there were various small biting insects. The thick tree canopy made visibility limited, so the squad had to be extra careful. After hiking for a few hours, they came to a river and prepared to wade through. However, on the other side of the river, there was no disturbed brush, so it was likely they had to go up river.
"Did anyone bring the raft?" asked Kahled. One of his troops stepped foward and pulled two instant-inflata-rafts out of his pack. The entire squad piled into both rafts and paddled upriver. Travelling by river was a lot quicker than travelling through the bush by foot. Up ahead there was a persistant crashing sound.
"What is that?" commented one of them. After paddling a bit more, the militia found themselves at the foot of a waterfall.

"Looks like a dead end." commented one of the militiamen. Kahled looked around. "No." replied Kahled. "There's a small trail leading behind those falls. The militiamen dismounted the rafts and crept behind the waterfall. They found themselves in a dark cave with zero visibility.
"Turn on your night Vision, flashlights or whatever you have." ordered Kahled. Some of his men pulled out stolen night vision goggles and the others resorted to flashlights. The cave was more like a long rocky tunnel with about a foot of water on the ground. The militiamen's flashlights disturbed thousands of angry bats which hastilly flew out of the cave. After the bats left, the men all cautiously crept through the cave where nothing interesting was found, until they hiked for about an hour and a half, and then found that some areas of the cave were lit by candles.
"There could be someone waiting for us." Whispered Kahled. "Guns ready." Everyone instantly had their fingers on their triggers and walked with even more caution.
"There tunnel is at an end." said one of the militiamen as he pointed his flashlight out of a hole in the side of the cave. From outside, some odd chanting could be heard. The chanting caught Kahled's attention, and rushed to peer out of the hole. It was a spectacular sight. Outside, about 70 feet down there was a round valley illuminated by tall torches. The floor of the valley was covered in stone layed in an intricate pattern. In the very center there was a small round platform flanked by two pillars. Also in the center of the valley were three figures dressed in blue robes. Surrounding the outer edges and slopes of the valley were hundreds of men wearing long dark blue capes, light blue uniforms, and greek centurian style helmets. They also carried shiny gold lances with a silver barbed spike protruding from the heavy looking handle. Amongst these men were an equal number of women, who carried nothing and were wearing long white dresses. Kahled and several others strained to hear the speech from the three robed figures in the center of the circle.

"Zoltek!" bellowed one of the three robed figures. "Your devoted followers have gathered here to give you an offering in return for your blessing." Two centurians stepped out of the crowd dragging a young maiden who was struggling violently against the centurians. The girl was slim, had light hair, fair skin, and was probably a RNCI citizen captured by the Zoltek El Quan. The Centurians placed the girl on the elevated platform, where she was bound to the two pillars by the robed figures.

"Zoltek!" bellowed one another robed figure. "We offer you one of humanity's finest in exchange for the power to rid the unbelievers and the disobedient from your lands which they foul!" Two centurians proceeded to lay bundles of sticks at the bound girl's feet, as the three robed men each grabbed a torch. Kahled turned his back as screams pierced through the vicinity.
"Pass the Sniper rifle." ordered Kahled.

Graut--

"Excellent. I want you to tell your leader that the Emperor approves of his little rebellion, and that he can expect no trouble from us. Those who are weak do not deserve to rule over the strong." The commander sheathed his knife, and addressed the guards. "Bind his wounds, then release him. We have much work to do here, before we can get on with the operation."
An officer from the 2nd Legion approached him. "Sir, do you think the RNCI will resent our presence?"
"Good point. See if you can disguise the tanks. We don't want any trouble...yet."

--The Ftagn Navy, off the coast of the NC Isles--

"Sir! It looks like someone is attacking the Isles!"

"What?! The Emperor damn them... Whoever is attacking is probably the same ones who took out our satillites. I guess they figured we would come to the RNCI's aid. Well... Order the transports in. We'll try to get to the capital before the invaders. It's for their own good. And the Emperor's, of course."

(OOC: Having a busy day. Bump)

(OOC: Having a busy day. Bump)

((I've noticed that Juosh hasn't posted for an even longer time. Is he still involved?))

(Guess not)

IC
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"Excellent" sneered the Rivithed "Soon the RNCI party's socialist mess will be gone forever as well as those YOTR kids who thrive to be lazy like their western counterparts."

The rest of the Rivithedz struggled to their feet and recovered their weapons

Behind some old junk off to the side, 01 looked on. "Looks like we're going to win after all."

[Naval Battle]

4 frigates and 2 destroyers were immobilized by the actions of the stealth ships, although floating helplessly they continued to fire on the enemy ships with all of their guns, crew even launched ATGMs from the decks of the ships at the stealth ships and patrol boats.

A destroyer had been apparently singled out by the patrol boats, dozens of shells pounded the destroyer, but they were too light to cause heavy damage, the main guns opened up on the patrol boats and a cruiser and another destroyer closed in on them from behind opening up with their guns.

The submarines were rocked by depth charges, the captains ordered them to go below the thermocline, although this would protect them against enemy sonar it would make them unable to fire also.

24 Piranha-Class Fast Missile Boat zoomed towards the enemy patrol boats, releasing fire with their dual 76.2mm guns. They fired dozens of ATGMs at the enemy ships from their on deck launchers.

The AH-27s pushed the advantage while they had it, one of the pilots let out a yell of joy as a enemy helicopter was hit and spun around.

Using their superb maneuverability to 'dance' around the enemy helicopters while peppering them with AAMs and 35mm cannon fire. The enemy rockets and missiles peppered the battleship turret, but with it's excellent armor the weapons were of very little effect, the 153mm guns of the smaller turrets turned and fired at the enemy helicopters with HE-FRAG weapons, although a few friendly helicopters were caught with fragments.

The F-133s were joined by their smaller friends the F/A-3s, the chased down the enemy fighters, although several of each kind were shot down by either AA fire from the enemy ships or by other fighters.

24 F/A-128s armed with 8 GWS.52 Pelican anti-ship missiles each. They fired from the safety of the fleets air umbrella, targeting the aircraft carriers and large ships, cruisers and bigger.

300 of AGM-321B Meteor Air-Launched Anti-Ship/Land Attack Missiles were fired against the enemy ships, all of them.

The bomber screamed towards the nearest ship, which happened to be a destroyer, the bomber struck right infront of the turret totally destroying the turret, flames leapt from the wreck of the plane and the destroyer limped back towards the middle of the fleet. Fighters continued to engage enemy planes taking a few casualties.

The enemy shells fell all around the ships, a few hit the side armor of the battleships, be caused minimal damage, a single cruiser took a nice hit to a turret and 2 destroyers were hit by large shells, though again with minimal damage.

The battleships, this time with the cruisers and destroyers following suit returned fire at the enemy fleet, paying special attention to the carriers and the Aquarius. The SSMs were mopped up by SAMs and CIWS not to metion the "Pop Rocks" anti-missile system deployed by the smaller caliber guns. A return wave of 200 Meteor ASMs were launched.

OOC: Sorry about the inactiveness, I've been really busy lately with bball so...

IC: Finally, the Juoshian fleet had arrived of the coast of NCI. After fixing their communication and navigation systems with the help of a new satelitte recently launched from Juosh, they had finally arrived.

"Commander, Sub-Con Alpha is about 300 miles northeast of our position. They'll be here sometime tomorrow."
"Very well, what is it NCI wants us to do?"
"We have had little contact with NCI since the satelittes went, our SONAR and sat's are picking up a high concentration of explosions and ships in the region. After all ground troops are deployed I believe our air and naval forces will have heavy work to do."
"Very, well, wait for NCI's ok to dock and for thier orders, but be ready."

---Ftagian Fleet, of the coast east of Nadia---

The Defiler class heavy transports began disgorging about a dozen troop transports. The transports sped away towards the distant shore, while the rest of the fleet moved into a defensive screen around the aircraft carrier.
As soon as the transports made shore, the ramps fell. APCs and tanks, laden with Legionnaires, trundled out. The first troops began to clear the beach, as the second wave of transports landed...

--Hazard Tower--

"Chancellor" said one of Vostok Hazard's military advisors. "The Juoshian fleet has arrived and is awaiting clearance at the docks. We also have two sattelites back up."

"Well, Let them in." Replied the chancellor. The advisor left the room for the military command center. As the military advisor left, one of the chancellors' other aides entered the office.

"Sir." said the aide. "You wanted to see McDagget?"

"Yes." replied the chancellor.
"We cannot seem to find him." replied the aide. "He was last seen somewhere in the vicinity of Jarvis Heights in Nadia."

"Well just order the troops to keep an eye out for him." replied Vostok. The aide left

---Naval Battle----

Vice Admiral Lynch watched in dispair as his fleet was decimated around him and as the heavy shells pounded his vessel. He decieded to signal the remaining ships to pull back. The remains of the fleet stopped firing and limped away from the fray, and headed towards Lake Kehau. The engineers aboard the few surviving vessels commenced to make any possible repairs just to keep the ships afloat. This was nessicary because all of the vessels in the fleet were heavily damaged. Wounded sailors were quickly evacuated via helicopter to a hospital in the small town of Karvoski, just south of Lake Kehau.

Further out to sea, amongst the enemy fleet, Most of the LPT-9 patrol boats were sunk by the larger cruisers and destroyers or damaged beyond repair and had to be abandoned, save for about five which commenced to pull away from the fray. The Stealth ships which flanked the enemy became under fire and immediately pulled away from the larger ships. About ten of the stealth ships pulled away from the attack, suffering minor damage. The rest were total losses.

The squadron of helicopters suffered severe losses, and only seven gunships returned to their carrier. Every helicopter was depleted of ammunition. The situation only grew worse when the carrier came under fire.

Although the fighters returned safely to their respected carrier, landing would be difficult due to the carrier group being under fire, and having to pull back.

---Desolation Ghetto, Nadia---

An independant cell of the YOTR were sitting around inside an old apartment block slacking off, and gloating over their new arms shipment

"Dude!" said some YOTR punk. "Check out our new delivery." The punk opened a closet reveling several metal cases labeled "SG-50 IRENA Assault Cannon." Several other punks jumped off the torn up couch they were loafing around to check out the haul.

"New toys!" commented one of them excitedly. They were all quickly pawing at the crates removing their contents (http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b258/KomradeVostok/SG50.jpg)

"These things can punch a hole in almost anything." said the punk who reveled the guns. "They were recently developed, and our insider was nice enough to send some our way."

Another, less interested punk was sitting back reading a copy of "Escaping the Tropics of Tyranny: A survivor's tale", a book written by an individual who managed to escape the RNCI and tell the world about it.

"Damn, You know the chancellor will kill you if he catches you reading that." commented a punk after retrieving his new gun. The punk's beeper went off.

"We have an incoming transmission from Zackaroth." said the punk. "Looks like he's on our side and wants to land troops in our safe zones."

"Well." replied another "Give him the coordnates."

The punk was in the process of replying when a loud noise was heard out side

"What the hell?" The occupants of the apartment ran to the window and saw a massive battallion of over 400 RNCI soldiers, and a number of different vehicles.

"****" grumbled a punk. "We're going to need some back up."

[Flagship, WNS 'Axle Rose']

"Admiral Botch! The enemy are retreating!! We've won!!" Yelled a Radar Operator. "What should we do now?"

Admiral Botch gave a stern glare to the ensign, "We're going to crush them, if we let them get away and make repairs and get reinforced they again become a threat, we will eliminate them."

The ensign gulpped as Admiral Botch continued, "Send out the order, resistance will be squashed."

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The remaining patrol boats raced after the enemy ships, followed by the slightly slower frigates and destroyers, they began firing surface to surface missiles and SAMs towards the enemy fleet, the slower battleships and carriers raced at flank speed, firing off their guns and launching missiles when possible.

Several squads of fighters and helicopters landed and re-armed and re-fueled on the carriers and their host ships.

The submarines raised their depthed to 300ft and raced after the enemy ships, although a few had been damaged and retreated from the battle, the rest fired their long range torpedoes at the enemy fleet.

The racing frigates and fast attack craft peppered the last of the stealth boats and enemy patrol boats with fire, while several more planes made straffing runs on the enemy ships.

The victory of the 2nd We Buy It Fleet was turning into a slaughter of the enemy forces.

Atop a radio tower in Nadia
Private Ken Waldbaum was uncomfortable. He was sitting on top of a radio tower overlooking a Nadian ghetto. There was a small ladder to sit on, and his ammo box was hanging from a crossbar.

He scanned the ghetto again through his scope. He noticed three youths carrying very large guns - bigger than his sniper rifle. What had the YOTR gotten its hands on now? He needed to radio this back to HQ.

He focused his sights on a big kid with a purple-and-orange mohawk. One squeeze of the trigger, and the kid's head exploded.

A second kid fell to the ground, clutching his chest. Apparently the small gang had come into the sights of TWO Mirkanan snipers.

"Sucks to be them!" Waldbaum thought as he aimed at the third kid...

OOC: No time to make a real post now. Just assume my troops (approx. 20,000 combat personnel + 200 tanks, and APCs for everyone) are heading towards Ortega, skirting AROUND Nadia (Where Commander Vryce is heading). I'll make another post when I get time.

"SNIPER!" Yelled the remaining YOTR punk as he watched his two counterparts drop. The punk quickly rolled behind a dumpster for a few seconds before cautiously popping his head up. He hastilly looked but couldn't see the sniper. There were a lot of taller buildings in this area, making it possible for the sniper to be anywhere. However, in the distance was a radio tower that was high enough to overlook most of Nadia's downtown. A perfect spot for a sniper. The punk quickly pointed his gun at the tower and fired a round - and missed. The round did however blast a gaping hole in the upper floor of a three storey building. After firing, the punk ducked down behind the dumpster. Immediately after, a backdoor leading into an old building flew open, and unseen hands pulled the kid inside. The people who pulled him in turned out to be some of his fellow activists.

"Stay inside." ordered a slim but tough looking punk. This punk was about 23 years old, stood about 6 feet tall, and had long yellow hair which stood on end.

"Who are you?" said the kid who got pulled inside.

"My name's Zeke." replied the punk "I'm the leader of this cell. We saw your partners get waxed, so we came as fast as we could to get you out of there. And you may want to stay inside, because there's a large RNCI patrol heading this way. If they see any of us, this place will be flattened."

"I'll make sure that doesn't happen." said an unseen voice. Out of the shadows stepped a middle aged man wearing a white RNCI officer's uniform. It was General McDagget.

"McDagget?" said one of the punks.

"Damn right." replied Zeke. "Where do you think we've been getting all the fancy toys from?"

"But why would he-" started one of the punks

"The Chancellor is an incompatant moron." said McDagget. "He uses a messed up socio-fascist dictatorship to throw his own dead weight around and doesn't know how to handle a situation to save his life. Someone's taking a piss the wrong way. Better go call in the army. Island full of religious terrorists? Nope we won't vaporize them while they're all in one spot." McDagget Continued.
"He holds a monopoly on all the industries and only manufactures the stuff he thinks we need. Does he not realize the amount of money we're missing out on? Who cares if some things set a bad example or not?! And if I want to chew through a stack of Nifer Burgers, drive the biggest SUV with really crappy gas milage and own a closet full of assault rifles I should have the right to do so."

The punks all nodded in agreement


"Now I guess it's time to call off the re enforcements." Sneered McDagget as he picked up his radio.

--Hazard Tower--

Minister of Defence Cade Zandar rushed into the chancellor's office in a panic

"Mr Chancellor." commented Zander. "The second fleet has been defeated and are attempting to retreat but are still taking heavy damage. There is also no word on McDagget."

Chancellor Vostok Hazard growled under his breath

"It only gets worse." continued the minister of defence. "A large force being accompanied by suspected Rivithedz members is headed towards here. Another large force was reported patrolling the outskirts of Nadia."

"Send in an air strike." ordered the Chancellor. "Bomb the armies in the vicinity of Nadia. I want every operational bomber to hit them."

"I'll get on it." replied Zander

"And I want all the troops here in Ortega to prepare for war." continued Vostok. "How many are in the city?"

"Approximately 25,000 troops and vehicles." replied Zander.

"That's not enough." replied Vostok. "Contact Fort Rellikaide. I want at least 5,000 more here."

Zander left the room to return to the headquarters.

BUMP:headbang:

OOC: Mind responding to my continued attack on you fleet? :p

"HOLY ****!" Walbaum cursed under his breath. Good thing those punks weren't snipers, else he'd be dead. He radioed base.

Nadia General Hospital
"Assault cannons?!" shouted Captain Menashe
"Definitely, sir. Large gun, big boom, no rocket," the private radioed back.
"Great," Menashe sighed.
"Sir, I would advise against sending in the tanks," Walbaum suggested.
"You're absolutely right. OK, new orders. If you see a guy with an assault cannon, take him out, then use an explosive round to take out the gun. Best if you can do both with one shot."
"Yes, sir!"

Menashe then checked the armory. He wondered if there might be something to help against these kids with big guns. Ideally, the Mirkanans could use one of their nonlethal chemical weapons to drive out the YOTR. But nonlethal or not, that required permission from the RNCI government.
There was one weapon in the Mirkanan arsenal that was built for clearing out buildings without using chemicals. The Melta Bomb - a powerful thermite weapon. The bad news was, the Mirkanans hadn't brought any. The good news was, Mirkanans learned to make these bombs in high school chemistry classes. The materials were quite easy to obtain...

OOC: Yes, the materials for a thermite weapon ARE easy to obtain. The ingredients are aluminum, iron oxide (rust), and something that burns hot to set off the reaction - the Mirkanans will use road flares.

==Naval Battle==

The fleet desperately tried to pull away from the fight, but it was no use. The vessels were constantly bombarded with shells and air attacks and were diminishing rapidly. None of the stealth boats or LPT's survived the attacks. Even the Aquarius was starting to take signifigant damage, as several shells exploded around the bridge

"WE NEED RE-ENFORCEMENTS!" Yelled Vice-Admiral Lynch on the aquarius' emergency radio after having to struggle to his feet after a shell knocked him to the floor. No response. The other fleets must have been out of reach. "Dammit!" growled Lynch. "We can't reach the other fleets with this piece of junk. Is the ****ing SatComm still dead?" It had appeared so, but then suddenly it flickered alive.

"HOLY **** IT'S WORKING!" Lynch grabbed the communicator.

"This is Vice-Admiral Lynch" said Lynch. "We are under attack and need re enforcements." a few long minutes later, he got a response.

"This is Admiral Talus First fleet." said the voice on the other end. "Our fleet is too far from your position to provide immediate support. Try to lure the enemy towards us, and we will attempt to relay with you. We can also attempt to slow the enemy with airstrikes. We only have one carrier so don't rely on them. Out."

The vessels of the damaged second fleet set a course for the position of the First Fleet. Some of the less damaged vessels made attempts to return fire at the enemies with little effect.

On the bridge of the aquarius, Lynch opened up a small drawer underneath the console containing a .38 revolver with one bullet...

General Vortigern was sitting in his APC when suddenly his personal commlink gave a loud beep, signifying an incoming signal. "What the...?" He fumbled a moment, then put the receiver to his ear.

"This is Command, what is your status?"

"We're heading towards the capital city now. Have you contacted Commander Vryce yet?"

"That's an affirmative, he's to meet up with you outside the city."

"And the fleet?"

"The carrier is prepped to give you air support should you need it."

"And one last thing, have you found how our satillites were downed?"

"Negative. We're sending up some more war satillites. They should be able to handle any more attacks."

"Great. Vortigern out." The general put down the receiver and smiled to himself. Things were only looking better and better. Soon the Emperor's shadow would be spread over yet another extension of his grand empire. Soon.

==Hazard Tower==


Seceratary of Defence Cade Xandar entered Vostok Hazard's office with a message from Mirkania.

"Sir, we have a request from the mirkanians to authorize the use of chemical weapons to flush out the YOTR occupied buildings of the Nadia slums."

"Tell them they have our permission." replied the Chancellor. "But there civilians and troops in there. So make sure the weapons are nonleathal. And also inform the officers that McDagget is relieved of his command and have them tell the troops to ignore his orders, and bring him here if they see him. Not only has he disobeyed direct orders TWICE, he's gone AWOL. There's something up." Vostok leaned back in his desk and was about to dismiss Xandar, who had more to say

"Oh and the air strike on the advancing forces are inbound."

==RNCI Wilderness between Ortega and Nadia==

A squadron of about 20 CIB-100 light bombers with 35 1.42 jet fighters serving as escorts flew towards the last recorded position of the forces enclosing on Ortega. Their positions were recorded by a Talon strike aircraft flying above the cloud cover.

In the distance, movement on the ground could be seen.

Nadia General Hospital
Captain Menashe recieved the telegram from the RNCI government with pleasure. The part about "nonlethal only" was superfluous - Mirkana had no lethal chemical weapons.

A "lullaby" bomb was loaded onto a tiltrotor, which flew over the urban ghetto where the assault cannons had been sighted. The chemical inside was basically a weaponized anaesthetic. It was so effective it was also used in Mirkanan hospitals.

Private Ken Waldbaum watched as the bomb descended and detonated...

The YOTR punks and McDagget were about to leave the room they were in, but one of the punks started to complain.

"Dude" said the punk. "I feel kind of dizzy and my legs are starting to get weak."

Zeke wouldn't buy it.
"Stop whining and move your ass" ordered Zeke as the punk's legs gave out

"Oh crap." Said Zeke, who was also starting to feel dizzy. McDagget put on a gas mask. Seconds later, all the punks, including Zeke collapsed on the floor.
Other YOTR cells in the area experienced the same thing.

McDagget soon found himself on his own. Knowing that there was a brigade of RNCI marines closing in on his position, he had to get out of there. They would be suspicious if they found him surrounded by YOTR punks.

McDagget pushed an old cabinet that was sitting in the corner of the room off to the side to gain access to a hidden door in the wall. The door led to a garage that was full of supplies and hardware used by the YOTR for the sake of dirty work. Also in the garage was a shiny new-looking motorcycle. He could use this to evacuate the area. McDagget opened the garage's main door, hopped on the bike and sped out into the streets.

Nadia
Seargent Janet Kolov spotted a man on a motorcycle leaving the area that had just been hit by the Lullaby bomb. She took aim... and noticed that he was wearing a military uniform and was middle-aged - not your average YOTR punk.
Kolov realized that she probably shouldn't shoot. Perhaps he was a prisoner - or had been aiding the YOTR. Either way, she contacted HQ, and requested that a helo be sent in to pick the guy up. She also requested a new ammo box - hers was almost out.

McDagget sped his bike towards the boundries of the Nadia Ghetto hoping to evade any potential situations.

Meanwhile, outside Nadia the approaching fleet of bombers reached their target and commenced to drop their payload...

After dropping off a few ammo boxes the helicopter was in hot pursuit of the RNCI officer. Onboard, they began preparations for capturing the officer alive if he didn't want to come. Unfortunately, he was riding a high-speed motorcycle, and simply tranquilizing him could cause it to crash. Shooting the tires could also cause a crash.
Someone had an idea to shoot ONE of the tires, which would slow down the motorcycle, but not stop it. Perhaps they could then tranquilize the officer.

As the chopper approached the officer, a private pulled out a megaphone.