NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: General NS Earth, so this should not affect anybody's claims-I hope. Takes place a little after the J.L. Coronation.

Note that I want these to go through-so don't rough me up too much, if you choose to condemn or intervene.

This is MT, and involves the Real ALM, and its front nations.

IC:

Philadelphia, RSA-

Today, our great President has announced that more nations will join the Reunited American Dream. Citing activity by "anti-government terrorists hiding in these lands," airstrikes have already begun against strategic targets in Maryland, with TSA-12s and F-16s crossing the Potomac and launching assaults on air defenses near Washington, DC and Montgomery, Prince Georges, Charles, and Frederick Counties in what has become "Operation Madison," the retaking of Delaware and Maryland for the RSA. Pennsylvania based airstrikes are assaulting New Castle County in Delaware and other targets in Northern Maryland as well, in concert.

Regular Army units in Virginia join Enlightened Guardian forces, totalling an army 120,000 strong, in crossing the Potomac and assaulting the towns of Rockville and Upper Marlboro, along with staging a direct attack on Washington itself. Another force, 80,000 from Pennsylvania, composed of Regular Army and "contractors" (OOC: Read: Tokko-Rikkusentai Mercenaries), have joined in attacking Wilmington, Delaware, moving quickly to try and cut it off from aid by State National Guard.

"This is a move that will end in success for the Reunited States. The city that housed our old capital will be one with us again, and we will emerge victorious. No longer shall Maryland and Delaware be like daggers into our heart-they will be brothers once more," said President Featherston.

No word has been given on a time table for the end of the Operation, but RSA forces are enthusiatic.

SIC: Also, what they don't report is the movements of RSA Lighthorse teams-two 50 man forces, dropped into Western and Central Maryland to mess things up.

SIC:

Somewhere in North Carolina-

The Liberty Aerospace plant was quiet, but now no longer. Fueled by the sweat of free workers, and supplied by parts provided by the "reform schools" in the West Virginia backwoods and the backcountry of the RSA, this plant and others like it, returned to the production of war machines. Once content with civil duties, making commercial jets, they were now tasked to produce bigger things. Bombers, helicopters, and all sorts of weapons would soon roar from the furnaces of this new Isengard.

President Featherston strolled across the plant floor, accompanied by a man reading facts to him and several burly men with assault rifles. The man said, "President, production of the B-52H's and B-2's you requested is underway. This plant is working on the B-52H's right now sir. They should be here by the end of March."

Featherston said, "March is good. I like March. Can you speed it up just a little?"

The man said, "Well, I can use men from the reform schools and pay people extra for overtime."

Featherston then said, "Good. I'll reimburse you for the overtime expenses. Try to shave off as much time as possible, without giving me flying coffins."

The man said, "Yes sir."

This scene would be repeated in other factories across the nation...

OOC: Just to illustrate a new arms buildup. That's all.

RSA Forces close to Washington

XNN News, by Josie Chang-

(static)

......Sources indicate that as of this time, "Operation Madison" as executed by the RSA, is moving on schedule. The Enlightened Guardians and their allies in the Regular Army successfully managed to overrun Maryland National Guardsmen southeast of Rockville, using large concentrations of men, 105mm artillery, and Leopard IV tanks to force them out of their defensive positions. Reports indicate that the Enlightened Guardians engaged in suicidal human wave tactics, crying to the "Second Child" to serve them in Heaven as they swarmed the NG lines-often with only a rifle, a katana, six grenades, and a Church of the Clow holy book. While costly, these tactics have paid off; some Maryland National Guard units are reporting a large drop in morale. Similar events are unfolding in New Castle County, Delaware, as Wilmington falls under siege by the Enlightened Guardians and the Regulars. Airstrikes continue, with civil and military installations feeling the effects of reported Napalm and High Explosive strikes delivered by tactical strike fighters.

Also, forces have stationed themselves southeast of Washington, and are expected to move north. Washington, unless the National Guard can intervene, may be surrounded within hours of this message. The Mayor of Washington ordered every citizen to stand against the foe, but insiders say he may contemplate an Open City ruling to stave off disaster.

Refugees are moving as we speak. Red Cross has taken in 20,000 so far in Baltimore, and more are coming. The Xenizen Red Cross of America has agreed to take in refugees and provide supplies and transport to the Free Associated State of America, and has reportedly begun flying in white Chinooks marked with Red Crosses. However, with RSA forces moving inexorably, it may require more than Chinooks to save the refugees.

This is Josie Chang, signing off from Baltimore. Back to you, Ron......

(cut to Ron Burgundy)

Washington DC currently Under Siege

Josie Chang, XNN News

....Ron, Breaking News. It seems Washington DC has been surrounded by the forces of the Reunited States. Elements of the Army's 125th Artillery Brigade have already begun a furious bombardment of civil and military defenses in the city. Here in Baltimore, it is hard to gauge the exact damage, but feed from Washington-wait! We cut to Xonxt Sejhwt'to, in Washington now. Xonxt?

(Washington)

Thank you, Josie. The violence is here apocalyptic. Metro Police and armed civilians, plus whatever Guard is left, have assembled what guns they have to defend their beloved city, as we are cut off. Strict rationing exists, the authorities have food and water and ammunition to supply us for six weeks. But the way things are going, we may fall before then.

(BOOM!)

That was RSA Artillery, probably 105mm. They've been hitting us with artillery and aircraft for about fifteen minutes now, as part of their campaign to strangle the city. There are no signs of stopping; they are tightening the lines. The authorities say that they have engaged the enemy in the suburbs, and they are pulling back. Like you said Josie, the Enlightened Guardians are employing human wave tactics; swamping what forces are left here. Casualties of civilians and miltary/police are rising.

They seem to ensure historical landmarks are safe, though. No sign of damage has been done to them.

(Josie) Is it possible for you to get out?

(Xonxt) No. The RSA has the city sealed tight. No one can enter or exit. They rule the skies; communication to Reagan International and Dulles International Airports is gone. We assume they are taken or otherwise destroyed.

(Joise) We'll stay with you as long as possible.

(Xonxt) Thanks, Josie.....

Josie Chang, XNN News-

As of one hour ago, we lost feed with Xonxt. His last report was of...wait....we got something.

(Josie commands-"GO TO IRC!")

Xonxt is replying to us on IRC chatfeeds.....he says the Militia is holding out near the Washington Monument....Consitution Gardens, Consitution Avenue, and Virginia Avenue are becoming moonscapes...23rd Street and New Hampshire Avenue near George Washington University is now becoming the main trench line, as defending units try to slow the passage of the Enlighteneds into the city...and the Navy Medical Center and American Pharmaceutical Association is becoming the most fought over area since the Tractor Factory in Stalingrad. The EG's are overwhelming the men on 23rd with human waves, artillery and now rockets are overwhelming everywhere, and panic is setting in. Most of the outer city on the other side of the Potomac and near Georgetown, has been taken now, according to sources.

Now, to reports from SW Maryland and Northern Delaware. Reports indicate that the Reunited States is currently successful in its domination of these areas. With the focus on taking Washington, additional Enlightened Guardian and Contract reinforcements have been called in.



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Western Maryland-

The Maryland National Guard column drove as fast as it could along the road. It was night now, and with airstrikes occurring on a daily basis and the RSA winning air superiority, and with Washington about to fall, the situation looked grim. Now, with vital ammunition and food and men, they were being sent to try and deflect the RSA forces from totally winning over SW Maryland.

But they wouldn't make it. In the trees, a platoon of Lighthorses was waiting. They had learned this was an important road for shipments, and they knew the convoy would provide vital supplies. Taking cover, they prepped SMAWs, Mortars, and M21s and M60s to bring the most hurt.

As the convoy passed, they let fly with all they had, to the tune of the platoon leader yelling, "Let it come!" Rockets slammed into the sides of trucks, mortars tore up Hummvees, and chaos reigned. Infantry went to scan the trees, but machine guns and snipers erupted, and firefights broke out. After a dramatic 15 minute firefight, much of the convoy was eliminated.

A few M16s and ex-US equipment was retrieved from the wreck, and the RSA Lighthorses then slipped into the night, to repeat the action again elsewhere. Similar scenes were playing out, thanks to the other team, in other spots, and would continue.

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SIC:

To put more pressure on the Marylanders, three more RSA Lighthorse teams have been parachuted.....

Meanwhile, the Marylanders are preparing to strike back, as the attack on Washington is delaying the RSA long enough so that the Marylanders can dig in near Baltimore.

XNN News-

Today, word has come down that the forces in command of Washington DC have surrendered, to spare the city further destruction. The Mayor signed an agreement with General Voeker, head of RSA Army forces assaulting the city, to cede the city to the Reunited States.

Reports have flowed out indicating that Enlightened Guardian units are being stationed in the capital to keep order, while Regular Army is being moved north. Likely targets are definetly Baltimore.

Meanwhile, Wilmington has fallen as well, and RSA Forces in the area have begun moving south, reportedly unopposed or with medium level opposition (reports vary). Airstrikes continue to hammer the two states, as Delaware was hit with Napalm and Fuel Air Strikes yesterday in the hardest offensive yet.

Meanwhile, the Governor of Maryland is assembling all availble units at Baltimore and nearby cities to try and force the RSA into a Stalingrad on the Chesapeake. Still, with rumored commando raids crippling the state's infrastructure in the West, it may only be a matter of time....

OOC: Speeding things up a bit, since my long abscence-

IC:

XNN News-

Word has come down today that after a long battle, Baltimore has surrendered. The battle, which cost the lives of 8,000 RSA personnel (mainly Enlightened Guardians) and 10,000 Marylanders, resulted in the capture of the city in house-to-house combat, marked by brutal fighting, banzai charges, and reported massacres of civilians.

On that note, the Governor of Maryland has opted to surrender today, citing "we put up a good fight, but we recieved little aid from our fellow states or the international community-not to mention, we were surrounded."

A similar message was issued by the Governor of Delaware, as well. The two states will be put under miltary jurisdiction, with Enlightened Guardians and military police attempting to subdue any further resistance.

Meanwhile, preparations have been made to move the RSA capital to Washington DC, where a grand rebuilding of the city will be undertaken to repair war damage and remold it into an "ideal American city."

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SIC:

Even as the Reunited States is consolidating its control over its new lands, plans are being made to capture New York and New Jersey. With the arrival of advanced fighters from Tyrandis, and the recall of the Lighthorses and the Rikkusentai, plans are drawn up to assault key military and industrial facilities in New Jersey and New York, to weaken the states and allow conventional forces to take them with ease. New York's rugged terrain would prove problematic, but the special forces teams would try and navigate through the Adirondacks.

Training takes place in a remote area of Virginia. Xenizen spy sattelites note the camps, and pass the info to the National Bureau for Foriegn Intelligence.

XNN News-

Occupation so far here in Baltimore is making itself felt. Bulldozers are movign debris, and Army Engineers are working to put the pieces back together. Army soldiers are patrolling the streets, and so far, only an occasional gunshot has been heard. A mixed mood hangs over the city, as new, austere buildings, most meant to remake the city in the ideal of the RSA, seem to suggest new life, but the morale of the citizens, which is low, suggests a sense of frustration and hopelessness, mixed with a sense of accepting the inevtiable.

We went about, escorted by RSA Army units. Interviewing the citizens, we witnessed a populace emerging from the violence of war. And, we saw victorious soldiers both enjoying the spoils of conquest and contemplationg what they wrought.

"I don't feel they had a right to do this, but I suppose they're here to stay. I knew a guy that fought back, and he got shot," said an unidenfified pedestrian who wished to remain anonyomous. "All I want is to go on."

Another, however, felt differently.

"I saw a guy get his head cut off, all because he refused to convert to that damned cult they got around here. Why did they do this to fellow Americans?Some freedom, man. Some freedom. I think it's time for them to leave, they weren't welcome, never will be."

Nonetheless, it is unlikely this man's wish will be granted anytime soon.

SIC: Castle Von Wolf (http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/9635/castlevonwolf8ya.jpg)

This castle was dark place, a place that not that many people lived to see. A place that housed many priceless thing, countless statues from an ancient time. A place were many thefts have gone to their deaths to want to live like kings and queens. A tale about that castle is that it is were all of the Count’s fortune is housed, under the dungeons and far beyond into the Earth.

It was rainy night, lighting and thunder could be seen and heard. The face of man, one that could strike fear into somebody by looking at him, had the glow from a TV dancing across it surface. This man was the Count, the God-Emperor Count JWolf. A man who gone by many names and went through many looks. A sadist smile was across his lips as he watched news reports from the states. Reports that his new friends have been up to. A strange alliance between the Dominion and the Real ALM, one that has never went official to the world...until now.

Using his right hand, he picked up his cell-phone and dial a number. A number that would get him President Featherston. He puffed on the Cuban cigar as he wait for somebody to pick up.

Meanwhile in Wroclaw, Poland…a gunfight was happening in run down building on the wrong side of town. A tall man stood around as bullets hit the walls and floor next to him. This man was calm and acts like the gunfire is not doing anything for him. This man looked like walking stick of TNT that was wearing black combat type pants, a white ‘wife beater’, and a pair of red tinted sunglasses. The light beamed down on his shaved head.

This man was Colonel in the Dominion Armed Forces. He was man that was fear through out the armed forces and rest of the Dominion. He was Colonel Ronald Dawson, the leader of the 4th Raptors. but what was he doing is place like Wroclaw. Well, he was making a little money on the side.

With a HK USP Compact pistol in both hands, he jumped around the corner. After senting two rounds in the head of his target’s men, he jump back around the corner. The hallway was filled with hot lead.

“Two down and six trapped little duckies left.” said Dawson.

SIC: Castle Von Wolf (http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/9635/castlevonwolf8ya.jpg)

This castle was dark place, a place that not that many people lived to see. A place that housed many priceless thing, countless statues from an ancient time. A place were many thefts have gone to their deaths to want to live like kings and queens. A tale about that castle is that it is were all of the Count’s fortune is housed, under the dungeons and far beyond into the Earth.

It was rainy night, lighting and thunder could be seen and heard. The face of man, one that could strike fear into somebody by looking at him, had the glow from a TV dancing across it surface. This man was the Count, the God-Emperor Count JWolf. A man who gone by many names and went through many looks. A sadist smile was across his lips as he watched news reports from the states. Reports that his new friends have been up to. A strange alliance between the Dominion and the Real ALM, one that has never went official to the world...until now.

Using his right hand, he picked up his cell-phone and dial a number. A number that would get him President Featherston. He puffed on the Cuban cigar as he wait for somebody to pick up.

Meanwhile in Wroclaw, Poland…a gunfight was happening in run down building on the wrong side of town. A tall man stood around as bullets hit the walls and floor next to him. This man was calm and acts like the gunfire is not doing anything for him. This man looked like walking stick of TNT that was wearing black combat type pants, a white ‘wife beater’, and a pair of red tinted sunglasses. The light beamed down on his shaved head.

This man was Colonel in the Dominion Armed Forces. He was man that was fear through out the armed forces and rest of the Dominion. He was Colonel Ronald Dawson, the leader of the 4th Raptors. but what was he doing is place like Wroclaw. Well, he was making a little money on the side.

With a HK USP Compact pistol in both hands, he jumped around the corner. After senting two rounds in the head of his target’s men, he jump back around the corner. The hallway was filled with hot lead.

“Two down and six trapped little duckies left.” said Dawson.

Philadelphia-

As President Featherston was seeing the moving of his goods-Xboxes, fine Wedgwood china, guns, his collection of whiskey, etc.-to the newly captured White House, a servant came in and said, "Sir, a call for you."

Featherston went to the phone, and picked it up. He then said, "The is the President speaking. Who may I ask is calling?"

Castle Von Wolf…

“Evening, Mr. President.“ said the Count on the other end of the line. “I like what I have been seeing in the news lately.”

Back in Wroclaw…

Dawson threw two M-67 hand grenades down the hallway. Men yelled as the grenades bound down the hallway. The loud boom was hear a few seconds later. Dawson looked over at a man, one of the men that worked from the man who hired him. “When are you idiots going to cut the power?” he asked.

{OOC: Awesome stuff, ND. Mind if I post ICly?}

Castle Von Wolf…

“Evening, Mr. President.“ said the Count on the other end of the line. “I like what I have been seeing in the news lately.”

Back in Wroclaw…

Dawson threw two M-67 hand grenades down the hallway. Men yelled as the grenades bound down the hallway. The loud boom was hear a few seconds later. Dawson looked over at a man, one of the men that worked from the man who hired him. “When are you idiots going to cut the power?” he asked.

Jake then said, smiling, "Ah yes! Count. Hello, hello....yes, what you have been seeing in the news is cause for celebration. Hold on."

He then yelled to his secretary, putting his hand on the mouthpiece: "JANICE!"

Janice yelled back, "Yes?"

Jake said, "Is the line secure?"

Janice said, "You know that line is hard-wired and encrypted! For the fifteenth time!"

Jake then sighed, and said to JWolf, "Anyway, it means that we will put America back together again, hopefully under enlightened rulers. If possible, all of North America, like the Founding Fathers wanted it to be. The Xenizens may have made us out to be butchers in their broadcasts, but I feel that eggs need to be broken to make an omelet."

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OOC: -Magdha-/RB, you're in.

The Count smiled as he listens to the young President little speech. Through his life, he has seen many leader like the young Jake. JWolf like Jake’s plan of rebuilt America. “Got room for an army of Dominion maniacs in this plan of yours?” he asked.

The Count smiled as he listens to the young President little speech. Through his life, he has seen many leader like the young Jake. JWolf like Jake’s plan of rebuilt America. “Got room for an army of Dominion maniacs in this plan of yours?” he asked.

Jake then thought for a moment, and said, "Well, since my secretary assured this is a secured line, I'll tell you straight up-we're going after New York and New Jersey, then proceeding to New England. We might need help securing Northern New York and probably some aid in taking New London and Portsmouth. So in a rounadbout way-yes."

The Count like his answer. JWolf liked war when he could gain something out of it. “Well, Jake, I will have an army ready to hit Northern New York hard. All I will need is the use of your air bases to get these soldiers into your nation.” said the Count. “I will get an army together that will be the best to use in the New England area.”

“Hell, I have not fought in a couple of years. So…maybe I will be there too.” he added.

The Count like his answer. JWolf liked war when he could gain something out of it. “Well, Jake, I will have an army ready to hit Northern New York hard. All I will need is the use of your air bases to get these soldiers into your nation.” said the Count. “I will get an army together that will be the best to use in the New England area.”

“Hell, I have not fought in a couple of years. So…maybe I will be there too.” he added.

Jake then replied, interested: "It will be good to get someone with your expertise on the ground, Count. I look forward to working with you. As for transport, I can clear use of military and civil air bases near Philadelphia and Washington, DC. How does that sound?"

“Sounds good.” said the Count. “Me and my army will be in Philadelphia and Washington, DC by the next couple of days. My best men will join me in battle. See you then.” With that done, the phone line went dead. And the Count got to work.

“Sounds good.” said the Count. “Me and my army will be in Philadelphia and Washington, DC by the next couple of days. My best men will join me in battle. See you then.” With that done, the phone line went dead. And the Count got to work.

The President got to work too. He phoned the Military Governor of Washington DC, and got him to clear the use of Reagan International Airport and Washington-Dulles International, along with Bolling AFB, for use by the Transylvanians. Also, he got the head of Philadelphia International as well as the heads of the Pennsylvania Air Guard to allow the use of their air bases by Transylvania.

Then, to keep everybody in sync, he phoned the commander of the Operation, General Voeker, and Colonel Stuart, who would be sent in. They took the change of plans with some hesitation--it was sudden--but they accepted the addition of Transylvanian forces to aid in the capture of New York, and then New England.

Over the next couple of days, Dominion Air Force cargo planes were landing in all the airports that were open to them. This army the Count had got together would be one of the fastest put together and one of the wildest bunch of nuts to set foot in the New England area. The Dominion soldiers at Reagan International Airport were running checks on their vehicles as a large unmarked black plane lands on an empty runway. Out of the back of this plane walks a man in black duster and black cowboy hat. Follow by Colonel Dawson in his set of Transylvanian body armor in obscure weak yellow and obscure dull orange, his CAR-24A1 combat assault rifle over his right shoulder.

“I will get the men ready, milord.” said Dawson. “They will be ready when you get back.”

“I will hold you on that.” said the Count. JWolf got into the back of a near M1026A1 HMMWV, which heads out of the Reagan International Airport. Heading towards the White House or whatever Jake is calling it. A soldier from the 46th Red Bulls (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/46th.jpg) manned the M2 .50 caliber machine gun. The soldiers was in a set of Transylvanian Body Armor in dark hard red and black, with his MP-2 Eviscerator SMG on back.

OOC: Next post will be what the army has and how big it is.

"Let it be known that the Reunited States of America enjoys the full support and cooperation of the Roach-Busterian government, and not only because your First Lady is the Imperator's daughter. You are also a staunch ally and a tried-and-true friend. Whatever aid RSA requests, we will provide in earnest."

--Foreign Minister Chong Moua--

"Let it be known that the Reunited States of America enjoys the full support and cooperation of the Roach-Busterian government, and not only because your First Lady is the Imperator's daughter. You are also a staunch ally and a tried-and-true friend. Whatever aid RSA requests, we will provide in earnest."

--Foreign Minister Chong Moua--

"Let it be known that we thank the Roach-Busterian Government for their aid and assistance. While we are doing just fine currently, future campaigns will require your assistance."

President Jacob Featherston IV, RSA


SIC:

PS--Actually, we could use some aid. After New England and NY and NJ, we could use some help taking Georgia and Florida. Would your intelligence services be willing to soften them up when the time comes?

Secret Message

To: President Jake Featherston IV
From: Minister of War Lester Lindsey

"For starters, we can send 1 Airborne Infantry regiment and 1 Airmobile Infantry regiment, a total of 6000 men. Will this be adequate?"

Secret Message

To: President Jake Featherston IV
From: Minister of War Lester Lindsey

"For starters, we can send 1 Airborne Infantry regiment and 1 Airmobile Infantry regiment, a total of 6000 men. Will this be adequate?"



SIC:

TO: Minister of War Lester Lindsey
FROM: President Jake Featherston IV

That is good, we can use them for deep strike missions, like raids on installations and intelligence gathering. Again, we only need them when operations begin in earnest.

"That's fine. Please let us know when they're needed, and they will be sent at once."

--Minister of War Lester Linsey--

The M1026A1 HMMWV stopped on the side of the road, right before it made it into Washington, D.C. The Count got out the back and said to the driver. “Head back to the airport.”

“Yes, milord.” said the driver, another soldier from the Red Bulls. The vehicle did a u-turn and heads back to Reagan International Airport.

JWolf looked at down the road before heading in dark alley. Time to test Jake’s security in this area. he said to himself. I hope it is heavy near the White House. He ran through the dark alleys, using the shadow to hide himself. It took him about half an hour to get near the White House, a couple of times he had to go around RALM forces in the area. He peek out of his hiding hole and looked at the White House, to see what type of security was around it….

The M1026A1 HMMWV stopped on the side of the road, right before it made it into Washington, D.C. The Count got out the back and said to the driver. “Head back to the airport.”

“Yes, milord.” said the driver, another soldier from the Red Bulls. The vehicle did a u-turn and heads back to Reagan International Airport.

JWolf looked at down the road before heading in dark alley. Time to test Jake’s security in this area. he said to himself. I hope it is heavy near the White House. He ran through the dark alleys, using the shadow to hide himself. It took him about half an hour to get near the White House, a couple of times he had to go around RALM forces in the area. He peek out of his hiding hole and looked at the White House, to see what type of security was around it….

The White House, sure enough, was surrounded by RSA Military Police, and Enlightened Guardians. All were armed, all were patrolling the First Mansion like it was any other military installation. Nearby an Avenger platform was set up, and machine gun posts could be seen on Pennsylvania Avenue. MP's had set up checkpoints, inspecting visitors, and also directing traffic.

The EG's, on the other hand, were chanting Japanese slogans, acting crazy and fanatical, and staring down anybody they didn't like.

Damn…they got locked down. said the Count to himself. He put his hat next to him then pulled out ninja type of mask from his duster. He placed it over his head the put his hat back on. He pushed his cowboy down, to cover more of his face. Then walked out of his hiding spot, towards the MP’s checkpoints. Game time! he said to himself as walked up to the checkpoint.

OOC: The Count likes messing with people’s heads.

{OOC: What are Enlightened Guardians?}

{OOC: What are Enlightened Guardians?}

OOC: Irregular militiamen hired by the International Church of the Clow (the RALM's religious front), and used for limited special ops, internal policing, and as a human-wave assault force like the Basij in the Iran-Iraq War (who would make suicidal charges at enemy lines often with only a copy of the Koran-thanks History Channel for that funfact).

Basically, they are stubborn irregulars at best, militia-kook fanatics who lack self-preservation and may or may not be on any sort of drugs at worse.

Damn…they got locked down. said the Count to himself. He put his hat next to him then pulled out ninja type of mask from his duster. He placed it over his head the put his hat back on. He pushed his cowboy down, to cover more of his face. Then walked out of his hiding spot, towards the MP’s checkpoints. Game time! he said to himself as walked up to the checkpoint.

OOC: The Count likes messing with people’s heads.

The MP then pointed his Carbon-15 rifle at the Count, and said in an angry and demanding tone: "HALT! State your name and show me some ID. Let's go, come on!"

{OOC: Thanks a lot! :)}

Secret IC

Unbeknownst to the RSA, or to Transylvania, Minister of War Lester Lindsey had ordered the immediate deployment of 3 Helldawg V-class Trimaran heavy carriers to the fray. Each carried 175 F-78F King Demons Next Generation Air Superiority Fighters. The RB military authorities were unaware of the role being played by the Transylvanians, but their orders were to not attack them under any circumstances, as they, like the RSA, were allies of RB. Their orders were to attack non-Transylvanian targets only.

In addition to the 3 carriers, transport ships carrying the Airborne and Airmobile units Lester promised were on their way.

The MP then pointed his Carbon-15 rifle at the Count, and said in an angry and demanding tone: "HALT! State your name and show me some ID. Let's go, come on!"


The Count stopped but did not look at the MP. “How about you tell me your name and show me some id?” said the Count. He put his hand up, telling the man to stop like he was in a car. “Don’t shot and I will show you my face.” He took his hat off and holds in his left hand. This going to freak this guy out he said to him.

With his right hand, he starts to take off the ninja mask. His hand would be close to his sword’s handle. He slowly pulled the mask off and show the man his face and fangs. “Take me to your leader.” he said. “Or show me the way.”

The Count stopped but did not look at the MP. “How about you tell me your name and show me some id?” said the Count. He put his hand up, telling the man to stop like he was in a car. “Don’t shot and I will show you my face.” He took his hat off and holds in his left hand. This going to freak this guy out he said to him.

With his right hand, he starts to take off the ninja mask. His hand would be close to his sword’s handle. He slowly pulled the mask off and show the man his face and fangs. “Take me to your leader.” he said. “Or show me the way.”

The MP began quivering slightly, and said, nervously, recognizing who it was: "Uh....sure! Anything you say, sir!"

He then took him to see President Featherston. Knocking on the Oval Office door, he said, still quivering, and resisting the urge to scream like a little girl: "Uh....Count JWolf is here to see you....sir......"

Jake then said, "Come in!" opening the door. The MP then ran off, coherently as possible.

JWolf could smell the fear in the MP’s blood. The man’s heartbeat racing through the Count’s ears. As the MP ran away, JWolf growls at him. Just to make the man a little more scared. Before entering the office, JWolf puts a big fat Cuban cigar in his mouth. Then he walks in, “I love that.” he said. “I love that feeling I get when I scare the hell out of people.”

“So…what is the plan?” asked the Count.

JWolf could smell the fear in the MP’s blood. The man’s heartbeat racing through the Count’s ears. As the MP ran away, JWolf growls at him. Just to make the man a little more scared. Before entering the office, JWolf puts a big fat Cuban cigar in his mouth. Then he walks in, “I love that.” he said. “I love that feeling I get when I scare the hell out of people.”

“So…what is the plan?” asked the Count.

Jake then said, sitting down and smiling, "Well, the plan is to win, but in all earnestness, here's a rough outline so far. It is the beginning of long-term SpecOps attacks and airstrikes on New Jersey and New York City, as well as Southern New York. Then, we roll in on all the targets. NYC will be a tough nut, New Jersey a relatively easier time, though both will have plenty of urban terrain to fight in. But, to continue to New England on land, we have to take those places.

As for upstate, we try to invade from Pennsylvania and try to go overland and on the Hudson to mop up the state. Finally, we mop up the states, and then go after New England. Any suggestions?"

“NYC. Lovely city.” said the Count. “Well…I have couple of people in the NYC Zoos that are in my pocket. When the fighting begins, the animals will run free. It will create chaos through out the city.”

“And you really don’t need to air strike on NYC and New Jersey because they are not military bases. That is what you first target needs to be. The ones closer to your border.” he said. “And another reason we don’t need to have an air strike on NYC, I want Trump Tower as my own. And you could use your navy to attack NYC and New Jersey”

“Listen to me about this, take in my words. I have been through so many wars. I have the knowledge from many wars, Jake.” he added. He pulled out a black PDA and slides it over to him. “That is what we have in this war, ground power only. I and my men will be costing on your Air Force in this.”

This is what is on the PDA:

Alpha Wolf Division One of the Black Wolves: (Hiding in the area near Washington-Dulles International)
5,000 soldiers of the Black Wolves (Armed with an AR-56 assault rifle and a SIG PRO pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark gray and black)
2,000 soldiers of the Black Wolves (Armed with a MP-2 Eviscerator SMG and a SIG PRO pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark gray and black)
1,000 snipers of the Black Wolves (Armed with a SR-48A1 tactical rifle and a SIG PRO pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark gray and black)
1,000 snipers of the Black Wolves (Armed with a M82A3 sniper rifle and a SIG PRO pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark gray and black)
500 snipers of the Black Wolves (Armed with a NTW-20 sniper rifle and a SIG PRO pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark gray and black)

Dawson’s army: (Hiding in the area near Reagan International Airport)
20,000 soldiers of the 4th Raptors (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/4th.jpg) (Armed with a CAR-24A1 combat assault rifle and a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol/Transylvanian body armor in obscure weak yellow and obscure dull orange)
10,000 soldiers of the 45th Immortal Troopers (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/45th.jpg) (Armed with a FN-P90 Sub-Machine gun and a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark faded red)
10,000 soldiers of the 46th Red Bulls (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/46th.jpg) (Armed with a MP-2 Eviscerator SMGand a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark hard red and black)

Rice’s army: (Hiding in the area near Philadelphia International)
15,000 soldiers of the 7th Dragon Slayers (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/7th.jpg) (Armed with an AR-56 assault rifle, a M-12 MasterKey double-barreled shotgun and a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark green and dark gray)
2,000 soldiers of the 11th Death’s Knights (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/11th.jpg) (Armed with a CAR-24A1 combat assault rifle, a Super-Nova shotgun and a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol/Transylvanian body armor in black and obscure gray)
13,000 soldiers of the 23rd Green Horns (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/23rd.jpg) (Armed with a USMG-45 PHX Universal Sub-Machine gun and a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dark weak green and medium weak green)

The Shadow Fox (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/16th.jpg) units: (Classified)
Twelve squad for six special ops soldiers each (Armed with an AR-66 silent assault rifle and a H&K SOCOM pistol/Transylvanian body armor in dim gray and stale gray)

Jake then said, smiling and growing excited: "Then the Navy will attack, and cut off NYC from the sea, and deal with the New Jerseyians on the sea. The Ben Franklin Fleet and the George Washington Fleet wil mop them up. Also, we can land troops on Long Island to cut them off, and go after some of the bouroughs directly. That is the best advice I have heard all day!"

Jake then recognized, "SpecOps and air power still will deal with Military bases of course....but perhaps, we can deal with the New Jerseyians easily, their little Navy and Army will be easily disabled with their bases and heavy equipment and their roads, and any popular resistance will be dealt with by us. Southern NY State will be dealt with the same way, we ignore civilians and go for the jugular. Besides, it makes for better press."

The Count as he looked out the window. “Well…we have a good plan then. I will tell Lieutenant Colonel Horace Rice to add his forces to back up your army on the Philadelphia front.” he said. “Colonel Dawson and his men will move to the north, killing anybody with a weapon. I will have my men come in after the navy is took out around NYC. Can’t have my mercs getting kill by the enemy navy fleet.”

“The Shadow Foxes will be used to cut supply routes from the north.” he added. “Are you going to be on the field? If not, you can use PDA to keep in touch with me. Because I will be being me. I will be there when NYC is attacked by ground forces.”

“I’ve more soldiers back in the Dominion, getting ready to fly over here. They will be here in two or more days.” he added.

The Count as he looked out the window. “Well…we have a good plan then. I will tell Lieutenant Colonel Horace Rice to add his forces to back up your army on the Philadelphia front.” he said. “Colonel Dawson and his men will move to the north, killing anybody with a weapon. I will have my men come in after the navy is took out around NYC. Can’t have my mercs getting kill by the enemy navy fleet.”

“The Shadow Foxes will be used to cut supply routes from the north.” he added. “Are you going to be on the field? If not, you can use PDA to keep in touch with me. Because I will be being me. I will be there when NYC is attacked by ground forces.”

“I’ve more soldiers back in the Dominion, getting ready to fly over here. They will be here in two or more days.” he added.

Jake then said, "Very well. We shall commence when your men arrive, how will that sound?"

“Those are my reinforcements” said the Count. “That force will be send in to control areas that we have already took over. So…the main fighting force can move forwards and gain more land.”

“At 1200 hours, the war begins.” added the Count with a sadist smile. “Those New Yorkers in NYC will be surprised to see animals running wild through the street of the city. Lion, tigers, and bears using the city as their playground.”

“Each of those men are getting 25,000 to release the animals. There are about eight to ten in each zoo.” he added.

“Those are my reinforcements” said the Count. “That force will be send in to control areas that we have already took over. So…the main fighting force can move forwards and gain more land.”

“At 1200 hours, the war begins.” added the Count with a sadist smile. “Those New Yorkers in NYC will be surprised to see animals running wild through the street of the city. Lion, tigers, and bears using the city as their playground.”

“Each of those men are getting 25,000 to release the animals. There are about eight to ten in each zoo.” he added.

Jake then said, ne: "1200 hours it will be."

He then poured two shot glasses of whiskey and raised one, saying "To victory!"

The Count took the glass and said “Yes, to victory.” Then he shot it back, sending the warm liquor down his throat. Placing the glass back on Jake’s desk, he said “Got to go, Jake. I got a list to check.” He laughed as he leave the oval office and out of the White House. About fifteen minutes later, he show up at the Black Wolves’ base near Washington-Dulles International. The whole base matched the Black Wolves’ colors, from tents to vehicles to cases of ammo. In one of the tent, a forty year old looking man with brown hair and green eyes was looking over reports. He was wearing a gray uniform (Looks like the US Army Dress Blue Uniform but gray), with the ranks of General on this uniform. This man had a set of Transylvanian body armor under his uniform. He had black patch over his left eye.

“General Kolesnikov, is everything ready?” asked the Count as he walked in the tent. General Andrei Kolesnikov was one of the five Wolf Generals in Count JWolf’s merc army. Andrei is forty five year old and have been through many armies, starting in the Red Russian Rebel army (OOC: The RRR was formed to try and take back the part of Russia that the Dominion owns.) at the age of twelve.

“Yes, boss.” said Andrei with a heavy Russian accent. “Your weapons are on the table to your right.” The Count walked over and pulled the black cover off of the table.

On the table sat a HK G36C assault rifle with a front grip, a 4x scope and a green laser sight, a Heckler & Koch PSG1, two Beretta 93R automatic pistols, and a bag with extra ammo in it. The Count liked what was in front of his face. His katana was already in its place. The Count placed the belt on, that the hostlers for the 93Rs were on. Then he put the pistols in their places. He put the bag on his back the PSG1 on his back. The G36C was in his hands as he left the tent.

Using a small ugly black car, it took the Count about an hour and a half to make it to the southern border of Pennsylvania-New Jersey. After leaving the car behind, about four miles away from the border. He would make it across unseen by anybody’s forces. Using the shadows to hide him. After across the border, he moved towards the nearest city. Cherry Hill, New Jersey…home to a thirty five year old ex-navy seal, one that is loyal to the governor of New Jersey. Somebody that would be thorn in everybody’s sides.

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Cherry Hill, New Jersey…a peaceful little town for an ex-navy seal to live out the last years of his life in peace. No more taking orders to kill by the US Navy Seal Command. Major (Retired) Cody Spade got him a good size house near Cherry Hill Hospital. He was sitting out on his deck at the back of his house. He was grilling him a steak in this good weather day. But he did not know that somebody had him in their scope.

The Count was on the highest part of Cherry Hill Hospital, his PSG1 on the edge facing Cody‘s house. “Man, he looks like he is having fun.” said the Count to himself, aloud.

With slow squeeze on the trigger, a bullet was send into Cody’s head. As Cody’s body hit the deck, the Count was airborne after jumping from the roof. He lands on another roof of the hospital and heads into the car garage. He tried to stay away from the cameras but if one saw him, they could not see his face under the black ninja mask.

JWolf found a car of his liking, a black 1969 Dodge Charger R/T. What is fun, the doors were unlocked. After placing the PSG1 and the bag of ammo in the back seat, the Count hopped into the driver seat. Pulling the HK G36C assault rifle in the passenger seat, he took off his right glove. Using his mutant powers, he manipulate magnetic currents through the key hole to starter to make the fire up. “Its got a Hemi.” said the Count as he pulled the car in drive. He took off has mask as he left the garage and heads out of the city. He would head towards Princeton, where the governor of New Jersey’s son was at.

Meanwhile, as the Count was off assasinating people-

At 1200 hours, the fun began.

The shiny new Tyrandisian-purchased Xeons, and the Kestrels, which would soon be replaced, soon began to fly over New Jersey's and Southern New York State's skies. The residents of the various suburbs soon began fleeing in panic, as the fighters began firing missiles and Octo-Nitro-Cubane at National Guard bases and at major highways that would prove useful to the National Guards in those states. These forces also began to spar with the inevitable response by the local Air National Guards-they met this head-on, with dogfights and missile attacks that worked out in the favor of the RSA, though with some casualties. Also, Blackhawks began depositing Lighthorse teams to make raids on enemy bases of supply and enemy heavy equipment, as well as deal with anybody that survived the ordinance from above. Explosions could be heard everywhere throughout the state, and though the civil casualties were light, panic was in the air on the ground.

As this occurred, ships of the Ben Franklin and George Washington Squadrons began moving up the coast from Norfolk, and down from Philadelphia. They converged off the Cheasapeake, then they began moving to attack New Jersey's Navy-or what they had for a Navy, some old Coast Guard boats and a few light ships. They entered NJ waters, and were met by the State's Navy, which had mobilized in the wake of the attack. The RSA Xeon Naval Fighters took off as well, and began hitting the enemy's F-14s with Divine Thunder cannon attacks and AAM attacks. Meanwhile, the RSA Ships themselves attacked the enemy ships with Tomahawks, torpedoes and the odd gun attack. The NJ Navy was getting battered, and would soon crack at any time due to the overwhelming force.

OOC: Having phone line trouble. Getting it fixed.

Prince William looked at the Television set, watching the war unfold with terror-stricken eyes. The RSA was gaining momentum with their new allies. And now it seemed that they were moving north. Towards New England. Towards Massachusetts. His home.

Although he had not been in his home state for several years, he was absolutely terrified at the prospect that the RSA armies would kick the door in on them and destroy everything in a whirlwind of indiscriminant destruction.

Everything that he had ever learned before he came to the Crimean Peninsula he learned in Massachusetts. And now, it seemed, everything was going to go up in flames. The Prince's eyes teared up at the thought of noble Boston, with its proud history, and numerous museums, monuments, and landmarks being utterly destroyed: The USS Constitution, Boston Commons, Boston Gardens, The New England Aquarium, The Children's Museum, The Museum of Fine Arts, The Garden, The Old South Church, Fanuel Hall, The Old State House, and the Irish and Italian districts.

It wasn't just Boston that would be annialated. Cambridge too would suffer their wrath. The colleges, like Harvard University, would be annialated. And then Harvard Square-oh Gods, Harvard Square!-As a teenager, he enjoyed walking around the streets looking in all sorts of weird and unique stores. Of all places in Harvard Square, he enjoyed The Garage the most. Visiting Newbury Comics to buy music, and Pandamonium Bookstore to take a look at the lastest Lovecraftian-themed oddity. Not to mention the delicious ice-cream at Ben&Jerrys and the awesome pizza place, whose name have unfortunately escaped Prince Williams head.

It was an utter tragedy that this was to unfold. What upset the Prince more was the fact that he couldn't do a damn thing about it. This was in another hemisphere for Pete's sake! The Principality of Wilhelmsborough didn't even have a proper navy or air force in place yet. There was nothing that he could do.

All the Prince could do was watch as the RSA continued it's unceasing march north...

OOC: Fixed it. Yeah!

IC: The Dominion armies would sit back until they were needed. Dawson had his army moved towards New Jersey. They would attack there when the time is right. The Count’s Black Wolves began moving towards New Jersey, too. Not taking the same path as Dawson’s army.

JWolf had entered Princeton, New Jersey as the RSA began the attacks. Havoc and chaos was through out the city. JWolf’s target is near Princeton University. The Count flew pass people as they were trying to escape the city. It took about fifteen for him to get near the university. The whole campus was nuts.

JWolf looked at the photo of his target in passenger seat. Handsome kid. He would be a good son-in-law. said the Count to himself. Sucks that I have to kill him. He looked up in time to see a person go down in front of the car, about six feet in front of him. The Count smiled as he gunned it. The front left tire hit the person’s head. It was mess as JWolf yelled “Twenty points.”

Then he saw his target as he cut around a corner. There were three bodyguards around him and they were in the middle of the street. He pushed the petal to the floor as the speedometer began raising. 50...60...70...80...Bam. JWolf looked at the rearview mirror to see all four people on the ground, not moving. “Sucks to be them.” he said as he heads out of the city. He was heading towards NYC.

On his way towards NYC, the Count called the people in the city’s zoos. “Free the animals.” That was the message. Soon, the people began freeing every animal they could. Lions, bears, and any other land-based or air-based animals were being freed. Two hours later, all of the city zoos were free of land-based animals and air-based animals.

Indeed, New York had mobilized its forces, and unlike New Jersey, had more resources to spare for defense, not to mention a populace legendary for its cussedness. Refugees from New Jersey were fleeing the strikes right then and there to seek shelter with relatives in New York, and rumor had it that the New England states were assembling a coalition to aid New York in trying to stop the RSA from expanding.

The NJ Navy finally collapsed under pressure, and then scattered, fleeing to the relatively safe harbor of New York City as the Ben Franklin Squadron followed, attacking with Tomahawk missiles and guns, plus the odd torpedo and Harpoon missile.

It was then that the New York State Navy moved as well, it knew it was next. George Washington Squadron then sent its submarines, mostly Virginias and Seawolves, to intercept enemy sea reinforcements coming from Montauk Point, while it began deploying its seaborne forces, based on Wasps, onto Long Island.

The Forces that landed on the Eastern and Central Portions of Long Island encountered little resistance from the wealthier residents, who fled to the city to escape the enemy, allowing RSA forces to partake of their wines, food, and fine china, among other things, despite official orders not to do so.

But others took up arms. Making molotov cocktails and pulling out pistols, shotguns, what have you, they began mounting a spirited defense of their homes, crying "You attack New York, you attack freedom!" They could do little against the well-equipped and better-trained RSA forces, which composed of Marines and Regular Army, but they did slow them up some.

Meanwhile, the Lighthorses encountered little resistance from the bewildered NJ National Guardsmen, who did mount some defensive moves at Newark and in the center of the state. But for the most part, the game was up for them. Things were a little more difficult in Southern New York State, where objectives were being accomplished, but with more casualties as NY National Guard rushed in reinforcements to deal with the Lighthorses there. Timely airstrikes kept the National Guard on their toes, but the position was getting precarious.

Now, on the orders of General Voeker, the RSA moved its Regulars in earnest into the state of New Jersey. 75,000-100,000 armed men, RSA Regulars and some RALM Mercenaries, moved into Phillipsburg, Camden, Trenton, and Cape May, raising the RSA flags in those cities. They would then move once things had been secured.

Also, another, larger force, 125,000 Regulars and Enlightened Guardians, attacked New York. They invaded through I-81 and on Route 14, moving on Binghamton and Elmira respectively. Attacks on Oleon and Jamestown in the West and Hancock and Monticello in the East are also part of the plan. The East and Central Fronts are the centerpieces of the plan, it is on these the success of the attack will depend.

Meanwhile, a secret signal is sent to the Transylvanians: "You are now free to roam across New York and New Jersey."

Dawson’s army and the Black Wolves were in New Jersey as the message was sent to them. They were near upper New Jersey. Engaging enemy forces here and there. Mostly they were only small groups and were took down fast. After getting the message, Dawson’s army backed up by the Black Wolves moved towards NYC. Preparing for major urban battle.

Meanwhile, Rice had his army move into New York state. They began attacking the New Yorkers with everything that got. They backed up their allies when they need.

The Shadow Foxes units were doing the same thing as the Lighthorses but more sneaker then them. They centered thier attacks on New York’s fuel depots and ammo depots. Sneaking it before the enemy knew anything. It was to late for them to do anything, too. As buildings start going boom.

George Washington Squadron, after it offloaded the RSA forces, then proceeded to clash with the larger New York Navy forces off of Southwest Long Island, leaving the Wasps and infantry supply ships to offload heavy equipment and necessary materials. The NY Naval forces were not as soft as their Jerseyian cousins; they had ships in better condition, not to mention some excellent officers. Therefore, the Xeons and the RSA ships were fighting against tougher opposition, and one or two Xeons were taken down by the NY forces, and the RSA Ships were actually getting roughed up. Still, with the advantage of submarine support and superior forces, they were winning out.
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Ben Franklin Squadron, meanwhile, began to form a blockade line on the mouth of the Hudson. Sending their own subs and Xeons out, they began mining the approaches to New York Harbor, the Xeons covering for the Virginia and Seawolf Subs as NY State Navy and Coast Guard ships tried to stop them, firing anti-shipping missiles and taking on enemy fighters.
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The RSA army in Long Island, meanwhile, soon had more to deal with than civilian militia. National Guard detachments moved to try and assemble a defensive line to block the RSA entrance into New York, and before long, mortars, artillery, and 5.56 ammo was flying about at Hauppage and Central Islip.
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The RSA regulars in NJ moved forth, joining with Lighthorse units to extinguish the last of the regular opposition. Limiting civilian casualties, they tired to present a "model occupation" of sorts, as they moved through central NJ to the North and onto NYC to catch up with Dawson's men. Some local bands of civilians and remnants of NJ National Guard tried to fight back, but were promptly silenced.
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Southern and Southeastern New York suddenly went ablaze, as the results of the Transylvanian-RSA War Machine became clear. The NY National Guard struggled to keep up with what was clearly the overwhelming presence of enemy commandos-after all, the sudden increase in all those supply depots, fuel stations and ammo facilities blowing up didn't occur for no reason.

The results were now looking perfect for the Combined Powers, as the New Englanders and New Yorkers called the Transylvanian-RSA War Machine. Vital reinforcements and heavy equipment were diverted to guard supply stations and bases across Southern NY-reinforcements which, the way things were going, might be needed for an epic battle for New York City itself, if not the various fights going on now. The commandos of both nations were doing their jobs. The RSA could now try and surround the NY forces near Elmira and Binghamton, which were holding their own, but also looked like they were ready to flee into the interior, having sustained losses. Oleon and Jamestown had been taken, and Monticello and Hancock were taken in fierce battle, though with casualties on both sides.

It seemed now that the Combined Powers now had the forces of New York stretched pretty thin, with combat on all fronts. It would simply take one big push, and they would snap. All they had to do was move before the New England Alliance, an alliance of New England states which had joined up in the wake of combats, sent their own troops to the gristmill.

OOC: New Dornalia...I'll be sending you a TG in a minute...

Dawson began send small groups (1,000-2,000) of his men across the George Washington Bridge, to fight back any enemy forces on the other side. After fighting for one hour, the bridge were in the Combined Powers’ hands. Dawson didn’t lose that many men, around about 50 to 60 soldiers.

Meanwhile, JWolf was driving around United Nations Plaza. He cruised around the area, to see what type of forces were there. Mostly armed civilian and couple of police were patrolling there. It looked like most of the NY National Guards were elsewhere in the city. So, the Count drove into the private garage that was part of Trump Tower.

He laughed because the garage was almost like a ghost town. “Oh…bad hair space is open.” said the Count to himself as he parked the car in Trump’s private space. He turned the car off the same way he turned it. Then he got out and started to get out his HK G36C assault rifle.

“This is your last day on Earth, vampire.” said a voice behind him. The Count back out of the car and looked to see a man who looked like a punk rocker walk out of the shadow. The man had silver bladed katana in his hands.

“Oh…why do you think that?” asked the Count as he drew his katana.

“My mas…” started the man before JWolf cut him off in mid-sentence. “Your master is an idiot.” said the Count. The man jumped at the Count. JWolf blocked the attack with katana. “Easy young buck.” he taunted as he lands kick in the man's chest. The man goes flying backwards into the wall, the Count already heading to get into place for his attack.

As the man lands on his knees, the Count did a 360 off the wall and gave the man a warrior’s death. As the man’s head rolled on the floor, JWolf went back to the car. He got his guns and heads to the stairs. “Ash, send somebody better next time.” he said out loud.

Voeker's men then moved to take the other bridges in a similar manner, moving brigade and battalion sized detachments, aided by helicopters, to take the other entrances into Manhattan and Brooklyn. The Lincoln Tunnel and the other bridges soon became filled with RSA forces, as they established positions on the other sides. Casualties were light, about 120-160 men.

The NY Navy, meanwhile, was finally destroyed at the Battle of Long Island. The George Washington Squadron was not without casualties; one ship was heavily damaged, the others had gotten moderate to mild damage. They moved west, and after being resupplied, they then began firing Tomahawks at enemy positions, supporting RSA forces in their break throughs in Levittown and eastern Long Island, as they moved on NYC to support their comrades.

The twin movements roused the city to action, and the citizen and NYPD and National Guard began defending their city. Using guns, molotovs, bricks, flowerpots, and anything they could get their hands on, they were determined not to let their city fall without a fight.

The RSA's solution was to begin moving in, attacking Fort Hamilton and the Brooklyn Army Terminal with the aid of Ben Franklin's Xeons, as well as moving on Manhattan with tear gas attacks on civilians and urban CQB fighting. The apartments that once housed parties and the upper class, now saw roving gun battles between NYPD and RSA forces.

As this occurred, RSA forces moved on, trying to take Poughkeepsie and Middletown, to try and sweep that part of the state clean, and prevent the NEA from attacking. Time was of the essence, the NEA had begun to move its own combined Guard units to try and relieve NYC.

In the West of NY, the RSA moved on, trying to pull a blitzkrieg on Buffalo. And, Elmira and Binghamton witnessed the total encirclement of NY National Guard. RSA forces began to pick them off, and destroy them piecemeal, to ensure a secure front.

Dawson had his forces moved into the city. Their mission was to take and control upper part of Manhattan. Hell, Dawson was joining on the mix of them. Tanks fired into the crowds of armed citizen, NYPD ’pigs’ and National Guards. Fifty cal. machine, mounted on HMMWVs, fired into the crowds. It was all fun in upper Manhattan.

Back at Trump Tower…the Count took out the four armed guards in the lobby with his sword. After throwing the bodies to one side of the lobby, he put their weapons on the first desk. He put his PSG1 and the bag behind the desk, he got out four extra clips for the HK G36C.

Then he looked out the glass doors that lead to front of the building. “Time to clean up my street.” he said as he walked out the front doors and engage armed citizen, NYPD ’pigs’ and National Guards with his HK G36C assault rifle. He was outnumbered one to 250 armed people. But he did not care, backup would be coming to him.

Dawson had his forces moved into the city. Their mission was to take and control upper part of Manhattan. Hell, Dawson was joining on the mix of them. Tanks fired into the crowds of armed citizen, NYPD ’pigs’ and National Guards. Fifty cal. machine, mounted on HMMWVs, fired into the crowds. It was all fun in upper Manhattan.

Back at Trump Tower…the Count took out the four armed guards in the lobby with his sword. After throwing the bodies to one side of the lobby, he put their weapons on the first desk. He put his PSG1 and the bag behind the desk, he got out four extra clips for the HK G36C.

Then he looked out the glass doors that lead to front of the building. “Time to clean up my street.” he said as he walked out the front doors and engage armed citizen, NYPD ’pigs’ and National Guards with his HK G36C assault rifle. He was outnumbered one to 250 armed people. But he did not care, backup would be coming to him.

The crowds of citizens dispersed under the fire, only NYPD, National Guard, and those crazy enough to stay did. The RSA gave them reason to regret soon after, as snipers and men with more tear gas and flashbangs began firing at National Guardsmen and NYPD Officers, spreading demoralization and panic as the New Yorkers tried to take cover. They began moving forward, still beating the New Yorkers back and gunning for their objectives: the Empire State Building, Central Park, Little Italy and Greenwich Village.

Greenwich Village, that center of bohemian liberalism, was soon abuzz with activity as local radicals moved to form a series of defenses that were more at home in "Les Miz" than in the 21st century, with molotovs, hunting rifles mounted in windows-turned-snipers' posts, and citizens arming themselves with whatever they had. The response was the same as the others-tear gas, surgical airstrikes, and violent CQB.

Meanwhile, in Brooklyn, Ft. Hamilton and the Brooklyn Army Terminal fell with casualties of 1,200 men total. The RSA then moved into Brooklyn proper, gunning for the Chinese neighboorhood there and moving to overpower the bourough's local defenders and residents in fierce combat.

Long Island's defenses had been breached, and the Defenders there had been forced into Queens, where they began occupying houses and fighting the RSA forces, as they entered the district.

Meanwhile, NEA forces began moving near Newburgh, north of NYC, and RSA forces were forced to meet their challenge.

In a small cabin near Reno Junction in the Thunder Basin, ole Clem cleaned his rifle one more time. There weren't many people in this part of Wyoming, but they had all heard of the goings-on back east.

The RSA was making a move to restore the old republic.........at least the good parts of it. Sounded like all of New York, New Jersey, Virginia, Maryland and Pennsy was on fire. Well, that's how it always seemed to be there....everything happening all at once.

Wyoming was technically an RSA state, but pretty much isolated. Montana and Idaho considered themselves "independent". Whatever the hell that meant. You either got on one side of the fence or the other. At least that was how Clem saw it.

New Mexico, Washington, Utah and Oregon were part of another faction Clem couldn't remember the name of. Maybe Arizona, too. Clem had heard that Texas had declared itself a Republic and promptly occupied parts of Oklahoma, Arkansas, Colorado, and Louisiana. Kept to their side of New Mexico, though. Texas was claiming a section of Mexico from Villa Ahumada southeast to Monterey. Not that there was anything much down there to prevent 'em from doing it.

" Well," he thought, " here we go again. Time to call the boys and see what they wanna do."

OOC: Mexico is a protectorate of Upper Xen, so technically, Xenizen forces would be engaging the Texans if that occurred....

IC:

Back east, things indeed were on fire. The RSA and the NEA forces clashed outside of Newburgh in a fierce tank battle, with RSA Leopard IV's, Artillery and infantry with anti-tank rounds and NEA Abrams and M60 tanks and their own units dueling in the New York countryside. The battle was fierce, and the position of the RSA tenous.
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Greenwich Village's defenders were putting up an exceptional fight, costing the RSA plenty of men per street. Little Italy, meanwhile, was especially dangerous, as NY National Guard units and a militia unit were moving on RSA forces that had moved too far into the area. But the RSA only kept going, determined to claim each area as theirs. But Chinatown and SoHo were different, they fell with 500 casualties each, and aided by teargas and snipers, plus the odd airstrike by helicopter, they took these areas for the RSA.

Bryant Park fell to the RSA, and RSA forces began moving to claim Central Park.

RSA forces in Brooklyn moved quickly in two directions-along the Fort Hamilton Parkway, and into Bath Beach. The locals were retreating in the face of the superior RSA forces, and the RSA eagerly moved, backed by helicopters and Xeon strikes. But little did the RSA know that the locals planned to get them as soon as they were deep in Bath Beach and Bourough Park....

In Queens, Oakland Gardens and Bayside were where the action was. RSA forces moved from house-to-house among the streets and the buildings, tackling the enemy snipers, mobs, and molotov attacks with counter-snipers, flashbangs and the usual CQB drill.
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With the battles for Western and Southern New York wrapping up so far, the emphasis was placed on moving to "clean up the state," so to speak, before the NEA did any more damage. Buffalo was nearly surrounded and its nearby forces locked in a deadly battle for control. Elmira and Binghamton saw the final surrender of the local NY National Guard units there, with the RSA forces then pausing for a brief moment before moving to Syracuse.

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Air cover arrived just in time near Newburgh, and Xeons dropped their payload on NEA infantry and artillery. They took some casualties, however, from the inevitable SAM attack. One fell.....but the rest wreaked havoc, turning the tide.

The RSA forces, meanwhile, advanced further into NYC, siezing block after block of territory. The NYPD and NYNG was increasingly running low on ammo, which it had to expend in great quantities to hold off the Combined Powers as long as possible, and men (especially the NYPD, which was mauled by Transylvanian conventionals and RSA snipers). Queens was halfway taken, and Manhattan based forces took Central Park after a whirlwind strike, but the trap in Brooklyn was sprung. The RSA forces now had to stop spend their time fighting waves of determined fighters, who seemed to know neither fear nor any lack of molotov cocktails. Ever-present Xeon aircraft pulling double shifts flew in, as Voeker authorized direct airstrikes of "heavy ordinance" in support of advancing forces. This translated to the direct use of Cannon fire and the odd iron and Octo-Nitro-Cubane explosive lighting up the night Brooklyn sky....

The Black Wolves were on a bee line straight to United Nations Plaza, as Dawson and his little army was taking on any hostile threats. They would meet up with the Count later.

At Trump Tower…the Count took out about fifty of the attackers with his assault rifle. One of his attackers sent a Molotov flying at him. The Count did a roll towards the front doors of Trump Tower. Running low on ammo for the gun, he placed it inside of the lobby by sliding through the doors. He ran back into the street and jump on to the wall on the other side. Just in time to catch Molotov in mid-air.

He smiled as he lands on the ground. He threw it into the crowd and watched five attackers be lit on fire. He drew his 93Rs as attackers fell to the ground in front of him. He did nothing to cause that. He looked over his shoulder to see two of the twelve Shadow Fox units arrived to back him.

"About time y’all showed up.” he said as he began firing at the attackers with his pistols.

In a small cabin near Reno Junction in the Thunder Basin, ole Clem cleaned his rifle one more time. There weren't many people in this part of Wyoming, but they had all heard of the goings-on back east.

The RSA was making a move to restore the old republic.........at least the good parts of it. Sounded like all of New York, New Jersey, Virginia, Maryland and Pennsy was on fire. Well, that's how it always seemed to be there....everything happening all at once.

Wyoming was technically an RSA state, but pretty much isolated. Montana and Idaho considered themselves "independent". Whatever the hell that meant. You either got on one side of the fence or the other. At least that was how Clem saw it.

New Mexico, Washington, Utah and Oregon were part of another faction Clem couldn't remember the name of. Maybe Arizona, too. Clem had heard that Texas had declared itself a Republic and promptly occupied parts of Oklahoma, Arkansas, Colorado, and Louisiana. Kept to their side of New Mexico, though. Texas was claiming a section of Mexico from Villa Ahumada southeast to Monterey. Not that there was anything much down there to prevent 'em from doing it.

" Well," he thought, " here we go again. Time to call the boys and see what they wanna do."



The "boys" were some of the toughest soldiers ever to pick up an automatic rifle. They had gathered here over a three year period when the shit started hitting the fan back east. The bleeding-heart liberals had finally gained the upper hand and had succeeded in passing laws banning all ownership and use of personal weapons. Like sheep to the slaughter, most citizens surrendered their guns. Most....but not all.

Of the 2300-odd holdouts that began making their way west, 2263 made it past the Mississippi River into what was becoming known as the "Free Lands". Those that had been caught were tried as traitors and shot on the spot.

Small bands of men gathered together for mutual protection from the eastern regime and grew in size as they got farther and farther west. The migration had solidified somewhat into two rather formidable forces. Deserters from the eastern armies had now swelled their ranks to over 5000 men, a dozen MBTs, and a couple of jet-jockeys from Ft. Dix. It wasn't long before the RSA contacted them...........

The "boys" were some of the toughest soldiers ever to pick up an automatic rifle. They had gathered here over a three year period when the shit started hitting the fan back east. The bleeding-heart liberals had finally gained the upper hand and had succeeded in passing laws banning all ownership and use of personal weapons. Like sheep to the slaughter, most citizens surrendered their guns. Most....but not all.

Of the 2300-odd holdouts that began making their way west, 2263 made it past the Mississippi River into what was becoming known as the "Free Lands". Those that had been caught were tried as traitors and shot on the spot.

Small bands of men gathered together for mutual protection from the eastern regime and grew in size as they got farther and farther west. The migration had solidified somewhat into two rather formidable forces. Deserters from the eastern armies had now swelled their ranks to over 5000 men, a dozen MBTs, and a couple of jet-jockeys from Ft. Dix. It wasn't long before the RSA contacted them...........

...and offered to supply and arm the force of rather discontent men. The local authorities knew that they would be quite useful in future moves to reunite the country. Shipments of rocket launchers and mortars, plus SAWs, were delivered to them, and men were sent to train them in the use of these weapons.

The fighting in Brooklyn was turning around, and the better-equipped RSA forces recovered from the initial blow, hard as it was, by the locals. They simply fired back, resuming the policy of no mercy for those who resisted, and kept their wits about them, especially when the Xeons kept them going. The RSA moved forward still in Brooklyn, gunning for Coney and hoping to push east to link up with forces coming from Queens, who were getting tough on local resistance, arresting civilians on the slightest pretext and confirming openly a policy of "no quarter" against the local forces (which was already in effect, despite regulations).

Meanwhile, NYPD and NYNG forces began surrendering in droves, and RSA forces in Manhattan then opted to move on Wall Street and the rest of the center and North of the City, facing moderate resistance. The heart of American enterprise would be American soil once more....

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...somewhere just north of I-80, along one of the tributeries of the Cheyenne River...



As Clem's recon squad scanned the camp, they realized one thing: these eastern city boys weren't the brightest bulbs in the pack. They were conscripts, and had been pushed out of the transport planes just northeast of Ft. Collins Colorado. Several had died when they hit the ground ( which is what generally happens when you land on your head ), about a dozen others with broken bones. All told, about 660 got their shit together and headed due north to "liberate" Cheyenne and Laramie. They didn't even bother to hide their tracks....parachutes, clothing, and garbage were strewn all over the landscape.

They weren't particularly well-armed, either. Old US Army carbines, a few grenades. It was a small miracle that anything got done. Clem had heard at least a half-dozen different languages spoken among them, and about half had incomplete uniforms.

The recon team tracked them for about 80 miles until they were camped along Cheeky Creek, spread out about approximately one-quarter mile.

This is as good a place as any, Clem thought. He punched in a particular frequency, and hit send.................

...somewhere just north of I-80, along one of the tributeries of the Cheyenne River...



As Clem's recon squad scanned the camp, they realized one thing: these eastern city boys weren't the brightest bulbs in the pack. They were conscripts, and had been pushed out of the transport planes just northeast of Ft. Collins Colorado. Several had died when they hit the ground ( which is what generally happens when you land on your head ), about a dozen others with broken bones. All told, about 660 got their shit together and headed due north to "liberate" Cheyenne and Laramie. They didn't even bother to hide their tracks....parachutes, clothing, and garbage were strewn all over the landscape.

They weren't particularly well-armed, either. Old US Army carbines, a few grenades. It was a small miracle that anything got done. Clem had heard at least a half-dozen different languages spoken among them, and about half had incomplete uniforms.

The recon team tracked them for about 80 miles until they were camped along Cheeky Creek, spread out about approximately one-quarter mile.

This is as good a place as any, Clem thought. He punched in a particular frequency, and hit send.................

The men at the camp picked up the frequency, and the commander ordered the radioman to pick up. The skeptics in their groups knew that all that noise and junk would give them away, but the CO assured them that the RSA didn't pay attention to Wyoming. Now, some men, especially those picked as sentries, picked up their guns and readied them, and others ignored the signs, out of laziness or language barrier.

The tension was thick as the radioman fiddled with the radio....

The fighting in Brooklyn was turning around, and the better-equipped RSA forces recovered from the initial blow, hard as it was, by the locals. They simply fired back, resuming the policy of no mercy for those who resisted, and kept their wits about them, especially when the Xeons kept them going. The RSA moved forward still in Brooklyn, gunning for Coney and hoping to push east to link up with forces coming from Queens, who were getting tough on local resistance, arresting civilians on the slightest pretext and confirming openly a policy of "no quarter" against the local forces (which was already in effect, despite regulations).

Meanwhile, NYPD and NYNG forces began surrendering in droves, and RSA forces in Manhattan then opted to move on Wall Street and the rest of the center and North of the City, facing moderate resistance. The heart of American enterprise would be American soil once more....

...and after some resistance, finally was, with the RSA flag being waved on the statue of George Washington on Wall St. Meanwhile, the RSA was still on the march, snapping up portions of Manhattan that still wanted to fight.

The two-pronged Brooklyn offensive cleaned up Coney Island and the nonrthern parts, and then moved to link up with advance elements of the RSA troops from Queens before working on putting the squeeze on the center.

It was only a matter of time now, RSA forces began to see civilians wave white flags out of sheer exhaustion and lack of supply.....

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Cleaning up the rest of NY State was less tough-Buffalo fell when the Mayor declared it an open city, to spare it the fate of NYC. NYNG forces, local irregulars and RSA forces however, were beginning to spar near Syracuse in what seemed to be the makings of yet another epic struggle. Meanwhile, Lighthorse and Enlightened Guardian units worked on battling the groups of partisans, civilian and ex-National Guard that had taken to the Catskills and the Adirondacks with hunting rifles and shotguns, roving across the countryside and engaging them in low-intensity battle.

All the while, reports of a snowstorm were coming in....both sides, Combined Powers and NEA, knew that such a storm would make ops difficult. Thus, in gamble, the NEA moved to Albany, trying to establish a base there, while the RSA forces North of NYC moved to deter any Southern movements by the NEA, fortifying themselves near the border and installing Avenger SAMs and theater missiles....

With NYC in the hands of the Combined Powers and Thump Tower in the Count’s hands, JWolf was happy as he walked through the door of his new building. Both six men teams of Shadow Foxes followed him inside.

“I want one of the two teams to search the building.” said the Count as he picked up his assault rifle. “The other to watch all the exits in the lobby.” The twelve men all said “Yes, milord.” and went to work. JWolf put a fresh clip in his rifle and placed his PSG1 over his shoulder. He heads up the stairs to the Donald’s private penthouse.

By that time, the Black Wolves showed up in United Nations Plaza and started setting up around the plaza. Blocking all roads in and out, only allowing their people in. As that was happening, Dawson had his forces moved to north of NYC, to add more defense to northern part of the city. Can’t let the city fall out of the hands of the Combined Powers. Rice had his army began moving towards NYC, too.

The Count smiled as he looked out of the window in his new office and smiled. “Good thing it snows in the Dominion. A lot of my men know how to fight in it.” he said.

NYC fell indeed, the Mayor radioed General Voeker and asked to surrender. Voeker recieved his surrender at Wall Street, the same spot where Washington was inaugurated as the first President. RSA soldiers cheered, and RSA flags flew from every building they held. The residents accepted it with exhausted stoicism, they didn't like it, but they had to live with it.

As it was, casualties were huge. All told, 3,000 RSA soldiers died in taking the city, and many more were wounded; 45,000-100,000 civilians died, and at least 200,000 wounded or. It was an epic fight, one for the books. And, as the RSA forces settled in near and around the city to rest and reorganize as the snow hit, they began the task of rebuilding the city and keeping the streets clear of too much snow. Reinforcements were sent up, and not much else occurred. It was good too, the NEA couldn't do much movement as it was snowing, so this bought time for the Combined Powers.

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The snow, of course, proved a boon companion to the RSA's COIN ops. The Lighthorses and EG's manuevered around the snow, playing a cat and mouse game with the irregulars in the winter. Occasionally, the RSA forces triggered an avalanche, however small, and used this to their advantage to win out. Also, the Irregulars often had to keep moving to find new sources of food, and this helped the RSA deal with them.

Near Syracuse, the snows hit both sides, and the RSA had some difficulty moving. But, they managed to get artillery and mortars going, even in the below-freezing temps, and hit the NYNG, which was having its own problems. They also began moving to close the gap, ever so slowly and with great emphasis on making an ominous presence.

The RSA near Syracuse finally had a chance to break the enemy, as they moved in and charged the NYNG forces, storming their positions and finally able to get some air cover with the storm lifting after a day or two. Within two days, the RSA had broken the enemy, and Syracuse was theirs.

The state, meanwhile, was on the verge of surrender. In Albany, the state assembly pushed for residents to wage guerilla war, while their leaders planned a counterassault. But, it looked like this would make things worse....

During the two day snow storm, the Count had all of his Black Wolves working to turn United Nations Plaza into a Dominion only control area of the city. Sand bags were set up on the street and heavy machine gun nests set up, too. Tents set outside the building on the sidewalks. Alleys being blocked and watched by cameras. All buildings located in United Nations Plaza were searched and begcame Dominion control buildings.

The list of these buildings:
Trump World Tower
100 United Nations Plaza Tower
860 U.N. Plaza Apartments
870 U.N. Plaza Apartments
One United Nations Plaza
Two United Nations Plaza
865 1st Avenue
Institute Of International Education Building
823 United Nations Plaza

The Count turned the Donald’s old office in radio room with everything a modern army radio command would need. He used this room to get in touch with both Dawson, Rice, and the Shadow Fox units. The Dominion losses were low, around 550 soldiers between all of the armies.

JWolf relaxed in the huge leather seat with radio in his hand, channel to Voeker’s command unit. “General Voeker, this is the Big Bad Wolfman speaking.” he said. “What is the status of the state?”

During the two day snow storm, the Count had all of his Black Wolves working to turn United Nations Plaza into a Dominion only control area of the city. Sand bags were set up on the street and heavy machine gun nests set up, too. Tents set outside the building on the sidewalks. Alleys being blocked and watched by cameras. All buildings located in United Nations Plaza were searched and begcame Dominion control buildings.

The list of these buildings:
Trump World Tower
100 United Nations Plaza Tower
860 U.N. Plaza Apartments
870 U.N. Plaza Apartments
One United Nations Plaza
Two United Nations Plaza
865 1st Avenue
Institute Of International Education Building
823 United Nations Plaza

The Count turned the Donald’s old office in radio room with everything a modern army radio command would need. He used this room to get in touch with both Dawson, Rice, and the Shadow Fox units. The Dominion losses were low, around 550 soldiers between all of the armies.

JWolf relaxed in the huge leather seat with radio in his hand, channel to Voeker’s command unit. “General Voeker, this is the Big Bad Wolfman speaking.” he said. “What is the status of the state?”

Voeker said, "Intel's coming in that Syracuse and Buffalo are ours, and Lighthorses and Enlightened Guardians are running around performing COIN operations. The enemy may move, but it seems we have ripped most of the fight out of him, he will fall if pressed."

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Night lay like an ebon pall on the trampled, blood-soaked earth of Wyoming. Through flying tatters of mist, as through a ragged shroud, the cold white moon leered down on a scene of horror. For the rolling, barren plain that sloped down to Cheeky Creek was strewn with the sprawled, gore-splashed corpses of men. In silent hundreds dead soldiers and their commanders lay, some face-down in pools of congealing blood, others on their backs, with dead eyes staring up into the grinning jaws of the mocking moon. The hideous sound of wolves rang through the still air as the scavengers grunched and gobbled.

Few dwelt in this dreary southeastern corner of Wyoming, and those few had been further dwindled by years of war with raids by the forces of the Old Republic. The land had been largely abandoned to the prowling wolf and the slinking mountain lion.

The locals called this grim region the Place of Skulls. Never before had it so well earned its name; never had the bitter sands drunk so deeply of hot blood. Never before had so many bullet-ridden and bayonetted men gone wailing down the red road to Hell.

The ambush had been a complete surprise to the ill-equipped eastern soldiers.
Automatic weapons and grenades had decimated them. Few had even gotten a shot off before they were cut down in an attack so furious that it was over in just a few minutes. Hundreds had died; none survived.

Old Clem was as happy as anyone had ever seen him. "That'll teach these city-boys who's boss out here", he thought.

He knew there would be repercussions, but he and his men would be long gone by the time word of this slaughter reached the enemy.

He issued his orders. " OK, men, grab anything worth grabbing and lets get out of here. Let the folks in Cheyyne, Laramie, and the surrounding towns know that there might be a counter-attack within the next 24 hours. We're heading north............

Voeker said, "Intel's coming in that Syracuse and Buffalo are ours, and Lighthorses and Enlightened Guardians are running around performing COIN operations. The enemy may move, but it seems we have ripped most of the fight out of him, he will fall if pressed."

“Well, that all sounds good.” said the Count. My forces are sitting back and waiting for something to do. We have the northern part of NYC under our watch. The Black Wolves have UN Plaza under my control.”

“I have the Donald’s private jet waiting at John F. Kennedy International Airport for me.” added the Count. “I have something to do and I will be back. Keep it on the down low. Over and out.”

With that done, the Count got up to get his weapons. His pistols and his Katana was all he got. He did not wait for Voeker to answer him before he head down towards the underground garage. About fifteen minutes later, the Donald’s private jet enters the air and heading towards RB.

“Well, that all sounds good.” said the Count. My forces are sitting back and waiting for something to do. We have the northern part of NYC under our watch. The Black Wolves have UN Plaza under my control.”

“I have the Donald’s private jet waiting at John F. Kennedy International Airport for me.” added the Count. “I have something to do and I will be back. Keep it on the down low. Over and out.”

With that done, the Count got up to get his weapons. His pistols and his Katana was all he got. He did not wait for Voeker to answer him before he head down towards the underground garage. About fifteen minutes later, the Donald’s private jet enters the air and heading towards RB.

Indeed, the Transylvanian Watch and the RSA's aggressive movements had taken the heart out of the state of New York. Now, the RSA converged forces after a small lull in Syracuse to recharge and regroup, and they moved along the highways to Albany.

There, the New York State Government elected to evacuate. Declaring Albany an open city, they encouraged New Yorkers to resist, before taking loyalist forces with them across the Hudson. The NEA was confused, and initially wanted the New Yorkers to stay, but the refugee trains and the Xeon strikes convinced them otherwise. They left Albany, and let it be claimed by the RSA.

As the RSA flag flew over Albany, Voeker kept going. He pushed on into Vermont, and began pursuing the retreating New York/NEA forces, who had shown that perhaps, they had not as much spine as he thought.

Meanwhile, in the south, the RSA Forces got their marching orders, and crossed into Greenwich, CT. The battle was on-Greenwich was easily taken, but the NEA tried to keep them there.

Air battles with Xeons and new B52Hs characterized the new fights, with major installations behind the lines hit with heavy ordinance and Xeons dueling ANG fighters over the skies of New England.

During the Count’s little trip to Roach-Busters, the reinforcements he said that would come in two or three days have arrived in RSA. The cargo planes used the same airports as the other Dominion forces used. This force was made of many soldiers from many divisions of the Dominion Army. But each division did have one thing in common, each division can be link to the famous Black Widows and the famous Black Widow campaign. The 1st Blood Wolves (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/1st.jpg), the 4th Raptors (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/4th.jpg), the 10th Rayse Tigers (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/10th.jpg) , the 12th Blood Dragons (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/12th.jpg), and the 14th Mason's Wolves (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/14th.jpg) have been linked to the Black Widows. There were about 100,000 of them have been flow in.

25,000 Blood Wolves, armed with an AR-22 heavy assault rifle, a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol, and a set of Transylvanian body armor in brick red and black, were in this force’s ranks.

25,000 manic of the Blood Dragons, armed with an AR-22 heavy assault rifle, a M-12 MasterKey double-barreled shotgun, a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol, and a set of Transylvanian body armor in obscure dull red and obscure gray, were in this force’s ranks.

15,000 Raptors, armed with a CAR-24A1 combat assault rifle, a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol, and a set of Transylvanian body armor in obscure weak yellow and obscure dull orange, were in this force’s ranks.

25,000 soldiers of the Rayse Tigers, armed with an USMG-45 PHX Universal Sub-Machine gun, a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol, and a set of Transylvanian body armor in dark hard blue and white, were in this force’s ranks.

10,000 soldiers of Mason's Wolves, armed with an USMG-45 PHX Universal Sub-Machine gun, a PHX Hi-Power 10mm pistol, and a set of Transylvanian body armor in dark weak green and dark gray, were in this force’s ranks.

This force was not like both Dawson’s and Rice’s army, they did not have a single tank in this force. It was made up by light armored vehicles. Most of them are different types of HMMWVs. Around thousand fast motorcycles were in this army, ranging from choppers to crotch rockets. They would be used for fast recon mission in later missions. Now, there were some strange vehicles in the whole army. Fifteen armored trucks with large horse trailers behind them. The horses are Transylvanian pure bred stallions, all were black in color. A total of ninety horses, six per trailer. They would be used for stealth recon mission. Countless ammo trucks and fuel tankers were in the vehicle ranks. Each vehicle were painted in urban camo with the flag of the Dominion flag piante don all of the doors.

And something the others armies did not have, they had some air support. Four AH-6J Little Bird helicopters, two Mi-28 Havoc attack helicopters, and one Mi-35 Hind E assault transport helicopters were the air support. A small number for a large force like this but it was all the cargo ship could hold. The cargo ship was not a Dominion Navy ship but a Timber Wolf Inc. ship, good thing that Count made a couple deals to set up from trades with the RSA and TWI.

Now, to the man who is commanding this force. A Colonel Jaegar McKnight (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/McKnight2.jpg), son of General Adolph McKnight, trained with his buddy Dawson. Jaegar is a dangerous foe like his father was in his early years. In one order, Jaegar’s Black Widows moved towards NYC.

To relieve the pressure in the air, an offensive was launched by General Voeker already in Vermont and by RSA forces in Greenwich, Connecticut to move further into New England. The RSA regular units and Lighthorses in NY were mobilized into the fight, the Enlightened Guardians left to take care of mopping up. Lighthorse raids began in Connecticut--where nighttime raids aided by bombers along the shore hit near New Haven and Bridgeport, crippiling fuel depots and port facilities which could ship vital fuel and ammo-- and in the woods and hills of Vermont and Western New Hampshire, where the goal was to hit enemy airfields and fuel depots, to deny the planes what they needed most-fuel and spots to land.

The ground units, meanwhile, faced opposition in the suburban areas of Southwest Connecticut. They were not stopped totally, but the push on I-95 and the major rural roads was tough going, as enemy units-local police, armed civilians and regulars-who did not wish to give up counterattacked as the RSA moved East to Norwalk and New Canaan. This was coordinated with the Vermont push, which was considerably easier than the Connecticut campaign but still required nerves of steel on Voeker's part--and the combined arms of RSA Artillery, Leopard IV tanks, and infantry--to contend with the enemy at large, which was melting towards Rutland to stage a defense.

The extended campaigns on land and air were working, the New England National Guards were beginning to fail in the air. Though the enemy was forcing the RSA to bring up rear-line air units to supplement the fatigued pilots in the Xeons, which bore the brunt of the fighting, often with older F-22s, F-15s and some of the more recent F-22s and F-35s, the tide was beginning to turn in the skies. With more and more enemy air and supply bases, vital roads and bridges hit by B52Hs, and airplanes with incendiary and Fuel Air explosives of all kinds, the New England Alliance was beginning to find fewer places to park its planes and get them fixed, and it found itself on the defensive.

Meanwhile, a telegram was sent to Dawson, Rice and McKnight.

"Gentlemen-

I have an idea for a plan that may help hasten the demise of the New England Alliance. I feel that an amphibious landing near New London or perhaps Providence may prove useful by choking off a vital section of Interstate 95, the main highway being used to ship men and munitions to the fronts. I would please, if possible, like your opinions on these ideas.

President Featherston"

Camp NYC, on the northern top of NYC, part of the Dominion defense line protecting the city.

In the middle of defense line, sat a large green tent with four TRIDON air defense gun systems and squad of 40 Raptors around it. This was the main command center of the Dominion forces. This tent housed everything a modern command centered needs.

There was a meeting go in inside, around a large wooden table sat the commanders of the Dominion forces in NYC.

Colonel Dawson sat on one side of the table with his two commanders; Lieutenant Colonel Bryan Clark (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Clark.jpg) and Lieutenant Colonel Ron Simmons (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Simmons.jpg). The three men were wearing a set of Transylvanian body armor in their division’s colors.

Lieutenant Colonel Horace Rice (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Rice.jpg) sat on the other side of the table with his two commanders; Major Terri Canterbury (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Terri.jpg) and Major Raymond Taylor (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Taylor.jpg). They were wearing a set of Transylvanian body armor in their division’s colors.

“This is the question, should we stay and guard the city or more towards the north?” asked Dawson. Before any of the others could answer, the sound of fifteen motorcycles pulling up outside was heard.

Colonel Jaegar McKnight, Lieutenant Colonel Jarred Delgado (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Delgado.jpg), Lieutenant Colonel Sid Eudy (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/Sid.jpg) walked into the tent. All of them were wearing a set of Transylvanian body armor in their division’s colors. Jaegar was wearing a black leather coat over his armor.

“Jaegar.” said Dawson. “Good to have you here with us.”

“Can’t let you have all the fun.” said McKnight. Then the message from President Featherston came though the headquarters.

“Sound like that will work.” said Dawson. “Send a message back to him. Tell him to do it.” The message was sent to the president, telling him it sound like a good plan and it should work the way he planed it.

SIC:

Operation Black Betty-

The Plan itself called for a landing of RSA forces near Newport and Point Judith, to be conducted by the George Washington Squadron and the Ben Franklin Squadrons. After taking Newport, RSA forces will push up towards East Greenwich and finally attack Providence. Aid will come from offshore air support, existing air attacks by B52H bombers and other RSA aircraft, and a diversionary attack to be made by Lighthorse forces in Washington county at night to distract the enemy.

The plan was then distributed to the RSA Command, who approved it and then began preparing for the invasion. The whole of both Fleets was currently moored at NYC, and both the ships and their planes had been recovering since their bouts. Eager for action, the Navy admirals onboard agreed to the job. The matter was of assembling the Marines and Regular Army and Enlighteneds to do so. Reinforcements were called up from the whole of the RSA, and even some regiments were raised in Maryland and Delaware to fight.

Another operational issue was the Lighthorses. Sneaking them into Connecticut, where RSA forces had recently taken New Canaan and were pushing to Darien, was hard enough. NEA Anti-air and resistance was thick, expecially along the coast. But sneaking them into Rhody, where the enemy was sure to be guarding their rear, was sure to be even harder. At least by the CT route....

As a result, it was agreed that the Lighthorses would be sneaked in via Long Island. At night, and HALO jumped for maximum infiltration.

In a few weeks, the operation would begin...

A few weeks later, Somewhere over Rhode Island, Midnight-

The 3 KSC Corporation An-225s flew over Point Judith, Rhode Island at the stroke of midnight. Having lifted off from Long Island, they flew high in the sky, to avoid detection by radar. Their pilots were sweating, but confident-serving their unsavory and ambitious masters had given them plenty of opportunities to fly in country to a number of places, and no job was too big. They were concerned about their borthers and sisters though. Three other An-225s were doing the same job over Newport.

They approached RI Airspace and their respective targets, and the Lighthorses in the back were then deployed, without ceremony. They jumped out the back, oxygen masks and all their gear with them, freefalling until they hit a suitable alititude, where they would deploy their parachutes.

This they did not but 15-45 minutes later, and then floated to Earth, their equipment following them. They picked up their Carbon-15 rifles, Barretts, their C-4 and thermite charges, and their trademark mortars and SMAWs, ready for action. Then, the teams proceeded to march over a long distance, splitting up and proceeding to their targets, shore defense guns, and AAA/SAM Batteries on the shore which would cause serious problems for the invasion and were already becoming a headache for B52Hs and their escorts on their way to attack weapons depots at Quonset Point.

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After a long march, full of near misses, they approached the batteries, which were busy scanning the sky for their prey. Some were firing as they came close, targeting barely visible B52Hs in the night.

The men then unpacked Barretts and mortars, and began their attack. Sniping out guards and weapons crews, the RI National Guardsmen and the NEA soldiers on duty were alerted to the possibility that the enemy was here. Mortars then fired onto the bases, fragmentation and incindary shells trying to hit groups of infantry, vehicles, and the occasional fortified position. Then, elements of Lighthorse infantry began sneaking around bases, laying charges to blow holes in minefields and fences.

The confusion generated by the Mortars and snipers, who kept firing, allowed assault contingents to come in and attack the base proper, using the routes cleared for them. They broke in, and began using grenades and machine gun fire to take on infantry units, who often counterattacked in greater numbers than they. They used C-4 to blow open bunkers and SAM sites and their control facilities, and thermite to render enemy AAA useless by damaging the barrels. Most importantly, they moved to sever radio and phone communications with outside forces to delay reinforcements.

The raiders were scoring successes, but the enemy couldn't ignore that many explosions and shots forever. Though communications were down and heavy reinforcements were slow in coming, they still managed to send a sizable infantry and helicopter force to investigate the area. The Lighthorses found themselves contending with more enemy fast, and there were only so many of them.....

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Newport was a similar story, however, the Lighthorses had one more problem there to deal with.

Tanks.

Being that Newport was closer to Providence, and more heavily defended, the Lighthorses had sustained more spectacular casualties, but also, had attracted the attention of more heavily armored forces (not to mention the Lighthorses had sustained more casualties). So, a force of tanks, infantry, and helicopters was bearing down on them. Communications were cut there, but reports of an attack of some kind had come out before the lines were destroyed.....

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So now, communications with RSA forces in Long Island, which had massed in total, were filled with calls for reinforcements, and evac.

At this point, the invasion force was ready and able to launch, they could go at any time. So, they decided to act--now.....

OOC: I’m not going to engage the NEA unless they attack NYC. The Dominion has done it’s job in this war. Supported your troops in both area of the invasion. The rest is up to your troops. And we can just say the twelve teams of six Shadow Foxes are causing havoc to the NEA in their own ways. I just don’t want to RP those attacks and actions.

OOC: I’m not going to engage the NEA unless they attack NYC. The Dominion has done it’s job in this war. Supported your troops in both area of the invasion. The rest is up to your troops. And we can just say the twelve teams of six Shadow Foxes are causing havoc to the NEA in their own ways. I just don’t want to RP those attacks and actions.

OOC: That's cool. Say, what happened to RB? Didn't he have some guys in here a while back?

OOC: That's cool. Say, what happened to RB? Didn't he have some guys in here a while back?

OOC: I think so. I don’t know what happened to RB or his soldiers.

The RSA Invasion Force then landed on the beaches of Point Judith and Newport, opening with a salvo of Tomahawk and Xeon attacks to clear the beaches before landing men in earnest.....the landings were contested by NEA forces in the area, who had come already to fight the Lighthorse units in country.

Point Judith-

The RSA forces encountered Infantry and helicopter units engagin the besieged Lighthorses, and began to attack them, knowing that they could threaten their attempt to establish a beachhead there. After a day's worth of combat, they fought off the enemy, though it was certain they would return.

Newport-

The RSA forces encountered stiff resistance from armored units and the more well equipped units bearing down on the Horses there. While Point Judith was secure, the RSA near Newport was violently shooting up the old estates of Vanderbilt and others in fierce combat with the NEA units to try and keep their hold secure....

OOC: To wrap things up soon-

IC:

As the invasion occurred, President Featherston sent a message to the NEA-

"Surrender now. This Civil War has gone on too long.

You have the choice to join the RSA. Then, this bloodshed between brothers will end. We will integrate you with respect to your local laws and traditions. We will prevent our men from committing crimes on your peoples, and send a modest RSA detachment to help rebuild and integrate you into America once more. We wish for you to rejoin us. But we do so with the hope that it will not be excessively bloody.

However, as you make this choice, I would like to remind you of these facts:

We are determined to reunite the United States. We have all the resources necessary to take you down and prosecute this war until doomsday. As it is, we have bombers attacking military targets. We own your airspace. We are amassing superior numbers in your lands as we speak.

New York was an example of this. They chose to resist the American Dream, and paid dearly. If you cease further resistance there will not be another New York, I assure you.

I await your reply.

President Featherston"

To make his point, a unit of RSA Navy ships was moved from Cape Verde and Africa, destined for Boston Harbor. This show would have to make them surrender.

Rhode Island, meanwhile, saw the RSA units finally breaking through, and establishing a secure beachhead with the aid of Air Support and Naval Support. With the Units reorganizing, it was time for the drive inland towards Providence-and victory.