NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Assume that you were all informed about these meetings and sent representative's.

There was less than an hour for the Xharn government to surrender, tensions were peaking, the other nations were so eager to fight that intermittent battles had already broken out, however though the Novacom Invasion was on schedule, nothing would delay it and nothing would accelerate it in it's inexerable charge towards implementation.

Forces were arrayed Logistics train was already in motion infiltrations began weeks ago now complete all that waited was the order, the order to begin the end for a nation, to tear down an old order and to help a nation begin anew.


Several Days Earlier

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Military Command Xharn Brifeing (ATTN: Assorted Generals and Admirals as well as any other command staff and personell

"The first phase of Operation Descending Sword will be a simeoultaneous amphibious assault on the 3 Island bases off the shore of Xharn, and also on the Xharn mainland itself, by the end of the first phase we intend to hold the 2 coastal provinces and the 3 islands." General Kavik would slie a laser pointer out of his pocket and approach, with some apprehension a large holographic projector table,

"Now this is how we intend to do it," he angles the pointer at the image that appears in mid air, "Formations of Denzel Assault Bombers will fly at high altitude, sufficient enough to put them out of range of Xharn's Anti Air Network in addition to putting them out of reach of their air force, the Denzel's will insert Storm Enforcers in addition to the contributions we've had in terms of special forces, behind enemy lines, their task is to prevent any docks and airfeilds being sabotaged or destroyed, they will then afterwards advance further into the belly of the beast and cause as much mayhem as possible, and in general ease the path of the Invasion forces, advance must be swift and must draw an immediate response."

The map zooms out from showing a complex latice of advancements to a more overall image of Xharn in particular the southeastern provinces light up, displaying a Black Skull Enforcer Logo, "The reason we must is because attached to this operation is a Black Skull Enforcer mission that if succeeds will force the Xharnians to split their forces into 2, handing to us an even more decisive advantage, For several years now they have been doing research into mechanical methods of creating Psychic Phenomenon, something they can do naturally, finally their efforts have borne fruit in the form of devices dubbed as Psychic Beacons. These Beacons upon deployment will psychically turn the minds of the Xharn populace in the affected regions over to our side, I have been assured that this is reversible and is not harmful, the Beacons will be dropped in from sub-orbit from specially designed carriers, activation will take less than an hour which means there will be a small window for a Xharnian counter attack, which is why as you can see there is placed a small force here to assisst them."

The revealation of actual Psychic technology elicted a varied reaction, it was to be expected, he himself had laughed himself hoarse until one of the Black Skull Enforcers had juggled him in the air as if he were a plaything, what was worse he reflected clenching his fists, that this had been done in front of his command staff. A Humbling expereince but once he could have done without. "Now for the main attack thrusts, Army Group Orilon will take the northern Island, for the purpose of this Operation we have divided the Xharn coastline into three sectors, Kijuvel, Distonoff and Vankell, Vankell being the northernmost will be the landing zone of Army Group Orilon, they will secure the nearby ports and then push forward to lay siege to the army base north east of their landing zone, a standard encirclement with a twist, we have already inserted in several Black SKull Enforcers to weave their mysterious ways on the command sturcture in that theatre, when the time is right they will surface and use their abilities to slow down the reaction time of the defenders, hopefully to the point where capture of the base will be swift."

Grasping with his left hand for a large cup on the table beside him he takes a large audible gulp of water before continuing, "Whether the base is captured or not Army Group Orilon will continue to advance forward, by now we will have drawn a response, this is why there is a large block going along the provincial borderline, when they attempt to advance forward we strike with Damocles, once done our forces will advance to the provincial border and begin to set up a defence line, they will then begin to secure their sector."

"Questions about this part of the operation will be addressed at the end of the briefing, now onto Army Group Jakdonta's role."

Pausing to manipulate a small control panel bringing up a different set of force deployments, "Army Group Jakdonta will take the center island and then advance to Distonoff there they will capture the major Military base, we expect heavy street fighting and a slow advance, therefore we have made allowances and have several squads of Storm Enforcers ready to converge here, this is an obvious target by our forces, however it is one that must be taken else we will have to defend at the provinical borderline on a tenuous logistics train while awaiting construction of our own port facilities. the main bulk of Jakdonta will encircle the port, while the rest will advance north to the provincial border to assisst operation Orilon in their siege of the northern military base as well as capture of major population centers and various pincer movements on Xharn formations."

Taking a deep breath steeling himself for the final part alterring the image again to display yet another set of deployments and pointing at each deployment when mentioned with the pointer, "Army Group Dekral will be splitting it's forces early on after the capture of the southernmost isle, they will be tasked with aiding in the capture of the Naval base in conjunction with Jakdonta, they will be landing on sector Kijuvel, the first half of their forces will advance swiftly to the provincial border to cut off any escaping formations, the second half that is not assaulting the first 2 targets will be securing the region and assissting in the setting up and repairing of airfields resupply depots and a forward command center."

He pauses looking round the room for responses, the operation had already been discussed elsewhere with a loud argument had ensued, a compromise in the end had been reached, by enlisting the assisstance of foreign special forces to aid the Storm Enforcers as well as the dropping of a more ambitious plan to go straight for the capitol.

"Of course it would be folly to neglect to mention air support, Denzel Assault Bombers will be in the air heavily escorted to disrupt force movements and attack key infrastructure targets, however this will be limited destruction as we intend to make use of this infrastructure ourselves, Hijir and Vindicator will be loosed on the Xharn Airforce and Navy as well as any stray ground force formations, their main goals however will be military command posts and other forms of communication, once Xharn forces had advanced we do not want them retreating our intention is to trap as much of the Xharn forces behind out lines as possible and either capture or destroy them, the same will be true at sea, the Xharn fleet will be sunk before the landings are completed through a set piece engagement."

"Now if there are any questions about the operation I will address them now"

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Storm Enforcer Briefing (ATN: Special forces and Marines)

Commandant Kelzeh placed both his large haired hands on the podium in front of him, staring down everyone in the room with a keen stare, his face a mask of determination locks of dark brown hair hung loosely behind his ears as he began his briefing "Ok then, our part of the operation is to go in behind enemy lines and disrupt their ability to bring forces to the front, and then advance forward to aid in securing the landing zones, our friends from Civitas Americae will be assissting you in this, Once this is complete, your next task will be then to deep strike behind enemy lines, however though we have been informed by the War Room that we are not to have any of our personell within this 5 mile band," THe Commandant points at the map and a wide 5 mile thick band appears, directly over the provinical border between the coastal region of Xharn and the landlocked region,"

"Our primary goals behind enemy lines will be to aid the resistance, sabotage logistics aid the Black Skull Enforcers in their tasks, as well as atempt to secure transit points and other important invasion objectives. Once the first phase of the Invasion is complete we are to withdraw to the southeastern regions and aid the Black Skull Enforcer Operations there, we've only been told to expect a "friendly" reception, I'm not exactly sure what that means but considering what the Black SKull Enforcers can do I'd say this will be the interesting part of your assignments, once you arrive there you will be under their juridiction, and they will then brief you on what to do next, any questions?" Commandant Kelzeh peered round the room, an assorted mix of Novans and special forces from other nations, it filled him with pride at what would soon be accomplished, he sensed in the room a high sense of professionalism the air was taught with excitement, surely this would go down in history.

Logistics Meeting (ATTN: Franco-Phillia and anyone else contricuting Logistically)

"Our part in the operation although this will sound tacky and overused, nonetheless is true, is the most important. We will be handling the Logistics of Operation Descending Sword, now the run from the Novacom Homeisles to Xharn will be split into 2 legs, from Novacom to our base at Kijias captured from Admiral Kukonois 23 years ago, which will take 4 days in total, and then from Kijias to Xharn which will take 2 days, allowing for half a day eitherside resupply and loading/offloading it will take 1 week for material to arrive at the theatre."

Bringing up a large map highlighting the Portress Islands for the personell to see beside each a series of logos appear "we have cleared your ships at the revelant Portress Islands and you will be told where to go by the Dispatchers, you will then form up under escort to begin the journey, now I must make one thing clear, if you are attacked you are not to break formation, help will arrive in time to make a difference, this is only a precaution however, Xharn's Navy will be sunk early on in the war."

Clasping his hands in front of him the Logistics Staffer casually enquires, "are there any questions?"

Major General Andre Kalinin, head of Civitas Americae's Mithril special forces, stood up briefly. "I desire just one point of clarification. Are our Marines participating in the landing assault at one of the beaches/islands or were you referring to just our already inserted special forces teams?"

Commandant Kelzeh appraised the general with an inquistive look, finally responding, "The forces that you have already inserted, in what sectors are they? And I am rferring to forces that have not yet inserted, they will be landing at the beaches and in the case of Zones Distonoff and Kijuel you will also be covertly inserted into these facilities" pointing out the Naval base and military base, on the map.

"some forces are however being inserted farther back to act as preliminary support for the Black Skull Enforcer mission in the southeast, would you like to attach a force to that section as well?" Casually downing a cup of tea before straing intently back at the map, whatever those Black Skulls were up to it was big, that was all he knew, and quite frankly, thinking to himself, it was more than what he wanted to know, some of the things they could do terrified him

"Our inserted teams are currently scattered about the country, helping resistance fighters in attacking the Xharnian military. We've tied down at least a couple divisions that way."

"War Room of Mavrick Von Bureon"

Field Marshal Marvrick Von Bureon was with the assemblied Field Marshal's of both the branches of the Royal Xharnian Army and the Royal Xharnian Elite Guard that were tasked with defending the coast and the Island provinces..


The Field Marshal has a large map of Xharn on a table....

(OOC: link coming soon...)

The Field Marshal used his hands to point on the map the different troop locations and areas that had to be defended....

Mavrick Von Bureon, "The Key to victory is air power, The Land battle can be won if we control the air...

So, I want all Talon's and Air wings on stand by for emergency strikes through out the entire country.

Satelite Intel has already shown the enemy has a lot of ships and quite a few of there giant robots that caused so much damage last time.

It is obvious that the Islands will fall in the intial attack do to the fact Novacom has superiority of the sea's and they have a larger ground force.

We have to be able to cause enough causitlites in the intial assault in order for them to think that invading the main land will be much more troublesome.

The problem is we are going to have to rely on heavy support from the Coastal batteries and the Surface to Ship missiles already in place. The S.A.M.S are on standby...

If they try to paradrop any large scale advance unit, The Hive's Anti-Air network can handle that."

One of the Field Marshal's, "Sir, Why not use a Stealth C-14 at night and hit there fleet with stargetic missiles?"


The Field Marshal Mavrick Von Bureon repiles, "The C-14 Talons are expensive to produce and we can not afford to lose to many of them plus they will be needed for nuclear retalation should Novacom try to use a W.M.D."


Another Field Marshal, "Sir, Why not use Guard Commando squads to cause hit and run tatics on the Islands after all they are trained for that and sabatoge from behind may be are best option should are Islands fall to Novacom."

The Field Marshal Marvrick Von Bureon saids, "Good, Plan the Commando Squads will do that and we should have are bases on the coast and on the Islands preped for sabatoge and self destruction should defeat be obvious. That is the plan for our defense All glory to the King and the Dark Sun!"

The Field Marshal's chant, "All Glory to the King and the Dark Sun!"

Bridge of the SMS Bolshivik, Stukav's largest carrier.
Commisar of War Sokolov surveyed the map of Xharn's coast.
"Do they... know we're coming?"
Commisar of Marines Gromy looked at him briefly and turned back to the map.
"No, comerade. There's a buildup of Allied Nations along the coast already, but as long as Xharn has it's attention on them, we can sneak in behind.
"Sneaking! Bah!" Commisar of the Navy Balkal had just entered the room.
"If we want to do anything the right way, I say we land those LCVPs the minute the Allied Nations attack begins."
A tall, thin Colonel ran into the bridge.
"Sir, we've received details regarding the Allied assault. It seems they have divide the coast into sections..."
Sokolov looked thoughtful for a moment.
"Choose the most ideal one for a beach landing, it dosen't matter. Just as long as we clear that coastline with minimum Stukavian casualties. It'd be bad PR."
Balkal stood up.
"Right then! the Tobruk and the Ubruk, as we went over, will cut off supplies to Xharn's islands by landing their 4,000 marines on them. Cargo helicoptors from the Bolshevik and Stalingrad will pick up the T-63s on the flight deck of the Krawyzak. The PT-76s and other amphibeous tanks can be launched by LCVP doors."
"But what about air cover?" inquired Sokolov.
"The bombers will be escorted by MiG-31 Fulcrums, and I suppose I could spare 50 or so Hinds to fly in with the LCVPs. Saturation bombing is being taken care of by the Allied Nations." said Gromy.
"Let's get to work then." said Sokolov, exiting the situation room.

OOC: Stukav, I thought this was a closed/Invite thread did Novacom invite you?

IC: The Islands were getting preped and ready for the most certain invasion.

The Coastal Batteries and the S.A.M.s were set for possiable Stargetic points through out the Islands.

Each Island had about 200,000 Men defense forces adding to a total of 600,000 on all three.

Each Island Also had an Air Base, and a Naval Base with S.A.M's postioned to defend these sites from Air attack.


The Surface to Sea Missiles were also armed and ready to fire upon any vessel that entered to close.

The Islands, Beaches had been mined, Tank trapped and barb wire was postioned in several locations were trenches and Bunkers were emplaced ready to pore death upon landing infantry and possiable Armored divison,

In all the Islands were ready to fight, Thought the Royal High Command Knew they would fall they hoped the Islands would cause enough damage to save mainland Xharn from full invasion....

I took the post with the link in "Blood in the streets!" as an invite. I mean, why else post a link and such like that if it's not ment as an invite?

OOC: I'll leave it up to Xharn whether you can stay, if you do any interferences in Operation Descending Sword will not be looked upon favorably, the situation is already precarious as it is, even the slightest foul-up could allow him to destroy his ports and it will set things back by a few weeks while they are repaired/new ones brought online and will delay the second phase considerably and also Jeopardize other operations elsewhere.

I apologise for the delay in posting this.

And now in the interests of moving things along.

IC: Now was the time, the time for war a vast fleet had been looming over the coast of Xharn for weeks now, like a great cliff, a colossal tidal wave of near limitless power ready to break upon a nation torn by civil war and internal strife, all over the nation agents had been inserted, communications had been blocked out completely, all except those of the provinces bordering on the coastal areas.

"Everything is in place General, the Psychic Invasion of Xharn will commence when your men have made a landing at the beaches, then we will drop the beacons, in an hour the southeastern provinces will be ours, the people there, body mind even soul will belong to us and aid us in the further destabilization of Xharn,” he pauses his brooding presence filling the room, his vivid eyes piercing General Kavik as if to see into his very soul “I sense you are uneasy, be of sound mind calm yourself we have trained our men well, they will fight and they will win," Yuri turning and stalking out of the room would impart on General Kavik a feeling of great happiness, soothing his raging thoughts and his frantic emotions.

"General on station," a lieutenant would bark, all of the bridge stood to attention, the final inspection was about to begin, General Kavik would walk down the line of men inspecting uniforms and straighten headwear, giving words of encouragement and inspiration to those under his command, once this was done he himself came to attention before them,

"Soldiers, comrades in arms today Operation Descending Sword commences, and the Invasion of Xharn shall commence, we will make them pay for their crimes, their brutal murders and refusal to atone for them, we shall defeat their imperialistic government and raise the Destiny Star high to the sky and we shall free their people and bring to them true justice and freedom, you fight for Novacom, now go and bring to the world a true symbol of hope,” Saluting sharply he snap turns on his heels before marching grandly off the deck, the assembled Soldiers begin moving out, soon the invasion will begin.

A Parridigram would take off shortly afterwards, onboard was Yuri, his mind deep in thought as he turned his senses to the Xharn Mainland, his transport hurtled towards several grim monstrosities, from here the Psychic Invasion would commence, and the world would witness a new way of warfare, it brought the term a war for the hearts and minds, to a bold new level.

All Over the line the Novacom Ships opened up with a withering Barrage, Novacom Vonsulas Submarines had infiltrated into the heart of the remaining Xharn fleets and they let loose their AKU’s, the Amphibious Mobile suits began their deadly assault on the Xharn navy in some cases literally ripping ships to shreds, all the while Hijir and a number of other models continued to be launched, while Novacom would eventually be able to bring to bear a massive aerial superiority, it would take time for said air superiority to take to the skies, after this part of the battle was done they would split into 2 groups, main attack force and a free roving force tasked with the destruction of Xharn’s air force.

High over Xharn safely out of reach of any Anti Air System a massive armada of Denzel’s Hijir and a pair of Jindrax Sky Fortress began their attack, bombs and rockets would be automatically loaded into their tubes before being fired down with deadly accuracy and great speed, making what was before deadly ordinance, into an even more lethal, amongst these however larger “missiles” would be dropped, in them were 10 Storm Enforcers each, over a thousand of pods like these would be dropped in, forces would quickly link up and start moving to capture command posts and cut lines of communication.

This happened not only on the Islands but also on the mainland, it would seem to be a completely overwhelming and massively coordinated offensive, all of it bolstered by a high speed transmission network and overseen by a powerful AI System known as IXION.

The first transports drew up on the beaches, laying down a withering hail of fire at the defenders, swiftly heavily armored Novacom Infantry would charge forward, many would be mown down but those that got through would swiftly make to capture defenses and turn them on their former owners, the long preparation time had paid dividends, and the massive amount of intelligence available to General Kavik during the planning stage had allowed for such a strike to take place.

Almost as all this began Hijir had swarmed over the Xharn Airfields taking potshots at every Xharn plane on the ground and then for good measure unloading a massive amount of ordinance into control towers and runways just in case any Xharn fighters survived, after all if the runway is filled with craters the forces based their would be effectively grounded.

The Landings at the beaches proceeded swiftly and eventually all along the line forces had been landed, Hijir swarmed in pinning down Xharn forces forcing them to defend themselves at their current positions or risk annihilation in order to continue their advance, everything seemed precisely calculated to deny the Xharnians even a shred of initiative.

Colonel Hendrix would charge out of a transport, his men swarmed around him firing round after round at the Xharnian defenders, “Don’t let up men, we need to keep up the pressure, Hillon get into position, Galhose company advance towards the bunkhouse over there, move move move,” Colonel Jason Hendrix, aged 32 a veteran of many campaigns continued to bark out his orders while taking potshots at any Xharnians foolish enough to take a peak out of cover, he clasped his twin 11 mm machine guns in each of his nervous hands, he knew better than anyone that this stage of an invasion was always the most dangerous, and offered the enemy a chance to throw even the most carefully calculated of plans off balance, Damn it Marcus you better not have screwed up in the planning, Jason only hoped his old friend General Kavik hasn’t made a mistake, there were men’s lives at stake here.

Storm Enforcers began their deadly work, already they had set to work disabling explosives in the Port city of Cova while several hundred others had engaged in street fighting, the enemy had an advantage here for the moment, yet the Storm Enforcers had the element of Surprise the Xharnians had been slow to respond so completely thrown off balance, even now their response was sluggish but it was there. Nevertheless they continued in their task, at this rate they would be able to prevent the explosives going off, the order to destroy the docks hadn’t been given yet, the communications lines being cut had seen to that, and when the time came for that order to be given it would be discovered, and it would give them that much more time.

The Naval Battle was just warming up, while the ships were still launching massive amount of Hijir they were most certainly not Idle, precisely targeted gun, rocket and missile fire was being targeted at the remnants of the Xharn Navy, underneath the Vonsulas were continually launching torpedoes at the enemy vessels, the Daokrellzus launched massive broadsides and brought to bear a colossal amount of missiles, all of them searing through the sky blotting it out from mortal eyes, surely it seemed that the world had come to end, when in reality, it was truly starting for some.

A Lieutenant would take a bullet to the shoulder and be sent swirling back, a torrent of red flow oozing from the wound, the bullet had punctured his amour and eagerly entered the man’s shoulder, a Medic ran quickly to him tending to the wound while Colonel Hendrix looked on grimly, the landings weren’t going to be easy, they would in time be able to bring their numerical superiority to bear but it would take time, throwing himself to the ground as Hijir swarmed round from high in the sky taking potshots at the defenses, and then the ones loaded out with assault gear would then launch their own Stalker rockets into the gargantuan form of the Xharn defenses.

"Zero hour" reported the lieutenant J.G. who happened to be the officer of the deck at that moment. Operation Lateran was now a go. It was really rather anti-climactic how the admiral ordered the war to begin, softly but clearly speaking.

"Fire."

And with that one word, 70,000 missiles arose from the two SDENs flanking the HIMS Constantine, splitting to the two ports which Civitas Americae Marines had been tasked with. The only targets were the roads leading into the ports, coastal defenses, and anti-aircraft sites, but there was no harm in making sure the strike was redundant, though this version of redundancy might be labelled as slightly excessive by most.

Simultaneously, hundreds of helicopters raised themselves off the decks of the assault ships. The first few waves would be coming in by air rather than by sea, and hundreds of heavily armed AH-30 Ostrogoths led the way, determined to make sure that there would be no resistance to the Marines. High above them soared the Navy's BF14J Bearcats, every pilot with just one goal: Kill anything that belongs to Xharn and is in the air.

At the ports

While the Marines would be coming in the front door, Mithril would be kicking in the backdoor to make things easier for the leathernecks. Movingly silently, even in their Assault Battle Suits (shared by the Marines as well), 1,200 closed in on the ports. A tick of the clock, a sparkle on the horizon, and dozens of thermobaric and conventional rockets suddenly swarmed out to meet the outer defenses as sapper teams began their work.

OOC: Sorry had trouble getting back on the internet and had a huge Senior project problem that needed to be completed for the coming speech. As for Stukav I personally do not mind just try not to start dog piling my nation too much okay guys and gals?


IC:


HIVE

The Hive was receiving reports that Novacom and Civtas Americae had launch the first strike and they had hit hard as expected…

The King Carl Von Ericson and the Royal Xharnian High Command were watching the carnage from there command center.

The King Carl Von Ericson looks upon his Military leaders and said, "They have hit us just as expected but we shall call on the forces of Field Marshal Anton Von Bureon, from the western provinces to reinforce his father. We shall begin using our forces in the Central Provinces to suppress the insurgents that threaten my throne."

The Supreme Field Marshal Ivan Krell responds, "My Lord, Anton is several thousand miles away from the coast that would be pointless to call him up and send him to the front. I suggest sending our Xharnian Elite Royal Guard and begin slowing down their invasion with hit and run tactics. We shall use the terrain as cover after all there is all forest in the mainland."

The Supreme Air Marshal said, "I recommend night time strikes with our stealth fighters from Central Xharn. We need to keep Novacom's forces contained and the best way for that is to hit him with our Central Defense Forces combined with both our Army and the Elite Royal Guard."


The King smiles and said, "We shall send half of our Central Forces to help reinforce Field Marshal Marvick Von Bureon and beat back our dreaded enemies to the sea or in short contain them until Field Marshal Anton gets here and launches his crippling counter attack.. We shall begin sending our Aircore Fighters and bombers from central Xharn to relieve our damaged and destroyed craft at the invasion zone. I command that we start hitting them back and making there blood spill for this transgression into Royal Xharn!"


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Invasion Zone…….
The Xharnian Military was not totally surprised about the sudden attack they were a little shocked to find out however that Novacom had aircraft that could out range the majority of Xharn's Anti Air Craft weaponry.

The Xharnian Infantry on the Beach trenches unleash there counter attack upon the incoming Novacom forces they had been practicing this for months. Machine Gun Emplacements hammered their advancing positions and land mines started to explode as soon as Novacom's infantry walked upon them. Mortar positions hidden behind the sea wall's trenches started to unleash there deadly payload and howitzers begin to pepper into Novacom forces it would be costly for any advancing force but Xharnian Infantry men were also dying from the deadly enemy counter attack it looked like terrible for both sides…

Xharnian Royal Elite Guardsmen took positions in the trenches with Stinger Missile Launchers. They begin to target Novacom's flying Mobile suites hoping that their missiles were just as deadly to them as Aircraft.

Commando division had already begun to set up ambush position within the City of Cova and several bombs were already begin set up in cars and on streets. The hope was to slow the enemy if they took Cova…

The Ports were being heavily attacked by Several Xharnian Armored Brigades 900 Abhrams Tanks fired there deadly TOW missiles at the advancing enemy inside the City they were followed by 20,000 Infantry men that had already had the orders to make sure the Docks were destroyed..

Some of the bombs went off thanks to their timers being set for ten minutes after the invasion but it was unsure if all of them did. The Xharnians were greatly confused that the enemy was even in the city but the Xharnian Forces were doing every thing they could to remove them by the point of a bayonet or by a well placed bullet or shell…


The Battery Emplacements start to fire upon the Novacom Ships and Mobile Suites that were visible and in range these shells were designed to penetrate armor and the S.A.M's started to attack anything not Xharnian in the air….

Several of these positrons however fell to enemy missiles and had a disastrous effect on the men's morale at watching one of several Battery positions fall to enemy attackers…..


The Xharnian Navy Was doomed they fought with every last battery and torpedo…..

The sight was spectacular as the Fleet Unleashed a hail of Cruise missiles at Novacom's Larger ships hoping to take a few of them out and destroy some of there tankers.

The Aircraft Carriers luckily managed to get a large percentage of their fighters and bombers of the carrier decks and into the sky. They prepared to give battle to Novacom and their ally believing that there brothers in the Aircore could help them until they heard the message,

"I Repeat Aircore bases in Invasion Zone hit hard we have managed to only get 40% off the bloody ground and they will not be sufficient to hit enemy fleet with there Suites in the air."


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War Room

Field Marshal Marvick Von Bureon was watching his satellite Intel photos and they were not giving him very good news indeed. The Enemy easily had Xharn's defenses outgunned, and outnumbered. Xharn's only hope would be if they could keep the enemy in the coast and not allow them to advance further and then push them back with the power of Xharn's massive and experienced ground forces in a huge counter attack that could take thousands of lives.

Field Marshal Marvick Von Bureon looked at a picture of his son Anton on his desk and thought, "I know you were a supporter of Azure but please save your people from these foreign barbarians. I beg you my son help me save Xharn."

The Novacom Forces continued to Charge up the beaches rifles hammering round after remorseless round at these enemies who had seen fit to invite war upon themselves, onward they charged becomming one with the truth of batle, killing and being killed in an endless cycle. As Platoons chagred forward to penetrate the line while Brigades hung back forcing the Xharnians to choose targets, fire at one target and risk being flanked by another, all the while to the backing of a collosal bombardment from the Novacom Fleets.

The Skies continued to fill with Mobile Suits, the ships of the fleets fought bravely, several were sank from the return barrages, lives in their hundreds, full of hopes, dreams and a formerly bright future blotted out in an instant of all consuming fire and flame all harnessed to sinister purpose, however the destruction was mutual, although the Xharn fleet was being pressed hard, they were also pushing back just as fiercly.

A Hail of Cruise Missiles soared into the air aimed at the Novacom Fleet, all around in the high air Hijir swarmed and surged like a sinister swarm of Swooping Swallows, many matryed themselves to save the fleet however despite the sacrifices and the defences of the Novacom fleet several got through striking home rupturing hull plating, deck plating vital component and crewman alike, but this was war, it was what the ships were made for their could be no sorrow in a purpose fufilled yet there was sorrow and sadness.

"Yikelkas, Santoval, Kehanl Votumi and Sengral sank, other elements of the fleet are reporting damage," was sadly called from the crew pits

"over 30% of the Invasion forces have landed, meeting heavy resistance along all fronts," would echo from another place

"Only 18% of all Mobile Suits have launched, the Xharn resistance in the air is slackening however," called from elsewhere.

This was the sound of a great ogran of war, the mighty deck of the powerful General Kavik's Birdge, he stared grimly at the command table plotting and scheming a great victory. On the table blinked a cacophony of deployments, they all shared the same goal however, they depicted arrows moving forward, the ground forces advanced and the Novacom War Machine ground on, "Report on the Status of the commando teams, I want Updates on the Black Skull Enforcers Progress, you," he stops to point at an atractive young officer "yes you lieutenant I want hourly progress summaries of the three army groups starting from now," General Kavik addressess his command staff in turn and in turn they respond.

Mainland

The Skies above seemed to be falling down, the Heavens themselves had been seemingly breached as Novacom Mobile Suits, and a handfull of Jindrax Sky Fortressess escorted by large formation of Assault Parridigrams lorded over the land, bombarding anything and everything, bomb after bomb missile after missile round after round would make the ground pound. The remorseless assault would continue on all almost unnaturally pinpointed through numerous means, through a complex combination of the Jindrax System, Bondal as well as more conventional means.

Several large EMP Missile Strikes were launched at rear enemy command centers, commando teams had been well seeded and set off bombs under convoys attacked lone units and generally caused as much mayhem as possible to any and all advancing force, aided and abetted by the Denzel Assault Bombers, while the Hijir ran amok in the skies swatting down Xharn's Airforce they could operate with Impnuity, raining down bombs on command stations fuel dumps defences, missile silos factories, indeed anything required for the operation of a modern war, if it helped the enemy it was targetted, it was not without losses though, many a craft were sent spinning down to the ground in pieces from the defensive fire, however the pressure would continue mounting the number of craft filling the air, the number of troops pouring onto the beaches, everything was building up pressure.

Novacom had not yet been able to fully bring it's numerical superiority to bear yet they were sorely trying to accelerate things, already on the Islands white flags could be seen from small isolated units, Vidignen Artillery Platofrms had been landed on both Island and beaches and had propmptly began to rain down seeming hellfire itself, their massive compliment of earth-shatering weapons swiftly beiong brought to bear, and still the forces poured forth, losses were beginning to mount on both sides, the assault teams that had been the invasions vanguard, now withdrew while new ones came forward to take their place, steadily depleted formations were rotated out, greeting the weary defenders with fresh troops baying for victory and surging forward with unholy vigour.

Colonel Hendrix would take potshots at the Xharn commander of the beach, his assault force had drove in deep and had already defeated parts of the defences, yet more and more of this section was being seized, yet a true local victory could not be had until the enemy commander was dead or captured, his elite troops were more than a handful and he himself was already injured, however though this was only just the beginning he couldn't let himself die yet, not until he had brought his men victory, gritting his teeth pulling the pin out of a grenade hurling the thing high over barricade and wall at the door of the command bunker, he and his men would break through quickly, and secure the way for the advancing rearguard.

Cova Front

The Fighting around Cova began to intensify, forces in their multitude were being dropped behind it and were splitting twofold, one half into the fray at the city, the other surging forth west, intent on reaching the border Tracked Vehicles and transports raced forward while Hijir and other suits lumbered on, others taking point soaring into the air, already forces elsewhere landed behind the enemy lines were moving into position, soon the first phase would be comming to a head and the decisive battle would truly begin, break the enemy now or be broken, it was that simple after that they would be able to advance forward at their leisure, but at the moment the war was on.

Several Massive Vidignens rolled forward, their massive bulkd preventing a truly fast advance, however they made a good try at it, yet they were not truly needed to advance as fast as the mianbody, they were the heavy artillery, in every sense of the word, heavily guarded once they arrived at their destinations they would hurl destined death at their enemies searing them off the face of the earth and shattering tanks and building alike with their powerful guns, the end was comming, and it was looming closer and closer.

Commandos moved swiftly from building to building, sparing civilians who did not raise arms against them, fighting was intense, house to house, street to street hand to hand, locked in a struggle of wills the two forces fought on, yet their advance continued, the increasing numbers of regular soldiers made sure of that, well trained in street fighting inward the surged in small uinits armed with mortars grenades flamethrowers anything and everything they could need they had, as they threw themselves into the battle.

ANother team of Storm Enforcers plummeted down to the earth, ready to carry out their mission, the capture of the commander of the Cova forces, it was a daring mission but if it succeeded the defenders would be thrown into dissarray if not surrendered outright, the missile like pod crashed through hardered armour earth and building alike into the heart of the enemies command center, a hail of bullets poured out at the guards as they swiftly moved out, anyone who got to close for them to fire on and was not surrendering felt the fury of a super sharpened blade slicing through their neck pouring their life blod in torrents upon the merciless floor. Onwards they charged their objective, the enemy commander, soon he would be theirs, and a Black Skull Enforcer amongst their number was their to ensure that...

The Xharnian Navy used every thing it could to hold off the tide of Novacom forces that were now beginning to overwhelm several sections of the Naval Fleets.

Several Attack Submarines were starting to launch there payloads of torpedo's straight at Novacom's transport ships with the hope of taking down a large chunk of there ground forces and there support ships. The goal was to wipe out some of Novacom's advantage of numbers in the ground war.

The F-14 Tomcat's were engaging the Mobile suites in the air using there Anti-Air missiles to take them down. The Naval Bombers were using the cover provided by the F-14's to head towards Novacom's Ships. The Goal to drop there bombs on Novacom's Battleships, Dreadnoughts, and Destroyers. They hoped if they wrecked enough of them the Coastal batteries on shore could hold of the remaining Novacom's Naval Barrage….

The Enemy's firepower was damaging several ships as they were being taken down by said enemy fire. The sight of several destroyers and cruisers blowing up was becoming more and more common by the minute…

The Sight of F-14's and Naval Bombers exploding was also being seen by all looking upon the sky.

The Sight filled the Xharnian Defenders with a sense of dread but they knew that these foreign devils had to be repulsed for the good of United Holy Kingdom of Xharn…

Mainland

The Trenches were glaring red with the sight of explosions and gunshot fire…

The Xharnian Infantry men manning the trenches were already had there bayonets fixed and their trench positions were racking fire upon the advancing Novacom Platoons that seemed interested in overwhelming the trenches. The machinegun emplacements and the R.P.G. equipped soldiers also being fire into the platoons causing massive explosions and fiery death upon the Novacom advance.

The Infantry men would also lob M-67 Grenades at the advancing enemy when ever they seemed to be within throwing range…

There were however massive casualties do to Novan Counter fire and several infantrymen fell to a well placed shot through the head or chest when they went up over the trenches to fire into them…

The Mortars and the Howitzers switched from firing upon the advancing platoons and started to aim for the brigades that were trying to flank the Xharnian defenses.

The Colonel defending the trenches noticed the maneuver from his position up on the seawall Command bunker.

The Colonel after giving his order heads out to command the trenches personally and luckily makes it out just before the Novan Bomb hits his bunker killing his personal staff inside.

The Colonel curses this turn of events and orders one of his Major's to give him a secure channel to one of the nearby helicopter bases. He orders that several Helicopter gun ships be called up to fire upon the landing Novan infantry and there landing craft…

The Xharnian Elite Royal Guardsmen Commando's in the trenches begin to use there "painting lasers" to target the Novan's landing craft and there infantry formations for the now incoming YAH-56 gun ships that were heading towards several area's hoping to rain death upon the Novan invaders…


The F-22 Raptors that made up the vast majority of The Royal Xharnian Aircore's Air superiority fighters for the mainland began to launch there AIM sidewinders to hit close range mobile suites. They were hoping they could take them out with well placed hits upon the flying robots that were flying around and raining death upon anything in there path.

The Medium range missiles were also being used to stem the tide of the ever-increasing enemy air presence. The Raptor's even started using there guns to take down the enemy's armor and keep them away from Xharn's Anti-Air defenses..

The B-52's were doing everything they could to avoid being hit by enemy anti-air fire they were heading towards the beaches with orders to drop there smart bombs upon the Novan landing craft. They were using the Satellite Guidance system to target large formations of the enemy's transport ships heading towards the Xharnian beaches.

The Bombers were heading there after getting a pre-approved confirmation from their Sky Marshals. There Talon's moved in close and relied upon the confusion there Raptor counter parts were creating to get in close enough to drop there smart bombs down upon the unsuspecting Novan ground forces. That would be coming to reinforce their brothers on the shore…

The Xharnian Royal Commando Squads that managed to use the confusion to blend in with the Civilian population in the Island started to prepare to hit the Novan Artillery that was starting to pound into Xharnian defenses..

These "Civilians" dressed in normal clothes acted frightened and scared but instead of heading towards the main roads to get away they started to use the crowd to there advantage and began to drive confiscated civilian cars towards the Novan position.
The Commando's prepared to drive towards the Novan's front line and then take out the sentries into them and after completing that. The Commando's planed to sneak in by stealing the Sentries uniforms to use a large Civilian truck full of TNT and send it straight at the Novan Artillery position with the goal of damaging a large chunk of there heavy support early in the campaign.

The Commando L.T. Mitchell Farmer was watching his men as they were dressed in peasant clothing. The group was nervous as they placed silencers on their rifles they hoped they could do this without losing to many of the group…

The Naval Batteries that were still around continued to pound at the Novan Armada the shell smashing against there armor. The Surface to ship missiles were also raining down upon enemy landing craft due to there willingness to get close enough to hit effectively…


The Novan EMP strikes had been devastating to Xharnian communications however Xharnians could still send messages the old fashion way by runners and telegram though that did tend to give Xharn's military formations a slower response to enemy plans and strategy.

The Mayhem caused by the enemy's infiltration teams had definitely slowed the Xharnian Militaries reinforcement levels thanks to the sudden lack of Convoy vehicles that were now burning on several roads. The Xharnian Elite Royal Guard Reserves were called up to support the rear and kill off any sudden seen enemy attackers from the rear…

Cova Front…

The City's Anti-Air defenses went wild trying to take down the enemy that was dropping extremely close to the City's Airspace…


The Xharnians were surprised by the sudden arrival of so many Novans and the massive formation split into two groups trying to suppress both enemy forces from the east and west effectively making the Xharnians fight on two fronts…

The Xharnians however had a home field advantage which showed when under cover X.R.I.C. agents would set up sniper positions and start targeting Black Skull and Storm Enforcers that were visible…..

The Xharnian Royal Guard of the City also took some of there older weapons and gave them to some of the violent and deadly street gangs with the orders to kill any Novan that threatens your Kingdom and family…



The Abhrams Tanks keep up their fire upon the Novan forces the sight was impressive as there T.O.W. missile headed towards the Novan half tracked vehicles and troop transport trucks using there some what hidden positions inside the city to pull of hit and run tactics upon the Novan forces…

The Xharnians had Cova ready for the fight of its life. There were even tank traps in the entrance of the city facing the sea. The Batteries of the Cova defense's try to target the enemy mobile suites as Xharnian Infantry Armed with Stingers and Sniper rifles use there positions inside the roofs of large buildings to hit Novan suites and Aircraft..


Field Marshal Marvick Von Bureon the Commander of Cova and the Supreme Leader of the Coastal Defenses of Xharn was in his underground war room.

The Bunker was several miles under city hall and had a small contingent of Xharnian Elite Royal Guardsmen to protect it.

The Royal Xharnian High Command believed that Novacom's agents would never find him underground unless they some how cracked Xharn's communication codes….

OOC: Thanks for letting me join!
"This is Jeh'ric On'ric for SSRN, bringing you news on the world and your life. Our current story is a follow-up of the escilating confilct in Xharn, to which a Stukavian carrier battlegroup and a wing from Stukavian Air Command have been dispatched. Facing conflicts in Tomino, Rutzky, and Xharn, Stukav's armed forces are stretched to the bone."

"In other news, Stukavian invasionary forces landed today in one of Xharn's three small islands, but were pushed back into the sea without establishing a beachhead. More invasions are being planned, according to the Party representative."

"A coalition of allied nations, Stukav not included, has landed on the shores of Xharn. As the battle rages, victories are won for both sides, but the final outcome of the battle is yet unknown."

"Bringing the world to your doorstep, this is Jeh'ric On'ric for Stukavian Socialist Resource News."

Naval Front

All along the lines resistance stiffened, more and more missiles were launched as the Novan forces brought yet more and more firepower to bear, while the swarm of Mobile Suits in the air was still growing a new threat was increasing in numbers. They were the Tokons, great terrible mechanical bird like contraptions, highly maneuverable, heavily armed and to top it all off armed with deadly hydraulic claws to literally rip into an enemy.

In they swarmed with their claws swooping to take chunks out of the Xharn defense, Tanks were picked up with ease and dropped back down on the defenders heads, on they swarmed attacking defenses, infantry and amour alike causing massive damage, meanwhile Hijir ran amok taking potshots at everything that moved and wasn’t friendly, in the skies several Hijir exploded into great fireballs as enemy missiles seared into their mechanical forms sundering them to the wind in a ball of fire and heat.

Vonsulas continued to launched their Aku’s which charged forward underwater tearing the Xharn Navy to shreds, all the while Hijir dueled in mid air with the enemy air forces, while others swooped in low for attack runs over the ships, aided and abetted by what seemed creatures of hell, Tokons. Missiles were launched in their multitudes at the Xharn fleet, guns were targeted once again and rounds reloaded as with a mighty earth shattering boom the fired their deadly rounds at their targets, the battle raged, the skies burned men and women perished in an instant lives that had lasted decades ended in a mournful second.

Destroyers accelerated in driving wedges between the Xharn fleet units, the pressure further intensified as the Novacom fleets advanced once more intent on splitting the Xharn fleet up so the Naval bombardment could continue.


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Mainland

Many fell in the relentless advance, their amour shattered and broken and many dead or dying, medics ran around pulling soldiers back to safety hoping to treat their agonizing wounds before the embrace of death took them, all along the lines the pressure was mounting as yet more and more forces were being brought to bear.

Tokons began cawing and crowing over head like morbid vultures they cried their call, “Surrender, Surrender or be Destroyed” came their mechanical voice’s as they swooped in for the attack, one Tokon took in it’s massive claws an entire platoon crushing them almost instantly as blood and assorted gore dripped from between it’s claws on former friend and foe alike, yet another swooped at an artillery piece picking it up in both claws as it soared up into the air once more, before without ceremony released it to go tumbling down to the war torn earth below, landing on another mighty artillery piece.

Colonel Hendrix spurred his men onwards, their prey was elusive, the Xharn Colonel they had flushed out earlier, he would be captured and then interrogated to see what useful information he would yield, if he wasn’t forthcoming, well, he reflected, those Black Skull Enforcers don’t need to use torture, to them the minds an open book, he thinly smiles as he ducks down at the sound of another round being fired, with a yark and a tank he hurls a flashbang over the covering embankment at the formation after it’s detonation his troops switched to tranq darts, aiming for necks and other unprotected parts of the body hoping to take as many alive as possible.

We have to break out soon, if we delay many more will die, he reflected grimly as a Helicopter exploded in mid air overhead, shot down with ease by a Hijir, as he gazed up into the tortured sky forlornly he saw many craft soaring forwards, of course many were shot down, others simply ramming Hijir, while others being shot down by them helicopters he smirked, why use helicopters Hijir rip them to shreds, then again they rip most things to shreds, as do the Tokons, a reassuring thud behind him can be heard as he peeks over the top to take another pot shot at an enemy.

Over the area a Tokon had landed, it’s crazed mechanical features terrifying to those who had not seen one before, it looked slightly comical, but the destruction it caused had only served to make it even more terrifying, it leered down at the Major and his forces cawing out “surrender, Surrender or die a fool” it’s shrill mechanical voice booming over the battlefield making many troopers laugh, while also serving the dual purpose of throwing the Xharnians off balance if even for a moment, hearing such a voice was indeed a surprise, and psychological warfare had been part of the Tokon design, that and massive destructive potential.

Several landing craft exploded violently, sending men and women flying, several dragged themselves up, others simply lay there as Medics ran rampant eager to ply their craft and save their comrades, the remorseless destruction further spurred on the Novacom Troopers and in their silent fury and fanaticism they surged forwards, one iron will forever unbreakable, they would do their duty, and at that moment, that duty was to charge forward until Xharn was felled it’s cities a burning ruin and it’s royal family brought to justice, and in that future lay hope for a Xharn reborn.

On they charged while several thrown back by grenade and RPG fire, they never stopped. On the beaches small vehicles would begin to be unloaded along with the massive Vidginen Artillery platforms, and when they opened fire they seemingly blew the world away, hurling massive amounts of ordinance at the line in a dreaded hail of fire mortar and assorted explosive, the other vehicles added their own contributions to the storm launching rockets in their thousands and leveling their mounted heavy mounted machine guns at the enemy, designed along a similar line to ZSU’s instead their purpose was to annihilate Infantry positions as they spewed forth a hail of bullets in a lethal multitude.


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In the air

The massive Jindrax Skyfortressess had penetrated deeply into Xharn’s airspace and began to rain a hail of ordinance on Infrastructure factories command structure, reinforcements and other important military targets with Impunity, even troops were dropped into the rear as the massive air armada continued it’s rampant orgy of destruction, Denzel Assault Bombers screamed over cities dropping massive amounts of Ordinance on predefined targets before moving swiftly on to other targets, reinforcement columns were paid particular attention to as bomb after bomb missile after missile rocket after rocket was let loose to fulfill their fiery destiny.

"Reaver's Fire!" roared Lieutenant Helvak from the Fire Control alcove of the Bridge, the nerve center of the Jindrax, one of the might skyfortressess in the skies above Xharn, elsewhere came low muted conversation, "Enemy raiders in sector 6," "Deploy Starstorms on enemy craft in sector 18," "Bombing bay 18 has expended all of it's ordinance, mechnician team's reload," this was the hushed conversation of the bridge crew as they carried out their duties, the massive behemoth rained down massive amounts of fire out of it's bomb and missile tubes. All the while it plunged deeper into the hear of Xharn along with it's attendant ships, in addition to its sister ship, the Hatrussen and the Vidurrel.

Hijir’s ran rampant everywhere causing confusion and destruction, while their numbers weren’t diminishing they weren’t growing as rapidly as they should, something that would be attributed to the valiant efforts of Xharn’s Air Corps, but with Air Fields now being targeted with a vengeance by the Denzal’s such resistance surely could not last much longer, already Denzal’s had targeted their terrible arsenals on airfields with specific attention being paid to runways, and now with Novacom air Armadas having plunged deep into the heart of Xharn the airfields to the rear were now being targeted with a vengeance as the Denzal’s joyfully dropped their deadly payload while Hijir/Assaults let loose their massive Piledriver missiles to explode deep within hangars their designed destructive power destroying most of them almost instantly.

Enemy Logistics were not left unmolested either as Tokons cawed and crowed through the air, soaring on wings of an unknown metal their massive engines propelling them through the air at a worrying speed, down they would swoop and abduct key parts of the Logistics convoys, just as surely as a dashing prince would carry off a damsel. The fight was now truly on, Novacom forces were now being dropped in earnest behind the lines, and would often assault military command stations and town halls alike confiscating records and causing havoc before withdrawing to the north, where by now they had another foothold, the Black Skull Enforcer’s with their ingenious devices and love of control and brought under their sway fully 3 provinces, and these forces now running riot in the rear were heading to it, to reinforce for the coming storm.


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On the Island

“Civilians approaching Battery number 5 sir,” hollered Lieutenant Drakkas to the Bombardier office, over the thud and roar of the massive artillery platforms, his duty was to co-ordinate the fire from his position on the platform as with a thud, a roar and a mighty clang yet another shell was launched at the military command center of their islands.

“Gun em down, you know protocol, anyone on the battlefield is on it by choice, look no white flag for all we know they could be commando’s or someat trying to board the ships, 'sides the Kahanistanians picked up all those who wanted to escape days ago” yelled the officer back, as he then hollered the same order over the intercom where it was swiftly encrypted and transmitted across the lines, the message was clear any civilians, running to the battlefield without a white flag were to be considered enemies, before the invasion had started civilians had been warned to stay in their shelters, that in the confusion of battle civilians approaching the lines could be used as human shields by their supposedly brave forces.

The Platforms opened fire, the guards around them aiming for the tires while a Hijir pirouetted in the air before firing a round point blank into one of the trucks, all across the lines did this happen, but not all were successful, the trucks plowed into the massive artillery pieces, some destroyed outright while others knocked out due to damage, instantly Mechnicians surged out and forward and set to work repairing them, the bombardment would not cease however, only step up it’s intensity as even now Novan Naval ships began a massive coastal bombardment with the aim of clearing out the remaining Xharnian defenders and destroy what remained of their equipment.

In the Island cities Novacom Commando’s had seized the initiative and holed themselves up in vacant buildings, causing a pandemonium as the Xharn forces found themselves under fire from within, yet with the rampant advance from the front, they would of course have other more pressing matters on their minds, even as Tokons would swoop down and wreck massive parts of the defenses per swoop.

Even in the rear the havoc was no less frenzied, the Enforcers their assignments dealt with withdrew to the north, the bombardment of the rear areas now left to the Tokons, Hijir and the Denzels.


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Cova Front

Of course an hour ago a transmission had been received, work had been started in vain on cracking Xharn’s Communication codes, for they had just been sent in full from the north from a successfully captured XRIC station, instead of exploiting them to cause further chaos havoc and confusion the Novacom forces instead used it to mount ever increasing precision strikes on these the key binding points of the Xharn defense, once these commanders were eliminated any continued resistance would rapidly begin to unravel into an ill coordinated mess.

“Incoming Xhargghh” the rest would be cut off, the missile swarm instantly obliterating in a mighty ball of hateful fire an entire armored column, retribution was however swift as the omnipresent Hijir swarmed down taking potshots at the enemy tanks while Tokons cawed delightedly as they swooped down grasping the tanks in their talons and dropping them on top of buildings before swooping down to pick up either their new toy again or a large piece of wreckage to drop it on another building, Denzel’s dropped incendiaries on the rear parts of the city while Commando’s continued their deadly duels with their Xharn Counterparts in the docks, the bombs were defused and the sheer inertia the Novacom forces were building up would make it impossible to rig up such a comprehensive set of explosives again, however the battle was far from won.

Novacom Enforcers continued to charge in, sniper rounds glancing off their hardened amour suits, they were trained for such situations, and as they all wore the same amour it was impossible to tell the difference between any of them, except what would be sheer shock as rocket attacks would mysteriously turn away and return to the man who had fired it in an abysmal fireball, or a great purple wall of light would flash into existence for a second stopping a withering hail of gunfire, what was even more disturbing would be comrades mysteriously turning on their friends plunging a sorrowful combat knife directly into the still beating hearts of their comrades.

Mysteries were abound, they piled and piled up in a multitude, the entire northern provinces turning mysteriously rogue, great walls of light deflecting bullets missiles inexplicably turning back on their senders, rampant betrayal where before their had been unity, to the Xharnians it would seem that their gods had turned on them and were aiding the Novan invaders in their headlong advance into Xharn, yet this was only the beginning as Novan forces began to break out of the beaches, the sheer pressure being brought to bear beginning to buckle the Xharn defenses, in addition to them being rendered superfluous due to massive landings in the rear, airdropped in by massive aerial monstrosities.

Already the armies advanced, pressing forward to the borders and fortifying while the rest of their brave company surged forth and lay a great siege to military bases while Storms Enforcers and the platoons lucky enough to be assigned a Black Skull Enforcer infiltrated command centers and mysteriously got them to surrender without a seeming shot being fired.


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On the Bridge of the NMS Krenetal

General Kavik barked out his orders, the 13th technical corps is to breach the defenses there, the 1180th infantry platoon is to capture this point the 666 air corps is to attack this target, the 569th mobile suit corps is to flank the enemy forces at that position on the orders came as he watched like a hawk the decisive phases of the battle, reading over the reports it boded well he thought,

He like many had doubted the Black Skull Enforcers tricks would succeed however they had, although a total breakout had not yet been achieved it was indeed on the cards as their lines were only barely holding and would soon be assaulted from both sides, “General Kavik, I have been informed by Colonel Hendrix that they are about to break out the bridgehead and he has several prisoners, one of them seems to be a commanding officer,” reported an aide tentatively, the General disliked being interrupted when waging war,

“Have the Prisoners brought onboard, stow them in the brig, have this commanding officer of theirs brought to my ready room under guard, they are to be placed in prison uniforms and kept under partial sedation, dismissed!” he barked as he turned back to the command table, now if the 17 mobile suit corps were to move here…

On the bridge of the SMS Bolshevik, Marshal Sokolov glanced out the window at the Mi-85 "Hamlet" gunships.
"How many do we have?"
"Give or take sixty, sir."
"And the Stalingrad?"
"About thirty, sir."
the Marshal appeared pensive for a moment.
"How soon can we start?"
"A day or so."
And as Marshal Gromy predicted, at 0600 hours the next morning a wing of forty Mi-85 Gunships set out, 10 from the Stalingrad and 30 from the Bolshevik. Their mission? Unload their cargo of 10 Imperial Marines and establish a beachhead.

"Incoming enemy fire! Take out that AA!" Staff Sergant Tork Smackey screamed at his fire controller as he fired his own Type-56 out a window of the Mi-85. When the gunship moved in and fired a Hellfire at the flak position, Tork made a shocking discovery.
"That flak cannon... it's not Xharnian!" He turned to one of the passengers, a Major.
"What the hell is going on here?"
At that time, one of the gunships in the wing was torn in half by what appeared to be a giant bird.
"We are getting wasted! Fall back!"
the Gunships, now beaten and bruised with pellets lodged in their fuselages, made a hasty retreat back to their designated carriers.
"All medical units prepare! Incoming wounded!" Marshal Sokolov made his way to the flight deck as the 30 gunships lined up and flew down the airstrip.
"What the hell happnened out there, commander?"
"I don't know, sir!" answered the Major. "There were these... giant hawk-like machines tha-"
"Sometimes i doubt your sanity, Major. Get to debriefing."

Naval Front:

The Tokons were now becoming an annoyance for the defenses. The Anti-Air Flak Cannons start to target them and attempt to take them out of the sky. These Sky Vultures would soon be hit with several hundred rounds of Anti-Air Flak...

The Coastal Batteries Continued to Barrage Novacom's Ships and the Surface to Ship Missiles continued to fly towards them however there numbers were limited from what they were before thanks to sever damage caused by Novacom's initial assaults...

The Xharnian Navy attempted to fight back against the enemy's counter assault.

The Destruction from the enemy counter attack was a sight to see as entire ships were turned into burning wrecks but the Fleets kept up their resistance.

The order of Fight to the Death was drilled into their Psyche since the Academy it would not just die over a great loss of life however...

The F-14 Tom Cats continued to fight there way towards the

The Xharnian Dreadnoughts with their 18-Inch Guns start to target the incoming Destroyers.

Xharnian Cruise Missiles were released in another volley towards the offending Novacom warships with the goal of hitting the Vonsulas that was causing so much damage to the Royal Xharnian Navy...

The Attack Submarines still continue their hunt for Novan Transport ships firing Cruise missiles and torpedoes when a target presents itself...

The Naval Security personal on all of the surviving ships prepared to board the incoming Destroyers. They planed to wait till the Destroyers come in close and then they would attempt to board the enemy ships with their Patrol boats and if they took them they would turn the Destroyers against the Novan aggressors with there own ships...

The Patrol boats continued to fire there Chain Guns straight at the Destroyers providing sufficient cover fire in order to give the Naval Security Personal on board a chance to use their SCUBA Combat gear and get on board the first of incoming Destroyer.



They had to stop them from wedging the Armada to keep the enemy Coastal Bombardment from effecting the Battle on the mainland.

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Mainland

The Xharnian Infantry in the Trenches were terrified of the Tokons that were swooping down and killing them in mass quantities however the Xharnian Military discipline was something that was taught brutally and efficiently in basic training. The Infantry was trained to believe if they tried to run away the enemy would gun them down and they would be dishonored. The Xharnians Infantry hold their position trying to keep the Novan forces at bay until the Colonel on the Sea Wall gave the order for the trenches at the base of the Beaches were to be abandoned and Infantry was to move up the sea wall.

The Xharnians move into action, The First Platoons unleash a hail of fire down upon the Novan invaders while other positions make a fighting retreat out of the trench towards the trench behind. The Xharnians begin to leap frog from trench to trench while the Sea wall rained their terrible Chain Guns upon Novans hoping to keep them from taking advantage of the sudden lack of numbers in the base of the trenches.

The Chain Guns unleash a hail of countless bullets at the Novans at incredible speeds they would hit into enemy positions cutting them down while trying to avoid hitting fellow Xharnians that were covering each other as they attempted to get towards the Sea Wall.


The Royal Elite Guardsmen however had a different response to Surrender or Die however. They unleash their Stinger Missiles at the Tokons hoping to penetrate their armor and destroy them as they attempt to swoop down. The battle was getting intense as the Xharnian Artillery continued to shell the Novan positions.

The Abhrams Tanks up on the Sea Wall unleash another volley into the advancing infantry below on the beaches. The explosions were to give the Xharnian infantry a chance to get away and survive.

The Colonel watched from the sea wall as his orders were being completed. He watched in horror as many Xharnians were cut down by Novans shooting them while they tried to make it up to the safety of the Sea wall with the Bunkers, Coastal Batteries, Mortars, and the Artillery.


The Trenches at the base of the Sea Wall were being set up to become death traps as brave Engineers began to plant clay more mines on certain positions inside the trenches like in the Machine Gun nests. The last five squads that left the trenches dragged the remaining ammo up towards the Sea Wall…


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In the Air

The Novan Airpower was indeed superior in numbers but the Xharnian Royal Air Core would never just surrender. The enemy had killed several Air Marshals and the officer staffs in their bases as the Novans cruelly bombed the Air fields..

The Denzels and the Jindrax Fortress were destroying much of the Xharnian War Machines infrastructure but the Xharnians were not beaten yet they had one massive playing hand they wanted to use to level the field…

The Third and Second C-14 Black Knights Talons were finally released in order to save these expensive but powerful stealth bombers. They head towards the Beach with orders to unleash there large payload of Napalm enhanced bombs. They went into Stealth mode with orders to not reveal themselves until they could bomb the beaches with their deadly Napalm bombs. The Air Marshals had agreed to wait until now to unleash them. The goal kill hundreds of thousands of Novan soldiers on the beaches. The time of bombing would be in about 45 minutes.

The Air Core would make the Novans pay for damaging so much of their Holy Kingdom.

The reports of countless buildings and troop positions were pouring in and the Xharnian Royal High Command decided that the Novans needed to feel the same damage at equal levels in order to get the picture of how much the Xharnians would resisted them..


The F-22 Raptors were fighting desperately against the Hjiers using there missiles to steam there tide against the Xharnian Kingdom however, The Raptors had taken sever casualties and their once mighty Talons were weakening into smaller squadrons.

The Fighter and Bomber Wings were also greatly damaged from the heavy fighting.

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On The Islands

The Xharnian Commandos were fanatical in their belief in the Dark Sun and the Sovereignty of the Kingdom.

They continue to fight in these terrible conditions with Novans trying to out match the Commandos position by using the vacant buildings.

The Heavy Ordnance Commando's attempt to use their Rocket Launchers upon the enemy mobile suites that seem to be so heavily armored that normal fire arms would not work on them.

Some of the Commandos attempt to retreat out of there positions and head into some of the vacant buildings in order to get into protective cover from the enemy that seemed to have the area swarmed…



Several Commandos were killed in the enemy crossfire.




The rest of the Commandos attempt to use their tactical submachine guns to mow down the enemy that were trying to beat them out of the villages…

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Cova Front

The Xharnian Soldiers were highly religious to the extreme when the Dark Sun showed his treachery. Entire Platoons attempted to retreat out of the city.

Sadly the majority of the Soldiers that stayed were from other religions such as Jews, and Christians, and Muslims, that still believed in their country and would not give in.

If any of them survive this battle it would be an embarrassing moment for the Dark Sun worshippers. The remaining soldiers and Tank positions fought fanatically and many of them died as they were out numbered and easily out flanked in several key positions.

The vast horde of Xharnians that had tried to retreat were being torn apart by enemy fire. They were trying get away out of sheer fear of these Novan Devils that had seemed to over power the Dark Sun itself…

The Tank Division kept up their attack as they begin to target the Tokons that were trying to swoop on them. The Xharnian Tanks would wait till the Tokons sweeped down to grab their toys but would find a TOW missile hitting into their large bodies smashing into their armor..
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On the Bridge of the NMS Krenetal

OOC: Novacom what officer was taken?

OOC: The Officer is the one that narrowly escaped death by grenade.

Inland

The Jindrax Sky fortresses, protected by a massive swarm of Hijir and Tokons, gathered together in a great Air Armada continued to plunge ever deeper into the heart of Xharn, activity was rife. Parridigrams, both transport and assault variants were everywhere, and a fair few of them were descending down to the ground, Tokons also swooped down low, tenderly carrying heavy equipment such as Vidiginen Artillery Platforms and other necessary war equipment.

This activity had been continuing at a frenzied pace, the battle at the coast was still raging and over 10,000 Tokons had swarmed inland to destroy the last remnants of Xharn’s once potent air force, attrition was high, however though the loss of human life was low, tactics honed over time protected Novacom Soldiers while they carved great swathes through the Xharn Enemy.

The landing forces surged forth to move into their assigned positions, the Xharn army could dig in all they like at the beach, and it wouldn’t change anything whatsoever. Especially when they were only contending with 30% of Military Command Xharn, the remainder had as planned all along quite easily bypassed the defenses and were now preparing to carry out their objectives.

Vidiginen were what truly held up the fated advance, however through expert handling and the complete havoc caused in the crucial first hours by Tokons, Hijir and Denzel’s had ensured that the rear was too much of a shambles to even learn of the true threat until it was too late.

General Krazz stood like an eternal statue, deep in the embrace of consuming thought, his mind racing over the maps chasing possibilities and in turn being chased by consequences, his mind raced, he had been given great latitude in when he commenced operations, his forces were in position and he was ready, “Order all gunners in firing sectors 5 to begin operations in 600 seconds, all infantry will begin their advance immediately, Tokons will continue their present harassment and swarm in between volleys, All Operations will Commence in 20 Seconds, IXION, Begin countdown immediately,” his fist clenched his brow soaked in stressful sweat he gazes deeply into the monitors of his command station, the plan was a masterpiece, with these swift hammer blows they would cripple Xharn, and with the current betrayal occurring in Xharnia, the reaction to this threat would be sufficiently lethargic enough to cause a most grievous wound to the nation.

5 Choose and Act, we can do no less

4 There can be no greater honor than to do our Duty

3 The song of battle hides a greater truth

2 Go forth my soldiers, my comrades in arms; you are not alone this day

1 Onwards we march, TO VICTORY

The Barrage commenced almost instantly, a withering hail of lethal ordinance, the surprise was total and complete, with the battle raging at the coastline as well as the bombing campaigns in the back the Xharnians hadn’t been expecting an attack in the Interior, particularly on these 3 Targets, Xharnia, Vorkinheim and Azureburg. The Operational Objective, a systematic crippling blow, 50% of the Army Command Xharn had been committed to this, the winner would have a decisive advantage, while the Xharnians may not have knew this General Krazz was all the more aware of it, “All Forces continue your advance, move quickly, destroy any resistance tranquilize any prisoners, Tokon Brood 6268 G4/KLM-4 you are to drop your bombs on the Military Command centers of your sectors and then cripple what surviving communications that remain,” A series of Caws came over the communication systems as this brood, spread over the 3 theatre’s swooped in for the attack, releasing the bombs held in their talons and releasing those slung on their metallic bellies, earthwards they plummeted letting loose with their rockets and machine guns at the enemies, before swooping back up taking with them the enemy Command Centers, they would quite literally dismantle the Xharn command chain, piece by piece.

Onwards rushed Novans, hurling Grenades and firing frenziedly with their rifles they surged forwards, resolute in their purpose and steadfast in their faith. They would do their duty, whether that was to die so their comrades may live, or live to fulfill the objectives was another matter, in some sectors the defenses were lackluster, such had been the surprise of the attack many soldiers had been caught asleep and were now paying with their lives for their folly. Onwards they surged, attacking from all sides with the intent to encircle the city, the three had been selected for their tactical importance, the lion’s share of the forces was being thrown at Vorkinheim, with the intent of segmenting the nation into smaller theatres, a close second to force deployments came Azureburg, the breadbasket of the nation. Military Command Xharn had decided that the internal situation of Xharn would be turned to their best interests if the food supply was severed, and as such several divisions moved swiftly in, the now overwhelming air superiority made its presence swiftly felt.

At Xharnia the offensive was somewhat muted, with the skies being filled with Tokons and Hijir as a pair of Jindrax Sky fortresses moved in hurling death and destruction at the defenses, while soldiers were dropped in, around the edge of the city a noose was forming, as artillery began to open up hurling round after round. Denzel’s ran amok hurling EMP bombs into the entire city before accelerating to attack other strategic targets, the remaining airfields of the Xharn Air Force as well as any possible reinforcements, all of this happening even as the Xharn Coup was mopping up, the timing was almost conspicuously convenient, however with several of Xharn’s military commanders dead resistance would be lessened, it had even saved the Novans the need to wipe out the Xharn Military command themselves.

Elsewhere the Jindrax Skyfortressess continued their raids on other major cities, while serving a strategic purpose they had also served tactically to make the Xharnians focus the remnants of their air forces there, while the majority had poor performance at that altitude there had been several lucky shots, with one of the mighty ships barely maintaining it’s height while Tokons clustered protectively around it, as if protecting their great Mother. Their intimidating Mechanical forms like darkening shadows would lance forward at any intruders while suited Mechnicians frantically scrambled within, to repair the engines swiftly, the fortress could land, but by doing so it sacrificed its primary advantage, due to a large part of its weapons being in retractable belly mounts.

The Coast

Meanwhile the battle for the coast continued to rage, Chain Guns would fire their hateful rounds in a symphony of gore at the Novan Soldiers, their combat uniforms protected some but many were slaughtered, this new development prompted Tokons to swoop in at any heavy equipment in use, and that included the Chain Guns, launching barrage after barrage of rocket and machine gun fire as they swooped in like a great dread terror at the enemies to then reach for the enemies with their wicked mechanical talons, enemy small arms fire would simply glance off while the heavier weapons would impact almost instantly and penetrate them, however though a great deal of the ordinance would simply pass through doing little damage, after all aiming at a cockpit that yes while present but without a Pilot had little effect on these mechanical buzzards of doom. However others got lucky and angled their shots differently and caused several Tokons to explode with a loud squawk.

The Pressure continued to mount as the Naval Bombardment ramped up, now no longer hindered to such a degree by the faltering Xharn Navy they commenced a grand bombardment, and the skies would open up as the heavens rained down upon the battlefield, a rain of ordinance, Novacom Ordinance, missile after missile, round after round, rocket after rocket Tokon after Tokon would descend upon the Xharn Lines, several nearby Novacom Soldiers would be thrown back, and several fell back slightly to form up again for an opening in the hail. Meanwhile the Vidiginen Artillery Platforms added their own tune to the lethal orchestra their artillery cannons began blasting away hurling shell after shell into the enemy lines, meanwhile assault teams formed up armed with flamethrower and flash bangs threw themselves into the fray, incinerating enemy positions and dazzling enemy troopers while teams behind them mopped up the mess.

Inland

“Tokon Flock, 3256325 GKG-3451 reporting Sector 6GH 7KT clear of enemy aircraft, Alert, Alert enemy Aircraft detected on Visual, no Radar Signature, Alert Alert Stealth Aircraft Detected in Sector 6GH 7KT, Engaging,” a Tokon and it’s flock mates would squawk over the radio, down they would swoop on the lone C-14, opening fire, scrutinizing the craft intently, their detection packages could discover little, except the things were carrying a heavy load for bombing, and it’s course had suggested an attack on the coastal bridgeheads or the fleet.
The Coast

“Sir, we have a Report from Sector 6GH 7KT, enemy Stealth’s detected,” Lieutenant Galtanger would call up from the Communications center, the Generals reaction was instant, turning from the command table before bellowing out, “Deploy all reserve flocks sweep the skies, destroy any aircraft that is not our own, uplink to Bondal use low air turbulence tracking to find them, move move move,” before turning back to the table and talking frenziedly to a communications officer relaying commands to General Krazz.

Several Flocks of Tokons and Hijir would swarm in from the seas and surge forth into the mainland, opening fire for good measure over the enemy lines as they plunged deep into Xharn airspace, to join in the fray of the aerial campaign, round after round would be hurled at what little remained of the Xharn fighters, the cost had been high to sweep the skies, but it had been considered worth it.

The Novacom Navy hurled one last barrage at the enemy making one great attempt to break the Xharn navy once and for all, Tokons swarmed in breaking great pieces of destroyed Xharn vessels and dropping them onto their friends, soon there were no destroyed ships left and the commando’s inside them had been returned in a fashion to their comrades, Vonsulas submarines launched barrage after barrage of torpedo’s at the enemy holing hull and decking alike, the seas were stained black and blood red, the colors of an epic war, where lifeblood of man and machine alike poured forth in a great torrent, yet this was only the beginning, as Novan forces ramped up their furious assaults at the beaches, several divisions had already broken through, while Denzel’s continued to drop prodigious amounts of ordinance on the Xharn lines.

Inland

The Tokons unlinked via satellite homed in on several suspicious looking images, and opened fire with machine gun, rocket or even swooped in with their lethal claws, they would not allow any surprises to be sprung on their forces, that would distract the enemy from the surprises being sprung on them, and command dearly wanted the enemy to be focusing on their moves, since if they chose to keep fighting at the beaches it would mean an easy time for the attack forces inland, it also worked the other way round, the deception had been complete, even deceiving their own supposed allies, which General Kavik had only told them half of the operational plan, to prevent leaks since it hinged on surprise, and surprise it had had.

Cova

Several Tokons screamed as they were destroyed by missiles, but not before emptying out their arsenals at the surrounding area as they plummteed down to the ground, Fidiginen's were now shelling the city near constantly, soldiers ran amok in the streets and Hijir had swept the skies clean, now the Novacom Infantry began sweeping the buildings one at a time, soon they would claim their prize, the ports intact, for the explosives had already been disabled and the DOcks were now well under control, even now transports had came in and began to offload yet more forces and material, things were looking bleak.

On the Bridge of the NMS Krenetal

Colonel Reik of the Xharnian Royal Army was hurting he had taken several wounds in the firefight to capture him. The Colonel did not show an ounce of fear but he did look around as though expecting to be tortured or executed brutally.

Inland

The invasion of the interior of Xharn was a huge surprise. The National Military Central Command had figured Novan forces would have tried to encircle the Xharnian Forces along the coast thus breaking their back and practically giving the coast to the Novan war machine. The National Military Command had hoped that if the Novan's were distracted long enough they could have time to send the Battle hardened and fresh National Army Troops to support the now crippled coastal positions. The Jiradex Sky fortress had done the Grand National Union of Xharn a favor by destroying the Military Command Centers. The Officers in charge were old school aristocracy that was devoted to serving the Kingdom and the King. They were at first refusing to submit to the Union until the Novan bombs wiped them out in a hail of death and fire. This meant that the younger and more idealistic officers that still lead their men were now in charge.

They quickly submitted to the Grand National Union of Xharn. They even swore to defend the Union and the Patron with their very lives. Now that the Military was finally united after the Coup's quick and brutal take over the Patron Anton Von Bureon was about to send a telegram. To ask the Novan forces for a cease-fire however when a series of explosions had been heard throughout the city Xharnia. The National Military Central Command finally realized they had to fight to protect the Fatherland and the Union from being destroyed from the Novan aggressors. The National Air Korps as it was quickly renamed after the Nationalists took power continue to keep up their aerial attrition against the vast enemy airforces.

The Sight of Xharnian F-22 Raptors and B-25 Bombers fighting and exploding in the air had almost become a very common occurrence as the Grand National Union realized that The National Air Korps had already lost most of it's veteran pilots. The main aircraft used by the National Air Korps was starting to become more expensive to replace and put into the air.


Vorkinheim

The Grand National Army troops on the ground were prepared to fight to the death. They realized that if Novacom's forces managed to gain a victory here they would have The Grand National Union of Xharn by the proverbial throat. The three Armored Divisions positioned to garrison the city starts to target incoming, Novan transport vehicles.

Once the enemy was in striking range the T.O.W. missiles went flying towards the Novan Armor hoping to slow them down. The Infantry on the ground had already prepared the area for a possible invasion it was not as well prepared as Cova but it would do for the sudden lack of time being pushed upon the cities defenders. The Chain Guns were positioned around the front trenches in the City situated to face the incoming Novan horde of infantry. The Stingers and other assorted Anti-Air weapons were already targeting the Hjier and the Tokons that were supporting the enemy assaults. The old Skull and dark sun flag had been replaced with the Grand National Union Flag. The Infantry was also given assorted missile launchers and other anti-armor weapons to fight off the dreaded Novan machines. The Raptors and Bombers could not provide much support for the cities defenses however due to already being stretched and decimated across Eastern Xharn. The Interior Air Korps provided what little assistance it could with apache helicopters, and AH-1 Super Cobras. The goal was to use their hell fire missiles against the Novan infantry to raise Novacom's human causalities even higher than on the coast.

The R.P.G.s and the Sniper took aim as assorted M-16A2 fire begins to heat up along with Machine gun positions. The Novans would soon learn that taking Vorkinheim would be a costly adventure. The Other trenches were also just as prepared with Chain guns and military positions ready. The Death Korps had also placed a several Sniper Platoons in the city with orders to use hit and run tactics on the Novan forces that break into the city. The goal was to demoralize them badly with massive death and carnage.


AZUREBURG

The Garrison at Azureburg was not nearly as large as Vorkinheim. They only had two Infantry Divisions supported by an Armored Fist Division. They would not be able to hold out for very long against the sheer amount of enemy against them. The Infantry Divisions attempt to hold the central part of the city making the Novans come inside were it would become a deadly game of hand to hand cat in mouse in side of this city of 5 million people. The goal was to make it harder for the Novans to destroy the local food supplies by making them focus on the city instead of the breadbasket country side which could be secure later if the Xharnians could out maneuver the Novans in the city. The Armored Fist Division would use a massive hit and round tactic with their far more mobile infantry inside the city. They would drive down streets and drop entire squads or platoons in vulnerable enemy positions making them are hard unit to fight against.


Xharnia

The heads of the Grand National Union of Xharn had finally agreed something had to be done. The Novans were nearly at the gates of Xharnia herself. The Nationalist government could not afford to lose now. They had promised to protect Xharn from the foreign invaders. They had to do something fast and by far more drastic then dumping some Napalm bombs on some enemy infantry.

The National Military Central Command lead by Patron Anton Von Bureon had finally agreed enough was enough. The Nuclear Arsenal of Xharn would be employed to stop Novacom from destroying them once and for all.



WESTERN XHARN

The Silo doors opened as several Mark IV and Mark III ICBM's were armed and ready to launch. The targets would be primarily Durvango along with some random spots in Novacom's heartland where several people speculated Novacom might have large populations of people.

The Patron Anton Von Bureon and his fellow officers put in their access codes. The Missiles using Satellite readings are set and they begin their ascension towards the heavens in a majestic display of power and majesty.

Antarctic Ocean

The Nuclear Ballistic Submarine Red Death was awaiting the fateful command to launch her deadly payload of Mark III's and IV's at the invaders ever since the King had declared war. The Command Codes came in with orders to fire directly from the Patron and the Grand National Senate itself. The Captain Alexander Krieg receives the orders and promptly releases the deadly projectiles at his order targets.

Coastal Xharn

The Orders came from the top to fall back away from the beach and make way for the massive Napalm strike. The Infantry continue to cover each other as they start moving away from the advancing Novans. They were not retreating or surrendering just falling back away from the carnage. They even lost their primary Chain Guns thanks in part from the Tokons. The Stingers used by the Infantry attempted to hold them back but in the end did little good. The Coastal defenses knew they were beat when they received reports that Xharn had unleashed her last weapon. The Nuclear Mark series ICBMs.

Stealth Unit

The C-14's continue on target they do not devait from their course but they start taking evasive action to avoid enemy fire. Several Raptor squads receive word to escort them to drop site and begin to engage the enemy tokons to discourage them from attacking the Xharnian Stealth bombers.


Naval Battle

The Xharnian Navy had received orders to go out into open sea and get to safety and way they could they fought valiantly for their nation and deserved a chance to live to fight another day. According to the Patron.

The Xharnian Warships that could still maneuver at all begin to head out towards sea not even trading shots with the Novan forces. It was a sheer disgrace but they had fought long and hard and could do no more to halt the enemy.

Cova


The Infantry Platoons broke into their ten man squads and began to hide in buildings and preparing to start a deadly street to street fighting. Entire city sections were set up to be death traps for advancing novan infantry as they would be hit by Xharnian mobile cross fire from windows, doorways, even rooftops.

The Tanks continue to keep fighting despite their heavy casualties they know the enemy can not keep this up. The amount of materials and men dying was becoming like an epic WWII battle or some other ancient but noble battle field as the sounds of gun fire and missiles smashing into their targets leaving corpses and metal bits in their wake...

Novesia

In the war room with it’s bannered walls, it’s great glimmering screens, the dancing intricacies of monitored combat Personnel weaved their way through the maze of consoles and tables, delivering reports to generals, commanders and Admirals, the atmosphere was tense, the war in Xharn dominated the monitors, the steady and relentless advance being shown in full color, the scream of dying aircraft and the wail of dying men and women was muted, kept low key yet the screams of anguish as soldiers their bodies riddled by enemy fire gracefully fell, as if in slow motion their arms swinging loosely blood pouring freely as their bodies descended in seeming slow motion to the cold cruel earth on which they once stood tall and proud, no longer would they smile in the light of day, gone were the fields of happiness, the joys of a lovers embrace, forever gone were they, for they were dead.

Near the rear of the War Room was a large array of Consoles and Monitors, quite suddenly this area was alive with activity, and it heralded the beginning of the end for Xharn, and by their own hand this would come, Nuclear Missiles had been detected Launching, several of the mechnicians there lay back in their chairs, staring in shock at the screens, their jaws slack and their eyes wide, surely the Xharnians would not unleash the horrors of Nuclear weapons, yet on the monitors it showed that the terrible weapons had been launched. A deadly silence descended over them as they monitored the launches as they began to ascend to the skies, they hadn’t reached a great height yet, but at this rate they might.

The silence was not un-noticed by the Suprainister who leaned over the rim of the upper decking area, eyeing up the Monitors with a trained eye and recoiling in horror, “What are you doing, Activate Jindrax at once, don’t let them attack the home isles with Nukes! Do you want to be killed by never-ending fire and changed forever by radiation?” the effect was obvious and instantaneous, the Mechnicians Galvanized with a flurry at their consoles activated Jindrax, and promptly the system was activated, the great transmitters triangulating accurate to a nanometer targeted the Nuclear Missiles with the EM Howitzers of the system, causing them to detonate prematurely over the nation that had launched them, sowing the lands with nuclear material, unholy radiation and never-ending flame, the skies burned the lands blackened as the mountains seemingly sank into the seas and the seas rose up to consume the lands, the furious heat, the great flash of white and all blinding light, the great billowing rush of sound and fury as the horrors of Nuclear Weapons launched by their own nation decimated them completely.

“Jindrax Activation successful all Nuclear Missiles destroyed si,” the mechnician trailed off, the look on Denteth Tolions face was one of calculating anger, gulping the Mechnician soldiered on bravely, “Sir what’s wrong?”

The Suprainister turned away from the rim stalking over to the center of the raised deck area, reaching deeply into his billowing tunic he pulls out a single object, what would appear at a Glance to be a Novan Emblem, placed upon a single plinth before him would change the face of the battle, am I doing the right thing? Is it right to fight fire with fire? We must do this, we must, they would have slaughtered thousands if not millions of civilians without a thought, but is it right to do it to them? No, but they should have fled by now, we warned them, we can do no more than that, but still, no we must do this, we must bring it to an end, we must do it,” stealing himself his resolve now reaffirmed he places the emblem in a recess, abruptly on the main monitor, that dominated the great room a single box scrawled across the great image, and a voice filled the room, “Final Safety lock released,”

“Prepare to fire Damocles” Denteth called out to a room full of shocked individuals, his face a mask of determination, he had decided, he had chosen and now he would act, and woe betide the Xharnians.

On the Bridge of the NMS Krenetal

The Bridge would stretch out around the Colonel the floor a dark black metal a seeming invincible expanse, the walls a dull silver with angry streaks of red barring up them, behind him were several depressions as crewers moved through them several were working at consoles while in alcoves around the bridge crewers sit or stood at desks and computers, consoles and other equipment, several guards stood at the 6 doors that gave entry to the place, a fearsome sight in battle amour, their anonymous masks concealing the men and women who lurked behind them, their armored tunics black and red and fiercely emblazoned with Novan Emblems was cinched at the waist by a tight utility belt, across their armored chests they bore their rifles with pride.

This was the sight that met the Colonel, crewers diligently pursuing their goals the bridge was alive with the thrum of conversation the very essence of war the oil of the cogs and the mind behind the muscle. General Kavik deep in thought as he observed the goings on at several ceiling mounted monitors and the holographic command tables, showing every theatre of the war in Xharn as well as the forces closing in on other targets, the death of a nation, in full color no less.

“We have the Prisoner General, as you requested,” barked an officer, saluting, he held himself well despite looking decidedly worse for wear, I’d better have his unit transferred to the rear, I won’t have my men exhausting themselves on the front for too long, and fresh troops might finally break through.

"Colonel Reik, come closer,” Marcus Kavik Crooned, as he gazed beyond the strategy table and out of a view port, the naval battle was drawing to a close, as the Xharnian Navy broken and battered fled and ran, fleeing like a dog with it’s tail between it’s legs, it’s reckless pride gone forever, it’s foolish arrogance forever shattered, gone forever was the Xharn Navy, in it’s place stood a humbled rabble fleeing for their own lives instead of standing and fighting, of course if it were any other situation Marcus would have not thought them cowards, but to run away when there would more than likely not be another day to fight was foolish, but it saved his men their lives, and it handed his fleet a key advantage, even now he saw his forces close on the beaches and begin to open fire with a royal barrage, as the destruction being wrought was now brought to a terrifying new level.

All of a sudden, an all blinding light ripped through the scene, great winds tumultuous and terrifying they swept the fleet back considerably, the ground shock and the seas churned, yet the light had not cleared, brighter and brighter it became, as crewers bellowed, “Sir it’s off the scale, Nukes, They’ve Used Nukes!” in a voice choked with anger fury and a tinge of determination, Crewers scrabbled at their stations trying to cling to their places as the ships were pushed yet further back, all hell seemingly broke loose outside yet the crewers continued to maintain a semblance or order, an eerie contrast.

“Stop the Engines, get the ship Stabilized, Ensign Luthos I want a report on what’s happening, what of the ground forces, Alert the Homeland of the situation, and find out what happened to the interior attack force.” Marcus bellowed across the bridge tautly before turning to the Colonel, “How can you fight for such a government, and why do you? Lead by people whose only loyalty is to selfish desires, that know no bounds, do you know who did that?” he calmly questions as he points a finger out of the window at the great blinding light, “It was your government, living in a nation lead by selfish desires, how can you stomach this? How can you live with yourself as your leaders literally devour one another and hate one another all in a useless power play?” He turned once again to his crew, as a sheet of paper is thrust into his hands; he nods at the Ensign turning her away before turning back to the Colonel with a heavy heart, yet betraying none of it.

“Well now the Die is cast, Novacom has no choice now but to retaliate with equal force, yes your lands have borne the brunt of that, but it’s our soldiers who will end up suffering because of it, we must bring this war to and end, we must bring it all to an end, these selfish desires, the world that your government has created with that land, selfish desires, never-ending treachery and eternal suffering, an end to it all, I offer you now a choice, turn away from the hatred that your leaders have spawned, Lead your people far away from these lands and lead them to a new future, that land is doomed it can go no further, ruined as it now will be by Nuclear radiation.” He finishes his Tirade before gazing out of the view port once more, the light had faded but the horror had only just begun, for the light had not yet truly faded, merely retreated.

Novesia

“Connecting to Damocles,” called a Mechnician from a bank of consoles at the foot of the decked area, now a hive of activity as the wartorn lands of Xharn were displayed the fire ridden skies, the charred ground, the ruined cities, the place defined doomsday, yet men and women still thought in the ruins of these lands, on the Monitors images of Avankaris, appeared, the legendary Isle, what the rest of the world new as Atlantis, the Isle that sank beneath the waves, the lost city of eternal destiny, yet that was a myth, the truth was Damocles.

On the Monitors the Damocles Emblem rotated around as the connections were made, complex diagrams manifested themselves on the periphery screens, readouts were brought up and Mechnicians begin to call out their checklists, “Generators Links online, Refocusing Mechanisms Deployed, Initializing Refraction Matrix, Connecting to Firing Sections,” were called out in turn.

The Suprainister gazed on, yet his eyes were fixed at a map of Xharn, three targets drifted to mind, Xharnia, Vorkinheim or Azureberg, the three main targets of the Militaries attacks, defeating even one of them now would free those forces to conquer the rest, of course he and the rest of the Commanders here were still awaiting reports of the conditions, he would not risk his people to radiation, they would do their duty and leave, if the situation were grave, then his reaction would be grave.

“Final Connections Complete, Aligning Damocles,”

Inland

The Bombing continued, now primarily aimed at the Aerospace industry, intent on putting an end once and for all to the Xharn Air Force Denzels and Jindraxes roamed freely high in the skies, jealously guarded by Hijir and Tokons, like Insects guarding their queen, the bombers let loose their ordinance just as surely as the guns of the Jindraxes let loose a mournful barrage smashing great holes into the factories and other buildings alike, this was a time of war, as men and women ran in terror throughout the streets, as Tokons swooped down calling on the people to flee, to run to escape, to go far away from this place.

Yet no sooner had the assorted aerial formations turned for another run then a great light engulfed the land Tokons cawed out in despair terror and fear as they were swept away through war torn skies, screaming out in pained mechanical voices as great hurricanes of air threw them around in the skies, as if a giant swung them around by an invisible thread they whirled, and twirled.

“Captain, Number 2 Engine Disabled, All Weapons Offline, Hangar Decks Damaged, All Decks Reporting Casualties,” Yelled First Officer Peter Zendas from his station, he clutched at the cool metal with his grasping hands, as the deck beneath him rumbled shock and turned, and his world turned upside down as the great vessel turned, the Jindrax Skyfortress turned on it’s side before managing to right itself again.

“All Hands, this is the Captain, get to emergency stations immediately and secure yourselves, this is a direct order,” slamming down the receiver to the all ship comm. Captain Jane Taviral shouted across the Bridge, “Pete damage report,” even as her bridge spun before her eyes, the view ports a pure white, the world outside lost to them even as they were billowed and buffeted by the winds as there was a great shrieking of tortured metal that chilled Jane’s very soul, she shuddered and she gasped as the great skyship rocked violently.

Down in the Hangar Hijirs clanged against each other and Tokons squawked in abject terror, Mechnicians scrabbled at the panes of doors reaching to get into the safe room and secure themselves in the seats within, the spinning dervish of equipment unsecured from recent use buffeted and battered Mechnicians as they stoically held on slowly pulling themselves within, they knew they had to endure the fury, for like all anger it would eventually subside, or so they desperately hoped.

The skies burned as the light consumed, the Jindraxes were assailed by the tempest as crewmen were thrown around the bridges and Hijir clashed and banged into one another, in a seemingly drunken dance of destruction, yet they were blind, the light, that all consuming light, it seared and it burned, it blotted out light and dark, it was beyond them it was nothing and it was everything, to the men and women in the air, to them it was the end.

Novesia

“Target Input complete, Final Alignment of Redirection Satellites will be complete in 270 Seconds,” came an eerie Computerized Voice, a Silver Skull eerily eyed the room from a monitor in the Corner, On the Monitor it showed Xharn, and 3 Targeting Symbols had appeared, on the other half it displayed a complex diagram of Damocles, power readings began climbing as images of rotating satellites coalesced into being.

“250 Seconds to Final Satellite Alignment, final firing angles complete,” came the call, as the power readings next to the diagrams reached full, the personnel in the great room hustled around the tension rising, “Get our forces out of the line of fire Izalian” Denteth called to the recently entered Minister, who promptly stalked over to a console and began barking out orders in her gentle voice tinged with anger, her beautiful cerulean eyes aflame with the news of what had happened, she did it silently, still in her grief over her recently departed father still consumed with grief, yet she persevered for they would pay for the horrors they had committed, not even the Kukonoians had sunk so low.

“Final Targeting Complete, Damocles ready to fire,”

Vorkinheim

Hijir Advanced in front of the infantry Platoons taking the brunt of the assault, their brightly painted forms blackened by the assault, several lay slagged, destroyed by the enemy attacks yet more had came in to fill their place, as Tokons and Hijir in the skies assailed them from above, dropping bombs and sending Stalker Missiles hurtling in, targeting sniper positions and Chain Guns, the enemy amour would keep for later, as of the moment the priority was destroying threats to the soldiers, the Tokons weaved a symphony of Destruction as they sang together, flew together and destroyed together, the Soldiers below joined in, singing out the song, at first sounding like a funeral march, they sung out loud in English a great tumultuous, song, full of hope for a better future, yet to the defenders it would seem a song of despair, and yet highly comical, as when did soldiers sing, especially as they marched to war?

Tokons surged forth and swarmed onwards entranced in their harmony as they added to their lethal orchestra the thrumming of missiles and the roar of Machine guns, the song rose yet higher and higher to a great crescendo as the destruction mounted, several Tokons, nay hundreds of Tokons were destroyed, yet the song did not diminish, nor did the advance falter, and the great thudding of artillery, a great drumbeat to the song, played out to the people even as round after determined round rained down upon the enemy defenses, Medics raced forth to return the wounded back to the rear, as Mechnicians surged forth in ARV’s to retrieve the broken and battered Hijirs and Tokons.

The song reached a new height, yet now at a time of glory the song broke, silenced by a great light, it swallowed the lands up and consumed the living and silenced the dead. The end had seemingly came as men threw themselves to the ground, their last thoughts on their comrades and their families

They grabbed at the ground, some ran forth to throw their arms round the legs of Hijir and others still grasped onto grounded Tokons, who crooned many a comforting word to their living comrades in arms. To them it seemed as if the horrors of Valgen had been unleashed, although they no longer believed in the ancient religion, the scene before them personified it, many were shook to the core and many shed despairing tears as they thought of what was happening, they did not know for sure but they had their suspicions and in their hidden hearts stirred a great anger, anger at the Xharnians for what they had done.

Novesia

“Final Preparations complete,” was called in a cold emotionless mechanical voice, echoing ominously throughout the cavernous hall, every man and woman in that place knew that what they were doing while sorrowful was the right thing to do, Xharn must be defeated, lest another terrible meat grinder like Valjsguard occurred, and not one of them would allow that, they would sooner place themselves under the descending sword.

"What we do now, we do to bring the war to a swift end, for a better future,” The Suprainister his demeanor sad yet determined looked up with eyes as if a mirror into his soul, an Iron Will, a steadfast heart, an eternal dream, never-ending faith, he would do his duty, as would everyone under him, “Fire Damocles,”


On the Monitors Island would be displayed, on that island Mechnicians Threw themselves into their work, the great machinery there thrummed as it was set in motion, the waves lapped gently against the shores and a gentle breeze rustled the palm trees on it’s seemingly untouched shores seagulls cawed out into the wind when the image was broken, a great shaft of light suddenly from the mountain, into the sky this beam went defying the earth itself as it shot to the cold embrace of space, meeting with a great satellite, abruptly the beam was turned back, and impacted the great isle, yet the beam once again ascended, reflected by great devices, onward the beam continued to pout as it was reflected back into space the cycle continuing from the beginning, while the beginning of the beam was reflected to another satellite, weaving a network of interstellar lines in high orbit, a tapestry of luminal lace when finally the beam descended to earth, plummeting down to it’s target it engulfed the city, defenders in all, the light consumed all it was all, a light far more perfect than the terrible light of not long ago, it seared the ground buildings fell and were vaporized before it’s intensity, it’s purity, the truth of the light was revealed on the nation of Xharn, it burned clean a great bowl where there was once a city, Azureburg was no more, in it’s place was a crater.

“Prepare for Second Alignment”