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His imperial majesty of the empire of Imperial Nod, has requested with the unanimous approval of the imperial senate, due to increase in militiary expeniditure and military advances , along with huge surplus of uranium, we are pleased to announce that military and nuclear technology assitance is being offered by Nod.

Any nation that is prepared to accep the assiatnce of our glorious nation then please estabilish diplomatic enquiries with our UN ambassador.

This message is also to be noted well by our nations natural enemies.

Any nation that disproves of our agreements and exchanges with other nations then it would be strongly advised that such displeasure be kept silent. And any agression will be challenged!


Lord Chancy. Minister of war and trade

We advise you to stop selling uranium and plutonium for nuclear weapons. If this is only intended for reactors, carry away, but if this is for weapons, we will attempt to stop this.

How much are you selling and how much are you asking?

The goverment of Franberry advices you to stop your slaes if they are intened for non-peaceful operations. If however, it is for a nuclear reactor, then continue to do so. But it is "weapons grade" so we are very suspicious for what this uranium shall be used.

It seems we have an ally in this anti-nuclear matter?

It seems we have an ally in this anti-nuclear matter?

Yes, if it comes to that, we shall not hesistate

Good. Thanks a lot.

Brettonian Foreign Ministry

The International Community is becoming progressively less tolerant of nations posessing substantial uranium reserves seeking to make a profit in the nuclear-hungry world.

To this effect, and to mutual benefit of both nations, we are prepared to purchase your entire mineable uranium reserve at the earliest opportunity. Such a massive sale will provide your national coffers with an extrordinary boost, and will further our goals of nuclear deterrance by allowing us to expand our warhead arsenal to even higher numbers. It will also remove you from the ire of those who aggressively persecute "nuclear banks" worldwide for their own idiotic agendas.

Be in touch.

OOC: You won't get that!

IC:

Khonsu has sent 50 Dolphin II SSN submarines to block all ports near the uranium deposits.

the rates or other means of expenditure can be made directly through mutual trade negotiations. (would be advisable to send messages directly to his imperial majesty) and on a related note on behalf of his majesty;

NO nation has the right to tell us how to trade, and it will be seen as an act of hostility.

Our Plutonium is of no concern to you and we do not have to disclose how, and why this material will be used by ourselves or our friends.

We will not surrendor our rights to you

We warn you one last time:

DO NOT SELL WEAPONS-GRADE PLUTONIUM OR PREPARE TO BE INVADED!

We warn you one last time:

DO NOT SELL WEAPONS-GRADE PLUTONIUM OR PREPARE TO BE INVADED!

Brettonian Ministry of Defense

In the name of our mutual interest in the increased procurement of fissile material, we are prepared to dispatch forces to Imperial Nod's region to aid in its defense against bloodsucking foreign aggression.

It would be advisable for parties opposed to nuclear arms trade to pursue other venues of resolving their goals.

"Tempt not too much the hatred of our spirit."

Pythogria, if it comes to war, you have our full support.

The 54th air fleet have been put on alert, that is 1000 aircraft.

Thank you, Franberry. Perhaps a full alliance?

At any rate, our blocks still stand.

We warn you one last time:

DO NOT SELL WEAPONS-GRADE PLUTONIUM OR PREPARE TO BE INVADED!
Stand down, Pythogria, you'll get massacred.

Stand down, Pythogria, you'll get massacred.

OOC: OI! Don't tell him what to do. If he wants to invade, let him invade. I'll put some starch in his collar!

OOC: HOLY MARVIN MARTIAN! Bretton spends 47 trillion on Defence! e're going to need allies here...

OOC: HOLY MARVIN MARTIAN! Bretton spends 47 trillion on Defence! e're going to need allies here...
That's why you should wait to build up your military, just a recommendation. It will be less hard on your economy, prestige, and population if you don't go to war.

OOC: HOLY MARVIN MARTIAN! Bretton spends 47 trillion on Defence! e're going to need allies here...

OOC: yeah, allies, my reagion by tself numbers 3 billion, and i can mobilize everyoen in it. (how about urs)

OOC: Mine isn't going to be much help... its only got 34 members and none go on the forums.

If Pythogria invades Imperial Nod, then the Holy Empire of Isochronous will stand shoulder to shoulder to the Imperial Nod, for we will display our solidarity with them, we will render aid to their efforts to resist invasion and an Expeditionary Force will be deployed to annexe Pythogria as an Isochron colony.

Pythogria, consider yourself warned.

NOD NEWS NETWORK

Emporor Kane orders nuclear silos to be on highest alert

" The recent threats from Pythogria are not to be taken lightly. Believing they have the right to police the world and inflict unimaginable pain to wall those who oppose them, I am ordering that all our nuclear silos and space based cannons, be put on the highest alert. Our armoured divisions will be put on defcom 2 and will be placed for any eventual aggression.

All military units and equipment are beingprepared as we speak and let this aggressor know; WE WILL NOT STAND ALONE, WE SHALL NOT BE KEPT QUIET, WE WILL COMMAND AND WE WILL CONQUER.


Peace through Power. Peace through power

To the leaders of Isochronous. On behalf of our imperial majesty and our people we offer our deepest thanks for your support in this matter. As a gesture of goodwill and trust, our esteemed leader wishes to convey his personal thanks and offers a military alliance.

We also offer a non aggression treaty and negotiate any trade agreements that may benefit our two magnificent nations.

Brettonian Air Base, mountainous region

Chancellor Donner had arrived personally, despite the bitter cold, to see off the fleet of Arbiter II bombers (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=452252). Their payload now primarily consisted of antishipping, antiradiation, and antiaircraft missiles. As the stealths passed the air base's control tower, each crewmember saluted in its direction. The Chancellor and his bodyguards, braving the inclemate weather, returned the salute from an external observation platform. In short order the bombers were in the air, contrails already forming due to the high moisture and biting temperature.

Brettonian Ministry of Defense

Amid growing tensions in Imperial Nod's backyard, as it were, we have begun dispatching air assets to the region to act as a buffer against aggression. We will continue to patrol Nod's airspace until such a time as the bloodsucking anti-nuclear foreign forces have withdrawn to a safe distance. For the purpose of this doctrine, the 'safe distance' shall be determined by Nod's defense ministry.

We can and will neutralize any foreign assets that act in a hostile manner.

You have been warned.

" To the Brettonian leadership. we thank you for offering assitance in this growing crisis for the pitiful terrorist nations that seek to unseat our imperial Lord. at present standing 67% of Nods naval forces are 10 Km from the coast of Nod. 13% are en route to a mid way between the agressors lands. our air force is ready to challange any aireal threat and a 500 strong mechanised force are standing across the border. a further 3 million reserves are standing by for any invasion. air space restriction have been lifted over the south east quarter for your air force (please note that no troops or vehicals are permitted to enter the capital and sub capitals unless authorised my his majesty) the air base in the city of Able is currently open for all supplies and deployments by your forces.

humble regards.

Minister of defense and Vice chair of the war front league

Julien Stye

Setting sale for Imperial Nod are five carrier battle groups and assorted other Royal Isochron naval assets, and an air fleet of 260 F-22 fighters and 160 B-1B Stealth bombers.

300,000 crack troops are also being airlifted and are also on naval transports heading for Imperial Nod, where they will rendezvous with local forces to prepare to fight with Brettonian and Nodian forces against foreign threats.

OOC: Also, those bombers will do NOTHING to my subs. They're underwater!

DIPLOMATIC CABLE

FOR THE SOVEREIGN OF IMPERIAL NOD's EYES ONLY

Your Most Serene Majesty,

On behalf of Emperor Nicholas I, absolute ruler of the Holy Empire of Isochronous, an Empire containing close to 5 billion people, we communicate a message of solidarity with you. By the time you receive this telegram, Imperial Isochron forces will be ready to rendezvous with your local forces and any other allies to counter the foreign threat to your sovereignty.

I will be flying to Imperial Nod immediately to personally sign our military alliance and non-aggression pact, whilst also, if you are willing, prepared to initiate a free trade agreement between our Empires.

God Save Our Gracious Kings,


Sir Jeffrey G. Kennett GCMG
Foreign Minister

OOC: They'll do quite nicely with ASROCs.

Brettonian Ministry of Defense

Imperial Nod: At this time, we advise you retain your forces for local defense. We will support you if and when the time comes to retaliate against your attackers, but for the time being, a defensive action is warranted.

The principle of "Offense is the best defense" is highly overrated. Again, we advise you to stay put for the time being. Let the enemy throw the first stone, and we will drop a mountain on their heads in response.

WAR IS IMMINENT!!!!

WAR IS IMMINENT!!!!

Kane stormed down to the military command bunker under his hidden temple in the south eats of the country ( the only direct way to invade on foot) " Fire the warheads! Show them that nod will not stand down. if they attack then we will leave a scorhed earth upon this world!" the officer at the control computer gave a grave smile and simply sat and looked in awe at this fine military leader. " Your majesty, i have had the computer target 3 non civilian and military areas outside the Pythogrian borders. There will be no injury on military or civilian units or people." kane looked at the officer and smiled and gave his trad mark laugh. "Well then my dear boy, lets flex this muscle and make them talk of peace"


kane walked slowly to the console, the young officer did his best not to catch Kanes eyes, "Press the button when your ready your majesty" kanes skeleton like finger touched it and the screen flickered.

OOC: No bomb goes 50 feet underwater and hits, unless it's a torpedo. Besides, how will you detect my subs?

OOC: Notice how I havent done anythign yet. Pythogria, I think were getting in a bit over our heads here.

ooc: the missliles we fired are dumy warheads. they are just sabre rattling and wont do any damage!

50 Collins Class submarines of the Imperial Isochron Navy scoured the ocean as they hunted their prey - the submarines of the Pythogria navy. Each submarine is armed with 12 torpedoes, and further naval supplies are being delivered to Imperial Nod for use by the forces of the Imperial Isochron Military.

OOC: Yes, I'm getting to far in here.

IC:

Seeing your pathetic missile attack, we have seen that you are no true threat. Any nukes you launch would probably miss! Our submarines are sailing back as I speak. At any rate, forget an alliance- or trade- between us and you!

To the esteemed majesty of Isochronous , our glorious majesty gratefully accepts your offer and is pleased to invite you to his palace in our magnificent capital. He would also like you to know that all necessary protection will be in place during the visit.


Minister of defense and Vice chair of the war front league

Julien Stye

OOC: No bomb goes 50 feet underwater and hits, unless it's a torpedo. Besides, how will you detect my subs?

OOC: Are you daft?

ASROC = Anti-Submarine ROCket. It's a torpedo mounted to a rocket booster. The rocket proells it to its target, then the torpedo detaches, hits the water, and dives into its target. They're great for both aircraft and surface ships wanting to take out submarines before they're within torpedo range.

Brettonian Air Defense Ministry

Fools! Revealing the extent of your missile technology is an unforgiveable folly! You must not act in this capacity in the future. Hot-headed defense commanders may interpret these launches as a nuclear strike as respond accordingly before realizing the nature of your bluff.

Nuclear weapons are NOT toys, and you should not treat them as such.

In any case, satellite observation has suggested that enemy foreign assets are withdrawing, though we will not know for sure until our forces arive in your local airspace.

Assuming they have begun pulling out, we would like to return to the bargaining table about that uranium. Remember, we seek your entire mineable reserve for our uses, and intend to pay handsomely for it.

The Franberrian units put on alert have been taken down to normal level. We are happy that the crisis has passed with no loss of life, and do nto feel ashamed that we withdrew when faced by clearly superior forces.

Pythogria, if you are ever faced by an unprovoked attack, do not hesistate to call on us.

Our decoy worked! and next time a threat from them happens we will not respond with such limited force. if they dare attack us with nuclear capabilities then we shall do the same.

To the esteemed majesty of Isochronous , our glorious majesty gratefully accepts your offer and is pleased to invite you to his palace in our magnificent capital. He would also like you to know that all necessary protection will be in place during the visit.


Minister of defense and Vice chair of the war front league

Julien Stye

Foreign Minister, Sir Jeffrey Kennett is on his way to your capital. The Emperor will join him soon.

OOC: Are you daft?

ASROC = Anti-Submarine ROCket. It's a torpedo mounted to a rocket booster. The rocket proells it to its target, then the torpedo detaches, hits the water, and dives into its target. They're great for both aircraft and surface ships wanting to take out submarines before they're within torpedo range.


OOC: Don't call me daft. I don't really know a lot about military weapons.

IC:

Thanks again Franberry. We will do so if need-be.

And Imperial Nod, if that decoy worked by making us fear you, then I'm a mosquito. It was so pathetic we believe it isn't worth our while.

Kane was delighted that his first real crisis had turned in his favour. " Boy your promoted to my personal commander, join me in my office and we can meet our friends from Isochronous. Today you helped your God win a battle and gain impressive friends. our empire will prosoper thanks to you" kane smiled at the boy who was on the floor in aheap due the fact he had fainted. " someone take care of him, i will be waiting for the delegation. Make sure everything is ready. I want the black shirts outside the palace ready to greet the Emperor and foreign minister

Thanks again Franberry. We will do so if need-be.

And Imperial Nod, if that decoy worked by making us fear you, then I'm a mosquito. It was so pathetic we believe it isn't worth our while.


Be warned next time the warheads wont be decoys!

Be warned-- next time we'll build even more Avengers!

Just try it.we are about to sign the greatest alliance ever. Soon the axis will be indestructable.

Be warned-- next time we'll build even more Avengers!

Pythogria, up for an alliance to protect us from these wackos?

You're going to prevent me from building AA? Huh?

Anyway, see ya. "Indestructable"? Ha!

OOC: Can we get this back onto the original topic? I want that uranium!

OOC: Yup. I'm no longer involved.

ooc: hmmm you really think i was ever going to give it all to you? : p

-==THE CAPITAL, IMPERIAL NOD==-

The Royal Yacht docked at a port nearby where Emperor Nicholas I, having sailed all the way from the centre of the Holy Empire of Isochronous, was accompanied by his beautiful wife, along with trusted Foreign Minister, Sir Jeffrey G. Kennett. The trio alighted from the Yacht and swiftly sped off in armour plated, specially handcrafted Bentley limousines.

At the Main Palace of Imperial Nod, a special military guard from the local forces awaited the most important delegation to ever visit Imperial Nod. The much anticipated visit of the legendary Emperor Nicholas I, whose noble courage had provided a grand army, navy and airforce to protect the subjects of Imperial Nod against the aggression of Pythogria.

His Majesty stepped out of the limousine, and received the customary 21-gun salute reserved for revered foreign dignitaries. He too, was looking forward to meeting the Sovereign of Imperial Nod.

ooc: hmmm you really think i was ever going to give it all to you? : p

OOC: No, I was going to buy it from you. You're selling it, are you not?

OOC: I'd advise selling it all to him. If you don't, he'll most likely take it via force.

OOC: I'd advise selling it all to him. If you don't, he'll most likely take it via force.

Cease the OOC bullshit!

OOC:

Hey, what's wrong with my comment, so long as it isn't spamming?

ooc: Bretton probably tricked Imperial Nog to steal the uranium LOL

On the sound of the 21st shot, Kane stepped outside of the main entrance of his palace, the crowds around the main gate screamed and roared in raucase applause.
Kane held out is hands to embrace the other sovereign and smartly kissed his wife on the hand. he shook hands with the man he suspected was the foreign minister.

"I trust you had a safe and pleasent journey here" Kanes elite forces (the black shirts) formed large square shapes either side of the two imperial men, as they gracely walked up towards the palace entrance.

"Dinner will be in the diplomatic hall, if you do not object we shall feast first"

OOC: No, I was going to buy it from you. You're selling it, are you not?

ooc: I have the intention to sell it to nations that are most likely to want to build up nucelar arsenals, but more likel going to give small amounts to other nations

Pythogria, up for an alliance to protect us from these wackos?

I most certainly am!

ooc: I have the intention to sell it to nations that are most likely to want to build up nucelar arsenals, but more likel going to give small amounts to other nations

OOC: Feel free to view my NSWiki national profile if you doubt my intentions as to my goals for that uranium.

If you opt not to hold up your end of the free market, I'll be forced to respond as I do to all socialist ingrates.

ooc: Socialist ingrate, LOL!

The Isochron Emperor and his entourage followed Emperor Kane into the palace as they headed to the Diplomatic Hall for a grand banquet. There they would toast each other's successes and perhaps drink to excess (=P)

Later they would proceed to negotiate a raft of assorted treaties.

Kane could instantly see that the Emperor was a man whom he really could trust as a friend and ally.

"My dear man, let us hold our talks until tomorow. Tonight we must relish our victory and toast to our new friendship" Kane looked around for the nearest servant. "Ahh james, would you kindly get the house keeper to organise our friends rooms for this evening" kane smiled at the young man.

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And a 3rd Bump lol

Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command

General Eizenburg looked over the report presented to him with an expression of unmitigated frustration.

"So we won't be recieving those additional warheads?" he demanded.

"It would seem not. The foreign trade deal has more or less stagnated," his liasion stated.

"I don't believe this..." Eizenburg muttered, handing the PDA back to the liasion. "The Foreign Ministry can't get anything done properly. Very well, our course of action is clear."

"Sir?" the liasion inquired.

"I will go there personally. Get me a line to the Chancellor; I'll need to bring an armored division along in case negotiations go south," the General stated, picking up his cap off the arm of his chair.

"Understood, sir. I'll get on that immeditatley," the liasion saluted.

Imperial Military Command, Holy Empire of Isochronous

Field Marshall von Nien had assistants furiously bringing maps and intelligence data onto the widescreen in the central command area, where only the highest rank military officials in the military are permitted to enter.

"Field Marshall, as you suspected, the Emperor is in the capital of Imperial Nod amidst increasing instability. Those Brettonians have a large force in the area, initially deployed to fight Pythogria, but now there are rumours they may use those forces to force the Nod to cede the uranium", said Captain Trouin.

"The bastards!", said Rear Admiral Churchill. "Why didn't someone advise the Emperor to meet in a neutral location or wait until things settle down?"

"Men, quiet", said Field Marshall von Nien. "The solution is simple. Have those silos retarget to Brettonian targets, and ring up Air Commodore Stockdale at the RIAF base. We ordered 1,000 of those new F-26 Locust STOVLs; and we're receiving them as we speak. Get 250 of those planes in the air, and have them patrolling Imperial Nod airspace. In anticipation of things getting ugly we must secure the air.

"As a naval person, we should be shelling the pricks on the shores and blowing them to bits! There's 50 Collins Class submarines sniffing about their waters, and I'll get 35 Adelaide Class destroyers to supplement the current fleet there. We're completely locking down Imperial Nod waterways with a naval armada forming the blockade, and anyone who tries to trespass can expect to be obliterated." said the Rear Admiral.

The Field Marshall was pleased they had worked out a plan to combat this newfound contingency. "Mobilise a further 50,000 troops on high alert", snapped the military chief. "And get the Tactical Helicopter squadron on standby, and get as near Nod as possible. All in preparation of the emergency extraction of His Majesty the Emperor, and secondly, Foreign Minister Kennett".

Imperial Nod Airspace

A half dozen Brettonian Heavy Lift Transports (http://malikcarr.250free.com/OYW_images/UNDEFINED-93.jpg) began entering a holding pattern above the city of Able's airbase, as instructed during the saber rattling earlier in the month.

In the lead transport, General Eizenburg picked up a radio handset.

"Able air control, this is General Eizeburg, Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command. We have come to discuss and finalize the sale of fissile material as advertised. We require immediate landing clearance. Out."

Eizeburg crossed his arms. One of the flight control officers inquired to him.

"Do you think they'll actually hold up their end of the sale?"

"I certainly hope so."

OOC: Ouch... now this looks bad. I"ll TG Imperial Nod a warning.

OOC: Ouch... now this looks bad. I"ll TG Imperial Nod a warning.

OOC: It's only bad if he doesn't decide to sell me that uranium. Which wouldn't really make much sense if you ask me... he's set to make a princely sum, and I'm set to get even more warheads. Everybody profits.

Of course, to each his own.

ooc: The Nod was prepared to go to war over his right to sell, he's no reason to back out.

Kane tried his best to stay composed having just heard some unconfirmed reports of the Brettons moving in more troops to the area. Kane stood up and smiled and spoke to the emperor and his wife and the foreign minister. " My dear friends would you like to move to more secure facilities? It would seem that our hasty friends the Brettons may be trying to destablish this region for unknown purpose." Kane directed them to the Military command Bunker under his palace. over the tannoy system he declared that a total Radar black out was to take place for the next 15 minutes (mainly to distract the brettons from seeing their movements)

"james , send word to the bretton leadership that a conferenece is to be set up with regards to possible uranium trade. Oh and i dont want ti to sound like we know they were considering invasion!" the young man smiled " Consider it done your majesty"



Diplomatic transmission to Leadership of Bretton

On behalf of his imperial majesty we are pleased to announce that a conference has been set up to discuss possible uranium trade negotions. If you are agreeable then please contact the foreign office.

Your in friendship and peace

The imperial empire of Nod


" Peace through Power, One vision, One purpose"

Imperial Nod Airspace

General Eizenburg read over the transmission from the Nod leadership.

"A conference? Seems a bit grandiose for a simple transaction of material..." he pondered. "Well, I suppose we'd best entertain our hosts for the time being. Confirm our acceptance of their offer." The radio-intercept officer nodded and did so. "Captain, I believe this constitutes landing clearance. Inform the Able base commanders we'll be landing there shortly."

"Understood, General," the transport's captain remarked. The lead transport relayed its orders in Morse to the other aspects of the air fleet, and they began descending towards the airstrips at Able base, gear extended.

"'Sire, it seems that the delegation from Bretton have landed in the city of able'. Kane gave his characteristic smile, 'well make sure our 'friends' are kept entertained for the time being".

"I would also like to introduce them to our answer to their secret plots. Send several of our overlord tanks to greet them. Of course this is all a scurity measure on their part we do need to look after our 'guests' now dont we. also i demand that one of our new satalities be sent to the outskirts of their borders. if these talks break down then we wont be prepared for anything"

Secret Underground Bunker, Imperial Nod

Isochronous Foreign Minister, Sir Jeffrey G. Kennett tabled to the Nodians the various agreements he and his department drafted to have the two Empires ratify for mutual benefit. These treaties included a formal military alliance, a free trade pact with an Inter-Empire Council being held annually with the respective Sovereigns and Ministers all attending.

The Makaarian government will send diplomat Jessica Lynchberg and his entourage to the negotiations. We are probing the use of uranium for peaeful means.

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"You ready?" the colonel said. As 'Jessica' grabbed her pistol, she nodded and slid it into her jacket. The Royal Guard agents behind her were checking their weapons as well. Only two wore the uniforms of the Royal Guard, and their blue-rimmed caps indicated that they were members of the Diplomatic Protection Squad, tasked with the safety of diplomats across the world. In fact, they were members of the Special Forces unit, and would be there to ensure that no uranium sales took place.

They stepped out onto the runway as a BAe 146 finished refuelling. The pilot opened the door and the beautiful young 'diplomat' thanked him and moved up into the aircraft. She was handed a briefcase containing the information on the nation of Imperial Nod, where she was headed, and she stood and briefed her men from it as the plane took off into the air. During an official Makaarian flight, the cool flight attendants would stand during the 45 degrees ascent as if it didn't affect them at all. The really cool ones would get on with stuff like photocopying and bringing tea to the passengers.

OOC: Makaar here, after a loooooooooooong break from RPing, I'm ready to meddle in the affairs of smaller nations once again! And by the way, the weapons that my people are carrying aren't made of metal, so that they can avoid being detected, and they're hidden in pieces to be assembled later, so that if they're searched, they won't be found easily.

ooc: just remember you are in a secret police state. so things wont be all that easy for you and your little spies : p

Secret Underground Bunker, Imperial Nod

Isochronous Foreign Minister, Sir Jeffrey G. Kennett tabled to the Nodians the various agreements he and his department drafted to have the two Empires ratify for mutual benefit. These treaties included a formal military alliance, a free trade pact with an Inter-Empire Council being held annually with the respective Sovereigns and Ministers all attending.


Kane gave a quick glance over the agreements and smiled. " I feel these are certainly to our equal benefits. May this day be met with forever glory" Kane raised his drink in a gesture of a toast.

Secret Underground Bunker, Imperial Nod

Emperor Nicholas I was pleased that the Nod had agreed to ratify the treaties. As much as he wanted to stay longer, the deterioriating security climate meant that he was being extricated by the Tactical Helicopter Squadron, along with his trusted Foreign Minister Kennett, and whisked away back to Isochronous.

Meanwhile, more men, ships, and planes of the Imperial Isochronous Military arrived in the Nod. Field Marshall von Nien sent an encrypted transmission to the Nod:

Advise-total lockdown/all borders/waterways/airspace/immediately. Unconfirmed threat to sovereignty detected.

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Kane sent the emperor off in style with the usual trooping of the colours at the palace entrance and by playing both nations anthems.

"Until we meet again my dear friend"



It wasnt long afterwards did the message come through from the Isochronians.
"Advise-total lockdown/all borders/waterways/airspace/immediately. Unconfirmed threat to sovereignty detected"

Kane wasnt preturbed by the news infact he was quite the opposite. He was waiting for this to happen and now it was here.

" This is General Grevious of the Nod high command. All troops are to be on full alert. All local militia leaders must remain vigilant. above all DEFEND THE EMPEROR WITH YOUR LIVES!"

Imperial Nod Airbase Able

The gargantuan Brettonian heavy lift transports were slowly wheeled off the airstrips and into nearby unoccupied space, their half-mile-wide wingspans would otherwise prove a problem to Nod air assets should they need to get airborne quickly.

General Eizenburg, flanked by a squad of twelve-foot-tall Stahlkörpe (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=447922) assault suits, descended from the lead transport. Eizenburg furrowed his brows as he observed the Nod facilities around him.

"Such garish archetecture, really..." Eizenburg remarked.

"Indeed, sir," the aide remarked, adjusting his glasses. "The base's command center is over there, based on the maps we recieved earlier. We shouldn't keep the commander waiting if we're going to make a positive impression on the Nod leadership."

"Quite so, yes," Eizenburg nodded. "Chop chop, boys!" Eizenburg snapped his fingers. The six assault suits followed him and his liasion as they headed for the command center, where a reception had hopefully been prepared.

the speakers on the ground sprang to life. " Greetings friends and welcome to the glorious empire. Please make your way through the entrance to the right of this building, I will be down to meet you shortly. All your needs will I am sure be more than adaquetly attended to"

The general walked away from the console. Lets make our guests very welcome now men. We wouldnt want them to feel 'insecure' anymore than they needed to be

"Right, you know the drill," Jessica turned and spoke to her group as they made their way to the hotel. "Assemble your weapons now. Silencers on, stay vigilant. We'll take a look around this place later. Until then, you stay in character. No more speaking Sfren-tak, we speak Makaarian only."

Sfren-tak was the southern Makaarian dialect from 2,000 years ago. No one spoke it as a first language, though it was still taught in Makaarian schools, and Makaarian agents learnt it so that they could communicate without being overheard and having their conversations translated. Many ordinary Makaarians still spoke it while on the way to put together computers and play Dungeons and Dragons: Super-Chess Edition because they thought it made them look cool. It didn't, and besides, their version was corrupted with bad grammar, while that used by Makaarian MilIntel was perfect.

The team made their way into the hotel. One took notes in code, which would be passed on to contacts in Imperial Nod and transmitted back to Makaar later.

" Theres no need to concern his majesty just yet, once we get a positve id on the 'invaders' we can take the necessary action" the young man turned away from the console

in the airfield command the general had just got offline from talking to him. " where is the leader of the black hand when we need them? for the time being I want all communications in and out of this empire intercepted, and if anyone gets wind of any foreign languages being spoken then i want the culprits brought in for questioning" The general slammed his fist on the table and stormed out of the office

Imperial Nod Airbase Able

General Eizenburg, his aide and liasion, and the six Stahlkörpe (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=447922) bodyguards entered the command center; the assault suits had to duck under the doorway to avoid taking a chunk of it off with their armored faces. Eizenburg muttered something under his breath about the archetecture inside being as garish as the outside.

"You would be the base commander, I assume?" Eizenburg said.

Imperial Nod Airbase Able

General Eizenburg, his aide and liasion, and the six Stahlkörpe (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=447922) bodyguards entered the command center; the assault suits had to duck under the doorway to avoid taking a chunk of it off with their armored faces. Eizenburg muttered something under his breath about the archetecture inside being as garish as the outside.

"You would be the base commander, I assume?" Eizenburg said.


"Indeed I would be, and I think you will find garish is a harsh word to use wouldnt you? The general wanted to show them that all communications in this empire where fully controlled and nothing could be missed.

The general stood tall and gestured to the delegation towards an impressive 'diplomatic' meeting room. " Now gentleman if you would like to make yourseleves comfortable I am sure we can discuss some sortof trade deal, that is unless you are still intent on trying to for want of a better word'Take it from us by FORCE' he emphisised the word force.

He didnt really want to give them much time to react to this and carried on.

" Now our majesty has asked me to try and reach some kind of mutual agreement and I shall throw down the first card, we areoffering you 5% of the uranium found in the past week, nothing more than that. And i would strongly advise you take the matter up as soon as possible because our allies and our armies are upon my orders to remove any threat of yours in our region, you see we managed to record your concerns and your futile threats I am pleased to say will not be allowed to be carried out.

"Five percent?" Eizenburg seemed shocked. "My good man, we did not mobilize an entire air fleet to protect your nation from bloodsucking foreigners for a meager five percent..."

"Based on our geological studies via satellite," the liasion began, adjusting his glasses again as he paged through a PDA, "the influx of such a small amount of fissile material, assuming it is of a high quality in the first place, would not even cover the mobilization costs, I'm afraid."

"You see, my good man," Eizenburg continued, "We have made a substantial investment in the protection of your nation from foreign aggression, with the promise of a literal goldmine of fissile material for our own needs. For you to suddenly proclaim that we are not entitled to purchase your assets, which you have already offered for sale, strikes me as being a very..." he trailed off.

"Ungentlemanly," his aide suggested, adjusting her gloves.

"Ungentlemanly, yes. A very ungentlemanly gesture," Eizenburg remarked. "I would speak with your national leadership again. This deal is unacceptable."

"Five percent?" Eizenburg seemed shocked. "My good man, we did not mobilize an entire air fleet to protect your nation from bloodsucking foreigners for a meager five percent..."

"Based on our geological studies via satellite," the liasion began, adjusting his glasses again as he paged through a PDA, "the influx of such a small amount of fissile material, assuming it is of a high quality in the first place, would not even cover the mobilization costs, I'm afraid."

"You see, my good man," Eizenburg continued, "We have made a substantial investment in the protection of your nation from foreign aggression, with the promise of a literal goldmine of fissile material for our own needs. For you to suddenly proclaim that we are not entitled to purchase your assets, which you have already offered for sale, strikes me as being a very..." he trailed off.

"Ungentlemanly," his aide suggested, adjusting her gloves.

"Ungentlemanly, yes. A very ungentlemanly gesture," Eizenburg remarked. "I would speak with your national leadership again. This deal is unacceptable."


kane smiled with his trademark sadistic smile and turned to the new female assistant at the security console " put me through to the generals office"

(in the generals diplomatic office)

The screen flickered to life, as the general listend to the pitiful outcrys from the bretton delegation.

the general bowed at the screen and sat down.


" You asked for the leadership now you have it gentleman, but first let me tell you something (he showed a small transcipt that the bretton government had previously discusses in the event that nod didnt hand over the uranium) You dare threaten to invade and take it by force do you? You dare challenge the most powerful nation on this pathetic planet?

How dare you! and now you act like you are being hard done to? You will accept our offer or else you will beg for the life of your leaders! This is your final warning" at that the screen went blank

Kane touched his communication badge " Guards, move into the generals office please, I am afraid our visitors have outstayed there welcome"

As the doors opened, the half-dozen six-ton Stahlkörpes (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=447922) disengaged the safeties on their rifles and began covering the Nod personnell. General Eizenburg held up a hand, and the assault suits seemed to remain calm.

"There's no need to resort to violence, gentlemen," Eizenburg seemed perfectly well-paced and in control. His two adjutants, on the other hand, had nervously reached for their sidearms. "We can all benefit from mutual cooperation. The document?" The male liasion, eyes still rapidly darting about the room behind his spectacles, quiveringly drew a manila envelope from his atache case and handed it to the General. Eizenburg opened it and removed a set of papers on high-quality paper and featuring Brettonian letterhead.

"If you'd care to view our most generous offer," Eizenburg tented his fingers, "we are prepared to offer you J$20 per kilogram of raw uranium. At the current exchange rate, that levels out to NS$33. In a recent deal, we paid LA Ice's Combatech NS$37 per kilogram of already highly-enriched uranium." He gestured to a number of charts on the second page. "To you, this would be a virtual steal. What more, you would not have to be concerned about further foreign aggression on those who seek to shut down 'nuclear banks,' a very prevalent attitude among the international community in this day and age."

"General," one of the assault suits began speaking through an amplified voice, "this wasn't part of the plan. They obviously can't see what a deal this is, so let's get out of here!"

"Quiet!" Eizenburg snapped. He resumed speaking to the Nod base commander, "You stand only to gain by this proposition. I trust you will withdraw your rhetoric and dogmatic approach to this situation, and accept our exceedingly generous offer while it is still on the table. Despite your distrust of our overtures, we can still work out a fabulous business arrangement, and perhaps even a mutual friendship, if only you would see the obvious perks of this offer."

"Quiet!" Eizenburg snapped. He resumed speaking to the Nod base commander, "You stand only to gain by this proposition. I trust you will withdraw your rhetoric and dogmatic approach to this situation, and accept our exceedingly generous offer while it is still on the table. Despite your distrust of our overtures, we can still work out a fabulous business arrangement, and perhaps even a mutual friendship, if only you would see the obvious perks of this offer."


The general smiled "Yes your majesty", he put the phone down and looked at the brettons, "Firstly i wouldnt advise using those weapons in here, it wouldnt do you any justice at all, secondly, we have a new proposition for you, and one I am pleased to say is not negotiable. We cannot trust you or your leaders mental capacity. You where preparing to invade our empire and take our uranium by force. No single citizen or dignitary from Bretton is welcome within our borders, all diplomatic relations with your half-breed nation are as of this moment suspended.

You will be escorted from this facility and from our borders, do not be foolish and attempt any kind of heroics"

The general turned his back on them and the black shirt guards kept tight formation around the delegation and marched them out

Eizenburg furrowed his brow. Half-breeds? HALF BREEDS?! You smug, cocky, concieted son-of-a-bitch... he thought.

"Negotiations are over. We depart," Eizenburg flatly remarked, standing up. His liasions quickly followed. The six assault suits formed up around them, creating a virtual wall of armor. As Eizenburg, the aides and their armored bodyguards exited the command center, he removed a cigar from inside his greatcoat. "Light."

The female aide removed a plain brass Zippo from her coat and lit it.

"Contemptuous, simply contemptuous..." Eizenburg grumbled, chawing on the tobacco. The detachment boarded heavy lift transport again; other aspects of the air fleet were taxing for takeoff already.

The home affairs office had just left the Emperors throne room having just been debriefed on the current situation. he instantly got on the phone to his secretary " gabriel, i need you to inform stevens that red 22 has been declared by his majesty. All brettons are to be removed from Nod instantly".

Almost three minutes after the phone call the speaker towers across the empire changed from there placid 'One vision, one purpose' statements. a clear crisp voic with a bite of impatience spoke " Citizens of Nod, here the words of the Emperor, serve him, obey him. I have been ordered to make a proclomation on his behalf. All citizens of Bretton must without due haste leave the borders of Nod by 5 pm this evening. Any remaining brettons found without good reason to have not departed will be dealt with according to the laws of the Emperor. Repeat all brettons are to vacate Nod by 5pm this evening. Attention all Nod forces, [I]red 22 has been declared. All Black hand of Nod guards to report to the nearest barracks immediatly REPEAT RED 22 has been declared

General Eizenburg looked absolutely furious as the last transport lifted off. Arms crossed, collar rolled up, hat brim pulled over his eyes, the rage festering in his face was nearly hidden.

"Rat bastards, they think they can stand up to us? Feh," Eizenburg seethed. "Captain, get us home quickly. This will require a meeting of High Command. That fissile material will be ours."

"Understood, General," the transport's captain nodded. The Brettonian air fleet was quickly on its way out of Nod airspace.

Khonsu gasped. "I knew they were a little maniacal, but Kane does THIS? Advisor, make sure we stay completely out of this. Do NOT attack Bretton. Send a public message-- we are nuetral"

"Yes sir."

To: All

From: Pythogria

Re: We are nuetral.

Text:

We wish all to know that Pythogria is completely nuetral in the war between Bretton and Imperial Nod. We will not aid either side, and no Pythogrian troops will go within 2000 miles of either nation.

COWARDSthe general shouted, they dare think they can take it from us?? our airforce must be on red alert,his majesty wants the fist of nod moved over the skys of Brettons largest city, if we get the slightest word they are moving towards us then we fire!

Brettonian Central Command, mountainous region

Deep under an outwardly-unassuming mountain, the Brettonian leadership was discussing their options.

General Eizenburg finished up his presentation of a video transcript taken by one of the Stahlkörpes at the 'negotiations' with the mysterious Nod leadership.

"As you can see," Eizenburg began, "they've lost it. No idea what's right and what's wrong.They'd rather fight us than make an utter killing over that damn uranium."

"I agree wholeheartedly," General Hetzer nodded. "If they want war so badly, I don't see why we shouldn't give it to them."

"I'll make the proper arrangements right away, then," General Bresler said. As the head of the Foreign Ministry, it was his job to assure a proper proclamation came out if any foreigners stuck their noses where they didn't belong.

"What if these Nod psychopaths decide to explode the mines?" Chancellor Donner inquired, quirking an eyebrow. Bretton's supreme leader had remained silent up until that point. "It's obvious to them what we want, and it would be a serious political slap-in-the-face to our progress."

"I wouldn't worry too much about that, sir," Hetzer remarked. "Even if they do destroy the shafts, it'll be nothing we can't quickly excavate."

"I see," Donner remarked, remaiming behind his tented fingers. "Very well. Do your jobs, gentlemen; see to it that those Nod filth remember the fine Brettonian name, and that their uranium will be fueling our strategic deterrance assets. Good hunting."

"Sir!" the Generals stood up and saluted as the Chancellor departed.

Elsewhere

In preparation for any counterattack the Nod forces might be able to launch, Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command had shifted to high alert. Before General Eizenburg had even returned, alert orders had already been dispatched to all aerospace defense assets. The enormously powerful HSCDEADGR (http://www.freewebs.com/bluebomber2/aerospacetech.htm) arrays, always actively scanning for enemy contacts, were further enhancing their search criteria to match threats that could concievably come from Nod air assets. Across the nation, thousands upon thousands of surface-to-air missile batteries became linked to these arrays, ready to pulverize anything that flew into their vicinity. The coastal batteries, armed with the enormous 78cm railguns, scanned the horizons for anything suspicious. Even the gigantic anti-orbital guns had been brought online; it was unlikely Nod had any spacecraft, but no chances would be taken.

The Brettonian air fleet of BA-104B Arbiter II (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=452252) bombers were equipped with High-speed Anti-Radiation Missiles (HARMs) to silence Nod's early warning and fire control radar systems in advance of the general bombing of targets of opportunity. They'd be airborne within a few hours.

Geneticon is still interested in buying some plutonium.

Geneticon is still interested in buying some plutonium.

OOC: Better get it quickly, then.

OOC: Better get it quickly, then.

OOC: Yeah... before he gets attacked.

OOC: Yeah... before he gets attacked.

OOC: And before I make off with it myself.

OOC: And before I make off with it myself.

If Geneticon provides military air coverage support, will you agree to give us some of the uranium and plutonium?

OOC: I don't see why not. I'll lay down the HARMs to nerf his radar systems, then move on to take out other strategic assets. If your air units can protect my land forces as they're brought into the region and cover their landings, that'd be sexy.

We have planes with JDAMs, Air-to-air Missiles, and Gatlin guns.

They should do the trick.

F26-Locusts (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=473124) are on the way.

_____________


"General, the Brettonians have agreed to give us some weapons materials in exhange for some help."

"Excellent, get some Locusts in the air immediately.

"But sir their just prototypes... we don't kno--"

"I DON'T CARE!! Get those planes in the air now... and give those guys a hand. Send up 30... they should do the trick."

---

Within minutes, the F-26 Multi-role fighters streamed towards the Brettonian units. They would assist against any attacks.

We have planes with JDAMs, Air-to-air Missiles, and Gatlin guns.

They should do the trick.

F26-Locusts (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=473124) are on the way.

_____________


"General, the Brettonians have agreed to give us some weapons materials in exhange for some help."

"Excellent, get some Locusts in the air immediately.

"But sir their just prototypes... we don't kno--"

"I DON'T CARE!! Get those planes in the air now... and give those guys a hand. Send up 30... they should do the trick."

---

Within minutes, the F-26 Multi-role fighters streamed towards the Brettonian units. They would assist against any attacks.


To the leadership of Geneticon, we have heard word that you ahve expressed interest in our supply of Uranium. We as a peaceful and placible nation we are willing to discuss a trade deal that may be of interest.

If you are agreeable please reply soon.

What is your offer... at the moment we will be forced to go against you unless we get something out of this...

The fist of nod was fortunate to have blended in above the bretton airspace " On my orders you are to fire, lets show them we mean business"
The emperor was red faced and pacing up and down

"Those social ingrades think they can attack? Bwah i will turn there lands to ash"

the general turned to the emperor and bowed. " We will die to save you your majesty, noone will harm you. Those brettons should pull back now before we cause them real harm. They where honorable people at first. If only they ahd seen our ways"

What is your offer... at the moment we will be forced to go against you unless we get something out of this...


We have a near limitless supply and we are willing to have a small outpost built near the mine so you are able to have your own workers (along with ours) minign the uranium. at a cost 23 IP and 10% uranium up front we feel that is more than a fair bargain

The sirens burst to life with the anthem of Nod.


the final message being GOD SAVE THE EMPEROR.

Kane spoke in to the console from his bunker " My children, plaguered by the threat of warthis nation has always been, and once again that has happend. The unholy brettons want to sieze our lands and take it for themselves. We must use everything to repel these would be terrorists, we will scorch there lands with all our might. Our military will destroy them, our missiles will rain fire upon there cities and our fist of nod will obliterate their troops.


my dear women and children, I ask that you take cover, these savages will no doubt rape and pillage if they got close enough and I do not want any unwant suffering. My generals are currently preparing for our defense. We will wait for the enemies first move and then we shall destroy them and send them to there fiery grave

One vision, one purpose !!

The Holy Empire of Jurek is prepared to exchange 1 million peasants for your offer of weapons grade plutonium. If you won't accept peasants, our economy is doing fairly well at the moment and we can exchange some cold hard cash for it as well. -Dictator Jurek

Jurek']The Holy Empire of Jurek is prepared to exchange 1 million peasants for your offer of weapons grade plutonium. If you won't accept peasants, our economy is doing fairly well at the moment and we can exchange some cold hard cash for it as well. -Dictator Jurek


We are prepared to offer 10% of the currently mined uranium, which is enough to build several weapons, or power stations. we do not trade in human life but we are willing to discuss a finacial trade

We have a near limitless supply and we are willing to have a small outpost built near the mine so you are able to have your own workers (along with ours) minign the uranium. at a cost 23 IP and 10% uranium up front we feel that is more than a fair bargain

Secret to Nod:

This is not acceptable... we will not trade like that. We do not want to have to mine it ourself... we will only take what is already made.

OOC: what is an IP?

Secret to Nod:

This is not acceptable... we will not trade like that. We do not want to have to mine it ourself... we will only take what is already made.

OOC: what is an IP?


very well then 23% of mined hardcore uranium in exchange for 23 IP per 5%.

We would also strongly advise you do not treat or neogtiate with Brettons!

ooc: imperial pounds

Encrypted message to Brettonian Chancellor

We do not seek war against your people deliberatly. We have been forced to such decisions on the part of the Genral that led the deleagtion to my capital. It would appear to em that he is entertaining the idea of over throwing your leadership,

We implore you against any military action against my empire!


Imperial Majesty Kane

Kanes face appeared on the tv screens across the brettonian nation.

"People of Bretton, your military leaders are lying to you! The seek to ignore your every question, your very nature and your very existence. They seek to destroy us all and destabilise this planet!

You must stand up and fight against these oppressors. Join this struggle and help us reclaim your right to live! One vision, one purpose! Join Nod, join the real freedom fighters and earn yourselves the right to live a life of contentment. Resist those that will destroy your families in a bloody battle across the land sea and sky.

Rise against them all. Join us in this fight and we will help rebuild your lands and your lives. Join the only winners in this growing conflict!"

Kane turned away from the console and walked around his mind plotting his next move. " You boy, get me General Carville, its time we made a move"

50 million yatsu for 10% of your plutonium and its a deal.

Kanes face appeared on the tv screens across the brettonian nation.

"People of Bretton, your military leaders are lying to you! The seek to ignore your every question, your very nature and your very existence. They seek to destroy us all and destabilise this planet!

You must stand up and fight against these oppressors. Join this struggle and help us reclaim your right to live! One vision, one purpose! Join Nod, join the real freedom fighters and earn yourselves the right to live a life of contentment. Resist those that will destroy your families in a bloody battle across the land sea and sky.

Rise against them all. Join us in this fight and we will help rebuild your lands and your lives. Join the only winners in this growing conflict!"

Kane turned away from the console and walked around his mind plotting his next move. " You boy, get me General Carville, its time we made a move"

Brettonia

The first seconds of Kane's message was broadcast loud and clear to all Brettonian television screens. Then, as soon as it had begun, it was cut off. The Brettonian citizenry was more than slightly curious as to what they had just seen, but most wrote it off as another anti-government activist with a signal hijacker, having himself been promptly shut down by the regulators.

Brettonian Central Command

"What the hell was that?!" General Hetzer demanded as the dozens of screens returned to displaying telemetry information.

"Something managed to jack the line," a technician said quickly. "Something powerful, something close too."

"What? None of our transmitters went offline..." Hetzer looked puzzled.

"General! Priority report from Aerospace Defense Command!" another technician shouted. "The HEADGEARs have picked up an abnormality in our airspace!!"

"WHAT?!" Hetzer demanded.

"They suspect it is some kind of enemy asset, directly tied to that signal hijacking, and have requested permission to engage!"

"Granted! Bring that thing down, whatever it is!"

---

Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command

General Eizenburg had just gotten back to his headquarters when the alarm klaxons began ringing.

"Status!!" he demanded, throwing his hat off as he assumed his position in the commander's chair.

"HEADGEARs picked up something wierd above us! It's probably an enemy asset; we're preparing to shoot it down," his aide reported sharply.

"Make it so, then!" Eizenburg snapped.

The pirated transmission frequency had been traced back to the 'Fist of Nod,' which was now a giant bullseye to thousands of Brettonian air defenses. Innumerable surface-to-air missile batteries sprang to life, illuminating the cloudy sky with smoke trails as they sailed towards the heavens. The real cacaphony came from the gigantic anti-orbital gun batteries. The massive 78cm railguns, football fields long, aligned with the target and began crackling with static electricity as gigantic capacitors beneath their blockhouses charged up. Blue lightning coursed down the sides of their barrels as the magnetic rings inside began humming ever louder. Critical charge reached, the guns fired. The solid slugs, visable only as translucent red ovoids, were present for a millisecond as they left the barrels, then were gone, likely already striking their target. Bretton's nearly constant cloud cover was instantly annihilated under the 'Fist of Nod' as the sheer amount of air being forced out of the way of the anti-orbital guns' slugs blew the accumulations into their respective molecules.

---

Brettonian Chancellery, mountainous region

Chancellor Donner reviewed the communique from the Nod leadership.

"Begging for their lives, perhaps?" he said aloud, taking a moment to observe the sudden disappearance of clouds over the horizon. Still, the bit about Eizenburg worried him slightly. They'd have to have a chat about things later.

~Encrypted Communique to the Emperor of Imperial Nod:

Presently extenuating circumstances have left my associates and myself without a proper military to defend ourselves. While we have plenty of Uranium in our lands, we do not have the time to refine it and process it into nuclear weaponry. We would like to purchase four nuclear warheads, and if possible, Intermediate Range Ballistic Missiles to transport these warheads. We will pay a 35% premium on these goods and we can transport them ourselves. Just inform us if these terms are acceptable and where we should pick them up.

-Alex Connor
Speaker,
The Community of Siap

Jurek']50 million yatsu for 10% of your plutonium and its a deal.


done! export will commence within the next few days

~Encrypted Communique to the Emperor of Imperial Nod:

Presently extenuating circumstances have left my associates and myself without a proper military to defend ourselves. While we have plenty of Uranium in our lands, we do not have the time to refine it and process it into nuclear weaponry. We would like to purchase four nuclear warheads, and if possible, Intermediate Range Ballistic Missiles to transport these warheads. We will pay a 35% premium on these goods and we can transport them ourselves. Just inform us if these terms are acceptable and where we should pick them up.

-Alex Connor
Speaker,
The Community of Siap

encrypted transmission from military trade office

to alex of siap, we are happy to provide nuclear weaponery. our demands are that you firstly vote and get people to vote against the current UN vote regarding nuclear non -profilitian and our second request is that 2.5 million Imperial pounds per war head be paid. as you may have noticed we are currently at a for front of possible war fare with a rogue nation-Bretton so the transportation of these weapons (inc IRMB capabilities) will have to be sent at various intervals.

We look forward to further trade with you

"Ha, those idiots ", the general shouted, he seemed to be in some kind of psycotic dance routine. " kane said they would do this and yet again his wisdom doesnt fail to amaze me, FIRE THE SECOND CANNON!! he roared at the screen, avoid loss of life where possible for now anyway and target the small mountain regions just to flex our military muscle, if they dont back down after this one, then we launch an all out assault on their capital"

In space , a small satalite began to move at a snails pace over the requested coordinates and without any real effort a large aqua blue light burst from the bottom and pierced the atmosphere over Bretton and hit the moutain range. there seemed to be no civillians in the area at the time of detonation, it was more of a powerful and explosive light show. meanwhile.....


NOD NEWS NETWORK

Bretton commander insane dictator?


in the past few hours the NNN recieved confirmed reports from unknown sources that the commander of the Brettonian government is indeed a megalomanic mad man. The footage shows that the commander at recent trade negotiations was attempting to launch an all out attack on nod and kill our beloved emperor, whilst holding our trade negotiators hostage until their demands where met.

His royal majesty has recently sent word of this apparent attempt at a brettonion coup against their chancellor and has offered the support of nod to defend the Bretton leadership against the terrorist commander.....


in order news, the minister of propoganda announced that the fist of nod destroyed mass amounts of military hardware in the bretton remote lands moments ago, live updates through the day.....

OOC: Whatever that 'Fist of Nod' thing is, I want to see some action on your part about that before this goes any further. I'll be waiting.

ooc: if you have ever seen the ion cannon in command and cnquer its pretty much like that although not fully workable yet and has the potential to blow itself up


Kane gave a list to the general to move the armoured divisions (6,9 and 10) across the desert of nod to reach the port of Kane to meet the awaiting carriers. The second air force was getting fuelled up for the possible bombardment of brettons capital and whilst the 3rd and fourth wing where already waiting at the run way to attack any SAM sites along the way.

" I want to see how they take our airforce deployments first then if they start looking like they'll attack then we must execute the orders and begin the air raids" the general just sat there smiling

Kane was curious to the news about the fist of nod being deployed on bretton lands. " Who gave the orders to fire that? I said I wanted to be the one to be the first to fire it!!! if he is sabre rattling again, i'll kill him with my bare hands!"

very well then 23% of mined hardcore uranium in exchange for 23 IP per 5%.

We would also strongly advise you do not treat or neogtiate with Brettons!

ooc: imperial pounds

SIC to Nod:

Agreed. Begin shipping immediately... the money has been wired.

---

30 miles away from Bretton lines:

Aboard an F-26 Locust

"Roger that, we're pulling back now."

"Silver leader, what's up?"

"We've gotta go back, we haven't been fueled up enough to make the trip... for some darned reason they didn't fill us with enough fuel to complete the mission."

"Darn! *Censored*!"

"Let's move out now."

The planes pulled up and headed back. A long hard day's work had been for naught... os so they thought.

---

Back at the Geneticon Military Headquarters:

"Pull those fighters back now!"

"Yes General."

"Give the Brettonians and the pilots the excuse that they weren't properly fueled. Aplogize to the Brettonians, and ask them if they still want assistance after our planes fuel up."

"Yes sir."

"I'm glad we can pull back in time, this uranium shipment from Nod is worth a ton, and we're getting a fair price. Better than sending our boys to get killed."

Message sent to Brettonians:

We apoligize, but our egineers made a mistake and did not properly fuel our planes, so they will have to pull back. We are sorry for this incovinience, and I'm afraid that our planes will now not be able to make it to Nod in time to make a difference. Again, we are sorry. If you wish to void our agreement, that is fair, because this has been our mistake.

encrypted transmission from military trade office

to alex of siap, we are happy to provide nuclear weaponery. our demands are that you firstly vote and get people to vote against the current UN vote regarding nuclear non -profilitian and our second request is that 2.5 million Imperial pounds per war head be paid. as you may have noticed we are currently at a for front of possible war fare with a rogue nation-Bretton so the transportation of these weapons (inc IRMB capabilities) will have to be sent at various intervals.

We look forward to further trade with you

~Encrypted communique
The Community has no affiliation with the United Nations (We feel that Siapians understand what is best for Siap instead of a bunch of foreigners) so we will be unable to influence the vote. We feel that time is of he essence, and we can pay 2.9 million Imperial Pounds per warhead if it would expedite the delivery. Our aircraft is standing by to make the pickup.
-Alex Connor
Speaker, The Community of Siap

~Encrypted communique
The Community has no affiliation with the United Nations (We feel that Siapians understand what is best for Siap instead of a bunch of foreigners) so we will be unable to influence the vote. We feel that time is of he essence, and we can pay 2.9 million Imperial Pounds per warhead if it would expedite the delivery. Our aircraft is standing by to make the pickup.
-Alex Connor
Speaker, The Community of Siap


Agreed, we will begin immediate movement of the warheads. they will be made available from the city of gunder airbase.

your clearence code to land is -A1gvK

SIC to Nod:

Agreed. Begin shipping immediately... the money has been wired.

---



Excellent, shipping will begin within 24 hours.

Agreed, we will begin immediate movement of the warheads. they will be made available from the city of gunder airbase.

your clearence code to land is -A1gvK

Will we be able to collect the IRBM missiles at this time?

Also, to avoid unnecessary attention, our aircraft will be marked "Skyetech Industries"

Will we be able to collect the IRBM missiles at this time?

Also, to avoid unnecessary attention, our aircraft will be marked "Skyetech Industries"


the missiles will be hidden as 'food aid' to avoid any unwanted attention. your aircraft are more than likely safe to fly over our airspace without any bretton interference

Excellent, shipping will begin within 24 hours.

Thank you. Make it quick.

the missiles will be hidden as 'food aid' to avoid any unwanted attention. your aircraft are more than likely safe to fly over our airspace without any bretton interference

Our Aircraft lifted off two hours ago and should be arriving shortly. 20% of the money has been wired as down payment, and the rest will be sent when the cargo arrives in Siap.

The aircraft has succesfully touched down in Siap. The remainder of the money has been wired. Thank you for doing business with us.
-Alex Connor

The Makaarian diplomats demanded to speak with the emperor about their uranium purchase.

"It is necessary for us to speak to the emperor now," Jessica explained. "We must make this purchase quickly. We also have information critical to Imperial Nod's war efforts. If someone doesn't get the emperor on a direct line right now, we'll leave."

OOC: It's the Ion Cannon Satellite? That thing was fun and all, but seriously, I've developed these massive anti-orbital guns for the purpose of shooting down armed satellites and space stations. You're toast, my friend.

Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command

"It's a satellite?!" General Eizenburg demanded. "Why didn't we pick it up earlier?!"

"I don't know! None of our early warning systems picked it up!" a technician exclaimed.

"Well whatever, we know it's there now! Second volley, fire!" Eizenburg barked.

The behemoth anti-orbital gun batteries thundered again, annihilating even more of the cloud layer before it had a chance to fill in the area from the first barrage.

Nine of the dozens of slugs perforated the offending cylindrical satellite, then continued on to parts unknown.

is it to late to buy anything?

OOC: well this seems to be moving into FT so i guess ill get involved.

IC: 3 days ago a probe picked up radio messages and had transmited them through subspace back to the intelligence command of The kingdom of Tarsonis. A medium sized nation, which with help of other nations had already achieved space age technology. Seeing a potential ally in bretton while also noticing the advantages in sheer numbers that Bretta has over imperial nod. The 108th fleet (a detachment from a much larger fleet) had been sent.

Consisting of:
15 Behomoth class battle cruisers
10 Alexander class BCs
5 Hyperion class BCs (including the Tarsonian Flag ship the STSS Revenge.)
25 wave runner gunships
1 ultima carrior, containing 6000 Valkaries (fighters that can switch into mobile suit mode. only piloted by the Elite fighting group called the Mornarians)
and 1 of the larger versions of the ultima the legendary UltimaX carriar STSS Datulus, which contained 35000 wraith fighters.
and 2 science vessels complete with sensor arrays.
and 4 landing ships carrying 25000 marines, 45 seige tanks, and 300 goliath mech walkers.
and 1 mobile command center.

The fleet decended from hyper space and moved in upon the planet. Stoping to group just outside its moons orbit. Fleet Admiral Whittaker looked out through a viewing glass at the planet they had come to do what they can to stop it from destroying itself. He sighed sipping his coffee, he hated these deep space runs. I should have been a carpenter

occ-whats your stance? if its buy,buy,buy then we should split the plutoium and get out of here.

OOC: FT? What? How have you came to this conclusion? I'm a strictly PMT nation, and as Imperial Nod has an orbital ion cannon (or rather, had one) I assume he's PMT as well. Don't muck this up by bringing your Death Stars in, allrighty? I appreciate the fact that you wish to help me, and as much as I would love even more "eyes in the sky" especially if they're armed, I don't want this to proceed to FT if I can help it. You understand, yes?

---

Airspace around Imperial Nod

Nearly approaching the gap between atmosphere and space, the fleet of BA-104B Arbiter II (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=452252) bombers almost noiselessly sailed towards their objectives. Since the first wave had not equipped the advanced capability Middleman drone, they flew in stealth configuration, effectively absorbing radar waves that were aimed towards them and masking their infrared signature to ground-based observers.

"Commander, picking up the first early-warning radar systems ranging our positions. Looks like they're ready for action," the lead bomber's navigator reported.

"Very good. Relay orders to the fleet to break off and start blanketing the area. Bring down each and every positive radar signature until your stocks are depleted," the flight commander ordered.

"Sir, understood sir," the radio-intercept officer nodded, relaying his orders. The bomber fleet began breaking off into pairs of two, each pair moving towards a radar signature.

---

"Forward air control, looks like an airport. Attack?"

"Affirmative."

"HARM launch confirmed." Two smokeless high-speed anti-radiation missiles appeared from the bomber's concealed bomb bays, rapidly speeding towards their targets. The small missile's elongated form and lack of fins would make it nearly invisible to radar, and the smokeless engine left no trace of its presence to visual scanning. The radar site would be taken out in a few moments, most likely completely unaware of its impending doom. The pair moved on to their next target.

---

"Fire control search radar, definately a military complex. Attack?"

"Affirmative."

"HARM launch confirmed." Another pair of HARMs headed off to blind the military base.

---

"Early warning detection system, might be an AWACs or meterological facility. Attack?"

"Affirmative."

"HARM launch confirmed." Two more missiles streaked earthwards.

---

This was the story all over Imperial Nod. Starting from the borders and working their way towards the center, the Arbiters proceeded to knock out each and every facility capable of generating radar. When they confirmed a signal, they sent a pair of anti-radiation missiles on its way.

In a few hours, it was all over, and the Arbiters headed towards their airbases back in the Brettonian homeland across the earth, as quietly and invisibily as they came.

i only wish to buy thats it. i want plutoium for my nukes and reactors.

well 1 whats te P in PMT stand for and 2 ion cannons arent modern tech, which would mean its accending into FT

i only wish to buy thats it. i want plutoium for my nukes and reactors.

i can sell u nukes. Ive got about 125000 them lying around. theire obsolete technology for my nation.

the bsg 2 arived in sytem with:

1 Orion class Carrier
1 Titan class Battleship
6 Zeus class cruisers
10 Ares class destroyers
4 troop transports
2 laden class transports for the plutoium

the fleet was soon find another fleet in system with more firepower.

ok how much?

occ-whats your stance? if its buy,buy,buy then we should split the plutoium and get out of here.

ooc your still welcome to make an offer to buy. but at the min me and bretton are on the verge of all out war of my uranium mines

ok how much?


around 500,000 per warhead, by six get one free

kinda on teh expensive side, but thenagain, theyre pretty powerful, and this offer goes to everybody

i could interve with me fighters taking out his then my bombers take out his forces.

well 1 whats te P in PMT stand for and 2 ion cannons arent modern tech, which would mean its accending into FT

OOC: Ah, okay, listen up. It's like so.

MT: Modern Tech. Shit from like 1950 to today.

PMT: Post-Modern Tech. Shit from 2010 to 2060 or so. Some people put the ceiling higher at around 2080. I, for example, am around 2045. Think Ghost in the Shell if you want an example.

FT: Future Tech. Star Wars, Warhammer 40k, Babylon 5, whatever your pleasure. The sky's the limit with FT, and that's why I don't like it.

An orbital laser weapon is a PMT weapon, mostly because while possible in MT, it is prohibitively expensive. We tried it with the Strategic Defense Initiative under Reagan, and the bang for the buck really wasn't that good.

Feel smarter now?

i'll buy 10,000 that is 500 million total.

OOC: Ah, okay, listen up. It's like so.

MT: Modern Tech. Shit from like 1950 to today.

PMT: Post-Modern Tech. Shit from 2010 to 2060 or so. Some people put the ceiling higher at around 2080. I, for example, am around 2045. Think Ghost in the Shell if you want an example.

FT: Future Tech. Star Wars, Warhammer 40k, Babylon 5, whatever your pleasure. The sky's the limit with FT, and that's why I don't like it.

An orbital laser weapon is a PMT weapon, mostly because while possible in MT, it is prohibitively expensive. We tried it with the Strategic Defense Initiative under Reagan, and the bang for the buck really wasn't that good.

Feel smarter now?

well modern tech extends back to around the time of guns being invented. Past tech is really swords and bows and arrows. medieval weapons.

and if u read the cannon laws, theres alot of restrictions on FT

whats the blast power on the nukes.

i'll buy 10,000 that is 500 million total.

hmm well check ure economy to be sure u can afford it, cause i mean 500,000 NS

whats the blast power on the nukes.

500 kilotons, their a special combination of uranium plutonium and hydrogen.

ok my def. buget is over 500 billion so i think it will check out.

thats just 5 megatons tho.

OOC: I've seen Past Tech be disassembled into various eras, including the Low and High Middle Ages, Renaissance, etc. Likewise, Modern Tech usually excludes stuff from World War II and earlier, as it also involves all the fun toys of the Cold War, such as nuclear bombs and guided warheads. They're more or less incompatible.

That's really the big defining moment: are nuclear weapons available? If so, it's MT or beyond. If not, it isn't.

This was the story all over Imperial Nod. Starting from the borders and working their way towards the center, the Arbiters proceeded to knock out each and every facility capable of generating radar. When they confirmed a signal, they sent a pair of anti-radiation missiles on its way.

In a few hours, it was all over, and the Arbiters headed towards their airbases back in the Brettonian homeland across the earth, as quietly and invisibily as they came.


"How dare they, how did this happen? Kane pushed the man on the console over. You in human ingrade how dare you allow that to have happened. If its a war they want then its a war they shall have.

Get my bombers in the air. anything and everything they see, civilian or not they BOMB IT!!!!!"

get me back on line , the young man was holding a bruised arm and ran back to position, " i.. I am sorry your majesty I wont fail you again, when your ready...


"People of Bretton, this is your final chance to overthrow your leadership! remove the terrorists that have forced you to live in fear. I have tried to help you but if you do not help yourselves then I will not stand by as they try to destroy my people!!

(camera turns to nuclear silos)

This is a 5 minute warning, Repel your false leaders, or feel the wrath of my NUCLEAR CAPABILITIES! % minutes until you wish you had listened. 5 minutes until you will see true terror. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED"

get me general goebels and get me the breifcase. If they wont back down I will fire the missiles my self. Kane stormed out the room and walked into his office.

" Damn this people, damn them all, if they dont back down then they will all die!!"

thats just 5 megatons tho.

jesus what a brain fart. i knew kiloton didnt sound right. 500 megaton 35 mile blast radius. becareful with these things.

occ how about some ft support imperial nod?

ah megatons hats much better. muhahahahahahhahhhahahahah!

any way since my forces are really only there for peace keeping measures would it bother u if they acted or would u prefer they leave.

occ how about some ft support imperial nod?


no more oocs unless ur already part of this. if you wanna get involved you have to be IC now

any way since my forces are really only there for peace keeping measures would it bother u if they acted or would u prefer they leave.


if there like star wars then kind of keep them out. we havenukes and testing ion cannons thats about it, as much as kane would love the death star lol

ok so do you want my support or not.

no battlestar galatica tech.

ah megatons hats much better. muhahahahahahhahhhahahahah!


yeah the Angelstrike models are inter planetary missles...... PMT i would say maybe low FT

theire abour 25 feet long and complete with a light speed rocket booster for quick and precise trave.

good when will i get them.

OOC: I love this discussion and all, but if you're not directly involved with the trade of fissile material with Imperial Nod, or involved with me taking it over, could you take the discussion elsewhere? It's clogging up the thread something awful.

Thanks.

---

Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command

"Bombs? Oh, how droll..." General Eizenburg remarked. "Get the strategic defense assets pointing at Imperial Nod's neck of the world in anticipation of launch of nuclear missiles."

"Sir!" his adjutant saluted, relaying his orders.

"My only regret is not being able to see the looks on their stupid faces when their precious nuclear warheads are taken out half-way here," Eizenburg remarked. "Oh well, I suppose we all must make sacrifices in the name of progress."

"Strategic Defense assets online and ready for launch, sir!" the adjutant reported.

"Good, good. Keep your eyes on the satellite feeds and launch at the first sign of enemy activity," Eizenburg noted.

---

Brettonian ICBM silos across the nation activated their revolver-like chambers and replaced the nuclear-tipped missiles usually stored ready to launch with the slimmer, faster strategic defense missile. The SDMs, armed with payloads of hundreds of steel ball bearings, would be launched in the case of a nuclear ballistic missile attack against the Brettonian homeland. The high-speed SDMs would close to within short distance of the enemy ICBMs, then explode in a directed shotgun-like pattern, neutralizing the enemy missile before they could seperate to launch their MIRVs. If they were equipped with them in the first place.

pending the delivery of 500 million NS which with ure exchange rate would be 643.8million a small trade convoy will be sent to ure space and should be there in 3 hours(which is like 10 miniuits)

Whittaker sighed watching the two nations go at it as the fleet decended into orbit.

"sir nod is about to launch a massive nuclear strike against Bretton, kane has gone completely insane"

"if those nukes land the effects will be catostrophic, even if they have counter measures their mostlike short range, and theyll detonate close enough to do damage, and then the fallout would be massive. activate orbital defense lasers, and be prepared to kill those missles before their armed. (ICBMs arm in midflight to prevent detonations close to home)

The ships moved into postion their advanced sensors ready to pinpoint the extremely small targets.

"et the anti aircraft ready, we need to be prepared. get the launch sequences ready and begin the carrier movements. If we go down then so do those half bred ingrades, i want all that done yesterday man!! Cant you see where at war!

And where the hell are those spies??? they should have reported from the bretton capital by now!




(bretton capital)


"Will you hurry up, we should have done this an hour ago, we need to set the timer and get the hell out of here." the short man looked away " I dont care whether we need to get away we do this for Kane. if we die then we will have died in his name, in his honour!"


The tall thin lady looked scared but did her best to compose herself. what if the bomb doesnt go off? will Nod be destroyed? I heard rumours that the Fist of nod was destroyed but then i heard one had targeted a mountain somewhere?.... right that does it, its armed, we have to go now. In 2 mins this city will be more than a ghost town."


The short man smiled "this is for you your majesty" he gave a small salute and they both walked around the corner of the empty building.

Whittaker sighed watching the two nations go at it as the fleet decended into orbit.

"sir nod is about to launch a massive nuclear strike against Bretton, kane has gone completely insane"

"if those nukes land the effects will be catostrophic, even if they have counter measures their mostlike short range, and theyll detonate close enough to do damage, and then the fallout would be massive. activate orbital defense lasers, and be prepared to kill those missles before their armed. (ICBMs arm in midflight to prevent detonations close to home)

The ships moved into postion their advanced sensors ready to pinpoint the extremely small targets.


encrypted message

To the leaders of tarsonis, we implore you against siding with bretton. they have threatened to destroy our nation and take our uranium. These fools must be taught a lesson. We beg that you do not come between us in this fight. or if you must intervene then please do so in the name of our emperor. Join us and we can rid the world of this scourge!

"et the anti aircraft ready, we need to be prepared. get the launch sequences ready and begin the carrier movements. If we go down then so do those half bred ingrades, i want all that done yesterday man!! Cant you see where at war!

And where the hell are those spies??? they should have reported from the bretton capital by now!




(bretton capital)


"Will you hurry up, we should have done this an hour ago, we need to set the timer and get the hell out of here." the short man looked away " I dont care whether we need to get away we do this for Kane. if we die then we will have died in his name, in his honour!"


The tall thin lady looked scared but did her best to compose herself. what if the bomb doesnt go off? will Nod be destroyed? I heard rumours that the Fist of nod was destroyed but then i heard one had targeted a mountain somewhere?.... right that does it, its armed, we have to go now. In 2 mins this city will be more than a ghost town."


The short man smiled "this is for you your majesty" he gave a small salute and they both walked around the corner of the empty building.



Whittaker waited for the attack.

"sir im picking up a massive energy spike in the bretton capital. The ships readout has just confirmed that its a small tactical bomb."

Whittaker jumped. "teleport it into space before it detonates." The ship struggled to lock onto something so small and quickly sent it into the vacume of space several hundred miles away.

Whittaker waited for the attack.

"sir im picking up a massive energy spike in the bretton capital. The ships readout has just confirmed that its a small tactical bomb."

Whittaker jumped. "teleport it into space before it detonates." The ship struggled to lock onto something so small and quickly sent it into the vacume of space several hundred miles away.


can we have none of that space age stuff please.

encrypted message

To the leaders of tarsonis, we implore you against siding with bretton. they have threatened to destroy our nation and take our uranium. These fools must be taught a lesson. We beg that you do not come between us in this fight. or if you must intervene then please do so in the name of our emperor. Join us and we can rid the world of this scourge!


The message was relayed through subspace to Korhal where King Cerifis ruled from Col Aryon the Royal Palace. He quickly sent this reply.

We have not come to aid any one side. Our sole purpose here is to keep u from making the same mistake that the former government of our nation did. We emplor u not to make use of nuclear weapons, and if u do not we shall not get involved in either case.

can we have none of that space age stuff please.

sry i just dont approve of killing civilians.

very well, but we warn you to remain neutral and do not attempt to stop our missiles.




"Sire theres no word from the bretton people or the two agents"

kane smiled "Very well then, open the silo doors, launch 45 dummy missliles if they have any defenses then they will destroy our icbms, that is easily predictable but launch the real ones immediatly as the dummy ones launch. They may be able to stop one missile but can they stop 45? Pah i dont think so."

Kane looked at the screen on the wall which became a map of Bretton.

" 5, 4 , 3 , 2, 1. Fire!!!"

his finger was released from the launch sequence and the ground around shook violently. The missiles could be seen from the capital and in near by cities.

it was a short time before the missiles where raining down from space.

" lets see how they deal with this one. Filthy Half breed scum,!!"

My people insist you stop this pointless killing, this needs to be solved in a more diplomatic way! This is a threat to all of NationStates, blowing each other up wont solve anything. Cant you come to some kind of agreement!.

On a second note the Peoples Republic of Folkvangia does not tolerate the production of nuclear weapons for anything other than the defense of your peoples nation, Nuclear Warfare is a danger to the people of NationStates and no doubt will it take innocent lives, this sale must be stopped!.

My people insist you stop this pointless killing, this needs to be solved in a more diplomatic way! This is a threat to all of NationStates, blowing each other up wont solve anything. Cant you come to some kind of agreement!.

On a second note the Peoples Republic of Folkvangia does not tolerate the production of nuclear weapons for anything other than the defense of your peoples nation, Nuclear Warfare is a danger to the people of NationStates and no doubt will it take innocent lives, this sale must be stopped!.


To the leaders of the peoples republicof folkvangia.

While you may have missed important facts out , such as keeping your affairs out of ours, you shoudl understand that thisis a defensive measure. Unless the brettons back down now we will forge ahead with our sales and this war!

To the leaders of the peoples republicof folkvangia.

While you may have missed important facts out , such as keeping your affairs out of ours, you shoudl understand that thisis a defensive measure. Unless the brettons back down now we will forge ahead with our sales and this war!

We dont see how nuclear weapons are your own affairs, a missile can be used against any nation therefore we believe that it is the worlds affair. Also, have you even tried diplomacy of this matter?

yes we have and they refuse to listen!

i am prepared to send my ENRIRE fleet to stop this. if this war progresses i will send in ground troops that would be disasterous for you and bretton.

yes we have and they refuse to listen!
Well, we believe you are a man of your word, did they have a reason not to listen?

because they want all of our resources and not the 5% we offered

Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command

"Missile launch confirmed! Multiple inbound warheads from Nod facilities!" the chief technician shouted.

"Fire SDMs, use double-redundancy warheads! We have plenty of missiles to spare," General Eizenburg ordered. The first real test of our SDM program... I didn't think I'd ever get to see it in my lifetime... he thought.

"SDM launch codes transmitted; launching now!" The massive plasma screen switched over to a wire frame model of the Earth, showing red lines representing Nod missiles departing their homeland. Simultaneously, white lines began appearing from Brettonian sites, representing the Strategic Defense Missiles lifting off to meet their aggressors.

---

The eight-meter-thick concrete doors snapped open with impressive speed, and shortly thereafter the long, skinny, pencil-shaped SDMs rocketed skyward. The exhaust plumes were much smaller than those of the ICBMs usually fired from those silos, owing to their narrow frames. The SDMs quickly sailed into the sky, and were above the constant cloud cover in a few seconds.

Minutes later, the SDMs and ICBMs met in a rather anticlimactic clash. The warheads of the SDMs exploded, tearing the ICBMs' warheads and guidance systems into shreds with their buckshot-like steel pellets. There was no massive nuclear detonation, no fireballs, no pretty explosions to view from the ground. Some of the Nod missiles continued on without their payloads, others flew apart entirely.

Perhaps some MIRVs would safely re-enter the atmosphere, but without their sophisticated guidance systems and detonators, they'd simply end up as lawn darts in someone's backyard. Lawn darts with a radioactive payload, but lawn darts nonetheless.

---

Brettonain Aerospace Defense Command

The white lines met the red lines two-to-one, and each triplet disappeared marking a successful interception. One by one the triplets vanished, until none were left. A whooping cheer went up from the technical staff.

"All missiles have been successfully intercepted! Threat of nuclear detonation is clear, I repeat, threat of nuclear detonation is clear!"

Eizenburg picked up his hat and replaced it on his head.

"Good work, gentlemen. The Chancellor and Fearless Leader will be pleased," Eizenburg stated.

---

Brettonian chancellery

"So they attempted to send nuclear weapons our way, eh?" Chancellor Donner remarked, paging through a report that had been faxed to his estate.

"That is correct, Chancellor. All warheads were intercepted, however, it seems a few survived re-entry," his adjutant reported.

"Well, no system is perfect," Donner stated. "Maybe they fell in the backyard of some poor third-world country. Now they can have nuclear weapons too."

"Always the optimist, Chancellor," the adjutant noted.

"Quite so, quite so," Donner replied. "Anyway. This certainly shows that those Nod so-and-sos like to 'play rough' as it were. I think we should give them a few 'gifts' of our own."

"More nukes, Chancellor?"

"No no, my boy. Nuclear weapons are so... outmoded. Cliche, if you will," Donner noted, standing up and removing a book from a large bookshelf to his left. "Have you ever heard of Ali Hassan al-Majid (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ali_Hassan_al-Majid)?"

"No, sir, I don't believe I have," the adjutant replied.

"Very interesting fellow," Donner remarked, handing him the book. "Read up. No sense being part of history if you don't want to learn about it."

ooc: hmm you drive a hard bargain but i'll delete that one

Kane was building up his rage like never before. " Get me the chancellor now!!!!" kane was storming around the bunker under his temple.

" In the mean time put all our forces on amber alert, if we get no further with the chancellor now then everything and I mean everything is to be used!!"


"sire, we are ready for you to send your message to the bretton chancellor"

kane slammed a fist of the table and walked over to the console

"This is The Imperial Leader of Nod, you have seen we are more than capable of launching weapons, but you fools dont realise we have more from that came from. I am pulling my troops dopwn from red alert and I demand that you put your forces down. It was your general that started this grwoing conflict with his speeches of invasion if we never handed over our supplies!

We ask that this be resloved before either of our nations suffer bloodshed on a terrifying scale!

Brettonian Chancellery, mountainous region

Chancellor Donner held his arms out in a "T" shape while his female adjutant slipped his heavy, fur-lined greatcoat onto his shoulders. Donner rolled his shoulders around to get it settled, then began buttoning the twenty-odd buttons running down its front. The adjutant returned shortly with his hat; Donner ran a comb through his hair, pushing it back, then placed the hat on his head.

"Dashing, as always, Chancellor," the adjutant remarked as he observed himself in a large mirror.

"PMS," he said, adjusting his collar.

"What?" the adjutant looked confused.

"An acronym, dear. Perfect Male Specimin," he said flatly, attempting to maintain a straight face as she giggled. "Well come now, it wasn't that funny."

"It's just that I thought you were such an austere figure," she explained.

"Austere?" Donner asked, looking somewhat hurt. "Would an austere person do this?"

"Do wh-" she was cut off as his lips collided with hers. His arms went around her frame, nearly enveloping her in the white wool and fur of his coat. "Chancellor, I don't think your wife would approve..." she said sheepishly.

"I don't think I care," the Chancellor replied, kissing her again. The most powerful man in the whole Brettonian state... she thought.

The moment was rudely interrupted by a cell phone ringing. Donner pulled back in disbelief.

"I don't believe it!" Donner exclaimed, face contorted in rage. He pushed her aside and angrily grabbed the phone, flipping it open. "If this isn't important, so help me God I'll have you dancing the Tyburn jig!"

He paused, listening to the other end report.

"He WHAT?!" Donner exclaimed.

Another pause.

"Oh, well that's just rich, isn't it?!" he yelled. "Isn't it, Duval?!" The adjutant recognized the name; Lieutenant General Duval was the head of the Foreign Ministry.

A third pause.

"And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?! Of course we're going to retaliate! I don't care if you have a video from him!" he barked. "Yes, we're going to use the VX and N-9 warheads! If Eizenburg hasn't already launched the bombers, I'll give him the order personally!"

Pause.

"Allright, get to it! I expect results by tomorrow!" Donner ended the call, then pitched the phone across the room. It bounced off the wall in several pieces.

"Chancellor?" the adjutant asked, having regained her composure.

"The nerve of that insufferable, inscruitable Kane! He'd turn my hair gray if it wasn't already!" Donner seethed, making wild hand gestures. "Well, we'll see how smug and concieted he is after our special bombs start landing in his backyard."

"Special bombs?" she asked.

"Oh yes," Donner remarked, handing her his atache case. "Nice little presents that will sweep away those psychotic Nod nutcases and leave the precious mineral assets intact. Now, we depart. I have a speech to make in Brettonia."

Nod News Network.


Greetings good citizens. As the current war of liberation for the brettonian people goes on, the minister for trade is pleased to announce that a huge profit has been made on the recent sales of Uranium. This means that all current supplies of the material are now depleted, (which if readers and listeners read back to the brettonions started this war for the uranium) so hard luck chancellor theres no uranium left to steal.

in other news the emperor has upgraded recent defense settings to counter any retaliatory nucelar, biological and chemical attacks upon the nod empire.

Whilst the ministry is urging calm amoungst the Nod people and advises that all citizens be prepared for any eventuality. Stockpiles for vaccines and antidotes are being mass produced and there is twice the number of vaccines ready already.

and in other news......


kane orders the mass mobilisation of the air force.....

Message from The Nation of Hiliotrope,

Dear, nation of Nod,

The nation of hiliotrope is FURIOUSE at your waste of resources! that uranium could be used for useful things, using toxic Waste products and harnessing Toxic gasses and using them is a much better way to go, Hiliotrope's scientists could help, but otherwise, We'll use this "toxic warfare" against you.
,Sincerly, Commander Hilio gear.

Imperial Nod airspace

With Nod's national radar arrays out of action, the next logical step would be to establish air superiority. The second flight of Brettonian Arbiter II bombers were loaded out entirely with air-to-air missiles. Short range, long range, guided by infrared, radar, acoustic, laser, or wire. These flights also armed eight Middleman drones, and each of them packed another half dozen missiles. Today, the Arbiters would be hunting Nod fighters.

Without the aid of ground-based radar, the Nod air force would be forced to rely on their own internal instruments and avionics to locate their aggressors. The Arbiters, on the other hand, would benefit greatly from their powerful HSCDEADGR (http://www.freewebs.com/bluebomber2/aerospacetech.htm) systems. The moment Nod aircraft appeared over the horizon, they would be mapped in full three-dimensional detail, painted as targets, and a Minuteman would be launched towards them. The Minuteman's incredibly powerful scramjet would accelerate it to above Mach 10; if the Minuteman's six missiles couldn't finish off the target, the Minuteman itself would. Each Minuteman packed a warhead in its nose, and was programmed to kamikaze into its target if it its missiles did not do the job.

The Arbiter fleet split up into packs of four bombers. Each pack would draw out Nod air assets, and the pack behind them would take them out. The age-old 'hammer and anvil' attack would be brought to the skies of Imperial Nod.

Message from The Nation of Hiliotrope,

Dear, nation of Nod,

The nation of hiliotrope is FURIOUSE at your waste of resources! that uranium could be used for useful things, using toxic Waste products and harnessing Toxic gasses and using them is a much better way to go, Hiliotrope's scientists could help, but otherwise, We'll use this "toxic warfare" against you.
,Sincerly, Commander Hilio gear.


It is none of your business how we use our resources. Be lucky they are not used on you!

Official Statement of War

2 million people stood outside the palace of Nod in the capital, eagerly awaiting a rare glimpse of there Emperor.

The doors on the balacony swung open and a tall man, dark sleek hair and the ever present grin, cloaked in a long red and black metallic looking dress.


" My children, the time is upon us to defend our honour! One vision, One purpose!"

the crowds in a sychnorised fashion shouted " The technology of peace" there hands raised in the air.

" For too long the terrorists have tried to force our world into armeggedon. Trying to dominate the world under there would be empires. Now the time is here to raise the flag of nod across Bretton.

our armies will launch strike after strike upon their cities and a new order shall be created, look to the skies as our air force dominates the skies turning it red with the blood of our enemies.

Arm yourselves brothers and take on the march of war.


For The empire of Nod is at WAR.


One vision , One purpose. "


(crowds)

" The technology of Peace"



Kane marched back into his palace. " Order the bombers into the air. I want low altitude to avoide enemy detection. we have some bombers and fighters in an allied country, we shall move them after our air raids.

To: Bretton

From: Pythogria

Re: These guys ARE maniacs!

Text:

Pythogria is willing to support you from orbit to rid the world of Kane. The guy's an utter maniac.

To: Bretton

From: Pythogria

Re: These guys ARE maniacs!

Text:

Pythogria is willing to support you from orbit to rid the world of Kane. The guy's an utter maniac.

Coded response

With pleasure. This psychopath has bastardized the concept of "peace through power" beyond repair for the interim. The sooner we take him out, the better. We will be willing to discuss your compensation after hostilities have ceased.

---

Imperial Nod airspace

Nod's impressive air force began taking to the skies; unfortunately for them, the moment they lifted off, they became virtual bullseyes.

"Bandits at two o'clock, just getting airborne. Range 560 kilometers," the radar operator reported. As per standard operating doctrine, all airborne radar signatures not transmitting a Brettonian transponder signal were automatically marked as targets to be shot down.

"How many?" the aircraft commander asked.

"Looks like a full squadron," the radar operator stated.

"Very well. Bombardier, fire four Minutemen, then twelve ALRAAMS ten seconds later," the commander ordered. "We'll wait and see what happens next."

"Understood, commander!" the bombardier affirmed.

"Keep it steady, pilot," the commander said; the pilot nodded in return. Four 'clunks' where heard as the Middlemen seperated from their wing pylons. A few seconds later, the drones tore ahead of the bomber, their scramjets having sucked in enough air to activate.

---

The scene was similar all over Nod airspace. When Nod aircraft took off, a pack of Arbiters was hot on their tail, and fast. They couldn't be outrun, they couldn't be over or underflown; they couldn't be escaped.

With any luck, the next wave of Nod pilots would wisely stay on the ground, as opposed to going up as a mouse into a room full of cats.

myfleet will leave the system as it needs refit.

Khonsu Izakabad recieved the telegram. "Fire." he told his advisor.

"Yes sir."

20 fuel air bombs streaked dow nupon the Imperial Palace of Nod.

Khonsu Izakabad recieved the telegram. "Fire." he told his advisor.

"Yes sir."

20 fuel air bombs streaked dow nupon the Imperial Palace of Nod.


ooc: i need to at least have the 'bombers' taking off from your airspace first. nod is heavily protected by anti aircraft

above nod heavy dogfights where the scene almost all over cities.

"Launch an all out assault" as the general tried to keep his voice equal to the sounds of the sirens outside.


Kane walked into the bunker with several elite guards. " I dont care whats going on out there, get the tanks on the beaches of bretton now. how long until the subs are within striking range?

Wheres my coffee? i want missiles in the air now!!! I want them in the air NOW!!!"

The general and the rest of the officers didnt dare move, especially when Kane was like this. if they dare showed fear he would have them hung drawn and quartered.

" Your majesty the carriers are not far off the coast of bretton sir, we have negotied a treaty with a new ally in the region in exchange for financial aid, there allowing our troops to move through there borders. Bretton would be forced to decalre war upon them if they attack us this way.

Were also moving a 'payload' through the boreders too. We are going to be moving some heavy 'aid' planes and diverting them around the continent towards bretton. They are insulated with light lead and any radioton from the bombs should be at a virtual minimum.

as for the subs, they should be within reach within the next 10 minutes sir. only coastal installations and cities can be reached at this time.

Do you want me to order a launch??"

Kane glared at the general. " what do you think!"

ooc: i need to at least have the 'bombers' taking off from your airspace first. nod is heavily protected by anti aircraft

OOC: I'm firing from space. You really can't stop that.

ooc: and what r u firing from space?

Brettonian Homeland Defense Command, costal region

General Vonsen and his command staff looked over a three-dimensional electronic map of the ice-choked Brettonian shores.

"At 1100, our satellites picked up these naval assets steaming at high speed towards our borders," a technicial officer reported. "Their profiles match those of Nod ships in port as of our last satellite scan in the region."

"And where are they now?" Vonsen asked.

"They'll be entering the range of our costal defenses momentarily. As a percaution, we have put several squadrons of Arbiter IIs on alert," another technical officer said. "These have been loaded with ASROCs in the case of any Nod submarines popping up, and high-speed interception missiles on the odd chance any Sub-Launched Ballistic Missiles -SLBMs- getting in the air," he said. General Vonsen nodded approvingly.

"Nod naval assets have crossed into our waters!" a klaxon announced.

"Well, there you have it. Commence attack!" Vonsen ordered.

---

Brettonian coastline

The water had turned to ice across much of Bretton's meager coast. The already camouflaged costal bunkers were blanketed with fine snow and ice. Small portuberances seemed to rise out of the ground, looking like rectangular blocks of ice. The OLED camouflage snapped off, revealing dozens of anti-ship missile launchers. The batteries flared to life, lobbing their rockets towards the distant Nod forces. The missiles were volleyed; half would skim the surface while the other half would achieve a high altitude, then dive down into their targets. Both would strike simultaneously, ensuring Nod CIWS would be hard-pressed to keep up. As the missile batteries re-activated their camouflage and descended back into the ground, much larger bunkers made themselves apparent. The massive 78cm railguns, two to a bunker, dropped their camouflage as well. The railguns were positioned further inland, ensuring they would remain operational even if the missile batteries had been destroyed. Furthermore, their slugs travelled at such velocity that, at maximum range, they would impact their targets a scant few seconds after firing.

As the missiles neared their targets and Nod CIWS opened fire, the costal guns thundered. If the missiles didn't put the Nod fleet out of action, giant hypersonic slugs would.

ooc: and what r u firing from space?

OOC: 20 fuel air bomb ICBMs.

ooc: they can be easily destoryed just like all my 45 where destroyed by bretton.

ooc: i think we should try and make a peace and have a new mutual enemy in the mix to make us fight reluctlatly side by side. that could be fun

ooc: they can be easily destoryed just like all my 45 where destroyed by bretton.

OOC: You're going to destroy 20 ICBM's, coming down from space, utilizing gravity? How many SAM's do you have, now? Perhaps the Rods of God would be better here...

As for that mutual enemy thing, go right ahead.

ooc: security defensive initiative would destroy them. and as for the enemy we now have to try and persuade bretton to go into peace lol and then take it from there

Imperial Nod airspace

The second wave of Arbiter IIs continued across Imperial Nod's skies, systematically neutralizing its air assets.

Having refueled, re-armed, and re-crewed, the first wave of bombers, which had earlier knocked out Nod's comprehensive air defense radars, were now on their way back with a much, much different payload.

Each squad of four bombers was armed in much the same way. The inner two bombers armed a single gigantic fuel air bomb, a full 400,000 pound warhead. These bombs would be dropped on major population centers near and around sites identified by previous geological satellite scans as posessing uranium ore underground. The resultant blast would rival a small nuclear device in destructive force, but would not destroy hardened structures or underground complexes. Instead, the explosive pressure would have the effect of literally sucking the air out of bunkers, shelters, and other complexes. It would buckle and render useless air filtration systems, even gas masks, in the vicinity of its detonation. The second bomb would strike a few moments later, further weakening anything the first bomb did not.

The remaining bombs would be the cinchers, though. Each bomber carried a split payload: half of their bomb bay was occupied by approximately 156 air-dispensing canisters of VX nerve gas. The other has was ocupied by another 156 canisters of what has been termed the 'mother of all germ bombs,' the Raven Corps' Nemesis-9 virus.

Nemesis-9, developed by Dr. Trinity Stovent, easily one of Raven Corps' most brilliant scientists, was a muderous virus. Infection can result from inhalation, bodily fluids, injury, or even skin contact. Full MOPP4 gear would be required if anyone did not wish to be exposed to the virus. Nemesis-9's short incubation period of only two days would ensure quick work.

Targeted individuals would first develop a severe fever of north of 103 degrees. This would progress to skin boils, uncontrollable vomiting, and dizziness. Higher brain functions will begin to degrade simultaneously with flesh decay, leading many sufferers to begin suffering from insanity. Severe migranes will set in shortly thereafter, instigated by light, sound, and movement. By the end of the second week, the subject is no longer contagious, having already suffered through uncontrollable urination and involuntary muscle convulsions. Within three weeks of initial exposure, the subject will expire from total breakdown of the central nervous system, digestive tract, and brain fuctions.

The fuel-air bombs dropped. A minute later, the second pair of Arbiters dropped their noxious payloads. The massive FAEs exploded below, pushing the chemical and biological warheads into the air on the virtue of their parachutes. They then continued descending to the ground; an internal altimeter counted off until the canisters reached an altitude of 100 feet, when they began releasing their contents.

Kane roared at the officers. " I dont care if people will die, I said fire it, they will die either way from those bombers."

the bombers where already realseing there payload over a small nod village , fortunatly they hadnt reached anywhere near a major population, but there was still 4,000 people in the village.

the satalite in the lower orbit positioned itself, the chargecould be seen from the planet a small pinpoint of blue. seconds later it fired on the village.


" Sire, we believe the bombs exploded first but the fist of nod put to the rest the virus with its intense heat. We have no idea of survivors at present, however several of the bretton bombers where seen to be caught in the explosion. the people will still see you as a hero your majesty, you had to create a mercy killing to protect them all. as always your wisdom exceeds our own"

kane looked slightly preturbed.


" send this to the chancellor"


Diplomatic transmission[B][I][U]

The people of the world will see you as a monster , however is ee you as an equal. we have a lot to work out and a lot we can work from. we ask that you end hostilities. let us end this war that was started by our two generals and not its real leaders.

let us remove these would be coup leaders and let us bound ourselves in the path to friendship. we have both lost many people and now we should lead the way to rebuilding.

The imperial leader of Nod

Numonica, Brettonian control zone

Chancellor Donner, Generals Eizenburg and Duval, and their entourage were enjoying the fruits of their big game hunt earlier in the day at a lodge for Brettonian officials vacationing in the region.

"General," Donner began, addressing Eizenburg. "I've always trusted your judgement on things, even back to the Leverandon Campaign."

"And I as well, Chancellor," Eizenburg said.

"Now, it's my professional opinion as a head of state that this... Kane fellow," Donner stated, leaning back in his chair and musing a glass of whiskey, "is a nutter. Off his rocker. Popped. Insane, even."

"He's batshit," Duval added.

"Seems about right," Eizenburg said.

"Indeed," Donner replied. "However, the fact that he keeps insisting you were complicit in some kind of... what's the word... coup d'etat that's resulted in this happy little war we're in, I find slightly disturbing."

"You said it yourself, Chancellor," Eizenburg insisted. "He's mad. Review the Stahlkörpes (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=447922)' video records if you find my words lacking of merit."

"I've already reviewed them in exhaustive detail," Donner stated, "and have found no evidence of any wrongdoing on your part."

"If you don't mind my asking, Chancellor, what is the point of this discussion, then?" Duval inquired.

"Ah, I'm getting to that," Donner finished his whiskey. "I just want one more piece of evidence before we put this matter behind us." The room was silent for a few moments. Donner leaned forward. "I want you to tell me, to my face, that there's no subterfuge here."

"None, Chancellor," Eizenburg said with much determination. "Nothing, zilch, zero. The null set, even."

"Very well. Let's bury this unpleasant business then, shall we?" Donner leaned back. "Iria, bring the scotch out, would you?" he hollered over his shoulder. His adjutant appeared from one of the ajoining lounges with a fancy-looking bottle complete with a wooden cap.

"This one, yes?" she asked.

"Indeed," Donner replied, taking the bottle from her. "This, my friends, is the real deal. Best damn scotch in the world. I was personally there to liberate this from Perganum's presidential site. Enjoy."

The Imperial Isochronous Military, led by Field Marshall von Nien, scrambled their defence assets with many already deployed around the Imperial Nod to protect their new allies from the foreign forces seeking to invade and destroy. With a myriad of carrier battle fleets in Nodian waters, 50 Collins Class submarines were hunting the perimeter for potential Brettonian or other nations' ships to destroy.

Furthermore, 620 F-26 Locust STOVLs were patrolling Imperial Nod airspace, ready to shoot down any fleet of bombers. 30 A-10 Thunderbolts with escort from someLocusts also went directly for enemy land forces to take out artillery, tanks and other armoured assets.

In Isochronous strict curfews were imposed, the borders sealed, and millions of military personnel readied for any direct threat to the homeland. Missile silos were prepared for usage with nuclear warheads ready to be deployed against any target in the world.

SECRET IC:

The satellites were ready.

Khonsu Izakabad gave the order. "Fire."

10 Rods of God streaked through the sky, skewering the Imperial Palace of Nod. Best of all, they couldn't be traced to Pythogria.

why can't we attribute responsibility to you?

why can't we attribute responsibility to you?

OOC: You can then.

The Imperial Isochronous Military, led by Field Marshall von Nien, scrambled their defence assets with many already deployed around the Imperial Nod to protect their new allies from the foreign forces seeking to invade and destroy. With a myriad of carrier battle fleets in Nodian waters, 50 Collins Class submarines were hunting the perimeter for potential Brettonian or other nations' ships to destroy.

Furthermore, 620 F-26 Locust STOVLs were patrolling Imperial Nod airspace, ready to shoot down any fleet of bombers. 30 A-10 Thunderbolts with escort from someLocusts also went directly for enemy land forces to take out artillery, tanks and other armoured assets.

In Isochronous strict curfews were imposed, the borders sealed, and millions of military personnel readied for any direct threat to the homeland. Missile silos were prepared for usage with nuclear warheads ready to be deployed against any target in the world.


OOC: Must you continue to waste my missiles? It's becoming quite irritating. Oh well, more sheep to the slaughter, I suppose.

Brettonian Air Command, northern region

General Hassler, famed commander of the Kahanistan Campaign, mused his gloved fingers over his chin at the spectacle of the electronic map before him.

An unidentified fleet had appeared off the Nod coast. Based on their actions, he could assume that they were present to assist in Nod's defense against the surgically effective Arbiter raids.

"Pull back all bombers still in the area," Hassler ordered. The other officers in the command center quickly echoed his orders. "Nod's air assets and early-warning infrastructure have been more or less neutered. These foreign forces will take priority for the time being."

"Your orders, General?" an officer asked.

"I was just getting there," Hassler remarked. "Once all bombers have been recalled, they will be outfitted with air-to-air and antishipping missiles, as well as ASROCs. The fleet will then fly a roundabout course to hit the foreign fleet from behind. At such an altitude, nevermind the impeccable stealth, they'll be invisible right up until the missiles start hitting."

"They'll fly East?" the officer exclaimed.

"Correct. The fleet will stop off in Axis Nova to refuel. I'm sure they won't mind," Hassler remarked. "Once the foreign assets have been neutralized, we may resume putting the Nodees in their proper place, as well as the retrieval of the uranium."

-Secret Underground Mobile Command Center Montauk-
"This isn't Kane," Slavik said scornfully. "No this must be a pretender, Kane would never allow such actions to stack against him." "We cannot support him, but damnit those are members of our Faith in that land." "And these Maniacs from Bretton are destroying them right and left." "Is there anything we can do?" Slavik paused with his advisor.

A computer Tech spoke up. "Sir we have begun hacking the former Regional Defenses, we will have access to the Command and Conquer Universe Regional Ion Cannon Defenses in 1 hour." Slavik paused, "Good good. if they detect them before hand and destroy them then they'll have to face an entire region of angry Millitant nations, they wouldn't be that foolish, the actions of the Cannons can be a good stalling tactic." "But what of our Followers in Imperial Nod?" The Advisor said. "Prepare a news report from our new group, the tunnel network to the nation is complete, deploy a small force to seize control of their TV relay system, broadcast our own message to the masses, find and locate any chemical missiles sites while you're at it."

"But sir won't they know it's us?" The Tech said, "Funny thing about soldier uniforms of the Brotherhood, they all look alike." "Ohhhh."

-Secret Underground Mobile Command Center Montauk-
"This isn't Kane," Slavik said scornfully. "No this must be a pretender, Kane would never allow such actions to stack against him." "We cannot support him, but damnit those are members of our Faith in that land." "And these Maniacs from Bretton are destroying them right and left." "Is there anything we can do?" Slavik paused with his advisor.

A computer Tech spoke up. "Sir we have begun hacking the former Regional Defenses, we will have access to the Command and Conquer Universe Regional Ion Cannon Defenses in 1 hour." Slavik paused, "Good good. if they detect them before hand and destroy them then they'll have to face an entire region of angry Millitant nations, they wouldn't be that foolish, the actions of the Cannons can be a good stalling tactic." "But what of our Followers in Imperial Nod?" The Advisor said. "Prepare a news report from our new group, the tunnel network to the nation is complete, deploy a small force to seize control of their TV relay system, broadcast our own message to the masses, find and locate any chemical missiles sites while you're at it."

"But sir won't they know it's us?" The Tech said, "Funny thing about soldier uniforms of the Brotherhood, they all look alike." "Ohhhh."


Kanes face appeared on the screen of the montauk. " I consider myself disappointed my old friends. Believeing your old god to be dead or as you so eloquintly put it, a pretender." kane smiled. "My faith in you slavik has been misled. You think i didnt allow this to happen? I dont care if the people perish in their own weakness. Thos who walk out of this fire are the ones we need to rebuild this world. " kanes face minimised and a map of the nod region appeared. " As you can see on this map, nod has new allies moving into the area, and our retaliatory plans are soon to commence. "

Kanes face begin full again, " Do not fail me again slavik! One vision One purpose"

The Imperial Isochronous Military, led by Field Marshall von Nien, scrambled their defence assets with many already deployed around the Imperial Nod to protect their new allies from the foreign forces seeking to invade and destroy. With a myriad of carrier battle fleets in Nodian waters, 50 Collins Class submarines were hunting the perimeter for potential Brettonian or other nations' ships to destroy.

Furthermore, 620 F-26 Locust STOVLs were patrolling Imperial Nod airspace, ready to shoot down any fleet of bombers. 30 A-10 Thunderbolts with escort from someLocusts also went directly for enemy land forces to take out artillery, tanks and other armoured assets.

In Isochronous strict curfews were imposed, the borders sealed, and millions of military personnel readied for any direct threat to the homeland. Missile silos were prepared for usage with nuclear warheads ready to be deployed against any target in the world.


Kanes faced was not changed at the news of the Isochronous finally helping nod. " Send word to the Isochronous commanders that there support is welcome indeed"

kane went to turn into his office but stopped andturned round, " Are the carriers close to the bretton coast? and those subs, I demanded an hour ago that I be kept informed of their movements. I want info on them now! I want those missiles in the air!

-Montauk-
Slavik looked over the Region map. "Sir..." "Yes I know it's him." Slavik paused, "We need to help." "Find me a location for a suitable base of operations." The Tech looked over and started downloading map locations. "Done, earlier the Brettonians destroyed all of the Nod Radar networks, we can deploy in one of those former bases, the Underground network should be able to connect within a few hours." "Good, deploy to this central one, send APCs to secure the area before hand, Once we restart production we can set up mobile Radar stations and send them out." Another Tech spoke up. "Sir we will have access to the Regional Ion Cannon system in 45 minutes." "Good keep most of them in defensive positions, we'll wait for Bretton to try and shoot one down and use others to take out their Orbital defenses. "We only have one shot the system resets after an hour." "It'll be enough."

Black Hand ha Mobilized
12 Subterrian APCs deployed for Nod Radar base.
50 Black Hand elite
10 Repair Engineers

*Sneak Attack Deployment* Second wave.
20 Tick Tanks
10 Gattling Tanks
8 Supply Trucks.
5 Radar Vans.
3 SSM launchers

Secret IC:
Forgive us my lord, we have faced much treachery and it has shaken our beliefs, we will not falter. Your radar systems will soon be back online.

Cabal coded message.

FAO:


Do what must be done to get our forces moving again. Let our technology of peace create our new world order. Why should we content to lead but one nation... If we can control the whole world.

get our systems back online and Bretton will feel the true power of this scorpions sting!

ooc: gonna be in london working 28-31st so wont get chance to post until then. slavik you can lead the nod forces until i return

OOC: What of my orbital missiles?

ooc: am back

Axis Nova

Usually utilized for their massive flying battlewagons, an Axis Nova airstrip had been temporarily loaned to the fleet of Brettonian Arbiter II bombers. The huge fuel hoses had little difficulty filling the Arbiters' tanks up in short order.

"Thanks again," the flight commander hollered from his aircraft's cabin hatch. "We'll be back again on the return trip."

"Keep your eyes peeled; looks like there's a storm brewing up ahead," the ground worker hollered back.

"Willdo," the commander ducked inside, shutting the hatch behind him. The fleet was airborne again shortly thereafter.

the general looked at the temproy mobile radars which had been poorly put up. " It seems there coming back for more. Lets mke sure our bombers fly at a lower altitude and our air defenses are at maxmimum., We have allies now. We can push through the enemy

OOC: You forgot about my 10 Rods of God impacting your palace. They each have the kinetic energy equivalent to a nuclear blast.

ooc: i am in a bunker elsewhere not under the palace, so havent heard about that yet

the general looked at the temproy mobile radars which had been poorly put up. " It seems there coming back for more. Lets mke sure our bombers fly at a lower altitude and our air defenses are at maxmimum., We have allies now. We can push through the enemy

OOC: What part of "stealth" in "stealth bomber" do you not understand? -_-* Furthermore, by flying around NS Earth, stopping off in Axis Nova along the way, I've came from the exact opposite angle of attack, which will allow me to begin firing at Isochronous' navy without ever touching your airspace. Even if the bombers weren't stealth, I highly doubt any mobile radar units you have could pick them up at that range.

OOC: You forgot about my 10 Rods of God impacting your palace. They each have the kinetic energy equivalent to a nuclear blast.

OOC: A nuclear blast? Not really. "Godrods" are immensely powerful weapons if you can afford to keep resupplying them with their darts, but on the same level as a nuclear warhead? No sir. They may be excellent if you want to penetrate the most hardened bunkers and other structures, and be pinpoint accurate, but if you want to level a city in one go, a nuclear weapon or a really big fuel-air bomb is necessary.

International waters off Imperial Nod

"Distance to target 420 nautical miles," the radar navigator reported.

"Firing point will be reached in approximately seventy-seven seconds," the bombardier added. "Beginning final synchronization with GPS and orbital imaging."

"Run the final activation test of the sonar warheads," the aircraft commander ordered. The ASROCs will have a tougher time homing in on foreign submarines without them."

"Running activation test now..." the copilot remarked. "All green, sonar warheads are primed and ready for launch."

"Very well," the commander nodded. "All units, fire sonar warheads!"

"Firing sonar warheads," the bombardier said. Six missiles were loosed from each bomber. "Thirty-two seconds until the firing point has been reached." Our combat-virgin sonar warheads... the commander thought. Here's to hoping it was worth the weight in payload.

"Missile guidance is programmed, ready for launch," the bombardier nodded.

"All units, commence firing!" the commander shouted. A fullisade of rockets tore forth from their cradles, streaking ahead of the bomber force. Half were anti-shipping missiles, which would attack the Isochronian navy from above, while the remainder were ASROCs, which would plunge into the sea a mile or so short of their targets and release an Advanced Capability torpedo.

As the bomber force began veering away for the long return trip to Axis Nova, the sonar warhead dove straight into the ocean outside the Isochronian fleet's perimeter. These unique warheads carried no payload; instead, a powerful active sonar emitter, only good for one ping, was mounted in the base of the warhead. Upon the ASROCs impacting the water, the sonar warheads would let off a single massive ping in unison, triangulating the positions of any submarine assets in the area, then relay the targeting data and telemetry to the torpedoes. Successful impact was virtually assured.

This came at the cost of six missiles per bomber, but would likely be worth it in the end.

The ASROCs ditched into the sea, birthing their torpedoes. The sonar warheads picked up their impact, and released their unified active sonar ping.

The subs began merging from the sea close to bretton. they had been undetected for the past two hours mainly due to the depth they where. " On my command ready the missile bays" the commanderof the ship shouted. the red lights flashing within the ship.


the first trident sub was breaching the surface and a small funnel opened up. " fire the missiles. Only target coastal cities, the emepror has plans for the mainland"

Brettonian Homeland Defense Command

"General! Contacts on active sonar!" a technician barked. The electronic map of the Brettonian coast displayed a number of red triangles representing enemy assets.

"They surfaced through the ice?!" General Kranzler demanded.

"Affirmative, General!" a satellite image revealed Nod submarines breaking through the ice floes surrounding the Brettonian coastline.

"Relay these dimensions to Air Defense Command, get the anti-ballistic missile systems online!" Kranzler shouted. "ASROCs, prepare to fire at those subs!"

"ASROCs linked with sonar bouys off the coast, firing now!"

---

As the doors on the Nod submarines began opening, hundreds of white streaks began appearing over the horizon as a fullisade of ASROCs launched from their batteries. The missiles cleared the rocky coastline, then abruptly plunged towards the ice. A few were unable to penetrate, but the vast majority punched through the floes, releasing their torpedoes into the icy water. The ASROCs quickly homed in on their submarine targets, whom would be unable to maneuver due to surfacing through the offshore ice packs.

---

Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command

"They just don't give up, do they?" General Eizenburg frowned. "Tenacious little pricks..."

"General," a technician caught his attention. "Nod submarines off the coast have began firing SLBMs. Homeland Defense has fired ASROCs in response. Tracking Nod SLBMs now..."

A three-dimensional map of Bretton's northern border, featuring its only coastline, began registering the Nod SLBMs streaking towards their targets.

"THEL batteries four, five, and seven can intercept them," the technician reported.

"Excellent. Bring the THEL batteries online," Eizenburg ordered. "Bretton is invincible from all sides, all angles, all means of attack. It's time to show them exactly what they're dealing with."

"THEL batteries are online, commencing firing in twenty seconds..."

---

THEL Battery Four, outskirts of Bolgrim

A small military compound, cordoned off by a chain link fence, looked unassuming enough: a few concrete blockhouses and a parking lot, all painted white to better blend in with the snow.

An OLED camouflage deactivated in the smallest blockhouse, revealing a pair of steel doors. The doors opened, and a bizarre searchlight-shaped apparatus popped out of the interior. It rotated on a powerful servo, then began pointing at a distant target. A low humming noise began issuing from the THEL emitter. A massive explosion appeared in the sky as a Nod SLBM exploded far short of its target. The THEL rotated a small degree, and issued another humming noise. A second explosion, then a third, a fourth, and a fifth.

Brettonian coastline

Bretton's three coastal cities, including the only port of Bolgrim, enjoyed a bizarre fireworks show that afternoon. The Theatre High Energy Laser batteries brought down one SLBM after another, showering the wilderness with bits of missile. Their work completed, the THEL batteries disappeared back into their blockhouses, and none were the wiser.

Brettonian Aerospace Defense Command

"General, we are confirming the destruction of all enemy SLBMs," a technician reported, adjusting his hat. Eizenburg grinned.

"Perhaps this will convince those pinheads to stop wasting their efforts," he remarked. "Bretton is the greatest fortress on Earth. You can't just march in with a few toys and expect any action."

ooc: i am in a bunker elsewhere not under the palace, so havent heard about that yet

OOC:Ah.

OOC TO BRETTON:

I said KINETIC ENERGY of a nuke. Basically, really powerful darts that will crush things.

OOC:Ah.

OOC TO BRETTON:

I said KINETIC ENERGY of a nuke. Basically, really powerful darts that will crush things.

OOC: Okay, Kinetic Energy. Gotcha.

OOC: Okay, Kinetic Energy. Gotcha.

OOC: OK, good.

ooc: i wanna try and end this little war asap and bring in a new enemy that will force us to work together.

so when u start getting the chance try and wind things down

OOC: Perhaps the Horde of Doom would do? I'll TG him.

ooc: i wanna try and end this little war asap and bring in a new enemy that will force us to work together.

so when u start getting the chance try and wind things down

OOC: lol

You amuse me. No, I'm afraid this conflict won't be ending until I have what I desire. We could have been grand allies and compatriots, but the equivalent of throwing water in the face of a grizzly bear did not bode well. You had your ten minutes of pride, and now you're paying for it. Enjoy.

OOC: Now, I know I'm not involved, but can I just say something here?

First:

Nod, that was STUPID. You aggravated a superpower. Bad idea.

Second:

You've got all the chance of winning as I have of turning in to a cat.

OOC: Now, I know I'm not involved, but can I just say something here?

First:

Nod, that was STUPID. You aggravated a superpower. Bad idea.

Second:

You've got all the chance of winning as I have of turning in to a cat.

OOC: Ahh, sounds like someone has a good head on their shoulders. Why couldn't more nations think like you?

OOC: Now, I know I'm not involved, but can I just say something here?

First:

Nod, that was STUPID. You aggravated a superpower. Bad idea.

Second:

You've got all the chance of winning as I have of turning in to a cat.

OOC: Yes, very good reasoning there. Everyone should follow that.

Then again, that's a bit hypocritical. I've accidently declared war on superpowers before. NOTE TO SELF: Don't do it again.

Office 76
1217 Government Way
Balkan City, 85546
Druid Province, Armed Holy Democratic Empire of Asgarnieu


TO: Imperial Nod
FROM: The Office of Foriegn Affairs, Military Action Bureau
SUBJECT: Sale of Radioactive Materials


We are sending this message to inform you of our support of you and your sale of weapons grade Uranium and Plutonium. Let this be a warning to all nations interested in preventing Imperial Nod from selling these materials: We will counter-attack any nation(s) that invade Imperial Nod, and will not hesitate to use our own Weapons of Mass Destruction. We are preparing our Army, Naval Forces, Air Defense Force, Marines, and Coastal Defense Forces for an invasion if nessicary. NO nation holds the right to prevent another nation from using their natural resources as an economic source. We WILL NOT tolerate any nation from doing so. Thank you.


Respectfully,

General Thomas R. Redding
Commander In Chief of Foriegn Military Affairs

Office 76
1217 Government Way
Balkan City, 85546
Druid Province, Armed Holy Democratic Empire of Asgarnieu


TO: Imperial Nod
FROM: The Office of Foriegn Affairs, Military Action Bureau
SUBJECT: Sale of Radioactive Materials


We are sending this message to inform you of our support of you and your sale of weapons grade Uranium and Plutonium. Let this be a warning to all nations interested in preventing Imperial Nod from selling these materials: We will counter-attack any nation(s) that invade Imperial Nod, and will not hesitate to use our own Weapons of Mass Destruction. We are preparing our Army, Naval Forces, Air Defense Force, Marines, and Coastal Defense Forces for an invasion if nessicary. NO nation holds the right to prevent another nation from using their natural resources as an economic source. We WILL NOT tolerate any nation from doing so. Thank you.


Respectfully,

General Thomas R. Redding
Commander In Chief of Foriegn Military Affairs

Response; Brettonian Chancellery

On behalf of Fearless Leader, I have wired you this documentation for your national interest.

When Imperial Nod first entered the market of fissile material, bloodsucking foreign nations descended upon them like vultures, intent on stampeding capitalism and free trade. We Brettonians, who believe highly in these values, and also with great interest in purchasing Imperial Nod's substantial uranium reserves for top dollar, appeared over the horizon as an aegis to protect the Nodees from anti-nuclear international mosquitos.

Following our substantial dispensation of effort to protect Nod from impeding invasion, we were utterly humiliated and degraded by Imperial Nod's representatives when we began making overtures for the sale of their fissile material -a a substantial markup of price per kilogram, I may add- without so much as a cursory glance to our proposition.

We Brettonians are renowned for our hardiness owing to the bitterly cold climate of our homeland, but we are also renowed for our pride and honor as a nation of warriors. As a result of their tomfoolery, we have mobilized our military to "put some starch in their collars" and deliver a severe lesson in international relations and realpolitik. We will also liberate Imperial Nod's reserves of fissile material in retribution for their actions.

In response, Nod has attempted to attack our homeland with nonconventional weapons. By firing the first shot of a nonconventional war, they have forced our hand in the matter, and we have responded accordingly.

At present, this little 'exercise' in futility on the part of Nod's defenders is an affair of honor and national strength of character.

If you foolishly decide to enter this conflict as an ally of the filthy Nodees, you are hereby warned that as an ally of a nation that deployed the first strike of a nonconventional weapon, you will be viewed as an accomplice to this reckless regime, and also responded to accordingly.

I will repeat that once and only once: if you side with Nod, you will be delt with in the same fashion as they. There will be no reprieves, no humanitarian considerations, and no mercy.

You have been warned.

If you so happen to choose the higher path in this engagement and reverse your support of Imperial Nod, we will be more than happy to share an appropriate amount of their reserves of fissile material, as we are already doing with our friends in Pythogria. We will also be obliged to welcome any other offers of diplomatic relation.

Be in touch, or be out of sight. Your decision; our action.

Chancellor Gerhard Donner

Office 76
1217 Government Way
Balkan City, 85546
Druid Province, Armed Holy Democratic Empire of Asgarnieu


TO: Imperial Nod
FROM: The Office of Foriegn Affairs, Military Action Bureau
SUBJECT: Sale of Radioactive Materials


We are sending this message to inform you of our support of you and your sale of weapons grade Uranium and Plutonium. Let this be a warning to all nations interested in preventing Imperial Nod from selling these materials: We will counter-attack any nation(s) that invade Imperial Nod, and will not hesitate to use our own Weapons of Mass Destruction. We are preparing our Army, Naval Forces, Air Defense Force, Marines, and Coastal Defense Forces for an invasion if nessicary. NO nation holds the right to prevent another nation from using their natural resources as an economic source. We WILL NOT tolerate any nation from doing so. Thank you.


Respectfully,

General Thomas R. Redding
Commander In Chief of Foriegn Military Affairs

Nod Foreign office


To General Thomas R Redding,

on behalf of our Imperial majesty we humbly thank you for your kind words and offer. We are indeed in agreement with you regarding the right to our own military supplies etc. We would like to meet with yourself or another delegate from your esteemed nation and discuss treaties and possible trade/supply negotiations.
In the mean time you are welcome to use any of our waterways, air space (and bases)and our remaining land bases. any military support would be more than appreciated.

if you are agreeable we would like to move a small portion of our air force into an appropriate air field within your borders in which we can muster a joint air raid upon bretton lands.

Whilst this lette ris being written, we are pleased to inform you that several coastal installations of Bretton would have been attacked from our Trident missiles. Bretton may at present have control of some of our skies but those fools didnt anticipate our stealth subs!

We hope you will see the latest developments on the upcoming news.

yours in fellowship.

Sir J Kennington

WHATTTTTT!!!!!! the general roared. "Get me the bridge commander of the second wave. They wont have been detected yet. I want those missiles armed now! "

"General, Brigidier Jones is on the line for you sir"

The general went into his office and slammed the door. " Commander, I want a more agressive perspective now. The first fleet are all but destroyed we arelucky there are still 3 remaining subs, no nuclear deterrents on board those vessals though.

I want fleets 2, 4 and 6 to move in a 'slant' formation, fleets 3 and 5, are to wage a more destructive campaign, ready those officers to sacrifice themselves for Kane. I want those subs armed now chemical, biological and nuclear I want to bring fear to those idiot people. Their silly little flashes and bangs may be able to destroy some missiles but our nuclear torpeodos being a bit more temperamental will explode on impact or just before here hit anyway! I wantaction now commander or its your head on the noose!"


The general slammed the phone down and stormed into the command area.

" KANE!" The general saw Kanes face on the huge screen.

" You have failed me for the last time general. fortunatly I had anticipated your moves, and our borders are now more secure than ever. Your services are no longer required. "

several black hand of Nods soldiers stood behind the general and took each hand. " Oh and one more thing general, I am sure you will make a fine addition to our biological 'research'. Take this idiot away. And keep the subs underwater until they are clser to the coast either way the Brettons will get to feel the sting of Nods tail tonight"

the small array of hackers in the nod command began encrypting the video that Kane had just finished recording.

across the world Kanes usual propoganda footage came onto the screens.

" My friends and fellow brethen. (Screen shows images of the small nod village attacked by Bretton with the biological weapon)

This is a sad day for our planet, this live recording shows the unparalled barbarity upon our lands at the hand of the tyranical Chancellor of Bretton.

The biological attack warrents our full right to launch a retaliatory strike within nod borders. all our tools are at our disposal to protect the world from these half-breed terrorists. let us unite against the global oppressors and stand firm in the fight for justice and freedom, brotherhood and Unity.


look to the skies as bretton sees its pathway to hell!

Brettonian Homeland Defense Command

Mere days after the Nod missile attack had been successfully intercepted by the state-of-the-art THEL emplacements, the alarm klaxons began going off again.

"General, active sonar is picking up more movement under the ice," a technician reported.

"More Nod submarines...?" General Kranzler groaned.

"We're not positive. It's eerily quiet for a submarine..." the technician remarked. "Could simply be ice moving around. Nonetheless, on the heels of that most recent attack, I'm at liberty to assume they still have assets operating in the area."

"Very well, then," Kranzler stated, looking frustrated. "Have Aerospace Defense Command send up a few Arbiter squadrons and start patrolling the..." he trailed off.

"General?" the technician asked. Kranzler pondered for a moment.

"No, I have a better idea," he said. "Get me General Hassler. We're going to deploy a few Peacemakers (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=444410) over the ice floes."

"The A7V?" the technician seemed shocked. "What good will those behemoths do us?"

"Simple," Kranzler shrugged. "The moment those submarines surface to fire, they find themselves looking down the barrel of a 78cm railgun. Our THELs won't even need to be fired if the submarine is sunk before it can dispatch any missiles. Additionally, I want several Stahlkörpe (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=447922) squads to piggyback with the Peacemakers over there. If we could capture one of those submarines more or less intact, find out how it moves so silently, it would not only be a boon to our Anti-Submarine Warfare logistics, but would definately help accelerate our own naval programs."

"Understood, General. I'll get General Hassler on the line immediately."

---

Four hours after his phone call, twenty-four A7V Peacemaker multi-legged tanks were sitting off the Brettonian shore, the permanently-frozen icepacks providing them ample support. Their soulless eyes, all twelve of them, rapidly scanned the ice around them for any signs of activity. Six Stahlkörpe assault suits were mounted on each Peacemaker, ready to fastrope onto the ice and start perforating any interlopers that pushed through.

If push came to shove, the Peacemakers could just as easily knock out any SLBMs that were able to be squeezed off. The Stahlkörpe operators chatted and debated politics as the day dragged on, but the Peacemakers remained ever vigilant: an AI never gets tired.

Brettonian Homeland Defense Command

Mere days after the Nod missile attack had been successfully intercepted by the state-of-the-art THEL emplacements, the alarm klaxons began going off again.

"General, active sonar is picking up more movement under the ice," a technician reported.

"More Nod subm**nes...?" General Kranzler groaned.

"We're not positive. It's eerily quiet for a submarine..." the technician remarked. "Could simply be ice moving around. Nonetheless, on the heels of that most recent attack, I'm at liberty to assume they still have assets operating in the area."

"Very well, then," Kranzler stated, looking frustrated. "Have Aerospace Defense Command send up a few Arbiter squadrons and start patrolling the



"No, I have a better idea," he said. "Get me General Hassler. We're going to deploy a few [ over the ice floes."

"The A7V?" What good will those behemoths do us?"

"Simple," Kranzler shrugged. "The moment those submarines surface to fire, they find themselves looking down the barrel of a 78cm railgun. Our THELs won't even need to be fired if the submarine is sunk before it can dispatch any missiles. Additionally, I want several Stahlkörpe squads to piggyback with the Peacemakers over there. If we could capture one of those submarines more or less intact, find out how it moves so silently, it would not only be a boon to our Anti-Submarine Warfare logistics, but would definately help accelerate our own naval programs." ********

"Understood, General. I'll get General Hassler on the line immediately."

---



"Commander we have intercepted this somewhat distorted message, it seems they may be on to our presence here, but they are not quite sure."

the commander smiled " Well lets disappoint them, I would all transmissions to cease pending my orders. I want all subs to slow to minimum speed and I want all electrical equipment thats not necessary to be deactivated, where going to stealth mode people, and I mean stealth Mode. we need to crawl to the coast as shallow as we can get. Then we fire! fleets 3 and 5 you have the front run, snails pace again but I want your vessals weapons to be activated. keep far away from 2,4 and 6 fleet when the bombs go off we wanna move in another direction and cause confusion. They think there invinvicible but unlike Kane their eyes arent everywhere

Office 76
1217 Government Way
Balkan City, 85546
Druid Province, Armed Holy Democratic Empire of Asgarnieu


TO: Imperial Nod
FROM: The Office of Foriegn Affairs, Military Action Bureau
SUBJECT: OFFICIAL RESPONSE


We are under the impression that you have deployed Non-Conventional Weapons against an invading nation. We reserve the right to threaten a nation with the use of Non-Conventional weapons, but we have never done so. We are now sending this offical message: If any Imperial Nod military vehicles or personel enter the boundries of Asgarnieu, your vehicles and or personel will be fired upon. We will not hesitate to fire on your homeland, either. We are revoking our decision to side with Imperial Nod and its allies. If any attacks of aggression are carried out upon Asgarnieu, your nation will come under attack. We now declare ourselves a neutral party within this conflict, and reserve the right to aid attacking nations. If any allies of Imperial Nod carry out attacks on Asgarnieu, they too, will be attacked. Asgarnieu also wishes to deny access to any Uranium or Plutonium liberated from Imperial Nod. We have sufficent supplies of radioactive materials of our own. As for all other nations involved in this conflict, we will be in touch. Thank you.


Respectfully,

General Thomas R. Redding
Commander In Chief of Foriegn Military Affairs

Response; Brettonian Chancellery

Attn: General Thomas R. Redding

I have reviewed your message, and am exceptionally pleased with your decisions. Truly, you have demonstrated that your leadership is wise and just in a sea of irresponsibility.

I would like to meet with you in person at some point in the near future. Hopefully, our friends in Pythogria will also send a dignitary, as well as our friends in Axis Nova.

One of Brettonia's famous opera houses will be performing the great Carl Weber's Der Freischütz in the coming weeks. I believe this will be an excellent environment to carry on a diplomatic engagement.

I await your response.

Chancellor Gerhard Donner

---

Message to Pythogria

The Asgarnian leadership has come off as being reasonable individuals, unlike we had first assumed. As a result, we have offered a diplomatic summit in Brettonia to help iron out our national differences, as well as to further decide the course of this enagagement over Imperial Nod's incompetance and backasswards governing. We do hope you will be able to attend.

Chancellor Gerhard Donner

Office 76
1217 Government Way
Balkan City, 85546
Druid Province, Armed Holy Democratic Empire of Asgarnieu


TO: Imperial Nod
FROM: The Office of Foriegn Affairs, Military Action Bureau
SUBJECT: OFFICIAL RESPONSE


We are under the impression that you have deployed Non-Conventional Weapons against an invading nation. We reserve the right to threaten a nation with the use of Non-Conventional weapons, but we have never done so. We are now sending this offical message: If any Imperial Nod military vehicles or personel enter the boundries of Asgarnieu, your vehicles and or personel will be fired upon. We will not hesitate to fire on your homeland, either. We are revoking our decision to side with Imperial Nod and its allies. If any attacks of aggression are carried out upon Asgarnieu, your nation will come under attack. We now declare ourselves a neutral party within this conflict, and reserve the right to aid attacking nations. If any allies of Imperial Nod carry out attacks on Asgarnieu, they too, will be attacked. Asgarnieu also wishes to deny access to any Uranium or Plutonium liberated from Imperial Nod. We have sufficent supplies of radioactive materials of our own. As for all other nations involved in this conflict, we will be in touch. Thank you.


Respectfully,

General Thomas R. Redding
Commander In Chief of Foriegn Military Affairs

We are serverely dissapointed in your descision but we accept and recognise your neutrality. However if details may serve you wrong you should be aware that the missiles we fired where of a non nuclear base. They where dummy warheads. And as you may see from the pictures enclosed this village was the target of bretton biological attacks. 4,000 civilians murdred at their hands.

We would not try to deter you from you descision, that indeed is your very right to choose, but we would like you to understand that no harm from our forces or allies will be acted upon your troops.

Your presence in not will not be seen in agression.

Regards and friendship

minister for diplomatic trade

Encrypted message to Chancellor of Bretton

Chancellor, this petty feud is no good for our two peoples.

As a gesture of mutual peace and prosperity in unity and brotherhood we are prepared to stop any further agression against your forces in return for the full extent of our Uranium.

It would be more beneficial to both sides if this is where the case rather than us evacuate the area and detonate the mine with a nuclear thus preventing any possible future mining.

I expect to hear from you soon.

Yours

Seth Second in command Nod Empire