NationStates Jolt Archive

((OOC: This RP is still open. I'd like some experience RPers join to help things along ang give some pointers. This is my first RP and I want to start in well. So if you want to join, read a little bit, figure out an overview of what's gone on and RP joining in. I'll gladly welcome more people.))

Fregal Nimov looked out of the window. Thousands of people were before. All had just been taken out of their homes in the slums earlier that night. The mass execution was about to commence. The entire program would be telvised. There was no other way he knew how to handle this situation. It was the only way he could be satisfied and still be viewed as somewhat legitimate in his dealings of persecuting the killings of his father.

Below there was the sound of screaming women, crying children, and desperate men all trying their hardest to maybe possibly get away. One managed to get free of his ankle ropes and started sprinting towards the gates of the huge courtyard. He didn't go far, as about twenty feet out, he was shout in the back by one of the high gaurds of the palace. The man's body was then beaten and tied back up next to the rest of his family just like he was before his useless attempt of escape. These masses were all going to be killed ruthlessly in less than twenty minutes.

Fregal walked to the podium on the balcony and turned the microphones on one by one. He was ready for the event to start. "People of KooleKoggle, I stand here today in mourning. Mourning of the greatest leader KooleKoggle has ever known. My Father. Yes, if you haven't heard, the High Lord was shot and killed earlier during the nights hours by some ruthless bandits. In an act of treason, our leader has been killed! Now these traitors will pay the price of their actions. These scum have always despised my father. Why? Because he had worked hard in his life. Worked hard and reached a level of success that none of this dirt could achieve. So now, instead of trying to become someone, these people with just as much of a chance as you and I, they have killed our belovd High Lord. In just a few moments, all of them will be given the sentence of death! Death for betraying their country. Death for betraying you. Death for killing an innocent man. Death for killing my father! Now watch. Watch as this worthless mass recieves their punishment."

Fregal was utterly satisfied. He walked inside his office as the sounds of gunfire and chaos broke out behind him. This office was the office of his father. The great Greg Nimov. He looked at his group of advisors. They weren't really so much of political advisors as part of his group, KIL A77. "So, how was it? Was it good?" All of the men nodded in aprovement of the speech. "Well, I guess the only thing left to do is to go out and start getting more of them. It'll be a hit. Nightly executions until the man gives himself up. Just call V9. They'll start getting things handled."

One man looked up at Fregal. He didn't quite understand what Fregal was saying. "Um, I don't understand. You said that we'll keep going until the man gives himself up. But what if we kill him tonight?"

A loud gunshot filled the room. The man only sat as a torrent of blood oozed from his stomach while Fregal only stood expressionless with a smoking colt pistol in his hand. "What? Do you think that these people deserve to live? Do you think that these people shouldn't be killed for putting a smudge on our country with thir complete poverty. We can own this palce. Own it with no opposition, and you question whether or not we're killing innocent people. I'll tell you a secret. The man that killed my father is already dead. I made damn sure of it. He was one of the first we even killed last night. Do you not understand that this country is our's without these people? As far as I'm concerned they deserve no mercy!" Fregal was beginning to be frustrated with all that was going on. He slowly moved towards the dying man yelling all of his beliefs of domination. His beliefs of true power. "Do you Understand now? Do you undertsand this." He closed his eyes and slowly pulled the trigger. The man's blood covered most of the room now. He pointed at a couple of other people.

"Now call V9.....and dump him out there." Pointing at the man's body. "Now leave me. I have other matters."

I forbid this mass exicution of these people for doing nothing. Why are you holding these people ransom for 1 man?

General Goplis hated his current outpost. In fact, he despised it. The rough terrain of the base and the terrible underfunding made it all the worse. He had just been moved here after his recent promotion after the death of the late General Pontim. Pontim was a military genius and had designed the entire base in the mountainy hills of Southern KooleKoggle. The outpost was entirely massive, occuping nearly 1000 square miles. Of course this had to be split into sections, 18 to be exact. Goplis was in charge of Section V9.

Goplis didn't really particularly like his profession at all, he hated the military. But it was the only job he knew and he was great at it. In KooleKoggle, the only way to be somewhat successful was to be born of one the massively wealthy families of KooleKoggle, or to join the hell of the military. Goplis had enlisted 10 years before and had moved up in rank almost instantaneously. Now he was in charge of the revered V9 corps. Going from enlistee to General had made him a semi-celebrity in KooleKoggle and somewhat of a role model for the poor of the country.

Goplis looked across V9 and at the rows of barracks containing 200,000 of the absolute best KK had to offer. At the end of the three month initial training, about 3/4 of these would remain. Almost all losses due to death. The training at V9 was the most brutal in the entire country, and they would like to think it, the most brutal in the region. After this, survival training started. This training was solely based on what you planned on during for the rest of your career. Only half of these would make it through. Some would die, but mostly it was due to complete and utter breakdowns. Physically and mentally. The remaining 75,000 would go through simulated combat and the best 50,000 would be chosen to go on into a military career as a V9 corps troop. The hardest, meanest, most brutal people many have ever seen.

This all was becoming increasingly difficult due to the underfunding. The General had told the High Lord Greg Nemov about this nearly 15 times, but every time he dismissed this as unreasonable, as the military already gets 47% of the tax money earned. Goplis knew he couldn't go to the public because of that reason. Only he and the High Lord knew the truth and Greg was an arrogant fool who wouldn't change a damn thing.

After taking in the horrific scenery of section, Goplis decided he would get some rest and the training would start tomorrow. He walked back into his room and got out his 18 year old bottle of scotch. It had been with him since he had joined the military, and was his only true companion. He poured himself a glass. He turned on the TV and sat enjoying his liqour. He slowly started to dove off and was eventually completely overcome by sleep.

He awoke to a terrible noise on the TV. He looked across the dark room at the clock and saw it was only 03:00. What could possibly be going on in KooleKoggle that the NAS (National Alarm System) had turned on. He looked back over at the TV as special news break came on. The usual national news Anchor came on, looking very distressed and quite ghastly, while the flag of KooleKoggle waved silently in the backdrop.

"People of KooleKoggle. A terrible crime has been commited. An evil act of treason has been bestowed upon our great nation of KooleKoggle. Earlier this morning, The High Lord Greg Nemov was shot to death just outside his palace walls. The details of this assassination are still unknown and there is currently no suspect involved. The High Lord's son has now stated that the perpatrator, if caught, will be killed on charges of treason. The probable cause law has now been taken into full awareness, as just earlier, hundreds were brutally killed by the High Guard of the Palace as ordered by the Lord's son himself. This is a detrimental setback to the nation as things were just starting to stabilize after the takeover of power by the Nimov family earlier..."

Goplis had heard enough and turned off the television. He knew what going to happen now. The Lord had been an arrogant fool, but his son was absolute pure evil. He had no regard for anyone but he and his family. He routinely killed people for laughs with his group, KIL A77. The country was about to begin a war. Not so much a war as a genocide actually. All people in poverty, he knew would be persucuted, and there was nothing that they could do to defend themselves. He also knew that he, and V9 would be an important part of this. He was in a bind now. Then the phone rang.

One of Fregal's new advisors walked into the office of the new leader.

"Sorry to interupt sir, but we just recieved a message from another country telling us to stop. Apparently the International community dissaproves of your actions."

Fregal glared at the message for a minute or two until finally he broke the silence.

"You tell them this: 'these people are convicted criminals. In our country, We can convict on probable cause. These people are also accused of treason. Which makes their sentence death! These people killed my father and now they will pay for their actions. In the eyes of our law we are perfectly legal! We will show no mercy to these criminals. We will show no mercy to these traitors.' Now go send it. I want it known that we will not stop at the demands of others. We will only stop when there are only true countrymen left."

The advisor leaves the room while Fregal goes out to the balcony to view the end of his terrific show.

Pythogria warns you to stop, for this is a breach of human rights. If you truly hate these people, we will take them.

Otherwise, I will have to warn you-- manyt nations (myself included) will most likely invade you.

this is not right, becasue the voices in my head mean i have grown a connice or gone crazy becasue the voices in my head.these voices tell me that this is not right at all and that you should stop this.

That's a consience. Normal.

But KooleKoggle, we will warn you one last time to stop your Nazi practices. We will give you one hour to stand down. This is your final warning.

the commonwealth will not stand for a human right violation so large stop all activaty at once

The advisor walked back into the room of Fregal. He stood waiting, while Fregal enjoyed the new scenery in the courtyard. The deed was now done and the air stank heavily of blood. When Fregal came back in and saw the him, he knew what it was about. He held out his hand.

"Hand me it."

He read the message that the man handed over. A look of disgust crossed his face when reading the message.

"You tell him that I refuse to let another country have criminals of the soil be on their land. It would be a stain on their reputation. And as for the invasion, you tell he has no right as we are perfectly in line. I have nother but content for my people. But these people deserve no life. Especially one on foreign soil. And no one deserves life in a country with other's militaries wronfully occupying them. Send that now and start cleaning this mess up in this room. I'd prefer there not be blood stains. Oh yeah, tell the camera crews to get a few shots of the ground out there, then get that cleaned up. It's a big mess."

this is totally unexceptable

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a few min leter the chairman ordered the ZAFT military force (AKA the SPit break military) to condision yellow

i demand that you stop this at once!

Goplis hung up the phone and knew that he couldn't possibly do this. Even with all of his pleading that V9 wasn't even trained yet, they were still being called into the cities to pull the people into certain death. He wouldn't stand for it though. He had nearly 200,00 of the finest and he would be damned if he would rollover to this madman.

He picked up his phone of his own and made a few calls around the base. They were going to give these people a fighting chance.

The only reason it would even be possible to do this is exactly the reason that he didn't want to be called in. His men weren't trained. Actual members of the V9 corps would never turn on the government. They were brainwashed into only killing. No regard for family was there. They would demolish their own home village if ordered to.

Goplis knew he needed help though, The existing loyal army was far superior. He picked up the phone and made another phonecall.

"Hey Mike, send out a secret message. Tell the international community that we need help. This evil tyrant needs shown his place and he won't stop until he's dead. Tell them that it's urgent. Most of the population will be dead by the end of the month."

Me, James "Aimless" Miranda, demand you stop this clear act of needless death. You a foool who is using a death as an excuse for more death. Be warned: Keep going down this path and your flag will be replaced by a Zackarothian one. We lived under a bastard like you and we know the damn horror. You best keep yourself in line boy or you will be finding out about our countries dark secert.



The HighLeader of Zackaroth.

Very well, KooleKoggle. This may have to be done. Via forceful means.

The Following is Decreed:

1. Absolutely NO trade is to exist between Pythogria and KooleKoggle;

2. A state of WAR is to exist between Pythogria and KooleKoggle;

3. All KooleKoggleian citizens are welcome inside our borderts to be free of the regime over in KooleKoggle.

4. The Pythogrian Nuclear Arsenal is NOT to be used unless ABSOLUTELY nesscesary.

---Pythogrian Capital---

The Supreme general khonsu Izakabad stepped out onto the balcony to adress his citizens.

"Citizens. People. Friends. This is truly a sad day. The regime in control of KooleKoggle has began to exterminate all citizens that are not inj support of the government currently in power. We have warned them of the consequences, but they simply would not listen. Thus, I decree that a state of WAR is to exist! Citizens, do you approve?"

A few murmurs were heard from the crowd below, and a massive "YES!" vibrated through everything.

The Supreme General replied, "And thus... it shall be. To prepare to face this menace, I will initiate a military build up."

Cheers were heard.

The regime in control of KooleKoggle has began to exterminate all citizens that are not native.
((OOC: Just to clear it up. They're native. they're Just poor poverished people that aren't in support of the government))

i wish to join Pythogria and overthrow this tyrant.

Very good, 1010102. We welcome your support.

OOC: Thanks Koole. Editing post.

i will send 4 divisions of the Imperial Gaurd to your command and if it lasts long enugh maybe even 1 of those new iceberg carries.

Your help is appreciated. Expect compensation once this is over.

---International Waters, halfway between KooleKoggle and Pythogria---

The Pythogrian fleet, captained by Admiral Lok'Ton, sailed to meet the enemy.

"Let's see..." The First Mate thought aloud. "We have one Eternal Storm, three Toryu Battleships, two carriers, 200 subs, 60 cruisers, 22 transport ships, 1,000 MBTs, 200 HBT's, 1,500 RSTVs, 1,000 APCs, 200 fighters, 50 fighter bombers, and 100,000 infantry, as well as four fuel air bombs and satellite support."

"Taking inventory?" the Admioral asked.

"Yes sir."

The messages kept coming in and coming in. Fegale looked through them one by one. Most he just skipped over telling the advisor to send basically the same message as the initial one to 1010102. When he got to the Zackaroth message he laghed a little bit at the remark "You best keep yourself in line boy or you will be finding out about our countries dark secert."

"Tell them that I am deeply sorry for their experience with a tyrant and are glad they have overcome that old regime. But tell them that I resent to be compared to those people. I am in no way a tyrant. Just merely a judge and jury for these masses of felons. Their sentence is death and I will follow through on this sentence and anything that they do will be in vain, because we will not stop this perfectly acceptable execution."

He watched as the advisor walked out with this message, then kept looking through the pile. He then came across the declaration of war by Pythagoria and 1010102. He called in another person.

"Fred, get the military on alert. I want preparations to be made for an invasion soon. Possibly by the end of the week. Get about 20 thousand V9 corps guys into the city around the palace. After that I want about 9 brigades to be station across each of our bases. Get the AA guns online and working. Get the navy on full alert. Also find the status on the current V9's status on preparation to move into the slums. Do it all now"

The 4 divisions of Imperial Guard where onboard 40 transports with there major equipment onboard annother 10 ships. the transports were being escorted by 4 battleships,10 cruiser,20 destoryers and 5 carriers.

"Sir,the fleet had been assemled and as is ready to meet up with the fleet from Pythogria."

"good set sail to the Rv point."

"aye,sir."

---Rendeavous Point---

The fleet stopped. "Now we wait..." the Admoral said.

"Pythogria is already at the RV point,sir. our ETA is 2 hours."

"good."


2 hours later
The fleet meet with Pythogria's fleet and dicussed possible invasion routes.

The Admiral discussed the invasion with the 1010102an Admiral. "I suggest we hit them in the economy. Attack offshore oil wells, then go for ports."

Goplis looked at the radar and the satellite pictures. Sure enough, about 2500 miles out into international water there was a fleet gathering for an invasion.

"Good, message them and tell them to wait at their current positon for a while until we can go out there and meet with them. Send out a cruiser and a couple of helicoptors to meet with them as soon as possible. Get our carrier ready too, I wanna meet these people and thank them for coming so soon."

Goplis walked out and watched as the helicoptors started out to sea and the cruisers were being loaded up to sail. He curently went to pack for the rendezvious.

occ its 1010102ian.

"I think we should cripple their airforce and radar sites so we can have total air supremcy then invade."

"Heh heh heh..." the Supreme General thought aloud. "This is perfect."

He radioed Weapons Platform Yazu.

---Weapons Platform Yazu---

"Yes sir."

The Operator put down the phone.

"Everyone, we are to fire a Rod of God at the KooleKoggleian fleet. James, everything ready?"

"Yes."

"Then fire, as soon as we won't harm civillians."

OOC: Space-to-ground weapons are very possible in MT with a little work. But I will only use them once or maybe twice. More fun without them. To let you know, a Rod of God is a rod of steel wich would impact something with the kinetic energy of a tactical nuclear warhead on the tip. It isn't explosive and leaves no radiation.

occ its 1010102ian.

"I think we should cripple their airforce and radar sites so we can have total air supremcy then invade."

"Airforce and radar, eh? That's possible. But those are a little far inland."

Heh heh heh..." the Supreme General thought aloud. "This is perfect."

He radioed Weapons Platform Yazu.

---Weapons Platform Yazu---

"Yes sir."

The Operator put down the phone.

"Everyone, we are to fire a Rod of God at the KooleKoggleian fleet. James, everything ready?"

"Yes."

"Then fire, as soon as we won't harm civillians."

OOC: Space-to-ground weapons are very possible in MT with a little work. But I will only use them once or maybe twice. More fun without them. To let you know, a Rod of God is a rod of steel wich would impact something with the kinetic energy of a tactical nuclear warhead on the tip. It isn't explosive and leaves no radiation.


"nice took out that threat before it was a threat."



"Airforce and radar, eh? That's possible. But those are a little far inland."

if we don't then we will take alot more casulaties after we invade and no one wants that.

"Well, you are correct. But in the end, we will have to invade. So I say we cripple the oil, then the coast, including radar. Once the coast is clear, I say we invade on the ground and set up a base or two."

"i must agree with that but i still think we should get air superoity first rather than lose more people to aircraft when we are invading.

"i must agree with that but i still think we should get air superoity first rather than lose more people to aircraft when we are invading.

"Then how about we take out offshore stuff, bombard the coast, get air superiority, and invade on the ground to start?"

"good, take out everything and then invade. thats a good plan."

"good, take out everything and then invade. thats a good plan."

"Well, simplistic, but, hey, it works!" he laughed. "Now, to wait for the impact of that rod. That's our cue."

"i will set my fleet to full alert and have them ready to move out at the rods impact."

As the Cruisers neared. The lead messaged again to the fleet that a redezvous was wanted between the General and their current Fleet. So far all of their messages were not being answered and were wondering if a rondezvous was even a good idea.

As the Cruiser neared. It messaged again to the fleet that a redezvous was wanted between the General and their current Fleet. So far all of their messages were not being answered and were wondering if a rondezvous was even a good idea.

"Sir, should we respond to these people? I've recieved a message asking for a meeting."

"Stop the rod then. We'll meet them."

Yazu was radioed, and the attack would not commence.

The cruiser was sighted, and the KooleKoggle general was allowed on board the flagship.

"Well ,so, what have you come here for?"

I sugget that we man battlestations,just in case."

I sugget that we man battlestations,just in case."

"Don't worry. These cruisers are no trouble. We could take them out in seconds. I've got subs following them, and besides, the crew of this ship alone outnumbers them tenfold."

"good point. i didn't know about the subs. your right we could send them to the bottom in seconds."

Goplis was brought on board the flagship and was now in the room with the two tactical leaders.

"Well, Sir. I've came to help you. I've sent out a plea to the international community to help but I never recieved a reply, then you fleet appeared on our radar and it was just perfect. See, I'm General Goplis. The top General currently in the military at this moment. I'm in control of V9, the most revered section in the country. I've always hated the government and now, that this is happening I down right despise them. These are my people. I was once one of those people. I've got the detailed listings of most of the recent military movements, inventory of military equipment, and blueprints and locations of many strongholds. I hope you let me join you. I have 200,000 of KooleKoggle's best at my disposal."

Goplis was brought on board the flagship and was now in the room with the two tactical leaders.

"Well, Sir. I've came to help you. I've sent out a ple to the internation community to help but I never recieved a reply, then you fleet appeared on our radar and it was just perfect. See, I'm General Goplis. The top General currently in the military at this moment. I'm in control of V9, the most section in the country. I've always hated the government and now, that this is happening I down right despise them. These are my people. I was once one of those people. I've got the detailed listings of most of the recent military movements, inventory of military equipment, and blueprints and locations of many strongholds. I hope you let me join you. I have 200,00 of KooleKoggle's best at my disposal."

Lok'Ton gasped. "Well, then, consider yourself, officially, part of our fleet. We need information."

Holy Emperor Kerak I strode down the central hallway of the Imperial Palace, Inquisition bodyguard streaming after him. With majestic air, he swept into the office of Lord High Inquisitor Johann Bliek.

"Inquisitor, we have observed the turmoil in KooleKoggle, and pray for your aquisition to our current command. Select and dispatch two hundred of our most promising Inquisitors to the region. We would see the Inquisition grow stronger, and do feel that this conflict may prove a testing ground for our Strong Right Arm. We bid you benediction and blessing."

With that, Kerak swept out, as swiftly as he had entered, bodyguards jogging behind him.

Emotionless, Bliek called in his orderly.

"Inquisitor, send for the Lord of the Xenos Inquisition, and inform him I have a tasking for him...."

Behind the fleets came a large Zackarothian fleet of ships. About 10 aircraft carriers. and 15 battle crusiers and subs. The sub was lead by the huge Artagon. It was a slow sub and only a prototype. But in it's own right it ruled the underwater. Having many torpedo bays and a large drill at the end of the sub made it easy to sink larger battle ships.

" This is Yuri Tvan. We are here to help. If this group will not suffice we have renforcements on standby." said a very gruff russian voice over the radio. He sighed. Zackaroth had not fought a fullscale war since the Feline Catfish incdient over a year ago. They needed the practice though. The men had been itching for war.

This message was sent to Zackaroth's fleet.

"Welcome to the fleet. We will begin the invasion soon."

"the most potenet info would be the sites powering the coastal defenses, airbase loctions, as well as any other thing that may be important.

OOC: KooleKoggle do you have a map of your nation?

OFFICIAL TELEX

FROM: Lord Kohl, Xenos Inquisition

TO: Cmdr, Allied Pythagorian Fleets; Gen'l Goplis

SUBJECT: Have obtained information regarding status of invasion of KooleKoggle STOP Holy Emperor Kerak I has instructed me to assist in any way possible STOP Currently deploying Inquisition Agents to allied fleet, will request approach vector in 3 (3 hours) STOP Request transport to Capital of KooleKoggle as soon as bombardment finishes STOP Will be in contact as situation develops

OFFICIAL TELEX

FROM: Lord Kohl, Xenos Inquisition

TO: Cmdr, Allied Pythagorian Fleets; Gen'l Goplis

SUBJECT: Have obtained information regarding status of invasion of KooleKoggle STOP Holy Emperor Kerak I has instructed me to assist in any way possible STOP Currently deploying Inquisition Agents to allied fleet, will request approach vector in 3 (3 hours) STOP Request transport to Capital of KooleKoggle as soon as bombardment finishes STOP Will be in contact as situation develops

Pythogria accepts your help. This will be easy with so much of it.

10 Black VS-100 Covenant Helicopters approached the Pythagorian Fleet.

"Allied Fleet, Allied Fleet, this is Valsgard Xenos Alpha requesting approach vector."

General Goplis was gald to hear that he was accepted into the fleet.

"Good. I can keep this fleet off the charts for about two days then it'll be sent in to the higher-ups. Right now in KooleKoggle the Air Battalion isn't in the best of shape it's ever been in, but by no means is it small. It consists of nearly 1/5 of all of the military forces. There are at least a least about 500 stealth bombers that are ready to fly at any moment. Other than that, the only ones kept constant are reconassaince. But with the decalaration of war, I give a day and a half before it's at full power again. As for the navy, this fleet isn't much use. It can bombard from here, but we have a great navy. With a base undetectable on radar about a mile from shore built into the sea bottom. Before me, the most brilliant engineering mastermind ever was general. Hw has built some truly awesome structures. This base is one of them. It is nearly 27 feet thick of steel reinforced concrete. A direct blow from a nuke would destroy a lot of concrete, but that base won't even be hardly touched."

10 Black VS-100 Covenant Helicopters approached the Pythagorian Fleet.

"Allied Fleet, Allied Fleet, this is Valsgard Xenos Alpha requesting approach vector."

"Approach vector transmitted, you are clear for landing."

OFFICIAL TELEX

FROM: Bliek

TO: Kohl

ORDERS: Directive Alpha: Assassinate Furale.
Adjunct Directive: Assist Allied Fleet in Pacification of KooleKogglian Army

General Goplis was gald to hear that he was accepted into the fleet.

"Good. I can keep this fleet off the charts for about two days then it'll be sent in to the higher-ups. Right now in KooleKoggle the Air Battalion isn't in the best of shape it's ever been in, but by no means is it small. It consists of nearly 1/5 of all of the military forces. There are at least a least about 500 stealth bombers that are ready to fly at any moment. Other than that, the only ones kept constant are reconassaince. But with the decalaration of war, I give a day and a half before it's at full power again. As for the navy, this fleet isn't much use. It can bombard from here, but we have a great navy. With a base undetectable on radar about a mile from shore built into the sea bottom. Before me, the most brilliant engineering mastermind ever was general. Hw has built some truly awesome structures. This base is one of them. It is nearly 27 feet thick of steel reinforced concrete. A direct blow from a nuke would destroy a lot of concrete, but that base won't even be hardly touched."


"Hmm... Tough defense you have there. As for that base... I think we have a use for that rod... do you have coordinates? But our Terrabytes could handle most of whats thrown at us, and the navy shouldn't really be all that tough. We could use the four fuel Air Bombs I have on this ship."

"tell us the locations of the air base so we can hit them before they can get up to streghth. if we can take out the runways the planes are useless."

" Do not worry about the Stealth bombers. Remeber there made for Stealth runs. Our faster planes should make mince meat out of them. We must make a run for the captiel at all costs. Since we have more men I can throw them at the shore. We can afford the looses. But they cannot." said Yuri over the radio.

The ten helicopters landed, and out poured two hundred Valsgard Inquisitors, their black BDU-64 Sampson battlesuits dull and flat against the clear blue sky. One stepped forward.

"I am Lord Kohl, Commander of this Xenos Inquisition. My men are at the service of the fleet. Take me to the command ship. I must discuss matters with your commander."

OOC: These guys are the elite gestapo/paramilitary force/guerilla units of the Valsgardian Empire. They answer only to the Emperor himself through the Lord High Inquisitor, and essentially....are...well...killing machines. That's all they know how to do. kill, and pray.

" Do not worry about the Stealth bombers. Remeber there made for Stealth runs. Our faster planes should make mince meat out of them. We must make a run for the captiel at all costs. Since we have more men I can throw them at the shore. We can afford the looses. But they cannot." said Yuri over the radio.

"Aye, Terrabytes are fast enough for a job like that as well. But a run for the capital sounds very good. Bombard the shore, get air superiority, and make a run. Any objections, anyone?"

((OOC: No I don't have a map, but it's like Ukraine, but where the sea is on the south, it is the Ocean. And on the coast is a big mountain Range. The capitol is where Vinnytsya is))

"Hell that sounds like a good plan but where should we land?"

The ten helicopters landed, and out poured two hundred Valsgard Inquisitors, their black BDU-64 Sampson battlesuits dull and flat against the clear blue sky. One stepped forward.

"I am Lord Kohl, Commander of this Xenos Inquisition. My men are at the service of the fleet. Take me to the command ship. I must discuss matters with your commander."

OOC: These guys are the elite gestapo/paramilitary force/guerilla units of the Valsgardian Empire. They answer only to the Emperor himself through the Lord High Inquisitor, and essentially....are...well...killing machines. That's all they know how to do. kill, and pray.

"Right this way." the sailor told Kohl. "Follow me."

He used a crane to drop a boat int othe water, and everyone loaded in. The whole group sped to the flagship, and yey another party joined Admiral/General Lok'Ton.

"If you have any aerial transports that can fly under the radar, my men can clear some landing beaches pretty quickly"

"Hell that sounds like a good plan but where should we land?"

"Well, I'd say at a larger city. General Goplis, where do you suggest we land?"

"If you have any aerial transports that can fly under the radar, my men can clear some landing beaches pretty quickly"

"We have some. Carryalls."

"where ever we land, I insist that my men be first in. We have heavier armor and extensive shock troop training. We'll clear the area so you can ferry more troops in. Then we can regroup and spearhead towards the capitol"

" Also where is this seabunker? How deep is it? I think we can get the aratagon to drill threw the rocks from the sea and right into the base. They'd never know what hit them. They would be drinking sea water by the time they noticed"

"where ever we land, I insist that my men be first in. We have heavier armor and extensive shock troop training. We'll clear the area so you can ferry more troops in. Then we can regroup and spearhead towards the capitol"

"Very well, your men will land first."

Goplis was listening to the plans, listening for anything that there was glitches in. Afterwards, he had a few things to say.

"I agree that the air superiority is a good idea. There are ten official military runways in the country. But I'm sure they will use civilian ones too and I've heard of secret bases that the man before me made too. I'm not sure they exist, but our contry's not one for rumors. As for the Land assult, I'd wait until I have V9 make the first strike. They're requesting them in the cities where most all of the offensive should be. Once they strike, cunfusion will begin to entail and a breakdown from the inside will occur. That's when to invade. A run for the capitol isn't all that easy either. Air defenses are set up all the country side in heavy bunkers built by...Well you can probably guess by now."

"Once the Inquisition is in-country, each Inquisitor is fully capable of funtioning on his own. Any troublesome military commanders or air-base operators can be quietly (or loudly) removed. The Chaos from the V9 strike should provide Ideal cover for the Inquisitors to strike their targets"

Occ my naval commander isJohn Orthoso and my land commander is Genral Dale " deathbringer" Smith.

"I think we should send my troops in next becasue the have been trained in beach assults and have in a war game, taken a heavly fortified beech that was manned by a force 10 times greater and on a cliff.

Goplis was listening to the plans, listening for anything that there was glitches in. Afterwards, he had a few things to say.

"I agree that the air superiority is a good idea. There are ten official military runways in the country. But I'm sure they will use civilian ones too and I've heard of secret bases that the man before me made too. I'm not sure they exist, but our contry's not one for rumors. As for the Land assult, I'd wait until I have V9 make the first strike. They're requesting them in the cities where most all of the offensive should be. Once they strike, cunfusion will begin to entail and a breakdown from the inside will occur. That's when to invade. A run for the capitol isn't all that easy either. Air defenses are set up all the country side in heavy bunkers built by...Well you can probably guess by now."

"Yes, V9 would make a great first strike tool. V9, then the Valsgardian troops immediately afterwards. So then... perhaps we could assasinate the corrupt government? If we can't do that, we'll just need to take casualties."l

"Sounds like a sound doctrine"

"Ok, everyone, we basically invade with V9, charge in, and systematically take the place over. Objections?"

"Landing will be easy after, the attack commences. Just land at the base I'm stationed at. You will have clearance. Watch out though, because I'm sure there will be resistance. Just not very much. Once we start heading to the captiol though, we will meet much heavier resistance. The V9 corps will be the main obsacle. Everyone that actually finishes training at V9, which isn't very many, are killing machines. Most of them die in training. It is complete hell. It's the toughest training in the nation."

" WE still need to get to the bunker. I still say the Artagon go in and drill in from the sea and wreck the place a new asshole." said Yuri.

"Landing will be easy after, the attack commences. Just land at the base I'm stationed at. You will have clearance. Watch out though, because I'm sure there will be resistance. Just not very much. Once we start heading to the captiol though, we will meet much heavier resistance. The V9 corps will be the main obsacle. Everyone that actually finishes training at V9, which isn't very many, are killing machines. Most of them die in training. It is complete hell. It's the toughest training in the nation."

"Well... no man can take down a tank."

OOC: I'm going to bed. Night

"or a bumper."

OOC: I'm going to bed. Night

OOC: Yup, night.

"That's very true. That bunker is a big main concern right now. It's about 2,000 feet deep. It's massive, there's no way that once you get within five mile of it you won't see. It has the best radar systeming available at the moment along with subsonic and supersonic microphone listening systems. Hopefully, your sub's pretty stealthy and quiet. But for right now, it sounds like we've got a plan on our hands. I'll ship back to the base in a little while and we'll move into the capitol. We'll signal you once the attack starts. Does this sound good?"

Goplis looked around at the men at the table, hoping the discussion is over so that he can get moving. Every second wasted is a few dead men.

"That's very true. That bunker is a big main concern right now. It's about 2,000 feet deep. It's massive, there's no way that once you get within five mile of it you won't see. It has the best radar systeming available at the moment along with subsonic and supersonic microphone listening systems. Hopefully, your sub's pretty stealthy and quiet. But for right now, it sounds like we've got a plan on our hands. I'll ship back to the base in a little while and we'll move into the capitol. We'll signal you once the attack starts. Does this sound good?"

Goplis looked around at the men at the table, hoping the discussion is over so that he can get moving. Every second wasted is a few dead men.

"Sounds good. Let's go."

((OOC: Not meaning to be a party pooper or anything, but I think we'll need to continue this tomorrow. It's 1:00 in the morning where I'm at and I'm getting pretty tired.))

((OOC: Not meaning to be a party pooper or anything, but I think we'll need to continue this tomorrow. It's 1:00 in the morning where I'm at and I'm getting pretty tired.))

OOC: Understood, you need sleep.

Goplis was thoroughly pleased with the outcome of this meeting. As he loaded back into the cruiser, he contemplated every way he could possibly ruinthis smug man that was currently killing people by masses. The crews were loaded back up and everyone was ready to depart. The horn sounded and the carrier was off. Back to the base where all of this planning would soon pay off when a surprise covert attack would commence an allout revoluton and a war.

((OOC: alright then, good night and talk to you guys tomorrow))

occ dude have a red bull and you'll be fine.in fact you'll be better than fine you'll have wings ;)

occ dude have a red bull and you'll be fine.

OOC: Hey, everyone needs sleep. Besides, you do NOT want to know the ingredients of Red Bull.

i know i was joking.

i know i was joking.
*pokes with stick for unfunny joke*

In all seriousness, good night. I need sleep too. It's 12:23 right now...

k

And it is now morning. Continue!

To: Allied Fleet
From: Mediator Maaschain, Head of Moanthan Foreign Affairs
Subject: Pending invasion of Koolekoggle
The heinous acts carried out by the psychotic Nimov are a concern for all
civilized nations. Though Moantha is not millitarily powerful enough to lend
any considerable strength to the invasion force, we would be quite willing to
send supplies (food, medical supplies, whatever information our intelligence
forces can gather) to the fleet, or to insist in any other way we can.

To: Moantha

From: Allied Fleet (Pythogria)

Re: Help

Text:

Pythogria will accept your help with logistics, supplies, and intelligence.

Several Chinook helicopters hovered a short distance away from the fleet. One by one they landed, unloading beef, wheat flour, and large tanks of fresh water onto the various ships in the fleet.

In addition, a small millitary ship, nonetheless bristling with guns, fell into position with the fleet. The commander announced over the radio to the surrounding fleets the following message.

"We are the Moanthan Fighting Corps. In a mostly laid back and relaxed nation such as Moantha, there is need for an outlet for those with a more violent nature. Thus, this MFC was formed. The troops have undergone intense training, and in training alone, are an equivilant to most countries Marines. However, this is our first time facing actual combat conditions. We will help in any way we can."

This was radioed back:

"Very well. You will be able to help in the assualt."

OOC: I say we begin te assualt now. Objections?

OOC: I've brought just about everything I can to this fight.

((OOC: I can probably only post this and a couple of other things then wait until tonight. It's my Grandpa's birthday and we're going to have a big family dinner. Is that alright with you guys?))

All of the troops were beginning to load up. A couple of troop trucks had already left and were halfway to the slums. The last of the supplies and munitions were being loaded. Goplis had already told all of the swuad leaders the plans. They had all agreed and at exactly 10:25, the attack would begin. The last of the convoy was shipping out.

Goplis had informed the people at the compound to keep the fleet quiet for another day. After that, to send it in. He and his troops were going to be the first strike, and hopefully everythig goes as planned, because if not, they'd be alone. Alone and surrounded by enemies. He thought about the commander of the Pythagora fleet said "A man can't take out a tank." No. Not a man. But a couple of V9 corps men, the right weaponry, and they could hold off nearly anything for a while.

Fregal looked out the window. The preparations were starting for tonight's executions. One thing was bothering him though. The troops from V9 had not arrived yet. He was beginning to be annoyed with the apparent lateness of the whole convoy. Right then though the Military advisor came back in.

"What's the status on V9? Are they on their way."

The advisor was pleased that Fregal asked this, because he would finally have some good news for him.

"Yes. They are on their way. The shipment of troops started about an hour ago. Right now, they are close to halway here. I suggest we pull the High Gaurd back ot the palace, and let these people take care of the slums."

Fregal looked at the man inquisitively for a second.

"No such thing will be done. I want full force to be applied to the area. We need every person we can get in there to get these people out."

Fregal didn't reveal his true motiffs though. In actuality, he was very suspicious of this Goplis guy. He had many disagreements with his father, dadn't want to come to the capitol, and he had lost all contact with him for nearly a day. He wanted his military to be there just for safe measures.

The MFC commander radioed a message.

"I've been thinking about this bunker. They've got to have an outside source for food or ammunition. If we cut off that source, they'll eventually have to surrender or starve."

"I suggest we use our Rod of God. They're made to destroy stuff like that."

---Off the Coast---

the fleet waited. As soon as Goplis told them to, they would storm the beaches and take the cities.

((OOC: I can probably only post this and a couple of other things then wait until tonight. It's my Grandpa's birthday and we're going to have a big family dinner. Is that alright with you guys?))

All of the troops were beginning to load up. A couple of troop trucks had already left and were halfway to the slums. The last of the supplies and munitions were being loaded. Goplis had already told all of the swuad leaders the plans. They had all agreed and at exactly 10:25, the attack would begin. The last of the convoy was shipping out.

Goplis had informed the people at the compound to keep the fleet quiet for another day. After that, to send it in. He and his troops were going to be the first strike, and hopefully everythig goes as planned, because if not, they'd be alone. Alone and surrounded by enemies. He thought about the commander of the Pythagora fleet said "A man can't take out a tank." No. Not a man. But a couple of V9 corps men, the right weaponry, and they could hold off nearly anything for a while.


Do they have active camoflauge on their body armor? Exoskeletons that increase their strength 30-fold? The Inquisition should be able to hold its own in a fair fight with V9 (althought I thought you said that YOU could control V9......)

If you can find some way to get the Inquisition inside the palace, we can make quite a noise, maybe even take down a few high-priority targets.

Do they have active camoflauge on their body armor? Exoskeletons that increase their strength 30-fold? The Inquisition should be able to hold its own in a fair fight with V9 (althought I thought you said that YOU could control V9......)

OOC: Um, is this stuff really MT?

OOC: Yeah,m that sounds high-PMT, maybe FT.

The convoy was pulling into the cities and were now beginning to station around the various regions. The attack was ready to begin and all that was being waited for was the magic time for the signal to be called. Goplis looked at his clock. It was 10:24 and almost on cue, a few of the high gaurdsmen came around the corner. They had 5 people hostage and was ready to tell the unit what they are to be doing. Just then the clock struck twenty-five and it started.

Goplis looked at his men, then at the gaurdsmen.

"For our people!"

He turned and shot at the men. His unit followed his command and did the same. Soon all of the Gaurdsmen was dead. It had been utterly unexpected and they didn't even have time to fire back. This was it. It was now starting.

Word was coming in that the iunits around the town had all done their job and were no eliminating foes. Sirens were wailing across the town and confusion broke out. People were running up to the troops wanting guns to fight these people too. The gaurd was on the run and the defenses had all temporarily shutdown as they had no idea what was going on or who to shoot at.

Goplis radiod his compound

"Signal th fleet now. It is time to come."

((OOC: that's it for now, I have to go. talk to you guys later.))

((OOC: The V9 Goplis controls is completely different from the V9 corps. The V9 I control haven't gone through any special training yet, they are just really good soldiers. The V9 corps have already gone through the 2 year training and are under complete control by the government. They only know to kill. it is hardwired into their brain. ow I have to go. see you guys later.))

As soon as the attack started, the MFC ship launched a number of Single-Person Aquatic Transports, carrying the best of the men to shore. Larger, but slower, landing boats followed, each with a machine gun mounted on the front, and each filled with MFC troops.

OOC: Yup, see ya.

IC:

"Attack! Now! We've recieved a signal from General Goplis!"

"Yes sir!"

All of the ships began a massive shore bombardment and aircraft raid. They kept away from the cities.

---Weapons Platform Yazu---

"Ah. NOW we fire at trhat bunker."

"Yes sir."

A Tungsten rod streaked down from space, looking like some intergalactic spear. It struck the bunker with the force of a nuclear warhead, cocentrated in one spot.

The following message ws radioed to the fleet.

"V9 has begun their attack. It is time for us to do the same. Once the shores are clear, land your troops!"

The military advisor rushed into the room. Fregal looked over at te exaspirated man. He could barely talk because he was so out of breath.

"Sir.....We're meeting opposition. The gaurd was fired upon just minutes ago. We've lost contact with 27 of them. We have no idea who has fired the shots but I'm sure with Goplis's V9 in the area, it won't last long. We've beenunable to reach them, but they must be being fired upon too. We've found a couple of V9 bodies. Somewhere, these people got guns. That's the only way. Or maybe those declarations of war were for real. But I don't think that's the case. No ships have been detected off the coast, nor have any aircraft been picked up. I suggest we send out the recon planes and find out what's going on."

Fregal had known that something like this would happen.

"Okay. Send the recon to the coast. See if they see a fleet. Contact the Underwater bunker also. Send in the V9 corps to the slums. Do it now before it gets out of hand."

"But sir, why send the planes out there. Radar hasn't picked anything up, and we need to know who our opposition is in our city. And Iespeccialy don't think we need to send in the corps yet. It'll be under control soon."

Fregal now stood and walked over to the man.

"Listen to me. You do as I say. Get all of our aircraft fueled and their maintanance done now. I want our airforce ready to go by the end of the day. As for the corps, send in two units of 20. That'll be more than enough to stop anything for sure. Now go."

OOC: Your bunker is swiss cheese with that rod coming down.

IC:

"Enemy planes sighted! Orders, sir?"

"Kill them all. Missiles away, and launch our Terrabytes if nesscessary."

"Aye."

Metal Storm missiles streaked fro mthe ships, moving at mach 1.4 at the enemy planes, right out of the range of radar.

The four planes were flying in pattern towards their destination. They had no idea why they were being called out there. Nothin had been spotted out there for months. They started their radio checks

"Alpha here, give your callsigns."

"Bravo here. All radiowaves are clean so far, as they say, Silence is Golden."

"Charlie ready, Camera gear at the ready."

"Delta here, so far radar is clean and nothing sighted."

Alpha: "Good, nearing destination now. Get all systems ready for.....hey. What's that? It's a....Oh shi......"

Bravo: "Alpha. Alpha, do you read me? Are you there? Team go into evasive actions, we are being fired upon. Delta di you pick up anything on that?

Delta: "Yes sir, It was only there for a flash, it looked like a missile. Wait...I think I see a carrier up there. Uh oh, I'm picking up four more missiles."

Charlie: "Photographs are being taken now. We need to get the hell out of there. Bravo radio it in. Let headquaters know...Crap it's coming at me. I'm going into evasive actions.........Holy shit, it clipped me. Right in the wing. I'm going down. The engine's stalling and I'm going down. Oh shit. The eject's not working! That's it! If I'm going I'm taking them with me! I'm going into full nosedive at target!"

Delta: "Dammit Bravo, let's go. We need to get out of here now. Aw shit. A lockon is confirmed for me. I repeat A lockon is confirmed for me. This thing's too old to move away. I'm ejecting. Radio it in and get out of here bravo."

Bravo: "Affirmative. I'm leaving now. HQ, can you read me. HQ can you read me. Targets are confirmed. I'm flying solo here with no radar. The rest of the sqaud is down. I repeat, the rest of the squad is down. There have been missiles launched at us from a high class carrier. It is merely a part of a large...."

Radio silence was all that was left. All of the planes were shot down. One man was slowly parachuting towards the water while he watched as the other plane was going right at the ship. He only hoped that after he touched down, they'd take him in as a POW.

"Well ,that's that."

"Wait sir... one ejected."

"Send a cruiser out, take him as a POW. Don't hurt him."

"Aye."

A cruiser went out to take him prisoner. They took him aboard, and arrested him. They asked him, "Who are you? If you cooperate yo uwill not be hurt."

occ what should i do land my troops or take out the rest of the enemy radar insalations like planned.?

As soon as the first of the MFC reached the beach, they started moving in coordinated manuevers. After confirming that there were no enemies nearby, they began fortifying the position. When the larger transports arrived, they removed the machine guns and placed them around the perimeter they had created, in addition to using the transports themselves as barricades.

The squad leader, who had been among the first to set foot on the shore, disassembled part of his transport, and reassembled it into a radio.

"This is the landing squad," he reported, "We've established a beachhead. We're ready for large landings. No sign of the enemy as of yet."

((OOC: What about the one that went kamikaze? One plane was clipped and decided to go at the ship))

occ what should i do land my troops or take out the rest of the enemy radar insalations like planned.?

Take the radar out, that's your part.

((OOC: What about the one that went kamikaze? One plane was clipped and decided to go at the ship))

OOC: Oh. I'll put it in.

IC:

"Sir! a plane is coming at us!"

"BRACE YOURSELVES!"

The plane slammed into the deck of the Great White cruiser. It wasn't sunk, but it did have a big hole in the deck.

occ got it.

"Red flight you are clear to launch."
"roger that"

"Remember fly low to the water then hit the coastal radar sites. shoot down any enemy planes that get in your way."
"roger that"

Red flight sped toward the coast. they found 10 planes flying patrol.

"shoot 'em down boys."

the flight attacked the 10 planes with everything they had.

"I am First Class Airman Pored Wadlim. I was only sent to recon the area. We were sure we wouldn't find anything, then there was you guys. You just appeared out of the blue. No report of you was ever made by the coatal radar stations, but we were sent out here anyway. But sure enough Fregal was right. How'd you guys sneak in so fast anyway? What are you planning to do?"

He look around at his captors. Hopefully they would keep their end of the bargain and keep him alive. He had valuable information on the wherabouts of the secret airbases. He had always hated KooleKoggle, and hopefully later he would discuss some bargaining about trading information for citizenship in one of their countries.

The second wave of MFC troops hit the shore. They had all come in larger boats, and carried more ammunition and supplies than the first wave. The squad leader of the first wave was on the radio again. "Tell our allies that we've got a solid beachhead, and they can began landing troops at any time."

"I'll pass on the message," answered the radio operator on the other end. Meanwhile, troops were constructing an observation tower. It was a flimsy structure, and would easily be destroyed by any heavy weaponry, and for that reason, there was only one man in it at any time.

OOC: What's the terrain like here?

occ got it.

"Red flight you are clear to launch."
"roger that"

"Remember fly low to the water then hit the coastal radar sites. shoot down any enemy planes that get in your way."
"roger that"

Red flight sped toward the coast. they found 10 planes flying patrol.

"shoot 'em down boys."

the flight attacked the 10 planes with everything they had.

((OOC:First off, there are no planes there. There were only four and they are already shot down. Second off, you won't meet any resistance at first. There will be a military nstallment that Goplis is in control of that will accept you in and supply you.))

"I am First Class Airman Pored Wadlim. I was only sent to recon the area. We were sure we wouldn't find anything, then there was you guys. You just appeared out of the blue. No report of you was ever made by the coatal radar stations, but we were sent out here anyway. But sure enough Fregal was right. How'd you guys sneak in so fast anyway? What are you planning to do?"

He look around at his captors. Hopefully they would keep their end of the bargain and keep him alive. He had valuable information on the wherabouts of the secret airbases. He had always hated KooleKoggle, and hopefully later he would discuss some bargaining about trading information for citizenship in one of their countries.

The soldiers nodded to each other. "Do you have any information on KooleKoggle?" the lead soldier thought, perhaps this guy could be accepted too...

sorry bout that.

"Sir we are getting a message from an air base. genral Goplis says we are to land and get supplies."

"ok land."

President Holtz unhappily read the report stating that KooleKoggle was killing its own people. On of his friends had just committed suicide, he was not going to let people kill themselves or be killed when they did nothing. Congress had already declared war, so Holtz ordered 25 B-2s to bombard military positions throughout KooleKoggle.

OOC: A girl at my school actually did kill herself.

The second wave of MFC troops hit the shore. They had all come in larger boats, and carried more ammunition and supplies than the first wave. The squad leader of the first wave was on the radio again. "Tell our allies that we've got a solid beachhead, and they can began landing troops at any time."

"I'll pass on the message," answered the radio operator on the other end. Meanwhile, troops were constructing an observation tower. It was a flimsy structure, and would easily be destroyed by any heavy weaponry, and for that reason, there was only one man in it at any time.

OOC: What's the terrain like here?

((OOC: Like I told 1010102, these people on the beach are freindlies. They are under Goplis' control. The terrain is very mountainy. A mountain Range stretches across the entire southern border. But a Military Compound takes up most of the mountains where you are landing.))

President Holtz unhappily read the report stating that KooleKoggle was killing its own people. On of his friends had just committed suicide, he was not going to let people kill themselves or be killed when they did nothing. Congress had already declared war, so Holtz ordered 25 B-2s to bombard military positions throughout KooleKoggle.

OOC: A girl at my school actually did kill herself.

OOC: Oh my... killed herself?

OOC: Oh my... killed herself?
Yeah. She killed herself.

((OOC: man, this is one eventful weekend, now my friend and I are going fishing for a little while. I'll probably be back on in an hour of two. That is unless my mom gets on the computor before I'm back. Talk to you guys then.))

OOC: Right. Got it.

"All right men," said the squad leader. "Let's move out. Mountain combat parameters. We're supposed to be meeting up with friendlies, but let's not take any chances. I doubt you men want any nasty surprises any more than I do. Let's move!"

Leaving a few men to hold the beachhead, the troops headed into the mountains.

OOC: sorry some of us have to sleep and other stuff can some one get me up to speed?

just read all the post since your last post.

"Sir, I believe it is now time." the First Mate told the Admiral.

"Yes... yes, it is. Land."

"Aye."

The Goliath Maritime Positioning Ships headed for the shore, escorted by eight cruisers. They would soon land their cargo, which included tanks.

OOC: sorry some of us have to sleep and other stuff can some one get me up to speed?

OOC: The assault has began. I've established a beachhead, and my men are moving foward to rendevous with Goplis. 1010102 is attacking radar positions. Pythorgia's doing... something. I'm not quite clear what, but he has a POW.

OOC: The assault has began. I've established a beachhead, and my men are moving foward to rendevous with Goplis. 1010102 is attacking radar positions. Pythorgia's doing... something. I'm not quite clear what, but he has a POW.

OOC: I've begun landing, and I'm questioning a POW. Not violently.

25 bat-like jets rocketed through the sky, each carrying 25 bombs. "500 miles to nav-point, everyone please state your status." the group commander spoke into his mouthpiece. Everyone replied, "Good."

Hours later, the jets arrived at the nation.

OOC: Sorry the RPs are so short, I need to catch up with what's happened being that I've been gone for 4 days.

OOC: I've begun landing, and I'm questioning a POW. Not violently.

OOC: Ah. Feel free to use my beachhead, just for convience's sake.

OOC: Ah. Feel free to use my beachhead, just for convience's sake.

OOC: That's what I'm doing.

"Nav-point reached. Bombs away!" the group commander exclaimed. 5 bombs dropped from the sky and hit an enemy bunker on the beach.

OOC: well exuse me i got to send a Task force there what side should i attack?

ZAFT force were put on condition Red a Task force with 4 carrier groups was sent from a near by fortress should take 48 hours for them to get there

Waltfeld: hmmm so they started the fun without us how rude oh well

"Sir, Holy Paradise has begun bombing KooleKoggle!"

"The beach?"

"Yes."

"OUR beach?"

"No. They appear to be cearing for their own assualt."

"Well, that helps. Tell 'em we'll help."

"Aye."

Holy Paradise:

"Thank you for the help. We must warn you hat General Goplis, part of V9, KooleKoggle Special Forces, is on our side."

"Sir, Holy Paradise has begun bombing KooleKoggle!"

"The beach?"

"Yes."

"OUR beach?"

"No. They appear to be cearing for their own assualt."

"Well, that helps. Tell 'em we'll help."

"Aye."

Holy Paradise:

"Thank you for the help. We must warn you hat General Goplis, part of V9, KooleKoggle Special Forces, is on our side."

Official Statement of President John Holtz of Holy Paradise:
"Thank you for that information. Goplis's forces shall not be harmed."

ZAFT pilots were quickly being briefed on whats going on

Officer: listen up other nations have begon the invasion we will be in operations range tomorrow morning we will hit command and control building as well as the eastern beach which is were the gound forces will land we will load the bombers with bunker busters and other heavy bombs the fighters will have rockets as soon as the battle ships are in range they will start to attack

The Go9liaths had landed. Tanks poured out onto the beach, followed by many other vehicles. The force began to organize for an assualt.

Official Statement of President John Holtz of Holy Paradise:
"Thank you for that information. Goplis's forces shall not be harmed."

Well then, on with the attack! But the part of V9 still government loyal is going to be tough.

Well then, on with the attack! But the part of V9 still government loyal is going to be tough.
Official Statement of President John Holtz of Holy Paradise:
"Forces are being readied as you read this TG."

Official Statement of President John Holtz of Holy Paradise:
"Forces are being readied as you read this TG."

Very good then. Onward!

The senior officer in the hastily run-up fortifications greated the Pythorgian forces. "Welcome to KooleKoggle," he said. "I'm afraid that most of our boys have already headed up into the mountains to meet up with Goplis. You'll probably rendezvous there."

To:all invading forces
From: PLANT Supreme Council of Spit Break

gentelmen if you have not noticed already my nation has a task force on its way to help the invasion please treat my force with respect as we totally own this guy

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The senior officer in the hastily run-up fortifications greated the Pythorgian forces. "Welcome to KooleKoggle," he said. "I'm afraid that most of our boys have already headed up into the mountains to meet up with Goplis. You'll probably rendezvous there."

The captain replied, "OK. Let's go!"

He radioed to all the ground troops, "Onward! To the mountains! We'll rendezvous with General Goplis there."

Tank's engine's roared, and the convoy began.

To:all invading forces
From: PLANT Supreme Council of Spit Break

gentelmen if you have not noticed already my nation has a task force on its way to help the invasion please treat my force with respect as we totally own this guy

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We shall do so.

Soon, the entire enemy bunker was in ruins. "Mission accomplished, General." the commander radioed back to Holy Paradise. Soon, a large fleet including many transport ships was on its way to KooleKoggle.

OOC: Force numbers not given due to the fact I want to surprise the enemy with my number of men, which I will say is large.

the Fleet was making full speed hoping to get some fun as the pilots got there craft ready

The MFC arrived at a massive military installation in the mountains. As most of his men remained hidden in the woods, the squad leader walked out, holding a pole with the Moanthan flag on the end.

"Let's hope Goplis isn't playing us," he muttered under his breath.

*on the Bridge of the Carrier Vesalius*

Captain Fredrik Ades: one challange after another will the council every give us a break

Commander Rau Le Creuset: what a cold man you have become Ades what happend to the man i knew who did every thing to help his country?

Ades: wha...wha.. Commader!

Rau: oh at ease we got work ahead of us

KooleKoggle, in the interests of peace, this is your last warning. If you do not cease this slaughter, and abdicate power immediately, you're country will be conquered.

this is a message from the government of spit break surrender now and we might show you murcy

---secret---

Stop those warnings! We don't want them to know we're here!

---secret---

Stop those warnings! We don't want them to know we're here!

---Also secret---

Yes, but they know an invasion was threatened. I don't think anyone's told them we've landed yet.

---Also secret---

Yes, but they know an invasion was threatened. I don't think anyone's told them we've landed yet.

---secret again---

Ah. Continue.

finally dawn came the fleet was within attack range with the fighters and bombers

CIC: all ships condition red issued! condition red issued! Pilots stand by your respective craft!

the pilots scrambled to there planes as they were being put into position to be loaded onto one of the 6 catapults

---very secret indeed---

Should I send a false ultimatum to make him think he has more time than he does?

---very secret indeed---

Should I send a false ultimatum to make him think he has more time than he does?

---T3h 00ber 53cret---

Yes, do so.

--Extremly high secret Level 13 security clearence--

good idea but dont make it so easy

---The Ultimate Secret of Ultimate Destiny---

How about immediate cessation of the slaughter, and if he doesn't abdicate within twenty-four hours, we attacK?

---More secret than Project Manhattan---

Make that six hours.

--Infinate Secret Chairmans eyes only--

24 hours sounds good i can watch 24 ep's of 24 and wait for my fleet to get in range


OOC: lol

---So Secret Anyone Within Seven Degrees of Seperation of Anyone Who Suspects That This Level Of Secrecy Might Exist Must Be Incinerated and Deleted From All Public Records---

Agreed. Six hours. Wait, NS hours or real hours?

---So Secret Anyone Within Seven Degrees of Seperation of Anyone Who Suspects That This Level Of Secrecy Might Exist Must Be Incinerated and Deleted From All Public Records---

Agreed. Six hours. Wait, NS hours or real hours?

---I don't know how secret this is---

Ten real hours.

--More secret Then Operation Spit Break--

ok what till then? polish are guns and other weapons?

--More secret Then Operation Spit Break--

ok what till then? polish are guns and other weapons?

---*007 look* AWESOME secret---

Yeah, and form attack plans.

Attention, KooleKoggle. As of the posting of this message, if you do
not immediately stop the slaughters, and if you do not abdicate power within
ten hours (OOC: Real hours) Allied Forces will land troops, and will forcibly
remove you from power. This is your final warning.

--More secret Then Operation Spit Break--

ok what till then? polish are guns and other weapons?

---So Secret That Even the Fact That It Is Secret is More Secret Than Batman's Secret Identity, and the Secret Ingredient in Secret Sauce---

No, no, no, it's a false ultimatum. We can attack whenever we like. This is just

From: Supreme Council
To: are allies

it is time we plan are next move i suggest we get together to plan may i suggest my military Command HQ of ZJOH-G (ZAFT Joint Operations Headquarters Gibralter)


-- end Secret that we dont know how big it is--

Agreed. (OOC: We've got to wait for KooleKoggle to get back anyways.)

OOC: ya so buys him time so just send a ship or aircraft to Gibralter

OOC: ya so buys him time so just send a ship or aircraft to Gibralter

OOC: Done.

IC:

The Imperion, the Pythogrian Supreme General's personal aircraft, was en route. It would land soon.

OOC: You can RP the landing.

OOC: ya so buys him time so just send a ship or aircraft to Gibralter

As the armored transport helicopter approached Gibraltar, General Greyson watched stared at the base. He wished Moantha had more of a millitary budget, but then, his place was not to make policy, but to carry it out to the best of his abilities.

For which reason, he was here.

CIC: this is Gibralter control Pythogrian Craft your clear to land on run way 3

Pilot: roger

CIC: Spear head fights break off and land behind him

the plane lands ZAFT troops flank the Door in two lines as a Officer stood at the end of those lines as the door to the plane opened

at the heli pad soldiers waited

OOC: there you go

Two bodyguards, each six foot five, stepped out, followed by the Supreme General himself. "Hello." he said. "So, where is the confrence?"

As the helicopter landed, General Greyson stepped out. He looked around, almost wistfully, still thinking about what he could do with a larger millitary budget. He shook his head, and concentrated at the affair at hand. He looked about for someone to direct him to the meeting room.

Officer: Supreme General this way sir

*at the heli pad*

Officer: General Greyson follow me ill take you to the room

General Greyson nodded and followed the officer to the room. A proper military, he thought, The MFC is the closest to one that Moantha's got. I wonder...

Ooc: Sorry about all Greyson's obsession here, but I'm setting the stage for a millitary coup that may or may not eventually happen in Moantha. Forshadowing is fun.

the officers escorted both men into the under ground base and up to the connference room tey opened the door to the room

Officer: in there sir........Sir i've brought the two of them here

Gilbert: ah thank you soldier your dismissed

Officer: SIR!

General Greyson looked around. "Are we the only ones that are coming?" He asked, "I've yet to see anyone from 1010102 or Zackaroth. And the Inquisitors have been quiet for a while, despite their promises to make noise."

Gilbert: we haven't heard any thing from them yet but we can begin may i introduce Patrick Zala Chairman of the National defence commity

Patrick: good day gentelmen

"I'm General Zachary Greyson, the highest ranking officer in the Moanthan Millitary." He laughed bitterly. "Such as it is."

Patrick: its good to meet you well hope fully this wont take to long if you dont know your way around this base its almost impossible to find the bathroom

"Well, I'm pretty much the highest ranking in my country, but we're here to discuss attack plans, so, suggestions?"

"I've been thinking," said Greyson, "How much popular support does Nimov have? Goplis turned on him. Willl any of the rest of his millitary? If his men are shooting at him instead of us, that will make the job a hell of a lot easier, if you'll pardon my language.

Patrick: currently are forces are moving in on the east coast we will be invading there while bombing command and control targets

"OK, so I'm moving in from the south. Holy Paradise is moving in from the north. And spit break is moving in from the east, not ot mention Goplis from the inside. The government has no idea we're there, and we are only trying to minimize casualties now. I say we just assualt every resistance in our path, and try to avoid casualties. Once the capital is in reach, we'll attack it from all sides. Sound good?"

General Greyson smiled. "Unless you can think of someone who'll attack from the west, that sounds like a plan. We'll have to hit them fast though. Once they know we're here, they'll start mounting a defense."

"Perhaps Zackaroth would attack from the west? But perhaps we should just start a synchronized, all out ambush on all factories, airbases, ports, and launch facilities? Do it all at once, knock it all out, then pierce through the country from most sides. You'll be covered from orbit. I have sattelites I can bombard the place with."

Patrick pulls out a map

Patrick: thats easy but there force's might try to regroup in the west so we should bomb the bridges roads and other targets that would slow them down in the west the capital will be easy to take over just blockade it like the Soviets did to Berlin in WW II

Greyson spread his hands. "I'm afraid that I only have a small number of men. We can hit them hard, we're well trained, but we cannot hit in many places. If I had more men to commit, I would, but as things are..."

"Don't worry. My army is huge. I can bring in Stargazers to bomb the bridges, and we'll let your forces hit the radar stations around the road to the capital."

Patrick: small budget eh? once we get far enough are force's will link up and numbers wont be a problem

"Tiny. If they weren't so scared about what all us people with violent tempermants would do if they didn't give us a direction, it would be less." There was more scorn than ever in Greyson's voice. "But it's agreed. We drive for the capital. We trash anyone that gets in our way, and anything that looks like a millitary building. Let's see how the bastards like it when they're shooting at someone who can shoot back."

"Indeed. Set up the ambushes now. We will strike tommorow."

Patrick: my nations primary target for the first day of the invasion is this military port if we can take it intact we can get supplies in

"Indeed. Set up the ambushes now. We will strike tommorow."

Greyson nodded, and then spoke to the supreme general in an undertone. "If I could have a word with you?"

Greyson nodded, and then spoke to the supreme general in an undertone. "If I could have a word with you?"

"Yes."

Patrick: well that covers every thing i think

I wish to pull my forces out so because i need to keep my cost down to i can build that iceberg carrier.

I wish to pull my forces out so because i need to keep my cost down to i can build that iceberg carrier.

Very well. We do warn you-- that carrier will not work.

"Yes."

"You and I seem to work well together. And I daresay you'll have a better idea of what's going on in your countries politics than I do. But I need to know. Can you promise me that what I ask you next won't go beyond you?"

"You and I seem to work well together. And I daresay you'll have a better idea of what's going on in your countries politics than I do. But I need to know. Can you promise me that what I ask you next won't go beyond you?"

"Well, yes then. What is it?"

"Well, yes then. What is it?"

"If, hypothetically speaking, a man were to decide that he knew better what was good for Moantha than the fools that are politicians, and if he had the army on his side, would your country support him? Hypothetically speaking."

"If, hypothetically speaking, a man were to decide that he knew better what was good for Moantha than the fools that are politicians, and if he had the army on his side, would your country support him? Hypothetically speaking."

"Well... it depends. If he was going to insert some oppresive communist dictatorship, we'd support the government. If he was trying to make the country better, we'd be with him. All the way. It all depends upon whether the cost is worth it and if the people will be happy afterwards."

"Well... it depends. If he was going to insert some oppresive communist dictatorship, we'd support the government. If he was trying to make the country better, we'd be with him. All the way. It all depends upon whether the cost is worth it and if the people will be happy afterwards."


"The people would be happy. They would finally be able to stand tall among nations. By the gods, they'd finally be able to defend themselves."

a officer comes in and privatly talks with the Chairman and the NDC chair

Officer: sir a task forces is in range to begin the attack with air craft what shall i tell them

Gilbert: hold off on the attack till tomorrow that way the fleet is closer

Patrick: yes have the fleet continue intel. does say that this is a large but lightly defended port

Officer: that reminds me sir *hands the two papers* intel. on there troo movments

"The people would be happy. They would finally be able to stand tall among nations. By the gods, they'd finally be able to defend themselves."

"Don't tell me you're actually planning to do this. What are you trying to initiate? What are you trying to remove?"

Gilbert: excuse me gentalmen but could you join us up in the command centre?

"Don't tell me you're actually planning to do this. What are you trying to initiate? What are you trying to remove?"

"I am trying to remove the doddering fools who think that there's no need for a millitary. There will be no more blood spilled than is absolutely necessary. I doubt that that will be much. The Moanthan Fighting Corps will follow me. I imagine most of the police will. Those that don't will at least realize that they cannot hope to win. The only danger is if an outside force comes to the present regime's aid. That's why I've come to you. If Moantha is to stand tall among the nations of the world, it must have strong allies to stand shoulder to shoulder with."

Gilbert: excuse me gentalmen but could you join us up in the command centre?

The General was a bit startled. "Erm, oh, um, yes." he followed Gilbert.

Not quite satisfied, but willing to concentrate on the issues at hand, Greyson followed.

"I am trying to remove the doddering fools who think that there's no need for a millitary. There will be no more blood spilled than is absolutely necessary. I doubt that that will be much. The Moanthan Fighting Corps will follow me. I imagine most of the police will. Those that don't will at least realize that they cannot hope to win. The only danger is if an outside force comes to the present regime's aid. That's why I've come to you. If Moantha is to stand tall among the nations of the world, it must have strong allies to stand shoulder to shoulder with."

While walking up the stairs, he whispered to the Moanthan delegate. "You know... I think I'll support you. However, just don't go overboard with the military thing. Our military is almost as big as it can get without killing our economy. So, when is this planned?"

Gilbert showed them to the top level of the two floor command centre on the far wall were large monitors on the lower level were rows of computer with people at them as pictures of troop movments flashed on the screen

Gilbert: as you can see we have been following there troop movments

"It will have to be after this situation is resolved, and the MFC returns home. Unless something unforseen happens to the men out there, and we have to spend time rebuilding our strength, we will strike at once. The elections are in a short time. They'll be changing leaders anyways."

Gilbert showed them to the top level of the two floor command centre on the far wall were large monitors on the lower level were rows of computer with people at them as pictures of troop movments flashed on the screen

Gilbert: as you can see we have been following there troop movments

"Wow. This is as good as our Supreme Command Center at home."

"It will have to be after this situation is resolved, and the MFC returns home. Unless something unforseen happens to the men out there, and we have to spend time rebuilding our strength, we will strike at once. The elections are in a short time. They'll be changing leaders anyways."

"Well then, we'll do so. And really, our infantry corps outnumbers your military in total. No time needs t obe wasted."

"Wow. This is as good as our Supreme Command Center at home."

Greyson's eyes looked over the machines. Though he kept his face straight he felt admiration, and not a little envy. Soon, he thought. Outloud he said, "My men can be in position shortly. If you'll excuse me."

He began speaking into a radio.

"Well then, we'll do so. And really, our infantry corps outnumbers your military in total. No time needs t obe wasted."

"True. And the next class graduates the MFC camps in a few month's time. Very well then. As soon as this situation is taken care of."

Patrick: thank you its the best a $345 Billion dollor military Budget can get us from here we can track even a single pine needle

he leens over the edge

Patrick: can some one pull up the 3 target location

CIC: yes sir

Patrick: these are are target landing zones *the pictures zoom out and area's highlight in red* the area's in red are there troops as you can see not that many in are area's there mostly around the capital and the west

Patrick: thank you its the best a $345 Billion dollor military Budget can get us from here we can track even a single pine needle

he leens over the edge

Patrick: can some one pull up the 3 target location

CIC: yes sir

Patrick: these are are target landing zones *the pictures zoom out and area's highlight in red* the area's in red are there troops as you can see not that many in are area's there mostly around the capital and the west

"Well then, bomb the bridges and surround the capital. Should end soon."

"Well then, bomb the bridges and surround the capital. Should end soon."

"Are we ready to commence then?"

OOC: We should probably wait till KooleKoggle can respond to our attacks...

Patrick: of course

OOC: ya were is he any way?

Patrick: of course

OOC: ya were is he any way?

OOC: He went fishing.

Patrick: of course

OOC: ya were is he any way?

OOC:Let's wait until he posts to attack. To be fair.

OOC:Let's wait until he posts to attack. To be fair.

OOC: Plus he's half on our side...

OOC: Plus he's half on our side...

OOC: Exactly.

OOC: fishing? for what mobby dick?

OOC: fishing? for what mobby dick?

OOC: Maybe he fell in. Chortle.

OOC: lol maybe

OOC: *begins fishing for Koole*

OOC: *Vosgulov-class submarine starts searching the ocean*

All right. I'm heading for bed. Keep fishing.

OOC: nothing but tuna good night

((OOC: Sorry guys. I took along time to get back. I told there was a poosibility that my mom would get on the computer and sure enough, she did. And no, I was not fishing for Moby Dick. We went Bass fishing in our little farm pond. But man, this thing grew a lot! 16 pages. Jeez. Well I'm back now.))

["Alpha here, give your callsigns."

"Bravo here. All radiowaves are clean so far, as they say, Silence is Golden."

"Charlie ready, Camera gear at the ready."

"Delta here, so far radar is clean and nothing sighted."

Alpha: "Good, nearing destination now. Get all systems ready for.....hey. What's that? It's a....Oh shi......"

Bravo: "Alpha. Alpha, do you read me? Are you there? Team go into evasive actions, we are being fired upon. Delta di you pick up anything on that?

Delta: "Yes sir, It was only there for a flash, it looked like a missile. Wait...I think I see a carrier up there. Uh oh, I'm picking up four more missiles."

Charlie: "Photographs are being taken now. We need to get the hell out of there. Bravo radio it in. Let headquaters know...Crap it's coming at me. I'm going into evasive actions.........Holy shit, it clipped me. Right in the wing. I'm going down. The engine's stalling and I'm going down. Oh shit. The eject's not working! That's it! If I'm going I'm taking them with me! I'm going into full nosedive at target!"

Delta: "Dammit Bravo, let's go. We need to get out of here now. Aw shit. A lockon is confirmed for me. I repeat A lockon is confirmed for me. This thing's too old to move away. I'm ejecting. Radio it in and get out of here bravo."

Bravo: "Affirmative. I'm leaving now. HQ, can you read me. HQ can you read me. Targets are confirmed. I'm flying solo here with no radar. The rest of the sqaud is down. I repeat, the rest of the squad is down. There have been missiles launched at us from a high class carrier. It is merely a part of a large...."]

The tape player on the table was shut off. The military advisor looked up at Fregal, expecing him to be surprised or angry. But it was neither.

"Sir this was the radio converstaion of the recon planes we sent out. After this, there's nothing. There's a fleet out there. Possibly it's moved in by now. I suggest we send as many corps people we can to the mountain military compound."

Fregal go up and moved around the room a little bit. Then he sat back down in his chair.

"No, I suggest we station corps people in the cities all of the way to the capitol. Do not kick out the civilians. As long as they're there, we have a safety net since they can't carpetbomb the towns. Also, Get the Secret Air bases up and running. Get all of the planes in our other bases in their underground hangars. If the bases are bombed, we will at least still have all of our planes. Find the location of Goplis and begin an allout assult on whatever sort of stronghold he has set up inside of the city. I want him dead."

The advisor looked confused.

"But sir, he is one of our military men, why are we attacking him?

"Don't you get it. We got no word of the fleet because he kept it silent. We lost contact with him because he was establishing contact with them. Now I want all of this done ASAP. And keep as low profile as possible. I'm sure we're under surveilance right now. Now get to it."

---Outside Secret Military Base, KooleKoggle, Midnight---

"Are you ready?" the captain radioed to the troops.

A lot of "Yes" messages were radioed back.

"Let's go then. For the good of KooleKoogle and the glory of the Empire!"

Tanks, infantrym, ad APCs charged fro mthe forest, and began to destroy the base. The same thing was happening all over the area of the nation Pythogria was in.

---Secret---

Allies, begin your ambushes on enemy bases!

Pored Wadlim looked around in the room he was in. The at the gaurd gaurding him.

"Hey, can I talk to the guy in charge again. I need to tell him some things. He got called to some meeting before I could tell him. Well...Are you going?"

He was getting frustrated with the silence of the gaurd, but he knew he would go get the head guy pretty soon. Until then, he just thought about the Recon route he'd been sent on that got him into this mess. He volunteered though. It was supposed to be a simple recon of an empty region of the ocean. But instead, there was this. There were armies upon armies here. All beginning an attack. He never would've though it possible.

The guard radioed the Admiral. "The prisoner has informatio nto share with you." he told him. "Bring him here" was the response.

"Very well. Follow me." he opened the door, and two guards came behind Wadlim.

Opening the door to the Admiral's Quarters, he told Admiral Lok'Ton, "Here he is sir."

"Ah. Sit down. What is it you wish to tell me?" the Admiral asked.

"Well, I have some pretty secret information of all of the sectret airbases in KooleKoggle. There's 5 of them and they're massive. Sometimes I wonder how we even pay for all of this stuff. The military is the highest priority on the tax scale. And the economy is massive. But man all of our secret bases are huge. And they're secret. That takes a lot more funding. But anyway, I was kind of hoping for an exchange though. Give me a better life and I will tell you all that I know."

He was very confident he would accept the deal. All he wante was a better home and a good job, and he would tell him everything. To him it seemed like a very fair trade. He was going to wait to see if he would even make a deal though before saying anything. About the trade or the intel.

"Well, I have some pretty secret information of all of the sectret airbases in KooleKoggle. There's 5 of them and they're massive. Sometimes I wonder how we even pay for all of this stuff. The military is the highest priority on the tax scale. And the economy is massive. But man all of our secret bases are huge. And they're secret. That takes a lot more funding. But anyway, I was kind of hoping for an exchange though. Give me a better life and I will tell you all that I know."

He was very confident he would accept the deal. All he wante was a better home and a good job, and he would tell him everything. To him it seemed like a very fair trade. He was going to wait to see if he would even make a deal though before saying anything. About the trade or the intel.

"Hmm... tell you what. Tell us everything you know, and we wil lgladly allow you to be a Pythogrian citizen with full immunity to all charges related to this war. We'll give you a home."

"Hmm... tell you what. Tell us everything you know, and we wil lgladly allow you to be a Pythogrian citizen with full immunity to all charges related to this war. We'll give you a home."

He smiled. It was perfect. He'd finally bea ble to get away from KooleKoggle. He'd be a free man with a decent life. Now he only neede to keep his end of the bargain up.

"Okay. I can show you everything if you have a map of KooleKoggle or something I can draw it on. Also, I'm telling you that the only way to possibly stop the air defenses of KooleKoggle are to take out these bases. nearly 70% of all of the Air Force dealings take place in these bases. I can also tell you that we managed to radio back to headquarters before we were all shot down. They know that there is an invasion force here. I don't think we radioed back anything concerning troop strength, nations involved, or any other sort of thing that'll get them preparing proper defenses though. Hopefully, none of it went through. If it did, you don't have much time before it's too late to establish control of the skies."

The Admiral gave Wadlim a map of KooleKoggle and a pencil.

"Oh, and also, about sky control, I'm sure our Terrabytes can do it, but once we take out those bases it'll be easy. Am I correct? We've already begun to attack most bases we know about, but those secret ones will be difficult. How big are they?"

The Admiral gave Wadlim a map of KooleKoggle and a pencil.

"Oh, and also, about sky control, I'm sure our Terrabytes can do it, but once we take out those bases it'll be easy. Am I correct? We've already begun to attack most bases we know about, but those secret ones will be difficult. How big are they?"

He took the pencil and went to work on the map. He started to jot down the bases.

"How big are they? They're big. This mountain compound isn't much compared to these things. Neither is the underwater bunker. I'd have to say, about 3/8 of all of subterrainian KooleKoggle is these bases. They're well supplied. All sorts of AA guns and other defeses are above these things. But you're right, without these, our Air Force isn't much. Here, I'm done. The bases are all here, they're rough sketches of them, but I would say they're pretty close to the real deal. They're all about a hundred feet underground. I have then in the order we should strike them too. Taking the suppie bunkers and most of the hangars out first will help tremendously. I also have all of the AA gun positions. As you can see, there is about 50 guns above each base. They're state-of-art and they're quite touch. Taking them out by land, or a very high speed missile is the only solution for them. They detect things that just break the sound barrier. If you have anything faster than that, it'll be a great help."

He pushed over the map, looking at it one more time to make sure of it's accuracy. After he was sitisfied, He fully let the Admiral have it.

OOC: koole your back so did you catch mobby dick?

the ZAFT Fleet was waiting word they were almost in position

"Well. This will be valuable indeed. I know exactly what we should do."

He paused and cleared his throat.

"Well then. To hold up our end of the bargain, get on Cruiser 7, and they'll take you to Ria City. Awesome place, it is."

Wadlim was put on the cruiser, and the cruiser sped away.

---West KooleKoogle---

A Stargazer bomber streaked through the sky, bombing every bridge that led from west to east KooleKoogle.

---Secret Airbase---

Lightbringer ICBMs fell from what seemed rtobe space, and detonated their fuel air bombs. The same happened across KooleKoogle.

OOC: RP the attacks I've made, please.

OOC: koole your back so did you catch mobby dick?

the ZAFT Fleet was waiting word they were almost in position

OOC: Har-dee-har-har. Not funny.

*ZAFT task force east coast of koolekoogle

CIC: Commander message from Council operation Spit Break is a Go

Ades: roger all craft launch!

CIC: Alpha Wing Please Launch! Bravo wing Launch! all other wings launch!

the Spear heads, Sky Blazers, and Sky hawks launched and headed for the main land

Pilot: this is Alpha one confirming weapons hot and ready to fire

Pilot2: Bravo two

Pilot3: Charlie three

Pilot4: Delta four

Pilot5: Echo 5

Pilot6: Fox 6

Pilot: Alright boys lets get them!

the ZAFT Fighters and bombers started there attack on the port as well and bridges and other targets