NationStates Jolt Archive

Orezia was a small and relatively safe nation, having a population of some six million and located in Africas western shores. The leadership, lead by President Joseph Mbabwe had just been elected in the first elections since the end of the civil war a year and a half ago. As Mbebwe looked over the many issues before him in the Presidential Office, he found that the national police force, healthcare system, education system and armed forces needed some serious upgrading. Looking over to his ministers, he asked for advice. Minister of Education Charles Zaki spoke up first.

"Our children need propper education if they are to become anything in this world. We have absolutely no computers in the schools, very few textbooks and a desperate shortage of teachers. The litteracy rate was at fourty percent before the civil war started twelve years ago. Now, we estimate it to be around ninety-five percent! Something needs to be done or our children."

"I agree," Minister of Healthcare Thomas Blawe pitched in, "but that is not all that needs doing. The healthcare system is a complete shambles. We have two functioning hospitals left in this whole country, and while our doctors have become pretty good at patching up gunshot wounds and amputating limbs, we are desperately short on medicines and decent medical equipment. We also have very few doctors and nurses. We need to improve the medical system before we do anything else."

"I know, I know," Mbabwe said, sighing. "But we simply don't have the funds to do all that. From what I've told, the police and military also needs funding."

"Yes we do. The military is currently consisting of seven poorly armed infantry battalions and five aircraft squadrons, while the police force don't even have uniforms, let alone any of the equipment needed to successfully fight the criminals. We don't even have any form of naval defense!" General Phillip Mandela spoke on behalf of the police and the military, being the chief of staff.

"So to sum things up, we need to improve these four areas drastically. The problem is that we don't have any real source of income. Yes, we have large amounts of oil and metals in our nation, but no ways of extracting it. My God what a mess."

The President sighed yet again and shook his head, frustrated at the situation his nation was in. They had been in a bloody civil war lasting ten years and killing six million people, half the population. Diceases were abundant, and criminals were roaming the streets relatively freely. Drugs was a major problem, but the Government could do very little about it. With most of the country being covered in jungle, it was difficult to find and stop the criminals.

"Perhaps we can find a way of making money." a female voice said. It was Linda Growinga, the Minister of Commerce.

"What do you suggest Linda?" Mbabwe asked, interested.

"We offer rights to extract the natural resources to foreign companies or nations. They extract the resources in return for giving us money to upgrade the things needed to be upgraded in Orezia. If we get the money, we can fix the medical system, educational system, upgrade the police force and military so that they can stop the criminals, after which we can promote Orezia as a tourist destination so that we can make more money. It's a win-win situation."

"I like it. Draft up the plans please. I want them on my desk in the morning. Thank you everyone. Hopefully this plan of Lindas will make Orezia a better place to be in."

"Yes mister President." the people said before getting out. They were filled with newfound optimism as they went back to their ministries to draft up plans for the future.

The next day, the following message went out for the world to see. Hopefully, someone would be interested in investing in Orezia.

"The Republic of Orezia would like to invite foreign nations to open trade relations. We are a small African nation emerging from a civil war, and have little natural resources mined. However, we do have substantial oil- and metal-reserves which we are offering the rights to extract. We are open for any offers that you are willing to give."
- President Joseph Mbabwe

OOC: Welcome to the game!
IC:

As has been seen in previous times, taking materials from a nation simply plunges it further into trouble. We would like to offer you an alternative. We would plan to set-up a mine to extract metal and then do any of the following with it (of your choosing, since it is to lift your nation out of trouble):


Sell it on to the world market for profit to reinvest within your nation.
Set-up a factory or similar building to allow finished products to be produced for further profit. We would prefer this.


In both cases, we would take some of the profit, still leaving you with a substantial amount. Eventually, we would like to hand down the factory to someone within your nation to run, after training them (as we would with most staff). We would continue to take some profit until all losses and no more were made up.

The benefits to you are that your economy will grow; your people will have employment and learn new skills; it will give you a boost into the world market; give you "specialist status" within a field, for example car production; and a response to your offer.

--
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Samuel Danset

Minister of Finance
Peter Rogers

On Behalf Of His Royal Highness
King William of Deltara

"Dear sirs,

I am most happy with your interest in our nation and the suggestion you have brought forth. Thus I would like to invite Deltara to open a mine and a factory in Orezia. I hope that you will accept this invitation, since we really could use the money. I also urge you to take the necessary precautionary measures and get vaccines for among other malaria, hepatitis, jungle fever, cholera, etc etc. Our health system is sadly not up to par, having been devestated by the civil war, but I hope that with your help, we can get it up and eliminate these diceases once and for all. I also suggest you bring some security escorts, as our police force isn't entirely up to fighting the criminals. We will give you army protection, but it isn't assured to be enough. Best to be on the safe side, eh? Thank you in advance."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

Dear President Joseph Mbabwe,

We are happy to take up this oppurtunity. Our workers will be vaccinated and troops sorted once we can get confirmation of our final plans, as detailed below:

70 workers will be arriving, fully vaccinated to build and run the mine and factory. The facilities will hopefully be close to each other, allowing us to cut down on costs, which in the long term benefits us both. They will have all necessary equipment to construct the facilities, and any more needed will come from Deltara.

With them will be 100 troops, to protect the facility from any assailant. They are drawn from the Deltaran military, and as such will be equipped for combat. This should act as a deterrent if nothing else. I assure you they are far from trigger happy.

We will also, if materials allow us, set-up a medical facility for workers, so that they too can be vaccinated against such disease. This will mean increased productivity, and as a result, further profit.

To go ahead with such plans, we need to know what metal we are looking at, and in what quanitity. We understand if you do not know in what quantity. We would also like to know about any employment laws or suchlike. We will pay our workers wages at your minimum wage to begin with. However, as we understand it, your economy has essentially collapsed. Should this wage not be high enough to live on, it will be put up, or the workers will be fed and housed if possible.

Please note that these plans are subject to change.

--
Minister of Foreign Affairs
Samuel Danset

Minister of Finance
Peter Rogers

On Behalf Of His Royal Highness
King William of Deltara

Seeing as Orezia requires aid, Pythogria would be happy to give 1 trillion dollars and eight schools, as well as six hospitals and six police and fire stations. And teo military bases for your use.

"Dear Ministers Danset and Rogers,

We are happy to accept your workers and soldiers. As for the metals, surveys before the civil war clearly stated that iron, titanium, copper and small amounts of gold were present, and that there was a possibility of a uranium ore. Quantities were, unfortunately, not assessed due to the outbreak of the civil war.

Employment laws aren't really abundant, due to the civil war and all. The whole rulebook was burned by the warring factions, and one of the tasks of the new Parliament is to create a new constitution. Unemployment is rather high, but the people are happy to find employment whereever they can find it. We ask only that you pay the workers sufficient for them to get housing, food and clothing for themselves and their families.

We thank you yet again for choosing to invest in Orezia, and we shall do our best to ensure that you don't regret doing so. I wish to invite your nation to open an embassy in our capital city of Etir so that our two nations may grow closer bonds and further improve relations."
- President Joseph Mbabwe

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"Dear sir(s),

We are most humble for your donation, and will remember this kindness in the future. We wish to invite your nation to open an embassy in our capital city of Etir as a thank you for the most kind donation. The funds will be put to good use, purchasing medical equipment and learning resources. Thank you."
- President Joseph Mbabwe

OOC: I will contact you by TG, just some RP ideas.

IC:

A letter was sent ahead of the resources.

President Mbabwe

We are glad to have the chance to help a fledgling nation. Our men adn materials will be sent very shortly.

As for an embassy and foreign relations, we would love to. I am thinking, in the future, opening trade with your nation and obviously military support after such troubling times as well as ally status. We will refrain from setting up an embassy immediately, however, it will definetly be on our list. We are more concerned currently with trying to help you.

King William

Kraven Comms officers had been monitoring the airwaves for some time now, listening in to the general banter of nations, and occasionaly listening to the communications between the array of nations that are attempting to stop Kraven in its current campaign, when suddenly a communication from one nation caused the Officer to sit bolt upright... Resources

"Reich - Oberst, I belive this requires your Immediate attention.."

"Oh? what is it Captain?"

"A transmission from a relatively small nation, stating they have vast quantities of oil, and other metals..."

"Interesting..." The Reich - Oberst mused, rubbing his chin with his hand before straightening the uniform he wore with pride and dedication...

"I shall pass this on to the area Obersturm Furhrer..."

"Thankyou Reich-Oberst"

The Aequatian Republic would be willing to provide support in the construction of your nation's infrastructure and in resource facilities such as oil wells. We can provide a Combat Engineering Battalion of 507 personnel with security elements consisting of a Marine Battalion of 800 personnel. We feel that once a base of society can be established within your nation, we can then focus on negotiations into the trade of resources between our two nations.

President Arnold Saltzman, (ARA), ret.
Aequatian Head of State.

GENERAL PRESS CONFERENCE BY FREE OBJECTIVIST REPUBLIC OF TANGLED UP IN BLUE HEAD REASONER OF STATE RABO KARABEKIAN

May 8, Year 42 02:43

Minutes ago, to my horror, I learned that the rogue and warmongering state of Pythogria is engaging in a blatant attempt to bribe the powerless and fledgling state of Orezia into its collectivist orbit. Though Tangled Up In Blue is a small and militarily weak nation itself, Pythogria can rest assured that we will use all means available to stop this act of diplomatic aggression. No evil deed shall go unpunished.

OOC: Pythogria, I have sent you a TG regarding a possible spinoff of this. Please reply back.

Official Imperial Communique
To the nation of Orezia
We have seen the effects of this bloody civil war which you have endured, and wish to send humanitarian aid. We can have a few cargo planes in your nation within several hours, and these will be filled with medical and other humanitarian supplies. Some of our privately funded charity organisations also request they be given permission to operate in your nation, bringing aid to those located deep in the jungles and other remote areas in your nation. We will also be wiring $50 billion US to help jumpstart your economy. Please accept this as a gift on our behalf.

In the meantime, we can have security forces deplyed at your wish. They are, of course, trained for peacekeeping operations. This is at your own discretion, though. Also, we have noted you have very little coastal defenses. We have a fairly large navy, and would be willing to commit a combat group to patrol your waters. (OOC: Especially since Kraven has taken an interest. Fighting him on two seperate fronts could prove interesting.) This is all at your approval, though.

The Supreme Overlord State of The Kraven Corporation

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To: Orezia
From: The Kraven Corporation

Upon hearing your nation has vast resources available to those who desire them, we have decided to make it known that we, The Kraven Corporation wish to exploit these resources, this communication is to lay down two ideas, one where your country allows us to exploit your resources and in return we protect, and ensure your country develops under our protective umbrella, or the second, where we force our will upon your nation with the sheer brutal force of The Kraven Military.

I hope you consider wisely as this offer will only be open for so long

The High Command

Encrypted communique

"Dear King William,

"We are happy to accept your offers of both diplomatically, economical and military support. It appears that we might need the latter sooner than we wish for. The Kraven Corporation has given us an ultimatum to either hand over our resources or face invasion. Therefore, we hope that you will back us in the international arena when we claim our right to freedom and independence. Thank you in advance."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Encrypted communique

"Dear President Saltzman,

"We are most happy to accept the Aequatian offer to assist us in our reconstruction and will accept Aequatian oil-drilling. However, we feel that you deserve to know that we are under threat of invasion from the Kraven Corporation and would like to sign a defensive alliance treaty between our two nations at the earliest possible convenience. We also hope that you will support our claim to the right of freedom and independence in the international arena. Thank you in advance."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Encrypted communique

"Dear sir(s),

"We are very happy with the Cravan offer and accepts with a thankful heart. Your charity organizations are most welcome, but we kindly ask that you not try with any religious missionary work as ninety-six percent of the population are believing Catholics and most happy with their religion. We accept your monetary gift.

"We also accept the presence of your security forces in Orezia, especially since we have come under threat from the Kraven Corporation. They want all our resources, and threaten to invade if they don't get it. While we are patriotic, we are not fools and know that there is no chance in hell that we can oppose the Kraven military by ourselves. We hope to be able to sign a military defensive alliance with your nation. We feel that you deserve to know this since you have been so gracious as to help our nation out of the quagmire it has been in for the past twelve years. We hope for a swift and positive response. Thank you in advance."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Open communique

"Dear sir(s),

"We are sorry to say that we cannot accept that you fully exploit our nation's natural resources, but we are willing to negotiate a trading deal with your nation where you may open and run mines and oilwells inside Orezia as you please, as long as you pay for lease of the ground to the Orezian government. We will even allow you to post a small security force to protect your investment, but we cannot allow you to confiscate all our natural resources. We hope that you understand this. We are a sovereign nation which has recently emerged from a devestating civil war, and we do not wish to be dragged into another one. We hope that you can respect that and we kindly request that you refrain from using threats against us in the future. We are in no way looking for trouble, but we will defend ourselves if attacked. Thank you in advance for your understanding."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

Open communique

"Dear sir(s),

"We are sorry to say that we cannot accept that you fully exploit our nation's natural resources, but we are willing to negotiate a trading deal with your nation where you may open and run mines and oilwells inside Orezia as you please, as long as you pay for lease of the ground to the Orezian government. We will even allow you to post a small security force to protect your investment, but we cannot allow you to confiscate all our natural resources. We hope that you understand this. We are a sovereign nation which has recently emerged from a devestating civil war, and we do not wish to be dragged into another one. We hope that you can respect that and we kindly request that you refrain from using threats against us in the future. We are in no way looking for trouble, but we will defend ourselves if attacked. Thank you in advance for your understanding."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

The Supreme Overlord State of The Kraven Corporation

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To: Orezia
From: The High Command

We belive that was one of the least Wisest Choices you could have made, we will give you another chance, we can save unnecessary bloodshed and bring this to a quick conclusion.... Do Not Try our Patience...

The High Command

[Encrypted Message]

To: Orezia
From: McKagan Imperial State Department
Subject: Relations

The Democratic Imperium of McKagan always likes to make investments in nations who are enduring hardships. On that note we'd like to announce that 2 trillion USD is being set up in a Avalt Credit Union (ACU) bank account. Those funds are to be spent on infrastructure development over the next few years.

The McKagan Central Intelligence Division has also noted that The Kraven Corporation has made threatening comments towards your nations resource reserves. Our Special Forces have been successful in counteracting Kraven Capitol Police in the past. We'd like to question you as to your willingness of establishing a McKagan military force somewhere on the coastline of the nation. We'd rent it and a large piece of land that surrounds it as well. We'd spend more of our own time and resources building its infrastructure up.

Encrypted Communique:
Channel 3.890
Encryption Code #####-###-###

We agree to a defensive treaty with you, and will attempt to protect your lands from the forces of Kraven. Our combat group is making speed towards your naiton, and we have the INS Opulence en route. We will begin scrambling some defensive troops to aid you.

And about our charity organisations:
Cravanian charity organisations are free of the church, so you have no need to worry. Besides, we are mostly a Catholic nation as well.

Open communique

"We stand by our previous statement."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Encrypted communique

"Dear sir(s),

"We are very thankful for the most gracious funds McKagan has offered us, and we would like to repay the most generous aid with accepting the military base and land requested. You may establish the base at Aloc, a coastal city on the western coast, some 80 kilometers from the capital city of Etir. All we ask is that you help us if or when the Kraven Corporation attempts to invade, it be diplomatically or militarily. Thank you very much sir. We are in debt to you."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Encrypted communique

[i]"Dear King William,

"We are most humble for your accepting to sign a defensive treaty with us and for your rapid response. We hope that this will serve as a deterrent for the Kraven Corporation to think again before attempting an invasion. Thank you. We are in debt to you."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

Four cargo planes loaded down with troops took off from Cravna AFB, headed towards Orezia to help initiate the defense of the small nation. Meanwhile, the INS Opulence engaged its main engines, and cut through the waves at 47 knots. It would reach Orezia within a few hours. The carrier group assigned would be there within a day, and a second group set out from port. Cargo ships filled with men, supplies, and armor accompanied the second battle group.

Open communique

"We stand by our previous statement."

- President Joseph Mbabwe




(OOC: Im not going to invade yet, so don't worry, Kraven is just making itself known to the world, and letting people know whats on the agenda for the future, if'd you'd bowed to my demands, then bonous for Kraven, as it happens you haven't, but the invasion won't be starting yet... 2 days and already im extending myself out on 3 fronts, man... I love playing as Kraven.. :))


The Supreme Overlord State of The Kraven Corporation

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To: Orezia
From: The Kraven Corporation

Then you have sealed the fate of your Innocents...

The High Command

[Encrypted Message]

To: President Joseph Mbabwe
From: McKagan Imperial State Department

The area you have provided for a military base is perfectly acceptable. As we speak an Imperial McKagan Navy Amphibious Action Group is preparing to depart from Triesa with the first wave of combat engineers which will construct the base. Rest assured that if the Kraven menance sets foot on your shores McKagan Special Forces will hunt them down and destroy their presense.

(OOC to Kraven: And we love you too, Kraven. In some type of good vs. evil way.

And lets see... Kahanistan... Pythogria... Al Kahif with Aequatio and myself... And this. So that's four fronts, unless Al Kahif is just for shits and giggles, which it seems that way for some reason. I dunno why it does, though. Well, I'm RPing with you for the first time on three of those fronts. This could prove interesting.)

(OOC to Kraven: And we love you too, Kraven. In some type of good vs. evil way.

And lets see... Kahanistan... Pythogria... Al Kahif with Aequatio and myself... And this. So that's four fronts, unless Al Kahif is just for shits and giggles, which it seems that way for some reason. I dunno why it does, though. Well, I'm RPing with you for the first time on three of those fronts. This could prove interesting.)

(OOC:hehehe, Kraven is loved thats a strange concept... No, its not for shits and giggle, Kraven is trying a Different approach, while its not firing any shots, its simply waiting to see what everyone else does, and hopefully in the confusion, i'll be able to move closer to shore, and deploy my Capitol police and then let the fire works commence, Kraven never does anything for shits and giggles)

[Triesa, McKagan]

The first wave of McKagan forces in Orezia would be the infrastructure builders. To meet with this demand an entier Tyua Class Transport Ship was loaded with IMA Combat Engineers on one pier.

Across the bend of the harbor were 3 more Transport Ships. Each one had a host of earthmovers, supplies, and staff moving aboard.

East of the city at the Imperial McKagan Navy's base a Cobain Class Amphibious Assault Ship was pulled to the dock.

Into the night the main thing seen in the area was the COV-17 Armored Combat Vehicle and COV-12 Infantry Fighting Vehicle. They were loaded into the ship along with several LTAC Amphibious Transportation Units.

Eventually the soldiers, some 400 of them, boarded.

By the end of the day all five of these transport ships would be into the straights outside the city. Sometime in the early morning they would meet up with 4 Xechon Class Battlecruisers and an Avisron Class Destroyer. Before long the entier force would be headed across the ocean to Orezia.

It's all just a matter of time...

(OOC:hehehe, Kraven is loved thats a strange concept... No, its not for shits and giggle, Kraven is trying a Different approach, while its not firing any shots, its simply waiting to see what everyone else does, and hopefully in the confusion, i'll be able to move closer to shore, and deploy my Capitol police and then let the fire works commence, Kraven never does anything for shits and giggles)

[OOC: Do you realize i've created an entierly new ammunition just to counter the Capitol Police? It's a 6.8mm Caseless Explosive. You won't have such an easy times out of these DART's like you did in Leafanistan.]

[OOC: Do you realize i've created an entierly new ammunition just to counter the Capitol Police? It's a 6.8mm Caseless Explosive. You won't have such an easy times out of these DART's like you did in Leafanistan.]

OOC: Interesting indeed, I look forward to seeing them on the battlefield..

In Orezia, the small military force was being mobilized. The seven infantry battalions were prepared for combat and issed live ammunition for their weapons, which was mainly AK-47s. The normal Orezian battalion consisted of 1,000 men, of which 850 were riflemen armed with AKs, 50 were armed with RPG-7Vs and 100 were armed with RPK light machine guns. The soldiers were all dressed in British-style woodland battle dress uniforms, black combat boots, olive pistol belts and a beret in the color of their battalion. 1st BN had red as its color, 2nd BN had blue, 3rd had green, 4th had yellow, 5th had purple, 6th had white and 7th had black as its color. In all, the ground force consisted of some 7,000 men, while the Air Force with its 10 A-4 Skyhawks, 30 MiG-29 Fulcrums and 15 Mirage 2000 fighters would do their bit against any Kraven forces. The equipment and training the Orezians had was antiquated, hence the need for upgrading the military and police. Still, they would do their bit in defending their country. A lot of former fighters in the civil war still had their weapons hanging around too, so they could form guerilla forces if necessary. No one hoped that it would be.

[Encrypted Message]

To: Orezian Government
From: Avalt Systems International Board
Subject: Uranium

We'd like to question you as to any possibility of finding uranium in your nation. Do you know of any deposits? Do you have a stockpile? What about an established mining infrastructure or zone for it? We produce systems for the McKagan government - which is very nuclear friendly. You can see where we're going. We'd like to extract any and all uranium from your country at far market value. Is this possible?

Encrypted communique

"There is a distinct possibility, but the surveys which were scheduled to investigate further were cancelled due to the outbreak of the civil war twelve years ago, so we're not really sure. We have nothing against a McKagan survey team finding out though."

- Commerce Minister Linda Growinga

[Encrypted Message]

To: Commerce Minister Linda Growinga
From: Avalt Systems International Board

That was going to be our next statement. If you would so graciously provide us with an available airport we will make this expedition a reality and fly in a cargo plane with a survey team and security detachment to locate any available deposits of the mineral.

The INS Opulence reached a comfortable distance to the coastline, and slowed to a crawl. She let her radar and sonar go active, and uplinked to the satellites overhead for a constant status report of the region. The massive ship slowly and silently slid through the water, the darkness concealing her position.

Meanwhile, the first wave of cargo planes filled with troops approached the nation, and requested permission to land and begin setting up defensive positions.

--Encrypted Message--
To MoD of Orezia -
We have been informed that your air force is fairly antiquated, and that you have recently received financial assistance from foreign powers. As a major aviation concern in The Beltway, we feel that, given the fact that you are apparently threatened by Kraven, we should make ourselves known to you. Martin Avionics (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=468453) is prepared to offer you the following contract:
10 A-51 War Eagle strike planes - to replace the A-4s
1 EV-22 Osprey AWACS - to provide your aircraft with a significant force multiplier
45 F-35A fighters - to replace the Fulcrums and Mirages
20 AH-56 Cheyenne attack helicopters - to provide your troops with close air support
The cost of this contract normally would come to $1.72 billion US; however, due to the limited funds at your disposal, we will discount this contract by 9% to a total of $1.5652 billion US, which can be divided into ten annual payments, at no extra cost, if you prefer. Along with this contract, we will provide you with simulators for each type of aircraft, free of charge, to help you train your pilots to fly the new planes. We hope you accept this offer, as we believe that it will help your air force immensely without breaking the bank.
Sincerely,
Gwendolyn King, President and CEO of Martin Avionics
Warren Burke, CFO of Martin Avionics
--End of Encrypted Message--

OOC: Could I get some info on your nation in any way? Landscape, island or inland, general overview of cities and land, a map if possible, stuff like that. I need to plan our defence points and get ready. Thanks.

IC:

"The people of Deltara. It is your right to know what is about to be said, as an honest and free of propaganda statement. WE ARE GOING TO WAR!" King William stood on the balcony of the cabinet room, overlooking around 200,000 people.

"The Kraven Corporation has threatened to attack our ally, Orezia. Our message to them is this: WE WILL NOT STAND FOR IT! An attack on a close and guarded ally should, and no doubt it will be, be regarded as an attack on us. Not just because they are allies mind you. BECAUSE THEY ARE FREE! We want to uphold this standard. One last reason also, the smallest argument for: we own land within their borders."

The audience was captivated by King William. "My people. We must unite. We must conquer. We will not rest until the job is done. We are going to war."


Meanwhile

The military has been mobilised. The men were hyped up and ready. Three million stood, the proffessional army of Deltara. 1.5 million were on standby, while 750,000 were being taken to the front. The DAF (Deltaran Air Force) and RNoD (RN for short, Royal Navy of Deltara) were also being mobilised. They were experienced, well equipped and trained.

Thousands of people were queueing outside recruitment offices and the army was not letting them in. They had a proffessional army and it was going to stay that way. If anything, by the time the completed their training the war should have been over.

Deltara was going to war!

"Dear Ministers Danset and Rogers,

We are happy to accept your workers and soldiers. As for the metals, surveys before the civil war clearly stated that iron, titanium, copper and small amounts of gold were present, and that there was a possibility of a uranium ore. Quantities were, unfortunately, not assessed due to the outbreak of the civil war.

Employment laws aren't really abundant, due to the civil war and all. The whole rulebook was burned by the warring factions, and one of the tasks of the new Parliament is to create a new constitution. Unemployment is rather high, but the people are happy to find employment whereever they can find it. We ask only that you pay the workers sufficient for them to get housing, food and clothing for themselves and their families.

We thank you yet again for choosing to invest in Orezia, and we shall do our best to ensure that you don't regret doing so. I wish to invite your nation to open an embassy in our capital city of Etir so that our two nations may grow closer bonds and further improve relations."
- President Joseph Mbabwe

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"Dear sir(s),

We are most humble for your donation, and will remember this kindness in the future. We wish to invite your nation to open an embassy in our capital city of Etir as a thank you for the most kind donation. The funds will be put to good use, purchasing medical equipment and learning resources. Thank you."
- President Joseph Mbabwe


Pythogria would be happy to gain an embassy and perhaps an ally.

The Republic of Orezia

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Geography
The Republic of Orezia is a relatively small nation, with roughly 875,000 square kilometers in size. In addition come the twelve nautical mile territorial water claim, which when one looks at the ~1,000-kilometer large coastline adds up to a water claim of roughly 22,224 square kilometers.

Orezia is mainly covered in thick jungle, making it difficult to expand. Ariable land is limited to six percent of the total land mass, while jungle and mangrove swamps cover a staggering eighty percent of the total land area. Many small jungle roads exist, but are mainly hidden in the jungle. A few rivers cross through Orezia as well, creating natural obstacles. These are bridged at certain areas, and some ferries also offer artificial crossings.

The thickness of the jungle which covers most of the nation makes it an ideal hiding place for soldiers and criminals alike because anyone would experience great difficulty operating in such areas. It is because of this terrain that the Orezian Army relies on light infantry instead of armored vehicles. The tactics used by the Orezian Army are mainly guerilla warfare, perfected over the course of the twelve-year civil war which took place mainly in the jungles.

There are some hills and mountains inside the country. Near Olana in the southeastern part of Orezia, you can find the tallest point in the country: Mount Nelson, which is two thousand, three hundred and ninety-two meters tall. Other than that, hills ranging from 50 meters to 350 meters are littered around the country.

Public Communications
As for public communications, a few highways connect the major cities, although these roads aren't well maintained. Many are nothing more than dirt roads, and the few asphalt roads that exist are mostly in and around the cities. A few railroads operate in Orezia, and connect the six major cities. Several airfields are located in the country, but the only ones capable of accepting large jet-powered aircraft are Etir Int'l Airport, Atnaa Int'l Airport and Olana National Airport. Other than that, several dirt- and grass landing strips exist in various clearings around the nation.

Natural Resources
The main oil findings are found in the area around the city of Phiste, deep within the jungle. The metal findings are in the mountain-chain to the east and north-east of Olana. Since the majority of the natural resources have not been extracted due to the lack of funds after the civil war, the Orezians mainly try to make the ends meet by means of agriculture and logging. Orezian trees make for excellent furniture.

People
The Orezian population consists of roughly six and a half million people, of which some twenty-six percent are below the age of eighteen. Thanks to the civil war, Orezian children don't know how to read, save for those who were raised in orphinages run by Catholic priests and nuns. The Orezians are peaceloving people, having just emerged from a devestating civil war lasting twelve years in which roughly half the population of Orezia, some six million, were killed or displaced from Orezia. The six and a half million Orezians lives primarily in the six major cities or in the countryside. The people are also highly religious, which is a side effect of living in or near absolute poverty. Dispite the poverty, they are a very friendly people and easy to make friends with. However, thanks to the poverty and lack of jobs, education and what-not, many turn to crime and drugs in order to make it here in life. While crime and drug usage is not as high as it was during the civil war, they are still a considerable social problem which the Government hope to deal with in the immediate future.

Politics
The current Head of State and Head of Government is President Joseph Mbabwe from the Orezian People's Party (OPP). His coalition government consists of the OPP, the Orezian Labour Party (OLP), Right-Side Party (RSP) and the Liberal Party (LiP). This coalition has the majority of the seats in the Orezian Parliament, which is elected by the people every four years. The Government make up the Executive Branch of the Trinity of Power.

The Parliament consists of 120 seats and is elected at the same time as the Government with three representatives from each constituency in the country joining. The leader of the winning party in the national elections are asked to form a Government which will rule Orezia for the next four years. The requirement to form a Government is that the winning party recieve more than twenty-five percent of the votes. The winning party is free to invite other parties to form a coalition Government as they see fit. Parliament is responsible for allocating funds for the national budget and for the Armed Forces, for passing laws and for making sure that the Governemnt doesn't exceed their authority. They are also the Legislative Branch of the Trinity of Power.

The last Branch in the Trinity of Power is the Orezian Supreme Court. Orezian law is based on old British law, since Orezia once was a colony of the British Second Empire, but with local variations and customs embedded in the laws. The Supreme Court is the highest entity of the Orezian legal system, outranking the District Courts (local [lowest] level) and the Courts of Appeal (regional [second highest] level). They are responsible for ensuring that the laws passed by Parliament aren't in violation of the Constitution (which is yet to be passed).

Military
The Orezian military consists of the Ground Force (Army) and the Air Force. A Naval Force (Navy) is under development, but so far no ships or personell has been aquired.

The Ground Force consists of seven light infantry battalions and a national command, consisting of a total of 7,800 soldiers. They are armed with AK-47 assault rifles, RPK light machine guns, RPG-7V rocket-propelled grenades, M-2HB heavy machine guns, SVD Druganov sniper rifles, M1911 Colt .45 pistols and hand grenades. Vehicles are in short supply, but include Willys Jeeps, LandRovers and 2.5 ton trucks. The Army has seven bases and fourteen firebases around Orezia.

The Air Force is made up mainly of a small number of antiquated fighters and fighterbombers, a few An-124 transport aircrafts and a small number of UH-1H Huey helicopters. The Air Force has a manpower of roughly 2,500 personell, and the aircraft are mainly based at the civilian airports. The air defenses are the responsibility of the Air Force, and include SA-11 surface to air sites, FIM-92 Stinger man-portable air defense systems and ZSU-23-4 anti-aircraft artillery. The air defenses are primarily based at the military bases and around the capital city.

Encrypted communique

"You are most welcome. Olana National Airport is open for your aircraft and expedition. We shall have a small Ground Force contingent prepared to assist and guide your expedition, and to provide some protection from drug smugglers and criminals."

- Commerce Minister Linda Growinga


Encrypted communique

"Dear Mr. Burke,

"We are thankful for your offer of newer aircraft, but we are afraid that we must decline your offer. We feel that a full review of our doctrines needs to be carried out before we aquire new equipment. Furthermore, we understand that these aircraft use very expensive American-made missiles. Currently, we use surplus AA-10 Alamo and AA-11 Archer missiles for our aircraft, and we do have a considerable stock left. We are as earlier stated in dire need of money, and aquiring aircraft for which we have no munitions which fits would be throwing money out the window, which is something we cannot afford to do. We appologize, but hope that we can visit your nations storefronts at a later date and aquire military hardware then. We hope to spend future funds in your nations storefronts, and hope that you will accept the offer of an embassy in Etir, our capital city. Again, we appologize."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Encrypted communique

"Dear sir(s),

"We are most grateful for the Pythogrian wish to open an embassy in our nation, and welcomes it. Hopefully, this is but the start of a fruitful relationship between our two nations."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

Greetings, Orezia. The Commonwealth of Nortjhford wishes to welcome you to the world, and wishes for you to note we have a significant interest in your Mineral Wealth, as well as supporting democracies which are threatened by agressors.

To that end we would wish to establish a small mining base in Orezia, for a price determined by you. Furthermore, we would like to possibly enter a mutual defence pact. Are you interested?

--Encrypted Message--
To Orezia MoD -
We understand that you use Soviet-bloc equipment, and that, therefore, the fighters and strike planes we proposed to sell to you will probably not be useful for you. However, we believe that the EV-22 Osprey AWACS, which would provide you with an airborne equivalent of the ground control that is necessary to make Soviet-bloc aircraft perform their best, would be quite useful for your air force. Further, the AH-56 Cheyennes are attack helicopters and would be extremely useful for your army, especially given that Kraven is noted for its massive army. Note that the Cheyennes can use American-bloc or Soviet-bloc weaponry and electronics; if you would rather that we provide you with Soviet-bloc weaponry and electronics, said weaponry and electronics will be provided, free of charge. Therefore, we believe that the following contract will work for you:
1 EV-22 Osprey AWACS
24 AH-56 Cheyennes
The cost of this contract, normally $717 million US, will only be $645.3 million US for you; we've discounted this contract by 10%. We also will provide 96 BGM-109 TOW-2B ATGMs, 28,800 rounds of 30mm ammunition, 48,000 40mm grenades, and 288,000 rounds of 7.62mm ammunition, along with 3,552 57mm rockets and 48 37-cell 57mm rocket pods (munitions for the AH-56, plus three spare sets), for a total of $4.7 million extra, which would bring your total to $650 million US. This is less than one percent of the funds provided to you by Pythogria; I'm sure that Pythogrian accountants will not notice an amount so small. We understand, of course, if you reject this offer; it's your military, after all. Thank you for considering our offers.
Sincerely,
Gwendolyn King, President and CEO of Martin Avionics, on behalf of the entire company
--End of Encrypted Message--

We are very interested in trading with you. We are a sea based power and have limited access to many land based resources. We would like to build banana and coconut plantations for the export market, introduce managed forestry so you would have long term logging instead of clear cutting, and search the jungles for new sources of botanical medicines and beauty products. Our citizens would also like some exotic pets, parrots, snakes, and tropical fish. In return we offer to build mining facilities, most of our mining is from polymetallic nodules on the sea bed. We can however build basic mines in return for the right to do the other activities. We will also employ 80% local labor for these operations as well as provide training for new employees.
We look forward to your response.

Regards,

Felix Cruonis, Assistant Minister of Trade.

Encrypted communique

"Dear President Saltzman,

"We are most happy to accept the Aequatian offer to assist us in our reconstruction and will accept Aequatian oil-drilling. However, we feel that you deserve to know that we are under threat of invasion from the Kraven Corporation and would like to sign a defensive alliance treaty between our two nations at the earliest possible convenience. We also hope that you will support our claim to the right of freedom and independence in the international arena. Thank you in advance."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

To President Joseph Mbabwe,

We would be willing to deploy the Aequatian Armed Forces to your nation to provide a defensive posture against the aggression of the Kraven Corporation. We can mobilize a small force immediately along with naval and air assets to lead the way for a larger, heavy force that would aid in the defence of your nation.

President Arnold Saltzman, (ARA), ret.
Aequatian Head of State.

OOC: Sorry for the late reply, had some problem with my internet.

TAG (coming in on a proxy, won't let me subscribe)

Dear Orezian leader

We have heard about your nation offering it's natural rescourses we several Oil companies have been contacting the government about the possiblity of a trade agreement.

OUR WANTS

1. Ability to set up as many oil derricks and mining Facilities as possible
2. An emabassy exchange

WHAT WE WILL GIVE YOU

1.Teachers to teach everyone basic English languge,reading & writing,and mathmatics
2.A few older model naval destroyers(basicly converted freighters)
3.Many modern up to date small arms (for the police force)


Signed
The President and leader of the Dominion and Commenwealth of Virginia Nova
Ward Burton

Open communique

"Dear leaders of Northford,

"We are happy to say that we are willing to allow you to open mining facilities in Orezia. We believe that a suitable fee should be a leasing fee of $350 million per year. We believe that this is an acceptable price, since the wealth beneath the ground must be worth thousands of trillions of dollars. If you accept, you are welcome to establish the mining facilities."

- Commerce Minister Linda Growinga


Encrypted communique

"Dear Mr King,

"While we appreciate the offer, we must insist upon waiting with purchasing military hardware until such a time where we have established upon new doctrines and decided what military hardware is necessary and what isn't. We must therefore respectfully decline your offer at present, but we thank you for your interest. We promise to seriously consider your storefront when we have decided upon purchasing equipment."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

Open communique

"Dear Minister Cruonis,

"We are most interested in this arrangement, but we are wary of exporting animals as the Orezian wildlife was heavily endagered during the civil war. We may be able to export small quantities, but we feel that closer talks are required before we can allow that to happen. Other than that, we agree fully with your proposal. We would like to invite you to open an embassy in our capital city of Etir as a confirmation of this new-found relationship between our two nations."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Encrypted communique

"Dear President Saltzman,

"Your troops are most welcome to Orezia. We hope that this buildup of forces in our country will dissuade the Kraven Corporation from attempting an invasion. Thank you for helping us. We shall never forget it."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


Open communique

"Dear President Burton,

"We are pleased with your offer, and are more than willing to accept it. We do not wish the naval vessels, primarily because of our intent of purchasing new ones in the immediate future. Other than that, we thank you for your offer. You may also open an embassy in the capital city of Etir."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

In the News...

Orezian Government to open private oilfields and mines!
It was announced earlier today by Commerce Minister Growinga that the Government intends to establish a national mining and oil company dubbed OMO (Orezian Mining and Oil) in order to try to reserve some of the many natural resources in Orezia for the Government. This includes some twenty-five oilwells and twelve mines, something which is but a fraction of the oilwells and mines offered for foreign nations and companies.


Orezia and Automagfreek sign treaty!
The Orezian Government announced earlier today that it and the Government of Automagfreek has signed an extensive treaty, in which Orezia commits itself to delivering among others four million barrels of crude oil, four million tons of iron ore, one million tons of titanium and one hundred thousand tons of uranium per year to AMF in return for diplomatic and trading relations with AMF, a joint defensive alliance between Orezia and AMF, tourism between the two nations and a small garrison of roughly 25,000 Sentinels from AMF in Orezia. AMF also commits itself to defending Orezia in case of an attack from a foreign power.

OOC: So AMF enters one of the four fronts in the war on Kraven... Could prove interesting...

IC:

Supplies and troops continued to flow into Orezia from Cravan, steadily increasing the area's defenses.

To: The Government of Orezia
From: Gen. Jonas Stoeregaard, Minister of External Affairs
Re.: Contracts and Aid

Sir,
As mandated by our Most Just and Righteous Monarch, HRH King Harald II, I hereby inform you that the Kingdom of Bertling is prepared to enter a mutually prosperous relationship with the Republic of Orezia.

We will send delegations from Royal Oil and Von Hammer Mineral Mining Co. to negotiate contracts for oil and uranium.

We will set up a military base on Orazian soil to protect Orazian sovereignty and Bertlingian interests.

We will send advisors to help train your armed forces and your police forces.

We will offer a beneficial long term contract on small arms for your army with Bertlingian Defence Technology, Inc.

Respectfully,
Gen. Jonas Stoeregaard
Minister of External Affairs


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In the days before this message, several high-ranking Orazian officials, including the president and his advisors, have been approached by members of the Bertlingian Diplomatic Corps. Each has been offered financial help. 20 million USD has been earmarked for such help.

Dear President Mbabwe,
We will gladly open a trade embassy in your country. This will be for trade, scientific, and cultural exchange. We thank you for accepting our offer. We would like to make another offer with this. We are willing to help you repopulate your dwindling animal population. The Ecotechnic Institute can start a breeding program to help capture and release dwindling animal populations in your country. In exchange we ask to take a few breeding pairs for our own zoos and pet shops. We also ask that you allow us to do Jungle Photographic Tours with native guides. We will help you set this up.

Regards,

Felix Cruonis, Assistant Trade Minister

The large gray Aequatian Air Force C-5 Galaxy and C-17 Globemaster III aircraft were arriving at the tarmac of Olana National Airport, as the forces would be deployed from that point throughout the nation. Sergeant Sandra Martins was an infantry squad leader and stepped off one of the C-17 transports along with her company and their Cavalier armoured vehicles. She was part of the first brigade which would hold a position around the city of Olana while the other brigades would by deployed to the West and North.

OOC:
Aequatian Order of Battle, Operation: VALIANT CAUSE

- 2nd Infantry Division (15,691 Personnel)
423 ICV Cavalier, Mk.I
144 AGS Cougar, Mk.I
108 ADV Cyclone, Mk.I
54 LAV Centurion, Mk.I
36 MBT Banshee, Mk.I
54 M777 155mm Howitzers
18 MLRS Ballista, Mk.I
59 MH-60L Black Hawk Helicopters
48 AH-16 Black Cobra Attack Helicopters
20 MH-46A Black Knight Assault Helicopters
20 UH-60L Black Hawk Utility Helicopters
16 UH-60Q MEDIVAC Helicopters
12 AH-10 War Raven Helicopters
6 MH-53J Black Stallion Heavy Utility Helicopters
6 MH-10 Raven Helicopters
2nd Close Air Support Squadron
24 F-35B JSFAircraft
i2nd Air Reconnaissance Squadron
24 OA-37 Dragonfly Aircraft

Cravanian forces sat by, knowing of the situation near Al Kahif. However, they refrained from any irresponsible actions, and awaited further orders from their commanders.

Many of the Cravanians held their rifles close, knowing that very recently, Cravanian and Aequatian forces had been killing each other in the middle of nowhere. But they also realised that, for the good of Orezia, they had to put their differences aside.

The men watched as the Cravanian colonel in command of the operation approached the Aequatian forces, hoping to find their commander and establish a battle plan against the Corporation's forces.

"Dear General Stoeregaard,

"We welcome your delegations and your will to invest money in Orezia, but we ask that you wait with the military forces until after the exact size and mission has been agreed upon. We hope that your delegation will be willing to negotiate such a deal in the immediate future. Thank you for your interest. We hope for this to be the beginning of a long-lasting friendship between our two nations."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

[OOC: Jøss. Enda en bergenser her? Kor i Bergen e du fra?]


"Dear Minister Cruonis,

"This deal is most acceptable. We will await your delegation."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

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At Olana National Airport, the twenty Orezian soldiers guarding the airport watched as the large aircraft landed. Many of the soldiers had never seen such aircraft before, and watched curiously while the foreign soldiers and equipment disembarked from the aircraft. One of the soldiers, Daniel, had been named platoon sergeant and in charge of the twenty men who were guarding the airport, which consisted of nothing more than a shabby-looking terminal building two stories tall which was painted in what was once white, but which was now falling off the walls in flakes, a few rusting metal hangers, two surprisingly well maintained asphalt runways 2,600 and 3,000 meters long, and a large asphalt tarmac.

Daniel looked at his men, all of whom were dressed more or less according to regulation in woodland BDUs, bright green berets which said that they belonged to No. 3 Battalion, Orezian Ground Force, olive pistol belts, black combat boots, metal canteens filled with water and with their AK-47s nearby. Most of the men were smoking, passing the time while they stood watch. Daniel was dressed similarly, but with three angles on the sleeve of his right arm which stated that he was a sergeant and in charge.

"OK lads. Let's behave like we're proper soldiers and try to impress our guests." he said, trying to motivate his men. A few did as told, being new to the Army after going through the basic training, but the rest just looked at Daniel with one of those "why should I care?" looks. 'Typical army morale' Daniel thought as he rose from his relatively comfortable seat in the passenger seat of the Willys Jeep which was parked outside the terminal building. He straightened his uniform and slinged his own AK over his shoulder. He walked over to the Aequatian soldiers he had been informed would come and looked for anyone who might be in charge. He did see a person who looked like he was in charge and decided to head over. When he got closer, he got the first of many surprises that day. The man he had seen and was heading over to was a woman! A woman in uniform! 'What has the world come to?' he thought as he approached her. It was too late to back away now, and he wasn't even sure what rank the woman held so he completed his march over by coming to an attention (British-style) and saluting the woman (again, British-style).

"Sergeant Daniel Okali, Orezian Ground Force!" he said loudly in English, just like he had been trained to in the Basic Training he had attended before the civil war started. He was a veteran of the war and had the scars in his face to prove it. They made him look a lot older than his thirty years.

Colonel John Polskin walked over to the Orezian troops, and looked at the one who appeared to be the highest rank out of the group.

"Who's in charge here, son?", he asked.

The young soldier merely pointed over towards the Aequatian forces, to an Orezian soldier saluting an Aequatian soldier.

"Thanks, son."

He walked away, and moved towards the Orezian sergeant, hoping to find out just what the hell they were supposed to do here. He looked up, and watched as another transport plane came in, carrying Cravanian troops and aid supplies.

Ooc: lol! Bor i Bergen, ja. E egentlig nordlending, men hold no til på Danmarksplass.

-Official Broadcast-

Due to adjustments within our government, General Stoeegaard is no longer the Miniser of External Affairs. By appointment from His Most Just and Righteous Majesty, King Harald II, the office of Minister of External Affairs is now held by Mr. Johan Pedersen.

***

To: President Joseph Mbabwe
From: Minister of External Affairs Johan Pedersen
Re.: Contracts

Sir,
Our position is clear in this, and similar matters. We hold the right of all nations to govern themselves in a sovereign manner, without coercion from foreign parties to be the highest of principles. As such, we will not send military forces until invited to do so by your nation’s lawful government.

That said, we will not invest in any nation unless we are convinced that our interests will be protected from corporate banditry and unlawful foreign acquisitions. We have no reason to suspect such actions from your government, but given the increasing amount of martial and fiscal activity by third parties in the Republic of Oerzia, we feel the need to secure our investments.

Until our two nations has agreed upon a diplomatic exchange, the delegation from Royal Oil and Von Hammer Mineral Mining Co. has been mandated by our ruler, HRH King Harald II, to negotiate the nature of our involvement in the rebuilding of your nation.

We are prepared to send two hundred officers and NCOs to start training your military, and one hundred police to help evolve your police-force as soon as you wish.

As for the arms contract, we are willing to offer the following deal:
We will trade Kalashnikov AK-47 and AK-74 assault rifles from you for 100 USD a piece. This will be deducted from the purchase sum.

As for the price, we will offer you the following discounts: Allies of Bertling – 5%, Continuous Armament Contract – 3%.

When it comes to your surplus ammunition, we will trade your 5.45x39 mm rounds for 5.56x45 mm round at a 1 to 10 rate.

Respectfully,
Johan Pedersen
Minister of External Affairs


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Olana National Airport
1406 Hours Local

As the green and red striped white Learjet with Bertlingian markings taxied off the runway, a small motorcade of three black Mercedes limos and two civilian pick-up trucks with “Bertlingian Trade Delegation” stickers on the doors rolled into the airport.

Nine men and women in business suits got of the plane and walked towards the waiting cars.

We are sending 2 ambassadors, 2 scientists from the ecotechnic institute, 2 trade specialists, and 10 guards, and 50 office workers.

Secret coded transmission, encrypted:
30 of the "office workers" are mercenaries from Ming Commercial House, RFS at your disposal who have full 3 year conscription in the military special forces trained in asymmetric warfare. They also have experience in fighting in Tokaleu, privateering in Red Tide 2, anti-piracy operations in Tilea and other low intensity conflicts. They are officer grade trainers mostly sergeants and lieutenants. Included in their baggage are manuals on how to build "technicals" -- Somali style jeeps with 155mm guns on them, RPGs, nightvision equipment, lightweight plastic body armor, conversion manuals on how to armor tractors, dump trucks, and other heavy equipment using a box style armor consisting of plate steel around a hard polymer cheap to produce super glue with steel rods embedded in it. In addition there are a few rocket designs one for a simple shoulder fired heat seeking missile, and another for a rocket guided wire bomb to entangle helicopter blades. Use the trainers wisely.

[RMV Aurora, Just inside Orezia Territorial Waters - Amphibious Zone Charlie - North of Aloc]

The hull of the Avisron Class Destroyer Aurora crashed through the war waters off the coast of Orezia. The journey here hadn't been very exciting.

Rear Admiral Kushner, Commander of the Amphibious Fleet, sat on the bridge of the destroyer as it slowed to allow the amphibious ships to take lead.

"McKagan has a way of asserting itself without starting world wars," the Admiral started while sipping on his tea and watching over the fleet in the clear blue weather that surrounded the amphibious zone. "We assert our foreign policy on people and don't get retaliated against. We invade and carve up nations economically and militarily and no one cares. Better yet - people do care but don't bother to attempt and stop us. McKagan portrays itself as a backwater nation. Automagfreek has signed a treaty with this nation to defend them and station some 25,000 Sentinels here. I think that's why the MIDD has uped the amphibious group we're sending in to 30,000 Krisona's and a Heavy Armored Division."

Kushner stood and walked across the brightly lit bridge. The shoreline was in view now and the Battlecruisers could be seen pulling away from the destroyer to secure the coastline. Helicopter blades started to spin on the amphibious assault ships and one of the Battlecruisers.

"Sir, the forward Krisona division is pushing to shore to mark the territory of the McKagan claim," a young, fresh faced Ensign said on the opposite side of the bridge from the Admiral.

The tactical display at the forward of the bridge clearly showed AVT-12 Heavy Lift Helicopters moving off into the distance. All of them were so far away from the destroyer that they had crossed the horizon. It was obvious what they were doing - moving deep inland. They'd set up a manned peremeter before engineers came in to set up a fenced one.

-

[Encrypted Message]

To: Orezia
From: McKagan Department of Energy and Resources
Subject: Uranium

Your recent public address states that part of the deal with Automagfreek as an agreement to export large quantities of uranium to that nation. Does that mean that you have discovered veins of the mineral since you last talked to McKagan corporations? If so, could we please expand on that claim and begin exports to McKagan?

-

[Encrypted Message]

To: Orezia
From: McKagan Imperial Defense Department
Subject: Subversive Paramilitary Regimes

As you obviously know - Orezia is now in the public spotlight. The once backwater nation is now offering up resources and possibly becoming one of the many frontlines in the continuing battle against The Kraven Corporation. This sudden change should be working wonders for your economy.

However, it is also a very real threat that it will begin to overwork its stay. You are already beginning to recieve offers from scores of nations trying to inform you which military hardware is best to buy. This generally happens to small nations.

You're already in a vulnerable state. It's McKagan's opinion that you should decline nearly all attempts to freely arm your military - minus basic amounts to get an operational police force. After a defense review has been conducted you should then invest some of the 2 trillion USD that McKagan invested in your nation in a viable weapons infrastructure. This will start the flow of money both in and out of your nation. Capitalism will begin to pick up and before long the economy will reap the rewards of future foreign investments using the capital from the weapons purchases.

This is merely a set of suggestions - McKagan will think no less of you should you choose otherwise. Futhermore, we are willing to send an envoy to advise your defense department on future weapons procurement matters.

[OOC: Kjempegreier. Bor i Laksevåg selv, men er en "innvandrer" jeg og. Fra Sunnmøre. Uansett, jeg tror at du burde sende folkene dine til Etir, som er hovedstaden i Orezia. Jeg går ut fra at du sender dem dit i stedet, siden det er der makten ligger...]

The conditions in Etir were better than in Olana, albeit just a notch. The buildings were a bit less shabby, the hangars a bit less rusty and the soldiers guarding the airport a lot more disciplined. Still, the soldiers were there only for the protection and watched the civilian officials in their suits and whatnot come over. The leader of the delegation was a lower-ranking official from the Foreign Ministry who exchanged the normal diplomatic phrases before leading the guests into the old Mercedes' and drove them to the Presidential Palace where the President himself was waiting for them.

As they got to the palace, a few soldiers dressed in khaki uniforms and khaki berets stood outside and had their AK-47s at present arms while the guests walked in. After a few sets of rather impressive white marble staircases, remnants from the ancient time when Britain maintained control of Orezia, they entered a hallway which ended with the waiting room outside the Presidents office. The wait was non-existant though, and the guests were greeted by none less than the President himself at his office doors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Orezia. Please." he said as he gestured for the foreign guests to enter his large but spartan office. There was naught but an oak desk, a rather large leather chair, a few chairs for guests, a Orezian flag behind the desk and a few pictures on the walls. The open windows displayed an impressive view of Etir Bay a few blocks down. The blue water sparkled beautifuly in the shining sun.


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Encrypted communique

"We will think of the use of the mercenaries. Thank you."

- General Philip Mandela


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Encrypted communique

"Yes, we have come across a relatively small vein of uranium deep within the mountains to the east of Olana. We are as of yet uncertain as to exactly how large the find is, and we would like some time to further investigate. However, we do believe that we can allow for additional mines to be opened, but we will require a lather large annual leasing fee per mine opened. We estimate that such a cost will be around $400 million per year, something which we find to be an acceptable sum given the rareness and value of the substance in question. We await your response."

- Commerce Minister Linda Growinga


Encrypted communique

"We understand your point and intend to follow it. We are already researching future doctrines and we will, pending the completion of said doctrines, begin looking for suitable military equipment and armaments. We will welcome your envoy at the earliest opportunity possible. Thank you for your words of advice and your offer to assist us."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


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[i]Open communique to all nations

"We are grateful for all wishes to help us extract our national resources, but the Government and Parliament alike feel that we now have enough foreign investors in our nation. Naturally, we will be willing to negotiate having companies start up businesses in Orezia, but the 'free for all' market is now closed.

"We thank all those who have expressed wishes to open branches of their corporations in Orezia and those who have chosen to not only open branches of their corporations here, but also those nations who have helped us diplomatically, economically and militarily. Thank you."

- Orezian Foreign Ministry

[i]"Yes, we have come across a relatively small vein of uranium deep within the mountains to the east of Olana. We are as of yet uncertain as to exactly how large the find is, and we would like some time to further investigate. However, we do believe that we can allow for additional mines to be opened, but we will require a lather large annual leasing fee per mine opened. We estimate that such a cost will be around $400 million per year, something which we find to be an acceptable sum given the rareness and value of the substance in question. We await your response."

- Commerce Minister Linda Growinga

From: McKagan Department of Energy and Resources

That price is adequate. An Avalt Systems International survey team will enter the country at a later date to survey sites for a possibility of two independent sites.

Everyone knew of the situation growing arounf Al Kahif, about how they were the enemy until only mere hours before, and many were still suspicious and not willing to trust them right away. A rough feeling of cooperation only existed with the knowlodge that both the Aequatians and Cravanians were there to fight a common enemy, the Corporation.

Sergeant Martins was organizing her squad at her company's assembly area when she was approached by the Orezian soldier, she turned to greet him and returned the salute, "Sergeant Sandra Martins, first battalion, 2nd Infantry Division, you'll probably want to meet with our battalion commander, Lieutenant-Colonel Thomas Boyd, as to our unit's deployment around the city," she said before taking a look around for the battalion's headquarters detachment and pointing to a collection of vehicles and soldiers, "There's the man you want to see."

Daniel listened as the foreign sergeant explained who she was, which unit she was affiliated with and where to find the person Daniel wanted to see. She directed him to a bunch of vehicles and people, so Daniel smiled to her.

"Thank you sergeant. Perhaps we'll meet again." he said with a charming and slightly accented voice before saluting her again. After the salute was returned, he marched two steps back, did an about face and walked over to the battalion HQ which he had been instructed to. As he walked over, his AK slung over his shoulder, he stopped close by the vehicles and looked for anyone with more brass, silver or gold on his shoulders than anyone else. Spotting the person, he walked over briskly and once again came to a parade stop, British-style, and saluted, yet again British-style.

"Sergeant Daniel Okali, Orezian Ground Force! I assume you are Leftenant-Colonel Boyd?" he stated in a polite yet powerful voice.


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Encrypted communique

"We shall be waiting for your team."

- Commerce Minister Linda Growinga

Encrypted Communique:
We have several cargo ships filled with Russian small arms and ammunition which we interdicted during our Red Tide2 privateering. We are not sure the exact contents, but they should be significant. Enough to arm an insurgency. It would include SMGs, Assault Rifles, Mines, Hand Grenades, Pistols, and other equipment. We also have arms captured from the Red Sons of Tilea. These arms have been sitting in a warehouse for a decent amount of time. As a gesture of goodwill we could send these to you. These arms have been listed as destroyed. All serial numbers and manufactures identifying marks have been removed. These arms would be shipped to you as part of the equipment for the banana and coconut plantations. We would like to thank you for doing business with us.

Somehow, Polskin heard Daniel over the noise of the airfield.

"Sergeant Daniel Okali, Orezian Ground Force! I assume you are Leftenant-Colonel Boyd?"

So they have a sergeant in charge here?, Polskin thought to himself. Ah well... I have to talk strategy with these guys anyways. The General will be here in an hour...

Colonel John Polskin walked up to the Orezian sergeant and the Aequatian colonel, hoping to discuss strategy with them. The fight to defend Orezia would probably not be an easy one.

He walked up to the two men, his rifle slung over his back. He waited until the Aequatian colonel responded to Daniel before he would interrupt.

Progress on the McKagan landing zone was going just as planned. A few platoons of IMA Soldiers were ashore and the combat engineers had finished constructing the small outer fence that circled the entierty of the massive claim the military base would be built on.

Heavy helicopters were landing on an airfield that had just been established. Material of all sorts was coming off. Soldiers and their armored vehicles continued coming to shore and moving to the outer fence to provide operational security.

By the end of the week heavy construction would be underway.

-

[Encrypted Message]

To: Orezia
From: McKagan Imperial Defense Department

We have more suggestions.

Your nation is currently in the international spotlight. However, you may lack the necessary military power to enforce your own laws. We're officially asking for your permission to do a few different things for the time being.

For starters - we believe that a McKagan military presense outside of our base would be beneficial for both parties. We'd like to have the right to send combat patrols anywhere in the nation to maintain the peace. These will be light patrols in Infantry Fighting Vehicles and the like. No main battle tanks.

Futhermore, we realize that your nation currently has a very low scale Air Force. McKagan has two very powerful air units. The Imperial McKagan Air Force (IMAF) and McKagan Naval Air Force (MNAF). We'd like to move a carrier battlegroup into the area and become a scout force above the nation.

Finally - you have no navy. This is the biggest security threat in the region. Your nation is an economic boom right now - but you cannot protect its lifeblood, shipping. Out of goodwill we'd like to be the nation that patrols your nations waters. We wouldn't interupt shipping that is verified through us - but would intercept and identify anything that isn't.

Again - we will think no less of you if you decline any or all of these offers. It's your nation, we're merely looking out for your best interests.

[END]

-

Before the Orezian government can even respond to the offers a McKagan fleet is put together. Five Avisron Class Destroyers, Eight Xechon Class Battlecruisers, Eight Illusion Class Frigates, One Estranged Class Aircraft Carrier, and Four Hamlim Class Attack Submarines (SSN's) depart from various patrols, ports, and theatres to head for the territorial waters of Orezia.

All the ships in the formation are fairly quick - minus the carrier. They'll be there fairly soon to begin setting up security zones.

Encrypted communique

"We have considered your offer and we are less than enthusiastic about it. We feel that a foreign military presence patrolling our streets and countryside would bring a disturbing sense of foreign occupation over Orezia, something which is considered a threat to the Orezian national security. Therefore we must decline your suggestions concerning ground and air patrols.

"As for the naval part, we will allow it for the time being. Our planners have settled upon a naval doctrine in which we are to aquire twenty-six (26) fast patrol boats armed with missiles and guns, ten (10) corvettes, eight (8) frigates (of which at least six will be capable of carrying helicopters) and ten (10) submarines. We will also look for helicopters to fit upon the ships.

"In terms of the Ground Force, our planners are very much in favor of increasing the existing ground force into eight (8) brigade-sized elements, in which we shall have ten (10) infantry battalions, eight (8) armored battalions, six (6) engineer battalions, four (4) aviation battalions, eight (8) support battalions and three (3) special forces battalions.

"When it comes to the Air Force, we are strong advocates of a relatively strong force of multi-role fighter jets, supported by airborne early warning aircraft, refueling aircraft and transport planes. We anticipate that we shall require some three hundred (300) multi-role fighters, twenty-four (24) AWACS, twenty-four (24) refueling aircraft and thirty-six (36) transport aircraft.

"The role of the Armed Forces shall be to defend the sovereignty of Orezia and to assist the National Police if massive troubles occur. We believe that we shall have a force of roughly 30,000 in the Ground Force, 6,000 in the Naval Force and 10,000 in the Air Force. This comes to a total of roughly 46,000 men under arms. We shall start searching for military equipment and armaments after having gone over our plans with your military envoy."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

A message was sent to the Orezian government from a Cravanian ship calling itself the INS Opulence.

To the government of Orezia

I have recieved word that the bulk of our force is arriving within the next hour via transport ship. They request permission to land the troops on the coast or in a port, and request word on where the troops should be stationed to assist in the defence of your nation. Please respond immediately. Thank you.

-Rear Admiral George Robertson, INS Opulence, CIN

The massive Opulence silently continued its patrol of Orezian waters, unseen to most radar systems and blending in with the waves, its sleek profile hiding it to the casual observer.

Lieutenant-Colonel Boyd greeted the sergeant with a brisk salute, wearing the same combat uniform as Sergeant Martins save for a field cap with a silver oak leaf on the front in place of the standard kevlar helmet, "Hello, Sergeant Okali, I am indeed Lieutenant-Colonel Boyd, commander of the first battalion," He paused in his speaking when he took notice of the Cravan officer that approached both of them.

After directing the Orezian sergeant to the command detachment, Martins went back to work in helping the other non-commissioned officers of her company unload the heavier equipment of the battalion which had arrived, such as the Cougar Armoured Gun Systems and the Centurion Light Armoured Vehicles mounted with the long-barrel 120mm mortars. She looked over at a large C-5 aircraft as the Air Force crew in their olive drab uniforms helped to unload a large vehicle covered with a tarpe, she knew from the form it was one of the AH-16 Gunships belonging to the division's aviation brigade. Aequatian Army and Marine infantry had a long, loving relationship with the helicopter gunship, time and again it has proven to save many lives simply by being there, intimidating the enemy into surrender without having fire a shot. The Black Cobra aircraft were certainly good for that, their hulking figure was definately something to fear along with its impressive weapon systems.

[Encrypted Message]

From: McKagan Imperial Defense Department

"We have considered your offer and we are less than enthusiastic about it. We feel that a foreign military presence patrolling our streets and countryside would bring a disturbing sense of foreign occupation over Orezia, something which is considered a threat to the Orezian national security. Therefore we must decline your suggestions concerning ground and air patrols."


We fully understand your concerns and will keep our soldiers within the confines of the fortress until an emergency arises. However, we must ask as to why the air patrols were rejected? High altitude patrols by small Tactical Fighters would be just as transparent as the naval operation. They would also serve a similiar purpose - as air travel in and out of the nation is just as important as naval freight.

Encrypted communique

"In order to preserve our national pride. The presence of aircraft and soldiers over and on Orezian territory is not very good for our national pride. They can be seen by everyone. Naval vessels patrolling off our shores cannot, hence they are not as great a threat to our national pride, which is something we must preserve in order to be able to unite our nation and bring it into the modern world. Therefore we do not wish to have foreign aircraft and soldiers patrolling our territory. I hope you understand this reasoning, as it is very important to preserve the national pride and patriotism. We have a number of fighterjets which can protect our airspace adequately for the time being. We do not have naval vessels. Yet."

- President Joseph Mbabwe


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Daniel looked at the LtCol which stood opposite him and continued. He still stood at attention.

"Sir. I have been instructed by my officers to escort you to the local military headquarters. The battalion commander wishes to co-ordinate the deployments or something. I have a jeep ready to take you to him sir."

[Encrypted Message]

From: McKagan Imperial Defense Department


"In order to preserve our national pride. The presence of aircraft and soldiers over and on Orezian territory is not very good for our national pride. They can be seen by everyone. Naval vessels patrolling off our shores cannot, hence they are not as great a threat to our national pride, which is something we must preserve in order to be able to unite our nation and bring it into the modern world. Therefore we do not wish to have foreign aircraft and soldiers patrolling our territory. I hope you understand this reasoning, as it is very important to preserve the national pride and patriotism. We have a number of fighterjets which can protect our airspace adequately for the time being. We do not have naval vessels. Yet."

- President Joseph Mbabwe

Of course we understand. We were thinking more security minded than around national pride and patriotism. The MIDD respects your wishes and will do as such.

Daniel looked at the LtCol which stood opposite him and continued. He still stood at attention.

"Sir. I have been instructed by my officers to escort you to the local military headquarters. The battalion commander wishes to co-ordinate the deployments or something. I have a jeep ready to take you to him sir."

OOC: Was that directed at the Aequatian officer, my officer, or both?

The Generals at the McKagan Naval Air Force never liked being said no to. The MNAF is a small, intimate force that forces commanders to become very territorial with their squadrons. Putting an entier aircraft carrier somewhere and then telling the pilots they can't fly wasn't a very good idea.

That's why they were going to fly.

The MNAF especially didn't like having other forces get treatment above them. They contacted their comrades at the IMAF - their land based counterpart. The problem was battlespace identification. The MNAF didn't operate any AWAC's aircraft. The MNAF was a small force built to launch from carriers and Dreadnaughts when an airbase wasn't available within the range needed.

Soon the MIDD had mediated a deal. The MNAF would soon have the support of a dozen KLA-064 Battlefield Intelligence Aircraft flying outside Orezian airspace. They could monitor the airspace of the whole country. The squadron for this operation is actually 18 aircraft, with six filling the gap to allow crews to rest and get some leave time between flights.

OOC: Was that directed at the Aequatian officer, my officer, or both?
[OOC: I did plan for it to be for the Aequatian officer only, but it can be for both. Got to do it for both armies, so just assume that it was for both officers. Didn't remember that he was there so yeah. Bad wording.]

Over Orezia, a flight of two MiG-29 Fulcrums from No.3 Squadron based at Etir International Airports military area flew a standard Combat Air Patrol, making their way over the western parts of Orezia at 550 knots. Underneath the wings, each fighter carried four AA-10 Alamos and two AA-11 Archers fixed to the hardpoints underneath the wings, sufficient to be a threat to any aircraft which entered the range of the fighters, but nothing more. Both pilots knew that and prayed that there would be no engagements this day either. They wanted to live until the Government got off its arse and bought new, modern fighters. They wanted new planes!


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The money the foreign nations had donated were starting to be used. The Government had granted fifty million dollars to construct a factory which produced medical equipment. A lot of different medical equipment such as EEGs, medical ventilators, dialysis machines, heart-lung machines and x-ray machines were being constructed and sold cheaply to the Government, which then distributed it to the various hospitals around Orezia. Another thing which the Government had granted money for was the complete refurbishing of the hospitals and schools around Orezia, something which would cost somewhere around three hundred million dollars over the next five years. Medicines were being bought from abroad and shipped in to Orezia en masse, where it too was distributed to hospitals and clinics throughout the country. Doctors and nurses were also being trained along with emergency medical technicians and other necessary medical personell in order to support the demand.

As for the schooling, teachers were being educated and schools refurbished with new coats of paint, textbooks, better learning resources, etc. Parliament passed an act which made attending school mandatory, something which it hadn't been in the past. Children, many of them orphans, were being brought to schools and educated by the orphinages instead of milling around in the streets, doing nothing. Over the first year of the new education plan President Mbabwe had started, nine hundred thousand children and teenagers learned the ABCs of reading and writing. Many adults were also offered free education so that they too could learn how to read and write, and thus get themselves proper jobs.

Jobs was another thing Mbabwes government started creating. Factories, mills, mines and fisheries were built and opened, most of them paid for by Government subsidies. In all, some three million jobs would be created within four years, ensuring a drastic drop in unemployment.

This creation of jobs along with increased funding for the twenty-eight thousand strong police force made crime drop seriously. The drug smugglers were being put out of business thanks to an increased offensive from the police, supported by the military. A few hundred lives were lost, but the drug consumption and smuggling dropped drastically.

The one thing that prevented the people from being completely happy was the lack of military strength and ability to defend the homeland. Many lived in fear of foreign invasion, something which was strengthened by the many articles and stories about how the Kraven Corporation wanted to invade and how terrible Kraven was. Several demonstrations were held in Etir, demanding a stronger military. They demanded action, now!

A massive fleet inched its way towards the coast of Orezia, all of it transport ships. Onboard were over 200,000 Cravanian troops and dedicated to the defense of the small nation from Kraven's forces. They sent a message to the government of Orezia, requesting permission to offload their troops and humanitarian cragos, and asking where the troops should be stationed since it was known Orezians did not like to have foreign troops patrolling their streets.

[OOC: Consider permission granted and having a few soldiers watch your people disembark. They're there to guide you around, but other than that, they'll just hang around in the background, smoking and watching (most of them have never seen any foreigners before, let alone people who aren't African).]

The McKagan fleet had just arrived in theatre. Setting up a wall of patrols around the territorial waters of the nation, they looked to protect it from any covert Capitol Police insertion. The Orezian's had actually opened themselves up to a Kraven attack by not allowing McKagan air patrols. Whereas McKagan's KLA-41 Multi Role fighters could fire missiles at a much longer range than any Soviet made fighter. They had better RADAR and in some cases FLIR, and had a supercruise that could allow for a much better patrol efficiency. That had all gone to waste as the pilots were forced to sit on the carrier and enjoy the flight deck weather due to some Orezian government officials opinion of national pride.

McKagan wasn't about to fight them over it though - the longer the Kraven conflict went on the more McKagan would gain. The conflict had engulfed multiple nations smaller than McKagan. This would create a gap in military power between McKagan's generation of nations and the smaller ones development. It's all good in terms of strategic doctrine on an MCID Directors' desk in Triesa, McKagan.

All had been calm on this day. Pilots performing fleet scout missions could see for miles in the brightly lit and clear sky's above the coastline. A pair of KLA-41's flew in wide formation just in the blue water zone of the nations coast at roughly 6000 meters up.

"Hey Ax', how long do you think we'll be stuck out here patroling the beach?," a young pilot said, breaking the radio silence that had been self imposed since leaving the carrier.

"I'd say a while. At least until an airport is built. The rest of the carriers are in Leafanistan or the colony sectors." Axl, the flights ranking officer said.

Then, before the other airman could respond, they recieved a message from the fleet.

"Erm, boys. An Xechon Battlecruiser just picked up two MiG's on the coastline. The Admiral wants you to give them a visit."

"Confirmed."

-

The two KLA-41 Multi-Role fighters banked and then turned towards the coastline. This penetration of the Orezian airspace wasn't important enough to prompt an official government complaint - at least that's what the fleet was hoping on.

As they crossed over the coastline the mutal feeling was that they both hoped that no anti-aircraft systems had been purchased and put in the hands of inexperienced operators who may open fire.

Within 30 minutes they would be nearing the MiG's for a simple visual identification and chat. It was actually labled as a presense mission. Maybe the MiG pilots would think that the fleet couldn't see them there. They definately wouldn't know just how stealthy the KLA-41 one - so when one suddenly makes contact with them they will be in for a shock.

[OOC: I hope you don't mind McKagan.]

The two MiGs were flying in a normal two-ship formation, one MiG fifty meters to the right and twenty meters behind the other. They were cruising at 550 knots, enjoying yet another beautiful sunny day in Orezia. It was only a coincidence that one of the pilots turned to look towards the sea when he saw...

"Hey! Mig two, this is lead. I think I just saw something. A reflection of some sort. Let's check."

"Roger."

The pilot had seen the reflection of the sun from the cockpit canopy of one of the incoming fighters, but when he checked his radar, he could see nothing. He had read about stealth aircraft but never seen any. That was about to change.

The two MiGs broke formation and decended, flying down to the altitude of the visual sighting while arming their weapons systems. Too close for the Alamos, so they prepped the Archers. As his MiG manouvered left, the lead pilot contacted the tower.

"Etir tower, this is Mig one. Investigating suspicious visual sighting. Stand by."

"Copy that Mig one. Standing by."

The two MiGs were manouverable aircraft, and the two MiGs moved in towards the possible contact from the flanks at 600 knots.

Cravanian troops offloaded, greeted by the Orezian troops there to guide them around. Landing barges dropped off anything from main battle tanks to the Cravanian humvees. A private jet was also detected by Orezian radar, requesting permission to land. It was carrying the Cravanian general tasked with commanding Cravanian troops in the region.

The two KLA-41's stayed on their original course, allowing the MiG's to get closer. Before the MiG's would have time to decide if it was time to fire the lead officer turned his open radio frequency broadcasteron.

"This is McKagan Naval Air Force Flight ETG-52 from Carrier Nemesis. We're just up here checking on you boys. How are you doing on this fine day?"

The radio call came just as the leader of the two-ship flight was about to challenge the planes to identify themselves or get shot at. Fortunately for both sides, no weapons were discharged nor were any threats of doing so issued. The day was saved. So far, anyways. The two MiGs took up positions along side the two allied fighters before the lead MiG answered.

"This is Orezian Air Force Mig flight. We're doing pretty well, thank you very much. We're just up here, soaking up some sun rays. How are you gentlemen doing today? Enjoying Orezia, I hope? Over."

"Glad to hear everything is good. The weather here is great. I've not seen it this well in many other places. Expect alot of MNAF patrols to identify you or other Orezian Air Force flights in the near future. The MCID is afraid that the Kraven Corporation may use a small number of aircraft to launch a devastating attack. We aren't taking any chances. Over."

"Copy that. If you ever come to Etir, visit a pub called 'the Oasis', ask for Pilot Officer Gribo and I'll buy you a drink. Thanks for the heads up. Over."

(OOC: Pythogria and I recently created an alliance to help combat Kraven, and I think it'd be a good idea for some of you guys to join. Aequatio is already in.)

Message to all nations involved in the planning of the defense of Orezia, including Orezia:

Cravan and Pythogria have recently founded an alliance who's purpose is to better integrate military strategy. The first item on the agenda of this alliance is the destruction of the Kraven Corporation. It is highly suggested that all nations partaking in the defense of Orezia join this alliance to improve the strategies employed. For more information, go here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=477689)

From Emperor Matthew Craven I

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The troops continued to offload, with a seemingly endless flow of materials coming from the ships. Alot of it was humanitarian supplies, and they were immediately transported to the capital.

At a large warehouse in Etir, guarded by soldiers, many workers were busy registering the supplies brought in on a newly purchased computer system. The supplies were then stored until they were placed on trucks which took them to the areas where they were needed. A large convoy of fifty-six trucks guarded by fourty soldiers in ten jeeps equipped with M1919A4 machine guns was due to leave for Olana in three hours. Already, the soldiers had shot dead three attempted thieves who had tried to steal supplies so that they could sell on the black market. That was sufficient to prevent any other attempts of theft here, but the convoy was expected to be attacked by thieves and criminals too, hence the need of soldiers guarding it.

[OOC: If anyone is interested, I've announced the need for equipment for an Army here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=477714) and the need for a new rifle here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=477678)]

Daniel looked at the LtCol which stood opposite him and continued. He still stood at attention.

"Sir. I have been instructed by my officers to escort you to the local military headquarters. The battalion commander wishes to co-ordinate the deployments or something. I have a jeep ready to take you to him sir."

Boyd nodded, "All right, I'll come and later give the deployment orders to my superiors so they can organize the other division's elements," He then walked over to the waiting jeep with the others.

A Sleek Black VTOL craft roared low across the sea, many miles from the Orezian Coastline, its two Capitol Police pilots silently watched the various waves pass beneath the craft, as its swept wing profile cut through the air like an arrow flying towards its target, the Craft was a Mark III Stealth VTOL, designed for Recon, Search and Destroy, and Quick Strike Retaliation, this mission however was simply to take some photographs of the Topography and unit deployment of the various forces present in Orezia....

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v399/HorusGodEmperor/pilots.jpg

The Craft was still a long way from the target zone, but for now the Pilots flew the craft perfectly across the ocean...

http://www.lowobservable.com/images/f121.jpg

Daniel nodded and walked over to the jeep. Before he got over, one of the soldiers there made the others drop their cigarettes into the ground and stand up straight, showing some degree of respect for the foreign officers. Daniel unslinged his AK and got into the back of the Jeep where he sat down with the AK in his lap, sitting seemingly relaxed but being prepared for combat any moment. There were still criminals in Orezia, and Daniel considered himself responsible for the safety of the foreign officers. The driver was already in place, his AK being in the back with Daniel. The engine of the old jeep, a vehicle which had been in service constantly since 1943 when it was made in the USA, was humming, burning diesel as they waited for the officers to get in.

Colonel Polskin boarded the jeep, putting his C56A in his lap.

Boyd set his G6 carbine at his side as he greeted the Cravanian officer, "Hard to believe that days ago we'd be shooting at each other, now we're sitting here in the same jeep."

"Ain't it the truth.", Polskin said chuckling to himself.

The Craft began to approach the Shore, it gained height to bring itself just above the treeline, while the Internal Photographic bay began to take systematic pictures of the Topography.... the Craft continued further inland...


(OOC: Sorry for the short post, I'm just stating that the Craft has just broken into your air space, and is starting to travel from the coast inland, from East to West)

Daniel listened as the two officers started chatting with each other. ''It's good that they're getting along. Seemed like there was some tentions between them earlier...' With a smirk, he tapped the shoulder of the driver, who immediately started driving away from the terminal building.

The ride was a bit bumpy at first, but it became smoother as the jeep rolled into the city propper. Buildings were everywhere, ranging from small two-story to large twenty-story buildings. A few open areas were scattered around the city, and many people were out in the streets, buying stuff at the markets, drinking warm coffee or tea in cafés on the street corners, playing games or just milling around. The traffic was very light, with trucks and old taxis dominating the traffic. Few modern cars were there, with old Mercedes and BMWs being the main types of taxis and private cars.

After driving through the city for about fifteen minutes, the jeep rolled into a restricted area filled with soldiers. The dicipline here was better than that at the airport, with few soldiers sitting idly by smoking. Instead, there were formations of soldiers doing various forms of drills, exercises and what-not, while sergeants and officers shouted out orders and kept the men alert. The jeep rolled past quite a few platoons marching around outside two-story white-painted barracks before it stopped outside a large white four-story building made out of wood. Near the main entrance, a large sign stated clearly what was going on here.

HEADQUARTERS
No.3 INFANTRY BATTALION
OREZIAN GROUND FORCE

Daniel got out and straightened his uniform, brushing dust off it, the beret, the boots and the rifle before turning to the officers.

"If you'd follow me sirs."

He then walked into the building and stopped at the single desk which was in the rather large airconditioned room. Behind it, a man dressed in BDUs sat doing very little.

"Daniel, you old bugger. I thought I'd seen the last of you at Acol!"

"Yeah, well apparently you haven't. These foreign officers are here to see the colonel."

"I see. I'll take it from here. You go to the mess hall and have a cup of iced tea. I'll be over shortly," the other man said to Daniel before turning to the officers. "Gentlemen, I am staff sergeant Fulna. Please follow me to Colonel Tutiis office. He's expecting you."

The staff sergeant then got up and escorted the two foreign officers up a few sets of stairs, followed by a few corridors before they got to a waiting room with five stick chairs.

"If you'd please wait here sirs. The colonel will be out shortly." Fulna told them before knocking on the door of the colonel. A brisk voice answered, barking out "What!"

Fulna opened the door and peered his head in, clearly frightened by the person inside.

"Sir, the foreign officers are here."

"Well? What are you standing there for? Send them in damnit!" the voice barked, leading to Fulna quickly pulling his head out and opening the door completely.

"The colonel will see you now sirs." Fulna said before leaving rather quickly. Inside, Colonel Tutii got up and straightened his uniform. This old bastard of a soldier was sixty-nine years old, one point sixty-three meters tall, powerfully built like a bulldog, black as night, bald and with his body so filled with scars that he looked like the angel of death, which was one of the nicknames he was known by. Tutii was one of the oldest active soldiers in Orezia, having lead a guerilla group for ten years in the midst of the jungle during the civil war. His group had inflicted massive casualties on the enemy, having shown no remorse or mercy. He had been a military man all his life and dispite his short, densely built character, he displayed an aura of fear and respect. Still, he smiled respectfully at the foreign officers as they entered and spoke in a eerily polite voice.

"Gentlemen, I am Colonel Tutii. Welcome to Orezia."

[OOC: All you Anti-Kraven people. I mentioned an Anti-Capitol Police round earlier. Well now I've put it out for export for you guys in a closed thread. It's part of a much bigger RP i'm planning - it would be nice if some of you got over there. Link. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=477733)

Two Mirage-2000s on CAP over the northern part of the coastline saw something on the horizon. Something black which wasn't supposed to be there. Immediately, the two Mirages increased to maximum speed and altered course to try to intercept while alerting everything there.

http://www.globalsecurity.org/military/world/europe/images/mirage2000c-pic.jpg

The loadout of four AA-10 Alamos and two AA-11 Archers were readied for battle. The presence of Archers and Alamos on the Mirages was thanks to some tinkering and upgrading the software on the planes, something which allowed the Orezians to use the munitions on the aircraft. The two Mirages had difficulty locking on the contact, but that didn't mean that they didn't try. Moving at Mach 1.9 at 40,000 feet, the Mirages did their best to close on the enemy so that they might be able to lock on their AA-11s or, at worst, strafe it with their twin 30mm cannons.

[OOC: What's the top speed of that VTOL Kraven?]

"Copy that. If you ever come to Etir, visit a pub called 'the Oasis', ask for Pilot Officer Gribo and I'll buy you a drink. Thanks for the heads up. Over."

"Copy that. I'll do that if I ever get a break from these patrols. We'll be back up here or contact your superiors if the MCID comes out with anymore intelligence. Stay safe. Axl out."

The KLA-41 flight rolled away from the other flight and pulled to a lower altitude to make an approach run on the carrier to refuel, rest, and then start another patrol.

Two Mirage-2000s on CAP over the northern part of the coastline saw something on the horizon. Something black which wasn't supposed to be there. Immediately, the two Mirages increased to maximum speed and altered course to try to intercept while alerting everything there.

http://www.globalsecurity.org/military/world/europe/images/mirage2000c-pic.jpg

The loadout of four AA-10 Alamos and two AA-11 Archers were readied for battle. The presence of Archers and Alamos on the Mirages was thanks to some tinkering and upgrading the software on the planes, something which allowed the Orezians to use the munitions on the aircraft. The two Mirages had difficulty locking on the contact, but that didn't mean that they didn't try. Moving at Mach 1.9 at 40,000 feet, the Mirages did their best to close on the enemy so that they might be able to lock on their AA-11s or, at worst, strafe it with their twin 30mm cannons.

[OOC: What's the top speed of that VTOL Kraven?]


(OOC: Im not sure, around Mach 3.1, as a rough Estimate, Aircraft aren't my strong point)

The VTOL continued to fly its path, until the two Capitol Police Pilots were alerted to two enemy craft, their console was lit up like a christmas tree as warning lights flashed, indicating potential target lock...

"We have Enemy craft inbound... Advise?"

"Abort Mission, return to Field Base"

"By your Command"

The Craft turned, gaining some height, and with it some speed, before turning sharply, the Craft while turning began to switch its vector, slowing its speed and allowing it to turn even tighter, the air frame was stretched to its maximum ability and warning lights flashed stating they were pushing the craft to its limits, the two pilots fought the dual controls, bringing the craft right around and returning to its course, moving back the way it came, a full reverse...

The Craft wasn't outfitted for combat, it was mearly a Recon Craft, and the two pilots, gained more height and further increased its speed, until it was nearing mach 2.9...

Polskin smiled at Tutii.

"Thank you. I wish we could be here under better circumstances."

Boyd saluted, his carbine across his back as he spoke, "Thank you, Colonel, from what I saw in the drive in from the airport, your nation seems very promising. I am Lieutenant-Colonel Boyd, commanding officer of the First Battalion, Second Infantry Division of the Aequatian Army, I am here on behalf of our brigade commander to obtain our deployment orders, our current numbers include the full first brigade, an airmobile reconnaissance company, and an attack helicopter battalion from our aviation brigade ready for mobilization from the airport."

Sergeant Martins was sitting with the rest of her squad on the roof of their Cavalier armoured vehicle as they waited for Boyd to return with their orders from the Orezian command. She looked over at the MH-60 Helicopters and the smaller AH-10 gunships as they waited for the call to come as well, the Cavalry airmobile troopers were playing soccer with a few of the infantry soldiers on the tarmac.

The fighterpilots watched in awe as the mystery aircraft turned 180 degrees and headed away extremely fast. The two Mirages also turned, but they lost valuable seconds and kilometers. Nevertheless, one of the fighters got an AA-10 Alamo missile locked and fired it. It never reached the target though, running out of fuel and falling down to the ground where it exploded harmlessly into one of the great rivers of the country. The chatter between the two fighters was intense as they tried to follow, but it was to no avail. The black shape became smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared.

"What the hell was that? It can't have been an aircraft!"

"Perhaps it was a UFO?"

"Maybe. What should we report it as?"

"Exactly what it was. An unidentified flying object, possibly an enemy aircraft."

"Okay."


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Colonel Tutii shook the hands of both men and noted that only one of them had bothered to properly introduce himself.

"I understand leftenant-colonel. That was the reason why I wanted to speak with you." He turned to the other man.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get the name...?" he said with a voice which said relatively discreetly that he disliked the lack of manners from the man.

With the MNAF having nothing to do other than perform saturation patrols up and down the coastline it wasn't a surprise that a few KLA-41's had picked up the UFO. They hadn't warned the Orezian pilots of a possible attack in that way for just any reason - the MCID seriously believed that the Capitol Police may try to fly a low level bomber or transport plane into the country to start the first phase of an infestation.

The Combat Intelligence Center aboard one of the destroyers quickly picked up on the skirmish and prepared to get assets in place to intercept the Kraven forces. A patrol of 3 KLA-41's was in decent position to intercept the lone scout vessel. Better yet, they were highly stealthy craft able to avoid RADAR detection until the very last moment. The UFO was coming back out towards the ocean whereas the KLA-41's were facing inland.

"Prometheus to RTA-12, imbound Scout Aircraft on your position. UFO. Running suggests hostile intentions. Has been engaged by native forces unsucessfully. No surprise. Take fucker out. Over."

"Copy that Prometheus. Taking fucker out. Over."

It was lining up to be a chicken run. The two forces were headed directly towards each other. However, the MNAF force had a numerical advantage. This allowed two of the fighters to loop around and set a bearing identical to the UFO to be able to pick it up and follow-up engage it should the other plane fail. The other plane had the first stage of the attack. Maintaining it heading it slowed to nearly stall speed to ensure the rate of close between him and the UFO would be slower - making it easier to get more shots off before the UFO passed him.

All McKagan Air Superiority Fighters were equipped with the Kriegzimmer designed AAM.176 Beyond Visual Range Air to Air Missile. With a range of 275 kilometers it had a range much greater than most other missiles. It was a tried and tested design.

As the UFO crossed the 300km mark in the distance to the MNAF fighter the pilot tensed up, continued watching the Tactical Data Display, and prepared to fire. Training had paid off - for the exact moment the craft crossed the 275 mark he pulled the trigger two times. Unleashing 2 of his 8 missiles that would fly to the target at Mach 3.7 - he waited while watching the RADAR for results.

Above him the other two fighters were completing their altitude loop and dropping back to a fighting altitude. Their stealth properties meant that there was a good chance the UFO wouldn't see them even though their friend had given his position away with the opening volley.

There would be chances for only 2 more missile volleys to be fired before the UFO would pass him. He intended to use those chances, too. One at 180 kilometeres would be the best all-round bet and one at 70 km's would be the last ditch effort before he handed it over to his friends above.

Colonel Tutii shook the hands of both men and noted that only one of them had bothered to properly introduce himself.

"I understand leftenant-colonel. That was the reason why I wanted to speak with you." He turned to the other man.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get the name...?" he said with a voice which said relatively discreetly that he disliked the lack of manners from the man.

"Oh dear, I'm terribly sorry. I've had a lot on my mind with this invasion and all... I am Colonel John Polskin, 42nd Cravanian Infantry Division."

Polskin wanted to kill himself for forgetting to introduce himself. He never did have people skills.

"Indeed." was all Tutii said before turning briskly towards a large map on an equally large table. The map showed Olana and the surrounding area, most of it being jungle. However, there were quite a few small villages and not so dense forest surrounding most of Olana, and the mountains also held a few villages. Around the map, there were colored wooden pieces which showed the deployment of forces and small yellow post-it notes next to them indicating strength, unit commander and radio callsign. Many were located around Olana and the immediate surroundings, but there were also quite a few in the moutains, villages and jungle. However, much of the area was without cover.

"Gentlemen, here you see the deployment of the battalion. I've got two companies, 'A' and 'E' holding Olana city, and the rest is scattered around like wild geese. Three platoons of 'D' company are in the mountains, while 'B' company is in the jungle to the south fighting the drug smugglers. 'C' company is the tactical reserve, located here," he pointed to a small village called O'llagi some thirty kilometers northwest of Olana. "at O'llagi. My battalion is spread out too much, so what I'd like you to do is to take... It was both infantry divisions, correct?"

"Yes, we are both infantry commanders. I believe I recieved word that a sizable force of ours' has landed on the coast and is awaiting deployment orders, too. But they aren't under my command. I still don't know what general they've assigned to help defend this theatre."

The Kraven Scout craft accelerated up to Mach 3.1, while the Mckagan air craft began to launch salvos of missiles, Kraven Aircraft were noted for their extreme amounts of ECMs and ECCMS, and so various counter measures were deployed, including thermal masking, and Chaff, several large star bursts errupted out, causing the first of the missiles to go off course, landing in the waters below..

But as the craft continued to approach, and while the enemy air craft waited, Kraven continued headlong towards its objectives... escape...

The Next missiles flew in and the Counter measures were engaged, causing the explosion to happen a few miles away in a remote part of the sea...

The Pilots increased the speed, pushing the vector craft to its limits, using every ounce of its twin turbofan engines, every warning light flashed as the two pilots maintained control...

until the last missile slammed into the Crafts nose, causing the fire ball to land in the ocean at such a speed the craft was decimated... complete and utter annihilation... burning fragments of craft were scattered across 900 yards worth of sea, which it turn slowly began to sink beneath the waves.....

---- Scout Craft Alpha ----

---- Lost Contact ----

---- Advise ----

---- Awaiting further Instructions ----

===== Will Update, Standby ====

----- Confirmed -----

The craft had gotten so close to the plane that was firing missiles that the pilot of that particular KLA-41 didn't even register the destruction visually. Then, on an open radio frequency, came the message that continued the line of communications regarding the UFO.

"Prometheus - Splash one fucker. Sending coordinates. Over."

The MNAF's first combat kill since it had became a new entity a round of celebrations went off on the aircraft carrier. Drinks all around for off duty pilots were common - as were those for some of the on duty pilots.

The UFO would probably sink very rapidly due to the small nature of its remains. The propaganda value of a downed Kraven recon vehicle would be huge though - especially if bodies were pulled from the wreckage as well. It was too much for the MCID to pass up - especially considering that they hadn't even identified it as Kraven for sure yet.

"Motley 2 launching from Carrier on Combat Search and Recovery mission," was radioed on an open frequency as a few helicopters launched out over the wreckage to look for the bodies of the pilots.

At the same time a group of McKagan Cruisers surrounded the crash site to stop anyone from messing with their prized kill. Air patrols also circled throughout the area.

With the security of the area complete, two vessels moved in to start salvage operations. A Hamlin Class SSN to identify wreckage on the bottom of the ocean and an Illusion Class Frigate to bring it aboard.

"Admiral. Live satellite feed on screen three."

Rear Admiral George Robertson shifted his view to look at the screen. What he saw was a real-time video transmission from an orbiting satellite of cruisers encircling an area in the ocean.

"Find out who they are.", he said. After a few miniutes of searching, one of his officers reported in.
"They are reported as McKagan cruisers, and it looks like they just took down an unidentified fighter, probably Kraven."

Robertson looked to another screen with GPS readouts. They were approxamately 100 miles south of the cruisers' position.

"Send a transmission to them, asking them what's going on. Don't tell them we can see what they're doing, though."
"Aye, sir."

To: McKagan Cruisers
From: INS Opulence

We have detected a disturbance to the north of our current position, and a satellite sweep from a few miniutes ago suggests that you have shot something down. We request to know what it was exactly which you shot down. I look forward to your response.

RADM George Robertson, CIN

"I command a battalion, however, if you give me information on areas that require coverage that haven't been given to Cravan, I can pass them onto my superiors and they can organize our brigades around the country," said Boyd as he studied the map, "Our aviation assests such as our F-35B fighters and OA-37 Dragonfly recce aircraft can be deployed from a central base and called upon by any force that needs them, be them Aequatian, Orezian or Cravanian."

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"I see. Good. We could use the air support." Tutii said before turning back to the map. "In that case, I would like to have the Aequatian division take up positions to secure the western sector from here," he pointed on the river just north of Olana, "...at the Shiiti river here and southwards to the border here. Your area of operations will extend as far west as here, at Lake Rigno. In short, you'll be responsible for the southern center defense. Highway #2 passes straight through your area of operations. It is an highly important strategic road, being only one of two major roads penetrating into the inland, so you are responsible for its defense." Tutii turned to the Cravan colonel.

"I would like your division to move north, to Phiste to assist in the defense of the northern sector. Highway #3 runs through the sector, and is the second of the two major roads leading into the inland. Therefore, you'll be responsible for defending the strategically important road. Your area of operations includes everything north of the Frica river, as far east as Phiste and as far west as fifty kilometers from Atnaa. Number 5 battalion is responsible for defending Phiste and everything north and east of it, number 6 battalion is responsible for defending the coastline near Atnaa, while number 2 battalion is responsible for defending Haraam and everything east of it up to the Aequatian sector." Tutii paused for a bit, letting the foreign officers soak up the plan of action before explaining a bit about the Orezian deployments.

"Number 1 battalion is defending the capital city Etir and its surroundings, while number 7 battalion will defend the interior between the two rivers. Number 4 battalion is defending the eastern flank beyond the mountains, while my own number 3 battalion is defending Olana and the south-eastern parts, including the mountains. The Air Force is flying constant combat air patrols all over the nation, but the Air Force is, like most of our nations military, old and practically worn out. However, I've been informed that the entirety of the Armed Forces are about to undergo a restructuring very shortly, a move which will give us more manpower and newer materiell. This would mean that we will be at reduced strength for a while, something you should take into consideration when planning patrols and everything."

Tutii looked at the men and smiled. "Let's talk a little bit about the Rules of Engagement and basing and such. You may establish whatever you need of bases and firebases as long as they aren't on private civilian property. That shouldn't be a problem, considering that most of the civilians live in villages and cities. Much of the land is government owned, but if you're uncertain, just ask the guides I'm sending you.

"Rules of Engagement. You are naturally allowed to open fire against invading forces, but until otherwise instructed, you are to hold your fire unless fired upon. If you must fire, try to use non-lethal force. If you come across drug smugglers, which I'm sorry to say is a rather large problem here, don't hessitate to stop them. They are most likely armed and will most likely open fire against you. Take whatever precautions you must to ensure the safety of your soldiers. Don't fire on or abuse civilians and unarmed people. Other than that, please follow the Rules of Engagement your respective nations have in place. I believe that's just about it. Any questions?"

"None whatsoever, Colonel. I will inform my division promptly of our assignment-"

Polskin's government issue cell phone rang.

Son of a bitch... Not making good impressions.

He pulled it out with a painful look on his face, and read the ID of the number. It was the central command of the Southeastern Theatre of Operations. More accurately, it was the Commander-in-Chief of Cravanian forces in the theatre. He opened it, and put it to his ear.

"Colonel Polskin."
"Hello Colonel Polskin. I assume you know who I am?"
"I'm sorry, no. I haven't been given that information."
"Oh... You'd think they'd give you my name. I'm General Carver, Commander-in-Chief of this theatre."
"Oh! Hello, sir. How are you, sir?"
"I'm fine, Colonel. Cut the small talk. What is the situation?"
"My division has been assigned to defend the northern area of the nation, sir."
"Alright... What about the rest of our forces?"
"I don't know, sir."

There was a pause.

"Let me speak to the commander there. What is his name?"
"Colonel Tutii, sir."
"All right. Hand over the phone."

Polskin took his ear from the phone.

"Colonel, it's General Carver (http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/Samuel_Carver), the commander of the Cravanian forces in this theatre. He wants to speak with you if that is alright."

Colonel Boyd was busy writing down important points in his notepad before, "If possible, I'd like to obtain some field maps in case our computer systems have any problems," He studied the map once again before turning to Colonel Tutii, "I'd like to get back to my unit so that I can transmit these orders to the divisional headquarters, once they have the orders, I'll have them contact you about our movements. Until then, I'll have the first brigade move from the airfield and take up defensive positions along Highway 2. Also, I will have our close air support elements' callsigns prepared and sent to all allied forces within Orezia."

Tutii looked at the Cravanian officer with mild irritation. Didn't he know when to turn his telephone off? With a slightly annoyed facial expression, he accepted the phone. Before he spoke into it, he nodded to the Aequatian officer.

"You do that. I'll have a few soldiers guide your recce forces when I'm done with this call."

He then placed the phone to his ear and spoke with his deep voice. It was part of the many details which made his friends and foes alike be wary of him.

"This is Colonel Tutii, commanding officer, number seven infantry battalion, Orezian Ground Force.

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Outside, the jeep was still waiting for the guests to come back out. The driver was sitting in his seat, smoking, while Daniel had just come back from the mess hall with a large thermos of iced tea and some fresh fruit. Both men were eating fruit, talking and smoking while waiting for the guests to reappear.

"Hello Colonel. This is Major General Samuel Carver, Commander-in-Chief Southeastern Theatre of Operations. I'd like to know where you need my other troops, so I can send them the appropriate orders. Also, I'm giving you a heads up on this one, I have a squadron of Phoenixes inbound from Cravna AFB. With your permission, I would like to base them wherever you feel they would be needed most.

"Also, I thought I should inform you beforehand. Our satellites have picked up information that the McKagan fleet in the area shot down an unidentified aircraft. We presume it to be a Kraven scout. This means we may not have all that much time to organize a defense..."

[OOC: Kraven - would any of the Capitol Police's bodies have survived the crash? Are their any Kraven logo's on the craft or in it?]

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As the battlefleet around the crash site tightened the Illusion Class Frigate was already hard at work pulling wreckage aboard. After being brought up it was immediately taken below deck into one of the storage areas to be dried. A squadron of 4 AVT-12 VTOL Craft from the Slither were aiding in the recovery - pulling in some of the far spread debris on each end of the crash site. The last part recovery effort was being undertaken by a group of Special Forces and Combat Engineers. Using a dozen small cranes based on floats that had been quickly air dropped to the area they pulled up any of the wreckage that had made its way to the bottom already.

On the bridge of Stewart, one of the Cruisers in the theatre, Lt. Bradley happened to be moving past the radio station. He was a CASI, one of McKagan's newest breed of Special Forces. He wasn't doing that now, though. He was manning any number of stations on a Cruiser in a branch of the military he wasn't even supposed to work with. The IMN was preparing to launch a new Super Dreadnaught and had removed far more personnel than necessary to man it and the pier for the launch.

Then the message from the INS Opulence came through.

I didn't know they were close enough to realize that. I better request more submarines to the area to keep our force projection strong enough for them to respect our fleet. Maybe the new Super Dreadnaught fleet will come over here, too. It doesn't have an assignment that I know of. This would make a great shakedown. The worst we'll come out with is a battleship. That would be good, too.

Bradley determined that the best way to respond was a common radio transmission.

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To: INS Opulence
From: RMV Stewart

Glad to hear from you. Around 30 minutes ago our intelligence forces in the region surveyed a small, low level craft attempting to flew after being engaged by Orezian aircraft. We had, and have, several Combat Air Patrols on the coastline and over our fleet. Because of the concentrated area we are allowed to operate in we had a flight directly in the path of the enemy aircraft. Needless to say, the intruding craft was engaged successfully. We do not know if it was a Kraven craft or not - but our salvaging operation is well underway and will shine more light on the situation as time progresses.

OOC: How many SD's do you have, and where can I find the stats?

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To: INS Opulence
From: RMV Stewart

Glad to hear from you. Around 30 minutes ago our intelligence forces in the region surveyed a small, low level craft attempting to flew after being engaged by Orezian aircraft. We had, and have, several Combat Air Patrols on the coastline and over our fleet. Because of the concentrated area we are allowed to operate in we had a flight directly in the path of the enemy aircraft. Needless to say, the intruding craft was engaged successfully. We do not know if it was a Kraven craft or not - but our salvaging operation is well underway and will shine more light on the situation as time progresses.

"Prepare a communique."
"Aye, sir."

Thank you for the clarification on the situation. I hope your search brings light to the situation.

Robertson continued to watch the live feed.

"Can you zoom in?"
"Aye, sir, I can."

The image enlarged itself, coming through crystal-clear.

"Is it recording?"
"Aye, sir."
"Good. I want a record of what's going on."

The massive Triton-class ship continued to move through the calm sea, silently and nearly invisible to surface radars. The slight hum of the water jets propelling it made a soothing noise, and it slowly cut its way farther north.

[OOC: Are you talking to me? I have 6 total in my navy with 200 battleships. The stats are the two classes of SD's available at Kreigzimmer.]

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The request for more vessels in Orezia had been sent, and replied to. In reality the IMN had been planning on sending a squadron of 3 Battleships and some more Cruisers to bolster the fleets' standing. More importantly, though, 20 more Hamlin Class Next Generation SSN's were joining the fleet over the next month.

Between the AWAC's planes, destroyers, and wide area being covered by the carrier based planes it was determined by the fleet officers that the light number of submarines could be shifted further south to deal with the Kraven situation and keep an eye on their Cravanian counterparts.

The Hamlin Class SSN is a next generation Attack Submarine. Whereas some nations build larger submarines with many more missiles, the IMN decided to build a smaller, faster submarine with stronger missiles.

A single SSN crosses under the formation and heads due south. Sailing at roughly 30 knots and at 30 meters below the surface the submarine is in perfect location to easily recon any surface vessels.

[OOC: Yep, I'm talking to you. Thanks for the info.]

"Well then... Even though we're on the same side, they seem a bit hostile to us."
"How can you tell?"
"I just can... There's something about them. Call it sailor's intuition."
"Aye, sir."

The Admiral stood from his command chair, and walked up to the window. He looked out on the sea. The massive Triton-class super-dreadnought cut through the waves like they were nothing. They were at a crawling speed.

"We're drifting a little off course. Bring us up to three-quarters."
"Aye, sir, three-quarters."

The young officer on the bridge jammed the throttle three quarters to full speed. Almost immediately the ship lurched forwards, and it steamed at forty knots. The Triton, nicknamed the speed demon, was an incredibly fast ship for its size.

"Double back around and hug the coast."
"Aye, sir."

The ship moved with blinding speed through the water, and what radars could see of it was a constantly moving blip no larger than the signature of a modern day fighter jet.

Boyd placed his notepad back into a pocket on his tactical vest before saluting Colonel Tutii and exiting the room to make his way back down to the waiting jeep and the soldiers waiting around it.

- Hawker Air Force Base, Arrio, Aequatian Republic

Major Aaron York sat in the back of a cargo-configured Wolf Humvee as it approached Hanger 01 which housed one of the brand new AAI F-2A Abaddon fighters, and it was his to fly, although it would not be for long as he was making a delivery to the nation of Orezia for their own Air Force. The humvee slowed to a halt and York jumped down from the back and grabbed his helmet and flight kit from the floor of the cargo compartment before making his way over to the fighter that had was being prepared by a ground crew staff sergeant. Within an hour he was in the air alongside twenty other aircraft as they made their way to Orezia, delivering the first batch of the F-2A fighters to the nation's military.

OOC: Is the AMF thing fact or fiction, Orezia?

"An enemy aircraft? I haven't been informed of that. Thank you for the intelligence. Anyway, let me look at the disposition of our forces... Ah yes. Please have the forces be positioned in such a fashion that they can protect the coastline from invading forces. The inland and other areas are covered. As for the planes, have them land at Etir international. The people there will know where to station them. Was there anything else?" Colonel Tutii asked.


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At Etir international, people were moving about in a frantic pace. They were cleaning up the airport and preparing it for new arrivals. From the plans the Government had made, the military wouldn't be here for very long. A new air base was being planned just ten kilometers away, which was to have two runways two thousand seven hundred meters long, large tarmacs, bomb-proof hangars and space for up to two hundred aircraft. It was expected to be completed in ten months, just in time to avoid the rainy season.


[OOC: I'm no liar, if that's what you're questioning. Yes, I've gotten AMF protection against Kraven in exchange for some natural resources. Ask AMF if you don't believe me.]

OOC: I see. I was wondering whether it was propaganda or not. Besides, Aequatio should be overkill for Kraven already.

"Nothing else at this time, Colonel. I'll be sure to have my forces entrench the coastline for you. In the meantime, send Polskin wherever you need him. If you need me, you can reach me here anytime."

He gave him the number to the ecrypted line at the command center.

"It was a pleasure speaking to you, Colonel."

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A little while later, twelve fighters went in for a landing at Etir international. Problem was the radar could barely detect the F-80 Phoenix fighters.

[Salvage Effort]

The McKagan Central Intelligence Division had long wondered about what air assets The Kraven Corporation had. In Leafanistan, McKagan special forces had been engaged in a surprise attack by a new Kraven Gunship. The gunship was later salvaged, providing the MCID's first glimpse at Kraven airpower.

All around the crash site the cranes that had pulled wreckage from the bottom were moved into the various ships. The mission was complete. Two bodies had been recovered and were being shifted to the aircraft carrier's vast extra hangar facility along with the rest of the wreckage.

Identification attempts had been made and the general feeling was that it was a Kraven incursion. Markings similar to those typical of the Capitol Police had been discovered on mutliple pieces of debris. They weren't going to make future attempts to identify them - as it wasn't worth it. Simply calling it Kraven and being done was the easiest thing to do.

The biggest policy change, however, was with the MIDD. It was decided to upgrade the McKagan troop numbers to roughly 50,000 soldiers once the fortress is complete. This number excludes the staff of the airport and Composite Air Wing to be based there.

The naval department of the deployment is also in store for a boost. In the largest deployment in recent McKagan history - a group of 75 Avisron Class Destroyers, 25 Sartonia Class Battleships, 40 Lithium Class Cruisers, 30 Illusion Class Frigates, 1 Pacitalia Class Galleon, and 1 Zealous Class Super Dreadnaught will be sent to the theatre within the next few months.

OOC: Is the AMF thing fact or fiction, Orezia?

OOC: Fact.

Courtesy bump!

OOC: Fact.

Courtesy bump!

OOC: Shit... :p


Three Mark III's had been scrambled from one of the many Kraven Airfields, they were armed and ready this time, the live feed from the craft just before its destruction had shown there to be large areas of forest and jungle, where the craft was taking photographs of the area, so it was decided that an area to land was needed...

The Craft were armed with Air Fuel Bombs, and one with defoliage, Agent Black, a much more potent form of Agent Orange, that would not only destroy plants but also any animals caught up in the vapour cloud that might cause the Invading forces problems...

The Craft had streaked into the air a hour after being loaded up, the two Capitol Police pilots of each craft guiding their machines into the sky, two long after burner trails following....

within a few minutes both craft were in the air and on route towards the Target Zone...

Elements of the massive new Imperial McKagan Navy begin arriving in the theatre. Forming a tighter and tighter wall of anti-aircraft systems along the Northern part of the nations coastline is the primary objective. The Avisron Class Destroyers, which tend to be very stealth and hard to notice from the sky, pack in tighter and tighter. Air patrols from the Estranged Class Aircraft carrier hit a high, with nearly 120 planes in the sky at a time.

Soon enough the massive Zealous Class Super Dreadnaught will arrive in theatre with as many aircraft as the aircraft carrier.

Inside the McKagan fortress a group of KHaU-13 Vala Attack Helicopters are prepared for fast response actions against any Kraven invasion attempt.

Meanwhile, aboard the Weiland (the Estranged Class aircraft carrier), the bodies of the two dead Capitol Police are prepared for the propaganda production.

[Propaganda for the Khildren]

The party atmosphere on Weiland had died down. Most pilots were now conducting very long Combat Air Patrols and sleeping during their whole off time. During the few days since downing the Kraven Aircraft there had been great rumor of what would happen with the bodies of the reportedly two Capitol Police who had been recovered. They hadn't appeared hanging from any of the ships in the fleet, and according to recent rumors from certain crewmembers were still in cold storage.

Late one night a GYT-09 Helicopter flew out of the McKagan fortress and towards Weiland. Many people had questioned who would "produce" the propaganda video that was sure to surface in the near future. What those lonely crewmen who spent endless nights reading Orezian spam didn't know was that the Fleet's Command Officers had sent out a series of search parties to find "Officers of character specific peremeters, attidues, and appearences."

In short - people who would bring great ideas to the production team.

That officer had been found, as well. A Colonel McCarty from the IMA.

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"Ok, so I'm a fan of zombie movies. I've got the directors cut of Dawn of the Dead on DVD in my pack. There's a bonus section on that DVD with spoof news reports from zombie 'clean sweep' teams who are attempting to cleanse the countryside of the undead. It shows how to combat them, et al. My general feeling is that we should do a political spoof of it. Make it obvious it's a spoof, and post it all over the internet. It'll be a propaganda coup."

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Colonel McCarty stands talking to a camera in an improvised green room.

"Ok, some people in so called 'governments' would have you, the ordinary civilian, tremble in fear of the thought of the Kraven Capitol Police. Well fear not! This video shows how easy they are to defeat. Here we have two live Capitol Police we captured at a bar having gay sex with a squirrel. Saint Jimmy, give me a live one!"

The camera sqitches to a cage containing two, obviously dead, Capitol Police hanging from pulley systems.

"Jimmy, hurry the fuck up!"

The person who the camera crew identifies as "Saint Jimmy" (an obvious spoof on the American Idiot character) stands on top of the cage with a long pole. He begins to poke at the front CP, who swings back and forth of the rope he's tied to the pulley with. Jimmy continues to poke him, and he continues to swing. Jimmy eventually shows his acting-esqe frustration and slams his hand into a large red button on the wall behind him. The gate to the cage opens and and body slides out.

It begins to move quickly towards the end of the room, with the pulley making a very loud and irritating sound on the way there.

"Ok, it's coming, coming, here it comes! One shot to the chest does nothing!"

The Colonel fires his 9mm pistol into the CP's chest causing an explosion of blood behind it.

"Still coming! Next take out its legs!"

He fires his 9mm twice, impacting both legs of the CP. The rope lets the body slide down to the floor as if it has collapsed.

"It's still coming! I know some of you may hate doing this, but it's called self preservation!"

He fires the 9mm pistol into the head of the CP, causing it to explode on the ground.

"Target eliminated!"

The picture fades away.

-

The first phase of filming a propaganda production complete, plans are formulated as to what to do with the second body.

[OOC: Lmao, thats awesome, good work Mckagan]


The Craft had been in the air for several hours now, still hugging low to the sea, their powerfull engines powering them along, while the sea beneath them parted only slight as the turbulant air, barrelled off the wings and into the water below, causing the water to crest in small waves...

the Pilots continued to fly their craft with perfect precision, each one guiding the craft gently, adjusting slightly for wind change and speed...

Each Craft was carrying a payload of Napalm air fuel bombs, they were going to strip the jungle away, the Pilots were closing in and already the second Pilot was getting targetting data from one of the many satelites in orbit and was preping the weapons for deployment...

the three craft were exactly 100 NM's away from the Orezian Coastline, traveling from west to east, on a similar flight path to the first scout craft, but ensuring the proceedures for avoiding detection was followed, already the Heat Masking was activated, and the stealth proporties of the active cammoflauge was engaged....

this time, they would not fail... it was crucial in Kravens next move in this immense game of chess....

Orezia et al:
We have heard reports of Kraven incursions into Orezia space. If these are true we will join you in fighting this monster of a satanic state.

Admiral-Bell
Moderator's office
Dept. of War
Foreign ministry

All along the coast, Cravanian forces began digging in to prevent an invasion. They knew that the Capitol Police were fierce and relentless. But so were they... They were prepared to fight and die not for their country... But for their brethren lost in this war. Retribution would come for Desanna. And it would be sweet.

Meanwhile, with reports of the Kraven pilots shot down by McKagan forces and the internet video which had become famous throughout the Cravanian military (OOC: LMAO, that was great!), Cravanian pilots stationed in Orezia were put on alert. They were ready to move at any moment, and they would. Because if they didn't, Kraven would be gaining more ground.

Along much of the northern coastline of the nation Illusion Class Frigates, the picket ship of the McKagan navy, form a line of air defense assets. Several destroyers and battleships (along with the new Super Dreadnaught to just arrive in theatre) form naval artillery points to provide heavy fire against any invasion point.

The said Super Dreadnaught also adds forces to the air campaign. With 150 new aircraft put into the MNAF garrison it becomes much easier to keep patrols at key survailance points.

OOC: Nations allied against Kraven do you want my help?

Highway 2 was busy with traffic as Aequatian troops took up their positions along its length, the three infantry brigades were assigned to their area of responsibility while elements of the aviation brigade maintained a central, heliborne reserve unit that would be able to deploy at any point held by the Aequatian soldiers. Sergeant Martins sat at a makeshift observation with the rest of her company, two Banshee main battle tanks and an air defence section with two Cyclone vehicles as they watched numerous civilian vehicles passed by almost without notice to the armoured vehicles sitting to the side of the road.

As the Aequatian ground forces were preparing their positions along Highway 2, Major York approached the Orezian coastline, he switched to a channel set for the delivery aircraft to contact the Orezian Air Command, "Orezia Air Traffic Control, this is Major York with Flight CX-1, making delivery of the Batch 1 F-2A aircraft. Requesting a vector for landing, over."

[OOC: LMAO McKagan! Well done!]

The McKagan propaganda video was used for all which it was worth, being aired on national television in all the news broadcasts. The memory of the Orezian civil war was still fresh in mind, and although the people hated war, they were ready to defend their now united country. The leaders and war criminals of the losing fraction had all died some way or the other after the end of the war, so there were no one trying to stop the attempts of the Government to mobilize the people. The President himself spoke to the nation and urged every citizen to do their best to withstand the Kraven Corporation, should they choose to invade. War was imminent, and Orezia needed to put up a united front.

"We must remember the atrocities the Kraven Corporation has commited against its own people! Enslavement, turning women into brainless breeding factories for their monster soldiers which we saw in the video, raping the natural resources of the land and providing naught but one thing: terror! We as Orezians must stand together in fighting off this reaper, and God is on our side!" President Mbabwe said in his adress.

The task of the Armed Forces would be to defend Orezia on a flexible front, preforming guerilla manouvers and deny the enemy the chance for a decisive battle. With hope, they would be able to stretch the enemy supply lines for long enough for the enemy to become depleted enough for the Orezians and their allies to have a chance to have victory. Provided that the Kravens attacked in three months or more, the Orezians could have more than ninety thousand men in uniform alone under arms, as well as a few hundred thousand volunteers. More than seventy thousand men were already in basic training, having been enlisted as part of the whole process of strengthening the military, and would bolster the ten thousand men already under arms. The naval purchase from Isselmere had also been confirmed, and the combined total of 56 ships and submarines would hopefully arrive in time to be employed along with the necessary munitions to arm them. The Air Force had already been bolstered with Aequatian aircraft, and for air defense, the Orezians had managed to aquire cheaply twenty elder SLAMRAAM batteries of four launch vehicles per battery, equipped with a version of the AIM.2 AMRAAM missile. Those twenty batteries were placed around the major cities and important bases, supporting the old SA-11 Gadfly missile batteries which were to be decommissioned. All in all, the Orezians would be pretty well armed to resist the Kraven forces, and with the support of the other nations, AMF included, things didn't look too good for the Kraven Corporation...


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The ATC was manned by civilians, but they had a military liason present at all times. Being equipped with elder equipment, they had trouble tracking the new planes. They would need to upgrade the radars too when they found the time. The controller found a new slot and added Flight CX-1 before placing it first in line for landing at Etir, something he had agreed to do after the liason "convinced" him to do so.

"Flight CX-1, this is Orezia Air Traffic Control. You are cleared for direct landing at Etir International. Please head south to vector zero eight niner, maintain angles twenty until final approach. Winds at zero one five knots from the southwest at Etir International. Welcome to Orezia, over." he said in the calm, efficient voice that any flight controller has, albeit with a slight accent.

Major York marked the course change on the miniature LCD screen present in the cockpit and relayed the changeto the other aircraft in the flight, "Affirmative Orezia ATC, twenty-one aircraft on apprach, Flight CX-1 over and out."

The Three Mark III's had now broken onto Orezian Air Space, rising to a few hundered feet so their weaponry would not catch the craft in the blast, the pilots of each craft were ready and the weapons were primed and ready for deployment, various console lights flickered on, indicating that the target zone was approaching, the Pilots manovered slighty to correct a sudden wind variation....

The Trees below shot past at a frightening speed as the pilots continued to fly these craft with exceptional skill....

"Target zone Approaching..."

"Bay Doors Open..."



"5 km's..."

"4 km's..."

"3 km's..."

"2 km's..."

"1 km's..."

"Deploy..."

The large bombs were released, allowing them to freefall into the target zone, as the self guiding bombs carried themselves into the target zone, the lush forest below, a few feet from the floor, the bombs exploded, coating the area in thick yellow fire, the flames from the explosion licking the plants with bright crimson flame, the smoke began to billow, as a few meters apart, the second crafts weaponry exploded, sending a similar fire ball raging into the sky, the napalm working on the foliage...

While the third craft detonated its Defoliant weaponry, covering the forest in Agent Black a much stronger and more potent form of Agent Orange...

With their payload released, the craft turned around and turned back.... the forest a raging inferno below...

Kraven was up to something...

SkyNet Sattalite #776
Status: Online
[Warning][Warning]
Class 5 Fire Detected at XXX.XX.XXX
[Warning][Warning]
Fighters detected
Tracking [Jet1]
Sending Transmission to High Command

Air raid sirens began blowing as thick black smoke was visible in the distance. Colonel Fred Mason, commanding officer of the Jackals, the squadron based in Orezia, came running into the rec room where the Cravanian pilots spent most of their time.

"We've got confirmed napalm strikes in the jungles near the coast. Suit up, we're out of here!"

The pilots quickly geared up, and soon enough twelve planes were in the air. They broke off into three groups of four, and swept throughout the area for possible enemies.

"Engage throttle to full."
"Copy that, Lead."

The pilots jammed their throttles to full, bringing them up to Mach 3. The afterburners lit up as they streaked off. Nothing was showing up on radar just yet.

"Bolt, begin sweeping the area for anomalies."

Each Cravanian F-80 Phoenix was equipped with an advanced AI, capable of scanning on radar, choosing targets for the pilot to confirm, and allowing for more accurate navigation. Each AI was usually nicknamed something, and they were sometimes even considered a part of the squadron.

Bolt, Mason's AI, beeped a few low tones at him, indicating his request was confirmed. A display appeared on the right side of his HUD, giving him any information on what they may be going up against.

"Jackals, form up into your groups and begin sweeps. I want whatever dropped ordiance on the jungles a burning wreck within the next hour."
"Copy, Lead."
"I copy."

They continued on, performing a search for the aircraft.

Kraven Tactical Command, The Orezian Campaign Planning Room

A Reichmarshal stood watching a video, his command staff surrounding him, it was the Mckagan propaganda video, the officers laughed and joked as the man in the video prodded one of the corpses with a stick, before it went barreling down the slope towards the Officer with the gun...

The Reichmarshal remained silent, then held up a hand, instantly the officers stopped laughing, and the video was cut off...

"Funny...." he said... although showing no signs of amuzment...

"Deploy Sardaukar at the Orezian Campaign... that will give them a Short Sharp Shock.... Kraven is not to be messed with..."

The Officers nodded, and got up out of their chairs, heading off into the command room to arrange for orders to be given out...

OOC: Ah, fuck... :eek:

Fourhearts High Command
Juliana, Fourhearts

An aide came running into the office with a stack of papers and photographs.

"Sir! Sir!!"

Prince Drake and his top generals looked up from the table at the young private.

The private saluted, "SIRS! SkyNet has just detected three fighters who have firebombed the nation of Orezia! SkyNet has tracked thier flight path and they appear to be of Kraven orgin!"

Drake looked around the room at his generals who were now talking among themselves. They were already at war with Kraven in Kahanistan and taking losses.

General Titan spoke up, "Sir, intel reports that Orezia is much more rich in resources than Kahanistan is. It's a small nation and untouched by previous wars. If Kraven is able to take the nation he'll have more to work with and make the war harder to win."

Drake nodded. He was right. The Kingdom would have to intervene.

"Prepare to send the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th Fleet along with the Waterships from the White Fleet. We must not allow Kraven to gain a foothold in Orezia. Send the Waterships at ONCE! I'm not quite sure why Kraven would waste timber like that, but I don't like it."

That night, more airships filled the air as the Waterships and her escorts raced towards the island nation...

Kraven had fallen into a McKagan trap. With 300 aircraft available to the MNAF in this theatre patrols blankted the entier coastline. On top of that a dozen frigates, and 2 destroyers had moved into the region where the crafts had broken into Orezian airspace.

As the Kraven aircraft crossed back over the coastline and tried to escape missiles began to leave bays. The frigates were the first to fire at the escaping enemy combatants.

The most important part of this engagement was that the MNAF needed to locate just where these vehicles were coming from. A just-launched KLA-41 accended to a nice altitude and would allow any surviving forces to cross under. It would then use its advanced stealth abilities to follow them back to their operating zone.

OOC-Is there any way I could get in this?

The fighters continued on, until Bolt beeped in protest. Three targets were marked on radar.

"I have three confirmed targets just ahead of me. Moving to engage."

He made visual contact with one of the VTOLs, and immediately ripped open with his cannon when he got in range, spraying high-explosive shells everywhere at the fighter. He also prepared his missiles for firing, allowing the concealed compartments to open and load the missiles.

A deep tone filled his ears as his HUD turned blue. He had a lock on the Kraven VTOL.

"Fox two, fox two."

He let two missiles go at the fighter, all the while keeping the pressure up with his cannon. His squadron mates also began joining him...

[Open Radio Transmission]

To: Cravan Engagement Forces
From: Imperial McKagan Navy Guided Missile Frigate RMV Teen Spirit

Sky full of planes. McKagan Naval Air Force sending large numbers of allied fighters. McKagan surface fleet sending up anti-aircraft fire. Suggest laying off until over open oceans for clean engagements.

[Open Radio Transmission]

To: Cravan Engagement Forces
From: Imperial McKagan Navy Guided Missile Frigate RMV Teen Spirit

Sky full of planes. McKagan Naval Air Force sending large numbers of allied fighters. McKagan surface fleet sending up anti-aircraft fire. Suggest laying off until over open oceans for clean engagements.

"Copy that, Teen Spirit. Breaking off for higher altitude."

The pilots rose through the air, watching the McKagan fleet rip open with their anti-air fire.

The Kraven craft were alerted to the presence of the Cravan Craft long before they had arrived, and as soon as the first volley of Cannon fire was released, the craft immediatly changed their vectoring and pulled the craft at an immense, almost neck breaking turn that brought their craft onto a new heading, the air frame was stretched to its maximum capabilities as the two pilots fought against the wind resistance and the threat of the twin engines stalling...

The Missiles streaked towards the Craft, as the ECM's came online, Flares shot out from compartments, causing the missiles to go astray and crash into the sea below, while the Radar Masking and Heat Masks came online, making it more and more difficult to track and lock, Active cammoflauge was also brought online and now the Craft were almost invisible to radar...

Soon they returned to their wayward Course....

The Kraven Fleet that was now inbound, Three Gorgoroth Class Super Carriers the floating air strips, were the current home of the three Mark III's and soon the Mckagan eye in the sky would get a big shock, as the Kraven Fleet would become aparant...

Fancy maneuvering, eh? Well we can do that, too.

"Rejoin formation, Jackals. We're going to do a little performance for our Kraven friends."

Mason pulled hard on the stick, and thrust the rudder left to bring him into an upward spiral. He directed the nozzles of his engines downward, bringing himself around in a loop.

"Bolt, see if you can get a lock."

Bolt beeped an affirmation, actively attempting to lock onto the VTOLs. Meanwhile, Mason continued to show the agility of his Phoenix, weaving in and out and attempting to fire off at the VTOLs. He occasionally sent a few bursts into the fighters, and constantly adjusted himself so as to get a better angle on the VTOL fighters.

"Do you have that lock yet?"

He heard a negative sounding tone.

"Well hurry up, damnit!"

He continued the chase, operating on visual confirmation alone. Luckily, Bolt was able to keep visual contact with the fighters, highlighting them whenever they were detected. It made his job easier, but not by much.

Things were really bad now. The s*** had hit the proverbial fan, and the Orezians could do very little to stop the fires. All they could do is hope for the rain season to come ten months early, and send people to try to cut away the forest, creating fire gates. However, there was another dilemma. The Kraven... things... had released something which was killing off the leaves and vegetation in the forest. Fortunately, that particular part of Orezia wasn't very strategically important, but still. The people were shocked, and President Mbabwe could do but one thing. He hastily requested Parliament to assemble, something which they did within two hours, after which he travelled to Parliament House himself.

The cameras were on, filming live to the world. This was going to be one for the history books. Mbabwe, an elderly gentleman of about seventy with grey short hair and beard walked into the Grand Hall where the MPs were gathered. Everything fell silent as he entered, saying with a loud voice while walking for the podium, "I wish to adress the Parliament!"

The leader of Parliament nodded and stated for the record, "President Joseph Mbabwe has the word."

Mbabwe nodded and climbed to the podium and looked at the MPs for a few seconds before starting to speak.

"Honorable members of the Presidency, honorable Members of Parliament. My fellow Orezians. I'm sure that you all have been informed of the fires and strange death of vegetation in the Gria-province. I can, with absolute certainty say that the fires are no accident. We, the Republic of Orezia has been attacked by the Kraven Corporation. We are, effectively, in a state of war. The loss of life has been minimal, but this incursion into Orezian territory is not the first one committed by Kraven forces. However, this is the first real act of war against Orezia. We have been exposed to a serious gap in our air defenses. We must do our utmost to be able to oppose the Kraven Corporation and to defend Orezia, our motherland!"

The speech went on for about five minutes, explaining how crappy the current defenses were, how Kraven had behaved against Orezia in the past and what life would be like under Kraven rule, effectively scaring the living bejesus out of the MPs and, indirectly, the people at home watching or listening. Then finally, he reached his conclusion: "...I therefore respectfully ask that Parliament declare a state of war between the Republic of Orezia and the Kraven Corporation, and request that the honorable members decide by oral vote."

The voting process lasted for about fifteen minutes before the results became clear: the Republic of Orezia declared a defensive war on the Kraven Corporation with 97 votes in favor, 18 against and 5 abstaining. At about the same time, a high-priority communique went out to all Orezian allies while the military mobilized.

To: McKagan, Cravan, Aequatio, Automagfreek [OOC: and anyone I've forgotten]
From: The Republic of Orezia
Subject: Defensive assistance required
Encryption: Level 1

The Republic of Orezia has, after having been attacked by aircraft belonging to the Kraven Corporation has declared that a state of defensive war currently exists between the Republic of Orezia and the Kraven Corporation. We request your military assistance to repeal Kraven from Orezia now and forever, as per our respective alliances. Time is of the essence. We thank you in advance for your assistance, and promise that you will not be forgotten.

The McKagan KLA-41 Scout continued flying its course. Not trying to out-do or stay with the Kraven VTOL's, it simply made a few turns and accelerated from time to time to stay with the intruding fleet.

The McKagan Frigates continued to pump out missile after missile upon 80mm cannon fire into the sky in an attempt to score a few hits to at least slow the VTOL's down or force them to ditch.

[OOC-Any chance I can still get involved? My country's strapped on titanium (to the point of seizing white paint!) and I'd love some control over any rutile & ilmenite mining operations, despite the drastic price of their refinment.

I'd even send in drastic amounts of aid, military, economic, medicinal, infrastructural, or otherwise. Certain.... projects... within my country are very titanium dependant, and being an island nation, we don't exactly have a lot of it - it also doesn't help that I went a little overboard designing things that desperately require it. Please lemme know if I can get involved ICly.]

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The Salamander
Salamander Class Watership
Kingdom of Fourhearts

They had traveled hard and fast to make it here.

12 red jewels gleaming in the summer sky. The Salamander Class Waterships were the world's finest firefighting airships. They were fast and held nearly 5 million liters of water. What was more is that the Salamander could refill itself simply by scooping up water from any source. Built tough, it could withstand multiple missile hits and best of all it was classic firetruck red.

And it did not come alone. It had brought some of the fastest airships in the Armanda to escort it. Several Wolf Type Gunships along with High Speed Transports were right behind it. A few of the HSTs were carrying Raven Superiority Fighters. The VTOL Fighters would leave from the cargo holds of the HST and begin to escort the Salamanders

OREZIA DEFENCE FORCE: THIS IS THE AIRSHIP SALAMANDER OF THE KINGDOM OF FOURHEARTS! WE ARE HERE TO ASSIST YOU!

Ravens began to speed up and flew fast and low just above the waters...

WE HAVE 12 FIREFIGHTING SHIPS ALONG WITH ESCORTS!

Aboard the Wolf Type gunships, gunners were making final check on thier weapons and would be scanning the skies for Kraven fighters.

REQUESTING PERMISSION TO ENTER YOUR AIRSPACE AND BEGIN OPERATIONS! OVER!

[Enrypted]

Official Message from the Office of the President of the Democratic Imperium of McKagan

To: The Republic of Orezia

Your nation is taking a very important step as we speak. Declaring war, any sort of war, is a vital step in ensuring national sovereignty. McKagan has stood strong in the face of such a great threat from The Kraven Corporation. Let me personally make a promise to you - Kraven forces will not take power of Orezia in any way, shape or form. As we speak a Fast Reaction Force attached to the Imperial McKagan Navy's 17th Fleet is moving by my personal order towards Orezian territorial waters. They're equipped with a vast array of highly powerful weapons and will do everything in their power to ensure that the territorial integrity of Orezia maintains at its current state. Intercontinental bombers are prepared for missions, and Special Forces all sit ready. Please do not become overly nervous about this - for McKagan will ensure your survival.

Signed,
Robyn Cavalt, President of the Democratic Imperium of McKagan

[OOC: Fourhearts, did you ever stop to consider that people may actually have lives outside NS?]

To: McKagan
From: Orezia
Subject: RE: Reassurance
Encryption: Level 3

We are most grateful for this, and will do our best to defeat the Kraven Corporation. Please, feel free to have your planes fly over Orezia. The latest incursions have shown that the Orezian Air Force is not yet able to adequately defend Orezia by itself.

To: Salamander [Fourhearts]
From: Orezian Air Traffic Control
Subject: RE: Assistance
Encryption: Level 4

You have permission to enter Orezia and assist us with putting out the fires. Thank you.

The McKagan scout plane continued to fly ahead of the Kraven VTOL's while maintaining the same vector as them. Radio silence was a must - so the cocky pilot who had shot down a Capitol Police counterpart a few days prior wouldn't be able to talk back to his commanders and still expect to escape alive should the CP have a massive, floating AA area somewhere in the middle of the ocean.

Then - a discovery of epic magnitude was made. The KLA-41 picked up Air Search RADAR. Scanning the surface of the ocean for his worst fears, Lt. Sliver finally came to realize his greatest fear - The Capitol Police had assault carriers. The three massive, floating... things, were an ominous sign. However - there was a good point in all of this. The Lieutenant was sure that the IMN could destroy them eventually.

He banked away and headed home. At a certain point he could transmit a data stream - and he did. Bouncing a laser off a satellite, he communicated his findings back to the McKagan fleet - which in turn communicated them back to the MIDD in Kurora, McKagan.

Before the end of the day a massive new McKagan fleet was sailing. Perhaps the most powerful to EVER sail towards a combat theatre.

The massive Feathermore Class Super Dreadnaught, a Kriegzimmer Import, was finally heading into a combat zone. Armed with 32 28" guns and 48 6" guns - it was definately the most powerful ship to ever enter service with the IMN.

Accompanying this ship was 25 Sartonia Class Battleships and 50 Cafeta Class Battlecruisers. Coming from the shoreline of Orezia to meet with the fleet was the Pacitalia Class Galleon that had been deployed there along with 12 Hamlin Class Next Generation Assault Submarines.

Headed to the Fleet Defense Fleet were several massive amphibious assault ships loaded out to transfer Air-to-Air missiles to surface ships. A virtual WALL of Anti-Aircraft fire was being formed with the McKagan vessels and aircraft.

Kraven won't be walking in Orezia without a very, very large fight.

Dearest Orezia:

As an ally of Cravan, and an enemy of Kraven, Northford wishes to aid you in your plight.

We are requesting permission to station a small number of Commonwealth Guards in your country, protecting a medical mission and a field hospital we would like to set up.

Regards,

Alan Brooks,

Northford PM.

The Waterships sped up and began a dive to a lower altitude as Raven Fighters began to form up around the squadron.

All fighter sqaudrons: This is Salamander, report in!

Diamond Flight Reporting in, We've got your lead.

Ruby Flight here, we've got your six.

Emerald Flight Reporting in on port side.

Sapphire Flight Locked and Loaded on starboard side.

Onyx Flight on your topside, looking good Salamander


Chief Anderson was pleased. It had been a long time since the waterships had been this heavily protected. It seemed that ever since the loss of that Hospital Ship, the top brass were being alot more careful with their non-combat airships.

Above the forest, Diamond flight was flying just above the treetops as they reached the fire. The fires had spread since first started, but nothing they couldn't handle. They made a quick sweep of the area to ensure no Kraven Fighters had gotten through the defence net.

Salamander, this is Diamond Leader, skies are clear. You're good to go.

Copy that Diamond Flight.

The Salamanders spread out across the area affected by the fire and began to spray streams of water onto the fires. Powerful pumps sent water hundreds of feet away from the airships. Meanwhile, the Ravens and Gunships patrolled the area near the firefighting airships, keeping very close.


[OCC: Apoligies Orezia, this looks like it's going to turn out to be a great RP and I get impatient at times. My apoligies.]

Over a period of a few hours, the remaining sixty three F-2A fighters arrived in Orezia, and the deliveries had been completed except for two more batchs of the F-1A Thanatos fighters. Aequatian manufacturers were sure that the Orezian Air Force would be more than satisfied with the aircraft.

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Soldiers and officers of the 2nd Infantry Division listened to reports of the air skirmishes that were taking place against the Kraven forces by allied aircraft. Sergeant Martins was an anomoly in the Army, in that she felt no hostility against the Air Force, she felt that if soemone else can do the fighting for her, why hate them for it?

Aequatian Air Force C-180 Carryall tactical airlift transports flew in low as the pilots of the lead aircraft saw the Orezian coastline, Captain Gregori Yarris switched channels so he could speak with the Orezian Air Traffic Controllers, "Orezian ATC, this is Aequatian Flight XX-01, requesting a vector that would allow us to deploy closest to the 2nd Infantry elements already on the ground, over." The aircraft, inbetween the size of a Hercules and Globemaster III transport, continued towards the coast.

OOC: Bump, is there anybody out there?

[OOC: Sorry, life is pretty hectic at the moment.]

To: Northford
From: Orezia
Subject: RE: Aid
Encryption: Level 3

Dear PM Brooks,

We will naturally allow you to set up the medical mission and field hospital, but we feel that we already have enough foreign military forces placed in Orezia at the moment, so unless you can provide us with a very good reason as to why the Orezian Ground Force cannot protect the medical mission, we regret to inform you that we must deny your request to station Commonwealth Guards in our nation.


The Orezian Air Force was quickly becoming more and more of a working fighting force. Already, all the MiG-29s, A-4s and Mirage-2000s had been phased out of service and scrapped with F-1A and F-2A fighters taking their place. A number of A-3A Dragonflys were also in the air, the pilots still learning how to best use their new aircraft. One of Orezias six E-5A Watcher AWACS were also in the air, using the advanced radar to see everything within range and directing the sixteen fighters which were up and conducting Combat Air Patrols. Two sections of four F-2A Abaddon air superiority fighters were up, equipped with two AAM.1A IRIS-Ts, four AAM.2A AMRAAMs and six AAM.3A BVRAAMs on the hardpoints, flying along the coastline, proudly protecting their country. Further inland, two more sections, this time consisting of F-1A Thanatos multirole fighters equipped with two AAM.1A IRIS-Ts, two AAM.2A AMRAAMs, four AAM.3A BVRAAMs and four AGB.5A Snake iron bombs for close air support. Things were looking up, because for the first time in fifteen years, Orezia were actually capable of defending itself from any aerial threats.


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Air Traffic Control was becoming more hectic every day, but they too were getting new equipment. A new air traffic control was being constructed in Haraam, and it was to be equipped with very high-tech computers and other equipment. However, they didn't expect to move in for another six months yet, so the controllers kept busy routing aircraft and directing traffic.

"Aequatian flight XX-01, change to vector one-zero-niner and maintain angles twenty-seven for transit to Haraam National Airport. Maintain current airspeed and keep a close eye on your TCAS. Contact Haraam Approach for landing information. Welcome to Orezia, over." the controller said in a professional, quick and slightly accented voice as he ordered the Aequatian transport to fly for Haraam, a coastal city in the southern parts of the country. From there, it would be a few hours on the road before they entered the 2nd [Aequatian] Infantry Divisions Area of Operations.

Captain Yarris responded, "Affirmative, will contact. You can expect three more scheduled flights coming in from Aequatio, two groups of 54 F-1A fighters for delivery and a flight of six AC-180 Doppelganger Gunships to support ground operations."

Within thirty minutes, the pair of C-180 Carryalls taxied along the tarmac of Haraam National Airport and began to unload their personnel and vehicles. The soldiers, although wearing the same Woodland Disruptive Pattern Combat Uniforms as the 2nd Division troops, did not resemble the other Aequatians within Orezia, they wore field caps and boonie hats in place of the standard Kevlar/Composite helmets, a large amount of equipment hung from their tactical vests and rucksacks and their weapons were mostly customized and many were painted in camouflage patterns. Their attitudes seemed different as well, while the infantry were disciplined, these soldiers seemed to have a more lax sense about them and almost seemed cocky. The vehicles being unloaded were lightweight, modified Wolf general-purpose vehicles with side panels and doors removed along with a myriad of weapons installed. Captain William "Wild" Smyth, leader of first squad that moved out with the forty two members of A Troop on the back of the lead "Timberwolf" light vehicle, as they had been called by the Special Forces Operators, his squad would soon leave the troop and begin their mission within Orezia.

Captain Smyth's squad had turned their three Timberwolf fast attack vehicles off the main highway as they drove towards their designated position at one of the vital junctions, it connected a rather secluded settlement to the main causeway. He sat in the rear passenger-side seat as his Operations NCO, Master Sergeant Jon Steiner sat in the front passenger-side seat, an M2C1 12.7mm forward-firing machinegun in front of him and the sergeant fiddling with a few tapes before inserting one into the slot on the vehicle's player, a few seconds passed before "My Boyfriend's Back" by The Angels began to sputter forth from the speakers mounted on the dashboard and echoed off the odd building they passed as the convoy made its way along the road. Sitting next to Smyth was Chief Warrant Officer, 4th Class Biff Henderson, a former Air Force Pararescue Jumper-turned Special Forces Medical Officer, he was examining his first aid kit that he wore in a satchel over his shoulder for the third time since they landed in Orezia. Driving the vehicle was the squad's Weapons NCO, Marine Gunnery Sergeant Clint Hart who was complete with the half-chewed cigar hanging from his mouth as he drove.

The vehicles came to a stop at an old fuel station that sat just before a small bridge and the soldiers disembarked to both examine the area and stretch their legs from sitting in the vehicles' seats for the few hours they were travelling. Captain Smyth's Executive Officer, Second Lieutenant Daniel "Kiddo" Kimski, walked over from the second vehicle with the Intelligence NCO, Sergeant First Class Raymond Keyes and the group discussed deployment of their forces and contact with any locals. The Communications NCO, Air Force First Sergeant Joseph Decker and his assistant, Technical Sergeant Troy Langdon set up their SINCGARS radio along with their satellite uplink that would keep them connected with the 2nd Infantry Division's commander.

Meanwhile, the squad's Engineer, Navy Chief Arnold Driscoll, stood with his assistant, Marine Staff Sergeant Todd Donnelly, as they looked over the bridge and calculated how much explosive would be need to be rigged to it if they were required to halt an enemy advance. CWO Henderson walked inside the gas station's main building followed by his assistant, Staff Sergeant Lauren Thomas, who was carrying medical supplies from the vehicle she was travelling in. Gunnery Sergeant Hart examined the weapons the squad had, each member had their G6 carbines, each customized per member, except for Hart himself, who carried a customized MG55A2 automatic rifle, and his assistant, Staff Sergeant Colin Westland, who carried a 7.62mm M21C1 Sniper Rifle and was a qualified expert marksman. In addition, the squad also had an M3A1 84mm Gustav Recoilless Rifle with a dozen rounds along with the weapons mounted on the vehicles, each "Timberwolf" had a 12.7mm M2C1 heavy machinegun and a 7.62mm MG76 machinegun while one carried a BGM-88 "Mace" ATGM Launcher and the other two had unstablized M125A3 35mm Autocannons.


OOC Squad List
Leader - Captain William "Wild" Smyth, ARA
Executive Officer - Second Lieutenant Daniel "Kiddo" Kimski, ARA
Operations Sergeant - Master Sergeant Jon Steiner, ARA
Intelligence NCO - Sergeant First Class Raymond Keyes, ARA
Weapons Sergeant - Gunnery Sergeant Clint Hart, ARMC
Assistant Weapons NCO - Staff Sergeant Colin Westland, ARMC
Engineering NCO - Chief Arnold Driscoll, ARN
Assistant Engineering NCO - Staff Sergeant Todd Donnelly, ARMC
Medical Officer - Chief Warrant Officer, 4th Class Biff Henderson, ARAF
Medical Assistant NCO - Staff Sergeant Lauren Thomas, ARA
Communications Sergeant - First Sergeant Joseph Decker, ARAF
Communications Assistant - Technical Sergeant Troy Langdon, ARAF

Dear PM Brooks,

We will naturally allow you to set up the medical mission and field hospital, but we feel that we already have enough foreign military forces placed in Orezia at the moment, so unless you can provide us with a very good reason as to why the Orezian Ground Force cannot protect the medical mission, we regret to inform you that we must deny your request to station Commonwealth Guards in our nation.



Northford Finds that acceptable, and will dispatch the medical mission immediatly.


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OOC: I'm recycling post's I made in a dead RP, just so's you know..

The deafening roar of four engines, eahc producing 225 000 LB's of thrust was not ignored as it landed in a Military airport. As the mighty plane landed, it was clear that this was not going to be your normal cargo mission it was on.

There were a number of things which made the landing of this craft quite individual and unique. Firstly, there was the fact that unlike in previous missions, it was repainted in true military colours, almost unheard of in Northfordian Airspace. Second, there was the fact, that unlike previous missions, this plane was operating at full capacity, carrying freight equal to 500 000 Kg, a freight which, despite within its abilities, significantly slowed the plane down. Finally, and most shocking of all, was the fact that throughout the trip, there was almost always a fighter plane within radar range, ready to come to the aid of plane, should it require help.

In this plane was, primarily, medical equipment. Beds, Bandages, Drug's, Splints, Equpiment for an X-Ray facility, you name it, if a doctor was likely to find it in a hospital, it would be here... and, if it wasn't it was on the way.

This plane was, you see, forming the first wave of Northford's aid package to Orezia.

OOC: How much of the Forest has burnt? or been destroyed?

[OOC: A couple of square kilometers. I'll get a post up tommorrow or friday. Sorry for the delays, but life is pretty hectic at the moment.]

[OOC: Orezia, I completely understand - i'm in the same situation. If this RP gets moving can you all please try to take it slow over the next few weeks? Being a high school student who's trying to maintain Ivy League grades while possibly becoming the next Kurt Cobain at the same time isn't easy. I'm around, but not enough to fight off an invasion. I look forward to advancing this RP more - just not for a few days.]

OOC: That's all right, I've been busy training for my enlistment, but I don't mind taking it easy, it'll give me time to develop my characters.

The firefighting efforts were getting underway, and thanks to the twelve massive foreign waterships, things were looking bright. Still, a lot of forest had been burned down and once again shown the dire need of a new and modern air defense system. However, much of the military was already in place.

The Air Force were at 60% strength, with the air defense systems being the only thing needed to complete the plans the Defense Ministry had drawn up for the Air Force. The Naval Force had been activated, and patrol boats were patrolling the Orezian rivers and coastline now while the corvettes, frigates and submarines were patrolling a bit further out. A few naval stations were already completed, with more being built. As for the Ground Force, thousands of recruits were being trained and finalization of the plans to expand the forces were being undertaken, with the Defense Ministry checking prices. As it stood now, the Aequatian offer seemed the offer most likely to be chosen. They just needed to know the price. Small-arms had been aquired and the production of L4A1 Evolved Assault Rifles and 6.25x43mm ammunition to go with them were well underway, with the first units replacing their old AK-47s for L4A1s. Orezia was preparing itself.

A group of soldiers stood near the tarmac, dressed in the olive uniforms that the Air Force used for the moment. Slinged over their shoulders were new weapons, the L4A1 Evolved Assault Rifle, a weapon which had replaced the old AK-47s in Orezian service. They stood and watched in awe as the massive cargo aircraft came to a landing at the newly opened Etir Air Base, fourteen kilometers outside the capital Etir. This base had three runways, none of which were less than 2,600 meters long, and it had plenty of tarmacs and stuff. Protecting it from aerial threats was teams with Starstreak MANPADS and two SLAMRAAM batteries, as well as the planes overhead. The size of the facility was at the moment some 62,000m², but it would be developed even further as time would pass. The soldiers were so fascinated by the large aircraft that they didn't see the jeep filled with officers which drove to the place where the plane stopped. The officers got out and waited 'til the engines of the massive aircraft stopped and the doors opened before they approached it. When someone finally got out, the man with the most distinctions on his khaki uniform spoke, loudly to have his voice heard over the background sounds of fighters taking off and all that stuff.

"I am Air Commondore Taylor, commanding officer of this base," the man said to the Northfordian. "Welcome to Orezia. What are you bringing to us this fine day?"

A group of soldiers stood near the tarmac, dressed in the olive uniforms that the Air Force used for the moment. Slinged over their shoulders were new weapons, the L4A1 Evolved Assault Rifle, a weapon which had replaced the old AK-47s in Orezian service. They stood and watched in awe as the massive cargo aircraft came to a landing at the newly opened Etir Air Base, fourteen kilometers outside the capital Etir. This base had three runways, none of which were less than 2,600 meters long, and it had plenty of tarmacs and stuff. Protecting it from aerial threats was teams with Starstreak MANPADS and two SLAMRAAM batteries, as well as the planes overhead. The size of the facility was at the moment some 62,000m², but it would be developed even further as time would pass. The soldiers were so fascinated by the large aircraft that they didn't see the jeep filled with officers which drove to the place where the plane stopped. The officers got out and waited 'til the engines of the massive aircraft stopped and the doors opened before they approached it. When someone finally got out, the man with the most distinctions on his khaki uniform spoke, loudly to have his voice heard over the background sounds of fighters taking off and all that stuff.

"I am Air Commondore Taylor, commanding officer of this base," the man said to the Northfordian. "Welcome to Orezia. What are you bringing to us this fine day?"

Dr Greeves looked around him, taking a rapid account of the situation. good air strip, especially for a small natiom he thought almost aloud.

He heard a voice just outside the plane, "I am Air Commondore Taylor, commanding officer of this base," the male said to the plane. "Welcome to Orezia. What are you bringing to us this fine day?"

Smiling, he steped on the train, looking over to the group of men a short distance from the plane.

"Greetings Sir. I am Dr Greeves. I am heading up the Aid Package", he turned back to the plane, yelling, "START UNLOADING HER, BOY'S".

The rear doors started unloading, revealing a wealth of crates, Greeves, not being a mathamatical man, didn't know exactly how many there were there. One thing was for certain though, whoever was unloading it would be there for a long time.

And that wasn't the only plane being sent to Orezia................

[Encrypted Message]

To: Orezian Government
From: McKagan Imperial Defense Department

Now that the Kraven Corporation has prepared for an invasion of your nation we feel it is the perfect time, and most needed, for McKagan to boost its troop numbers. We're currently looking at a plan to up our number to 200,000 strong. However, our massive fortress out on the 'horn can't hold that man. What we'd like to do is ask your permission to build 100 smaller, Level 2 Fortresses, around the nation. If you agreed, we'd keep them out of the general public eye. Most of them would be shifted towards the coastline, with a few inland to guard valuable infrastructure (cities, airports, etc.) This is a very important step in protecting your nation.

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The Armada had arrived.

The 7th, 8th, 9th, and 10th Fleets had arrived armed to the teeth with one purpose in mind. The destruction of the Kraven Fleet.

Each Fleet contained a squadron of Anti-Fighter Fireships, a squadron of Anti-Surface Fireships, a squadron of Wolf-Type Airships and a support sqaudron. In total, 192 airships had come to the aid of Orezia. Or rather, had come hell bent on dealing the Kraven Fleet a crushing blow.

High Speed Transports began launching Raven Fighters quickly establishing air dominance over the area.

Gunners would begin prepping thier weapons to attack the Kraven Fleet.

To: McKagan
From: Orezia
Subject: RE: Increase of troop levels
Encryption: Level 2

We are not very happy about the situation, but we will allow you to increase your contingient of troops. However, we want your assurance that the soldiers will not attempt anything fishy against Orezia. Also, your aircraft have permission to fly patrols over Orezian soil.


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In the various training centers, soldiers were being issued new pixelated uniforms which would help them disguise themselves in the Orezian jungles even better than before. They were also handed out new rifles and organized into battalions. In all, thirty infantry battalions, eight armored battalions and a number of other battalions were being formed. These battalions would for the most part be gathered into eight Brigades and a number of independent units, operating throughout Orezia.

One of the soldiers looked over his equipment after he had been issued it. The old woodland BDUs he had worn during training had been returned to the Quartermaster along with the AK he had learned to shoot with. Now, he wore his pixelated distruptive pattern uniform with the relatively comfortable beige combat boots under the thin tactical vest which held his spare magazines and most of his equipment. He had his L4A1 Evolved Assault Rifle in a sling, and a webbed pistol belt with the basic necesseties: a 0.9 litre plastic canteen, a 14 centimeter long knife bayonet for the rifle and a K-BAR survival knife. He didn't have a helmet, mostly because the Orezian terrain wasn't very well suited for that, and because it was too bulky for the tactics the Orezians were trained in. In the soldiers' backpack, he had rations for three days, another canteen filled with water (2.3 litres), a poncho and a few chemical sticks for illumination. That was all he had, and all he needed. All Orezian soldiers were trained well in wildlife survival, and needed only the rifle, the five magazines, the knife and their warfare knowledge. The soldier and his squad would most likely spend the next few months wandering in the jungle, setting up ambushes for the Kraven forces if they made it to the shores. Everyone hoped that they wouldn't.

Cravanian forces had managed to dig in on the coast, and deep. They knew they would recieve the full might of the landing force, and casualties would be very high. Bunkers had been hastily prepared by engineers, and the beaches were littered with tank traps and other nasty surprises for the Kraven forces (all would be cleaned up after the fighting, of course). Not a single Cravanian unit, from soldier to tank, exited the perimeter. Landing forces would be dealt with through machine guns and indirect fire for the most part, and conventional tactics would be initiated if the line was broken.

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Meanwhile, Colonel Polskin had already situated his forces in the northern areas of the country, and prepared his men for jungle warfare. It would not be an easy battle to say the least.

Finally. Back where I belong. No political bullshit here.

Polskin lived for combat. Ever since his first deployment into Philtheablino to quell a rebel uprising he lived to fight for his country. He was an Imperial Guard back then... And he used the experience he gained with them to lead his men to victory.

Kraven would not gain an inch. They would not gain a centimeter.

[OOC: Sorry about the absence, been pretty busy.]

The civilian populace knew that the threat of war was imminent, but they also knew that the Orezian military stood pretty strong now. The military equipment ordered from abroad had been delivered and deployed to the units they were slated for; soldiers were patrolling the streets, proud of themselves and in their ability to defend not only their tribal areas, but the entire country; the Air Force pilots in their combat jets, flying over the jungles and cities of Orezia, protecting their homeland with new and highly modern aircraft and weaponry; the sailors of the Naval Force in their brand new ships, delivered from the honorable nation of Isselmere.

It was this last branch which was the center of attention in the six o'clock news on Orezias main television channel, Orezian Television-1 (OTV-1). A black man with short-cut black hair stood with a microphone on the quarterdeck of a warship which flew the Orezian naval ensign as it cruised the waves, the coastline in sight on the starboard horizon. A few sailors stood in the background, working on something which looked like a very big machine gun. It was infact a NLG-30 30mm crew-operated chaingun on the starboard side of the vessel.

"This is Jake Umaba aboard the Orezian Republic's Ship 'Strong' on patrol somewhere off Orezia. Earlier today, the 'Strong' put out on her first patrol, and we at OTV-1 have been permitted to film this historic event. I have with me the commanding officer of the 'Strong', Commander Trevor Amii. Commander, what exactly is the mission of the 'Strong'?"

The camera shifted to include a man in his fourties, wearing a khaki shirt with three golden stripes on the shoulder sleeves. The top stripe had a loop on it, showing that his rank was a naval one. The man smiled as he started speaking.

"The ORS 'Strong's mission is to maintain and to protect the Orezian sovereignty of our territorial waters. In case of an invasion, like the one the Kraven Corporation has threatened, the 'Strong' will constitute the first line of defense against foreign aggression along with the rest of the corvettes, the frigates and the submarines."

"How confident are you and the Naval Force in general that you can be able to successfully defeat an invading enemy such as for example Kraven?"

"I can't give you an explenation of our tactics, as those are secret with regards to national security, but I can tell you that the ship on which we are standing is one of the best ships of its class in the entirety of the world, and that we are armed and trained sufficiently to if not completely inihilate the enemy, then to at least give him a bloody nose before he meets the rest. We also have the advantage of knowing the coastline better than a potential enemy. To top this, we have our allies to support us. As it is now, a potential enemy fleet will have to pass our allies before we are brought in, something which greatly increases our odds."

The commander smiled confidently as the reporter looked back into the camera.

"And there you have it. The Orezian Naval Force is ready to fight any aggressor that might threaten Orezia. We will give daily reports from the patrol of the Orezian territorial waters. This is Jake Umaba, reporting live from the deck of the Orezian Republic's Ship 'Strong'. Back to studio."

The screen shifted to an anchorman who smiled. The background of the news section was a blue and green one with a large OTV-1 logo. The man was dressed in a beige suit with a blue shirt underneath, and sat at a wooden desk which looked like it was made of oak. On the right-hand side of the television screen, a relatively small still image of a burning forest with a small title underneath (- Forest-fire nearly defeated).

"Thank you Jake, and good luck. In other news, the massive forest fire in the western province is about to be defeated, officials from the Interior Ministry says..."

{dude... reply to me plz.)

To: McKagan
From: Orezia
Subject: RE: Increase of troop levels
Encryption: Level 2

We are not very happy about the situation, but we will allow you to increase your contingient of troops. However, we want your assurance that the soldiers will not attempt anything fishy against Orezia. Also, your aircraft have permission to fly patrols over Orezian soil.

[Encrypted Message]

To: Orezia
From: McKagan Imperial Defense Division
Subject: Troop Levels

We understand that you do not like the situation. No one does. There isn't much to like about a peaceful nation being invaded by a Corporation with goals of turning said nation into a nation of drones. Our forces will begin the stated deployments in the near future.

Air Commodore Taylor was a bit startled when the foreigner turned and yelled out something in a foreign language, upon which the doors of the mighty aircraft opened and started spewing out crate upon crate upon crate. The logistics personell on the base came over with a few old trucks and started loading the crates onto the trucks, most of them old 'deuce and a halfs' from the post-world war 2 era, but some newer trucks as well. The goods were brought via the trucks from the aircraft to a newly erected hangar nearby where they were checked, catalouged and prepared for shipment to where they were needed. Deciding to leave the man to his work, Air Commodore Taylor turned and left again, leaving a junior officer and five men from the Base Protection Squadron to make sure the plane was safe and that the cargo was offloaded. Taylor had an important meeting with a few Squadron Leaders concerning the deployment of a few new fighter squadrons to the new airbase.

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Air Commodore Taylor was a bit startled when the foreigner turned and yelled out something in a foreign language, upon which the doors of the mighty aircraft opened and started spewing out crate upon crate upon crate. The logistics personell on the base came over with a few old trucks and started loading the crates onto the trucks, most of them old 'deuce and a halfs' from the post-world war 2 era, but some newer trucks as well. The goods were brought via the trucks from the aircraft to a newly erected hangar nearby where they were checked, catalouged and prepared for shipment to where they were needed. Deciding to leave the man to his work, Air Commodore Taylor turned and left again, leaving a junior officer and five men from the Base Protection Squadron to make sure the plane was safe and that the cargo was offloaded. Taylor had an important meeting with a few Squadron Leaders concerning the deployment of a few new fighter squadrons to the new airbase.

OOC: Sorry bout the delay, I subscribed to the thread, but havn't checked my emails for a couple of days.

IC:

Greeves oversaw the unloading of the first plane. It was a mighty beast of a craft, and once all the cargo was unloaded, it was clear just how much equipment Northford would be able to deliver.

As soon as the first plane was delivered, the second plane was taxying down the runway. It was clear that with the three planes available, and the rate at which the goods were being unloaded, a great deal of aid would be acsessable to Orezia.

With the second plane being unloaded, Greeves decided he should move on to more important issues. One pressing problem, as was apparent, that while the supplies were rapidly being processed, the human aspect of the aid force, the doctors and nurses, were simply left standing around the plane(s), or in the case of the men, were left helping the crew's of the planes with the unloading.

Greeves decided that this needed to be adressed, as he still wasn't sure that the Orezians were aware that a large amount of those containers contained prefabricated building materials, for the planned field hospital.

He walked over to the Orezian officer that was left to keep an eye on them.

The six men from No.1 Base Protection Squadron, clearly visible thanks to their blue berets and L4A1 assault rifles had taken up positions around the massive aircraft, watching anyone who approached the aircraft over the tarmac. They had with them a Wolf HMMWV armed with a M2HB heavy machine gun and a radio, in which the officer and an enlisted man sat. The enlisted was manning the heavy machine gun while the officer, a Warrant Officer sat in the drivers seat, listening to the radio while watching the tarmac.

The men of the Base Protection Squadrons were highly trained Orezian conscripts with a very high morale and ethics. None of them smoked or drank, something which made them stand out from other Orezian conscripts, and they were expert marksmen. They were also fiercely proud of their unit and would do nothing to discredit it. They therefore acted very professionally and made sure no one did anything they weren't supposed to.

The Warrant Officer saw the approaching Northfordian and got out of the drivers seat of the Wolf. Straightning his uniform and making sure his L2A1 Submachine Gun was secured and slinged over the shoulder, the man saluted the Northfordian (British-style with the palm of his hand against the person/object being saluted) as he came over.

"Sah! How may I be of assistance?" he asked politely and correctly in a military tone which revealed that he was fresh out of training.


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In the air over the Orezian coastline, four F-1A Thanatos (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=477805) multi-role fighters moved low and fast towards a surface contact aquired from one of the new surface search radars the Orezian Defense Force had erected along the coastline somewhere outside Etir. All four aircraft were each armed with two AAM.1A IRIS-T (http://www.eurofighter-typhoon.co.uk/common/AA/irist.html)s on the wingtip hardpoints, four AAM.3A BVRAAM (http://www.eurofighter-typhoon.co.uk/common/AA/bvraam.html)s and four AGM.6A Vampires (http://www.kongsberg.com/eng/kda/products/missiles_space/missiles/naval/) on the internal hardpoints and two fueltanks and four AGB.5A Snake (http://www.globalsecurity.org/military/systems/munitions/mk82.htm) iron bombs on the underwing hardpoints. Flying low and fast, the Orezians moved towards a target nearby.

Sixty nautical miles out, the four aircraft climbed to 200 meters and fired one AGM.6A Vampire each towards the target before decending to 100 meters and proceeding towards the target. The missiles hit dead on at the targets, causing them to start sinking. The coup-de-grace was delivered with the iron bombs, causing the four large barges with a radar-reflecting target mounted to explode and finally sink. A few smaller pieces were left floating on the water, but they were also sunk after about ten minutes and a total of 1,349 27mm rounds from the M85 six-barreled cannons in the noses of the Thanatos'. Pleased, the pilots returned home to base. They had just shown that the Orezians were capable of engaging naval targets. How awsome was that?!?

Imperial Communique

Dear President Mbabwe,
It has come to the attention of myself, as well as that of His Holines, Leo XIV, that Orezia is facing threats from the despicably world-renowned Kraven Corporation. While we are a newly-federated nation, the Holy Empire has already reformed the military of our former nations. If you do so desire, we will send both military and medical/logistical aid to Orezia. Rhominian forces, if accepted, will withdraw from Orezia, as soon as required. I urge you to accept our offer, in the interests of Orezia and the rest of the free world.

Signed,

Kaiser Constantijn Imperatore, Royal House of Amsgard, By the Grace of God, King of the Romans, Emperor of Rhominia, Prince of Nederland, Count of Orange-Nassau, Count of Westfalen, Grand Master of the Illustrious Order of Remus and Romulus, Knight-Companion of the Knights Hospitallers of Malta, Sovereign of the Legion of Honor, Grand Commander of the Honorable Order of Charlemagne, Defender of the Faith

The Kraven Battle Fleet

It was time, wave after wave of Assault Vtols broke from the air strips of the immense battle carriers, their four jet engines powered them high into the air as the steam powered catapult launched them from the deck, inside were roughly twenty five Capitol Police, with supporting weaponry and various supplies needed for the invasion...

The initial take off was bumpy, with the wind turbulance from the launch causing the craft to shake violently as it climbed higher and higher into the air climbing to reach its ceiling height...

More and more craft were launched, causing something to look like a swarm of angry hornets that buzzed and circled before climbing higher into the air...

Soon around 1,500 Assault Craft were in the air, and each one was inbound to Orezia...

Once the Craft had been launched, the Fleet began to slowly move towards the coastline of Orezia, multiple vessels of all classes ploughed through the waves towards the Orezia, each one intent on bringing this beautiful country under the totalitarian rule of Kraven oppression...

The Dark Times were approaching for Orezia...

Cravanian Field Command

"Incoming!"

The RADAR screens buzzed with activity as over a thousand Kraven planes approached the coast.

"Activate the AA systems. Shoot them out of the sky."

All along the coast of Orezia, missiles, flak, and rockets of all types rose from the ground en masse. They filled the sky with tracers and smoke, shells exploding and shrapnel flying in the skies high above.

"Not one of them is making it throug. Not one. If they do, I want our squadron here scrambled. They aren't going to harm this country, no matter the cost to us."
"Yes, sir."

The command post buzzed with activity as personnel prepared for the worst. Dark times were ahead for Orezia...

Cravanian Field Command

"Incoming!"

The RADAR screens buzzed with activity as over a thousand Kraven planes approached the coast.

"Activate the AA systems. Shoot them out of the sky."

All along the coast of Orezia, missiles, flak, and rockets of all types rose from the ground en masse. They filled the sky with tracers and smoke, shells exploding and shrapnel flying in the skies high above.

"Not one of them is making it throug. Not one. If they do, I want our squadron here scrambled. They aren't going to harm this country, no matter the cost to us."
"Yes, sir."

The command post buzzed with activity as personnel prepared for the worst. Dark times were ahead for Orezia...


The Kraven forces were prepared for an attack like this, The Mimir Class tracking ships were already locking onto the launch points and feeding the information back to the dedicated Missile Ships of Kraven, their Missile launchers prepared a multitude of Tomahawk style missiles dubbed "Hellhammers" Incendiary Weapons, they launched from the tubes with a great plume of white smoke, the Captains watched as more and more missiles were sent as counter batteries, designed to silence the defenses formed by Cravan..

Meanwhile in the Air, the first of the missiles approached the formation as it continued to gain height, the Craft already receiving information through the Command relay that the missiles had been fired, prepared the ECM's and so a multitude of Chaff and other countermeasures such as Thermal masking and radar signature masking came online, causing the a major amount of missiles to either explode prematurely, or detonate into a peice of chaff, however with every system not being ultimately perfect, several of the Vtols were downed, their crew and cargo killed in the fire ball as wrekage and scrap fell from the sky, landing into the waves below, although many were downed, there were still over a thousand craft still on route...

The Flak and other weaponry use proved useless to the extreme ranges that the assault craft were at, and the extreme heights they were currently flying at...

The Kraven force advanced undetered...

Numerous defense positions along the coast were instantly obliterated, but the defense continued. Guided missiles were saved, while more and more massive amounts of unguided rockets which explode in midair were used. Huge amounts of firepower was used against the oncoming horde.

Meanwhile, Kraven forces in the area were flooded by jamming systems and EM weaponry, in order to dampen the effectiveness of their communications and other electronic systems.

The battle raged...

Numerous defense positions along the coast were instantly obliterated, but the defense continued. Guided missiles were saved, while more and more massive amounts of unguided rockets which explode in midair were used. Huge amounts of firepower was used against the oncoming horde.

Meanwhile, Kraven forces in the area were flooded by jamming systems and EM weaponry, in order to dampen the effectiveness of their communications and other electronic systems.

The battle raged...

The Unguided missiles were rather ineffective against the Kraven air Armarda, with many either overshooting their targets, falling short or their motors cutting short due to the extreme altitudes that the craft were currently flying at, But still more missiles struck home, bringing more craft tumbling out of the sky, while others began to make counter manovers avoiding more of the unguided "Dumb" missiles, until eventually the attack had been spent....

The Kraven forces were largely unaffected by the EM Interferance and the interferance of the Jamming, the Fleet was too far away and the Air Armarda was either too high for the jamming to be effective, or were maintaining radio silence, as such the Jamming was more effective on the Cravan forces and those of the allied forces in the area...

Still the Air Armarda continued onwards, undaunted and unflinching, the War Machine of Kraven driving on through the skies with the Mechanical stride of some great behemoth, a great devourer out to encompass Orezia...

"Launch the Phoenixes."
"Yes, sir."

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Allied Airfield
Somewhere is Orezia...

"Wardog Squadron, you are cleared for takeoff. Launch!"

The squadron launched into the sky, gaining altitude quickly and moving in to intercept. Active jammers and ECMs were turned on, and the twelve elite pilots screamed through the sky towards the oncoming armada of aircraft.

"Lead, Two. Sights are hot and my finger is itchy. Requesting permission to engage."
"Lead, Squadron. Weapons free, repeat, weapons free."
"Copy that, Lead."

The fighters unleashed two missiles each, then broke off and began splitting up into teams of two. It was twelve pilots against over 1000... Kraven was in for it.

"Fox two, fox two!"

Two missiles leapt from underneath the pylon of a fighter's wing, and cruised towards its target.

"I'm in range to spit at 'em!"

One pilot closed in with a Kraven aircraft, and poured pinpoint (relatively speaking, of course) fire into it from its dual 20mm chain guns.

The battle raged on...

"It has begun..."

President Mbabwe sat behind his desk in the Presidential Palace, looking into the camera. It was going live to all over Orezia, and it wasn't a cheerful broadcast.

"Kraven forces has started their attempted invasion of Orezia. They intend to enslave us all, making us mindless drones to fullfil their evil mission. The Kraven soldiers sent to kill us all are sent by Lucifer himself, with one objective: to destroy our way of life. To enslave us all as his slaves. We cannot allow for that to happen.

"I am hereby reinforcing my statement that a state of war exists between Orezia and the Kraven Corporation. Orezia has been attacked, and I am ordering all military and paramilitary assets to resist the Kraven forces. I urge all civilians to resist the enemy using any means necessary. I also ask our allies to come to our assistance in this time of need.

"Until next time I am able to speak with you, good luck, and may God and all the saints be with you all. May He save Orezia from the evil which is facing us now."

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In the air above Orezia, a flight of twelve F-2A Abaddons from 22nd Squadron armed with air to air weapons moved to intercept the enemy aircraft. Armed with IRIS-Ts and BVRAAMs, the fighters were packing a deadly punch. They were joined by 1st, 5th, 6th, 9th and 18th Squadrons, all of them flying F-1A Thanatos' fighters. For this task, the fighters were all armed with air to air munitions: IRIS-Ts, AMRAAMs and BVRAAMs. Moving fast, the twelve F-2As and sixty F-1As weren't much against the thousand-odd Kraven fighters, but they carried in their weapons stores hundreds of deadly missiles. Moving low at 6,000 feet at Mach 1.6, the planes were hard to detect by any enemy radars.

A bit behind the lines, out of reach from enemy missiles, two E-5A Watcher AWACS aircraft flew, directing the fighters in. The two powerful retro-engineered Inverse Synthetic Aperture Radars (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inverse_synthetic_aperture_radar) were able to defeat radar-resistant aircraft. The two AWACS' were flying about 200 kilometers from eachother, and focused their radars at the same location. Thus, the waves from the two powerful airborne radars were able to wrap around any aerial target and give the Orezians and their allies a good idea of where there were stealty aircraft. That information also went to the many new surface to air defense sites around Orezia. Aequatian-made Gemini mobile SAM batteries targetted the air with their own LADARs, something which also burned through stealth, and engaged any target within range with their SLAMRAAMs and 50mm autocannons. Longer-range Patriot PAC2 sites also engaged the enemy.

While this took place, the Ground Force left their bases quickly and deployed into the jungles and countryside, preparing to devestate any Kraven ground forces if they were to reach the mainland. Orezia was as ready as it could be.

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Meanwhile, deep within the Orezian mountains, a group of secretive people entered a research lab.

"Is it ready yet doctor?"

"Almost sir. It'll be ready for testing in two days."

"Good."

The people left the lab, leaving the doctor to tinker on the secret project in peace. If he was successful, Orezia would be saved...

OOC: Ooooooooh.... Conspiracy. Cravey likey.

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"Attention Orezian aircraft, this is Wardog One requesting permission to join in formation with you, over."

The twelve F-80 Phoenix fighters of Wardog squadron entered a V-formation, and tailed the Orezian fighters.

"Repeat, Orezian aircraft, this is Wardog One requesting permission to join formation with you, over."

OOC: Just a "Still here" post.

IC:

The Aequatian forces felt useless, although they were deployed to defend an important piece of infrastructure within Orezia, they were pretty much out of the way. The only units that might see action were the AC-180 gunships that had been deployed, but only if they were called upon by allied forces within the nation. Of the six aircraft that were in-country, two were always in the air, ready to support Aequatian forces under the callsign, Ghostrider, another two were in the air, prepared to support allied forces under the same callsign while the last two were on the ground, prepared for immediate launch.

The six men from No.1 Base Protection Squadron, clearly visible thanks to their blue berets and L4A1 assault rifles had taken up positions around the massive aircraft, watching anyone who approached the aircraft over the tarmac. They had with them a Wolf HMMWV armed with a M2HB heavy machine gun and a radio, in which the officer and an enlisted man sat. The enlisted was manning the heavy machine gun while the officer, a Warrant Officer sat in the drivers seat, listening to the radio while watching the tarmac.

The men of the Base Protection Squadrons were highly trained Orezian conscripts with a very high morale and ethics. None of them smoked or drank, something which made them stand out from other Orezian conscripts, and they were expert marksmen. They were also fiercely proud of their unit and would do nothing to discredit it. They therefore acted very professionally and made sure no one did anything they weren't supposed to.

The Warrant Officer saw the approaching Northfordian and got out of the drivers seat of the Wolf. Straightning his uniform and making sure his L2A1 Submachine Gun was secured and slinged over the shoulder, the man saluted the Northfordian (British-style with the palm of his hand against the person/object being saluted) as he came over.

"Sah! How may I be of assistance?" he asked politely and correctly in a military tone which revealed that he was fresh out of training.


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[OOC: I'm doing a little bit of fluid time here....oh, and whats the difference between the salutes? I'm from the UK myself, and a little confused :S]

"I was wondering what the rest of the arrangements were for the rest of my men? We're all doctors, and are eager to be of assistance."

The Officer, who was obviously well trained, looked politely, gesturing him to continue.

"I'm not sure if you're people are aware, but most of the supplies are prefabricated hospital facilities. We pretty much have everything to either set up a large scale hospital, or provide at least 100 000 frontline troops with on the ground care."

There was a silence from the man. Obviously he didn't have authority.

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[OOC: I'm assuming you're ohk with this... if not.... I'll change it]

Greeves went with the man, and spoke to his superiors. The conversation was rather long, with a couple of documents signed, but the upshot was this: The Commonwealth of Northford was allowed to set up their field hospital, way out of range of the front lines. The Condition was that it was to remain in control of the Orezian's, and that they would be able to control who was admitted.

Greeves was to be set for a very trying time indeed.

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Back in Northford, PM Brooks was reading some papers, when he was rudely interupted by an aid.

"Morning Sir", she started, "I've got some bad news..... Kraven's finally made a move on Orezia."

"And.... how's thing's facing up? We have a Delegation over there, don't we?"

The women showed him a map.

"Well, he's in the process of trying to land now. Our people are here, and they should be safe for the moment"

Thinking aloud, Brooks said "Well, thats great. We can't send them troops, but I suppose we must be able to do something......... Mrs Jones, how ready is Strategic Bomber command?"

"Not sure Sir, I just read the news. I'll find out for you, if you want." she replied, blushing.

"Thanks.... I want to write a letter.... but I'm not quite sure if we have the resources for what I have in mind...."