NationStates Jolt Archive

1/592, Lost Hills lines

Alpha Company was no more. A 170mm shell from a Lemon Russ completely wiped out the company HQ, opening up a gap in the lines. The entire division was kicked back about a kilometer, regrouping and preparing again for another Kraven onslaught.

The story was true for many of the units of the 20th Airborne. Though the new rifles and body armor were proving to be reasonably effective against the enemy troops, the tanks simply demolished anything that stood in their way. The airborne troopers watched in horror as their Vazooka rounds simply bounced off the hulks.

3,438 men had been killed through a combination of Centurion and Lemon Russ fire. The number of wounded was substantially less, numbering only 1,048. The Capital Policemen didn't really shoot to wound.

Luckily, there was some measure of good news. The brigade of Marines sent in by air were nearing their destination. Initial units were already dismounting about 200m behing the lines, far enough away from the enemies so that they couldn't affect the landing. 2,691 men stormed out of MV-22 Osprey and X-20 Zenith Attack Helicopters and raced to back up the defenders. They brought with them much heavier firepower; some of the Ospreys carried in 155mm artillery guns, and those starting opening up on the Kraven tanks and troops as soon as they were set up.

The MV-24 Peregrine Escort Aircraft were designed to escort the Ospreys into hot zones and to make sure that landing zones were clear. This wasn't too big of a deal in this instance, so the Peregrines, along with the Zeniths, started making strafing runs on the oncoming Kraven troops, firing 30mm and 33mm cannons. The aircraft were also armed with the new AGM-531C Bumblebee-ER anti-tank missiles. The Peregrine made sure to back out to 15km out before firing them. Firing them of them at the remaining Lemon Russ', it was almost assured that they'd destroy the tanks; a 240kg warhead definantly give Kraven a bad day.

The Zeniths worked closer up, firing off wave after wave of Hydra-70 folding fin rockets into the enemy troops formations. The troopers of the 20th Airborne and the new men of the 31st Marines were reinvigorated and felt confident as the Kravens charged.

Task Force Alpha

"We're starting to take a beating out there, sir. An Empire Class Battle Carrier just blew up. We're looking at a 3% drop in air effectiveness. We're also losing escorts left and right. Delta Squadron is reporting that all of its destroyers are now eliminated. They are running with only a Chieftain and Hunter screen."

"Start offloading the Marines and Army to shore. We can't afford to lose them. Fire off another missiles and gun salvo at the enemy fleet."

"Incoming torpedoes! Guardian turrets are engaging. One destroyer reports damaged. We have lost three Paramounts. CIWS systems are knocking out enemy missiles left and right. It's a bloodbath out there."

Another 7,500 Roundels flew out of the VLS cells of the fleet. The Xeons engaging the enemy Axims were holding up rather well, losing another 36 planes after an hour of battle. The Sparrows now dove in, firing off missiles and guns at the new enemy fighters.

The medical staff proceeded to look out the windows of the truck/carry all. The sight they beheld was something rather special. The whole sky, it seemed, was alive with these "carry-alls". They moved everything imagineable, from people to tanks.

Speed wasn't an issue either it seemed, for as soon as they got onto the truck, they were soon getting off.

The soon reached a plateau, which was large, and generally isolated. There was already a Heli-pad/Air strip contsructed there.

"Is this it?", asked Greeves.

"Yes, this is it. There'll be a brigade of infantry to defend you here soon. Now, this is about as close to the conflict as your government will allow. The wounded should be arrivng within two days. Now, I'm the commander of that infantry brigade, soI stay here as well."

"Grand Admiral, we are closing in on the Lost Hills fleet. Distance 75nm and closing. We have also regained tracking on their right squadron."

"Keep up the fire, order Wake Island to unload the atomic ABMs on the incoming Roundels. Launch ten more wings of Vanguards to assist our Axims up there, bring the submarines back and create the picket line."

The word "aye" wasn't even spoken as the bridge crew automatically moved to fulfill their orders.

The fleet continued to cruise around the Lost Hills fleet, unloading gunfire on the stationary Lost Hills ships. The 7,500 Roundel missiles shot ahead at the Whyaticans, and the WSS Wake Island showed it's power once more by firing yet another nuclear anti-ballistic missile at the horde, wiping out the vast majority of them. Two destroyers were lost, as very few missiles made it past that and the CIWS systems. Submarines fired sporadic torpedo runs now, knowing full well that the Guardian ASHuM systems on the Lost Hills fleet were active and running.

140 more "Vanguard Virage" aircraft shot off of aircraft catapults, firing short range "Stalker" missiles and joining in the dogfights with vulcan cannons. The original 140 "Axim" aircraft were decimated, there were 5 wings or of them remaining and they were clinging onto dear life as they cruised back to the Whyatican fleet, covering their retreat with StA missiles.

"Sir, Lost Hills is under attack!"

"Take them from the side! Broadside!"

Every weapon fired at once, putting hundreds of shells into the air, and countless missiles. And cruise missiles. Not to mention torpedoes.

Holy Paradise shall be sending the following forces to help defend Pythogria and later invade the Kraven Corporation:

1.5 million Holy Paradisian Army troops

500,000 Holy Paradisian Elite Army troops

1,000 M1 Abrams MBTs

1,500 M133 APCs

1,000 M2 Bradleys

1,000 Strykers

2,000 M24 Chaffee Light Tanks

1,000 M42 40 mm Self-Propelled AA guns

250 M163 Vulcan Air Defense Systems

500 M109 155 mm SP Howitzers(Paladins)

500 M110 8'' Howitzers

500 M252 Artillery

50,000 SMAWs(Anti-Tank Rocket Launchers)

50,000 M249 Machine guns

10,000 M2 Family Machine Guns

25 Iowa class Battleships

10 Nimitz class Aircraft Carriers. Each carries: 20 F-18As, 30 F-15Es, and 20 F-16s

75 Ticonderoga class cruisers

100 Freedom class frigates

75 SSGN submarines

100 Wasp class transports(To be decomissioned and sold right after the war)

250 Tarawa class transports(To be decomissioned and sold right after the war)

These forces, along with various auxilaries both ground and naval, will be arriving in Pythogria ASAP.

Lonely Whisper hovered in orbit above the Earth. Life was nonexistant on this solitary satellite. No signals ever went to this poor cold hunk of metal, until now. Lights flickered on and on the black screen popped up a transmission.


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01110100 01100101 01110010 00111010 00100000 01000011 01101111
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01101111 01101110 00100000 01110000 01100101 01110010 01100110
01101111 01110010 01101101

Lonely Whisper beemed a message to Kraven HQ. The super computer aboard the satellite hacked through the firewalls and security at Kraven Corps. A message popped up on every Kraven moniter:

"I love you,
You Love me,
We're a happy Fa-Mily.
With a great big smile,
and a kiss from me to you,
Won't you say you love me too?"

A purple dinosaur danced in front of the screen. repeating the lullaby over and over and over.


The Computer sattelite hacked into the worst computer network it could have possibly hacked into, most people who know Kraven even a little, know its Ruler is a Sentient AI Super Computer, and as soon as the systems were infected, a tiny part of the Programing of Father was now in the systems of the Satelite, it replicated itself thousands of times, until the Satelite was in the hands of Kraven, over and over Father replicated this part of himself and sent it out across every satelite linked up to the Orginonal one of Nakanori, until every satelite was in the Hands of Kraven....

But it Didn't stop there, from there, this almost Computer virus spread itself into the national Computer networks, infiltrating every computer, every military system, causing total chaos, causing total power black outs in Nakanoris cities, Nakanori's military had become totaly blind...

Kraven Knew all of Nakanoris Military secrets, it knew their strengths and weakness's, and on every TV Screen, on every monitor in Nakanori, The Kraven Eagle appeared....

Nakanori was in the Hands of Kraven, it had Nakanori by a strangle hold, Father could decide who got power, who got water, who got food, he controlled the traffic systems, the fuel distribution, every aspect of Nakanori's existence was controlled by Kraven...

even the Satelites were now working for Kraven who now had numerous Eyes in the Skies.... all Watching Pythogria...

The Computer sattelite hacked into the worst computer network it could have possibly hacked into, most people who know Kraven even a little, know its Ruler is a Sentient AI Super Computer, and as soon as the systems were infected, a tiny part of the Programing of Father was now in the systems of the Satelite, it replicated itself thousands of times, until the Satelite was in the hands of Kraven, over and over Father replicated this part of himself and sent it out across every satelite linked up to the Orginonal one of Nakanori, until every satelite was in the Hands of Kraven....

But it Didn't stop there, from there, this almost Computer virus spread itself into the national Computer networks, infiltrating every computer, every military system, causing total chaos, causing total power black outs in Nakanoris cities, Nakanori's military had become totaly blind...

but now, Kraven had numerous Eyes in the Skies.... all Watching Pythogria...


"Sir, Kraven took over Nakanaori's sattelite network."

"Must be The Father. Pump the Chipzapper in to it."

The Chipzapper virus, capable of going through every firewall Pythogria knew about, hacked into the Nakanaori sattelites, and began destroying them, heading down the line, to The Father himself...

"Sir, Kraven took over Nakanaori's sattelite network."

"Must be The Father. Pump the Chipzapper in to it."

The Chipzapper virus, capable of going through every firewall Pythogria knew about, hacked into the Nakanaori sattelites, and began destroying them, heading down the line, to The Father himself...


Pythogrias Computer hackers were amatures compared to Father, he is probably the best Computer hacker in the world at this very moment, the Virus was blocked by a series of firewalls, and as soon as one was taken down, father had instantaneously created a new one...

(OOC: Im not getting any further into this computer tech wank war)

Pythogrias Computer hackers were amatures compared to Father, he is probably the best Computer hacker in the world at this very moment, the Virus was blocked by a series of firewalls, and as soon as one was taken down, father had instantaneously created a new one...

(OOC: Im not getting any further into this computer tech wank war)

OOC: Just for fun, ending.

IC:

"Sir, it isn't working."

"Leave it then."

"Yes sir."

OOC: i have no idea what going on but

The ZAFT fleet moved away from the dominion fleet and moved off the northern coast of Pythogria

The Emperor was working at his desk when he heard the news. His phone rang, and he answered it.

"Yeah?"
"Sir, we have a situation."
"What is it?"
"Kraven has taken control of a satellite network."

The Emperor sat in silence for a few moments.

"Blow 'em out of the sky."
"Yes, sir."

He hung up the phone, and continued his work.

The many ships of the Holy Paradisian force swiftly cut through the calm waters of the ocean. They were about 500 miles away from Pythogria now.

"Striker squadron, you are cleared for takeoff. Good luck and Godspeed."
"Copy that, Command. Striker One out."

Lieutenant Carl Agathon, callsign Fireball, taxied his fighter onto the runway at a secluded airbase in the mountains of Cravan. His five other wingmen taxied with him.

"Alright, Strikers. Sound off."
"Two here, both engines lit."
"Three here, I've got two lit."
"Four here, two engines lit."
"Five here, both burners on."
"Six here, both lit."
"All right, Strikers. Let's go!"

He punched his throttle to full, and sped down the runway. His wingmen did the same. Within seconds, all six Talons were in the air. Agathon continued to climb for several miniutes.

"Engage secondary engines."
"Copy that."

The six pilots engaged their rockets, and sped further up into the outer atmosphere until they broke through to the vacuum of the edge of space.

"You boys heard the briefing. The Nakanaorian satellite network is our target. Take 'em down however you see fit."
"Copy that, Lead."

They continued to move further from the blue sphere below them, and searched for the satellite network.

the ZAFT fleet sent a short message to Pythogria


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just tell us were to shoot
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the ZAFT fleet sent a short message to Pythogria


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just tell us were to shoot
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Shoot at the Whyatican fleet in the south, and icica in the north.

A few Cravanian troops were thrown into the air from the initial bombardment, and Dryson's heart pounded as he heard the tanks approach. However, basic training gave him enough experience to know what to do. He shouted at the top of his lungs.

"GRENADIERS! FRONT!"
"YES, SIR!"

Two men came up, and took cover. They both dismounted their Multi-Use SMAW launchers, and immediately brought them to bear on the Leman Russ Battletanks. Two rockets went out at the tanks, aimed just under the turret of each. The two grenadiers took cover to reload, and managed to get another volley off before taking cover again.

"TAKE COVER!"


The Turret of one Tank exploded, rising off the Hull and landing several feet behind, a twisted chunk of scrap metal and flames, however the Gunner and Commander were dead, but the Sponson Gunners and Driver were still alive, and the Vehicle continued forwards, its side sponsons now tearing up the positions with bullets, while the Second Russ had survived the attack, and responded with a White Phosphorus shell, coating the defenses in thick white hot vapours, while now Centurians roared their battle cry, and charged towards the defenders, their Combat swords drawn, and their banners held high...

--- Leahs Interrogation ---

An Officer wearing a Captains uniform entered the room, he sat down opposite Leah, and began to speak....

"Excellent... you are learning..."

The Officer nodded to the two Troopers, who moved over and took the hood and unbound her hands...

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"You must be hungry, please Eat..." the Captain gestured towards the meal... the food on the plate was a steak, cooked in a thick and creamy gravy, with potato and vegetables, and more gravy... a glass of red wine was positioned next to the plate, and the food looked very inviting indeed...

the ZAFT fleet was in the north so they opened fire on the coast

The Turret of one Tank exploded, rising off the Hull and landing several feet behind, a twisted chunk of scrap metal and flames, however the Gunner and Commander were dead, but the Sponson Gunners and Driver were still alive, and the Vehicle continued forwards, its side sponsons now tearing up the positions with bullets, while the Second Russ had survived the attack, and responded with a White Phosphorus shell, coating the defenses in thick white hot vapours, while now Centurians roared their battle cry, and charged towards the defenders, their Combat swords drawn, and their banners held high...

"MACHINE GUNNERS, SUPPRESSING FIRE!", Dryson shouted, unwavering. Above the scene, three men with M240b machine guns filled with armor-piercing rounds ripped open, sending tracers everywhere into the Kraven formation.

"GRENADES OUT!"

Four men on top of the ridge armed their grenade launchers, also armed with white phosphorous Willie Pete rounds. Their magazines for their launchers, which held five grenades, soon became empty as they launched them into the formation below.

The Kraven forces had finally met soldiers who did not waver in the sign of their intimidating appearance. These soldiers had been trained to fight fearlessly, and many managed to do just that.

The Kraven Centurions rushed the Cravanian troops, who had managed to find cover in the snow. Some had been struck by the battle swords (How sharp are they, BTW? Because I'm not sure if they would be able to cut through the winter armor, but I just wanna make sure.), and blood had been spilled.

Seconds later, four helicopter gunships appeared overhead, spilling rockets into the remaining Leman Russ tank and spraying armor-piercing incendiary rounds into the formations of the Kraven Centurions charging.

"Sir, the Kraven units are still coming. We have orders to deploy the MAV (Multienvironmental Assault Vehicle) into Pythogrian soil," yelled one of the ensigns.

"Ok then. Jackson, you will be piloting this machine. Do well. Remember, Pythogria is counting on you."

"Aye aye," Jackson jumped into the cockpit of the machine. He started up the weapon. It bellowed a ferocious roar through the entire hangar. The ship opened up and released the MAV-Unit Quetzalcoatl into the sea.


Near the northern part of Pythogria...

"Sir, we are being shelled down here!!! The Kravens keep coming!! We need support immediately!! Is there anyone picking this frequen..." The ground shook violently.

"What the hell was that!?!" The sergeant demanded. The shaking continued to grow more powerful. A silent din arose through the battlefield as Kraven units ran towards the soldiers. They stopped.

The behemoth's roar resonated through the air, stopping all units of all countries.

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It began the attack.

The force finally landed on the beach. Landing boats were lowered from the transports, each carrying about 35 men. Specialized landing boats carried tanks and artillery. Gen. Washington walked down from the ramp and onto the beach, the first soldier to arrive. He ordered the men in his boat to start reconing the area beyond the beach. Within a few hours, a camp had been established about 25 miles away from the beach. Supplies slowly trickled into the camp.

The first patrol was sent out about 15 minutes after the camp had been established. The patrol consisted of about 20 men, each carrying M16s. They walked along the damp ground, looking at the beauty of the forest around them.

"Nice day, isn't it?" Lt. Jerry Slokum asked.

"Yeah." replied Pvt. Jeremy Springfield.

"It sure is." agreed Sgt. Matthias Kaldwell.

Suddenly, they heard rustling in some bushes ahead. "Halt, men!" Jerry whispered. The squad stopped walking and looked around. "Okay, everyone find some cover." The soldiers jumped behind trees or into shrubs. Jerry crouched behind a boulder, peered out, gun aimed at the bushes. "Is anyone there?" He yelled.

"Yes, this is it. There'll be a brigade of infantry to defend you here soon. Now, this is about as close to the conflict as your government will allow. The wounded should be arrivng within two days. Now, I'm the commander of that infantry brigade, soI stay here as well."

"Fantastic", replied greeves, glad he was going to have troops here, even though the guards were not due for another 4 days, "I think someone told me that the crates on the freight plane we being airlifted here. Quite a few of them were prefabricated buildings. Do you think your men will have any objections if I ask them to help us set them up? There's not a lot of building knowledge required, in fact they were designed to be put up by us doctors, so it can't be that complicated" finised the doctor, smiling.

The Pythogrian officer smiled.

"There's not much else going on at the moment, is there, so I suppose we might as well helped"

Soon after that conversation, the initial crates started arriving, being transported in the magnificent pythogrian carry-alls. The 200 Medical staff, and, with the help of the Pythogrian infantry, the residential huts and the triage center were completed before nightfall.

Early the next morning, another group of medical personel arrived, however, this time there was around 1000 of them turning up.

"Morning", said the doctor to the arrivals, yawning,"how come there are so many of you?", he asked,"the planes could only take 200"

A doctor who was amongst the new arrivals replied,"Well, our flights landed at 20:00, 23:00, and 04:00, so instead of disturbing everyone at night, we thought we'd wait untill the fourth wave arrived and come as a group. Thats not a problem is it?"

"Oh, no course not. It's Dr. Battersbea, isn't it" he enquired of he man who just spoke.

"Yep thats right, and I'm a bone specialist. You're Greeve's arn't you?", knowing full well the man he was talking to was Doctor Greeves, and was leading the mission. Oh well, thought Battersbea, a bit of arse licking never went amiss.

"Yep, Doctor Greeves. You mind getting stuck in with helping us get this place operational? There was only 200 of us before, plus a few Pythogrian Soldiers, but with you guy's here, this place should be up in no time"

So they went to work. There was 1600 of them now, spread out over 1.5 square miles. Most of what they constructed would be wards, sorage, but nevertheless, it did seem to them that they were basically building a hospital from scratch.

Night fell over the plataeu once again, drawing a day's construction efforts to a close. As evening fell, the sheer scale of the achievements that had been accomplished were clear. In two day's of working, they had everything they needed to start.

All in all, they had the ability to look after (per-day):

*2000 "walking wounded"

*1000 "Ward Patients"

*400 "Intensive Care patients"

* Furthermore, once full they were fully staffed they would have provisions to give "Advanced First Aid" to 5000, as well denistry and optical services to 300 people per-day.

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Greeves sat lying on his bed, late that night pondering what would happen tomorrow.

"God Save Northford, I hope the Commonwealth Guard get here soon" He muttered, before going to sleep

Bullets from the MAV's Gattling Gunns streamed through the air, striking down infantry across the field. The Edoniakistanbabweaguan army cheered and moved forward against the Kraven troops. Napalm canisters were launched from the behemoth onto the Kravens. They didnt know if it would harm them but it was worth a shot.

The PWI (Pilot Weapon Interface) locked on to the countless enemies and fired upon them.

"My god, this thing is poweful!" yelled Jackson. "I haven't even begun the use of the BC weaponary yet!"

The Quetzalcoatl continued its rampage.

A front horizontal line of Dominion troops marched steadily over the terrain towards the Kraven forces at Icica, behind them the massive wave of infantry, artillery, and heavy armor. The mighty Pursuer tanks, their massive 160mm cannons elongated and wide, slagged along behind rows upon rows of the smaller and lighter Kilo tanks, the "little" armor units, their 60mm cannons fronted forward. The huge artillery pieces loomed behind, drudging through the conditions, the Kraven lines and the battles now not all that far away, AA tanks patrolling the skies as Dominion aircraft still patrolled above the armor and infantry.

a ZAFT carrier moved in close with its escorts it was the Eternal the 3 ace pilots Athrun, Kira, and Miguel opened fire for a close assault from the deck of the eternal

***Secure IC~To all allied nations***

Northford is presently operating an expediant field hospital just outside the immediate area of conflict.

Should you wish to evac you troops to us, you're more than welcome.

***End Secret IC***

"Fuck! We've been hacked!"
"WTF???"
"A Kraven AI tracked down Lonely Whisper and is in our system!"
"FUCK!"
"Manual override on the satellite. By now, Kraven's gonna be trying to get our weapons schematics!!! Pull the external hard drives out now! Fucking A!"

All over Nakanaori, computer systems were demolished, except for a few that were not on at the time.

Computer scientists all over began creating an AI capable of cleansing the systems. It was called "Operation: Rebellious Son." Lonely Whisper would have to be shot down. Or, they hoped to freeze the Kraven Eagle long enough to disconnect the satellite. From infected computers, they began to spam the Kraven network with porn and viruses. Although they weren't enough to stop the computer, it could slow it down enough for the systems to be restored.

Cravan's Talons moved closer and closer to the infected satellite. On the external moniter flickered the Kraven Eagle, yet on the side was painted a Nakanaorian flag. This was their target. All Nakanaorian satellites that were infected had external moniters. As the Talons drew closer, the satellite blinked at them, as if to sy "Hello" and "Good-bye."

The damage of the AI was immense, but the aftershocks would be greater. The cities that had computer controlled power grids blacked out. Ports were stalled. Anything computerized was jammed. The military was halted until further notice.

OOC: take out my satellite!!!

"This has gone far enough. Advisor, launch the BPs and take out those sattelites."

"Yes sir!"

Brilliant Pebbles, watermelon-sized projectileds flying at Mach 10, streamed into Nakanaorian sattelites.

OOC: And these would not hit any Cravanian stuff.

Lonely Whisper was knocked from orbit. It would streak around the globe until it was A: burnt up in the atmosphere, B: collide with another satellite, C: crash into the surface.

Citizens in Nakanaori lost Satellite TV, and now no one could use TiVo.

OOC: I hope a satellite falls on ur head Kraven. :p

Even while Pythogria was decemating the Satelite network, parts of Fathers Programming still roamed the Nanakorais network, randomly shutting down Computers, and Electrical Circuits, it screwed around with Airports communication systems, practicaly blinding air craft, Hospitals power was shut down....

The Country was still in the Grip of Kraven and chaos continued to Ensue...

Certain Sectors of the country were allowed power for a brief amount of time, enough for the Propaganda of Kraven to be spued forth into the minds of Nanakorains through the television and public broadcasting systems...




"Yours Commanders are Weak minded"

"Your Resistance if Futile..."

"Kraven Marches Unapposed"

"While you sleep, Our Forces Crush your weakling Armies.."

"Your Commanders are Cowards"

"Yours Leader is Weak"

"Yours Minds are Weak"

Even while Pythogria was decemating the Satelite network, parts of Fathers Programming still roamed the Nanakorais network, randomly shutting down Computers, and Electrical Circuits, it screwed around with Airports communication systems, practicaly blinding air craft, Hospitals power was shut down....

The Country was still in the Grip of Kraven and chaos continued to Ensue...

Certain Sectors of the country were allowed power for a brief amount of time, enough for the Propaganda of Kraven to be spued forth into the minds of Nanakorains through the television and public broadcasting systems...




"Yours Commanders are Weak minded"

"Your Resistance if Futile..."

"Kraven Marches Unapposed"

"While you sleep, Our Forces Crush your weakling Armies.."

"Your Commanders are Cowards"

"Yours Leader is Weak"

"Yours Minds are Weak"


OOC: May those sattelites fall on your head, Kraven!

But tell me, how could The Father manipulate TV broadcasts?

OOC: May those sattelites fall on your head, Kraven!

But tell me, how could The Father manipulate TV broadcasts?

OOC: By producing his own tv shows of course!, well he can easily manipulate what is distributed by the broadcasting tower of the TV station, and No the satelites will simply burn up in the atmosphere, or more than likely fall into the ocean..

OOC: By producing his own tv shows of course!, well he can easily manipulate what is distributed by the broadcasting tower of the TV station, and No the satelites will simply burn up in the atmosphere, or more than likely fall into the ocean..

OOC: The Father can activate a TV studio at will?

As some of the satellites were hit by Pythogria's weapons, the Talons began firing at the satellites that had not been targeted in the first wave. Missiles and chain-gun rounds flew at the satellites, while the Talons broke off and found another satellite to target.

As some of the satellites were hit by Pythogria's weapons, the Talons began firing at the satellites that had not been targeted in the first wave. Missiles and chain-gun rounds flew at the satellites, while the Talons broke off and found another satellite to target.

OOC: He doesn't need to, he can manipulate the voice over without using a TV studio, he just does it on a pc he's occupying the sets the studio to broadcast it, because a pc will be used to activate everything, if it isn't then the tv studio is a little outdated for this day in age

OOC: He doesn't need to, he can manipulate the voice over without using a TV studio, he just does it on a pc he's occupying the sets the studio to broadcast it, because a pc will be used to activate everything, if it isn't then the tv studio is a little outdated for this day in age

OOC: I think you quoted the wrong post. :p

OOC: I think you quoted the wrong post. :p

OOC: oops, thats from being at work all day *yawns*

OOC: The power grids were disabled, so the TVs wouldn't work, right??? BTW: i don't have an army in Pythogria right now. Prolly won't since transportation was disabled!

With the electricity gone, Nakanaorian civilians decided to spend their time out of the technological world. People filled the once desolate playgrounds and parks. Cars still worked because of the self-reliant engines and children bicycled down the streets. It was surreal, thanks to Kraven, people now realized the pleasure in the outdoors and away from the everyday hustle and bustle of computers.

OOC: The power grids were disabled, so the TVs wouldn't work, right??? BTW: i don't have an army in Pythogria right now. Prolly won't since transportation was disabled!

With the electricity gone, Nakanaorian civilians decided to spend their time out of the technological world. People filled the once desolate playgrounds and parks. Cars still worked because of the self-reliant engines and children bicycled down the streets. It was surreal, thanks to Kraven, people now realized the pleasure in the outdoors and away from the everyday hustle and bustle of computers.

(OOC: yes, but if you re-read my post, i stated that the power was brought online for a short period of time in different sectors to broad cast the message)

"Lo let the night be solitary, let no joyful cry be heard in it. Let them curse it who curse the day who are ready to awake the Leviathan..." Job 3:8

The mechanical dragon continued it's rampage across the battlefield, shooting and tossing aside infantry as if they were mere toys. An RPG came straigh tat the side of the beast. Its head turned right at the unit. Jackson smiled.

"Bye bye..."

The tail slammed into the man and his squad, crushing them. Gunfire from the other Edoniakistanbabweaguan units were holding back some more Kraven units, but most were in awe of this beast.

"What the hell is that thing!?!" yelled a private by the name of Thompson.

"I...I don't know. I think it's one of ours though..." replied another private.

The creature roared again as it picked up a tank and flung it towards some Kraven units.

The massacre was only beginning.

(OOC: yes, but if you re-read my post, i stated that the power was brought online for a short period of time in different sectors to broad cast the message)

OOC: My citizens are enjoying the great outdoors. It is a national holiday now, since businesses can't function and TVs are sporadically turning on and off. You've made their lives healthier by driving them from the busy world. I wish i could do that, but it's raining here...:(

under the cover of the fleet ZAFT Troops and armor began to land to take out kraven forces

OOC: My citizens are enjoying the great outdoors. It is a national holiday now, since businesses can't function and TVs are sporadically turning on and off. You've made their lives healthier by driving them from the busy world. I wish i could do that, but it's raining here...:(

OOC: Sorry for continuing the OOC but...

LOL! Kraven's plan completely backfired! He's helped someone!

OOC: Sorry for continuing the OOC but...

LOL! Kraven's plan completely backfired! He's helped someone!

ROFL!

Secret IC

CAMINC (Conglomerate of Arms Manufacturing, Inc.)

At the very heart of the capital of Edoniakistanbabweagua, a military arms manufacturing and development industry dedicated to the creation of new lines of defense for the Edoniakistanbabweaguan soldiers.

"Mr. CEO, we have confirmation that the Quetzalcoatl is attacking the Kraven units. The MAV works sir!" said one of the representatives in CAMINC.

"This is good. We are showing incredible results for the system. This is what I have been waiting for," remarked the CEO. "I want us to commence with the finished product."

"Sir? You don't mean..."

"Yes, I mean Project: Red Dragon. We will commence with the making of it immediately!"

"Y...yes sir!"

--- Leahs Interrogation ---

An Officer wearing a Captains uniform entered the room, he sat down opposite Leah, and began to speak....

"Excellent... you are learning..."

The Officer nodded to the two Troopers, who moved over and took the hood and unbound her hands...

http://www.militariacollection.com/immagini/fascist/uniforme%20ss%20italiane%20feldgrau%20big.jpg

"You must be hungry, please Eat..." the Captain gestured towards the meal... the food on the plate was a steak, cooked in a thick and creamy gravy, with potato and vegetables, and more gravy... a glass of red wine was positioned next to the plate, and the food looked very inviting indeed...

OOC: *Gasping and blue flame* I have returned.
The Tanks Hunters
Murphy and the 10 soldiers who managed to survive the attack huddled in a blast crater just past the enemy tanks. The battle still raged around them, but there wasn't anything they could do about it. Instead, Murphy looked to Icica. After a few minutes, he stood up, and started trudging towards it.
"Where the hell are you going, sir?" one of the soldiers yelled.
"Icica." he replied.
"Icica? What the hell for?"
"To get a soldier we left behind back."

Leah's Interrogation
I wonder what they poisoned or drugged this with...
Leah shrugged and bolted down the food. She drained the wineglass and was done in less than 5 minutes. She looked expectantly back at the officer.

OOC: *Gasping and blue flame* I have returned.
The Tanks Hunters
Murphy and the 10 soldiers who managed to survive the attack huddled in a blast crater just past the enemy tanks. The battle still raged around them, but there wasn't anything they could do about it. Instead, Murphy looked to Icica. After a few minutes, he stood up, and started trudging towards it.
"Where the hell are you going, sir?" one of the soldiers yelled.
"Icica." he replied.
"Icica? What the hell for?"
"To get a soldier we left behind back."

Leah's Interrogation
I wonder what they poisoned or drugged this with...
Leah shrugged and bolted down the food. She drained the wineglass and was done in less than 5 minutes. She looked expectantly back at the officer.

"Good Isn't it?" The Officer asked, looking at her, with his hands held together and resting on the table

"Now then, Leah... Why are you here?" the Officer seemed nice enough, his voice was gentle and he looked kindly upon her...

but this was just a facade, that any moment the Captain could snap and have her executed outside by a squad of Capitol Police... such was the temperment of Kraven Officers...

Meanwhile the Kraven Forces were being attacked on many fronts, while the forces were victorius against Lost Hills, Kraven made sure the keep this attack going and began to pour more Capitol Police to aid the Centurians who were steadily loosing numbers, but at the same time pressing on the attack...Four of the Eight Leman Russ's remained, and they too pressed the attack, over running defenses and crushing barbed wire and smaller defenses under their tracks..

The MAV was causing a problem, but quickly the Leman Russ battle tanks, aimed for the weak joint armour, slamming home a 170mm AT Shell, with was garanteed at such close ranges to sever the limb from the rest of the machine, Capitol Police swarmed towards it, opening fire with caseless explosive ammunition, that all Capitol Police carried in their Assault rifles, while at the same time, from the Facility came forth another detachment of Centurians, deployed to bolster the defenses of the City...

The Coastal bombardment from Spit Break, was for a want of a better word, Pointless, Kraven forces were no where near the coastline, and so were saved from the actual bombardment, the only thing this display of firepower achieved was looking quite impressive..

Out to sea, The Kraven 3rd Battlefleet was drawing ever closer, its numerous ships cut through the water with minimal effort, the massive Annihilator Class SD's were at the head of the fleet, but before they drew any closer, they would quickly reform their formation into a four tier defensive ring that would ensure the suvival and completion of the Fleets goal, the Utter destruction of all enemy fleets...

Murphy and his comrades camped in a ditch just outside Icica, always on guard for an attack.
Leah's Imprisonment
"You already know the answer: To destroy the Kraven Corporation."
Her fingers gently brushed the knife on the table. If the officer snapped, she would jam the blade into his eye socket before she was killed.

"It was more Retorical question..." The Officer spoke, watching as she brushed the knife...

The Officer leaned back in his chair, furthering the gap between her and the knife...

"I wouldn't get any Ideas, Leah... that time it would take you to cross the table would result in your death... not mine, Besides Kraven Scientists can do wonders...."



"What forces are present in Pythogria, how many are left from your detachment, what armour do you have? Numbers? fuel supplies... reinforcements?" The officer probed for answers, but remained calm, besides his chair was a black breifcase that contained a certain number of toys designed to make Leah speak her mind and the truth...

"It was more Retorical question..." The Officer spoke, watching as she brushed the knife...

The Officer leaned back in his chair, furthering the gap between her and the knife...

"I wouldn't get any Ideas, Leah... that time it would take you to cross the table would result in your death... not mine, Besides Kraven Scientists can do wonders...."



"What forces are present in Pythogria, how many are left from your detachment, what armour do you have? Numbers? fuel supplies... reinforcements?" The officer probed for answers, but remained calm, besides his chair was a black breifcase that contained a certain number of toys designed to make Leah speak her mind and the truth...

Leah grinned. Pain was coming, no matter what she said. She picked up the knife and started twirling it between her fingers.
"We have more soldiers than you could possibly imagine. The soldiers you killed, they were but a pittance compared to our REAL army. We have armor that makes your Leman Russ tanks look like wind-up toys. Our fuel supplies are bottomless, our reinforcements are without number."
She felt the evil emanating from that black suitcase.

Leah grinned. Pain was coming, no matter what she said. She picked up the knife and started twirling it between her fingers.
"We have more soldiers than you could possibly imagine. The soldiers you killed, they were but a pittance compared to our REAL army. We have armor that makes your Leman Russ tanks look like wind-up toys. Our fuel supplies are bottomless, our reinforcements are without number."
She felt the evil emanating from that black suitcase.

The Officer nodded and the two Troopers immediatly approached, grabbing her wrists and forcing them down onto the table, another trooper pried the knife from her hands, and she quickly found herself bound to the chair again, unable to move.... the Officer suddenly turned from being calm to being purely sick and twisted...

"hmmmm, I can see this approach is becoming fruitless..."

The Officer lifted the breifcase onto the table and opened the two clips, inside was a set of surgical equipment, he placed it onto the table and began to work, opening up small boxes that contained surgical hacksaws and various other impliments...

The two troopers began to open her tunic, exposing her collar bone, which the Officer now began to cut the flesh of with a scalpel, the pain was un bareable, and the sound of flesh being slit open was sickening...

the Officer cut a small square roughly six inches long, and two inches wide, exposing the collar bone, the flesh was held back with two surgical clamps....

"Now I ask again... what are your numbers... answer truthfully... if I doubt what you are saying... then I shall continue..."

OOC: AAGH too many posts! Ah well. Elder Scrolls Oblivion was worth it :D

RHS Avenger
"Okay, we're going in. All ships, move on a vector of-"
"Admiral! We're picking up multiple enemy contacts!"
The Admiral dashed over to the radar screen to see a gigantic mass of blips heading towards them.
"Oh, shit. Avenger to all Hamilayan personnel- enemy forces detected! All warships, the operation is being temporarily aborted. Bring us around seventy degrees starboard. We're going to take on the Kraven fleet."
"Sir, we're heavily outnumbered. The larger radar signatures we believe are several super dreadnoughts."
"I know. We're just going to have to hold them until friendlies arrive."
"What about the paratroopers? If the operation is postponed, they'll have even longer to hold out against enemy forces in Pythogria."
"Damn the paratroopers! We can't launch our transports now, or most likely they'll be picked off by those warships. Send them as far back behind as possible. Maximum power to the reactors. Full speed ahead."

This is the Hamilayan Navy 15th Carrier Battle Group to all friendly forces in the area. A large enemy fleet has been detected moving on our position and we are heavily outnumbered. We are currently moving to engage and stall the enemy forces and we request as much assistance as possible immediately.

Captain Antwan Firith glanced over the hill he walked upon, down below, where the forces of Lost Hills were being pushed back by the Kraven advance. It wasn't looking all to good for the defenders, but Firith and his group were part of the Dominion ground force that was to assist Lost Hills and repulse the advance.
The battle was close now, the Dominion artillery setting up in positions; remarkably, the Kraven forces hadn't noticed the Dominion line advancing all the way across Pythogria to their current position. The big guns and mobile rocket dispensers, opening and revealing their teeth, aimed down arc scopes at Kraven positions, as the mighty Pursuer tanks, their 160mm barrels extending from the large main turrets, additional smaller cannons on top, continued marching forward, leading infantry and the lighter tanks.

"Fire..."

From the artillery positions, a roar that nearly defeaned the advancing infantry exploded from the artillery pieces, explosive rounds and rockets flying upward through the air towards the Kraven lines, put on accurately by the expert operators manning them. The crews, seeing their first salvo off, hurried to reload, cramming down ammunition into weapons slots.
Down at the advancing lines, the Dominion infantry bolted off their safties on their assault rifles, loading in the small explosive rounds into their M-29s. The Pursuer tank gunners loaded in fresh rounds into their gunnery slots, picking out positions to be exploited with the first attack. Air cover was on its way, but wouldn't arrive for another five minutes. The Dominion attack crews planned to utilize surprise until then.

---Supreme Command---

"Sir! There's a Kraven fleet off Icica!"

The General replied. "Send our second fleet. Take them down. Strike from the side."

"Yes, sir."

A fleet launched from Mesiop island, alsmost all of Pythogria's naval assets were now at war...

"Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox. Lo now, his strength [is] in his loins, and his force [is] in the navel of his belly. He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together. His bones [are as] strong pieces of brass; his bones [are] like bars of iron. He [is] the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach [unto him]."
Job 40:15-19

The beast roared as it leg gave in, immobilziing the creature. But it was still not out. The pilot began launching missles at the infantry.

"Their armour might be though, but those are missles enough to take down a jet," said Jackson. The arm of the MAV wiped off the infantry from the ground and the tail smacked into the tanks that were firing upon it. Jackson looked at their masks. They have to be air tight, which means I would have to use the Hydrogen Chloride canisters to sorrode through the masks...would it work?

Hydrogen Chloride, or HCl, is a gaseous form of the corrosive acid that is used as a pulmonary chemical weapon, eating through the mask and choking the subjects to death via pulmonary edema. I have to try it, Jackson said.

Jackson radioed his own infantry to clear the area but to still strike down the infantry from a distance. He pulled the trigger and HCl (g) canisters struck the infantry.



"Sir, the Quetzalcoatl has been hit. One of it's back leg has been shot off," said the ensign to the admiral.

"Is it still battle ready?" asked th admiral.

"For now. We have confirmation that is using HCl against the infantry but we don't know how it will react to the soldiers."

"Send in the Hadhayosh now!" ordered the admiral.

"Yes sir!"

The Hadhayosh, a second class of MAV unit that differs greatly from the Queztalcoatl in that it isn't amphibious nor does it have legs. Instead, it is essentially a huge battle tank about the size of the Queztalcoatl with an incredible amount of firepower like the Queztalcoatl and two "arms" to clear out any obsticle from its path. It's treads are made of a titanium alloy and the sides are covered with armour to prevent attacks on the treads. The PCI was also as advanced as the Quetzalcoatl but required two pilots to man the Hadhayosh.

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/56/Shagohod.jpg/300px-Shagohod.jpg

The assualt ship landed and the Hadhayosh was released upon the infantry of Kraven

OOC "How many infantry are left of Kravens? I mean after the bombing, bliztkreig, and Quetzalcoatl, I am unsure how much it left..."

General Dawson sat in the command center in Colorsia, listening to the situation. A Kraven fleet with super-dreadnoughts. (OOC: BTW, Kraven. How many are there in your fleet?) He knew that there was only one class of ship in the entire Imperial fleet that could take them on one on one, but all five of the Triton-class were indisposed.

"Sir, incoming call from command."
"Put it up on line three."
"Yes, sir."

He picked up the phone, and waited for the encryption systems to meet.

"Dawson here."
"Morning, Dawson. Got some news for you."
"And that is?"
"We're sending some reinforcements your way. INS Invincible and INS Majestic. Fresh out of the shipyards and waiting for deployment orders."
"Are you serious?", he said chuckling.
"Would I joke with you about that?"
"No, sir. You wouldn't."
"You know I wouldn't. Now, they'll be there in approximately ten hours. Think you can hold them back for that long?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Command out."

He hung up the phone, and looked to the strategic display. Two Triton-class Super-Dreadnoughts. All for him.

The Officer nodded and the two Troopers immediatly approached, grabbing her wrists and forcing them down onto the table, another trooper pried the knife from her hands, and she quickly found herself bound to the chair again, unable to move.... the Officer suddenly turned from being calm to being purely sick and twisted...

"hmmmm, I can see this approach is becoming fruitless..."

The Officer lifted the breifcase onto the table and opened the two clips, inside was a set of surgical equipment, he placed it onto the table and began to work, opening up small boxes that contained surgical hacksaws and various other impliments...

The two troopers began to open her tunic, exposing her collar bone, which the Officer now began to cut the flesh of with a scalpel, the pain was un bareable, and the sound of flesh being slit open was sickening...

the Officer cut a small square roughly six inches long, and two inches wide, exposing the collar bone, the flesh was held back with two surgical clamps....

"Now I ask again... what are your numbers... answer truthfully... if I doubt what you are saying... then I shall continue..."

OOC: I'm pretty sure scalpels are too sharp to hurt when they cut. Good imagery, though. BTW, what can my squad expect in Icica?
IC
Leah's Interrogation
Leah looked at her collarbone in shock.
"I don't know, a couple thousand," she said. As the scalpel moved closer, she desperately tried to do the math. "There are four hundred thousand soldiers in Pythogria, and more are coming!" she screamed.

The report came to high command.

"Sir, the Hadhayosh has been deployed. We also have confirmation that the Behemoth and the Telcalipoca will be launched to strenghen ground support for our troops. The Leviathan, Cipactli, and Kraken are launching to protect our fleet and Pythogria's fleet. We also have a swarm of 50 BF-165 Xmulzencab coming to finish off the Kraven infantry."

"Good," said General Picardo. "Now how is CAMINC doing with project; Red Dragon?"

"They are still working on the advanced PIOS program for it. It shold be complete within two months."

"Good. We are going to need all the help we can get for this war."

OOC: I'm pretty sure scalpels are too sharp to hurt when they cut. Good imagery, though. BTW, what can my squad expect in Icica?
IC
Leah's Interrogation
Leah looked at her collarbone in shock.
"I don't know, a couple thousand," she said. As the scalpel moved closer, she desperately tried to do the math. "There are four hundred thousand soldiers in Pythogria, and more are coming!" she screamed.


(OOC: I wouldn't say the scalpel was made for a clean cut... and thanks, its what I pride myself on)

"Hmmmm... Really..." The officer spoke, thumbing through a Dossier...

"Our inital reports state that your detachment was hold up in a series of Caves, and that we have them trapped, anything else they do is simply peice meal, or guerilla tactics... Our Capitol Police will soon wipe them out..."

"Now tell me...where are these reinforcements coming from? and How many?"

the Officer pulled out from the breifcase a small chisel, a hammer and a bottle of what appeared to be heavily salted water... he layed them on the table so that Leah could quite easily see what they were....

OOC:My fleet has 3 Super-Dreadnaughts, although the maker of one of them (WSS Wake Island) refuses to call it an SD.

The Whyatican Navy, going so far against the somewhat deficient Lost Hills fleet with very few comparitive losses, was now being pursued by the the Pythogrian and Amazonian Beasts fleet. The fleet began to pull hard to starboard, and the Wake Island fired it's first missile salvo against the combined fleets chasing them. They were now headed directly at the Pythogrian and Amazonian Beasts fleet..

"Grand Admiral, we're aiming at these clowns head-on now!" the navigation officer said.

"Good, good, clear a corridor for us to advance, weaponry. Aim for the centre of their fleet with our heavy guns, and have the light guns take out the escorts around the outside. Submarines are to harass their submerged forces and take out surface ships whenever possible. Our air forces are to remain engaging the Lost Hills air fleet, although if the Monty Pythogrian," he said with a light chuckle, "Clowns launch air forces at us, we'll need to deal with those, too. We have word the Kraven fleet has arrived, and we need to link up with them whenever possible. The only way to do that is headfirst! Let's advance, sailors, to another great victory for Whyatica!"

The bridge cheered, and quickly got back to their business, and that business was death..

The twin Zealous class superdreadnaughts fired off salvos of 30" and 15" guns, and the Wake Island fired a massive missile salvo, although it was beginning to run it's missile supplies dry from the constant engagements. The escort ships fired anything from 5" guns to quadruple 20" guns, and unloaded smaller salvos of missiles. AWACS and EW planes began to focus on the Amazonian and Pythogrian fleets, looking for specific RADAR signals that they can jam.

Another day, another naval battle..

OOC:My fleet has 3 Super-Dreadnaughts, although the maker of one of them (WSS Wake Island) refuses to call it an SD.

The Whyatican Navy, going so far against the somewhat deficient Lost Hills fleet with very few comparitive losses, was now being pursued by the the Pythogrian and Amazonian Beasts fleet. The fleet began to pull hard to starboard, and the Wake Island fired it's first missile salvo against the combined fleets chasing them. They were now headed directly at the Pythogrian and Amazonian Beasts fleet..

"Grand Admiral, we're aiming at these clowns head-on now!" the navigation officer said.

"Good, good, clear a corridor for us to advance, weaponry. Aim for the centre of their fleet with our heavy guns, and have the light guns take out the escorts around the outside. Submarines are to harass their submerged forces and take out surface ships whenever possible. Our air forces are to remain engaging the Lost Hills air fleet, although if the Monty Pythogrian," he said with a light chuckle, "Clowns launch air forces at us, we'll need to deal with those, too. We have word the Kraven fleet has arrived, and we need to link up with them whenever possible. The only way to do that is headfirst! Let's advance, sailors, to another great victory for Whyatica!"

The bridge cheered, and quickly got back to their business, and that business was death..

The twin Zealous class superdreadnaughts fired off salvos of 30" and 15" guns, and the Wake Island fired a massive missile salvo, although it was beginning to run it's missile supplies dry from the constant engagements. The escort ships fired anything from 5" guns to quadruple 20" guns, and unloaded smaller salvos of missiles. AWACS and EW planes began to focus on the Amazonian and Pythogrian fleets, looking for specific RADAR signals that they can jam.

Another day, another naval battle..


"Argh!!!!"

One aircraft carrier and several other ships sank. They decided to fire off more salvos, and submarines fired off torps.

"For the good of Kabalt and the glory of the empire!"

"Argh!!!!"

One aircraft carrier and several other ships sank. They decided to fire off more salvos, and submarines fired off torps.

"For the good of Kabalt and the glory of the empire!"


OOC( is this in the northern sea or southern sea?)

(OOC: I wouldn't say the scalpel was made for a clean cut... and thanks, its what I pride myself on)

"Hmmmm... Really..." The officer spoke, thumbing through a Dossier...

"Our inital reports state that your detachment was hold up in a series of Caves, and that we have them trapped, anything else they do is simply peice meal, or guerilla tactics... Our Capitol Police will soon wipe them out..."

"Now tell me...where are these reinforcements coming from? and How many?"

the Officer pulled out from the breifcase a small chisel, a hammer and a bottle of what appeared to be heavily salted water... he layed them on the table so that Leah could quite easily see what they were....

"Oh, fuck me." She closed her eyes and imagined what a few simple words would mean for 3 million of her fellow patriots. "You'll have to do better than a chisel and saltwater." No matter what happens, just grit your teeth, don't betray your comrades...

"Uh-oh!" said Sion, aboard the Imperium. "Vector us away from the fleet, full drive, and get missile defenses up!"

SAMs flew in sheets from the escort frigates, the octuple launchers blazing in the engine trails as rockets steamed off towards the incoming missiles. The frontal echelon of ships desperately tried to avoid the shelling, to little avail, though determined to go down fighting, pumping off every SSM and gun volley they had left as they sank slowly, buying time for the quick ships of the main fleet to begin turning about, using their quick speed to get out of gun range of the enemy craft, but able to use their missiles, the prided weapon of the Dominion navy along with the torpedo.
The aircraft, finished re-arming, were back in the air, I-81s flying up, armed with powerful long-range AAMs, escorting the heavier attack fighters, outfited with ASMs and Rader-seeking missiles to fire down at the Whyatican fleet.
The lead interceptors reported Whyatican air contacts, mostly EW craft, ahead.

"Roger, interceptors on me, switch to AAMs, lock-and-fire."

Picking out targets, the I-81s bracketed the air contacts, letting loose a flurry of AAMs out towards the EW craft.

The Officer smirked... Just what he wanted to hear...

He picked up the Chisel and hammer, he moved over and placed the blade against the bone, with a few simple taps of the hammer, slivers of her living bone were sent cascading down her front, the pain must have been unbareable, then to wash it off, the Officer poured some of the heavily salted water onto the wound, causing her nerve endings to burn with pain....

"We have all the time in the world here Leah... I'll only go as far as you want me to... all you have to do is co operate..."

Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk... the mantra repeated itself over and over in her head.
Tears welled up in Leah's eyes. She was shaking from the pain coming from her collar. All she could do was shake her head and try to squirm away from the interrogator.

The Kraven fleet had arrived from the south, the Various Commanders on board the four Annihilator Class Super Dreadnaughts, began giving out commands to the various other smaller vessels, while the Gorgoroth Class Super Carriers began preping aircraft for sorties across Pythogria, namely to support the Ground forces of Kraven in the north and to launch a heavy bombing campaign against various other Pythogrian cities...

The Fleet moved towards the various enemy fleets present, the massive 25" Weapons of the Annihilator opened fire with a torrent of AS Shells, the tungsten steel penetrator designed to penetrate the armour of ships, while the explosive shell contained just behind the tip would explode inside the vessel, causing internal ammunition stores to explode...

The Cannons opened fire as Sirens on board wailed, the various other battle cruisers, Battleships and destroyers all opened fire, while at the same time dedicated missile vessels launched a torrent of Anti Shipping missiles at the Amazonian Beasts fleet, their idea was to send the fleet to the bottom of the ocean before they had a chance to counter strike....

But even so, the Kraven fleet still approached, their plan was to drive a wedge between the Amazonian Fleets, splitting their forces, and disrupting their lines of communication.

However, Troopers began to board Assault VTOLS, and various other Vehicles including Emperor Class's and Imperators, the super heavy and ultra heavy Battle Tanks of Kraven....

Kraven had just stepped this battle up a gear...

in Icica, the Kraven tanks were being thrown around by the MAV, but no actual damage was sustained, the various rolls shook the crew around and damaged radio communications, but one the vehicle had righted itself, was fully operational, they continued to hammer rounds into the weak joints, the 170mm AT Shells would make short work of whatever limbs where left...

Capitol Police reinforcements from the city were bringing with them, God Strike anti Tank missile launchers, Kraven never used or uses RPG's and any troopers that were using them, were probably procured from corpses, but regardless, the God Strike was a much more potent weapon, carrying a Tungsten penetrator Tip, designed to literally pin the missile to the tank, while the Shaped charge, forced the tip into the internals of the tank, but at the same time, the explosive charge would rip the armour apart, it was a specialist dedicated weapon...

Capitol Police however remained unaffected by the gas attack, their Backpacks contained a series of scrubbers that while some died from the effects, others were unharmed...

(OOC: new Ireland: The City is Heavily fortified, with CP Patrols and Machine gun nests all across the city, Roadblocks and other check points...)

With the hostile fleets now encircled by a joint Whyatican-Kraven fleet maneuver, the bear trap would now close. As the Amazonian Beasts' fleet floundered, the Whyatican Navy continued to press them with a relentless torrent of shells and missiles. The submarines, previously stealthed, fired off a torpedo wave at the capital ships of the Amazonian Beasts' fleet, and attempted to go back underneath before any response. The Pythogrian fleet was deemed "Not a Threat" by the joint Admirals of the fleet, and was to be ignored until the more viable threat, the Amazonian Beasts' fleet, was dealt with.

Air power, however, would prove to be a problem for the Whyaticans, as the EW craft turned their ECM suites on and attempted to move their massive bulk away from the missiles aiming for them. It was of no use, though, as the majority of the EW jets crashed into the seas. As a retaliation, the Whyatican fleet fired off it's surface-to-air missiles, attempting to attack the air fleet above them before any further damage could be done. To support the Whyatican navy, Twenty wings of Vanguard Virage aircraft were launched off of a Gorgoroth class supercarrier, armed with AtA missiles. They also brought their firepower to bear against the Amazonian Beasts air force..

Sea
The Amazonian fleet, outrunning the Whyaticans and leaving the Pythogrians to them, were now running smack into the Kraven flotilla. Sion was significantly more intelligent than his Frenzian predecessor, and didn't want to see another repeat slaughter. Manuevering his forces in bunches, the naval group threw out more chaff and SAMs, the small, fast missiles finding many targets among the torrent of SSMs inbound from the Kraven. The outlying destroyers were hit hard by the missiles, the first two destroyers slammed with over ten each, the explosions blooming off of ammo dumps in bright orange and red plumes of fire and death, other destroyers behind them meeting similar fates. The outer destroyers not hit by the missiles were finished by gun salvos.
The underwater subs, lying fairly dormant during the entire ordeal, now were put to use. Closing to higher levels, the underwater craft, strewn out in a line against the Kraven advance, launched hordes of SSMs at close range, sinking once again below the waves and locking on with their torpedos, fish streaming away from the projectile tubes of the stealthy craft as they moved quietly away from firing positions, taking new spots and unloading a second group of torpedoes at the advancing Kraven forces.
The battleships and cruisers of the Amazonian fleet came up to engage, heavy guns slamming out rounds and reloading, SSM missiles firing and loaded up again with new loads, SAM launchers and cannon searching the skies and waves for any incoming SSMs. The carriers, protected by rings of frigates and cruisers, and the dreadnought line behind the engaging battleships, continued accepting and launching aircraft, now directing the planes to strike from high on the Kraven advance, ASMs hot.

Icica
The battle tanks of the Dominion, now close enough to fire under the continuing blasts of the artillery that had already pounded out its first fire against the Kraven ground forces, targeted their turrets, 160mm barrels of the Pursuer tanks swinging around, aiming for enemy armor. Thundering across the field behind the already-entrenched allied lines, the Pursuers, still not taken aware of by the Kraven field armies, pulsed in an opening wave of heavy explosive rounds, the artillery shells singing in afterwards.

OOC How can a tank right itself if it is uspide down?

OOC: The tank won't rest on its turret, as the turret is smaller than the hull, it is more likely to roll back onto its tracks, due to the height of the tracks, and its side sponsons, preventing it from staying on its side, Throwing my tanks around like toys is a little GMish, but I haven't ignored you on principle that with some work you can become a very good Rp'er, you've just got to alter some of your methods :)

Sea

Icica
The battle tanks of the Dominion, now close enough to fire under the continuing blasts of the artillery that had already pounded out its first fire against the Kraven ground forces, targeted their turrets, 160mm barrels of the Pursuer tanks swinging around, aiming for enemy armor. Thundering across the field behind the already-entrenched allied lines, the Pursuers, still not taken aware of by the Kraven field armies, pulsed in an opening wave of heavy explosive rounds, the artillery shells singing in afterwards.


(OOC: sorry i keep unintentionally ignoring your ground forces, due to pure forgetfullness)


The Amazonian Forces were bolstering the Lost Hills units, and now Kraven had found itself on the Back Foot, two more Leman Russ's had been taken out and it was now decided that to fight a Tactical withdrawal back to the city was the only option, The Leman Russ's began to reverse back towards the city, always presenting the frontal armour to the units, and using the Battle Cannon and Assault cannons to lay down supressive fire...

The Centurians were slightly disheartened by the tactical withdrawal, but through the Comms they began to give Praise to the Kraven tanks that supported their advance so far, and decided that in the Counter Assault, they would make sure the enemy would pay for every part of the ground they had advanced towards Icica...

Sea
The rear forces were caught surprised by the quick Whyatican advance past the Pythogrians. The fleet commanders now had to ask themselves, Where in God was that vaunted "invincible" Spit Break navy now? With the first Whyatican attack, several cruisers were hit in their side, blossoming explosions emitted as crewmembers jumped off. The air forces, now meeting competition, swung off as SAMs downed several squadrons of interceptors, attack fighters re-routed to combat the Whyaticans as well as the Kraven line. Half of the subs diverted attention from the Kraven lines, swinging about and actively pinging for Whyatican subs, those found locked on and torpedos on.
The core dreadnoughts near the midsection of the fleet, targeting a single spot near the boundry where the Kraven and Whyatican fleets met, drove home all their firepower on just a few ships, now steaming forward as fast as their engines could go, most of the fleet drawing off with them, gun batteries swiveling and firing at opposers and SSM and SAM missile launchers volleying missiles as fast as possible. The carriers, still surrounded by the Amazonian warships, loaded up SAMs as well, targeting what aircraft they could and firing. The focus of the Amazonians now was to break out until help could arrive.

Rescue Mission
Murphy's Rangers, as they had taken to calling themselves, had spent the last hour checking equipment and loading up magazines. Now they were ready to enter the city.
"Stick right, make sure the alleys are clear, keep your eyes peeled." Murphy told the point man. He nodded and set off. Once he got fifteen feet ahead of the squad, they followed him.
They marched down the Icica street, waiting for the inevitable attack.

The women stood at the assualt ship, rifle in hand. The leader, Damitria, stood in front of the legendary platoon.

"Women, we are going into the frontlines of Operation: Ilamatecuhtli. You know that ahead of us we will be facing an enemy like no other. But it is time that we make our stand here against the evil and tyranny of Kraven. We are the Daughters of the Cihuateteo, the daughters of the very Aztec furies themselves, striking fear into our enemies and killing with our vengence and might. Come my sisters, let us defend our bretheren and fight the Kraven menace!!"

The women cheered and scream battle cries as they invaded the Icican coast.


The MAV continued to receive heavy damage from tank shells. Jackson changed his tactic from swiping them to merely smashing them with the arms. Missles impacted the tanks as well, but he would run out of them shortly. The HCl seemed to have little effect on the infantry.

"At this rate, this thing is going down in a matter of minutes," yelled Jackson as another leg was crippled from the tank shells. The missles were almost out and soon, he could only rely on the remaining limbs of the Quetzalcoatl. He was running out of options. This was the time to act now.

The infantry took out a launcher for their HEAT (High explosive Anti Tank) rounds. The sergeant saw that there were only 5 left.

"We had better make these count," he said. They loaded it in and aimed for one of the tanks pummelling the MAV.

"Fire!!"

* * *

The Hadhayosh landed on the coast and awoke.

* * *

The swarm of BF-165 Xmulzencabs were readying themselves for launch, but they couldn't until the infantry was out or at least safe from bombing. They had to wait.

---A Second Fleet---

Another Pythogrian fleet cane from behind the Whyatican one, blasting broadsides at the Whyaticans. Missiles, shells, and torpedoes flew.

"Keep firing, just keep firing!"

Rescue Mission
Murphy's Rangers, as they had taken to calling themselves, had spent the last hour checking equipment and loading up magazines. Now they were ready to enter the city.
"Stick right, make sure the alleys are clear, keep your eyes peeled." Murphy told the point man. He nodded and set off. Once he got fifteen feet ahead of the squad, they followed him.
They marched down the Icica street, waiting for the inevitable attack.


Three Capitol Police marched along the street pavements, others were guarding, watching for enemy incursions, while Kreigsmarines, the Kraven Regular infantry and the foot troops of the Secret police stood in groups, huddled around fires, smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee...

Kraven banners flew from almost all of the buildings, and Centurians stood watching the proceedings, their assault Rifles held ready, In the centre of the city was the entrance into the Facility, it was heavily guarded by machine gun posts, and Infantry, while the building that Leah was held in was the Governmental building a few hundered yards up the street...

Icica
The Amazonian forces took up the old Kraven positions, the Pursuer tanks mounted at the front, main cannons pulsing away at the falling Kraven lines. The advance held up, though, allowing the infantry and artillery to catch up, but it was decided that urban warfare would be much to costly to the attackers. Instead, it would simply be easier to wipe the whole city off the map. Those inside Icica would be punished for allowing the Kraven forces to run them over so fast, at the same time. The Pythogrians may not like it, but war is war, and this war needed victory soon.
The artillery took up covered positions, though targeting tall, easily-toppable structures in the city, while the armor simply kept its current position, facing the Kraven lines backpeddaling towards the city. Once they got there, the Amazonian artillery would have a little surprise in store.

The Hadhayosh began its hunt for Kraven units. The monstrosity rolled slowly towards the battle field as the Daughters of the Cihuateteo stayed near it to protect the giant. They weren't going to have any more mistakes this time.

"This is the Hadhayosh, reporting heavy tank fire upon the Quetzalcoatl. We are coming there immediately for protection."

* * *

The HEAT round struck the hide of the the Kraven tank.

"Thats one down, but we don't have enough to take the rest down," said the private. "That thing is going down hard."

* * *

Jackson began placing Thermite charges on the computers of the Quetzalcoatl to prevent the PIOS technology from getting in the hands of Kraven. If this baby is going down, they arent gonna take it, he said to himself. The MAV was barely defending itself now that the missles were almost depleted. Many of the tanks had been destroyed, but they kept coming, like an unstoppable force of machinery.

Three Capitol Police marched along the street pavements, others were guarding, watching for enemy incursions, while Kreigsmarines, the Kraven Regular infantry and the foot troops of the Secret police stood in groups, huddled around fires, smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee...

Kraven banners flew from almost all of the buildings, and Centurians stood watching the proceedings, their assault Rifles held ready, In the centre of the city was the entrance into the Facility, it was heavily guarded by machine gun posts, and Infantry, while the building that Leah was held in was the Governmental building a few hundered yards up the street...

Rescue Mission
"Jesus..." The squad crouched in an alleyway. They had covered themselves with as much permafrost as they could too hide from the Kraven patrol that marched past. Once the soldiers were gone, the squad moved further down the alley and broke open a door. From there, they moved quietly through the abandoned building, and Murphy got on the roof with a pair of binoculars.
"Government building," he muttered. He spotted the structure, Kraven banners fluttering in the wind.
"Sir?" one of the soldiers asked.
"Government building. The higher-ups are probably in there. If we can sneak inside, we can interrogate a Kraven officer into revealing the whereabouts of Private Walsh."
The squad huddled in the basement of the building, to make a plan for the raid.

The ZAFT fleet turned its course to help the Dominion Fleet as a first wave of air craft launched at the Whyatica fleet

Pilot: this is Bravo two we got target in sight torpedos away!

Pilot2: this is Alpha three targets locket Anti sub missiles away!

a large numbder of torpedos (about 267) and anti sub missiles (about 226) went at the Whyatica fleet as they planes broke off the ZAFT fleet was hoping there not to late

Icica

the ZAFT troops that landed earlier made it to dominion lines to help there allie

Yzak: who's in charge here?

OOC:life support

On the radar systems of anyone south of Pythogria, a massive number of blips appear, slowly moving towards Pythogria.

Any further examination of the composition of the airship fleet inbound would require recon, as with Father having disrupted the enemy's satellite networks, all anyone would be able to see would be lots of big blips on radar...

OOC Note: Father has only disrupted one nation's satellite network. The rest of us still have our own.

On the radar systems of anyone south of Pythogria, a massive number of blips appear, slowly moving towards Pythogria.

Any further examination of the composition of the airship fleet inbound would require recon, as with Father having disrupted the enemy's satellite networks, all anyone would be able to see would be lots of big blips on radar...

As Pythogria's sattelite network was unaffected, it saw the ships.

"Close the area. I want the 3rd fleet and 4th fleet to block them. Get our allies to help!"

To: Our Allies

From: Pythogria

Re: Axis Novan Fleet

Text:

An Axis Novan fleet is heading towards Mesiop Island! Help us! We are not sure our fleets can deal with this threat.

General Dawson sent a reply.

If you can hold them off for at least six more hours, we will have some more support. Just hang on.

Sion, aboard the Imperium, watching his fleet engage in a do-or-die struggle, and hoping that Spit Break's navy arrived on time, only laughed at the Pythogrian request to try and stop the Axis Novan armada. He was clearly unable to provide a scrap of help, pinned down by the weight of two opposing battlefleets, the Pythogrian fleet not even assisting in their rescue much.

Pythagoria's satellite network sees multiple destroyers and carriers (10+ of each), along with dozens of frigates and corvettes, as well as assorted transports and a few other unidentified vessels that don't match the warbooks. The carriers are also keeping their Peregrine complements on constant CAP around the fleet to prevent any unpleasent suprises, though it's not possible to tell how many from out of visual range due to their stealth capabilities and small size.

One thing that is possible to see, however: all the airships have their optional reactive armor equipped, giving them improved resilience to all sorts of attacks.

Sion, aboard the Imperium, watching his fleet engage in a do-or-die struggle, and hoping that Spit Break's navy arrived on time, only laughed at the Pythogrian request to try and stop the Axis Novan armada. He was clearly unable to provide a scrap of help, pinned down by the weight of two opposing battlefleets, the Pythogrian fleet not even assisting in their rescue much.

OOC: Hey, I am attacking Whyatica. Ican't exactly save you until I open a hole in the fleet.

"Grand Admiral, there is a...very small...Pythogrian force behind us. Orders?"

"Trash them, all aft turrets and an ASW missile wave, we can swat them pretty easily."

"Aye!"

Across the fleet, all the aft turrets swung around to face the new, yet relatively minor, threat of the Pythogrian fleet. The new nickname for Pythogria's Navy, the "Monty Pythogria's Flying Circus", had spread across the fleet as an amusing name for a horrifyingly bad opponent. A massive swarm of naval shells targetted the ships behind them, supported by a minor 500mm torpedo wave. Two wings of Vanguard Virage aircraft diverted from the main wave fighting the encircled fleet, loaded with "Ground Reaver" AtS missiles, targetting all of the escort cruisers with two missiles. Rear torpedo tubes across the navy flooded and fired five hundred millimeter torpedos at the 48 Pythogrian submarines behind them. The laziness of the Whyatican fleet in dealing with the Pythogrians shows how little respect they're given.

The Pythogrian assault was almost laughable, missiles and small-yield shells being shot down by the bucketload by CIWS, but the laughing stopped when a Hannibal class destroyer was ripped open by a lucky missile impact. The torpedos were shredded by the ASHuM systems, and a light cruiser took a torpedo impact and began to list, it's crew abandoning ship, some using their dead comrades' bodies as floatation devices.

On the Amazonian Beasts navy, the joint Whyatican-Kraven navy would not make it easy for the Amazonian fleet to break out of the encirclement. Submarines moved to head off their breakout attempt with torpedos directly in their path, as the anti-submarine assault on the Whyatican subs impacted, destroying 4 Cartegenas and 2 Torments. A return salvo from the Whyatican Navy consisted of sixty missile-launched torpedos, thirty-five 500mm torpedos, and twenty-five 1000mm torpedos. The remaining Axim air superiority fighters, floundering throughout the skies, as they were horribly outnumbered against the Lost Hills fleet and were the first responding to the Amazonian Beasts, took the brunt of the SAM assault. Four Axim warplanes survived to land on their carriers.

The Zealous class superdreadnaughts fired the last of their 30" shells and immediately switched to their secondary armaments, 15" railguns. The Wake Island fired another 635mm salvo, and the last of it's anti-ship missiles. The Whyatican Navy had to be resupplied soon. The escort ships, though, still had plenty of ammo, and continued to pour massive amounts of fire at the encircled hostile navies..

"Grand Admiral, there is a...very small...Pythogrian force behind us. Orders?"

"Trash them, all aft turrets and an ASW missile wave, we can swat them pretty easily."

"Aye!"

Across the fleet, all the aft turrets swung around to face the new, yet relatively minor, threat of the Pythogrian fleet. The new nickname for Pythogria's Navy, the "Monty Pythogria's Flying Circus", had spread across the fleet as an amusing name for a horrifyingly bad opponent. A massive swarm of naval shells targetted the ships behind them, supported by a minor 500mm torpedo wave. Two wings of Vanguard Virage aircraft diverted from the main wave fighting the encircled fleet, loaded with "Ground Reaver" AtS missiles, targetting all of the escort cruisers with two missiles. Rear torpedo tubes across the navy flooded and fired five hundred millimeter torpedos at the 48 Pythogrian submarines behind them. The laziness of the Whyatican fleet in dealing with the Pythogrians shows how little respect they're given.

On the Amazonian Beasts navy, the joint Whyatican-Kraven navy would not make it easy for the Amazonian fleet to break out of the encirclement. Submarines moved to head off their breakout attempt with torpedos directly in their path, as the anti-submarine assault on the Whyatican subs impacted, destroying 4 Cartegenas and 2 Torments. A return salvo from the Whyatican Navy consisted of sixty missile-launched torpedos, thirty-five 500mm torpedos, and twenty-five 1000mm torpedos. The remaining Axim air superiority fighters, floundering throughout the skies, as they were horribly outnumbered against the Lost Hills fleet and were the first responding to the Amazonian Beasts, took the brunt of the SAM assault. Four Axim warplanes survived to land on their carriers.

The Zealous class superdreadnaughts fired the last of their 30" shells and immediately switched to their secondary armaments, 15" railguns. The Wake Island fired another 635mm salvo, and the last of it's anti-ship missiles. The Whyatican Navy had to be resupplied soon. The escort ships, though, still had plenty of ammo, and continued to pour massive amounts of fire at the encircled hostile navies..


OOC: My fleet attacked you. One big salvo.

Detecting unidentified ships ahead at long range, the fleet alters it's course to pass about 50 miles to port of them.

Detecting unidentified ships ahead at long range, the fleet alters it's course to pass about 50 miles to port of them.

"Airships? What the heck?"

"Yes, sir. Airships. We're facing airships."

"Follow them. They are NOT to get past us. Fire off our Majars, once we're in range. Retreat if we're taking heavy losses."

The ships sped at maximum speed towards the fleet of airships from behind.

Then the Majars fired, and thousands of small, red streaks filled the air. They raced towards the enemy ships, impacting the enemy. And...

It did nothing.

"Grand Admiral, there is a...very small...Pythogrian force behind us. Orders?"

"Trash them, all aft turrets and an ASW missile wave, we can swat them pretty easily."

"Aye!"

Across the fleet, all the aft turrets swung around to face the new, yet relatively minor, threat of the Pythogrian fleet. The new nickname for Pythogria's Navy, the "Monty Pythogria's Flying Circus", had spread across the fleet as an amusing name for a horrifyingly bad opponent. A massive swarm of naval shells targetted the ships behind them, supported by a minor 500mm torpedo wave. Two wings of Vanguard Virage aircraft diverted from the main wave fighting the encircled fleet, loaded with "Ground Reaver" AtS missiles, targetting all of the escort cruisers with two missiles. Rear torpedo tubes across the navy flooded and fired five hundred millimeter torpedos at the 48 Pythogrian submarines behind them. The laziness of the Whyatican fleet in dealing with the Pythogrians shows how little respect they're given.

The Pythogrian assault was almost laughable, missiles and small-yield shells being shot down by the bucketload by CIWS, but the laughing stopped when a Hannibal class destroyer was ripped open by a lucky missile impact. The torpedos were shredded by the ASHuM systems, and a light cruiser took a torpedo impact and began to list, it's crew abandoning ship, some using their dead comrades' bodies as floatation devices.

On the Amazonian Beasts navy, the joint Whyatican-Kraven navy would not make it easy for the Amazonian fleet to break out of the encirclement. Submarines moved to head off their breakout attempt with torpedos directly in their path, as the anti-submarine assault on the Whyatican subs impacted, destroying 4 Cartegenas and 2 Torments. A return salvo from the Whyatican Navy consisted of sixty missile-launched torpedos, thirty-five 500mm torpedos, and twenty-five 1000mm torpedos. The remaining Axim air superiority fighters, floundering throughout the skies, as they were horribly outnumbered against the Lost Hills fleet and were the first responding to the Amazonian Beasts, took the brunt of the SAM assault. Four Axim warplanes survived to land on their carriers.

The Zealous class superdreadnaughts fired the last of their 30" shells and immediately switched to their secondary armaments, 15" railguns. The Wake Island fired another 635mm salvo, and the last of it's anti-ship missiles. The Whyatican Navy had to be resupplied soon. The escort ships, though, still had plenty of ammo, and continued to pour massive amounts of fire at the encircled hostile navies..

OOC: if you read the top of this page my air craft attacked you

IC

The ZAFT fleet came around to spot the naval battle going on the Fleets guns opened fire on the Whyatica Fleet while over 254 Hunter killers fired from all there torpedo tubes the rest of the air craft launched and began a attack fireing torpedos, anti-sub missiles and anti ship missiles

"Airships? What the heck?"

"Yes, sir. Airships. We're facing airships."

"Follow them. They are NOT to get past us. Fire off our Majars, once we're in range. Retreat if we're taking heavy losses."

The ships sped at maximum speed towards the fleet of airships from behind.

Then the Majars fired, and thousands of small, red streaks filled the air. They raced towards the enemy ships, impacting the enemy. And...

It did nothing.

The CIWS guns of the fleet pop out of their hatches and align, as do the Agni FELs, sweeping numerous amounts of the enemy missiles out of the sky. Still more are eliminated via ECM and other assorted countermeasures, but a lot survive to impact on the hulls of some of the vessels.

Aside from cooking off some of the reactive armor tiles, however, there is no obvious effect.

In response, the VLS cells on numerous airships snap open, and a gigantic salvo of ASROCs ripple-fires, several hundred arcing up into the sky and heading downrange at the Pythogrian fleet.

While ASROCs are usually thought of being used as antisubmarine weapons, the torpedoes they carry work equally well against surface ships. Even if they downed large portions of the incoming attack, the Pythogrian fleet would have to deal with hundreds of torpedoes in the water, providing a deadly barrier to their passage.

The CIWS guns of the fleet pop out of their hatches and align, as do the Agni FELs, sweeping numerous amounts of the enemy missiles out of the sky. Still more are eliminated via ECM and other assorted countermeasures, but a lot survive to impact on the hulls of some of the vessels.

Aside from cooking off some of the reactive armor tiles, however, there is no obvious effect.

In response, the VLS cells on numerous airships snap open, and a gigantic salvo of ASROCs ripple-fires, several hundred arcing up into the sky and heading downrange at the Pythogrian fleet.

While ASROCs are usually thought of being used as antisubmarine weapons, the torpedoes they carry work equally well against surface ships. Even if they downed large portions of the incoming attack, the Pythogrian fleet would have to deal with hundreds of torpedoes in the water, providing a deadly barrier to their passage.

"USE THE CIWS!!!"

Thousands of CIWS defeated most of the oncoming missiles, but some torpedoes and missiles did get through, spelling doom for an aircraft carrier and many cruisers.

"Retreat! Tell the mainland our missiles did nothing!"

Continuing to head towards the coast, the fleet's carriers dispatch several recon flights of Lark UAVs ahead, along with some Peregrine and Falcon UAVs as well, to provide an escort force and a strike force for anything of interest the Larks find. Engaging their radar countermeasures, the UAVs all flit off into the distance... the escort and strike force staying back until the Larks can find a decent target. Things specifically looked for are troop and ship concentrations, industrial facilities, and harbors.

At the same time, the fleet uses it's satellite uplink to tap into the satellites remotely compromised by Father and give themselves a "bird's-eye" view of the entire area.

The fleet's course is more defined now on radar, and anyone watching can tell that it's headed for the large inland sea with Meslop at it's entrance and Gria in the center... though it's not obvious whether the fleet is headed to attack one of those areas itself, or whether it's just headed generally inland.

Continuing to head towards the coast, the fleet's carriers dispatch several recon flights of Lark UAVs ahead, along with some Peregrine and Falcon UAVs as well, to provide an escort force and a strike force for anything of interest the Larks find. Engaging their radar countermeasures, the UAVs all flit off into the distance... the escort and strike force staying back until the Larks can find a decent target. Things specifically looked for are troop and ship concentrations, industrial facilities, and harbors.

At the same time, the fleet uses it's satellite uplink to tap into the satellites remotely compromised by Father and give themselves a "bird's-eye" view of the entire area.

---Krumbar Bunker---

"It appears there's LAVs off the coast."

"Who's are they?"

"Axis Novan."

"Shoot them down."

"Yes sir."

Majar missiles flew from VLS tubes and towards enemy LAVs.

***Secret IC, Repeating over Allied Channels***

Field Hospital Zeta is Fully operational.

We are ready to accept casualties

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Field Hospital Zeta is Fully operational.

We are ready to accept casualties

===================

***End Secret IC***

OOC: I'm being ignored kinda, so I'm welcoming any attention

As Lt. Slokum dealed with the threats in the forest, A part of the Holy Paradisian fleet moved toward Mesiop Island to take down an Axis Novian fleet.

Lt. Slokum patiently waited for a response. It had been 2 hours when he finally said, "What the hell are we doing this for?" He fired a few bullets into the bushes. No scream came out.

"Guess there was no one there. Let's keep moving boys." Slokum replied.

After looking at the reports about the Axis Novian fleet, the naval fleet fired about 25 missiles into the area where they believed the enemy was.

The Dominion submarines were now close in on the Whyatican subs and engaging, the missile-launched torps and the rest having hit and knocked down ten subs and critically wounded two others, attempting to limp off. The Dominion surface vessels, still taking a heavy beating, were struggling to keep driving more and more weaponry into a single location, losing several cruisers to return fire from the Kraven-Whyatican forces. Aircraft were being shot down more and more, though the planes were doing a good job, they would seriously need help. However, with the arrival of the Spit Break navy on the other side of the Whyatican fleet, things finally started looking up.

The phone in the command center rang.

"Dawson."
"This is the Majestic, sir. Awaiting your orders."
"How far out are you?"
"Roughly five-hundred miles, sir."
"Wait for my order. Then prepare a bombardment of the enemy fleets."
"Yes, sir."

He hung up the phone, and switched over to speaker so the others in the command center could hear.

Since all electronic equipment was compromised, Nakanaori prepared to use old 1950s equipment against the Whyatican fleet. A force of 500 propellor- (spelling???) driven planes flew at the enemy fleet. Nakanaorian technology allowed for electric motors that ran on regenerating batteries, so these planes were retrofitted with the technology.

The sole objective of this mission was to disrupt enemy communications and radar by destroying radar domes, satellite dishes, and inhibiting visuals. Most of the pilots knew that the chances of coming back alive were slim, but they knew that in order to give Pythogria the edge, the Whyatican "eye" would have to be blinded.

The planes hummed closer to the warring fleets.

OOC: sorry for the funky english, but i'm really sleepy right now.

Due to a momentary glitch in it's PFR, a single Lark UAV is hit and tumbles from the sky. However, this action provokes retribution, as several UAVs peel off from the loitering strike group and head for the bunker, flashing by it in a high-speed pass as the ground strike units fire their 40mm linear gatling guns and release a torrent of flame onto the bunker complex with their two Metal Storm guns loaded with white phosphorus shells.

As the missiles from the HP fleet are poorly aimed and come nowhere near the Axis Nova air fleet, they do not even pass close enough to be engaged.

Meanwhile, the fleet continues on it's course, still headed into the bay. It alters it's course slightly to pass to the west of Meslop, obviously headed further into the inland sea.

Due to a momentary glitch in it's PFR, a single Lark UAV is hit and tumbles from the sky. However, this action provokes retribution, as several UAVs peel off from the loitering strike group and head for the bunker, flashing by it in a high-speed pass as the ground strike units fire their 40mm linear gatling guns and release a torrent of flame onto the bunker complex with their two Metal Storm guns loaded with white phosphorus shells.

As the missiles from the HP fleet are poorly aimed and come nowhere near the Axis Nova air fleet, they do not even pass close enough to be engaged.

Meanwhile, the fleet continues on it's course, still headed into the bay. It alters it's course slightly to pass to the west of Meslop, obviously headed further into the inland sea.

Given the fact that the bunker is reinforced concrete, this action doesn't do much except provoke clase range Majar strikes.

Given the fact that the bunker is reinforced concrete, this action doesn't do much except provoke clase range Majar strikes.

A few UAVs are hit while pulling away again, and with it obvious that UAV strikes won't be enough, they mark the location and pull back.

Since something more suitable for cracking a heavy shell is called for, one of the airships in the Axis Nova air fleet launches a Mjollnir antifortress missile. The Mjollnir flies up almost into orbit, then boosts straight down, directly for the bunker complex, at ridiculous speeds. When it impacts, it will penetrate, then explode it's onboard payload of incendiary gel, setting the very air within the complex aflame...

A few UAVs are hit while pulling away again, and with it obvious that UAV strikes won't be enough, they mark the location and pull back.

Since something more suitable for cracking a heavy shell is called for, one of the airships in the Axis Nova air fleet launches a Mjollnir antifortress missile. The Mjollnir flies up almost into orbit, then boosts straight down, directly for the bunker complex, at ridiculous speeds. When it impacts, it will penetrate, then explode it's onboard payload of incendiary gel, setting the very air within the complex aflame...

The Majars expend the last of thier clip at the shell. I nthe end, one of the Majars is hit, the thing is burnt to heck, the roof is cushed in ,and all but three of the 20-man crew are dead.

With the satellite mapping scan complete, the Axis Nova fleet has managed to pinpoint most of the Pythogrian coastal facilities in their southern regions.

Multiple salvoes of Mjollnirs launch from the fleet, and 68cm linear gun shots from the cannons mounted on Peacekeeper Heaven, Axis Nova's L1 space station, rain down all across the southern coast of Pythogria, aimed at bunkers, harbours, strongpoints, defensive positions, radar sites, power plants, missile fields, and airstrips, but especially concentrating on the islands that have Meslop and Gria upon them.

While the Mjollnirs are destructive enough on their own, the 68cm slugs, each the size of a city bus, and with their own immense launching velocity aided by the Earth's gravity as they enter the atmosphere, will smash down upon their unfortunate targets like the wrath of God himself.

"Grand Admiral, we've detected," the comm officer said with a little bit of a snort, "an enemy airplane fleet...it's five hundred F-86 Sabres"

"What?" said Grand Admiral Salazar, a little surprised by that news.

"As I said, five hundred 1950 F-86 Sabres."

"Ha! Take them out. Do I really need to say anything else on that subject?"

"Heh..No, Sir."

The fleet's StA launchers lazily turned around to meet this new 'threat' which was still laughably far away, and unloaded two StA missiles per enemy fighter. They were still far enough away that they couldn't do any damage to the Whyatican fleet, and if they got any closer, warplanes would be reassigned to them.

The Amazonian Beasts fleet was given top priority, as it was in horrible shape now, with the Kraven and Whyatican noose ever tightening. Whyatican missiles and Kraven torpedos and shells continued to flood at the hostile fleets, with very scattered losses across both fleets. A Mayhem class on the Kraven side occasionally and a Hannibal class or a Morsky-Orol on the Whyatican side every now and then. The advance never stopped, as Kraven and Whyatican submarines moved to put a choke on the noose with a swarm of torpedos at the Amazonian Beasts' flagship.

The Spit Break fleet, considered generally by the Whyatican and Kraven joint commands to be a nuisance, would be swatted once more. Their torpedo strike ran into the never-stopping hail of ASHuM guns, ripping the torpedo strike up with relative ease. Four torpedos made it past the carnage, and they impacted the front tiers, destroying two "Hannibal" class destroyers and 1 "Morsky-Orol" class cruiser. A retaliation wave of missiles from Wake Island completely depleted her missile stocks, and a cargo helicopter launched, dodging enemy gunfire with a case of missiles. They dropped it on the VTOL/helipad, and were hit by an enemy missile and crashed in the water.

"Echo Leader, we've got heavy AA fire coming from those cruisers!"
"Alright, here's what we'll do: stay on course and begin plowing with front machine guns. Hopefully we can destroy most of this missiles before they reach us!"
"Everyone fire now!"

All 500 of the Sabres opened fire as the StA missiles closed in. The missiles began exploding on the .50 caliber rounds that powdered the sky. "It's working!" Echo Leader looked over at the left flank where the concentration of fighters was thin.

"This is Golf leader! We've got too many birds in the sky! Repeat, too many -"
"Fuck!" Echo Leader shouted as the entire left flank of the assault group was decimated by the StA missiles. The Whyatican fleet loomed ahead, obviously giving the Nakanaorian planes no attention as they posed little threat.

"Ok boys, prepare to engage enemy fleets."
"Evasive manuevers."
"Operation: Shooting Blind Commence!"
"Sir! we don't have enough planes to disable all the ships!"
"How many do we have?"
"After Golf squadron was wiped out, we only have 350 planes!"
"There are 700 Whyatican ships out there. if each plane can hit two ships, it'll work."
"The chances of that working are very slim."
"We'll have to settle on disabling the command ships and cruisers first! Let our allies deal with the smaller ships!"
"Roger that."
"Remember: Soldier's Creed"
"Yes, sir."

The squadron streaked towards their target dropping smoke bombs and flash bangs, hoping to blind enemy sailors.

"Prepare to engage first Communications tower!"

The sabres dropped the bombs hoping to knock out one of the towers. Everywhere else, bombers proceeded to attack bridges and radio towers.

"All units, prepare for flash attacks and 'black veil'"
"Roger."
The whole theater brightened from 350 flash bangs dropped onto decks and into the ocean from the fighters. Soon afterwards, the sea fumed with black smoke from smoke grenades. Visibilty was 0 feet on the ground but everything except the towers which stood above the smoke were shrouded in darkness.
"Attack the towers!" The bombers dropped their payload and began strafing the smoke.

"Kraven fleet is in range as of... now."
"Bloody hell... look at all those dreadnaughts!"
"Quiet, Lieutenant. All right, this is it. All ships, fire at will, I repeat, fire at will. Guns, bring all forward batteries to bear on the nearest Annihilator dreadnaught. Launch all fighters."

The small Hamilayan battle group opened fire with cannon and missiles, all concentrated on one Annihilator dreadnaught. MiGs started launching from the carrier and firing missiles into the Kraven fleet.

OOC:Sorry about my absense the last four days but 25 pages is a lot to rerad, so could somebody please give me a summary of whats happend so far? Thanks.

1/592, New Lost Hills lines

With the support of the Amazonian Beasts and the new Marines from the fleet, the combined forces were able to push the Kravens some distance back. It was amazing for the troopers of the 20th, even though they had lost over a third of their number. Half of the divisions assault guns were also destroyed, reduced to burning hulks by the big 170mm shells.

The infantry moved up to occupy the positions left by the Capitol Police. MV-24 Peregrines raced overhead, firing 30mm guns at any Kravens unlucky enough to be in range.

The army, designated II Corps, set up a base camp roughly 20km from the lines. The troops offloading on the shore would be picked up by Pythogrian carryalls and ferried there. Engineering units were already using massive earthmovers and carving out airfields and storage depots. Three squadrons of Peregrines were based there already, proving additional CAS for the troopers.

Carryalls started offloading tanks at the lines. The T-7 Gilgamesh Heavy Tank, designed by a consortium of arms dealers, with its 155mm ETC gun, would be leading the charge against the Lemon Russ'. The Lost Hills-designed T-5 Lightning Main Battle Tank would back them up with their 140mm ETC guns. A-1 Pac-Rat APCs would carry infantrymen to battle, and destroy anything in their way with their heavy anti-personnel and vehicle cannons.

Now, 137,474 men of various divisions stood their ground along the lines, ready to repel any Kraven counter-attack that may occur.

Task Force Alpha

The fleet was a hulk of what it used to be. Although most of the capital ships were able to stand their ground, as well as the Paramount ADVs, the fleet escorts and missile boats were knocked out. The heavy guns of the dreadnoughts, battleships, and galleons opened up, however, against the new dreadnoughts of Kraven. 27" AS shells flew out of breeches and sailed directly into Kraven ships.

"We need to break this encirclement!"

"Fire off what missiles we have left!!"

The last 15,000 missiles of the fleet were launched from VLS cells all over in waves of 1,000 missiles spaced roughly 5km apart. The Roundels were configured for pop-up attack. They would skim and then pop-up at miraculous speed to impact on the decks on the enemy vessels. This would make them extremely difficult to eliminate.

OOC:Pythogria, Is there a city close to the front were my MASH and Air units can safely land?

Imperial Square, Granton, Findan

It was decided Findan would go to war against The Kraven Corporation. Parliament had voted for it. It was amazing Ther conservative Imperialist Party had joined the Centirsts in voting for the war even the Liberals had supported the war only the Findan Firsters had voted aginst and even a few of them had joined in being pro-war.
Now it was time for Emperor Samuel III to adress his people to tell them the result of Parliament's vote.

His speech was on every television channel, every radio station, was streaming live on the internet and was being posted oin every webpage and neawspaper.

"My friends, my fellow citizens, I come to you today with a heaqvy heart. We have declared war on the Kraven Corporation. I regreat this was necassary but they attacked Pythorgria without provocation and we all know that Kraven is a threat to freedom worldwide. This threat has gone on too long and must stop if we are to remian free! This war will not be easy, infact it will be far from it, but we must pervail, for the world depends on it! It will a fight to the death for Kraven takes no prisoners. It may take yeras and lots of brave Findanian lives but we will prevail! We will emerge victorious! Now let us all have a moment of prayer. A prayer for victory, 'Oh Goddess Mother of All please grant us victory so your children may live free. Please help the souls who have already fallen and will fall. Thank you. May you Bless us All'. Thank you my fellow citizens, goodnight and good luck."

The Emperor walked off the podium and into the Palace as thousands and millions cheered nationwide. Findan was ready for this grapple.

"Findan!, Findan!, Findan!" the crowds cheered.


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Here's my deployments. My fisrt wave the airborune tropos and MASH units will be arriving shortly.

1st Infantry Div.

8th Infantry Div.

3rd Infantry Div.

9th Marine Airborne Div.

16th Airborne Div.

4th Amour Div.

6th Amour Div.

7th Tank Destroyer Brig.

8th Artillery Div.

11th Artillery Div.

17th MASH

34th MASH

12th Engineers Div.

15th Quartermasters Div.

23rd Quartermasters Div.

134th Ordinance Battalion

5th Imperial Guards Regiment

3rd Special Forces Group

7th Marine Div.

9th Marine Armor Div.

11th Air Assault Div.

12th Transportation Div.

31st Transportation Div.

9th Signal Corps Bat.

7th Signal Corps Bat.

1st Fighter Wing

7th Marine Fighter Wing (arrving with first wave)

5th Marine Fighter Wing (arrving with 1st wave)

4th Marine Bomber Wing (arrvign with 1st wave)

3rd Fighter Wing

9th Fighter Wing

6th Bomber Wing

7th Bomber Wing

20th Bomber Wing

12th Fighter Bomber Wing

5th Attack Heliocopter Wing (1st wave)

7th Attack Heliocopter Wing (1st Wave)

13th Transportation Wing

14th Transportation Wing

1233rd Meteorological Squadron

3rd Fleet (OOC: Ships of Line to Come Later)

4th Fleet

1st Fleet

9th Fleet

10th Fleet

[OOC: Findan, I'm RPing a field hospital... feel free to evac to me lol... no one else has so far]

[OOC: Findan, I'm RPing a field hospital... feel free to evac to me lol... no one else has so far]

The hospital saw several Carryalls move over the horizon, carrying trucks. They landed.

"Doctors! The wounded are here!"

OOC: Some will have TERRIBLE injuries, others minor.

With the satellite mapping scan complete, the Axis Nova fleet has managed to pinpoint most of the Pythogrian coastal facilities in their southern regions.

Multiple salvoes of Mjollnirs launch from the fleet, and 68cm linear gun shots from the cannons mounted on Peacekeeper Heaven, Axis Nova's L1 space station, rain down all across the southern coast of Pythogria, aimed at bunkers, harbours, strongpoints, defensive positions, radar sites, power plants, missile fields, and airstrips, but especially concentrating on the islands that have Meslop and Gria upon them.

While the Mjollnirs are destructive enough on their own, the 68cm slugs, each the size of a city bus, and with their own immense launching velocity aided by the Earth's gravity as they enter the atmosphere, will smash down upon their unfortunate targets like the wrath of God himself.

Slugs rain down upo Gria and Mesiop. Thousands are killed, and the cities are at 26.5% infastructure damage. Buildings are spread over miles. Bunkers crushed.

And the populace enraged.

With the defenses in their path signifcantly degraded (if not neutralized entirely), the fleet continues, now obviously headed to the island with Gria upon it.

In the holds of the fleet, men check their weapons one last time, and mechanics hurriedly adjust Lion IIs, Minutemen, CMGVs, Admiral A-1s, and other vehicles, in preparation for the coming landing.

With the defenses in their path signifcantly degraded (if not neutralized entirely), the fleet continues, now obviously headed to the island with Gria upon it.

In the holds of the fleet, men check their weapons one last time, and mechanics hurriedly adjust Lion IIs, Minutemen, CMGVs, Admiral A-1s, and other vehicles, in preparation for the coming landing.

---Gria---

Thousands of people arm themselves with whatever they can find. AA weapons of all types are readied. The city turns int oa fortress.

Most of the fleet begins to settle onto the ground in a large area about ten kilometers to the south of Gria.

The ten destroyers, however, along with a number of frigates and corvettes, continue to Gria.

Once over it, massive bomb bay doors in the bottoms of the destroyers open, and a hellish rain of FAEs, napalm, simple high-explosive bombs, and incendiaries and nerve gas of all varieties pour out onto the city below, with the guns of the frigates and destroyers adding to the carnage by flinging shots from their linear guns at anything that looks like a good target.

The forces of Axis Nova are taking no chances here. There will be no clever plans or heroic battles or last-minute escapes for the citizens of Gria.

Only death, fire, and poisoned air.

Most of the fleet begins to settle onto the ground in a large area about ten kilometers to the south of Gria.

The ten destroyers, however, along with a number of frigates and corvettes, continue to Gria.

Once over it, massive bomb bay doors in the bottoms of the destroyers open, and a hellish rain of FAEs, napalm, simple high-explosive bombs, and incendiaries and nerve gas of all varieties pour out onto the city below, with the guns of the frigates and destroyers adding to the carnage by flinging shots from their linear guns at anything that looks like a good target.

The forces of Axis Nova are taking no chances here. There will be no clever plans or heroic battles or last-minute escapes for the citizens of Gria.

Only death, fire, and poisoned air.


"Agh!!!!"

Men, women, and children are killed by the thousands of bombs. The city fires back, with every last thing it has. Majars, home-made missiles, ZT-1 AP missiles, everything is fired. Planes manage toi get out of the airfields, and begin firing autocannons, and the new AP version of the Majar.

"Agh!!!!"

Men, women, and children are killed by the thousands of bombs. The city fires back, with every last thing it has. Majars, home-made missiles, ZT-1 AP missiles, everything is fired. Planes manage toi get out of the airfields, and begin firing autocannons, and the new AP version of the Majar.

A few of the destroyers take hits from the missiles, and one even takes a hit directly in it's bomb bay, which causes a massive explosion that staggers the massive craft in mid-air and leaves a flaming wound.

Still, the CIWS systems of the strike force do their work for the most part, and any weapon positions seen are marked and subjected to a punishing hail of linear gun fire, while the bombs continue to fall, and the deadly cloud of nerve gas continues to expand over the city.

In the meantime, Axis Nova forces to the south of the city are unloading in good order, with the carriers on overwatch after they unload their cargo, and all the neccesities for a large-scale temporary field base are being put up. Plascrete walls are quickly being erected, prefab defensive posititons and artillery pits are going up, and vehicles and troops of all kinds are rolling out of the holds of the landed airships and forming up.

In the meantime, the portion of the fleet still bombarding Gria to soften it up continues to do it's job, now joined by hundreds of ground-attack UAVs, strafing things with their 40mm linear gatling cannons, torching aparment complexes with their WP metal storm shells, and releasing missiles at power plants, water treatment facilities, and hospitals...

A few of the destroyers take hits from the missiles, and one even takes a hit directly in it's bomb bay, which causes a massive explosion that staggers the massive craft in mid-air and leaves a flaming wound.

Still, the CIWS systems of the strike force do their work for the most part, and any weapon positions seen are marked and subjected to a punishing hail of linear gun fire, while the bombs continue to fall, and the deadly cloud of nerve gas continues to expand over the city.

In the meantime, Axis Nova forces to the south of the city are unloading in good order, with the carriers on overwatch after they unload their cargo, and all the neccesities for a large-scale temporary field base are being put up. Plascrete walls are quickly being erected, prefab defensive posititons and artillery pits are going up, and vehicles and troops of all kinds are rolling out of the holds of the landed airships and forming up.

In the meantime, the portion of the fleet still bombarding Gria to soften it up continues to do it's job, now joined by hundreds of ground-attack UAVs, strafing things with their 40mm linear gatling cannons, torching aparment complexes with their WP metal storm shells, and releasing missiles at power plants, water treatment facilities, and hospitals...

Nearly every last weapons emplacement and most of the planes are gone. Gria is nearly flat. Citizens begin evacuating, covertly, through the jungles. They get across the bridge, and it is blown. Ground forces will not cross.

I nthe end, the city is destroyed again. 3/4 of the population is dead, and that other 1/4 is in immediate danger.

But hope soo narrives. Most of the Empire's armada of Terrabyte fighters arrives, equipped with 16 Majar APs. These begin to blitz the airships.

"All pilots, target bomb bays!"

Having waited to draw out the Pythogrian air force and having detected them on radar, the Axis Novan air traffic controllers vector in several hundred Peregrine air superiority UAVs, which stoop out of the sun on the enemy force while it's still far out of missile range of the destroyers, their stealth capabilities hiding them until they open fire.

As waves of air to air missiles streak forth unexpectedly at the Pythogrian force, surely they would take a heavy toll...

Their work mostly complete, the destroyers close up their bomb bays and begin lumbering away, though the damaged one lags behind somewhat, the bomb bay explosion obviously having caused some external damage that's slowing it down. The hole in it's bottom where the explosion occured still has flames shooting out of it, and it's trailing smoke which can be seen for miles.

Meanwhile, Lark recon UAVs begin flitting to and fro in the skies of the island, mapping every corner and doing their best to locate any further points of resistance or defensive outposts.

Having waited to draw out the Pythogrian air force and having detected them on radar, the Axis Novan air traffic controllers vector in several hundred Peregrine air superiority UAVs, which stoop out of the sun on the enemy force while it's still far out of missile range of the destroyers, their stealth capabilities hiding them until they open fire.

As waves of air to air missiles streak forth unexpectedly at the Pythogrian force, surely they would take a heavy toll...

Their work mostly complete, the destroyers close up their bomb bays and begin lumbering away, though the damaged one lags behind somewhat, the bomb bay explosion obviously having caused some external damage that's slowing it down. The hole in it's bottom where the explosion occured still has flames shooting out of it, and it's trailing smoke which can be seen for miles.

Meanwhile, Lark recon UAVs begin flitting to and fro in the skies of the island, mapping every corner and doing their best to locate any further points of resistance or defensive outposts.


Terrabytes are equipped with countermeasures and computers, and thus ose most of the missiles, but a full 23 are hit, and all of them make emergency landings, some in... unfavorable places. Only 8 pilots would survive.

The remaining Terrabyte Fighters go after UAVs, mostly avoiding attacks, but a further three are destroyed. Missiles, after missiles, after missiles are launched, and autocannons containing AP rounds are on full blast.

The Kraven Bombers were being prep'd on the vast Runways of Kraven "Gorgoroth Class" Carriers, their massive quad Turbofan engines were gently humming as various crews worked, loading in ordanance that will lay waste to enemy cities, the various crews worked quickly and efficiently, the Capitol Police pilots were seated up, checking over instruments and various readouts...

http://d94132.u23.simplenet.com/images/STUKA!/Stuka.JPG

(OOC:This is the Bomber, based on the STUKA dive bomber, but a Vtol Jet Engine craft, NOT a Prop)





The Crewmen on the deck parted from the craft, and soon the orders for deployment were underway, the powerfull catapult forced the first craft into the air, its twin Jets forced the craft upwards, as the inertia from the Catapult began to fail, soon second and third craft were following, forming up behind the first, while the rest of the squadron were deployed, the various craft circled a few times, before heading off, a total of 110 Bombers had been scrambled from the two Gorgoroths which now headed in land towards the Capitol City...

The AI-driven reflexes of the Peregrines are more than able to meet the challenge, pulling maneuvers that no human pilot can match as they engage in gun duels with the Pythogrian air force. While the Pythogrians have the superior numbers, and at closer ranges the stealth capabilities of the Peregrines are not quite as effective, this is compensated for by their sheer speed, mobility, and reflexes... and thus the battle remains fairly even.

At least, until the frigates and corvettes that had been escorting the destroyers show up and begin lobbing missiles and Agni shots into the fray.

The Kraven Bombers were being prep'd on the vast Runways of Kraven "Gorgoroth Class" Carriers, their massive quad Turbofan engines were gently humming as various crews worked, loading in ordanance that will lay waste to enemy cities, the various crews worked quickly and efficiently, the Capitol Police pilots were seated up, checking over instruments and various readouts...

http://d94132.u23.simplenet.com/images/STUKA!/Stuka.JPG

(OOC:This is the Bomber, based on the STUKA dive bomber, but a Vtol Jet Engine craft, NOT a Prop)


The Crewmen on the deck parted from the craft, and soon the orders for deployment were underway, the powerfull catapult forced the first craft into the air, its twin Jets forced the craft upwards, as the inertia from the Catapult began to fail, soon second and third craft were following, forming up behind the first, while the rest of the squadron were deployed, the various craft circled a few times, before heading off, a total of 110 Bombers had been scrambled from the two Gorgoroths which now headed in land towards the Capitol City...

Thousands of Majar missiles were launched at the bombers, and hundreds of Majar IIs, the capital, Geon, being incredibly well defended.

The AI-driven reflexes of the Peregrines are more than able to meet the challenge, pulling maneuvers that no human pilot can match as they engage in gun duels with the Pythogrian air force. While the Pythogrians have the superior numbers, and at closer ranges the stealth capabilities of the Peregrines are not quite as effective, this is compensated for by their sheer speed, mobility, and reflexes... and thus the battle remains fairly even.

At least, until the frigates and corvettes that had been escorting the destroyers show up and begin lobbing missiles and Agni shots into the fray.

OOC: I assume those frigates and such are ships that float on water right?

IC:

A fleet comes up behind the frigates and corvettes, and begins to launch shells, torps, and in general, obscene amounts of military ordinance.

OOC: If they're airships, replace the shells and torps with Majar AP IIs.

"Time to abandon ship...hahhaha..." cackled Sion, amused by battle even though he was losing it.

He had already boarded his private fighter, being more than an adept pilot, the fleet obviously lost now, as the Imperium itself was in the process of being scrapped by torpedo fire, Sion ordered the fleet to engage with an all-out assault, launching every missile and torpedo possible, flaying with all gun batteries, even though the fleet was still in fighting shape. The Spit Break fleets and the other added allied fleets even gave the possiblilty of victory, but Sion decided his own life was more valuable. Boosting off from the small flight deck of the Imperium, his VTOL fighter propelled into the sky and escorted off by fighter cover, he ordered all planes to concentrate back to Pythogrian airstrips, abandoning the fleet to whatever its fate...no matter, in several months, he'd have a new one...
His escape, the VTOL jet he flew, was covered by a sudden extreme burst from the Dominion war fleet, missiles streaking every which way at Kraven and Whyatican forces, SAM launchers spewing all over the sky at enemy air contacts, other SAM boxes firing interdictor missiles at enemy SAMs. SSMs burst forward from missile tubes, torpedoes and SSMs launched forth from submarines. The fleet was as good as dead, more ships, and the first carrier, succumbing to wounds, but in Sion's mind, no matter. He'd take control of the land force now, which, as reports gave, were fairing much better. The Dominion air forces, now fleeing from the battle and gaining distance, cruised away from the naval slaughter, headed towards Pythogrian airstrips.
However, the air group wasn't quite safe yet. The reports of the massive Kraven air launch of bombers was given to the Retribution pilots, ordered to scramble to the wave to knock down as many bombers as possible. The interceptors hit afterburners, scrambling to make up time on the advancing bomber wings.

---Coast---

Krumbar bunkers used their Majar SAMs against oncoming Kraven bombers.

"Takle them out of the sky! Use point-defense lasers on enemy bombs! Alert Geon!"

"Geon, this is Krumbar North 1. Krave nbombers headed your way."

"Ackknowledged. Majars at the ready."

missiles were ready to blow bombers out of the sky. In the meanwhile, Majars tried to blow bombers out of the northern sky.

OOC: Thanks Py.. I got troops on the way as well.. (I'd say one more day from this post.. but I couldn't write them in until I actually had some injuries..

IC:

Cutting through the temperate sky like a fish through water, the carry-all's proceeded to land at the Helipad's set up within the compound. They landed, one by one, to be greeted by a team or ER doctors, who were assessing their wounds.

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A balding man, of about 35, Dr Philipot was used to stress. An ER doctor for 15 years, he had his share of trauma in his time. It was this fact, and the quality in which it instilled in him which led to him being chosen for this mission, for it was known, that a man such as him would be valuable.

He was the first to enter the *crate* dropped off by the Carryall, followed by two Nurses, Nurse Jessop, and Nurse Jones. Flanking them were 5 of the Infantry assigned to the compound, to help lifting and other manual labour.

"Sir's", called Philipot,"Help me get the doors on this crate open. I need to see whats going on"

The two men, dressed in Olive Drab, proceeded to open the Heavy Steel doors.

"Oh my" Wispered Philipot.

"Uuugh" was the response from the Nurses and (suprisingly) the infantry.

Me took stock of the situation. 25 Men, some of them standing, some of them sitting, but most of them, lying there, in various levels of pain.

"All those who can walk unaided please stand and leave this Crate.", he called out. Only 4 men, out of 25 did so.

"Shall we go in?" asked one of the nurses.

"We're going to have to",replied Philipot, walking into the crate, talking care not to knock any of the camp beds that were being occupied by men.

"Lets have a look at you then, shall we Sir?" He asked a man who was sitting down in the corner. It was not immediatly clear what was wrong. He looked clean, and were in not for the fact that he was sitting in a rather contorted fashion, he would seem perfectly well.

"Uhhmm, Sure" came the reply.

"Name, D.O.B and injury" was the standard reply. Normally, in a hospital, Philipot would enter a full dialoge, going into details such as blood type, but that was what the wards were for in this case.

"Private, ahhhhh ouch, Smith, 29-01-80. It's my leg. Unlike most of the guy's here, our squad had a medic attached, and I managed to get to an aid station first, so I'm not to bad. It's just well...." he lifted up a blanket to reveal a 1 Foot long metal spike, "I took a fall, into a trap. I've been bandaged, and given a tetnus, but the First Aider's couldn't get it out. Also, I've been told to give you this."

He handed Philipot a medical form, containing a list of what treatment he had already been given. While this was happenening, another 7 Doctors entered the Crate, assessing the more urgent cases.

"Well, Smith, it seems a good thing your squad managed to get you to that aid station. That Jab, and the dressing's could have saved your life. You're going to go with a Nurse now, who will take you on a stretcher to be treated properly. OK?"

The Private smiled, he looked round the room, and realised how lucky he was compared to a lot of people.

"Sure man... and thanks for the help."

Philipot helped him onto a stretcher, carried by a couple of Infantry men, and escorted by a Nurse, who was carrying his notes, and asking him questions. He moved on to another person, who, this time was somewhat worse off. Logic would have suggested he see this man first, but the fact he was at the back of the crate did not help.

"Sir?" He asked, not sure if he could be heard.

There was no answer.

"Sir", he asked again squeezing the man's hand to see if he got a response.

Again there was no answer.

"Nurse", he called out," get this man to Intensive Care quickly. We're not sure whats wrong with him, and he's unconcious."

He was put on a stretcher and taken away.

The numbers in the crate where thinning. Philipot moved on to his next casualty.........

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Nearby Ria......

"Men", Started Major Coll, "we are near Ria. This is where we leave our ships. I know what we can achieve here, as do you. We may not be much, but together we will WIN."

A lone officer replied.

"Men, prepare you'reselves for disembarkment.

"Time to abandon ship...hahhaha..." cackled Sion, amused by battle even though he was losing it.

He had already boarded his private fighter, being more than an adept pilot, the fleet obviously lost now, as the Imperium itself was in the process of being scrapped by torpedo fire, Sion ordered the fleet to engage with an all-out assault, launching every missile and torpedo possible, flaying with all gun batteries, even though the fleet was still in fighting shape. The Spit Break fleets and the other added allied fleets even gave the possiblilty of victory, but Sion decided his own life was more valuable. Boosting off from the small flight deck of the Imperium, his VTOL fighter propelled into the sky and escorted off by fighter cover, he ordered all planes to concentrate back to Pythogrian airstrips, abandoning the fleet to whatever its fate...no matter, in several months, he'd have a new one...
His escape, the VTOL jet he flew, was covered by a sudden extreme burst from the Dominion war fleet, missiles streaking every which way at Kraven and Whyatican forces, SAM launchers spewing all over the sky at enemy air contacts, other SAM boxes firing interdictor missiles at enemy SAMs. SSMs burst forward from missile tubes, torpedoes and SSMs launched forth from submarines. The fleet was as good as dead, more ships, and the first carrier, succumbing to wounds, but in Sion's mind, no matter. He'd take control of the land force now, which, as reports gave, were fairing much better. The Dominion air forces, now fleeing from the battle and gaining distance, cruised away from the naval slaughter, headed towards Pythogrian airstrips.
However, the air group wasn't quite safe yet. The reports of the massive Kraven air launch of bombers was given to the Retribution pilots, ordered to scramble to the wave to knock down as many bombers as possible. The interceptors hit afterburners, scrambling to make up time on the advancing bomber wings.


For the Past Several Hours, Kraven forces had been scrambeling Fighters and Interceptors, putting up a huge cover of Air forces, the two Gorgorth Classes able to hold over 2,000 craft were spitting out air craft one every 2 minutes, and soon the Air Fleet was up and ready, Interceptors streaked forward to meet the Air craft of Amazonian Beasts, sending for the Hellstrike missiles, specialist ATA weaponry, the inital wave of SAMS from the Doomed Amazonian Beasts fleet took down many a fighter and interceptor, but soon the aircraft were engaged in air combat with the AB Interceptors and fighters, the "Mimir Class" Tracking ships had picked up a large formation centered around one craft, and as such it was decided to send a small squadron of 25 Interceptors to down this Craft...

Closing in the on the target, the Interceptors prepared to fire, waiting until target was locked until launching multiple Hellstrike weapons....

Interceptors now joined the Bombers, who had been circleing above the waters before preparing to enter the country, the Interceptors were monitoring missile activity as many missiles had been launched from the various ground forces situated along the coast lines, ECM's were deployed and most missiles cruised off into the sea or exploded in the mid air, several bombers and a few interceptors were taken down, their wrekage falling into the sea..

as the Bombers and Interceptor escorts moved in land, they took up a defensive formation, ensuring that any further Missile launchers that presented themselves were delt with quickly with GodStrike Air to Surface missile systems... they would ensure that any further missile systems were delt with...

The formation had broken land now, and were heading towards the Capitol....

The AB Salvo was striking multiple targets, the Annihilators were taking little damage due to the position with in the fleet, while the outer vessels were hit hard, some even starting to list, or slowly slipping beneath the waves...

The Annihilators turned their weapons towards the AB Fleet, sending shell after shell streaking towards their targets, while one of the Annihilators broke formation, moving through the Tiers towards the outer edges, its various Calibers firing in unision, as it ploughed through the waves, its weapons singing as each shell was catapulted towards the AB Fleet...

Meanwhile in Icica, the Fall back was a ruse, and as soon as the enemy began to take up ground, the Centurians with their Fresh Reinforcements, surged forwards again, using their sheer momentum and drive to charge headlong into the lines, Assault rifles were ready, strafing the defenses with well aimed fire, the ground they had retreated accross was covered quickly and with frightening speed, as the Leman Russ's pushed on forwards, ensuring that the enemy would think twice about using heavy ordinance in fear of hitting allied soldiers, the 170mm Battle Cannon spat heavy AT Rounds against enemy armour, the remaining two Leman Russ's could hope to hold out for much longer, but with the Kraven Fleet here, they would soon be bolsterd by the Immense Imperators and Emperors that kraven was famours For....

The Pythogrian cities and landscape seemed to be in too much attack for the Dominion air group to successfully land the battle survivors at. Sion didn't like the predicament, but if he remembered correctly, the Spit Break navy did have a pretty big group of carriers on attachment, that were away from the main fleet. Perhaps he would get in contact with them.

Flying away from the mainland, the interceptors still on course to engage the Kraven bombers offshore, but still a distance away, and Sion and his group of the assault and AWACS craft headed towards the Spit Break carriers, Sion had one of his flight officers radio in to the Spit navy.

"Attention Spit Break navy, this is the Dominion naval air forces, we request landing at your carriers to use as a temporary base of assault until we can regroup with more transports for our aircraft. Our LHDs, away from the naval slaughter, can serve as temporary homes to our interceptors and fighter aircraft, but we would like some landing area for our assault and AWACS craft."

Sion took notice, now that his air group was not the only air group in close proximity...there appeared to be a hostile wing approaching. Slight, though, a mere 25 interceptors. Not much for the agile and quick Retributions to deal with.

"All interceptors, break off from the bomber attack and re-form, take out those enemy contacts...haha." Sion laughed again, the rush of the battle swaying him.

The Dominion interceptors, rounding off from their attack interdiction, pulled back, burning fast towards the interceptors of Kraven.

"Got a lock, Avenger lead..."
"Roger, lock affirmative. Pick your targets and fire."

The Retributions, homing missile locks on the Kraven craft, fired their fast, medium-range SkyScream missiles out towards the interceptors, 1 rocket from each craft, picking locks again and readying second rounds to fire.

Icica
By the time of the Kraven counter-attack, the Dominion ground forces had established defensive positions and a perimeter guarded by the range of the deadly artillery. As soon as the Kraven forces began making progress back towards the lines, instead of falling back to the city, the rocket artillery opened fire with heavy salvos, explosive rockets designed to penetrate heavy armor and disrupt advances. The gun artillery targeted infantry lines, booming and resounding blasts echoing across the field of battle. The Pursuer armor positions, behind defensive fortifications hastily erected, now thundered out with their 160mm hellbores, the lighter tanks shooting off with their 75mm and 60mm cannons. Infantry picked up mobile rocket launchers, looking for weaker elements of the battle tanks, firing off barrages of rocket fire. Other infantry readied for the charge by the Kraven infantry, hunkering down with assault rifles and bayonets loaded.

OOC:Sorry about the short post, I've got track practice. I'll be on tomorrow.

6th Airborne Division, Near the Forward edge of the battlefield

Captain Conrad Jones' men were digging in and covering themselves with mud and grass to blend in. Captian Jones, being black, was one of the few who did not need to do this. Another spadeful of dirt fleew up and he had himself a good foxhole. He had his M-16 and a bazooka with five HEAT rounds ready to go plus a dozen hand grenades and two combat knives if things got really messy. Jones was a veteran, not of a major war but of the ongoing war against terrorism.

His men were braciing for the Kravenites.

Cravanian forces managed to fall back and lose the interest of the CP and Centurions, and they dug in in a rather large pine forest. There they would stay until reinforcements arrived.

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The INS Majesty, over 600 miles away from the naval battle, watched in silence. Her radar signature was no more than that of a fighter jet, remarkable for a ship her size. She was built for speed, maneuverability, stealth, and firepower. She was made for long range hit and run attacks.

But she and her sister stayed behind, waiting for the right moment to rip open.

---Gria Island---

The city gone, the government of Pythogria decided to stop the enemy intheir tracks. ICBMs rained upon the city, burning the island to a scorched, black, barren waste. No building remained, no food was there. They pledged the following:

"Should a city be taken, it shall be burned. Should food be left, it shall be poisoned. If land is no longer ours, it shall be black!

Pythogria initiates a Scorched Earth Policy!"

To Kraven Corporation

Pythogria does not wish for this war to last. Nobody does. Thus Pythogria would like to offer a peace treaty. In effect, you leave us alone, we leave you alone. In return, we will provide you with $2 Trillion USD.

Please accept.

Admiral Gladious was stunned seeing the dominion abandoning ship.

Talia: send a message to there air craft tell them to land on are carrier's and give whats left of the dominion Fleet some cover have all ships open fire all batteries!

CIC: yes ma'am

After the order was given the ZAFT fleet went all guns blazing at the enemy fleet Fighters fired missiles, bombers droped torpedos. All heading to the enemy fleet.

Unfortunately for Pythogria, it wouldn't be that easy.

With the simplest effort from Father to slip into Pythogria's systems and crack the codes, the ICBMs do indeed launch...


...however, the silo doors do not open.

OOC: Godmod. Not only is that system isolated, but if The Father can just hack every last thing I really d not want to RP this.

To Kraven Corporation

Pythogria does not wish for this war to last. Nobody does. Thus Pythogria would like to offer a peace treaty. In effect, you leave us alone, we leave you alone. In return, we will provide you with $2 Trillion USD.

Please accept.

The Supreme Overlord State of The Kraven Corporation

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To: The Pythogrian Command
From: The Kraven High Command


These are Our Demands:

Our Forces will Occupy your Nation.

We Will construct Military Bases within your Nation

We will Harvest Resources for a number of years, but will not exhaust your deposits

Your Government will be allowed to remain in control, however Reichmarshal Advisors will be placed within your Government body

All further Hostilities will end upon the signing of this treaty

Your Government will receive a series of Cash injections to assist in the reconstruction of your nation

10% of your Female Population will be donated to the Capitol Police Birthing Programme, instead of paying Reparations to The Kraven Corporation

Kraven will Occupy your Territory for a twentyfive Years, upon the ending of this Term, Kraven forces will withdraw, but maintain a small Military Force

Upon the signing of this treaty Kraven will end all hostilities with forces Allied to Pythogria

We hope you consider these terms well, they will be more beneficial to you than Complete Subjugation.

The High Command

The Supreme Overlord State of The Kraven Corporation

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To: The Pythogrian Command
From: The Kraven High Command


These are Our Demands:

Our Forces will Occupy your Nation.

We Will construct Military Bases within your Nation

We will Harvest Resources for a number of years, but will not exhaust your deposits

Your Government will be allowed to remain in control, however Reichmarshal Advisors will be placed within your Government body

All further Hostilities will end upon the signing of this treaty

Your Government will receive a series of Cash injections to assist in the reconstruction of your nation

10% of your Female Population will be donated to the Capitol Police Birthing Programme, instead of paying Reparations to The Kraven Corporation

Kraven will Occupy your Territory for a twentyfive Years, upon the ending of this Term, Kraven forces will withdraw, but maintain a small Military Force

Upon the signing of this treaty Kraven will end all hostilities with forces Allied to Pythogria

We hope you consider these terms well, they will be more beneficial to you than Complete Subjugation.

The High Command


Pythogria does not agree to terms 2, 4, 7, and 9. We will suggest alternatives:

2. We really just do not like this. Perhaps we could just leave each other alone?

4. Our government is our government. We do not like this idea.

7. Pythogria could help you grow organic life-forms for this ,rather than simply wasting lives.

9. As long as after 25 years you are GONE, we will approve.

Pythogria does not agree to terms 2, 4, 7, and 9. We will suggest alternatives:

2. We really just do not like this. Perhaps we could just leave each other alone?

4. Our government is our government. We do not like this idea.

7. Pythogria could help you grow organic life-forms for this ,rather than simply wasting lives.

9. As long as after 25 years you are GONE, we will approve.


In Response:

2: The Military Bases after the 25 Year Period will be deconstructed and returned to Kraven Territory, One will remain for the small Military presence, of One Kraven Battalion.

4: The Advisors will leave after the 25 Year Period.

7: This is Non Negotiable.

9: As stated, a Small Military force of one Kraven Battalion will be maintained.

Please, We Urge you to Consider these well, and again we say that it is far more beneficial to your country rather than Complete Subjugation.

The High Command

In Response:

2: The Military Bases after the 25 Year Period will be deconstructed and returned to Kraven Territory, One will remain for the small Military presence, of One Kraven Battalion.

4: The Advisors will leave after the 25 Year Period.

7: This is Non Negotiable.

9: As stated, a Small Military force of one Kraven Battalion will be maintained.

Please, We Urge you to Consider these well, and again we say that it is far more beneficial to your country rather than Complete Subjugation.

The High Command


2. Pythogria agrees.

4. Agreed.

7. Why so? This new technology will most likely be cheaper, and we will pay for it.

9. Very well.

2. Pythogria agrees.

4. Agreed.

7. Why so? This new technology will most likely be cheaper, and we will pay for it.

9. Very well.

In Response:

7: Reason: [Classified]

Can We Assume that the treaty has been signed and that the Occupation can begin?

The High Command

General Dawson read the messages between Kraven and Pythogria.

"Begin an immediate evacuation of Pythogria of all Cravanian troops. Call off the Triton ships. They can be used elsewhere.", he said solemnly.
"Yes, sir."

The young radio officer turned to his console.

"All Cravanian forces in Pythogria, this is Papa Bear. Repeat, this is Papa Bear. Initiate immediate withdrawl from Pythogria. Repeat: Immediate withdrawl from Pythogria."

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Everywhere at once, Cravanian troops turned around and headed for assigned withdrawl points. The fight for Pythogria was already over... The fight against Kraven was only beginning. There were still two fronts, wide open and ready.

Sion was disappointed to say the least that the Pythogrian cowards had given in. Surrender was no option, death was the honorable way out. To sacrifice everything in last-ditch attempts, to waste all hope for an enemy, even in a losing effort, the deaths of an enemy was what counted to Sion. But even he knew that the remaining allied forces couldn't stand a chance now in fighting. Reluctantly, he called off his forces, with the Kraven fleet standing down, he was able to pull out the remaining ships from the Southern naval engagement, taking his aircraft back to the remaining carriers. A disappointing end to a fight with plenty of potential. Gradually, Sion ordered his land units to hold until the Kraven land units stopped resisting, then to link up with the assault ships that had remained out of the combat zones.

ZAFT forces also heard the news and pulled back operation spit break was called off, the fighters returned to the carriers and they headed for home

"Sir, I'm getting reports that Pythogria and Kraven have just reached a ceasefire."

"All right," said Mann, looking somewhat bewildered, "Looks like we're going home after all."

"Sir, I'm getting reports that Pythogria and Kraven have just reached a ceasefire."

"All right," said Mann, looking somewhat bewildered, "Looks like we're going home after all."

OOC: Actually, I'm really thinking of abandoning this (and having it never have happened), as very few people helped me against three invasion forces.

OOC: Actually, I'm really thinking of abandoning this (and having it never have happened), as very few people helped me against three invasion forces.
OOC: I wouldn't blame you...then again, the initial plan was a good one.

"Grand Admiral, new orders from the Reichsmarshals on the Kraven fleet, we are to stand down immediately, Pythogria has surrendered to Kraven forces."

The bridge of WSS Na'ib cheered, as this conflict was over and maybe they could get some peace and quiet before heading to the next assignment. The guns cooled off and finally silenced, and the fleet moved closer to their Kraven comrades and sent a transmission,
What are our current standing orders from the High Command?

Official Statement of President John Holtz of Holy Paradise:
"We will reluctantly agree to this treaty. But be warned, Kraven Corporation: Anymore aggressive moves and I can assure you, Holy Paradise will not rest until your nation is but a smoldering crater."

Findanian forces in Pythogria evacuated but still were on stand by in case they were to be needed elsewhere.

OOC:

To all of you:

This RP has been retconed. None of this ever happened.