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NOTE much of this has been rehursed with Lord Hollingsworth so that we can have a smooth and well tempered Rp, Godmoding may bee "seen" by both sides at times, don't worry its all be prearranged (to an exstint)I will also post information reguarding the Federal armed forces to give a better understanding of the Federation.
Federal Guard- Hard bitten veterans, well trained and well equipped, used as a border guard along the often disputed border of the Federation and the Empire of Lord Hollingsworth. Trained to take full advantage of surrounding terrain and when need be armored personnel carriers. The Federal Guard makes up nearly fifty percent of the Federations small army.
Federal Guard- Hard bitten veterans, well trained and well equipped, used as a border guard along the often disputed border of the Federation and the Empire of Lord Hollingsworth. Trained to take full advantage of surrounding terrain and when need be armored personnel carriers. The Federal Guard makes up nearly fifty percent of the Federations small army.
Federal Marines- Federal Marines are ready to fight any where at any time. Highly trained and highly affective these men are the best of the best, but like all of their comrades of the Federation, their skill is hampered by poor weapons and technology. The Federal Marines truly are the (very) few and the proud that being only about thirty thousand Marines ready and able to fight, the Marines are the only group that is privy to more advanced weapons such as the M-16 and the SAW among others.

Federal Armored Core- The Federal armored core has seen better days, the region being an area not suited for tanks makes for poor quality old Soviet model tanks with a few more advanced thrown in, yet still disuse makes for rookie commanders. Despite the lacks of tanks in use armored personnel carriers (APCs) are used quite often along the border and have been modified to fit their surroundings.

Federal Regular Army- The Federal regular army makes up the rest of the bulk of the Federal Armed Forces, these grunts are well supplied yet at the same time the supplies they receive is poor. Outdated mouser rifles and revolver side arms being the norm with outdated weapons such as the BAR as support weapons here and there. The regular army also incorporates all aspects of artillery and is well practiced and leans favorably towards mortars and long range artillery as a form of “unseen combat”.

Federal Air Force- More work has gone into the Federal Air Force then most other aspects of the military due to the mountains and thickly forests area (around the border) the air force has played a key role in keeping the borders of the Federation well guarded. Though experienced, like the other aspects of the military the air force suffers from poor technology, that being outdated jets such as the Soviet MIG and the American F4-Phantom.

Overview
While being well supplied and confident the Federation struggles with the problem of arming its soldiers with modern technology. Being motivated by propaganda the tiny nation of Wayawulf is looking to expand, the population which is one and all treated equally in their fairness of unfairness is behind the government which they have had the complete freedom to elect and work tirelessly to manufacture and farm the goods needed to keep themselves and their soldiers supplied. The generals have the “Go Ahead” (generals and leadership will be covered in the Rp) aside from the police forces and several strong garrisons in cities and military bases almost one million and fifty thousand Federal soldiers are poised to make a dash across the border in the classic German style Blitzkrieg…


(The Federal army under General Zane’s command which had been massing along the border of Lord Hollingsworth’s nation launches a devastating attack into his domain. In the classic blitzkrieg style the Federal air force carpet bombs the four boarder cities in range. Nearly two million Federal soldiers and twenty thousand tanks and armored personal carriers pour across the border supported by strong supply lines from their country which has been gearing itself for war. The Federal army’s goal is to capture the four boarder cities before an effective response can be organized. No declaration of war has been sent and there has been no word of prisoners taken. The Federal Guard has not allowed any U.N. personal entry into any of the area they have taken over. Federal citizens are worked hard to produce the much needed supplies for their grand army and those who supply the soldiers are an army in their own. Trucks and helicopters move day and night to keep their war machine oiled and smooth.)

“General Sir, we’ve pushed the Imperial forces away from the cities. A stunning victory so far if I may say so sir,” piped the young staff officer to General Zane. The general stood upon a forested hill with one hand idly scratching at his well trimmed beard, the other rested upon his blue uniformed chest.
“Move the armored column up the road round back of the city; I don’t want any surprises coming from that direction.” The general knew there was not likely to be any surprises, but he was not a man to take risks. He had been in the military long enough to know his was not an invincible army…or nation. The Empire of Lord Hollingsworth had always been a constant concern in the eyes of his government, it was larger and had at a time been more powerful, but the ever watchful eyes of the military had finally spotted a weakness in the corrupt dictatorship and had acted on it in an instant. Though General Zane was not privy to that information, he was ordered to take an army of nearly two million men and women and invade across the thickly forested boarder between the two nations. Supply lines had been a mess for awhile and almost cost them the element of surprise, but the lumbering behemoth that was the life line of his army was finally straightened out in time before the Federal Air Force blazed overhead and carpet bombed four key cities along the border. Paratroopers had disrupted and slowed the responses of the Imperial Hollingsworth military long enough for Zane to lead his soldiers out of the forest and sweep into the cities, shelling what was left standing before conquering them house by house. All four cities fell in quick succession, occupying what was left of the four cities he issued the orders move farther into enemy territory, he intended to be ready when the Imperial armies responded, and he would be, no matter what came against him, he was dug in with a confident and well supplied army with a superior air force, he would be ready.

"Sir, a war! Between Wayawulf and Lord Hollingsworth."

"Hmm... Watch this. Use our sattelites."

"Yes sir."

*Lord Hollingsworth's office*

"My Lord the border has just been attacked."
“By who”
“Your highness, the Federation of Wayawulf.”
“I will need all the intelligence we can get on them. Colonel, organize my staff and meet me in this very office in two hours.”
“Yes my lord.”

"Quite, Quite, Blast you QUIET"
-Lord Hollingsworth's advisors get suddenly quite as he begins to speak-
"This day will be taken back. We shall advise a plan to attack their piddley little country all the way to the other border.(:mp5: sorry had to) But first we must take back our four lost cities. We shall do this by flanking them and getting between their army and their supply lines. That gentlemen is our first task."
-murmuring around the long oak table increased as Lord Hollingsworth's staff thought the idea through-

"My Lord I hear rumors that Arclaim and Verros have made a treaty and are planning to join in on the attack as well"
"Very good Colonel, see that your pay is increased."
"Yes my Lord"
-Lord Hollingsworth turns to his advisors-"This invasion will be stopped. We will dig in just west of where they are attacking, here" -points to a spot on a map- "and then we will send out scouts to find where the enemy is concentrated the most, use air support and then punch through and cutoff their supplies. Any questions?"
"No my Lord."
"Then see it is done."-waves the staff off-

General Zane closed his eyes and breathed in the cold morning air, he listened to the deep boom of artillery behind him and the rapid staccato of AK-47 assault rifles and their ilk pop and crackle in the distance in front of him. His staff had set up a command post with all the niceties of command, but sometimes he felt that he could “feel” the tide of battle by simply listening to it from a distance. In his mind he could see exactly what was on the combat maps. Close to three hundred thousand men and over a thousand tanks to his left, nearly that same amount to his right and still more to his front all dug in and waiting to receive an attack but ready to advance at a moments notice. Lord Hollingsworth had as of yet not attacked with any sizable strength and the one attempt at scouting by air had been almost laughable. Old outdated planes from the second great world war had flown overhead only to be annihilated by the still outdated but vastly superior jets of the Federal Air Force. He had received the radio communiqué from Dominion of Arcalime it read simply
“We are coming, hold your fire to the west.” General Zane smiled a tight smile this his kind usual had, victory was what he pursued, but at a cost, and the cost would only deepen, of course these were acceptable, Wayawulf needed breathing room, and now it was getting just that.

Commarades, I wish to ask all of you a favor. There will be grave times ahead and I wish you all to put forth the maxium effort into the war machine. I especially ask our newfound allies to contribute in this effort as well. I only ask from our allies that they send funds to our general population to increase this effort during these troubling times. We will also need hundreds of people to organize the effort in relocating the refugees from the four border nations. This is all I have to ask of you. I need no action taken on the miltary perspective for I can and will handle these invaders with the same ruthlessness they showed in attacking us. And as always, remember give whatever extra money you have to supporting our troops.

Major Polanski was damned tired, he had fought all morning against the tenacious and determined Imperial soldiers, he had lost friends already, and when the rocket had slammed into the tank beside him blasting him off of his feet he felt the battle rage come upon him, he rose from the ground, his ears still ringing from the blast and opened fire with his AK. Combat swirled around him as the enemy charged through the dense forest with horrific war cries. He cut at them with his bayonet and bashed them with the hard butt of his rifle, and even when they dropped their weapons and cried out for mercy, he smiled and felt the rifle come alive in his hands…
Standing there with legs splayed and covered in sickly warm blood Major Polanski grinned like the devil himself at the carnage around him. Most of the other soldiers looked horrified, but a few shared in his grin, He grinned wider when he realized there was no one that outranked to have seen. Reloading his weapon he drew his knife and bent down placing the blade against the air of a dead Imperial soldier. Young with bright blue eyes wide in death…his first trophy. He had a feeling the eastern flank was going to get much hotter before to long, the thought made him chuckle

double post sorry

"My Leige I have new reports in."
"Speak"
"There was a bloody battle east of the trenches and a platoon was masacred."
"Send a funds to all their families and find the name of the one who did this. I want it personally."
"Yes my Lord."
"Colonel."
"Yes Lord Hollingsworth."
" Send a telegram asking all nations to send help to further our cause, and stop these barbaric invaders."

OOC: What do each of you stand for government-, moral-, and political-wise? I can aid one of you based on that.

Bomber after bomber took off from the run way, accompanied by their escort of sleek little jets. Their destination was the capital of Lord Hollingsworth Empire. The run way they were taking off from was in the heart of a city that was still not 100% clear yet, but that did not matter. The lightning war had to continue, the pressure had to be continued least the war devolve into a stand off. Captain Lane R Creed and his crew were part of a huge formation of high altitude bombers, the enemies under funded air force tried to strike at them, and it was almost sad to watch them blown from the sky. It took real courage, or real fear to make a man in an old Spitfire try and tangle with a MIG Foxhound. Aside from the occasional futile enemy attacks it was a clear flight to the capital, and with an almost lazy effort they lined up their bombing sights and dropped their payload carpet bombing the city with thousands of pounds of explosives, as did the cloud of other bombers in the formation, Captain Lane was sure he was breaking about every law there was when it came to military protocol concerning bombing habituated areas, but it mattered very little to him, so what the cities of his enemies were burning, it wasn’t his city. Yet still he felt himself give them a small salute as yet another wing of ancient air craft were swept from the air, they were brave men, and if there were to ever fund their air force better they would be a foe to contend with.

GOOD GOD THEY JUST CARPET BOMBED THE CAPITAL.
Im going to take a moment to call for some serious backup. My outdated army is no match. Please help.

GOOD GOD THEY JUST CARPET BOMBED THE CAPITAL.
Im going to take a moment to call for some serious backup. My outdated army is no match. Please help.

Lord Hollingsworth,

We are considering aiding you. Why are they attacking in the first place?

I have no idea. They did it out of sheer hatred, and for no apperent reason.

I have no idea. They did it out of sheer hatred, and for no apperent reason.

Then you shall be aided.

---Capital---

A whole division of Terrabyte Fighters flew in from Pythogria, using missiles against enemy bombers.

My country greatly appreciates your help. In the future if you should happen to need me for anything I shall be there.

My country greatly appreciates your help. In the future if you should happen to need me for anything I shall be there.

OOC: In my army, a division is 1,000 units.

IC:

We need no thanks. Now, if you need any other help... ask.

The bombings were a success, and with an iron heel General Zane ordered the advance on all fronts, his war machine rolling forward, and its booted feet were preceded by the roar of cannons and bombs, again the Imperial armies were pushed back (after glorious but futile fighting of course) The battle lines were now blurred as the old way or trench fighting was obliterated for both sides. The forest and the country side was the battlefield now. Yet still slowly but surely the Federal war machine pushed their larger foes backwards, step by step.
General Zane was however not unaware of the losses he was taking. Four hundred tanks destroyed, four planes knocked out of the sky by anti air craft fire. Three thousand four hundred and twenty five soldiers already dead and tens of thousands of wounded overflowing the well stocked and supplied medical facilities. Gritting his teeth he knew it would only get worse before it got better. Sticking his hands in the pockets of his blue uniform he exhaled slowly watching his breath steam in the cold air, for the glory of the Federation…for the good of the Federation…he must seize victory.

OOC: You just completely ignored 1,000 planes going after your bombers.

-Listening in on a speech-
"...thanks to our friends this enemy shall be repulsed. I ask the public to work harder than ever before so we might rebuild over the fallen towers. As I speek hear in front of you today our army is repulsing the enemies invasion, we have taken over one of the border cities lost and there will be more to come. The turnaround in this war was all due to the fact that we have very strong and merciful allies. Their leader shall be given the highest medal of honor this country has."-croud roars in approval-

General Zane grumbled and gritted his teeth as the reports of attack done against bombers wings by the Terrabyte Air Force, there were other obscure reports of these Terrabyte’s on the ground and sporadic fighting in and around the enemy capitol area. As if to confirm this several high altitude bombs fell hard on the eastern flank just within his sight.
“Major, please connect me to the enemy frequency…we know they can hear us.”
“Yes sir right away sir.” Replied the young officer as he ducked inside the command post to bring the rather old looking radio hand set, Zane nodded to the young lad who saluted proudly before turning his full focus upon the silent radio set
“To whom ever it may concern, I must object to your attacks upon the armed forces of the Federal government, we are on a mission to halt the spread of communism in this part of the world, to remove our large and war like neighbors from power, we ask that you disengage your attacks against eh Federal government…I await you answer.” Zane felt as though he should have said more, but nothing came to mind, he could only sit and listen to the reports of bombers and jets being shot down all over the skyline.

"To whom it may concern I, Lord Hollingsworth, object to your attacking of the capital city. Furthermore I request the name of the person I am speaking to."

General Zane held the radio in silence for am moment before speaking
"This is General Zane of the Federal armed forces...war is an objectable thing." Zane immedatly felt foolish for say such a thing, but it had felt right to say. clearing his voice he took up his normal utterly calm attitude and spoke
"Atrocities are commited in war be it at the command of officers or through the infulence of human ignorence...its my job to remove a communist state from the borders of Wayawulf, and I shall continue to do so...good day sir."

"Colonel, find this atrocious man and bring him to me. He may be right about the Communist state of things but he shall pay."

Pythogria I am in dire need of your help again. This insane little man has at length insulted our nations and needs to be obliterated.

The Federal air force had taken a fierce blow, where once they had had total air superiority they now had to contend with a fast re-arming Communist air force and that of their new found allies.
Not to be outdone the brass back in Wayawulf stepped up the air campaign sending in more and more jets and bombers while the near two million men on the ground soon found themselves dug in again under cover of the lush forests of the Imperial Empire, the lighting war had turned into a sitting war of questionable battle lines, sometimes the Federals gained ground sometimes they lost it, the fighting soon began to wear at the Federals as the larger numbers of the enemy began to lean heavily upon them. The supply lines though still strong struggled to keep ammunition and supplies flowing fast enough to keep all the men combat effective. Tanks were near useless in the thick forests, but both sides relied heavily on artillery which pounded day and night along with the constant air bombings from both sides that pulverized the ground, but the federals stubbornly held on earning the title “Stalemate” in blood

Pythogria I am in dire need of your help again. This insane little man has at length insulted our nations and needs to be obliterated.

Would you approve of orbital strikes?

(Mr. Richards M. Archer President of the Federation of Wayawulf sat down reluctantly in front of the radio set, it was to be a recording to be sent all around the world…he was not a man to beg for help, but nor was he a man to lose a war while he was in office, nor was he a man to leave such powerful enemies in power especially since they had been stirred up already. He sighed deeply as he paused a moment to look at the map spread across his desk…they had come so far so quickly and now the attacks by this new and powerful enemy threatened all the progress he gained….he prepared himself for the speech he must make…)

“Nations of the world…in an effort to remove communist aggressors from our borders the Federal army launched a preemptive strike into the Communist Empire of Lord Hollingsworth. At first the Federal armed forces had great success, now against all odds they hold the line only barely. This is no longer a war between neighbors but a war with small nations such as the Federation and her allies against communists and a world superpower. If there is any aid that can be sent…modern weapons, medical supplies, money…it would be greatly appreciated. I cannot ask for another country to bleed for the Federation, but if a nation were to “relieve” the pressures of attacks that our smaller and weaker nations cannot defend against you would have my solemn thanks and the thanks of the Federation, her people and her armed forces…thank you…that is all.”

OOC: I'm a superpower?

General Zane smiled grimly as yet again word of reinforcements reached his command post. Word from The Holy Empire of Elmore-Aden from down south had been delivered to him only a few moments ago promising of aid to come. General Zane would be most happy to receive such aid, but he could not wait for such aid, he was still acting on a “hold the line to the last.” Orders he had received from the capital. Several thousand more soldiers had fallen and three hundred more tanks and APC’s had been destroyed. The Air War was over except for the occasional fighter bomber flying in close to the ground to help troops in need, other than that the Terrabyte Air Force kept Federal planes far away from any new targets. The wounded were piling up in droves and even the well supplied and well stocked medical stations set up were beginning to feel the strain.
“Hurry…please hurry.” He whispered as artillery opened up from both sides and the sound of gun fire slowly but surely picked up as the Imperial Hollingsworth soldiers rushed the fortifications time and bloody time again.

OOC: I'm a superpower?

I could only guess, I know you've been here longer then me and for some reason I could not find your nations profile ^_^ sorry if I've been a bad Role Player I'm trying lol

I could only guess, I know you've been here longer then me and for some reason I could not find your nations profile ^_^ sorry if I've been a bad Role Player I'm trying lol

OOC: You're OK. I'm actually quite powerful (especially for my size), but there are other people more pwerful than I. AMF, Kraven, Xeraph... Yeah. But to most, I am a superpower.

Introduction: I am the Holy Empire of Verros. This nation stands for one purpose: To further the will of our deity, Verros. He was our first Emperor. A great and mighty man…he was as cunning with his troops as he was with his business. Ever since then, our nation as lived to further he practice of a smart economy. No war can be won, no alliance can be maintained without the help of a strong and well disciplined economy. This is our creed; this is our way.

Economy: Because the economy is such a pivotal part of our nation’s well being, it is constantly checked up on and adjusted to suit our Emperor’s needs. The Emperor controls everything, but he has his advisors to do most of the grunt work for him. If prices are rising or dropping too fast, or too soon, the Financial Lord corrects this problem in any way possible. Free and private enterprise is illegal. It would upset the pure and holy balance of our economy. Anyone that disobeys this is put to trial, and eventually punished for their actions. The adenae, our currency, is worth more than any other currency in our region.

Military: Our military is small, yet very highly trained and well funded. Numbers are only needed when counting money, so says our Emperor. Each branch is specialized for only a few purposes. Our military is composed into 4 branches, and is collectively 2 million strong.

Regulars: Regulars are our least specialized force. They are the bulk of our force. They are trained in general combat, with special training in infiltration and reconnaissance . Armed with light sub-machine guns and long range rifles, and outfitted with medium-grade bullet stopping body armor, they are built for fast and unseen attacks. The regulars are but 971,400 strong by last count.

Crusaders: Crusaders are our armored force. They are trained in the use and maintenance of tanks, APCs, heavy weapons, artillery, and demolitions. Our drivers are field tested in live minefields to better refine their skills. The tanks and APCs are lightly armored and fast., and have a long firing range. The shells used in the tanks and artillery are not very heavy, nor do they have good armor piercing abilities. However, they can be fired in quick succession thanks to intense firing speed training. The Crusaders are 156,690 strong. We have about 27,000 APCs and 9,000 tanks in service.

Skies: The Skies are our Air Force. The Emperor does not like to rely on the skies for attack. Instead most of our force is used to transporting soldiers/supplies/and trade goods. We do not have very many fighter jets. However we do have a great many transports. Our transports are heavily armored planes and helicopters, to help protect our trade goods and soldiers from enemies. Most of the helicopters are armed with mounted machine guns. The planes are not armed. They have the ability to quickly move many supplies and troops long distances. The Skies are our second largest branch, numbering 607,560 pilots, maintenance crewmen, runway controllers, navigators, missile command, and supply coordinators.

Will of Verros: The Will of Verros are the most highly trained, and funded part of our military force. Armed with portable heavy weapons, mortars, some heavy vehicles, and long range rifles. They are a dangerous force when encountered. No one may be in this branch without the direct face to face approval from the Emperor himself. Trained rigorously for a minimum of 1 year before allowed into active duty, each and every member of the Will of Verros is taught to protect our nation until his last breath. They are the last to fight, the last to die. Only called upon if it is utterly necessary. They are mostly used as guards in the major cities of the nation until they are called upon for other duties. They number the fewest, only a mere 100,000 in active duty.

Introduction: I am the Holy Empire of Verros. This nation stands for one purpose: To further the will of our deity, Verros. He was our first Emperor. A great and mighty man…he was as cunning with his troops as he was with his business. Ever since then, our nation as lived to further he practice of a smart economy. No war can be won, no alliance can be maintained without the help of a strong and well disciplined economy. This is our creed; this is our way.

Economy: Because the economy is such a pivotal part of our nation’s well being, it is constantly checked up on and adjusted to suit our Emperor’s needs. The Emperor controls everything, but he has his advisors to do most of the grunt work for him. If prices are rising or dropping too fast, or too soon, the Financial Lord corrects this problem in any way possible. Free and private enterprise is illegal. It would upset the pure and holy balance of our economy. Anyone that disobeys this is put to trial, and eventually punished for their actions. The adenae, our currency, is worth more than any other currency in our region.

Military: Our military is small, yet very highly trained and well funded. Numbers are only needed when counting money, so says our Emperor. Each branch is specialized for only a few purposes. Our military is composed into 4 branches, and is collectively 2 million strong.

Regulars: Regulars are our least specialized force. They are the bulk of our force. They are trained in general combat, with special training in infiltration and reconnaissance . Armed with light sub-machine guns and long range rifles, and outfitted with medium-grade bullet stopping body armor, they are built for fast and unseen attacks. The regulars are but 971,400 strong by last count.

Crusaders: Crusaders are our armored force. They are trained in the use and maintenance of tanks, APCs, heavy weapons, artillery, and demolitions. Our drivers are field tested in live minefields to better refine their skills. The tanks and APCs are lightly armored and fast., and have a long firing range. The shells used in the tanks and artillery are not very heavy, nor do they have good armor piercing abilities. However, they can be fired in quick succession thanks to intense firing speed training. The Crusaders are 156,690 strong. We have about 27,000 APCs and 9,000 tanks in service.

Skies: The Skies are our Air Force. The Emperor does not like to rely on the skies for attack. Instead most of our force is used to transporting soldiers/supplies/and trade goods. We do not have very many fighter jets. However we do have a great many transports. Our transports are heavily armored planes and helicopters, to help protect our trade goods and soldiers from enemies. Most of the helicopters are armed with mounted machine guns. The planes are not armed. They have the ability to quickly move many supplies and troops long distances. The Skies are our second largest branch, numbering 607,560 pilots, maintenance crewmen, runway controllers, navigators, missile command, and supply coordinators.

Will of Verros: The Will of Verros are the most highly trained, and funded part of our military force. Armed with portable heavy weapons, mortars, some heavy vehicles, and long range rifles. They are a dangerous force when encountered. No one may be in this branch without the direct face to face approval from the Emperor himself. Trained rigorously for a minimum of 1 year before allowed into active duty, each and every member of the Will of Verros is taught to protect our nation until his last breath. They are the last to fight, the last to die. Only called upon if it is utterly necessary. They are mostly used as guards in the major cities of the nation until they are called upon for other duties. They number the fewest, only a mere 100,000 in active duty.

OOC: Nice factbook, but it goes in it's own topic. Not here. This is a war.

“General Zane sir, the west is beginning to crumble, without reinforcements soon the west will fall!” cried the voice of a young solider over the radio
“Understood, hold the line soldier, I’ll send some artillery your way.” He said calmly, it was Zane’s way of keeping up moral; he would personally answer the most urgent radio transmissions. And indeed he immediately signaled the artillery to pound away at the coordinates sent in from enemy movements in the west. Signaling for his staff to order up what was left of the reserves for the center, which was not much when the rest of his army was engaged elsewhere. The whole of the night was lit up by the fires of war. The west was a blaze of burning forest and bombs, while the center was a fireworks display of muzzle flashes (from his vantage on an almost mountain like hill) the east was strangely silent, which was not at all comforting.
“Come on Verros, come on…”
:sniper:
:mp5:

“General Zane sir, the west is beginning to crumble, without reinforcements soon the west will fall!” cried the voice of a young solider over the radio
“Understood, hold the line soldier, I’ll send some artillery your way.” He said calmly, it was Zane’s way of keeping up moral; he would personally answer the most urgent radio transmissions. And indeed he immediately signaled the artillery to pound away at the coordinates sent in from enemy movements in the west. Signaling for his staff to order up what was left of the reserves for the center, which was not much when the rest of his army was engaged elsewhere. The whole of the night was lit up by the fires of war. The west was a blaze of burning forest and bombs, while the center was a fireworks display of muzzle flashes (from his vantage on an almost mountain like hill) the east was strangely silent, which was not at all comforting.
“Come on Verros, come on…”
:sniper:
:mp5:

"Sir, I believe it is time."

"Yes... it is. Send in our orbital-bombardment."

OOC: Would you accept weapons being used from space? I use these:

Kabalts: Basically just explosives.

Rods of God: Big long rods of steel. Dropped from space. When they hit they focus tons of kinetic energy. Orbital bunker busters. Mine also explode. Pillars of god are just really huge rods of god.

Orbital Flare: Uses a massive lens to focus sunlight into a laser-esque beam.

ICBMs: I can launch them from sattelites.

Considering my nation is really small with equally small bordering nations (people in my region reading but not replying yet) who would feel threatend by such attacks, normal bombings are alright and I really don't have any big bunkers anywhere so just bombs, heh bear in mind what your doing lol obliterating a force sent to fight back a hostile communist state lol I'm having fun but I'm going to play this out as realistcally as possable if it means world war :p

Considering my nation is really small with equally small bordering nations (people in my region reading but not replying yet) who would feel threatend by such attacks, normal bombings are alright and I really don't have any big bunkers anywhere so just bombs, heh bear in mind what your doing lol obliterating a force sent to fight back a hostile communist state lol I'm having fun but I'm going to play this out as realistcally as possable if it means world war :p

Wait. Why did you attack him in the first place? We have nothing against Communism... so long as the people are happy there and it ISN'T a dictatorship.

Oh, and these orbital things are very, VERY accurate.

Wait. Why did you attack him in the first place? We have nothing against Communism... so long as the people are happy there and it ISN'T a dictatorship.

Oh, and these orbital things are very, VERY accurate.

Ahh but he is a dictator lol and the whole reason for the war was telegrams sent through regional areas of him threatning invasion of Wayawulf and AND heh of hostile actions against U.N. areas deliberatly ;)

Ahh but he is a dictator lol and the whole reason for the war was telegrams sent through regional areas of him threatning invasion of Wayawulf and AND heh of hostile actions against U.N. areas deliberatly ;)

...

I was never involved, all damage repaired. I'll come on your side later.

ROFL

General Zane nodded when word of the enemys pull out reached his ears, he smiled and departed for his tent, falling on his knees in front of the cot he had not used for the past three days he bowed his head and spoke to God
"Thank you Lord...oh lord...thank you..."

OOC: Nice factbook, but it goes in it's own topic. Not here. This is a war. OOC: Well, to be honest I posted all that just so no one would say I have no information to back my actions upon. (Hint: the title of that post says "Intro...more to come...")


Emperor Cervantos looked out of a window out onto the runway of his busiest military airport. Transport planes we're taking off three at a time from his airport. Helicopters we also taking off for the nation of Wayawulf. All in all about 50 of them to fly over the nation of Arcalime, and into Wayawulf.

He had received a telegram from the President of Wayawulf himself only a week prior asking for supplies in his war effort against Hollingsworth. Details were not given as to the reason for this war. No matter, business is business.

General Hunter, Cervantos' highest ranking officer, stepped into his office. "Your Majesty, all of our supply transports have been sent. They should arrive in less than one day."
"Thank you General," Cervantos breathed.
"If I may ask, your Majesty, why are we helping such a poor and far away nation?"
"It is not your place to ask such questions..."
"I'm sorry sir.."
"Don't be! I will tell you anyway. You see, Hollingsworth has a stable economy...and very valuable materials scattered across his land. If I aid Wayawulf, and force Hollingsworth's surrender, we can receive a plentiful supply of goods from him. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir."

After pausing for a moment in an awkward silence, Cervantos turned away from the window and went to sit at his desk. He spoke softly, "General, I have orders for you. You are to transport a platoon of regulars to the capital of Wayawulf, and then you will take orders from their General. Understood?"
"Yes sir, but I..."
"Your plane is leaving, General Hunter."
"Yes sir," General Hunter walked out of the spacious office of his Emperor. He was to go to Wayawulf...and take orders from a foreigner. The Emperor must have something cunning up his sleeve.

ROFL

General Zane nodded when word of the enemys pull out reached his ears, he smiled and departed for his tent, falling on his knees in front of the cot he had not used for the past three days he bowed his head and spoke to God
"Thank you Lord...oh lord...thank you..."

OOC: ROFLNESS

With air superiority again in their hands the Federal Air Force stepped up their bombing runs with a vengeance, nothing was beneath their notice, they scored every target clean with payload after payload of bombs. The marvelously talented but still adapting Communist air force was again swept from the skies and finally just as the pressure seemed too great it eased, for the bombing runs had once again seriously hampered Hollingsworth’s troop movements and supplies. Once again the Federal Army moved forward. The west was still a source of constant irritation, the communist troops there were stubborn and tenacious fighters who held a series of fortified hills and were not relenting their hold no matter what was dropped upon them.

OOC: Godmod. You can't say what happens to the enemy. He/she decides that, and if it's unrealistic, you object.

OOC: Godmod. You can't say what happens to the enemy. He/she decides that, and if it's unrealistic, you object.
I know and I try and refrane from it, but I go to school with Hollingsworth and he's given me full permission to control most elements of what happens in the field so long as he has full control of govornment stuff and speeches I'll try and not use godmodeing unless I have to, but he's a band right now rofl

I know and I try and refrane from it, but I go to school with Hollingsworth and he's given me full permission to control most elements of what happens in the field so long as he has full control of govornment stuff and speeches I'll try and not use godmodeing unless I have to, but he's a band right now rofl

OOC: He gave permission? Oh, go ahead.

General Zane was sure he looked a mess, his once well trimmed beard was now rugged and irritating and his once fine blue uniform was soiled and worn, but it was this ruggedness that made the men love him. Issuing orders and listening to reports until he was sure he was going to drop. He was almost relived when a lull in the fighting occurred and lasted for several days, his staff made him rest and recuperate. The center and the eastern flank had moved forward almost unopposed for several miles until sporadic fighting began anew, but the western flank had not been able to budge and inch the communist held hills held strong against every single attack thrown against it.

OOC: NEW START TO THIS

IC:

"Sir, seems someone's attacking some Commies."

"Hmm. Aid them. Send in... meh... 100,000 soldiers, and... 3,000 MBTs. Oh, and 1,000 helicopters."

"Yes sir."

The whole force was flown in near the camp. This message was sent to the Wayawulf troops.

"We have come to aid you against the Communist menace. We come with arms, men, water, and food."

As soon as Cervantos got word of his last transport leaving Verros airspace, he called a meeting of his defense council. They rushed in, some were hafl asleep, as it was nearly midnight. Cervantos sat at the head of his 12 person table in the conference room. He glanced across the table, noting the almost annoyed expressions on the council members sleepy faces.

Cervantos rose and spoke, "You all are well aware of our movement to send supplies and troops to aid Wayawulf to the far north. They are at war with the great nation of Hollingsworth. Hollingsworth shares a border with nearly every nation in this region, including ours..." The council members mearely sat patiently waiting for the reason of their meeting. They all knew this information. They did not understand why they were pulled out of bed to hear it again.

Cervantos took a deep breath and spoke a little louder and more forcefully, "You do not know what could become of us through this war. Hollingsworth is a powerful nation. As soon as the Lord learns of our involvement...what do you think he'll do? He'll come after us to stop us from aiding Wayawulf!"

The council members looked genuinely startled by this information. How did they not see this? They all murmurred amoungst themselves. They were trying to accept this, and trying to find a way to stop this. Cervantos slammed his fist on the table, "Quit your bickering! I'll tell you want we'll do..."

Hours later telegrams reached the border of Verros and Hollingsworth. They were going on full lock down! Thousands of troops and tanks were dispatched along the border to seal off and incoming attack. There was no fear of bombardment, for Wayawulf had kept their air force busy. Only a large force of ground troops and armored warfare could break through this defense. The whole nation was on edge. No rival nation had ever invaded. Were they prepared for one to invade now?

The exhausted and battle weary soldiers of Wayawulf cheered when the Terrabyte soldiers came to their aid. Though aware their accents must be difficult to understand they greeted their new found allies with gusto all the while marveling at their outlandish uniforms and futuristic weaponry, the Terrabyte leaders were directed back to the command post where a shocked General Zane waited
“Greetings…I’m General Zane…commander of the Federal armies of Wayawulf…and…you are? (Extends hand in friendship

The exhausted and battle weary soldiers of Wayawulf cheered when the Terrabyte soldiers came to their aid. Though aware their accents must be difficult to understand they greeted their new found allies with gusto all the while marveling at their outlandish uniforms and futuristic weaponry, the Terrabyte leaders were directed back to the command post where a shocked General Zane waited
“Greetings…I’m General Zane…commander of the Federal armies of Wayawulf…and…you are? (Extends hand in friendship

OOC: Terrabytes are only the name of my fighters. But it is my army's nickname.

IC:

The Pythogrian commander, seven feet tall, above average for Pythogria, stepped up. He bowed politely. "En Taro General Zane. I am Commander Puzoliak." He shook the man's hand. "Now, where is the enemy?"

“All over the place” murmured General Zane, but clearing his throat and moving to stand in front of his map he pointed to the series of fortified hills to the west “They are right here, a full third of Hollingsworth’s army, dug in and prepared for any kind of assault, I’ve lost several thousand soldiers in the past few days alone just trying to take these damn hills” he paused to scratch at his beard and look at the light snow that was beginning to fall, “The eastern and center fronts all fine if not in stalemate, but here in the west the hills are a constant threat to any kind of advance from the center.”

President Richard M. Archer smiled the first truly warm smile he had smiled in a long time. Verros marked transport planes were landing on the four air strips the country had. The outlandish soldiers of that nation began unloading tons and tons of supplies from the massive planes. They wore crisp clean uniforms and carried modern weapons that put his scruffy soldiers and their outdated weapons to shame, and when the Verros Commander spoke to him he laughed a long hard laugh for the soldier said
“We of course expect to be paid.”

“All over the place” murmured General Zane, but clearing his throat and moving to stand in front of his map he pointed to the series of fortified hills to the west “They are right here, a full third of Hollingsworth’s army, dug in and prepared for any kind of assault, I’ve lost several thousand soldiers in the past few days alone just trying to take these damn hills” he paused to scratch at his beard and look at the light snow that was beginning to fall, “The eastern and center fronts all fine if not in stalemate, but here in the west the hills are a constant threat to any kind of advance from the center.”

"So it seems we are needed in the west. OK, everyone. Everyone have their weapons?"

Soldiers held up their rifles, AT launchers and other stuff.

"Well then, we're going. What's the enemy armed with?"

The communists are armed with your basic old soviet weaponry...much like my own soldiers, AK-47s....outdated but theres lots of them and they are well trained and dug in.

Wayawulf I would like to help you in your cause i have been wanting to test my hydrogen bomb out.

General Kaide crouched at the forest's edge along the western border of Hollingsworth land. Her and at least 3 million sum warriors of Arcalime awaited the moment to attack. It had taken several days to sneak her troops through the forested lands, several days to make sure everything went according to plan. Her forces had already taken out some smaller enemy camps guarding the borders and soon she would give the command to move into the Hollingsworth territory. She had heard her old friend Waya...or now known as Zane, had been battling with the massive armies of Lord Hollingsworth himself. But soon....soon it will all be over. She smiled a hard smile looking at the poorly drawn map in her hand, showing the nations and how General Zane and his army had been moving through. With his armies surrounding the eastern side then her army would be able to close Lord Hollingsworth into a trap...and then... Turning towards her troops her war cry pierced the silence of the forest and soon what used to be serene and peaceful now echoed thundering footsteps, it sounded as if the great mountains of the other land where moving at her command.

The communists are armed with your basic old soviet weaponry...much like my own soldiers, AK-47s....outdated but theres lots of them and they are well trained and dug in.

"Wel lthen. George, are our artillery ready?"

"Yes, sir."

"Use them."

OOC: Got to go now.

Wayawulf I would like to help you in your cause i have been wanting to test my hydrogen bomb out.

Though such a thing would end the war sooner, I'm not sure if it would be humanitarian of us...you are welcome to join in the war effort, any and all supplies and aid is welcome.

General Zane had just sat down when word of Arcalime’s invasion reached his ears. Nearly three million of those fanatic soldiers pouring across the boarder at that very moment sent shivers up his spine, the war was winnable…but he was sure that no matter what was brought to bear against Hollingsworth Empire that it would not go down without a mighty fight.

Sending doctors and medical supplies to Wayawulf, Bat Land bombs an area being occupied by pythogria soldiers using Dark Knight jets equiped with small chemical bombs

Coyo, a tiny country on the westernmost border of Wayawulf suddenly plunges into rebellion, the tiny government is overthrown and a communist country arises. :sniper:
"Lord Hollingsworth we stand with you!" Fifty thousand soldiers from the tiny but determined army of Coyo attack the border of Wayawulf :mp5:
:gundge:

"Sir! theres an invading force headed for Wayawulf's borders" says a young clean-cut informer.
"thank you, I will send forces to meet these communists at once."

*sends 30 thousand soldiers :mp5: , 10 thousand tanks, a fleet of 5 thousand bombers, 10 thousand jet fighters, 3 thousand howitzers, 5 thousand ati aircraft guns to meet the enemy*

hearing that pythagoria is help wayawulf Don Zorlock radioes to commender Puzoliak "I want to meet with you and personally apologize to yoy and the families of all the soldiers i killed and wounded.

In honor of the recent secseccion Kein Lust is willing to support Lord Hollingsworth by givig any funds, troops and or weapons to help fight the war.:mp5: :mp5: :sniper:

-sends division of jet fighters, 1 million dollars , 50,000 troops, a squadron of bombers, 2 divisions of heavy artillery, 50 tanks, medics, and supplies-

I greatly appreciate this stunning amount of help. We shall continue with renewed efforts on this war of unjustice. We shall repulse those who have wronged us. We will not stop untill we have reached the eastern sea and have taken every inch of land. This is and has been our destiny since the begining of the invasion, but until now no one has noticed. Wayawulf and all of their allies shall be brought into justice the only way possible. The way of the sword.-crowd roars and begins to chant-

*Major General Zorlock walks over to a radio takes a deep brreathe and says "To all my enemies your men will soon be on the run for Bat Land has come into play and there will be no stopping us or our allies in this war this whole region will hear of how we demolished you and your communist allies."

Fighting a war on two fronts now Wayawulf pulls out forty thousands soldiers from the Hollingsworth front and returns to Wayawulf to help put down the fighting in the rural areas of western Wayawulf where the small army of Coyo had invaded.

"Colonel have the new bombers carpet bomb the front and send 25,000 troops to the Coyo front."
"Yes my Lord"

Vastly outnumberd Coyo soldiers fight gurilla style against Wayawulf patrols and villages.

"Change the bombers course to the Coyo front and have them stratgicly bomb Waywulf, send the additinal troops to gaurd the capital city. We need to help our ally."

*strategically places soldiers on foot hills carrying Dragonov sniper rifles, OpFor machin guns, Benelli m390 combat shotgun with 7 slug rounds, and AK 47 to protect Wayawulf's border*

OOC:

TO ALL NEW PLAYERS HELPING:

Those forces are impossible. Seeing how small your nations are, you would be unable to support them.

Then what is possible for a country like me?

Ok guys lets keep it real...If you havent read the bio on the first page then please go back and read it...
Thanks,
The Management

In light of recent events I call upon any Communist or Dictatorship to help defend our birth rights. We need to stomp out the opposition and take back the land that was rightfully mine.

Hollingsworths bombers are met by the stiff resistance of the Wayawulf air force. While in light of the recent step up in hostilitys the Federal Guard is orderd to advance further into the Hollingsworth nations, pressing closer to the capital day by day.

"Lord Hollingsworth the enemy is advancing."
"Throw everything we have at them I want them stopped and I want it now."

The Federal attack is preceeded by a huge bombing run and artillery barrage as the capital comes into view, the sounds of hard core fighting echo and roll across the forested expance of Hollingsworths domain as the two small but determined enemies clash

"Carpet bomb the front, a division of fighters to attack as well, move the tanks into position and use the heavy artillery to take out the flanks"

Federal advance fighter screen clashes with Hollingswoth air force, jet against jet in a terribly destructive dog fight of the skies, though mannageing to down many bombers still many escaped as the jet to jet fighting raged

"I want this place to be clear of the enemy in the next two weeks. Pour everything you have into getting our lost land back. It's only 50 miles to the capital and at the rate they are advancing I'd say they'll be there in four weeks tops."

the Federal reponce to Coyos invasion came swiftly and brutely, flight after flight after flight of bombers and jets flew across the border intent on leveling every inch of the nations

In honor of the treaty I grant Coyo any amount of resources. -sends 50,000 troops and 100 tanks and APC's-

*strategically places soldiers on foot hills carrying Dragonov sniper rifles, OpFor machin guns, Benelli m390 combat shotgun with 7 slug rounds, and AK 47 to protect Wayawulf's border*

"The Federation thanks you as does her people and armed forces." announces President Archer over the radio as he sends twenty five thousand more Federal troops to the border to safe guard it should the lines be broken in the south.

-reinforces Lord Hollingsworth's front with 1500 spec ops 50000 troops and medics- This homage is little compared to our loses my Lord but it is all i can do as of now. Since reinforcing Coyo and losing badly our supplies are starting to dwindle.

In little more than a days fighting the newly forged communist state of Coyo is pounded to rubble. Its tiny army all but obliterated and millions of people displaced leaves the already war torn nation as hardly more than a third world nation with hardly a govornmnt to speak of...

Any one want to try and assimilate me...I see myself as kinda north west of Wayawulf or Arcalime.

Then what is possible for a country like me?

What's your population?

Each of the four countries finally realized that the war would never end and agreed upon a meeting place on the border of The Empire and Wayawulf. Each of these countries met in a tent while the fighting and mass killing was put on hold. There they signed a ceasefire pact that created a new country between the two war torn worlds. The new country’s name, leader and type of government would be decided upon by the four of them in agreement. This new country would in fact be a UN nation, so that peacekeeping might be possible between the enemies.

A Pythogrian representative attended the meeting.

OOC: You are SO lucky you didn't meet ful lforce from me... If this turns back into a war would you accept orbital stuff?

A Pythogrian representative attended the meeting.

OOC: You are SO lucky you didn't meet ful lforce from me... If this turns back into a war would you accept orbital stuff?

Im not sure. That depends on how strong we would be.

Im not sure. That depends on how strong we would be.

OOC: OK. Oh, and start off the confrence. (Just to warn you, my nation only hates Communism if people aren't happy.)

-moderator in the tent at the meeting to decide the country's name gov and leader-
"First of I need a name of this new country."
"Hollingswulf?"

-moderator in the tent at the meeting to decide the country's name gov and leader-
"First of I need a name of this new country."
"Hollingswulf?"

The Pythogrian representative, clothed in a long, dark green robe with a Pythogrian badge, sitting on a chair towering over everyone else at seven feet tall, spoke.

"I suggest you name this nation the Confederation of Wayawulf-Holligsworth."

"Not bad but 'The Empire of Hollingsworth-Wayawulf' sounds better" says the lord of the Empire in a black cloak with the Hollingsworth crest.

"Not bad but 'The Empire of Hollingsworth-Wayawulf' sounds better" says the lord of the Empire in a black cloak with the Hollingsworth crest.

"Perhaps Wayaworth?"

"The leader of Kein Lust as well as I think this is not a bad name"

"The Federation of Wayaworth it shall be. Next is the type of government. What say ye."

"The Federation of Wayaworth it shall be. Next is the type of government. What say ye."

"Pythogria really doesn't care so long as it is democratic, not Communist, and not Fascist. Socialism is fine."

"I agree a democratic government would have a stronger econmy"
-moderator-
"The Federation of Wayaworth is now a democratic state."

"I agree a democratic government would have a stronger econmy"
-moderator-
"The Federation of Wayaworth is now a democratic state."

"But we must insist it be an Athenian democracy. Not representative. The people should vote directly."

"Very good suggestion it is done"

May Wayaworth keep the peace so long as we all exsist.

What's your population?


8 million