NationStates Jolt Archive

We are sorry to interrupt your regularly scheduled programming, but there is breaking news coming from the ocean.

A large Rosdivan cruise ship was highjacked by a group of pirates, from a nearby island known as M'ukala. The pirates asaulted the ship using up to 6speed boats, and when got within range, launched harpoons, which they used to board the vessel. Once aboard, the men, approximatly 30 men brandishing AK-47's, RPG-7's, and one man reportedly brandishing an AR-550, ordered the entire ship to their quarters. Five crew members attempted to resist by firing a flare gun and attacking with knives, but they were all killed. Stay tuned for further updates. BCN, signing out.

I hope he gave you consent to do this before hand.

No, I didn't. But before I do up a post (since I need to sleep anyhow), mind telling me what in the world an AR-550 is?

Oh, and just as an fyi: You might want to TG me next time that you start a thread involving me, because I'm not liable to spot it otherwise.

I wasn't thinking that, it's just it's a bit of a god mod. I mean, he didn't give you a chance to RP **your** ships. It was just "I attack and conquore your ships". "End of story".

He *may* attack you, but I always feel that it makes a better RP if one person agrees to lose (if only in the early stages) of a war, just to make everything far more fluid.

Anyway, it's your story, and I hope you both the best.

He didnt allow me to RP the response of any of my tankers or the Orion he shot down.

No he didn't... thats one of the shortfalls of Open, free scripted role playing. Although, it bears mentioning that by and large, you can't respond from to a bomb. You either know it's there, and attempt to take evasive action, or you don't.

Taking control of a ship is a far more complicated action, and it needs be RP'd accordingly.

In case you didn't realise, that is one reason why I'm not getting involved in this IC-ly, with the possibly exception of a news story I might write on it.

It also bears mentioning that two wrong's don't make a right.

Anyway, best of luck to the both of you.

He didnt allow me to RP the response of any of my tankers or the Orion he shot down.

Generally things that have absolutely no defense don't need to wait for someone else to respond to them. Tankers are screwed when bombs drop on them and P-3 Orions don't have any air-to-air ability. Now, if I were attacking a destroyer, I'd mention the launch of some missiles and leave the response and what happens up to you. Post to come later, perhaps in an hour or two

I was unaware a cruise ship had a defense system

OOC: Cruise ships have no defence system! aha!

I was unaware a cruise ship had a defense system

It's called a security force. Quite a number of RL cruise ships also have other means (sonic cannons for instance) for fighting off attempted pirate boardings.

OOC: Seriously?....How are you going to handle this situation...?, i always have seal teams where i can deploy them with ease..

OOC: These men are trained professionals, just under cover as pirates, they are not just your run of the muck somali sleez trying to make a buck.

OOC: If you call for international aid i will send a team....

Kilani destroyers PNS Oktober and Volstadt

The bridge of the Oktober was filled with the quiet humm of activity. The two destroyers were en route back to Kilani after exercises with the Second Carrier Group. Captain Brilev was seeing to a minor problem when he was handed a message by a crewman.

"Comrade Captain, we have recieved reports that a cruise ship has been hijacked. It's within twenty-four hours of us."

Brilev considered for a moment.

"Alert high command and ask for advice. Ask them if there are any Kilani citizens on board."

"Aye aye, Comrade."


Command, this is Oktober. We have recieved reports of highjacking of Rosdivian cruise ship. Please advise as to presence of Kilani citizens.

"Mayday, mayday, mayday! This is the R.S.S. Chochung, one hundred miles north of M'ukala Island, we are being boarded by an unknown party. Repeat: Mayday, mayday, mayday! This is the R.S.S. Chochung..."

"Captain!" shouted Petty Officer Michael Andrews, "We're receiving a mayday from a Rosdivan cruise ship, the Chochung. She repeats that she's being boarded."

In his chair, Captain Anders McChief swiveled around to face the communications petty officer. "Do we know where the ship is?"

"Yes sir, one hundred miles north of M'ukala Island, I'm contacting Fleet HQ to get a more precise location."

Now the chair swiveled the other way. "Navigation, how far does that put them from us?"

"51 nautical miles southwest of us sir."

"Set a course, maximum speed. Sound General Quarters and prepare a boarding party and rotodyne."

As sirens whooped aboard the ship, and crewmembers scrambled for their battlestations, the cruiser, powered by its liquid metal cooled reactor, began accelerating, up to its top speed of 53 knots.

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Almost an hour later, CGN124 (unnamed, as all Rosdivan naval vessels are) arrived half a mile off the port bow, the HR2G transport flying far overhead, and delivered the words eagerly anticipated by all sailors:
"HEAVE TO AND PREPARED TO BE BOARDED; THIS IS YOUR ONLY CHANCE OF SURRENDER!"

The announcement was answered with an RPG, and the pirates replied back over a bull horn.

"We have C4 placed around the boat. We will detonate if we are boarded. We demand 1.2 billion dollars, delivered to a remote part of M'ukala. Every hour you do not listen to our demands, we kill 2 more hostages, starting with these two."

As he said this, a middle age Rosdivan couple was dragged up to the deck. Both were shot, and their bodies were dumped into the ocean

"Dumbasses" was the only comment made by the gunnery officer aboard the HR2G rotodyne. As soon as the bodies of the couple were dumped, a bright green line connected the HR2G to the terrorist scum aboard the vessel who had just murdered the two Rosdivanians, cutting right through them. The power of a .308 caliber minigun was not to be underestimated.

Over the 1MC on the cruiser, the captain's voice rang out: "Sharpshooters to the deck, sanitize that vessel's deck." Sharpshooting sailors grabbed their rifles and clambered to the top of the cruiser, to shoot any of the "pirates" who were so foolish as to expose them to the sea air.

NOW HEAR THIS: YOU WILL LAY DOWN ARMS IMMEDIATELY. YOUR DEMANDS WILL NOT BE MET AND YOU WILL COOPERATE FULLY WITH ROSDIVAN FORCES. THE ALTERNATIVE IS DEATH.

The rotodyne began its spiraling descent to the cruise ship, guns scanning to make sure that no one tried to pop a rocket off at them. The men aboard the rotodyne smiled grimly as it came in. They were going to try and take these men in alive, wounded or otherwise. The intelligence would be rather useful. But if they died, oh well. Just some pond scum to be gotten rid of.

OOC: There's no way you're going to have enough C4 to scuttle the ship or even force your way into the spaces where you could scuttle the ship, and my naval officers know that.

OOC: No, but there is enough to kill everyone by herding them into a few larger rooma and detonating the bombs.

3 of the pirates were killed, but the rest were able to make it inside. For the Rosdivan foolishness, a family of four, and a young couple were executed. A pirate was up in the captains room, communicating through a loudspeaker, while sitting beneath a desk so as to avoid sniper fire.

"You have just cost the lives of an innocent family. Just pay the money. There is no need for this"

OOC: No, but there is enough to kill everyone by herding them into a few larger rooma and detonating the bombs.

Not really. For starters, when boarders are received, the crew and all passengers who can are going to lock themselves shut. You'd have to blast your way into the rooms. You'll have maybe one or two hundred people at most, not the entire complement. And you also aren't going to have enough time to herd them into said rooms.

The Rotodyne came to a halt on the aft of the ship, both of its miniguns pointed towards the rest of the ship and tracking to detect targets. The 48 sailors of the boarding crew jumped out and doubletimed it to the still open hatches of the cruise ship, carrying their M3A4 Greaseguns, body armor, and quite a large number of stun grenades. The A4 differed from the original Greaseguns in being rather more reliable and having an option to select semiautomatic fire. Well trained in the tactics of boarding and securing a vessel, they began sweeping down the corridors of the ship in four man fireteams and bounding overwatches while the HR2G returned to its aerial patrol.

OOC: Sorry, didn't see your last post

The pirates locked up the ship, so it would be quite an effort to get in. A man was stationedat each door, and told to shoot anything he saw.

About 150 of the passengers and crew were herded into a main dining hall, which was surrounded by C4. Should anything happen, the pirates would detonate it, killing the people gathered there. C4 was also set up in the engine room, and in a number of rooms in the bottom of the ship, in an attempt to sink the vessel.

Many of the passengers locked themselves in their rooms. For some it saved them, others ut marked their doom. Pirates rammed the doors down with a variety of weapons. Inside, the passengers were murdered.

OOC: Hold up a second. I quite explicitly said that you aren't going to be able to scuttle the ship, and that the crew compartments and such would be locked, and hence unaccessible unless you started using C4 to get into them (which rather defeats the purpose). Also, a metal hatch can't simply be rammed off, you need a breaching charge. Lastly, like I said, you simply aren't going to have enough time to do all that.

Master at Arms First Class Paul Denalis ran up to the locked hatch, along with the other three members of his fireteam. While they covered him, he tried to swing open the hatch.

"No good; Michaels, attach a breaching charge," he said with a grimace on his face. Ordnanceman Michaels O'Connor stepped up, quickly attached a large explosive to the hatch, pressed a button, and quickly hurried back to a position of safety, readying a flash bang grenade as he did so.

"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"

A blast turned much of the hatch into a storm of metal fragments, followed quickly by a stun grenade. Amazingly, the 'pirate' at that particular hatch survived the breaching charge, though disoriented. The stun grenade did not aid his orientation.

A rather lucky man, he was quickly bound, gagged, and cuffed, with a judicious rifle butt to the head to knock him unconcious. His comrades at the other three hatches forced open for other fireteams to enter were not so lucky, being killed either in the initial blast or by the armor piercing bullets of the boarding party.

Moving quickly down the corridors, Denalis and his shipmates hunted down the pirates. Time was of the essence, and though the ship was large, that didn't matter too much. There were only a few critical places that the pirates might organize to present much of a problem, and those places would be quickly swept.

Footsteps. Halt signaled Denalis to the other three men in his fireteam, with an upraised fist. Coming down the next adjoining hallway, and too many and too noisy for it to be another one of the other teams.

The stun grenade pinged around the hallway, providing a brief "What the...?" moment for those alert enough to spot it before it detonated.

Bounding around the corner, Denalis spotted what had been the cause of so many footsteps. A group of twenty civilians being herded along by three armed pirates, all of whom were put out of sorts by the grenade.

Well, let's change that real quick came the quick, and unbidden, thought to Denalis' mind as he opened fire on the pirates, who had yet to react due to the effects of the stun grenade.

"Damn, I missed," commented Ordnanceman O'Connor. And indeed he had, a spray of bullets catching the third pirates in his shooting arm and shoulder. Painful, but survivable.

"Bind him," responded Denalis tersely, before turning to the civilians. "All of you go down thataway", pointing back the way he had came, "and when you get outside, lay down on the deck with your hands on your heads."

The other teams were not so lucky as to find a group of hostages being carted off, however, they did run across five pirates who were trying to get into locked passenger cabins. Their blood and brains were added to the hallways decor.

OOC: Out of 30 original pirates, you're now down to 16, with 12 dead and 2 POW

OOC: Hold up a second. I quite explicitly said that you aren't going to be able to scuttle the ship, and that the crew compartments and such would be locked, and hence unaccessible unless you started using C4 to get into them (which rather defeats the purpose). Also, a metal hatch can't simply be rammed off, you need a breaching charge. Lastly, like I said, you simply aren't going to have enough time to do all that.

OOC: Out of 30 original pirates, you're now down to 16, with 12 dead and 2 POW

Crew compartments may be tough, but I've been on a cruise ship. You can easily knock one of the doors to the passengers rooms off with a fire extinguisher. They are like regular wooden doors. And ypu can't tell me my casualties, you bitched that I attacked a cruise ship, now you are giving me the numbers of men that you kill. Not happening. Those last five, I'll have two die and the rest return fire. And I never said they would sink it, but water would get in.

IC: The pirates set off the C4 in the bottom of the ship, and water began pouring in. The stun grenades had tipped them off, as did the gunfire. The pirate in the Pilots room also saw the men get aboard the ship.

The civilians in the dining hall would soon meet their end. The C4 exploded, destroying the room. Two pirates sacrificed themselves as well. Anybody lucky enough to somehow survive wasshot with a quick burst from an AK

Crew compartments may be tough, but I've been on a cruise ship. You can easily knock one of the doors to the passengers rooms off with a fire extinguisher. They are like regular wooden doors. And ypu can't tell me my casualties, you bitched that I attacked a cruise ship, now you are giving me the numbers of men that you kill. Not happening. Those last five, I'll have two die and the rest return fire. And I never said they would sink it, but water would get in.

What makes you think that they were all together? There's a dozen fireteams running around, some of which stumbled across your men and dispatched them. It's quite appropriate to mention the casualties you suffer in a small scale thing like this so long as it isn't taken to an extreme. And as a Rosdivan cruise ship, it's built to be easily converted into a troopship, and hence doesn't have wooden doors or any such nonsense. If you really want to press the point, then you'd better RP a whole lot of your guys dying from handguns and machine pistols, we're a rather gun-enthusiastic nation.


Short bursts of gunfire marked the end of those few pirates who had managed to live long enough to return fire, though not before two sailors were wounded. These two hobbled back towards the outer deck to help the civilian evacuees, one with a bullet in the leg and the other in the shoulder.


BOOM

"What was that?" remarked Denalis, instinctively and pointlessly. It was an explosion of course. More precisely, it was several explosions, duller booms marking more distant explosions.

"Explosions," replied O'Connor, equally pointlessly, but with years of experience behind the statement, for however much good that was. "One fairly close by, a couple corridors down, the others down on the lower decks, probably an attempt to scuttle the ship. Won't do any good, it's double-bottomed, it'll just ship its own ballast water."

The rest of the fireteam just stared at him as he rattled off the locations of the blasts. "How in the world do you know that?" one of them demanded.

"Shockwaves and a lot of experience."

"Freak," was Denalis' only response, though good-natured.

*pop*

"Rifle fire," came another obvious and pointless statement as the fireteam began hustling down to the now-wrecked dining hall, marking their entrance with yet another stun grenade.

Any of the surviving pirates began firing back with their AK-47's. Also, the pirate in the pilot house continued to sit and wait for his chance to act, and armed his RPG. Any other pirates on the ship also hustled their way towardsthe dining hall, prepared to fight to the death.

"Oh what fun this life is..." drolled Denalis sarcastically as he popped another few rounds at the pirates who, for some strange reason were not too intent on dying. From the reports of the radio earpiece hanging in his ear, it sounded like the pirates were attempting to make an all out surge. This might have some success if it weren't for the current ratio of one pirate for every four Navy sailors, a ratio that was steadily decreasing as pirates died.

"Fire in the hole!" as another stun grenade was tossed in.

BANG

The fireteam raced into the former dining hall and dispatched the few remaining pirates in the hall, carefully avoiding any prolonged looks at the mess that had been created by the C4, sparing only a radio request for a medical team as their acknowledgement of it.

Across the ship, savage yet brief firefights raged as Navy fireteams blocked off the corridors which the pirates were attempting to move through, though one fireteam had the misfortune of being ambushed, suffering all four sailors dead. Even with that loss however, the mopping up continued.

Most of the pirates were dead. The remaining few pulled back to what looked to be some kind of karaoke bar, and decided to make their last stand. With them, they also brought a small girl, about 8 years old, who they threatend to kill if anyone came into the room. A man held her with him, beneath the bar, with a Colt .45 pressed to her skull.

As the medical team began arriving, the pirate in the pilothouse finally acted. He took careful aim at the vessel ferrying them over, and fired. The RPG screeched through the glass and headed towards the medics.

Though RPGs are cheap, they are not what anyone would describe as the most accurate of weapons. The limit for accuracy with an RPG fired from the pilot house was the bow of the ship. Needless to say, firing one through glass at a more distant target made it rather less likely to hit, and the round splashed into the ocean harmlessly, though it gave quite a fright to the corpsmen travelling to the cruise ship.

The storm of sniper and Gatling fire that was directed at the pilot house was both more volumous and more accurate, with the end result that the pirate responsible was splattered across the bulkhead, ripped to pieces by the number of rounds hitting him.

A few levels beneath him, Kolokol-1 incapacitating gas was being silently introduced into the ventilation system of the room where the last pirate holdouts were. The extra intelligence that they would provide would be quite useful, and this method provided the possibility of rescuing an additional hostage. After all, no one was entering the room, so their demand was being quite nicely fulfilled.

The pirates, not realizing that gas was seeping in, began drinking everything in the bar, figuring they would die soon, why not die having fun. Suddenly, a fight between two of them broke out. (There were five men in there btw) One drew his gun, the other went for it, but bobbled it, and shot. The bullet hit the little girl through her skull, and landed in another pirates abdomen, dropping him. Soon, all the pirates were firing on each other. All the men were dead, except for the one shot in the abdomen, who was now bleeding heavily and would most likely die soon.