Drexel Hillsville
23-07-2006, 01:18
"Goddamn it! We need more land!" Supreme Admiral F. Crowley yelled as his second in command walked into his office. "Find a small nation to conquer," he ordered
"Yes Sir," B. Henderson, the Vice Admiral replied. Within a few hours he was back in his boss's office with some intel. "our best bet is a new nation known as Royal Cheese, Population around 2 million."
"Send in a full scale invasion!" Crowely ordered.
"Right away sir," Henderson ran off to arrange the forces.
Less than forty-eight hours later the forces were ready. The soldiers were kissing their loved ones goodbye as they marched off to bring glory to the Impireacht. Fifty thousand Behemoth III Super Heavy Battle tanks, One hundred thousand Tiger Main Battle Tanks, Fifty thousand M65/l Asteroids, Fifty thousand Impact MLRSs, Two hundred fifty thousand M998 HMMWV Humvees, and Three hundred thousand Avengers all got aboard as well.
Arnchors were pulled up. Cargo was fastened down. Men were running every which way through all of the six hundred and twelve ships as they left the port of Downings. They sailed off for the glory of the Hills.
OOC: Anything equipment wise you don't understand can be found here:
DMI (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=440478&highlight=Military+Industries)
"Yes Sir," B. Henderson, the Vice Admiral replied. Within a few hours he was back in his boss's office with some intel. "our best bet is a new nation known as Royal Cheese, Population around 2 million."
"Send in a full scale invasion!" Crowely ordered.
"Right away sir," Henderson ran off to arrange the forces.
Less than forty-eight hours later the forces were ready. The soldiers were kissing their loved ones goodbye as they marched off to bring glory to the Impireacht. Fifty thousand Behemoth III Super Heavy Battle tanks, One hundred thousand Tiger Main Battle Tanks, Fifty thousand M65/l Asteroids, Fifty thousand Impact MLRSs, Two hundred fifty thousand M998 HMMWV Humvees, and Three hundred thousand Avengers all got aboard as well.
Arnchors were pulled up. Cargo was fastened down. Men were running every which way through all of the six hundred and twelve ships as they left the port of Downings. They sailed off for the glory of the Hills.
OOC: Anything equipment wise you don't understand can be found here:
DMI (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=440478&highlight=Military+Industries)